#time blind magnus

[vastly-fixated-devotee-667]

just some hugs because they make me feel better :) 🫂

this is all of them up through s2e2 i believe but if i missed any PLEASE let me know and i will add them to the collection!!! working on s2e3–e5 now 💕💕

EDIT: here’s all three sheets!

[no-tengo-ojos]

IT’S DONE!!!!!

Finally finished the Archivist cardigan, ton of shit happened that delayed the making of it (I’ll talk about it when I’m ready) but it’s finally done!!!!

Piccies!!! (+Lotte/Op reveal ig)

One of the minor details that no one's really going to notice but do give it away as a TMA cardigan are the pockets. I used some eye-conography in them and gave them a raised relief

It's not entirely visible but it is tactile

Also bonus pic of me using Arthur Lester as a pin cushion (because that's all he is atp)

[jjcattt]

IF YOU SEE THIS POST AND YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IN THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES AND/OR SIGNALIS THEN GO PLAY SIGNALIS AND LISTEN TO THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES. SIGNALIS AND TMA HAVE LITERALLY CHANGED MY LIFE YOU NEED TO EXPERIENCE THEM.

thinking about the magnus archives and signalis and how similar i feel like their vibes are. heavy lovecraft inspiration. robot x human doomed yuri versus god x human doomed yaoi. horror media that's secretly about the all consuming power of love (and also it's gay). eye motifs. a lot of books for some reason. analog audio recordings. fighting the entire world to save someone who can't be saved. rebirth as simultaneously creation and destruction.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that lesbians are ranged (gun) and gay men are melee (axe, pipe)

[fishklok]

We're covering self-defense in my criminal law class and I will soon have a legal analysis of Magnus v. Nathan coming up

[icarusdiesatdawn]

I'm so glad I put spotify notifications on for when a new tmagp episode drops because I literally never know what day of the week it is

[heartemis-real]

(unfortunate reality: nobody makes blogs exclusively to liveblog their entire experience of consuming the media i like) (wgat if i want to know...)

[haemosexuality]

wwait i never posted this. my wife <3

[moreroads]

Sometimes I think about the fact that I was actively keeping up with The Magnus Archives fandom and analysis starting right before season 4, without listening to the episodes or reading any of the transcripts until WELL into season 5.

And THEN I started reading the transcripts at season 1.

And its a good story! It holds up under its own weight!

I was still surprised by Jane actually showing up.

I was STILL invested and rooting for them to stop the apocalypse.

I liked it so much.

[thethronezone]

We all know children, especially the younger ones, can be absolutly ruthless in their comments. Sooo how would the dads react to be annihilated by their child, either by a offhand comment or because they gave them sass. And to make it even worse there were witnesses XD

When Mortarion gets back home from a long campaign, all he wants to do is see his kid, ok? But the moment he steps into their room, they scrunch up their nose and frown. "Ewww, you smell like rotten egg." Mortarion pauses, knowing that he sometimes goes nose-blind. Tries to subtly catch a whiff of his own scent. Excuses himself to go and take a bath. Feels a tad embarrassed, mostly because he saw a serf choke on her own spit when his kid made that comment.

Fulgrim and his child, a teenager at this point, gets into an intense argument. It escalates when his kid calls him a "senior citizen". Fulgrim actually finds himself at a loss for words at that, so offended that he can't help but gape uselessly like a fish. The space marines nearby share a wide-eyed look and quickly vacate the area, just in time for Fulgrim to go on a ten minute rant about how he'd not old, how rude that was, children should respect their parents and all that jazz. His kid feels satisfied knowing they won that argument.

It's one of those days when the nails in Angron's head are causing him immense pain and making him lash out at everyone around him. Sadly, this includes his kid who he ends up yelling at sometimes. His kid, used to this and completely over it, turns to the closest person, a new space marine, and goes "You'll have to excuse him, he gets cranky when he's hungry." Angron grits his teeth enough that it causes his gums to bleed but leaves before he can say, or do, something he'll regret.

One of the things Magnus enjoys doing the most is teaching his child new things. Whenever they understand something, the moment it clicks in their brain, their eyes sparkle in a way that reminds him so much of himself. Today's lesson is special, about ancient Terran history. Magnus, wanting to test his little one, decides to ask them if they have any idea how he knows all of these facts. His child thinks about it for a moment, brows furrowed in deep contemplation before they look up to meet his gaze. "Because you're very old." Magnus face twitches before he breaks out into a wide smile and chuckles. The idea that his little one thinks that he's old enough to have experienced the Terra of old... it's more charming than it is offensive.

As they get older, Perturabo gets into quite a lot of fights and arguments with his child as they grow more and more independent and stop listening to him. During one of these arguments, Perturabo calls his kid childish because they refuse to do as he say. Their reply? "I AM a child, what's your excuse?" It's only the presence of other people that keeps Perturabo from blowing up, otherwise he would have started yelling at them at full volume. Instead he bites his tongue, grits his teeth and immediately sends them to their room, telling them that they are grounded and that he will come up with a suitable punishment for mouthing off.

Alpharius and Omegon are told that their kid asked for them and so they show up in their room, only to be met by a face that looks very disappointed when they see them. The twins tilt their heads and ask if their child didn't call for them. The child huffs. "No, I did, I just meant the fun Alpharius." Turns out, none of them are the 'fun' Alpharius, that's some random Alpha Legion marine. Neither of them know how to feel about this.

Lorgar is watching with pride as his little one is making friends with some children, standing a fair distance away together with the other parents. Close enough to hear what the kids are talking about but far enough to give them a sense of space. The other children start talking about what their parents do for a living. Lorgar's child listens attentively and when it's their turn to say what he does, they puff up their chest with pride. "My father spends a lot of time on his knees". Lorgar can't help the laugh of surprise that escapes him. He awkwardly explains to the other parents, who suddenly can't look him in the eyes, that his child is talking about praying.

It happens sometimes that Horus tells his child how much they remind him of himself. One day, he says that they look a lot like he did when he was their age and that they are probably going to grow up to look like him too. His child suddenly looks very distressed. "Does that mean I'm also going to be bald some day?" they ask while staring at the top of his head. Horus throws his head back and laughs, taking no offense to the statement. He ruffles his child's hair. Not unless you shave it, little one!" Only laughs more when he sees how relieved his child looks.

So Konrad's kid is in their rebellious teenage phase and Konrad is not handling it well. They argue quite a lot and Konrad can get quite nasty when this happens. His kid, however, can get equally nasty, as made evident during one of their more intense arguments after Konrad makes a remark about them making bad life choices. "Father, with all due respect, when you were my age you used to eat rats and run around in the nude, slaughtering criminals with your bare hands. I believe I am doing quite fine in comparison." The serfs scurry out of the room, the Night Lords hold their breaths and Konrad bites his tongue so hard it bleeds. After a few seconds, he tells his kid that fine, to do whatever they want and not to come running back to him when it blows up in their face.

Sanguinius wants to show his child, who is still very young, that not all planets of the Imperium are the same, so he brings them to different worlds. One of the worlds he brings them to is an agri-world. His little one is very fascinated by the whole thing, especially the animals. Sanguinius is happy they are enjoying themself when suddenly they grab his one of his hands and point at something. "Look dad, it's you!" Sanguinius turns his head... and sees a goose hissing at them. He's got to cover his mouth with his other hand in order to stifle his laughter. The Blood Angels accompanying them has to do the same. Sanguinius is not offended, he just finds it charming.

It's one of those rare times where Corvus brings his little one with him to Terra. During this visit, his kid happens to meet Malcador for the first time. Corvus stands behind his kid as Malcador talks to them. Malcador asks his child if they like visiting Terra. Corvus' child nods. "Yeah, it's fun, I get to meet a lot of new, exciting people. Dad don't get out of the house a lot, that's why he's got no friends." Malcador laughs with such intensity that he wheezes and Corvus has to look away to hide his embarrassed expression, his pale cheeks turning a dusty pink.

It happens when Ferrus is in his workshop, where he's been for a couple of days straight, working away on a new project. He's interrupted by his child who peeks into the room and he scolds them for it. His child, rather than looking remorseful or saying sorry, looks at him in clear disappointment and goes "This is why you don't have any friends, dad" and closes the door. Ferrus just stands there, slack-jawed, wondering if he heard them right. He looks at the other people in his workshop, all who are desperately pretending to have not heard a thing. Ferrus snaps his mouth shut and goes back to work, trying to not dwell on how much truth his child's words held.

It's a calm day for Rogal and his child is sitting on his lap as he does paperwork. He talks to them while he's working, explaining just what he's doing. He feels very proud because it appears his child is listening attentively to what he has to say. Suddenly, his kid turns their head to look him in the eyes. Rogal assumes that they have a question and pauses his explanation. Instead, his kid frowns and says, with quite a disgruntled tone, "Dad, you're very boring." Rogal blinks slowly, shares a look with the Imperial Fist standing guard by the door who looks equally surprised, then looks down at his kid. He grumbles. "It might still be a bit over your head..."

One day, Vulkan is asked the question all parents are eventually asked: where do babies come from? Vulkan explains that when two people love each other, sometimes a baby grows in one of them and that person gets a really big stomach in the meantime because of this. His child stares at him for a long time. They they stare at his stomach, confused. "I'm having a sibling?" It takes a second for Vulkan to understand what his child means but then he's laughing.

Lion is lecturing his kid on the importance of honor and duty. Again. It's something they have heard countless times before and they find the whole thing tedious. Under their breath, they mutter "Rich coming from someone that used to wipe with leaves." Of course their father hears what they said and pauses in the middle of his tirade, brows furrowing and nostrils flaring with offense. The room goes quiet, the Dark Angels desperately trying to pretend they didn't hear anything. Lion punishes his kid for their disrespect by sentencing them to aid the serfs in the kitchen, peeling potatoes and stuff for a month.

Leman is very happy with the way his little one gets along with the fenrisian wolves. His kid will play with them, run with them, feed them and it makes him feel proud. One thing he does not understand however is their insistence on burying their face in the wolves still wet fur after they have been given a bath. Witnessing this behavior, he one day decides to ask them. His kid peeks up from the dripping wet fur of a wolf and smiles innocently at him. "Because it smells like you, dad!" It takes Leman a couple of seconds to realize that apparently, his kid thinks he smells like wet dog. Huh. He looks around the room, trying to catch the eyes of the serfs, but they are all staring at the ceiling, refusing to meet his gaze. Double huh.

As a man that cares about legacy and duty, Jaghatai tells his kid that when he gets really old and frail, that they will take over after him. His kid, the little rascal that they are, looks him dead in the eyes and says "Oh, so soon then?" Jaghatai has to physically stop himself from smiling, finding their quick wit very charming, and simply ruffles their hair. Tells them that it will still be a long time before that happens, don't worry child. Does, however, shoot his White Scars a quick glare when they won't stop snickering like gossiping old ladies. He's not THAT old.

Roboute has a certain preference for the garbs of his home planet, togas and tunics. Sadly, not all planets have the climate for these to be worn comfortably so Roboute has been forced to wear more standard Imperial clothing for a while now. He hadn't realized his child had only ever seen him in these kinds of clothes until one day, when he finally puts on a toga, they stare at him for a few seconds before going "Are we poor?" Poor Roboute doesn't know what to say at first. The Ultramarines in the room are not meeting his gaze, desperately looking away so not to burst out laughing. He desperately tries to explain his heritage and the quality of the cloth to his child who really does not appear to get it.

[a-shade-of-blue]

Freshwater Pearl Phone Strap & Custom Bracelet Giveaway: Help Families in Gaza!

I am organizing this raffle in order to raise funds for 3 Gaza GoFundMe campaigns. They all have really low funds and donations are coming in slowly for all of them! I have been in frequent contact with all three of them and would be grateful if you can help them out! Due to my geographical restrictions, I can only mail the bracelets to addresses in the UK. 

Fill in this form after donating to enter: https://forms.gle/TThCs5fbyn451AAD6

Campaign Details & Donation Links!

Mahmoud Salim's campaign

Donation Link:  Support a family lacking healthcare and safety

Mahmoud's Tumblr Account:  @mahmoudfamily1

Verification: #117 on this vetted list, also see here

Mahmoud has 17 family members trapped in Nuseirat, including 10 children. Mahmoud almost lost all his family when the house they were sheltering in was bombed with them inside, killing 13 people. Their makeshift tent has been hit by bullets and sharpnel.

Progress: $1,362 CAD raised of $80,000 goal

Mohammed & Ahmed Khalil's campaign

Donation Link:  Help Ahmed Khalil's family evacuate to safety

Mohammed's Tumblr Account:  @ahmed0khalil

Verification: #77 on this vetted list, also see here

Mohammed is 19 years old and from a family of 8. He has 5 siblings: Fathi (23), Aya (21), Anas (15), Abdullah (11) and Ahmed (6). His father has diabetes, Fathi is blind, and Abdullah is autistic and does not understand what is happening. They are displaced in a classroom in Deir el-Balah.

Progress: €3,687 raised of €50,000 goal

Ahmed Khader's campaign

Donation Link:  Help my family to reach save out of Gaza

Ahmed's Tumblr Account:  @ahmedpalestine

Verification: see here

Ahmed has 12 family members including 6 children, in Maghazi right now. He has recently lost his cousin, also named Ahmed, who was a father of 3 children, including a 2-month-old baby girl. He was killed by a missile while fetching water for his family.

Progress: €5,465 raised of €55,000 goal

Instructions: 

Donate a minimum of €5/$5 to enter the raffle! Each €5/$5 counts as an entry, so if you donate €10, you will be entered twice. 

You will get a free extra entry if you donate to all 3 campaigns (e.g. if you donate €5/$5 to all 3 campaigns, you will be entered 4 times instead of 3). 

You will also get a free extra entry for every €/$30 you donate!

Additionally, for every €/$100 you donate...

I will make you a bracelet regardless of if you win the raffle, and you can choose the colour and the beads I use! 

If you donate to all 3 campaigns you can choose to add a freshwater pearl to your bracelet!

e.g. if you donated to all 3 campaigns and the total is €/$200, I will make you two bracelets, and you can choose to add a pearl to each of the bracelet!

The deadline for entering this raffle is 10 December, 2024. 

Thank you for donating and supporting families in Gaza!

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[ilovelifetbh]

I am one of the sons of Al alnasar refugee camp, and a survivor of Al Shifa hospital massacre. Does anybody care to hear my story?

I live in Gaza city, where my youth was taken from me.

On 7-10-2023 I was asleep, my biggest concern was waking up in time for the 8am lecture at my university.

I'm in Al-Shati camp, south of Gaza. I'm sure you've heard of it. Today is 26-11-2024, it's been more than a year, and I'm still living outside my house. I don't understand why this happened, or why I'm still not in my house.

About two weeks ago was the anniversary of our displacement from northern Gaza to the south and since that day we've known nothing but hardship.

The tent where we live is inhabitable and cannot support any form of life in this cold and this rain and this flooding.

Of all these terrors, the memory of our displacement is the bleakest of them all.

On 10-11-2023, we experienced two days of siege on Al Shifaa hospital, without food nor drink nor even light to see around us, feeling our way like we're blind in order to move around, because even our phones had run out of battery, not even knowing whether the occupation has invaded the hospital yet or not, all we hear is the sound of ceaseless bombardment within the hospital's perimeter.

We lost a lot of people that day. Those who were detained, those who were murdered, and those whose fates are unknown to this day.

We couldn't believe it when the morning finally came, and we finally fled the hospital, to walk 20 kilometers on our feet through Al Halabat path after two days with no food or drink.

This is the story of one of Gaza's sons. My story is not singular, but one of many stories that strengthen our conviction in our right to this land. Most of us here have died for this land.

Our condition today is horrible. This war is picking us off one by one. I am not willing to lose another member of my family. Causes of death are compounding, the latest of which is the cold and storms that the weather has brought.

With only 5 dollars, you can save me and my family's lives. If you can't donate, share this post so it can reach someone who can help us.

I'm trying to work and make this for my kids

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[revelboo]

Found out about the Blokees figures cause of you and my first blind box came in the mail today. I ended up making a bunch of high pitched noises at getting Ultra Magnus, since I wanted him the most out of the set. Super fun to put together, thank you so much for all your writings and showing off your own figures :]

He’s adorable!

The Conversation Pt 5

Ultra Magnus x Reader

• Stunned absolutely speechless when you just drape yourself against him, stretching up to loop your arms around his neck, he can only stare at you. Did your brain get scrambled when you got pulled over? And then you’re reaching for his face and he has to catch your wrist to stop you. “I don’t want to do anything to you,” he says, because this definitely isn’t how any of the other humans acted. You must be broken and he has no idea how to deal with this.

• Some dream. “Figures,” you grumble, tugging to try and get loose. And little things that have been nagging at you the whole time start clamoring in the back of your mind. The unyielding feel of his servos shackling your wrist. The warmth of him against you. The way when he vents it stirs your hair and- holy crap. You’re not dreaming or hallucinating. Staring into those red optics, you’re aware of a weird sound and it takes your brain a moment to realize you’re making it.

• “No, don’t-” And you’re screaming in his face. There it is. That’s the reaction he expected. Sighing, he hooks an arm around you and sits, dragging you down with him. Because the odds of you throwing yourself off his berth still screaming aren’t in his favor. So he just vents and waits for you to stop so you can suck in a breath and he clamps a hand over your mouth when you do. “Let’s try this again. I’m not a hallucination. I’m not going to hurt you. And you’re not going to scream when I move my hand. Right?”

• Wrong. As soon as the hand moves, you throw yourself back screaming, butt hitting the surface under you, and immediately kicking him in the face. And he seizes you by a leg to keep you from rolling over and crawling away. Just knowing there’ll be repercussions for kicking him, you fight like a wild thing and only manage to exhaust yourself. Then porn star stache robot is leaning over you, frowning. “Are you done now?” When you reluctantly nod, because he’s much stronger than you are, he lets go of you. “My name’s Minimus Ambus. And I’m sure you have a lot of questions.”

• Like where are you? What is he? How do I get home? That’s what they all ask. It’s what he expects and he’s been rehearsing in his head. “Why does a robot need to cosplay as a bigger robot? Is that like your gundam? Can I pilot it?” What? And you’re trying to walk over to the discarded Magnus armor and he has to catch you by an arm to keep you from trying to climb inside. What is wrong with you? “Can I call you Minnie?”

• “No.” Huh. Who’d have thought the alien robot would make the exact same expression as pretty much every normal person you’ve ever met after being around you for five minutes. “You-no.” You’re absolutely calling him Minnie.

Previous

[verysaint-tropez]

I really liked this episode, and i'm still intrigued about Maxwell Rayner (and also his church)

We're getting some new info on Robert Montauk and i'm here for it

[transformers-spike]

More sparkling nonsense but autobot edition??? Back at it with giving everyone a daughter lmao

Wheeljack with a daughter who is a chip off the old block and just like him maybe even too much like him. He probably learns to be a little bit more careful (barely) because his kid is always right over his shoulder. She's always trying to sneak along on missions or doing something that could get her in trouble. She's also very much like Wheeljack in that she likes to tinker and build things. God forbid you need to do home repairs or diy work, she's right there trying to help. If she's sees something is broken she doesn't just try can fix it but also improve it. Your home has built in sprinklers and fire extinguishers in every room.

"Honey, did you do something to the toaster 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?"

Your daughter sheepishly avoids your eyes.

"What did it do?"

She looks so guilty you almost don't have the heart to tell her it shot out a flaming piece of toast right next to your face.

Ultra magnus's sparkling is surprisingly naughty. She repeats swear words at first not really knowing what they mean and everyone has to try not to laugh because kids innocently cussing is funny. The problem arises when she realizes the adults are trying not to laugh and she run yelling frag and calling people fraggers, growing up around military personnel she probably ends up learning some creative swears. She 'Borrows' and moves things from Mag's office while not taking any of the blame. His wife and daughter are his blind spots so good luck trying to pin anything on them.

"She called her homework-"

He paused and made air quote "- a mother fucka"

You almost snort your tea out your nose as he looks at you dubiously.

"Probably learned it from Jackie or Bulk they've been using human swears."

Ultra magnus nods solemnly, seeming to have bought your lie.

Prowl's daughter is very rule oriented and has specific ways she likes to play. She likes to line up her toys by color, height and sometimes frame. Generally gets along with the other sparklings as long as they play the "correct" way and they don't tell her secrets. She comes off as shy but it's only because she tends to be wary when meeting people for the first time. She has no hesitation to snitch. Doesn't matter if it's you, Prowl, Optimus, or even the decepticons. Likes adhering to strict schedule/routine. Everyone gets a kick out of a pint sized Prowl trying to bots more than half her size around.

"Daaaaad, Mom just went 15 miles per hour over in a school zone!"

"I didn't notice it was a school zone!"

Ratchet ends up with a son just as stubborn as him. Ratchet worries constantly when he's a baby and even more when he's a teen. His kid is basically forced to learn about medicine because Ratchet worries what would happen if he or another medic isn't there, you are also forced to learn how to weld. He loves to push Ratchet's buttons. As he gets older him and Ratchet gang up on you to take care of your health.

"You need to do your stretches if want to stay flexible."

"I know, Ratch."

"And take your vitamins." Your son pipes up.

You deadpan at both of them.

goddd - i always love this stuff. Wheeljack's daughter is a little rascal and bro doesn't see anything wrong with teaching her how to shoot cons and build bombs. Horrible influence on her, but oh well, you fucked up and kept his child. These are your consequences to bear. Also I'm half tempted to say he doesn't bring her along on missions usually just because her mom says no - but if she "secretly" follows them and sneaks aboard the ship he'll pretend not to notice Ultra Magnus's child is a gremlin but he doesn't believe you if you say she did anything wrong. She is perfect in his eyes because to him she's the sweetest thing ever. Idk if you mean like a TFP version of Prowl or G1/IDW or any of that - but him having such a serious, extremely organized child is a great touch. Ratchet can only blame himself in all honesty. At first he's the one stressing both you and his son out - but now they joined forces to remind you to stay hydrated and yell at you for being up at 1AM. I think he'll have a complicated relationship with his child, but he's doing his best (even if his best isn't enough)

[pricklyjim]

Lore/world building:

[more on the Primus Beacon’s purpose/informational]

again there’s a lot to read be warned:

The Primus Beacon is the only way Primus communicates with the Cybertronian race. Because Primus created so many Cybertronians, he doesn’t speak to them directly / is unable to.

the Primus Beacon acts as a channel for his voice, guiding the user toward those he believes are worthy of the mental of leadership with a vibrant invisible red line.

Holder of the Beacon: How it works and what it looks like?

In Cybertronian society, there is a special role called the Holder of the Beacon. This individual is responsible for finding the next Head Prime, the annotated leader of Cybertron.

The Beacon can either choose someone directly or someone can choose to merge their spark with it permanently. Once someone merges their spark with the Beacon, it is irreversible unless Primus himself selects them. If Primus personally chooses a Holder, they can choose later give up the Beacon if they wish.

The Beacon’s main job is to find the next "Head Prime," the leader chosen by Primus himself to guide and protect Cybertron.

The other primes serve as protectors and helpers essentially to the Head Prime.

When a worthy candidate is found, a special ceremony is held to officially make them the new Head Prime, linking them to matrix formally and usually in a huge public spectacle.

The last Holder of the Beacon was Ultra Magnus.

He was chosen by Primus in his young-life and became one of the longest serving beacon holders.

Magnus’s job was to guide and protect Rodimus Prime, a combined spark cybertronian who he found shortly after wielding the beacon and became close with over the course of their lives in government, helping him fulfill his role. But over time, corruption began to spread among the Primes thanks to sentinel, and the traditional roles of protection started to shift.

This twist of power stemmed from an ancient song that foretold of a great evil called the "The silver gladiator" that would come with mad ideas that could change the course of history. The last part of the song was destroyed when new Cybertron was attacked, and the Head Prime at the time was killed.

Allegedly the remaining part of the song spoke of a "Leader in Red" who would rise to protect Cybertron and the lesser primes from this evill

(According to Sentinel)

Years later, Rodimus Prime, once granted his respected title of Head Prime. was sent alone to kill Megatron. leading to the disappearance of Rodimus Prime, the only sign of his fate being the red line that connects to the Beacon Holder to the Head Prime slowly faded away, essentially marking his death to Magnus.

After Rodimus Prime’s demise, Magnus, filled with sorrow, retired and gave up the role. This action caused confusion in Cybertron’s government, and the Primus Beacon was hidden away in Iacon by the lesser primes, essentially waiting for the next Holder.

At this time, Megatron took advantage of the chaos. He killed the lesser Primes along with sentinel and merged with the Beacon, cutting off any potential communication with Primus.

This gave Megatron immense power and left Cybertron without a clear leader, which led to the collapse of the caste system and government and led rise to the Autobots and Decepticons—two factions now currently controlling 50/50 of the planet.

With Megatron currently in control of the Beacon many see it as the ancient songs and scriptures essentially coming to life, and many followers see Megatron as chosen by primus himself to lead

What the Beacon looks like:

When not in use, the Primus Beacon looks like a bright blinding spark without a protoform, surrounded by red metal that bends like cloth.

This is is Megatron wearing the Beacon on his LEFT side. He is unable to take this item off without it messing with his Spark.

Beacon Holders tend to be larger then many mechs due to power they hold, and even after they have been separated from the beacon they retain their height.

And, Yes, Magnus feels a lot of guilt, throughout his life he has carried two regrets, letting Rodimus go alone to face Magatron, and feeling too weak to keep carrying the Beacon… He just couldn’t stand the sight of seeing another Red line appear so soon, hovering around him permanently…

It reminded him of all the comfort he used to get from Rodimus’s line, the red glow letting Magnus know he was out there even if they were far, far apart.

[ty for reading, this is all draft work and if it clashes with any information i’ve currently written i’ll go back and change it, i’m just putting this stuff here for myself to remember 👊👊👊👊 also please don’t correct my spelling, i get embarrassed 🙏]

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Dating the Lost Light crew

Rung

* If you’re a current patient of his, Rung has some reservations regarding dating you at first, mostly due to the last time he got too close to a patient and the ensuing chaos that happened afterwards. He doesn’t want to a repeat, not with you. But to prove you want to make things work between you, you go as far as to tell him that you’ll no longer be his patient but perhaps his partner instead? With a line like that, Rung finds it hard to say no.

* Rung tries to include you in some of his hobbies such as model making. You end up working on a few together which don’t start out great but get better in time. If you’re human or a minibot, Rung relies on your size to help with smaller details such as decals or keeping track of tiny pieces. He keeps the ships you work together on a different shelf to show progress. You joke sometimes that the ships are your sparklings which does cause Rung to flush up.

* When you realized Rung’s glasses weren’t his optics, you wanted to- no, needed to see how bad his vision was but you didn’t want to be rude and ask. It wasn’t until he was in his recharge cycle that you took the moment to look through them and realize how blind he was without them. You did get caught though and Rung stated you looked cute in them, despite the fact both of you could barely see each.

* Rung’s love language is spending quality time together whether it be going to Swerve’s for some drinks, dance, and conversation or having some quiet time in the berth, enjoying each others presence. Just being near one another is enough to show how much he loves you.

* He’s very upfront with your relationship as opposed to others like Megatron and Ultra Magnus. Though he’s not as affectionate in public, he’ll still hold your hand or keep close to you to make sure you’re always nearby. Rung also gets excited when you say his name, a twinkle forming in those optics as you call for him or make your presence known.

* If you were present for when Rung was recovering, you rarely left his side: holding his hand, talking to him, reassuring that he was going to be okay and you’ll see him soon. Fellow crew mates had to drag you away to take care of yourself, to get something in the tank, and get some rest before returning back to his side.

* There was a lot of confliction and realizations after finding out Rung was Primus and your method to cope was with humor. Though some of the things you said were in poor taste, Rung knows you’re trying to comprehend this information in a way you could understand it. Methods include interchanging Rung and Primus especially in the berth, trying to get him to teach you old Cybertronian, and cracking jokes about dating/ interfacing with a god.

* There’s a half way completed model kit in your possession that you’re curious as to why you started it as you’ve never done one before. You knew it had to be worked on by two bots as some parts are a little more rough around the edges but other parts are seemingly professionally done. You’ve tried to complete it many times but each time, your optics start to well up and you have to stop. Perhaps the bot who started this with you will come back and help you finish once and for all?

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* Communication is the priority for Rung when you decide to interface. Every want or need is clear and upfront! Rung is a gentle lover and checks in to make sure you’re doing well but after a good level of comfortability, is willing to step up in terms of what happens behind the berth doors!

* Rung does have a kink for you calling out his name while interfacing, especially with building up that tension and knowing he’s the one responsible for it. He’s in favor of some roleplaying in which you both make quips at one another, him from the psychological angle and you from the god angle.