ATOM.


I Found




hellathan:

Blackness drips down from both of my hands,
the gold in my palm was mistaken for sand.
Can you feel it?

The blackness it drips down from both of my eyes
The sand that you made has taken my sight.
I can feel it.

Over the wind , under the rain,
Out of the chaos, I can hear your name.
Through the sinking night. On this sinking night,
I see your face.


Atreus X Stephen - The Sinking Night

@aithreachas @xstrange




xstrange incanted.
“You can win this time!” it's sarcastic

aithreachas:

Sparring/Training Sentence Starters
 @xstrange  // accepting

      Atreus huffed softly, bringing his sword around with that same grin that he always had when he sparred with Stephen. He flourished it, reaching up to undo the clasp of his cloak and use the movement to throw the fabric off to the side. Since he’d stopped using his Templar abilities he’d been training a lot harder to give himself more of an edge in battle since he’d basically lost one half of his arsenal.

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“Ah did nae think it was in yer nature to go easy on me love. How about a friendly wager then, since yer feelin’ so cocky?”



marbeths:

Rear Window (1954), dir. Alfred Hitchcock






xstrange incanted.
Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?

aithreachas:

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Was.. was that a pick up line?

Atreus smiled widely, the entire expression taking over his features and replacing the grumpy, tired, scowl that had been set there.

“Ah’m always smilin’ when ah set eyes upon ye, beloved.”






❝ I have been thinking of how I want to be touched by you, with hands that will play me like piano keys, with fingers that will make a symphony out of me. ❞





❝ You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I’m not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you. ❞




❝ I am coming
for all the monsters that ever touched him,
I am coming
for all the ones who twisted his stars into shadows,
They turned him into a nightmare,
So I’m going to be theirs. ❞


❝ I felt his arms go around me, holding me tight.
I was safe.
I was warm.
I was home. ❞


xstrange incanted.
drags atreus on top of him and hitches a leg over his hip for smooches

aithreachas:

 @xstrange

       The Templar lets out a soft sound, a tired smile tugging at the corners of his lips as Atreus leaned down to brush them against his husbands and let him have the affection he wanted. It was a slow, lazy kiss that ended with Atreus propping his elbows either side of Stephen’s head and resting his head in his hands. It was close enough that Atreus could lean down and pepper little smooches against his face in affection.

“Maker ah love ye, Stephen.” Atreus breathed against Stephen’s lips before sealing them with another kiss. He shifted, merely settling to rest his weight against him, head buried in the curve of the mage’s neck.

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“Ah’m.. jus.. gonna..” he didn’t even finish his sentence before he was fast asleep atop Stephen’s chest.