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@moonpehtals
⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆ # MOONPEHTALS — THE REALM OF ENCHANTMENT . independent multimuse roleplay blog , primarily focused on my original characters and consistent universes . WRITTEN BY LOVE. multi - everything , 18 + , mature themes will be prevalent and sometimes untagged .
𑣲☾ HUSBAND : @monstyrious
MY STARS : @prozacharie , @quad4xel , @homclander / @starliqqht / @thcrealheroes / @thcbvtcher
NAVIGATION : carrd , main blog ❪ # wihlted ❫
Mika Abdalla as Allie Hayes OFF CAMPUS (2026-)
npcs.... ocs w me... shakes my cup
taryn
SOCIAL MEDIA — MERCI LAVIGNE. doesn't take social media seriously at all. memes and selfies and graveyards. ©
SOCIAL MEDIA — VIVIANNE VILL. mostly posts to flex how good she's doing. poses and pretty selfies. ©
I annoy you so much it makes you wanna have sex with me
nelly is nestling into august's neck, purring quietly for a few minutes as she squirms into his lap. then, out of nowhere, she bites him, hard as she can without breaking skin. nomnomnom! - @monstyrious
a book in hand, non - legal for once, but it's set aside to make room for his dragon to crawl into his lap. the sound of her purr is calming, and his hands rest gently around her hips. he lets himself slink back on the couch with a sigh — then he YELPS as her teeth bear down on his skin. his fingers grip her waist and dig into her back where he holds her, and only once she lets go is he flushed and laughing. ❛❛ jesus, nelly ! ❜❜
the whole world seems to revolve around marriage i’m bored
open to : writers 21+, any relationship muse : zara gardiner, supreme of the northeastern witch coven plot : your muse has heard through the grapevine that zara is a pretty powerful witch, and needs a spell of some sort. witches are generally a secret, but loose lips exist !
❛❛ and where did you want me to get the materials for that ? a powerful spell takes powerful ingredients, and a really good edible. i don't have the time to gather anything. ❜❜
🩷 for memes? say who from?
what kind of summer are you ? — ocean waves
defined by the taste of salt on your skin, blue waves stretching as far as the eye can see, and days so hot you melt. you're the kind of summer that's full of extreme heat, beautiful shades of blue (both wave and sky), and the intense pleasure of sinking into cold water to soothe overheated skin. you love a bit of fun on the beach and you don't mind whether you spend your time with friends or strangers so long as the conversation is good and the drinks are cold.
open to : writers 21+, platonic / non - romantic relationships. muse : mila, ex - figure skater, now a stay - at - home fiancée plot : spare turnip market ?
she never used to enjoy video games, but now that alexei has given her her own switch, mila tends to keep the device at her side for spare moments like this. ❛❛ do you still play this game ? animal crossing ? i am wanting to sell these turnips, i need a good price. reminds me of haggling. tom nook would not be settling on this low price if i were able to speak with him. my turnips are quality turnips. ❜❜
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.
[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?
"hurt? yeah," he snorts again, almost inhaling his beer in a completely ungraceful display of him coughing a few times into the cup before drowning the sensation with a thicker swig that... doesn't work. a couple more coughs into his inner elbow. "jeez." his only apology for the incident at hand as he's wiping foam off his mouth with the back of his hand. "yeah, i got hurt a lot running from stuff. but i'm alive. it wasn't worth trying to sue them, especially when i've got money already. did lend my voice in testimony to the class action, though." he has a small internal debate before clearing his throat, looking down to where he toys with the corner of his napkin. "bodyguard kept me alive."
eyebrows raise, and vivianne doesn't even try to stifle the laughter at his predicament. no need to apologize, the giggle is enough ! she shakes her head as she tosses a napkin his way. ❛❛ that's one hell of a bodyguard. you must have paid him pretty well. i remember some of the upper employees talking about it. damn. i bet it was cool before shit hit the fan. what do you think they're doing with the island now ? and all those dinosaurs out there ? ❜❜
"SOMETIMES I THINK YOU SHOULD START YOUR OWN GLEE CLUB." She misses the simple days. The days when this WAS ALL SHE HAD TO WORRY ABOUT. Rachel controlling them and bossing them all around, not letting anyone have a say in what songs to use. Her head falls back against Quinn's comfy couch, a breathy sigh as she rests her hands on her stomach while staring up towards the ceiling. "You know, with everything going on, we have to take these chances. Take them, because... who knows if we'll ever have them again... the last thing you want to do... is regret anything."
Because she wants to see her friends' thoughts and ideas out there. Knowing just how CREATIVE AND CLEVER QUINN IS. Knowing that she deserves it. To be heard, to be seen. Because look what she is doing now ? Hiding Annie away from the public, knowing she is wanted by Homelander. Offering Annie her clothing and a nice warm shower with hot food to fill her belly. "I mean it !" Elbows the other girl with such playfulness. Leaning against her side. "Tell me-" ANNIE BEAMS. "What good ideas did you have ?" Just wants to forget about what's really going on, just this once.
quinn sucks her bottom lip as she nods, sitting down on the couch beside her with the doordash. she divvies it out as she listens. it's funny how both of them have changed since those days… back when being popular was the most important thing. now, they've got a cake to split for dessert, pizza… the simple things. if the dasher knew she had national fugitive starlight on her couch ?
but looking at her, the way annie settles into the couch and has nothing but positive things to say about quinn's ideas that she hasn't even shared yet… this can't be the woman that people call a murderer.
so quinn smiles instead, happy to distract her even if annie only stays the evening.
❛❛ maybe i should. remember when mr. schue and coach sue did that ? and she called them sue's kids ? ❜❜ quinn giggles at the memory.
❛❛ look at this playlist i made, ❜❜ she says, handing her phone over. ❛❛ the kids just aren't into the classic theatre right now. all merci wants to sing is hamilton. ❜❜
