Balloon Arcade

@balloonarcade.bsky.social

semi-professional human impersonator. Free me from this flesh prison. ✏️BalloonArcade on Ao3 🍷Gulping from the well of Sunstreaker and Sideswipe angst 🔗 https://www.tumblr.com/balloonarcade Not dead yet.

Trying to focus on finish chapter 5’s edits while my brain gets hijacked by gloios, (naked men at Ancient Greek gymnasiums rubbed olive oil on themselves then worked out and had the combination of sweat, oil, and dead skin scraped off)

I still recommend these two books for when you are stuck repeating the same character emotes in a draft and need to start editing them out. The one on the Emotion Thesaurus helps jog my brain for variety, and the Emotional Wound Thesaurus helps dig deeper if a scene still feels too shallow.

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Should Prowl fail him, he need not worry Sunstreaker would run to a higher authority. In Sunstreaker's mind, he was the authority. No, worst case scenario Sunstreaker would bring Sideswipe into focus, making Prowl's existence a string of minor misfortunes he could never quite link back to them.

Chapter 4 of Sunstreaker/Prowl Sunstreaker deepens his designs on Prowl, submitting his requested analysis by painting a vivid picture: presenting his argument on the consequences of telling Sunstreaker no -- all without saying a word. archiveofourown.org/works/877068...

We Don't Feel Regret - Chapter 4 - BalloonArcade - Transformers - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

archiveofourown.org

Abandoned my push to update tonight because my wrist started tingling, probably better this way because now I'll actually sleep, and tomorrow I can channel post-posting anxiety and obsessing over every little thing I should have changed that no one cares about, into cleaning.

This was not what I was supposed to be doing, but I’m counting it as details I can use for writing Bob in the scene I was supposed to be finishing. I’m convinced his horizontal maw behind his slotted battle mask is an industrial metal shredder.

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My toxic trait is spending an unholy amount of time figuring out the chemical composition of Cybertron's atmosphere and where the oxygen is coming from for a species that requires combustion and thrust for lift, and how atmosphere effects their science and chemistry --

“Just find a piece of metal to distract Bob with as you run past — that’s what Sideswipe does.” Prowl getting a taste of “oh my god you live like this?” from Sunstreaker in chapter 7. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker see it as a solved problem to Bob terrorizing Sideswipe.

I do not know if I'll get chapter 4 of Sunstreaker/Prowl cleaned up this week because I am deep in the mines of bringing the later chapter drafts into alignment with the emotional mapping of Sunstreaker's manipulation.

I can't believe it took me trying to draw Sideswipe's crotch (attempt unknown) to realize Transformers are wearing a combo of sumo wrestling covering and a sexy little plated skirt for mobility like Roman soldiers. If he spins does it flare out?

five days and I've finally figured out a scene transition that wasn't Prowl opening another door. I finished a different chapter while I thought about it but damn if the "just finish it" vs "no this scene isn't feeling right yet" in my brain wasn't devouring me.

Someday I want to do a zine of toy photography posing, composition, and lighting. But today is not that day. So here’s the photo I took with my phone before edits, and the behind the scenes set up with fishing line. And let’s talk lighting and effects.

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Shout out to the time I voluntarily flagged my Tumblr NSFW when it wasn't because I didn't want it to show up in searches of people under 18 who were being honest about their age online so they wouldn't DM me. It's been stuck and unable to be unlocked since the purge. I just want a profile photo 🫠