#rb heatwave

[dinoextrahappy]

[moffittarts]

Heatwaaaave *twirls hair*

[lunasdestiny]

LOBBING

My submission for @turbofox-zines RESCUE BOTS Zine VOL 2.

Here we have the Rescue Bots and Team Bee playing Lob Ball. Since we have seen Blur in the style of RiD and Sideswipe in RB, I wanted to see what the rest of the rescue team would look like if they were to visit Crown City. So I did my best to mimic the style RiD had with the rest of the RB team.

Thank you to Turbofox for inviting me as a guest artist!

Hope you all love this page like I love both RB and RiD ❤️

[heartstopper19]

I can't help but smile anytime I watch this scene because it's just very wholesome

I love Heatwave's soft spot for kids

[zeondraws]

HW: IS THIS WHAT I AM DESTINED FOR?!

OP: HEATWAVE NO!!!

This scene popped into my head about a reality where Heatwave slowly gets irritated by Optimus keeping secrets for „his safety“. And that he’s done with getting treated like a newborn. Obviously Optimus has valid reasons to keep him away from danger.

However at some point the Quintessons arrived on earth, launching a full scale attack. And ofc after they attacked Griffin Rock and hurt Heatwave's family, he boils over and takes matters into his own servos.

Guess what happens to this Heatwave, spoiler– it’s a previous sketch I posted)))))

Progress pics bellow

Initially I wanted Optimus to stand there ominously, but realised him running is way better.

Previous version without blur

[human567]

Remembered they shared a universe so drw something about it

[revelboo]

Hi

I learning english with your fanfics becase i love transformers <33

I can ask heatwave consoling a s/o? I need him right now

Sure!

Care

RB Heatwave x Reader

• Dropping onto the couch in the rec room of the station, you slump back against the cushions, head back and eyes closed as you toe off your sneakers. And you can feel Blades and Heatwave staring at you curiously. “Bad day?” Heatwave asks, his deep, familiar voice rumbling through you. ‘People,’ you mutter, knowing you don’t need to elaborate. That he’ll get it because he gets you. Dimly aware of the sound of him getting to his peds and walking over, you crack an eye when his shadow falls across you.

• Hand on the back of the couch as he leans down over you, your eyes meet his optics. “Isn’t Dani calling for you, Blades?” Heatwave asks growls and the other bot rumbles softly. ‘I didn’t hear anything,’ Blades mutters and Heatwave turns to stare at him. Willing the oblivious mech to think and understand. To find somewhere else to be and Blades’s optics widen. ‘Oh. Um, you’re right. I hear it now,’ Blades mumbles, grinning sheepishly as he gets up and leaves.

• Chuckling at Heatwave as he rumbles softly, you raise your eyebrows at him. “Smooth,” you murmur and he clears his vents before looking over his shoulder to make sure Blades is gone. Then he’s mass shifting and easing down onto his knees, hooking an arm around you and laying his head in your lap, the edge of his helm digging uncomfortably into the crease of your hip as you lay a hand on his head. ‘You want to talk about it?’ He asks, voice gruff.

• “Nothing to talk about,” you say, soft fingertips sliding against his helm. Rumbling deepening at your touch, his servos flex and fist in the back of your shirt. ‘I’m sure Chief Burns could find you a job here. Maybe as a firefighter,’ he offers, though the idea of you smiling and laughing with Kade is almost infuriating. Prefers to keep you to himself, for you to look to him and only him. Need only him. “I like my job. Most of the time.” Venting against you, his other hand curls possessively around your ankle.

• Tracing the lines of his helm, your annoyance slowly ebbs. But then it’s hard to stay annoyed when he does this. Crowding you and demanding attention like a giant cat. Not allowing you to focus on anything but him. “You could stay here. I’d take care of you,” he mutters, tone almost aggressive. Like he’s gearing up for an argument to make you smile. Because he’s awful at asking for things, immediately going on the defensive. Expecting to be argued with. ‘I know you would,’ you tell him and those optics meet your eyes. “But the answer’s still no, isn’t it?” He growls and you lean down to press a kiss against his head as he grumbles. ‘For now.’ Whatever this is between you both still so new that you’re afraid of ruining it.

I caved and got some of the Blokees Wheels on impulse. I’d been avoiding them since it’s the bots themself I adore and in my brain I’d equated these with overpriced TF HotWheels, but okay, these are stinking adorable models

Also got some new confetti mini sticker designs in with more on the way with more keychains/pins.

[leucanella]

a heatbee commission done for @/quietlydootling on bluesky! they're so cute they need to kiss they NEEEEED to kiss more than ANYTHING!!!!!