#es tarantulas

[suzieloveships]

I need someone who is smarter than me and actually knows how to do it to calculate Tarantulas and Prowl height difference in Earthspark. Please 🙏

[mistermalaprop]

some swindle and hardtop es ideas

swindle and hardtop reunion in g.h.o.s.t but when swindle sees hardtop he gets the overwhelming dread that something is different and it’s not just his missing arm

swindle and hardtop reunion but when they try to hug each other they both get shocked by the barriers and are forced into cells really, really far from one another (bonus points if they can hear each other but cannot see) ((bonus bonus points if one of the other cons has to be a middle man between the two)) (((bonus bonus bonus points if it’s soundwave lmfao)))

swindle learning that the last of his gestalt (brawl) is dead by going to the remains of the bot brawl arena ( with hardtop if it’s after season 1) and seeing his empty husk on the ceiling

swindle actually staying around as thrash’s weird devil-on-his-shoulder mentor and he co-dad2s with bumblebee or prowl

hardtop and swindle stay on earth because swindle wants his scatterblaster really bad and hardtop likes to collect earthly comics

swindle gets in contact with wheeljack or tarantulas and begs for a new arm for hardtop (bonus points if it’s some weird ass gadget that hardtop equates to one of his favorite characters so he keeps it)

hardtop and swindle steal candy from babies <3 but instead of babies it’s actually just the maltos

[cityzenshark]

Another excerpt for FTGU AU version of Missed Connections

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Wheeljack arrives at the cemetery, pointing a blaster at Tarantulas, and speaking to GHOST agents in his radio. Nightshade steps in front of Tarantulas as Bumblebee quickly tells his comrade that there was a misunderstanding that’s been cleared. Nightshade begs his other teacher to not arrest Tarantulas, “Please! He already left the Decepticons just when he landed on Earth!”

“That’s what you told the kid, huh?” Wheeljack keep his gun pointing up, glaring daggers at the Eukarian. “He didn’t defect immediately, Nightshade. He defected after his inventions destroyed an entire village with its people still in it! He was already Earthbound for thirteen years when it happened.”

Nightshade turns to Tarantulas in disbelief. “Is... Is that true?”

“Yes, child.” He answers without hesitation.

“You lied to me?”

Tarantulas shakes his head in shame and admits, “I merely spoke no word about it.”

Shocked, Nightshade steps away from him.

Wheeljack tells Dorothy she has to make the call here. Wheeljack would rather shoot Tarantulas but not in front of the children. Because of what he did and nearly did to Dot and Alex, she agrees to detain him. But since he had done it with intentions to protect Nightshade and the Terrans, she gives him thirty seconds to say goodbye and get a head start to flee.

Tarantulas gives Nightshade the invisibility pins, all now completed and safely functional. “Use them wisely.”

The sound of a GHOST helicopter approaches. Nightshade quickly gave the pins to their siblings and Bumblebee and activated them all. They narrowly avoid the spotlight from the copter focusing on Tarantulas as he runs for the forest. Dot climbs onto Wheeljack and they both give chase with the GHOST team.

Nightshade watches the chase going farther away in despair. Their trust on Tarantulas has fractured. Alex gently pulls them out of trance and tells his children and Bumblebee to hurry home.

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[anony-man]

Chubformers drabble #203!

Characters: Tarantulas & Nightshade (ES)

Word count: 1.1k

“So…” Nightshade began, their legs kicking in the free air beneath the table they sat atop. “Where have you been all this time?”

It was a simple question more than anything, but Nightshade was really, really curious. Tarantulas hadn’t just been gone for a few days, or even a week, or a month. He’d been gone for ages, and the young bot was just as curious as they were concerned. Or… maybe just curious. After all, their science companion seemed just fine.

The laboratory had been eerily quiet for far too long, but Nightshade never stopped coming by for visits, even in owner’s absence. It was an open door policy, and as far as Tarantulas was concerned, they were welcome in at any time. Still, sticking around when the spider-bot was absent wasn’t nearly as fun, and it felt a little… off.

One day of creeping into the building and gearing themselves up for excitement only to find a serious lack of company to enjoy said excitement with was one thing. Months and months of said absence with no apparent cause? Color them confused.

Tarantulas was friendly enough, but he clearly had his priorities, and sometimes, Nightshade’s interest in small experiments and playing the lab partners role wasn’t at the top of the list. That didn’t explain his strange disappearance, though, and it certainly didn’t explain the “glow up,” as Nightshade was deciding to refer to it as, that had accompanied his return. It was strange all around, and that was on top of Tarantulas and his natural affinity for being strange.

He had come back around in the end, and to make up for it, he had spent the better part of that morning and afternoon (and soon to be evening if they didn’t wrap up soon) with the small bot. Nightshade had held their tongue for the better part of the day, but curiosity was their strong suit, and Tarantulas really wasn’t giving them anything to work with.

It was probably the third time they’d attempted to pry into the scientist’s lair of secrets hidden behind several random experiments he had going all at once. Tarantulas was doing good for the most part, given that keeping Nightshade safe and keeping his lab intact meant scrambling from one table to the next for a good few minutes while the freshly mixed materials settled. His gait was slow, though, and his movements were hindered. The plump frame he bore had grown even plumper in his absence, and by now, the mech was pretty much forced to use the extra appendages to counteract the weight and balance himself out, even in his root mode.

Nightshade was just curious, that was all. Besides, Tarantulas was being strangely distant anymore. Coupled with the weird hang of his belly and his sluggish movements, Nightshade’s concerns grew heightened. They didn’t need specifics, and they didn’t have to hear the whole story. Any other bot would be understandably worried like they were, of course, and as Tarantulas poured small vials into a great big beaker, they continued to press for answers.

“The lab has been fine,” they continued, their servos fidgeting in their lap as they watched Tarantulas work, “and I haven’t been staying long, since… well, since you weren’t present.”

Tarantulas paused, the empty vials in their servos clattering to the table. Nightshade was distracting him, clearly, but… could he blame them?

No, they thought. The answer was definitely no. They still deserved answers, and the mech’s cageyness was only serving to confuse them further.

“I hadn’t planned on such a long absence,” Tarantulas finally said, their back legs relaxing into the floor to prop them up as they continued to pour—slowly, slowly, not sparing a single drop. “I can assure you that all is well. Even if I’m not around, you’re still—“

“Still welcome,” Nightshade nodded, “I know. I just…”

It was more fun when they had someone else there, too. They couldn’t blame Tarantulas for leaving, especially not if the situation called for it. It was just strange. It was very, very strange.

The spider-mech’s limbs creaked beneath his weight as he leaned back, and Nightshade knew for a fact that they had never seen the scientist so… fat.

“Was it something to do with our experiments?” they pressed, hungry for answers but still just as afraid to find out what was going on. “You look different. Did you find something—“

“Different?” Tarantulas echoed. “What do you mean, different?”

Ahh… how did they even begin to answer that? Nightshade’s servos went still in their lap, and their legs stopped kicking. Tarantulas had abandoned his carful work in favor of staring at the small bot. It was hard to read his expression when he wasn’t actively speaking, but the twitching mandibles and the steady gaze of his visor spoke for him.

“Not bad different,” Nightshade quickly assured him, “just… different.”

Chubbier, they silently thought. It seemed so odd for a mech like Tarantulas, but to be fair, they didn’t know much about the mech’s private affairs. They shared a love of science, first and foremost. From there? Plenty of room to fill in the blanks.

Nightshade didn’t expect an explanations any time soon, but luckily for them, Tarantulas seemed happy to clear the air. He shook his helm before beckoning his companion closer with a servo, and as Nightshade jumped down from the table and moved in towards the latest experiment, he sighed.

“It’s a long story,” he said, working with his servos to clear the table while his other limbs held him up. From up close, Nightshade could really see the effects his absence had taken. “I’m afraid I might bore you with the details.”

Nothing bad then. Not that leaving for months without warning and coming back looking like an entirely different bot from the frame size alone was a bad thing, per se… but it was confusing. It was concerning, too. Nightshade’s curiosity was still unsatisfied, and as Tarantulas made himself comfortable, they drew in closer.

“We’ve got all day, haven’t we?” they said, taking up a vial for themselves before picking up where Tarantulas had left off. It benefits of watching from the sidelines, though they would’ve much rather been helping from the start. Luckily for them, Tarantulas was finally letting them in. “Besides, I’ve been told I have a pretty good skill for listening to long, boring stories.”

That part was a stretch, but Tarantulas believed it. Or maybe not… maybe he knew Nightshade was bluffing. Either way, he gave in. He talked, Nightshade listened, and together, they worked.

Nightshade had missed this. Tarantulas did, too. They could tell. Long backstory or no, they were simply happy to have their lab partner back… and despite his hesitation—and the concerning creak of his limbs as his fat aft leaned back a little too far for comfort—they were back into the groove of things within minutes.

[aishien-the-aishien]

Prowl doodles!

A human version of trans Prowl comes from mine and @dezmolad's AU called Sheesh- I mean, Serious-ish. The others are just IDW/ES Prowl-related doodles The smiling one looks cursed. That's how it's supposed to be. The other human one has shiny blue eyes because IDW Prowl, or Prowl in general, reminds me of Dune's mentats The last one is Prowl x Tarantulas from ES! ... Also from something ES-related we're cooking up with @dezmolad haha

[ojamayellow]

Transformers Funnies [Earthspark Style]

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / ?

[hal-0330]

ES Tarantulas

[whirlandco]

they mean a lot to me in general but also specifically the fact that she carries him like a sack of potatoes

[yeetyoteartz]

2 year anniversary of Transformers:Earthspark!

[suzieloveships]

When you can't afford official merch so you change the palette of beaded keychain and now I have my own little guys to carry around with me

[cataqu33rz]

Thanks @chiconisroc for fucking shattering me with the FIRST TF FANFIC I'VE DECIDED TO READ. I've been leaving so many comments in one night and binged it until the most recent chapter cause I don't know when to stop myself fr. I can't recommend it enough, here's the first chapter.

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE READ IT I BEG Y'ALL YOU'VE GOTTAAAAAA-!!!

[smoked-salmon-official]

Tarantulas is so fucking hot I’m sorry my taste in men might be awful but cmon .. look at ‘im

[justmenoworries]

Gotta say, it's really funny how Tarantulas just... doesn't exist anymore in this show.

His episode was probably one of the best in season 1, but bringing him back would mean the writers would have to acknowledge that the "all Decepticons are evil, actually" direction makes no sense.

They're already twisting themselves into knots with villainizing Breakdown. No one can tell me that whole premier wasn't just one long petty 'screw you' to critics that pointed out how the characters seemingly just up and forgot that Breakdown saved Bumblebee's ass in season 1 and went to prison for him. Nah nah, he's an evil bastard, actually. His friendship with Bee was always fake, ignore the whole-ass episode in season 1 that proves otherwise.

Season 3 is still banging the same drum as season 2, and now they added a cop-character for good measure (ew).

Earthspark, why do you keep shitting the bed like this?

[aishien-the-aishien]

Earthspark(?) Prowl/Tarantulas oneshot

This one's gonna be really short.

I and a friend of mine have been thinking of what Prowl and Tarantulas might be in Earthspark season 2. At this point we've basically made our version of Prowl for this show and shipped him with their Tarantulas LOL

Truth be told, the lab was fairly quiet, with only a low rattle of metal against metal, and the hum of a radio jammed somewhere in a far corner of the room. It was only in Tarantulas’ mind that this was all a raging tornado. Submerged in his own mind, he dashed from shelf to shelf, grabbing unidentified pieces of electronics and hardly more identifiable tools that only he knew how to use. There was no world to him in this moment, none other than this sudden burst of inspiration.

He eventually halted by his worktable, staring at the blueprint scribbled on the holoboard in front of him. He couldn’t be certain that it would work, given that he’d only come up with it minutes before, but the concept seemed flawless. His optics glistened and he happily got to building.

So absorbed was he that he never heard the sound of someone approaching. Prowl stopped a couple steps away, just far enough to avoid getting in Tarantulas’ way. He watched. It was so familiar to him, seeing the spider bot at work, and it made Prowl feel like something was clutching at his chest. And, he was able to tell now, that was not a bad feeling. The only bad part of it was that it held a clutch on his throat as well, which had him worried. Saying the words was difficult for him. But he knew the right ones this time - he thought he did - and right now, he could say them. He could. That was something he was not going to miss.

He took a step closer as he noticed that Tarantulas calmed down a bit. Perhaps he had some precise piece of work to do, that usually made him cool down. He heard Prowl this time and rose his gaze from his work.

“Oh, hello”, he said, excitement still vibrating in his voice.

“Hello”, Prowl responded blandly, walking around the worktable to stand next to him.

“Is it something important? I’m busy right now.” Tarantulas gestured proudly at the pile of shapeless metal and cables in front of him.

He snapped back to reality quickly enough when Prowl gave him no answer, instead moving closer to his side and sliding a hand into his own. Silence came over them. Prowl was staring at their hands, and he felt the clutch on his throat tighten. He, too, squeezed Tarantulas’ hand. He felt it in his spark when Tarantulas gave it back.

He could say it. He knew exactly what to say.

“Is something wrong?”, Tarantulas asked, his voice filled with worry. He could never be sure when Prowl did this. But he need not worry, Prowl thought as he pulled his hand back. Keeping his breath steady, he looked up at Tarantulas’ face.

And said:

“I love you. I wanted you to know. No, I wanted to tell you”, he corrected himself.

[mistermalaprop]

This will be the final post about ES Knockout but as I was looking through my files, I found the plot my story was heading into:

Knockout, all upset and angry, was supposed to have taken Aftermath and Spitfire out of the Decepticon base after he and Breakdown had their argument. He lets Aftermath drive his backhoe alt deep into the forests of Witwicky, with Spitfire flying around, and they would find a private spot away from all civilization. Knockout lets the two play, destroy stuff, stomp around, and be the kids they’re supposed to be, while he sits against a rock and rests.

Aftermath and Spitfire stumble upon a rusted body in the overgrown area and call Knockout over. He looks down and discovers that the kids… have found Tarantulas. Powered down and in need of serious repairs, but he was alive.

Knockout would use his medical knowledge to fix up Tarantulas, but he would have to amputate a few of his extra limbs due to the damage.

Tarantulas would awaken, he and Knockout would become allies, and Knockout would help Tarantulas track down the Terrans (is Nightshade okay? How long has he been out?) while Tarantulas would help study the Chaos-Terrans abnormalities.. and hopefully find a way to heal the Emberstone without having to kill/deactivate the kids…

That’s all I had planned out. Not sure how it would’ve played out. But for those who liked the fanficy side of it, there you go. Take it. Just credit me or something.

[cityzenshark]

I know it might never happen because of the time skip or other factors, but one of things I'd like to see in S2 is the Terrans and kids getting a wake up call about their blind optimism towards the Cons.

Preferably their parents tell them that Cons are as monstrous as they're described to be because they witnessed what they've done during the war & humanity's fear towards Cybertronians are not baseless. If not, Tarantulas to Nightshade if the latter assumes every defector is like the former.