[WHAT IF]: What if in the episode of TranWarp PART 2, instead of Blurr tumbling to a complete stop a few meters away from Longarm Prime, he actually rams into him. The sheer force knocking them down in tangle limbs.
Decided to do something with an old sketch from way back in 2023 in an attempt get back to my old Danny Phantom roots, and man have my way of coloring and rendering changed.
Considering Lou Jitsu got kidnapped by Big Mama in the middle of the height of his career, the true crime case around his sudden mysterious disappearance without a trace must've been quite something. I can almost hear the true crime videos and podcasts around how he vanished without a trace, and the theories that would try to explain what happened to him.
I don't know if I'll ever finish this and it's been sitting collecting dust in my writing drafts for a while now. It's a medieval AU with monsters and supernatural creatures where Danny's parents are monster hunters, Sam is a rich noble who dresses like a pesent to be friends with Danny and Tucker, and Danny got killed by some unnamed creature and then woke up some time later in his grave, as one of those creatures. I had a whole story planned out but I never really got around to writing much about it. So thought I'd share a snippet of what I got at least. They're still fourteen, btw. It was supposed to be like a series of multiple stories.
Snippet of the story under the cut:
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Now that he was more docile, Sam got a better look at him as a whole. Saw the way his shape was not quite as animalistic as she'd first observed in the woods. The curve of his back was very wolf like but the shape, size and structure of his torso was very reminiscent of a human's. His legs, despite the elongated feet with heavy paws at the ends, were still very much the same as any man's but with the heels never quite touching the floor, giving him an uncanny look as he padded across the room. His tail swished behind him, thick with fur and definitely going to be a hell to deal with in terms of shedding. Then there were his arms and the very obvious human hands attached to them. Despite the white fur and massive claws, as well as the black paw pads, they were undeniably human hands with fingers that gripped. They were maybe even a bit too long to be quite human, now that she looked at them more closely.
All in all, Danny still retained some very human features despite the black skin, black and white fur or the long claws. Even the tail didn't take away from the fact that his frame was just too human adjacent to belong to an animals. But then there was his face. Or where his face was supposed to be.
At first when Sam had seen him, she'd believed he was wearing some kind of mask. Something shaped like an animal skull to scare her or to give fright to anyone who saw it. Especially since his bottom jaw was furry and very much made of flesh. But that was wrong. The mask Danny wore wasn't a mask at all. Now she was very much sure that it was in fact his skull. She hadn't gotten a good enough look around the edges where the fur began and where the bone took over, but Sam could swear that from what she could see, the skull seemed to be growing out of his flesh.
It was…. disturbing. In a fascinating kind of way, but still very much disturbing.
Sam scratched her arm as she watched him walk around the open space of the barn, bent on all four and sniffing the ground. She couldn't tell his facial expression. Unsure if he even had any like this, with his face made up out of bone. She didn't really know what to do or what to say. How to handle the situation before her even though she'd been so sure about herself when she'd told him to follow her.
Now he was here and she had no idea how to actually help him. With all of her occult knowledge, Sam couldn't even say for sure what kind of creature Danny was supposed to be.
She'd at first thought he was a werewolf. He'd been killed in a viscous animal attack, after all. The signs were there. Partially eaten organs, torso torn to shreds and long claw marks cleaving his skin in two leaving him a bloodied mess of a corpse.
But werewolves didn't pass the curse by killing their victims. In fact, it hadn't even been a full moon when Danny had died. That had been on the night his grave had been burst open. Which kind of spoke to him being one, but Sam had never heard of a werewolf who could transform outside of the rise of the full moon. Not to mention that if a werewolf was loose in Amity, it would've made headlines right away. Danny would not have been the only victim. Yet, as far as she was aware, he'd been the only casualty. Not to mention, werewolves were more animal than they were men.
Danny had too many human features. Too much in his frame, in the shape of legs and the way he still had proper hands, despite the fact they were probably three times the size of his regular size.
And he was far too lucid. Too much in control of himself to be a werewolf. Because Sam would not have been able to get through to him if he'd been a proper moonwalker. Plus, it was still light outside. Werewolves only changed once a month, and they were rarely ever aware of their own transformation.
Danny turned his large animal skull in her direction, the green lights in the black eye sockets flickering as if he was blinking at her. He tilted his head before he slowly made his way over to her. Well, slow-ish. He was pretty tall and his legs were long, making him only need about five steps to actually reach her side.
There was a sound in the back of his throat that was very dog like. Very reminiscent of a whimper or whine, like a dog begging for pets.
He nuzzled forward with his bony snout but stopped himself. He seemed to contemplate what to do because he sat back on his legs and reached a hand up as if he was going to touch her. He halted when his hand was level with her face, instead spreading it out and flexing his fingers as if he was seeing them for the first time.
When he met her eyes, there was a look in those green lights that were just so sad that Sam took a step forward. She grabbed Danny's outstretched hand in her own before wrapping her arm around his neck as best she could. Sitting back like this he was still so much taller than her.
"It's okay," she whispered, trying to sound as reassuring as she could. "It's all going to be okay. I promise we're going to find a way to turn you back. I've got the books."
When she pulled back she pointed at the room she and Danny had left the stacks of occult literature and scripture in just a couple of days earlier.
The night he died, she reminded herself and her hand fell to her side. It felt so long ago now. The two of them and Tucker with heavy leather bound books in their arms, pushing through the doors to the barn, laughing and joking as Sam led Danny to where he could drop off his stack. It was probably still on the table where he'd left it, beginning to collect dust.
Sam hadn't been able to come back up here after she'd gotten the news. It hadn't felt possible to come here knowing that Danny would no longer be able to sneak up here with her. No more would he come with baked goods from his mom while they went over the occult that Sam loved so much. Danny was much less interested in the topics, but having hunters for parents he held a conversation better than anyone else she'd ever broached about the topic. Which, to be fair was limited to Tucker and her grandma, and while she loved the old lady with all her heart, Ida Manson wasn't as sharp as she'd once been.
There had been many late nights where Sam and Danny had bundled up in the old barn at the back of the Manson property, large tome in hand and reading through ancient texts about creatures from cultures and continents neither of them had heard of before. Tucker would usually be there as well, but at that point he would be slumbering in a corner somewhere.
That was fine. Tucker never believed on the same level as Danny did, and while Danny himself was skeptical at times, he was far more open minded to the concept of the occult than Tucker was.
But those memories had made it impossible to walk up the path to the barn that would usually fill her with joy. Her personal place of escape where her parents rules and expectations wouldn't have to get in the way of her interests. Where she didn't need to be Samantha Manson, daughter of a noble and sole female heir to her family's fortune, thus doomed to marry a fellow noble in order to live up to the family name. In that run down shack, she could just be Sam. Sam who liked to read and write, who didn't like to eat meat and Sam who liked the strange, unusual and twisted occult a little too much for society's standards. The Sam that befriended Danny and in turn Tucker. A Sam who didn't have expectations outside of her own.
In a way, a part of her had died with Danny that day. The part of her that still saw something good about this world. The part of her that still looked forward till tomorrow because maybe things would be better by then.
Maybe because, somewhere deep inside, she still blamed herself for what had happened. If she had just convinced Danny to stay that night, to not walk home in the dark where creatures hid, maybe he would've been alive today. He would still be himself and not this… creature that she couldn't name. If only she had convinced him to sneak into one of the spare rooms then maybe…
Danny bumped her cheek with the tip of what was probably meant to be his snout. It was cold and hard against her skin. She could feel a draft coming from the nose holes in the skull. The way he tilted his head and the low whine in his throat gave away his worry. For a second, she thought she'd heard him speak below the whimper but she shook the ridiculous thought away.
"Let's start by going through some books. There must be something on what you are in there. Somewhere," Sam said in regards to the makeshift library she'd built. She met Danny's eyes and took a deep breath before giving a stern nod, more to herself than to Danny. "We should also send for Tucker. He'll be able to at least help categorize." She gave Danny a one over before saying, "And he'll probably think you look amazing."
Danny gave a huff at that but it had an amused undertone to it that made Sam smile. She gave him a scratch behind one of his very wolf-esque ears. It made him tilt into the touch and release an almost purring kind of sound from deep down in his chest. His tail wagged back and forth just like that of a happy dogs.
Also that comic panel where Megatron wants Optimus to submit himself to him and become his Lord. Wanting to accomplish such glories with him.
That’s big time fuel to the fire.
I don't care how questionable the canonicity of this comic is! No one can tell me this is not canon! Megs wants Op as his wife to co-rule Cybertron. Simple as that <3 I'm delulu enough to accept this (but not the way the comic ended. Yes, I'm selectively delulu) as canon
Did you ever read the allspark almanac? I really enjoy the floorplans and the room designs of the autobot's base and their bedrooms. Optimus' trailer storage and Starscream's wing tacked up on the wall lile a trophy is a highlight but I like the insights you can take from how the bots and sari decorate their spaces. Just neat character details
People who've known me a while will know how I feel about suplementary material that should've been in the show. I'm sure there's plenty of useful stuff in the almanac that wasn't necessary to put in the show and that's fair. That's the stuff I expect in a supplementary material for sale. But from what I've seen, there's stuff in the almanac that should've been included in the show and is useful information for context. Like the history of the Autobots, how Megatron became the leader of the Decepticons, how Cybertronians even came to be in the tfa universe, etcetera (if I'm correct). This is stuff that should've been adressed in the show if it was that important. Not in a separate piece of media that I have to purchase in order to gain access to.
Short answer, no. I have not read the almanac. I'm sure I would like the character details, but at the same time. How the bots decorate their rooms could've easily been incorporated into the show by having short scenes of them in their respective rooms. Simple as that.
Maybe one day I'll get over my stubborness and read the almanac, though lmao
taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least 52 years as a fully grown adult
at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)
'middle age' is typically considered to be between 45-65
it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age
it's wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.
you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.
young doesn't mean peaked. you're inexperienced in your 20s! you're still learning and practicing! you're developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!
there are a million things to do in the world, and they don't vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big
do you know where people got the idea of TFA megatron being head over heels freaking obsessed with op? i love it so much, but when i watched TFA i was a bit disappointed with megatron not caring about him the first and second season haha
I don't actually, but I think it originated from the tfa comics. Particularly this panel;
But I honestly don't know. It might've also had to do with Optimus defeating Megatron in the season 3 finale, which many use as the reason for why Megatron would develope an obsession over Optimus.
I do think the fandom ran away with it a bit, though. Not that I can complain or anything. My stories certainly don't help much to say otherwise lmao
God bless chapter 28, some excellent food, thank you chef ❤️🙏
I was thinking about Sari’s key earlier, and I wonder how it may affect Optimus in his condition now or if it’d have any effect on a sparkling?
Thank you for telling me how much you like it ^^ It really makes me happy <3
And I don't think the key would have any effect on the sparkling as long as it's in Optimus' forge. The key needs to usually be used on the object or robot itself to heal it, right? While the sparkling is connected to Optimus, it isn't a part of his construction. It's a separate life, so I don't think as long as it's inside of Optimus' forge. Or that's how I see it, at least. This was also referenced earlier in one of Sari's pov's when she used the key on Optimus after he'd passed out and it didn't really do anything because the symptoms of the carrying and the sparkling aren't actually considered unnatural for their frames. It's already codes and programming that the key (as something that came from the Allspark) would recognize as normal or at least not as unusual.
As someone who works in computing, it's so funny that everyone calls your fic ACL. Blackpensils's smut / character development / sex-ed fic, which is titled, *checks notes*, access control list
That made me laugh, I'm not gonna lie. I shortened the name down since it's so long. Originally it was just shortened to "Accidentally Creating Life" but then that also became a bit long for certain posts on Bsky so then I shortened it down to ACL. I didn't even think that those letters together meant something else XD lmao, that's funny. Thank you for giving me a nice chuckle ^^
hello! i've been loving reading The Consequences of Accidentally Creating Life, and it's had me thinking- is Blackarachnia going to be the trigger for Megatron realizing OP is sparked?
Megs hasn't confirmed OR denied if he knows, but we aren't sure- I think what he's realized is the bond, not the carriage. Blackarachnia, though, grabbed what was rest of the filament and scurried off with it. She's a scientist, and it would not surprise me if she managed to figure out that the filament was a replacement for transfluid, even if she doesn't know why it is. As a medic, I'd imagine that Megatron would realize why a bot may need transfluid, or a cheap replacement of it
Also, I can't help but think she's going to cause problems. It's pretty obvious she still has a MASSIVE grudge against Optimus, which probably isn't helped by him riding Megatron like his life depends on it, and I can't help but think that she's going to cause some friction later on in the fic...
Whatever happens, I've really been enjoying your fic! thank you so much for sharing it, and I'm excited to see what comes next :D
I understand why people ask me stuff like this or how Megatron is going to find out and when, etcetera. But I literally can't answer that, now can I? It would spoil the whole story.
I'm happy to know you enjoy the fic tho <3 and I'm sorry that I can't give you any concrete answers. I do promise that the answers will come in the fic as the story goes on.
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