#jazz x prowl

[pretentiousfork]

my piece for @jazzprowl-zine :3

#transformers #maccadam #jazz #prowl #ratchet #blaster #jazz x prowl

[sashamosu46]

Jazz: You seem very unapproachable

Prowl: And yet here you are, give my stasis cuffs back

Based on this meme:

#transformers #maccadam #jazzprowl #jazz x prowl #tf jazz #autobot jazz #transformers jazz #tf prowl #prowl #transformers prowl #incorrect transformers quotes #incorrect quotes #meme

[viinee]

100% PLATONIC FRIENDS WITH NO ROMANTIC FEELING FOR EACH OTHER WHATSOEVER 👍👍👍 /sarc

I haven't had much time to draw recently but I've been thinking about them so like I HAD to draw them, yk? And don't ask me what version of Prowl and Jazz this is I have no idea it was a mix of G1 plus many designs from IDW, I just rolled with it cause like, wow, they were hard to draw.

#transformers #maccadam #maccadams #transformers maccadam #tf jazz #tf prowl #jazzprowl #jazz x prowl

[that-creature-thing]

I feel like it's been forever since I've done an art! But I finally pumped this out for the Jazz x Prowl challenge hosted by @zombieprowl! I've been wanting to try my hand at isometric art so I decided to make this little AU where Prowl owns a bakery and runs it with his bitlet (I'm leaning on calling her Mira). Jazz has a dance studio down the street and likes to drop by every day! It was pretty much love at 1st sight but neither have had the courage to ask the other on a date yet XD

I'd like to write a companion fic for this someday! Btw the sign says "Praxian Delights" :3

#jazzprowl #jazz x prowl #jazz/prowl #2023 jazzxprowl challenge #transformers #transformers maccadam #maccadam #prowl #transformers prowl #prowljazz #prowlxjazz #transformers jazz #my art #jazz #autobot jazz #autobot prowl

[pasquiart]

Yo Jazz and Prowl what would be your reaction if you both meet your future sparklings? (I can't enough of you two I swear- 😭🙏🤩)

#tfa prowl #tfa jazz #jazzprowl #jazz x prowl #transformers megat #transformers animated #transformers #tfa #mermaid and pirate au #mermaid #sparkling #maccdam #maccadam

[falliay]

#transformers #maccadams #maccadam #jazz #prowl #jazzprowl #jazz x prowl #g1 #idw

[breakitoutwildbreak]

Old art

To this day I still don’t get why JazzProwl is such a popular ship since there aren’t many interactions between them (correct me if I’m wrong) but the fanart got me hooked.

#JazzProwl #Jazz x Prowl #tf #transformers #The gesture was a recent trend when I first drew this #Maccadam #chibiformers #old dumb fanart #マイプロ

[peppiemints]

I've had a Great Gatsby inspired Jazzprowl AU overrunning my brain, so have a Prowl design.

Yes,, Jazz is Gatsby and Prowl is Daisy, and unfortunately they do not get a happy ending either...

Prowl also ends up skipping town with his rich husband to avoid consequences.

#prowl x jazz #jazz x prowl #idw prowl #tf prowl #transformers prowl #transformers #macaddam #maccadams #maccadam #g1 prowl #transformers au #transformers art #tf au #tf gatsby au #No i'm not ignoring the themes of the story #tf jazz #Jazzprowl #My art #peppie's art

[hasmadara]

flirting in public SHAME ON YOU

#jazz #prowl #maccadam #g1 transformers #transformers #my art #jazz x prowl

[puraiuddo]

I have acquired the power of polls so, naturally, I will start discourse

#maccadam #prowl #idw prowl #prowl idw #tf prowl #prowl tf #autobot prowl #jazzprowl #taraprowl #prowldome #prowljazz #mesoprowl #jazz x prowl #prowl x jazz #tarantulas x prowl #prowl x tarantulas #prowl x chromedome #chromedome x prowl #prowlbowl #transformers #purs post #setting this for a week for ultimate mayhem

[minniethemoocherda]

Iridescent: Chapter 17

A/N: Happy Easter!!! Also next update is probably going to be another one-shot so keep an eye out for that! And don't be alarmed if there isn't a new chapter on this fic in three weeks time as it will be a separate story! Xxxxxxxxxx

Ao3

FF.net

Jazz spent the rest of that night in the officers' washracks trying to scrub away the stench of waste and stains of energon.

In the morning, he finally went to see Ratchet who claimed to be lost for words at the fact that he'd somehow been walking around for the past three days with a broken back strut. After proceeding to get yelled at for the next forty-five minutes, Jazz left with a fixed back and ringing audials.

Still, even though Jazz hadn't slept a wink during the night, (what was one more day after staying awake for a week straight?) he didn't regret waiting till the next day to get seen too. If Ratchet had tried to shout at him yesterday, Jazz probably would've stabbed him.

Plus, waiting until the morning to go to the medbay gave Jazz an excuse to check in on a very important patient.

After his examination, he pushed back the curtained of the area that been sectioned off for Bumblebee.

Swaddled in a blanket he looked as small as he had the day they'd rescued him.

Unsuprisigly, Optimus was by his berth side. One servo stroked Bumblebee's helm, the Prime's hand never quite leaving his sparkling's touch.

Optimus didn't even look up as Jazz took a seat besides him. Only the slight nod, of his head acknowledging that someone else was now in the room besides Bumblebee

"How is he?" Jazz asked.

"He is stable." Optimus whispered as though scared that even speaking too loud could accidently cause the unconscious bot further damage. "It was only his throat and jaw that received substantial damage."

"And his voice box?"

Optimus recoiled as though Jazz had just punched him in the face. Jazz watched as his oldest friend took a deep breathe before forcing the next words out of his mouth.

"There was nothing left to fix. And even if there was we would not have had the spare parts to fix it. We will never hear his voice again."

Jazz sunk into the seat. Even though he had been there to witness the event, his brain module still found it hard to process the information.

They both turned their attention back to Bumblebee taking in the the quiet vents of his slumber that mean that he was alive.

With the energon cleaned away, Jazz could now clearly see the extent of the damage for himself. Not only had his throat been ripped off, part of his lower jaw was gone too. Bumblebee was so small that even a dead mech's jaw wouldn't have fit him so instead a miss match of scrap metal had been used to reconstruct it, leaving only a round hole so that he could still drink energon. Jazz didn't doubt that Ratchet had done the best he could. But it didn't change the fact that perhaps the one thing that was worse than never hearing the young scout speak again, was that they would never see him smile.

Jazz couldn't help thinking of everything that had lead to this point. Particularly how he had trained and spared with the young bot growing up, telling himself that it was all in the name of self defence.

"It wasn't your fault." Optimus said because even without the Matrix, he had been one of the few bots able to tell what was on Jazz's mind.

"It wasn't yours either." He told their leader.

Because as Prowl had remined him, Megatron was the one who had done this.

"Megatron has to be stopped." Jazz stated.

"I know." Optimus conceded. Whatever they had been in the past, and frankly Jazz had never wanted to know the details, it was finally over. There was no coming back from this.

That was when for the first time since escaping the Nemeisis, Bumblebee opened his eyes.

Blue light flickered as their optics darted around the room, suddenly widening as they caught something in the shadows that neither of them could see.

Bumblebee thrashed against an imaginary enemy, the machines surrounding him screeching out an alarm as he yanked out the energon drip from his wrist. Optimus leapt to his feet to hold him down but Jazz grabbed him by the shoulder to hold him back.

"Don't." Jazz warned. "Just talk."

Reluctantly Optimus nodded, joining Jazz as they tried their best to soothe Bumblebee down with soft words of reassurance.

Jazz watched as their voices must've have eventually broken through whatever horror Bumblebee was experiencing, as those big blue eyes settled on the bot that he had come to see as his sire.

Bumblebee tried to speak, probably Optimus's name, but all that came out was a static BZZZZZ.

Jazz was powerless to help as Bumblebee clutched his throat, eyes widening once again as he no doubt remembered why he could not talk.

Moments later, he broke down into a fit of static fits, not even able to properly cry.

Jazz finally let go of Optimus's shoulder, letting their Prime lean down to cradle the bot they'd raised into a hug. Bumblebee latched onto him, the claws of his servos digging into the Prime's armour. Not that Optimus appeared to care, as he held his ward's scared face against his spark.

Jazz let the pair be.

The last thing Bumblebee needed right now was for him to be The Fun Uncle.

There was no fun to be had when coming to terms with the fact that your body was broken beyond repair.

Besides, Bumblebee wasn't the only person he owed a visit too today.

It was still early. Most mornings shifts weren't due to start for another hour. But Jazz knew Prowl well enough by now, so he was well aware that the mech would already be up re-reading meeting notes and overanalysing battle plans.

Jazz made his way quickly down the empty corridors to Prowl’s room. He reached up a hand, about to knock on the door when it opened and he had to catch himself from accidently hitting his fellow commander on the chassis.

Immediately Jazz's eyes were drawn to Prowl's wrist. Prowl's self-healing nanites had been hard at work over night and now the crack was barely noticeable. You wouldn't notice it if you weren't looking for it. But Jazz was.

Now Jazz knew that he had done bad things in the name of the greater good and that when this was all over he wouldn't be surprised if Primus condemned him to the pits for it.

But he tried.

He knew what he was capable of and refused to let himself cause harm without a damn good reason.

Injuring Prowl whilst in the middle of a mental breakdown was not a good reason. And he hated himself for it.

"I'm sorry." Jazz said, even though the words felt inadequate for what he wanted to say.

"It doesn't hurt." Prowl reassured him, no doubt having noticed Jazz looking at his wrist.

"That's not the point." Jazz said, his voice coming out as more of a spat than he would usually allow in public. Not that there was much point pretending in front of Prowl anymore when the mech had seen him at his worse.

For once Prowl didn't take the opportunity to argue with him and instead decided to move on to the other cyber-elephant in the room.

"Have you seen Rung?" He asked.

"There's no point." Jazz snorted, his laugh genuine if still slightly bitter. "I already know what's wrong with me."

"But are you doing anything about it?"

Well Jazz had to admit that Prowl had him there. As Jazz struggled to come up with a retort, Prowl continued.

"I don't care if you hate me for telling you this, but you need professional help."

"I know." Jazz couldn't help but sigh. He could feel Prowl's calculating gaze bore into him. The intense look making him feel naked and not in a fun way. At least the bot wasn't looking at him with disgust, or worst pity. Jazz did his best to match his stare. "And I know that you don't care if I hate you but I want you to know that I don’t."

Jazz walked away. The last thing his physical needed today was to hear how much Prowl still despised him. In his haste, he almost missed Prowl's reply.

"I don't hate you either."

#transformers #jazzprowl #optimus prime #bumblebee #jazz #prowl #ratchet #jazz x prowl #prowljazz #transformers jazz #transformers bumblebee #transformers prowl #optimus is bumblebee's dad #bumbelbee is optimus son #transformers rung #rung #mtmte rung #mtmte #megatron

[ny000mdraws]

another short comic. this time jazz x prowl

#transformers #transformers g1 #maccadam #fan comic #g1 jazz #g1 prowl #jazz x prowl #sketch

[sashamosu46]

Turbodogs JazzProwl are communicating

#transformers #transformers g1 #jazzprowl #autobot jazz #tf prowl #prowl #jazz x prowl #transformers generation one #they look like weird dogs i can't- #i can't stop laughing help me #cursed transformers #cursed mid transformation

[porkcracker]

KINKTOBER DAY 1 - MICRO/MACRO

Pairing: Jazz/Prowl Continuity: G1

After Jazz gets accidentally shrunken to the size of Prowls servo, the two have some fun with the new size difference between them.

It had been an accident. One visit to the labs to check on the progress of a prototype weapon later and Jazz found himself in a bit of an odd situation. Sure, the gun was shooting, but it hadn’t been supposed to do what it had done. Nevertheless, intended or not, as it was, Jazz found himself a lot smaller than he had been before. To be more precise, Prowl’s servo small. And as it so happened that was exactly where he found himself after being checked over thoroughly by Ratchet to make sure that he was fine beyond suddenly being servo sized. Luckily he was, there had been a note of odd resistance to what would usually inflict injury, but with nothing else needed from the medbay, Jazz had been picked up by his partner and carried away. 

At first, he had thought that Prowl was carrying him to his own office, then to Prowl’s office and when that had not been the case it had become clear where this was going. As such, the Polyhexian was not surprised, when they entered their shared quarters and Prowl seated himself on their berth. Sitting upright, door wings to the berth top and legs stretched straight ahead, Jazz was placed on his lover's lap rather gently, his small frame covering the plates of Prowl’s interfacing array just so, the position of it all not lost to the servo sized mech. Even more so, the idea of interfacing with his lover like this was rather arousing.

It was a shared secret between the two lovers that even their rather small size difference was arousing to both of them, so really with the sudden drastic increase of size difference between the two of them it was not surprising at all that they ended up in the berth. Perhaps Jazz would have expected a bit more hesitation from Prowl, but it seemed that the reserved mech had discarded any hesitation for the cycle. Something, most likely leading back to the medbay trip just behind them that had assured him that he would not be injuring his much smaller lover, if they got intimate in this state. Still, beyond placing Jazz quite tellingly, Prowl did not do anything further, motivating Jazz to tease his lover.

“Come on Prowler, we both knaw that A’m sittin here fer a reason, so why don’t yer stop thinkin bout whatever yer thinkin bout and focus on tha fun we could be havin, hmm?”, visor bright and a big grin on his faceplate, Jazz ground his own small interfacing panel on the big one he was sitting on. It seemed that his words, or perhaps actions, had drawn Prowl out of whatever stupor he had been in as his helm optics visibly snapped to look at the juncture connecting both of their panels. And then, quicker than Jazz could have reacted, he was picked up in a loose fist wrapped around his middle, pinning his arms to his side. Prowl didn’t lift him a lot, only enough to have him hover over his interfacing panel, but it was enough to have Jazz protest with a “Hey!”. Alas, that changed little as a dark smile grew on Prowls faceplate and his optics dimmed as he tutted at his much smaller lover.

“Now, now, you and your hurrying. I’d much rather take my time with you and well, you’re not really in a position to direct our encounter Jazz. So open your panel and don’t overload.”, where his voice had been somewhat teasing, the last part was an order and Jazz swallowed his visor brightening. Opening his interfacing panel, revealed his valve and spike. Just like the rest of his frame, his equipment had shrunken and Prowl had to note that it looked almost adorable, and unbelievably hot. His lover’s spike was just big enough to be pleased by the last segment of his digits and was quickly pressurizing, betraying Jazz eagerness as much as his words had and the pink translucent sheen already beginning to cover his cute little valve.

Lowering Jazz down again, he pushed him a little tighter down than he had been just sitting and began to rub his lover over his panel. Cute little valve smushed down on his panel, he watched as a small wet patch began to grow on his panel, his lover whimpering and twisting in his grip as his valve folds and anterior node were rubbed against the metal without any regards to his own pleasure. “O-oh come on, this ain’t f-fair.”, Jazz complained, but Prowl disregarded the complaint without a comment, simply continuing to grind Jazz into his panel until he felt that his panel had become wet enough to take it to the next step. Lifting Jazz again, there came a hopeful whimper from the Polihexian, alas it wasn’t meant to be. While Prowl indeed opened his own panel, revealing his own valve and his quickly pressurizing spike, he still didn’t impale Jazz on it. 

Once again the smaller mech was lowered, this time however, Prowl rubbed him against his spike, grinding up from time to time to keep the rhythm ever-changing. The longer this continued, the less Jazz focused on the hope of being actually fragged and more and more on holding back his overload. Even without penetration, the feeling of his lover’s spike grinding over his anterior node and valve entrance was arousing, and the visual of a spike almost the size of himself being pleasured by rubbing his frame against it was hot as well. It was when it became harder and harder to keep his overload at bay, that Jazz spoke again, interrupted by his own gasps and keens as he did so.

It took a few attempts before he got the words out, but once he did, Prowl simply hummed before saying “No.” and giving an especially vicious grind upwards and into Jazz valve. The longer his overload was denied, the blurrier the world around him became as the spymaster focused himself on not overloading. It was as such that he missed the way Prowl began to speed up and move out of rhythm as his own overload approached. Only becoming aware of it when it happened. 

Pulling Jazz down once more, this time Prowl aimed his spike towards the entrance of his dazed little lover's valve. Even aroused and wet as it was, the small valve struggled with the size of his spike and Jazz whined and keened at the feeling of the big spike head pressing into his valve entrance without backing off until it finally popped in with an audible pop. However, the pop was overshadowed by the low groan of Prowl as his spike head popped into the tight valve, clamping shut right behind his spike head, and came, as well as Jazz near scream as he overloaded as his valve was stretched open and filled with hot transfluid.

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #micro/macro #day 1 #transformers #transformers g1 #jazz #prowl #jazz x prowl #valveplug

[oceancube]

PJP from last year 🖤🤍🖤

#transformers jazz #prowljazz #prowl #jazz x prowl

[pasquiart]

Can you make jazz kissing prowl?

#tfa #transformers #transformers animated #mermaid and pirate au #mermaid #maccdam #maccadams #tfa prowl #tfa jazz #jazz x prowl #jazzprowl #prowlxjazz