#ya’ll are not ready

[disgracedghostprincess]

I had a vision

Masterpost

[jazzstir]

So all the voting came back from Tumblr and TikTok! 🥁🥁🥁🥁

And Soundwave centric came out on top!

I finished the script for the pilot episode and I’m now looking for people who would want to help out!

Some jobs definitely needed: Animators, Concept and Character Artists, Storyboard Artists, background designers, sound designers, voice actors, etc!

Description: Another habitual Earth battle between the Autobots and Decepticons comes to a screeching halt as an unexpected tragedy occurs. The resulting near-death experience leaves Soundwave shaken and in the care of the Autobots. It is up to Soundwave to find his new light from there as the threat of Megatron slowly looms.

Info: Welcome to Transformers: New Light! This is an animated series based on a fanfiction called "New Light" on Archive of Our Own written by Pancake_Hat! I plan for this series to be around 34 episodes in total, split into two seasons, 17 episodes each around 20 minutes. Everyone who works on this project will be 100% credited both in the video and in the description.

Some things to note: This has some heavy topics, and it can get pretty dark at times. But there will be NO explicit scenes, except for a few kissing ones here and there. There are a lot of LGBT characters, Especially Soundwave and Blaster, Jazz and Prowl, and a few surprises if you haven't read the fanfic.

Feel free to ask questions!

Here is the link!- https://cstng.cc/projects/transformers-new-light-a-fan-animated-series

[hrizantemy]

The stench of blood thickened the air, cloying and metallic, seeping into her lungs with every breath. It was everywhere—soaked into the churned mud beneath her boots, smeared across the shattered stones of the ruined keep, mingling with the filth and sweat of dying men. The scent was suffocating, overwhelming, yet not unfamiliar. Hewn City reeked of death in its own way, of rot and slow decay, of whispers and knives in the dark. But this—this was different.

This was war. Ugly. Wasteful. Pointless.

[kochengnoir]

GABRIEL WASN’T KIDDING WHEN HE SAID HE WANTS TO MAKE CHAT NOIR SUFFER

[artemx746]

Ya’ll aren’t ready for the underwater hug in SoM

[top-shelf-tender]

@themosthatedbeingg

@magicfeatherbean4

[mawrblaidddrwg]

WIP Wednesday - a little blurb from the next chapter of Sons of the Saiyans

The maroon Buick Regal looked black under the dark night sky. Not a single star was dusted in the blanket above and the waxing crescent moon did little to help with how heavy and thick the air felt.

“Vegeta, what the fuck are we doing here? Do you have a death wish coming to Cell’s distribution site?” Raditz asked in confusion, his thick muscular arms crossed over his chest as the maroon car idled in front of a very large warehouse, the headlights snapped off. The warehouse was covered in red aging brick and lined with white framed glass windows. On the outside it didn’t look any different than that of a clothing warehouse or some sort of product factory. Vegeta turned the car towards the very edge of the vacant parking lot. They had not spoken a single word out loud the entire drive over. The silence and fury emanating from his cousin was intimidating, even to Raditz who had known him since he was in diapers.

Vegeta didn’t say a word and instead he opened up the driver’s side door and slid out of it before he walked around to the trunk of the car. When he popped it open, inside was a huge cardboard box with several bottles of vodka wrapped in old black t-shirts to prevent them from clanking against one another and breaking during transit. He lifted the box with one arm, wincing as he tried to shift his weight to not completely fuck up his bad shoulder. With his not injured elbow, he slammed the trunk down and put the box down on top of the closed trunk of the car with a grunt. Raditz got out of the car to see what the hell Vegeta was doing.

“What… oh. Oh, shit!” Raditz nearly gasped, realizing what Vegeta was doing before he began helping him. They twisted open the bottles of cheap vodka and shoved the black cloth from the t-shirts into the mouths of of the bottles so that they became soaked with the liquor and a long piece of fabric spilled out from the top. They repeated this process with 6 different handles of the liquor. The alcohol stung Vegeta’s nostrils and his eyes teared up from the burning scent. The finished bottles rested on the hood of the Buick and Raditz waited with anticipation for Vegeta’s next move.

Vegeta pulled a cigarette from the box tucked into his leather jacket and perched it between his lips, an iniquitous grin spreading across his face. He lit the cigarette, creating a single spark of light in the black parking lot, and breathed in a long inhale of it as the cloud of smoke exited through his nostrils. He grabbed one of the vodka bottles and brought the lighter to the black t-shirt sticking out of the top of it, lighting the fabric like the wick of a candle at an altar to kneel sacredly in front of.

[zumicho]

this suga fic is tearing me apart

[sleeplessdove]

patiently waiting for that jinx fic🤭

i keep getting ideas but idk how to word them properly … if u have any requests please send them !!! i think abt her 24/7 its actually insane …

[mahoushoujoumonster-x]

“… Tim…”

[lavenderr-starrs]

Me thinks Orihime tops

[blametheeditor]

“Where would you like to sleep?”

It takes a moment for Fritz to realize the question is aimed toward him, looking up to see James patiently waiting for an answer.

You’re human, right?

The teenager forces himself to focus on what’s in front of him. At the small clearing where the ground is flat, but the foliage around it is dense enough it’s hard to see from all sides, including above. Something James searched for several minutes before declaring it’s where they’ll be staying for the night. Because even after walking for multiple hours without taking any breaks, they were unable to make it out of the vast forest that surrounds the facility.

In one corner, Mike is making items that were declared unnecessary disappear, Jeremy lying everything out that will be used for the night for easy access. Not far from them, Scott watches with interest, Vince nowhere to be found. Caleb is exploring every inch, collecting different leaves, flowers, and seeds he finds.

And then there’s David, watching Fritz and James as he stands a few feet away. Who perks up when his assistant researcher meets his eyes, but doesn’t make a move to come any closer.

Fritz can’t find it in him to beckon the man over.

“W-Where are you going to sleep?” he murmurs.

“I won’t be getting much sleep tonight,” James begins. “I’m going to be up keeping watch, but you can stay close to me. I won’t be staying inside the barrier, though.”

[liminalspace-pizzatowerau]

Pt.5 in the AU:

Don’t worry!She’ll help him find his friends!

[thebestdangcopever]

“I’m a very busy guy, cuz I got cop duties and all that.”

“However, I’m gonna try and post on here more often.”

“That sound good?”

[foreveradiemannschafter]

Mia san mia bayernblr

[clingyduoapologist]

Bout to start some MASSIVE discourse on the dash