#honey blue

[banette-stimboards]

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Stimboard for the song Honey Blue by Ponkansoup, with Honey and assorted blue stims!

Requested by: me

[bridgetsideas]

Honey-Blue Dean Chapter 8 Fear Street 1978

GIF by pranink

Ziggy X OC!Platonic

⚠️ !WARNING! ⚠️ : Mentions of death, murder, and violence. Please proceed with care!

Heavy breathing fills the air.

Heavy stomps shake the ground.

A heavy axe slides along the grass.

Honey-Blue Dean will never know what she had done, for she herself died when she picked up that axe on the tree stump. Honey-Blue Dean will never know that she is about to murder her best friend.

"Sheila? Sheila are you still in here?"

Ziggy screams from inside the outhouse, she and Sheila yank, scream and hit at each other.

"I'm trying to help you! There's a killer-"

The redhead is cut off by a swift slap to the face. Ziggy retaliates by punching Sheila in the head. "oh shit" Ziggy swears at herself as Sheila's unconscious body tumbles to the ground.

"I heard shouting. What's going--"

A camp counselor cuts himself off, seeing Shiela knocked out cold.

"What's going on in here?" Gary asks in disbelief "What the fuck?"

"Is everyone ok?" Ziggy cuts Gary off.

"Everyones headed back to the Mess Hall! Wheres Nick?"

Unknown to the two ShadySiders. Honey heard the screams of girls and was swiftly making her way towards them.

"Whats going on?" Gary asks.

"My sisters in the toilet"

"What?" Gray asks just to be sure he heard that right

"Gary just help me!"

Ziggy and Gary lower a bucket down the toilet to the relief of Cindy and Tommy.

"Get on! We're pulling you up!" Ziggy calls down.

Cindy gestures for Tommy to climb in first.

"You first" Tommy, without much complaint, goes first.

Up the top, Ziggy turns to Gary, who looks reluctant and disgusted at the situation he is in. "Now" Ziggy tells him.

They start to pull.

"Keep pulling" Ziggy encourages, grunting with effort.

The door creaks open.

"Honey" Gray says in relief, before noticing her strange attire.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

Ziggy turns at the sound of her best friends voice.

Honey makes a giant swing. Ziggys eyes widen in shock as an axe swings past her.

Maybe Honey-Blue Dean wasn't dead, maybe she was aware of what she was doing, maybe she was trapped deep within and she could see the pain she cause and the fear they felt. How else could Honey-Blue Dean have missed Ziggy so obviously? It was love that saved Ziggy from Honey's axe, the love of two best friends.

Honeys axe makes contact with Garys neck, detaching it from his body. Ziggy screams in horror. Garys body tumbles down the toilet into the red moss and piles of toilet paper and shit.

Honey's love for Ziggy doesn't save her best friend for long, soon enough her arms are swinging down again, this time into the floor.

Ziggy sprints out of the outhouse in a mess of confusion and loss.

Honey calmly follows her.

[shotmrmiller]

those few first initial thrusts at the beginning, the ones where the guy gives that sigh of almost relief as his hands tighten around you, fingers dimpling your skin, eyes glued to where you two meet absolutely lost in the sauce makes my head spin because simon savors nothing. not the smokes he puffs down to the filter in less than a minute, the energy drinks he guzzles down more than he does water, not even the damn food. if he could just swallow it whole without risking death he would but you (and your pussy)???

like the guys sitting around a safe house waiting for dawn to break to exfil and they're just talking about what they miss about home the most. they all say generic stuff, miss their beds, pets, family, whatever so when it's simon's turn they all assume it's food because he's talking about a specific little burger joint that, in their opinion, sounds like a hovel, but no one's ever thought simon has sane taste but then when kyle asks him what does he like off the menu the most his eyebrows furrow and he looks almost repulsed.

because he is.

"the food's bloody terrible. couldn't make me eat there even if it was the last place on earth."

no, he explains, my bird makes up for it. best damn pussy he's ever ate.

[just-some-normal-jessica]

woe. jon character lineup be upon ye

individual sillies under the cut

[sandeewithtwoe]

His French accent is showing

Color belongs to Superyoumna

Ink belongs to comyet/myebi

Transcript:

Ink: Hi, I’m Ink! You’re… Colour, right?

Color: You’re pretty close. It’s “Color”

Ink: Uh, yeah? That’s what I just said: Colour

Color: No, ColOR

Ink: What???

(Some time later)

Ink: Yeah, so i met Colour today and-

Blue: It’s pronounced “Color”

[llovelymoonn]

my favourite faye wei wei paintings

little blue bird from the pillow flew (2020) \\ first i must clean the keys of the piano with milk (2022) \\ the black bells of a distant new mexico (2023) \\ an echo trapped forever (2023) \\ sweet velvet flower there is no time/ I ask to go back I wish you were mine (2021) \\ two butterfly lovers (2021) \\ untitled (2022) \\ nectar for honey (2021) \\ red i (2022) \\ fountain lies the sun (2017)

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[heartnosekid]

honey fungus 'armillaria' | peggyfarmandforage on ig

[dabigothic]

more horrible work coord pics <3

[stardryad]

Beekeeper Steve spending some time chilling with nature and befriending these nice cows (under the loving watch of Eddie, his farmer friend and owner of the land) x

[lionfloss]

Land of the Giants by Andy Mckay

[haydardotjpg]

Blood sticks, sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none

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wait what do you mean a red string of fate ties us together but all we do is strangle each other with it. what do you mean this string can only stretch and tangle but never break and yet we keep biting and gnawing on it to try to free ourselves from it anyway.

[michaelnordeman]

Eurasian Red Squirrel/ekorre, Blue Tit/blåmes, Common Chaffinch/bofink and Western Honey Bee/honungsbi. Värmland, Sweden (September 22, 2024).

[bruciemilf]

There’s a lot of reasons to love Jason/Jaime. Main one being: Jason dating a Batman fanboy is INCREDIBLY funny

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 300

Danny squirms and hisses, trying to dig his claws into dark scales as the clouds whistle by. “Wait- Ancients dammit- STOP!” he shrieked, cursing how tiny his own ghost form was compared to his other not-quite-future-self. Wings that could easily dwarf the entire Ops center beat through the air, fast enough to cause his eyes to sting. 

“Dan- bring me back- stop-” he wailed, despite the grip on his scruff not even loosening. Yet the larger dragon didn’t so much as twitch back towards Amity, the city disappearing into the distance like a speck. “We have to go back-” 

The GIW were- were- They had to go back! The portal was gone (exploded, broken and all of Fentonworks a smoldering mess, oh Ancients he’s gonna be sick-), no one could return to the Realms, they were all sitting ducks- 

“Jordan please-” he begged, even though he already knew that between the city, between every other ghost and them, Dan would always choose to keep them safe. But Jazz was hurt, she wasn’t waking up from where she lay limply cradled in Dan’s claws. 

There was so much blood, and he only knew she was still alive from the weak fluttering of her core, growing stronger as her heartbeat faded. She needed help, she needed doctors- he doesn’t know if she would be able to come back, not with how they were leaving the ecto-rich city behind and he didn’t want to lose her- Dan’s blank panic was swamping his own, drowning both of them in the emotion as the dragon tore through the sky. Some part of him knew they couldn’t stay in Amity anymore, but- But Jazz needed help- Danny couldn’t help the tears that dripped from his yes, pretending it was merely the clouds as they flew to places unknown to him.

If you are interested in their designs, here is a link: HERE

Heey mutual @radiance1 Dragon buddy o' mine & @hdgnj u might enjoy

[miellifluous]

Catching the bouquet!

Synopsis: Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding :)

Warning(s)/note(s): fem! reader, characters are aged up

It’s breezy, the crowd is cheering, reflecting the bride’s mood as she turns her back on the crowd from the top of the staircase. Anticipating women gather tightly around you, wishing for the best spot to catch the bouquet. You’re not sure what to do, but the bride throws the bouquet in the air from over her shoulder and you watch the bundle of flowers get bigger as it reaches your hands.

Already planning the wedding, his heart is beating fast and he is biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from grinning anymore than needed. He’s looking at your hands wrapped around the bouquet, then back at your face. He might have whooped a bit. Next thing you know you’re in his arms and he has his forehead pressed against yours. Doesn’t matter if people are watching. In his mind, you’re already dolled up in a wedding gown, ready for him to take you.

Bachira Meguru, Mikage Reo, Naruhaya Asahi, Imamura Yudai

His friends are whistling and nudging him in the ribs and he clicks his tongue at them. His brows are furrowed and he’s doing his best not to betray any emotion. But then his glances at you, clutching your bouquet and wide-eyed and he can’t help it. His face softens, his lips tug upwards involuntarily and the tips of his ears redden because even though he doesn’t believe the myth, you are his and he’d be damned if didn’t get down on one knee soon and sweep you off your feet. Especially when fate is clearly on his side.

Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Chigiri Hyoma

He’s red i’m telling you, avoiding eye contact with anyone, ignoring the comments from his friends and rubbing his nape sheepishly. It’s not that he isn’t happy- if he was courageous enough he’d pick you up and spin you in the air. But he doesn’t want to attract too much attention so he quietly approaches you and takes your hand, planting a chaste kiss on the back before he’s pulling you away from the crowd, the noise, the celebration, bringing you to a quieter place where he can show you what you mean to him.

Isagi Yoichi, Aoshi Tokimitsu

Gives you a lazy grin, hands in the pockets of his pants. He doesn’t care too much for the catch, it’s not some flowers that are gonna tell him whether you two are getting married or not, but he loves the feeling of everyone turning to look at him, then you. They know you’re his, he’s proud of that and to top if off, he brings you in a smothering kiss: nips and tongue and a hand in the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair. You can be mad at him all you want later for his behavior in public, he’ll shut you up with another kiss.

Shidou Ryusei, Michael Kaiser, Karasu Tabito

[freakinator]

pov you are mapicc and just found out zam has scary dog privilege

edit: i forgor clown was actually supposed to be a pitbull i have made a severe lapse in judgement and will reflect on my ways