'Don't worry the animals once thought me a monster too.'
'In order for the animals to trust you, you must learn the way of the animals. I can teach you.'
-In which Roz teaches Optimus camouflage. -
✨Bushcrafting✨
'Don't worry the animals once thought me a monster too.'
'In order for the animals to trust you, you must learn the way of the animals. I can teach you.'
-In which Roz teaches Optimus camouflage. -
✨Bushcrafting✨
Sometimes the world gets too big for our minds.
We all need someone to give a hug sometimes.
'You were made sparkless, and yet you found one anyways.'
How do you live, with such pain and sadness?
Paddler is a FAN.
???Brother???
The WILD ROBOT has changed me.
Here's a doodle crackship between Roz and Skybound Optimus. I just want this mech to be happy.
Next few doodles - Mass shifted OP. He aint want no more dead deer in his life. Fink is not happy.
RIP, dearly departed.
I'm thinking of an AU, where Autobots fight Decepticons in the sky, when it's a clear day their resting, on a rainy one their fighting, on a Thunderous night - ITS A BLOODBATH. Ying Yang style.
If they don't follow their rules- the world dies.
Anyways, besides the fights, they have their duties of keeping balance. Autobots are angels that govern the balance of the earth's physical state, i.e. nature.
Deceptions deal in the emotional, having their way with the world one interaction at a time.
Death is something they both govern - emotionally driven, or by the ways of the wild (dog eat dog world)
Life is not fair, Prowl knows it's not fair. And yet questions of doubt about their way of life drifts in and out of his processor for millennia.
What makes one life better than another?
Is there no other way to bring balance?
He had already been on thin ice previously for other things (sneaking into the vault of dreams) but the tipping point by the council of angels was that he refused to strive down a sparkling starving alone in a thunderstorm. Defying nature itself. Not even their champion - Optimus prime could get him out of it - he can only give him a shortened sentencing of 1000 orns (years).
Said sparkling (Bluestreak) had run away from their orphanage at the age of five ish dreaming to become the World's greatest knight. As his deceased mother used to be before she passed to the well.
Being five doesn't make for great survival skills out in the woods in winter sols.
Bluestreak is offline(dead) when Prowl finds him. Weak and scared the angel panics.
Saddened at seeing one with such big dreams gone, Prowl gives a piece of his spark and one of his wings to the young one making them a half angel.
This act if ever discovered by anyone higher up would damn him for eternity.
But it begins the wandering legend that on nights where the twin moons glow, if you see a little grey sparkling walking out in the woods with a laughter that brings the flowers to bloom even in winter, that you do well to pay your respects in laying out a plate of zinc cookies at the edge of your home for you have walked with a fallen angel.
Where nature blooms, death can follow and it walks in the steps of that grey sparkling.
Just some doodles I made inspired by a Camp counsellor AU by @sailorhoneyy on the Jazz Prowl discord I'm in.
Mister ray's school bus has arrived!
Those rainbow shrimp boys would Soc ya eyes out, true poppers.
-If Soundwave was in my Finding Prowl AU he would be a manta ray.
*Ze spotted eagle ray Glides evilly towards you.*
After a night out on the water, the duo succumbed to exhaustion beaching onto a remote shoreline.
Deep in their recharge, they don't notice they aren't alone.
Little Milo had seen orcas before, out on the waters with his mother in their little boat. Whales were found in the ocean, his mother had taught him. They needed big spaces to roam.
All Milo wanted to do that morning was to test out his sweet new toy boat. He never thought that orcas would appear today in such shallow waters. The whales weren't moving. That can't be good.
The orcas are in trouble and Milo goes to help them.
He just didn't expect whales to have magic powers. One of them transformed into a mermaid!
I liked the name Milo and so the kid (human) will be named Milo. He would be a good sea-life rescuer.
Prowl is captured by a mysterious group of masked humans and is experimented on. His spark gets exposed and fused with an ancient forgotten relic - The Emberstone.
The group had hoped to build a cybertronian of their own making. But they lacked the CNA to do so. As a test they used animal DNA extracted from ocean infused with stolen sentio-metalico. The experiment was a success but not quite in the way the villains were hoping.
With classic inferior technological difficulties, the emberstone did its job but not before overloading the machinery and causing a massive fire. NOT good for a secret lab on an OIL RIG.
in the chaos, Prowl changed and battered makes an escape and life was given to a new being.
With a new body working against him and a dependent on hand, having bonded in the most unorthodox of ways Prowl and his charge must face the might of the ocean to return home.
But where is home when everyone is out to get you.
Rewatching Ponyo had me stewing in this idea. This story does not read yet like Ponyo hahahah. I just wanted traumatised adult meets child and protect them with their life kinda fluff. I don't know how Ponyo got me here.
Part 2 - is here!
Prowl likes clownfish.
Summer is here🎉🎉
Bumblebee came to play 🎈.
Fun idea of the day: Song inspired Superstar Bluestreak AU.
Just an AU where Blue finds out that song-making helps dial down and deal with his coping mechanism (the trauma word vomit). The earth campaign and the humans became his biggest muse.
He gained popularity during and after the war on the outer colonies. He went in a soldier came out a pop star. (Like they broadcast on like neutral tv or something)
Inspired by the songs from boyinspace. Such a vibe and sometimes the lyrics link up so well to the MV in my head.
I imagine this scene to be like an anniversary thing for the ceasefire - the song is A hundred Million Lights.
Might make more on him.
It started out as a fanart doodle of Solus prime but the recent upload to @lets-try-some-writing and @spreadward's fic - A Vision of Past and Future has got me hooked. I had more fun as it went.
It is a great fic and I can’t wait for more chapters. Thank you for the effort you guys put in I wish I could kudos it every chapter.
These doodles are just my imagining of the characters when I read the fic. Not representative of authors actual designs for them in the story. They are purely my fanart appreciations.
So here's the last of the chapters I have ready written, I kinda write in a bullet point style cause I don't think my brain is at the capacity at the moment to come back and make them actual well written chapters. Enjoy tho. - Ideas still welcome. I'm kinda stuck on what other problems the character will be facing with life in the aquarium.
Life down in this hell hole has been a constant blood pressure raising experience for Prowl.
Here's the second part of it - I kinda written in a very werid style haha. Again Ideas are welcome - I wanna meet more people who can help me here.
The little one couldn’t tell how long they were stuck in the holding tank. At least, they feed him. But, it only came once a day, not that the little could tell the time. It left them tired and sore.