Well Fuck.

HE WAS A SKATER BOY SHE SAID SEE YA LATER BOY

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👀 Did this catch your eye? Well buckle up and get ready for the long run because details are below!

This cover is for the start of a fan AU that takes place after mtmte issue #15 but really gets going after the events of issue #33. 

It will not be entirely cannon complacent but will incorporate many of the aspects in the comics so, needless to say, there will be spoilers [if you haven’t read the comic, shoo. Go read, it’s worth it, I’ll be here when you’re done]

The presentation of the story may not always be linear, but I will do my best to let you know the timeline as we go. [As we approach the end, things will start falling into place quite rapidly. I have two planned arcs but there is still wiggle room]

I don’t claim the rights for any Transformers characters, however OCs when present are the respective property of their creators. 

There will be some cannon typical violence, gore, and mental trauma. Mnemosurgery and related tools will be a reoccurring topic as this is a largely cdrw centric story.  I will tag warnings as appropriate. 

As for the art, I can’t say it will always be consistent-heck I can’t even say there will always be art- but that’s alright. The goal of this is to have fun, to practice, and to answer a question: 

What if Chromedome actually did erase his memories of Rewind after his death, and then, what would happen after the quantum silly sting event where Rewind came back? 

[ I’m open to any asks, thoughts, or suggestions you may have on the story so don’t feel shy!]

Part 1 // Part 2

The footsteps of the council thug faded to echoes as he retreated to tend to his wounds. 

Whirl didn’t stick around to hear it.

 As soon as the bot had turned, Whirl was on his pedes punching in the code to his habsuit. Once open he rushed inside, cradling Tailgate in his arms.

Gears and springs joined the shattered furniture strewn across the floor as they were swept off the bench to make room for Tailgate’s frame. Whirl was loath to let to minibot go, but he laid him down anyway. Cyclonus was still laying prone in the hall, he was still in danger.

Back in the hall Whirl heaved Cyclonus up, claws hooked carefully under his shoulders to avoid aggravating any wounds. Cyclonus was a big mech, but Whirl was able to drag him into the hab before he barricaded the door. As it stands, Whirl was more useful to the council if he could throw around his own weight and then some.

I don't use markers often, but when I do--

It's via a bunch of cross-hatching.

Oh look, there’s cookies. Don’t worry, they’re chocolate chip.🍪

This is based on chapter 2 of @sleepymccoy’s story “Summoned.” (Link to the story is below 🧡)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20339347/chapters/48226441?utf8=%E2%9C%93&selected_id=48226390&commit=Go

I’ve always pictured Blitzwing as being one mech with with a fractured personality, but I’m all for spit-balling what would happen if he some how got split into multiple bots!

[I enjoy all of this post, but I especially like the image @tastytoast---11​ described]

^My contribution to the concept of each of Blitzwing’s faces having it’s own body

Ok but it low-key looks like a harem of some sorts

@areyougonnabe​ is currently part of an extant taxon >:3 

reblog this and say something neutral about the person you reblogged it from because fuck you

It’s a simple question, right?

Say hello to my favorite crack ship!

Mostly just sussing out their size ratios, and let me just say there is no good reason for TFA autobots to be so tiny. I’m not complaining tho

There is a random face doodle to, but-uh-yeah. It’s a little more on the raunchy side of things.