#mid 70s? early 70s?

[pcificoceanblue]

dean torrence with the malibooz

[sugarcoatedrattrap]

[imageingrunge]

Berg house

[speedlimit15]

it was a good ravine day. cant believe i found a pussy rock first thing. and such a big piece of carnival glass

[ducktracy]

Do you own any Looney Tunes production art?

i’m incredibly fortunate enough to say that I DO!! i own this wonderful photostat model sheet from Porky the Wrestler!

a photostat is essentially the ‘30s equivalent of a photocopy, so it’s not THE actual model sheet drawing, but it was still in the hands of at least one of the animators who worked on the short! if you hold it at a certain angle and get the light to reflect off of it, there are actually some indentations of writing, as if someone was writing on a piece of paper on top of it… and of course the hooves and side snout drawn in marker which aren’t meant to be there (maybe it was a slow work day?)

i actually still haven’t gotten it framed, i need to… but i also just really enjoy being able to hold it in my hands and try and make out the writing indentations on top and also lose my mind at Oh My God Someone In The Tex Avery Unit Touched This At One Point. plus, the material is glossy/has a cardboard sort of feel to it (like a more sturdy printed photograph) so it’s not as delicate as animation paper and gets along fine sitting on my shelf as is HAHA. still, definitely want to find a proper means of displaying it sometime!

[rosyredlipstick]

hii i hope you’re doing alright !! Just wanted to know if you have any idea of when you’re going to publish the last far galaxies chapter !!! i love the fic and i can’t wait to read chapter 11 !! have a good day/night :)

thank you for reading!!!!! the answer is soon but not soon soon unfortunately this chapter is a BEAST like a BEAST of a BEAST and no matter how many words i write THERES STILL MORE A;SLJLSDHGLSHGQV

have a good day/night :) here are the first few hundred words <3

Hours later, after piling themselves back on the ship and cutting through space to the rendezvous point, they were back on the star base.

It felt like a true whirlwind, a few hours of action so packed he could hardly think and now somehow Nico found himself walking the same gray halls, up the same ramp, into the ship, into his empty room. The privacy panels were drawn, the room in near darkness. It was late in the night, not even Command at the ready. They’d meet first thing in the morning, a disgustingly early call time already on his schedule, something he’d have to be dragged out of bed to make.

For the time being, he was alone. Will had marched Thalia straight off to the medbay, hearing no arguments but enough complaints that Nico pitied him greatly. Jason and Piper went off to meet Annabeth wherever she was, and Leo was already setting himself on ship repairs, more than enough crafts lined up for him to choose from. Nico hadn’t felt the slightest bit of temptation to follow any of them.

Nico sat on the edge of the bed, his legs coming out from under him. Quite suddenly, he felt exhausted down to the bone. He felt like he could sleep for a month and still want a nap. 

He dropped his head into his hands. He thought of the look in Thalia’s eyes, the anguish. 

Nico had taken his eye off the ball. It was a fact. If he’d faced one delay in the trees, an extra few minutes spent somewhere else, Thalia would be dead. And it’d be what she wanted. The thought was enough to tighten his throat, painful. 

Things could have gone so differently. He could be standing somewhere completely different, a completely different person. 

Nico didn’t let himself think on it very long. He grabbed for his comm. It only took a few rings until there was a mechanical click, the line connecting.

“I messed up,” Nico muttered into the dark. “I don’t know what to do.” 

There was a pause. “Do you want me to come?” 

Nico swallowed, wholly unsure. He was just figuring out what to say, how to even respond to that, when -

“Send your coordinates,” Bianca decided in a second, crisp in his ear. “Let your leadership know, I’m bringing the Huntresses.” 

[seekdestr0y]

a photo of my grandparents from the 70s

[aprillikesthings]

Writing my 1960's au sometimes feels like I'm pouring fuck-tons of information (and music) into my brain, adding a couple of cartoon lesbians, hitting "puree," and pouring the results into gdocs and ao3.

The irony is that I cannot imagine anyone who lived through that era and place reading the thing so it doesn't matter that much how accurate it is??? Like are there boomers out there reading wacky catradora au's on ao3????? I'm barely Gen X (born in 1979) and I know I'm on the older side in this fandom, okay

But man, knowing All The Things just makes the whole thing easier to "see" play out in my head

[villainanders]

what ages do you guys truth for the companions btw (idk which ones have canon ages i forgor <3) sound off in the tags or replies or w/e

[courtsees]

armand is so cunty with that 70s outfit and the hair bruh

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

how old do you think william and henry are in 1983?

They're in like thier mid-40s i think. Henry's like 45 n Will's around 44 lets say.

[wellenklavier]

Delightfully agonized interview ('interrogation') with Kraftwerk after a show in Newcastle, published in Sounds magazine (September 1975)

[muwitch]

*proceeds having 3 hour long quantum physics intro, don’t worry it’s just the basic, so–*

Alternatively just opened ao3

[mariocki]

Inspector Morley, Late of Scotland Yard, Investigates: The Case of the Scarlet Letters (1.3, WGN-TV, 1952)

"Mr. Mullins, I have in my possession sixty-eight letters, none of which has begun to outlive its usefulness. I'm quite prepared to admit that blackmail is risky, but then murder has its disadvantages too - that is why I gave up murder."

[roszabell]

i’m thinking about matt’s childhood crush on gil getting obliterated within the first few months of entering the great war. matthew getting catapulted into horrors he’s never seen at the hands of the enemy and it wrecks him. it changes him permanently, the same as ludwig. it’s a wake up call and a coming of age.

thinking how matt would inevitably meet gil in battle, possibly vimy ridge. captured the fort and bursts in, sees gilbert who’s being backed against a wall and goes cold. and even if gil doesn’t recognize him personally it’s obvious who this is. all this happening in an instant, gil opens his mouth but matt has his gun raised and just puts a bullet through his head. then two, then three and four. nothing in his eyes. and turns on his heel to go rally his men