I’m sending this to the 2012 Olympics
excellent
You beautiful, wonderful human being.
YES
This is a big fat WIN
Want a bigger win? They responded:
I made these TARDIS cupcakes for my birthday today. They’re blueberry cupcakes with vanilla icing. (and lots of glitter, because glitter is GOOD) :)
I just may end up blogging this entire series… It’s amazing. Just AMAZING.
I love fanfic. I love gif-fic more than fanfic.
Normally I wouldn’t bother putting this up, because everyone would have seen it. But considering that it only has 301 views right now, maybe everyone hasn’t.
Doctor Who. Season Seven Trailer.
“Do I know you?”
Merlin had been gone for days. Arthur was at that point where he was just beginning to tear his hair out— you know, where he flings swords at his knights, rather than wields them, where he kicks over Pendragon banners because how long has this been here GOD it is in the WAY. He had been on three different trips with his knights, growing in number each time. Gaius couldn’t even begin to point in a direction, and no one else had seen him later than Arthur had, that night.
“Well I didn’t see the harm in referring to you as my friend! They were bandits, and you killed them, so what does it even matter!”
“You can’t go around calling the King of Camelot your friend, are you insane??” Arthur roared back.
“I don’t see what the big deal is, when you’ve called me that plenty of times in the past.” Merlin crossed his arms, leveling the man with a stare.
“Get out.” Arthur said, at once. “Get out, and don’t return until I say, all right?” He pointed at the door to make sure. “OUT!!”
Arthur hit a mailed palm against his head for the hundredth time that week. How on earth was he supposed to fix this? He finally called for a dismount, ordering Gwaine and Percival one way, Leon and Elyan another. He drew his sword and picked his own route. He owed it to Merlin to only ever be one half of their own pair, their own team.Trudging through the forest earned him nothing but reminders of having done little else for the past few days. He didn’t know where he was supposed to be looking, if anywhere, or even if Merlin wanted to be found.
When he heard the scrape of leaves and the twigs snap behind him, Arthur whirled, sword drawn, to see a familiar gangly shape, lumbering through the forest. “Mer—!” he called, but stopped short, eyes growing wide. His clothing was odd and bulky, and he walked with a sort of lost caper, as if he were desperately trying to locate himself in the confusing forest. Finally, the man’s eyes locked with Arthur’s, and he stopped.
“Oh my god.”
Arthur dropped his sword arm to his side, staring in disbelief at what could only be his friend, but whom surely wasn’t. “Do I… know you?” his words had the echo of a meeting long-past, and, by the looks of it, had the same effect on the man before him.
“You never find me.”
“What?”
“Merlin. He tries to transport himself far away, but then he— I— well…”
Arthur frowns, “What on earth are you talking about?”
Merlin looks at him, eyes wide with concern, “But I’m back now. I… I found you.” he tries a smile, the same smile on the same face on the same Merlin. He suddenly rushes to go on, though, as if he’s just remembered something. “I wasn’t alone… I had help.”
Behind Merlin, deep in the trees, Arthur hears a jolting zap that is foreign to his ears, and he spies something fairly large and definitely blue.
“Merlin…” he begins, still somewhat suspicious of the word, “Where have you been?”
TARDIS Ring
I was bored and made this. Its a TARDIS based ring with a tension set 1CT Princess Cut center stone. The three round stones is the Police Box sign, the two sets of four baguettes symbolize the windows, and a small princess cut below that to symbolize the instructions found on the front of the Police Box.
