Inevitable Entropy

nanashijones:

darkfirewolfe:

the-cas-to-your-dean:

If you are in the Labyrinth Fandom you should reblog this yeah?

WE CAN RISE.

DO IT. DO IT FOR THE GOBLIN KING.

Lets see how many of us are out there.

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juliousbegley, nanashijones, and tempestfae - I know at least you three need to reblog this!

I’m just in service to my Baroness, but I am loyal. To the pants. I mean, the king. I meant KING.

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nanashijones:

In Russia, they want a Black Widow movie.

I Soviet Russia, the Black Widow movie wants you!

(Source: bittenbyscarlett)


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A Japanese legend says that if you can’t sleep at night it’s because you’re awake in someone else’s dream.

Anonymous  (via 7ns)

Tempest… I may have found the freakiest theory.

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THAT IS SO NOT COOL!!!!!

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nanashijones:

liamgalgey:

lumos5001:

timehlord:

brigwife:

bringmeknitting:

To celebrate Doctor Who’s 50th Anniversary, can this picture of the man that started it all get a million notes?

probably not

77 milion people watched it yesterday, what is 1 milion for us. Let’s do this.

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!! WHOVIANS ASSEMBLE!!

Never give up.  Never give in.

Hmmm. I believe, I accept this challenge.

Hmmmmmm. Spreading the First Doctor love.


chasingmoriarty:

Okay, so here is the dealio. i have been self-harming for 3 years now, and i am trying to stop. i recently went 6 weeks before relapsing again, but i sa an idea. Everyone who reblogs this post, i will write your url on a peice of paper and put it in a jar, and when i feel the urge to self-harm i will pull out a name and send you a message of sorts. i realize this isnt my idea but it is a good one. thanks.

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For January, who has had a bad week or two. I know she knows, but hearing it again is always nice.


'Twas the Weeks Before Christmas

And it’s the time of year to pull this old poem of mine out, again!

In the weeks before Christmas, when all through the malls
Shoppers throng daily, clogging the halls
Window displays show all bright to be seen
Of gizmos and gadgets, bright toys and blue jeans.

Far away CEO’s sit rubbing their hands
Raking in money from all over the land.
While bleary mall workers in the grim pre-dawn
Struggle to open shops, suppressing their yawns.

We know in an hour there’ll be such a clatter
Of shoppers and children, loud in their chatter
And smiling to stations, merry and bright
Must each worker labor, long till the night.

Guests laugh as they shop, we hope in good cheer
Glad now, as always there are happy ones here.
For then come the others who yell right out loud
They rant and they rave and want us to be cowed.

We do best to help with their troubles and woe
Though they curse and insult and threaten us so.
We stand mute as they scream, naught else we can do
And wish they’d remember we’re people, too!

"No one’s out to get you, we’re doing our best
But, we’ve been swamped all day, not a second to rest.
I’m sorry you had to wait a whole five minutes in line
But others were here first, they bore through their time.”

They huff and the rant and storm out on their way
Insisting, due to lines, they should not have to pay!
They don’t know or don’t care, as insults they lob
If I gave them stuff free, I’d be out of a job!

Finally they go, but no sigh of relief
They whine to the manager, who then gives me grief.
"Why’d you make them upset?" is always the line.
"They wanted half the store for a buck ninety-nine!"

Sometimes that goes well, and sometimes goes bad
Either way I’ve got a job in this economy we’ve had
The pay’s not that good but I don’t dare groan
We’re here to fill business coffers, can’t think of my own!

There are loved ones at home and bills to boot
And all I want for Christmas is to save a little loot
But business and shoppers don’t think ‘human being’
Asset or liability is all that they’re seeing.

So day after day we trudge back to the store
Watching the calendar; only two weeks more!
And out on the sales floor we’re jolly and gay
But, droop pained, exhausted at close of day

We cherish the guests who acknowledge what we do
And go out of our way to appreciate them, too
Then we dread the appearance of that ‘other sort’
Stay calm and placate, pray encounters are short.

Then Christmas Eve round the corner, like light in my brain
That I realize is the light of an oncoming train
For as busy as I’ve been at work in the store
I’ve not done my own shopping and am still just too poor.

December twenty-forth arrives now, finally at last
And we sigh happy that evening as we shut the doors fast
Late customers try to push in, they put up quite a fight
So to them, “MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU, BUT GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!”

(Source: tempest-gypsy.livejournal.com)



Song: Oh Shit, It’s The Faeries
Artist: Parnassus
Album: First Degree

This song is brilliant on about a million and one levels.




nanashijones:

lydiabutz:

dbowkercreative:

doctor-who-companion:

THE NIGHT OF THE DOCTOR MINISODE

OMG 0OMG OMG OMG OMGGG

My reaction was Tennant’s normal reaction “WHAT?, WHAT?, WHAAAAT??

I CAN’T I CAN’T OMG I’M SCREAMING

OH TIME VORTEX OH FISH FINGERS OH SUGARY TASTY JELLY BABIES I AM TWELVE AGAIN AND MYDOCTOR IS HERE AND I KNOW!

*TEAR-FILLED, MAD CACKLING*

EDIT: Is it too late to declare today a Who Holiday? Like, with a certain Doctor at the front of the parade waving at us as we waggle our jaws from being completely and utterly gobsmacked?

Why is nobody losing their marbles over the freakin’ Sisterhood of the Flame from freakin’ Karn?!?! There’s history here! Bad, vicious history from back in Four’s time!


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Yup. That’s my shieldmate’s story in the Featured section of FimFiction.net. 

So so so pleased for her!



nanashijones:

sifu-kisu:

Reasons for admission to a Psychiatric hospital….

Uterine Derangement. UTERINE DERANGEMENT.

There’s legit horrible (and hilarious) stuff in this list, but UTERINE DERANGEMENT is the one that just sits in my head and brings fear to my soul.

Never mind that. “Novel Reading.” THAT brings fear to my soul.



nanashijones:

This is pretty much exactly how Tempest asked me out. Of course I said yes.

I don’t quite recall things going that way…

(Source: somnorum)


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nanashijones:

Tempest? Honey? I know we have my Winter Night Wizard and all, but this is SOOOOOOO PRETTY. Especially that staff.

Yes, we can make that happen if you really really want it to. Gonna be a lot in the way of supplies, though!

(Source: sidestorygaiden)


ATTENTION TUMBLR FEMINISTS!

maraschino-virgin:

I have a quick little experiment. If you believe that trans* women and cis women are both women (you can have any genitals and still be a woman), then please reblog! 

If you disagree, please reblog this one here.

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ORCHESTRA STEREOTYPES

nanashijones:

hawthorneox:

mygrandmotherspiano:

whatshouldwecallconservatory:

trumpetangst:

FRONT DESK 1st VIOLINS:

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FRONT DESK 2nd VIOLINS:

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OTHER VIOLINS:

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VIOLAS:

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CELLOS:

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DOUBLE BASSES:

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OBOES:

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#tuning

FLUTES:

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CLARINETS:

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BASSOONS:

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HORNS:

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(another solo?! you shouldn’t have…)

TRUMPETS:

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TROMBONES:

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TUBA:

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TIMPANI:

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OTHER PERCUSSION:

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THIS 

I can vouch for the clarinet one personally. It’s so true. I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or join in.

I can vouch for the bassoon and oboe ones.

For Tempest, who I’m sure saw things similar to this.

this is entirely accurate.

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