its so pretty and snowy out


I had a dream that I was driving through a snowy, semi-wooded area and I SAW A TROODON.  A literal real-life Troodon, no mistaking it.  It was antagonizing a large deer.  Pretty obviously not hunting it (it was way too small and the deer was very big) just nipping at its rear end for the lulz (I’m amazed it managed to not get kicked.)

And then it ran off and I jumped out of the car like “HOLY CRAP I KNOW WHAT COLOR TROODON IS I HAVE TO GET PHOTOS SO I CAN SHOW PEOPLE.”

Because that was the priority.  I had to prove to people that I knew its real colors, and not that it was ACTUALLY ALIVE or anything.

It was almost all white, aside from some chestnut patches along the face, back, wings, and tail fan. So kiiiinda like sinosauropteryx, just with way more white.

I found myself on this high cliff-like overhang looking down the forest below and saw it running back and forth at the bottom, kind of like it was amusing itself kicking up snow.  IT WAS TOO FAST.  I could not get any decent photos that were not blurry as all hell.

I only had one choice: I had to get closer.

As I approached it I found myself actually considering more serious implications of A REAL-LIFE TROODON, such as how amazing it was that it looked almost unchanged after all this time.  (But then, plenty of theropod lineages kept the same body shape for dozens of millions of years, I reminded myself, so it wasn’t that surprising.)

And I had a moment of doubt, like “maybe I’m wrong and it’s not a Troodon” but then I saw the long tail and the sickle claw and I KNEW.  Also it was waaay too leggy and slender-faced to be a dromaeosaur.  YES.  IT WAS A TROODON.  It was very playful and curious and not nearly as shy as I was expecting (how has no one found you until now wtf.)

Its eyes were SO HUGE and amber-colored and the way the light shined through the cornea and reflected off the iris was incredible (my dreams almost never render things that hi-res, one reason I was certain it was not a dream.) Also as I got closer I was able to see that it actually had a lot of neat darker markings within the chestnut patch around the eyes.  It sort of had a facial disk, although not nearly as exaggerated as owls.

In fact, the detail about it that surprised me the most was that it had no feathers on its feet (there’s snow everywhere!  how are your feets warm??) but rather pebbly white scales with darker slate-grey scutes.  Not that this is impossible–I mean, scutes are derived from feathers, and the switch between them seems pretty variable in anything past the point of Stage IV feathers (i.e. all pennaraptors.)  It just surprised me because I like to draw troodontids with feathered feet and dromaeosaurs without, to distinguish them.  But then again, it’s been 66 million years, modern troodon had to be pretty derived, even if they still had the same general shape.

Also living Troodon means that the crown group for birds suddenly == Eumaniraptors!  Hahahaha dromaeosaurs are birds now, suck it dudebros.

But THE WORST PART was that the dream had a fake-out ending!  I woke up like “oh no, oh no, do I still have the photos” I and I frantically checked my phone and YES I STILL HAD THE PHOTOS ok everything was good, so I went back to sleep feeling confident.

…I didn’t really have the photos. >:(


aight aight here we go @asexualwhiskey​ [disclaimer: i have not been to a wedding in over 10 years. so.]

  • they get married in montreal in like. jacks parents backyard in late summer so the trees are starting to be all pretty and gorgeous but its not too cold out and its not extremely warm so its perfect
  • shitty is jacks best man and lardo is bittys best man as well. ransom and holster are the flowergirl and ringbearer respectively
  • jacks other groomsmen are members from his team (e.g. tater, snowy, and guy) and bitty’s are his frogs
  • the tadpoles are the ushers
  • the rehearsal is held in montreal at jacks parents house and because its a p small wedding bitty and suzanne cook a bunch of food and the rehearsal dinner is just a bunch of hockey bros sitting around jacks parent’s place and reminiscing and having a grand old time
  • they had their bachelor parties early and shitty had a great time planning jacks and lardo literally just took bitty to a bunch of clubs and got him trashed and they danced with many a person
  • so jack and bitty both want to have a p traditional wedding like they’re spicing some stuff up but for the most part its relatively standard
  • when they wake up they lay there for a bit and kiss and bitty almost starts crying bc he’s getting married and then jack ofc chirps him like “its not even the wedding and ur crying?” to which bitty hits him on the arm
  • lardo comes in right after that and grabs bitty with a salute to jack and literally just yanks bitty out of the room
  • 5 minutes later shitty barges in and he’s carrying jack’s suit with him
  • (jack and bitty are doing the whole “can’t see the other person until you’re walking down the aisle” thing)
  • so while jack starts getting ready (”shits i dont need ur help in putting on a tux?” “yes u do jack leT ME HELP U” “SHITS” sigh these two) bitty and lardo are getting ready on the other side of the house
  • they’re both doing black tuxes (even though bitty had joked about wearing a white wedding dress at times)
  • jack is literally not panicking at all he’s so okay with this he’s so happy and excited and ready to get married because bitty has been It for him since sophomore year and he is so happy he gets to spend the rest of his life with him
  • bitty… he’s not necessarily freaking about the marriage bit, but he keeps trying to scoot around lardo and run downstairs to make sure that everything is going off without a hitch? like he is completely okay with getting married bc lbr jacks everything he’s ever wanted and he cannot wait to be mr. eric zimmermann like he is SO HYPE for this he loves jack so much
  • (sidenote: these two losers are so in love its so gross im so happy they’re happy fuck)
  • but anyway bitty keeps having little panic attacks because?? what if the flowers aren’t what we ordered? what if the cake is too dry?? i should have cooked the cake lardo why did we order it?? (L: its ur wedding bits ur not cooking)
  • so lardo is basically running damage control and texting alicia and suzanne and reassuring bitty that everything is okay and going according to plan

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the trouble with snowmen

tentoo/rose, ~8k, adult.
this fic is a gift for @timelordinvictus​ as part of the @dwsecretsanta​ 2015! this lovely person requested tentoo/rose smut and also mentioned she enjoys fluff. so, naturally, this is a combination of the two. it’s quite festive, and a little bit insufferably fluffy… i hope it’s what you wanted! merry christmas, happy holidays, all that. hope you enjoy it <3
thanks to @shutupandlovetennant​ and @hanluvr​ for the beta work.
ao3 (no more teaspoon for me)

Rose climbs out of her shiny black sedan, slings her heavy bag over her shoulder, and reaches inside to lift a stack of paperwork from the passenger seat. A week ‘off’ from work doesn’t mean there isn’t loads of electronic filing to do. She winces at the freezing metal on her fingers as she grabs the roof to steady herself, and backs away to slam the door with her foot. Of course, the first day it snowed this year had to be the day she forgot to wear her gloves.

It snows more in this universe. Back home it snowed maybe once or twice a year, but here, it’s more like once a week in the winter months. She doesn’t much fancy being cold, and it’s hell to drive in icy conditions, especially in the dark. But she takes in the sight of the frosted rooftops and windowsills of deep maroon buildings, lampposts capped with miniature mountains of white fluff, barren trees weighed down with it. Fresh flakes gently descend through the still night air, and the deep navy sky is sprinkled with dim white stars, and suddenly she can’t help but be thankful for the snow and the cold. It’s beautiful.

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anonymous asked:

Can I request for Kagami for headcannons please? :)

Sure! @szczepter​ also wanted to know about Kagami, so here goes:

  • What they smell like:
    Well now, that depends on what he was doing before you ran into him. Generic bodywash and talcum powder, mostly? It comes with being a basketball player. Kagami can’t stand strongly flavored shampoos and the like (they make his nose itch something fierce), so he just grabs an inoffensive off-brand soap and considers the matter done.

    That said, since he does so much cooking with fresh ingredients, he sometimes has problems getting the smell of whatever herbs he was chopping last off his hands. (Trust me, freshly cut chives? Lasts forever). It’s not super-noticeable or anything, but once he gets to the hand-holdey stage with Kuroko, he becomes really self-conscious about it, and the fact that his hands turn into a sweaty mess on top of everything is not helping.

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Out and about again today;; but I got my new glasses finally!! After two years I can see!! – its also super snowy out but the one outside is my old glasses and then the others are one of the new pairs I got.

I know its not munday but I feel pretty good lookin’ today. Like Dr.Spencer Reid. Hah

But yeh also noticed out in the snow I look a lot more ‘normal complexion’ than my actual somewhat sickly pale I actually am.

Long story short the mun is a dork who has dorky cute glasses.

(Its so good to see you have no idea. I was having trouble seeing my computer monitor EVERYTHIN IS SO BEAUTIFUL IM SO HAPPY. SO EXCITEDLY JUBULIANT AND AAHHHH I CAN SEE COLOR. ))


Mini-breakdown of the latest Game Informer news of “Emprise Du Lion” - the Highlands reveal you may remember from PAX but now get to see in Frostbite glory!

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