#queen bee rp

[top-shelf-tender]

@queenbeeibee

Beelzebub was in the middle of showing the gambling Overlord her game room, complete with casino classics and board games. Husk was inspecting a section of the room dedicated to video games (none of which he had ever played), when his eyes fell on a rather gaudy contraption. A large screen flashed with neon colors before a platform that held two sets of arrow pads.

“The hell is DDR?” Husk asked.

[defiedfate]

calling out into the void for a tex bc I have a mighty need for valentine's day cuteness with him and bee ❤️

[top-shelf-tender]

The Overlord’s pupils formed a line as thin as his patience for anyone who dared to fuck with his niece.

“That won’t be necessary, Beelzebub,” he assured, flames already licking at the edges of his body, threatening to transform him into something more terrifying.

“If he so much as looks at you the wrong way, I won’t fuckin’ hesitate.”

"I didn't do anything this time! But I was told Michael wants to FUCK ME, in the literal, sexy way, and that's just..."

"So now I'm running away."

@top-shelf-tender c.

[fireworksoverhell]

@the-bee-queen

"there's my niece!" Bee kicked open the hotel doors cheerfully

It was nice to have a visitor who didn't blow up the wall when they arrived. She hadn't expected to see her aunt, but she was absolutely thrilled none the less. "Auntie Bee!!!" Charlie's smile was wide as she ran up to hug the Sin.

[hellsgreatestfashionista]

"whooo velvette! I love your designs sweetheart!"

@the-bee-queen

"Everyone loves my designs, darling. Not to brag but they are impeccable."

[rpicons]

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[heavenly--knight]

"Mikey? Your soo cuute"

@the-bee-queen

Smol Mikey please))

🦢⚔️ "....who are you? Are you..a talking stuffie? Can I pet you?" "Or..are you one of papa creations? A fox thingie? You look sofft.." he immediately hugged your tail

[queen-bee-of-parties]

Bee began frantically hanging decorations. The Halloween party was supposed to start on October first but she had to postpone it since she was still working on her costume. The party goers were supposed to be here any minute. As she put the finishing touches on the house, she looked at her work.

(All of these are from Google)

She sighed in relief as she opened up her doors and adjusted her costume.

[husk-not-whiskers]

"husk I need the best "

@the-bee-queen

“Don’t you got that beelza juice or some shit? Fuck you need my alcohol for?”

Though he still hands her a bottle of whiskey

[collectionoflostsouls]

Starter for @the-bee-queen

Rosie loved a great many things. Her cannibals, the taste of flesh, elegant fashion, enthusiasm, music and dance. She loved the notion of love, and occasionally specific people as well. But none of these loves was quite as juicy, quite as delightful to sink her teeth into, as a good intrigue.

Apart, perhaps, from flesh of course.

She was just putting the finishing touches on her personal take on tiramisu (it was important to soak the lady's fingers in coffee liqueur beforehand), and getting a pot of tea ready even though Bee often brought something stronger to share, when she heard the bell on the shop door ring.

"That you, honey?" She asked, peeking out from the back room with a grin, ready to give her guest a hug and a hand as needed. "How was the trip up from Gluttony? I heah the traffic is always dreadful. It's enough tah make one glad te be confined to one ring."

[top-shelf-tender]

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[slocum-dodson]

Sometimes, I dream that I am a big Queen Bee and I'm responsible for all the honey. If my worker bees don't get the honey they'll die. I'm glutted on Royal jelly and I'm afraid.

[gluttonbee]

As per the norm for every weekend, the residence of the Queen of Gluttony was bursting with noise and life; music pounding every wall and resonating outside to the lawn where countless imps and hellhounds continued to celebrate. The whole area smelled like a candy store, each sense rightfully overwhelmed with sweet and fatty notes, each hall and table beckoning with countless irresistible goodies. If you could possibly crave it, you could find it within those walls.

In the home, atop the disco ball in the room’s center, Bee herself was sat, observing the many subjects of her circle, and their joyous interactions. All was well, no bummers or party fouls to sour the mood; not yet. A toothy grin spread across her lips, teeth glimmering like starlight surrounded by the galaxy of her hair as she rummaged through her pocket and pulled out a small container, popping one of the brightly colored pressed pills on her tongue and swallowing. Nothing was worse than rolling and hitting the come-down before the party was over.

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[top-shelf-tender]

“I am starin’ at the abomination of a word that is FALLENUSSY,” Husk elaborated, cracking his knuckles.

“Who the fuck is sendin’ you this shit?”

@top-shelf-tender said: *stares in concerned uncle*

"Okay, I really hope you're staring at the Angel who fell over and NOT at my crotch, 'cause that'd be a very uncomfortable conversation, Husky." And, uh, she's pretty sure Michael might strong-arm his way into said conversation, and she'd rather he not.

@dick-meister & @cast-you-dxwn ment.

[commissionsdarian]

You.

-JM

Consider it added to the list

[imhayleeabel]