Go on. Sing the song.

Jude 'arvey. Not quite supposed to be 'ere but something like tha' 'asn't stopped me yet. 'S nice to meet you.[[Tracked tag: wingsandtinkering.]]

[wingsandtinkering]

Headcanon

Jude (along with the rest of his siblings) loves to watch old episodes of Mythbusters. 

Which sometimes leads to some messy shenanigans of tinkering.

[felicitykings]

[thesecondanomaly]

@wingsandtinkering

[wingsandtinkering]

Me: You don't have to explain everything to a random wizard.

Jude: WHO ELSE CAN I EXPLAIN IT TO?!

[secondchaircellist-a]

[wingsandtinkering]

thatgoddamnwizard‌: 

I regarded him thoughtfully. “You heard that from inside a house? Good ears on you.” 

That same skittering was what had drawn my attention to the storm drain, attempting to illuminate the darkness inside with the light from my pentacle. The darkness had been too heavy, thick, almost viscous. The light hadn’t penetrated it at all.

“Sounds like you were raised right,” I said, nodding my approval. 

He didn’t bother to correct the man by telling him that he had already been outside. Instead he nodded. “Good ears.” 

A bit of color rushed to Jude’s cheeks as his thoughts momentarily moved to his mother and Mae alike. Mum and not-mum. 

“I like to think so.” He shoved his hands into his pocket and shuffled forward to the man, hoping to see him a little better without staring like an idiot. “Got lucky with m’parents.” 

[wingsandtinkering]

thatgoddamnwizard‌:

I may be a wizard, but my bread and butter falls under the realm of P.I. work, and I was trained by someone who knew what he was doing. Observation, the systematic gathering, collation, and mental storage of details, gets to be second nature after awhile. Once his hoodie was out of the way, I took note that he looked young-ish, with fine-boned features, a goatee, and hair on the longer side. Furthermore, he had heard a strange noise, and rather than hiding away in his house with his head in the proverbial sand, pretending everything was perfectly normal, he had come out to investigate, which put him in probably the tiniest fraction of a percent of the Chicago population.

“Yeah?” I said finally. “What kind of noise did you hear?” 

He paused, expression more than a little thoughtful. “Skittering. The kind of skittering tha’ makes the ‘airs on the back of your neck stand up.” Jude shivered involuntarily at the recent memory. 

“An’ my mum didn’t raise someone who was good at...turning away from weird stuff so...I went to investigate.”

[wingsandtinkering]

thatgoddamnwizard‌: 

I grunted and shrugged. “Been called worse. But then again, as the Gump would say, suspicious is as suspicious does. Skulk around a lot of alleys at three in the morning, do you?”

I hadn’t actually been looking for evil clowns, not exactly, but there had been some strange sightings in the storm drains that merited investigation. This guy could just be a random passer-by, the definition of coincidence, but I’d learned the hard way never to assume.

Jude chuckled and pushed his hood down from his head. “Got a point there with tha’.” One shoulder lifted and fell in a lazy shrug. 

“Couldn’t sleep. An’ rather than ramble abou’ me ‘ouse I decided to ramble around outside. ‘Eard a funny noise. Came down ‘ere an’ found you.”

[wingsandtinkering]

thatgoddamnwizard‌:

@wingsandtinkering

Grumbling, I stood up from where I had been crouched by the storm drain, and noticed I wasn’t alone. I eyed the man for a few seconds, then said, “Um. I’m with the National Eldritch Being Containment Agency. Just checking for evil clowns. All clear.” I waggled my eyebrows and added, “For now.”

This wasn’t the strangest thing that he’d noticed. Not really. But it was odd. Jude took a moment to really take in the scene before nodding in understanding. Because it made sense, it its own way.

“Righ’. Well doing a public service for all with tha’.” His voice was easy, unworried. “Specially with the movie coming ou’ an’ all. Though mate? You look a bit suspicious yourself there.”

[wingsandtinkering]

*blows kiss to the stars*: that's for all the alternate timeline versions of me

[memories]

apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 08/14/2013 8:46:19 AM.

[memories]

I heard @drthetasigma10 wrote an eight verse song about #potter!verse ?????

[memories]

Incredible, but true: @drthetasigma10 deserves to have a good day today.

[wingsandtinkering]

@drthetasigma10

[rpaesthetics-galore]

                                                       ( STARGAZING AESTHETIC )

[drthetasigma14]

“A Time for Everything and Everything in its Time.”

[wingsandtinkering]

drthetasigma10‌: 

“Yeah,” The Doctor nodded emphatically. “Or stung by a Vespiform.”

“Ah, Adam. He was a bit of a berk. Year Two Hundred Thousand, Satellite Five, he tried to pass future technology back to his present for personal gain and I– that is, me Ninth self –booted his bottom to the kerb. All he got for his trouble was a funny little condition with his forehead everytime someone clicks their fingers.”

“Tha’ was the giant wasp, yeah?” He shuddered a bit at the thought. Regular sized wasps were enough to make him uneasy. Giant wasps? That would make him close to panicked. “Stay away from tha’ then.”

Jude wrinkled his nose before chuckling. “Can’t imagine tha’ he goes out to eat all tha’ often after tha’.”

[drthetasigma14]

“A Time for Everything and Everything in its Time.”

[wingsandtinkering]

drthetasigma10‌:

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“Jus’ remember not to take books from the future back to the past. Tha’ always mucks things up a bit.”

“Riiiiiight, fair do’s. One doesn’t bring a copy of Death in The Clouds from The Year Five Billion to be signed by Agatha Christie, that’s a bit gauche.”

“One also doesn’t get that signature and sell it in the present for a profit, we call that ‘pulling an Adam Mitchell.’ Strictly personal collections.”

“And a good way to get yourself knocked abou’.” Jude’s eyebrow quirked up. “Adam Mitchell...Who’s tha’?”

[gulegardiner]

[glumshoe]

I made a generator so you too can find your futuristic unisex sci-fi name.

[glumshoe]

I am going to change my name IRL to Rat Parabola.

[glumshoe]

ahdjsbsgdh I didn’t even consider this combination

[pansexual-pirate-seeks-all-booty]

Ship I got Piss Quasar is that good or bad

[glumshoe]

You must look into your heart and answer that question for yourself.