#bee tw

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[pt: Cakehoneybeena /end pt]

[id: 2 rectangular flags with 9 horizontal stripes. the stripes sizes are 5 thick with a thin stripe between each stripe. in the center of the first flag is the Google birthday cake and honeybee emoji combo sticker. flag colors are in this order from top to bottom: dark grey, orange, yellow, pale yellow, white, pale yellow, yellow, orange, dark grey. /end id]

Cakehoneybeena/Honeybeecakena: a gender connected to the 🎂 (birthday cake) and 🐝 (honeybee) combo emoji sticker.

Etymology: cake, honeybee/honeybee, cake, “na” meaning of or pertaining to

for anon!

@radiomogai , @thecoffeecrew404

you ever make a sim so beautiful you become obsessed with them

im currently playing a good 'ol fashioned legacy challenge with her (empty lot, 1800 simoleons, yknow) and this poor sim has already gone through so much (more below the cut ->- spider/bee/bat tw)

⚠️Warnings: Insects (bees)

Synopsis: You and John are enjoying the summer weather with some summer treats. Short crack fic.

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Flowers lay spread across your yard, beautiful in their chaos. Last fall, you had casually mentioned to John that you wished you had more native wild flowers in your yard, and before you knew it, dozens of piles of dead flowers were strewn everywhere. Luckily, though probably not purposefully, the seeds from the dead flowers had taken and now several dozen types of (living) native plants bloomed wonderfully in your small backyard.

The weather was warm, but not hot, with a pleasant late summer breeze drifting lazily through the air, and you were taking advantage of a rare day off from the gas station by sprawling lazily in a cheap lawn chair. John was sitting on the ground staring at you as usual. He used to stand and stare, but you’d told him that unnerved you, so now he sat down and stared which somehow made you feel less uncomfortable.

You took a sip of your lemonade and crunched on a few stray ice cubes. But when you finished chewing your ice, the crunching noise continued.

CRUNCH crunch crunch…CRUNCH crunch crunch

You looked over at John, who was usually the source of any weird noises around you.

“What the fuck are you eating??”

“…”

He blinked at you, deliberate and out of sync.

“Bees!”

“What.”

“I’m eating bees! They’re very tasty, do you want one?”

“NO I DONT WANT ONE!! WHY are you eating bees?!”

“…they taste good. You should try one! I love love love them. But not as much as I love love love you! Or teeth!” He added the last part as an after thought before snatching another bee out of the air and popping it into his mouth with a loud CRUNCH.

“…”

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