#insect ment

[neopronouns]

flag id: two images of the same flag with 5 stripes, which are angled so that they go from the lower left side of the flag to the upper right. each stripe is scalloped, made up of rounded portions that meet in a downwards point. they are brown-black, very dark dull purple, medium dark faded purple, dull light yellow-green, and cream. the left flag has a brown-black symbol in the center, which is shaped like a spiderweb at the outer edges, but has the spiderweb pattern replaced with a spiral on the inside. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

wevaranet: a neogender umbrella for terms conceptually related to the web from 'the magnus archives'

[pt: wevaranet: a neogender umbrella for terms conceptually related to the web from 'the magnus archives'. end pt]

concepts included under wevaranet:

manipulation, lies, control, being controlled, controlling others, etc. (especially without the victim knowing)

being trapped without your knowledge

spiders, spiderwebs, and web patterns

marionettes/puppets on strings

hypnosis, enthrallment, enticement, etc.

addiction

secret plans/schemes (especially behind the scenes and wide-reaching)

tape recorders

derived terms:

rane: a wevaranet person. plural is ranae.

weben: a wevaranet gender. plural is webens.

wvin: wevaranet-in-nature (ex: wvingender)

wevarine: having wevaranet qualities. noun form is wevaranity.

transwevarine: transitioning towards wevarinity/a wevaranet identity. can be shortened to transwev.

netaeic: gender alignment to wevaranet/wevarinity

day 14 of @radiomogai’s 1k coining event, ‘the web’! there wasn't a web neogender umbrella, so i figured why not coin one? i'll post flags for wvin(gender), transwev, and netaeic soon!

the term (and derived terms) comes from 'weven' (middle english for 'to weave'), 'araneae' (order made up of spiders), and 'marionette'.

the flag is supposed to sort of look like a spiderweb without having a ton of tiny lines everywhere, since i didn't want it to be super cluttered, and uses colors i associate with the web and its connected concepts. here's the template if anyone wants to coin webens!

the symbol is a spiderweb with a spiral on the inside to represent manipulation of the mind! here's the symbol by itself:

[image id: a brown-black symbol in the center, which is shaped like a spiderweb at the outer edges, but has the spiderweb pattern replaced with a spiral on the inside. a blank image is next to that image so that it doesn't take up the whole width of the post. end id.]

tags: @liom-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks, @sugar-and-vice-mogai, @freezingnarc | dni link

[dungeonmeshifancast]

Omg a wasp or smth was just on my sjoulder please gog help me help.me.

[getitstr8]

Rubbing my legs together like a lil cricket

[zipmode]

Want to go on my computer but theres a huge as fuck spider on the ceiling right above my desk 💀💀💀i love and respect spiders but somebody has got to let them know the ceiling is the WORST place to hang out in a human household. At least when it comes to making me nervous abt them. Like dude what if your little tiny hands lose their grip and you fucking fall on me. That would suck for both of us.

[odball]

I had a small moment today, sometimes I have these moments where I feel possessed to do things like it is so important that I will go out of my way to do it, there was this dead wasp on the stairs, completely intact, I passed it by earlier but this time I stopped and felt this need to protect it from being stepped on even though it was already dead, I picked it up by the wings and moved it to the left side of the stair so it would likely not be stepped on, sometimes I find meaning in these things and sometimes I dont, I think it is such a big action in my head like if I fail to do these things it will signal something or I will have made a giant mistake

[bbibbirose]

second time a wasp flew into my car

[radioreprise]

my fave thing abt art is tht i'm guaranteed 2 be writhing in agony while committing 2 it but when i'm not creating smthn i am. also still writhing in agony. she's like worms under my skin. <3

[shadowcreature]

A digital comic zine I made, about things I wish I felt sooner.

[solidwater05]

Do you have any Exigency theories?

Nope. I kinda gave up theorizing about Saint's characters. And I'm pretty sure that 'believing something that is heavily implied' (in this case that Gabriel was the Exigency's abusive dad) doesn't count as a theory

If this turns out to not be true somehow I'll jump out of the window. /silly

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Giant whump, from the perspective of humans being like small animals or insects

Giant who carries their pet human in a little purse like a human would a toy poodle

Giant who tries to help an injured human picks them up off the ground, accidentally squeezing their abdomen a little too tightly between their thumb and forefinger I’ve accidentally killed ants like this and felt really bad about it

Giant finds that a human has made a home in the corner of their apartment. Giant puts them outside to be humane, instead of killing them like their roommate wanted to do, only to realize it is too cold to put them outside when Whumpee instantly curls up into a little ball in the winter air. Giant decides to Keep Whumpee in a little jar, cursing themselves and hoping they’ll recuperate I also accidentally did this with a spider at work because I’m dumb and sometimes forget what season it is, apparently

Human bites being toxic to giants

Certain giants being allergic to human bites, in the way that some people are allergic to bees

Giant finding human who has been hit by a giant car nursing them back to health with cat food in a small animal cage and if you want emotional whump for the giant, have them come back to find the human stiff with gnats in its eyes…

Humans infesting a giant’s house like rats or cockroaches and making the place so dirty it becomes uninhabitable (possibly giving the giant a respiratory infection)

Or, Giant training Human to do tricks like a pet rat

Giants mercy-killing humans that are injured because they’re too small to effectively treat

[neopronouns]

flag id: a flag with 6 stripes, which are brown-black, dull brown, dark red, light sandy brown, faded brown, and brown-grey. end id.

banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.

spiderpuppic: a gender related to being a spiderpup, a pup with spider attributes, a pup who relates to aspects of spiders, etc.

[pt: spiderpuppic: a gender related to being a spiderpup, a pup with spider attributes, a pup who relates to aspects of spiders, etc.. end pt]

for anon! the top three stripes represent spiders and the bottom three represent pups.

tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks, @sugar-and-vice-mogai

tags cont: @prettypinknarc, @skrimbliest

dni link

[coulsonlives]

TIL aphids give live birth to babies that are already pregnant and I'm not sure how I feel about that

[glambots]

So, this may be hands-down the Dumbest idea I've ever had but y'know how there's a Naga AU AND a Bug/Insectoid AU for Sun and Moon?

Consider combining those.

Suntipede AU.

[magicdew]

**walk to cvs and buy bug killing spray

[ccaptain]

@aguilareye: “Kaeya,” the cowboy calls to him in quiet voice. His eyes dull, dark, and staring distantly. Boothill has never seen the Enigma so still and silent before, concern rising in the ranger. His metal hand reaches out and holds Kaeya’s shoulder, giving it a gently squeeze. “Where’d you go, Kaeya? Whatyah saw? Hey, look at me.” His other hand touches Kaeya’s chin, guiding it up so their gazes meet.

   the outlaw would be right if he guessed that something has happened to the being in front of him. Kaeya knows that he's perceptive, observant- there are things to see that go beyond simple words of assessment, and this is one of them.

   he doesn't know he has been zoning out until cold metal gives a grounding squeeze to his bare shoulder; empty gaze unclouds, turns apologetic. there's already a small i'm sorry on the tip of his tongue, about to justify his mental absence-

   fingers gently coax his chin up until he can't hide- he can see right in the other man's eyes: the gesture is nothing short of gentle, and Boothill's gaze has genuine concern in it. there's nothing imposing in the questions he asks Kaeya, no commanding tone, just a quiet urge to know if he's okay, and what has left him so shaken in the time they spent apart.

   this is what tears him apart at the seams.

   the horror seeps out of the cracks of a being who spent his lifetime seeing fear as an inconvenient, unnecessary without a solution to be provided. there's no longer a barrier between the slight shake of cold digits and chest caving in from the terror, the dread in pale, dulled diamond too evident, too oppressive to pretend that nothing has happened. it haunts him like a persistent ghost- but it's real. it has happened. and the pieces of his composed mask have all crumbled in his lap from the sheer shock of being cared about.

   Kaeya spares nothing. after a brief description of the Simulated Universe and what it entails, he lets the horrors attack the cyborg just as they have harmed him. his voice doesn't stop, he has no mercy on himself.

   how the simulated onlookers who paid for the show of a cobalt-haired fellow swallowing a Protozoan egg for their amusement, a thing he always takes in good stride with a bow afterwards. how the Occurrence is usually a bit gross but devoid of harm, as the saliva destroys everything before something bad can happen.

   but this time, the Propagation found him. and it made sure to give the Occurrence a grotesque, macabre twist.

   how the insects targeted the crowd, and even if simulated and not real Kaeya just couldn't stop himself from trying to prevent further harm for the poor people shrieking in fear. he diverted the buzzing attention on himself to avoid casualties, as he always does.

   and at that, the Swarm zeroed on him.

   Kaeya doesn't like to remember what happened after: his body convulsed back and forth. he screamed until his throat tore, eye wide open on the true horror descending upon him for what felt like hours. somebody must have turned off the faulty Simulation and extracted him from here, but he doesn't know who or why. he was an intruder. if anything, a phenomenon in a coding error to be studied  whoever decided to stop his torment must have taken pity on him.

   ( and Kaeya does have some mercy, but not for himself: he spares the concerned cowboy how, sometimes, it still feels like there's scratching inside of his skull. wing beats. buzzing where there should be none. the Enigma wants him to understand, not have nightmares. )

   ' I'm sorry, ' his voice breaks, then mercifully returns to normal, ' it's always- always nice when I am with you, and I wanted today to be fun, too, but... '

   there's a small pause that he gives himself, some dampness hanging on his lashes, refusing to turn into tears purely out of having forgotten how. there's something stuck in his throat that he doesn't know what to do with. the man in front of him wants the truth, and it's delivered to him in the form of quiet shakes.

   ' I don't think I'm okay- and I don't think I'll be okay for a while longer, ' this time, his voice wavers, web-like cracks on the surface of normally unwavering ice. pale diamond lifts to meet the crosshair in Boothills eyes, uncertaint, small. ashamed.

   ' do you still want to stay a while? we can find something to do... '

[bhaalborn]

@illhound said: "i have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me."

" consider yourself one of the LUCKY ONES, then, " ulysses chides, a sideways-slant to their smile not unlike an askew picture frame amongst idyllic milieu. when one of them land on their finger- they gaze upon the insect with interest, hardly larger than a hairsbreadth, a creature so small it'd go easily ignored if it wasn't for their propensity for BLOOD-SUCKING, " and luckily for both of us, these creatures are completely harmless, outside of the occasional case of hives. hardly enough room in their hindquarters for all six quarts of blood you've got stashed away in that MEAT SUIT of yours, really. "

with a puff of air, ul scares off the mosquito previously hoisted upon their index. it disappears nigh-instantly beneath the shroud of darkness, despite the rays of moonlight painting the tree leaves, " or was it something else you were concerned over? "