#like why did u not just say her name

[abombihoney]

Sorry, excuse me.

Test tube?

Where the art sister fit?

Okay so this is gonna be long info dump on some world building on the hive i've developed so tldr: they're still sisters!

Gonna have to get into how i think a society based on bees would uniformly raise their young.

Babies and children

Bees are spend their first few years in the nursery. This is the larva (baby and toddler) stage. Pre school kind of thing.

Once they've pupated (usually between the ages of 4-6) they will join a dorm system with other bees their age, usually from a different nurseries than the one they grew up in to facilitate building new relationships etc. Each dorm holds six bees, and barring any issues these bees will live with each other until they become teenagers. These groups are referred to hexads, and are used to schedule meals, outings, lessons, of groups easily.

Teenagers

using teenager to mean 11+ and not yet an adult

So once kids "graduate" primary school essentially, with ages varying due to how some people mature faster than others and excel in some ways but not others etc, they enter the "working stage" which is actually just chores really lol.

Hexads will get mixed up again based on personality, interests, academics, etc. and bees will move into "big kid" dorms.

Now on top of schooling they will begin "working." So based on how honeybees cycle through jobs during their life, teenage bees will learn and work various jobs under the supervision of adult bees who have chosen that job as a career. This how teenagers begin earning spending money, gaining work experience, learning life skills, etc.

So the three jobs that all bees work in for some period of time is:

Nursery Childcare - caring for Larva and pupa (babies and toddlers). This is for bees around 11-13 years old. IE government ordered babysitting lol

Hive Care - for ages 12-15. This is a group of like, basic maintenance and upkeep duties. Bees will clean, cook, and fix minor things. Basically this is just chores lol.

Factory - The last stage, for bees around 13-16 years old, is to assist in the production, storage, and distribution of honey for the hive. (Fun fact: This is also where they learn advanced flying techniques! based on that fact that theres an "obstacle course" puzzle in the factory.)

so by the age of 16-19 bees have a basic education similar to human standardized education, as well as basic life skills. At this point they are free to choose a career, further education, try other jobs/trades, etc. They are also free of the dorm system, and may request individual or group apartments in the hive.

Families in Bee Culture

While we don't officially know much about bee culture, we know that Bianca views herself as a mother and all the bees as her children. We also know from Vi that bees don't view each other as siblings unless they are actually close and have a familial relationship.

Adult bees that develop a familial relationship with a child bee can basically request to be their guardian, if they can prove that they are capable of ensuring the child will have equal or better quality of life, and that guardianship will not interfere with their education/working.

I figure that in canon, Jaune and Vi became really close during Jaune's late teen years (jaune is probably between 4-8 years older than vi maybe). I think that Jaune likes kids and did a lot of tutoring or watching the primary age kids, maybe teaching them to fly? Anyway she and vi got close and jaune got guardianship so that she and vi would still be close even while she was attending art school etc etc

How test tube vi's upbringing differed

in this au Vi isn't allowed in the nursery, and is never a part of hexad. This is a combination of how HB needed to keep a closer eye on her due to Vi's genetics not presenting how they thought she would, Vi not knowing her strength when she was young, and that Vi physically and mentally developed much slower than other bees for the first several years of her life.

(This is because Vi "hatched" as a young bee and not a larva. It took some time for her body and brain to catch up on the early development she missed.)

Now, Vi snuck into see other kids anyway, though only once she was sure she wouldnt hurt anyone again, and only to hang out with younger kids who didn't know who she was/weren't scared of her.

So Vi was essentially home schooled by HB and Crow, leading to her poor social skills, lack of friends her age, etc.

Vi finished all of her education early, and flew through the working skills as well (since shed been lowkey babysitting the young kids for ages, and been taught how to fix all the things she broke) since she basically only had the factory to do. Vi basically qualified for adulthood around the age of 12-13.

HB gets permission for Vi to leave the hive early because of this so that Vi can become and explorer.

And finally, Vi and Jaune

So when Vi has always like exploring and discovering things, which was a problem because she was Very Very good at getting out of standard baby gates and precautions. So jaune actually encountered vi and thought she was recently pupated bee who might have gotten snuck out into the older kids area.

All sorts of shenanigans ensue until someone realizes that this is HBs experiment and not a "real bee." And Vi is removed and forbidden due to damage and injuries she caused. Juane thinks its stupid and basically gets permission to have her babysitting duty assigned to Vi.

Jaune and Vi are much closer than in canon, but tend to "fight" and tease each other more. Jaune and Vi still get into a big argument about Vi exploring, but HB manages to mediate and Vi parts on good terms (with those that like her anyway) with the hive this time.

Jaune writes letters to Vi about gossip with little drawings on them and Vi sends Jaune descriptions of the places shes been and little trinkets, like sand from the ant kingdom, a pressed plant from snakemouth den, etc.

When Vi visits Juane, Jaune show hers the paitings she's made from Vi's descriptions. They get into arguments on whether the inaccuracies are Juane's fault for being a bad artist or Vi's fault for being a bad writer and they end the day covered in paint from teasing each other and making the painting more accurate. They help each other get the paint out of their fur and Juane sends Vi off to her teammates with goodies for them all to share.

[painfully-unoriginal]

So I drew these under the assumption that diane used to be part of kitty's crew and realized after that i don't actually know if that's tru or not so uuuuuhhhh probably should've just waited for the movie to come out to start drawing shit but 👍

[luck-of-the-drawings]

EDYN TIDESTRIDER, CHALLENGER OF THE UNDERSEA, RIVAL OF THE DEEP. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOUR BROTHER WAS CHOSEN TO BE A WEAPON OF THE GODS? HOW WILL YOU UNDO WHAT THEY HAVE DONE TO HIM?

[introspectivememories]

can i be honest? i dont think tim and bear have a really grand proposal. i think it happens at their apartment that they got bc bear finally put his foot down and went "baby you're immunocompromised. you cannot live on a murderboat on the gotham river" and tim reluctantly gives in but not without finding some random apartment complex that's still near the marina so he can go down and get his ass beat at poker by pie. and so it happens late at night, when tim is in nightwing sleep shorts and bear's old band tee on and bear is in some horrendous anime sweats and no shirt because their home is the only place he's ever felt comfortable leaving his scars out. and the lamplight gives a soft hazy glow to bear's tattoos and tim reaches under the shirt to scratch and in the movement bear can see the bear tim got tattooed onto his hip and he can't help grin softly. and they're both sitting on the couch as some lame ass procedural drama goes on in the background and they're eating batburger. tim's got the nightwing special and bear has the sword robin combo. and the ringbox is burning a hole through bear's thigh and tim makes some stupid comment about how lame meredith sounds begging some guy to love her and all bear can think is how much he loves this boy. so he gets up to get some water and he positions his phone so that he can get the best video bc tim is a sucker for home video and he plops down on the sofa hard enough that tim turns around to complain except bear is holding the ringbox open with a soft "marry me?" and tim goes "what?" and bear says "baby i have loved you since you walked through the gates of our high school and i loved you when you left and i loved you when you came back. i love the way you talk to yourself and i love the way dance when i put music on. and i even love the fact that you shove your ice cold feet in my shins every night. and i don't know exactly what to say except that i want to do this everyday until you get dentures and i get a hip replacement. and i want to be horny in the old age home and-" and tim cuts him off sob-laughing and says "can i say yes now?" and bear who is also crying says "wait, let me finish love. -and i want to do this in as many lives as we get together. so all this to says, timothy jackson drake, will you marry me?" and tim launches himself bear and shouts "yes, yes, yes! a thousand times over, yes" and they're sobbing as they slip the rings on each other.

[13-nothing]

I NEED to talk about the stupid ass names that were given for the Miraculous Paris Special in English. Like ya know I can get behind Claw Noir, and Shadybug's not bad (I like Toxinelle more but that's a whole other thing) but then we have the cheesiest name for good Gabe with cussing Betterfly.

The idea of there being a hero version of Gabriel "The Idiotic Asshole" Agreste is already a living joke but then you tack on freakin Betterfly and I just- I'm sorry I can't even think about that without laughing my ass off, like it's just sooooooo dumb.

I know that the French version is Hesperia which (according to the wiki) is either a type of butterfly or could mean "to trust" but it's DEFINITELY more suitable than Betterfly.

But No Thing it sounds similar to Vesperia AND it sounds like a girl's name!!

Ya, ya, ya, I know. I'm not saying they should've gone with that but practically anything would've been better (hehe) than Betterfly.

Anyway, thanks for reading my miraculous rant and I say farewell to thee my fellow existences!

[flareboi]

what if purple never calls him dad

[gracebethartacc]

FERNHEADS ASSEMBLE ‼️

[acourtofquestions]

Rowaelin Chapter 41 Kingdom of Ash:

She'd rebuild it—what she had been.

Perhaps one last time, perhaps only for a little while, but she'd do it. If only for Terrasen.

Rowan swooped from the mast, shifting as he reached her side at the rail. He surveyed the night-black sea beyond them. "You should rest." She slid him a glance. "I'm not tired." Not a lie, not in some regards. "Want to spar?" He frowned. "Training can start tomorrow."

"Or tonight." She held his piercing stare, matched his dominance with her own.

"It can wait a few hours, Aelin."

"Every day counts." Against Erawan, even a day of training would count.

Rowan's jaw tightened. "True," he said at last. "But it can still wait. There are ... there are things we need to discuss." The silent words rose in his animal-bright eyes. About you and me.

Her mouth went dry. But Aelin nodded In silence, they strode into their spacious quarters, its only decoration the wall of windows that overlooked the churning sea behind them. A far cry from a queen's chamber, or any she might have purchased as Adarlan's assassin.

At least the bed built into the wall looked clean enough, the sheets crisp and stainless. But Aelin headed for the oak desk anchored to the floor, and leaned against it while Rowan shut the door.

In the dim lantern light, they stared at each other.

She'd endured Maeve and Cairn; she'd endured Endovier and countless other horrors and losses. She could have this conversation with him. The first step toward rebuilding herself.

Aelin knew Rowan could hear her thundering heart as the space between them went taut. She swallowed once. "Elide and Lorcan told you... told you everything that was said on that beach."

A curt nod, wariness flooding his eyes. "Everything that Maeve said." Another nod.

She braced herself. "That I'm-we're mates."

Understanding and something like relief replaced that wariness. "Yes."

"I'm your mate," she said, needing to voice it. "And you are mine."

Rowan crossed the room, but halted a few feet from the desk on which she leaned. "What of it, Aelin?" His question was low, rough.

"Don't you..." She scrubbed at her face. "You know what she did to you, to ..." She couldn't say her name. Lyria. "Because of it."

"I do know."

"And?"

"And what do you wish me to say?"

She pushed off the desk. "I wish you to tell me how you feel about it. If…"

"If what?"

"If you wish it wasn't so."

His brows narrowed. "Why would I ever wish that?"

She shook her head, unable to answer, and stared over her shoulder toward the sea.

It seemed like he would close the distance between them, but he remained where he was.

"Aelin." His voice turned hoarse. "Aelin."

She looked at him then, at the pain in his words.

"Do you know what I wish?" He exposed his palms, one tattooed, the other unmarked. "I wish that you had told me. When you realized it. I wish you had told me then."

She swallowed against the ache in her throat. "I didn't want to hurt you."

"Why would it ever hurt me to know the truth that was already in my heart? The truth I hoped for?"

"I didn't understand it. I didn't understand how it was possible. I thought maybe ... maybe you might be able to have two mates within a lifetime, but even then, I just ….." She blew out a breath. "I didn't want you to be distressed." His eyes softened. "Do I regret that Lyria was dragged into this, that the cost of Maeve's game was her life, and the life of the child we might have had? Yes. I regret that, and I wish it had never happened." He would bear the tattoo to remember it for the rest of his days. "But none of that was your fault. I will always carry some of the burden of it, always know I chose to leave her for war and glory, and that I played right into Maeve's hands."

"Maeve wanted to ensnare you to get to me, though."

"Then it is her choice, not yours."

Aelin ran a hand over the worn wood of the desk. "In those illusions she spun for me, she showed me variations on one more than all the others." The words were strained, but she forced them out. Forced herself to look at him. "She spun me one dreamscape that felt so real I could smell the wind off the Staghorns."

"What did she show you?" A breathless question.

Aelin had to swallow before she could answer. "She showed me what might have been—if there had been no Erawan, if Elena had dealt with him properly and banished him. If there had been no Lyria, none of that pain or despair you endured. She showed me Terrasen as it would have been today, with my father as king, and my childhood happy, and..." Her lips wobbled. "When I turned twenty, you came with a delegation of Fae to Terrasen, to make amends for the rift between my mother and Maeve. And you and I took one look at each other in my father's throne room, and we knew."

She didn't fight the stinging in her eyes. "I wanted to believe that was the true world. That this was the nightmare from which I'd awaken. I wanted to believe that there was a place where you and I had never known this suffering and loss, where we'd take one look at each other and know we were mates. Maeve told me she could make it so. If I gave her the keys, she'd make it all possible." She wiped at her cheek, at the tear that escaped down it. "She spun me realities where you were dead, where you'd been killed by Erawan and only in handing over the keys to her would I be able to avenge you. But those realities made me ... I stopped being useful to her when she told me you were gone. She couldn't get me to talk, to think. Yet in the ones where you and I met, where things were as they should have been ... that was when I came the closest."

His swallow was audible. "What stopped you?"

She wiped at her face again. "The male I fell in love with was you. It was you, who knew pain as I did, and who walked with me through it, back to the light. Maeve didn't understand that. That even if she could create that perfect world, it wouldn't be you with me. And I'd never trade that, trade this. Not for anything." He extended his hand. An offer and invitation.

Aelin laid hers atop his, and his callused fingers squeezed gently. "I wanted it to be you," he breathed, closing his eyes. "For months and months, even in Wendlyn, I wondered why you weren't my mate instead. It tore me up, wondering it, but I still did." He opened his eyes, and they burned like green fire. "All this time, I wanted it to be you."

She lowered her gaze, but he hooked a thumb and forefinger around her chin and lifted her face.

"I know you are tired, Fireheart. I know that the burden on your shoulders is more than anyone should endure." He took their joined hands and laid them on his heart. "But we'll face this together. Erawan, the Lock, all of it.

"We'll face it together. And when we are done, when you Settle, we will have a thousand years together. Longer."

A small sound came out of her. "Elena said the Lock requires—"

"We'll face it together," he swore again.

"And if the cost of it truly is you, then we'll pay it together. As one soul in two bodies.

Her heart strained to the point of cleaving. "Terrasen needs a king."

"I have no intention of ruling Terrasen without you. Aedion can have the job."

She scanned his face. He meant every word He brushed the hair from her face, his other hand still clasping hers to his chest, where his heart pounded a steady, unfaltering rhythm.

"Even if I had my choice of any dream-realities, any perfect illusions, I would still choose you, too."

She felt the truth of his words echo into the unbreakable thing that bound their very souls, and tilted her face up toward his. But he made no move beyond it.

She frowned. "Why aren't you kissing me?"

"I thought you might want to be asked first."

"That never stopped you before."

"This first time, I wanted to make sure you were ... ready." After Cairn and Maeve. After months of having no choices whatsoever.

She smiled despite that truth. "I'm ready to be kissed again, Prince."

He let out a dark chuckle and muttered, "Thank the gods," before he lowered his mouth to hers.

"You're my mate." Her words were a breathless rush. "And I am yours."

The world might have been burning around them for all she cared, all he cared, too.

"Together, Aelin," he promised, and she heard the rest of the words in every place their bodies joined. Together they would face this, together they would find a way.

Together we'll find a way, their mingling breaths, the crashing sea, seemed to echo.

Together.

[cringengl]

Me watching Disney's Hercules not so subtly refraining from telling you EVERYTHING that's historically inaccurate with the film

[camvrin]

spit balling 🤓

self depreciation aside I'm AWARE that I'm one of the most generous and caring people you could come across if you're not a terrible person

and I will try and be there for you even if I don't like you

so sending me death threats over something that isn't even true when I literally looked out for you is a crazy thing to do 😭

[nyxypoo]

tempting...

[thewingedwolf]

i do get why america listing cirie, felicia, jared, and meme made some people uncomfortable & raised some eyebrows, just with the history of this game. but a lot of the people who immediately got mad were people who have been accusing america of being a harasser and groomer for *checks notes* flirting with a fully grown man who flirts back, as well as saying that she exaggerated her discomfort around cameron, so it’s like, are you serious or did you see she said this admittedly awkward thing and decided it gave you the opportunity to cloak your hate in moral superiority.

[deanofsam]

just saw megalopolis and all i have to say: shia labeouf oscar when

[aahsoka]

i watched barbie and it is very silly to talk about it like its a feminist masterpiece it is truly just a comedy movie playing on nostalgia and the real world is also a parody and while it is genuinely funny its not really saying anything much lmfao.

also the ending of her having genitals now is . deeply silly.

[thegreatestheaver]

planning courses for the next semester is not for the weak

[airbenderedacted]

deathstar shippers stop going out of ur way to tell me you hate dominator being a lesbian and that you’re homophobic asf challenge (impossible, apparently)