#What do I tag this

[chocobje]

Gang expect posts to slow down because of this LOL

You can find me here!

Hopefully I'll be able to do a lotta attacks :")

[yekokataa]

engagement bait craft videos have gotten so bizarre i think this is legitimately an art form now

[nonbatnary]

f slur

[mizaruwu]

Give it up for court jester Ravio and his dearest assistant Sheerow!

[ctghost]

I think rung as a yandere or soft yan would be sweet its just kinda hard to imagine him like evil evil,😖😖 SG rung on the other hand thooo..

The yandere potential is BIG.

Mostly half baked ideas but this is also loosely based off @cheschesterpossum 's CITF au where the humans are the creators but i added my own thoughts in aswell lmao (°⩊°;)

Yandere/obsessed SG rung is basically like a clingy ex of a god when the humans left and then returned and see you again. i don't think SG rung would physically harm you, But he totally gets the guilt tripping therapist mode on with the entire 'you're literally the primes' parent too.. aren't you proud of what we made?' (Based off this because its funny and you can't tell me SG rung isn't atleast a little prideful at that fact..)

uhmm anyway this kinda cringe lol

(¯﹃¯*) but i can't stop thinking about it and i might make more art or drabble off this again ahhaha cough cough

[countyourfreckleslikestars]

The whole XO kitty fandom if kitty and min-ho don’t end up together:

[corgibuttdraws]

I almost forgot to post this again cuz I set up my xbox 360 and played games all day hffjfj

BUT YES finally here's the first post on my AU called, Lobotomized Friends and including S's and 3's refs and doodles I've made a bit ago from it. Tho ill probably repost more old arr and vids I've made of it soon :'> u can ask me questions about it if you want to as well if ur confused! :3

[megaarn]

i have found beauty in such creatures

[wolfythewitch]

bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh

[bachelorisland]

little buddy brained

[blue-cyber-dreams]

Baby I'm Yours

Reformed!Megatron x human!reader

I think reader is GN? Def racially ambiguous

It's kinda left up to the reader what version of Megatron this is, but I was thinking of/inspired by @revelboo's version of MTMTE/Lost Light's Megatron 🩷

SFW and fluffy with bits of angst

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You swayed slowly as you hummed an old tune, right arm stretched out with your hand clasped in Megatron's left servo, his other gently resting on your ribcage.

While sitting on his desk, you had been humming a song to yourself and gently moving to the beat, when he asked about human dancing. So after he mass-shifted, you had introduced him to the simplest form of human dancing you knew. You guided him in how to place his hands and encouraged him to relax enough to move with the music. The dance style was intimate, but you tried to maintain some distance between your bodies, if only for the sake of your nerves. Now you were alternating between humming and softly singing lyrics to that sweet song you remembered from Earth as you rocked from side to side.

"...And I'll be yours, 'til the mountains crumble to the sea..." the words fell from your mouth as you stepped away to twirl, right hand still in his, only to return to his hold.

You looked up to offer a small smile, hoping this was entertaining the mech. He was already looking at you, a wistful expression on his face.

"You humans have much more complex optics when viewed up close," he said lowly.

You tipped your head to the side and smiled. "We call them 'eyes,'" you responded, playfulness dappling your tone.

You continued to hum before he spoke again. "Your eyes look deep, like I could leap inside. They seem like portals to another world."

You stilled at his words, and he leaned closer to you. The eye contact and proximity made it hard for you to breathe and you became aware of a whole new level of intimacy.

Then, he looked down. At your lips? Surely not. But then he released your hand and brought the servo which had been holding it to your side, and he inched closer. And closer...

You realised you were unconsciously leaning in as well. Then eyes and optics both fluttered shut as lips and dermas met softly.

His servos and arms moved to encircle you, drifting slightly lower, and his grip became firmer. For a moment, all your thoughts halted, and your palms rested on the metal of his chest.

Then, you became catastrophically self-aware again. With a spark of panic, you broke off the kiss to hide your face against his chest.

His hold on you loosened, as if to allow you room to escape, but you didn't want to move away. His embrace felt safe and soothing; you just needed to pause for a moment.

"Little one?" he murmured, a hint of concern in his tone.

You felt embarrassed. You had pulled away without thinking, and you felt you definitely owed him an explanation.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that," you said softly into his chest plates. You decided to just be out with it.

"I've never done that before." And if you didn't before, you definitely felt a wave of heat at your face now.

His tone was mild. "What? Kissed someone?"

You pulled away slightly to look up at the big mech. You were met with optics which held a flicker of... Uncertainty?

You averted your eyes before responding. "No, I haven't..." you said, fingers fidgeting with the edges of his armor plating to relieve the akwardness you felt.

His servos shifted up, now loosely resting near you shoulder blades, higher than they had been even during the slow dancing. You looked back up to see a whisper of pain and sadness on his face.

"You are too innocent for me," he murmured.

"I'm not that innocent!" A note of incredulity slipped into your voice.

He looked down at you again. His response came out smoothly at first, then slipped into a near-growl by the end.

"I mean no offense. But you do not know who I am, or what I've done."

"I know what I've seen. I know my own experiences. You saved my life!"

You had been abducted from Earth by another Cybertronian, and kept as a pet. Or a plaything, more like. They had no idea how to care for you and clearly took you on a whim, just wanting a defenseless creature to mess with. Megatron had found you by chance. "Humans are not fit to be kept as pets. They are intelligent, sentient," he had growled to your inept keeper. You hadn't been sure why at the time, but they had clearly regarded him with fear and intimidation, so they easily handed you over when he extended his servo to take you. You remembered what he had said when he departed from them. "Do not worry, little one. You are safe now." And you were.

You brought your mind back to the present, and Megatron's brow was furrowed, his optics screwed shut. A low sigh escaped him.

"They may not have taken you if I had not encouraged disdain for organic life in my followers."

"But it was still their choice. And you're different now," you responded firmly.

You continued in a softer tone. "You are always kind to me, and gentle." His optics opened again slowly.

"I do not deserve you," he murmured, voice rumbling.

You pursed your lips. "That word - 'deserve' - I don't like it. It's so subjective."

He looked at you intently, like he was trying to understand, so you went on.

"By some philosophical metrics, none of us deserve anything good that happens to us." You reached up to stroke the bridge of his nose, and despite his previous protests, he shuttered his optics and slightly leaned down into your touch.

"I prefer to aim for maximising the good things in the universe. Sometimes, or even often, that means pursuing justice, and trying to determine just what it is that someone deserves... But not always."

Your finger came down from his nose and traced his dermas, and they parted when you made contact with them. His optics opened again and met your eyes.

"You are far too compassionate towards me," he rumbled.

"I'm just a big believer in people having the capacity to change. It doesn't always happen, but I admire it when it does. It takes more strength to admit you were wrong and change course than it does to have the correct course from the beginning."

Megatron took your hand in his servo and pressed a kiss to it.

"Could I be allowed this?" He seemed to be asking no one at all, and yet also the entire universe. Any being who might be listening, or perhaps the eternal sparks and souls of those whose deaths he had brought about.

You reached to pull him down for another kiss. "That's up to me. And I say yes."

[zerolessthanfour]

see at first i was like “oh okay! im gonna do so many mononoke shitposts!!” and then i got distracted with school and now the majority of the ones i did are of kon😭😭

these two come as a set. btw.

[zzoupz]

historically accurate art (tell me im not the only one who read the post like this lol)

in his full resolution glory

[salad-006]

Gouldguy88 with a special cameo appearance by a sir tomska

By the time i finished this it was like 4am , and i think you can tell because afterwards i drew this which doesn't even make sense

He's coughing the caption

[ctghost]

Whats with me taking liking to the purple bastards.. 😔😔 anyway the first top sketch are based of @yan-randomfandom's (soft) obsessed/yandere ratbat post (pls go read it vgggrahhhhh)

bc i always enjoy evil bastard characters who are soft (and may be ooc but hush) hehebehehe.. 😈

Annd first sketch practice of him ^_^ transformers really single handedly brought me out of artblock with a batman ripoff...

[countyourfreckleslikestars]

Me because literally NO ONE is making Hwang jun ho, Nam gyu, and Choi su bong fics that aren’t pure smut: