#Hive/silk hybrids

[eknippp]

Here's another thing I drew a while ago :)

[werestorm]

Art trade

[rimecrystal]

Hive-Silk hybrid OC belongs to aesenic7682 on Instagram! Please do not use or repost.

[kittydragondraws]

Khan would unironically align with the Poisonwings

admiral is khan from murder drones

[theloveinc]

lion hybrid!bakugo x reader - stream of consciousness

(warnings: child loss, child abuse, hybrids, a/b/o terms + dynamics, etc.)

You mated and bonded with lion hybrid!Bakugo when you were young. It was everything you could’ve wanted at the time: he was handsome, he was strong, he had a pride to keep you safe in when times got tough and other hybrids started sniffing around the territory looking to cause trouble.

And he loved you. Every night between you was spent cuddled between the soft silks and furs of his bedsheets, your mouths always touching, your hands always roaming.

It was no wonder you got pregnant with your first litter almost immediately.

Bakugo was ecstatic, of course, as the leader of the pack, he’d always strived to set an example for the rest of his family. He was beyond ready to be a father, leading every hunt after your announcement with ferocity and vigor, eager to come home and split the yield with you; hands still bloodied but always gentle when he touched your belly and purred loud enough to have your baby kicking in tandem.

You gave birth to a single daughter who didn’t survive. A tiny cub who spent her first-and only-hours struggling to breathe. Your midwife, a hyena, said it was nothing anyone could’ve predicted or prevented. No one’s fault but the universe’s.

Your relationship with Bakugo didn’t last much longer after that. His strength, always just and admirable when used against others, became hideous and fearful, used to scare and boast rather than keep safe. He started surrounding himself with only the toughest, most driven lions in your pack, and doing more than just hunting to feed your pride, instead clearing the tundra of everyone who tried standing in his way, or even just defending their own packs. But worst of all, he started lashing out at the other cubs in your pride, as if the grief within him turned to jealousy, and that jealousy made him more animal than man.

You couldn’t stay. Couldn’t watch the man you once loved be eaten away and turned evil by the thought of what was meant to be but wasn’t. Couldn’t handle the thought of bearing no children or many children to a man so cruel he wouldn’t teach them kindness and loyalty, but instead, the skills needed not to just survive, but dominate.

You slipped out, ran as fast and as far as your feet could take you during one of the pride’s night stalks… and despite the withdrawals of being so far from your mate, never looked back, praying for Bakugo to find healing and serenity, and eventually start over.

It’s years later when the alpha of your new pride is bested by a man in another territory and you’re forced to merge with their colony. The journey to their enclave is long, but not difficult, as the women in your new family giggle about what sort of cats and hybrids they’ll meet under new reign and you find joy in their hopefulness.

(You never managed to settle on another mate, had no new babies after the passing of your daughter. No matter how hard you tried, no one seemed to live up to the lion you fell in love with so many years ago, or were willing to take on a woman who already had a mating mark.)

As you reach your new place of resting, however, your skin begins to break out in hives. Your hair seems to stand up on end, sweat pooling in the crevices of your skin despite the cool temperature, and the air begins to reek of something sickening, a scene that only gets worse the longer the day carries on, of an alpha so desperate and angry all the girls begin finding themselves feeling faint—worst of all, you.

It’s when you finally collapse from the oppressive conditions that they leave you with the first woman who pokes her head out wondering about the newest members of their pack, the first new face you’ve seen all day, promising to check in on you once all is settled with your new alpha.

The woman lies you down in her bed, welcoming and kind, her young cubs running back and forth to fetch you water, tea, and blankets as she strokes your head and tells you of what will be your new home. Her daughters are sweet girls, wondering of where you came from and what it was like under your old alpha, though the oldest, nearly ten years old, has a bruise on her cheek which you caress when she goes to lay a cool cloth on your forehead.

“Who did that to you,” you ask, to which everyone in the house is going stiff… and the woman whispers to you that everyone in this pride is suffering under the rule of an alpha who never managed to move on from his mate that ran away years earlier.

[goosehadfood]

ADOPTS CLOSED!!!!

I have 3 adoptees to browse. All are free without names or gender. To claim an adopt please comment the one you want to claim along with their name and what you will do with them (a little backstory behind them would be cool but not mandatory). It is first come first serve unless stated otherwise

Adopt 1: Rainwing

Additional info: very silly personality

Status: taken

Adopt 2: night/leaf hybrid

Additional info: none

Status: taken

Adopt 3: hive/silk hybrid

Additional info: design based off of the Large Yellow Underwing.

Status: taken

And that is all of them! I have never done adopts before so if I’m doing something wrong you can tell me :)

[teethwitheyes101-blog]

OK SO I had so much fun w the last poll, soo

NEW POLL !! 😍🤭🤞

Ok that’s a lot of options.., have fun :)

[cykos-sketch]

⬆️ Baphomet’s theme song! This is an oc I created kinda a while ago and she’s a hive silk hybrid lol. Don’t really have a backstory for her either, she’s just kinda silly and insane. ^^

(Also I just found out that my name on here is also the same name as a rapper guy… uhh to late to change it now I guess..?)

[awwfur]

Oh look! The TWST staff as WoF dragons-

Master post

Tribes I picked for them and why under the cut ✨

Let’s start with everyone’s favorite neglectful headmage

Crowley: Nightwing! Mostly for color ngl. He doesn’t get any cool Nightwing powers (mind reading or future sight) he doesn’t DESERVE them.

Vargas: Mud/Sky hybrid! Partly for color but also because they’re the two most physically strong tribes, and I felt that fit Vargas very well.

Crewel: Hive/silk hybrid! Another one mostly for color, cause I wanted a semi pepper moth look, well also not going the easy rout of making him either a rainwing or Night/ice hybrid. If Silkwings could have black in their color pallets naturally he’d be pure silk, but alas. Although I do love the hivewing face for him. I think it fits. (Also added in him having like- moth floof because yes!)

Sam: Mudwing!!! Nearly made him a rainwing or a rain/mud. BUUUTTT because mudwings are based off crocs/gators (can’t remember which I think croc but oh well) it felt like pure Mud fit him just a bit better. If that makes sense? And I KNOW mudwings don’t have purple in their color pallets, but we can all pretend it’s paint or tattoos or something.

Trein: Icewing! I had two reason for this, one being he has a resting grumpy face, because I think the overall sharper design of icewings fit that well, and two color pallet yet again.

bonus-

Lucius Trein’s cat: I made him a snowy leopard with Melanism (opposite of albinism) or I at least tried to make it look like that.

again most colors were taken off their in game models (I did have to get creative with some colors mostly on Sam and Vargas)

[cozycringe]

Been developing my Voltron/Wings of Fire AU some more and finally came up with some more designs

Started getting lazy after Allura, but I managed to fit most the characters I wanted to design before my hand got tired.

Since the paladins are phyrrian dragons, it made sense for the aliens to be pantalan dragons to me because they’re on a different continent n stuff.

Allura and Coran are both silkwings and also the supposed last of their kind

Zarkon is a beetlewing, they’re canonically extinct but he’s like a gajillion years old so I think him being an extinct dragon race is pretty fitting. Haggar is a silkwing but it’s not very apparent with her hood, so most dragons assume she’s a hivewing (the galra are hivewings in this AU). Lotor is a hive and or beetle/silk hybrid, he’s just a silly guy fr.

[wings-of-fire-confessions]

THE GENETICS, I CAN'T STAND THE GENETICS

okay i can tolerate the mildy color differences like a kid being slightly darker than both parents but still the same color

But anemone??? Albatross??? Is it a mutation? I think albatross was confirmed to have icewing ancestry, BUT ANEMONE???? WHERE DID THE PINK COME FROM, WHERE, IS IT REAL?? HAS IT SECRETLY BEEN PAINT THIS WHOLE TIME?? TUI

also hivewings and silk wings, just no, nooooo

I had a head cannon that other nightwings followed clearsight to pantala to make it seem less incesty but aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I need to like dissect wof genetics and or make my own rules for genetics and then make designs based on those rules

We got hybrids usually look more like their mom, that's one rule (which is kinda realistic cuz of how tigons and ligers work)

But does skywing red override skywing orange? Are they both dominant genes? I assume yellow must be resseive since few are described with it

Green hive is also resseive probably and so is seawing purple ??? Sea wing pink could be recessive but both of anemones parents would need to carry it, which would mean more of her siblings should have it but they dont (i head cannon octopus being a dark pink color cuz idk that's just how he appeared to me while reading but he has no cannon description so)

I ain't got the braincells for this

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[resident-wof-expert]

I LIED!! HERE'S ANOTHER POLL!! >:}

[random-chaos-and-stuff]

I finally got enough courage to post this, so here’s one of my Wings of Fire OC’s I made/drew, Lotis! Her name is based off the Lotis Blue Butterfly, and she is a tribrid. She has a Silkwing mother, and a Rainwing/Sandwing hybrid father.

I’ll put the backstory, abilities, lore and stuff under the cut, alongside a version with no background and her outline, as well as the generation method that I used to make her/get the inspiration to make her, as it’s pretty long.

Though admittedly a bit clumsy, Lotis is very sweet, and charms pretty much everyone she meets. Her mother is a silkwing who escaped the hives, and fled to Pyrrhia to live a new, truly free life. After a lot of travel, she ended up in the rainforest, finding the rainwings most welcoming, and finding their way of life good, as well as the plentiful amounts of fruit. Here she ended up meeting a sandwing/rainwing hybrid, who was the result of the magical tunnels leading from the sand kingdom to the rainforest, allowing a rainwing and a sandwing to meet up and mate. They fell for one another, and eventually had a child. This child was born with piebald patterns, most likely the result of underdeveloped rainwing color changing scales that can’t change meeting the near white of the sandwing, causing this mutation. This dragon is on the thinner, leaner side compared to most other dragons, but is a bit stocky compared to her mother. She lacks silk, and hatched with her wings, and though she has a tail barb, she has no venom whatsoever, and lacks the venomous fangs of rainwings. She has silkwing antenna though, which she can not only use to sense vibrations like a normal silkwing, but the emotions of other dragons, due to her mother having shown kindness and given aid to an animus dragon while on her journey, who then gave her a gift, saying that her next child would be able to always tell the emotions of others and help those in need. When Lotis hatched, she had the ability to sense the emotions of other dragons with her antenna, which was overwhelming at first when young, but she grew used to it and learned to control it, similar to mindreading and nightwings. She will often curl her antenna up when overwhelmed though. This power, along with her naturally sweet and charismatic disposition, makes her very good with dragonets, especially young or freshly hatched ones. She will happily befriend just about anyone, and will immediately come to another’s aid if she senses they are upset or unwell. She plans to eventually try and get a job at Jade Mountain Academy once she is old enough, but is happy for now just helping out with the younger dragonets in the rainforest. She is unable to change colors, but this does not bother her in the slightest, and she will proudly display her multi-colored and butterfly-like patterned frill to any younglings who take an interest in it. She also likes earrings, though more simple ones, and almost always wears some that she got from her mother. Her name is one her mother gave her, in reference to a kind of butterfly, but it is often confused with the flower of a similar sounding name, and will patiently (if tiredly) correct anyone who misspells it. She also got the friendly nickname of “Splotch”, for her piebald pattern and white splotches.

Here is the version with no background and the outline of her, as promised

Tada! I had trouble deciding on the colors, but she was very fun to draw. I originally drew her on paper, before tracing her and coloring her in a drawing app (mostly because I liked the original too much to color her+it was cleaner).

Here’s the generator thing I used to get the description and traits for her and all that, which was also very fun and helped me get through my art block. I didn’t make this, so credit to the original creator of the generation method, HoneyBeest.

This was incredibly helpful for getting the description and personality in my head, so I could draw her and make a backstory and all that, and get through my art block (which I had been trying to do for weeks, if not a month or two) and actually draw something.

Now, please keep in mind, this is mine! Do not repost (steal and put on other websites especially without credit)!

[goitale]

RAHHHH WOF AU WOF AU

LONG YAP AHEAD!!! ++NOT ALOT OF LORE mostly whos what tribe(s) and a bit of stuff for lore munchers to ponder of :3

also i pasted from discord so ermmm oopsies

wof mcsm au!

notes: dom/rec for hybrids. for admins, like Freedom, they are no specific tribe, but first generational dragons.

reminder that beetlewings are the generation behind hive/silk seperation

noots

jesse- nightwing

petra- skywing

axel- mudwing

olivia- rainwing

lukas- seawing

reuben- scavenger

dragons around beacontowns' area r very mixed tribes but rainwings r considered primary due to cultural impact

jack- sandwing

nurm- rain/silk

vos- seawing

oots

ivor- sand/sea/ice mix (hes cool enough for 3) (65%/25%/10%)

gabriel- icewing

sorren- rain/sea

ellegaard- sky/ice

magnus- sky/night

ender dragon = very deranged darkstalker, "THE DARKSTALKER is a horror myth where þe shadows of þe ender world came to life and made a horrible huge dragon!!"

admins

romeo- primarily night, sky, sand genetics

xara- primarily rain, ice, leaf genetics

fred- primarily sea, mud, beetle genetics

stella- icewing

lluna- scavenger from the rich scavanger kingdom i forgot þe name but lluna hates champion city AND þat kingdom

~ after the bedrock...(no beetles)

freds keep has muds, ices, seas, silks

binta- sea/mud genetics

romeoburg has hive, night, leaf genetics

xara's oasis is deserted with mostly sandwings and rainwings hiding in the deserts

the warden- night/sky with a tail prosthetic due to explosions fun fact

the admin favors his genetics so the institute is primarily his grandx999 children that disappointed him because he þought nightwings and skywings were so cool

old builders

harper- beetlewing, in her episode the townsfolk r sands and a few sand/silks

purple suit guy- hivewing

blue hair girl-leafwing

harper's friend guy- silkwing

cassie rose- deranged rain/leaf, with lots of sloths

sky island dragons are primarily beetlewings and the mythical spider tribe

founder- hivewing

youtubers (fun fact, ices and rains have accents)

dantdm- ice/night

ldshadowlady- ice/sand

stampycat- rainwing

stacyplays- sandwing

sparklez- rainwing

þe first one þat died- skywing

"the white pumpkin"="the darkstalker", cassie pretends to be darkstalker myth :3

nell- sea/rain :3

em- sand/sea :3

*they communicate in aquatic! rest of their group r seas or sea hybrids for þis reason, Kelp team btw*

NOW FOR A BIT OF LORE ABT IT!!!

jesse gets random premonition dreams (aka a dream you have þen later on turns out to be true/þat dream happens irl) like every 6 monþs and therefore has sm fun stories to tell and every time it happens she IMMEDIATELY has to tell olivia and þeyre a duo ever

she isnt exactly a seer nightwing and petra is initially very confused by þis when jesse is like "yeah dont give your sword to a lady from ano��er city, petra!" þen it happens. and jesse explains

ALSO M JESSE EXISTS BUT ITS RLLY WEIRD AND ONLY SEASON 2

if yk jerboa and jerboa II's story, it relates to þem and þeir in-universe counterparts :3

[gay-lil-gremlin]

This is my wof oc/sona ciata. They are an ice/silk hybrid. She has the usual silk wing moth like wing’s except the smaller ones are deformed and look like usual dragon wings that folded in on themselves. They cannot fly due to this, they were also kept as an oddity by a higher up hive wing family, she’s the sapphire of their ruby collection. (Also I have not read since crickets book because life and other things)

[onestepbackwards]

What’s All the Buzz About? Pt. 3

Hello! Welcome to part 3 of my Bee Hybrid Submas fic! ヾ(•ω•`)o Once again, this fic is inspired by @r0-boat‘s BeeGearStation Au! Please go check it out, their content is a must read! If you want to know what the bees look like, please check out @antidotesprout! They did some amazing art for the au, and their art is just amazing in general! I struggled a bit with this chapter, much like the last, but I still feel a bit better with this one than the last one. I apologize if it kinda feels like its everywhere, but I still hope you enjoy! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Happy new year everyone!

Summary: Your first night seems to go well enough! However, you still have a lot to get used to with your new friends. The Kings decide what better way to ease your worries, than give you a small tour? CW: Description of leg injury, anxiety, nightmares, mentions of cave ins, mentions of coercion, Hybrid!Submas, bee hybrid Emmet, bee hybrid Ingo, Word Count: 6075 words! ->First: Link ->Previous: Link ->Next: Link ------

The bees were way more knowledgeable in human health care than you had expected. Sure, they didn’t have medical equipment like a hospital was equipped with, but within an hour, the Kings and several drones were able to quickly figure out all the issues with your leg. They determined where your leg was broken, and just how deep the breaks were. 

Somehow through some touching, and buzzing, and a few other things with equipment, they were able to figure it all out in an hour. Thankfully, much to your relief, the bees had determined the breaks weren’t as bad as you anticipated. Most were hairline fractures, scattered in a few spots on your leg. However, there were two areas that needed more attention, and a cast. Since you had walked for so long on these injuries, those two breaks had worsened.

Other than that, it was mostly bruising and scabbing. Nothing else internally appeared to be majorly damaged.

The Kings and drones laid it all out for you in a way you somewhat understood, before getting to work.

Less than an hour later, they had your leg cleaned and patched up, and wrapped in a makeshift cast. It appeared to be made from some sort of silk cloth, and was firmly held in place with the hive’s wax. Even if it wasn’t a cast by a normal hospital's standards, it still seemed to easily function as one. After that, a platter of different fruit was brought in, along with some water. “We want our guest to have the best possible recovery, yup!” Emmet had chimed in as you stared in wonder of all the fruit. Both Kings insisted you eat as much as you could, and drink as much water as possible. When you had protested that they needn't give you so much, they simply shook their heads at you. “We have plenty of supplies and food to go around from our reserves and greenhouses. Food is not an issue, and you are our guest and patient. We will not be sloppy when it comes to your care.” Ingo had told you, his eyes sharp and voice firm. You really didn’t want to argue with a King, and he told you in a tone that more or less said his word was final. After that, just as you had begun to eat, a drone brought you a cup of what you thought was honey. You could only stare at it, confused, until the drone’s wings buzzed, capturing your attention. “It’s for you! Our honey, this kind specifically, was made in order to heal wounds and help fight bacteria! We have high hopes it shall help with your injuries!”

He seemed rather excited, his grin wide as you took the cup.

“...Thank you.” You told him, genuinely sincere. You could hardly believe that the hive was offering you their own honey. You had heard online and from some other folks, bee hybrid hives kept most their honey for themselves, only giving the rest up for means of trade. It wasn’t like regular bee honey. What you had in your hand was way more valuable. You nearly couldn’t believe they were letting you have some. You had been holding what many humans would consider a treasure. Something some would consider more valuable than gold. Not only that, the food had been absolutely delicious. You swear you had never had fruit so fresh, or so tasty before. It made the pain in your leg a lot more bearable. That, and getting some food in your stomach after everything helped calm you down a bit. You didn’t realize how hungry you were until after the first bite. You didn’t see it, but both Kings were incredibly pleased. As you had eaten, Ingo and Emmet had gone over a recovery plan of sorts with you. “It would be best if you stayed off the leg as much as possible. Unfortunately, we don’t have any crutches at the moment, but we will soon fix that for you.” Ingo told you, going over a clip board. Emmet hummed, before piping up after him. “Until then, we will have help ready to carry you anywhere in the hive you should need to go.” He said with a nod, and you could only look at him with slight surprise. “I’m not just restricted to this room?” You asked for clarification. To be fair, you expected to just be put in this room or an infirmary until you were well. Maybe get some time outside if they felt generous, or even just drop you off in the city after giving you a cast. Both twins looked at you, slightly shocked. “No, of course not! We would be horrible hosts to keep you locked up! You are our guest! Not our prisoner!” Ingo assured you, looking somewhat disturbed at the very idea. Both twins shared a panicked look. “We won’t keep you restricted to one area! There are some places we’d prefer you not enter without supervision for safety, but we don’t wish to keep you in this room against your will!” Ingo quickly explained. Himself and Emmet did not want you thinking you were a prisoner. It was the last thing they wanted you to think. If you assumed you couldn’t leave, or had to stay in a room, you would hate being here. They didn’t want you to hate this place. If you hated this place, you would want to leave, they couldn’t have that. Both Kings wouldn’t keep you here against your will, of course. However, they were so desperate. They needed a Queen, and a Queen who wanted to be here. One who loved their hive. If you wanted to explore, they would happily let you! In fact, they wanted you to look around. Surely, if you liked it, you would be more enticed to stay? That, and if they got you used to the area, that would only be a bonus. How can you rule a hive if you don’t have a basic layout of your home? Meanwhile, different thoughts were going through your head. However, you were sure about one thing. You were relieved. Even though you had resigned yourself to possibly being stuck into one room, the fact that they would let you wander around was a huge relief. By the looks of it, if you even wanted to leave, they wouldn’t hold you hostage. It was a weight off of your shoulders. After they finished patching you up, and your leg felt even a little better, you could just leave. But you couldn’t help but pause. Did you even want to leave that soon? Your eyes went back to your injured leg, which lightly throbbed against the pillow it was elevated on. Thoughts from earlier popped in your head briefly, though not so much in a wave like they had before. If no one was looking for you… Why not stay? At least until you could fully walk? You wouldn’t outstay your welcome, of course. If they asked you to leave tomorrow, you’d do so, thankful they at least did this much for you. But you’d let them take care of you. Why would it matter anyway, if you were missing for a while longer in the city? Call yourself petty, but if your boss and coworkers were sitting on their thumbs, terrified they had killed you, why not let them stew a little bit. As much as it hurt to think, you didn’t exactly have people waiting for you at home, anyway. What would your work even do? Sue you for getting trapped in a cave and not showing up for work? Hah. As if. The moment you were out of here, you were most definitely putting in a letter of resignation. You didn’t care if you had to live a bit more strictly with your money. What you had gone through was horrible, and you were not going to stay at a company that may not have even alerted authorities that you may or may not be dead. So your mind was made. Unless they asked you to leave sooner, you would let them take care of you until you could at least walk on your own again. That was your last thought as you later went to bed that night. The Kings and drones eventually left you be, assuring you they would bring you more things later on. They knew though you needed to rest, and keeping you up would only stall your healing process. So after you had finished your food, they bid you farewell, and left you to your thoughts. Though the Kings told you should you need them, they will leave some drones outside your door. “If you need anything, anything at all, please call for them! They will be ready to help you all through the night.” You wanted to tell Ingo they didn’t have to do that, but you got the feeling that would be another argument you wouldn’t be winning. However, you were kind of grateful for the drones outside your door. If you had to get up and use the restroom, or were hungry, you would at least have some help. They were already helping you more than any help you would have had if you had made it back home. Thankfully, after the Kings had left, it didn’t take as long to fall asleep as you had assumed it would. 

You only laid in the bed for a while, partially covered by the soft blanket. The bed was incredibly comfortable. Much to your relief, you didn’t have to be alone with your thoughts for too long. Perhaps it was the fatigue and exhaustion, or the adrenaline crash. Or maybe it could be the faint sound of rumbling and buzzing that helped you relax. When you weren’t fearing for your life, the sounds were a bit more comforting. Maybe it was a bit of everything, but you were able to fall asleep with relative ease. Sleep itself though, was not as great as you had hoped it would be. You were restless most the night, and the dull ache of your leg did little to help with your comfort. Not to mention you couldn’t exactly move around in your sleep with the pain, and the giant cast on your leg. There were also a few times you would wake up in a panic, unsure where you were. When it finally hit you what had all happened, unease settled back in your gut as you fell asleep. Then there were the dreams. More like nightmares, really. In some, you didn’t move in time, and ended up painfully crushed. Sometimes you died instantly, others, you were stuck, and died slowly underneath some rubble. In other dreams, you saw your coworkers laughing at you as you struggled to crawl out from the cave in. “You should have just died. Do us all a favor.” “You would have made an excellent write off. Why can’t you stay dead?” “Maybe if you had been more enthusiastic, you wouldn’t have been stuck here in the first place, idiot.” “Why didn’t you come right back to work? How disappointing. I’m afraid we can’t keep you here if you can’t prioritize your job over trivial matters. We’re going to have to let you go.” Safe to say, you didn’t get much rest that night. 

You later woke up around 9 in the morning. Thankfully, your phone had not died yet, though it was certainly low on battery. Having used its flashlight for so long last night definitely took its toll on the remaining charge. The phone had roughly 15% left. A weight settled in your stomach as everything came back to you the more you woke up. You were still in a bee hybrid hive, with a broken leg, and a phone that was nearly dead. Taking a deep breath, you counted to five, and exhaled. You were safe. You weren’t alone in the tunnel. The Kings and the drones wanted to help you, they didn’t want you dead. That familiar spike of anxiety tried to bubble up in your chest, but you took another deep breath. It was okay. You were okay. 

Suddenly, the sound of your stomach growling filled the room. …You were also quite hungry.

You then looked at your leg, which you had to slightly readjust on the pillow that was supposed to be elevating your leg. 

It wasn’t in as much pain as it had been yesterday, but it now had a very painful ache. You could feel nearly every throb of your pulse, just from how your nerves seemed to light up with each pump of your heart. The pain could be worse, you supposed. It certainly felt a lot better than what it had last night, that was for sure. You fiddled with your phone for a while, trying to come to terms with everything. You weren’t as much of an emotional mess as last night, but you were still certainly a bit of a wreck. But you were safe. And the Bees were very kind. That was something you couldn’t get out of your head. They took the time and effort for you to be comfortable, and help you out. 

It made you feel… kind of special, if you were being honest. You couldn’t remember the last time of someone, or multiple someones taking care of you, and so seriously as well. Your stomach growled again, and you winced, and looked towards the door across the room. Should you call out for the drones who were said to be just outside?

Thankfully, as you were mulling over what to do, there was a knock on the door to your room. You stared at it a moment, taken a bit off guard, before answering. “Come in…?” Much to your surprise, Emmet poked his head through the door. When his eyes landed on you, his already present smile widened. The King entered the room, two drones trailing behind him. He clapped his hands together as he approached your bed. “Good morning!” Behind him the drone on the right walked up to you, carrying a platter with a plate of fruit, and what looked like honey on the side. He happily held it next to you, while the other drone stood next to your leg. Emmet stood next to you beside the drone with food. “Did you sleep well?” He asked, leaning towards you, his antennae twitching this way and that. You blinked. “Um… I slept okay? Kind of restless, I guess.” You told him. Emmet’s smile twitched for a moment, and he tilted his head. You could have sworn his face turned into one of concern and panic for a split second. “Ah, were there any issues? How can we help?” he asked, his face a bit more serious than before. Even the drones seemed a bit curious and serious about the issue. You shook your head quickly. “Oh, no, it was nothing any of you did. I think the stress and the mild pain from my leg… It was a bit hard to stay asleep for long periods of time. It was all me!” you told them. The King shared a look with the drones, before looking back at you. His smile was still on his face, though he seemed less upset than before. Unknown to you, he was a lot more relieved than you would have thought. If anything had gone wrong, and had been because of his hive, he would have had some choice words with those who may have caused you discomfort. No doubt Ingo would have been very upset as well. A lot was riding on keeping you happy and comfortable. That, and…. Well… Emmet watched you closely as you spoke, and he held his wings back from twitching. You were so kind. From the moment he met you, he knew you were something special, and you have been nothing but friendly to him. Even if this didn’t work out, he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable. 

If anything, he at least wanted to be your friend. It’s not everyday they meet a nice human, after all. It was another reason why he wanted you to be comfortable. Still, he stood up straight, and snapped his fingers. The drone next to your leg stood up immediately, and he waved for him to follow

The two shared some words that you couldn’t quite hear or make out. Though after a moment, the drone stood up, saluted, and quickly headed out the door. 

You could only watch in slight confusion, until the drone next to you held out the platter.

“Here! The Kings made sure to go over the list of things you could and could not eat, before we prepared this for you!” 

He gently sat the platter in your lap, and you could only look in amazement. 

Different fruit was set out on a few bowls and plates, some that were even out of season were right here for you to eat. On the side were a few smaller bowls of honey, and it once again reminded you of how you were more or less holding something that many would find highly valuable.

“This looks delicious!” You couldn’t help but comment in awe. The fruit all looked fresh, and if the honey was anything like it had been last night, you had no doubts it would be tasty. “Sorry for the lack of variety. We are currently working on that.” He told you, though you just shook your head again. As you took a bite, you could only moan at the delicious taste. You swore, it tasted even better than the meal you had last night. Though you missed the dark look the King sent the drone. He hadn’t exactly wanted you to worry about that. “Mm! It’s no issue at all, it’s amazing!” The drone happily drank in your praises, though nearly jumped when Emmet tightly put a hand on his shoulder. “The fruit is grown right here at the hive. I hope you find it to meet your expectations.” You hummed as you ate, pouring some more honey on to some of the fruit you planned to eat. It truly was delicious. 

Taking a few more bites, you were surprised to hear knocking at your door again. Quickly swallowing back some food, you glanced at the door, then back at the bee hybrids in the room. Emmet simply gave you a smile.

“Um… Come in?” You called out, though a bit unsure. You weren’t sure why, but it felt odd being the one to let others in when the King was standing right next to you. 

Perhaps they were taking your privacy seriously as well? Not entering unless you gave permission? …The thought was incredibly sweet. The door opening brought you out of your thoughts for a moment, and you were slightly surprised to see Ingo walk in. The moment he entered, his eyes landed on you. He looked you over, and seemed rather pleased. “Good morning! How are you feeling? Did you rest well?” He spoke. His voice was a bit loud, but not enough to bother you. In fact, he seemed rather excited and curious to see you, if the tone of his voice was anything to go by. “Oh… I was just telling Emmet and the drone I slept okay. Was kind of restless, and my leg woke me up a time or two from the pain. Everything else though has been very nice.” You quickly explained, catching the other King up. Emmet quickly walked over to the other King, and whispered something in his ear. His eyes widened in understanding, and he gave Emmet a nod. When Ingo turned back to you, he stood up a bit straighter. “I see. We shall do our best to help with your comfort. If there is anything you need, please, do not hesitate to let us know. We can help if you need something for the pain. Anything else, we will do our best to assist.” You simply stared at him, trying to grasp what he had said. It was still a bit early, after all. How did you get so lucky? You had nearly died in the abandoned subway tunnels just yesterday, and now you were being treated like some esteemed guest in a royal bee hybrid hive? Even you wouldn’t believe yourself if you heard you say it. It sounded so outlandish. It was something you were still coming to terms with. It didn’t quite feel real.

As you dwelled on your situation a little more, you almost missed how there was more knocking at your door. Ingo answered it this time, talking to a cute little drone who popped his head in through the doorway. Both whispered something to the other, before the drone handed Ingo something. A few more words were exchanged, and Ingo closed the door. Heading back to you, you were surprised when he handed you an unopened bottle of pain medication, and some water. “How did you-” You began to ask, before Emmet cut in. “We have our ways! No need to worry.” Him saying that only made you want to worry, but hey, who were you to argue with something like this? They were helping you feel better, so you really had no means to ask or judge how they got medicine for you to take. You were more or less finished with your delicious meal, and put the tray to the side. The drone nearby happily took it off your bed as you grabbed the bottle of medication and water. It was surprisingly good quality stuff that would no doubt be strong. Thankfully it was stuff you could handle. 

Though you briefly wondered just how they got their hands on this stuff. You needed an ID to purchase this, and it was a brand new bottle, still completely sealed. You opened your mouth to ask, but the words fell flat on your tongue. Again, you were being treated for free. Perhaps it was best if you don’t ask questions. As you screwed the bottle open, you missed the shared look between the twin Kings. They may or may not have had a drone or two break into a pharmacy after doing some research, taking different medications they normally wouldn’t be able to provide for you. They didn’t just take it without leaving anything though! Just because they hardly dealt with humans, didn’t mean they didn’t have a concept of their trade. They did their research, and left behind enough cash they had accumulated over the decade behind. Cash they had saved in case they had to deal with humans in the future. It was a decision Ingo was glad he made, back when they had first become Kings. The former Queen despised humans, and didn’t take care to learn about them. Ingo and Emmet wanted to, at least to have some sort of knowledge in case they ever had to deal with them. Saving any money they came across proved to be beneficial. The idea of stealing needlessly didn’t sit right with either King. Both watched you take a small pill, relieved you didn’t ask questions. What you didn’t know wouldn’t hurt you. 

After you quickly finished up the glass of water you had been given, Ingo cleared his throat once again. “If you would like, we can take you out to some parts of the hive! I’m sure you’d like to see the greenhouses, and a few other places of note!” Your eyes widened slightly. Sure, they gave you permission earlier to walk around and such, but it sounded as if they were offering you a tour of sorts. If you were being honest with yourself… It sounded kind of fun.

Then you looked at your leg, which throbbed in a painful reminder that again, you couldn’t exactly use it. “I’d love to, but… Do you have a wheelchair, or a cane I may use?” You asked. Emmet’s head tilted as he hummed in thought. His wings buzzed for a moment, before he shook his head. “I do not believe we have any on the premises at the moment.” You felt your excitement drop, though Ingo caught your attention with a gentle clap of his hands.

“However! We would be happy to carry you, if you are comfortable with that!” Recalling them carrying you last night, you felt your hand tug on the fabric of your shirt. Surely they wouldn’t offer if they really weren’t comfortable with it, right? …Plus, you kinda liked being carried. They held you so easily, like you were as light as a feather. Not to mention, they were very handsome King Bees. And you were still somewhat riding on the high that you were probably one of the only humans in a long time that was willingly being carried by a King bee hybrid. You felt very special indeed. It wasn’t like you were taking advantage, either. They were offering, and it's not like you could currently walk anyway. 

Mind made up, you looked up at the two Kings, and nodded. 

“I don’t mind! I would love to see the hive.” Every hybrid in the room stood up straight in excitement, including the drone. They all buzzed their wings, almost in an interesting rhythm. 

Before you could dwell on it, you let out a squeak when Emmet was suddenly in front of you, oh so gently scooping you up in his arms. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding yourself close to him as he easily adjusted you in his grip. 

Emmet’s antennae twitched eagerly, and he let out a small hum as you held yourself close to him. He was quickly learning he liked holding and carrying you. You were just so cute and tiny, he can’t help but enjoy it! He also purposely ignored the jealous glint in his twin’s eyes, and the needy sounding buzz from the drone. If they wanted to hold you, they should have been faster. 

Not his fault they were too slow to hold cute little ‘ol you. 

“Come! Let us depart!” He spoke cheerfully, heading towards the door. He may or may not have thrown a smug look to the others in the room as he walked by.

Emmet confidently walked through your doorway, and several drones scattered at the sudden appearance of the King. It seems they were caught listening in. Emmet paid them no mind. They had mentioned something about drones being outside your door for assistance, but you couldn’t help but feel those ones had been just curious about what had been going on. It was almost cute to see them all scatter away. Ingo followed you both out the door, his frown a bit deeper than normal, though he covered his face with his hat. He wouldn’t let you see him upset over something so silly. But it was a bit irritating. He also wanted to get close and impress you! Emmet also sticking his tongue out at him and throwing him smug looks from over his shoulder was not helping Ingo’s mood.

Regardless, he stepped beside you and Emmet, drawing your attention. 

“First, let us take you to the gardens, and the greenhouses! It would be our honor to have you see something we pride ourselves in!”

You cutely tilted your head as they both began walking down the hall.

“Say, if you don’t mind me asking, why do you guys have gardens and greenhouses?” 

It was something that you had been wondering in the back of your mind. They brought up these places several times, but you were unsure of their use. 

Sure, it sounds obvious, probably for food supply and such. However, you had been under the impression bee hybrids also went out and found giant plants for pollen and food, which existed around Unova from the sheer amount of other hybrids out there. Giant plants started evolving when other large insect hybrids came into existence, if you remembered correctly. If there was a tiny version, it was a 50-50 shot of having a giant counterpart in select parts of the region. They were kept under close observation, but it’s been something scientists have been studying for decades. You know, details. Still, it was something you were curious about. Thankfully, both seemed eager to explain. 

“The greenhouses are for personal food supplies, and special for trades. The gardens are similar, but are for seasonal luxuries and other miscellaneous plants.” Emmet chirped, his wings eagerly twitching behind him. “Some plants can only be grown and harvested in our gardens, so we use seasonal ones. The greenhouses have less variety, but are consistent all year.” Ingo piped in from beside you as he led the group into another large room. It made sense. With the amount of local large plants in the area, or lack thereof, seeing as it was the subway under the city, they probably needed to be self-sustained somehow. Though your thoughts shifted as you idly looked at each room you passed. Both twins would give you a brief description of each area. The first area had been another hub, the hive apparently needed several to keep up with upkeep of honey and drones. It had been huge, with walls covered in honeycombs, much like the first hub you had seen. There were also drones flying and running around, each trying to complete their own tasks, or talking with others for work. You were just as fascinated as you had been when you saw the other hub last night. Neither King seemed as interested as you, but still gave you another description of what was going on. Truth be told, this was business as usual to them. Especially since they had been drones themselves at one point. The hub area, as interesting as it might be to a human, was nothing more than an everyday sight. Even as Kings, they spent a lot of time here overseeing storage and trades. Though a thought did run through Ingo’s mind. If you were interested, that was a good sign. The older King was sure himself and his brother could handle business aspects of the hive, but if you were interested… That was an incredible plus, especially if anything were to happen to either King. Both would handle the work like this, but you needed to have an idea, if you were to become a Queen. Perhaps they should double down on their explanations on areas that interest you? Emmet had to hold in his excitement. The very thought of teaching you these things was incredibly exciting to him. If you were interested, surely you would be less likely to leave? Or at the very least, maybe come back and visit if you had to go back up into the city? Emmet couldn’t help but daydream a bit as he carried you, Ingo droning on beside him about how the drones did different jobs, and had different occupations. You probably would still want to go back to your home after all of this. That was something they couldn’t stop. But surely you would want to come back! And Emmet couldn’t help but wonder what your home looked like. Would you let him see it? Let one of them take you home? Would you invite them in, and show them all your cute human things? Emmet felt his antennae twitch as his excitement grew, and Ingo gave him an odd look, but continued on as you all exited the huge area. The younger King couldn’t help but continue to let his mind wander. Would you be willing to teach them different human things? Show them your more personal belongings? He had to keep himself from buzzing in excitement. Both Kings were wary of humans, sure, but that didn’t mean they weren’t curious. You were so kind and nice, the idea of learning these things from you made him all the more eager. Emmet had been so lost in his head, he nearly stumbled when Ingo elbowed him. As he had been lost in his thoughts, he hardly noticed how far they had walked, and how they were approaching the first set of greenhouses. As much as he wanted to give Ingo a glare, he was glad his twin had regained his attention. Seeing your reaction to the large buildings hidden underground was nothing short of a fuzzy feeling. …And a bit of an ego boost. Your eyes were wide as you took everything in. These ‘buildings’ underground vaguely looked like greenhouses you were accustomed to, but still so incredibly different. They had windows, but were still vaguely made of wood, steel, and wax. They had large lights above head, supplying light to the large plants you could see through the windows. “...How?” You couldn't help but ask, nearly at a loss for words as Emmet brought you into the closest building. “We built it, of course! Through the help of trade, and some knowledge from a neighboring ant hybrid colony, we were able to build something like this.” Ingo explained briefly to you, his eyes shining in excitement at your interest. 

“Woah…” You mumbled, looking over the various rows of plants.

There were a few drones in the room, flying or walking here and there. Some were picking from some plants, others were taking care of said plants.

Some curiously peeked at you from behind flowers and pots, others were too engrossed in their work to notice you three had arrived. Some walked by, giving the Kings a small greeting before continuing on their way. Taking a deep breath, you happily took it in. When was the last time you had smelt such seemingly clean, floral air? Not to mention how much it was enhanced by the smell of honey lingering in the air.

Emmet hummed, a bright smile on his face as he watched your face light up. You seemed so relaxed!

Ingo couldn’t help but feel some tension leave his body, seeing you so excited. The greenhouses were what some in the hive considered dull work, since it’s all work and care underground. Most preferred the wilds outside Nimbasa city, and the wild areas beyond that across all of Unova. “I take it you like it?” Ingo couldn’t help but tease, the edges of his mouth almost twitching upwards in a smile when you looked back at him.

“I do! It’s beautiful here! And there is a… I dunno how to put it… A freshness here? The air is so clear here, it’s not something you can traditionally find in Nimbasa…” Both Kings seemed to stand up straighter at the praise. Even the drones who overheard seemed to buzz slightly at your kind words.

“Thank you! We appreciate your praise verrry much!” You took the moment to look at Ingo and Emmet, who seemed to bask in your words. They seemed so happy that some human appreciated their work. Did no one ever tell them good job? Or were they just unused to humans complimenting their hard work and their hive?

Both Kings, and even the drones, looked kinda cute as they soaked in your compliments. The way they seemed to stand up higher, and wiggle their wings a bit… It was incredibly endearing.

Not to mention how handsome they all looked when they were all so happy. It made your heart want to skip a beat.

Before those thoughts could go any further, you let out a small noise of surprise when you were lifted from Emmet’s grasp.

Ever so gently, Ingo adjusted you in his own grasp, gleefully ignoring the glare from his younger twin.

Emmet had gotten to hold you for long enough. It was his turn.

He had wanted to show you these areas himself after all. Emmet may have beaten him to the punch earlier, but now was his time to shine.

Even if his brother’s look was promising an argument later.

“Now, shall we head to the gardens, my dear?” He asked, his eyes shining brightly.

You smiled back, nearly taking his breath away. A small blush on your face at the nickname.

“I would love to!”

Oh yes, stealing you away for now was definitely worth the pain Emmet would no doubt give him.