#Muse things

[first-son-of-finwe]

Realising that you can actually, scientifically measure the minimum temperature of Fëanor’s spirit by looking up the temperature required to fully incinerate a body

Apparently it’s 760-980 Celsius

[sashaishere14]

official outfit ... i think it captures his cringe loser essence ! (i forgot his paintbrush but ! oh well.) bonus:

he is always in distress

[museaway]

hello my fellow muses

[my-brain-soup]

The Picture of Dorian Grey but Ford is Basil, and Bill is Dorian. IDK who Henry is, but I don't like him.

[dragontamer05]

So having more thoughts again with AE Kisara,

being how young she was when they died in truth any stories she might tell about her parents are things she simply chooses to believe or wants to believe. The accuracy to how true they are is unknown.

A part of her does fear/ know there's a real possibility that perhaps her folks didn't want her and saw her as just as much a curse as everyone else. As bad luck

But would rather imagine they may have actually loved and wanted her

[nataliavega]

nat vega at ogden thanksgiving.

[alecflynn]

basics.

full name — Alec Bodhi Flynn

faceclaim — Nick Robinson

gender & pronouns —cis man, he/him

age — 28

birthday — 8/23/1996

sexuality — disaster bi

occupation — bartender at Tarzan's Bad Trip

residence — elmwood flats unit #1

length of time in willow peak — all his life, with occasional bouts of traveling throughout

tldr. tw: mental illness, drugs, alcohol, child neglect (full bio can be found at the bottom of the intro)

alec is a chicago (and willow peak) native. he’s been cutting it up in these streets since day one. his mother suffers from manic episodes and would often leave him alone for days on end and go cause havoc around town. so locals probably know the name ‘daisy flynn’ and they probably don’t get warm and fuzzies when they hear it. his dad is totally unknown to him

with the freedom of having absolutely zero structure growing up, alec fell into partying. he taught himself how to play the guitar, and as he got older, he used that to his advantage. he started a band, was surprisingly good at writing songs— the only time anyone caught a glimpse of emotional depth— and settled into his role as the heartbreaker

alec really thought the glory of high school would last forever, even going as far as buying a van with the intention of touring for the summer between junior and senior year and every summer after that. only, he never clued his bandmates into those plans and they actually had parents that gave a shit, so instead, he turned it into his home. eventually, inevitably, they were evicted from their apartment when his mom went off the deep end for a little too long, so he sort of had no choice

for all of senior year, alec lived alone in his van that he lovingly named ole bessy. it was about halfway through the year that he realized people were making plans outside of willow peak. college, jobs, settling anywhere that wasn’t here. but alec liked here, and he didn’t really understand everyone being so hellbent on leaving

abandonment issues settled in and alec sort of became a nomad. once he graduated from high school (somehow??? like, good for him, but i genuinely don’t understand how he did it) he left chicago to travel in his van. he played shows, settled in places for just long enough to start to feel those attachments grow and then he’d take off again

he’d roll back into town from time to time, but when he inevitably messed up, he’d leave again, coming back only when enough time had allowed to dust to settle. and the cycle has repeated itself now for years

headcanons.

alec has undiagnosed dyscalculia. he doesn’t realize that numbers don’t jumble around in everyone’s heads the way they do his. it makes him feel stupid, so he tries to avoid math situations, or anything that has anything to do with numbers.

alec can be very self-absorbed. it’s not because he’s a dick, it’s just because he’s always too aware of himself to see things from any other perspective. he’s covered up his need to be loved and accepted by fooling himself into believing everyone loves him the way he loves everyone else. it’s a fun line to walk.

because alec largely had to parent himself, there are a lot of things he misses that should be obvious, but just aren’t. he genuinely doesn’t ever go out of his way to hurt anyone’s feelings, but he definitely has left a string of heartbreak in his wake. he just doesn’t know how to let people in, he doesn’t understand that his inability to love isn’t the same for everyone else. he just expects that people feel the way he does about things.

he writes really good fuckin’ songs. you would never know he is the same person listening to his songs versus meeting him in real life, but it stems from the fact that he never learned how to deal with or regulate his emotions, so he channels it into his song writing

alec is a very physically affectionate guy. his love language is physical touch so it’s not weird or out of the ordinary for alec to be touchy.

shambles is his best friend and roommate and he will cut a bitch when it comes to her, pacifist or not

wanted connections.

childhood friends - some that he still keeps in touch with, maybe some that are starting to get tired of his shit. maybe some that have been tired of his shit for a while

bandmates - new or old. he’s been back in town for a little while now, so he’s had time to get the band back together (or welcome new people into it)

exes - alec is not known for his faithfulness or for being a good boyfriend. these would have likely ended badly and they wouldn’t have gone on for very long. or maybe a few ended up friends. who knows

hook ups - a guy has needs. and those needs don’t need strings. it can be complicated with unrequited feelings or it can just be a casual thing that just scratches an itch for both parties

antagonistic - enemies alec has made, people that liken him to his mom who is still around causing trouble, people that feel he’s done them dirty. maybe past employers he’s left high and dry. people he owes money to. anything!

honestly, up for ANYTHING. might add more as they come to me, but let’s just throw stuff at the wall and see what sticks.

full bio.

Alec Flynn was born a free spirit. As a child, he was always questioning everything: who decided we have to go to school five days a week? Why is ‘because I said so’ an acceptable answer? Why do we have to wear shoes? We’re inside! (Alec was regularly in trouble in school for taking off his shoes). For a minute, he tried the Scouts thing, but ultimately it wasn’t meant to last. He didn’t do well with structure or a chain of command. He constantly questioned authority and pushed his limits as far as they would go and then some. He’d say he quit, but it was, at the very least, a mutual parting of ways. It was probably for the best, though. Being raised by a single mother who followed her every whim and regularly left her too-young son alone, sometimes for days on end, while she ran off with a new boyfriend or chased a new high meant that money was so tight it was basically non-existent. Just like the father he never knew. God forbid they spent any of that money on him.

He found his stride a little more once he hit high school. Being musically inclined since he could talk suddenly seemed a lot more interesting to his peers once puberty hit. Alec loved the attention and he leaned fully in. He started a band with a few friends. People knew him. And for the first time in his life, he felt seen. That kind of feeling went to his head. He was a serial dater, the heartbreaker, and he really fell into the party scene. With his friends at his side, he felt unstoppable, untouchable. The band found its groove and they owned the school. Or, at least, in Alec’s mind, they did. 

The insecurities began to creep in around the middle of senior year. He’d never been much of a planner, content to only acknowledge what was right in front of his face at any given moment. But Alec began to realize, as everyone finalized their college and future plans, that he’d never really given it any thought. He liked what he did and what he had here, so why change it? But in the back of his mind, it did cause panic, listening to everyone plan to leave Chicago behind. 

Leave him behind.

Alec grew a little more reckless after that. He partied harder, he wrote songs with a frantic edge. He thought maybe if he could just get lost in the life, it would never abandon him. But in the end, he watched people he adored and people that adored him scatter to the wind after graduation. 

On a whim, he’d purchased a van with money he’d managed to scrape together. It was an absolute piece of shit, but it was his piece of shit. It’s original intention was to go on tour— a notion he’d had but hadn’t clued his bandmates in on until after he’d already bought it— but when he was slapped with an eviction notice after his mom had been gone on a bender for weeks, it became home. 

For years, Alec did his best to outrun the bad feelings. Abandonment issues, who? Alec was simply a free spirit. It was in his DNA after all. His mother had never been able to stay in one place, and with a home on wheels, why shouldn’t he do the same? 

So it became something of a routine. He’d roll back into town after staying gone long enough to be missed, for whatever misdeeds he’d released on Willow Peak to be forgotten or at the very least swept under the rug. And then, when he inevitably messed up, he’d go again to start the process over once more. It kept him safe and it kept others safe from him. That was a lesson he’d learned from his mother who had become something of a fixture on the streets in Sycamore Row, becoming the town’s burden instead of just his. 

He’d like to stop running. Of course he would. But everything catches up to you when you stop moving. And he’s not ready to face those things just yet.

[murphbloom]

basics.

full name — Samuel Bloom - exclusively goes by Murph

faceclaim — Adam Brody

gender & pronouns —cis man, he/him

age — 42

birthday — 12/9/1982

sexuality — hetero, sad but true

occupation — unemployed

residence — #512 Lakeshore Drive

length of time in willow peak — since mid-November

tldr. tw: divorce (full bio can be found at the bottom of the intro)

murph is called murph because it was a running joke all his life that he was cursed with bad luck. so instead of allowing murphy to be a name that haunted him his entire life, murph decided to simply make it his identity. people can’t make fun of you if you do it first!

he’s the oldest of two boys and the least favorite. his family is the loud rambunctious type and the gene seemed to skip him. he liked comic books and robots and listening to obscure indie bands in his bedroom. so he got pushed onto the backburner a lot in favor of his brother who was the big man on campus with his sailing and his hundreds of friends and his endless charm

he was born and raised in the san francisco area but went to college in southern california for a change of pace and for a chance to not be in his little brother’s shadow. his studies were in coding and game design and it was nice to feel like he was finally excelling at something

after graduation, he got a job at a fairly big name gaming company. but as it turned out, he was less passionate about designing games than he was about playing them, finding that app development was actually more his speed. he took a leap of faith and left his steady job for a start up company where he managed projects and teams. it wasn’t exactly what he wanted to do, but he felt like he was getting on the right track

because he can be something of a workaholic, his romantic life suffered. until it didn’t. he met someone who was like his opposite in every way— much more like his brother than him— but he thought their differences was what made the relationship so solid. she pushed him out of his comfort zone, which he needed. eventually, with her support, he left the company to venture out on his own. with an old college acquaintance eager to invest, murph put together his own team and finally was at a place where he could bring his ideas to life. he didn’t have to manage anybody else’s projects for the first time and could focus solely on his brainchild: sidequest— an app with a very easy-to-use interface that connects people for odd jobs. it’s a little more complicated than that but i’m literally just a girl, so pretend there’s really cool techy stuff here that blows your mind <3

riding the high of a particularly big breakthrough, murph proposed to his girlfriend on a whim. she said no. which would have been fine because, if he thought about it, their shelf life was likely reaching its expiration. what he wasn’t prepared for was her confessing that she was actually in love with his BROTHER

like, yeah, sure, it made sense when he thought about it because he was always the spare Bloom, but damn??? right in front of my fruit salad???

anyway, that sucked a lot. but at least he had his app!

oh, except wait. he didn’t. because that investor “friend” of his? well, he got dollar signs in his eyes and saw an opportunity to take credit for all of murph’s work. and with some ironclad contracts with shitty little fine print that basically said he already owned anything and everything murph created using his money, he was forced out. but at least they cut him a check, right?

honestly, murph was super bummed out. he had a shit ton of money but nothing really to show for it

that’s about the time he met valley. he really didn’t think he had anything to offer anyone and he was too scared to put himself out there again just to get chewed up and spit out so soon after he’d already been thoroughly wrecked. but he kind of didn’t have a choice. she was persistent in the beginning and so beautiful and charming and he honestly never stood a chance

he fell soooooooo hard for her. like the sun rose and fell with HER. he realized he never knew a single thing about love until he met her because nothing else quite compared. and for five years, they were very happy

and then fuckass george had to get involved. valley’s shitty ex husband reached out to murph and told him everything, sent proof of certificates and pictures and all kinds of things murph couldn’t explain away. it destroyed him to think that, once again, he’d put everything into something that turned out to never really be his in the first place. he was in a sort of state of shocked numbness for a long, long time. anger came way later and he never really asked any questions of her or got any answers. she was just here and then she was gone

he allowed himself to wallow for a while, and even after he picked himself up and did his best to move on, the people closest to him could see that he needed to be forced out of his rut. enter: willow peak. it’s quieter, a big change of scenery. and there’s definitely nothing there that could possibly remind him of his ex wife!

i am sorry that this section is called tldr and i basically just rewrote the entire bio but with bullet points. if you’ve made it this far, i luv u

headcanons.

when murph and valley decided they wanted a dog, they went to the shelter and asked for the dog that had been there the longest. they adopted her sight unseen and came home with a very scruffy terrier mix that they named fig

he is SO clumsy. it’s cute and it’s sad. like a big puppy that doesn’t know how to control it’s limbs yet

he has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor and he tends to lean on that in social interactions because talking to people is both hard and overwhelming so if he’s making people laugh then he’s winning

was raised in a jewish household, but he's more non-practicing

he and valley were both not big on holidays, so they created a 'merry happy whatever' tradition every year where they made their not-holiday into whatever they wanted it to be

wanted connections.

TBA

full bio.

Murphy’s law states anything that can go wrong will go wrong.

For Samuel Bloom, that adage was a lifestyle. And a name.

It was meant as a joke— calling him Murphy. A nod to just how wrong everything always seemed to go for him. But Sam adopted it, made it his own. If he couldn’t beat them, then he would join them. And so, he became Murph. 

From the beginning, it was clear that Murph’s younger brother was the favorite. His parents weren’t mean, they didn’t treat him poorly in favor of his brother, but it was still there and still obvious all the same. His brother was the sports guy, the charismatic one, the friend magnet. Murph… well. Murph liked comics and robotics, he liked finding solutions to problems in unique ways. He was just wired differently and so he never took it personally when he’d have the house to himself for a long weekend during one of his brother’s away games. Or when they chose to sit in on a football game instead of his first robotics competition. 

College felt like a new beginning. Maybe there Murph could be the guy who won. He wouldn’t be recognized as the Other Bloom. He was the only Bloom. And for a little while, that was true. He made some friends— a few of which he still has today— and even had a string of girlfriends. Most of those were fleeting and none of them were endgame level serious. But it was still a little life he cultivated for himself. And it was one that he was proud of. He was pursuing coding and video game design, both fields something he believed would only evolve with time. He wanted to evolve with it. 

And so, he did. He got a job with a modestly sized company right out of college. It was a decent job, paid the bills just enough that he could afford a studio apartment and dinner at least two nights a week that wasn’t instant noodles. And then he slowly moved up the ladder, small raises here and there affording him an apartment with actual rooms and dinner not from a cup any night he wanted. 

Eventually, Murph realized his passion lay not with video game design but with app development. As the market for that grew, so, too, did his ideas. When an old college buddy reached out to him, offering a job at his startup company, Murph took a leap of faith. It was slow going in the beginning, and had it not been for his savings, he might have returned to studio apartments and cup noodles, but eventually, they hit their stride. It still wasn’t quite where Murph wanted to be— managing teams rather than bringing his own ideas to life. But it was still so clear that he’d found himself in the right field, so he took the wins where he could.

Seven years of growth found him well. He’d upgraded his one bedroom apartment to a two bedroom house in a nice little neighborhood. It was more space than he needed for himself, but eventually, maybe, he’d fill it with a family. That part of his life was slower-going. Perhaps it was because he had never quite learned how to split his time, prone to bouts of inspiration that he’d have to work through until it was spent which meant long days and nights in the office. Apparently that was not a recipe for a fruitful marriage. 

But then he did meet someone. She was his opposite in many ways. She was loud and friendly where he could be withdrawn and shy, she loved to go out and meet new people when he preferred quiet nights in. She shook him out of his comfort zone and he tethered her to earth. It should have made sense. For Murph at the time, it did. And she was different from the others: she stuck around. She became part of the family, finding her place among them easier than even Murph had. In many ways, she was a lot like his brother, the magnetic type that you couldn’t help but be drawn in by. And she encouraged him to reach for more. 

So, two years later, he did. In 2016, he took another leap of faith— this time he bet on himself. He had an idea for an app that he believed was missing in the market. Something with an easily navigable interface that could connect people with small jobs or other needs. He called it SideQuest, a nod to his love of games. He found an investor in the form of an old college acquaintance and secured himself a team. Not having to worry about the money aspect, Murph threw himself into his work. Watching his vision come to fruition might have been the most exciting thing to ever happen to him, and on a particularly good day a year into development, he decided to take another big leap. He asked his girlfriend to marry him.

He wished he could say that the worst thing she told him was no. No he could have handled with grace. No would have made sense when he removed himself from the situation and really thought about their compatibility. But it was so much worse than no. Because, as it turned out, she had fallen in love with his brother. Honestly, he should have seen it coming. He’d been the Other Bloom his entire life, it just made sense that two beams of light might intersect and leave him lost in the shadows they cast. When they got engaged only a year later, it crushed him. Even as he realized that he’d never felt an ounce of the passion for their relationship that he had for his job. It was only that that kept him afloat, throwing himself into his work in a full tilt. 

Until that was taken from him too. His friend had seen the potential for SideQuest, and with the work on it mostly done, Murph was strong-armed into parting ways with the company. He had no financial stake in the company and iron clad contracts stated in fine print they had the right to claim his work for their own. Technically, they didn’t owe him anything. But they were ‘gracious’ enough to cut him a very sizable check. One that could have meant he’d never have to work again. 

He felt defeated. And when he met a beautiful woman in a bar, he was wary, guarded now in ways he’d never been before. He was uninterested in putting himself out there to be ruined again. But she was persistent, and in the end, he was weak. She made him realize that he’d been wrong to think that anything he’d ever had before could have held a candle to love. Real love. She fit seamlessly into his life, breathing color back into his world. He allowed himself to be swept away in her current. They married, even beating his brother down the aisle, and for five years, they were happy.

And then, he learned the truth. It was hard to believe she might have invested five years of her life just to take half of everything he owned, but it was impossible to ignore the proof. And it made sense, in the end. 

Because he was Murph. And anything that could go wrong, would. 

Anything that could go wrong, did.

[jessehart]

ogden halloween '23

tbf, it's probably just a purple blow-up sumo suit that he's wearing with a morphsuit on underneath. and lbr, not long into the night, he ditched the sumo suit and just walked around in the morphsuit.

[brightbeautifulthings]

'I'm afraid she's never once attacked a situation with a scalpel that she could go at with a hatchet.'

— Jennifer Lynn Barnes, Deadly Little Scandals

[windsornate]

(nicholas galitzine, cismale, he/him.) Welcome back to The Gates’ Community Center, NATHANIEL “NATE” WINDSOR! Or should we say THE CATACLYSMIC? As a resident of BAYVIEW ESTATES for THREE MONTHS, we are sure you need no introduction. However, we’d like to confirm some information for our community directory. You are TWENTY-FIVE years old, correct? And an UNEMPLOYED LOSER at NOWHERE? Wonderful! We are so pleased to have someone who is CHARISMATIC, RESILIENT, and STEADFAST within our community. Of course, we’ve also heard that you can be VOLATILE, SHORT TEMPERED, and STUBBORN… but you can’t believe everything you hear, right? Anyone who reminds people of NOTES OF CITRUS AND LEATHER, THE CHARGE IN THE AIR BEFORE A STORM, A MOTORCYCLE FLYING DOWN A DEAD END ROAD is welcome in The Gates.

BASICS

Name: Nate Windsor

Species: Vampire

Birth Date: August 18

Zodiac: Leo

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Single

Hometown: San Diego, California

HISTORY

Nate was born into privilege. His father inherited an energy empire from his father that had created a near-monopoly in the Southern California area.

From a young age, Nate showed promise in sports— namely football, so that was what his parents encouraged him to follow. He was happy to listen because he was good.

There wasn't much that Nate would have complained about, really. His parents were busy but they were supportive. He had everything he could have ever wanted for at the tips of his fingers, all he had to do was ask. He was popular in school, and anyone who knew anything about football could see that he was going places. The lavishing of praise did create something of an ego monster, but he was only human after all

To no one's surprise, Nate was spoiled for choice when it came to colleges. He wound up at University of Oregon playing for the Ducks, a full ride he didn't need, but took, anyway.

After three years of college, he was eligible to be drafted for the NFL, where he was immediately snatched up by the San Diego Chargers. He had a hell of a rookie year, making a name for himself for his skills and his looks. Both of which he leaned into, because of course.

Along the way, he reconnected with an old friend from school which quickly grew into a relationship. He loved her. Really, he did. But with his rapid ascent into fame, temptation was... well. Tempting.

Nate carried on a secret relationship with @margaretdaisylloyd. First, under a glamour. But even after that went away, their dalliances didn't.

On the night his blessed life was cut tragically short, Margaret saved him. Thinking he'd be thankful when he awoke to realize what he was now, she was blindsided by his anger. He was overwhelmed by new senses, new cravings, and, for all intents and purposes, a new body, and he did not handle the change well.

Vowing to make her pay for what she'd done, Nate fled his life before he could watch the people he loved mourn him, switching off the part of himself that felt guilt and humanity and ripping his way through city after city. He gave into the monster inside of him, his grief and anger coalescing into a walking nightmare

Eventually, after several years of that, guilt began to catch up to him. He was still angry, still blamed Margaret for everything that had gone wrong in his life, but this time, he decided to make himself a problem a little closer to home. And since he didn't have one of those anymore, he figured what better place to set down some roots than on her own turf?

His new goal is to cause as much chaos as he can, push as many boundaries as he can find, until she feels as miserable as he does

And maybe there's still just a boy desperate for love and admiration trapped inside there. That part, at least, remains to be seen

HEADCANONS

TBA

CONNECTIONS

Margaret - Nate's sire and ex lover. They are currently posing as siblings (twins!) while Nate does his best to make her regret turning him

Ginny - she made him his first daylight ring and now the two are working together to try and find a cure for vampirism

Sabrina - she knew Nate's fiancé back in the day and would recognize him from his previous life if she ever saw him. And if she ever does recognize him? Well, he'll just gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss his way into making her believe she is mistaken

Parker - being a human and therefore completely useless to him outside of anything more than a quick meal, Parker never landed on his list of people to watch. Until she decided to consider him a suspect in Cathy's murder. Now, he just thinks it would be fun to toy with her since she doesn't know about the existence of the supernatural. That quick movement out of the corner of your eye? That movement you could just swear you saw in the shadows? Well, that might have been one Nate Windsor.

[first-son-of-finwe]

"Feanor would hate AI" my brother in eru, this elf is specifically known for doing rapid technological advancement without pausing to think whether or not it's a good idea. If he didn't invent AI, you bet he'd be all over it

[sashaishere14]

drew a fucking a fuckign goat

he almost got shot once by Kromer™️ (yes, the one who grips) in laser tag with a Real Ass Gun

you should join a roleplay server i recommend ! (it is not a crossover server btw things just Happen)

[aloneintheafterglow]

domestic!jonah (requested by literally no one?? :))

[wanderingarcherviola]

"I just wanna be held.. I wanna be loved, and cared for, and safe. Is that really too much to ask in this world?"

"I'm tired, all I want is a warm hug and what other folks get and take for granted."

[dragontamer05]

💕 - Kisara & Seto @frogsonalotusleaf (for fun)

79%

Dr. Love thinks that a relationship between Kisara Amarella and Seto Kaiba has a very good chance of being successful, but this doesn't mean that you don't have to work on the relationship. Remember that every relationship needs spending time together, talking with each other etc.

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46%

The chance of a relationship working out between Kisara and Seto is not very big, but a relationship is very well possible, if the two of you really want it to, and are prepared to make some sacrifices for it. You'll have to spend a lot of quality time together. You must be aware of the fact that this relationship might not work out at all, no matter how much time you invest in it.

@frogsonalotusleaf

[I mean you know what both are fair enough]