My Takeaways From Harry Potter After Watching It For The First Time With My Partner And Only Half Paying

For the colour palette challenge. Requested by anon. (*ΦωΦ*)

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Being honest, we are endearing the trope of some big scary creature being more loving, affectionate, kind. There is some thing about it... it makes our core swole with fear-not-fear, delight yet not... Strange yet pleasant feeling...

Though, on the other hand, the concept of some thing little, cute, safe by looks being evil, dangerous, cruel, bloodthirsty... Sends chill down our vertebral column, making us feel...confused, afraid... Unsettling feeling, heavy as lead, deep within our...stomach?...

Some recent works..

And my thoughts on how G-man true form might look like.

Señor Hueso ☠️

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Practice,but it doesn’t look good… :(

This is a fantastic headcanon by the lovely @praise-kink-anon who gave me permission to write it! Thank you!!

(Ratchet develops a parental/friend bond with Sideswipe and Sunstreaker during the war, but due to unfortunate circumstances they are terminated on the battlefield. But, years later, when he and Drift decide to kindle newsparks, they get their little lambos back. This time as cute ass sparklings)

Ratchet couldn’t stop staring.

By no means did he believe in Primus, and nor had he ever believed in anything of the like, for that matter.

But the universe was tricky. Hard to understand. Challenging and cruel, but sometimes surprising.

And sometimes, Ratchet did find his beliefs being tested.

A brief fragment of a memory, stirring away in the back of his processor came to drift back, tickling familiarity as purple optics blinked back at him.

He was old, his memory fuzzy at best, but he couldn’t forget those optics.

Young and frenzied, fighting in a war they had been built for.

Too young and too… innocent.

But now they were back, and Ratchet couldn’t quite place his digit on whether things really did happen in coincidence.

Because in all honesty, it felt like a dream. A lovely one, but sick and cruel and tormenting.

As if he were going to wake, and the beings he missed most were going to be torn right from his servos.

But he didn’t wake.

There was no recharge purge.

Nothing to shatter the wave of bliss that had washed over him.

First Aid had brushed it off as a first-time sire being in awe of the tiny sparklings that were /his/.

And he was in awe.

In shock, actually.

Sideswipe squirmed, fingers still curled around his brother’s, and the particular glint that was flickering through his optics, cheeky and mischievous, told Ratchet everything he needed to know.

Even if it felt oddly dangerous, as if he were messing with something he shouldn’t have.

And it was, the very thought of Cybertronians- or any being for that matter, getting reincarnated, in his books, was inane.

Impossible.

But Ratchet could either take it or leave it.

He could give them new designations, urge for paintjobs that weren’t red and yellow, hammer out the plotting that was certainly already brewing in Side- his creations optics.

But in good conscience, the answer was no.

He couldn’t.

Not when spilt spark twins, a rarity in themselves, were lying curled in his arms. Blinking familiar optics, morphing into frames he had seen dead and smoking on the battlefield.

It would be cruel not to.

He couldn’t tear away a second chance.

But whether it was for them, or for him, he couldn’t tell. Nor would he ever.

Sunstreaker kicked out a foot, Sideswipe following the uncoordinated flail with a wiggle of his own, before both of them yawned.

It drew Drift’s attention, and for the fourth time that cycle he asked for designation ideas.

Ratchet smiled, and gently poked at the dimples piled on rounded cheeks.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Yep, I have nothing to say here

It all started then I wanted to practice at drawing a bit, but ended up with a whole sheet of Madness Combat characters (Success, i guess)

I like how it turned out, especially their design in my style and emotions

(I don't own any of these characters, they belong to their rightful owners.

I own only an art and idea of it)

I was unsure wether you wanted some Bathrobe Walrider or Cute (early) Easter Walrider……sooo……I did both.

Y O U are N O T going anywhere, H U M A N.