The Honey Pot

Anonymous asked: Who would win in a fight between a unicorn and an octopus? Could you draw what that might look like?

I think, maybe, they are just getting to know each other.

I saw too many cute things on my car ride today. thank goodness it was short. I couldn’t have handled much more.

I saw too many cute things on my car ride today. thank goodness it was short. I couldn’t have handled much more.

Anonymous asked: Poof, you're a dragon now. What kind if dragon are you? What do you hoard?

I’d be jennhoney the enabler…she might be a dragon. She burst into flames a long time ago.

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she hoards mustaches and butts and stories and friendship. playfulness. tourist trinkets.

I’m really behind on my unplannery. and my life.

I’m really behind on my unplannery. and my life.

Hi, my name is Jennifer and I’m addicted to Sexy Dragon books.
—-so many sexy dragon spoilers and a bunch of words that probably won’t make any sense.—-
Zoe is a seamstress in the mid 1700’s and ~the most beautiful dragon of her age~ (they always are) and she has rare powers! (they always do) She hides her powers for years, waiting for her fiance to marry her. If her powers are discovered, she would be taken away from her fiance and married to the most powerful unmarried male drakon in her village, in this case her childhood friend (and soul*spoilers*mate, ladies and dragonladies man, Rhys Langford)  When her fiance (and Rhys) go missing she breaks all of the laws of her people and goes out on her own into the world to find him (them) risking her life over and over again.
Her fiance has pushed back their wedding date FOR YEARS and is so proper he can barely look at her. forget about kissing. just forget about it.
Rhys, her *spoilers* drakon soulmate is a disembodied spirit that only she can see.
for 300 pages (and like 26 years) the most action smart, beautiful, talented, Zoe gets is an ogle from a teenaged Dragon Prince as he takes Zoe to her missing fiance.
someone. please.have. sex. with. Zoe.
sexy dragon lady just wants some touch. and she tries. oh my god does she try. Her fiance is all like, ‘you found me! no. I don’t need rescuing. I’m on a secret mission. here is a peck on the cheek, to keep you, dear girl satisfied for a few years more! now go back home!’
Zoe is like, bitch. I’ll do the secret mission! I AM THE SECRET MISSION!
disembodied drakon soulmate invades the body of Zoe’s fiance to try to ~invade~ the body of Zoe.
not cool dude.
I AM SO FRUSTRATED. I mean. Zoe is so frustrated.
FINALLY. they rescue Zoe’s drakon soulmate’s body&spirit. he’s been tortured and starved for months, frozen in a state between his human and dragon form. weakened. crippled.
something really messed up happens to Zoe’s fiance. I’m not ready to talk about it.
and here is where I need to apologize to all authors. because sometimes I get an idea in my head and nothing you write can change it.

author: allow me a moment to describe our damaged drakon, Lord Rhys Langford…
me: too late. I’m already picturing Voldemort’s last soul fragment WITH a lobster claw.
author: but Jennifer, I didn’t describe anything like that.
me: I know. I’m so sorry.

finally. there is shy. satisfying sex. The Lord is mending and growing in strength. The golden lobster claw is shrinking.

author: JENNIFER, LORD RHYS LANGFORD DOES NOT HAVE A GOLDEN LOBSTER CLAW.

I only have a few pages left and the next (last?) sexy dragon book doesn’t arrive until tomorrow. I don’t know what I’m going to do.

Hi, my name is Jennifer and I’m addicted to Sexy Dragon books.

—-so many sexy dragon spoilers and a bunch of words that probably won’t make any sense.—-

Zoe is a seamstress in the mid 1700’s and ~the most beautiful dragon of her age~ (they always are) and she has rare powers! (they always do) She hides her powers for years, waiting for her fiance to marry her. If her powers are discovered, she would be taken away from her fiance and married to the most powerful unmarried male drakon in her village, in this case her childhood friend (and soul*spoilers*mate, ladies and dragonladies man, Rhys Langford)  When her fiance (and Rhys) go missing she breaks all of the laws of her people and goes out on her own into the world to find him (them) risking her life over and over again.

Her fiance has pushed back their wedding date FOR YEARS and is so proper he can barely look at her. forget about kissing. just forget about it.

Rhys, her *spoilers* drakon soulmate is a disembodied spirit that only she can see.

for 300 pages (and like 26 years) the most action smart, beautiful, talented, Zoe gets is an ogle from a teenaged Dragon Prince as he takes Zoe to her missing fiance.

someone. please.have. sex. with. Zoe.

sexy dragon lady just wants some touch. and she tries. oh my god does she try. Her fiance is all like, ‘you found me! no. I don’t need rescuing. I’m on a secret mission. here is a peck on the cheek, to keep you, dear girl satisfied for a few years more! now go back home!’

Zoe is like, bitch. I’ll do the secret mission! I AM THE SECRET MISSION!

disembodied drakon soulmate invades the body of Zoe’s fiance to try to ~invade~ the body of Zoe.

not cool dude.

I AM SO FRUSTRATED. I mean. Zoe is so frustrated.

FINALLY. they rescue Zoe’s drakon soulmate’s body&spirit. he’s been tortured and starved for months, frozen in a state between his human and dragon form. weakened. crippled.

something really messed up happens to Zoe’s fiance. I’m not ready to talk about it.

and here is where I need to apologize to all authors. because sometimes I get an idea in my head and nothing you write can change it.

author: allow me a moment to describe our damaged drakon, Lord Rhys Langford…

me: too late. I’m already picturing Voldemort’s last soul fragment WITH a lobster claw.

author: but Jennifer, I didn’t describe anything like that.

me: I know. I’m so sorry.

finally. there is shy. satisfying sex. The Lord is mending and growing in strength. The golden lobster claw is shrinking.

author: JENNIFER, LORD RHYS LANGFORD DOES NOT HAVE A GOLDEN LOBSTER CLAW.

I only have a few pages left and the next (last?) sexy dragon book doesn’t arrive until tomorrow. I don’t know what I’m going to do.

I occasionally take, what some might label unseemly, pictures and then make (slightly less unseemly?) drawings from those. I don’t know why I do this. I just do.

Anyway, I’m bringing it up because if I ever cease to exist (which I never plan to do), I’m pretty sure it will be the job of someone here to explain that to my family. HAHA!!!

I know I’m supposed to have a trusted friend just delete everything but, I’ve never liked the idea of obliterating parts of myself and definitely not for the comfort of others.

I’ve just returned from swearing and beating piles of snow down with my yellow shovel. It’s my cardio and my therapy. It’s not the snow I was frustrated with. That was a substantial snowfall we got last night. snow.

I keep forgetting to share this
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HANDLED!
It’s Good Mustache Thursday. I’ll handle the mustaches, you handle something else, and we might just get the hang of Thursday!

I keep forgetting to share this

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HANDLED!

It’s Good Mustache Thursday. I’ll handle the mustaches, you handle something else, and we might just get the hang of Thursday!

just a reminder that Jules killed Eleven with a hair dryer years ago and he was relatively fine after that so…