catfindr · 6 months ago
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shadowisabean · 16 days ago
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Shadow the #bumblebee 🐝🥰
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sunnylighter · 6 hours ago
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Time for pet Halloween costumes!!!
First up we have the dogs. For Honey and Rosie they got literal name costumes. Honey the honeybee and Rosie the Rose!
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And for my bunnies…
He is vengeance! He is the night! He is BATBUN!
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And It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s Superbun!!!
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Superbun and Batbun here to save the day!
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ugliestteabag · 2 years ago
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Sum rhythm heavens re designs
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photozoi · 8 months ago
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It is the Springtime!
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Be Kind to Beez. Or U will get the Sting.
So says His IMPerial Majesty, Ruler of ALL the Things and Bee Friend. Silken Windhound
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yourbeginneranimator · 1 year ago
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He wns to give u a flow ball
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angelictrancy · 2 years ago
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I FOUND A BEE COSTUME TO FIT MY LOKI BOY! A little something about loki is that ever since he was a wee pup he has always loved to chase/ play and eat bugs .. well his absolute favorite is a bee as you can tell from his swollen mouth. Now I need to find Thor and Loki XL costumes for him and his brother!
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klovesbunnies · 2 years ago
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The first 3 fursuits I made (in order) when I started learning how to make suits and before I decided to do it fulltime. 2018 - 2019 seems so far away compared to my work now! o///o 💖 More suits will be posted including my most recent works as I work on uploading all old art and suits. ^^ View my whole suit family here 💖
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halfamask · 5 months ago
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Based on my last post, a List of Things Kishimoto Did Right in Naruto
After Sasuke left Orochimaru, having him find another team of powerful losers to hang out with
Making the Sannin super Great and Powerful and Legendary but also like an awful gambling addict, a porn writer, and a creepy mad scientist who later becomes a Boruto era milf
Ino-Shika-Cho and showing their dads do the same types of combos together
Making Kakashi a cool, capable jonin who’s also a pathetic loser who can’t keep his children in check and reads erotica in public
Itachi loving sweets and Sasuke hating them
Every goddamn thing about Killer Bee
Flashback to the Sage and the baby little tailed beasts
The Naruto-Kurama friendship and Kurama calling him a brat (endearing)
Kisame shark boy character design (and also the super unique character designs for all the different Akatsuki members)
Nagato-Yahiko-Konan froggy costumes and Naruto’s froggy wallet
Reverse harem jutsu on Kaguya
Kakashi sweet talking Yamato to get him to take over his responsibilities
That’s all for now feel free to add others
Edit to add: Kakashi’s ninja dogs (pakkun is so cutie)
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mysteriesmuse · 3 months ago
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childhood trio izuku, katsuki, and y/n!! who are constantly dragged to each other things! Like, Katsuki and Izuku who both got signed up for T-ball and Pee-Wee Soccer. Katsuki who eventually got good at it and had baseball tournaments every other weekend and your parents are dragging both you and Izuku out to watch Katsuki. The sweetness of a sticky box of crackerjacks and peanuts shared as you spend dozen of weekends sitting together in the stands at his field games with the big pointer finger foam hand and corn dogs — and the everlasting hope of catching a ball. It gets close to happening once or twice, and eventually Katsuki reluctantly gives everyone in his fanclub a signed baseball from the game. It sits proudly on your bookshelves.  Katsuki who in middle school eventually gets recruited to the small wrestling team as well and so now you’re stuck in the van in between these too in the back seat and driving all the way to his other tournaments in a giant sweaty gym. All of you with folders of paperwork in your laps as you dutifully try to complete hw before the match. You and Izuku snickering behind your books as Katsuki complains about a weggie from the uniform being too tight in the crotch. And Izuku, who started winning at spelling bees at an early age; whose ramblings landed him a spot in debate club when he got older. The T-ball never really stuck for him like it did for Kacchan. Who’s got an auditorium full of overachievers and stuffy dressed people staring at their stopwatch’s that are taking down every note. The evenings where there’s a tie being grueling. The early mornings a challenge of wits as you and Katsuki used to pilfer through a dictionary together. Index fingers frantically running over the letters of the words Izuku was trying to spell as your heads nearly bump into each other. The evenings where you’d lay your head on his or your parents shoulders as you tried to stay awake . . . Momma Inko always gently patting the two of you on the shoulders when the debate is over. You and Katsuki rubbings the sleep out of your eyes as you run off to congratulate Izuku. The late night milkshakes in the car as he continue talking about all the exciting little quirks of the game. You nodding along w The hours spent where Izuku would practice his word count at the kitchen table afterschool. You and Katsuki, used to the new routine, now bring headphones to drown out the noise of him practicing his talking so that you both can focus on studying. And y/n who’d gotten signed up for dance classes the same time the boys were busy attempting miniature versions of sports. Eventually sticking with it and finding that she’s naturally talented at looking graceful across the ballet stage. Always having Izuku and Katsuki come out to the performances and sitting with all the parents. The two of them always forced to dress formally like proper audience members and each of them clutching and handing you a bouquet of their own choosing when you arrive from backstage. Izuku’s classic green button up and eagerly handing you a sweetly wrapped ghetto bouquet as he comments on the ballet. Katsuki who comes out in slacks and loafers and sheepishly hands you a classic bouquet of red roses with his sweaty hands. Sometimes even getting you a matching bouquet so you can take photos with it in your costume; a factor you never seem to miss with a gasp and tease. Y/N who’s always preparing for the ballet over at Katsuki’s house. His father taking the time to help prepare your costume and pointe shoes together. The family office (which already was a design studio) now an explosion of ribbons and bubble gum pop as pins and needles do hems and tucks. Your mother and his always taking the time to practice teaching you how to do the makeup and hair yourself. Katsuki will always peak his head into the office to office to announce his presence as you swivel your head and beam from the dress pedalstol.
Y/N who quickly dives into theatre and music. The Suzuki cello lessons taking place for so long that eventually when Katsuki gets signed up for drum lessons the new carpool starts to break your routine. Instead of the usual music that you’re studying your accompanied by Katsuki tapping anxiously with his fingers against his knees. His lessons that take place down the hall so loud that you can hear them in the midst of your scales. And everyday for the first few months when asked how it was you’d grumble and snark out “not really sure it was impossible to hear with the super loud drums next door.” And quickly his lessons require a little bit of piano playing and soon enough the hallway is filled with plinkering notes as he attempts a sonata every Wednesday for 20 minutes.  Eventually he gets good enough that his mother starts pressuring him to accompany your cello playing. And it’s 2 grueling days spent at his house where you’re forced to sit as Katsuki stiffly positions himself at the keyboard and hammers out the accompaniment to your solo. Very quickly the parents learn that this isn’t going to work very well and you and Katsuki go back on your merry way with lessons. Sometimes now you even get a good giggle when hammering along to something only for a drumstick to fly out of his hand. The resulting pause and string of curses simply hilarious from your safe distance.  Y/N who joins theatre and try’s out for the musicals for several years. Whose excitement and participation in captivating performances moves Izuku to join shortly after. Momma Inko packing snacks into your bags as you stay afterschool. Your own parents picking the two of you up and having Izuku over for dinner until Momma Inko gets off of work.  Izuku who’s fantastic at memorizing lines and lyrics that he quickly gets lead roles especially when there’s so few boys in theatre. And you who’s good enough at music and dancing that you’re on the “dance team” which is a special group of students from similiar backgrounds who get to do the more interesting choreography. The two of you a perfect duo of tenor and soprano which means that you can sing out all the songs out of context to your hearts content together. The two of you incredibly enthusiastic the year you do Macbeth because it’s the first time you’ve both landed big roles: Izuku as Banquo and Y/N as the head witch in the play. And now the both of you get to interact together on stage besides just being ensemble and chorus members.
Every rehearsal in costume you get to prance around with a cloak and dare to scare Izuku in the dark backstage. Except he’ll usually silently flinch and then grin with his arms open for an embrace whispering “n/n!” as he beckons you forth, “didn’t know you got back from costume and makeup already. That was super fast. You look good - uh I mean bad. Yeah, bad.” 
And Katsuki’s forced to watch by himself with all of your folks giving y’all a congratulations and handing off another bouquet to you and giving Izuku a playful punch to the shoulder. The parents enthusiastically asking to get pictures of the two of you in costume. 
Y/N with best few photos always ending up on your wall just like the rest of them that you have with the boys after everything you’ve done all these years together. Izuku has his catalogued by year in a scrapbook and Katsuki has his favorite one framed: a photo of you in your ballet outfit and him in his baseball get-up with a fashion disaster Izuku in the middle as he had to dress up for both events. The poor boy slightly sunburnt and covered in a far amount of glitter sandwiched between y’all. 
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shveris · 2 months ago
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incorrect quotes collection, part 3
today i bring you: things that definitely happened in the canon (trust me i'm gege's pc)
part 1 part 2
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megumi: any room can be a panic room if you’d just give me a fucking second
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sukuna, during the heian period: i was born for politics. i have great hair and i love lying
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noritoshi: poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses
miwa: this katana is actually a magic wand
momo: meet me in the inageya parking lot for a wizard duel
mai: *cocks gun* magic missile
kokichi: what the fuck is wrong with you people
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yuuji: do you guys hear something?
sukuna: i hear the sound of you shutting the fuck up
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satoru: what does 'take out' mean?
shoko: murder
haibara: dating
nanami: food
suguru: it can mean all three if you’re not a coward
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shoko, on the phone with suguru: they’re in the kitchen again
satoru, in the background: “beat 3 eggs”… in what? hand to hand combat?
haibara, in the background: must be since nanami banned technique usage in the kitchen last thursday, remember?
suguru: gET THEM OUT OF THERE
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megumi: goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out yuuji’s birthday invitations
maki: well, what are they supposed to say
megumi: “yuuji’s birthday”
panda: what do they say instead?
megumi: “yuuji's bi”
toge:
nobara: works out either way
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sukuna: do you prefer gendered terms?
yuuji: i guess so
sukuna: fuck you
yuuji: where was the gendered term?
sukuna: in your mom
yuuji:
yuuji: my mom got dicked down by your twin which you ate in the womb
sukuna:
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satoru: goodness me, it’s the perfect day for our hiking trip! bless mother nature
megumi, out of breath: mother nature is a WHORE
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yuuji: what’s up guys? i’m back
megumi: what the- you can’t be here. you’re dead. i literally saw you die
sukuna: death is a social construct
satoru: died and came back as a cowboy, i call that reintarnation
nobara: wow, i don’t even get the joke but it sounds funny
megumi: that’s nOT. THE. FUCKING. POINT.
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nobara: what the fuck yuuji, what are you doing here!?
yuuji: i missed you guys!
megumi: you just survived a car crash
nobara: the doctors said you have internal bleeding
yuuji: yeah, and? isn’t that where blood’s supposed to be?
megumi: i need to sit down…
these two are how yuuji's comeback should've went...
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shoko: yeah, i'll smoke a joint tonight, but let's not get too crazy
*4 hours forward to shoko, suguru and satoru getting arrested for blocking the main road in large traffic cone costumes*
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nobara: the only thing i'm guilty of is being gorgeous… and also assault with a hammer
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satoru, on the night of the war delcaration: suguru, i’m sorry. i can’t keep seeing you anymore
suguru: no shit, you’re always wearing that blindfold
satoru: suguru… no…
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nanami: gojo, we have a problem
satoru: what, the fire?
nanami: no, the- wait, what fire?
satoru: oh forget about it, this sounds more interesting
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shoko: that was a joke. say ha
nanami: ha
shoko: now do it again
nanami: ha
shoko: congratulations, you are officially the life of the party
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satoru: i would let you ruin my life
suguru: sorry, i’m busy ruining my own. you’ll have to wait
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satoru, turning to suguru: my dick stopped breathing. it’s in desperate need of cpr
suguru: you’re in desperate need of a beating
shoko: or a lobotomy
suguru: both
shoko: if the beating is hard enough, it’ll count as a lobotomy
satoru: i always knew you guys were homophobic
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satoru: none of those words are in the bible
shoko: psalm 119:105. “and jesus said unto his followers, should a manlet incel attempt to mansplain the blockchain to a girlboss, may she waste his time and yassify his blorbos”
suguru: he did not fucking say that
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megumi: i taught my dog a new trick *throws ball* fetch!
dog: *just stands there*
noabara: he didn’t do it
megumi: that's because i taught him to ignore social conventions and think for himself
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suguru: i’d kill someone if you asked me to
satoru: i’m pretty sure you’d kill someone even if i didn’t ask you to
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megumi: if bees can be fish and boys can be girls, then why did my dad sell me to the zen'in clan?
nobara: i thought i was going to have to yell at you, but now i think i should hug you
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sukuna, on yuuji's cheek: the real secret to immortality? not dying. you want to be immortal? okay, that’s easy. just don’t die. that’s it. refuse to die. there you go.
yuuji: but how-
sukuna, ignoring him: “but how” you may ask. well, easy. just don’t do it. refuse to. say “no, fuck you”
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nobara: i'm not creepy
nobara: i'm petty
nobara: there's a difference, ya know
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waiter: what would you like?
yuuji: a milkshake with two straws
megumi: *blushes*
yuuji: *puts both straws in his mouth* watch how fast i can drink this!
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haibara: ieri-san, is that my mug you’re drinking out of?
shoko: no, it’s mine
haibara: it… looks just like the one i have…
shoko: you don’t have one like this anymore
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megumi: i'm a witch. i mixed some herbs and crystals together and now all my shikigami know the f-word
nobara: which one?
megumi: what do you mean?
nobara: there's more than one f-word
yuuji, entring the room: you talkin' 'bout faggots?
megumi: why would we talk about cigarettes?
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sukuna: i'll offer you some friendly advice-
yuuji: i don't want your advice
sukuna: well, then consider it unfriendly advice
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jjk manga ends in 30 days which means i'm gonna nap on the highway after that last chapter drops :muscle:
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literatooru · 26 days ago
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pairing: f!reader x gojo satoru
flufftober 2024!
“What’s this?” the irritation in Megumi’s voice is easy to detect, especially since Gojo’s been its target more times than he can count. This child is easy to exasperate, and Gojo turns out to be a pro at exasperating others. That, and he can clearly see the annoyance marring his face since its poking through the hole Gojo cut. “I said I wanted to be Ghostface!”
Satoru finally stops pursing his lips and takes his hand off his waist to pinch the the white fabric covering Megumi’s body.
“Here’s the ghost part,” he says, giving it a light shake for emphasis. “And here’s your face!” he adds, pinching the kid’s face with his other hand. He manages to withdraw his touch just in time to avoid Megumi’s hand flying toward his wrist. Satoru sighs with a shrug that doesn't really look too apologetic. “I’m sorry, little dude. This is what I found.”
“Don't call me that,” Megumi retorts, teeth gritted and hands balled into fists under the blanket.
“But you are a little dude. I mean, just look—” Gojo gives a dramatic gasp and takes a wide step back, raising a finger in front of Megs and giving it a wag. “Okay, pause. No shikigami. Do you wanna repeat what happened last time? Fine, I take it back, you’re not a little dude,” he gives in. Both Megumi and Gojo himself are aware that it’s a lie.
Megumi lets out a grumble and mutters something under his breath (that Gojo definitely can't let anyone else hear because then it's his ass on the line) and starts heading to the kitchen, yet another exasperated, sharp exhale abandoning his lips when he steps on the sheets and almost tumbles to the floor.
He’s barely managed to get a short distance away from the white-haired man when he hears the front door unlocking, Gojo letting out something that sounds like an odd mixture of a gasp and a squeak, and suddenly Megumi’s grabbed by the collar (through the sheets) and yanked back to stand behind the tall man’s body.
“Hey! Sweet darling… angel,” Gojo greets you as soon as you step in.
You immediately narrow your eyes at him and look around, trying to spot anything out of order. Everything seems okay, except for the clear small disturbance taking place behind the Satoru.
“What did you do?” you say, suspicion lacing your voice.
“Me? Pff, noth- ow! Did you just bite me?” he says without missing the chance to add an indignant scoff as he whirls around to face Megumi.
Megumi steps to the side and walks over to you, bunching up the sheets in his hands so he doesn't trip over again.
“What did you do?!” you repeat, this time in a yell, and you hurry to Megumi to inspect the hole in the sheets. “Did you seriously cut a hole in the sheets? This is not even how you’re supposed to do it!”
Satoru waves a dismissive hand in the air and huffs.
“I’ll just buy another one,” he says.
“You can't keep breaking stuff just because you have money, Satoru!” you say, letting out an exasperated sigh that almost rival’s Megumi’s. “Megs is supposed to go to a costume party. How is he supposed to do that without a costume?”
“If we're being frank here, I’ve always thought he had “I came dressed up as myself” vibes,” Gojo murmurs, this time more gloomily as he shoves his hands in his pockets.
He doesn't like feeling like he disappointed you, nor when you raise your voice because then he’s clearly disappointed you. It sucks, and now what other option does he have, really, other than sulking?
“Take this off, Megs,” you say, your voice hushed as you grab the now tattered sheets and pull them off him, bunching them up before tossing them to the couch.
“I’m sorry,” Gojo says, offering you a little pout that he hopes will sway you to forgive him. You simply scowl. “I got sidetracked.”
“Taking 60 pictures of a random dog in a bee costume,” Megumi mutters.
You give Gojo a deadpan look that has him raising his hands in defense.
“Come on, Megs. How many times have you seen a bee-dog? It was the most adorable thing ever! I had to get a picture to show y/n.”
“Oh, don't start.” You point a threatening finger at your boyfriend.
“Okay, okay, I’ll figure it out!” Gojo claps his hands together and shoots a look at the bag right next to your feet. “You got the mask?”
“Yeah.” You kneel to open the groceries bag and push the bags of candies to the side to take out the mask Megs asked for. “Ghostface,” you say, pointing at the mast with your index and looking at Satoru with both eyebrows raised.
This time, he gives you one of his winning smiles. Your lips twitch, and he suppresses a chuckle. Works like a charm every single time!
“All right then! Give it to me, I’ll help him get ready. Come on, Megumi!” he sing-songs in a way that's sure to get a grumble out of the kid.
“Ugh,” Megumi huffs. Satoru smiles.
A secret that’s not so secret? He’s learned to love the kid to death.
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“Huh. You actually pulled it off,” you say, hand on your chin as you hope the smile threatening to take over your face doesn't show.
Gojo notices though, and he snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him until you're pressed against his side. Your body automatically snuggles closer to him.
“Told you I’d figure it out,” he says with pride.
You both stand there in silence as you watch Megs walking towards the house, greeting a couple of kids that run past him. You can’t help your smile when he shows up the fake knife with splotches of red paint that Gojo put together last minute.
“Where did you get the robe?” you muse quietly.
Gojo’s body stiffens for a brief second before he forces himself to relax, but it's enough for you to notice, and soon enough you’re watching him through narrowed eyes with furrowed brows.
“Well…”
“Satoru. Spill.”
“...remember that dress you wore to Shoko’s party?”
A horrified gasp escapes your lips, and Gojo laughs as he easily deflects the punches being thrown his way.
"I liked that dress!"
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I’ll buy you another one!”
“Stop saying that!”
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kitsipher · 1 month ago
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WHAT SHOULD SANDY'S HALLOWEEN COSTUME BEEE GUYS-
GUYS HERE ARE MY IDEAS, FEEL FREE TO COMMENT!!!!!
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Silly Sandy-- YIPPEEEEE
@i-ate-your-dog-srry You get to vote toooo
I need to know how Charlie would react to each costume 😔
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echowithpain · 1 month ago
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Okay this section was a lot more fun and lifted my spirits after the last one, even though Captain Asshat is still being an asshat
Proud of you, Buck! You always have great ideas 💖
And I was right, Eddie being the "POV you gave your dog a camera" was hilarious 😂😂😂
I wanna know how they're gonna get the rest of the bees, too bad there's not a gaint vacuum that can suck them all up safely... Or a giant dude in a queen bee costume to dance them away
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harrysarchive · 2 years ago
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Pleasing
Pâtisserie:
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pairing: tattoo artist!harry x baker!reader
summary:
"now i know my innocent lil bee did not just tell me she did shrooms with a woman old enough to be her grandmother." i snicker and she chuckles.
"you should ask her about the time we hot boxed her car!" martha yells and y/n's ears start to burn again.
"martha! we did not!" y/n tries to defend herself but a look of mischief gleams in her eyes.
or
another adventure with bee and tattoo artist harry.
or
a continuation of girls who drink espresso martinis
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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘'𝐒
𝐏𝐎𝐕
"bee," i let a moan slip as the blackberry frosting melts on my tongue, "you're a fuckin' bakin' wiz."
i watch as her ears start to burn and a smirk covers my face, "tell me about it, i swear the only reason we have costumers is because of her baking and her ass." martha chuckles.
"martha!" y/n scolds the 68 year old lady, martha rolls her eyes as to say, you know i'm right.
"you got men comin' in here lookin' at your ass, bee?" i tease as she sits next to me.
"harry!" she whines digging her head into my shoulder, i wrap an arm around her waist and tug her closer to me.
looking around the cute bakery, a pastel pink covers the walls and little white cloud fish are painted on the walls. little frogs are decorated at the bottom along with flowers, trees and other animals likely elephants and loins.
"who the fuck was on shrooms while thinkin' of the design?" i ask causing y/n's body to vibrate against mine as she shook with laughter.
"when martha first bought the place i swear to god, it had shit stains on the walls," she started and i bursted out laughing, "and well martha, she was like you know what we should do? and i was like what, she was like we should come up with a design and then tear down the walls. so i was like okay and we tried to come up with one sober and it failed it was giving 90's diner. we didn't want that, it's so basic. so martha came up with an idea she was like, what if we do shrooms. and i was like eh why not. and that's how Pleasing Pâtisserie came about."
"now i know my innocent lil bee did not just tell me she did shrooms with a woman old enough to be her grandmother." i snicker and she chuckles.
"you should ask her about the time we hot boxed her car!" martha yells and y/n's ears start to burn again.
"martha! we did not!" y/n tries to defend herself but a look of mischief gleams in her eyes.
"y/n! you are a bad girl!" i exclaim teasingly and she gapes at me.
"i am not! 'm a good girl!" she huffs crossing her arms over her chest.
i take a minute to really look at her, her little apron has hearts splattered all over them, her big round glasses cover the apples of her cheeks. her hair's in a messy ponytail with her fly aways running loose. my hand subconsciously comes up to move a curl that's dangling in front of her forehead. a loud sound of an alarm goes off and y/n's eyes bulge, and she's quick on her feet.
"my scones are gonna burn!" she yelps making her way to the back.
"baby i gotta go." i hum as i stand, she quickly pokes her head out the walk way to the oven and frowns at me.
"cant stay a lil' longer?" she says with puppy dog eyes.
don't do that
i think to my self and frown shaking my head, "gotta appointment in 20 minutes bee."
"cancel?" she suggest and i let out a chuckle before shaking my head.
"y'know i cant." i say shrugging on my jacket and her frown deepens.
she makes her way over with a cute little pout a puppy dog eyes, she wraps her arms around my waist and nuzzles her head into my chest.
"don't want you to leave." she huffs hugging me tighter.
"christ pet, squeeze me any tighter ya gonna pop me." i choke out.
"can i come over tonight?"she ask with a giddy smile and i nod.
"yea baby, i'll come get you yeah?" i ask and she nods with a wide smile, then moving behind the counter again.
"kiss?" she muses and i smirk making my way over before being stopped by martha.
"employees only!" martha snaps and flicks my forehead.
"martha let him give me a kiss!" y/n scolded the lady and she shook her head before letting me through.
i grab ahold of her face before pulling her lips towards mine and slowly moving our lips together. i let myself to let go and bite her lip softly causing her to whimper and pull away.
"your a bad boy mr. styles." she says groggily smiling up at me with plump lips.
"not too much on my name baby." i tease with a smirk and she rolls her eyes, "be ready by 5." i say tapping the plump of her ass and she scolds me.
i walk out into the store area before waving at martha, "take care of ma girl martha! and don't do drugs."
"oh c'mon son, 'm no pussy. i got a blunt that's ready to be lit out back." martha teased winking at me.
the door jingles as i chuckle and i make my face go stern looking ahead. y/n runs out from the back and smiles at the woman and child, "welcome to pleasing pâtisserie, what can i get you today?"
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a/n : this is how i start off writing LMFAO idk what to be naming shit😭
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