ATOM.

Clear as the endless ecstasy of stars
That mount for ever on an intense air;
Or running pools, of water cold and rare,
In chiselled gorges deep amid the scaurs,
So still, the bright dawn were their best device,
Yet like a thought that has no end they flow;
Or Venus, when her white unearthly glow
Sharpens like awe on skies as green as ice:

To such a clearness love is come at last,
Not disembodied, transubstantiate,
But substance and its essence now are one;
And love informs, yet is the form create.
No false gods now, the images o’ercast,
We are love’s body, or we are undone.

The poem was left in the book Stephen had been reading, written in a careful hand and tucked into the pages.



“merry christmas! i hope you have a lovely day!!!

merry christmas! i hope you have a lovely day!!! <3





I just found this thing on Amazon and felt you would appreciate it.

xoxoxoxoxo merry christmas

im deleting my fucking blog

@aithreachas:

[616] Atreus knew that Stephen didn’t make a big fuss of his birthday—they were alike in that respect—and so affection was given as normal, perhaps a little more so that morning.

He left the little box on Stephen’s desk, where he knew it would be found amidst the chaos of books and scrolls.

A note was left beside the box written in Atreus’ careful hand.

This is a Luckenbooth brooch, it’s traditionally a Scottish love token. I know you do not like to make a fuss today, but I could not leave you without a small token of how much I love you.

Come find me later for a back rub, I have another surprise for you.

With love,

Atreus Strange Melchor



“Leaves these on the side, it’s no question as to which belongs to who.
”

Leaves these on the side, it’s no question as to which belongs to who.



“ super late but ✨ a treat for you (i hope i got the right outfit ahlsdkgjoikj)
”
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

super late but ✨ a treat for you (i hope i got the right outfit ahlsdkgjoikj)

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA



Two separate boxes were left where Stephen could find them in the morning once Atreus had already left for the day. Both paired with notes.

The first 

A small reminder that I love you, now and always.

The second

A small reminder that I am equally an ass and you love me anyway and I will never not be thankful for that.