#blood of bee

[leoandreeda]

Me, a delusional: 40yo Zoro puts 2 swords in his mouth out of sheer willpower and people confuse those with demon fangs

[beeharris]

Today

I would go to the cloisters

I'd take my cats

Kairos and Vesta

my dogs

Strelka and Onyx

I would show them the unicorn

then the herbal garden

we would eat sandwiches

watch butterflies

my dead chihuahuas

Grubdog and Gater

would stop by

arm in arm

they admire the lavender and light

a beam of sun

warms their fur

yes we talk of the good ol days but mostly

of the moment

we are drunk on the now

nowhere else to be

just us

enjoying an afternoon out

[suddenly-frankenstein]

chastity for a vampire

[sunclown]

“If you want to be saved, a strong but gentle lady sailor is best!” 🍊🌸

[beetledee0]

this ugly thing. kill it

[jaewritesfic]

Everlasting Trio Nobody Knows AU DP x DC Part 5

Part 4

Danny won't lie, he panicked a little inside when he first recognized Sam and Tucker across from him in the cafe.

Irrationally he'd expected to see his parents  the Fentons or GIW agents right behind them. They wouldn't have done it on purpose, but what if they did have contact with them still? What if they'd already messaged them saying they found their missing son miraculously alive?

But they hadn't.

They hadn't, and they don't talk to the Fentons, and they missed him. They missed him as much as he missed them, and that realization had made his core hum intensely in his chest.

He's not sure how to conduct himself around them anymore - he's changed so much. They probably have too, but they're not undead Kings of entire dimensions so he thinks he has them beat.

Still…the last few days their new group chat has been active, and it's felt like they fell back into each other as easy as breathing. Like they never stopped talking at all.

It's nice.

He's found out that Sam has been working at a nursery part time, and that Tucker has been doing some independent contractor work in programming.

He told them he's working in engineering because, well…he is. Somehow. 

He saw himself potentially in engineering, sure, but not for the Bats! And yet, he's currently looking straight at Red Robin.

He definitely cracked Danny's zip file - or, well, Technus’ encryption on Danny's zip file. Danny knows he must have, because he's clearly pissed.

Danny presses his lips together to avoid laughing just imagining how that reveal must have gone.

Thing is, Danny isn't supposed to be looking at Red Robin right now. He's supposed to be looking at a lockbox full of money and more trackers for his growing collection.

(96 and counting.)

He guesses technically he is still looking at that, just…with an extra bird.

Danny's glad he always scopes out these drops invisibly beforehand, or he might have been in trouble here.

The Bats and Birds have always stayed out of the vicinity of the drops until he takes them before, so this is a surprise.

As it is, Danny knows Red Robin cracked that file and is pissed about it because he's standing on a rooftop and looking at 1) the lockbox, 2) Red Robin, and 3) a lawn chair.

To be specific, Red Robin has posted up on the rooftop with enough determination to wait Danny out that he brought his own seating arrangements and has the box of payment sitting smack dab on his lap.

His arms are crossed. He's tapping his fingers on his elbow like a fuming parent waiting for their kid to return home after curfew.

It's kind of hysterical.

It's kind of a problem.

Honestly, it's not Danny's fault they're driving themselves crazy trying to find him. He worked on those pellets the first time out of curiosity and the goodness of his heart.

And maybe a little bit because his Obsession took issue with the idea of leaving it alone when faulty gadgets could get someone hurt.

If Red Robin didn't want a ghost employee, he shouldn't have paid him the first time. What's Danny supposed to do, say no to ridiculous amounts of money?

Fat chance. Not even if it's sitting in the lap of the newest edition of Angry Birds.

Part 6

Masterpost

[sinn-bee]

I’ve been playing a lot of Slay the Princess and I am incapable of escaping the svsss brainrot so!! Fuck it! Binghe Princess!! 👑 🗡️

I drew it in pencil and then digitally colored it just like the artist for the game 🛐 So so fun

I had to set up a printer to scan the pencil drawing snfjg

[raileurta]

Dad unicron

There's not enough fics centered or addressing that Earth's core is unicron in transformers fanfiction. Transformers give off some sort of radiation so unicron must gives offs a lot of it. Who's to say that wouldn't affect life or specifically humanity in some way? Maybe it's why we act so similar to transformers, the reason we are so destructive, why we're so violent, so.... chaotic.

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When unicron first woke up he should have hated all the organics covering his form especially these "humans" but he did not. In truth he felt rather.... fond of them. The more he watched humanity the more he couldn't help but fall more in love. He liked our capacity for violence, the way we destroyed his brother's creations, our grit, but also liked our softer sides; the way we personify objects, how much we love sugar, the way we get excited over menial things.

Humanity was quite a mystery in what they felt and or did at any time for anything. It was quite literally chaos. While we are still quite young he couldn't help but feel proud of our race achievements.

When earth is reduced to husk and no being lived there he can't wait to break out this rocky shell to meet his creations face to helm.

[red-dye40]

sweet domesticated life :)

[alvsanne]

worst thing about hotd is it being a bunch of misunderstandings in a trenchcoat and pranks gone wrong bro

meanwhile f&b is a succession of "if you're funny i'm about to be hilarious"

[suguwu]

part of naoya + gojo's sister!reader.

—

"satoru ain't visiting."

you let out a soft breath and close your book. you glance up. naoya's leaning against the shoji's frame, his arms crossed over his chest, and his lips set into a childish moue. the moonlight sharpens him; it catches in his eyelashes, a spider's silken web.

"was he supposed to?"

"yer his sister, aren't ya?"

"half-sister," you remind him. "i'm not a gojo."

"he sure thinks you are."

(the hairpin is heavy in your hand; the pearls catch the light, glowing white, all exposed bone. it had matched your shiromuku perfectly.

"here," you say. "before i forget to give it back."

"what am i gonna do with that?" satoru asks. "it won't look good in my hair."

"put it back in the jewelry box you stole it from."

"maybe i asked really nicely for it."

you stare at him flatly. you hold out the hairpin again.

"she'd never give it to you. not for me."

satoru reaches out. he curls a big hand around yours, tucking your fingers in around the heirloom.

"it's yours," he says. "my mother will get over it."

"no she won't."

he grins. "no," he agrees. "she won't.")

naoya smirks when you don't respond. he pushes off the shoji frame and crouches in front of you. "yer his sister," he says again. "so why ain't he visiting?"

"i don't know."

he scowls. "figure it out," he says. "him visiting means something."

you nod.

naoya reaches out and cups your face. his fingers sink into the plush of your cheeks, but it's careful. delicate, even. he holds you there for a moment, examining you, his dark eyes sharp.

"you're a zen'in now," he says. "so be a good wife and get him here."

"i will."

he lets go of you and stands up. "good," he says. "now come inside."

he heads inside, but you pause, glancing at the shadow of the ginkgo tree that looms over the courtyard.

satoru meets your gaze. his smile is a knife's edge. he tilts his head in question; you shake yours.

he melts back into the shadows with a wink, but you know your brother's fury the way a dog knows a buried bone.

he's never liked anyone putting their hands on you.

you hum.

naoya may get his visit sooner than he thinks.

[zennyzach]

A sketch page! Feat. Two grimwalkers lol

[peridots-pixiwolf]

[Start ID. A digital drawing of Gabriel and V1 from Ultrakill in super-saturated, pixellated colors. It seemingly takes place during phase two of his second fight, judging by Gabe's bright yellow-cyan wings and the consequent blush shining through his helmet. Gabriel is pictured on the left, facing the left side of the screen with his head turned to V1, preparing to strike them with the bloodied spear in his right hand. Small but frequent splatters of blood dot his armor and outstretched wings, fabrics torn through in places. V1 is on the right, aiming its piercer revolver at his face. Their arms are stacked in pairs on either side, idle Feedbacker and Knuckleblaster on the left and Whiplash tucked atop their default arm on the right. Both parties are stylized to resemble insects, Gabe with beetle wings and a halo in the shape of antennae, and V1 with the four wings, four arms, short antennae and bristles expected of a dragonfly. End ID]

woah.... happy 1 year anniversary to gay people

also a couple alts (background removed, just gabe, and just v1, respectively) in hopes it'll be a little easier to understand what's going on and all!

additionally once again: special thanks to @magnumopos and @muzzleroars , neither of which I have actually spoken to in my life but both of which are credited with partially inspiring this! (dedicated section under the readmore due to the fact I do not generally tag people at all ever and wasn't sure if I should, but thought it was worth mentioning!) The former for giving me the wonderful idea of dragonfly V1, the latter for drawing V1 like a strange little creature + for the feedbacker plate, I enjoy both your works :]

(retroactively, on march 27th of 2024, assigning them a full bingo with credit to deep-space-lines. ehehehehe)

[p---l---c]

It tossed the nail into the air, caught it by the hilt on the reverse spin, then drove it through the chest of the bell-priest with such force that the spasming body nearly made contact with the coiled crossguard, before the monster turned around and flung them into the chanting circle around it, breaking the body open against another bug and severing two more with its blade before it shattered.

hi. please read to capture a foreign god by ruthlesslistener

[thebusylilbee]

wanna hear a fun fact ? 3.5% of families in France own 50% of ALL available places to rent in the country....................... imagine redistributing that wealth....................

[rilli-luci]

When you hear the ringing bell, just know the shepherd is not far behind.

EDIT: Added my missing signature.

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