#tf Jumpstart

[deancasforcutie]

no drug could ever hit like the validation of Supernatural repeatedly telling me I'm right across the years. Everything Means Something™

[t4ckie-j4ckie]

considering I mostly do reblogs and never post my own stuff, I figured should post one of my WIPs

featuring my OC Jumpstart + tfp Starscream,,, might make a longpost about Jumpstart eventually idk.

anyway. bye

[planetformer-central]

Yes I have ocs. Its been a heck of a long time, but here's Doctor Hotwire and his son Jumpstart.

[pastelwoolfie]

live reaction of me reading the chapter outline for the fic i wrote after forgetting what i planned:

[ectonuritez]

and if i put all my transformers sketches in one post. how would you stop me.

[ID: Five rough digital sketches of various Transformers characters. Image 1: A headshot of Cheetor from Beast Wars, smiling excitedly. A small cheetah head is in the bottom left corner, sticking its tongue out smugly. Image 2: A sketch of Gonzo, my friend's car, as a Decepticon transport raider. A speech bubble above her reads, "Hold on I gotta wait for bluetooth to connect before we can go to the emergency room (heart emote)." Image 3: EarthSpark Megatron holding Dot Malto in his hands. She is cradling his face in her hands, and the two are smiling tenderly at each other. Image 4: Elena Wallace and Arcee from Rise of the Beasts. Elena is sitting on Arcee's chassis, her hand on Arcee's jaw. The two are looking at each other knowingly. Image 5: Banshee, my Transformers OC, sitting on the floor of a garage. A woman sits in her lap, fixing some inner components in her chest. A speech bubble from her reads, "Hold still." Banshee is blushing profusely, looking anywhere but at the woman. End ID]

[inknteeth35]

I want to open this… but it’s from the 80’s… I don’t want to rip it.

One of my many 19th birthday gifts.

[mzcain27]

Also found out my car is like fully dead so that’s good

[longbeachgp]

im still so pissed for logan

[tizeline]

So after Donnie leaves them, why doesn't Draxum just...kidnap him back?

Like, yeah he'd be upset about it, but he'd be safe. Draxum's got two kids that can jumpstart the whole Stockholm Syndrome thing for him, and Donnie would be away from the humans. His kids have already kidnapped him once. It's HIS kid, tf are the police gonna say?

So here's the thing, they COULD just kidnap Donnie and keep him locked up until he agrees to join them. Buuuut y'know they're kinda in the middle of this whole taking-over-the-world-thing and worrying about keeping Donnie from escaping and/or blowing up their home again would kinda get in the way of that lol

To clarify - Draxum absolutely wants Donnie to join them, but the way he sees it they're not exactly on much of a deadline when it comes to that. If anything he's very concious of the fact that Donnie joinging them would include him having to change his entire view on humanity and Splinter, which would inevitably take A While. Draxum also figures that after yōkai take over the world, Donnie will get to see with his own eyes that the Draxum's strategy of improving the world is obviously the right choice! As such it would be easier to get Donnie to agree with them by showing concrete proof of their superior ideals, as opposed to arguing using only hypotheticals.

Overall, Draxum figures it would be a lot more effective giving Donnie space to let him change his mind in his own time, especially if taking over the world also leads to Donnie joining them, two birds in one stone and all that. Aside from that, Mikey also wants to let Donnie come to terms with the "truth" on his own, and Leo doesn't wanna force Donnie to come home with them because he's salty that Donnie doesn't want to join them. That leaves Raph as the only one supporting the forcefully-saving-Donnie-plan. Raph, being the protective big brother that he is, thinks keeping Donnie safe in a locked room until he changes his mind is a GREAT idea! But yeah no he got outvoted :(

[ebonyslasher]

Hello! Hru? I love ur blog soo muchh♡ may I request human! Reader (from Kagome's world) who's really strong? Like the reader surprised the Inuyasha men (inuyasha, naraku and sesshomaru:> if you're not comfortable with these you can always change!) When a demon tried to attack her & the men tried to save reader but stop when they see her beating the demon up with bare hands or with a weapon she found brutally💀😭 And they just stood there dumbfounded like how tf🧍‍♂️? And when they ask how is she so strong, reader just shrugs and goes like "martial arts?"

Thank you and feel free to use any pronounces! I just wanna read sumn for once that doesn't have weak reader pls I'm so tired 💀💀

Hey anon! Sorry this is so late. I do agree with you on the last part. I'm tired of the weak reader all the time too. People gotta switch it up you know?

Strong ass Human!Reader in the Feudal Era with Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, and Naraku:

Inuyasha:

Reveling in the heroism of saving a nearby village, the group started their journey elsewhere. Trekking through the forest, your rag-tag group ran into a boisterous pig yokai. Who, unfortunately, became smitten with your looks.

"I will have you as my bride. And we can make all the hanyou I want!"

Ew. The initial response was to ignore the pig. There've been many demons who would bother the group. And, after the fight you all came from, you just wanted to make camp. Inuyasha grumbled a quick, "Piss off," as the group passes by.

But, it seemed that the Pig was serious about his stupid claim. He bares his teeth and shoots forward at you, grabbing your legs. World tipping over, your head thumps against a patch of lush grass. How lucky. However, you felt a strong pull on your leg, dragging your body away from your friends.

Hell fuck no! In the midst of the dragging, your bag was in the perfect position to grab easily. With how quickly things happened, Inuyasha jumpstarts to save you. You grab the bulky hammer in your bag, hiding it from view.

The pig yokai guffaws and throws you over his shoulder. "When I see someone worthy of being a bride, it's my right to claim-OOUGH"

One hit to the dome scratched some skin off and left his brain to rattle. "WHAT THE-." The next swing made contact with his cheek, sending sanguine liquid onto the ground. The pig stood there shocked, with blood leaking from his mouth.

He gets angry and charges at you, again. This time, he wouldn't get you. Grounding yourself, you kick him back, which sends him flying back a few feet. Taking charge, you jump and start to gruesomely work on his head with the hammer.

"What da HELL!!! Y/N!!!" Inuyasha yells. He's totally flabbergasted. His eyes and mouth are so wide, it's comical. There's the desire to step in and protect you, but it's so impressed how strong and ferocious those swings were. Inuyasha didn't want to interrupt. It was kind of hot.

Although, Inuyasha is a little peeved that you didn't let him know how strong you were. The way you sent him back with that kick was unexpected. He starts cheering you on.

"Way to go Y/N!" He's standing there smiling with his hands on his hips. Once the beast was knocked out (or dead, who cares). You turn back to head to the group.

"Y/n that was so cool! When the hell did you get so strong?"

"Uhhhh....fighting with my cousins growing up?" You shrugged. "I just want to go lay down, can we hurry up and make camp somewhere?"

Now, he's wondering what type of humans your cousins are.

2. Sesshomaru

This is one of the worst fears you had. Spiders. In your time, you could easily avoid an encounter with one of these wretched creatures. Modern houses and bug repellents helped tremendously. Not going out into nature and definitely NOT living in Australia did too. Since you've traveled back to the feudal era and were forced to interact with nature, your luck has been tested. And it just ran out today.

A fucking spider demon appeared. It was grotesque, smelly, and an abomination. And it was big too. It wanted to attempt to best Lord Sesshomaru in battle. Sesshomaru, of course, refuses. So, the dumb thing tries to shoot webs at you. Thankfully you dodged.

The hate for spiders took over your body. The fear you had compounded on top of that, making you scarier than the demon. It tries to stick its hairy and pointy leg through you, but you were quicker. With desperate and angered bare hands, you tore off its leg.

The spider yokai shouts in pain. Taking advantage of it's pause, you quickly tear off each limb. One by one.

Sesshomaru, in all his glory, stands there and says nothing. Does nothing. It really doesn't look like he's reacting but he is. The Demon Lord is extremely surprised that he's tense. His eyes are wide. Only thing that's slack is his hands.

The dagger in your side pouch begs to be utilized. It's appeased by you yanking it out and stabbing the yokai in one of it's many eyes. The screams, the power, and the needed imagery of you decimating this spider was iconic.

To Sesshomaru, it was obvious you were untrained. The ferocity of your actions cover it well. He's impressed and takes mental note to start training you. Maybe, have you be a little more graceful with your movements.

"This one had no indication of the strength you hold." Sesshomaru states.

".......I just really fucking hate spiders." you sardonically reply.

"...Hn. Noted. This one concurs with your sentiment."

Silently, he is pleased with this discovery. A small smile graces his face after you turn away

3. Naraku

Narakus' lower demons were soooo annoying. Their existence was one that irritated you. Irritating when they sucked dick to Naraku and when they tried to be condescending towards you. Just because you were human. The audacity sent you over the edge.

The edge it sent you over was one close by. One of those things became unruly in your presence. Acting as it was better than you, the ugliness of it all. The decision to put it back in its place was swift and malicious. An example to others who felt the same.

Precise, your hand shoots out to grab the lowly yokai. Chucking it, the demon bashes against a nearby rock. It's body twitches on the ground, confused on what just occurred. Slowly, you walk over. With no urgency or care. It felt like you were Michael Myers in that moment. Once you made it over, you stare before stomping it. One more. And again. Again. Again. AGAIN. AGAIN. Until there was a crater in the dirt it crumpled in.

Naraku, some distance away, observed the scene with shocked eyes, his mouth slightly open. "This human...!"

He is pissed that you hid this information from him. And how did he miss this? He frequently spied on you, sent his wasps when he couldn't make a puppet! But now that he knows....you can be of use for him. You're a bit too....alluring to be considered a lackey, but he needed to have control over you somehow. A sly grin graces his face upon observing the aftermath. The squished gruel of guts and blood staining the ground and your shoes.

He approaches, with a questioning stare. "Y/n...pray tell, how did you aquire this power?"

"Oh, my parents had me do martial arts since I was a kid. Plus, I was angry."

All Naraku can think is how nice it was of your parents to prepare you for him and his deeds.

[smileythefirst]

MORE transformers oc stuff 🧍‍♀️

Look at all those chickens

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My favorites are Afterray and Nitrobot btw

[decepti-thots]

[about anthro planes poll] op these are furries for seekers

do you see my vision am i crazy

well, aeromorphs (which is the usual term used, though i've also seen planesona) are already considered to have at least substantial overlap with the furry fandom, so. (i gather sometimes people argue the degree of overlap, but it's extremely undeniably nonzero!)

the real question is, i'm actually not sure when aeromorphs in their current form as a generally recognisable thing actually cohered. i am now curious as to whether this, chronologically, happened before or after 2005, purely for the purposes of determining whether in idw continuity one could say it is an alternate history in which it got jumpstarted by finding out a bunch of sentient planes were revealed to humanity as Actually Being A Thing. did finding out about the existence of real life planes you can go 'kinda a dilf' about jumpstart the scene in this universe, leading to a much earlier explosion of 'here is my beautiful planesona' and, i am sure, attendant online Discourse or whatever. or did cybertronians find out after the fact that many on our planet in fact were already primed, against their expectations, to go 'kinda a dilf' already. much to consider.

(if anyone with more knowledge than me can chime in on this point, please do. i have to assume there's overlap with the wider tf fandom, surely.)

[blueskiesfillmymind]

DUDE DUDE!!!!!!!!!

I WATCHED IT AND OML.... SO MUCH TO COVER !!!! SPOILERS AHEAD BTW !!

TW: S/A / INCEST !!! DNR IF SENSITIVE!!!

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So part 2 centers around blue's relationship w/ 2 of his abusers [Lavender and Pink]

While pink is a case of abused became abuser, Lavender feels important to talk about first,

With this first memory sequence it shows blue looking through old photos / memories between him and his sister, and lemme just say they're so adorable when they were young--

Blue's lil strand of hair curling into a question mark is both cute and sad because of the amount of gaslighting lav pushed on blue, making him doubt his surroundings and his sister

But aside from wholesome memory lane. Comes these disgusting clips

Lavender is talking about the birds and the bees with her younger and more impressionable brother. And one where she asks him if he's ever jerked off before.. EEUFGHHH--- DISGUSTANG !!!!

Lavender is such a HORRIBLE sister when it comes to how she was in the past and how she is with blue now-- what the actual fuck is wrong with HER?????

I have a small hunch that it was because of lavender's horrid mindset that lead blue growing up to either want a sexual relationship or a small jumpstart at his hypersexuality. I myself had experiences like this but its sensitive 2 me so I'mma not mention em-

Because like- LOOK AT BLUE'S STAR GAZE- he was like "woah... my sister is so cool.." and shit- LIKE NNAHHGSHS

Also also look at the way blue is when he looked back at lavender,, he looked so upset..

and the fact that lavender gave him [I think it's a porn magazine] to help him jerk off is so vile.. like- girl dont talk about these with your own brother.. tf is u on???

And she looks like she was like 17 or 18 in that flashback so henceforth making that scene all the more disgusting..

Overall just super upset with how blue had to deal with such disgusting stuff from his sister..

But now we move on to pink's relationship with blue, which keep in mind either still stays sexual or its just- otherwise eeugh..

Since this episode deals with trauma bonding, blue is now still with pink and lavender, much to my dismay.. however it does show more about pink's relationship with her husband aswell!

Pink had likely opened up about her abuse with blue, since he did ask her about it in the past, now blue sees pink in that victim light [also pink's eyes are rlly pretty in a way,,,]

Seen a theory where with pink's lack of eyes is her "turning a blind eye" from her abuse in her marriage, she focused more on how happy she was during that day instead of trying to think of her abuse, so that's why she likely has her ring painted white instead of showing its true colors,

As much as I do sympathize with pink, she's still sorta iffy in my eyes, I just wish she could improve is all,, character development arc 4 pink maybe???

Anyways- so blue and pink are arguing, it's likely from blue's attraction to lilac, to which pink says "But you're so sexual" to which he's denying it?? It could be where he's saying "I'm a changed man."

But then pink is arguing with "if you make her cry then you'll be dealing with me."

Lilac and pink are likely either really great friends or they've met eachother way back when,, either way !! Pink's willing to sacrifice anything for her best friend and I think that's a pretty cute detail,, I guess??

So then blue blocks her out and walks away from the argument, maybe because of some.. disagreements or with blue being fed up with the fight? Either way he puts the glasses back on after it

A commenter said that with blue's glasses it's his way of thinking that pink still likes him, or whatever else the heart glasses mean,

lilac ends up getting fired because of purple.. for whatever reason? Does that make purple the department's boss or- idk what it means really,,but like- yuck.

Now purple is beginning to groom blue, And with clips of purple talking with lavender her tie is slowly turning blue aswell-... I swear if I see purple its ON SIGHT. ON EFFIN SIGHT. I WANT THAT BITCH DEAD.

Overall baby hotline 2 was very uhm... something- which makes this series all the more like- mind boggling because like holy crap the lore is making me go feral,,

Loved how pink was shown and I love how everyone else was portrayed, either way! That's it for my long rant, if you need me. I'm gonna be cuddling w/ blue and comforting him <3

[dramamelon]

Preview Time is HERE!

To be posted to AO3 in this year's @tf-bigbang come the 22nd - 24th of September, a mere two weeks away, a fic I've wanted to write since MTMTE #52 dropped. (So, it's only been simmering on the back burner, oh, just shy of seven and a half years.)

Fix-it fic? Yup. Fix-it fic. (And it's a long one.) Drawing on the various ways Cybertronians have come back from what should have been death or things that should have caused it, I couldn't leave the little opening that left room for resurrecting Kaon alone. 😭💜 Take a spark not quite gone dark, a lump of Sentio Metallico, and a medic willing to do whatever is necessary.... Just another day on the Lost Light, right?

My artist collaborator is @flayyr (a great hand at helping design Kaon's new frame!) and the result is absolutely fantastic! (I'll reblog when a preview is available. 🥺✨💖✨)

I'll shut up now and let y'all get to the actual preview part. 😁

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"The way he was done so wrong by Tarn, though…. I couldn't just leave him to fade when I found his spark still glowing."

The expression on Anode's face twisted from judgemental toward thoughtful. Her hold on Kaon gentled, the speculative hand on Kaon's chin tilting his face into a better position to see it. "He'll hold memories in his spark, if he retains any at all," she said. "There's no telling if he'll ever have access to them if they do exist."

"I know," Nickel replied, nodding. "The texts did mention that." When his armor started to flood with color, taking on the iron rust red and shining brass he'd worn before going gray, she clutched both his newly darkened hands tight and held them over her spark.

"He more than likely will never be the mech you remember." This time it was Lug, moved closer behind her with comfort in her field. "I only got my memories back because of Anode having so many to jumpstart them."

Nickel's spark quailed at the thought that Kaon wouldn't remember at least her. However, if he didn't remember anything from his previous life…. "Maybe that would be for the better," she admitted, reaching out with a hand again to pet his slack cheek. "If he doesn't know who he was, he can be someone else without all those terrible things to weigh him down."

Then, it happened. A slim, glowing line of amber gold escaped the edges of optical shutters just beginning to part. Nickel cycled her optics and grabbed hold of his hands again. That was not Decepticon red.

"Hello," she greeted the newly awakened mech, keeping her voice low. "Are you awake, sweetspark?"

Those shutters slowly blinked open, revealing innocent golden optics in full. The irises cycled as the sparkling that was Kaon turned his hazy, newspark optics on Nickel. A tickle of the faintest static danced over the spires on his shoulders. "I am?" he said, so very obviously unsure of himself. "Awake, yes. I am." He tilted his helm a little, much like a photovoltaic kitten as Anode let her hand fall away. "Who are you?"

Nickel did her best not to be disappointed. She'd been warned to expect it, after all. "My name is Nickel. I'm a medic. And your caretaker." She nodded to Anode. "That is Anode and behind me is Lug. They're friends."

Kaon blinked, the golden light of his optics brightening and his narrow frame sitting up straighter under his own power. "Nickel," he repeated, then turned his helm one at a time to the others. "Anode. Lug." His mouth stretched wide in a smile Nickel had only seen him wear when interacting with the Pet, the set of wings on his back narrow and swept upward, fluttering and exuding a rising happiness. It was matched by jubilant swirls in his unhindered field, something Nickel could only suspect lay in the very newness of his return. "Hello, Nickel, Anode, and Lug. I'm Amp."

[ashdoesfandomarchieved]

1, 17, and 27 for the writer ask ☺️

OMG THANK YOU 🥺I hope this was for AOT bc that's what I'm writing for atm hehe.

the last sentence you wrote

He let his nose curl into the soft fabric for a moment, deeply inhaling the lovely scent, before he quickly tied it around his neck.

talk about your writing and editing process

I have two writing processes: a) free write. I have a scene or concept in mind and I'm trying to reach it, but I haven't planned a single thing out (this is usually for one shots). Or b) I make a checklist of scenes I want to see in a specific order (usually following a three act structure or something similar) and as I write each scene I check boxes off the checklist. Both of them are fairly loose and give me a ton of freedom to do whatever tf I want lol.

My editing processes sometimes happens before I'm even done with the fic. If I start getting writers block, sometimes I'll go back through what I've written and start editing. Sometimes it jumpstarts the next new part. The other editing process that I use when the entire fic is done isn't very complicated tbh, I'm just going through and grabbing spelling errors, making sentences more coherent, etc.

your favorite part of the writing process

I like editing a lot, but tbh the feeling I get when I start the first page with a fresh idea and everything starts flowing? Chef's kiss. I like the first draft the most. Even more than the outlining and editing and posting.

Thank you for the ask!! 💖💖

[zeydaan-isabella]

Workout Routine (Vanquish Soul Pantera TF)

Commission for Vinomath with a story by them, too!

It was finally done, my very own personal gym in my garage. It was the first step in taking control of my fitness, and the next would be actually creating a routine. I had downloaded one online, meant to be for beginners looking for a bit of a jumpstart in their fitness journey. While I've exercised before, I never followed the instructions of a trainer nor had a structured setup. That was changing today though. I dressed in my workout attire, a pair of black sweatpants and a matching black sweater with a black undershirt. Ready to start it, I put it on over the speakers, taking a quick swig of a sports drink - ready to kick things off.  "Welcome to your new workout obsession. By the time it's over, you'll be ready for any fight." the female voice said. "To begin, we're going to be doing some stretches. We'll start with our legs, simply take a step forward and try to touch the tip of your toes."  The instruction was simple enough, and I did exactly that. I moved my foot in front of me, bending over as I felt my back and arms feel the tension of the stretch. It was strange, it felt...almost easier than it should have. Before I was only at most able to make it down to my foreleg. However, as I stretched, it was as if my arm had become longer than before because now I was able to touch the tip of my toes with it. Maybe over the years, I had just gotten more flexible?  Even my back felt a bit odd like a part of it was missing. It was like the back of my shirt and hoodie felt looser, almost concavely so. I didn't think much of it, as it wasn't enough to stop the exercise for. Just seemed more like something to deal with after. Perhaps I just put on an old outfit that was bigger than my current size.  "Alright, stretch time is over. Next, we're going to be getting some cardio going. You will jog in place for five minutes before we move on to the next stage. Don't over-exert yourself, keep a slow tempo."  I nod my head and do just that. Lifting up my legs off the ground so my knee reached to my stomach getting a good size of step going as I did so. As I did, it seemed to get progressively easier just like the stretching was. In fact, even the floor seemed to be farther down now. Were my measurements wrong when I made the room? I was average size but I felt much taller in here. Even my legs felt easier to lift as if they were lighter. Looking down, perhaps my eyes were deceiving me but it even looked like they were...curvier? The calves and thighs seemed more protruded than before, maybe the muscles were being worked out so they looked more swollen during the workout? Yes, that must be it.  "Excellent work, let's keep it up. We're going to be working on the glutes now. We're doing ten reps of squats. Feel the burn!"  I stop jogging and start crouching down, holding my arms out as I push down and bringing them back when I stand up straight yet again. Each squat felt like there was more weight there to bring up and down - as if my rear end itself was bigger. It even seemed like it was pressing against the back of my pants a bit more. Not only that, I felt like my hips were straining against the pants as well. I dismissed it as simply being from the exercise, strange as it was. A quick peek down made it look like they were larger, just as the length of my legs appeared longer and curvier.  That wasn't the only pulling on my backside, the pain from the workout even applied to my spine. The base of it felt like it was on fire, though it also felt like something was growing out from there. I felt something come out from the top of my pants, and continue to extend as it touched the air of the room. This was enough to get me to stop and look backward, noticing that an orange-furred tail with a brown tip and spots was now at my backside.  "Do not be distracted, every moment you pause your workout is another moment you waste both of our time." the woman's voice suddenly said. "If you keep it up, I'll have to get someone else to take over your regimen."  I was in disbelief at what I just heard, how could a recording know that? "W-what are you talking about?" I asked, unsure if the voice would respond.  "What's your name?" the voice simply answered back.  I was going to nervously respond, but...what was my name? Something with a J? A V? It's my name, why couldn't I remember it!?"  "For every second you're not exercising, more of your mind will drip away, no better motivator than stakes." the voice said with eerie confidence. "Now then, you still have more reps left."  "I can't exercise when I don't know my name and I don't have a hole for my tail!" I retort. Why did it sound so...wrong? I've always had a tail...right? It was weird because I couldn't remember my name, that's it!"  "Three reps to go."  Defeated, I go back to the squats as I try to sort out my mind. I searched desperately inside to try and remember what was forgotten and yet...nothing. Try as I might it was like a locked door without a key in my head. "Alright, let's bring things back down to the ground." the voice said. "Get down on your hands and feet, it's time for pushups. Like the squats, we'll be doing ten reps of them.  Not wanting to see what else would happen, I listened to the instructions. I start pushing my chest low to the ground and bringing it back up to make a straight back. With each pushup, my chest seemed to get closer to the ground. Not only that, but it seemed...separated. Like two separate mounds of mass had grown onto them, protruding out of my chest. During one of the pushups, my posture wasn't right, and I slipped and fell right on my front. Here, I felt my chest press against the ground in a way I never felt before. I quickly turn over, feeling the mass sway drastically with it without proper support underneath my top. Lo and behold, at my chest, there were breasts! I had boobs!  And I...always had them? People don't just grow mammaries...right? That sounded right and yet, they felt so foreign on my chest. Was it related to my lack of name? Did I also forget about the breasts resting on my chest and the curves that felt off earlier? It was hard to figure out what was wrong or right, but my thoughts were interrupted when the next step came from the "recording."  "We're sticking back to the ground because now it's sit-up time! Get that core worked out!"  I knew the recording was doing something to me, and I should be worried about not doing what it said, so I lay back down on my back and started doing the next exercise step. I did feel the burn at the lower part of my torso, a building sensation forming there. Though I struggled at first, it was getting progressively easier, the abs forming on my body showed that the exercise was paying off. With each sit-up, more of the strange feelings around the lower half remained. Just like what happened at my back was felt at the sides around where my navel was located. The hoodie and shirt were both feeling...oversized? I had been exercising more lately, maybe the size of it was just too big now and I'd need to invest in another. I didn't let it bother me too much as I managed to work through this part without getting distracted or stopping.  "We're close to the end, let's start winding down." the voice said. "Let's loosen the neck, just simply roll your head along your shoulders in a circular motion, that'll help your neck and shoulders to wind down."  All of this still felt wrong, but without a way to figure out what exactly that was, I figured I better simply follow the directions and do what the voice told me to do. My ears twitched as I did, becoming more apparent with each second. It wasn't just that, but even my hearing felt stronger. My ears weren't just more emotive, but they also felt larger with each flick of them. I even felt an itchy feeling down the back of my neck, something trickling along down it. It was almost as if my hair was gently being pulled, extending and when I rolled my head I found much more hair falling into my face. And were those...yellow streaks in it? I didn't remember ever dying my hair once but...maybe I did when I was younger? Just simply forgot about it and it stayed there? There were even shades of purple in it that I noticed as the hair fell into my line of sight.  "And last one" the voice chimed in. "Hold up one leg as high as you can. Keep your other foot on the ground and don't move it."  With new instructions, I stop, brushing the hair out of my face. I grab the bottom of my leg, hoisting it up. The stretching hurt at first, but that subsided as the pressure at the nether regions was loosening. In fact, the front of my pants felt a lot more open. I was channeling my energy though to focus on getting the pose.  None of this was right, it was all wrong. I wasn't a girl, my hair wasn't supposed to be this long. A brief moment of my proper mind came, almost coming close to remembering my name and then -  Nothing. My mind was dulled, and I was staring ahead with a blank expression on my face. Remembering anything, forming any kind of proper thought became impossible. I... The man-turned-woman's body hair multiplied on her body, of which matched the color of the fur on her new tail. And like that, the fur pattern was the same. Primarily orange with a lighter side on the underside of her arms and down her neck and face. Black, splotchy markings formed with a darker shade of orange fur on the inside of them. Her feet grew longer, the toenails sharpening and turning black as they contorted into claws. Her toes even lost a digit of toes to only leave four behind, a growth forming at the ball of the foot, heel, and under each digit as a purple paw pad found themselves on her new paws.  Her hair had gone from black to a lighter shade of it with streaks of purple and yellow in it, the bangs elongating and more of it falling onto her face while others fell to the side. Her face pushed outward, becoming a short snout while her nose shifted into a triangular shape whilst turning a black color. The woman's teeth grew a bit longer, the shape of them a bit sharper. White fluff formed inside of her ears, sticking out more definitely through her hair. Her eyelashes became both longer and thicker, the edges of her eyes becoming a bit more pointed. The man was a human no more, but a jaguar woman.  Her outfit altered greatly as well. The front of her shoes melted away, leaving only a small piece of fabric between her furthest left digit and the next one over on each paw. The shoes grew up her legs, turning white with black laces going across the front as it went up to just below her knees. Around her knees themselves, a black kneepad formed with a flame decal ending in a red gem at the center. As for the rest of the new jaguar's sweatpants, most of them shrank upward to her thighs. The coloration of them turned an olive green color. The underside of the thighs would have a hole in them to allow much more flexible movements with black straps across the waist and under the crotch. More straps formed across the chest, along with a golden belt with a leaf-like pattern across the waist.  The hoodie would lose the front while the back would go through a much more drastic change. It grew downward, not stopping until it reached just above the ground while now just hanging off of one of her shoulders. The hood itself turned into white fluff, with that same white fluff forming at the bottom of the new velvet red cape. Around her neck, a black choker materialized while a shark-tooth necklace formed a bit lower with a large gem that rested in her bosom. The jaguar's undershirt rode up his stomach, revealing her abs to the world as the front formed into two cups that held and supported her breasts. Only straps remained of the former shirt's sleeves that hung on her shoulders along with one across the back, turning a similar olive green color to the spandex around her legs as it became a sports bra.  On her shoulder, a bronze skull formed, of which was what her cape was connected to. More accessories formed on her head, with her ears suddenly becoming pierced as two earrings formed in her left ear. Lastly, a headband formed at the top of her head of which had two gray horns, one slightly longer than the other. The daze slowly left her eyes, as her mind came back to.  She ceased holding up her leg with her hand, instead holding both of her arms out and keeping her leg up in a ready-to-kick stance. She gave a few kicks into the air, jumping onto her other leg and doing the same. She practiced multiple kicks, making sure that her balance was still perfect. Her fighting style had her relying on the legs she had been gifted, able to act swiftly and evade attacks while delivering devastating blows with them.  "Excellent work Pantera." the recording said, a small "click" being heard as it turned off.  "That it is. I need to get a punching bag, or I guess in my case kicking bag hung up here." she said to herself as she brought her leg down and stretched out after a well-done workout. "I still got it, have to keep my form up to snuff if I want to do well at the Vanquish Soul Tournament. I'm ready to stake my soul!" Pantera said grandly, the jaguar ready to do whatever it took to win. She was agile and strong - and despite her smaller stature compared to the likes of her dragon rival Caesar Valius, she was able to use that to her advantage - so long as she was able to avoid one of their powerful blows. She was going to win the tournament this year, and her vigorous training was just how she was going to!  "Rest time, but I think I'm ready to go without that recording lifeboat." Pantera said to herself. "I'll give it to a thrift shop later, someone else can use it. I found my perfect routine - and it's what's going to win me the tournament! I'm getting a new championship belt for my trophy room!" she said, delivering a kick to the air and striking her signature pose, one leg up to her chest ready to deliver a fierce swing.