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breakitoutwildbreak · 3 months
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Cats don’t know the meaning of privacy… 🫣
Part 2
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yandere-fics-n-stuff · 10 months
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Yandere G1 Soundwave with auotbot femme reader saving one of his cassette? Please?
Yandere Soundwave X Autobot! Femme! Reader
Out of all the autobots, you were by far the most caring. Despite being enemies of the Decepticons, you never hated them. You knew why they started the war- even if they went about it the wrong way. 
Instead of participating in the violence, you opted to instead keep everything organized, and everyone cared for. You made sure the weapons were cleaned and safe to use, that everyone was recharged and fed, and kept Wheeljack from blowing up the base (every other Friday). You also knew a little bit of first aid to get by.
With that regard, no one ever expected you to fight. You were a pacifist through and through- so when you went on a mission with them, they were shocked. You were just going with the intent of recon for a possible energon source- no one ever expected the fire fight that happened an hour into the mission. 
You hid behind a rock while your Autobot friends fought with the likes of Soundwave, his minicons, and the trine. The battle was fierce as many Autobots and Decepticons alike were injured- and then you saw it. 
A minicon bird was about to be blown up. While they were your enemies, you knew that dying like that was brutal. Before you could stop yourself you were running over, throwing the bird minicon as far as you could away from the explosion.
All you could hear before you were blown up was the shouts of panic from your friends. All of the fighting seemed to have stopped as both sides realized what happened- you had saved a Decepticon.
A moment later, you were knocked unconscious. Everyone looked on in shock or horror as you were thrown into the sky. Smoke surrounded the area you were in, and no one could see what happened for a few moments as the smoke cleared. 
There was your body, lying limp on the ground. Energon leaked from several spots on your body. Many assumed you were dead- and not even the Decepticons mocked your injuries. It was pure silence as Ratchet ran over to you and checked for a spark pulse. 
“She’s alive! Get her back to base, NOW!” The terrified medic called out. The Decepticons went to fight the fleeing Autobots before Laserbeak and Soundwave stopped them. 
Soundwave couldn’t explain his feelings. He had never even seen you before. An Autobot jumping in to save a Decepticon was almost unheard of- and yet, there you were. You jumped into an explosion and there’s no telling if you’ll survive your injuries. You had saved his child, knowing full well you could die. 
Soundwave looked you up in the Decepticon database when he got back. He found out that you were a neutral for a long time until Decepticon forces destroyed your home. Instead of killing, you made it your mission to save lives- Decepticon or Autobot.
At the Autobot base, it took you a month to get back on your feet. Your body was weak, needing extensive physical therapy. Everyone was fretting over you and it drove you crazy- so you snuck out of the base for a drive. You cruised through country roads, with no clue you were being followed. 
Soundwave had been stalking you since you’d been injured, his minicons monitoring your status. He wanted to know why you helped Laserbeak. It was about a week in he found out your hatred for the war. You said you didn’t understand why the Decepticons were still fighting- however you just dreaded the idea of hating them.
Since then, Soundwave wondered if he could turn you to the Decepticons. He found you when you were driving, and jumped in front of you. You were panicked, trying to drive away. You were too slow and the minicons easily stopped you.
You transformed back into your botmode, and held your hands up in surrender. “I don’t want trouble.”
Soundwave tilted his head at you. He thought it was adorable when you shook with fear. He loved how terrified you looked- though he preferred it when you looked happy. 
“Designation: Soundwave.”
You blinked, confused that he told you his name. “O-oh. Nice to meet you- I’m (Y/N).” When he didn’t speak back, you looked down at the minicons. You saw the bird minicon, and smiled. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
Laserbeak squawked and landed on your shoulder. He nuzzled into your neck cabling. You giggled at the funny feeling and moved him to your arm. 
Soundwave watched closely- yes, you’d make a great addition to his family. The minicons needed someone motherly to keep them out of trouble when he wasn’t there. Soundwave reached out to you, touching your faceplate. 
“What are you doing?” You looked embarrassed at the close proximity.
“Order: Return with us.” Soundwave grabbed your servo and pulled you along.
“Hey, no! I have to get back to the Autobots- It’s nice to meet you, but I’m no Decepticon!”
You felt something jump on your back- it was Ravage. The other minicons pinned you down to the ground as Soundwave leaned down. “Statement: You have no choice.”
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ruthxaprime · 6 months
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illustrations that I have commissioned from great artists, the first two are made by: https://miharu-dimanche.tumblr.com/?source=share
and the last one is made by: https://www.instagram.com/mr.petersaurusrex/?hl=es
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onyxstic · 1 year
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One day, I took a shower, and in that shower, I thought: “lmao imagine if I combined transformers and toh”
Sigh..
!click for better quality!
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And some quick sketches/concepts for more stuff
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Should I design more for the other toh characters is the real question
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robobrainrot · 9 months
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Apparently I never posted my Beloved Minicon;
Barbiegirl
Barbiegirl (she/her) is vain and fun. Think of the stereotype of a 2000s era popular girl. Her life in plastic IS fantastic! She's a teen queen. Shes that girl. She's everything.
She could also be considered a botbot I guess. I KNOW thats not the same as a minicon but I made this character like 2 years ago so don't get too caught up in the logistics. I picture her standing at around 1ft tall, but I guess she could be anywhere between 8inches to 2ft tall.
BG is quickly becoming a fan favorite on Art-fight. So I was reminded that I should probably share her with Tumblr aswell~ 💖
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Un baquero Servo pero no le queda el sombrerito 😂😅
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sobbingprincess · 11 months
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YOU GO, BUZZSAW
Elephants were Soundwave’s favorite animal </3
IDW Soundwave, my beloved. <3
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greenbookreclaim · 7 months
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Crank up the radio, crank up the volume. Surprise! It's Autobot Crank! It's an oc based on an old sun damaged radio I used to carry around with me. @drill-teeth-art was commissioned to make this art piece. Thank you for making this!
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green-shadow-tf · 2 months
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Transformers Armada Optimus Prime, junto a una Minicon (@lesbo-saster )
Me encantó✨️
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pocoslip · 6 months
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How I imagine Hot Shot and his Mini-Con Partner are like after reading Jolt's Bio
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laserbread · 1 year
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Have a seat
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doruumon · 8 months
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The Cybertron Wants You! Zine is finally out, so I get to show off my full piece! Love them Minicons. This was a ton of fun, everyone involved was so supportive & gave great feedback.
Thanks @rbzines for hosting such a fun project.
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no-eyj000 · 1 year
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Leyendecker study and Merry Christmas🥳🎄🌟🎁
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ask-the-toy-box · 29 days
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zhangzhehanoclock · 4 months
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sergate · 1 month
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Neon-green spandex missile
part 1
Neon-green electric bike is driving wild all over North America. It's no no-brainer that this minicon is going around as an electric bike eventually crosses the paths of the other Cybertronians. It's no wonder Soundwave eventually meets a ghost of his cassette and now wants to take in a Neon-green spandex missile.
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To be fair I didn't think this could have been even possible to end up like this. I didn't think fate would be just a huge bitch. But there I was living my life... As a neon-green electric dirtbike... That ran on energon. I don't know how that was possible but it was so there I was.
You would think it would be cheating to be an electric bike that used fuel and you would be right, but nothing felt more cheating than the fact that out of all the possible things there could be in a universe where robots-sized two-story houses beat each other you would ens of being in the 1% that wasn't a two-story sized bot, but as one that alt mode was just sizable enough to be a fucking bike.
I was a minibot now, or a minicon?
I didn't know, nor did I care. I had bigger things to worry about. Like finding energon.
Finding energon was tricky. It wasn't exactly common nor that plentiful once found for reservations most often didn't hang around on the surface where I had access.
So I was cursed to drive around the wilderness in search of some food or die. Luckily being a minicon/bot I didn't need that much and being a fat bike let me go in the rough terrains very easily.
Just like right now.
The sandstone crunched under my wheels as I biked down a ledge in the middle of nowhere. 
The rock slides of this area had proved to be plentiful but after a year of biking around the ledges in the wilderness. In conclusion, I decided to change my view. 
Away with the mighty mountain ledges and rock slides away with snow and pines, I wouldn't be here for another winter, I would head south. Welcome sand, sun, and heat!
The mid-day sun heated my surface and reached the down of the ravine. The gentle stream lapped my tears as I headed down the stream. The round rocks gave no resistance and generally didn't jostle me that much.
I was nearing the hike path of this national park so I activated the protoform on my seat. It wasn't pretty, by any means just a person in a tight spandex and whole head helmet on my seat seeming like some sport nut job going about their day in 80km/h. 
Electric bikes weren't yet a thing or at least so popular so I got a few stray glances as I went, but nothing major. Finally, I made it to the camping area and set myself next to the real bikes to wait and see.
You see I had no thoughts of driving to my new area on my own. Why waste the fuel? I was going to hitchhike there. 
Bike thieves were everywhere and opportunist kleptomanes could be anyone if given a chance. So now I needed to choose a person who would go in the right direction.
I let my gaze wander along with the people trying to play mindreader on the four groups loitering around the park.
There was a family with two small children sitting by one of the picnic tables. They seemed to be just arriving... And their clothes were too local so they were off the list.
They wouldn't most likely go far or have the mentality to take an unguarded bike.
The next one was a promising hiker couple. Scruffy looking and eyeing me with curios eyes they emerged from the woods. Whit giant packages.
I could bet they would at least try to steal me and the Texas logo stitched on their jacked promised a journey far away to shouth.
But then they sat on one of the tables and pulled a video taper.
"Hello! Here we are across the U.S.A hiking trip with 450 kilometers left, but we are here in Idaho right now in a little moose nature center!" 
Should have known.. a hippy nature hike couple. I had seen enough of them to know. +It seemed like they were European. 
No luck with them.
now let's see. hmm.
Oh.
There was a band of boys loitering around the fire shelter. They acted like 
your typical over-caffeinated teen-bro-angsts pushing and shoving each other in a bull-like manner as they grilled hamburgers over the surprisingly in-control fire.
They seemed very promising. I was about 99% sure these people were the ones.
They did their dance for a while and honestly? I found myself quite entertained for I had started to narrate the ordeal like it would have been some nature show.
"And now the lower statue male challenges the alpha male by pushing him on the shoulder. The alpha male responds by pushing him back a little harder and laughing with his teeth bared. The lower statue male realizes the superiority of the alpha male and joins in on the laughter but aims his laughter to the side to show submission." 
After that, the pack started to move. There were six bros in the pack and they all were jock-looking and speaking heavily with an accent I betted to be southern. Or at least hoped.
Honestly, at this angle, it was a bit scary to have them lumber over to me, but I was counting on that they wouldn't want to scratch my shiny green paint job.
They were now in front of me and I if I could was holding my breath.
And then they walked past me without even sparing a glance, before hopping onto the bikes and driving off to the woods. That damned one present! 
HOW HARD IT COULD BE TO GET STOLEN! 
I mean I was a pretty fancy-looking bike! An electric one! That ran on Energon... BUT ANYWAY, WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO TAKE A BIKE LIKE ME INTO THEIR SOUTHERN HOME?
Someone grabbed my handlebars. I guess the fourth one is the charm. Woo-wee I am about to be stolen!
Wait? What is this supposed to be? I wanted to practice my stealer for he was the father of the first group I assessed.
The man walked me away from my parking spot like he owned me. Across the park we went and into the parking lot of the cars. There next to a greasy and rusty pickup truck was the heist family waiting, The tailgate opened and a piece of plank leaned on it to make a makeshift ramp.
The children were already herded and hopefully buckled up in the truck. Judging by the panting of the father I guessed he wasn't in that good shape. He had half-jogged me across the park and was panting like a hotdog. we weren't going to make it up to the blank. I was going to end up on my side on the asphalt.
So I decided to play it safe. Sneakily as I could I powered my back wheel on and gave myself momentum to make it up the ramp. The pickup truck tilted a little backward as I ran up to the back. I was unceremonically set on my side and a tarp was pulled over me. 
Now I was off to new views! Hopefully, some views that have less snow!
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