#i had this steddie oneshot back in the day of them hanging out in the heat 🤔

[take-everything-you-can]

WIP word game

rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

I am finally getting around to actually participating in one of these. After the day I've had... I need a good kick in the ass to get back into my WIP(s) . Thank you so much @ghost-proofbaby for the tag I love the word Haunt for this so much !!!

Hanging out with Steve and Robin outside of the Family video, while they were both on break, a rumble of noise could be heard from miles away. A beat-up van came into view and the sound you had thought was a bad muffler was in fact music. Fast drums and guitar riffs that could consume you and spit out nothing more than bone. A screeching halt and a slow roll down of the driver's window had smoke rolling out as the hazy clouds from inside made their escape into the fresh air.

FROM : DOUBLE FEATURE (a steddie x reader oneshot)

“ Ahh Eddie! How nice of you to join us.” Most days you forget he’s even in classes to begin with. He either skips or you simply pay him no mind. It's been a long time since he's been someone on your radar, But the days you do notice him make your stomach drop.

A small metallic taste from biting your tongue too hard at the thought of him. He really takes the ‘ If They say I am, then I must be ‘ To heart. That odd caring too much to not care at all attitude you carry so well yourself. You will the thought of being similar away.

You are nothing like him.

FROM: HEAVEN AND HELL ( an OC x Eddie Munson that will most likely never see the light of day )

Unlocking the door to your apartment, he leads you through the house without turning a light on. Knowing that when you drink the light becomes just a bit too much for you. A sweet gesture that is not lost on you. When he reaches the hall he nudges you infront of him as if to say take the lead and he falls behind not wanting to just assume he is welcome in this way. He is very aware that you are under the influence maybe if you were sober he wouldn’t even be able to enter the apartment at all. He knows that this moment is fleeting.

FROM: UNEXPECTED BLISS ( An Eddie x fem reader oneshot.... Will never see the light of day .. it was the first ever Eddie piece I wrote:) )

 Not this time. No, this time you were taking the first step to becoming someone you’d always wanted to be. If someone found their way into your life, you'd let them in. If not, well ..being alone was a sacrifice you were willing to make.

From: ... Still in progress on a name tbh it was college ruled but idk ( a Eddie Munson x fem reader story )

“Too wet for your wings bird? “ His voice set fire to your veins like a match to kerosene. Looking past him and through the glass window of the door you took your bottom lip sinking a tooth into it. “ Yeah, I guess you could say that Munson.”

FROM: ISN'T IT OBVIOUS (A SMALL EDDIE MINSON X READER REQUEST )

No pressure tags : @lesservillain @babygorewhore @xxbimbobunnyxx @trashmouth-richie @littlexdeaths and anyone else who wants to join in

Your word is FLIRT

WIP word game

rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

this game literally had me bouncing in my seat!!! thank you so much to @the-unforgivenn and @hellfire--cult for the tags!!! i'm gonna knock both out on the same post here (also both your words are delicious)

my words are: BITE and PRESSURE

possible spoilers for so mordor it is, so scarlet (it was maroon), and the moon will sing (i loved you like the sun) below the read more <3

also for this game, i'm not entirely sure who's already been tagged and who hasn't, so i'm just gonna tag anyone i think would enjoy this! also tagging up here so there's no pressure to scroll all the way through my snippets if you don't want to haha

no pressure tags: @corroded-hellfire @jo-harrington @andvys @take-everything-you-can @littlesubbyflower @eddiesxangel and honestly anyone else who wants to take a go at this!! <3

your word (if you wanna join) is: HAUNT.

But the girl deserves her honesty, and so she whispers, “I thought it was just PTSD.” 

Something about it is easy – there’s a relief when the whispers of truth trickle a bit louder, rising until Willow finally pours out everything that only one other person could possibly understand. Steve wouldn’t understand, Robin couldn’t possibly understand, Eddie would only try desperately to understand – but Max? Max gets it. Max doesn’t look at her like she’s crazy when words fall from her lips about the nightmares, sparing as many details as possible while still communicating the point.

...

“I don’t understand why the front cover of some stupid ass magazine is so important,” Eddie grumbles as he follows you now, both of you deciding to stand and not yet sit in the empty chairs on the closest side of what must be Matt’s massive desk, “The tabloids run rumors about my dating life all the time-”

“Exactly.”

...

There’s no more quick remarks for her to add. With his unnecessary permission and subtle reassurance of his protection, she’s taking off around the wall of shrubbery, heart pounding out of her chest. 

I don’t have my weapons.

...

Even after all that the two of you have been through, you can’t resist that inherent urge to protect him. 

You can’t quiet the voice that whispers that you still care for him, and you still want to be there for him, even at your own destruction. 

Paler knuckles, tightening fist. The invisible leash is practically choking Wyll now.

...

Really, after Astarion’s feasting on her, she may be more magic than blood at this moment.

And that magic serves as a security blanket, a layer of armor to hopefully replace all the physical leather she’s left behind on the beach, as she hears the sound of an unfamiliar woman in camp.

...

Eddie had kept you a secret. 

Especially now that I know the truth.

Or spun you into a blatant lie. You don’t know which one is worse.

...

She’d tore her way through the process of grief in record time. She’d clawed herself out of those depths in order to be there for her mom, to return to being a daughter worthy of having survived that night with Parker. Nightmares, the gnawing hole in her chest, the way she still couldn’t meet her mom’s gaze when Parker became a topic of conversation – that was just residual shock waves. They would pass one day. These symptoms would pass one day. She had been so sure of it. 

...

She knows somewhere in the shadows, Astarion’s daggers have been drawn. 

“You’ve caused quite the commotion amongst gods and devils alike, if I’ve heard correctly from the whispers of the Hells.”

Time stops. Aruna’s blood freezes. All the magic dies beneath her skin, right along with the air in her lungs.

...

Until the space behind your eyes aches. “The headline went viral online, right?”

“Yeah,” guilt seeps into Matt’s words, “It did.” 

“Have they figured out who I am?” 

...

“Room. Now.” 

Of course, you don’t. 

The game was never one-sided. It was never you, a merciful victim of Astarion, always trapped in his shadows. It’s a game for two – and you’ve earned your blame in it all, the same as Astarion. 

...

Eddie scoffs as he shifts uncomfortably, “Maybe I’m just inspired.” 

“I’m sure you are,” Matt readily agrees, “By her.” 

what have we learned, you ask? that i do not like starting sentences with the letter R, apparently.