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Note to self , who's had time to think of a plan, is literally a story of me writing what ever the fuck I want at the time.

So whatever happens next , just happens xD

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(If you saw my post you'll know I'm making Jazz have door wings because he looked so cute and happy with them in Transformers one

Look how happy he is x3 , oh and that Jazz kept referring to tfa optimus/optronix with female pronouns and Orions like okay sure, doesn't matter either way to me, this is like part 57 of a long ass ramble I guess)

"So, did you finish making your human holoform?"

Optronix asked as he slid down the side of the Ark, his arms already folded by the time he got to the bottom with a hip jutting out to the side as he landed on his feet perfectly.

Jazz was definitely staring, his door wings fluttering, it was like looking at a dangerous beautiful creature that was going to actually let you pet it.

Optronix knew a little about the language of wings and quirked a brow, hands falling down to resting on his hips and smiling

"You're not so bad looking yourself."

Jazz's door wings immediately stuck up as he made a small sound of surprise.

"Wow, you really are something, aren't ya, you think I should tell Prowl that you can read wings?"

Optronix moved in closer at Jazz's suggestion , hands laying over his chest, fingers delicately tracing over the crimson autobot symbol with blue behind it.

"Mmm, why would we want to do that? Wouldn't it be more fun to watch him, thinking that I have no clue that he's talking about me?"

Jazz couldn't help but bite his bottom lip, my she was seductive, there was definitely a black widow energy about her and he was prepared to get bitten.

Sliding a hand around Optronix's waist he pulled her in closer and smiled

"You know what Baby girl, I think that sounds like a lot of fun."

"Hmm fuck the police."

Optronix chuckled, ear finials shifting , he hadn't expected Jazz to be so smooth, heh see what I did there ;3

"I'm not gonna lie , I'd like to."

Jazz remarked , laughing playfully as he stroked along one of Optronix's connections to the pretty ear finials and down along her jaw.

"Well, you have to make your intentions known , or he'll think you're just teasing him."

"Oh yeah, how known?"

Jazz was now genuinely curious about her answer.

"Push him back onto the berth and get down to it, do not leave him any time to question if you're just planning on up and leaving, the mech is actually pretty nervous that his bed partner will just ditch him."

Optronix explained, as he wrapped his arms around Jazz's neck

"But we're not here to talk about Prowl now are are we, I was promised a date and I got my holo all dressed up just for you."

Jazz's brows lifted , even if you couldn't see it behind the visor, his smile becoming devious.

"Oh yeah baby, wanna show it to me, I'm starting to learn these humans can be beautiful to, curious to see what you've made up."

Optronix pressed in closer to him, a wicked look in optics , dark and playful

"Well to be fair until I know who's taking charge when we get down to the fun and nasty , she's built like a barbie doll, but I have prepared both scenarios."

That took Jazz for a loop, he had to go look up what would look like and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Seems fair to me princess, I remember what you told me about needing to find a place to put ourselves while our holoforms walk so I found a lovely storage just for us, enough room , you know say If we decide to come back to our bodies and need more."

That was when Optronix pushed Jazz up against the side of the ship , ohhh so Jazz had really thought of everything, leaning in he kissed him slowly , his glossa probing at the older mechs bottom lip, asking for access, which he was soon granted as he felt Jazz's hands on his lower back, sliding down and gripping at his aft, mmm that was starting to give him an idea on who might be in charge tonight but things could change.

Optics closing, a hand behind the autobots head to pull him in for a deeper embrace, it seemed Primes second in command certainly knew how to kiss, if he didnt control himself he was going to end up ravishing Jazz right outside the ship, though with how those hips were pressing it seemed the Autobot might not entirely hate that notion.

He nipped at Jazz's bottom lip with a fang, tasting a hint of energon as he did so.

"Behave, or I will have you here."

Jazz heard that and answered incoherently at first before clearing his voice.

"Of course baby, we should definitely get moving, before I do the same to you."

"Oh , well now, I think I might like you just a little more than the others here."

Optronix smiled, booping his nose.

"Even more than the big guy himself?"

Jazz asked , though he was teasing he was a little hopeful.

"We'll see , though it would seem I have a preference for those who are particularly musical."

Jazz listened to her , taking pride now in the fact he was certainly a lover of music and to be fair he knew no one could match up to Optimus Prime, he was practically a walking god.

"So Blaster then?"

Optronix quirked a brow at Jazz's suggestion and shook his head

"No, I only have one tape deck in my life and the bastard seems to have made a little hole in my spark and buried himself in it."

Jazz's jaw nearly fell off it's hinges

"Girl, you got down and dirty with Soundwave! DAYMN , go you! Before the war that mech was highly sought after and he is extremely selective about who he partners up with."

Optronix's smile only widened

"Huh is that so? Then I must be pretty special because despite how much I've probably pissed him off he keeps coming back. "

"Well there is that saying, keep it mean keep them keen, and baby you definitely got half the crew here feelin keen."

Jazz took her hand and spun her , landing in a dip pose , he smiled as Optronix's finials wiggled happily.

"Me especially, I like your attitude and I know just the place to go."

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If you ever get to the Jazz chapter, have him do a private dance for Optronix.

I'm actually slowly working on that, it's been a couple stressful weeks and the crimson tide is pulling into shore, but I definitely am figuring it out. I even made a post about how Jazz would have door wings like his tf one self because he looked so cute and happy when he got them

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Warning for some flashing lights

You know when you accidentally throw some clips together and you think it looks kinda cool

Yeah that's what this is but I could interpret it to as D has a vision that comes true

Music is from Ender Lilies -if you gaze long into an abyss

Clips are from Transformers one

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I know in g1 Jazz doesn't have door wings, but he looked so cute and happy with them in Transformers one sooooo for that reason when I write him, he will have door wings MWHAHA

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I needed this.

hey, did you know that the world is a better place because of your creations and art and writing, no matter how niche or how many people see it

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What if Optronix called Jazz, "My Maestro"?

Oh Jazz would definitely blush.

Stroke back part of femholo Optronix's hair and be like

Is that an invitation baby girl?

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Returning to the TFA universe

Two days have passed since the last time we were there as time moves faster here.

Shockwave was looking over the calculations that Wheeljack had made and then stared at him.

Then back again at the data pad.

Why did they need him exactly?

The Autobot had figured it out. He already knew how to get Optimus back but had refused to tell his Magnus.

Deception...well now he was intrigued.

For now he would keep it a secret, he was far more curious as to why The Autobot was lying to a superior.

Blurr was still standing guard at the door stone face as well as Ironhide.

The lab was a mess, making Shockwaves circuits itch, it should be neat and organised so everything was in sight, after reading all the notes which yes had taken two days, two days worth of purposely botched tests and experiments, this was not what he'd been expecting.

Sitting down he started organising Wheeljacks desk, scanning each item so it was in chemical order as well as his equipment.

Sentinel who happened to be watching from the stage section of the theatre, pressed a button so he could be heard.

"And what purpose does clean up have with getting my, I mean our Optimus back?"

The slip up did not go unnoticed by Shockwave, who's antenna twitched, something was definitely off. However he still continued the work he'd set himself.

"It will make work more efficient, you would not wish us to accidentally bring an Optimus to this world that has the opposite temperament of the one that belongs here. He would make Megatron seem like Primus, I assure you on that."

Shockwave stated, buying time as he carried on organising.

Sentinels jaw tensed, hard enough that when his dentas grinded they made sparks.

"Understood, and for future reference you will address me as Sir or Magnus , do you understand Con."

"Make me."

Shockwave returned , absolutely refusing to bow to the whims of this pompous moron who had more chin than face. He knew he would pay but if he was honest, embarrassing Sentinel infront of his men was one hundred perfect worth it.

The collar around his neck tightened each time a violent shock surged though it. His body stiffened each time as he held his claws tightly in a fist. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction of crying he'd grown used to their punishment.

He found irony in the fact that some of these Autobots were infact worse than some of the Decepticons he knew.

Blurr, who was watching, as much as he was furious at Shockwaves betrayal and cubing him, even he knew this was inhumane.

"Magnus sir, if you continue he won't be able to function and you want Optimus back do you not, to settle the unrest on Cybertron."

Sentinel looked down at Blurr, thumb hovering above the button, considering ignoring his words, but decided to listen.

"You should be thankful, Shockwave. Blurr Prime here is not as vindictive as I am, or I would keep going until your processor left you a drooling mess. I expect results, or it will be his neck on the line."

"You can't threaten me with him, or do you not recall I attempted to terminate him."

Shockwave spat back at him.

"With your track record, Shockwave, you would have made sure he was dead, despite your fraction, that is one lie you can not deceive me with."

Sentinel answered, looking smug.

Shockwaves antennas twitched as he focused on Sentinel, his light red pupil a slit, there was something monstrous about him in the way he stood still and stared, something you might see in a horror movie that you see in the shadows after you've watched it and it lingers late at night, he enjoyed watching this creatures ego swirl down the drain as he continued to stare.

"Blurr... was simply smart enough to pose in a way that would keep his spark safe, I told the autobots to put him in waste disposal."

He'd handed it to his most nosiest secretary, the one he knew would always look for extra energon snacks in his drawers when he was Longarm and out of the office.

Because he knew they'd want to discover what it was, to see if there was anything worth keeping in it.

His plan had obviously worked.

As Blurr was now here as a Prime.

He tilted his head in a way that only added to the eldritch feel about him.

"What drivel do you come up with, do you really want Optimus back or are you only doing this to silence your people?"

He observed Sentinel, his hand seemed to always touch upon his hip anytime Optimus was mentioned.

Knowing now Optimus was made of both War frame and Civilian CNA he was coming to the conclusion that Sentinel knew to and was holding it over him.

"Are you hoping he'll tell you how great you are and willingly come to your-"

This time the voltage was even higher, you could see the tendrils of electricity going between his antlers making him slouch as he fell to his knees.

His voice blown for now , only as static.

"You're not here to talk Decepticon! You're here to work , now get moving!"

He left the auditorium grumbling about how he hated Decepticons and once he was done with all of this he might just mount Shockwaves head to his wall.

Blurr...as much as he hate to admit it. Knew the secretary that he'd been handed to and was aware they couldn't keep their nose out of anything.

It didn't mean he forgave him, but it did make him wonder why.

Wheeljack came over and helped Shockwave to his feet.

"You see why now?"

Shockwave stared at him a moment and nodded.

He took up a data pad and wrote on it.

'But we can make it so he can communicate, at least it'll look like progress.'

Wheeljack deleted the message.

"Yes, brilliant suggestion, that might just work."

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From the comic Megatron Origin.

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Optronix was currently sitting alone on top of the Ark, resting his back against the volcano, the day had certainly been interesting, he and Optimus had a stern talking to by the medic for destroying the bathroom.

He'd been amused by the fact that Optimus had been the one to break out into laughter like he was a young student at the academy, the look on Ratchets face was priceless, it was a reminder that Optimus was still one of them in spite of his status.

Good let them have that wake up call.

Folding his arms he couldn't help but sigh, where was Soundwave to berate him for making such a mess, no doubt the Decepticon would have told him off.

Looking side to side he pressed the comm button on the side of his ear finial after getting the number from Ratchet, he was kicking himself for never getting their numbers...then again he didn't expect to be at the Autobots either.

Soundwave stared at the number that was coming through, it'd already been 24 hours since he'd last seen Orion, the sequence didn't consist of usual Cybertronian coding so that must mean it had to be him, didn't it....didn't it???

Picking up , he held still expecting to hear his voice on the other end.

He was currently in a meeting with Starscream and Megatron as well as the constructicons , talking about how they were going forward with their plan as permission to use the desert had been given.

Megatron motioned for Soundwave to put it on speaker.

"State your designation and business."

Soundwave said calmly after all there was no assurance that this was Orion calling, he'd also done as he was told, he had kept his hands firmly away from his 'equipment' while Orion was away.

"Ohh hello to you to darling."

Despite the voice change, they knew it was definitely still him, it matched his speech patterns of sarcasm.

"What happened to you, your voice is different, I assumed at first that was due to you calling me through Ratchets intercom."

Optronix looked at his claws, while he was acting nonchalant, he was genuinely happy to hear him.

"Oh you know this little thing called a Unicron singularity, I'm sure you're aware of them, such as the moments when you see two seekers coloured exactly like Starscream and that one time you briefly had the Autobot symbol when you and others were trapped in that crave for a short time."

Now that had their attention, leaning forward as Soundwave tried to remain calm.

"I see, so what else changed?"

"Besides my paint job and wanting to kill most of them unless they have something good to offer, not much...Brawn really thought he had a chance it was hilarious , I straight up laughed in his face, grubby little thing thinks all it takes is strength to impress a bot of my stature....mmm however Optimus is a perfect mix of both, smart, strong, handsome-"

"Yes, we get it, you think Optimus is attractive, stop thinking of yourself and-"

Megatron's jaw dropped and silenced Soundwave from going on a jealous tangent.

"Did you really frag yourself???"

"I did, we destroyed the bathroom...ooooo that mech was hungry, and he's so naughty to, like you would not believe, it took him fourteen overloads before he finally settled down, I can practically still feel both of those spikes even now."

He gave a wicked smile, having a small bet with himself they didn't know that.

"TWO!"

It was Starscream's turn to screech, wings fluttering.

Honestly Megatron couldn't even be mad at Star the crown under his helm was trying not to immediately expand in surprise.

(Oh hell yes he has that flower looking look under that fucking helm because fuck logic and reason. )

Soundwave cleared his throat.

"I believe he was calling me, not the rest of you for a gossip."

He stood up abruptly and left the room, putting it so only he could hear Orion.

"Please do not tell me you picked my number to call and spill the tea on the autobot leader."

Now that it was just them, Optronix sighed, the glee and attitude fading.

"Despite my changes, my thoughts still linger on you, I missed your voice, I wanted you to tell me off for destroying the bathroom...but the moment has passed because you were fragging idiot enough to put me on speaker."

Soundwave thunked his head on the wall, Orion had specifically called him , because he'd wanted to talk to him and of course be blew it by letting everyone else in on the conversation.

"How is it, you're the one who's crawled under my plating and buried yourself like some parasite, that twists and turns in my processor Soundwave?"

Optronix leaned his head back, looking up at the orange and yellow skies as birds flew overhead, Soundwave wasn't answering because he was afraid right now he'd say something really stupid, and have him hang up on him.

A part of him wanted to reach through the intercom and bring him back right here.

"I can't stay long on the call incase someone catches me talking to you, but considering you know everything that goes on , on the ship. When I was with Blitzwing he offered me a few energon treats, one of them was blue, I kept it safe under my berth wrapped up. Could you pass it on to the mystery mech, the one that usually blindfolds me, they're his favourite."

Soundwave was quietly thumping at the wall, it was him, he was the mystery mech and Orion had listened to him and what he liked, he was going to combust, he was in Orions thoughts even when Orion was with others, the amount of sheer smugness he felt at that.

He had to ask.

"Even when you were with Prime, did you think of that mech?"

"Soundwave, I wouldn't be alive if they both took me, I would have overloaded to death, I just hope he won't be disappointed that my node is like this toxic glowing green now."

Optronix laughed, shaking his head.

"I'm sure he won't mind, despite the colour I can't see why it wouldn't taste the same."

Soundwave reassured him, screaming inside that he wanted to explore every new inch of Pax.

Keeping calm was becoming more of a battle.

"You make a good point, alright you dumbaft, I can't stick around some of the Bots here want my attention, well Jazz does, wants to show me some fancy human places or something I don't know...and Soundwave, I think I'm right, they only get-"

There was a voice calling for Optronix that could be heard in the background

"Shit gotta go fucker, see you around."

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Optronix would DEFINITELY wanna leave lipstick marks on Jazz

Where everyone could see or one particular ring of lipstick around a certain area 🍆 ;3 xD

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Some parts were a right pain, the shadow made it really hard to see some of the purple parts ;w; like when I built Nemesis

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Who would valvedom: Optronix or Jazz?

🤔 I think that would depend totally on my mood at the time. But I'm definitely open to switch.

Jazz could definitely frag his brains out but I funny enough see Jazz as being super considerate as a top and checking in a lot ♥️

But I think that depends on the frantic level of my thoughts at the time or if I'm just chilling and writing at the time ^^

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Why do I feel like Jazz would be one of those people that unironically says, "Hey, babygirl~"

Because he WOULD and Optronix is gonna be like

Am I BLUSHING 😳

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B3 with TFA Optimus

I feel like I made it look more cursed than seductive lol.

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