#piscium

[siqk0]

eta piscium

[briarwaters]

characters inspired by my birthchart (6/6)

sun/saturn: pisces simple, selective, water that holds up a ship

Orphne the forgotten

Orphne is much like water vapor, but even though she is subtle and shy, there is power burning behind her eyes. Any power she lacks physically, she makes up in magic. Saturn is the voice you question with, it’s pure curiosity with no thought of what the answers may bring. 

Orphne is another name for Styx, the river that runs in Hades domain. Being born in its water, Orphne has a dark affinity to magic, and a secondary to water. 

[yonder-yonder]

[puppy-steve]

hi, i’m sorry you’re feeling sad and i hope it passes quickly <3 here’s the silliest photo of my cat that always makes me giggle, she sat like that, tongue out and a vacant look in her eyes, staring at me for five minutes, only snapped out of it when i very lightly poked her tongue (it was the wrong move, she was offended)

oh i love her blep so much 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 thank you del! 💙

[sidekick-hero]

I have not stopped thinking about "Hunter and Prey" since you mentioned it in the make me write thing so please that one for wip weekend <3

YAYY!!! I also can't stop thinking about it even though it refuses to get written 😅 It's more a collection of moments than a coherent fic for now but @legitcookie and I still love it to pieces! 💜💜

As he stands on the sidewalk in front of the nondescript looking building, he can feel the bass in the ground beneath his feet. From the outside, it looks like any other nightclub you might find in a town like Indiana. Nodding and flashing his teeth at the bouncer, he steps inside and is greeted by a dim red light barely illuminating the writhing bodies on the packed dance floor. Steve can smell their pumping blood, the scent almost overwhelming in its intensity. Their blood sings with excitement and just a hint of fear, the mixture intoxicating and for the first time in weeks his head is empty as all his senses zero in on one thing. Hunger.

[momotonescreaming]

hi hello, Steddie Dream House for wip weekend 👀💕

more Steddie Dream House, just for you 💜

PART ONE

The memory was a little tainted, but it was a good day. A fun day. And he even got a signature out of it. Maybe he should display it.

The Matchbox cars however, his models and such — he was more unsure about. He had heaps as a kid, lined them up on top of his dresser, shiny and clean and in a very specific order. He loved them. Until his parents decided he got too old and made him pack them up and put them away. Store them in a box in his closet, never to be seen. He was a big kid now, and big kids don’t play with toys.

Steve didn’t talk about them. He felt childish, silly, missing his little toy cars he was forced to give up too early. Eddie had found them entirely by accident. Had been given permission to dig through Steve’s closet to find a very specific blanket Steve had stowed on the top shelf. And as Eddie got it down, it snagged on the box and sent it tumbling down towards Eddie.

Nothing was broken — the toys or Eddie — but everything was revealed in one tense moment. He felt exposed, but had slowly revealed it all to Eddie. His toy cars his parents thought he threw away, but instead he hid on the top of his closet. In an unlabelled cardboard box.

His next birthday, Eddie had given him a model car. A larger one, a fancy one. One that looked a lot like the Bimmer. That one, he had displayed on the top of his dresser, where his little Matchbox cars used to sit.

Would it be silly to display them in a house that he owned? On a shelf with pride of place?

PART THREE

make me write for wip weekend! 💜

[delta-piscium]

i definitely always have read your name sounding like “delta-capri sun” like the juice.

idk whyyyyy my brain saw your user and filled that in but now it’s stuck. i definitely call you Del now but every time i saw your user i def thought of the juice pouch.

lmao that did not even cross my mind as a possibility but I’ll take it because who does not have fond capri suns related memories? I’ll be a juice pouch without complain

what do you call me in your head

[prxttypeony]

Tagged by the lovely @eta--piscium - thank you so much for thinking of me ❤️

Relationship status: my heart is definitely set on someone 💙

Favourite colour: light soft pink and soft, warm yellow 💕🌻

Song stuck in my head: Sex on Fire - Cannons cover

Last thing I searched: plushie stuffing pellets (trying to fix my childhood plushie lol)

Time: 10:50pm

Dream trip: currently, Germany 🤭

Something I want: a tattoo!

Tagging: @notdefeatedyet , @rainbowmoonshadow , @satansfavoritestripper , @verdi-gris , @charaie , @porcelaintears , @zelsbels-official , @flammaelunae , @calcifersfire + anyone else who wants to, just consider yourself tagged 💞

[vetrehberi]

Balıklarda Bakteriyel Yüzgeç Hastalığı

Balıklarda Bakteriyel Yüzgeç Hastalığı

Balıklarda bakteriyel yüzgeç hastalığı etkeni Pseudomonas Fluorescens, Aeromonas Liquefaciens, Haemophilus Piscium, Aeromonas salmonicida ‘dur. Bakteriyel Yüzgeç Hastalığının Klinik Semptomları Alabalık, sazan ve diğer tatlı ve tuzlu su balıklarında görülmektedir. Dorsal-kaudal ve diğer yüzgeçlerin nekrozu ve dökülmesi ile karakterizedir. İnfeksiyon önce yüzgeçte başlar ve diğer yüzgeçlere…

[calorionsstarchive]

Torcular (Omicron Piscium)

[epsi-l0n]

Is your name read as:

Epsi - ion

Or

Epsi - lon?

epsi - Lon!!

my name came from epsilon piscium, which is a star in pisces :)

[thefreakandthehair]

A Steddie fanfiction written for the @steddiebang with art by @sungods-healingg and @oriarts. 55k. Rated E.

Chapter One coming soon to ao3 on November 25, 2023! Sneak peek included below!

“Give it, hey! Give me the check,” Eddie argues, trying to pry it from Steve’s hands. “I’m not letting you pay, c’mon.” 

“I—” Steve starts grappling and tries to maintain some degree of subtly in the still bustling diner. “I’m paying, give it.” 

“Not a chance, I don’t want stories going around that I’m some kept boyfriend who uses Steve Harrington for his money.” Eddie’s lips purse and his eyes narrow. “Hand it over.”

With a final tug, Eddie celebrates internally as he yanks the envelope from Steve. He realizes belatedly that he only won that battle because Steve freezes. It takes a few seconds, maybe a moment as he slips his credit card into the little pocket and flags down their waitress again, to figure out why. 

Boyfriend. 

Presumptuous at best and enough to scare Steve off at worst. The silence is hard to read so Eddie simply hands over the check and stares with wide eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. 

“Or-- you know, just, someone who uses Steve Harrington for his money. Big baseball contract and all that?” He tries to brush it off and deflect with humor, something that usually works well enough but apparently, not on Steve. 

“You said boyfriend.” He says simply, ignoring Eddie’s attempts entirely. 

Suddenly, Eddie regrets that sweet dessert for dinner because his stomach is tumbling in a dangerous way. He rubs the back of his neck and pulls at a strand of loose hair.

“I uh, yeah, I guess I did. Do you… have thoughts? On that?” 

Steve blinks at him, three times in quick succession, before the right corner of his mouth quirks up. “I do, actually. But I think I’d rather show you and I’d probably lose that big baseball contract if I did that here.” 

“Oh?” Eddie teases, pausing to grab the check back from the waitress to sign and slide his credit card back into it wallet. When she’s far enough away that Eddie’s sure she won’t hear, he reminds Steve of their location. “My apartment’s just like, two blocks over. If uh, if you’d like to show me in a more private spot?” 

The first time Eddie massaged Steve, he felt called back to the dangerous adrenaline rushes of his youth, all impulsivity and carelessness, and he feels it again as he invites Steve back to his apartment. Or maybe, it never even left. Maybe it’s just been slowly eroding his resolve for the past two months.

Whatever the case, his body trembles when Steve says Yes. 

tagging people who've asked, expressed interest to me or in tags, etc. and some pals: @hbyrde36 @steddieasitgoes @sidekick-hero @dryptid @sharpbutsoft @cuoredimuschio @kkpwnall @starryeyedjanai @scarcrossdlvrs @marvel-ous-m @pearynice @judasofsuburbia @corrodedbisexual @shares-a-vest @hellion-child @pumpkinspicestevie @delta-piscium @perseus-notjackson @thisapplepielife @withacapitalp @nostalgicbones @hereforanepilogue @stevethehairington @nostalgicbones @t-boyeddie @theheadlessphilosopher @stobinesque @imfinereallyy @hexiewrites @maxineholtzmann @starrystevie @steddieas-shegoes @daysarestranger @goodolefashionedloverboi

[firefly-party]

Pt. 3 | Accessories -May 1st '86

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This is for you @delta-piscium ❤ As requested, here's the speed paint! I apologize in advance for a very boring middle part (the hair rendering) bc you can't see shit 😬 and also parts, where i added many tiny details that are hard to track in the vid. Anyway, i hope this helps to show my colo process.

i had to merge three different vids into one...so the transitions ain't fancy but ehhhh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

If anyone's having questions, don't hesitate to reach out ❤

Instagram art on AO3

[corrodedbisexual]

@delta-piscium shamelessly exploiting your tags for cuteness

I don't know, I think Steve would 100% use it to his advantage.

Curling up against Eddie's chest for the night and Eddie's like, "How come I'm always the big spoon? Maybe I wanna be the little spoon sometimes" and Steve just smirks, "You can't be little spoon, you're taller." - "By like a quarter of an inch!" - "Still counts. Those are the rules." - "Who makes the rules?!" - "I do."

Smiling, Steve wriggles a little to snuggle even closer, takes Eddie's hand resting on his chest and brings it to his lips for a kiss, then rests both their hands, fingers tangled together, on the pillow.

Eddie can't stop grinning into the back of his neck until he dozes off. He doesn't really mind always being the big spoon.

[sidekick-hero]

happy birthday!!! i hope you’re having a wonderful day 💕💕✨

Awww, thank you friend, I appreciate you thinking of me very much, that's very sweet 💜💜🥰

[momotonescreaming]

gotta ask about “bra” for the title tag game bc like, i am curious, i am intrigued

Thanks for the ask - this is for one of my rare pairs - so sorry if this isn't what you were expecting!!

This fic is going to be about Steve/Barb - in an au where Steve was dating her and not Nancy, all the way back in Season 1. And then it changes everything (Barb lives, for one), and they settle into domesticity together.

This fic is one of the blank documents, but the idea is - Steve and Barb are in her room, home alone, making out hot and heavy. She takes her shirt off, and they instantly get distracted because "Hey, is that a new bra?"

Barb explains that it is - and while it's super pretty, it's also the most uncomfortable thing ever. And they talk about bras, and Steve ends it all with telling her that if it's that uncomfortable... maybe she should... take it off...

And she laughs because "Wow. What a line, Steve Harrington.”

This whole thing is going to be them being goofy, and silly, and in love -- and also a chance to try and get better at writing kissing and more spicy leaning things.

ask me about my wips!