The final product of that lineart I did! It looks a lot better with color and having been through my scanner/printer. :D
A proud older brother/father figure congratulating his little sister in arms as she’s about to embark on her newest adventure of being a full-blooded Assassin Novice.
And he is going to be with her, every step of the way.
"Sono così orgoglioso di te, novizia." (Lit. I am so proud of you, novice.)
This was not intended to become an Assassin's Creed fanart! 🤣 I have Ezio on my mind after a rp that involves another oc completing her training as a assassin and Ezio, being the best big brother/father figure in my eyes, congratulating her in the only way he knows how.
A work in progress of a AC fanart that I am doing while babysitting my cousins. Will probably be mostly in colored pencil until I decide to make one that is in copic colors.
Would anyone be interested in seeing my first Assassin's Creed Oc? I'm not finished with her overall design, but I would like some advice on her design wise.
Would anyone be interested in seeing my first Assassin's Creed Oc? I'm not finished with her overall design, but I would like some advice on her design wise.
A sassy Spider in Kinky Boots sashayed onto my sketchbook today and made himself comfortable today!
I tried to get the colors as accutate as I can, and I realized too late I accidentally colored his bed in the Bi Flag colors, but they're so pretty together!
I've decided that I'm going to give myself the challenge in drawing the Hazbin Hotel Gang (And possibly the Helluva Boss Gang) as accurate as possible, and Angel has been my first target because he's honestly my favorite. :)
Also, did anyone else notice that for his redesign that they made his chest fur less...fluffy??? I don't know if that was intentional, but I definitely noticed it when I saw his redesign.
Trigger Warning for Implied Physical Abuse, and Morgan nearly beating someone to death.
Special Thanks to @artsy-hobbitses for allowing me to feature their Human!Decepticons in this fan-fic. :) (This is also my first ever fan fic, so please forgive me if it's trash. 🤣
I only own Sayuri "Silverfang" Fukushima and her dad.
The rain was pouring down hard, thus making a thick mist that made it impossible to see clearly. Though Suraya, codenamed Soundwave, didn't allow for such a thing to stop her. Especially since she didn't need to worry about something as trivial as her loss of sight to get in the way. She was done with that a long time ago. In front of her, Ramiro was sniffing urgently against the forest floor, trying to pick up a scent.
"Are you sure there's someone out here, Soundwave? I'm not picking up anything!" Ramiro called over his shoulder, towards her.
"Positive! She should be around here!" Suraya replied, silently praying to whatever god that existed that someone hadn't-
She suddenly stopped and started listening intently. The rain had finally let up some to where she could hear just the faintest sound of what she could only pinpoint as a mix of a puppy howling and a little girl crying.
Ramiro ceased his sniffing and looked up in alarm. He didn't need for Suraya to tell him where to go now. In a flash, he raced towards the sound of the cries with Suraya right at his heels. However, upon reaching the source of the cries, Ramiro couldn't believe what he was seeing.
There was a large dog crate where there was a little wolf girl, possibly no older than nine, was hunched inside. She had immediately stared at Ramiro with wide, bright blue eyes that were red from crying for so long.
"Oh, Dios mío..." Ramiro said as he cautiously approached the cage, yet when he gently pressed his muzzle against the crate, sniffing almost worriedly, the child inside snarled defensively and tried to take a swipe at him, making him jump back in alarm.
He stood up upon morphing back into his humanoid like appearance, and looked over at Suraya, and even though her mask and her red visor like shades were concealing her face, he could tell that she had a worried look on her face.
"Tell Lord Megatron that we need him over here. We have a really big problem."
_
Morgan looked inside the dog crate at the little girl who was baring her little fangs and growling at him. He was able to tell that she had to have been in that crate for maybe four weeks due to how her fur looked overgrown and matted.
"It's okay, little one. We're here to help you. You're going to be alright." He said gently as he lightly pushed his fingers in through the bars of the cage and managed to touch her paw-like hand before she yelped and huddled further in her cage.
It was then that Morgan took in more of her appearance. She was wearing a hospital gown, and her arms and legs were covered in bandages. And since she had reacted like she was scared of being touched, he could only imagine the physical pain and torture she had gone through.
And that was enough to make his blood sing with rage.
Standing up, he turned to face Stefan, who immediately went rigid from the look on his face.
"Get ready to open up the crate. She will dart out the moment it's open." Morgan said as he took off his coat and knelt down to the forest floor.
Stefan swallowed thickly as he walked towards the crate, standing above it as he grasped the latch, ready to pull the crate's door open. Upon getting a nod from their leader, Stefan pulled the cage door open, which broke off its hinges from the force.
There was a flash of greys as the little girl tried to flee, but Morgan was faster and caught her in his coat. She immediately started thrashing while howling in agony and fear, yet Morgan wrapped his coat around her, almost swaddling her and gently started rubbing her back.
"We have to get her inside. She won't last longer in this damn rain."
-
It took both Ramiro, Stefan, and Suraya to get the child cleaned up and given proper food until she had finally settled down enough to be approached without trying to attack. Lara lent a band shirt of hers for the child to wear and had instantly fawned at how adorable it looked that it covered the little girl down to her paws.
However, Morgan took it upon himself to take the child to a nearby clinic that specialized in treating beast men.
A nurse walked over to him, holding a clipboard in her hands.
"It's a good thing you brought her here. She has a broken hand and a fractured ankle, which would have been amputated if you waited any longer. She also needed to have a cap placed on her right upper canine tooth, which was broken, and it will fall out on its own. Now, we need some information. May I have your name please?" She asked, in a sweet southern belle accent.
Megatron took a deep breath as he looked down. This had to be a reason he hates hospitals and clinics of any kind, because he always had to answer using his real name instead of what he goes by.
"Trayton. Morgan Trayton." He said and the nurse quickly scrawled on the clipboard.
"And does the little buttercup have a name?" She asked.
"She-"
"Sayuri Fukushima. And if you want any information, it's going to be from me."
Morgan and the nurse looked towards the doors in alarm as a man about 5''12 entered the clinic, and upon laying eyes on the man, he couldn't help it. Morgan immediately hated him. And he had a feeling that this bloke's insides only matched his heinous outside.
"And you are...?" The nurse asked a little hesitantly.
"I'm the wolf girl's father. And I'm here to take her home."
Morgan stood up and he was careful to approach the man calmly. "Your daughter was found in a crate by a few of my associates in the forest. If you are her father, why was she left alone in the wilderness like some wild animal?" He asked and the man turned to face him.
"That's none of your concern, construct. I'm here to retrieve my daughter and I'll be gone." Mr. Fukushima replied as he tried to brush by the Decepticon leader, though it was almost like trying to push a brick wall.
"Actually, it is my concern. Especially when a young child has been left to fend for herself with no way of calling for help. As a matter of fact, you have no right to be here. Sayuri will be given to the proper authorities and will be given to a family member who actually cares for her. I suggest you leave, otherwise I can escort you out myself." Morgan said, and the nurse stared at him with awe.
"Bastard. Who do you think you are?! I can do whatever I want with my daughter! I could even take her back to Trepan and have her-"
He didn't even get the chance to finish. In an instant, Morgan's fist smashed into Mr. Fukushima's face, sending the man flying backwards into the door. Stunned, he tried to get up yet was then kicked in his stomach, followed by getting pulled to his feet and having his nose broken by Morgan headbutting him.
Morgan was seeing red. Now he understood why he instantly didn't like this man. He was nothing more than a disgrace, who would give his own child away to be tortured and possibly experimented on. He continued to beat down on this man until he was practically a bloody mess on the floor and was shaking in agony.
Morgan grabbed him by his hair and forced him to look up at his face. "Let me make something very clear to you. I have associates, and very close friends all around the world. There is no place where we can't find you. If word comes back to me that you have once again subjected any future children to physical and mental torture, I will find you. And you better pray that I don't obliterate your entire existence the next time we cross paths." He snarled as he opened the door of the clinic and threw the man outside.
With a deep sigh, he turned to face the nurse who was still staring at him.
"May I please see her now?"
-
Sayuri sat in the exam room, waiting patiently. She looked up as the door opened and Morgan was led inside the room. She immediately smiled at him and held out her arms, and Morgan walked towards her and carefully lifted her up, carrying her.
"Sayuri, you're going to be living with me from now on. I promise you, no one's going to harm you ever again, little one." He said, giving her a small smile.
Sayuri tilted her head to the side as her tail wagged lightly. She finally smiled back at him as she gave a nod to show that she understood him.
"はいお父さん!" She responded, and Morgan laughed softly in response. Seems like he'll also have to teach her to speak English later or learn Japanese so that he would be able to understand her. Since it seems that she can understand him perfectly, but never learned how to speak a second language.
He looked over at the nurse who smiled softly.
"お父さん. It means Dad in Japanese." She replied, and Morgan looked at Sayuri in surprise as she grinned at him. He immediately took notice of the cap on her tooth and hummed softly.
I got inspired reading and looking at the amazing @artsy-hobbitses humanformers work, and decided to drop my own two cents in trying some designs myself.
I had gone and drew my oc Silverfang with her surrogate father/savior Megatron. In this drawing, I had the idea of Optimus snapping a photo of the two, right before Silver's going to leave for her first day of high school. Though he had her stand a little more upfront while having Megatron stand at least five inches back because of height differences.
Note: Silverfang is my first oc that I'm having be free to use! You may use her in art, fanfiction, etc! Just please make sure you at least tag me so that I can see what you all decide to do with my little wolf child. :)
Anon, I'm sorry but your question in regards to this fanart got lost!
The question was regarding how Silver would feel when Megatron "descends into madness". And one word to sum it all up? Devastated.
Even as a child when she was within his and Optimus' care she had began to notice that her home life was changing once she was eleven. He would come home just so....defeated. Yet if she tried to ask him if he was alright, he would either just stare or he would tell her to go on ahead to bed and that he'd tell her later.
But then it started getting worse. He and Optimus would start arguing, which almost led to physical violence if it weren't for her to appear in the living room looking like a scared puppy.
And then....7 years later, just three days shy of her eighteenth birthday...he was just gone. Optimus returned home and Silverfang was also expecting for her other father to soon enter through the threshold. But he never did. Optimus sat down on the couch, taking his glasses off and staring at the floor as silent tears fell to the floor.
Silverfang gingerly asked Optimus what happened and all he could say was that Megatron was no longer the man she or himself knew or loved. He turns on the tv for Silvermist and she looks towards the screen and it's at that moment she saw exactly what has become of the man who had saved her so long ago.
He was standing with a group of men and women, holding a flag that held a purple symbol that looked just like Tarn's mask and in the news broadcast she could hear him yell
"We are no longer willing to wait for this corrupted government to come forth with their empty promises or their sugarcoated lies! If this is what we must be reduced to; if we must fight and shed blood for our basic human rights for both beast men, cold constructs, and men and women born of flesh and blood so be it!"
Silverfang had tried to reason with him when she had crossed paths with him once more once she reached her early 20s. She implored for him to stop the fighting, because she saw that he was starting to become the very thing he wanted to rid the world of; corrupted. Megatron in turn told her that this was the only way that people were ever going to understand, and he offered her a place amongst the Decepticons, but she swiftly rejected him before running away practically in tears.
However, Megatron didn't try and stop her, nor did he allow for anyone to try and kill her. Because even though he knew that she was not his daughter by blood, she was always going to be his special little girl.
Alright, so I've gotten an ask the other day about the origin of my artist tag and I decided to shed a little light on it.
So, before anyone asks; no. My username is not from Kylo Ren, so please stop asking me that. :|
I actually got it from my middle name, and because of an Star Wars Oc I created in middle school I named Ren Leonhart.
I am named after a Disney Character (Lion King 2, guess who I was named after.), and I personally didn't like my name so I started to ask for my friends and teachers to start calling me Ren.
I’ll try my best to describe this. It’s a video with a mash-up of a bunch of different Disney movies, set to a song that’s a mash-up of a bunch of other songs. That in and of itself wouldn’t make it praiseworthy, but this is DONE SO WELL that just, holy cow.
The finished project! Bruno with his youngest sons, Enrique and Carmen. :) This drawing was created for a rp that I'm in. My rp partner wanted me to draw this, so I happily complied.
Enri and Carmen are the youngest children of Bruno and my oc Victoria. While they share a lot of similarities with their mother, Enrique actually has more in common with their father.
Me and my rp partner affectionately call the trio Time, Snow and Wind. (Bruno being time, Enrique's Snow, and Carmen is Wind.)
Gave myself a bit of an art challenge last night. I drew myself and my boyfriend as cats. I didn't know what breeds I was going with, so I just drew my boyfriend as a tuxedo cat, and myself as a calico just for simplicity.
I'm on a huge animal kick (mostly dogs and cats) so this is what I'll be drawing for the past few weeks or so.
An update to my old art of a human Knockout! According to everyone I know, I apparently gave him a hairstyle that is a mix between Adrien from Miraculous, and Alastor (which was not my intention. He just came out like that.)
The major change is just mostly facial features, and I also have him wearing eye-liner. I was originally going to have him wear just a simple black shirt with a red coat but he kind of said "No, wait! Let me put on a vest and a tie! If you're going to draw me, I want to look good!" And I was just like; Sure, why not?
Also, the tie was loaned to him by Starscream, who is still trying to get it back from him as I'm thinking of which Decepticon to draw next. 🤣
That moment when you're at work, and suddenly you get swamped with multiple art ideas all at once, but remember you didn't bring your sketchbook and/or a pencil with you. ;^;
I got an anon who was asking about what type of parent Silverfang's mom was, so I took the time to draw her out. I also decided to completely change her backstory.
So, Silver's mom who went by the name Jaden was 18 when she became pregnant. Her boyfriend, Silver's dad, didn't want to be a father even though Jaden told him that since it was his fault for lying to her about wearing protecting in the first place that he needed to step up and be a damn man.
Jaden wanted to rightfully keep her baby. She wanted to know how it felt to be a mother, and hopefully be a better one than her own. However, unknown to her, her boyfriend had other plans...
He had gone to a man, who went simply by the name of Trepan, who was currently running an experiment on what could happen if someone were to combine animal DNA to that of a human. His first test subject was a failure, due to them being a grown adult. So, Trepan wanted to conduct it on a much, much younger subject. And so, Trepan paid Silver's father in order to perfrom the experiment on the baby while she was still developing.
A few days later, her father takes Jaden to a "clinic" under the ruse that it was to see how the baby was developing. But by the time Jaden realized what was happening, it was too late. She felt something hit the back of her head and everything went black.
When it came time for Jaden to give birth, she had been taken to a hospital, where Trepan was disguised as one of the doctors. He immediately took Silver and studied her, for a moment, thinking that his experiment failed once again, but decided to wait and see what happens. Which also meant, he decided to take Silver away from Jaden.
Jaden started yelling for Trepan to give her back her daughter, but to no avail.
"I told you that I didn't want the baby." Silver's father had said before leaving the hospital, ignoring Jaden's screaming and cursing at him.
It has been 17 years since then, and Jaden is still trying to search for her daughter. Jaden was a good kid, it was just that she was naïve back then and made mistakes.