#my boyyyyy

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Pheasant from Old School RuneScape

[codydodie]

Starscream 3D printable figurine!!!!

ALL HAIL STARSCREAM !!!

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He is about 43 cm tall (1.41 feet or 2.418 bananas), from his feet to his wing tips, depending on his wing position. This model is very much inspired and made to go with @solid-helium 's Soundwave, so I scaled Starscream based on him. He is movable at his ankles, knees, hips, torso, neck, shoulders, elbows and wrists. This is achieved via Lego hinges (credit for this idea goes to Solidhelium as well). There are 5 different, interchangeable hand models, held in place with magnets. His wing position is movable in the sense, that you can choose how far up or down tilted they are. There are two head models, which can be exchanged. One with a smug smile, the other with terrified puppy eyes.(if that doesn't sum up Starscreams entire existence lmao). He can stand surprisingly well. He cannot transform!! 

OMG hes finally done. This was a crazy little project and I'm really proud of how it turned out. I had a lot of fun and learned lots of new things about Blender. If you decide to make this for yourself, I would love to see the results. Pls pls pls tag me on tumblr. Special thanks go to:

@ilaac-art / @hd-screamer-pics-and-gifs for providing the Wii game model I used as a base/reference and for having a whole blog full of all the Starscream references you could possibly need. Genuinely such a great resource.

@solid-helium for making the original Soundwave model, which inspired this whole thing. If you haven't already seen it plss go check it out here: https://solidanimation.gumroad.com/l/sndwmodel

@luluandronja my wonderful cousin, for taking awesome pictures, giving suggestions and providing very encouraging comments whenever I messaged her about my progress. <3

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len sketch

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LandoLOG 034: THE BEST 24 HOURS OF MY LIFE

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I coloured this panel to make it my screensaver! Posting so you can use it too if you wish

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Happy Valentine's day!

[vie-of-the-void]

oh gerry how I love you

[gottabegreyhound]

What do we think about reader comforting K after he has a nightmare? Dealer's choice if the content of said nightmare is discussed.

I just need my sweet boy taken care of ❤️

This is short, but he is #grateful. He's quiet in this... which is pretty in line with him. Hope this is good though!

You suddenly woke because of the heavy breathing beside you.

You'd been sleeping for a few hours, but the harsh gasps of air and shaking happening next to you pulled you from your sleep.

"K…?" You mumbled as you wiped one hand over your eyes and threw the other hand out towards his side of the bed. Your hand brushed against his back, and he jumped.

You yanked your hand back quickly and sat up, now fully awake, staring at K's tense back as he hunched over the side of the bed.

He refused to turn towards you as you shuffled closer to his back and kept breathing hard. His hands were shaking against the sides of his head, brushing his fingers through his hair, trying to calm himself down.

K sniffled, and you raised an eyebrow. He's had nightmares before, sure, but crying wasn't normally what happened when he woke from one.

Usually, after waking from a nightmare, he would quietly get out of bed and sit alone in the other room. He’d open his book but only stare blankly at the pages, running his thumb along the edges without reading.

You'd sit near him after giving him a few minutes alone, and K would ever so slowly begin to relax.

Sometimes you would wrap a blanket around him, and other times he'd slumped into your shoulder, head ducked down as he breathed into your shirt.

He wouldn't speak, but he'd find your hand and hold it tightly, not letting go for hours.

This was different. Crying meant something seriously rattled him, and you weren't sure you'd be able to get him to open up. At least not for a long time.

You swung your legs over the side of the bed and sat next to him, pressing your thigh against his with barely any pressure to tell him you were there.

K huffed and swiped a hand over his face, drying his eyes. "Sorry I woke you," His voice cracked. His voice was nearly inaudible, but you heard the shake in it.

You turned your head and scanned him. His head was ducked so low his chin was almost touching his chest, and he was gripping the sides of his head roughly.

You reached a tentative hand out and laid it over his, where it gripped his hair. You waited a moment, giving him time to push your hand away or move, but he didn't. You slowly wrapped your fingers under his and pulled his hand away from his head.

"K…" you whispered softly as, once his hand was free, you took it in yours. You stretched out his fingers gently before intertwining them with your own. With your other hand, you traced light patterns along his knuckles before resting your laced fingers in your lap.

He squeezed your hand and released the grip his other hand had on his head. K slowly dropped the hand away from his head and placed it on his knee. His hand clenched his pants, but he didn't have a white-knuckle grip as he'd had on his scalp.

You kept tracing his fingers and knuckles, giving him time to process and think about what to do or say.

"…Just a memory," He mumbled finally. "It's not even real."

You hummed softly in response. "If it hurts you, it is." You dropped his hand and pressed it against your lips.

K shook his head, and a tear fell down his face. He didn't bother wiping his face off; he just stared at the tear mark on his pants when the tear landed on it. "It's not real," He said again. It sounded more like he was trying to convince himself than you.

"You're real," You said firmly, voice loud in the silent room. "If you're real, then what you feel is real."

K glanced over at you and furrowed his brows. "But-"

"You got a heartbeat and a brain, that's all you need, really." You shrugged, casual and sure of your logic.

K squeezed your hand and looked back down at the floor, thinking.

"Just hard to believe…" He admitted after a minute of silence.

You squeezed his hand back gently and shuffled closer to him, leaning your shoulder against his. "I know, but I'll keep telling you you're real until you believe it."

K chuckled with a watery smile. "So stubborn," He teased. His body was more relaxed now. He couldn't completely believe your words after so long of hearing the opposite, but it felt good to hear.

You bumped a shoulder against his playfully and pulled him back fully onto the bed. "Think you like me that way," You shot back with a laugh.

K got back under the covers beside you and pulled you close to his chest. He ducked his head down and pressed a kiss to your head. "Wouldn't have it any other way," K whispered, tone full of affection.

You held onto him tightly in response and brushed your hand up and down his side.

K felt himself starting to fall asleep and pulled the covers higher over you, swarming you both in warmth.

You two fell asleep wrapped around each other, bundled in the blankets.

K didn't have another nightmare that night. The only thing he could hear in his head or dream of was you calling him real.