so TK made me a gift!! it's just shadow saying hehehhehe or something like that...love it
here it is
lol thanks bro
Snacktime at the Office.SNACKTIME AT THE OFFICE
*WARNING: CONTAINS SOFT VORE*
Shockwave was hungry. Very hungry. In his guise as Longarm Prime, he was now in his office, "working" on some case files.
His fuel tanks groaned loudly, complaining from lack of food. Grimacing, he rubbed his empty fuel tanks and sighed.
Longarm looked up from his "work", to see Blurr, his one secret crush, had entered, bearing a tray of snacks. It was Cliffjumper's day off, so Blurr had taken his place.
The Prime positively drooled at the sight. Soft curves on a minibot gave Shockwave severe nosebleeds. And Blurr would definitely help him out, due to past incidents where the "Head of Cybertron Intel" had treated him as an equal.
Longarm decided he would do it now. "Say, Blurr.....would you mind helping me with something?"
"Would you mind closing the door and helping me with some paperwork? I'm struggling a litte and would be most helpful.........."
[Here is where we go, "Oh no.....Blurr, don't listen
SWxBlurr Godformers-Art TradeTitle: Catch the Wind
Plot: Blurr is tired of suitors proposing to him.
Warning: Some fluff and probably OOC
He was beginning to get sick and tired of this. Every single day someone would come to his temple and ask him to be his or her mate. Why they couldn't understand the meaning of the word no?!.He guessed it was how Starscream had put it; suitors think 'No' mean 'Yes' and 'Get Lost' means 'Take me, I'm yours'...
Blurr had had enough.He needed to get rid of the suitors somehow. After a few days of thinking,Blurr had thought of the perfect plan. He decided to share this plan with Bumblebee, his long-time best friend and cous
Maka's New Roommate
Pairing: AsuraXMaka (crack ftw)
Warning: Extreme OOC, pantslessness, shirtlessness, pantslessness and shirtlessness, shitty writing, a lot of fucking swears, extreme stupidity, and my failure of an attempt to write romance.
At least there's no OCs.
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah yadda yadda
Meet Maka Albarn.
Hardworking, bookworm Maka Albarn. The number one student in all of Shibusen with grades high enough to make even the most coked out druggie say, "Damn. That's high." This certain scythe meister took pride in her above average grades. If she was to follow in her mother's footsteps, then she must attain the perfect grades her mother had as well! And so she pursued this harrowing task by studying like a mad man for each and every test to ever be given ever in her lifetime.
Except for the huge test tomorrow that counts for half of the year's grade.
And so our lovely heroine is currently
"Years have past. So many years, that I hardly remember a time before you... a time before us. We are older, faster, stronger, and for some, taller. Sometimes wiser, but not even close to being as wise as we could be, as we need to be. But that's alright, because every day I learn new things, and I learn them because of you. You are my light, my inspiration, and my world. Without you I am nothing, and with you I will never fall again."
Tsubaki was in the kitchen making lunch when Black Star walked in puffing slightly with a sweat rag over one shoulder. He had been working out for most of the day and was just going to take a short break for lunch. He sat down with a thump and sat back contentedly. He watched his partner as she busied herself with preparing the meal. When she was done, she turned and plopped two plates of delicate sandwiches onto the table (Black Star's portion was three times the size of hers) and smiled,