#@keferon

[dentedmorals]

I have made fan art in hopes of convincing @keferon to consider on day making scum scum Senator self saving system au. Also yes I made elite1 walk in on shockwave and op and this was inspired by one of keferons sketches. I placed keferons sketch below the one I use as reference

[sreabhadh]

Guys I'm doing it, I'm writing the toxic yaoi XD

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Inspired by Random Cockroach and Keferon, all credit where credit is due! (Their stuff is all awesome)

Jazz held his visor in his servos with a reluctant sort of reverence. The piece had been blue, was supposed to be- but no, now it was black. Now it was supposed to be black. It did hide his expressions a little better than the blue did, but his distaste was more with the meaning behind the color than the color itself. Blue was a very Autobot color- very few Decepticons wore it.

Blue, that blue visor- it was Jazz’s signature look. It was his thing. Except it wasn’t. Not anymore. No. Now Jazz’s thing wasn’t blue. Now it was black. Black and red, plus a single splash of Decepticon purple in the brand on his shoulder. Jazz cycled his vents a little longer, then turned the visor in his servos to go back over his eyes. Jazz put the visor back on, it clicked into place, and connected to his systems. Now Jazz wasn’t Jazz anymore. And his thing wasn’t blue.

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There was a small (not commotion, it was too tucked away to be called that) disturbance in the quadrangle Prowl’s position oversaw. Prowl observed the scene, then sent a low-priority alert and query to Soundwave. Prowl continued to watch the group of distant mechs, but none of them were displaying any particular combat skill or intelligence. They were simply battering the smaller mech that was curled into a ball and whimpering senselessly. Prowl did not know what the mech had done to earn their aggression, and nor did he care. They were Decepticons, and there was no room in their ranks for weakness. The mech would learn how to fight, or they would die. That was the way of things.

A notification chimed in Prowl’s internals, and he turned his datapad back on to check on the message from Soundwave. The mechs Prowl had identified were all new recruits, to be trained and assigned in the sector surrounding this base. Base DF- the base of Dread Fell, an overly ornate name but highly beneficial outpost in the war against the Autobots. They had been processed prior to arrival and would be assigned their handlers within the joor. Prowl scrolled briefly through each of their profiles. Internally, he sighed.

The recruit being targeted, designation Tracer, had a flighted alt mode (which they were not using to utilize their inherent air-superiority to fight or get away. The small handful of mechs surrounding him were medium-large frame types, none of which were capable of flight. They were also, by appearance and reputation, blundering mechs with slow processors and violent tendencies. Perfect attributes for military grunts, but not smart or skilled enough for what Prowl was looking for. Prowl flicked a doorwing in irritation, started to leave, then noticed something new.

There was another mech on the scene, watching the brawl from a distance. The mech spotted Prowl, gave a brisk salute and partial (theatrical) bow- then went back to watching the fight. Prowl checked his files- yes, it was another new recruit, designation Meister, a medium-small frametype built for stealth. In all likelihood, the mech would simply slink off- they purportedly had the ability to do so with ease, and beyond such had no reason to intervene. Still, Prowl flagged the profile. A stealth frame could be useful, especially if the mech was competent.

Prowl shut off his datapad, and almost subspaced it, when the stealth mech began striding towards the group of mechs. Prowl frowned, switching his datapad back on, accessing the mic closest to the fight and running its audio from the datapad to his internal comms.

There was no sound of the mech’s pedefalls, no sound of the mech at all, until they were directly behind the 3 heavy frames and spoke.

“What’s the party for?” the mech chirped, frightening the much larger mechs, who jumped to turn and face the small stealth mech. Prowl’s prospects for the mech soured- it was foolish, to an absurd degree, for the mech to pointlessly aggravate that many mechs of such size and disposition.

“None of your business,” the ugly red-and-purple mech- Bruiser- snarled.

“Frag off glitch,” the medium purple (of a much less optic-offending shade) mech- Slagshot- hissed.

“Hrrg,” said the large green frame ‘intelligently.’ BB, short for Boulder Brain, was aptly named.

The newcomer snickered in response. “Wow, you’re a bunch of dumbafts.”

The mechs turned all the way around, earlier prey forgotten.

“What did you call us?” Bruiser growled.

“Fraggers looking for a beating!” Slagshot screeched.

“Rrrg!” Boulder Brain challenged.

The stealth mech yawned, and Prowl could see him begin to stretch. “I mean, come on, what if that guy were a medic? Or becomes one later on? You really want the one saving your aft to have a grudge? Also, wow, it really takes 3 of you to beat up something half your size? You’re dumb and weak!”

Bruiser pounded a fist into his hand.

“You just sealed your fate slagger,” said Slagshot.

“Grrg,” BB growled.

The newcomer laughed. Prowl could not see the stealth mech’s face from this angle, but he could hear the grin in his voice.

“Let’s dance.”

Inspired by this

Post by @random-cockroach · 1 video

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This

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And this

Post by @random-cockroach · 1 video

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[sreabhadh]

Having (partial) Reverse Mecha Au TexAid thoughts...

Specifically with First Aid as a cybertronian and Vortex still human

First Aid: *meeting the other Combaticons* "Uhhh, that one looks like he wants to disassemble me with his bare hands? *Sees Brawl* That one looks like he COULD, why, why are they all looking at me like that, what does that gesture mean, what-"

Vortex: "Eh if they stab you just stab them back, you'll be fine." *Falls asleep*

First Aid: (⁠@⁠_⁠@⁠) ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

And the others would totally get a kick out of it and play it up because lmao why not

Swindle: *smiles threateningly while waving a knife or fork*

First Aid: *quietly* "I think the little one wants to eat me."

Onslaught: "Brawl is always saying how Swindle needs to eat more to get bigger."

Brawl: "That's true!"

Blastoff: *trying not to laugh his ass off*

First Aid: "What, uh, what do humans eat anyway?"

Vortex: *swirling a glass of fruit punch that is suspiciously Cybertronian energon pink* "Oh you know, this and that. Anything we can get our teeth on really."

First Aid: ...Cooooool. Not at all scary uh huh everything's fine it's fine I'm not gonna get eaten it's cool it's all cool.

[sreabhadh]

I don't know if this counts as the dream subscription thing, because story/writing dreams are a semi-frequent occurrence for me but I read Kef's post on Decepticon Prowl and Autobot Jazz the other day, and dreamed about it last night lol.

Wish the dream were more detailed so I would have more to work with story wise but it was still fun lol

That being said I would like to check my subscription type to make sure I can expect more dreams in the future and if my subscription has expired I would like to renew it thank you lol

I find it fascinating when characters are allowed to be viciously and ruthlessly competent- I recently watched Tfa, and there's a part in the end battle when Optimus and Megs are fighting the Starscreams together, back to back, and instead of it becoming a grudging allies things, Megatron waits for a good opportunity after he's regained his battle momentum and they've done enough damage that he is confident he can handle things himself- and uses Optimus as a fucking. Shield.

Pushes him directly into the line of fire, then swings him around to be a shield while grinning like a magnificent bastard (go to Red from OSP for where I got the phrase magnificent bastard lol)

It was VERY tactically smart, ruthless, cunning, quick on his feet and I did NOT see it coming- very in character for him, and I love how well they were able to show all those traits with that one choice

Man I was shooketh, I loved it lol (felt awful for Optimus ofc) but DAYUM BOI

Had to rewind that clip a couple times lol because DAYUM

Maybe not in that particular flavor, but Prowl as a tactically ruthless, hold-nothing-back Decepticon? Ooooo, gears are turning lol

If I'm going to adore a character, especially enough to write them, there has to be a moral "in" for me though. They can't be ruthlessly cruel without some redemptive qualities somewhere, I need to be able to believe they can make good choices and do good things, or have bad things they need to escape for me to really root for or love them.

So I can't really commit to an only Decepticon Prowl- but in the post Keferon said that they want the redemption to be well/hard earned (paraphrasing) and oooooooooo yes, brain likes that very much lol. There being a redemption arc gives me the moral "in" I need to get properly committed and invested while also allowing him to be a ruthless cunning (magnificent bastard) and highly competent character

Plus solidly Autobot Jazz being Jazz and also Meister and a spy and slag? Ohhhhh that is radioactive lol. Just look at Random Cockroach's animatics, and like, if I could pull off in a written story what they pulled off in those animatics? Oh heeellllll yeah lol. (I've watched those animatics so many times lmao they infest my mind, not only rent free, but with offerings provided in gratitude lol)

I don't know how to write that story or where to start, I feel like I would need to have Jabberish (author of Momu) levels of competence (which I do not) but the idea is electric enough I may attempt it anyway sometime lol

My current plan is to continue ruminating on and thinking about it until I have something I can work with because ohhhh I do not want to lose this lol

[sreabhadh]

I cannot draw for shit. (Yet) But I had to try XD

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Reblog by @sreabhadh · 1 image

💬 10  🔁 204  ❤️ 1125 · this is what happened, right? (I gave up on the last panel but we don't talk about that).

[sreabhadh]

Current winter weather got me nostalgic and thinking of winter memories with my older siblings/fam/friends. My brain is very much absorbed with Transformers rn though, so the nostalgia also got instantly transferred into Snowbots thoughts lol.

Specifically icicles. Cause those were fun. Finding the biggest ones you could, checking all the good spots, looking for new ones, competing and working together to get the biggest and best icicles down without breaking them. All the things. But Snowbots.

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I don't know who all would be doing what, but just imagine:

• Someone has collected a bunch of small and cute ones because they're small and cute

• Someone (or multiple someones) are doing different impressions, of different people or characters, pretending that the icicles are cigars, canes, wands, etc

• Some are just laughing at/enjoying the impressions

• At least one fool (endearing not derogatory. Or maybe endearingly derogatory lol) has their tongue stuck to an icicle (either a really big icicle that they're just, like, attached to now, or a smaller one that is now just. Hanging out their mouth lol).

• At least one person laughing at their predicament

• And/or at least one person with common sense spectating/reacting 🤦‍♀️ to the fool with their tongue stuck to an icicle. Like the pained, frustrated, exasperated, Tired TM sighs of Ratchet kind of vibes. (Though it doesn't necessarily have to be Ratchet lol). Or a just kind of. Pained 'why are you like this?' face.

• A couple people are just watching for the fun of it or not fully involved

• People eating icicles

• Potentially others being confused about why they're eating icicles

• "Because why not"

• Wolverine claws but with icicles

• Walrus tusks but with icicles (mistakes were made)

• More pained 'why are you like this' faces paired with more 'your foolish decisions and their natural consequences are hilarious' faces

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Then of course you have the competitive ones:

• Groups of people looking for the biggest and best icicles

• People trying to sabotage each other during the search, other snow-related shenanigans, pranks, and distractions

• People finding really good icicles/icicle patches

• Groups of people competing (and/or collaborating) to get the biggest and best icicles down without breaking them/trying to keep them as intact as possible

• Shouts of dismay and approval/excitement when an icicle either breaks or comes down cleanly

• Clamoring over, comparing, and showing off icicles obtained

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And finally, my favorite, the pièce de résistance (in my opinion):

• At least one transformer with the hugest most feral and deranged shit-eating grin ever, brandishing/holding above their head the most unbelievably colossal icicle ever (at least 2-3x times their size lol)

• And of course the reactions of everyone else, ranging from shock, awe, horror, excitement, and dismay (at being so utterly beaten at the 'find the biggest/best icicle competition')

• And all the emotions/reactions in between/combined lol

Please, I am begging 🙏

If anyone can draw this/any of these🙏

I will be so ecstatic 🙏

If not then please just enjoy my icicle-flavored Snowbots Au thoughts lol

But seriously if anyone can draw any of these I am going to be so obsessed fr lol

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[sreabhadh]

So.....

Snow bots au.

Starscream. Wearing a Santa hat. (And Skyfire's big puffy coat)

Because apparently. Starscream is SANTA