Longarm Prime and Blurr waltzing away as their "date." Longarm is teaching Blurr how to slow dance! As you can see from Blurr's face, this will be the moment where he falls deeply— deep in the trenches— in love :)!
I know I'm late, but bear with me. I am a very slow artist. And a very busy individual... 😭 I'm blinking twice.
I saw there was a shockblurr week going on and I had to throw some art out even if I can't participate in the actual prompts cuz of art block. Shockblurr's forever gonna hold a special place in my heart, so I'm so glad to see it get love <3
This scene is inspired by "The Little Mermaid " Originally published in 1837 by Danish author Hans Christian Andersen
I’m basing this moment on the one where Ariel makes a deal with Ursula. I think it’ll be a similar situation here with Blurr, when he exchanges his voice for mods and a chance to be added to the racing competition.
But anyway, there’s a small story for this. And don’t get used to it! XD This might be the only time you’ll ever read something like this from me
Within the dark cavern laboratory thrummed with the low, constant hum of hidden machinery. Bioluminescent crystals cast faint, sickly violet light across jagged walls and scattered data terminals. Blurr hung suspended high above the cold rocky floor, his frame thoroughly entangled in Shockwave’s extendable treaded appendages.
The segmented, flexible treads had coiled and woven themselves tightly around his arms, legs, and torso, lifting him with effortless mechanical precision. He couldn’t see the face -only the single glowing red orb somewhere in the upper shadows and the two enormous claws that dominated his entire field of vision.
One claw was wrapped firmly around his waist, the broad, sharp digits completely engulfing his midsection and holding him in place like he weighed nothing. The other claw hovered near his faceplate, it's movements slow and deliberate as it gestured.
Shockwave’s voice emerged from the darkness- calm, flat, echoing slightly off the cavern walls.
“So… you wish to become a racer.”
Blurr’s voice came out small and timid, strained by the treads constricting his frame.
“Y-yes…”
“Then a payment is required.”
Blurr’s optics widened. He tried to shift in the grip, but the treads only tightened in warning.
“B-but I don’t have any credits, or—”
“I am not interested in credits,” Shockwave interrupted smoothly. The hovering claw extended a digit and pointed directly at Blurr’s throat, the tip stopping just short where his voice box should be.
“That rapid, overclocked little audio emitter of yours that you dub a vocalizer will suffice..."
Blurr’s gaze locked onto the claw. He could feel the digit’s tip in the air near his neck. His spark pulsed harder than it should have against his chest plates.
He gulped.
Shockwave continued without pause, the claw around his waist giving a possessive squeeze.
“In exchange, I will grant you the frame modifications required to compete at the highest levels. Optimized pedes. Enhanced speed systems beyond anything a courier could achieve.
As I am… proficient with such networks, I can also ensure your designation is added to the official racer registry. No questions. No scrutiny. You will have your chance at the big leagues.”
The digit remained pointed at him for a long moment.
“However,” Shockwave went on, tone never shifting from calm logic, “there is one condition if you wish to retain this new form and status permanently. You must secure a spark-mate from among those who inhabit the race field. Not merely any bond... a true sparkmerge born of genuine affection. Should you fail to achieve this by the conclusion of the racing season… your frame, your spark, and everything I have granted you will belong to me.”
The words hung in the air between them. The only sounds were the quiet whir of the treads and the distant drip of energon.
Blurr trembled in the grip. His mouth opened, then closed. He looked at the claw near his face, then down at the one wrapped so completely around his waist. Desperation warred with fear across his faceplates.
“…I agree,” he whispered.
The claw near his throat retracted slightly. Shockwave’s voice remained perfectly even.
“Very well. An acceptable agreement has been established. Now then...”
The treaded coils around Blurr’s frame shifted with a soft mechanical rasp, preparing to lower him toward the waiting lab equipment below. The single optic in the darkness flared brighter for a brief moment.
Spoiler alert: Blurr still falls in love with Longarm, who works in the racing fields (as either a manager or a custodian— I haven’t decided yet). Either way, they fall in love… but by the end, Blurr still belongs to Shockwave. :)
This is a bit old but I just got wifi and yeah why not uploading it. Hambone and her awesome fics are the reason I ship this so hard… Stupid comics. Sorry for the lame dialogue.
💜💙 Warm greetings, beloved Shockblurr shippers and fellow macaddams! ✨
It is with the utmost pleasure of the century that we present to you…
Shockblurr Week!
Can you imagine our surprise when we realized that a ship as wonderful and long-standing as Shockblurr had never gotten its own dedicated week of celebration? Atleast, from what I heard of!! Well, we’re changing that! A group of passionate fans came together and decided it was finally time to make it happen.
We are absolutely thrilled to announce Shockblurr Shipping Week — happening the thrid week of June 2026 (14th – 20th)
This event is very relaxed and lenient. We don’t mind if you submit late — life gets busy and we totally understand! What matters most is that you participate, even if it’s only one piece. You can join every day or just pick your favorite — one day is more than enough. Finished or unfinished, art, fics, edits, model figures… everything is welcome!
Please be kind and respectful to everyone and their creations. We’re here to have fun — it’s not serious!
Content Guidelines
- If your work includes gore, dark/heavy themes, or anything potentially triggering, please label it clearly. But we do encourage it to be light.
- NSFW is allowed but must be properly labeled.
Monday, June 14- Classical Literature: (Any novel or mythology from the 1800s or earlier — Dracula, The Phantom of the Opera, etc. — or simply having them read books to each other.)
Wednesday, June 16 – Hide & Seek! : Spy disguises and evasion, cute playground style, or anything in between — who cares, just have fun!)
Thursday, June 17 – Surgery / Experiment : Blurr in a hamster wheel? Mad science? Playing chemist? Cute, angsty, or anywhere in between!
Friday, June 18– Regret / Guilt: From light and adorable, like eating the last treat and regretting it later to deeper emotional angst.
Saturday, June 19 – Taming! : “How to Train Your Dragon” vibes, taming the beast, or taming a speedy little Autobot — your choice!
Sunday, June 20: FREE DAY: Your day! Create whatever your spark desires — no rules!
These examples are just there to spark inspiration — you do no have to follow them exactly. Interpret the themes however you like!
This is our first Shockblurr Shipping Week, so it’s not an official recurring event yet. If it goes well and everyone has a blast, we might make it a tradition in the future!
Have fun, create to your spark’s content, remember to play nice, and tag everything with “#ShockblurrWeek” and “#ShockblurrWeek2026 “ so we can find and celebrate all your amazing work!
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