#tf:a

!!! Absolutely incredibly PMV. Please give the creator some love on youtube!

Edit, May 2026: AND ON TUMBLR!!! @thereareinsectsintheoldpurgatory !!!

Thank you to the anon who found them! Every search engine and function everywhere has failed me. Before anyone continues to interact/reblog this post, rather, please see the original artist's post instead and reblog from there!

And its sequel:

TFP Megatron is a crackhead theatre-nerd who still isn’t over the breakup, Bayverse Megatron is a screeching temper-tantrum of melodramatic exposition, and I’m still working on my opinion of WFC:S Megatron...

But for God’s sake, fucking TFA Megs had the AUDACITY to twist his oil barrels into CHALICES?!

And “my own private blend”, “private blend”?!

You’re telling me that this classy asshole goes out of his way in the middle of a war to not only bend all of the oil barrels in the surrounding area into chalices but also fills them up with a special brand of oil that he personally customized to his taste... while living in a cave on Earth?!

That implies that the leader of the Decepticons either has Earth-based connections and sources to get him the necessary materials for his “private blend” or sneaks off to steal them.

Megatron, leader of the Decepticons, might sneak out of the base to go and steal stuff so that he can make sure his oil is Just Right™️ when he puts it in his twisted barrel chalices.

That sure explains the Hell out of Lugnut and Blitzwing’s confusion as to where their leader is when they’re stealing construction supplies.

He’s either down by the docks bribing terrified workers with Isaac Sumdac’s credit cards or commiting Grand Theft Exxon.

And since Professor Sumdac is always at the Decepticon base, he and Megatron must have a little deal going where Sumdac just doesn’t mention any of this to Lugnut and Blitzwing.

I mean, there are probably some threats involved, but there’s also probably that underlying bit of “By the Allspark, they would lose all remaining respect for me if they knew all the lengths I go to for this oil. The chalices are already pushing it—but I must have them!”.

“For the drama!”