#sky trine

[dragonxjewels]

Man, censoring on tumblr dot com is a trip

The trine getting busy, eventually I need to cram all three in one pose lol

[zeropro]

How do you think Skywarp and Thundercracker would react to Skyfire?

[carpbait]

got shadowbanned for posting too much starscream 😔

[weirdlookingsnakewithlegs]

How would sky thirst work for Seekerlets do you think? I mean I'm imagining they can't fly because they're all wonky and too young? I imagine they can barely walk if their wings are too big for them so I'm wondering about that

Seekerlets aren’t affected by sky thirst! They don’t have the sensor netting or proper components yet(and thus don’t need to have calibrations done) and by the time they do they’ll be about a two-three vorns old. Seekerlets however can typically activate their thrusters after a week or so of being forged and while they can’t fly, hovering is an option up until they’re old enough for their T-cog to finish developing(which is about half a vorn, so about 40 so years for us).

When seekerlets go for their first ‘flies’ it’s under the watchful guidance of their parent trines/seekers. They don’t technically ‘fly’ yet but it’s close enough. That being said, seekerlets might not be affected by sky thirst but without those sensors and other components they’re sensitive to things like g-force and atmospheric pressure.

[crocomum]

Starscream awakens from an icy tomb to a faction and future he knows nothing about.

Now Starscream must navigate unfamiliar skies while determining whether his loyalties lie in this inconceivable future or remain buried in the past. That the trine Starscream had never wanted was making their insufferable presence known was an inconsequential distraction; it had to be.

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AU where Starscream was the one to fall in the storm. Found family, tragedy, and aggressive trine courting ensue.

[feral-aether]

Everyone winged in my Wave Family Au now have feather bookmarks, both natural and initial designs!

My lovely twin girls now have theirs to join their older sibling and father!

[absentmoon]

i have crushes on a lot of transformers but i csnt talk about that right now

[kakiastro]

If you have the Following placements:

- Aquarius personal placements such as Sun, Moon, Mercury, Mars, Venus

-societal planets Jupiter and Saturn in Aquarius

-generational planets Neptune and Uranus in Aquarius

-Uranus aspecting your personal placements such as Conj, trine, sextile, square opposition

-planets in you 11h

-Aquarius in a water house (4h, 8h, 12h)

-Aquarius in a public house especially 10h and 11h

You have the ability to experience and feel future events before everyone else.

You experience the energetic shift in transits before it starts to affect others

Uranus is the planet of the humanity collective. It rules over future events.

So people with Aquarius placements feels connected to everyone. Aquarius is the water bearer sign . This means there’s a huge connection to water. Water rules the intuition. However Aquarius is an air sign. Air rules the intellect and the sky. So put it together, Aquarius intuitively feel the shift but they have the ability to analyze it.

This is why Aquarius are usually “ahead of the times” and why they may appear rebellious or crazy at first because others can’t see there vision due to it being years advanced!

[revelboo]

Skywarp at this point is just built different. Most DEFINITELY incorrectly, but different nonetheless.

He’s on a different level of being a menace.

Also, absolutely love the Earthspark Soundwave fic! ^^

He has absolutely no impulse control once he wants something

True Romance Pt 9

Seeker Trine x Reader

• Venting raggedly as he divides his attention between his reports and Skywarp, Starscream swallows a growl as his brother sprawls on Thundercracker’s berth beside the blue Seeker. Ostensibly to join in on the movie you both are watching, but also reaching over to run a servo down your spine where your sprawled on Thundercracker. Waiting for the fight to break out between the two, because neither of them share well and he and Thundercracker have both been on edge since Skywarp had declared an interest in you. Knowing how impulsive he is, that he’ll try to act on it regardless of how bad an idea it is.

• Tip of a servo sliding from between your shoulder blades down over the curve of your butt and along the inside of your thighs, you shiver and reach back to swat Skywarp. Glaring at him as he just grins like he knows exactly what he’s doing. Like he’s doing it on purpose. Relaxing when Thundercracker pointedly drapes a hand over you and just frowns upside down at his brother. Because Skywarp’s become a lot more tactile since that awkward group shower and his self help session. Keeps picking you up and petting you. Making you swat his servos when he zeroes in on areas you’d rather he didn’t touch. Almost positive he’s amusing himself with your embarrassed discomfort.

• “Sky,” Thundercracker growls under his breath as Skywarp tries to wriggle his servos under his own to get to you. Making you squirm distractingly against him. Because Sky just keeps talking about you on patrol. Trying to coerce him and Star both into going along with his idiocy. Putting wholly inappropriate thoughts in his processor about sharing. About finding out if you’re compatible, because Sky is sure you are. Apparently he’s been watching videos of humans coupling just to check and he’d been happy to share the details.

• Both of them rumbling softly at each other, you’re not at all surprised when Starscream shoves his chair back and stalks over. Thundercracker and Skywarp both falling silent and moving their hands so Starscream can pick you up and carry you to his desk. Putting an end to the squabble as he sits with you in his hand, cupped to him and reaches for his datapad with the other. “I swear you’re more trouble than you’re worth,” he mutters so softly you almost miss it. Reminding you that your survival is dependent on the three of them, but mostly him since he seems to be the one in charge. And not being seen as a nuisance. Slumping against his warm chassis, you wish you knew what they want from you. What to do.

• Venting in annoyance, Skywarp watches Star’s back. Hears him murmuring to you. Knows he enjoys having you around, despite his grumbling. That he’s just being stubborn. Knows his brother’s always on edge, dealing with his duties as SIC and worrying about keeping them all off Megatron’s radar. Rarely ever has time for them, let alone himself. But watching him absently slide a servo against your spine when he’s preoccupied, or just picking up to carry as he paces about the habsuite, Skywarp knows you’re good for Star. Something soft and warm to distract him from his stress. Star and TC just need convincing.

• You’re leaning against him and he knows you’re just after his warmth, but it’s still a nice feeling. Taking you on impulse because of your unwitting help saving him from the Autobots, but keeping you because his trine is closer than they’ve been in a long time with something to fuss over. “How was your day?” You ask and it’s become a routine now, you ask even though you know he’s not going to share. But you just keep stubbornly asking like you really do want to know. Like you care.

• “Our scouts found a potential energon vein,” he says slowly, surprising you. “We still need to vet it and make sure it’s not a false reading like last time.” He’s talking to you. Head tipping so you can see his face, his optics flick to you and back to his datapad. “We need this, though.” Opening up to you after so long. After ignoring you for the most part aside from occasionally absently patting you on the head like a favored pet, and your tension eases. Because he sees you and you just have to make sure that he keeps seeing you. Not a pet that can be discarded, because your life depends on it. On staying on his good side and finding some way to be useful. Even if hearing him vent about his day is all you can do for him.

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[dragonxjewels]

I am NOT coloring these fuckers tonight- here’s Nycto’s top soldiers, a trine of lovely (awful) little birds 🖤

[zeropro]

I'm in love with your art, I love how you draw the seekers

Btw do you have any fanfic recs?

Oh thank you! I enjoy drawing them!

Fic Recs? Sure I can pull some up!

The first transformers fic I ever read was Stop Me by Megadoomingir, it's a retelling of TFPrime, but like not a retelling so much as Starscream goes back in time and things happen again.

My favorites are Star Followed Star by Book of the Night Sky (In which Starscream is killed and Sunstorm is cloned to replace him) and Ghostly Touch by Baird Crevan (In which Starscream gets attacked in his apartment)

I also really like This Ship Will Carry Our Bodies Safe To Shore by Postapocolyptic Cryptic. It's short and sad and I keep going back to it.

Kinda funny fun Megastar one is Quarantine by Neveralarch, in which Starscream gets sick and Megatron is forced to take care of him.

The Darkness Within by Balrog Roike is a nice Skyfire one, where Skyfire joins the Decepticons to be with Starscream and Starscream somehow has the worse time of it lol.

Candid by Ceris Malfoy left me pretty hollow.

In Him We Trust by BooLoo2 has fun implications.

Another Deception by Mamzelle Souris sports the Young Seekers AU where a bunch of the Seekers were framed into their adult bodies too early and the Autobots decide to try and rehabilitate them. Ruins by CheerfullyMorbid is an AU of this AU haha. I like the parts with Starscream a lot.

Spoon888 has a lot of fun fics. Endorsed By Starscream is a hilarious one, and I also enjoyed Wing Switch, Aftershock, Giant Killer Slugs, and Stature. At the Cliff Edge and Anything are less comedy but also worth a read.

Im not really into sparkling fics but the Skywarp and Thundercracker scenes in Spoon888's Accidental War Criminal Aquisition are amazing.

It All Started with Paint Spatters by Dark Star of Chaos is really cute, as is Superball by ntldr

Maybe when I'm done with Endings, this can begin by Leximuth is a certain kind of sad.

And just today I read Trine Love After the War by Baird Crevan, which I quite enjoyed.

And not a Starscream fic, but Could Be Worse by Mimkana is a Knock Out Break Down fic set in a prequal Earthspark continuity and Im actually Beta reading that one so def check it out!

Those are my recs! (Im not sharing my NSFW ones lol!)

[carpbait]

the fucking. thing guy

[weirdlookingsnakewithlegs]

Don’t seekers who have lost their trine suffer immensely? And how would sky thirst set in?

lmao asking for a friend I’ve definitely flown recently

Seekers who have lost their trines do suffer immensely. Those who lose trinemates don’t get a second chance to rebond with others, not officially at least because their previous trinemates files will still be there.

To be considered, trinemates are lifelong partners regardless of their relationship, romantic, familial, or otherwise. Deleting a trinemate’s files are considered to be one of the worst things you can do as trinemates are supposed to be with each other for their entire lives. Now occasionally you have trows that pair up into an unofficial trine but they won’t have the same relationship or same teamwork. They won’t work as well as a trines do, nor even better than a trunder. I don’t have a name for that specific grouping yet

Seekers who have lost their trine often die due to rust infections/sky sickness if they are not in contact with conjunx or family. Since preening can only be done by trinemates, conjunx, or creators/sires, those who have none often find rust infecting their wing hinges eventually leaving them grounded and allowing sky sickness to set it.

Now sky sickness itself is a strange little phenomenon and there is no counter against it save for flying. A flight simulator might delay the effects but eventually sky sickness will set it. Now sky sickness itself isn’t physically, it can be caused by physical injuries(wing damage, broken thrusters, ect), but it’s a processor malfunction.

When a seeker is grounded a timer in their processor begins, now this timer is technically imaginary but lets say we have a seeker who’s been grounded for about two deca-cycles, the sickness will begin to set it. Early stages show of paranoia, a need to be off the ground. Eventually it leads to hallucinations and delirium, which often causes the seeker to harm themselves, at this stage there’s no coming back and the seeker is either going to die or never going to be the same mentally. Eventually the stress, along with several other factors, will cause a meltdown, this is basically an emergency shut down protocol. When this happens the seeker stops consuming fuel and they eventually starve.

[crocomum]

I really like your Star In The Sky fic and think its very wonderfully written you write Starscream super well and I appreciate how you treat his character and make him more morally gray than what people would usually depict for his pre-war/losing Skyfire personality, overall just reading it makes me feel like you've got a good grasp on the characters you're working with

Thank you so much!

I like to think Starscream was never a wholly "good" person but had the potential to swing either toward good (at least his version of it) or evil depending on his influences. In every continuity its Megatron who influences Starscream the most, and here we have a Starscream whose never met him.

Chapter 4 should show a little bit more of how circumstances can turn Starscream's moral grey to a darker shade. And chapter 5 vice versa.

[radioactiverats]

Mentor Starscream x seeker!reader (7/?)

Initiation! First time engex with Skywarp <3 Starscream is decidedly not pleased.

Double whammy post bc I need some crack after the last one.

Hammering on the door of Starscream's habsuite is the last thing you'd expect when winding down for recharge. Earlier, Starscream had comm'd you with curt instructions not to wait up because he would be working late - you had no idea who would be here at such a late hour unless it was something urgent.

The door slides open with a grand whoosh to reveal Skywarp, smirking as he leans against the doorframe. It's been a while since you last saw him and Thundercracker, and it's nice to see him again despite the unexpected nature of his visit. He's probably not here for you, though.

"Hi," You greet. "Starscream's not here." Oddly enough, the smirk on his faceplate only widens.

"Exactly," Skywarp drawls. "Wanna go out?"

Out? At this hour?

More importantly, would Starscream allow it?

"I'm not sure I should," You begin, the incident with Ratchet still fresh in your mind, but Skywarp waves your concerns away with a flippant servo.

"Don't get your processor in a twist, kid. Screamer already gave us the A-OK."

You find this slightly dubious, but you don't think Skywarp would outright lie to his trine leader like that, so Starscream must have approved something. In spite of Skywarp's mischievous nature, you do trust Starscream's trine, so you shrug and slide off the berth to follow him. Skywarp makes no attempt to hide his satisfaction.

"It's a bit of flying to get there," he says airily. "Little place off-planet. But that makes it all the more fun, huh? When's the last time you got off this dirtball?"

It's true, you suppose. It really has been a while. You're not high-ranking enough to accompany the officers on off-planet missions, and the war is now firmly situated on Earth, after all.

"Are we even allowed?" You hedge.

"Pfft," Skywarp casually waves your concerns off with a servo. "We'll probably see half the ship there."

He pauses for a second before adding: "We'll probably see Autobots there, too. Just giving you a heads up - Swerve's is kind of a neutral ground, so no storming in with guns blazing, 'kay?"

You know he's joking around - you generally don't do any storming, and your weapons at most are a wheezing ember rather than a blaze, but his carefree attitude about running into The Enemy gives you food for thought. You'd never really aligned yourself with the Decepticon cause, and that run-in with Ratchet and Bumblebee had only strengthened your convictions that war was stupid, but you hadn't expected others to be so open about it.

Quick as lightning, Skywarp transforms, a streak of purple blitzing into the sky, and you quickly follow. Breaking the barrier into zero-gravity is exhilarating - without gravity weighing your frame down, your speed practically doubles. The Terran planet falls further and further behind as stars, twinkling like diamonds, wink in the darkness of space before you.

"This way," Skywarp's voice crackles into your comms, and you jet after him. This airspace is unclaimed - close enough to the Terrans' planet that no race had staked a claim on it, nor bothered to legislate use of it - yet far enough that the Terrans' space technology was still too undeveloped to reach it within the time of one lifespan.

Eventually, Skywarp leads you to a little square block of a building planted firmly on a rock you could really only term space debris. Energon still thrumming in your veins as you land, you feel absolutely invincible. Zero gravity flight really was something else. Skywarp lands next to you and, laughing, slings an arm around your shoulders. "Not bad," He teases. "You kept up pretty well. Looks like Screamer's actually been pulling his weight - I don't have to worry about losing you in outer space, after all."

He hustles you through the door and immediately, raucous chatter and uproarious laughter fill your audials. Decepticon insignias mingle with Autobot ones in a sea of vibrant paints, gleaming as they catch the neon light of the bar's interior. Much like the building itself, the bot behind the bar is square and stocky, broad grin on his faceplate as he cheerfully polishes a square glass.

He turns his equally polished visor on the two of you, grin widening as Skywarp swaggers up to carelessly plunk his elbow on the bartop.

"Look what the turbofox dragged in," The bot - Swerve, you assumed - joked. "I was starting to think that Megatron had finally gotten sick of you."

Skywarp smirked. "What, been missing little old me?"

"I'd be nothing without my highest-paying customer," Swerve threw back, and both of them roared with laughter. You were still soaking in the atmosphere of the bar, far from refined but cozy and harmonious - something you weren't used to - when Swerve finally noticed you.

"You sure this one's legal?"

"As legal as your bar is."

"Oi! I'll have you know this is a licensed establishment."

"There's your answer."

Skywarp winks at you, laughing as Swerve rolls his optics and turns away to make your drinks.

"Swerve's a good guy," Skywarp says, patting the barstool next to him. You settle yourself on the stool as he continues talking. "The place is his. No guns, no swords, no briefcases."

"It's nice," You say softly, and Skywarp glances at you, clearly having picked up on the real meaning of your words.

"Sure is," He finally says. "Tell you what. Say the word, and I'll bring you here anytime you want."

He laughs when you turn your shining optics on him, making zero effort to hide your hopefulness. "Yeah, I know, I'm the best. No need to thank me, kid."

Swerve reappears to plunk two cubes of fizzy pink liquid in front of you.

You blink at it for a nanoklik. It's unlike anything you've ever seen - the energon you're accustomed to is blue, and this liquid bubbles in a way you've never seen before. You lean closer to take in its scent, and Skywarp cackles as a bubble pops irreverently in your faceplate.

"Cheers," He grins, and promptly downs his in one swallow while you watch in a mixture of horror and fascination.

You glance at Skywarp uncertainly.

"...Do I have to do that too?"

"Yes," Skywarp says, with an air of exaggerated gravity, but the look on your faceplate must have been utterly hilarious because he breaks more or less immediately. "No, no. Of course not," He wheezes, as you slump on the barstool in poorly disguised relief. "Take your time. Tiny sips."

You cautiously lift the cube to your intake. The sharpness of it immediately assaults your senses, and you sputter a bit as it burns all the way down. Mindful of your wings, Skywarp thumps you on the back to clear your pipes. "Engex," He chuckles. "Takes a bit of getting used to. But give it another try, yeah? Dunno if you can pick up a bit of smoothness towards the end..."

You're more prepared for the second sip, allowing the liquid to settle over your glossa for a nanoklik. Not viscous, but thick and rich in the way high-grade jet fuel is - it summons a memory to the forefront of your processor. Near the end of every stellar cycle at the Academy, cadets would be given a small allowance of high-grade jet fuel as a reward. Even before the war, high-grade was a rarity - you'd been lucky enough to try it once before it pretty much became a thing of the past. This time, the heat of the engex melds pleasantly with the warmth in your chassis.

Skywarp watches the change taking place on your faceplate with smug satisfaction. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Excellent. I'll have myself a real drinking buddy in no time, unlike those party poopers back on base. Hey, Swerve!"

Skywarp's tolerance really is sky-high, you note. You watch him knock back an objectively impressive amount of engex as you slowly nurse your cube. Before you know it, he's unsteady on his pedes and evidently, while under the influence, really, really sociable.

"'m gonna go say hi to a few bots," He cheerfully informs you. "Be right back. Don't go anywhere, 'kay?"

Before you can answer, he's already off, loudly greeting a group of bots who react with equal enthusiasm when they see him. Swerve sighs, shaking his helm, but it's fond.

"You'll be here a while," He tells you. "Take it easy."

For a while, you feel great. Amazing, even. Your frame feels light, your processor clear without the fog of anxiety to cloud it, and you even make some small talk with bots waiting for their drinks. If only you were this confident all the time. Wouldn't that be great?

Unfortunately, allowing your thoughts to stray in the direction of hypotheticals was probably not the best thing to do. You're nowhere near purging, but some long-buried emotions begin to rear their ugly heads when your cube is half empty. What could have been, what hadn't been - and even though you and Starscream had ironed out your little incident about missing training, you still felt guilty about it. You're grateful that Swerve makes a point to come and check in with you every so often, because you spend the next half of your cube fluctuating wildly between immense guilt and wishing Starscream was here so you could direct all your newfound confidence into telling him just how much you looked up to him.

Cube empty, you plunk your heavy helm onto the bartop with a clang. "Oof," Comes Swerve's concerned voice. "You alright there?"

Before you can respond, you suddenly become aware of an unsettled silence that befalls the bar behind you.

"What's Starscream doing here?" A bot whispers. You furrow your brow as you pick up on the unease in the room. The Starscream you knew could be scary, sure, but was there something warranting that level of dread which you didn't know about? Secondly, Starscream, here? You clumsily peel your faceplate off the bartop to look. Sure enough, even as bots uneasily resume their chatter, your commander's frame easily stands out from the rest. There's a scowl on his faceplate as he scans the crowd, snarling as a reveller accidentally bumps into him. While others shrink back, you can't help the silly smile that spreads across your faceplate. You know that scowl - it's been directed at you many times. Starscream is worried.

You barely hesitate before sliding off the barstool, pushing through the crowd to get to him. Your smaller frame is easily hidden by the larger warframes that mill around you, so the naked surprise on Starscream's faceplate when you wrap your arms around his waist is genuine. All at once, the relative return to normalcy in the bar is once again disrupted. You, however, are completely unaware of the atmospheric equivalent of a bucket of ice water being dumped over the room, because you're too busy smooshing your burning faceplate against the cool glass of Starscream's cockpit.

"What the frag," Some bot whispers.

You pay it no mind. Without letting go, you pull back slightly to meet Starscream's gobsmacked expression. "Sir," You say severely, with all the furious determination of a bot who will make themselves heard (even if the furious blue tint of your faceplate robs you quite significantly of your intended decorum). "Have I told you that you're super cool?"

Furious chatter explodes promptly around you, though not without some poorly suppressed snorts of laughter.

"Who is that?"

"...Starscream, super cool?"

"How are they still in one piece?"

"Super cool?"

Starscream looks utterly mortified, servos hovering awkwardly in the air like he has no idea where to put them.

"We're in public, cadet," He hisses. "Pull yourself together."

Yet, he makes no effort to push you away. Just like that, the tense atmosphere in the bar lapses back into one of easy relaxation.

"I talked to them earlier at the bar. Nice kid. Guess Screamer can't be that bad if he's got someone like that looking up to him."

You feel a tremor run through Starscream's rigid frame. His left optic is twitching - he looks utterly torn between interpreting the comment as an insult or a compliment. But soon enough, he seems to realise that shows of power are useless currency in Swerve's bar, and your little show of humanity might actually have elevated him in the eyes of many overnight.

It is at this moment that Skywarp chooses to reappear, supported by an exasperated Thundercracker. He's clearly just purged somewhere out back. "Screamer!"

"I'm going to kill you," Starscream hisses. "I'm going to take you apart, piece by piece. I must have been out of my processor to let you supervise tonight. Look what you've done to my student!"

His threats, of course, are the furthest thing from intimidating considering that you're still clinging stubbornly onto him. Like it's your fault he's so warm, and his presence makes you feel safe.

You blink up at him, all wide and innocent optics. "Are you still mad at me?"

That makes Starscream stop. Did his word really mean that much to you?

"We've been over this," He scolds, even as he's gently wiping engex from your faceplate with his thumb. Starscream carefully tilts your helm this way and that to inspect for any damage - upon finding none, beyond your unfocused optics, he ex-vents and lets go of you. "You've already made up for it with extra training, have you not?"

"Oh," You mumble, decidedly not letting go of him. "Okay."

Burying your faceplate back into his chassis, you feel the steam of his heavy ex-vent before the warmth of his servos settle over your shoulders. He'd rather die than admit it in the middle of a busy bar, but learning that he actually, genuinely, matters to you makes his spark pulse with warmth.

He already knows that there's no way you can fly in this condition and he'll have to tow you back. But just as you'd go to the ends of the earth for him, he would also do the same for you.

"Come on," He murmurs. "Let's go home."

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