#tfo Orion pax

[saraannriiko]

tf one doodles hehe rubs my hands together like a fly

[clg-artisa]

😂😂😂

Original image from a post made by @emperor-kumquat heehee-

[flayyr]

I forgive your fears, for they were born of love

[kairukitsuneo]

What if Alternative Ending

[5wolfdog5]

So I found this detailed in Transformers One that I don’t think anyone has noticed yet.

D-16 released his own grip on the train so he could catch Orion to break his fall.

[devils-yui]

I think abt this. I think abt the concept art a lot, especially when one of the scenes involved Sentinel Prime instead coming down to the mines to talk to Orion and D-16, instead of having them be up in the medbay after the race to talk to.

[fkkr109]

Strong bonds are difficult to forget they say

[azure-aeon-dragaeon]

Where men cried: "I'M DONE SAVING YOU."

Where kings cried: "We were given the power to change our world, and you chose to destroy it, just like Sentinel. You have betrayed Cybertron and its citizens. And you betrayed... Me."

Where legends cried: "The line between friend and enemy is not as clear as I once believed. Once it's crossed, there's no going back, because some transformations... Are permanent."

[r4t-tx]

Helmet thunks are a way to show affection for cybertronian me thinks

Like, for platonic thunks, the side of the helm will lightly conk on the other’s shoulder (if taller) or helm (if shorter)

For courtship or romantically, the front of the helm will thump the side of helm, it’s basically like a cat nuzzling another cat.

For conjunxes, the front of the helm thump the conjunx’s front of helm, softly and intimately

[lycoris-artcorner]

After learning the truth about Sentiel regime and getting transformation cog D-16 continuously shows up striking red flags as signs of build up rage and incapability of seeing big picture in thirst for revenge

"He lied to my face"

Ofc the most obvious 'No I want to kill him' speech, but first ones were constant empathize on I, himself and what he wants. Post receiving t-cog maniac laughter, violent tendencies and seeking out being the one in control, look how he uncharacteristically takes proof Alpha Trion gave them & lead from Orion saying 'I. got. it-'. Then when Orion talks with D 'I will never trust so called leader ever again' right before being attacked by High Guard. Head first challenging Starscream and pointing newly discovered fusion canon into opponents face declaring 'Bear witness! This is the last time I show mercy'. After reuniting with Pax when Orion tries to check on him and build up strategy D dismisses him 'This is nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to Sentiel' & 'I'm doing this my way'. Repeatedly trying to blast Sentiel with fusion canon not realizing the destruction he causes, when Orion tries to talk sense to D 'I have to do this' & 'Pax, you need to move out of my way before I move you myself'. And of course 'I'm done saving you' & 'Primus gave you the Matrix'. It's all there. In clear sight

Each time D does this camera goes to close shot on Orion's reaction

Even first time they see recreation of Sentiel trying to take matrix for himself, Pax's initial reaction was shock, while D-16's - rage

Megatron is product of the system, formed by blind anger and vengeance, whose tragedy is succumbing into his own version of said system repeating violence

Which takes roots from deeply personal views & mindset of D-16

And worst thing is, every time Orion was right there beside D noticing all of it, trying to call out to his friend only to see him fall deeper and deeper, giving into resented rage, choosing violent path. Despite all effort Orion was unable to do anything about it but watch D becoming the very thing he had sworn to destroy, failing to save his closest friend from himself

[meshonax]

i helped you at your weakest, and you killed me at mine.

[flayyr]

how you covet the scorn of the eye of god

[illuminaary]

I did it again

He’s next to Dee :))

[5wolfdog5]

So here are some more details I noticed in transformers one

These are two scenes that I took from a larger video than I plan to upload later on.

D-16 savings Orion Pax from getting shot at.

D-16 is protecting Orion and Orion doesn’t even know.

Hope I haven’t made any spelling mistakes

[peep-po-pi]

It's a bit late, but Happy Halloween! here are some halloween shenanigans >:]

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

Kinktober Day 4 Sounding (TFO Orion and D16)

Word Count: 1,511

TFO Orion and D16 X Cybertronian GN Reader

18+ tags: Rough sex, teasing, sounding, and light voyeurism.

(Yes I am planning a second part, the original plan was to make it 3,000 words. That backfired so expect a part 2!!)

Read more below the cut!

During the day, you were all miners working hard in the mines to keep Iacon running. At night, you and your two mechs were lovers who couldn't get enough of one another. The three of you retreated to your respective stations and waited until every bot was in recharge when you all snuck off to enjoy each other's company.

Which brings you to now.

The muffled sounds of Orion were erotic, his hip struts bucked as the vibrating rod within his spike made him a complete mess for D16. You watched the arousing scene before you unfolded as D moved behind your shared lover and grabbed his neck cables with a rough yet calculated gentle hold. It was firm, pulling his helm back so he could kiss the whimpering mech's cheeks as he sobbed behind the gag and blindfold.

“You are doing so well Orion, you have no idea how beautiful you look right now. The way you squirm, begging for release. It's intoxicating, I feel so lucky to see you like this.” D16 purrs in the sinfully deep voice of his he used when he was aroused. It sent shivers down your spinal strut.

To bear witness to such an intimate display, your partners taking part in this little fantasy you thought up was such an honor to you. Your spike was pressing hard against its housing. It was becoming unbearable, but you stayed closed while D took care of Orion.

His servos traced down his front, focusing on the sensitive cables lining just under the edge of his bulky chassis. His digits explore Orion's heated frame, feeling up every inch with eager optics. Hungering for any reaction he could get out of your shared partner, his golden yellow optics were dark with desire, and his intake was drawn back in a smirk that showed just how much he was enjoying being in charge of the both of you.

His optics focused back on you, and your frame stiffened under the heated stare. His frame rumbled as his servo moved to the blindfold and removed it to allow him sight once again. Orion's optics flickered and adjusted to the light before he focused on the two of you. D16 leaned down to kiss Orion's helm before he stalked over to your kneeled position.

He looked over to Orion and barked an order. “Don't look away and don't overload. You must keep your optics on us at all times.” He slowly walked around your form, his servo grabbing a hold of your helm with a low, dark chuckle as he pushed you down.

Faceplate on the ground, aft up. His servo pinned you down with ease while the other rubbed along your panel, feeling for the sensitive wires to trigger that would open your valve. His thick digits ardently sought for that wire until it was pressed upon and the covering of your valve popped open. D rumbled his growl, not quite a chuckle. No, this was primal. It was low and vibrated through your chassis as the mech mounted you without hesitance.

His larger frame slotted against your own, fitting together like two pieces to a puzzle. Your frame shuddered at the impending thrill, his digits teasing your valve entrance. Smearing the lubricant around, testing your eager hole for the next step. His knees dropped one after the other as he pressed your frame into the floor, his hips pressed flush to your aft while one arm wrapped around your middle and the other went to your intake. His digits covered in your fluids pushed past your dermas, and you whined against the blunt object as he urged your glossa to clean it off.

Solvent soaked his digit, the writhing mass in your intake covered it until it was cleaned to his liking, and without warning, his digit was joined by another before the third was shoved inside. Your intake stretched wide and and the three large intrusions thrust inside to cover them in your solvent.

“Get them all nice and wet for me. Make sure they are throughly lubricated.” He purred, admiring the way your optics flickered as your frame started to whirr with the fans trying to cool your heated frame. His digits pushed further into your open intake, coating them with the fluids pooling as you drooled from the intrusion. Your glossa dragged along them to soak them as requested. He hummed approvingly as his hips grind against your rear excitedly at the feeling of your moist orifice preparing them for whatever he had planned.

He pulls his servo away, his digits throughly coated in solvent, he reaches down between your frames, and you hear a hiss, then something hard pressed against you. The slick sounds of something moist is heard from just behind you, curious, you lean your helm down and look under your frame to see that D is stroking his erect spike. It's absolutely weeping with trans fluids. His servo that was in your intake is stroking it. A chuckle vibrates youcatxck, you pull your helm back up to see that D is watching you.

You flush at the fact you got caught watching him lube his spike up. He doesn't push the subject. Instead, he pushes your helm down against the ground once again as he aligns himself with your valve and pushes inside your hole with little resistance. You gasp as he bottoms out with ease inside of you, his servo runs down your front until he reaches the buldge where his spike rests within your clenching walls. A low moan leaves him, a playful nip to your audial with a low rumble of his chassis as a growl passes through him

A whine from Orion has you glancing at him, but D quickly snatches your chin up and makes you look away from the needy bot.

“Eyes forward, he has to watch as I ravage your body all night long~” He purrs before his hips start moving. His spike is thrusting slowly at first, building to a speed that is carnal and rough. The speed takes you by surprise as each thrust leaves you breathless as he rearranges your insides with a pace so fast and hard you can't think. The noises you are making are lewd, solvent drools past your dermas, knees weak, and a valve pulsing with a building charge that has you begging for him to finish inside of you.

Orion is watching from his spot. His spike is aching with the need to release. His transfluids chamber aches to purge the building fluid, but the obstruction inside his spikes channel prevents him from doing so. He watches D ravage your frame, fragging you with a relentless pace. He's jealous that he isn't the one pulling the noises from you. He wants nothing more than to break from his binds and sample that tight valve he knew would suck him inside without hesitance.

Orion shifts his leg struts to sit just under him and starts to grind himself against his metal, groaning in relief as the aching need to be touched is achieved. It wasn't the touch he wanted, but it would do. He watched as D chased his building charge. The snarls and growls of his pleasure were hot. Fueling his grinding to get faster, his valve clenching around nothing as his node drags along his leg and with a roll of his hips he starts to grind roughly at a pace that starts to push him to the edge of his building overload. His hips rock desperately, humping with huffs of pleasure leaving him as he feels his charge building tight within his frame. It hurts so bad. He just wants to let go!

Your towards your own end, the savage rocking of his hips against your own is mind numbing. You are lost to the world around you as the rolling heat is close to snapping. A servo is between your spread thighs and rubs at your node as a low, sultry voice whispers a command.

“Overload for me.” D whispers, and you listen.

Your frame stiffened and shook as the hot flash of pleasure spreads through your body and shakes you to your very core. You cry out as your valve snaps down and D follows suit. His spike pumps you full with his transfluids as he fills your chamber with his hot fluids. You feel your body go limp, falling back against his as the euphoria floods your system, and D holds you close to his body to kiss your face and helm with his own exhaustion curling around his processor. He does pause to see that Orion is heaving, he grows worried that something happened until his optics land in the sounding rod on the floor,a limp spike, and transfluids covering the front of his frame.

He clicks his glossa with a hum of disappointment “That wasn't very smart of you, Orion. I have to punish you now. Only good boys get to overload. And you are far from being a good boy~”