Comms wasn't a terrible gig at the GCPD. You got your own desk, the coffee's characteristically awful, and the pension wasn't half bad. However, field work is rarely in the job description. And, I was fairly certain that going undercover with Harvey Bullock was a little beyond my paygrade, even if it was the Foxglove. [Bullock/OC arch centered around "The Anvil or the Hammer"]
Things are not as they seem in the machine that is Gotham. Every sin has a legacy, and every legacy has a beginning. Sometimes, there are more to the sins around us than meets the eye. It just takes the right person - the right people - to see it. Maybe she was that person, maybe he was that detective. Together they were sure as hell gonna find out. [GothamxTransformers]
[SLOW UPDATES/HIATUS] All Marianne Randal wanted was a chance to work at Jurassic World, though she didn't ask for the overly-attractive boss or questionable ethics that came with the job. But, when life as Owen Grady's assistant takes a turn that neither of them expected, it becomes a fight for so much more than survival. Life does find a way - or it will die trying. (Owen/OC)
Six weeks after the fall of the Jedi has brought Obi-Wan to Tatooine, to a small village known as Talba, a place where people go to disappear. Exactly the place for an exiled Jedi Master to hide, until the Force sends him all the trouble he'd hoped to leave behind. Some things can never be buried, even on Tatooine. Kenobi/OC, before it was Disney.
[ONESHOT, FOR NOW] History and its best wordsmiths could never explain the beauty of the sky beyond the clouds, or the rabid intensity of traveling at Mach 10, with your tail, literally, on fire. It couldn't ever explain this, either. Maverick/OC
For generations, one bloodline has protected the legacy of the Transformers. And from that line, a daughter of Cybertron has risen, to a calling far greater than either world could know. The fates of Earth, and Cybertron, hang in the balance as the the mixing of species continues to disturb the cosmic balance. One will rise, one will fall. Such is the way of things. [OP/OC, TLK AU]
AU Age of Extinction: Mira Lennox, after three years of being separated from her Autobot team, reunites the band when fate calls her and her family, again, into a war they never imagined. That would not be all fate would throw at her; for she's about to change history...for the mixing of species has upset the cosmic balance, and it will never be the same. CURRENTLY ON HOLD.
She was a simple car salesman, trying to climb the corporate ladder. Fate, however, has other ideas - a simple business trip lands her smack dab in the middle of intergalactic warfare between alien robots that transform into vehicles. Go figure. [Slight AU, Optimus/OC]
"Then don't say anything," she whispered quietly..."I don't want you to say anything, Optimus..." One touch is all you need to say anything and everything, while saying nothing at all. [Optimus/OC, companion fic to Shifting Gears]
Spinning wheels and chasing taillights will only get a girl so far. Or, in this case, closer than probably necessary, all things considered. [Optimus/OC]
Oneshot. In the early days of NEST, the Autobots are still finding their footing amidst human allies, though one of them is not like the others. One woman finds that while very different in a manner of ways, their races are not as far apart as previously thought. It's as simple, and as complicated, as doing dishes. Optimus/OC