Remember the joy you felt that day?
Do you remember anything at all? 3,700 years is a long time, isn't it?
It's time to move on. It's all gone, after all.
Trying to clear my drafts and found this! I remember planning to animate googly eyes on the puppets but got lazy 😅
I miss my fnaf brainrot phase 😔
And the sketchbook version of the drawing that started my newest obsession
Crayon Hyoga from memory
"Soundwave knows now that the Megatron he devoted his whole being to simply never existed, that Megatron that won his trust and love (his spark at the palm of his servo) was nothing but a lie."
Some angsty one-shot featuring our favorite Prime Decepticon communications officer :)
Just a post to get back into writing (feel free to give feedback or just comment!) <3
Additional Tags: Mentioned Megatron (Transformers), False Memories, Unhealthy Relationships, Past Relationship(s), Regret, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt, Emotional Manipulation, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Trauma, Angst, Angst and Tragedy, Hurt No Comfort, Realization, Betrayal, Post-Betrayal, Not Canon Compliant, Abusive Relationships, Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Reflection, Acceptance, Self-Acceptance, Self-Doubt, One Shot
Series: Part 4 of Soundwave oneshots
Chibi SenGen animation WIP
Baby Gen for my upcoming comic (of which I may or may not finish)
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Earthspark (Cartoon) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Cassettes & Soundwave (Transformers) Characters: Soundwave (Transformers), Cassettes (Transformers) Additional Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Parent Soundwave (Transformers), Parent-Child Relationship, Child Death, Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Family Angst, Angst Series: Part 1 of Soundwave oneshots Summary:
"He knew he needed to do something, if he shut down his cassettes would be alone, defenseless and trapped. So he did the only thing he could think of. The only option that his fried processor deemed as successful. His chest opened, each cassette ready to eject (No they weren’t. They didn’t want to leave his side. It made the pain more bearable, this was the love he was protecting), orders of retreat front and center in their minds (He hoped. He wouldn’t forgive himself if he ejected them to their death. Never. He would never)."
Basically what happened the day one of Soundwave's cassettes blew up.
Behold- the worlds shallowest man!
Nothing but evil going through his head right now
Quick drawing in honor of fem!gen
I've been thinking of opening commissions, would any of you be interested in that?