To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
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"God, Harlan I love you." I whisper into a kiss, shuddering as a spasm of pleasure sweeps through me.
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To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
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"God, Harlan I love you." I whisper into a kiss, shuddering as a spasm of pleasure sweeps through me.

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"Fuck, Harlan," I groan. Every inch of my skin is on fire, my thoughts jumbled as surges of pleasure course through me.
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Just as I kissed my way down his chest, now I move back up, biting his neck hard enough to leave marks as I hold myself up over him. With one hand I force his legs apart, settling myself between them. I press my need to his entrance, but only circle around it, teasing him even more.
"What was that Harlan?" I ask in a guttural whisper, besotted with electrifying pleasure. "You want me to fuck you?" I tease his entrance some more, almost bursting myself as I watch him writhe beneath me.
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
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"Let's see who begs for it now," I smirk, holding him down by his waist, continuing to swirl my tongue over his throbbing member.
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To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
I kiss him roughly as the waves lap at us, smiling through the kiss as I feel his hand over my heart. In this place we can be alive again. We can be together. And there’s nothing I want more than that. I laugh as he pulls his own shirt off. Even here, he’s still as tactless as ever when it comes to this stuff. Then again, I always loved that about him.
“I can’t argue with that.” I say, grinning as I work at the buttons of my shirt. I slide it off behind me as I move closer to him once again.”I think I’ve just found something we can do to pass the time here.” I tease, trailing a finger down his torso and hooking it into the hem of his pants.
"Oh," I say, blushing deeply and running my fingers across Harlan's bare torso, resting my hands on his waist. I lean into a kiss, my tongue more forceful this time while I work quickly at the pants zipper. Even now, even though we're dead, I still want him, and I wonder if this desire this need will ever let up. I doubt it.
This hadn't been my intention at all when I initially took off my shirt, but now it was all I could think about. My cheeks burn red as I remember the last time, how I begged and pleaded for him to fuck me.
"Harlan," I whisper, kissing down his cheek to his neck, where I bite his soft skin, nibbling gently.
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
I laugh, kicking off my shoes as we run toward the ocean hand in hand. Wrapping my arms around him, I hold him close as we stand together in the water. Somehow, this place is different than my time spent wandering down in the arena. I can feel the cool spray of the water on my skin, the warmth of Adrian’s body as it presses against mine. And as I bring my hand up to his cheek, I notice something else. The scar on the back of my hand is gone.
A sob nearly escapes my lips as I realize how happy I am in this moment. I pull him even closer, crashing my lips against his desperately. We stay this way for a few moments before I am finally able to pull away. “You’re welcome.” I whisper, kissing him over and over again as the spray soaks our clothes. “Thank you for sharing it with me. This place wasn’t complete until you arrived.”
This immense feeling of finally returning home paired with Harlan standing beside me is too much for me to take and fresh tears make their way down my face, though these are tears of happiness and joy. Our kisses are salty and I laugh, smiling into the kiss and then another, until our bodies may as well become one. I place one hand over his heart, smiling as I feel his pulse. Though we're gone, I can't help but feel more alive.
"We shouldn't be wearing clothes," I say, laughing. Who wears clothes in the ocean, I think. Not even bothering to step away, I just tug off my shirt in one fluid motion, discarding it into the sea.
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
“Well now you have me.” I whisper. “And you couldn’t get rid of me even if you wanted to.” I tease, intertwining my fingers with his. I smile, glancing around. “As a matter if fact, I think I have a pretty good Idea of where we could spend some time. I found a place I think you’ll like.” Guiding him with my hand, I begin walking forward. The blank white that seems to surround us begins to shift, and suddenly the ground softens beneath out feet, the sturdy ground replaced with grains of sand. We can hear the crashing of the waves before the ocean comes into view, smell the salty sea air, a sensation new to me, but one I know is all too familiar to Adrian. I turn to him as he clutches my hand and smile at him softly. “It’s alright.” I say, planting a small kiss on his cheek. “Now you’ll never have to let go. I’m not going anywhere.”
I stand there for a moment or perhaps longer, agape at the sight before me. It's District 4, yet somehow more beautiful, more resplendent than I seem to remember it. My hand clutches Harlan's more tightly and I start running forward, dragging him along with me. The all-too familiar feeling of my feet sinking into the sand makes me laugh happily, and I all but dive beneath the waves before remembering that Harlan might now know how to swim.
We stand there in the ocean, about waist-deep, and I pull him close for another kiss, this one mixed with the salty spray.
"Thank you," I murmur between kisses. "For showing me this."
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
“Yes.” I say quietly, recalling the hall or mirrors, the way Adrian had defended me, how he hadn’t fallen for the impostors. “I was by your side every moment I thought you needed me. I never left you Adrian.” I stroke his cheek, unable to let him go now that I’d finally gotten him back. “I was there when you talked about your dream, during the fallen, in the house of mirrors…” My voice fades away for a moment. “I couldn’t leave you. I wouldn’t.”
I stroke his cheek again. “And don’t be sorry.” I whisper. “You gave me what I wanted. You gave Mila a chance to go home.”
"Then you were by my side every moment because I can't live without you," I smile weakly and let out a hiccuping laugh. "You saw my dismal efforts at that. I need you," I say simply, my arms still wrapped tightly around him, refusing to let him go for even a second. I don't say that he was the one of us who should have gone home.
"Now that we have an eternity I sincerely hope you discovered something to do here. Although, we can do anything and I wouldn't care as long as I was with you." My hands move to clasp his fingers to mine. "I'm never letting you go. Never."

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To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
Instead of letting him carry on any longer, I cut him off with a kiss. Pressing my lips against his, I move up to thread my fingers through his hair. I put everything I feel, everything we are into that kiss. When we finally pull apart, I look up at him with a grin on my face. ”That’s what forever means doofus.” I say with a laugh, rolling my eyes. I place my hand over his as he wipes away his tears. “I love you Adrian.” I say, looking him in the eye. “And I forgive you. It was never even a question.”
It's only a second before I can't breathe, before he and his infinite capacity for love leave me speechless. That he could forgive me for what I had done put me on the path towards forgiving myself, and my smile was full of gratitude.
"I love you too, Harlan. But I'll never stop being sorry," I murmur quietly, kissing his cheek.
"Have you been waiting all this time?" I ask, dreading what he saw in regards to the obstacles we faced.
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
“For what?” I ask, pulling back to look him in the eyes. “You have nothing to be sorry for.” I place my hand on his chest, pausing a moment before looking up at him with a warm smile. “I’m glad it was you.” I say simply. And I was. There was never a doubt in my mind that I was going to die. And I was happy it could have been by the hands of someone I knew, someone I loved. Even in thinking I was Felicity, it was still a merciful death. “None of it matters now.” I add, pressing my forehead against his. “All that matters is that we’re together.”
"Nothing to be sorry for?" I cup his face with my hands, needing to see him whole, unmarred by my sword strokes. "I ended your life!" The words seem to catch in my throat and I pull him close in an embrace, my fingernails digging into his back. "I - I can't - " Silent tears stream down my cheeks and I quickly wipe them, not wanting to stain his shirt. Pulling back I place one kiss on his lips. "You still want to be with me? Even after..."
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
As I hold Adrian in my arms, the arena seems to fade away. The fire, the screams, it all dissipates until it’s just the two of us. I close my eyes, running my fingers through his hair as I breath him in. “I’ve missed you.” I say, although we both know I never truly left.
We break apart for a moment and I place my hand on his cheek, smiling warmly as my fingers brush against his stubble. “I’ve missed this.” I amend, standing on my tippy toes to plant a kiss on his forehead. “I’m proud of you.” I add, threading my fingers through his. “You never stopped believing in your cause, and I never stopped believing in you.” I press my lips against his. Oh God how I’ve missed them.
"My cause," I murmur sadly, thinking of my entire life that was dedicated solely to revolution, only to be cut short. Now what did I have left to show for eighteen years? But then I gaze into Harlan's eyes and I realize that my future will always be beautiful and bright because I have him. I have him for eternity.
My fingers clutch at his back desperately, needing him, needing to feel close to him after what seemed like ages apart.
"Oh God, Harlan, I've missed you." I kiss him again and again, finally burying my face in his shoulder.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper.
Goodbye
OOC: Based off this song sung by Aaron Tveit (aka my stupidly perfect FC)
To Love Another Person Is To See The Face of God || Hadrian
I know it’s terribly selfish of me, but as I see those flames begin to lick at Adrian all I can think is “He’s coming back to me. He’s coming home.” Of course I had wanted him to win, to go back to District Four, but that just wasn’t in the cards for either of us. And in the end, we’re together, the way it should be. I cradle his body as the flames dance around him, this way the moment he comes over the first thing he feels is my arms wrapped around him. “Adrian.” I nearly whisper, burying my head into his neck. “Welcome home”.
It doesn't hurt as badly as I think it will. In fact, it doesn't hurt at all. It feels like one of my embraces with Harlan, and I half expect to open my eyes and realize that it's all been a bad dream, that he is still lying beside me in bed. And then I open my eyes and gasp, closing them again and holding Harlan tightly to me.
"This is a dream," I whisper, burying my face in his shoulder. "This is a dream."

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Where's that new world now the fighting's done?
Everyone who has ever spoken of death has mentioned that moment where your life flashes before your eyes, where all is laid bare and the truth of who you really are comes to light. As I turn back to Haven, her hand already slipping away from the opening of the gas tank, I realize at once what she's done and what this means for me. In the split second that I have, I shout for Camilla and Izabelle to run.
And then it begins. My flash.
Burning Up || Madribelle
I giggle and got my heart warm by his words. I look at Izabelle who smiled me a little. I could know her feeling. The morring he died Harlan told me he loved me but couldnt kiss me anymore. Yes it was painful to hear but something was helping to know that despite you can’t have the boy you love, there’s a part of him that love you. Even if its not like you want. «Love you too Ad. You’re my big brother.» I said kissing his cheek. «and Iz too.» I smile a bit. «You are my other brother.» I wink at her and took a cracker, laughing.
I smile warmly, my heart touched. Though Cam and Iz would never know it, they had brought me back from the brink of disaster, and I owed them everything. Harlan's death had broken me, and there would never come a day where I did not mourn his loss, but at least I still had the will to fight, to try to live. I grasp onto the thought of my revolution, of the hope that I held for the new world.
"The night is darkest just before the dawn." I whisper. "And the new world will rise up like the sun."