#ask bee🐝

[frogchiro]

Thinking thoughts abt capitanos wifey who knows exactly what she does to childe. She keeps pushing his buttons just to see how long it'll take him to just jump her. All it takes is a well timed pet name, an innocent touch, or the tiniest bit of praise to get him all hard and horny :( Even though he can hardly hide his raging boner he tries anyway, not that it escapes her attention ofc, but he doesn't have to know that. Just capitanos lil wifey who sees exactly what she does to poor childe and hides it under a mask of perfect innocence <3

-🐝

HELLO BEE! long time no see ;; and you're back with some delicious hot things <3

i had actually hinted it in the last works about horny gross childe and i was really curious if anyone noticed it. also i'm very sorry but i might have written a bit too much of my housewifey fantasy into this </3

f!reader, tiny bit of smut but not really? just a few mentions and generally childe being horny, reader is heavily implied to be chubby

the thing is, since you're literally the definition of cute fluffy darling wifey among all these big strong men, a literal lamb among wolves, so people generally either dismiss you or overlook you. sure they respect you as the wife of the general of the snezhnayan army, one of the most terrifying men in the world but you're still viewed as a harmless little thing, too oblivious for her own good.

and well, they're not entirely wrong. sure you're no fighter, you have no combat training in any way; your darling husband promised you on your wedding night as you two lied panting and gasping for air that your soft hands would never have to touch the rough handle of a weapon as long as he was standing, as it was his duty to protect you from any harm.

and yet they all seemed to overlook the little vixen that you are, all seemingly innocent smiles and doe eyed looks; and to be perfectly honest you were all of that. you didn't have a single malicious bone in your body and couldn't bring yourself to cause harm to anything. you liked the domestic feeling of baking and cooking and taking care of the mansion with the help of multiple servants and helpers who became your friends after their initial fear of you dissolved.

unfortunately your loving husband still had his duties and had to attend to them, that led to weeks of being parted from you and out in either the battlefield or on various missions assigned from Her Majesty and in such a big house it could get very lonely, various domestic distractions could distract you only so much...

luckily there still was childe! the cheeky 11th fatui harbinger, your husband's coworker and a royal pain in the ass, capitano's words not yours.

ever since he quite accidentally got introduced to you during a grand ball in zapolyarny palace that you and your husband attended he became a sort of constant in your life and you being basically the same age, plus your fondness for him made it definitely easier for you two to get along very well!

you found the puppy love he had for capitano to be quite adorable, often teasing your husband about his little admirer which the big man shrugged off with a low growl and a shake of his head. but as you spend more and more time together you quickly realized that this puppy love for your husband also extended over to you, and it wasn't a pure puppy love either.

suddenly everything made sense and clicked right into place; all of the fond looks for you two, the red cheeks and constant need to be in your general vicinity now made sense, the lovely ginger was in love with you and your hubby<3

you never brought it up with capitano in fear of what he'd possibly do to ajax and you didn't want to jeopardize your friendship and possibly put him in harms way so you kept that little secret to yourself although you suspected that your man already at least had the general idea of what was going on; maybe he wasn't the most charismatic but he was a clever man.

and well, since capitano wasn't here and wouldn't be for another two weeks, no one said you couldn't have some fun right~? the cold snezhnayan days were so lonely and how could you refuse childe hospitality when he showed up with a grin, covered in snow.

you insisted that he stay for a few days mostly out of worry for the man; his lips already turning blueish from the freezing cold, but a little part of you screamed at you to put your 'knowledge' for a test~

and so you invited childe into your household and let your imagination run a little wild. walking around in those fur-lined robes, they were warm but enticing in a primal kind of way and you could see the ginger man gulp but continue to stare at you as you innocently smiled and poured him more tea, making sure your boobs were perfectly on display for him to see.

also you noticed that calling him various pet names seemed to do the trick too, 'good boy' being his favorite judging by the insistent tent in his pants that he thought you wouldn't notice; if he wore a particular pair of soft pants you swore you could see a tiny wet patch start to form but you shyly averted your gaze.

or your all-time favorite, the 'accidental' touches and brushing up against him as you oh so innocently had to walk past him in the kitchen and it just so happened that your breasts had to be squeezed against his own chest for a second or unfortunately having to slip in front of him to help him with kneading the dough for the cake he was helping you make and grinding your ass against his cock, the feeling of having such a big thing jump to attention just from you lightly grinding up against him giving you a ego boost, only to be amplified by the low growl in his throat and the clenched fists as childe barely contained himself from grabbing you by your full hips and and fucking you right then and there in your kitchen.

you might be all nice and smiles but that doesn't mean you were that oblivious and seeing the ginger be so desperate for you and your dear husband you were sure you were going to have so much fun together <3

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #went a little bit overboard with this #but it's nice to write something a bit longer again <3 #thank you for the motivation bee! <3 #🐝 anon #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #fatui x reader #genshin impact fatui #genshin impact smut #childe x reader #ajax x reader #tartaglia x reader #capitano x reader

[takami-takami]

Just thinking about cuddling…

I think maybe because Keigo didn’t have a lot of positive physical affection when he was younger he has subconsciously grown to crave that, so he becomes a really good cuddler in his sleep. Like he’s always gotta be at least touching some part of you.

You’re cold? Don’t even worry, hands, arms, legs, hell even wings will be all over you.

You’re too hot? Welp, suck it up because this big bird is dead weight when he sleeps and you are just his big squishy sleep stuffy at this point. He’s gonna cuddle you up all night.

And some nights he just always has a hand or foot touching your arm or shoulder or leg or whatever simply because he sleeps better knowing he can feel you.

The moment you aren’t in bed? He’s up. Wide awake and alert, pouting and begging you to come back to bed, dragging you back when you laugh and chide him for trying to sleep in. Laying his full weight on top of you so you can’t sneak out of the bed again.

Cuddling for hours.

Sorry just thinking!!

I hope you feel okay soon!

-🐝anon

This is literally everything. The part about him being a dead weight— he'd be so heavy with his wings, but that's so comforting. Like a weighted blanket.

Thinking about him subconsciously squeezing you in his sleep because that's when he's most uninhibited; and there's that little twinge of "please don't leave" in the way he holds you close, just like how he used to hug his plushies as a kid.

But instead of the undercurrent being "you'll keep me safe", now it's "let me keep you safe."

#bee anon im sniffling #thank you <3 #💌 asks #🐝 anon

[hiding-in-the-vault]

What’s an interest of yours you don’t get to talk about very much? Could be a hobby, a niche piece of media you like, an animal or era of history you're obsessed with. Anything! How did you get into it? What do you like about it?

-🐝

If you asked me this two days ago, I would have said Critical Role or something. But you asked me this today, and I am currently going insane about fish again.

I've talked about my fish hobby here two or three times, but not enough, so now I will subject people to it once more!

LOOK AT THIS

CARPETED PLANTS.

G R A S S

I need this in my life so badly. I tried once before and it failed miserable but now I'm smarter and stronger and wiser and know more about substrate i could do it. i BET I COULD .

Anyway to actually answer your questions, I love freshwater fish and aquascaping! I got into it back in college; one of my friends was always into it via her dad having an aquarium, and she offered go to a pet store with me and get some fish. I had no interest before, but I jumped into it and never went back!

I like it because it feels so much like an art form. Picking the right colored sand to compliment the rocks or wood, and then picking fish that contrast that. All based on whatever best fits the parameters, ofc. Always looking for ways to make it better, more balanced, etc. Every tank is so unique to the owner.

And also the simple joy of keeping something alive and happy :) Learning about different fish breeds personalities and the different ways they interact with me or each other. Its usually very subtle but some breeds are so expressive and I love them <3

#vault asks #vault rambles about fish #🐝 anon #hi bee anon i hope youre doing well!!!! #i could actually go on for ages #i deleted a chunk cuz i started derailing into carpets fkjdh #may or may not drop $100 on new tank stuff soon oops

[miguelhugger2099]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C2il-4sReI6/?igsh=MTR1ZWI5ZzNva243cg==

tell me miguel wouldn’t do this..

I would but then i'd be LYING like he'd def try it too probably on an anniversary or one of those "just because" gifts like bro

His hands would probably be around you as you open the little box, his chin on your shoulder. You admire the gift at first, cooing and awwing at it and Miguel is so happy you like it he starts kissing your jaw and cheek. Until you take a closer look and see the engraving inside and your smile drops. "Miguel..." You draw out his name. You feel him smirk against your neck but his kisses don't stop. "Hm?" He answers innocently. "Something wrong?" "The hell is this?" You try to point it out to him but he's already nibbling your neck. His glances over to see the what it says inside and his smirk grows. "Well, it's true, isn't it?" He murmurs and you scoff. "How about I remind you how well you take me?" but let's be honest i think we'd all wear it w pride hehehe

#conversation w bee🐝 #reminds me of the “eight inches of dick aint enough for you” audio that oscar issac did HAH #wasn't even an ask im just that insane about miguel

[mrghostrat]

HI! I LOVE THE NEW CHAPTERS OF STREAMER AU! There's been a burning question on my mind since then, though.

Do all the demons/council people have fursonas ? Or some kind of wicked animal mascot that accompanies their streaming branding? I can imagine Furfur having a little png sprite of a deer for his conspiracy videos, or a combination of emotes (ex: 🐸🐍🦎🪰) that gives the followers viewing instantly know who's going to be featured in said video.... It's been the source of so much brainrot I just HAD to share this with you

(Also, your bee mascot is fucking adorable. I LOVE them SO much?!!?!!!?!!!)

oh my GOD i can't believe it never once occurred to me that they would be furries because of their demonic animal mascots h tphpftfd i hadn't considered it but fuck that's funny and perfect

and THANK

#ask a rat #am just a little guy #ineffable streamers #a 'bunble' bee #🐰🐝🐀

[gallawitchxx]

caught in the act by gallawitch | rated: M | 2K

Mickey's had a shitty day. The cure? A beer at home with his husband and their teenage kid. But he never expected that his daughter would have a house guest...

a sweet anon popped into my inbox asking "if [i] could write something about if maybe mick and ian had a daughter and one day they left her home alone and came back to her fooling around on the couch with a boy? or a girl." why they think i'm the person to write galladads, i'll never know... but i tried anon! i really tried! especially because my sweet precious goblin king nosho's (@creepkinginc) birthday prompts were: fluff with slice of life. SO. here are some fluffy dads! i love you nosho! i love you anon! xx

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It's been a fucking shitty day.

Mickey throws open the front door with all of the force he can muster, ignoring the flare of pain in his bad shoulder. Stupid thing’s been acting up again since the weather’s turned cold. 

The metal of the doorknob cracks against the plaster of the wall in their entryway, and Ian winces. “Mick—“

“Not now, Ian,” Mickey barks. 

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What he wants to say is, Fuck off, Gallagher, but they’ve spent over two decades together, and can at least be on a first name basis. Plus, he’s been trying to work on his reactions to things. Be less hot-headed and more thoughtful, or whatever the fuck. But he’s almost at the end of his rope, his fuse already lit and rapidly burning down thanks to a frustrating combination of idiot clients and useless new hires. 

It’s days like today that have him wondering why exactly he thought he wanted to run a business. Be somebody’s boss. Be responsible for keeping the lights on and the customers happy. Even though he's been doing this for years, he can't help but think that it was a lot easier when he was running drugs and whores.

Louder, though, and he's become accustomed to the quiet.

He needs a fucking beer. 

Two maybe, he thinks as he toes off his boots. Shoves them in his designated cubby in the hall closet like the little domestic bitch he is. Even steps out of the way so that Ian can come up beside him and drop his own shoes off. 

Mickey’s not mad at him. No reason to be, they don't even work together anymore. Haven't in years. But Ian'd offered to pick him up after his shift at the new hospital downtown, and he'd stepped right into the crosshairs of an already terrible mood. Mickey just needs a minute to unwind.

Before either of them can say anything further, a slight whimper, of all things, wafts towards them.

Mickey cranes his neck to see further into the house, his rage quickly finding a new target. He feels Ian’s chest close to his back, and lifts a finger to his lips.

Other sounds follow—a hitched breath, the shifting of bodies against the soft, leather of their new couch (a splurge purchase made when all kids and dogs had been sufficiently trained up and housebroken), a small, wet pop that makes Mickey's spine curl.

He catches Ian’s curious stare, their shoulders raising as they make their way to the living room. It all feels familiar, yet odd. Been a while since either of them had their shackles up. The Southside even feels somewhat safe these days, thanks to a new generation of kids and a bunch of gentrifying motherfuckers. 

So it comes as a surprise to see someone strange in their house, making slick noises on their furniture, sticking their tongue down their daughter’s—

“Oh, hell no! You gotta be shitting me!” Mickey yells, Ian right at his heels.

The kid leaps to his feet, his shoulder-length hair as disheveled as his button-down; his eyes and his boner bulging in tandem. He looks to Mickey, horror-stricken, then glances at Ian before looking down towards the girl on the couch: sixteen-year-old Josephine Gallagher-Milkovich, bright red hair sprawled out beneath her wide, green eyes.

“Hey Dad…” she says, shrugging just slightly.

Mickey’s blood boils. “Hey Dad?! Jo, what the fuck?”

She scrambles to sit up, grabbing the blanket at the end of the couch to cover herself, despite being fully clothed. 

Thank Christ.

“I think you should probably leave,” Ian chimes in, pulling Mickey’s attention back to the kid wilting silently to his left. “Door’s just that way.”

“That’s a good fucking idea,” Mickey yells. He takes a step forward and crosses his arms, settling into a wide stance. “Better yet, let’s make sure I never see you again. Got it, Pimple Puss?”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir,” the kid mumbles, shoving on his shoes at lightening speed. He stands, looking at them both. “Uh, Sirs.”

“Yeah, yeah, get the fuck outta here!” Mickey reiterates as the kid runs past him. Mickey swings back around towards his daughter, who has dared to stand up while his back was turned. “Not so fast! You better stay right where you are.”

She freezes, her eyes wandering to Ian. The door slams shut behind them, and he jumps a bit. Shrugs. Shakes off her stare. He wants to be the one to come through for her, soften the blow of what’s about to happen, but he can’t. His hands are tied. Instead, he reaches for Mickey’s wrist, turning him slightly. 

Warm green eyes catch his ice-cold stare.

“Mickey, think about this,” he whispers. His gaze is sweet, and he rubs a little circle with his thumb across Mickey’s pulse-point. It’s soothing, and it brings Mickey back into his body for a moment. Back to the present. Back from another day, in another house, when it was them getting caught. 

Fuck, he hadn’t visited that memory in a while. Didn’t even realize he’d slipped there now until Ian’s breath ghosted his temple, his words evoking yet another day with the same captor. The gun in his hand that time. His eyes wild. Mick, pause.

Mickey sniffs. Gives Ian a curt nod, sucking his lip between his teeth, and preparing to face his dumbass daughter again. “Give us a minute?”

Ian squeezes his wrist, “Course.”

Jo opens her mouth in protest, but closes it again off of Ian’s look. She’s sure he’ll have his own shit to say about the state she’s been discovered in—the rules, and the trust that she knows she’s broken—but that’s sure to be a calmer conversation. Less at stake, and everybody knows it.

“Gonna order us a pizza, I’m starving,” Ian calls behind him as he leaves his two most cherished people to hash it out.

It’s instantly uncomfortable. 

Jo picks at the skin on her lip, her ticks always more Mickey than Ian. Nurture kicking nature’s ass. But Mickey’s never been able to hold steady around a Gallagher pout, so when he finally exhales and meets her eyes, he knows he’s full of nothing but hot air.

"I ain't mad," he says, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and pointer finger–a move that absolutely doesn't say everything's cool.

"You're not?" Jo asks, her eyebrows crinkling.

He drops his hands and takes in her expression, now dancing between terrified and confused. Shakes his head and says, ”Course not. I was banging your pops all over this neighborhood way younger than you are now.”

"Ugh, Dad.”

Mickey chuckles, briefly lost again in different, more pleasant memories; of stock rooms and refrigerators. ”Got caught a lot, too.”

Jo’s shocked. ”You did?”

“‘Course we did. We were dumb fucking kids! Got caught by his pervert boss, by fucking Frank... Another time, too…” He shifts his weight, and thumbs at his nose. “Let's just say that if you're gonna follow in our footsteps and fuck around in the open, you're goddamn lucky that it's us walking in that door.”

Jo nods. She doesn’t know the ins and outs of her fathers’s lives before her. Neither of them have spilled all of their secrets, and some things might never be relayed. But she knows enough to know it was way different from how she's grown up, and she knows that she can always ask. They’ll be honest with her. They’ve made a point to share what’s important, and tell it to her straight. 

She’s a good kid. 

They raised her up pretty damn well, despite all of the fear, and the doubts.

Mickey clicks his teeth, making his way to sit beside her on the couch."A guy though? Really? I mean, I get it.” He pops her one on the shoulder, playfully. “But I was always kinda hoping you'd be smarter than me.”

Jo goes beet red, her arms folding cross her chest. "Uh, yeah, about that..." She takes a deep breath and says, “I’m… queer. I think. I like, uh, both. All? People. I like people.”

“Oh,” Mickey says, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead.

“Yeah."

“Cool."

She squints at him. “Cool?”

"Never really liked anyone 'sides that alien-lookin' motherfucker listening in from the kitchen" – there's a rustling from the room in question as Ian backs away from the doorway – "But yeah, that's cool. Thanks for telling me.”

She nods. "Thanks for listening.”

"Look, I may not be the easiest to talk to or the most in touch with my feelings or whatever, but I'm always gonna listen." He puts a tattooed hand on her knee. "I love you, kid.”

"I love you too, Dad.”

He pulls her in, tight to his chest. Her hands ball into little fists against his back as she wraps around him, and he remembers those same fists grabbing tight to his pointer finger the day she came home from the hospital.

A new surge of possessiveness swoops through him. 

"You being safe?”

“Dad…”

He can hear the eye roll, so he pulls back, taking her by the shoulders trying to catch it in action. Knows she’s embarrassed, but he ain’t done yet. Even as a dad, he can be a little shit. 

"I can tell ya about condoms and lube, though that might not be such a thing for you? I don't know fuck all about a woman's body. Already seen way more than I ever wanted to… And it seems like you're past whatever I woulda told you before…"

She shudders at the outpouring of information, but she’s intrigued. "What would you have told me before?”

He settles back on the couch, spreading his legs just slightly, a mischievous smirk on his face. 

"Aight, I got yer cheap birth control right here. Only costs a penny. You put the penny on the inside of your knee—doesn’t matter which—and then you hold it in place with the other knee.”

He demonstrates, closing his knees together and holding it tight, his hands now raised high in the air.

Jo groans, “Oh my god.” 

Ian plops down on the couch next to Mickey, tired of being relegated to the kitchen. ”You’re a dumbass.”

"'Ey, I think it's a great option,” Mickey balks. “Affordable, ya know?”

"You heard?” Jo asks Ian, her cheeks pinking up.

"I heard,” he confirms, his arm stretching past Mickey to tenderly touch her cheek. “We love you.”

“Love you too,” she says. “And I'm being safe… Haven't really done much yet.”

"Take your time,” Ian says simply. “There’s no rush.”

“He’s right,” Mickey adds, “especially because you’ll be grounded for the next month.”

“A month?! For kissing? That’s not fair!” Jo complains.

“Tough.”

“But you said it yourself I’m not doing anything you two weren’t doing!”

“Fine, two weeks,” Ian says, earning him a “yes!” from Jo, and a scowl from his husband.

“Did you even order dinner in there or were you just listening in the whole time?"

Ian flushes. Grumbles something as he pulls out his phone.

“Fucking figures,” Mickey says. Turns back to Jo. “And we’re your parents, kid. Thing’s ain’t always going to be fair. So, fine, two weeks because your old man’s a pushover, but I better not catch you hooking up on my couch again, capisce?”

“Capisce,” she smiles.

Young, bare knuckles bump against older, inked ones.

“Now, I’ve had a crap day. Make yourself useful and get me a beer, would you?”

#nosho nosho nosho i love you #happy birthday my sweet love of loves! #you deserve everything & more & i hope you love these words #i sure do cherish you! #also anon! i hope this does your prompt justice! #thanks for asking me to spread my wings a bit! #shameless #shameless fanfiction #ian x mickey #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #galladads #bee writes 🐝 ✍🏼

[wonderinc-sonic]

Look, I'm juuust going to throw this out there buuut.

When you're 21, you can legally adopt. (US and UK)

You can adopt a child between the ages of 0-18. (US and UK)

It actually common for orphan kids to adopt their siblings once the oldest reaches 21 to avoid separation if the age gap permits it.

Vectors is 20 which means he's only 1 year away from 21, legally able to adopt.

In 1 year, Espio will be 17 and Charmy will be 7 which makes them both still in the legally adoptable age bracket.

You picking up what I'm throwing down?

Absolutely I am, but I propose this could have already happened, because this is Mobius where you seem to have no more schooling and be able to live independently as an adult from like 15.

If Vector's last cited canon age is 20, then at 16 he could have adopted a 12 year old Espio and like 4 year old Charmy, which sounds like hell but also extremely accurate. No wonder their finances are in shambles, it's a miracle their lives held together!

To be clear, I don't think anyones policing adoption in Mobius, there seems to be way too many kids knocking around without guardians for anyone to keep track. But I think Vector wants to make it official that these ones are his!

#team chaotix #wonderincs #vector the crocodile #charmy bee #espio the chameleon #anon #thanks for the ask!🐊🦎🐝 #sonic headcanons

[stood-onthecliffside]

boop <3

#*ask #bee 🐝

[soulless-prince]

cute ,,, ??????? what does that mean. flowey what do you mean.

-🐝

* ;]

#🌼 #* floweys yapping #flowey #flowey the flower #undertale #❤ ask #🤍 anon ask #🐝 bee anon

[snake-drinking-gif-every-day]

Your blog makes me smile literally every time I see that lil guy. Thank u

aw 🥺 thank U for saying! thats what im here for 😌

#this ask is [redacted] old #like i have no idea hwhdjdks im SO sorry #r.e. other asks i have some new ones and several old ones bcos like i forgor many many times to answer so #will get to it! hopefully soon but im a busy bee 🐝 #asks #anonymous

[swaggypsyduck]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT81Uc6vV/

Horrible anons ruined things for me. Now I can’t leave gifts in secret

yah anons go apologize bc u ruined mrs bs anon game

HFNAJDNS ALSO BONO IS SO FUNNY 😭😭

#god he sounds so casaoui #like ik ive said it before #but like he's like rllyyyyyy casaoui uk??? #yassine bono #morocco nt #asks #moots🫶🏼 #mrs bee🐝

[send-me-a-puffalope]

Honestly I have refused to watch Dead of Summer bc *spoiler* I know that Amy d words and I can't bear the thought of watching another Elizabeth character dword but she looks so hot covered in blood, I'm conflicted

-🐝

OKAY SO. yes, she does. BUT YOU CAN JUST LIKE. STOP WATCHING. OR NOT WATCH EPISODE 10. BUT LIKE EPISODE 10 AMY IS ALSO REALLY HOT.

imo it’s so worth it even tho she dies 😭😭😭 she was hot and sexy and didn’t do anything wrong ever *glances over my shoulder nervously* for many many episodes before her death. and it’s so tragic because do i think amy should’ve lived?? absofruitly. but also i did kinda get attached to some of the other characters too so i’m kinda glad they got to live? but i would still absolutely trade them for amy.

#me trying to be as vague as possible cause idk just how much of the plot you know bee #ask!!! #🐝 anon

[takami-takami]

Hear me out.

Yes Hawks has a kitten sneeze. But Keigo sneezes like a truck exploding.

In interviews and in public, if Hawks sneezes it’s the softest little sound you’ve ever heard, I mean like stereotypical anime girl sneeze, a little “achu”.

But Keigo alone, or with his partner, he sounds like a bomb going off.

Like there’s a whole wind up before it too.

“AHHHHHH…sorry I thought I was gonna sn-ACHKCHOO”

Anywayyysss

-🐝anon

Can you tell I have no social life??

WAIT WAIT WAIT YOURE COOKING

Okay okay this is the one ^^^^. Like when he lets his guard down this man sneezes like he's possessed, like his whole body is yanked with it. Obnoxiously sniffles into the back of his hand after, too.

Now I'm visualizing him sneezing painfully with his mouth closed while he's eating. Does that ever happen to yall too?

#its okay bee i have no social life either we can be friends. holding your hand #💌 asks #🐝 anon

[oikasugayama]

You should know that the only reason I even open tumblr anymore is to check if you posted ☺️ (srsly when I was in the hospital awhile ago I spent most my time stalking your acc)

You’re so silly and I absolutely live for it.

-🐝 Anon

OMG YOU'RE SO SWEET 😭😭 I hope you're alright and your hospital stay wasn't for anything too bad!!

I am Chronically silly. I was diagnosed with Unserious many years ago 😔

#ask answered #🐝 anon #did i know i have a bee anon???..... hi bee anon!!

[miguelhugger2099]

Are you still doing little Miguel series? I love it so much 😭😭😭

yes! i am haha im just working on requests at the moment im so sorry 😭

once i get a few out the way i'll be working on: little miguel, big miguel and a knight's oath next chapters

thank u for being interested in my series <3

#conversation w bee🐝 #crying tears of joy that someone is even asking about it </3

[straykeedz]

🧃 sorella mia in cristo mi faccio i fatti tuoi

ci ho pensato un po’ troppo forse BUT

something i actually never shared on here is that when i opened my blog back in august i received my first anon hate ask and i actually thought about deleting my blog and giving up on posting fanfics online 🥹 i’d just posted a request fic and somebody sent me two asks actually (i believe they were from the same person) about how that fic made no sense and was disgusting (they used this exact word) and it made me so sad i actually made that post private for a while. so i though “oh… i might just give up on writing, maybe this blog was a stupid idea”

but this is my life motto so here i am nearly 8 months later eheh

#ask game! #tmi? #spill the tea with bee 🐝 #📨: facioleeknow