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sorrowfullifeform:

(( From what I’ve read in the wikia, The AllSpark Almanac says that it was Blackarachnia who introduced the concept of a triple-changer. It also said something related to the Great War but, since Blackarachnia is from long time after it, I had to use my imagination to kind of make everything work)).

((This is the result)).

Note: I don’t know the meaning of the word ‘short’, so~I don’t really know what a drabble is. Sorry.

The orders had been clear, destroy the entire fortress.

Forget whoever is inside.

During the Great War, many sacrifices were done. Not just Autobots perished in combat but also Decepticons who, despite their faction, held some respect for every beating spark. Blitzwing, on the other way, had a rather particular opinion about the subject.

He didn’t care.

Few knew why he had joined the decepticons and, according to him, no one would understand it. A reasoning like that was what made him the perfect soldier for the task of blowing up the now assaulted Autobot fortress.

They were in a remote part of the galaxy, which gave them the advantage of not expect Autobot reinforcements; not with the ground bridge damaged as it was now anyways. Megatron had planned everything carefully; not willing to lose the precious energon that was stashing inside the building. However, even all the tactical knowledge is futileif you can’t predict what will happen next.

The Decepticons were still taking the energon to the ship when an unwated Autobot patrol noticed what was happening. The pit broke lose in a matter of cycles, as the energon cubes started to explode because of the missed shots. The explosions affected Autobots and Decepticons alike, but Megatron was determined to not let the energon fall into Autobots servos and, therefore, his contingency plan had to be executed.

“I inform you, my Liege, that there are Autobots and Decepticons alike inside the fortres,” argued Blitzwing after he received the order.

Megatron, who wasn’t looking at Blitzwing but to the combat through the glass of the bridge, didn’t speak immediately. While he had the intention of destroying the Autobots, he wasn’t willing to lose more troops.

“Warn as many as you can,” he ordered.

Blitzwing nodded and abandoned the ship in order to enter to the fortress.

He didn’t have time to lose. The explosives had been planted beforehand (only to not waste time before running away, they were supposed to explode after thy had taken the energon), all he needed to do was to set up a small time bomb and the rest would be a beautiful yet deadly explosive chain; one he was hoping to survive, along with his commrades.

It was a rather amusing thought, now that he was thinking about it. He thought he didn’t care about anyone’s life.

But now it wasn’t the time to question his morality, the distance between the entrance and where the explosives were laying was a great one and, as the way was now blocked by Autobot troops, the only way to get in there was by shooting

He shouldn’t have done it.

There are no heroes among decepticons, only ‘bots with a selfish interest. Blitzwing knew that and he didn’t care. He should have blown up everything and everyone when he had the chance.

But no, he had to show some spark.

He had reached the base of the fortress, stone walls that could kill whoever they wanted to bury with them; the time was already in position and counting backwards, everything was according to the plan. All decepticons started to retreat but, as one dodged an energy shot to continue his way to safety, it ended up landing on the explosives.

They recovered Blitzwing’s frame, barely functioning, from the remains of the fortress. Aside of him, only nine other ‘bots were found alive, three of them Autobots that were offlined mercilessly. Two other Decepticons didn’t survive long; two managed to recover and the three remaining were too injured to continue battling.

Blitzwing was assigned to only cientific duty and, as time passed, even that became a challenge. It was around that time when a rather curious being aboarded the ship.

She was gloomy and, most of the time, silent. Blitzwing had only seen her a few times during defriebs. It was during one of those meetings in where she suggested the posibility of a recovery for him.

“But it comes with… a certain price,” she added after her offer.

Blitzwing didn’t care for the price, he just wanted to function properly again.

The operation and later recover didn’t take long; however, he would have reconsidered his words if he had known better what the exact procedure was going to be… and how it was going to end.

Most of his memories were forgotten, the incident that nearly killed him between them; while he didn’t mind much about it, there were some things that he had wanted to keep forever. He didn’t want to forget the one time he felt his spark skipping a pulse as he ran inside that fortress to help out others. He didn’t mean to forget his start as a decepticon trooper, along with some rather sweet moments he had lived before then.

And there was something else…

“I guess I forgot!” bursted out Random, suddenly finding amusing his memory loss.

“Don’t force your processor, Blitzwing,” adviced Blackarachnia as she started to walk away.

“It will only hurt you.”

farfalleh:

tainry:

robotsandramblings:

batchix:

ars-mortifera:

GURLS

Btw these ain’t OCs, they’re all canon characters. ;D Search the Wikis.

search your wikis, you know it to be true.

just joined the Road Rage and femmes-with-faceplates fandoms (◕‿◕)

Yaaaay Glyph!!! ❤

oh my ❤ Glyph is the cutest thing ever ♥

A short TF fic, SFW

mylovelyrainblog:

Warning: major character death

Title: Dream Sequence

Optimus dreamed.

Sometimes he dreamed of good things. Sometimes the bad. Then, there were sometimes the undefinables.

Battleground, covered with singed bodies, severed limbs. Spilled energon running in rivulets, tinting the soil pinkish. Optimus roamed the dead land. There were no more sound, but the occasional cracks of burning corpses. Pillars of black smoke rising high into the hanging clouds. Optimus roamed the land of wasted sparks, searching, while unsure of what he was searching for.

Until abruptly, he saw it, his target.

Unassuming, inconspicuous, the great Megatron lay on the battleground. Though, it was not really Megatron, but a malformed imitation of the form of the very mech, a maimed mess of wires and compartments, mingled and lifeless.

An explosion perhaps ended his life, clean and simple.

Optimus had been having this same dream countless times. It was always like this, searching, searching aimlessly, until the finding.

He would, like always, stand before it, for some long time. Sometimes, it felt like an eternity. The end of an era, he would contemplate, while all around them morphed into a speeding blur. But he and the imitation of Megatron would stay unaffected.

It had always ended like that: his dream would fade, or he would wake up with a mild, ambiguous discontentment, a ghost fretfulness under the plating.

He never knew how to correctly classify it. Good or bad, he could not tell. He put it under “unknown,” assuming the dream would always end like that, without anything tangible.

He was wrong.

This time, this time the dream did not stale or fade.

Optimus stood before the fallen body of his life-long enemy, like every single time. A strange pull at the center of his spark. It had… always been there. He understood now.

And he knew what to do, like the clouded sky of the day, like the darkened sky of the night. It was natural and spontaneous. Without a thought or doubt.

He reached down to grab the severed faceplate, the faceplate of stormed climes, of the best of dark and bright, which met in the once glowing red.

He woke up, this time without a trace of discontentment or fretted inching.

Just a despondency.

specialopsschoolteacher:

aranea-mechanica:

specialopsschoolteacher:

specialopsschoolteacher:

((whY HAVE I NOT DRAWN A TFA OSTEROS))

((”It’s not like there’s a TFA Tarantula-” BUDDY I HAVE THREE DIFFERENT TFA TARANTULAS IDEAS))

(( *chinhands* tell me more

((Well…most most recent one is because I’m a sucker for weird callouts- Mesothulas as having been one of the students training under Yoketron with Prowl or prior to Yoketron training prowl (because honestly I just want a vague TFA AU where Yoketron always has multiple students so at some point like Prowl and Mesothulas and Dai Atlas and Oil Slick and whatnot, so they can all be bros and by bros I mean they’re gonna fuck each other up to prove they’re the BEST student)

And at some point Mesothulas got his sticky little scientist fingers on a protoform without permission and snuck off with it, and showed up later with this “COMPLETELY RANDOM NEWSPARK HE’S FOSTERING” named Osteros, and Yoketron is like “this..is clearly some sort of abomination against mech and Primus that you made in a lab” and manages to get Mesothulas thrown out but can’t bring himself to get rid of clueless baby Osteros so he trains and raises Osteros, who hangs out with Prowl a bunch and renames himself Springer and blah blah I have a separate TFA Springer plotline

And the other two are pretty similar, but generally involve Mesothulas just being an Autobot scientist who gets thrown out of Cybertronian space on his aftplates for dinking around with protoforms (like, what the hell, man?) and then joining up in Decepticon space and just trying to stay under the radar but working decepticon projects- which is how he meets Blackarachnia. (here they kind of all become the same AU)

So, later on, the TFA series happens, but then post-series Blackarachnia reaches the point where she NEEDS help and she’s not sure who to turn to- but she knows at least ONE scientist who wasn’t disgusted by her weird techno-organic status, and was actually very interested and intrigued in it, rather inappropriately so. So she calls Mesothulas to earth.

And instead of helping her to figure out what to do with herself, he gets it into his head that he wants to be a giant bugmonster and makes himself Tarantulas, at which point she’s like “Okay, calling you here was clearly a mistake, get out of my house”

And he probably scuttled into a corner and hissed at her because NO I LIVE HERE NOW and that’s why Blackarachnia has a lab that she can no longer use, because he lives there now, and he keeps stealing parts off of Waspinator whenever he grows them back.))

snowylittlebastard:

I found sketchedatrocities’ Steven Universe Momswap AU comics a while back, and they inspired me to think of something similar for Transformers Animated.

And so I present: An AU where Sari befriends the Decepticons instead of the Autobots.

  • Megatron getting his body back a lot sooner because his followers have connections with the Sumdac family
  • Everybody except for Blackarachnia having to practically crawl to get through the warehouse entrance
  • Sari in a Megatron costume for Halloween
  • Sari hanging out with Blackarachnia, gradually convincing her that her organic side isn’t necessarily a terrible thing
  • The sheer magnitude of Sari and Blitzwing’s shenanigans
  • Sari knowing exactly which compliments to use on Starscream to get him to do what she wants (and it working every single time because Starscream)
  • Responsible Adult Figure Blackarachnia (for when Responsible Adult Figure Megatron is busy)
  • Powell kicking Sari and her dad out of Sumdac Tower (instead of Isaac getting kidnapped, it’s because unleashing Decepticons on Detroit would be seen as grounds for legal removal) and the ‘Cons subsequently shooting him into space
  • Blackarachnia becoming entirely too worried when Sari gets upgraded, because holy slag you haven’t been vaccinated for Cybertronian diseases do you even realize how many of them you are now susceptible to Sari do you??
  • Basically seeing the one group of people who are least qualified to supervise a child actually doing a half-decent job at caring for said child
  • Also Optimus is probably dead forever