#antithesederzeit

[ofyorkshire]

@antithesederzeit ♥'d for a random book-inspired starter

          "I don't know what you're talking about," BJ sniffed. He yanked his arm pointedly out of the young American's grip and made to turn away. His voice was cool, but his heart was hammering high and hard in his chest with panic. He knew very well what he was being accused of, because he'd done it—he'd pickpocketed the boy, and he had the ten dollars in his jeans to prove it.

          But though BJ hadn't been smart enough to know not to try it (or perhaps desperation had just made him sloppy), he was smart enough not to admit it so easily. The American was younger than him, he thought, but big-shouldered and strong. Stronger anyway than BJ.

          "Now piss off," he said, hands shoving into his pockets. His fingers brushed against the stolen money while the other hand, sticky with sweat, curled around his switchblade. "I don't have the time."

[hellmartyr]

i need to atone for my recent history . — @antithesederzeit / holy war

𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀 to produce an asshole gaping enough to rattle the harrington regime. it’d been one hell of a shake-up, the white collar king deposed by a blue collar hellion. it was enough to put the fear in much of the high school’s populace, but from eddie’s vantage point billy hargrove’s true nature couldn’t be more obvious. birds of a feather don’t always flock together, but they sure as hell recognize their kin. and eddie munson could see it, clear as day, all the way down in the seedy mud of his social trenches.

      hargrove would’ve loved to convince the hawkins-bred that he was a power fantasy adonis. the rightful heir to every chick. while that facade meant something to some, it read pitiful chest thumping to eddie. nothing without sad, self-loathing purpose in every blowhard, big bad wolfism. he was overcompensating himself into a monster, to protect himself from what lurked at home. which is why little billy beseeching with curved humility between his legs tickled eddie’s family history.

      a wily smile chided his he-manic counterpart for his inability to tell the difference between himself and one wild, little sister. maybe hargrove witnessing their respective middle fingers more than their actual faces was to blame for the mistake in identity.

      passively perched on the patchy red paint on the curb, eddie rapped his fingers in succession against a half-hollowed coke can. the sweet brown sucrose inside sloshed, stickily harmonizing with the metallic echo.

      ❝ i get the striking resemblance, but last i checked i wasn’t your sister. ❞ citric acid and caramel fizzled as the musician took a sip, smacked his lips, and set the can aside. ❝ i’m not the one you need to atone to. ❞

[pumpkinstabs-moving]

“You can’t laugh,” Is what Billy leads with, because well, she doesn’t do this shit. The most she gets away with primping is when she’s pretending she’s a boy, she’s a boy and she likes real girls, and Neil is satisfied with that. This is not that, this is real makeup, lipstick and gaudy eyeshadow because the only thing she has to go off of is the girls at school. The kind her mother would wear on dates when she was sane and her father was happy and life was simple.

She’s hiding behind the bathroom door because well, she worries. Sure, Michael likes Billy, but that’s Boy Billy, the one who lifts weights and smokes Marlboros and wears his bloody knuckles like trophies.

“If you laugh, I will beat your ass.” Pulling the door open feels like the ending of something.

michael is unsure of what billy is going to show him, but clearly, it's something that means a lot to the other. so of course he isn't going to laugh. not like michael is the laughing type anyway, typically not one to find humor in things others do. he has a stiff personality, which is why it surprises him every day billy ended up liking him as much as he does. he has no complaints, of course. how could he? billy is the only one in hawkins who likes michael. he won't question it.

"you always threaten to beat me up. you've yet to do it," he bites back playfully, staying seated on billy's bed. billy's family is gone to a vacation for the weekend so it's just the two of them in the house. he waits and waits until his boyfriend comes out of the bathroom, and he's not sure what he's expecting to see, but it isn't this. billy with makeup, a dress and heels that look a little too tight on him. it's an unexpected sight -- a little odd, but michael doesn't think negatively of it. billy looks... natural. uncomfortable to be seen like this, yes, but nothing seems out of place.

michael blinks, red rising to his cheeks at the full sight. he takes a moment before he stands up, walking up to @antithesederzeit to close the distance between them. his fingers brush over his boyfriend's cheek, tucking strands of curls behind his ear. "you look beautiful ... why would i laugh?"

[alwaysthesitter]

[ DISCOVER ]  for sender to see receiver’s scars for the first time 

"They aren't as bad as they look." He had said it quickly, though his words went against his actions, as he was tugging a hoodie on over them as soon as Billy had pointed them out. He felt ridiculous, considering he knew damn well that under the younger male's own clothes were his own scars, from being completely shanked by the mindflayer at Starcourt. Billy's scars were from sacrificing himself, from stepping up and being a hero. Steve's were because he had been careless, and been dragged into watergate without a weapon.

"Really, just a few bites here and there." He wanted to add that they would disappear eventually, heal up nicely, but they were already healed to the best of their ability. No longer were there gaping wounds that led to potential blood loss, but instead a light pink almost white-ish mark where each bat had taken a pound of flesh. Then of course there was the one around his neck where the tail had choked him, and that one made him more self-conscious than anything because he knew how bad it looked to an outsider.

He was quickly wrapping his arms around his torso, as if that would protect him from ridicule. Billy hadn't even been implying anything of the sort, but only one thing was going through Steve's mind - all he had going for him nowadays was his looks, and even those were gone from all the scarring, so what did he have to offer anymore?

@antithesederzeit

[zoomingupthathill-moved]

antithesederzeit asked:

♡  to suddenly hug my muse !

She was lost in thought, zoning out when a pair of arms were suddenly wrapped around her. Letting out a small noise of surprise, before looking up. The surprise immediately turned to concern. “-- What. are. you. doing?” She paused between each word, confused was an understatement. “ --Am I supposed to return the hug?” This was weird, they didn’t do affection, but before he could answer, her arms moved to return the hug. Max felt out of place, this was weird, but good? “You alright?”

[filmdesque]

:D

( these two certainly have an interesting dynamic that i would honestly love to explore more 👀👀👀 )

[rebelcliche-archived]

@antithesederzeit​ asked: “putting someone first only works when you’re in their top five.” midnights sentence starters | no longer accepting!

          she  and  jonathan  might  not  have  been  on  the  best  of  terms  at  the  moment,  but  she  could  do  without  the  digging  words  billy  says  to  her.  especially  because  they’re  the  TRUTH  and  she  knows  it.  it  wasn’t  hard  for  her  to  come  to  the  conclusion  that  she  would  never  be  in  jonathan’s  ‘top  five’—or  if  she  was,  being  at  the  tail  end  of  the  list  simply  wasn’t  good  enough.  and  as  hard  of  a  truth  as  it  was,  she  didn’t  feel  like  biting.

          “ thanks, ”  nancy  says  after  a  moment,  voice  more  CURT  than  appreciative,  “ but  i’ll  worry  about  my  relationships  on  my  own  terms. ”

[kingharringtxn]

❛   the things we lost will always be heavier than the things that stayed.  ❜  — quotes that broke me starters.

@antithesederzeit​

                 A frowned formed on Steve’s face as he lifted his head up to look over at the other. “Yeah... You’re not wrong about that, and fuck we’ve all lost so much” He murmured, shaking his head slowly before bringing a hand up to the back of his neck and scratching at the skin there momentarily. “Talk to me, what’s going on in that head of yours?”

[hawkinshellraiser]

12. does your muse get flustered easily? how would they typically react to compliments from someone they are interested in/dating?

17. what are some of the signs that your muse shows their care/love without saying they love/care about their partner?

romance and relationship headcanons

I wouldn't say that he gets flustered easily, but when he does get flustered he gets very flustered. though there's a few specific people who fluster him much easier than others

definitely giving them gifts of making things for them. letting them pick the music they're listening to, and doing things like helping the brush their hair or get ready for bed

[eskelwolfed]

If we're rp partners and you're not on this list, please pop in my DMs. Anyone who doesn't want to be listed, also please DM me and I'll remove you from this list. I keep this post mostly to organise my blog and replies whilst I try yet again to make a tracker work. I have not mentioned anyone just in case I flood someone's dash with notifs.

RP partners master post.

Morphy (bulwarkbolvirk)

Julian (witchered / viscountbard / multusmusae)

Alex (siiinfully)

bcbliophile

Tessa (tessastormrp)

ramblingsofamoonwatcher

wolfkcst

paramounticebound

witcheyedcrow

stanfordprepped

antithesederzeit

uncxntrxllable

storiesofthenight

mvtherslament

bcrntortured

fowardlion

usawfulfew

resignedworkaholics

wildwolfxstrangledwolf

kingofthemirkwoodelks

thegreateststrongbow + 1

EDEN (bhrathair + 1)

sylkshe

breakbcnes

heksery

adsagsona

sonoftartessos

potestmagice

assilat-vojjor

incissam

gezelligheiid

xxofloveandlossxx (?)

blxssed-and-forsaken (?)

papasourwolf

marvelouscreations

illbringthechaosmagic

ofmagicallonging

[fireheld]

"Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are." — Niccolo Machiavelli, The Prince

— antithesederzeit. indie billy hargrove of stranger things. sfw + 18+. anti-billy dni.

[alwaysthesitter]

[ RESTRAINED ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  tied  up  together 

"You know, I had really thought the last time I was kidnapped and tied up would have been, you know, the last time." He grumbled, trying desperately not to show his emotions in the moment. Internally, he felt like he was on the edge of a panic attack. His fight or flight response was kicking into full gear, not to mention the posttraumatic stress disorder was attempting to rear its ugly head in the form of flashbacks. The Russians had really done a number on him, probably more so than any other terrifying moment he had experienced.

The only positive was that they weren't completely drugged up right now. He was in his right mind, and he was planning to keep it that way, which was why he was fighting off the mental health episodes. They needed to remain cool and collected as much as possible, and Steve falling into a panic wasn't going to help either of them. "I mean I guess there was also that time with Vecna's creepy vine things, but that wasn't exactly meant to be an intervention type thing." Interrogation, Steve.

He leaned his head back, feeling Billy's own head behind him, glaring up at the ceiling. As far as he knew, this was all the government's doing. The government didn't like that these random kids from Hawkins, Indiana knew too much about their overall plan and how they had accessed - and accidentally let loose - another dimension. They probably were planning to brainwash them, or use them as Demogorgon food, or.....something. "See anything on your side that can help us get the fuck out of here?"

@antithesederzeit

[familybyerstm]

FAMILYBYERSTM

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My askbox is here (since the link on the bottom of he page doesnt work yet)

[inactivemove]

@antithesederzeit

⠀❛ 𝓗umor me, the fuck is a shadow monster ׅׅ𖤠 ❜

[oceansvanidicus]

CHARACTER  AESTHETICS  • bold  what  applies!

I.    THE  FAIRY.    chipped  nail  polish  .    glitter  highlight  .   tall  trees with  smooth  bark  .   tangled hair  .    the taste of cinnamon sugar  .    talking  too  loud  and  too  fast  .    overgrown  flowers  in  your  hair  .    crumbling  buildings  reclaimed  by  nature  .    flirting  .    walking  home  at  3am  with  no  coat  .   platonic  hand - holding  .    blowing  smoke  out  of  your  nose  .   dragonfly  wings  .   chaotic  good  .    freckles  .    fairy  rings  .    secret  meetings  .    gender  nonconformity  .    leather  .    smudged  eyeliner  .    forbidden  fruit  .

II.    THE  REAPER.    computer  errors  .    a  shiver  down  your  spine  .    haunting  beauty  .    hard  liquor  . crowns  of  thorns  .    shadowed  alleyways  .    decaying  plant  matter  .    shattered  mirrors  and  broken  glass  .   corrupted  memories .    stopped  clocks  .    the  scent  of  stale  cigarettes  .    tattered  black  hoodies  .   walking  your  friends  home  .   the  crescent  moon  .    the  sea  .    a  graveyard  on  a  foggy  day  .  cold  rings  on  cold  fingers  .  absolution  . looking  out  the  window  of  an  airplane  .  soft  kisses  .

III.    THE  WITCH.    graffiti  .    pretending  to  know  what  you ’ re  doing  .    worn  paperback  books  .  growing  up  too  fast .    parsley  ,    sage  ,    rosemary  ,    and  thyme  .   lace  and  combat  boots  .    moth  wings  .    candles  on  every  surface  .    a  weathered  deck  of  cards  .    turning  the  music  up  .    fireflies  in  jars  .   calloused  fingers  .    drawing  on  your  skin  .    sunlight  filtering  through  clouds  .    petrichor  .    a  dying  rose  in  a  jar  .   wearing  a  crystal  pendant  .    illusions  and  spells  .    black  cats  .    mint  gum  .   chapped  lips  .    dirt  under  your  fingernails  .    the  cycle  of  life  and  death  .

IV.    THE  WOLF.    murders  of  crows  .    frost-bitten  leaves  .    wolves  howling  at  midnight  .    knocking  on  your  door  .   leaving  food  out  for  stray  animals  .    the  twang  of  an  acoustic  guitar  .    honey  .    tiny  red  buds  on  trees  .    claw  marks  on  the  walls  .    golden  eyes  .    slightly  too  long  stubble  .    sharp  canines  .  soft  ,     thick  fur .   hunger  .   a  small  cottage  in  the  middle  of  the  woods  .    knitted  fingerless  gloves  .   sleeping  on  the  forest  floor  .    always  finding  your  way  back  home  .

tagged by: @arrowablaze <3

tagging: @atkwar @discipulusmaleficus @antithesederzeit @oncespilled @skeleton-grayii

[zoomingupthathill-moved]

antithesederzeit asked:

“ i’m not going to hurt you.  i came here to help.  ”

        Max eyed him suspiciously, he came here to help? Since when was he helpful? “-- How many drinks have you had?” She simply asked, arching an eyebrow curiously. He didn’t smell like booze, and he wasn’t slurring his words. It was just odd to her. “Fine, then help. If that is what you came to do, do it. I swear to god, if you try anything..”