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Kaledo Art
occasionally subtle
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will byers stan first human second

blake kathryn

JVL
Three Goblin Art
art blog(derogatory)
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

ellievsbear
Claire Keane
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Misplaced Lens Cap

pixel skylines

#extradirty
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Not today Justin
Cosimo Galluzzi

oozey mess
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@unfairsituation
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CHARACTER AESTHETICS
BOLD what applies to your muse / repost, don’t reblog
THE FAIRY: chipped nail polish. glitter highlight. tall trees with smooth bark. tangled hair. the taste of cinnamon sugar. talking too loud and too fast. overgrown flowers in your hair. crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature. flirting. walking home at three am with no coat. platonic hand holding. blowing smoke out of your nose. dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles. fairy rings. secret meetings. gender nonconformity. leather. smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.
THE REAPER: computer errors. a shiver down your spine. haunting beauty. hard liquor. crowns of thorns. shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter. shattered mirrors and broken glass. corrupted memories. stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies. walking your friends home. the crescent moon. the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day. cold rings on cold fingers. absolution. looking out of the window of an airplane. soft kisses.
THE WITCH: graffiti. pretending to know what you’re doing. worn paperback books. growing up too fast. parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. lace and combat boots. moth wings. candles on every surface. a weathered deck of cards. turning the music up. fireflies in jars. calloused fingers. drawing on your skin. sunlight filtering through clouds. petrichor. a dying rose in a jar. wearing a crystal pendant. illusions of spells. black cats. mint gum. chapped lips. dirt under your fingernails. the cycle of life and death.
THE WOLF: murders of crows. frostbitten leaves. wolves howling at midnight. knocking on your door. leaving food out for stray animals. the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey. tiny red buds on trees. claw marks on the walls. golden eyes. slightly too long stubble. knitted fingerless gloves. sleeping on the forest floor. always find your way back home.
tagged by: @officerianhowell tagging: whoever :p
officerianhowell:
Ian shrugs one broad shoulder, one corner of his mouth quirking up in a mocking grin, “You asked me to tell you why we were spending so much time together. Whether you wanna believe it, well, that’s up to you.” He wasn’t gonna confirm or deny anything.
“God, I hate you.” She didn’t, actually. But she hated when he got all vague like this. “I swear to god, if you guys are planning something and I hear about it from someone else, both of you are done for.” Macy held her pointer finger out towards him for emphasis. “And I mean it.”
@unfairsituation liked the thing for a thing ~
“You really want me to tell you why I’ve been spending so much time with your best friend lately? Alright, I’ll tell you: We’re both secretly werewolves.”
“...No.” She laughed at first. But... the look on his face. “...No! Are you--? Ian, you can’t be serious. You and Harleen? Werewolves? Do you seriously expect me to believe that?”
𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻
repost, don’t reblog !
𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬 !
FULL NAME. Macy Reynolds NICKNAME. Stella (Maniax verse) GENDER. Female HEIGHT. 5′6″ AGE. between 18 - 21 ZODIAC. Pisces SPOKEN LANGUAGES. English
𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 !
HAIR COLOR. Black / Dark brown EYE COLOR. Brown SKIN TONE. Pale BODY TYPE. Slim ACCENT. Slight New York accent VOICE. VERY sing-songy DOMINANT HAND. Right POSTURE. Tends not to slouch, but otherwise rather casual. SCARS. None. TATTOOS. None. BIRTHMARKS. None. MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). Her smile, probably?
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !
PLACE OF BIRTH. Metropolis Hospital HOMETOWN. Metropolis BIRTH WEIGHT. ??? BIRTH HEIGHT. ??? MANNER OF BIRTH. Natural. FIRST WORDS. “Paper” and “coven” (although she was trying to say “cousin”) SIBLINGS. None. PARENTS. Steven and Elaina Reynolds. PARENTAL INVOLVEMENT. She doesn’t spend a LOT of time with her parents, but they’re still around.
𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !
OCCUPATION. She works at a record store! CURRENT RESIDENCE. A fairly decent apartment in Gotham, with her parents. CLOSE FRIENDS. Harleen (of course), and I guess her cousin Ian counts too. RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single pringle. FINANCIAL STATUS. Dependent on her parents, but she’s saving up. DRIVER’S LICENSE. She has one, but she usually just walks most places. Unless it’s dark. CRIMINAL RECORD. Nope. VICES. She lies. A lot. Although it’s usually to save Harleen’s ass, lol
𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Straight? ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. Straight? PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch LIBIDO. Fairly low. TURN ON’S. Not a clue. TURN OFF’S. Shrugs? LOVE LANGUAGE. She tends to gently bully the people she cares about. If she doesn’t dish out mild roasts or slug ya in the shoulder at least once when she sees you, she doesn’t like you bro. RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. Shrugs?????
𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !
CHARACTER’S THEME SONG. --- HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. Sketching, dancing, theater. MENTAL ILLNESSES. None. PHYSICAL ILLNESSES. None. LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. It’s pretty even, but she leans a bit more to the right. PHOBIAS. None? SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. Pretty high. VULNERABILITIES. Her family, and Harleen.
Tagged By: swiper no swiping Tagging: all y’all
I tried to edit Other Friends so it’s just the parts where Spinel is singing
ianhowellgcpd:
What happened? Ian thought for a moment, flashes of the dream he’d been having moving through his mind – Flash: Macy, hair wild, in an Arkham straitjacket as they wheeled her off down the cold stone halls to a padded cell. Flash: Macy, covered in blood and holding hands with none other than Jerome Valeska. Flash: Macy, a knife shoved deep into her neck as Jerome stood over her, laughing and laughing as Ian tried in vain to stop the blood…
“…Nothing. Forget I said anything.” He didn’t really think that would work with Macy, but how could he tell her about that? “Just…promise me you’re not gonna start going out with any maniacs anytime soon, alright? For my peace of mind.”
“I’m not gonna just forget you said anything, Ian.” She let out a huff in frustration, although she really was trying not to be. “If it’s bothering you, then talk about it, right? Isn’t that a thing people do?”
Her lips curled into a slight sneer at the idea. A maniac? Really? There was no way she was gonna turn around and run off with some psychopath. Not when she’s got everything she needs right here, let alone a police officer for a cousin. “If I promise that I won’t, would you talk to me? Please?”
“I had a nightmare last night. It was about you and–”
“Well. The rest doesn’t matter.”
“Geez, cuz, that sucks--” Macy cut herself off as soon as she heard it was about her.
“Wait. Ian, you can’t just say that and expect me not to care. Okay? You’re my cousin and I care. ...What happened?”
ianhowellgcpd:
shedontgetnormal:
“NOBODY collect me, I am being PERFECTLY REASONABLE in defending my crunchy throat snacks!”
“Oh god it’s worse than we feared. Someone call a doctor! Preferably not an Arkham doctor, they tend to make this sort of thing worse!”
“...the fuck?”
“Ian, aren’t you a doctor?”
Send “Do you have a crush on...?” and a name and my muse will admit whether they like that person or not!
“How about we all stop trying to date my cousin before something batshit crazy happens.”
ianhowellgcpd:
“This is your punishment for the canoodle thing.”
“I DIDN’T EVEN--”
ianhowellgcpd:
“O-kay, but just remember you asked for it.” He hands over a jar to the young girl in front of him. Inside is a vast quantity of letter stickers. They are all the letter B. “There’s your B’s. Woulda been real ones but we’re trying to save ‘em, y’know.”
She’s just gonna... take a moment, look at the jar, and back up at her cousin. “...Ian, what the fuck?”
“Welcome to Applebee’s, where we just have one question.”
“Do you want the apples or the bees?”
“...Bees?”
ianhowellgcpd:
shedontgetnormal:
“Macy.”
@unfairsituation
“............Harleen, what the fuck?”
Send “ ✏“ plus a scenario you’ve always wanted to rp with our muses and I’ll tell you whether or not I’m interested!
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THE GUY WHO DIDN’T LIKE MUSICALS —— SENTENCE STARTERS.
“I mean, what the fuck?”
“Should we kill him/her?”
“What an ass!”
“What a bitch!”
“What a cock!”
“Did you hear the word?”
“Who’s a-comin’?”
“Where the fuck is he/she?”
“You piece of shit!”
“It might be fun!”
“Don’t you think I’m tired too?”
“I just want my daughter/son back.”
“You wanna tag along?”
“Did you do that to be nice or did you do it to be an asshole?”
“What the fuck was that?”
“Have you noticed anything strange?”
“What do you want, _____?”
“I’ve waited so long to tell somebody else.”
“You’re my muse, my source of light.”
“Everything’s fine, I promise.”
“I just wanted to tell you something.”
“Are you frightened?!”
“Just talk to me.”
“What the fuck is this shit?!”
“It’s for your own good!”
“I need a doctor!”
“Will you ever forgive me?”
“You’ll be alright, just hold on!”
“Why did I come back here?”
“I’m sorry, I know you’re scared.“
“Everything’s gonna be okay.”
“You are such a fucking creep, you know that?”
“This is not your fault.”
“It’s all your fault.”
“Why does it hurt to love you?”
“You let me down again.”
“You’re finally awake.”
“What are you doing?”
“We must say our goodbyes.”
“Oh, god, no.”
“Don’t do it, don’t fucking do it!”
“I’m ashamed of how I acted earlier.”
“You can’t run.”
“We made it!”
“That’s a lot of blood…”
“It doesn’t matter what I want.”
“What was that?”
“I’ve never been happy.”
“Wouldn’t that be nice?”
“Is my integrity worth anything at all?”
“Am I crazy?”
“You made it! We made it!”
“_____, I’m sorry you lost your way.”
“It’s inevitable for us.”
“Don’t you want to see me happy?”
“Excuse me, can someone help me, please?!”
“Can I use your phone?”