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MCRTUARY — mun & muses 25+ // only interact if you're 21+

indie fandomless, multi-muse/verse original characters triggering content will be present. these characters run a funeral home; so proceed with caution. i am semi-selective, and mutually exclusive. penned by Mars (she/her) | PST

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝 ( guidelines & everything else ) || 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 || 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬

affiliated with @allthcpain | @handspike | @imortallis | @twicetouch

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nora: image | meme response | headcanons | pinterest board

logan: image | meme response | headcanons | pinterest board

matthew: image | meme response | headcanons | pinterest board

my edits | my gifs

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REMINDER THAT I MOVED OVER HERE

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𝐌𝐂𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌

𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 & 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒-𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎.

mun & muse(s) are 25+

please be at least 21 if you follow

triggering content will be present but also tagged

low / sporadic activity & mutuals exclusive

written by Mars (she/her 30+)

carrd (guidelines & bios)

[acecroft]

PATRICK WILSON as Brian Harper in Moonfall (2022)

[princeorm]

Patrick Wilson as Sam Ellis ZIPPER (2015) dir. Mora Stephens

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hi. i made pinterest boards for my children:

nora | logan | matthew

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(｡♥‿♥｡) 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 (｡♥‿♥｡)

↳ 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎

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me: feeling guilty about being on here without having a job even though i need one ( no one is hiring me tho ) also me: what if.....another multi-muse blog my subconscious:

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what kind of art would someone make about you?

NORA:

music

you are a breath of fresh air. you are soft and free. you disappear as quickly as you appear, and everyone wishes you had stayed around longer than you did. your voice is what makes people fall in love. everything you say is in harmonies and codes, and only the most experienced listeners can fully understand you. your presence is always enjoyed but you aren’t always given the praise you deserve; people will let you stay in the background. all you want is for someone to really listen to you.

LOGAN:

poetry

you choose your words carefully and your words will be heard. you’re smart as hell. you know it and so does everyone else and you carry yourself with a sort of confidence. you’re a bit of an artist yourself, even if unintentional. you can find beauty in mundanity but you also know when to be a realist. people fall in love with you because you are a confident mystery and they're dying to find out more. you fear that this attraction that people have to you is based purely in curiosity and nothing else.

MATTHEW:

novels

you fall in love easily and hard, and you are the image that pops into someone’s brain when they think of a love interest. you are a romantic and find yourself falling in love a hundred times a day because your imagination is wild and certainly knows how to get the best of you. you are soft and delicate and need to be handled with care, because a heartbreak would break you into a million pieces. you don’t want much else except to be loved and to love. you want to live out your wildest dreams, and the person that loves you can't help but let their imagination run wild with you.

tagged by: @4ylins

tagging: @twicetouch @missingeye @handspike @griefpains and anyone else who wants to do it. i feel like i've seen others post these, so idk who all has done it and i don't want to re-tag you if you've already done it.

[habiba-mohab]

[lunememes]

🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil

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🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

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sorry i haven't been on much. i've been busy and then when i'm not, i feel guilty for sitting around and doing nothing, when i need a job and my family kinda keeps reminding me i need a job, so it's a little sadguaoisdjglkasdg and my brain isn't in the writing mood.

so i'm trying to lock down on finding a job, and then hopefully once i do that i feel less guilty about being on tumblr lol

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like this and i'll come yell at you to plot things! <3 lovingly of course

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𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎 : mun vs. muse(s)

tagged by: @twicetouch

tagging: @imortallis @handspike @griefpains @4ppa i wish i could tag literally all of my mutuals, so if I didn't directly tag you, just know i am mentally tagging you.

[missingg0ne-deactivated20251212]

𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 &̲ 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 writing blog for 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, based on 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 comics with show influences & heavily headcanon-based. with strong 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼 & 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 influences featuring other themes such as man vs the world, survival, & finding oneself. explored by venus ⁽ she/her & 30+ ⁾. basic rp rules apply. i will not follow anyone under 21+.

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from here [ x ] @imortallis

「 ✞ 」 ░ ━━ 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 of him, and at first she thought she was just being paranoid, or looking for a distraction to bury herself in. but when he came around the second time, nora's suspicions were only fed further.

she didn't know his name yet, he had merely been the blunt nephew of a decedent. and maybe if she didn't have her abilities she would've dropped it — but whenever she had stepped near him the first time, there was a warm static that had caressed her otherwise chaotic mind. normally, she existed in a low level amount of anxiety every day, and even more so since the passing of her mother. spirits who knew that she could communicate with them always trying to overstep her boundaries she had in place to get a message through. but being near him, had he not been so outwardly abrasive in his conversation, she would've realized a lot sooner that she almost felt, calm. was he like her? did he have abilities? she wasn't quite brave enough to ask, especially not after their initial interaction.

to make a long story short — nora didn't know all of the specifics of the mystery man who kept coming to funeral services. but she knew his name, and that he worked with and for people who shouldn't be messed with.

fast forward a few months later, she found herself in a position she never could've imagined, a gun pointed directly at her.

she was just doing her job, straightening up the place when she heard the clicking sound of what she now knows was the sound of the gun being cocked. she didn't think much of it at first, but when she turns around, the voice of the assailant telling her not to move crashes onto her like a ton of bricks. her heart immediately leaping into her throat and cutting off her air supply. she couldn't think or breathe in that moment, her eyes going in and out of focus as adrenaline takes over her nervous system.

nora felt as if her soul had been plucked from within, and was now floating above everything, watching as it all unfolded. watching as her body closes it's eyes in preparation for being shot, or maybe just hoping it was all just a dream, and that when it opened it's eyes again it would all disappear.

later she'd curse herself for giving in so easily, for not attempting to fight back, for letting her mind escape so quickly, accepting a fate in which her family would not only have to bury a mother, but soon a sister and daughter as well.

it's only when she's being pushed out of the way that she retracts back into herself like a rubber band being pulled into it's breaking point. her body crumpling onto the ground as she loudly gasps for air, her lungs aching. had she stood there any longer, she might've passed out. and whether that would've benefited her or not, she wasn't sure. where had he even come from?

the danger, for now, was no longer directed at her — but it was directed at francesco, and she doesn't even have enough time to call out to him before the sound of shots being fired reverberate around the room, stabbing her directly in the chest as she watches someone she was growing to care about taking shots that were meant for her.

"NO!" the scream mixes with the continued round of shots fired, and she can hear each one meeting their target, a sound that would be forever engrained in her mind.

her eyes begin to burn with the tears that had been brimming at the edge of them for a while now, finally breaking the dam and spilling onto her cheeks. she looks desperately at cesco, expecting him to fall to the ground, for blood to be pooling beneath him, but it was just the opposite. he still stood tall, as if here were a statue built of the strongest metal. and she watches as each bullet now flattened plink to the ground one by one...

nora blinks away the tears that were blurring her vision, her mind racing. but she doesn't have time to piece a coherent thought together before the lights in the room explode as if they were struck by lightning, she briefly shields herself from falling glass, scooting back some on the ground, but her mind and body connection was still weak and what felt like a generous movement to the side was only just a couple of inches.

the room holds just enough light from the windows that she doesn't miss when cesco looks over at her, checking on her. and had the lights still been on, what she saw in his eyes might've been written off as a trick of the light — there's a gleam in them that couldn't be mistaken for anything other than a spark of electricity.

she watches in both horror and awe as electricity surges from the broken lights and into the assailant with only a swift motion of cesco's hands, but before the man falls to the ground, she looks away, and back at the man who should've been killed by the shots fired only moments ago. so much was swirling around in nora's mind, she couldn't grab a hold of a single emotion, and that feeling only intensifies as he comes down to her level.

the warmth of his hands on her face grounds her some, and she wants him to look her in the eyes, wants answers. but who knows if after this he'll even stick around — he was already guarded, and she feared that now she's witnessed this? he would run...

his voice feels loud and crass in her ears, but only because she could actually hear properly again, her heart beat no longer pounding loudly inside of them.

normally nora might've offered a chuckle at what he says, feeling accomplished that she'd gotten what she wanted. but all she wanted in that moment was for him to look her in the eyes, she wanted to make sure that she hadn't actually been shot and killed, and this was merely some sort of pre-death delusion.

her hand slowly, and shakily moves up to his shoulder, her brown eyes soft and rimmed with redness from her tears, silently asking if it was ok for her to just see if this was real, if he was really there.