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ultra-phthalo · 1 day
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Enclosure Encounter
[Transformers Reversed First Contact AU. Your encounter with an unspecified bot held in an enclosure] Word count: 725 ------------------------------------------------------------- To not be heard. Imagine talking to someone and they don’t know that you were talking to them. Do you ever remember being distressed? Something had happened, your stress evident in the most readable wide eyes you have ever seen. Your movement hasty and you raise your voice to beg the person in front of you to do something. But the release of acknowledgement never came. Devoid of any reaction to your voice. Your distress was invisible to the person next to you. You were the unreadable one…
Looking at the light of the enclosure reflecting off the red railing in front of you. You watch your fist’s grip tighten around the railing from the memory. The metal to skin contact made an odd creaking noise that peaked above the catting crowd. The hums of accidental bumps and kids impatiently slapping the railing buzzing through your hands. The sight of the bot’s far off gaze and spent form returned that unpleasant memory. Clearly your mind is still hung up on something.
The early morning visit to this natural history museum exhibit was meant to be a last minute decision. But you had no clue that you'd got the luck of turning up here during feeding time.
A grinding noise was heard as the bot finally noticed its tray of mini pink energon cubes. It sat beside the tray. The whole set up having the energy of a regular person sitting at a cafe. Eating from a raised blocky table and sat on a cube for chair. The bot avoiding eye contact from all angles.
The bot began to slow its chewing. And looked in your general direction. “It’s going to freak out.” Murmured one voice. “Do you think it’s going to snap at us?” Another. There was excitement when the chewing stopped entirely. Energon crumbs on its face. The sight causing you to reach for your phone. *Click*
You glance at your phone screen before returning it to your bag. The bot’s optics dead centre with the lens of your camera. You felt the buzz of the crowd skip.
The lone bot that had its back against the corner of the enclosure got up and was walking towards your direction. “Is the glass capable to hold a bot like that back?” The thought whipped by. “There must be something more interesting to it behind me. It couldn’t have been because of me-.”
The bot sat down beside the glass. Closer than ever before. You stuck to your spot. As others stepped back. The bot had its tray of energon with it. And proceeded to break a pink chunk off and leave the share in front of you. “He’s sharing his food with me?”
Looking over the pink shimmer of the crumb of energon through the glass. And looking back up to the face of a bot taking their time calmly snacking next to you. You can’t help but let a smile slip. Before impulsively putting a hand over your mouth from the shock. Optics — giving you a wide eyed response. Puffing a sharp exhale. You grab something from your bag. Pulling out a chocolate bar, you break a row and place it on the small ledge outside of the enclosure glass. Then breaking a second row for yourself. The bot’s language as it leaned closer telling you it was intensely interested in what you were doing. With it flashing a smile back as it saw your acceptance of the gift and the gesture of giving something back in your own strange way.
They managed to find a way to socialise with one another. But with both sides finishing their last portions. You felt another tug as the bot relaxed leaning to the side you stood. With its regular glancing making sure you were still there next to him. You had to go now. Turning your back to the bot. The light of your familiarity guided his eyes through the crowd. And you left.
The two gifts, unable to be taken by either side of today’s wonderful exchange. Stayed together long after you and the bot lost sight of one another. As you gave that last, shy and real goodbye wave to the bot. Your hand seen above all else. Followed by a foolish sensation, causing you to dive into the hallway of the next room.
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xenussx · 1 day
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Omge new oc! :33💥
Concept sketches v 😋
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smol hands ^
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ultramagnys · 3 days
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this is orion pax and megatronus/d16. do you see my vision
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poodlepincushion · 2 months
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Transformers Trio from ATL Comic Con!! These photos turned out so well we absolutely ate!!!🤤🥰
Rachet is Torrance.sol_ Drift is @lova.cos and I’m Rodimus (on insta) thank you to Ashleyriversphotography for shooting these 🔥
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cosmosnout · 1 year
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He definitely bullied his classmates in med-school
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shapeofmetal · 1 year
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I love their big luminous eyes
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mainenorth · 5 months
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rose-the-bot · 11 months
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Bigots: a nonbinary transformer!?? What's next? Gay robots!!?
Transformers comic book fan's:
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If you're in the know, you know 😉
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dangus-doo · 11 months
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I draw a pen doodle every day until I forget
Day 364: Optimus Prime (Rise of the Beasts)
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Man, this movie’s Prime design is great! It’s a little more skeletal than the Bumblebee movie, but it’s still great to look at!
I wanted today to be another collage like yesterday was supposed to be. I didn’t Budget my time well though, so it’s still a little sketchy for what I would like.
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I return with some short/sweet Earthspark Starscream x Reader content to try and ease me back into writing! Hope you all enjoy!
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The first slivers of morning light to reach your eyes were met with a grunt of displeasure and an instinctive roll to the side, the comfort of your extra toasty nest pulling you back into one of the better rests you'd ever had and pushing away wakefulness at any cost. A slight hum from below soothed all the tension from your body, bringing a smile back to your face as you snuggled deeper into the blankets. The outside world had nothing this cozy to offer you. 
Catching the familiar sound of a bot taking in a vent just below, you cracked open an eye to find the Seeker beneath your nest in the middle of a yawn, his lean frame flexing as he stretched his arms over his helm. Every movement was careful not to disturb the thin mattress and blanket tangle atop his chest acting as your bed, but you knew Starscream would want you up sooner rather than later. Closing both eyes and remaining limp, you tried to pretend to be in deep sleep, hoping his spark might be softened by the sight of his favorite human sleeping peacefully. 
A digit stroked along your cheek to dash your hopes, but you did your very best to stay still, even when he chuckled beneath you and the bounce carried through the mattress.
"Wakey wakey." he purred with another teasing brush of his thumb. It took all of your acting skills to stay still, your desire for sleep matched only by how much you enjoyed spending time with your beloved bot. He chuckled again and playfully brushed your hair aside, making it clear you were had with a boop of your nose. "I know you're faking, Y/N. You can't fool me so easily."
"Nooooo..." was all you could say, despite now being thoroughly awake. There was just something about snuggling next to a spark that was more comfortable than you could possibly put into words.
"Come now; I didn't visit so you could use me as a glorified bed frame. Up." he said, still playful but slightly more firm as he tugged on your blankets. Relenting with a yawn, you rubbed your eyes and accepted his help climbing to the floor, bare feet meeting the large carpeted rug that the Seeker usually slept on. Blinking the sleep from your eyes, you walked over to the heavily upgraded barn's makeshift kitchenette and flicked on the lights. Starscream removed your nest from his chassis and stretched out his lean frame with further teasing. "Besides, it's rude for the host to rise after guests."
"Mhmm..." you replied as your stomach gave its first growl. Not willing to put much effort into feeding yourself, you opened a cupboard for your favorite cereal and set about pouring it in a bowl. Bright blue optics turning to the sound compelled you to speak as you added the milk before returning it to the tiny fridge. "It's rude for hosts to eat without serving guests too, but if you want breakfast, we'll have to swing by the Maltos. I don't exactly have energon on tap."
Starscream averted his gaze, expression briefly looking more conflicted than distraught at the idea before he recovered, mock disgust shielding his ego as usual.
"As much as I enjoy those visits..." he sighed and rested his arms behind his helm, as if the very idea was wearing him out. "It's far too early for that much affection. I can wait."
It was your turn for teasing. The Malto kids had a much more positive view of the Seeker after his dramatic and timely rescue, and as such, swarmed him like eager puppies whenever the two of you stopped by. You found it utterly adorable, especially when he tried his hardest to pretend such tender displays of affection weren't to his liking, or that Hashtag didn't have him at her beck and call for selfies, movie watching, or whatever else her spark desired. Finishing up another spoonful, you carried your bowl over and sat beside his helm, smiling as he cracked open an optic. "Awwww, not ready to be swarmed by your fan club?"
"Not at the moment... Their energy is boundless." he said dramatically, pinching the bridge of his nose as if fighting a headache. You knew he was being silly even if he wasn't exaggerating too much. Any one of the Malto kids was a boundless ball of youthful exuberance, and by their powers combined they could wear out even the most energetic adults. Starscream always fell into deep, unshakeable recharge after those visits, and you were never far behind. The Seeker sighed as he leaned his helm against your side, resembling a twenty foot cat so closely you couldn't resist the urge to give his helm a loving stroke. A smug yet affectionate smile pulled on his lips as he savored the gentle touch. "I'd much prefer a quiet morning, free of obligations. I've more than earned it." 
"I can handle that. How about a movie?" you replied quickly, reaching for the remote that had been tucked in your blanket nest. Clicking on the wall mounted flatscreen that Starscream continuously claimed to have obtained legally before gifting to you, you scrolled through a dozen or so streaming apps. 
Holding forth his cupped palm, Starscream agreed with a predictable caveat. "So long as I get to pick. I am the guest, after all."
"You're the guest." you agreed with a smile, handing the remote over before finishing up your cereal and shoving the bowl aside. The Seeker skillfully managed the human sized buttons as you snuggled against his side, just able to hear the birdsong of a beautiful morning beginning outside. As far as you were concerned, the whole world could wait while the two of you enjoyed the simple delight of a lazy morning. Judging by how his arm not so subtly curled around you, he felt exactly the same.
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lubia-zenite · 1 year
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sometimes you just gotta draw the ot3
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cozzzynook · 29 days
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Dratchrod decepticon claiming bites? Idea originally from GhostHost on ao3 & i love it!
Deadlock gave Ratchet a horrendous bite claim that couldn’t be covered. It was surprisingly Rodimus who gave Drift a mating claim in the form of two burns on his face? Drift puts that red paint on them for decoration.
Ratchet courted Drift the autobot way with gifts, affection and companionship while Rodimus courted Ratchet with whatever the mech asked for and long moments of peace in and out if the medbay.
Neither remember that they never courted Rodimus.
And it only comes to head when Magnus pulls them aside asking if they would take it personal if he and Megatron started courting him since he and Megatron
— ( who are claimed together by Magnus marking Megatron’s chest with a curl design on each side & Megatron courting Magnus/Minimus with poetry, honesty & promising to walk beside him for the rest of their life cycle. He chose the way miners used to court since he wanted it to be genuine & Magnus/Minimus truly appreciated it )
— knew they were amica with benefits.
The two are completely shocked and blindsided by this & they start denying that saying they’re in a relationship until they realize they never courted Rodimus back and Magnus takes this as his opportunity to inform them he and Megatron would be pursuing.
So now its a race against the clock for Drift & Ratchet to court Rodimus.
But things aren’t easy or simple when they see Magnus and Megatron enter Rodimus’s office and get a bad feeling.
They don’t see or hear from Rodimus until the next day who is blushing receiving a gift from Magnus. They didn’t even know Rodimus liked plants since he didn’t care much for flowers.
It doesn’t get better when they see Megatron put a cube of energon to Rodimus lips and tells him to “drink,” with an emotion one would not say Megatron capable of.
Idk i just like the angst of dratchrod because of canon dratchet & rodimus is alone 😭 but i promise i like dratchrod happy. I also like Megarod & Magnus/Minimus with rodimus.
Tips on my kofi are greatly appreciated 🥰
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xenussx · 4 hours
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Sum doodles w Radion and Ratchet
old man yaoi!!!!!!!!!
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blighted-lights · 4 months
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whirl from a magma session i did with my twin,,, ough
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pax-former · 1 year
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Multiple times this has happened to me
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noose-lion · 3 months
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Wanted to show off this Prowl I drew from memory so I could have him as a sticker on my new sketchbook. I haven't drawn anything Transformers in probably four years, so I'm tickled pink with how he turned out. I miss my robots.
Is it now obvious what my 'art style' was cultivated from?
Get a sticker of him for yourself
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