My patronus is a bumblebee (yes for real) could you tell me some upside to it maybe? I just feel like it's super small and yeah. Thank you ilysm!
bumblebees don’t die when they sting you (that’s just honeybees) so they’re more ferocious than they seem (sounds a lot like a hufflepuff)
they’re yellow and black UM HELLO
bumblebees don’t actually make honey but they’re still super important for pollinating plants like apples, cherries, tomatoes, cotton etc
they live in colonies of 50-500 and are all about that teamwork
there’s 3 types of bumblebee: the queen who’s the top bitch and basically just lays eggs, other females are the workers who bring food and build the nest, and the males are called drones and they’re just there to mate with the queen really. they don’t even get a sting lol
in autumn the ENTIRE COLONY DIES except the queen who hibernates and lays a bunch of eggs…..then she dies too
nice to know everyone is fully committed to going down with this ship
when it gets hot worker bees flap around by the entrance to circulate the hot air
they’ve basically invented air con WHAT
they can beat their wings 200 PER SECOND WHAT THE FUCK. even hummingbirds can’t do more than 50/second how is that possible
in native american cultures the bumblebee represents honesty, pure thinking, willingness, and drive
in 2008 they discovered a colony of bumblebees on MOUNT EVEREST 5600m above sea level. that’s the highest known altitude for any insect ever. bumblebees aren’t fucking around
fun fact: dumbledore is an old english word for bumblebee. jkr liked it because she could imagine dumbledore wandering around the castle humming to himself like a bee <3
If someone who you don’t recognise as an established creator in your fandom posts
basically any kind of fanwork
and their original post
is not clearly marked as the OP’s creation (tagged as #mine or #my gifs or something similar)
has a ton of tags on it that are completely unrelated to what’s in the actual fanwork (mentioning other characters in a show/film or a bunch of other roles the depicted actor has played) OR no tags at all
stylistically reminds you of some other blog’s work
contains multiple gifs/edits that vary in size and don’t go together well
then chances are it’s a repost.
Do not reblog it.
Reblogging reposted fanwork is basically a big fuck you to any creator in your fandom. It tells them that you don’t value the time and energy they put into making things. That you think it’s okay for someone else to profit from their work. Don’t be that person
(Two things: let it be known that I know nothing about hacking, and that this is canon divergent…but I’m a fanfic writer, so that should surprise no one. :P)
Okay, fiddle with a code here, enter a new algorithm there–whoa, seriously? Someone was trying to trace him? Really?
Louis snorted and ducked through another digital backdoor, leading the tracer astray with a false IP address. Once that was done, he continued on with his work, smirking all the while. This was way too easy at this point–either Louis had gotten way too good at what he does, or his targets just kept getting dumber and dumber. Either way, this was basically child’s play now.
There was a small tap to his arm, and Louis paused.
I have fallen so deep into this snake eyes (or devil dice idk) ship that I have written something for it! Welp, may as well let you guys read it and fyi this is THE CLOSEST i will ever get to doing full nsfw. Anyway, on with the show!
Mugman and cuphead knew that the casino was big but not this big! They had been searching for the devil’s battle room for a while now and every room they had checked along the ever expanding hallway, had either held poker tables or slot machines.
“Aw c'mon cuphead! My legs are gonna fall off if we keep goin’ up stairs and down hallways! Cant we take a break?” mugman whined as they closed yet another door. Cuphead shook his head.
“No can do brother! We gotta find that dastardly demon and sock ‘em in the kisser fer makin’ us do his dirty work! Maybe it’s this room?”
Cuphead was about to open another door when they heard a scream. It came from the very end of the hallway.
“Someone’s in trouble brother! We gotta help 'em!” mugman exclaimed.
“Or there’s a swingin’ party and we aint invited! Let’s crash it!” cuphead said as he ran down the hallway.
“Hey! Wait up!” mugman said following the other.
After running for what felt like an hour the two brothers skidded to a stop.
“Now which one of these doors is it?” cuphead said. Mugman tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the door with flaming torches on either side and a sign that said,’ Devil’s Domain’.
“That might be it.” he said and cuphead nodded. Mugman went to push on the door but there was that scream again but this time it was followed by a….moan? The toon put the side of his cup to the door to listen and his eyes widened.
“Ah..ah…ung…ah l-luci…(smack!) Ah!”
“That’s boss in this room dice head.”
“Mph! Yes…ah b-boss. Yes..oh..do that again.”
“(Chuckle) What? This?”
A loud smack was heard and mugman’s porcelain face turned red.
“AH! Yes..please boss…again!”
“Quiet! You dont give the orders, I do.”
Mugman couldnt take it. He fell over onto the floor, steam coming out of his cup and his face red. Cuphead leaned over him and raised an eyebrow.
Warnings: This is shit, please don’t read. I liked Good Boy better. Semi-violent, dubious consent(??), glove kink. Fucking on top of dead peoples ashes? While grandpa vader watches? Orgasm delay/denial. Other stuff..
Word Count: A lot. 2.7K
A/N: Ok um shit i…. This is a thing i did, idk if anyone’s done this yet.. Why does this shit turn me on??? Why couldn’t I be normal? I’d like to apologize to jesus and my dad. Also, the fucking tub of ashes is in his Vader room bc that makes more sense than a random cell.
Noctis: It was funny at first, but it’s getting out of hand, Gladio. You should probably stop walking around shirtless. Gladio: Why? I’m fresh and comfy like this. Prompto: I mean, not that I agree with Noct, but…it’s Altissia and people stare. Gladio: There’s no shirt that’s worthy of my body. Noctis: There’s none you like? Gladio: None that looks greater on me than my body does on its own. Ignis: … Ignis: You know what do would look great on you, though? Noctis: Ignis, no. Ignis: Me. Gladio: Ignis yes.
I looooove being an experienced barista with many years in at the same company. It always makes those certain customers who think they know my job better than I do a joke to me. Like yes ma'am please tell me again how you think a caramel macchiato is made, it's not like I've made 500 of them a day five days a week for five years. How long have you worked here again? Oh yeah that's right, you don't! gtfo and have nice day!
That’s why I love working new stores. I always have the longest lines and people telling me how this discount works and I have to give them so much off etc. I just straight up ignore them until they make that “hey you’re new here and I’ve been shopping here for x amount of years” speech and I get to tell them “no ma’am I’ve been here 28 years and what you’re saying is not nor ever been policy. Would you like to pay now or shall I void this off?” That hets most to shut up. Others try to test me to see if I’ve really been here that long. You would think the 20yr pin on my name tag would be an indicator but most people don’t even pay attention.
mommmmmmm viserion has gotten weird since he lost his wings and legs we cant take it anymore
hes all over my face mom tell him to stop
viserion your brothers dont enjoy being used as couches or headrests it is impolite and unbecoming for the a son of the unburnt queen of the andals, the rhoynar and the first men, queen of meereen, lady of dragonstone, khaleesi of–
*pppffffft* mother yes we know please stop
mom hes doing it again tell him to stop
no im cute i can do as i please behold my glorious face u mortals
boys ur being dramatic
mom ur not even looking mom hes literally lying on our heads mom tell him to stop
Your lips curved into a smile as you rolled over and wrapped your arms around Finn and laid your head on Finn’s chest. It was his first night home after spending two weeks in Ireland with his family. You swung your leg over one of Finn’s, so that your leg was tangled with Finn.
You heard Finn let out a soft groan and your eyebrows knit together.
“What’s wrong?” You asked softly.
“Why do you tangle your legs with mine? It hurts my junk.” He said before he reached down to adjust himself.
“Because I like being able to cuddle you.” You said. “Stop being such a weenie.”
“A weenie?” Finn asked as he looked down at you.
“Yeah. You’re a weenie.” You said as you playfully poked at his bare chest.
Before you knew what was happening Finn had flipped over and was straddling your waist. He reached down and his fingers danced along your side, tickling you.
“Finn!” You screeched as you squirmed underneath him. “Stop!”
“Did you or did you not just call me a weenie?” He asked as he continued his assault with you.
“Yes! I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!” You said.
“Yes! Stop! Just please stop!” You said in between your giggles.
Finn’s lips curved into a smile as his hands moved from your sides to either side of your head.
“Say yer sorry.” He said.
Your lips curved into a smile and you shook your head.
“Say yer sorry, baby.” He repeated. “Or no sex”
“Finn that’s not fair!” You said as you looked up at him.
He reached out and brushed the stray hairs out of your face as he looked down into your eyes.
“I don’t play fair, baby.” He smirked before pressing another kiss to your lips.
“My daughter is going through her Harry Styles phase, right? First, she insisted for tickets which I got it for her anyway. Second, his album has been on repeat every passing second since release. Third, is there anything else I should worry about? Any warnings about this Styles guy?” Cassandra questioned, arms firmly crossing over her chest before raising a brow at the other.
I'm in a musical for the first time in 10 years, and it's my 3rd year living with my chronic health shit. So this past Monday on the last week of rehearsals I was launched from my wheelchair and fractured my rib. Tonight was opening night and it was fun and wonderful and amazing and now my ice pack and pain meds are my bffs, but I did it and I'm going to do it again tomorrow!!
Yes fam! I am so pleased for you! Not about the fractured rib obviously but that is so good you are able to get back out there and do the thing you love. Fucking high-five :D