morphaeus

[morphaeus]

Sure there's zombies killing and eating people on the street but those people are not dying from the virus they're dying from comorbidities. For instance, that guy we saw getting eaten on the way into work today clearly died from blood loss, not infection, plus he already had a heart condition. People with preexisting conditions are just going to have to take care of themselves. Say it with me, "They're all already dead to me." See, that feels a lot better now doesn't it?

Good because you still have to go to work. No we're not paying you extra. Yes we're doubling grocery prices. No you don't qualify for disability. Or healthcare. Or a home.

Look, if you get bitten, you can stay home for one day, I guess 😒, but then you need to come in early. We're really short staffed at the moment, despite our company's profits being higher than ever. In fact we may be laying some of you off next month. You don't mind working off the clock right?

Also you look silly with that protective gear. We're gonna harass you for it, not like institutionally but just socially. Who cares if a zombie attacks you? Who cares if we invite them into the building? You don't need to defend yourself, you're just overreacting. If you get bitten just tell everyone the festering bite mark is from a different animal, that's what we all do.

And hey, don't worry so much. It's endemic, which means we don't have to keep track of how many people are dying from it anymore. Just look at those numbers! It's only killed 2,000 people in America this week! That's basically nobody! We're back to normal!

If everything starts tasting like rotting meat for the rest of your life, it's probably something else. If you experience brain fog or you forget things constantly or you're tired all the time after even minor physical activity, it's just because you're lazy. Yes every other virus you ever get will also be increasingly worse but that's just a coincidence. Those viruses just happen to be exponentially worse now.

Plus, those few weeks during the lockdown were terrible for my mental health. I just can't keep living like that, so we have to go back to normal life, which now involves people biting each other and twitching uncontrollably and rotting visibly.

You can't expect the world to wait for you. "Already dead to me," remember?

[morphaeus]

— MORPHAEUS writeblr reintroduction

— about the author;

hello! I've recently had an unexpected break from tumblr, but as I'm finally back, I thought I'd write a new intro post. My name is Micah; I'm 32, non-binary, and my pronouns are they/them. I'm a caffeine addict, a vegetarian, a college student, a gamer, and a writer. I live in the midwest, and I'm neurodivergent and disabled.

I write mostly speculative fiction, and my protagonist are typically queer. At the moment I'm not posting my stories anywhere, but I'm exploring several options to do so eventually. I'm also in the process of writing and coding two interactive stories. You can find out more on my development blog, @morpheusfiction.

I'm always looking for more writeblrs to follow and more new authors to read, so please interact with this post so I can check out your blog!

— find me elsewhere;

about // wips // twitter // spotify

— works in progress;

saltmate;

Sadie Nelson's summer is off to an awful start.

Her first year in high school has been a disaster, with failed classes and more detentions than she'd care to admit. With summer school the only thing to look forward to, she doesn't think it can get worse - until her parents sit down and tell her they're getting a divorce. The news comes as a devastating kind of relief. She can't wait for the fighting to come to an end, even if it means split holidays.

So when her parents send her off to her aunt's house in Newfoundland for the rest of the summer, she figures things can't get much worse. Her Aunt Claire is content to leave her alone while she works on her art, and Sadie spends most of her days by the seaside, wandering or drawing boats, and lost in thought.

When she finds a strange girl on an abandoned cove, far from town, Sadie is quick to try and make her first friend in St. Brenden's Bay. But her new friend is stranger than she realizes - and what does her Aunt have to do with her appearance?

empyrean eclipse;

Dr. Hazel Hartley-Pryce is what most people refer to as a genius. The leading cybioengineer in the paradisaical city of New Eden, she’s revolutionizing the very concept of prosthetics. At least, that’s her day job. Most of the time, she’s just Zelle Pryce, awkward and unknown heir of an oil empire trying to make up for her family’s myriad sins.

Lark Donaghue lost their arm and their memory in an accident five years ago — or, at least, they think it was an accident. Ever since, they’ve been doing their best to recover in both mind and body. As one of the recipients of the Hartley-Zimmer prosthesis, they spend most of their time in the labs having their new arm calibrated, or in physical therapy, getting used to having a left arm for the first time.

When they bump into each other in the hospital café, Zelle has no idea that Lark is one of her test subjects. Likewise, Lark doesn’t associate the cute young doctor he meets with Dr. H. Hartley, the mysterious billionaire scientist who invented their prosthesis. Each are determined to keep their past a secret, eager to have something normal in their lives.

But when Zelle is attacked, everything changes. The mystery behind Lark’s amnesia might finally be solved — but at what cost?

wrong witch;

born into a family of witches, morgan has never shown a drop of magical power - no matter how much his mothers insist he has the inherent potential. he’s ready to give up on magic altogether, when, on his seventeenth birthday, he wakes up covered in blood, having sleepwalked into the nearby woods. suddenly, he has more power than he knows what to do with, and all of his dreams are coming true - but at what cost?

and why?

gabriel graves is a warlock, having traded his eternal soul for magic. when his family moves from bustling new york city to a small town in the midwest, he’s taken from his circle of power — his true family — and left alone. the citizens of ashborough, mi, are perfectly normal, and perfectly boring.

except, of course, for the mysterious delacroix family.

morgan and gabriel’s lives collide in the ashborough woods, as morgan seeks to discover the source of his newfound powers, and gabriel searches for a place to call his own.

starsoul;

Kharis Masen is no one.

Just another teenager, one of billions of people living on the Belt. She dreams of a different life, of making it off her backwater planet and onto the Crux, into one of the great supercities, where she can do something with her life besides get married and inherit her father's machine shop.

But she's sixteen now, and old enough to know that dreams don't really come true. Not when you have a father who drinks more than he works, a mother practically dead to the world, and a brother who's abandoned you to join the royal navy. No, Kharis Masen is no one, and it will stay that way.

Until a life support pot crashes into the field behind her house.

The Emprex is dead, and Nadiyya is on the run.

Framed for poisoning Emprex Jaennan IV, Nadiyya is the only one who know the truth of her death. Now hiding from the royal navy, she needs to find the true heir to the throne the only one who can oust the treacherous new Emprex, Traevn II. As the navy catches up to her, Nadiyya's only hope is to deploy her life support pod with her in it, and hope to land on habitable planet.

With the aid of Kharis, Nadiyya managed to get transport on a ship, but the navy is closing in, and with it, the threat of execution. When Kharis is implicated, her only choice is to go on the run with Nadiyya, find the rightful Emprex, and restore her to the throne.

#writeblr #writeblr intro #writeblr introduction #writers of tumblr #writing community #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #mine. #myintro

[morphaeus]

As punishment for your crimes you are thrown into the Labyrinth to be a living sacrifice to the Minotaur that lives inside. However nobody seemed to put together that since he is half bull; the Minotaur is actually a vegetarian.

#prompts

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#the mountain goats #music

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what is the 13th song on your on repeat playlist?

#won't take me alive by dirty honey

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when gerard way sings "the broken, the beaten, and the damned" and when kermit the frog sings "the lovers, the dreamers, and me" they're talking about the same people btw

#music

[morphaeus]

magical girl transformation but theres no pretty lights or sparkles just grotesque and blood curling body mutation layered by the sounds of joints cracking bones snapping and muscles twisting unnaturally and she looks like a normal magical girl at the end

#tropes

[morphaeus]

oh you're in a horror film/book and your phone died/has no bars? how boring. I think phones in horror SHOULD work. they should ding only to have the protagonist check and find nothing. they should get calls from somebody you don't know but is still somehow in your contacts. google maps should lead you to one place, no matter what address you type in.

phones are such a big part of our daily lives, removing them from horror removes the horror from our experience. what if the horror felt like it could happen to you, right here, right now? what if it felt like it was already happening?

#tropes #wip:ww

[morphaeus]

15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

Tagged by @neapaulatan — thank you!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Kind of? My middle name is my mom's first name.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Uh, yesterday watching youtube videos. Damn you, hormones.

3. Do you have kids?

I do not.

5. What sports do you play/have played?

I used to play a lot of sports — basketball, soccer, softball, volleyball. Not very seriously, more for fun. And I used to dance, too. Not really a sport, but I'm counting it anyway.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

I'm not actually sure.

7. What's your eye color?

Kind of a blue-green-grey.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

How about scary movies with happy endings? I like those.

9. Any special talents?

Besides writing? I can read really fast.

10. Where were you born?

Outside of Detroit, MI.

11. What are your hobbies?

I like to write, read, crochet, play the ukulele (I'm still learning), and play video games.

12. Do you have pets?

I do! I have a cat, a hamster, a tarantula, a box turtle, a crested gecko, and a three gallon cherry shrimp tank.

13. How tall are you?

5' 4"

14. Favorite subject in school?

English and History were my favorites in high school. In college... I really enjoyed Sociology.

15. Dream job?

A full time novelist, probably. Or a teacher.

Tagging: some recent mutuals @jaydewritesfiction @revenancy @antihell @vcaudley @meerawrites @sam-glade @sshawthorne & whoever would like to join!

#tag game

[morphaeus]

Salt Is For Curing, Sonya Vatomsky

#words

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you ever listen to a playlist and all of the sudden a song that has incredible blorbo energy comes on you're you're just like this

#on writing

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Please. I want to be a creature.

#misc

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any room can be a panic room if you just give me a fucking second

#it's me

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reeling back in disgust every time i remember that my favorite media is also consumed by the greater public and not only my small group of incredibly correct and incredibly autistic mutuals

#fandom

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and suddenly my twenties are behind me.

for so many years I waited to lose weight to gain confidence to live. (the world stopped waiting for me years ago) so I'm running to catch up before it's too late

— anna lisa (@annachronisms)

#writeblr #spilledink #spilled ink #spilled poetry #poets corner #poets community #poets on tumblr #mypoetry #mine.

[morphaeus]

new url @annachronisms!

#blog update

[morphaeus]

great lakes kids are like "you wanna go to the lake this summer" as if any of us have a fucking choice

#just @ me next time