okay, i think i’ve pushed myself a liiiittle too hard and have encountered a touch of fandom burnout 😅💖 this is what you get when you fixate too hard and make every kind of fanwork in a week!!
i may take a short pause on responding to requests and engage with some multifandom stuff, but i’m still going to be reblogging fanworks for Welcome Home and our beloved Wally Darling 💖 thanks so much for all being so lovely - we all have to take a break from time to time!!
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(Story under the cut.)
It was supposed to be a simple playdate and while Sideswipe could be finishing up late paperwork that he intentionally been pushing aside, he couldn't resist the little sparklings.
Until Sentinel happened. How Optimus was friends with this mech, Sideswipe will never know, but his ego was the worst thing that was born from the new Magnus.
Edgar and Sol were playing, just having fun until Sentinel starting yelling at Edgar. Sideswipe didn't see if Edgar accidentally bumped into Sentinel or he did something to catch the Magnus's attention, but Sideswipe didn't care cause he was right up in Sentinel's face, telling him off.
It didn't take long for Elena, Strongarm and Cheetor to come in from all the commotion. Elena saw her son being comforted by Sol.
"Daddy!" Edgar cried out to Cheetor, who immediately came to his son's aid.
"Edgar!? You okay, little buddy?" He placed his hands gently on Edgar.
"H-He yelled at me and called me names!" Edgar managed to get out through his crying, pointing at Sentinel.
"Come here, sweetie." Elena came over and scooped up her son in her arms. "Momma's here. And Grandma Strongarm's here too."
Strongarm felt her spark reach out to Edgar. His crying was tearing at her. She looked up in time to see Cheetor joined Sideswipe to yell at Sentinel. It was getting more heated with each word thrown at the other. Cheetor was showing his teeth and Sideswipe's spoiler was hitched in a threatened manner.
She was immediately between the two mech and the Magnus. "Sides, don't! Not in front of Edgar!" The last thing she wants her grandsparkling to see is his grandsire being taken away for assault.
Sideswipe paid no mind. "I've had it with you and your disgust with organics, kid! I don't care that you're the new Magnus, you never EVER yell at Edgar like that!"
"Who are you to talk to me like that?! I am the Magnus!"
Cheetor growled. "I don't give a slag! Don't ever talk to my son like that!"
"I'm about to say frag it and sock you right under your big, fat jaw!" Sideswipe almost jabbed his finger into Sentinel's chest. "And it's gonna hurt, kid! I was in the war before you even hit bootcamp! I'm a fragging vet!"
"Sides!"
He stopped and looked up at the tall femme, who was holding him back, her face full of concern and urging him to let this go before it escalates.
Sideswipe puts his hand down and looked at Sentinel with a growl. "You're not worth it. You're just a fragging brat." Before he leaves, he places a hand on Cheetor's chest. "Ignore him, kid. Go and tend to your sparkling."
Cheetor really wanted to protest, but he knew Sides was right. They just left Sentinel along and Cheetor rushes to his mate and sparkling.
Sideswipe makes a mental note to contact Optimus about this as he looked at Sol, who still continued to comfort Edgar with Elena.
Note: Don't mess with grandsire Sideswipe. He is very protective of his grandsparklings (and sparklings in general) even if his face doesn't show it.
And a big thanks to @mepzilla for giving me this idea, especially saying that the art piece gave off "beat Sentinel cause he made Edgar cry" vibes. And I went with it. And Edgar and Sol are Mep's cute and adorable fan babies.
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I’ve got this project right now that’s frustrating the shit out of me because the Landlord is mega sketch and I cannot get ahold of fucking *anybody* connected to it to answer questions or provide support.
It should be easy. 2300 SF freestanding fast food restaurant. Shell by Landlord, I’m only coordinating the interior buildout by the Tenant. I do these literally all the time. But for some reason this one just wants to be a complete trash fire.
First, LL decided to switch up the building type on us. Originally it was going to be a multi-tenant, and then when they sent me some more complete shell drawings it was suddenly a freestanding building. Talk to the client, they’re cool with it. I spend several hours redoing the interior layout to match.
Oh, and did I mention they’re really shitty LL drawings that don’t even agree internally? The architectural sheets aren’t awful because the LL’s architect whined until we shared a shell set that my office had done for him to crib notes from, so they look like our typical shell drawings but sloppier. But then you get into the utility sheets and they’re showing water service stubbing in in the dining area and a pad mounted transformer where the architectural drawings show the roof ladder, and if you flip over to the landscaping plan they’ve got a tree in that spot. Okay.
I mark all of this up and send it back to the LL. After a few weeks they send me another shell set. None of my comments have been addressed. My engineering consultants can’t start work on their part of the tenant infill drawings because the shell drawings are so inconsistent that they can’t follow them. Client says do the best you can and keep it moving. I end up having to haggle with my MEP and Structural engineers, and they get through the TI drawings basically on the LL’s word that the shell drawings will be updated to match what we need.
We finish drawings. We go in for permit. I get comments back. Comments want me to match the grease interceptor capacity the LL is showing. LL’s GI capacity is something I had marked up because the unit shown is too small for the client’s use. I ask LL if I can get a copy of their approved drawings so I can see what’s going on. It takes multiple weeks of pestering from me and the client to get this. I open the PDF. They have still not addressed a single one of my comments.
I respond to the LL and politely ask why. No response.
I reach out to the client and explain what happened. No response.
Client is otherwise communicating with LL and asking me what I need to respond to comments. I say “hey I need you to ask them about this GI issue because I can’t get ahold of them and I can’t just put the wrong GI capacity on our drawings for legal reasons.” No fucking response.
and like I’m trying to be proactive about this and keep the pressure on and actually call people and try to get shit dealt with, but it’s like a fucking brick wall. I send emails that just get ignored. Whenever I try to call my contact with the client I go right to her voicemail and she never returns my messages. I get that we’re all busy and overworked, but do you guys want your restaurant built or not?
anyway I hope this was helpful for any of you kids out there considering architecture as a career. if you wind up in the commercial field, your job will be 75% phone calls, emails, and shady developers. occasionally you’ll get to design something.
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