#skyjazz

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Made a Skyfire :) he and Jazz are getting along so well!

I made a Slipstream also

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Can we get some Skyjazz (Skyfire x Jazz) prompts?

Jazz finds Skyfire’s presence very soothing. The jet being big enough to practically smother him is just a bonus.

Does Jazz know anything about what Skyfire is rambling about? No. Does that mean he’s going to ask Skyfire to stop, especially when he gets so excited over it? Of course not.

Outsider point of view about these two’s relationship. It is probably very lovey-dovey.

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Just realized that I completely forgot to put chapter 1 of Neo Titans in here, so I'll do you one better: Chapters 1 AND 2 of Neo Titans are on AO3 now! :)

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Bad Weather || TF rarepair fest!

"Don'cha ever wanna leave the lab, big guy?" 

Skyfire supposes he should have expected the question, given how long he's been in this lab now. He blinks, staring at the meteorological map the program had put together before him, at the silhouette of the clouds laden with what he could only assume was snow drifting steadily over their area of operation.

"No," he wistfully answers, dragging the screen to look at other, less affected areas. He hears his tiny partner give a soft sigh. "It's more comfortable here." 

"Aw, c'mon, Sky. You're in here a lot. Don't you ever want to see the outside of a lab?" Jazz looks up at him with a pout on his plush, soft dermae, and Skyfire knows he is pouting by the sound of his voice, and he smiles, but he does not look at him. He can't tear his gaze from the sonar, at the raging storm incoming. No escape. It's likely they would all be snowed in—Decepticons, too. No fighting, today, because the war is cruel, and sometimes, it's necessary to embrace the cold. Skyfire can only be grateful that he is not out there. Not again. Not like last time. 

"It's familiar. You're welcome to stay in here and chat with me while I work on some—passion projects." He glances at the Martini Porsche, who pouts up at him still, and Skyfire can't help but grow a bittersweet smile, because his old friend once used to pout like that, the same friend that had, somehow, linked the two of them. Jazz, ever the fervent one, steps closer, attempting to peek up, at the sonar. 

"What're ya lookin' at?" He asks. And Skyfire knows he is not as well versed in science as he is, but bless his little spark for being interested. He smiles softly, still, at the second in command.

"Well, I'm working on an old project from my academy days. It might help us, given the energon shortage, but–" Skyfire sighs softly. "Starscream might have the rest of the recipe. So I'm refining it. But none of my experiments appear to be helping me complete the puzzle." 

Jazz looks up again, more into his face. The shuttle can feel a two-tap against his leg—their agreed upon signal for the Martini Porsche to be lifted up. He leans down, and gently picks the younger bot up. 

"You okay?" Is the first thing he asks, and Skyfire has to smile at him, still, because it has never done him good not to do so. "I know you were torn up, after that last fight." 

Skyfire can feel his smile falter. 

"He was my best friend." The word 'was' stings so unexpectedly hard. "I never wanted things to end the way they did." 

"Aw, Sky." Jazz is so gentle when he gently rubs the apex of Skyfire's knuckle, on his digit, before he is rested on Skyfire's shoulder. "It isn't your fault, you know." 

Isn't it? Sky feels the need to ask. I am the one who got himself frozen. 

"I wanted to do right by him. But I couldn't keep him safe." Skyfire tries to abate the swell and ache of his spark as he reminisces the past, how things used to be, should've been, would've always been if this stupid war never broke out. "And then—" 

The meteorological map switches. The light flickers. The storm is right upon them. He can practically hear the freezing winds, and he shudders. 

"You good?" Jazz asks, and Skyfire doesn't answer initially. He swears it's too cold in there. He swears his HUD flashes again. He swears he can still feel his body locking up. "'s gonna be okay, Sky."

"I wasn't trying to get frozen," Sky softly says, unable to ignore his spark's hurt. "I didn't mean to leave him to get hurt." And he means this. And Jazz knows he means this, even though Sky's faceplates are stolid and his optics are glossy and focused on something or other. Jazz presses a gentle servo into the side of his faceplate, "I promised him." I promised to always follow.

"It ain't your fault, Sky." Jazz softly says to him, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his helm, and both of them know, logically, words alone can't fix this. His friendship is dissolved, disintegrated, for what? A stupid war. A stupid war that took too many things from Starscream. That made problems that Skyfire knows, realistically, he cannot fix on his own, though he is desperate to do so. "Sometimes friendships jus' fall apart."

"But I didn't want this one to fall apart," Sky can't help but find himself saying, in the softest voice, because on the monitor, on the many cameras, he can see the snowfall, the flurries of white, and it brings him back to that blizzard, and all at once, he can't help but want to cry. To comm Star and tell him how sorry he was. To tell him he made a mistake. "We were supposed to become Cybertron's finest scientists together."

"I know, Sky," Jazz murmurs to the shuttle, leaning against him, softly peppering his faceplates and helm in kisses, as if to tell him that it's okay. Because Jazz knows he can never take away that hurt. "I know, baby."

Sky never did understand that term of endearment. But he's never questioned it, because Jazz never questioned him, Jazz always respected his feelings, because Jazz knows how to protect a secret, and Skyfire knows that feelings are better kept put to the side, a secret within a secret. He turns his helm, and presses a soft kiss in response to Jazz's helm.

"I apologize. I'm not a fan of the cold weather. It makes me...nostalgic." he rumbles, keeping his gaze on Jazz, because sometimes he is the perfect distraction, and sometimes Jazz is so comforting, and sometimes he feels far too self indulgent not to look at his pretty partner. Jazz was not trusting of him at first—understandably, no one was—but here he is, now. Able to, willing to, happy to tell him things would be okay, and to pepper his face in kisses. The thought alone is enough to keep him warm.

"Don'cha worry 'bout it," Jazz hums a musical note, one he can immediately recognize as the one Jazz makes when he is content. Skyfire smiles his shy, goofy smile, unable to stop himself from kissing again. "Given the ordeal ya went through, I don't blame ya."

"Thank you." And Skyfire means it when he says that. "I love you."

"Feelin' romantic today, big guy?" Jazz laughs his musical laugh, the one that can make any and all mechs and femmes fall to their knees for. "You're so cute. Love ya too, Sky."

It's been a long time since bad weather didn't make Skyfire nervous. But he doesn't mind or even notice it, now. He presses a soft kiss against Jazz's dermae, soft and gentle and loving, like satin, if only to let Jazz know that he was always safe with him, regardless of bad weather or being cold. Jazz reciprocates eagerly.

Bad weather isn't always so bad, Skyfire reckons. You just need the right person to keep you warm.

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Ouuuuu my fluffye sillyes... Skyjazz will be canon under my dark rule 🫵

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one of my favorite rarepairs that I wanted to recommend is Skyfire/Jetfire and Jazz!!!

my propaganda: They're both so cute and silly and they love learning about Earth and humans! Jazz is probably a little more of a human history enthusiast while Skyfire's more excited to learn about all the little teeny organic animals and plants (humans included) but their overlapping interests bring them together.

Jazz would probably be a little suspicious of Skyfire at first (like most of the autobots) but I think they'd get along like two peas in a pod after they work together for a bit :)

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skywarp x jazz? pls

The capabilities of teleporting are well known to Jazz. Skywarp, however, is the one who knows all the intricacies of messing with others using his ability.

Cat cafe date. Or whatever the Cybertron equivalent is.

Forceful combining will never be pleasant. But it was better than Jazz letting Skywarp run free. And now theres one of them, with two very conflicting directives in their mind, and no faction to go home to- for what autobot would take a decepticon, and what decepticon would take an autobot?

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Having heard of a beast living in the mountains, Jazz sets off to investigate. Sky Lynx is happy to have someone to show off to.