#especially bee

[maiselyormaiforshort]

Would anyone be interested in my ideal transformers shattered glass au

[keef-a-corn]

Ahem-

TFE BREAKBEE’S SONG IS REAL GONE

I WILL NOT HEAR OTHERWISE

I will also accept Life is a highway

I don’t think you understand how much Real Gone works with what we know about them.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

"Why did I do that?"

close up

[oooocleo]

a set of carpenter bees! they r absolute cuties 🐝

alternative colourways under the cut!

[shalom-iamcominghome]

I am absolutely begging people to stop treating nazism as their big, bad blorbo caricature they can just invoke when they're mildly irritated about people who (they think) have Bad Opinions.

Nazism is not just "any time a Bad Guy does Bad Things." Nazism is not your final jojo stand you can invoke to win discussions or debates. It is a real life ideology that is intrinsically linked to the radical antisemitism it espouses and ignoring that is fundamentally harmful to the point of being radically antisemetic.

Since this is on-topic, I've been reading People Love Dead Jews (I am on chapter two), and I think downplaying nazism is absolutely part of de-emphasizing and reprioritizing antisemitism to make it about everything else but the antisemitism. When nazism is everything, then it can't be fundamentally antisemetic. You won't have to acknowledge that jews are the primary target of nazis and nazism if nazis are everything else. It's not a coincidence, especially seeing how many jews people call nazis. This is part of the dead jew that people love - if your eye is turned away from the fact that jews both exist still and are affected by violence and oppression, you get to say, "the jew is dead!".

Regardless, you will never live in a world without us**

עם ישראל חי

[peace-hunter]

tfone au where OP is created as the last of the primes but way after them, a sparkling born at what were thought to be the last days of the war against the quintessons, the beginning of a new generation of peace after eons of war. a child meant to be loved and raised knowing nothing of war nor sacrifice.

he's kept mostly out of the spotlight by his siblings, who don't wish to expose him to everyone's optics so young, and want to wait until the war is done and over to properly introduce him to their people.

except of course the primes are betrayed and murdered by sentinel, the war is lost and everyone who knows and cared for the truth is either banished or outright killed in order to suppress it.

and the high guard, the ones the primes trusted the most, the ones that were supposed to protect them, the ones who failed in their most important duty, have to make a choice. to take the last prime, their last hope, with them to the surface, a hostile environment where there's little to no supplies and where they'll be hunted down by both sentinel and the quintessons as the biggest threat to their regimen.

or hide him in plain sight. place him where sentinel won't think to look for him. one more sparkling among many. and hope it will be enough to keep him alive. pray to primus that he'll protect his last child long enough for them to come back for him when it's safer (even if most of them have already lost their faith on him when he allowed the rest of his children to be massacred like that)

they almost lose their resolve when they realize they will have to take the little one's cog away in order to make him blend in with the rest of the newborns (and oh do they burn with murderous intent when they see what sentinel has done to their people but it's not the time yet-) but in the end they decide an impaired little prime is better than a dead one.

and so in the chaos of thirteen dead primes and a sudden energon crisis, a little sparkling who very few mechs really knew about and even fewer had seen completely vanishes. and in the depths of iacon a mech in charge of a new batch of newborns scratches their helm in confusion as they realize they must have miscounted the first time.

optimus prime is quietly erased from any official records by sentinel, written off as dead when they find a sparkling's frame mangled beyond recognition after an attack on the base of those rebels that insist on being a thorn on his side. killing the sparkling hadn't been precisely in his plans, he probably could've found some use for it after all, but he's not particularly upset about it either.

and orion pax grows up with an ache on his spark that tells him he's missing something far more important than a t-cog and dreams of gentle and loving hands, cradling him against the frames of mechs he cannot recall the faces of.

[nostalgic-bee]

Trilogy of Amity giving Luz the most affectionate and loving look ever

Bonus one bc this screenshot is so cute

These two are always looking at each other with so much love and affection

[odetojupiter]

what if when andrew and aaron were in high school together they had to do that thing where you write a letter to ur future self and then it gets sent/emailed back to you in 5 years time. and they both inadvertently write their letters to each other

[festering-bacteria]

Reworked some of my redesigns, forgor to post them when I made them so here they are now :3

[reaping-the-benefits]

hi! (dinner party anon here)

your medic reader is always so, so delicious i feel like i’m getting spoiled with a Michelin star meal. you mentioned wanting to talk about how reader met met price? would you please, pretty please tell us what your ideas are?

it's the middle of the night, and I should be asleep. But the idea will rattle around in my head until I finally get it down. So forgive any grammatical errors.

content warning: MDNI suggestive content, a small age gap

So, what I'm thinking is that reader is a couple years younger than Price. Like five to six years younger at the max. which might not matter in the story, but it matters in my head.

I think you and Price had been vaguely aware of each other for longer than you can pin down. You joined later in Price's career, and had seen each other in passing. Once you had tended to a minor wound of his, but he had been in and out of the med bay without much conversation.

You two officially meet when he's a Lieutenant. He'd ended up having to drag two recruits to the med bay, hurt during training. Nothing you hadn't seen before, and you had to snap at them more than once to stop squirming while you attempted to stitch them back together.

Price was immediately enamored by your spitfire attitude, and made an effort to come back to you. He wasn't willingly putting himself into harms way, but maybe he was catching a few more stray hits during training than normal. Not that he'd admit that.

You, on the other hand, were far more willing to admit that having him in your office was beginning to piss you off. I mean, come on! How did he become a Lieutenant while being this reckless with himself? It's ridiculous, and you end up snapping at him on more than one occasion.

It's during one of these rants that Price grabs you by the shoulders and kisses you. Maybe not the most suave, but he had been young and seeing you all fired up had him hard in his pants.

You like to joke that it had been the most reckless thing he ever did. Price would argue that the most reckless thing he did was have you blow him in your office. Agree to disagree, because you both know that specific blowjob was the hardest he's ever come and he had practically dragged you back to barracks to have the most mind-blowing sex in your life.

You started dating shortly after that.

I think, after he got promoted to Captain, you both bought a little house together. Some place to call home, to fill with your shared life.

And shortly before the task force was formed, you got married. It hadn't been some elaborate affair, just a run down to the courthouse. You both knew something was brewing, events that would keep you both far too busy for a proper wedding. But you were fine with it either way.

Ghost was absolutely your witness. It's the only reason he was willing to make that stupid bet with Soap and Gaz.

[thebusylilbee]

like literally if you don't care about boycotting then fine you don't care, no one can force you and you're still a free human being live your life, just don't fucking act like a whiny baby when you see people actively trying to organize to put pressure on specific targets bc hum... IT'S NOT FUCKING ABOUT YOU THERE'S A WHOLE GENOCIDE HAPPENING YOU FREAK

[rechicken-and-waffles]

The Poet 💜The Comedian 💛and The Photography Student 🧡 Wanted to make some MoSTH designs for Charmy and Cream, as well as draw Poet Espio oh yeah XD

[sunshiney-day]

i had a vision

[skeletoninthemelonland]

B2, seeing Hunter entering Exocannis mode: Oh no... Hunter! What happen- LOVE HANDLES ???!!!!

[celtrist]

I really want to see a more fucked up version of Charlie in canon. Like, okay, I am a die-hard for sweet bubbly girls in media. But I always see how some people make Charlie actually, oh I dunno... demonic? And it's so refreshing for her type of character. I could honestly see her having low empathy (and we kinda see this with how she handled Angel's situation or even Vaggie's nervousness about taking control on an activity). An exploration of that trait (if it was intended) would be interesting to see for a protagonist, especially when her main goal is about helping others. I would love to see her actually have a level of difficulty in understanding others' feelings from the other residents, sinners, and even her father.

But give her a fucked up side. Not a "she gets more power when she's angey uwu", but a "oh, she's a little fucked in the head". It would give so much to her character that she just doesn't have.

@/murmurmurena (don't wanna bother them so slash there we go) has some fun ideas with Charlie. I highly encourage people to check their stuff out! So many fun dark ideas with her character while also still keeping to her canon personality pretty well! Personally, I think Charlie being a bit more naive to her own messed up traits would work best but her also being aware of these traits can make for some interesting character for her.

THIS FIC, "A Game Between You and I". RIGHT HERE WITH THE FIRST CHAPTER. A bit of spoil for the fic here: but I love how they handled Charlie’s absolute ignorance as to why the idea of Russian roulette is horrifying to Angel Dust. It doesn't feel like her being intentionally malicious or aware that she's the odd man out here. This is also a pretty old fic going by only the pilot, but the point still stands that it was such a fun take for her character!

Charlie is one of my favorite characters in the show in part of the POTENTIAL she could have as being the most bubbly sweetheart character while also being the most messed up character in the show. I can't say I have strong confidence with the show's writing and fully expect them to stick with Charlie being the "nice girl but oh no, don't get her angry or she gets scarwy". Which isn't bad for a character mind you, there's just so much more potential to Charlie outside of that trope, especially when you get into the theories of her either being a doll, Roo's biological daughter, or what have you. And for the MAIN CHARACTER of the show, it would be not only interesting but also bring the spotlight back to her.

There's really no question that the side characters steal the show, particularly all the male characters. If I'm honest, Charlie does not feel like she gets a lot of love from the show itself when she's supposed to be the main character. She feels far more flat compared to the rest of the characters (again, the male cast in this "female-lead" show has more depth than most of the female cast currently. I wouldn't be pointing this tidbit concerning the genders of characters if it weren't for the fact Viv defended Helluva's lack of development with their female cast by saying "Hazbin is a female-lead show and Helluva is a male-lead" and Hazbin ended up with it not feeling female lead (to me) and the male cast just completely stealing the show. I don't normally care about gender stuff, especially since I do personally lean interest towards male characters. But using one show as a defense for poor development of the female characters, and then that show not really holding up with no very interesting well-developed feeling female characters irritates me. It's just very clear that these shows don't seem to care much about the female cast :/)

If you like how Charlie is written that's totally fine. PERSONALLY, I just think they're missing so much opportunity with her character by just making her the standard female character type. I honestly don't have a lot of faith they'll actually do something with Charlie's character though. She's a pretty static character in S1 being the same from start to end. Not changing or learning anything to create any development. What does the end of season Charlie do that start of season Charlie wouldn't do? Fight back? Because we see with the pilot (which is the “first episode”) that Charlie does fight people if pushed like with Katie Killjoy and even Valentino. Static characters can work in media depending on the show or their role. But Charlie is the MC of a show about “bettering one's self”. So to have her as a static with not a lot of strong dilemmas for herself (like we see with Angel Husk Al and even Vox) seems silly. Plus, considering Hazbin is telling a whole story and it's not a fun episodic thing, characters are expected to grow on some level. Or else, what was the point of their hero's journey?

[yourbeloved-angelguardian]

emperorbee

He keeps reading the letters sent to him, his brow twitches ever so slightly. Alright then, he'll play along.

"I see. You're lonely. Although, I do not understand what you mean by 'grimwalkers', I will accept your request of getting to know me." He spoke in a calm manner, setting the letter down onto the table gently this time, not burning nor crumbling it.

"Well then, A.G, what would you hope to get to know of me?" He takes a seat, arms resting upon the table.

Delightfully, the beings brighten up in their own tone as they present themselves in literature. It is very much preferable for one to be cooperative this time around, as it is much more peaceful and in line with the entity's wishes.

It would upset A.G. a lot if things didn't go as one hoped. Disappointing even, though it would be a question to whom they'd be displeased in. But matter not, as they expressed their sincerity and respect to the creature before them.

"To my upmost happiness at getting to know you, I felt grand of anxious feeling had left my shoulder, as I have been wishing for this conversation for a long while.

I know that this is odd and obscure event to have come across. Ah, but I can guarantee that this will be a joy, an absolute grand of fun for you, as this will be the beginning of our friendship. I promise, you won't regret any of this as much as I do.

For our first meeting, I would like to ask for your name."

[ heyyy it's Para, I'll use the icon of 🕊 to let you know that it's A.G whose talking to you ! ]

The faintly illuminated light beaming through parts of holes, like strain of hollow golden pillars hit the ground, even hitting the lone tableware with in this cave. "Such a strange choice," a specific someone thought.

There is clearly no one else in the present because there is just the Grimwalker. No one else but him. It wasn't until a note was left softly on the table. In the blink of an eye, it's right in front of him. Were they seeing things? It's certainly a note left neatly beneath the golden light.

When they open the letter, they see a big fancy "Greeting" combined with the tiny text written underneath.

"Greeting,

I hope not to have frightened you in any way through this sort of communication, as I do not wish to show myself anytime soon, so I couldn’t have given you a proper greeting or introduction.

 

It's a fault of mine, but please bear with me as I am genuine about making a connection with you, Sir Grimwalker, and I have lots of questions for you.

 

Please refer to me as anything you like to call me. For example, "A.G." is what I've been called nowadays. " - Sincerely, A.G., a harmless observer. 🕊

It had certainly caught him off guard, not at all expecting to find a letter upon the table. It was all quite confusing, seeing as no one should know he's here, or even alive. He himself wasn't sure why he lived.

Reading it carefully, he keeps going over the word "grimwalker". Something about it bothered him, but he wasn't certain what exactly. He was no grimwalker, he's simply a witch, right?

He lets out a sigh, furrowing his brows.

"A.G... Bit of a simple name." He mutters to himself, before holding the letter against the candlelight, intending on burning it. He had no idea what this "A.G." would want from him but it certainly couldn't be anything good, so perhaps if he simply pretended to have never read it he wouldn't be bothered.