#willrebuild

[mermade]

i’m not grumpy, i’m tired. / help this is frm bruce ;m;

little bear. / accepting. / @willrebuild

        ❛ okay, but those are not mutually exclusive, you know. ❜

        despite the teasing tone to her voice, bell watches him with a furrowed brow, concern shining in her eyes. she knows there are various reasons behind why he could be tired — and yes, maybe she should give him a bit of a pass considering one of those reasons is saving the city, but she can’t help but be a bit concerned despite it. 

        especially if he’s actually admitting that he’s tired. now that’s something she never thought would happen. and it’s something that concerns her a bit more than she’d like to admit.

        ❛ okay, jokes aside, though — ❜ her voice is gentle as she sits down next to bruce, resting a hand carefully on his shoulder and digging her thumb gently into the hollow of his shoulder blade in a makeshift massage, ❛ there’s actually a pretty easy fix to being tired. ❜ giving him a wry smile, she raises her other hand to poke at his cheek, something much more insistent lingering underneath the levity in her joking tone as she speaks again. ❛ it’s called resting, dunno if you’ve ever heard of it, but i think you should give it a shot. might be just me, though. ❜ 

[mermade]

don’t join a cult today, okay? wait til tomorrow.

the last podcast on the left. / accepting.

        ❛ well that’s no fun! ❜ she laughs, rolling her eyes with amusement as she tosses the pamphlets down onto the table. ❛ now what am i supposed to do until tomorrow? how can i waaait? ❜ 

        bell’s voice is overdramatic as she drops into the chair, the back of her palm coming to rest on her forehead as she tilts her head back with all the theatricality of a victorian woman in distress. she can only hold the pose for a moment before she dissolves into giggles, slipping her hand into her hair as she sits up straight and glances down at the ( impressively? embarrassingly? ) large pile of three-fold handouts she’d accumulated during her walk. she shoots bruce a sheepish grin as she reaches out and flicks the top of the pile, toppling it over with a quiet giggle. she glances up at him, brown eyes shining.

          ❛ for your information, i’m not going to join a cult. ❜ and yet, the actual reason feels almost more embarrassing to admit. biting the inside of her cheek, she feels the tips of her ears grow hot.  ❛ i just — i feel bad saying no, you know? they’re standing out there all day, the least i can do is take their pamplets, even if i’m not gonna, like, read them. ❜

[dreamsaved]

“ i don’t care about the consequences, “ by @willrebuild​

          deep down clark knows that isn’t true.  no matter how much it looked like the bat threw his body into every situation with little care of the ending, clark had to believe that wasn’t true.  someone who didn’t care about the consequences didn’t make meticulous plans or put their body through so much training.

         “ yes, you do.  that’s what all of this is about, isn’t it?  consequences of someone else’s actions.  you don’t devote your life to something because you feel like it. “  superman takes a step forward and a hand lifts as if trying to hold it out but he lowers it just as quickly, afraid that such a gesture would only accelerate the outcome.  “ at least, not something like this.  maybe piano.  maybe even an alpaca farm. “  one eyebrow lifts at his own attempt to insert humor into a situation that most definitely didn’t need it.

          “ we can regroup and figure out a plan that involves both of us walking away from this.  or us not locked in some military base somewhere.  already done it and i can tell you the accommodations aren’t the greatest. “  another step forward.  “ think about the consequences gotham suffers if you don’t fight another day. “

[dreamsaved]

@willrebuild

“ thank you for not saying anything, “ by @willrebuild​

          “ didn’t feel like my place, “ clark shrugs the shoulder that isn’t leaning against the door frame.  in an effort to present himself as completely normal to one of bruce’s employees he’d thought shifting his body weight would look more casual.  in retrospect, it felt a little like he was in elementary trying to pretend he was really doing his homework when he clearly was not.  then again, no one said saving the world on a lunch break was the easiest thing to pull off, especially when you had to go right back to reality after.

          truth was, spending time around bruce was pretty enlightening.  clark was homegrown, so to speak. what he knew and what he did was all based off what he’d learned or taught himself.  some technique was pulled from the kryptonian ship they’d found but it wasn’t like his home planet was versed in earth martial arts.  most of what he’d seen so far in those records were science based, detailed history records, and

[archiveshelassos]

@willrebuild​ said: i think i need to do this alone.

BRUCE HAS BUILT A steel cage around himself and mistaken it for an empire. Whenever she attempts to breach it, Diana winds up with bloody fingers. Or so, this is her perception. In many ways, he reminds her of a man she once loved, still loves. Always the first to greet danger in the eye, always willing to sacrifice himself. She worries, truly, that if left to his own devices, Bruce would approach Steppenwolf with a gauntlet-wearing fist and not much else. He seems in love with the idea of his own untimely demise. She has told him all of these concerns. However, she has stopped short of revealing how much it worries her, how her heart aches to consider him in danger or worse. You see, she hasn’t allowed herself to grow this close to someone in a long, long time. Friendship is the sweetest antidote to loneliness, and perhaps it’s selfish, how much Diana is loathe to sacrifice theirs. 

❛ You’re not alone, though. You have me, ❜ she interjects, conviction alight in her voice. A flicker of a smile upturns her lips, and she offers him, slowly, her hand to touch. It’s a display of trust, of friendship, of a bind forged between two warriors. She knows, Bruce. She knows you have to do this yourself. There are some roads that we have to walk without much help. This needn’t mean we have to be alone, though. ❛ I’ll be here for you whenever you’re ready to return. ❜

[vmialik-blog]

Was nominated by @vecherovski to post the last pic in my album. It was an unfinished pic for #Sept11 remembrance, taken couple of years back u can prob guess of the year by the unfinished height of the #freedomtower w/ @maryanlaba @krissbless, and AndreyLaba. I decided to finish it and post it. #becauseyoushouldremember on #Sept12th too 👊❕❕ . I nom nominate @davidanthony77 @snezhinka87 @anjelicadee. #911 #twintowers #freedom1 #nyc #nyferry #willrebuild #neverforget #standinthegap #vsco #vscocam #mextures #fragment #over #overapp (at Freedom Reigns in this Place)

[grahamthatsme]

#HealOK #Healingintheheartland #willrebuild #oklahoma