#Eh bee

[raileurta]

Therapy Humans

After being in a war for millions of years transformers gotta be really fucked up. So I imagine with humans being nice and soft and having therapists that we'll be therapy dog humans.

[aestheticallynotdeerlightful]

A Psychic Boy and Psychic Hedgehog

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(Please do not use or repost my works anywhere without explicit permission from me thank you)

[yuukirita]

you think in the twobee au megatron would rip out newbee’s voice box cause of how painfully similar this imposter sounds to bee or could he not bring himself to do it?

I think he'd want to rip him to pieces the moment he saw him.

I think yellow is such a rare colour for cybertronian because He killed every one of them. It reminded him of Bee.

I think he'd specifically target him if he ever saw him on the battlefield like he does Prime

I think he'd shout 'Impostor' 'impersonator' 'Another one of Prime's trick' just before shooting at him with his cannon.

I think he'd look into his optics if he ever captured him. Tell himself "They really are... the same..." in a sad angry voice.

I think he'd accidentaly speak honestly with the little Bee when he asks what he means by that. Like he'd talk to B-127. Be brought back to the 'good ol' times' instantly and rage over it

I think he'd show kindness when he realizes that this is just a kid- and he's so similar to Bee but this isn't him. He's just another soul that Prime has corrupted.

I think he'd remember a conversation they had under the stars 'I'm not leaving you' and ask him to join him.

I think he'd try a few times to convince him he's on the wrong side.

I think he'd rip out his voice box after Bumblebee said something that his long dead friend used to tell him- but can't bring himself to kill finish the job.

I think he'd regret taking his voice because now he knows he'll never hear his friend ever again

I think he cries over it.

I think he'd ignore him on the battlefield after that

I think he'd ignore he exist

I think he'd force himself to forget about b-127. Pretend he never existed because it's distracting him from his goal.

I think he spares him again and again and again...

I think a lot.

Hug hug :D

[temporary-tats]

Mon Loup

Please send help, Wenclair has taken over my brain.

Per usual, do not reupload without credit/permission. Thanks folks!

(My ko-fi, should you wish!)

[woah-its-al]

him ^_^

[a-rather-sifty-sketcher]

Drawing my mutuals how I see them Part 1!

@bees-official, @kermit-the-fag-official, @mariyoursweetheart, @but-aint-this-texas, @mintbecrazy for page one!

[bakawitch]

Victory! I had to dig a little deep, but I finally found a screen cap! And with it some memories came back!

I think this is from the first episode where Lady and Kat leave home for a beehive looking place called the Golden Queendom or something like that. The girl on the left is Princess Honey ( @wisteriasymphony was right! ) the one on the right is Princess Vespa, and the woman in the middle was called Queen Ambrosia.

I don't remember how Lady and Kat ended up in the throne room, but I do recall that they were arguing with the queen because she didn't want to knight them. This picture also reminded me that the bee people (or at least the royals) had the ability to change their size, and they usually appeared taller than the other characters.

[housederiva]

I'm going to draw my Rook in every mage armor in this game once Veilguard comes out

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

Yes, why?

The Librarians S02E01 And the Drowned Book.

[0ne-shot]

when the really scary cool guy actually turns out to be kinda chill and protective

also WOOO!! I FINISHED THIS

[fernsensei]

i'm finally feeling better!!! here's victory v1

[cafecitoeddie]

Inspired ENTIRELY by @suavecitodiaz and her big brained hooking up at the bachelor party / getting married without knowing it response to her nonny here.

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"Okay, that showed me absolutely nothing new, Chris," Eddie says, staring down at the YouTube screen queuing up to play the next video. "The fridge doesn't need to have any kind of extra applications, it's a fridge."

Eddie leans forward to press the space bar as the video starts up of a happy jingle playing over a series of emoji's displayed on a massive screen on the front panel of another "smart fridge." Can it make him breakfast, lunch and dinner for the price their asking for? Unlikely. He shakes his head ruefully, wondering what the hell this world is coming to.

Chris grumbles in the way only an exhausted, long-suffering thirteen year old can. He falls back against the couch cushions with a long sigh.

"Dad," he groans. "Buck has explained it to you so many times already." He fumbles with the blanket hanging over the arm rest.

"The Hildy SmarTech Fridge can help you buy things you don't know you need, like the coconut ice cream bars Buck likes."

"Buck likes? Or you like?" Eddie purses his lips, giving Chris a side-long glance. "I'm not letting Buck program anything on that thing, or else we'll be eating arugula for weeks."

Chris' bright burst of laughter is enough to make Eddie wonder if getting The Hildy Smartypants Fridge 5000, or whatever, would be worth it.

He turns back to his laptop ready to shut it down, when he notices a notification for an email come through across the top right corner. He rarely gets anything, save for the occasional PTA announcements but that says--

“Are you ready to embark on the rest of your life?”

What in the world? It has to be spam.

The email is short and sweet, direct and to the point.

“Congratulations Mr. and Mr. Diaz! Attached is a printable pdf download of your marriage license. Please review and confirm all names of both parties are accurate within 72 hours of receipt. Contact your local country clerk for any further assistance. Thank you!”

The familiar prickling of dread starts at the top of his head, slowly making it's way all over his body.

Oh god. Oh no, oh god, oh no.

Flashes of sweat and skin and hands roaming all over and new sensations coupled with alcohol and--

Buck.

Sure, he and Buck had woken up together in a destroyed hotel room but neither remembered anything as dramatic as a marriage!

Right there across the top in bold, fancy lettering is "State of California Certification of Vital Records: MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE of Edmundo and Evan Diaz."

It all suddenly comes flooding back.

"Dad?" Chris leans forward to look over his shoulder as Eddie scrambles to close the laptop. "Are you okay?"

Eddie doesn't know what he feels. That night was-- It meant--

Oh god.

If he received the email, surely Buck must have gotten it, too.

He hears Chris asking once again if he's okay.

He picks up his phone with a trembling hand just as it starts to buzz with an incoming call.

Buck's goofy smile fills up the whole screen. He took that picture the night they--

Oh god.

[anthony7612]

The children yearn for Animation Showdown.

So here are some more Animation Showdown concepts for the soul (+ a Tier List for the Starters)

[purplesoup-lad-le]

Dex Dizzneeeeee my boy 🥰 from the lil Best Keeper Character bracket of 2024

[puphoods]

umm lala

[screwzara]

Ok... So now we know that Eris has a crush on Felice but who's the other one??? 0-0

The Heart Can't Lie

He hummed quietly, a rare sound from him, as he eagerly held up the small notebook he had brought over, pages open with a small message written on it in large letters,

'Hello'

He thought this was a good start, he'd been intrigued by this member's...avid avoidance of everyone for a good while now. He sat at a distance from him, with the somewhat big table between them, so as to not make the other apprehensive.

On some nights, whenever Eris walked around the mansion at night, either to get some book from Bee's room or just to find the bathroom again, he'd see him randomly.

Caleb was his name, he remembered, one of the members he had yet to meet.

He had attempted to greet him before but it was almost as if he saw through him and, without much conversation, left. The encounter had left him perplexed.

He had asked others about him, only to find out that he rarely ever interacted with any of them and if he did, it'd be vague and... slightly cryptic.

That only peaked his interest further.

So here he was, in the dining room where he found him, in the middle of the night, attempting to have a conversation with him. Normally he'd just use his notepad but the pages were too small and he didn't want to encroach on the other's space yet.

He waited for a response, but realised Caleb's...look. This is...harder than it seems. He quickly put the notebook down again and scribbled his next sentence onto the page,

'I'm Eris'

He wrote down before showing the note to him. Caleb's lack of a response was making him feel a little awkward so, he had an idea.

He took the notebook and started scribbling again, but this time, it was a doodle.

The doodle was quick and messy but not something that his powers couldn't bring to life, so he pulled it out like a sticker from a sticker sheet and watched both his doodled creature, now flying over the table, and Caleb, eyes flicking between the two as he observed him.

The little dragonfly he had doodled buzzed over to Caleb, flying around him as if to see if he was ok to be around. It took a minute but the guy eventually reacted, however mild it might've been.

"What...?", Caleb blinked as his attention turned to the dragonfly buzzing around him. Eris perked up, then tapped the table between them, calling the attention of both his dragonfly and Caleb.

Caleb's eyes trailed the dragonfly as it flew over to Eris, "I... haven't seen one before...", he had muttered a half complete sentence as his gaze followed the insect, but in the dead quiet of night his voice was loud and clear.

Eris picked up his pen again and wrote once more,

'Want me to draw other insects?'

He asked him through his notebook to the now, slightly focused Caleb, "...", he nodded. Eris smiled softly before returning his attention to his notebook as he began doodling again.

———

They met at night once every week after that initial successful encounter.

Eris would spend his time doodling many insects and pull them out of his notebook for Caleb to look at with such interest. It was almost endearing, his intrigue towards insects.

He smiled as he saw Caleb's calmed, curious look as he watched the fireflies fly around them, the singular cricket he had drawn that night chirping to accompany them.

Coincidentally, they both had decided that they'd hang out in the garden outside the mansion without ever asking the other, but perhaps it was for the best considering it was bugs they were dealing with here.

They were sitting on the grass, canopies of the trees around them partially obscuring the moonlight that fell on them. The cricket did its best to sing to its heart's content.

Eris had shifted his attention to drawing some frogs to add to the calm, nightly ambience.

"You're...Eris...", he jumped, looking at Caleb in slight shock as he had not expected him to talk to him since most of their interactions thus far had been mostly nonverbal and more...presence based.

Caleb was looking at him, his eyes bore him as he looked back.

The moonlight that managed to sneak in through the canopy of the trees above us, the moonlight that hit his face just partially as we sat in the calm, soothing ambience of the night.

His moonlit eyes looked so mesmerising. The way the glow of the moon was captured in his face. The look on his face was just, he looked ...breathtaking—

He felt his face heat up.

He nodded to confirm his statement before looking away in embarrassment and continuing his frog doodles. Why was he suddenly feeling embarrassed anyway? There was nothing to be embarrassed about!

"...", Caleb hummed and returned to watching the fireflies fly around in the shadows of the canopy.

———

"I'm noticing you're doodling your two crushes a lot in some of your notebooks", Bee hummed cheekily. Eris punched his sister's arm, face as red as a tomato.

She chuckled as she rubbed her arm, "Aww c'mon, you know I like teasing you", she huffed playfully. "Though, I'm noticing you have more doodles of the white haired boy, the one from the apocalypse", she pointed out.

Eris huffed audibly as he stormed out of the room, face still quite red, perhaps even redder after she had mentioned that detail to him.

"...This kid...he has a thing for the seemingly inapproachable folks, huh.", she deadpanned before sighing fondly.

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[Note: I was not planning to write a oneshot fic today but here we are lol, enjoy the shippening(one sided? Who knows, that's for stranger to decide)]

Milkshake Mansion belongs to @boiling-potato

Caleb belongs to @justafriendlystranger

Bee & Eris belong to me