So many different insects in the garden (Scaeva pyrastri)
Hay tantos insectos diferentes en el jardín (Scaeva pyrastri)

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So many different insects in the garden (Scaeva pyrastri)
Hay tantos insectos diferentes en el jardín (Scaeva pyrastri)

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Jay Kristoff: doesn't belive in happy endings + in the prologue of Nevernight he explains that the protagonist will die at the end.
Me, a clown: I hope that Mia Corvere won't die because I love her so much. I would not stand her death i mean she's strong and beautiful and perfect... Damn I do love women.
I need some love for my Garlean Boys™️ How would Nero, Zenos, and Cid react to waking up next to the WOL with no memory of the previous night? ;3
Nero:
While a man of many sensibilities and talents, he’s still more confused than if tossed head first into relics from the Crystal Tower when he wakes up, rolls over, and comes nose-to-back with one (1) passed out Warrior of Light.
He’s no brute, pray mind, so there’s no way he’d throw them out of his bed. But he does groan. Loudly. And with much purpose. When they don't wake up, he settles in for what would either prove to be a great way to get them to murder him, or court him.
He kisses at their neck and does his best to recite the entire first three pages of Garlond Ironworks’s employee manual in the sweetest of whispers as if playing at being lovers, waiting until they wake up. “While I’ve no recollection of the night, I’d say you certainly live up to your reputation─given the aches I feel are proof enough.”
Cid:
Despite his experience with amnesia, Cid nan Garlond has exactly zero ideas on how to handle what has to be the most stressful moment of his career, life, and budding relationship with the Warrior of Light. He stares at their ridiculous sleeping bose and scrubs a hand over his face. This is something he could handle after coffee and painkillers.
He brews them a cup and leaves it on the counter, opting to search for their clothes same as the missing pieces of his own. When they wake, it’s with a shuffle of feet and a muffled “Hydaelyn’s tits, I drank too much.”
He waits until they’re within view to pick up the extra mug and ask, “So I take it neither of us remember, this time?”
Zenos:
He’s a hunter, born and bred for it, and yet he wakes to the Warrior of Light staring down at him with naught but sheets protecting either of their modesties. “Morning, your Imperial Highness. I’d say good,” they laugh, “but you don’t seem particularly pleased to see me.”
The vulnerability of being around his own self-declared prey without his armor on is disconcerting. The Warrior just reclines in bed, marks standing out against the curve of their throat like they’re not a vision of opulence and sensuality. They pay no mind to his discomfort in favor of stretching languidly and slipping from bed to collect their things.
It’s only when they’re back in the war-worn gear they usually don that Zenos gets his wits about him (a truly disgraceful recovery, but by his own standards and by any other Garlean’s), all but stomping over to grip them by the arm and demand answers. And maybe a kiss. Or five. Preferably more than that.
May I please ask for general headcanons for Nero and a gender neutral, tech-savvy warrior of light?
Among all his worryingly dangerous exploits, Nero has come to expect one constant variable in play: the Warrior of Light. They see no issue chasing him down between worlds, within voidgates, and even braving the fresh hell that is Omega’s experimental dimension.
They like to check in with him and needle him for details. At first, he’d assumed them to want details for the sake of reporting back to Garlond (as if the man needed any further reasons to test laser jets and crystal-powered particle weaponry), but he’d come to pick up on their genuine interest when they’d respond to his snippy summaries with legitimate questions. He’d come to expect (and respect) their council.
He’s in no way accustomed to having anyone slam artefacts onto his rickety desk in the back of the Ironworks. At all. But then there’s the Warrior and their overflowing pack stuffed to bursting with Allagan technology and probably-forbidden tomes asking him about summoning theory and how crystals occur in regards to forced synthesis like they aren’t spouting a literal thesis in the span of minutes. He’s not quite sure how to deal with them, truly, but he knows how to deal with science.
Yikes! Unfollowing right now, I had no idea he enjoyed executing and imprisoning people 😬 He was just a thirst follow TBH.

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Scaeva pyrastri Syrphidae by Nikos Roditakis A beneficial aphidophagus syrphid. Its larvae could be feed 500 aphids to complete their development. https://flic.kr/p/22mTgj3
Antōnius Iommi scaeva citharā canit | Fōns - CC BY-SA 3.0
scaeva, scaevae -
(m.) homō quī manuī sinstrae favet
(f.) ōmen quod in caelō appāret