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figurecollection · 2 months

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Hitori Gotou Attention-Seeking Monster Ver. Nendoroid by Good Smile Company, from Bocchi the Rock!

#hitori gotou #i heart worm #Attention-Seeking Monster #nendoroid #good smile company #action #bocchi the rock #bocchi the rock!#btr #2024 #anime figure #anime figures #anime #figure #figures #figurine #figurines

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lotrmusical · 3 months

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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

#was calling beckett and scouring the works of eliza cook looking for lesbianism #good amounts of lesbianism in evidence but unfortunately very little in the way of good poetry #APART from this worm one which DOES NOT MISS #eliza cook #is there a thriving eliza cook tag on tumblr. somehow i doubt it #the hand of the giant and the heart of the brave / must turn weak and submit to the worm and the grave!#not an original theme ofc but GOD the treatment is delightful. so fresh so gleeful some rlly nice use of sound. rlly solidly constructed #words #gay belligerence

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kosalus · 7 months

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combining the two things im obsessed with bc the brainworms are real bad

#haha brain worms #the crossover that no one asked for but i am too ill about them and needed to do it #alternatively: girlies with religious trauma and girlies without their heart #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 fanart #karlach #shadowheart #bg3 #bg3 fanart #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth #gideon nav #harrowhark nonagesimus #kiriona gaia #the locked tomb fanart #gideon the ninth fanart #my art

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corrodedparadox · 8 days

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I think he’s lost

#my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #heart #worm #anatomical heart #gore #I guess

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utopianoverlord · 5 months

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#Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 spoilers #Astarion #bg3edit #vgedit #gamingedit #`23 #`bg3 #gifbox`bg3 #aesfocus #in the first act his inexperience with freedom made him reckless with attempting power-grabs #like all over the place no matter the cost #for him to caution with his full loving heart on ascension using the fuckoff worm... floored #'I want you to stay you'? right back at you dear #*this is from my beginning Act 3 everyone. by the way. lol

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zoroslost · 5 months

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When you have to chaperone your first mate and your adopted father to a concert and run into your friend ex-ally and have to help him out of another insane situation

#I just think that cora would have had a blast at the concert during film red #i spent way too long on this for it being a glorified screencap redraw #I would've given cora different make-up and hair probably but i didnt want him to be unrecognizable #I'll share my cora design notes and inspo in the reblog tomorrow #one piece #opfanart #trafalgar law #bepo one piece #donquixote corazon #donquixote rosinante #heart pirates #my art #homegrown worms

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pidgydraws · 3 months

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🌻 in any life 🌻

the character redesigns in Trigun Stampede finally caused my brain to realize all of the similarities between two of my most beloved ships: Vash and Wolfwood, and Touya and Yukito. Both, just a couple a sad boys - one of them inhuman and one of them with inhuman powers - trying to find a way to be together and protect the people they love from forces way outside of their control.

#trigun #trigun stampede #vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #pidgy drew #Trigun and Card Captor Sakura are both so formative to who i am as a human being that it's pretty messed up #lol lol lol lol lol #both these ships got too much 'please just let them be happy' energy that will eat at my heart like voracious worms until the day i die #(oO v Oo)#artists on tumblr #digital art

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robottheodorlasso · 1 year

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Happy anniversary to @hubristicfool sending a simple innocuous message… Unknowingly creating an insanity it would consume us both…. (Ft this thing I draw after I was show the “is this a fucking joke” scene hgdhsbsgsg)

#i Would love to say from the bottom of my heart thanks for all the brain worms you’ve shared with me Cyrus and being my partner in crime #ted lasso #trent crimm #Tedependent #ted x trent #my art

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strawberryspence · 8 months

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inspired by the recent events (think of a singer and football player) and ofc, inspired by the brilliant, @henderdads, who has graciously allowed me to make this into a whole thing. 👀

check out the original post!

*i don’t know ANYTHING about the NFL, so sorry for the obvious mistakes*

”What do you mean?” Steve looks up from tying his shoelaces, and stares at his agent.

“Harrington, how many times do I have to say this?” Robin smirks at him, “He’s here. He’s sitting with Mama Joyce.”

Steve’s 100% sure a wire short circuits in his brain. He blinks rapidly at her before asking once again.

“Eddie Munson?”

Robin hums, “Ahuh.”

“Like the 12 time Grammy winner, Eddie Munson, from Corroded Coffin?”

Robin slaps a hand on her forehead, “Yes, Steve! Eddie Munson is in the stadium right now. You’re the one who asked me to arrange his seats.”

Steve jumps from the wooden benches, “I didn’t think he would come!”

Robin crosses her arms, “First of all, you were the one who made that bracelet with your number on it—“

“I WAS DRUNK!”

Robin puts up a finger, “You weren’t drunk when you brought it to his concert and asked Lucas Sinclair to hand it to him. You also weren’t drunk when you announced it on a podcast, when it could’ve been a secret for all of us to keep. Second of all, you whined and annoyed me until I finally caved in, called his publicist to finally arrange the whole thing and the thanks I get is more whining?!”

Oh no. Steve stares at her, as all of the things she said finally sinks in. Oh no. Eddie Munson is in the crowd. He came. Steve asked and Eddie came. He’s gonna watch Steve Harrington play. Weirdly, he wonders if this is what Eddie feels when he’s about to play sold out arenas. Steve’s never felt nervous to play, the field is— well— his comfort place and not once has he had this sense of dread to play. Not even when he had to play the Super Bowl.

"I didn't think he'd come!" Steve panics.

“Uh-oh. No time for panic attacks. The game starts in about 15 minutes.”

“Oh my god.” Steve groans as she pushes him out of the locker rooms to the halls. There’s TVs in every corner, and one TV catches his attention.

There he is.

Eddie Munson’s sitting beside his adoptive mother and his siblings. Dear God. In what world is this real?

The commentator squeals in delight as he broadcasts, “Here’s one for the books, one that’s surely going to break the internet tonight. In the crowd tonight, we have the lead singer of best selling metal group, Eddie Munson. The rumors are apparently true! Harrington and Munson are definitely friends, maybe even more?”

Steve groans as Sinclair moves pass him, bumping shoulders. A huge smirk on his face, “I didn’t think you could do it, but I have to say, I am very proud of you.”

”Leave me alone.” He sulks as Lucas walks down the hall laughing his head off.

When Steve started talking to Eddie, he never really thought he’d end up here. Did he want something serious with Eddie? Well, yes. He’s been crushing on the man since he realized he was bisexual and Eddie was already the cover of the Seventeen magazine for nth time. But Eddie was a superstar singer who’s still on a world tour that has already sold billions, so no, Steve didn’t expect him to be here. He also knows that Eddie just got out of a pretty public break-up, so he didn’t expect anything but friendship. He just— shoot his shot and prayed to the Gods.

Steve thinks back to the conversation they had a few nights ago. A conversation only possible through the help of prayer and two shots of vodka.

“You wanna go out this Sunday?” Steve asks, trying his best to keep the nerves under the wraps.

“Isn’t that the day of the game?” Eddie speaks over the phone and Steve still can’t fathom the fact that he’s talking to Eddie Munson on a regular Wednesday night.

“Yeah, I mean. We can go out after the game.” Steve gulps, and he feels the need to take another shot.

”Huh.” Eddie hums, “Would that be a date, Harrington?”

“Yes.” Steve lightly bangs his head on the wall, “I mean, if you want it to be.” Steve covers his mouth to muffle the embarrassing sounds that comes out from him. What a wuss.

“Here, let’s play a fun little game. Let’s wait till Sunday.” Steve can hear the smirk in his voice, and god, Steve will have to look up the damn “Eddie Munson smirks for 10 minutes” compilation on Youtube again.

”What do you mean?”

“I’ll think about it. On Sunday, if I’m in the crowd then maybe we can get some dinner. If I’m not, then maybe next time.” There’s a playfulness in his voice that makes Steve want to tear his hair out.

Steve gnaws at his lips, that sounds easy enough, “Okay. That sounds… easy.”

Eddie laughs. It’s music to Steve’s ears and he feels pathetic, “Not so easy, big boy. If I’m there, you have to get a touchdown and then it’s a date. If not, then we hang out with your siblings. They’re pretty cool.”

Steve stares at the wall in his room, there’s maybe 50% chance he’ll get a touchdown. He could talk to Sinclair and McKinney to get him the ball. He could do it. It’s just another touchdown. He’s done—what?— like 50 touchdowns in his life.

”Okay.” Steve gulps, “Let’s do it.”

“HARRINGTON!” Steve blinks back to the present, lifting his eyes away from the picture of Eddie Munson wearing the red windbreaker representing his team.

Hopper’s calling him over, a smirk clear on his face. Why is everyone fucking smirking at him? “I see you’re distracted. I hope this doesn’t cripple your ability to play.”

”Hop!” Steve groans, only for his coach to laugh and pat him in the back.

“Go on! Line up!” Hop smiles, winking at him, “Good luck out there.”

Steve puts on his helmet, before taking a few deep breathes.

He just needs a touchdown. One touchdown.

Steve smiles.

He’d do anything for Eddie Munson.

A touchdown is nothing.

#okay so again i dont know anything about nfl and football #i will write more after i finish this three hour long video about football #thank you cass for allowing me to write this #i love you from the bottom of my heart #this are the only worms i have right now #steddie #dae writes #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #steddie rants #steddie headcanon #daeheadcanons #steddie famous au #steddie fanfic

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oobbbear · 1 month

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Here comes the pooollllyyyy

Some doodles and comics to introduce their relationship :]

Now this is out of the way, I can move on with the story

#my art #orange knife #oc #heart #ok #worm #i should probably post all these comics indivisually #but that would look very messy on the master post

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mediumgayitalian · 2 months

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y’all i cannot stop fucking thinking about it. will with his big blue eyes, youngest of them all, completely musically untalented and rhythmically challenged but by the gods does he understand the human body. following lee around holding his quiver and rattling off whatever he just learned from watching michael in the infirmary. doted on by his big siblings. talking for hours about a galaxy far far away with heroes who choose to save the world, aren’t forced to, hey, they’re heroes, just like you, lee! and his siblings have dreams, they know the prophecies, they look at their little brother and they know he will be alone. they don’t know why or how yet but they can feel in their very soul that he will be out in the stupid world with all its hatred and violence and he will have to defend himself. and he can’t shoot straight and he cries when he hurts someone in training, and all he wants to do is help, and he doesn’t understand that people can be cruel and they will take his kindness and bleed him dry. and a war is coming. they can feel it. do you think they would be desperate? for themselves as much as will? i don’t know how long i will live. i don’t know how long i have left. but you will be there, son of phoebus. i know you will. remember me, okay? remember how i loved you. remember how we loved each other, remember how we healed and fought and cared. please. please, will, remember us. and remember how we loved you.

#I AM FUCKING SOBBING ON THE GROUND #WHY DID I WRITE THAT 😭😭😭😭😭 WHY DID I OPEN THE CAN OF WORMS #all i can think of is lee!!#with his brothers and sisters and his gift of prophecy!!!#KNOWING he is going to die!!!!#knowing will is the only one who is going to survive!!!!#what do you do with that!!!#how do you deal with that!!!!#how do you put armour around his heart???#how do you protect him when you know you won’t be there #when you know he’ll have NOBODY???#HOW?????? HOW DO YOU LIVE WITH YOURSELF #WITH THE GODS????#and knowing how he finally goes…..#do you think it haunts him in elysium #or do you think for once the gods we merciful #and let him die before he saw the look in wills eyes #as he cradled the pieces of his skull #and sobbed #and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed #gods help me.#will solace #lee fletcher #will solace & lee fletcher #will solace angst

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newobsessionincoming · 1 year

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How could you have voted caterpilla! You broke wormy’s 5 hearts

#polls #we let wormy down #did you know worms have 5 hearts #more hearts than caterpillar 😒#not bitter I swear #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #destiel #castiel #tumblr trends

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harmonictechnicality · 9 months

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Eddie's One Rule

prompt: cake | wc: 311 | rating: T (for language) | for @steddiemicrofic's August prompt :)

Eddie had been perfectly clear on the “No Strippers” rule for his bachelor party. Tacky Las Vegas casino? Sure. Concerning amounts of tequila served in glow-in-the-dark shot glasses? Whatever. Karaoke at a space-themed diner?

… Okay. He’ll admit - that last one sounds fucking awesome. He’s been rehearsing a thrashy rendition of Mr. Roboto for weeks now. In all honesty, strippers were his only veto.

But here they are, standing in a dimly-lit club that’s not even remotely close to the Vegas strip.

“Low blow, man. Really.” Eddie gestures to the pole in the center of the room, then back towards Gareth. Should’ve revoked his Best Man privileges while he had the chance.

Gareth ignores him and yells, “Bring it in, fellas!”

“Bring what in-”

The low strums of ‘I Touch Myself’ by the Divinyls flows through the speakers as the backdoor opens. The rest of Eddie’s wedding party begin rolling out a wooden cart with goddamn cake on it.

And it’s not an ordinary cake - not even an edible one. This one is clearly fake and almost six feet tall.

The cardboard lid pops off, revealing Eddie’s fiancé emerging from the top, fucking shirtless (which is the least surprising part of the evening).

His anger dissolves behind the sound of Steve belting the song, head swaying offbeat. Looking so damn happy. Eddie hasn’t made many good decisions in his life, but Steve is by far his best.

“Still wanna marry me after this little stunt?” Steve asks, pointing at the cake structure around him.

Eddie saunters over, rolling his eyes despite that swirling pulse of love in his chest. Steve automatically bends over from the center. Kisses him, still humming the song as their lips meet.

“Why wait?” Eddie smiles. He brushes a few strands of Steve’s hair behind his ear and whispers, “We’re in Vegas right now, baby.”

#steddie #steddie fic #steddiemicroficaugust #hi hello I haven't written in a while #or shared my writing in a while so pls be gentle #thank you to anyone taking the time to still read my silly little brain worms!#makes my heart so so happy 💖#and yes - they get married by an Elvis impersonator at 3am

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solomiracle · 4 months

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