okok so me and a friend (@mitochondrial_exosymbiont) have been back and forth brainstorming about a jazzprowlcoswave AU, which is currently a LOT of headcanons and messy sketches that I’m hoping to eventually make into some messy comic things ehehe
many messy ideas but one I’ve sketched so far is sleep pile… :3 they’re a total mess and also uhh not proportionate at all but Cosmos in this case is the biggest and works as a giant plushie/heat source that they all… sort of… cuddle around
mtmte is great. You’re sitting there wondering “whose responsible for this horrible situation that my beloved blorbos are in” for the fifth time in as many issues, and on the next page someone will look directly right at you and be like “you want to know who did this?” and point at the saddest, bitchiest cop car ever made who is also coincidentally the same guy who has caused all the other problems up until this point
Alrighty! Here's the first chapter (technically prologue) of That Which Prowls In The Night- the horror Zadr fic inspired by @paynomindtotheinsanity and their "Your Eyes Are Red" fic!
yay my child has been birthed out from your ask box
perhaps the stork will bring another one tonight...
in the mean time, consider a sentient Vector Sigma, who would like a body to walk around with pretty please. Because being an immobile super computer can get pretty boring sometimes, especially when the archive is having a slow day. Dataslut Prowl volunteers to let him borrow his frame ;) -🔌
mhmm dataslut Prowl would love to have his processor completely overtaken by another, it would make him so full, his brain would be so fuzzy and achy as his own consciousness is put on the backburner to make space for Vector Sigma. ... Of course, Vector Sigma would let him watch as he has fun in Prowl's body :)
back at it again in the plant with another, much goofier animatic for @justawannabearchaeologist s wheeljack in tfa au. specifically all the meme posts. I felt like this was kind of just an inevitability
It was one of the rare times Bella was not paying attention to Sol'rys as he spoke - utterly enchanted by the Myconids and the way they danced. Each time they came past one, she would stop and grin, and someone often had to shuffle her along. And now Sovereign Spaw was singing for them and bestowing a gift upon them.
It wasn't until her senses began to sharpen further, and Bella lifted hands to rub at her sensitive ears, that she looked back at Sol'rys. He seemed more relaxed than she might have thought, and Bella leans into his side, wanting to take advantage of the brief reprieve from the constant anxiety.
"Aren't they darling?" In truth, Bella hadn't even really known such creatures existed. Everything she knew about the Underdark tended towards warning or threat. "Maybe I'll come back and live here once all this is over."