Son Of The Stars - Blog Posts
I have redesigned Dynamo so that he fits in with the TFP style better.
I think I did a good job
The reunion
Dynamo tackle hugging Starscream is not an uncommon occurrence
One time Dy got stuck in TFA for 2 months
It was a rough time on the emotions side for the birbs.
Look at him please
@sunselkie drew my boy! I did the colors and stuff.
It's FINALLY DONE. I've been working on and off on this since October.
Just under 6 total hours, and it's finally done. Mortals, goblins, and anything else. Behold, my boy Dynamo.
And the original by magical pouch
Baby boy, baby
A sneak peek at something I've been working on and off on since last October
It's Dynamo's birthday today!
My boy turns 522 on the Ides of March.
Baby Dy turns 50.
Holoform Dynamo with Raf for height comparison
My boy is smol
One time Dy got stuck in TFA for 2 months
It was a rough time on the emotions side for the birbs.
Just a heads up, I'm gonna be writing down more stuff about Dy. The timeline is gonna be all over the place, so don't really question it.
And while we're here
I gave him a minor redesign
The Dynamic
Starscream: This is my emotional support child
Dynamo: This is my emotional support rat bastard (affectionate)
Evening Musings of a Dreaming Jet
It was a quiet evening on the Nemesis; with its crew winding down for the night in preparation for the next day’s events, Dynamo had taken the opportunity to go to bed, drifting off to dreamland. He recharged more often than he really needed to, having a preferred sleep schedule not unlike a human’s, despite his lacking the need to sleep that frequently. But it was a good way to pass the time, especially when he’s bored.
A few hours go by, and Starscream walks by his charge’s door during his usual patrolling of the halls. As he passes by his audials pick up a hushed mumbling sound muffled by the wall, just barely detectable. Starscream raises his optic ridges in interest at this development, and he cautiously opens the door to Dynamo’s quarters to check on his son.
The whoosh of the door opening threatens to awaken the young bot, but thankfully he does not stir, however continues to mumble. The commander creeps towards Dy’s berth as quietly as he can manage, so as not to disturb him given his sensitivity to sound.
When first viewing the young jet, it would simply appear that he is asleep; but upon closer inspection, Starscream notes that upon Dynamo’s face is a look of disdain.
“No, no no.” mutters Dy. At this, Starscream’s features soften, as it appears as though the child is having a nightmare. Just as the seeker moves closer to the youngling, he stops as Dynamo speaks again.
“No, that's too much pudding. I don’t like pudding.” With that, the commander’s face contorts into a slight grimace. Starscream shudders at the thought of whatever pudding could be, but it was probably a human item. At that, the seeker turns on his heel and silently walks away. He’s almost halfway back to the door when a whimper stops him in his tracks. He turns back to his son’s berth to see the young jet curl into a tighter position, his face scrunched up in distress.
“Dad… where are you?” he cries. Hearing this, Starscream walks back to his charge’s berth. He gently places a clawed servo on Dynamo’s back, and softly caresses the young bot’s back plating. Dy’s frame noticeably relaxes from the touch, and his field has a much calmer energy. After waiting there a moment in case Dy speaks again, Stars retracts his servo from the sleeping form in front of him at the lack of sound aside from Dynamo’s breathing.
Satisfied, Starscream leaves his son’s side, and as carefully as he entered, exits the room. The next morning Dynamo trots up to Stars, who is standing in a hallway with an energon cube.
“Good morning Dad.” Dy cheerfully chirps. Starscream turns to look at him.
“Morning Dynamo. Are you aware that you talk while you recharge?” He asks. Dy’s finials flick as he ponders the question.
“No, I don’t think so. Did I say something weird?”
“You did mention ‘pudding’, whatever that is, but not much else of note.” says Starscream, returning to his breakfast. Dynamo nods, and wanders off, thinking about what trouble he’d get into today.
"I'm sorry the world is full of hurt, baby."
Have a carrier and child moment.
BTW, that's Magnadrive.
I wanted to draw my son in some sleep related situations. So I did
And the thing I used as a base.
I made a thing for Henry.
Apparently he adores my son, so I drew him and Dy talking.
I made a thing using this chart
All of the placements should be rather self explanatory if you know the characters, except for the other two in the "actual parent" category, because those two are ocs, and Dy's actual creators.
And the blank one for any who want it
I've shown the child here a couple times. He's my main TFP OC.
This is Dynamo. He's approximately 500 Earth years old, and was born on Earth after his creators decided "screw the war, we wanna have a kid"
And so this stunt jet civilian existed for a good 4 centuries, but then the war came to Earth, and a little too close to his dwelling. So his parents told him to run, but in the confusion, he ran one direction, they fled on the other. Once the dust settled, he was all alone.
After the battle, the Autobots found him and collectively went "what's a youngling doing here? Oh well, we'll take him". And so he lived with the Autobots for 2 years, until Starscream found him racing Bee while on a scouting mission.
Starscream://sees Dynamo// oh hey, since when did they have a jet? We could use that //yoink//
So a week later, he got abducted by the Decepticons, but Dynamo thought the Cons were cool, so he decided to stick around.
Starscream took him under his wing, and the mischievous gremlin soon became SS' best friend and partners in crime against Megatron.
And there ya go, intro to my child
Who's Child is This?
I made fanart for my friend @henry-exe of his OC Air-Support getting a surprise hug from my OC Dynamo. This was 2 hours will spent, imo