#wfc jazz

Full-Body Doodle Commission for @sorbetlli <33

Thank you for commissioning RAAHH <33 I was allowed to draw who I wanted and it was so fun to draw this version of Jazz AAAA I mixed a bit from the IDW RiD comics (Where he plays in the Oil House) and the WFC design for funzies + more red biolights :D

I have some pics of this handsome bot

Originally posted to FFN a little after the 19th of June, 2017

Simply archiving a writing challenge I did back in 2016 up to 2017 and featuring my favourite writing pieces from each week of the challenge here on Tumblr :]

← Week 44 (KO) – Week 46 (BB) →

Cartoon: Transformers Prime / Robots in Disguise 2015

Characters: Smokescreen, Knock Out, and Bumblebee, with appearances from numerous other characters (even ones not featured in the cartoons)

Synopsis: An Autobot Elite Guard rookie, a Decepticon medic turned Autobot, and an Autobot scout turned warrior turned street cop - three very different bots with a wide range of stories to tell. And we are going to spend the next year exploring said stories through daily-written drabbles, be they angsty, humorous, gut-punching, or just plain odd! Who doesn’t love a challenge? (2016 to 2017)

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Not the Same as Wanting to Stay Alive

"Looking at all those blasters, realizing that there may be no way out, all I could think was..." Bumblebee sighed, rubbing the back of his helm. "'...I don't want to die.'"

He glanced at Jazz and sighed again. "I know, it's stupid, but-"

"I never said it was stupid, 'Bee," Jazz responded. "It's a perfectly understandable reaction."

Bumblebee scoffed. "Yeah, for a coward, maybe."

"'Bee you are not a coward. Cowards just wanna stay alive. The bots who wanna do more with their lives? The bots who don't wanna leave their friends behind? They're the ones who don't wanna die."

Not Fair

"...he's just a kid."

"C'mon, Sides," Sunstreaker muttered. "We of all bots know the world doesn't work like that."

"I know, it's just..." Sideswipe sighed. "He's already been through a lot. Then he stumbles into Megatron's capable servos, and it ain't enough he's been tortured, fraghelm had to take his voice too. You gotta feel sorry for the kid."

A beaker shattered against the wall beside the twins. They turned to see Bumblebee, still sitting on the medical berth, glaring furiously at them.

"Bumblebee, I needed...!" Ratchet cut off with a frustrated growl and turned on the twins. "You two, get out! Now!"

Not Always in Arms

Bumblebee whirred, shaking his helm. *We've been doing target practice for awhile now. How about a race?*

Smokescreen looked taken aback. "A... what?"

*A race,* Bumblebee repeated. *You know, a competition? Whoever covers a set course the fastest wins? A race!*

"Yeah, I know what a race is, I just..." Smokescreen shrugged. "I assumed all of you had the 'training, missions, or bust' kinda mentality. Which is fine-"

*Do you want in or not?*

"Slag yeah!" Smokescreen laughed.

*Great! Follow me!* Bumblebee ran from the training room with Smokescreen at his heels. *Two patrols say I beat you?*

... @maximusod​ sent me the following image and I immediately knew what I had to do: