#ShockLine

[orions-hound]

gift for @maxicaiman of shockline

[eldritchships]

Happy ShockLine anniversary + wedding everybody!! 💘💜

[captainhancock727]

ShockLine - Spring Break

[maxicaiman]

oughhh he's so.... guys I want him bad I fear

[belovecore]

@eldritchships

hello selfship community can I offer you this

[screamce]

I'm finally free from artfight AHHH that was so fun I think I doubled my attacks from last year. I got so many I have to break it up into a couple parts gggg but anyway, here's some of the cool stuff i made for some cool people!

as per usual, links n stuff under the cut

Cabbage for @cabbagefaerie

Skye for @aj-is-typing-18

Juno for @jymic

Donnie & Mikey for @the-seraph-thilio

VERSE N CREW RAAHH for @energons

BellaBella for @wolf-tail

ROADRAGE RGAGRA for @kevinexe06

Anokato for @/mpartist1894 on artfight

Delirium + my oc for @gacha-pon

Aria + my oc for @/Ravenz_Featherz on artfight

SHOCKLINE RAAAAHH for @maxicaiman

Popfly, Stageflow, Softserve, & Breakneck for @cheesarbles, @merus-mystery, @/SOUNDBBABE on artfight, + @/redbeanp13 on artfight

Gossamer for @/ACatNamedKK on artfight

Spartan Striker >:] for @kevinexe06

SilverStreak for @/lazy_pan_artist on artfight [it said they had a tumblr but the link is dead </3]

BOUNCEWILD MY BELOVED <3 for @blurrynswindle

Slugs & Snails for @/Minced_Meat on artfight

Iphi for @/Seabluewolf on artfight

Turbo Drive :'( for @kittycookiesuwu

Mourningstar for @penebui

Paradox :'] for @linek0

Pawse for @/BassetBites on artfight

Sunny for @kupahdraws

Nova! for @/Lapitide on artfight

Sophie for @/Rosarolli on artfight

Azalion for @justabeewithapen

Soda for @/polarisbluecaribou on artfight

SkyBlade for @kittycookiesuwu

Shambles for @cherryslu-t

[retro-anon]

@mychlapci here he is!!

The funny thing is he's in a poly relationship with megatron, rodimus, Ultra Magnus/Minimus, and my friends oc Shockline lmao

He will eventually get an updated ref

[radio-wavelengths2]

if each of your ocs had a choice of which canon character to fuck who would they each choose

OOH OKAY A lot of them have canon partners anyways actually! So for most it’s just their partners (doing this all for TFA bC I’m lazy)

Entrap: Blitzwing

Radiostar: Ratchet, Drift and/or Kup (Ratchet and Drift are canon partners, Kup is not)

Humvee: Prowl or Optimus (neither canon partners, his conjunx is a friend’s oc)

Whiz: Wreck-Gar and Prowl (canon partners)

Noxious: Ultra Magnus bC he’d do anything the Magnus tells him to, he’s a complete suck-up

Turboshot: Rodimus Prime, they’re canonically friends-with-benefits for a while!

Oversteer: Megatron and/or Optimus, preferably both at the same time (neither are his partners)

Shockline: Megatron (same as Noxious with Ultra Magnus)

I think that’s all my ocs I post about here,,,

[retro-anon]

MEOW THATS MY BBG SHOCKLINE ALRIGHT

did a call with some friends for a while and drew some porn with my ocs, have Shockline and Fuselage being whores

[smww4ever]

Wonders 🎶✨

[eldritchships]

❤️‍🩹 for shockline 👁️

This one ended up becoming much longer than I expected but in my defence I was having a lot of fun with it

❤‍🩹 - Reunited after a long time apart

Words: 1900

The barn was completely empty. This was hardly an uncommon occurrence of course - all of the Malto family could come and go from the barn as they pleased - but when expecting someone to be there, it was quite confusing.

Nightshade poked their helm out from within the barn. Their optics blinked owlishly as they adjusted to the harsh midday sun before finally spotting Thrash and Jawbreaker in the dirt driveway. The two appeared to have borrowed the spare tire from Mom’s truck and were using it as a makeshift Terran-sized soccer ball. Nightshade brightened and walked over.

“Have either of you seen Flatline?” They asked, “He was supposed to visit today to help with my latest prototype, but I can’t find him anywhere.” Thrash shrugged and Jawbreaker shook his helm.

“No. Sorry, Nightshade.”

“Maybe he’s running late?” Thrash offered as he focused on trying to juggle the tire-ball with his pede. He spotted Nightshade’s disappointed frown and added, “If we see him, we’ll let you know.”

“Thank you.” Nightshade’s expression warmed and they left their brothers to their game. The sound of Thrash kicking the tire to Jawbreaker and Jawbreaker diving to reach it faded behind Nightshade as they wandered back in the direction of the barn. They hadn’t checked the neighbouring paddocks yet, maybe Flatline was talking to Bumblebee; the two of them were acquaintances, it would make sense for them to catch up-

“I should really be going…”

Nightshade stopped mid-step. They turned and padded silently around the length of the barn, auditory sensors perked, following the sound of hushed voices. Two of them, oddly familiar, and airy with amusement…

“You are the one keeping me here.”

“I know, but…just a little longer…”

Nightshade rounded the corner to see none other than Flatline and Shockwave entangled together against the barn’s rear wall. Shockwave was pressed back against the wall with Flatline’s arms on either side of him, a close but only implied pin that Shockwave could have escaped at any time, but was choosing not to.

The brief second it took for Nightshade’s surprise to ebb was the same amount of time it took for Flatline to notice they were there.

“Nightshade!” He startled and quickly removed his arms from the barn wall. He fidgeted with his own servos as his smile became a little tighter, “I didn’t hear you arrive.” Nightshade’s helm lowered slightly as they averted their gaze before meeting Flatline’s again, feeling only slight embarrassment at having caught them; especially in comparison to the amount of embarrassment their mentor clearly felt at having been caught.

“Apologies. I didn’t mean to intrude.” Their apology was genuine even as a tiny smirk curved their mouth with it. Flatline was quick to shake his helm.

“Oh, no, it’s- you’re fine. Really.” His vocaliser was strained and sounded like it was second-guessing every word as it synthesised them. He shot a glance towards Shockwave before looking back to Nightshade. “I was just saying goodbye.” Shockwave, who had been silent since Nightshade’s arrival, stepped away from the wall and turned towards the young Terran. Nightshade looked up at him. In the distant edges of their processor, they realised with a mix of surprise and peculiarity that their hackles rose ever-so-slightly at having his attention. A singular, unblinking yellow optic stared back at them, burning and intent. It gave Nightshade the distinct impression that they were being analysed, or perhaps evaluated, but for what, they couldn’t tell.

“Ah.” Shockwave finally spoke, slow and clipped, “The educated one.” Nightshade paused, a contemplative frown ghosting across their features, before they nodded.

“Hello Shockwave.” Taking a chance that Shockwave’s abrasiveness was currently only in demeanour, Nightshade took a step closer. “I wasn’t aware that you were here. But it is good to see you again.” The only visible reaction Shockwave gave was in a slight tilt of his helm. The same couldn’t be said for Flatline - his smile returned to that warm and relaxed state it had been in before, and his optics shone through the weariness that usually lived within them, solely watching Shockwave. All the while he was unaware that Nightshade had noticed the expression he was directing towards his partner. “How about I meet you in the lab?” Nightshade offered. Flatline blinked and returned focus to the conversation, and to Nightshade, who gestured between him and Shockwave with a knowing smile. “I’ll wait for you there while you say your goodbyes…” Flatline gave a somewhat forced-sounding chuckle and placed his servos on his hips. His rotor blades flittered behind him.

“Good idea. I’ll meet you there.” He answered while pointedly looking at his pedes. Nightshade’s smile widened and they gave Shockwave a wave in goodbye. In yet another surprising turn of events, Shockwave gave them a small nod in return. They turned and took their leave, rounding the corner of the barn once more and disappearing, eager to prepare the workstation in the underground dugout. Flatline and Shockwave both watched them exit until it was entirely just the two of them once more.

Flatline sighed and shook his helm, smirking despite himself. He turned back to the bot who was already reaching towards him and his optics narrowed.

“Stop it.” Unlike Nightshade, Flatline had plenty of experience with deciphering Shockwave’s thoughts, and he far more easily noticed the subtle perk to the faceless bot’s finials. Shockwave, innocent as he had ever been, didn’t say a word in defence, and instead wrapped his cannon around Flatline’s back to pull him back against him.

“They seem quite fond of you.” Shockwave gestured with his helm in the direction of where Nightshade had been. Servos pressed against his chestplate and Shockwave obeyed, taking two steps back, unsurprised to feel his wings meet the wooden surface of the barn wall a second time. This time the chuckle Flatline gave was quieter but far more genuine. He preoccupied himself with trailing his digits across the expanse of Shockwave’s stomach before answering.

“They’re a smart one. And mostly self-taught, too, it’s impressive.” The journey of his digits naturally led his arms to loop around Shockwave’s back. Flatline rose up onto the tips of his pedes to rest his chin on the shelf of the purple chestplate in front of him. As Shockwave petted a servo along the edge of one of Flatline’s rotor blades, Flatline’s faceplate fell into a frown, and he mumbled, “Teaching them Cybertronian science feels easy, but anything else…I start to nosedive. I don’t know how to interact with these kids.” It was the first time he had voiced the trouble aloud. He wouldn���t dare admit it to the Terrans, or the human Maltos, and certainly not Bumblebee. But to Shockwave - his beloved, wonderful Shockwave, who he had opened himself up to more than anyone - airing the grievance felt more like a relief than a personal failure.

As if proving his point, Flatline’s train of thought was brought to an end when Shockwave spoke, his cannon squeezing around Flatline’s back.

“How fortunate then that a member of the young ones shares your primary interest.” He noted. Flatline begrudgingly had to nod, an action that proved somewhat awkward with his chin still perched on Shockwave’s chestplate.

“I suppose…” Flatline grumbled. Shockwave’s helm lowered, mimicking a furrowed brow, and Flatline rolled his optics, “Yes, you’re right. I’m glad one of them is easier to talk to.” He playfully shot Shockwave a scowl, but he couldn’t stop himself from smiling. It was especially hard to look annoyed about losing the argument when his spark was flipping in its chamber at getting to lose to Shockwave’s unwavering logical approach. It was incredibly familiar. It made Flatline feel fifteen years younger.

His current position had grown less comfortable though. Flatline wriggled in Shockwave’s arms in order to stand firm on the ground again, loosening his own arms to allow some extra breathing room. The latter was foiled by Shockwave immediately using the freed space to lean forward and let his forehelm fall against Flatline’s - or, at least, what counted as Shockwave’s forehelm. Flatline certainly didn’t mind either way.

“More will follow.” Shockwave’s voice lowered, quiet and rumbling through the mechanical effect in his vocaliser. Even in the bright afternoon, at this proximity, his optic still cast a faint yellow glow over Flatline’s faceplate, illuminating the grey metal. “I am certain of it…” His palm cupped Flatline’s cheek and Flatline briefly glanced towards it, optics steadily brightening underneath the yellow tint cast across them. “You have a particular proficiency at worming your way into the most resistant of sparks.” Flatline laughed and tilted his helm into the servo on his cheek.

“Aww. You flatter me, my love.” He entwined his own servo with Shockwave’s and turned his helm to press a kiss to the palm, and then one more to the pinch point where servo met wrist joint. Shockwave’s finials twitched and his optic somehow focused even more on Flatline, keeping his partner’s gaze while Flatline’s lips were still closed around the intricate interlocking components. He finally parted, but he kept their servos entwined, and Shockwave didn’t make any attempt to separate them himself. Instead, he tightened his digits in Flatline’s, ensuring that nothing would be able to tear them apart.

Flatline remained silent, savouring the moment for all it was worth. He would have been happy to stay there forever, or at least for a few centuries, but he knew Nightshade was still waiting for him. With a sigh of both contentment and acceptance, he started to untangle himself from their embrace.

“I should go. I’ll meet you at home.” Flatline moved with overt reluctance, as if he could squeeze in just a few more seconds of time together. Shockwave remained still at first, barely long enough to make it seem like he wasn’t going to let go, before he finally removed his cannon arm and rose back to his full height. After all the effort it took them to separate, Flatline didn’t think twice about stepping back in to steal another hug, that playful air creeping back into his grin. “Will you miss me?”

“As if you were one of my vital components.” Shockwave nudged the bottom lip of his helm against Flatline’s crest. Flatline’s spark started to somersault again and the grin lingered on his faceplate as he finally, finally, managed to pry himself away from Shockwave. He gave one last goodbye before he walked away, but even as he rounded the corner, his optics stayed on Shockwave until it was no longer possible for the large Decepticon to be within sight. With only a wall or two between them, Flatline already mourned his absence, but he kept his pedes moving towards his prior commitment. He even waved and smiled to Thrash and Jawbreaker as he passed by them playing in the driveway, and they both waved back - albeit looking a tad confused by Flatline’s noticeably good mood.

Flatline didn’t second-guess their reactions or himself as he ducked to enter the barn. Shockwave was right - he had somehow found himself inducted into this family, and as long as he kept trying, he would eventually find his footing when it came to interacting with them. The Maltos, Terran and human, had become important to him without him realising; they were as much a part of his future as Shockwave was. Flatline resolved to make an effort for both.

[captainhancock727]

ShockLine - Live Up

[maxicaiman]

OH MY GOSH HES ADORABLE WHATTTTT thank you so much dude !!!

gift for @maxicaiman of shockline

[maxicaiman]

Shock line has the patience of a GOD.

Mixmaster and scrapper? That’s some work.

I think he's got em under control,,,

[hexusproductions]

♥ (02) ♥ (03) ♥ (05) ♥ (06) ♥ (07) ♥ (09) ♥ (10) ♥ (12) ♥ (14) ♥ (18) ♥ (20) ♥ (23) ♥ (24) ♥ (25) ♥ (28)

gonna need these all for Flatline if that slides, i am doing research <3

Hello and welcome to Flatline & Love 101, I will be your lecturer for the evening. Please take a seat.

Does another OC love your OC? If so, whom, and does your OC know?

It really depends on who I’ve decided to ship him with at the time. In terms of other OCs, I have a few ships with some friends’ OCs, but strangely nothing involving another OC of my own with Flatline. But if there were some poor random Vehicon with a crush on the mad doctor, Flatline would have no idea. It’s never his first thought that someone might actually have a thing for him, because his reputation is not particularly flattering.

Are there any romantic gestures that your OC loves?

Bringing him energon to make sure he refuels (eats) properly. He often forgets to take breaks while he’s working, and bringing him some fuel is not only a caring gesture, but it’s relatively unobtrusive as well. Also, please take an interest in his work, he’s itching to excitedly explain what he’s been doing and it’d make him so happy.

What is the most romantic thing your OC has done for someone else?

From Flatline’s perspective, staying close to his beloved during a fight and making sure their injuries are dealt with quickly and efficiently is very romantic. As is getting retribution on whoever caused those injuries in the first place. Referring specifically to ShockLine, that time Flatline left Shockers an extra cube of energon and made sure he was taking breaks (Flatline’s a hypocrite, as we know).

What is the most romantic thing that has been done for your OC?

Being gifted a test subject when he was having trouble with a specific mixture felt super romantic to him. But also, whenever he’s firmly reassured by his partner that they refuse to recoil or run away from him in fear (even despite his best efforts), that means soooo much more to him than even he can properly process.

How successful is your OC at flirting with others?

When he tries (assuming the person he’s flirting with isn’t an especially stoic individual), Flatline’s pretty alright at it. It’s fairly rare for him to flirt with somebody though, especially initiating it, unless he’s particularly head-over-heels.

What is your OC’s favorite small way to show their love?

Praise. Lots and lots of praise.

What is your OC’s favorite big way to show their love?

Going out of his way to ensure that someone else is protected and safe. Flatline has made a careful circle of self-preservation for himself, and by expanding that circle to include somebody else, it shows he truly cares about them.

What do you love most about your OC?

Everything. He has rewritten my brain chemistry. Mad scientists/mad doctors are my favourite character archetype, he’s hot, and I get to enjoy putting my own robot guy amongst the other fun robots.

Does your OC have any romantic traditions?

Nothing specifically romantic, but Flatline does have a habit of coming up with a gift for someone he’s recently taken a liking to (whether that ‘liking to’ is attraction or plain admiration). Usually, this gift is something he’s cooked up in the lab to suit the recipient’s needs, because Flatline prides himself on his scientific skills.

Does your OC have a “type”?

Big weird guys!! Give it up for big weird guys!!! If they spark his curiosity (pun intended), have a noticeable amount of strength, and especially if they have some intelligence to go with it, you can bet that Flatline will have a thing for them.

How does your OC feel about public displays of affection?

Small displays are okay, he tends to act lovey dovey around his partner/s and some physical affection comes with that. Bigger displays of affection though, he would rather reserve for private moments.

What is your OC’s favorite nice thing to do for themselves?

Flatline’s favourite thing to do for himself is to curl up with a cube of hard grade and a nice book or something equally relaxing. He likes the peace and quiet - not to mention the privacy - of doing this little routine of his every so often.

How does your OC determine that they’re attracted to someone?

That rush where his spark pulses so fast it might burst and the air rushes from his ventilation systems. He keeps being drawn to them, and he’s utterly fascinated with who they are and what makes them who they are. He wants to know them inside and out.

Does your OC believe in soulmates?

Flatline believes that soulmates are made, not assigned. You find the person you love, and you forge that connection, with your bare hands if you have to.

What is something unconventional that your OC thinks is romantic?

Destroying each other’s enemies and serving their heads on a silver platter. A gift-wrapped case of military-grade corrosive acids. Flatline is a Decepticon scientist, so as you might expect his tastes are generally a little unconventional.

[companionwolf]

A moment from day 6 of Op. Summer Afternoon featuring Katersky & Koda.

Description under the cut because I know my handwriting is garbage u_u

[Panel 1: Katersky sits on the left of a couch, angrily looking at a notebook in his hand. On the right side of the couch, leaning over the back, is Koda. "...Katersky?" he asks, less a question than a greeting, looking toward the other man

Panel 2: "Is that from the box? Or the dorm?" Koda continues, still looking toward Katersky, his questions referring to the notebook.

Panel 3: "Dorm - I was trying to draw these things, but uh, they're a little..." Katersky trails off, meeting an unseen Koda's gaze.

Panel 4: "Hey!" Katersky says as we see the end result of Koda taking the notebook as he mutters, "Here, let me see--"

Panel 5: The sigils of the Create Gravitic Warp ritual.

Panel 6: Koda looks frightened; behind him a abstract representation of shock. To the right within the shockline, we can see text reading "-1 SAN"

Panel 7: Koda's looking at Katersky with an expression between fear and anger; he's pointing at the notebook that he holds in his left hand. "What the FUCK are you doing with this?" he asks.

Panel 8: Sitting on the couch, looking at where Koda's now dropped the notebook to the floor, Katersky says, "I want to understand it."

Panel 9: Koda looks down at the notebook with a concerned, nervous expression and says nothing.

Panel 10: We see Koda's booted feet, with the fallen notebook nearby. Across the panel text reads, "You want to understand?"

Final panel: Black handwritten text on a white background. The text reads, "YOU'LL DIE TRYING."]