#katie bug

[onenicebugperday]

Happy birthday to Katie the tailless whipscorpion! (Order Amblypygi)

Posted to r/awwnverts by roguellama_420 on 10/11/23

Shared with permission - do not re-post!

[trulyhblue]

INAPPROPRIATE

leah williamson x arsenal! reader

warnings — tiny angst, annoyed! Leah, Emma Hayes, Chelsea, sorta fluff, coarse language, mention of injury scare.

A/N — in light of Lee’s birthday!!!! short one today, sorry! Thought I would add some spice to this. Emma Hayes needs to realize that pretty much all of woso have dated each other, including her own players lol. there is a mention of Bug, which is a character in one of my stories. Just for context, that is Caitlin Foord’s daughter.

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After hearing Emma Hayes yap on about her opinion on footballers' relationships, you found yourself subjected to a pretty pissed-off Leah Williamson.

Today was the London derby, a long-awaited revenge for Chelsea, it seemed, as the Arsenal bus arrived outside the stadium. Seas of blue and red treaded the stands — you caught sight of a couple of jerseys with your number plastered on the back. Leah was holding your waist as you wandered through the mob of fans reaching for autographs and pictures, a cold facade planted across her face.

Leah was always solemn before games. She was a serious contender, North London bred, with a serious competitive nature that no one could break down.

When you moved to Arsenal from your childhood club, you instantly caught onto Leah’s prominent soberness. Every player knew that if they didn't show up for a game and give it their all, their position would falter. It wasn't like any player with a job as a professional ever thought to underperform, but Leah was an exemption from sincerity. You couldn't joke with her the same way you could during team bonding. You would be stupid to slack off during training or talk to an exaggerated extent when Leah was running beside you. The Lioness Captain copped none of it, and there was no exception for you, her girlfriend.

The woman had woken up with an eminent frown playing on her lips. This was arguably the most important game of the WSL season, and with Leah starting after a long time away, there was a newfound angst set in your shared apartment.

Not only that — the stress Leah had put on herself to perform exceptionally — but the media spotlight Chelsea’s Emma Hayes has put on herself after a certain interview regarding coach-player, and player-player relationships.

From your viewpoint, it didn't really affect you. Everyone had their own opinions based on who dated whom. There was no stopping someone for sharing what they thought, so you simply shook it off as soon as you watched the clip. You did feel bad for the select few of the Blue’s team that were dating players. To not have the personal backing of your coach wouldn't be the most relieving sensation. You knew that the fans were in upheaval regarding her comments, but to be honest, there was nothing anyone could do to stop her.

But, it seemed that Leah did not share the same insight as you.

“She can't just go ‘round saying that.” She barked, hiding the Emirates logo as she crossed her arms in disapproval. “It's barmy, that's what it is.”

You were side by side in the change rooms. Leah was already in her kit, the Chelsea socks sticking out like a sore thumb. You were tugging up your shorts, your shirt yet to cover your sports bra. You sighed, having been hearing Leah go on for the best part of the morning.

“You shouldn't let it worry you, Lee.” You muttered, sorting through your bag, ignoring your girlfriend’s huff. “I don't think she meant any harm—”

“Well she did, didn't she?” She retorted.

You pulled your jersey off the hanger, slipping it on. “Leah, c’mon.”

“Why does she feel the need to talk about us, huh? She should be more worried about the amount of injuries on her team, not about what they do in their free time.”

“Leah, that's enough.” You snapped, your hands planted firmly on your hips. The blonde in front of you looked subtly started by your sudden change of demeanour. “Don't worry about it. It's not worth your time.”

You were currently faced with the nerves of the game, on top of other things like international duties, and the Olympics. To have Leah in this mood, in such a critical time like this, was not only overwhelming but downright anxiety-inducing.

Leah didn't answer you. Instead, she tied her laces and crossed the room, exiting into the tunnel for kick-off. This gave you a few minutes to breathe, to centre yourself. You weren't starting, but your nerves were rising by the time you took your seat next to Alessia.

As soon as the game started, it was clear that Chelsea had it covered. Alessia joked that it was the socks, but you could see by the look on Lee’s face that she was fuming from something other than the odd black that covered her shin pads. You warmed up along the sideline, carrying Caitlin’s bug by your side when you saw her growing restless near Frida.

Unlike the rest of your teammates, you bit their nails at the painful game in front of them, you tried to hone your focus on keeping Bug’s hood down, making her giggle instead of wince at the tackles Caitlin was receiving.

You had been benched for the past few games, your hamstring giving you grief over training. But you were anticipating Jonas to call you over. You waited for the flick of his hand, wanting to make things right on the pitch.

The second-half whistle couldn't have come slower. The starting eleven were frustrated, angry, and quiet when entering the changing rooms, an eerie aura lingering inside. You held onto Bug all the way until Caitlin took over, trudging over to Viv, who happily took the girl up to the stands to watch. Jonas had told you and Emily that you’d be put on, so you were preparing yourself for what was to come.

You tried not to interact with Leah. It was an unspoken rule that unless it was personal, it was not to be said directly, especially when you were losing. But the blonde was leaning nearer to you the closer you were meant to be out on the pitch once more. She made the effort to tug at the hem of your shorts, and hold both your shoulders as she stood behind you, listening to the plan for the rest of the game. You pushed your back into her chest, letting her hug you from behind. She squeezed affectionately, and you noticed the subtle unravelling of her tense shoulders. Her features smoothed when she found out you were replacing Victoria in the midfield, and she made sure to hold your hand as you walked back into the stadium.

“You're doing great, Lee.” You managed to say, hoping that your substitution would be before the sixtieth minute. “Just be careful near the wing. It's very congested and you should wait for the midfield to sort it, alright?”

Leah cared deeply about her career and strived for greatness in all that she did. There was nothing that she couldn't achieve without perfection in her eyes. Many people said that you would bring her down to Earth, and remind her that mistakes are human. But there was only so much you could do, and you found that simply telling the girl that she was making the right decisions, treating her softly, was a tactic no game plan could ever beat.

You were about to find your way down the sidelines, getting ready to finish your warm-up before you were subbed on. Both teams had started filing out of their respected halftime seminars, Chelsea looking as confident as ever. Arsenal were sauntering out with much determination, the spite and inherent desire for justice spewing from the gunner’s crowd. Leah and you were near the entrance of the tunnel, standing on the edge of the field in what seemed like your own personal bubble.

Jonas had taken a seat near the rest of the officials, but Chelsea’s Emma Hayes was standing not far from where the two of you stood, skimming her surroundings vaguely without giving too much away. You could feel the irritation radiating off Leah as soon as the woman was in your sight. You both knew the coach was trying to look at you, without it being bitterly obvious, but it seemed to make the tension rise all the more. Your girlfriend found solace in kissing your forehead, running her hands down your sides painstakingly slow. You felt your cheeks go red, the blush filming over your face when Hayes’ eyes darted away.

“Leah.” You warned her wandering hands, squirming in the taller girl’s potent grip around your hips.

You pulled taunt against her, sighing when she loosened. She ignored your scolding look. A smirk was aligned on her lips, threatening to spill the cocky remarks relieving her lips. You watched her run over to the rest of the team, a meek smile matching hers.

God, you couldn't wait to go home.

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A/N — again, sorry it's really short but I wanted to put something out xxxxxx

[sofiarostova]

MUNA performing number one fan at coachella 2023

[portablenetworkgraphic]

some day some giant race of humanoids will come down and pluck all of us off the face of the earth and bring us to Big Slenderman, who is basically slenderman but big

[vampyrebug-art]

katy the sugarbug 🐞

[inbarfink]

[androidcharles]

Well after A BILLION YEARS (and a day late) I managed to finally finish the Valentine's wishlist requests that I accumulated in my inbox. As I stated, I ended up canceling it do to not only lack of participation, but lack of interest as it seems 😔. So w/o further ado, here's the pictures I managed to cobble together. LMK if you want a watermarkless version so I can DM them to you.

for @itz-candikin, who requested her version of Reg and Right cuddling Lexi after a long day!

For @flamingredanon, who requested SirRave or any one of their fave ships

for @yours-the-author, who requested something with either Curtisson (pictured here), PanPrice, Stickvin, Copperright, or Polythreat.

And finally, for @jaytoons7, who requested either their main Toppat OC trio or just their Triple Threat!

Again, I'm sorry it had to come to this, once again, I blame the timing, my depressive state (which is unfortunately why these are a day late -_-) and of course, the mountain of rules I included in the initial post. I'll do better next time.

[akysi]

Finally, some more art! This time it’s a complete redesign for Aranea; a new concept, personality, story role, colour scheme, the works! She was originally a minor character, and while that’s still somewhat true here, I’ve specifically tied her role to the main plot via her new concept, and the reason she’s nicknamed “The Star Weaver”. Using her magic needle, she’s able to “weave” remnants of dead constellations and create glass portraits of them, which are then placed in the astral mausoleum to preserve their memory. Conceptually speaking, I wanted to combine the idea of lines connecting stars in a constellation, the connecting lines in a spider’s web, and the lines between pieces of stained glass to create Aranea’s core idea here.

The constellation for Aranea is based on the yellow sac spider, labelled as the “long-legged spider” by its original mapper, though I’ve incorporated a bit of orb weavers to match the theming too. I did leave a few hints at her previous peacock spider inspiration, primarily in her glasses and head stripes. Her glasses are meant to be like large, dark voids that conceal her expression, you never quite know what she’s thinking. This matches with her overall aloof and quiet personality, usually only speaking when absolutely necessary.

The first two months of the year are always odd ones for me, usually a lot of aimless sketching and WIPs until something gets finished (outside of commission work, of course), but I really like how this came out! It took the usual amount of workshopping and I’ve had it as a WIP for a while, but luckily it didn’t fight me as much as I thought it might.

[youremarvelous]

it is wild to sit back and think...adrien's mental abuse has made him a people pleaser, someone who puts others' needs before his own, someone whose entire worth is wrapped up in his ability to mold his existence into whatever will make the people around him happy, even at the expense of his own happiness and wellbeing.

and marinette actively benefits from that behavior by having a partner she can push around and a love interest she can stalk without fear of retaliation. a dynamic that the writing should scrutinize, but instead chooses to justify through retconned trauma and making chat noir all but useless in battle.

and then they expect the audience to root for them as a couple....hoo boy.

[karawek]

Katy the Sugarbug!

[goldkirk]

I DON'T HAVE TO LIE ANYMORE!

[caramellcast]

Katy!!!

[pcktknife]

All of these r from Bulbapedia, so u can see what the pages say if u want more details.

I'll start with: even tho flint is famous for being in a region with like, 3 fire type lines in the dex, he is imo not the worst divergence from from his Elite 4 Type. I'd argue that crown goes to Agatha and Lance: Agatha has one common type among her pokemon in most gen 1, being the only elite 4 member where that's the case. It's not their ghost. It's poison. Lance mostly has flying types. And also, in every game except BW2, he has a pokemon that knows hyperbeam, and I'm very game except BW2, Stadium, and HGSS, ALL OF HIS POKEMON KNOW HYPERBEAM. And in let's go, he has Seadra on his team, cause Kingdra isn't available, but still that's neat! However this means he has 1 (one) actual dragon type on his team.

Lucius (Sinnoh) is kinda just Will (Johto) 2. They're both psychic trainers, and the only ones in their respective Elite 4's to fully stay On Type. Plus the design similarities.

Speaking of Will, according to Bulbapedia: "There is data in Pokémon Crystal for the gender of every Trainer class in the game, with the exception of Eusine. This is used to select which dialogue pool to sample from when randomly choosing the opponent's dialogue. Interestingly, Will is one of two male characters to be identified as female in this array. The other is Bugsy."

I have been trying to find anything about this (there is no citation or clear info on how this worked) but I have trouble thinking it was faked bc sure, Bugsy, notably androgynous okay. But Will????? Just Some Guy??? (Though there is a... Theory? Idk how widespread. That Lorelei like. Transitioned into Will. Bc of their similarities. Which sure. Why not)

Also shout out genderless icon Eucine I guess.

also not elite 4 but there's no flying type TMs in gen 2 so Falkner has to give you mud-slap. He also has the Lowest Level Gym Pokemon Of Any Gym Leader Period. This poor man.

finally: in Alder's trivia, it says "According to "Pokémon Dream" magazine, Alder was originally going to have a more "Christ-like" design.[citation needed]"

A CITATION IS VERY NEEDED, I THINK

the elite 4 (+ unova gym leader) trivia for everyone elses perusal ^^

[heraldofcrow]

Fun doodle of (human) Rom!

[peachypede]

Bug girlfriends!!!!

I've mentioned a couple times that Katy and Pecha dated in high school and I've finally gotten around to drawing a student Katy design. i've also touched up Pecha's design too. I wanted her to have a cuter backpack and made the sweater an indigo instead of almost black.

Katy met Pecha when Pecha first started at Naranja-Uva when they were both 14. Pecha was an insane trainer and Katy wanted to battle her, and from there they went from rivals to friends to eventual girlfriends (after a very long crushing zone for like two years)

[writinginthesecrettrees]

Sammy gets songs stuck in his head. The only problem is these songs don’t exist.

Years pass, and suddenly that one song he wouldn’t stop singing, annoying the crap out of Dean and Dad in his 11-year-old soprano, is everywhere on the radio.