#outl1ve

[adamanteine]

red dead verse for sham?

ITS IN THE WORKS

[machaera]

" it isn't too strong this time i promise. at least i hope it isn't. " a rather belated warning. but not so much to be considered an after thought. the spoon in her hand cradled a condensed milky liquid. still warm. ( from lisa c:

                                        𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑           &           𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓.      moonlight decants in silver blades through the windows of the room,      trapped in them motes of dust which sifted           &           spun,      grains of sediment glittering in a spangled nimbus.      the sky outside is sprent with stars,      the only black trickling in tiny rivulets,      𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐝,      rejoined,      falling in cold arcs so that on the dais of the earth the castle looked among them           &           not under.      𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍,  the flames saw with a preternatural breeze,      warm reflections cast on the floor stretching like hands to the foot of the boy's bed.      he had tugged the blankets up to his face,      over his nose,      so only his eyes —      bright with suspicion           &           incandesced with the bloodbeat of the hearth —      are visible above the quilt.      weary           &           heavy - lidded,      his skin ragged warm with fever.

                                        ❛      𝚗𝚘.      ❜           the word is said with finality.      adrian shakes his head           &           absconds beneath the covers,      pulling them over his hair           &           turning his back to his mother,      a small bundle in his sea of blankets.      he sniffles from a runny nose,      throat akin to sandpaper as he coughs.           ❛      you said that last time,           &           the time before that time,      too.      ❜

[dsrtrose]

[ brow ] ( from abigail perchance )

eliza  is  seated  on  a  grassy  hill,  legs  folded  in  a  criss-crossed  position  as  the  sun  dips  in  and  out  of  oncoming  storm  clouds  -  you  can  smell  the  seasons  changing  in  the  wind.  the  humidity  in  the  air  waxes  and  wanes  with  each  breath  she  takes;  it'll  rain  soon.  still,  it  feels  safe  here  -  as  if  another  month  could  pass  before  someone  inevitably  forces  their  hand  to  flee  and  move  to  another  wide,  open  space  to  call  home.  it's  an  endless  cycle  that  eliza  doesn't  mind,  so  long  as  they  all  stay  together  -  working  together,  living  together,  persevering  to  hold  one  another  up  when  the  other  needs  it.  here  eliza  sits,  holding  little  jack,  cradled  in  her  arms.

she  can  hear  the  tender  bending  of  grass  beneath  footfalls  as  someone  familiar  approaches  -  eliza  turns  warm  and  relaxes  as  the  familiar  greeting  of  a  kiss  above  her  brow  embraces  the  soothing  nature  surrounding  them.

"he's  a  little  angel  -  when  he's  asleep,  at  least."    that  much  is  spoken  with  a  quiet  lilt  and  affectionate  smile  at  the  woman  who  stands  over  her.    "go  on  an'  get  some  rest,  abigail,"    eliza  coos,    "you  deserve  a  minute  of  peace."

*        MEME,    still    accepting        /        @outl1ve        🤍

[asocialconduct-a]

@outl1ve asked: 17 and 20 for valeria / prompt.

17. what part of their past are they most ashamed of?

valeria's misplaced trust in the government and law enforcement that they would resolve the issues she grew up surrounded by. for believing that she could somehow prevent corruption, and that by joining the military, she could create some sort of change. valeria never again intends to make the mistake of trusting anyone but herself. regardless of what it takes, she knows if you want something doing you have to do it yourself.

20. how do they view death?

she values life, but believes that, in order for life to be worth something, you have to be worth something. she has grown desensitised to death, but continues to value the deaths of those important to her as well as her own life - with a strong connection to santa muerte, as shown via her tattoos. valeria has been shown to be capable of mourning, and isn't above appreciating those loyal to her. she is shown to have the capacity to kill strangers, further suggesting she believes divine intervention will fatefully protect one from death due to their importance or value. to survive means you must be valuable.