(( This is an Independent RP blog/ ask for 10th Doctor. It is an AU where he survived the events of The End of Time, but he can play from any point in his timeline. ))
The Elephant’s Trunk nebula, formally known as IC1396A, is a cloud of gas and dust located 2400 light years from Earth in the constellation Cepheus. The Elephant Trunk is part of a larger region of ionized gas illuminated by a nearby massive O-type star (located outside the image to the left). Radiation and winds from this hot star compress and ionize the edges of cloud, resulting in the bright “ionization fronts” seen in this image.
Young stars at very different stages of formation have been found both within and just outside the Elephant’s Trunk. Very young protostars, still accreting material from the surrounding nebula, are located inside the cloud, while fully formed stars have been found just in front of the ionization edges. This suggests that star formation has been proceeding sequentially through the cloud as a result of the ‘triggering’ effects of the hot star (Barentsen, 2011). On the order of 5% of the mass of gas and dust in the cloud has already been turned into protostars (Reach, 2004), and the process is continuing today.
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Image credit: Nick Wright (University of Hertfordshire, SAO), Geert Barentsen (University of Hertfordshire, Armagh Observatory
The best misinterpretation of Christmas ever.
all this from a man in a bowtie
AND STEVEN MOFFAT DECIDED TO BRING IT BACK
I’m pretty sure Steven Moffat payed absolutely no attention to this scene when he wrote the anniversary
Still a better episode than this one. Deal with it.
Speak for yourself. That’s a subjective opinion, not an objective fact. YOU don’t love The End of Time, but many people do—my entire family adores it. Personally, I’d rather watch it a hundred times than have to sit through The Day of the Doctor one more time. Parts of the latter were funny, but it wasn’t as emotionally compelling or as well written as The End of Time. I’ve rewatched The End of Time several times. I have no inclination to watch The Day of the Doctor again.
Objective fact vs. subjective opinion. Learn to tell the difference.
Moffat’s characterization of Queen Elizabeth I, for one, was offensive and appalling. I don’t think I could stomach watching that again. She’s always been a hero of mine, and to see her turned into a horny teenager, the butt of so many jokes…was upsetting. To the point where I couldn’t really enjoy much of the rest because I was so furious about it. It says a lot about Moffat, I think, that he managed to turn an incredible woman like Queen Elizabeth, who had to deal with fairly extreme levels of patriarchal oppression and sexual abuse, into a laughingstock because of her sexuality (female sexuality! hahaha isn’t it hilarious!), while turning despicable, twisted men like Winston Churchill and Richard Nixon into sympathetic, well-meaning heroes, their sexuality never even mentioned.
Again…speak for yourself.
Space the Final Frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
I KNEW IT. THIS IS NOW MY FAVORITE POST.
look at his curious lil face
The End of Time Part 1
Don’t touch my trainers
It wasn’t that Tony hadn’t heard him coming. It was that he’d gotten tired of the tension that had build up between them. He was tired of wanting his hands on the Doctor’s body, ripping the man’s suit off. He’d botten tired of closing his eyes and imagining the man’s fingers trailing down his chest and gripping him until he bucked. Yeah, it was about time to change that. And Tony was going to make sure it happened.
He hadn’t exactly messed the shoes up. He’d just messed with them. He’d untied them, replaced the laces, let a little bit of dirt get on the whites. Just enough to get the man going. Just enough to get him to ask questions and poke for an answer. He knew how much he was attached to those shoes even if it made absolutely no sense. So when the Doctor stepped in and began questioning things, Tony just stood there, bent over his desk drawing away at a blue print. All he had to do was wait. All it would take was that little bit of a spark.
And then he smirked.
Something in the Doctor’s voice changed and Tony couldn’t help but perk up and finally turn to face the man, the smirk slipping to a full on grin as he shook his head. He knew what was coming. Of course he knew what was coming. And there was no getting away from it. No wanting to get away from it. He’d been waiting weeks for this build up, weeks for this break in tension. He wasn’t about to fuck it up now.
Tony’s hands immediately slid to the buttons of the Doctor’s shirt as his back hit a wall and their lips found each other. He groaned into the kiss, already so very hard from just waiting for him to get home. "I touch what’s in my lab." He purred, giving up with the buttons and just pulling the shirt apart so that his hands could wrap around
him, nails tearing at his back as he ground his hips against the Doctor’s.