In Which I Refuse To Call It "Labor Day"

As it is a holiday weekend (apparently), I'm not expecting very many people to read this. So I shall wait until it's not Labor and Delivery day to pour my knowledge out upon the interwebs. And to those reading this on Labour, Conservative and Liberal Democrats day weekend (yes, that was a British political party joke), fear not. I bring unto you cute animals in cups.

This is my cup of tea. It's a bunny pun. A bun-pun. I'm good at this.
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I have a case of squee now.
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Doctor Who Headcanon, Involving Face Caterpillars

(11 pic from here, 12 pic from here, edit by me.)

I have a theory. A headcanon. A possible occurrence of events that may or may not have happened. A thing I thought up, basically.

After having such a young doctor, the writers chose an older, more mature, less bowtie-y doctor for the next regeneration. Twelve has the things that 11 didn't. In that same respect, 11 had things that 12 doesn't (so far).

Eleven was always kissing people. Twelve isn't even a hugger.

I found it very hard to take 11 seriously, as he was always the guy in the fez. Twelve demands we take him seriously from the start by asking us to figure out if the robot guy jumped or was pushed.

Twelve is clearly a man, while 11 always remained a goofy, little boy.

Twelve has some wicked eyebrows. Eleven has none. *see pic above*

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Yeah. I know you probably started reading this with the expectation of a brill headcanon, with some unseen connection between 11 and 12. But no. It's about the eyebrows, and what they represent. Twelve is being all the things 11 wasn't. And that's nothing against 11: it's just not who he is. And I think in a way that happens with all the doctors. I can't speak for the classic series, but...

Nine was very serious: Ten could let go.
Ten had his demons: Eleven was happy 99.9 % of the time.
Eleven was terminally joyful: Twelve seems to be more serious. 

The eyebrows are more than face caterpillars. They represent something larger: the fundamental change from doctor to doctor. The give and take from regeneration to regeneration. How they can be the same person, and oh so diffrent.

Also, face caterpillars. I want to pet them.

My Feels Through GIFS: The 12th Doctor

[SPOILERS, obv.]

It's time. Who time. 12 time. AHHHH. And when it started and I was all:

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AND THEN VASTRA, STRAX, AND JENNY. And I was all:

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Can we just give them their own show already?

When Clara was like, "Where's the Doctor? This guy he turned into is old. Do not want;" I was all:

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Grrr. What did I expect? She's just like wearing pants to me: I don't like it--never have, never will--and I can't wait to take them off/her to leave the show. Pants. Clara. Grrr. Did Rose act like this? No. In a fist fight, The Bad Wolf would beat up the Impossible Girl. Just sayin'. And Donna would just be so sassy in Clara's general direction that she'd fall over.

The dinosaur. I know she was supposed to be shocking, and scary, but all I could think was:

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Same thing with the lesbian lizard/human oxygen supplying kiss. It was meant to show love, and hope, and how DW has evolved, and all I could think was:

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Vastra, your 9 is showing.

My feels on 12, you ask? Well, I like him so far. It's hard to tell after just one ep. It takes a little while for each doctor to come into their own. Speaking of Doctors, Matt. FEELINGSSSSS. I made mum pause the show so I could just scream, "Moffat!" No joke. And I'm still a little:

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I JUST GOT OVER(ish) TRENZALORE. DIDN'T NEED MY HEART ANYWAY, MOFFAT.

"Yay, we get new Moffat Who!"  
10 minutes later
"WHY?!?"

I think we need a good name for Capaldi's eyebrows. Capeyebrows? Capildibrows? They're just so magnificent. I want to pet them. Did I say that out loud? *uses GIF to distract from how weird that was*

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Also, I want a Timelord rap-battle.

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"You can't handle all this wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff.
Linear progression is whack, yo." 

As you can tell, I don't listen to rap music.

I like the fact that this Doctor is a little older and more distinguished, not so much of the little boy we had with 11. But I do like that they kept some of the same quirks from the previous Doctors. And I like Capaldi as an actor. Overall, I liked the episode and I'm excited for more.

Happy Birthday, Misha!

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As you probably know, I'm a diehard Cas/Misha girl. I love him. He's so awkward, sweet, and badass. And given the chance, I would love him, and hug him, and call him Squishy.

But he has a wife. And children. And he's old enough to be my dad.

We don't talk about that.

Anyway, because it's my imaginary celebrity boyfriend's birthday, I thought I'd take a little time to bask in the Misha-y glory, and list some of the reasons why I love him so. Not all, of course  because than we'd be here all day.


1.  The ALS ice bucket challenge.
WE ARE JUST ONE TINY INFLATABLE HORSE AWAY FROM NAKED MISHA. I repeat, JUST. ONE. TINY. INFLATABLE. HORSE. AWAY. 

2. Cas season 4 "I-just-woke-up-this-beautiful" hair.
'Nuff said.

3. His voice and eyes.
Why must you be so perfect?

4. The cross-dressing.
I think he can pull off a mini-skirt better than I can.

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5. He's decided that his spirit animal is a She-llama.
And he's not wrong.

6. That he so does ship Destiel.
And there's no denying it.

7. When you Google "Misha Collins is...," the first thing that comes up is "... Awesome."
The internet. She has her priorities straight.

8. Cooking Fast & Fresh with West!
If he's not the next iron chef, I'm a watermelon. (Hint: I'm not a watermelon.)

9. How nice he is to the fans.
Other than the time he threw Gummy-bears at the queue waiting for autographs. But, you know they still have the Gummy-bears. *sigh*

10. How close he is with J2.
I can just imagine the Christmas dinners. 

And, many, many more. One day I will meet him. If I have to win GISHWHES, go to Comic-Con, or I get/force the writers to write me into the show as Bobby Singer's illegitimate daughter, I will.  I also want to have a sleepover with Oprah. But that'll have to wait 'till I'm famous.

Ships: Why It Gotta Be Gay?

SHIPITSHIPITSHIPITSHIPIT
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So, I was talking with my mum about ships, and I was listing most of the ships I ship and she asked, "It seems like the majority of ships are gay. Why do you think that is?"
Well. I have several theories.
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1.
The Fandoms don't care about little things like gender, sexuality, good/evil, different beliefs, and other things that classically keep couples apart.

Most ordinary people might say, "But, they're not gay," and then the fandoms be like:

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. WHEN HAS THAT STOPPED US BEFORE, MORTAL? GAY LOVE CAN PIERCE THROUGH THE VEIL OF DEATH AND SAVE THE DAY. FEAR OUR SHIPS!"

Any then they run away. Far, far, away.

2.
The Fandoms can look past it all. We can look past the whole #NotGay thing and see into the souls of the couple, and if they fit together from there, and not just on the surface level. I think that's also why there is such a potential for crossover ships: we see who's good together, and not just who could be together.

3.
There are a lot more men then women as main characters. So, we just have more M/M material to work with. *Superwholock example time*
Sherlock: 5 boys, 3 girls not counting Mary.
Supernatural: 6 boys not counting Kevin, 4 girls, and no girls that aren't dead right now.
Doctor Who: Crapton of both.

The only female+ show I could think of off the top of my head was BtVS, with 7 girls and 4 boys. But, Joss Whedon is just awesome.


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So, yeah. Ship it,  little fanlings. Ship it ALL!

Top Ten: Destiel Fan-Art

I love Destiel. It's just so... Gah.  I don't know how to explain it. They're just so good together. And even if you don't ship it, or deny the never-ending awkward glances of unexplored romantic potential, you can't deny that Dean+Castiel is an fantastic pair. Romantic or not.

10.

"My little angel with a shotgun."
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9.

I'll never let go. Never.
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8.

I hope the baby's name is Bobby-God. After their fathers.
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7.

Love me some photoshop.
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6.

The knuckles say "Sammy," and the fingers say "1 Cas."
Attention to detail. It matters.
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 5.

I can't--
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4.

I think we all know who he shares a more profound bond with.
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3.

THEY BOTH HAVE WINGS. I REPEAT THEY BOTH HAVE WINGS.
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2.

They're *falling* for each other. Too soon?
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1.

Passing a little time on those long, cold nights in purgatory.
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Hello FanStuffs, Goodbye Money: Gooooo Team Fandom!

***I HAVE NOT BEEN PAID TO SAY THINGS***

So I'm homeschooled and going into high school this year. And everybody's like:

"What about prom? And chemistry? How will you meet people? Do you have friends? How will you date? Do you get graded on a curve because your mom teaches you? Are you socialized? Can you read and write without help? Are you gonna mass murder people because you never went to public school? But what about prom, though?"

 Oy.

In case you are asking yourself any of these: I'll go to prom with my homeschooling group; I'll prob take chem with my homeschooling group, too. I meet people at church, the library, archery lessons, and through my fandom stuff. Yes, I have friends. 99.9 % of the people in my town are un-dateworthy to my standards, public school or not. No, Mum doesn't go easy on me because I came out of her body. Yes, I'm a mindless mole person scared of light, white foods, and sarcasm. Me ready-writey gooood. I might murder the next person to ask me a stupid homeschooling question. And yes, by Stormageddon Dark Lord of All, I'm gonna get to go to prom.

And, hey--no public school, no hell-mouth worries! Always a plus.

Anyway, I've been noticing that my friends who are in high school have Letterman jackets.

Like all of them.

Even the ones who are sports-challenged like me. And that was something I'd never thought about. I mean, I have no interest in football or basketball or baseball or... other ball sports. And until roller derby, sumo wrestling, and/or caber tossing pick up in the deep South, I'm out of luck on the jacket front. And it was kinda bumming me out. And then I found the most glorious thing.

It's a Letterman jacket. It's a Doctor Who Letterman jacket. And it's not a gazillon dollars. And it comes in my size.

So in other words...

MummmmHummmmm
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They have most of the doctors' numbers (no 8 1/2, boo), and custom jackets. I'm also thinking I might get one that says "Sunnydale High" across the back, because why not? (Also temped to get one of these that says, "Future Mrs. Misha Collins," because also why not?)

The links to the DW50 and DW10 are here(50) and here(10); the link to the homepage is here, and the link to the custom men's and women's are here(w) and here(m).

Jarsen, The Fandom Panda, and Friends

(Pic from here, edit by me, Jarsen by Jarsen)

**THIS POST IS NOT SPONSORED OR APPROVED BY THE DEPARTMENT OF BIRD REHABILITATION**

Jarsen is not allowed to leave the house (tune in next month for the 14 squirrels, pint of ice cream, and neon Volvo story), and he was spending too much of his time watching TV. And don't get me wrong: I support his fandom activities completely, but I thought he needed something to do besides watch TV and eat bamboo cheetos. (Also, I do not recommend eating bamboo cheetos unless you are a fandom panda, just so you know.)  So we had to go about finding him an appropriate form of entertainment. Which is harder to do than you might guess. All Jarsen wanted to do was sign up for GISHWHES teams, and write naughty, naughty, Lestrolly fan-fic. What really sealed the deal was his search history: flights to Cardiff and blatantly NSFP (Not Safe For Pandas) Captain Jack/Castiel Winchester Fan-art.

I've seen things...
That can never be unseen. 

A more safe for panda/Less Capt. Jack's naked arse activity had to be found. So after a good amount of searching, I found and enrolled Jarsen in the Department of Bird Rehabilitation (DBR) penpal program. Now that Jarsen is deeply in love with the program, he wanted me to take a little time to share his friends' stories as they have both been wrongly accused and convicted.

 Edmond's story

Edmond going off to school.
(Pic from here,
edit by me, Edmond by Edmond)

Edmond Terence Blankenship IV
Cell block H
Accused of: Murder 1

Edmond's father runs the Penguin mob. It's horrible really: from the time Edmond was just a hatching, his father tried to force him into the "family business." His family's business was not saving people and hunting things. No, his family is the leading supplier in the South Pole of Midnight Snow, the most notorious illegal drug abused by penguins (think Penguin meth). You can see from the picture here that Edmond's interests lay elsewhere and that he wasn't like all the other penguins. They marched soundlessly, mindlessly thru the snow, while Edmond frolicked. Hat on his head, scarf on his neck, and hope in his chest, Edmond wanted to be a poet, not a drug lord. So as soon as Edmond was old enough, he left the nest and the "family business" behind.

Two years passed peacefully. Then one evening there was a loud banging at the door and the police swept in to arrest Edmond for his father's murder. He was convicted on the basis of very limited circumstantial evidence: a feather at the murder scene that came from a biological relative of Edmond's father. (Alas, the analysis of penguin DNA is still a fledgling science at the South Pole Police and Forensics Administration.) Knowing Edmond's disapproval of the family business, the police assumed Edmond was the murderer. And he has no alibi as he was at home alone at the time of the murder watching Doctor Who. Now Edmond sits in his cell, watching, waiting for justice to come. (Jarsen thinks the murderer was Edmond's oldest brother Tony, who took over the "family business" after their father died, and who had been very outspoken about that desire.) Edmond was recently moved to the DBR's Iceland facility. He has filed an appeal asking for a more thorough DNA analysis and hopes his appeal will be heard soon.

Steve's story

Steve on his 12th escape attempt.
(Pic from here, edit by me, Steve by Steve)

John Steven Berkowitz
Cell block A, solitary
Accused of: Bank Robbery

Steve is a birds' rights activist--the whole red paint in the chicken nugget boxes, "Never Say Fry," etc. His journey began when he fell off a chicken truck on its way to the KFC factory. He manged to wiggle his way out, but his brother was not so lucky. After a healthy amount of grieving, Steve decided to take action: he joined The Birds' Rights Activists of the Greater Brooklyn Area (BRAGBA), and began his life anew.

A radical group of geese tried to take over BRAGBA in late summer 2013 to no avail. But when those same geese robed a bank, they framed BRAGBA. After his conviction, Steve escaped on his way to the New York State Bird Prison. Then after being captured, he escaped again. And again. Every time he escapes they find him and throw him back in jail. That might have been because he'd stop for photo ops. After 18 different jails and a long talk with his lawyer, Steve found his way to the DBR's New Jersey facility at the first of this year. He has only tried to escape 8 times in the last 6 months, so that's a win. He's in for 5 more years, but is up for release if there's overcrowding.



So there you have Jarsen's pen pals. Isn't their situation just a shame? I've cleared it with Mum that  they can come live with us when they get out. It seems to me that the letter writing is helping both the birds and Jarsen. I can only hope that all birds in rehabilitation have friends as good as Jarsen. Sigh.

Favorite Fan Videos: BBC Sherlock

I don't know if it was the search terms I was using whilst looking up Sherlock FanVids or what, but I found some weird stuff. Like really cray-cray. Like this and this. (some NSFW language) *hiatus intensifies* I don't know what even happened with those. Bad internet. It's amazing and painful. It's like... I can't even. Although, I want a sexy, naughty, bitchy gay boyfriend now. I did find some good ones too, so all is not lost.

Greg is my 50+ crush.

5.

JUST HUG IT OUT ALREADY. GRR

4.

Here, allow me to ship that for you. 

3.

#FallFeels

2.

This is perf. No words. Can't. Nope.

1.

I was just realizing that I'm a blogger who is blogging about a blogger who blogs about a consulting detective with a blog. Very blog. Much words. Wow.