#emily worm

[faultlinescrew]

Might as well put a few of my hcs here: mostly just members of faultines crew (labyrinth, newter, spitfire), bc they rlly do live in my head rent free

[figscigfigs]

when the purple worm gets revealed zac asks “this is super strong, right?” to which at the same time emily and murph respond

emily “it’s so bad”

murph (with his head in his hands) “it’s so good”

they meant the same thing (yes this is a super powerful hard to beat monster) but they said it in their own perfect respective player/dm ways ahhhhh

[melodysbookhaven]

“Is there anything better than iced coffee and a bookstore on a sunny day? I mean, aside from hot coffee and a bookstore on a rainy day.”

Emily Henry, Book Lovers

[judasofsuburbia]

something something caretaker! steve gets hired by rockstar! eddie to look after and live with wayne. everything is set up over the phone after eddie was given his resume so eddie's never physically seen the guy but he has enough positive reviews and references that it seems like there is anybody in this world that doesn't like this steve harrington fellow.

wayne munson soon becomes his #1 fan.

wayne keeps telling eddie all about steve in their weekly phone calls. anytime eddie tries to steer the conversation into something actually about wayne's health and wellbeing, wayne manages to involve steve. says that steve's blushing face is real handsome while steve rolls his eyes and laughs to himself across the room.

"you should come home on your next break," wayne says.

"i'm planning to."

"steve really wants to meet you," wayne says with an infliction.

"well, shit, wayne. from how much you gush about him, i'm excited to meet your new boyfriend too," eddie teases.

"oh hush, you. my casanova days are over. you, however, could use someone good."

the next break eddie has, nearly six months after steve starts working for the munsons, he arrives at nearly 11pm. he's quiet as he sneaks into the house he bought wayne years ago and nearly shits himself when he sees steve hanging out on the couch watching TV. he drops his suitcase to the floor, jolting steve out of his trance.

"oh god, i'm so sorry!" steve rushes to say as eddie clutches his chest and tries to steady his breathing.

"steve, i take it?" eddie laughs breathlessly.

"yeah, hi," steve stands from the couch and holds his hand out. "nice to finally meet you."

steve steps into the light as he does this and eddie's taken aback by just how handsome he is. oh fuck, wayne wasn't just messing around. eddie takes his hand, firm and strong, and shakes it.

"sorry to jumpscare you like that," steve smiles and his eyes twinkle in the low hallway light.

"no, i should've prepared myself," eddie says. "someone hasn't been in the house either than wayne or i in....well, ever."

"don't worry, i'll try to keep mostly to myself as you two have quality bonding time," steve replies sheepishly.

eddie shakes his head. "you don't gotta do that. you're more welcome around us than anyone. i owe you so much for looking after him."

steve smiles. "you already sign all my paychecks."

right, yeah. eddie's technically this guy's boss. eddie's never really thought of it that way before. that means any plans eddie's monkey brain had in the last thirty seconds about flirting with the handsome caretaker is out the window. it wouldn't be appropriate. eddie slouches and gives steve a tired smile.

"i'm gonna turn in. see you at breakfast?" eddie asks, hopeful despite his conflicting internal monologue.

"be prepared for oatmeal," steve jokes. "it's the only thing he wants for breakfast nowadays."

eddie scrunches up his face. "you don't have any poptarts or anything fun stashed away somewhere?"

"depends. do you like brown sugar cinnamon?" steve asks.

"love it," eddie whispers.

"then yeah, your breakfast fate can be a little better," steve nudges his elbow and it lights up eddie's skin.

"thank you caretaker steve," eddie salutes and turns heel to his teenage bedroom.

over the next few days, eddie goes out of his mind. he watches steve just do his job, the job he hired him to do, and he's still going crazy over it. how steve prepares for everything, accidents and things eddie couldn't even predict. spoon feeds wayne if his hands are too shaky. jokes and messes around with him like he's family. wayne's eyes keep drifting over to eddie's when steve isn't looking, a smug little smirk on his face.

"it can't happen," eddie seethes when steve leaves the room. "you're what's important here and i need him to stick around."

"and i need you to stop moping about the country, getting your heart broken every other week," wayne retorts. "steve's a good boy. he would treat you right."

"we don't even know if he's gay," eddie grumbles.

wayne gives him an unimpressed look that makes eddie bark out a frustrated laugh. "take a look at his bedroom, kid. you'll have all your questions answered," wayne advises right before steve returns.

"jeopardy time?" steve asks, hands already on wayne's wheelchair handles.

"eddie is gonna beat us both," wayne claims.

"that so?" steve beams. eddie is glaring daggers at wayne.

"he's full of useless facts," wayne jokes while eddie throws up his hands and steve laughs joyfully.

eddie falls for steve more and more as the week goes on. he tries his best to restrain it, tries his best to never be alone with steve. catches himself from checking steve out (especially in his daily running outfit, god) and swallows flirtatious lines that nearly escape his mouth. it's hard to say no when steve invites him to watch a movie or hang out with him while he cooks dinner but he does. eddie has to be coming off like a total dick at this point but it's for the best.

steve is out running an errand so eddie finally decides to snoop only a little bit. opens steve's bedroom door and smiles at all the decorations. sure enough, there is a little bisexual pride flag sticking out of the pen cup on his desk. eddie is admiring framed photos of steve and some kids along with little handwritten camp postcards on his corkboard when steve enters the room.

"anything interesting?" steve jokes from the doorway.

"shit!" eddie yells, clutching his chest again like he did the first night. "fuck, i'm so sorry."

"don't be," steve shrugs easily. "it is your house after all. i snoop your teenage bedroom all the time when wayne asks me to change the sheets."

"still, i shouldn't be invading your privacy," eddie says with an apologetic face.

steve walks carefully over to where eddie is standing. "i don't think there is much privacy between us where wayne is concerned," steve says quietly with a kind smile, leaning up against the desk.

"i'm sorry about him," eddie groans, rubbing his hand over his chin. "he is a little pushy about my love life."

"no, i'm sorry that he's weird about us. i swear i called you handsome once and he has never left it alone since," steve admits with a small blush.

eddie's eyebrows raise. "you think i'm handsome?"

"are you kidding me? you got this whole," steve gestures in a circle, "rockstar bravado going on. hard not to admire the show."

"well, you've got a show i admire too," eddie admits, inching closer.

steve huffs, looking down bashfully. "do i?"

"mhm. smart, genuine guy with a heart of gold. makes wayne's days better. lights up a room. probably rescues cats from trees and saves drowning puppies," eddie smiles.

steve tilts his head from side to side. "i may have rescued a cat before but it was stuck under my little brother Dustin's porch."

"see? heart of gold," eddie repeats.

steve exhales deeply, twisting his mouth. "i wasn't sure if you liked me."

eddie reaches his hand over and touches steve's hand on top of the desk. steve looks up shyly to eddie's sympathetic face. "i didn't want to-- there's a power trip here, you know? like you said, i sign your paychecks. i'm not about to pull out the moves and make you feel like your job is at risk if you aren't into it."

steve nods before slowly rubbing his thumb over eddie's.

"and if i am into it?" steve whispers.

"well i--" eddie stutters.

"can i kiss you?" steve asks quietly. eddie's not sure he's ever been asked in his entire life.

eddie nods. when steve's lips touch his, it's all over. any pretense of keeping his feelings undercover blows up like fireworks underneath his skin. eddie feels as his resolve sparkles and cracks away into the air. he encourages steve to keep kissing him by pulling in his face closer. steve sucks his bottom lip in between his own when his watch beeps.

"wayne's meds," steve whispers.

"old bastard," eddie jokes. "watch a movie with me later?"

steve bites his lip and nods. "i know just the couch."

[fkapple]

Emily and Shane on farm life

[veryimportantpeopleshow]

Vic & Princess Emily do the Worm (aka the Schlonk)

Watch the full bonus footage episode on Dropout

[lunchbrunch]

attention naddpoles (and others): I have made a wife worm engagement ring holder for my bedside.

[artbyblastweave]

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Rare fanart of Thomas Calvert and Emily Piggot, posted from the artists instagram with permission

[meowmeow1meow]

Thomas and Emily fleeing Nilbog could be cool to see illustrated and isn't a common topic for fanart!

thanks this was a fun request i havent drawn any of these characters before

[salt-n-salt]

Since ur asking for art ideas um um I would love to see more Shane and Jas content I love how u draw their dynamic…also would absolutely love to see Emily in ur style i think she’d look so cutie in ur style 🥺 (I meant to send this HOURS ago and then the college brain forget worms grabbed me by the throat and dragged me away kicking and screaming I hope this helps!!)

MY SMOOKIE TO THE RESCUE THANK YEW !!! nows my chance to float my older jas design ,, i feel like seeing her in her middle school/high school outfit would make shane so emotional 🥹 i have a powerful vision that her parents r taller than shane so one day she’ll outgrow him .. one day I’ll draw it 😋

+ EMILY she is a bit of an enigma to me i rlly don’t know how to draw her at all ,, but i love her friendship w shane TEEHEEEEE

[bookishnotes]

we love Emily Henry in this house.

[anna-scribbles]

I need you to know that 'do you ever wonder what it's like to be the dead wife before she's dead' is one of those one line poems that's going be etched into my soul forever. bc you're so right and so many fics I've read either directly or indirectly try to work through that,

because god what kind of existence must that have been? what's it like to have someone break their promise to let death part you? what's it like to have someone revere you in image and in concept but not in practice and in life? what's it like to have your own lifetime overshadowed by the mythos one man has created around you? what's it like to not even get the dignity of being the dead wife because he refuses to let you rest/die? what is it like to be the center of an obsession?

and thats all assuming we have an accurate understanding of how Gabe showed her love when she was alive!! even more, equally tragic questions abound if he is/was in fact capable of a more healthy expression of love previously

TUMBLR USER PHIN-AND-FROB YOU GET ME YOURE GETTING ME SO MUCH RN "what's it like to have someone break their promise to let death part you" is CRAAZY that one's gonna be etched into MY soul forever. something something what is it like to have your life overshadowed by your death before you've even died. what's it like to have your death cast aside in favor of an obsession with your life. what's it like to be something transient, etched into the mythos of your family's ruin before it even happens. how long can one person live as the star at the center of a system knowing they're going to burn out? what's it like to be the dead wife before she's dead? do you think she practiced? until she was perfect?

[figscigfigs]

my favorite moments of episode 15 of fantasy high junior year!!:

brennan making his friends write a limerick in 5 minutes

siobhan just immediately recognizing the elven bc she’s read lord of the rings so many times

ROCK HEAVEN BABIES MENTION!!

SHRIMP DRAGON!!!!! (literally such a beautiful mini)

the drivers ed question (i am so nostalgic ahh)

"not the same dice as before, right?" "it's a different die" “want one that's been rolling good for me?" "no cuz i'll ruin it" (literally the most romantic convo ive ever heard)

the rats HAVE to defend their livelihood

the stamps all over siobhan’s arm

PENTACORN!!!!!!

PURPLE WORM!!!!!!!!!

"let's kill all the monsters and then if we feel like we're gonna fail we'll kill each other" *arguing* “i'll cut off my head" “i'm just saying i call fabian"

gorgug’s absolutely endless supply of crits

“sit down you’re fricking rocking the boat my guy”

mephit bombs!!!!

emily and her characters constantly making out with the people they’re about to kill

“the fighting’s over it’s all love now”

NOT WHEN KIPPERCUNT CHEATED?!??!??!? HOW’S THAT FAIR BITCH WHAT?!?!?!

the pull up bar (cinematic parallels to the ribbon)

aguefort’s lil video recording (i miss him so so much AND I MISS AYDA MORE BRING BACK AYDA , YOU COWARD)

“so we didn’t have to study at all, we could’ve just done this”

gavin’s very kind and trusting conversation to the bad kids after the exam

fig getting rid of her phone AGAIN

[melodysbookhaven]

“And that was the moment I realized: when the world felt dark and scary, love could whisk you off to go dancing; laughter could take some of the pain away; beauty could punch holes in your fear. I decided then that my life would be full of all three.”

Emily Henry, Beach Read

[judasofsuburbia]

sounds like sweet talk to my ears || steddie s3 fluff

rating: teen and up || pairing: steve harrington/eddie munson || word count: 1633 || read here

summary:

"You just gotta practice on someone with zero stakes,” Eddie exclaims.

“Like who?”

Eddie gestures to Robin who cackles loudly.

“Not a chance,” Robin says.

“I’m not fake flirting with Robin. Gag.”

Eddie’s mouth twists. His next sentence is on the tip of his tongue, fighting to come out of his mouth, but his brain is screaming don’t, don’t don’t‒

“Practice on me,” Eddie blurts. His voice is meek so he clears his throat and puts on his most encouraging smile.

or: after watching steve strike out again at the scoops ahoy counter, eddie suggests that steve try flirting with him as practice. no harm, no foul, it's just pretend, right?

[somthing-lavender]

Henry, father of the year.

Anyways, long rant about this, which 50% of it is just me listing examples.

Charlie is Henry's daughter. He brought her to life. He raised her for the first 2-4 years of her life (hurray for bad math + recons). He is her father, even if it's not by blood.

She's fully sentient. She has emotions, thoughts, opinions, and free will.

When Charlie no longer gives him joy, he wants her to be locked up and burned. I understand he may of not known she was actually alive, but she really wasn't hurting anyone. She had friends she brought joy to. There was no harm in letting her live. And again, we as the readers know that Charlie is truly alive.

But he doesn't see that. He doesn't see the girl: with friends, whom doesn't like seeing toys be taken apart, whom would end a friendship if they didn't like her toys, whom droped a jar of beads, because she was qurious what the after math would be, whom gave her friend's writing 2 stars, whom had a crush on the boy always covered in dirt, whom found her friend barfing on the rude kid funny, and then felt bad about finding it funny, whom imitated her father by doing paper work with crayons, whom was scared of foxy, nor whom hated being called Charlotte by anyone, but her father.

He saw a doll to replace his previous daughter. When she stopped making him happy, he wanted to lock her up for decades, and then finally have her burnt. If she were to survive, and manage to crawl out the rubble, he ordered her aunt to put a bullet in her.

She was "7" when he told his sister these instructions.