#alacritysparked

[cybertr0nian]

@alacritysparked said: ok but did you mlelelelele

" I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS! IS THAT KISSING?! IF SO OBVIOUSLY!!"

[sixba]

Ooh. Warm. He likes that. He's just going to climb on top of Bee and stay there for a nap.

@alacritysparked

[indomitablespirits]

She WOULD be more marketable if the executive producer had paid more attention to marketing...

.......instead of the How to Train Your Dragon remake.

[helicrazy]

@alacrityabound

Bumblebee will receive a response, a distress comm with a distorted voice and poor connection, there is some static cutting through as he speaks.

:: H- hello?. My n-name is *bzzz* and I'm trapped! :: His voice was full of panic. :: Finally I reached *bzzz* to someone. I'm in need of assistance. I- I *bzzz* send coordinates to my l-location as I can't see any landmarks of w-where I am. :: The connection cuts out for a moment before appearing back.

:: Please! *bzzz* me. ::

[kaoniitegladiator]

“Keep pushing, and you’ll regret it,” said Bumblebee. — @alacritysparked

Megatron barked out a laugh, grip tightening where he held the Scout aloft. Yellow plating creaked under the bite of his claws and his optics blazed bright in the fading light of dusk, fixed on the ever-determined stare of his captive.

“And how—pray tell—do you intend to make me regret it?” he sneered, amused and affronted in equal measure.

[ask-smokescreen]

so ya wanna kiss bee?

Anon-- wait, where's this coming from? I haven't even talked about kissing him recently, have I?

[anotherhumanpet]

"I'm getting two different answers here and I don't like it."

[deceitfulcharmer]

❣ >:3

Send in a ❣ for a random kiss. || not accepting ↳ 5. a neck kiss

⚔—;; The warlord stalked closer to the Autobot with heavy footfalls, backing him up against a rockface; there was nowhere else to go. He saw how door wings flattened against the rough surface, metal scraping unpleasantly.

One servo grasped harshly at the scout's jaw, lifting to bare the column of his throat, holding him in place. Inwardly, he found himself impressed; whoever had dealt with him after that day had done quite the job; from the outside, no one would know what Megatron had taken from him.

He leaned down and pressed his scarred lips over where his own claws had dug in and torn out.

"Perhaps I should finish what I started..." he murmured, allowing the other to feel the graze of teeth as he spoke.