#tf aileron

[pluralsword]

Sorry everybody, had to do it. XD the joke is in the comic panel text if the meaning is unclear due to this being a variant of the meme format. Arcee sure has long days sometimes huh, glad she has determination, wisdom, trust, and love to get through it. If you're stumped check under the cut:

This is a variant of the Loss meme, the loss also being her and her family's long days

[hysterical-random-things]

Mermay Day 18- Flower Hat jellyfish Aileron

[thatturtleleon]

OMG!!! Could you do some poly! Aircee with their human partner??? Hc's are fine

If not, then I understand! Thank you and have a good day/night!!!!

Omg my first ask <333

I would 100% write that except I haven't read the comics yet! Planning to very soon though! So so sorry I should've mentioned that in my post (gonna edit it rn lol) As soon as I read enough of the comics to get a good idea of their dynamic, and if I remember, I will definitely write some poly hcs ! Have a wonderful day/night as well <3

[compaculaaa]

Christmas gfs Christmas shopping

[swervesfirstblaster]

here some arcee and aileron holding and kissing each other to bless you

[charlie-artlie]

I love this subplot of aileron being forced to work with her God in an administrative position and being confronted with the fact that he's kind of an impulsive idiot

[quetzalpapalotl]

[pluralsword]

[lush-specimen]

Get hyped!!

@tf-bigbang posting day is coming soon!!

Although i signed up as an artist, i also had the opportunity to pair up with another amazing artist to write a super fun fic!

Behold a sneak peak at my battle of the bands fic inspired by the radical artwork by @sevenhundred721

Get ready for shenanigans, fun, and some feels!

[thenamesblurrito]

A commission for @pluralsword for the lovely fic Addendum over on AO3, following Arcee on her gender journey! Some snippets are under the cut, including the bit this illustrated scene is from.

The torn metal thread shreds of the Crystal City Messenger newspaper fell from my hands. My body shivered and I felt bellows build up in my voice box unreleased.

“We have truly entered a world of madness- we are dead, dead peoples,” I muttered at my doorstep in the empty residential hallway.

The front-page article and first two sentences ran over and over in my mind. THEOCONOMIST FORM-ESSENTIALISM MADE LAW AFTER TAMPERED PUBLIC POLLS. Nova Prime endorses the theoconomists favoring form over aesthetic and orders the demolition of all aesthetic archives, programs, and organizations in the name of ‘freedom,’ and ‘moving on.’ We write with urgency – because of our reporting over the millennia against the reactionary rise, maintaining of records, and projecting of voices of the decreasing population that still connects to gender or anything like it, we are among the news groups hereby outlawed-

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In my wordless scream of frustration and his of terror, I severed his head from his neck and immediately charged towards the door, deflecting the shots and cutting down the handful of bots in front of me, while taking scatter blasts to my back in yells of pain-

Blasts that fell silent as the hauler’s metal screeched and tore from rocket explosions at the front, spinning us wildly. I stood alone, legs bent and jumping about, while the rest tumbled.

I was about to run- Don’t run- and instead began to bear down on each with my blades in rapid succession while I bled. Four stabs through sparks by the time the remaining eleven stood back up in the back corner gravity had left them in, near me, and I sliced through the group’s torsos in four blows with a triumphant yell, as all fell to my blades beyond their experience or technology.

-

I sputtered, exhaust fumes coming out of my transforming seams in nervousness in my chair in her brightly lit office.

“You can say it, you know it as I do, and we’re here for you, just like people were for me,” she got up from her chair and stood in front of me, her sturdy shoulder stacked frame’s firm graspers towards me. “Can I hold your hands? Would that help?”

“Yeah...” I reached out and held her own, feeling her fingers gently find an easy grip around me. “It’s nice to actually be able to trust a doctor and a friend with understanding me and my body, that of a linked trans gal.” 

-

"Sibling, you shouldn't be here," Galvatron crossed his arms and leaned on the wall. "This is far too dangerous, not in a combative sense, but that of you against the world," He frowned. "Including danger from your supposed patron and protector."

"You mean, the only person who has done right by our kind with any sort of power to protect us?" I stared back. "You showed up now to tell me that? No hug, no gladness to see me?"

-

“Hang on m’am I’m messaging a medic named Safety he’ll be right over with his team-” Phreaker replied.

I was flabbergasted. “Phreaker!”

“What? Just finished talking to him, sorry about that lady,” Phreaker transformed back and extended an arm. “I’m way smaller than you, but you can barely stand, and you need a friend. Lean on me.”

“Why did you use she pronouns and gender terms that some have associated with women? I haven’t told you my pronouns or my gender or terminology therein,” I stared at his cube of a face.

-

I spotted recent Cybernought tracks in the direction of my heading. No no no this is bad!! =”ANODE! LUG! Can you read me??”=

I slowed and reached the residue point- there was a crater with a shattered shield staff in the middle, and pink blood everywhere. 

I transformed, crouched, and spotted split off pieces of Lug’s chest and torso armor.

-

“Hey Arcee, what’s up? Surprised to get a call from you after our last conversation,” Windblade’s holodisplay visage smiled at me, wings outstretched.

“I’ve been playing around with Earth mode reformats to choose.” I sent her communications table the file scans of considered alt modes and altered files I had tinkered with. “And actually found some euphoria from the shapes I’m considering, but I realized, I realized I didn’t want to be alone right now for this, I wanted someone who would understand to be present.”

-

“So, after all these millions of years, after all your labor for a radical revolution and then for survival in the wider galaxy, why in the stars would-” I fumbled over my words, the weight of my title and path of peace pressed on me, as I looked on at Arcee and Windblade, the old and new wiser than me, and both our future. “Why would you, an ancient trans woman anarchist, join up with the Autobots and work as my right hand, and even a commander in my stead?”

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“Hey, hey, Arcee, Aileron told us what was happening,” Lug rubbed my back stacks, as did Anode from my sitting position where Aileron held me. “I know it’s a lot sometimes when we visit, and especially the occasion today.”

 I let their rubbing and embrace anchor for me a moment, and then whimpered out: “come around so I can hug you- let me try to stand-” 

Aileron helped me up, and the four of us hugged close. Lug’s head nuzzled on my waist, Anode leaned her head on my shoulder, and Aileron touched the three of us with her arms and torso. We had a quiet, lovely moment. 

-

“Reading Anode and Lug’s journals again I see,” Prowl sat across from my cell bar’s door. “I have to ask, what do you of all people see in them besides curiosity? A change of spark, historical inclination?”

“It’s how they lived with the resources they had, and how strong they were with so little material,” I turned my head, and put the journal down. “They had in abundance things I didn’t value that only they could make- their euphoria, their companionship, their epistemes, their memories, their family. Resources I lost understanding for their true meaning long ago and am trying to retrace, (rest of quote removed due to spoilers)

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Aileron's drippy face looked up at me as Gauge and Sideswipe held her hand, and Ailering, Greenlight, Anodes, Lugs, and Lancer hugged her. "I know we'll be family again too, Windblade..." 

"I know we will," I smiled and joined the embrace, letting her chest rest on my head. "I have no doubt." 

"Aunty, do you think-," Gauge wrapped an arm around me. "Do you think if our world had been happier- if we had not had 12 million years of empire- that her life would have been able to blossom more than it did? To never have been so alone?"

[soupct123]

headless lesbian robots

Space core seizes the opportunity

[courfeyracs-swordcane]

Meme redraw w the brain blorbos let’s go

[decepti-thots]

listen i love mtmte and its rampant homosexuality. u know this, friends. but john barber did NOT give aileron and arcee a FULL PAGE for the first gay kiss on page or screen in TF history for everyone to give mtmte credit for that instead. john barber made sure that moment got a whole damn page and we RESPECT HIM for it

[commander-airachnid]

༓♡ ROUND ONE IS HERE!

RESULTS WILL BE RECORDED ON THIS SHEET!

Yanno, I can't help but notice that we've had two robot husband polls, but not a single one for any ladies ( At least, not to my knowledge )! I for one think that's a crime, so I aim to change that.

The matchups in this poll were set up via randomizer, but I did tweak a few to feel a bit more fair? I hate to have big names go up against lesser known characters, but it's sometimes just unavoidable... If I forgot any major characters, I apologize. I'm pretty knowledgeable, but TF is a big franchise, and i'm bound to miss something. As a note, i'm not including children or characters that feel too close to children for my own comfort. That's why Gauge, Twitch etc etc aren't present.

Rounds are set to run for 24 hours, and then i'll allow myself a small grace period to prep for the next one. I'll deal with ties and such if and when they arise.

Though i've used particular images for each match up, let it be known that any listing isn't continuity specific. You're voting for all versions of a specific character, not just one! No worries.

If you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to send them my way!

➜ Windblade VS. Termagax ✫ Elita-1 VS. Flamewar

➜ Glyph VS. Aileron ✫ Lodestar VS. Glowstrike

➜ Anode VS. Solus Prime ✫ Trickdiamond VS. Lightbright

➜ Stormclash VS. Rosanna ✫ Jumpstream VS. Blackarachnia

➜ Slipstream VS. Provoke ✫ Javelin VS. Mistress of Flame

➜ Nyx VS. Botanica ✫ Proxima VS. Airazor

➜ Airachnid VS. Quickshadow ✫ Velocity VS. Cryak

➜ Greenlight VS. Dust Up ✫ Skyburst VS. Arcee

➜ Lug VS. Slash ✫ Nautica VS. Nickel

➜ Strika VS. Moonracer ✫ Clobber VS. Firestar

➜ Codexa VS. Chromia ✫ Strongarm VS. Rust Dust

➜ Nightbird VS. Shadow Striker ✫ Pyra Magna VS. Road Rage

[cliffjumpersass]

Dug up some old Arcee/Aileron pics for @tfs-femslash week