#IDW Verses

[atangledfate]

New Muses Added!

" It's a pleasure to be here... Stay away from my sister creeps..."

" OH MY GOSH!! I AM HERE! AHH!!! can you believe it! "

" Perhaps this will help alleviate my endless boredom..."

[deecotan]

yapper x listener in every universe

[blighted-lights]

Hi Blight!

If you're still taking request, can you draw something sweet with Soundwave and Ravage? Maybe with them cuddling or Soundwave comforting her (or him? I've seen you use both for Ravage, so whichever!) through a pain flare-up or something? Idk, I'm just in the mood for something sappy with them haha. Thanks!

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the most amicas that have ever existed. i am ALWAYS sappy about these two. something something best friends being deeply loyal to one another and helping each other through their worst days, something something they're their worst and best selves while with each other

i actually got a few similar asks for these two, so i kinda mashed em all into one! my drawing requests are still open; gimmie more ravage requests!

[s735]

[findoesstuf]

Sure hope this happens in the IDW comics someday!

[tilly-tittle]

slightly brighter ver.

[strunmah-mah]

Been seeing some people being mean to my girls lately

[ikkosu]

REST

mouse-verse

"It's barely even ten, mouse — is that coffee on your table?"

YOU brought up the disposable cup : pale parchment rimmed with green and wagged it a little for him to see. The liquid sloshed and steam flared from the muddled veneer. Where he stood, teetering in front of your desk, his frown deepened — then, he sighed.

"I understand the forcefield parameter needs reforming. And, I understand it's not an easy task to manage. But the only thing you're working towards to, here, is killing yourself." He nudged it away from his periphery. "You hunkered down on two cups, already?"

"It's only around five milligrams of caffeine." You set it down; tack on your desk, frowning when it left a brown spot.

He pressed a digit against his temple, possibly to soothe the incoming migraine straining his circuits. "Adults are advised to consume at least less than four hundred a day. You've consumed double the quota."

" Less doesn't keep me awake." You stand up, trotting towards a metal rimmed cabinet holstered by left side of the wall.

"Less, keeps you alive." He scowls. "Don't think I'm not aware of what you've been doing up these recent nights. Those concealer under your eyes aren't so subtle, mouse."

You chuffed, sorting through the files. "Alright then, mister preacher. If you get to have a say then I do as well : how about the cubes of 'engex' I found tucked under your desk, hm? Not so preaching anymore, huh."

Prowl turns sharply away; his door wings pike up and you smiled. "Those are non-alcoholic. You brewed them, yourself."

"Indeed, I did." You grabbed a plastic bag. "And guess how much caffeine i've docked inside the engex?"

Prowl turns back, gritting his teeth. Smug brat. "Don't change the subject, mouse.You and I both know I've dealt with  far worse and a little lack of recharge isn't going to kill me. Which stands to reason,  your body needs  rest or the base is going to scour for another scientist that's at least not hell bent on killing herself."

"Already decided."

"Excuse me?" Prowl watches as you wrangle out a folded cushion from the bag: teal green of color, and rolled it across the floor.

You shrugged off your lab coat and underneath is a soft white tee with a modest neckline. Prowl isn't sure whether to turn away or keep looking.

"What are you doing." He says dryly.

You sat on the cushion, giving the spot beside you a prim pat. "We're at a stalemate. How about we counter the assault by caving in to a truce?"

Prowl stares at you for a moment, likely contemplating the need for fresh air through the open door, or the prospect of copping himself up inside your laboratory. Alone, together.

Doesn't seem so bad.

The cushion dips and cool metal curls around the side of your waist before pitting you close to his chassis. A warm kind of thrum pulses throughout your body and one servo molds against your cheek, cool to the touch, thumb on the plush of your lips.

Prowl tries not to sound amused through his solemn reverie. "If that's your suggested strategy, then I wouldn't want to know what many more would come if ever you're to take reign of the battle field."

You grinned and gave the digit a peck  "What can I say, officer? I did look for both logic and reason."

"It's still not very strategic." He murmers and his lips find the crook of your neck, nose a soft nestle against your jawline as he kisses it.

"Rest."

[lord-squiggletits]

Joy, IDW MegOP doodle be upon ye

It's the scene from Exactly According to Plan where Megatron peacefully watches Optimus sleep after their night together.

[krystaldeath]

Happy 2024 have these things I made in the last half hour of 2023

[wott11]

I’m drawing Transformers everyday until Transformers One comes out.

I’m open to requests, ranging from character, to generation, to pose/sorta situation.

Feel free to comment ideas

[mlpoutofcontext]

[the-maximist-drawer]

Foot Leonardo!

[blighted-lights]

quick warm-ups of some more shockwave and clone ravage (ft an unimpressed starscream)! which you can see more of here and here <3

[haifischkivenchy]

white flag .. by dido.... what. why are they everywhere im not even joking anymore

[findoesstuf]

James 5:15