#muse descriptions

[melancholicmoonlight]

Muse list:

Jameson “Jamie” Westing:

Gay, transman, he/him. 44 y/o. Werewolf(turned). British.

A deeply traumatized and paranoid man with a heart of gold.

He is highly anxious at times and tends to worry what others think of him, but he is generally kind to most, if not all, people. He can be very stubborn and reckless sometimes, which might lead to trouble depending on if he’s persuaded to not do whatever incredibly stupid thing he’s thinking of doing.

He enjoys gardening and writing, and just chilling out at home or outside alone, and he prefers being left out of any crazy situations.

Has “need for revenge” problems sometimes, but it’s OK. He’s normal.

It is highly recommended to avoid being near him on full moons.

He is currently living with his friend, @/the-drunken-undead's Reaper.

Works at a small antique store.

Cas’ boyfriend.

Jamie is mute and will use either sign, TTS, or write. "His dialogue looks like this".

Status: Available

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Cassidy “Cas” Martin:

Bi, transmasc, he/him. 46 y/o. Werewolf(born into it). Southern, American.

A confident and easygoing man, Cas is eager to make friends, or at the very least acquaintances, with most people he meets. He tends to be pretty level-headed and knows that things need to be thought through before acting on it, if possible.

Despite being very sociable, he does enjoy being alone, and sometimes gets drained after spending time with others. He likes fishing, drawing, and exploring wooded areas and abandoned places.

He had head trauma some years ago that affected his sense of smell, causing it to be worse than the average (human)person’s.

Unlike Jamie, he is not typically violent when turned, and tends to just sleep or roam around.

Cassidy lives in a small house in town and works as a mechanic at an auto shop.

Jamie’s boyfriend.

“His dialogue looks like this.”

Status: Available

~

Killian Hayes:

Ace lesbian. trans butch. She/her. 34 y/o. Human. American, southern.

A once normal person with a very long history of loss, Killian decided to give up on life. But one day she came face-to-face with an angel who promised that she’d take her pain away. Unfortunately, this was not the case and now she’s stuck with them.

Killian tends to be rather guarded and quiet, sometimes coming across as rude, but she isn’t a mean person. Any “toughness” she has acts more as a shield. She likes dogs and cats. Her favorite bands are Opeth and Mastodon. She loves paella, her truck, and long walks on the beach.

Lives in a cabin in the woods with Sirius. Works as a butcher at a grocery store.

“Her dialogue looks like this”.

Status: Available

~

Sirius:

Lesbian. She/her or they/them. Non-binary woman. Uses fem labels(miss/lady/etc.) 26. Angel.

Awkward. Very overly-cautious of strangers and any kindness shown from them and may come across as cold, but once she gets to know someone, she becomes very sweet. She loves people(that she knows) and craves comfort. Loves animals. Is a sweetie

Killian’s roommate

"Their dialogue looks like this".

Status: Available

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muse appearance descriptions:

Jamie -

Body: 6'0ft tall, heavyset. round features.

Skin: rosy, moles, covered in sunspots, many scars, wrinkles.

Hair: Dark brown with gray streaks, wavy at the ends, past his shoulders. Facial hair: Mustache and some beard stubble.

Eye: Brown, downturned, dark circles. Has tapetum lucidum- the thing most animals(in his case, canines) have where their eyes “glow” and reflect light.

Usual clothes: Pants, plain shirt under a green flannel shirt, brown boots, a small gold necklace with a little gold charm, a watch, a few small gold rings on his fingers. Typically wears a brown jacket with soft lining when outside.

Misc: Missing an eye and a hand. Double lobe piercings on one ear, single on the other. Broken/crooked nose. Fangs. Gap between top front two teeth. Constantly looks sad or vaguely worried. Large claw scar across his face. Sometimes Cassidy paints his nails for him.

When turned: Large kind of fluffy wolf-monster with dark brown fur, gray around his muzzle. Mane of hair/fur that typically hangs in his face, which trails down his back to a short tail. Black claws. One upper pair of fangs poke out of his mouth a bit. Missing hand and eye and all his scars are the same as when he’s not turned.

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Cassidy -

Body: 5’11ft, heavyset. Square features.

Skin: Warm-toned brown. Wrinkles. A few scars here and there, most noticeable being a small cut on his forehead over his eyebrow and a burn on his hand that snakes up the side of his arm, reaching his elbow. Some tattoos of vines and lilies on his right arm/shoulder that trail toward his collar.

Hair: Black with some gray speckled throughout. Typically wears his hair in boxbraids that reach his shoulders, which he tends to have tied up. Facial hair: Stubble.

Eyes: Dark brown, almond. Has tapeum lucidum.

Usual clothes: jeans, shirt, denim jacket, work boots. A ring or two on his right hand, and a watch.

Misc: pierced ears, nose piercing- hoop, jewelry is gold. Canines are slightly sharper than normal, but not too noticeable unless you’re really looking. He has some small “metal things” along his spine and some scars around that area as well from him trying to claw at them. Sometimes he paints his nails.

When turned: Large wolf-monster with short black and brown curly fur, and gray around his muzzle. Short mane of hair/fur with his braids, doesn’t cover his face. Long-ish tail. Black claws. Scars and the bits of metal are the same as when he isn’t turned.

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Killian -

Body: 5'8ft tall, stocky. Round features.

Skin: Deep tan/olive, wrinkles. A small scar on her upper lip. Covered in dark, intricate tattoos from the neck down, an X tattooed under her left eye, a dagger beside her ear. All tattoos are black.

Hair: dyed dark red, shaved.

Eyes: black. upturned, dark circles.

Usual clothes: all black. Tanktop, jeans, belt, leather combat boots. Usually has on a very well-loved leather jacket with some metal band/miscellaneous patches sewn on and random pins attached when outside. Sometimes wears a little beaded bracelet with a star charm on it, and a plain watch.

Misc: Ears are heavily pierced, and lobes stretched to ~2inches. Septum, jestrum, 3 lip rings, right eyebrow. Wears glasses.

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Sirius -

Body: 5’2ft. Thin-ish/curvy. Square-ish soft features.

Skin: cool-dark brown. Freckles

Hair: really dark purple-black. Past shoulders. Tight curls.

Eyes: Large, deep-set. A dark, cool-toned red. Slit pupils. Bags under her eyes

Usual clothes: a lavender lace corset-top, jeans, heeled boots, plain white velvet choker. Sometimes wears a little fluffy coat. Wears light makeup

Misc: Very short claw-like nails, painted purple. Small fangs. Ears have a few small piercings, and she has a nose piercing that’s shaped like a small heart. She has a large scar covering most of her back.

~

[10yrratiolover]

guys I'm so happy

[salvadorbonaparte]

German political candidate claims Hitler was "not a Nazi but a communist" in a conversation with Elon Musk was not on my bingo card

[rin-rin-kururin]

"sifloop is like making a full circle on mood swings, like a perpetual motion machine fueled by self-love and self-hate."

-my friend apparently

[cat-dragron-arts]

Something possessed me and uh now I have and intense need for competitive pair skating content with these two duos specifically. Really messy coloring style for me but I kinda dig it. Here's also the first sketches I did of this concept with Shadow that further cemented this idea in my head.

You're welcome to tag this as ship even if I don't tag it as such, I don't care! Have fun!!

[apollos-boyfriend]

did you know that if youre afraid of slenderman you should imagine him as calamari

source: https://www.wikihow.com/Get-over-Your-Fear-of-Slenderman

oh BOY could i

[age-of-moonknight]

“Reborn,” Moon Knight: Fist of Khonshu (Vol. 2/2024), #2.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Alessandro Cappuccio; Colorist: Rachelle Rosenberg; Letterer: Cory Petit

[my-t4t-romance]

[quinloki]

A bit of writing advice

PLEASE NOTE: Any writing advice is meant to be mixed in with other writing advice. You don’t want to use a singular piece advice without mixing in with other bits.

Want to describe something without stating it, but aren’t sure how to go about it - think of it as an illness, like a cold, and describe the symptoms.

Example: She was angry.

Vs.

The slow, deep breath she inhaled brought her shoulders up. Her eyes were closed as the heavy breath escaped from her nose with practiced control. The attempt to ease the building tension wasn’t successful, brows creasing as she opens her eyes and levels a pointed look at the buffon still rambling in front of her desk. White knuckles on her dominate hand threaten to snap the expensive pen curled against her palm.

In the above example, the “illness” is anger. The anger makes her body stiff, creases her brows, and you also explain more about the character too - she’s angry and she gets angry enough she’s got tools for trying to deal with it. Maybe the job requires it, or it’s a matter of personal pride.

You can almost see how she’s imagining stabbing the buffon with her pen even though it’s not mentioned.

Now, on the flip side, there is impact in stating something directly, as long as you aren’t doing it all the time.

In this case the “buffon” is the illness, instead of naming him we’re going to describe the symptoms - and when we do we can cut to the quick of her emotional state.

Everything about him galled. His suit was poorly tailored, speed over quality, and the shoes were sloppily shined. For all his quacking about money and good blood, he was either too obtuse to know when he was being swindled, or too self-absorbed to give proper attention to anything but his own pallid reflection. Considering how little concern he was giving her, she assumed it was a matter of being too self-absorbed.

She was angry.

(You can even add on the symptoms of her anger after this to lend more weight, but keep being direct.)

She wasn’t minding her expression, the deep breathing was not subtle, and she could hear the pen creaking in her hand - but he seemed oblivious to it all.

And in that way we dig into her being Livid, really, more than simply angry.

The lesson, separate a bit from the advice itself, is to mix it up when you’re writing. Sometimes you want to Describe, and sometimes you just want to State, and if you do just one all the time it’ll get exhausting.

Too much description and your eyes are cross and your brain’s mushy and you’re losing the plot because you’re trapped in the intricate 1620’s lace stitch pattern of the doily under the gold-trimmed hand painted porcelain charger that was on a white-gold trimmed —

😵‍💫

Too little and it’s like reading an instruction manual and not a drama, and then all the drama is in the commentary wondering if the bear that chased us was grizzly or just grizzled. [exit stage left, pursued by a bear.]

[chenswire]

busy month...

[sainteclectic]

this isn't intended to be a judgment on anyone in particular, but I'm surprised on how few people in the cccc fandom write image descriptions for their art considering the existence of a character who would realistically need to use them {whether you interpret heart as low vision or light sensitive or fully blind} it's just kind of ironic how the characters in the media couldn't even access the content made for it

anyways, if you have the ability to write image descriptions for your work, I highly recommend doing it! it's pretty easy once you get the hang of it :-)

[grandepretresse]

⋆🎧✮ continued from here ✮🎧⋆

Klavier was definitely not prepared for the sight that greeted him when he opened the door. He barely recognizes Apollo from afar, and despite his exhaustion, Klavier still runs the short distance between the door and Apollo’s bedside. His mind isn’t working with him because instead of pulling a chair like a normal person, Klavier wastes no time falling on his knees so he can be somewhat level with Apollo, his eyes darting between different bandaged spots on his upper body as if he’s mapping Apollo, checking for injuries, as if he were a doctor, a nurse, as if he could do something.

But Klavier couldn’t, the extent of his help was his presence. (Was it even welcome?) Apollo speaks, it’s faint, but Klavier hears him well enough. (Why did he sound surprised?) “Ach, please don’t tire yourself, you must be exhausted.” Even he knew it was the understatement of the century. Someone in Apollo’s state couldn’t just be exhausted. The blood seeping through his bandages, it makes Klavier’s face pale. He looks around for a nurse, but the room is empty save for those two. He can hear the beeping of the monitor tracking Apollo’s vitals, steady. That was a good sign, at least. “Are you in pain?” He asks, and instantly feels stupid for saying it out loud. How could he not be in pain? Still, it was the only thing he thought to ask him, to bridge the gap between them. Maybe he should have reminded Apollo that he was his emergency contact, in case the explosion had somehow messed with his memories, but… he had called his name, hadn’t he?

@surging-eyes-seeing-au

[land-of-classpects-and-analysis]

Howdy, y'all! Here's a progress report (with the key under the cut)! Super excited for this next batch!

[spilled-ink-withers-roses]

I do not enjoy where this investigation has been taking me so far.

[puzzledmemories]

((ended up doing blog maintenance earlier than planned. i will get on responding to dms! i've just been, uh, doing some thinking.))

((i've decided to add yuma and nasch on as permanent muses! they have been taken off the test muse page and are in the process of being moved to the permanent muse page; their descriptions are a WIP right now.))

((after a lot of thought, i decided to make judai a test muse! my muse for him is usually strong enough, so he is open for interaction and asks. i know it's been a few weeks since my queue threw any rp memes on my blog... so, uh, feel free to dig through some older ones, or just ask him questions! responses may take a bit as i'm catching up, but i am accepting asks for him.))

((it's so ingrained in me that my face claim has to be a character i'm not rping though. so it took me a bit, but i sat down and made all new icons for the new faceclaim. i had a couple of choices i was between, but a random choice generator locked me into, of course, the option that required me to make the new icons.))

((and of course it picked one of the characters i'm most obsessed with right now. considering sevens and go rush have a smaller fanbase, i don't expect anyone would want to rp with him, which is why he's a faceclaim and not a test muse, so...))

((it's very late, so i intend to fall asleep very shortly. but i'm excited to bring yuga ohdo onto this blog even in just this small way.))

((I'M GONNA TRY TO RESPOND TO DMS TOMORROW I PROMISE. i got very fixated on making new faceclaim icons and coming up with new tags for nasch and yuma. thanks everyone for being patient!))

[hey-that-hurt]

Another contract au thing

At first when Beetlejuice is allowed back into the house, the Maitlands avoid Beetlejuice. Charles backs them up and orders Beetlejuice to stay out of the attic. Eventually they start willingly spending time around him, communicating that they won’t order him around, but they expect him to respect their boundaries. After a bit they even revoke Charles’ order and let him come into the attic, though they expect him to ask permission.

The Maitlands are the safest people in the house for Beetlejuice to be around. They don’t give him orders, and will revoke orders upon request if they don’t think they’re going to step on anyone’s toes by doing so.

Beetlejuice does his best to comply for a while, but eventually the stress of his whole situation starts to wear on him and he starts to feel irritated about the Maitlands, too.

The Maitlands, he thinks, want to avoid the guilt of ordering him around directly while still reaping the benefits. What’s the difference between their requests and everyone else’s orders if he has to obey them all the same?

Angry about their hypocrisy (and maybe they really are being hypocritical, I’m not really sure yet. At the very least they’re complicit), he reverts to his behavior from the musical and then some. He goes out of his way to harass them and make them uncomfortable, giving them as little peace as he possibly can. When they ask him to stop, he tells them to make him.

Eventually Barbara has had enough and does, finally, order him to stop harassing them, and tells him to stay out of the attic for a while so they can have some space.

Finally, Beetlejuice is satisfied. Once again, he got the perfect Maitlands to snap.

He goes to the roof and feels sick, gnashes his teeth and curls into a ball and wants to claw at his skin, but he doesn’t cry. He hasn’t felt capable of crying for a long, long time.