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Atticus: Well, it’s not Halloween yet, but my first and only time trick-or-treating, I was a ghost!
… Actually… I don’t wanna talk about that time…
Myu: Oh, I’ve… never been. Hmm. Is it fun?
Sandy: I went as a princess knight last year!!
Marie: I was Goro. Dude, I should have four arms for real.
Roxanne: Well… me and Steven used to do this vampire, werewolf bit. It was like a couple’s costume thing. We’ve done a couple others like that, but that’s the easiest one.
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Sandy: Grape jelly! I like regular PBJ’s.
Atticus: Aw man, nooo, I’d kill for a sandwich right now. I mean, I just ate, but I want real food again. A turkey sandwich with mayo sounds soooo good.
Steven: I like savory sandwiches, myself… A good crispy chicken would really hit the spot right now.
Roxanne: Ooh, I like Steven’s answer. With a spicy sauce? Mmm.
Dr. Steele: A perfectly cooked roast beef sandwich.
Roxanne: Oh… actually, I’m changing my answer to that.
Matt: Ham and provolone is a classic.
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Atticus: Oh, it was good! I mean, all chocolate’s good. And I dunno, I get good food at home. My parents cook food and bring home take out all the time, and that stuff’s always good. It’s only been a few days, but I still miss that stuff… Dude, just eating berries sucks. It’s unberryble. Hah. I want some spaghetti.
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he sleeps so peacefully. he doesn’t even know that i talked to the vet about taking away his balls
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My old man Atticus died sometime overnight Monday night. That evening, I watching him crawl into his preferred sleeping spot, a little burrow under his basking rock. Tuesday morning I went to give him his breakfast and he was gone.
Atticus lived half of his life with me. Before I had him, he lived in a 20 gallon tank, and moved into a 40 gallon equivalent with a bare floor once he was mine. The last two years he lived in a 4’x2’x2’ enclosure with substrate deep enough for digging, branches for climbing, and a water bowl big enough to submerse in. I’m glad I was able to give him that.
He loved hornworms, arugula, collard greens, a blueberries before I knew bearded dragons shouldn’t have fruit. He knew the blue dish meant worms and the plate meant salad.
He’s buried next to Balthazaar and Stumpy and for the first time in over a decade, I have no reptiles. I unplugged the timer for his lights. I haven’t touched his tank. I know I need to clean the dirt out and clean all the decor but I don’t know when I’ll be able to do that.
I miss him.
Atticus
2010-2026
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my darling,
you will never be unloved by me you are too well tangled in my soul.
Atticus
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god gave me this life so i could come do all of the things he didn’t want you to see him do #VNDL48
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Vacation Series Finale
So done with this series!!😭 This took way longer than I thought, and life decided to take me on a very stressful rollercoaster lately.
Kept this short, sweet, and happy. No angst, no whump, just fluff. Enjoy!!😉
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Felix snuck himself under Atticus’s arm, wrapping his arms around the taller man’s waist as they followed the tour guide leading them through the Adamson House Museum.
Ever since his little bug at the start of the trip, Atticus noticed Felix suddenly being extremely clingy, likely still feeling bad despite Atticus insisting he wasn’t even the least bit upset at all.
[[MORE]]Felix had even gone through the trouble of researching things to do in Malibu away from beaches and pools, fully focused on making sure Atticus would enjoy himself. After realizing there was no stopping him, Atticus just sighed and accepted his fate.
No matter what he said, he was gonna get spoiled.
Atticus looked down at Felix and smiled, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. The blonde looked up at him, the green in his eyes matching the summer blouse he was wearing, and he smiled, pecking Atticus on the lips.
Both of them looked back at the tour guide who was leading the tour group outside to look at the tiled fountain outside. Behind the fountain was a view of the afternoon sunset reflecting on the ocean, mountains standing tall in the distance, and Felix let out a soft sigh of awe. It was truly a beautiful sight. Perfect.
The perfect moment.
In the back pocket of Atticus’s pants, mere inches below where Felix’s arm was hugged around his waist, were the two gifts he’d bought for Felix. He’d waited and waited for an opportunity, heart pounding every time as it was doing at that very moment.
The guide told everyone on the tour to go ahead and explore the grounds. Atticus wasn’t surprised when Felix stayed right where he was, just staring at the view.
“What’re you thinking about?”
Felix grinned up at him. “A ballgown, orange at the top and fading down to pink and blue to look like a sunset, and navy-blue embroidered mountains all around the bottom. White threading details. A matching golden feather-boa and hair accessory.” Atticus watched the creativity dancing around in his boyfriend’s eyes.
“Want me to take a picture for you?” Atticus offered, and Felix nodded without looking away, thoughts still turning.
Chuckling, Atticus pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the marvelous view.
Now, he thought as he put his phone back in his pocket. Do it now.
He reached into his back pocket.
“Felix?”
The blonde made a sound of acknowledgement.
“Felix… I, um…”
Nervousness made his voice waver, and Felix finally looked away from the view, noticing that Atticus was shifting on his feet, anxiously looking at him.
“Lovely? What’s wrong?”
Attics shook his head. “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong, baby. I just… um…” He chewed on his words before sighing, and handing a thin, rectangular white box to Felix.
The blonde stopped hugging him to take it. “What’s this?” He turned it over in his hand, fingers running over the little seashell-shaped sticker on the corner. “You got me a gift?”
Atticus nodded, one hand still behind his back, though Felix was too busy shimmying the white box open to notice. The lid came off, and Felix’s eyes widened. “Oh, Atti,” he sighed, pulling out the rosegold necklace Atticus had bought for him. “This is beautiful. I love it. I love it so much!”
Blushing furiously, Atticus listened to Felix coo over the little turtle-shaped charm on the necklace as he pulled out his other hand from behind his back. He held it out, catching Felix’s attention. Seeing just the shape of this box—a little cube-shaped box—Felix sent silent, eyes widening. “Atticus… what’s that? That can’t be… we’re too young to…”
Too young? Too young to what? Too young to… oh…
Oh shit.
“I’m not proposing!” Atticus quickly clarified, suddenly realising how this must’ve looked to Felix. Dammit, I already messed this up. He cursed under his breath, running his free hand through his hair. “That’s not what this is!” He started rambling. “I-I’m not ready for that, trust me. I mean, we haven’t even graduated yet! You still need to make your brand, and I don’t even know what medicine I want to specialise in, so there’s no way either of us are gonna be ready to put a ring on it for a while. Trust me, I’m not ready for that. But as for this… I mean, it is technically a ring, but not an engagement ring! I’m sor—”
Atticus made a squeak-like sound in his throat as Felix suddenly cupped his face and kissed him, shutting him up. “Atti, lovely, breathe please. Slow down.”
He hadn’t realised his heart had started racing. Geez, why was this making him so nervous?
Taking a deep breath, Atticus looked Felix in the eyes. “I love you, Felix. So much. And I love that you’re a part of my life. You’re so talented and creative, and I genuinely think that you might actually be a rainbow-unicorn or something that reincarnated as a human.” Felix laughed at that. “My life is so much brighter with you in it. So, I wanted to give you this.”
Felix watched as Atticus opened the box, revealing a ring of intricately twisted and woven rose gold wires, the wires forming a little heart on top. He let out a little gasp. “Atti, it’s so cute.”
“It’s a promise ring,” Atticus said at last. “I love you. I want to promise myself to you, Felix.”
For a second, nothing was said. No move to take the ring was made.
Atticus felt himself falter slightly, wondering if this was too much. If he was being too much.
Then, Felix sniffed.
Atticus took in the combination of Felix’s tears with his bright, wide smile. “I love you too, lovely.” He carefully pulled the ring from the box, slipping it onto his finger. It fit perfectly.
Atticus grabbed Felix’s hand gently, lifting it to his lips, kissing the ring, smiling dumbly with tears suddenly in his eyes as well.
“I swear to god, if you change my contract photo to a unicorn, I’m changing yours to a block of cheese. You cheesy bastard,” Felix warned, still smiling.
Atticus laughed, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing him deeply on the lips. “No promises.”
“You literally just gave me a promise ring.”
“The ring doesn’t cover all promises, my beautiful rainbow unicorn.”
“Bloody hell! Shut up, you cheesy bastard!”
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“When do I know
if I really love her?”
asked the boy
and the old man smiled,
“When it’s no longer
a question.”
Atticus