Hrm… it’s 2:30am.
Time to write angst!
Hrm… it’s 2:30am.
Time to write angst!
I can’t be the only one.
When exposed to air, ice cream quickly develops unappealing ice crystals and freezer burn. To cut down on air exposure, try this method (which also frees up freezer space): As the ice cream is eaten, cut off the empty part of the container with scissors or a knife. Then just replace the lid and return the container to the freezer.
This one time I wrote fanfiction about non-Sgrub adult Rochen whoops it isn’t nearly as sad as I’d planned
It was a miracle that she found him at all.
The sun had been up for a few hours, and yet the air was oppressively hot even in the shadows where she found the blueblood sprawled out. His canteen was empty, his eyes even more so, and he didn’t respond to her prodding. If she had chosen to leave him, he would have certainly been devoured by the hordes of the undead… or perhaps the heat of the Alternian sun would have cooked him alive. Either way, it was an easy task to leave him to his death.
Except she had covered him in her cloak and hauled him back to her hive.
And now Rochen sat next to him on the floor, carefully lying a wet cloth over his forehead. There was still a very good chance that he wouldn’t survive… most trolls couldn’t handle the desert in the day. She settled the cloth, and then hestiated.
…she wanted him to survive.
Slowly, trembling, she smoothed his hair back. It was soft. She hadn’t touched another troll in perigrees, since the last time the drones had come knocking.
He really couldn’t live. If he awoke, he wouldn’t appreciate her help. If he attacked her, she would kill him without hesitation. If he dared attempt to get to the Mother Grub, currently slumbering quietly several floors below, she would have to murder him. It would be so, so easy for this to end with his blood on the floor.
She let her hand trail along his jaw, feeling his pulse. Slow, regular. It’d be easy enough to slit his throat now, and spare the trouble of his waking. Just one quick cut, and it’d all be over.
He stirred a bit in her sleep, and she pulled her hand back as if she’d been burned.
“…a-ah…” Rochen stared down at him, trembling again. He could be anyone, he could be dangerous, she needed to kill him NOW, before he could become a threat to her charges! She was the Vigilant! She couldn’t let him live!
Except he was hurt. His skin was flushed blue, his breathing was still shallow and she hadn’t talked to anyone but the Mother Grub in a sweep. And she wanted to talk. She wanted to run her hand along his jaw, to ask his name, to know another troll again.
She slowly pushed herself up, swallowing hard. He needed more rest… and it’d probably be best if she wasn’t there when he awoke. The Vigilant adjusted her cloak and turned away.
She could hardly wait for him to wake.
I didn’t come to this website to make friends
I came to win
An innovative initiative is taking place in the Philippines to bring sustainable lighting to homes in impoverished communities. Empty plastic bottles are installed in the roof, filled with water and bleach they refract sunlight. These “solar light bulbs” provide light equivalent to a 55watt light bulb.
See how they’re made here. From Visual News
“Height Difference”
It was strange how despite being so big and intimidating, Tonraq was so quiet and gentle.
Likewise, how despite being one of the shorter girls in the village, Senna had a presence difficult to ignore…
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more Senna x Tonraq OTP feels.
I find it really adorable how much shorter Korra’s mom is compared to her dad. Might have even been more when they were younger. And how moe and girly faced she is, and her dad is XBOX huge andbara.
best ice cream ever y/y
OH MY GOD WHERE DID YOU GET THIS
KROGER’S.
2 FOR 3$, TOO
ALSO HAD A CINNAMON CHOCOLATE ONE.
SOBS BECAUSE WE DON’T HAVE THAT STORE AROUND HERE
EAT IT AND THINK OF ME
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
Pluto is there.
The artist remembered Pluto.
Guys…
The artist drew Pluto crying.
emilylaughingalonewithfuqujames:
Cards Against Humanity is a party game for horrible people.
Unlike most of the party games you’ve played before, Cards Against Humanity is as despicable and awkward as you and your friends.
The game is simple. Each round, one player asks a question from a Black Card, and everyone else answers with their funniest White Card.
And it is distributed under a Creative Commons license, meaning it is not only free to play, but remixing, and changing the game are more than just encouraged.The official hard copy has been sold out for a while now, but a PDF of all the cards, and instructions distributed by the creators for making your own deck can be found here.
You’re welcome, and enjoy!
Scott brought this home today. You can answer every subject card with Kanye West.
I do own this. From the cards, it looks much better than apples to apples could ever be.
I would like this.
I NEED IT
This is perfect.
yes please
guys look at the pdf it’s so fucking funny
oh my fucking god
attention Kari Helen Lenni when you get to my house this is the first thing we’re doing
Oh my god. LETS PLAY IT.
I have been meaning to print these out.
Remember this? I Finished it. I honestly don’t know what I’m doing with my life anymore.
Name: J
Hobby: Drawing people in collars whiokle drunk
Status: Terrible humam being
and in conculusion, no drawing iver again
tsunderin replied to your photo: and in conculusion, no drawing iver again
Mmm, look at that classy feller. OvO
ain’t nothin’ classy bout argent at all >:U
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I dunno, that collar really brings out his muscles. …wait, that doesn’t really have anything to do with class, does it. :3c
if it’d drawing him in a SUIT and collar then he couldbe classy and shit now i guess i kno wwhat i’m drawing tomorrow