#brown argus

[dansnaturepictures]

17/08/2024-Beautiful fuchsia in the garden and from our visit to Shipton Bellinger today stunning Wall Brown, a smashing view, upright hedge-parsley, a gorgeous Brown Hairstreak one of my first of the year it was amazing to see this exuberant species for a fourth year running here today having never seen one prior to 2021 I feel so lucky and scabious.

Other highlights at Shipton Bellinger were Brown Argus, Small Heath, Meadow Browns, Brimstones, Speckled Wood, Fox moth and Cinnabar moth caterpillars, bees, Roesel's bush cricket, Raven, Red Kite, Buzzard, Kestrel, Bullfinches, Chiffchaff, rosebay willowherb, a fair few precious harebells, self-heal, wild basil, St. John's-wort, red bartsia, eyebright, centaury, viper's-bugloss, bramble flower and blackberries, my first ever buckthorn berries, the characteristic wayfaring tree berries of this site, hawthorn berries and cuckoo-pint berries with Green Woodpecker heard and Goldfinch and Woodpigeon enjoyed at home.

[big-pile-of-vibes]

Aricia agestis (France, 2023)

[orionshounds]

the choice for shadow to have softer brown eyes that only turn that vibrant red when he's using his powers is SOOOOO peak

[that1emowitch]

Batdad with his first 6 kids! (legal or otherwise)

Sorry for the bad quality it's a random sketch I made in German class loll

Might make one for the other kids/bats (duke, babs, carrie, terry, etc.) once i figure out what their dynamic should be

[sijjelly]

rip dead boy detectives i will miss jayden revri's shiny doe eyes as charles rowland

[sluttywonwoo]

Whatever you say, beautiful

[brown-spider]

I want them to have this dynamic

[morganbritton132]

Eddie’s just trying to show off his new guitar picks on his TIkTok account while in the background, this conversation is happening:

Steve: Want some m&ms?

Robin, holding out her hand: When I was a kid, I would assign each of my family members a color of m&m and then eat them in order of who I liked the least to who I liked the most.

Steve: Who did you eat last?

Robin: My cat, Lucy. She was the brown one. I would swallow them whole so I wouldn’t hurt her chewing.

Steve: Makes sense

Steve: What color would I be?

Robin: Blue

Steve: *fist pumps*

[spriinglocked]

i know i said i wouldnt be active on tumblr but this had to be said

[jamesheathridge]

SHAUNA SHIPMAN YELLOWJACKETS | 1.01 “Pilot”

[dansnaturepictures]

20th May 2024: Buttercups, Greylag Goose goslings, my first treasured Brown Argus butterfly of the year on white clover, view and common spotted orchid at Lakeside Country Park today.

In a thrilling few moments on the way to and back from Lakeside at lunch time on the green out the front I was amazed to see Large White butterfly well, a ravishing Red Kite fly right over my head and see a Linnet in one of the new trees on the green not a bird I expected to see so close to home and one I love seeing. Other highlights at Lakeside today were Kestrel, Green Woodpecker, Speckled Wood, numerous Mother Shipton moths which it's great to see and Silver Y, my first meadow crane's-bill of the year a flower favourite of mine, a crab spider I believe with a hoverfly it had predated, the ever growing Great Crested Grebe chicks, Moorhen chick, red clover and Blue-tailed Damselfly.

[hellsitegenetics]

Sticking out your gyatt for the rizzler

You’re so skibiti

You’re so fanum tax I just wanna be your sigma

Freaking come here

Give me your Ohio

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Closest match: Aricia artaxerxes genome assembly, chromosome: 2 Common name: Northern Brown Argus

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[fantasyfawnart]

I’ve been watching always sunny and I’m fighting tooth and nail to remain normal about it

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 28

Mike Schmidt + Desperation

I watched the fnaf movie and my love for Josh Hutcherson is revived.

A shorty, as I have about three times more homework this week than normal, expected to be finished in the same amount of time as normal.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist.

Mikes grip was shaky and clammy as he grasped at your shoulders, his brown eyes begging as you pressed your palm against his mouth to keep him quiet. Even as his eyes rolled back and he shuddered as he ground his hips down into you, muffled shaky moans leaving him as his breathing grew even more uneven.

He always got like this when he hadn’t been able to sleep for a while, when his medication had run out and they wouldn’t give him a new prescription until the next month. He needed something to put him to sleep, he had tried anything from different teas to workouts or meditation, but nothing seemed to work as great as your cock.

Mike had a hard time accepting it though, always trying out many other things to put him to sleep before he finally couldn’t take it anymore. He would always hesitate, before throwing his leg over your hips and grab at your chest with a shuddering grasp, exhaustion hanging in his movements and the desperation in his eyes almost unbearable.

He would kiss at your neck, carefully scraping his teeth against the flesh before soothing the area with his tongue, tiny needy huffs and whimpers leaving him as he would start rolling his hips down into you, already hard and aching and so very needy.

If that didn’t wake you up, Mike always found himself leaning over and shuffling through the bedside table for whatever bottle of lube you guys had laying around, kicking off his boxers in the process. His needy noises would only gain a newer level of desperation as he would start opening himself up, his mouth open as he struggled to stay at a manageable level.

This was typically when you would wake up, eyes blinking open to Mike above you, hair ruffled and eyes shiny with tears of desperation as he would move his fingers in and out of himself, his bottom lip red from how much he had been biting at it. Mike would almost keen as you grab his hips of thighs to roll them down into yours once more, so you made sure to shush him in an almost teasing manner.

Tiny breathless begs leave him as you kick off your boxers, slicking yourself up with the lube Mike had been using earlier, his grip returning to your shoulders as you pulled him down onto you. A loud groan almost leaves him, until you clamp a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet, his eyes growing wide and even needier, if that is even possible.

Your hand stays over his mouth, even has he rides you quicker and harder, his pace seeming to grow the more desperate he becomes, his noises and whimpers muffled against your palm. Sometimes you’d even be able to feel drool against your palm as his mouth would crack open, or his tongue would lap at your hand.

It was only when he was like this that he got whiny like this, where his noises would become high pitched in a way you thought was impossible, but here he was, bouncing on your dick and sounding like it was the best feeling in his life.

You know he’s close when his movements start growing uneven, hips grinding down into your as you press against his prostate, before withdrawing maybe halfway before forcing himself down once again to feel the flares of pleasure again. His eyes would also roll back more than usual, at times you would worry he would go blind from how far back his eyes seemed roll.

Especially when he would cum, a flare of pain would flash through your arm as Mike digs his teeth into your palm to muffle his own noises, hips twitching and jolting as the tears that had been gathering in his eyes finally spill over. Mike would whimper and whine, and if you didn’t have to worry about volume, it wouldn’t surprise you if he would have howled.

After cumming, Mike would still keep riding you, though you could tell exhaustion was starting to catch up as his movements grow sluggish, but he would want you to finish inside him like always. So, with a few deep thrusts, you would fill him up with clenched teeth to keep yourself quiet. You can’t even find it in yourself to complain as Mike collapses against your chest, asleep before you can even pull out. You would do your best to clean the two of you up, but you had learned after the first time that you couldn’t get all of it until the next morning.

[hadesoftheladies]

western women in privileged countries, when feminists from the global south tell you to watch out for white men and that your superiority complex won't save you, it is not an insult, it is a warning

what happens to women in the global south isn't happening because we have dark skin or non-european cultures. the threat that terrorizes us openly that makes you feel pity for us is not unique to us. that threat is in your bed, too.

[chanquokka]

"Oh Chan-ssi, you look fine today!"