#Cybertron Calls

[theomenmedia]

Transformers One Set To Be Available For Streaming Starting Tomorrow

Transformers One rolls into your living room TOMORROW! Dive into the untold origin story of Optimus Prime and Megatron. Are you Team Autobot or Decepticon? Watch, decide, and join the conversation!

Read the full story here: https://www.theomenmedia.com/post/transformers-one-from-theaters-to-streaming-the-epic-origin-story-continues-tomorrow

[tigereyes45]

With how often TFP Megatron refers to Ratchet as "Optimus Prime's lapdog" it leaves me with the impression that Megatron absolutely tried to get Ratchet to side with him only for him to choose Optimus.

Major polycule breakup vibes (or love triangle I guess).

[starscream-is-my-wife]

There was a transformers and x files crossover where Optimus Prime and Bumblebee had to go rescue Ratchet from some humans, and then while they were driving away it looked like a shot where they freed and reunited a family of dolphins or something.

So I was thinking what if a really young trio of Orion, Ratchet, and Bumblebee was stranded on earth and they couldn’t communicate with the humans for some reason, the rumors would be so juicy.

Next

Yes the bots understand the humans, they can’t correct anything though lmao

Optiratch aren’t married or dating (yet)

Bumblebee is like a 10 year old tagging along for some college kids project that went horribly wrong and not their son that’s going through a bright colored phase

Ratchet and Orion are both mechs, but 90s heteronormative assumptions are pretty strong

Their noises are like, Pokémon game and not Pokémon anime, maybe I’ll make some examples later

[driver270]

Fuck it, I'm down.

[mrmeepsmadmind]

Metalhawk: bro stop calling my people NAILS

Starscream: if you tase me im gonna make u my dead wife istg

Wheeljack: why do your optics turn separate directions whenever i mention the word 'plan'.

Ratchet: yeah i have arthritis so idc if i die tbh :/

rodimus: im buying an rv and me and all these strangers (who like me more than u, not that it matters ) (im hot) are gonna * EXPLODES EVERYONE *

wheeljack, in the middle of discussing a very elaborate pain-staking plan:... ... something just exploded & i wasn't the cause 😢...

prowl: WHERE IS YOUR RAGE

needlenose: i sure love my big dumb evil husband. sure hope a disgruntled little popcorn kernel doesn't detonate a bomb in his head

Wheeljack: fuck my life

Starscream: i love lying, so, naturally-- im gonna become a politician.

ironhide: i saw the hat man

the intelligent Bumble (bee):

[gravelsong]

Soundwave literally gifting Spike to Shockwave as a present to solidify their alliance because Shockwave can use him for experimentation. Honestly it's absolutely what I'd expect from them when it comes to courting

[foolnamedjoey]

IM TWEAKING

PLEASE HELP ME IM FUCKING TWEAKING THE HELL OUT

FIGHT IN THE TAGS IDK MAN

[sunnyashe]

A prequel to this: we might get there. maybe. just setup for now

next scene under cut! part 3:

Rumble and Frenzy both stiffened instantly. Scrap. 

Rumble side-eyed his twin, watching shock dawn to horror on Frenzy’s faceplate.

Jazz.

“Seems the terrible two are taking the party outside!” Jazz was still standing directly behind them, his grin practically audible. Fragger fed off Cassetticon fear. “‘s there a reason you didn’t pay for that engex?”

“Nope,” Rumble responded immediately, turning to face Jazz. The word dragged out, ending with a lilt, as if he was unsure.

Simultaneously, Frenzy launched into a ramble on the spot. “We have special instruction, clearance, from the Prime! He wants energon samples from across the undercity for…”

Rumble picked up the thread as Frenzy trailed off. “Because he wants to try out the local culture! The Op’s so bored of the fancy shmancy energon they keep serve’n him in that palace, so he asked us to bring him some of these commoner…delicacies!”

Jazz exaggeratedly brought a digit to his helm, miming a comm exchange. "Wow! I thought you might've been stealing for yourselves, but if you're stealing for the Prime, it must be fine!” After a beat, he sighed theatrically, “OP says he didn’t order any engex, you sure you didn’t get the wrong guy?”

Frenzy was still rooted to the spot, facing the street. :Turn around, dumbaft!: Rumble crackled through to him with comms, :Face that slag-head helm first! It’s too late to run.:

:Idiot, it’s called deniability!:

:What, like you talking to him didn’t give up the jig?:

:I was telling the concrete!:

:It’s too late, flickerbrain, grow some self-respect!:

:What, like how you respect Autobots?:

In one swift movement, Rumble dropped all of the stolen engex he was holding. He hopped in front of Frenzy, snarling, with a fisted servo extended to crack his brother’s stupid visor.

A warm, scarred servo yanked Rumble up by his backplate. Frenzy, who had unsheathed a vibroblade from who-knows-where in retribution, was also bodily hoisted up into the unforgiving air of Kaon’s industrial sector. Jazz’s rictus took on an amused tinge, “Woah there, mechs. It’s my job to keep violence off the streets, you know? You’re makin’ it real easy.”

Rumble wiggled in his grasp, limbs flailing ineffectually, “Then be glad about it, turbofox wannabe!”

Frenzy twisted his helm to attempt to bite Jazz’s servo “Yeah, you’re so great at your job! Now let us go!”

Jazz tilted his head, as if considering. As soon as he moved to speak, Frenzy plowed over whatever he was about to say with an interrogation he had little diplomatic power to execute. “Why the frag are you even here? Low-end neutral bar in the sticks? Does your job require engex overcharge or some slag?”

Rumble fought with renewed vigor, as if Jazz was diverting processing power away from his grip to consider his answer the question. “Yeah! Too scared of fighting a little crime without bein’ drunk?”

“As a matter of fact,” Jazz said blithely, ignoring them, “I was considering letting you miscreants off with a warning and a promise that you’ll give that poor bartender a sparkfelt apology.” 

Rumble glared at the underside of Jazz’s helm distrustfully, sending Frenzy a databurst comm, :Liar.:

:No slag.:

Jazz continued on, unruffled, pretending not to be hacking their private comms, “But, y’know…there’s no harm in a little catch-up. I haven’t seen you two since the war!”

“As if it’s over,” Rumble growled. Bitterly.

Jazz’s smile widened, and Rumble realized he kind of fucked up. “Anyway, how’s Sounders doing?”

Frenzy scoffed, crossing his arms while dangling a meter in the air, “Who the frag is Sounders?”

Jazz laughed a little, softly. He lowered Rumble to the ground. The Cassetticon ripped himself out of Jazz’s hold as soon as his pedes hit the cobbled, gritty floor, arm raised defensively. Maybe he was making good on that obvious falsehood from before? It wasn’t like him, at all, there was probably another trick–

Frenzy was still suspended midair. With his now free left servo, Jazz materialized two pairs of miniature stasis cuffs, lightly spinning them between two digits with obscene expertise.

“So, my mechs. Where is Soundwave?”

[boomboxtunes]

Baby turkey. Don’t have a name for it. Fauna for my OC planets’ world building. They grow twice the size of an average cybertronian. Domesticated birds can be ridden.

Bonus: Bird burger.

[ask-the-guardians-of-cybertron]

POINTS AGGROLY AT SHOCKWAVE. Who is the worst person that comes to mind without thinking

[numberonetribble]

Stuck at my mom's house until the 27th, can't finish the comic I was working on until then :( here's a rough Cowboy!pinup sketch of Bumblebee and some Breakbee + Piston angst:

[final-milf-ratchet]

Prowl giving birth to the easiest, nicest babies ever is so funny, considering how he used to be a punk and how he's so.. calm, now. Surely because of the whole connecting with nature thing.. Optimus is a great uncle to the twins but also.. not ? he can't resist them at all, so anything they want he'll give them.. spoiled little ones, but since they're so easy and perfect little sparklings.. they can be spoiled.

Listen. Prowl was a nightmare as a sparkling, I know this in my heart. Absolutely horrible, his caretakers wish they used a condom. And then he grew up to be a punk and didn't straighten out until Yoketron trapped him in the dojo like a feral cat and domesticated him.

His kids on the other hand? Little angels, the kinda kids where if they're upset all you gotta do it rock them for a little bit and they calm down. They're used to being held by the team all the time so they're good with other people holding them.

They are SO spoiled!! Optimus will be their favorite uncle until they day they die because all they have to do is look at him like this 🥺🥺 and he folds like a wet blanket!!! Even when their grown adults he still does it! He's not allowed to babysit alone because he will let them stay up until 2 am and eat cyber-ice cream for dinner!!!

It balances out in the end I think, Optimus is the worst when it comes to spoiling them but their overall good kids. Jazz would be a fantastic dad I think. Having so many hands on deck really helps when it comes too watching the kids... Maybe their parents might slip away for some more relaxing mediation 😉

Ratchet: where are you going?

Prowl: uhhhhhh

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Ratchet looks so snug in Ops trailer, very cute heheh

[uraniumwarlock]

1st image

lunarstrike (left) dawnstorm "missy" (right)

2nd image

shortcircuit "shortcut" (left) trailblazer (right)

[istherewifiinhell]

OH YEAH. and ofc the animation starts with vector prime.... looking over all time watching us with his fond gaze (dies)

[hheckkingart]

I'm back in the fucking building guys.

This is my tfsona, Anatexis!