#bumblebee kin

[findinyourkin]

hi hi !! bumblebee kin from transformers one / prime & animated !! just kind of looking for anyone and everyone <3 pref 17+ interact with this as im 19 but im not super strict on that !! thanks :-]

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[unhingedkinfessions]

Mario Kart Anon here. I can't list off a lot because if I listed off a good chunk of the roster I'm worried my friends might find this (they know of the mod. They don't know it's kin related). But funniest one is Bumblebee transformers because I had to crunch the model so severely to fit the limitations of the hardware that it's barely recognizable as a transformer anymore. But I am dedicated to my craft. When I said all kintypes I meant no one gets left behind.

CAR DRIVING CAR....THATS REALLY FUNNY . YOU WIN AT KINNING I THINK

[optimistictruck]

do you see this little guy

hes my son now

[subcon-crybaby-charlie]

I talked about them recently so here's my designs for the grojkids as adults for my au Encore.

This is actually my first time drawing the twins for this since I typically focus on Laney and Corey, more so Corey which I think you can tell, but yeah.

Corey is tired and running in 3 red bulls, two hours of sleep, a few little Debbie brownies, and ADHD. I tried to keep his color pallet and style as close to the show as possible. I wanted him to look the same but taller and more liable to fall asleep the second he even looks at a bed or couch.

Laney is tired and in college for veterinary reasons, aiming to be a vet tech so she's also tired but more so because she's very busy. Also she lives in a larger city about two hours away from Peaceville called Lyrík City.

Kon is working to own his own bakery, in my personal hcs I like to imagine that he loves to bake and is really good at it so with family recipes he's working on owning his own bakery to share the treats he can make with the town. Incorporated purple into his design based on his orb counterpart but the red represents his brother :3

Kin works in science, either chemistry or robotics, or both, whatever blows up the best. He has red accessories but they're not really shown (I imagine his glasses are red and he has a red phone case). He works outside of Peaceville but still lives there.

[galkanojo]

anon requested AroAce Bumblebee (RID) icons! i hope you like them!

credit is appreciated, but not required!

[leapdayowo]

Enjoy some characters that I love dearly :3 they have been sitting in my sketchbook for aaaaaaawwhilllleeee (for almost a year? Probably). I was attempting to do an art trend with them, but it wasn’t fun to keep painting these characters for that reason, so I stopped. But I finished snufkin today and felt like sharing the ones I’ve finished :))

[chaoscouncilcreaturecorner]

Source/kin call for transformers:

Rescue bots, anyone from that sourcing! Our alters: Heatwave, Blades, Chase(?)

Bumblebee, Optimus, Starscream, AXL/Axel(Soundwave), Megatron, Ratchet, Ravage/Miette(Only Earthspark and GO GO!), and Nightshade (Earthspark)

Earthspark, Animated(Not AXL), GO GO!, Bayverse (not starscream or Megatron), Prime (not starscream not megatron)

Anyone from these sources can interact. We are super friendly. Our cybertronian sideblog is @paininmyaft, Feel free to message us on here or there!

Thank you so much chaoscounculcreaturecorner love the username o7

Gl with the searching ! ^^

Transformers is a really cool source [Totally not biased xD], we actually have some kins as well, we are bodily an adult though.

Thank you for the comment on our username btw ^^ ! o7

[etherealkins]

Cannon/sourcemate call!!

Hi!!! My name is Bumblebee!!

My source is Transformers, mostly the comics and the Bumblebee movie. I'm looking for anyone, I don't mind if you remember me /r or /p. Just keep in mind that we have a partner system ^_^

We are bodily 15, soon to be 16, so anyone 18+ or 13- that remembers me romantically or queer platonically is free to interact but with caution.

I hope I can find some friends ^_^

My main blog is @1247 . Feel free to message me if ur interested in talking for a bit!

i wish you luck, bumblebee.

[vesper-of-the-coven]

agh /neg

Can Decipticon shit not appear on my dashboard thank you very much.

Now my gf has to deal with me being bumblebee in the headspace for the next hour. And I feel the need to fight agh /neg. /angry

[justvico]

were it up to me; i’d have bumblebee go through the most angst y tragic trauma inducing stuff only for him to come out of it scuffed and unable to recharge without screaming (but he gets a cool new paint job probably so it’s worth it)

Thank God it’s not up to me,

“I never sabotaged you. You were destined to fail all along”.

[findinyourkin]

Hey, I’m Bumblebee from Transformers! I’m from all continuities, but I’m mostly looking for other IDW1 fictives or kins. Anyone who’s up to meeting a Bumblebee again, really. Please like and I’ll contact!

<3 -Bee

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[taviokapudding]

Me: *stressfully doing taxes*

Youtube Recommended: hey so I know you watched RWBY and dropped it but guess what? Blake & Yang are dating now

Me: *chugs coffee* I am kinda busy so maybe later I- wait oH OMFG FINALLY JESUS MY FAV OTP FINALLY CONFESSED AAAAAAH- alright back to math

[lesbianyuuga]

im kind of like linguini from ratatouille except i have a cat in my head and the cat is me and we are best friends and he is in control of me and we're never apart

[writeyouin]

Swerve X Reader – Quiz Night

Description: When Swerve is exploring Earth in his holoform, he finds a movie quiz where he meets you and quickly falls in love. Set in a Transformers Prime AU wherein Swerve went to Earth with the Autobots. LIGHT SMUT BELOW THE CUT.

A/N – Okay, so every fortnight, I go to my local cinema’s movie quiz and I’ve had this scenario in my head since I started going to that. I just wanted to write this for me to try and get back into writing on my days off from teaching.

Also, there is a Steve who wins every week. I am determined to beat him just once.

Warnings – MILD SMUT / NSFW.

Rating – M

Swerve looked around the small café, wringing his hands anxiously. He felt all too aware of his holoform, sure that any minute now, every human in the room would see him for what he really was and that his life would turn into a B-Movie wherein the FBI and CIA would chase him down, shooting everything they could at him until he was captured and tortured for information. And why not?

Something similar had happened to Bumblebee before he met Charlie. Why not Swerve too? Then again, the Autobots had a base on Earth now, and Swerve was confident in the use of his holoform… though this was the first time he’d tried it outside his hab-suite in the base.

Then there was the other thing. If Optimus knew that Swerve was wasting precious energon to maintain his holoform all because he just had to get out and see some humans up close- Well, sufficed to say, the big guy would be pissed.

But it was just one night. Surely, Swerve could justify that. Even Cinderella got one night out. Alright. For tonight he would be Cinder-Fella. Or at least he would be if he could find somewhere to sit.

Honestly, when Swerve jumped into the little cinema on the promenade, he hadn’t expected much, he’d just wanted to see it. Then, he headed upstairs and saw that they were setting up a movie quiz, and he just couldn’t resist entering. It was only a dollar to enter and he’d found the occasional bit of cash on the street, so why the hell not?

Yet, as Swerve looked around the café on the second floor, he realised that he was not a part of this community. There were several friend groups, most of who seemed to be regulars and who were riling up the other teams obviously used to the atmosphere, and there were no empty tables, just a few spare seats.

Gathering up his courage, Swerve loped towards your table, seeing that you were the only person on it.

“Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here? I sorta came here on impulse and well- Y’know,” He gestured around at the lack of available tables.

“Oh, sure,” You said agreeably, putting your phone down. “I’m (Y/N).”

“Swerve,” He introduced himself, feeling less shy at your friendly demeanour.

“Huh, unusual name,” You commented, not unfriendly in tone.

“Oh, y-yeah. Unconventional parents.”

“So, no team, Swerve?” You asked, changing the subject to make him more comfortable.

“No, uh, first time. I didn’t even know there was a quiz till I got here. How about you?”

“I had a teammate but she just texted that she can’t make it. So, I guess I’m on my own tonight unless you wanna team up.”

Swerve stared blankly at you. He couldn’t believe that you were being so nice. Then again, you barely knew him. He was certain once you got to know him, you would find him as annoying as the other Autobots did.

Seeing his hesitation, you held up your hand kin a Scout’s promise, “I promise to share any prizes we win.”

Swerve felt his human obsession taking hold and his energon pump thrummed excitedly, “Yeah, that sounds great.”

When the quiz started, you thought you were good at movie trivia, but Swerve shot you out the water. He was even better than the quiz champion Steve, who generally won every week. The only thing Swerve seemed to struggle with was the years movies came out, though that was because Cybertronians measured time differently, and you did well enough at those, getting most right.

“Wow,” You chuckled at the first break between rounds. “You’re insanely good at this. You’re even beating Steve.”

“Steve?” Swerve asked, worried that he was someone you were interested in, even though he had no reasonable claim to be jealous.

“Yeah, he’s the old guy by the counter. He wins a lot, but he’s a good guy. Always shares his prizes. I think he’s just in it for the social aspect, y’know? A lot of people here are. It’s a nice little community. Plus, this is the only thing we have against the big cinema… There’s no heart in that place.”

“No kidding,” Swerve hummed, fascinated by you and your energy. “So, (Y/N), tell me about yourself.”

You smiled, thinking about how comfortable you felt around Swerve. He seemed like a nice guy. You filled him in on a few details of your day-to-day life. In return, he responded with a few facts about himself, though he was sometimes vague, unable to tell you the truth behind his Cybertronian life.

He told you that he was a scientist in a government base; this wasn’t a massive stretch from the truth since he was a metallurgist, using his skills to help the Autobots against the Decepticons, though he stayed far from any battles, generally being a house-mouse.

You were impressed with his work, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the high-status job. Then, the next round of the quiz began and the two of you were back on the same wavelength as teammates.

The quiz questions were set in a bingo card formation, giving everyone a fair shot at winning, so despite Swerve’s movie prowess the two of you didn’t win anything until the third round, wherein you were awarded two cinema tickets, free to use for any film.

At the end of the night, standing outside the cinema, you held the tickets out to Swerve, “Here, you can take these. You answered all the hard questions.”

“No, no. I can’t take them. I mean, it was your table and you helped a lot, and you come here all the time and I’m just-” Swerve began nervously babbling and you grinned, finding him cute.

You grabbed his hand, handing him one of the tickets, “Alright, fifty-fifty split. But hey, if you’re not doing anything next week, I was gonna come and see the seven O’clock showing of the new fantasy flick. You could join me for that if you wanted.”

Swerve nodded dumbly, thinking how warm your hands felt atop his.

“Great, it’s a date. See you then.”

You walked away with a bounce in your step. Meanwhile, Swerve stayed there, unable to move while he wondered whether you meant a date as in a real, romantic date or whether it was just a turn of phrase. Either way, for the rest of the week, he was quiet and distracted, unable to get you out of his processor.

When Swerve next snuck away from the base, using his holoform once again to meet you he fell in love. This was not the first time he had fallen in love, since he formed attachments quickly, but it was the hardest he had ever fallen, fascinated as he was by your world and species.

The two of you sat down to the film, and Swerve felt his brain freeze when you rested your head on his shoulder halfway through the film, grabbing his hand and entwining your fingers with his. It took him a few seconds before he stiffly let his cheek rest against your hair which was so, so soft.

“I had a really good time with you tonight,” You said quietly as the two of you filed out into the cool night air.

“Me too,” Swerve replied almost giddily as he drank in the sight of you.

You pulled a slip of paper from your pocket, offering it to Swerve, “Here, call me.”

Swerve unfolded the paper, finding your number with a little heart doodled next to it. He flushed red, becoming even more flustered when you pecked his cheek, lingering for a second before you said goodnight and left him there again.   From there, you and Swerve went on several more dates, though he always avoided dinner dates, being unable to eat, and then things between the two of you got serious.

Swerve knew this was wrong. When you’d asked him back to your place, he should have said no. He should have never started any kind of relationship with you in the first place, but now things were getting serious and beneath all the excitement, he was ashamed of himself. What would you do if you knew who he really was? What he really was? Yet that didn’t stop him from sloppily kissing you, listening to you gasp when his erection pressed against your thigh. He was addicted to you and he was being selfish. Worse, as the intimacy built and you gave yourself to him completely, Swerve couldn’t stop himself from saying, “I love you,” repeating the phrase as he kissed your neck, and again when your body was pressed against his, and again as the two of you cuddled afterwards. He held your body against him during the night, stroking your exposed skin while you slept. He loved you. He loved the idea of a relationship with you. He loved that you had said the words back to him that very night. But ultimately, love wasn’t enough. Yes, he loved you in a million ways, but he couldn’t trust you. He wanted so badly to, but after he had betrayed your trust so thoughtlessly, he was too scared that if you found out what he was all of your love for him would evaporate. In the twilight hours, nearing early morning, Swerve received a communication from Prime, demanding his presence back at the base. Swerve sighed. First and foremost, all Cybertronians had a duty to their faction, and though Swerve wanted to put you first, he had to go back. If he stayed out any longer, he would have to explain his many long absences. He was a scientist and his duty was to the Autobots. He kissed the back of your shoulder, took a minute to find a paper and a pen, then left a note on his pillow stating that he wished he could stay but an emergency at work had come up. Then, glancing longingly at you before leaving, Swerve felt one last flush of shame and disgust at himself. No matter how much he loved you, he was using you to make himself feel better, and he knew he wouldn’t stop. He couldn’t.

[witchofthesouls]

About the Other/Cybertronian!TFP crew in Jack, Raf and Miko…

What would their alt modes be like, do you think? Would they be more Autobot, Decepticon, or Predacon in nature? Also, what kind of shenanigans would each of them get into?

Personally, I do enjoy the thought that cyberized!humans would have a slant towards 'military' upgrades and beastial traits. Like a tribute to humanity's ties to the animal kingdom and their capacity for arms (tool usage lol). Think of it how a lot of civilian equipment, vehicles, fashion, and architecture, as well as groundbreaking discoveries, had a lot of roots from warfare or military applications.

Shoot, I'm thinking that Aligned verse cyber!humans could be considered throwbacks since the initial generations of early Cybertronians didn't have T-cogs!

I think it would be really fascinating to build on the Cybertronians' form of ableism (as seen with Bumblebee and Starscream with their stolen T-cogs) compared to a cyber!Agent Fowler -who was an Army Ranger-or a cyber!random human that lacks a weapon system and/or conventional armature. Plus, the massive culture clash between American views on social mobility versus Golden Age Functionist-held caste system.

(So much shenanigans there.)

Generally, my thoughts for their Cybertronian forms are consistent across the various Other aus with some tweaking on the plot and the world-building:

Jack has deep ties to blackbirds and corvids, so he's capable of flight. May have multi-forms as an ode to a fae heritage or something strange as a direct descendant to a Prime of Chaos upon a planet caging the Unmaker. Dark frame with a pale face. His (and his mother's) optics would be a grey-blue hue.

Miko is a War-Forged Seeker femme. A lot of is due my headcanons on Seekers (and their kin) and her yōkai roots. War-Forged is what I'm specifically calling Elita One's frame-kith. Cybertronians used to bleed pink, so the bright pink armor is callback their Primal Age and their ancient roots. War-Forged are mecha with extreme combat-related programs that modern science as yet to come close to surpassing them.

As for Raf, he's a dragon. Not quite a Predacon, but it's definitely aligned. Or, weirdly enough, a satellite. I think it would be funny if he's similar to Soundwave in some ways there. The Autobots would need to deal with his data-cables. A dragon shape as it's a call his family's roots to being adventurers to Elsewhere, his dad being a dragon himself, and the old warning: "Here be dragons."

[marinebiologyshitposts]

FISH KIN: @apiculturegal, your fish kin is...

BEES

Failing that, though, in case you don't live in California...

THE BUMBLEBEE FISH!!! Thank you so much for your donation!!!