#waspwiinged

Continuing this

"oh, uh.. sorry." He apologized, noticing Wasp found him too close and scooched back a decent bit." He tried to shrug off the apologetic, and slightly unsure look and forced a grin to his face.

"oh, nothing really. Just wanted to see if anyone was here, but I guess everyone else is out right now..." He drawled out, the room descending back into uncertain and uncomfortable silence.

Bee just.... didn't know how to react around Wasp. Sometimes they were cool, some days Wasp glared holes into the back of his head. He never knew what to expect. Though it didn't deter him from trying and trying again anyways.

😍 - what’s the most important material object they own?

A mini holoprogector of his family back on Velositron. He misses them alot, and wonders if Sentinel ever told any of team Prime's families that they aren't dead. Jazz says they were declared missing and offline a few years after finding the allspark, and their ship crashed to earth.

Was that mistake ever corrected? Or are all his loved ones still mourning him? Maybe he can convince the twins, or Jazz to help him send a letter home since he's stuck on Earth for now.....

🌟 - do they enjoy being at the center of attention?

Yes, yes he does.

👿 - how do they take criticism?

It varies, depends on many different factors. Was it him that actually fucked up/was there anything he did or is this out of the blue? If he did mess up, how bad was it? Does he already feel really bad about it? Who's the one criticizing him? Has more then one person criticized him already?

Bee is pretty good at shrugging it off if it's someone he's not close to, or doesn't like. But if it's someone he knows/cares about/values the opinion of?? Bee may not let it show, but it always cuts deep and leaves him up all night thinking about it and beating himself up over it.

WORD VOMIT. (Not Accepting, but thank you!)

The calm had troubled him, a quietness that grew in a sector usually considered to be a hive of activity. The lack of footfall, especially this late in the evening, had served as the first signs of trouble brewing in Nueva York, a matter made all the more unusual by its address, comprising a popular shopping plaza in Uptown's retail district. It should be a place packed with visitors, spending credit with wild abandon, and not-- Well.

He wasn't quite sure what the shock he was looking at.

Only that they seemed familiar, in an unforgettable sense, bearing a techno-organic, insectoid form rather than the larger, robotic one he'd seen them acquire previously. Undaunted by their current shape, he remains attached to his perch, a fountain statue that had been switched off remotely shortly after panic had broken out. The arrangement of his limbs upon the sculpted marble figure spoke to his own arachnid nature, seeking, somewhat involuntarily, a defensive position as he called out to the alien being.

"Didn't expect to see you in a place like this. What have you done?" The accusation pickles his tone, assigning blame somewhat unfairly. Miguel had no just reason to suspect foul play at work, but he wasn't going to give the beast any unnecessary advantage.

“Not explain anythin’? Buddy you can’t just walk around here an’ not tell me if yer a good guy or a bad guy. I’m not sure if ya noticed this-” Olivia shows her I.D tag along with the Autobot Insignia that was printed with it. “-but it means I’m on a side.”

Non-sexual acts of dominance [Not accepting]

@waspwiinged​ said: [ disagree ]  ??

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

Sinday Headcanons [Accepting]

😍 - what’s the most important material object they own?