#idw thundercracker

[transingthoseformers]

Been watching the Oscars tonight and now I'm imagining in a universe out there, there's Thundercracker in the audience for he has been nominated for best director. If one notices the EXTRA STEEL REINFORCED STAGE you can tell who's gonna take that Oscar for this year.

Thundercracker: I would like to thank my wife for believing in my dream!

Marissa: ☺️

Thundercracker: And to a certain member of my Trine I am now proud to say I told you so!

Starscream: [rolling his optics from his custom VIP seat]

SSGSGSSGGS GOD YES😭

[windydrawallday]

Yes, I LOVE TORTURING MYSELF WITH DETAILS every blue moon (TC in [this pose] requested by @mariequitecontrary that I took too seriously skdhfkjsd).

[revelboo]

would you ever think about writing something with the elite trine/starscream, thundercracker, and skywarp x a human reader ...... perchance .......... i am a hungry little peasant child, digging for scraps of poly trine x reader on the side of the road which is called tumblr .......... [TAKE UR TIME . OR DONT DO THE REQUEST ITS OKAY SERIOUSLY !!!!!!!!! GENUINELY YOURE SUCH A GOOD WRITER AND ITS SO INSANE THAT THE STARSCREAM X READER HCS HAS 33 POSTS ...... SINGLE HANDEDLY FEEDING US STARSCREAM LOVERS]

All I heard was reverse harem Seeker smut 🌶️ 18+ no plot here. Mass displaced mechs

Trine x Reader- sharing (stand-alone)

• Big servos flex against your hips and pull you back against a warm frame. It’s the feel of denta gripping your shoulder hard enough to bruise that gives away that it’s Skywarp. Little stinging nips along the curve of your neck that are intended just to make his brothers angry. Marking you. One of his big hands slides up to curl around your throat, the other down your front.

• Biting again as he cups your slick flesh, you make that little breathy sound of need that drives him crazy. Hips rocking against his hand in invitation and he’s generous today, not teasing. Pressing a servo into you and stroking until you’re moving against him to ride his palm. So needy. “You started already?” Growling as he looks over at Thundercracker, he nips that soft skin again, ignoring the question. He’d never shared anything very well. Star can be as angry as he likes after he’s finished with you. Withdrawing that slick servo earns him a little noise of protest, but as he urges you down, bending you over, you submit willingly. Needing this as much as he does. Wings lifting stiffly as he tries to ignore Thundercracker watching, he buries his spike in your wet heat.

• Groaning as he drives deep, you feel his servos tighten on your hips and then he’s rutting against you. Rough and fast, almost too much. And he’s growling in your ear, a rumbling stream of Cybertronian you can’t understand as he claims you, his bigger body caging yours. What’s it say about you that you don’t mind being shared by them? That your body responds the same way to all three Seekers. Hunger and heat. Skywarp shifts against you, thrusts becoming more urgent to send heat coiling through you. Impatient, hard strokes and then his rhythm falters and he bites again, hard enough to break the skin. The sharp sting tangling with the pleasure to drive you over the edge as he buries himself deep to release.

• Thundercracker watches Skywarp drag his glossa against your shoulder, his red optics bright as he slides out, a hand stroking affectionately down your spine. “Such a good pet,” Skywarp chuckles, teasing. Thundercracker knows he needs to wait for Starscream, that he’s going to be mad enough, but as you roll onto your back, thighs parted and slick, he’s moving without thinking. Dragging you to the edge so your legs hang over and burying his spike inside you. Curling himself over you, he rolls his hips and slides a hand under the back of your head. Lifting you enough he can reach and explore your mouth as he lazily rocks himself inside you. Taking his time to tease you both.

• For being the most affectionate of the three, Thundercracker’s mouth is pure sin. That glossa of his stealing inside, turning that warm kiss into something urgent and wholly at odds with the slow stroke of that big spike buried inside you. If Skywarp has no control, Thundercracker has too much. Your body heating again, needing more and being denied. Hooking your legs around his waist to buck your own hips against him, chasing that high he’s denying you.

• “Again?” Starscream vents as he lets himself inside and scowls. Skywarp laughs from where he’s sprawled, servos curled lazily about his own spike watching Thundercracker and their human. As annoyed as he is with them, he’s not too surprised. It’s so easy to rile you up. Always so eager and needy. Able to keep up with their needs. Thundercracker growls, hips moving faster, the wet sound of their bodies meeting mingling with the little noises of their human lost in passion. Your head thrown back, thighs trembling as Thundercracker bucks into you, his wings shuddering with his own release.

• Your body is still humming pleasantly as Thundercracker pulls away with one last kiss against the corner of your mouth. Head back and heart racing, you tremble as servos curl around your knee. Starscream, his expression calculating as he takes in your sweat slick skin and the mess his brothers have made. His expression growing tight before it passes. The complaint doesn’t come as he vents and buries himself inside you, that familiar spike stretching you. Bowed over you, thrusting deep his optics hold your eyes. And somehow your tired body responds for him, winding up again. Needing this. Him.

• Eyes dark with passion stare up at him as he takes you. Sometimes he regrets agreeing to share you. Wishes he’d kept you to himself, but he doesn’t regret how sharing you has mended the strain between them. You’re his. Always will be, but theirs too. Rutting against you, feeling your soft hands on him, he knows this is right. A trine united over something precious that they need to protect at all costs. Wings trembling as he pounds into your wet heat, he chases after as you arch under him, moaning his name as you milk his spike. Shattering.

[whatever-i-dontknow]

To think he used to kill autobots for a living.

[michaela-o]

Hellooo! Are you mini doodles still open? Maybe thundercracker trying to watch a movie with a super small tv? Hrshhebh he's too big to see the screen, but the human buddy is seeing it just fine

Tc is trying to enjoy the movie with you but he can’t see dick🥹🧡

[bunclebee]

Day 13 of drawing a guy on my whiteboard! My favorite seeker and his baby dawg.

[2346khith]

No thoughts just thundercracker being the the absolute best

[kitkat-sans]

Is this accurate enough Thunderbee shippers

Have i contributed to the ThunderBee community

Other version :p

[milliebellae]

I really like Thundercracker :)

[t0ast-ghost]

[potato-sauce]

Have I ever mentioned how I adore Thundercracker? I feel like I should

[lui-the-cute-snek]

Remaining prompts will also probably be just sketches because i'm kinda burnt out i think😅

Transformuary day 23: Seekers

[lem0nl-me]

what listing to shoe gaze at 2 am does to a guy's art

[revelboo]

I JUST WANTED YO LET U KNOW I GOT CONFIDENT ENOUGH TO WRITE MY OWN FANFICTION BECAUSE OF YOU!! ✨✨💕

(that's all I'm sorry 🥺)

Do it! We need more writers! Spread the Transformers corruption

True Romance Pt 14

Trine x Reader

• Trying to ignore Thundercracker, Skywarp mass displaces and sprawls out alongside you in the nest Thundercracker has made for you. Hears your startled noise and grins. Tossing an arm across your middle and burying his face against your warm throat as Thundercracker vents at him. “You like me best, don’t you? I’m more fun,” he purrs, mouth against your skin. Wondering exactly how much you’ll let him get away with.

• Shivering as he vents against you, lips brushing your skin, you stare up at Thundercracker’s disapproving frown. “I like all three of you.” Which is true and probably safer than playing favorites given how mercurial Skywarp can be. Wanting all of your attention mainly whenever someone else has it. Shifting to lean over you, propping himself up on a hand, even at this size he’s much bigger than you are. That crooked grin of his all mischief as he bumps his helm against your forehead, invading your space.

• “Do you?��� Thundercracker asks despite himself as you look at him. Because that’s a whole other possibility he hasn’t considered. Instead of vying for your attention, just sharing you. Star’s always taken the lead with their Trine, but he’s sure Star cares for you, too. He’s just too busy worrying over them, his duties, and now you to get to show it much. “You want to stay with us? Belong to us?” Mass shifting, he ignores when Skywarp flares his wings. “Choose us?” It’s not like sharing is completely unheard of for Trines. Rare, but it does happen.

• There’s a silken edge to Thundercracker’s words you’ve never heard before that spins you tight. Because you’re not so sure he’s talking about keeping you like a pet anymore. That this question is important and you need to understand what he’s asking before you answer. Feeling strangely strung tight with anticipation as he stretches out on your other side, propping himself up with an arm. “If I did?” You ask as he traces his servos down your arm and pulls your hand to him to press against his chassis as if he wants you to feel the thrum of his spark. Sandwiched between them, feeling their warmth, you’re aware of everywhere they’re touching you. That this is different.

• Letting himself back into his shared habsuite, Starscream hesitates until he finds his Trine. Venting when he spots them almost pinning you in a nest of blankets, leaning over you. Knows you’re not doing it on purpose, not trying to antagonize them by putting them at odds with each other. Making them compete for your affection. And you don’t understand that having you around, alternating who you rest with every night is making this harder on all of them. Your affectionate nature sending mixed messages. But his brothers aren’t rumbling at each other now. Aren’t snarling. Optics narrowing as he plants a hand on the berth and leans over the three of you, he watches Skywarp mouth your neck as your hooded eyes lock with his optics. “If I chose all three of you?” You ask, voice little more than a whisper as his wings lift with the question. Hearing the cautious invitation in your words, the submission.

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Thundercracker: "We're getting into this, now?"

[giantenemyrobot]

Shitty doodle I did a while ago of a bit from chapter 10 of one of my favorite fics !!! ↓↓