Meet the twins Blitz and Blight the hedgehog
I did a redesign on them...I might colour them again but yeaahhh this sheet is like basic knowledge of these chaotic twins ;>
You've already met, Blare and Blitz LET'S MEET THE REST OF THE GANG!(●'◡'●)
-Ametrine, Malachite and Jadeite (Knuxouge kids)
-Honey the Fox (Taiream kid)
Yes your honor..they're siblings :>
Prince Void the cat (Silvaze kid)
Prince Torch the hedgehog and Prince Cheri the cat (Blazeamy kids)
Sky and Sillo the Chameleon (Espilver kids)
I'm sooo glad i got these kiddies outta my system they needed to be let out my brain..(ʘᴥʘ)
This SHOT by itself I swr....( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
AND WHAT IF I WANNA LEAVE MORE KUDOS??? HUH??? HUHHHH?????
THERE’S THREE OF US THERE’S THREE OF US.. kinda late ik but hopefully this fandom is alive somewhere...
Soooo..I watched Transformers One..ANDOHMYGOSHILOVEDIT!!! And I recommend watching the movie, you will surely enjoy it!
Soo I'm doing a deep dive into this fandom and I'm learning and enjoying everything so far<333 And I did my own designs of the main four..they'll be more characters eventually.. :)
I also did a few sketches too..you can already guess what my fav ship is...
LMAOOOO JUST REALIZED THIS (●'◡'●)
I swr these deleted scenes are gonna kill me....
ITS DA BABYYY ROLLER!! aka mini Silver Lining ✨
That's right kiddo was causing mischief even in the 'womb'
+ I've been watching G1 and read the Spotlight comics and yes I'm namin him after this lil guy
And I came up with some more aspects for Sparklings/Roller
Annddd I've been meaning to get this one outta my system but the size diff in TFA will never not amaze me 😭😭 So I managed some rough sketchies on both creators+sparkling
Servo + Pod
Servo + Sparkling it's so funny shifting him around the images he's such a lil goober (ಥ _ ಥ)
I honestly didn't expect him to be practically the size of OP's palm but I'm all in for it <333
And the height diff sheet! It wasn't what I was going for with OP and Megs but it's somethin??
Still debating on who should be carrier and sire, I love all concepts and ideas ppl come up with so I'm still thinking... but lemme know whatchu think am I cookin or am I cookin (✿◡‿◡)
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
||Call me Sillo || She/Her ||//Drawings of my fav ships and fandoms// |On what I'm hyperfixating at the moment|-{unKNOWN007__silHOUETTE on Ao3}-
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