sincethexbeginning:

the-adonis-pluto:

"I can’t take watch. I just can’t. I’m sorry. I just don’t think I can handle seeing his face right now."

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"I know, Pluto. It’s okay. Come here. You don’t have to see him. It’s just you and me."

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"He hates me. I know he does. We should have just…" A pause.

Killing them would not have been better. You could never hurt either of them. Neither you or your twin could do that. Never.

"I can’t take watch. I just can’t. I’m sorry. I just don’t think I can handle seeing his face right now."

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Listen to me, no matter what she does - no matter how she makes you feel, don’t you trust a word that she says. She will do anything to get away.

Something really important is how close the holiday season is
This is super duper important
Holidays
HALLOWEEN
THANKSGIVING
CHRISTMAS
I AM GOING TO ROLL OFF A CLIFF


Unconditionally
Katy Perry
PRISM
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elbenes:

Unconditionally | Katy Perry

oswaldfortheoswin:

the-adonis-pluto:

His eyes still stayed on the pages of the book though he stopped reading when she asked the question. He was silent for a moment before turning his head to look at her and smile a bit. He responded with a question. “What is there to do when you’ve done and seen almost everything there is to see?” Pluto combed his fingers through her hair once again, smiling contentedly. “There’s nothing else I’d rather be doing right now,” he added.

"Aiden," she laughed, but her smile was genuine. There was such a cheesy, Hallmark-movie aspect to his words, but they were genuine. She batted her eyelashes at him, leaning forward, her nose brushing against his for a moment. "I swear by you, Hellboy, I don’t know how I managed to find the world’s only actual Disney Prince." She pressed her lips to his then, craning her neck to reach him.

He let out a slight laugh against her lips, pushing his against hers. And then he pulled away slightly. “You think of me as a Disney Prince?” he asked with a little tilt of his head and a raise of his eyebrow as he smiled a bit amused. He never thought of himself like that. Then again most of Clara’s compliments were never things he thought of himself.


Joy
Iron & Wine
Ghost On Ghost
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somethingaboutbagels:

Iron & Wine - Joy

Deep inside the heart of this crazy mess, I’m only calm when I get lost within your wilderness.

oswaldfortheoswin:

the-adonis-pluto:

Pluto never really liked the cold. It was probably because he was in it for so long. Since he could now at least try and stay warm, he did often. Usually with Clara. She sat in his lap on the couch as he read a book (one he’d probably read a thousand times already) and they stayed warm that way. Pluto liked it when she’d just sit with him. Not that he had anything against doing other things but the comfortable silence was enough for him. He’d run one of his hands through her hair absentmindedly as his eyes went over the pages of the book in his hand. 

Clara was calm as she remained curled up in Pluto’s lap, a blanket draped over their legs. She took a sip of her tea with one hand as she watched the snow, her other hand occupied with moving rhythmically over his knee, soothingly. From time to time she’d glance at the book in his hand - she’d actually read this one, and she was curious to see what part he had reached. Finally, she let out a deep sigh that preceded a quiet question: “If you could be doing anything in the world right now, what would it be?”

His eyes still stayed on the pages of the book though he stopped reading when she asked the question. He was silent for a moment before turning his head to look at her and smile a bit. He responded with a question. “What is there to do when you’ve done and seen almost everything there is to see?” Pluto combed his fingers through her hair once again, smiling contentedly. “There’s nothing else I’d rather be doing right now,” he added.

Pluto never really liked the cold. It was probably because he was in it for so long. Since he could now at least try and stay warm, he did often. Usually with Clara. She sat in his lap on the couch as he read a book (one he’d probably read a thousand times already) and they stayed warm that way. Pluto liked it when she’d just sit with him. Not that he had anything against doing other things but the comfortable silence was enough for him. He’d run one of his hands through her hair absentmindedly as his eyes went over the pages of the book in his hand.