I don’t really know what to say now, but i just hope we will have some more time. Maybe a mission together, maybe on earth. who knows?
His intention wasn’t to bring the other down, but one flaw Bee had was being too forward about his thoughts, even his doubts, which is why in hindsight, being silent for so long gave him much more time to consider the impact of his words. Smokescreen would normally shake off the negative and bring about hope, but this time, he could see his mate was hurting. The excitement of being back home had faded, and the reality of a long recovery was daunting, not to mention mundane compared to their missions back on Earth.
The yellow mech’s optics twitched as it dawned on him that he needed to lighten the mood, and quick!
"We have …forever." He paused their dancing, locked his gazed with the other before giving Smokescreen a lingering, passionate kiss, the kind that charged the lip components into a magnetic state, bonding the two bots together tightly.
Anonymous asked: Hey bee, what if this could happen. Smokey gets turned into a cyber cat by a magical anon. What would you do ? (if it ever did happen.just imagine)
I wouldn’t worry about that, Anonymous, because if he did turn into a cyber cat, it would only be temporary, and he’d handle it.
Besides, he’d make a really cute cyber cat.
Anonymous asked: Are you and Smokescreen still friends?
ask-smokescreen asked: wait what are you carrying or something stove? Gonna make little easy bake ovens?
I hate you.
I love you too, stove.
Sire-fragging spawn of a…
th-those… look oddly tasty. If they were made of energon…
Anything that comes out of
Stove St3v3 would probably taste awful. Jerk flavoured.
Don’t fall for it, Smokey
Anonymous asked: ff+ bumblebee
You know, this is actually not too bad. Pretty good, really. The grammar was weird, but it made sense.
Way too much sense sense.
Am I hooking up with Bee in the future
What if this is a part of what destiny has in store for me
I’m still not using that line of “This is probably destiny, Bee!” though.
As if this didn’t already happen … ¬‿¬
aaaand p. late finally getting to it but I still wanted to do it, suggested by sounddrive back when I’d asked for Valentine’s Day suggestions, Bumblebee and Smokescreen sharing a candy (or at least energon treat? energon candy? yeeah) between their mouths yeaah \o)
(˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘)
/ ⌒つ♥⊂⌒ヽ ….True story!
I’m very lucky to have you too.
The two mechs dance in close embrace to the romantic music. Smokescreen lays his helm on Bees shoulders- best surprise for valentines day
We need some more time together, i miss the old times.
"I miss them too, but things will never be like before…"
Bee’s lip components trail over Smokescreen’s neck and shoulder assembly, placing soft kisses on the surface as they move slowly to the music.
"These ‘new times’ will be better. We have our home restored.
However, things won’t be easy…but I think you know that.”
Bumblebee wasn’t sure how else to comfort Smokescreen, and he didn’t want to give empty promises. He knew either of them could be dragged off on a separate mission at any time. There just isn’t enough population to restored yet, and Team Prime had to act as regional leaders.
"I’ll do my best, as I always have. Being away from you will never get easier."
Rudimentary instructions as an inspirational quote.
Gaming systems are wise beyond their function.
Who cares about gender stop asking me about it Why it always come to this.I don’t care,Hot diggity dog
Someone’s not been on Earth very long, it seems!
For some reason, humans find these designations very important.
I’m guessing it’s because only half the population can be carriers and other unequal anatomic functions.
Smokescreen was completely taken by surprise. Just a little smile came out as he walks to bumblebee.
Yes a dance, of course, but you know I’m not a good dancer.
He doesn’t expect with a dance here, like the prom, same music and same excited feelings.
Before both bots start to dance, he just wants to hug his love
He says a quiet thank you to him.
Bumblebee embraces Smokescreen for a moment, pressing his helm crest gently against the other mech’s dome.
"You’ll do fine. It’s not like you to be modest."
Bumblebee’s arms encircle Smokescreen’s waist, just above the other’s hip panels, as the two begin to move slowly with the music. Bee interlaces his digits together as his servos wander a bit lower.
"…And thank you for being so understanding. I’m very lucky to have you in my life."