#a cutie bequeathed upon us in these trying times

[splinterclan]

here's a vinepaw! :3

I feel like I should've done Moonpaw as a tribute but Vinepaw has always been my favorite lol

(rip moonpaw too :( I was actually kinda shook by her death, which means you did a good job as the writer lol)

WAHH THIS IS SO GOOD!!! The lighting on the first one is lovely <333 I love Vinepaw too - thank you for drawing her!! And yeah I felt bad ripping into you all like that but it had to be done ;;;--;;;

[minotaur-in-my-labyrinth]

Apiphobia: An Open Letter to a Bunch of Insects Who Can’t Read English and Probably Don’t Have Computer Access

I have apiphobia and non-winter times are just hell for me. I have been this way for as long as I can remember. Literally, some of my earliest memories include a distinct fear of bees, wasps, and hornets.

I would appreciate it if people would stop giving me grief over this. I would like to especially put to ground the mockery I get when people find out that I’m not allergic to these insects. Yes, I’m not allergic. Yes, I’m still utterly terrified. The next person who tells me that I don’t have an excuse for sprinting, flailing, and just utterly turning into an overloaded nervous system encased in useless meat, is getting bequeathed my hip bone upon my death.

Yeah I know this single insect not gonna kill me, but Freddy Kreuger isn’t real and he still haunts peoples nightmares! Why is

I will say that my phobia doesn’t always cause panic, depending on the species of insect that is buzzing around me.

Carpenter Bees? Ya’ll are absolutely astounding, ridiculous creatures and I love your chubby, fuzzy, clumsy lives. Please don’t touch me though.

Bumblebees? Ya’ll are like the Carpenters and you are funky chunky cuties. But you are also loud and you activate my flight-or-fight reflex, which for me means goopification of my central nervous system. As long as I can’t hear you, we are golden.

Honeybees? Please go, I know you are just trying to do your job, but if you sting me, both of us are going to have a bad time, and I don’t want that for either of us. You’re cute, but also I’ve accidentally swallowed a few of you who had drowned in a can of Dr. Pepper and had anxiety about it for over a week. Ya’ll have never stung me and I appreciate this greatly, and I will adore you from afar, but please stay afar.

Mud Daubers? You are the least aggressive of the thin-thoraxed. The most horrifying thing about you is that sometimes worse creatures will take over your abandoned nests, which scares me. You are also good at spider control, which is you know good for the whole circle of like thing. I’m on good terms with spiders and I’d like to remain on good terms with you. Please observe a 5m distance from me and all our meetings and accidental collisions will remain cordial. 

Paper Wasps? You are the only one of these creatures on this list besides the last one that has stung me. I don’t hate you for what you did, you thought I was attacking your nest when I closed that gate door. I wasn’t but you stung me twice behind the ear regardless. I will not hunt you.

Yellowjackets? WHY ARE THERE SO MANY AROUND HERE? EVERY FUCKING TIME I GO TO MY CAR THERE’S AT LEAST ONE OF YOU! EVERYTIME, EVERY GODDAMNED DAY THIS SUMMER! SO FUCKING WHAT MY CAR IS BRIGHT RED AND LOOKS LIKE A DELICIOUS FUCKING SNACK? GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME! WHEN WINTER COMES I WILL NOT MOURN YOUR PASSING!

Hornets? The only 2 times I’ve ever encountered any of your kind you were both large, the first being a massive European hornet looking for some place to call hell and the other being an Asian Giant Hornet, and both encounters left me miraculously unstung. And yet, all on your reputation and appearance alone, you are relegated to a special place of nightmares, the kind that cause psychosomatic responses, the kind that literally awake me with pain. Why did the gods curse this planet with you? Why did you have to evolve wings? Velvet ants don’t have wings! They have giant stingers and are asocial. Why, hornets, could you not followed their example?

And the final creature that fits only punningly under the umbrella term of Apiphobia:

White Anglo-Saxon Protestants... Ya’ll are just the worst. Just awful. Why can’t you evolve? What foul god do you worship? No I don’t worship your god, but for the love of Lucifer, that doesn’t mean I worship your devil! You intentionally ignorant bigots! When you all get to Hell, I hope Jesus Christ personally gives you your grand tour of damnation. You think I hate that you use his name to hate me for my sexual orientation? Imagine how he must feel, no better yet, imagine how Jesus “Rich People Aren’t Getting Into Heaven” Christ must feel when you constantly elect rich bigots! I hope every one of the other creatures I have listed here make your life on Earth as great a nightmare as you have made everyone else’s.