has this been done
Endlessly entertained by what Jon Spacer looks like from the outside. He talks to himself. He works almost exclusively with dead bodies. He's an awful conversationalist. He jumps to wild fucking coclusions that somehow end up being right. He accused his therapist of murder to their face. He killed a man. He's been fired twice in the past six months. He's the best coroner they've ever had. He has the world's worst bedside manner. He's even bisexual.
Esther Rollins, King Falls most bitchin’ granny lives on with this awesome piece of art from listener @bigtallwish on Tumblr. Awesome art! Bad times never last but bad asses certainly do!
I would be the worst companion for the Doctor. He’d be like “all of time and space” and I’d go “dinosaurs. Straight up. Show me the dinos. Walk me though each time period. I want to see the herds. I want to know what colors they were. I want to HEAR them. Just pick me up and drop me off so I can draw them and memorize everything I can.” Like I’d be so boring to him but I’d THRIVE
no but you wouldn't be boring to him!! the Doctor lives through his companions, he's so bored of life and he needs his companions to make everything fresh and new again - your love and admiration of the dinosaurs, scientifically or not, would make the trip worthwhile to him and he'd enjoy watching you study them as much as you would enjoy seeing them! And then you'd get into wacky hijinks with a t-rex and time poachers or something this is doctor who after all
This made my day oh my god I love it so much
Using tumblr is like living in a low class apartment building. You just get used to the landlord not fixing things, and then someone new moves in and you’re helpfully like “oh yeah don’t drink the tap water, it’s got stuff in it that makes you sick” and then your neighbor you’ve had forever goes “oh they took the stuff out actually” and you’re like “what? when was this?”
“like two years ago”
“you mean i could’ve been drinking the tap water all this time?”
“yeah. they gave us individual mailboxes too finally, you don’t have to dig through the communal bin anymore”
“are you for real right now?? i just redirected my mail, i didnt know”
and the new tennant is like “why did you guys even live here if it was so bad”
“we like it.”
“I kinda miss the communal mail bin tho”
“the perpetually naked guy got evicted though”
“i know, so sad. he was really gross”
“i mean, his cousin streaks through the commons sometimes and knocks on all the doors”
“oh yeah, hate that guy”
New Person: I just saw this weird guy in the lobby in a really creepy anthropomorphic Pikachu costume??????
Old Resident: yeah we have no idea where that guy came from. We’ve left messages with maintenance ‘bout ‘im but-
Other Old Resident: just don’t make eye contact and you should be fine.
“what are these strange markings in the paint?”
“Oh! Thats from the crab infestation!”
“The crab infestation?! Wow, glad they got that under control before I moved in.”
“Oh, no no, it was an intentional infestation.”
“Uh….”
“Yeah, we’re hoping they bring the crabs back next year. A lot of us made friends with those crabs.”
yourpaperpal
No, I’m not joking, he doesnt just look like him, I swear to God neil gaiman lives across the hall.
The apartment building throws holiday parties but not typical parties like for Christmas or Valentine’s day
Knives are decorating the walls for the Ides Of March.
There’s a community movie night held on October 3rd where tenants choose to watch either Mean Girls or binge watch all of Fullmetal Alchemist.
Every single apartment opens their windows and blasts Earth, Wind, and Fire on the 21st of September
November 5th rolls around and the entire building just erupts into inexplicable chaos
“What’s with the floor?”
“Color theory. Don’t worry about it.”
“Why is the cemetery across the street partially dug up?”
“Ah, yeah, there was a problem with grave robbing witches a while back.”
“Why do you do [totally normal thing] this way?” “Oh, [totally confusing and illogical system] is how we’ve always done it. “You think we call it a Hellsite for fun?”
we should talk more about how every decision you make as an adult leaves you with the same sensation you got at a friend’s house the morning after a sleepover when you’re the first to wake up. It’s dreadful and a homesickness and loneliness and you want your cups and you want your comforter and it’s just you on your own trying to get through.
you know how kids tend to subconsciously adopt the mannerisms of their parents? i wonder how far back that stretches.
do i laugh like my great grandfather, because that's the way my grandma laughed, and my mom copied her?
does the way my dad make comedic sounds when he's driving actually originate with a distant uncle two hundred year ago, who made funny noises in the horse-drawn cart because it made his niece laugh?
i wonder which of my little mannerisms came from ancestors long passed, and i wonder which of mine will echo in family descendants long after i'm gone.
I'm a love letter
"And I want you to know that Portland Row will always be open for business. There's a light burning in the living room, cakes on the table, new cases yet to solve...Please drop by any time. Its your home too after all."
im weeping mr shroud.
lockwood & co is great bc you have a group of teenagers who are all at this point in their lives highly trained individuals and capable and experienced and it shows in how they operate. but they are also teenagers and chaotic and disorganized and struggling with altogether too much pressure on their shoulders and it shows too. they're marching around London acting like they know what they're doing and they do but at the same time they don't, because they hunt ghosts and have for years but they're only sixteen and that is so young. you don't know anything when you're sixteen. and they have the health and safety of a nation resting on their shoulders, and they squabble over who gets the last cookie.
Random collection of headcanons RE:The Blorbos;
- Lockwood can play chess and the piano
- George, surprisingly enough, can also play piano. It’s math, after all
- Lucy can play poker and drinking games. She basically grew up in a Frat house
- She can also play the guitar a little, and can sing.
- She hasn’t sung since Norrie was ghost-locked, but after the bone glass, she has started humming to herself when she thinks no one is around (George and Lockwood have heard her. Lockwood wants to tell her he really likes hearing her but doesn’t want to scare her)
- Lockwood will sometimes play a song on the piano he wants to hear Lucy sing, hoping it’ll get stuck in her head and he’ll be able to hear a few bars while she fold laundry or makes tea
- George and Lucy are the ones who can dance. Lockwood is light on his feet from fencing, and he can keep a steady rhythm, but he can’t make his feet do it
- They all secretly love cartoons, or old black and white pre-Problem films.
- Lucy loves pride and prejudice. Something about a lower-class woman from the country and an emotionally constipated upper class prick really speaks to her. She tries not to read into that too much.
- Lockwood likes Emma. Something about family backgrounds, reputation, etc. it was also his moms favorite.
- George likes sense and sensibility. Mostly for the title.
- (The skull likes persuasion. Not that anyone asked)
- Lucy and Lockwood can sew. George uses super glue or duct tape
- Contrary to popular belief, Lucy can cook. It comes up after the bone glass when Lockwood is hurt from falling twenty feet and George is recovering from being mesmerized.
- She can’t make anything fancy like George, mind you, but she can make enough hearty meals that both boys start to feel more like themselves after a few days.
I’ve got more rolling around like marbles on the deck of a ship in storm. I’m just having trouble catching them.
I'll give you a deal. Tell Kronos to call off his attack, leave Luke Castellans body, and return to the pits of Tartarus. Then maybe I won't have to destroy him.
Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Last Olympian.
media will chew you up and spit you out and make you feel every single possible emotion on the human spectrum and then you have to wake up the next day and pretend to be normal
you know what? I hadn’t thought about it in a while, but I am actually still very upset that we never got to see John Boyega give an impassioned speech to an army of hostile stormtroopers, and partway through the speech just one trooper lays her blaster down and takes her helmet off, and by the end Finn has won them over and they all take their helmets off as the music swells, which signifies their change of allegiance and also reminds us the audience that underneath all those indistinguishable white helmets are people with faces and personalities and hopes and dreams and connections to the Force, people who will be led by one of their own as they rise up in rebellion against the fascist empire that treated them like interchangeable cannon fodder.
we should have had that in a movie! and we didn’t! and I’m still mad about it!
started thinking about the john williams musical crescendo that would play over a long pan across ranks of troopers as they throw their helmets down and turn their bare faces up towards the light, full of joy and determination, and now I’m mad AGAIN
Have Finn’s speech be broadcast across the galaxy, and we see stormtroopers everywhere throwing down their arms and armor, abandoning their officers in a reversal of the Order 66 montage from RotS.
!!! YES !!!
there's some feeling that you get as an author whenever you go back to pieces of media that you used to love. when you go back to it and watch it/read it/ listen to it and hear from someone else's mouths sentences that you could've written. and then realizing that you loved this work so much that you stole parts of the writing style and made it your own.
anyways writers tag what pieces have effected your writing style, i'll go first: the starless sea by erin morgenstern, and juno steel's internal monologue from the penumbra podcast
Headcanon that Gotham gets all kinds of fucked up weather.
The weather forecast is like
Monday: Thunderstorms
Tuesday: Tornado
Wednesday: Tsunami
Thursday: 72 and sunny
Friday: Earthquake
Saturday: The skull
Sunday: Hurricane
and the residents are just like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ at least we don’t live in metropolis
Look, I know you think you're joking, but I come from a part of the Pacific Northwest where it is perpetually gray, rainy, and looks EXACTLY like Gotham.
I moved to the desert. It is bright, sunny, and a local city looks, no joke, like fucking Metropolis. Seriously, I've lived near TWO comic-book lookin' cities.
I WANT TO MOVE BACK TO GOTHAM BECAUSE THE SKY IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE PLAIN BLUE AND THE SUN IS EVIL OKAY
Trust me, everyone in Gotham is like 'yep, perfect weather'. Metropolis generates supervillians because that much sunlight is goddamn unnatural.
(I actually had a few anxiety problems when I was a wee kiddo moving out here because there were no clouds. It's not a very studied phenomenon afaik because everyone's all 'sunshine makes you happy!' but. no. sunshine is evil, skies have clouds, and why doesn't it rain.)
Anyway, fuck Adobe, and enjoy!
Give credit to the 30-year-old who did this shit for free and offers this remarkable thing for free!
okay no but listen. lockwood & co has literally fucking everything. the found family nothing will ever separate lockwood george and lucy, sword fights with ghosts, one cocky little bastard and his concerned friends, everyone is slightly unhinged and it's amazing, "you can kill me don't touch her", the SLOW BURN, "please tell me there's tea", there is no semblance of normalcy at lockwood and co, no stupid love triangle just an amazing trio PLEASE go watch this show it's so so good
My hottake is that people are trying to fit Lockwood into character archetypes he doesn't fit, because they see "traumatized teen boy with a big ego and a passive death wish" and go "oh. emotionally unavailable asshole character" when that's.....not actually the character we're shown.
He's constantly praising Lucy and George. He's often the first one to try and apologize when he gets into a fight with them. The second he clocks Lucy as a "safe person" he becomes super touchy and holds her hand constantly. He compliments George's cooking. He's visibly proud of the people he cares about and publicly defends them on multiple occasions. He repeatedly asks his team if they're okay and tries to get them to open up when they're having issues. He makes an obvious, conscious effort to repeatedly tell Lucy he believes in her and wants her to stay at Portland Row. He smiles and jokes and laughs around with them on a pretty regular basis. He's also emotionally aware enough to tell Lucy "the reason I haven't talked about this subject with you is because it's relevant my childhood, which I don't like to talk about because it's pretty traumatic" when she questions him ahout Jessica's door, and he's kind of astonishingly open about his trauma with Lucy and George despite generally being unwilling to actually talk about the details.
And this applies to characters other than Lucy and George, too. He compliments Kipps' team during the graveyard fight and clearly respects Flo, for example. He's kind to Winkman's son, is generally polite to his clients, and is affected by the death of the undercover agent to the point of having a panic attack. It's pretty clear he cares deeply about the people around him even as he tries to push those closest to him away so they won't mourn him if (when) he dies.
Like yeah, Lockwood has an ego the size of Manhattan, has enough trauma to fill a boat, and is worryingly flippant about the worth of his own life, but he's not the Asshole With a Heart of Gold archetype. He's not cruel or deliberately mean (at least, not to anyone who's not Kipps). He's friendly and pretty kind to most people most of the time, and he openly cares about his team. And it's a little weird that I'm seeing so many people talk about him like he's not.