#about: rung

[tfunity]

Name, Title: Primus, Almighty Luminescence

Domains: Order, Rocky Worlds, Mechanical Life, Parthenogenesis, Emotional Reactions

Affiliation: Cybertron, Himself

Spark Type: Allspark

Alt: Cyberkey

Weapons of Choice: ARK Gun, Constructs

ID Number: 0

Covenant Notes: (Author EP1)

The first and, eventually, the last. From Primus came all that has a spark or stable form. His chosen children are the Cybertronians, those recorded in this book. Every iron spark, every quartz spark, every diamond spark. We're all from him.

He doesn't deserve any of this. Under that cold, sad stare is someone who only wanted a family. Such a simple, terrible thing to go to war for.

Secrets, Lies, and Other Stuff:

Bound to physicality by the bones of a dead girl in his hands, Primus came into life being used. First to ensure this new, blooming universe was under control and then to provide servants to an existence cut off from the multiverse. And, as his sibling grew, he became a bargaining chip.

In the end, Unicron became something he feared and his Father became someone he hated. Once his Mother was killed, Primus had only his children. Everything was for them. It's easy to just... focus on that. Save them, even if you won't make it.

Design Notes:

Paints self due to his natural plating reminding him too much of his brother. The reasons for that fear should be clear: his shoulder and neck are cracked and damaged, despite his usually impossible healing capabilities. They hurt every second of the day.

As the only Cybertronian who can cry, being technically an Antillian, he has literal tear tracks (as opposed to the mostly symbolic tear tracks of his children). They're charred from his blood, Ambrosia, scorching them most of the day.

Legs are new. Prior to the Q-War, he had nothing below his skirt. Epistemus added them to give him more balance.

Musical References:

[peeppq]

Gang, ive finished them.

[peachremix]

ornament

[somerandomcockroach]

And coloring based on @thegunnsara 's sketch

[t4transformerss]

some mtmte bangers

[hercarisntyours]

IS THAT RUNG

[sargent-space-dork]

I retired on my skylanders tumblr so now I'm posting here so I don't have to deal with creep gooners, anyway totally unrelated here's some transformers AU work!! UH this is all for a personal AU, it's not like, based on one continuity its based on all the ones i like, and I get to choose the lore so. I also shouldn't have to say this but better safe than sorry, don't use my designs for your own stuff.

im gonna be super silly and name my tf au the same thing as my other nontf au so no one can tell them apart :)

[rungssparemodelpieces]

Human, head down and kneeling down in prayer: “Thank you, Primus, for this bountiful meal before me…”

Rung, disgruntled while looking down at them as they’re kneeled in front of his spike

Human, looking up: “Oh, my bad… thank you, Rung, for this bountiful meal before me…”

[truth-01001001-liar]

“Scale the heights and adhere my hands to the sky– for you are my last uncertainty. They ride the wind under false truths, though This’s Nirni still needs her moons.” -Azurah/Azura in one of Xayah’s dreams :3

[birdsandcake]

Hello and happy new year!! Got a whole bunch of doodles to share <|:D including some Starscream and Shockwave portraits, Lost Light drawings, and gartic phone doodles (Shockwave without the eyepatch under the cut)

[steelthroat]

I think Cybertronian atheism should work differently than ours like:

"It's not that primus doesn't exist, I just don't think of him as a god just because he's a creator and created me"

Like yk. He's there, he's a giant robot, he's the planet the Cybertronians inhabit... this doesn't have to mean something on a spiritual level for everyone.

Like i imagine the discourse in theology boards being like "when people say "oh look Primus created us all" okay but maybe we could do it too... WE ACTUALLY DO IT TOO DOES IT MAKE mechs in cold constructed factories GODS?"

Idk. Like i think that the fact that primus exists as a planet and giant Cybertronian/Cybertron is a hard one to miss, maybe there may be some skeptics sure, but few of them.

I think it would actually be interesting arguing about whether his will is something to keep in mind or not when talking about politics or society and that also bleeds into "primacy/no primacy" discourse.

And also i imagine there may be some Unicronian cults out there etcetera? Peopel arguing about his figure as a mythological or historical one? Hrrrrrrnnnn

[tfunity]

Yes. This is Rodimus' story. It's him that we follow and root for, him we hope and dream for, him who triumphs over all pains.

But this tale started with a pair of twins and it will end with them, as intended.

Such is Unity.

[mechstims]

IDW Rung

self indulgent :3 if i said what i wanted to say abt rung uhh... well... let's just say i like him a LOT... ( ��▽〃)>

X X X | X X X | X X X

[smallestapplin]

helloooo!! can i request idw rung x human fem reader?? just fluff, maybe rung is exhausted from all the sessions and clients, and the reader is just there for him. Kinda like instead of rung giving out therapy, he's receiving therapy lolll

And this makes rung kinda emotional because like i said, he's always the one giving out therapy, and no one ever really cared about him that way

idk if u write for idw though i hope u do😭 have a nice day!

-🍓 anon

Thank you for requesting this, I wanna smother him in love so badly.

No warnings!

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Rung loves to help, the care he feels deeply for all on the ship is immeasurable, like a sire to their sparklings. He just wants to give them the tools to help themselves, to help them out of their depressions, to help manage their moods swings and out bursts.

To show them they aren't alone, and it's okay.

But some days take everything out of him, like learning something new in his clients past that just makes his spark break for them. Rung forgets himself, forgets that he too needs someone to lean on sometimes.

He didn't expect that support to come in the form of the human of the ship.

You knew he'd be back late and yet you still found your way to his habsuite, and stayed up waiting for him. You smile up at him, gentle and kind.

"Welcome back, you look tired, hon. C'mon, you need to lay down and relax."

He's not sure what made him break, your soft voice or your warm expression, but he could feel the fluid leaking down his face plate, fogging his goggles. He moved to you without a second thought, carefully picking you up and holding you close to his face plate as he lays down on his berth.

"I just want to help them."

His quaking voice breaks your heart.

"I know, Rung, I know. You have been doing so well. But you forget to take care of yourself, you can't help everyone if you're too tired." You try to wipe his tears, but there is just too much.

You nuzzle up close to him, offering some comfort to the large bot.

"You need someone to vent to, you need to take those stupidly long hot showers, read something new, you need time for yourself to recover."

When was the last time someone offered such support to him? Been there to let him cry and get it all out?

"You're a kind bot with so much love to give, but recovery isn't all work, you need to stop and just breathe in the moment, feel what you feel, and show it."

He lets out a watery chuckle.

"I know you're right, but I'm not pleased about it."

You playfully huff, "Well, now you just sound like Prowl being proven wrong."

Rung moves to lay on his side, curling around you in the process, keeping you close to him. He takes his fogged goggles off, setting them to the side, letting you see his pretty blue optics, but he looks so tired.

You place a hand on his cheek, rubbing soothing circles across his metal.

"You're a sweet bot, Rung, don't let these trying times ruin your compassion."

You nearly panic at how much he begins to sob, as if you broke the dam that had been cracking for so long, his cries were loud in your ears, but you never wavered in your comfort. You lay against him, kissing the digit of the servo that holds you.

he needs this, he's needed this for so long.

"It's okay, I'll stay by your side, always."

There isn't anything he wouldn't do for the crew, and there isn't a thing you wouldn't do for him. You let him cry as much as he needed until he grew exhausted, growing limp in the oncoming rest cycle.

He spoke up, his voice near a whisper.

"You'll stay here with me...right?"

You worm your way out of his servo and lay down next to his helm, his optics lazily following your every move.

"I'll be here when you wake up, you won't get rid of me that easily."

His smile, though tired, is just as sweet as always.

"Thank you."

"Anything for you."

You watch as his optics slide close, powering down to recharge. You will stay right here with him, right beside him no matter what, he's too kind to be left alone as is.

His berth isn't very comfortable for you, but you will ask for your bed to be moved here if he'd be okay with that.

Ah, you will worry about that in the morning, for now you just want to bask in his presence and enjoy this.

[somerandomcockroach]

[transingthoseformers]

I love how in MTMTE and LL Rung is both robot god and just. Some guy.

And even after it's revealed he's Primus, he's still ultimately Rung.