#bees answers | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

calswildflcwer · 5 months

Text

Y/N :: If you were my husband, I’d put poison in your pumpkin juice.

Draco :: If you were my wife, I’d drink it.

#reusing my old incorrect quotes #and using them for harry potter instead #draco x y/n #draco x you #bees incorrect quotes #bee speaks #bees thoughts #bees rambles #bee rambles #bees answers #camilosunshxne incorrect quotes #malfoyslcve incorrect quotes #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy x y/n

35 notes · View notes

oexen · 8 months

Note

😘❤️

AAAAAA HELLO

🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂 💞

#bees answers #borednschooled

3 notes · View notes

24-hours · 2 years

Note

Heya! Could I have a recipe kit with some sweet stuff for a cPurpled introject? Maybe some themes of the eggpire if you could work that in? Thank you!!

your request was put in queue. thank you for requesting, purpled.

#bees answers

4 notes · View notes

uncharted-constellations · 8 months

Text

I... Cannot stop

3K notes · View notes

theminecraftbee · 5 months

Text

task: answer the following question. do you believe in curses? respond as completely with relevant information as possible.

Grian: Well, that's a lie. This isn't a task. I know it's not a task, I set the things up! Not sure why we're getting a question as pointless as this one, but sure, mysterious scroll, I'll answer. There's no such thing as curses, unless you're Timmy, in which case it's funny, yeah? Besides, I didn't actually kill Etho. Even if that did count, self-fulfilling prophecies aren't the same thing as curses, and I know which one I fall under.

Joel: Do I believe in bloody curses what kind of question is that? Do I really get hearts just for answering this? This feels like a prank or something... well, whatever. There are no such thing as curses, except the Boogeyman curse, which I sort of had today, but it wasn't actually the same at all. A lot of the bloodlust, sure, but a lot more... Etho had to be the one to do it, huh? And it's not the same. Not comforting. That's a stupid thing to say actually. Take it out of wherever you're putting this. Cut it out of the recording. Comforting. Please. As if it were ever... Yeah, I'm done actually. Don't have a good answer. Go away.

Scott: What, other than Jimmy? Bless that man, he may not have died first, but he sure tried his best. Sure, I'll believe Jimmy is cursed. I mean, mostly he's just kind of stupid. Lovingly so. I mean, despite him being stupid, I put up with him, right? That seems like a complete answer to this question. Jimmy's an omen but we put up with him anyway. That's all.

Mumbo: NO RESPONSE GIVEN.

Pearl: Oh, I mean, I'm probably cursed. That's what everyone liked to say at one point. I think... I mean, I think this time I have good friends, which is nice. They don't think I'm cursed. And it's not like I--I mean, it's surprisingly fun, acting cursed! And I am just acting. Acting scary, blowing up dance floors, all of that. And I don't really have to this time, so... Maybe I'm not cursed? And since it's acting, it's not real? This is a weird question.

Etho: Oh, man, that's a question. Um, do I have to answer? Because I feel like if I say no, that's really just asking for it, but if I say yes, I have to explain myself. Uh, I think I'm abstaining, unless the zombie thing from earlier counts. That was scary and I hated it. Curses are scary and I hate them in general, but apparently I'm good at them, if you ask everyone else. Um, it's not the only thing I find scary that apparently I'm good at.

Scar: Why, of course I believe in curses! Look at poor, poor... Timbert? Timmy? Jim? Gosh, sorry, I'm very tired right now. That's more proof of curses, by the way! That I'm tired. I've been tired straight since the desert, let me tell you what. And that, my friends, is a curse like no other. What a terrible beast, loneliness is. Wish me luck breaking it, because it's not happening this season!

Cleo: Oh, you mean the thing people like to blame instead of their own actions? Nah. My soulbond was kind of a curse, I guess, but even that's at least half just... bad people. Bad relationships. Good ones, too. We're all just doing what you can, you know? No script, no curses, no characters, just... Oh, I hope everything turns out tomorrow. Sorry, that's unrelated. It's just nicer to hope than to preemptively blame things on curses that don't exist.

Impulse: Well, I mean, I didn't until you just asked me that, but now I feel like I should. Wouldn't that be nice? Being cursed instead of just sort of unlovable? Sorry, no, that's mean to Gem. I shouldn't say that about Gem, she's been good this season. Super, super cursed, mind you, in the like, game mechanic sense? But she's been good, no backstabbing or inability to get love involved. Um, and I guess that's not fair to Bdubs, kind of, except it also totally is and I haven't forgiven him. So I guess if they ask I said I believed in curses, and that's why my life keeps circling clocks? Don't put any of that other stuff down, I'm trying to work on that.

Lizzie: NO RESPONSE GIVEN.

Gem: I was just cursed for a task, but that probably isn't what you're asking about, right? I'm new, so I don't know! A task is a concrete thing to believe in, like bloodshed or victory or fun and games. You don't have to believe in those to know they're real, either! They just are, whether you like it or not. I understand that much!

Tango: Gah, don't talk to me about... Deep breaths. Look, I don't care if it's a curse, or if it's just me being really bad, or what, I'm not going out pointlessly this time. Jimmy managed not to die first, I can manage to not go out to a stray arrow or my own bomb or a misstep this time, right? Is that so much to ask?

Skizz: Huh? Curses? I mean, I don't think so, and to be totally honest I think it's kind of mean the way people sometimes rag on people about them. Everyone's got so many good things about them! Why do people like to focus on the unfortunate luck, huh?

Bdubs: Hah! Curses! Let me tell you about curses. When I see curses, I eat them for breakfast. I don't got curses, I've got better things to do! I've got my buddies with the Mounders, and I've got-well, I'd say keeping Etho safe, but he's being weird at me again this season. Not that it matters. It never matters. Etho and I, we're... The point is, that doesn't matter anyway, because I have the Mounders, and they're the ones who matter here. And because I'm a strong, independent Bdubs, who doesn't need anyone but my bow and my perfect, flawless fighting prowess! Sorry, what was the question? I've been thinking so much lately that it's just sort of made everything else pop out of my head, so it's hard to keep track. I'm sure I answered it flawlessly, though.

Martyn: Of course there are curses. That's half the fun for you lot, isn't it? Putting your little curses on us and watching us rail against them. Bet you think it's real cute to ask us what we think of the things, too. "Oh, what do you think of curses," like we have any control over them. Please. If I had any control over curses, Jimmy--or, well, no, I guess that one was technically broken, wasn't it? Sure doesn't feel like it. Point is, curses are bad, and they're definitely real, and I hate you for them, got it?

BigB: Look, man, if you're trying to get me to write my character out for you, just say so! I won't tell anyone. We can come up with a hole thing about holes and red tasks and the Backrooms together! It'll be fun! After all, you probably don't know what kind of curse to say I have, right? Haha, just kidding. I have no idea what I'm talking about. Luckily, neither does anyone else, so I think that evens out between the lot of us.

Jimmy: NO RESPONSE GIVEN.

#secret life smp #a bee fic #not tagging everyone in this because it's. everyone #anyway i have wanted to write this for like TWO WEEKS so i figured that now's as good a time as any #anyway this is probably as thinly disguised as my character meta gets #we talk a LOT in this fandom about curses #we talk about whether we like them as fanon we talk about whether we dislike them we talk about who has them we talk about why #we talk about if they're here or broken or anything else #so i'd like to think the characters have an opinion on curses too after how much talking about them we've been doing #...at least the characters around to tell us their opinions do.#(anyway for all I claim this is thinly disguised character meta it IS actually of note that this isn’t actually about if they believe)#(but instead about how they’d respond if they were asked)#(hence why half of them don’t even answer the right question)#(this is why I’m not good at character meta btw)

707 notes · View notes

cornflakesdoesart · 5 months

Note

For huevember, if it sounds fun, 2 - bumblebee =)

made a little bumblebee person/fairy, hope you like it! :))

[ID start: ink and watercolor drawing in grayscale and yellow accents of a fluffy little bumblebee fairy looking over their shoulder and holding a yellow flower. end ID]

765 notes · View notes

ghouljams · 4 months

Note

"I could've sworn she was mine. What a pity." The fact that I blushed readin that line. That is threat sir! You should be on your feet groveling for your life and giving up any hope of marrying your betrothed because she's about to be queen. You are a fool. Don't leave your promised unattended when a selfish king of blood is nearby who would end your life without a second thought if only so he could keep such a rare jewel for himself.

Just imagining the fiance freakin out packin his bags knowing full well if he doesn't run it's over and just while he's packin he thinks of you and wonders it would make it worse if he tried to take you? The answer would be yes.

-Hot mess rambler

It runs through his mind when he's packing, when he's thumbing through the bonds that are handed to him by a masked emissary of the king, maybe you're worth something more than he'd first thought. You were pretty, a little stupid, an easy build-your-own wife. Of course, he'd never planned on being much of a husband: leaving you alone for long periods for business, affairs, a loveless and empty marriage. Barely a marriage even in name.

Your soon to be ex-fiance supposes it doesn't matter now. He's got more money than you're worth to leave you, and he's planning on using it well. Already he can imagine the new ventures he'll put it towards, new business ideas and fellows he can rub elbows with. Maybe he'll buy himself a proper title, a marquis of some kind.

He shoulders his bag, summons his valet and waits. After a moment he becomes frustrated and storms out of his office to find him. Stupid old fool, he hardly knows what he pays his staff for if this is the work ethic he can expect. The house is silent. It's never silent like this in here.

Something pops outside. Your ex-fiance grumbles a few swears to himself and makes his way outside. He has a few choice words to share with whoever is making all this noise. He throws his front door open with an angry shout and is simultaneously knocked back by a gunshot.

König hands his rifle to his attendant, exchanging it for a handkerchief. He wipes his hands clean of the gunpowder residue with a pitying look at the man withing on the front steps of his home.

"Wonderful shot sir," his attendant tells him. König hums and tucks the handkerchief into his pocket.

"Animals without brains make bad sport," König tells him, holding his hand out for his sword. It's neatly placed in his hand, and he finally takes the time to go put this poor stupid animal out of its misery. It's only too bad no one will ever miss it.

"Make sure you clean out his coffers," König advises his men as they file past him to comb the house. He tugs the handkerchief from his pocket and wipes the blood off his sword. "And make sure someone cleans up this mess," he yells, his voice booming through the silent house.

The arterial spray was beautiful, but ultimately messy. König wipes the blood off his face as he looks around the house. It's a good thing he came around when he did, this is no place for you. You deserve somewhere spectacular, where you can be treated like the treasure you are. Somewhere regal, royal, somewhere like König's bed.

What a splendid idea.

#könig mw2 #könig fanfiction #könig cod #könig call of duty #king!könig #regency au #goodbye shitty ex fiance #könig x reader #sort of #könig #x oc #cod x reader #x reader #cod x oc #oc: bee #sorry i didnt answer your ask but youre so right

783 notes · View notes

canisalbus · 3 months

Note

wow. of course machete thinks about the roman empire. no matter what stupid big ears and ridiculous canine snout you give him he is but at heart just a man

Well, in his defense there's a couple of good reasons why he might be thinking about the Roman empire:

He's a history nerd, it's somewhat unavoidable.

He lives in Rome, the physical remnants of ancient Rome are right there, he walks by them nearly every day.

One of the key features of Italian Renaissance was the rediscovery and revived interest in Greco-Roman culture (hence the name, 'rebirth'). Renaissance art, literature and architecture were influenced by their Classical counterparts visually and thematically, and texts from Plato, Aristotle, Cicero and other philosophers were idealized and seen as the pinnacle of enlightenment. I'd imagine there were antiquity fanboys aplenty.

#anonymous #answered #in their circles you can't throw a rock without hitting someone who thinks ancient Rome is the bee's knees

323 notes · View notes

strawb3rrystar · 22 days

Note

🥹 the sin's ( lucifer, mammon, beelzebub, asmodeus ) with a chubby shorter reader? gn or fem ^^

Shut up and let me kiss you.

Pairing: Lucifer, Mammon, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Fizzarolli, Stolas x GN/Masc! Plus sized! Reader

Warnings: Reader is insecure, lots of comfort

Word count: 292

✰Masterlist

Lucifer is shocked. Appalled, even. You're not proud of your body? Well, get ready to be presented with a list of all the reasons your body is amazing. He will not stop. He is relentless. In a loving way. Will not stop complimenting you until the end of time.

If you tell Mammon you're not proud of your body, he will pick you up and get really close to your face. And then deny your claim. Which confused you. What does he mean 'no'? He wraps his arms around you and then proceeds to tell you in detail how it's impossible for you to be insecure because you're perfect.

Beelzebub is not having that. She's canceling all her plans for the day. The two of you are having a day together! Whether that be a shopping day, or a movie day, or a spa day. You're spending time together. It's what she calls 'Bee's super, fantastic, self-care day!'

Asmodeus, big man, give big hugs. You will not be leaving his side after you dropped that comment. Cuddles you all day. Kisses your cheek and tells you how much he loves you. Compliments you like every five minutes. All that to say, Oz will go to the ends of hell for you.

Fizzarolli's mind is blown. You? Insecure? When you're literally perfect? He pulls out the list of all the reasons you're amazing, stunning, perfection. He knows a thing or two about insecurities, so he has all the remedies.

Stolas will be extremely worried for you. He doesn't want you to ever feel bad about yourself. He might conjure up a spell to comfort you, like he does with Via. But you guys could always just cuddle the pain away. He doesn't mind.

Star's notes -> Decided to combine these two requests because they were very similar

(Thank you, sweet anon & @metal-guardian for requesting!) (Requests are open!)

Taglist -> @samohxt2-0 @sunshines-bright @astrolovedy @saints-wrapped-in-plastic @sweetadonisbutbetter | Join the taglist

254 notes · View notes

hellsite-hall-of-fame · 2 months

Note

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C4KelMNrKqJ/?igsh=d3Fwc3A0Z29zZ24x

why would you send me such a post lmaoooo😭

this unfortunately fits my brand tho lol

#thank you lmaoo #ask #the hellsite answers #hellsite hall of fame curator’s bullshit #hellsite hall of fame curators bullshit #bee movie #the bee movie #instagram reel #instagram

359 notes · View notes

calswildflcwer · 2 years

Note

For the I Love You meme, maybe saying it as a goodbye + Carlos

Also hi! I love this blog!!!

Hi hi! Thank you so much! I’m glad you like my blog! 💖

Tears graced your face, slowly making their way down your cheeks as you stared into the eyes of your lover.

Your hands were on his cheeks as his slender fingers wrapped around your wrist, holding you in place as he tried to hold back his own tears.

You stared at him, lifting your right hand slightly, brushing the hair from over his eye as you did. “I’m so sorry, Carlos.” You whispered, your vision becoming blurred.

“Please. Please (name), we can work this out. Please just stay.” His voice was breaking, he was on the verge of becoming a sobbing mess. You lifted your head, your eyes lifting to meet his. You sucked in a breath, even more tears running down your cheeks.

“I can’t, Carlos. I have to leave. I have to go. We’re o-” You began.

“Don’t say it. Please, please don’t say. Don’t leave me, (name). Please don’t leave me.” He begged, cutting you off before you even had the chance to say any more, letting his own tears finally pour down his face. Letting himself be vulnerable for the first time in his life.

“Please, amor. I love you. Don’t leave me.” He pleaded.

You blinked, allowing a soft sob to escape your lips as you padded your thumb across his cheek; wiping away the tears that were making their way down his face.

“I love you so much, Carlos, more than you’ll ever know.” You managed to choke out between low sobs. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, mi vida.” You choked back a sob, taking a deep breath and pulling your hands away from his face.

He reached for you, catching your hand with his, “Don’t go. Please. Don’t go.” He begged again.

“We’re over, Carlos. I’m sorry.” You whispered, twisting your hand out of his grasp, pulling yourself away from the boy who you loved more than anything.

“I love you so fucking much, Carlos. Goodbye.” You choked out, climbing into the horse drawn carriage that had arrived behind you. Your parents sat inside.

Carlos let his tears fall freely as he watched the carriage being dragged over the cobbled street. He vowed that he wouldn’t be as pathetic as Camilo when his novia left town, he wouldn’t chase the carriage down and yell for you to come back to him.

He watched the carriage, waiting until it was out of view before falling to his knees and screaming out as he gripped on to his hair.

“Goodbye, Carlos.” You whispered, watching as the boy you loved disappeared behind the hill.

I am fucking crying at this, omfg! I am in tears, holy fuck! 😭

Thanks for the prompt request, lovely! 💖

34 notes · View notes

oexen · 8 months

Note

😘🍑

millions of peaches...... peaches 4 me.....????

ahoy matey 🫂 💚

#claudia-nomusaabara #bees answers

2 notes · View notes

24-hours · 2 years

Note

Could i get a enderman/osmpranboo(if you need more to go off of osmp ranboo will work, or anything to deal with watermelons) recipe kit with snacks please?/nf

-🟣👁️💜

queued. i chose some formal finger foods that are fit for a royal in a hurry and i do hope you will enjoy them. - mod biene 🐝

#bees answers

3 notes · View notes

little-pup-pip · 3 months

Note

hai ! im requesting gender neutral bee board ! with deco paci and 6-9 age !

( hope it okay to send 2 requests !)

- @wittllle-bee

Here you go!!

223 notes · View notes

theminecraftbee · 4 months

Note

zombie joe?

Cleo buries her head in her hands and screams.

"There there," Joe says, incredibly awkwardly. "While I, personally, have never failed to shuffle off this mortal coil like this before, I've seen a lot of movies, and I'm lead to believe this is the kind of thing zombies do on accident all the time. It's like, the thing zombies are known for!"

"They're going to kick me out," Cleo says, half-miserable and half-furious. "I just got here and they're going to kick me out."

"They're not going to kick you out," Joe says, looking even more awkward. "Er, I mean. Not that I'd know how you got here in such a way that I know the other hermits won't kick you out or nothing, you'll find I have no way of knowing, since we're supposed to be doing things by consensus, but I also do know, because they aren't going to kick you out."

"I panicked and bit you!" Cleo says. "I got crowded, panicked, and bit you."

"Um," Joe says. "Yes, well, that did happen."

"And I turned you into a zombie."

"And it's really quite bracing!" Joe says. The awkward tone to his voice has gotten higher-pitched. There's a certain level of forced cheer to it. Cleo doesn't know if she appreciates it or if it makes her want to scream even more. "I mean, typically I have a heartrate, but I don't, right now! And even though my heart would normally be racing when I panic, it isn't! Also, I bet I could cut off my finger with next-to-no consequences, which makes it suddenly really tempting to--"

"Joe!" Cleo says.

"Cleo!" Joe says back.

Cleo sighs. She looks over Joe. She's not sure whether it's very in-character or out-of-character that he barely looks any different, but if it weren't for a certain grey pallor to his skin, the very visible bite mark on his arm, and the fact he is somehow already missing an eye, she might be able to pass him off as not-a-zombie. Unfortunately...

She runs a hand through her hair.

"It's fine. It's fine!" she says. "To tell the truth, I don't know if I'm meant for--"

"I should practice my moaning!" Joe says brightly.

"What," Cleo says flatly.

"You know like. Auuurgh. Grrrrr. Rawr."

"Did you just--rawr?"

"Is that one best?"

"No!"

"How about... rawr~<3!" Joe says, and then immediately starts coughing. "No, no, that was bad, even I know that was bad--"

Cleo can't help it. She starts laughing. Joe appears startled, staring at her like she's a large bear that has suddenly started doing a dance. His expression somehow looks even more wild-eyed with the missing eyeball and the dried blood on his arm from the bite.

"Did that... work?" Joe says.

"I am going to be kicked off of your safe haven server for being a threat to the integrity of the place because I'm infectious and you're rawring at me," Cleo says.

"...I will take that as a win," Joe says. "The laughing! The laughing! Not the getting kicked off, you aren't getting kicked off, I told you what I did to Biffa when I was first invited right--why are you laughing more I'm not even trying to be funny anymore--"

Cleo doesn't have a heart to slow or speed, but just then, she feels like she has a heart to warm. Yeah, sure. She might be in massive trouble, but at least this thing she's built with Joe--that's alright.

#answered #ask game #prompt ficlets #a bee fic #zombiecleo #joe hills #hermitcraft #i had a VISION with this prompt thanks #anyway this is the FIRST time this happens #by like the sixth everyone's used to it

569 notes · View notes

zivazivc · 4 months

Note

Damn you! I’ve fallen right into your trap and now am back on the trolls train 😂

Seriously though, your art is always so soft and gorgeous, trolls in your style just fits so well! Your trolls OC is adorable btw, I love the idea of a bee farmer/shepherd, does she have a special little favourite bee? One that always gets into things or is just a good buddy? Thanks for sharing your stuff with us, I can’t wait to see what you make next, but no pressure of course 😉

ahhh thank you <3 I am new to the fandom but I just love the good vibes and fluff 🤗

I'm happy you like Birdie. She loves all her bees equally. She doesn't have a very big hive because they're bumble bees so she has enough love to go around, but she naturally pays a bit special attention to the queen :P

Someone was asking what kind of troll she is. She's a folk-pop troll. She lives on the edge of pop village and provides the village with honey.

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #dw trolls #my art #trolls oc #birdie #bees #she puts fresh aromatic flowers in her hair to attract her bees when she needs them to follow her home :)#thank you for the ask!#answered

397 notes · View notes