#little tidbits

[tonybannerblog]

I love the 30’s and 40’s. 😊😊😊

@markruffalo

[theosconfessions]

@ohsosims

if youd like to read the stephens from the beginning you can do so over hereeeee :)

Theo: river,man...what the fuck are you watching this shit for? River: this shit? you mean the show where you found the love of your life? Theo: you know what i mean and why im saying it. [motions towards the paused screen] River: wasnt me. Dustin:riv River: why would i be watching it? come on. [Dustin and Theo look at eachother] Theo: the girls. River: obviously... and i wouldnt want to have that conversation Dustin and Theo: shit... Dustin: well i mean Bobbi knows right? so its not that bad. Theo: the BAD thing is kid..is that this wasnt my first go round on this bachelor shit. Dustin:well i know that. Theo: you do BUT. Dustin: Theo... Theo: theres a reason why i didnt want scarlett to be digging into this shit.i didnt want to look shittier than i already do. for what ive done to you..Dustin..hurt them..ive been in and out man..she goes down this road shes moving back with her mom. Dustin:ehhh she'd never leave me [smirks] River: she does love dad more than you. Theo: thanks kid[smirks and sighs] ill figure it out. River: with the way they ran outta here i think theyre already ahead of anything youd be saying to them.they do have the internet. Theo and Dustin: rightttt..... River: how old are you guys? Theo: shut up

[a-strange-inkling]

2004:

Chrissy: I just don’t know why she’s so upset today.

Eddie: Probably because it’s her time of the month.

Chrissy: *amazed* How on earth do you know that?

Eddie: The Evanescence covers.

Maggie: *screaming from the next room, her electric guitar blaring* I’M GOING UNDER!!!!DROWNING IN YOU!!!!!!

[certified-handler]

Ty for the tidbit. I was grinning maniacally and inwardly cackling while reading it. The spicy touch to it was good. Moon’s actions throughout were yes sneaky moon man getting some closeness via a game. Ty for writing that.

Glad you enjoyed it! I hope the spice level was just right!

[ala-mhinyan]

XX :: Panglossian ( Make-Up )

The relief never came.

When war, struggle and hard times had fallen on the Coeurl tribe--when Garlean’s had turned their sharp gaze on Ala Gannha, at the height of the Gyr Abanian occupation, when the tribe had been flourishing in both population and spirit--a promise had been given. A promise that those struggling to find their worth, those struggling to gain a foothold after having it ripped out from under them? That they, in all of their glory, would be given aid from the Ala Mhigan counsel on behalf of the Sultana. A group of scouts and tradesmen would come to Ala Gannha with relief aid, to give them the breath of fresh air they needed. To give them a boost. To remind them that they were not fighting this war alone.

They had not been anticipating fire to reign from the skies.

Destruction ravaged the population; too many perished in the flames--crushed under molten rock, suffocated in smoke, burnt alive or cut down by Garlean steel. There was nothing that would afford them relief from this tragedy and in the wake of the attack? They were abandoned.

And in their abandonment, came desperation.

And in desperation, came savagery.

Now they are mocked, scorned and belittled for having what they do--an affliction only afforded to those who have fallen to the very bottom of the barrel, broken all their bones in the impact, reshaped themselves under years of tender treatment--only to know that the wounds would never entirely heal; knowing the bone would never be straight and the gait would always be lopsided--only to be treated as lesser. Savage. Monsters.

The fear in those that looked upon them as more beast than man.

The parading in Eorzea over every festival--all celebrations regarding meaningless associations and lavish expenses? The pinnacle of wealth and excess. The Coeurl but look on in silence, regarding these practices with a critical eye. They would tote their abilities, their claims that those in this world would be protected if they just believed in whatever higher-power willed the people to live. That they would be fine, better even, if time was spent better worrying about each other than worrying about their past, present or future. The cries in the street that echoed of prosperity and fortunes to come if they all would just hang on a little longer. The pain? The fear? The realization of the truth? Naught but smoke and mirrors.

With each calamity, each tragedy? No lesson was learned.

Panglossian bastards.

[valkyrieofardyn]

Get To Know Me

Tagged by @ajramseyart   and taking @noctglaive up on it. ;)

Nickname: Ondee, A-Town

Gender: Female

Star sign: Capricorn

Height: 6′ 

Sexuality: Straightish. I really love women too.

Hogwarts House: Slytherin 

Favourite animal:  Large cats: Jaguar 

Avg. hours of sleep:  5-6

Dogs or cats?: both with an incline towards cats. 

Number of blankets: 1, but I could have more. Husband gets overheated easily tho, so he is my heater. 

Where I’m from: West Coast USA

Dream trip: A long trip, like 20 days in an area where I can snorkel and lay on a beach...so Belize or Thailand or any tropical free and easy tropical place. Kinda getting part of the dream by going to Thailand in 10 days! :D

When I created this account: March 2017

Why I created this account: The whole reason I found this site is because I was searching for more Ardyn content. I then quickly realized I needed a accounted so that I could horde collect it all. lol And that is still my main purpose here, while I also add to the mix every once in a while. 

Followers: 758

Rules: I would love to get to know any and all of my followers. So if you feel so inclined, tag me if you fill out these questions. \(^^)/

[ala-mhinyan]

you're my new mom, thanks. im adopting myself into your family

Ighi accepts you.

C’arha denies you heavily for she IS NO MOTHER

[moriartyjohnlocke-blog]

Deepest Wounds

    You sit and listen in horror as the words of that creature echo over the cave. The waves of hidden hurt, of jealousy; “You don’t think I had dreams too?”.     Of course, you might- probably won’t, in fact -make it out of here alive, but that doesn’t mean you can’t-     Oh, god, Dean, it’s okay, I swear it’s okay.     You may be different, but you’re not a freak.     Next to you, the real Dean is motionless, a tarp of green hiding that he’s conscious- not that you know. It’s only minutes before the monster leaves, and it takes a second through the veil of angst and lonely thought for you to realize that you can go.     Sometimes the deepest wounds are the ones you have to pretend aren’t there.