Gettin Back To Titanomachy, Finally Updated Dino Mode And Worked Out All Kinks To The Transformation

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

Enough, Reggie

TRUMPET BOY MEME

the gladiator

Exciting amount of interest in my bones and such so wanted to share a quick reel from my last market. 🥰

Holy hell. 100% Screamer

Megatron: *goes for a walk*

Starscream:

“I A M T H E N E W L E A D E R O F T H E D E C E P T I C O N S”

The smug grin he wore lasted all of four nano-kliks before being forcibly wiped from his face, expression pained and frame rigid as the wily bot jabbed him in the side with its tail.

The shock had been... well... shocking, an unexpected tactic. He'd planned on receiving a mild puncture from the tapered limb, if anything, the plating on his flanks reinforced. No amount of physical defense could counter an electrical current, however, and he quickly found himself dropped to one knee, fingers losing their hold on his captive.

Connection now severed, he could move again, though the attack had jarred his processor. It took him a moment to regain his bearings, optics focusing on the little cretin who was turning out to be far more of a pain in his aft than Wheeljack had initially surmised.

"Sonova - come back here! Imma wring that scrawny neck of yours!"

@gutter-bot liked for a starter.

Since returning to his host's side, Ravage rarely left the Nemesis. Soundwave was protective- rightfully so-, and Ravage's frame just wasn't what it used to be. After his near death experience that lead to the separation from his host on Cybertron, he never quite regained his full strength.

However, that didn't mean he was useless. On the contrary, in fact. Ravage could still perform his strong suit exceptionally well; that being his work as a spy. It helped that the Autobots were unaware of his existence.

He had been slinking back from a successful intel gathering mission when things went wrong. Wheeljack, as he was last informed by Laserbeak, was not supposed to be in the area. Apparently, things had changed. He froze at the glowing blaster aimed at his helm, a low growl ripping itself from his throat. "Back off," he snarled, red optics narrowing beneath the Soundwave-esc visor that covered most of his helm.

She's so pretty and kickass and I love her

Can we please see a drawing of Arcee?

by Dragon76

https://www.dragon76art.com/works

“Do you miss Cybertron? Do you dream of the skyline of Vos?”

He's such a cryptid I lub him

It feels so much longer than a week since I last drew something but aaahhhh

Have a slinky