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Three Goblin Art
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Stranger Things
we're not kids anymore.
if i look back, i am lost
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I REMEMBER THE WAY YOU SHOOK , it’s a shame that we’re not soulmates , because if i didn’t know better , i’d say this feels pretty good –– & how could i be scared , when i reach & feel you there ? so shut your mouth , ‘cause these words will speak themselves. i can feel them in these blankets , & they’re surrounding your figure , embraced in the quilts –– & i can’t help but think you’re my missing puzzle piece.
❥ NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .
feel free to edit or elaborate as you please . ( add ‘ reverse ‘ to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to …
[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .
starter call. like this for a starter that i’ll make in a week or so, after i finally finish season three. so it’ll probably be based around then, because i’m horrible @ watching anything.
WOLFACHE.
she feels constrained , like everything around her is moving in. knees pull up to her chest , making her look smaller. the only version of her he’s ever really payed any attention to was the bitchy one : the one with fangs for teeth , claws , & glowing eyes , the one with anger , the one that’s loud , desperate for any sort of attention. the girl he’s looking at now is different. she’s scared , embarrassed. the seizure could’ve been worse , but that doesn’t make her feel any better.
‘ oh. ’ derek isn’t here , he hurt her & left , will he even try to make sure she’s okay ? only stiles is here , why is it only him ? ‘ were your panic attacks posted on the internet for the whole school to see ? ’ the words are vicious , & he doesn’t deserve them. at least he’s trying , that’s more than she can say about others. ‘ sorry. ’ voice gets lower , as she turns her head specifically to glance away. ‘ i hate them. they’re awful. ’
he remembers the panic he’d felt when she began convulsing amidst the library floor, the dread that coursed through his veins when he thought she might be dying. for a moment, he wonders if anyone else has felt that way—— if anyone else felt concern when she was overtaken by a seizure, rather than twisted amusement or unease. ( scott told him about the video; stiles couldn’t imagine even thinking about taking his phone out in that moment, much less laughing about any of it. )
a grimace flashes over his features, though he likely deserves the venom in her words; for the first time, he’s rendered silent, lacking any sarcastic reply / smartass retort. hand aches to reach out for her, to comfort her, but if she can’t bear to look at him, he’s afraid of how she might feel about touching him. so he keeps his distance, watching her with lips pressed into a thin line, ignoring the blood that’s dried on the floor, on her arm. finally, he speaks, though his solution is to change the subject, to take the attention off of what happened in the library. “ were you serious about what you said—— you know, in the hall? ” before jackson and scott interrupted, before mr. harris damned them all to detention, unknowingly forcing them into this situation. ( or maybe he did know—— stiles still doesn’t know what to make of the ‘ master. ‘ ) “ —— about your crush. on me. ”
wolfache.
it’s just a game right now to her , a power rush brought on by her adrenaline. she doesn’t stop , stepping more & more forward until her hands find each side of the wall behind him. brows raise for a moment as she nods , pretending as if she’s understands him. ‘ wow , you really like my eyes don’t you ? ’ she stands there , distance small between them , for merely a few more seconds before she pushes back , laughter filling the air. ‘ why’s that ? ’
the breath he lets out is ridden with nerves, shaken with unease, heart pounding in his chest; he knows she can likely hear it, the way scott could, but he’s unable to calm himself, attempting to shrink back against the wall as best as he could. “ they’re just nice. never noticed that before. your hands are nice, too. especially when they don’t have claws instead of nails. ” the moment he’s given even an inch of extra room, he slides out from between her and the wall, nerves easing the moment he’s no longer reduced to some cornered animal, prey before it’s predator.
009. Hero
“I know that you are quite the loner, Batman, but next time, don’t run off on your own.”
i would post a starter call but i still have no idea what i’m doing.
AMMORSOS.
words ring in her ears , mindlessly repeating , as eyes still adjust to the harsh light of derek’s place. she doesn’t remember seizures , but she remembers this one. it’s not normal , not caused by herself but by jackson. she can’t even look at stiles , embarrassment settling in the pit of her stomach. why is he still here ? why hasn’t he left ? ‘ they can’t –– it was jackson. he caused it. ’ voice is low , gaze still set forward. expression isn’t like it usually is , there’s no grin , or hint of deviousness beneath the surface ; she’s stoic , almost sad in the way her brows knit & the corners of her lips turn every so slightly down. realization of her new violent lifestyle kicks in , & of course he’s there to witness it. ‘ h - how long have you been waiting ? you should’ve . . . i dunno , left. you don’t need to see me . . . like this. ’
he knows he never noticed her before, far too blinded by a girl that never gave him the light of day, either, but now, it’s impossible not to; after their talk in the hall, he can’t help but wonder if he could have prevented all of this. that if he might have paid any sort of attention to her before, maybe she wouldn’t have agreed to derek’s offer. maybe she wouldn’t have to be involved in all of this.
“ a while. scott and derek were here, but i—— i didn’t want you to be alone. ” his gaze is gentle, ridden with worry, familiar with the shame she wears, because it mirrors the same he’s felt. “ you don’t have to be embarrassed, you know. i used to get—— panic attacks all the time when i was younger. i hated when people were around to see it happen. so i get it. ”
AMMORSOS.
a fake pout matches furrowing brows : he unknowingly toyed with her emotions once , now she’s going to toy with him. ‘ why not stiles ? i think you’d look good in leather , & with gold eyes. ’ steps are taken towards him , expression constantly changing ––– now brows are raised , & smirk placed on lips. ‘ i think you just haven’t gotten to know him yet. ’
the closer she gets, the more he steps back, until back meets the cool surface of the wall, realizing too late that he’s only managed to corner himself. “ i’m going to have to disagree. brown eyes are just fine. like yours. you have really nice eyes. they’re so much nicer when they’re not gold. and slightly horrifying. ” in all honesty, he’s not entirely against the concept of being like scott: having the ability to do something, to actually save people. it’s just the thought of having a group of hunters out to kill him that makes him reconsider. “ i’d rather not, honestly? ”
“ are you okay? ” the sight of her blood is still scorched into the forefront of his mind, but his concern temporarily disregards that. derek and scott are somewhere outside, likely arguing about how to handle jackson, but stiles stayed back, wanting someone to be around when she came to. “ i didn’t know werewolves could still have seizures. scott’s asthma kind of just . . . vanished, so —— i thought it’d be the same for you. ” / @ammorsos
AMMORSOS.
‘ werewolfized ? ’ brows raise towards him , smile placed on red lips. now he sees her , even the small details , & it makes her heart race : adrenaline. ‘ we’re like a secret cult. y’know , slit our hands & sell ourselves to satan. the jacket’s just a gift for joining. ’ satire drips from every word , though her expression remains the same. ‘ wanna join ? ’
mouth is left ajar at the absurdity of her words, eyes narrowed both in exasperation and disbelief. “ you know what? i think i’m going to pass. definitely pass, actually. i’m so definite about passing that i’m going to circle back around and pass again. just to make sure you got the point. ” leather is far from his thing, anyway. “ for what it’s worth, there is some truth to that. derek hale is definitely satanic. or at least as scary as satan. ”
I'm sorry for hitting you with a piece of your car :(
unforgiven.
“ hey, so, what’s with the leather jackets? does derek force you guys to wear them? ‘cause i’ve literally never seen you, isaac, or boyd wear one before he werewolfized you, so what’s the deal? is it a werewolf thing? do you just wake up post-bite with the fashion sense of james dean? i mean, scott never started wearing leather, but scott's different. ” / @ammorsos
❛ i hate when people ask me what i would do in their situation because 9 times out of 10 i would literally never be in that situation in the first place ❜
“ i’m assuming they asked you something outside the realm of threatening people and hunting rabbits. and i know they definitely didn’t ask you about occasionally morphing into a freakin’ animal and getting chained up once a month. ” a pause. “ actually, maybe that last thing is more common. the point is i don’t think we should be judging people here, when ten times out of ten, they wouldn’t be in the situations we get into. ”
his moment of sympathy for the other is brief, ended the moment slender frame inches closer to her, voice dipping to a not - quiet - enough whisper. “ how stupid of a situation are we talking? ”
meme. accepting.
