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giantenemyrobot · 4 months
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I love how mean they are
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seafoamsol · 6 months
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primal-con · 8 months
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Have these concepts for a stranded on an alien planet deadceptor au I was chewing on a little while back
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vitrificvitriol · 7 months
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Kinklabtober Day 7: Cuckolding! Sorry (not sorry), Astrotrain! Try again when you're a reasonable size for reasonable mechs.
My lines, @oozeandgoo-art's colours.
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hapships · 4 months
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"A SINGLE LIGHT" posted on JAN 1ST 2024
@secretsolenoid-revived gift for @rodimusofficial
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youwhoagay1990 · 3 months
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Good morning, this you look a Babyboy
The Bedroom Percy's
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charybdic · 6 months
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Dead End is one of the most guys of all time
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unfreeeeeeeee · 6 months
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Just one dance♬
The background is nonsensical but I like those feelings of twilight,,
Maybe some private time at the Maccadams' old oil house after closing? (I'm starting a rumour
and in p2 Deadend is complaining because he lost the dance battle to Perceptor(are you sure
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annieanonymous1 · 18 days
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DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW PARANOID GEN 1 BREAKDOWN IS OTHER THAN ME?!?!?!
I’m writing a fic with a few Constructicons and Stunticons involved and want to make it as accurate as I can to the Gen 1 characters. Here’s what I found.
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THIS MAN IS AN ANXIOUS, PARANIOD MESS. He’s the described as the worst out of the Stunticon group with his mental illness - and they ALL have negative mentality or destructive tendency! Wildrider is insane, paranoid, and destructive; Drag Strip’s a show off who would rather die than loose a fight; Dead End is a wannabe popular mech who sounds depressed as frag; and their boss (Motormaster) picks on and makes their issues WORSE.
THIS ASSHOLE EXPLOITS THEIR NEGATIVE TENDENCIES FOR FUN!!! ALL BECAUSE HE KNOWS HE CAN’T KILL OPTIMUS CAUSE HE’S MEGATRON’S KILL!!
But since I can’t help Breakdown with his team problem, I shall give him a friend.
*Enter Knockout stage left*
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Now! This boi is a short circuited golden retriever - meaning he passes out when too exited. I don’t know a lot about his team, but Knockout would be PERFECT for Breakdown! As friends or something more I’ll let you decide.
Since Breakdown is a paranoid wreck focused on the negatives - Knockout could befriend him and Breakdown would worry about KO fainting! His awareness would switch from the negatives to positive things that could affect Knockout!!
Downsides would be being paranoid of Knockout at first since positive enthusiasm is not a Con trait, and Breakdown fearing being the reason KO faints when he decides to trust and befriend the Back Hoe (yes, that’s what Knockout’s ALT mode is called).
These two are a perfect pair in Prime, so why not other Transformers continuities/timelines?
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frosty-tian · 1 year
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Some experimental chibi requests I did on Discord from a while back!
(Tagging @ninjakirkki because they requested Wheeljack.)
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fandom-go-round · 5 months
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Hello. Can I request Scattershot (G1), Hammerstrike (Robots in Disguise), Hot Rod and Dead End (both from Cyberverse) with kind-hearted and open-minded human S/O?
Scattershot:
Scattershot knows that he’s a hot head and a force to reconned with, others know it too. That’s why most people are surprised the two of you are together. You’re polar opposites; you’re always very polite to everyone and go out of your way to help. Scattershot isn’t unhelpful but it defiantly isn’t his first thought going into a situation. He does admire you for it and it’s one of the reasons he started to fall for you in the first place.
You have a habit of humming while you do things and Scattshot loves it. Folding laundry, gardening; whatever it is Scattershot does his best to be there and listen. It’s nice to have something in his life that isn’t fighting and shooting, even if he loves those things too. You’re a breath of fresh air and the thought of you makes him fight twice as hard.
For the rare moments he does want to talk about something serious, you’re there to listen. Scattershot never feels stupid when he talks to you (of course he’s not) but it also helps you’re so willing to learn about other positions. In general, you’re a pacifist and Scattershot likes to smash heads but there’s common ground to be had. He likes talking with you about anything and everything.
Hammerstrike:
Hammerstrike doesn’t like anything on land. Point blank period. At least that’s how he feels about 99% of Earth. You’re the one exception. You’re the prize gem in his collection and he’ll do anything to make you happy. No ask is too large or strange. You would never ask for anything too extravagant but that just makes you more loveable in his eyes. Please ask him to kill for you. Please?
He loves to swim with you, even if you’re not designed for the water. If you don’t know how he’ll hold you close, enjoying the way you cling to him. If you enjoy swimming he’ll ‘race’ you around, laughing and showing off with flips. The best thing to do is just float together, letting the water carry you.
As kind as you are, sometimes he wishes that you’d be firmer. Hammerstrike doesn’t want you taken advantage of and he knows humans and mechs alike can be deceiving. You’ve told him time and time again that people are good but Hammerstrike is too jaded. That doesn’t mean he wants you to stop, oh of course not. But it does mean he watches extra close when you talk to someone new for the first time. No one is going to hurt his little starfish.
Hot Rod:
Hot Rod loves to show off for you. He doesn’t really need an excuse but he feels even better if you’re watching and cheer him on. Other bots will scold him about putting you in danger but he would never do that. Stunts are only for when you’re outside and a safe distance away. If you want to ride with him he’ll speed but not much more than that unless there’s danger. He wants you safe and sound more than anything.
He can get a little jealous of how kind you are to other people, even if he knows that you don’t mean anything by it. He just likes having all of your attention all of the time; like a spoiled cat. Reassure him that he’s your favorite and he’ll calm down. He knows that you love him and it’s easy to see by the way you smile at him.
Hot Rod is a mech who has bad days and most people don’t notice. He’s full of hot air and brushes off attempts of others to ask him what’s wrong. He always caves to you though; get him alone in his hub suite and he’ll tell you everything. Let him curl up in your lap (as much as he can) and pet his helm. You always take such good care of him; he only hopes that he helps you as much as you help him.
Dead End:
He feels really lucky that you’re his significant other, even if he doesn’t think it’s going to last. You’re so sweet and kind and cute, he’s afraid one of the other Decepticons will snatch you right up. He loves to hear that he’s your favorite but please, only in your hub suite. He’d die is you said it in front of Astrotrain. You also give him a talk about not mentioning someone stealing you, it might give them ideas. Dead End agrees and only says those things inside his head now.
Dead End actually really loves planning dates, even if they stress him out. He’s never going to think they’re good enough but he likes putting effort in for you. You always love going on dates and snuggling close to him, he can’t resist making those moments happen. It can be distracting from his duties so they might be secret dates but it shows how much he really cares about you.
The only time he doesn’t automatically run from a fight is if you’re in danger. Normally he would do his best to leave but he would never abandon you. It’s led to a couple of times where he dives into the fray and actually kicks some serious butt. If you gush about how cool he was, he’ll scoff and try to minimize his actions. Dead End secretly loves it if you call him your hero but please only tell him, he does have an image to maintain after all.
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whatwooshkai · 3 months
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“We’re going to need a medic,” Thundercracker points out, drawing circles with his digit on the bar. It’s after hours and he and Dead End both are probably a few too many drinks in, but the ideas are coming and they don’t seem to be stopping. “Why?” Dead End asks, but it more sounds like a statement as he flicks Thundercracker’s digit off the bar. Thundercracker flicks him back. “Because what if something bad happens?” “I have basic medical training,” Dead End offers, flicking the seeker again. Thundercracker flicks back without a thought. “Yeah, but what if something really bad happens?” “Womp womp,” Dead End huffs, laser-focused on their impromptu game. Thundercracker fakes a flick, dodges Dead End’s then returns with a successful one of his own. “I’m thinking Hook?” “We are not bringing Hook,” Dead End hisses, pulling off an impressive dodge before striking again. “Okay, fine. Knock Out?” Flick. “He wouldn’t come.” Flick. “Uh… Flatline?” “He disappeared after the ceasefire. You seen him since?” Dead End switches up his tactics and flicks Thundercracker with his pinky digit. “Right,” Thundercracker mutters darkly. “You think one of the Autobot medics might be willing to come? We are supposed to be ‘repairing bridges’ and all that.” “None of ‘em will say yes,” Dead End says. He taps the bar twice, trying to goad Thundercracker into attacking again. “First Aid might. Y’know, the short one I with the visor and mask? I heard he’s agreeable.” “I heard he’s real handy with a gun. That might be useful.” Thundercracker vents heavily, giving Dead End a false opening, just to strike and intercept his digit. “I’ll ask, then. Hand me the directory, will you?” Dead End takes one last shot at Thundercracker before abandoning their game, reaching under the bar to pull out a data pad. Thundercracker taps the medibay’s business line into his comm. .:Is First Aid there?:. The reply is immediate. .:Present and responding. Who is this?:. .:Thundercracker. Dead End and I are going on an adventure and we need a medic. You in?:. Dead End leans on Thundercracker's shoulder, both of them watching the comm. The reply takes a couple minutes. .:You know what? Sure. But I get to bring someone of my choice:. .:Done:.
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seafoamsol · 2 months
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PREORDERS OPEN!
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Immortalise Dead End and Astrotrain's non-hostile and positive work relationship with this charm of eternal torment!
Link to preorder [ HERE ]. Note that this will close on April 7th!
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rawmeknockout · 1 year
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Excuse me snurt snurt, but how about Dead End being played by Astro train's digits after constant teasing
"You fraggin'- Guh!" Dead End's digits curl into a shaky fist, brow scrunched with concentration, as he ruts down against Astrotrain's singular digit. Fraggin' scrapheap. Astrotrain gives him an infuriating look. He would reach up to smack him in the optic, if that big oaf wasn't making it so hard to process anything besides tactile input.
"What was that? I don't think I understand what you were trying to say." Astrotrain has a shit-eating grin across his insufferable face, which almost always means Dead End is about to be tormented. It doesn't stop the smaller mech from moving down onto that teasing digit to get more in his valve, ventilations stuttered to a tight stop in his chest, as the shock knocks his cooling fans out of commission for a nanoclick.
Finally, blessedly, after nearly two hours of the fucker teasing him with the barest touches of his EM field and digits playing with his seams, Primus looks down on Dead End with pity. And he thought the all-knowing bastard had forsaken him. When Astrotrain changes pace to thrust his digit so hard and fast, thumb pressing insistently to his anterior node, sending overload after overload crashing through Dead End's sensornet: he begins to realize that this is just another form of torture. His glossy optics have a hard time focusing on the intense, smug look on the huge mechs face, but he's sure it would piss him off if he could.
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vitrificvitriol · 2 months
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Late night sketch
Bonus Astrotrain, who is waiting very patiently outside for them to stop fucking around:
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bean-pole-art · 5 months
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scarlet blood & cobalt veins
fandom: Transformers relationship: SoundRod, background Deadceptor word count: 30260 rating: T summary: The loop was no more. Cybertronians were almost free. With their guidance, the path to defeating the Quintessons seemed straightforward.
So why did everything between Soundwave and Hot Rod's felt so uncertain?
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Hot Rod did not belong to the group of patient mechs.
There was a word for it, he remembered. A word that Ratchet kept calling him, as his own patience was running low. Though Ratchet himself didn’t have much patience to begin with. Still, as soon as he stopped examining his health and told him everything was a-okay, Hot Rod had that tendency to already run away with his mind. Was Bumblebee up to anything? Maybe Windblade would want to race with him? So much so, that he bid the doctor a fast thanks and drove off the distance.
What was he thinking about? Oh, right and the concentration. That was something he also had to take note of. Hot Rod sighed to himself, approaching the doors to Maccadam’s bar. Or, well, the opening of the titan Iaconus. Just the simple sight of the outside world punched him with the greatest reality check.
It was easy to forget the lack of patience and concentration of his when the world Hot Rod lived in was… Just like that. Grey skies overwhelming every corner of Cybertron. Quintessons patrolling the streets, ready to catch anyone unruly enough who just wanted to wander the streets for a nano-klik, right in their tentacles. With the parade over and the Judge still before his optics, Hot Rod didn’t want to know what would happen if anyone got captured in the present time.
He sighed to himself. He really hated gray. And he really missed his home.
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