tiniest best


Forduary week three: Support
At least he’ll always have his brother there to support him, right?

You can see all of my Forduary entries here and all of my Stanuary entries here.


I brought some oranges to work yesterday but didn’t eat them so this may have happened =D

do you ever realize how crazy it is that tony and loki haven’t interacted since 2012 and there are still tons of people who ship it

Guilty Pleasures

a Nine/Rose AU ficlet for @asthewheelwills because I thought she could use a little Nine/Rose fix today. Love you, wheel ♥

970 words, light teen, smoking cw // AO3

Rose looked around the mess of boxes piled in the living room of her new flat, trying to suppress the panic that the thought of unpacking all of them brought. What had she been thinking, moving halfway around the world on her own? Her stepfather had offered to help her out, get her a job and a flat in London with his connections, but Rose had said no, feeling that she had to do something with her life on her own.

Now she had a dingy studio apartment in New York that she could only afford because of Pete’s parting gift, no friends on the same continent as her, no job, and an overwhelming amount of boxes stacked in front of her.

Guiltily, Rose grabbed the lighter and pack of cigarettes from her purse and climbed out the window to stand on the fire escape. She’d told everyone back home that she’d quit months back, and she had, but it seemed the stress of moving had her picking up bad habits again.

Rose took the first drag and felt the nicotine hit her system as the smoke burned down her throat, familiar in its slight discomfort. Her eyes slammed shut as she took a second drag. She could practically feel the stress floating away with the tendrils of smoke.

“You know those could kill you, right?” A voice from above her said.

Rose’s eyes slammed open and she looked up, trying to locate who was talking to her. A man in a battered leather jacket was lounging on the next landing up, back against the railing and lit cigarette dangling from his fingers.

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The Twelve Years of Panem - Year 8: Candle

By @thegirlfromoverthepond


My deepest thanks to @dandelion-sunset for her beta-skills and making this story readable :)

The stable was always a place where they would both find a place to hide and have a bit of calm, a pause in the middle of the storm and the everlasting joy in Santa’s workshop.

Even by Peeta’s standards, the cheering could be too much - mainly when certain dates approached. His birthday, her birthday, their families’.

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Teeny Tiny Ponies: Discussion!

For whatever reason, these guys don’t seem super popular with the collecting community! I see people saying they look like kittens, instead of ponies; but because I grew up with them, I thought they were the cutest, tiniest, most best babies ever! I love their little chubby legs, and their little tiny muzzles! (But I’m not biased! ;)) 

What do you guys think? Teeny Tiny Ponies, yea or nay? Do you own any? Do you want to?

I’ve overslept two days in a row and showed up at work in basically pajamas both times, I was up all night with cramps, and there was an asshole on the train this morning who was eyeing either the hijabi standing next to me or the butch girl on my other side and I spent the entire ride putting myself between him and them and making direct eye contact when he muttered about whatever the fuck, because absolutely not today, satan

but the day after tomorrow I’m going to make a beautiful thanksgiving spread with my girlfriend and my best friend: wine and fancy meats and cheeses and jams and homemade bread and pie and borcht, and we’re going to hang out and watch a bunch of pretty dogs be Good Boys on tv and be grateful for what we have and the people we love in the tiniest, best thanksgiving I can imagine.

so yeah. I’m bringing my best to this holiday.


The pygmy seahorse is cute, that much is clear. It’s got amazing camo. Also clear. But the big mystery: How on Earth it changes to so perfectly match its surroundings.

MORE. Absurd Creatures: The Mystery of the Tiniest, Best-Dressed Seahorse in the Sea