Bee Anon's Hive

Welcome. I'm a bee.

[apisanonymous]

Welcome to the Blog

Mun is +30, minors respectfully requested not to interact. This is intended to be a brief rundown of the character and an FAQ for interacting. More information can be found here, and a visual reference can be found here. I have two other active RP blogs: @godsinthewater and @yellingmetatron

WHO IS THIS?

This is a nameless anthropomorphic bee (just call him Bee or Drone) i created a long time ago as a joke, and somehow he developed a life of his own. He's functionally immortal and possessed of strange powers relating to apiary products, and has a habit of just kind of showing up in odd places. Part of the appeal of the character to me is the absurdity of him just kind of randomly showing up in odd places; if you're not into that, let me know. If you'd still like to play, we can work something out that's less nonsensical.

WHO WILL YOU PLAY WITH?

Reiterating that I'm not open to playing with minors; there WILL be mature themes on this blog from time to time. Other than that? I'd prefer to only do threads with mutuals, but I'll take asks from anybody.

Do note this is an inherently lighthearted character; not saying we can't do darker stuff, but in general the vibe around here will be kinda silly (not lolrandom, just silly). If that's not something you're interested in, feel free to tell me to buzz off.

ANY CONTENT WARNINGS?

Sexual content may crop up from time to time; the Bee is extremely flirty, and frankly will never turn down any sexual proposition. That said, any explicit content will always be under a cut. Might also be some mild violence-- this boy is durable, and sometimes I like showing that off.

[fallen-guardian]

Andras moans and throbs at the bee's words as well as the vibrations, spilling precum down his lover's throat. "Yeah, that's right." His voice is quiet and a little rougher than normal. "My cumslut." Andras stills for a second, and grabs both of the bee's antennae, basically using them as handles as he begins fucking his face at a much more brutal pace. "I like the thought of...of just using you...when...whenever I want. My own personal cumdump. Fuck... It's what you're...made for, isn't it?"

[apisanonymous]

The bee yelps then keens as Andras uses his antennae, the pleasure-pain making his hips buck involuntarily even has his throat is used to roughly. Every noise he makes vibrates into the isandros's flesh. His hand goes to his tentacle cock, and it winds through his fingers even as he strokes it, honey-sweet seed already making a mess. When Andra's uses the word cumdump, he all but sobs.

"C-call me that again, Andras, Andras please--" the way he's being used, all he can do is desperately suck and use his long tongue to squeeze like a python his wings fan out as his body gets hotter and hotter.

"Am your cumdump, am, say it again, please, use me, made for you, all yours all holes, please--!" he gags a little, through muscles fluttering around Andras's cock almost the same way as his pussy flutters around nothing.

[fallen-guardian]

"It's my birthday, but don't ask me how old I am. Hell, I'm not even sure this really is my birthday, because of different calendars and all that. This just seems right, though."

[apisanonymous]

"Bzz. And I'm just glad to have an extra excuse to give you a bottle of mead, some baklava, and a bunch of kisses~"

[apisanonymous]

"Bzz. The gentleman makes an excellent choice, as always~" the bee hums. Mandibles spread, he kisses his way down Andras's neck, then his chest, occasionally giving a little lick with his long, clever tongue. He's not trying to tease or draw things out; Andras is just kissable.

Soon he's comfortably on his knees, nuzzling Andras's clothed cock before pulling his pants down. The bee shivers, wings rustling, and moans aloud at the sight of Andras's thick cock, and the warmth radiating from it.

"Very needy tonight," he murmurs, resting a hand on it gently. His tongue slips out to taste the already beading pre, and he moans again. "Gonna... be honest with you, Tiger. As soon as I heard you, my very first instinct was to just... get down here." He brings his mouth closer, mandibles spread, soft inner lips barely touching Andras's heated flesh. "Next time I'll just... follow my instincts... bzz..."

And with that, he opens his mouth, shuddering at the familiar and much-loved heat and weight on his tongue. He accepts all of Andras's cock easily, too greedy to have him down his throat to let Andras feed it to him instead. Still, he's ready to do whatever Andras wants-- to take initiative, or simply be used.

[fallen-guardian]

Andras shivers at the kisses and licks, each one making his cock throb. As aroused as he already is, he almost thinks he could cum from that alone.

As the bee sinks to his knees, Andras puts a hand on his head again, idly stroking between the antennae. He closes his eyes and moans loudly as he sinks into the familiar wet heat, resisting the urge to force himself deeper, letting his lover move at his own pace for now.

"Mm, yeah. You should. Any time you need my cock, you should just...fuckin' go for it." He rolls his hips with another moan. "Well, maybe not every time. Otherwise you'd never be doing anything else." He puts both hands on the bee's head, starting with slow thrusts in and out of his throat. He's holding back a lot, but he wants to hear his lover ask to have his throat fucked first.

"Tell me what you want," he growls, gripping an antenna and tugging. "I wanna hear how much you want me to fucking use you. How much you want me to fuck your throat and fill you with my cum."

[apisanonymous]

The bee feels the familiar buzz that comes with Andras fucking him, the delight in how easily and confidently Andras fucks any hole he's offered. His own cock slowly starts to unsheath, twisting and writhing, and the still novel sensation of his pussy getting wet. He whines as Andras grips his antennae, feeling his crotch soaked between the two organs.

"I... I need you to use me," he whines, voice reverberating through his chest, vibration reaching his lover's cock. "Need to be your... t-toy almost as much as your lover, bzz... I think about... about you just not even needing to ask, so much. Just grabbing me and fucking me whenever you wanna spill some seed... barely have to do anything to me and I'm ready anyway. Fuck, Andras, fuck, zzz, use me, fill me, I'm your cumslut, please--"

[apisanonymous]

"Lucky for you that happens to be my specialty," the bee half-chirps, half-purrs. With easy familiarity, his hand goes down to Andras's groin, cupping him boldly.

"Now," he says, nuzzling his lover fondly, "Which of my holes to you think is best suited to solving your problem? Remember, you've got a choice of three now. In any order you want~"

[fallen-guardian]

Andras groans softly and pushes against the bee's hand. "Ah, fuck... The one problem with that...too many choices. I wish I could make copies of myself like you can." He puts a hand on the bee's head, stroking an antenna. "Guess I could start with your mouth."

[apisanonymous]

"Bzz. The gentleman makes an excellent choice, as always~" the bee hums. Mandibles spread, he kisses his way down Andras's neck, then his chest, occasionally giving a little lick with his long, clever tongue. He's not trying to tease or draw things out; Andras is just kissable.

Soon he's comfortably on his knees, nuzzling Andras's clothed cock before pulling his pants down. The bee shivers, wings rustling, and moans aloud at the sight of Andras's thick cock, and the warmth radiating from it.

"Very needy tonight," he murmurs, resting a hand on it gently. His tongue slips out to taste the already beading pre, and he moans again. "Gonna... be honest with you, Tiger. As soon as I heard you, my very first instinct was to just... get down here." He brings his mouth closer, mandibles spread, soft inner lips barely touching Andras's heated flesh. "Next time I'll just... follow my instincts... bzz..."

And with that, he opens his mouth, shuddering at the familiar and much-loved heat and weight on his tongue. He accepts all of Andras's cock easily, too greedy to have him down his throat to let Andras feed it to him instead. Still, he's ready to do whatever Andras wants-- to take initiative, or simply be used.

[fallen-guardian]

"I need...help with something....in my pants..." Fuck he's so fucking horny right now (more then usual)...

[apisanonymous]

"Lucky for you that happens to be my specialty," the bee half-chirps, half-purrs. With easy familiarity, his hand goes down to Andras's groin, cupping him boldly.

"Now," he says, nuzzling his lover fondly, "Which of my holes to you think is best suited to solving your problem? Remember, you've got a choice of three now. In any order you want~"

[apisanonymous]

does it count as imposter syndrome if you have evidence that yes, you are in fact bad at what you want to do?

i have tried for years to be a good writer, and especially one who has fun, interesting ideas. and i'm not. i always fall back into boring, conventional characterization. i don't mean to, but i'm too much of a fucking coward and idiot to produce anything really clever. it's banality all the way down.

i hate being just smart enough to see how stupid i am

[apisanonymous]

"Oh! Oh.... zzzzzzrl..."

Something about seeing a giant, powerful bee lady about to defend the honor of her hive is... very interesting...

[apisanonymous]

The bee feels a lot more nervous than anyone else seems to be about the whole multiple homicide thing... but if everyone else is OK with it, who is he to harsh the vibe? He steps up to the mic, rolls his shoulders, rustles his wings, and clacks his mandibles.

"Bzz. So, uh, hi everybody! This is one of my favs. Thought about getting in a pole for it, 'cause I feel like that's really the best way to sing it, but... well, I'm sure y'all down here have seen a lot more impressive shows. Here goes nothing anyway!"

And the music starts.

Hey handsome, have you got the time? I've been watching you since the moment you arrived A white suit from London, and shoes from Paris Don't'cha wanna spend about an hour with me? The scent and the aroma refuses to breathe It's more like a haze that is trying to succeed It's drawing me in and pulling me to you And every thought I have turns the language blue

All it costs is just a minute now For one dollar you can show me how I'll take your hand and then your worries too In just one dance I'll make your dreams come true Your dreams come true

He might not be on a pole, but even for Hell he can work a mic. He sways and croons, voice silky smooth. Holding the mic stand with two lower hands, he trails his fingers up sensually as with a lover-- and trails his upper hands across himself.

Don't know why you play hard to get I'm here to kiss away any thoughts of your regret The silk tie from Siam shows elegance and class Handsome as the heavens that a film would never cast But underneath the mask I see the skin of a man Smooth and seductive who's really got a plan It's drawing me in, magnetically to you You haven't got forever but I got that too

All it costs is just a minute now For one dollar you can show me how I'll take your hand and then your worries too In just one dance I'll make your dreams come true

Your dreams come true I'll make your dreams come I'll make your dreams come I'll make your dreams come true...

On autopilot, he's shrugged off his tux. His waistcoat remains, tight-fitted against his muscular frame, as he loses himself in the song. His wings flutter invitingly as his voice drops lower.

I'm like the smoke on your fire Smoldering endless desire How long will your flame burn~?

He dips the mic low, spins it, and brings the song to climax

All it costs is just a minute now For one dollar you can show me how I'll take your hand and then your worries too In just one dance I'll make your dreams come true All it costs is just a minute now For one dollar you can show me how I'll take your hand and then your worries too In just one dance I'll make your dreams come true

"Bzz! Thanks everybody! Have fun and use protection!"

And with that, he skips off stage. @qveenofgluttony

[apisanonymous]

The insect had been utterly enamored with the Princess's performance, all but vibrating in place-- and occasionally literally vibrating in place. He resists the sudden impulse to fly up and perch on the statue-- barely. He starts buzzing again, doing his best to control himself.

[apisanonymous]

Trailing in after Tyche and Veles is... a giant anthropomorphic bee. He might be mistaken for a Sinner, but he is decidedly not. He's a fairly strapping figure in a tux carefully tailored for four arms and wings with a black and gold waistcoat. He smells of honey and exudes effervescent interest. He wears no mask-- possibly finding one was too much trouble?

He seems completely unconcerned as his chaperones split up, and eagerly flits about the ballroom.

@qveenofgluttony

[gemscales-and-tea]

“Excuse me, you didn’t happen to order any chocolate, did you?”

Ohh why did she have to get lost? And with a basket of goodies on her arm too!

[apisanonymous]

"Did, actually!" What exactly an insect his apparent size needs with a basket is anyone's guess. He settles down into his flower. "Wasn't expecting delivery by an actual celebrity, though. Bzz. Gotta say, we're all big fans of your work back at the hives. Even though the whole 'take it easy' thing is a hard sell for bees. Bzz."

[fallen-guardian]

(starter based on this headcanon)

It started suddenly. Andras hadn't even been doing anything strenuous when the pain hit him like a freight train--and it felt like he'd been hit by one. It felt like his body was trying to tear itself apart. He immediately dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around himself, groaning and shivering. He knows what it is, it's something that has been happening on occasion for a long time, but it's not always this bad.

[apisanonymous]

"Andras? Andras, what's--" he's sprung into action before he's even finished the sentence, on his knees as well. "Andras, hey, hey..." before he can consider whether it's a good idea, all four hands are on his lover, holding him steady.

[apisanonymous]

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" ((I just need to see how Bee would respond to this!))

"Yepperoni! And I bet the sex would be fascinating."

[apisanonymous]

~@qveenofgluttony

He waggles his antennae. The invitation smells really nice somehow.

[godsinthewater]

"…Tee?"

"Yeah Vee?"

"Understand I am not objecting at all, but… why is there a muscular anthropomorphic bee in the flat?"

Said bee is kicking his legs while sitting on Tyche's absurdly huge mattress.

"Hi!" He chirps. "I like your teeth. Bzz~"

"I'm sure you do," the god says indulgently, showing off those shark-like teeth. Tyche takes a quick sip from her daquiri.

"Well, yanno that ball I did the honor of asking you to? Figured I'd bring him along, and I wanted to set some ground rules and shit. Bringing a mortal to an Infernal function is a big deal," she says, apparently trying to sound severe as she looks him over. He clacks his mandibles and chitters a little.

"Oh you," Veles croons. "All right, sakrovishte, I do understand. But you, what, just found him? We are not going to have to return him somewhere by some time?"

"Nah, nah. He's good all night long."

"Buzzin' straight~" the insect puts in.

"His mom's… kind of a friend? Hard to tell with some of those Queens sometimes, and she's named for a reeeeeallly poisonous flower, too. Well, you know me, I dig the ambiguity. Him and his mom are Beesus worshipers, but she thought it'd be good for him to get to Beelzebub's Ball at least once. You know how some parents send their kids on a tour of Europe? Like that, but Hell. We're supposed to keep him out of trouble, which I do feel like doing. We only need to protect his soul, though, he can just pick up a new body."

Veles rubs his chin thoughtfully. Experimentally, a tendril sprouts from his back, worming its way towards the Bee's face. As soon as it's in range, the god finds the tendril suddenly entwined with the bee's long, amber proboscis. The insect purrs a little.

"Well, no objections from me. Tell me, skapi, have you worn a suit before?"

"Does the tear-away kind count? Bzz."

"All right, yes, we must bring him."

[qveenofgluttony]

Closed mouths don't get fed, open up your jaws

Until there's nothing left at the monster's ball~!

Queen Beelzebub's 603rd annual Masquerade Ball. A winter ball held in the royal palace right in the Gluttony Ring of Hell. Hosted by Princess Beelza aka Bee!

An RP Event (3rd year anniversary!!!) hosted by: @qveenofgluttony/@infernal-feminae

Graphic made by the amazing and talented: @phoenixborn!

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General Info:

Event takes placed from December 13-15th. Starting on Friday evening 6 pm Central Time.

Mutuals and non-mutuals welcome to participate.

RSVP by liking or reblogging this post! This invitation will be sent to your muse(s) for them to respond IC if you want.

Please use the tag Beelzebub's Masquerade Ball for the event.

Look forward to live music performances, contests, and other mini events!

Costumes or formal wear are a must!

Guidelines:

Muses who received a formal invitation are allowed to bring another muse as their plus one.

Since my Beelzebub is now a fandomless OC, both Hellaverse and non-Hellaverse muses are welcome to participate!

My Beelzebub will be disguised as another demon throughout this entire event. Muses are still welcome to interact with her if they wish, but she will take on a form they would not be familiar with.

In addition, her daughter, canon!Bee aka Beelza will be hosting in her place.

This event is not chronologically locked. If you want to continue any threads after the actual event feel free!

I’ll write a drabble/open starter to kick off the event, but if anyone wants to send me an ask or starter beforehand due to time constraints please feel free!

I will be posting throughout the next few weeks to give more info on certain events and gathering participants for the contests as well as posting a schedule outline.

Events:

Costume contest.

Couples dancing 'contest.'

Live performances by Princess Beelza and Verosika Mayday. (I will be using my Verosika muse be default but if any Verosika muns would like their Veros to perform instead, feel free to DM me and let me know ASAP!)

Open Mic.

After dark activities

There is an unofficial game where guests try to guess my Beelzebub's identity by the time the ball ends. Whoever is able to correctly guess first wins a grand reward of their choosing--within reason.

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Any other questions regarding the event my DMs are open!