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I wish I could just properly articulate how much love is a fear for BlackArachnia (tf:s). (CW : Trauma and bad feels)
Seriously, the only song I can use to describe her fear is litterally a song about kidnapping. (“Tag, Your It” - Melanie Martinez)
Finding out she was left for dead by the love of her life was like a gut-wrenching, tearing out of any feelings she ever had. She had been abandoned, the only bot she ever loved, left her for spider-food. How could anyone be that cruel? Did he even care? Shouldn’t he have come back for her, even if it was years later? No. He never did. She became BlackArachnia 17,573 years after her shell had been killed.
In Beasts On Earth!!, she tried every form of method to keep SilverBolt away, to show see never needed such weak and painful feelings, she didn’t need to be betrayed so painfully again. She even ensured he would die from the foraging of killer spiders she planted in his chest, and even then, after he miraculously survived, he took care of the one left he insisted on keeping, and still said he loved her.
Just like Optimus. He didn’t give up on her. Every fight, every hurtful word, every near-death issue. He wanted to be with her.
How is this possible?
Her spark couldn’t calm down in her hardend chassis. Her limbs were not responding to any thought from her processor. Everything was closing in yet falling apart all at the same time. Her vision was darkening and she felt sick from the deepest parts of her spark. It was all too much for her. Why did she have to feel this way? All these stupid emotions and stupid feeling and stupid fragging maximals that had to be so perfect and great and innocent.
"Do you even know what that does to me, Orion? To constantly be met with understanding and patience and…and you?" Her voice cracks slightly, her anger beginning to fray at the edges, revealing the vulnerability beneath. "It's infuriating."
"…Why are you so damned understanding?!" Elita bursts out, her optics flashing with helpless frustration. "Everytime I yell, every time I push, you just…Absorb it!" She slams her hand against the wall, leaving an impression. "It's maddening!"
"It makes me angry! It makes me so angry that I can't even be mad at you properly!" She pauses, her optics flickering rapidly. "You make it impossible to dislike you! You're the most irritatingly decent mech I've ever encountered!"
"…You think I push everyone away because I want to?" Her voice drops dangerously low, a dangerous glint in her optics. "Maybe I just can't stand most mechs. Ever consider that?" She snaps, but there's a hint of vulnerability she can't quite disguise.
"…Why are you still being decent about this?! I'm being a total jerk! Why aren't you yelling?!" Her arms cross tightly over her chest. "I thought you would finally tell me to…To shut up or leave or something!" She finishes in a frustrated shout, her voice echoing off the walls. "But no, you just have to be…You!" She gestures at him in exasperation. "Always so calm and understanding and…Ugh!"
“…I don’t have a sparkling,” she said again, as if trying to convince herself none of this was real. “I don’t love.”
“I can’t believe they became leaders of the factions…Despite what awful cowards they are…” BlackArachnia muttered in tears, her voice just barely heard over the rustling of the tree.
“…That wrech doesn’t deserve the fame he has! He abandoned me, like everyone else always does!” BlackArachnia hissed back at him, her claws scratching harshly at the bark, causing ScatterSpot to cling to SilverBolt’s leg.
“You don’t care! You never could! Just abandon me as well let me crawl back home!” BlackArachnia snarled back, continuing to scratch at the tree.
“…I’m good on my own. I’m strong, indipendant, I don’t need stupid love to make it work! I’m better off on my own! Why can’t you see that?!”
Save me Megoplita... Save me...
I need more fic with them 😔
Look at them 🥰
Also I'm on my period rn and projecting this pain to them
Elita is taking it like a champ
Megatron: "there goes my babyyyyyyyyy..."
I'm just putting them on the table so I can pose them.... Leave for bit and come back realize how CUTE THEY ARE!!!! THEY'RE SO SMALL ITS SOOO CUTE
I love theses little guys 😭😭😭
Mute B-127 AU: The Aftermath part 4 (TW: Gore)
What is Bee doing here? Why does his face look like that? All will be explained in the next update, so stay tuned! :> And if you still have any questions, check out the notes under the cut!
Part 9 of the "Mute B-127 AU" comic series! I wasn't sure if a trigger warning was needed, but I figured better safe than sorry.
And finally, the update is done! It always takes me longer than I assume, thank you so much for your patience <3 The next one is going to have to be in some while, I have a friend visiting so I won't be drawing for a few days. Expect it somewhen at the end of the month.
First >> Prev >> Next (around 31st March)
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Notes:
So, I am not sure if it's possible for a Transformer to NOT know chirolinguistics, but in this AU it's a skill you can learn. And Elita never bothered to do it. Ratchet would know it, to communicate with patients, and I think Orion and D-16 would just learn it for fun, to talk to each other :3
I struggled a lot with the wound on Bee's face. Firstly, I needed to make it look treated, and on the Transformers case I figured it would be something like welding together pieces of metal. Secondly, I used a human skull reference - and obviously that may not be accurate for Transformers. This is just the best I could do!
And about Elita's reaction - she was already shocked about Bee's voice, seeing him now, like this, also added to confusion, and guilt, and it was all too much for her. She run, to probably destroy something. Because... how can she face Bee? Why would he even want to see her? She doesn't consider herself his friend, not after what happened- and how she couldn't prevent it.
More Shocklita doodles
My first few doodles
It's infected Transtober
This is literally just megoplita
three person poly relationship made up of two people who are already dating trying to coax someone with horrific self worth issues into a loving relationship. stray cat style
jazz ur gonna give him a spark attack
bit of a follow up to this post X]
TFA Megasentoplita. Absolute clusterfuck of a relationship dynamic. There should be more of it.
YES. Three graduates chasing that old milf and Megatron’s like help me this stupid kids keep stalking me on instagram😭
"Someone call Pest Control, they got in again."
Honestly I think Elita would make a great prime, scoot over Optimus
I just finished the second volume of Sky bound and elita-1 I could have treated you so much better,,, rip queen you’ll always be famous 2 me 💔
I’ve been bitten by the transformers one bug hi guys
The real reason D-16 crashed out
(Spoilers: it don’t come off)
Elita One 👈🏼
You know she has antennae like an antlers or horns.
Sentinel Prime 👈🏼
What’s Species is Elita One as Animal?
A cat or A pony or any animal?
I really want to draw her as animal. Just let me know!
Elite’s demotion in a nutshell
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I have been roleplaying for 10+ years, but am relatively new to this corner of Tumblr. I've been a fan of the Transformers franchise since I was a child, and my favorite character is and always has been Blackarachnia. My other interests include art, dance, reading, entomology and taxidermy, drag, and costume making. Apart from having two human children, I also have three cats, and five snakes... and a murder of crows that I have been feeding for the past winter... slowly gaining their trust until they have integrated me into their ranks... *cue ominous laughter*
[ID: A digital drawing of Elita One and Blackarachnia from Transformers Animated. Blackarachnia is seen from the back, embracing Elita tightly and resting her head on Elita’s shoulder, her face obscured from the viewer. Her spider limbs are folded behind her back, resembling featherless wings. Elita returns the hug reluctantly; her head is slightly lowered as she glares into the distance. Strands of black spider silk stream down from Elita’s eyes, Blackarachnia is pulling at the strands absent-mindedly. A veil of tattered cobwebs falls down Elita’s shoulders and sprawls behind her. End ID]
lil headcanons + random stuff abt my au cause it's rotting my brain now-
𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
I like to imagine that when Striker and Bee met for the first time (Striker was 5 and Bee was 4) they called each other "best friends" but didn't realize that they were half siblings until Optimus, (name), and Elita told them.
When Optimus and Elita found out they were expecting Bee it was like:
"...we fucked up"
"we did"
And during that time, Optimus and (name) were still together so the duo just decided to keep Bee's existence a secret.
(name) didn't find out about until after everything happened and she was pissed, and mostly hurt because he slept with another, sparked her up and didn't even bother to tell anyone!
But even though she was angry, (name) still cared for Bee like he was her own
Striker would sometimes ask why she has a half sibling or why Eilta is referred as her "other mother" but (name) would have a hard time trying to answer her because it it was always a sensitive topic for them.
Bee and Striker are like Mario and Luigi:
Though he's the youngest, Bee was slightly taller than Striker at such a young age despite her being older than him.
guys I swear if you let me yap about this, I'll make it make sense plsss
edit: it's posted!
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 (𝐩𝐭.𝟐)
𝐖𝐅𝐂!𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ ꒰ ⌨ ✰ 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 ⁱˢ ᵗʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ··· ꒱ | ೃ࿔₊•
𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒➤ 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡
(𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?) 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠?: 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔?, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑂𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑢𝑝 (𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡?) 𝑛𝑜 𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦/𝑛 (𝐼 𝑢𝑠𝑒 "(𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒)" 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑑)
𝐩𝐭.𝟏
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
You froze, a wave of emotions hit you. Anger, heartbreak, surprise and worst of all, betrayal as you realized...
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬' 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞....
You struggle to contain your emotions as your legs felt weak, tears threatened to spill form your optics. Your anger just wanted to spill over the top, but you managed to control yourself to quickly and silently leave the scene.
When Optimus and Elita finally departed, the air felt tense
"𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚..𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬... 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠"
You try to keep your emotions in check, but couldn't help it. You just saw your supposed lover kiss another and it's even worse that you considered Elita-1 a friend
When finally reaching your chambers, it all just comes crashing down. Never ending tears flow from your optics, you craddle your knees to your chest and just cry, cry and cry until. You hear a knock
"(𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞), 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
silence...
you wanted to scream soo badly but decided to suck it up and give him a piece of your mind as you stood and spoke.
"𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧"
As you crossed your arms with a frown, the door slowly opens revealing a "concered" Optimus.
"𝐈𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠-"
"𝐍𝐨 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬"
You didn't even let him finish, but you didn't care, anger was the only thing you felt right now.
"𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭-"
"𝐈𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚"
You just couldn't stop as the emotions just boiled over and you were not in the mood right now.
silence...
"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥?"
more silence
"(𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞), 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧-"
"𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬? 𝐎𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭?"
silence
"𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬.... 𝐖𝐡𝐲? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞?"
Your voice broke, still struggling to contain your emotions.
silence
"𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈...𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫"
"'𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲' 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞?, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 '𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭'?"
"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬... 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡?"
"...."
"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫"
you decided to give him one last look before going back into your chambers
"𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐎𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬"
and you closed the door in his face, all that you hear is him sighing before walking away. It took you a while to call down and not confront Elita. You tried so hard to think this was a dream but you keep realizing that
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠/𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒: 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝐹𝐿𝑂𝑃𝑃𝐸𝐷 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐 (𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑝𝑡. 1 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 😭😭😭) 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑚𝑘 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 (𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒ℎ𝑒ℎ𝑒)
merry christmas