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herpsandbirds · 23 days
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Malayan Plum Judy (Abisara saturata kausambiodes), family Riodinidae, Singapore
photograph by Richard Wee
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chuchu666yay · 2 months
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lesbian bug enthusiasts have flocked to my blog???!!!!! heres a plum judy butterfly (Abisara echerius) for you!
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mutant-distraction · 9 months
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Nithin Belle
Plum Judy (Abisara echerius),
Indraprastha, Hadapsar, Pune, India
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mrfancyfoot · 4 months
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Patchwork Plots | Chapter 37: Blooderfree
Astarion x Evie (f!OC) | Rating: E | Read on AO3
I really wanted to work on something fluffier (...lol) today, so have this chapter a bit early! <3
Evie’s usage of ‘butterfree’ herein is deliberate for her own giggles.
Requests are currently open for Patchwork.
Chapter 37: Blooderfree
Rating: M / SFW-ish Word Count: 1.4k Tags: Astarion POV; Fluff and…blood? Warnings: Not Safe for Redcaps; A depiction of field dressing a duck (not super graphic, IMO, but minor blood + gore); They’ve been fishing/hunting wild game, so whatever warnings might apply to that in a broad sense; Blood in general
Astarion returns from his hunt and finds Evie has made many fluttery friends.
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He was, honest to Hells, shocked to find Evie sat at the dock where she promised she would be - Astarion expected to have to go hunt her down.  Although, as he approached, there was a sense of something being…off.   She’d stripped of most of her armor and was kicking her feet off the side of the dock, so she didn’t seem injured at first glance.  But he smelled blood.
Assuredly not hers for how rank it was.
He paused when his eyes caught next on the flutterings of many wings around her.  Butterflies?  Suspicions roused, he focused and searched about for the telltale signs of magic and traps.
Evie then looked back over her shoulder at him and waved, sending up a flurry of the insects with the movement.  Though they weren’t terribly bothered as they immediately set back on her.
With just a bit of caution, he continued down the bank and joined her on the dock, stepping around the suspicious spatterings and pools of blood on the planks.  Close up now, he could see the blood also spotting and streaking her body and the pile of armor next to her.  All covered with shimmering groups of the insect.
“Two questions for you to answer, darling-  One, what’s with the butterflies?  And, two, what tussle did you find yourself in, because that is surely not duck all over you or I have severely underestimated the fight they put up.  And the smell.”  Parts of him warred: she hadn’t signalled that she was in any danger when she should have…but had she really needed to?
“Well, it turns out that there are giant, vicious ducks down hehe-here-” Evie couldn’t even finish her words before she started laughing.  “Nah, this is redcap!  Thought they could sneak up and steal my catch.  Joke’s on them now.”  She twirled a charred fish pierced through on a stick and took another bite of it.
She looked out to where her net and lines were set and he followed her gaze noticing the red tinge to the water.  Dots began connecting in his head.  “Are you…chumming the water with the redcaps?”  
She shrugged, the picture of nonchalance.  “Waste not, want not.  Also, there’s this reeeally big fish out there that stole one of my ducks," she gestured her words wildly with an aggrieved little growl.  "And I. want. to. eat. it.”
“The fish or the duck?” he joked.  Astarion wondered if he simply put everything in terms of food if he'd get to see this bloodthirsty side of her more often.
“Well, if I get the fish…I would get the duck back.”
“Euh, that’s…one way of going about it, I suppose,” he grimaced.  Not his food, not his problem.  “And what of your many new friends here?”
Evie held her hand to one perched on her arm and it stepped up to her finger.  She brought it closer to inspect, her face softening in her admiration.  “Butterfree, like many insects, are opportunistic.  They’re just attracted to the nutrients in the fresh blood, and I guess I don’t trigger as much of a threat to them.  These remind me of the Tailed Judy- abisara neophron.   Definitely from the rio…dinidae family, I think.”  This was a deeper personal interest than simple passing knowledge.  It made sense given the dragonfly ink on her back…in that they were both winged, fluttery insects.  “Or something some such.  That’s what it would be back home.  I have a few pinned.  They have very pretty eyes and I like the muted browns.”  What an adorably deranged hobby!  It was…fitting of this Evie he was coming to know.  “If you stand still, they’ll probably land on you, too!”
“Mm, I’ll pass.  Too many…uhm, legs touching.”  His eyes traced the way the late morning sun shone through her auburn hair in bright copper streaks and glimmered off the patches of still-wet, crimson blood plentifully staining freckled, pale skin.  Raised to a level of yet darker, fanciful whimsy by the butterflies feeding upon her.  Or ‘butterfree’ she called them, as he assumed they were wherever she was from.  A nicer name, in his opinion, for the symbolism.  “I’ll just admire the macabre visage from afar.”  This was the kind of scene that should be immortalized in a painting.  Perhaps one day they would revisit here to recreate it.
“Oh!”  She bolted up suddenly in another flurry of fleeing insects and walked around him off the dock and up to the treeline.
He followed her to her chosen tree where he saw then that she had strung up her catch of several headless waterfowl.
Evie crouched and picked up two jars from nearby.  “I’m not sure if you like duck or if there’s, like, a process that needs to be done, but I collected this in case.”  She passed them both up to him and he could immediately smell that the contents were blood.  She’d even helpfully labelled the jars.
He scoffed, “Stop being so nice!  It makes me want to be nice back…”  Hells, she’d found a way to feed him and it didn’t even involve him biting anything.  Yet the offering only made the urge for hers stronger.  'If she'd go this far out of her way simply to be nice to him, what was a bit further?' he reasoned.  He’d corralled her out here alone for an unhindered opportunity - few as they were even now - to take or seduce it from her in some manner…why was he still hesitating?
“And as we know, being nice would be the end of the world,” she mocked.
Her tone was enough to jar him from his ruminations and kick his motivation.  “Evie, there’s-” he began but his words clashed with hers and faltered.
“Were you successful with your hunt?  Ope, sorry, what were you saying?”
“Just that, in fact!” he quickly retreated from his desired inquiry.  “Yes, quite successful.  Once you are finished here, there is a lovely exsanguinated boar up the way.  And you can do all your fancy slicing that deconstructs a carcass into hide and bricks of meat."  He rather wished he had an appetite for proper food after he first watched her butcher a kill.  Methodical though maybe too clinical.  She'd deemed it improper to spectate, however - something, something respect the dead, yes, it’s different when it’s food, Astarion - so it was rare that he got to see her perform up close.  Certainly it had to be more fun than vegetables.
He regretted not arriving sooner to watch as she dispatched the redcaps…
“Evie, have you done this before?” he asked as she placed one of the ducks on the ground and proceeded to…stand on it.
“Field dress a duck?  Nope!  I’ve read about a few methods, though, and it seemed easy enough.  It’s kinda the same, right?  It’s not that different than the…fish.”  He wanted to challenge that attestment but in that moment, she hooked her fingers into the duck and swiftly pulled free part of the carcass, separating the breast from everything else still held in place by her feet.  “That was way easier than I was expecting…”
He licked his lips, unable to help but leer.  “There’s something about a woman holding a rent carcass in her bare hands while covered in blood that’s just…”
Evie only looked up at him dubiously and placed the meat aside on the parchment she’d laid out before moving onto the next fowl.
“How far’s the boar?” she asked once she’d gotten to wrapping and packing away a mound of harvested meat.  The rest of the carcasses were piled near the dock for them to collect feathers and bones from once they had the opportunity.
He shrugged. “Not terribly so.”
“Would you be able to bring it back here?”
“You want me to drag it all the way back here? ” he exclaimed in disbelief.
“Sorry, I should have suggested it earlier before you went off.  But I have rope!”  And out came the doe eyes.  “Pleeease?  I wouldn’t have to pack everything up yet or leave it all unattended.  It’ll take me longer to dress it.”
He couldn’t believe he was even considering this…  Could he even get it back here himself?
“Though maybe if we’re both quick it won’t take too long to get it back here...”  He watched her look around at their scattered things in an internal debate.
“It’s…fine.  Where’s the rope?”
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Thank-you for reading! <3
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worldsandemanations · 22 days
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Malayan Plum Judy (Abisara saturata kausambiodes), family Riodinidae, Singapore. photograph by Richard Wee
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butterflykerala · 2 years
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Abisara bifasciata suffusa Moore, 1882 – Suffused Double-banded Judy 
ഇരുവരയൻ ആട്ടക്കാരി
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terra-tortoise · 2 years
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draw a dragon a day - day 3: familiar matching
Abisara and the mottled buttersnake are absolutely perfect together
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psikonauti · 4 years
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White-spotted Judy (Abisara burnii, Riodinidae)
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sinobug · 4 years
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BUTTERFLIES from Yunnan, China Click on and scroll through images for individual IDs… by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr. Pu’er, Yunnan, China See more Chinese butterflies on my Flickr site HERE...
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boudhabar · 7 years
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Abisara echerius
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herpsandbirds · 2 months
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Spotted Judy (Abisara geza), family Riodinidae, Selangor, Malaysia
photograph by Chan Wah Choy
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insecret-ua · 6 years
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Сорочка прозрачная Angels Never Sin Abisara Цена: 433 грн https://insecret.com.ua/soblaznitelnoe-bele/zhenskoe-bele/sorochki/angels-never-sin-abisara.html
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mrswapoenje · 9 years
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INHAIRITANCE | La Consultation Beauté du Cheveu
INHAIRITANCE | La Consultation Beauté du Cheveu
[left] Hi Ladies, I went to Montréal, Canada and have the opportunity the visit the INHAIRITANCE salon, a lovely salon dedicated to curly and kinky hair. I went for a Hydrating treatment and a trim, …however I get so much more from the overall experience: A free consultation of my hair to improve my hair routine, expert advices and tips to take care of my hair at home, and an awesome interview of…
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sinobug · 4 years
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BUTTERFLIES from Yunnan, China Click on and scroll through images for individual IDs… by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr. Pu’er, Yunnan, China See more Chinese butterflies on my Flickr site HERE...
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sinobug · 4 years
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White-spotted Judy (Abisara burnii, Riodinidae) by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr. Pu’er, Yunnan, China See more Chinese butterflies on my Flickr site HERE...
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sinobug · 5 years
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BUTTERFLIES from Yunnan, China Click on and scroll through images for individual IDs….. by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr. Pu’er, Yunnan, China See more Chinese butterflies on my Flickr site HERE...
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