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 asked you: Not sure if you can fit it in your schedule but it’d be awesome to see a motivational Rung drawn by you. c:“’

Hello loves!!! I’ve been looking around and come to realize that there’s very few Rung boards so….I tried making one myself! I hope you guys like it!!!!

100 All The Way!!!!!

Thank you!!!!!and be ready my friend, because you are a awesome writer and I definitely can’t wait to ask for a part two of this, but man, I can totally see some, *cough* whirl *cough* trying to get a ride but doing it in the most whirly way.

Hello! I was wondering if I can have a scene where human reader is transformed into a cybertronian by none other than brainstorm. I can see the reader trying out things like drinking energon, seeing what they can transform into, racing, helping bots even more than they could before, and trying to win the heart of a crush. With Rung and any other characters. (P.S I believe there should be more fan fiction of the human changing size or race, I mean; how many geniuses are there in the lost light?)

A/N: Feel free to ask for a continuation when the ask box opens again! 

Frankly, they didn’t want to lose you. Some were more likely to admit it than others, but they all felt it the same. They didn’t want to lose their beloved liaison to old age, and thus Brainstorm had been chosen to figure out how to re-format you into a Cybertronian. 

After a series of painstaking tests and Rung’s supervision that affirmed you consented to and understood the procedure, Brainstorm went through with it. 

Swerve is there to give you your first sip of energon. It was nothing fancy, but everyone wanted to be sure that your first experience wasn’t going to be illness. Your new optics light up after your first drink, and you bounce a little as you chug more down. 

Rodimus encourages you to transform, with a pointed look at Rung. Once the medic has cleared it, you try and lo and behold you transform into a hoverboard. No one wants to laugh - everyone except Whirl have the decency to avoid it. 

Rung's favorite meme is the woman looking confused with algebra in front of her face

James Roberts (writer of mtmte)      

I'm in!!!!! ( through a newbie)

REBLOG IF YOU’RE IN THE TRANSFORMERS PRIME OR ANY BRANCH OF THE TRANSFORMERS COMMUNITY IN GENERAL

I NEED TO FIND MY PEOPLE

My loves, you know that moment when you see something that make your heart pump very fast and you squeal from how adorable that something is? When I read this, I caught that feeling a thousand times. I LOVE how little-bitty-pretty-1 wrote this story because it made my heart melt and if your reading this, I want to say thank you for writing this out of your time and I love it very much...

Hello love! I can't help but be a fan of Rung from mtmte and lost light, so... I had to ask if you would write a image of a human s/o saving Rung from a close call then a ending of hugs and love confession at the end please? (and if you like, you can surprise me with a AU of your choosing)

A/N: No need to read LL #22 before you read this :)

Rung:

You took another sip from your drink, watching the water swirl. Unfortunately, as you were the last to board, you had the habsuite in the location no one else wanted: next to Rung’s office. It wasn’t as though the psychiatrist was mean - this ship was just full of people with problems, and why would they live next to the person with the ability to see those issues? Poor Rung. He was a nice guy - too bad no one wanted to be friends with him. 

It could also be loud, though. Whirl had a habit of yelling heinous things during his appointments. One of the more quiet patients had been Fortress Maximus until, well, he decided that everyone was Overlord. Usually it was silent, like today. 

SLAM!

You are startled out of your seat by the loud sound that reverberated your apartment. When you had gotten over your shock and calmed your racing heart, you left your habsuite and went over to Rung’s door. 

You knock hesitantly, not wanting to interrupt a session if there was no need. “Are you okay, Rung?” There is no response. 

Worried and unable to reach the access pad, you type in Ratchet’s comm frequency. “What?” he snaps, in a bad mood as always. 

“I think Rung’s hurt. I heard a slam and I came over to see if he was okay, but he didn’t answer.” 

Ratchet hangs up on you, but a only a minute later he and First Aid are entering the access code and going inside. You peek around the corner and gasp, purple Energon all over the floor as the psychiatrist groans, not moving. 

Your heart stops as the medics start working, and you drag your feet back to your own apartment and your own business. 

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You only came to see him when you were sure that he was out of critical condition - Ratchet had scared off anyone that had come by sooner. 

“Hey Rung.” You say quietly, sitting on the table beside his berth. “I heard you ruptured a tube, old man.”

He gives a little smile, looking at you out of the corner of his optic. “And I heard that you were the one that saved this old man.”

“Ratchet technically did all the wo-” 

“But you called Rachet.” He interrupts. A servo comes at you and picks you up, albeit clumsily. You are set on his middle and he smiles at you. 

Under normal circumstances you would have given him the whole just-because-I’m-small-doesn’t-mean-you-can-touch-me lecture. But Rung is sick, and you will make an exception this once. “I guess that was me.” 

“Thank you.” He says, reaching to pet your head and then thinking better of it. 

“You’re welcome.” You blush at the way he is looking at you, turning your face away and rubbing your wrist. This is getting hard for you. 

“I’ve been watching you, y/n.” Rung tells you, bending his neck to try to make eye contact. “You’re too sweet for your own good.”

“You’re just saying that because I’m your only close friend.”

“No,” he corrects, very sure of himself for what he was going to say. “I say that because I like you.” 

Something about the way he said it made you think he wasn’t talking about you as a friend. “Are you saying that you -” you point at your chest, unable to finish your thought. 

“I believe that we are on the same section of the datapad.” 

“Wow.” His spark stops as he waits for you to respond. “I… this is incredible!”

“I think I like you too.” You raise your eyes back to his optics and smile, carefully moving up to his face. You give him a gentle kiss on his right cheek and stroke the rim, smiling as he leans in. His servo comes up to support and pull you closer in the cuddle.

Ratchet scoffs in the distance and you snicker, prompting Rung to smile. 

When someone disrespects your favorite character, you be like...

How can someone forget this beautiful child's name?!?

“You’re not rong”