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Iiiiiii might bring this blog back, but I’m unsure about if it’ll be just Puck or if I’ll move him to @guysndclls and restart that one instead. it just feels… hurtful, to change this theme cuz that means I’d have to change Puck’s face to my secondary given the primary’s passing.
#— out of character.#celebrity death tw#death tw#reblogging this here too#in case anyone wants to follow this blog from over there#I miss Carmilla and Marina#and Puck over there#like SOOO much
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#— muse reflected.#Terry not only being the greek muse of chorus and dance#but apparently gay vibes lmao#she thinks people are pretty and likes people
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#— to be tagged.#been having a Time with my internship and final project#but have a handsome boy in the meantime#I have too many muses with his face#almost like he's my favorite fc??
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TERRIFIC PAIN & Jack felt the bones of his skull split. Felt a heat, where his eyes should be. He ran east, down to the river & looked at his reflection, only to find a grinning smile, staying eternally plastered on his face ── A JACK-O-LANTERN, where once had been FLESH AND BONES. 🎃 // ( independent & fandomless oc. jack o’lantern king of the pumpkin patch. pc. )
#— newly promoted.#aaaaannnd for my first promo on this blog#a Boy and his Boy#we stan Jack in this house
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one day, my (self-induced) suffering will end...
#— out of character.#I'm realizing I have way too many muses#with bios longer than a paragraph#it both makes my heart full and my anxiety spike
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— closed starter;
@plurestellae
Over the centuries, the goddess found that some weeks tended to be easier than others; despite humans’ statistics when it comes to death counts, there were quieter times and lulls when the mortals seemed to be at peace with their lives. Just content in being rather than fighting, not wreaking havoc with their every action. Tonight was in the midst of these rare moments in history as if the world were bowing their collective head in reverence as if taking a slow breath before another onslaught of turmoil.
She idly wondered if a holiday was passing through as she stood in a dark corner of some city, the faint lighting causing a dangerous glint to bounce off her pistol as a stray wisp of smoke floated upwards, and she twirled the weapon for a moment before holstering it. Though it never needed reloading, Makaria noted that the barrel needed cleaning as she murmured, “Noct, tempus requiem.” Raising her head only as she heard footsteps echoing off the grimy alley walls, she tilted her head to the side. Only few can ever see her unless she willingly allows herself to be revealed to mortal eyes so she wasn’t worried about being amongst the newly dead as their bodies slumped around her. Instead, she quipped, “Bit cold this evening, hmm?”
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— closed starter;
@plurestellae
Most people around here were eager to leave Washington, and post-graduation presents often came in the form of new cars and dads’ old trucks. Not Seth though, not as long as he had his trusty motorbike; an upgrade from years of pushing pedals and skidding thin tread marks into the pavement of Forks and La Push as he delivered papers every morning in his youth. Though he’d relinquished the title when he’d started college last year, he was still fond of waking up before sunrise and taking advantage of having the full morning to spend with the pack before afternoon classes.
Just short of a trot away – he knew, he’d counted how long it took him to get to all his usual haunts especially while on these lazy joyrides to get his brain and muscles kick-started for the day ahead, was the Uley house. The morning dew had already been disturbed around the house and a hazy thought formed: who’s up at this ungodly hour like him? Curiosity got the better of him as the young man dared himself to check, parking the bike at the base of the porch. “Sam? Em?” The call was soft, the knock coupling it even softer in case either were still asleep.
#plurestellae#— shifter started.#— feat. emily young.#— seth.#idk this is post-series#feel free to throw your hcs on their dynamic @ me
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The way she touches his arm, though.
The X-Files: Pilot (1x01)
Shout out to the anon who directed me to this small moment, hidden in darkness.
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deciding to make a master google doc with the bios for all my muses is officially gonna be today’s Struggle. time to start slowly descending into madness.
#— out of character.#most are already written from groups/indies past#but the some that don't have it got my brain blanking
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had a productive early morning but now I’m gonna chill out before class!! leave a like if you wanna plot with one of my kiddos, the current biases of the week are:
Makaria (Greek myths, goddess of blessed death)
Terpsichore (Greek myths, muse of chorus and dance)
Marina Andrieski-23 (The Magicians)
Seth Clearwater (Twilight)
Hiro Hamada (Big Hero 6)
Carmilla Karnstein (Carmilla web series)
Aella/Alexandra Khalid (Greek myths, one of Hippolyta’s Amazonian warriors)
Teddy Lupin (Harry Potter)
Padma Patil (Harry Potter)
Kid Omega/Quentin Quire (The X-Men)
Will Scully (The X-Files, son of Fox Mulder and Dana Scully)
Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)
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had a productive early morning but now I’m gonna chill out before class!! leave a like if you wanna plot with one of my kiddos, the current biases of the week are:
Makaria (Greek myths, goddess of blessed death)
Terpsichore (Greek myths, muse of chorus and dance)
Marina Andrieski-23 (The Magicians)
Seth Clearwater (Twilight)
Hiro Hamada (Big Hero 6)
Carmilla Karnstein (Carmilla web series)
Aella/Alexandra Khalid (Greek myths, one of Hippolyta’s Amazonian warriors)
Teddy Lupin (Harry Potter)
Padma Patil (Harry Potter)
Kid Omega/Quentin Quire (The X-Men)
Will Scully (The X-Files, son of Fox Mulder and Dana Scully)
Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)
#— out of character.#needless to say?#a lot of gay vibes going on mentally#and then some wholesomeness#and then a couple punks aka Q and Bart
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— introducing...
➘ ° ★ harry shum, jr ? no, that's oliver leoi, they're thirty-eight years old. they're cisgender male and use he/him. they identify as bisexual, and their favorite song is 19-2000 (soulchild remix) by Gorillaz.
mun info: ( bloo i.e. hedge bitch in charge#0101, 25, she/they, cst )
handy dandy dossier!!
but anyway, tl;dr on his story here’s what you missed on Glee...
hails from Laredo, Texas
raised knowing English, Spanish, and some Chinese (specifically proficient in Mandarin)
been fascinated with afterlife folklore and funerary methods since he was a kid from an early interest in how others wanted to preserve their legacy
was forced to intern at his dad’s law firm instead of always staying in since his likes made a loner out of him, where he garnered another passion for helping others
totally to spite his dad’s company’s shady motives
got into Yale on his dad’s legacy admission and filled his electives with his continued interest in death-related subjects without his father knowing... and the moment he finally told his dad, he was immediately disowned and cut off from his parents’ funding
enlisted in the U.S. Navy to complete his Bachelor’s with the help of his mentor, who also got him a job at a funeral home helping embalm as well as work with families to respect the deceased person’s last rites and wishes
went to Spain for his first tour of duty after graduation and boot camp where he worked as a professional military translator, though was better known amongst locals as a hiker and frequent road tripper
also stayed in Korea and Egypt for his work/other tours of duty
eventually settled in Klover to remain close to Denver, where he’s now a reserve soldier whose civilian occupation is as a legal aid lawyer for low-income military families and the elderly, though he’s always open to pro-bono cases
yes, writing wills and talking about being prepared for one’s death is his specialty
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open to: anyone & anything notes: dossier, 40 y.o. acting coach & online personal trainer, “not retired” action film star & stuntman, cis male pansexual (male-leaning), former music theatre kid now professional goofball, ray of sunshine that loves kids & puppies
There were oh-so-few pleasures in life that Cisco knew he could enjoy anytime, anywhere that were as innocent as finding a place where he could purchase and sip cool, refreshing boba tea. It’d become a routine of sorts and tradition the male cherished on the weekends no matter where he was staying. In his line of work, especially in a day and age where traveling to film on-location and train actors in as similar of a condition as they were going to be choreographing elaborate scenes in was the norm.
Now that he’d found a small town to call home for the last year or so, he’d become a familiar sight and welcomed regular at a local cafe that allowed him to enjoy a bit of anonymity outside the rare bout of giddiness as well as a picture or two with a fan. He always stuck to one of the corner booths with his laptop out to check and reply to e-mails as well as remotely communicate with clients, today being no different as his order of cheese rangoons were starting to get cold. Eyes fixated on the screen as he absentmindedly sipped, it was only when one of the tapioca balls got stuck that he relinquished hold, glancing downward before the corner of his eye caught onto movement. “Oh! Sorry, man... Didn’t notice you there.”
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open to: anyone & anything notes: dossier, 52 y.o. retired marine now self-defense instructor, genderfluid female lesbian, never married, has younger siblings as well as plenty of nephews and nieces, proud Scottish immigrant, your next favorite mother hen & wine aunt
Evenings at the gym where she’d picked up a job were surprisingly relaxed... well, at least for a place that made a living off of pumping upbeat jams all day. Honestly, if Effie had it her way, she would’ve taught all her classes after-school to give those with regular 9-to-5s a chance to attend but this wasn’t her place to manage. Instead, she resigned to her favorite class to teach being right before dinner for most – except herself, of course.
Usually her post-workout routine involved filing paperwork for the sake of numbers as most bigger chains were interested in; who attended, how many were able to keep up, random statistics like that. The blonde decided she wasn’t in a rush tonight though as she started picking up the equipment for the lesson to sanitize and put away. “Hello, love. Don’t mind me just skirting around ya,” she chuckled before nodding slightly at the borrowed gloves and punching mitt on the ground, “I’m afraid I’m gonna have to take those back ‘less you wanted to practice a couple more rounds?”
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I need a pet fox
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What's the purest form of love?
Laughing during sex
#— witch favored.#— feat. emily davis.#— marina.#is it usually about the cats and fox?#yeah pretty much lmao
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enemies to lovers? no, you misunderstood. I want enemies to mortal nemeses to reluctant allies to lovers to heartbroken enemies back to reluctant allies back to lovers.
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