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@spark-took-flight
Not this again. Shockwave straightened, brushing himself off, all six wings flicking in quiet agitation as he looked around, doing his best to determine where -- or when -- he'd wound up this time. A quiet frown marred his pretty features, bright teal optics darkening a bit as he studied his surroundings, looking for clues of any kind.
Then the minicon mothformer saw...
...was that Brainstorm? He stared, turning fully to face the taller mech, delicate hands going to gold-painted hips as he squinted through thin oval glasses perched on the end of his nose. Did he care if Brainstorm saw him? Not really. Was he going to continue to stare? Absolutely.
Brainstorm had been passing through the halls of the building he'd been visiting, optics narrowed as if he were on a mission. Just as he was about to find his destination, he could feel someone's gaze on him. He skid to a stop, glancing around before those curious yellow optics fell on the other mech just down another hall.
He paused, tilting his helm as he did. This mech was unfamiliar by sight... But he felt familiar.
Okay, time to pivot. He turned on one pede and headed down the hall towards the... minicon? The jet stopped and looked down at the smaller mech, tilting his helm as he did. "Do I know you?" He asked, leaning down a little to get a good look at his little audience. Clearly, he was known, but he couldn't identify the other.
How peculiar.
Okay, well, being noticed told him this wasn't a fancy hologram -- or worse, he was dreaming again. People never looked at him in his dreams. They looked through him. So that was...something of a good sign? Definitely told him that he'd...hopped. Again.
...he really needed to have a conversation with his grandfather about this nonsense.
In his annoyance, Shockwave didn't think to back up as Brainstorm moved closer. Normally he'd have wanted at least a wall at his back; being a rather Nervous individual, his anxiety and shyness meant he didn't really like his back being open to attack in strange situations. But! Currently! He was too annoyed! So Brainstorm got a minicon simply staring him down instead, waiting on him, unmoving, until the taller mech was close enough that Shockwave had to crane his neck to keep looking at his face. (Mostly at his face. His mask counted, right?)
Though that...was a good question. "That...depends," he hedged, tapping one clawed finger against his opposite elbow and resisting the urge to lean back as Brainstorm leaned down. His voice was oddly gentle and a bit higher-pitched than one would expect of a mech, a low alto instead of high baritone. "How likely am I to get punched in the face if I tell you a name you don't like? I'd rather not break my nose, if you please."
reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you
this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much
Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you, even if you haven’t reblogged a meme, because I just want to RP with you
....well, that would explain the sudden headache. When did the coffee pot plug start shorting out?

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Tw suicide as a main theme of the story! Not right here but generally.
Blurr: I must be doing real good job with these patches he looks so happy
Shockwave: Oh..oh he is the universe… <- Previous
…………oh my god I will never try to do such a big fucking update ever again past me got carried away with all the dialogues but present me can’t see straight anymore I could sleep for a whole week.
@spark-took-flight
Not this again. Shockwave straightened, brushing himself off, all six wings flicking in quiet agitation as he looked around, doing his best to determine where -- or when -- he'd wound up this time. A quiet frown marred his pretty features, bright teal optics darkening a bit as he studied his surroundings, looking for clues of any kind.
Then the minicon mothformer saw...
...was that Brainstorm? He stared, turning fully to face the taller mech, delicate hands going to gold-painted hips as he squinted through thin oval glasses perched on the end of his nose. Did he care if Brainstorm saw him? Not really. Was he going to continue to stare? Absolutely.
Oh, it's October 31st, still. Happy birthday to me, then. Heh.
"The bags under my eyes are for extra inventory space" sounds like something Shockwave would deadpan at someone telling him he needs to take a break, they can see bags forming.
Doesn't matter the continuity; I can see it as Senator, as Empurata victim, TFA as either Shockwave or Longarm, even Prime or Cyberverse. Definitely TFOne, except he'd probably be slightly more irritated and less deadpan.
More personal Eterna AU notes! Partially for my writing reference, partially for my DRAWING reference, if I ever manage to get the layer drawing done and not just thought out.
Empurata Shockwave's Layered Armour, or: Being Made Into A Living Weapon By Flatline On Megatron's Orders

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jazz/Prowl (Transformers), Jazz & Soundwave (mentioned) Characters: Jazz (Transformers), Optimus Prime (voice), Prowl (Transformers), Ramjet (Transformers) Hound (Transformers) Additional Tags: Jazz is PERFECTLY FINE, no beta we die, Transformers Eterna AU Summary:
Jazz is fine. Nothing says he isn’t fine. He’s got a job to do, and searching for energon to refuel the Ark is it. Nothing else is going on, nothing is wrong, he’s just doing his job so everyone can get by and he’ll continue to be their calm, their comfort, look, he even FOUND what he was looking for! Nothing’s wrong. He’s fine. Really. NEW CHAPTER UP. Aftermath!
“Why can’t we just talk about it —”
"We've already talked about it, Prowler," Jazz growled from his side of the door, holding it shut with his shoulder, despite Prowl having given up trying to shove it open. "We've talked about it, an' talked about it, for years, an' you still don't bother t'question before you go off an' do somethin' like this wi'out seein' if your TAC-net's gettin' you losin' your common sense again!" "But it turned out just fine!" Prowl protested, leaning his head against the front door to the apartment he shared (normally shared) with his furious Conjunx, his doorwings drooping just slightly. "The Twins -- both sets, Jazz! -- came out of things just fine, just as I had ascertained they would!" Jazz was silent, staring mutely at the door. He could feel Prowl's EM field flickering toward him, and he resolutely shoved it aside, pulling his own so close as to nearly have it inside his skin. He did not want Prowl touching him at the moment. He let the silence carry, too angry to immediately allow himself to speak, and he could feel Prowl's unease rising from the other side of the door. "Jazz--" "'Just fine'." Jazz's voice was quiet. "Is it 'just fine' that those four 've worried their parents half'ta death for the past two months, not knowin' where they were? Younglin's not even old enough ta have jobs in the old days, out on their own, radio-silent under your orders, infiltratin' a Decepticon hold-out all the way out in Darkmount!?" He let some of his anger pulse out through the door, and the way it creaked, Prowl had physically recoiled from it. "Is it 'just fine' that two'a them are our nephews, an' their poor triplet's been so worried she ain't hardly eat for those two months 'cause she could barely feel her brothers? Windblade's sick 'cause'a your stupidity! Sunny and Sideswipe are havin' night-terrors 'cause'a your stupidity! Primus only knows what the Jet-Twins are goin' through, they ain't left Starscream and Skyfire's sight since they got back, because'a your stupidity!" The longer he spoke, the louder Jazz had gotten, until he was nearly yelling through the door, his voice more frustrated and furious than Prowl had ever heard him, his tape deck whirring so loud that it made a feasible substitute for an engine rumble. "We've talked about this, about you givin' in ta the TAC-net an' not even thinkin' about the livin' consequences of your actions, til I'm blue in the face."
The level of emotion Jazz was feeling was making him hyperventilate. He could feel Prowl's annoyance, his bewilderment, his underlying guilt that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that his husband had known what he had done was wrong, not just from a safety perspective, but moraly and familially wrong, and had known from the beginning, and yet he had chosen to ignore it to go with what his battle computer had told him was the logical choice. The conflicting sensations made Jazz feel physically ill. He wrenched the door open, leaving the chain on to prevent Prowl from entering. He looked up, but he couldn't stand the thought of looking Prowl in the face, so he stared over his shoulder, at the silently-glowering Optimus Prime keeping Prowl from retreating away from their front steps.
"You put those kids in mortal danger," Jazz hissed. "I don't care if they are technic'ly Autobots 'n bear the brand, that was necessity, this stunt was not. They're younglin's, Prowl, barely outta sparklin' age, and two'a them are our nephews. You know better."
The sparkbreak trembling through Jazz's voice, under the anger, made Prowl's words die on his tongue. He couldn't deny it. He did know better, but his battle computer had given his plan a 93% chance of success if it involved the Jet-twins and the two boys of Blurr and Vortex's triplets, utilizing the boys' bond as best friends and twin-sets. He'd known their parents wouldn't agree, because of the danger and the age of the younglings, had known then what he was doing was wrong and morally reprehensible on some level, and thus had told the boys to not tell their parents, to fabricate an argument and 'run away' for this mission.
He'd known.
The betrayal in Jazz's eyes, barely visible through his visor, said that he knew it too. Prowl had known, and Prowl had done it anyway. Prowl had ignored his Conjunx's pleading to listen to his spark and not his battle computer now that peacetime was upon them, had ignored the work they'd done together to help Prowl overcome the urge to fall into the battle computer's calculations for everything.
Jazz couldn't even look him in the eye. He was so angry that Prowl couldn't feel him; it was like trying to touch an empty shell. He'd never been this angry at him, not even when Prowl had bad-mouthed Soundwave near the beginning of the war.
Jazz was so upset now that he was trembling, the sound of his tape-deck rewind wheels screaming as he fought to keep himself under some kind of control. Jazz didn't lose control, but the fact that he was visibly struggling now was a bit...frightening. "Jazzy, we can talk about this," Prowl tried to soothe, feeling something in him shatter just a little bit when Jazz shook his head, finally deigning to look the taller Praxian in the eye. The hurt in Jazz's expression was agonizing. "No, Prowler, we can't," Jazz finally said, his jaw working hard as he fought back the words he didn't want to say, though the agonized, furious sparkbreak roiling through his frame was all too audible. "You know you did wrong, an' 'til you're willin' to admit you did wrong, apologise to those kids an' their parents...an' to me, you ain't comin' in this house. I don't want you near me."
He looked up, over Prowl's shoulder, and stared at Optimus for a long moment before looking back at his husband, staring resolutely at his chestplate. "...get outta here, Prowl. I'll pack somma your things an' send 'em by Chromedome next time I see 'im."
And with that, he shut the door.
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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Transformers Animated (2007) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Characters: Shockwave (Transformers), Skyquake (Transformers), Wildbreak (Transformers), Transformers OC, Longarm (Transformers), Blurr (Transformers), Starscream (Transformers) Additional Tags: Blurred Lines AU, Mention of Gore, Part of a greater plot, Warning for momentary violence, Shockwave is a good uncle, he’s just very mad, What would have possibly happened if The Cube DIDN’T happen, or at least part of it, no beta we die, Blurrwave - Freeform, Shockblurr, Shockwave can’t stand the thought of losing Blurr for any reason, valveplug, noncon, Past Rape/Non-con, Rape, Violent Sex, Starscream is terrible and a rapist Series: Part 1 of Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks
CHAPTER SUMMARY:
Shockwave is Starscream’s toy, his pet, his walking sexual gratification, and Starscream needs to blow off steam, no matter how Shockwave feels about it.
WARNING WARNING WARNING: DEPICTS GRAPHICALLY VIOLENT AND BLOODY RAPE/NON-CON. IF THIS IS A TRIGGER FOR YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER, I BEG OF YOU. I AM NOT FOOLING AROUND.
Transformers Headcanon Time 3: There's A THIRD?
Today's Subject: Cybertronian Sex and Gender!
Been a while since one of these came up, huh? I haven't been idle, however, despite the lack of writing about it. Remedying some of that NOW. Again with the disclaimer that this is for a fan continuity, the Eterna AU, so please take everything with a grain of salt. This is how it works for this particular AU, and if it does not align with your own personal headcanons, that is perfectly fine! Your headcanons are yours, not part of this particular fan continuity!
Once again again, we’re going to condense things and call Cybertronians AND the colony-worlders by the umbrella-term “Cybertronian” because it saves me typing and helps with my brain fog, keeping things clearer when I write.
Necessary background: Cybertronians are, as humans define it, an asexual species. They have no genitalia as humans define them, everyone has the exact same thing -- a Spark -- and that is all that is needed. No external genitalia, no internal genitalia or genital organ structures. As mentioned in Headcanon 2: Electric Boogaloo, all Cybertronians are capable of forming a Gestational Forge or laying eggs if they reproduce on their own, and thus there is no sexual difference. With no genitalia, they are not a hermaphroditic species, they are truly 'lacking sex', and thus, asexual, in the scientific (non sexual orientation) way.
HOWEVER.
Cybertronians have 3 distinct 'neurological genders': Mech, Fem, and Novi. There has been debate about increasing this to 4, as the 'Novi' category has two very distinct subtypes, and among the Novi themselves the distinction has resulted in a split into two more neurological genders, Novi and Eda, but legally, there has been no change. For the sake of inclusivity, Novi and Eda will be referred to as separate neurological genders in this essay.
The neurological patterning covering the processor is distinct enough between the four to call them 'genders', with Mech neurological circuit patterns tending toward branched lines, Fem toward interlocking rings, Novi toward connected starbursts, and Eda toward concentric ripples. It is also common for Novi and Eda patterning-structures to be far more dense in certain areas than either Mech or Fem.
There are, of course, variations and 'intermediate' steps in between each of the four types that might equate to the spectrum of intersex individuals for humanity, but there is so much individuality in these variations that they have not been classified as a 'true' fifth gender. Most bots who fall into the variation spectrum personally lean toward one of the other genders, and if they do not, Cybertronians and humans actually share a word for this: Agender.
Mech, since the encounter with humans, has become equated to 'male'. Fem has become equated to 'female'. Novi and Eda donot seem to have a biological human sex counterpart, as 'intersex' among humans has too much variety to easily compare to a Novi or Eda. The closest human terminology seems to be 'nonbinary', and while for humans sex and gender seem to be two separate things, the term is accurate enough for a Cybertronian, as they are biologically sexless, with no reproductive difference between Mech, Fem, Novi, Eda, or any variations in between. Any and all Cybertronians can be a sire or a carrier, barring health issues or other barriers caused by frame type incompatibilities, and their neurological gender has nothing to do with reproductive viability.
Under Functionism, by long-enforced decree of the Senate, only one in thirteen bots born or forged, whether via The Well, Hotspot, or the increasingly-frowned-upon Carrier methodology (whether or not it was achieved via carrier self-splitspark or with sire(s)), could be deemed a Fem, with none being deemed a Novi or Eda, in an attempt to force the population to self-regulate types of alt-modes and enforce classist boundaries. Fem-designated bots were exclusively limited to small, slight frames, deemed weaker and thus more protected and 'fragile' than their forced-Mech counterparts.
Before Functionism, bots born were simply scanned as their protoforms solidified and settled into circuitry patterns, and their gender revealed. They were not locked into this gender, either; as they became more themselves, they were free to transition if they so chose, and their new pronouns in Cybex (and later Neocybex) would reflect the change. They were not limited in body shape nor alt-mode according to their neurological gender, either, only by what their bodies would accept, which varies from individual to individual, though anecdotal preferential 'trends' do tend to appear among the genders.
Mech body-types in general lean toward larger, bulkier, and comparatively stronger than the others, with their alt-modes tending to reflect this, being larger trucks or heavier cars, including muscle cars, large planes, helicopters, or starships (bombers, shuttles, or gunships), larger boats in the old days when Cybertron had oceans, or heavier-duty construction equipment. Beastformer Mechs tend to be bulkier or more heavily-armoured animals and insects for their body size, with longer teeth, horns, antlers, claws, and/or heavier shoulders than their Novi, Eda, or Fem counterparts.
Fem body-types in general lean toward shorter and more lithe than the Mechs, though not necessarily as tiny as what they were forced into under Functionism. They also tend to be much faster, and their alt-modes tend to reflect this, leaning more toward motorcycles, drag-race cars, smaller compact cars, fighter jets or reconnaisance planes, small 'bubble' style helicopters, or smaller starships, such as starfighters, small watercraft like jetskis, or small versions of the mech construction equipment, designed for tighter spaces or handling more delicate parts. Beastformer Fems tended toward sleeker and more lithe than their mech counterparts, albeit with sharper teeth and claws, with some beast alts foregoing things like antlers or horns entirely, in return for being much faster and more agile.
Novi and Eda body-types run the gamut much more than their Mech or Fem counterparts, though in general they fall somewhere in between, though they are more prone to extreme outliers in size and weight. There are exceptions, just as there are for Mech and Fem, so this is not a hard and fast rule, though many Novis tend to have slightly longer limbs and/or digits in comparison to their body than their Mech, Fem, or Eda counterparts, regardless of the rest of their frame. Edas, meanwhile, tend to have thicker shins and feet in comparison to other genders of similar builds, and tend to be slightly more sturdily-built than a Novi of the same frame-type. Novis and Edas both are much more likely to be standard race cars, '4-wheeler' style and amphibious/hover ATVs, small bi-planes or steath fighters, wind-powered watercraft like sailboats, small submersibles, and 'lamprey' style spacecraft that are designed to attach to larger craft and serve as close-quarters guardians. Beastformers tend to have smaller antlers or horns than Mechs, in some cases lacking them entirely like Fems, depending on Mech-to-Fem ratio in their given areas, while Novi and Eda Beastformers tend to, surprisingly, actually have longer fangs and claws than their Mech counterparts, though not as sharp as most Fems'. In the case of Insecticons and Avianformers, Novis and Edas tend to be more brightly or intricately patterned than either Mech or Fem of the same insect type, and their wings tend to be longer or more numerous than either of the others, though a Novi will lean more toward excessive patterning, while Eda lean more toward excessive colouration.
Under the Functionist Senate, Novis (and Edas, as a result) did not exist, and they were typically relegated to Mechs, with a rare Fem occasionally actually being an Eda or a Novi. In addition, any bot that would have otherwise been a Fem whose birth protoform was too large to reasonably accomodate a forced alt-mode that was typically assigned to Fems -- such as a motorcycle -- was assigned to be a Mech, whether or not their neurological patterning readily accepted a Mech-stype altmode or not. Many later 'transitioned' Fems discovered that they had a much easier time scanning and maintaining a Fem-style altmode than they ever had as a Mech, validating their decision to transition. On the other hand, any very small birth protoform tended to be assigned as a Fem, with the same results for forced-feminization as for forced-mechanization for their assigned-Mech counterparts.
Novis and Edas, on the other hand, often found themselves unable to take an alt mode of any kind, as their neurological programming tended to reject forced alts at a young age of both types, and many children and newbuilts, whether they were assigned Mech or Fem, found themselves altless until a much later age than their peers as a result, unless someone took pity on them and assigned them an alt that would have, once upon a time, been a 'true' Novi or Eda alt, now divided up between the Mech and Fem approved alt-mode lists for frame type.
Nowadays, Functionism does not exist, and thus bots are free to be who they are, without being forced into a narrow definition decided by others. This is, sadly, taking some getting used to for quite a few bots, and going has been slow. The rejoining of the lost colonies to Cybertron, however, has helped in this regard, as most of the lost colonies split from Cybertron before the rise of Functionism, and never developed the strict gender roles and alts forced upon their originator planet.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jazz/Prowl (Transformers), Jazz & Soundwave (mentioned) Characters: Jazz (Transformers), Optimus Prime (voice), Prowl (Transformers) (voice), Ramjet (Transformers) Additional Tags: Jazz is PERFECTLY FINE, no beta we die Summary:
Jazz is fine. Nothing says he isn’t fine. He’s got a job to do, and searching for energon to refuel the Ark is it. Nothing else is going on, nothing is wrong, he’s just doing his job so everyone can get by and he’ll continue to be their calm, their comfort, look, he even FOUND what he was looking for! Nothing’s wrong. He’s fine. Really.

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OMG I GOT IT DONE. I am not shading this thing, you can FORGET it.
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Putting up a sketch because at least I've done SOMETHING. Hand now hurts so gotta take a break before I attempt inking and/or colouring. BUT. SOMETHING.
Info: This is one of Shockwave's Forms, of which he has several, each of which is an 'aspect' of himself as the Whole.
Transformers Animated Continuity: Blurred Lines and Shifted Sparks Form Name: Wavelength Form Aspect: Control Pronouns: They/She Size: Modified Scout (slightly taller than Bee. Shorter than Blurr. About the same height as Longarm was.) Alt-mode: Powered Windglider (windsurfing board) If anyone wonders why they're so skinny? Shockwave has been in Trypticon for a year. He's been quite sick and is recovering from some pretty damn severe injuries inflicted on him by both Ultra Magnus and those in power in Trypticon itself. He almost died, even after Blurr got him out and Ratchet got hold of him in the Earth Team's medbay.
So he's quite underweight, and even with his ability to mass-displace as a shapeshifter...you gotta have mass to displace. He currently weighs barely more than Bumblebee, when he should weigh about what Optimus does in his base form as Shockwave. The Earth Team is working on that. This is reflected in Wavelength, as they haven't got the mass to make herself any larger than she is.
...also no I have not forgotten how to draw either the Autobot or Decepticon insignias. The insignia Wavelength is wearing is neither. That is the symbol of the Pax...what the Earth Team is working on.