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#Connected Bee
sc-02 · 1 year
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Here’s an unfinished draft of my “Connected Bee” AU on Wattpad
Aftermath
"Wu...Wah?" The scout grumbles were repeated as he looked around. All he remembered was his vision becoming blurry and then blacking out.
He was in some sort of cave, The clear water beneath him splashed and rippled with almost every step he took. The cavern wasn't surprisingly dark; as if the water was giving the ignite it needed. There was then ember-stone in the middle of the green bath on a small rocky stand. The rocks and boulders were shining a dim indigo while still remaining a dark color.
Bumblebee was confused. The ember-stone went missing, Didn't Mo loose it while almost getting eliminated? He shook his head; trying to wash away the dark memory that almost flooded his processors. He takes a step closer to ore then a rope—no, whip— took hold of his right servo, grasping around his arm. It felt tight as the whip tugged him closer to have physical contact with the stone. The water ignited brighter then before as cybertronian text as tall as pillars swarmed around him. He almost panicked when he felt something weird overcome his servo.
"What- The frag??" He almost shrieked.
Then the tugging when away only when he made contact with the stone, his servo began feeling weird and toxic. His circuits blazed up. A greenish-lime colored goop whipped from his contact when he yanked his limb away. Green patterned lines rolled up to his shoulder-blade, while making his remaining piece of proto-form turn silver and his yellow coloring turned pure white like a proto-form's. His obsidian stripe became quite a light dim blue. Jeez! Is this how the kids felt for the first time?!
+—~—~—+
"Hey, uh- is that the effect of Cybertronians having low energon?" Thrash added in midst of the conversation. He was making sure his mentor doesn't fall while they're on the highway. He doesn't transform, instead goes up to the scout's servo where he mentioned. He remembers reading the historical books and novels his older siblings gave him and Twitch when they were still in hiding from their own parents. He does not remember this happening.
"Hm?" Mo peeks out of the G.H.O.S.T van's window to find a white servo hanging in her face. The child was confused, This wasn't showed in history her father taught nor in the novels and children's literature. The young girl was worried that the drained energon might have the teacher's colors slowly draining to grey. "We should almost be home, by now" She twists the subject around and faces the front row.
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The ranger steps down the stairs to find a certain mentor and students all piled up in a corner of the base. The mentor was packed in between them.
Twitch was on top of his servo; snuggling it while Thrash is recharging while nuzzling the scout's neck-cabling. Jawbreaker was in the tutor's servos hugging that same servo. Nightshade was in the corner hugging a science ficton novel like it's a plushie. Hashtag was nowhere to be seen but her pedes were sticking out slightly out of a wall. Mo and Robby were on the couch by the left napping in their pajamas while sharing a blanket. Almost all of them was either lightly snoring or just staying quiet. She was half surprised that the scout's snores would be so silent.
The former lieutenant smiles at the wholesome sight. Seeing a friend of hers coming back just to comfort or have a fun sleepover with her kids. But one thing that slightly concerned her was that... The scout's right servo was white with a dim sky-blue stripe instead of the usual golden yellow base and ebony stripe. His piece of proto-form was a glossy silver coloring instead of the obsidian black and sticky dark pink from war. She sighs; thinking a bucket of white paint just spilled over him and dried out. Who knows? She was mostly concerned and worried about the broken plating on the servo which had particles of energon spatters over instead of the left one. It was possible that he came out of a fight or something that crawled out of the woods.
It's a Saturday anyway, Dorothy was glad about that. She doesn't want to wake up to her children being so grumpy or stubborn about going to school again. The former lieutenant absentmindedly took a look at the energon cable hitched up one of the scout's servo. The ranger steps up the copper stairways and goes to the HQ; Global Hazard Ordinance Strike, Or known as G.H.O.S.T
+—~11:00 PM~—+
"Agh~" The scout yawned. He grimaced; feeling a cable hitched on his chest. He was about to erect himself until he felt self-conscious about something on top of him. He didn't dare to move, seeing one of his own student laying on his left servo made him think another was cuddling his other. The mentor scans the room to find anyone. Of course he did. Hashtag and the two older siblings. At least they were safe.
The teacher laid still, restraining to make a single pitch.. He knew that it wouldn't wake them that easily but it's been a long time since he has felt comfort. Ever since Breakdown had gotten caught, He has never felt one bit of comfort from anything at all. Sure, he can go to Optimus for comfort or Megatron for therapy but he can't go to either of the older bots without being seen on the cameras. Hashtag can be a help but he can't risk his student getting injured , or worse; captured.
A small breathy yawn was heard on his right audio processor snapped him out of his processor. He grins a little but still hesitates to move. His optic-lids fell halfway and peeks over to the source of the sound; Twitch.
Her golden-yellow acidic ailerons fluttered as the juvenile lets go of the white and cerulean servo. The drone stretches her limbs, The joints made a teeny creaking sound. The young leader huffed as she drops her red pedes down, not realizing she would slip. The mentor almost panicked to only commemorate that the student had thrusters and can just hover over the group. He shuts his optics absentmindedly and relaxes. Then somehow slips back to recharge.
The drone tensed and hovers over the crew. She deactivates her thrusters; making her pedes thud on the floor. The leader jaunts up to her mentor. She pats on her younger brother's head. Then lightly taps on Thrash's shoulder. Both of the two younglings slowly woke up. Their blue optics lazily fluttered. Thrash gave out a quick yawn as his servos stretched up, aware that his teacher was their behind him. Jawbreaker snuffs out a drowse and slackly gets on his aft while crisscrossing his pedes. Both had their optics were halfway downwards; still a bit tired from last night's incident.
A small 'mh' was heard from Bumblebee. The three students backs away a little. The 'rogue' scout grumbled, his left servo rose to rub his sky-blue optic. His dim optics leisurely flickered. He strained just as he sat on his aft.
   Twitch automatically stepped to his side.
   "Bee, You alright?" She was worried that the scout would have the same reaction like she and her brother had before; going frenzy and almost logging off into the Allspark. Her palm rested on the bigger forge’s kneecap armory. Her sunset optics trembled with bits of concern and worry.
    The 'rogue' scout optics were dimmed, His pupil was a subdued powdered azure instead of the usual bursting ivory of confidence. Bumblebee grimaced, feeling a sharp stab of uncomfortableness in his helm. He rubs the side of his helm, ending up rubbing one of the horns; just feeling a tiny piece loose made him wince. Even the fit of coughing made the Terran’s fill with concern.
Next: https://www.tumblr.com/shane0-2/714669891086630912/sage
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jamiethebee · 18 days
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Hey what about Danny and Constantine are related but on Jack's side they're cousins by marriage or something (I'm not sure whether the fentonnightingales are paternal or maternal but assuming paternal) through his mother, whose sister lives in England (idk enough about Constantine's family to make this canon compliant)
Danny hasn't heard about Constantine much but once the Danny Jack Constantine relation reveal happens I want there to be shenanigans, including but not limited to Justice League misunderstandings
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vonlipvig · 26 days
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wordle: my wife of many, many years. simple, but reliable. knows that no matter what, i always come back to her.
connections: my mistress, exciting and unforgettable. a definite thrill, but puzzling, keeps playing with my head.
mini crossword: the woman i see on the train every day, our eyes meeting before she disembarks. alluring and promising, but fleeting.
strands: coworker i fuck in the storeroom, only to regret it later. weird, probably drunk. very flexible.
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onewingedsparrow · 7 months
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*screams incoherently because Parallels™️
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thequibblingking13 · 6 months
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Im connecting dots here. Ik is probably very obvious but Chirithy, a dream eater, ushering you into the next life in KHUX and then arriving to the station of awakening in the Drop pose is so fucking clever.
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mydeadgaywizards · 1 month
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rip remus lupin you would have loved all the nyt games
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bigbrainbiology · 11 months
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Sksw Zelda in a Zonai style! <3
Inspired by this post by @melonsap ^v^
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bulldog-butch · 16 days
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be honest, are you guys into butches who get really into playing nyt puzzles?
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theminecraftbee · 2 years
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Ren is sitting on the balcony of his seat in the crastle. His legs are hanging over the ledge, kicking down over the shopping district. It’s five am, but he’s still wearing sunglasses; that’s there dog-turned-king, Bdubs thinks, as he goes to try to figure out why on earth he’s awake so early and sitting so precariously. He never knows when a Hotguy might show up, after all, and bam! Embarrassing death message of the balcony. Or, er. When a very, very helpful advisor might sneak up on him and shove. Just a little! A friendly amount.
Ren suddenly turns to look at him and Bdubs tries to look innocent. “Hello, My King!” Bdubs says. “You’re up early today.”
“Hm,” Ren says, and he looks back out over the balcony. Bdubs squints over the shopping district, and... nope, still just a shopping district, best he can tell. Joe’s terrifying squid device is still flinging squids. Impulse’s unnecessarily massive shop is still massive. His and Scar’s beautiful shops on the street are still both beautiful and not like Aquetown. It’s the Season Nine shopping district, and it’s quiet, because it is early and the smart Hermits are asleep.
Bdubs should be asleep. He’s not, though, and when he saw Ren was awake -
“Looking out over your kingdom?” he asks.
“Mmm, yes,” Ren says. “I had a dream last night.”
“Oh? Is it of your brilliant, unimpeachable plans for the server? ‘Cause Ren, I’ve gotta say -”
“It was a strange dream,” Ren continues before Bdubs can continue speaking, and ah. There’s something odd in Ren’s voice. Bdubs quiets to let Ren talk. “I was cold - that’s one of the things I remember best. I was cold, and there was - it was blood in my eyes, and it stung, and I could barely see, because my eyes stung so badly with the blood in them.”
“Uh, well,” Bdubs says, because he has no idea what to say to something like that.
“Naturally, I panicked, and tried to figure out where it was coming from. Finally, I knocked a crown off my head, and it was covered in blood, too, and was so sharp on the top I cut myself on it. And as I was holding it in my hands, a voice like mine asked: do I know how heavy the crown is? And I couldn’t answer. I don’t know why, Bdubs, I couldn’t answer. And the voice, it asked: am I prepared to lose what only a king can lose? And I couldn’t answer that, either, and before I could figure out why I didn’t have any voice, I woke up.”
“Geez,” Bdubs says. “That’s some nightmare.”
“I know, right? Like, dude, not every crown has to be bloody,” Ren says, briefly animated, but something in him knocks him more subdued again. “Or. I think so. I just keep on thinking about how I couldn’t answer.”
“I know how I would answer,” Bdubs says boldly.
“Of course, of course,” Ren says.
“Weird freaking nightmare,” Bdubs says.
“Weird freaking nightmare,” Ren agrees. “Weird... say, Bdubs. If we were to have to fight for this. If we were - if it were less obvious to the other Hermits my fitness to be in charge of their diamonds...”
“Of course I would be by your side,” Bdubs says vehemently. “That’s how the Crastle works! I built it to protect you, you know.”
“Is it?” Ren says.
“Yep! As the local kingmaker, only I get to say who can be king, so if there were ever rebellion against you, I promise - my - I mean our power is secure!”
Ren laughs, and it’s a full-bellied thing. “Very well, Sir Bdubs. I apologize for troubling you. It’s earlier than you’d usually be awake, after all.”
“Oh, I don’t mind. I was awake anyway,” Bdubs says.
“What for?” Ren asks.
“Well, y’see, I had a dream too! It was super weird, except it sounds way less weird than yours. All I dreamed was that I came back to the crastle, but it was empty, no matter how hard I looked. And I got real scared, so I woke up! But it’s not empty, so I’m fine now.”
Ren smiles at Bdubs. “What for all of our nightmares to be so simply resolved as yours,” he says.
“Oh yeah,” Bdubs says. “Simply resolved. But, uh, say. Do you wanna watch the sunrise over the shopping district anyway? I don’t do naps so good, so I’m not going back to bed anytime soon.”
“Of course, my dude,” says Ren, and he pats a place on the balcony next to him. Bdubs sits down. He keeps on looking at Ren, though, and thinking about how people can vanish without you knowing it. Ugh. Stupid nightmares. It’s another beautiful day, after all, and Bdubs has power to deal in.
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mystery-star · 4 months
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More memes for you, dear Aubreyad fans!
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erros429 · 1 year
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something something jaune’s using pyrrha’s sash for his hair something something yang is wearing a purple hair tie something something
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sc-02 · 1 year
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*Insert something Cybertronians were never supposed to know about the human body on a comm link he never was aware had*
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captainsaltypear · 2 years
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i know we’re still out here yelling about the yancy and wilford cameos but LOOK AT THE BEE PIN ON MICK’S CHARACTER’S OUFITS
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rozecrest · 11 months
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thinking about brnine and gucci’s partizan baggage is so fascinating. brnine’s call sign was markup bc they overcharged repairs on gucci’s secret rebel force. gucci sent brnine flowers in prison. brnine’s never spoken love died killing the mother of gucci’s childhood friend that she’s been orbiting her entire life. gucci naming the other factions of the cause in thematic relation to the blue channel. one really gets me… gucci was in fort icebreaker. she saw brnine and valence together; she knew brnine was their fervent campaign manager and valence got them that space ship. did she ever realize what was between them? did she know that the blue channel meant more than just a way to travel and brnine couldn’t have stood for it being renamed? there’s so much to read into here……..
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suguwu · 11 hours
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thinking hard about touch-averse aventurine
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itsbrucey · 5 months
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HI BESTIE GUESS WHAT I JUST FINISHED WATCHING (IT WAS BIGTOP BURGER OF COURSE IT WAS BIGTOP BURGER HOLY SHIT WHY THE FUCK DID I NOT TRY TO GET INTO THIS SOONER HOLY SHIT)
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My brain chemistry was rewritten 3 years ago and I’m glad to have ruined yours as well. Lets spread this disease……together.
NO BUT FR?? IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT. PLEASE ALSO TELL ME ALL YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT ( and also hey. Bigtop burger DnDads au?? You in? /hj)
I haven’t seen the newest S2 upload which I know has new content and I’m just. So. Over the moon. And also scared bc whenever I talk about Bigtop Burger there always seems to be new content drops??? Ian Worthikids is watching me and takes pleasure in my torment.
THIS IS ALSO ANOTHER CHANCE FOR ME TO GRAB YOU. AND EVERYONE ELSE TO SAY. PLEASE LISTEN TO THE FULL MUSIC IN THE SHOW AND WORTHIKIDS’ OTHER STUFF. HES AN INSANELY TALENTED MUSICIAN AND ANIMATOR AND I THINK BIGTOP BURGER WOULDNT BE HALF THE SHOW IT IS WITHOUT THE LOVINGLY MADE SOUNDTRACK. FRIENDS IN LOW PLACES JUST GOT A REPRISE AND IT FUCKS SO HARD. THANK YOU EVERYBODY, GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!!!
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