#human jazz

[my-anndreamer]

Jazz was very proud that his children had his curls, although he understood that the responsibility for taking care of them would fall on his shoulders, since Prowl already takes care of his hair XD

[foxtherad]

What are the working theories about these robot things? Ghosts? Aliens? Some new type of creature?

Prowl is convinced that the creatures they encountered are aliens, and Jazz believes they're some sort of ghost. Jazz doesn't really believe in aliens.

Blaster isn't really sure what they are, but one of them called him Dad for some reason.

[ihavetheh1ghground]

When the cruelty of art block descends upon my hippocampus and amygdala, I turn to mine muse of old.

Time lapse:

[foxisconfused]

humanformers jazz design!!

[csavii]

Some doodles from @keferon Portal Au :)

[sock-has-rock]

Quick doodles for Private Life (JAZZ PROWL YURI??!!! OMG) (do I tag @therightatriumoftheheart ?)

GUYS! Go read this!!!! It's so good!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Side tangent: I spent so long trying to work out what I wanted to draw JAZZ hair but ended up giving her a semi mullet with the sides pinned down and the top pushed forward like a really short pompador. Plus she needs her audible horns puffed out top. The glasses were difficult tho. I cannot draw glasses istg. Also I wanted her to have fun earrings so she gets sunflowers!

[cozzzynook]

More Human and Mer Jazzprowl

As the weeks went on and the aquarium's guest began to slowly heal Jazz found himself becoming even busier than before. Normally he would helping out with the penguins or seals but since Prowl's arrival he was solely on mer orca duty. For most people working with mers would send shivers down their spines but Jazz isn't like them in fact he was thrilled.

"I got you something" Jazz held up a small waterproof bag. He would adjust his wetsuit before sitting down on the rim of the tank. "its nothing grand but it should keep your mind busy" He then pulled out a rubix cube.

Prowl slowly swam over a intrigued look on his face. He then lightly poked at the cube in Jazz's hands before taking it. Inspecting it further he began to move the colourful squares. "Hmm, what's the purpose of such a thing?" He then returned his gaze back to Jazz.

"Its a puzzle" Jazz then smiled wide as he watched Prowl's brows furrowed in confusion. "Try and get all the colours to match on wide side" He then reached over turning one section of the cube making a yellow square match with another.

"I see" Prowl let out a soft hum quickly getting to work on the puzzle. It remined him of the different tools they would use to hunt down fish, or the silly toys they would make out of drift wood as pups. Suddenly a deep pain would jab itself in his heart forcing the mer back with a wince and making him drop the cube into the water.

Quickly diving into the water Jazz swam over and began checking over Prowl. Shit, maybe the painkillers weren't strong enough. He'll have to ask Blaster to double the dose in the fish next time. "Hey easy big guy, its alright" He then placed his hand on Prowl's cheek. "Its okay. What hurts, is it your wound?"

Taking a few sharp breaths the bubbling anxiety slowly began to melt away. After a couple of long minuets Prowl began to speak. "I'm fine just...bad memories" He then leaned into Jazz's touch. How come this one human had such a calming effect on him? He then reached out placing his own clawed hand onto the man's hoping to keep him there longer.

Jazz just sighed as swam a littler closer. Part of him knew that mers were social creatures, so its no wonder why Prowl felt so alone and scared. Still he was no mer, he can't comfort him the way he wanted too even now he felt helpless as he watched Prowl bury his face into his hand. "You know I'm here for you, even if its just for a little while"

"Thank you"

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Over the next few days Prowl felt like a shell of himself. So much so that he hardly ate and just spent his days laying at the bottom of his tank. He could tell the vets were worried about him, he hadn't felt this low since his exile. A memory he would like forget. Rolling over on his side Prowl would bury face into his arms. Even after all these years why did his heart still ache so deeply?

A light splash would draw Prowl's eyes away from the smooth floor. He would watch as half a fish slowly sank to the bottom of the tank. Despite the temping scent of fresh meat, Prowl could hardly find the strength to move. Still hunger dug away at his stomach forcing him to blanky stare, fangs slowly bareing.

Another ripple and before he knew it he was dashing towards the source. Predatory instincts drove him to survive despite, his weakened and depressed state. Quickly he snatched up the shape causing the ripples, before he could bite down on the wiggling figure something would force its self into his maw.

Sputtering in surprise Prowl tried to cough up whatever was in his mouth only to realise it tasted like fresh fish. "W-what?" Did he get tricked?

"Phew, that was close" Blaster grumbled as he pulled himself out and back to the surface. "I thought he was going to rip out my throat for a second" He would quickly glance behind him before re-joining the group of staff safely back on land,

"Still did we have to trick him like that Ratchet?" Jazz then turned to look at the vet. He would rather like to have Prow eat on his own. But they where running out of options if they wanted to keep him at a healthy weight.

Ratchet just sighed. "His depressive spiral is likely caused by the lack of pod members. Sadly there's not much we can do about that. But if we can trigger Prowl's hunting instincts it might just do the trick" He then turned to look back at Jazz. "You were the last person to be with him Jazz. Did anything stand out to you before this incident?"

"Just that he seemed to be reliving bad memories..." Still he wished he could do more.

"I see, well I'll continue to monitor for now. In the meantime try and keep him relaxed" Ratchet then wrote down a few notes. "Maybe after a little more time he'll open us to us"

"I hope you're right, Ratchet"

-😊 (Sorry if I sent this in twice. I've been so excited to finish this little story for you!)

Awwww thank you for sharing!!! I enjoyed this!

[emilixthefox]

Cyber Angle Prowl x Human Jazz AU

new Ideal, Prowl's door wings have been stuck in my head.

I also like thinking of Prowl with white hair and red bangs. And a big red bow on the back of his hair.