#scary bees

[cognitiveballtorture69]

Queen bee? More like Queen pee

[bigfatbreak]

they both got bonked for being silly.

[theminecraftbee]

Joel squints up at the tiny block island, hanging high over the server. He turns around and squints at Pearl. She squints back. He's not entirely sure why she does that, and it's enough to make him pause and raise an eyebrow, but it is Pearl, so... reason might not be involved? Whatever.

"Yes, Joel?" Pearl asks.

"Was that Doc crying about the llama just now?" Joel asks.

"Yeah," Pearl says.

"Just--absolutely sobbing. Most anxious man I've ever seen. About riding a llama."

"To be fair, he hates skyblock," Pearl says.

"Right," Joel says.

He squints back up at the skyblock.

"Er, okay, so you're also sort of new, yeah? Like, only joined in season eight and all? Know it's been a few years, so new probably isn't quite the right word, but..." Joel says, trying to figure out how to phrase his question.

"Yes, I am," Pearl agrees.

Joel looks between the island, and Pearl, and Pearl's shop, and the llama, and the island, and Pearl. He takes a minute to gather his thoughts.

"So, er, why are we supposed to act afraid of him?" he asks.

"Oh, nobody knows," Pearl says wisely.

"Ah, right then. Carry on," Joel says with as much sarcasm as he can muster, then he wanders off to continue his shopping. Bloody bizarre server, this is, never met a goat this strange on a different server. Honestly.

[i-lavabean]

Raj deserved a Hades art style

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

he is just. so shaped. so so so So shaped.

[red-dye40]

silly silly silly silly

[jaewritesfic]

Everlasting Trio DP x DC Nobody Knows AU Part 9

Part 8

“Nothing? At all?”

“Nothing, Red,” Barbara's voice repeats through the speakers of the Batcomputer, sounding irritated at this point.

“But- I mean, did you try-”

“She's going to come to the cave and shove a Batarang up your ass if you ask her one more time whether she missed something, Replacement,” Jason drawls off to the side. He's reclining in a chair, feet kicked up on a weapons table.

Tim groans. “I know, I know. I'm sorry.”

He's back in the Cave, and so is pretty much everyone else. Turns out he'd caused something of a panic, and it was all hands on deck for a hot second.

When the engineer had density shifted out of his grasp and heckled him from some nebulous spot midair, it had taken only a few seconds afterwards for Tim’s comms to explode with noise.

Turns out nobody had been able to hear anything from him except a constant low static from shortly before the encounter until after it ended, and his mask camera was borked the whole time too.

Understandably, there was some alarm about that. Bruce had ordered everyone back to the cave for a full explanation and conversation on what the hell happened.

“Sit down and tell us what happened, baby bird. You're gonna wear a hole in the floor at this rate,” Dick tells him, a gentle hand on his shoulder nudging him towards a seat.

Tim groans and throws himself into it like a puppet with his strings cut.

“Well he's definitely a meta,” he grumbles. “I never actually laid eyes on him. Wouldn't have even known he was there if he hadn't gotten ghost busted.”

“Ghost busted?” Jason asks, eyebrows raised. Tim huffs out a reluctant laugh, because in retrospect that part was pretty funny.

“His fucking phone went off. All of a sudden the empty air next to me was blasting the Ghostbusters theme song and an invisible man was swearing like a sailor until it cut out.”

Stephanie blows a raspberry in the start of a laughing fit, and suddenly the whole cave is echoing with mirth. It lifts Tim's spirits a little, makes him laugh too.

He means, come on. That has to be the new record for the funniest botched stealth mission, a position previously held by Damian when a stray dog outed him because it smelled the treats he keeps in his utility belt.

The shade of red the demon brat's face was when he had to explain why the mission went sideways was fucking glorious.

“So you've confirmed that we're dealing with a male meta?”

Speaking of the brat.

“Sounded male, and he at least has invisibility and density shifting,” Tim confirms.

“Density shifting?” Bruce prompts.

“Yeah. After the phone went off I couldn't see him but I was trying to figure out where he was. Then the lockbox disappeared too - he can transfer the invisibility through touch, apparently.”

“Huh. Haven't seen that before,” Duke comments.

“Me neither. But I made an educated guess at where I thought he was and grabbed his arm. Had a damn good grip, and then he just…went through me. Like I literally felt something pass through my hand all cold and tingly and suddenly I wasn't holding anything anymore.”

Jason snorts. “Bet that was a kick in the nuts, huh.”

“Come on, Little Wing,” Dick scolds half heartedly. “Be nice.”

Jason rolls his eyes.

“You said ‘at least’,” Bruce says, brow furrowed. “You suspect he has other powers too?”

Tim purses his lips. “I can't be sure, considering I couldn't see him, but…I think he probably has flight too.”

“Flight?” Dick says, furrowing his brow. He crosses his arms and shakes his head, looking both thoughtful and troubled. “No, that's not possible.”

Tim blinks. “What? Why not?”

Dick ‘Be Nice, Little Wing’ Grayson looks him dead in the eyes and says, “Because according to all known laws of aviation-”

“You-!”

The cave is filled with laughter again, Jason throwing his head back and cackling in a way that's particularly irksome. Tim reaches over and shoves at his boots while he's tipping his chair back and sends him toppling to the floor.

Jason flails and fails to save himself, rolling back to his feet and spitting curses with a hint of green to his eyes. Tim freezes at the sight of it.

It's not that he's scared. He and Jason have come a long way, and everyone knows by now what amount of green is actually dangerous. Jason's nowhere near actually losing it right now, he's just annoyed.

What makes Tim freeze is-

“He's been exposed to the Pits.”

Everyone pauses, confused. Jason blinks at him. “Uh…yeah, fucking duh?”

“No,” Tim shakes his head. “No, not you. The Engineer.”

Suddenly there's no laughter anymore. Everyone has gone tense and alarmed.

“Tim?” Bruce prompts lowly.

“I did see part of him,” Tim murmurs lowly, realizing it himself for the first time. “When I grabbed him, there were two bright lights for a second or two before they faded. God, I should have realized- it was his eyes. Like Christmas lights, bright Lazarus green."

Masterpost

[abd-illustrates]

I might’ve spoiled the plot of Natlan | Genshin Impact THEORY

In which I read so much lore that I gained the power to see the future (maybe) This ended up being a real challenge to make - but it was also really fun! Please do lemme know what you reckon of these ideas, and whether y’all wanna see me pattern-recognition my way into several corkboards worth of theories about any other topics sometime down the line! (^^)/

(also: HAPPY NEW YEAR! 🥳🎉 Here's wishing y'all every good thing for 2024)

[thebigolbee]

Mr. House is a type of cringe fail man that really fascinates me. Unfortunately this means he may of infected my heart with his patheticness.

I also think he’s a chronic bed eater.

[low-rez-moth]

The inspiration

The art

Wasp Cup

[sarafangirlart]

Saw someone say that Kaos is the most accurate depiction of Hera bc she’s scary:

[cognitiveballtorture69]

The bees they’re in my eyes!

[earththings]

[theminecraftbee]

For the ask game, I want to ask for Guardian Gem and/or Stress! After all, they did do that farm, and Gem built her elven village by the sea...

"Oh, come on man," Etho says, voice wavering. "Mining fatigue has got to be cheating, right? Right?"

Gem can't stop the glee from leaking into her voice as she follows after him. "Oh, come on, you know I can't help it these days!" she says. "It's not my fault it's easier to catch prey when it can't move its arms."

"Prey?" says Etho.

"I mean, unless you're going to fight back this time."

"You're pointy, man!"

Gem laughs, but she can't deny that 'pointy' is probably accurate at this point. It's nearly as accurate as 'prey'. At some point, this had turned from 'she needed to collect Etho's head' to 'hey, shouldn't he be better at fighting' to 'she should show him how to fight' to 'he's a struggling player in my territory and it's my job to finish him off while he's weak' to 'he's weak, he's prey.'

She'd say that it's a struggle, controlling the elder guardian instincts. She might like to say it's a struggle. She probably should say it's a struggle. Something about holding back her new instincts to hunt down and kill and drag into the waves and all that. The urge to immobilize with her poison and her aura and her fangs and to tear apart. To trap. All of that.

She should say she doesn't like those things, but...

"Etho... Where'd you go, Etho? If you're placing blocks that's also not fair."

"Then stop giving me mining fatigue, then!" Etho says.

"Why would I do that?" Gem says, giving up the pretense that she 'doesn't control it'--they both know she does. "If I do that, you'll be able to start digging to hide, and then I'll never get to eat you!"

"Why do all the monsters want to eat me, huh?"

"You know, if you just learned to fight back well, maybe this wouldn't be a recurring problem for you," Gem lectures, and then her instincts catch sight of the hole he's dug himself into. Oh, good! He's even trapped himself to try to hide from her!

Silly Etho. Guardians can see through walls.

Her tail lashes.

And she's the rare lucky guardian that can dig through them, too!

She throws the wooden sword down. Now that they've done away with pretenses, it's not like she needs the thing. Then, she lunges.

[alien-spacecats]

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[bumblingbabooshka]

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