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I'm morningsongbirdsandcurlytresses. I am a struggling college student who is one of the world’s biggest nerds. Here on my blog is where I get to fangirl and geek out as much as I want and get all the feels I could ever possibly need. Thank you for following me (if you do-) and have a wonderful day!
~*ALSO I want to give a boisterous song of praise to my dear friend Flynn Smith. He is a great photographer, master at movie making, and an over all amazing person. Soo, you should check out his web page.*~

powerthrustedpickle:

@morningsongbirdandcurlytresses (at The Magic Tree House)

micaxiii:

artemispanthar:

Pearl talking about the state of the Crystal Gemsbrambles in Rose’s absence.

I’ve waited for this gifset since I saw the episode, thank you!

themagicfarawayttree:

 Seed :: Artist Anastasia Korochansckaja

themagicfarawayttree:

 Seed :: Artist Anastasia Korochansckaja

//Dark and Magical beings//

Werewolf -

werewolf, also known as a lycanthrope (from the Greek λυκάνθρωποςλύκοςlykos, “wolf”, and ἄνθρωποςanthrōpos, “man”), is a mythological or folkloric human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf or a therianthropic hybrid wolf-like creature, either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction (e.g. via a bite or scratch from another werewolf). Early sources for belief in lycanthropy are Petronius and Gervase of Tilbury.

mythaelogy:

the lost myths of girls who loved girls: Callisto and Artemis

The nymph who was so beautiful, she was placed among the stars by the goddess who loved her, and killed her, and saved her.

mythaelogy:

the lost myths of girls who loved girls: Callisto and Artemis

The nymph who was so beautiful, she was placed among the stars by the goddess who loved her, and killed her, and saved her.

marauders4evr:

white-fang-adam:

Can we just have every superhero react like that?

"A spider bite… gave me abs…?"

"Being put in a barrel of radioactive waste… gave me abs…?" 

"Watching my parents die…gave me abs?"

broadwaydivaintraining:

It’s like a photographer went out on the island, La Grande Jatte, and took a picture of a lot of people strolling in the park. The humanity of it, I thought… These people don’t know they’re gonna be immortal. And so I’m gonna write a song about that. That it’s gonna be outside of themselves, and they’re gonna be singing about what themselves and they’re doing. But they’re gonna be acknowledging that they are immortal. It all leads to the word forever. Which is- when I wrote that word, I cried, because I thought, that’s what it’s about. And I then decided, that I would do it all in one sentence. It’s a lyric that’s in one sentence. Uh, because there is a kind of… I don’t know how to put it. It’s like it’s eternal, it’s infinite, whatever, whatever- it’s what I feel about art… It just has no beginning and no end. It’s just one thing. Then I could see that they would all be singing that one idea. Um… That here we are in a park. And we’re gonna be here forever. That’s why it has that… It’s got an almost funerary beat to it, you know, it’s almost a funeral march. But it isn’t quite. It’s a triumphant march

 -Sondheim on Sunday from Sunday in the Park with George

follovved:

blazekinn:

follovved:

i may be ugly and untalented

but…?

thats all