#atticus: 01

[rowanxaubri]

ridiculous | atticus & rowan

What a gods damn day.  Rowan had never really been punished since coming back to the Institute as a slave.  Hells, she hadn’t even as a Mistress, wise enough to steer as far clear of stuff like this as possible.  But no beuno today.  At the very least it was nice to be wearing clothes again; she never thought she’d be grateful to see the cells.  But she was.  The human would have guessed the whole song and dance was done if she didn’t still see some Masters and Mistresses in the basement in similar predicaments.  They weren’t done with this show, awesome.

The last thing she wanted to do was focus on that, however.  So when she noticed Atticus nearby, she had no issues whatsoever with sliding down the wall and sitting next to him.  If there was one thing they had in common other than their friends, it was their propensity of deflecting with humor.  “Shocking, right?  The school punishing people for nothing.  Next thing you know they’ll bring slavery back - oh wait.”

@voulez-vousatticus​

[elderberries-and-honey]

The twins continued to grow, and started to become more mobile. While it was great for the sake of their development, it was not so great for the cats. 

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde had always gotten on well, but with less territory to claim as their own, had begun to fight frequently. As the fights became more severe, Winifred worried for the safety of her precious cats, and the babies, as well.

With their third child now on the way, who they planned to name Atticus Dorian, it became more obvious than ever that it was time to relocate to a bigger home.

[ofgildedhearts]

with atticus astor @rvnxnt

mere months ago she would have done almost anything to be alone with atticus astor but since arriving in new york she had done nothing but attempt to make that impossible. from entangling them in conversations where they could not grasp at a moment alone, to simply avoiding him all together and disappearing into crowds, or excusing herself just as someone had entrapped him. it had worked for the most part, the pair of them barely exchanging more than a handful of exchanges in the weeks she had been in the city. but she grows complacent, too keen to rid herself of a particularly tedious conversation she retreats to a too quiet part of the house only to find she is not alone for long.

for a moment she thinks to pretend she did not see him, pretend that she had not been acutely aware of his presence throughout the whole day. but feigning ignorance was not a solution to her problem, continually ignoring him would surely only draw whispers and gossip. so her eyes meet his, a brief fleeting glance despite the way her heart begs her eyes to linger. "mister astor." the curt greeting felt heavy on her tongue, so used to a nickname falling from her lips fondly instead the entirety of his name felt as though she was greeting a stranger. but that was the effect she had convinced herself she desired, distance carved between them to force him away as she ignored the part of her that only wished to pull him close.

[eueclid]

It felt like everything was a fairy tale, from first meeting Mason in his bookshop in New York City to coming back to visit him after he just couldn't get that barista out of his head to dating him to leaving behind his livelihood for the possibility of a life with him. He didn't regret a single thing. Having him in his arms now felt better than anything he'd done in relation to his career — he'd trade the whole thing away as long as Mason could still be with him in the end. So Atticus kisses him — and kisses him, and kisses him. Their fairy tale would continue, this time in his home country, and it would be perfect. He already knew his parents would love him — the amount of times he talked to them on the phone about his boyfriend, the amount of times they begged to meet him, and now they finally would. Now the real question was, did they surprise his mom and dad, or give them time to get excited to meet Mason? Atticus had a feeling he'd be waiting to ask this for a little bit.

“ I love you too. ” He breathes out, laughing softly as Mason's tongue traces around his mouth. He backs them both up, making sure his boyfriend is pressed against the wall before he moves in to kiss him again — but instead of doing so, he hovers barely an inch away from his lips, smiling as what he wants to say runs through his mind. “ I love you, Mason Greene. ” He repeats, moving to kiss his cheeks and jaw, then finally moves down to his neck. He wants to be with him forever — has he even said it before? “ I'm going to marry you one day. I promise. ” Atticus murmurs, running his hands over Mason's chest before he kisses him properly again.

mason   giggles   at   atticus'   teasing insistence   of   translating   ,   a   little   amused   at   the   idea   of   him   needing   to   be   that   bridge   of   support   for   all   his   slang   &   odd   phrases   ,   but   soon   all   of   the   goes   away   when   his   boyfriend   properly   kisses   him   ,   all   teasing   falling   to   the   wayside   for   just   a   moment as he sinks into the pleasurable sensation.   mason   is   excited   to   be   heading   to   australia   to   meet   his   boyfriend's   parents   &   truly   begin   their   relationship   on   a   strong   foundation   ,   but   he   puts   that   on   the   backburner   for   the time being   ,   allowing   that   desire   that   begins   to   build   within   him   to   flicker   into   a   flame   that   burns   deliciously   ,   a   burn   that   consumes   his   lips   ,   his   tongue   &   he   welcomes   it   all   gladly.   strong   ,   slender   hands   begin   to   work   on   his   shirt   &   mason   reaches   out   to   touch   atticus'   bare   skin   ,   admiring   the   softness   ,   the   strong   muscle   he   finds   .   .   .   everything. it's hard to believe atticus' was so lonely for all this time. anyone would be lucky to have a man like him on their arm & somehow , he decided to choose a simple life with mason. it will never fail to make him happy knowing where he decided to settle down ━━ he'll just have to remind him of his appreciation with sweet kisess & gentle touches.

it   isn't   long   before   the actor   finds   his   back   against   the   wall   just   a   few   feet   from   the   bedroom   ,   eyes   heavy   as   they   part   enough   to   take   a   breather   ,   though   mason's   hands   continue   to   touch   &   caress   every   inch   of   him unable & unwilling to stop.   ❝   you're   good   at   guessing   games   ,   ❞   mason   coos   gently   ,   smiling   as   he   tugs   atticus   in   closer by his belt loops   ,   their   bodies   almost   flush   despite   the   layer   of   clothes   still   donning   their   lower   halves.   ❝   i   don't   think   i   need   to   say   anything   else   ,   since   you're   on   the   right   track   &   all.   ❞   another   kiss   is   gifted   ,   this   one   slower   as   it   savors   the   taste   of   him   ,   all   while   he   keeps   atticus   as   close   as   he   can   ,   not   wanting   him   to   part   away   even   for   one   second.   he   loves   him.   he   loves   everything   about   him   &   it   feels   surreal   that   they   were   going   to   travel   &   be   together   versus   this   long   distance   uncertainty   they   once   had   together.   mason   had   to   remind   himself   that   this   was   their   reality   now   ,   that   the   warmth   of   his   body   &   the   sounds   that   come   from   are   real   &   that   they   wouldn't   have   to   ever   be   apart   ever   again.   ❝   i   love   you   , atticus ,   ❞   he   whispers   into   his   boyfriend's   mouth   ,   followed   by   a   teasing   lick.   ❝   i   really   ,   really   do.   i   still   can't   believe   you   even   want   to   be   with   me.   what   did   i   do   to   deserve   someone   like   you   .   .   .   ❞

[mysticalibra1994]

Naranja/Uva Academy Students (birthday headcanons)

Okay, so since I have a notebook that I've been taking some notes on for Pokemon Scarlet/Violet (mostly "Violet" for me) to get ready for it (especially the Mid-Term and Finals). And I couldn't help but hypothesize about the students (including the Team Star members) about their birthdays by using the dates of their special interests. [Florian/Juliana's birthday is my birthday since the Playable Protagonist's birthday mirrors the player's birthday, so they're excluded from this hypothesis. (this also includes their special interests)] [Mela's birthday was a bit of a challenge due to not having the game yet (I planned on buying it for my birthday).]

1.) Florian/Juliana - October 12th Special Interest: Taking notes. This is non-explanatory, but it's also what I've been doing to get these pieces of information.

2.) Nemona - February 27th Special Interest: Pokemon battles. According to the real-life timeline of Pokemon, the first Pokemon game (Pokemon Red) made its first debut in Japan on February 27, 1996. In chronological order, it was the game, trading cards, manga, and anime.

3.) Arven - December 29th Special Interest: Making sandwiches. Due to the shape/size of the bread, I assumed that it would be "Subway bread", but due to the location of Paldea and its real-life equivalent of it (Spain, Portugal, and Andorra), it wouldn't make sense historically. So, I had to do some research on the Sandwich (which is based on the Bocatas or "bocadillo") and it was a little touch and go for a while, but I thankfully narrowed it down... According to legend, a general named Tomás de Zumalacárregui (12/29/1788-6/24/1835) invented the tortilla de patatas during the Carlist wars. When the bread was added, the bocadillo was born!

4.) Penny - February 14th Special Interest: Machines/computers. According to Penn Today (no pun intended), the world's first general-purpose electronic computer was introduced into the world on February 14, 1946.

5. ) Giacomo - December 15th Special Interest: Music, Rock (DJ) Albert James "Alan" Freed (12/15/1921-01/20/1965) was an American disc jockey (DJ) who helped spread the importance of rock and roll music throughout North America.

6.) Mela - September 23rd Special Interest: Flashy costumes. So, here's the reason why this was a challenge; there were no specific dates on when "flashy costumes/outfits" were a thing. So, I had to look a bit deeper at her attire for easy clues. Luckily, there's her boot! More specifically, her "over-the-knee boots". In the Autumn of 1962, Balenciaga had a collection that featured "a tall boot by Mancini that covers the knee". To get the month and day, I had to look up the Autumnal Equinox of that year.

7.) Atticus - November 16th Special Interest: Vintage. This was a little bit of a challenge like Mela's. But after digging, I came across the one article of clothing was that known as the birth of vintage... The raccoon coat. More specifically, the issue of The Saturday Evening Post featured an illustration of several college men sporting raccoon coats on 11/16/1929.

8.) Ortega - January 19th Special Interest: Engineer/Mechanic. Okay, so before I read about Ortega being a mechanic/engineer for the Ruchbah Squad, at first I thought that his thing was Fairycore. Ever since, after a little bit of research, the man named James Watt (01/19/1736-8/25/1819) was a Scottish inventor and mechanical engineer.

9.) Eri - February 12th Special Interest: Wrestling. Okay, so this may contain a pun, but it's a part of Japanese history. John Graham Chambers endeavored to introduce and promote the concept of a style of wrestling that he denominated "the catch-as-catch-can style" of wrestling (aka Catch Wrestling or "Professional Wrestling").

[falllpoutboy]

hot tip whenever you’re around to hear your parents argue just put on this banger

[coldheartxd]

his breath left him in quick puffs of white. all the running ribs should be making his ribs now, or even his chest, but lars felt little to nothing except for the spreading cold. it numbed everything else, a white-out of sensations, leaving him but a trembling pile of bones.

“new,” lars huffed. his legs, weaker than they’d previously been, buckled onto their knees as he tried for a step forward. he caught the wood of the doorframe to steady himself. the material quickly began freezing under his touch, a rapid unfurling of frost. “c-cold,” the words quavered out. “blanket. need a- need a blanket.”  

it felt like the demigods never had a moments peace, there seemed to be a new quest every single day and atticus was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed by everything. one day he was gettin getting stabbed by vampires, the next day a medusa blinded him, and the day after that romeo was almost killing himself to try and get answers for yet another quest. he wished they could just relax and unwind somewhere for a few days, process everything that was happening before they jumped back into the fray.

the knocking got more frantic and louder, atticus didn't recognize the voice. nobody could have gotten into the camp who wasn't allowed, so he hesitantly opened the door. whoever this was seemed to know xanthe, that was promising at least. right? "i'm sorry," he looked confused. "xanthe doesn't live here, she's on the otherside of the camp." the godling tried to keep his eyes on that handsome face, though his eyes did wander a few times to see that muscular physique. "are you a demigod? i've never seen you here."

[taelonsamada]

Last Line Tag Game

Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote and tag a few friends!

@ejunkiet tagged me in this and I’ve gotten a decent amount of headway on the sequel to Silvered Scars ♥️ specifically in which I ended up thinking up a new character who I fell in love with the concept of, and ended up rewriting half an entire chapter to include their introduction ^^;;

“Apparently we’re makin’ a lot of exceptions for you,” Atticus grumbled upon walking back into the living room and fixing a glare onto Felix, who just smiled sweetly and held his plate up in response. His smile growing wider as a slice of bacon was taken and eaten. “System should work fine, now. You should know better than to try and do an upgrade like that on your own. You ain’t got the sense the Fates gave an ant, Felix, I swear. Don’t be pullin’ no shit like that again. I’ll be showin’ up with your order on of these days and find you sprawled on the floor cross eyed like the fool you are.”

Tagging @zozo-01 @lovelylonerliterature @solclaw @dominimoonbeam and @glassbearclock LEMME SEE WHAT YOU’RE WRITING!!

[conkniving]

the other line -> atticus: 01/03/29/25 ( hurt me )

∗ o1﹕ a  text  sent  late  at  night .

[ atti ]:  idc how much xtra i have to pay just open up the parlour and fucking tat me be4 i decide to get my skull caved in at the club

∗ o3﹕ a  text  sent  out  of  worry .

[ atti ]:  ok well im at the club now and atlas is looking a lil woozy i think they got wrapped up in sum shit at the ring tonite

∗ 25﹕ an  urgent  text .

[ atti ]:  atticus answer your fUCKING PHONE

[ atti ]:  if not me for you fuck head then maybe bc ur sibling is incoherent

∗ 29﹕ a  supportive  text .

[ atti ]:  dont worry atti i will take care of them

[ atti ]:  ur family is my family

[elderberries-and-honey]

The Baudelaires welcomed their second daughter into the world shortly after Atticus' birthday. They decided on the name Alison Aurora after their own respected mother's.

After a hard few months, their little Alison brought them much needed happiness. She was petite in size, but made up for it with her loud voice, as she seemed to squawk more than the other children at that age, and babbled to herself often.

Both Winifred and Lawrence agreed, her name fit her just right.

When the baby cried, Winifred could identify if she wanted to be held, needed a new diaper or if she was crying for her breast just by the tone of it.

Parenthood no longer felt this clumsy, awkward thing they were learning as they went along. Instead, it felt simple, like something they'd been meant to do together. And baby Alison seemed equally fascinated by her parents; always staring up at them with her big blue eyes in wonder.

The three older children seemed intrigued by their new baby sister, and liked to watch her from her crib; none of them flinching even when she cried. When Alison got a little bigger, they took turns holding her, and all three referred to her as "our baby".

Even during Winifred's colour storms, which still came more frequently than ever, Atticus liked to stay near to his baby sister. He'd climb up into the bed, and nestle in close before they'd drift off to sleep for the rest of the afternoon.

[underworldsarcade]

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. . . ( REALLY awkwardly slows down but keeps doing it . )

( . . . . slowly pulls out his tablet looking thing , ) subject appears to be anxious ,

[adventures-of-atticus]

01/24/23:

Today was my Gotcha' Day!

My owner brought me home after seeing me hanging out with a bunch of other plushies at work! They named me Atticus, then we took a ride in their big blue car!

I wonder what kind of adventures we'll go on?

[432hztones]

Trent Reznor And Atticus Ross – Watchmen: Vol. 01 (Music From The HBO Series) https://www.discogs.com/release/15660619-Trent-Reznor-And-Atticus-Ross-Watchmen-Vol-01-Music-From-The-HBO-Series

[maximuswolf]

A Strange Kind of Love - Trent Reznor Peter Murphy Atticus Ross Jeordie White [Alternative Rock]

A Strange Kind of Love - Trent Reznor, Peter Murphy, Atticus Ross, Jeordie White [Alternative Rock] https://youtu.be/pvVpMRpdGQc?si=22IpnzbnKI4ZiOH9 Submitted July 27, 2024 at 01:47PM by NoRecognition84 https://ift.tt/wSvC23y via /r/Music

[eueclid]

Winter River had some fascinating stories that come from it for such a small town, he couldn't resist even taking a quick peek. And small it was — everyone knew everyone it seemed, there was a giant house on the hill that set a spooky tone over the entire town, which meant it was exactly Atticus' speed. It would be perfect, except for the fact it seemed like his motel needed a few . . . adjustments. The way the front - desk man talked to him at check - in, though, didn't inspire much confidence in his ability to fix a door that was half - off its hinges. So into town he went, looking for the closest hardware store he could find.

The woman working there is beautiful, something he wasn't expecting walking in. Atticus was expecting someone more on the level of the man outside who couldn't stop rambling about, surprisingly, the most recent thing he'd posted about. He had a fan, it seemed. “ Atticus, yeah. That's me. ” He nods, laughing as he crosses his arms. “ Don't mind the lack of fangirling. I actually like it. ” It helps him get his work done, especially with no prying eyes asking what he's doing. He's not working right now, though, not for his living, at least. He just needs a screwdriver.

“ No ghosts in here. Besides, I'm more interested in that house on the hill up there. ” He motions to it briefly, then looks around before settling on her. “ And more than that, I'm interested in buying a screwdriver. Got a loose door on my current dwelling and I have a feeling whoever runs it isn't particularly handy. ” Not like he was either — but he knew how to use a screwdriver. “ Can you show me where I can find one? ”

❝   if   you're   here   to   look   for   some   ghosts   ,   i'm   afraid   you're   out   of   luck.   ❞   barbara   smiles   at   the   tall   gentleman   who's   caused   quite   a   stir   in   the   town   of   winter   river , a little surprised that she's managed to cross paths with him in her hardware store.   there's   always   been   an   aura   of   darkness   that   has   hovered   over   the   town for as long as she can remember , but   it   hasn't   been   enough   to   convince   many   residents   of   the   presence   of   actual ghosts or whatever else might be out there.   barbara   wants   to   believe   in   the   possibility   ,   but   she   hasn't   really   had   a   chance   to   really   consider   it. her   husband   has long   since   departed   from   this   world , leaving   her   on   her   own   to   tend   to   the   hardware   store   they   opened   together.   if   ghosts   were   a   thing   ,   wouldn't   he   have   tried   to   reach   her   ?   she   pushes   the   thought   out   of   her   mind   ,   focusing   now   on   the   stranger   before   her   ,   confident   that   he's   not   here   looking   to   repair   something   in   his   home.

❝   i   doubt   many   ghosts   would   want   to   haunt   a   hardware   store.   not   unless   they   were   involved   in   some   freak   DIY   project.   ❞   she   chuckles   ,   leaning   against   the   counter   as   she   takes   in   the   stranger now that he's approached closer.   despite   not   being   from   here   ,   atticus   levy   looked   like   he   could   pass   for   a   winter   river   resident.   she's   not   sure   why   she   gets   that   feeling from him   ,   but   it's   strangely   welcoming   &   it   endears   her   to   him.   ❝   atticus   levy   ,   right   ?   i   know   your   name   ,   only   because   bill   the   barber   next   door   won't   stop   talking   about   you.   ❞   she   grins.   ❝   can't   say   i've   read   any   of   your   work , though.   here   in   this   hardware   store   ,   you're   just   a   regular   outsider   to   me   ,   so   sorry   if   i   don't   fangirl   over   you.   ❞

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