#bayverse bumblebee

[buggythemoth]

why did micheal bay make them look like animals? is he stupid?

[transformers-spike]

Speaking of bumblebee, considering in most iterations that he doesn't have a mouth/its covered, I bet hes a master at fingering/with his hands. Knows exactly what, where and how to touch.

nghhhhhh nice

I think it can be tricky without mass displacement - but rubbing is always an option. Just gotta be careful not to get a UTI from it

[gr3ml1ngu7z]

Practicing my posing with bay bee bc he should get some love ❤️‍🩹

[bumblebeetfa-coolestbotever]

bumblepost #9

from a recent trip. im probably gonna have more bayverse bee posts in bumbleposts, because i have for inexplicable reasons gotten attached to this figure ok. tfa bee fans forgive me

[bumblebeetfa-coolestbotever]

hrngggggggg havent made a new beepost in super long. one to come soon hehehehe.

bayverse bee as compensation (little change of pace herw)

[transformers-spike]

Drawing horses is hell but centaurformers have haunted my brain

-🔧

i am so sorry to have ruined your brain with centaurformers

love the wittle wings at the back, and the extra armor on the legs

[buggythemoth]

i think the idea of transformers being umamusume trainers is really funny to me

[rainy-s-other-corner]

Carrier and sparkling time between Royal and Princely: hide and seek. ❤️

Hehehe! I'm gonna add a little twist to it.

*The scene is set during the Ark’s flight, in a younger Royal's habitation suite. Both he and a very young Princely are hiding beneath a large berth sheet.*

Sparkling Princely: Beep!

Young Royal: *smiles and raises a digit to his dermas* Shhh. Quiet my little sweetspark. Unless you want to be found by Auntie Elita.

Sparkling Princely: *giggles and rubs his helm against Royal’s chin plate.*

Young Royal: *smiles and rubs back* My little bee.

*Door slides open and pedesteps filled the air.*

Bay Elita-One (Queenie): Hello~? Where, oh where are my mechlings~?

Young Royal: *silently chuckles* (Here we go!) *gently shushes Princely*

Sparkling Princely: *places servos over his intake, trying not to giggle*

Queenie: Hmmm. Are you mechlings in the washroom? *opens the washroom door* Hmm. No…not here. How about the study? *opens the study room* Not there.

Young Royal: (Is she toying with-?)

Queenie: Gotcha! *pulls the berthsheet off of Royal and Princely*

Sparkling Princely: *giggles and claps his servos*

Queenie: *giggles* You mechlings were a challenge to find.

Young Royal: *chuckles and pulls Queenie down to his lap* We hid as long as we could.

Queenie: *giggles harder* Optimus!

Sparkling Princely: Beep! *curls up against Queenie*

Queenie: *giggles harder* Bumblebee!

Young Royal: *chuckles and nudges her* You're a natural.

Queenie: *blushes* Oh, come now. I'm just doing what any friend would do.

Young Royal: *smiles, grabbed her hand, intertwined their digits together, and raised it to his dermas to kiss it* You are more than a friend to me.

*Queenie smiled and kissed his cheek plate in return.*

*The scene cuts to current Royal cleaning his sword. Every now and then, he would look up at the unknown territory and just quietly sit there. Waiting. Waiting for a voice. When he didn’t get an answer, he would continue cleaning his sword.*