thick ice


1-9-17 // Some photos I took at Niagara Falls. The snow was covered with thick, sleek ice. Walking came with the risk of falling. It was a frozen wonderland at sunset. I wore two pairs of gloves because it was so bitter cold, and windy, but my fingers went numb anyway. There was mist flying into our faces from the falls. Only two other people were there besides my friends and me. Despite the conditions, or perhaps because of the conditions, I think it was worth it. This visit was beautiful, and I’m glad we went when we did.


Sweet Valentine (Joker x Reader)

“It’s Valentines Day and you’re bitter that the Joker would rather have business meetings with Gothams criminals then spend time with you. So you find a way to keep him home.”

A/n: I didn’t think that I’d have time to write anything up for Valentines Day but I pushed myself to get this done for you guys. I hope you guys like it.

Warning: Implied inappropriate use of icing, mature themes, suggestive Joker stuffs, murder of innocent cookies.

Music played through out the kitchen. You held the mixing bowl against your chest as you swirled the spoon through the thick icing. You hummed along with the song as you added another drop of red food colouring into the bowl to get the colour you wanted. You put the bowl down and checked on the heart shaped cookies that baked in the oven.

“Soon~” you grinned, looking back to the bowl of icing. You dragged your finger through the sugary substance and held it up to your lips. You inhaled the sweet scent and wasted no time slipping the finger between your lips. You were too preoccupied indulging in the icing to notice the man enter the kitchen.

It wasn’t until your music stopped that you turned around and gasped, quickly pulling your finger from your mouth. There he stood, bright green hair slicked back. He licked his lips as his eyes racked over you. “Oh don’t let me stop you, please, go on.”

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Day Five

I had to keep moving. Not so much because I wanted to, in truth my whole body hurt after a few extremely cold nights. But I had to make sure my extremities did not succumb to hypothermia, and I needed water. The first few brooks I found were covered in thick ice which I could not penetrate. But this one was sheathed with a thin layer, and much-needed water was given to me by my gracious host, the Forest. And, most importantly, I was still alone without having seen another human for days.

(Photo: d.)



(Justin Vernon)

Someway, baby, it’s part of me, apart from me
You’re laying waste to Halloween
You fucked it friend, it’s on its head, it struck the street
You’re in Milwaukee, off your feet

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
Jagged vacance, thick with ice
And I could see for miles, miles, miles

Third and Lake it burnt away, the hallway
Was where we learned to celebrate
Automatic bought the years you’d talk for me
That night you played me ‘Lip Parade’
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that’s enough for me

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Huddled far from the highway aisle
Jagged vacance, thick with ice
And I could see for miles, miles, miles

Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright
Above my brother, I and tangled spines
We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
Now to know it in my memory

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
High above the highway aisle
Jagged vacance, thick with ice
But I could see for miles, miles, miles


An *epic* second trip of the season, this time an Antarctic Classic and for me the opportunity to work as a camping and kayaking guide. 

We had a beautiful sunset/sunrise camping on Orne Island in amazingly calm conditions, landed with Adelie penguins on 10m+ thick sea ice in the Weddell Sea, bashed through ice on our way to Port Lockroy (and even more ice leaving through the Neumeyer Channel), and kayaked through brash on a bluebird day in Cierva Cove. Incredible!

godly mint chocolate chip ice cream

2 cans coconut milk
Large bunch of mint
1/3 cup sugar
1 medium avocado
1tbsp agar agar powder
3tbsp olive oil
1 cup chocolate chunks

Steep 1.5 can on coconut milk on low heat with mint and sugar until it tastes mint-y
Blend remaining coconut milk with avocado and 2-3 stems worth of mint
Let agar powder bloom in separate bowl with 1tbsp of steeped milk
Refrigerate until cold

Churn in ice cream maker (add in olive oil while churning) until correct consistency.

@only-1-a. I even wrote instructions like a real recipe

Nurse Maximoff (Requested)

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Reader
Request:@loverollyjoger: Would you want to do number one from the when you’re sick prompt list? For Peter Maximoff? Like where the reader is sick and she’s super independent and doesn’t want him to have to take care of her? (From this prompt list)
Word Count: 1027
Warning: fluff, Peter being a nerd, sickness??
A/N: Idk if sickness counts as a warning, but there is mentions of throwing up/nausea and shit which may bother people. Just something to keep in mind.
Tagging: @notsoprettykitty, @metuel16,
(let me know if you want to be tagged/untagged)

Originally posted by simpinwicv

((gif not mine, credit to owner))

                Winter had come full force, and soon the warm air was a chilled one. Snow piled high out the mansion, and walking beyond the gates was practically skating due to the thick sheets of ice. Most students stuck to the indoors, wrapped up in blankets and big comfy sweaters. The few that dared to travel outside usually were the ones who enjoyed the frigid weather, or regretted leaving the warmth of the mansion instantly. You were among the many hiding away in their rooms. You were hoping to stay warm this winter, and just study for the upcoming exams. But with cold weather, usually came the flu which you had sadly caught. At first it was just a crappy headache a running nose, nothing you couldn’t handle, but then came the nonstop cough and your eyes wouldn’t stop watering. You had wanted to stay in bed till it passed, but there was too much to get done and a cold wasn’t stopping you now.

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