Commission: The Birds and the Beehive
She peeked out from the kitchen, her huge beehive hairdo sticking up from her head and her large, loving eyes locked on her son.
Life on the Farm
A last wave to the hens, and reinhardt was off once more, stopping momentarily to drop off the fresh eggs before heading to the beehive. of course, beehive was a loose term for the building that contained nectar-producing anthros.
Life on the Farm | Entree Sized Commission
A last wave to the hens, and reinhardt was off once more, stopping momentarily to drop off the fresh eggs before heading to the beehive. of course, beehive was a loose term for the building that contained nectar-producing anthros.
Screaming Alice and the Throne of Bone
The most peculiar item of note was a small beehive frame behind twin panes of glass and its plethora of potted exotic flowers dotting the nascent laboratory.
GD: Skyrim Part XVI
Khash didn't like that i set the beehives on fire and refused to talk to me for the rest of the night. i tried to tell her it was part of the job but she wouldn't hear it. she'll get over it. either way, that was one headache out of my way.
Chapter 22: Sweet Nectar
The domes of thatch huts crowded from every corner, and keme swore they looked just like dark brown beehives.
The sights! The sights!
We saw an dun beag, beehive huts, old famine houses, the blasket islands museum... we didn't take the boat out to the blaskets, though we did hike clogher head!
Chronicles of the Tetrad Chaper 6: The Solitary Hive
Clearly this is a bee-tank, a beehive adapted to either protect territory or trade for a living. it seemed to slowly walk toward and then around me, the front always facing my direction.
One Night in the Old Church
Amidst the eclectic ecstasy of mingling, frantic vessels -- sculpted muscle, bone and flesh pooling, caressed by perspiration -- the electric anthem of nerves buzzing akin to angry beehives bulging about sweet nectar centers.
Chapter 26: Not the Last
They stood in the doorways of their towering beehive homes, watching solemnly as matoskah and his friends were slaughtered. all of them seemed unafraid, only grim. keme continued his hunt.
Oh Brother, where art thou?
We stopped off near the old beehives and he sat next to me. i have never been one to sit around, so i stood up and planted one on him. after some rather intense petting (it was for me at twelve, anyway) he stood up and grinned like a mad thing.
Wretched Joe
Within the first month, joe's arm was broken by a fall from the second story of his foster home, his nose bloodied by hooligans that demanded money from him, and a beehive fell on his head, causing wretched joe to swell up red like a tomato.