#tfss2017

[parallelpie]

Sorry about the slight delay, @vege-tali  but here’s your @tformers-secret-santa gift!!! There were a lot of good choices, so I hope you enjoy some cygate //u.u//  

bonus doodle.

[itsmespicaa]

Finally finished my @tformers-secret-santa gift for @lovelylampoon!!

A thousand apologies from me for pushing way past the deadline…but I hope this will somehow compensate for it haha. I tried to give off the sensation that he’s truly happy and content among his minicons with his relaxing and petting Ravage (plus the small heart above him!)–hopefully it comes across as exactly that X)

[moralchaos]

My 2017 Transformers Secrete Santa gift for @mtmte-mew! They had asked for IDW Megatron and I hope you like it ^^; I have always wanted to do IDW Megaton and wanted to do a collection of TF Art using shapes with colored galaxy backgrounds.

I used a Triangle for Megatron because: “The shape can imply stability, power and energy when the shape rests on a solid base. But it results in feelings of conflict, tension and nervousness…” and I thought that this fit him pretty well with everything he’s gone threw in IDW.

I hope you like it and I enjoy doing this every year! @tformers-secret-santa

[galacticproblems]

A few days late for a drawing with a Christmas tree in it but I finished my gift for @alotofspiders (for @tformers-secret-santa 2017)! They asked for some Shockwave and Blurr from TFA. I hope you like it, I had fun drawing it!

[cavalierconvoy]

Secret Santa “The Light Pours Out Of Me” for @zvous !

@tformers-secret-santa Exchange for 2017, and with twelve hours to spare! (I had a personal goal to get this done.)

I went with the OpScream Coronation prompt, as it’s been aeons since I’ve done straight up G1. I opted to, instead of using my trusty Zig brush and Tachikawa nib pens for the inks, using the more traditional dip nibs and brushes. 

Originally I had believed I might not have enough time to finish this with markers, as this month had turned quite chaotic for me and the hubs. Instead, as I haven’t seriously worked in digital colours for almost as long as working in G1 style, I opted to upload it to my Medibang Cloud, so that I could, if needed, work on my tablet (which I didn’t need to overall). While it is going towards my previous Medibang doodles I’ve done in the past, this is the second piece I’ve done using my traditional inks as the base. 

I hope it meets expectations! :)

Also: My original OpScream idea involved G2. Literally, I had good shoulder angel Skidblast telling me “Cav No!” and bad shoulder devil Warlordenfilade telling me “Cav yessss....” Skidblast won that one due to the fact that fewer people know the G2 lore.

Tech Specs: Traditional inks: Deleter Black and Deleter White inks on 11x14 Canson 96# smooth bristol; NIKO G Nib, Hunt 102 Quill Nib; and 0 Round, 6 Filbert, and 1 Liner brushes.  Scanned in TIFF - Bitmap, 800dpi, and cleaned up in Adobe Photoshop CS2. Colour: Medibang Paint Pro 13.0 (ver.1.8.11), Toshiba Portege M780 with Wacom-enabled touch screen.  References: M-01 Optimus Prime and M-11 Coronation Starscream for design; G1 Optimus Prime (reissue) and G1 Starscream (reissue) for scale. (I do put my toys in compromising positions on a regular basis.)

Title Inspiration: “The Light Pours Out of Me” by Magazine

[doomface]

Happy Holidays @tarfire ! I’m your secret santa! I had a lot of fun experimenting with this piece, hope you enjoy it :D

@tformers-secret-santa

[roseofmyeye]

Old Friend

Skyfire was walking through the halls of the Ark when he overheard Spike talking to Bumblebee.

“Hey Bumblebee you excited for Christmas?”

Before Bumblebee can answer Skyfire interrupts “What’s this Christmas Spike?”

“Oh hey Skyfire! You don't know what Christmas is?”

“We’re Cybertronians Spike. We don't exactly have the same holidays as you humans do.” Bumblebee laughs. “Though I have to admit its a pretty good you humans came up with.”

“So Christmas is a human holiday?” Skyfire asks. “What does it celebrate?”

“Weeeeelllllll religiously it’s a Christian holiday celebrating the birth of Jesus christ, the mortal son of God who was born on Earth to save us from our sins so we can have eternal life after we pass away. Now mostly it’s about family and friends getting together to spend time together. And y’know ‘Peace on Earth and goodwill towards men’.” Spike attempts to explain. 

“Peace on Earth? I thought Earth was already a peaceful planet?”

“Nah we all got our problems and wars that we fight. But the holiday season is supposed to be about mercy, kindness, family and generosity. Setting aside differences and showing the ones you love how much you care and appreciate them as well as thinking of others less fortunate before yourself.”

“I don't think Cybertron ever had a holiday that focused so much on giving.” Skyfire comments.

“From what I get of this holiday is that friends and family will wrap presents for each other as a sign of friendship and care that Spike here mentioned.” Bumblebee adds.

Puzzled Skyfire asks, “Why are the gifts wrapped? Wouldn't the wrapping be destroyed when the recipient opens the gift to see what they got? Wouldn't it be easier not to wrap it at all?”

Spike lets out a short laugh, “Yeah but that’s the best part! Tearing off the wrapping and being surprised by what your friend or family member got you. It’s not the same feeling if you know before hand what you got ‘cause you saw it just sitting under the tree for a couple weeks till you can actually receive it.”

Skyfire understands the concept of the surprise of the gift but why is there a tree involved? He’s not sure if he really wants to know the answer to that. Saying his thanks to Spike and Bumblebee he continues on towards his quarters. Unable to stop thinking of a dear friend he lost when he crashed into the ice and the human holiday centred around friends, family, peace and giving.

On the Nemesis

“What is it now Soundwave? Has our illustrious leader come up with another foolhardy plan to defeat the Autodolts?” Came the screechy voice of the one and only Starscream as he walked into the communications hub of the Nemesis.

“Message from Autobot Skyfire. Recipient Starscream. Scanned: No virus or malware detected. Purpose of message: Christmas. File attached: Old pre-war photo.” Soundwave responds with no voice inflection at all. 

Starscream looks at the communications officer with a rare (sure Starscream) gobsmacked expression. “What the pit is this ‘Christmas’ and why would that fool send an old-photo?”

“Christmas: human holiday predominant in North America and Europe and other pockets across the planet. Purpose: to spread kindness and joy through gift giving. Gifts: for family and friends.” Soundwave pauses “Message content: nothing not already known to Decepticons.”

Starscream ponders over the explanation, curios as to what this gift is. It has been eons since the last time he has ever given something. ‘At least something that wouldn’t harm him’, he thinks with a sneer remembering past beatings from Megatron. “Very well send it to my data pad. I’ll look at it later” Starscream pauses “Will Megatron need to be notified of this?”

“Message content: nothing not already known to Decepticons.” Soundwave repeats monotonely. 

Starscream stares at Sondwave’s back, determining his meaning.

“Very well. As you were.” said Starscream as he left the communications hub.

Later...

Starscream is back in his quarters sneering at the data pad in his servo.

DO NOT READ TILL MORNING OF TERRAN DATE DECEMBER 25

“The pit Skyfire?!” he growls out trying to override the date and time lock and failing. ‘How the pit did Soundwave review the message and photo with this delay encryption?!’...Pausing Starscream considers if Soundwave either put the encryption in place or just amped it up so he could not get passed it...Starscream concedes it’s a toss up with that passive-aggressive retrograde. Checking the current terran date and time Starscream realizes that December 25 is still 10 days away. ‘SLAG!’

9 days later in the Nemesis...

23:59:30pm December 24

For the last week and a half Starscream couldn’t get is mind off the fragging message and attached file that was supposed to be a gift from Skyfire to celebrate this human Christmas nonsense. 9 days of the most insufferable mental torture and he wondered what then old photo could possibly be. It was enough to drive a mech to insanity!!

23:59:45 December 24

The seconds seemed to tick by slowly on his internal clock. Agonizingly slow.

00:00:01 December 25

FINALLY!! Starscream opens the message.

Merry Christmas Starscream.

In memory of what we once had so long ago.

                                    Your old friend,

                                                        Skyfire

Below the message was an old picture of Starscream and Skyfire standing outside the Praxus Science Institute with huge smiles on their face plates. Starscream leaning against Skyfire’s tall form and Skyfire with a hand on his shoulder. They had both just graduated and were getting ready for their first expedition. 

At the corner of Starscream’s mouth his lips twitch upwards in a small sad smile.

“Merry Christmas indeed...old friend.”

For @tformers-secret-santa 2017 gift exchange!!

A Starscream and Skyfire christmas gift for @sound-stardust 

[justatouchofgoldsickness]

So I’m skirting the deadline and technically it is the 18th where I am but I humbly present to you @decepticonsensual your 2017 Transformers secret santa gift. 

The prompt I went with was the Dinobot/Rattrap “So happy you’re alive.” I took some creative liberties and did some things but I do hope you enjoy it as I am happy to have written it for you.

@tformers-secret-santa

It was a duty they seemed to trade out, each standing vigil while the other underwent repair, but of course it wasn’t something the others commented on.

Dinobot has carefully cultivated his reputation and made it clear that he felt the rodent was nothing but a nuisance and on the flip side Rattrap was more than happy to respond in kind.

Optimus Primal couldn’t help the small amused smile that pulled at the corners of his mouth. He had been watching Dinobot for the better part of the evening as he paced and lingered about the bridge, without of course looking like he was loitering about.

“You know it won’t go any faster if you’re standing there.” Primal said gently and had to quickly smooth out his features as he turned in the seat to look at him. He expected the snarl and the rather spectacular roll of the optics, which marked the start of the denial phase of this venture.

Dinobot crossed his arms as he leaned against a bulkhead and glared at a spot just beyond the other mechs helm. “I’m just passing by.”

“As you were the last time you came this way?” Optimus tried and now Dinobot’s gaze snapped up towards him with another little frown, and Optimus finally let himself smile. After all, he liked to think that he and Dinobot had something of an established sort of friendship. He hoped at least that Dinobot would relax a little and at least admit that he was concerned for Rattrap.

Optimus had been there when the operation had gone south, when the Predacons had begun to push back and an exploding energon crystal started a series of other smaller explosions in the deposit they had found and Rattrap had had been severely injured in the resulting firefight.

Not that anyone had walked away unscathed of course, and Optimus could see how even Dinobot was nursing some wounds of his own but they had all agreed that Rattrap had been the one who needed to go first until the most serious of his injuries were taken care of then they could look at rotating everyone until they were all back to a more fighting form.

“I’m simply waiting to see how much we have to wait until we can start having our own turns to recover.”

“Your beast form will take care of many of the minor repairs.”

Another snarl and Dinobot glowered, glaring at the steadily humming CR chamber and the sole occupant inside of it. He understood that, he knew that and while it was the most logical option that he take himself to his quarters and rest for a good long while… he simply could not bring himself to do so.

Not until he was absolutely certain that Rattrap had made it past the point that would allow them to stop worrying.

He did leave of course, roaming the vessel and it grated on him to see how Optimus smiled to him as his path would bring him back to the bridge and past the CR chamber.

He had even grumbled how there was few paths he could take that would not lead back this way and Optimus had finally relented and looked away, of course not without one last amused look at his expense.

“I’m sure Rattrap will be thankful for your concern.”

“Concern? I am not concerned! I simply wish to be here to remind the vermin what his stupidity nearly resulted in his deactivation.”

Optimus smiled as he shook his helm knowing that he would never get Dinobot to admit that he might like, even might care, about Rattrap.

“I’m sure that he didn’t intend for this to happen, none of us intended for the mission to go the way it did but it happened and asides from Rattrap none of us are any worse for wear. Your beast mode should be able to handle a lot of the minor repairs but if you want to wait here but at least let me get you some energon.”

Dinobot did look as though he would begin to protest and Optimus held up his servo and shook his helm, “I insist, you helped me considerably today Dinobot, it’s the least I could do if you insist on waiting for the CR chamber to finish with Rattrap’s repairs.”

Dinobot glared after Optimus as he got to his pedes and left the bridge, and Dinobot listened to the Maximal Commander hum the further he went down the corridor until he could not longer hear him and all that was left was the hum of the machinery around him.

Dinobot pushed away from the bulkhead as he took small hesitant steps towards the CR chamber, reaching out to press his servo against the door and tried to picture the mech within. There was so much he wanted to say and briefly, for those brief moments while he had fought to reach the fallen mech, had believed he would not get the chance to say.

“How dare you.”

Rattrap twitched just barely conscious, the voice outside the door was muffled but he would recognize it anywhere and it pulled him from the darkness that clouded his processor.

“I told you not to and you did not listen and I was unable to protect you.”

He tried to answer but his vocalizer did not want to work, he heard the faint tapping of clawed digits against the door, pictured the tall warrior in his mind's optic looking in. He could almost, faintly, hear how Dinobot began to pace. Other things were said but his processor tried to pull him back into recharge but still he strained wanting to listen.

Rattrap tried to move but his frame did not respond, warnings blinked up in his HUD and he tried to override them but the commands didn’t take.

“And from my failures… I nearly lost you.”

Rattrap tried again to answer, to force himself to speak and to move but he was so so tired. He knew that Dinobot wasn’t expecting an answer, knew that even if he were to answer Dinobot would not hear him but he could feel how his spark jumped, warmed by the words spoken by the rough voice just outside the door.

“I am,” there was a brief pause and faintly Rattrap could hear another distant sound, “I...”

Dinobot had returned to his place by the bulkhead as Optimus returned offering out one of the rations. Dinobot took it with a rather suspicious glance after all, it should not have taken Optimus that long to make his way to the mess storage and back.

“You know Dinobot, you should probably look at getting some rest yourself.” Optimus suggested as he returned to his seat, “I can keep you updated if anything were to change.” He looked up at the mech as Dinobot had paused mid sip and stared at him, “And I don’t want to make it an order.”

That was unfair and Optimus knew it, he knew that Dinobot would be less inclined to decline if it was being given to him in such a way and after a tense moment where Optimus believed the dinoformer to be gearing up to fight him on this he was surprised when Dinobot relented. He dismissed himself with a curt nod and a mumbled thank you as he turned on his heel and stalked off, putting distance between himself and the bridge as fast as his tired legs would carry him.

“Well I feel like a ship full’a slag.”

Optimus looked up from his holobook as he heard the soft hiss of the CR chamber cycling down and Rattrap’s quiet pedefalls behind him. He turned in his seat to greet him and had to admit that Rattrap looked as though he could use another few cycles in the chamber but Cheetor was still needing to be attended to.

“You look considerably better than how you did when Dinobot carried you back. How are you feeling?”

Rattrap paused mid stretched as he felt a joint pop and a newly repaired seam tug just a little too painfully for his liking. He lowered his arm slowly and tried to smooth out the crimped fuel line, already thinking of all the good ways to get that knot worked out.

“Guess I’ll live.” He answered with a small lift of his shoulders which felt a little bit better than the full on stretch but he’d work his way back up to that after some long recharge.

“Glad to hear, just as I’m sure you’ll be happy to hear that Dinobot was quite concerned about you.”

“Eh I’m thinking he’d miss me, ya know, no one t’keep him on his toes then.” Which was true, no one could quite get under the saurians skin quite like Rattrap could, and he very much prided himself on that fact.

“I suppose not.” Optimus agreed as while the others did try to befriend Dinobot, the mech seemed to prefer to keep some professional distance between them but with Rattrap that seemed to be very different and he tolerated the teasing, the jokes, and whatever else it was they got up to. “Well, if you want to head to your quarters I can let him know that you’re up and walking around.”

“Nah I’ll tell him, it’s on my way.” Rattrap said, not too quickly of course, not that he wanted to seem like he was eager to see the mech or something Primus forbid. “Figure I owe him that if he carried my aft back here.”

“Of course, have a good rest Rattrap, I’m going to keep you off shift for a few cycles just so you can rest up.”

“Well tell that to the Preds and we’ll see.” Rattrap was already on his way out, not that he didn’t enjoy the boss bots company he just was just ready for some company that didn’t involve being on the bridge or anywhere near the CR chamber for at least a little while.

He knew where he wanted to be, and that’s where he was gonna be. If anyone suspected or knew they never said anything or kept it to themselves which suited him just fine, that and knew that Dinobot would probably not be as nice about as he would if anything like that were ever implied or something.

Either way, he knew the path down the corridor and the code for the door, he meandered his way quietly through the room as the door closed quietly behind him.

He did want to recharge, that was a given as he could practically feel how heavy his entire frame felt with each and every step he took closer to the berth until he reached it and hauled himself on. He thought about just curling up against the mechs side, Dinobot was warm, he probably could have been happy like that but…

Rattrap wanted confirmation if what he heard had been real or some sorta dream brought on from his extended stay in the CR chamber. He got up on his knees and shuffled closer planting his servos on Dinobot’s chest as he pulled himself up and settled knees on either side of his chest.

“Yo chopperface.”

Dinobot kept his optics offline even as a weight, a very familiar weight, straddled his chestplate and seemed rather intent on remaining there.

“I know ya ain’t recharging.”

The breathy chuckle was enough to let him know that the mech wasn’t as offline as he was wanting him to believe that he was.

“Did you mean it? What ya said while I was holed up in the CR chamber?”

That got the mechs attention and slowly Dinobot’s optics brightened until he turned his helm towards the the little mech perched atop him.

“Mean what?”

This was a familiar position for them both, and after a moment Dinobot seemed to relax enough to rest his servos on Rattrap’s knee joints as the mech looked down at him.

“Don’t you play stupid with me, you know what I’m talking about.”

Rattrap scowled knowing full well that Dinobot was doing it on purpose and getting all the more moody that it was working. Of course, Dinobot would never admit that he enjoyed teasing him but he could tell that it amused him considerably.

Instead with a indignant huff Rattrap adjusted himself, shifting and squirming around until he was able to lay across the larger mechs chest and Dinobot was still as he did so. Eventually he lifted his arms and Rattrap couldn’t help felt his previous bad mood dissipate as he curled up on Dinobot’s chestplate. He traced a digit along one of the stripes of Dinobot’s raptor mode’s head, he did frown up at the mech after another moment.

“I meant it.”

Rattrap’s optics brightened as he felt Dinobot shift from beneath him, a servo resting against his back as the mech seemed to be pondering his next words.

“I failed you when I should have been keeping a better optic on you.”

“‘Ch, you’re good, but you ain’t that good chopperface.”

Dinobot actually laughed, well half laughed more of a dry chuckle really, at Rattrap’s words and he was rather proud that he was able to garner even that out of the mech.

“I mean, I know y’think you’re good but I gotta tell ya, I’m better.”

“Your performance during the battle is rather contrary to that statement.”

“So I tripped and fell, big deal, had to do something to let you look a little better out there.”

They fell back into the easy banter, it was comfortable and helped Rattrap see that everything was alright, there was nothing to worry about. He was alive and he was here and it was nice to know just how worried Dinobot had been. He could feel how the anxious thrum of Dinobot’s spark began to slowly ease and matched with the slow easy pulse of his own. Rattrap took hold of one of his servos and stroked his own digits across the broad palm.

“It’s not difficult to showcase that I am the better warrior between us even if you were to not take a dive as you are so implying.”

“Yah well I figured you needed a little boost.”

Rattrap looked up when Dinobot didn’t immediately answer and he saw how he watched him, he squirmed a little not at all expecting the intensity in which he looked at him.

“Do I got something on my face?”

“No,” He was stalling, at least, that’s what Rattrap was thinking as he kept a very close optic on the mech that was suddenly looking very nervous with all the attention he was suddenly receiving. “I was merely thinking abou-”

“About what?”

“If you would allow me to finish then perhaps I may be able to tell you. I am… pleased that you are alive.”

“You’re pleased? Just pleased?”

Dinobot made a show of rolling his optics as he was suddenly even more nervous with Rattrap looking up at him with a small arch of his optical ridge. He could see some scarring, new welds, and could read in his fields how there was some lingering discomfort and minor pain and…

“I’m happy. I’m happy that… you’re safe, that you’re alive.” Rattrap could almost feel how the frame beneath him warmed, mostly in embarrassment he figured as Dinobot was undoubtedly out of his element and nervous as all slag. He kinda liked it, and had to admit he wanted to see it more often.

Rattrap grinned as he just wanted to bask in his moment as it was a rare treat to see Dinobot looking like this, especially over him of all mechs. He knew exactly what to do to heighten this and he leaned in close, catching Dinobot offguard as he grabbed hold of his faceplate and kissed him soundly, drawing back to enjoy the deep rumbling from the large mech.

“Now, don’t get too ahead of yourself, I’m wanting to recharge and you’re just warm enough I don’t need a blanket so, do us a favour and lay there and be quiet.”

“Oh but of course, your comfort is paramount how could I have forgotten.”

“For a second I almost thought you cared.”

Even though there was a rather snarky bite to his words he knew that Dinobot did not mean it, just as he did not put up too much of a fuss when Rattrap stretched out and got comfortable across him again.

After all, Dinobot did made for the best berth, and who knows maybe after some recharge he’d be more up to showing the overgrown lizard just how thankful he was.