Currently

Reading: Neverwhere/ The Hobbit

Writing: Road Trip Fic? Hogwarts AU? Blind!Cas AU? Who knows...

Blind!Cas

so i don’t blog about it here because it’s kind of personal and boring but i really like doing yoga and tonight i finally got my first inversion (head stand, on the carpet, using a wall) so yaaaaaaay :)


tenthprincess:

lescheveuxoranges:

adrien-gromelle:

Busted from Adrien on Vimeo (with the sound).


Fan art animation I did for fun and for free as a tribute to Aladdin & Tangled.

My dear Adrien has finally finished his short animation! Go and see it! It’s beautiful!



xiumania:

im so glad fanfiction sometimes looks like those basic formatted websites u read for deeply detailed paragraphs on educational subjects

my dad just walked into my room and saw words on my computer and was like “oh ur studying sorry” when i was actually reading about two boys fucking in a storage room on a cruise ship





Song: UnknownDark Horse
Artist: UnknownTen Second Songs
Album: Unknown
Played: 1792067 times

music-and-bullshit:

bowie-is-a-babe:

ughexcuseme:

Katy Perry’s “Dark Horse” sang in 20 different styles

  • 0.00 - Katy Perry
  • 0:08 - Nirvana
  • 0:15 - Queen
  • 0:22 - Michael Jackson
  • 0:30 - ‘N Sync
  • 0:43 - Iron Maiden
  • 0:57 - Jamiroquai
  • 1:07 - Pantera
  • 1:13 - Frank Sinatra
  • 1:29 - Metallica
  • 1:35 - Pavarotti
  • 1:43 - The Doors
  • 2:00 - Run D.M.C
  • 2:08 - Tech N9ne
  • 2:16 - Red Hot Chili Peppers
  • 2:21 - Slipknot
  • 2:26 - Louis Prima
  • 2:32 - Boyz II Men
  • 2:51 - Type 0 Negative
  • 3:14 - John Mayer

This is EXQUISITE

My music was trying to describe how changing the tune of instruments and rhythm but not the pitch in the melody can give a song a whole new genre and she showed us this. It’s so brilliant.




asylum-art:

 Surreal Galactic Photography  by Silvia Grav

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Photographer Silvia Grav achieves a brilliant, dreamlike aesthetic by appropriating techniques that include superimposition, multiple exposure and solarization. The outcome is a captivatingly dark, surreal exploration and study of subjective interposition. Questions are tacitly posed through her images: How does one interpret? What are the affects of dreams on the unconscious and conscious alike? How does time and thought affect memory? As a result, her photographs tend to function like condensed narrations suspended between empiricism and mental projection. 



Song: UnknownNew Year's Eve
Artist: UnknownFirst Aid Kit
Album: UnknownThe Lion's Roar
Played: 625 times

mybeautifulrepublic:

First Aid Kit - “New Year’s Eve”

But I think you just have to keep on trying

And I know I am naive, but if anything
That’s what’s going to save me


"He couldn’t know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: ‘To Harry Potter – the boy who lived!’"

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

Some things never change.

(via thehpalliance)



deskgirl:

nonbinaryviola:

talk street magic to me

drawing power from the metro lines

illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run

plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens

elementary kids learning basic sigils on the playground

wixen taking a while to key into the magic in new cities when they move

alchemists dealing on the side to support their experiments

middleschoolers making friendship talismans and amulets for everyone

numerologists who’ll do your math homework for $5 or divine your fortune for $10

kids mass-texting luck and speed spells when their parties get broken up by the cops

Hell yeah, let’s talk about magic.

Like elementary kids learning silly (or inappropriate) charms from each other on the bus, the same way we learned our first swear words. Clapping games across the bus aisle, but with spells instead of rhymes.

Worrying that your friend is getting into dark magic, but not knowing how to talk to them about it. Intervention programs for kids abusing hexes and runes, because magic has given them control over something for once in their life, and they’re starting to make some dangerous choices.

Psychic teachers knowing when you’re cheating. Knowing when you’re having trouble with homework. Or at home. Knowing when you need tutoring or an AP course because you’re just not being challenged or a different teaching method because you can’t process what you’re learning in class no matter how hard you try, and the teacher tells you it’s okay, they know. They know.

Magic graffiti. Graffiti in wild places, and graffiti that vanishes when certain people roll by like the police. Or graffiti that only appears when the police walk by to insult them. Murals. Swirling, living murals on the sides of buildings. Murals that—if you listen closely—can be heard, not just seen.

In the evenings, kids hiding out in someone’s backyard or an alley passing around a joint and casting minor illusions to watch while high.

Chalk artists making works that are so realistic, they come to life off of the sidewalk.

One man bands in the park, with instruments floating around playing themselves.

Punk concerts in empty lots with amped out music and lights, but noise-cancelling spells and illusion hide them in plain sight from anyone outside of the lot.

Mediums predicting people in need, and making sure to be there at just the right moment to lend them a helping hand. “You seem upset, do you need to talk?” “Oh, you’re a dollar short? No, don’t put the milk back; I’ll cover you.” “I think your hair looks perfect today.” “You really ought to try taking your resume to this store. Trust me.”

Necromancers in forensics speaking with the dead to solve homicides and cold cases. Living lie detectors as beat cops and detectives and DEA agents.

Strangely cheap five star food diners that bake actual love into their apple pie, and they always know your dietary restrictions without being told.

Service golems in various sizes and shapes, making sure their magic users aren’t crowded, get medical attention, go where they need to, etc.They don’t get distracted, they can be hollow to hold things like medications, and in rare instances… they seem to develop loving attachment to their users despite not being alive.

Little old landladies who dabble in witchcraft brewing homeopathic remedies for people in their apartment complex.

Street magic is an amazing concept.


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