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i wonder if

ok so i just saw casey niestats video with the blind youtuber and how she sees. i want to know if she can see different light colors if so, could we create a movie or picture with this huge lit up sheet or lamps of all colors or shapes like how wonderful would it be to have a blind person see a some-what of a picture, like imagine using green leaf cut out shapes and brown trunk lights just on a huge scale so this mostly blind person can take a look into our world of seeing 

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a guide to the riordanverse by me (i tried to be funny)

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Me af

in math i use this thing called the guess and hope method 

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Mist FanFiction

Story One

I am the Mist. I know what you’re thinking “ the mist isn’t it an inanimate floating cloud of vapor” well you’re wrong. I have been covering up Demigods, gods and monsters for millenias.

Recently I have been covering this boy named Percy Jackson he’s this really hot son of Poseidon who’s dating a daughter of Athena. I’ve had to cover up his sword so many times it’s ridiculous. He’s gotten in trouble so many times and I have to go fix it… well I help fix it I don’t control the big things.

Some people can control me, Like this punk daughter of Zeus she can snap her fingers and control me with little thought. The gods they are all powerful so they can just think and I’ll be forced to do their bidding but some who do try are and fail just look plain stupid.

Some demigods decided to fall into the Grand Canyon, But of course there was a satyr and a demigod that could fly there to help them out so boom mortal kids memories altered.

Satyrs have been listening to satyr named Grover since he is the lord of the wild. But he’s telling them hey don’t wear hats, fake shoes and pants that cover up their goat parts. “humans need to see us how we really are” and that mumbo jumbo. except the gods can’t have that so constant alterations of mortal minds. news flash grover you could be put down for that shit

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Tusi couple

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Solving this puzzle…

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The American sorrow

The american sorrow The rough metallic gun And courageous masked soldier With the will to kill Is on the field Deeds are done And when the trigger is pulled And the deed is done The picture will unfold of the girl who was told I will come back to you

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Here's to

Here’s To Here’s to the men who are sentenced To a hero's duty, To train for greatness, To protect and serve, To save the innocent To win a war, To win freedom, To return to a peaceful world

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The deed is done

The deed is done When the deeds are done The child’s Hero returns home Without the sun in his eyes or the life in his heart The child is lost But when He receives the flag He remembers that When the father is lost But never forgotten The son will remember The hero he once had home is always in his heart

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I get jealous really easily but not like an angry vengeful jealous more like a really sad lonely jealous because everybody likes everybody more than they like me and I really really don’t blame them. 

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How to moonwalk!

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reblog if you also want to see the Lightning Thief Musical but you can’t

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All 3

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I don't post it but I do write it

Reblog if you write fan fiction

Doesn’t matter if you write in a frequent basis, or once in a blue moon, just how many of us are there?

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Today is the only day you can share this meme. Precisely 2000 years prior to March 6th 4017. The day Squidward trapped himself in the freezer. March 6th 2017.

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Aww but you guys, I really want the old gang and the new gang to be family. Grover making some amazing vegetarian chili with Piper in the Mess Hall (”Is this… uh, G, is this half a soda can?” “That’s just what it comes in, you don’t have to eat it. Actually, I’ll take care of that, hand it over.” “Hey, no, get your own!”) Juniper sitting with Nico near that quiet grassy stretch near the trees, teaching him how to busy his shaking hands by twisting the delicate stems of flowers into crowns.

Reyna and Clarisse hanging out in the armory, dusting, reorganizing, sharing trade secrets and favorite ways to completely mess up a dude. Also? Clarisse has so many embarrassing stories about Percy. Reyna’s never laughed so hard in her life.

Dakota and Travis and Connor wreaking havoc–triple the trouble, triple the, uh. Trouble. They’re in trouble. Chiron’s coming and they should probably run. Frank lining up a shot at the archery range, holding the tension in his arms, breathing in, standing steady, and–”Hey, so, I heard you stole my little brother’s job over in New Rome?” His shot goes wide, and Thalia laughs. “Let me show you how it’s done, kid.”

Rachel and Hazel listening to old jazz albums, humming along together and sharing an easel, just covered in paint and giggling. Butch helps them make stained glass sculptures that dance and glitter in the wind. Tyson and Leo as partners whenever there’s a game of Chicken in the Sound; Leo’s got skinny little arms, but nobody can knock Tyson down. “We are the champions!”

Reyna and Annabeth sitting together on the beach, listening to the waves, soaking in the sun. There’s not much they need to say–and the press of their shoulders speaks loud enough, anyway. Percy and Jason facing off in the arena, a clash of titans that somehow ends up in a ridiculous dance-off. Piper and Thalia sharing earbuds and singing dramatically at one another. Will and Hazel tearing through the forest together, unlikely Capture the Flag partners, small and silent and deadly. Frank and Clarisse racing up the climbing wall. “No cheating, little brother!”

Just a big cross-country family. Late night Iris messages. Postcards sent from around the world: Love from yet another death-defying quest, wish you were here! Orange and purple tye-dyed shirts. E-mails and selfies and road trips and slumber parties, sharing drinks and eye-rolls as they hover near the buffet during Official Olympus Celebrations. Trading stories and keeping secrets and knowing one another’s scars, the violence that cut them deep, the exact touch to ease a nightmare. Stolen hoodies and kisses to cheeks and warm hands to hold, a solid weight to lean against, and too much laughter, always. 

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My second fav OTP is gay