#ignition transformer

[redsea8me]

you place a hand to your bleeding stomach, in a hopes to steal it shut. Ah, but what a shame, it’s seems you’ve lost your guts

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What’s this? Another piece of artwork for @daylesspax’s phenomenal fanfic Exception? You bet your ass it is

[angryfangface]

(REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!!) Its been 7 years since the last page was posted of my "Transformers: IGNITION" fancomic, and 5 years since I last attempted to bring the comic back but I'm finally FINALLY going to really push for it this time. Wanted to relaunch but I didn't want to just ignore what I had done already. So I hope the 2 quick pages I just added work as a band-aid, lol. This was actually a slight reworking of what originally was going to be part of an extended prologue I was going to add as part of a new intro for the comic as it was, but I decided to use it as a relaunch point. I'll be starting slowly with character designs and revisions and stuff that I'll be posting first before getting to the actual pages but you'll at least get to see that happening as I progress.

Originally when I did this comic back in 2013, I was basically trying to re-do G1 as at the time that felt like it would never be done by Hasbro proper again and IDW was doing all the very different stuff with the property. But now that everything is very G1 and IDW is now over I want to try and bring a little of that flavour back with characters from all over and not JUST G1. Also I'll be keeping everything on Cybertron for the most part, not going to Earth. I'll explain more as I go along!

But yeah, been many years, learned many new things, want to bring it all to the table and expand on what I had started here. Hope you all like what I got cooking! :) - Kris

[orions-hound]

heres my work in progress designs for my personal tf show continuity, been a while

(note: pharma in this continuity is a woman)

[mychlapci]

Since we are bringing up egg preg and valve optivisors, Bayverse apparently has that exact thing, so hear me out.

Optimus right? Primes were known to give life so like, what if he got full of eggs? Dudes tryna do his duties while full of eggs.

You think he'd give one or a few to bots he trusted or who sought out parenthood?

Bayverse Optimus with that snatched waist and maternal chest... if his gestation tank ended up stuffed with eggs he'd probably get so round, showing so quickly... not a lot of people are surprised though, just the humans, really, but all the other bots have been waiting for their Prime to reproduce, and are excited to share the eggs with him...

Optimus calling various bots into his chambers, presenting them with his ovipositor, extended from his valve and throbbing with the effort it takes to keep the eggs inside. Only once the ovipositor is sheathed inside a warm valve he finally lets go, grunting as the eggs start slipping into the willing recipient, pressing against the internal nodes of his sopping wet valve <33 It's hard to stop the eggs when they're basically pouring out of him, but Optimus is known for his iron will, stopping once the other bot's belly is finally denting out... besides, he knows the ache won't last long, there's another volunteer waiting at the door

[transingthoseformers]

Ack now I'm thinking about the types of Quintessons we didn't get to see back on Quintessa because they aren't related to the Quintesson justice system and/or military

[scribe-of-hael]

Tell me about Jett!

Oh boy,  where do I start !

Well Jennette Jasper,  aka Jett Jasper, before anything to do with Cybertronians or the war. Was raised by her grandparents on a farm after her parents went through a nasty divorce. Neither parent was capable of taking care of her, so her grandparents adopted her.

During her younger years, around 20 when she joined the air force being apart of ROTC . She saw the conflict happening with the Cybertronian war (i imagine they have been on earth for quite a while) and wanted to help.

Jett showed skills of a very intelligent/skilled  pilot they only down side was she wasn't very kin on orders. In the air Jett could see opportunities that on ground wouldn't be seen. This lead to her almost being dishonorable discharge do to "negligence" and " endangerment" of herself and fellow pilots. She was stubborn but good at what she did .

This caught the attention of none other Than Optimus Prime who had been trying have collaborations with the government. At the time where the only Air support they had was Jetfire (cause I added him in here) and he wanted to add to that to help distract the seekers. (He didn't want them to combat but at least lure them away from the fight) .

Despite the warnings from her commanders Optimus insisted to at least give her an opportunity to which she accepted. This lead to a human driven Autobot Flight Support Squadron.

Now Jett is a stubborn woman always has been and has never ever been afraid of Bots no matter how big or scary. That I included Jetfire who she bumped heads with alot because at the time Jetfire was expected to lead this squad. They didn't always see eye to eye. But this bitterness and frankly rivalry,  turned into a understanding and Friendship. You could say Jetfire and Jett are Amica by the time the war ends!

But all this and where is Starscream? Well, being autobot air support means encounters with the seekers. At first Optimus wanted them to just lire them away, but that wanst going to happen. Tye seekers are elite flyers with millions of year worth of experience. That is why when a mere human challenges the GREAT Starscream he takes offense. "How could a human keep up with me?!". But because Starscream had underestimated her she was able to doop him ALOT. She didn't fly like a human pilot she was unpredictable with her movements after Starscream felt he knew all the capabilities of a human pilot and their machines. But she was pushing limit of herself and the plane just to get shots in.

Their Dog fights were intense and Starscream became more and more furious that a human was keeping up with him. They were also equals. She'd get him down, he'd get her down. It came to a point out of emotional outrage that Starscream would abandon whatever fight he was having just to go attack her because he knew if he didn't someone was going to mess up.

Now Jett is called Jett because that's her Call sign, but Starscream had a call sign for her of his own. J-Bird. More of a mocking because of how small she was and how defenseless she would be without her "wings".

Come down he did knock her out of the sky, they finally got to see each other face to face. Starscream was intrigued and amazed she showed zero signs if fear depsite being injured. This was his opponent and she didn't back down.

It runs into the classic trope. Yeah Jett has been yonked by Decepticon a few times. Bot for spy work and just purely by accident because they wanted to use her for information or as a hostage. When this happened she got more of a glimpse into their world. Oddly enough depsite the military aspect , she saw they were …People. just people following orders, just like her, just like the autobots.

The more time she spent combating them the more she got to know them indirectly. That included Starscream and witnessing first hand Megatron's abuse towards him and other bots.

So much so, one day it earned her looking at the end of a barrel of Megatron's fusion Canon. All because she called the leader of the Decpeticons out infront of all of them that he was striaght up, a bully to people only trying to help him. It took Starscream to persuad him that they need her to information did he hesitate.

Jett's bias aginst Megatron only grows when a special plot point happens called the Artic Attack.

Tldr: they both crash, they both almost die and they only had each other. Words were exchanged, hopes, dreams, philosophy,  life and even ideology.  A conversation in so many year aof fighting each other never heard. While both survived and no one knows what they talked about but them. There was clearly somthing different. To where the two started to actively avoid each other in combat or make hits that only temporarily incapacitated.  This lead to having conversation in no man's land behind both their backs of their leaders. And a conversation of both trying to convince the other to either stand down or join the opposing side. Neither of these things happened.

Jett became a commander of a base, with he releite Squadron. Taking the freidnshio of Dorothy, who later down the line after the fight of the battle of the bay brought Megatron who had decided to join forces with The Autobots.

This, pissed Jett of to no end. Depsite the help he'd bring this war was as much his fault as it was the Autobot. Needless to say for years Megatron knows Jett doesn't like him and its VERY clear why. ALOT more stuff happens that is Pre-Earthspark. So if you'd like to ask more you can - i just feel like this is alot to read AHHHH.

But I am currently writing a Pre-squeal Story called Transformers: AllSpark that involves Jett, building the world, exploring the fights and leading into Earthspark! Which I am doing a re-write called TF: Earthspark Ignited ! Which redose s2 and add some new characters,  some we know, some we don't!

[rayar32]

hi I don't think I've ever made a post about the sister's super forms so here's the Symphogear Exceed System overview post

essentially, it's a specific function of the replica gears wherein it trades defensive power for an offensive boost; both the Drill Drive (Helena's form) and the Aegis Access (Luiza's form) can only be accessed with enough willpower, seeing as though the Exceed System deals recoil damage to the user in order to 'break' the Symphogear's protective barrier (in simpler terms, it hurts a hell of a lot to activate it so you need to grit those teeth real hard-)

(yes they do in fact get to do a self-actualization speech before going Exceed for the first time)

it's comparable to a lesser Ignite system without the time limit; it's not as strong as Ignite but it also doesn't have a time limit or nearly as rough of an activation cost

the overflowing energy manifests as water-like physical projections that can be manipulated into a specific form; drills for Helena and wolves for Luiza

oh yeah and here's two attack cards I ended up doing for them ages ago (I still think they're neat tbh)

[windydrawallday]

Hold your Scintilla!

Self-indulgent doodle of my [kremzeek OC] and random mech hand because I WANT TO BE HELD TOO KSDJFHJDFH.

[sophiegoose]

There's always talk of Best/Worst Girl/Boy in fiction. Who is Best Enby in fiction?

Hoo boy, where to begin, where to begin

While I don't have a definitive choice in mind for Best Enby, nor a complete knowledge all enbies in fiction from which to pick the Best, here are some of my faves:

-Boethiah, Daedric Prince of Treachery, Backstabbing, and Betrayal from the Elder Scrolls series (genderfluid/possibly bigender, referred to as both he and she between different cultures and time periods)

-Every single Gem from Steven Universe (genderless, use she/her)

-Every single Cybertronian from Transformers (genderless, choose their pronouns and appearance)

-Funtime Foxy from FNAF (lord I don't even have the time to get into the gender fuckery here)

-Frankie Stein from Monster High G3 (Canon they/them let's GOOOOOO)

-Leatherhead from TMNT Mutant Mayhem (quiet canon they/them let's gooooo!)

-Theta the Outlander from Cappyspace/Nistuff (character who started off as a genderless Subject, fused with a male Outlander, then returned several years later as a she/they, we stan)

-King Ghidorah from Toho (I will not elaborate)

That being said, if I had to chose but ONE(1) enby to put on a pedestal, it would only be right to put the primordial one, the enby from whomst all other enbies emerge in their rightful place:

Chaos from Hades (anyway, play Hades)

[shynaceweightloss]

True change takes patience and time. (And hard work, too!)

I think the biggest lesson I've learned is that the thought of "how good can it get" can fuel you to keep going. When you don't become complacent and satisfied with a certain weight on the scale, a certain jeans size, a certain "ideal" and instead focus on "just how good can it get?!" - that's when real change happens.

I could've quit at any time and accepted my new and improved body, but instead I choose to push forward with the excitement and wonderment of JUST HOW GOOD CAN THIS GET?

Can't wait to see my next three photos in 2023!

March 2021 to October 2022

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[azuretechnews]

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[rhythmicreverie]

In a land of dreams, where stars collide, A hero's heart ignites. Transformed by fate, their destiny hides. Through kingdoms old and civilizations wide, They seek the truth within their soul's guise.

[orions-hound]

although its really early in, i thought id share im working on a personal project! here are some designs, arcee being the lead and starscream being her rival. soundwave is screams battle partner and second in command i may at some point create a sideblog just to store the project info, but for now, enjoy these guys :)

[selfdiscoverymedia]

IG24-17. Judith Orloff “The Genius of Empathy,”

Ignite Your Heart and Soul with Sara Troy and her guest Dr Judith Orloff, on air form April 23rd  In “The Genius of Empathy,” Dr. Judith Orloff offers practical advice on how to cultivate and enhance empathy. which I believe readers will find of great value.”     —His Holiness the Dalai Lama, from the foreword to The Genius of Empathy. The Transformative Power of Empathy How to use empathy…

[all-fitness-world]

How can I have more Energy?

[greengoblinswifey]

Temple— Nicholas Chavez x Fem!Reader

summary— they always say “your body is a temple” and boy is nicholas’ body a temple you love to climb and worship.

warnings— PURE SMUT. fingering, hand job, oral(m receiving), unprotected sex, mirror play, spit kink, praise kink, degrading kink, body worship, ass slapping, choking, creampie, daddy kink, breeding kink, cum eating, rough sex, aftercare, fluff.

a/n— ovulating and wrote this based on these pictures because he looks so good, ugh, i NEED him. (not prof read)

You were wandering the aisles of your favorite boutique, surrounded by the chatter of other shoppers. Just as you picked up a cute dress, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You fished it out, expecting a simple text, but what you saw made your breath hitch and your pussy throb.

Nicholas had sent you a picture of himself shirtless, standing in his bathroom with the light cascading down his chiseled abs, his hair slightly damp and tousled and then one with the hat you gifted him on. He looked incredible, his physique had transformed since you first started dating for his new roles, becoming more defined and muscular, and it left you utterly speechless.

You couldn’t help but bite your lip as heat pooled in your core. God, he looks good. You remembered when you first met him, he was charming and sweet, and you loved him just as he was then. But this new version of him? It ignited something deep within you. It was as if every sculpted muscle was begging for your attention, and all you could think about was how much you needed him inside you, pounding you.

The dress you were holding suddenly felt heavier as you clutched it tighter, trying to maintain your composure in the middle of the store. Your thighs clenched instinctively, and you could feel the flush creeping up your cheeks. How was it possible for someone to look that good? You found yourself blushing, desperately trying to focus on the price tags in front of you, but your mind was racing with thoughts of him.

You quickly typed back, your fingers trembling as you tried to keep it casual. “Wow, what are you trying to do to me?” You hit send, your heart racing with anticipation. He was always playful, but this felt different, this felt more personal, more intimate.

As you made your way to the cash register, you could still see him in your mind, his body the definition of perfection. You swiped his card without a second thought, the thrill of using his money adding to your excitement. If only he were here right now. You imagined him behind you, his hands resting on your hips, whispering sweet nothings as you paid.

Your thoughts swirled with desire, longing to feel his warmth against your skin, to wrap your arms around him and pull him in close. His body was a temple, you thought, it was a holy site you craved to explore.

With a final glance at the dress in your hands, you decided to head home, your mind set on what would happen once you got there. You needed him, and you could already envision the fire igniting between you two as soon as you walked through the door.

As you rushed through the front door, adrenaline surged through you. You barely took the time to drop your shopping bags before you heard the unmistakable sound of the shower turning off.

You quietly made your way down the hallway, the steam still lingering in the air, and as you approached the bathroom, you caught a glimpse of him stepping out, droplets of water glistening on his perfectly chiseled body. Nicholas looked like a god, one you craved to worship, his muscles taut and glistening under the dim light, every curve and contour accentuated.

You leaned against the doorframe, mesmerized, your breath catching in your throat. This was everything you’d imagined and more. He dried himself off with a towel, completely unaware of your presence, and for a moment, you relished the view, every single inch of him was a work of art.

But you were done watching. The heat radiating from your core was too strong to ignore, and all rational thoughts slipped away. Without a second thought, you slipped out of your clothes, leaving yourself bare and vulnerable in the dim light.

The chill of the air contrasted sharply with the heat building inside you, but it only fueled your desire further. You stepped into the bathroom, your heart pounding, and when he finally turned to face you, his eyes widened in surprise and hunger.

“Nicholas,” you breathed, your voice thick with need. You stepped closer, the space between you two disappearing as the urgency of the moment enveloped you.

“Hey baby— oh shit.”

His towel dropped to the floor, forgotten, and in that instant, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of you, raw, exposed, and yearning for each other.

“Oh god, I need you so bad,” you whined, your body pressed against his as you desperately kissed him all over his chest and tipped to meet his cheeks and lips.

Nicholas pulled you close, laughter in his eyes as he felt your warmth enveloping him. “What’s gotten into you, pretty baby?” he teased, a playful grin spreading across his face.

You looked up at him, your heart racing as you felt the heat radiating off his body. “Look at you,” you replied, your voice breathless. “Walking around here looking like this, sending me pictures of you shirtless… God, what do you expect?”

With a mischievous smile, you moved behind him, admiring his tall, muscular frame in the mirror. You couldn’t help but caress his abs, fingers tracing the defined lines, marveling at the way his body felt under your touch. He threw his head back in pleasure, a low groan escaping his lips as your hands explored him.

The atmosphere shifted, the playful banter giving way to something more primal. You could feel the heat radiating from him, the way his body responded to your every caress. His thick, long cock was painfully hard now , and you could sense the need in him building, mirroring your own.

You wrapped your fingers around him, stroking him gently as you both stared into the mirror. The sight was mesmerizing, his face contorting with pleasure, the way he fell apart under your touch, completely lost in the moment.

As you continued, you watched him unravel, utterly captivated by how hot he was, how perfectly he fit into your desires.

“Look at yourself daddy, I’m making you feel so good, you look so fucking sexy,” you panted, speeding up your movements.

You bit your lip as you felt him jump and throb in your hands, everything he did made you feral. Then, with a shudder and a low moan, you felt the warmth spill onto your hand, a testament to the electric connection between you two.

“Open your eyes,” you demanded. They fluttered open and he watched in the mirror as you sucked his cum from off your fingers before lifting them up to his lips making him taste what was left of himself. He hummed in content, the sound going straight to your pussy but you would deal with that problem soon.

“No,” you said, determination lacing your voice as you looked up at him. “I need to give you more. I want to show you just how much I appreciate you.”

Slowly, you sank to your knees, eyes locked onto his as you let your tongue glide over his chest, savoring the taste of his skin. You trailed your tongue down to his abs, worshipping every ridge and contour. “You’re so beautiful,” you murmured, your voice low and sultry. “So sexy, Daddy.”

His breath hitched at your words, and you could see the effect you had on him, his body responding to your every move. You reached down, wrapping your hand around his cock again, feeling him harden beneath your touch.

“Look at how big you are,” you praised, your voice dripping with admiration. “So perfect in my hands.” You leaned closer, giving him a teasing lick, savoring the taste of him, and your eyes rolled back in pleasure at how good he tasted. “Mm, you taste amazing daddy.”

With that, you took him into your mouth, feeling him fill you completely. The sounds of his pleasure willed you on, and you began to move, sending him to the back of your throat, lost in the rhythm of worshipping him. “You taste so good,” you whispered between breaths, and Nicholas groaned, his hands tangling in your hair, urging you on.

“Just like that, baby,” he praised, his voice thick with desire. “You’re fucking incredible.”

You continued, letting his praises wash over you, and as you felt him hold your head down and cum down your throat, it was like fireworks exploded around you. You savored the moment, knowing you had brought him to this point of ecstasy.

You couldn’t help but smile as you looked up at him, feeling bold. With your fingers, you gathered the rest of his release from his hard cock and brought it to your mouth. You took it in, savoring the taste, and smeared it and your saliva over his chiseled abs. You couldn’t resist the urge to lick it all off, your body shuddering with each stroke of your tongue.

“God, you’re fucking perfect, y’know that?” he said, watching you with a mix of awe and desire. “I appreciate that, baby. But now, it’s my turn to make you feel good.”

He positioned you in front of him, hoisting one of your feet up onto the counter, giving him a better angle. “Open your mouth,” he commanded softly, and you complied eagerly, watching as he spat into your waiting mouth. You swallowed it happily, feeling the rush of satisfaction.

Nicholas trailed his finger down your body, stopping at your soaking wet pussy. As he slipped a finger inside you, you gasped, your body arching toward him instinctively. “Look at yourself in the mirror,” he instructed, his voice thick with lust. “Look how beautiful you are.”

You glanced up, eyes locking with your reflection. The sight of you, flushed and breathless, sent a thrill through you. Nicholas’ finger worked expertly inside you, curling just right, and the pleasure began to build. “That’s it, baby. You’re so beautiful when you come apart like this,” he praised, his gaze never leaving your face as he watched you surrender to the waves of ecstasy. “Let me see you feel good.”

With each movement of his fingers, the pleasure surged higher, and you found yourself lost in the sensation. “Daddy,” your moans filling the room as you finally reached your release, trembling under his touch.

“That’s it, I’ve got you baby, daddy’s got you,” he cooed, rubbing your clit fast as your body jolted and slowly came down from your high.

Nicholas trailed kisses down your neck and across your shoulders, his lips warm against your skin. “Look in the mirror, baby,” he murmured, his breath hot against you. You obeyed, your heart racing as you met your own gaze, feeling every kiss ignite your desire.

With a sudden, playful movement, he bent you over the counter, a sharp smack landing on your ass. “You look so sexy like this,” he teased, watching you wiggle your backside against him. You grinned back at him, biting your lip. “You look like a Greek god,” you shot back, and he smirked, pride flashing in his eyes.

“Oh yeah?” he replied, holding your neck gently but firmly, bringing you back against his chest. You arched into him, feeling his hard cock tease against you as he slipped inside, filling you completely.

He began to pound into you roughly, his grip on your neck ensuring you were locked onto his gaze in the mirror. “Keep those eyes on me,” he commanded, and when you felt the urge to close them, he shook you slightly. “Look at yourself!”

“Daddy, you feel so good,” you gasped, feeling the pleasure building inside you.

“Tell me more,” he urged, his voice thick with desire. “Tell me how fucking hot I am.”

You nodded, breathless, “You’re so hot, so beautiful. I love your body, daddy. I love how you look as you pound into me.”

“Such a dirty slut,” he teased, reveling in the sight of you enjoying every second. He rubbed your clit, sending shocks of pleasure coursing through you. “Look at yourself being fucked.”

With a loud moan, you surrendered to the man behind, your release washing over you as you cried out his name like it was the only word you knew.

Nicholas smirked, a glint in his eye. “I’m not done with you yet,” he declared, hoisting you up effortlessly, arms hooked under your legs. He turned you sideways, positioning you perfectly so you could watch him slam into you.

“Worship me,” he commanded, his voice deep and gravelly making you throb.

You felt a surge of excitement course through you, and you nodded, biting your lip as you gazed into his eyes. “You’re everything, Nicholas. So strong, so perfect,” you whispered, your heart racing at the power he held over you, “you’re so fucking beautiful, your body is a work of art.”

With each thrust, he drove deeper, filling you completely. “That’s it, baby. You know how to treat me right,” he growled, his tone playful yet commanding. “Show me how much you want me.”

You leaned forward, kissing him passionately, your hands roaming over his chiseled chest and arms. “I need you,” you breathed between kisses. “You feel so good. I can’t get enough daddy.

“Good girl,” he praised, his voice thick with lust. “I want to see you cum again.”

You gasped as he hit that sweet spot inside you, sending waves of pleasure crashing over you. “Daddy!” you cried out, feeling yourself on the edge once more. “I’m so close!”

“Then let go for me,” he urged, his eyes locked on yours, watching as the ecstasy took over. “Worship your man, baby.”

With one final thrust, you felt the familiar rush of pleasure envelop you as you climaxed, a wave of satisfaction washing over you. “Nicholas!” you cried, and he groaned in response, losing himself in the moment as he held you close, his body trembling with the intensity of it all but still not releasing.

He didn’t let you go. Instead, he laid your body down on the counter just a little, your legs wrapped tightly around him as he pounded into you once more. The world flipped upside down as you caught your reflection in the mirror, his tall frame hovering above you. The sight of him, muscles glistening and face twisted in pleasure, made your head spin.

“Who’s your daddy?” he asked, his voice thick with desire, his hand firm around your neck, exerting just enough pressure to send shivers down your spine.

“You,” you gasped, barely able to catch your breath. “You look like a god, so so h-handsome.”

The feeling of being so close to him made you dizzy, and his relentless thrusts only intensified the sensation. “I’m gonna fill you up and breed you like a bitch,” he growled, and your body responded to his words, craving more.

“Please,” you begged, your voice barely above a whisper as you gasped for air, but the urgency in your tone said everything. “I want it. I want you. I want your cum inside me!”

He smirked, the heat of his breath against your skin sending another wave of pleasure through you. “Since you think I’m so perfect, we’re gonna make the most perfect little babies,” he teased, pounding harder, deeper. You could feel the tension building as he brought you closer to the edge once more.

With a final, powerful thrust, he filled you completely, each pulse of his hot cum sending waves of ecstasy coursing through both of you. You felt him tremble against you as he held your neck tightly, ensuring you were looking at yourselves in the mirror.

As the high faded, exhaustion washed over you. He scooped you up into his arms, your head resting on his shoulder like a baby, ironic, considering what just happened. He brought a towel to clean you up, laying you gently on the bed, his lips trailing soft kisses across your skin.

“You did so good, baby,” he murmured, pride evident in his voice. “You took me so well. I’m so proud of you. You’re so perfect, princess.”

You cuddled into him, tracing circles on his pecs as you kissed his chest, savoring the warmth and safety of his embrace. In that moment, everything felt right, the world outside forgotten as you enjoyed the afterglow of what you had just shared.