Date: 2011-02-27 05:38 pm (UTC)
randomramblings: (Phyrexia)
So I shall try to make this more coherent that my squee-induced e-mail because I have a feeling it made no sense whatsoever.

First, I want to say I am immensely flattered that my small headcanon has inspired a writer of your caliber. I'm also immensely flattered you took the time out of your schedule to write this for me for no other reason than that you wanted to. Seriously, I am still in awe, right now.

Now, on to things with more substance:

I love the way Megatron acts in this fic. He's more... I want to say gentle, but such a word does not suit Megatron. Maybe it's because she's so small and fragile compared to his normal fare of characters we like to pair him up with, or maybe Glissa's just hit on a hidden soft spot. ;) Sadist!Glissa is immensely tasty, as well. How many other organics would just up and claw Megatron's armor as a Tangle mating ritual? And just how many organics would survive that?

I'm also greatly enjoying the subtle possessiveness of Starscream in here, too. Maybe it's just because I think Megatron now likening his favorite Seeker to a dragon just hits all the right buttons in me as a reader, but also the line of "his dragon" just makes me squeal. Of course, he thinks Glissa his as well. ;)

Can I have a pornographic sequel? *coughs*

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