#♠venus

[simp41ida]

heyy could i get a iida x reader goes on a first date at the park and it’s full of fluff please :))

warnings:

notes: i’ve thought about this before!! i love fluff so much 😘 i also want to make another part of this but you guys have been together longer.

you and iida were on a date (clearly)

he just told you to meet him at the park and dress casually (he doesn’t really mind clothing choices unless they’re off the chains outrageous)

he had literally everything under control

he was up really early preparing snacks for you (and him but mostly you because he cared about you more)

so, when you got to the park, his hard work clearly showed

he had a picnic blanket spread across the grass (he stole this from his basement and had to literally rehabilitate it)

that blanket had plenty of snacks, one for every type of desirable food trait so you could have your preference

very thoughtful boy, really

you guys would just be talking and giggling about the things that are different between his hero school and your normal school

you learned that he was responsible enough to be a good class president

you also learned that he doesn’t particularly favor bakugou and most of his friends

he says that they’re very disruptive and could be paying more attention to what kinds of problems they could be causing by leaving the dorms in the middle of the night

with that to the side, you can tell he really trusts you with all of his heart

once you guys are done eating, he tells you to wait for him where you are so he can throw the garbage away

such a gentleman <3

then you guys go and take a walk around the park

while you guys are walking, your hands are like brushing against each other’s

he won’t do it first in fear that he’s disrespecting your boundaries

he’ll definitely grab your hand back if you do it first, though

he really enjoys holding your hand because it makes him feel safer knowing that he can make you safer

when it’s time to part ways, if you give him a little kiss on the cheek, he’ll be blushing for days thinking about it

#tenya iida x reader #mha iida #iida x you #iida hcs #tenya iida #iida #tenya iida hcs #bnha tenya #tenya x reader #mha fluff #mha x reader #mha #mha x you #mha x y/n #♠venus #♠mars #♠star writes #♠starwrites #starwrites #star writes

[keeganbrainmush]

MASTERLISTS.

Symbol meanings

♦ Male reader ♠ Gender Neutral reader

ੈ♡˳Call of Duty

➥ Simon “ Ghost “ Riley

“Only you I could ever love for all eternity.”   ♦ " Can't Sleep. " ♦ " Me and My Husband, We are doing better. " ♠ " Want you more than anything. " (transmasc reader)

➥ John “ Soap “ MacTavish

“ The stars could never compare to the tears in your eyes.  ” ♦ John with a hispanic s/o whos quiet when mad♠ Sub! John price + Guided Masturbation ♠

➥ Kyle “ Gaz “ Garrick

“ If I had to choose between him or the sun, I’d be one nocturnal son of a gun.  “ ♦ Kyle with a hispanic s/o whos quiet when mad.♠

➥ Cpt. John Price

  " Wild horses running through your hollow bones. " ♦ Office Sex with Cpt. Price. ♦ " I've been lonely too long. "♦

➥ König

  “ Everything all at once.  ” ♦ “ I want more. “ ♦  Masochist bf.♦

➥ Alejandro Vargas

" Watching the video that you sent me. "♦

➥ Rudy " Rodolfo " Parra

Rudy with a Balaclava wearing lover ♠

➥ Philip Graves

" Do you think we'll be in love forever? " ♦ (Smut)

➥ 141 GROUP HEADCANONS

 141′s guilty pleasures  ♦  Going down on the 141 for the first time ♠ 141 with a thick male s/o♦ 141 with a strong short male s/o♦ 141 + Los Vaqueros Love Language ♠ 141 with a male reader who gives the Webbie hug♦ 141 with a tall gn reader♠

Resident Evil❁ཻུ۪۪♡

➔Leon S. Kennedy

Sub! Leon S. Kennedy drabble ♠ You live in my dream state.♠ Sub NSFW imagine♦

Carlos Oliveira

" Venus, Planet of love. "♦

Random chars

Miguel O'Hara

Making Miguel fuck your boot♠

[cafedanslanuit]

♡   —   personal favourites ☆   —   fan favourites ♠   —   nsfw ♫   —   includes songs

FOOTBALL LORE

Gagamaru + Robin Van Persie

Bachira + Ronaldinho

Kunigami + Cristiano Ronaldo

HEADCANONS

bluelock boys as exes! ft. isagi, bachira, chigiri, kunigami, sae, rin, reo & nagi

how they see romance based on their moon, venus & mars signs ft isagi, bachira, kunigami - chigiri, reo, nagi - sae, rin, oliver

FANFICTION

rosy glasses

A kiss. And another one. And one more. He playfully bites down on your lower lip and chuckles when you reciprocate the action. He's entranced by how you always manage to meet his energy halfway, and that may be one of the reasons why he ended up in this position with you in the first place.

think i only want one number in my phone

a long-distance relationship with nagi always entails cutesy photos of your plant children.

#bluelock x reader #blue lock #bluelock #bachira x reader #nagi x reader #isagi x reader #chigiri x reader #kunigami x reader #sae x reader #rin x reader #reo x reader #bachira meguru #nagi seishiro #isagi yoichi #chigiri hyoma #kunigami rensuke #itoshi sae #itoshi rin #mikage reo

[ask-noonescity]

(@borealis-siblings) Venus: "Who.. Who is this Monark you speak of?... They must be a friend I assume.. Family?"

Mingi was made by someone and so far Mingi was all the time alone, but if there are more like Mingi out there, we still aren't family, Mingi simply doesn't know them or have the capability to love or feel for them - they probably think the same.

@borealis-siblings @curce

♠Ask hints updated

#CNOB chrono #CNOB: MINGI #pokemon #pkmn #pokeaskblog #pokeask #pokeblogging #pokemon ask blog #pokémon #Pokemon Fanart #pokemon mystery dungeon #pkmn fanart #PKMN Oc #pkmnart #pkmn rp #pkmn blog #pokeblog

[miercolaes]

howdy friends, fiends and foes! i'm currently having brainrot for alice in borderland and i was wondering if anyone would be down to see how it goes if wednesday and your muse would end up there! i won't spoil the tv show in case you want to watch it, but under read more there's a brief description of what's going on!

PLAYER REGISTERED:// welcome to the borderlands. no one knows how they ended up here nor if there is a way out. all that we know is that people suddenly started disappearing and vegetation has claimed the cities. it's sort of odd how this world looks, there's something uncanny about it. do you see that billboard lit up? it says there's a game arena nearby. you should go and play before your visa runs out. you don't want to find out what happens after the visa runs out.

WELCOME PLAYER! there are a few things you should know.

01. once you enter a game arena, you can't back out. if you do so, a laser will kill you. no one knows where the lasers come from and it seems no one can find a way around them.

02. each game has assigned a particular card. the cards can be as followed [ 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , J , Q , K ], which acts as ranks to the game difficulty. meaning, 1 is the easiest and K is the hardest. you don't know what card the game has until the game commences.

03. the cards also have particular suit. here's what each suit means. CLUB ( ♣ ) - require teamwork. these games force the participants to foster trust and cooperation between themselves in order to win. these games require a bit of strategy, as the players need to come up with a plan together to make it to the end. the venues for the club games tend to be some of the biggest, as they often take place in massive buildings or outdoors somewhere. SPADES ( ♠ ) - require physical endurance, strength, agility and stamina. the games can include all types of physical activity, including running, fighting and climbing. combat based games often allow the use of weapons, which isn't as common in other games. DIAMONS ( ♦ ) - require logic, strategy, wits and intelligence. players participanting in these games must use critical thinking, analytical skills and sound strategy to survive. these games are often in small venues and don't require much physical effort to complete, as they're all about mental capabilities. HEARTS ( ♥ ) - require emotional and psychological intelligence. the games seem to require participants to either trust or betray their teammates in order to survive. they're considered the hardest suit as it often plays with the participants' minds.

if you want a starter based in the borderlands, you may send the number and the suit (i.e. 5♠) or write it out (i.e. five of spades).

the borderlands can be anywhere so no matter the universe, there is a possibility of being one. if you want our muses to be in a specific location, be it real or fictional, add it to your message (i.e. five of spades, jericho)

if you want the starter to be prior, during or after a specific game, add before / during / after (i.e. five of spades, jericho, after).

there are no games set in stone, meaning we can create our own or take examples from children's games (i.e. hide and seek), squid game (i.e. red light, green light) or steal some from aib canon (i.e. four of clubs is called distance). if you want a specific game, add it to your message (i.e. five of spades, jericho, after, hide and seek).

you can either comment on this or send me an ask! i choose violence but i also want to write with you so here we are! thank you for reading this if you got this far and if you have any questions, please do ask anywhere you want, be it comments, ims (those are not yet working properly on desktop but i will check them out on the mobile app), discord, asks (anonymous or otherwise)

#♱ starter calls. #if you're familiar with the tv show / manga #im insane and i will add some of the characters from the show on my multi #the show has so much gore ik wednesday would fit right in #but ofc our games don't have to be that extreme

[puddygeeks]

Wᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ Dᴇᴀᴅ Oʀ Aʟɪᴠᴇ - Sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ Tʜɪɴɢs, Eᴅᴅɪᴇ Mᴜɴsᴏɴ/OC - Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5: Iᴍᴘᴜʟsᴇs

Masterlist

Episode: Pre season 4

Rating: Mature

Summary: Since she was five years old, Marcie Bell and Eddie Munson have been inseparable. There was never one without the other. That is, a near death experience with the Mind Flayer changed everything. Now, Marcie must navigate her newly realised feelings for Eddie, whilst facing down the Upside Down all over again. Whoever said love was easy?!

Fix it fic. There will be absolutely no Eddie Munson death here!

Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairing: Eddie Munson x OC

Status: Ongoing

My writing is entirely fueled by coffee! If you enjoy my work, feel free to donate toward my caffeine dependency: will work for coffee  

Warnings: 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐷𝑟𝑢𝑔/𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜ℎ𝑜𝑙 𝑢𝑠𝑒, 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡/𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡, ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡, 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛, 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎, ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑈𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑦.    

Taglist: @toobsessedsstuff

A/N: I am so sorry for the massive delay in getting this published. It was a real struggle to make this chapter work and took many edits, but we got there in the end! As for my posting schedule, I actually just had my first baby a couple of weeks ago so life is complete chaos right now. I still absolutely plan to write when I can but I have no idea when that will be. Thanks for sticking with me anyway. Every kudos and comment means the world to me <3

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Chapter 5

Robin and Steve looked equally uneasy as they followed Marcie into the dive bar. Their feet stuck to the floors as they walked, residue of spilt drinks or other substances that didn’t bear thinking about now decorating the soles of their shoes. Though there was a gig planned, it was surprisingly quiet with only around 10 drunks hanging around by the bar. However, they could only shake their heads in bemusement at the way Marcie strolled in and waved at several of the audience as if she was in her element. 

Marcie approached the bar with confidence, chuckling at how lost her friends looked behind her. Despite being underage, she knew all of the tricks to a good night out at this venue and simply ordered three colas, planning to top hers up from the flask that was hidden in the back of her jeans. She gestured for the other two to come take their glasses when she caught the eye of a familiar older customer who sat on a stool nearby.

“I was starting to wonder where you were.” Terry called as he wandered over to her side with a teasing smile. “Your boy’s playing tonight. He was looking nervous without you.”

“He’s not my boy, Terence.” Marcie scolded lightly, her words making as little impact on the clearly drunk man as usual.

“Sure he’s not and I’m stone cold sober.” He laughed, before turning to nod toward the others. “You bought friends? Almost enough to count as an actual audience here now. Let me know if any of you want a beer. My treat.” 

“Thanks for the offer, but you know I always have my own supply. Besides, I think I’m the only alcoholic in my crew.” Marcie winked, breaking away from the well meaning bad influence to rejoin her friends who seemed utterly horrified by the interaction.

“You hang out with a lot of creepy old men who like to get teens drunk?” Steve questioned whilst she pulled out her flask to mix a drink.

“Yes, actually. This is the Corroded Coffin fan club. Welcome.” She teased, breaking into a laugh at the way that Steve’s brows shot up. “You should really learn not to judge a book by its cover, Harrington. Terry used to babysit my mom. He’s one of the good ones. He’s still pretty well known for keeping an eye on the youngsters here. I got spiked a couple years ago and he took care of me until he could hand me over to Eddie.”

“By buying underage kids alcohol?” He questioned, noticing that even Robin was slipping her the side eye for this.

“As if you never drank underage.” She scoffed, before rolling her eyes at his judgement. “Terry’s policy is simply that it’s better to allow people to break the rules in a safe way, by getting weak, unspiked drinks from someone who will ensure they don’t get wasted, than to leave them to get taken advantage of by trying to find their own way.”

Clearly not entirely convinced by this story, Steve simply shook his head and glanced at Robin, who made a concerted effort to disguise how uncomfortable she was. Marcie shrugged it off as she led them closer to the stage ready for the show. After years of hanging out with Robin, she’d got used to having to remind herself that not everyone grew up in the same white trash environment that she and Eddie did. Things that seemed mundane to them were shocking to others and she had learned that most times it was easier to agree to disagree.

“I do appreciate you guys coming with me tonight. I know this isn’t really your scene.” She remarked, flashing them both a smile that seemed to at least partially calm them. “This place gets a bad rep, but it’s really fine. Most of the sketchy people won’t arrive until much later. And if at any point it gets too weird for you, we’ll leave. Okay?”

“I’d still rather if either of you wanted a beer you asked me.” Steve pointed out, earning a sceptical look from both girls. “You’re right. I’ve been drinking for years, but not through creepy old guys. I have a fake ID.”

“Okay, Mom.” Robin groaned, easily earning a snigger from Marcie.

The unexpected comment eased the tension in the group, and in little time at all Robin and Steve had already engaged in one of their usual spats. Marcie was content to sip on her drink, only half listening to their conversation as she watched the empty stage. 

There was a far stronger feeling of apprehension in her stomach tonight as she waited for the band to appear. As well as she had done until now, she was painfully aware that there was no time more challenging for keeping her attraction under control than when watching Eddie perform. No matter how badly she wanted to be here for him, there was something about him playing guitar that drove her absolutely wild every time. 

A couple of drunken cheers echoed around the draughty space, announcing the arrival of the band and as her friends finally stopped bickering to position themselves on either side of her, Marcie steeled herself. 

From the moment that Eddie stepped foot on the stage, he began scanning the area with a nervous expression. It only faded to a relieved smile when his gaze landed on her face. In an instant, she knew that she had made the correct decision by pushing herself to attend and couldn’t even bring herself to imagine how crushed he would’ve been if she’d missed it. 

With his confidence restored, Eddie moved to the front of the stage to get the crowd hyped up. It wasn’t long before the usual band of drunks were cheering together to the songs and even Robin and Steve found a way to enjoy themselves, as he returned from the bar with beers for the two of them whilst he nursed another cola. 

Marcie finished her drink rather quickly as a result of repeatedly catching Eddie’s eyes and being unable to withstand feeling as if he was singing directly to her. There was no denying that she would find the man attractive if he was wearing a garbage bag, but whilst dressed in his ripped jeans and shirt, his hair thrashing in the dim backlighting of the stage, she could have fallen in love with him all over again.

Eddie strutted the stage with a confidence befitting any rockstar, his husky voice blasting from the speakers and sending shivers down Marcie’s back. Just as she felt as if she could hardly keep her thoughts clean, he descended into an epic guitar solo that drew her attention to his hands. Watching the way that he worked the strings, the spotlights reflecting off his signature rings, she found herself biting her lip.

By half way through the set, she gave up on mixing drinks and instead took sips directly from the flask in an effort to suffocate the rising desire in her chest. Between songs, Robin bumped into her side and flashed her a concerned expression.

“I don’t want to kill your buzz, but you might want to slow down on the drinks, Marce.” She fretted, glancing to Steve for backup. “I know you can hold your liquor, but I’m starting to fear for your liver.”

“My liver has been well trained. Believe me, it can handle it.” Marcie insisted. “Besides, it’s all part of my tactic. I’m having a drink every time that I think of non-friendship thoughts. It’s helping me to bury them.”

“Actually, I think it might be bringing them out.” Steve argued and she turned to face him with confusion. “You’re totally giving him bedroom eyes.” He added, his accusation supported by Robin snorting with laughter.

“I am not!” Marcie gasped, whipping her head between the pair of them in horror.

“You kinda are.” Robin choked out between breaths. “You look like you want to climb up there and devour him. Why do you think he keeps looking at you?” She cackled as she necked the last of her drink and put the empty glass aside as if she didn’t ever want to touch alcohol again.

“It’s okay, Robin. We’re clearly imagining it.” Steve interrupted with an equally amused smile. “Just like the little bit of drool you’ve got right there.” He continued, pointing to the corner of Marcie’s lips.

“Where? Right here?” She crooned mockingly, before reaching out to punch him in the arm. “You two suck.”

♫  ♠  ♫

Eddie struggled to concentrate during the cleanup of their set. Though he’d been delighted to find that Marcie had attended tonight, he couldn’t deny the fact that her bringing Harrington along had gotten under his skin. Sure, it added to their usually sparse audience, but he couldn’t stand the thought that she might use one of their gigs as an opportunity for a date.

Then again, if that was the case then Harrington had absolutely failed to get her attention throughout the night. He held a smug satisfaction for the way that Marcie’s gaze had been glued to him during the entire set. Now that he thought about it, perhaps that had been the cause of his distraction. He felt somewhat strange for thinking it, but he could’ve sworn there was something different in her eyes tonight, something strangely resembling desire.

Eddie shook his head to dislodge the thought before it could settle, rushing to finish the job so that he could assess the dynamic between the pair for himself. It took longer than usual to pack up without his head in the game, but eventually they finished loading the van and he was able to re-enter the bar. He pushed through the crowd that had begun to gather for the next act looking for any sign of the trio, but was only able to find Marcie and Robin near the door.

Robin was standing protectively by Marcie, who was half sat, half leaned against a bar stool clutching her ankle. They both seemed in high spirits still, talking loudly and laughing together, but something seemed off about his friend that caused him to rush over to join them.

“Hey, Marce. Are you alright?” He blurted the moment that he reached them and Robin startled as if she hadn’t noticed him coming.

“Eddie!” Marcie breezed, turning to him with a familiar sense of delight that indicated she had been drinking rather heavily. “I’m totally fine. I might’ve just missed the step coming out of the restrooms and given my ankle a little roll. Fortunately, the whiskey has numbed all pain.”

“Unfortunately, she’s walking like a wounded animal.” Robin cut in, throwing her a long suffering look that hinted she had been the one to force her into a seat. “She’s sprained it, but apparently doesn’t think that should stop her from dancing. We’re gonna take her home before she really hurts herself.”

Eddie chuckled at her enthusiasm, especially when she stuck out her tongue at Robin. It was exactly the kind of behaviour he would expect from drunk Marcie. She was the kind of person who wouldn’t let anything ruin a great night, but judging from the heaviness of her blinks and the slight sway in her position, they were correct in deciding that the time had come to remove her.

“Getting high of your own supply again, Hells Bells?” He teased, a fond smile filling his lips.

“You know it.” She answered with a devious expression, opening her jacket to reveal the trusty flask he’d bought for her last Christmas. “You guys were great tonight. You really tapped into your rockstar performance. The way you handled that guitar-”

“-Had girls swooning. Other girls!” Robin interjected.

Eddie raised his brows in surprise at her flirtatious attitude, wondering exactly what she would’ve said if not interrupted. Robin made a conscious effort to catch her friend's attention, her eyes wide in warning as if silently instructing her to keep quiet. Marcie giggled to herself, amused by her antics.

Eddie opened his mouth to question how they were getting home, when the answer rushed through the door. Harrington seemed flustered as he jogged to Robin’s side, barely even noticing Eddie’s presence as he turned his concern to Marcie.

“I’ve moved the car out front, but security is only giving me a couple of minutes so we need to be quick.” He explained, looking sceptical of her speed when she stood and immediately winced. “Okay. You know what? Hold on.”

Without warning, he crouched to lift Marcie and threw her gracelessly over his shoulder. 

“Steve!” She squealed in shock, before releasing a slurred laugh as she dangled over his back. Eddie felt his temper rising at how casually he handled her and when Robin moved to wave goodbye, he couldn’t prevent the words from escaping.

“Woah! Hold on a second.” He spat, grabbing Harrington’s arm to hold him in place. “What’s your plan here? You can’t take her home like that. Her mom will freak.”

Whilst Harrington focused on analysing him, Robin appeared as if she had only just considered this problem. Eddie held his rival’s gaze, struggling to contain the need to rip Marcie out of his grip as he willed himself to use his words instead. His hands clenched at his sides as he forced his attention away from the places that Harrington was gripping her.

“He’s right. Her mom is cool with most things, but she’ll be pissed that she got drunk enough to injure herself. She at least needs some time to sober up.” Robin conceded, drawing the attention of Harrington who observed her with confusion. “I could take her back to mine?”

“Yeah? Your parent’s cool with your friends getting too wasted to walk?” Eddie questioned, waiting a few moments for Robin to shake her head in a defeated manner.

“I’m fine!” Marcie slurred, attempting to fidget out of the tight hold. “And perfectly capable of my own choices, thank you. Put me down, Steve!”

“She can crash at mine.” Harrington suggested, ignoring the squirming of the girl on his shoulder despite Robin’s obvious disapproval. “I’ve got a spare room and my parents are away. I’ll drive her home in the morning. No harm, no foul.”

“Absolutely not!” Eddie growled, his voice filled with an intensity that caused both of the people before him to flinch. “Look, I’m the one who lives closest. I’ll drive her back to mine, she can put her foot on ice, hang until she’s sobered up and walk back when she’s ready.”

Marcie’s friends turned to face him with scepticism, as if they were aware of something that he was not. They didn’t answer this suggestion for a few moments, instead peering at each other in silent conversation, until Marcie gagged from being held on her stomach and Robin grew tired of watching Harrington hold her captive.

“Steve, put her down before she pukes all over you.” She warned, reaching out to assist him in lowering her to the ground delicately so that she wouldn’t fall. “I can tell my parents I’m staying at Marcie’s and come back with you. You’ve still got a few movies from the store to catch up on. We can make it into a sleepover. What do you think, Marce?”

There was something about the way that Robin pushed this idea on her friend, gripping her shoulders to focus her attention, that didn’t sit right with Eddie. Behind her, Harrington gave her a meaningful look too, as if they were both encouraging her toward the decision. Though he was sure that their intentions were good, he couldn’t deny the feeling that she wasn’t being given a choice and couldn’t understand why they would blatantly ignore his offer.

“Guys, as much as I love your company between work and school, I think I’ve seen quite enough of you lately.” Marcie answered, her words bleeding into each other from the effects of the whiskey. “I want to go with Eddie. He’ll take care of me.” 

For a few moments, Eddie faltered as she turned her half lidded gaze to him with a dozy smile. His heart skipped a beat, hardly able to believe that she had so clearly chosen him and he couldn’t help returning her smile.

“If that’s what you want, then I’d be happy to have you.” He offered, relishing the way that her eyes lit up at his words. “She can take my bed if needed. It’s only a short walk home and Wayne’s working tonight so no one even has to know that she was there.”

“Oh, I’m sure her mom would love that.” Robin grumbled, her arms crossed over her chest as she seemed to struggle to decide whether she was more annoyed by his behaviour, or Marcie’s.

“Actually, she’s pretty cool about her staying out, as long as she’s kept updated. Just pass a message that she’s staying at yours. Her mom won’t even care.” He countered, noticing that Robin didn’t seem convinced. “She slept at mine when she got spiked, too. I know how to cover for her. It’ll just sound better coming from you.”

Harrington nudged her side, quirking his brow in silent question and Robin sighed in defeat as she noticed that her friend was still smiling at Eddie in delight.

“It’s her decision. She trusts him, she said she wants to go with him, so we should respect that.” Harrington muttered, barely loud enough for Eddie to hear as he leaned closer to check on Marcie.

“I parked at the back to load up the equipment. You gonna be okay to walk that far?” He asked in a hushed tone, and she rolled her eyes.

“I only sprained my ankle, Eddie.” She chuckled, shaking her head at his concern. “It might take me a bit longer than usual, but the fresh air will do me some good anyway.”

“If you say so. I just didn’t want anyone accusing me of not treating a lady in the way that I should.” He teased, winking at her and noticing that a rosy blush spread across her cheeks.

“You wouldn’t know what to do with a lady, even if you found one.” She retorted, issuing a challenge without even realising it.

“Fine. She’s all yours.” Robin announced, turning back from whispering with her conspirator and Eddie couldn’t prevent a smug smile from spreading across his face.

“Alright, my lady. Your chariot awaits!” He announced, dipping down to meet her before she could protest.

When he lifted her from the ground he made a point of demonstrating that his treatment of her was far more careful than Harrington’s had been. He balanced her in a bridal style carry, pausing for a moment to reestablish his balance from the additional weight before navigating only slightly clumsily out of the door.

“You’re a nutcase, Munson!” Marcie giggled in his embrace.

Her arms came to rest around his shoulders and her head nuzzled into his neck, as if she were hiding from the cold of the nighttime air. It was strangely nostalgic to have her this close to him, but he knew that he couldn’t show too much joy for this situation as he felt her two friends following closely behind.

When he reached the van, he lowered her into the passenger seat, taking extra care to ensure that he didn’t bump her injured foot and turned to find Robin lurking behind him as if she was waiting to check on her. In a bid to keep the peace, he stepped aside to allow them to catch up whilst Harrington seized the opportunity to grill him on everything he’d had to drink tonight to prove that he was safe to drive.

Stepping closer to the van, Robin leaned against the door to examine her clearly incapacitated friend. Although she knew that she had promised not to hold her responsible for the events of the evening, she couldn’t help feeling as if she had somehow let her down by allowing her to end up in Eddie’s care and for her own peace of mind, she needed to confirm one final time that this was the correct decision. 

“Are you sure you’re good with this, Marcie?” She asked quietly, her brows knitting together in concern. “I thought you didn’t want to be alone with Eddie?” She questioned, noticing that in her current state Marcie seemed thoroughly confused at this suggestion.

“Eddie will look after me! Eddie always looks after me.” She stated in a tone of minor offence, but seeming to notice the worry in her friend’s face, she flashed her an understanding smile. “I’ll be fine, Robs. I promise. I’m just having a moment of weakness. This isn’t your fault. I’m not mad at you and I won’t be tomorrow. You can go home.”

Though reassured by her surprisingly clear consent, Robin hesitated for a few moments longer until she noticed Eddie making his way around to the driver's side. She quickly checked her friend's seatbelt, then faced her with a forced smile.

“Alright, Marce. You deserve a night off from your heartbreak.” She breathed, despite a tightening in her chest. “But if he does anything to upset you, I’m going to take a page from your book and come after him with a baseball bat. Capiche?”

“Capiche.” Marcie laughed. “Night, Robs.”

♫  ♠  ♫

Eddie had his hands literally full with attempting to coordinate unlocking the door to his trailer, whilst also keeping Marcie upright. With only one hand available to grip her, he wrapped an arm around her waist and clung to her hip as she sagged against him, mentally willing the door to give him a break.

Unfortunately for him, the fresh air had only caused the alcohol in her system to take further effect and she seemed significantly more drunk than she had at the bar. Now he had her complete lack of inhibitions to contend with alongside her injury.

Without warning, the door swung open and they practically fell inside, Eddie barely managing to catch Marcie before she face-planted the floor. He paused to prop her against a wall, instructing her not to move before turning back to lock up for the night.

He was so distracted with the task that he failed to even notice her moving around behind him. In fact, he was practically completely lost in his own thoughts on his next move as he seemed to only just have considered how strange this situation was after she had been avoiding him for weeks. 

It occurred to him now that he might have scored the perfect opportunity to ply the truth from her, but a small, niggling part of him wondered if the truth was really something that he wanted to hear. Not fully present in the moment, Eddie turned slowly toward the living room and slid off his denim jacket, followed by his leather jacket, throwing them both onto the couch where he realised he would likely be sleeping tonight. 

It was only when he spun back to where Marcie had been standing that it dawned on him something was wrong, something he never would have imagined in a million years would happen to him. He froze to the spot, his eyes widening to an extent that he was sure they hadn’t ever before.

In the time that she’d been unsupervised, Marcie had dropped her jeans to the ground and stepped out of them. Her t-shirt was already making its way over her head, thankfully giving way to a tight silk camisole that protected at least some of her modesty. However, the length of this garment failed to cover the very small pair of black lace panties that were currently on display to him, cutting over her perfect ass in a way that made his mouth fall open.

Eddie wanted to speak, to say anything to interrupt her, but the words seemed to fail him. He stuttered the syllables, desperate to prove to himself that he wasn’t a creep, but no sound emerged. Instead, he found himself staring as she threaded her hands under the delicate straps of her cami to fish out a bra that matched the panties, throwing it onto a dining chair in a mind blowing method that somehow kept her breasts covered the entire time.

Unable to allow this to continue any further, Eddie suddenly sprung into action as he leapt forward to grab her arms before she could remove anything else.

“Woah, woah!” He cried as he hurried into her space and she startled as if she had only just realised that he was present. “Christ, stop! What are you doing?”

“Eddie!” She gasped in surprise. “Don’t be a perv! Get out of my room.” She slurred her words, but the annoyance in her face cracked some of the tension between them.

“You’re in my trailer, Marce.” He chuckled, before his gaze was drawn downward by her attempting to cross her arms over herself despite her complete lack of coordination.

Through the thin fabric of the cami, Eddie caught sight of something he knew he absolutely should not have seen. The smallest sparkle of silver was visible on either side of her chest, its placement easily translating to Eddie who had spent more than his fair share of time staring at alternative models in magazines.

Eddie’s mouth rapidly became dry and he struggled to swallow the lump that had risen in his throat. He willed himself not to stare, already noticing that his pants seemed tighter and he shifted his grip on Marcie to hold her slightly further from him. He strained to think about anything other than the undeniable nipple piercings she had that were wreaking havoc on his mind, tearing his gaze from her altogether before he could say or do anything that he would later regret.

“Fuck me.” He cursed under his breath as he released her to search the room for anything that could remove the distraction.

At the bottom of a pile of old clothes, he managed to find a practically vintage trucker t-shirt of Wayne’s that was several sizes too big. Throwing it roughly over Marcie’s head, he was relieved to find that it covered both the piercings and her panties, the length coming down to her knees on her thin frame. 

“Better.” He choked out in a voice that was obviously strained, but Marcie seemed entirely too inebriated to notice. “Come on. You need some sleep.”

“M’not tired.” She grumbled, rubbing at her eyes and spreading an exceptional amount of black eye shadow all over the back of her hand.

Despite already being stained with more substances than Eddie cared to name, he worried how his sheets would fare against this amount of dark makeup. Unsure what he would be able to supply to assist in properly removing it, he decided that it was better for her to discover tomorrow morning that he’d at least tried to meet her needs.

With a heavy sigh, he wrapped an arm around her waist to lead her toward the bathroom. Squeezing into the tight space, he leaned her against the counter and busied himself with searching for a clean washcloth. After soaking it under the tap, he returned his attention to her face as he attempted to push aside her unruly locks. 

“You have so much hair.” He remarked, pushing as much as he could behind her ears to prevent drenching her. 

“Rich coming from you.” She scoffed and he could only smile at this entirely fair retaliation. 

“Alright. Sit still. I need to get some of this war paint off.” 

Marcie attempted to argue with him, but was quickly silenced when he pushed the cloth to her face. Regardless of his best efforts to be delicate, he couldn’t help some degree of clumsiness in his movements. The more that he wiped at her skin, the more the makeup seemed to simply push around and when he rinsed the cloth under the water, he chuckled under his breath at the state of her.

Instead of revealing clean skin as he’d hoped, she now resembled a child who had been wearing face paint in the hot summer sun. Concentrating his energy on the black eyeshadow and dark lipstick that would undoubtedly get everywhere, he managed to remove a reasonable amount, but eventually had to accept that soap and water couldn’t hold up against the staining under her eyes. 

When he finished, he rinsed the cloth again of the murky water, before he was distracted at the sight of the only hair tie that he owned. He spun Marcie around to face the mirror so that he could go to battle against her waist length locks. 

“Eddie! What did you do?” She slurred, leaning closer to the mirror whilst he gently yanked her back by her hair. “I look like a panda!” 

“Pandas are cute.” He chuckled, but the moment he removed his grip on her when he finished his task, she whipped around to flash him an annoyed pout. “Only so much I can do with soap and water. I don’t exactly have many lady visitors, Marce. You can’t say I didn’t try.” 

Marcie moved to storm out of the bathroom, but lost her balance almost immediately and Eddie shook his head as he swooped her into his arms again. 

“Easy, Sweetheart. Let’s get you to bed.” 

It was a challenge to navigate the narrow halls of the trailer with her laid across his chest, but he stuck with it anyway, knowing that it would take far longer to herd her back toward the bedroom. He almost tripped over the mess of clothes on the floor, barging his way over to the bed where he lowered her down as if she was made of glass. 

Finally tired enough to stop fighting him, Marcie sank into place as he lifted the covers over her in satisfaction. Her eyelids began to flutter closed from the moment that her head hit the pillow and he couldn’t resist hesitating for a moment, gently stroking the hair back from her face. However, when he turned to leave, she startled awake. 

“Where are you going?” She gasped, gripping onto his wrist with as much strength as she could muster and he spun back around to face her with a fond smile. 

“The couch.” He stated in a nonchalant manner. “You can have the bed, my lady.” 

“No. I don’t want you to go.” She slurred, causing Eddie to freeze to the spot for the second time tonight. 

Her brows were furrowed together with stubbornness, as if she hadn’t imagined for a second that he would leave her until now. By stark contrast, he had been deadly serious when he advised her friends of the sleeping arrangements. Sure, they had shared a bed before, but things were different nowadays. He hadn’t considered doing that again tonight at all and the very thought caused him to gulp. 

“I’m not gonna be far, Marce. Just the other side of the trailer.” He chuckled awkwardly, but her expression was unmoved. “You’re really drunk and I’m trying to respect your space. I really don’t mind the couch.” 

“But…I don’t want to be alone.” She admitted, her determination giving way to a vulnerability that caused his breath to catch in his throat. “Please stay with me, Eddie. Like old times.” 

Eddie’s stomach flipped at her words, his mind struggling to decide what the moral thing was to do. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t been in this exact situation with her in the past. He’d slept at her side when she got spiked, despite being sober himself, but that was mostly because he was afraid she might choke to death during the night. Then there was the night when the power went out and she ran to his trailer in fear of the storm. She’d demonstrated that she was comfortable with this arrangement before, but since she’d been avoiding him, he was unsure whether she would regret it in the morning.

He fidgeted on the spot as he agonised over the decision, but when his eyes met hers again, he felt his resolve begin to crumble. There was a sadness in them that he hadn’t seen before, something deep and hidden that made it almost impossible to deny her. He glanced back toward the couch again, before a defeated sigh left his lips. 

“Alright. You win.” He mumbled, watching as visible relief washed over her. 

Eddie switched off the light then removed his jeans, leaving his T-shirt on. He nudged Marcie to move her over so that he could climb in beside her, and was careful to ensure that he left plenty of space between them. It felt strange to stay so far apart, when they had spent the night snuggled into each other for warmth one winter when they couldn’t afford to heat the trailers. 

In the silence of the night, he stared at the ceiling unable to sleep. Where this would previously have been comfortable, he found himself feeling self conscious, worrying that he might have overstepped by bringing her to his home at all. The only sound to distract his wandering mind was Marcie’s breathing that grew steadily deeper and slower. 

Eddie couldn’t be sure how long they had laid there, when she shuffled closer to his side. Delicately, she leaned her head against his shoulder, one of her hands wrapping around his upper arm in a reserved embrace. Without thinking, he leaned his head toward her too, his jaw coming to rest on the top of her head and allowing him to breathe in the sweet scent of her hair. 

“I miss this.” She whispered, her voice barely even registering against the crushing silence of his bedroom. 

“Me too.” 

The confession escaped before he could stop himself, relieved when he felt her smile against him. Her breathing grew heavier still, indicating that she was battling against sleep and he debated whether it would be taking advantage of her condition to ask why she had been avoiding him. 

“I wish it could be like this all the time.” She admitted in a slow, sleepy voice and Eddie couldn’t resist the opportunity that she had presented him with.

“It can.” He muttered. “I don’t know why it ever changed.” 

“Because of the secret.” She slurred between deep sighs that almost sounded as if she was talking in her sleep. 

“What?” He questioned, his stomach dropping with nerves. “What secret?”

After a few moments without a response, he lifted his head to glance down at her, only to find that she had finally succumbed to her alcohol driven exhaustion. Eddie cursed under his breath. If he had thought that he was going to struggle to sleep before, he had no idea how energised this teasing comment would make him. 

He looked down at her dozing off, her face tucked into him as if it was the most comfortable place that she could be. It was the longest that he’d ever been able to stare at her, especially this close. Even with her hair messed up and eyeliner smeared down her face, he couldn’t help thinking how beautiful she was. It took a few more moments of admiring her before he acknowledged that a fleeting thought of kissing her at the back of his mind had grown to be all consuming. 

Wait. Shit! 

This was Marcie he was thinking about. The same girl who had given him wedgies when they were kids; the one who stuck chopsticks in her mouth and did walrus impressions; who almost got arrested with him one summer for a ridiculous firework prank and got sick on the waltzers at the last fair. She was his best friend, his partner in crime. He couldn’t ever risk doing anything to jeopardise what they had. 

However, he couldn’t deny what he felt as he noticed how peaceful she looked sleeping on his shoulder. He wanted to kiss her. 

Now that he considered it, it wasn’t the first time this thought had occurred to him. There had been numerous moments in the last few years where he had found himself wondering what it would be like to cross the boundary of friendship. Each time they had come close, it had been harder to pull himself back from the edge. The last time she slept over, he’d had to put himself through a cold shower after she left to try to clear his head. 

As hard as he tried to deny that anything had changed between them, he supposed it wasn’t unreasonable for him to have doubts. She was arguably the only person who he had allowed to get close to him in his entire life. She knew his darkest secrets, and he knew hers. They had comforted each other during the worst times, celebrated together during the best. It was inevitable that she would become important to him and it was only natural that he might wonder at the nature of their bond. It didn’t have to mean that he wanted more. 

Marcie shuffled closer in her sleep, her arm draping across his waist and he lifted his arm to allow her to snuggle into his chest. At this angle her head tilted slightly toward him, positioning her face exactly into the moonlight that streamed in through the window. 

In the dim light of the room, Eddie found himself utterly fixated on her lips. He was consumed by the thought of kissing her, acutely aware of every part where their bodies touched. Delicately, he reached out to tuck her fuzzy hair behind her ear, lingering his touch for a few seconds on her jaw. 

Her lips parted for a moment, a drunken mutter escaping that he couldn’t quite make out. His heart leapt into his throat as he replayed the sound in his mind and was almost able to convince himself that she had said his name. He watched as her lashes fluttered indicating that she was dreaming, only finding himself hoping that it was about him. 

Regardless of what he might tell himself, one thing was clear to Eddie at that moment: he had already passed the boundary of friendship a long time ago.

#Eddie Munson #Robin Buckley #Steve Harrington #Jonathan Byers #Nancy Wheeler #Mike Wheeler #Will Byers #Dustin Henderson #Lucas Sinclair #Max Mayfield #Stranger Things #OC #Netflix #fanfic #fanfiction #Original Character #Wanted Dead Or Alive #eddie munson x you #Eddie Munson x reader #Eddie Munson x OC #Eddie Munson fanfic #Eddie Munson series #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things rewrite #Eddie doesn’t die #fix it #Eddie Munson death fix it #best friends to lovers

[elgringo300]

I would very much like to see the ttrpg you made.

ok so:

The point is that its a generic setting, poker card-based RPG. No dice or anything but poker cards allowed.

Your character has 4 Primary Attributes and four Social Attributes, one for each suit. The Primary Attributes are Strength, Reflex, Mind, and Magic. The Social Attributes are Intimidation, Persuasion, Insight, and Deception. Each Attribute has a value from -2 to +2.

You start each Scene with a hand of 7 cards. When you want to make a skill check, the GM will come up with a Target Number(TN), something between 3 and 7. To succeed, you must play as many cards as the TN. Cards which match the suit of the appropriate attribute count as two. You add the Attribute's number to the play at the end. Thats the core of the system. You succeed if: (Number of Cards) + (1 for each Attribute suit) + (Attribute Modifier) > TN

Aces don't count as cards, but instead double the value of the rest of the play.

(so if you want to move a boulder, that might be a STR 4 check. You can play one Clubs and two Diamonds, and that adds up to 4. Or you could play one Clubs and one Ace, and the Ace would double the Clubs to make 4.)

A Scene is whatever the GM decides is a Scene. During combat, a Scene lasts for one round. You draw a new hand at the beginning of each scene.

For movement, each player can move three spaces on their turn. You can discard a card from your hand to move three more spaces.

In combat, you can only perform an action on your turn, but you can react as many times as you want, as long as you have cards in your hand.

Instead of health, each player can take four Wounds before entering Borrowed Time. When you're in Borrowed Time, each round you decide whether to stay conscious or not. If you choose stay conscious, draw a card from the deck. If its black, you stay conscious and its fine, but if its red, you take another Wound.

For every Wound you take, the maximum number of cards in your hand is reduced by one. If you take eight Wounds, you die.

Armor takes Wounds for you. Every round, if you aren't adjacent to an enemy, you recover all your Armor Points(AP). Light Armor has one AP, and stupid heavy armor can have 4.

NPC's get a pile of cards called their Stance. Whenever they do anything(attack, defend, whatever) they spend a card from their Stance. Their Stance recovers completely every Round, minus any Wounds they may have taken. If it runs out, they can't do anything. A grunt probably only has a Stance of 2 or 3, but a boss might have 10. Same movement rules as players applies to NPC's.

Also Magic! It gets a whole stat! The way magic works is you have as much mana as your Magic Stat, and you can spend it to do spells and things. Every round, you regenerate all your Mana up to the value of MAG. You can also perform spells that regenerate mana - meaning you can have more mana than your MAG stat at a time. This will hopefully mean players will learn spells more powerful than a character of their level can comfortably cast.

And here's the character sheet if you want:

I also have a modified version to fit my Sky Isles of Venus setting, but that version is much less developed. The most important thing I change is the implementation of a class system with two layers: Class and Heritage - where Class is your typical Class(tank, rogue, etc) and Heritage is the isle you come from, which would flavor your Class with certain unique abilities.

On top of that, I'm not so certain if using a hand of cards fits non-combat situations very well, since those are usually characterized by spontaneity and roleplay improv, instead of strategy. So I might replace the non-combat skill check with a Draw One Card and Compare skill check, which is basically the equivalent of a die roll. Of course, figuring out if that is necessary requires testing, which is something I have not been able to do.

I've been developing this on and off for three years now, I think, and I've pretty much polished it as much as possible without testing, which makes it so much more annoying that nobody I know wants to play it. I tried testing it online, and just didn't enjoy the online TTRPG experience. Maybe I could try it again, but I've pretty much accepted that unless my IRL friend group suddenly has a lot of time on their hands (we're all electrical engineering majors) I'm just not gonna be able to test this for a long time.

#thanks for asking!! #hopefully i didn't dump too much in one post for you #i've done my best to describe this RPG in as few words as possible #tho towards the end i did add some emotional exclamations #i felt like the post was getting really boring #i also have a rules doc if you wanna see that #but i figured it would be redundant since i just explained the rules

[making-dough]

“ Good evening, Farina. I see we meet again. ” With everyone at attendance at this party, this was both somewhat expected and not expected at all. Yes, they'd have to both be there, but surely, this number of people meant it would be less likely they'd find each other in the masses?

Some things never change, he supposes. “ I don't suppose your pegasus would be able to find us, small as we might be? ”

After all, looking upwards reveals the venue opens up to the skies themselves, a twinkling nightscape illuminating the ball below. Students and faculty members alike could at times be found flying overhead with the fairy wings from the boutique located nearby.

♠ - In all honestly, she'd been more surprised to see Kent here at this party, even with all the folks here. He'd always seemed more like the sort to stay married to his work, which, well, might be alright. If you didn't have much of a life. To be honest, this kinda gig seemed more like his buddy Sain's kinda jam. If you just took a moment to ignore what he'd most likely be doing.

Well, all that aside, it'd be kinda rude not to respond. "Yo, Kent! Same here. Nice seeing ya around!", she grinned, offering the red knight a friendly wave. And then promptly frowned a little in thought as she took in his question.

"Murph? Guess he could." She knows he's been able to find her from way further than she'd thought he could before. She knows better than to underestimate her mount's sense of smell. "Except...I wouldn't want to be covered in pegasus slobber, would you?", She added with a grimace of disgust. Right now, they're just small enough that they'd more than fit in a horse's mouth. Legends knows she'd be still stinking of pegasus drool for weeks on end.

Okay, taking a moment to distract herself from thoughts of a sudden pegasus-drool full-body bath, the pegasus knight turned her gaze up towards the sparkling nightscape... and the students and staff flying around on sparkling fairy wings. Well, there's an idea. "Never gone flying unmounted before.", Farina suddenly declared, grinning widely and turning to offer Kent a hand in invitation, with the blue water mark visible even through her glove. "Always a first time for everything. You game?"

#toaball2023 #liegebound #{ended up being a fun little mental image. thanks for sending. ahahah~!} #lightning flower

[rosemaze-reveries]

Meeting their family for the first time

🌹♥♠👑🍎🐲🦇⚔⚡

🌹 Riddle - Mrs. Rosehearts stares down at you with her nose upturned and her arms folded over her chest, before her eyes shift over to her son. “Riddle, by now I’d hoped you understood the importance of eliminating all distractions from your schoolwork.” But she’s not fully dismissive of you yet: she asks if she could look over your resumé or portfolio. What? You didn't bring either of those? Well, now this is on you. She doesn’t approve.

♥ Ace - Endless teasing from his older brother. Ace thought he had it bad when his brother found out about the girlfriend he had in middle school, but now that he’s a little older, and has started a more serious relationship, it’s ten times worse. Immediately after you walk into the Trappola estate, the brother is standing there with a shit-eating grin on, holding a cake with the words “Ace is a big boy now!” written in red icing.

♠ Deuce - His mom’s eyes mist over when she first sees Deuce standing by your side. He looks so grown up! His hair is combed, his clothes aren’t ripped, he’s come so far with his magic, and he looks happier than ever. Mrs. Spade sends you the sweetest smile and ushers you to sit down. She wants to hear everything about you.

👑 Vil - It’s difficult to arrange a meeting with Eric Venue, but he manages to fit a dinner with you into his busy schedule. You half expect that this world-famous actor you’re meeting might be stern and patronizing, but he turns out to be quite down-to-earth and pleasant to talk to. At the end of the night, he pulls you aside to firmly shake your hand and say: “You know, the way Vil’s eyes light up whenever he looks at you is something I seldom see from him. I hope you know that.”

🍎 Epel - The Felmiers are a big, tight-knit family, and they’re quick to accept you as one of them. His grandpa takes you out to their apple orchard and tells you his entire life story along with their farm’s history, while his grandma insists on teaching you how to make their famous apple jam. Somehow, the other villagers hear about Epel bringing home a “guest” and one by one they show up at the farm to greet you. A small meeting with his family turns into an impromptu village party. Mrs. Felmier packs a case full of apple juice for you to take home and sends you off with a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek.

🐲 Malleus - An audience with the Queen! She keeps a polite front in your presence, but it’s no secret that she’s a little old-fashioned when human-fae relationships are concerned. Besides, no one knows the tragic story of the Witch of Thorns and her human lover better than her. She watches from a window as Malleus shows you his beloved rose garden, and one thing is clear: he’s madly in love with you. She only hopes you won’t break his heart.

🦇 Lilia - Your first meeting with his family also serves as his first meeting in years. It’s a tense and emotional reunion, worsened by the fact that this takes place during the war. Both parents are extremely untrusting of you, a human, and no words can describe their disappointment that their son has “defected” to the humans’ side. His father is appreciative that Lilia allowed some closure for their family, but then requests that he never visit them again.

⚔ Silver - You’ve met Lilia before. You also know he and Silver are close, almost like best friends—finding out the reality of their relationship sends you for a loop. That eccentric little fae has really been Silver’s father this whole time? Your friendship with Lilia happened organically so when you corner him in a fit of shock with a million questions about Silver, he claps and says, “Oh, right! We never told you?”

⚡ Sebek - The only thing that can cross your mind when you see his parents is “She’s tall...”. Sebek is the spitting image of his mother. She towers above you with a wide, excitable smile on her face, absolutely fascinated by this little human her son brought home. Mr. Zigvolt is very chill and pleased to see that Sebek has found another human besides Silver to spend his time with. The Zigvolts are a little over-friendly, and a little weird, but their household radiates warmth for sure.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #vil schoenheit #epel felmier #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt

[margeretmary]

☽ Lilith in the 1st House ☾

♠ This is my first Tumblr post! ♠

♠ All opinions are my own, and you may not resonate with them ♠

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

❥    Those born with Lilith in their first house, are meant to embody the divine Lilith in human form. Their beauty literally startles you. These are the kinds of girls who might catch you off guard, leaving you speechless and unable to even form sentences or respond to them. Lilith's beauty is extremely different from the sweet/charming/heavenly beauty you might associate with Venus-influenced natives. Their beauty is tantalizing, stunning, and seductive. It almost scares others, or makes them uncomfortable, yet they cannot seem to look away. Everywhere you go PEOPLE STARE, they literally can’t help it, and it is impossible to go unnoticed in public. As you walking by people will do double takes, if you enter a room all eyes will be on you, you get the feeling of constantly being watched

❥  These women are the definition of a femme fatale. They make others nervous and insecure in their presence, and at the same mesmerized and fascinated.

❥    Extremely prominent eyebrows and eyes. Lilith natives will come to realize the power they have through eye contact. They are able to intimidate, seduce, and manipulate with simply a glance, wether they mean to or not. Darker eyes: Natalie Portman/Sharon Tate have this placement, and in photos their eyes carry this dark mystery, they are almost cat-like. Lighter eyes: Billie Eilish, even blueish/green/gray eyes have this captivation to them that is quite intimidating, yet they draw you in.

❥.  Lilith natives generally have extremely strong/firm bone structures/face shape. Often have super sharp jawlines. Prominent eyebrows, eyes curve up at the ends, long/curved nose, plump lips (top is usually shaped, bottom extremely full).

❥   Bodies are usually slim/slender and super tall. They might have long legs and arms, or a long torso. Yet also super voluptuous. Again, think Billie Eilish. Natives will often try to hide their bodies, voluptuous or not; this is usually a defense mechanism against sexualization or criticism in general which happens extremely often. To the outsider the native seems super comfortable and confident in their skin, but on the inside they are often uncomfortable in their skin, or the reactions they garner from showing their skin.

#lilith #lilith in the 1st house #astrology #astrology observations

[simp41ida]

heyyy. would you be able to write iida and a reader who is apart of a big hero family (like everyone is a hero) but they dont talk about it and what would happen if iida was to find out by accident (like the readers brother comes over unannounced or something) (the reader keeps it quiet as they dont want to be held up to a certain standard and wants to be their own hero not like their family :) )

warnings: literally none

notes: this is actually a great idea and i love it so much. sorry i took so long to write it since i’ve been inactive for a while <33

it's not that you're ashamed of your family or anything of the sort.

that would be incredibly rude considering they'd done nothing to deserve that.

you just don't like talking about them in front of anyone - no matter who they are to you.

if you plan to tell someone of your plans to become a pro hero in the future, you typically don't associate your family with the whole conversation.

iida asked if you guys could spend the night at your house because he thought it would be fun

you agreed because your parents were out of town (on a hero thing but you didn’t tell him that)

your brother had moved out many years ago so you thought that it was a good plan

first you guys made some popcorn and watched some sort of documentary on dogs because 1. it was about dogs and 2. iida had been wanting to watch it for weeks but thought it would be boring on his own

second you guys talked about things that you wouldn’t talk about at school

things like the traits you guys didn’t like about your peers

(iida has a lot to say about this but that can be for another time)

third you guys made something to eat because you thought it would be fun to see how it turned out

since iida actually knows how to read directions it wasn’t as bad as you’d think it was coming from a ton of high schoolers

you guys made a cake (if you don’t like cake think of something that you enjoy eating)

while you guys were eating your cake your door unlocked (to be honest you thought there was a burglar and hid behind iida)

when your brother opened the door, you peeked your head out from behind the tall boy

iida was all like “y/n why is there a pro hero in your house?”

your brother was a little sad but he understood

you replied to him like “iida, that’s my brother”

when he asked you why you never told him you answered him with “it was never really relevant to any situation and i didn’t want to have to prove that i can be better than him”

after your brother left iida wanted to comfort you

he said “you know i would never hold you up to any standards, right?”

and you guys ended up cuddling before going to bed

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Cross: † ✞ ♰ ♱ ☨ ✙ ✚ ✛ ✜ ✠

Chi Rho: ☧ 

Egyptian Ankh: ☥ 

Farsi symbol: ☫ 

Adi Shakti: ☬ 

Rub el Hizb: ۞

Veganism: Ⓥ

Star of David: ✡︎

Weather and Temperature

Snowflakes: ✺  ❅ ❆ ❉  Lightning: ϟ ☇  Thunderstorm: ☈ Celsius: ℃ Fahrenheit: ℉ Degree: °

Umbrella: ☂︎

Moon phases:

Full: ● Waning gibbous: ⊂ Last/third quarter: ◐ Waning crescent: ☾ New: ○ Waxing crescent: ☽ First quarter: ◑ Waxing gibbous: ⊃

Stars and planets:

Stars: ⋆ ✢ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ✧ ╰☆╮✩ ✪ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✯ ✰ ★ ✱ ✲ ✵ ✶ ✷ ✸ ❈ ✹ ✻ ✼ ❊ ❋ ⍟

Sun: ❂ ☼  ⊙ ☉

Mercury: ☿  Venus: ♀  Earth: ♁  Mars: ♂  Jupiter: ♃  Saturn: ♄  Uranus: ♅  Neptune: ♆  Pluto: ♇ 

Aries: ♈︎ Taurus: ♉︎ Gemini: ♊︎  Cancer: ♋︎ Leo: ♌︎ Virgo: ♍︎ Libra: ♎︎ Scorpio: ♏︎ Sagittarius: ♐︎ Capricorn: ♑︎ Aquarius: ♒︎ Pisces: ♓︎

Chess and cards:

King: ♔ ♚ Queen: ♕ ♛ Rook: ♖ ♜ Bishop: ♗ ♝ Knight: ♘ ♞ Pawn: ♙ ♟  Spade: ♤ ♠ Heart: ♡ ♥ Diamond: ♢ ♦ Club: ♧ ♣ Shogi pice: ☖ ☗

Cards: 🂠 🂡 🂢 🂣 🂤 🂥 🂦 🂧 🂨 🂩 🂪 🂫 🂬 🂭 🂮 🂱 🂲 🂳 🂴 🂵 🂶 🂷 🂸 🂹 🂺 🂻 🂼 🂽 🂾 🃁 🃂 🃃 🃄 🃅 🃆 🃇 🃈 🃉 🃊 🃋 🃌 🃍 🃎 🃑 🃒 🃓 🃔 🃕 🃖 🃗 🃘 🃙 🃚 🃛 🃜 🃝 🃞 🃟

Dominoes: 🀰 �� 🀲 🀳 🀴 🀵 🀶 🀷 🀸 🀹 🀺 🀻 🀼 🀽 🀾 🀿 🁀 🁁 🁂 🁃 🁄 🁅 🁆 🁇 🁈 🁉 🁊 🁋 🁌 🁍 🁎 🁏 🁐 🁑 🁒 🁓 🁔 🁕 🁖 🁗 🁘 🁙 🁚 🁛 🁜 🁝 🁞 🁟 🁠 🁡 🁢 🁣 🁤 🁥 🁦 🁧 🁨 🁩 🁪 🁫 🁬 🁭 🁮 🁯 🁰 🁱 🁲 🁳 🁴 🁵 🁶 🁷 🁸 🁹 🁺 🁻 🁼 🁽 🁾 🁿 🂀 🂁 🂂 🂃 🂄 🂅 🂆 🂇 🂈 🂉 🂊 🂋 🂌 🂍 🂎 🂏 🂐 🂑 🂒 🂓

Music:

Quarter note:♩ Eight note: ♪ Beamed eighth notes: ♫  Beamed sixteenth notes: ♬  Music flat sign: ♭  Musical natural sign: ♮  Music sharp sign: ♯ 

Quotation marks:

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♥  ❥ ❦ ❧ ☙ ♡ ღ 

Recycling:

♲  ♼ ♽ ♳ ♴ ♵ ♶ ♷ ♸ ♹ ♺

Sex and gender:

Gay: ⚣

Straight: ⚤

Lesbian: ⚢

Intersex: ⚥

Female: ♀

Male: ♂

Transgender: ⚦ ⚩ ⚨

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sloppysketch replied to your post: sloppysketch replied to your post: ...

I looked at the tickets for Paris. On their website the date is listed but on the venue’s they only talk about Boris and Arabot. I’ll still go. I may have to cancel my drag show I need to go out !

Hmm actually their tour looks like this:

2019.12.02 - 12.12「Euro tour」

♠ marked shows: w/Boris

2019.12.02 (MON) Germany Hamburg, Hafenklang  ♠

2019.12.03 (TUE) Germany Berlin, BiNuu  ♠

2019.12.04 (WED) Poland Gdansk, Drizzly Grizzly  ♠

2019.12.06 (FRI) France Metz, La Jehanne

2019.12.07 (SUN) France Lyon, Grrrnd Zero

2019.12.09 (MON) Netherlands Utrecht, De Helling  ♠

2019.12.10 (TUE) Germany Cologne, Gebaude9  ♠

2019.12.11 (WED) France Paris, Gibus  ♠

2019.12.12 (THU) Portugal Lisboa, DAMAS

So they should be playing with Boris in Paris, yes! 

#sloppysketch