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THE EXCHANGE HAS ARRIVED!!!

Rules!

1. Respond to this post with fanfic requests - you can make up to three requests (the comments shall be screened).
1a. Use the following format when posting requests:
Continuity:
Characters/Pairing:
Prompt/Premise:
Preferred Rating:
2. On November 26rd, I will put all of the requests in a single post. (NOTE: You can still make requests in this post after November 26rd, and I will simply add it to the new post).
3. To fill a request, simply write the ficlet and respond with it on the next post, indicating which request you are filling.
4. If your request is filled, please feel free to respond to the person who wrote your ficlet! There's no point in anonymity when the request is filled. =)
4. You can fill as many requests as you like!
5. No ficlet should be longer than 1,000 words.
6. I urge you to write at least one fic if you make requests, but of course I cannot force you. ;-)
7. This will end on January 2, 2011 to cover everyone's winter holidays and bring in the new year with style. :D


Prizes!

this year, the winner gets a copy of the DW edition graphic novel of Transformers: War Within Vol. 1. (should you already have it, something else can be worked out after the exchange is over)

second place will get a set of two home made pillow cases, crafted from Bayverse fabric. (should you want other fabric, i'm happy to make something else, but you'd have to buy it as there isn't any currently on the domestic market, much to my sadness.)



Here are the requests, and all are numbered. If you want to fill a request, just respond in the comments with the number in the subject. Remember, all the ficlets should be posted in the comments of this post.

More than one person can fill a request, because it's interesting to see how people take each one. ;)

Remember, try to keep it to 1,000 words. If you can't, it's okay - I'll be lenient. But just try. ;)

Like last year, you may also continue to make requests at the original request post until the exchange closes on January 1.

have fun, everyone! i look forward to seeing what you come up with!



1. Continuity: TFA
Pairing: Prowl/Optimus
Prompt: Avalanche
Preferred Rating: Any

2. Continuity: G1
Pairing: Vortex/Blast Off
Prompt: mistaken identity
Preferred Rating: Any

3. Continuity: Any
Characters: Any Gestalt
Prompt: one of us is missing!
Preferred Rating: Any

4. Continuity: IDW
Characters/Pairing: Drift/Perceptor
Prompt/Premise: Drunk and horny.
Preferred Rating: Any will do.

5. Continuity: Any
Characters/Pairing: Slingshot/Silverbolt
Prompt/Premise: Embarrassed to ask.
Preferred Rating: Higher the better.

6. Continuity: Any.
Characters/Pairing: Thundercracker/Skywarp
Prompt/Premise: In this together.
Preferred Rating: Any.

7. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Jazz centric. Anyone else is fine too. ^^
Prompt/Premise: The lyrics of this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Qlz_Y4R4ok&ob=av3e I'd prefer if it was more of a comfort fic rather than straight up romantic, but I'm not picky. ^^ (here's a link to just the lyrics if that's more helpful http://www.metrolyrics.com/in-the-dark-lyrics-dj-tiesto.html)
Preferred Rating: It doesn't matter to me. ^

8. Continuity: Animated
Characters/Pairing: Rodimus/Ultra Magnus
Prompt/Premise: The taste of last summer (could have angst)
Preferred Rating: Can be T or R, either one a responder is willing to do.

9. Continuity: Animated
Characters/Pairing: Optimus/Bumblebee
Prompt: It happens suddenly/ Hologram
Preferred Rating: Any. Either adorable, or pornalicious.

10. Continuity: Generation 1
Characters/Pairing: Swindle/First Aid
Prompt/Premise: It was with some measured amount of horror that Swindle realized that First Aid was more important to him than money was or could ever be.
Preferred Rating: Any or all

11. Continuity: Generation 1
Characters/Pairing: Ironhide/Beachcomber
Prompt/Premise: I bet nobody's ever made dirty jokes around/about Beachcomber before.
Preferred Rating: Any or all

12. Continuity: Bayverse
Characters/Pairing: Jazz/Bumblebee
Prompt/Premise: Back up on Cybertron, pre-movie, copious amounts of fluff and love. No angsting about the end of the movie please.
Preferred Rating: Any or all

13. Continuity: Beast Wars
Characters/Pairing: Dinobot/Rattrap
Prompt/Premise: "Come not between the dragon and his wrath."
Preferred Rating: Any

14. Continuity: Animated
Characters/Pairing: Swindle & Dirge (or as a pairing)
Prompt/Premise: All or nothing
Preferred Rating: Any

15. Continuity: WFC (game version)
Characters/Pairing: Sideswipe
Prompt/Premise: If only you could see me now.
Preferred Rating: Any

16. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Jazz/Starscream
Prompt/Premise: "This wasn't what I had in mind..."
Preferred Rating: Any

17. Continuity: Shattered Glass
Characters/Pairing: Prime/Starscream
Prompt/Premise: "You scream so beautifully."
Preferred Rating: R/NC-17

18. Continuity: War for Cybertron
Characters/Pairing: Megatron/Orion Pax
Prompt/Premise: "I could teach you so much..."
Preferred Rating: Any

19. Continuity: War for Cybertron
Characters/Pairing: Optimus Prime, Ratchet
Prompt/Premise: We've know each other all this time and I hardly know you.
Preferred Rating: any

20. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Arcee/Hot Rod/Springer
Prompt/Premise: Hello stranger
Preferred Rating: R/NC-17

21. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Perceptor/Blaster
Prompt/Premise: Methods of communication
Preferred Rating: G

22. Continuity: TFA
Characters/Pairing: Blurr/Bumblebee
Prompt/Premise: Sometimes slow is better
Preferred Rating: any

23. Continuity: movie
Characters/Pairing: Ratchet/Optimus Prime
Prompt/Premise: This won't hurt...much
Preferred Rating: any

24. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Hound/Trailbreaker/Mirage
Prompt/Premise: I thought you told him...
Preferred Rating: any

25. Continuity: TFA
Characters/Pairing: Lockdown, Yoketron
Prompt/Premise: Ghosts
Preferred Rating: PG? Not picky.

26. Continuity: TFA
Characters/Pairing: Shockwave
Prompt/Premise: triumph!
Preferred Rating: no pref

27. Continuity: G1 or Bayverse
Characters/Pairing: Soundwave/Megatron
Prompt/Premise: "When I'm bored I send vibrations in your direction / through the satellite mind." ~Satellite Mind
Preferred Rating: Any

28. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Tracks/Blaster
Prompt/Premise: Radar Love
Preferred Rating: Any

29. Continuity: TFA
Characters/Pairing: Glyph and other(s)
Prompt/Premise: A call to tech support line regarding device received as gift.
Preferred Rating: PG-13 (or younger audiences)

30. Continuity: TFA or movie
Characters/Pairing: Scalpel, plus at least two others
Prompt/Premise: A possibly corrupted retelling of The Gift of the Magi with Scalpel removing and retaining the parts others surrender in order to obtain the gifts they want to give.
Preferred Rating: Mature for surgical details (or tamer, if you like)

31. Continuity: G1
Characters/Pairing: Optimus/Prowl
Prompt/Premise: I couldn't do this without you.
Preferred Rating: Any

ETA: also, i've been asked to provide links to the previous two years' prompts so people can continue to work on those. (a late gift is still a gift, after all!) fortunately, last year i had them all on the same list, and those can be found here. should you write for any of those prompts, please copy and include the header in your reply here.)

17. Shattered Glass Prime/Starscream

Date: 2010-11-30 06:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bruised-skin.livejournal.com
"AAAAAAGH!" Starscream shrieked and writhed underneath Prime. Sometimes Optimus just loved being the leader, the one who got to take care of little upstarts like Starscream. Starscream, the one that seemed to wholly respect his leader, even perhaps admire him, even love him, but Optimus knew differently, he knew that deep inside Starscream was a hatred as bright as any Autobot's. He would have made a good servant, if, Prime weren't about to kill him slowly and painfully. He had simply caused too much trouble for the Autobots for the Prime to let him live, even as a slave or prisoner of war.

He knew Starscream's inner self because he'd had Red Alert hack into his memory files and he was now playing them in front of his prisoner, every sour thought about Megatron was now being played around this very room. Starscream's scratchy inner voice low and crackly with rage. Starscream squirmed underneath Prime, crying out every time his inner self gave voice to his true feelings to the entire room. Prime knew it was tearing Starscream apart, the mech had fought against these kinds of thoughts, had been disgusted at his own true emotions.

"You have the thoughts of an Autobot," Prime purred in Starscream's audio, biting the delicate plating that covered it. Crushing the little mechanisms between his teeth and making Starscream shriek once again. The audio was a very delicate and tender piece of equipment, and Prime knew exactly where it hurt the most.

The memory played: "Everytime he touches me, it burns, I don't want his hands on me, he's disgusting, and a leader that lets his mechs keep dying. If there were some way for me to become leader… perhaps overthrow or even kill- no, I cannot be thinking this way! Megatron is the absolute leader, his orders are paramount, the Decepticon code rejects the way I am thinking. Leadership of the Decepticons is done the honorable way, not the easy way. And oh it would be so easy. I have the knowledge, I could make it look like his energon had been poisoned and who would poison the great Megatron. Certainly not Starscream his loyal second-in-command."-

"Stop!!!" Starscream yelled energon leaking from his ruptured audio, "Please don't do this to me, just kill me!"

"But I'm having so much fun." Optimus murmured moving his sharp teeth to Starscream's main energy line now, and neatly piercing it, watching the energon seep out, more and more of it until the berth was covered in it, and by the time self-repair had closed the hole, Starscreams blue optics were a deep azure, dim and flickering from the lack of energy.

"Here," Prime lifted up a canister of energon to Starscream who drank it greedily despite his better judgement, he needed energy to escape, to tell Megatron the information he had learned from Red Alert's sloppy job on his hack. Why was Red Alert's job so sloppy? It was almost as if the Autobot didn't care what he learned. At that moment a sharp pain, almost like a knife, shot through his tanks and his optics widened as he realized-

"Yes," Prime said, "Just like you've fantasized so many times about doing to Megatron, I've poisoned the energon I just gave you. It's our most potent brew, only used to kill traitors when we don't want to do the job ourselves. You see, it melts their systems from the inside out and is extremely painful. I've already taken your wings from you, your freedom, and we already know you're dirty inside, having those naughty thoughts, so now we'll thoroughly corrupt you from the inside out until you're as dirty on the outside as you are on the inside.

The last thing Starscream saw before a wave of pain crashed over him was the image of himself projected on the wall, his memory file, showing him smiling brightly with Megatron's arm thrown around his shoulders, both had energon smeared on them, a successful battle then… yes. "We've won," he slurred deliriously and heard the door close and lock as Prime left him alone to die, lost in better days, better memories, when he didn't mind Megatron's touch, when he had been wholly loyal...when...

1. TFA Optimus/Prowl Avalanche

Date: 2010-11-30 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bruised-skin.livejournal.com
Optimus and Prowl were driving down a side road to get back to the base from a training session when they both heard a rumble from somewhere above them, Prowl knew what it was, but he didn't know how to react to something like this, "Speed up Optimus!" He yelled "It's an avalanche!" But before either of them could speed up even a little bit dirt and rock tumbled down covering and burying them both underneath.

Optimus couldn't move, and he was trapped in his vehicle form, his audios were covered by dirt and everything sounded muffled, except for the rumbles that were continuing as the avalanche moved further down the road. The sensors that were his optics were covered as well and all he could see was darkness. A sharp piece of rock pierced his side and he wondered how Prowl was doing with all of this. He was smaller and a little more fragile when it came to physical damage than Optimus was.

He was relieved to find that his comm still worked, even under these circumstances with the earth rumbling and stirring all around him. ::Prowl?:: he asked, and then asked again, his voice growing a little more frantic when he got no response. ::Prowl!:: He yelled feeling the earth close around him and become more confining, he was beginning to feel trapped and alone in this predicament when Prowl's voice came woozily and full of static over the comm.

::Optimus, I'm fine, just a little squished here.:: Immediately Optimus' panic faded a little at the sound of Prowl's voice. He tried to move and only got more rumbles of dirt around him and more of it in his audio. It was going to be a pain to remove when he got back to base. IF they got back to base, he'd heard rumors back on Cybertron about bridge repairers getting trapped underneath rock somehow, and how they were never retrieved. He couldn't bear the thought of being trapped like this forever, or at least until his energy ran out and he fell into a recharge that he wouldn't wake up from. ::Prowl?:: he asked again,

::I'm here::

::Are we going to get out of here?::

A chuckle over the comm, ::Don't worry Optimus, If our teammates don't follow our signal the humans will dig us out soon. They don't like having their roads blocked by dirt.::

::Oh,:: Optimus felt silly now, but he was still trapped, and he still felt confined. Then almost as if Prowl had read his mind, or somehow sensed his remaining discomfort said;

::It'll be all right Optimus. We're going to get out of this situation soon, all you need to do is be patient.:: A long pause and just as Optimus was going to comm Prowl again, his calm voice came over the comm. ::Have I ever told you how much I admire you Optimus?:: Prowl's voice sounded almost shy now.

::No.:: Optimus admitted, ::In fact I always thought you didn't like me very much::

::Well, maybe I disliked you a little at first, but that wasn't YOUR fault, it was just the situation I was in at the time that I really didn't like. But as we grew as a team, and grew as individuals from our experiences with the Decepticons I found myself respecting you more and more, until that respect turned to admiration.:: Another pause. ::And that admiration turned to adoration::

If Optimus had a mouth at the moment it would be gaping in astonishment, then he chuckled over the comm.

::What's so funny?:: Prowl said his voice getting a little sour.

::Not you!:: Optimus said quickly, ::Just the fact that you're telling me this NOW, when we're buried under possibly a few tons of dirt. When I have to way to respond other than with words. Let's just say that the admiration,:: it was his turn to pause, ::and yes, the adoration, are returned in kind.::

::Oh.:: It was Prowl's turn to chuckle and Optimus shifted as he realized that this was the first time he'd heard Prowl laugh. Then he realized that his discomfort and panic were gone and his spark was actually full of contentment.

::Prowl?::

::Yes?::

::Thanks::

::It's not a problem at all, I've been meaning to tell you for a while now. And well… this seemed the most appropriate time at the moment.:: Another laugh and Optimus settled in his position in the dirt and waited for the rescue that eventually came.

1. Prowl/Prime TFA

Date: 2010-12-03 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com
1. Prowl/Prime TFA: Avalanche (http://mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com/34527.html#cutid1)
Edited Date: 2010-12-07 03:51 am (UTC)

6. Skywarp/Thundercracker

Date: 2010-12-03 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/__wilderness__/
Title: United (http://wildernesstales.livejournal.com/88022.html)
Rating: PG-13, it’s all vague
Series: G1
Pairings: Thundercracker/Skywarp
Summary: Skywarp joins the Decepticons. Thundercracker isn’t so sure…
Warnings: Vague references to interfacing.
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] tfic_contest 2010 holiday ficlet exchange. Prompt was ‘in this together’. And I wanted to make my asterisks dirty (http://community.livejournal.com/tf_speedwriting/208067.html) like [livejournal.com profile] caia_comica’s, but it didn’t quite work.
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.



7. TFA Prowl and Optimus

Date: 2010-12-06 11:33 pm (UTC)
lady_katana4544: (Default)
From: [personal profile] lady_katana4544
Premise/Prompt comes from the 2009 ficlet exchange thread.

Reviving A Lost Spark

21 G1 Blaster/Perceptor

Date: 2010-12-07 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com
Methods of Communication (http://mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com/34619.html#cutid1)
Edited Date: 2010-12-07 03:48 am (UTC)

6. Thundercracker/Skywarp; In This Together 1/2

Date: 2010-12-07 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] odd-stick.livejournal.com
Continuity: TFAnimated
Rating: G

“Quit whimpering!”

Skywarp clapped his servos over his trembling lipplates, optics bright and shimmering as he cowered from Thundercracker’s upraised fist. Another whimpering whine tried to worm its way between his claws, but Skywarp curled in on himself and swallowed the terrified sob.

A deep and exasperated sigh exploded from Thundercracker as he sneered down at the other clone. How could this worthless, cowardly fool be related to one as powerful and brave as he? He rapped his knuckles once on the bowed helm in warning before resuming his pacing. Each time he turned and got a glimpse of the dark seeker his frustration grew. They needed to figure out how to get back to civilization and out of the vastness of space.

The troubling implications that came with the thought of flying all the way back through unfamiliar space and with no supplies were multiplied by the kernel of worry that wormed its way further and further into his processor as he thought of Skywarp. The coward was worthless and would only hold him back, possibly leading them both to deactivation, but one as incredible and magnificent as himself couldn’t leave such a pathetic creature to fend for itself, it would be a dishonorable act to do so.

Thundercracker spun on his pede and stomped back over to the other seeker. Skywarp had relaxed from his trembling huddle and was distracting himself. Squatting in the dirt like a newly sparked protoform, Skywarp was dragging his claw through the dirt, scribbling random bits of code and what Thundercracker was surprised to realize was a fairly good depiction of a seeker in flight. Kicking up a small cloud of dust in Skywarp’s face and over his scribbles brought a measure of satisfaction, but the flash of anger in the coward’s optics drew Thundercracker up short.

Internally shaking himself, Thundercracker bared his denta at the still crouched seeker. “Stop dawdling. We’ve wasted enough time.”

Any spark of defiance that had shown itself in Skywarp was quickly engulfed by his anxiety. “We’ve wasted too much time! We’re going to starve! We’re going to shut down slowly and painfully until all that’s left his our graying frames,” he nearly bawled as he hugged himself. Huddled over his drawings in the dirt, Skywarp whispered, “What‘re we going to do?”

Thundercracker bent and hauled the morose seeker up to his pedes. If the wretch would stand up straight instead of cowering, they’d be the same height, Thundercracker realized. The two of them could be a powerful force if they banded together, fought and survived as one. He was amazing enough by himself, but if he could beat some sense and a back strut into his clone then the two of them would be unstoppable.

6. Thundercracker/Skywarp; In This Together 2/2

Date: 2010-12-07 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] odd-stick.livejournal.com
He let go of the trembling shoulder in his grasp and moved his claws to cup Skywarp’s face. The dark seeker’s optics were flickering in his nervousness. “Skywarp,” Thundercracker said, the arrogant tone gone from his voice for once, “We’re going to fly away from this hunk of space rock and we’re going to find our way home. We’re going to be okay.”

“No we’re not! We’re going to be lost out here forever. Do you know how many stars there are in the sky? Any one of them could be Earth or Cybertron!”

“Sshh!” Thundercracker hissed, placing a sharp claw on Skywarp’s lipplates. “I’ve got a plan. We’re going to follow that little Autobot’s trail all the way back to Cybertron. That’s what we’re going to do and that is all you need to focus on right now. Don’t worry about anything or anyone else but me. I’m going to take care of you.”

Since he didn’t want to risk angering his clone again, Skywarp carefully nodding, mindful of the deadly claws resting so delicately against his faceplates. Thundercracker nodded in turn and patted Skywarp’s cheek a bit too hard before turning away. “Let’s get started.”

Doubts, worries, and fears surged forth in Skywarp’s processor, but he focused on what Thundercracker had said, even if not all of it was communicated out loud. They were in this together; Thundercracker wouldn’t abandon him to the dark loneliness of space. Focusing on that mantra, Skywarp took a few running steps before leaping into the air and flew as close to Thundercracker as the other seeker would allow.

The possibility of meeting a horrible and painful demise was still very likely, but Skywarp just kept reminding himself that he wasn’t alone and that Thundercracker would protect him. No matter what much Skywarp grated on Thundercracker’s nerves, or how terrifying Skywarp found the other seeker at times, he knew that in the end, they were in this together. Thundercracker was just too arrogant and stubborn to have it any other way now that he’d made his decision, and Skywarp was fine with that.

10. TFA Ratchet/Arcee

Date: 2010-12-12 03:25 am (UTC)
lady_katana4544: (Default)
From: [personal profile] lady_katana4544
Premise/Prompt comes from the 2009 exchange thread.

We'll Be Your Anchor

4. Drift/Perceptor

Date: 2011-01-02 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com
4. IDW Drift and Perceptor (http://mirage-shinkiro.livejournal.com/35174.html)

04. IDW Drift/Perceptor Drunk and Horny

Date: 2011-01-03 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] niyazi-a.livejournal.com
Someone else has already filled it, but...here it is again: Drift/Perceptor drunk and horny.

Shadows of Garrus-9 (http://community.livejournal.com/shadow_vector/84563.html)
Edited Date: 2011-01-03 03:12 pm (UTC)

06, TFA Skywarp/Thundercracker (908 words)

Date: 2011-01-03 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] niyazi-a.livejournal.com
Starscream, Thundercracker thought, sourly, would have to go. It was clear he had sent—sentenced!—Thundercracker to this pitiful humiliation he called ‘team building’ because he recognized the threat Thundercracker represented to his own ego.

Well, the others had been similarly sentenced to this degrading exercise, but only Thundercracker had been paired with Skywarp. The only way Skywarp would be useful was if this obstacle course had some sort of whimper-contest. Scream-off.
The only thing Skywarp did superlatively well was snivel. And be useless. While Thundercracker was…superlative in every way. Well, every way that mattered. Skywarp could excel in wussdom. Except for right now, when it was directly impacting not only Thundercracker’s ambition but the Awesome Spectacle of his Magnificent Presence as well.

Still, he wished he had someone less…embarrassing with him. Sunstorm, ideally, a mech who clearly recognized Thundercracker’s excellence. Or Dirge, who was…unsightly, but his greed gave him a certain competitive drive that Thundercracker could really have made use of right now. Even Slipstream had to be better. Being tied to her…could be interesting.

Focus, Thundercracker! The objective was to retrieve some ‘golden disk’ from somewhere in the tunnel system dug under the crashed ship on the moon. Which meant it was dark and filled with the scuttling sounds of retreating lunaspiders and the dry unpleasant brush of their damaged webs and the clink of their thrusters against the ice…and Skywarp’s gibbering. Apparently, lunaspiders, the dark, and slipping on ice were three of his greatest fears.

“I see light ahead,” Thundercracker said. His superior, keen intellect told him that must be this golden disk.

“L-l-light?” Skywarp’s talons clutched around him, turning his head from side to side, trying to peer over Thundercracker’s shoulder. “Phosphorescent death worms! Dangerous radioactivity! I-i-I hear serial killers like their slaughter rooms to be well-lit!”

Right. First step, when Thundercracker takes over? No more human television for Skywarp. Probably a good idea to have no TV, period, because if he had to hear Dirge whining about how they desperately needed a Slap-Chop one more time, someone was going to get himself slap-chopped.

“It’s the golden disk,” Thundercracker snapped. “It has to be.” Because fortune favored the bold, and fate extended its hand to the worthy, and Thundercracker was both bold and worthy. And, devastatingly handsome.

“Th-the golden disk?” The quivering against him grew in amplitude. “That sounds…terrifying!”

No, it didn’t. It sounded the exact opposite of terrifying, and for a klik Thundercracker almost thought he’d got stuck with Ramjet.
“It’s what we’re here for, you gibbering moron,” he snapped. “It means we’ve won.”

If they could actually get their hands on it. But the opening was too small for their combined bulk. Frag. He’d have to bend his leaderly intellect to this new challenge. Devious and clever, just as he’d expect from Starscream. But he was Thundercracker! Devious and clever were in his very programming! Even to the point of ‘cunningly devious’ and ‘fiendishly clever’! Starscream’s wit was no match for his own.
He just needed time, and silence, and a non-fear-vibrating moment of peace.

“B-but I’m afraid of success!”

“You’d better be more afraid of me!” Thundercracker roared, twisting, trying to smack the black jet behind him.

Re: 06, TFA Skywarp/Thundercracker (908 words)

Date: 2011-01-03 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] niyazi-a.livejournal.com
“AAAAAAHHHHhhhhhaaaaaaaahhhhAAAAAHHHH!!” Skywarp made an unholy amount of sound, which amplified as it startled a few wary lunaspiders from their perches, plopping to the ground in terrified globs of fur and legs. And then….*POP*, and the bonds around Thundercracker’s heroic and virile chassis went slack, and Skywarp rematerialized, clinging to Thundercracker’s helm. The black jet hypervented against him.

“Thundercracker! Lunaspiders! Thundercracker! Lunaspiders!”

“Get off me, you faulty diode,” Thundercracker’s voice was muffled against Skywarp’s cockpit.

“Eep!” Skywarp jumped back, falling flat on his pointy aft on the stone ground.

“Get up,” Thundercracker said, wiping his face. Just in case Skywarp’s...Skywarp-ness was contagious. Or otherwise marred his looks. No. Everything felt all right. Optics? Glowing with command. Helm? Sleek and leaderly. Chin? Heroically jutting. “Or do I need to list all the scary things that are on the ground? Germs? Lunaspider cooties?”

Skywarp bounced to his feet, then twitched from one foot to the other, staring fearfully into the darkness at the ground.

Thundercracker rolled his optics. They caught sight of the feeble golden glow from the crevice in the stone. Wait a klik! He pushed forward. Yes! There it was! The golden disk, sitting flat on the floor in a hollowed out chamber. The only problem was that there was no way wide enough to allow even the passage of one jet.

But of a teleporting jet? A sly, wickedly handsome smile curved over his shapely mouth. It was definitely a test of his leaderly intellect, having to deal with Skywarp. Which meant…he thought, suddenly, that Starscream liked him best! Why else give him such a glorious chance to prove his mettle?

“Skywarp!” he said, planting his hands on his hips. “Finally, I have a use for you! And don’t even tell me you fear being useful!”

“Y-yes, Thundercracker.” By the way Skywarp wrung his hands, Thundercracker could tell that his assessment was spot on. OF COURSE! As if he needed confirmation of his rightness.

He grabbed Skywarp by one wing, pushing him toward the crevice. “You’re going to…’pop’ in there and get that golden disk and bring it back to me.

“I-I am?”

“You are. Unless,” and Thundercracker allowed a commanding amount of Dark Menace in his voice, “you want me to really give you something to be afraid of.”


25. The Box, Lockdown, Yoketron.

Date: 2011-01-15 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thousanth.livejournal.com
Title: The Box (http://community.livejournal.com/walkonfire/21199.html)
Verse: TF:A
Characters: Lockdown, Yoketron
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1,050 (Sorry! Just a snippet over - I tried! D:)
Summary & Notes: Lockdown has no regrets, and he certainly doesn't believe he ought to either.

20. Arcee/Hot Rod/Springer - Hello Stranger

Date: 2011-01-27 05:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/__wilderness__/
Title: Welcome Home (http://wildernesstales.livejournal.com/98850.html)
Rating: NC17 (or as close as it can get)
Series: G1
Pairings: Arcee/Hot Rod/Springer
Summary: Hot Rod gets sent on a mission with the Wreckers, leaving Arcee all alone. But when they reunite…
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] tfic_contest 2010 holiday ficlet exchange. Prompt was ‘Hello stranger’.
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
Edited Date: 2011-01-27 05:37 pm (UTC)

23. Movie 09 - Optimus Prime/Ratchet

Date: 2011-01-30 01:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashion.livejournal.com
Title: Unchanged
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ratchet/Optimus Prime
Series: Movie 09
Warnings: fluff, angst
Prompt/Challenge: No 23: This won't hurt...much
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers… but I can dream…

(can never seem to get hot links to work EVER on LJ so this is all i got) http://ashion.livejournal.com/10747.html#cutid1
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/__wilderness__/
Title: Intentions (http://wildernesstales.livejournal.com/99347.html) Rating: PG-13
Series: Movieverse
Pairings: Ratchet/Optimus Prime/Ironhide
Summary: Ratchet has Optimus in his medbay. And although Ironhide thinks he’s taking advantage of the situation, he’s not. Yet.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the [livejournal.com profile] tfic_contest 2010 holiday ficlet exchange. Prompt was ‘this won’t hurt… much’. Yeah… so Ironhide decided he wanted in on the action too, sorry about that prompter.
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.

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