#g1 finals

[chamm0y]

in light of recent events

[saliosis]

outfits 4 my cleo

[simbaes]

‧₊˚ ⋅ Sasha and Cassie had a gossip sesh about the Halloween party at the library while studying for finals. After her and Danilo’s hookup, she been wondering if she should try and take things to the the next level…

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[cocopudu]

aurora the celestial pony *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

[realgraps]

[leefyberrybread]

Sad Hot Dog looking at you withf big ole eyes

(Please click on the image for better quality )

[freaky-flawless]

Dead Tired Honey Swamp

Shout out to @deuces-stone-cold-style for the nightgown inspo!

[wildpiercy-art]

I'm finally able to post my full piece for this year's @tf-bigbang! My piece is inspired by golden age horror comics and @spector-author made an absolutely amazing horror anthology to go with it!

Read the fic here!

[nyyono]

ITS HAPPENING VALENTINE X SPELLDON IS HAPPENING. EVERYONE STAY CALM

ALSO SPELLDON DESIGN IS HERE TOO LIKE HE'S SO CUTE I LOVE HIM

(this is not my art, the art is by @pianta i believe !!)

[snarling-mimic]

Chamomile 🏵️ -- the carrion queen

[sycamoretrees]

G1 34 block matches cross stitch complete! A Block in reds/yellows and B Block in blues/greens.

Each wrestler is represented by a colour in the outer strips (I used the same order that NJPW did on its results cards), and then where two colours/wrestlers would intersect I recorded their match result, with the winner's colour taking up 3/4 of the square.

(more info and photos under the cut)

I was inspired by my good pal @benchwarming who started this beautiful cross stitch project tracking race results over the F1 season. Wrestling mostly doesn't have the same kind of consistent data points/formats, so I'm glad the G1 allowed me to join in on her very cool idea!

I used FlossCross to mock up the overall design. Because it's just a bunch of evenly-spaced squares I didn't really need a 'pattern', so I made this spreadsheet to track the results (I printed out a physical copy and highlighted the winner as match results came in):

Here's the NJPW results card for A Block as comparison - my piece is essentially just the outlined half of their format (which ngl I find very hard to parse)(not that mine isn't also)(I think this is just a hard dataset to represent) without the duplicate results on the top right.

Back view:

Mostly tried not to travel further than a square or two, and used a combination of loop starts, pin stitch finishes for some of the single stitches, and weaving in ends.

[sonicblooms]

ruby's prom!!!

[simbaes]

week in the life 🫧 | next

-some time has passed and our girlie is getting ready to go home once her internship ends (sad) so she’s spending as much time with Lolana as she can..she hopes long distance can work out but theyve been avoiding the subject :/

[futurelabs]

🏙️☀️

[devilart2199-aibi]

If you are still talking requests...

Maybe an og WheelJack with his best bud Bee 👉👈

It's engineering time!! 🔧⚙🔩

[ikkosu]

G1 Wheeljack with human reader who conducts silly little experiments like Nilered does :3

Ex: https://youtu.be/LmAG8-V_WQY?si=1EU4d5B6NLclxKJh

https://youtu.be/NIVkBs7oWDI?si=Oyuj50EpNKTFycfH

WHEELJACK.READER

hi foxy!! how dare you make me learn chemistry/j

"Alright, kid. You can go right ahead and ignore that flask. Don't, worry. It's not gonna pop. So, what we want to do is—"

It did, indeed, pop. Vehemently, too. An explosion rattled the laboratory. More specifically, from the same flask he told you to ignore and now the entire room is cloaked with...dust? Yellow, jaundice dust floating around, opaque and thick.

You blink and hacked, flapping a hand to clear away the smog. You make out Wheeljack's silhouette amidst the daze. He's also trying to clear out the air with his servos, vents chuffing, equivalent of a sneeze.

"That's. That's suppose to happen, right?"

His 'gills', or that's what you call it, at least, flares up as he spoke. He's still clutching the green vial in his hand.

"What's suppose to happen?"

"The explosion? The dust? Half of the base's missing a left wing?"

"Oh, yeah. That." He scratches his helm, humming, swivelling around. As you said, there would be — a good chunk of the room had been blown off. How the two of you managed to survive that was beyond him.

"Could be because I set the burner too high."

You narrowed your eyes. "The manual said minimal, at most, though."

You weren't even sure if he was aware a manual existed, in the first place.

"Hm?" He snaps to you, blue optics widening a little. " It said minimal? Swore, I read it as maximum..."

"How did you even—"

The laboratory was unceremoniously barged through. A dark silhouette of red emerges from the fog. Perceptor skids across the floor, hacking and flapping a servo to clear the air as he scampered towards you.

" What is the meaning of this?" He's on the verge of strangling Wheeljack the moment he sees him. "And, why wasn't the alarm working?!"

"Oh, right. The alarm. Figured I'd used it for spare parts—"

"Spare parts!?"

"We'll put it back, though." Was your assurance and held up what's left of the concocted alarm to his face.

He doesn't seem assured once after skimming across the chunk of wall blown apart and his alarm brutally slaughtered. The sharpshooter stands there, distraught and baffled. His servos twitched and you were sure, if he had his gun, it'd definitely go off.

"What did you do?" His optics dangerously flicker to you and your science buddy..

"An experiment." Wheeljack simply replies. The green vial sloshing as he moves. "Conjuring something the humans would call interesting."

Perceptor is silent but the look on his face clearly says why? But of course, you didn't get the memo and started rambling off. Perceptor is now staring at the blown up wall and simultaneously digesting your words.

"....and, we heated up the white phosphorus, which clearly was set too high on temperature, thanks for that Wheeljack, in order to get Red-P. Then, after — the electroluminescent coating for this stink bomb we are working on—"

"Your what?"