So I Took Out The Trash Today Like The Good House Husband I Am Not, Leaving Behind The Rank Smell Of

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imagining something that's not death, but not resurrection, but something between. the narrative doomed you to die but somehow you lived and now the world doesn't know what to do with you. you were not supposed to live; yet here you are, in a world that never expected you

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I was just reading your Pokémon trainer ik au and I know ik doesn’t have a raticate or rattata but I’m just imagining, through some shenanigan or another, Barbatos ends up running into one and just loses his entire mind.

honestly i'd say any of rodent-like pokemon would give barbatos the heebie-jeebies, no matter how cute they are

pikachu, for example, the electric mouse pokemon - but barbatos doesn't know that. the little guy's sweet, sure! but.... why does he feel such a heavy fog weighing on him when he looks at it.......

also yeah he would take one look at a raticate (0.7m and 18.5kg) and pass out immediately

Apparently a part of the reason why farmed bees stay in the beehives that humans build for them is because the farm hives are safer and sturdier. I don't know how a busy Discord server's worth of bugs that only have one brain cell each would logically conclude that the humans protect them from outside threats, illness and parasites, but if I understood right, the bees would be free to move away and build a new nest somewhere else any time they'd want, and they simply choose not to.

You know how in almost every culture, people have some concept of "if I sacrifice something that I made/grew/produced to the Gods, they will ward me and my harvest from evil"?

So, in a way, don't the bees willingly sacrifice a part of their harvest to an entity not only far greater than them, but nearly beyond their comprehension, in exchange for protection against natural forces wildly outside of their own control?

So tell me, beekeepers, what are you to your bees, if not a mildly eldritch God?

Just realized it's really funky when I see 'lmaoooo' because that basically just means 'laugh my ass off off off off'

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