𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤.

i’m eye protein. not eye candy.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

‘I don't want to look at everything from the outside.
I want to be in it. I want to see it all from my eyes.’

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

“ sorry. i was up all night trying to do some work. “ he sat up , hair tousled and tangled in some parts of his strands.
the young lord stood up , his height towering her.

“ i thought you’re not coming until this evening? “

[ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ @stormlitpages]

She could only let out a helpless sigh.

Yes, they had servants. But still… seeing the living room in this state—goodness, what exactly had happened in this house over the last three days?

“Babe…” she murmured softly before sitting down beside him.

—

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

“ so what , you’re an explorer ? “ he frowned , trying to make sense of it.

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

"Regard me as a spirit, whose sojourn doth not tarry long within a single realm." He lowers his head while staring at the tea again.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

he had a thought in bed.
why do men think violence would distress women? women who literally bleed every night with blood clots. women who give vagina splitting births, placentas like thick fucking fillet mignons. those species are tough.

[realyuriyearners @realyuriyearns]

i don't believe in god i'm only into religion for the guilt.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

specifically chose watermelon for very special reasons

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

“we have servants for that.” he said, eyes closed, head resting on the sofa.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

he’s still on the sofa despite her complaints. nonchalantly humming to himself, fingertips running along soft velvet fabrics. he had a rough day. running things in the manor isn’t as easy as everyone thinks.
—-

[ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ @stormlitpages]

“Wake up, Apollo!” she called out while cleaning up the overwhelming mess scattered around the room. She had only left her partner alone for three days—she genuinely didn’t understand how things could end up like this.

Everything was a disaster.

—

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

taking another sip, he simply listened. apollo is a listener than a talker. he’s still not sure if such traits would fit a lord.
“france? you’re quite far from here. what made you move?”

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

For the alchemist, he glances up at the deity but then away for a moment like a cat being irritated or perhaps observing their surroundings. His pupils were thin but gentle as he glances at his teacup again. The smell of chamomile tickles his nose softly with delight.

[koreanoli @koreanoli]

Most beautiful end credits ever ✨

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

no one to tell him chamomile is good for the stomach.
his father was absent running an empire.

mathias was one of the first good companion he’s had so far.
“where do you live, mathias?”

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

growing up, he never knew what was good for him. allergies, things that doesn’t taste so good on the tastebuds was peculiar but he wouldn’t necessarily deem them as ‘bad for him.’ he never met his mother, —-

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

The more reason chamomile tea was used. He overheard gossip of mothers giving the tea to newborn infants to ease their little stomachs. Perhaps it'd be the same for him. He glances at it with a lamenting shimmer in his gaze. It'd only accomplish so much until he grows ill.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

“very observant.” he took a sip, calming his senses and his mind. although knowing himself, once he goes under the sheets and the moon splashes on his skin, he will overthink.

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

He lowers his head amid the glow within his gaze remains gentle. The teacup within his hands warms his wintry body. "Mine own conduct I govern, and a fount thereof springeth from inquisitiveness." His velvety voice was gentle but able to still sway any crowd to his word.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

he resembled his father—chiselled, strong but gentle brown eyes, the late lord who just recently passed away.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

pouring the other a generous cup of tea, his lips curled into a gentle smile.
“how did you find me here? this is my secret spot when i need to unwind.” dark curls swaying with the moor’s wind. —

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

How could he say no? His pupils dilated with delight while coming close to Apollo. Such a beautiful yet strange appearance he owned from his long, raven hair to the pale flesh he owned.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

blanco y negro.

[𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤. @leafindulged]

appreciating the offer and the company, the young lord accepts.
“thanks, mathias. would you like to join me?”

[Mathias Cronqvist (FAN ACCOUNT) @LordTepes1986]

"Verily, I do observe that thou art not in thy prime of health." The alchemist makes his appearance with an offering for the deity. Chamomile tea leaves included since he knew Apollo had a liking for them.