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Emily: I LOVE YOU MORE THAN NUTELLA AND PRETZEL STICKS AND ROSE TYLER AND SWINGSETS

Emily: and that's a lot, by the way

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 #okay but honestly #are all of you paying attention to how perfect nili is #it is tumblr after dark and she made a post about david tennant's inability to blink like a person #and it already has like three hundred notes #AND COME ON #DO YOU HONESTLY THINK ANYONE ELSE COULD PULL THAT OFF #NO #THEY CAN'T #BECAUSE NILI IS A FUCKING STAR #AND SOMEDAY#IF I'M LUCKY #I WILL HAVE THE PRIVILEGE OF BEING NILI'S WIFE / COOK / LIVE-IN SEX SLAVE#AND I WILL BE GRATEFUL FOR THE OPPORTUNITY #casually praising nili via a post about a scottish salmon

SOBBING BECAUSE EMILY EXISTS AND EVERYONE SHOULD GO FOLLOW HER, I DEMAND IT.

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You're like the David Tennant of tumblr. Amazingly good at everything you do, hilarious, famous, yet so modest about it all. Everyone knows about your blog and would know who I'm talking about if I say Nili. For goodness sakes, there are 21 people on your blog right now! You were one of the first blogs that I followed and I'm so glad that you're on tumblr :)

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What Jess Skypes Me When I'm Away

Jess: NILIIII

Jess: OR NOT NILI

Jess: THAT IS THE QUESTION

Jess: WHETHER 'TIS NOBLER IN THE MIND TO SUFFER

Jess: THE SLINGS AND ARROWS OF OUTRAGEOUS BLOGGING

Jess: OR TO TAKE ARMS AGAINST A SEA OF ANGSTY PHOTOSETS

Jess: AND BY REBLOGGING, END THEM:

Jess:: TO CREY, TO HAVE SANITY NO MORE

Jess: AND BY A FANGASM, TO SAY WE END THE LONELINESS

Jess: AND THE THOUSAND NATURAL SHOCKS THAT NOT BEING PART OF A FANDOM IS HEIR TO?

Jess: 'THIS A CONSUMMATION DEVOUTLY TO BE WISHED.

Jess: TO WRITE IN ALL CAPS TO BLOG...

Jess: TO BLOG, PERCHANCE TO REBLOG...

Jess: AY, THERE'S THE RUB, FOR IN THAT BLOG OF FANDOM, WHAT REBLOGS MAY COME,

Jess: WHEN WE HAVE REBLOGGED ALL THIS EMOTIONAL DOCTOR/ROSE,

Jess: MUST GIVE US PAUSE

Jess: okay

Jess: i'm just gonna stop now

Jess: because you are away, and you are going to come back and be like, "omg i am never talking to jess again what a weirdo"

Jess: HAVE A NICE LIFE, NILI. DO THAT FOR ME.

Jess: sobs

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ohmytardis submitted: 

Smooth Criminal Nili 

As She Opened The Computer It Was The Day Of A New Chapter On That Great Ten/Rose Fic She Grabbed The Tissues Ready She Was Prepared For Heartburn She Could See She Was Unable  To Handle All The Feelings She Was Struck Down, It Was Her Doom  Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK  Are You OK, Nili Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK  Are You OK, Nili? Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK?  Are You OK, Nili?  Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You Ok, Are You Ok, Nili?  (Nili Are You OK?)  (Will You Tell Us That You're OK?)  (There's A New Fic On Your Tabs)  (Is She Prepared For Another One?)  (She Started To Read It)  (She Dropped On The Floor)  (Then She Ran Into The Bedroom)  (You Were Struck Down By Ten Too)  (It Was Your Doom)  Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK?  Are You OK Nili?  Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK?  Are You OK Nili?  Nili Are You OK?  So, Nili Are You OK?  Are You OK Nili?  You've Been Hit By  You've Been Hit By A Ten/Rose Fic

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kjsdhfjkgdlfhgkjsdfhgkjhsdfkjghlskjdhflgkjshdfljkghueiknfghuiaejfkSDhrks you guys SPOIL ME SO MUCH WHY ARE YOU ALL SO PERFECT THANK YOU SO MUCHHHHHH.

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GUYS KRIS WROTE ME FANFICTION

onepersonarmy:

“Nili!” The Doctor shouted as the ground suddenly rumbled and debris dropped, filling up the hall between the two.

“I’m fine, Doctor!” Nili shouted, coughing from the dust. She looked at the chunks of ceiling separating the two. “I can’t see a way through this…”

“Then go around a different way; I’ll meet you back at the TARDIS!” The Doctor shouted as the ship rumbled again. “And hurry! I doubt this ghost ship can survive this battlefield for much longer!” He yelled over to her. She nodded, forgetting he couldn’t see her for a moment.

“See you there!” Nili shouted, turning around and backtracking through the corridors. As she stumbled her way through the halls, she managed to find a map or something of the spaceship.

“Okay, TARDIS, here…” She muttered, pointing at parts in the map. Nili continued to think out loud, which was probably the only reason for the next few things to occur.

“Hello?! Is someone there?!” Nili was shaken out of her thoughts as she heard a voice from the other end of the corridor. “Help! Get me out!” She glanced back at the map for a moment before racing down to the door where the voice was coming from.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” She shouted, the door opening smoothly. As soon as it did, Nili couldn’t help but gape at the spectacle before her. It wasn’t the situation the owner of the voice was in. It was what she saw on the other side of the glass, opened up to space, and the display of war she saw before her. Chunks of ships floated uselessly, blasts and short-lived fireballs were tossed about, but worst of all, tons of bodies and body parts were strewn across the battlefield, dotting the skyline like stars.

“Over here!” She tore her eyes away from the sight, turning to a red-skinned man with purple fish-fin ears, donning a white dress shirt and black pants. His yellow eyes were wide with fear and his hands were cuffed to the railing of the bridge. She could see a huge patch of dried blood adorning his forehead, but she couldn’t help but feel confused as to how he was still here if that was the case.

“How the hell are you still alive? I thought this was supposed to be a ghost ship.” Nili said, inspecting the cuffs to see if she could actually do anything.

“This is a ship of Enorians. When our species gets into a fatal situation, we go into a period of hibernation.” He explained quickly. Nili looked around the bridge, looking for any sort of blunt object she could smash the cuff chains with.

“Move aside.” She muttered at him, readying the end of a pipe that was scattered across the floor. “How long, and how did it happen?” The Enorian made a face of disdain, one completely unrelated to the fact that she was slamming the pipe very close to his clawed hands.

“Space pirates.” He spat out. “They raided the ship, made me show them to where we keep some of the valuables safe after killing most of the crew, including the captain, and handcuffed me here. Our hibernation cycles differ, but I’ve always had a shorter cycle…I guessed we’ve been floating out here for at least five days. Ow!” He hissed as she accidently crushed his hand, at the same time breaking the cuffs.

“Sorry!” She retorted quickly, wincing as he gripped his hand. Nili then asked the question that would probably kill her the most. “How many people are still on the ship?” She asked warily.

“Well…most. At the very least, 300 families alone, not counting the crew, engineers, or staff.” Nili winced. She had been planning to run right out of here and straight to Space Florida, their original destination. Now…this doesn’t really seem worth it. She looked to the bridge, eyeing the systems and their flickering power statuses.

“Is it possible for the ship to still fly?”

The Doctor paced within the TARDIS, getting worried and anxious very quickly. It was a bad idea to leave Nili alone in the first place…while she didn’t get lost easily, she definitely got distracted easily. Not to mention with the huge war going on out there, things would be getting very hairy if they didn’t leave soon. Suddenly, there was a huge rumbling, as if a large engine was trying not to break apart and explode. It was definitely getting very dangerous. The Doctor turned to the TARDIS’s console, starting up a scan for signs of life. She was the only person on board after all, other than himself. It wouldn’t be that….what?

“What? But…that can’t be, I did this test only fifteen minutes ago…” He ran the test again, only to get even more confusing results. On the ship, there were six signs of life - one in the engine rooms, one on the bridge, and the others scattered throughout suites within the ship. He felt the same rumble again, only to be jerked from the console, to the side. He knew that feeling…the ship was moving at high speed. But…that was impossible! He started working on getting a connection to the communication on the bridge. Finally, after a very annoying period of time buffering, he got a visual. One that should not have surprised him in the least.

“Doctor!” He was caught between laughing, groaning, and just plain confusion.

“Wha- Nili…You’re driving the ship!” He shouted. On the other end, he could see her smile uneasily.

“Well Finiq had his hand crushed by a pipe - which was completely not my fault - and he had his head bashed by pirates. I might as well. Besides…not that hard…” She chuckled humorlessly.

“What happened to meeting up at the TARDIS? I waited here for five minutes!” The ship rumbled again, making her very nearly lose her balance.

“Change of plans, Doctor - there are over 300 people still likely alive on this ship. Finiq told me they’re Enorians - they go through a hibernation that I guess can’t be picked up by a normal scan for life.” She explained. Oh. Well that would definitely explain it.

“Nili!” Shouted a voice from the door in the bridge. “We got a problem!” The ship rocked with another rumble.

“What?” She shouted over her shoulder.

“I can’t access the engine room! The doors are dead-locked, and all the other paths have collapsed!” Nili groaned very loudly. 

“C’mon! Finiq, there had to be…” Nili suddenly whipped her head to face directly at the screen.

“Doctor, isn’t the TARDIS right next to the engines?” He grinned at her implication.

“Yes Nili. Yes they are. Be right back!” He shouted, jumping over the small staircase and slamming open the TARDIS door.

Nili watched as the Doctor’s face exited the screen, focusing her gaze back onto the area she had to pass. Finiq told her that the navigation system was luckily working, so they could very easily get back to Enor, his home planet. However, the engines were at 1/4 power, and the shields were at 29%. They were lucky that the manual steering system was even working, so Finiq immediately had Nili take the wheel, while he tried to get the power up. The ship jerked once more from shockwaves in the battle not too far away.

“You sure you can do this?” Finiq asked, glancing at the sky through the glass windows, the path ahead looking very bleary and very dangerous.

“Can’t be much different from Star Fox 64.” She said, leaning forward as she again attempted to increase speed. “Can we get communication to the engine room?” She inquired, not even glancing at him as she focused to avoid the floating debris.

“Uh…” He started pressing buttons on the consoles, until finally they could hear static and the loud cursing of the man down there.

“Doctor?” Another loud curse. “How do the engines look?” She shouted, flinching as a blazing ball of fire flew right above her sights.

“Everything’s well…rubbish. I can get the shield power to 68%, but I think I can only make the power go up to 40%, at the very most. Even so, that’s pushing it.” She hissed out a curse as the fire being shot between the two armies increased. Suddenly, an idea grew into her mind

“What about some sort of explosion that we can self-generate? Is there anything that can help propel us forward to, at the very least, get us out of this warfield faster?” There was a long silence on the Doctor’s end as he contemplated this.

“Finiq, do you have core cell processor containers?” The Enorian shrugged, thinking. “The only type of core cells we have are the Qualin energy cylinders, but it’s for medicine, not explosives.” The Doctor suddenly laughed.

“That’s actually perfect! Qualin energy can produce a shockwave when suddenly exposed to the pressures and heat of the Poirad Galaxy.” Finiq’s face lit up as he realized their luck. “With a large enough supply thrown out to space, we can create a big enough boost to the ship to get out quickly - I just need to up the shields to 50% at the very least. Finiq, you have to get as many cylinders as you can and put them into the airlocks. Release them all from the bridge when I tell you to!” He shouted, just as Finiq raced out. “Nili, keep driving, and whatever you do…don’t crash. I did promise you Space Florida, after all.” Nili laughed bitterly, gripping the handles of the steering tightly.

“Thanks for the support Doctor.” She said as the com crackled and all sound disappeared. She was left with the muffled sounds of battle from outside, and she steeled herself to focus. However, that still didn’t help her nerves. 

“Well then.” She muttered, taking one hand off the wheel and reaching into her pockets. “Silence simply won’t do.” She pulled out her iPod, blasted the speakers, and refocused her attention on steering as she heard the very classic and perfect music for going through a warzone.

“You ain’t nuttin’ but a hound dog~ Crying all the time~” She felt herself bob her head with the music, relinquishing any doubts or fear she had in flying a huge non-warship through an extreme and dangerous firefight. Only with Elvis, my friend. Only with Elvis.

Finiq was back before she knew it, not questioning the song that was going on - Rolling in the Deep - but she had to turn it off as the communications crackled back to life.

“Finiq, do you have the airlocks ready to unload?!” The Doctor shouted. Finiq pressed a few buttons before looking back to the coms speakers.

“Yes Doctor!” Static filled the speakers again as the Doctor replied.

“Nili, be ready to drive through! It’s going to become very fast very quickly and it’ll be difficult to control your steering, so be prepared!” A few second’s pause as Nili took a deep breath, waiting for the command that would turn all responsibility to her.

“Now, Finiq!” The Enorian pulled down a lever, and for a long second, nothing happened. Blood pounded in Nili’s ears as she waited for the boost, hand on the lever controlling the speed of the ship. All of a sudden, everything jerked forward, and Nili was glad for her prepared stance, for it was a strong force, and she could barely hold on to the wheel and up the manual speed of the ship. As soon as she went as high as she could go, she grasped the wheel once more and started showing off what passed for her steering. To be honest, for a first-timer, she was doing considerable well. However, she was freaking out slightly at all the fire from the battle surrounding them came rushing past as the ship went by. Nili was only a little afraid at the possibility that it could hit the glass and potentially kill her and Finiq within second. But to be honest…she was thinking more along the lines of ‘if I can’t do it, if I die, who’s going to help these 300 other people on this ship right now?’. Nili’s face refused to break its determined mask and let herself crumple into a wallowing mess of fear instead of helping these people who were more defenseless than she was right then. Her eyes flickered to Finiq’s face, which was twisted into an attempt to hide his own fear. Dammit, even the one with proper training at this crap was afraid. Well…if no one else was, she would be. Her mouth tightened into a thin line in her concentration, weaving between debris and fire as she exited the battlefield at an extreme speed. What felt like hours for her dodging everything was actually a few minutes, as soon all they could see ahead of them was clear space, and Nili let herself lose the mask and instead smile at their victory.

“We’re out!” She whooped, jumping at the wheel. “We did it!” She glanced at Finiq, smiling fiercely, to see that he himself had a look of extreme relief on his face. 

“Nili, you are definitely going to Space Florida after this…” She spun around to see that the Doctor had moved the TARDIS to the bridge, and was leaning against the doors. “How’d you…” Finiq started, instead being interrupted by the hiss of doors opening.

“What just happened?!” A very exhausted and roughed-up Enorian suddenly demanded from the doors, grasping at them for balance. “Why is there a young girl at the wheel of the ship?!” Nili suddenly felt herself become very sheepish, even while the grin refused to be taken off her face.

“Private Ganhor, this is Nili and the Doctor.” Finiq addressed the man. Slowly, he started explaining the story, right from the space pirates, to when he woke up, to the evacuation, to the present. Ganhor’s face continued to contort between surprise, confusion, and amazement.

“Little Miss, you sincerely did all that?” He asked, looking to Nili, who’s position at the wheel was taken over by the Doctor.

“300 people would die otherwise. What else was I supposed to do?” She countered, shrugging. “And Doctor…” She turned to him. “I think it’s time we get going. You did promise me Space Florida.” She said reluctantly.

“You sure?” Finiq asked. She nodded, and the Doctor let Ganhor take the wheel. “If that’s the case…then thank you, Nili. You saved our lives.” Nili ran over and hugged him.

“It was nice to meet you.” She said, breaking away and turning to the TARDIS, following the Doctor in. She turned once she had her foot in, however, to see Finiq in a salute, Ganhor in the same gesture. She smiled and nodded, entering and closing the door behind her.

“Space Florida, home to Disney, Universal, and Hogsmeade, where do you want to visit first?” 

SOBBING BECAUSE THIS IS INSANELY LONG AND MUST HAVE TAKEN YOU FOREVER TO WRITE AND JFC I FUCKING LOVE YOU YOU PERFECT HUMAN BEING WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE SUCH WONDERFUL FOLLOWERS DJKFHGKJDFGJKKJDFGKDFJGDKJFG

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I think you're probably the queen of tumblr. at least the queen of all the people I follow. from what I can tell, you're the coolest ever. I would watch a reality show about your blog. LONG LIVE THE QUEEN

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