#honeybeesatwork

[hxrderthansteel]

Sting: "GO SHAKE A LOT OF TREES, HARD!!!" Honey scoots in. "Make sure to have a net ready for those small wasp--" Sting hisses. "NAH, don't bee worrying about this BOZO! He can get em' with his hands!! HAHA!!"

Ta-da! He’s not the best at it, but he loves getting them.

[timeman00a-oilman00b]

"Ah, nothing special~" Sting made his way over to the shorter fella, a bit too close. "You seem like the perfect test subject for my-" He smirks, hands taking hold of Time's sides. "-Tickles!!" Thus, the torture begins.

“Time slow.”

Timeman turned around and watched the almost still Stingman trying to do... whatever he thinks he’s doing. In response, he gets up from his seat and simply pushes the taller one out of his room, then slamming and locking the door as he deactivated the effect. Then he goes back to work.

[dwarfstardroid]

Wasp boy coming up to beat your kitty buns, wyd??

HELP

[cutting-it-up]

"Free hug!" From Honey!

Cut hugs back, smiling and giggling slightly.

“Always a pleasure to “bee” getting some attention from the best buzzy bee around!”

[dpn-datalogs]

"Hydro Look!" Honey points to a display full of Vaporeon plushies. "Aren't they cute?"

“Yeah, they’re pretty adorable alright.” Hydro smiled as he looked to Honey. “But if you ask me, I’m more partial to bug-ty-”

“Glaceon’s cuter.”

“...aight Burrow, guess you’re just gonna come in and start some shit.”

[goodoldstrength]

From out of the skies, Sting Man falls down with style to where Bass is, only to give him a good kick across the ass like a soccer ball.

"Wh-"

Bass got sent flying before landing on his feet and turned at stingman.

"BITCH WHAT IN THE SHIT WAS THAT FOR YA OVER GROWN INSECT?!"

[tomahawk-swing]

honeybeesatwork replied to your photo: It might not be the right time, I might not be...

YOU DREW THIS MASTER PIECE OF ART IN LESS THAN A DAY!? With a detailed well shaded background!? dang please teach me your ways–OOH AND DON’T ME STARTED WITH THEM POSES AND THAT VESPA!! ♥

[[ Oh no not at all, this took an entire week of work x)  I can’t draw for long periods of time in a row, so I had to work on it little by little.  I can’t tell for sure how much time I spent on it, but 10 hours overall sounds like a good estimate.

I hadn’t committed to a drawing that much in a very long while. For some reason, the part I liked drawing the most was the bike (which is indeed a Vespa) x) Thanks a lot for your feedback ♥♥♥  ]]

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Send Me 🌻 and I’ll talk about whatever the heck I want! | ACCEPTING

Okay so right now I’ve got Steam Powered Giraffe’s Mecto Amore stuck in my head, and for the life of me I can’t get it out. It’s the 3rd song of the Mk.III Album, and it’s a bop once the actual music gets started.

[tres-fidelis]

honeybeesatwork replied to your post: guys guys, i had a run in with the demon car. so...

//Lightning McQueen is at it again!

((i hate this...

[birds-of-the-sur]

Sting Man flew over to visit the forest where he had last seen Huitzil Woman. Lucky for him, it didn't take him long to find her, approaching her with caution and tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey Hum Hum, Merry Christmas!!" He hands her a gift, well wrapped with different shades of green paper. After it, he lets out a mischievous chuckle. "Would ya' look at that!?" hums, pointing at the mistletoe hanging from her helmet's beak, taking hold of it to raise it up only to kiss her on the forehead.

Once tap, Yaotl did stiff a bit, clutching of one of her machetes. ��oh it’s jdoo again…Merry Christmas,” Sounding more formal than hostile. At least until she saw the gift. It was pleasant surprise to say the least. Her expression soften as she takes it, giving a small smile. “oh-ehmm Dank jdoo. Dat’s sweet of jdoo,” 

Glancing up, she notice the piece of mistletoe hanging on her beak.  “oh it must have been from earlier, I was taking down de poisonous plant–”

Being suddenly grab by the beak only lead her to bring up her machete towards Sting Man’s Neck. Only stopping once she realize he is just trying to give her a kiss on the forehead. Lowering it after the other lets her go. “I didn’t dink we were dat close too give dat type of greeting. Please keep jdoor hands too jdoor self.”

[timeman00a-oilman00b]

Sting smacks Time Man. "LET HIM FINISH!!!"

“Ack--!”

“How dare you lay a hand on me?! TIME SLOW!”

[ask-the-paranoid-autobot]

Get hug by bee!

Red Alert has now been hugged! Many feelings were being re-familiarized on this night.

[dwarfstardroid]

Frighten bee backs up. "My bad, petting is a no no!" Thinks real and sighs in defeat. "What do cats like?"

not bees 3':<

[foreverlastingpeace]

CONT. FROM HERE

Rock was sure of it. 

His memory banks were perfectly intact; he could pull from the image clearly. The design was slightly modified, but there was no mistaking it-- the robot in front of him was the original schematic of DLN-070, the final product of which was Hornet Man. 

One of the Ninth generation of Robot Masters; one of theirs.

“...Please, answer me one question,” He began slowly, raising a finger in accentuation, “is your designation-- Honey Woman?”

[dpn-datalogs]

@honeybeesatwork

Well, that was a particularly depressing conversation. Hydro had agreed to help that Forecast lady by swimming around an area for her missing brother, but he didn’t have much hope for the guy. Given the details Forecast gave him and Synth, there was little to no chance of Gust still being alive, or even salvageable. It was an all-around dark train of thought running through the fishbot’s head, and he would take any kind of distraction he could get from them.

Speaking of distraction, Hydro looked around the room before checking his phone for the time. He was sure his date would’ve shown up by now, and was starting to get worried that he’d been stood up...

[goodoldstrength]

"HEY!! Merry Christmas ya' HO HO HO!!" Sting threw a well-decorated, squared gift at Bass' face. The throw had the same grace as one of a professional pitcher.

The sound of Bass getting nearly decapitated by the lovely gift was heard followed by the usual swears.

"FUCK YOURSELF YA YELLOW FUCK! THANKS FOR THE GIFT!"