Rung Needs A Break...

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. 

Hello loves, today a drew a chibi Rung with a backpack. (P.S I totally believe that the backpack is filled with candy for his patients and he carries it everywhere)

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!!!!

Daww.....people, I see fluff here....

AU idea

Transformers au where everything is the same but for some reason cybertronians find humans completely adorable, like how we see kittens and puppies. Example; human suddenly sneezes, queue all present bots letting out a collective “awwww”.

              #SPOILERS (mtmte 22-23) read at your risk~

Hello love! So to inform you a bit, this powerful bot named Adaptus wanted Cybertron to start a war with a neighboring planet because he admire the idea of war even though it would serve no reason. When the people of Cybertron said no to his plan of war, Adaptus got outrageous and shot Cybertron with a weapon that mess with the mind (AKA erases memories). Rung, being the selfless & sweet bot he is, tried to protect everyone by absorbing most of the blast. Which why Rung didn't remember he is Primus (God) and the people of Cybertron didn't remember him and also forgot how to say his name easily.

I hate hate hate having to ask this, but will someone please tell me whats happening with Rung? Why is everyone alluding to him being god? The suspense is killing me, and with how hectic my life is I might never catch up in the comics and leave it unfinished like I do everything else I start (As much as it kills me to admit). Spoilers wont scare me. Just spoil it. Spill the fucking beans. Tell me straight out what the fuck happened and how. Please. Im ready. Im mentally prepared.

Hit me with your best fucking shot: my body is ready.

whirl's appointment #1

Rung: There's only one thing worse than a rapist...

whirl: A child.

Rung:...

Hello loves! I just decided to draw a bit more to open up and wake up my creative side. I hope you guys like it!! And I would like to thank @badly-drawn-rung for the inspiration to pick up a pencil and go for it. Keep on being awesome because your work sure is!!!

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News!!!

Hello loves! I just wanted to tell you guys that I’m planing on my other blog called:  @memeformers so if you want to please check it out!!! and I’ll be making another one of TFA drawings soon!!!