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🐜 (ANT)
🐞 (LADYBUG)
🐝 (BEE)
🦋 (BUTTERFLY)
🪳 (ROACH)
🪲 (BEETLE)
🦗 (CRICKET)
🕷️ (SPIDER)
🦟 (MOSQUITO)
🐛 (CATERPILLAR)
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looking at my fits for the con this weekend and realizing that i am unintentionally cosplaying my own character both days.
Something notable about Gale is that while he has strong ambitions he truly pauses to listen to what Tav tells him. That he's worth more than what he can offer or the magic he wields. His ego may be high but not high enough to not set it aside and listen to them. Tav truly loves him for him and not what he can do for them.
Your favorite slow fucking you in the morning before either of you get out of bed. It started with cuddles and kisses. Then petting and gentle moans. Leading to him wanting so badly to be inside you and you eagerly craving him as well.
Neither of you are in a hurry, and you take the time to savor each other. Spooning as he fucks into you. Curled on top of him chest to chest as you rock and bounce. Him on top of you with long kisses and long strokes.
There's something vulnerable about morning sex. Neither person has primped or prepped, so it's just you and him in your natural state and you two still can't keep your hands off each other. It's very intimate, imo.
saw a cowboy as i was leaving work last night. i am not entirely unconvinced that it was your cowboy ghost. you’ve doomed us all.
i would be entirely surprised if this guy followed me all the way across the sea but you know, whats a little Yee-Haunt to end your work night, amiright?
for context i did a panel at a convention recently here telling stories about my experience on the overnight shifts from when i lived in texas, ofc you're bound to run into some cowboy ghosts. so heres a snippet from my little talk about my time working in a restaurant on the late shift.
'cuz see I've had experiences before, when i was younger, at my first hotel job. (yeah i'm old and I've worked in hotels basically my whole life.) I used to work in a hotel restaurant in a swanky Holiday Inn in a my hometown (listen i know there's no such thing as a Swanky Holiday Inn but my boss tried very hard to make it so.) i didn't work the overnights, but i did work the closing shift, so sometimes i would be there past midnight cleaning up. one of my first nights there alone i was cleaning the ice machine, and this thing had a huge metal scoop and a pick. and the cook and i were chatting and laughing about something, and suddenly this ice pick flings itself off the counter so hard it embeds itself in the wall right beside my elbow. needless to say we were shocked. musta slipped right? now my restaurant was above a basement, and in that basement was a bar. i could see the entrance to the bar because one of the walls of my restaurant was made of glass and looked down on the entry. it was all enclosed inside the hotel, nothing was outside. so one day the bar has closed early and i'm looking down in the dark and watching the entrance and i see an old man walk into the bar and im thinking, huh. thats weird cuz i saw Al leave and i know he locked up. so i goes out the side entrance of my restaurant dining area that leads to a staircase that goes right down to the bar, and i go down to see whats up and i look through the glass door and i see a cowboy sitting at the bar. its dark. no ones there, i try the door and its locked. i take out my walkie and i call security. and two seconds before he gets there, i knock on the glass, you know the tune, classic shave and a haircut, and the cowboy looks up. he makes eyecontact with me and he has these blue blue eyes. and he gives me this grin, like he knows what hes up too, knocks twice and i blink and hes gone. someone tells me later a scorned woman murdered her lover there by throwing a knife so hard it embedded him to the wall. to be frank that sounds like a pretty convenient story to scare me, but after that i made sure to talk to the noises i heard around the place at night. just in case.'
next time you see my ol' cowboy with his blue blue eyes and haunting (ha) grin, tell 'em i said hello. and remember to talk to the noises you here when youre alone. you never know.
in light of recent developments, i’d just like to say
HI IM SORRY IVE BEEN INACTIVE BUT I JUST NEEDED TO EXPRESS THAT I am. once again. deceased. by the hands of BTS.
also hi @kissbtshinee501 love you still 💛