#Transformers Bombshell

[swivelbot]

The funniest part of G1 is objectively Starscream’s stupid shrill voice.

[jei-rifni]

Insecticon art dump lolz

(OH YEAH ALSO THE FIRST ONE IS A DTIYS EMTREY FOR @ / collisionxcha0s :D )

[gam-ble]

Old Bombshell doodles bc I love him

[nightaxels]

You already know he's going to eat it on stream.

[rinovarka]

Entry 3 of my “Characters with Food” series: The Insecticons, digging into Dirt Pie 🪲🦗🐞🥧

Was debating between Balinese Black Rice Pudding and Dirt Pie, buuut the latter won out in the end with the gummy works. I think it was a cute idea :] I think its cute how Shrapnel, Bombshell, and Kickback almost always are seen sticking together.

Did you know Dirt Pie was first advertised as Prehistoric Pudding, with gummy dinosaurs? So where are the dinosaurs.. dinosaur robots.. dinobots, if you will? Well….

[indragonsaur]

Transformers: Cybertron chronicles: Bombshell

Name: Bombshell

Gender: Male Species: Cybertronian Status: Online Faction: Decepticons (Insecticons)

Alt-Mode: Rhinoceros beetles Voice actor: David Kaye - Hardshell from Transformers: Prime

[hypnohatter]

what if the insecticons were the marketable plushes mochi bots

close ups

[infinitealpacas700]

I love these stupid bugs way too much

[story-weavr]

Cyclonus

Considering how he was made, why hasn’t anyone made stories of Cyclonus being the child of:

Skywarp X Bombshell

I seriously would be curious as to how that would happen and how different that Cyclonus would be

[robotshowtunes]

Bombshell can launch cerebro-shells that use laser-torches to burn through the metallic skin of a Transformer and work their way to his cerebro-circuitry, where they uncoil and take over mental functions. This effectively allows Bombshell to remote control his victim. These shells are adaptable for use on humans and other life forms as well.

Smoke effects from FREEPᴉK Soundwave's head wound from toppng

[thegoldesoul]

Next Gen DJD in the making!! These three are all in a poly together 🫶 There's Harmonex (Tarn and Pharmas child), Decagon (Kaon and Leozacks spawn) and Uraya (Helex and Bombshell's daughter).

Harmonex has a twin named Nova Cronum (created by my good friend, @ghost-lem0n ). He is the leader of the DJD after her sire, Tarn. He has his outlier ability but in the form of singing to hypnotize! Harmonex sometimes engages in cannibalism with her partners.

Decagon is an only child. Second in command of Harmonex, just like their sire was was Tarn, and her first S/O. Decagon has its sires electrical powers!! They are only cannibalistic as a threat.

Uraya is also an only child. She is the intimidation / bruiser of the team. She sort of has the smelter her carrier has, it doesn't get as hot as Helexs sadly. Uraya is full on a cannibal, a side effect of her sires inability to process energon.

[le-sluagh]

Don't look at me ! - Transformers

Draw for my story Become Friend with your Fear ***** Mirage then suddenly grabbed Bombshell's face, before removing his mask, and the race car honestly didn't expect the reaction that followed.

The rhinoceros beetle brutally clawed Mirage's face, before hiding his face in his hands, screaming with panic:

" DON'T LOOK AT ME ! DON'T LOOK AT ME ! "

[chaotixcx]

Chapter 3 art!! Go give it a read!!

The decepticons are so sillyyy so funnyyy so goofyyy (They’re going to beat Swindle with bricks)

[huanted-dennys]

Art study art study piece art STUDY PIECEMFFKF

Tiny ramble below it’s not important it’s just my thoughts

I want to clear up something. The last Prowl and Chromedome piece I did, i was specifically drawing with intent to display displeasure, I liked using the ugly colors cause I think Chromedome’s actions against himself and other people around him are gross

just for context these two frames are usally what come to mind when i think of the two (plus the shit with Chromedome dead husbands)

(also 2nd picture is a great art ref for his needle fingies)

It kinda struck me that maybe my art wasn’t all that clear when a couple people tagged my art with their ship name

No hate to Chromedome fans, no hate to people who ship the two , and no hate to people that hate Prowl either! just wanna make that clear :)

Do as you do UwU

[nightaxels]

Do we fuck with this?

[revelboo]

Lookin at the bugsbands (bug husbands), ah yes, the fucked up how i met your mother stockholm syndrome meet cute. Glad there’s drama but it really drives the interspecies supernatural alien romance relationship. These are not humans, they think similar and have concepts of our ideals and ideas, but they’re very much not human. Lovely work as always, Revel.

Thanks and yeah, that human is due for a nervous breakdown at some point.

You (Don’t) Know Me Pt 16

Insecticons x Reader

• Pretending to care and that you’re not plotting escape, you nod along as Kickback tells you about the sites they’ve scouted out for the new nest. About how nice and grand it will be. And you smile, playing along as you try to figure out if they’d told the truth or lied about the bonding thing. Because apparently you chose to full bond these psychopathic, alien bugs, even though you don’t know how you did it. If it’s not all bull, then you’re stuck with them until death. Though, you’re not sure whose or how long they live.

• Clawed servos flexing as he enters the hive, Bombshell hisses spotting you and his brothers sitting and talking like you didn’t just try to abandon them and your duties. Lip curling behind his mask, he tosses the skinned chunk of meat and bone at your feet and you recoil into Kickback with a yelp. Nose wrinkling and unappreciative that he hunted for you to set his temper off all over again. “What is that?” You demand and he rumbles a warning at your tone. ‘Meat,’ he growls, stalking past without offering to start a fire for you if you’re going to be like that. You can eat it raw.

• “I’m not eating it if I’m not sure what it is,” you say, tone angry and Bombshell whirls on you with a clicking hiss that makes Shrapnel clear his vents tiredly. And you’re scrambling to your little feet as Bombshell storms over, claws flexing as he looms over you. ‘It’s meat,’ Bombshell snarls and Kickback chirps nervously, looking from you to their leader. Probably ready to rescue you. “From what?” You demand and Shrapnel laughs. Realizing what you likely think, though honestly, it wouldn’t really surprise him if Bombshell decided to be that petty.

• Trembling as you glare up at him, because they’ve pretty much told you that humans are on the menu. The deer, there was enough to tell it was a deer. This? Could be anything. Or anyone. And Bombshell makes a chittering, clicking noise that shifts into low laughter that’s somehow so much creepier than the bug noises. “Ignorant, little queen,” he growls, reaching to cup your chin in his servos as his head tips. “You don’t know what a dead human looks like?” Like you should know? You’re not eating whatever that is. Was. He’s definitely still pissed at you as he lets go and stalks off. Without telling you what that is bleeding all over the ground.

• Watching Shrapel wordlessly crouch and start a fire for you, Kickback vents. Understands Bombshell’s anger and knows his brother is proud. Before he can try to go coax Bombshell with the lie about you looking for a new nest site to ease the tension, you turn. “The bond thing,” you say and he freezes. “Is it whoever’s death comes first?” And Bombshell turns to stare at you. “How long do you guys live?” Not liking your tone at all.

• Something about the way you’re suddenly smiling puts him on edge worse than dealing with Shockwave. ‘Cybertronians can live for millennia, millennia,’ Shrapnel volunteers and you’re staring right at him, not even acknowledging Shrapnel. “Sucks to be you guys then. Humans usually make it about eighty years tops,” you say with a little, bitter laugh, as Shrapnel hesitates in the act of getting the meat on the crude cooking rack he’d made for you. ‘How long is a year, year?’ Shrapnel asks. And Bombshell really doesn’t like your little smile as he turns and glares at Kickback, his brother wilting slightly. Because he’s the one that wanted a human mate.

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