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(My blog is a blender of absolute nonsense with no rhyme or reason)
-My Little Pony, (Celestia)
-Transformers, (G1 and TFP)
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Collaboration with WhenCallsTheArt (tumblr) and myself; the characters are a very mad Slipstream and Skywarp.
I did slipstream, lighting, shading, and background, @whencallstheart did skywarp.
Part of some “personal” headcanons im working on regarding seeker couple dynamics, with some visual investment from my art partner.
This is what a very protective pair of seekers guarding territory looks like, imagine if they had bitlets present, even more terrifying 🫣
Between work and continuing college/my second degree in medical assisting, I’m not sure how many big pieces I’ll be able to do. So munch on this treat for a while. 😋 ❤️
“Come on captain,” -Jazz
(He’s not mad at Jazz, but rather the fact that they’re in a bar and not alone. 😏 Or he just doesn’t like public displays of affection.)
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It probably happened something like this….
Prowl probably wouldnt recharge for the night and jazz literally had to hold him down. Prying eyes probably saw it and then bro was convicted.
And prowl don’t know whether to press charges, or just forget it because he loves him.
OR
they went to club, idk
Would anyone be willing to art trade? I want some art of my new TF OC.
She’s an autotrooper.
I cant draw TF too well at all, (yet), and would be glad to draw something for yall in trade!
Her name is Somnia, and this is all ive got.
DISCLAIMER:
This story is NOT a ship, this is based on events of what it’s like being a big sister, and to take care of your younger shadow.
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No warnings apply - SFW rated E-for everyone
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Story Below GIF
*Italics indicate dreams and thought dialogue
She ran as fast as her hooves could carry her; seldom did she look behind her as the creature of darkness loomed near. She had defended many others dreams, and this was something that was easy to handle, but this time is was diffrent. A raspy echoing voice would, ‘feel the nightmare…. Feel the cold, the loneliest of princesses,’ as she came upon a cliff overlooking the sea there was two choices; jump and fly; or turn and fight.
Without hesitation she leaped as high as possible, hoping for an updraft she spread her wings wide. No draft, she started flapping as hard as possible, but just as she was getting lift, *boom* she woke up.
“Ah, no!” She yelped, waking up with quite a start, “my wings!” She sat up in bed and looked over each wing, they were fine. Perfect, actually.
With a head shake she tried to erase the thought from her mind. It had been a year or so since she’d seen the night beast in her dreams; it came from the world of her past guilt. Born of terror in fear of the same events repeating, conquering and banishment.
Breath shaky, eyes gently flicking to look around…. The night was peaceful, candles gently glowing. A part of her remembered a past where her mother, or sister would come and heed her call but nein, no one came.
“I need her.” She whispered before slowly standing up and waiting for her legs to stop trembling. With a little magic she opened the door to the grand halls and slowly walked down, head hung low. She then came upon a doorway with a sun painted on it, it was Celestia’s room.
Hesitation, should she enter? Would she be welcome? The intrusive thoughts that even after a year’s time still visited once in a while.
She decided to quietly crack the door and slip in. Her sister was always a sound sleeper, and rarely dreamed; even in the realm of the unconscious she was too busy for fantasies.
She silently creeped closer and then remembered a time when they were both much smaller. A gentle hoof hovered over the sun princess’ blankets; once again hesitating, however a stir from the white lady made her pull her hoof back.
She shifted and gently brought her head up, eyes tired, “Lu-luna? What are you doing this late?” As she looked over the dark princess, she could sense a bit of disturbance in her eyes. Fear.
”I had a nightmare….” Luna whispered meekly, almost ashamed, “and I am afraid to be alone.” At this, her sister stayed still in thought on what to do to comfort her. She shifted, “Well, come on then, get in.”
She shifted over, moving the blankets and lifting a wing for luna to lay under. The moon princess’ head tilted, confused, but accepting, “okay.”
She crawled in slowly, and flopped down beneath the soft white wing beside the warmth of her sister. Then the wing pulled her closer, and the white lady’s head lay over hers as the blankets were pulled back up.
”You can rest now.”
Sleep would be much easier, she felt comforted and warm, and then slowly drifted off.
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Hey, chill out! TFP Wheeljack X GN Human! Reader
Reader is assumed GN - Wheeljack is… wheeljack, 🤷♀️
No content warnings apply - Reposts/shares/asks welcome
-Story under the intro cut-
It’s well over 80 degrees and you as a human are absolutely cooking. With wheeljack being your chosen partner you often get dragged along while he does his random business….
You stepped outside of the large Hangar known as, Hangar E; this was the current base of the earthbound autobots.
It was large and cool, no AC, but fans. Fans helped. You always kept a water bottle with you as well as a clipboard with the days “to do-s” on it, fanning yourself as you step out into the sunlight and heat of day.
Squinting, a hand brims over your eyes to shield from the light; summer was an anticipated season, but also quite dreadful. This Nevada sun was ruthless and unkind. Walking towards a ship that was landed shortly away, it stood tall with a large cast shadow. At last, relief.
”Wheeljack, are you out here?” You called, “I need to-“ suddenly your train of thought was interrupted by a loud incessant banging. Metal clanks from the other side of the ship. Cautiously following the noise you spotted ‘him’ underneath the massive hull doing some type of repairs or maintenance.
All that was audible was muttering as kept fanning yourself; the heat already getting to you.
He slid out from underneath covered in a mess of green liquid; it was everywhere and you couldn't help but shake your head, “Are you kidding me? I’m going to have to wash you again!?”
As he sat up he shook his hand, splattering this green goop every which direction, and even on your clothes. With a groan you sighed.
”Eh, it’s just coolant. Someone’s gotta do it,” he remarked nonchalantly, “but whatever ya say hun.”
When he noticed you flustered over your splattered clothes he couldnt help but chuckle, “Looks like you’ll need a wash too….”
You glared at him, “Do NOT even think about it. It’s too hot anyways.”
Now there was a thought, a thought he probably should have pushed away, but instead didnt.
”well small, go ahead and wash me.”
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At that point you had him closer to the entrance of the hangar, that way shade was avalible. Cleaning him in vehicle mode was much easier, so thats what you did.
Once that ordeal was done, you checked it off the to do list and he transformed back into his mech form.
You decided to stand in the shade and continue cooling yourself; even the splashing of the hose didn’t help long term. He leaned against the entrance watching you dry yourself off, “Take off all the soft stuff and you’ll be cooler.”
”It wouldn't matter Jackie,” you sighed, “it’s too hot, we’re not supposed to have direct sun on our skin.” He shook his head, such a shame it was that humans didn't have built in cooling systems like they did.
You looked at him out of the corner of one eye, “Who do I think I am to undress, especially in front of you?” You KNEW thats what he was doing, he was so curious about why you wore things that would keep you so warm.
He then gently picked you up in a swift servo, and brought you closer, “Cause’ your cute. And it’s ridiculous that you willingly overheat.” He rubbed a digit on your tiny soft head, which made ya giggle a bit.
”Your such a suck up you know that,” a sly smile on your face, “Why dont we go for.a drive with the windows instead?
That was fair, he could agree and thats what yall did that afternoon.
”Starlight,” Princess Celestia digital portrait
My first time drawing her in over 4-6+ years! Holy moly I missed this character. She feels quite nostalgic and close to me.
(Yes, my blog is currently hyperfixated on CELESTIA)
May I offer you some snacks in trade for a peak level story, 🥺🙏
So heres my idea, I love G1 hound and his affinity with earth nature. He is such a sweet fellow, anyways….
I want to know how he would take care of a bird, and ofc, the reader is a bird or shapeshifter, (like Maui from Moana.)
Here’s the snacks, 🍿🍜
So I though about what kind of bird to write and decided on eurasian eagle owl. They're the largest species of owl with a wingspan that can reach six feet.
Also apologies for taking a while. Work has kept me busy the past week with a bunch of opens and closes.
G1 Hound x gn bird shapshifter reader
Hurt wing
Can be read as platonic or romantic
• While he was out on a walk enjoying the beauties of earth he heard frantic bird like cawing. It sounded panicked so he quickly rushed to where the noise was coming from.
• He frowned when he saw some poor bird's wing caught in one of those wire snare traps humans used. Trying to calm the frightened bird, he noticed its unusually large size.
• Once the wing was free, they tried to fly away before falling. He quickly caught the bird and realized their wing was missing many feathers and appeared injured from the constant rubbing of the wire.
• Now that he got a closer look he easily recognized the bird as an owl. Though it didn't look native to the region.
• Deciding to care for the bird himself until it was able to fly again. Plus it's baffled face made him chuckle.
It had been months since he first took his new companion back to base. It was tough at first to keep the other bots away until they started viciously pecking at their wires. They started calling them bitey or pecky after that. Of course Hound only gave them the sweetest nicknames. Though his favorite to use was little sun. They had a certain intelligence in their bright orange eyes when they looked at him the first time he said that nickname. Plus the colors of their eyes reminded him of the setting sun.
They always stayed close to him and occasionally preened tiny rocks from between his armor panels and circuts. When he cleaned an empty energon cube and sat it on his berth, the owl immediately knocked it on it's side and started nesting there. Whenever he laid down for a recharge they'd peck and pull his servo closer to their nest. Their behavior was a bit strange compared to what he searched about owls, especially their species. He chalked it up to them possibly being extra trusting of him since he started to care for them.
When their feathers had finally grown back it was a happy day for Hound. Though as he walked through the woods with his little sun on his shoulder, his spark felt heavy. He knew he had to let this beautiful animal free, but he grew close to them over the months. Taking it near the tree he first found them, he held out his arm for them to perch on. He had got rid of all the traps in the entire area yesterday so it'd be safe for them. They looked between him and the open woods, their eyes showing confusion.
"You're free to spread your wings little sun." He murmured as he lifted his arm. They slowly flapped their wings until they were confidant they could take off. They circled around him as they happily hooted their song. They've sang the same tune whenever they were happy and he couldn't help but hum along this time. They stared directly at him as they quickly dived towards him. Hound prepared himself to catch them, but what he wasn't prepared for was his feathery friend to suddenly turn into a human.
They wrapped their arms around him as he awkwardly held them. Was this the same owl he's cared for the past several months? "Little sun?" He questioned hesitantly as they pulled away from their hug. "Yes. It's nice to finally speak to you. I've been waiting a long time to heal enough that I could finally shift." He grinned as he noticed the little clusters of hair sticking out where their ear tufts sat as an owl. Running his digits through their hair tufts he hugged them close. Now he didn't have to say goodbye.
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