#Dem Atlas

[radiophd]

dem atlas -- never belonged

[thedyf]

“Hello stranger-“

[xgermankittycatx--commsopen]

hello, i'm still alive :]

Have some Avatar: the last airbender sketches cuz i'm obsessed right now :D

[ragnarssons]

so they changed how katara gets the waterbending scroll... i like what they did, even tho i do understand the good things about the original thing too

[fabiansteinhauer]

[persepho-knee]

New quote to live by. I am now a changed woman

Thought process behind this:

It's a shame no one—absolutely no one—grabbed Zuko by the ponytail in book 1.

The general consensus that Katara acts like a booktok boyfriend.

Katara's pose is wrong perspective wise, but she came along so beautifully I didn't have the heart to change it. My job's to make the cow walk: whether it's on legs or nipples is none of my business.

[leemeanhoe]

me listening to my favourite rappers during a depressive episode: so y’all are depressed as fuck too huh

[the-hugger]

Can you give @walkthruthewords and @thatrando13 (Atlas) and @thatrando13 (Freida) and @kimu-dem and @supermilkshakebanana and @brb-on-a-quest and @onewingedsparrow and @beautiful-songbird and @ramblings-of-lola and @lilliesandlight and and @plaid-n-converse and @thecrazyalchemist and @carrotsinnovember and @life-is-okay-rn2 and @givemeasong-singamelody and @igotthisaccountunderduress and @bleep-bloop-boo and @alchemicalwerewolf and @fresh-bed-old-sheets and @cocusnuss and @thebookshelflord and @reiningsoral and @dandelions-arent-weeds and @a-wondering-thought and @friesnoketchup and @maximum-tragedy (hope she's ok) and @the-thing-of-worms and @sonofshu and @ria-coolgirl and @florsial and @deetealeaf and @waitingforthesunrise and @mintytealeaves and @azures-grace and @a-resplendent-mushroom and @quackethh and @ so many people I can't remember the usernames of a hug and ask them if they want to be on the list and guys, thank you so much for making memories with me. I treasure every one of you and though I don't talk to all of you very consistently I think you're amazing and you hold a special place in my heart and I love you. I think about you all the time. I apologize if I've ever hurt you and I take joy in every time I made you smile and I want you to be okay. And sometimes life is hard but I promise you are strong. And you're not alone. Know you have someone who is proud of what you've accomplished and who loves you, probably plenty of people because you're so awesome that it's probably inevitable, but at least one. Another day will come and You'll see the rain out of the window and feel the sunshine and smell the petrichor and fresh grass and feel the satisfaction of resting after hard work and feel the breeze on your skin and find beauty in little things, laughter, clothes swaying on a clothesline or leaves curling shriveling leaves like dying curses at the sky, or a soft sunset, or the breath of a cat as it lies on its side, a dog happy to see you, the grin of a person who catches sight of you like you're one of the best things in their life. There will always be hope and you will always be loved and I hope you find it soon and that you find it plenty.

@brb-on-a-quest @onewingedsparrow @beautiful-songbird @ramblings-of-lola @lilliesandlight

@plaid-n-converse @thecrazyalchemist @carrotsinnovember @life-is-okay-rn2 @givemeasong-singamelody

@igotthisaccountunderduress @bleep-bloop-boo @alchemicalwerewolf @fresh-bed-old-sheets @cocusnuss

@thebookshelflord @reiningsoral @dandelions-arent-weeds @a-wondering-thought @friesnoketchup

@maximum-tragedy @the-thing-of-worms @sonofshu @ria-coolgirl @florsial

@deetealeaf @waitingforthesunrise @mintytealeaves @azures-grace @a-resplendent-mushroom

@quackethh

[kritzelpixel]

ES IST EIN WUNDER GESCHEHEN! Ich habe meine Highfantasy Buchreihe ERNEUT bei einem Verlag untergebracht. Ihr könnt „Das Reich des Todesdrachen“ vorbestellen. Ich hab das Buch neu geschrieben und es beinhaltet auch 52 Seiten Graphic Novel. AHHHHH!

https://www.kritzelpixel.de/atlas-des-thers-reihe

Das Buch

Die Drachen brachten die Magie und teilten sie mit den Menschen. Doch nicht alle waren der Meinung, dass die Menschen sich dieser Macht würdig zeigten. Tausende Jahre später ist die Welt All’Ein durch die zurückliegenden Kriege um die Vorherrschaft wie zerbrochen. Eine tiefe Kluft spaltet nicht nur den Kontinent, sondern auch die Beziehungen zwischen den Drachen und Menschen.

Auf dem jungen Zauberer Jasov lastet eine schreckliche Schuld und seine einzige Chance, Buße zu tun, ist, sich dem Reich zu verschwören und einem Altdrachen zu dienen. Er hofft, dort zu lernen, wie er mit den unbändigen Zauberkräften, die ihm innewohnen, umgehen kann. Doch Jasovs bloßes Talent ist der letzte Beweis, den der Drachenherrscher Dragul noch gebraucht hat: Erst gestörte Magie an den Grenzen, dann verschwundene Spione und nun ein Zauberer, der zu viel Macht besitzt. Die Balance der Magie hat sich verändert. Die Reiche sind den Waffenstillstand leid. Das Wettrüsten hat längst begonnen. Dragul muss handeln. Und das führt auch Jasov mitten hinein in den Konflikt zwischen Menschen und Drachen, Intrigen, Verrat und Liebe. Welche Seite wird sein Herrscher wählen? Und wird Jasov sich ihm anschließen oder den Lehren seiner neuen Mentorin vertrauen, die ihren ganz eigenen Vorstellungen von Balance folgt?

Ein junger Zauberer mit dem Wunsch, Buße zu leisten.

Ein Altdrache, der sich für oder gegen das Leben entscheiden muss.

Eine Drachenfrau, die nicht länger vor ihrem Schicksal davonlaufen kann.

Content & Tropes: High Fantasy, Drachen, Magie mit Bewusstsein, Heldenreise, komplexes Worldbuilding, Schlachten und Kriege, Found Family, From 0 to Hero, Enemies to Lovers, Broken World.

[curse-of-lauzarus]

Just for fun: Kannst du uns ein paar witzige crack pairs unter den OC geben und/oder sie in Teams/Grüppchen einteilen, wenn sie gemeinsame Eigenschafen/Hobbies haben wie z.B. "No sleep trio" oder "Forever single duo" etc? :') thx♡

Ohhh this sounds like fun 🤭✨

Grüppchen:

# The great bake off: Tyler, Vlad, Gus, Bell, Linnea

# „what do you mean there is no more coffee🤬/😭“: Atlas, Vlad, Irene, Theo

# bruises crewses: Atlas, Linnea, Gus

# Smokster 2000: Atlas, Vlad, Irene, Tay

# Lovingly hubbys: Theo, Bell

# Garden hoes: Oz, Bell, Vlad, Linnea, Gus

# GoVegan/Vegetarian: Lucy, Atlas, Oz, Arden, Gus

# Dead Girlfriend/Boyfriend society: Vlad, Irene

# Resting Bitch Faces: Vlad, Atlas, Kiiya, Gus, Tay, Theo

#Old Ladys Hobby lovers: Linnea, Vlad, Irene, Tay, Gus

Crack-Ships:

I give you one better 😂 eventuell fand ich die Idee ganz witzig einfach alle Charactere, welche sei dem Pairing „Yes“ angegeben haben auf einen Zettel zu schreiben und dann einfach dem Schicksal diese Aufgabe fürs Auge gedrückt 😂 und weil ich das ganze noch einen drauf setzten sollte (und es eine ungerade Zahl an Charakteren war kommt der kleine Traum noch mit rein 😂)

so here we go:

Linnea x Kiiya: ich geb den beiden 2 Stunden und Kiiya ist über alle Berge geflitzt während Linnea mit gebrochenem Herzen im Camp zurückbleibt. Auch wenn sie durchaus Dinge hätten, die sie verbinden würde, würde es auch auch sehr gravierende Dinge in ihren Persönlichkeiten geben, die dafür Sorgen würde dass das ganz schnell den Bach runter gehen würde 🥲

Oz x Lucy: joa joa vielleicht auf den ersten Blick ein sehr ungewöhnliches Pairing aber man könnte daraus sicherlich etwas interessantes draus machen 👀 die beiden sind zwar recht verschieden aber mehr so dass sie sich ergänzen könnten als dass sie sich an die Gurgel gehen würden.

Little Dream x Arden: oh boy… ehm ja… ich sehe einen Fehler mit der Idee den kleinen Traum mit rein zu nehmen aber …. Mmm auf den zweiten Blick maybe… nicht so schlimm wie man vielleicht danken mag? Idk ich kann leider nicht mehr sagen ohne zu Spoilern 😂

Tay x Vlad: Das ganze könnte wahrscheinlich am Anfang noch was werden mit den beiden aber je länger die beiden ein Paar wären desto mehr und mehr Probleme würden sich auftuen, welche ihre Beziehung strapazieren würde bis es auseinander brechen würde.

Irene x Atlas: another oh Boy 😂 ich glaube Irene würde Atlas mit ihrer Art konstant auf die Nerven gehen und jede Sekunde davon genießen während dieser sich fragt ob er es wohl bringen könnte Irene von der Treppe zu schubsen. A good old hate love would this be…

Tyler x Gus: das wohl einzige Pairing hier welches nicht von Anfang an zum Scheitern verurteilt wäre. Die beiden könnten sogar richtig harmonisch und cute werden 🥰

[darkcloudsatnight]

I wanna do that to him

Both of dem

Want

Now

Credit

Atlas Jesus fuck dude/lh/j AHDBSBAJSHDHAUHSSBAHAHNSDJZHZJIZUXVDHSJAUAHSJZJBSJSNASBUDAHJANSBSJABSNDBSANANABBABAAHHA

[dosesofcommonsense]

Harris is going to surge because the mockingbird, simping, puppet media is pushing those buttons. Why? Because it’s that desperate. The DNC is seeding narratives and preparing the sheep for many alternatives.

How bad is it?

The internal polling all favors Trump and not by a little.

FROM SETH KESHEL, data extraordinaire:

If you’re wondering why the bet markets tanked on Trump, it’s because Ann Selzer, formerly thought to be the “gold standard” pollster of Iowa, dumped a Harris +3 for Iowa.

The far from MAGA pollster Emerson dropped a Trump +10.5 one hour before to cut her off at the pass, and Atlas (most accurate of 2020) dropped a poll with Trump winning all swing states right after it.

Selzer has Iowa dead on the last two races. For the record, Iowa has moved from R+1 to R+10.3 in the last 4 years and with GOP gains in all 99 counties. The GOP leads early voting after losing it by 12% last time but winning the state by 8.

Iowa will go to Trump by 12. This poll was dumped to mislead about the rest of the Midwest and was leaked to key Dems before it was published. It should be investigated as an anti-corruption measure and we should know what Selzer was paid or threatened with.

——-

Watch the news. Be mindful. Report dirty dealings. The next two days are going to be crazy.

When you back a rabid dog into a corner, expect a last ditch attack and have several options on how to counter it.

[reversereaction]

under your skin | butterfly effect

So, nach gefühlt 100 Jahren habe ich es endlich geschafft, das zweite Kapitel zu under your skin ist hochgeladen! ✨

Vorsätze für 2025? schneller schreiben, warum bin ich so lahm?  🥲

Anyway, die Website hatte auch ein paar kleine updates und falls ihr euch nicht erinnert was bis jetzt schon passiert ist, kann man da jetzt auch immer kleine Kapitelzusammenfassungen lesen.

Es gab ein paar updates bei dem cloud atlas von manchen und auch bei den flawed connections. 😌

und natürlich wie immer, ein großes danke an @missladyann für das Korrekturlesen. <3

Edit: Bei den Zusammenfassungen geht es schon bis Kapitel 2! Also Vorsicht, falls ihr euch nicht spoilern wollt. 😅

[haveyouheardthisband]

[the-fallen-stones]

I am bad at hiding. If you are my friend, you might recognize me. For that, I apologize.

You may call me anything you like. I enjoy and encourage nicknames. But if you need a name, Mica works.

If you would like me to write something for you, you can request it, and I will if I can. It may not be immediately. But I will try.

A warning, my descriptions can sometimes be graphic, or a little violent. It is usually metaphorical, though, don't worry.

I like both storm and calm. Chaos and comfort. I enjoy things that invoke thought, or creativity. I love hugs, snuggles, animals (especially dragons and cats), tea, fiction, and poetry.

Please do not bring up politics here. It's not that I don't care. But I've anguished myself enough over them and honestly, I need a break.

Never assume hostility! It was probably an accident. My tone comes across weird sometimes.

Tags:

#storm's eye - things that strike me, and I'd like to come back to.

#mica speaks - anything original, by me.

#mica reblogs - empty reblogs.

#mica elaborates - reblogs that are not empty.

#mica rambles - I have rambled.

#mica rhymes - my poetry.

#mika doodles - my art.

#mika's music - my favorite songs.

#mica recites - my favorite poems or stories.

#mika inquires - I ask questions.

#mika responds - I answer questions.

Credit for the image goes to @poetryforall.

My wonderful mutuals:

@kimu-dem - Keeper of comfort.

@thatrando13 - The wanderer.

@carrotsinnovember - A gentle friend.

@hersurvival - Blanket fort against thunder and snowstorms.

@caustic-splines - Writer of old love letters.

@abiethewizardduck

@randomshowerpoems - The wise wordsmith.

@poemsofanentomologist

@galaxys-universe

@literaryvein - The bright storm outside.

@same-skies

These titles can always change, as I know you better. If you'd like me to use a different one I certainly can.

Some of my favorite songs are;

One Day You Will Fly Too, by Aimee Carty,

Come Along, Does the Swallow Dream of Flying?, Egg and Soldiers, Pelicans We, Half Past Three, Run, and Linger Longer, by Cosmo Sheldrake,

Glow in the Dark by Vian Izak,

Rush of Life, My Neighbor's Car Alarm, Desire, and Rain, by Tony Ann. (Classical.)

Experience, Fly, and Eros, by Ludovico Einaudi. (Classical.)

Ilomilo by Billie Eilish,

Two, Sun, Eight, and Light by Sleeping at Last,

Big Black Car and San Luis by Gregory Alan Isakov,

Passing Through by Kaden MacKay,

The Mountain Song, Be Nobody, and Better is the End, by TopHouse,

Changing Days, Irish Eyes, I Can Never Give my Heart, and Rocket, by Rose Betts,

The Sound of Silence, by Simon and Garfunkel,

Walking in the Air, Time, Orinoco Flow, and Carol of the Bells, by Libera,

And many more.

Some of my favorite poems are;

Tug'o'War of Heartstrings, The Night Sky, Together, With a Window Between, A Heavy Wait/Weight, A Veil Not Yet There, Sharks in a Zoo, A Faustian Deal, Denial, The Voice of a Loved One, Explosions, Tribute to the Ocean, The Vast Expanse of the Ocean, Nurturing, Stalagmites in my Brain, and How Can I Put Those Boxes Away? by The Shower Poet,

Fire and Ice, and Walking by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost,

The Sunshine Kid, Paper People, and 59, by Harry Baker,

The Spider, by Robert P. Tristam Coffin,

Run With You, by Atlas,

A Litany, by Gregory Orr,

Landscape with a Blur of Conquerors, and Details of the Woods, by Richard Silken.

And many more.

Some of my favorite books are;

The Chronicles of Narnia, by C. S. Lewis,

Breadcrumbs, by Anne Ursu,

Ella Minnow Pea, by Mark Dunn,

Holes, Wayside School, Small Steps, and There's a Boy in the Girl's Bathroom, by Lois Sachar.

Hoot, Scat, Flush, and Chomp, by Carl Hiaasen.

Where the Mountain Meets the Moon, Starry River of the Sky, and When the Sea Turned to Silver, by Grace Lin.

And oh, so very many more.

Poems I have written;

Teach Me, Silent Serenade, Space Can Die, Weak Resolve, Boundaries Drawn, The Candle, Vacuum, One Pace, Adventure With Me, Stagnant, Workaholic, Sirens Can Cry, Dreamt of Loss, The Chalkboard, Shush, and many more to come.

Once was a girl, who would talk to herself. Stories, tales, thoughts in passing, of the past, future, of the sky and leaves, wind and breeze, of storm and calm. She longed to speak in a cadence. One to soothe. To heal. Doesn't everyone want that, to heal? To be somebody to someone, to have a voice like an anchor, eyes like a vice, that soften, that go warm like a bird's shelter?

Storm seeks calm. Calm seeks storm. They find a balance. But never, never do they stay still. She couldn't stay still. Her mind was a hurricane. And sometimes a breeze, sometimes a song to put you at ease, and sometimes, tight, coiled like a spring.

The calm wasn't who she was. Nor was she as much of the storm as she thought she was. Dear, she was a fire. She'd dim, and grow brighter. Her voice would get high when excited, she'd smile. Her embers couldn't rest. She'd smoulder. Then big stewing pots would bubble over. She'd speak in paragraphs, eyes like beacons, stumbling over words and not always making sense...

But it was beautiful. She loved, she loved deeply. She wanted to be loved, too. And she was. But when the smoke gets high, water and frost meeting that bright smile all too many times, it blurs out the hands, hearts, the words reaching, seeking...

She was silenced. Of course, the embers still burned. But the very things she stifled were the things she was beloved for. And she couldn't hear them.

But slowly, wet wood dries, my dear. You can't always cry. Time passes by. Wounds heal, scars fade, even when clouds pass over the stars. She was stronger than that.

She learned again to love. And though she had times she couldn't muster the songs, the words, the strength to hold on so tight, she began to heal.

Please, my dear, have patience. She is still healing.

Burnout is a dangerous thing. If you are stuck it never eases, never ceases. And things that brought you peace are no less, then, but grievous. It feels like Sisyphus himself is in charge of pulling you out of that rut. My dear, he can't.

The world moves so fast... I can't help but be dizzy. The facts and the future, like stones, whizzing, past my head, I bustle, I catch them, I'm busy...

The earth turns fast but not as fast as my head. Live, die. Fireflies. On my deathbed. I crave a rest, but I get anger instead. For injustice, for fury, the memories I shed...

Give my hands to the stars, fire for every digit. They fall from the sky when in darkness I fidget. Tear through the clouds, but then cry when I can't fix it. My brain is a void and...

I just.

Can't.

Bridge it.