Yooo I'm Noah and I blog about hawkeye and dogs and lots of other things I guess. this is where I lie and say I'm super cool. I'm super cool.
I'm 19, asexual, and some kind of genderfluid trans person who's majoring in statistics and crying at uga. I use they/them or he/him pronouns thanks!
(Also I'm working full time this summer so I'm queuing like mad, so if you see me reblogging things from a long time ago from you, I'm probably not stalking your blog. Probably...)
Dionysus offered to grant a wish for Midas as a thank you; in his greed and arrogance, the king asked for the power to turn everything he touched into gold. The request was granted, but soon the king realized that this gift was actually a curse – all food, all drink, even the lovely form of his daughter, turned to gold at his touch. He begged the god to take back the gift, and Dionysus told him to bathe in the waters of Pactolus: the river-water would heal everything of the Midas Touch. Midas did so, and afterwards abandoned all his riches to become a worshipper of Pan.
Fantastical Creatures + The Mermaid Stranded On Dry Land
Separated from her kin she spends her days staring out at the ocean. Adorning her self with things that remind her of home. She wears her friends in the form of bones and shells. Paints her skin the color of the currents. But it’s never enough. Some ask her to tell stories, to weave her sorrows into their memories. But she doesn’t speak. At least not to them.