Hi Fang! (If itβs okay to call you that nickname.) I have a request for you to try out.
May I request HCs of Jazz from Transformers Generation One with a Human![Reader] [PLATONIC] [Gender Neutral] whoβs actually from the future?
[Reader] is from 20XX and somehow traveled to the past, back in the 1980s. In the meantime, the accidental time traveler stayed with the Autobots until everyone can help sending them back home. While the βBots work, [Reader] become friends with G1 Jazz: talking about the future and showing him different music genres from their era.
β Futuristic Symphony β G1 Jazz & GN Reader β
Genre: Fluff/Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed
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α―α‘£π© Jazz was enthralled with your tale as soon as you said it. The idea of someone from the future intrigued him greatly, and the second Wheeljack set out to find a solution, he began chatting with you
α―α‘£π© He had about a million questions about what the future was like. He wondered of earth began looking more like cybertron, if all the current predictions were accurate, and even if you knew who would eventually win the war
α―α‘£π© After figuring out what you were and weren't aware of, he was amazed when you brought up music. He immediately had so many more questions to ask you, even offering up his own system to test music on
α―α‘£π© He gets deep into the more futuristic jazz genres. Though he comments that he prefers the generation he was exposed to first, he's fascinated by the cultural shift in how the beats sounded
α―α‘£π© Everything you show him of the future, he shows you for his current timelines. He essentially penguin pebbles information to you back and forth to bond with you
α―α‘£π© Once it seems like you're going to be on your way home, Jazz begins listening through his current collection of earth music. Once he's done, he embeds his personal favorites onto a CD to give to you to take back with you
α―α‘£π© He promises to you that the Jazz of your timelines is definitely gonna find you know that he knows you. Bots live for a long time yet, so he's confident he'll be able to see you again. For now, he semi-sadly gives you a sparkfelt farewell as you carry his CD in hand
α―α‘£π© Once you're back home in your own timeline, you at first feel a little saddened by the loss of your friend. You play his CD a few times, hearing all he thought you'd be impressed by. One day, when going out and about, you're approached by a familiar large bot with a blue visor excitedly calling your name
