#syfisher

[sysidereus]

Send me “Moodboard” + a symbol for me to make a board for a muse (or pair) with an unpleasant twist.

@syfisher +  🏥Muse(s) in a hospital/asylum

“In the remote mountains of Colorado, horrors wait inside Mount Massive Asylum. A long-abandoned home for the mentally ill, recently re-opened by the "research and charity" branch of the transnational Murkoff Corporation, has been operating in strict secrecy... until now. Acting on a tip from an inside source, independent journalist Skye Fisher breaks into the facility, and what he discovers walks a terrifying line between science and religion, nature and something else entirely. Once inside, his only hope of escape lies with the terrible truth at the heart of the asylum.“

[neosy]

🎄ndjdjdhws im sorry

   Neo had come to the realization that there was a mistletoe above just about every doorway in the ship and it was quickly going from a fun gag to an inconvenience. Somewhere between ‘tipsy’ and ‘plastered drunk’ he made the silent vow to kiss everyone that he ended up under one of those God forsaken plants with, and if he were honest, it was only a matter of time before his lips started getting chapped from the sheer number of people he kept running into. At this point he wouldn’t be surprised if everyone on board woke up with mono tomorrow, surely himself included.

   All he wanted to do was break the seal, unleash his bladder that was filled to the brim with Whiskey, but it seemed that life had it out for him. The bathroom closest to the mess hall was occupied and he stood outside with his arms across his chest, his legs pacing shortly back and forth to keep himself from just whipping it out and pissing in the hallway in his drunken, impatient stupor. It sounded appealing, but imagining the look on Sullivan’s face tomorrow if he found out what happened was enough to convince him to hold it. That wasn’t an enemy he felt like making anytime soon.

  It felt like it had been several years before the door opened and of all people, Skye appeared on the other side. Neo nearly had to restrain himself from hip checking him out of the way so he could get into the bathroom faster. It wasn’t until he was standing in the doorway that he heard something slip past Skye’s lips, along the lines of “More mistletoes?” and Neo stopped short and turned around. “What did you say?” He asked, and Skye turned back around for a moment, pointing above Neo’s head. He closed his eyes tightly for a for a short second, knowing damn well what he was about to see when he looked up and swore. 

  “What the fuck, Eph? Even over the bathroom?” He mumbled under his breath before sighing and grabbing the front of Skye’s shirt, pulling him in immediately for a kiss that was probably more forceful than he intended. After about twenty seconds he let him go, pushing him out of the doorway and slamming the door more or less in his face, not feeling it in him to feel apologetic as he finally, finally, had the bathroom to himself.

[syxjaewon]

💭💭💭💭💭💭💭💭💭💭(roast him)

what an arrogant bitch

do i have to strap him the fuck down to something, to get him to stay put??

why do i feel like he’d like that too much….

seriously though, when are you going to get a haircut?

oh look, a muzzle. it’s supposed to be for horses but i bet everyone would pitch in some good money to get it for skye, heh

i swear i’ve heard him tell his backstory to like five different people and each time it’s always something completely different? what is he doing? why does he act like everything is a gorram game?

is this asshole drunk again?

i can’t stand cheating why does he always cheat why does everyone on this fucking boat always cheat they’re just cheaters im so angry and now i’m out fifty units what the fuck i hate everything

is he actually flirting with mina? does he want to die?

i’m gonna kill him, fuck this, i’m going to kill him

[sysidereus]

Send me “Moodboard” + a symbol for me to make a board for a muse (or pair) with an unpleasant twist.

@syfisher +   ⚠ A traumatic moment that haunts both our characters

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”

[syphineas-blog]

02 kiss + 05 broken 👀👀👀👀👀

jagged lies, shattered identities, an unknown truth—that was what they were. fake and weaving webs of deceit, they trapped themselves in their own trap that it was impossible to discern the truth from the lies and the lies from the truth. perhaps that’s why when lips locked, it felt right ( but oh that could be another fabrication like everything else ). after all, bird of a feather flocked together, yes?

and he doesn’t know why they do it. why they wandered and found each other, why they let night be a time of passion, or why they keep on doing it. perhaps it was because they know they would not be more, or that they were aware of how they would never be true. he didn’t know if skye seek or have other reasons for these moments where they made love without the love, where they let their bodies melt into each other—but he knew he had his own.

he indulged in this moment of their’s to forget or ignore a time where he was a monster that ruined lives and took on new faces, to be able to think that perhaps they were something more, to pretend once again that everything was fine. he also liked to think that skye and him were not that far off from each other—for they were actors of the worst sort but he knows skye will always be better than him, because the other could never have done as vile of deeds as he did—unless he was another secret police he wasn’t aware of.  at times, he liked to fantasies what they could be if they weren’t so broken from their deception and their kisses meant more than it was in truth.

maybe, just maybe the haneul and skye of the past would have gotten along with honest smiles and sincere words. and maybe, they could have had the fairy tale that he knew he had once dreamed of having.

but that wasn’t the case. the scenario was broken liars who weren’t fond of each other may it be under their guises or ‘true selves’. the setting was that they let themselves slink into private rooms and let their bodies work together. the situation was that they were never more than that.

or could that be a lie once again?

[syxjaewon]

‘we’re just here for the suites’

@syfisher

the trick to this venture is to align both ships up together, without the other ship knowing about it, which means they can’t hook up onto the zion through normal means. usually, when one ship connects with the other, they sync up gravities, position each vessel in accordance with the other, so that the docking stations match and the crew or passengers can freely walk from one boat to the other. but this has to be wholly different, this has to be sneaky, has to be secret, so they can’t completely merge the normal way, can be anywhere the cruise liner might find them or catch them. in order to do this, serenity’s gravity must remain intact, while her bottom opening lines up with an opening on the floor of the zion, the two gravities meeting, but not connecting.

it’s fun little game of operation that jaewon and his crew have actually pulled off before, but it’s been a while, and it’s by no means easy to carry out. jaewon busies himself in the cargo bay for a little over two hours in preparation, helping henry and whoever else is in the mood to be useful, getting ready. he doesn’t mind the work honestly, anything to keep his mind off the possibility of failure.

word should come in any time now, but there are still a few people moving into the cargo bay to see how the operation is progressing, presumably getting ready to join in on the heist. jaewon tends to only keeps track of his crew members who are coming aboard usually, figuring the passengers are able to make decisions for themselves, being grown-ups and all. he’s not slated to be anyone’s babysitter, not here for the mess or concentration it would require to keep tabs on absolutely everyone who is interested. he couldn’t give less of a shit, surely—if they want to endanger their own lives, that’s up to them.

that is, until skye comes into view.

“no,” he flat out tells him, just as soon as their eyes meet. he stands up tall, his eyes ringing out a warning. skye is a headache jaewon refuses to let fester on this mission. “no.”