A Chaotic Neutral

Title: Idle Hands
Universe: Transformers G1
Characters: Prowl, Ironhide, Optimus Prime, Jazz/Megatron, Implied Jazz/Optimus Prime
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Dom/Sub themes, Facesitting, Sex Toys
Description: In a mostly post-war world, Jazz is bored, and a bored Jazz is not safe for anyone – least of all Megatron, who didn’t realize how much he’d enjoy getting bossed around by the Spec Ops mech. 

Commissioned by Jee and written for the MegOp server. 

“I’m bored,” Jazz complained as he let himself into Prowl’s locked office and threw his frame onto the only piece of furniture not covered in datapads and actual, paper documents.

“Hi, bored. I’m Prowl,” Prowl replied without missing a beat or looking up from the datapad that occupied both his attention and his frown. It was his thinking frown, however, so Jazz wasn’t too concerned.

Yet.

Jazz groaned and tipped his head back against the high-backed chair. “You’re spending too much time with Sparkplug.”

“He is a comforting spot of urbanity in a chaotic storm of treaty negotiations,” Prowl said with a twitch of his sensory panels. He looked tired. He felt tired.

Who knew that trying to negotiate some kind of cease-fire and peace treaty with the Decepticons would actually be more exhausting than the war itself? But needs must. Needs like a lack of resources, dwindling motivations, and the realization that if they didn’t pull their heads out of their afts, Cybertron’s already ruined landscape would become an uninhabitable wasteland that could never be restored.

“Give me something to do,” Jazz demanded, and it wasn’t a whine. “I’m going out of my mind with boredom here. I’m getting itchy fingers, if you know what I mean.”

Prowl’s panels twitched again, and he moved from one datapad to another without missing a beat. “You’re not allowed to kill any Decepticons. We are in a cease-fire.”

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Title: Serendipity
Universe: G1, Season 3
Characters: Rodimus Prime, Galvatron
Rated: T
Description: Rodimus never expected to find a kindred spark in Galvatron, but here they are, on a rocky Oregon shore, talking like people do.

For Keirajo.

Rodimus can’t sleep.

Can’t recharge either, but he likes the term sleep. Likes the shape of it in his mouth and on his glossa, likes the organic sound of it, the way Spike talks about sleeping and beds and pillows and comfort and sweet, sweet dreams.

Rodimus dreams now.

Hot Rod never dreamed, but Rodimus Prime dreams every time he shutters his optics and tries to sleep. Recharge. Drift into a stasis nap. He doesn’t know the things he sees in his dreams. He doesn’t know the mechs, but they are all talking to him, shouting with dozens of voices too indistinct to make out.

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Title: Ownership
Universe: Transformers G1
Characters: Jazz/Optimus
Rated: M
Enticements: Bondage, Dom/Sub, Possessive Behavior
Description: Right now, Optimus belongs to Jazz and only Jazz.

For Jeegoo:: Jazz topping Optimus, any continuity.

There really ought to be a law.

Though if there was, Jazz would happily break it, every day and every night. Jazz would happily go to prison, would offer himself to the nearest slagpit, if it meant he could have this every day.

Could have Optimus bound in front of him, arms pulled over his head, wrists manacled to the ceiling with restraints more than capable of keeping him in place. Every plate of armor separated from the other, allowing full access to the web of cables beneath, to Jazz’s dancing fingers over those braided lines and the delicate substructure.

Optimus is kneeling, straps around his thighs and shins, keeping his legs folded beneath him, a spreader bar forcing his knees wide, to the point of near-discomfort. He’s balanced very, very carefully. Jazz has made sure of it.

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Title: On Target
Universe: G1
Characters: Jazz/Soundwave
Rating: T
Warning: Established relationship, Secret Relationship,
Description: Soundwave hates this compromise they’ve made as much as he understands the necessity of it.

For JazzWaveWeek, Day Four, Aftermath

Soundwave paces, tracing a familiar path, one he's worn in over at least a dozen occasions. It's too frequent, he realizes, and laments that this will have to be the last time they use this particular rendezvous.

He'll have his siblings start scouting for another location.

For now, Soundwave paces and tries not to stare at his chronometer. It will not move faster for his vigilance. There is still time. Jazz is not yet late.

"He comes, brother," Buzzsaw whispers across their link, his voice neutral. He's getting better at hiding his disapproval.

"He looks well," Laserbeak adds.

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Title: Epilogue
Universe: G1, Apple a Day
Characters: Optimus/Ironhide
Rating: K+
Description: Optimus and Ironhide celebrate the Ark’s newfound peace and quiet.

Ironhide drops heavily into the chair in front of Optimus' desk and props his elbow on the arm of it, planting his chin on his knuckles. "Ya hear that?"

Optimus cocks his head, but doesn't look up from his datapad. "I hear nothing."

"Exactly."

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Title: Of Coincidence and Fate
Universe: G1, Apple a Day
Characters: Skyfire, Mirage, Blaster
Rating: K+
Description: It is a remarkable series of events that have led Skyfire to this point in time, and to making a friend of Mirage.

It takes Skyfire no time at all to find Mirage.

He doesn't expect the once-noble to be sitting in the rec room, albeit tucked into a corner table with a datapad and a glass of engex, but there Mirage is, seemingly heedless to the noise and bustle of the rest of the room.

Shame touches Skyfire's spark. He'd been unkind to Mirage, last they spoke, through no fault of Mirage's own. Mirage had simply been trying to comfort him, and Skyfire had lashed out, speaking harshly out of a desire to share his pain with someone else.

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Title: Reason and Spark
Universe: G1, Apple a Day
Characters: Jazz/Perceptor, Mirage
Rating: K+
Description: Perceptor may be slow to come to a conclusion, but he always has the right words.

Jazz has every intention of finding Perceptor and snuggling with him for the rest of the night, possibly doing more if he can.

Instead, he diverts his path to Mirage’s quarters, where his second should be resting post-battle, and writing his report, because Mirage is a good egg who actually does his duty promptly and properly. Jazz could probably learn a few lessons from him.

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Title: The Risk is Worth the Reward
Universe: G1, Apple a Day
Characters: Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rated: K+
Description: Post-battle, Sunstreaker asks Ratchet the hard questions, and Ratchet gives him an easy answer.


Sunstreaker onlines aching and a bit disoriented, but he can sense Sideswipe nearby. He must be the warmth curled around Sunstreaker's frame, his field leaking wisps of dulled pain.

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Title: All About Those Expectations
Universe: G1, Apple a Day
Characters: Ratchet/Sunstreaker/Sideswipe, Ironhide
Rated: K+
Warnings: None
Description: Another date is had as Ratchet, Sunstreaker, and Sideswipe discuss what they want from each other – and how long they’ve wanted it.

For my Patreons. <3


Ding-dong-ding.

“Sunny, someone’s at the door,” Sideswipe mumbles as he rolls over and smashes his nasal ridge against the wall. It’s too early for this pitslag.

“Then answer it,” Sunstreaker growls from beneath the pillow pulled over his head.

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Title: Simple Things
Universe: G1, sequel to Misconstruction
Characters: Skyfire/Sunstreaker/Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rated: M
Enticements: Sticky Sexual Interfacing
Description: Their relationship wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect for Skyfire, and he hoped, for Sunstreaker and Sideswipe as well. Taking the next step is a matter of inevitability.

Commission For Fuzipenguin.

It was a beautiful day, which was quite the change to the weather recently, which had been gray and wet and disappointing, causing many an Autobot to go stir crazy within the confines of the Ark.

Skyfire's twins were no exception.

He grinned as he watched them whoop and holler their way around the track, engines roaring, the sun glinting off their freshly waxed armor, tires eating up the distance. Skyfire suspected that if they'd been trapped one more day indoors -- rainy patrols did not count apparently -- Sideswipe was going to get up to Mischief. Skyfire had done his best to serve as a distraction.

Things were going well. As well as could be expected for three such disparate personalities to find a balance and connection. It had only been half a year or so, which was barely a blink in the lifetime of the Cybertronian, but like most who'd come to live on Earth, they'd adapted by acknowledging the passage of Earth-time.

Six months to a human started to feel like six months to a Cybertronian. Relatively speaking.

Their relationship wasn't perfect. But it was perfect for Skyfire. Arguments and disagreements and every move made with tentative respect, all of it was perfect.

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