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Sacred Sensei8:40 PM 5/13/2009
Okie so I actually started writing this in my math class...cause I was bored 8D God I hate that class D< Anyway...to clear things up this will be AU (I guess) basically in this version of TFA Yoketron didn't die when all the protoforms were taken. He was just seriously hurt, but taken to a medic quickly so he didn't offline X3
Anyway so yea since Yoketron is alive in this fic Prowl and Jazz come to see him, they bring Nightflash along as well since he's a young teenager and needs guidance, plus he's always wanted to meet Yoketron >w< So there ya go! BTW there's implied slash between Jazz and Prowl <3
Anyway...FIC TIEM NAO 8D
Nightflash visibly trembled as he, Jazz and Prowl stood in front of the huge wooden doors, which led into the famous dojo. The young mech looked back at his two friends and stammered, "I-I don't think I-I'm ready for t-this." Two hands settled on a purple shoulder; one cool and steady, the ot
Treats for a Mother8:03 PM 5/8/2009
Mother's Daaaaay 8D Well since my good friend, Yodana, wrote this cute drabble for Mother's Day I decided to do one of my own >w<
So first things first; Freefall is 7 and Nightflash is 3 (in human years of course). And just in case you guys haven't read Yodana's drabble Skywarp birthed Freefall, so 'Warp is like his mother, whereas Blurr had Nightflash, so Blurr is like a mother to him. Ya hope that makes sense XD
Anyway! On with it~!
Treats for a Mother
It was the day before Mother's Day and Freefall and Nightflash were having a hard time thinking of ways they could show their appreciation to their respective mother's.
"W-What about dhose c-candy fhings dat y-you like, Fweefall?" Nightflash asked. Freefall blinked as he processed the question then quickly sprung to his feet. A huge smile graced his white face as he exclaimed, "That's it, 'Flash! I know mom and dad LOVE those yummy truffles!"
Nightflash giggled, happy to he
Brotherhood8:39 AM 4/13/2009
Drabble after Nightflash is born (which he's still not born yet in the RP XD) and Freefall sleeps with him in his little crib~ Cuteness ensues and everyone dies 8D JK! XDD Btw just as a bit of back round information, Freefall wishes for a little brother on his fifth birthday (which is coming up) and so Blurr and Skywarp get busy (hehehe >3) and thus Nightflash is born! This would be sometime after Nightflash is already born so hes old enough to the point where he can barely just use baby talk X3 Anywaaay on with it >3<
Freefall was so glad to finally have a little brother to play with! Of course Nightflash was still too young to really do much but eat and sleep, but still Freefall spent as much time as he could with his little brother.
The sapphire seeker was so amazed at how unbelievably tiny Nightflash was compared to him and many times he feared that Nightflash would break if he so much as held him wron
The Chapter of Amethyst prt211:11 PM 5/10/2009
Okie here's the second chappy and this time Nightflash is interacting with Optimus's team ;3 Hope you guys enjoy >3<
In this chapter Nightflash is around 1 - 2 years old still pretty young but he's speaking somewhat now
The Chapter of Amethyst
Bulkhead / Nightflash
Nightflash had never once feared the green giant that was known as Bulkhead. He was always eager to be picked up and held in the safety of someone's arms. Bulkhead's arms were huge, warm and inviting; even if he didn't have the proper servos Nightflash didn't care.
The two mechs, one tiny the other massive, sat on the couch together. Bulkhead had the small violet bot held up close to his enormous chassis, stroking Nightflash's back gently. A soft whine emitted from Nightflash's vocalizer as he squirmed around until he was lying on his back in the green mech's hand.
"Comfy, little guy?" Bulkhead asked with a smile. H
The Chapter of Amethyst prt310:27 PM 5/19/2009
Ffffff forgive my lateness and fail again D: I couldn't find any decent prompts I wanted to use for Nightflash's interactions with the seekers X_X So I finally picked up my dictionary and just flipped thru pages until I found a word that stood out to me
Again 'Flash is 1 - 2 years old (human years), so he can speak somewhat X33
The Chapter of Amethyst
Thundercracker / Nightflash
As being a part of Starscream, Thundercracker had gained most of his vain nature and not to mention his temper. He was quick to anger and slow to pacify. But it was hard to stay irritated with the young purple sparkling. Those adorable cerulean optics would always peer up at him in the most pathetically cute way, all shy and fearful of the shouts that hid just behind Thundercracker's teeth.
Those same optics looking at him in that way now...Even though Nightflash had accidently spilled his energon all
The Chapter of Amethyst prt11:01 PM 4/29/2009
All righty, sorry for the lateness but I finally kicked my aft into gear and decided I should get to writing drabbles with mine and Yodana's newly born sparkling, Nightflash :3 These will be just like the Freefall ones, but all the prompts are different since lol I didn't want to use the same prompts and sound repetitive
Anyway in here Nightflash's age ranges from newborn to about one-year-old >3< Annnd enough of my rambling on with the cuteness!
The Chapter of Amethyst
Blurr / Skywarp / Nightflash
Nightflash was such an easy sparkling to take care of. He was very quiet and hardly ever fussed, unless something or someone frightened him. The little purple mech was a happy and cautious sparkling, most of the time.
Now that this was their second time at having a sparkling, Blurr and Skywarp were much more confident. One day Blurr had been researching
Freefall's Sparkling Book ch410:56 AM 5/11/2009
Yuuuus 8D I finally decided to kick my lazy aft into gear and write another chapter of Freefall's Sparkling Book >3< Of course in this chapter he's about 5 (in human years) like in mine and Yodana's RP ;D He's already gotten kidnapped by Megatron but isn't friends with Lugnut and Blitzy like in the RP. He'll be encountering the Decepticons now >D
Freefall's Sparkling Book
Megatron / Freefall / bad touch
Freefall squirmed as rough hands grabbed at him, denting his little wings in the process. He cried out as those large fingers pinched his small wings and his optics shuttered tightly. It hurt...everything hurt.
"Stop! P-Please stop!" The small flier shouted. A sharp, sadistic grin spread across the hulking tyrant's face. He pulled Freefall up close to his face and hissed, "If you obey me I'll stop." The blue seeker struggled and wailed, little white claws trying to rake down Megatron's arms. This touch...i
What's After Life?10:53 PM 5/23/2009
While talking to Yodana after we both watched TFA Endgame prt2 (and after we cried and raged about the ending and Prowl's death) she brought up something that really made me think. Yodana said that her only consolation about Prowl's death was that he was finally reunited with Yoketron <3
So in honor of that beautiful, amazing ninjabot we all know and love this fic is dedicated to Prowl. It shows my take on how he would feel on dying and what he experiences in the after life. Also the context can be taken as slashy or not. You choose.
What's After Life?
Dying did not hurt as much as I thought it should, rather it was a creeping numbness that stole the life from my joints. That numbness spread through my chassis and up to my head, until soon all I could see was an endless stretch of black. It was neither cold nor warm in that space. I felt as though I floated there for all eternity, as though I had always been here.
The Tales Of Moewarp Part 48/29/08
This is another installment of Moewarp (Skywarp) drabbles :3 I really was intending to do a Girlscream one but I don't know her real name D8 And forgive me if these prompts are a little lame, couldn't come up with anything X_x
The Tales Of Moewarp Part 4
Skywarp / Starscream / favorite
"You've always been my favorite, 'Warp~" The said purple seeker looked up at Starscream with awe clear in his red optics.
"R-Really?" He stammered, snuggling closer to his fellow seeker's chassis. Starscream smiled at him, petting his helm fondly as he pressed a kiss to Skywarp cheek.
"Always~" He purred.
Skywarp / Sunstorm (Suckupscream) / compliment
Honestly out of all his brothers Skywarp could say he truly liked two of them. The first was Starscream and second was Sunstorm. Where as Starscream gave him unconditional love and affectionate, (of course not in front of everybody, but that was okay) Sunstorm would lavish him wi
Babysit 9Read Author's Note
The Autobot stopped, gestured Ratchet to stay put, and disappeared. Holding a deeply recharging Perceptor, Ratchet listen to the mechs retreating footsteps. Mirage had quickly run through what had happened so far.
Garn had picked up the Directors transmission and had attempted to end it. One thing lead to another and Garn was hopefully in the Pit. Mirages group (Ratchets rescue party) was distracting Avon until the trio was able to get out.
Mirage reappeared, startling Ratchet. Ok, we have a clear shot, but we need to keep quiet. Do you think .
Right, right, do you think hell stay in recharge?
Im saying yes, but hell be quiet if he does wake up.
Mirage nodded and crouched forward, Ratchet right behind him. The entered, what Ratchet presumed, the storage room. Boxes and creates were piled high allowing the two mechs to hide easily. They reached
Babysit 8Perceptor was scared no, not scared, terrified. He didnt know what was going on. First his moms gone, then Ratchet is hurt and now this mech is back and wont leave him alone. Perceptor was trembling, but he didnt dare make a sound. The mech holding him smiled and stroked Perceptors helm.
Calm down little one, youll be fine.
Meanie . The mech forcefully yanked another wire but didnt pull it out. Perceptor whimpered, unable to do anything else, moving closer to the mech.
Good sparkling, dont talk back.
The dark hallway opened up to another dark room. Perceptor was forced into a chair, energon bonds tied to his wrists and legs. He whimpered and struggled, receiving another painful yank to the wire.
Sir, transmission coming in.
Good, put it threw.
There was a few seconds of static, then the picture cleared. The screen showed a somber looking mech. His helm was
Babysit 5Ratchet knew Perceptor had a curious spark, but his intelligence was another story. Whenever Perceptor meet someone new, he'd gesture for paper and pen. Ratchet asked why, Perceptor would merely say "Movement." Apparently, Perceptor could tell a mech's personality by their gestures to get the material. Ratchet, for example, was authoritative but didn't forcefully yank that pad away so he was also in charge so no one would disagree with him. Perceptor wouldn't talk a lot for the fact he would listen and pick up words easier than any sparkling (thankfully for Ratchet, none of them had been curse). But Perceptor's vocal wasn't fully developed, so he could only say three to four words total.
"Ratchet treat!" Perceptor, being carried, reached towards an energon stand.
"Alright, alright, we'll get something. But, we're sharing."
They sat down, Perceptor in Ratchet's lap, waiting for their ride home. Ratchet would reach in the small bag and hand one small circular energon goodie to Perceptor.
The Squires Tournament Part 1Running through the morning streets of Iaconia, young Bumblebee moved his legs as fast as he could. The sun was just peeping over the tall towers of the city and the young yellow mech almost cried out in fury as the city slowly began to glow with the light of the newly born sun. That blasted femme forgot to wake him up and now he was running late. Really late. He was still munching on his ener-grapes and was polishing his armour with the cloth from his tunic. He squeezed past gossiping maids, jumped over workers and slipped through back alleys. They all scolded him or even laughed but most of them wished him luck.
Today was a very important day.
"I'm gonna win today!" He declared.
"I will become the Prince's Squire!"
He was running so fast he ran straight in the Lord Medic, Ratchet, the royal family's own personal medic. His assitant, Arcee, squeaked with surprise as her master and the young yellow mech fell to the floor along with all the supplies they had just picked up.
"Dam kids! W
No Pets AllowedSummary: Bluestreak has a spark of gold, everyone knows that. That's not always a good thing, though
Characters: Bluestreak, Prowl, Jazz
Ever since Prowl found Bluestreak in a pitiable state back at the Neutral Zone on Cybetron, he had made it his personal goal to train the young one and help him become the mech he was meant to be. He had also meant to treat the particular matter in a professional way, but he had soon realised that that was impossible. In time, Bluestreak had earned a soft spot in the tactician's spark, changing their instructor/ trainee dynamic to that of a mentor/ protégé or rather, as Jazz insisted, that of an older brother watching out for his little brother. Indeed, there were times that he felt he couldn't deny Bluestreak anything, just so he could see the young one smile. Primus knew Bluestreak had already suffered enough.
Still, even Prowl had to set limits.
Stray Chapter 3Megatron woke up, pleased that the first thing he saw was the pretty yellow cat still lying under him. He was sleeping soundly, his body rising and falling with every breathe he took. He licked the small cats head, causing the fur there to spike up.
Taking the time to get a really good look at the cat, Megatron realized how skinny he was. He could even see his ribs sticking out a little bit making him wonder when the last time he ate was.
Poor thing, Megatron thought giving him another lick.
Realizing he was a bit hungry himself Megatron got up, being careful not to wake the cat, then went to go find food for them. Before he left be pushed some large boxes in front of the door of the room in case his new pet tried to escape. Megatron just hoped he would be okay until he got back.
Bumblebee woke up a while later, wondering where Megatron was and why his head was wet.
Ewww, Bumblebee wailed when he realized it was drool, rubbing his head agai
A new Friendship EpilougeMay waited patiently on the front step of her house. Everything had calmed down since the incident and May had been to the doctor to check on her shoulder. The doctor had said that she would have some tissue scaring but other then that all that was needed was time to allow her shoulder blade to heel. Replacing the crude sling May's arm was placed in a cast and put into a more efficient sling. Ever since she had gotten home the teen was forced to take it easy and would not be aloud to do any physical activity.
School was back in session and much to her surprise, she was very excited. Grinning, May leaned back and admired the sky. To prepare herself for her future life May had been practicing getting up far earlier in the morning than need be so she would have plenty of time to get to class. The sun was brightly shining in the crisp September sky, gigantic fluffy ivory clouds lazily floated through the air. Wearing a navy sweatshirt and light blue jeans the teen watched as autumn leaves
The Last of the Pure ChIIChapter II : Introduction
Optimus stared down at the data-chips he had been reviewing, dark optics shuttered in exasperation.
Ratchet had held the surviving sparkling in the med-bay since they had found him a few orns ago, not allowing in any mech except First Aid and Wheeljack. Even Optimus himself had been regarded with a fierce glare and a stern dent to the helm from the veteran medic's 'negotiating' wrench.
He fingered the dent pensively, the silence that hung in the warm air of Artemis I so thick you could cut it with an energon blade.
All of his Autobot troops had stopped by his office at one point or another, questioning the gallant leader about the whereabouts of the last sparkling. Is Ratchet ever going to let us see him? Where was he to go? Was he even still alive?
Optimus had contacted Ultra Magnus after the discovery of the tiny sparkling, updating him with the details of the search. It was decided that since there were no sparklings left, save Bumblebee,
TFA: You Can Never EscapeTitle: You Can Never Escape
Characters: Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Bulkhead and MONSTER Bumblebee
Summary: Halloween brings more than painful memories for Optimus; it’s the time of the year where the dead walk.
Optimus sat bolt upright, optics wide and pale.
For a few moments, he felt disorientated, unsure of where he was. That scream still rang in his meta, not helping the nightmare to fade. After a few moments, he registered that it was not real, and the whole thing had been just, another, terrible memory purge.
Groaning, he leant back against the wall, rubbing his optics. What he wouldn’t give for a few cycles of decent recharge, where his dreams weren’t filled with death and...
No, it was too horrible; he didn’t want to think about it.
Getting up, he moved out of his sleeping chamber and into his office. It was still strange, even after nearly a year, to walk into this office. Ultra Magnus’ old office, then of course,
Hand in the Cookie Jar9:38 AM 5/27/2009
Lol okie I was inspired to write this piece of funny because of a picture that I'll show you all at the end XD Thanks as always to my wonderful wifey who keeps inspiring me >3< This is for youuuuu~! <33
Hand in the Cookie Jar
"F-Freefall, we shouldn't b-be doing this."
"Don't worry so much, 'Flash. It'll be fine."
"Y-Yea but...b-but what if someone w-walks in?"
"We'll just run then. Now hush."
The two young mechs whipped their heads around to see their parents standing in the door way, frowns on their faces. They had been caught. Freefall pulled a handful of energon cookies out of the jar and grabbed his brother's hand as he cried, "Run'Flashrun!" Nightflash and Freefall ran from the room, laughing and shrieking as their parents chased after them.
"Putallthosecookiesback!" Blurr shouted as he sprinted after his two speedy children.
Ultra Magnus and Sentinel roll
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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