sandy in space

The Defender of Justice, 707, already launched himself into space to explore the newly discovered Seven Exoplanets !


The Lake House (2006)  -How do you hold on to someone you’ve never met?

“There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison”

Adam & Ronan

~ It’s not that faithful to the books. I just wanted to write some something with these two great characters. ~

‘So, what did you forget?’ Ronan’s voice asked; simple ‘Hello’ wasn’t an option.

‘Conditioner, sunglasses and my Latin dictionary.’ said Adam, holding the phone by his shoulder, while he was taking empty boxes downstairs to the garbage bin.

‘That may or may not be my doing.’

‘Ronan! I’m going to need this dictionary!’

‘No, what you going to need is a way to translate shit. I’m your way.’ Ronan simply said. Adam tossed the boxes into the container and grabbed the phone in his one hand, using the other to cover his eyes from the light of the setting sun. The campus looked amazing and peaceful; Adam insisted on coming here couple days earlier than everybody else would, so he could get to know the place. His dorm room was in a low, three condition building, one of many on both sides of wide sidewalk filled with trees and benches. Adam decided it was warm enough for him to take a walk around.

‘I can’t call you in the middle of the night while I’m doing my homework, because I forgot what consuetudine means.’

‘Well, I’m not stopping you. Also, my seventeen century friend, we have internet now. You can just check it on Google.’

‘So, your thievery was completely unnecessary?’

‘I didn’t say that you are going to use Google. It’s just for emergencies, when I’m not picking the phone. But you shouldn’t count on that. I am picking the phone.’ Adam could not supress the smile hearing determination in Ronan’s voice.

The one problem with him arriving here earlier was that he cut three days out of his time with Ronan. Three days of what was an idyllic summer at the Barns, filled with calm, restful nights and long, pleasant days. Four words he never fought he would be using to describe his life. Well, it was also satisfying (another new word). Especially after he get his acceptance letter from Cardanial University and they both, Ronan and he, started to feel that their time together has sort of an end date. Adam moved to Ronan, because there was no point in keeping his old place, and quitted all his jobs but one. Ronan kept telling him to abandoned it all, but Adam didn’t want to; he didn’t want to lose the appreciation of hard-worked money. So, three times a week he drove to the old Church, where he was tasked with renovating benches, confessionals and other wooden elements that needed polishing and impregnation. Then in the evening Ronan would show and they both would go and meet Gansey and Blue at the bar or, if the couple was on the road, sometimes to 300 Fox Way. The psychics there were not at all confused or surprised by their relationship, what Ronan found upsetting. Not that he wanted or expected homophobia or anything like that, but the whole thing was for him too close to fate and destiny and souls being bond to be with each other bullshit. Either way, they popped at 300 Fox Way now and then, where Adam would get some more lessons on card reading and Ronan would get into disputes with Orla and Jimi. It really was an idyllic summer.

‘So, what are you up to now?’ Ronan asked.

‘Not much. I’m walking through campus.’

‘Something interesting?’

‘Nothing. All of it. I don’t know. It feels like home, you know? Lawns, big trees, statues… It feels good.’

Maybe it wasn’t the best thing, telling Ronan that he feels great here, without him, but that was the truth. Well, not the part where they are separated, but Adam felt… welcomed. This new-old place felt like he belonged there, with sandy buildings, open spaces, bronze figures and big library in the centre. Of course, it all hasn’t even started yet, but it was looking good as far as he could tell.

‘I’m glad. But I hope it doesn’t mean that we could be having fucking awesome outdoors sex right now and I could drop you there on Sunday.’

Adam laughed, shaking his head. He knew Ronan good enough to know that he’s masking some other feelings with this pretentious statement. Not that it wasn’t true; Adam wouldn’t be mad if some fucking awesome outdoors sex with Ronan was happening right now.

‘You know that I have a job interview tomorrow morning, I need to be here.’

‘You’re already hired! They even have your measurements for some stupid uniform.’

‘It’s not uniform, it’s just an apron.’

‘They don’t need to standardize you for you to operate a coffee machine’ Ronan snorted.

‘No, but that’s how you make a brand. And it’s also because of some sanitary requirements. Don’t be an ass.’

‘I can’t, that’s my factory setting. Anyway, have you seen the place already?’

‘No, the café is on the other side, couple buildings behind the library. I don’t feel like going there today.’

‘And what do you feel like?’


‘No, lie to me.’

‘Shut up, asshole’ another little outburst of Adam’s laughing. ‘I feel like you should be next to me.’

Although Adam did feel welcome here, it was strange to not be with Ronan now. Since their first night at the Barns, before the whole Glendower escapade ended, they weren’t without one another for more than twelve hours and they always knew that they are going to see each other the same day or night. Their relationship was addicting. But it wasn’t like with Blue or in all those movies. They weren’t holding hands in public, practising PDA or talking about it with other people or even with themselves. They weren’t for show-off. Yet at the same time it was so intense, so consuming, so overwhelming. When they were alone they were all hands and mouths and butterfly touches followed by hard grips and being out of breath and lying awake in the middle of the night, skin to skin. Nothing Adam ever felt, even Cabeswather, nothing could compare to being with Ronan.

Now, he was going to spend so much time without him. Right, the Barns were only like four hours’ drive, three if you let Ronan go his normal speed, it wasn’t another country or continent or even opposite side of the States, but still. He came here to do his own things, the ones he always worked so hard for. It wasn’t Ronan’s world, even if Adam pitched the idea to him a couple of times.

‘You know, you can always quit. I’ll be right back in a split second and we’ll pack you ever faster.’


‘I know. I’m just kidding. Well, maybe a little not. But I miss you, too. Already.’

‘We’ll call each other every evening. Of course, if you’ll learn how to answer the phone.’

‘I know how to answer the phone, jackass. I just don’t care about it. But I care about you. Who knows, maybe I’ll even text you sometimes.’

‘No way!’

‘Yeah. What about some steamy fantasies in the middle of a class? That should be fun.’

‘Yes, especially when I’ll be going to the blackboard with a boner. Maybe I’ll just power off my phone for the classes.’

‘Don’t you even dare.’

Adam felt a shiver come down his spine. Even though they never used the word ‘love’, they both had their own ways of saying it. Ronan’s was words mixed with anger, possessiveness, dependence and neediness. Adam’s was touches, filled with the same emotions. They both knew how it works; neither of them needed long, sappy declaration. Well, maybe until now, who knows.


Dark Matter - Sometimes in Life You Don’t Get to Choose

Siege of Arendelle- Chapter Six

AN:Not much to report this week except to remind everyone that the Giveaway I’ve been running ends tonight at 12:00am EST. Thank you everyone, as always, for all the comments, likes, and reblogs! It means the world to me!

I’ll be honest, this chapter is basically a transition chapter for what’s coming soon. So prepare yourselves for PLOT coming soon.

Universe: Canon- Post Film
Rating: T (Teen and Up)- For now
Words: 3442

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

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OTRA San Diego CA 9 July 2015


Steal My Girl

Little Black Dress 

Midnight Memories 

Kiss you

Stockholm Syndrome


Ready to run

Better than words

Don’t Forget Where You Belong

Little Things

Night Changes


No Control



What Makes You Beautiful

Through The Dark

Girl Almighty 

Story Of My Life

You & I

Act My Age

Little White Lies

Best Song Ever


Harry Welcoming the Crowd

Niall laughing

Niall Speech // Harry Apologizing

Harry Making the Crowd Scream Oh Yes

Louis Thanking Crowd for Project No Control

Harry Telling The Crowd Don’t Go To Sea World

Liam Calling a Fan’s Mom

Harry Hitting Someone With a Water Bottle

the boys singing happy birthday to Rebecca and Josh Devine 

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The current and former astronauts who formed the crews of STS-1, the first space shuttle mission, and STS-135, the final shuttle mission, pose for a group photo at the Johnson Space Center in Houston on Nov. 2, 2011. They are, from left, John Young, STS-1 commander, Robert Crippen, STS-1 pilot, with the STS-135 crew of commander Chris Ferguson, pilot Doug Hurley and mission specialists Sandy Magnus and Rex Walheim.

My Blacksand Valentine for You

           I’m late! Boooo. 

Anyway, instead of a fill for the meme today I have some primarily fluffy blacksand, in which we learn who taught Pitch archery and Sandy is inclined to grant a wish or two. Happy Valentine’s Day!


            Even though it’s Valentine’s Day, and Sweet Nothings Bakery and Café is otherwise quite crowded, one small, two-person table set back in a corner remains inexplicably empty. Or, at least, it appears empty to most of the people there. The children who do notice that the table isn’t empty tend to not remark on it.

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