I swear to God the most impressive thing Martha Jones ever did had nothing to do with walking the Earth and saving everyone and their aunt multiple times.
Nope, I’m much more impressed with her inhuman patience and self-control and the fact that she did NOT grab the Doctor by his poofy front lock and bash his head against concrete until he regenerated into something with a few more manners.
Martha, Peri, Sarah Jane, Leela, Barbara, Donna, Tegan, Ace: could form a support group for Companions Who Didn’t Throttle Him (But Had Every Right to Do So)
Clara would be secretary.
That or just the person on the sidelines in the meetings yelling “Yes! Throttle him! Do it!”
Someone asked my maths professor why numbers exist and she said “One day, for whatever reason, someone decided they wanted to count things and it’s been a major inconvenience for everybody ever since.”
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Having ADD [or ADHD] makes life paradoxical. You can superfocus sometimes, but also space out when you least mean to. You can radiate confidence and also feel as insecure as a cat in a kennel. You can perform at the highest level, feeling incompetent as you do so. You can be loved by so many, but feel as if no one really likes you. You can absolutely, totally intend to do something, then forget to do it. You can have the greatest ideas in the world, but feel as if you can’t accomplish a thing.
Someone asked my maths professor why numbers exist and she said “One day, for whatever reason, someone decided they wanted to count things and it’s been a major inconvenience for everybody ever since.”
there’s a post going around about how River giving up her future so the Doctor could live their past in the Library or something to that effect is the most beautiful thing, and like, I’m super not disagreeing with that to any extent
but you know what’s also amazing and important?
River’s not just sacrificing herself for the Doctor. River’s sacrificing herself for River Song. Because Melody Williams would’ve existed either way. Rory and Amy would’ve grown up and gotten married and had a daughter, and maybe they would’ve named her Melody or maybe they wouldn’t’ve, but they would’ve loved that little girl and raised her to be brave and smart and kind and patient, and she could’ve been a geography teacher and lived a long and full and lovely life. Melody Williams probably would’ve been happy. But River isn’t Melody Williams. Without the Doctor, River doesn’t exist. And yeah, that’s her life being about the Doctor in some ways, but it’s also important that she CHOOSES to be River.
She sees herself in the tesselecta in Berlin and makes the choice to become that person. She builds herself out of the rubble the Silence left behind, out of the perspective she gains from studying the Doctor and learning to see the good in him, not just the things he wasn’t able to do, out of the time she gets with her parents to truly know them like she wasn’t able to do as Mels. That choice is central to River’s character, and her agency. And so yeah, totally, she’s making sure that the Doctor survives to go through all of those adventures she filled her little blue book with
but she’s also making sure that she gets to make that choice, that she gets to be who she wants to be, she’s saving River Song, ok, like RIVER SONG HAS BEEN SAVED but not by the Library, not by the Doctor, but by herself AND THAT is also beautiful
Headcanon that McGonagall is offended on a personal level that Umbridge loves cats.
This literally got 600 more notes just while I was at dinner what the fuck
How has nobody thought about this before tbh
Ok but imagine McGonagall in cat form prowling around the castle, in strategically chosen places so that Umbridge will come across her.
Umbridge takes the cat back to her office and feeds it a little saucer of milk. The cat starts coming back to Umbridge’s office around the same time every night, until eventually Umbridge gets into a little routine of setting out a saucer of milk for the cat before bed.
McGonagall now has all the best secrets on Umbridge, all of the results of the evaluations, and most importantly, is in a perfect position to spy on the ministry for the Order of the Phoenix.
All because Umbridge is obsessed with cats.
The mental image McGonagall lapping up that milk while full of burning hatred for Umbridge amuses me in ways I can hardly describe.
