I Will Not Sign It Away

The way that Grover keeps saying he's 24 when we know full well that satyr's age half as fast as humans.

Can we take a moment for Grover, because at the mental age of 12, he's given charge of another person's life, and his only job is to protect him. He swears to keep him safe and keep him alive. He's failed in the past and that lurks in every dangerous situation they encounter. He keeps bringing up that he's 24 maybe for comedic relief or maybe to remind himself he's had 24 years of world experience, even if he just feels like an overwhelmed 12-year-old, placed in charge of two danger-prone kids who keep trying to sacrifice themselves for each other, on a quest doomed to fail?

The satyrs have been protectors for decades, but It just occurred to me that they're basically just kids trying to protect kids from monsters they probably wouldn't be able to beat.

Can we talk about Percy seeing his mom in the underworld?

Look at how horrified he is.

There isn’t even a sliver of relief at seeing his mom again. The only thing on his face is wide-eyed terror.

Now look at what Sally looked like:

Did anyone else think that it seemed kind of familiar?

Did anyone else think that it kind of looks like she’s frozen in gold?

Percy saw his mom and it instantly reminded him of being encased inside Hephaestus’s trap in Waterland. Paralyzed and awake while he suffocated slowly and painfully. He’s remembering the panic he felt when he thought he was going to die and how much it hurt when he was freed; Even though he was alive, his lungs burned with every inhale and his head spun from lack of oxygen.

Now he’s putting his mom in that position

Basically the show

Barnes: You're not to operate this agency without a supervisor.

Lockwood: Not to worry! I have a permit.

I NEED A SEASON TWO LIKE YESTERDAY

things that I didn't expect in each Lockood & Co. episode

E.1: This Will Be Us:

The intro is fucking sick

THE DOOR ON THE LANDING IS IN THE INTROOOOO

The Locket was changed to a ring?!????

Everything else was insanely accurate

"Lockwood's a dick"

E.2: Let Go Of Me:

Ghost-lock is like...a really big issue??

"Yeah, she can be a bit...quirky,"

Lockwood didn't use his smiley giraffe toy mobile😭

Uh Lucy was literally possessed~

LOCKWOOD'S RED SOCKSSS

"He's a little shit, sir."

The boys freaking out at the end when they find out Lucy had the ring the whole time

E.3: Doubt Thou The Stars:

"You've got a real hard-on for him, haven't you?" "Well, if you want to put it like that."

Combe Carrey Hall is ELEGANT

THE GOGGLES ARE SO GOOFY LOOKING OML

They got "arrested"???

Penelope Fittes just trotting up to them at the Fitte's boy's funeral??

LUCY GETTING HER FOURTH GRADE

LUCY JUST FUCKING PASSING OUT AT THE END???

E.4: Sweet Dreams:

Lucy wasn't at the wraith cemetery at the beginning of the whispering skull😭

"And you just wanna watch him...die."

JOPLIN IS A WOMANNNNNN💅💅💪💅😭

Kensel Green was owned by the Bickerstaffs and their son - Edmund - was caught digging up corpses uhhhhh

Lucy's mental breakdown in kensel green

Bickerstaffs ghost being so fucking huge and like disintegrating lucy's rapier

The skull's voice being like warped and so fucking creepy oml

"and it proves that I am like-" "clinically insane?" "REALLY FUCKIN POWERFUL"

"I know I look like Anthony Lockwood, but I'm not. I'm actually a fully qualified doctor."

The episode went by insanely quick??? Like?

E.5: Death Is Coming:

The Tendy's badge??

Joplin is giving....pedophile

Also is her actor the same one who plays molly in sherlock????

MRS WINKMAN IS A FUCKIN BADASS

Nahhh cuz winkman's freaking voice-

LOCKWOOD WAS IN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR THE WHOLE TIME LMAO

ALSO WHY IS WINKMAN SO VIOLENT ISN'T HE SUPPOSED TO CARESS LOCKY'S HAND AND TELL HIM TO GO AWAY??

Leopold was abused😭😭😭😭😭

E.6: You Never Asked:

The ghosts of bickerstaff's patients like that was so creepy

Sir rupert gale's manbun💅

Salt sprinklers instead of water sprinklers??? And they're gorgeous??!???

E.7: Mesmerised

LOCKWOOD HYPERVENTILATING AT THE AUCTION AND HIM AND LUCY HOLDING EACH OTHER AND THE "NOW PLEASE PLEASE GET BACK TO BEING A FLIPPANT DICKGEAD AND GET US OUT OF HERE"😭😭😭

Sir rupert snapping Lockwood's rapier and then lucy hoping up behind him and absolutely annihilating his fucking back

Lockwood was wearing blue socks this time

"You me and herons, let's do it" AHSHSVSH I'VE ALWAYS SHIPPED GEORGE AND FLO ITS FINALLY HAPPENINGBKAJDBD

LOCKWOOD HELPING LUCY OF THE GROUND AND THEM LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE THEY'RE GONNA KISS AND THEN LUCY SHOVING LOCKY AND StRuTtInG AWAY

E.8: Not The Eternal:

All of the circles George drew on the thinking cloth

Winkman taking his jacket off like a baddie💅💪

"And I'm Anthony bloody Lockwood"

Kipps having a panic attack and totally crying in the catacombs😭

Kat godwin being so fucking sexy with her rapier

"To save my friends." 🏃‍♂️"And Kipps."🏃‍♂️

Sir rupert shooting Lockwood and yeeting him down into the catacombs

Luce using the skull to look at the bone glass????

Lockwood in his normal clothes at the end and all of them bustling around like a little family😭😭😭😭😭😭

"Lockwood almost died a thousand times, but I think he's decided he's better off alive. Which is really good"

LUCY SHOVING A DONUT IN GEORGE'S MOUTH LMAOOO

AND LOCKY WASN'T WEARING SHOES

IN CONCLUSION I AM READY FOR THE HOLLOW BOY

The beautiful thing as you get older is that you realize so many “rules” are made up and you can just do whatever. Posters can go anywhere in the house not just my room. I can sit down while cooking a meal or taking a shower. I can make the same thing for breakfast lunch dinner for a week straight. I can roam around the house shirtless. I can wear a dress with jeans. The world is my oyster key word my and I can live as I please embracing little things such as this

So, as a cook and a former intense athlete, I have to be hella conscious about keeping in shape and not gaining a shit ton of weight by inhaling everything I eat 24/7. This is why, when I can, I like to work with healthier shit to combat all the creamy, sugar and fat filled delicacies I make like 24/7. For everyone like me who’s working on staying in shape or being healthy, this recipes for you, my precious weeb losers. Based on the Honey Lemon Slices from Kuroko no Basuke (my current obsession), I decided to do my own take on this insanely good for you Japanese treat. OH. AND FUN FACT ABOUT THESE. IT’S A SNACK AND A DRINK ALL IN ONE. You’ll find out what I’m talking about later.

~ Honey Lemon Slices (serves: an entire fucking basketball team ayyoo)

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Ingredients-

2 lemons

enough honey to fully cover all the lemons*

½ tsp cinnamon

½ tsp  ginger

7 mint leaves (for later)

4 cups water (for later)

*So fun fact for all your plebs out there: there’s like 5 million types of honeys that vary in not only flavor, but texture. For this recipe, I used a creamy clover honey mixed with a more transparent, thick chestnut honey to combat the sweetness with some bitterness from the chestnut. Use whatever the fuck you want, but if you’re using a raw, or creamy honey, mix it with some water to make it more liquidy and stuff.

~ Procedure-

Thinly slice the lemons, making sure you’re using basically everything but the ends and REMOVE ALL THE SEEDS HOLY SHIT.

Once they’re all sliced, mix your honey with the cinnamon and ginger until it’s all combined. Then, take a glass tupperware container thing and cover the bottom with a thin layer of your honey mixture.

On top of that, add one layer of lemon slices, and then just alternate between honey and lemon slices until you finished all the lemon slices. 

Once that’s done, pour in the remainder of your honey mixture so that it completely covers the lemons, and then cover that with a lid and throw it in the fridge.

Keep it chilled for at least 2 days, and no more than 3 days. Try and shake or mix the container at least twice a day so that the lemon juices can mix with the honey.

Once that’s all done, throw it in the freezer for about 10-15 minutes so that they’re hella chilled, and then remove the lemon slices from the container.

After they’re all plated and shit, combine 4 cups of water, 7 mint leaves, and hell, some ice cubes, with the liquid in the tupperware container.

Defeat your basketball foes with your incredible jumps and your moe qualities.

~ TADAH MOTHERFUCKER. You just made a hella healthy treat for you and your shit weeb friends to eat and drink while you’re watching kawaii dudes dripping glittery sparkle sweat all over the B-Ball courts.

Make this during the summer when you want something cold, sweet and healthy to devour, make em when you’re sick to get some radical antioxidants and vitamin C or whatever, just make them all the fucking time I dare you, you pieces of shit. ALRIGHTY. THAT’S ALL FOR THIS RECIPE. STAY TUNED FOR MORE RECIPES THAT WILL DEFINITELY NOT INVOLVE KUROKO NO BASUKE IN SOME WAY (maybe probably i think sort of) Later, nerds.   

you ever just think about how the leverage writers gave us a canon polyamorous relationship confirmation in the long goodbye job?

like, they didn’t have to go that hard

but they did

parker, hardison and eliot are seen as a unit, working together in sync. there are callbacks to the pilot episode multiple times that are centered around their interactions.

and then there’s the “death” scene: aka, the scene that proves just how ride or die they are for each other. they die in each other’s arms. they die holding hands. what’s even more- the two in a canon established relationship are not the ones holding hands. no- instead, it is eliot who is in the middle. eliot, their hitter, their protector, their best friend. he was the one that was in the middle, holding hands with hardison and then parker. he is the one that reaches out and grabs hardison’s hand, reassuring him one last time and referencing an inside joke. parker then makes a point to move and grab eliot’s hand in her own- her literal last act before dying. you CANNOT tell me that is anything but pure, unadulterated love. they lived together. they breathed together. they died together.

AND THEN, as if that wasn’t enough, we had this scene in the final minutes of the show:

sophie: promise me, (looks at parker and hardison) you'll keep them safe.

eliot: till my dying day.

let's take a minute to acknowledge that literally a minute after nate proposes to sophie eliot says THIS??? something reminiscent of marriage vows about parker and hardison? he will protect them until his dying day and not a second before.

and then we have this:

nate: you know, eliot, I'd say call if you need anything, but you never... never need anything.

eliot: yeah, I did. (looks at parker and hardison) and thanks to you, I don't have to search anymore.

parker never had a family, not really, but it's been established that she knows she's not alone, that she has people that care about her, that she is loved (the white rabbit job). hardison had his nana and his family, but we saw at the beginning of the show he was eager to slide into this new found family of his. he cares deeply, loves deeply. and now, at the end of eliot's arc, he admits that all that time, he was missing something. he looks at parker and hardison and states with conviction that he doesn't have to search anymore.

they all have what they were missing at the beginning of the show- each other.

Bilbo, knowing for a fact Thorin doesn't know what flowers mean to hobbits: Can I braid some flowers in your hair?

Thorin, knowing for a fact Bilbo doesn't know what braids mean to dwarves: Oh of course, what a nice gesture of friendship.

Gandalf, a few feet away: Are they getting engaged before realizing they love each other back????

PITCH PERFECT ( 2012 ) dir. jason moore

I adore them

(really in my feels about the ot3 because of the @powerpolyculeshowdown so here's some propaganda)

parker and hardison allow eliot to be sillier. more ridiculous. outragous, even. eliot sings the stupid ditties hardison writes special for him, and he rolls his eyes at parkers pokes and prods and the occasional "accidental" face slap, and eliot can express himself for what actually bothers him no matter how nitpicky, versus having to calculate what he should say. (he still argues with hardison that throwing in on a brewpub was a stupid plan given its risk, no matter how many times hardison claims it was always a gift for him.) eliot laughs more. real laughs; you can tell because his smiles look more and more like grimaces: the way his ma perked her mouth which his dad always teased her about (though it was his favorite thing about her), rather than the wide toothy grins eliot learned because he knows, tactically, they are best for charming. parker and hardison let him not feel like he's a monster. or... parker tells him she always thought the big bad wolf had a bad rap, and hardison says some stupid shit about monsterfucking being the hip thing the kids are into these days, anyway.

hardison and eliot allow parker to feel deep. it's food that tastes like a hug and it's gadgets made just for her and it's loving and being loved and it's being one another's real families. she doessn't want to run away, anymore. or... she wants to run but with her friends beside her. or... running cons is all she's ever wanted to do, and all she did, for so long. parker is good at it. she loves it. she loves that hardison and eliot love it too. but... feeling deep is also being deep. she's no longer just her piles of money because she is no longer afraid of herself. her past. the memories that hurt. the habits she thought she needed to grow out of but always missed. these habits, like bleeping sounds that arent words and hands move move moving. hands that were once made to stay now can fly because hardison buys her fidgets and designs some just for her and keeps locks in lucille for when parker feels like infinity and needs the vibrations of ticktickticks to bring her back to herself. and eliot lets her braid and unbraid his hair; he won't let her blow dry it, not yet, but... he lets her pet his hair while it's still hot, now. it frizzes his hair a little, and parker feels her pulse rush throughout the day knowing she did that to him. eliot and hardison kiss her knuckles when they burn.

parker and eliot allow hardison to be mean. vindictive. he is nicer than he needs to be. wants to be... what he needs to be is nonthreatening, for the most part, in many places. he knows what it means to be him: tall and black and queer and gaining muscle and too smart for his own damn good and so very, very tenderhearted. hardison loves so damn deep, and he cares so damn much, but part of caring (the other side of a coin) is not giving a fuck. it's the boiling point of rage and betrayal. the i need to walk away from this fight because you are dead wrong and imma about to say something imma regret, so go fix yourself. the im not gonna forget, im not going to forgive, and im going to get my revenge. parker and eliot would not have questioned hardison's joy at securing the capture of the men that put him in that damn coffin; they hold space for him to be fully himself with all his ugly parts and his petty parts and the parts that do bring hardison shame if he thinks about it for too long. they know he's not perfect, and that? that feels like safety and love and forever to hardison.