#﹙ Vᴇʀsᴇ ﹚ Eᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀs ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs

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@abuzzingofbumblebees​ is being curious... “..CHH-ZZB!” Oh dear, there goes a puff of fur as Bumblebee enters the shared nest, folding his little wings back he sniffles rubbing his manibles since some of the pollen made its way up there. “..Mhf— Skyfireee! I’m back from pollinating..” He buzzed out into the open space wondering where his mate was, the scout crawls around with curious compounds. Now where did his handsome moth boyfriend get too?

Skyfire was in the back of their nest, drowsily peering down at his notes. Being a moth usually meant that he was either asleep during the daytime or in this case, very sleepy, but he wanted to be awake for when his mate would return. Hearing his voice, his finials perk up immediately and he gazes in his direction. He slowly gets up and makes his way over to him, gracing him with a warm smile as soon as he sees his tiny lover.

“Hello, my love,” The moth’s soft voice calls out to his mate, his hands reaching out to him to gently pick him up. Anyone else he would have been timid about touching, but this was someone he was comfortable with, which was very apparent as he began to nuzzle into his fur, wings vibrating some with contentment. 

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Skyfire squeaks-yes squeaks-at being found out, but since there was no use in hiding anymore, he timidly pokes his head back out, peering down at the wasp through his googles, “I’m.. I’m s-sorry. I d-didn’t mean to d-d-disturb you. I j-just never n-never seen a w-wasp up c-close before and I just w-wanted to i-investigate, t-that’s all. I-I swear...” 

More of him slowly comes out of hiding, his massive wings quickly tucking in behind him, “W-Who are you, if I m-may ask..?”

A pair of antenna peek from around a tree and soon after, blue eyes stare at the colorful wasp with a curious and wonder-filled gaze. They quickly dart of view after a moment as the moth scrambles back to try to hide, not wishing to be seen.

If the moth didn’t want to be spotted, it might have been wise to take into consideration which way his shadow was falling. Laid out over the flat sheetrock to let his wings dry, Starscream doesn’t even have to move much to more or less squint at this utter genius.

“...Do you need something, then, or are you just here to gawp at me?”

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Skyfire is not part of any hive though and if anything, he wants to help Optimus that doesn’t have anything to do with.. mating, but he’s not sure how or what he can he do? He’s just a simple moth.

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Feel the light upon your skin; @bngbby​​ 

Despite it being daylight, Skyfire was out wandering about, collecting supplies for work and his experiments. Normally moths tended to avoid going out during when the sun show it rays, but Skyfire was a little odd compared to others. He enjoyed the day as much as he enjoyed the night, even if it made him sleepy sometimes or caused him headaches if he was out for too long. As long as he had his protective gear, he was fine.

Swooping low, the moth beats his wings a few times in preparations to land. He had came across this area not too long ago and wanted to continue to explore it to see if there was anything new. 

Skyfire lands with relative ease and allows himself to stretch fully since he was alone and had room to do so. His first pair of arms grip each other and reach towards the sky, making one of his shoulders pop. Now that he was here, he could begin to look around and once he was done stretching, he proceeds to do just that, adjusting his gloves some as he moves through the grass.

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Some notes on Moth ! Skyfire I guess?: 

He’s based on a White Witch Moth, so while he’s huge... he is essentially very soft and gentle with everything.

He barely raises his voice. That too is soft as well. Mostly because he’s an anxious baby. There are rare times where he will raise it (when he gets angry) and at that point, you know you done messed up.

He keeps his wings folded against him at all times. He also keeps his limbs to himself at all times as well. He’s shy about touching others unless he’s told he can or given a sign to do so.

There are heavy scars on the left side of his head from an accident. Said accident has caused him to forget all of his past, so there’s a lot he doesn’t know.. but he’s made great progress despite that. He has a tendency to be forgetful however and gets aches / headaches from time to time.

His eyes are so blue. So very blue. Don’t stare too long or you’ll get lost in them.

He’s rather sensitive to light actually, but even despite being a moth he loves being out in the sunlight and during the night as well. He just wears protective gear when he goes out during the mornings and such and can sometimes be a tad bit sleepy during those hours.

His smile is infectious. 

Big hands / claws.. Gentle none the less. So gentle.

Fluff... So much fluff.

So curious about everything.. and so smart too. He is a scientist after all still.

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@red-in-revolt​ is being curious... Batgotti, ever curious tilted his head at the sight of the other moth and fluttered down, spread his golden wings before he folded them gently at his back. "Hello, how are you today?" he asked politely.

Skyfire can’t help jumping at the sudden voice, antennae perking up straight. He quickly glances at Batgotti, his wings wanting to instinctively fan out, but he suppresses the urge and instead offers a timid smile, “Ah.. O-Oh dear you s-startled me.”

The Moth tentatively reaches up, smoothing down his finials so they weren’t so fluffed out, “I’m f-fine.. I was just out gathering s-supplies. What b-brings you here?”

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Skyfire can’t help frowning as he peers out his window as he gently decorates it with the colorful glass he made the other day. This whole ‘courting’ thing he’s been hearing about and the Primes and Magnus... Frankly, he doesn’t like any of it and for a moment, he’s glad he’s not apart of any hive. He feels that those should be able to love whoever they wish to and make love to whoever they wish to, if that is what they want to of course. Love is beautiful and comes in so many forms and shapes.. It’s a shame it’s being so crudely pushed and twisted into this one.

The moth sighs softly as he peers down at a soft red piece of glass and feels it’s sharp edges. No one should have to go through that... No matter what.

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For just a moment, Skyfire allows himself to expand his wings out to their full length. They are monstrous, yet beautiful and shimmer faintly with a shivery powder. Just as quick as he allows them to extend, he tucks them back in, folding them neatly against one another so as not to take up too much space and appear too intimidating. 

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Big, powerful wings tuck neatly against his body as Skyfire sets about rearranging his belongings. He needs some new glass, but he can procure that later or if need be, make it himself. For now, he’s enjoying his solitude merely for the fact it’s less stress reducing even if he’s a tad bit lonely.

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“Are... are we n-not allowed to d-dig now..? I-I’m sorry...?” Where is his suppose to put his garden and underground garden crytrals and the likes? Was it really that bad that he dug?

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I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest; @autobotmedic

Each piece of glass was rich in color, vibrant and with edges that could cut tender flesh if not handled properly. Skyfire had painstakingly made virtually all the colors of the rainbow with the supplies he gathered; not a easy feat, but one he enjoyed none the less. He had already drew up a sketch and had an empty window he was going to showcase this personal DIY project in. Now all that was left was to set the pieces in place and adhere them together, according to the sketch.

Climbing up the ladder, the moth sets a basket with the pieces on the top most part of the ladder and pulls out his sketch. The window frame itself was circular and the drawing was rather intricate as he had done this many times for others as commissions. He memorizes what he can before pocketing the sketch and begins to bring out his tools to adjust the window frame accordingly.

This was going to be rather hard, but Skyfire enjoyed a challenge and further more, he loved doing these types of things. As far as he was concerned, this was ideally better then trying to strike up a conversation with a random stranger and far less nerve wracking. Not that he minded talking to others, but he was horribly shy and has terrible anxiety, so working was easier.

That didn’t mean he didn’t get lonely however...

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Peel away and choose to see with such a different sight; @iacon-stargazer

Twilight. Was it all ready that late? Skyfire peers up at the pink, purple sky and cautiously removes his headgear, blinking his eyes a few times to allow them to adjust. So it was.. He didn’t think he spent that long out here, collecting supplies, but it appears he did. Not that he minded. He enjoys being outdoors rather then inside and finds any excuse to do so.

Now that he didn’t need his headgear for the time being, he decides to place them into his side bag and goes about massaging his antennas as he makes his way forward, wondering what else he needed to collect. Now that it was getting darker, he would ideally be able to see better and that meant there were also other things he could get that only came out at during this hour which was perfect. The moth smiles to himself and even allows his wings to flutter briefly in somewhat sustained glee.

Thinking he was by himself out here, Skyfire begins to hum softly, seeming content for the time being.

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Skyfire is going to scramble into his nest, covering himself with as many blankets as he can until only the blues of his eyes can be see and his antennas. So much for possibly making new friends...

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@a-life-revised​ is being curious... "Are you going to dig up the roots?"

Skyfire shrinks back, drawing tight to himself as his antenna press flat to his head, “I.. n-n-n-no.. I d-dug around them w-w-with care. I m-mean t-there was s-some t-t-that I c-cut to use in m-my e-experiments or u-used in my c-coloring agents, b-b-b-but I d-didn’t mean any harm...”

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@abuzzingofbumblebees​ is being curious... A few little pieces of pretty sea glass is set on the hive entrance in a beautifully wrapped flower basket. Seems like a certain little Bee left a gift~

Skyfire can’t help the happy little wiggle he does as he eyes each individual piece of sea glass his lover has brought him. Even more wiggles as he feels the rough texture against his fingers. He is very happy moth.

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The daylight finally got to the moth and he accidentally fell asleep... right when he was in the process of making colored glass. Oh well. That can wait til later when he’s much more alert.