Atlas

the contain in this page will be updated when i feel like to but i cant promise, so keep the link everywhere you go!!! jstrieb.github.io/link-lock/… Happy 10th monthsary, Mr. Wright.

⠀ 𝑿. 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. (@phoutophile) ⠀

⠀ いつも何度でも。 ⠀

whirlwind of the lillies.

Me and @phoutophile

"𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵? 𝘕𝘰, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦." ❣ @phoutophile

"Before you... I thought love wasn't for me. It was a strange concept, because loving someone means I have be ready to lose them one day..." ​She paused. ​"But you? Atlas D. Wright," Lind chuckled,

Just like how his presence alone made her life a whole lot more vibrant. How his smile pierced through the loneliest corner in her heart and healed her in the weirdest way imaginable

Despite everything that had happened to him in the past, he always looked forward to the future and did his best—just like the sunflowers.

The breeze was the witness to their sacred union, and the kiss was the final seal of the promise of undying loyalty. ​Their wedding was held in the middle of a sunflower field, a flower that always reminded her of Atlas.

Their wedding day was not grand by any means. It was intimate—probably a little too intimate, as they didn't even invite anyone else. It was only them, the priest, and their vows in front of God.

When Lind asked him what had prompted the proposal, the lad simply replied, "I've always wanted to do that. With you, it always feels right, so it came naturally, you know?" ​That answer alone was enough to make her cry for the second time that day.