The decision to detour was bred from a distinct sense of dread that filled him at the thought of returning to the base. He hated these scouting mission debriefings. Especially when they yielded no interesting results. So when the unfamiliar energon signature had popped up on his radar, he'd almost felt releived. Yet this begged the question...
"Who the frag are you?"
A covert approach was needed here. Setting the Jackhammer down amid a sparse cluster of pines, he continued on pede. Being at ground level meant losing his aerial vantage point; a necessary risk if he wanted to catch this mystery bot unawares. Mindful of his steps, Wheeljack listened intently for any sign of them, hearing only the chatter of native fauna. Whoever they were... they were sneaky.
So sneaky in fact, that he nearly blew his cover. The wrecker all but threw himself behind a craggy outcropping of rock, peering around the opposing side as they continued their approach.
Feline in shape, the bot stood around the same height as his knee - a deployer perhaps? Regardless, that was a Con if he'd ever seen one.
At this point he knew he had two options. He could engage, or he could call it in and await orders. A smirk pulled at his scarred lip components. He never had been the patient type.
Cannon humming to life as he stepped into their path, Wheeljack chuckled in response to the snarled threat he received. "Nice night for a walk, innit?"
@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.
WHAT?!?! THANKYEWTHANKYEWTHANKYEW
The gist of it is based on an art series I've been making and posting on my Patreon called The Aphrodite Collection.
The Aphrodite Collection is based on an au I came up with for the Patreon. All the pieces take place in a fancy brothel on Cybertron (ethically run, WITH the enthusiastic consent of all the workers involved uwu), where Cybertronians can indulge their curiosities about humans.
The brothel is called Aphrodite's.
AND it's owned by the Botmommy herself, Wyatt!
What's the aesthetic of the brothel, you might ask?
You can explore that HERE!
The game will allow you to pick any Transformer you'd like as your client(s) and indulge their erotic fantasies uwu.
Like I said, keeping the goal to be a very small project for the time being--something I can finish in like a month, with updates later in the future depending on how popular it gets and how much funding my patreon gets--which would allow me to spend more time on it.
Patrons in the 5$ and up tiers will get access to betas of the game and be able to give feedback as I develop it, etc.
Here's some of the base ideas that I'm already working on implementing first:
Ratchet (TFP version) is basically the brothel's in-house obgyn lol. But you can also fuck him! Knockout is the stylist. You can bang him too lol. Pretty much all the staff NPCs, including Wyatt, will be bangable. Idk man, times are tough and I think we all deserve something nice I guess. The finished version will be downloadable for everyone with a 'pay what you want' donation to avoid any legal trouble lmao. But if you'd like to support the project and get sneak peaks during development, you can throw $5 a month my way via the PATREON.
megatron/ratchet,combined by an accident,still work hard。
“so this is how you Decepticons submit plan reports,emm? ”
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 🩵🩷🤍
(genuinely offended) "I trust all of my viziers"
My good sir, who gave you permission to be so scrumptious?!
First time try to draw a (not chibi) TF.
Edited: the size of his medical box
This is so boss
Could you maybe draw human predaking please?
【click the pic】
*unintelligible gibberish*