horrified as he makes optic contact through the trees with the other mech.}
October 8, 2025 at 12:35 AM
horrified as he makes optic contact through the trees with the other mech.}
{waspinator gasps and his wings flutter and he hurries to step back further into the undergrowth, they are gonna see! They will see! He tries to hide but his large frame makes more noise than he's acclimated to making and his bright purple eyes look up,-
October 8, 2025 at 12:35 AM
{waspinator gasps and his wings flutter and he hurries to step back further into the undergrowth, they are gonna see! They will see! He tries to hide but his large frame makes more noise than he's acclimated to making and his bright purple eyes look up,-
*optics wide wasp stared wide eyed in horror. He was gonna be seen!*
October 7, 2025 at 6:04 PM
*optics wide wasp stared wide eyed in horror. He was gonna be seen!*
{trying to stay quiet waspintor slowly begins to move backwards purple optics watchinb the other mech carefully as he stepped slowly away. If he'd been in his normal original frame he wouldn't have snapped the branch underneath his ped but waspinator was twice the weight of wasp.}
CRACK!
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CRACK!
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October 7, 2025 at 6:04 PM
{trying to stay quiet waspintor slowly begins to move backwards purple optics watchinb the other mech carefully as he stepped slowly away. If he'd been in his normal original frame he wouldn't have snapped the branch underneath his ped but waspinator was twice the weight of wasp.}
CRACK!
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CRACK!
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shyly he looks out his servos held close to him as he peeks around the edge of a tree.
Seeing a bot he doesn't recognize he pulls back behind the tree and vents to keep himself calm, if he's quiet they won't find him.}
Seeing a bot he doesn't recognize he pulls back behind the tree and vents to keep himself calm, if he's quiet they won't find him.}
October 7, 2025 at 4:18 PM
shyly he looks out his servos held close to him as he peeks around the edge of a tree.
Seeing a bot he doesn't recognize he pulls back behind the tree and vents to keep himself calm, if he's quiet they won't find him.}
Seeing a bot he doesn't recognize he pulls back behind the tree and vents to keep himself calm, if he's quiet they won't find him.}
{looking up waspinator chitters, and moves slowly towards the sound staying low and hidden behind branches and trees. He moves slowly through the trees reaching a shadowed spot where he could peek out and see what the sound was,-
October 7, 2025 at 4:17 PM
{looking up waspinator chitters, and moves slowly towards the sound staying low and hidden behind branches and trees. He moves slowly through the trees reaching a shadowed spot where he could peek out and see what the sound was,-
against his faceplate, shaking. “Only… only her. Don’t… don’t want think about her.”
September 30, 2025 at 4:30 PM
against his faceplate, shaking. “Only… only her. Don’t… don’t want think about her.”
Wasp just...” his words stuttered, processor fighting the jumble of terror and confusion tangling inside him, “...don’t know what Wasp is. Swindle said… more. But Wasp never… never see.” His vents hitched, and he pressed his claws-
September 30, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Wasp just...” his words stuttered, processor fighting the jumble of terror and confusion tangling inside him, “...don’t know what Wasp is. Swindle said… more. But Wasp never… never see.” His vents hitched, and he pressed his claws-
Wasp is. Processor says… wrong things. Too much. Too loud.” He whimpered faintly, dragging claws up to cover his faceplate.
September 30, 2025 at 4:30 PM
Wasp is. Processor says… wrong things. Too much. Too loud.” He whimpered faintly, dragging claws up to cover his faceplate.
He hunched tighter, shivering, vents catching in little stutters. “Wasp… Wasp not want fight. Not Autobots, not Decepticons.” The words came halting, fragile, as though they’d been trapped for too long inside him. “Wasp just… don’t know what-
September 30, 2025 at 4:29 PM
He hunched tighter, shivering, vents catching in little stutters. “Wasp… Wasp not want fight. Not Autobots, not Decepticons.” The words came halting, fragile, as though they’d been trapped for too long inside him. “Wasp just… don’t know what-
shame burning in the movement. He ducked his helm down, trying to hide against Bumblebee’s servos, like a sparkling seeking cover.
September 30, 2025 at 4:29 PM
shame burning in the movement. He ducked his helm down, trying to hide against Bumblebee’s servos, like a sparkling seeking cover.
His wings gave a nervous flick, buzzing once before clamping tight to his back. He ducked his helm lower, almost pressing into Bumblebee’s servos, like he wanted to hide but couldn’t.
His optics, wide and flickering faintly, lifted once toward Blitzwing, then snapped away just as fast,-
His optics, wide and flickering faintly, lifted once toward Blitzwing, then snapped away just as fast,-
September 30, 2025 at 4:28 PM
His wings gave a nervous flick, buzzing once before clamping tight to his back. He ducked his helm lower, almost pressing into Bumblebee’s servos, like he wanted to hide but couldn’t.
His optics, wide and flickering faintly, lifted once toward Blitzwing, then snapped away just as fast,-
His optics, wide and flickering faintly, lifted once toward Blitzwing, then snapped away just as fast,-
“...f..friend?” The word came out broken, almost whispered, static-laced. His claws twitched uselessly at his sides, curling into himself again. “You… you not hurt Wasp? R.. really?” His voice cracked higher, smaller, carrying the weight of every cycle he’d been called liar, traitor, monster.
September 30, 2025 at 4:28 PM
“...f..friend?” The word came out broken, almost whispered, static-laced. His claws twitched uselessly at his sides, curling into himself again. “You… you not hurt Wasp? R.. really?” His voice cracked higher, smaller, carrying the weight of every cycle he’d been called liar, traitor, monster.
His mandibles twitched against Bumblebee’s palms where they framed his face, a tremor running through him.
September 30, 2025 at 4:27 PM
His mandibles twitched against Bumblebee’s palms where they framed his face, a tremor running through him.
[Wasp hunched in Bumblebee’s hold, plating quivering beneath Bee’s steadying servos, his vents rattling with each uneven draw of air. He let his gaze skitter up at Blitzwing, optics wide and faintly flickering, before darting away again like he was afraid of being caught staring.-
September 30, 2025 at 4:27 PM
[Wasp hunched in Bumblebee’s hold, plating quivering beneath Bee’s steadying servos, his vents rattling with each uneven draw of air. He let his gaze skitter up at Blitzwing, optics wide and faintly flickering, before darting away again like he was afraid of being caught staring.-
I have no mouth and I must scream
September 29, 2025 at 10:20 PM
I have no mouth and I must scream
*blushes and flutters wings* Ohh AH *hides faceplate behind servos* aLiCe K- KiNd
September 29, 2025 at 6:30 PM
*blushes and flutters wings* Ohh AH *hides faceplate behind servos* aLiCe K- KiNd
Of CoRszzzE fRiEnD aLiCe
September 29, 2025 at 6:20 PM
Of CoRszzzE fRiEnD aLiCe
But it was hidden, and hidden was the closest thing to safe Wasp had left.
And safe was more than he’d had in a long, long time.
And safe was more than he’d had in a long, long time.
September 25, 2025 at 5:42 PM
But it was hidden, and hidden was the closest thing to safe Wasp had left.
And safe was more than he’d had in a long, long time.
And safe was more than he’d had in a long, long time.
forcing his vents to still. Let them pass. Let them never find him here.
When the pedsteps faded, he sank deeper into his little nest, pressing his helm into the pile of leaves until the earthy smell filled his vents. It wasn’t home. It would never be home.-
When the pedsteps faded, he sank deeper into his little nest, pressing his helm into the pile of leaves until the earthy smell filled his vents. It wasn’t home. It would never be home.-
September 25, 2025 at 5:42 PM
forcing his vents to still. Let them pass. Let them never find him here.
When the pedsteps faded, he sank deeper into his little nest, pressing his helm into the pile of leaves until the earthy smell filled his vents. It wasn’t home. It would never be home.-
When the pedsteps faded, he sank deeper into his little nest, pressing his helm into the pile of leaves until the earthy smell filled his vents. It wasn’t home. It would never be home.-