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Faceless bureaucracy and data

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Transformers. Proper design of counterfactuals. Probably also some other obsessions. Avatar picture by red--thedragon (now bitegore). Header image by citrus-art-and-life, after megatron-fucks' Deleted Scenes fics. She/her.  Considerably over 25
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Would you like to talk about our sacred angel?

Those eyes, like a shimmering ruby, burn through the body, his features are so attractive, you want to kiss from the top of his head to his graceful chin.

A neck in all universes of perfect length, wire by wire beckoning to be touched. To nuzzle with lips, to lick, to bite lightly, to pull and kiss again.

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this doesn't really fit for the meme, but an addition to 'pre-war i like to think Anode was running cons to get by' i also believe is that she and starscream, also running cons, once ran across each other because they were both trying to run one on the same target and they had a truly looney tunes ass six months trying to each sabotage the other. i think that would be so so funny and good ngl

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Shortstack to Brickhouse

Jazz had endless fun making Orion run after him before the war. Unfortunately for him, Optimus has taken it upon himself to pay back the vorns of runs through Iacon.

(This is going to be part one for a series methinks. We shall see.)

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"There's a bar this way that I enjoy. Best engex in Iacon." Orion, looking more than a little winded, huffed as he all but sprinted to keep up with Jazz's strides. The archivist's vents flared as he ran along, his fans running on their highest setting in an attempt to follow Jazz along the purposefully convoluted path.

Any potential guilt he might have felt for forcing the far shorter mech to tail him was smothered behind amusement. Orion hardly left the archives, and when he did leave, he usually just took the train. Jazz's logic was simple. He took his bestie for a walk in order to get him to move for once, and in return, said bestie got a treat at the end of the trip.

"How far is it?" Orion managed to choke out a question in-between frantic venting. The poor mech hardly reached Jazz's hips. Every step Jazz took was four or five to the smaller bot, a fact that he found eternally amusing during their outings.

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