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patchthemedic · 7 months
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OH!! HUGE REDFERNO W !!!! Inferno is so so kissable auhghh Red Alert is sooo cuuUUTE
im sooo happy i got their faces done today
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sgrplmjnxxx · 2 years
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woe,evil spirit upon ye
happy haloween
inferno + bw inferno= double threat :>
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minniethemoocherda · 4 months
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Iridescent Chapter 12
A/N: As a reminder my other fic from Red Alert's POV "Give Me Reason" is set between this chapter and the previous one. Also I'm staying with family right now so I don't have my laptop with me so apologies in advance if there is any formatting errors! Merry Christmas! Xxxxxxx
If there was one thing Jazz hated more than the paperwork, it was the meetings. He'd only been a part of High Command for a month and already he was sick of them.
Jazz always thought that he would go out in a blaze of glory but now he was seriously worried he might actually die of boredom. Currently the only thing stopping him from off-lining himself was the promise of Bumblebee's upgrade party tomorrow.
Jazz wore a neutral smile on his face as he pretended to listen to Red Alert's ramblings. He swore all their meetings were the same. That Megatron had blown something up again. That there were running low on energon, again. That the twins were banned from the med-bay. Again. Jazz missed the adrenaline of being on missions. What he wouldn't give for a little excitement right about now.
Unfortunately he was about to get his wish.
"We've lost contact with MacCadam's!"
Jazz's hand found his vibro-knife as Blaster burst into the room. Jazz's sudden adrenaline spike didn't ease at the sight of the usually cool commination's specialist in such a frantic state.
"Explain." Prowl demanded, cutting through Blaster's panic.
"It was our weekly check in but when I tried to call them there was just nothing! No signal! No static! No nothin'!"
Of course that was when Ironhide decided to keel over.
"What's wrong?" Ratchet asked, as he and Jazz rushed to catch their weapons specialist before he could fall from his chair.
"It's Chromia." Ironhide grunted, clutching his hand over his spark whilst Jazz helped him back up. "Something's wrong. She's scared. And my girl doesn't get scared."
"Is she alright?" Optimus asked.
"I can still feel her over our sparkbond so she's alive." Ironhide said trying to force himself up on unsteady knees. "I have to go to her!"
But Optimus' hand on his shoulder kept him down.
"I that you are worried my friend, but we cannot act rashly."
"You can't stop me Prime!" Ironhide warned, and Jazz didn't doubt that there was nothing on this planet that would stop the commander from trying to help his conjunx.
"I know and I am not trying to." Optimus reassured. "However we need a plan first."
"If out signal is still going through yet there's is not responding. Then it most likely is a result of issues from their end." Prowl stated. "Which could be anything from an accidental system failure to the result of an attack."
Jazz nodded in agreement as Prowl took the words he'd been about to say out if his mouth.
"Then let me be the one to go check in on them in person!" Ironhide demanded. 
"Hey this is a security matter so I'm sending Inferno as he's the only one on this base that I trust!" Red Alert interrupted.
"That's great and all. But neither you or Inferno are exactly built for speed and we don't know how long their communications have been down." Jazz reminded them, trying to keep his tone light to rein in the remaining air of panic that surrounded High Command. "We need somebody there now before whatever attack the 'cons have clearly planned comes crashing down on us."
That was when Bumblebee burst down from the ceiling vent.
Everyone else jumped as he landed on the oval table whilst Jazz simply sighed in resignation.
"I thought I told you to stop spying in on meetings." He chastised over Red Alert's screaming.
"I know! I know! But I can help!" Bumblebee protested. "If I use the old energon pipes I can bypass Tyger Pax and get to MacCadams faster than any of you could get there on the surface!" 
Jazz looked to Optimus. Even though they had once vowed to do all on their power keep the young bot safe, Jazz knew that they both knew that Bee was right.
Optimus closed his eyes before releasing a deep breathe.
"Alright. But you are not to engage in battel. You are to scout ahead to the MacCadam's base. Assess the situation there and attempt to re-establish contact with Elita-One. Then you are to come straight back home to report your findings. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir!" Bumblebee cried with a serious salute despite the bright smile on his face. Jazz hoped that they wouldn't regret this as Bumblebee shimmered back into the vents before they had the chance to change their minds. 
"Blaster, see if there is anything we can do on our end to re-establish communication. Ironhide, take Inferno and any other bots you desire to investigate the MacCadam's base. Jazz-"
Jazz stood to attention as his leader turned his attention to him.
"-check in with your field agents. See if the Decepticons are planning anything or if they have any insight to Elita-One's team."
Jazz saluted as Optimus finally turned to Prowl.
"I want battle plans for all eventualities." The head of tactics nodded when-
BOOM.
Jazz was nimble enough to stay on his feet as the entire base shook from the force of the explosion. Not that it mattered as their Head of Tactics wasn't and stumbled into him, sending them both crashing to the floor.
Jazz had to bite back a comment when he realised that Prowl was currently sprawled across his lap with his face pressed against his chassis, knowing that the Parxian wouldn't appreciate it.
Prowl quickly climbed off him. Despite avoiding his gaze, he still have his hand to Jazz to help him up which the spy accepted with a grateful smile.
Whilst the rest of High Command set off on their respective responsibilities, Jazz followed Optimus and Prowl towards the main hanger doors where Mirage, Hound and Bluestreak were already waiting for him there. Good.
"Has anyone been able to hail Silverstreak or Cliffjumper?" He asked.
They all shook their heads.
Oh well they had more immediate problems to deal with Jazz pondered as he caught a glimpse of the screen besides the door. It was zoomed in on the horde of Seekers lead by Starscream as they came back for another round.
"Bumblebee is already enroute but Ironhide's team will need to avoid the seekers over ground." Optimus said to Jazz. "We need a plan to distract and disarm them."
"That's going to be a problem without any of our own fliers." Jazz pointed out.
"Bluestreak is this base's most skilled marksman. She can shoot them down." Prowl stated and Jazz knew that Prowl wasn't the type to suggest soemthing out of nepotism.  It was just pure fact.
"Sounds like a plan to me." Jazz shrugged.
Optimus nodded turning to deliver another rousing speech to their troupes as the hanger doors opened.
Prowl ordered the twins to stay behind to guard the doors as a last line of the defence, much to the pair's dismay, as Jazz charged after their Prime onto the battlefield outside that was quickly devolving into chaos.
Jazz wondered if this what the Seekers had been planning. They had been stockpiling energon so it would make sense that they preparing for a fight. And unfortunately it would also stand to reason that whatever it was they'd been looking for in the remains of Vos, they had finally found it. 
Jazz also didn't like the fact that the seekers apparently knew the location of their secret base.
He sent a warning over the comms that the cons may have some kind of ancient superweapon, before diving headfirst first into the battle.
Jazz was more used to close quaters combat behind enemy lines then fighting on the front, but it still sent that same thrill of exhilaration pumping through his cables as he dodged blasterfire and sunk his blades into their targets. 
It wasn't easy holding back an army of fliers with only grounders in their ranks. But thankfully Bluestreak was able to provide them some cover from where she was perched on top of the roof of the Ark, shooting Acid Storm straight through their wing, sending them crashing into the ground.
Good, at least the rainmakers won't be able to use their outlier ability.
Unfortunately, it also gave Bluestreak away to Skywarp's line of sight.
The teleporter popped into existence behind the young sniper but thankfully Bluestreak's reflexes were as sharp as her aim and she was able to shoot at point blank range.
Skywarp disappeared before the shot could hit and Jazz counted on her lack of reaction time to pounce where she'd been moments earlier. Sure enough he slammed into the seekers just as she reappeared, knocking her to the ground.
As they wrestled, Jazz looked up, hiding his relief when he spotted the red blip of Ironhide disappear over the horizon.
"For someone so crazy you sure can be predictable." Jazz taunted, keeping Skywarp's attention on him.
"Oh no! Am I boring you?" Jazz could practically see the sarcasm dripping out of Skywarp's mouth and she tried to strangle him.
"Oh sweetspark you always know how to keep a mech entertained." He replied, stabbing his blade through her elbow joint. Energon splattered across his face but he didn't have time to wipe it away as she grabbed him with her uninjured arm instead.
"I think you'll find this a more entertaining view." Skywarp smirked into his ear, forcing him to look at where Starscream stood over the Prime's fallen form, his null ray aimed at Optimus's face.
Before Jazz even had time to think about panicking, the twins came bursting through the blast doors, paint cans in hand, which they didn't hesitate to launch at the Deception Second In Command.
"You should thank us for improving your paint job!" Sunstreaker yelled over Starscream's cries as the can exploded all over his frame.
"And you're ugly!" Sideswipe shouted a moment later adding another can of red paint to the mix.
The distraction gave Optimus enough time to roll out of the way. Unfortunately, the paint also splashed onto an invisible form, revealing Mirage's location where'd he'd been about to shoot Starscream in the back.
Starscream's shrieks turned into a snarl as he slashed the spy with his claws.
"Mirage!" Hound cried out but Jazz was one step in front of him, elbowing Skywarp in the face then ducking under Starscream's arms to grab his friend before he could be stuck again.
Jazz pressed his hands against the open wound. The Decepticon Second in Command had missed Mirage's spark but he must've hit a central line with his much energon he was bleeding.
"Get him to Ratchet." Jazz ordered, manoeuvring Mirage over to Hound's care.
Hound nodded, scooping Mirage up in his arms, effectively stunning to silence any protests the spy had been about to make.
In any other circumstance Jazz would've teased the pair but right now he did not have the time.
Hound managed to slide back in through the blast doors before they could fully close. But that didn't matter as now Skywarp could see the corridor ahead and within the next split second she had teleported inside the Ark.
Shit.
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prism2674 · 1 year
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So-
If I were hypothetically writing a transformers royalty AU focusing on Red Alert/Inferno because I have decided that it is a crime there is not more of them and that they shouldn’t be a background ship so I told my online kids and they told me I should
How many of you would read it? I need to know for science
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trashhole · 1 month
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Red alert + inferno wip and my tfcon haul
Cw: pin up/probably nsfw(?) further down
Yes I’m alive and back from the war, hopefully to stay. Unfortunately the fire department thirst brainrot took over so you all get this:
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Something about those fire vehicles…
And here’s the pin up:
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And my haul (ignore the sewing equipment)
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Full pieces, and my figures being silly
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I’ll do a more through tfcon/figure post later
Anyway…wfc Red Alert I’m just saying…
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jockbots · 8 months
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Hihi @mirillel
im tagged in this lovely get to know meme!
• Three Ships: Patkillies, Russingon, Firebolt
• First Ship: Rick/Evie from the Mummy. But first ship that I actually went that one i need fanfic, art, movie, theatrical performance, album was for Red Alert/Inferno (Redferno)
• Last Song: Fighting Myself - Linkin Park
• Last Movie: Star Wars: Rise of Skywarker bc as of this year i had never seen it and in on a Star Wars catch up phase since playing Jedi: Survivor
• Currently Reading: Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie - Spaceship turner person and galactic war and all that good sci-fi stuff but I'm yet to really sink my teeth into it.
• Currently Watching: Star Wars: Rebels I'm on season 4 already and I know im gonna cry
• Last thing you wrote: Slingblades time travel future life 10k fic where Slingshot and Blades got the future and find themselves married wit a bunch of kids.........listen its fanfic there are no rules!!!
tagging : @theelfmaiden @admirablemonster @absynthe--minded @advestager @searchinggalaxies
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ovnihoje · 2 years
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Mistérios da Lua: Bases subterrâneas e segredos do governo
Mistérios da Lua: Bases subterrâneas e segredos do governo
O fato de um grupo secreto estar interessado nos mistérios da Lua, incluindo a possibilidade de ser o lar de uma raça de extraterrestres que vivem nas profundezas de sua superfície: parece incrível, certo? Isto é, no entanto, um fato surpreendente. Há alguém mais na Lua? Por Nick RedfernO falecido Ingo Swann foi considerado um dos principais visualizadores remotos do governo dos EUA na década…
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ceadleiriu · 10 months
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Villa Redferno
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dorkicon · 2 years
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happy v day! some valentines day cards. from me to you. <3
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butchratchettruther · 3 years
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Ah, yes. Friendship.
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chaaancewe · 3 years
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Imagine youre a gay firefighter and you get to rescue your hot fire chief what would you do haha
Small bonus hehe
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patchthemedic · 8 months
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brought this bad boi to work to line on breaks, hopefully they’ll be lined by friday! Hot press watercolor paper
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sgrplmjnxxx · 1 year
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Tfp Inferno and Red Alert!!
Design belongs to @ny000mdraws
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minniethemoocherda · 5 months
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Give Me Reason
Summary: If Red Alert could go to their therapy sessions for Inferno, take their medication for Inferno and be willing to die for Inferno, then the least they could do was to try going to one of his stupid Chess Club games for him too.
A/N: This takes place between chapters 11 and 12 of my Jazzprowl fic Iridescent but you don't have to read that for this to make sense. BTW I made Red Alert non0binary and Bluestreak a transgirl.
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As their alarm wailed, Red Alert felt a rise of panic as they woke up without the familiar feeling of Inferno's strong arms wrapped around them. Before they could allow their thoughts to spiral, Red checked the calendar that they had mounted to the wall.
Usually on this day of the week, Inferno would be finishing the nightshift monitor duty, giving the pair a moment to appreciate each other's company before Red Alert took over for the day shift.
But as the calendar reminded them, this morning they were meeting up with Prowl the first session of Inferno's new Chess Club.
The fire truck could deny it all he liked, but Red Alert knew that he had come up with the ideas as a way to help them make friends.
Unfortunately Red Alert would have to admit, that they were a bit lacking in the friends department.
Sure they had their mandatory check ins with Rung and Ratchet but that wasn't the same. Inferno was the sweetest bot on the planet so of course he had plenty of friends. And Red wanted him to enjoy spending time with those friends without having to worry about them being left on their own. Plus It wasn't fair to Inferno to put all their emotional baggage onto him. Therefore as much as changing their routine could freak them out, Red Alert knew that making some friends would be the best for the both of them.
Or he's finally fed up of dealing with your glitch and is trying to pawn you on to someone else.
"Yeah, yeah whatever." Red Alert mumbled, ignoring their reflection in the mirror, as they walked past it to grab their morning medication.
If they could go to their therapy sessions for Inferno and take their medication for Inferno and be willing to die for Inferno, then they could try going to at least one of his chess club games for him.
Red Alert cringed at the wave of nausea as they uploaded the medication directly into their wrist port. They hated having to be reliant on the stupid things but as Inferno liked to remind them, everyone also had to clean their denta every day just as everyone had to eat a morning meal every day and got to bed every night too. So it was just another step to their daily routine to take the medication as well. No matter the momentary discomfort.
Plus the last time they'd been off their meds, the voices in their head convinced them that everyone had betrayed them, even Inferno, causing them to nearly team up with Starscream! So they were willing to put up with anything to avoid a repeat of that.
Checking the time on their internal clock, they filled up a cube of energon from their personal stash and headed for the recreational room.
Now Red Alert knew that it was near impossible that the energon in the rec room was poisoned, especially with all the security checks they had personally put in place. But as all their personal supply had been pre-checked they knew that their own was one hundred percent safe. Therefore it was one less thing for their glitch to worry about, so hopefully they could focus on trying to enjoy the game.
Red Alert had ensured that only them and Prowl would free right now. With the morning shift not due to start for another hour, everyone else was either working the night shift or still in recharge. So as they entered the rec room, they were momentarily panicked to see that Prowl was not alone. Before Red's glitch could spiral, they recognised the other person as Bluestreak.
Now Red Alert had made sure to review every last detail about everyone in the Autobot army, so they knew all about how Prowl had become guardian of the young bot after the destruction of Praxus.
Red had theorised why the head of tactics had agreed to join the club considering that Prowl the only person in the army more anti-social than themselves, with theories ranging from him secretly being a Deception spy to alternative universe doppelganger. But now all the pieces fell into place.
Prowl was doing this for Bluestreak. Just like how Red Alert was doing this for Inferno.
Although they if they really felt like being honest, then they were both also doing it for themselves.
"See you later!" Bluestreak called out as she raced off to their post with far too much energy for this time in the morning.
Red Alert gave them a polite nod in return before setting up the chess board that they'd brought with them on the table.
Again, Red Alert knew that it was highly unlikely that Prowl would not have tampered with the communal set. But with them trying something new, Red felt the need to be as in control as possible to stop them from spiralling about the situation. Sure It was an overly paranoid precaution. But it was also a mechanism that helped them cope and right now, keeping themselves calm was the most important thing.
After exchanging good morning greetings, the pair got straight into the match.
Red Alert was pleasantly surprised to find that Prowl was actually a challenge.
Inferno had improved a lot over the many years that they had been playing chess together, but unless Red Alert lost on purpose then they would always win. So it was a little exhilarating to play an equal opponent.
The pair exchanged little small talk, instead preferring to focus on the game. But that in of itself told Red Alert that the two of them probably had more in common than they initially realised. Maybe one day, after many more games, Red would hopefully feel comfortable enough to share these thoughts.
They played for the hour that they had allotted when people started to shuffle into the recreation room still half asleep for their morning shift or trying to catch an extra bit of socialisation before turning in for the night.
Red Alert knew that they would both prefer to continue their match next week then to keep playing when surrounded by a crowd.
Red took note of the positions of all the peices. They then asked Prowl if he wanted a copy but he shook his head.
"I trust you." The head tactician stated.
Red Alert couldn't begin to describe how happy that simple statement made them. As head of security, people trusted them to protect them all from Decepticon attacks. But nobody ever trusted them with anything personal.
Red headed off to the monitor room with a skip in their step, for once the voice in their head kept from making any snide remarks.
They opened the door to find Inferno already standing to attention.
They knew that the fire truck wanted to rush over to welcome them with a hug, but as ever he remained the picture of professionalism whilst on duty. Which was on the many reasons Red fell in love with him all those years ago, back when the pair were simple firefighters working at the same station, before the war turned them into soldiers.
"Nothing to report Commander." Inferno stated.
"Thank you Officer. You are dismissed." Red Alert told him.
No longer on duty, Inferno squeezed their elbow as he slipped through the door.
"I'm glad you had a good time." Inferno smiled, having no doubt felt the joy radiating through their conjunx bond.
Red Alert allowed themselves a smile in return before heading over to the console.
As soon as they logged on, they started checking through all of the Ark's security cameras, already coming up with new ideas of how to best cover any potential blind spots.
Because for as much as their glitch often made it difficult, all Red Alert ever wanted to do was help people. It was why they became a firefighter and then an Autobot and then a Commander as the Head of Security. And although sometimes they found it hard to help themselves, there was nothing that they wouldn't do to help others. So if meeting up to play chess once a week helped Inferno and Prowl, then Red would gladly do it.
The fact that it made them happy too was just a bonus.
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prism2674 · 1 month
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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers Generation One Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Inferno/Red Alert (Transformers), background Jazz/Prowl, background Mirage/Hound Characters: Red Alert (Transformers), Inferno (Transformers), Tracks (Transformers), Jazz (Transformers), Prowl (Transformers), Hound (Transformers), Mirage (Transformers), Bluestreak (Transformers), Smokescreen (Transformers), Transformer OCs Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Slow To Update, Red Alert has anxiety, Panic Attacks, I choose to write this instead of go to therapy, Not Beta Read, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn Summary:
Inferno’s habit of running into danger was definitely going to get him into trouble one day. But was his luck really so bad that trouble came in the form of the crown prince of Iacon?
Or Alternatively: Inferno accidentally saves Red Alert’s life one day which is apparently a great way to get yourself hired
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windydraws · 3 years
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Valentine Day 12: Red Alert and Inferno. K i S s N o W!
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