"You know, you remind me of someone"
"Oh yeah, Me . "
*slaps his bald head and shakes it like an 8 ball*
Its time for the grunge punk daddy Lockdown to get the human former treatment, as the Fandom's favorite bounty hunter ~ (do not bite me its a joke)
But slapped this bad boy together cause I wuv my bf :3 and he for our au!!
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💧Share something romantic/hot from your WIP, or just something sweet if it's gen.
🌩️ Share something funny/cracky from your WIP.
🌪️Sum up a WIP with a few fic tropes/Ao3 tags.
X ask game
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Sweet banter…
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“…Which exhibit do you want to see?”
Prowl snapped his head towards the taller avatar before refocusing on the map, quietly responding, “…I really want to go to the Interactive Exhibit.”
“Interactive Exhibit?” Starscream asked with a raised brow.
Prowl nodded once, and Starscream was pleased to see the ninja’s expression slowly start to relax. However, a thin trace of habitual disgust filled him as Prowl continued, “Yes. They let you touch certain animals there. I believe it’s called a Touch Tank.”
“You actually want to- You know what?—” Starscream cut himself off as he crossed his arms with a tired tone, “—It actually doesn’t surprise me you want to touch these things.”
Alas, despite his glare, Starscream had to fight another smile as he watched Prowl chuckle at that, a smirk forming as he tapped a finger on his jacket sleeve, “Yes, Starscream. I would like to pet a sea creature.”
“Weirdo.”
Prowl elbowed him, scoffing when he heard a resulting snicker from his companion. But at least now he was smiling…
.🌩️. Cracky in the way this is the only bit I’ve written for an old F/o fic idea with Lockdown. Yes I have writing for him. Yes, I am eventually planning on writing more for him. He still sticks around here and there and he demands attention every now and then. So in a way, f/o crackship with him.
"Funny."
"Isn't it?"
Grey glared up at the large mech with absolute disdain.
"Y'know, Lockdown, you don't have to interact with me. There is litteraly nothing to gain from me."
"No," Lockdown agreed with a smirk, "But you do have information. And I need that to know where dear 'Scream is."
The human female squeezed herself deeper into the crack she was using as a hidey hole with a dismissive hum, "I honestly think I'd perfer to be locked in a room of spiders."
"Oh? I suppose I'll have to run that by Blackarachnia-"
"Don’t you dare."
Lockdown threw back his head and let out a loud laugh at her immediate refusal.
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Enemies to lovers
Bickering
Banter
And they were ROOMMATES-
Idiots in love
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