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HIM AGAIN Every couple years when I revisit MTMTE it's always Rung and Skids ;-; My two favourite tragic guys. I'm so normal about them so normal. I will not cry.

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Lots of banger ideas from the MTMTE Notebooks vol 2 that didn't make it into the series (some for obvious reasons, such as Rung being a King Scraplet made out of 1000 smaller scraplets, and some for other reasons).

This particular idea is intriguing and begging for fanfic. And honestly, it makes a lot of sense - if there is a Primus outside of the planet Cybertron in the form of Rung, then doesn't it also follow that Unicron would be the same thing?

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Thinking again about an AU where the Engineer wakes up when the Prometheus arrives. The idea of him keeping back and watching these strangers delve into the ruins irks me. This mountain of a creature silently stalking the crew, trying to discern their reason to arrive and inspect the site. To loot? To learn? What do their words mean? Of course, he'd get curious about David. He's clearly not human. Close, almost enough. At least from an outside eye, he's rather convincing. Still, The Engineer eventfully connects the dots. When push comes to shove, the Engineer moved to act on his curiosity. Only, to his and other's shock a red-haired woman turns into a total firecracker. putting her body between the Engineer and David, blocking the attempted kidnap. Her voice harsh and snapping as she backs the robot and crew away from the sudden presence.

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Thinking again about an AU where the Engineer wakes up when the Prometheus arrives. The idea of him keeping back and watching these strangers delve into the ruins irks me. This mountain of a creature silently stalking the crew, trying to discern their reason to arrive and inspect the site. To loot? To learn? What do their words mean? Of course, he'd get curious about David. He's clearly not human. Close, almost enough. At least from an outside eye, he's rather convincing. Still, The Engineer eventfully connects the dots. When push comes to shove, the Engineer moved to act on his curiosity. Only, to his and other's shock a red-haired woman turns into a total firecracker. putting her body between the Engineer and David, blocking the attempted kidnap. Her voice harsh and snapping as she backs the robot and crew away from the sudden presence.

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The Engineer makes a point to try and repair his ship while ignoring the red-headed human tottering after him.

She'd been trapped inside by the ship's contaminated containment procedure. Triggered by something out of the Engineer's control. An abruptly missing urn of the pathogen. A single container. Gone. The humans had to be behind it. They were the only other sapient things on this forgotten moon. However, there was more life here. The alarming spill of pathogen-infused worms nearby proves this. The red-headed human had scurried away like an insect when he'd taken to bring them to ash.

A blessing, he'd thought. A lack of extra eyes could allow him to work in peace.

But, then? She came back. Her voice was soft as she babbled her language to him. Her eyes sought his. He didn't give her the chance to meet his gaze. She's nothing. She's an annoying sound. As long as she didn't interfere? He'd allow her to continue living. The mess he'd make killing her was not worth it. So, he marches past, weapon still smoking from the burning heat it'd burned the worm spill with.

Suddenly, she follows. The Engineer ignores her, even as she matches his pace. However, he casts an untrusting eye on her as she reaches out. Her hands hovered over the smoking weapon. Did she intend to disarm him? No, she's much too small to carry the tool. Did she know that? It seems so. Her hands stay hovering as they walk. What is this? Examination? The Engineer finally catches the quiet sound of chattering human teeth. Ah, she's cold. Like an insect. Scuttling into danger for a faint flicker of warmth. Harmless still.

The Engineer leaves the tool in its slot, earning more messy words. He leaves, and she follows. The central room is their next place. He checks the main computer. The system is cold and offline. Something he intends to mend. Only. He'll have to learn how first. He's glad his people thought of problems such as this. He must only find the physical backup records.

But the room is a mess. Whether from the ship settling in the decaying launch room or human hands? The Engineer can't tell. He growls and curses to himself, moving to a scattered mess of instruction panels. Metal slates of information lay scattered for his eyes. He kneels, pulling one from the floor. A heavy huff frees dust from its surface. A swiping palm further cleans it. The Engineer can feel the alien woman draw closer. Her eyes set on the panel in his hands.

It's not what he needs.

The Engineer grunts as he stands. He strides toward a wall of slots. Thin holes decorate the wall, awaiting their panels. He slips the panel in his hands to its corresponding slot. It stutters, then slips deeper. Clicking flush with the wall. Only its edge is visible, the side reading 'water systems.'

The Engineer turns, and the woman is before him. He glares at her, but her face is obscured from his gaze as she raises a panel toward him. FOR him. He's careful and slow to take the panel from her. She blinks nervously up at him, glancing between him, the wall, the panel, and even the messy floor. The Engineer watches her, anger at her presence taken down a single degree. She was attempting to aid him. Why?

The Engineer turns the panel in his hands, sighing. It's still not what he wants. The Man turns to the wall again. He sets the panel in its place. He doesn't need to turn around before the human woman offers another panel. To him, they are small but heavy. Fit to one hand. But to her? This woman? She grabs them with both hands. Hefting them into her arms. It takes her real effort to move them. So why does she carry them? Is this some strange human thing he's unfamiliar with? Perhaps she's trying to earn his favor.

Ah, that must be it. The Engineer decides. The woman is trying to secure a chance at life. After all? Helpful things are kept alive. Even animals could understand that. Even their future of Earth had examples. He remembers reading about those few victories on that remote planet.

Panel after panel. Until? He holds out a hand, expecting another. Nothing lands in his palm. So, the Engineer turns. His brow glares before he stops. The woman is shuffling about, searching. And still, it seems the last panel is missing. The very one he needs. She's openly searching for the item.

Peeking under obstacles. Peering over ledges.

The Engineer watches as she suddenly kneels, her torso darting under a desk. A broken chair obscures her, except for her feet as they shuffle. He stands, watching as the sound of metal lifts from the ground. Then, the alien backs out of the space. A panel roughly cradled in her arms. She looks over her shoulder, brow damp as she pants. Still, she seems set on him. She gets to her feet before stumbling her way over.

The woman holds up the metal, letting him pull it from her hands. He turns it, sighing with relief. It's the one he needs. His crew mate must have been reading it before going into cryosleep. He'd forgotten it by the desk. On the now broken chair, no doubt.

The Engineer hums, earning a tilt of the head from the alien. A new reaction to his new sound. Her hands hold her gut as he walks past her. She still follows him. Her thin shoes scuff as his boots thump. What an odd alien. A strange human. He might just allow her to live longer.

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he’s so URGGGG

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Shallow

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Velocity comic for @medicalgradezine

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It's fucking happening.

And THIS TIME with a proper outline. Fleshed out and everything.

Now clap. /lh

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- can you make that many?

SIGHS im so sad im SO sad

But also I got some insane satisfaction from drawing this just pulling the pic out of your head is yeah. It does that

ORIGINALLY IT STARTED OUT AS THIS 15 MIN SKETCH (i like it sob) BUT.. I came back home and started cooking (the art took a whole month to figure out but like 8 hours total)

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[Transformers Until one💫] Quintus prime

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[Transformers Until one💫] Quintus Prime

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ID credit: 4220190507 on 小红书

(please like, reblog and give proper credit if you use any of my gifs!)

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No idea what am I doing

But I'm doing it

I think I need to sit my ADHD ass down and watch some tutorials

I can 100% do better

Still need to step up my background game