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keikoyume · 2 months

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Have some Pitchers

#off mortis ghost #off game #off the game #off the batter #off the judge #off oc #the pitcher #off the pitcher

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regcherubim · 1 year

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more of them, now featuring gamma and lambda

being kinda the puppeteer they only speak in keyboard lol

#art #artists on tumblr #fanart #my art #off the game #off game #oc #the pitcher

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lustwithoutlore · 3 months

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After a mission…

Dick: I can’t wait to go home, have a bowl of cereal, and go to sleep.

Duke: Lucky, I have patrol in like, two hours. No sleep for me. What’re you going to do when you get home, Jason?

Dick: Wait! Let me guess. Crack open a beer, order in Chinese food, and fall asleep on the couch watching a gritty action movie.

Jason, fully planning on having a lavender scented bubble bath while drinking vanilla earl grey tea and watching Pride and Prejudice: … Something like that.

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suiheisen · 3 months

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“you dropped your dead bear": a love story

#if you came from my previous anime blog you know what time it is :’) obligatory vday fma post time. they are THE blueprint #honestly this is one of the rare times i like the dub better than the original #happy valentine's day #aka actually pitchers and catchers report to camp day #izumi curtis #sig curtis #fma #fullmetal alchemist #anime #valentines day #autoplay warning

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pierog · 1 year

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pitcher plant lamp by scott lefton (2019)

#i desire you so much #pitcher plant #carnivorous plants #lamp #art #decor #art nouveau #swag #plants #design

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etakeh · 1 year

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This is so cool.

Tell me you've never wanted a molting cicada plushie. It's got iridescent wings. LOOK AT IT.

Also got a pitcher plant backpack...with a doomed caterpillar. Sorely tempted.

(he also makes glow in the dark plants) (and breeds monstera) (and has a free downloadable guide to plant breeding for cool characteristics)

anyway support independent artists or something? that make cool things?

#art #bugs #plants #insects #invertabrates #cicadas #pitcher plant #caterpillars #carnivorous plants #vegetarian bugs

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hairmetal666 · 8 days

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Everyone in the league knows about Eddie Munson. He has the makings of a great pitcher, except for the fact that his slider has a 75% chance of sliding too high and his fastballs mostly end up in the dirt. His technique is wild, flailing, unrestrained. Which is why Steve is beside himself when he learns about the trade.

The owners, they think that Steve being the best catcher in the league means he can work with Eddie, settle him, make him a real prospect. Steve's input isn't needed with the decision already made, but Munson--with all his tattoos piercings and leather--looks like he'd rather hock a loogie at Steve than take directions from him.

And Steve is the best in the league, the glue that keeps the team together. They're a well-oiled machine, and Eddie is--Eddie is a squeaky wheel.

They meet for the first time, briefly, in the locker room. He's seen the guy before, of course, but now, like this, he can't help but be intrigued by his pale skin and long curls and brown doe-eyes, his lightly muscled frame. And they're in the locker room, Eddie with just a towel around his waist, exposing his toned chest and stomach and the black swirl of his tattoos.

"Steve Harrington!" Eddie reaches out a hand. "Great to meet you, man."

"You too. Excited to have you with us." The handshake is quick and firm and Steve is trying not to be surprised about how excited and genuine the guy sounds, keep his mind away from thinking of how Eddie is naked aside from the towel.

With only a few weeks until the start of the regular season, Eddie starts pitching to Steve. And Steve, he so expects Eddie to fight and grumble and refuse, that his head sort of spins when, on the first day, Eddie claps him on the back with his glove, says, "where do you want me, cap?" and that's that.

He wants to say that they dislike each other, that they're a bad fit, that Eddie is full himself and refuses constructive criticism.

Instead.

Instead it's easy.

Eddie doesn't complain, doesn't argue, just watches Steve, learns him, takes his advice and notes and implements them as much as he can. They like each other, have an easy rapport, get each other. He's tight with all the pitchers, but Eddie is different. They settle each other.

They're best friends. They hangout constantly. And he doesn't have a crush; he doesn't. It would be unprofessional. They're best friends.

But sometimes, sometimes he thinks he catches Eddie looking at him. It's impossible. Of course it's impossible. Eddie couldn't be into the guy Sports Illustrated called "baseball's Ralph Lauren model" in the intro to Steve's Body Issue photo spread. And it doesn't matter one way or the other because Steve won't make a move. He won't jeopardize the team like that.

They don't touch. He touches everyone on the team, often, and Eddie particularly is a physical guy, but aside from that first handshake, he keeps his distance. Steve's afraid--even though it's silly, he's afraid--that once they start touching, he won't be able to stop, and he can't let that happen.

The team is good, competing for first place in the National League. Eddie's success has made everyone else better.

It's late July, they're in first place in the league, and Eddie's pitching a perfect game. There's only been 24 perfect games thrown in the history of Major League Baseball, but it's the eighth inning and Eddie's doing it.

A pitch goes wild, veers high over the umpire's head. Eddie's shaken, Steve can tell with how his fist tightens compulsively around the ball. The next pitch swings wide, towards the batter's knees.

The count is at 2 balls, no strikes, and he can see, even from behind home plate Steve can see, that Eddie's losing it. He heads for the mound, refuses to let it end like this. He closes the distance between them, has a quick internal debate before he puts his hand on Eddie's lower back. They've never touched, this is it, this is--warmth bleeds from Eddie's skin, through the fabric of his jersey, goes straight to Steve's head.

Eddie frowns. "I don't think I--"

"You're going to do it, Ed. I know. I can feel it." He pats his chest, over his heart. "It's gonna happen."

Eddie's breathing settles and it's only then that Steve realizes he's rubbing circles into Eddie's back with his thumb. He's not sure when he started, doesn't want to stop, loves being able to feel.

"Okay," Eddie says.

"Okay."

Steve removes his hand, heads back to home, still tingling with the warmth of Eddie's body even as he crouches behind the plate.

He closes out the inning with three definitive strike outs. The crowd goes wild.

They take the field for the top of the 9th, the crowd is screaming, ready for this, the energy zipping through every player on the field.

It goes by in a blur. Nine pitches. Eddie's perfect game is wrapped up in nine phenomenal pitches.

As the ump calls the last out, there's a moment of complete and utter quiet in the stadium, Steve's heart a pounding hum in his ears, before pandemonium breaks loose. There's screaming, fireworks, someone is crying--

All he can see is Eddie. Eddie's who's thrown his glove to the dirt, is barreling towards him with a triumphant smile bright on his face. Steve stands, runs to close the distance. He sees the moment that Eddie decides to jump into his arms, catches him easily--will always catch him--but his legs are tired and the momentum gets him, sends them tumbling back into the grass.

They're both yelling, laughing, smiling hard enough to hurt. Eddie's hair has fallen out if its tie, tumbling around his shoulders, and Steve gazes at him, can't help it, in this moment can admit that he's so, so astronomically in love.

It's only then Steve realizes that the laughter's stopped, that Eddie's gazing back. Brown eyes shining bright with happiness, cheeks flushed pink, lips parted. Thoughtless, he reaches up to caress Eddie's cheek.

The team reaches them, streaming around them, yanking Eddie and Steve to their feet. The celebration stretches around them, the moment slipping away. He wants to finish what they started but there are interviews, champagne showers, congratulations, that keep them apart. Sometimes, from across the room, their eyes meet, and there's heat there that's new, that sparks something low in Steve's gut.

Hours pass, and finally he finds himself alone in the locker room. He's just pulled on his t-shirt when the door shuts behind him. He spins, finds Eddie, waiting, watching.

He crosses the room without a word, can't not, not now, not after everything. They grapple for a second, the wanting so strong that it takes a second to settle, to find each other. They kiss hard, desperate, seething with desire.

Steve hopes it never ends and it doesn't, just tapers into soft kisses, gentle nips. He can't bring himself to step away.

"Is this for real ?" Eddie whispers.

"I've been insane about you since the trade."

Eddie's smile is blinding. "I used to have those pictures of you--the ones with the little red shorts?--in my locker in the minors. Feel like I'm living in a dream right now."

It lights him up inside, knowing that Eddie wants him, has wanted him. "Let me take you home and show you just how real it is?"

He snorts, but his dimples deepen, eyes shining. "What a line, sweetheart."

"Yeah well, the baseball field isn't the only place where I hit home runs."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #baseball au #teammates to lovers #ficlet #fluff #first kiss #feelings confession #steve thinks he'll hate eddie but he just falls in love with him instead #pitcher eddie munson #catcher steve harrington #i had this idea a month ago and forgot about it #dom/sub undertones in the way that what if steve gently doms eddie into pitching better #what if steve modeled for SI's body issue and what if eddie is obsessed with him the whole time #really playing fast and loose with how major league baseball works

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wyldeplantlife · 2 years

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Pitcher Plant Lamp

#indoor plants #houseplants #house plants #tropical plants #plants #plantblr #pitcher plants

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attyattlaw · 3 months

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dont ask me abt baseball do i look like i sport at any capacity

#insert catcher pitcher joke here #one piece #trafalgar law #eustass kid #eustass kidd #killer???#i had this idea like some night ago and then forgot abt it and then remembered it again bc i saw khr yamamoto takeshi on my dash #anyway im going back to strike and zine dungeon #edit. i headcanon kid as a leftie but i cant pass up the silhouette similarity of his metal hand = baseball glove

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lelelego · 5 months

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smile like you mean it

what i was going for for each boone:

top left: hiding his amusement behind his hand

bottom left: hell yeah i'm going to enjoy kicking your ass bloody with my bare hands

center: feeling so much fondness that some shows on his face

top right: hell yeah i'm going to enjoy shooting these guys down

bottom right: extremely s-rank rare moment, 10-hearts event type of smile

solo drawing: reminiscing about carla...

#craig boone #fallout new vegas #fnv #fallout #i just had a stray thought about how boone would smile when he does smile and then blacked out and then a bunch of sketches appeared #i had a lot of fun colouring <3 #whos he looking at in the bottom right corner? thanks for asking. well (knocks over a pitcher of water and bolts out of the room)#doodly thingy #fallout tag

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keikoyume · 2 years

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Looks like they’re having fun!

I’ve found a bunch of Batter and Pitcher doodles in my files!

#off batter #off the batter #the batter off #off (game)#off mortis ghost #off oc #the pitcher #doodles

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apsciencebydan · 27 days

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Pitcheresque 💛

Almost just went home after work today. I would have missed this.

There's a little patch of pitcher plants in a marshy area of my home away from home, and they're blooming now.

#nature #photography #carnivorous plants #Pitcher plants #Florida #botany #Flowers

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regcherubim · 2 years

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the oc. the sona. the selfincert, even...

#art #artists on tumblr #fanart #my art #off the game #off game #oc #the pitcher

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seismic-tartness · 5 months

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This is made of glass

Blaschka Glass Models of Plants exhibit at the Harvard Museum of Natural History

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A photo of a large pitcher plant sculpture sitting in a case of glass and dark wood on a white background in a museum exhibit. The plant is photographed from below, so the plant's roots and bottom of the purple and yellow pitchers are in the foreground. The stems, leaves, and flowers are seen from below.

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A close-up photo of the leaves and pitchers, taken from above the pitchers.

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There are two signs to the left of the sculpture of the pitcher plant. The first and larger sign reads:

From the Hands of the Makers Over the course of fifty years, Leopold and Rudolf Blaschka, father and son, continually experimented with materials and methods that pushed the boundaries of glassworking. After his father's death in 1895, Rudolf continued to refine glass formulations, experiment with pigments and varnishes, and create his own palette of colored glass enamels. He produced this Great Pitcher Plant, Nepenthes maxima (right), the largest and most complicated model in the collection, using many of his innovative techniques.

The smaller plaque identifies the artwork and reads:

Nepenthes maxima (Great Pitcher Plant) Indonesia, New Guinea & Philippines by Rudolf Blauschka, 1906

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#how is this glass. how.#glass flowers #rudolf blauschka #art #glass art #nepenthes maxima #pitcher plants #carnivorous plants #harvard museum of natural history #cambridge ma #my photos #botany

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dario-el-estupido · 2 months

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