#I told 🔮 if I had a way to move on I would. does she think this is fun for me? that I’m having a good time?

[polyamorouspunk]

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[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @a-little-unsteddie, thx! ❤️

Rules:

1. In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

2. Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

3. After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

My WIPs:

🔮 (You got me) in the palm of your hand [bb fic]

🦇 Demon!Eddie

🧜‍♂️ Just add water [Mer!Steve]

Tagging: @sourw0lfs, @wingedquill, @wormdebut, @messessentialist - zero pressure, as always ❤️

Snippet from 🔮

“You’re both such idiots, I swear,” she mutters. Then, she heaves a heavy sigh, leans back on her hands and looks up at her ceiling, like she’s searching for a good way to go on. When she locks eyes with him again, her face is serious and there is a bitter little twist to her mouth. “Do you remember when Vickie came into Family Video the other week? With her boyfriend?” 

Of course Steve remembers. The way Robin’s eyes lit up upon seeing the other girl, the way her face fell immediately after, when she realized who she was with. The way her gaze flickered over Vickie’s hand tangled with that of her boyfriend, the way they were exchanging soft smiles and little touches as they browsed the shelves. How she excused herself to the break room. How she only reemerged when the doorbell announced the couple had left, face flushed and eyes red-rimmed. 

“Yeah,” he says. “Yeah, of course. But that’s something entirely different. There’s nothing going on between Nancy and me.” 

“Sure,” Robin shrugs and her smile goes wry. “You know that and I know that. But does Eddie?” 

Steve groans and rakes a hand through his tangled hair. It’s utterly ruined from the wind and rain, but he is long past caring. “Well, he would know, if he had just listened to me earlier, but-” 

“Do you remember what I told you after Vickie had left?” 

He does. Remembers flipping the sign on the door to closed and huddling behind the counter with her, safely out of sight from any prying eyes. 

“You said that it hurt,” he mutters, utterly uncomfortable with revisiting the memory of seeing her like this. “But also that you felt like you had no right to be hurt.” 

She nods, fingers idly grazing the fluffy fur of the little stuffed bear beside her - a gift from him. 

“I was so sure she liked me back,” she murmurs, and now she isn’t meeting his eyes anymore. “I still am, by the way. But … but I also know that it’s hard. It’s so fucking hard, Steve, being this way.” 

Steve remembers the man at the fireworks and the way he looked at Eddie and him. Remembers Tommy and what he said. Freak. Faggot. How they would’ve drowned people like Eddie in the middle ages. 

“And I want Vickie to be happy,” Robin continues. “Obviously I do. If you like somebody like that, all you want is for them to be happy. And if that guy makes her happy, that’s fine. That’s fucking great, actually. I hope he continues to do so, I hope she’ll always be happy like this. But it still … it still fucking hurts, Steve. Her choosing him over me. It hurts so bad, because I feel like no matter what I do, I will never be enough.” 

Steve doesn’t even remember moving, but the next thing he knows is that they’re lying side by side, Robin tucked into his arms, face buried against his shoulder, and that he is muttering reassuring words to her while she snivels into the fabric of the borrowed band shirt. 

“You’ll be fine, I promise. You are amazing and smart and funny, and you will find somebody who sees all of that.” 

“You’re sweet,” she huffs, and pulls back a little so that she can scrub her hands over her eyes. “I hope Eddie has someone like you.” 

Steve swallows heavily, propping himself up on one elbow so that he can look at her better. 

“So, you think … You think that’s how Eddie feels about me?”

[witchthewriter]

𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛🔮

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ      

SFW🌿

・Emmett would find witchcraft so fascinating. His eyes would light up, and he would sit there dumbfounded

・This is a world where vampires and shape-shifters exist. So of course there’s going to be powerful witches

・Unlike Edward, who would be a bit wary of a s/o who can do magic, Emmett is absolutely on board - 100%

  “Babe, turn the lights off.”

*You turn the lights off without getting up from your seat*

   “Haha woah. Okay now turn them off!”

*They turn off*

     “Babe you’re so powerful!”

“No Emmett, you just need to pay the electricity bill.” 

・Has gone to the witchy store to get more herbs but he wrote them down on his hand and the ink didn’t dry. So he tried to make out what the word is while the shop assistant stood there dumbfounded

・Tells people his partner is better than theirs all the time - and that has nothing to do with you being a witch

・He likes to walk around with the incense stick. You told him that counter clock-wise rids bad energy and clock wise invites positive energy. So he vampire runs around the house waving the stick like a maniac 

・ “Oops set off the fire alarm again.”

・Has and will continue to interrupt you while you’re casting a spell

     “Babe I broke the door aga- oh sorry you’re hexing someone.” 

・There isn’t really a ‘mature’ person in the relationship. You would be the closest to it, but there are instances where Emmett has to remind you to be responsible 

  “I know he’s a douche but just because he insulted me doesn’t mean you have to curse his whole family tree.” 

・Calls you babe all the time (don’t know if you caught on to that yet or ...)

・Gets used to your customs, so when you forget to put your crystals out to charge he does that for you 

・Alice loves coming over and seeing everything. She has tried to redecorate, but who could do better than whimsicore? 

・Emmett knows you’re his mate because when you were in a dangerous situation, he thought he would die. Whatever happened to you, he would risk his life to save yours 

・And he went to Edward because he was so confused by these emotions, and Edward had to explain to him the whole mate thing 

・Rosalie is still in the Cullen/Hale family, but she has a different mate 

・You’re welcomed with open arms, and feel very close to Alice and Esme 

・Jasper makes you uneasy though. Probably because of his past - being a confederate soldier and all 

・Emmett wears protection stones and amulets. Even though he’s one of the most dangerous creatures on earth, you like to give him extra protection/safety

・People do come to you with their problems, but some you have to turn away. Others you do everything to help. 

・Your powers are unique. Every witch is different, much like vampires. Not everyone who follows witchcraft will have extra abilities. 

・All those who become witches have heightened intuition and senses. 

・But you were granted the gift of telekinesis (moving things with your mind).

・However when you use this, your aura can be seen (although not by humans.) 

𝑻��𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Romantic Flight by John Powell

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

Chaotic Dumbass Duo

Tragic Past x Ray of Light (goes both ways)

Big Dumb x Small Smart

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Under Your Spell 💫🎃🍁 🔮

Eddie meets the new librarian, who he discovers is a witch. They find comfort in one another that turns to love.

Not sure how many parts this will be but this is just the first meeting. 💞

I don't give anyone permission to copy my work 💞

Librarian, witch reader x Eddie Munson

💞❤

Yn had recently moved to Hawkins, for the last three months it had been her home and she was working in the newly built library.

Being surrounded by books was her favourite thing in the world and she loved the simplicity of being able to curl up in a comfy armchair, near a cosy fireplace and lose herself in one of her favourite works.

When her family first moved here she thought it was just a simple town, nothing exciting until she began to pick up the energy around the town.

She was the third witch in her family descended from her great-great-grandma and had been developing her powers since she turned sixteen with help from her grandma and mother.

One of her abilities was that she could sense the auras of people, places and Hawkins was a vivid orange that for a long time used to be blood red.

Death, decay then the blossoming of hope was felt around the town, she didn't know what had happened but it was big and it left its mark on the town.

She shakes the thoughts away and carries on with her task of cataloguing each book losing herself in the task, once she's done she plans to sort out the fantasy shelf as a lot of people have put other books on the shelf.

Then she's going to have a cup of tea and finish reading the grimoire that her grandmother passed down to her.

She read a lot of grimoires, loving learning about new ways to use her magic.

The library door opens and she peers up noticing that the cute guy who always heads to the fantasy section has come in again.

He spent a lot of time in here, he was always the last to leave and she knew his name was Eddie. There was sadness surrounding him and his aura was hard to pin down.

He made her heart skip a beat whenever he looked her way and she wanted to get to know him better.

💞

Eddie had been coming to the library for months now. He loved being here when he needed to quieten his mind.

Uncle Wayne and Henderson were great, they helped him after he survived the demo bat attack.

Nightmares plagued him most nights and he would wake up crying, picturing the way Chrissy's body was broken, her bones snapping. He shivers.

Sometimes he dreams that the bats killed him, that he was left in the Upside Down, and that Dustin and Steve didn't come back for him.

No matter how many times he told himself that Vecna was gone, that El closed the Upside Down for good, it still didn't help.

He would still have panic attacks from time to time and it was hard to get past some of them, he spent a lot of time strumming on his guitar, thinking up D&D campaigns and then coming to the library.

He loved the solitude here, finding a comfy armchair and reading for hours, working his way through the fantasy section.

Today he was craving some old favourites and wanted to read some J R.R Tolkien.

First, he would start with The Hobbit, then read The Lord of the Rings trilogy. He catches the eye of the librarian, she was eighteen he overheard her say to Joyce Byers, quiet, shy, beautiful...

He sighs, there's no way he could talk to her and get her involved in his shit. She knew nothing about the Upside Down so how could he even begin to explain what had happened?

💞

Once her shift is over she picks up the grimoire and finds the cosiest armchairs which are at the back of the library.

Eddie is sitting on one of the armchairs, lost in Lord of the Rings - The Fellowship of the ring. She admires him for a second, watching the way his eyes scan over the pages and he mouths the words, the paragraphs that he knows best.

He looks up, doe brown eyes softening as he notices she's watching him.

"Hi, sorry. You just looked so relaxed. I didn't mean to interrupt" or stare like an idiot she says in her head.

"It's alright sweetheart. I'm Eddie" he offers her his free hand that isn't clutching the book and she takes it feeling all tingly and his gaze widens.

"I'm yn" this is the longest conversation that they have had and she feels her heart race.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?" He nods and she settles in the chair opposite him.

She's itching to do her usual routine, light a few candles with just a flick of her hand, make some chamomile tea, and read up on some new spells that she wanted to learn.

Her favourite spells involved nature, she loved doing spells involving flowers, different plants, etc.

The newest magic she had been experimenting with involved potions.

"What are you reading?", Eddie asks her and he leans over quirking an eyebrow.

"Grimoire? Uh is that like witches? Spells?" he asks softly looking very curious and she is surprised by how relaxed she feels with him.

"Yeah, it's my grandmother's, it's been passed down from generation to generation" he looks even more intrigued now.

"Can you do magic for real?" he asks her excited and she giggles and conjures butterflies and an array of flowers.

He gapes.

"Jesus H Christ, I've seen some things in my life but I've never met a real witch, that's so fucking badass sweetheart"

She smiles at his reaction, she's had some bad reactions from people before when she tried to broach the subject and they just didn't understand or think she was joking.

"Some people think it's freaky, called me a freak, you don't even know me but you've been so sweet".

He places his book down.

"I know the feeling, been called a freak for most of my life" her heart aches as he says this because she barely knows him but she can tell how kind he is, there's a loneliness to him though, something she recognises in herself too, kindred spirits.

"I don't think you're a freak," she tells him and he offers her a sweet smile, showing off his cute dimples.

"I should get back home, my uncle Wayne will be wondering where I am, it's been really nice talking to you sweetheart" he picks up the book and she stands up wanting to bid him goodbye, kinda wishing that he could stay.

"Until next time milady" next time? There will be a next time? Her heart skips a beat as he takes her hand and kisses it gently.

She sees him out and he turns back to her before he gets in his van.

"Good night, beautiful" a giddy feeling envelops her and she wishes him goodnight, as soon as he has driven off and she has locked up she lets out a squeal that startles her cat Mr Pickles and she collapses on the armchair wondering if this feeling is what its like to fall for someone.

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Likes or reblogs, etc are always appreciated 💞

[viharbinger]

Hey!!! Congrats on 90 followers!! 🥳🥳 can i request "character gets told by a fortune teller that you and character have a bright future together, how do they take it?" with Kaeya, Childe and Zhongli? Thanks!!

The Fortune Teller's Reading 🔮

pairings: zhongli x kaeya x childe x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none

date: 8/4/22

a/n: thankk uuu mwuah 💋 here u go

m.list 1 | m.list 2  | 90 follower event

he was pulled into a small dark tent by hu tao, the only light in the tent shone above a purple crystal ball and a mysterious hooded person.

hu tao was already long gone when he finally sat down in front of the crystal ball.

"i see you having a prosperous future with... the one you love most." the mysterious person said, hands moving around the ball.

zhongli wasn't believing any of this at first, thinking it would be a haox to lure people in for money. but then something catches his ears.

the person continued, describing everything about you, zhongli widening his eyes in hearing so.

the aftermath of the fortune teller's reading left him in his own thoughts.

six thousand years of just living and breathing had he not felt like he met the right one until you finally came along. and the fact that you and him were destined to be with each other made him feel less lonely, even though you were a couple millenniums late.

later on, he was very set into pursuing you subtly as he wanted to take it slowly.

he would spend more time with you, inviting you over for tea on several occasions and he would even go as far as to bringing his own money sometimes to pay for you

eventually after spending a significant time together, he'll come clean to you about everything about him, his feelings to you too in the process.

he definitely bribed mona into reading his future for him when they were hanging out at albedo's lab in dragonspine.

it took half an hour of persisting with just words though, it never worked but with a few mora in hand, she finally agreed to it

so, she read his future out to him, also describing detail about you and hinting that you and him would have a relationship closer than it is now,

he was rather smug after hearing this, walking around mondstadt with even more confidence in his strides than before.

unlike zhongli, he does not want to take it slow. what are you going to do if you realise your crush will actually be with you in the future?? well hes gonna take the chance thats been given to him.

shoots his shot into asking you out immediately, all the while wearing his best fit, a white suit with a chest window and notable rose scented perfume. he even went to pick some cecilias by hand on the way.

he could make anyone swoon for him especially in this outfit and he knows it.

he looked just like a dream, and there was a jazz band playing in the background (he definitely paid them) as he gave you the bouquet to finally ask you out.

the whole scene literally looked like it came out of a shoujo romance, but still, you said yes<3

this man loves to spend his money willy-nilly, being the rich man he is

so when he was on a shopping spree, he stumbled upon a woman, a sign next to her which read 'fortune readings for 100k mora only!'

what a steal! well, for him only, anyway.

he listens intently as the woman reads him by his palms, eyes closed.

when he heard he would have a future with you, a romantic one in fact, he was certainly giddy.

he couldnt contain his smile as he heard those words from the woman, that you and him would be in a relationship.

he stops the woman from speaking anymore, as he doesn't want to spoil his future journey with you.

before he left her booth, he made sure to tip a large sum (cough!! theres 5 zeros.)

he knew you and him would eventually get together from the constant flirting between you two, but it was even better having confirmation now.

he wanted to confess to you before he left for inazuma to search for scaramouche, but his plans halted when now he knows how you truly feel about him.

so just like kaeya, he'll immediately go to you to confess

he'd pick up things he knows you like on the way to you, ready to profess his love for you, and let me tell you, his words of love were like music to your ears.

[thessalian]

🔮 and 🏀 for Alisaie, ☀️ and 🌙 for Jallira, 🐍 and 🐉 for Cassie

Alisaie

What does your OC think is their best trait. What is actually their best trait? What about their flaws? Are they one to admit these flaws or do they like to pretend they’re perfect?

Alisaie would probably say that her loyalty and protectiveness, in combination, is her best trait. I'd personally say it's her joie de vivre; the way she's always generally trying to live her best life and not letting anything get in the way of that. Which I guess brings us to her flaws in that she can be somewhat brash, a bit quick to anger (though just as quick to let it go), and occasionally precipitate. If asked, she'd probably admit those flaws, but she doesn't entirely go around talking about them. But then, she never talks about her good points either beyond the obvious "things she can do" - she lets people take her as they find her.

Does your OC have any skills that people wouldn’t expect them to have? Do they have a hobby or pass time that others would consider strange or weird? How did they learn this particular skill or pick up this hobby?

Honestly, I don't think anyone would look at Alisaie and imagine how well she can straight-up fight, or how strong she is. Her fighting style matches her appearance a little more now but no one expects someone who looks like her to shriek and murder someone in a blood rage. Beyond that ... I mean, weird is in the eye of the beholder, but she's got nimble fingers and when she has the materials available, she'll make jewellery out of braided leather, animal teeth and shiny rocks.

Jallira

How well does your OC take care of themself? Do they tend to put others before their own wellbeing and if so how often? What is their favourite way to pamper themself?

Better than she used to, but Jallira will put the wellbeing of others far, far ahead of her own, and the only reason her own has moved up the list even a little bit is because she figures that having people worry over her is detrimental to their wellbeing. She does not go in for pampering very often and her only indulgence is the occasional hot bath, with scented oils and candles and a glass of wine and maybe a husband to scrub her back after she's had some alone-time to just soak.

What are some of your OC’s favourites? Favourite food, colour, season, stuff like that! Give some general simple facts that tend to get overlooked!

Since she doesn't have conventional vision and barely understands the concept of colour, Jallira really doesn't have a favourite. She's happy enough with the brown of standard Jedi robes and, for special occasions, green (since people whose opinion she values say she looks good in green). We've gone over her favourite dish (the seldom-available very specifically Alpheridies-native seafood thing) but her favourite flavours in general tend towards the light - seafood, particularly shellfish; fresh fruit in general but apple in particular; green tea. She also has a liking for red gourd soup and uj cake, and she's fond of cinnamon. As for season, mostly she likes the springtime, when she can see and feel things growing all around her and her surroundings just say 'life' in an unmistakable way. In general, though, her favourites more involve sound, scent and touch. Like, for smells - flowers (particularly blueblossoms), fresh-tilled earth, cinnamon, evergreen trees and whatever shampoo Harridin uses. Sounds - good-natured laughter (particularly that of her husband and daughter), wind through tall grass, purring cats, and music, particularly Tatooine blues and Mantellian country airs. And favourite tactile sensations (that don't involve direct contact with aforementioned husband and daughter) include silk, cat fur, velvet, well-polished stone and flower petals.

Cassie

Is your OC a good liar? How easy is it for them to tell lies? What is the biggest lie they’ve ever told and did they ever get found out? On the other hand, what is the biggest lie someone has told your OC and did they believe them?

Cassie is a shit liar. The best she can do is not mention a thing, and she always looks like she's trying really hard not to mention a thing so it's pretty easy to tell. The most major lie she ever told was trying to blame a shattered vase on the twins when it was really Brent's fault, simply because Brent was running in the house again after being repeatedly told not to and the twins were just toddling and bound to be forgiven for breakage. That didn't work because she just felt guilty about it and Louis in particular could see it and she confessed pretty much straight away. Honestly, I have no idea what the biggest lie anyone's ever told Cassie would have been because the whole leFleur family is pretty scrupulously honest.

How religious is your OC? Do they pray to any god(s) or do they not believe in that kind of stuff? What is their view of religion in general? Where do they believe people go when they die? If your OC is not religious why not and what do they believe in otherwise?

Cassie had an upbringing that combined her father's ancestors' faith with her mother's more conventional Christianity, and it was pretty easy to see the places where, like so many other faiths before, Candomble hid their orishas in plain sight under the names of Christian saints. Cassie knows there's something out there - she knows it, implicitly. She also knows that any deith is going to be too big and complex to be encompassed under the auspices of just one belief system. She's probably less religious than faithful, honestly. She has faith in God, but she won't presume to make comments about which form God takes and whose method of worship is right, so she defaults to whatever expression of faith is appropriate for her surroundings, secure in the knowledge that God will understand her meaning whatever of address she uses.