An ask blog for Yuu Pan himself but as part bee ! replaces Matt in the Paulsworld verse (which belongs to a friend !) Credit to @cloudbergss for my icon! .
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I'm looking back at all this and I'm thoroughly regretting it
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1 - Y
2 - Ryan
3 - Victor
4 - Rice
5 - Alle
6 - Aku
7 - Logan
Tag Your OCs as Game Grump Quotes
“It’s not cheating if you can do it.”
“Sign up now at your local supermarket for the rewards card. It will save you ten percent on FUCKING GODDAMN BULLSHIT, FUCK!”
“At age six, I was born without a face.”
“You can’t open up the story of my life and just go to page 738 and think you know me.”
“You’ve gotta draw the line somewhere, you’ve gotta draw a fucking line in the sand, dude! You gotta make a statement! You gotta look inside yourself and say, “What am I willing to put up with today? NOT FUCKIN’ THIS!””
“Hey guys. I’m Smiling (C/N) Turnip. Telling you to stay in school. Don’t do drugs! Eat your teeth.”
“It’s so easy to make a Halloween costume, all you gotta do is ruin some sheets.”
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I dont know if bubbles has a Tumblr and this still got me in tears
(Bubbles is here , my links are being funny https://www.wattpad.com/user/Bubble-Komet )
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I told the main creator of Paulsworld about changing mark into Yanov and I -
D I D N T E X P E C T H E R T O M A K E M E C R Y -
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Everyone, and I mean everyone who reblogs this before Nov. 5 will get a doodle based off of their blog URL
I’ve seen a lot of these and I want to try it for myself!!
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yanov: "eat my arm ."
yuu: "thats cannibalism ."
Yanov: "I love that."
Yuu: "wow , didnt know you had a cannibalism fetish , you like fucking dead people too ?"
Yanov: "WAIT WHAT"
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Do bees go through heat ?
Yuu: "Well uhm .. No ? Hive Bees reproduce via a queen, im not sure about Solitary Bees though . Ive never experienced a heat before so im not sure. "
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Drone bees dont make honey ; only the female ones do , so that's suspicious .
(*drone bees as in male bees)
yuu: “Okay you guys keep comparing me to hive bee pixies , am not a hive bee ! Am a solitary bee ! So everything is out of wack and I know nothing about us !”
(Not replying in pictures currently due to some problems at home)
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If any y'all have discord and wanna talk about bee yuu (or bees, or aesthetics , who knows) have this
https://discord.gg/R6rJxrq
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mini update
Hey , mod here . I will not be active after my school gets out (3 pm) because im semi grounded! I have my tablet during school but that's about it, afterwards its taken away . I also might not have it at all over he weekend , so I apologize!
- mod ayx
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wAit about that truck thing like - did he live -
Lots of broken bones, but yes.
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OOF YUU JUST DID A BAD -
SO SOMEONE SAID ; "ARENT YOU FRIENDS WITH THAT EMO FUCKFACE ? (yanov)"
AND YUU STRAIGHT UP SAID BACK
"YOURE THE FUCKFACE , HYPOCRITE"
LIKE
EOFODLLAALJ
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Im so sorry if this blog is just a mess of shitposts but I really don't have any other things to do .
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Yuu's a very distracted person . He sees a bee while walking , he runs into a person . He's talking with someone and notices a flower in the background , he won't hear anything the person says . He sees a small animal while walking across the street , he gets hit by a truck.
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Kid bee yuu not being able to grow into his fluff ,, just ,, a ball of strippy fuzz ,,
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The Collective Chaotic Minds : 1 |Yuunov|
Yanov let out a tired sigh .
The sun was shining bright in the man’s eyes through the café window he sat near , distracting him from the book he had clutched in his hands . It was hard enough having the sun attracted to him like a bee to a flower since he wore completely black clothes and had black hair , and now he can’t even enjoy a book .
With a mutter he closed the book and gently placed it on the dark wood table that was in front of him , placing it a bit to the side to avoid placing it on top of his coffee he had . He then propped his elbow on the table and blocked the sun from his eyes as he picked up the cup and took a prolonged drink of the bittersweet content , his rough lips pressed against the rim of the plastic cup .
He then put the drink down again and reached into his pocket , pulling out a list of things he had written to do today .
(X) Get out of bed
(X) Get on clean clothes
(X) Eat something healthy
(X) Brush hair
(X) Head out to get coffee
(-) Read for an hour
() Go to the library
() Get lunch
() Go to the beach and collect sand dollars
() Go home
The list went on explaining what Yanov had to do for dinner and then going to bed ; his usual Monday schedule . He did the same thing every Monday, having printed out identical list for the next of course. He was pretty organized honestly , which seemed to astonish him at times .
Yanov put the list away .
Then he rolled his shoulders back and straightened up , taking his book and putting it in the handbag he had slung over his side . He snatched his coffee afterwards before standing , checking the time on his phone before heading out .
10 : 30 AM.
He had planned to read for thirty more minutes but the sun was too annoying . So he just changed the plan a little so he got home a little earlier , maybe get some more sleep this night . Couldn’t hurt to just get a little bit more of sleep , right ?
Yanov had just been arriving to the library when he heard a quiet ping from his phone , removing it from his bag to check the notifications .
10 : 39 - Hi ! I’m youre new roommate ! I just got to the apartment and started setting up my room !
Yanov paused .
New roommate ? The complex never told him that he was going to have a roommate .
Wait this didn’t work with his schedule , he still had to get lunch and go to the beach and -
10 : 41 - You’re room is nice !
This .. This person .. Was in his room . Yanov didn’t even know who it was, and they were in his room .
Without asking .
Yanov briskly tucked his phone away before dashing for his apartment building, holding onto his unreturned book for dear life . When was he going to find the time to return the book ? He had no free time in his schedules to return it !
Yanov fiddled for his keys in his pocket with shaking hands , unlocking the door before throwing it wide open . Everything seemed to be normal , everything was in there places -
Yanov’s eyes landed on the fallen cactus plant on the floor . Dirt was spilling out onto the once clean carpet and shards of glass stuck up here and there , and the water inside the plant was spilling out.
“Who …” Yanov breathed out , his knuckles turning white as they curled into a fist . “Who did this .”
Yanov hurriedly sweeped up the fallen cactus , trying his best to get it all out of the carpet and thanking himself that it was black in color . He could still feel the dirt underneath his feet - since he took his shoes off - when he walked over it , but he would vacuum after he found out who broke into his house .
He turned the knob on the door to his room and opened it , peeking in . His face turned pale upon what he saw .
A short blonde stood at the foot of Yanov’s bed , and clutched in his hands were the paper lists Yanov had printed to keep his schedules in check . And they were scattered all over his bed .
Horror turned to anger in Yanov’s face .
“Stop it!!” He snapped , storming inside the room and making the small boy quickly look up and squeak . “What are you doing ?!” Yanov snarled , the french man* looming above the other as they shrunk back .
“I - I - I’m sorry !!” The blonde whimpered out , his eyes wide with fear to the man who threatened him .
“Get - ” Yanov snatched the back of his overcoat , lifting him up . “Out .” He then proceeded to drag the other out his bedroom door and throw him down , swiping back his papers when he fell . Yanov then slammed the bedroom door shut , staring at the mess of his bedroom .
This wasn’t going to work at all .
* Im not sure what his ethnic group really is , so I deciphred his last name (Cutajar) from French origins .
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"Do they taste good too ?" "Youre my unfinished buisness ." "I can eat myself !" "Im gonna nibble your tongue mister ." "Ill always be there for you when youre down , Yuu . " "Hurry up I wanna cuddle youuu." "Im kind of afraid to even look at him ."
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