#bee my valentine

[rechicken-and-waffles]

Happy Valentine's Day 🥰

Based on this of course:

[nguyenfinity]

This month's feature is Crazy:B, with this edition releasing alongside their new Valentine's Day single 'Lovebug'! (written and produced by my hopes and dreams)

art-only version below the cut!

[heckyeahponyscans]

St. Valentine is not just the patron saint of love and happy couples, but also of beekeepers

[grymkoena]

Tragedy.

[OC: Valentine Artorius (they/ them)]

[bnuyfrowns]

symmetry of tom and harry in my bloody valentine (2009)

[apnourry]

no one asked but anyway

[jils-things]

gently sobs to myself...

andrea campbell 🥺🥺🥺 (nickname andie?)

i didnt want to color her fully yet because im not sure what should be her dress palette be... but i had to color her face at least cuz i want yall to know how much of her mama and papa genes are distributed ueueu 🥺

[lostinvasileios]

It's actually a little overwhelming (in a good sense) being loved by a god. Their love is so pure, it's so strong and it's so -- much to feel, for lack of better words.

Deities, they know our souls. They know how to love us, and sometimes that can be frightening to know. Or, it was for me at first, haha. But, the fear always goes away whenever I'm experiencing it. Whenever I'm draped in their love.

Gentle caresses from my gods, kisses and whispered words of adoration. The burning sensations of their presence or the soft, sweet smelling reminders of how they're around. It's all so much but so perfect at the same time.

These beautiful creatures who I never imagined would once love me, and certainly not this much, have completely transformed me throughout our time together and showed me how my hands were not broken yet flowers could grow from my palms.

They showed me what it feels like to be actually loved. Nothing like I had ever imagined or experienced. Nothing like I ever could grasp. It was horrifying at first. But there's something beautiful when fear turns into acceptance and a mutual doting relationship.

I always feared that my way of love was too much if I could ever even show or feel it. I feared I was needy, that I wasn't even capable of loving for years. I feared I was absolutely undesirable, partner or not. Me being aromantic and asexual didn't help with that either. I assumed, I was cursed by something. I never knew what, but something just had a hatred for me so deep, that they took away the ability to feel what I had craved to feel and experience my entire life.

I thought I was so, entirely broken. I wish I was exaggerating.

I spent nights, endless hours, crying until I couldn't breathe. Feeling absolutely in the lowest of ruts. I hated myself. I hated existing in a world where everyone could feel love and experience something similar to fairytales while all I got was betrayals and a shattered emotional system.

I forced myself to love, to try and love people who never saw my heart, yet what laid in front. I forced myself to accept the attention I got from my past just to feel what I thought was love. It only... Ended up in more conflicting emotions, however.

I thought it was pointless. Absolutely meaningless for me to ever have a hope of feeling love. I went through many, many trials with the way I saw how love "should" be portrayed.

It was... A really rough time going through all of that.

Eventually, I felt very sensitive. Extremely. I found out that's just - you know - how I am. I'm a very vulnerable lover. I'm very in touch with my emotions. My intense emotions. I hated that for a long time. I thought it was better to be numb than to have the passionate emotions I do.

And... Now, if I'm going to be honest, I love how emotional I am. I've grown to be in awe of myself for that. For how poetically in love I can get. How many tears I can cry and how much my heart can expand for my deities. I couldn't be where I am now without Apollon mostly, to be real.

Apollon saw all my pain, he heard all of my cries and he handled all of my "no, no, you're just saying that" mood swings whenever he would say something sweet to me. And he never gave up on me. It makes me tear up thinking about how extremely gentle he is with me. Especially during times where he knows I can be quite harmful to myself.

How he can listen to all of my fears and give me nothing but kisses and words of safety instead of scolding and insults like I expected. Apollon knew I was so very afraid of love, of touch, of trust, of everything, basically. And he took every step in his power to help me. To guide me to a place of confidence, of security and healing. He gave me hope. He gave me a reason to live and quit my bad habits. A sight to the beauty in myself and my life.

He held me tenderly when I was bawling, he talked me through my attacks, he kissed my stinging face when I calmed down. He helped me in ways I never even wanted to think about, because of how badly those areas hurt to consider fixing up. He patched my wounds for me and sealed them with a kiss.

Being loved by my deities saved my life. It changed my life. It was so confusing at first. So, so scary to think about. To reach out, to accept a calling, to accept my authentic self.

For a while I kept thinking "what did I do to deserve you/this?"

And each time...

Apollon would respond:

"You always deserved this. You were born worthy of this and much more, my dear. Your soul says it all. You radiate this. You radiate love."

[zimmbzon]

Does anyone remember that Brennan Lee Mulligan quote that went something like:

“The healthcare you receive is as good as your ability to advocate for it”

Where was that from? Please hivemind, and thank you!

—

As payment I present to you Mama Brennan (Rebecca Everpetal) being just lovely to adopted trans daughter Sam Nightingale.

Honestly, Dropout is the only platform that I consume with my guard down.

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[thisbelongsto-nohbodys]

A Valentine’s Sashannarcy comic that I rushed to write and draw at the end of last month and realized it’s the most obvious thing to make after Halloween and Xmas comics. Originally Sasha was supposed to be more self-conscious about Marcanne saying how cheesy things are, that she’s has bad memories of past relationships ending because they thought Sasha was too cheesy but Marcanne loves this part of Sasha.

The bonus was also supposed to be longer and with Oum and Bee watching from the kitchen and Oum excited to being one step closer to having daughters-in-law and then grandkids (she wouldn’t know about the secret government project yet and so she’d push for adoption or donors). Instead I had the idea of Bee being bent like a pretzel by Toad masseur and thus this.

[tag-if]

Progress Update;

JAN 2024 - FEB 2024;

Hello all!

University has finally gotten back into full swing, i reckon the routine is helping me out a lot, but it means this hasn't been the most productive in terms of writing (more planning based). I'm pretty busy this month, i've realised, so i will be aiming to get chapter 1 out around the beginning to middle of March.

I did a bit of reworking, to fix the pacing (and keep myself sane) so i apologise if it isn't what you expected when it does come out.

now, without further ado, the checklist :)

DONE;

reworked the plans to fix the pacing a little bit (subject to further change)

added some more customisation that wasn't previously there

polished off the previously finished scenes, so they aren't just word vomit anymore

TO DO;

still have to do the meet the ROs scene

toying with the idea of replacing the first skill check with an option to snoop for information instead (be it through interaction or exploring); this would move the skill check to the beginning of chapter 2

[noxequusart]

[pudgypeachcat]

You bee-long with me 💛🐝

[cicide76536]

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

[toastycatt]

hi, i doodled ronin killer chat and me as rocks with googly eyes for sillies :]

[bnuyfrowns]

deleted scenes from my bloody valentine (2009)