back to the stone

I don’t want things.

I don’t want fancy dinners, expensive gifts, or to be spoiled with things.

I want crazy adventures. I want midnight talks about the meaning of life. I want to inspect the stars. I want to dance barefoot under the wide open sky. I want to drive all night to see the sunrise. I want to hike the Swiss alps. I want a Moroccan sunset. I want to find the best milkshake in the USA. I want to fly down a back road hanging out the window screaming The Rolling Stones and George Straight.

I don’t want a love that looks good on camera. I want a love that feels good in my soul.

I don’t want someone who tries to rein in my wild side. I want someone who sets it free.

robotmeiser  asked:

Santana, say if i were to find a stone mask, and use it in front of you, what would you do, hypothetically?

“I’m a fair deal faster than most expect. It’s possible a few of your bones would be broken in the process, admittedly, but those would heal… won’t they?”

“Anyway, immortality is not something to be undertaken lightly. Especially through means that might… warp one’s psyche. I don’t recommend trying it.”

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for @kari-vader and @mastergaylactic ^_^ ❤


http://archiveofourown.org/works/9944801


It was a silent and cold night in Gotham City, which means he had time to listen to whatever Superman has sent.

Pushing himself up to a sitting position, he leaned his back against a damp stone wall and then curiously, he opened the voice record that Superman sent to him.

“ When I’m old and grown

I won’t sleep alone, woahhh oh

Every single moment will be faded into you

That’s some type of love

That’s some type of love”

Bruce was speechless. Because Superman was singing…

God…

His boyfriend was full of surprises and he had no idea what he had done to deserve such a unique man as Clark as his boyfriend.

He couldn’t help but smile when he heard Superman’s velvety, beautiful voice that he could listen all day without even make a single sound.

Bruce felt his heart beating faster with joy. He hoped Clark wouldn’t listen to his heartbeats right now because damn, if he would that means there will be the “Bruce-Why-Are-Your-Heartbeat-Is-So-Fast?” conversation again.

“Why haven’t I heard him sing before?” he asked himself, suddenly realizing that he has never heard Clark sing before.

He let out a sigh and his shoulders slumped a little.

Frankly, it made him feel like he missed a lot in his life and that made him feel down a little bit for a moment but he didn’t allow this feeling to last for long and ruined the moment.

“ And I won’t sing the blues

Cause all I need is you, woah oh

Every single question will be answered all by you

That’s some type of love

That’s some type of love”

Clark had a voice that would make the angels jealous. His voice was loose but slightly strong.

So peaceful and serene, so calming to Bruce’s mind…

He closed his eyes and nodding to the music, really getting into it.

“When the world’s on fire we won’t even move

There is no reason if I’m here with you

And when it’s said and done I’ll give me to you

That’s some type of love

That’s some type of love

When we’re old and gray

And our faces changed, woah oh

There won’t be a moment when my heart don’t feel the same

Tha-”

He frowned when Clark suddenly stopped singing, "No no no, keep singing,” he thought “I want to hear you sing more!”

"Oh, I have to go, something’s up. I hope I changed your mind. Like I said, his songs are good!”  Clark giggled boyishly. “Bye for now! ”

And the end of the record.

[You really are a Boy Scout, aren’t you?] he texted.

Bruce laughed when Clark texted back with a heart emoji not more than a minute later.

[Dork.]

He looked at the screen for a minute and then texted again.

[You couldn’t change my mind at all. But if you can come here and finish singing the song when your patrol it’s over, just maybe, I can change my mind. And let me know if you need any help.]

Bruce found himself wondering if Clark had ever sang to anyone before.

He hoped not but it wouldn’t be surprising if he did, would it?

“Maybe to Lois.” He thought.

And he hated that thought. He wanted to be the only one who heard him singing.

What would Clark’s face like while he was singing?

There must have been smile on his beautiful face. Bruce was sure about it.

Clark’s smile…

His cute, warm smile was the first thing that got his attention in the first place. Watching his smile was like watching the sun rise. Even better, indeed.

But what about his eyes?

Were they close while he was singing? He hated that thought too.

He couldn’t see his shiny, deep ice-steel blue eyes if he closed them. But with that, he could watch his face without Clark knowing, right?

He was hoping to get some answers to his questions later in the night.

And he was looking forward to hear him singing, hold him in his arms again…

He replayed the voice record.

Walking through a grave yard is a careful business, flossing between stones. I once wooed a dead man back to life by visiting his grave daily, and the house where he used to live. Sitting in the front yard, waiting, knocking on his door. Over and over. How many times do you have to say a thing to make it true? And what if a voice changes?
—  Noor Al-Samarrai, from “847 Does Not Exist”

friedwizardwhispers  asked:

I have a question and since I'm one of the few people who hasn't read cursed child yet in the entire fandom ( I will but I think ) it's only about the seven books, if you had to pick one sad moment, one badass/awesome moment and one hilarious moment from Harry from the philosopher stone to the deathly hallow which one would it be ? BIG HUG, I love your blog...

Big hugs back! Thank you. <3

It’s hard to pick single moments, but let me see.

Sad Moment: When Harry uses the Resurrection Stone to bring back his parents, Remus and Sirius. Not only is it emotionally devastating but it ties together in one scene so many of the series’ ideas about love and strength and bravery.

Badass/Awesome Moment: When Harry confronts Tom Riddle for the last time in the Great Hall after the battle. The fact that he a) offers Riddle a chance at redemption and b) uses Expelliarmus instead of a more lethal spell is incredibly badass, shows so much strength, and says so much about who Harry is as a character.

Hilarious Moment:  “I like a healthy breeze around my privates”

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.