#sylphim

tagged by!  @sylphim tagging!  @atlasshrvgged,  @toooldforgermany,  @spellfear

❛ rascal! we’ve already resorted to name-calling? ❜

feigning hurt, pressing a palm over his chest, atlas sneered, heels clicking against the floor as he half-circled her.

❛ gimme a second here! — freak’s a bit of a cheap shot, i bet you get that one often, ‘cept you don’t really get out much, eh? i could go the standard, unimaginative path and call you a harlot, or whatever these hoop-skirts think scrapes the barrel of insulting, but… i think your da’, MR. “I SEE DEAD PEOPLE!” up there, one-upped me before i even arrived, with lamb. can’t be nothin’ worse to hear, for a spitfire of a woman like you. a weak, naive little animal. ❜

you gonna prove me wrong, little miss sunshine?

( 1 )   @sylphim​

I really love how they write their Atlas and have also really been enjoying our OOC interactions as well  (even though they mostly consist of throwing songs and images at each other that we think fit our muses and seeing what sticks)!

( 2 )   @liar-thief-conman​

Their Frank is really interesting and I keep getting to know new sides of him, which is very nice!  The dynamics between all muses on this blog and my muses over on @uncovereliminate​ are also very good.

( 3 )   @doctorxdoom

I really love this blog and always read their writing.  I’m never really sure what to write about with them, which is why I haven’t really approached to interact IC yet, but I would really like to some day.

( 4 )   @actualrealliveanna​

❛ atlas. ❜

Send me a✿ for a fact about the mun.

I am generally such a Grinch when it comes to Christmas,  but I haven’t been able to stop watching this new movie that came out called  ‘Klaus’ ??  I’ve already watched it about 7 times by now and there’s no sign of my hyper fixation stopping any time soon.

I’m allergic to nuts and a substance that’s in lens fluid and also some selective brands of perfume / mouthwash.

I’ve been brainstorming about this really cool story with @heartoftheyugi​ and its been constantly in the back of my mind with everything I do.

the witcher (show) starters

(Jack is now over at @nogodsxrkings​,  for if you want to continue this as a thread!)

Sometimes when Atlas  ‘comforted’  him,  his words didn’t feel like kindness  (even though Jack always managed to convince himself that he meant well).  They were like hooks targeting at his deepest fears,  dragging them up to the surface and laying them bare.

Jack leaned his head back against the damp concrete of the building’s exterior,  sitting against one of the few spots of the wall not splattered with Splicer blood.

it was a tiny, delicate figurine of a bird cut from faceted crystal. elizabeth’s eyes widened as she turned it over in her hand, fingers barely brushing against its surface so as not to scuff or break it. part of its wing was chipped – no doubt from the chaos around them. what fire had atlas walked through to get this for her?❛ atlas, i – ❜there were many aspects of a normal person’s life that elizabeth had never had the privilege of experiencing. she could read all about what an embrace felt like, about how it felt to come home to a family, about being given a gift –– but there was always an expected level of relatability that she could not reach. however much elizabeth yearned to be touched, held, it existed within a realm she couldn’t reach.this, what atlas was doing, it felt … new. songbird bringing his prisoner books and trinkets could not compare to the blooming surprise and excitement upon seeing what atlas had found for her. elizabeth’s blue eyes, round as moons, looked up at him. searching for something. for some sort of – for an answer to her inner skepticism, the voice in her head saying in defeat: “this isn’t real.” but she found nothing other than his usual unreadable expression, and a surprising bit of earnestness to boot. a gift. for her. elizabeth’s voice went soft, holding a certain tenderness that she rarely expressed lately.