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thewiglesswonder · 10 months
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bambifornia · 1 month
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rewatching tfa and can anyone explain why nanosec is so fucking colossal. look at him compared to slo-mo. what the fuck did his mama feed him?
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aeonmagnus · 2 years
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Transformers Animated test footage.
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turbineface · 18 days
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u guise will NEVER guess who my favorite tfa characters are!!!! its IMPOSSIBLE
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also drops this vile CREATURE then EXPLODES AND DIES
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also i wouldn’t be able to at all easily find a previous reblog of this pic but
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certainly knowing that rick moranis had seen bmc clearly and timingwise it was like, okay probably one of the later shows, but learning via joe iconis carrie the musical interview that went on a lsoh tangent that it was a Surprise Visit on the Closing Performance actually apparently, which is news to me
#bmc#will roland#joe iconis#also only just now properly absorbing like wow similar glasses. wow many similar things actually lol#will roland struggling to graciously accept that he isn't getting his In Over His Head New Young Dad role once again#b/c it's Rick Moranis Is Your Father casting time now lol....#surprise Factoids towards the end of the podcast interview lol like oh hey i sure remember that pic#didn't know it was a Last Show Surprise#don't think i learned too much otherwise (listened to that whole podcast series abt carrie the musical already; for one)#like there were def some fun facts in there.#said if he could get his hands on adapting any sking property it'd be IT the (unwieldy) musical. but i think he's said that before#at least on twitter lol...parentheticals are my own. said it'd have to be 6 hrs & egregiously expensive b/c of that + child actors#can't argue with that or that it'd be the best Theatrical Candidate. endlessly fascinating how it shook out like hey whoa...#stephe has characters? stumbled into [adults who are friends] b/c [reasons that'd take up 5 tags]?#stumbled into [story that doesn't have a ''was that fucked up or what? plus everyone's dead'' ending] b/c [reasons that'd take up 5 tags]?#it's more likely than you think; dad! More Likely Than You Think!#there's a real sitcom dad sort of role for you. pov character post the events of the jaunt#comically struggling to raise your Beyond Eternal son who's also technically just [exactly the age he was 5 nanosec ago. plus the 5 nsec]#parents today don't know what it's like for your consciousness to be separated from any reference point or semblence of reality#and to exist in that state for what is Longer Than You Think and which you already think is like experiencing eternity#and yet also have an ending so as to be jaunted out the other side as your ancient being in your whatever teen son's body going ballistic#the jaunt son's first day of senior year and larry murphy is like what? he doesn't listen#ever since our son was unfathomably extricated from any realm of the human experience for an incomprehensibly infinite span of time....#well; we all needed it for something. this au / riff is really getting out of hand lmfao#not as though i didn't report how [cujo discussion where the marriage improves in the end at least over shared grief] immediately kicked my#brain into Oh No Lmao. Deh mode lol
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around-your-throat · 1 year
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how do people vent bro that shit's embarrassing as hell
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roboromantic · 5 months
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gritsandbrits · 2 years
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Honestly i like the human villains in animated they don't need to be complex to be good.
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4junhao · 1 year
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220722 Music Bank commute // Credit: nanosec_jay
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thewiglesswonder · 2 years
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The more I think about it, the more I realize that you can fit all of Detroit’s human supervillains into three categories: STEM people, history nerds, and guys who like to go fast.
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Meltdown is a chemist with a stunning disregard for personal protective equipment, Headmaster is a robotics “whiz kid” who designed and built the functioning Unit, and Professor Princess apparently has a PhD and designed her own tech.
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Slo-Mo has the mannerisms of a 40’s gun moll, and Angry Archer is… the Angry Archer, both aesthetics being extremely outdated in futuristic Detroit.
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Nanosec does high-speed chases, and Master Disaster orchestrates high-speed races.
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natfc9tra · 2 years
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turbineface · 29 days
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sneezes really aggressively WHOOPS dropped ALL MY DOODLES oh NO dropped my DOODLEMABOBS oh NOOOO
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me vs not drawing every character in the same pose challenge (so impossible i actually DIE IMMEDIATELY)
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did not particularly like that prometheus thang when i first colored it but ideekay... its not so bad....
SORREY FOR GIGANTIC POST I JUST HAVE A LOT ON ME BRAIN!!!!!!!!!
and umm...
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ONLY FOR THE REAL GS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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mouseywrites · 6 months
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Hello, Shockwave-Loving Anonymous here 😎. A fic or headcanon is fine (although fic is preferred), but could you write something for a scientist insert being super fascinated by Shockwave? Like, they're fixating on his alien qualities and rambling about how unique he is and how complex and advanced his species are. Maybe.. Shockwave can't help but be flattered in a completely logical and totally non-romantic way 😉? [TFP btw]
Fascinations - Shockwave X Reader
Warnings: None
Word Count: 450
In the walls of his laboratory, Shockwave busied himself by sorting through tools for his latest project. He worked diligently and swiftly, fixating his attention on the job at hand. However, on the large counter, a human sat near him. 
Shockwave was a reclusive mech. Although he was alone on Cybertron for many, many cycles, it never bothered him. He was very accustomed to the lifestyle. 
However, he didn’t mind the human’s presence. No, not really. At least, not anymore. They weren't an ordinary human, but rather a scientist like Shockwave himself, meant to aid him whenever necessary during his methodical endeavors. 
But they weren’t easily silenced. They talked endlessly, rambling on about subjects regarding Cybertronians themselves. More specifically? Him. 
On the edge of the table, they kicked their legs back and forth. They smiled, bouncing and lifting their tiny fingers to further emphasize their words. 
“I mean, you’re a robot! Well, at least, by human standards. On my planet, robots sometimes need human aid in order to gain intelligence, but you guys don’t! You have your very own unique biological system. Actual living metal! CNA! Every Cybertronian is different!”
They laughed.
“You’re giant and mechanical, possessing advanced knowledge of the universe around us. Waaay more than what humans could even dream of exploring, let alone processing! Not to mention the superior technology you guys operate!”
They sighed, smiling at the mech. 
“That’s just. Wow! You know?”
Shockwave nodded. For the most part, he remained quiet, only correcting them when it was required. They were an inquisitive creature, lacking extreme intelligence but still very much intrigued by his kind. In an odd way, Shockwave found their reactions interesting himself. 
Pleased, the human continued.
“And you! You’re just…so smart. A scientist! Just like me! Sure, you only got one eye, but that doesn’t inhibit your functioning in any way. You research, you experiment, and you create…” They smirked at him, pointing at the top of his helm. “Ah! And your antennae! They move when you display emotion, don’t they?” 
Shockwave paused, looking at them and surveying them closely.
“The correct term is finials.”
There was a brief beat of silence. Slowly, the human nodded in understanding. Before they rambled even more, however, they stopped. All of the sudden, their smile vanished and their shoulders dropped.
“I’m sorry. I…spoke too much, didn’t I? I can stop now, if you want me to.” 
Shockwave observed them, noting their somber expression and unmoving limbs. For a nanosec, he thought to himself. His finials twitched as a strange tingling sensation flickered inside his chassis.
“No.” He set his tools down to the side, directing his focus onto them. “It would be most…logical if you proceed.” 
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magicalmousey · 1 month
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❓+❤️‍🩹 for Tfp Starscream!! -<3
❓ - "Is this what you want?"
❤️‍🩹 - Healing.
Ask Game
Solace
Warnings: Mentions of Trauma
Word Count: 582
In the berthroom, Starscream stirred from his half-stasis nap to the sound of a faint, meek cry. It was short but painful, something he came to recognize instantly. His wings twitched behind him as he blinked open his ruby optics, focusing on the girl who wept and shuddered on his chest. Her tummy was pressed to his plating, and her head was lowered. Sensing a familiar pattern, the mech straightened himself and gently stroked the back of her striped, pink nightshirt with a claw.
“Now, now, Little Mouse,” he said above her cries. “There is no need to fret. I’m here.”
He held a steady tone of voice, not wanting to worsen her episode. Using the point of his claw, he lifted her chin. Finally, he could see her luminous, green eyes. He frowned at her, empathizing with her anxiety.
“Was it…another nightmare?” 
Jayce sniffled and nodded, allowing his servos to grab her in a soft and tender hold. Starscream cupped her tiny body in his claws, never squeezing or tightening. Tears streamed down Jayce’s cheeks as she attempted to keep her voice at a pitiful whisper.
“It was…Megatron. Again.”
Starscream paused, gritting his denta.
“The branding?”
A mark of loyalty. Thanks to Primus, the insignia was erased from her lower back, but she still felt the burn. 
Jayce glanced away from him, her red hair falling across her face.
“And…other things.”
For a moment, Starscream went quiet, not entirely sure if he should press her for more information. From what he learned of Jayce, she was incredibly stubborn and tenacious. She was a fighter, and she never surrendered. At first, Starscream hated it. Eventually, however, he grew accustomed to it and even admired it. 
Nonetheless, her previous position as an ally to the Decepticons often left her nervous and vulnerable. It wasn’t her fault. Unlike the Decepticons themselves, she never asked for it. And Starscream felt terrible. After all, Megatron wasn’t the only one who played a part in her trauma. 
The mech brought her near his faceplate, lightly rubbing his helm against her forehead. He calmed her, speaking softly and encouragingly to her. As Jayce cried, he found himself tearing up as well. 
“You have…nothing to fear when I’m around.” Starscream pressed a kiss to the side of her face. “I promise.”
‘Not even me,’ he thought. ‘Not anymore.’
He vowed it.
It took some time, but Jayce managed to settle in his embrace, her wails faltering to little sniffles. When the woman cuddled him, he brushed his claw over her tummy, staring past her clothes and into her skin, where the scar he created still resided. Forever. 
“Thank you.” Jayce hiccuped. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Starscream offered her a smile, remembering their past well.
“You may perish, just as I would without you.”
She smirked at him. He was proud to make her giggle, knowing that she would be fine. But then, Starscream felt something flicker inside his chest, and his gaze softened to display a hint of reluctance. 
“Jayce?”
She rubbed her eyes.
“Yes?”
Starscream lowered his helm, lifting a claw for her to grab.
“Is this what you want?” He drew every word from his spark. “To stay here…with me?”
There was another nanosec of silence. And then, Jayce grabbed his claw and hugged him close.
“I do.” She kissed his digit. “I promise you, I do, Starscream.”
The Cybertronian closed his optics, feeling and treasuring the reassurance from her words and lips. 
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