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I adore the thought of Cybertronian cathedrals, one for each of the 13 original Primes.

Let's not forget...

Reminder for when he “saves” it. He was the one who wanted this, and now he gets to be the hero and win favour with young constituents. Don’t give him the credit for fixing his own problem.

*probable* tfp quotes:

Smokescreen - Where do human babies come from?

Miko - *grins ear to ear*

Jack - For the love of all things good, Miko, don't-

Miko - Who am I to deny a curious mind's hunger for knowledge?

*Miko waves him closer and Smokescreen bends down to listen to her whispered explanation*

Smokescreen - Wait WHAT?!

Jack - *facepalms*

Smokescreen (panicked) - So you...?

Miko - *nods*

Smokescreen - And then your body GROWS IT?!

Miko - *nods*

Smokescreen - .........Your femmes are like tiny gods!

Miko - Yes... yes we are.

Are you friggen kidding me I love spiders having one that I didn't have to constantly be terrified I'd step on would be so amazeballs! I would love and cherish her and would name her Esmeralda.

I honestly don't even care about that house just gimmi the big spider...

She's so pretty and kickass and I love her

Can we please see a drawing of Arcee?

*probable* tfp quotes:

Starscream - You think because you've got that slutty little waist you can talk to me however you please?!

Knockout - I'd rather not talk to you at all, but you keep getting hurt! Now keep your slutty legs still!

Starscream - I am Second in Command on board this warship! You will show me due respect!

Knockout - And I am this warship's primary medic, so YOU need to LISTEN to my experti-

Megatron - You're both sluts, now shut up and get back to work!!!

still thinking about soundwave face and trying to figure things out bc im.nuts??? ur silent intimidating spymaster making these faces under the mask like just think about it

*probable* tfp quotes:

Wheeljack - Frag.

Ratchet - Can you watch your mouth?! There are children present.

Raf - I've heard cuss words before, y'know?

Ratchet - I was talking about Smokescreen!!

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Smokescreen - TTATT

Noooo not Screamy!

sadly, Starscream has died in a glue trap

BIG SISTERS

We love our buggy boys

After enough consideration of my own I have concluded the reason these two are the odd ones out because they are actually bugs that think in very different ways than everyone else 😌 it’s a sound assessment… must be why they just stare at things happening like you just lifted up a rock they, the insects, were under

Incredible. Thank you for sharing this.

As a paramedic, Ratchet's alt mode in tfp driving around Jasper is hilarious to me.

We usually know who is on what ambulance unit and where the other ambulances are. They have GPS trackers on them/on the ambulance's phone, so dispatch can see where they are. Jasper is a small town, so their EMS/Fire dept is likely small as fuck. So the first responders all likely know each other and what's going on.

NO ONE can track this weird ass ambulance. Dispatch has no idea where it came from.

The other medics in Jasper being like "what fucking unit is that" or "what THE FUCK." There's no department marking or star of life on Ratchet's alt's exterior, but it has lights and sirens. Which is fucking illegal.

The other first responders talk about the Mysterious Unknown ambulance that is OCCASIONALLY spotted like a fucking cryptid. It becomes an inside joke/urban legend.

Just stunning❤️🩵

My special sweet bebe is a robot hose goat and I love him

Y'all I think TFP Soundwave would be a really fucked up borzoi if he was a dog. He has the anatomy for it

He's just a cat...

i still can't get over how kitty shaped tfone soundwave looks 🥺🥺💙💙

Babe

my fave maximal ily airazor

A - Z Megatron X Reader

Rating: Mature

Warnings: violence and death, cult-like mentality

Megatron/Reader (You) in which you are a zealous follower at the dawn of the war

F is for Fanatic

“This is madness!”

Your narrowed optics observe the old bot as he is restrained, hoisted upright to stand on trembling limbs. Members of his guard, those who remained alive, protested the rough handling through their muzzles. The one at your pedes attempted to rise, but you pulled him back down to the ground, glowering at him in warning.

“You call this madness… I call it justice.”

The room stilled at the deep utterance, the entrance of the Decepticon figurehead seeming to stop time. Unhurried steps carried him through the wreckage of what was once the doorway, across the glossy tiled floor until he towered over the detained mech.

“The masses will not stand for this attack,” came his somber reply.

“We are the masses,” Megatron bit out, fanged grin punctuating the statement. “We are the righteous, once chained by your ambitions, but no more. You will bear the culmination of our wrath.”

The weathered official shook his helm, the cables that framed his faceplate swaying as he insisted, “The Council has agreed that the castes be disbanded. Is this not what you want?! The Prime will-”

“The Prime,” he interrupted, reaching out to clamp his talons over the old bot’s mouth, “does not speak for us. He has never lived as we have, never suffered at the servos of the Council. If you truly thought, Ambassador, that we would be satisfied with such a representative, you are a fool.”

You snarled in agreement, ramming your blaster into the helm of the mech at your pedes.

Megatron releasied the envoy, turning as he began to circle the room. He addressed his followers. “From the beginning, they've treated us as though we are nothing. It is the wreckage of our bodies that feeds their machine, our energon that fuels this planet.”

His every step is measured, towering frame casting its shadow upon all as he passes by. “And peace… peace is what they offer to appease us when we finally come to collect. An insincere apology for the horrors we’ve endured.”

He stops before you, and elation dances along your circuits as your gaze meets his. “What say you to that? Do you want their peace?”

“No!” the word all but leaps from your vocalizer, echoed by the thunderous cry of your brethren.

The silver titan turned to face the subdued old mech yet again, claws splayed at the demonstration. “And there you have it. We will take what is owed to us. And it starts with you.”

Pulling himself into as straight a pose as his aged frame could manage, he accused, “You are no savior, Megatron. You are nothing but a criminal. You claim to want to free your people, but the tyranny you offer in place of the caste system is no different.”

His laughter was deep, slow as he approached his prisoner, talons sliding into a fist as he unsheathed the blade from his gauntlet. “My tyranny, as you call it, will shape this world into greatness. A world in which all bots have the freedom to choose. I have plucked us from the cesspit of despair we have been forced to toil in. I have opened the optics of this planet’s inhabitants to the corruption of the High Council and the upper castes. Decadent, gluttonous vermin leeching profit from our suffering. There is only one way this can end. We take what we are owed and shatter every remnant of the old ways. Either you stand with us to realize this vision, or…” he drawled, lifting the weapon to rest upon his enemy’s shoulder plating. “You stand in our way.”

He took a moment to look around at the subdued guards. “The choice is yours now. Stand with us to dismantle the system of oppression that has gripped Cybertron for too long…. or face your end here and now.”

When no one responded, the large mech took a sweeping glance at his followers, nodding once. Blaster charging, you pressed it into the base of your captive’s helm, awaiting the final call. Righteous anger barreled through your lines. How they could continue to stand with these… monsters, after everything they were responsible for?! How could they not see the depravity of their world as it was? How desperately they needed to be cleansed. And cleanse them you would. This entire, filthy planet would be delivered from its wrongdoings by the only mech who was fit to rule it. You watched with mounting anticipation as your master lifted his blade.

“Decepticons, our time is now!”

His cut was clean and precise, and the Ambassador’s lifeless husk was dropped unceremoniously to the ground. The outraged cries of his guard were silenced shortly after with a barrage of gunfire. You smiled down at the smoking hole in the back of your captive’s helm before curling your servo into a fist and lifting it into the air.

“All hail Megatron!”

Amen

i love writing porn and i wont feel bad about it. understanding the eroticism of a character is character analysis if u are enlightened.

This is everything

I never realised how big Jazz’s hands are. Like holy shit that’s a lot of shanix you can fit in there my guy

Also. His horns have joints in them. I bet my coffee bucket he can move them~

one of those little fucks bit a seeker again

The idea of any number of Decepticons with a service human is delightful and I would like to see this please and thank you.

Humans acting like service animals

I have a stupide idea that the human can act like service animals for all the big bots, helping them through PTSD or other mental issues. or just being there for them as a mental support.

Like big bot is forced/ goes on his own accord to go to "shrink", get evaluated and the next day BOOM he has a small human by his side, in reflective vest saying something alone like Mental Health Aid and follow the big bot around, helping them in situations like when ever they feel to angry and ready to burst, the human would tap them and try to get their attention, quickly diverting it towards them and big bot would completely forget every thing about anger, to focused on petting the little human.

Even funnier will be that humans will have to go classes to learn how to act around big alien bots to help them to get to better state of mental health. and they will proudly display their diploma saying like "look, I am certified Therapist for Big robot and I am proud of it. My patient is getting better and better with every day!"

and then there is a "patient" saying "My little human such a Prime send, I have no idea what would I do without them. They are so cute and adorable, I love them so much. Look at this cute little trick they know and all this cute outfits I got them. But do not pet them, they are working right now"

*✧･ﾟ*

@a-kayy47.

Stamp of approval. Make em sweat.

legal disclaimer that I'm not saying we should execute CEOs in the street, but what if we doxxed them. what if we plastered their names and faces all over social media. what if we made them nervous to go out in public for fear of actually experiencing a single consequence for their actions. what if we built a culture where CEOs get regularly bitch-slapped in the street is what I'm saying

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We love our big cockeyed meth-head.

look. look. I love tfp megatron because he is unhinged and stupid and does space meth. he looks like a persian cat. his eyes are in different zip codes. i think he probably howls about optimus like a sad dog. he's awful and I want to watch him get worse

He got dem red bottoms...

You take a look at Megatron and think his SIC would be this also gigantic mech that's also more like a war machine

Instead he has this:

Update: this was meant to be a matter-of-fact post, Starscream's legs are amazing 🤌

Transformers prime decepticons as birds (ignore that two of them can’t canonically fly ok)

Soundwave - barn owl (only one where the original bird colors are completely changed. The barn owl has a distinct disc like face, black glassy eyes, and has great hearing, which i thought fit him very well, so that should make up for the color inconsistency)

Megatron - bearded vulture (the bird’s already piercing red eyes matches Meg well, along with the black/greyish feathers framing the face similarly to his helm)

Starscream - peregrine falcon (one of the fastest birds in the world. It has a distinct brow bone and the black/white face matches his helm somewhat)

Knockout - northern cardinal (a bright red bird with a spiked crown and black eyes)

Breakdown - blue indian ringneck (a blue bird with yellow touches, along with a red/orange beak like BD’s face)

Skyquake - great green macaw (a large green bird with red touches and a strong beak meant for crushing, blue wing feathers changed to match the glass of his cockpit)

Dreadwing - hyacinth macaw (a color variant of his twin: blue and yellow/gold)

Airachnid - rook (first considered making her a raven, but the rook’s already white beak matched her face better, plus iridescent/purplish neck feathers)

Shockwave - victoria crowned pidgeon (a purplish chest and a distinctive red eye matches him fairly well, plus his many antennae and wings sticking out of his silhouette kinda fits the feathered crown)

I love this so deeply I can't even describe...

Dreadwing did not, in fact, understand the assignment.

Megatron is ringmaster of a clown circus and only Soundwave went to a professional clown college.

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Joke workshopped with @krazycat6167