the punchline is that i still haven’t figured out how to draw allura


Great Sand Dunes National Park
July 24th, 2016

Woah. I cannot even explain how amazing this was today. The sand dunes are about four hours away from Denver, but my friend got a group of us together to make the trek out for her birthday. This experience definitely did not disappoint. We rented sand boards and it actually wasn’t as terrifying as I anticipated and we even rocked our bikini tops! Such a good workout, too.

I am so thankful and content right now.



anonymous asked:

I have an idea, if you like it: for Throbb, five times one went for a hug while the other went for a kiss, and the one time they actually intended the same


It’s not that Theon wants to spill it out. Heck, he and Robb have known each other for three months and Robb’s seven, sure as hell he doesn’t need Theon to dump his issues at him - it’d be unfair if they were the same damn age but Theon remembers that when he was seven he sure as hell wouldn’t have appreciated someone telling him what he should tell Robb if he answered the damned question.

“It’s nothing,” he brushes Robb off. “Really. I just slept badly.”

“You’re lying.”


“You’re not looking at me. You always look somewhere else when you’re lying. You can tell me.”

You look sad. What’s wrong?, Robb had asked.

Loaded question.

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I just want to say thank you to @vinesauce, @revscarecrow, @geepm, @pelikuni, @mentaljen, @vargskelethor, and every other vinesauce member that I don’t know have tumblrs for what they’ve accomplished in the past 48 hours.

I almost lost my dad 3 years ago to non-hodgkins burkitts lymphoma, which a very aggressive blood cancer. It hit suddenly and if we had caught it a day later he wouldn’t be here right now. I wasn’t very happy during that time, but then I found a video of a guy corrupting super mario bros 2.

and I laughed really hard. For the first time in like a month.

One thing lead to another and I found everyone else. You guys helped me through a very hard time and I just want to say that I appreciate everything you’ve done. Cancer sucks and I love you guys.

anonymous asked:

Chris, I hate to ask since you're having a nice happy reunion and all that, but have you managed to find Nana yet?

Chris: But, if what I’m hearing’s right, she’s out at the Tower of Silence right now. 

Chris: She’ll be back before too long. Besides, I kinda- …It’s nice to have some time to prepare, I guess.

Whoops I wrote a thing for this, and it was not even the thing I was supposed to be writing this afternoon.

Digijacks and Jackothy, probably not sfw but not explicit.

“No, come on, let me see that for a minute.” Jack grabs for Tim’s wrist and Timothy tries to pull back but Jack is too quick. “You mean to tell me you never tried this? You’re missing out, buddy - look what they can do.”

Jack holds Tim’s wrist firmly in one hand as the other accesses the wristpad that summons the digijacks. They shimmer into existence in front of Tim as Jack’s fingers fly over the keypad, and he’s not sure exactly what Jack’s typing in but those subroutines don’t look familiar. The digijacks blink in unison as Jack executes a command and a faint ripple goes through both of them as Jack shuts down the wristpad and lets go of Tim.

The digijacks look at Jack and at Tim, and then at each other. They smile together, which - has Tim ever seen them have real facial expressions before? He doesn’t think so - and then they’re turning toward each other and wow, that’s a hand on a digital ass and they’re fitting their lips together and suddenly it’s a lot warmer in here.

Jack’s rubbing his hands together next to him, a gleeful smile on his face, and - this is weird, right? This should be weird. But if he’s honest Tim passed weird a long time ago, and the sight of the digital Jacks making out in front of him is a lot less strange than some of the things he’s seen. Jack’s an attractive guy, Tim can admit that, and watching the digijacks sigh into each others mouths is - well. Tim shifts a little, wondering if he can surreptitiously adjust his pants.

Jack elbows him in the side. “Pretty great, right? I know, I’m a genius.” Jack glances sideways at Tim, adopting a thoughtful tone. “They’re just a preview, though - I bet they’re nowhere as good as the real thing.”

Tim doesn’t know what Jack means by that until Jack turns him with one hand on his hip and another coming up to cup his face. Out of the corner of his eye he can see the digijacks lift their mouths from each other, and then he’s hit with three identical smirks, although the two on the side pale in comparison to the one staring him down from inches away.

“What do you say, handsome?” Jack says, thumb brushing Tim’s cheek. “Interested?”

Tim gulps. He feels like he should say no to this - but he doesn’t want to, and he’s far away from home and everything that used to make sense, and sometimes it feels like Jack’s the only stable ground in a world that’s constantly shifting.

Jack’s watching him intently, waiting. His hands are warm on Timothy’s skin.

They’re the same height, so it’s easy to step into him, to watch Jack’s eyes light up as Timothy leans in.

Interested,” Tim says, right before he presses his lips to Jack’s. “Yeah, you could say that.”