#umm excuse

[bakasara]

@alealannini: lol [not surprised you find him attractive], Daddario is sooo your type

Excuse you... I give you my friendship for 9 years.... you attack me like this.....

[thedaselcor]

Silly Game Time: Pangolins always look like they're nervous to ask you something. (Seriously. Look at a photo of them if you don't believe me.) What question do you think they're wanting to ask you?

"Umm, excuse me, can you help me get my scale polish on my back? I can't quite reach..."

[hivebreed]

anonymous asked: *gives tak weenies*

       THE SMELL OF THE HEAVILY PROCESSED MEAT BYPRODUCTS IMMEDIATELY MAKES HER STOMACH TURN, not only for its general unpleasantness, but also for the horrible memories that accompany it. her claws tremble. she remembers the scent of blood and human insides mingled with deelishus brand weenies. broken bodies on concrete. the sight of a doomsday machine rising into a reddened sky with an ill-used hive queen symbol. 

she can still remember the way her manic laughter rose above the SCREAMS. 

her antennae rear forward, and an aggressive, agitated hiss wells in her throat. she takes the weenies

and then uses the container to bash the stranger across the face. “do you--” strike. “think--” another hit. the stranger’s nose is bleeding by now. “that i--” strike three. “--am a JOKE?!” 

one final hit, and they’re down on the floor. panting, she stares down at her defeated enemy, until she realizes that she’s still holding the wrapped package, which is now broken beyond repair. the JUICE is starting to leak onto her gloves. swallowing a yelp, she drops it and immediately retreats back into her dwelling. she-- she needs to wash these. and her uniform. and she needs to enter the decontamination chamber. IMMEDIATELY.