#showing him

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It's not many people's thing but here's a favorite song of mine: "By the Sword in my Hand" by the band Tyr.

This sounds like a song Sidney would absolutely have the video pulled up of on YouTube!

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s/o to ephemeral, which is apparently showing the same Reveal scenario i was planning to use in untitled

[alleviatiiona]

CONTINUED ! / @andryuska​

HUES  GLANCE  OVER  THE  ROUGHENED  SURFACE  held within his beloved’s palm, and though there is a moment in which an eyebrow raises disinterestedly, his smile is no less superficial. hands tucked into woolen jacket pockets withdraw and rub together for warmth as shoulders lean towards luke ( and his newly found friend ) and nod approvingly —- as though anything his beloved shows him so lovingly is perfect no matter its qualities.

patience for the other resides in softened brown irises and in a step that slows to ensure his examination is not careless. love exists in every second, and feels lively beneath a colorfully painted canopy of burnt orange and maroon. the breeze the ruffles his hair and chills his ears also makes each breath awakenlungs within, and though a short walk usually tires him, no such exhaustion is felt today.

“ are you going to take it home? ” said with the image in his mind of countless other rocks lined up across varied windowsills, their outlines memorable shadows against white curtains in the early morning. a pause is followed by another soft murmur, “ or you could leave it somewhere special out here. where you’ll remember to visit. ”

LIGHT  GREEN  IRISES  ARE  NOT  WATCHING THE  ROCK  AS  HE  PRESENTS IT  TO  HIS  FRIEND,  but rather  andrei’s  expression. he’s  pleased  to  find  that  lips  upturn, perhaps  only  to  humor  luke,  but  nonetheless any  lightness  to  touch  his  beloved’s  face  is  precious.  as  they  fall  back  into  step,  shed  leaves  softly crunching  beneath  their  feet,  index  reaches  out  to  poke  a  roughened cheek.  “  beautiful  smile.  ”  and  his  gaze  returns  affectionately  to  the  stone  resting  upon  his  palm.“  I  don’t  know,  I  might  carry  it  around  for  a  while— actually  that’s  a  lovely idea  leaving  it  somewhere  we’ll  remember.  I  think  I’ll  do  that.  ”

yes,  he  quite  likes  that  idea!  decorating  their  walks  with  memories  of  previous  days  wreathed  with  lightheartedness  and love,  conversation  and  comfortable quiet,  nuances  speckling the  woods  and  then  favored landmarks.  the wind  nips  at  pink  cheeks, nose,  and  ears,  a  welcome  and  exhilarating  change  from  summer’s  beating heat,  and  a  gloved  hand  reaches  to  grasp  at  his  dearest’s sleeve,  not  wanting to  uproot  andrei’s hand  from  its  place  in  his  pocket, but  wishing  to  hold  a  bit  of  him  as  they  walk.  “ I  like  to  take  a  little  something home  so  that  it  will  remind  me  of  our  special days,  but  every  day  is  so  special  I’d  fill  the  whole  house.”

[narylvskawaiithings]

Thinking of you<3