#transformer adoptable

[d16megatron]

My first batch of Transformers Adoptables! These are done in my mimicry style of Transformers One, but that does not have to be the continuity you use them for. Hell, you don’t even have to keep them as a Transformer if you just want a mecha oc. They are simply sillies for whatever world you want to explore.

Let’s go ahead and get the general terms/guidelines down!

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■ All price units are in US Dollars. 

■ First Come, First Serve Rules apply. There will be no slot holding. I will actively keep statuses updated for if a character is in processing to be sold.

■ After you’ve DMd me, I will link you to the slot's Ko-Fi for you to make your purchase! You'll get an un-watermarked image of the character, as well as an image of them with a transparent background when you complete the payment.

■ Details such as name, height, gender, and alignment are completely up to you!

■ You are more than welcome to make changes to pieces of the design. Once you purchase them, they are yours to mess with! I do not design characters solely based on faction (Decepticon, Autobot, etc.), so anything goes.

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ADOPT 1: CLOSED.

> Alt Mode: Mail Truck.

ADOPT 2: CLOSED.

> Alt Mode: Cybertronian Jet.

ADOPT 3: CLOSED.

> Alt Mode: Cybertronian Motorcycle.

ADOPT 4: OPEN.

> Alt Mode: Horned Beetle.

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Shoot me a DM here if you are interested! Thank you so much for your time. Reblogs are graciously appreciated! <3

[zorangezest]

custody battle

aka I really reeeealllyyy like the dynamic that @crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington gave soundwave and bee. they are adopted father adopted son they adopted each other

[littledemo0n]

Canon event

[zeropro]

Any headcanons for rumble and frenzy? Or others of Soundwave’s cassettes?

HC: Ravage was a gladiator alongside Megatron back before the war. Ravage is Soundwave's dad mentor, not the other way around.

[compaculaaa]

Showing off the babies ✨

[twstyuna]

Intrusive thought

Maybe epilogue to this lol.

[peace-hunter]

I need to know what the thirteen’s reaction was to first seeing Bumblebee I bet they where like he is definitely our new nephew because Optimus is basically his dad no matter the continuity

they love him dearly <33 and optimus is not above using this to his advantage <333

haunted au

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Some Bumblebee and mother Ratchet :)

I dont know if that's the artstyle but is Ratchet crying?? That's kinda sweet if he is 😭

Here's some G1 shots where it's just them cause I'm a sucker for these 3

[acidsplashes]

@keferon may i propose

in-game dog adoption

which later turns into Real Life Dog adoption

also:

[thecocodrille]

I have to draw all the dads and they new force adopt traumatized kids

[silverior968]

Mortifying! Transformers equivalent of nearly 30yo man forced to third wheel his parents

[Image ID: A digital drawing of RiD15 Ratchet, Optimus and Bumblebee. Optimus and Ratchet are holding hands with Optimus smiling gently and Ratchet either talking or laughing. Bumblebee is walking next to them, looking bored. The background is mostly white, except for a patch of grassy dirt defined under their feet. The artist's signature, Silverior968 is overlayed over the image in green. / End ID]

[tending-the-hearth]

*stares at jack darby and miko nakadai and raf esquivel and charlie watson and noah diaz and kris diaz*

[sjincer]

Soundwave striking the most basic pose because now I’m learning how to draw him as well

[keferon]

May I ask what were the best transformers media you ever saw/read?

Well Transformers Prime, Transformers 1986 and IDW comics are having the first place that’s for sure

And then the second place is kind of shared by Fall of Cybertron, Exodus, Prime wars trilogy, Robots in disguise(2001) and Transformers One.

The third place goes to G1, Animated, Earthspark, Armada, War for Cybertron Netflix series, Aligned Robots in disguise, Bumblebee, Rise of the Beasts and Cyberverse because I only liked some little parts of them.

And then I also saw some of the Bay movies, Victory and Headmasters and didn’t like them at all.

Separate first place for J-Decker. It is not exactly Transformers but it is a show about giant robots and I loved it

[traumawhomst]

Dragon Dad

You didn’t believe him at first. It’s insane actually, to wake up dragon’s lair and be told that with time you’ll be one too. You’d known that they did exist, but you lived in a small town and there wasn’t much gold to take. Dragons were problems of Nobles and Kings, not you.

He was talking and you couldn’t hear it over the ringing in your ears. You felt like yourself, and from what you could see, nothing looked different than the day before. You keep running your tongue against your teeth, finding a very small sense of comfort in their bluntness.

You snapped out of it when he realized he was asking you some question, holding two equally expensive sets of clothes both made of golden fabric and as far as you could tell we’re almost identical except for the way they were fitted. You opened your mouth to say (scream) something at him when you realized that you recognized his face.

He stood at solid seven feet, ocean green and blue scales that covered his cheeks traveling down his neck and from what you could see went down his limbs and stopped at the back of his hands. Every scale the size of your pinky nail. Behind him was a scaled and spiked tail that swayed back and forth like a cat. His eyes were the same blue green of when you first met, now his pupils vertical slits like a snake. Dark blue hair swept up in a lopsided half up, half down style.

“I know darling, rather stunning isn’t it? Much better than my human form,” he said jutting his chin up as his chest puffed out a bit.

He had seemed odd when you met him a few days ago. Same eyes but with round pupils, no scales or tail and black hair instead of the blue it was now. He’d been strolling around the town at night and had assumed at first he was a thief or a burglar.

That notion quickly disappeared when he came closer and you saw the ridiculous outfit he was wearing. He wore a black silk shirt, and what you thought was cotton but unsure, black pants with golden embroidery that ran up and down both the shirt and pants in a seemingly seamless pattern.

He didn’t seem to notice your unimpressed look, as he asked in an accent you’ve never heard before, if he was in the right village. He was in fact looking for one more than a weeks’ walk away.

He didn’t seem annoyed to be in the wrong place, only giving a good natured sigh. “Well thank you,” he said, with a slight bow, before starting to turn away.

“You should change your clothes,” you said eyes skyward. When he turned back to you with a curious look on his face, you explained, “You’re going to be a target if you wear clothes that expensive,” you said explaining it like you would a toddler. “It’s not safe.”

He pouted slightly, “I thought these were sufficiently subdued,” and your brain thought of the most gaudy outfits known to man. But then he smiled, “Thank you for the concern though,” and the smile spread across his face and in the low light of the dusk you could’ve sworn his teeth weren’t quite right. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a stray gold coin handing it to you on a flat palm. “A more, worldly way to show my thanks.”

Maybe it was the intensity in his eyes as he stood still waiting for you to take it. A small greedy part of you wanted to take it without thought, hungry to spend it. But a wiser part of you could see the trouble it’d bring. It was a small town and everyone would know you had it soon enough. The headache that would be the envy, the questions, the accusations, not to mention every half rate thief would try and steal it. No you didn’t need any of that.

“No need for that,” you said trying to sound polite as you took a step back. “Just some friendly advice, you have no debt with me.”

Something flashed in his face, a cool look of appraisal, before the smile came back, smaller than before but genuine as far as you could tell. “Most wouldn’t make that choice,” he said sliding the coin back in his pocket.

“Maybe you need to meet more people then,” you said dryly and to your surprise he actually laughed.

“Most probably true,” he looked you over once more before saying, “is there something else you’d prefer?”

You refused him again, he clicked his teeth rolling his eyes. “As you wish,” he said.

Three nights later you woke to screaming and thick black smoke. You’d ran out to your small chicken coop without thinking, listening to them screech in terror. You opened it without much thought and they all ran from the fire. Something was probably going to eat them but you’d rather that than a slow death of fire and smoke.

The smoke was so thick you couldn’t see more than an arms length away, as you covered your mouth, hoping to find help or survivors. You screamed as something with claws grabbed the back of your shirt and yanked you backwards out of the smoke and you couldn’t stop yourself from falling on your ass when he let go.

Your eyes burned and stung making it hard to see with no help to your lungs gasping for clear air, as you coughed tears streaming down your face.

Behind you was a low rumbling noise, and the last thing you remembered seeing behind squinted eyes was a dark mass maybe 50 times bigger than yourself.

You’d woken up here, in a dragon’s lair, expected to be eaten. Only to realize that the monster who burned down your village was the same one who was offering you clothes.

“You!” You said trying to get to your feet only to fall back down on what you realized was a small mountain of pillows. “You killed them!”

“Don’t work yourself up darling, it wasn’t everyone, just a little more than half,” he said tossing the clothes to the side coming closer to you. “I promise in a fifty years you won’t even remember their names.”

You flopped to your side trying to pull away from him, but he doesn’t even seem to notice as he pulls you towards him as he kneels down on the pile. “I should have known you’d try and be a hero,” he said petting your hair. a soft smile on his face, he gently tapped your nose. “I was planning on making it a special occasion, but then you ran into the smoke head first and your poor human lungs were in such distress that I had to give you the potion right then. You weren’t even awake to see it,” he said sticking out his lower lip just a bit. “It took fifty years to make it and you never even saw it.”

As your mind spun connecting the dots he picked you up under the armpits facing away from him like a child with a puppy. “It’s alright, it just means I get to see you in your true former sooner,” he said petting your hair again. “You’ll understand, I had to cover my tracks darling.”

“Why?” You asked your voice breaking on the single word.

He smoothed down your hair putting his chin on top of your head. “The minute our brethren hear that there’s a hatchling, I’ll be dealing with every single dragon this side of the world. And in a century probably the other half. No one will notice you’re gone, no one who saw me there remains, and so no one will ever know why it happened. They’ll write it off as doing what we do. But before I have to share, I’m getting at least a decade with you first.”

You squirmed in his arms and with a sigh he let you go, watching you fall back into the pillows. “I’m not a dragon,” you said voice hoarse.

“You probably don’t feel very much like one at the moment, but I assure you, by the end of the year, you’ll be as much of a dragon as me, well, a much younger version of me,” he said with a wide smile, he reached out to touch you again. “I can’t wait to see what color your scales are going to be.”

[nelkcats]

Quacked up

Danny never thought that Desiree was serious on her threats, or at least the threats that had to do with "turning him into a duck and abandoning him in another dimension."

But it seems that even ghost genies had their limits, because the third time he "ruined her plans," she made good on her threat. Danny wasn't worried about Amity, Team Phantom could take care of that just fine.

He was more concerned about his webbed feet and duckbill. Plus the fact that he showed up in the middle of a warehouse occupied by mobsters, although the supposed mobsters were more involved in trying to catch him (were his ears wrong or had he heard an "aww"?) than killing him. One of them even named him "Duck Hood."

Jason didn't know how to feel watching all his employees chase a duck. It was a weird duck, with glowing green eyes (was it possible for a duck to dive into the pits??), and he was sure he saw it float by at some point, but at least his "lair" was a little more lively.

He wondered if he should give it to Damian or keep it.