ThatMultifandomDumbass

They/them 18 Non-binary Demisexual Asexual You must see all the fandoms I hyper-focus on. Tis a wide variety, cause of the ‘tism. I don’t do politics as I am not brave enough for that Side blogs: ThatArtDumbass & ThatShitpostingDumbass AO3 account - GayAceSpaceCadet - I don’t post and if you see me in the comments + kudos - no you don’t. Discord - That MultifandomDumbass#9984 Twitter/@ThatWeirdEnby

[thatmultifandomdumbass]

HEAR ME OUT: Coruscant used to be Cybertron, therefore Star Wars is in the transformers universe. It is set during the Autobot Vs Decepticon War and is why there are no cybertronians and is why the planet has to keep building up, due to the toxins. We never see in TFP how humans react to Cybertronian atmosphere (As far as I can remember it’s just assumed and not actually tested) so it isn’t a super far stretch to say that they could have been fine with the air and that Megatron was just being dumb.

And considering the technology in Star Wars, it could be argued that they may have used cybertronian technology to help advance their technology. As for how they ended up there, humans could be from a space mission to test if humans can achieve faster travel like hyperspace gone wrong, at least that’s what Earth thinks, and it worked like it was on steroids which led to them crash landing on Cybertron. They then scavenged the materials for a distress beacon, someone worked but it didn’t send it to the right people, and that is how the rest of the galaxy was formed by by people just finding their way there through the humans distress beacon. The reason no one knows is because some dumbass accidentally pulled a Jar Jar Binks and somehow managed to destroy the building that the archives of what had happened were kept in, which destroyed many of the records and the few that survived were lost due to people being people and misplacing them.

THEREFORE, it is entirely possible to have the Coruscant Guard, maybe some shinies or even possibly Hound and Grizzer stumble across an old building ( can find due to chasing criminals or even just Grizzer being curious and wanting to go explore) which could be perhaps a temple for the Primes or the Iacon Hall of Records, and having being brought up as soldiers they would obviously report it to their supervisors, which would then go up the chain of commands to the commanders of the CG. Then Commander Fox and a few others ( possibly a few corries, GAR, and Jedi?) can go investigate and boom, now there is an entry point for TFP. Whether it’s they accidentally activate an old relic and someone is brought to or from somewhere, or whether they just activate a beacon and Team Prime and the Decepticons notice. But Star Wars: The Clone Wars and Transformers Prime Crossover.

Might add more later but words being that alphabet soup and no making sense no more :D

This shitpost was proudly brought to you by one tired ass monkey brain, owned by a stupid chaotic piece of shit who is having a nap at 3pm.

[alpheratz17]

Commission for @/Morse on Vgen! Thank you!! :”D

I had a great time with this design. Drawing Seekers will never get old, specially when they’re as distinct!

[drdiarrheaphd-real]

optimum pride vroom vroom

[aurora-strix-art]

I am very normal and I love JohnThel a very normal amount 💚💜

Here's a nearly 17hr playlist I've been cooking for when I make art of or write about these two lmao

Album art by @houseofpaincakes

[vampyre-bonez]

a redraw that i’m never going to finish

this is the original one from 2024

[sutzrainbow]

Visit Original Link

Thought this would be a good time to share my Transformers fansong with the world, considering the final episode is tonight. *SOB*

Actually this song’s nearly a year old and I just didn’t get round to sharing it. I’d actually forgotten I’d even recorded a version with updated lyrics.

Only the lyrics and voice are mine, for the record. I used Brian Tyler’s gorgeous instrumental for the backing, so a huge amount of credit goes to him. He created some simply breathtaking music for this series, and it now stands as my favourite Transformers series and one of my favourite shows of all time.

However, I will never write in three stanzas ever, ever again. Finding three rhyming words to fit in with the pattern was the biggest chore ever.

LYRICS:

You came from far beyond the skies

Unseen by human eyes,

A hero in disguise.

I’m small and curled up in your hand,

A titan of the land

So powerful and grand.

A heart of metal beating strong,

You fight against what’s wrong,

Protecting all along.

And blood flows beneath your skin

Metallic, cold and grim

Harbouring strength within.

A fire inside

Lights in your eyes

Each other guiding,

Through grief, surviving.

There must be more

Behind this war.

They said that one must fall

And one will rise…

Our wounds eventually will mend

On me you can depend

As flesh and metal blend.

We reach beyond the pain and fear

Our future is unclear

So we make our home here!

[sutzrainbow]

Visit Original Link

Thought this would be a good time to share my Transformers fansong with the world, considering the final episode is tonight. *SOB*

Actually this song’s nearly a year old and I just didn’t get round to sharing it. I’d actually forgotten I’d even recorded a version with updated lyrics.

Only the lyrics and voice are mine, for the record. I used Brian Tyler’s gorgeous instrumental for the backing, so a huge amount of credit goes to him. He created some simply breathtaking music for this series, and it now stands as my favourite Transformers series and one of my favourite shows of all time.

However, I will never write in three stanzas ever, ever again. Finding three rhyming words to fit in with the pattern was the biggest chore ever.

LYRICS:

You came from far beyond the skies

Unseen by human eyes,

A hero in disguise.

I’m small and curled up in your hand,

A titan of the land

So powerful and grand.

A heart of metal beating strong,

You fight against what’s wrong,

Protecting all along.

And blood flows beneath your skin

Metallic, cold and grim

Harbouring strength within.

A fire inside

Lights in your eyes

Each other guiding,

Through grief, surviving.

There must be more

Behind this war.

They said that one must fall

And one will rise…

Our wounds eventually will mend

On me you can depend

As flesh and metal blend.

We reach beyond the pain and fear

Our future is unclear

So we make our home here!

[joshkeaton]

Holy crap, this is EPIC! Great job.

[sutzrainbow]

OH MY GOD THANK YOU. WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW HAPPY I AM.

[skyseekercaptain]

From the WGM TFP TVTropes page!

This makes me smile!! :)

[localrobosexual]

“So, the Autobots aren’t quite the indestructible war machines we’d hoped.” “Don’t misunderstand. They can take serious punishment.”

watch on youtube!

[random-cockroach]

Devil in disguise - Marino

[spaeceinvader]

ay look its a post

since optimus looks like a roblox character by the end of tfp and one of my favorite scenes is during the ending of the show, i decided to redraw it with pre-block optimus lmao 

[lupinsuniverse]

[kurxo]

I've got a river running right into you // I've got a blood trail, red in the blue.

[t-a-a-1]

Star-Crossed

Summary: Orion Pax has been your personal Knight, swore to you since you were 20. Years pass and you natively fall in love with him. On your 25th birthday, you discover the truth … Orion is actually Optimus, one of the 13 Primes and he only accepted to be your personal guard to be close to your evil step sister. Optimus loves her, not you. 

MEDIEVAL-CYBERTRONIAN AU: Cybertronians landed on Earth many years ago and integrated themselves in human society, eventually gaining status and power. They are an equal to humans and romantic relationships with Cybertronians (although rare and most of the time reserved only for the high class) are accepted by society. Most noble families wish for their sons/daughters to marry a Cybertronian. But most Cybertronians are secluded and Sparkmate each other. More will be explained in the story.

The Last Knight Optimus x Female Reader (Maybe Megatron x Reader later)

2.5k words. Arranged Marriage/ Knight & Princess? Idk just read it yall

--- PART 2 ---

….

You ran through the gardens of the castle to get to your room. 

You wanted all of this to be a bad dream but the pain in your heels made you realize that this was in fact, reality. 

The personnel just watched as you ran past them, some calling your name and others with a worried expression in their faces. 

Finally, you reached your room and immediately, closed the door behind you, locked it and buried yourself in your bed. 

You had listen to it all. 

Orion, your knight, the bot that you loved … loved someone else. 

Your step-sister. 

She had finally stolen everything that was once yours. Your childhood, your dresses, your pets, your room, your place in court, your family and now him. 

It would have been fine if Orion had loved another woman but why did it have to be her? That same woman who killed your pet when you were only seven and she was ten. Nobody believed you. Your father even striked you for telling lies and believing the lies that your step-mother would say about you. 

“She’s a bad child.”

“She bullies Elizabeth.”

“She disrespects her elders.”

After your mother died, your father remarried. More out of duty than for actual love. He was a good man but he never grieved properly. He is out of the castle most of the time. Traveling to foreign lands to expand the family business. You would see him two times out of the year, maybe three if you were lucky. 

And so your stepmother was in charge of everything and had the final say while he was gone. 

“My lady?”

You hear his voice from behind the door.

“I was informed by the personnel that you ran through the corridors, looking distressed … I would like to confirm your well-being if you allow me.”

A couple of years ago, in one of his travels, your father had saved the life of Zeta Prime. As a thank you, Zeta Prime sent Orion Pax, a guard of the Primes, to serve the Starlight Family. Your father, seeing that you had been alone for many years, decided to give him to you as your loyal Knight. 

But that was all a lie. 

Orion was Optimus, the 13th Prime and he became your Knight to be close to your sister. 

You had heard him talk to Jazz, his best friend about it. In deep detail. 

“Oh my Elizabeth! She’s good and kind! Gentle! I cannot live without her! I need to see her, to know that she’s safe! I cannot do this anymore, Jazz! I have even engraved her initials inside my chassis, she’s the one Jazz! I would give up on my title of Optimus Prime if that meant I could have her. She is my sparkmate and I’ll be bonded to her!”

“My lady, could you please answer my calls?”

His voice is worried and you hate him for it. Because it's all a lie. All of it.

“Go away!”

You scream and your voice cracks as the tears overflow. 

“My lady please! Just tell me what's wrong … Do not make me break your privacy.”

His voice is louder, more anxious. 

“I command you to leave me alone!” 

There’s a long silence after that. 

“As you wish, my lady.”

He left after that. 

Oh, how much you wished all of this was a nightmare. How much you wished you had not heard that conversation. Being unaware of the truth. Believing that Orion was still your Orion and not some mighty Prime. 

.

.

.

It was one of those rare days in which you were invited to a council meeting. Your step-sister had long ago taken your place and your opinion mattered too little. 

Today you wore a blue dress. Your family’s colors were white and gold but you stopped wearing them the moment your sister decided to wear them too. Not because it was improper but because you wanted to feel like at least something 'belonged' exclusively to you.

It has been a couple of days since you last saw Orion, you had released him for a week of his duties which he didn’t care much about either. He was enjoying his time with Elizabeth and you for sure didn’t want to interrupt. 

“It is time the daughters of the Starlight family part ways and marry … this meeting is to decide the fate of the two sisters.”

Of course, the only reason why the council would invite you to a meeting was to talk about your arranged marriage. 

“Now there are two prospects we are seeking into … Lord Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, is looking for a wife.”

Lord Megatron had the reputation for being a cruel leader. A Cybertonian with power that equals the Primes. It is said that every time he tried courting someone, they would deny him due to his cruel ways. He lives in solitude in his kingdom with the rest of the Decepticons. 

“And … there’s the rumour that the 13th Prime, Optimus Prime, is also looking for a partner.”

There’s a collective gasp in the room. Your stepmother and sister looked at each other excitedly while the other members of the council shared a knowing look.

Nobody knew who the 13th Prime was. It was a mystery that only the Primes knew. But it was said that he was a beautiful and gentle bot. 

But you knew that truth. It was Orion. And it all started to make sense. 

“Of course, a marriage between the Primes and the Starlight House would be extremely beneficial,” said the Master of the Meeting. “Of course, I would expect that Lady Victoria Starlight will carefully examine each of her daughters and choose wisely which daughter she would like to propose as a prospective wife for the bachelors.”

You didn’t even have to look at your step-mother to know that your fate was sealed. 

And at this point … nothing matters anymore.

.

.

.

“So, how does it feel knowing you’ll marry the worst Cybertronian in the entire world?”

You walk through the gardens to have some peace of mind but it seemed like Elizabeth had plans to interrupt that. 

“At least I will be free from this place,” you say without keeping a steady face, yet not looking at her. 

“But won’t you miss your dear Orion? I thought you loved him,” she said in a mocking voice. “Oh wait … He loves me! Did you know he climbed Mount Angel just to get me my favorite flower?”

Mount Angel was an extremely dangerous place, even for Cybertronians. But knowing Orion, he probably didn’t even care about his safety. He only cared about getting that flower for Elizabeth.

The gardens extended all the way to the horse stables where you could see the caretakers from afar, taking the horses for a stretch and practice. 

You made a slight turn and looked at the rose bushes. They have started to wither. These were your mothers favorites and you took extremely care of them. Seeing them like this wrenched your heart, especially because you didn’t know why they started to die.

“Ugh, I knew I should've used a stronger poison,” your sister said as she looked at the roses. “They didn’t die soon enough like your mother.”

Angered, you turn around and slap Elizabeth and she falls to the ground.

“(Reader)!”

The two of you turn only to find Orion running towards the two of you.

“How dare you hurt her! She’s your sister!”

"Not by blood, at least." You thought. "Only by law."

Orion helps Elizabeth stand up. Pretending to hold back tears, she holds onto Orion as if her life depended on it. 

Of course, he would take her side.

“Please Orion, do not be angry with my sister!” Elizabeth pleaded, looking straight at his optics and he was bewitched by her. “I spoke without asking for permission first … I shouldn’t have done that—”

Suddenly, a loud neigh is heard. A horse was fast approaching the three of you.

Orion didn’t even hesitate to pick up Elizabeth and save her from the danger. 

In the commotion, the horse brushed past you. The impact made you land in the ground aggressively, making you hit your head and quickly fall into a heavy slumber. 

.

.

.

When you woke up, Orion was on his knees next to your bed.

It's been a long while since you ended up in the nursery room. Your head still hurt but at least you could still see with clarity. 

When  you looked over to Orion, he had that same faceplate. One full of shame and embarrassment. You had seen this face before. Once when he read a poem to you, written by him, a story about a knight falling in love with a princess. Little did you know that he wrote that poem for Elizabeth. 

“My lady … I did not full-fill my duty to protect you—”

“Shut up,” you tell him. “I do not want to hear it.”

Looking at him is painful. You want to cry. You want to tell him the truth. That you know everything … but what good would that make? That won’t change his feelings. If anything, it would only push him to confess to your sister sooner. And the only thing you want to  do now is to simply leave quietly. To free Orion from his duty and just leave to the Decepticon Kingdom to never be seen again. 

And you will do just that but in due time. 

“If you wish to punish me … I’ll accept anything to wish to rely on me,” Orion said. “But I beg you, do not punish your sister for my lack of discipline.”

Even after everything, his mind and spark still thought of your sister. A part of you wanted to yell at him, to tell him to go away and leave you alone forever. But how could you be angry at him when his only sin was to love?

“Orion,” you sign heavily. “Do you care for me? Even if it's just a little?”

His optics show indignation, as if he can’t believe you had just asked him such a thing. Still on his knees, he keeps his gaze on you. 

“I will lay my life for you if you asked me to, my lady–”

“Then why don’t you act like it?”

Optimus looks side to side, a clear sign that he was about to tell you something important.

“Permission to talk informally?”

“Permission granted.”

He stands up and walks towards your bed where he sits next to you. Things like this had become normal between the two of you. Even occasional touching of shoulders , of course, never skin. But the two of you had gone through so much that the act of not being close could even be considered rude. 

“I’ve just been distracted. My house is forcing me to marry soon and I am just worried about who my future wife will be.”

Liar. You thought. But it wasn’t a complete lie, Elizabeth is the one he wanted … but what if Zeta Prime wanted him to marry someone else? Someone like him should marry a princess. You don’t see why the King would be opposed to having one of his daughters marry a Prime. 

“Sometimes I forget that you still belong to the Prime House … even if you are not a Prime,” you lie. 

“Well, I sometimes wish I wasn’t … I could choose someone I love if I weren’t.”

“I don’t think that’s what worries you … Is it something else?”

Somehow, you always had the ability to read his mind. It was something he loved about you. The unspoken understanding you had of him.

“... What if I am not good enough for her?”

You look at his optics and you know he wanted to tell you the truth. He can’t keep his gaze when he lies. But he looks troubled and your heart aches. You didn’t want him to hurt. 

You wore gloves all the time, and too often have touched his faceplate. Today, you do the same. Softly you caress his metal and make him turn to look at you once again. 

“Do you remember the first time we met?” 

You ask him and he quietly nods.

“You were very nervous and you were terrible … terrible guard,” you say with a smile, remembering the times when Orion didn’t know the basics of chivalry. Walking on the other side of the road, offering his hand when you step down of a carriage, carrying you carelessly from one place to the other. 

“You made a lot of mistakes but you learned from them,” you said. “And now you are the most famous Knight in all of the Seven Celestial Kingdoms. 

He closes his optics to focus on your touch. Yes, you wore gloves and he always wondered what your skin would feel like. Soft, he imagined and very, very warm. 

“You will make mistakes but as long as you learn from them … I am sure your future wife will love you, no matter what.”

As you kept his gaze, you understood that you loved him. You truly did. He is kind and gentle and fights for what he believes is right. He might love your sister, but that’s not his fault. Maybe she’ll change once they marry, Orion’s kindness could rub off to anyone. 

From what he was saying, it seemed the Primes wanted him to marry someone else. Someone of a higher status, you assumed. 

You had accepted your fate. But that doesn’t mean Orion has to. You’ll help him marry your sister and then you’ll marry Lord Megatron and live a quiet life, content to know that Orion will live a happy life. 

Orion held your hand and gently kissed it. His gratitude eternal, his devotion pure. 

May this be your final act of love. 

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

--- PART 2 ---

A/N: I watched a Chinese drama with this premise …. So I had to write it.  Since the Cybertronians arrived early on human history, I thought that humans would be more involved in the cosmos … that’s why I plan for everything to have a “space-related- medivial” theme to it. More will be developed later … maybe. I really need to go back to writing my other fics :(((

[dragqueenstarscream]

imagine cleaning optimus in his alt mode.

you weren't expecting to clean an autobot when he rolled into your garage. in all honesty, he looked like just another freightliner, albeit with a very pretty, candy apple red paint job beneath all that grime. he's clearly in good condition, despite being unused for god knows how long. he just needs a deep clean before he can get back to work.

cleaning him's an intimate thing. cleaning and restoring trucks always is, but something about this one is different. as you scrub away the dirt and muck, you can see the scratches and scorch marks from past events you can't comprehend. you've never seen this sort of damage on a truck before. what sort of hell has this beauty been through?

as you start to clean his interior, that's when he wakes up. your tiny, gentle hands wiping down his dashboard are what clues him into something being in his subspace. at first, he thinks it's another vagrant in need of a warm spot to sleep, but no, this feels different. these hands are deliberate. they're slow, methodical. they feel... good.

he wakes up slowly, almost imperceptibly. his engine hums quietly, unusually quiet for a truck of his size. his lights begin to flicker on while your back is turned. his smokestacks go off with what almost sounds like some sort of cough. that's what grabs your attention, and you freeze where you are, asking yourself how did this thing start on its own...?

the radio crackles to life. amid the changing stations, eventually settling on some 60s rock, you hear a low, tired voice rumble all around you.

"thank you."

[homosexual--mothman]

My car is a dinged up second hand silver Subaru you know what that means

Her name is Serenity and her pilot has arrived

[biobe]

tfw wife doesn't fw war crimes