#purple bumblebee..

[gurrl2000]

All-spark

#May or may not be just one short depending on my fmp

Summary-

It was a simple mission really, Bumblebee just had to deliver the all-spark to the others. Simple.

What could go wrong?…

Basically Cyberverse Bumblebee fuses with the all-spark

(Also sorry if this is rushed I just had to get this idea down as soon as possible before I go to bed-)

Bumblebee quickly drives through the narrow broken down streets of cybertorn, the all-spark protected in his car mode seats. He was careful as he drives around, hearing Grimlock voice in his comm, “Conformed, bumblebee has the package and is on route”

Bumblebee tries to focus more on driving rather than listening to his comrades voice, being careful as he drives on the bridge. It’s was covered with destroyed metal plates from building that once stood tall, and it was on the verge of collapse. Or well that’s what bumblebee is thinking as he drives down-not wanting to cause anymore accidents now.

Not when he literally is holding the all-spark in his servos.

Just as bumblebee finally gets off the drive and is welcomed by a tunnel, for the last time he hears his comrades voice, before everything goes wrong.

“Bee, bring it home.”

A small glow within the aultobots car-mod begins to quickly shine-so small that at first bumblebee didn’t notice. How could he? When he’s literally trying to take the damn thing home?

Until bumblebee hears quiet whispering from within his car-mod at first he assumed it was just we’ll probably just the wind, or maybe his comm was glitching again. He didn’t think for the spark of him that it could be the all-spark…

“Bumblebee…”

He hears his name being called. That’s when he decides to check it out. No-he needs to check-

Once he crosses another bridge that headed straight down he de-transforms into his bot form. He quickly grabs hold of the all-spark not wanting to break it or heck anything to it!-

He studies it for a few seconds holding the stance object close to faceplate, he looks it over, making sure nothing was wrong-or well more like trying to convince himself nothing was wrong. He and the others can’t afford this to go wrong-he can’t afford this mission to go wrong.

Then its glows again-bumblebee wanted to be startled-he was startled. But yet-he didn’t physically react.

The edges of the all-spark begins to glow a sky blue colour the same as his optics, the blue over shining the nature brownish colour of it. It spreads around quickly. So quickly bumblebee didn’t even have time to process it before he finds himself…in a trance-his mind becomes hyper focused on the all-spark not reacting to anything that’s happening around him…or to him.

The all-spark glow spreads to bumblebee. A blue glow spreads through out the outlines his body. Starting from his servos-and within seconds spreading all over his body-his chest-helmet-door wings even!-

Yet bumblebee didn’t react..at all…

As soon as it spreads down to his feet-it starts to spread even further then bumblebee body-moving onto the ground and walks itself. a small bright blue lines quickly spread all around bumblebee-

“Bumblebee…” it’s says to him…the all-spark called his name…and bumblebee soon found himself becoming lost to the world around him. He can hear a distant calling in his comm-the familiar voice of his comrade.

“Bumblebee!-you’re late-“

It cuts off as bumblebee feels himself being lifted up from the ground. The all-spark tucked comfortably in his arms-his optics widened a little as floats a few inches in the air.

He’s unable to focus on anything now-his mind anywhere but here-he can feel his servos getting…hotter-his body begins to feel like it’s on fire-

His body quickly begins to burn-he feels like he’s being burned alive-his chest being the worst-feels his servos losing its hold on the all-spark-but-they don’t let go. His servos are practically stuck to the spark.

He feels his processor beginning to over heat-his processor tries to shut down but it gets rejected-he hears the all-spark whispers in his audios-he can’t make out what there saying-it all sounds like different voices all fighting against each other to speak-it gets louder and louder before-

“BUMBLEBEE!”

It’s screams again -bumblebee processors attempts once again to shuts him offline only to be rejected-then-

A bright blue light shines throughout cybertron. So so bright you can see it from the other side of the planet. Bumblebee is blinded by it… he feels the all-spark disappearing from his hands-he goes into a short re-charge before he can feel what happens next.

His body falls back to the ground. Landing softly on his feet…No all-spark in sight as the bright light disappears with the all-spark. And bumblebee yellow and black paint job.

Leaving behind, purple.

[freivainilla]

AHHHH ONE PIXEL OF DRATCHET IN SHATTERED GLASS

[rabotimagines]

I come here to offer an idea

Imagine being an older con, and you call one of them a good boy with a caress of some kind(e.i their lower back, their cheek, etc) and watch their souls ascend and become one with the allspark.

Now you have a duckling following you cause the hot dilf hit on them

ANON IVE ALREADY HAD THAT EXACT THOUGHT PROCESS!! I just hadn't written it. But I will because others have had the same idea as me. Literally whenever there's some type of "How did you accidentally discover you had a kink?" thread the most common one is always people saying a friend or coworker called them "Good boy/Girl" and they got light headed immediately.

I did let it slip in a little bit with Skywarps petname part. But let's do some others for fun/lean into it a bit more.

"Praise" Older! GN BOT Reader x Bumblebee, Bluestreak, Perceptor, Skywarp, Astrotrain, Blitzwing

Summary: You call him "Good boy" after he'd done something for you.

G1 characters: Bumblebee, Bluestreak, Perceptor, Skywarp, Astrotrain, Blitzwing

Warnings: G1 Blitzwing being G1 Blitzwing (a menace.)

Genre/Theme: The bots get flustered and mildly horny

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours

Bumblebee probably should have expected it considering- well, all of you. But he's woefully unprepared when you praise him with a "Good boy." You smiled at him, and your em field brushed lightly against his helm right next to where your servo was petting his helm. Bumblebee stops, and his optics widen. Thankfully, you just moved on to other things, so you didn't see Bumblebee stopping where he was to process what just happened.

Bumblebees spark is suddenly humming so loud in his chassis he's worried it's audible. His optics are burning so bright he has to reboot them fully. Finally, Bumblebee can't help laughing light at the fuzzy feeling in his chassis before clearing his vocalizor roughly. He even slams his fist into his own chassis to make sure his engine doesn't stall.

Bumblebee knew exactly what the feeling in his frame was. And he's trying not to get even more embarrassed when he realizes exactly how horny he just got from the very short exchange with you. Yeah- okay. New thing to be aware of when interacting with you. You teasing him like that gets his engine purring. Cool. Bumblebee can do this. He's totally not gonna be thinking about that the next time he self services. Nooooo absolutely not....

Bumblebee can't help thinking what else he could be doing for you to call him. "Good boy."

-

You smile at Bluestreak and nod in acknowledgment. "Baby blue." Bluestreaks wings flutter when you address him with your nickname for him, and he hands you the datapad you wanted. Bluestreaks talking about what he had to do to get it to work, and in the middle of it, you just start moving to leave. Bluestreaks worried for a moment before the back of your servo is brushing up against his cheek.

It's very light but it's accompanied by your hot em field. "Good boy." And then you're leaving- thank Primus because that means you don't see Bluestreaks wings practically shoot upwards. Blustreaks mouth audibly clicks shut, and his glossia feels like It suddenly weighs way too much, and he can't say anything- His optics are burning so bright he can feel them tinting the color on his faceplate cobalt.

Bluestreak pushes his servos over the lower half of his face in mortification when he realizes he's feeling very hot and bothered by the exchange. Oh, Primus, no! You were his superior officer! Bluestreak couldn't think about you like that! But you were so nice to him- and charming and your em field was so touchy- oh, Bluestreaks not gonna be able to be normal about this!

Bluestreak tries to be normal, but every time he sees your faceplate now all he can think about is if you'd call him a "good boy" again...

-

Perceptor offered to do something quick for you, so you didn't have to find someone else to do it. He had the time after all. He's standing next to you when he jolts lightly when he feels your servo on the small of his back. Perceptor glances to your faceplate to see a smile on your derma. "Good boy." Your servo slides away from his back when you move to leave, and Perceptor is stuck staring at the direction you walked off in.

Oh, that's... oh no. Perceptor has to cycle his optics twice before what happened actually, registers and his optics brighten near immediately. Perceptor has to clear his vocalizor since it suddenly feels as if he's got a mild obstruction in his intake. Perceptor then rapidly soothes down his own puffed up plating sheepishly. He's now very glad it was only you and him in the room. Well, his emotional response made sense to a degree. Positive reinforcement was known to have its benefits...

Perceptor then registers the interest in his array and his optics snap wide. Oh, there's something wrong with him! Well, he knows it's not that far out there- it would be a dichotomy when considering common interface interests after all but Primus- Perceptor could not have gotten this worked up over one phrase and one little, albeit very nice, touch- Perceptor can feel the ghost of your servo still on his lower back. The plating felt warm still- Perceptor finally just sighed and scrubbed a servo over his faceplate.

Perceptors processor is now just occasionally wondering the chances of if you'd call him "good boy" again for another favor. And he has to scold his apparently rather perverted processor more than once.

-

Skywarp already knows that he can get you to call him "Good boy" and he already knows he needs to do everything he can to get that rush and phrase one more time! Skywarp wants every little brush of affection you'd give him. The words, your expressions, your em field, and sometimes rarely physical attention when he got lucky. So he's waiting for it to slip out of your mouth again. But he's not really ready for it, though, after you all get your afts kicked by the slagging Autobots.

Skywarp does not want to get his medical attention from Hook- he does not! It's gonna suck! He's fighting Hook until you come outta nowhere and physically force him to lay flat on the medical slab. "Skywarp- behave." Skywarp looks up at you and debates fighting you before slacking against the medical slab. "Good boy." The phrase makes his plating fluff. And you just climb off of him and leave him with Hook. Skywarps too busy thinking about what just happened to even really care too much about Hook.

It's not till after Hook kicks him out that Skywarp realizes he got horny about it. Skywarp did think you were hot. He also liked you flirting with him. You were easy self-service material, really. But now? Yeah, your frame hunched over his own while you call him "good boy." That was gonna be his go too self service fantasy for a hot klick.

Skywarp could totally let himself want some more of you, right?

-

Astrotrains just glad he got stuck with you for the day. He'd take you over any of the other high command since you were the most mellow. Astrotrain would take your dumb little names over worrying about injury from his other bosses. So he's not exactly prepared when your servo is on his arm after he'd done his job like he was supposed to. Astrotrains helm snaps to the side only to be met with you smiling. "Good boy." Your warm em field brushes along the side of his frame before you just up and leave.

Astrotrain's spark does something- glitches? Frag- he didn't know, but he's staring at where you'd walked off like you hadn't just done that slag. His chassis hot and the plating on his arm feeling warm due to the lingering touch of your em field. Astrotrain clamps his plating back down on himself tight when he realizes it slightly fluffed up. Astrotrain then forces his wings to flick back down since they'd flicked upwards due to his shock.

His wings shoot right back up when Astrotrain comprehends the heat in his array. Slag okay no- no no no. Astrotrain was not- he will not have sexual thoughts about one of his bosses. He's not going to. No. Apparently, his sparkdamned frame did not care if he indulged it because he still was very horny over his little exchange with you. And now occasionally just remembering it when he sees you- slag it all.

Astrotrain at least accepts the fact that he's slightly attracted to you. In the end, he's just glad it's you and not any of the other decepticon high command.

-

Blitzwing had his stupid task, and you had pointed out how he was totally smarter than it, and how he could definitely handle it easy. And yeah! He could, and he did. Then you're near him, and you smile, and Blitzwing kinda just thinks you'll use your crummy names. Blitzwing thinks he might be able to actually land a hit on you for it this time if he just- Then your servo is on his pauldron but you're smiling- "Good boy" Blitzwing stopped thinking when the phrase rolled out. You then turned and went off to go make sure the dumbaft coneheads were on task.

Blitzwings wings are twitching, and he's doesn't know what the slag that was- but he sure as frag knows he liked it. He liked it a lot, actually. A rush he usually only gets on the battlefield settles down in his chassis, and the point of entry was his pauldron where you'd touched him. Both Blitzwings jet engines and even his tank engine rev and the sound is loud and rough. A wide grin that shows his denta curls on his derma.

Blitzwing knew sparkdamn well what else he was feeling and he's not about to pretend he doesn't just now wanna grab you and use you like a toy- Blitzwing bites his top denta down on his own fist when he remembers he hasn't even managed to land a hit on you for your stupid little name game you played with all of them. You were a high rank for a reason- you weren't a puny pushover.

Blitzwing doesn't know if he should flirt or threaten you the next time he can- so naturally, he does both.

[indigrassy]

Keep your pinky up

[baja-blast3r]

Happy Father’s Day 👔💕

• Bonus •

[rintinningvt]

Blitzbee Week Day One: The Calm Before

[vandaliatraveler]

In the shrinking sunlight of early October, life in Central Appalachia's forests and fields shows no signs of slowing down. A proliferation of asters and goldenrods fuels an insect feeding frenzy, at the same time ensuring that a late season eruption of seeds before the first frost will bring new life in the spring. From top: dog tooth lichen (Peltigera canina), also known as felt lichen, whose lobes are tipped by red apothecia ; large cranberries (Vaccinium macrocarpon), which dot wet mountain meadows and bogs; crooked-stemmed aster (Symphyotrichum prenanthoides); brown-eyed Susan (Rudbeckia triloba), which blooms later than black-eyed Susan and has three-lobed basal leaves; a bumblebee (Bombus) taking nectar from purple-stemmed aster (Symphyotrichum puniceum), also known as swamp aster; an American hoverfly (Eupeodes americanus) similarly drinking from purple-stemmed aster; blue wood aster (Symphyotrichum cordifolium); question mark butterfly (Polygonia interrogationis); and wrinkleleaf goldenrod (Solidago rugosa), also known as rough-leaf goldenrod.

[yonker-tonker]

made my ladybug design!!

[thomas--bombadil]

A busy bee, harvesting pollen from Midwestern Clover.

[oddestishottest]

05/22/25

[morninkim]

As a show of good faith toward the remaining Decepticons at the beginning of a new, united Cybertron, newly appointed Senators Bumblebee and Soundwave allowed Shatter and Dropkick to enlist into Autobot City's Defense Team.

These two turned out to be... not the best choices.

The city may have fallen to Insurgent Decepticon occupation had it not been for young recruits Hot Rod and Arcee's accidental interception of Shatter's communication with the fugitive Starscream.

To replace the errant Defense Team members, Springer and Blurr were reassigned from Iacon to Autobot City in their stead.

[plusie]

[whichwaytofindmyself]

Look at this lil friend

[nyaskitten]

I've been doing a lot of just character concept work for my TF AU lol. Designing headshots lowk fun as fuck bcz it lets me just screw around w/ color schemes as opposed to thinking about alt modes.

Also I like playing with design ideas a lot it's so fun guys sedate me.

[rwby-confess]

Confession #814

[vandaliatraveler]

Photos from a lovely, post-Debby weekend in the Canaan Valley National Wildlife Refuge. Good, strong breeze to drive out the heat and keep the sky vibrant and constantly on the move. The narrow-leaved gentian (Gentiana linearis) is now at peak bloom in the mountains. This enchanting perennial loves damp mountain seeps and bog edges and is pollinated primarily by bumblebees, which are adept at prying open the flowers or just chewing through them if all else fails. The pearly everlasting (Anaphalis margaritacea) is also in bloom - my mom used these delicate perennials in her dried-flower arrangements.