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Just finished watching the Santa Clauses series I don’t know how to feel about it as an whole.

I did like they brought Bernard back but I wished he could’ve been in more then only one episode of the series..

#the santa clauses

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David Bowie as Jareth The Goblin King

Labyrinth (1986) 2 of 6

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Happy Birthday, Frodo Baggins and Bilbo Baggins (September 22)! And a very happy hobbit day!

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David Bowie as Jareth The Goblin King

Labyrinth (1986) 1 of 6

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#cutest liar David Tennant as Tenth Doctor Doctor Who (2005-)

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Jareth The Goblin King

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Labyrinth: Jareth’s Barn Owl —Aesthetic

Jareth’s Powers & Abilities

Although Jareth is a goblin with a human form, he can transform into a barn owl at will. He uses it to travel to the human world and spy on Sarah. There, Jareth is a little more restrained, but his only true weakness is how he can’t back out of a deal once its been made. As a fay, Jareth exists free from mortal concepts of time or conventional harm, thus he’s completely immortal. No matter where he goes, Jareth can easily manipulate crystal balls with his hands. In his own dimension, the Goblin King is considered all-powerful as he created the labyrinth and controls all within. Additionally, Jareth has telepathy, can defy gravity and can grant whatever desires with his own magic. He can also appear and disappear whenever he wishes in his realm.

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Every Incarnation of the Doctor

↪ Third Doctor

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Jon pertwee, katy manning and many more photos of the deamons behind the scenes

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“Hang on to your hat…”

Invasion of the Dinosaurs - season 11 - 1974

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Doctor Who Moodboard: Sixth Doctor (Colin Baker)

“In all my travelling throughout the universe, I have battled against evil, against power-mad conspirators. I should have stayed here. The oldest civilisation: decadent, degenerate, and rotten to the core. Power-mad conspirators, Daleks, Sontarans, Cybermen — they’re still in the nursery compared to us. Ten million years of absolute power. That’s what it takes to be really corrupt.”

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A Sixth Doctor Regeneration Moodboard

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BUSTER MOON from the new SING 2 trailer.

bonus:

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Percival Graves x Reader - A new Life

A/N: Requested by anon and damn I am proud of this little thing I wrote. Word Count: 926 Wanring: Mentions of toture and injuries GIF IS NOT MINE _______________________________________________________________________

“Will he be alright?” you asked the healer with worry as you looked at your husband laying on the hospital bed, eyes closed and breathing slowly. The healer looked at you with empathy, while he read of his folder he had in his hands. “Mrs. Graves, the injuries were fatal. We got him just in time, maybe he will be the same as before, maybe he won’t. Only time can tell.” he answered truthfully and you nodded at that, taking Percival’s hand in yours, your eyes fixed on his beaten face. If they only believed you, when you told them that something was wrong with your husband. You began to suspect something after the news hit that Grindelwald was seen in New York. You told Madam President that something was off with Percival, that he acted so cold and cruel, but she told you not to worry, that it was probably stress from work. Soon as the British man, Newt Scamander, revealed that Grindelwald had been using Percival’s face, you immediately started searching for him. You prayed that he was somewhere alive waiting for his rescue, even when the Aurors told you that the chances of him being alive were very slim, you still didn’t lose hope. As the healer said before, you had found him right on time. You didn’t want to imagine what would’ve happened when you didn’t arrive in time. A groan made you look up from his hand in yours, to his face and with a relieved smile you looked into his dark brown eyes. “(Y/N)…?” his voice was still hoarse but you didn’t care as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He winced a bit at the pain he felt and quickly you pulled away to examine him. “Oh, Percival, I was so worried.” you cried, holding his face in your hands. “I thought I lost you.” Slowly he brought one of his hands to your face wiped away the tears from your cheeks. “He didn’t hurt you.” he stated holding onto your hand that still rested on his face, ignoring your comment. “Where is he?” he asked in panic, looking around the room and you quickly shushed him. “Don’t worry about Grindelwald. He is locked up for good now.” Percival nodded at that, trying to get rid of the memories that came flooding back into his memories. - It took Percival a lot of time to recover. His body was tortured but the wounds healed good, this couldn’t be said to his soul. Whatever Grindelwald had done to him it robbed his magic. Grindelwald took his magic as if he would steal the favorite toy from a child. Without his magic he couldn’t continue his work at the MACUSA nor did he wanted to. So many bad memories drowned his mind every time he walked past the building and a shudder ran down his spine. “We should leave America.” Percival once said as you two ate dinner. Surprised at the words he spoke you looked at him. He didn’t let you say anything as he continued on. “We should have a long time ago. Leaving everything behind, forget all the bad things and start anew, like you always wanted to.” with a sigh you took his hand in yours and rubbed your thumb over the backside of his hand, feeling the roughness and the scars that littered his skin. “Percival, I…” you didn’t know what to say. Yes, it was true as you two married you wanted to leave America behind but Percival’s job stopped you and now that there was nothing holding you two back there was still this little voice in your head that warned you to stay where you were. “Let us start all over again, (Y/N), please.” the look in his eyes said everything. He was hurt and lost. You guided his hand to your lips and kissed it, eyeing the gold bend on his finger, with a light smile. “I will go to the end of the world with you.” you smiled. - It was clear that Percival had trouble to get used to a live without magic. Ever since his childhood, magic occupied him and now it was all gone. It was hard to get used to that. Everything he knew, everything he believed in, was gone, in a blink of an eye. The harbor was busy in the early mornings as Percival hold tightly onto the suitcase. His dark eyes wandered to the ship before him. A warm hand wrapped around his free hand and he ripped his gaze from the ship to your (Y/E/C) eyes. In the moment he laid his eyes on you he didn’t have any doubts about what he is going to do. “I am not sure if I can live like a No-Maj.” he whispered to you and you sighed, stepping in front of him. You dropped your suitcase to the ground and looked up at your husband. “First of all, they are called Muggles in Britain, second you are Percival Graves. There is nothing you can’t do. You don’t need magic to be amazing.” you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly. Slowly he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you closer, enjoying the feeling of your body enfolded in his. “Well, Mrs. Graves.” he said letting go of you and holding out his arm for you. “Off to a new life.” he muttered as he stepped onto the ship together with you, leaving America and his past behind.

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HAPPY EASTER 2022!

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god okay so i just saw that tweet from David Bowie’s son suggesting a Ziggy Stardust inspired animated movie directed by the guy who did Spiderverse… possibly even written by Neil Gaiman… I didn’t know I needed this but now it’s all I want.

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