#stainedpast

QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

What was the first muse that you've written?

I'll go with my first on Tumblr, because prior to that it's dead OCs on amino and facebook lmao.... Otogi Ryuji / Duke Devlin from Yu-Gi-Oh. Long shot from Dex, I know, but he kind of established my trend of adopting characters that have a complex relationship with who they are. I adored him so much from the manga and anime so I went ahead and did it!

What is your favorite canon muse?

This is very hard for me to answer, actually. Back when I was on my multi I would have told you Jonathan Byers and Adam Faulkner-Stanheight in a blink, but I feel like making solos for everyone made my love for them all grow very deeply. If I had to choose, Dexter would win. The franchise itself has a special place in my heart and I don't think that'll ever change. That said, Charlie ( @d1rtgrubz ) is such a close second because I want so badly to explore the depth of his damage, even if I don't get the opportunity much! Oh and, admittedly, still Jonathan. Haven't written him in over a year, I believe, but I miss him dearly.

Do you have developed dynamics with the OC of another mun that has influenced your OC or Canon muse?

The barrel of the gun clicks as Jade points it at his new recruit. "Someone said that you have been sneaking around Rapture as of late. Under normal circumstances I would have kindly reminded you that certain areas are off limits to unauthorized individuals, but you're more than that, aren't you?" His voice is gentle and soft, but those gloves fingers wounded around the trigger makes it clear that he's unapologetic about using it. Jade's usual placid smile sits on his face, eyebrows held high as heterochromatic eyes stare down at the younger man.

"Well? Shall I count to three?" He places one leg over the other, watching him from his chair. "Or will you confess before your inevitable doom?"

( @stainedpast )

“ and here I thought I wouldn’t miss anyone but my wife. ” and son but he doesn’t talk about that (sorry I had to lol) -emrys <3

The grin on his face is so wide that it might split past his features, beaming brightly at the other. He has, too, longed for the presence of his dear friend ( even with the dozen unaffordable premium quality steak dinners, believe it or not! )

"Missed you too, Em." he tells him, arms spread out to offer a hug.

❝ you call it a myth, i call it a bad stereotype. ❞ -emrys

". . .Cause most people seem to think vampires are from victorian times? Listen, I've seen all kinda of vampires from all kinds of time periods - hell, some that were just turned a few days ago versus a few centuries."

》 ❐ 》    ☀ @stainedpast ☀  asked   .*

is this yours? -emrys <3

Charlie looks to the bearer of the voice and, for a moment there, his jaw slacks. There's a certain quality to his features which could be likened to one of those fancy paintings Charlie often pretends he understands the profound nature of.

"Is what mine?" he blinks, looking then to the object. Ah. A wallet. Definitely not his. "Oh, yeah!" he nods profusely, grinning. "That's mine. My property. Yep. Thank you for returning it to me and not stealing it cuz, you know, like - people can be so dishonest, man." He then makes an attempt to take it, returning his gaze to the stranger as he offers. "You want- You want a thank-you drink or something? I work at this bar right around the corner and we drink our stuff away all the time so it wouldn't be a big deal for you to have one or two."

❝ SUN'S SETTIN'. ❞ HE'S POINTING OUT THE obvious, but there are other connotations, too. The cowboy leans back on the railing, looking out over the water as the sky becomes pinks, oranges, and purples, instead of its usual soft blue. He hadn't REALIZED how long they'd been sitting there, not until a tinge of change in the horizon brought it to his attention.

❝ Suppose that means y'gotta go, don't it? ❞ Rian could feel the HEAVINESS, as he looks at him. Unusual, for the brown-haired man. Leo was always smiling, when they saw each other.

@stainedpast is looking at something ― perhaps doing his job , though salem isn't entirely sure why he bothers. not much really happens around here ; besides lobo's own doings. the deputy leans over the younger man's shoulder in an attempt to get a peak , oblivious to his crowding of jeremiah's space