#joe.l

[byzcntine]

do i want to watch sta.rgirl? because listen, i am quite the fan of joe.l mchale, and back when i some how got sucked into consuming all things gay ( despite it not even being that good of a show ), i wound up loving yvette in fakin.g it. 

[nightmarecountry-a]

5. is there a muse you really want to try? if yes: what’s stopping you?

7. describe your favorite relationship dynamic. (can be any kind, platonic, romantic, familial, antagonistic, etc.)

10. what genre do you most enjoy, whether in roleplay, or fiction as a whole? (fantasy, period, superhero, etc.)

13. what themes/motifs do you hope other people notice most about your character?

5. is there a muse you really want to try? if yes: what’s stopping you?

YEAH Leon Ken.nedy and Joe.l Mil.ler but I worry I wouldn't be able to do either of them justice. I'm not as good at video game characters in general because they're harder for me to keep a voice for - with books, tv shows, etc, it's a lot easier for me to remember the plot and skip to parts I need to revisit etc. Less so with games! I also don't really have much I'd want to explore with either of those characters tbh so. GESTURES. Sometimes I get muse for someone and I have to evaluate if I actually want to write them or if I just want to rotate them in my head.

7. describe your favorite relationship dynamic. (can be any kind, platonic, romantic, familial, antagonistic, etc.)

Done in a previous post! HOWEVER I feel like mentioning that I fucking Love writing Corinth interacting with beings of higher status than him AND with beings of lower status. Anything where I get to fuck around with hierarchy and his weird nightmare brain is Tasty.

10. what genre do you most enjoy, whether in roleplay, or fiction as a whole? (fantasy, period, superhero, etc.)

Magical realism and horror! The magical realism I'm picky with though.

13. what themes/motifs do you hope other people notice most about your character?

I think the biggest thing is just like... he's shaped like a person but he isn't one. He can present himself as a person but he isn't one. He's never going to experience things the same way humans would, even when he's doing a very convincing job of doing so...

The other thing is that he's doomed by the narrative no matter which version of himself he is, because any Corinthian is still a Corinthian. :) It's only ever a matter of time (and a happy ending would bore the shit out of me anyway).

[words-with-wren]

The candles were pretty. She stood at the edge of the fountain, staring at the flickering lights. There were thousands of them, wax sealing them in place on the edge of the fountain, climbing up the sides, some floating - held by some kind of magic.

They sparkled different colours, vibrant and bright in the deepness of the desert. She wasn’t entirely sure what they meant, but the way the people passed them by, bowing their heads and muttering softly to themselves, she expected it was something solemn. Which probably meant she should be solemn as well.

Around the edge of the fountain, in what seemed to be the most important place, there were larger candles. These ones seemed more permanent, settled on brightly coloured holders. They were all differently coloured, and all were brightly lit, flames slowly eating through the wax - many of them were nearly eaten entirely.

She sat on a bench at the edge of the square, watching the flames dance. More and more, she found herself drawn to one of the larger candles - the light blue one.

Beside it burned a green candle. She wasn’t sure if she liked that, but she didn’t know why she wouldn’t. They were just candles, right?

There was a lot she didn’t know.

The coolness of the desert night began to make a show, and she shivered slightly. The streets were emptying as the night grew deeper and she wondered if she should find a place to spend the night. But she had no money, and she didn’t know where she would go.

As the last few people vanished into their houses, she made out a hooded figure, moving quietly through the houses. He carried a small bag, slung over his shoulder and he stopped in front of the burning candles.

For a moment, he stood, head bowed as if saying a prayer. She watched him for a moment, breath held, unsure if she should say something.

Then, as she watched, he laid the bag on the ground and knelt to withdraw something from it. A candle - tall, fresh, new. She watched as he stepped forward to the fountain and softly pressed the wick of the candle to one of the burning ones, lighting the new one. The cyan candle, almost burnt to its end.

With practised ease, he blew out the almost used candle and pressed the new, already burning one onto the still wet wax, gently moulding it so the new candle would stay. Then he stepped back, bowed his head again for a moment, and moved around the circle.

She watched him in silence as he repeated the action all the way around the circle, replacing each candle in such a way that they never stopped burning. Clearly, these candles were important. She thought she should know why, but she couldn’t quite figure it out.

So, as he replaced the final one - the green one, that made her heart ache slightly, though she wasn’t sure why - she stepped forward, hood up. Her hair was very pink, and she had noticed that no one else in this Empire had such colourful hair. She didn’t want to stand out.

“Excuse me,” she asked, stopping a few paces behind him. He started, turning to face her as he picked up his now empty bag. His own hood fell back, and she recognised a small circlet, placed upon his head.

He was familiar.

“What are the candles for?” she asked. A lot of things seemed familiar, but strange at the same time. She didn’t like trying to figure out why they were familiar, that was too much work, too much hurt. So she tended to ignore that sensation.

He studied her for a long moment, seeming to be looking for something. She wasn’t sure if he had found it or not when he smiled gently.

“The Vigil,” he said in answer. “People light candles for their lost loved ones, to remember them.”

“Oh,” she said softly. The dancing light of the square felt more serious now, a heavier light than it had been a moment before. That made sense though. Candles to remember the dead.

She stared at the blue and green candles, flames burning away the new wax. The blue one was taller, and that felt right for some reason.

“What are those ones for?” she asked, gesturing. To the candles behind them, the candles he had just replaced. He was silent for a long moment, turning to stare at them.

“For the fallen Emperors,” he said finally, his voice heavy, soft.

“Oh,” she repeated. “That’s a lot,” she said. He chuckled heavily.

“Not all of them are dead,” he said. “Some of them are, like Scott.” And he gestured to the cyan candle, steadily burning. “But some of them… they’re just missing. I figured I’d light a candle for them anyway. In case they were dead, and someone needed to remember them. Or maybe, the light would be enough to call them home again.”

He fixed her with a long, searching look. Again, she felt like he was looking for something in particular. Again, he seemed familiar in that aching way she didn’t like. The same, aching familiarity she had run from when she woke, dazed and confused, in a strange Empire.

“Do I know you,” she asked softly. He smiled, a sadness in his eyes that she could tell ran deep.

“Maybe,” he said. “My name is Pix. Some people call me the Copper King.”

“Oh. You’re the ruler of this city,” she said quietly, suddenly aware she was speaking to an Emperor who had the power over life and death here. Hesitantly, she dropped into an awkward bow that felt unnatural, ducking her head.

“There’s no need for that,” he said softly, stepping forward and holding out a hand. She looked up and took it, hesitantly, standing. “When I light the candles, I’m just Pix.” He turned to look back at the fountain. “Just another man, remembering his friends.”

“There are a lot to remember,” she said softly. She wondered if there were people she should light a candle for.

“That is part of life,” Pix said. He stepped forward, back towards the candles and picked up his bag, fixing her with another uncomfortable look.

“It seems unfair,” she said softly, watching the fire burn. “That we lose people. That we… forget people.”

Whispers seemed to toss at her brain like wind in her hair. Sand underfoot. Fish, swimming past her. A ring on her finger. She wanted to remember, but it hurt too much to try. It was easier to not.

“Life moves on,” Pix said softly. “We light a candle, and we remember as long as we can. What else can we do.”

“Can I light one?” she asked, suddenly. “I… I’m not sure what for. But I feel like I should be remembering someone.”

“Of course,” he said, lowering his bag again and pulling out a candle. It was pink - magenta - smaller than the ones he had just replaced. She held it in her hands for a long moment, staring at the small wax item.

Then she stepped forward, lighting it from the flame that leapt from the blue candle. For a moment, she held the burning stick, staring at the fire, trying to remember. Then she knelt, gently pressing the warm wax onto the edge of the fountain until she was sure it would stay.

When she stepped back, her face was wet. She wasn’t entirely sure why she was crying, or what the ache in her chest meant.

“I don’t know what I’ve forgotten,” she said quietly. “I don’t know who… the candle is for.”

Pix was silent for a moment, looking at her.

“You might find your answers in Mezalea,” he said finally. “East of here, you won’t miss it.”

“That name feels familiar,” she said softly. Her hood had fallen, she realized. When, she wasn’t entirely sure, but she pulled it over her head again.

“The Emperor there can help you more than I can,” Pix said.

“Thank you,” she said quietly. She stared at the magenta candle again for a long time, watching the small flame flicker. Then she took a deep breath and turned to leave.

“Candlelight with you,” he called after her softly.

She wanted to say something. A farewell leapt unbidden to her lips, but it didn’t quite feel right. There was no ocean near this desert land, and no blessings left to give.

“And with you,” she said instead, vanishing into the paths of Pixandria.

Pixlriffs watched her go, a small, sad smile dancing on his lips. For a moment, he stood there, the fire burning behind him.

Then he turned and faced the light blue candle that burned cheerfully. Perhaps it had worked, perhaps it had served the purpose he had lit it for.

So he leaned forward and blew the flame out, extinguishing the light. There was no reason to mourn the living.

[paintedlies]

when that new jac.kass movie drops imma be back on my bullshit that got me to this hellsite 12/13 years ago

[mythvoiced]

WE’RE SNOOPING YOUR PLAYLIST. PUT YOUR WRITING PLAYLIST ON SHUFFLE AND LIST THE FIRST TEN SONGS, THEN CHOOSE TEN VICTIMS.

001.     a brand new day - bts (ft. zara larsson)

002.     in the woods somewhere - hozier

003.     grace - lewis capaldi

004.     and july - heize x dean

005.     want - taemin

006.     run - bts

007.     letting go - day6

008.     way down we go - kaleo

009.     valentine - 5sos

010.     be good to me - jacob banks ft. seinabo sey

tagged  by   :  @intergalacticxmisfits TYSM ;W; tagging  : @ovcrdramatiic @busanbunnie @enchcntd @createsillusions @crimefollowed @cchilyoja & YOU

[fourcolormacrophoto]

Fourcolor Macro: The Art Of Nature by joegonzalo

[wrldwrn-blog]

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[stephanocardona]

The Art Of Nature by joegonzalo

[theframelines]

Street photography by joegonzalo

[aloulou-travel]

Street photography by joegonzalo

[wildthiiing]

Handy dandy muse page for mobile users

Open Muses (open to anyone, do not require previous plotting or interaction. Anyone can enjoy)

A.ntoine “Trip” Tri.plett (MCU, AU after s2A of AoS, Inhuman) (BJ B.ritt)

Bo.bbi Mo.rse  (MCU, AU after s3A of AoS) (Adrienn.e Palicki)

Bo.bby Drak.e (XMCU, og!triology based) (Shaw.n Ashmore)

Ja.vy “Coy.ote” Ma.chado  (To.p Gu.n/Top Gu.n Mav.erick) (Gre.g Tarz.an Davi.s)

John Constantine (Constantine NBC) (Ma.tt R.yan)

La.nce Hun.ter  (MCU, AU after s3A of AoS) (Nick B.lood)

Le.o Fi.tz  (MCU, AU after s2 of AoS) (Iain De Cae.stecker)

Mi.ck Ror.y (DCTV, AU post s2A of LoT) (Do.minic Pur.cell)

Nata.sha “Pho.enix” Tr.ace (Top G.un Ma.verick) (Monic.a Ba.rbaro)

Ne.al Ca.ffrey (White Collar) (Matt B.omer)

Pie.tro Max.imoff  (MCU, AU after AoU) (A.aron Taylor Johnson)

Bo.oker Le L.ivre (The Old Guard, Comic & Movie) (Matthais Schoe.naerts)

Selective Muses (Open to play with people who’ve I’ve written with before or have talked to ooc. May be open to people from the same fandom without previous interaction)

A.bby Y.ates (Ghostbusters 2016) (Melissa Mc.Carthy)

And.romache (The Old Guard, Comic & Movie) (Char.lize Theron)

A.rthur Cu.rry (DCEU, Snyder Verse based) (J.ason Mo.moa)

Br.uce W.ayne (DCEU, Snyder Verse based) (Be.n Affleck)

Bucky Barnes (MCU, AU post CACW) (Seba.stian S.tan)

Cla.rk Ke.nt  (DCEU, Snyder Verse based) (Hen.ry Cavill)

Deck.ard Sh.aw (Fast & Furious Series) (Jas.on Statham)

Ja.ne Ca.rter (Mission Impossible) (Paul.a Patton)

Jem.ma Sim.mons  (MCU, AU after s2 of AoS) (El.izabeth Henstrige)

J.ohn Amst.erdam (New Amsterdam 2008) (Nikolaj Cost.er Waldau)

Mat.ty We.bber (MacGyver 2016) (Mer.edith Eat.on)

Ow.en S.haw (Fast & Furious Series) (Luke E.vans)

Pete “M.averick” Mi.tchell (To.p Gu.n/Top Gu.n Mav.erick) (T.om Cr.uise)

R.ick Fla.g (DC, AU Post The Suicide Squad) (Joe.l Kinnaman)

Rob.ert DuB.ois  (DC, AU Post The Suicide Squad) (Id.ris Elba)

Solomon “Warlock” Bates  (To.p Gu.n/Top Gu.n Mav.erick) (Cha.rles Par.nell)

By Request Muses (muses are open to anyone but must be requested specifically. low activity muses.)

Ba.rney Bar.ton (MCU ish, vague comic influences) (Dani.el Craig)

Carter H.all (DCTV) (F.alk H.entschel)

Eri.k Len.sherr (XMCU, og!trilogy based) (Ia.n Mc.kellen)

Lan.dry De La Cruz (The Night Shift) (Daniella A.lonso)

Log.an (XMCU, og!trilogy based) (Hugh J.ackman)

Luk.e Hob.bs (Fast & Furious Series) (D.wanye Jo.hnson)

M.aria H.ill (MCU, AU post CACW) (Cobie Smulde.rs)

Ni.ck Fu.ry (MCU, AU post CACW) (Samuel L Ja.ckson)

Re.my L.eBeau (XMCU) (Tayl.or Kitsch)

Sa.ra La.nce (DCTV, AU post s2A of LoT) (Sar.ah Bol.ger)

S.cott S.ummers (XMCU, og!trilogy based) (Jam.es Mars.den)

Ste.ve Ro.gers (MCU, AU post Endgame but flexie) (C.hris E.vans)

Mutual only muses (exclusively open to mutuals. low activity muses)

Beau “Cyclone” Simpson (Top Gu.n Mav.erick) (Jo.n Ha.mm)

Bil.ly But.cher (The Bo.ys series) (Ka.rl Urb.an)

Da.nny Oce.an (Ocean’s Series) (George C.looney)

D.yson Tho.rnwood (Lost Girl) (Kris Hol.den Reid)

Gis.ele Ya.shar (Fast & Furious Series) (G.al G.adot)

Jim Mo.riarty (BBC Sherlock, heavily influenced by ACD) (An.drew Scott)

Ki.miko Miyashi.ro (The Bo.ys series) (Ka.ren Fuku.hara)

My.croft Hol.mes (BBC, heavily influenced by ACD) (Mark Ga.tiss)

Ru.sty Rya.n (Ocean’s Series) (Brad Pit.t)

Se.bastian Mo.ran (BBC, heavily influenced by ACD) (Coli.n Farrell)

Tamsin “Tomi” Russo (OC)(To.p Gu.n/Top G.un Ma.verick) (Ka.te Ma.ra)

Ton.y St.ark (MCU, AU post AoU) (R.obert Do.wney Jr)

Discord Only Muses (exclusivly open to rping on discord. low activity muses, given enough interest, muses may move to blog from this list.)

Brix.ton Lo.re (Fast & Furious Series) (Id.ris Elba)

Ika.ris (Eternals) (Richard M.adden)

Loi.s L.ane (DCEU,  Snyder Verse based) (Am.y Adams)

Oliver Simm.ons (Marvel Based OC) (Jo.nathan Bai.ley)

Th.ena (Eternals) (Angelina J.olie)

Tom “Ice.man” K.azansky  (To.p Gu.n/Top Gu.n Mav.erick) (Va.l Kilme.r)

[mortaem-a]

honestly gin.a getting booted AND pedr.o being announced as joe.l in t.lou??? god said we r blessed this day

[onlylibertyaa]

me: I don’t usually get crushes on male celebrities joe.l kin.naman & to.m ha.rdy: exist me:

[omglssoctworld]

The Art Of Nature ( Phylloscopus trochilus ) by joegonzalo

[widohw-a]

i....love joe.l ha.mmond more than my own life

[counselorssoapbox]

I have returned from my long absence.

I have returned from my long absence.

By David Joe.l Miller, MS, Licensed Therapist & Licensed Counselor. So much to do and so little time. A lot of things have taken place over the summer, which has cut into my time for creative pursuits. Despite my best efforts, I found it difficult to keep up on everything over the summer. Initially, I thought that with the pandemic working from home would result in an increase in productivity,…