#ASKS . ◜ you may not have the answer you seek ◞ . ♔

[motylheir]

✉ (Pinoko)

manhandling symbol starters | accepting

✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation)

A soft and slow movement of fingers as he gradually awakened from his rest. He opened eyes, soon heavily observing his surroundings, an unknown room, and that girl was there. Alois wondered for how long he has been in his sleep for he does not recall a single thing of what has happened. Has he lost consciousness?

❝ ...You. ❞ he grumbled ❝ What happened? Where's Claude? ❞ he began feeling uneasy as there was no quick response and he was in a different place. He attempted to raise from bed yet her hands prevented him to do so as pushed him back down.❝ Don't touch me! Where am I ? ❞

@somnium-delicata

[sxorpiomoon]

Hello i'm here for your free reading:

My name is Sol and my sign is ♓

My question is some message from my future self?

Thank you

❂✪The deck Chosen was: The Antique Anatomy Tarot✪❂

From Your future Self

❦(card 1) The Hierophant: “The hierophant is one of the more traditional figures in the tarot and also one of the strictest. While his counterpart, the High Priestess is focused on the occult and the power of intuition, he is focused on set principles, organized religion, and intense study. The Hierophant is the spokesperson for the divine. He ask that you search outside of yourself for answers, reminding you that there is nothing wrong with asking for help and looking to an expert for guidance. Who can you go to for wisdom? Sometimes the Hierophant appears as a religious leader, but he can easily manifest in everyday figures, such as a freed who always gives you great advice, or a teacher who shows you a new approach to problem-solving. Now is the time to seek them out.” 

I love this first card. What I am really getting from this first card is that there is someone in your life that has a masculine energy and they might be an earth sign. But this is some you trust deeply. It feels like the message in the first card is to really look into your inner circle and find who is supposed to be there and who is not. This is a test for you intuition. I also am getting a message of you do have to be a bit stricter with yourself to achieve the goals you have in mind. They might feel out of reach, but you must work for it, it is not easy.❦

✮(Card 2) Seven of Blades: “ Sneaking around is the theme of the Seven of Blades. You are trying to get away with something you should’t, and this card is here to let you know that you aren’t as sly as you think you are. As with the five of blades, you may be the victim of someones trickery. A lot of planing has gone behind the scenes in order to pull off the plan against you, so be diligent with your boundaries. Whether you are the cheater or the cheated, an apology can work wonders. A battle of wits is easily ended when you put your pride aside and try do the right thing — even if it pains you.” 

With this second card because the first card you got is the Hierophant the numerology of that card is five it feels like this is a warning of someone in you life who is very manipulative. It feels like you have had this feeling in your gut but you needed confirmation. (I can also see this to be in a work situation or relationship or both even) This is also a message for you to know it is okay to ask for help.✮

♔(Card 3)Nine of Blades: “Can’t sleep because you are riddles with anxiety and guilt. Feel as though your waking life has become one of your nightmares? You are in the realm of the Nine of Blades, and it is really unpleasant place to be. You make feel like you are bouncing between fight mode and flight mode every minute of the day. Unfortunately, this card does not have a silver lining and it can really take a toll on your mental health. Being in a constant state of fear causes you to do things you wouldn’t normally do, so now is definitely not the time to make any major decisions.”

This card feel as if you are pushed up against a wall. It feel like there is no escape. This is a reminder that hard times are not forever. It reminds me of a quote from the move The Crow, where he says, “It can’t rain all the time.” This also a reminder to not stress or think about the future, to think about the now.♔

☠︎(Card #4) Ten of Elixirs: “The Ten of Elixirs is a very positive card to receive in a reading. There is a sense of comfort and harmony surrounding you and your loved ones, perhaps manifesting in a stable home life, enough money for your needs (and then some), and someone special to share it all with. The future looks bright in terms of relationships with this card. Any past conflicts are forgiven and unconditional love is possible because of the mutual respect you share.” 

This is a very beautiful way to end your reading. Your future self is really reminding you, here is that yes, you can have good things in life. It will take time to get here but it is in your path if you take the right steps. Even though it’s really cloudy, remember that it can not rain all the time. ☠︎

☘︎Just a little reminder, please stay healthy out there! Tips aren’t mandatory but appreciated. Feedback however is mandatory so please don’t be afraid to give me feedback. It means a lot to me! Also if anyone would like a reading from please do not forget to look at my guidelines. (Also, anything that is underlined most likely has links.) I wish you well, and good luck with your future. With much love - Yvanna🦋✨☘︎

[sweetsweetjellybean]

In The Cold November Rain Part 12 *18+ MDNI*

Eddie Munson/FemReader Steve Harrington/FemReader 

TW: Story runs congruent to events in the show. If you know what happens in season 4, then you'll know how this will end.*Be warned.* 18+ Eventually Smut, Angst, High School Fuckery, Drinking, Drugs Let me know if I miss any.

Can you have two great loves in a lifetime? 

You've had the ideal childhood in Hawkins with your best friend & protector Steve Harrington. When it's ripped away, can you pick up the pieces? Eddie Munson may be able to help. 

A story about the pain of growing up, unrequited love, and loss. 

Part 12/13 Series Masterlist

Sincerest & Eternal Thanks To @loveshotzz, who's given me the great gift of helping me to become a better writter.

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To say you were a mess those first few weeks of school would be an understatement. Wandering campus like a ghost, only leaving your room to go to class and calling that a successful day. The dam burst the first time you heard Eddie's voice through the phone receiver. Choking through your tears, you tell him you can't do it and that you want to come home. In a tight, clipped voice, he reassured you that you could before rushing you off the phone. And he was right. After a few more weeks, you had made a few friends that coaxed you out of your dorm. Life changed to something approaching tolerable. He only took a few more of your calls, and then he was never home when you tried to reach him. Family obligations kept you from seeking him out over the three days you were home for Thanksgiving. Steve's parents attended your family's dinner, longing for something familiar, and you were disappointed he wasn't with them.

Marking a red line through the last final listed on your December calendar, you grab your bag and lock your dorm for the last time until you return for second semester in late January. A few of your new friends are driving you home and will stay the night in Hawkins before continuing on to Sesser the next day. They all want to check out the metal band you have not shut up about. As you pass the sign welcoming you to Hawkins, fireworks explode in your chest, and all your thoughts are of him.

"Dolly! You're back!" Lou yells as you and your friends walk through the door of The Hideout. "I sure am, Lou." Smiling, you lean against the bar. "And you brought your friends," he says, eyeing the three girls behind you.

"I had to take them to the best bar in Hawkins."

"Ain't you sweet. I better get you ladies served."

After taking care of your friends, Lou delivers your beer and leans over the bar crooking his finger at you. "Does he know you're here?" He asks in a low voice. "No. I wanted to surprise him." His lips pull in, leaving his mouth a thin line across his face. He throws his dish towel over his shoulder and moves down to the line to help another customer. Deciding to take seats at the bar, your friends talk and laugh while sipping their drinks, waiting for Corroded Coffin to start their set. The neon beer signs bathe everything in a red glow. Setting your beer on the sticky bar top with your shaking hands, you turn to face the stage, yearning for the moment when Eddie's eyes connect with yours. 

As the boys take the stage, your group claps, and whistles. As he looks in your direction, your heart beats faster, and your face lights up in a smile. But he looks right through you, a vacant expression on his face. His eyes move past you to something else, like he doesn't know you and doesn't want to. A sick, painful feeling starts in your stomach and radiates throughout your body. He's all you've dreamed about for months, and his cold eyes are full of apathy. 

"Maybe he didn't see you." Your friends try consoling you, but your face burns with embarrassment as he leaves the stage without a hint of acknowledgment. Lou gives you a sympathetic look as you push back from the bar and go in search of answers. When you find him, Eddie's leaning against the brick wall behind the bar, smoking a cigarette.

"What the fuck, Eddie?" But he just looks away. Something inside you snaps. You slap it out of his hand and start slapping at his chest. "Are you fucking kidding me? You're not even going to speak to me?" You yell, voice cracking, tears prickling behind your eyes. He raises his hands to protect himself. "Okay, Princess, that's enough." His voice snaps you out of it, and you step back, waiting for an explanation.

"You're acting like a spoiled brat," he says, bending to pick up his smoke.

"Me?" you practically stamp your feet which doesn't help your case, but you're way past rational.

"Yes, you. You don't get my attention when you want it and throw a fit. What was your plan here? Were you going to introduce me to your friends?"

"Yes! Yes! That was exactly what I was going to do."

"What were you going to say? Hey, guys, come meet the loser that used to scratch my itch." He mocks you.

"No! I told them you were my best friend, you ass!" You can feel your lips swell as the tears stream down your cheeks. 

"Then what? We fuck, and you leave again? No thanks. One goodbye fuck was enough."

"That's all it meant to you? I don't believe that. I don't fucking believe you!" 

His voice gets a little higher. "Did you really think we were going to have a happy ending? Are you still that fucking naive? That's not how the world works, Sweetheart." He throws down his butt and stomps it under his boot into the wet pavement.

The anguish is overwhelming. Crouching, you cross your arms over your knees, tucking your head inside. Practically curling into a ball while you mourn, crying for what is lost. His hands go around your biceps, pulling you up and into his chest, his cheek presses against the side of your head. He holds you, rocking you slowly like you would a child, and you let him because, despite his words, he's giving you what you need.

"I could have loved you so easily." He says into your ear. You stumble back, feeling like you were slapped. "It's a self-preservation thing." He turns his back to you and glides around as he explains. "You were the only one who didn't realize we had an expiration date. That clock was ticking from the first day we met. If I got too cozy, you would have fucking ruined me." He slaps a hand over his heart. "Total desiccation. I wouldn't have survived it. Couldn't let it happen, Princess. It's the one thing I won't give you."

"I would have done anything to be with you. Anything!" You screamed at him. "I would have stayed if you had asked me."

"I could never have asked you for that. I don't want to see your face the day you start looking at me the same way everyone else does. When you figure out this is all I'll ever be, that I have nothing to offer you."

"It's not-" 

"Stop it-"

"We could at least try‐"

"Fuck. Just stop‐"

"I want to tell you how I feel-"

"Enough! Goddam it! Just fucking stop!" 

Standing quietly in the night air, the noise from the bar a faint background, you try to get yourself under control. There's nothing left. You're hollow. Like a forgotten paper mache art project, someone touching you would poke right through, crumbling you into dust.

"So, what now?" You ask, your voice is steadier, but tears still run down your cheeks.

"Now we part as friends. Like we did before. You go back to school with your shiny new friends and have shiny fucking life. And old Ed will be right here in Hawkins. I'll end up working in some shitty factory that will fill my balls full of tumors before handing me a gold-plated watch. I'll die in that goddam trailer. But don't worry, you can come back and cry at my funeral, Princess."

Wiping your cheeks, you tip your chin up and walk slowly to him. His eyes close as you press a soft kiss to his unresponsive mouth.  

 "I did love you, you coward."

And that was it. It was the last time you saw him and the last thing you said to him. And now you're standing in Family Video eight months later with Steve Harrington, reliving it all.

"Can I talk to you for a minute in private? There are a few things I need to say to you." He says, looking over his shoulder at his co-worker, who quickly picks the magazine up and holds it in front of her face.

"Okay," you nod.

He tells his co-worker he's going on break. She practically breaks her neck, trying to get a look at you as he leads you outside and around the side of the building, close to where your Beetle is parked. The air is crisp but the sun warms your skin through your shirt. A few fallen leaves crackle as they blow around your feet. The highlights in his hair look golden in the afternoon sun.

"That thing's still running." He says with an easy smile tilting his head towards your car.

"She still purrs like a kitten." It's impossible to not fall back into the easy camaraderie of two people that have known each their whole lives.

"Look, I want you to know I really regret what happened in high school. I know I ruined things between us. You were right. All that stuff about being cool and being popular, it was all bullshit. I should have apologized to you a long time ago."

His arms are crossed over his chest, and he looks down at his feet. "You're not the only one with regrets. Everyone screws up in high school. You were a good friend to me for a long time, Steve."

"Was I? I don't think so." He says, rubbing the back of his neck. "I think I put you on this shelf and just thought you'd just stay there frozen in time until I decided to take you down and play with you. And then, when that thing with Eddie happened. Oof! I went into full dickhead mode."

 "I think we both had some pretty fucked up expectations of each other. I put a lot of pressure on you to clear the path for me and make sure I never got hurt. I wasn't your responsibility."

"You weren't some sort of burden for me. I wanted to look after you. I just did a shitty job of it."

"Maybe we can agree to let each other off the hook? I think we're probably stuck knowing each other for life. We've got time to figure out how to be friends again. If that's what you want?" He lets out a deep breath. "Of course I want that," He says with a smile, placing his hand on your head to ruffle your hair. 

"Hey, you're going to mess it up," you tease, lightly pushing him away. He seemed to relax after getting what he needed off his chest.

"I'm really sorry about Eddie. He was a really good guy." He says, squeezing your shoulder.

"What are you talking about?" A sick feeling rises up in your stomach.

"Oh shit, I thought you knew. No one told you?" His eyes are wide.

"Told me what, Steve?" Dread fills your chest. The shocked expression on his face tells you that you don't want to hear what's coming next.

"I don't know how to tell you this, but Eddie…died…in the earthquake."

"That's sick. That's the lowest…." Raising your arm, you knock his hand off your shoulder. "You're a fucking liar." His face is full of sympathy as his hands move your biceps holding you in place.

"I'm not lying. He's gone. I'm so sorry."

A high-pitched tone rings in your ears. His touch makes you feel boxed in, you need to leave now. There's no air here. Putting both hands on his chest, you push him as hard as you can and run toward your car. After tugging on the locked door, your shaking hands fumble with your keys, dropping them on the pavement. Steve is there beside you, scooping them up before you can get to them. 

"No. You can't drive. You're in shock."

Your legs give out. They just can't hold you anymore. Steve catches you before you fall. His words sink in, and you cry. You cry loud and hysterically, out of breath and hiccupping like a little kid. He holds you through it. Your tears and nose soak his shirt and keep coming. People walk by the two of you on the sidewalk and stop to stare, you're making a scene, but he doesn't let go. This time, he doesn't leave you. Once you've cried yourself out, numbness sets in. He can feel that you are holding your own weight and releases his grip. 

He puts your keys in his back pocket. "I'm going to drive you home. Just let me tell Robin. Can you be on your own for a minute?" Shaking your head yes, you lean against the Beetle. He dashes back inside. There is a fogginess in your head, and your eyes won't focus. All you see is Eddie, you feel him all around you, like a ghost reminding you of the love you wasted. 

Part 13

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[motylheir]

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. " — Claude

Attentive blue hues stared towards the demon in order to seek for a reasoning of his argument.❝ I can clearly see that: you're no fun, no fun at all, Claude. I'm quite aware you would not... alter anything for me yet... you're such a whore for Phantomhive, are you not? ❞

@akumanomorii

[motylheir]

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? " (Pinoko)

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff meme | still accepting

❝ ... You should not concern much yourself with it... ❞ blue hues gazed toards his coat edges, small splatters of blood could be noted. ❝ ...Fuck. ❞ he grumbled when realized droplets of blood were also in his precious boots. ❝ Let's say, I was...fullfilling my errands for Her Majesty... ❞

@somnium-delicata

[motylheir]

"Where... Where did you find that green dress?" -- @siriuslord

❝ ... You do tell me. Where did you find it ? ❞ Hands gingerly holding the dress, analysing every astonishing detail of its different pattern. It did not seem it was sewn in London at all, perhaps some other place.

❝ It does seem to suit you perfectly. I was not quite aware you were fond of dressing such a thing... You should have told me sooner, huh. ❞

@siriuslord

[motylheir]

✧✧-- @siriuslord

send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse | @siriuslord

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[motylheir]

Caress (from alois II)

  caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . @lightcreators

He felt the soft touch on his cheek, a gentle caress from the other. It was a little unexpected, the other being so affectionate out of sudden. However he smiled ❝ Are you expecting a kiss now? ❞

[motylheir]

“I think you’d better take a break.” (from o!ciel)

a meme i reblogged some time ago | @lightcreators

Alois was not the least tired and would not give in so easily. ❝ You're the one who should ❞ He violently struck towards the other boy with his sword ❝Keep blabbering and you might get killed, Phantomhive.❞

[motylheir]

"Would you be interested in dueling?"

Much he heard about Elizabeth's skill in fencing yet never he had the opportunity to see it for himself. ❝ Well, surely, why not. ❞ It would definitely be interesting...

@akegome @divinecanopus

[motylheir]

🍓

🍓 What is something you and the mun disagree on?

❝ I would say... my way of settling matters in a sense. They mostly disagree although they would also find it funny. I don't understand what's going on their head to be frank. ❞

[motylheir]

“You’re dead on your feet, poor thing. Come on, you need some sleep.”

He was taken by surprise when noticed her presence in the manor. As far as he remembered her visit was not scheduled, although he would not mind it, after all she would always be welcomed in the Trancy Manor. ❝ Oh Lady Elizabeth... ❞

He would express an warm welcome at sighting her in person right beside his blue hues, although this moment was quite a crucial and also a bit disreputable, for the fact he was severely injured. His arrival meant he prevailed, however it was quite disgraceful to present his current condition to her.❝ You should not concern yourself with it...❞

@puritates

[motylheir]

“ another day  ,  a different dream perhaps ”

One could terribly feel the palm of the earl's hand slapping the marquess' cheek. ❝ Compose yourself! ❞ The blond was quite peeved at Francis' comment of it being just another different dream. This is was in fact the outmost reality, and Alois would not tolerate a deranged beside him at this crucial moment.

❝ Don't you dare play dumb Harcourt, or else I will leave you behind with your insanity. ❞ They've been missing for too long perhaps...who knows how much longer they would endure the torture. A way out was crucial.

/@rosa-geminae

[motylheir]

“You always arrive at the worst of times, don’t you?” Francis said, the words coming out less playful and more hollow. He arrived to greet his guest in a full suit of pitch black, with the only traces of sorrow being his swollen eyes. On his ring finger gleamed the ring with the butterfly and rose that symbolized the Harcourt signet.

The boy was sit, legs crossed while patiently waiting for the marquess' arrival in the parlour. Apparently Alois has arrived at a very delicate moment for the Harcourt family, however the subject was quite relevant for the earl to simply return home without delivering it properly.

Blue hues gazed towards the door, soon opened by Francis. He soon lifted from the chair, slightly furrowing eyebrows at the other's sudden response for his presence. ❝ Don't you dare blame me for your misfortune. I'm certain you're aware I've come here against my will.❞ his tone was peeved at such commentary.

❝... I would pay my respects but apparently you do not need it from me, do you? ❞ He approached the other, while holding a letter in hand and soon shoving it against Francis' torso. ❝ You can have it, it's from Your Majesty. If you have nothing else to add, then I shall return home.❞

/@rosa-geminae

[motylheir]

“ it’s not a dream  ,  it’s a memory ” — R!Ciel

❝I see...❞ he gently picked the tea cup, taking one sip.❝ I'm quite aware you have been through a lot... although i do not know the details.❞ Alois wondered how far would Ciel Phantomhive go to pursue answers from his past and time he has not consciously experienced.❝ Would you wish to share that memory of yours ?❞

/@akumanomorii @akegome

[motylheir]

🎉 Does the mun like to go to parties or not?

Muse talking about the mun | accepting

❝ That entirely depends which sort of party we're talking about. But in general, they like go to places/parties where also their friends are, but currently they are not going out that much. Not very fun.❞