#oc: stormwind

[seeyouonsaturn]

Behold,

Stormwind 🐕

my ouppy

She has a root mode, I just. Okay, I'm gonna level with you guys, I just really don't like drawing bots. Even if sometimes I manage to make them come out looking halfway decent, it takes days and I'm just not having a lot of fun. But I love drawing animals, so. Dog mode. Enjoy it. Imagine her regular bot mode in your mind. Thank you.

Stormwind's primary verse is IDW/MTMTE, but she'll have a TfP version too, and maaaybeee TfA as well - she's shipped with Ultra Magnus, and I can't resist the au potential. She'll have different variants just as he does for each.

I don't actually have a lot of info on her yet, because my brain is refusing to cooperate, but hopefully the universe will beam a vision into my mind soon! The general idea was "Ultra Magnus's guard dog" and it spiraled from there. But, as in, she's loyal to him and sorta follows him around, and she got that title as a rather insulting reference to her alt mode.

More info under the cut because I have received the universe beam while making this post!

Stormwind has been facing discrimination for her alt mode her whole life, but in pre-war times she was generally tolerated for being useful. Though higher caste bots would often treat her as little more than an actual dog, she's really quite intelligent - perhaps not genius levels of smart, but she's certainly not stupid. Basically, she's just a normal person, who just happens to turn into a dog.

Enter Ultra Magnus. For reasons Stormwind can't quite understand, she clicks with him. He's always treated her with a sort of base respect that she does not usually receive, even from the most well-meaning of bots. She can't quite put her finger on it, but it's as if he just... gets it, somehow. And so, in turn, he's earned her respect - and a loyal soldier who stands at his side. Whether he asks her to or not. (He did not ask. Congrats on the dog buddy).

And yet - however much of a person she may be, she cannot ever truly escape her base instincts. You can take "bots with animal alt modes have animal behaviors" from my cold dead hands. And the instincts of a dog are simple: to chase, to hunt, yes, but also, to follow orders. Loyalty. But there are few she can show such loyalty to, without taking the risk of being taken advantage of. Few who would still see her as an equal even if she allowed herself to follow her true nature.

The paradox lies in the duality: Stormwind desperately wants to be seen as a person, an equal. And yet she has the cravings of a dog on a deep, instinctual level.

He's meticulous, but it works for her: she likes clear orders. She's good at them. But really, Stormwind isn't quite as high-strung as Magnus is. She can be fun, so long as he's not around. But better be careful, because if you ever try to mess with her, she will tattle. Plus, she's got a bit of an anger problem, especially if you make any offensive dog comments. As embarrassed as she may be about having this reaction, she's going to bite, and it will not be fun.

As the mechanimal species her alt mode is based on is typically used as a hunting dog, Stormwind possesses above average endurance. She may not be the fastest beast around, but she makes up for it by being able to run for days without tiring, so long as ample fuel is provided. This is an advanced pursuit predator, able to run nearly anything down. On top of that, she also possesses great physical strength - though, not to insane levels - and a bite force so strong she can easily rip through metal. So, again, it's best not to piss her off, unless you're looking to get a couple new piercings in your armor.

Bonus: Her holoform is a dog. Just a normal dog. She is not pleased with this, but it does look strikingly similar to her actual alt form, and though she won't admit it, it feels a lot more comfortable to her than a human body. Plus, it has the added bonus of being inconspicuous, because who'd ever suspect the dog?

[saturnmeows]

Welcome!

This is a sideblog to rp my ocs so I don't spam my main with all that <3

Mun is Two/Saturn | they/them | adult | cat enjoyer

Main Transformers blog: @seeyouonsaturn

Nsfw side: @darkside-of-saturn

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RULES

I'm mobile only! No fancy aesthetics we die like Cliffjumper. I'm so serious I cannot be bothered to spend hours making this pretty I'm just here to play dolls

I have chronic can't-shut-up-disease and WILL make my responses lit-advanced lit length. I do not mind if you can't match this so long as you give me something to work with. No one liners though. And decent grammar and spelling are a must.

Probably slow replies because of ✨️the neurodivergence✨️

Get away from me with all those uppity rules and all that. Like every post. Reblog all my threads. Interact with me and I will love you. We ain't gatekeeping idgaf.

Minors DNI. I'm an adult and there will be occasional nsfw here.

Antis DNI also. We do not support harassment in this house. Please either be kind or kindly leave. This is non-negotiable.

Practice reblog karma or I'm biting you

More Rules and OCs below the cut!

My OCs are not primarily made for rp. Their backstories will feature their "canon" timelines and ships. You can IGNORE THAT for rp! I will never expect anyone to have a premade relationship with my little fraggers. I know how rps work. I'm playing with these guys like barbies.

Welcome to the multiverse. I don't care if our characters aren't from the same timeline/verse. We'll figure it out. Let's be silly about it.

I'll rp with OCs and canons! (May be a biiit selective with OCs but please don't hesitate to reach out!) Some of my muses are open to multiship, others I'm too attached to their "canon" ships to do that. However if you happen to write a canon that's shipped with one of my OCs and you're willing to write with me, we shall have a spring wedding.

On that note, I'm one of those rare beasts that prefer m/f ships. Not exclusively, but still, I like 'em. Don't cancel me lmao. Mun is queer af <3

My only trigger is emeto stuff, please don't ever mention that even in passing. Including heavy drooling. Just don't.

I LOVE angst and dark themes. Please fuck me up!! Nsfw is also a-ok but dm me about specific kinks first <3

I don't care if you don't have a rp blog. Interact from whatever blog you have. Send me anons pretending to be a character. I'm here to have fun this isn't a job application.

THE CHILDREN

You can check out their tags on @seeyouonsaturn for more info! I'll write up more on them eventually too bear with me

Tier 1: Guys I really wanna rp

Trixie [TFOne | TFA] | #oc: i'll be your animal

PHANTOM-2918-4 / Bird [TFA | TFOne] | #oc: the courage of stars

Havoc [IDW] | #oc: step a little bolder

Stormwind [IDW | TFP] #oc: stormwind

Tier 2: I could probably write these guys if anyone wants them!

Skyline [TFOne] | #oc: summer silence

Razormane [TFP] | #oc: razormane tfp

Wildside [TFA] | #oc: living on the wild side

Livewire [TFA] | #oc: like a pulse

Bluescreen [TFA] | #bluescreen temp tag

Galatea [TFA | TFP] | #oc: galatea

Tier 3: Probably not gonna rp these guys unless a certain prompt hits just right

Ash Majors [TFA] | #oc: just to be quiet

Leo Monti [TFP] | #oc: next up forever

Bonus Tier: Background Characters I would LOVE to develop!

The New High Guard [TFOne] | #iacon's finest | nhg

Comet [TFOne]

Boltcrusher aka Crasher [TFOne]

Tripwire and Trickshot [TFOne]

Freefall [TFOne]

Gina Monti [TFP]

Amelia "Millie" Monti [TFP]

[lemongrace]

A visit to Stormwind

[moreclaypigeons]

More Lorem Ipsum writing <3

Written with @lexbiini, whose character Lyr Stormwind is also featured.

I love them and they make me sick

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64909225

Five times Lorem almost told Lyr how she felt, and one time she did (but it was already too late)

[haunter-geist]

ah yes self indulgent ocxcanon shipping, my beloved

[ladypurplejanewrynn]

A belated birthday drawing for @lotusprincessblog

Happy birthday sis, may all your dreams come true and wishing you lots of happiness and health

Love you 💕

[lichymograine]

Desnomia for @wolf-of-stormwind! Thank you for letting me draw them <3

[ladystardust34]

Treachery by Donfuchs :D

[electricelunite]

Conversations with myself.

[tristayranambrosio]

Things Forgotten and Reforged Part 3

It was sunset into proper dusk and twilight when the bard walked the cobblestones of the Lion’s Rest. Trist could walk them in his sleep even after years of absence. Somewhere in the distance he heard a harper playing having staked his claim to one of the white marble walls, echoing in the natural acoustic shell that the half moon memorial fountain created. The memories rushed back, the joy… but so much of it soured now… he’d once been determined to play through the pain, sing, perform, smile, dance… Be the one that was above emotions, that would never let the barbs and attempts to bully him show the damage they inflicted. And in the end it hadn’t been those… but rather someone who he’d loved with all himself who’d lied, who’d made him a monster… the same Bard that now hooded himself lest someone see that “Trist’Ayran, the Fountain Bard” had returned at long last to his post. No couples orbited each other tonight, his old spot mercifully unoccupied apart from a Light-forged mage reading with a sneer on her face at what she was paging through, a human con-man in a top hat sewing tricks into the inner lining of a vest, and a druid in feline form slumbering on one of the benches.

He was Alone.

“Hello Fountain.” He murmured in that decibel that was so soft no one that was any further than his shoulder could hear, “I’m sorry I’ve not come to sing you your Lullaby all these years.”

Trist scrubbed at his face feeling a rush of tears threaten now. Every night… for almost a year he had sung those soft words of goodnight to the trickle of pure water that spilled from bowl to bowl… and the weight of every missed evening crashed onto his thoughts with a guilt that he did not expect. What had happened to all the friends he’d made here? The students he had taught? The laughs… the dancing… the moments that made the Fountain so much more than a fountain, the night he thought he could fly when every voice around him sang the same words.

They’d taken that from him… now the fountain was just… stones… and water… and bushes he’d tackled lovers into… shadows he’d memorized in the hedges and branches… lines on the marble.

He looked up and spoke softly, as if the burbling fountain could understand, “I cherish every moment beside you you know? Even the hurts… even the moments where people hated me… punished me… broke me… Because you’re the place I met and loved so many. Thank you for staying when they’re all gone…”

There was a moment he thought maybe he was going mad speaking to an inanimate water-feature… but he kept on, “I don’t know if I ever told you how much I owe you for those moments I would never take back… especially the one where I met him…”

The fountain burbled as the last of daylight faded behind the horizon leaving Trist alone to speak to the dark, whispering secrets to the silvery catchlights that ran seamlessly like glass down the tiers of the white marble bowls, meeting them as he would the eyes of a dearly missed friend.

“I’m marrying him… Well… again, We’ve been wed since the night I shared his soul with mine… when I felt him reach a part of my broken heart and place each piece back together… He made me whole… but he found me singing behind our mask… stars what a show I could put on…” He managed a rueful laugh but reached out to touch the lip of the fountain’s base and asked gently, “May I please?”

As if in response to Trist’s soft request the old Grey-white fountain burbled and caught his attention just over a shattered bauble of broken glass in the darkest hue of violet and blue that was amid the coppers and silvers of those wishing for something. Trist hadn’t wanted to take anyone’s wishes… but he retrieved the old glass with a sweep of his hand into the fountain’s deepest base and looked up at it again. “Thank you…” Trist would normally have hurried off… but this place… He felt rooted to the marble like he had been a part of the stone and the water and the melancholy breeze that perpetually swept through… the harper that had been playing was gone and it was only the Bard and the stars… the place painfully silent, the emptiness of it hallowing him out before he sang softly. “Weep you no more sad fountains

What need you flow so fast?

Look haw the snowy mountains

Heaven's sun doth gently waste

But my sun's heavenly eyes

View not your weeping

That now lies sleeping

Softly, softly, now softly

Softly lies sleeping

Sleep is a reconciling

A rest that peace begets

Doth not the sun rise smiling

When fair at ev'n he sets?

Rest you then, rest, sad eyes

Melt not in weeping

While she lies sleeping

Softly, softly, now softlySoftly lies sleeping…”

Every line drew a soft sob or whimper from him, trying to suppress each to no avail. And clutched his finding tight enough to leave an imprint of its shape on his hand.

He composed himself and cleared his throat, and in his most desperate attempt at the lightness he had put on for months as he forced his fingers to pluck strings when the music was like wringing blood from a stone… “Goodnight Fountain…”

Trist then stood, adjusted his cloak, and vanished into the streets of Stormwind once more. To those with the keenest eyes, some would see the shadow of broken wings cast behind the bard, slowly re-knitting themselves into something whole the further he walked from his old stage.

[seeyouonsaturn]

15 and 20 from the intimacy ask game :)

ask game

Aw yeah!! Sorry it took a moment, my brain is but a fickle creature and it does not always want to work with me. I see your asks and ilysm <3

Peanits under the cut as usual, but the second question wound up being entirely sexless so I'm blasting it proudly

20. besides sex, what other forms of physical affection or intimacy are meaningful to them?

Trixie: I've mentioned this before in this post; Trixie's species practices social grooming! So if she actually likes someone, those instincts are going to come to the surface. It's pretty convenient, considering her organic little claws can fit into all the tight gaps in a mech's armor to clean out the dirt stuck in them. It's very rare for Trixie to care about someone enough to be willing to do this though, and if she does, they better return the favor - or she'll be genuinely hurt.

Crux Stratos: My man just wants to be held. He'll take a really good, long cuddle session over interfacing any day. Stratos could never ask for it when all his flings were casual, but once he's more comfortable in a proper relationship, he's gonna be so touchy. He's the king of tasteful PDA: never crosses the line, never too much, and yet he's somehow always got at least one servo around Swerve's back or on his shoulder every chance he gets. He's very much the type to kiss Swerve's hand in greeting, even if he has to kneel down to be able to reach it.

Stratos enjoys movie dates especially, because of the prospect of getting to cuddle the whole time it's playing. Even during movie nights when the whole crew is present, he won't hesitate to pull Swerve onto his lap just to hold him to his chassis.

15. have they ever had a surprising (sexual or nonsexual) experience that opened their eyes to new desires or kinks, if yes what was it?

Skyline: Two words. Cog hole. She did not know those things were sensitive and oh boy is she going to make the very most of her newfound knowledge. Sweet merciful Primus, where has this been all her life? She loves that she can bring her little Sparkmate so close to overloading with just the slightest touch of his chassis.

He definitely gave her a size kink too. She did not know she was into having a much smaller partner but now that she's had a taste she can't get enough.

Stormwind: Stormwind always thought she had a thing for bigger bots. And specifically that she enjoyed the thought of being dominated by one. That probably is at least in part why she'd developed a bit of a crush on Ultra Magnus. And then - well. That happened. Naturally, she was too upset about the lies at first for anything else to even cross her mind, but once she got more used to the new reality? Oh fuck I'm still into it.

Stormwind's alt mode being the Cybertronian equivalent of a fox hound did not make the situation better. She was having a lot of revelations about herself that day.

Bluescreen: This one time during some battle or other, Bluescreen nearly got hit by a blast, if not for Lugnut picking her up with one hand and throwing her to the side out of its radius like she weighed nothing. It meant nothing to him and he doesn't even remember this happening, but she hasn't been the same since.

[purple-cat-demon]

WIP WEDNESDAY (on Tuesday)

They came to the last shop at the end of the street before it opened up to farmland and livestock fields.

IRONCLOUD

The nameplate was a rich mahogany slab, carved neatly around the edges with the name itself made out of expertly forged metal letters. It hanged above the shop's entryway, atop a short awning that spanned the length of the shop. The upper level of the building seemed to be living quarters—plumes of smoke wafted up from behind the building.

Scott walked up to the door, ready to open it, but hesitated. Cindy glanced between him and the door, then saw the minute tremble in his extended hand.

"It's okay to be nervous," she said, placing her hand over his shaky one, "you haven't seen them in so long…"

He exhaled sharply, nodded then steeled himself and opened the door.

A bell chimed and a woman's voice called out from the back.

"I'll be right with you~"

"Ma…," Scott froze in his place.

@cantflyup

@otonymous

[electricelunite]

Vibes ♥

COLOR WALK

[ladypurplejanewrynn]

The Mother’s Day

(Author’s note: I know Mother’s Day was a few days ago. I started this earlier but unfortunately had writer’s block. Anyway, I hope you still can enjoy this short fic)

Anduin was walking around Stormwind city, holding both of his children by the hands. Prince Bolvar was already 8 years old and his younger sister, Princess Riona was 4. Today was an important day, the Mother’s Day. The two siblings wanted to get a gift for their mother on this special occasion, and their father came to help them find it beside being there to look out for them. Earlier, they told Purplejane to not come with them, as they wanted to share some father-children moments. So the Queen stayed in the Keep and looked for something to get herself busy with.

Meanwhile, the kids along with their father stormed around the city, checking out every shop. However they seemed troubled with finding her a gift. It had to be special. Not the first best thing that catches their eyes. "Finding a gift for mom is quite a challenge" said the young Prince Bolvar. Anduin giggled:"Well, you’re not wrong. Seeing so many incredible stuff, is quite hard to choose something for her." Both of the children glanced at their father. "Is not just that. The gift for mama has to be special. We want mama to be happy" said Riona. Anduin kneeled up in front of his daughter, gently smiling at her:"And she will be. No matter what you two are going to choose, I’m sure she’s gonna love it."

"And what if she doesn’t like it?" a sad face appearing on the little Princess’s face. "Yeah. What if mom won’t be happy with the gift?" Bolvar joined in. The King then embraced his children in a tight hug:"Oh, I’m sure she will be. She loves the two of you dearly. And the fact that you two remembered will matter to her more. She will know you’ve put all your efforts and love with choosing a gift." The two children cheered up. "Right. You are right dad" replied Bolvar. "You know mommy so well, daddy. It shows how much you love her" Riona giggled. Anduin chuckled slightly:"Well then. Shall we continue our "trip" you two?" The siblings grabbed their father by the hands and the three continued their little quest.

As they checked more shops on the way, they found lots of things that they could buy for their mother. The problem was that they couldn’t decide which one of those things to choose. So many choices to choose from. They couldn’t also buy everything at once as it would be way too much. All three made a small stop at a book store. Anduin was curious they added some new books he’d be interested in. While looking around, the two siblings got their attention picked by one of them. "Legends and Myths" the title of the book indicated. Riona immediately took the book in her hands and ran up to Anduin. "Riona, wait!" exclaimed Bolvar, chasing after his little sister. "Ugh, the little gremlin. How does she even run so fast?" The young Prince thought. As the Princess got close to her parent, she showed him the book. "Daddy, do you think this book would do? Do you think mommy would like it?" She showed the book to Anduin with enthusiasm in her voice.

"Mind if I take a look at it honey?" Anduin asked. Riona immediately handed him the book in his hands. The King inspected the book closely, a warm smile appearing o his face. "This should definitely do. Knowing your mother, she will be delighted. She loves these kind of books. Well, she enjoys many types of books." He replied. Bolvar joined them:"Geez. Riona I told you to wait for me." "Bolvar! Daddy says this book should be of mommy’s liking. Can we get it for her as the gift for Mother’s Day?" the young Princess asked. The boy thought for a moment. "You know that’s not a bad idea. And we could also get that bracelet with an amethyst we saw at the Jewelry Store earlier. It would fit mom so well. Especially with that new dress she got some months ago." The Prince replied. "Hmmmm… Okay" Riona agreed without hesitation.

Anduin smiled at his children coming to an agreement:"That’s an excellent idea. Your mother will be delighted." After they bought the gift, they returned to Stormwind Keep. The kids went to get the gift ready, while Anduin asked Purplejane to come with him. "You certainly took quite some time with the walk. Is there something I should know about, dear?" The Queen giggled. Anduin gave her a gentle and yet a mysterious smile:"Just come with me, and you’ll see it. You won’t be disappointed." Purplejane looked at her husband with curiosity. "I wonder what he and the kids are hiding." She thought, following Anduin to their children’s room. As they arrived, Anduin knocked at the door:"Bolvar. Riona. Are you two ready?" As the door opened, the royal couple saw both of their children in front of them, holding something behind their back together. Then the siblings handed the gift to Purplejane:"Happy Mother’s Day, mom."

The Queen was pleasantly surprised as she took the gift in her hands. "What are you waiting for? Open it. Mommy, open it." Riona said in excitement. Purplejane gently unwrapped the ribbon and opened the box, seeing a book and a beautiful bracelet. Tears of enjoy escaped her eyes and she hugged her children:"Oh my, these are amazing. You remembered." Bolvar and Riona hugged their mother tightly as well. "So, do you like the gift, mom?" The young Prince asked. Purplejane widened her eyes:"Like it? I love it! I really appreciate the thought you put into it. I’m so glad to have such thoughtful and kind kids." "If not for dad’s help, we would probably still run around looking for a gift" Bolvar turned around to face Anduin. The King chuckled:"No. You didn’t really need my assistance that much. In the end you two agreed on the gift." Riona ran up to Anduin for a hug:"But you still helped, daddy. That’s already enough." That caused Anduin’s smile to widen some more. After handing the gift, Bolvar and Riona went to play with their toys. Purplejane got the bracelet on her left wrist. She got closer to Anduin, placing a small kiss on his cheek:"Thank you, for being there for the kids. You are the father, they look up to and that they deserve." The King smiled warmly at her and got his wife into an embrace in his arms:"Oh please. You would do the same for them."

[mbat]

if it matters im over here thinking more about some random WoW NPCs that i bet literally no one has ever spared more than a few thoughts about at most lmao

[ladystardust34]

THE FORGED THRONE BOOK III

Chapter 13 has been posted!

The world is breaking.  The earth rumbles in agony, the seas begin to boil, and there seems to be nothing anyone can do to stop the Cataclysm. For the Wrynns, however, Azeroth is not the only thing that will end up being torn asunder. For a threat to their family looms alot closer than they could ever realise.

Cover art by Donfuchs.

Read it on Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38784561/chapters/137856472