#What I wanna know is how do I get a job in the bee business because I love bees and would like to hug all the bees

[infriga]

This is a bee photography blog now sorry

[mimikittysblog]

♡21:40♡

Pairing: Poly! Ateez x Fem! Reader

Genre: Super duper fluffy

Warnings: some mxm, pet names, reader is very sick

A/N: Hope you guys like this as much as you like the texts 🥺💕 tho ngl the ending is a bit meh. Anyways likes, replies and reblogs are so appreciated!

Tagging: @faeprincess777 @starygw3n @bee-gremlin @pinkpearlstar @sweetinsaniiity (if you wanna be tagged in my next poly ateez story, texts or not then please let me know!)

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You were sick.

Like very sick.

You had been for a while and you really thought it would just go away after some time and with a few cups of good tea. However it was just one of those times where it didn’t and it lead to where you were now.

Flopped on the couch after a long days of work so sick, tired and weak to the point you didn’t even take off your shoes, let alone take a shower.

You knew you should’ve taken the day off and even more so you should’ve informed your lovely 8 boyfriends of your condition. However it was so busy for not only you but your boys this time of year. Your job really needed you around and the boys had to be on their A game.

Not like they weren’t always were. Those boys are so admirable when it comes to their work ethic and determination. It’s one of the things you love about them. It’s just this time of year is when they really have NO room to slack off. So you didn’t have the heart to tell them.

You barely see them around anyway, as they come home late and you leave early. You couldn’t bare the thought of them having to deal with you when they’re already so busy with work, no doubt dealing with so much pressure and stress. Even though deep down you knew they wouldn’t care and would drop anything to make sure you’re okay.

‘Cause you would do the exact same thing.

About an hour after you practically passed out on the couch, Yunho and San arrived home.

Thankfully they were able to get all the work they needed to get done super quick today, so they got home much earlier than usual. As they walked into the living room thats when Yunho spotted you.

He chuckled at how cutely you looked and then pointed you out to San who awed at you. They thought you just got home too and decided to close your eyes for a bit.

“Princess we’re home.” Yunho called sweetly.

“Come on now silly butt, get up so we can shower together.” San said with a big smile at the thought of relaxing under the shower with his lovers.

However you didn’t respond.

They both pouted and furrowed their eyebrows as they got closer. You were asleep? That’s quite unlike you. They knew how much you love a refreshing shower after work then to change into one of their hoodies. Were you that tired?

“..sweetheart?” Yunho said as he crouched down next to the couch. He softly moved your hair out of your face to check up on you.

Just from that very soft touch alone he was able to tell how hot your skin was. His eyes widened and as he looked at San with worry.

“Baby you’re sick??” He asked surprised as he looked back at you wondering how he and the rest had no idea.

“What?” San questioned softly as he crouched next to Yunho.

He then places the back of his hand properly on your forehead. His eyes also then widened with worry as there was no denying it.

You were incredibly sick.

Their hearts clenched at how they truly had no clue how sick you were, how much you needed them and how you didn’t tell them..

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Yunho: Guys. Come home. Now.

Seonghwa: what why? What’s the matter?

San: Princess is sick. She has such a high fever and from the sound of her breathing her nose is stuffed. She’s literally passed out on the couch rn and god knows what other sicknesses she’s having.

Wooyoung: WHAT?! She didn’t tell us anything! 🥺

Yunho: I know and at this point that doesn’t matter rn. She needs us. Hurry.

After they sent the texts to the rest of them they quickly got to work.

As Yunho picked you up softly and carried you to bed, San prepared a small basin filled with cold water and some towels. As Yunho was undressing you, San brought in the basin and they both started cleaning you as softly as they could.

Truly not long after they started, they heard the front door open and peeked in Jongho, Seonghwa and Wooyoung.

“How bad is it..?” Jongho asked as he softly entered the room with the rest.

“..bad..” Yunho muttered.

Seonghwa then carefully approached you and placed his hand on your forehead too and almost gasped.

“She’s burning up.. Oh God our poor princess..” he said as he softly ran his hand through your hair.

Wooyoung then approached Yunho with a hoodie from their closet and your shorts.

“Thank you love.” Yunho said softly as he gave Wooyoung a kiss on the head and started dressing you as soon as San was sure you were dry.

“Seonghwa hyung and I are gonna go make her some soup. Yeosang is already on his way home, Hongjoong hyung and Mingi are going as fast as they can to finish recording. They’ll be home soon..” He mumbled to the two who arrived home first.

“Okay.. I’ll go help you cook too, you two will watch over her?” San asked

“Yeah of course.” Jongho confirmed as he sat down next to you and softly stroked your hair.

Yunho then nodded as he gave wooyoung another kiss and sent him on his way.

“You’ve eaten Yunho?” Seonghwa asked.

“Uh.. no not yet hyung. We got take out but we haven’t eaten it yet...” Yunho explained as his eyes trailed back down to you.

“Hmm alright.. I’ll make Sannie eat then once he’s done you can eat and San will watch over.” Seonghwa said as he reached over to grab his hand.

“Alright hyung.. thank you..”

“Of course.”

With that he gave yunho’s hand a comforting squeeze then gave jongho a sweet pat on the head before leaving to join the others in the kitchen.

“Could she really not tell us she was this sick..?” Jongho asked softly still stroking your hair.

“I.. don’t know.. we’ll ask her when she’s awake and feeling better.” Yunho replied as he sat down on the bed as well softly holding your hand.

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As they continued to watch over you, after a while they heard the front door open and some muttering. Soon the door to the room opened again revealing Yeosang.

“Oh princess… she looks so pale..” He muttered as he made his way to her. “Has she not woken up yet?” He asked as he stood beside Jongho.

“No.. we should just let her rest before we wake her up to eat.” Jongho replied.

“Hmm. I bought some medicine on my way home.. Hopefully they’re enough.. if not we can take her to a doctor…” Yeosang informs the two boys as he placed the medicine on a nearby table.

“Thank you Sangie..” Yunho said before continuing to ask if the soup is ready. And right on cue, Wooyoung popped his head in again.

“Soups ready. And yunho baby, Hyung wants you to eat now.” He said.

The lovers in the room then nodded.

As softly as he possibly could, Yunho began to wake you up.

“Princess.. princess.. wake up please..? We need you to eat and take some medicine…” He said oh so softly with some extra soft shakes.

“Baby..? Baaaabbyy..” Yeosang also called out to you.

Your eyes soon started to flutter open as you take in your surroundings. You however closed them again quickly as the headache in your head began.

“Ugh..” you groaned

“Oh baby what is it..? Your head hurts..?” Jongho who was still stroking your hair asked.

You could only nod.

“Honey bun.. do you think you can get up..? You need to eat..” Wooyoung asked

Slowly you opened your eyes again and finally realized your sweet boyfriends were home.

“Wait.. you guys are home? So early..” You muttered, voice so hoarse it made everyone frown.

“Yes we are sweetie.. we’ll talk about that later.. now we should get some yummy food in that belly okay..? Do you think you can get up..?” Yunho replied then asked.

Your head was still pounding and as much as you wanted to try, you knew its best to just stay, so you softly shook your head.

“Okay I’ll tell hyung, come Yunho you still need to eat.” Wooyoung then said as he retreated back to the kitchen.

Yunho didn’t really have an appetite after seeing how sick you were and he wanted nothing more than to just stay and make sure you’re okay. However he knows his boyfriends and even you will scold him if he doesn’t eat. So with that he gave you a soft kiss on the forehead and got up to go eat.

“I’ll be right back okay..? Jongie and Sangie will be right here.. Eat well darling.” He said to you before leaving.

You could only nod back before looking back at your boyfriends.

“When did you guys get home..?” You asked

“Yunho hyung and San hyung got home first and found you.. told us and then I, Wooyoung hyung and Seonghwa hyung quickly got home after that. They just finished cooking your soup.” Jongho explained.

“Hmm I just got home, and I’m pretty sure Mingi and Hongjoong hyung will be home any minute.” Yeosang added.

You then hummed before Seonghwa and San came into the room carrying a tray of a big bowl of soup and some of your favorite tea.

“Hi our darling..” Seonghwa greets you as San puts down the tray in your lap softly.

You weakly smiled at them and began to open your mouth to greet them however Yeosang cut you off.

“Shhh.. don’t talk to much pumpkin.. your voice sounds so hoarse… your throat must be very scratchy and painful hmm..?”

With a soft sigh you nodded.

“Okay then.. lets get some food in you okay? Can I feed you?” San asked

You made some gestures indicating that you could do it yourself however they weren’t having it.

“Let us take care of you. You���re extremely sick okay? Your pouting game will not work tonight honey.” Jongho said

Of course you were outnumbered so you just sighed and opened your mouth to let San feed you as the rest began preparing your medicine.

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Once your bowl of soup was almost empty, the front door was opened and the footsteps of the last two can be heard. Said two as quickly as they entered the house, quickly entered your room guilt, concerned and sadness evident in their faces.

“Oh princess…” Mingi said as he walked closer

“Baby.. oh you finished your food, good girl. Medicine?” Hongjoong praised then asked with a pet to your head.

“Right here.” Seonghwa said as he gave you the medicine to drink.

Wordlessly you took the medicine and drank some of your tea.

“Okay.. good… How are you feeling now darling?” Hongjoong asks.

“..better..” you said as softly as you could so you wouldn’t harm your throat even more.

“Thats great love..” Mingi said.

Soon the last two that were missing from your bedroom entered again and were pleased to see you finished your food as well. Now all of your boyfriends were here and sitting somewhere in your bedroom.

“Sweetheart..” Seonghwa started as he sat beside you holding your hand. “Why didn’t you tell us you weren’t feeling so well..? You’re so sick.. this must’ve been going on for a while… and none of us had a clue?”

You took a deep breath before carefully replying, being mindful of your throat. “We were so busy… I.. didn’t want to distract you… a-and I thought It’d get better on its own..”

“You still should’ve told us princess.. you know we would’ve taken some time off to help you get better… and you should’ve taken time off yourself.” Yunho chimed in.

“I didn’t think you could afford to spare some time… and my job needed me..” You pouted looking down playing with seonghwa’s fingers.

“Darling… you hurt us… do you not know we’d stop time for you if we could? You know we literally would do anything for you… We 100% would’ve figured out a way to make sure our work still gets done and be able to take care of you… like we always do. I’m sure you know that..” Mingi said.

You looked up at him to see nothing but sincerity in his eyes. As you looked around, you see sincerity in all their eyes.

“I do… I just.. I don’t know… I just really didn’t want to be a bother. I don’t want you guys to be more stressed than you already are and if I caused you guys to fall behind th-“ You were cut off by Wooyoung shushing you.

“Nope. No. You would never be the reason for that. We would never blame you and you know we would reprimand anyone who thinks that. Sweetheart. You’re our precious girlfriend… you would never be a bother to us.” Wooyoung said full of reassurance.

“Baby… We understand. You wanted us to do well and you were worried for us and wouldn’t want to add more stress or something. However like everyone here has said. You’re no burden. No trouble. And especially no bother. We love you and want you healthy and happy alright?” Hongjoong said as he stroked your hair.

You all looked at them and softly nodded. Heart filled with love and you give them a smile that they find so precious.

“Alright. No please promise us you’ll tell us if you’re sick? Even if it’s just the tiniest cough or sneeze, you’ll still let us know? And yes we’ll promise to do the same.” Seonghwa asked.

“Promise. Now all of you cuddle me to sleep please?” You said with a pout and arms out.

Everyone then let out a soft chuckle and nodded.

With that, they got to work to cleaning up your dishes as San scooped you up and carried you to the master bedroom where that room is specifically for big cuddle sessions. and other stuff 👀

San tucked you in as he got in beside you. Soon enough loud footsteps can be heard as a couple of them (Wooyoung, Yunho, Mingi and Seonghwa) were racing to be on the other side of you. Which ended up going to Jongho as he slipped in while the others were still fighting by the door.

Eventually all of them got into a comfortable position.

“I love you all so much.” You mumbled softly into the darkness.

“We love you too our love.” Mingi said softly.

“Get some rest.” Said Yeosang.

“Tomorrow we’ll make you an even better soup!” Wooyoung then exclaimed loudly.

“Sleeeeppp!” Jongho groaned.

With that you all kinda giggled with each other a little bit longer than you would like. Making sleep not as easy but you all really wouldn’t have it any other way.

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© mimikittysblog 2024

[lionhanie]

boynextdoor playing minecraft! (ot6 hc)

what happens when boynextdoor starts a minecraft server?

word count: 1.2k i think

genre + warnings: crack LOL, cursing, written in lowercase, typos

a/n: this is so stupid LMAO. (i was playing mc earlier whos gonna match my freak)

reblogs ↺ + feedback always appreciated!

featuring… sungho as numberonecatdad! riwoo as LeeSanghyeok! (he didn’t know he was making his username when he made the account. literal full government name out there)  jaehyun as myungj4e! taesan as GiantMountain! leehan as 212121_! woonhak as xxBlockBeastxx2006! (he made it in 4th grade. says he keeps the name for the nostalgia he doesnt know how to change it)  

→ Join Server?

☆ sungho: the builder

i feel like sungho wouldn’t really be interested in playing mc “seriously” but BOYYYY get him into creative and he’s locking the hell in. ik he does NOT play when it comes to building The Ultimate Spruce Wood Base

he got sick of seeing jaehyun build dirt huts as shelter in their worlds so he took on the role of being the MAIN BUILDER… main vocal? yeah. main builder is his TRUE calling. but i genuinely think he’d be good at it LOL his attention to detail is insane

making entire mansions in survival except he doesn’t even collect the blocks himself. he just waits til people come home with them and he steals them for his builds

In the chat… numberonecatdad: who made this farm by my house 212121_: me and riwoo 212121_: y???? numberonecatdad: … LeeSanghyeok: wjats wrong with it :( numberonecatdad: it’s … so bad LeeSanghyeok: it took us 2 hrs to make btw 212121_: okay but it works numberonecatdad: HALF THE CROPS ARE TRAMPLED numberonecatdad: stay away. leave this to me

the next day its a full fledged farm. windmill in the background. beautiful fields of potatoes and wheat surrounded by a pretty fence. flowers adorning the whole thing. true masterpiece 

☆ riwoo: the noob

i think he’s not really the type to play games like mc. like give him tiny tower or something and he’s at like 400 floors.. neko atsume? he got all the cats unlocked. but MINECRAFT? idk i feel like he’s just 🙂 when he plays bc he has no idea what’s going on

everyone will be off adventuring on their own.. minding their business.. and then there's a death message in the chat saying riwoo died to something so incredibly random. everyone is just like ??? bc wdym you died to a berry bush

the members think its so cute how he’s just… there for the ride! but they can’t help but mess around with riwoo because he is truly lost  & blindly trusts everything they tell him bc he doesn’t know any better

In the chat… 212121_: riwoo stand right there LeeSanghyeok: why 212121_: ima show u a cool easter egg LeeSanghyeok: okie ^_^ LeeSanghyeok was squashed by a falling anvil. LeeSanghyeok: wat was the easter egg LeeSanghyeok: i dont get it xxBlockBeastxx2006: LKSJKJFHKJSnfd;sf GiantMountain: oh riwoo GiantMountain: if u left click u can pet the bees and they heal u LeeSanghyeok: rlly? thats cool i wanna try myungj4e: DONT DO IT LeeSanghyeok was stung to death. numberonecatdad: leave that poor boy ALONE

after that, riwoo learns to be cautious of the maknae line.... he just stays with sungho collecting flowers for his builds or lighting up the caves jaehyun explores and running from the mobs :,)

☆ jaehyun: the miner

jaehyun is definitely the type to go straight to mining when you start up a new world. the second everyone sees "myungj4e has just earned the achievement [Acquire Hardware]" they KNOW he's clocking into his full time job in the mines bye

it’s 30 mins in and he has half a set of diamond armor to his name and they’re like ?? bro we just started can you be fr rn… if any of the members ask for materials he won’t do it unless he’s getting something out of it (don’t tell anyone but he made riwoo a set of diamond tools when everyone is still using iron 😍 true romance i think)

lowkey everyone is convinced he has x-ray installed or something bc of how good he is at mining

In the chat… numberonecatdad: can i get three diamonds for a new pickaxe myungj4e: lmao NO  myungj4e: wat do i get in return numberonecatdad: how do you live in a dirt shack and have diamond armor GiantMountain: embarrassing.... myungj4e: okay making fun of the less fortunate now??? numberonecatdad: ill build u a house if u give me diamonds myungj4e: k fine  xxBlockBeastxx2006: OH BUT WHEN I ASK FOR DIAMONDS I DONT GET ANY

at the end of the day tho... he's lowkey a blessing bc if he's feeling nice enough he will hook u up with ANYTHING u need. the boys are spoiled w the way jae's chests are FULL of iron whenever they need it

☆ taesan: the fighter

unironically i think taesan would just be . oddly good at pvp. it’s like one of his random talents LOOOL "good at mc pvp" on his resume LOUD AND PROUD

like you load up into bedwars or something and he’s wiping out teams before you can even get yourself a proper set of armor. its lowkey attractive idk

in your survival world, he’s always instigating fights with the other members in hopes that they’ll want to fight. literally no one can kill him. he can probably 1v5 and still win

In the chat... myungj4e: WHO TOOK THE DIAMONDS FROM MY CHEST WHILE I WAS OFFLINE LeeSanghyeok: it was taesan GiantMountain: …what are u gonna do about it bro. huh. they’re mine now.  myungj4e: bro that was like a full stack. it took me like 3 hours to get them. where the hell are you  GiantMountain: why? you wanna fight for it? GiantMountain: whoever wins keeps the diamonds xxBlockBeastxx2006: oh ur cooked hyung myungj4e: OK DEAL myungj4e was slain by GiantMountain using Diamond Sword.

the way u can hear jaehyun RAGE through the dorm walls brings a smile to taesan's face bc he KNOWS he stays undefeated when it comes to pvp

☆ leehan: the troll

i think he’s similar to riwoo in the sense that he doesn’t rlly know whats going on but once they start their server you know DAMN well he’s looking up Top 15 BEST Ways To ANNOY Your FRIENDS in Minecraft! on youtube.,.. fucking loser (hearts in my eyes as i write this)

they’re usually harmless ones, like filling up jaehyun's chests with junk or renaming sungho's cat to something stupid like “Poopy Fart” or moving all of woonhak's cows from their pen

but ohh… if you piss him awf BADDD i think he would do some DIABOLICAL damage to the world. like imagine taesan is Also Trolling and he kills leehan before taking all of his stuff and running away into the distance. things would be quiet… too quiet…. until next thing u kno theres a whole trap waiting for taesan the second he walks into his house 

In the chat… 212121_: taesan do u still have my fishing rod GiantMountain: ye lol 212121_: can i have it back GiantMountain: LMAO GiantMountain: no 212121_: i think theres a creeper in ur house  GiantMountain: WHAT  GiantMountain was killed by magic while trying to escape 212121_.  numberonecatdad: LOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLL GiantMountain: when the hell did you set that up 212121_: >:)

OKAY YES he spent 46 minutes following a tutorial on how to set up a death chamber full of the WORST potion effects ever ... but it worked so he's sitting at his monitor feelijng like an evil mastermind

☆ woonhak: the sweat

he is like the only one i imagined actually PLAYED minecraft growing up. he unironically enjoys watching minecraft streams too LMAO much like jaehyun, i think woonhak goes straight to mining in survival. except rather than /just/ mining, he’s literally trying to beat the game 

he's usually off on his own doing something but ngl .. i bet he's a backseat gamer when he see's someone doing smth wrong. let's say he's out exploring w riwoo and he's falling SO FAR BEHIND he doesn't know how to sprint he will literally walk into his room to show him how to run

bro probably watched Ender Dragon Speedruns growing up idk i feel like he’s determined to beat the world record (he won’t, but he will definitely try) 

In the chat... xxBlockBeastxx2006 has just earned the achievement [The End?] numberonecatdad: ? 212121_: ?? 212121_: is that what i think it is myungj4e: ../?//???? ?  ??? LeeSanghyeok: wat is that LeeSanghyeok: whys the achievement purple GiantMountain: r u fr rn 212121z: LMAO tryhard alert... xxBlockBeastxx2006: yooo chill we can always respawn it dw myungj4e: HOW DARE U KILL THE ENDERDRAGON WITHOUT US myungj4e: UR FAKE AS HELL xxBlockBeastxx2006 has been banned from the server by myungj4e

woonhak doesn't talk to jaehyun for the rest of the night (he's unbanned the next day, but they force him to restart so he isn't absolutely STACKED)

taglist: @onedoornet @dongminz (ty saki for supporting me with my bonedo mc thoughts LMFAO) @gluion @icyminghao

© lionhanie 2024 ; all rights reserved!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA… my crush threw up when she saw my scars.

I (22ftm) have intense feelings for my friend (24 f ), we’ll call her Bee. For some background I met her through my job (we’re in the food industry). I’m have a big friend group and my crush use to work with everyone. Bee use to actually date someone within the friend group, Sandy (24 f). They’re still friends even tho they’re broken up.

I hangout with my work friend group a lot, and Bee sometimes will come along. I like Bee a lot because she’s just really cool, she’s always calm, she talks about anything and everything, and she’s beautiful. She even is working as a heating and cooling technician. It’s hard for her to hangout with all of us because she has so many other things going on in general. She even bough a house in this economy!

Sandy and Bee are still close friends. I’ve asked a Sandy about their relationship and if she’s over her, and Sandy basically just tells me they were both kids and have dated other people since breaking up.

I haven’t actually gotten the chance to hangout with Bee one on one. I’ll even invite her to hangout with our group, but most the time she’s either busy with her house, or her other friends/family/business trips/etc. At first I thought she was lying, but Sandy has told me Bee just does a lot in general now. I’ve invited her to see a few scary movies with me, but she’s turned down 3/3.

This is where I may have been the asshole for making Bee uncomfortable. I had gotten my top surgery (whoo hoo) and after some recovering I kinda wanted to celebrate. Our other mutual friend was throwing a game night and I asked if Bee was coming and if she could come. Our friend said that’s fine since Bee is cool, and I invited Bee and she said she’d love to. She showed up with her boyfriend. I know it sounds bad, I just wanna get closer to Bee in general, her and I don’t have to date (although I wouldn’t mind).

Anyway during the game night, Sandy and Bee went to a separate bedroom to talk. I did pretend to go to the bathroom to ease drop. Bee was just basically telling Sandy she’s been stressed about work and her family, and redoing her house (she and her bf are doing the work themselves) Sandy basically just offered to help and Bee was just like “oh you listening is more than enough!” And they kinda just talked a little more. I was kinda feeling betrayed by Sandy, I haven’t told Sandy I really wanna get closer to Bee, she probably knows tho, but she never offers any help on how I could get closer.

When the two got out I raised a toast to my top surgery and to just making my body feel more like me, and to thank all my friends for the love and support I’ve received through them. I took off my shirt to show off, and I immediately noticed Bee looked away.

Throughout the night I would try and talk to Bee, but she wouldn’t make eye contact with me. she was keeping the conversation short Was she afraid to sexualize me? Was she transphobic? Her boyfriend even got between us and tried asking me how I’m doing and was kinda being a block. My mind was racing and I just kinda grabbed her hand and said “Does this scare you?”. She cried out “sorry!” And ran away…and she threw up in the sink. She started crying and apologizing and Sandy and her bf kinda took her to the bathroom then the car. Bee came in said sorry to everyone for ruining the night, and like three people said “no you just go home and feel better”.

I watched Sandy talk to both Bee and her boyfriend for like 20 minutes “saying goodbye”. I was shocked by the whole thing. It finally took someone to ask me if I was okay. I asked if Bee was trans phobic, why wouldn’t she look at me, she never hangs out with me one on one. Everyone told me that Bee isn’t transphobic (gee thanks). One of my friends even said I shouldn’t have grabbed Bee like that, which I know now. She was just acting all weird around me, and she was what I thought the coolest person ever.

Sandy came back in, she was laughing and she told the group Bee was fine. I asked “what about me!?” Sandy basically explained “body stuff” makes Bee “queasy”. i was hurt and offended that no one cared about me or my feelings.

Later that night Bee called me to apologize. She offered to buy me lunch. I was still hot headed and asked how my scars make her throw up. She basically told me about an event in her life that does make her uncomfortable around blood/scars/etc. I asked if she supported trans rights. she said of course. I asked her if she would ever date me, and she said shes never thought about it because shes with her bf. i basically confessed my feelings which she did not return but wishes me luck.

We never got lunch. I feel weird reaching out to her. she hasn't stopped by the restaurant. She hasn't come to a group gathering since. i know her and Sandy still hangout which pissed me off. i tried talking to my "friend" about it, but they say it as a step too far. they also shame me for crushing on her (i was fine with just friendship).

Its been like two months and everyone is still weird about it. Every time i bring it up, everyone makes me the bad guy. was i the asshole? was Sandy or Bee or even my friends that didnt support me?

What are these acronyms?

[nguyenfinity]

bean and i have been locked in the kitchen, so like AU where beta niki is niki's older brother and otome niki is his younger brother right--

more below

Hiki (22 y.o.) - "nii-san" to his younger brothers; calls Niki "Nikkun"

dropped out of hs and left to travel and be a food journalist after the IncidentTM

pretty chill but would kill a man for his little brothers

rinne is scared of him (something something scary older brother, the 3 cm difference is the only thing keeping red guy from crumpling) (also hiki's basically another version of him and bro's good at dealing with anyone but himself)

he knows rinne is scared of him and thinks it's the funniest thing and will mess with him on purpose

super sensitive to taste, bro can taste if someone put in even 1 grain of salt

despite that he has horribly bad eating habits, bro has tastebuds gifted by the divine themselves but he's on his 12th pack of ramen this week

favorite is the instant noodles he'd make and share with his little brother when he had to watch him while parents were out working

sucks at cooking. rinne was scared of him until he saw him burn water

so chill with pda hes annoying and embarrassing they cannot kiss without him whistling or saying anything

feels guilty about leaving niki from running off to try to redeem the shiina name with his journalism

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exes with oldest sakura nee-han (it's funny and they're on good terms)

drinking buddies with rinne, said nee-han and himeru post-reveal (older bees sibling crew)

Miki (16 y.o.) - "Mikkun" to his older brothers; calls Niki "Aniki"

stayed with other family in japan after the IncidentTM (niki didn't go with him 'cause he wanted to stay)

guilt from not visiting his aniki or trying harder to convince him to come with him to live with family

miki is an edgy brat, sweet but a brat niki: aw he's just a little angel what are you so worried about miki flipping rinne off behind niki's back:

Rinne once again thinking how he lucked out with Hiiro every time he interacts with Miki

niki spoils miki and miki clinging to his aniki cuddling up next to him being the first taste tester getting to choose what niki makes rinnekun on the side fist clenched about to blow a fuse thats his spot thats his job thats his choice and miki Knows

will play video games with rinne tho (sideeyeing the number of runs red guy has on niki's route in the otome)

cut his hair to be different from his brothers

has the opposite problem of niki, he doesnt wanna do food or chef work but all he's good at is food (specifically desserts and he would rather go to business school but he does enjoy making sweets with his aniki)

aroace

if rinne and niki kiss one more time around him he's gonna explode

gets flustered around hiiro in an "i wanna be friends but i'm bad at making friends" way 'cause he's so nice and genuine and excitable and nothing like his brother and rinne's like "yeah no he has a girlfriend"

tiktok kid, always has his phone on him; kinda famous?? people in his comments mostly just go "you look like that guy from crazy:b"

mario party nights with the younger bee sibling squad (hiiro, kaname, kohaku)

also gets into debates with them on who has the best oldest siblings

[willsimpforanyone]

poly!solangelo x gn!reader smut

sure, i shall take the freedom and abuse it lmao enjoy

also will is southern because yes and y'all have a lovely grown-up house with a garden because this is fiction

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Nico's hair was getting long.

It rested just above his shoulders, dark and shaggy and so delightful to run fingers through. I stared at him, head bent over some paperwork for his job. My fingers tapped the table, my head resting on one hand.

His t-shirt was loose and low-necked, exposing a plane of pale olive-toned chest, the faintest of bruises decorating his neck from a few days ago.

"Darlin', why are you eye-fuckin' our boyfriend?"

Both Nico and I jumped as Will wandered into the kitchen, bee-lining to the sink to wash the dirt from his hands. Nico flushed pink as he met my eyes.

I winked, and turned to my other boyfriend. "What? You jealous?"

Will laughed. "Honey, I know I look hot." He was right, his working-in-the-garden jeans slung low on his hips and he was wearing a t-shirt just a little small for him, showing a sliver of stomach at all times.

"I'm trying to be productive," Nico murmured, looking back down at his papers.

"We aren't distracting you, babe." I shrugged, slipping out of my seat and wrapping my arms around Will from behind. "Are we?"

Will shook his head, reaching for a towel and drying his hands. "We've never done anything wrong in our lives." He turned in my embrace, resting his arms on my shoulders. He was a little taller than me, so I had to tilt my head up a little to meet his eyes. "Hey there."

I grinned. "Hey. You do look hot."

He ducked his head down to touch his lips to my ear. "Wanna see how far we can go before Neeks breaks?"

"Oh, absolutely."

I slipped my hands under his shirt, feeling him shiver. In return, he cupped my cheeks in his hands and brought me in for a long, sweet kiss. I sighed in satisfaction, swiping my thumbs over the skin of his back.

Will pulled back, pressing kisses along my jawline. "So, what did Nico do to get you to look at him like that?"

Sighing wistfully, I glanced briefly over to the man at the table seemingly very focused on his work.

"His hair, it's so beautifully long," I murmured. "Would be so good to run my fingers through, maybe pull a little bit, we know he likes that."

Nico gave the smallest shift in his seat, but his eyes were staring at the papers. Will nipped at my pulse point and I gasped.

"And the t-shirt, I'm guessin'?" Will's hands slid into the back pockets of my jeans, pulling me flush against him. "He looks damn good in big shirts, don't he? All that skin showin', be a shame not to do somethin' about it."

I nodded and grinned, hearing the smallest gasp from the table. "He always looks so gorgeous with teeth marks, I think."

Will smirked, pecking my lips. "I have to agree, honey, if only he weren't so busy."

Papers shuffled on the table, as if someone were gathering them up and piling them neatly. The chair scraped on the floor and Will winked at me. He bent close to my ear again. "I think we won."

Nico stood up and cleared his throat, and I turned around to lean my back on Will's chest to look at him. He looked flustered.

"You can't- this isn't fair, you're both assholes." He crossed his arms. "I'm trying to work and you're... you're just..."

I reached out a hand and he folded instantly, almost tripping over himself to get to us. His fingers laced with mine and he tilted his head up ever-so-slightly to meet my lips.

Compared to his usual clothing, Nico was clad in soft sweatpants along with the aforementioned t-shirt, barefoot on the kitchen tile. He looked soft and welcoming and I smiled into the kiss.

Will kissed the back of my head. "Bedroom?"

I shook my head, breaking the kiss. "Sofa? Closer."

I recieved two nods and the three of us stumbled over to the sofa. I sat, dragging Nico on top of me so he was straddling my thighs. My fingers danced at the edges of his t-shirt. "This okay?"

He nodded enthustiastically and I ran my fingers up and down his spine with one hand, pulling him into a kiss with the other. Will came to stand behind Nico, bending over his neck and pressing quick kisses into the flesh. I could feel the heat radiating off Nico under the attention of both his partners.

Slowly, Nico took my hand and with a fierce blush put it to the back of his head.

"Want me to play with your hair, hm?"

He blushed harder. "Y-You were the one who wanted to, I'm just... helping."

"So helpful, sweetheart." I twisted my fingers in his dark waves, holding firmly near the base so as not to hurt him unecessarily. He keened, head leaning back and resting on Will's chest. I took the opportunity to lean forward and nip red marks into his skin, tiny flowers blossoming on top of the old ones.

Nico's hands twisted into my sweater and Will's hands reached down to ghost over the front of Nico's sweatpants. "Can I touch you, please, baby?"

Nico breathed out a "Yes," and Will dipped his hand beneath his waistband. Nico's head tried to jerk forward but my grip in his hair was firm and he ended up rolling his body forward, pressing further into Will's hand.

I touched two fingers to Nico's mouth and his lips parted, tongue darting out to lick at the tips before obediently taking them into his mouth.

Will cursed. "Shit, so pretty, huh? My tough guy all soft for us, just for us."

Nico nodded as best he could with my hand gently pulling at his locks and my fingers in his mouth. I shifted my hips against the sofa, eyes flicking between Nico's gorgeous expression and the obscene sight of Will jerking him off under his sweatpants.

Will pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Will you let me put my mouth on you, darlin'? You look so good, I wanna make you feel good, can I do that?"

Nico's eyes rolled back and I removed my fingers from his mouth so he could answer. "Fuck, yes, you can do that."

On slightly wobbling legs, Nico turned around until he was sitting on my lap with his back against my chest. I arranged his legs so he was spread open, sweatpants tugged off by Will who was now kneeling on the floor. I wrapped an arm around Nico's waist, makinng sure he didn't move too much.

Will licked a stripe up Nico's dick and I felt him jerk against me, inhaling sharply. I made eye contact with Will.

At the same time as he took Nico's dick into his mouth, I bit down on Nico's neck. He writhed against me, crying out and tangling his hand in Will's golden hair. "That was a dirty trick," he panted, barely getting the words out.

"We know." I sucked bruises into his skin, enjoying the feeling of his pounding pulse against my lips as Will drove him slowly crazy with his mouth.

Nico's breathing got heavier and faster and I moved my hands to the insides of his thighs to stop him closing his legs on Will. Nico's hands were everywhere, in Will's hair, clutching my arms, reaching back to hold my head against his neck, the boy was frantic with pleasure.

"Fu-fuck, I'm gonna- Will, I'm gonna come-!"

I clamped my hands down harder on his thighs as Will pulled off of Nico's dick, jerking him quick and dirty until Nico exploded, cum drenching Will's t-shirt.

His body went limp, collapsing totally into mine. I held him close, whispering praise and reassurance into his ear, how he did so good, so well for us, I was so proud of him, he was so fucking gorgeous.

Will vanished to quickly chuck his shirt into the washing machine, returning soon with some water and a damp towel. Nico took it gratefully, swallowing half the glass. Will remained kneeling, cleaning our boyfriend carefully and putting his sweatpants back on.

"You doin' okay, darlin'?" Will pressed a kiss to Nico's knee from his position on the floor.

Nico nodded. "Very okay." He raised an eyebrow. "Are your knees okay?"

Will laughed. "They're fine, so worth the ache."

Smiling, Nico bent forward to kiss Will sweetly before slipping off my lap and curling into the corner of the sofa with his water.

I turned to Will, and winked.

"Your turn."

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genuinely one of the reasons i think i might be polyam is because i like writing polyam relationships so much

anyway thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoyed!

[ianthoni]

this feels like an unpopular opinion right now but i don’t think people really know or realize just how much work goes into owning a company, especially one with as many employees and as many projects/deadlines as smosh does. that’s not even counting anthony’s own work over at pressalike and his own channel where he’s managing to get people like tony hawk

the sketches were a much larger production than they once were and it was coming out of their pockets this time rather than defy’s. they were expensive, they didn’t perform the greatest (i personally loved them), of course you have to make a business move before people need to start getting laid off if you can’t afford them anymore. they were also clearly a lot of work if we only got one every two weeks and if that plus business owner work got them needing a two month break after only a year of being back

people are being so quick to judge and lose faith but!! they’re busy bees!! their jobs are so much more than just buying the place and being silly on screen with scripts they wrote. they have to be involved in everything. like ale isn’t cast but you (general) wouldn’t ask ale to be in so much stuff, she’s got other things to do!! she’s gotta keep the company afloat. same with ian and anthony (again, not even counting pressalike). or even if you do wanna compare to cast, courtney directs a lot over there and typically isn’t in the stuff they make. you (general) wouldn’t shout at them to also be the star

im just tired of people talking like they don’t do work or like they don’t like being around each other. someone said anthony already seemed checked out and like that man’s just BUSYYYY. they both are

i get the frustration, i do. i was so frustrated during their break. but now they’re back, they seem happier, they’re glowing. they seem refreshed and like they’re excited for what the future of smosh is. sure they said they’ll burn it to, they ain’t mean in a year! they’re just fannin the flames! also it feels wrong to judge after only one episode. don’t get me wrong, it’s like withdrawals with the lack of ianthony content. but i just like seeing them happy. could they have communicated and continue to communicate better, yes. but they’re still figuring out what “this” is. but sorry for my rant oopsies🫶

I completely agree with this. Also as you said they said they're evolving this. They're taking viewers'words into consideration and are evolving in a better way with bit city too. This week there's gonna be Ian and Anthony part where they're playing 2008 Ianthony for example! I'm so excited for that!! They're going nowhere they're still in videos (Ian is in today's video! And many more this week!) they just need to also do business. You know since they are the owners of Smosh now there's a business side to it too. People will realize that as time goes by but Ian and Anthony are not going anywhere they're just trying their best not to burn out so fast. This might be unpopular but I'm with you in this opinion. 💛🖤 With peace and love.

[magnolia-sunrise]

okay now i can actually Sit Down And Think about this after two shitbusy weeks in a row good lord. it's fun puzzling over this bc the universes are so different so like a lot of ppl i don't have. any clue how grimm n yarrow would even meet wolf and bastien. also it's fun to think abt how grimm n yarrow react to other people considering most of the time they're interacting with one another so it's making me use my brain in fun and exciting ways

idk what the hell the job/task at hand would be, but i think wolf n grimm could make a pretty deadly n sneaky duo if the two of them decided to go in on something together, though grimm's less reckless and more willing to get out and save their own skin if shit goes south, so it's entirely possible things go well enough between them as.....coworkers(?) for awhile, but under the wrong circumstances grimm could essentially abandon wolf to whatever bullshit the two of them got into (though not motivated by any hard feelings so much as their own survival instinct). i don't think either would really divulge much abt their respective pasts, but there might be some mutual respect/acknowledgement there idk

i do not think bastien n grimm would have much conversation between the two of them nor can i really think of any circumstance that would really bring the two of them in proximity however grimm does perform occasional maintenance on wrench so a "hey do you wanna see me take apart my robot dog" might be a point of interest idk hdkghfdgl

i feel like wolf n yarrow would actually get along pretty well; i'm not sure they have a lot of common ground anywhere in terms of life experience or professions, but they're both good enough at talking to people that they'd have some pleasant conversation. hi-tech stuff is very scattered in honeybee's universe and yarrow's more interested in the organic, but he'd be fascinated by them being an android and what that entails

i have. no idea how bastien would react to yarrow's whole …..part-bee deal considering he is very physically off-putting to most people. yarrow's chatty and easygoing but that can only go so far when you have six eyes and fucked-up jaws. if they could get past that the two of them would probably have some fascinating conversations and stories to share abt their respective jobs and almost definitely not say it in outright but kind of mutually recognize like "oh hey you're kinda weird abt this shit like i am and i can respect that'

but also please feel free to tell me if i misinterpreted etither of their characters i am fascinated by what your take on this is hehehe

(sorry for leaving you hanging on this for a bit, handshake on too busy sobs)

yes Yesss Grimm and Wolf would make for a really interesting dynamic i feel especially with very quickly kind of establishing rapport and mutual respect in terms of their skill and also whatever the fuck gender? but that would also mean Wolf would try really hard -at least at first- to chat and get to know them and throw in some flirting to test the waters how far they can push and prod. and when it comes to the action, they are really too willing to lose an arm and a leg and i can only hope at least Grimm would help them pick up the pieces, literally. for what it's worth they're used to doing all this stuff alone so they wouldn't blame Grimm for getting the hell out of dodge when it gets too nasty and would be happy to see it again. not in the least because Grimm actually has a gun and can shoot a gun and they could really use someone covering them at range! they could get matching outfits for their new super cool nonbinary (sort of)sniper /melee duo

Grimm and Bastien is actually really funny to me because they both feel like people who .. don't say too much if it's not exactly necessary? if Grimm needed a hiding place for a bit, he's very much a no questions asked, offers tea or whiskey and a look over it's wounds and then just minds his business. like quiet kindness? (secretly i think Bastien would also wish someone like Grimm could instill some self preservation instincts into Wolfgang hflfk)

Bastien could definitely get over the bee stuff after initial flinch and probably a misunderstanding thinking it's some kind of mechanical modification. i would really love for Yarrow and Bas to smoke a pack and talk about some really weird fucked up anatomy and surgery stuff, doctor to doctor

and! given that some parts of androids are really advanced in the way they simulate organic material (their skin can bruise and 'heal' over time), i feel like soon enough Yarrow, Bastien and Wolfgang would find themselves in a corner looking at some body parts really excitedly and Wolf showing off their inner musculature and the internal 'scars' from their surgeries. Wolf and Yarrow would get along absolutely swimmingly, like maybe their collective yapping would be almost too much fhsdhfk

thank you for this, it was really fun to roll them around in my head!!

[uncaaj]

Fanfic: Concert (Bluey)

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After Bandit Heeler blinked most of the sleepies away, he emerged from the house into the pink of the early morning, guitar case in hand.

Bluey looked up from her and Bingo’s clapping game on the porch and pointed at the case. “Are you bringing that to the park with you?”

“Yeah, why not?” said Bandit, walking down the steps.

Bluey’s tail began to wag. “Ooh, are you going to play your songs in front of people?”

Bandit felt his tail twitch but he willed it still. “Nah, kid,” he said with a chuckle. “I just wanna play to play. I haven’t played for people in years.”

“Why not?” Bingo asked.

Bandit shrugged. “I don’t have the time.”

“If it’s because you don’t think you’re good,” said Bluey, wringing her hands together, “I think you’re the best guitar player in the whole world.”

Bandit ruffled Bluey’s ears. “Aw, thanks, kid. Real nice of you to say.”

“Well, it’s true. You could play in front of people and they’d love it.”

Sometimes he wondered who was smiling down on him to give him a daughter so wonderful. Bluey and Bingo followed him down their stone path as they set off for morning walkies.

+++

BANDIT: “This episode of Bandit is called “Concert.”

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When they reached the park, Bluey and Bingo saw Lucky swinging on the monkey bars and dashed away to meet him. Bandit took a seat on a nearby bench and unclipped the case locks. Opening the case and revealing his Burgundy Beauty put a smile on his snout every single time. He wondered how he went so long without it. 

Since Bandit’s old Burgundy Beauty was unearthed from the attic, its dulcet tones rooted themselves in the daily cacophony of the Heeler household. Sure, if you asked him to slot in a music hobby among his archaeology job, house chores, his social life with the neighborhood dads, not to mention the two pups he loved to the moon and back and their rambunctious games, he would call it an impossible task. Still, as it had been during college, it slinked back into his life as a way to reach inner peace after a long day of being Bandit Heeler. And frankly, as crazy as his life was now, he welcomed a chance to get lost in an art that had always made him happy.

As he fretted some dusty chords and strummed the instrument to life, his mind went back to Bluey’s words. Bluey and Bingo loved to watch him play. They loved to hear him tell stories of playing in coffee shops and pubs during his college years. And they especially loved the silly songs he wrote.

That is, the ones he deemed appropriate.

He thought of an old friend named Joff, who’s every passion lay in music. Bandit never had the drive that funky dog had, but he was alright with that. Leave the fame and fortune to those who wanted to scratch and claw their way there. He was content watching his kid play and getting lost in a melody.

“Oi, Bandit!”

Bandit looked up. A shaggy Brussels Griffon was jogging toward him, his glasses bouncing slightly as he waved. The same busker that he did the worm in front of the other day on the square. 

Speak of an old friend and you’ll often find he shows up. 

“Joff!” Bandit set the guitar down and grabbed his paw to shake, then pulled him into a hug. “How’s it hangin’, ya big lug?”

“Oh, she’s apples, ya know?” said Joff. “So great to finally chat.”

“Yeah, I know you’re a busy bee, eh, Busker?”

Bandit nudged him with an elbow and Joff laughed. “Man, you still remember that old nickname?”

“I coined it! So what’s the big gig today?”

“Well, you saw me at the markets the other day, right? ���Nother one of those.” He looked back across the park where a stage was overlooking the market tents. “Got a mate who’s gonna do all duets with me.”

“Oh, good one! When’s it happening?”

“In an hour or two, as it happens,” said Joff, checking his watch. “He should be here any minute to do sound check with me.”

“I’ll bring Bluey and Bingo. I’m sure they’ll bring their dancing shoes.”

“That’s just what I love to hear!” Joff exclaimed. “Hey, you know that song you wrote, ‘Girls Like That’?”

Bandit chuckled, remembering a song he wrote after the most popular girl on campus rejected his request for a date in no uncertain terms. “Yeah, those were the days, mate.”

“It would be so cool if you could do that song with me sometime, ya know, if ya still play.”

Bandit shook his head but with a smile. “Appreciate it, but those days are long gone.”

“It can be a one-time thing, just for fun.” Joff dug out his phone. “Here, at least gimme your digits so we can chat about it later?”

Bandit sighed, but exchanged his phone number with his old friend.

“Thanks, mate. Look, I’ve gotta run but I’ll be in touch, okay?”

“No worries, mate,” said Bandit, waving as he left. “Good talking with you again.”

“Likewise!” he called back.

“You know thongaphone dog?” asked Bluey suddenly.

Bandit jumped and there she and Bingo were, tails a flurry and stars practically shooting from their excited eyes.

“Yeah,” Bandit confirmed, “he’s an old friend from college. He’s playing over there in a while.”

“Are you gonna play your guitar with him?” asked Bingo, clinging to his leg.

“Nah, kid,” Bandit laughed, shaking Bingo off.

She crossed her arms. “But I don’t understand.”

“Yeah,” said Bluey, “you’re good at guitar and singing, and playing with friends is always fun.”

“Sound logic,” said Bandit, ruffling his kids’ heads, “but it’s never as simple as that when you’re my age.”

He decided to not burden them with complicated explanations and instead, let them go back to playing. In turn, he picked up his guitar again and let it take him back with a melody.

It was bouncy and funky, with a heavy layer of sarcasm overtop. He still remembered all the chords for that silly little song, as well as the words.

“Girls like that

Girls like that don’t go for guys like us…”

Bluey was sweet, but Bandit knew he wasn’t fit for playing live anymore. His voice wobbled slightly as he sang. He fudged a note here and there. Making a fool of himself in front of his kids was one thing. Making a fool in front of a crowd of strangers was entirely another. Those days with his brothers were well behind him and he didn’t want to dig up that old carefree life. Just doing it for the sake of doing it was good enough for him, even back when he was playing for coffee houses and parties in college.

“I wanna see the facts

And she says, simply, ‘No.

Uh-uh.’”

He couldn’t deny that he missed it in a way, his tapping feet was a big indicator. He wouldn’t deny it was the best part of being a musician, but he always knew he wouldn’t “make it” as it were.

“Hey, Burgundy Beauty!”

Bandit hit a sour chord and lifted his head.

Pat Labrador sat down next to him and they shook hands. “Ain’t seen you with that in forever, mate!”

Bandit chuckled. “Since uni, really. I picked it back up recently after they,” gesturing to Bluey and Bingo, “earthed it up in the attic.”

Pat leaned back. “Isn’t that something?”

Bandit’s phone buzzed all of a sudden. Taking it out, he saw Joff’s phone number appear on-screen. “I only just gave him my digits and he’s texting,” he said out loud. “Interesting.”

“Who?” asked Pat.

“Old college friend. He’s playing at the markets today.” Bandit opened the text.

“I hate to do this to you, but I need your help now. Come to the stage and someone will let you through.”

Bandit raised an eyebrow. This didn’t sound good. He had only just reacquainted himself with the guy but he naturally felt drawn to help. Besides, it couldn’t have been anything big, right?

“You mean Busker?” Pat asked. “Thought I saw him the other day with that thongophone…”

“Mate, I gotta see to something,” said Bandit, standing up. “Bluey, Bingo, c’mon!”

“Oh, n-no worries, mate.”

Bandit nodded his thanks before his phone dinged again. Looking at his phone again, there was one more text.

“Bring your guitar.”

“What’s going on, dad?” asked Bluey.

Bandit packed up his guitar and sighed. “We’re going to see a friend of mine.”

+++

As they neared the stage, a security guard waved him over. “You Bandit?”

Bandit nodded. “Yeah.”

“Who’re them?”

“My kids,” he said, matter-of-fact-ly.

The guard nodded. “Follow me.” He led them backstage where Joff paced next to a table covered with snacks. 

Joff noticed his arrival and ran over. “Oh, thank goodness.”

“What’s going on?” Bandit asked as the security guard departed. Joff’s hair was disheveled. “You don’t still pull your hair out?”

Joff let out a breath. “Not…often.” He shook his head. “Look, I won’t beat around the bush, mate. I need a duet partner.”

Bluey and Bingo gasped. “You do??” they squealed in excitement.

“What?” said Bandit. “What about your mate?”

Joff scratched his head. “He told me he can’t make it. He lost his voice overnight. Something about allergies.”

Bandit blinked. “Wow. Crazy.”

Joff spoke fast. “I don’t have time to look around town for a replacement so I would really appreciate you doin’ it.”

Bandit took a step back. “Nah, mate, I’m no good anymore.”

“Please, mate?” Joff pleaded. “You’re gonna make a lotta people happy. That’s what it’s all about, right?”

Bandit felt a tug at his arm. “Yeah, dad,” said Bluey, “We like hearing you sing. Shouldn’t that be enough for others too?”

“It’s just that simple,” Bingo chimed in. A-a-and here came the please face.

It couldn’t have been that simple, could it?

Joff handed him a setlist and Bandit skimmed through it. He saw songs he could play and sing in a heartbeat. One in particular stuck out to him and he gave Joff a knowing look. “I think I know which one you wanna rehearse first.”

Joff looked at the ground, flashing a nervous smile. “I’m cheeky, yeah, but let’s just try this one song, then you can tell me if you wanna do the set, okay?”

Bandit would let Joff have the song he wanted to play, and his feelings wouldn’t change, right? That’s how this would go, and he’d return to the park with Bluey and Bingo.

The two dogs took seats opposite each other and Bandit set his Burgundy Beauty on his lap. Joff’s guitar was black, adorned with a decorative rose. Bandit couldn’t help some excitement bubble up inside him, despite his reservations.

“Okay, mate,” he said, “you know the leads?”

“Like the back of my paw,” said Joff.

“We’ll see. 1, 2, 3, 4.”

Hearing that silly song with the second guitar part after so many years made everything click in place.

“I’ll take the first verse, you go second,” said Joff as they neared it. Bandit nodded, grateful to have a much better singer set the standard for the performance. 

“Girls like that

Girls like that don’t go for guys like us

I wanna see the facts

And she says, simply ‘no’

‘Uh-uh’

He sounded like he had been doing this for years, so when Bandit joined in on the chorus harmony, he didn’t expect much. But he was surprised again to hear their voices blend together perfectly. 

“I’ll keep on looking for that lovin’ feeling

I’ll keep on looking for that lovin’ feeling

All of the chemists and witch doctors, they know

What I’ll never ever know”

Bluey and Bingo were shaking their tails to the music and Bandit couldn’t help but grin ear to ear. His warbling voice didn’t matter nor did his slightly rusty rhythm playing. What he missed most of all about music and playing live was what Joff said it was all about. He missed making others happy with a song. And with a look toward Joff and a nod, it was all that simple.

+++

“They know, they know, they know that lovin’ feeling

They know, the chemists and witch doctors know it,

They know, they know, they know that lovin’ feeling”

“This song’s my favorite!” said Bluey, bouncing up and down in the front of the market crowd.

Chilli laughed, tapping her foot. “You kids sure are something. How’d you convince him to get up there?”

“It wasn’t us,” Bingo pointed out, “It was Joff!”

Chilli saw Joff swaying to the rhythm, and Bandit wearing the goofiest grin as he strummed. He looked so happy up there, and that made her happy as well. Few things in life were as simple as that, but she’d allow this matter to be.

The song ended and the crowd cheered. Joff gave Bandit a high paw and stepped back to the mic. “How about a round for my good friend Bandit Heeler?”

Everyone clapped and hollered, and Bandit bowed and waved. Fanding his family, he winked at them, then howled, “Who likes to da-a-a-ance? 1, 2, 3, 4!”

[thewickedbohemian]

Elsbeth: show so nice it premiered twice

First episode

okay so we're Only Murders In The Building-ing

If they're trying to make this any bit intentionally tied (even if not in same universe) to So Help Me Todd, I doubt it went as deep as casting Jane Krakowski because she was the original choice for Margaret but she does still keep up the tradition of Broadway guest stars on cop shows like this

Is Elsbeth just going to make friends with every person-we-know-is-the-culprit until she knows they're the culprit

(unless that'd accomplish the job and make the narrative shorter) just say he freaking threatened to shoot you

Elsbeth's wardrobe basically nicer Margaret Wright

bringing snacks (if that's even a snack and not just an abomination), is that good cop or just "mom cop"

hmm does casual drop of ADD from character set up as her narrative foil mean potential ADD Elsbeth reveal later

nice meta references there with the length of decree

I can't count how many procedurals-of-various-sorts (both cop and not, both realistic-fiction and supernatural) I've seen the whole handedness test trick in

That is not how I've ever heard tzuris said, by either of them

Okay heels on a treadmill how?

I take back what I said, more like Only Murderers In The Building

Nice twist at the end with the extra body

Second episode

oh hi Mitch, what are you wearing AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Not Elsbeth almost literally going attention deficit oo shiny

You go girl supporting other people and their hyperfixations

Didn't hit me until now that (in addition to her being good at both their specialties and dressing like Margaret while acting like Todd down to the neurodivergence) Elsbeth and Todd both work in the closet

nice expose of the reality TV process, I'm guessing the only way CBS let them get away with that is that The Amazing Race and Survivor are too different

And in true NYC-set procedural fashion a Broadway reunion in the guest star cast (Jesse Tyler Ferguson and Deborah S. Craig from the original cast of The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee)

Even if I didn't know he did it I'd still find Skip's reaction bad acting

Loving Kaia letting her hair down both figuratively and literally bonding with Elsbeth over the show

And Katrisha just adding to the veiled-expose-of-how-things-work-in-reality

OK between the "silly women" thing, him turning Elsbeth's question about the memorial on the show being in poor taste into asking her if Kaia had poor taste liking the show and him basically telling them what they're supposed to do like he's running this show anyone else wanna kill Skip or at least do severe damage to areas they, well, can't show on TV

she actually got to explain herself and Wagner came this close to actually believing her

I know I've heard that piece they played at the memorial before, was that the freaking "Criminal Minds creepy music" or something

*Judy Hopps voice* "actually it's your word against yours"

okay between some of the meta talk earlier (and even in the previous episode), her echoing Skip's words about reality is my business, the episode cutting to black right after she said "can I say cut" and her first-person-narrating the trailers for what she's going to do, if (kayn ahora) the show lasts as long as I'd want there's the beginnings of a bit of a subtext of Elsbeth being a bit of an Abed

[angel-and-the-serpent]

Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming!

- I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never shut down.

Shut down honey production!

Stop making honey!

Turn your key, sir!

What do we do now?

Oannonball!

We're shutting honey production!

Mission abort.

Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base.

Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there.

Oh, yeah?

What's going on? Where is everybody?

- Are they out celebrating? - They're home.

They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in.

I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket.

At least we got our honey back.

Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't?

It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it.

This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well.

And now...

Now I can't.

I don't understand why they're not happy.

I thought their lives would be better!

They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people.

You don't have any idea what's going on, do you?

- What did you want to show me? - This.

What happened here?

That is not the half of it.

Oh, no. Oh, my.

They're all wilting.

Doesn't look very good, does it?

No.

And whose fault do you think that is?

You know, I'm gonna guess bees.

Bees?

Specifically, me.

I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things.

It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees.

That's our whole SAT test right there.

Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom.

And then, of course...

The human species?

So if there's no more pollination,

it could all just go south here, couldn't it?

I know this is also partly my fault.

How about a suicide pact?

How do we do it?

- I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice.

Right, right.

Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going.

I had to open my mouth and talk.

Vanessa?

Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going?

To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena.

They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying.

It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it.

Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this.

I know. Me neither.

Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports.

Wait a minute. Roses. Roses?

Roses!

Vanessa!

Roses?!

Barry?

- Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are.

Flowers, bees, pollen!

I know. That's why this is the last parade.

Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down?

Oould you slow down?

Barry!

OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault.

Yes, it kind of is.

I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you

with the flower shop. I've made it worse.

Actually, it's completely closed down.

I thought maybe you were remodeling.

But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined.

I don't want to hear it!

All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen.

I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park.

All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got.

- Bees. - Park.

- Pollen! - Flowers.

- Repollination! - Across the nation!

Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia.

They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy.

Security will be tight.

I have an idea.

Vanessa Bloome, FTD.

Official floral business. It's real.

Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch.

Thank you. It was a gift.

Once inside, we just pick the right float.

How about The Princess and the Pea?

I could be the princess, and you could be the pea!

Yes, I got it.

- Where should I sit? - What are you?

- I believe I'm the pea. - The pea?

It goes under the mattresses.

- Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal.

You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco!

Let's see what this baby'll do.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Then all we do is blend in with traffic...

...without arousing suspicion.

Once at the airport, there's no stopping us.

Stop! Security.

- You and your insect pack your float? - Yes.

Has it been in your possession the entire time?

Would you remove your shoes?

- Remove your stinger. - It's part of me.

I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight.

Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job.

Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job!

I think this is gonna work.

It's got to work.

Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott.

We have a bit of bad weather in New York.

It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay.

Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it.

I gotta get up there and talk to them.

Be careful.

Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine?

I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.

Oaptain, I'm in a real situation.

- What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing.

Bee!

Don't freak out! My entire species...

What are you doing?

- Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney?

Don't move.

Oh, Barry.

Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain.

Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit?

And please hurry!

What happened here?

There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded.

One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious!

- Is that another bee joke? - No!

No one's flying the plane!

This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status?

tukfitgki

[mustachedmushroom]

Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Ros/es? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's re/al. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Atte/ntion, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No!

if this post gets 5k notes before december 15th i will do my geography presentation (and present it infront of my class) before the due date

[sharkchanic]

(bee movie anon, back from the dead)

 It's not just flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. – That just kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Could you ask him to slow down? Could you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Can you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Captain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Can I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Captain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience?

"Oh hey the rest of the movie's here-"

[lewis-the-quack]

I Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your key, sir! What do we do now? Oannonball! We're shutting honey production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I don't understand why they're not happy. I thought their lives would be better! They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float?

@you-need-not-apply @you-need-not-apply

[theunwillingassistant]

Warning [THE CHAIR, PART NINE]

Sam hadn’t gone to bed just yet. Considering his Boss was still up, it was normal for him to stay awake, just in case. He was getting pretty sleepy though, and it was with half closed eyes that he tried to focus on the papers in front of him. With Lufroz being unavailable, he had to take a part of the work to relieve the Spider a little. It was boring paperwork, mostly, that didn’t exactly help him to stay awake.

Ever since Lufroz (reluctantly) joined the Obsidian branch, most of the boring tasks had been delegated to him. It had brought some fresh air to Morgan and his right hand man, who could focus on more interesting parts of their job. Now, though… Sam’s head was full of finance stuff, meetings, organization notes… 

As far as he knew, Morgan hadn’t left his office. Sam’s was a floor above, still underground nonetheless. The last floor was his Boss’s, where his office, playroom, and bedroom were, among other things. Morgan had an apartment, in one of the best neighborhoods there was, though he hardly went there anymore. He did have a tendency to overwork himself sometimes- and, in the end, there was no playroom in his apartment. 

Sam resisted the urge to yawn, and glanced at the clock on the wall: three AM. This late, already? And he had to wake up early… Oh, the night was going to be short, wasn’t it?

He sighed. Well, there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Well, if he finished filling the paperwork soon, he might get a chance to sleep a little. The leather couch in the corner of his office was tempting him, beckoning him to come closer… Lie down a little… Maybe take a quick nap…

But he knew better. If Morgan caught him sleeping on the job, he knew that there would be consequences, especially with how busy they were. No, no, he had to finish his work.

And so, he kept going, doing his best to stay awake. He could feel his eyes closing, more and more at each minute. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate. At some point, he was pretty certain he was sleeping at his desk. 

It was only when the door of his office violently opened that Sam’s consciousness was pulled back to reality. He jumped in his seat, his tired eyes quickly focusing on the one person that had opened his door so brutally.

Morgan. And, the look on the latter’s face was not good. Not good at all.

-”Uh… Hm,” Sam tried to pull himself back together, but with a body that wanted nothing but to shut down, things were a bit more difficult: “Yes, Sir?”

-”Are you going to talk, or do I have to take the words out of your mouth?” was the first thing the Spider told him.

With how exhausted he was, Sam wasn’t really understanding what was going on. Had he made a mistake somewhere? At this hour? He had spent so long in his office, he wasn’t even sure what he could have messed up…

But his Boss’s eyes were enough for him to know that, yes, there must have been something. Yet, he couldn’t see it.

-”I’m sorry, Sir, but I don’t really see wh-”

-”So I’m taking the words out of your mouth, then,” the other concluded, crossing his arms with a clear frown on his face: “You might want to explain why I found my chair’s restraints loose.”

Oh.

Oh no.

This conversation was starting to feel like a cold shower, one that was definitely waking him up by the second. Oh, this was bad, very bad… It had been stupid of him to think Morgan wouldn’t notice. Of course he would.

-”I apologize, Sir,” he tried to defuse the situation before it got out of hand: “It was only so he could drink by himself, I tied him up again right after.”

The Spider lifted an eyebrow, visibly unimpressed by his attempt at justifying himself.

-”Oh, is that so,” the latter replied flatly: “Funny how you say that, because he smelled extremely good. You know, as if someone had let him out so he could use the bathroom, and take a shower.”

Shit. Shit, shit, shit…

-”So,” his Boss continued, leaning into the threshold: “Wanna try that again?”

Sam bit the inside of his cheek. He had been caught red-handed, and lying. None of which were good in his field of work, especially when working under the Spider’s orders. To say that he had fucked up would be an understatement, at this stage.

The best he could do was to come clean, and hope for the other to be in a forgiving mood…

-”... I’m sorry, Sir. I did let him out,” he confessed, feeling his heart beating faster.

-”And you did it because…?” the white haired man pressed him with a scornful expression.

-”I…” It wasn’t like there were many answers to that question, except none of them would satisfy his Boss: “I… Felt sorry for him.”

-”You felt sorry for him,” the other repeated, deadpan: “And despite our previous conversation, you decided to let him go. Am I getting this right?”

-”... Yes, Sir,” he lowered his head.

A heavy silence followed his words, which did nothing to reassure the thirty-six year old man. Dread was filling him, more and more as seconds passed. He waited for the other to explode, scream at him, throwing reproaches… But none of that happened.

Instead, Morgan kept staring at him calmly… And that alone was perhaps more frightening. Why was he so calm…?

-”Alright, then,” he straightened himself: “That’s all I wanted to know.”

Sam couldn’t help but widen his eyes. Wait… He wasn’t getting anything…? No punishment, no reprimand, nothing…? Something was wrong, it had to be. 

-”W-wait…” the older man lost his straight face for a moment, showing his confusion: “That’s… That’s all…?”

At his uncertainty, the other snorted:

-”What, you want me to punish you?”

The right hand man shook his head.

-”No, but…” 

Morgan’s smile widened in the most unsettling way.

-”You’ve already been punished.”

-”I… I have?”

-”Yes,” the white haired man nodded: “I can’t put you in my chair, since it’s occupied, but… I highly doubt Lufroz will want to talk to you for a while. Just saying.”

Before Sam could process the information, his Boss waved and left without another word. There, the older man sat, his eyes looking into space as he was forced to realize something awful.

He hadn’t been punished.

Lufroz had been. For the two of them.

[bluecookiedisaster]

Shut down honey production!

Stop making honey!

Turn your key, sir!

What do we do now?

Oannonball!

We're shutting honey production!

Mission abort.

Aborting pollination and nectar detail.

Returning to base.

Adam, you wouldn't believe

how much honey was out there.

Oh, yeah?

What's going on? Where is everybody?

- Are they out celebrating?

- They're home.

They don't know what to do.

Laying out, sleeping in.

I heard your Uncle Oarl was on his way

to San Antonio with a cricket.

At least we got our honey back.

Sometimes I think, so what if humans

liked our honey? Who wouldn't?

It's the greatest thing in the world!

I was excited to be part of making it.

This was my new desk. This was my

new job. I wanted to do it really well.

And now...

Now I can't.

I don't understand

why they're not happy.

I thought their lives would be better!

They're doing nothing. It's amazing.

Honey really changes people.

You don't have any idea

what's going on, do you?

- What did you want to show me?

- This.

What happened here?

That is not the half of it.

Oh, no. Oh, my.

They're all wilting.

Doesn't look very good, does it?

No.

And whose fault do you think that is?

You know, I'm gonna guess bees.

Bees?

Specifically, me.

I didn't think bees not needing to make

honey would affect all these things.

It's notjust flowers.

Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees.

That's our whole SAT test right there.

Take away produce, that affects

the entire animal kingdom.

And then, of course...

The human species?

So if there's no more pollination,

it could all just go south here,

couldn't it?

I know this is also partly my fault.

How about a suicide pact?

How do we do it?

- I'll sting you, you step on me.

- Thatjust kills you twice.

Right, right.

Listen, Barry...

sorry, but I gotta get going.

I had to open my mouth and talk.

Vanessa?

Vanessa? Why are you leaving?

Where are you going?

To the final Tournament of Roses parade

in Pasadena.

They've moved it to this weekend

because all the flowers are dying.

It's the last chance

I'll ever have to see it.

Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry.

I never meant it to turn out like this.

I know. Me neither.

Tournament of Roses.

Roses can't do sports.

Wait a minute. Roses. Roses?

Roses!

Vanessa!

Roses?!

Barry?

- Roses are flowers!

- Yes, they are.

Flowers, bees, pollen!

I know.

That's why this is the last parade.

Maybe not.

Oould you ask him to slow down?

Oould you slow down?

Barry!

OK, I made a huge mistake.

This is a total disaster, all my fault.

Yes, it kind of is.

I've ruined the planet.

I wanted to help you

with the flower shop.

I've made it worse.

Actually, it's completely closed down.

I thought maybe you were remodeling.

But I have another idea, and it's

greater than my previous ideas combined.

I don't want to hear it!

All right, they have the roses,

the roses have the pollen.

I know every bee, plant

and flower bud in this park.

All we gotta do is get what they've got

back here with what we've got.

- Bees.

- Park.

- Pollen!

- Flowers.

- Repollination!

- Across the nation!

Tournament of Roses,

Pasadena, Oalifornia.

They've got nothing

but flowers, floats and cotton candy.

Security will be tight.

I have an idea.

Vanessa Bloome, FTD.

Official floral business. It's real.

Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch.

Thank you. It was a gift.

Once inside,

we just pick the right float.

How about The Princess and the Pea?

I could be the princess,

and you could be the pea!

Yes, I got it.

- Where should I sit?

- What are you?

- I believe I'm the pea.

- The pea?

It goes under the mattresses.

- Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart.

- I'm getting the marshal.

You do that!

This whole parade is a fiasco!

Let's see what this baby'll do.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Then all we do

is blend in with traffic...

...without arousing suspicion.

Once at the airport,

there's no stopping us.

Stop! Security.

- You and your insect pack your float?

- Yes.

Has it been

in your possession the entire time?

Would you remove your shoes?

- Remove your stinger.

- It's part of me.

I know. Just having some fun.

Enjoy your flight.

Then if we're lucky, we'll have

just enough pollen to do the job.

Oan you believe how lucky we are? We

have just enough pollen to do the job!

I think this is gonna work.

It's got to work.

Attention, passengers,

this is Oaptain Scott.

We have a bit of bad weather

in New York.

It looks like we'll experience

a couple hours delay.

Barry, these are cut flowers

with no water. They'll never make it.

I gotta get up there

and talk to them.

Be careful.

Oan I get help

with the Sky Mall magazine?

I'd like to order the talking

inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer.

Oaptain, I'm in a real situation.

- What'd you say, Hal?

- Nothing.

Bee!

glad that im not popular enough to have an evil shadow version of my blog that exists just to make contradictions on my posts