give me the strength to keep this post up n not delete it! 😭🩵
alt version below n jumping
First post on my new art side blog, yaa! Let not delete it this time
my hands hurt!
Its been a while since I drew Drill Boy! I forgetting my son face…
Doing some more art practice so practicing with more thicker lineart style also trying to do more interesting backgrounds [even if it just patterns ] than just white, gray, or a solid color!
Imma keep practicing at it and actually try to comfy to post things here!
I honestly totally forgot I had this blog n was just remind of it! Still don't know how to do this stuff but welcome to Rorow's ask/rp blogs to hopefully help me start chat again >.<! excuse an english errors...
Rp/Submissions open now :3 Would love questions, i think i'm better at answering those ^^" Blog is SFW!
thank you for checking me out and hope to chat with you soon! <3
🩵Mama Rorow ( /rō/ /rō/ )
🌊She / They ( prefer you use they/them )🩵Sparkling Caretaker
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I do self-ship with Megatron <3 woo hoo!! Slight non-sharing but idk, ask, i can't explain it lolz!
i am pissed the fuck OFF with the kind of attention Taki is receiving on twitter, i know it can't be stopped whatsoever and this was kinda bound to happen but are you fucking serious dude
tldr there was an influx of people that discovered mcb through tachi but instead of giving the show itself attention they just started sexualizing the hell out of her, nsfw illustrations and all that too
"This trail is really starting to get on my slaggin' nerves.." Sideswipe quietly mumbles to himself as he continues to brute force his way through the woods, pushing away any heavy tree limbs and brush from his path as he ventures onward to Mysterio's cave. Hot air puffs out from his intake in a few futile attempts to get leaves out of it. "PuIgh! Ugh, man!" He pauses, but only for a moment, just enough to collect his bearings and to rake off any leaves stuck in his joints. Well.. most of them, quite a few of 'em just break under his touch, no matter how gentle he tries to be... Figures, just his luck. At least he has the beautiful tweets of birds singing to calm his ever increasing nerves.. even if just barely.
"This is absolutely atrocious, there's no way he treks this every time he leaves his place! This is by far the most dense part of the woods, for Primus' sake! Why would he live out here? What does he even do out here? There's no amenities! There's no television, there's no roads to speed down, nothing! Absolutely nothing! Just tons of birds, squirrels, and the occasional herd of deer.. Snooze! Not to mention the thick underbrush, Primus, what a slaggin' chore to get through. It's just making me anxious, what if I accidently step on a nest or something? How does he do it? He's bigger than me and I can barely make it through this mess! Is there some kind of simpler way out here that I'm missing?" Sideswipe ponders as he continues on his supposed "quick" voyage. The truth is, it should be a quick hike, about twenty breems or so.. So how exactly has he managed to be out here for at least a joor, you may ask? Well, it's simple, our heroic mech is currently wandering in circles.. and someone nearby has taken notice.
Suddenly, a branch he pushes away from himself snaps back into place like elastic and smacks him right on the aft. Perhaps he should've paid attention to his surroundings instead of wandering and wondering, that's a combination that will only cause you trouble. "Frag, frag, fraaag!" He whines out as he twists 'round to assess what exactly happened. With a sore tush and a small rub of his rump, he turns back around to continue on his journey, only to be greeted by Mysterio's hulking form, his shadow cascades down onto him from above. The sudden shock of his presence immediately makes Sides weak in the knees. "Oh frag!" Sides exclaims as he tumbles to the ground with a loud "Thud", Mysterio calmly observes him, his expression as neutral as always. "..How did you know where I was?" Sideswipe asks as Mysterio extends one of his back arms and helps him to his feet.
"After I heard a series of back to back "Slags" and "Frags" for a few breems, it wasn't very hard to put together who exactly it was and their location." Mysterio admits as he gazes behind Sides at the tornado of damage he's caused in the forestry around him. "Well, at least he did a better job than others.." He thinks before his vibrant magenta optics flicker back down to the poor disheveled cherry red bot before him, looking up at him like a lost sparkling. "Look at that mess.. he's absolutely filthy." Mysterio broods as he pulls out some leaves from underneath Sides' windshield wipers and pretty much every where else on him.
Sideswipe instinctively holds his arms out like a sparkling being cleaned as Mysterio makes his way around him, picking every little twig and fragment of destroyed forestry from his plating. "Oh, thank you. I tried to do that earlier, but it didn't really do much good..." He admits as he looks to the side, he pauses for a few moments, seemingly in thought, before he meets Mysterio's gaze once more. He watches as he returns to his previous spot, directly in front of him, gazing down at him some what lovingly.. he thinks, it's kind of hard to read him. He throws his hands up in the air in defeat then lets them fall back down to his sides with a loud aggravated sigh. "Well, you caught me." He replies, his tone a mixture of playful jokingness and genuine disappointment. Who wouldn't be a bit bummed after being caught being a loud mouthed fool fumbling around in the woods? He's lucky there's no decepticons in this area, they probably wouldn't have even bothered to fight him, they'd probably would've just taped him instead.
With a small sigh and a rare blink of his optics, Mysterio seems to lax a bit, almost as if he's content. Sideswipe swears he can almost see a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips, wouldn't it be something if he finally got to see him smile after all this time of trying to get him to? That would make his day. He's tried cracking jokes, but they've yet to crack him.. One day, one day it'll work, he's sure of it.
In one graceful, swift movement, Mysterio turns around and signals with his servos for Sideswipe to follow, and hesitantly, he quickly follows suit. The centaur cybertronian effortlessly and majestically weaves in and out of the forestery. The bushes, the trees, all of it is so easily evaded.. even though he's, puting it lightly, huge. Where as poor Sideswipe is tripping over every little twig and root sticking up out of the ground.
Upon hearing the third "Thud" in a row as Sides collapses onto the ground once again, Mysterio turns around and quickly picks him up and throws him onto his horse half's back. Sides heaves a heavy sigh as he relaxes into his form, he's always found comfort in the big mech's presence, especially when he gets to ride on him.. who wouldn't? He lifts himself up and carefully steadies himself by holding onto the giant bot's shoulders... It's always nice to ride a pony, isn't it? "You know, if you weren't so fast, I totally could've made it all the way through here without tripping even once, no sweat!" He announces confidently, with a slight shake of his head and a soft sigh of disbelief, Mysterio continues to elegantly stride through the forest, quickly making his way to his cave. And you know what? It takes no time at all, within a couple of breems they're right at the entrance of his dwelling, a secluded cave with a waterfall just a little ways inside. It really is beautiful... it's just not Sideswipe's style, he doesn't really like getting wet, and he's sooo gonna get wet.
The mech winces at the cold droplets just barely ghosting his plating as Mysterio enters his humble abode and walks by that beautiful streaming downpour carefully seeping out of the ceiling, Sides glances up in silent awe and watches as it crashes into a winding river that leads to a small hole in the wall just across the cave. Then something peculiar catches his optics, just by the little hole in the wall, an itty bitty mouse! It's sleeping within a flower's blossom. "Aww... How cute!" He thinks to himself as he ponders about why it would be sleeping there in particular, but he supposes if he were a mouse he'd wanna sleep in a nice smelling flower too. He looks about for more fuzzy creatures, how many more could be in here hiding in plain sight? "Wow, this place is actually pretty populated, huh?" Sides comments as he begins to realize just how many little creatures occupy this cave. Mysterio comes to a slow hault as he gazes about his home, the whole cave is just bursting with life, from little beetles scurrying about to small colorful flowers clinging onto the moss on the walls and floor, it's very lively in there, actually. "I suppose." Mysterio responds stoicly as he stretches his arms big and wide. "Now if only we could get you some furniture, then you could little party with all your critter friends!" Sides says with a chuckle as he slides off his back and almost perfectly sticks the landing.
Mysterio's abode is in fact, humble, and I do mean, humble. There's nary a thing in there! A few small piles of scrap metal he seems to have scavenged from some where and a few other unnoticeable things like a sheet for him to lay on to sleep.. nothing but nature and them in there.
"It's so dark in here! Ugh." Sides thinks as he squints to see where he's going, he gives Mysterio a solid pat on the horse back before wandering off haphazardly into the dim dwelling. "Thanks for the ride, horsey!" He's quick to plop himself onto his usual rock.. of course. Notice how it's the biggest one in the room. Seems there's been a slight shift in the weather, the once dull and dark cave is slowly being filled with light through the many cracks and gaps within the ceiling and walls. Mysterio takes a moment to bask in the beautiful sunlight peering into the "room" through and around the waterfall, causing beautiful rainbow patterns to trickle down the walls onto the musky muted grey and green floor.
As the sun just barely begins to fade behind the clouds once again, a glint of a ray is caught on Sideswipe's arm, bringing Mysterio's attention to his scrapped up appendage. His paint is scratched pretty badly, so badly in fact that it causes Mysterio to wince and shiver, he feels sympathy for the poor youngster, he's had his far share of injuries in battle as well. With a few quick strides he briskfully walks over to him and grabs his arm, his touch ever so delicate, yet firm nonetheless, and brings it up closer to his face to inspect. It seems the wound has long began to heal.. Good, that means he's ready for a fresh coat of paint. Mysterio glances down at him, Sides stares back up at him like a deer in headlights before he simply shrugs and smiles nervously. "Just a few small scratches, nothing I can't handle." He reassures him, Mysterio rolls his optics at him before he lets go of his arm and walks over to some kind of storage container hidden behind a rock and carefully prepares something. Sides leans forward on his "perch" to try to sneak a peek, "Clings" and "Tings" echo through out the space, only raising his already peaked curiosity.
"You need a new coat of paint. Your wound is healed enough to get one.. Come here." Mysterio commands as he turns around, he's holding a giant contraption of some kind..? It looks... genuinely dangerous, like something a mad scientist would conjure up. "What the slag is that? I'm not going near that thing." Sides thinks as he nervously adjusts his posture, he begins to fidget with his hands as he tries to come up with an excuse to not have this done.. But he can't think of any. "Uh, I'm good, thanks." Sideswipe softly replies as he tries to avoid eye contact with him, going so far as to look at the cracks in the walls instead, and of course, Mysterio takes notice.
"Sideswipe." Mysterio's tone is equivalent to that of a disappointed father, Sides just barely peeks over at him only to discover that he's now miraculously right next to him with that crazy looking device in hand. He clumsily falls off the rock he was seated upon and clammers to the ground, scrapping his paint even more in the process. "Sideswipe." Mysterio repeats himself, this time his tone is more authoritative. "Honestly, the nerve of this bot. I'm only trying to help." He thinks as he watches Sideswipe barely manage to stumble onto his feet, quickly scurry behind a big rock in the corner, and begin to peer over it at him. Mysterio huffs softly as he watches him stalk him from across the "room". "Primus, he's like a sparkling.." He thinks as he fiddles with the device a bit as he waits for Sides to come to his senses.
"Nah man! What the hell even is that thing? Are you gonna scrape all my paint off and repaint it or something else?! That thing's scary! It looks like a fraggin' torture device! No way, man. No." Sides blurts back, panic prominent in his voice. Mysterio looks down at his homemade painting device and raises an optical ridge. "This?" He queries as he shakes the device, making the paint inside sloosh about. "It's paint, Sideswipe. It's just a paint appiler. I had to make one myself out of old scraps from a fallen cybertrionan ship because I couldn't get my hands on one before I escaped captivity. It's just paint."
Sideswipe stares at him for a few more moments before he looks down at the rock in contemplation. "Oh. Okay, that's fine then." He begins to stand before suddenly pausing. "HEY WAIT! Why is there fraggin' saws on there then?" Mysterio looks down at the device once again before he rolls his optics dramatically. "Scraps, Sideswipe. I don't care how it looks." He admits as his arms fall to his sides along with the device, he stares at him with a slight hint of annoyance twinkling behind those bright optics of his as he awaits for him to fully reemerge out of hiding. "Oh. Okay.. but you better not scrap my previous paint off! I hate that slag, its unnecessary! Just paint over it." Sides rebuttals as he finally comes towards him. "Language, Sideswipe." Mysterio reprimands, Sides throws up his hands aggravatedly.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." He mumbles. Begrudgingly, he sits back down on his rock and silently awaits Mysterio to approach him, he's so nervous, he's even twiddling his thumbs. Mysterio prepares the device and adjusts Sideswipe's arm to where he can easily reach it. And just before he can even turn it on... "WAIT!" Sides shouts, Mysterio freezes in place before his arms fall down to his sides once again and with a ragged sigh, he bothers to ask what's wrong once more. "What, Sideswipe?" Now the annoyance is far more than evident, it's practically leaking into his EM field. "We need a safe word." Sideswipe replies nonchalantly, Mysterio silently stares at him for a few moments before responding. "What?" He asks blatantly, he's absolutely dumbfounded that he'd say something like that to him. "This isn't surgery, it's just a paintjob, why does he need a safe word?" Mysterio thinks as he listens to him plead his case. "Just in case.. please?" Sides pouts at him, even going so far as to give him puppy eyes... Mysterio is beginning to realize that there's not much point in arguing with him. "Very well, the safe word is stop." He replies stoicly as he begins to apply paint onto him one little bit at a time.
"That safe word sucks, we need a cooler one." Mysterio stops painting for a moment before he heaves a heavy sigh and continues. "Sideswipe, does it really matter what the safe word is? This clearly isn't even hurting you." He rebuttals as he continues to paint Sideswipe purple instead of red, which Sides himself has yet to take notice of because he's too busy acting like a newborn sparkling. "Yes. Yes it does. How about dynamite!" Sideswipe replies, the word itself he said in a "totally tubular" sort of tone... Mysterio decides it's best for him to just remain silent, a few moments of silence pass before Sides pipes up. "Aw, come on, you're giving me the silent treatment now? Do you not like my safe word? We can make one together!"
Sideswipe offers as he glances down at his arm, suddenly, he flinches from shock. "Hey! Woah, that's not my red chrome, man!" He quickly blurts, Mysterio freezes then stares at the bot, Sides stares at it some more, weighing his options in his processor before he finally settles back down. "Alright.. I think it'll look pretty good on me, carry on." He replies calmly, and just like that, Mysterio continues his work. He paints the mech entirely purple, just like him. But it seems he's not stopping there, after a few moments of admiring his incredible painting skills and showing Sideswipe his new look using a shiny piece of scrap metal, Mysterio gets an idea. He wanders off deeper into the cave all the while Sideswipe raves on about how good he looks and how great of a job he did painting him. "You should really open up a busine- Hey wait, where you goin'? Oh, you're going deeper..? Do uh.. do I have to follow you? Because I really don't want to..." His voice's pitch slowly becomes quieter and quieter as he watches his friend vanish into the darkness, leaving him all alone. He stands there like a lost sparkling, waiting for his papa to come back, and thank Primus, he's returned! He's returned with some things.. What is that? Wood? Funny shaped wood... interesting.
"Oh man, I'm so glad you're back, I didn't wanna have to go down there and look for you!" He explains as Mysterio carefully ties the pieces of wood onto Sides' helm with some vines he found. After he finishes, he takes a step back to look at him and tilts his helm to the side curiously. "Are we dressing up now? Feeling our inner artist, are we? Alright, I'm done for it. What's the inspo, a reindeer, a moose?" Sideswipe teases, Mysterio raises a single servo signaling him to hold on before he trots over to a rock across from them, he fetches some spare cloth from behind it then returns to Sides. "Cloth? I like where this is going, are you gonna give me a tail or somethin'?" Sides queries as he lifts his arms up, giving Mysterio some space to work. "Or perhaps clothing of some kind?" He watches as he begins to attach the cloth to the sides of his helm, then his chest, then finally his lower back... "Wait a second, this seems familiar..... Him, he's the inspo. He's making me into a little him? That's an interesting choice.. I like it!"
Mysterio takes a step back and admires his hard work, a hint of pride can be seen deep within those optics of his. Sideswipe takes a moment to feel the cloth on his chest, letting his hands slide down the pieces, feeling the fabric, then he wraps them around his fingers. A sound from in front of him alerts him, Mysterio has fetched the same metal scrap they were using before to show him how he looks, Sideswipe leans in and admires himself, really taking in every detail. A small smile spreads across his lips as he gazes up as Mysterio, who is ever so lovingly looking down at him. Then it all hits him at once, the way he looks down at him so lovingly, his extra friendly behaviour towards him, such as letting him ride on his back, helping him when he needs it, teaching him how to fight and how to make things.. Does he perhaps view him the same way he does him? Like family? Is he perhaps, in a way, his adopted child? Does he truly finally have the father figure he's always silently longed for? Primus, what a relief it is to know that he views him the same way as he does him, it was really starting to weigh on his spark. Sides quietly tears up, he's so happy, he wraps his arms tightly around him and silently sobs into his chest as all the memories flood back into his mind, all those sweet moments together, bonding, it all meant something after all.
Mysterio slowly wraps his arms around him too, acknowledging the bond they've made and just now realizing that he might have over stepped a bit there. After a few breems, Sideswipe pulls away and looks up at him with the sweetest little smile, all the while those tears just barely stream down his cheeks, a ping of guilt settles in Mysterio's chest. "I'm sorry if I overstepped... I just wanted to see what you'd look like if you had my features.. I realize now that it may have been a bit of a leap." He softly begins, but before he can continue, Sides hugs him tightly once again. "I view you as family too, it's okay." He barely croaks out, a few silent unmoving moments pass before Mysterio's arms slowly fall to his sides and he too begins to tear up, and finally, a small smile adorns his lips. Suddenly, he brings him into a big hug, even going so far as to pick him up and hold him, just taking a moment to enjoy finally being accepted by another, someone who sees him, the real him, and doesn't chortle or pick a fight, but rather loves him like his own family for who he is instead. A few sweet moments pass before they finally pull apart.. and Sideswipe is more than thrilled by Mysterio's little smile. "A smile! You're smiling! See, I knew I could make you smile!"
𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐞 (𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜) 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 (Commission for @mp3-dg)
(Art by @mp3-dg)
Being an Autobot and all can have it's.. ermm... downsides, such as not having the time to / forgetting to refuel from all the commotion and hullabaloo.. It's not easy, being the good guy. And you would think ancient aliens from outerspace would have their shit at least a little bit more together than humans, surely enough to remember to refuel themselves whenever they're not busy.. But that's a big fat negatory on that front, they're just as, if not more, scatter-brained.
And Sides is known for his scattered mind anyhow, he's always jumping from one thing to another so quickly that people can hardly keep up with him, if at all... even he's confused half the time. So it's no surprise that he'd very easily forget to refuel, even when he's not busy with a mission or zooming about like a maniac doing random tasks. (Or maybe racing.. don't tell anyone, he's not allowed to... anymore. Not that that'll stop him.)
And just who has to remind him to take care of himself? Why, it's usually the semi maybe kinda level-headed Mysterio... Of course. Despite his mild annoyance with the young bot whenever he fails to care for himself, (Like a disappointed father, really. He just glares down at him, that stare says it all.) he really doesn't mind reminding him all that much. Afterall, it gives him an excuse to check in, he wouldn't wanna seem too protective or anything, to visit regularly without a reason, that would be far too clingy in his oddball mind, so this excuse will do. It's just.. he worries. What would Sideswipe do without him around to point him into the right direction? To remind him of tasks and to silently encourage him with small affirming nods and soft pats on the back? Even if Sides recently visited a few cycles ago and was as happy go lucky as ever, he still worries about him, he's grown to see him as his very own sparkling of sorts. Can you blame him? Sideswipe is a bit.. reckless, sort of like a child... someone needs to watch over him! So any excuse he gets to check in, just to see if he's alright, he'll take it.
He'll just randomly pop up, silently survey the area (As creepily as always, rarely blinking, remaining deathly silent with that neutral expression of his.. Who knows what he's thinking.) checking for dust and filth, and if he feels it's not up to par, he might even straighten up a tad, he wouldn't want him to live in squalor, afterall! (It would be filthy to him even if the only thing he could find was a recently finished off cubic glass on the counter.. But filth is filth, I suppose!) If Sides is taking on too much at a time and 'can't find the time to refuel' because 'he's so busy' (You can practically feel Mysterio's opticroll.), he'll simply take whatever he's doing away from him and point to the nearest exit, clearly signaling for him to go chill the frag out and drink some energon. And if that doesn't work, then he'll suddenly disappear and a few minutes later reappear with a glass of energon... He may be a bit strange, but at least he's nice.. sort of. The constant silence kind of puts people off.. along with his innate ability to vanish without a trace, some even speculate he's a cryptid of some sort, but nevertheless, Sideswipe thinks his spark's in the right place!
But even Mysterio can get a bit sidetracked from time to time, whether it be a project of some kind or him simply getting distracted by thoughts or Earth's breathtakingly beautiful sights, he too can use a little reminder occasionally. Don't worry, Sides'll knock some sense right into that horned noggin' of his, balancing an energon cube on his helm (Which is impressive that he can even manage to do such a thing, considering how massive Mysterio's horns are.) as a 'subtle' reminder is one of the most notable tactics, along with Sideswipe dipping a digit in some energon and letting it drip onto Mysterio's torso, nothing aggravates the mech more than getting dirty, so that'll make him stir to fuel himself.. and probably get revenge of some kind, like dumping an entire cube of energon onto Sides... He knows the risks, to be fair.
Everyone has hard days sometimes, but usually for Sideswipe they're a bit harder. Often times he's distraught because he's failed at something, whether it be a mission or a new trick he wanted to learn but just couldn't manage to do it in the time frame he had hoped to accomplish it in.. he gets upset more often than he would like to. Annnd who does he run to when he gets bummed out? Why, Mysterio, of course! His not so sunshiny ray of... something!
Though Mysterio never speaks, his actions speak volumes. Something as simple as a pat on the back or a brief pet on the helm is enough to let Sideswipe know he cares about him and thinks he's doing just fine. Mysterio is surprisingly good at whipping some sense into that mech. Sometimes, when Sides has done something cool to show off a bit for him, you know, to seem like a cool smooth dude, he'll even give a small proud nod! Wow! That's like getting a trophy!
As for Sideswipe? Primus, he's always praising any bot that needs it, (even if it's not really needed), so whenever Mysterio does anything remotely cool, you bet your aft he's totally gonna talk about how absolutely awesome and mind blowing it was or how he wants to learn how to do it too (Which he honestly does, he sees Mysterio as a sort of father figure and he wants to bond with him so bad.) and often teases him by asking him to be his mentor.. (He might consider it if he keeps this up).
If Mysterio has a bad day? Well, first he's gonna get a hug biiiiig hug from Sideswipe (Seemingly whether he wants it or not.) and then a never ending spew about how everything's gonna be just fine and how he's here in the present and nothing bad that's happened in the past can hurt him now. And if that doesn't cheer him up (Which Sides can some how tell even though his expression never changes, he claims he can see it in his optics.), then he might very softly polish his face and back plating where he can't easily reach. Grooming usually calms all bots and he suspects it'll especially calm bots who have cleanliness problems.
Encouragement and comfort never ceases between these two, whether it's needed or not, kind words and soft almost mushy moments are frequently shared. But most importantly, silent mutual respect and adoration too.
Most Common Terms Used in Fandom (that I have seen)
Most Common Interpretations of Aforementioned Terms
Math That Makes Those Terms Make Sense Together
Filling in the Blanks With What Sounded Good (to me)
So essentially I began with Cybertronian units with explicit definitions in canon that are also widely used in fandom (ie. Vorn = 83 years, Joor = 6 hours, Groon = 1 hour). I then worked my way out from those and tried to keep to rough factors of 6/8/10.
Some terms that did have explicit canon definitions had to be slightly skewed from their value (ie. Breem: 8 → 6 minutes, Klik: 8 → 6 seconds) if their definition contradicted another definition that made more sense/fit better.
At any rate, obviously no one is obligated to use this standard, but canon Transformers content has been unfortunately… awful at establishing any universal units of time, their relationship to each other, or their equivalents to human units of time.
So this occasionally makes fanfiction an absolute nightmare for people like me with a crap memory who don’t want to constantly have to scroll through a thousand pages of the wiki to remind themselves what the hell a groon is.
So, naturally, I simply spent far too long whipping up this at-a-glance guide to keep track of it & on the off chance that the fandom might adopt it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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