#jubee

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Hear ye, hear ye! Fanart for @lilruruby!!

Bonus concept sketch I did;

Still fleshing out the details~

My ref:

A handful of queer characters from my fantasy xenofiction novel, Featherlight, which is still a work in progress, but can be read on Pillowfort, Royal Road, Sheezy.Art, and FurAffinity. (Pillowfort has the most chapters up right now, but you need an account to read them. I'm slowly posting chapters to the other 3 sites once a month to give me more time to revise and edit)

Prompt: "Headcanon"

It was a subtle thing, at first.

Vespa would randomly loom over Bumblebee for a few moments, wings buzzing imperceptibly before he’d just as suddenly wander away, leaving the yellow mech to wonder just what that had been about.

Only- Vespa kept doing it.

And Waspinator would look utterly disgusted every time.

“Sari,” Bumblebee said, servos clamped together from where he had them folded beneath his chin. “What does it mean?”

Sari paused her game to look up at him with an amused expression. “Maybe he wants to spend time with you? Sparky does that when he wants to play. Kinda.” She scratched the back of her head with a thoughtful expression. “But Sparky usually gives me a ball…”

Bumblebee hummed with furrowed brows. 

So, Vespa wanted to… play with him? Why didn’t the predacon just ask?

The next time Vespa loomed over him, Bumblebee crossed his arms over his chassis and confidently said, “Alright, let’s play!”

From the way Vespa suddenly straightened up, wings buzzing even louder as he leaned towards him with a purr, it occurred to Bumblebee that maybe, just maybe his partner was trying to ask for a different kind of ‘play.’

Prompt: "Conjunx"

Corgi remembers staring down at Bumblebee after Scourge had- had-

… 

It was all a blur after that, and Corgi felt like he was in a daze as Mirage carried him off, his optics not once leaving the gray frame in Optimus’s arms.

Corgi felt empty as Bumblebee was placed on the shrine, and he shakily approached and settled a servo over his motionless one.

“Gray isn’t your color, Bee,” he said quietly, optics dimming.

-_-_-_-_-

For a while, Corgi’s world was quiet in a way he wasn’t used to, and to counter that, he kept close to Optimus and the others, listening to battle plans, strategies, the story of Unicron-

Anything to keep from remembering that he’d lost his other half.

He spent time with Noah and Mirage, and privately wondered if the two of them would realize that what was going on between them wasn’t just bros being bros.

“Can you believe this shit, Bee-” Corgi would start to say only to stop. 

Oh, he’d think hollowly. Right.

On particularly dark days when he couldn’t ignore the cold spot beside him, Elana would tentatively come and sit next to him and start singing. 

After some time, he’d join in, and their quiet songs would fill the air, and Corgi would think of a yellow mech who would always listen to him with an adoring expression back when things were far less complicated, and it was just the two of them and Charlie in the garage.

Elena never mentioned the tears that would fall from his optics, and for that he was grateful.

And then, on the day of reckoning, he spotted Scourge from where he was overseeing the battlefield, an amused expression on his face.

You…

And he felt rage.

Pure, incandescent, burning, fury.

How dare you…

“Corgi!” Noah shouted. “What-”

“Clear me a fuckin’ path,” Corgi hissed, mandibles shifting as his optics shuttered, becoming blood red. “I’m gonna kill this son of a bitch.” He laughed bitterly. “Or die trying.”

Noah nodded and the armor- don’t think about Mirage, don’t think about another cold frame- around his body shifted, and in the next moment he and Noah were tearing through Unicron’s forces with blaster fire, claws and teeth.

They reached Scourge and the emissary of Unicron aimed directly at Corgi, undoubtedly thinking that Noah was less of a threat than the cybertronian who resembled a sparkeater.

“You will not stop the feeding,” Scourge told them. “It is too late.”

“Shut the fuck up and die,” Corgi snarled as he let the cables unravel from beneath his plating to dig into Scourge’s armor seams, making the mech grunt in pain. 

He threw himself onto the emissary as Noah began to fire rapidly at Scourge’s chassis, and as Corgi snapped his jaws around the mech’s neck cables, he heard it-

“Bee!”

Corgi, in a moment of carelessness, let his hold loosen as he looked over to where Optimus was gazing across the battlefield in amazement.

Corgi only had a moment to look up, to lock eyes with familiar blue optics set in a beloved face-

And then he was torn off of Scourge, and in the next moment he felt searing agony shred through his being as he was stabbed clean through with a sword.

Fuck, he thought as his vision swirled before going black.

-_-_-_-_-

Ow, Corgi thought dazedly as he came to. What hit me?

His optics onlined and he saw Bumblebee leaning over him worriedly, his servos cradling his face in a gentle hold as Noah stepped away, stained beyond belief with energon and grease.

“Hello, hello~ beautiful~” Bumblebee sighed and lowered his helm to lay it against Corgi’s.

“Bee?” Corgi whispered, staring up at his conjunx in disbelief as he reached out with a shaky servo to trace the other’s face. “Oh- did I die?”

Bumblebee shook his helm and scooped him up to press him against his chassis. “We are~ we are~ aliiiiiiveeee~!”

Corgi sat in silence for a moment, simply processing the statement.

Then-

He sniffled and burst into heaving sobs as he lunged forward to bury himself deeper into Bumblebee’s arms.

“I swear to god, Bee. If you ever die again, I’ll-” he reached up to tug Bumblebee’s face down so that he could stare into his optics. “I’ll never talk to you again!”

Bumblebee nodded, his optics soft. “I love you~”

Corgi smacked his face against the others and kissed him because god he missed his fucking Bumblebee.

Noah and Mirage politely looked away… and looked at one another instead.

Just as quickly, they looked away from each other with flustered expressions.

Elena laughed as she and Optimus watched the scene with warm smiles.

On this day, Unicron did not prevail and the earth was saved from annihilation.

This was all a secondary bonus for Corgi, though.

Work doodles because my night won't end for another few hours 🫠

He then goes to the Arc looking for Bee

Optimus Prime: “Stop right there! Why are you here-“

Ricochet: “I’m looking for my Baby daddy”

Optimus: “…what”

Ironhide: “Now hold it right there! How do we even know that it’s one of our guys?!”

Prowl: “This might be a trap. A distraction to-”

*Ricochet shows them a little seekerling with VERY FAMILIAR looking horns*

Autobots: “…”

Oh my god xDD

I wanna write a side story about tht now wheeze xD

Bee gets called in from his mission and he arrives to see Rico sitting on the medical berth with a sparkling and he just blue screens while Ratchet immediately starts yelling at him xD