So, You're Seriously Telling Me That The Empty Grave Ends With Lucy Putting The UNDYING DEVOTION NECKLACE

YEEEEEEEEEEEES.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

*passes out *

#paramountforlockwoodandco gained a lot of attention today, including likes from the Paramount UK Twitter. Very encouraging!

In the spirit of hopefulness and drive to continue, I made another version of my DEPRAC posters for us to circulate to support the cause! I will post on it on Twitter, and I encourage you all to be on there. It is the hellsite supreme, but it's the best place to get attention right now. Peace, love, and biscuits.

HIJOS DE-

Cut scene from the Order of the Phoenix script

The grief of an ancient heart.

I do not know something ancient enough to say this with all right, but I can provide a truth as old as time: pain traspasses everything. No one, nor human, god or beyond, is safe from it.

But I can provide hope, too; love is the same. Nor man, creature or being is beyond love, so lay and rest knowing that love can heal you, if you let it.

—The Solivagant.

Poseidon: "I surrender. Just spare my son"

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Percy: "Do you ever dream with mom? "

Poseidon: *laughs silently*

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Me: *cries pearls*

Ohhh dear

HOW IS THAT LOCKWOOD AND CO IS NOW A DECADE OLD?

God, how time goes.

Let's just say that I'm kinda ashame of finding out this word just a few months ago, but I'm glad I did.

To celebrate, I made a PowerPoint that one day, I hope, will be presented to Netflix and will persuade 'em to continue this series.

The bad thing is that I do not know how to post it here.

Can someone teach me? I wanto all of you to give me advice and recomendations of it.

BEHOLD, my computer lockscreen.

Ajjjj I cannot take the photo at the right way.

Well. Just that jsjsjs.

Never been more fond to a lockscreen before.

This. This is it. The treasure. The beggining. Lets go people! If Loockwood and Co. beated Marissa Fittes, we can beat Netflix!

WE HAVE A MESSAGE

Spread the message!

Taken from the l&co discord

A scene that changes lifetimes.

the strawhats & their dreams

People.

I just had a random thought a wanted to share.

What if the celebrities have a secret acc in websites like Tumblr and they watch every.single.thing.we.post.

And I am feeling that raw terror you are feeling now.

Thank you and good night. Sweet nightmares.

The deepness of somethin' that does not exist.

Where to start. Well, things that does not exist are, for example, myths. Stories. Fantasy. These things that are taken in paper, in songs, in drawings, and in TV programs.

Take for example, the Mystery of the Impossible Girl in Doctor Who. I did not watch the series, yet I plan to, but here is what I know: Its the story of a girl that stepped into a portal by choice and broke herself into millions of pieces that did a diaspora around space and time. Every single one of those pieces, for as far as I know, saved the Doctor. Wherever or whenever, the Doctor was there, and Clara was too. And well then, I could have never thought of such story.

It allowed me to understand, in a way, how willing someone can be in order to save someone they love.

And it was romantically dont dare to say otherwise.

This event, thing, does not exist in real life, and thats what makes it deep. Time travels, girls that broke into millions of pieces in order to save one person, a payphone cabin that can travel across space and time. And more.

The beauty it has is that it does not exist. It comes from a part of ourselves that is unknown, and powerful, and that dreams a lot. Because of that very reason, it needs to be free, and takes the form of stories, of songs, of drawings, of TV shows. This things that does not exist allows is to explore the probabilities, to defy the limits, to live beyond universes. And that deepness also allows us to understand what does exist.

Its beautiful, to realize this. To be aware that, even if these stories, creatures, TV shows and else doesn't exist, they got to actually exist, in paper, in music, on a screen.

How else, would have we seen, or hearken, or live, through them?