#and a sleepy bee

[wordy-little-witch]

Had a sudden moment of CLARITY and anyway Russian Buggy

Buggy who's multilingual and whose cultural development is EXPANSIVE but who also clings to his roots a bit.

Buggy who, upon losing EVERYTHING after Roger's execution, drifted for a while, and then decided to return to his homeland - to know where he came from, to find where he will go.

He finds home and community and he learns. He learns so much and his access to the language comes as easily as breathing to him - something both surprising and not, given his proclivities with learning. He takes to it like a fish to water, and he carries that home, that place, that history, on with him even still to this day.

Just. Idk, I feel like his voice and cadence would sound LOVELY in Russian and I feel like he'd actually THRIVE with that and yes I was watching a Chernobyl documentary but LEAVE ME ALOJE LET ME COOK-

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[summerwages]

hang in there..

[artemismoorea03]

DPxDC Prompt: Green Lights

(This might go from a prompt to another oneshot thing but we'll see how it goes)

Bruce has no idea about Danny's powers when he gets the call about his cousins in Amity Park. Jack Fenton, Maddie Fenton, Jazz Fenton, a couple of High Schoolers, and a high school teacher were killed. All that's left is his 14 year old cousins and while it's a long shot given how many other kids he already has they're reaching out on the off chance that he wants the kid.

If he doesn't the Mayor of Amity Park has offered to adopt him, but from what he can hear over the phone, the kid isn't happy with this.

"No! You can't send me with Masters! I can't go to Masters! Please, y-you can't!"

Bruce didn't hesitate. "I'll take him in, it'll be no problem what so ever."

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When he meets Danny he learns he's 15, the age Jason was when he died and close in age to the rest of his kids but he hardly looks 14. He's thin, scared, and scarred. Danny seems hesitant to talk to any of the kids and the kids are torn. Damian is pissed to say the least.

No matter how badly Damian treats him or acts towards him Danny doesn't react. When somebody apologizes for Damian's actions Danny just gives the quiet reply of; "Believe me when I say nothing Damian does is anything compared to what I would have experienced if other interested parties had gotten their hands on me."

This raises flags.

One of many.

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Danny has scars. They learn this when Danny pulls off one of his hoodies and his shirt pulls up to show the amount of scars. He's got more scars than most of them - if not all of them. Burns, cuts, electrocution scars and countless others. When they ask Danny about them he just shoves back on his hoodie as fast as possible and runs to his room.

He doesn't come out until the next day and even then he's distant.

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Every room Danny enters gets cold - they blame this on the tension in the air given Danny is the only one who doesn't know their secret.

Danny's teeth are weirdly shop - they blame this on bad dentists.

Danny has scars - given what Bruce heard about 'Vlad Masters' over the phone he fears it was abuse from either Masters or Danny's parents (in a way, he's not wrong).

Danny has nightmares - they blame it on the accident that took his family and friends (they're not fully wrong)

But then people in the family notice that Danny's eyes glow in the dark. It's not the fact that they're glowing that bothers them, it's the fact that they're glowing Lazarus Pit's Green.

[poke-me-with-a-stick]

More DpxDc sleepy rambles!

What if blob ghost were more like bees than bottom feeders?

Like, they go around collecting small amounts of ectoplasm from everywhere, even environments that don't have a lot to give, and take it back to a 'hive' to stockpile. Only, because they are ghosts and not actually bees, they usually gather more than they need to survive. This would make them a lifeline for any ghost that stays in the material plane. If they're stuck in a place devoid of ambient ecto, they just have to find a blob ghost and follow them back to their hive!

But what happens when the ambient ecto is contaminated, like a bee collecting sugar from a non-natural source? You get contaminated honey(ecto), which can't sustain a ghost long term. Wether the blobs fade due to lack of proper nutrition, or they leave to make a new hive in a less toxic environment, they end up leaving the contaminated ecto behind. These abandoned hives are Lazarus pits.

(Sorry if this makes 0 sense, I'm super tired and my head hurts. But I needed to talk about the bee blobs)

[mamaalice95]

Sleepy bee

[noneedforjoy]

No Need for Joy Refs and Bios!!

This is where all references will be placed! It will be edited as we keep going on and some characters will be edited, changed or altered.

Everything will be under the cut, including at credits.

Dogday, Catnap, Bubba, Kickin, Bobby, Crafty, Hoppy, Picky, Poppy, Kissy, Huggy, Mommy, Auntie, Foxtrot, Angel, PJ, Catbee, Bonzo, Baby, Daddy, and All Miss Delights by @megarobonerd

Sleepy, Wolfy, Cat, and Boxy by @valiant-of-the-stars

[usefulquotes7]

"Am I being lazy? Or is this burnout? Tip: if you were being lazy, you'd be enjoying yourself."

[emomomortal]

have a cute doodle because i haven't ddrawn them in like a week [I'M SO SORRY]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH !!! i drew another thing but that'll be posted. TOMORROW. heh.

[adelphenium]

hiii I love your art style so much, it's so vibrant and full of character I love seeing your take on all these hockeys <3 if you ever have the time and the interest, could you draw morgan frost and/or joel farabee from the flyers?? my beloved silly guys

frosty!! i love stylizing these silly guys, tysm :D🩷

(+i've got a matching beezer lined up as well!)

[i-lavabean]

There will be time to figure out what happened later after you finally rest

[greghatecrimes]

The fact that there's essentially two completely separate levels of character interactions in Last Resort drives me insane. House and Thirteen have an entire silent conversation going on during the last half of the episode with Thirteen looking to House each time she takes more medication and begging, "Save me. I'm falling. Please catch me."

And House responds to that with, "I'm here on the sidelines but the only one who can fully save you is you. I know you can do it and you know you want to."

[esoterictboy]

Not me wanting you to do disgusting things to me and mock me about being so fucking horny about them 😖

Tell me what turned you on. You couldn’t even think of one specific scenario could you, were you just so horny imagining it you had to send this ? Unless you had something in mind ? was it too embarrassing to say in front of everyone, or does it get you hot to have me show off how horny you are for it ? Which is it ?

[krazykatt111]

Bunch of babies sleeping in a flower

If I recall right, they are (from left to right) :

Valley carpenter bee (male), blue carpenter bee, eastern yellowjacket, southern carpenter bee and a carolina paper wasp. Fine backed or rough backed wasn't distinguished in my mind so the wasp here could be either

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Sleepy Angel Kisses

Rated: G

Relationship: Castiel/Dean Winchester (destiel)

Characters: casual, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester

A/N : Inspired by @destielshipper4cas ‘s Sleepy Angel Kisses. You’ve got check out their work. It’s wonderful and many are just funny and cute! ❤️❤️❤️ Yes, I did name this the same title on purpose. Enjoy!

“I am beaaaaaahhhht”, yawned Dean. Walking down the stairs, heavily.

Sam hummed in agreement behind him.

Castiel followed along silently.

Thankfully, the bunker had been put ready for bed, sort of, before they left so it was perfect for them to go to bed. Dean paused in the kitchen and stretched his arms above his head revealing his little bit of pudge he isn’t fond of but never says it. Castiel’s eyes lingered on Dean’s revealed skin, slowing half a step as he continued.

“Night”, Sam yawned walking out of the kitchen into the hallway.

“Good night, Sam”, called Castiel. He turned looking at his sleepy, drooping-eyed hunter. “Let’s get you to bed, Dean.”

He hummed in agreement and followed the angel to his room.

Castiel walked into Dean’s room and took off his trench coat and suit jacket. He hadn’t officially moved into Dean’s room with the relationship being so new; Castiel maintained his room in the bunker until Dean was ready for that step and he was happy to wait.

Dean walked in and toed off his boots, putting them next to his desk. He took off his flannel, throwing it in the hamper. He unbuckled his belt and stopped. Boy, he was tired and did not want to do this.

Castiel slowly came up behind his tired hunter and wrapped his hands around the man’s waist, slowly pulling his belt out before unbuttoning his jeans followed by the zipper.

Dean turned his head, giving Cas a sleepy smile. “Thanks, man.”

Castiel smiled back. “Of course, Dean.”

Dean wiggled his hips and Castiel gently lowered the jeans allowing them to fall to the floor. The human yawned into his elbow as the angel gently pushed and guided him to sit on the bed with the comforter drawn back.

“You don’t have to do that, Angel.”

Castiel knelt, keeping his eyes on Dean’s sock-clad feet, explaining, “I want to. Up”

Dean lifted one foot for Cas to remove the sock and then the other. He stood up and threw them in Dean’s hamper.

When Castiel turned back around, he found Dean in bed with the comforter pulled up to his chest. He smiled adoringly at the man. As the angel reached to turn off the light, he heard Dean ask, “Stay?”

Castiel looked at the Righteous Man in this vulnerable state with a small smile that only Dean would see. His green eyes were barely seen looking at his love. “Stay, Cas.”

“Of course, Dean.” Cas turned off the light and walked around to the other side of the bed to sit. He slipped off his shoes, took off his socks, and stood to unbutton his slacks. He could hear Dean begin to lightly snore. He continued to undress by unzipping them next and allowed the slacks to fall to the floor, revealing black boxer briefs that Dean had bought him wanting him saying they made his “junk look sexy”. He unbuttoned his shirt and laid it on the corner of the bed before standing back up, pulling the comforter aside, and sliding in, keeping a few inches away from Dean. He was unsure how Dean wished him to be until he felt Dean shift and reach out for his arm, pulling him toward his beloved.

Dean sleepily whined, eyes remaining closed in the dark, until their legs were entangled and Dean had his head resting on Cas’ shoulder with an arm wrapped around the angel’s undershirt-clad chest. Castiel placed an arm around Dean’s abdomen and another behind Dean’s head, holding his shoulder. Dean nuzzled into the blue-eyed man’s shoulder like a cat and bodily relaxed. A few minutes later, Dean was lightly snoring again.

Castiel, overwhelmed with love and adoration for his human, planted a gentle kiss into Dean’s hair. Dean quietly hummed in approval. The Angel planted another kiss into Dean’s hair.

Dean shifted and faced up towards his love, eyes remained closed. Castiel placed a chaste kiss on Dean’s soft, plush lips. He heard Dean sigh happily behind closed lips and a small smile. Castiel enjoyed this reaction and decided to do it again, leading to the same results from Dean.

Cas grinned, loving how affectionate Dean was right now. He wished his human would be like this when he was funny awake and comfortable being vulnerable like this. He heard Dean whine with a frown and he chuckled at this, gladly placing another chaste kiss on Dean’s lips. This was followed by another happy sigh from his sleepy hunter.

“Sleep, Dean”, Cas whispered.

Dean grunted disapprovingly. “Ano’d’r”, he mumbled.

“Another kiss?” Castiel asked to clarify.

Dean quietly hummed in agreement.

Castiel placed another gentle kiss on Dean’s pink, plush lips. The Angel kept his lips against Dean’s, turning his head slightly and pulling back only to open his lips suckling in Dean’s bottom lip gingerly. Dean quietly moaned behind closed lips and held tighter to his Angel.

Cas smiled against his lips and continued to quietly, slowly kiss the human who had his heart. Dean responded slowly and gently but with each one Castiel could feel Dean’s love for him. The man would hum his enjoyment and periodically rub his hand up and down Cas’ side.

This was very different and new for the angel. Dean had never wanted to make out like this- slow, gentle, pure affection that didn’t lead to sexual relations. Castiel enjoyed this a great deal and made a note to tell Dean in the morning.

Dean shifted and rubbed his nose against Cas’ and planted a chaste kiss on his angel’s lips. He hummed approvingly and moved back to Cas’ shoulder only to start snoring again seconds later.

Castiel gave a sleeping Dean a wide, gummy smile and planted another kiss into his hunter’s dirty blonde hair before relaxing as he held his love.

Did you enjoy this? Please leave a comment or reblog and let me know. I would love to hear from you!💙💚❤️

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[dailyblorboposting]

so basically I edited the brightbat cow pins to look like the dsmp characters I care about because Churro always reminded me of ctubbo

also billzo is there because there's a skeleton cow

original pins can be found at brightbatdesign.com but also below the cut (as well as higher quality versions of the edited cows) (except billzo because tumblr mobile image limit)