#glowingwithviolence

[grandzealot]

lmao when ur bf signs on

chinhands

[grandzealot]

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kiss ways || [ open ? ]

39 …because mine is [ running out of time ].

fc5 atti dropping his richter off ( who is late for peggy things ) UuU

( attis on a motorcycle and thats totally how guns look )

[grandzealot]

@glowingwithviolence​ asked: ♬ – blog music starter || lazy symbol meme [ open ]

           In the haze of this evening he lost time and location– Or was Atticus just smoking again? Didn’t matter now. 

           Swallowing grit away, Richter exhaled. One hand, clumsy and slow, shoved at lingering gore on his armor and only returned bloodier for the effort. Eyes focusing and refocusing on jagged edges around them, he almost frowned at the mess, worsened by his own wounds and sweat.

           Would rather have sent the raiders to an early Division– At least ash would have been more tidy... 

           Giving up on attempts toward cleanliness, he slumped against the pavement, another heavy body in the armory though only they two were left breathing. He wondered if their assailants now found such peace as he.  

         “ Haven’t had Med-X since... Military days,” he managed, head slow to turn and eyes failing to widen upon finding his companion so close to him. “...Forgot how it feels. ”

[grandzealot]

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— @glowingwithviolence🌸 three things liked || [ open ]

far harbor

         “ Brother Starling is capable, quick-witted, a valuable asset both to the Family and within a fight.” He leaves out how often his eyes drift to the man’s elegant form, the strange sensuality Atticus mixes even into violence, and the pleasing chill Richter feels when that alluring touch happens to grace his own skin or armor…

far cry 5

         “ Starling? He’s the reason I joined the Project. Saved me from certain death and took me to hear the Father’s words as I recovered— Guess that leaves me doubly saved by his hand.         “ He’s a good tactician and hunter. Even among Jacob’s Chosen he stands out.” He could sing more praises but he doesn’t want to draw into question the ‘coziness’ of their relationship, why life never grows dull at Atticus’s cabin and why the guest bed goes untouched for months and months on end.

[grandzealot]

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......................i dont remember what this was for so im just gonna post an old wip i never finished of them smooching in dh verse in a minute lmao

[grandzealot]

✘- glowingwithviolence

✘ morning after starter || [ no longer accepting ]

           Eons after the first desperate clashes of their every atom together, he finds a more reverent rhythm to their entanglement–

           Dividing. Uniting.

           Dividing. Uniting.

           And culminating in so sweet a taste of exaltation, all creative energy and potential light up as he hooks Atticus closer, a hymn of a sigh falling from his tongue and his lips left panting at his Brother’s neck.

           He’s slow to come back to himself once they split, only speaking when the sweat between them dries and the pink hues staining his partner’s cheeks fade,

         “ Won’t be doing morning prayers ‘til afternoon at this rate… ”

[grandzealot]

✪ - glowingwithviolence

✪ what my muse would like to do || [ no longer accepting ] 

hNGHHGHGG what verse to choooooooose? gonna go w fo76 <3

✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  dance with your muse. [ enclave approved styles ]✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  sing for your muse. [ assumes atti would be way better ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  ask your muse out on a date. [ enclave events… for… professional reasons…. yeah ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  take a bath with your muse. [ just cleaning off the blood n rads alongside u atti dont mind me 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧  hold your muse tight. [ just curious about the subjects build thats all ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧  lean onto your muse. [ and strength ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  kiss your muse. [ and……. ][ redacted ]  sleep with your muse. [ nOTHING ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧  marry your muse. [ maybe its…. good for the enclave…… ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  watch your muse sleep. [ 👀👀👀👀 ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  cuddle your muse. [ ………. ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  go to a party with your muse. [ ok this one is also him just wishing things werent so lonely in west virginia ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  watch a movie with your muse [ learn good enclave things ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  play video games with your muse [ learn…good…enclave…things? ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  steal horses with your muse. [ he just wants horses to be real again ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  cook together with your muse. [ –server crashes– ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧  support your muse’s hobbies. [ lmao he thinks he wants to but if he knew… ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  get drunk with your muse.✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  watch your muse cry.✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  send your muse away. [ from the start atti is a desirable objective. richter only grows more attached ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  make your muse trip. [ if modus orchestrated some test richter would like to see his reflexes ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  deny your muse’s existence. [ if anyone was trying to steal atti, richter: what atti ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦  slap your muse. [ …..not unkindly > > ]✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  crush your muse’s dreams [ if atti wants to be away from the enclave at the start richter wants it different ]✦ ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧  set your muse’s home on fire. [ if ordered hed do it but gain no pleasure ]✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧  kill your muse. [ pls no hes lonely ]

[grandzealot]

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      The entire walk to the Holy Site had been made in silence. The Grand Zealot didn’t seem to be much of a talker, which was unfortunate- Atticus rather liked the strange softness of the other man’s voice, though it seemed to contrast with the deathly serious demeanor that Richter possessed.

        Both of them walked in time with the other, seeming to keep an eye on their surrounds while also monitoring their company. Atticus had not been at the Nucleus long, and the majority of his time was spent with the Sisters he had escorted to the island. His efforts to socialize with the men and women at the Nucleus was moderate. Perhaps Richter was simply remaining cautious.

       Abruptly, he noted Richter slowing his steps, and Atticus mirrored his movements until the two of them were entirely still. When Richter lifted his arm and pointed, Atticus cautiously directed his gaze across the area. Standing amidst a shrine of Atom, several Trappers stood around, some crouched as they tinkered with wires or ropes.

       Laying traps near their shrines?

        “Six…” Atticus counted out loud, leaning so Richter could hear his whispers through the thick metal that covered his face. “…Seven…”

       Lifting his gun, Atticus counted the number of Trappers once again through the scope of his rifle, just to make certain he hadn’t missed any before….

       “Want me to take out the four on the left?”

           Seven. Richter himself had only noted the first six. Much as he’d like to blame the weight of this blasphemy for the distraction, he could already tell the other man had a greater knack for spotting threats– Certainly a suitable guide for the Children he’d brought to Atom’s Island.

           Terse nod showed the Grand Zealot’s agreement– not only with the plan of attack but also with Brother Starling’s assessment of the gravity of the offense:            No question that execution was in order,            only of which way he might deal his part of it... 

           Atom’s holy weapon of Judgement called to him from where it hung at his back, its own weight a fine match for the sins of these heathens...           Still, it would require a greater closeness than he was ready to risk without knowing how well Starling would handle his own lot–

           He readied his radium rifle instead, murmuring in turn, “I’ll get closer. You take the first shot... ”

          Quick despite his size, Richter moved in but no closer than necessary– Atom knew the trappers had fine enough ears themselves. A small glance and nod over his shoulder and he waited for Starling’s move...