#do bees kiss

[housederiva]

The first woman I ever fell in love with should at least have a tarot card if she's not going to be in Veilguard

here's bethany

Edit!!! I’ve never been more happy to be wrong

[kitkat-sans]

I love starbee

do you love starbee too

if yes, kiss me

Edit: they were supposed to be doing a heart pose but i gave up.

[temporary-tats]

If I ever stop drawing these two, its cause I'm dead.

Anyway, have a bit of a spicier bees sketch and a quick Blake portrait!

As usual, don’t reupload without credit/permission - thanks folks!

(My Ko-fi, if you wish!)

[almea]

[gnawingonleonsbicep]

Leon x ??? reader

(gn!reader + nothing particularly in mind for reader, just various traits and behaviors and whatnot :3)

Leon x reader that wants to bite as a form of expression

Leon x reader that rather bluntly points things about but means well

Leon x reader that entirely overlooks the extra/missing word(s) in a written sentence

Leon x reader that often times gets a little too into the things like they engage with. (Shows, movies, games, etc.)

Leon x reader that has absolutely no sense of time and has no idea if it’s been a few minutes or a few hours on occasion.

Leon x reader that finds themself relating more to nonhuman characters/things than human characters/things on occasion.

Leon x reader that likes to chew on things and should probably invest in gum, despite not keeping it for long.

Leon x reader that’s a bit of a picky eater, but more because of the texture of food than anything else.

Leon x reader that seemingly jumps from one topic to another with no reasoning, yet still manages to link everything together.

[lifemod17]

Bugs mention AND Like Real People Do?? So important to me!!!

🎥: _alyssayung_ | tiktok

Kia Forum night 2 || 09/18/2024

[humlase]

Neil's mother may have been abusive, but that doesn't stop him from missing his mom and Abby is right there to pick up the pieces.

Or in other words, Abby gives great mom hugs.

[johnnyspells]

[bilbao-song]

secret rocker santa participants needed!! (11/22/24)

probably the last list like this for the year buuut without further ado: currently we are most in need of fans of following musicians and bands (or even just people with a passing interest in them):

⁃ KISS ⁃ wings ⁃ kate bush ⁃ bob dylan (slightly and for very specific reasons lmao) ⁃ bee gees ⁃ iron maiden

everyone is welcome (the only requirement is that you’re a fan of some kind of music from roughly the 50s-90s) and there’s plenty of time left!! these are just the ones that so far seem like they’ll be the hardest to match, which means more fans signing up would be very helpful :^) if you or your followers fit this criteria, please consider reblogging this post!

remember, sign-ups are open through november 28th and anonymous messaging begins december 1st :-)

➜ more information about secret rocker santa ➜ F.A.Q. page ➜ sign up here! (or here if you’d prefer to stay on tumblr)

[veelilee]

wip

[upd]  finished arts:  1  and  3

[bluishfrog]

DNF Hockey AU

"Almost had me, but almost doesn't count, right?"

"Oh, don't worry, I will score on you soon enough."

"Invite me to dinner first."

[beesinspades]

something something ace people often being told they're not human for not experiencing sexual attraction and/or not wanting sex, something something vash seeing his sex-averse asexuality as yet another thing that makes him even more different from humans than he already is because of it

[mythtiide]

oh my goodness gracious

[temporary-tats]

Ah yes, my monthly rewatch of my favorite movie

[hedgehog-university-au]

"Go to Sleep" means "I Love You"

Okay so I'm obsessed with platonic forms of affection and also the joke about "kissing the homies goodnight" but like in an literal platonic way, and also love having Vector fully take on the Dad role. And as a college student I know the struggle of staying up way too late and needed to be forced to go to bed. So this is a little silly thing I wrote for the boys.

Espio blinked back his weariness as he stared at his glowing laptop screen and labored over how to finish this sentence. Just three more paragraphs to go, and he'd be finish with the first draft of the paper. Then he could go back, make a few rounds of edits and proofread, and he could actually maybe submit it. It was so close.

He'd been sitting in the mostly dark lounge, lit only by his and Charmy's computer screens and a singular lamp, for the last few hours, trying to type this out. His writing speed had significantly decreased as the night dragged on. The quality of his writing might also be decreasing, but his eyes were getting blurry and he couldn't focus enough to re-read anything. He stared at the flashing text cursor at the end of the last word he'd written.

Charmy, the only other person in the lounge, laughed loudly at whatever brainrot video he was watching at this point. Espio glanced up at the noise, blinking again as his eyes tried to adjust away from the light of the computer screen. Charmy laughed again; a prolonged, unhinged set of snickers that indicated he was verging on loopy from being tired. He pulled out his earbuds. "Espio, you-- you gotta see--!" His voice was lost in his fit of snorting laughter.

Espio shook his head. "You already showed me five videos. I need to finish up this paper."

"You're so lame." Charmy pouted as he put one earbud back in. His disappointment quickly disappeared as he started laughing at his video once again.

The door to the lounge burst open, and Vector poked his head in. He was already dressed for bed in a t-shirt and boxers, his eyelids drooping as he glared at them. "Guys, it's 1 am. What're ya doing?"

Charmy attempted to suppress his loopy laughter, which only succeeded in making him laugh more. "Watch-- snort-- watching YouTube," he finally got out.

Espio scoffed, only half-glancing up from his laptop. "At least I'm actually studying."

Vector rolled his eyes. "You've been studyin' all day. You can rest a little too, ya know."

"I have to finish this paper."

"When is it due?"

Espio had enough decency to feel a bit embarrassed. "A week from now?"

"FOR FREAKING SAKE, GO TO SLEEP, ESPIO!"

"It's almost done. Just let me finish it and I'll go to bed." Or at least, go sit in his bed and get his reading done. Maybe then he'd be enough ahead he could feel justified to actually relax...

Charmy piped in, "Yeah, and I'm keeping him company, so I should get to stay up too!"

"More like distracting me," Espio muttered under his breath as he went back to his laptop. He felt a twinge of guilt as the words left his mouth. He didn't really mean it. But Charmy didn't even seem to notice.

"No, you need sleep," Vector told Charmy. "You get all hyper and grumpy when you're tired."

"I'm not tired at all!" Charmy complained. As if on cue, he yawned.

Vector yawned in response, then growled under his breath. "Nope," he groaned, walking towards them. "That's it. C'mon, ya little brats."

Suddenly Espio was being lifted off the couch. A flash of panic hit him, but Vector simply picked him up and flung him over his shoulder. Like he weighed nothing. He grabbed Charmy under his other arm and marched them down the hall.

Charmy protested the indignity loudly. Espio craned his neck to see what Vector was doing with them. Vector stopped at Charmy's room first, kicking the door open with no regard to quiet hours and legit throwing Charmy onto his bed. "SLEEP," Vector ordered, chucking his bee plushie at him. He stomped over and kissed Charmy's forehead, like he was a little kid. Then he wheeled around and carried Espio to his room.

He was tall enough that he barely even had to hoist Espio up to dump him in his loft bed. Vector flung a blanket onto him.

Then he pulled Espio over to the edge of the bed and planted a kiss on the top of Espio's head.

Ummmmm...

What-- what was that? Heat rose to Espio's face. With Charmy he'd thought it was a joke. He did act like a kid sometimes. But Espio hadn't thought...

"Now get to sleep, punk," Vector said. His voice, as always, was gruff and growly. But there was a hint of... affection. He shut the lights out and closed the door.

Espio curled up under the blanket. His mind buzzed. As far as he could remember, he'd never had a goodnight kiss. His parents were not... affectionate people. And he'd certainly never expected one from Vector, of all people.

But it had seemed so natural. Was that what most parents were like? Did they playfully put their kids to bed, with roughhousing and teasing? Did they give their kids goodnight kisses?

Did those kids know how lucky they were?

No, this whole thinking was ridiculous. Vector was his RA. Just his RA. Yeah, sometimes he called him "Father," and Vector would called him "Son," but that was a joke. Surely Vector was just doing the whole thing "for the bit."

But... Curled up on his bed, Espio felt warm. Complete. Like his whole life, some part of his routine had been missing. And Vector had just put in the missing piece. It was ridiculous. But despite himself, there was a smile on his face.

It was strange. There was such a distinct difference between being sent to bed by his parents and sent to bed by Vector. Vector was louder and gruffer and more grouchy than his parents. His parents never yelled at him to go to bed. They said it with the same cold monotone they said everything else in.

And yet, he felt more warmth when Vector called him a brat or a punk than when his parents called him by his name.

It felt like...

It felt like, when Vector said the words "go to bed," he really meant...

"I love ya, kid."

[immobiliter]

@coldjustness sent: “Chin up. We all knew the cost, do not look so glum.” - Neve to Varric

       Neve's curt voice cut through the low din of the Cobbled Swan, drawing Varric's gaze up to gratefully receive his drink, deposited in front of him on their table. Another dead-end. Another brick wall of disappointment. Chuckles was here in Minrathous — every single piece of intelligence was pointing right at it. But whoever was covering his tracks, whoever was helping him, had still yet to reveal themselves. The dwarf let out a low chuckle. “ You still confident you can get us that lead? ” He felt somewhat guilty for dropping such a case in her lap — after all, what kind of city detective expected to be told that an ancient elven god was let loose and potentially ready to do something as stupid as tearing open the Veil? That was something for the story books, not real life. Varric leaned back in his chair. “ When you've been trying to track Solas down for as long as Harding and I have... let's just say optimism is rather hard to come by. ”