#muses!

I kinda forgot to tell everyone until now, but I actually did go out and updated my muse list ‘n my rules! There was some cuts for characters who I simply don’t “vibe with” anymore and just never got the chance to use, so, hopefully, those who remain will still be enjoyed!

I’m also putting a link here for both the RULES and KINKS ‘n MUSES here for the folks on mobile who’ll likely wanna read it!

Muses!

Rules

:3 Fantasy art meme: Elementals , Incubus/Succubus , Mermaidan and Vampires

Väinö Korpela - 40s, father, frontman, nepo baby waiting for his father to die so he can take the reigns of an immoral company, bisexual. FC: Joel Kinnaman

Väinö Korpela is many things, but none of them are tender. A man carved from ash and expectation, he was raised on punishment and performance, groomed by an old man to inherit violence and refine it. His mind is a tomb of unchecked genius and the memory of inflicted wrongs. His body, a monument to ritual and pain. He doesn't raise his voice. Doesn't need to. Cold-blooded and exacting, he's built his world in blood, in sacrifice, in rage. And Kielo is the one thing he never meant to share-- but he does. With Jaska. His twin is the fire to his frost. The only man he’s ever trusted without question. And between them, they raised her. Worshipped her. Claimed her. Kielo belongs to both of them. And Väinö? He’d burn the world down, slowly and without regret, to keep her in their arms.

Jaska Korpela - 40s, uncle, wild child, brother's shadow and grounder, heteroflexible. FC: Boyd Holbrook

Biker. Fighter. Road-burnt saint. Jaska Korpela moves like he doesn’t owe the world anything. But he’d give up his life without question for two people: his brother, and the girl they raised. He’s the reckless twin. The warm voice. The first to laugh, the first to bleed, the first to wrap a bandana around Kielo’s scraped knees and say, “Atta girl.” He taught her how to break the rules, to ride before she walked, to live loud and love louder. Doesn't give a fuck about the family business, though he'll be there every step of the way for Väinö's ascension. He disappears sometimes— club business, old ghosts— but he always comes back. Because this is home: his twin. His girl. Their fire.

Kielo Korpela - 20s daughter, silver spooned, daddy's girl, musician/artist, bisexual. FC: Madelyn Cline

Made from his rib, or maybe from his wounds. Raised by two wolves that love her more than anything else. She's learned that power and affection are not necessarily opposites. There are two versions of Kielo: the one the world sees, and the one that belongs only them. To the world, she is the gilded frontwoman of a dark pop group— a platinum-haired tempest with a voice like sirens and knives. She is mystery made flesh. A symbol. A star. She sings of hunger, violence, longing, and never once lies. But behind closed doors, Kielo Korpela was raised in a house of ash and noise, taught by men who never looked away. Her father is myth and steel; her uncle is fire and comfort. And she? She’s what they made; beautiful, cruel, adored. People call it unnatural. Fucked. She calls it truth.

Lenora Vale - 30s, part-time antique shop assistant / part-time medium for hire (depending on the day and her meds), lesbian. FC: Mia Goth

Lenora Vale was always a little off. Too quiet. Too dreamy. Too fond of stories where girls drowned or vanished or were never seen again. She grew up on the brittle edge of a crumbling family: her mother, a failed opera singer who drank perfume when the gin ran dry, and her father, a Sunday ghost no one spoke of. At eight, Lenora claimed the lake spoke to her. At twelve, she went missing for two nights and came back barefoot, soaked, and smiling. She never said where she’d been. At seventeen, she set fire to her childhood bedroom. At twenty, she buried her mother without crying. Now? Lenora lives alone, keeps candles in every room, and writes letters to people who are already dead. She says she doesn’t believe in ghosts, but talks to them anyway. She’s brittle with strangers, oddly charming with liars, and quietly terrifying when she loves something too much. Her neighbors think she’s sad. Her landlord thinks she’s dangerous. Her old flame thinks she’s cursed. Lenora thinks she’s finally waking up. And some nights, when the walls breathe and the lights flicker— she wonders if she ever really came back from that lake at all. (Feel free to call her Nora, but she hates it. Only her mother got away with that.)

Ramona "Romy" Keene - 20s, college dropout, barback and occasional tattoo apprentice, has an unnamed cat that she adores. bisexual. FC: Odessa A'zion

Romy is brash, magnetic, and deeply untethered, the kind of person who dares you to follow her into traffic just to see if you’ll flinch. She loves too fast, laughs too loud, and apologizes by buying you a slushie and giving you a lopsided heart tattoo in her bathroom. She’s smarter than she lets on, but she’s spent years weaponizing chaos as protection. She’s fiercely loyal to the wrong people, and quietly terrified that there’s no right ones. Romy doesn’t talk about why she left college. Just says “it wasn’t worth it” and changes the subject. There are moments, though— late at night, when the music’s stopped and her hands won’t stop shaking— that hint at something much darker. A night that didn’t go as planned. A friend who didn’t come back. She’s not healed. She’s coping loudly. And despite it all... people adore her. Because she burns so brightly you almost don’t notice you’re getting scorched.

Wade Nielsen - 40s, ex-con, jack of all trades, has a dog named Alfredo. FC: Travis Fimmel

Wade isn’t a man people remember fondly, but they always remember him. He used to have a family. Friends. A future. Then something collapsed— figuratively, then literally. The official report said it was a structural error. But the whisper around town says Wade was the last one out and didn’t bring everyone with him. He did time. Got a divorce. Got out. Now he works on the edge of things, abandoned churches, collapsed motels, old power plants where no one checks the records. He says he just likes the quiet. Drinks his coffee black, his whiskey warm, and never locks the door. Not because he’s brave, just because if it’s coming for him, he wants to see it face to face. He's not a bad man. But he’s done bad things.

Marisol “Mari” Estrada - 30s, rivate security contractor, self-defense instructor. lesbian. FC: Katy O'Brian

Mari was raised by her tía and a punching bag. The military gave her direction. Civilian life gave her a thousand reasons to break it. Dishonorably discharged after an “incident” involving a superior, two broken ribs, and a missing classified file, she never spoke a word in her defense. Just walked away, got a job, kept moving. She doesn’t believe in good people, just useful ones. Doesn’t care about justice, only balance. She trains battered women how to fight dirty. She guards underground activists with her own paycheck. She breaks bones for a cause if it’s worth it... and sometimes even when it’s not. Mari keeps her trauma close, her promises closer, and her weapon of choice in her belt, her boot, or her blood. There's no shrine to her past in her apartment. Just sandbags, tape, and a single photo taped to the mirror: her and her baby brother, long dead. She doesn’t smile often. But when she does, it means you’re fucked. Or you’re safe. (Maybe both.)

Elijah "Eli" Beckett - 20s, former seminary student turned runaway mechanic / part-time musician. bisexual. FC: Drake Rodger

Eli once wanted to be a preacher. He had the voice for it. The soul for it, too. But faith is easy when you’ve never needed a miracle, and damn impossible when you do. Something happened. Something he doesn’t talk about. Something involving his younger sister, a bottle of pills, and a silence that lasted too long. He left the church the next morning. Never looked back. Now he wanders, fixing engines, writing songs he never plays twice, and losing pieces of himself in every bar, parking lot, and motel bed he lands in. People like him. He’s quiet, kind-eyed, knows how to listen. But if you ask him too many questions, he vanishes. He carries a worn Bible in his duffel: dog-eared, annotated, pages torn out. He never opens it. Not anymore. Some nights, he still prays. Most nights, he just hums. He’s not sure if he’s running from something, or trying to deserve the life he still has.

Mateo “Teo” Navarro - 20s, freelance translator by day, blackmail broker and digital snoop by night. bisexual. FC: Carlos Cuevas

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The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 12 of your followers to spread the love. You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)

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1. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD?

Cicero: Parachute

Element: Oh, um... Cupcake!

Kanade: Rattlesnake? I don’t know, it sounds funny

Marlan: Freedom

Terso: Sniper Rifle

Thane: Shadow...

Torrak: Er... forest?

2. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE WORD?

Cicero: Obliviousness

Element: Normality

Kanade: Machine

Marlan: Misogynist

Terso: Pyjak

Thane: Traitor

Torrak: ...Scientist...

3. WHAT TURNS YOU ON?

Cicero: People who aren’t idiots

Element: People who are fun!

Kanade: Being gentle and caring

Marlan: Being rebellious and free from social norms!

Terso: Someone who is brave

Thane: Domination... okay I have a few kinks, so what?

Torrak: ...What does that mean? Oh, what I like! I like people that I can trust

4. WHAT TURNS YOU OFF?

Cicero: A numbskull

Element: People who are downers. Boo!!

Kanade: Scary people...

Marlan: Misogynists, ugh...

Terso: People who are too clingy

Thane: People who aren’t trustworthy. They die if they cross me...

Torrak: Scientists and doctors...

5. WHAT SOUND DO YOU LOVE?

Cicero: The wind in my ears as I fly!

Element: The ding of the microwave when food’s done!

Kanade: The quietness of a library, or gardens.

Marlan: The sounds a horse makes

Terso: Human music from the classical period

Thane: An urban setting. The crowds, the traffic, being either in the middle of it, or above...

Torrak: Um... Sounds of the forest?

6. WHAT SOUND DO YOU HATE?

Cicero: The noises you hear underground

Element: Police sirens

Kanade: Crowds

Marlan: Men yelling

Terso: A broken engine

Thane: Crying women and children.

Torrak: Machines

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CURSE WORD?

Cicero: I don’t swear

Element: Bitch!

Kanade: Um... Damnit?

Marlan: Crap

Terso: Shit

Thane: Fuck

Torrak: ...What’s a curse word?

8. WHAT PROFESSION OTHER THAN YOURS WOULD YOU LIKE TO ATTEMPT?

Cicero: An explorer!

Element: An actor!

Kanade: A librarian.

Marlan: Politician

Terso: Um... An author, or a poet?

Thane: I’m happy where I am, thank you.

Torrak: What’s a profession?

9. WHAT PROFESSION WOULD YOU NOT LIKE TO DO?

Cicero: A miner *shudders*

Element: A funeral director. Too sad

Kanade: Anything that’s got to do with crowds!

Marlan: Housewife.

Terso: A pilot. I’m crap at flying

Thane: Anything that’s not got to do with fighting

Torrak: Muuun! What are they asking me?

10. IF HEAVEN EXISTS, WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR GOD(S) SAY WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE PEARLY GATES?

Cicero: Your duty is done, you can rest now.

Element: Beer fridge is over there. Music starts at 8

Kanade: Can we... change the subject please?

Marlan: You did good, Marlan, ya did good.

Terso: Um... I don’t believe in Human religion, sorry.

Thane: You’ve conquered your enemies. The battle is over.

Torrak: *gets bored and walks away*

                  Bonus Questions

1. SOMETHING MOST PEOPLE DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU?

Cicero: I’m afraid of lightning

Element: I’m allergic to beestings!

Kanade: Moths scare me!

Marlan: One time, I punched a wall so hard my hand went through!

Terso: My training with the Argmier Legion was cut short when I beat my captain at a drinking contest

Thane: I’m actually really good at baking

Torrak: *still not there*

2. SEXUAL PREFERENCE?

Cicero: Straight

Element: Bisexual, cuz I like everyone! Hahaha!

Kanade: Bisexual

Marlan: ‘Eck if I should know! I’m experimenting, I guess

Terso: *groans* Why am I doing this? Can I take this mic of now? I like girls, okay?

Thane: *chuckles* Depends on how much drink I have in me...

Torrak: *still not there but is baited back with treats* I like everyone, I guess...

3. WHAT POSITION DO YOU SLEEP IN?

Cicero: I sleep in a hammock, so on my back.

Element: My face, or I fall out and don’t notice! Hahaha

Kanade: Neatly on my back

Marlan: Side, or face

Terso: Turians have to sleep on their side, otherwise we get problems. You know, head spikes and all.

Thane: Don’t know, don’t care.

Torrak: Mun told me I sleep in the... foetal position? What’s that?

4. WHAT IF SOMEONE TOLD YOU…YOU HAD TO LOSE, JUST THIS ONE TIME?

Cicero: Then I’ll learn from the experience for next time!

Element: As long as I had fun, then I’m okay!

Kanade: ...lose what?

Marlan: Never! I’ll keep fighting!

Terso: At what cost is this defeat?

Thane: As long as I took my target down with me...

Torrak: *yawns* I’m tired. can I skip this question?

5. GREATEST FEAR?

Cicero: Being trapped underground

Element: Losing my siblings

Kanade: Getting lost

Marlan: Being in an arranged marriage with a total prick

Terso: Losing my friends and family

Thane: Dying without completing my work...

Torrak: Doctors

6. IF YOU COULD LEAVE ONE THING TO BE REMEMBERED BY, WHAT WOULD IT BE?

Cicero: A legend people spoke of around camp-fires, and stories they told their children

Element: A safer world for my family!

Kanade: I’d... rather not talk about that...

Marlan: A place where girls can be free to be what they want to be!

Terso: I’d want to be the perfect soldier people want to be like.

Thane: A son to carry on my work, a name that was notorious and feared!

Torrak: People don’t care about me... There’s nothing I could leave behind

7. WHAT’S YOUR MIDDLE NAME?

Cicero: Aquilia

Element: Woizoski

Kanade: Lilly

Marlan: Ghengis

Terso: val Palaven

Thane: Elton

Torrak: What’s a middle name?

TAGGING.