Oh, we’ll just leave these awesome new still images from Doctor Who: The Time of the Doctor here.
See you December 25th at 9/8c for the Doctor Who Christmas special.
i am personally offended i was not asked to supply art for that wall
writing a Christmas list and trying not to put ‘sexy paint doctah pin-up calendar’ on it
Almighty paint Doktah, you have brought me many notes and at least one follower in the past five minutes. I swear on old british butts to buy your sexy calendar.
Muggleborn students at Hogwarts (part 1/?)
This is beautiful.
Forever reblog because this is fucking wonderful.
But imagine Dumbledore understanding all the references too and whenever anything like this is reported to him he just sits there and laughs and the other professors don’t understand and it’s hilarious
dat practical armor
I love every aspect of this.
NO you guys don’t understand, the entire book is like this. They tried to cram in all sorts of representation of different races and the art is gorgeous and it’s GREAT! The picture for a spellcaster is a female human who is wearing BAGGY, NON-SEXUALIZED CLOTHING AND NO MAKEUP because she’s in a dungeon, she doesn’t have time to do her hair cmon.
Alright, I apologize for this, but I’m asking for all of your help.
So, about 10 years before I was born, my parents had a baby. Unfortunately, neither of my parents were prepared to have a baby at that time. They both were still in college and had no income. So instead of trying to raise a baby they were not at all prepared for, they gave him up for adoption, using the Catholic church. Since they were in New York, they had to get a closed adoption (Meaning they had no knowledge of who adopted him.) They were, however, supposed to get pictures and information about him, but after the first picture, they got nothing. And the Catholic church did nothing to help them find out what happened to him.
Now, my mom never wanted to give my brother up for adoption. It broke her heart to do it, but my grandparents thought it was the best course of action at the time. And honestly, it probably was. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt my mother or father every time they think of my long lost brother, nor does it mean that they wouldn’t kill to see him again.
Now this brings me to the picture. If you know of anyone who was born in Albany, New York, at Albany Medical Center on August 3rd, 1988 who is or thinks they might be adopted, please please contact me. Even if their name isn’t Mathew anymore. I know that this probably won’t help and it’s a long shot, but I need to try and do something… it hurts my mom and my dad, and even my other brother. As for me… I don’t know what to feel. I never knew my eldest brother, but honestly? I think I’d like to. So please, if you know of anyone that matches this description, please contact me via messages/Ask. And even if you don’t know of someone like this, could you Reblog this picture? Please.
I added a picture of my family along with my brother’s information since we don’t have a picture of Mathew. Chances are that he might look like either my mom, dad, or even my brother or I. So… please, reblog this, if you can. And yes, I know how unlikely it is that we’ll find him this way, but… It’s a better chance than doing nothing. So thank you for taking the time to read this.If there is any additional information you might need, just ask. I’ll be happy to supply it, if I know it of course…
EDIT: The chances of his name still being Matthew (I spelled it incorrectly on the picture, according to my father it’s spelled with two t’s) is very slim. But the description should help, I hope… Basically, if you know of a person born on this day, in this hospital (or at least in New York…) who is or might be adopted, it might, might be him. Right now he’d be about 26.