#kirktheberk

[actuallyadhd]

Markiplier "evidence"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBYpYavlwbM

around 5:35

Thanks! I’ve added him to the Representation page!

—Elise

[actuallyadhd]

Recently, I've noticed that I have trouble speaking sometimes. Like, i'll trying to say a word or phrase and I'll accidentally switch letters and syllables around. It's only started happening fairly recently, but it's super embarrassing. Is this an ADHD thing?

If it only started recently, then it’s probably not specifically ADHD. Have you been hit in the head recently? If so, go to the hospital, please.

If it’s not a brain-injury thing, then look at your recent sleep patterns and stress levels. Sleep deprivation and stress can really mess with cognition.

—Elise

[myprofisproblematic]

"everyone's a little crazy, especially the ladies" - my "progressive" white boy sociology teacher

[professorspork]

I just caught up on Sleepy Hollow. I totally see what you're saying, there is a lot of Crane drama. But there's one really great episode that focuses on the Mills sisters and what happened to their mom (the Cranes are barely in this episode). Hawley is in it, but the focus is really on the sisters, and Capt. Irving to a lesser extent.

maybe i'll watch that one and pretend it's the finale

[lotad]

Why does everyone hate google glass?

its stupid and useless but that wasnt the point of that photoset 

[moniquill]

Hey, what is wrong with autism speaks? I saw your post about Lindt and I'm genuinely curious.

I refer you to http://goldenheartedrose.tumblr.com/post/17644810872/so-whats-the-problem-with-autism-speaks

[cadetkiirkmoved]

There was a lot of drama today involving my boyfriend and one of his friends, so it wasn't the best day ever. But I had a water polo game (we won!) and fried chicken for dinner, so those kind of made up for it.

i'm sorry there's drama in your life hun. D: i hope whatever it is cools down soon. and congrats hun! on winning the game! fried chicken is the best too lol! <3

[helllbounddean-archive]

Merry Christmas, Katy!

Hi, I'm your Secret Santa! I made this mini-fic for you, I hope you like it! Happy Holidays!

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   Katy glanced out the living room window that looked out onto her street. The sun had finally set and the sky was painted with shades of orange, red, and pink which would soon dissolve into blue and black. Some of the neighbors were turning on their Christmas lights, so she decided to go take a walk look at the rows of lit-up houses. She put on her boots and stepped outside, grinning as she felt the thin layer of snow crunch underneath her foot.   

   Just as she rounded the corner onto the next street, a strange noise pierced the otherwise silent evening. Words could never do the noise justice, but if Katy had to describe it, she would say it sounded a bit like a vacuum cleaner being turned on, “wvhhhhhr, wvhhhhhhr, wvhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhr.” Katy spun around, startled, and frantically searched for the source of the sound. Suddenly, as if it had appeared out of thin air, she saw a blue box in the front yard of one house. It was made of wood, painted deep blue, and had the words “POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX” written at the top.

   Once it stopped making the noise, Katy approached the box cautiously. She timidly reached out her hand and tapped the door with her finger. As soon as she took her hand away, the door swung open. Katy, who had not been expecting that, let out a small yelp, fell backwards, and landed right on her bottom. She looked up and saw a man standing in the doorway, who extended his hand to her.

   “Are you alright?” he asked, his tone a mixture of amusement and genuine concern.  Katy took the mysterious man’s hand and he helped the confused girl to her feet. At this point, she could see the man’s face clearly. He looked no older than 30, yet his eyes looked unspeakably old. His lips were pulled back into a half-smile. “What’s your name?”

   “Katy”, she managed to say, still completely stunned by his sudden appearance.

   “Katy! Katy, Katy, Katy… what a lovely name!” He repeated her name as if testing it on his tongue.  His demeanor had transformed from mysterious stranger to ridiculously cheery and his smile went from a smirk to a full-blown grin. Realizing that he was still clutching Katy’s hand, he quickly shook it and introduced himself. “Hello, Katy. I’m The Doctor! Could you tell me what year this is?”

   Katy was baffled by the question, how could someone not know what year it was? And what kind of name was The Doctor? “2013, it’s Christmas Eve…”

  “Yes, I can see that.” The Doctor replied as he gazed at the row of decorated houses. “Christmas, what a lovely holiday! No one does Christmas quite like the planet Earth… except maybe Eprora VI. Now they know how to party!” He looked back at Katy, who was obviously confused. “Would you like to see it?”

   Katy took a step back, “see what?”

   “Eprora VI, on Christmas Eve. It’s an amazing sight!” He gestured to the blue box behind him.

   “What is that?” Katy asked as she stared at the box.

   “It’s my TARDIS, well; it’s a bit hard to explain. Step inside, I’ll show you.” He snapped his fingers and the door opened, light flooding out from the doorway. Katy’s jaw dropped as she stepped forward to get a better look inside. She knew it was probably a bad idea, talking to this strange man who talked about Christmas on other planets, going inside his mysterious blue box that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere; she knew it was probably dangerous. She didn't care, something inside Katy told her to trust the man who called himself The Doctor. She looked back once, out into the night toward her house. She was reminded of how mundane, how boring her life was. Maybe a little danger would do her good. She smiled and stepped inside…

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Thank you so much! I love it!