#Thundercracker gets a puppy

[king-starscreams-fics]

Starscream Discovers the IDW Comics

Starscream doesn't understand why he isn't treated better in the comics and decides to vent to Megatron. After all, he's cute too! Right?

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandoms: Transformers Generation One Transformers - All Media Types

Relationship: Megatron & Starscream (Transformers)

Characters: Megatron (Transformers) Starscream (Transformers)

Additional Tags: Short One Shot; Starscream wants to be loved; Starscream wants a puppy; Thundercracker gets a puppy; Starscream needs a hug; Megatron just wants to sleep; Sleep Deprivation; Why does everything happen at 3am?

Language: English

Published: 2024-07-11

Words: 486

Chapters: 1/1

Stories list

This is a slightly fleshed-out version of the following blog post:

[smallestapplin]

My god I love your harem universe. Especially the Autobots and Decepticons having little piss fights over their precious human!

Now I’m just imagining poor Thundercracker and his “secret” crush on the human and how infatuated he is. Like a big love sick puppy

I can see him trying to shyly woo the human, possibly finding out where the human lives (from Skywarp cuz he couldn’t keep his mouth shut from his trine), sneaking over at night when they’re sleeping and doing something cheesy like throwing pebbles (small rocks) at their window to get their attention.

Poor guy probably fumbles and is blushing and he would just be so darn cute trying to ask the human out!!

I love thundercracker so much, thank you for this.

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Thundercracker knew he shouldn't be here, he knew it well too, if the autobots won't have his head then the other decepticons would, the very thought should stop him in his tracks.

But here he stands just outside your habsuite, he's not sure what humans call it, but it looks nice, and is further away from town so he won't run into more humans, just you. Just you is all he wants, yes he's seen the footage Laserbeak caught, yes he watched it over and over and over again, imagining him as your lover.

Yet his spark yearned for something more.

You seemed so sweet, so funny, so considerate, that maybe, just maybe he'd have a chance with you, you already have s bunch of lovers, what's one more, right? He couldn't face you, but what could he give to make you know he wanted you?

Each morning when you'd awake, ready to head back to the autobot base, there would be quite the gift waiting for you.

First it was a big thing of energon, something you couldn't drink, though you've tried.

Next it was a massive geo cluster that had you in awe, you could barely manage to get it into your house, it was half the size of you! Next were some large sunflowers, root, dirt, and all on your porch.

A part of you wondered if you should ask around base, but maybe that would ruin the surprise? Or maybe it'll get them paranoid that someone else wants you, you don't feel threatened so you don't mention it.

It's not every night, but it's every other weekend, so it makes you wonder what their schedule is like.

Thundercracker can't believe himslef, he's like a sparkling all over again! When had his spark last pumped like this? The nervousness that ate away at his confidence, his anxiety rising each time he snuck away from the ship, and landed a little ways away from your habsuite, just as he's done every other weekend.

Walking as quietly as he could, making sure the groun beneath him crunched very little, he made his way up your driveway, ready to place yet another gift of flowers at your doorstep. His red optics look around, stopping when he saw the other flowers he gave you planted in your front yard.

You liked them! His wings twitch behind him, fluttering happily, he can't stop the smile forming on his face plate.

He looks at the very delicate flowers in his servos, the plants nearly as tall as the last bunch he gave you, but in reds, purples, and pinks, maybe you'd like the variety more? He hopes, he can already feel his spark racing.

Thundercracker carefully lays the flowers on your porch, making sure they are neat and out of the way so you won't step on them. He leans back eyeing his work, pleased with himself.

Your planet has many weird resources, but he's happy to have found something you liked! Normally on cybertron he would've found and gifted you shiny metals, or maybe even rare ones.

He wonders for a moment if you'd like an aerial show, and let him show off for you? Nah, that's too much, at least for right now-

"So you're the one leaving gifts for me."

You have to bite back a laugh as the giant bot jumps, flinching at the sound of your voice. His optics wide and staring at you like a deer caught in headlights. There you stand on your roof, in your sleep wear, with a tired smile.

Thundercracker tries to control himself, but little does he know he wings are giving him away, shaking as he calms himself.

"Oh..I..uhh..I didn't mean to wake ya?"

His face plate is heating up, flushing a deep blue from the energon going to his helm.

"You didn't wake me up, I was staying up in hopes to catch you. I was wondering who was leaving me these things."

Oh Primus, he made you miss a rest cycle? Frag, he feels so bad.

"Thank you."

.....huh?

You smile once more, chuckling at his baffled expression.

"Thank you for the gifts, it's very sweet of you, Thundercracker."

You wish you could take a picture with his stiff his body gets, how his wings wiggle up and down, and just how adorable such a normally intimating con could be.

You knew his name, you remembered him! That means you think of him, right? He could melt right where he stood, he could offline right now and die happy.

"Don't mention it." He carefully sits down on yout lawn, allowing his face to be more level with yours, "On Cybertron it was common practice, mostly for us seekers, to gift items like this."

"To start a courtship, I take it?"

You can't hold back laughing now, nearly wheezing at how he sputters and trips over his words trying to explain no but yes, but also-

"How did you-"

"Wild guess, but your reaction was too cute."

He's going to die, this is how it ends for him, the cute human he's taken with flirting with him.

"I wouldn't mind."

Truly you wouldn't, you know your agreement with the autobots, they all agreed to be your lovers and not fight over who else you date, but you'll have to have a talk with them about at least Thundercracker.

He seems so sweet under that gruff exterior.

Even if such a big scary con shakes under getting a few compliments.

[revelboo]

I'd kill for some domestic Thundercracker and his Reader

Sure!

Domestic

Thundercracker x Reader

• Servos fumbling his stylus when you straddle his hips and just lay down on his back sprawled between his wings. You know they’re sensitive and he’s frozen as you lay your cheek against his back. Because there’s no writing with you right there. No focusing on anything but the warmth of you. “Read to me,” you murmur, voice sleepy as you steal his frame heat. Sometimes he almost swears you only keep him around as a space heater. Spark aching at how much he needs to feel you against him, your heart beating and your steady breathing. Feeling at peace.

• “It’s not even been proofread, yet,” he mutters, voice rough as you relax into the heat of him under you, the thrum of his spark and his soft venting feeling like home. And you whine his name in his audial. Embarrassed, because he doesn’t mind other people reading his stuff, but you’re different. Needs you to like it. “They’re arguing and the dialog’s a little stilted right now.”

• Feel his wings shift under you slightly as you let your lower legs slide down to hang on either side of his hips. “Maybe I can help you with it? What’s the argument about?” And his venting gets louder. Is he embarrassed? Pushing up with a hand on his wing, he whines loudly as you sit on him. “Thundercracker?” Because he’s definitely telling you now. He changes details and events, but his fantasy novel is mostly just a more romanticized, danger filled version of the two of you and your life. So if it’s one of your actual arguments? You’d like to know before every alien on earth reads it.

• “So the hero is wanting to settle down, start a family, and his mate isn’t sold on it,” he mutters and he hears you groan as you roll to make his wings shudder, sprawling on your back on him. “He just, I don’t know, he’s tired of adventuring and danger. It’s pretty much all he’s ever known, but their life is dangerous and he gets that he’d never just be allowed to live even though it’s not fair. They won’t be left alone and be allowed to just quit.” No matter what. No matter how sick of the war he is, that he never wanted this, he’d just been dragged along by Star. Hadn’t wanted to hurt anyone, but he’d been promised better life. That he could be free and happy, but it was just a different type of imprisonment.

• Know he wants kids. Wants to play at being a normal, happy family, but you’re so scared of his war finding you both. Because he’s right. They won’t leave him alone. Won’t let him desert and you both know it. Eyes closed as he’s silent under you, you hear his soft ‘sorry.’ Like this is his fault somehow. “Maybe we could start small,” you manage, glad he can’t see your face, because he can’t know how bad you want the same things, that you’re terrified of losing things you don’t even have yet. “You can have a puppy.” And he makes a noise suspiciously like a badly disguised laugh. “You can be a dog daddy.” Because you can’t have kids knowing his people might come for him. Not even sure you can period even though he seems certain. Claims one of his kind ‘sparked’ one of yours.

[zeropro]

HI I LOVE YOUR WORK okay two things

1) so. if rumble and frenzy show up at the ark (potentially seeking refuge)... how do soundwave and the other cassettes feel about that? i'm VERY curious about their appearance in that post (#1 soundwave + cassettes fan)

2) i'm wondering about thundercracker's thoughts during all this. has skywarp (or maybe even starscream) tried to reach back out to him again? if so, how did that go? if not, is he wondering where they are now? is he worried?

again, i'm going cuckoo bananas over your story, i fucking love seekers dude, you are feeding me top-notch five star meals here.

[in reference of this post]

thanks a bundle! :3 I dont have plans to make comics about these, so I'll just answer them here.

1) Soundwave was the one who pushed for Megatron to be fixed in the first place, but it's possible when Megatron came back online to find the Decepticons scattered to the winds, Optimus Prime is dead, a human is the one that "killed" him in the first place, and then Starscream running away instead of taking his beating and taking Skywarp with him, I think Megatron becomes a level of crazy even Soundwave cant ignore. I dont think he sent his twins away. but I dont think he'll go looking for them. He probably has to acknowlege they are better off away from Megatron.

2) Starscream and Skywarp arent going to be interacting with Thundercracker during the Autobot base phase of the story. Thundercracker needs space to heal and that's what he's doing rn, he has a puppy now, he's on vacation, leave the man alone. He does miss his bros, but he isnt interested in getting intangled again in war and politics and all that drama, and that's where Starscream still is focusing. It looks like theyre just hanging around at Autobot base (and maybe skywarp is just hanging around) but they are planning contingencies for what to do when Megatron strikes back. Bumblebee prolly does update Thundercracker on whats been happening when he visits tho. Theyre friends now. I think Thundercracker is torn between feeling relieved Starscream and Skywarp are safe and away from Megatron, proud of Starscream for finally seeking help, and resentful that it took him cutting himself out of the picture for them to do that. Man's tired. I think he just wants to chill.

[muletia]

had to add this

you know how when puppies do something wrong, they make themselves look soooo guilty: cant make eye contact, ears back, either puts themselves in the corner or is pawing at you to try and cute their way out of trouble.

imagine your puppy!speedster semi-wrecks your personal car bc they got jealous (why do you keep using that junk machine :[ they are WAY faster and prettier <\3) and you go to confront them and they are just refusing to make eye contact and inching slowly to the corner, grumbling...

idc if this is ooc idc IDC puppy speedsters are more important

the kitty!seekers is also taking over me. i can imagine skywarp and starscream being bratty cats, making direct eye contact with you while pushing your stuff off the counter. but thundercracker is soooo ragdoll coded to me. lovvvessss to cuddle up to you and wants to live in your skin <3

Hehe, such tasty food <3

The bot equivalent of flattened ears is door wings pressed tightly against their back. Oh, they will be very expressive about just how ashamed they are for committing such an offense (though, to be honest, they still think your car kind of had it coming. You have the fastest car on Earth at your disposal, and you choose to drive some basic ass car? Sooner or later, they just had to take matters into their own hands).

As punishment, they won’t be getting chin scratches for two weeks (they won’t last even two days)

And as for kitty!Seekers—

On the left, you’ve got the cuddle-bug, always wants to be on your lap, never leaving your side Thundercracker. And on the right, Starscream and Skywarp, begging for pets only to bite your hand right after you touch them

[crying-fantasies]

Power play

Masterlist

Featuring IDW1! Thundercracker, smut/fluff/tiny bit of angst, CW: power play, licking, masturbation (on the mech), talk of the war, handjob, implied blowjob.

“Do you want me here?”

No words, just the surge of electricity creeping over your arm, just enough to feel it tugging at your muscles, never to the point of it being harmful.

The cybertronian way to say “keep going” when words aren't enough or their processor is beyond forming decent thoughts.

“It is eye-catching, you know?”, a hard twist above his anterior node, if not for the stasis locks above him you could have been gone flying by that kick of his, “I always know where to touch, where to pinch”, your words are followed by a quick squeeze of a node inside his valve, he doesn't even moan, just outright glitches back to vosian, the bio lights over his spike flare as it trembles on your other hand, letting go of his internal node to get face to face to the base of his spike, looking how pretty the red lights cycle, “want me to make it good for you? Nice and sloppy before I put it inside?”

This time, you do obtain a “yes, please! I need it” as he knows how it turns you on, to have his approval for it, knowing how good your fingers feel in the discharge port of his spike, and knowing full well that you will stop till he says it with direct words, “I want you to-”

“Then get sizeable��, your face is pressed to one side of his spike, and he can feel the heat of your body going off in waves, sending shivers down his back strut and messing with his processor, “or do you want me to give my man a full body wash?”

You think he said yes, to what you aren't sure, but there's still a long way to go if you want to understand his vosian spilling during the throes of passion.

Back in the day, you could have laughed, more inclined to shrug it off and be uncomfortable with it than real joy-laced laughter. Some previous partners came up with the idea, or some tried to do it without even noticing at first. Somehow, it felt degrading.

Let go of it all. Maybe what had you more strangled from the practice was the fact that you didn't depend on them enough at the time. There was too much pressure upon you. What do you want to be? What do you think of this? Things moved too fast to catch on with them and their enthusiasm, soon leading to cold shoulders or rejection.

In the end, no one put up with you.

Then, this fragger chooses to betray his race for pitiful, strange, tiny organics that know nothing about what to do with the big scary aliens. Maybe you're being too harsh on him, no, you indeed were, as it was normal, you saw the attack, and you felt the pull of fear when you finally saw him.

You also noticed how his big red optics sparkled when someone talked to him nicely.

Not even nice in the sense of “Oh my let me get you all the energon you need for the rest of my life” but the “good morning” kind of nice, it gave you a glimpse of how fucked up the Decepticons were in their morale, his optics always had that glint of fascination when you said his designation followed by a simple greeting, people on base noticed too, Mainframe was the first to go the extra mile and give him a tablet big enough for him to use, Doc Sir made an energon dispenser and Marissa gave him a puppy.

Thundercracker beamed with so much happiness, answering the unasked question, if cybertronians could cry, they do, they cry, he had some kind of liquid on the verge of his optics and a little smile on his faceplate, someone said how gross it was and you were sure Marissa was the one to demote that person.

Turns out, the murder robot alien from deep space with sharp digits that could poke you open was a softie disguised, but that also explained why he sacrificed himself for a whole city, when Thundercracker talked to you of Vos, his hometown, in between broken words and glossy optics as he expressed vulnerability over the deep scar the image of the flying citadel left on him, falling in flames, collapsing anything and everything it once was, killing dozens in the fall and the collision, it made you reconsider what you believed of the Autobots, well, no, you weren't going to be like that dude, just settled on the fact, that simple fact, that yeah, they've being at war longer than Earth's age, but that didn't mean they liked it, it also didn't mean that all autobots were good, not all Decepticons are bad.

There was always the psychopath or the power-hungry idiot leading the rest, human history was full of them too.

It took you by surprise, he was so easy to chat with once he got the all-clear from you, do you want to know about what he is writing on his tablet? It wasn't the best you've heard of but it was indeed interesting to hear him rant about his own “Nurse Whitney” fanfiction, do you want to watch him transform? It's not a problem for him, maybe he looked a bit nervous about it but still pleased your curiosity, even doing it slowly, let you understand, or attempt, where everything went, do you want to know about Vos’ old songs? He would sing them to you even when he sounded like a bird wannabe, the similarities gave you the creeps for days as he looked expectantly at you.

Point of no return? During humanity take over-on Cybertron, the attempt, TC could have left you die by the fall when the explosion took over, but he did not, he caught you, asking desperately if you were okay as your body collided with the hard metal of his servo, “I’m fine” you assured in between the pit dragging you under, “thanks”.

You already saw him as a being, a sentimental one, full of intricate phases of himself, the sexual part of him came to light when you were watching TV together, nothing better to air at midnight than porn apparently, as if no kid would catch on it.

There was a hissing sound coming from him like a hot kettle, TC had a servo over his intake, optics big with surprise or repulsion you didn't figure out before changing the channels, it was embarrassing, it wasn't your fault, but you still felt the pain of embarrassment on your face, “just so you know, people do watch that, but not everyone does”

If anything, he tried to look composed, “Yeah, frag- I mean, your sexual intercourse, it's normal, everyone does it”.

That dragged a question that was answered for another, Thundercracker didn't want to go down in detail but it was answer enough when his optics couldn't look at you for longer times.

Things got heated pretty soon, it didn't happen that very same night, not even that exact year, the universe has a way to fuck people up, just put together two consenting individuals for enough time, remove the label and limits of simple friendship and you're good to go.

You never wanted any of that to happen, not like that at least, you never wanted to lead him so wrong, that you couldn't even talk to him now without asking yourself what was going on there, he was too worried hissing like a massive predator every time someone dared to try and talk shit of his script, what else was to be done? You knew next to nothing about cybertronians in that department of knowledge, no matter how much TC tried to translate Vosian poems to you, the translation wasn't accurate in the slightest.

Things got hard when an actor called his part bullshit and it was like seeing two giant metal roosters about to pluck the eyes out of the other.

So far, you have been the only one he hasn't tried to blow to pieces, only shouting angrily, soon to be overwhelmed with sadness. No one is looking, and you take your chance, he is awake, as expected, and red optics glance back at you from the darkness, angry, exhausted, he is on his pedes as he looks over you, menacingly, Buster has curled on her bed above his berth. “Why have you come back?”, you know this, like when you first meet him, putting up a hard exterior, something seemingly unbreakable, threatening to break you instead if you nudge at him wrong.

He is mad, of course, he is, for him, this has been nothing but stressful.

But you're also mad, because he never told you directly, you could've helped him, somehow and you let him know, shouting should be the last of your resources, but it breaks if only a tiny bit his facade, he watches over Buster, ensuring she is still sleeping as you call him names from “TC” to “Thundercracker of Vos”, before scoping you up to another room, trusting Buster to defend his private work.

“Are you crazy?!”, he is whispering, it's obvious he also wants to scream at your face, his wings are up, the universal vosian way telling you to “frag off”.

Frag, as far as you could get, was equal to fuck.

“Why don't you frag me instead?”

Too hard? Too hard, a lot harder than you intended, as a year of mutual pining finally gave in and had him under you, biting on his derma desperately, trying to shut away any sound he could do, not trusting himself to stay silent even with his vocalizer off, watching the ceiling, overcome with anxiousness and looking at his array.

Bad idea, very much a bad idea, the sensation took him over, you were expecting him to do so, waiting for his optics to center on you before dragging your whole hand over the nod on the head of his spike, it was mute, but his helm was fast to return to its previous position, both servos over his optics, “what?” you asked, gripping at it, his back arched with a silent scream, “really? No sound? How I'm supposed to know if you like it?”

TC was limp on the floor, wings trembling, plating chattering, his servos still over his faceplate, you didn't like it, “Hey”, took a moment but he peaked at you from between his digits, he looked so tense, taking two steps away from his spike you decided to let him go, “sorry, I don't know what came over me, this is…” you couldn't find the words, feeling embarrassed, you went too far, fear was soon creeping on your head, how were you to see him in the eyes from now on? “This is my fault, I'm so sorry-”

“Don't-”

It was broken, it was hard to hear, it was low, so low you believed it was your imagination, but Thundercracker was looking at you again, intake open, out of breath even when he didn't need it, “please”, his optics were shining in between pauses, like a heartbeat, a pulse, “please never stop”.

There was no necessity to feign any longer.

And it was such a relief on his part, finally telling you what he wanted for a long time, finally admitting to it.

“Keep going” he pleaded, his spike hard to the touch, your fingers traced around the whole length of it and he almost overloaded with that alone, “I don't want to think-”

“I get it”, something awoke that day, finally understanding the fire when he looked so ready to be pleased, “I'll take care of it, make you forget all about that”

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IDW1 Thundercracker makes things to me, there's nothing better than a man (alien?) with a puppy, you know he'll treat you right.

@tf-kinktober2024

[legs-like-jelly]

There’s no Thundercracker content and it makes me sad, so I came up with things :)

1. He seems to be the more serious of the three morons in G1, so I like to imagine Skywarp and Starscream will occasionally gang up on him and put a smile on his face when he’s been grumpy or serious for too long(then get destroyed seconds later lol)

2. HE HAS A DOG IN THE COMICS. First: That’s adorable. And second, imagine she’s trying to give him lil kisses to his neck or something and he’s trying so desperately hard to not squirm or make sudden movements cause he doesn’t wanna hurt his little puppy. But it tickles so bad!!😭

I swear, I’m so starved to Lee Thundercracker content, so I’ll take any thoughts you have

I NEED LEE THUNDERCRACKER INJECTED INTO MY VEINS ACTUALLY...

i feel like he wouldnt laugh loud but instead would giggle hysterically and keep his smile hidden bcs hes embarrassed abt it ARGH..

and his wings flicker when he gets tickled and the other two like teasing him about it which makes him more flustered and giggly AND-

[kaontic]

*Long post*

They are recovering from being exposed to a p.o.j.

Megs. I’m talking about Megs. He’s my second favorite villain of all time rn (tied with Star actually), but he is the ultimate p.o.j (piece of junk).

In fact, this issue, def makes me wanna change my pfp, use the Transfixatron on Megs in his gun mode, and bury his aft in the more than 200ft deep mine shaft at the bottom of this crater fr.

Obviously it’s not deep enough but still.

Or you know what scratch that—because I would just be vandalizing a cool site, wouldn’t I? With JUNK!

*Looks down*

Yeah. I said it. Why are you even here rn—? Do you want me to discuss the time you were responsible for Brawl m[REDACTED]ing a puppy?

Thundercracker: What?

DO YOU?!

Idc if he “just” wanted to capture the dog. He “just” wanted to capture the dog to make dog soldiers.

Not even Joker would do that.

And in this continuity and this issue, we find out that he has no problem with and is EAGER to recruit youngling soldiers.

Or in other words, Cybertronians who have not fully developed their brain chips yet who are thus easier to manipulate.

(God this is gonna be a long post—)

Optimus, Grimlock, any Autobot—you better have tried to talk/keep Bee out of fighting like you did with Carly. Or at least, be real with him and have the “Prime told me there’d be days like this!” conversation.

Cliff and Arcee too despite us knowing damn well that they will fight no matter what.

Because, after all, at least in the US, you can join the military at 18 (or 17 with parental consent). Furthermore, it’s a sad fact of life, but many underage people fight in conflicts all over. It happens and is happening and I’m glad this has finally been (at least as far as I see and remember) explicitly acknowledged in a franchise about war.

I’m gonna try to be more organized about this but here are more things to note:

. We don’t know any Cybertronian’s official age. That’s never been a thing, because you’d have to calculate, and Hasbro ain’t doin’ that math.

. That being stated tho, based on the dialogue, Star/Ulchtar in this flashback could be anywhere from 14-19 years old in human years.

. It seems like he has some part-time job. Mood.

. This is the first time in canon I’ve seen a youngling Starscream join the Decepticons. In G1, he was an adult (former full-time scientist right?). In the WFC games, an adult. In TF One, an adult (and even older than Megs? I mean Steve Buscemi’s voice does not age fr so—).

. Kup looks significantly younger here than he does in Issue #7. That is Kup up there, right? Like middle-aged I guess? ⬆️

(Oh man…how is Hot Rod going to react…RIP)

. Um…that information from Issue #1.

Ok ok ok—I really need to focus here—

. When Genvo gets blasted, he falls forward into Ulchtar’s arms. I’m no physicist, but this means he must have been shot from the back, right?

. Optimus to me seems to appear from behind Ulchtar (in the other direction).

. Optimus presumably does not hurt Ulchtar (or even notice him?), which makes sense (if he saw Ulchtar). He’s unarmed.

. Optimus doesn’t have the same gun he did in Issue #1 here, and he has no gun at all in the Energon Universe Special sh*t how am I supposed to compare—

Holy scrap I scare myself. O_O

. Megs’ fusion cannon cools fast.

. Megs knows that Ulchtar has brothers (“brothers” can also refer to comrades. As in “brothers-in-arms”).

. To Genvo, it’s not a matter of “if” Jetfire and Ulchtar join. It’s “when”. He knew more than he was able to let on too.

. Megs was able to answer Ulchtar’s question…despite him asking it in a low voice to himself? And from farther away? What?

. Megs, why the hell were you smiling when you made that claim in the EUS? That was my first 🚩, I just forgot to mention it before. Don’t you care about Cybertron? What is your deal? How old are you? HOW OLD IS OPTIMUS? HOW OLD IS JETFIRE NOW??????? THEY DIDN’T AGE THE SAME DUE TO THE CRASH—Oh wait right Void Rivals.

. Like no wonder Skybound Star acts so immature and violent, and maybe even resentful of Jetfire leaving him (which explains his hostility that caught Jetfire off guard).

In G1 he acts bratty, but he’s always been portrayed as an adult, so I didn’t expect this I just thought—FRAG— 😭

. I think we can all agree here that this is still not an excuse to lash out at the innocent, so Carly still deserves to get justice/his aft (idk [insert theme about revenge here]). But also Megs. Frag Megs, like honestly (I didn’t even like TF One Megs by the end). 😒

. And this is exactly how I imagine Megs recruiting his victims followers, especially when he’s interested in particular ones (it freaking happens in my AU but anyway— 😀).

Step 1: Show up at the right moment, when they are at their lowest. Act nice, very nice, and make yourself look less intimidating, by changing into something that’s not only small, but also capable of protection. Hence, a gun (gun-tank hybrid whatever—maybe he’s a triple changer like my AU).

It’s his way of communicating that he trusts you/sees your potential, and that you better could trust him because he will protect you, and guide you, and care for you, etc.—He’s totally not luring you into a false sense of security so he could use you. 🙂🫠

Step 2: Use information you know (to get even more personal) and high emotions to your advantage.

Step 3: ?????????????

Step 4: Profit until you get what’s coming to you.

Dammit why is he so magnetic? Forget the fusion cannon, that’s the scariest thing about him people!

My overall theory:

Genvo tragically said too much. Maybe he was trying to impress and gain Megs’ favor (somebody who he already looks up to), so he mentioned their (or just Ulchtar’s) clan (part of the Cybertronian defense force? Oh boy).

They’re numerous, fliers, and most valuably of all, some are outliers (have powers). Skywarp’s teleportation. The Rainmakers’ acid. Sunstorm’s radiation.

(Oh, how destructive that all would be in a fight…)

So, he put a tracker/recorder on Genvo (with or without his knowledge), wanting to find out what the clan’s deal was. Or maybe he or Soundwave just straight up stalked them via their alt modes, I wouldn’t be surprised. Are they interested in a side? Apparently not, and for Megs that’s a problem. Let’s make them interested.

Akin to the Aligned novels, he blows their territory up, intending to blame it on the Autobots. Genvo, perhaps aware of Megs’ plan/true intentions, is merely one loose end to tie.

In the end, Genvo wasn’t special or that useful, but he made for good fridge stuffing.

Idk how Omega Supreme factors into this. Maybe Optimus did blast Genvo. Nevertheless, Megs once again proves that he is the biggest selfish douchebag who cares more about himself than Cybertron’s future (unless proven otherwise?).

And I hope Carly wins/finds happiness along with Spike. Peace out. ✌️

[what-if-i-like-my-mechs-older]

Pt37

Megatron was standing infront of a kneeling Orion and Thundercracker, who despite the situation were trying extremely hard not to laugh while biting at their lips.

The Decepticon leader had his hands on his hips

"So, how exactly did that human pest and that yellow nuisance find you?"

He was less than impressed, as they shared a look and laughed.

"Well sir..."

"No not you Thundercracker, Orion will tell me, no doubt you're going to use your experiences in the next chapter, I expect that by next week by the way."

He held up a hand to silence the seeker and held Orions chin

"What trouble did you get him into?"

Orion bit Megatrons thumb hard enough to dent but the Con did not show any sign of discomfort.

"Pax, stop that."

Megatron spoke sternly as if he were speaking to a pet, a smile twitching at the corner of his lips as Orion obeyed.

"Well, it turns out you can pay the workers there for special allowances. They said they would return in about two hours , of course even if we had been finished by then...we could have easily just flown off."

Thundercracker covered his mouth , fighting the laugh that wanted to burst free.

"Special allowances?"

Megatron queried as an optic ridge raised.

"Mmhm our ferris wheel cage right at the top, Thundercracker managed to keep quiet when I sucked his spike but when he pushed me back and started riding my human one , couldn't keep his mouth shut...neither could I, he really knows how to move his hips."

Megatron's cheeks puffed out as he let out a sigh and covered his mouth, optics wide as he just couldn't believe this was how they found out about this.

"They thought I was being murdered sir, after all the didn't know I wasn't a human just crying out in ecstasy, you should have seen it when the wheel started moving, Thundercracker made damn sure we overloaded , only it was at the same moment we arrived at the bottom and our 'stalkers' saw us."

That was it , Thundercracker burst out laughing he couldn't hide it any more, he was holding his sides and fell to the ground.

Megatron just kicked him gently in the side.

"You're an idiot, but I suppose the fact Orion took care of you is what's important..."

Rolling his optics he looked at Orion.

"Did they see you, in your real form?"

This time it was Prime who looked away awkwardly as he put his hands like this 👉 👈

"Well, I may have panicked so hard I accidentally changed my form to my cybertronian one."

Megatron leaned his head back and made an urrrrrgggh sound.

"Now I'm going to have our Optimus preaching at us about public atrocities. No doubt he'll be saying this is the worst thing we've ever done and think of the humans. Please I've literally caught him rubbing one out behind and abandoned warehouse...offered a helping hand....didn't end well."

Megatron could see the kicked puppy look coming to the surface on Orions features.

"No, no I haven't bed you because he refused me, wait Orion come back he-"

Orion gave him the finger and stomped off.

Thundercracker looked at Megatron with the expression of 'damn man really?'

"My brother in Primus, you might have well just screamed , I only slept with you because our Prime wouldn't part his legs, so I made do."

Megatron pinched the bridge of his nose, optics closed, what was he going to do with this lot.

"Yes, I was aware of how that sounded after it came out-"

"I mean do you realise how much that sucks you brought that up, he already feels like he's out of place, just from his looks alone. Then there's wondering if others haven't tried to kill him simply by your orders or hoping to get a taste of Prime meat."

"Shrapnel?"

"Yes, who else would put that so crudely, but stop going off topic, he's not you Megatron, if he were he would have attempted to conquer his way in , he doesn't know if he's going back, or if this is his new life, uprooted from his home...at least we have ruins he has nothing."

He went to his feet, while he was glaring his wings gave way that he was still nervous standing up to him

"We are all that he has until he decides to reject us because he's made to feel that even here he has no place."

Thundercracker then mimicked him with that same hand gesture of someone talking too much

"Meh meh meh, I offered to jerk off Optimus, and he said no, weh weh, so I made do with the next best thing, meh meh."

Megatron closed his optics and took a deep breath.

"The only way I can show him how unalike they are is by letting them meet, it could make things worse especially if he sees Optimus as better than him without being able to appreciate the fact he's very much his own mech."

Folding his arms, brow furrowing

"Considering he defeated my counter part, if it were I , I would have stolen him away and travelled the galaxy , so why didn't-"

Thundercracker gave a look that said he knew why, it didn't go unnoticed either .

"Spit it out."

"He killed Starscream."

"He told you this?"

"In the tunnel of love, we went around a couple of times just talking, kissing and then you know , ferris wheel."

"I see."

Soundwave poked his head in

"Lord Megatron-"

He noticed Orion wasn't there, thankfully the mask hid his disappointment.

"Optimus Prime is hailing us."

Megatron let out another grumbling sigh

"Predictable as always, Prime."

Next

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[brandwhorestarscream]

elite trine x elite trine

I'm telling you right now that Starscream is the one getting sparked up, solely because he is such a size queen and demands double penetration every single time the trine faces. Double the spike means double the transfluid, and even though they're all stocked up on contraceptives, eventually having his gestation tank so full bites him in the aft.

Now, the elite trine are old lovers. They've been around a long time. You will never convince me that they didn't have at least one litter of sparklings sometime before Vos fell. Probably more. They all died in the fall. So Starscream knows what this feeling is--the swelling, the nausea, the sudden rampant hunger.

And he's in denial.

He's terrified. This can't be happening! Not now, not again, not here! Not while they're stranded on earth, not while he and Megatron are at their very worst, not when Vosians are on the very brink of extinction and there's less than a hundred of them left! No, no, no! This could not be worse, it really could not be any worse-

There's nine of them.

Starscream screeches in devastation and anger and a million other emotions when he bears his spark before a mirror and there's more than three, more than six, and sure enough seven, eight, nine teeny tiny sparks like little sprinkles of stardust orbiting around his. That's nothing crazy for a seeker, they always have sparklings in threes, but nine! It's just him and his mates--there's the rest of the airforce, of course, but they're not a proper aerie! He can't possibly terminate them, not when Vos's people are one bad battle away from total annihilation, but he can't keep them!

He dusts off some old protocols and tries desperately to put the sparklings into diapause, refusing to breathe a word of their existence to anyone. With their growth frozen he can double his efforts to finish this war and then they can go home and the little ones can be born safely. That's the plan, anyway.

Unfortunately, diapause takes a lot of energy. It has to keep all of the sparklings suspended in what is essentially a cryosleep funded by his own body, for all nine of them, and that's got very serious demands on his frame. Demands that he can't realistically cater to for long. He's very sneaky for awhile and does everything in his power to distract, misdirect, keep anyone from noticing the extra fuel going missing, but it's not long until Soundwave catches him. Recognizes the shift in his EM field and the way he walks, and promptly rats him out to Megatron.

Big boss is far from happy, but is honestly more exasperated than anything. Of course. If anyone was going to get themselves knocked up during wartime, it would be Starscream, wouldn't it? Then, he does something that's worse than anything he's ever done before:

Assigns his SIC to desk work

Starscream is seething! His position as air commander has been handed over to Thundercracker (who's none too pleased about the situation either), and he's been taken off active field duty for the foreseeable future. He's more prone to making mistakes and having lessened reaction time in his "condition", and Megatron wants these new seekerlings born healthy. Which will be kind of hard if their carrier gets himself blown up, so Starscream is stuck at the base devising battle formation strategy and barking at the air force not to get sloppy in his absence.

His two mates are no help either, he'll grumble to anyone that will listen. Skywarp's been following him around like a lovesick puppy and always wants to feel his belly and coo nonsense to his chassis, and no amount of wriggling away will get him to stop. He's so clingy its suffocating, always sneaking cheeky kisses and tummy pats. He thinks Starscream is just more and more adorable the more his belly grows 🤭 and Thundercracker remembers perfectly all the things Starscream likes when he's expecting, exactly what kind or sour snacks and how he likes the cushions for his wings, and also has the dietary supplement table memorized. If he's having 9 bitties they'll each roughly be X amount of weight when 30% grown so he needs to drink at minimum Y number of cubes a day to keep up with their growth demand and-

So on and so forth. Overall, they're excited, but deep down... they're all individually terrified of loss. When Vos was bombed, the seeker population lost 95-98% of it's members. They lost everyone, every parent, aunt, uncle, cousin, and distant relative: it's only by sheer luck that they survived. Their previous litter of bitties was lost then, though they don't know how they died. Every familial bond they had shattered that day and the bodies were never recovered. They don't know if they suffered. They don't know if they were scared. They don't know if it was instant or if it was dragged out and torturous. All they know is the deep, gaping loss left behind by the lost sparkling bonds still ring so painfully and clear-cut it's near debilitating sometimes. They're afraid that the autobots will take these ones away, too: that they'll die at the hands of bigoted grounders that think they don't deserve to live just for being children of the sky. They're so afraid that they won't be able to protect them, and that they'll lose them, too.

It shows in the way Starscream paces and mumbles feverishly to himself at 3 a.m. It shows in the way Skywarp becomes vicious and bloodthirsty on the battlefield, and it shows in the way Thundercracker carefully curls his shaking hands around his mate's belly in the middle of the night when he thinks they're asleep, muffled sobs overlayed with whispered prayers to please, please let this time be different.

When the bitties finally arrive they're in little eggs, 9 perfect little spheres with rubber outer shells and stuffed to the brim with gelatinous filling. Every egg pulses strongly with the force of the infant spark within, and they can see outlines of their children, all curled up in the fetal position and almost ready to hatch. They've already prepared a nest for their eggs, a perfectly warm and secure spot where one of them will always be there to watch them. Mostly Starscream, as the other two have more work to do, but he doesn't mind. He can read and draw up plans while sitting next to them, occasionally reaching to turn them if he thinks one looks cold, and making sure to talk to fill the silence. Sometimes to them, sometimes to himself to narrate what he's doing, just so the sparklings know they aren't alone.

When they start to hatch Skywarp and Thundercracker both get a frantic keysmash text from Starscream falling out of his chair, then another with ITS TIME!!!! followed by a blurry picture of their nest, and one of the eggs has a noticeable hairline fracture in it. Skywarp, bless his spark, is so excited and also very much not thinking straight, grabs Thundercracker's hand and forcibly sprints out of the command center dragging him along. It takes him a full 10 seconds to realize his mate is telling him to, "Just teleport us!"

"...oh yeah!"

They arrive just in time to witness the birth of their first son: a darling little seekerling that's all blue head to toe with a deep gray faceplate and Skywarp's eyes. These babies are tiny, as there are nine of them, they can easily be cradled in their hands. Skywarp moves to pick him up and promptly gets nipped at: Starscream laughs, and lowers his helm to chirp at the little one. Bitty responds in turn, knowing instinctively that this is his carrier, and reaches out both tiny servos to him.

His siblings come quickly after, all range of lovely color combinations: a red and purple one, white and blue, black and white, on and on it goes! They're all beautiful and healthy, and the proud parents give them all names befitting Vosians, as well as a solemn promise: to never, ever let anything hurt them. To love and protect them now, for always, and forever 💖

[yayasvalveplay]

G1 Bumblebee, Skywarp, and Thundercracker threescore.

The two seekers are in their heat cycle, and since Bumblebee is the only one "unclaimed," they decide to mate with him.

Both nibbled and sucked at the minibots neck. His. His cute little moans doing stuff to both of them. They had stolen him away from the battle field. And are now hiding away I a nearby cave system that they both know no one would go into. Plus if they did Skywarp could just warp them away.

"Thunder, Warp." Bee moaned at a particular harder nibble, almost biting into a cable and leaving behind energon. Oh they could play with their minibot for hours. But now was not the time.

"You gonna open up for us pretty bee?" Skywarp asked, pawing at the interfacing panels that was just as heated as their own. "We can show you a very good time. Just let us see." Thundercracker continued, digging into his legs sensitive cabling.

A whimper, before both valve and spike pannel was being pulled away, both immediately disregarded his neck in favor of his small but girthy spike.

They both wrapped their lips around the side of the spike, licking long trails up and down. Sometimes stopping to pull each other in a heated kiss, letting their collective saliva drop onto the head of the spike before diving back too it.

This kept up for a while, charge building, and the moment Bee thought he was going to over load, they'd kiss, they were defiantly doing that on purpose now. But frag was it hot.

Then Skywarp was taking his entire spike down to the back of his throat. Where Bumblebee proceeded to spill his transfluid into the tight heat of the seekers mouth.

Skywarp let up, sticking out his tongue to show that he has swallowed every drop of transfluid. That truely made his spike pulse more, wanting so badly to feel their valves on him.

With a low growl, he pushed Skywarp away, and then down on his back, his mind clouding over with the smell of heat he now realized was permeating through the room. It only amplified him more, he rubbed his spike over the puffy outer nood, then the lips, before having it ever so slightly push in and out of his valve entrance.

Skywarp whined, bucking into the feel, wanting to get his spike all of the way in. But Bee paused, teasing him by only slipping the tip in before calling over Thundercracker, who looked like a kicked puppy.

"Sit." He pointed to Skywarps face. Thundercraker looked confused. "A good mech who obeys gets spikes. Now sit." He pointed more aggressively then he should. The blue mech did what he was told, hovering over Skywarps face.

"Good Thunder. Warp lick him, I want him wet when I penitrait him next." Both instantly understood what was happening. Their heat had affected Bee so much he's gone into a rut. Are they complaining? No they do what they are told.

Thundercracker grinding down on Skywarps mouth, as he plunged it inside, licking and sucking, getting him all nice and wet for Bee; who was now fucking his valve nice and hard, no where close to hitting the back of his valve, but it didn't matter, as Bee was hitting his good spot every single thrust.

Then before they knew it, transfluid was being spilled once again, reaching deep into Skywarps valve. His forge welcoming the transfluid.

They all only had a few moments to breath before Bee pulled out, jumping, and plumiting his spike into Thumdercrackers valve, taking him. Taking both of them for almost the entire rest of their day.

Both sides now a bit worried about their mission faction Mate's.

----

"So why did you two choose me anyways?"

"You were unclamed." Thundercraker said, before diving back onto his spike, sucking away with lewd noises, that almost made Bee cum right there and then.

"E-elaberate?"

It was Skywarps voice that came next from the other side, sucking Bee's valve. "You never had a mate. No one claimed you. So we did it ourselves. And now you are ours."

Makes sense.

"Well see who owns who."

"Bring it, baby Bee."

[ask-a-bot]

WOAH! puppy dog be upon ye!! (He doesn't have a name yet, he was a surprise puppy, mom didn't even look pregnant)

Mine?

No, Starscream.

No fair! Thundercracker gets a puppy!

In a series of comics that are all about him! There is no puppy. There is no Commander Fairweather! Merryweather. Whatever her name is supposed to be.

Maybe it just hasn't happened yet, Megatron!

I very much doubt that.

Why? They were right about him writing soppy Earth dramas – how could anyone know that? Only his trine knows about that and I didn't blab about it.

Skywarp is 1) an idiot and 2) a gossip.

She wouldn't!

Would she?

I believe she would. Especially seeing as she told me all about it before.

The dirty traitor! Trine secrets are meant to be sacred!

And now he has gone off to start one of his famous tantrums. Wonderful.

The dog pictures are very nice. Congratulations on your new pet and thank you for sharing them.

I advise against telling Starscream where you reside, however.

[smallestapplin]

:O Smallest, that was so beautiful! I've never really thought about Thundercracker in that way before but I think I need to rewatch a few things. What iteration of transformers do you think does Thundercracker the most justice? Also, would you be so kind as to share some of your headcannons for him????

Sending you platonic hand kisses - 🏳️‍🌈 anon

I believe it’s the 2005 IDW comics tho I’m not sure which one, but also thank you I love talking about these dorks, I hope you enjoy these romance headcanons.

GN!Reader

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- thundercracker is a bit awkward at first, he’s not really sure how to approach social situations with humans. He’s a bit quiet at first, simply because what would he even ask or talk about? You starting to talk makes him feel better, and helps him ease into an easy conversation. Thundercracker is a stand offish con, always trying to not go beyond some imaginary limit you have to help him through.

- Please show him shitty tv shows, romcoms, or silly but good cartoons, he thrives off them, not only does he get an inside of humanity, but it’s funny and helps fill the silence. He’s mostly weak to romance dramas, and he will yell at the tv like an angry dad watching football, you’d be scared if it wasn’t so funny. He will go quiet and stew in his emotions about it, but then he’s pouting cause CLEARLY her childhood best friend was the better choice-

- After leaving the cons he has more time on his servos, so expect him to go through the media you give in within like a month. Or he calls you randomly, no matter the times sometimes waking you up, just to tell you to look outside, and there is a very familiar blue jet in your backyard. He likes flying you around, the joy you have from it makes him feel complete.

- He’s very protective over Buster, that’s his sweet baby puppy no matter how old she gets, but watching you bond so easily with her, and always coming over with dog food and toys makes his wings flutter in joy.

- Now that you’re a key person in his life, prepare for how protective he is. Thundercracker isn’t controlling or possessive, but he does worry a lot and it shows, he’s always calling to make sure you’re okay, and if you need help cause he will break the sound barrier to get to you.

- He’s very much not into physical affection at first, but its comical how quickly he realizes he likes it and always wants you on his shoulder so you can kiss his cheek. Often likes writing out his scripts or fan works with you on his shoulder, or in his spark chamber, you being close and doing your own things makes him so happy, it makes him feel close to you and comfortable since he trusts you so much.

- Thundercracker treats you like glass, any quick sound you make always makes him jump as he’s so afraid to hurt the one good thing he has in his life. He will never get use to it, and always checks you over for any injuries before carrying you or placing you on his shoulder.

- So, so many kisses, it’s a miricale you can even leave his little hidey hole with how much his dermas are on you. In private, just the two of you, he can’t help but want to kiss you as a thank you for being there for him, choosing him, and loving him of all cybertronians, no doubt you could have some better bot, but you picked him? He’s honored.

- Please for the love of Primus never go through his files on his data pad, the only thing he’s hiding are (in his words) the cringy self indulgent fanfics he wrote when he was longing for you, he can’t bring himself to delete them but he also never wants you to see those of he will offline.

- Date night is a must, or two date nights, or maybe three-

- He’s kind of a sap, a hopeless romantic with his own gruff flare to it. Dropping in randomly for a night time fly, occasionally making you watch him do aerial tricks so he can show off to you and earn your praise, he wants to so more human style dates and see what the hype is, but the issue is you have a 30 foot tall robot boyfriend who isn’t exactly easy to hide.

- WINGS! His wings are a huge part of him and the culture left behind on Cybertron, if you were to pick up on his wing language reading him through the, he would be fighting back tears, he lost so much due to the war and now is not as close to those he called friends who understood his wing movements, showing so deeply that you care about him like this makes his spark swell.

- Speaking of wings, being mostly alone now makes it hard for him to do any touch ups or get a small rock from out of his grooves, when you offer to help don’t be surprised if he rejects you so fast. If it’s not a medical emergency, most flight mode Cybertronians don’t like having their wings messed with unless you are a trusted friend, life partner, family, or conjunx. Thundercracker will come around though, softy apolozing and asking for help, and don’t mention that his engine is making a revving purr like sound, he’s very happy and content, but still embarrassed by his previous actions.

[revelboo]

May I request a part 2 to “Skin and Bones: Megatron x pet reader”? Maybe megatron is stuck taking care of the reader again. Skywarp’s a d*ck who forgot to feed the poor organic that morning. And maybe there’s another incident where the human doesn’t think anyone is in earshot and megatron hears them singing and/or frees-stying poetry because they are bored. Bonus points if the human gets a bouncy ball as a gift from some con (if you’re choice I’m thinking Starscream or Soundwave but maybe Megatron? Whoever you feel is most likely to do it) for entertainment and just as said con of your choice turns around to address a concerned con to say “Oh don’t worry they aren’t a human sparkling they won’t try to eat it and choke, it’ll be fine.” The human pulls an Andy from parks and rec by throwing the ball against the nearest metal wall and it bouncing back to hit them in the face making them fall to the ground. 😂

Skin and Bones pt 2

Megatron x reader- pet

• A day without drama. Without putting out fires, dealing with whatever abominations Shockwave has created, or handling poorly thought out take over attempts by his SIC. Megatron’s not quite sure what to make of it as he rounds a corner and nearly steps on the human. Because it’s somehow loose and unsupervised and it definitely shouldn’t be.

• Yelping, you throw yourself backward as you nearly run right under the huge foot of Megatron in your hurry. Falling back on your butt, you stare up at him with dread. Especially as you hear your pursuer’s heavy steps. Oh, you’re dead. The leader of the Decepticons stares at you before looking back the way you came. Because you can both hear Skywarp threatening to weld you to a wall when he catches you. Very dead.

• Megatron frowns as the human darts toward him, having apparently decides its pursuer is scarier than he is and he’s not sure what to make of that. That he’s the safe harbor in the storm. Hearing the snarling profanity before the Seeker darts into the hallway, Megatron bends and scoops up the human, once again surprised by how light it is, insubstantial skin and bones. Aside from a sharp intake of breath, it’s silent. Those big eyes stare pleadingly up at him from that oddly almost Cybertronian face. Aside from the softness of it, he can almost pretend it’s a particularly tiny minicon.

• “Lose something?” He asks, dragging his optics from the human to Skywarp as the Seeker freezes.

• “It got away from me. Won’t happen again.” Baring his denta in a smile that promises pain, he holds out a hand. You shrink back, pressing tighter to the hand holding you.

• “Why aren’t you on patrol?” Shifting his cupped hand closer to his chassis, Megatron huffs as those little hands hold on to him. Clinging to him for safety. That shouldn’t warm his spark, but it does. He’s not soft on the hapless little creature. Of course not.

• “I’m not scheduled for-“

• “Allow me to rephrase that, go patrol,” he says, noting the way the human’s shoulders slump in relief as it looks up at him. Skywarp stiffens and for a moment, he thinks the mech might argue, then he turns on his heel. But not before shooting a filthy look at the human in his hand. He waits until Skywarp is gone before rumbling. “Want to explain what you did to make him so angry?”

• Breath hitching, your lips part, because he’s asking you a question. And he expects an answer. Starscream, Thundercracker, and Soundwave treat you so much like a badly trained, but loved puppy that you forget that they know you’re intelligent sometimes. Those red optics are burning a hole in you as you debate how much trouble the truth will get you in before you start talking.

• It wasn’t really your fault anyway. Thundercracker had given you the dodge ball like you were a little kid not an adult. How old did they think you were? Turning the hard rubber ball in your palms to test the weight of it, you’d offered Thundercracker a smile because he meant well at least. He was always bringing you weird stuff and when you thank him, he does that weirdly adorable wing flutter just like Starscream does when you agree with him.

• No sooner has he left, you’d become aware of Skywarp- your skin had prickled in goosebumps as you’d tried to not panic. Because this one had made it his goal to mess with you. Refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking, your skin still crawled because he’s there behind you. You could feel him behind you, watching with cruel predatory interest. You’d tossed the ball up and caught it to get a feel for it, then turned and lobbed it right at Skywarp’s face since it was right there. And when were you going to get a better opportunity?

• After admitting what you’d done as revenge for an earlier attempt by Skywarp to drown you that he’d generously called a bath, you fell silent and waited for Megatron’s judgement. Really, it’d been Skywarp’s fault for leaning so close to you- what had he expected? And a lot of the anger was because, by sheer luck, you’d nailed him square in the optic.

• Your tension drains away when Megatron actually laughs, his other hand coming up to ruffle your hair a bit too roughly with a servo and declare you tiny but fierce. Sure. He can call you whatever he wants if he keeps Skywarp from murdering you. You relax in his hand as he carries you back to the throne room to wait for Soundwave or Starscream to notice you’re missing. Previous Next

[zehecatl]

Skywarp's been making a pathetic, low-droning, whining sound for the past who-knows how many cycles.

It's been constant. It's been nonstop. It's been driving Starscream insane.

"What!" he snaps, finally, slamming his soldering iron on the table; pivots on his seat, wings bristling, annoyance so sharp he can taste it.

Skywarp, piled up on his berth, covered in a not-innumerable amounts of blankets, looks at him with what Starscream can best describe as a kicked puppy expression. Optics wide, glimmering, body curled more or less into itself. He looks, frankly, pathetic.

"What," Starscream repeats, leaning back. He knows that look.

Skywarp whines. Kicks the sound up a notch, so Starscream can really hear how pitiful and sad it is, and it doesn't do much but deepen the sneer on Starscream's face.

"Whatever it is you want- no."

Skywarp, somehow, manages to whine louder. He flops down, the sound loud and sharp, entirely at odds with whatever display he's trying to put on, and then turns, pushing up the pile of blankets to make a visible little cove, and no.

"I am not cuddling with you," he sneers, turning right back around. He picks up his smoldering iron, except it's not so much pick up, as lying his servo flat on it, digits curling in. "Absolutely not."

Skywarp repeats the whining sound. And then, when Starscream ignores him, does it again, this time with as much drag as possible, the sound falling over itself, pulled along for much too long.

Starscream swears. Internally. And extremely colourfully.

"Where's Thundercrack," he says, flat, not as much a question as a demand. Behind him, the whine stops, and Starscream does not look, because he knows exactly what he'd see- Skywarp, perking up, like a dog smelling treats, and they have been on this planet for too long.

"Not here," he says, and Starscream winces, because he does, admittedly, sound rough. There's a roughness to his voice, like the words can barely get free, and it's not like Starscream wasn't aware of the fact that Skywarp is, like, sick. Sick-sick. But it was very easy to ignore, especially with the way he had spent most of the day curled up on his berth, deep in recharge, but-

He sighs. Wings drooping. Behind him, Skywarp cheers, and then stops, likely because it hurts to cheer.

Starscream pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Move over," he says, and gets up. There's a clatter behind him, the sound of fabric rustling, and when Starscream turns around, Skywarp is looking at him, grin wide on his face.

Starscream should shoot him.

Instead, he gets onto the berth- it's bigger than a normal one, something Starscream's personally got done, because loath as he is to admit it, Seekers can get clingy- and barely has time to settle before Skywarp pushes himself close, wriggling up into his space.

"Don't infect me," Starscream says, sneering, but it falls flat- especially since he moves his arm out of the way to make more space, and when Skywarp's finally settled in as close as possible, he drapes his arm back down, right over him.

Skywarp's hot. A fever, likely, and Starscream slides his servo up along his back, puts digits to the curve of his neck, and gauges the temperature- it's not too bad, all things considered, but it's still high enough something like worry ticks alive in his spark.

"You better be running some antivirus," he chides, and Skywarp makes a soft little sound against his chassis, wings fluttering. Starscream sighs.

He should, truthfully, be working. Even here, trapped in Skywarp's embrace, Starscream could pull up schematics, could look over plans, could- do something.

Skywarp's a warm weight at his front. Too warm, really, but it's been... a while.

So he settles himself. Slides down a little, loops an arm around Skywarp's middle, and- breathes.

There is nothing to do, he tells himself. You can be here, with Skywarp, safely.

Skywarp nuzzles his helm against him. Makes a low sound, so low Starscream barely recognizes him- a purr, he thinks, and could laugh. Cry, maybe.

The war takes so much from them. But this- this single moment- Starscream thinks he can keep.

So he closes his optics. Vents out, in. And when Skywarp repeats that sound at him, the low sound of something satisfied, happy, Starscream repeats it back- haltingly, rough, but there.

[nerds-yearbook]

Appendix: Some of the Fantasy/Sci Fi/etc roles of John Stephenson

Dr Brewster/Phil Coulson/Police Inspector Mark Davis - Science Fiction Theatre (1955 - 56)

Dr Benton Quest - Johnny Quest (1964 - 1965)

Varner - Man From U.N.C.L.E. (1965)

Narrator - The Atom Ant Show (1965)

Get Smart - Parkerson (1965)

Colonel Fusby - The Peter Potamus Show (1964 - 66)

Chief Winchley - The Secret Squirrel Show (1965 - 66)

Professor Conroy - Frankenstein Jr and the Impossibles (1966 - 67)

Native - Galaxy Trio (1967)

Chief Winchley - Atom Ant/Secret Squirrel Show (1967)

Pondo - Mighty Dick and the Mighty Mightor (1967)

John Niven - The Invaders (1967)

Various voices - Birdman (1967 - 68)

Luke - Wacky Races (1968 - 69)

Farlik - Arabian Knights (1968 - 69)

Captain Leech - The Adventures of Gulliver (1968 - 69)

Captain Nemo - Josie and the Pussycats (1970)

Cat - Adventures of Pinocchio (1971)

Parafiend - The Funky Phantom (1971 - 72)

Director - Mission Impossible (1972)

Moton - Josie and the Pussy Cats in Outer Space (1972)

Captain Mike Murphy - Sealab 2020 (1972)

Mr Arable - Charlotte's Web (1973)

Voices - Goober and the Ghost Chasers (1973)

Voices - The New Scooby Doo Movies (1972 - 73)

Mr Finkerton - Inch High Private Eye (1973)

King Plasto - The Super Friends (1973)

Hadji - Jeanie (1973)

Voices - Speed Buggy (1973)

Cousin Itt - The Addams Family cartoon (1973)

Second Team Lawyer - Herbie Rides Again (1974)

Major General - Six Million Dollar Man (1974)

Trash Collector - Patridge Family 2200 AD (1974)

Voices - Dynomutt Dog Wonder (1976)

Voices - 5 Weeks in a Balloon (1977)

Dori - The Hobbit (1977)

Voices - Marvel Action Universe (1977)

Voices - The Scooby Doo Show (1978)

Voices - Fangface (1978)

Captain Snerdley & General Blowhard - Yogi's Space Race (1978)

Captain Snerdly - Galaxy Goof-Ups (1978)

Voices - Scooby Doo Where Are You (1969 - 78)

Doctor Doom - Fantastic Four (1978)

Voices - Scooby Doo/Dynomutt Hour (1976 - 78)

Count Rockula - The Flintstones Meet Rockula and Frankenstone (1979)

Hairy Scary - Casper the Friendly Ghost: Heavy Ain't Scary He's Our Brother (1979)

King Brobdingnag - Gulliver's Travels (1979)

Professor Harkness - Fred and Barney Meet the Thing (1979)

Harry Scary - Casper and the Angels (1979)

Hairy Scary - Casper's First Christmas (1979)

Gondorian Guard - Return of the King (1980)

Voices - Captain Caveman and the Teen Angels (1977 - 1980)

Frank Frankenstein - The Flintstones' New Neighbors (1980)

Voices - Plastic Man (1979 - 1980)

Narrator - The Drak Pack (1980)

Frank Frankenstein - Flintstones: Wind-Up Wilma (1981)

Frank Frankenstein - Flintstones: Jogging Fever (1981)

Frank Frankenstein - Flintstones: Fred's Final Fling (1981)

Voices - Richie Rich/Scooby Doo Show (1980 - 81)

Voices - Space Stars (1981)

Voices - Trollkins (1981)

Dr Norton - Spider-Man (1981 - 82)

Voices - Scooby and Scrappy-Doo Puppy Hour (1982)

Ski Announcer - Inspector Gadget (1983)

General Flagg - G.I. Joe RAH: The MASS Device (1983)

Voices - The Incredible Hulk (1982 - 83)

Voices - The New Scooby and Scrappy-Doo Show (1983)

Colossus - Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends (1981 - 83)

Voices - The Littles (1983)

Voices - Scooby-Doo and Scrappy Doo (1979 - 83)

Voices - Rubik, The Amazing Cube (1983)

Doctor Doolittle - The Voyages of Doctor Doolittle (1984)

Voices - The New Scooby-Doo Mysteries (1984)

Doctor Fury - Robo Force: The Revenge of Nasgar (1984)

Boris Kreepoff - The 13 Ghosts of Scooby-Doo (1985)

Voices - Scooby's Mystery Funhouse (1985 - 86)

Kup - Transformers: Five Faces of Darkness (1986)

Dr Lucifer, Gen Flagg, Gen Franks, Gen Hawk, MacIntosh - G.I. Joe (1985 - 86)

Beef Bonk - Galaxy High School (1986)

Voices - Centurions (1986)

Granok - InHumanoids (1986)

Granok - InHumanoids: The Movie (1986)

Voices - The Smurfs (1981 - 87)

Commissioner - The Jetsons (1985 - 87)

Thundercracker - The Transformers (1984 - 1987)

Bionic 1 - Bionic Six (1987)

Mr Slate - The Jetsons Meet the Flintstones (1987)

Doc - Fraggle Rock cartoon (1987)

Voices - Superman (1988)

Oompo - Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland (1989)

Professor Charles Xavier - Pryde of the X-Men (1989)

Voices - Fantastic Max (1988 - 89)

Jeffers Marston - The Real Ghostbusters (1990)

Voices - A Pup Named Scooby-Doo (1988 - 91)

Major Synapse - Darkwing Duck (1991)

Voices - Spacecats (1991)

Voices - Aahh!!! Real Monsters (1995)

Luke - Wacky Races (2000)

Voices - Scooby-Doo Winter Wonderdog (2002)

Ganthet - Duck Dodgers (2003)

Zelig - What's New Scooby-Doo (2003 - 04)

Sheriff - Scooby-Doo! Abracadabra-Doo (2009)

Voices - Scooby-Doo and the Robots (2011)

Voices - Scooby-Doo Laff-A-Lympics Scary Games (2012)

Voices - Scooby-Doo 13 Spooky Tales Holiday Chills and Thrills (2012)

Roger - Scooby-Doo Frankencreepy (2014)

This is just a glimpse as he had an incredibly large body of film, tv, and voice work, including providing the voice of Mr. Slate in numerous versions of the Flintstones. He worked into almost his 90's.