#mathaniel

[supermiraculousladybug]

Happy Pride Month🎉🎊🌈 FT Marcaniel or MarcNath or NathMarc or Rainbow Tomato or Marcthaniel or Macaniel or Marthaniel or Mathaniel or Natharc or Nathanciel.

[dalooch]

Artsy Uni students ✌🏼

[zeroyukiadrienette]

I ship it🤣🤣🤣 MarcXnathaniel =Mathaniel

[crackshipus]

Requested by kissinin-therain: Madelaine Petsch & Nathaniel Buzolic

[dustypink]

(Mathaniel)

[jetfuel-cantmeltsteelbeams]

There’s Sand in His Hair

Nathaniel flicked mindlessly at the cigarette in his hand as he stared at his phone, typing a response without really thinking about it. It wasn’t necessary for him to micromanage right now, having left the proper people in charge of both businesses. But it was hard to pull himself away completely, settling on sending emails occasionally throughout the week to make sure everything was running smoothly.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d taken a vacation from his life.

Once he pressed send, he darkened the screen and looked up at the view from his balcony. The water was clear as the rumors that surrounded this place- the same teal blue that colored his eyes. He’d never felt drawn to beaches but after a few days here Nathaniel guessed he could get used to it.

The roar of the waves was different from the sounds that leaked from his office windows, the constant nightlife that sounded from the streets below. Time seemed to stop here, moving at a lazy pace as if magnetized by the drum of waves and sand.

His white shirt was left open over the only pair of worn jeans he owned. On his chest, the purple crystal hummed on the leather band it was strung on. His wedding ring had been left in his wallet the moment he got in the taxi.

And inside the hotel room, a young brunette was starting to stirr.

For some reason, guilt was absent in his emotions.  

[surrxptitiously]

When Matthew was 26, he tattooed Nathan's initials onto his left forearm, near his wrist, but since he has two full sleeves, it's hardly noticeable.

[jetfuel-cantmeltsteelbeams]

Merry Mathaniel Christmas

Nathaniel couldn’t help the loud laugh that escaped his lips, throwing his head back and covering his mouth to keep the warm spiked egg nog from spewing out. A cream colored sweater covered his chest, decorated with black snowflakes that had been picked out just last night on an exhausted gift-run. Black slacks and shoes finished it off, ironed to the crease.

Karsyn sat across from him on a leather couch, holding warm cider in both palms as she watched the blond with a soft smile. That joke always made him laugh, and she enjoyed the sound. He was working too hard for a twenty-two year old these days, putting too much pressure on himself. It was a relief to see his face crack open every once in awhile.

She’d picked out a black sweater that had Christmas lights flickering on and off, with one big red one on Rudolf’s nose. Her long brown hair came down in waves from her shoulders, highlighting how pale her features had gotten since the last time she’d been in this house.

Blyze was in the kitchen, mixing drinks with a booming laugh that made everyone turn their heads. Night stood behind him, a devilish grin across his gorgeous face while his lips moved to make another dirty joke that sent the angel into hysterics.

Music played throughout the house on the stereo system, blaring Oh Come All Ye Faithful above all the laughter.

Nathan threw back what was left of his drink and got up, his eyes immediately searching the room for his boyfriend. There was a lazy, relaxed movement to his walk. The kind that was really only present when he was around friends like this, with his phone somewhere hidden by the blackette he was so fucking in love with.