Current Residence: Canada
Favourite genre of music: Mix
Favourite cartoon character: Yugi Atem Jaden
Personal Quote: Be proud of who you are!
GiftsPairing: TFP Megatron/Smokescreen/Soundwave
Details/Themes: Courting attempts, love triangle
Requested by Skyress98
The feeling of the air rushing past his frame was still present even after he was grounded. That was an experience he was never going to forget. Plus there was some brashness left over from how he also out flew Megatron skydiving. At one point though, he thought he heard the tyrant laugh and speak his name tauntingly which considering he had just robbed him seemed unlikely. But that didn’t matter now. He had the Omega Keys and the Decepticons were weeping keyless. Smokescreen: two! Decepticons: zero!
A few days had passed from his daring escape and so far, nada on Con movement. They were probably still upset by their loss. Within that time, Optimus had approved for him to go back to scouting though he checked in every other five minutes with concern it seemed. To get away from the base and the hassles of dealing
RespectPairing: Bayverse Bumblebee/Drift
Requested by SparkySparkfire
Drift swore he had never dealt with someone as spirited and feisty as Bumblebee. The scout was hell on wheels, never could get him to stand still and meditate. That was what he liked about the Camaro. As Deadlock, he loved challenges. To push himself to combat another’s intellect, speed, and mortality was what he strived to do until he switched to the Autobot side and learned to channel his untamable nature. Bumblebee was like another version of his younger self.
He watched as the scout hit the training dummy with the ferocity of a cyber-cat. Nimble yet cunning and powerful. Each blow interested the samurai more on the fighting style of the mech. There were still rough edges in his technique but the kid had spark, he could tell. No doubt training to be the next Autobot Leader at this rate since Optimus was practically his father figure and mos
High Ho HellraisersPairing: Bayverse Ironhide/Crosshairs
Details/Themes: Romance in war; physiological torture of a NEST member
Requested by LadyOfTheIsle
As the bullets flew…their bullets mostly, Ironhide twirled Crosshairs around with one arm blissfully but never keeping his optics off his lover. Even in battle, Crosshairs looked stunning as he fired upon the opposing Decepticon force with a cocky grin. How he managed to hit targets so perfectly while being moved by the weapons specialist was amazing in its own right. Beautiful was all he could describe his mech. When all the chaos ended and the last Decepticon hit the asphalt with a thud, both Autobots continued to rotate around dreamily before Ironhide jerked the unpredictable mech up to meet his lips.
Crosshairs swooned, shooting a few rounds into the air ceremoniously. They both shared an obsession with guns, especially the large fusion cannons Ironhide just so happened to be adorned with. They