bayverse Prowl *Prowl stands outside his shed, admiring all the hard work he's been doing fixing it. The roof now has no holes and he's managed to find some scrap metal to weld over the breaks in the walls. He's also procured some of the same crystals the mechs at the shack discovered, and has poked some small ones into the tinier holes in his walls, hoping to incite some growth out of them using...
Softest Touch Location : Fanfic.net Continuity : Transformers Bayverse Pairing : Jazz/Prowl Rating : NC-17 for Mech/Mech Summary : Bayverse. Jazz/Prowl. Sticky. Since coming to Earth, Prowl has had more difficulties adjusting to Jazz's recovery than anyone expected, including Prowl himself. Could be taken as a prolog to ' Walking with Glass ' if you want to.
Title: Dance in the Dark Pairing/Characters: Prowl/Jazz Prompt: Leave Me Alone Rating: lets say R for sensitive topics Warnings: human femslash (kissing mostly), mentions of sex and prostitution Summary: Jazz disguises herself as one of Amsterdam’s famous “window-girls”, under the watchful eye of Prowl. Resides in the same 'verse as Don't Lie To Me As far as Prowl was concerned...
I blame vejiraziel and this picture for me joining the 10_orders comm and coming out with this fic. Title: Nightly Rituals Pairing/Characters: Prowl/Jazz Prompt: Don’t Lie To Me Rating: lets say R for nekkie females Warnings: human femslash Summary: Prowl and Jazz wrap up the tail end of an undercover investigation. This is a bit of crack/AU, as you will see... Not...
*Jazz was using the rain as an excuse to take a catnap, as some people would say. So he's taken over Prowl's berth in the other mech's den and is recharging there to the soothing sound of raindrops hitting the roof and Prowl moving about here and there in the shack. Or he's tried to recharge. Cybertronians don't dream, but Jazz's subconscious mind has fit to feed him all sorts of gruesome images of...
Title: Playground Logic (Part 4) Rating: PG Series: Bayverse, 2007 & 2009 compliant, slight AU Characters: Prowl/Jazz, Annabelle, ensemble Summary: Sometimes, the answer to that question that's been niggling at you for vorns can be given by a creature only knee-high. Sam, Mikaela and Annabelle talk life, and Prowl listens. A drawn out battle on this field was simply unpalatable...
*Stopped in his tracks from the breeze blowing across his plating.* What in Primus... *looking out at the green garden in front of him, having just left Slingshot and Skydive in the rec room of Autobot... She just as bold and has just as much strength of heart/spark as any autobot. *face plate warms a little* She is also a top notched pilot as well. *looks around* Could someone tell me where I am
[G1 Prowl] *After a very special night he wakes up slowly to the blissful silence of the dorm area in Serenade Lounge's backroom. His optics light up slowly while his systems boot up after a much needed and pleasant recharge. After a moment or two, he finally wakes up fully and looks at the mech sleeping next to him, unable to hold back a content smile at the sight of his very peacefully sleeping...
This is... almost surreal. It feels like I've been waiting for this day for most of my life, and now that it's finally here... I dunno what t'think. Prowl and I bond tonight... I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't a bit nervous about it. Not 'cause I'm havin' second thoughts, but more like I'm a li'l afraid of lettin' him down. Silly I know... probably the nerves talkin'... Gah!!! Stop bein' a wuss, Jazz...
Ahh... home sweet home... It's good t'be back in Serenade. She may not be the Ark I'm used to, but she's become quite the home t'me and Prowl... maybe even more of a home than the Ark was. I've missed her... *he's finishing up giving the last table-top a polish with a rag and stops to look around the Lounge... The bonding ceremony is in a couple of days, and he and Prowl are working hard to get the...
