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blingusdlingus · 8 months
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Knuckles and blaze ated a bee... owch !
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bidotorg · 1 month
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Gilllian Anderson (#Bi2) gave us half of our favorite duo from the 90s. We waited for a kiss for 6 seasons and a movie, all for it to be interrupted by a bee...The entire time they were exuding pure #BiWifeEnergy! https://bi.org/en/famous/gillian-anderson
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waterme-stories · 2 months
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Hope Is A Thing With Feathers, day 9
Twenty-eight times Nathan Summers had to watch Wade Wilson die (and the one time he made sure it would never happen again).
A drabble collection for @febuwhump 2024
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Nathan Summers/Wade Wilson, Mature, whump, graphic depictions of canon-typical violence, Wade dies a lot (no like a lot), depiction of triggered PTSD
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day 9: bees
It should have been funny.
C’mon, stung to death by a swarm of bees? True idiot-clown shit.
The reality is grotesque. The thing cradled in Nate’s arms is no longer Wade. It’s the swollen caricature of just one more person he failed to protect. 
Someday Wade will joke about this over shitty beers in seedy bars. With each retelling, the story will gain more extravagance, more panache.
With each retelling, Nate will excuse himself. He’ll grip the sink, rest his forehead against the cold mirror and swallow back vomit. And one room over, Wade will laugh and laugh and laugh.
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⇒⇒⇒ Start at Chapter 1 ⇐⇐⇐
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← Day 8 || Day 10 →
#hope is a thing with feathers fic // read on Ao3
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rrain-writes · 2 months
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Rain's LU Febuwhump: Day 9
Bees: Wind
Warnings: Bee stings, self-hatred
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Wind was bored. Wild and Hyrule had run off without him, Four and Time were busy, Twilight had disappeared, Sky and Warriors were resting after their injuries in the most recent monster fight, and Legend was snapping at anyone who tried to talk to him.
So Wind decided to go for a walk.
The youngest Link trampled through the forest, swinging his sword and singing sea shanties obnoxiously. If some dumb monsters heard him, at least they’d give him something to do.
“What will we do with a drunken sailor, what will we do with a drunken sailor.” 
He his voice hit high and low notes, like he was trying to win an award for the worst musical performance.
“What will we do with a drunken sailor, early in the morning!”
Wind wasn’t sure how far away camp was now, but he didn’t really feel like going back yet.
“Way hay and up she rises, way hay and up she rises, way hay and up she rises- ooh.”
The boy stopped and looked up the tree. Hanging off one of the branches was a strange kind circular thing, and lots of bugs buzzed around it.
Curious, Wind picked up a small rock and aimed high. He hit the thing straight in the middle and cheered.
Wind quieted down. The buzzing was louder. He yelped as the bugs surrounded him, sounding angry.
One flew down and landed on his arm, the spot stinging. Wind flicked it off and inspected the sting. He was distracted by a similar feeling on his another arm.
The bugs began to attack.
Wind yelled out as he ran, calling for help from the weird little creatures. They continued to sting him, his arms legs and face, until he finally seemed to have run far enough away from their nest thing.
Once Wind was sure they had stopped pursuing him, he looked down at his arms and legs and the sting began to kick in.
“Ow, ow, ow.” He whimpered. Most of the bugs had left little pricks in his arms and legs, so he began to painstakingly pull them out. 
There wasn’t very many, maybe ten or so, but they still hurt. Wind suddenly thought to look around, and he realised he didn’t know where he was.
“Well shit.” The boy voiced out loud. He’d also managed to loose his sword, so the other heroes wouldn’t be very happy with him.
Still out of breath from running, the sailor decided to rest for a moment before going to look for his brothers. Unfortunately when he went to get up, he was struck by a sudden wave of nausea that made him sink right back down.
Wind groaned. The bugs must of been venomous. Or poisonous. He couldn’t really remember the difference. All that mattered was he was sore, his head hurt, he felt ready to be sick, and he didn’t know where the others were.
Wind mentally scolded himself. No wonder the others thought of him as a burden. To them he was a kid who got lost and injured all the time. His Gran would call him an albatross, slowing them all down.
Wind hated those damn bugs.
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spacedoutsheepy · 6 months
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I get stung by a lot of insects in my job, and it's fun how they're all different.
Yellowjackets are the most recent one I've gotten, and they're sharp. It feels very much like a nettle when you first get stuck, just a little Zap. But the tingling, prickling pain lingers for the next hour, coming in waves. It feels like getting tazed by a second grader who finds it so hilarious that he has to pause for giggles.
Fire ants feel spicy, but insistent, a surprising burning prick that turns to a hot itchiness quickly. Like getting slapped by a circus clown whose trying just a little TOO hard.
Wasps feel burning and scornful. Painful, but impersonal. Less acute on the initial sting, but with some real weight behind it. Like James Earl Jones putting our a cigar on your shoulder blade.
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My friend got stung by a bee and I am incapable of empathy
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aezelasensory · 9 months
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Bumblebee Stimboard 🐝🍯💛
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random-fandom-whump · 2 years
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The Flash S01E18 ↳ RFW's Favorite Flash Whump Moments (✚)
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fruitgoat · 8 months
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Oh Motherfucker! Not again. I pissed off another bee. This is my second sting in two weeks. I managed to go nearly a dozen years without being stung. I don't go well with stings. I'm not get me an epi-pen allergic; I'm stretch marks from the swelling allergic. So looking forward to my right hand doubling in size for a week. So much fun.
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2022dirt · 9 months
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A group of curious preschoolers visits some beehives in Stockholm.
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east-10th-mcdonnals · 9 months
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ithinkimightbeagoose · 5 months
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got stung by a bee :')
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batty4steddie · 9 months
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Part 1
Steve was annoyed that he got stung on the mouth by a bee during their romantic picnic at the park. At first, it just made his lips tingle, but then they started to get puffy. He was trying to get some allergy medicine in before his eyes started to swell too. Steve scowled but softened when he thought about it. “Kiss it better for me, Eddie bear.”
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superjerrbear-81 · 1 year
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karnival2 · 1 year
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bryan-damage · 10 months
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