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Jazz is a small-time criminal broker. Against his better judgment, he agrees to fence a stolen tactical computer, but instead of a fancy mod, that ‘computer’ turns out to be a beautiful, amnesiac Praxian.
Jazz may be a criminal, but he’s got limits, and mecha trafficking is one of them. He frees the captive Praxian and embarks on a quest to help the mech regain his memory.
It won’t be easy. The mech’s kidnappers aren’t happy their prize was stolen, and looming overhead is the spectre of whoever commissioned that tactical computer, and their unknown intentions for its bearer.
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“Why do I feel like I’m getting a check up?” Drift laughs a little drily. “I’m really okay, just having one of those days. You know.” He gives another experimental tug on Ratchet’s hand.
“Maybe you better spell it out for me,” Ratchet insists stubbornly.
Drift rolls his optics. “I’m horny, Ratchet. I’m not dying.”
Ratchet hums. “I think you’re having a heat.”
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21 Nov 2025
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Desk Slut by Polyhexian
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
02 Jul 2022
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"I'm on duty, you know."
"Mmhm." Vortex draped himself around the back of First Aid's chair, hands idly playing with his chest plating while he nibbled at his audial.
"You're going to get me in trouble again."Bookmarked by Aurify
15 Nov 2025
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The Kind You Clean Up with a Mop and Bucket by neveralarch
Fandoms: The Transformers (Cartoon Generation One)
31 Jan 2022
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Vortex and First Aid have some fun and ruin some washracks.
Inspired by this perfect tweet: pet play but the pet is pretending to be an illegally kept alligator living in a bathtub
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15 Nov 2025
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Point Last Known by Eremji
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One)
06 Nov 2025
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The Acid Rain first comes into view through the central cockpit window as a small blot of shadow against a background of faded starlight, a black patch rendered between the stars well before the shuttle's exterior cameras pick up any useful detail. Slowly, the hulk of metal resolves into a monument to Functionist hubris, the flat side emblazoned with the same gilded sigil of Primus the old Senate used to plaster on churches and bombs alike.
After the war, routine has taken hold of First Aid's life: repairing damaged mechs, reconstruction of medical facilities, and an unwelcome involvement in politics. First Aid's function periodically takes him away from Cybertron to deliver medical supplies and training to Cybertronian colonies.
A chance encounter en route to Cybertron will change First Aid's life forever.