#transformers primus

[folkhundr]

Child of mine, how I weep for you

[barbie--art]

TRANSFORMERS: Starlight🌟

Primus and Unicron concept art, hehe :]

These are not their actual bodies. Both of their physical bodies are dead (more or less), they have achieved more of a god/deity status and have only these more ethereal forms. They show up very rarely, Primus does to those who are in close contact with the Matrix of Leadership and Unicron - to dark energon users.

Primus gave up his body, so it could become Cybertron. A place where life could exist and prosper. His spark chamber has become the Well of Sparks and his body - the planet - still regenerated into new metal, so it creates new bots and the Well gives them life. Or at least used to. It's a shame to see what the planet has become now. Empty. Lifeless. Bombed to an almost unrecogniseable state. Covered in the dead bodies of bots it gave life to. Primus can't control anyone's actions. He can warn, he can teach but never really stop anyone. He was powerless. You can't blame him for what happened.

Unicron never wanted any creation. His body was left floating in the endless expance of space after he was defeated by Primus and the first Primes. The body ended up changing a lot, it was broken down a lot, but was still huge enough to have a field of gravity. It went through a lot of changes, picking up a lot of space dust, rocks and things of all sorts. It formed a new planet, one fortunate enough to have everything needed for life to exist on it. Millions of years late, the inhabitants of the planet named it Earth.

Also it's Optimus that Primus holds in his hand^^ These two are really huge.

Unicron's body being Earth is something I took from TFP, since I think it's an interesting concept, especially is we compare him to Primus. Primus willingly sacrificed himself to create a world, an act of love for his creations. Unicron became something like a whale fall - a simple natural process of something dying just for something else to live. A chaotic thing nobody had control over.

ok, rant over, just needed to write down my thoughts

[ginnyicyidragon]

The Creator, the God of Cybertron, Transformers and the Primes... Primus

Transformers ONE [SPOILERS] Primus and...

...the Thirteen Primes

I figured most would like to see the GOD/CREATOR of Cybertron and the Transformers, along with the 13 Primes.

[tinydefector]

Ok ok i thought about this and for me it's sounds funny.

Sooo on the comic where everyone just found out that Rung is god you know where Rodimus, Rachet, Whirl and Tyrest and others having existing crisis and the part where Whirl said "God was my therapist" and then I thought about it, how funny it would be if cybertronian or human MC/reader said something like "I was fuck by said God" like if said cybertronian/human was in relationship with Rung and everyone reaction (plus Tyrest too since I think he's a god fanatic) 😂😂😂😂

XD omg so I had a bit of a joke piece about fucking God over in this fic. But it gets even better that thought of Tyrest being a God fanatic and hating Organics. The horror when he finds out Primus is with a human, watch this mech just break down.

Human: I'm going to fuck God up. Swerve: like sex or fight? Human: either, really. Swerve: you need therapy Human: and? Swerve: hmm, k

Divine

Could I request some human and Rung nsfw scenario? Maybe Rungs curiosity about human anatomy gets the better of him Did I use this to write

Everyone's optics and eyes are on Rung, and the mech stands there wishing attention wasn't on him. Rodimus paces back and forth, Ratchet just stares off into a wall wish above all he wasn't here right now. Whirl, for the first time, is so quiet that it makes everyone so uncomfortable. And then there was the human just looking up at Rung in shock, dismay? They really didn't know how they felt in that moment.

Rodimus finally speaks. "OK, ok, but how the Frag!, Your Primus! All this time, you have just been what? Hiding on cybertron, having a vacation!" He asked. He was bitter about this, as much as he wanted to blame Rung for everything, cybertron falling apart, his home, and the matrix in truth it wasn't his fault. After all wasn't he doing the exact same thing, running away because he didn't want to be a prime, he wasn't suited for it, he didn't want to live in Optimus' shadow and have that shame over him. He'd take being co captain with Megatron over having to be in Optimus' shadow any cycle.

Ratchet, on the other hand, just wants a strong drink. He had never been a believe in gods, yet here he was finding out the the mech who had been the Lost Light's therapist, had been a neutral throughout the war, had a space ship collection older then some mechs was Primus. It was just his luck. "Does anyone else know?" He asked, trying to be the level-headed one of the group.

Rung removes his glasses, and the stress and exhaustion are very visible on his faceplate. "Drift, I believe, he's, he's always suspected something," Rung explains. He wasn't sure, but he's rather sure that Drift knows what he is.

Whirl finally laughs. "This is Fragged. How in the Pit did I end up this fragging, unlucky that my slagging therapist is Fragging Primus!" They shout, they don't know if they are angry, hurt or just overwhelmed, so much had been fried in their circuitry after the Emputra but this, this felt like a sick joke. All the things he had told Rung now feel like they were confessions.

Tyrest is baffled. He doesn't know whether to fall to his knees or call blasphemy, but the evidence is right there in front of his optics.

Rung is sheepish as he looks to the human. He's hoping they don't hate him. "I know this is alot for you all to take in, I'm sorry you all had to find out this way, I'm sincerely sorry for everything that has happened" He calls out to the group. He goes to continue only to be cut off.

"Fuck my life, Swerve is never going to let me live this down" the human stammers out. Everyone's optics are on them, a flush tints Rungs plating. "Please we don't need to bring that-" He's cut off again.

"The fact that I've unknowingly been getting Railed by Primus!" They exclaim only for Rung to hide behind one of his servos as multiple mech's Jaws drop at those words.

"HAH, and i thought I was Fragged!" Whirl screeched, finding humour in the situation. The other mechs look just as shocked and disgusted. "No, I refuse. That's blasphemy. Please tell me you haven't been interfacing with an organic!" Tyrest almost pleaded, hoping by the all spark that it wasn't true.

Rodimus pinches his brow ridge. He could feel his processor hurting from all this information. "Slagging Pit," he grumbles. " I Owe Sunstreaker so much Shainx now," he huffs. "OK, ok. Rung's Primus, and he's fragging a human." He throws his servos up in the air, being overly dramatic.

Ratchet just glares at the two. "They both of you are to report to medical for an examination after this, You" he points right at Rung. " I have some rather choice words for you," he states before stalking off, leaving.

The human looks at the floor, and the true panic is taking over. "Oh fuck, I've been fucking an Alien God who's also my therapist" they mutter to themself, tears starting to well up in their eyes and Rung kneels down cupping their face and wiping the tears away. "I didn't mean to upset you," he says softly. Optics focused on them. " I don't want this to change anything between us. You mean a great deal to me, and I don't want to lose you," he murmurs to them, pressing a soft kiss to their forehead.

The sound of the others arguing and fighting drowns out as Rung focuses on his little lover. "I'm not angry, Rung, Primus, or whatever name you want to go by, but... but I'm a human, a random fucking human so why me. Why me? " they nearly sob as he scoops them up, pulling them against his frame.

"My dear, I'm the the holy being everyone believes I am, I'm just a very old mech, who did what he could to stop something bad from happening, alot fo the tales told are very twisted stories. I'm just a mech, I'm not some holy being. And as for why you. You were the first person to remember my name, you took an interest in my hobbies, I would have happily faded into dust unknown but you choose me" he coos softly. Digits tracing their cheeks as he looks at them in pure love.

"But an Organic!" Tyrest hisses out as he watches how sweet and tender Rung is with the human. Is Rodimus who speaks up next. "Ah ah, remember each time to talk badly about organic races you lose Shanix which goes right into my account!~" Rodimus sings out, trying to make light of the situation for his own mental stability.

"You two are fragged and Slag, and I thought I had issues!" Whirl huffs before pointing at Rung. "Not a word about our therapy session to anyone, God or not, I will end you." Whirl nearly snarls before transforming and taking off.

"But you are Primus! You could have your choice of any cybertronian, pillars in your name cities, why have you hidden for so long!" Tyrest utters, he wants to be angry, but at the same time, this was Primus. How could he.

Rung meets his optics. "Because that's not the type of mech I am, I did what I had to to stop Unicron, I got sick of people trying to put me on a pedestal, I wanted to live, live my life, to enjoy hobbies, travel, I gave up my old frame for the ability to live" he states. He wouldn't change his choices even if he had the ability to. He was content.

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MC: "Swerve get me a strong drink!"

Swerve: "heya what got you so rilled up, partner problems? Give me all the juicy details."

MC: staring him dead in the optics. "Swerve, Rung is Primus"

Swerve: "Well, I wouldn't call him that, I mean, he must be a good frag but doubt that"

MC: "No Swerve, Rung is Primus, I've been fucking your God, why me, how did I get to this point"

Swerve: "you know what let me get you a double"

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Rung: "this is a mess, I need to get myself a Therapist"

Swerve: "well doc tell me all your woos, I'm the closest your gonna get for therapy"

Rung: " ships having a meltdown over my past and the fact I'm with a human"

Swerve: " eh, heard worse, your squishy things your Primus"

Rung: " yes, well that's also part of the issue"

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Whirl: "soo.... Rung huh?"

Mc: "Please, I don't want to talk about it"

Whirl: "What part, the part where you're fragging the ships Therapist or the part where your Fragging Primus."

MC: "Oh my fucking God Whirl!"

Whirl: "Ah, ah, your fucking my God not the other way round!"

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MC: "fuck you Tyrest, you owe Rodimus more money now, from being a Xenophobe."

Tyrest: "Like, I would ever let you within five meters of my frame you disgusting little creatin. Your insults mean nothing to me. Filthy little flesh thing"

MC: " just remember it's your Beloved Primus who's fragging me!, yea!, your beloved God prefers fragging me!"

Tyrest: *the most horrified noise ever* " You take the Blastphamy Back!"

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[rorythehedgehog]

So, I started reading "The Last is on Pandora: Rite of Passage" of @thereapersson and I can't get off of my mind Eywa, Primus and Unincron as a trio who loves to travel through the universe (and multiverse): the friend who try to stop the two brothers, both her friends, from stabbing each other (it's just how they show their brotherhood 🥺).

Eywa, the mother of the Na'vis

Primus, the father of the Cybertronians/Transformers

Unicron, the father of the humans (or also mother because of the name we humans give to the planet: Mother Earth)

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Eywa looking at Unicron: "Now many things are explained." 🤨

Unicron: "Look, I wasn't even conscious when life was born on me. I'm also surprised how humans resemble me." 😅

Primus: "A lot if I can tell." ☝️

[theoldspark]

Hear me out on Mogo x Cybertron

[chibishortdeath]

Some studies of Cybertron :33333

Briefly my tumblr app broke and wouldn’t let me post anything for no reason 💀💀💀, but I think it’s better now??? I hope??????? Yeah

[cake-apostate]

Why does Rung produce photonic crystals?

And what are photonic crystals for? We know that photonic crystals can be used to store sparks, that the Matrix of Leadership is a large photonic crystal that stores a massive number of sparks, and that they're used for cold construction. We also know that the source of all photonic crystals is Rung, who automatically produces them when under severe emotional turmoil.

You know what can cause severe emotional turmoil? A lot of Cybertronians dying.

My theory is that Rung, or Primus, is the designated survivor of the Cybertronian race. That's also why he's nigh-immortal; he can regrow his body and walks away from severe injury. If calamity strikes and the planet can no longer sustain life, he can gather as many sparks as he can, store them in crystals, and then repopulate on another planet. Maybe it's even possible to save the dying by temporarily storing their sparks in a photonic crystal, and rebuilding their bodies later. Maybe that's where all the sparks in the Matrix came from; at some point in Cybertron's past, a hot spot emerged in a time or place that couldn't support newborns, so they were stored inside the Matrix.