Ambitious author/artist named Sara, not really going anywhere at the moment though.

 

letterstopercyjackson:

HOO AUS: get to know ARGO II, the new pop/punk band sensation based in San Francisco and comprising four talented young boys: Percy Jackson (lead vocalist); Jason Grace (vocals and guitar); Frank Zhang (vocals and bass) and Leo Valdez (vocals and drum). Argo II owned many people’s hearts by composing their own songs and melodies. Their first album FESTUS broke records and generated singles like The Lost Hero and Gaea. Argo II is currently on tour, conquering fans all over the world. Soon, you’ll get to know DEMIGODDESSES, the girlband that has been touring with ARGO II.

click on the gifs for fancasts;

tennants-hair:

lokean-nomad:

nothingbecomingsomething:

weightlesslives:
Posting on Tumblr is like talking to your cat. You don’t know if they are listening, and you don’t know if they care, but for some reason, it still helps.
This might be the most accurate thing I’ve read ever

And sometimes they attack you completely unprovoked.

That too

sharkchunks:

disneypixar:

A trip down sensory lane.

Filmmakers take note- This five second scene not only fully describes a characters backstory, but the entire reason he acts the way he acts through the film, taking him from a villain to a sympathetic character and justifying a total reversal of his actions in the present. In five seconds, this movie does for the development of a character more than most movies do in two hours. This is why you should be studying Disney and Pixar along with Martin Scorsese and Stanley Kubrick, and ignoring professors and elitist students who deride them as “kids stuff.”

sharkchunks:

disneypixar:

A trip down sensory lane.

Filmmakers take note- This five second scene not only fully describes a characters backstory, but the entire reason he acts the way he acts through the film, taking him from a villain to a sympathetic character and justifying a total reversal of his actions in the present. In five seconds, this movie does for the development of a character more than most movies do in two hours. This is why you should be studying Disney and Pixar along with Martin Scorsese and Stanley Kubrick, and ignoring professors and elitist students who deride them as “kids stuff.”

pirouettesintopurgatory:

todayiwrotenothing:

I don’t know about other English-speaking cultures, but in Britain thick means dim, slow, a bit stupid. So I quite like the fact that the video for Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines features his surname as a hashtag in giant red letters. It’s like he’s misspelling an insult to himself. Flashing up #THICKE on the screen, he might as well include #STUPIDE #MORONE #IDIOTE #BRAINLESSE WANKERE

I READ ALL OVER THOSE WORDS IN A FRENCH ACCENT

my-patronus-is-obamas-face:

iluvatardis:

polyamorousmisanthrope:

valkyriestrikeofthelashatterdome:

gotterdammerungs:

                             (x)

And then in the future, everything changes. He’s been through it all, of course-watched humanity rediscover the heavens above them, watched them begin to wonder what’s out there. He cheered with the rest of the world when they landed on the moon, cheered as if he’d found Isla de la Muerta all over again, because there was something new. New treasure, a new horizon. But then they stop going, stop exploring, and he goes back to riding tankers across the rising seas. So he’s surprised when one day he wakes up from a night with his bottle of rum (his truest companion), and hears that there’s colonies on Mars now, and they need ships to supply them. He spends the next decade crafting new identities, learning all he can to qualify for the job, and after several tries (and even more faked deaths-this immortality thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be in the age of the inerasable digital self) he gets it. The ships go nearly constantly now, the needs of the terraforming project creating an unbroken line of vessels from Mars to Earth and back again. “Show me that horizon,” he whispers to himself, his personal prayer of thanksgiving, each time they leave orbit, because the worlds, the stars are in motion and it’s never the same, with nearly three years for a round trip the ports are always different, even if they keep the old names. And finally one trip something goes wrong with the reactor, they’re too low on power and have to deploy the backups, and Jack (Lucky Jack, they call him, for he survives too many things he shouldn’t but science has yet to accept that maybe some things weren’t old wives’ tales after all) goes out for the spacewalk to bring up the solar panels. And as they rise, geometric patterns black against the sun’s glare, he’s struck by a powerful sense of déjà vu, because it’s all here-wind and sails, a ship beneath his feet and stars above his head, horizon in all directions. He wonders, for a moment, if the reason he’s still here is because the universe wanted a witness, to mourn the end of one age of exploration, and rejoice in the birth of the next.

Thank you for writing this. It made me cry, but oh I am so relieved to see the yearning for the stars.

That shouldn’t have given me as many feels as it did… 

'The world is still the same, just less in it'

(Source: jamesfrancos)

risemboolrangersofficial:

h3yt3r3z1:

Vic Mignogna signed my Death Note three years ago. I think it’s defective…

Defective? Don’t forget that writing a name in the death note WITHOUT a description of death will result in a heart attack. Writing it WITH a description of death will make it follow those guidelines.

By writing ‘Don’t Kill Me!’ in your Deathnote, Vic has essentially made himself immortal. Congratulations! ;)