#technically this is transformers ocs

[welcometomybraincomics]

Mother

Context! Context! Context!

I cannot state enough how much I love Mother. This one is actually a departure from Robits, what I call the Mother AU.

Setting: Vole and Streaker (named Lo-fi and Streaker at the time of writing) are not Cybertronians or created by them, but rather AI weapons made by the species invading Mother (the planet). At some point during their activation, they became sentient. They are deployed to help destroy Mother's guardians (her ambulatory plant children who imitate various creatures) and they are defeated. Sensing their sentience, Mother decides to turn the twins to her side. She enveloped them within her and breathed more life into them, granting them some semblance of free will (considering everything on Mother is sort of part of a hivemind, true free will is... not natural), imbuing them with loyalty and purpose (she revived them, they have now been charged with protecting her and her children), and blessing them with her mark (the mark of Mother is the evidence of plant life woven into the flesh/faux flesh).

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He stared into the lifeless eyes of the creature squatting in the mist. It looked like nothing he had ever seen before: long skinny forelimbs swept the ground, leaving ripples in the shallow waters of the dark swamp as equally skinny hind legs held its frail body erect. A mop of wilting leaves brushed over its face and head, hanging low over the rest of its stark white form reminding Lo-Fi of a weeping willow. 

Its bone-white body stood out against the dark swamp, even surrounded by mist. It sat crouched behind the shriveled root of some long-dead tree that sank sadly into the black water beneath it.

It gave him an odd feeling, one he couldn't quite describe. It felt foreign, but not in the same way invaders did. Those felt like vermin scuttling across Mother's skin, sending chills up his spine and filling him with hot and ugly anger. This? It felt almost dangerous. Everything about it filled him with a deep sense of wrong like it did not belong on Mother. That couldn't be right though, Mother's mark hung from its head, the branches leaving just enough space for the eyes to peek through. It looked of Mother, but it felt indescribably wrong. It made him want to do nothing but run deep into the forest and hide under the safe roots of the Great Elders. He couldn't though. Its gaze held him in place, as though if he looked away, even for an instant, it would be upon him, crushing him with its menacing air. 

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For a little more context look at Robits, The Epic Train Wreck Dumpsterfire of a Transformers sidestory AU

So, he didn't run. He held its gaze, staring at it for what felt like hours. It tilted its head to the side, almost quizzically, its willow branches dragging through the water and causing a ripple that sounded impossibly loud in the silence of the misty bog. The creature lifted a forearm and began moving forward on its knuckles.

Its movement sent his systems into panic, trying to pull up his weapons and a monstrous sense of dread rose in his chest and pressed his back, crushing him from both sides. His servos clicked frantically, trying to transform into any sort of weaponry, but nothing happened. He felt his head heating up as his ventilation systems failed to activate. He frantically opened his vents hoping for cool air to naturally circulate through him, relieving his overheating circuits, but all that came in was an unmistakable feeling of death and decay.  

The creature brought its other arm forward, taking another step closer to the helplessly panicking mech when a twig snapped somewhere behind it and the whole world spun into darkness. Suddenly, Lo-Fi found himself sitting up, weapons drawn and ventilating hard. His head swung around manically, his eyes taking in the view of a bright clearing filled with sunlight and surrounded by tall, healthy trees filled with green leaves and beautiful flowers. He began to calm down, recognizing his surroundings. He was home. Deep in the heart of the forest, surrounded by life and sound which warmed his mechanical heart. He sucked in a deep breath and listened to the sounds of bird song, insect chirps, and the rustle of leaves that indicated someone was on the hunt. He exhaled and disengaged his weapons. 

He looked beside him to the sleeping form of his brother whose red plating reflected the sun in brilliant white beams. His arms were wrapped around the leafy pelt of Nex, whose feline eyes boreholes of concern through the blue mech as his brother snored peacefully.

"You alright?" She asked, one ear twitching in concern.

"Yeah, I think so." Lo-Fi answered, breathing shakily. His friend continued to stare at him in concern. "It was just a bad dream." He smiled trying to reassure her.

She slipped out of  Streaker's hold and stalked towards Lo-Fi. The red mech grumbled something at her leaving but rolled over to take the warm spot she had left in the grass and settled back into sleep, his wings twitching lightly in what was likely a dream of flying. "Must have been some dream for you to freak out like that." Nex mused, brushing herself comfortingly against Lo-Fi's blue metal before settling against his back and wrapping her tail around him. "Wanna talk about it?"

Lo-Fi could still feel the eyes of that thing staring into him with its dead, hollow eyes. He shivered all over, his plates clinging together as they each moved independently to try and shake the ugly feeling of those eyes. No way in hell he was going to relive that all again when he had just escaped it. He shook his head. “No, not right now. Anything but that now. I need something to distract me. How’s your training to become the Mammalian Elder going?” He asked, trying to change the subject.

Nex gave him a concerned look before answering.

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By the time Streaker had woken up, his brother and Nex were neck-deep in a conversation about politics. Uhg, boring. He didn’t bother interrupting, knowing they would be too engrossed to even notice him, transformed and went to go find his charges. Surely, the insectoids would have something more interesting than politics to talk about. He scoffed at the thought as he dove through the clouds. Who would willingly talk about that? It was so boring and confusing, all it ever did was give everyone a headache. He sighed heavily as he flew over the forest and allowed the view to rip everything else from his mind. 

His charges were exactly where he thought he would find them. Right by the entrance to their cave already eating their breakfast. They had always been early risers. Said it had something to do with “getting the best grub,” what that had to do with getting up when the sun rises he had no idea. 

“Hey, sprouts,” He said, transforming from a plane back into his bipedal form and landing a few feet away from the two insectoids. “What are the plans for today?”

Shesq shrugged nibbling on an aphid. “Nothing much, just entering the last few lines of code for the suits and repairing the damage from the last attack.”

Skela nodded, shoving the last bites of whatever bug she had managed to capture into her mandibles. Streaker couldn’t be sure of what it was today, she never really stuck to a strict diet, but from what he saw from the air, it looked like she had nabbed a big one today. Somehow, between him spotting the sisters' camp and landing, she had managed to devour the entire thing. It was kind of scary how fast she ate. “We were hoping you and Elder Blue could help us with some of it. A lot of the code got corrupted by the foreigners and we can’t quite remember all of it.”

The mechanoid leaned against a tree and nodded. He had first-hand experience with the code corrupting virus their planet’s attackers had created to try and decommission the tech which protected Mother’s surface. Originally, that had only been he and his brother, but they had spent the last few decades constructing mechanical weapons and suits for the other defenders to use so the virus’s use had spread. Thankfully, they had taught most of the pilots and gunners the ins and outs of their weapon’s programming and mechanics so they didn’t have to travel halfway across the planet every time something broke. The sisters, however, were only sprouts, practically fresh out of the ground, their marks hadn’t even fully come in yet, so it was only logical that they would still need some help. “Yeah, of course. Lo-Fi’s doing something right now, but I can help.” He walked into the cave where two mech suits lay dormant, waiting for their next use. “I’ve got a firewall that we’ve been working on to repel the viruses too.” He climbed up on one of the mechs, straddling its neck so he would have a good hold, opened up an access panel on the back of its head, and typed in a few passwords, opening up the coding. “What are you guys stuck on?”

The gorls, for reference

[squiretilde]

Elf HRT! Month -2: October

I decided to do my own little spin on @ayviedoesthings' Dragon HRT. This oughta be fun.

First (You're here!)/Next

Also, check out other people's takes too!

@kaylasartwork's Bat HRT

@nyxisart's Puppy HRT

@welldrawnfish's Fish HRT

[dimorphodon-x]

Little communications

[cuppajj]

"Once a lowly jelly worm with aspirations beyond anyone's belief, with a bit of magic (and perhaps convincing) it turned into something even stronger... finally, after rigorous training and a bit of dough, it has now achieved its dream and become a - dragon? That's a dragon, right? Whatever he is now, Jelly Dragon(?) Cookie is sure happy to finally have a chance to stick it to the cookies who once laughed at him!" - im being weird on my first crk post kasjhf look i love jelly wormy and i think he deserves to be a dragon... what if he went on a quest and cried so hard at one of the actual dragons that they made him one (air quotes). it was perhaps out of pity but more likely morbid curiosity to see what would happen if a jelly worm of all things got a little taste of power. like giving admin commands to a child on roblox

[amigac0debasic13]

Can you do designs for rocket and big jet from little einsteins like you did for the magic school bus? The design you did was so cool!

Okay I DONT have an excuse as to why this took so long and I had to rewrite this post like. 3 times because tumblr kept crashing. This is a few hours worth of work performed over two days and it took me a MONTH I’m SO SORRY.

Little einsteins isn’t a series I’m attached to as much as I am the magic school bus, but this was fun! I rewatched some episodes to remember what it was like and that is. So surreal. The beeping aliens come for me. I have a few nitpicks about how this came out but I’m going to tell my brain to shut up so I can post this and fix them later. And ALSO I need to do the other ask I haveeee so

Closeups and sketch layers under the cut !

[bambifornia]

Swindle Bakery AU!

Massachusetts, May 13th, 2155.

Swindle finds himself on Earth, nearly inches away from offlining. His entire frame aches, and his processor rings inside his helm. His data tracks can only replay a couple of memories before he slips into stasis mode. Bots chasing him, a shoot-out in an alien bar, him scanning a new alt mode, a ship crashing into the ground...

From there, it all goes black. Swindle didn't come back online until he found a little old lady seated behind the wheel, desperately trying to start the engine.

Swindle paused for a moment. When did this organic find him? What was she trying to do with him?

And when Swindle looked around and saw he was now parked at a car dealership, he wondered how he had managed to get himself there in the first place.

And he was horrified to find out that he didn't remember.

Summary

due to unfortunate circumstances involving a crash-landing and persecution from the Elite Guard, swindle finds himself back on Earth without any memory of how he got there. he's fortunate enough to find a sweet old lady, mabel, who offers him shelter while swindle tries to recollect his memories

during his stay, they both discover the other's talent. swindle nibbles on one of mabel's cookies (because he was damn near starving and couldn't find any energon or oil (and also he has a mod which allows him to digest some organic food, in case he's stranded without fuel)) and quickly becomes obsessed with mabel's baking

mabel, on the other hand, admires swindle for his knack for business. she laments how useful that skill must be and how she doesnt have it; maybe if she was more like swindle, she could save her dying bakery (which is like. 5 dollars away from bankruptcy lol)

the two then decide to strike a deal; swindle shares his expertise in exchange for a roof over his head (and an unlimited supply of treats). from there begins their alliance and they both start to reap the benefits from it in the form of profit.

what they both didn't expect to gain from this partnership, though, is a friendship

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Notes

anyway that's the intro to this silly au !! if u guys wanna know more lemme know. i will be glad to share more of my silly lil ideas with you all

(and before anyone asks, there's a reason why I gave swindle a new form. he scanned a new alt form before slipping into stasis mode)

as always, the ppl who r still here reading this get a extra doodle. this doodle was made very early on, when I planned on making this au as a fic

anyway. that's it. bye bye

[celestite-caroline]

I'm not even gonna sugarcoat it

Rolling Thunder redesign

[dhs-in-disguise]

I hate him sm uwu

Also copious amounts of OC memes under the cut

(This last picture is the OG tweet (obv)) Got inspired by this post from @welcometomybraincomics, go check them out I think they‘re very hilarious

[maydays-medbay]

My sketches from the magma @dimorphodon-x hosted! I had so much fun watching everyone make their art! I'd definitely be down to do something like this again, a thousand times over! (Also, Pike is the hollow knight vessel character! I made him recently, and I might talk about him when I get more info about him fleshed out :>)

[guttercoop]

[transformer-hardlyknowher]

Starscream found them wandering around.

Anyways they did end up joining the fight pit. They are not good at it! (Which is funny because they have bitten off two people's heads!)

[thenamesblurrito]

have some JAAT staff! SNAP might be my brainchild but it's always been deeply enriched by bandying around ideas with friends, and @oldboyjensenhinglemeier has thrown in some absolutely marvelous characters i've finally gotten around to digitizing. (Roadmaster is also her idea!) you might recognize Dis from a prior post

Dispensor Convoy is the best vending machine on Cybertron. literally, he's been alt mode exalted and given the title of Convoy and everything. his cushy Senate job bored him to death, however, and he followed his friend Shockwave to work as cafeteria staff and general friendly nuisance at the JAAT. he may not be as good as the drink-mixing master Maccadam, but he still serves a mean caffEn with a side of piping hot gossip to boot, and only the bravest dare try his near toxic gamer juice. more than anything else, he wants the students, faculty, and Shockwave especially to thrive, and will be throwing the full weight of his social expertise behind this goal. well, except perhaps not for Thunderhoof. irritating the mech he might have once brushed shoulders with in the mob is too fun ;)

Servo followed her boss Roadmaster here after the latter accepted a teaching position in the JAAT. previously a cohost on Roadie's educational nature show Quintessential Creatures, she's now putting those skills to use as a levelheaded and fair teacher's assistant. as a Eukarian borehound beastformer who's already been in the limelight, Servo is well accustomed to people who dismiss or belittle her for being a companion animal, and honestly would sometimes prefer it that way. she's happiest when she can help out, whether that be teaching a class about how insecticons pupate, repairing broken desks with her superb handymech skills, or running a tabletop game for fellow nerdy faculty. even when she fades into the background, her versatility and kindness makes her an invaluable addition to the JAAT, one might even say a universal constant

[that1overthere]

DO YALL FW CHRIS MCFEELY??? (<- @chrismcfeely)

[dimorphodon-x]

Razorwave is a famous Oardivian racer with a striped dolphin altmode. He’s a very competitive and egotistical character who thinks very highly of himself and seems to only care about winning the next race.

[cuppajj]

Finally whipped together a fullbody reference for the Lost Light in my Sentient Lost Light AU!

Lost Light (titan name Astrum Tabula, formerly named Unitrex-1 among others) is a silent observer of the happenings within their walls, as they have been for thousands of years. Originally a titan meant to explore the far reaches of space for early cybertronian kind, they ended up as a vessel of many uses for the crews that would inhabit them over the thousands to millions of years. Their observation of the world around them over the eons has wisened their spark and has made them more understanding and soft than they used to be, and even though they have vowed to remain neutral in all crew affairs, they have always been fond of the little cybertronians that have inhabited them, especially their current ones. Also, they have an impeccable filter.

(Pronouns are they/it, also accepts she/her)

[firehydrant00]

outfits<3