deep down just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing
Lindsay. Illinois. 40-something.
Wife. Mom. Nerd. Feminist. She/Her. Bi gray-ace.
Doctor Who. Once Upon a Time. Marvel.
Star Wars. Star Trek.Aesthetics. Disney. BBC.Bridgerton. Period dramas.
(was rowofstars, rumple-belle)
I’ve had to block more pornbots in the last 48 hours than I have basically the entire rest of time I’ve spent on Tumblr.
Have they become hungrier or less discerning or what?
I’m pretty sure they’re pornbots, at least. If they’re twitter refugees still filtering into tumblr then they clearly haven’t taken ANY welcome-to-tumblr advice because it’s all empty blogs with generic underwear/swimsuit model looking headers.
This is meant as entirely lighthearted: can't believe how many people are calling Benoit Blanc the spiritual successor to Sherlock Holmes as if social eccentricities, roping clients into intricate ruses and solving murders at glamorous parties - with an outrageous accent and a gay little fit - are not all textbook Hercule Poirot. Like that's the Poirot modus operandi right there.
“He hand’t stopped Christmas from coming, it came! Somehow or other, it came just the same. And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling: ‘How could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags!’”
— How the Grinch Stole Christmas! (1966), dir. Chuck Jones.