Listening to Nicki Minaj and David Guetta song called hey mama gave me ideas....
Beginning 2000'. Ur a sport car racer in the city of ur choice and ur kinda known in town to be very good.
Imagine one day u found an abandonned race car that has a yellow orange red paint job and decide to repair it and use it to do races (u know, like the one in Tokyo?). Because like, the car has a unique design u've never seen before, not even for a rally. And is in perfect condition.
The day of the race, u arrive and everyone is quiet bc wow, that car is new, shiny and beautiful. They all stare at u, including others competitors.
In summary, u start ur race, and praise the car asf like "yeah baby, give me all u've got", "show them what u can do", "that's right, go on, don't stop","such a perfect engine revving to prove them we are the best"... and u notice the car litteraly has no speed limite, is doing an outrageously good performance and seems to be enjoying the race. The adrenaline running through ur blood make u ignore the fact that the car seems to react and live the moment.
Because of this, u win every races and end up beating every records. Nobody has ever made such an impressive performance.
To avoid having people touch ur new jewel, you leave quickly after recieving some prices and go back home. You blast some music to celebrate.
Back home, u decide to wash the car when u notice some weird pinky liquid coming out from under the car.
If u want u can eventually write what happen next (it's midnight and my brain is nwjfifishs) but i kust wanted to share this idea with u :))
Have a nive day/night ~~~<3
gosh!! that is such a good idea omg. I always like the idea of bots going along whatever their new humans are taking them to, preffering to remain silent while the human just,,does whatever they want to do lmaoo. Only escaping to their bases at night then returning the morning after like they hadnt left.
Given the human is a racer I can imagine they would manhandle the car a lot,,,,and Cybertronian are naturally sensitive on the driving wheel as well as the joysticks (and the pedals, too. Especially, the pedals) which leads to several pent up 'frustrations' from the bot themselves....👀👀
Doesn't also help the way you keep praising the car, touches always so rough yet soft when you knead the joystick or swivel the wheel....
I don't have much to add but,,,,
—CURIOUS, you hunch over, other hand pointing the mouth of the hose to the crevices of the wheels. They rolled across enough dirt already, but you miss impatient skidding of the the wheels back and forth.
Whatever strange substance that was, it had a tangy smell to it — almost pungent, yet also a little sweet?
You curled out a finger and dipped it into the viscous liquid. It was strangely cool to the touch, yet the tip of your skin flared with a mild burn a only a balm would induce.
Moreover, the crush, candy color were reminiscent of the cherry flavored Gatorade, you hoard often from the shops. Is this some new kind of fuel? If so, then why weren't you informed? Trends these days....always so discreet. But, how did it end up here?
The thought of shoving your finger inside your mouth, going against all ethical hygiene practices for a taste to satisfy your curiosity, is short-lived the moment the engine rumbled.
But it wasn't just a rumble....almost like a whine. Did it just breedle? Did it talk?
You yelped and scrambled on your back when the car shifted : a blur of mesh metal parts, churning and transforming into shape. Then, a shadow loomed above you, caging you in. Chuffs of steam heaved, like breaths of a a beast and two blue flaring lights for eyes, fervent and desperate...
54 notes
·
View notes
sellbot cog redesigns!!!! :D thought process + extra design deets under the cut! (waning: its very long LOL)
cold caller: loosely based off of their tto trading card! rotary phone because uhhh. duh they call people, big pointy nose resembles icicle, elongated eyes / eye scopes? idk lol resemble allan. the shape of the receiver is supposed to resemble earmuffs almost? + little teefies
telemarketer: this is probably the most. vague design LOL but they're an auto-dialing machine! specifically based off of the one from the simpsons coz it.. felt fitting idk. i definitely took some liberties but they have a speaker mouth, an indicator bulb for a nose, and the cassette portion is their eye ^_^
name dropper: this was one of the harder names to translate into a design since it doesnt have any ties to any physical items / ideas? so i ended up just building upon their base design. the glasses and bun give them an uptight secretary vibe + gave them more droopy features such as a longer nose and hoop earrings to replace the old ones
glad hander: not much to say about this one. HAND!!!!! my original redesign for this had their eyes on their palm while the fingers sat on top but. idk. it felt more fitting for their hand to be in a fist while the eyes were on the fingers. it makes their middle finger look like a nose
mover & shaker: shaker -> salt & pepper shakers. ez pz. the lids look like little hats too
two face: this was a little tricky coz i like the double face look they originally had. but double talker already has that model and i think it fits them much more than it does two face. i cycled through a few different ideas but eventually ended up with this, inspired by the mayor from the nightmare before christmas & the way his head operates :P
mingler: nothing changed. literally perfect. mingler is peak cog design. just tweaked their colors and gave them a stronger head + hair shape that stands out against the others
mr. hollywood: same with name dropper & mingler, they have a vague name thats hard to interpret BUT the og design was already so good there wasn't much to change Anyways. i was subconsciously inspired by Something while designing them but i dont know what, i guess 50s celebrities? also inspired by ernesto de la cruz from coco!
as a general rule of thumb: i stuck to the same color palette for all of these designs (except for the blue in cold caller & two face. obviously) in order to communicate the fact that they're from the same department. for the more human cogs i tried to separate different parts of the head using color & lines (forehead, cheekbones, chin, nose, etc) in order to give them a subtle robotic look but you can't really see it lol... i tried to keep their GENERAL head shapes but some of them wandered a little far
+ i actually made palettes for all of the cog departments to work on if i ever want to make more redesigns! i'll stick them here since they're on topic
46 notes
·
View notes
Reader telling Peter that they're gonna be having a baby
Or
Charlie's first words?
I might have to write something about Charlie’s first words too because I have so many ideas <3
There’s just something about the universe that never wants you to execute your perfectly thought out plans. You spend so much time agonizing over the perfect way to do things, and yet the universe always seems to spoil your surprises. The first time you planned to ask Peter out, you’d sat and thought over your words for days until you could perfectly articulate your feelings, and then you’d stumbled over a loose piece of sidewalk and Peter had helped you up, and he’d been the one to ask you out for ice cream while patching up your bloody knee.
And now, your next perfectly planned moment is spoiled by Peter coming home early. Most days, you’d do anything to have a few extra hours with him in the evenings, but tonight your surprise is nowhere near ready, and you’re cursing every deity you can think of for ruining your night.
Rushing towards the front door, you slide on your socked feet as you try and distract Peter before he can spoil the surprise.
“Can you run out and grab something for you?” You ask before he even gets the chance to say hello, his bright smile turning slightly confused at your frantic appearance.
“Sure, what do you need?” He replies, already picking his keys up again as the wheels in your head spin and spin as you try and come up with an answer. Your mind is fully blank, though, so you end up just staring at your boyfriend.
While you try and come up with anything you’d possibly need to get him out of the apartment for just a couple more minutes, Peter starts to take in his surroundings to try and piece together the reason behind your strange behavior, and you add his intelligence to your list of curses. He takes in the balloons and the mess of the kitchen, ingredients and pans spread out across the countertops and the table, the gift bag and the mountain of tissue paper beside it, and you can see the moment the realization dawns on him.
“What did I forget?” He asks, as birthdays and anniversaries and holidays float through his head, and your heart breaks a little at the sadness in his eyes as he thinks he forgot something important.
“Nothing,” you promise him, steering him towards the couch and making no comments about the fact that his shoes are still on. Once he’s sat, you hurry back towards the kitchen to grab the gift bag, hiding it behind your back before feeling silly when you remember he’s already seen it.
“Open it,” you tell him as you set it on his lap, hesitating before sitting down next to him because you haven’t had time to really plan this out and now you’re feeling like you need to pace around the room. He’s slow and methodical as he opens the gift, nothing like his usual rambunctious self who opens presents like a toddler, and he’s gentle as he pulls out what’s inside.
It’s a pack of onesies, all with little science themed designs, because you couldn’t find a baby announcement themed one that didn’t make you cringe. This set is practical, too, because who would dress their baby in an outfit announcing their own arrival? At least, that’s the conclusion you came to as you spent hours and hours trying to find the perfect way to tell him, because you knew your words would fail you.
When he finally looks away from the gift, his eyes are wide and your briefly terrified, before he sniffles and sets the onesies aside to wrap you in the tightest hug possible, and your finally more relaxed than you’ve been since you left the doctor’s office the other day, your spiral of anxiety ending as it always does, with Peter by your side to keep you grounded.
“I had a whole big dinner planned too, but you ruined that by coming home early,” you tell him when he pulls away, the two of you giggling because you’ve never been happier, even though your perfectly thought out plan was ruined.
36 notes
·
View notes