Was compelled to make this during a conversation about commonly disliked bugs
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Was compelled to make this during a conversation about commonly disliked bugs
Could you make some roach pngs (more specifically madagascan hissing cockroaches but any would be still be nice), please? Feel free to ignore if you don't like bugs or roaches, hopw you have a nice day regardless!!
PNGs of Madagascar Hissing Cockroaches ♡
I’ve noticed there seems to be a lot of confusion regarding these two guys.
On the left we have a Thelyphonida, also known as a vinegaroon or sometimes whip scorpion. These guys are much closer in their makeup to a scorpion or a lobster but they don’t sting or pinch. Their only defense mechanism is spraying vinegar on predators.
On the right we have a Amblypygi, also known as a whip spider or a tailless whip scorpion. He’s completely genetically distinct from our guy on the left, even though they have very similar names. The tailless whip scorpion is a little closer to spiders in their makeup, and they do not have the tail flagellum that scorpions and vinegaroons have, and thus they are “tailless”. These guys don’t spray vinegar, relying more on just being solitary to avoid predators.
how terrifying metamorphosis must be for the caterpillar has no concept of what it is doing, or what a butterfly is, or what will happen to it as it spins itself the cocoon. we r more alike than different
there are parts of your future self in you waiting emerge but you have to become unrecognizable slime first
maths enjoyers and bug enjoyers and horror movie enjoyers and so forth all need to come together and unite against the common enemy of people telling you how much they hate something as soon as you mention you like it
literally can't believe i have to say this but i actually don't? want to hear about how much you hate maths in the tags? people are missing the point of the post it isn't about which of these things you like and don't like and which should be added or removed it's about having the basic decency to not constantly tell people you hate their interests when nobody asked. which you're failing to do right now.
why are so many bugs' eyes so diggily darn beady
Hey! Great question! It’s bc they’re the size of beads
op i'm sending you hate and chanelling bad energy through this ask
I wish the woolly chafer beetle was as big as a rabbit and I could have one as a pet
Yellow stink bug, Antiteuchus macraspis, Pentatomidae
Found in South America
Photo 1 by birdernaturalist, 2-3 by gafischer, 4 by jeancmf, and 5 by clausius
spiderweb preservation DIY
(just make sure the resident has vacated first...)
BOOP BOOP boOP!
The fleeting dream has passed away. The dawn has risen and in so doing has cast out the stars of night and the marks of boops past. Was there ever a paw at my temple? Did ever a mutual bap mine eyes? No, say the bruises which have vanished with the night. No, as my heart in the healing does cry.
Still,
Still there is a memory of that feeling once I had. Still there is a hope that once again I may be bapped.
Boop to you my strange friend, and may your flesh be marked with the boops of countless others who no longer have their paws.
BOOP BOOP boOP!
The fleeting dream has passed away. The dawn has risen and in so doing has cast out the stars of night and the marks of boops past. Was there ever a paw at my temple? Did ever a mutual bap mine eyes? No, say the bruises which have vanished with the night. No, as my heart in the healing does cry.
Still,
Still there is a memory of that feeling once I had. Still there is a hope that once again I may be bapped.
Boop to you my strange friend, and may your flesh be marked with the boops of countless others who no longer have their paws.
Not A Cat
(Cuterebra buccata, a gorgeous botfly which apparently parasitizes bunnies? So large I thought she was a cicada when I first sighted her!)
One can see how I initially took her for a cicada:
As always, if you're thinking about dropping a comment here which is hating on bugs, move along or get blocked.
Pine emperor, Nudaurelia cytherea, Saturniidae
Found in southern Africa
Photos 1-3 and 5 by magrietb and photo 4 by meldem
Pound for pound, this is the prettiest, shiniest, goofiest, happiest child one can find. One day you'll have a name, but for now you're just Mr Tutelina "Tufted" 💜
6/20/23. N. Florida
an unfortunate side effect of growing up autistic is that everyone always mistook my bluntness for rudeness n now whenever I do any sort business communication I overcompensate for my default absence of tact by speaking like a late 19th century dandy. this appears to be something I am unable to turn off despite my many efforts
point being I must have been in a whole new level of this fugue state late last night because I have just now discovered to my absolute horror that I have sent an email turning down a very appealing job with “it appears we run parallel” and “I harbor no shortage of dismay” and “thank you ever so much” and “humbly, regretfully yours”. must I really live this way