Cause she's a liar and a thief
And a stone cold bitch
But she's the only one i want
She's my only wish
And if i'd go overboard
Then i would surely die
But if i could have one thing in life
I would love her by and by
** the actual lyrics are damned old fish, but i kept hearing stone cold bitch and that worked too well
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THE PRINCESS BRIDE (1987) dir. Rob Reiner
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No Mourners || Rowdy N Randy
Summary: Andrina and Rob Triton blow this Popsicle stand– see ya later, suckers.
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Mal Volari x Eight (Sleeping at Last)
God, that was so long ago, long ago, long ago
I was little, I was weak, perfectly naive
And I grew up too quick
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ferbmanofactionfletcher:
A man of taste! Who would have thought? Maybe it was just the magic of Swynlake having put him at the right place at the right time.
He stood from the chair he had been stationed in and indicated for the man to wait. It took him a second to gather all the necessary materials but when he returned his arms were filled with the toaster, an extension cord, and the bread from their pantry. He set the toaster down, hooked up the cord to the outlet behind him on the porch, and then placed two slices of bread into the given slots. Ferb pushed down on the handle.
Inside the wires glowed red much to his relief that it did still work. After a moment it popped, producing the toast with the cartoon Autobot’s face scorched brown onto them. He gave a thumbs up in question.
This toaster was the most bloody brilliant thing Rob had seen in his life.
It was the sorta middle class comfort that he never knew growin’ up, the sorta thing he saw on shelves in shops and on commercials on the telly but knew was always outta reach. Buyin’ it now as a 30 year old man would fulfill some sort of childhood whimsy.
Y’know, really he owed it to Young Rob.
He might not be a kid anymore, but there was a kid inside him, hungry, scrappy, and never gettin’ enough. Sometimes he could indulge.
“This is fantastic,” he said, loud as he could so the boy’s phone could pick it up. “How much for it? Promise it’ll go to a good home.”
Yard Sale || OPEN
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Rowdy and Randy : Townie
And I want a love that falls as fast
As a body from the balcony, and
I want to kiss like my heart is hitting the ground
I'm holding my breath with a baseball bat
Though I don't know what I'm waiting for
I am not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be
Pet’s relationships as MITSKI SONGS
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Rob, from the dining room:
Not About You || Coral
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ferbmanofactionfletcher:
Though he was not immune to every reaction out there when it came to telling people that piece of himself, surprise was one he knew would no longer hurt. He simply returned the smile sent his way.
Ferb glanced back and forth between the man and his phone. Oh, a toaster! He lit up for a moment then– he grimaced. Good news was they did have a toaster out here.
Bad news was he had gotten his hands on it when he had been obsessed with Transformers. “If I said yes but you’d have Optimus Prime on your toast, would you still be interested?”
Rob would absolutely still be interested in a toaster with Optimus Prime on it. Hell, Andrina, who more or less kinda lived with him now, would be absolutely interested in a toaster with Optimus Prime on it. Andrina, who more or less kinda lived with him, because they were kinda married. Well not kinda married. They were very married, with a marriage certificate and stolen rings and everything.
It was still weird to think about. Not a bad weird.
“Oh, I’d love that, kid,” he said, with a chuckle. “I’d probably pay extra for a Transformers toaster. So if you wanna mark up the price and just tell me that’s what it is, I’d believe you.”
Yard Sale || OPEN
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