Just a short animation. Megatron broods over the past aboard the Lost Light.
The backdrops of Cybertron. All from Transformers RID #33.
even after death he is still with him
The two have finally met each other lmao
Jazz on his own: Epic and majestic and competent
Prowl on his own: Serious and calculating and competent
Jazz and Prowl together: fucking gremlins
I have to make a masterlist so I don't lose track of which stories I am making and for what fandom. It is a mess and it ain't much, but I repost stuff quite often than post my own, so this will be and easy way for not only me, but other people as well, to navigate this account.
Changing The Story for Once [Part 1]
Megatron's "Not So Interesting" Life [Part 1]
Falling For You Again Cause Why Not? {coming soon} [Darft]
Love Binds (A Wally Darling x Reader Fanfic) [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5]
Your My Favorite (A Wally Darling x Reader Fanfic) [Part 1]
Ang layo na natin sa isa't isa, paano na?
broken sun / shed a light on everyone
ending the year with some blurr swerve doodles to feed my everlasting brainrot (I’m not normal about them)
The Mech Pilot Au by @keferon has me on a chokehold, so, I'mma procrastinate from writing an actual fic by just writing down incorrect quotes instead-
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Swerve: We’ve found the person who stole your identity and was impersonating you.
Blur: Where were they?
Swerve: Eating cheetos and crying in their car.
Blur, impessed: Damn, they really went for it.
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Jazz: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!
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Prowl: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.
Jazz: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.
Prowl, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.
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Blur: Why cant trees give off something important like wifi??
First Aid: So fuck oxygen, I guess.
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Prowl: Vortex isn’t answering my messages.
First Aid: Allow me.
Prowl: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi-
Vortex: *replying to message* Hello.
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*First Aid and Jazz enter a dive bar*
First Aid: Look, I know you’re disappointed but could we at least have a drink.
Jazz, in a scuba diving suit: I would like leave, please.
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Blurr: Here is my wall of inspirational people. Swerve: Is that a picture of you? Blurr: Yes, I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.
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First Aid: I don’t think we can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.
Vortex: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is!
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Vortex: I can’t do this, it’s against my moral compass.
First Aid: YOUR MORAL COMPASS IS A ROULETTE WHEEL!
Vortex: …Your point?
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Jazz: First Aid is restricted to decaf for the rest of this adventure.
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Jazz: I told Swerve to grab snacks for everyone.
Blurr, looking through the options: Why did you grab fruit snacks? Are you five? Who even likes Fruit Snacks?
*Jazz, First Aid, and Swerve raise their hands*
*Vortext from the distance,also raising his hand*
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Jazz: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.
Vortex: What's the surprise?
First Aid: Blood poisoning.
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Vortex: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.
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Swerve: Why would anyone want to harm Blurr?
Vortex: Maybe because they met him?
Optimus; *coughs*
Rachet: *already dragging him away to the medbay* alright, time for a check up— first aid, get the sedatives
Optimus: wait w ait wait wait—Rachet—no no wait—
Jazz: oh Primus, poor him, I hope you get better boss bot!—Elita bring out those datapads and information we brought from the last expedition
Elita: *already pulling up said datapads and information* should we blackmail Starscream again or Soundwave?
Prowl: Blackmail Starscream, he's too much of a coward.
Ironhide:*walking in the room* we should castrate Megatron
Prowl: That's....hmmmm
Jazz: I'm going to go get the chainsaw
Mirage:*walking in* Did you all know Megatron watches those pony tv shows—
Prowl: *already putting that down and using that has battle tactics* huh? Oh, yes, definitely.
Elita: yep, one of the files here has that one— what if we just blackmail him, we need some energon anyway—
Ironhide; we should just take him out at this point, I'm getting tired of seeing his ugly Faceplate.
Ultra Magnus; *walks in, sees the Chaos and walks out* not getting payed enough for this
Smokescreen: I don't think anyone is getting payed at all.
All I imagine is that Optimus very much tries very hard not to be out of commission cause he knows his mech, he know that left unchecked, they could throw all morals out the window and fight the decepticons feral style without a care.
It probably wouldn't even be the first time they blackmail someone, they probably make mechas cry in their free time if given the chance.
I have a feeling the only sane mech is Ultra Magnus but that is probably stretching it—probably.
"Optimus doesn't take time off because he's too self sacrificing"
Optimus can't take time off because he knows the second he isn't white knuckling the riens, Elita-One, Ironhide, Jazz, and Prowl are going scorched Earth on the Decepticons. It will end the war but it may also classify as a total annihilation.
Optimus, sleeping slightly deeper than he usually would: 😴
Prowl: Optimus is out of commission, I am now in charge. Elita, break out those plans we told him we didn't make, Ironhide, ready the acid bombs, Jazz, grab us a jet. We're ending this war tonight.
Elita "the ends can justify the means" One: You know, I don't think we've properly considered the elegance of germ warfare. We wouldn't even have to get our hands dirty.
Ironhide "I'm just showing him my cannons" the Weapons expert: That'll take too long. Nukes, that's the best way to go.
Jazz "I lead the most lethal fighters on this team" the Spy: We've got one shot, I can sneak in and stash some explosives in their barracks, they'll never catch me. Blow their whole base sky high.
Optimus, waking up in just the nick of time: I am begging you to stand down!
Ironhide: Told you we should have slipped a sedative in his high grade.
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Optimus, literally fighting to get out of the Medbay: You don't understand! They're plotting!
Ratchet: You have a broken leg and a head injury, sit your ass down!!
First Aid, who's been secretly trying to help the four of them end this thing: I'll grab a sedative. He may need a week of bedrest.
Meanwhile
Elita-one: Now, I did some research and did you know that half of our war crimes aren't considered war crimes on this planet?
Jazz: Fascinating. What a creative group.
Prowl: Indeed. And Optimus does want us abiding by the laws of this planet.
Ironhide, nodding along: He does.
Prowl: Whelp! Gotta follow orders obey the laws of this planet. It's not a war crime here, Jazz, get the rust bombs.
Love the love binds story, ngl it had me budding with tears! In a good way though lol a weirdly satisfying kinda angst, not often something I come across so it’s a lovely treat :> Did NOT expect Wally to not notice for three whole weeks XD what a punch to the gut, very nice!
Ngl a liiittle part of me is hoping it turns into some reverse pining >.> like reader tried to move on before he could find a way to get in touch with em… but regardless I hope you continue to a conclusion!
Probably gonna reread a few times <.< <3
Thank you!! I appreciate it!
I'm glad that a lot of people are having fun with the story, I honestly did not expect it to gain a ton of attraction since I am quite new here but I really enjoy having people look into the story and have fun with it!
You guys commenting stuff sometimes give me ideas on how I want a part goes so I appreciate that too!
Sorry for the late reply though, I'm not good with interactions, and I immediately shy away in fear of messing up and I'm still figuring out how things work around here-
Hi, call me Coff, I write stories! I'm not good at it but I sure try my best! If you have any ideas, let me hear them-
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