Ice Age: Collision Course (2016)

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Set after the events of Continental Drift, Scrat’s epic pursuit of his elusive acorn catapults him outside of Earth, where he accidentally sets off a series of cosmic events that transform and threaten the planet. To save themselves from peril, Manny, Sid, Diego, and the rest of the herd leave their home and embark on a quest full of thrills and spills, highs and lows, laughter and adventure while traveling to exotic new lands and encountering a host of colorful new characters.
Ice Age: Collision Course (2016)
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Set after the events of Continental Drift, Scrat’s epic pursuit of his elusive acorn catapults him outside of Earth, where he accidentally sets off a series of cosmic events that transform and threaten the planet. To save themselves from peril, Manny, Sid, Diego, and the rest of the herd leave their home and embark on a quest full of thrills and spills, highs and lows, laughter and adventure while traveling to exotic new lands and encountering a host of colorful new characters.

My New Bedtime Routine

The past couple of weeks I’ve been slowly establishing a routine to calm me down and prepare me for the next day. I usually don’t have a routine in the summer, but this has really been helping my motivation and productivity! Here goes: 

1.) Close all books and tabs.                                                                            It’s hard to walk away from work sometimes, especially when I get on a roll with writing or I get really into a lesson. But when I actually get to closing everything up for the night, I feel much more relaxed. After that, I usually let myself watch 2-3 YouTube videos while I…

2.) Make myself a cup of tea and munch on some fruit.                              You shouldn’t go to bed on a full stomach, but you shouldn’t go to bed on an empty one, either. I find fruit to be a nice snack that won’t make me feel bloated.

3.) Set my alarm, turn off my computer and silence my phone.                       I make sure to cut off wireless communication well before I’m actually in bed, just to separate a little from the world and back into my own head. That being said, I do leave my phone on in case it’s something urgent.

4.) Set out workout clothes for tomorrow.                                                         This is a pretty old “tips for getting up early” trick, but I make sure that the clothes I lay out are the ones that will get me up to do what I need to be doing in the morning. If I set out my running shorts and sports bra, I’m going to put them on, and then I’ll have to go running. Additionally, putting my stuff out helps me get into the mindset of tomorrow instead of still trying to sort out the day I’ve just had. 

5.) Write out tomorrow’s ‘to-do’ list.                                                                    I used to do this in the morning when I woke up, but sometimes it was too hard to get going and I didn’t get as much done as I had originally wanted to. Writing it out the night before give a “it’s already there you’ve got no excuses” kind of vibe, and I usually remember more things to do than I would in the morning.

6.) Take a shower.                                                                                                  I always shower in the morning, after my workout, because it’s when I’m The Most Gross And Sweaty. But a few weeks ago I started just standing under the water for 2-3 minutes at night before bed, and it relaxed me so much more. 

7.) Light a candle, perfume, and moisturize.                                                       The perfume isn’t for me, it’s for my bed. My mom got me a pillow sleep spray that smells like lavender and I love it. I have to spray it early because it takes a couple of minutes to dry, so in the meantime it’s so relaxing to turn off all of the lights in my room except the twinkle lights over my bed and a candle on my vanity. Also, moisturizing is important for your skin and it makes your blankets feel good on your legs. ^.^

8.) Sit.                                                                                                                     I do it on my bed or on the floor or sometimes in a chair, but I think it’s really important to just kind of sit in the quiet and embrace my room before I sleep. It sounds hippie-dippie and a lot of people would call it practicing mindfulness, but to me its just committing to the space like I would in the circumstance of any other task. 

9.) Blow out the candle, get under the covers, and unplug the lights.       This one’s pretty self-explanatory. Sight is the last of my five senses that I cut off before bed, so once I’ve done that I roll over, count backward from 200, and… 


anonymous asked:

I have a weird idea about the 'nuke' that went off during centipeedle and Lapis' story. If the diamonds set off this nuke to kill all gems on earth then surely they would think that the earth was uninhabited again. This is the bit I don't understand. Why didn't they come back and colonise the earth. They obviously had need for it to attack it in the first place. I was stuck on this and wondering if you had any theories

I didn’t really notice the “nuke” aspect to be honest. I thought of it more as just the moment of being poofed/corrupted.

The nuke theory is interesting, though.

From exam grading to health education to professional training to democratic participation, paths towards self-realization and success in the world are often daunting and obscure: journeys only the privileged feel confident setting off along.
—  Tom Chatfield

To my dear friend,

I love you, but you’re exhausting.

The slightest thing will set you off and you will yell or cry, or not talk to me for months.

You wear yourself down, do too many things, expect too much of yourself. You hold on to all your emotions, then snap and release them like a waterfall.

It’s not healthy and I am always the one to pick up the pieces.

You tell me how everyone is annoying, yet you are one of the least perfect people I know.

I help you whenever I can, but you’re ungrateful.

You love to bring up fights we’ve had in the past and blame me, but if I talk back you’ll cry or yell and won’t talk to me for ages.

You’re a baby. 

It’s draining to be around you. I have to say the right things, talk you to enough so you don’t get angry and not too much so I don’t annoy you. I come home exhausted. I can’t keep up keeping up with you.

There’s so many things you do that I don’t like. You can be rude, selfish, disorganized, condescending. You never appreciate the friends you have. You want things but you don’t get them yourself. You always sneak in little insults on things you know people are insecure about.

The way you talk about your sister is awful.

But I love you. I keep continuing to be your friend. Partly because sometimes you’re great. But partly because if I wasn’t friends with you, and I didn’t look after you, I’m not sure anyone else would.

It’s just some days, I wish you would take care of me too.



Finally, a song that gets me.

4th of july was a literal month ago and it is 2am and i just woke up to another firework some fckn condom set off and the symphony of car alarms that resulted i’m going to scream

On Set

~ Based off Dunkirk because we all love soldier Harry. ~


“Pretty please may I have a kiss?” He begs, jutting his lower lip out like a child. As much as I’d love to kiss him, I refrain from doing so since his face is caked with mud. In the entertainment industry, playing the role of a soldier means getting dirty like real one. Which also means having to take more than one shower on the days you’re on set.

But when everything is said and done, it would’ve been totally worth it. In fact, the hard work he has put in is already beginning to pay off. Both on and off camera, he strives to be the best version of his character possible. Some of the crew members have even admitted to admiring that about him.

“Later on this evening you can have all the kisses you want,” I promise, taking his bigger, warmer hands in mine. “How does that sound, huh?” I smile up at him.

For a few seconds he doesn’t say anything. “Guess it’ll have to do.” He sighs before returning my smile, cute dimples indenting his cheeks.

I pull away when a brunette lady wearing a headset approaches the two of us. She has a pair of the brightest blue eyes. “Harry, we need you down at the dock in five,” she informs him. She nods at me in acknowledgement before speed walking in the direction of the trailers. I assume she’s going to inform the other actors.

Harry shakes his head and chuckles. “I still think it’s crazy that I’m apart of something this… big.” He takes a look around. There’s lights, cameras, props, costume racks, and determined people all over the place. It’s absolutely incredible, if you ask me.

“Well, you are. And you deserve to be because you’re amazing,” I tell him honestly. If it’s anyone who’s perfect for a movie like this, or any movie for that matter, it’s him. The word “can’t” isn’t in his vocabulary and he always works to get things done right.

His muddy cheeks turn a light shade of pink and I can’t help but let out a small laugh. “Don’t laugh at me,” he scolds through a smile. “But thank you.” His green eyes are genuine.

“You know what, maybe you don’t have to wait till this evening.” I stand on my toes and press my lips to his.

* * *

Yet another Goldfish tumbles onto the white sheets when I fail to catch it with my mouth. If you’ve ever wonder what adults do in hotel rooms at night, they throw cheesy snacks at each other.

“Aww, you were so close, babe. You just need better mouth, eye coordination,” Harry tells me, sounding oddly encouraging. Sometimes I wonder how we managed to find each other. We were already weird on our own, but us together made an interesting combination. It’s a combination I’ve grown to love, though.

I smile and crawl closer to him. He then places the goldfish bag off to the side. With a content sigh, he lays back and pulls me with him. The feeling of being in his arms is like no other; the guy is practically teddy bear. “I might not have mouth, eye coordination in terms of catching goldfish, but there’s something else I’m good at doing,” I say suggestively.

A soft chuckle vibrates through his chest. “Someone’s being awfully cheeky.” Classic me.

“What? I’m only telling the truth,” I defend myself, unable to keep from smiling.

“You’re something else, you know that.” He kisses the top of my head fondly. Warmness immediately flows throughout my entire body. “What would I do without you?” He murmurs.

I lazily shrug. “I don’t know.”

“Me neither.”


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anonymous asked:

Do you compare yourself to other trans men a lot? Its usually the thing that sets off my dysphoria, but I can't help but do it

Yes I do, more than I would like to. I hate it. But sometimes I think “man my facial hair is nothing like my best friend’s” or “I wish my abs looked like so and so’s” then I realize that they look at me and think similar things. I can’t help the way my body is changing, I can’t help genetics, I can only work out and be positive and eat well. I may never have skinny hips or a full beard but I’m still doing alright. I’m better than I was and I’ll be better tomorrow than I am today. I’m myself and that’s what matters.

every time i see the Joseph duck shoes post i relate so much bc im the person to just touch random sound making things in the store

around Halloween time i squeezed this black cat toy and it starts SCREAMING and HISSING super loud and i just RAN, but i bumped into a shelf which set off these loud porch pumpkins that start yelling and setting off each other and other motion/ voice activated decorations and i was freaking out and being attacked by Halloween decor


Wrapping up the last of the Stream DVD covers I have, as my collection is still a little incomplete. One day I’ll be able to wrap up this post set. To round it off to 3 like the others, the movie’s cover is added here with #11 & 12.

Scanned from: My Rockman.EXE DVD Collection

The Surface

Revo never expected he’d see the surface. Humans just didn’t fall down here like they used to, so it wasn’t likely he’d ever get to it. He’d probably get dusted by a feral monster before the barrier was broken.

Despite all his theories, plans, and calculations, he found himself blinking at the sun one day, far above the Underground. The barrier wasn’t broken, but somehow he was still breathing fresher air.

Revo decided to set off, looking to see if there were any other monsters nearby.


anonymous asked:

"You wouldn't punish me, daddy. I know you wouldn't. Not even if I did-" You reach down and begin playing with yourself, "This." You grin cheekily, getting excited as you see it in his eyes that he's thisss close to punishing you. "Now you're just begging to be punished, aren't you, darlin'?" His grip tightens on the sides of your throat, your eyes rolling back at the feel of it. "How can I beg for something you wouldn't do?" You giggle and that's the moment that sets him off. (+)

In what seems like an instant, Ashton has you face down on the mattress and hands bound to the headboard with your legs spread wide open as his long fingers toy and tease with your clit, his free hand cupping and gripping your ass. “Don’t think I won’t punish you, huh? Watch me.” He whispers in your ear, his hot breath leaving you tingling all over. In the blink of an eye, his calloused palm comes down roughly on your ass, it being big enough to slap both your cheeks, leaving them bright red (+)

After many rough slaps to your ass and teasing rubs to your clit, you hear the sound of a zipper and the rustle of fabric before you feel the bed dip down behind you and hands guiding you onto your knees with your elbows propping up the front half of you. Ashton leaves your hands tied to the headboard and useless. “I’m gonna fuck you from behind baby girl. How does that sound?” He asks, with his cock in his hand, he teases your cunt with the tip of it. (+)

It doesn’t take long before you start feeling that familiar knot in your stomach but just before you can push yourself over the edge and into orgasmic bliss, Ashton just stops completely and pulls out of your cunt. Whines and whimpers escape your lips and you once against push your ass back, trying to get him to finish what he started but no. He pushes you down on your belly and you feel dip in the bed rise back up. The sound over vibrations to your left cause tingles to run up your spine. (+)

Ashton pushes the vibrator under you, teasing your nipples just a bit before he runs it down your back, dragging it over your ass cheeks and finally presses it to your clit. With your arms in the way, you can’t see whats going on but you swear Ashton left the room and your thoughts are confirmed when you hear the fridge open downstairs and the sound of a beer being opened. You squirm and wiggle, trying to push the vibrator more so up against your clit but you’re so wet, it’s kinda hard (+)

For the longest time you don’t hear Ashton anywhere near you, just his footsteps downstairs and just when you think you’ll finally get to cum, you feel Ashton’s hand grip your as the the toy being taken away. “I’m not gonna give you what you want that easy.” Ashton murmurs, undoing the restraints on your hand and swiftly flipping you onto your back. “I think,” Ashton leans over, find a bottle of lube in the bedside table. “I’m gonna fuck that tight little ass of yours.” He grins wickedly (+)

The idea of Ashton fucking your ass honestly was one of the best thought you had ever had. Sure you had done it before but it always made you giddy when he said he was going to. “Mmm. Yes please.” You say, moaning quietly. The coolness of the lube dripping down on your ass made you shiver and even more so when Ashton took two of his fingers, pushing the lube between your ass cheeks, one of them circling and teasing your hole, making you arch your back for the second time tonight. (+)

“F-fuck that feels so good.” You say, stuttering just a little. “Hmm, just wait baby girl. I’m gonna make you feel even better.” He says before pushing two fingers inside of you and leaning over, kissing the valley of your breasts and his teeth grazing your nipples. He moves his fingers in and out of you, scissoring them just a bit to try and get you used to the feel of it. “Oh god, just fuck me already.” You groan and Ashton complies, slowly pushing his cock into you (+)

Ashton doesn’t waste any time before he starts pounding into you, your eyes rolling back at how good it feels. He grips your hips, leaning over you still and leaving deep red marks over your neck, collar bones, and breasts, marking you as his, knowing they’ll be purple-ish in the morning. You reach around him, your nails digging into Ashton’s back and dragging them down his skin over and over as moan after moan fills the room from the both of you. (+)

cHRIST this is fucking incredible 

drunken blurb night with @assholemalums​!

anonymous asked:

Can I request a scenario where TFA Optimus has to save a reader from a jealous Arachnid?

Optimus Prime (TFA):

          “You mean to tell me that you have a, a relationship with this puny, filthy, utterly disgusting organic?!

           Blackarachnia was just trying to comprehend the situation at this point, the sheer absurdity of it not missing her. But as it began to become more and more clear in her processor, so too increased her absolute rage. To think that such a lowly thing, an organic, an abomination against all things of good Cybertron, something beneath even her own mangled and corrupted existence as a techno-organic, would find itself in the good grace of Optimus… It burned something inside of her and set off an eternal flame of unadulterated hatred.

           Optimus had you behind him, subtly motioning you to run, presumably to the shores of Dinobot Island, where he prayed to Primus the rest of his crew where. Feeling the adrenaline rush through you like a wave, you bolted as fast as you possibly could have. Blackarachnia lunged, seeing pure red and wishing for murder, to rip you to gory ribbons like the meat you were.

           You continued to run even as Optimus, ever the hero, covered your rapid retreat, trying to fight off a ruthless and very deadly Blackarachnia.

Mob Days are Over...A Teaser

Falling into his arms had been easy. It was what came after that Caroline would never have seen coming.
That was years ago though, times certainly have changed. Klaus was more than she could have ever thought up to be her perfect mate.
Her perfectly screwed up and wonderfully destroyed being.
Her thoughts faded as she slid in and out of consciousness hearing Klaus’ strangled voice calling for her.
Caroline vaguely remembered him being shot in the stomach after shielding her from the arms fire his former gunmen set off in their home.
She crawled over to him, her bones weak, her stomach bleeding out as he reached for her. She gripped his fingers with her own.
“I’m…here,” she managed weakly clinging to him and to life itself.

Perma-cookie wars continue: KISSMetrics sneaks cookies back onto your computer even if you turn off every cookie vector #5yrsago

A group of respected security researchers have published a paper documenting the tactics used by KISSmetrics – a company that counts Hulu and many other Internet giants among its customers – to install and read back cookies on your computer even if you don’t want them. Using a kind of kitchen-sink approach, KISSmetrics is able to track your computer even if you’ve got cookies, Flash cookies and other common cookie-setting vectors turned off. It’s one thing for companies to say that they only gather information about users who allow such tracking; it’s another thing for a company to go to endless lengths to circumvent their users’ best attempts to shield themselves from tracking.