#bee's corner

[hiraethhh-h]

hi friends! this year i'm participating in kinktober so feel free to check it out!

i don't normally publish smut i write so this is a first for me shfjksdfhsdf

[beware-i-bite]

Trapped in shallow water.

Here to deliver a very wet bee, and I will NEVER render water again, this is my first and last time!

[vettelsvee]

LOOK AT HIM IN BRITTA’S LATEST INSTAGRAM POST 😭

📸: brittaroeske

[mrghostrat]

Out of curiosity, how big do you consider yourself to be in the good omens fandom?

feels kinda like. big like a firework. i’m right in everyone’s faces if you’re up close and personal with the tumblr side of fandom, otherwise you might just see glimpses of my stuff without knowing it’s me. and am probably too loud and constant and will fizzle out of everyone’s mind before you know it 😂

[ilikecarsandlike4people]

Making a mural🐝🌻

[kiyomai]

disappeared off of the face of the planet but … been thinking about vampire!midoriya and how unbelievably hungry he’d be.

warnings. vampires, stalkingish, mind control, loss of autonomy(?), blood(he bites you at the end but it’s not descriptive) GN!reader, reader is called ‘pretty’ but everyone’s pretty so no gender attached to it, let me know if i’m missing tags please !!! minors DO NOT interact

he’s the kind of vampire who’d starve himself cuz he hates the idea of hurting people, of ripping through flesh to reach the one thing his body can’t live without.

but he can’t—won’t.

he’s not a monster, not at heart, at least. he doesn’t want to be a monster. he’s nice, he cares about humans—people, he has to remind himself.

they’re people, and i’m not a monster.

so he doesn’t eat.

but all things must eat to survive, even a creature like him.

and in comes you, unsuspecting little human that you are, walking down the dark, dark streets, aware of your surroundings, yet none the wiser of the real monsters lurking through the night.

izuku watches you from the rooftops, hears the way your heart beats a little faster with the way you’re speed walking, knowing how desperate you are to get home.

you’re so unbelievably human.

and he’s so unbelievably hungry.

he doesn’t remember jumping. one second you were out reach, and the next, well…he’s in front of you now.

your expression morphs into terror and your heart is beating out of your chest. it’s a good look on you, he thinks. you look so human.

you reach to grab something while your eyes are trained on him, watching his every move. smart, he thinks, too bad he’s not human. and with the little energy he has, he wills you to stop.

“it’s okay,” swims through your mind, sticking like honey. “you’re alright.” and with those few words, you’re at ease, and izuku thinks you look even prettier like this—under his thumb.

for a while, all he does is stare at you.

how long has it been since he’s been this close to a human before?

how long… has he been starving—denying himself of the one thing he needs to survive.

your hand twitches and izuku catches it.

oh right, he’s not that strong. if he waits any longer, you’ll break free in no time.

he takes the small window he has to get closer to you, thankful that you’re still under, and rests his head on your shoulder.

“i know this is a little strange.” his voice is soft as he speaks, but he knows his voice is echoing loudly in your empty little head. “and that deep down you’re scared out of your mind.” his hands are itching to wrap around you.

“i’m sorry. so sorry that i cant—that im not strong enough to make this painless,” his breathing quickens, unable to hold back. “i just want—i really need you.”

his hand wraps around your neck and the chill that runs through you drives him crazy. if you manage to slip through the cracks, he thinks he won’t mind it. “i promise i won’t take too much,” he breathes into your neck. “i just want a taste. you’ll let me have this, right, pretty?”

and with the last of his will keeping you trapped, you nod your head just enough for him to sink his fangs in.

a/n: i haven’t written in 2 years :O wow i’ve been lurking on tumblr dot com but writing became so difficult. i’ve been rewatching tvd and every time i see stefan i think of deku and how he’d be the same (especially in terms of ripper!stefan) yeaupp hope u enjoyed!!! likes, comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated <3

[pufffinn]

made the mistake of thinking about branch while listening to ethel cain

[lovecolibri]

Seriously, we're on season 8 of this, I need them to get to it and not fuck around anymore 😭 I'd love to see Eddie talk through all his feelings about his catholic guilt with the priest, that would eat because Ryan is incredible at the Eddie in pain stuff but that's it

Yeah, I'm so glad everyone is having fun with the "which rando can Eddie fuck" and "Eddie slut era!" but that's all just very much Not For Me. And not least because like, GOD I'm so tired. I'm SO tired. I just want to watch some Buddie firsts. I want to watch them learning and growing and figuring out their attraction TOGETHER or at least (if it's a feelings realization not a direct confession to each other) see it being about Buddie, not Some Guy. Like, the Buck stuff was already handled poorly when it could have been a kiss or even an almost kiss and then a "Buck considers what he was actually upset about" thing. I just....I CAN'T do it anymore.

[beeshoesometimesdraws]

The Apple (Never Falls Far)

The quiet drone of the tv buzzed around in Earth’s audial receptors, hearing but not at all comprehending what was happening on the screen. The dim light of the tv and the warm yellow glow of the lamp that sat on the stand by the couch illuminated the room, not too bright but just enough so that she could see what she was doing as she carefully weaved the needles through the thread.

Today had been tiring, maybe even a tad stressful. Between dealing with the conundrum that was Dazzle and the worries surrounding her family and now after what had happened with Eclipse…

Earth shook her head with a soft sigh and felt her hair, tied up into a ponytail to avoid it getting in her way, as it bobbed around with the movement. Thinking too deeply about everything would only bring forth more stress, and Earth didn’t need that right now.

Right now she needed calm and quiet, which is why she was here sitting on the couch alone at 6PM knitting. Knitting was always calming. She tried not to think too deeply about the one she shared said hobby with before as she weaved another line of red thread into her developing creation.

It was calm. It was quiet. She could relax and forget about everything troubling her for a time. She leaned back into the couch, basking in the peace that she nor any one else in her family rarely had available. Her soft humming filled the air, mingling with the faint buzz of the tv. All just mindless background noise to fill the silence.

Click click click

Earth almost didn’t hear it at first, too caught up in her own little world but the little clicks drew nearer and the small red and orange shape moving in the corner of her eye drew her attention. The humming ceased at the same time as the clicks.

A pair of squinted mismatched eyes stared back into hers. Catlike pupils narrowed to thin slits and a split-colored face scrunched up in…she couldn’t tell if it was displeasure or uncertainty.

They looked small, smaller than usual as they sat still at the base of the stairs, half of them in shadow as they hid by the wall though the bright reds and oranges of their palette and their softly glowing eyes gave them away. It wasn’t the first time she or Monty had caught one of the three sneaking around in the night, and she guessed that it wouldn’t be the last.

“Partial?” She called softly, observing as the smaller animatronic’s rays twitched at the mention of their name, “What are you doing up? It’s late.”

Partial’s black and orange split face scrunched up with indignation and they practically spit like an angry kitten, “You’re up too.”

Earth supposed that was true. She was staying up after her usual bedtime so it was hypocritical of her to reprimand the other for the same behavior. Though she was still curious as to why exactly they were awake and sneaking around.

“Yes, that’s true.” She affirmed aloud as she realized Partial was still staring her down with that scrunched up, squinty eyed glare of theirs. They really were like an angry kitten.

She set her knitting materials down on her lap and smiled disarmingly at the smaller animatronic, “Is there something you needed? Or can you not sleep?”

Partial was quiet was for a heartbeat, their face no longer as scrunched though still somewhat guarded, “Don’t need anything.” They finally supplied, turning away as if to leave back up the stairs.

Earth held back a sigh and kept their smile up as the little eclipse lookalike hopped up onto the first step, clawed hands and feet scrapping against the wooden boards.

Out of the three, Partial was the most difficult and sometimes to Earth it seemed like they did it just to make things harder. It reminded her, rather vividly, of the animatronic they had all come from. In fact, a lot of things about Partial eerily echoed Eclipse, things that neither of the other two seemed to have carried over. To their appearance down to their personality and behavior, it almost like Eclipse had once again been reborn instead of being split into three brand new ai’s.

Earth was caught off guard by the sudden pang of grief that hit her right through the chest. Eclipse had always been the “big bad” to everyone else, but when he had come back he had been different; Earth had seen the flickers of good in him shielded beneath his bad attitude and had been the one he chose to open up to, if only a little bit. Earth didn’t know what Eclipse had seen her as, but she had started to think and hope that they were, or at least could be, friends.

If it hadn’t been for what had happened all those weeks ago…

Earth blinked away the oily tears from her vision and tore her gaze away from the echo of her brothers’s former enemy, turning her attention back to knitting.

Knitting was calming, grounding. Exactly what she needed right now, yes.

She weaved the thread together skillfully as her mind tuned back into the fuzzy drone of the tv, trying to clear any other thoughts out. Tonight was supposed to be her night to relax and decompress and she wasn’t going to let that be taken away from her.

She was so engrossed in trying to focus on knitting and only that that she didn’t hear the tiny claws that tapped against the floor.

Click click click

A new weight on her feet startled Earth from her messy thoughts and she halted in her movements. She tentatively peered downwards.

She blinked once, then twice.

A smile, soft and warm like the glow in her blue-green eyes, slipped across her face. A warm, almost giddy feeling bubbled inside her though she kept it to herself and instead leaned back into her comfy seat and slowly continued to knit, afraid to disturb the little animatronic that now lay curled up like a cat on her foot.

Partial was a lot like Eclipse in many ways.

The difficult and downright irritating way in which they behaved and the snarky, sharp remarks that were always poised on the tip of their tongue like a weapon, and the anger that sparked and flared within them and glittered savagely in their eyes like a fire set to kindle to an inferno. The anger that they draped over themself like a blanket and curled into, as if it was all they knew.

….but there always another side of the coin, one that Earth had had the pleasure of seeing through the cracks when she had known him. One that nobody had bothered to try and find for so long.

The quiet support he had offered, sitting and listening silently and bringing comfort in his own odd, unsure way. Words spoken softer than usual and a stark lack of nasty mean remarks and threats. The light of good that leaked through the cracks and burned dimly like a candle not yet fully kindled.

Eclipse had been many things, some not so great. Though Earth could never find it in herself to hate him for it after everything and she had grown to care deeply for the forlorn animatronic. It hurt, knowing that he was gone now, just when the candle had started to properly kindle.

She guessed that’s why it meant so much to her, this moment.

Partial was not Eclipse, and Earth prayed to whatever would listen that they would never have to go through what their predecessor did, but the similarities were so startlingly clear, like looking into a mirror.

Others would be, were, wary of Eclipse’s little echo.

Earth however?

The muted buzz of the tv and a soft humming filled the air. The peace of the quiet night was shared and Earth felt fuzzy and warm on the inside. Her worries from the day had been shoved away into the back of her mind, her focus only on her knitting and the warm weight on her foot that never left, even as the hours ticked by and her eyes grew heavier and heavier. She smiled to herself, full of a fondness she had given up on pushing away.

The apple never falls far from the tree and for that she was glad.

[bunnymajo]

Charmy Bee vs. Candy Shop

[every-akane-aoi]

ft. teru minamoto, aoi akane

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

Oliver and Puppycat :]

[majorproblems77]

HAS ANYONE ASKED ABOUT DEATH OF A LOFTWING? ARE YOU KILLING SKY'S OTHER HALF 🥺💔👀 (so so exciting!!!)

Ahhh yes the angst one

Loss of a loftwing goes from an innocent conversation around a nighttime fire to an emotional backstory from Sky's end. I'm using this one to build out the world a little bit.

It explains what happened to Sky's parents, how the loftwing connection works, and what happens if it's severed from several perspectives.

Also Sky being sad because he knew his parents and they both died when he was young. Rather than (In most of the hero's cases) not knowing your parents.

I dont have the heart to Kill crimson outright. But I might do something like that in the future >:D

Here is a snipet.

Silence gripped the group as curious glances looked around, Wild who was sat besides Wind raised a hand to his chin. “Do you know someone who…” “You don’t have to answer that…” Warriors jumped in, the captain raised his hand towards the champion as he looked down towards the skyloftian. “Moving on, This isn’t the time….” The skyloftian almost mimicked the captain's movement as he also raised a hand, looking upwards towards the champion and the sailor. Opting not to take in the curious glances from the rest of the group. “My father.”

[geralds-little-art-corner]

Bee except it's been way too long since the last time I watched bee and puppycat and I was doing this from memory 🥺

[januscorner]

Verosika & Beelzebub Stimboard

💗💗💗 💗💔X 🐝🐝🐝

[nothingbizzare]

Sketches of the silly guys ever :)))