#tarnma

Thinking about Tarn writing a perfume scented love letter to Pharma. I feel like Tarn is the type of person to write love letters on fancy stationery and scent them with perfume. Meanwhile, I feel like Pharma wouldn’t even own perfume and just grabs an antibacterial hand spray to mist the paper cause Tarn wants to do these cheesy letter exchanges, but Tarn would smell it and love it anyway and be all “it smells just like Pharma~” with heart eyes (aka it smells like hospital lmao)

Need a Tarnma fic where Pharma (sparked and in hiding from both bots and cons) is being hunted (persued✨) by the DJD because Tarn is too into his blackmail jet and is too pussy to admit he fell for a bot who might also have cheated on him with the other subpar medics of Delphi (delicious delicious misunderstandings) (it will give Tarn extra complexes about himself) so now Pharma is being chased across the galaxy by one of the most feared group of decepticons while trying not to feel too sick and bloated and tired from having his spark energy being siphoned to the one percenter newspark growing in his sparkchamber

Tarnma works so well for wife chasing crematorium AUs, it’s just that Tarn would look so good on his knees begging for forgiveness