Transformers Multimuse

Transformers Multimuse written by Lapis. 18+ Only. Read rules before interacting. Established 11/28/24.

[spilled-energon]

  Spilled-Energon

[  multimuse  feat.  tfa shockwave  ]

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penned  by  lapis

Affiliates: @dragons-cove, @quantumlogician, @dragvnsovl, @stellarcuriosity

Side Blogs: @melodic-victor (TFP Soundwave)

Basic Tags:

Incoming Signal~ Promo

Researching Database~ Headcanons

Following Protocol~ Memes

Organic Lifeform~ OOC

Behind Private Doors~ Suggestive

Overheating~ NSFW

Roll Out~ Starter Call

Transmission Received~ Asks

[bits-and-beasts]

its been a NAAASTY week, so have some shockblurr, and some bonus tfa shockwaves.

I've been drawing him on a loop for days, my poor group chat has seen nothing but this freak for eons. and yet there will still be more.

[spilled-energon]

@stellarcuriosity asked: "Predaking," Starburst's voice was but a groggy little warble as she crept over to the beastly behemoth, her tail just barely lifted off of the ground so not to drag behind her. "It's cold."

That was all she could manage, really, before giving a tiny little purr and using all of her might to push and nestle up against her king. Her demands were for cuddles, it seemed. Hopefully he would be willing to provide.

"It is," Predaking agreed, yellow optics blinking rather owlishly at his mate. He rolled onto his side, forelimbs opening to allow space for Starburst to slot herself into.

"Not a fan of the cold?" Luckily for her, Predaking was practically a furnace. His plating was warm to the touch- especially his underbelly, which he was in the process of pressing her up against.

[spilled-energon]

I'm sorry, y'all. I had intended on getting some replies done yesterday, but. Without going into too many details, there was. A pretty awful thing that happened last night. TW for pet death mention below.

I very suddenly had to put down my cat, Rumour, who has been my best friend for the past 17 years. I'm not doing well. I think a very large part of me died with him, and I don't think I'll ever recover. This cat has been my rock for my entire life. I don't even remember a time before him. He slept with me every night, he was there for me every time I cried, I've had his paw print tattooed over my heart for several years now, and I'm just. Broken. He was my entire world.

Anyway, I've been logged in over on my personal while hyperfixating on some other characters. So, if you wanna get ahold of me, and don't have my Discord, feel free to shoot me a message on @lapisdragon01.

[spilled-energon]

Anon asked: drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy ! let's spread a little sunshine ☀️

Awww, omg!! Thank you! That was very sweet of you <3

[spilled-energon]

I am here to once again apologize for the lack of replies. I need to try and get to everything soon. I've just been crazy busy, and I'm so deeply hyperfixated on another character right now that it's genuinely all I can think about. I haven't written actual fanfiction in years, but in the span of like 2 weeks, I've already written 5 fics for this one guy with more in my drafts. I'm also building a cosplay on the side. So, on top of all that, work has been wild AND I've been running around doing dino stuff for my second job. We're gearing up for a big event in January, so I've been training newbies on how to wear the suits. All of my weekends for the next like 3-4 months are full (which is normal for me, but, y'know), so I'm. Doing my best, lmfao.

[dailymothanon]

Thinking about this one pose Soundwave hits… did he really need to do all that 😒 (yes) uhhh I don’t have much to say here i guess 🤔 I just like to do this kinda practice and experiments when I draw

[spilled-energon]

Anon asked: Take your time on things Lapis! This is a hobby not a job. Be sure to eat and drink some water!

Thank you!! I'll be so real. I haven't eaten since 11 AM yesterday (it's 5:50 PM for me rn) because I forgot, so I'm about to finally do that, lmao.

[spilled-energon]

I am here to once again apologize for the lack of replies. I need to try and get to everything soon. I've just been crazy busy, and I'm so deeply hyperfixated on another character right now that it's genuinely all I can think about. I haven't written actual fanfiction in years, but in the span of like 2 weeks, I've already written 5 fics for this one guy with more in my drafts. I'm also building a cosplay on the side. So, on top of all that, work has been wild AND I've been running around doing dino stuff for my second job. We're gearing up for a big event in January, so I've been training newbies on how to wear the suits. All of my weekends for the next like 3-4 months are full (which is normal for me, but, y'know), so I'm. Doing my best, lmfao.

[cobalt-draws]

2 dudes sittin' in a hot tub 5 feet apart cuz they're not gay

[glaadiiolus]

Hello ! ! !  this   is   a   brand   new   RP multi muse  blog   for   the following franchises ( non affiliated )   -   TRANSFORMERS , MEGAMAN , MASS EFFECT , DC , TMNT , SILENT HILL , && POSSIBLE MORE TO ADD LATER ON.   Written   and   adored   by   Cthulhu,   if   interested   in   interacting ,   would   you   mind   giving   this   a   reblog   and/or   like?  THAT MEANS YOI REBLOG THIS YOU LITTLE CUTIES.

[spilled-energon]

Tarantulas would never admit to the fact that he sat, waiting, until the moment Prowl replied. His spark leapt into his throat when the message came through. He instantly poured over it, freezing when he realized that Prowl had accepted the offer.

Immediately the spider stood from his seat, stumbling forward to go hunt down a mirror so that he could start brushing his fur out. By the time he had his brush in hand, he figured that it had been plenty of time to make it seem like he hadn't been waiting for Prowl to reply.

It had only been one minute. Hm.

.: Wonderful! I know you're probably not a fan of loud clubs, so I've chosen something quieter. Meet me at these coordinates in an hour. :.

Did that come off as clingy? Tarantulas couldn't tell. He squinted his visor as he shifted his weight from pede to pede. It was probably fine! Back to brushing out his fur, then. He needed to look nice for Prowl.

[coetusmachina-a]

Prowl couldn't stop the grimace that slipped across his face as he read Tarantulas' message a minute later. There was a moment that he began to have second thoughts about joining the spider-mech out for drinks when he--

Another round of coughs struck him, the force causing him to stand abruptly enough that his desk chair had fallen over. He braced himself with his servos against the edge of his desk, a few more of the purple crystal petals dropping from his intake and onto the surface of his desk just below him; and as the coughing faded away, he tightened his grip on the edge of his desk, annoyance flashing through him at the inconvenience of whatever it was that was going on. He stood and huffed, making a mental note to look more into whatever was going on with him later.

For the time being, he released his desk, grimacing at the indentions his grip had left on the edge, before moving to do some basic pre-outing care. The location that Tarantulas had chosen wasn't too far away, so he felt he could take a little extra time - pushing away thoughts of second guessing agreeing to this meeting.

» The consideration is appreciated. I will let you know when I am heading that way so you aren't left wondering. «

[spilled-energon]

It wasn't long before Tarantulas was satisfied with the state of his fur. It was smoothed out, tidy, and silky. He gave himself another once over, just to be sure, then set his brush aside. All eight of his spider limbs were vibrating with barely restrained excitement as he paced back and forth.

Primus, he should have set the meeting time sooner. Waiting around was going to kill him. He kept glancing at his text history with Prowl, all while staring at the time. Eventually, he got fed up with waiting.

Tarantulas set out early, deciding that it would be better to be there before Prowl anyway. He could select a nice, private booth in a quiet section of the bar. Maybe order them each a drink in advance? He still remembered what Prowl's favorite used to be from back in the day. Yes, that would work. That was a good plan.

And that's exactly what he did. As soon as he arrived, Tarantulas found the perfect booth in the back corner, then put in a drink order for both himself and Prowl. Finally, he sat in the booth and fidgeted with his paws while he waited, visor constantly jumping towards the bar's entrance.

[puzzle-boxed-a]

“I Cut Off My Face And Put A TV In Its Place!”

Puzzle-Boxed

[  Indie 18+ Mr. Puzzles  ]

[ Follows From @spilled-energon ]

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Penned  By  Lapis

[spilled-energon]

So sorry for being slow on replies, y'all!! My brain has been filled with a loser from a sort of obscure show, so that paired with being busy has kept me from writing. Atm, I'm out doing dino stuff, so I'll try and get to replies soon.

In case anyone has ever wanted to see what the inside of the dinosaur suits look like, enjoy the video I took DHSHSVSV I always have people asking

Also, enjoy this pile of suits

[spilled-energon]

I just did 12 hours of dinosaur stuff because I did an actual event, and then had to train a bunch of newbies immediately after. So, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go die now.

[spilled-energon]

So sorry for being slow on replies, y'all!! My brain has been filled with a loser from a sort of obscure show, so that paired with being busy has kept me from writing. Atm, I'm out doing dino stuff, so I'll try and get to replies soon.

In case anyone has ever wanted to see what the inside of the dinosaur suits look like, enjoy the video I took DHSHSVSV I always have people asking

Also, enjoy this pile of suits

[coetusmachina-a]

( ✧ ― @spilled-energon ― ✧ )

Tarantulas has typed up, then deleted, then retyped a message at least four times by now. Why was text Prowl so hard? Why did it feel like he was going to suffocate? He took in a sharp breath to try and steady himself to just send the damn message. .: I don't know how else to word this, so I'm just going to send it. :. .: Prowl, can we meet? Sometime soon? Maybe for drinks? Or wherever you want. :.

Prowl had just coughed up a few more petals when he got the alerts for comms messages.

He sighed, rubbing his mouth and pushing the fresh petals to the side before opening them up and reading... freezing when he realized just who it was that was messaging him. And what he hated most about it was that he felt his spark stutter for a moment - why? There was no reason for that..!

He glared at the messages for a touch longer, pushing thoughts away of Mesothulas before he was Tarantulas... and the unforeseen reunion they had had not too long ago...

» Drinks are good. You choose location, and I'll meet you there. «

[spilled-energon]

Tarantulas would never admit to the fact that he sat, waiting, until the moment Prowl replied. His spark leapt into his throat when the message came through. He instantly poured over it, freezing when he realized that Prowl had accepted the offer.

Immediately the spider stood from his seat, stumbling forward to go hunt down a mirror so that he could start brushing his fur out. By the time he had his brush in hand, he figured that it had been plenty of time to make it seem like he hadn't been waiting for Prowl to reply.

It had only been one minute. Hm.

.: Wonderful! I know you're probably not a fan of loud clubs, so I've chosen something quieter. Meet me at these coordinates in an hour. :.

Did that come off as clingy? Tarantulas couldn't tell. He squinted his visor as he shifted his weight from pede to pede. It was probably fine! Back to brushing out his fur, then. He needed to look nice for Prowl.

[spilled-energon]

Seeing Brainstorm's posture loosen, Tarantulas stood straighter. He leaned away, though he never quite left the other's bubble, still leaving him uncomfortably close.

The spider's helm tilted to the side, a soft hum leaving him. "I know the feeling," Tarantulas purred. Finally, he stepped out from Brainstorm's space to gesture at his own helm without running the risk of elbowing the poor bot. "Mine does much the same. We have that in common." Recharging had always felt like such a pain to Tarantulas. Why waste so much time being unconscious when he could stay awake and do something productive? Unfortunately, his organic half meant he needed rest even more than he had previously.

"Well, since you're here, I'd be interested in taking a look at your lab." Oh, to have a lab. Tarantulas missed his previous ones. In fact, he missed science in general. He hadn't had the opportunity to work on a project since his time with Overlord. "If you don't mind, of course. I promise not to touch anything."

[spark-took-flight]

Flattery, camaraderie, and genuine interest in his work would get one anywhere with Brainstorm. The jet truly loved attention on him and his work. So, with just a slight hesitation (but only because he did have active and very dangerous projects out), he nodded in agreement. "Very well."

When the other left his personal space completely, he seemed to finally fully relax and he led the way down to his lab. "Don't mind the mess. I've got a few projects laid about that I'm working on." He explained as he punched in his code for the lock, before also having to place his palm to a scanner. "And don't mind the extra level of security. Ever since my lab was broken into- not important- I decided it might be best to increase my locks. It's keyed to a few trusted individuals' palm heat signatures." He explained as the door opened with a hiss.

He entered the lab first, looking around at the various guns, rays, bombs, and even a few interfacing toys he was working on. "If you see anything you're curious about, feel free to ask. I don't mind. Nothing is under top secret security anymore." He explained as he went to grab a few tools from what looked like a dedicated tool workbench.

[spilled-energon]

Tarantulas followed after Brainstorm as the shorter mech led the way to his lab. He chittered knowingly at the mention of extra security. "I would have done much the same. The thought of unknown individuals sifting through your lab is an awful thing," he hummed. He would know. His old lab had been looted and destroyed, and rendered devoid of anything useful.

Stepping into the lab, Tarantulas immediately felt giddy. Oh, how he loved the world of science. Although, the sight of all the fun weapons and items certainly reminded him how much he missed having access to this sort of facility. He tinkered, yes, but he was forced to do so in the confines of his own hab. There was hardly enough room for bigger projects, let alone space to actually test whatever he ended up making.

His visor stopped on what he could only assume were interface toys. So, Brainstorm dabbled in that world too, then? Tarantulas glanced towards the flier, contemplating. Apparently, they had a lot more in common than he had initially assumed. "Your lovely little toys have most certainly caught my attention," he purred, visor squinting in a grin. "Is this just a pet project, or do you work on the naughtier side of things often?"