#hivequeen

[flooftyfizzlebeans]

Hey, yeah. Sorry. We ate your girlfriend. Yes she's Snakified. She's the third queen in history, though! Oh? You don't want her to be an all powerful hivequeen? Sorry.

Sorry about that.

[magicalgirlmindcrank]

Don't worry queen, you will pull your big ovipositor dommy mommy hivequeen in no time, I just know it!

That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to us

[prometheanwarlock]

You didn't help them make anything they wouldn't have made without you.

They would've gotten somebody else to clean Floor 51. That's all.

...listen. Fuck Gentek, alright? And fuck McMullen especially, the bastard. He's dead, you're not, and you have no blood on your hands, if you ask me. We're gonna get to Greene, and we're both going to make sure she's okay, accounted for, and isn't making anyone around her... not okay.

You're my friend now, and I am your friend. I am also going to pick you up now, so I can move faster.

Update: My first day has passed, and I have not died.

I have found a temporary place to set up.

Doc Mercer is missing. Nothing new.

I'll keep an eye out for him but won't actively search, the people here know him best. Also, butting in would be weird.

[yoonyia]

gloriously bright Qingjao art

but shes actually glowing

and ender holding the hive queen like Jesus holds the lamb

Peter and si wang mu dancing in the outside

si wang mu teaching Qing jao how to embroider

"Achilles" delphiki with blonde hair and looking a lot like Achilles and petra smiling anyways because who cares he's dead and her sons alive

bean holding his kid and its so tiny

bean standing next to height markers as they have bigger and bigger gaps as he stares at them concerningly

comic of Jane Val running to ender and ender kissing her on the forehead

bean and petra being a power couple in general

Theresa sitting on Peter's bed stroking his hair and peter crying

John Paul getting icecream for his family and tripping and falling face first on his face

mazer sitting in enders raft

comic of the entire ender Val raft scene

Alessandra crying

dorabella smiling

ender looking far far away, around 17 years old (when he's looking at the giants corpse but you don't see that)

Graff gardening/farming

novinha and ender sleeping but like my parents

ender in drag dressing up for his kids

olhado braiding his dad's hair

novinha and libo running into the research facility together holding hands while pipo chases them with tea

miro and Jane first meeting

miro and Jane last meeting

Janeson character design (im tempted to name him Jameson just for the joke)

ender and Val meeting eachother after decades insulting eachother

Jakt and Val sitting in the lustainia grass

Peter meeting Peter 2

Abra growing up and remembering ender

Val staring at ender throughout his life but like infinity mirror style

fire and grego

quara talking to the piggies

a random speaking for the dead

jack swimming

the hivequeen in general

olhado and his wife

Quim in the tree dead

ela crying at ender in the boat

Han tzu with his head on a table exhausted

alai doing the same for completely different reasons

suriyawong sitting in Bangkok street food places

the final battle

bean and petra and that one dude scene where it goes "how the hell do you get taller then me?" "steroids" "I stretch him out with a torture machine every night" as a comic

Achilles reading

both of the "I lend a knife" scenes as one comic or animatic

volescus hand and embryos close up

Anton talking with sister carlotta on a walk

carlotta hugging bean

her dying

beans reaction to her dying

petras dad sitting at a candy shop curb

bonzo in general

ender hair timeline (for lore purposes)

battle room diagram

battle school suits (all)

old Qing jao

jack and Jane

[concerningwolves]

[Image description: A banner showing black text on a light blue background. The text reads "A Ferocity of Bees, A Wyrdseren short story", with a simple silhouette graphic of a flying swarm of bees beneath. /End ID]

A Ferocity of Bees is now live!

Arketh was fast asleep when the call came. It wasn’t a call for her, exactly. More a raw and lonely keening, a thing of instinct, to be heard by anyone who would listen. Arketh just happened to be one of the few who could.

She saw the crack of lightning and the lash of rain, felt a terrifying fall as the wind screamed, and understood that this was the mourning-cry of a hivequeen. The wyrdness crackled and roiled, filling her with a terrible fizzing need to move and see and do. Images of broken branches and hard, unyielding rocks tumbled into Arketh’s sleeping mind, splintering the nightmare she was in – the one about the open tundra full of twisted shapes that stalked her every step – but her body refused to wake.

So, Arketh did the thing she wasn’t meant to do anymore. She slipped out of her body.

A Ferocity of Bees is a short story set between books one and two of my high fantasy duology, The Wyrdseren – and it's free! (Well, pay-what-you-want, but that includes nothing).

→ get the story from my Payhip

Plus, you can currently get 30% off the When Dealing with Wolves (Wyrdseren book 1) ebook at my Payhip with the coupon WOLVES&BEES23! So if you haven't read it, now's your chance to get it for £2.80. The offer expires on 17/01/2023. And if you'd like to learn more about the book before you buy, here's its page on my website, where you'll find buy links for other ebook retailers and the paperback format.

[sabakos]

Imagine an elf is given a job to do at a hivefolk institution. The hivequeen thinks elves don't need bathroom breaks, since she is planning to lay her eggs in them and have her young eat their way out from the inside, a process that will certainly be fatal. But

Ah, this is a common misconception! Fluid retention in the host can actually be beneficial for the development of offspring, though this will also be supplemented regularly ex vivo, i.e. once the eggs have been laid, in order to maintain hydronastic equilibrium. Elves are typically preferred over other humanoids not only for their ability to go on for long periods without bathroom breaks but also due to their clean lifestyle and habits, as well as their ability to live on for decades after all brain activity and other non-autonomous bodily functions have ceased.

[the-spacetronaut]

I was wondering what sonny does when he's 'offline' from the hivemind? And why does he go offline from it at all? great work with ur fanfic btw!

he does what any obsessive and in love guy does, i'll leave that to your imagination!

mother is the overmind/hivequeen. she can see, hear, and feel everything the little blooms and nurse blooms experience. i think i talked about how their hivemind work briefly a while back. mother can view anyone (or everyone at the sametime) anytime she wants (which is almost ALL the time), regardless if the blooms asks her not to. the nurses can be selective when sharing information with the hivemind. the helper blooms dont have autonomy over their privacy.

sonny makes the active decision to go "offline" from the hivemind because of privacy and a little bit of freedom. none of the nurses except for celia actually likes being monitored their entire life by mother. its suffocating, its isolating, and its just bad parenting!

he just wants a little privacy when watching and thinking about you. 🌻👁👁

and other things too.

[saudadite]

in bee world instead of girlboss everyone is using #hivequeen

[mkmoondust]

Potential Short Story idea

This was inspired by a sci-fi story my boyfriend reads on Reddit. Hive Queen. And I think maybe someday I’d like to take it somewhere. But for now - it simply exists.  “ All my life I've been called an alien. And I suppose that's close enough to the truth. But there's something more to it, something no one's ever outwardly wondered about -- so I haven't gone into detail before. Maybe today's the day for this newness. This ache of blending in day after day and just trying to pass well enough that you'll all allow me to go about my business without any of you daring to stop me. Daring to strike up a conversation. Though - I've figured that part out in all honesty. I know which words to say when and who should be looking before I begin to speak. That way it appears like I have friends and family and a purpose for being in this space -- other than the real one of spying on all of you and your rituals. Taking this information back to the hive -- EVERYTHING I DO is for MOTHER! And the speaker would be sooooo proud of me for figuring out how to speak without impeeding my actual functions. I digress though, you and your human mothers are nothing like us and our queen mother. You all speak and believe yourselves to be good at it -- so the speakers make no sense to you either. And are of little consequence to your existence, aside from the chittering. Oh god, if you'd ever heard the chittering - you'd never feel safe again. I blend in with each and every little aspect of this place because MOTHER and the others have asked me to. Because I am the right size to be human. Because I have a similar heartbeat to human. Because I understand my mission soooooo completely that nothing could distract me - not you and your tiny dog always wanting to pee on the taco truck. Not you with your camera and sunsets and sunrises and beaches and flowers and bees - and occasionally even others like me. Not you and the incredible music you play upon some of the biggest stages in the world night after night - and you know what - when the world implodes I'm going to save you. Because the Galaxy has not heard enough of you yet. Not yet. Not even you. Day after day, I drink coffee like oil in public spaces you believe I need things like sleep and caffeine - or even food. I find the crowded spaces in the park and sunbathe - which does feel good but is completely unneccessary as a member of the hive. I even ask you about your tiny children and their adorable clothes because everyone on this planet is obessesd with things in miniuture. Like babies and dogs and dolls and food too. Mother would never accept you -- any of you because of this. Without size there is no power. And the hive is a large galaxy entity - we must always have size and power on our side - you never know when war or enemies or science will dare to end us all. And I know you and your people will never make sense of these words - but someone gave me a look as though they could tell that I am of the hive not of the Earth. And I felt inclined to share. That they are in fact correct. Hive is the only home I'll ever know. But there are aspects of Earth that will be remembered for all of eternity when Mother decides to take over.  “

[lonely-void-flower]

Model is finished!! I really do like how it turned out she is very pretty! it gonna be fun testing her out on vrchat ^^ her design is a tad bit different from the concept art but just for comparison here is the concept art

Hope you all enjoyed the journey of this model's progress!

[tsukopathe]

Jour31 du défi Inktober Vagabonds Postapocalyptiques, "la reine de la ruche". ... vous voulez toujours les reveiller ? ^^  avec une ruche de la taille d'une forêt, si l'invasion débute... on est foutus. Parce que bien sûr, la bouffe, c'est nous.  _____  Day 31 of the Postapocalyptic Wanderers inktober list, "The hive-queen". ... you still want to wake them up ?^^  with a hive the size of a forrest, if the invasion begins... we're screwed. 'cause of course, we are their food. _____ #hivequeen #ruche #reine #invasion #cocoon #cocon #forrest #huge #oversized #giant #mother #nature #tree #formoflife #web  #postapocalyptic #postapocalypticwanderers #apocalypse #survivors #inktober #inktober2019 #day31 #jour31 #tsukopathe #craftpaper #papiercraft https://www.instagram.com/p/B4TMhhhIKpX/?igshid=u9tejhroxiyw

[boorat]

#heroforge #heroforgechallenge #minifigures #xenomorphqueen #xenomorph #spawn #hellspawn #symbiote #necroplasm #psychoplasm #acidblood #hivequeen #sythe #sickle #hybrid #monster #giant #pincers #glowingteeth #crossover #imagecomics #darkhorse #toddmcfarlane #eggs #tentacles #multiplelimbs #multiarm #alienspawn #aliens #shespawn https://www.instagram.com/p/CSwVhmgr3Zf/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hivequeenworks]

"Kiss an angel"

[numenskog]

#inktober #day31 of #apocalypticinktober LAST DAY!!!! I made It! 😁 Today theme... The #hive #queen She was made to control the #ciber #spider and keep them calm, she has another ideas #hivequeen #thehivequeen #robot #robotic #postapocalyptic #wanderers #apocalyptic #postapocalypse #warrior #femalewarrior #ink #inktober2017 #wire #madmax #fallout #complete

[concerningwolves]

The bees are being released tomorrow!

here's a little peek at the opening :3

[Image text:

Arketh was fast asleep when the call came. It wasn’t a call for her, exactly. More a raw and lonely keening, a thing of instinct, to be heard by anyone who would listen. Arketh just happened to be one of the few who could.

She saw the crack of lightning and the lash of rain, felt a terrifying fall as the wind screamed, and understood that this was the mourning-cry of a hivequeen. The wyrdness crackled and roiled, filling her with a terrible fizzing need to move and see and do. Images of broken branches and hard, unyielding rocks tumbled into Arketh’s sleeping mind, splintering the nightmare she was in – the one about the open tundra full of twisted shapes that stalked her every step – but her body refused to wake.

So, Arketh did the thing she wasn’t meant to do anymore. She slipped out of her body.

 Entering the wyrdness was like a breath of cold air after a day stuck inside. The itchy, sweaty tightness of Arketh’s skin melted away. She was somewhere that sort of thing didn’t matter anymore; somewhere full of colour and light, and sensations that didn’t require a body to feel. It made Arketh very sad that this place still scared Rostfar a little bit, even if Rostfar said it didn’t. /End image text]

Arketh-centric short story! Let's gooooooo

[Image description: Screenshot of a Scrivener document showing the first two lines of a new story. The text says "Arketh knew that she was powerful. She also knew that this power frightened people. She just didn’t know why." /End ID]