I would love to see Arcee get more screen time in the Micheal Bey transformer movies. i think there could be some really gripping storyline and plots with her. instead of having a human female play one of the lead rolls they could have a female transformer with a big part in the story.
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Rating: Teen
Warnings: Mild swearing
Megatron/Reader (You) in which you are a human who is far too curious for your own good
E is for Eyebrows
As surreptitiously as possible, you glance at him again from the corner of your eye as he spoke to Optimus, watching raptly as the jagged ridges that adorned his helm rose and fell. You had long since given up trying to decipher how Cybertronian 'eyebrows' were able to move freely without any notable joints. It was mind boggling, but eventually you had made peace with the fact that it was likely some aspect of their anatomy that you – as a human – were completely unaware of.
And while all Cybertronians that you had met thus far had these brow ridges, for some very absurd reason, your brain decided to fixate upon his. It might have been because of the fact that he wasn't a being you had been exposed to much prior to this temporary alliance, but you had a niggling suspicion it was the fact that he was dangerous that made it fascinating to watch him, thrilling even. Like getting in the water with a great white shark…
You scoffed a little at yourself as you turn away for a moment to glance at the papers in your hands. 'Didn't anyone ever tell you curiosity killed the cat?'
You heard Optimus' heavy steps as he retreated further into the bunker, looking up once more. Megatron was still there… and he was staring straight at you. You pale and look away instantly, trying to busy yourself with reading. His ominous steps rumbled the very foundations of the base, and to your horror you realize they are growing nearer. You slam your eyes shut, and when the thunderous footfalls stop, you know he's there… right there, a scarce handful of yards from you. Swallowing, you force yourself to open your eyes, your stomach dropping when you note the entire platform you are standing upon is now draped in a massive shadow. You're rethinking the whole 'shark' theory at this point, knowing fully well they rarely attacked people, and when they did it was almost always because you'd been mistaken for a seal or a turtle. This being… would not hesitate to crush you into a fleshy paste without an ounce of remorse.
You don't know whether to look up or not, which would seem like the greater insult?
"You've been watching me."
The knowing statement takes you by surprise, and without meaning to you lift your head and meet his gaze… only to freeze like a deer in headlights. His mouth is twisted into a sneer, his teeth sharp and vicious looking. Those, however, were definitely very shark like.
"Why?"
Its not a question… its a demand. The seconds tick by and his optics narrow… though one of those damned eyebrows inches upward. You decide to tell him the truth. Licking your lips, you take a steadying breath. "Y-Your eyebr-err, brow ridges. They're just… really emotive. It's… interesting."
He seems to study you, gauging your sincerity, you imagine. Eventually he realizes you are being truthful, his expression irritated… disgusted almost. Like someone who found a hair in their soup… not that Cybertronians had hair… or knew what soup was…
Suddenly he turns and walks away from you, in the direction Optimus had gone. You release the breath you'd been holding, gasping in relief. That was far too close for comfort. When his clipped voice reaches you from across the room - a terse command to cease - you don't need to be told twice. You nod vigorously and look back at your papers, muttering a quiet apology.
Your frazzled brain tries to sort out the tumult of sensations and thoughts running through your body. You feel like you're going to throw up and piss yourself and faint all at once. Thankfully you do none of that, and after some deep breathing manage to regain a measure of composure… though the shaking in your limbs doesn't subside. And yet… despite the fact that his command had held a clear hint of threat, your stupid human brain and its morbid curiosity pokes at you to look over at him yet again. Shaking away the foolhardy urge, you tell yourself firmly, 'No more poking the bear.'
I would be hard pressed not to stare. I'm the person who runs into a wolf and tries to pet it… so this is right up my alley.
Yes
Decepticats
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#notmyart #gorgeous #imded
あむ曇 -AMUKUMO-
I love this so much. Louisa deserves a break. You go Isabella!
cactus beatdowns are definitely the answer to ppl making her sister do unnecessary labor
OC concept/progress.
Transformers are fuckin hard to draw, man!! My eyeballs are going to shrivel up like raisins from staring at a screen for so long...
OC concept art. Playing around with some color combos and so far this is what we've got.
Above all else, be safe, however you need to. With so much going on in the world at this time there is no shame in doing what you need to do to survive.
Hugs to you all!!
Happy TDOV, now more than ever 🩵🩷🤍
His pretty smirk Im dying
Starscream being so needy for some respect and/or praise that he seriously tries to impress Silas and then one of his random human soldiers...
Beauty!
Commission for dragonologist-in-training, who wanted Nautica and Brainstorm!
I’m very sorry for being late with this piece, so I’ve added extra doodles:>
I hope ya like them!
Edit: Right-click for bigger view!