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i know i keep posting but i am POSESSED

Khimeraverse Sunder and Froid before the Sentinel files incident

There's a moment there where they dated but now that sunder went crazy.. it's uh, safe to say Froid isn't a big fan of the whole Mortilus bit.

Sunder doesn't get the memo.

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my friend (Daraku2951 on Twitter) and I have two ocs, mine the daughter of pre-war shockwave and the other the son of tarn uh they have kids now... These are the WORST grandparents to have.

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I see that in your AU, Soundwave is a twin spark to Shockwave. Are they on good terms? Basically, what is their whole relationship dynamic? I’m interested! ^_^

Brothers!!

Soundwave and Shockwave were born/created at the exact same time, and they have the capability to combine together to make a Telecommunications satellite!

As for terms? Because of their roles during the war, Shockwave and Soundwave don't see each other as often as they want to, and while it can be inferred that shockwave still somehow carries some form of sentiment to soundwave, their relationship is strictly professional. Familial relations can get in the way of a lot of stuff when you're managing a war after all.

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I have a Q&A about my AU available here on my blog!!

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WIP update

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working on a piece at the moment, i'll be posting the finished result on instagram but I thought i'd share This was originally supposed to be my take on @lillified 's Megatron, a sketch at most, but maybe had gotten a LITTLE carried away with her, lol

Sketches i did during this

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DOAA doodles but it's just Waverider and Protostar

(Waverider belongs to @2qu1dm1lk)

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I loooooove banana pudding

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Gang I forgot to edit my Bio I turned 17 like 4 days ago

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Can't wait to get home and build my new guy ♥️♥️

My aunt's gift for my birthday came a bit Belated (2 days) but there's no complaint here. I'm building him ASAP ♥️♥️

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I don't think I REALLY need to explain my reasoning behind this but I'm gonna say it and I'll say it once.

Ratchet + Drift = Prowl

This isn't some absurd Headcanon for IDW, as much as I wish it was. But moreso an evaluation of all three characters that I've decided to make a part of my AU. I'm not the type to typically make crack children myself but in the rare event I do I always have to give it some sort of mental analysis

SEE, it's not entirely impossible as pre-war Drift's palette was mostly black and white, Ratchet has a similar but not entirely the same Chevron on his forehead , those are all simply design aspects.

My Initial thought is that Prowl has inherited patience from Drift but the temperament of Ratchet, making him a walking Oxymoron, yes, but who doesn't love that?

Combining this with the essence of TFA Prowl's more samurai like feel I roped myself into the idea that Prowl is the result of just that?

If I'm not making sense let me know, it's 2am and I needed to get it out of my brain to make peace with myself

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LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!! It's literally an example of Nature over Nurture!

His actions, the ways he may speak or think, social darwinism at it's finest. Not the fault of his actions but the fault of the way he was disregarded and disrespected by nearly EVERYONE around him!

I know people take issue with IDW Prowl and think he's just some angry, almost villainously evil guy, but.

I think, if you were brought up on the idea that you're only worth something if you serve a purpose (as it was in Petrex), you would also eventually turn to violence if you spent four million years trying to fulfill the purpose of being the voice of reason, only to get:

Brushed aside (almost every time he makes a suggestion)

Punched or attacked by your own faction (it happens on-panel several times, and even Optimus does it to him at a time when Prowl is clearly in a mental health crisis)

Blamed for things that were out of your control, or that you had no way of preventing (the Garrus-9 and Bombshell incidents)

Treated as nothing but a means to an end, even during traumatic experiences (most of the pre- and early war through Thunderwing timeline, RID, Sins of the Wreckers)

Seen as a horrible person even by people you thought were friends, to the point they don't think twice when "you" start acting violently while under mind control (especially in RID/exRID)

Forced into a combiner against your will, and never mentally / physically checked on after despite showing clear signs of health issues (seriously, it was pretty obvious he was spiralling mentally, and at least one person should've probably been concerned that he kept getting nosebleeds / eventually had a broken optic and other injuries that went unfixed)

Like... IDW Prowl is a product of his environment. Maybe if the people around him bothered to care or pay attention to him at least once in a while, he might have less of a difficult time processing things properly. As time goes on, you see Prowl go from being caring but pragmatic, to repressing every sign he cares, and then being the cold, emotionally unresponsive person everyone around him believes him to be.

From a psychological standpoint, it's often the ones under the most stress that end up lashing out. Prowl had that frustration build up for four million years, but it was likely tempered by the thought that people actually cared about him in some regard, and that he shouldn't do anything to lash out against them. When he realized people didn't care like he thought-- to the point they didn't question his mind-controlled actions for even a second-- that pushed him over the edge. It's hard to pull yourself back from the brink like that, especially when everything is falling apart around you, and there's no one you feel you can trust with the vulnerability of asking for help.

Maybe I'm just reading too much into it, sure, but maybe other people aren't reading into it enough.

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Sigh. I wasn’t strong enough to stop. I wrote a fic too

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Pilots have to be constantly monitored by special people who are trained to do diagnostics. Not just medics. Scientists, engineers. There's a surprising number of things that can go wrong with a person hooked up to a machine.

The thing is.

The procedure is designed to help.

Jazz isn't sure Prowl is getting help.

Organics are fragile.

Most of the ones Jazz had met were, at least. Flesh is more susceptible to environmental influences than metal. Flesh accumulates damage faster, both external and internal. It often generates it itself.

The processes and causes are often a mystery to Jazz, but he's familiar with the general concept.

Organics are fragile.

That's why Jaz isn't very surprised by the crowds of medical personnel scurrying around a human military base.

As Prowl explained to him, humans don't have the built-in ability to open a HUD and perform self-diagnostics. Most of the time all you get is a vague signal in the form of pain in the injured area or nausea or changes in body temperature and things like that.

Pilots have to be constantly monitored by special people who are trained to do diagnostics. Not just medics. Scientists, engineers. There's a surprising number of things that can go wrong with a person hooked up to a machine. It's weird for Jazz. He's used to coming in for physical exams only when something's obviously wrong. Pilots are supposed to get checks just in case anything about them in theory could start breaking down in the future.

The thing is.

The procedure is designed to help.

Jazz isn't sure Prowl is getting help.

He spots the scientist in purple pretty quickly. A crowd of white-haired pilots is a nightmare to identify but this particular organic catches his attention almost instantly.

He's quite...extravagant looking. And he's practically glued to Prowl. They're involved in something together that Jazz isn't sure about, but Prowl looks...wobbly...when he returns from his visits to Tarantulas. And not in a funny way.

Tarantulas holds a special interest in Prowl. Special access, too. Whenever Prowl is injured, Tarantulas is the one who must be contacted immediately. Prowl's mech system needs an upgrade - Tarantulas must be consulted.

Tarantulas slips into the crevices and oozes between the plates. His hands are all over Prowl's personal space and Jazz doesn't really know what he should do about it because Prowl apparently doesn't mind.

Tarantulas dictates what he can and can't eat. What medications he should take and what software he should use.

Tarantulas gives him these little white bracelets with the information he writes on them for the other medics, because Prowl is special for some reason and only Tarantulas has instructions for him.

Knockout wipes his hands with some kind of special napkin and jerks his head around

“If you're looking for Prowl, he's in the labs for a physical.”

Jazz pretends this information is as mundane to him as it is to everyone else on this base

“Why can't you or the other medics examine him?”

“None of us have time to deal with the creepy experiments Prowl is constantly involved in” snorts Knockout ”Last time I checked his blood could dissolve plastic. Haha figuratively of course! Don't look at me like that!”

Jazz smiles, but there's no friendliness behind that smile

“Is this scientist doing experiments on Prowl?”

“Ah. As a matter of fact. Yes. Listen...” Knockout hastily picks up the first aid kit and walks towards the med bays “You'd better ask him yourself. My shift ends in ten minutes, I'm not in the mood to start anything now.”

Jazz nods

“Suuure , no problem.”

“Can I ask what you do in there?”

Prowl has this...look. The one that shows up usually after he gets back from the labs.

In his head, Jazz calls it “'Wobbly.” It's like Prowl's little organic body's joints are coming loose. If he had joints of course (Wait, humans have joints? Right?).

Prowl squints glumly, looking up at him

“Working on improving my mobility on the field.”

Jazz lets out a quiet “oooh.”

Then pulls himself back together

“Shouldn't that involve working on your armor, and not ..uh. you?”

Prowl leans his back against the wall.

“Installing new thrusters on a mech of my class doesn't make sense. They'll increase its speed, but they'll also burn fuel faster.

And installing larger fuel tanks is something reserved for Strikers. There's no way Orion would approve such an upgrade for me.”

Jazz carefully sits down on the floor next to Prowl. It still doesn't give him a good angle on his human's face, but Prowl stares at the floor anyway so...

“And you found some kind of loophole huh?”

Prowl gives a barely perceptible shrug.

“I did some calculations and noticed that the fuel used to run the Heavy Mechs is much more efficient. It's slower to burn out, and gives significantly better performance. Which makes sense, considering it's needed to compensate for the weight of the heavy armor. Used in my mech, it would give me a ten percent increase in speed and twice as much active usage time.

Jazz glares at the top of Prowl's head.

“Sounds like an epic idea, but I'm sensing a 'but' coming...”

“But it's highly toxic.”

“It's what??”

Prowl rubs the bridge of his nose with his fingers

“Only heavy mechs can run this type of fuel because there's enough room in them to insulate the cockpit well enough from any possible chemical exposure.”

Jazz nervously pulls the servo toward Prowl but hesitates at the last second and places it on the floor next to him.

“Prowl. Prowl your armor is lovely but it's anything but heavy.”

“It is” nods Prowl “There isn't enough room in my mech to shield me from any negative effects, so Tarantulas is working on making me immune to them.”

“But that....kind of...why are you letting him? I'm no expert, but sitting inside poisoned armor can't be good for you. I don't know what he told you, but if you had asked even one other medic...”

Prowl finally lifts his head and stares into Jazz's optics for a couple seconds

“He didn't convince me of anything. I asked him to do it myself.”

“Prowl...”

“People have biases against Tarantulas but I assure you, he doesn't do anything I didn't consent to him doing. He likes to go outside the box in his research. He doesn't dismiss my ideas as too harsh. We collaborate.”

“.....”

“The result will be worth it. You'll see.”

Jazz is uncomfortable admitting it, but he sees.

The result is impressive.

Prowl can not only move fast, he can do it for a long time. He's getting more efficient (again), faster (again), better (Prowl's subjective assessment).

The maintenance team wears special masks when working on the internal systems of his mech. The fuel is toxic. Not to Jazz, but even Jazz wouldn't want it to get on his plating.

And humans are fragile.

All organics tend to be fragile.

And Prowl... little flesh-and-blood Prowl gets into this poisoned armor and it's considered acceptable? Because his organic body seems to have developed enough resistance to this kind of damage he only gets a “”mild, easily treatable“” poisoning? And Tarantulas adds another white bracelet to his arm with notes on what substances Prowl needs to put in his drinks to keep his internal components from accumulating damage.

Jazz isn't sure what to think about this.

Jazz doesn't know what to do about it.

And frankly. Does he have the right to get involved if this is what Prowl has chosen for himself?

Tarantulas is a creepy, haunting shadow hanging over Prowl at the slightest opportunity. Tarantulas takes Prowl to a lab and runs poison through his veins. Tarantulas adores Prowl for allowing him to do this.

Prowl insists that Tarantulas is helping.

Jazz doesn't think Prowl is getting help.

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Evil Gay bird

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Working on this absolute unit of a piece right now for my birthday (Gamer edition Studio Series Ratchet for size comparison)

Don't worry about his extra finger, that's his special finger.

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Friend of mine asked for uppies from my Persona