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soundcrusher · 1 year

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A story about a Hawk and a Phoenix

Heh, revisiting @cuppajj's Sentient Sg!Lost Light Au, only to write a crosssover thingy including @dimorphodon-x's Sg!Starhawk and my Sg!Phoenix.

You two don't know how much fun this was X3

(This is the first time I did more than simply include Sg!Starhawk in some silly doodles. So, should anything be off, please let me know. I'll change it as soon as I can. ^^)

Either way, enjoy!

Trigger warning: A not important character dies

The first time Phoenix realized there were more than just Rodimus and Lightlost on the ship, was when he walked down the halls alone. He was just sweeping the floor and cleaning up some of the stains, when he could see something or someone moving. At least, he thought he saw something, because the second he turned around, there was nothing but the emptiness of the hall. But despite the vacancy of the hall, Phoenix could have sworn that there was someone watching him.

Someone he couldn’t see, but he was sure that there was someone else. Even as Lightlost reassured him that there was no-one else on the ship. But Phoenix, despite trusting Lightlost, never felt reassured. Not when he could hear strange sounds waking him up from his recharge. Sounds, only a prowling monster could make as it circles their prey. Waiting for a moment to strike. But Phoenix never saw the monster, not fully. The darkness of the bridge and his own fears kept him from venturing out from underneath his blankets. Only once did he do it, after being woken up from probably the first good sleep he ever had since his crew came back, only to try and kill him.

But even then, he was too tired to fully make out the strange monster leaning over Rodimus. And when he finally realized that there was someone else with them, it was already far too late. The monster was gone and Phoenix couldn’t sleep well for the next few days. Always clinging to either Rodimus or Lightlost. Telling them that someone else was on board, but only Rodimus believed him. Lightlost only smiled, as they patted his head. Telling him that his imagination is playing tricks on him.

Rodimus, on the other hand, told him that the monster was a friend. That he wouldn’t do any harm, because he was way too soft to do such a thing. However, Phoenix wasn’t all too sure about it, because his brother’s words were met with a small sound from within the vents. Something that sounded more like a grunt of disagreement, rather than a reassuring confirmation.

It, again, left Phoenix scared. And his fear only grew with each passing day and peaked on the day when he finally grew angry and was taken away from Rodimus.

With the way the monster usually moved, it should have been with Rodimus in the bridge. It seemed to be there every time Phoenix noticed it. But it wasn’t. At least it sounded like the monster was scurrying inside the vents of his new room. And being alone, without either Rodimus or Lightlost, made the youngling fear the monster even more. Until Phoenix’s ball disappeared. He was stupid enough to not put it in his subspace before recharging, and then it was gone.

Or, at least, Phoenix thought it was gone, until he heard the same scurrying the monster made when moving inside the vents, and his ball fell out of the open vent. Phoenix was quick to take his ball and store it safely in his subspace. Not taking it out for the rest of his stay, because he didn’t want to lose it again.

But the small gesture had something positive. Phoenix lost a little bit of his fear and so, after Lightlost allowed him to return back to the bridge, the youngling gathered up his best cleaning rug and Rodimus’ polish. Putting it on the captain’s chair with a nervous smile. Telling his brother that this was for the monster, before going to sleep. And when Phoenix looked towards the captain’s chair the next dday, both items were gone. With Rodimus smiling knowingly towards the vent.

And then, there was the day of their escape.

If Phoenix was being honest, escape was something he never dared to imagen. He always thought that, with the way things were after his small outburst, he would be forever trapped on board the Lost Light. Forced to either watch Rodimus slowly deteriorate until there was nothing left, or spend the rest of his life trapped within a ship where there was no chance of escape.

But then the monster came and took Rodimus away. And Phoenix followed him and his brother, never once looking back. Because he knew if he did, he would have stayed behind.

Although, a part of him still missed Lightlost. It was hard to wake up and not have them close, or being able to talk to them, or hearing ther reassuring words every time he woke up from a nightmare. But at he still had Rodimus! That was something Phoenix was thankful for, because without his brother, he would truly be alone in a place he doesn’t know.

However, it was weird to see him with a fixed frame. Primus, Phoenix could still remember his first reaction when seeing Rodimus in all his glory. It was startling, to say the least, especially after waking up and not only being able to feel his wings again, but also having woken up in a place he didn’t recognize. At least Rodimus was forgiving after he hit him, unlike the strange white flier looming over them. He wasn’t all that happy with Phoenix hitting Rodimus, and only got scarier the longer he stared at the youngspark.

And Phoenix was still embarrassed to admit that he started crying from the white fliers glare.

Which Rodimus seemed to find funny, until he realized that the younger one wouldn’t stop crying. It took Rodimus almost an hour to calm him down, and then another two of talking soothingly to the frightened youngspark, until he fully calmed down. Only for him to then start crying again, after being introduced to the tall flier, or better said, to the monster. Phoenix didn’t know why, but Starhawk scared him. Maybe not as much as Lightlost when they locked him up in a room, but still. Something about Starhawk was scary to Phoenix, and the young flier couldn’t even point out what it was! It didn’t even scare him, that he was the monster.

It wasn't his looks, nor his glares. Phoenix had to deal with many scary Autobots, back when his crew used him as live bait, and with a Decepticon crew that never truly liked him in the first place. So, no, if it only were for the glares and his looks, Phoenix wouldn’t be scared of Starhawk (okay, maybe a little bit). Which means, it was something else. Something the youngling couldn’t point at, because Rodimus hardly told him anything about his boyfriend and Phoenix was too scared to directly ask Starhawk.

He couldn't even stay in the same room as the taller flier, unless Rodimus was with him. This is also the reason why Phoenix sneaked a little bit away from the two, the second they made it to a new planet.

The kid knew that it was a bad idea, but he could see that Rodimus wanted some alone time with Starhawk. He deserved it, after having to take care of the nervous mess Phoenix has become ever since they left the Lost Light behind. So, the youngspark waited until his brother and the scary flier were busy, before quietly leaving their ship. Taking his first steps into the outside world on his own, before those steps turned into a full sprint.

It was amazing to run without anything stopping him from doing it. Lightlost never let him run like this after all. They always stopped him, claiming that he could hurt himself or worse, and Phoenix always listened. Just like the good kid Lightlost wanted him to be.

But now? He was free to run without anyone telling him to stop. And Phoenix ran. Jumping over and sliding underneath obstacles that were in his way. Only stopping when he made it to the outskirts of a small city. A city, Phoenix wanted to explore, but at the same time, what if Lightlost was right? What if those living outside the safe walls of the Lost Light were dangerous? What if they only waited for him to come closer, only to snatch him up and do terrible things to him? Like making him bake for them until he dies of overworking himself. Or worse!

But then again, their journey so far has been safe. Nothing bad had happened, so why should something bad happen now? And even if, Phoenix can fly again. If something should go wrong, he can simply run away and transform. Leaving whoever is after him behind, as he escapes into the sky.

Yes, everything was okay. There was nothing to fear! And with a confidence he hasn’t felt in a long time, Phoenix walked into the city. Exploring every nook and cranny he could, while avoiding the few Decepticons walking among the mostly neutral looking Cybertronians. Just because he still had his badge doesn’t mean that they wouldn’t treat him the same as his past crew.

However, Phoenix soon enough learned that it was a bad idea to explore the city. Someone, despite the young flier’s best efforts, noticed that he was alone. And that someone was the embodiment of everything Lightlost had warned him about.

They were scary, loud and dangerous. Pushing Phoenix into a quiet alley, as they demanded everything he had, and only grew nastier for each second the youngling tried to explain that he didn’t have anything. Pressing their knife harder against his throat, after they finally realized that the youngspark in front of them really didn’t even have one Shanix on him.

“But you got some nice parts.” They said with a tone that froze the energon in Phoenix’s veins. “You don’t know how much someone would pay me for them. Or, maybe, I should leave you whole?” Phoenix could only fearfully stare at his assailant, as they snickered to themself. Giving the youngling a rough shove afterwards, that made him stumble a little bit, before he was painfully forced to the ground. Face facing the asphalt beneath him, as he felt the stranger stomp down on his back. Keeping him in place, as they pondered on what to do.

But before anything worse could happen, Phoenix felt the weight on his back disappear the second his assailant let out a blood curdling scream. Although, when he tried to raise his head to see what was going on, his savior barked a harsh, “Don’t look!”. And Phoenix listened. Covering his optics with his hands, as he listened to the screams of a mech who tried to escape death, but failed. The sickening crunch of their plating and the snapping of cables was all Phoenix could concentrate on, as they begged his savior to let them go. Offering whatever they had at hand, but it didn’t save them.

His savior tore them apart like nothing. At least, Phoenix thought they were torn in two. He heard two heavy thuds after all, before his savior complained about getting his plating dirty. But when he removed his hands from his face and sat up to see what had become of his attacker, his savior was there to cover his optics. Muttering a softer, yet still harsh, “I told you brat, no looking”, before picking him up and carrying the shaking youngling out of the alley.

Only when they were far away from the city was the hand removed from Phoenix’s optics. And as the youngling stared up at his savior, he started to cry.

“Tch, don’t tell me you feel sad for that pathetic excuse of a Cybertronian.” Growled Starhawk, as he looked down at the crying youngling. “They had it coming, end of story.”

“I’m… I’m n-not…not crying because of… of them… or f-for them…”

“Then why are you crying, brat?”

“It’s… it’s ruined… because of me…” Was all the youngling could mutter, before wiping the tears from his optics and looking up at Starhawk with one of his infuriating sad and apologetic look the kid only got, when he thought he did something wrong.

“What? What did you ruin?” Asked the taller flier angrily. Although, when his optics followed to where Phoenix was looking, he couldn’t help but to let out a barking laugh. "Seriously? You’re sad because I ruined my finish fighting that scum? That’s why you’re crying?” He exclaimed loudly, and only felt slightly bad for making the youngling flinch, before getting annoyed as Phoenix pressed himself closer to his chest. Getting energon on himself, and tear stains on Starhawks already dirty plating.

But considering the near death, and or near dismemberment, Starhawk left the kid alone. Carrying him back to their ship, while trying to figure out a way to get Phoenix to calm down and clean off the energon. If he didn’t, Rodimus surely would blow a fuse. Or worse.

“Say, brat, do you know how to use a cleaning kit?” Starhawk asked as soon as they were back in ‘their’ ship. With Rodimus still out searching for Phoenix in the surrounding woods. And that’s what he’ll do a little bit longer, while Starhawk made sure to dispose of the evidence still clinging to their plating.

“I… yes?” Phoenix answered confused. “But I… I don’t see how that can help us…”

“Phoenix, we’re both covered in energon. Me more than you. Rodimus will blow a fuse when he sees us.”

“Oh… then we better clean it up?”

“That’s the only good idea you had the whole day.” Starhawk smirked as he sat Phoenix down. And then, they went to work by getting the few cleaning kits they had. With the taller flier going first, after Phoenix insisted with a softly mumbled ‘You need it more than me…’ And who was Starhawk to decline.

Although, despite not wanting to, he sadly had to admit that Phoenix, despite knowing terrible little about the needed maintenance for fliers, was surprisingly good at polishing. The kid even smiled up at him, after finishing the parts Starhawk graciously allowed him to work on. And after he was done, it was Phoenix’s turn. Which was mostly spent in silence, as Starhawk carefully took care of the younger flier’s wings, after Phoenix was done with cleaning himself. Grimacing only once as he found year old dirt in the seams where the youngling’s wings connected with his back. “To think that Lightlost didn’t notice this…”

“They probably had more important things to do.” Said Phoenix, before letting out a soft sigh. Head lolling to the side, as his frame relaxed from Starhawk’s demonstration.

“Still. They should have, at least, made you take better care of your frame. You only have this one, brat.”

“Mhm…”

It was silent again, as Starhawk continued his work. Watching how the brat would doze off for a few seconds. Sometimes, he would even start to fall asleep, before jolting awake and sitting upright again. Causing Starhawk to smirk as he finished up, placing the supplies back into the kit, as soon as they were done. “Heh, usually you would be running for the hills by now. Aren’t you scared of the big bad mech Lightlost warned you about?”

It took Phoenix as second to understand what Starhawk meant. Between what happened in the city and now, the youngling has grown a little bit sleepy. Okay, maybe more than a little bit but still not enough to make him fall asleep right now. “I… am scared of you…”

Starhawk scoffed, “Of course you are.” to which Phoenix only pouted. “You didn’t let me finish… I am scared of you… or better said, I was. Maybe I’m still a little bit scared. I mean, you’re the monster… But… you also haven’t done anything bad either.” Phoenix let out a soft yawn, as he carefully climbed into Starhawk’s lab. Being extra careful as to not ruin the now fixed finish and surprising the taller flier by cuddling against him. “You’re nice to me… nicer than most ever were… and Rodimus like you… And you saved me… So…”

“So? Phoenix? What do you mean with… oh…” Starhawk groaned quietly as he looked down, only to find the youngling fast asleep. “You’re lucky that you’re somewhat okay, brat.” Muttered the taller flier quietly, while softly stroking the youngspark’s head. Knowing full well that moving now would be a stupid idea.

And when Rodimus returned from searching for his missing brother, he came back to the sight of his favorite Sparkeater clutching his little brother protectively while both of them slept. At least Rodimus thought that both of them were sleeping, as he quickly snapped a picture for either memory sake or blackmail.

Either way, it was an endearing sight to see.

#transformers #sentient sg/lost light au #sentient sg/lost light #cuppajj made the sentient sg/ll au #sg/starhawk #sg/starhawk is dimorphodon x's character #sg/phoenix #sg/rodimus #tw: a not important character dies #transformer ocs #transformers oc #heh...I don't know what else I should tag ^^'#sorry for he length?

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beeartsy · 6 months

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Terror transformed - prompt 22

Unwilling transformation

Riot, (an autobot medic during the war), joins in on the Behemoth crew's sparing match

Ocs (in order of appearance)

Dogfight, Outburst, Powerdive

Venture, Riot

Coil

Terror transformed

#terror transformed #Terror Transformed #transformers #comic #fan comic #autobot ocs #decepticon ocs #dogfight #venture #powerdive #coil #riot #outburst #transformer ocs #stay off course #shenanigans

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orionnotpax · 6 months

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my BOOOOOYYYYYY

#my art #art #digital art #my oc #transformers #transformer ocs #tf ocs #tf oc #god i need to draw him with marina SO bad #i need it i need it any time u draw him i just think of their funny friendship #bigdeal #commissions open

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galacticspaceguy · 1 year

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Either you leave or watch me make bad edits of my oc in g1 screenshots

#transformers #transformers earthspark #ocs #tf ocs #transformer ocs #transformers g1

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ezra-iolite · 1 year

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Unnamed Colony OCs: The "Goth" Moths

(Feel free to correct me on anything you feel off about as you read this, JJ! ^w^ This is your world, after all, and I am merely a fan of it, while secretly hoping to add a little to the background of it all through my goth moth bebes~ And hopefully I'll be able to draw them both... One day. ;3;)

Name/s? Amber Cecropia [She/Her- Lesbian] Aurelio Cecropia Styx [He/Him- Bisexual]

Age Level? (How long did your character exist?) Both Amber and Aurelio are in the equivalent of their early 30s, as they're identical twins.

Alternative-Form/Vehicle Mode? Amber is a Cecropia Moth Bugformer. Aurelio is the same species of moth Bugformer as his twin, but paints his entire body to look like a Lesser Death's Head Hawkmoth.

Where do they come from? Amber lives on the outskirts of the capital city of the underground colony, in the nocturnal district; a sector of the city where others like her who operate mostly at night all dwell. Aurelio travels a lot for his job, but he mostly lives in the aristocratic district of the capital and operates during the day more due to the demands of his lifestyle, even if it’s against his instincts.

Fraction? Since there aren't really any factions in the colony world (as far as I'm aware), Amber can be best described as lawfully good as she deeply respects (sometimes worships) the Titan and looks up to the Cityspeaker and their Titan’s Guard... While her twin brother Aurelio is chaotic neutral and has no love or care for the Titan or her acolytes.

Caste? Amber is an upper-middle class citizen while her brother is a high class celebrity. Aurelio mostly wears jewel necklaces, antenna chains and long sleeved blouses to express his high class status, while Amber wears glasses and a handmade shawl that fits her simpler tastes.

Personality traits? The twins are the exact opposite of each other due to their differing personalities and lifestyles, and as such Amber often stays away from her brother as much as possible due to his more toxic personality, but she still loves him despite his abuse towards her. Amber is calm, a little timid but very warm and loving to those she feels safe with, a very fitting personality to her "whimsigoth" vibe. She adores collecting shiny and broken things she finds while on her walk to and from the library she works at, or during the night parties that happen every other night for nocturnal citizens like herself. Her trinkets are always the more useless and misshapen things that are abandoned and buried, like broken brooches, shattered jewelry pieces and weapon heads from the ancient past, and you can usually find her fixing and polishing them during her days off, whenever she's not knitting in her reading chair by the window. Once her trinkets are fully fixed and looking as beautiful as they were in their prime, she'll usually give them away as gifts to those she cherishes most. In turn, if something shiny that holds a deep meaning is given to her, she'll wear it or treasure it forever. (She totally doesn’t fix broken beautiful things for any metaphorical reason relating to her trauma… ¬3¬’ I hope.) Aurelio, however, is the type of person who is in his element in the spotlight, even more so as a singing idol. Booze, drugs, a new partner in his bed each day and night, he's the epitome of a celebrity that let fame get to his head and ruin his life as a result, as his velvety voiced talents only furthers his coffers and ego the deeper he goes into the rabbit hole of fame. Due to the obsessive love of his new high class lifestyle, he took on a more edgy and regal appearance and repainted his frame to look like a Death's Head Hawkmoth to fit his stage persona, only adding to this obsession by bedazzling himself in ununtrium necklaces and chain antennae rings to show off his wealth wherever he goes. Whenever he returns home to the capital, he will often try to visit his twin sister to verbally degrade her and brag about his lifestyle compared to hers, before he occasionally steals one of her trinkets or breaks them when she's not looking. Amber has tried to kick him out on multiple occasions but he knows she feels compelled to let him visit due to them both being the only family the twins have left.

What did they do before and during the civil war/War for Cybertron? What was their past like? The twins were raised by a pair of moth Bugformers named Dahlia and Io, who the twins were told to call their Aunt and Uncle due to their original caretakers being unable to raise them, as their father figure died in a cave-in while their mother figure, the one who first took them in from the spark pool they emerged from, disappeared when the twins were barely a month old. Aurelio often copied everything Amber did while they were very young, despite him being the oldest by a full minute. Some of these shared interests he gained from Amber included their shared love for music, the more enchantingly macabre things in art, history and media, and of course singing. His mimicry game soon led to them both finally gaining their own individual preferences through a shared experience at a music festival for the nocturnal citizens of the colony, where Amber found her love for the darker forms of music and its themed attire from one of the performances at it, going for a more whimsical look with black shawls and makeup inspired by the Titan's art depictions, due to her love for history and the Titan herself. Aurelio, meanwhile, became more inspired by the attire of some more macabre themed bands at the same festival. And during one such performance, Aurelio found his first celebrity crush and career goal awakening... a Pine Hawkmoth singer named Rhapsody, for through his music did Aurelio find his own appearance style and his dream of becoming a singer just like his crush. Once the twins reached their late teen years, Aurelio formed his own band with some childhood friends, who mostly played violin, wooden flute and the lute, and with Amber joining in as a singer too in order to support her beloved brother, and soon with their uncle's help they began to perform at parties and festivals across the colony as a band named Death's Head, due to the band consisting mostly of Hawkmoths, with Aurelio choosing to paint his own body to appear like a Lesser Death's Head Hawkmoth... thus creating his stage persona when he became the leader and head singer of the band, gaining the new full name Aurelio Styx. (And for anyone curious, this is what the twins sound like when singing together: https://youtu.be/pAjYbmRvNb4 at 1:03~) After the eventual passing of their aunt and uncle from old age, the band finally began to play at bigger festivals as Aurelio and Amber soon grew more famous across the colony, even more so once they began performing in the capital more often and upgraded their instruments to the more electrical kind now that they could afford it, but that was when things began to go downhill. For the more wealth Aurelio acquired with his newfound fame, the more he began to fall into the wrong crowd that skittered in the darkest cracks of the city walls... Drugs, drink and bedfellows replaced his time rehearsing with his bandmates, and no matter how much Amber tried to reason with her brother and best friend to make him stop his habits, her words fell on deaf audials. After their third year of touring, the band split and Aurelio became an independent singer as he rose in caste status and gained the good life he was chasing... Even if it meant sacrificing the person he was to gain it. After cutting all ties with the band and giving up her singing career, Amber chose to remain in the capital to study her passion for history and become a librarian, gaining a quiet life as her fame and the drama her departure caused faded into memory, leaving nothing but mental scars and a deep longing for the family it took from her.

Did they experience a moment of great tragedy or trauma that haunts them? The first time a drug cartel came looking for Aurelio due to him owing them money, they targeted Amber when the band was doing their final tour and promoting their second album release, as they mostly stayed at city inns during this time. Breaking down her door and trapping her in her own room, they tortured her for the info on where her brother was, before they left after taking what they deemed rightfully theirs, from both the room and from Amber…

No one came into the room until the next morning, when Aurelio came back hung over and covered in lipstick marks, a clear sign on where he spent the night. Seeing the room in a chaotic mess and his twin sister on the floor, covered in dent and scratches along her arms and legs with some of her own blood under her, Aurelio simply knelt down beside her and asked, “Did they take the money?” With barely enough strength to be able to nod, Amber could only watch as Aurelio scoffed and muttered at how useless she was before he left the room, completely ignoring Amber stuck on the floor. Once she managed to finally call for a doctor and reported the physical assault to the guards, she immediately left the band three days later, who soon properly split once word got around about the assault… A tale that was told across the newspapers and filled the gossip of every citizen across the city, all against her wishes. Amber still remembers the fear and humiliation she felt upon seeing the cropped photo of herself from her band’s handcrafted album cover being used for the newspaper's front page headline, with the rest of the article going into detail about the cartel being spotted outside her room and why no one stopped them… as a fangirl of Aurelio was seen pointing them to the inn Amber and the band were staying at.

In comparison, the darkest time in Aurelio’s life was long after he began his career as an independent singer, when one day he was walking through the market square of the capital, eager to replenish his stock of wine and nectar for another night of partying. However…. The moment he followed the glimmer of orange and black that caught his eye, the world seemed to suddenly freeze in time when he spotted a familiar reflection…

Not noticing him at all, after the year since the split, Amber walked right past him on the other side of the path, looking much healthier, more mature and with a sense of control in the life she seemed to be leading all on her own… a life, Aurelio realized in that moment, that he forced her to have without him. Remembering how his daily life was now filled with nothing but addictions and empty music about jealousy and lust, he watched as his twin sister walked away, his spark heavy with envy and guilt for the parallel lives they now lived. Deep down, Aurelio knew his twin sister would never be able to trust him again.

Anger then began to fill his spark at every resurfaced memory of her, leading to him tracking her down and meeting her properly, this time managing to be invited into her home. What was intended to be a rekindling of their bond as family ended up with them having a massive argument about that day, with Amber screaming at him with tears in her eyes about how he abandoned her when she needed him most, before Aurelio left and began his endless habit of “friendly visits”, a way he deemed cathartic for his anger towards Amber by gaslighting her, teasing her and breaking her trinkets that he felt were just useless shiny junk, a habit he continues to this day, despite Amber’s desire to forbid him from entering her home but fearing losing her only family again.

Did they experience a moment of great joy that´s still in their memory as a precious moment? While Amber still felt scared of her past catching up to her, she finally did get out and enjoy the nocturnal parties that led to her first discovering her love of dark yet flashy makeup and music so long ago. In memory of the happy girl she lost to the cartel's lust, Amber attended a nocturnal party with the intent of just relaxing and mingling, now that no one seemed to recognize her from her past.

There, while Amber was drinking and explaining to a curious Silk Moth how she made her knitted dress out of two shawls she repurposed, she spied a Titan’s Guard stationed nearby watching over the party… And her spark fluttered faster than her wings ever could as she found herself drawn to the beautiful beetle guard, realizing only after she remembered to breathe that the guard was a femme... The most beautiful femme she had ever seen~ Sadly, she felt far too timid to approach her, and instead chose to try again when the nocturnal party would be announced once more... only to realize that the guard wasn't there when she attended the next party. That moment still drives her forward each night to be more social and attend the parties once they come back around, hoping to find that guard again and finally see if she can talk to her or perhaps one day find her in the library she works at… Which has often caused her to daydream during the quiet moments in the library, allowing her to sneakily read some knight themed romance novels at the front desk, wondering between the pages what it would be like to be protected by a true knight of the Titan's Guard~

For Aurelio, the happiest moment of his life was simply the day he saw his very first album on the shelves of the music café in the capital, of seeing his name for the first time on something people could listen to at home, to hear his voice and his life’s work, all while knowing that he was finally going to be a star like he always dreamed of. His joy was shared with Amber on that day, even while he failed to see how worried she looked as he began his chase for his toxic life.

Is your character able to drive any vehicles? Where did they learned it? Amber and Aurelio have no need, since they can both fly to the very ceiling of any city or town within the underground colony, in both alt-mode and their bipedal forms. Aurelio, however, prefers to travel by monorail or on a steed, all to prevent his painted wings from being ruined.

Did your character meet the figureheads/leaders of their home? No, even in all his fame or during their band’s prime, Aurelio and Amber have never met the Cityspeaker or the Titan. The band split before they could even consider the possibility of the Cityspeaker attending one of their shows, and Aurelio isn’t exactly a favourite amongst the higher class musicians or aristocrats for obvious reasons.

Best Friend(s)? Amber is best friends with another librarian she works with, a Common Gray Moth Bugformer named Pearl, who is more like a little sister to her that supports her and gives her advice whenever Amber feels stuck, but she has no idea about Amber’s abusive situation with her brother. Pearl does, however, know about the love story of the Titan’s Guard member Amber fell hard for and eagerly wishes to help the taller Moth find her lady knight… at least for the sake of going to a party with her and gaining some gossip for the librarians.

Aurelio mostly just talks to his manager and some of the other singers of high class society, but none of whom he would dare to consider even trusting his drink with, let alone turning his back to. He often considers his bodyguards his friends, despite the verbal abuse he throws their way when he's drunk or in drug withdrawal.

Greatest Enemie(s)? Amber's enemy would be her own brother, for obvious reasons... Despite her fawn trauma response making her hold onto him in fear of losing the only form of family she ever knew.

Aurelio, meanwhile, has too many enemies to count, all of whom are within drug cartels or fans who have grown to hate him and send .

Preferred weapons? Amber can’t really fight, but due to her past trauma, she now carries a dagger everywhere she goes, hidden in her arm plating so that she can use it even if she’s pinned down.

Aurelio has hired bodyguards but doesn’t feel the need to arm himself with anything.

Do they have a team/partner, or someone that´s often with them?Beyond Pearl and her co-workers, Amber actually has no one she spends her free time with… But she does have a flower houseplant named Tina. She deeply dreads the day she finally has someone over and she lets slip of casually saying “And that’s Tina” towards her plant baby, who she luckily hides every time her brother comes to visit.

Aurelio spends most of his free time alone or partying, so between those activities he’s more often at his bodyguard's side or with his latest hired escort for the night.

Do they have sibling(s)? How´s their relationship to them? I think we all know the answer to that…

Do they have a sparkmate? How did they get to know each other?The twins are both single, but compared to her miserable toxic brother, Amber is attempting to find and get to know the Titan’s Guard she saw at that party more intimately, all for the sake of following her heart’s desire~ Pearl has since jokingly dubbed the ship "Maple Knight" and will always ask the next day after a nocturnal party, "Has the knight found her Maple Maiden yet?~"

Overall Look?

Amber~ A female of the Silk Moth species of Bugformers, she’s skinny and taller than the average moth or colony citizen by an extra head in height, but a lot shorter than Captain Kabula as she reaches only the beetle’s chest. As a Cecropia Silk Moth, she has large black wings with white tips all along the edges with a large black dot on both primary wings, an orange and thinner white stripe in the middle of both wings, and white crescent moon shapes outlined in orange on the inside that show when they are folded on her back. Her torso and the biceps of her four arms have round, orange fur coated plates that reveal her grey exoskeleton underneath, but only on the belly, underarms, clawed hands, and between her upper pairs of shoulders where her wings are, while her forearms, waist, thigh and calf plates are orange and white striped to show what forms the thorax of her alt-form. Her legs are very thin and slightly digitigrade in shape, which are grey from her two-toed feet to her knees, as they're made of the harder metal forming her exoskeleton, and as such are split into sections just like a moth’s legs. Her neck is hidden by a thick collar of white fur that trails into a heart shaped ball of fluff covering the middle of her chest, which gives it a bustier look, the rest forming a mane or high collar behind her orange head. Just at her helm’s brow line, Amber has two, black, long fuzzy antenna that curve over her head and down to the middle of her shoulders. She tends to keep them twisted like a braid at the ends to keep them out of her ruby eyes and pale white face, which is usually decorated with large, black winged eyeliner leading down to her nose with tiny diamonds on the corners of her eyes, designed to mimic the Titan’s decorative look, alongside black painted lips and, counting on her mood for the day, a tiny black heart on her left cheek, sometimes a rose when she misses the Titan’s Guard she wishes to properly meet. When she’s working, Amber is never without her beloved black knitted shawl, crafted to bear intricate flower patterns, that covers her shoulders, half her wings when folded, and her chest floof, alongside her square black glasses on an obsidian beaded chain to help keep them on her. She can see just fine but is a little short sighted, so she needs them more for work than daily life.

Aurelio~ Without his performance makeup that he rarely takes off, Aurelio looks perfectly identical to Amber without her shawl, glasses and makeup. The only true difference between them, in fact, are the volume in white chest fluff, how his antennae curl more upwards and aren't braided together behind his back, and their eyes.

While Amber has ruby red eyes, Aurelio’s are golden, hence his name. His chest fluff, while slightly less heart shaped and more rounded, is flatter or less fluffy than Amber’s, due to the affects of the drugs within Aurelio’s body, which have since made his black and grey body much lighter and more faded in hue, his orange now a sickly shade of rust. He can hide all this when he becomes Aurelio Styx by painting every inch of his body in speckled brown and coating his legs, forearms and secondary wings in yellow, while adding the infamous skull shape onto his back as befitting a Lesser Death’s Head Hawkmoth. When out and about in public, he always wears a white, half unbuttoned blouse that just reaches halfway down his torso and puffs up his brown and yellow speckled painted chest fur. His beloved short blouse covers just his back, via a long train that reaches his hips, and all four arms, which have long draping sleeves that give him a regal appearance…. and never is he without his two to four jeweled necklaces on the finest chains and pendants of ununtrium, all in his efforts of proving his status and wealth to the colony.

Bonus: What´s the song that represents your character the most?

For Amber... I also think this could be her voice claim~

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And for Aurelio... May as well stick with his voice claim and name inspiration~

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(The Unnamed Colony belongs to @cuppajj. I own nothing but the OCs)

#cuppajj #unnamed colony world #The Goth Moths #bugformers #transformer ocs

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No one in the group can pacify, no. <:/

But this just made me imagine Seam pulling up with a Ralsei and he's just like "Ok do it now-" Ralsei pacifies Jevil and he falls flat on his face. Totally asleep, just- dead to the world.

"Thank you, I can never get him to sleep. What a stubborn jester he is." Seam picks Jevil up and just walks away with him XDD

@dragonlover123456

Whenever I feel like drawing it. Heck, I might not draw another series at all 🤷‍♂️

Yeah! I figured it would be restricting if the clothes on the animatronics were real <XD

Also THANK YOU! :DDD I'm usually not so sure about that part of my comics, so I'm glad to hear that you like it! :}}}

Oh! No no, Sunny and Moony are the same person. The daycare attendant is 1 animatronic, with 1 personality. He is 1 person.

In the true swap, DA swaps with DJMM.

In the partial swap, DA doesn't swap with anyone. Him and DJ's theme both just get changed up a bit.

@scrimbly-mc-scrombly-iii

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDDD 💖💖💖

@kaiserdarken

I don't think the animatronics would understand the significance of Christmas like we do..

To them, Christmas is just that time of year where the Pizzaplex gets decorated with trees and shiny things. Their cued songs change and they get temporary redesigns for about a month or so. Then suddenly all the decorations get torn down and everything goes back to normal. :/

I can see Freddy liking just a simple Pepperoni. :) Same with Bonnie!

Chica probably likes all pizzas, but maybe her favorite is a pizza with absolutely all the toppings. Spinach, Black olives, Sausage, extra cheese, Mushrooms, onions- just put everything on there! XD

I'd like to think that Foxy is surprisingly a bit picky with his pizza and prefers a plain cheese. :00

Monty probably likes most pizza's but maybe he openly prefers Hawaiian pizza?

Roxy probably also likes Hawaiian pizza but is afraid of being judged so never eats it :(

@thelocalbadartistta

I DO love slime rancher! :DD I "beat" the first game and I forgot to play the second one- :x

Also thank you! :DD

Thank you!! :DD I'm glad you like what you see! :}}

@insanityislife101

I have seen that episode but I don't remember much of it... what headcannon are you referring to..?

Jevil would probably see all these people who are trapped and losing their minds and offer to take them all with him. Out into the multiverse to find freedom and a new home..

Although I wonder if he could even do that. Their digital nature might prevent them from traversing into the multiverse <XD

@badlyblurry

Those penguins look like they live an a tropical environment.. Which Peso's family does not... :((

Also my Peso isn't an Emperor, he's a Royal! :)

AWWWW I LOVE THAT IDEA!! I think I've seen the comic you're talking about! :DD

@trainer-sean

@itsgemystic

In the edn..

In the... eden...

In.. the...... e d e n

Google seems to say that male calico cats are possible. They're just extremely rare (1 in 3,000 up to 1 in 10,000) and they have an XXY chromosome which can cause Klinefelter's Syndrome.

After all the googling I did I decided to add this fact to my Calico Jack lore XDD

SO my new canon is, on Kwazii's mom's side of the family there are generation after generation of Calico daughters. Having a male calico is extremely rare so most of his moms family are all female calicos. BUT, his great, great, great, etc- Grandfather was a rare male calico. His name was Jackson something Calico. He was pirate legend and all that stuff.

Jackson had some daughters and then generations later the second male would be born to the calico line. Kwazii's grandfather! They named him Jackson too after the first male Calico in their bloodline. Jack is aware of his rarity and is very proud to bear the name Jackson.

Now Kwazii's dad was an orange tabby. So he was born male and has most all the fur patterns his dad did. Say for there being a little more white than is usually seen in tabby's coat. Maybe he got a bit of that from his Calico mom.?

@yeetmysoulintothevoid

SKLSKASJN WAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THAT MEANS THE WORLD TO MEEEEE!!! 😭😭😭💖💖😭✨✨

Also I actually haven't heard of that game.. it sounds interesting though! 👀

Bash would probably take all the clay, make it into a ball, and then add spikes to it. Wait till it hardens, and then through it at people XDD

@dovelylittlebird

WAAA THANK YOU VERY MUCHH!! THAT'S SO KIND OF YOU TO SAYYY WAAAA💖💖💖

I don't recall making a post like that.. anyhow, my algorithm now is "I post whatever I want, whenever I want" <XDD

I don't have a schedule or an algorithm I'm trying to follow. I just draw whatever I want and post them whenever I want to.

The ask posts though, those are dependent on my followers. Usually when I get to 30-40 askes stored up I compile as many as I can and answer them in one go. :0

I don't take any requests, no. But if someone asks about my AU's and wants more insight on something, that usually interests me enough to want to draw something for it. Like just now I have two asks stored away because I'd like to draw something for them..👀

But that doesn't mean that every ask like that will get a drawing. A lot of the time those asks just make me think and I type out a response instead. I'm always open for those asks though and would read all of your suggestions! Just don't ask them expecting me to draw them because 9 times out of 10 they wont get a drawing-

@skellacant

My advice would be to base your OC on an already existing animatronic. That way it looks related to the other animatronics and fits in a little better :0

So in my opinion your options are animatronics like Ballora, Circus Baby, Puppet, Ennard, Balloon boy.. you know, the "human" characters. You could use one of them as a reference and make something similar but with a skeleton theme.

For example, the Puppet. You could make your own puppet with maybe different proportions, and a skull mask instead of a clown(?) one. Maybe instead of stripes on the arms it could be a cartoony bone pattern. Instead of buttons on the chest it could be 2-3 ribs on each side. Stuff like that! :}

Oh no no- The partial and true swap follow the formula of the classic AU.

So in the partial swap, Foxy was sane and helped guide Gregory through the pizzaplex. Gregory escapes with Foxy's help, but later returns. Foxy takes him to the basement where Gregory snoops around and finds Chica. Later on Chica and Gregory snoop around and find Freddy. Monty, Roxy and Bonnie don't remember Gregory and they're not aware that he's in the basement.

Now in the true swap, Bonnie was sane and helped guide little Vanessa through the pizzaplex. She escapes with Bonnie's help, but later returns. Bonnie takes her to the basement where she snoops around and finds Chica. Later on Chica and Vanessa snoop around and find Freddy. Monty, Roxy and Foxy don't remember Vanessa and they're not aware that she's in the basement.

Seam is currently collapsed in the snow somewhere having big old man sleepy time✨

@beryl-shade

Actually, in the most recent FNAF comic that I made, that's exactly what Gregory was doing! :00 He was trying to take the arm off to hopefully tape it onto Bonnie and give him a new arm <XD

Who's to say it would have worked-

#my response #fnaf security breach #octonauts #deltarune #undertale #transformer ocs

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