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Are your requests still open? Since you said you also watched TFA, could I request a drawing of Jazz/Megatron? They are my faves !! Thanks ^^
As you wish
Gift
"I hope you'll find them useful for more than just dancing."
Based on a beautiful fanfic "Подарок" by ilves on Ficbook.
After Prowl's death Jazz receives a belated gift from him - two white tessens and holovids of his friend using them.
I just wanted an excuse to draw sparkly Jazz
Team Cybertron group photos over the years (last one taken after the events of the show)
Swiftstorm belongs to @marinatedsaltea
Blazz bonus by @marinatedsaltea
ENHANCE
Collab with @marinatedsaltea 💕💕
Jazz by Tea Blurr by Dib
They have been close friends for ages, canon now.
Got carried away with colours
Do you ship Bulkhead and Prowl?
I do think it’s a cute ship, but I don’t really ship them. I do however ship jazzprowl (they have MY HEART ANS SOUL!!) but all in all bulk x prowl is cute I give it an 9/10
Happy Pride pt2 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
💙TFA Autobots💙
Pride headcanons: S/O that is questioning
Optimus - He tries researching with them and Sari in between missions and free time, but has a hard time separating the different terms. Is very supportive and takes special care in paying attention to what his S/O says.
Ratchet - He researches things with Sari and on his own, so he can talk with his S/O and see what they’d be comfortable with trying. Is reassuring and gentle to them and yaps at anyone who makes mistakes/hurtful comments aimed at his S/O.
Bumblebee - Is excited for them and helps make them feel pumped and excited about their search. He's quick to adapt when they want to try a new name and/or pronouns, or a new look.
Bulkhead - He gives his thoughts and suggestions when they explain some terms for identities/sexualities, based on what he’s seen of them. He has an eye for details, and let’s his S/O know that they are loved no matter what they discover about themself.
Prowl - He's very supportive and wants his S/O to feel good and comfortable with who they are. So he does research as well as
Jazz - He is supportive, but tells his S/O that they don't have to rush into figuring it out right away. He is also really good at taking in information and using it, so he's good with keeping up with his S/O's research.
Sentinel - He understands the need to know where his S/O stands, but is baffled that they don’t have it figured out already. Is frustrated alongside them and doesn’t do research with them, because the information is confusing and he’s got important things to do. Not more important than his S/O, he lets them know that, but he IS leader of the Elite Guard and that comes with responsibilities. Is going to be insufferable to anyone who so much as looks at his S/O weird.
Jettwins - Individuality is not something celebrated on Cybertron, so they are very excited about their S/O figuring themself out, and absolutely want to learn alongside them.
Arcee - Offers support and lots of love and reading materials. Makes the discovering of different identities and sexualities and anything her S/O wants to know about the community in general fun, and always reminds them that there is no rush or need to feel pressured to stick with a label if they find out it doesn’t quite fit.
Blurr - He has the info that is relevant to his S/O saved and stored away so he can offer suggestions to his S/O on where to start looking if they don’t know what exactly they are curious about/only know they are different somehow.
Happy Pride 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
💙TFA Autobots💙
Pride headcanons: S/O that is out and proud
Optimus - He is happy for them and accompanies them to any events he can. Might find a way to get his team to be a part of the security, or stay on the outskirts of the events. If there are any workshops or seminars, he'd love to go and listen. His S/O getting them both history books and sitting down to discuss and learn together is what he loves the most. If he gets a sticker, he is putting one on the inside plating of his chassis. And the other on the inside of his windshield.
Ratchet - He is happy that they are able to express themself and tells them to enjoy the festivities. He isn't much for the crowds, and while he'll say they didn't have to get him anything, he'll keep anything they get him safely stored away.
Bumblebee - He is joining them on any events they end up going to and will find a way to keep a flag in the base. If he can't hang it above the tv he will have it on the wall of his habsuite. His alt gets a permanent decal.
Bulkhead - He's happy for them and will keep on the outskirts of the festivities. He offers his help in decorating the Community centres and painting murals after the events are over. If he gets a sticker or a small flag, he's putting it somewhere safe as a memory.
Prowl - He will be observing from the edges, content with seeing his S/O being able to enjoy themself so much. His holoform will be wearing a pride patch during and after the month is over, and if he is given a sticker he will think hard about where to put it before he does it.
Jazz - He's a DJ at the events his S/O goes to. If he wasn't able to get the spot, he'd go walk with his S/O in his holoform and coax them into dancing. He gets a sticker first and sticks it on his windshield, and gets a flag to hang in his hab later on.
Sentinel - He would not go to a gathering of organics, and would instead drop them off near any events. If they got him some kind of merch, he'd be a real tsundere about it. He'd put it on the inside of his altmode, or in a secret drawer in his habsuite, where he keeps all the trinkets his S/O ever gave to him. He secretly gets incredibly flustered and hates it.
Jettwins - They put on the most amazing air show for their S/O and any other spectators at the event. The humans can express themselves freely because they chose and fought for it, and that is admirable! They'd both want a sticker and would wear it proudly. Jetstorm would put it on his face and realize his mistake when it wouldn't come off.
Arcee - She is delighted they are expressing and sharing who they are with the world. She does worry somewhat at first, since she has reviewed the history of Pride, the reason why it exists and what the community at large is facing. She does join the festivities and educates participants on different subjects, agreeing to become a regular part of the local Community Center. She wears a permanent decal after working with the humans for half a year or so, and makes each Pride especially fun for her S/O. The parades and protests are always a place where the two of them can be found.
Blurr - He is happy for them and after doing research on the history of it, he accompanies his S/O to events. He finds a way to become a yearly addition to the security team, and occasionally joins his S/O in the festivities while in his holoform.
Some of my TFA oc Draws
Bases were and can be found here
Fantastic work!
Days 28 and 29 were Shockwave and Ironhide - though Ironhide is actually my 31st character, because with the two humans I didn’t count I was ahead of myself.
So, finished!
Thanks to all those that commented, watched, faved and saw this grow through the month : ) If anyone new wants to see the progresses, I tagged them all with #screwsTFAInktober
Why am I sensing Henry Masterson (Headmaster) is involved in this somehow?
Bee plays Overwatch: raging at other gamers.
I like Transformers Animated, what can I say?
Also, I’d like to personally say that this art doesn’t actually belong to me. In fact, it actually belongs to a Deviantart Artist known as ironwarmmachine. If you want to check that out, just look up the name on DA, and viola!
There’s alot of ideas nagging in my head all day about the few characters in Transformers Animated that I just want to talk about.
Compare to the characters in this show and the other animated series, it’s a lot different than I expected.
Such as Optimus Prime, who is supposed to be a wise and respected leader that we know and love, turns out to be just a young bright bot in a academy ends up being demoted to be a leader to a space bridge crew. Bumblebee being a chatterbox who likes to annoy everyone, etc..
And with that, there’s this one headcanon I desperately want to set out
Headcanon: Orion Pax and Optimus Prime are two separate characters.
(Sorry about the image being a bit blurry)
Orion Pax works in the Elite Gurard (I forgot to add the Elite Guard symbol on him) with Sentinel Prime, Jazz, and the Jettwins.
Since many are completely different in the animated show, I like to see Orion Pax as this hotheaded character who gets angered quite often by others (mostly Sentinal). He’s not this naive person you can take advantage of quite easily. I added spikes on his helm to kinda represent his character.
He isn’t a fighter, he mostly do all of the paperwork for Sentinal since Orion’s past job was being a archivist.
Most of his frustrations is the cause of Sentinal but likes to annoy the shit out of the prime on several occasions when he has the chance.
However, besides his hot temper, he is still a kind bot who truly cares about others, even if other cybertronians don’t think so.
(It was Orion)
*Rolls into the TFA fandom 10 years late*
memes
A Little Too Late. Right? (1/?)
Right??
Yes, I had to re-upload this due to internet and spelling errors. I hope you guys enjoy it, but a warning; it’s sad. I also gave it a new title.
If you have recently experienced self-destructive thoughts, or have hurt yourself, please reachout to someone. we all love you, I love you, your friends and family love you, so please don’t hurt or think badly about yourself! If you think you have no one to talk too, then please come to me. I’ll drop whatever I’m doing to help you/get you the help you need. You’re not a burden, and never will be. No matter your age, gender, sexuality, race, etc, you are loved, even if you don’t believe it. so please; reach out to someone, or reach out to me, and I promise, you’ll feel better.
Warnings: Self-Harm Mention, Self-Destructive Behavior, Heavy Angst, Pissed Off Jetstorm, Depressed Jetfire, Forest Fires, and Burnt Bodies (Kinda)
Note: Emergency requests are now open. If you need something written for mental health, those will be the first ones to get done before any other requests.
Molten ash.
It was all that Jetfire could see through the hazed smoke, faint crackling filling his audio receptors. Where was he? Who was he? What happened? Questions threw themselves inside his pounding processors as he winced sharply. He made no move to get up, not knowing the damage his body had taken. He exhaled roughly, his chest aflame from the surrounding heat. He was going to die here. And…he was ok with that. He hated that he was ok with that, knowing he should be strong as a member of the Elite Guard but, where were they? He saw no sign of them. He didn’t blame them, they probably wanted this. He wasn’t much help, he only caused destruction. What kind of a useful weapon is fire anyway?? Did he cause this? Did he cause his own death? A staticked chuckle pushed itself past his burnt metal lips. He deserved this didn’t he? Jetstorm didn’t need him, he was always great on his own; he didn’t need him. Jetfire’s flickering optics looked around him. He was surrounded by wild flames but past that, he could see trees, or… what was left of them. Tall burnt, shriveled sticks laid where lush green trees used to stand. He laid on a ground of wet mud, as the flames around him melted any remaining snow in the area. His optics dulled. So…he did do this. He could feel coolant try to fall from his wet optics but it would simply evaporate. The flames seemed to rise, knowing his emotions and feelings; after all, he did make them; and they crept closer to his frame. “I”. His voice couldn’t seem to work, making him frown. “I be sorry”. He pushed through the pain of his burning throat, even though it was begging to not be used, begging for recovery. “I be sorry brother”. His Russian accent almost seemed to melt away, taking his voice box with it. The pain was unbearable, but shouldn’t he be used to it? After all the things he had done to himself, why did this hurt the most? His chest tightened around his spark, almost feeling as though it began crushing it. He groaned. It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But, he knew he deserved it. Didn’t he? He had to, right? It didn’t matter. He was going to finally die, and nothing could stop that. He looked at himself, using all the strengthen left to lift his head up. Both of his legs had burnt cabling jetting out of them, and sparks flying. His hands where as dark as soot, creating black streaks on his body and the surrounding ground around him. All white on his beautiful frame was now a dark, murky, deep grey. And his Autobot insignia. It was melted, fused to his chest plate. On the ground around him was bright pink Energon, some of it even boiling. He was a fucking mess. “I was so sure”. He smiled at the hazy sky before shutting his eyes for the last time.
His body shook, tears dripping out of his bright blue optics. Jazz held him close, stroking his back comfortingly while glancing at Sentinal Prime, who was looking down; grief lacing his faceplate. “I-“. The Prime hesitated. “I don’t know what we can do”. The crying mech glanced furiously at him, his teeth moving into a snarl. “What?! What you mean you don’t know what we can do?!” Jetstorm clawed at his helm, placing scratches in it. “We don’t know where he went. He was out of control”! The prime persuaded the young bot, knowing anything else he could say wound make him snap. “Brother is out there”! Jetstorm choked oh his dripping tears as Jazz patting his back slightly to help him. Sentinal Prime looked at his cremate, not knowing what to do in a situation like this. “Jetstorm I-”. The furious blue mech interrupted him. “Please…Don’t tell me anything”. His voice was now much calmer as he sobbed openly. “I will go find Jetfire, With or without your help”. He pushed himself away from Jazz and ran out of the ship before transforming quickly and jetting off, as fast as he could possibly go. The air was cold, yes, but he couldn’t give two flying shits. He needed Jetfire. He needed his twin. Jetstorm knew that he would never forgive himself if he allowed Jetfire to offline himself. But…what if he was too late? Despite being in jet mode, coolant still fell from his optics. He sped up, not caring about any of the sleeping humans below. He needed to find his twin. He blasted through the city, advancing to the full forest past Lake Erie. He didn’t know how far he traveled, but it felt like it took him years just to leave the city. Jetstorm’s thoughts where full of hatred. All words himself. He could have been there. He SHOULD have been there. But he wasn’t. His brother was out there; in the freezing frost; hurt and full of self-hatred. He needed his brother. And his brother needed him.
The flight was long, too long before Jetstorm could see smoke in the distance, causing his to go at full blast. Before he knew it, a puff of smoke became hungry flames, reaching high into the air. He transformers quickly, hitting the earth hard before looking around at the hissing inferno. His breaths where frantic. This had to be his doing. It HAD to! Coolant stained his cheek as he moved hand up, before sending a powerful blast of a water cyclone at the flames, extinguishing a few of them. He did this a few times, checking every spot he could. He wouldn’t give up, but there was no sign of his beloved brother. That was, until he stepping something. He slowly looked down and lifted his foot. He let out a chocked sob as pink Energon coated his ped. He set is foot down, and looked around ferociously until his eyes fell on a sigh that he wished he never saw. Jetfire laid on the muddy ground, none of his colors where even recognizable as he was covered in scorched soot. Jetstorm sprinted to his brother and slid on his knees to the burnt frame. “B-brother”? His voice was barely above a whisper as he went to go touch him, but froze, hands above his twin’s chest, feeling the heat radiating off of his frame. “Poor b-brother”. His sobs returned as he laid his helm on his twin’s chest, and sobbed into it. He was too late. He had failed himself but most importantly, he had failed Jetfire. “Brother, I am of the sorry”! He sobbed and sobbed, till he couldn’t sob anymore. He kept his helm on his brother and heaved a quivered sigh as loose tears washed away a bit of soot on Jetfire’s frame. His brother was gone. Gone forever.
Ba-dum
“W-what”?
Ba-dum
Jetstorm froze before placing his audio fin over the center of his brother’s chest.
Ba-dum
Was it?
Ba-dum
It was!
A spark beat filled his ears, causing him to burst into tears again, but not from sadness. Oh no, not from sadness at all. Jetstorm pulled his brother’s limp body into his arms and sobbed. He was alive. Jetfire was alive. “T-thank t-the All S-Spark”! The fire that used to surround the twins had died down, now only weak little flames, being extinguished quickly by the snow that began to fall. He scooped his brother up gently in his arms and used one hand to comm Sentinal. Moments later, a swirl of blue and green appeared, and Jetstorm heaved a sigh. “Brother, we be heading home”.
Due to the fact that I drew the Jet twins not so long ago, I decided to watch the series with them, and then I saw it ...
The first shot of a Jet Storm arrests a bumblebee,
The second shot of Jet Fire crashed, and jazz in the background ...
And this is exactly the next shot he is with Optimus and Sentinel!
There are 3 versions -
firstly, jazz has the power of portals. Secondly, a jet storm as a shock wave can transform. And the third is one of many mistakes.
Obviously, this is a mistake, but still other versions are not bad either