#WORM ALERT
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sw0rd-l0gic · 4 months ago
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i been listening to nothing but worm alert lately
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real-s4lmonid · 1 year ago
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he looks like he could do this. squished dealer
Releasing a series of headcanons on Dealer!
Starting with a base. (Biologists and anatomists - don’t punch me)
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little-ghostgirl-31 · 2 months ago
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Jack Doohan lol 😼 I thought he’d be silly in a chiefs jersey 🐭🐭
Tags : @doohanisms @kuhciao @artisthoi @radkatzzstuff
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grimark · 5 days ago
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forgot i put a bunch of rice in my bowl before i ladled stew on top of it and when i dug around with my spoon all the rice came to the top and for a second i thought it was like. an eruption of bugs in my stew.
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camellcat · 1 month ago
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having some weird fuck ass inferiority complex is great actually I've decided. everyone is better than me at all times always without exception. which means I have to be perfect to even reach bare minimum. which means because I'm trying so fucking hard just to be capital o okay that actually I'm not doing too bad in the eyes of others even if I know in my heart and in my head it is the worst thing that has ever been conceived in the history of art and love. which means surely someone will appreciate if not you then at least your effort even when you yourself do not
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chantlight · 3 months ago
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amour-anguis · 1 year ago
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hi friends! i’d like you to meet my new pup :)
this is Moony <3
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she is a rescue from an awful situation, and i got to take her home today 🫶🏻
she is the loveliest, gentlest girl, and i am so lucky to be the one to give her a home :) yall im in tears
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she is so excited to meet you all!!
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floatinginlilspace · 1 month ago
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Hi, I just wanted to let you know that in your moodboard based on you you used a onesie from Onesies Down Under which is labeled as a age play, abdl, ddlg, and variants company
no idea when this was sent but hi hello anon, thanks for letting me know but I am well aware of that already lol and I'm okay with it ! ^^
I personally am not against age pIay kinks of any sort - while the idea makes me a bit uncomfy as a sfw age regressor - I don't mind using sfw products intended for k!nk communities, as they aren't inherently sexual ! whether that be physically purchasing them or using pictures for moodboards :P I'm using em for sfw age regression reasons and that's all that matters to me !
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furbs-and-wurms · 2 years ago
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Look. At what I FOUND
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ALBERT
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icharchivist · 3 months ago
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you've heard of "i talked to a companion and then the menu showed they were interested in me and i don't know which option i even picked for that", now get ready for "this game doesn't even have a menu on how companion feels about you, you talked to one companion to redo an old dialogue and talked to more people, and then the moment you leave the room an achievement saying "a companion is attracted to you ;D" pops up". Because how the fuck..... what.... wHAT DID I DO
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roscvcins · 3 months ago
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@misericordiis asked : 🗡 for HANZHU (i’m on mobile nejdnfkf) - Send 🗡 to hold a blade to my muse’s throat for their reaction! (I sure hope it's you sending me this on anon otherwise it's about to be REALLY FUCKING AWKWARD)
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She lifts her gaze from the documents she's scanning through in the dark JUST IN TIME to catch the reflection of the moonlight glinting silver on metal arcing through the air before it finds its destination in the side of her neck. The sharp point only skims her hood as she ducks out of the way, however - the quiet howl and the wind that hits her cheek a second later providing just enough information. The next swing is just as fast, just as close, and as she steps back she draws her own blade. A gun is better in nearly all circumstances, but presently less suitable in the dark - and, from the start, she hadn't meant to be discovered. But since it's come to it anyway, she doesn't mind stretching a bit.
(Everybody knows that Hanzhu hasn't been very REASONABLE, lately.)
A furrow creases her brows. The assailant, equally shrouded in darkness, sticks to her just a little too close in the finite space they presently share, like somehow she's being seen through - or is she seeing through the other? In fact, she thinks distractedly, far more distracted than she's been in any fight recently - maybe it's a trick of the space, but why does it seem that she's so familiar with this set of movements? It's easy to imagine where their DANCE goes next, and her body reacts almost on its own to accommodate the movement, like she's done this many times before.
She has to be overcomplicating it. Rolls to the side, disrupting the rhythm, finally in the light again. Head on, it will be inevitable she'll become collateral - but she has a good, clear shot, and she's ready to end this encounter. It has been a long time since she's been patient. Moves before she can fully consider this option, already angling her body for minimal impact and keeping power in the hand that grips her blade. And then her eyes widen as moonlight illuminates the other's face, familiar as the dreams that accompany her sleep nightly, her heart seizing in her chest and the air suddenly pulling out of her lungs. In the silence of that moment she forgets how to breathe. Unable to pull back from the momentum, unable to discern in that moment, dream from reality.
Her wrist spins, the hilt of her knife pressing into his collar in the last second. His blade disappears into her hand, her knuckles white as she wraps her fingers around the metal.
"...Caleb?" It's a long time before she finds her voice, small and unsteady, and the blood that pulls in her palm drips an unsteady rhythm, tapping against the floor.
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juliette-cai-enthusiast · 1 year ago
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Going from instinctively denying that they’re friends to “He’s kind of a buddy of mine” in the span of ONE EPISODE. not even TEN MINUTES APART. Dean Winchester I hate you.
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xylo-slongium · 1 year ago
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"Would you still love me if I was worm" is old, it's boring and predictable
"Woukd you still love me if I was a sunfish" is real, it's raw and will absolutely get you
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wormwarnings · 9 months ago
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ghost-proofbaby · 2 years ago
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WIP Ask gameee
It will come back - Kas!Eddie (or the other vamp!Eddie one on there) 🖤
BAABBE i know if no one will let me scream about kas/vamp eddie, you will.
i'll be honest the other vamp!eddie one is solely porn no plot (well sort of plot, cause... vamp!eddie). i just wanted post upside down eddie to bite my ass. my bad.
BUT it will come back? WOOF. surprisingly, this one isn't a spotify wrapped one, but is still based on the hozier song. and i'm a huge sucker for the vampire trope of forming blood bonds/connections... so, this happened haha.
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His nights were plagued with bad dreams, with thirst and cravings he couldn’t quite name. He’d wake up, burning up from the inside out with a fever that never existed. Tearing skin. Puncture wounds. Blood spilling across floors and his lips alike. He could never tell if the shivers that traced his spine had been from the cruel visions that had become his nightly visitors or if it was due to his perpetual drop in temperature that had worried Nancy since the very first night home from the hospital, that had concerned the nurses who piled blankets atop him during his week long sleep of recovery. 
Your nights were even less kind. Horrific memories were the demons that haunted you — remembering the way you had watched Eddie cut that sheet rope, remembering finding him bloodied on the ground, remembering the warmth of his blood seeping across your palms and how when your ear had turned just as heated with it as you pressed it to his chest. Only to hear nothing. Emptiness.
His heart had stopped for minutes. Plural.
It had been your steady rhythm, your desperate hands and your gasping breaths breathing into his lungs. You’d sunk your claws into him, caught them right between his ribs and had decided he couldn’t leave you.
Some nights, when you wake up screaming, you can still taste his blood on your lips. You sometimes still swore that when you’d checked for a pulse after that, you hadn’t heard anything. Still worried that Eddie Munson’s heart never really restarted and resumed beating. 
The worst was when you’d stare through the faded grey of  mornings plastering across your room’s walls, and could still remember that initial look in his blown out pupils, once honey brown swallowed in pure black as he’d taken his first breath on his own. 
Hunger.
You’d felt it, too. Shame riddled you on the nights you’d come down from the nightmares and remember it; it was as though the Universe had snapped back into place the moment you’d watched his chest first rise. A need so ardent to remain at his side. A chain clicking into place, binding both yourself and Eddie to one another, unaware of just what price had been paid to keep the boy that had laid under you in this world. Unaware of the hunger you had struck the match too that would become both your downfalls.
And so it had been buried. Something alive, even with your doubts of Eddie’s liveliness, and choking on dirt while six feet under. You and Eddie, two sides of the same coin, had decided to not speak of it. He never told you how he had come to be able to pinpoint your heartbeat in every shared room he entered, throat burning as his gaze always settled on you, and you never told him of the matching aches that had shamefully sparked within your chest and between your hips for him. 
A hunger to be near one another. A hunger to devour. Neither of you really understood the heaviness.
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cheery-cherry-cherub · 11 months ago
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ATTENTION
2 worm. very serious.
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