Atlas

ocrp / see the world through my lens.

[Atlas @phoutophile]

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𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐃. 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵.
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[Atlas @phoutophile]

@shadesoufblue

[Atlas @phoutophile]

@shadesoufblue we can babe

[Atlas @phoutophile]

@shadesoufblue i miss u too wife

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

@phoutophile

[Atlas @phoutophile]

@shadesoufblue im the grass

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

Me and @phoutophile

[Atlas @phoutophile]

hello there pretty wife

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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

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[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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

❣ @phoutophile

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

"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,

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

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.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

Knowing all of that, marriage had probably never occurred in his mind before. At least, that was what Rosalind thought

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

Seeing him, Atlas, always gave a sense of security to the anxious bride-to-be. She knew what had happened in his past and how deep his emotional wounds were—from his complicated family background to his previous traumatic romantic relationships.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

A gaze that promised her that forever didn't seem like a bad idea if they could spend it together, arm-in-arm.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

The concept that once felt far and unfamiliar was now hitting her like a truck.

​Her? Marriage? Wedding plans?
​Then her eyes caught a glimpse of his gentle gaze—a gaze that silently told her, "It's alright."

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

Ever since that proposal, Rosalind tried to formulate her own dream wedding—well, of course, she didn't forget to include Atlas in their wedding planning. Every time they discussed it, Rosalind felt like crying.

[lind. @shadesoufblue]

Since then, the thought of marriage was filling her head. Talks about her friends' dream weddings were blending into one, giving her a headache.