#merwyn-muses

[maaskuline]

🕯with marco if ya wanna! - @merwyn-muses

Heh, she seems like she's got a good head on her shoulders! And ya know I always dig a lady who knows what's what—

—Wait, she's datin' that goth boy? What?! Dracula?! The one who shrieked at me when I threw a bit o' trash into the ocean? Jeez, what does she see in that guy? Nahhh, nah, it ain't goin' down like that. I know—I'll get back at him by gettin' with his girl! Yeah, that'll show him. Oooh, pretty post-lady, you ain't ready for the wave o' Johnny Bravo charm that's about to hit 'cha!

[strebcr-a]

Put 👁👄👁 in the replies and I'll tell you the stupidest headcanon I have for you muse :^)

@merwyn-muses Marco DOES know what homestuck is however it wasn't by choice 😔 nothing she learned about homestuck has been.

[fcrgottn]

@deliveringspookzandtreatz

forgot to post this yesterday

[muses0fgracie]

@merwyn-muses sent: 📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s) 🎁 — what have you accomplished in the rpc that you’re proud of? - @merwyn-muses !!

Munday asks | Accepting!

📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)

// Hazbin Hotel, as of right now!

🎁 — what have you accomplished in the rpc that you’re proud of?

// Eeeeeeh.... nothing I can explicitly think of? But I did start a few crack dash shenanigans that I'm pretty proud of over the years. Although some have been lost to time, unfortunately....

[hivemnd]

starter call. | @merwyn-muses

Even with the heavy weight of chains digging into his shoulders, his every move made what would’ve been a struggle to any normal person, the wild infected was no less eager to come across some poor untainted soul. The sound of metal clashing against itself acted as a warning with every step, a sign to keep distance, for Pico wasn’t one to hold back.

Alas, some ( vaguely familiar ) lost figure was spotted roaming across the road, a fair distance away down the street, and the target was locked onto within seconds. Sounds of clashing metal grew louder, faster, and maniacal laughter joined it, as the infected Pico sprinted towards his prey, shaking claws gripping damaged firearms and wild eyes ablaze with bloodlust.

[theoldsecretkeeper]

I can't help but feel like I am cursed

With every step I take is in reverse.

Credits

🌌 | 👁 | 💧

✋️ | X | ✋️

💧 | 👁 | 🌌

[merwynpersonalhub]

I feel so weird having to explain that yes i rp as lu.igi and yes i am actually lui.gi from another life. No the lui.gi i rp isnt exactly me bc GOD IF IT WAS IT BE VERY CANON DIVERGENT AND VERRRY FUCKED. And veryyy uncomfortable topics + how i died was very bad.

Like. The rp lu.igi i do has the transness from my canon, and isnt crushing on daisy and sees her as a big friendo but thats it. Everything else os very diff

[ultimachaos]

She sits down but leaning in, almost infront of Poe's face trying to get a look. Privacy? Yeah no, she doesn't do that here - she doesn't know what that is at this point. "Sooo, whatcha reading?~"

She would asked turning to look at the other. "Something boring I bet."

Ear twitching hearing the voice, looking over the bat smiles just giggling. "Hey wassup, oh yeah me!" Rabie joked unlatching herself from the ceiling landing next to the other.

(GODdamn rude smh)

[strebcr]

"Giveeee the maillady apple turnover or die" - totally not marco from @merwyn-bag-of-muse

"Don't worry I got you your apple turnover and that orange cream shake! Sorry they misspelled your name on the bag again."

How the actual fuck do you get Mork from the name Marco? Also Mork isn't even a name! Oh well, Streber wasn't gonna question it. Sterber just handed her the bag and shake!

[youreourdoublestars]

Simple promo time! Hi mun Starlow/Merwyn here! 19 year old, nearly 1 year of tumblr experience, pretty chill mun

Do you like luigi from the mario rpgs? Do you like lumas or ocs in general? You like silly shenanigans?

WELL WELCOME TO YOUREOURDOUBLESTARS! ☆○.☆°

A duel muse with Luigi (based off of the mario rpgs mostly) and his adopted sister Lumi the luma! (i have not beat brothership yet so please don't spoil anything!)

18+ only due to me having a dark verse, panic attacks, and stuff like that! Leave a like ♡ or a reblog ☆ and ill check you out! Check pinned for info!

[fcrgottn]

♚♚

- from @deliveringcandypizza

Send me a ♚ if you like my writing

thanks ! :3

[timeclipsed]

💻 — how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!

MUNDAY  ASKS ! (status — accepting!)

💻 — how many friends have you made in the rpc? feel free to tag a few of them!

Well, if my last ask is anything to go by, I think I've made quite a few friends! I'll spare everyone who was already tagged the grief of being pinged again and try to name a few others!

@vandalizedheart @ultimachaos @phntasmgoria @pomniegranate @cxactin @merwyn-muses @system0n

These guys are lovely too! Always have a good time when I talk to or write with them <3

[pumpkinhcad]

@merwyn-muses || Starter.

February 14th. Every year, that day had the same strange feeling to it, and Pump could never put a finger as to why.

The town had been painted red for such a day. Every shop with a window or a showcase was bloodily-stained in the form of paper and glittery heart shapes stuck to the glass, and the culprit was always some flying, fat baby with a bow and arrow in his hands. Entrances and storefronts alike would be given a spark of shiny crimson with the help of (Christmas? He believed those were Christmas) lights. And the local flower shop, especially, would change from colorful and green to red and pink all around, turning its part of the street into a crime scene straight out a spooky movie.

But, get this, it was NOT Spooky Month! People were not going out in spooky costumes, neither were going to see spooky movies at the local theater. During that season they always had icky, sappy titles like "Together At Last" or "Just the Two of Us" instead, which always caused him to stick his tongue out and rolls his eyes with slight contempt.

As he was by himself that day, such a walk around town had left him with the same exact questions he had every year... (And he knew who could clear up his doubts!)

Which was exactly why his little journey had taken him to the doors of the Candy Club that afternoon. The building looked almost the same as always, pink and blue, and very welcoming... that is, except for the very unwelcomed presence of red hearts and those dumb, fat, flying babies all over the windows.

In his mind, if the candy shop had not been spared either, then nothing was sacred that day. As if things could not get any more dire already!

The silence was broken when the automatic doors let him into the store, his dressing shoes click-clacking aaaaaaall the way to the glass counter in the back. The place seemed to be missing a lot of candy and chocolates as well, but that concern was not at the top of his list (yet).

Just as he was hoping... ❝ Hiiiiiiiii, Kevin! ❞ ...he was at work that day!

[hxroic-wxlls-fxrever]

“ Not-a that much, honestly! It was only 9 digits. “

He only had to work 15 side jobs for five years to afford it! Not that bad, at all!

Hands you a chocolate…

castle.

[thcbcys]

😁 — what’s your favorite part about being part of the rpc?

🎧 — do you write while listening to music/podcasts/videos/etc, or do you need total silence?

- @merwyn-muses

MUNDAY  ASKS ! || Accepting @merwyn-muses

Answered right here!!

[theoldsecretkeeper]

“Do I really look like I can't hurt a fly? If so im offended.”