#StarscreamXReader

[veryconnoisseurcherryblossom]

Bastard Boyfriend

Summary: Starscream and you had another argument... Which leads to the inevitable.

pairing: Starscream/Reader

fandom: Transformers

rating: Explicit

warnings: None

tags: Sticky Sexual Interfacing, Hate Sex

“Fr-frag you!”

“I’m a bit busy fragging you!”

Starscream snarled back at you, slamming his spike into you with a ferocity you haven’t felt since the last fight you both had… so about 2 weeks ago. His grip on your hips strengthened- you were sure to have dents and paint transfers you’d need to fix after this, but that wasn’t anything new.

Every thrust caused the table to scoot over the floor, the screech joining the cacophony of wet slaps, metallic clangs, fans, curses and grunts. You glared at Starscream, biting your glossa to keep yourself from moaning.

Primus, you hate him. Despised him. This was, what- the second, no, third time he openly flirted with another bot? Stupid Screamer, barely able to keep his optics off of someone else's aft. So obvious about it until he gets called out, then it’s, no you’re imagining things.

You could do way better. Someone way more trusting, more friendly, more worthy. All your friends told you this every time you both fought. Pits, you knew you could do better. But it always ended like this, after every fight or break up, with you being-

“What did I say about zoning off or thinking about anything but this frag!?”

Starscream’s screeching voice and a particularly hard, delicious thrust brought you out of your angry thoughts with a loud wanton moan. You shut your mouth tight when you see Starscream smirk triumphantly. Scowling, you venomously berate him.

“Maybe if you fragged like that more often I would be so- frag - so pissed-!”

A dark look crossed over Starscream’s red optics. Sneering, he pulled out of you and pushed you down by your legs, a loud whine ripping from your vocalizer. You were now laying on the table, your knees on either side of your head. You looked at Starscream’s face, he had the most… Starscream-iest smirk you had ever seen. There was no way to describe it. It promised something immense.

“Fine then!”

Before you could respond- yell, call him a glitch, a fragger or any other insult, he began to piston into you with fever. It left you stunned, your vents hitching for a brief nanoklik before they whirled to life on full. Your optics flickered, the sudden pleasure of you valve being so roughly treated, like you were nothing more than a common two bit piece of shareware on Velocitron-

“Oh frag! Yes, yes!”

You couldn’t help yourself, throwing your helm back and you glossa rolling out of your intake- you bet you were a very pretty picture for Starscream. He might have been recording you, and you couldn't bring yourself to care. Starscream looked so pleased with himself when he saw your face twist in pleasure.

“Tch! Look at you- so easily tamed!”

You moaned at Starscream’s insulting words, tears beginning to form in the corner of your optics. Letting go of one of your legs, he moved his servo down to your valve, pinching your anterior node. Squealing in pleasure, you began to beg.

“D-don’t stop! For Primus’ sake, don’t stop-!”

You were close- so close. Perhaps arguing was a form of foreplay for the two of you. It certainly got you going. He continued to thrust into you, chirping in Vosian. Almost growling- you were too busy thinking about how good it felt for his spike to ram against your ceiling node, the way he pulled and rubbed at your anterior node to care about what he was saying.

Primus, it felt too good.

“St-star, I’m- I’m close!”

You moaned out, ex-venting heavily. Starscream smirked- it should be illegal for anyone to look that good smirking, especially in such a smug way. You callipers worked feverishly on Starscream’s spike, each thrust of his lighting up your valve sensors and bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Starscream sneered, his denta glinting in the dim lighting.

“Go on- overload for me! Show me how you really feel!”

With a cry, you came undone. Overloading so intensely you optics went offline, your frame shuddered and vented heavily with each wave of pleasure washing over you, your transfluid squirting onto his modesty plating and spike. Starscream never stopped fragging you, his pace however became frantic and uneven, he too was reaching his end.

“Fr-frag!”

He pulled out and overloaded over your abdomen and chassis with a loud groan, coolant dripping down his face. Glowing pink transfluid streaked across your chassis and abdomen. God, his beautiful, beautiful face- the picture of perfection, especially when he’s coming down from an intense sex high and-

And you scoffed, disgusted. Your optics came online and you glared at the venting seeker.

“You fragging glitch- you know your transfluid ruins my finish!”

Wordlessly Starscream bends down and grabs your face, softly taking your derma into his own. You didn’t fight back, you brought your arms around his neck, keeping him there as you moved your derma against his. It was the softest thing he had done all week. It made you feel like your spark was melting and bursting at the same time, your tank felt like it was full of robotterflies.

All too soon however, he pulled away from you, your arms gently falling to your sides. Maybe you were too spike drunk, but the way he looked at you right now almost seemed affectionate. Loving, even. He pulled a cleaning rag from his subspace and began to wipe his transfluid off of both of you without a word.

“... I’m still mad at you.”

You mumbled, looking away. Starscream smirked, his optics becoming a dim red. He moves his servo down your chassis to your valve once more, languidly circling your anterior node with his thumb. His voice is low and sultry as you gasp and moan.

“I know how to make it up to you.”

[malewife-overlord]

wouldst anyone be interested in looking at a TFP starscreamxreader fic that’s a Bit Weird. I have An Idea

[liaswritesrobots]

If it is possible could we get 4 part to Tfa Starscream flirt with autobot reader? I think it was intersting where Starscream asked asked readers help and so we could get them planing togethor 👀 (but it is almost like date to Starscream XD if you want to ofcourse)

I like your writing really much! 👏^w^

"Hello?" You call out after entering an old abandoned mill, "Starscream? Are you here?" You ask, pushing past some loose boards as the ones under your pedes creak, "Hello?"

You hear the boards behind you creak and you turn around to a large shadowy figure hovering over you with burning crimson eyes. You let out a little shriek and jump back, and as soon as your pede touches down the board under it breaks causing your leg to start going through the floor.

Your arm is grabbed firmly as the figure pulls you away from the hole and towards it. You trip forward as it pulls you and you throw out a servo to balance yourself, placing it on the figure's chest as your helm hits there too.

"You should watch your step in here." The figure speaks, and you recognize the voice all too well.

"Starscream?!" You shout, pulling your servo and helm back.

"Awww, what's wrong little Autobot?" He places a digit under your chin to lift your helm up, peering into your optics with his usual cocky smirk, "I thought you were looking for me?"

You jerk your helm away and cross your arms, "Maybe…" you pout, "I uh… I've been thinking about what you said… about the whole offlining Megatron thing."

A look of shock crosses his face for a moment before a twisted grin forms, "Yes?" He coos out.

"I think I do want to help you take him down." You say rubbing your arm and staring at the wall.

"I KNEW YOU'D MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE!" He shouts, picking you up and holding you close. his chassis as he spins around before placing you back on the floor with his servos on your shoulders, "We have to make new plans immediately!" He says with the most gleeful look you think you've ever seen on him, "Come on!" He grabs your arm and tugs you along into the next room, then the next, then the next until you come across a flight of stairs leading down into the dark. He lets go of your arm.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"A safe place! I found this old hidden tunnel in this building a few days ago, we'll be away from prying optics and audials here so we can discuss exactly how to take Megatron down!"

You peer down into the darkness. A place where no one can find or hear you two… alone… with the notorious backstabber Starscream… maybe this was a bad idea. 

"Um… can't we just discuss it he-" He grabs your wrist.

"No time, we have to make plans, now follow me!"

You dig the heels of your pedes into the floor to try and resist his pull, but he's stronger than you and you begin to slide along the floor before he looks back at you.

"What are you waiting for? You came here to seek me out and help me, now co-" He stops mid word and looks down the stairs, then back to you, "You're not afraid of the dark are you?" 

"No! That's ridiculous!" You huff.

Another cocky smile spreads across his lips, "Is the widdle Autobot scared of some darkness?" He teases.

"No!" You pout.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you from the big, scary void." He taunts.

"It's you! I don't want to be down there with you!" You shout without thinking. You immediately place a servo over your mouth.

Starscream's optics grow wide with surprise at your outburst, before a look of hurt overcomes him, "Oh..." He turns away from you and starts down the steps.

"Hey, wait Starscream, I didn't-" 

"I'll be right back, I'm going to get the plans I drew up." He says without turning to you, then disappearing into the dark.

You clench your servo and pout again. The look on his face… like he was actually hurt by what you said… you know it's dumb but it kind of makes your feel bad. You let out a sigh, "Ugh. This stupid Deception." You mumble to yourself before putting one pede down on the first step.

You carefully make your way down the stairs in the dark, holding on to the wall so you don't fall. Once you reach the bottom you see a small sliver of light and realize there's a slightly open door ahead of you to the left. You make your way over to it and start to slowly push it open only for it to violently swing open, causing you to flinch back. Starscream stands in front of you looking confused.

"I thought you didn't want to be down here with me?" 

"I um… changed my mind." You respond.

Starscream stares down at you, causing your cheeks to glow energon pink.

"What?" You ask, feigning annoyance.

"Nothing. You Autobots can never seem to make up your minds..."

"Look it's just… this place is creepy is all. I realized I don't want to be left alone." You half lie. Sure, you do find this place creepy, but you can't actually admit that your outburst against him made you feel bad for him.

Starscream turns around, a glimmer in his optics as he raises a brow ridge, "Oh? So you really were scared and needed me to protect you?"

Your faceplate glows pink in a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, "No!" 

Starscream smirks then steps aside, bowing and moving his arms to usher you in, "Here, come in. Wouldn't want to leave the little Autobot in the scary darkness."

You huff but step into the room, jumping when Starscream slams the door behind you.

"So jumpy. You really are afraid aren't you?" 

"Like I said… this place is creepy." You pout, which turns into a full on frown when you feel Starscream slip an arm around your waist from behind and bends down to rest his cheek on the top of your helm.

"And like I said before, I'll protect you." 

"Ugh," you pry yourself out of grip, "Can we just… look at those plans you were talking about?" You say, looking away from him to try and hide the deep energon glow across your cheeks.

"Eager to take down Megatron are we? I find that pretty attractive in a bot." He smirks.

"Ugh. Starscream."

"Fine fine," he makes his way over to a large wooden table to the right of the room with scattered papers and markers on it, "Here, I've got it all laid out."

You walk over to the table, scanning over the papers, "Wow… gotta say, I'm impressed with these plans."

Starscream's face lights up with a sense of pride as he smiles and crosses his arms at your praise.

"However..."

He starts to frown.

"There's a few things that may need some twerking here and there. Like this for instance," you point at a drawing of a catapult, "Where do you plan to get one of these?"

"Ah well-" He starts, pointing a digit upwards before bringing his servo to his chin and scratching it in thought before shrugging, "I'm sure one of the organics on this dirt ball has one. If not, we can just build one."

"Right… Ok." You trail over to another part of the plan, "What's your backup plan in case Megatron steps out of 'death ray' distance?"

He gets a nervous look and chuckles, "I uh… I didn't think about that actually." He admits, cheeks glowing pink.

You nod, "Yeah I can see why you want help with this now." You grab a marker over to the side and start scribbling your own ideas next to his, "Here, I think if we take into account his size and stepping range we could calculate just how long we'd have to get him in one shot. We should also take into account all the things that can go wrong with the idea so we can adjust accordingly. For example, Lugnut may jump in front of him to protect him, wasting the shot and possibly ruining our chance as we may not get the time to charge up for a second one. That's why we should-" you pause, noticing Starscream leaning against the table on his arms, resting his helm in his servos as he stares at you with a smile, "What?"

"You're really cute when you plot your enemies murder you know that?" 

Your face glows pink again as you utter out another "Ugh..." 

You can tell it's going to be a long night

[ss-shitstorm]

My dudes please check out this kickass g1Starscream/Reader fic about being horribly mangled in the 80s and not dying somehow

[stephohasarrived]

Imagine (Y/n) and Starscream, imprisoned by the autobots and Confessing their feelings for each other

-Starscream is furious, embarrassed, he couldn’t believe the situation he was in. He was so close to propose his feelings towards his dear (Y/n) in the most spectacular way but the autobots had to ruin everything, now he was stuck behind bars with (Y/n), who seem unpleasant on the situation as well.

-Starscream keeps cursing himself, that he doesn’t even glance towards your direction, he believes he isn’t good enough for you.

-(Y/n) on the hand was shaking, heated up, she was in a cell with starscream, her feelings were popping crazy. Her spark beating heavily fast, bettting it could be heard in the cell.

-But noticing that Starscream has not even glance to you not once, made (Y/n) feel awful, terrible, maybe he doesn’t like you maybe hes mad at you. He probably thinks I’m pathetic, (Y/n) thought to herself. She looks down to floor thinking very carefully, well it’s now or never, might as confess and get this over with, it’s not like your going anywhere.

“Uhh.... Starscream?”

Starscream doesn’t answers, (Y/n) huffs out and reply’s louder

“Starscream.”

Starscream slightly flinches and slowly turns around and looks at (Y/n) with wide optics,

“L-look im sorry, this is all my fault and I know your probably mad at me and I-I unders-Hmp!!”

(Y/n) couldn’t even finish her sentence as Starscream lips made contact with hers. Her eyes widen but soon slowly flutter close pulling Starscream closer, Starscream warps his arms around (Y/n) waist slightly dipping her, it was a sweet moment. Starscream pulls away only to smile seeing (Y/n) face full blush, wide surprised optics.

“W-wow.”

Starscream chuckles and pulls (Y/n) closer

“I’m not mad at you my dear, it’s just I never wanted to confess to you in this situation we are in, I had everything thing planned out and those blasted autobots had to ruin everything.”

(Y/n) blushes even more now knowing that he was going to confess to her in a romantic way.

“My dear (Y/n), I adore you, i want you to be mine for as long as my spark beats, (Y/n) will you accept my feelings?”

(Y/n) optics shimmer with happiness and nods, smiling wide

“Yes! Oh Starscream of of course! B-but if you too accept my feelings as well..”

(Y/n) pulls Starscream closer to her, Starscream smiles

“How could I decline such an offer~”

“I love you Starscream”

(Y/n) blushes saying those words she thought she would never say but here she was now with the love of her life.

“I love you too~ My dear shooting star~”

(Bro im so so sorry for taking so long, I feel so bad I hope your not mad at me, again I’m sorry but I hope you enjoy this)

[lordmegadumb]

What are they like when cuddling? (TFP Deceptions)

Starscream x Reader

He actually isn’t really into cuddling even though he is constantly seeking attention from everyone. Shame. But he will hold you loosely to his side when you guys lay down to get some recharge. By then, he’s actually really tired and just wants to sleep, and he doesn’t mind having something warm by his side.

PDA is a thing for him though. He likes to surprise you by running his servo down your spine, or your sides. The Seeker mainly does to show who you belong to, but like the others, he’ll refrain from doing so in front of Megatron. He doesn’t want to make you an obvious target, in which you kind of are. Megatron would rather go after Starscream directly than through someone else, so you’re good.

Anyways, when Starscream does start cuddling you, (which is not very often) it’ll be after he had to visit the medbay for repairs. He’ll silently enter your quarters, pull you from whatever you are doing, and force to hold him. It only takes a few seconds of you glaring to see why he’s acting the way he is, and hug him tightly. Eventually, he’ll do this enough to where you won’t even question it and just comfort him anyway possible.

The Seeker would rather get cuddled than cuddle someone else. He does consider himself royalty so you’ll make sure he’s treated like one! XD

[ladyjashinsama]

Transformers Starscream x reader/oc

Disclaimer: I don't own anything transformers.

Things weren't always so... laid back for him; it was always one thing or another. Whether it be from Megatron antagonizing him or coming up with some ridiculous plan, or fighting with the Autobots. Those inferior pit spawned creations, always ruining everything. Well, not everything. There was one thing they'd done good with. Skye. Her name was ironic in the fact that he and is Trine all had names related to the sky, hers seeming to match perfectly with theirs. That was a small thing he'd thought about when he'd first gotten to know her. The second was how charming she was to be around, even when fighting. They may have been separate factions, but she was truly a sight to behold. All optics seemed to snap to her when she took control, and had Optimus Prime not been their leader, she would of been the one to lead. He didn't have to be a part of their ranks to understand or see how well respected she was amung the Autobots. Even Megatron and most of the Decepticons could admit that she was a figure to admire and respect. Megatron having tried multiple times to get her to join the Decepticon ranks, even worse trying to charm her.

" Knew I'd find you here." A soft familiar voice called out to him, snapping him from his thoughts.

He snapped around to see the very femme that had clouded his mind to begin with. Unlike his usual cruel and conniving smile, a warm and soft one filled his faceplates.

" Certainly took you long enough." He teased with a bit of a mischievous look in his optics.

" Oh hush, you knew I had a lot to do today. Something to do with Decepticon inactivity." She responded with an almost questioning tone in her voice, curious to see if he would tell her Megatron's ' brilliant' plan.

" I should take priority, over your patrols." Starscream rilled his eyes as she walked up to stand beside his seated frame.

" You'll have to ask nicer, if you want me here earlier." She shook her helm lightly as she sat down beside him on the rocky ledge, letting her pedes dangle beside his own.

" Don't test your luck femme, I might just keep you here." He sent her a somewhat evil glint, wicked smile stretching across his faceplates.

While he looked serious, he was joking. He may be forceful in trying to take what he wants, but because of his respect for the femme, he would never force himself on her. That was a line no seeker would cross, morals and coding too high to step on. Not only that, but he cared for her more than he let on.

" You wouldn't." She glared lightly knowing he was lying.

His smile changed back to that charming one he always gave to her, brow ridges relaxing and smoothing out. She loved that she was one of the few that he shared it with, her and his Trine were the only ones to see a calm and peaceful StarScream.

In all their time sneaking around together, she'd gotten to know him. Learn more them the conniving mech that always tried to over throw Megatron. Starscream was a scientist, smart, and surprisingly pleasant to be around. At first she'd been iffy, but after he proved himself to her. Saving her from Megatron after a cruel kidnapping and almost forceful torture; It wasn't her friends or the Autobots that saved her. It was Starscream and his Trine. She'd never screamed so loud, spark calling to anybody that would come, desperate.

" Hmm, try me~" He smirked lightly.

Before she could even respond with something witty, he wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her close. She gasped lightly as he yanked her right into his lap, his arms wrapping tightly around her frame and mindful of her wings. The tips of his digits ran over some of her seams ghosting over the sensitive playing as they shifted to rest comfortably around her. One arm wrapped around her shoulders the other staying around his waist, while she settled between his legs. Her aft pressed firmly against his cod piece, spinal struts presses against his chassis. His helm dipped into the crook of her neck, lip components pressing against her most sensitive of cables. A light giggle escaped her vocals, servo shooting up to grab at his helm. A chuckle left him as her blew out a hot vent of air along the sensitive wires while his servos worked to trap hers. A wrist joint in each of his servos, holding her only enough to keep her from moving, but not enough to hurt her. Another round of laughter escaped from her as his glossa slicked over her wires, making her squirm in his arms, servos twisting all around to try and get him off. Finding amusement in her wiggling frame, wide smile stretched across her lip components. He went to take a small nibble, eager to draw out more from her, but she pushed her helm against her shoulder rotaters trying to get him to stop.

" No! Stop~" she pleaded lightly still giggling as he started to move to the other side, "Please~"

" Haha, and why would I do that?" He rumbled amused, " You seem to be enjoying yourself little femme-"

Her servos wrenched themselves free as she yanked them down, her own servos slapping against his thighs. He jumped a bit at the stinging, his own servos grabbing at his legs to rub out the sting. Taking the moment to her advantage she pulled her pedes up from the cliff edge, and turned so that the rested over one of his massive legs. Turning her body so that she could face him better. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could utter a word her servos pressed against his chassis, pushing him down with a surprising amount of force.

She'd definitely taken advantage of the situation, using his surprise to make herself comfortable. Sitting up enough and throwing a leg over his waist, straddling him with her tiny frame. Her weight pressed down against his cod piece, making his plating tighten at the provocative position. His deep red optics stared up at her with a bit of a gleam in his optics, his servos gripping at her hips. Her tiny servos were sprawled out, digits lightly running over a small seam.

" What if this was all a ploy to trap you myself? Have you at MY mercy?" She whispered nearly seductively to him, his spark racing at the suggestive wording.

Very silently, she bent down keeping her optics locked on his own, as she lowered herself on top of him, lip components pressing against his chassis armor. Her lips ran over some of the sensitive seams drawing out a ragged vent, optics fluttering at the sensation of her lips over his chassis. He could feel his core hearing up, but vents escaping his throat. A groan worked it's way put of his vocals, digits nearly digging into her armor.

" Mm, as if you could pin me long enough-" His vocals were soft and he couldn't stop the second groan, her lips pressed against sensitive wires.

Ever so slow she began making her way up his chassis, reaching his jaw as she smothered him in her affection. He was just eating it up too, feeling his cod plating tightening with each feathery touch. Her servos dragging themselves down his chassis and around to reach a part of his wings that was exposed to her. A shaky moan worked it's way from his vocals as she stroked a digit down his wing.

" It won't be too hard." She let out breathily smiling a bit at the sounds she elicited from him.

He attempted to come up with some snarky retort, but all that came out was a groan as her fingers worked over his sensitive wings. His helm dropped back at the intense feelings running up his spine. His plating twitched, wings attempting to move beneath him as he pressed his hips tighter against her own. Her legs tightened around his waist, but she didn't shy away.

" Uh- Keep this up and both of us are going to be here awhile." Starscream breathed out sensationally optics flicking to meet hers, lust buried deep inside of them.

She slowly came to a stop looking down at him, confusion dogging his processor at the look on her faceplates.

" What if that's what I want?" She questioned him in a more serious note, as she sat up taking her hands off of him.

She rested her elbow against his chassis, frame resting against him almost perfectly. While her one servo held up her helm, the other moved to gently stroke the seams to his cockpit. Her whole demeanor changed as she let her helm flop onto her arm, optics watching her own digits.

" Once we finish here, it'll be back to fighting. I may be new to the war, and I know that all of I'll never compare to all of your guys' experience." She slowed her words, knowing that it would most likely annoy StarScream, " I just wish we didn't have to sneak around. Hate that I can't see you whenever I want to."

He knew what she was getting at, the different factions, the fact that Megatron threatened her in such horrible ways, how StarScream could never be an Autobots. Both were loyal to their factions, and while they may avoid each other in battle, she couldn't avoid his Trine. They had to keep up facades, couldn't show affection or favoritism. It was hard on both of them, maybe even harder for her considering she'd given up so much for the Autobots already. Never in his life had he ever thought that he'd fall for a human turned Cybertronian, another of Megatron's fails. That was why he never asked her to join the Decepticons, Megatron had hurt her so much, he'd feared for her safety.

" One day we won't have to." He promised her, thumb digits rolling soft circles on her hips, his optics shifting to the sky, " The war will be over, no more factions."

Gently he brought a servo up to her helm, tilting it up so that he could have easier access to her. He pushed himself up a bit and pressed a soft kiss on her, pulling her closer. By now thier serious conversation had dimmed the lust, and all he wanted to do was comfort her in every way he could. Sadly all he could really offer her was to distract her for the moment, not because he wanted to avoid such conversations with her. But, because he only want their secret meetings to end on good notes, never on anything negative. StarScream could admit to fitting many negative adjectives, but seeing his femme in any kind of distress when he could help her, it set his spark aflame. He hated seeing her down, so even if it was temporary, he would do what he could to make these secret meetings good for her, for as long as he could.

[titilationexpress]

StarscreamxReader-Sweet Dreams are made of Screams Ch.1

First ever lemon. Please give your input. Reposting from my Ao3.

You haven’t been able to sleep properly for weeks now. And frankly, you’re wondering if you ever will again in your lifetime.

Yet what caused you to have such a problem with something that once came to you so easily? Ok, maybe not easily. No, scratch that. It was never easy. You had to take some sleeping pills every night to even get a few hours in. Still, how did it happen?

Well, the trouble had started back not long ago. In fact, from what you could recall, it hadn’t even been a full month before your ‘problem’ started. See, you were a fairly average individual. You had your quirks, your habits, the little things that make each person an individual. One particular interest you had though was quite specific, and even more, came from a decade long before you were born.

Transformers.

Oh yes, your beginnings were humble when you first started with the franchise, and you looked with wide, awe-filled eyes. Your starting place was where you first discovered it, the one show that will remain in your heart forever. From that, you got into the characters, the story, the lore of what started as a toyline for young boys (though it was clear now that both sexes had a love for it), all of it. And from there, you went on to past and future generations from your starting point, and now, you were a certified Transformers fan! Hell, one of your favorite sites ever is TFWiki.

With this entrance into the fandom, you took to devouring everything that you could: the cartoons and animes, the books, the movies, fanfiction, fanart, fan comics, doujinshi, anything and everything that you could get your hands on, you did. And not long after, you began contributing yourself, drawing, writing, whatever you could to make your stand and have your place in the community. At first, it worked well enough, you weren’t exactly prolific, yet you were doing well enough. You managed to get a few requests for certain things to be drawn/written, believe it or not, but still, you weren’t overly big.

And then came your discovery of the Reader genre.

What is the Reader genre? Why, as far as you were concerned, only one of the greatest genres ever to be conceived! Well, to be more accurate, the form of writing wasn’t anything new, remembering the ‘Choose Your Adventure’ books. It seemed said genre now spread everywhere, you being very aware of the numerous games and dating sims that ranged from well done and engaging to outright ridiculous and stupid (but those were fun in their unique way). And since you didn’t have any knowledge or time to do that, you settled for writing them yourself. Your first piece was a simple Optimus x Reader with the standard plot and standard outcome, which was a declaration of love and a resulting kiss with the Autobot Leader. You were NOT expecting the overflow of response that it had gotten. You were quite shocked, but at the same time, overjoyed. Soon, you decided to try your luck with another one, this one being of Bumblebee, the scenario being mostly the same, albeit with a bit more cutesy fluff, as in your mind, Bumblebee was always the little guy. This one was just as successful, and you beamed, having finally found your calling.

Since then, you were getting requests left and right for more and more choices, all spanning different universes. From the animated cartoons to the comics, different universes, everything that spanned from the most well-known incarnations to the more obscure. It was through these that you managed to get even more into the Transformers multiverse as a whole and even discovered some truly overlooked gems. You opened yourself up to the people and declared that you would write whatever they requested, but you had some taboos that you wouldn’t touch. But any scenario, character, and universe, all of that was fair game.

You had originally begun working on more mundane, typical stories with expected outcomes (but sweet ones nonetheless), yet over time, the requests and your imagination began getting more creative and crazy. Soon, you were delving into several different areas that you had never touched. Elves, goblins, mermaids, vampires, forbidden love, love triangles, all of these were laid at your feet. And while it took a bit to find your rhythm, all of this having come on you so fast, you eventually got it and soon, you had a wide collection of X Reader stories, ranging from G1 to Prime and IDW’s run.

You mainly did Autobots, for you had to admit that writing for them, while they were still complex characters, came somewhat easier for you. True, each of them had their faults and quirks (both from canon and headcanons people had come up with), yet they were still the good guys, and even those with more questionable morality still came out as heroes in the end. But then one day came where you were asked to write about a Decepticon. This threw you for a loop, as, while the thought had intrigued you, you had been writing for good guys for some time, so a total shift in direction was somewhat off-putting and scary. Possibilities of it being too saccharine or sweet, or getting the characters wrong or out of character scared you a bit, yet still, you wanted to test the waters and see if you could do it. And if you could, this would open up so much more for you.

And judging from the input, you had just struck gold yet again.

Soon, not only were you flooded with requests for Autobots, but now their foes were also available, and, as you found out, people had just as much an attraction for the darkness as they did for the light. Again, the same scenarios were implemented, yet now, they had something of a darker edge to them, which allowed you to explore some subjects you couldn’t touch with the Autobots without toning it back somewhat. In a way, the Decepticons provided you with more freedom. Ironic, seeing as Megatron’s motto was “Peace through Tyranny.”

That said, you went through the list of available characters throughout the generations, and so far, those had been garnering quite a following as well, your Autobot and Decepticon stories neck and neck in popularity. Everything seemed to be going well for you.

Then that one question came.

‘Hey, where’s Starscream?’

Then another.

‘Could you write one about Starscream?’’

Then another.

‘Hey, hate to bother you, yet I think that Starscream could use some love here.’

More and more questions and requests for the particular Decepticon filled your messages, and frankly, you were at a loss on what to do. Truth be told, you and Starscream had something of a complicated history. When you had gotten into Transformers, you had heard of the character, yet at first, you never saw why he had gained such a large fanbase. True, he wasn’t a bad character, yet he wasn’t your favorite. But over time, as you wrote more and more for the Decepticons, as well as read X Reader stories from other people, you slowly began to, as one would say, gain an interest in the winged robot. And soon, you found yourself enamored by the smug jerk as well.

But this only made you reluctant to write for him.

True, when you started writing for the Decepticons, you were allowed to experiment with some more intimate and extreme situations, yet with Starscream...it was different. It was hard to explain, yet whenever you got a request to write for him, your brain seemed to seize up. Thoughts came to your head that you had tried to banish, thoughts that came every time you saw the Seeker’s name. You had no idea what was going on or why this was so difficult, yet it seemed the Silver Snake had taken to making your fingers not touch the keyboard.

You had no idea at all. Or at least, that’s what you told yourself.

And since you had gotten the slew of requests, your sleep problems began. The moment you shut your eyes, the scenario began all over again.

…

You needed no introduction to where you were or what you were seeing, it all quite familiar to you now. Around you were towering walls of a silvery mauve color, the only available light from above sparse and leaving several areas coated in darkness. This place was all too familiar, for you had seen it many times in your watching and reading of Transformers.

You were in Decepticon headquarters.

Your dreams had been filled with the base of the enemy faction of the Autobots, and at first, it had shocked you as to why you were here at all. But over time, night after night, you came here, and soon, you grew accustomed to the sight of it. You took on the form of your Transformers persona/OC or remained in your regular, human form, whatever pleased you as if you had some control over this environment. Yet as you grew more familiar (you were never sure if you’d be comfortable), you began to explore the place, finding that, to your surprise, there was no one here. No signs of any sort of life aboard the ship, and while it took a good while, you traveled everywhere you could think of, and still, nothing. No Megatron, no other Decepticons, no one but you had been aboard.

At least, that was what you believed when you first had this dream. Then, you heard it. The voice. His voice.

“Oooh, I’m the Boogie Man,”

Singing, serenading, just loud enough for you to hear, yet low enough for you to know it was far away. It always started this way.

“The terrible, horrible Boogie Man,”

Your ears/audio receptors registered the voice as it echoed throughout the ship. When the dreams had begun, you knew immediately who was singing, and then you were more surprised at how it sounded. Sure, it had its infamous high pitch, yet it wasn’t bad to listen to. Daresay, it was rather enjoyable in its own way.

“I come in the middle of the night and frighten bad little girls like you.”

The first few times you had this dream, it would almost always startle you, yet it led you to look down the other balls and corridors of the ship. The results were always the same though: no one was aboard. No one but you...and him.

“Beware, better have a care,”

The song changed each and every time you entered the dream, tonight being a track you heard on a video game you played not too long ago (Bioshock 2 you believed). Yet the songs always had the same effect on you.

“I’m going to follow you everywhere.”

Despite your trepidation, you wanted...needed to follow it.

“I crawl through the ceiling and the wall and call on bad little girls like you.”

Walking, then running, you traversed the winding path before you, taking several left and right turns, having no sense of direction but that voice. A voice that, despite its infamous sound, held power to it, a siren’s song in a way. Ironic, you thought. Still, you followed, for you had reached your limit. You knew what would happen if you didn’t find him.

“I’ll torture you and hunt you,”

And never leave.

I’ve got you where I want you,”

And never let you escape this dream.

“A victim of my dark and dirty plot.”

And he knew it too. He knew he had power over you. And you hated it.

“And at the slightest whim, I’ll tear you limb from limb,”

Or…

“In other words, I’ll put you on the spot.”

Did you?

“Oooh, I’m the Boogie Man,”

You were close. So dangerously close.

“The terrible, horrible Boogie Man.”

Just a turn around the corner.

“I come in the middle of the night and frighten…”

He paused, you stopping in your tracks at what you saw. There he was. Situated behind violet bars of energy in a cell, the Decepticon stood there with his arms folded and looking upon you with satisfied, hungry red eyes.

“...bad little girls like you.”

It was him.

Starscream.

Your favorite incarnation of Starscream, those ruby orbs boring into your own eyes/optics. You stepped back from the cell, eyes/optics wide at what was before you. Sure, if you were to go by dream logic, some part of you always knew that it was ‘him’ that awaited you at the end of this journey, but still, to actually see him, standing there so casually when it looked like he was locked up, it chilled you. As if he had absolutely nothing to worry about.

“My, my, so you finally found me,” he said, his voice perfectly matching the incarnation that stood before you. “Or rather, I found you. Whichever way it goes, it doesn’t matter,” he smirked. “For I already know the outcome.”

You blinked a few times, still trying to see if who was before you had truly been there. “St…” you began nervously. “Starscream?”

The Decepticon chuckled and stepped out of the shadows, allowing you to fully see him. “In the mesh,” he said. “And I see that introductions won’t need to be made either, will they, Y/N?” your eyes/optics went wide. “That’s right, pet, I know everything. This IS your mind after all.”

“Wh-What?” you stammered. “I don’t understand.”

Starscream’s grin only grew wider. “You will soon. You will understand EVERYTHING.”

Just what was he talking about? From the looks of it, he seemed to be enjoying your tension and trepidation, very amused. Your mind went into fan mode, recalling every fact you had known of Starscream and his various incarnations, which then led to you going on the defensive. “You…” albeit, it took you a try or two. “You’re the one that’s been doing this to me. Giving me these...these weird dreams.” the Decepticon didn’t answer, yet it was clear that he already knew that the secret was out (even if it wasn’t much of one). “You’re also the one that’s not letting me have one decent night’s sleep without being trapped here!”

“Or me serenading you?” he added in. “How do you like it? I don’t do it often, yet if I wish, I can stretch out my vocal components if I want.”

Your cheeks grew hot. Damn, this bastard was already making you too wound up, and you had only gotten a few words in! “Well...I’m here now,” you said, trying to sound confident, and, ironically enough, trying to channel Megatron’s dominating aura. “So, what do you want?”

This didn’t phase him in the slightest. Despite him being the one locked up, you were the one who felt like his prisoner. “I think you already know that dear Y/N,” he said. “But to put it simply, I’m feeling left out.”

You were confused. “Left out?” You asked. “Left out of…” you paused. Indeed, you knew well what he was talking about. “My...my reader inserts.”

Starscream nodded. “Quite an extensive library you’ve built up over time.” He told you. “Though your choices could be much better.” he scoffed. “Of course goody-good Prime would be on the list, along with the rest of the Auto-dolts.” Then he grimaced. “Yet there are those that actually want to FRAG Megatron? Ugh! No taste at all!” He then looked back at you. “You’ve written for everyone, from either faction, of every series,” he then pouted. “But none for me. Truly, Y/N, I’m hurt.”

You felt quite awkward. True, while you were known online for your stories, it was your username and persona they were seeing. They weren’t someone that was right around the corner that could walk in and see you writing these things. While you loved doing it, the thought of your family or friends discovering you wrote in this genre was a thought you dared not entertain, as you swore that you’d die from embarrassment. Thus, you were very careful whenever you did it, your room completely locked tight so you could focus without fear of someone barging in. The only times you left during your writing periods were for bathroom breaks and/or to eat/drink something. It was a big secret...and thinking about it now, it was a secret no more to the most infamous backstabber in all of Transformers. You had been found out.

“Well...so what? Are you going to keep haunting me until I do?” you asked. “You can’t do that!”

Starscream didn’t seem phased by this at all. That damned smirk of his both frustrated and made you excited, a combination that left you very unsure. “Can’t I?” he asked.

You didn’t like his tone. “What do you mean?”

“Well, let’s consider for a moment, Y/N,” he said. “You believe that I’m merely a figment of your imagination, yes? A stubborn thought that is lodged in your subconscious. Am I right?” you shifted a bit, knowing well what he was saying would lead to something else. Something that probably would flip everything on its head. “Well...who’s to say that I am?”

“I...I don’t understand.”

“Of course you don’t. But what I say might just jog your memory.” he then went on. “In your last X Reader, you spoke of multiple versions of the characters, such as Prime and...yes, even Megatron,” Starscream scoffed. “And how it would’ve been peculiar if they met. Then, one of your readers linked you to a page on the TFWiki.” Starscream then chuckled. “Quite an array of knowledge, I must say. Especially for a primitive species such as yourselves. Anyway, said page spoke of what is labeled as the Transformers Multiverse, which, if I may say, is an excuse for you all to toy with and shape us into what YOU want. But back on track, you did a small amount of research on that, then went on about your business.”

“...and what does this have to do with why you’re here?”

Starscream smirked. “Then, after some time, you went and read the entries of me from various series and incarnations. To get a better feel for what you were thinking of writing. What you wanted to write. Only, you never did.” You were about to speak again, but the seeker spoke again before you could. “There was one detail from my earliest incarnation that spoke of a ‘ghost’, an immortal spark that couldn’t be snuffed out. One that could travel through space and time.” He drew closer to the bars. “And then discovered a way to travel through dimensions. Wherein, I found out all about how so many humans have seen my reality behind a television screen.”

What was he talking about? What did any of what he said mean? It was then that it all clicked for you. Sparks were essentially the ‘soul’ of a Transformer, which Starscream’s was indestructible. You read that he made an appearance in Beast Wars, and had made cameos elsewhere. What was before you right now...mere feet away…” Are you.. “ you stammered. “Are you really…”

The Decepticon nodded. “Yes. Yes, I am, Y/N.”

You were left speechless. No. No, this...this was impossible. It...it couldn’t be him! It couldn’t be the REAL Starscream! He was a cartoon, no, a toy! A damn toy! A toy from the eighties that were made to be marketable to young boys (and the girls that were secretly into it) among several other toys that were made be marketable to young boys (and again, the girls that were secretly into it)! There was NO way he was in your mind right now! He wasn’t real! He wasn’t real! He wasn’t-

“You step out into the chilled air, wrapping your arms around yourself as you do.” the Decepticon suddenly began. “He’s there to pick you up. He’s there to pick you up. You’re both terrified and exhilarated, eager to start the night, but also to make it fly by just enough so nothing embarrassing would happen between the two of you.” your jaw dropped when you heard him say that. How did he- “Know that you recently read over your very first entry? The one that started it all?” he then ‘rolled’ his eyes. “The one that clearly displayed that you had little taste at first?”

Of course, you did! That was from your very first X Reader story! It told of Optimus Prime and you, a human, in a relationship. Odd start, you knew, especially given that Transformer x Human relations was sort of controversial, yet overall, it wasn’t a bad one. Still, the fact he knew that…” No.” you said aloud. “It can’t be.”

He smiled. “I am.”

You stepped back until you hit a wall. “S-Starscream.” you stuttered. “You’re him. You’re the...the real one.” he was quite satisfied with your reaction, you clearly flustered yet cautious at the same time. The sensation drove you mad. But then you remember, this was just a dream! You were just making up all this stuff! You were relieved by this revelation...yet at the same time, you were...curious. Just where would this go if you continued? “Well...well, what are you doing here? What do you want?”

“Exactly as I said before, I feel left out,” Starscream told you. “And considering my popularity in this universe, I’d think me being here should tell you something.”

You knew what he wanted. “You want me to write about you.” it was obvious. “I-I know. I mean, I’ve been wanting to. Really, I have. But...but I...I just…” you sighed. If you knew Starscream (and you had at least a decent enough faith you did), you knew that this could potentially earn you his anger. Yet, to your surprise, he didn’t try to order you around. Instead, he seemed like he already knew you were going to say that.

“You can’t,” he said for you. “Understand, I’m the one in YOUR mind. Thus, you could say, I know everything about you. A perk of being something that, in this universe, started out as a drawing on a piece of paper.” you were confused, this seemed to humor Starscream even more. “Oh, come now. Surely you know that concept art exists, right?”

All of this was so insane for you, yet it was then that you felt the urge to speak up and say something for yourself for once. “Well, if you’re here from the...well, YOUR universe, what are you doing here in the first place?”

“Why, this is one of the few places I win!” Starscream exclaimed. “Of course, when I first came here, I was quite perplexed about how I and many others were known as products from a company called ‘Hasbro’. But overtime, I discovered your version of the internet, and, well, as you flesh bags say, the rest is history.” he then continued, not giving you a chance to speak. “And bring that I am an idea in this universe, I can go freely as I wish, peering into minds,” his red eyes looked upon you. “Become one’s permanent muse or vice versa.”

God, you felt weird. You felt so confused and conflicted. You wanted to sink into the wall to get away, but you also wanted to know more about this. You had to know more. You needed to know more. “So…?”

“So, I’ve come to you, as you’re truly in need of some inspiration,” Starscream said. “As well as some changes in your thinking.”

“Like what? Worshiping the ground you walk on?” you ask, feeling a little bolder.

“Oh, you already do.” he said. “If you didn’t desire me, I wouldn’t be here.” he grinned at your shocked expression. “That’s right, Y/N, I know what truly holds you back from writing about me. Your fears, your anxieties, your loves and lusts.” you had no words. “You fear that you may get me wrong if you will. That I won’t be in character. Or you fear that you won’t be able to satisfy the wants of your readers, as I AM so highly anticipated. Or…” he leaned closer to the bars, the only barrier separating you two. “You fear exploring those more intimate pleasures with me. You’re intimidated and unsure. After all, writing for Autobots is easy, yet us Decepticons are more difficult. But it HAS awakened things in you that you wish to explore on either side. Things that you are dying to let out.”

You had no words, he was completely right. Damn him! The smug bastard knew he had you in the palm of his hand...and yet also probably knew that’s what made you so hot and bothered right now! “So...what? Are you here to force me to write those things with you in them?”

“Dear Y/N, I can’t technically make you do anything,” Starscream told you. “Oh yes, I can stay and torment you night after night until either I pass onto another universe or I grow bored of you, but my reason being here is for both our benefits.”

“How?”

“It’s quite simple,” he said. “We shall go through those scenarios in your head.” his ruby red optics bore into yours/your eyes. “Together.” he then reached out from in between the bars and traced a digit around your jawline. “Believe it or not, I want to help you, Y/N.” his voice was smooth and sultry, something you never expected from a voice like his. “But only you can allow me to do so.” he then stepped back from the bars. “This prison of mine is something you’ve constructed from your fears and insecurities. Allow yourself to embrace what you fear…” he then extended his hand again, yet stepped back as well, sinking into the darkness. “Only then, will you truly be free.”

You were at a standstill. You knew what he wanted, and, to your horror, you were wanting to give it to him. Deny it all you want, this was something that had been in your mind ever since you got the first request for the Seeker. You approached the bars, trying to get some sign that he was still there. Surely he hadn’t left you, had he? No, he hadn’t. He was still there, you could feel him. Watching, waiting, and perhaps, knowing what you would do before you did.

Yet would you do it? Would you bite into that forbidden fruit?

Some while after pondering this question, you looked at the cell, the energy bars vanishing. Why fight it when you could already taste the sweet tartness of said fruit in the back of your throat?

[liaswritesrobots]

could you write a sarah stone style starscream x human! reader scenario? like theyre just cuddling and being soft in the afternoon sun? thank u!!!

It wasn't often that Starscream got the chance to just relax like this. The sun shining brightly in the blue afternoon sky warms his frame as fluffy white clouds pass by overhead. A gentle spring breeze sways the grass as bees buzz around the flowers nearby and butterflies flutter through air.

You're laying on his chassis reading while the sound of Studio Ghibli music drifts out of your phone's speakers beside him.. Your soft little cheek is squished against his chest while he has a servo gently strewn across your body. You lazily turn to the next page, nuzzling your face against him before going back to reading your book.

He smiles and strokes your back before laying his digit across you again. He never knew he could experience something so… peaceful. He can't remember the last time he felt this at ease. He doesn't think he's ever been so comfortable in moment as he is in this one. He knows this moment can't last forever, but by Primus he wishes it could. He could stay like this with you for eternity.

But unfortunately he's going to have to get back to his paperwork and political bickering eventually. But for now? He's going to soak this moment in like a sponge. This memory will be stored in his most secure data banks so he can always know what true peace feels like.

What being truly loved feels like.

He looks down at you, resting on him, your eyes closed as your hand lays gently on his chest. Your book almost drops from your grip but he uses his free servo to catch it and lay it beside him. He brushes his thumb over your head, "Fallen asleep, hm?" He whispers, "That isn't a bad idea actually."

He lets out a content sigh as he closes his optics, the calming music starts to lull him to sleep as well as the Spring sun hides behind the passing fluffy clouds, allowing for some moments of shade.

He really could get used to this kind of life.

[liaswritesrobots]

Hi I'm very new to tumblr so I'm sorry if the requests are closed or something like that but I really love your "tfa tumblr requests" on archive of our own and was just wondering if maybe you could write a 3rd part for "starscream flirts with autobot reader" or if you're not feeling that just anything with starscream and a gender neutral or male reader. I really enjoy reading your writing and I hope you have a nice day c:

"Been a while sweetspark." A familiar voice coos from the dark behind you.

You freeze in place, spark pulsing a mile a minute. Of all the things to happen on tonight's walk to the base.

"Aw, nothing to say to your old pal Starscream?"

"Go away." You say without turning around, your voice firm.

"Come on, don't be like that. It really has been a while since you've seen me," He says leaning on the street lamp next to you, "Surely you must have noticed I was gone."

"Nope." You lie.

"Wha-" He gets a look of shock that briefly changes to hurt before putting his cocky persona back on, "Come on I know you missed me." He points to himself with a thumbs up and grin.

Unfortunately, he's right. You did notice he was gone. And you did kind of miss this fumbling idiot. Allspark help you if you'll ever let him know that though.

"Did you need something Starscream? Other than to make my night worse?"

"Yes, actually," He says stepping in front of you, "I want you to help me offline Megatron."

You get a look of utter disbelief, "What? Isn't he your leader?" 

"Megatron has never been a true leader, and he's certainly never been my leader! I could do a better job at leading the Decepticons! And I want you to help me mak-"

"Hold on," You say lifting your servo to stop him mid sentence, "Why me? Can't you get another bot to help you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"You're the only Autobot that doesn't attack me on sight… well… you don't anymore anyway." He crosses his arms, "Plus, if I'm ruler of the Decepticons, I can make you my second in command! And maybe something more." He winks and your faceplate glows slightly.

"No deal." You say looking away from him, "Look, I appreciate that you decided to talk this out instead of attack, and Allspark knows I want Megatron offline as much as the next bot, but there is just no way th-"

He quickly cups your servos in his own, causing your cheeks to glow brighter.

"PLEASE!" He drops to his knees begging, causing you to look at him in confusion and pity, "I hate this too but I can't take him offline without help! You're the only bot I can turn too! My clones turn their backs on me, every other Autobot I approach tries to imprison me, every Decepticon tries to offline me! I can't count on anyone else!" He says with a sad look, "You're the only bot that has given me any kind of positive attention! Doesn't what we have mean anything to you?"

You let out a deep vent of air, "Ok… Starscream look… I- wait!" You jerk your servos away, "What do you mean 'what we have'?"

"Oh you know." He smirks and winks.

The look of pity has officially been replaced by mild disgust.

"I remember that time in the forest when you kissed me." 

"That was an accident!"

"But you didn't pull away," He says in an arrogant tone, "You couldn't keep your servos off me! And really, who could blame you for being in love with me? I mean, who in their right processor wouldn't be?" He says standing up and running his servo over the top of his helm.

Your faceplate is full on energon pink, "Bolts for brains!" You say raising your servo to smack him.

He catches it before you can make contact and leans down, "I'll give you a little time to think about what I said," He smirks, "After all, I know how this will end. How could you possibly say no to ruling the Decepticons side by side with yours truly?" He says before kissing your forehelm.

He lets go of your servo and steps back, "I'll be awaiting your answer." He smiles before jumping up to transform and take off.

You stand there in the dark, clenching your fists. As much as you hate to admit it, this is a good offer. Teaming up with a Decepticon isn't exactly something you want to do, but it would give you a good chance to take out Megatron, which is what you've been sent here to help do. But why oh why does it have to be Starscream of all bots giving you this chance?

You let another vent of air and look up at the sky. "Alright," you whisper out, "I'll think about it." 

[liaswritesrobots]

If requests are open, may I request tfa starscream with a gender neutral cybertronian reader. He notices one of the autobots is clearly shy but continuously checking him out while fighting?

At first, Starscream thinks his optics are playing tricks on him. An Autobot? Checking him out? But he soon realizes that you are, indeed, passing glances at him mid-battle.

He can't blame you of course, look at him, he's the most handsome Decepticon to ever be created! Probably the most handsome mech you've ever laid optics on even! He's basically the Allspark's gift to Cybertronian kind! So of course you're gonna stare and your faceplate is going to slightly glow when he catches you.

"Like what you see little Autobot?" Starscream remarks, smirking as he lifts Bumblebee off the ground by his face as he yells, "If you're impressed by this kind of power, I promise there's plenty more stored away. Why don't we make this a private fight?" He says tossing Bumblebee behind.

"Bee!" You tell out, worried for your teammate. You soon let out a vent of relief though as Bulkhead catches the small yellow bot.

Starscream rushes you, pinning you on the nearest building, "You get distracted by everything huh?"

"F-frag off!" You shout, kicking at him, but to no avail since your legs are too short to reach him in the position he has you in.

"Awwww, too bad. If you weren't a tiny, puny Autobot you might actually stand a chance in this fight." He mocks, "Although���" He leans in close to your faceplate, causing it to glow brighter as you avoid looking him in the optics, "You could always defect and join the Decepticons." He hums out.

"Servos off my friend Decepticreep!" Bullhead shouts, punching the back of his leg.

Starscream lets out a yell and drops you. You scramble to your pedes and run over to Bulkhead and raise your servos to fight as Bee joins the two of you.

Starscream hears the sirens of Optimus Prime and Ratchet in the distance, along with the sound of that motorcycle Prowl, and decides that maybe he should continue this fight some other time.

"You haven't heard the last of me!" He yells out before taking off.

"Unfortunately, we know." Bumblebee quips. He turns to you, "Hey you ok? That was a nasty drop?"

"Yeah you're not hurt are you?" Bulkhead asks in concern.

"I'm fine, thanks guys."

"Why didn't he strike you?" Bumblebee asks, "He had the chance, you couldn't do anything!"

"No idea." You respond.

"Yeah it looked like he was just talking about something?" Bulkhead pipes in.

"Something about me joining the Decepticons?" You shrug, "Like that's gonna happen. Even if someone as cute as him asks, I'm not going to just up and betray my friends like that." You say without thinking. A couple of seconds pass by before your optics go wide and you cover your mouth with your servos.

"CUTE?! STARSCREAM?!" Bumblebee shouts in disbelief.

"Awwww y/n has a crush." Bulkhead smiles.

"YEAH ON STARSCREAM OF ALL MECHS!"

"Bee please! Lower your voice!" You say, faceplate glowing once again, "Besides… it's not like you guys have never found a Decepticon attractive. I remember that Halloween night we ran into Blackarachnia and-"

"Ok ok," Bee waves his hands, "But to be fair BA is a total babe, unlike Starscream, so ours at least made sense."

You groan and cover your face, "Bee… the others are coming over."

"Alright, I'll drop it. BUT, I am totally going to tease you about this in private when we get back to the base."

"Ugh!"

"I think it's cute." Bulkhead says, and you cover your face once again in embarrassment as the three of you go to meet up with the others.

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Can you please do IDW Starscream x an autistic fem transformer headcanons?

Starscream

♥️ Starscream recognizes your habits pretty quickly. He's observant after all, so he takes note in the things you like and dislike.

♥️ He notices if certain sounds bother you and tries to keep those sounds from happening.

♥️ He will leave little stim toy gifts in your room. There's no indication it's from him but you know it is because you've seen the same one in his room before.

♥️ While it does bruise his ego a bit he will stop touching you if you start showing signs that it's making you uncomfortable. He'll just wait until later when you actually want his affection.

♥️ You wouldn't think it but he can be an excellent listener when you start talking about your passions. He's surprisingly encouraging too!

♥️ He actually enjoys it when you two just start info dumping your interests on each other.

♥️ He also gives you small gifts related to your interests as well, especially once he becomes ruler.

♥️ If someone says anything negative about you HE WILL THROW HANDS. You have to stop him from blasting people.

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Some fluffy lord mtmte starcream moments with his s/o???

Starscream

♥️ He won't admit it but he absolutely loves it when you cuddle him. Boy is both touch repulsed and touch starved at the same time so having someone he genuinely feels safe with is nice.

♥️ His favorite time for cuddling is early morning/when waking up and you're clinging to his back or have your head on his chest. It's the most content he feels all day.

♥️ He also loves it when you bring him treats or energon while he works. He sometimes doesn't refuel because he's so busy trying to run a whole planet so when you bring him something it warms his spark that you're looking out for him.

♥️ He doesn't show a lot of PDA but if you reach for his servo or lean your head on him he won't shove you away.

♥️ He's absolute putty in your hands if you tell him he's doing a good job of running Cybertron while you cuddle and kiss him.

♥️ Leave him notes! It may not seem like much but he gets a little smile every time he finds one of your notes reminding him to take a break and how much you love him!

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Can you do a part 2 of IDW Starscream x femme friend of Windblade and Chromia? Maybe they learn about their date and don’t approve and get protective of their friend? Or what if others hear about this? This would be juicy gossip for the news.

There had been talk around the city of yours and Starscream's date. When you'd pass by complete strangers on the street bots would whisper to each other or shake their helms like they pitied you.

You hated it!

You knew they weren't judging you, they were judging Starscream and you hated that they all thought he was only manipulating you!

It's been a month since you and Starscream started seeing each other and you knew damn well that, even though he did have a tendency to manipulate people, his feelings for you are genuine.

It's especially upsetting when your friends start talking about how you can do better. You don't care! You don't want "better" you want Starscream!

And you know he wants you too.

They just don't understand, they don't see the way you two look at each other, the way you two understand each other. They don't see the light and playful touches you give each other, or hear the sweet words he whispers into your audials when you two are alone in his habsuite.

You try to brush off all the rude things people say about your lover. Try to ignore those stares and helm shakes and pitying looks. You knew when you started this relationship that most bots would think you're crazy for being with him and that he was just using you. You knew you'd have to grow some thicker plating.

But you've yet to do that. You often breakdown in his arms crying about all the horrible things people are saying, he just holds, chin resting on the top of your helm, and pets the back of your helm as he assures you he's used to such treatment.

That always upsets you more.

You feel so bad for him having to go through his life with no one to hold him and tell him it's alright and he's loved.

But thankfully you can do that now. And you do it often. He's usually surprised by it as he isn't used to the gentle touches and adoration you shower him with. You knew this relationship wouldn't be easy but by Primus you're trying, and so is he. And for now, that's all that matters.

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Starscream x Autobot reader? Maybe he’s overly flirty on the battlefield and reader is just in denial?

This was quite the heated moment. You and Bulkhead on the battlefield fighting against Starscream who was wreaking the city and you're waiting for backup from the rest of the team. But this fight is different from the other battles with Megatron's other Decepticon followers. This one has kept making advances at you for some ever since he's laid optic on you. It's confusing. But not entirely unwelcome so far.

Yeah you know you shouldn't be flattered by what a Decepticon says, but the way he keeps telling you that you should just give in because it'd be a shame to scratch that lovely paint job or dent that adorable little frame of yours has you... feeling some kind of way. You push those thoughts to the back of your mind of course as soon as you see him punch your friend Bulkhead away.

"Bulkhead! You're gonna pay for that Decepticreep!" You grit your dentae.

"Ohhh, you're even cuter when your angry." Starscream says with a smirk, "Maybe I need to beat up your friends more often."

You leap at him and ready your built in blaster but he catches you in mid air. He brings you closer to his chassis with one arm and flies upwards.

"Just look at this view little Autobot. Nice isn't it?"

You do have to admit the view from here is pretty amazing. Then you spot Bulkhead again slowly picking himself back up from the ground.

"This is what you could be experiencing all the time if you join me and abandon those little failures you call friends." Starscream pats your helm with his free servo.

"Never!" You wiggle around until you slip out from his grip.

You begin falling towards the ground and Starscream gasps as he makes a dive for you.

"Oh no! Don't worry little buddy I gotcha!" Bulkhead shouts as he scrambles to his pedes and rushes over just in time to catch you in his arms.

"Thanks Bulky." You pat his arm as he sets you down.

"Hands off the babe bot you big oaf! They're mine!" Starscream screeches as he fires his blasters at Bulkhead.

You two dodge the fire in a panic and run towards an abandoned building for cover. You two run inside and use the crumbling wall to rest against for a moment.

You hear Starscream land, "Come out little bots! Surrender to me and maybe I'll show the dumb green one mercy!"

You and Bulkhead panic again. By the allspark where are your teammates?!

"Tell ya what you big lug... how about you surrender your sweet little friend over to me, and then I'll stop attacking the little fleshling's city?"

Why the pit does he want you so badly? And why is the thought of going with him... kind of appealing in a way?

No. Nope. You are not going to entertain that thought. The tense moment and fear you're feeling is probably just messing with your processor. That's what you're gonna tell yourself anyway.

Suddenly you hear Starscream let out a scream of pain. You peek out from behind the wall to see Prowl and Optimus attacking him. Ratchet sees you and rushes over to make sure you and Bulkhead aren't hurt while Bumblebee tries to distract Starscream.

"Augh! You obnoxious little-Ow!" Starscream is hit with a barrage of throwing stars.

"Take that you overgrown slag pipe" Bumblebee kicks his pede.

Optimus blasts his face with his extinguisher then charges in with his axe.

"Forget this!" Starscream yells flying up and away from Optimus' axe swing, "You bots aren't worth the trouble!"

You rush out of the building and aim your blaster towards him and fire. You miss but Starscream makes a startled shout before flying off.

"And don't come back!" You yell out.

"Are you and Bulkhead ok?" Optimus asks with worry in his vocalizer.

"Yeah I think so, he hit Bulkhead pretty badly but Ratchet said he's gonna be fine."

"Ok good. I'm sorry we didn't make it here sooner." Optimus looks at you and gets a puzzled expression, "You... don't seem to have one scratch on you?"

"Oh, yeah, that weirdo barely even attacked me during battle. He just kept flirting instead. It was weird."

Optimus' expression turns to one that was a mix of pity and disgust before he tries cracking a joke, "Now I'm really sorry we didn't come sooner."

"Don't worry about it, that loser is gone now and hopefully I won't have to see him around much." You say optimistically.

Optimus agrees and makes a mental note to keep you away from any battles they have with Starscream from here on out.

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IDW Starscream meeting a femme friend of Windblade and Chromia. She is smitten and his charming personality doesn’t help. I love fluff!

Starscream is absolutely dumbstruck by you. He knows you know of his past, he knows you know he lies and manipulates, and yet ever since Windblade and Chromia introduced you two you've been nothing but patient, kind, and supportive of him.

He finds it funny, stupid even, but he still appreciates that despite everything, you see the best in him. You tell him he's charming, and he can't disagree, but the way you say it, it's so genuine and honest. He thought for sure you wanted something from him but no, you just genuinely enjoy his personality and being around him.

It's been a long time since he's felt so...so safe around someone. So loved. So absolutely adored. And he'd being lying if he said he didn't feel the same. You've stirred something from deep within his spark with your lovely smiles, your beautiful blue optics, the way you care for everyone around you including him! It excites him and he can't help but catch himself smiling when you drift into his thoughts.

He asked you to attend a private dinner with him and when you agree he can feel his spark practically flutter in his frame.

So far it's going well. You two dine on the finest energon credits can buy. You two laugh at jokes each other makes and talk about life on Cybertron and Caminus. You touch his arms a few times while talking or laughing and he's in awe.

Your touches are so gentle and warm and comforting, he feels like he's floating through the clouds at every playful pat. And you're equally as smitten as he is.

You can't believe someone so handsome, so exciting, would ask you to dine with him. You can't believe he's letting you touch him and that he's laughing at your jokes. It makes your spark soar to know that he is enjoying his time with you as much as you're enjoying your time with him.

You two finish your energon and he offers his servo to you, saying he wants to show you something. You take it and he leads you to the roof of his high rise.

You lean on the railings at the edge and look out over the city. Watching bots that look like specks bustle about down below as the lights from buildings sparkle as bright as the stars in the dark sky above. It's beautiful. He can see the excitement sparkle in your optics and he smiles.

Starscream leans close to your audials, "Tell me something," he begins, "Would you like to experience a night like this again? Would you like to have all of your nights like this hm?" he whispers, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, "I could give that to you, you know. If you would be mine I could give you all of Cybertron."

He rests his chin on your shoulder, watching your face with dimmed and hooded optics, waiting for your answer.

"Oh Starscream," you giggle, "I don't want Cybertron," you turn your helm to meet his optics with yours, "I want you." you say with a smile as bright as the sun.

Starscream's spark practically leaps in it's chamber and a look of shock crosses his face. He wasn't expecting you to be so blunt with your answer, but it's very appreciated. You don't play games, you know what you want and you say it, it's a refreshing change to him. His expression changes to cocksure smirk, then to genuine happiness as you turn around in his arms and lay your servos and helm on his chassis.

You tilt your helm up then wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his helm towards yours. You touch your forehelm to his, close your optics, and begin to hum.

"What are you humming?" He asks leaning his forehelm into yours.

"It's an old Caminus song," you reply, "It is about finding something that makes you happy and never letting it go."

Starscream's cheeks tint pink at the implication before a smile breaks across his face, "Is that so?" He chuckles, pulling you closer to his frame.

He listens to you hum, learning the rhythm and tune, then joins in before pulling his forehelm back and planting his lips firmly onto yours.