#//do bees like jazz????

[draco-after-dark]

I think I peaked with this one guys

[acidsplashes]

my friends got me stuff for my birthday and and and

guys they are FRIENDS

ik Shockwave's all no emotion logic logic logic but let me have this like

imagine a tf x pokémon au

Shockwave has a bunch of badass dark types and metal pokémon and whatnot, probably a legendary locked in the basement, all that. he's TERRIFYING

and then there's his Sylveon and his processor cannot figure out for the life of him why the hell it evolved with him and he's hyperfixated on researching in the background

[tending-the-hearth]

idk about y'all but i'm thinking about the bumblebee movie + rise of the beasts might lead into the bayverse movies and how things would shift around.

and how then that means Bumblebee gets captured and tortured twice by sector seven (poor boy 😭😭😭), BUT that also means that i can now think about my favorite what-if scenario with the Diaz brothers:

Kris (who would be about twenty-one by the time the first transformers movie happens in 2007) gets picked up alongside Maggie and Glen, and he also meets Sam and Mikaela. He hears Sam talking about how his car turns into a robot and he's very ?????? because Mirage has been with the Diaz family since '94, and the other Autobots are in hiding.

and maybe Noah at that point is with Lennox and Epps'' team, maybe he's at the Hoover Dam on behalf of G.I. Joe, and they see each other, and both of them get the feeling that something major is happening again. They're walking beside each other, and the second they see Megatron, Noah's already shooting off a message to Mirage, and Kris overhears Sam telling Simmons to release his car, and both brothers hear the name "Bumblebee", and they just fully see red.

and Noah and Kris taking off as soon as Simmons starts walking towards where Bumblebee is being held, and hearing the sounds he's making, and Noah's panicking, because they can't lose Bee again, it almost killed Optimus, and it was probably the worst moment in Noah's life, second only to Mirage dying. Bumblebee's like a second little brother to Noah, he's pretty much Kris' best friend, so the brothers are booking it.

and they stop the Sector 7 people, and Bumblebee wakes up, and he's over the moon, because two out of his three favorite humans are here! And he's back to his bubbly, excited self, and scooping Kris and Noah up because he's not going to let them out of his sight, and the brothers aren't too keen on letting Bee out of their sight either.

and they all reunite with the rest of the Autobots in Mission City, and sure, Wheeljack and Arcee are in Peru, but Mirage is there with Optimus, and the Prime greets Noah and Kris like they're part of his own family (which they pretty much are), and at the end of the battle, Noah and Optimus both give Bumblebee Looks, and the scout knows immediately he's in for two very stern and very upset Big Brother Lectures™️ on the importance of safety and NOT almost dying during every big battle.

[warriors-cat-names-for-your-use]

Beemelody

[ojamayellow]

i feel more comfortable now to discuss my transformers fanon but I don't even have a Proper plot. I only have one human sorted so far. I only really have character personalities, teams and motivations. Only SOME designs.

super important though that there is skystar yuri + divorce.

[sundove88]

Bee Movie (Sundove88’s Version) Casting

Fresh out of college, Wormsworth the Nega Boss finds the prospect of working with honey uninspiring. She flies outside the hive for the first time and talks to a human, breaking a cardinal rule of her species. Wormsworth learns that humans have been stealing and eating honey for centuries, and she realizes that her true calling is to obtain justice for her kind by suing humanity for theft.

Wormsworth as Barry B. Benson (Balan Wonderworld)

Yuri Brand as Vanessa Bloome (Balan Wonderworld)

Meruem as Adam Flayman (Hunter X Hunter)

Mariano Guzman as Ken (Encanto)

President Haltmann as Layton T. Montgomery (Kirby)

Susie as Herself/Layton’s Daughter (Kirby)

Mosquito Girl as Mooseblood (One Punch Man)

Genesects as The Pollen Jocks (Pokemon)

The Radiance as Janet Benson (Hollow Knight)

Psyhco Mantis as Martin Benson (Metal Gear Solid)

Amber Sugar Cookie as Lou Lo Duca (Cookie Run)

Queen Sectonia as Herself/The Queen of New Hive City (Kirby)

Taranza as Bob Bumble (Kirby)

Milky Rose as Jeanette Chung (Yes PreCure 5 GoGo)

Barktholomew as Bee Larry King (Balan Wonderworld)

Bandana Dee as Hector (Kirby)

Royal Queen as Judge Bumbleton (Smile PreCure)

Various Characters as The citizens of NYC and New Hive City

Here’s your hint to the next Casting:

🐀👨‍🍳🇫🇷

[starswallowingsea]

thinking about rinne playing saxophone with the people who record their backing tracks

[rainbowsoda777]

2021

a very old drawing of my favorite bee that I would like to share

[thewingedgoat]

Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz? Ya like jazz?

Okay I’m sorry

Show me who you are coward

[benadrylcandlewhack]

I've never felt more conflicted about a movie than Rise of the Beasts

[hellsbroadcaster]

" just like the olden days , is it not ? " an amused squint of eyes as he moves to stand next to the other overlord. hand is extended , head canting towards him , " wilt thou join me in a dance ? i seem to recall this being thy song. "

         .　　. 　 ˚　. ╳ ⊹ ―   𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐘, and true to Zestial's words ― it did feel like old times. Alastor remembers the nights he would go out, having a drink && a few laughs. The jazz band playing all night and he'd lost count of how many women had asked him for a dance and yet no one ever saw him go home with one. He lived the high life for quite a while, caught in the luxury of it all when he wasn't reminded of his place in the world. However fleeting, Alastor cherished those days. 

                        Alastor hadn't intended on participating much beyond merely gazing out to the crowd for tonight's festivities. It was a calm night &&  was enjoying the devil-may-care chatter and heartfelt waves of laughter. Like a gentle calm before the real misfortune hits. One of his own doing. 

               His crimson eyes close for a brief moment, a gentle smile gracing his features before he meets the Overlord's gaze. ❛ Well come now, I couldn't possibly deprive myself of such a rare opportunity on the dancefloor with one of Hell's finest ~ ❜

                       The radio demon moves to gracefully take the elder's hand, allowing him to lead them off onto the dance floor. The music begins to drown out the rest of the sounds, the chitchat && the sounds of glasses clanking, steps against tile, all languishing as Alastor listens to the song playing. His feet are smooth, having danced this number many times before. 

                   ❛ I was surprised to see you fancy a dance, Zestial. You move with such elevating grace. ❜ Not much was known about Zestial, only that he was greatly feared, and a powerful Overlord. One that Alastor seemed to rather enjoy. He came from a much different time. One, Alastor believe to be far more ancient and likely more cruel. It was an enchanting thing to want to know the things he's seen. Perhaps one day they'd swap stories about the good ol' days. For now though, Alastor is content simply enjoying tonight's dance.  

[naniahi]

I'm so gay that I didn't realize the tall girl who always wears gaudy (/endearing) clothes like a green leather jacket and giant dangly pinecone earrings who also reccommended that I listen to Janelle Monáe's newest album The Age Of Pleasure was

1. A lesbian

And

2. Hitting on me

[choixsimple]

Letterboxd Reviews of Bee Movie That I Cannot Stop Thinking About

[theohnocorral]

Why did you have to remind me of Berry B Bensons existence?

😔sorry. I don't know. I thought it would be funny.

I take it you don't like jazz?

[exodusin]

♱ — 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𖤐 bill cipher x fem!reader, Who Framed Roger Rabbit au, bill cipher is Roger coded and you are the one and only Jessica Rabbit coded, Bill Cipher will be a triangle suck a lemon for those who don’t fuck with triangle bill

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

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There you were, applying the first layers of your makeup, wearing a fluffy white robe to cover your sparkly, seductive red dress, while your hair was held by hair rollers as soft jazz played from your record player. Your assistant knocked on your door. "Mrs. Cipher, you have gifts."

"Bring them in, Stevie. Thank you," you said, your voice dripping with a sultry tone. Your assistant entered and placed the gifts onto your couch. You resumed applying your makeup, but a tag from the gifts caught your eye. You see the 'tag', which turns out to be a card.

"For my dearest, loveliest wife, from your one and only husband, Bill Cipher. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo - flip to the second page for more hugs and kisses, dearest!" you read, a smile spreading across your lips.

You smiled lovingly at the tag and flipped to the second page without leaving out a word or letter. On the next page, there continued to be lots of 'xoxoxo's until you spotted a Polaroid picture of Bill. You saw the picture of Bill blinking, and unexpectedly, he popped out of the picture, floating above you with a mischievous grin.

"Well, well, well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes! Look at you! Looking beautiful as ever, toots!" Your triangle husband praised, doing a little spin in the air. He eagerly grabbed your hand and peppered it with kisses from his eyelid. "Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!" he exclaimed, his voice high-pitched and giddy.

You chuckled, and your eyelids rested unintentionally seductively since you were drawn that way to be unintentionally seductive. "Oh, honey, you flatter me way too much. I'm just wearing a mere robe, and my hair is still in rollers," you said in your natural deep voice. Bill rolled his cat-like pupil eye and scoffed dramatically.

"Nonsense, nonsense! I will love you and spoil you with my affection no matter what, dearest!" Bill declared, swooping down to plant a kisses on your hand. He then snapped his fingers, causing a clone of himself to appear and do the same to your other hand.

You sighed and shivered, feeling goosebumps on your exposed neck as the clone merged back into the original Bill. The yellow triangle then opened one of the boxes he had given you as a gift - it was a pair of sparkly, deep purple gloves.

"A pair of sparkly gloves for my brightest supernova that shines brighter than any other star from all the dimensions I've visited and destroyed," Bill giggled, doing a little jig in the air.

You smiled lovingly at him. You reached for the gloves, but he just pushed your hands away from them with his black fingers, tsking playfully.

"Ah, ah, ah, let me do the honor of putting these gloves on your beautiful hands and arms," he said, snatching up the gloves and carefully sliding them onto your fingers and arms, smoothing out any wrinkles with his extra hands.

With his extra hands, he wanted to do your makeup, gushing the entire time about how lucky he was to have a loving, hot diggity dynamite wife like you. "Oh, you're just the most beautiful and wonderous creature to ever exist, toots! The bee's knees! The cat's meow!" he exclaimed, giggling uncontrollably.

When he finished doing your makeup, he was just giggling at how beautiful you are, floating around you in circles. You looked at the mirror and just dotted a fake mole on your cheek.

"Oh, Billy, honey, you are such an artist," you said seductively, grabbing him and peppering his 'face' or triangle body with kisses, leaving lipstick marks all over him. You finished with one final, lingering smooch on his 'lips', which are his eyelids.

Bill's body jolted like electricity at the kiss, and his top hat let out a train-like whistle at your affection. Once you broke the kisses, Bill was over the moon and couldn't stop giggling, doing loop-de-loops in the air.

As you were going to take off your robe that covers your sparkly red dress and undo the hair rollers, Bill stopped you, claiming he wanted to wowed and surprised once he sees you perform on stage all dolled up.

"See you later, Billy," you said, giving him a coy wink.

He giggled like an idiot, his voice cracking. "See you later, angel lips!" he squeaked, before zipping out of the room in a blur of yellow and black.

[ace-turned-confused]

planted in your garden | joel miller x f!reader

joel masterlist | read on ao3

summary: joel has always shown his love for you through flowers, and now it's your turn to do the same word count: 1k warnings: 18+ only, reader has tattoos & is shorter than joel, joel being soft & lovey-dovey & just the best in general, bit of spiciness at the end a/n: written for @morallyinept's Fauna & Flora Challenge ❤️ not beta’d or any of that jazz, please enjoy :)

If there’s one thing you know about Joel Miller, it’s that he will always find a reason to buy you flowers, no need for a special occasion. It’s been a long hard week and I wanted to get you something, saw these pretty flowers and thought of my pretty girl, got them just because I love you. Whether it’s an entire bouquet or just a few wild stems tied together by a ribbon, you’re sure he’s given you more flowers than you’ve received in your entire life.

It started on your birthday — you told him you hadn’t planned anything because you didn’t want a big fuss and it wasn’t a number worth celebrating, and he insisted on bringing you dinner so you wouldn’t have to spend the evening on your own. Every number is worth celebrating, it means you’ve been around another whole year. You were floored when he showed up on your doorstep, pizza boxes in one hand and a bunch of red and pink tulips in the other.

“Saw the ink on your arm there and just assumed they were your favourite. None of the stores ever have anything fresh or pretty enough, so I just cut these from my back garden.”

Joel Miller. Cut red and pink tulips for you. From his own garden.

You’d only known each other a few weeks at that stage, and he’d been more observant in that short time than any other man you’d met. At first, you didn’t read into it too much, he’s just doing something nice for you. You told yourself it didn’t matter that this ‘something nice’ was the single nicest thing anyone ever did for you.

You ate your takeout pizzas and talked for hours that night, record player on in the background, sharing stories of years gone by and remembering the person you each used to be. A few stray tears even slipped down your cheek at one point — Joel moved to sit close next to and almost on instinct you rested your head on his shoulder. It was oddly comforting knowing just how vulnerable you could be around him. He was a kind soul, a rather rare find in today’s world, and you found it surprisingly easy to open up to him.

You asked him for a hug that night and he wrapped his arms around you, holding you firmly against him, his chin resting on the top of your head and it was the safest you felt in years. Of course, and next time you don’t have to ask. You smiled into him, letting out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. He eventually pulled back to check on you and planted a hand on your waist; he bid you goodnight with a wink, called you sweetheart and went home, leaving you standing like an idiot, mouth hanging open in a daze and still feeling the heat that had radiated off his palm and the grip of his fingers through your shirt on your skin.

‘Sweetheart’ played in your mind over and over for hours, days, weeks after that — soon enough you acknowledged that you weren’t immune to his charms and you’ve never looked back.

The flowers aren’t only for you to enjoy — you noticed early on that Joel takes great pride in his garden. The lawn always mowed, flower beds always with manicured edges, bees and butterflies in abundance. You’ve spent many hours lounging in the sun just admiring him, your book long abandoned — temples and greying curls damp with sweat, t-shirt clinging to his arms and back, gym shorts showing him off deliciously, all while he potters around tending to his garden, refilling a bird bath, touching up the fence and spewing out endless plant facts.

He even expanded the bed of tulips, planting bulbs of different varieties and an array of colours — ones with frilly edges, ones with pointed petals, and even blooms that look almost hand-painted in their beauty. He told you he’d been planning this for months, long before he met you, but you knew that part of him was doing this for you, too.

Late one night he finally told you the red and pink of your birthday flowers represented eternal love and affection, and sheepishly admitted he only remembered that once he’d already knocked on your door. He had hoped you wouldn’t ask him the meanings that night and figured there must’ve been someone looking out for him when you simply accepted them with a dazzling smile and that twinkle in your eyes. He wonders how things might have played out differently if you had asked him that night.

Now it’s Joel’s birthday and you want to do something special for him — so here you are, lying underneath him in a matching set, simple and white and covered in daisies. Propped up by his elbows, he traces over a flower right in the centre of your bra.

“You gonna tell me anything about them?”

“Daisies supposedly represent innocence and purity…” His voice fades off as he trails his fingers featherlight across you, goosebumps rising in his wake. With a faint smile pulling at his lips, he lifts his gaze to look you in the eye. “But something tells me you already knew that.”

He leans to kiss you, tongue licking into your mouth and you feel him pressed against your core, thick and heavy. You spread your legs wider to accommodate him and he grinds his hips into you, your fingers raking through his hair and tugging ever so slightly. He pulls back and starts snaking a hand down between you, now taken by the same applique daisies on your panties.

“Not sure those words apply right now, though,” he whispers to you, knuckles grazing the fabric.

“What, ‘innocence and purity’? You don’t think that’s true about daisies?”

“I ain’t talkin’ bout the daisies, sweetheart.” He smirks at you and you simply grin at him and huff a laugh in response as he shuffles down your body to pull your panties down your legs.

comments & reblogs are hugely appreciated, forehead kisses to all 💜

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