#starscream my beloved

[ghost5host]

“We love you Starscream,” We all say in unison.

Pookie of mine has got me hooked on Transformers. How? Starscream.

MEGATRON HAS FALLEN !!!

[zhuzhakin-shitpost]

for the last week he's the only one keeping me on this earth

[rowiewritesstuff]

Hi! May I request a GN!Human Aircraft maintenance technician X Yandere TFP!Starscream, maybe they find him and fix him up and he decides to take them with him to be his own personal medic?

Yandere Starscream X Aircraft Maintenance Technician

I have 0 clue about jets other than hehe go fast, so the terminology will be pretty rough. Also I was fucking HYPE to write this one y’all.

You worked on aircrafts- and you were damn good at it. Not only were you good at it, but it was your passion. Everyday you get excited to get to your job. You had been doing this for three years as a civilian contractor, so you had ties to the military but weren’t technically part of it. 

The aircraft you were currently working on was a F-16. It was a gorgeous jet, one you’d love to have gone on a ride in. You gently checked around the jet for the problem, seeing that the pre ignition wasn’t firing off correctly. You got up on a tall ladder to fix the issue. You never noticed a huge robot making its way into the base.

Starscream was looking for anything to repair himself after a fight with M.E.C.H.. The organization was extremely pesky and annoying, and they had actually managed to injure him this time. He froze when he saw a tiny human repairing a jet. He looked curious at what the human was doing and stood directly behind them. 

You never noticed the huge bot standing behind you as you worked. When you made your way down the ladder you noticed the pole that wasn’t there before. You slowly looked up to see a huge robot smirking down at you. In an attempt to run away you stumbled over an air compressor and tumbled to the ground with a yelp. 

The robot clicked his tongue at you and laughed. “Well, I never knew you insects were capable of repairing something such as this. I suppose it’s only natural for you to accomplish minor sciences such as this.”

A lump was heavy in your throat. You were stumped at what to say, staring in fear and awe at the sight of him. “W-h-,” you gulped, “What are you?”

The robot laughed again, amused by your stupor. “I am a Cybertronian, from the planet Cybertron- go on, you may bow at your superior.”

Instantly, you felt irritation flood your body. While you didn’t know much about him other than he was a giant alien robot, you knew that he was an arrogant prick. You couldn’t stop your eyes from rolling. 

“How dare you roll your optics at me, fleshling?!” 

“Fleshling? Oh, if we’re slinging insults- why are you shaped like a long toaster?”

An offended sneer grew on his face. “I don’t know what a toaster is, but I am NOT one! I should squash you right where you stand!” He went to slam a hand onto you, but he grunted and grabbed his side in pain. 

You felt slightly bad for it. “Are you…okay?”

His face twisted into a snarl, but then he paused. He looked from you to the jet and then to the tool in your hand. “You are… a medic?”

You blinked. “Uh, I’m an aircraft maintenance technician.” You backed up slightly at the grin that covered his face. His sharp talons descended on you and snatched you off of the ground.

Screams filled the air as you were lifted by your hoodie. “Silence, human!” You shook with fear but grew quiet as the robot’s tone calmed down. “You will repair me, and perhaps I will spare your pathetic life.”

“A-and if I don’t?” The robot tightened its grip on you and you nodded quickly, getting the picture. He could use one finger and turn you into a puddle.

As he put you down and you got your tools, you wondered if you could even repair him. He sat down with a loud clang that startled you. When you began repairs, you noticed the symbol on his chest.

“So… got a name? And what’s that symbol?” You asked as you inspected the damage- it looked simple enough to repair.

The large robot huffed and puffed out his chest. “My name is Lord Starscream, a powerful Decepticon. This is the symbol of our great Decepticon race.” 

“... I see.” You thought that it was weird that he called himself ‘Lord’. It must be a weird power thing. It was clear to you that he wasn’t friendly, though. You just wanted to finish this repair and get out of here.

After welding one area shut gently, you finished. You backed away. “Okay, all done.” 

Starscream stood up, moving his body. He nodded slightly in approval, before glancing at you again. “For a fleshy you did… a decent job. Though not as good as I would have.”

Your eye twitched slightly. “Then why didn’t you do it yourself, if you’re so good at it?” 

He stammered for a moment before huffing in anger. “It was a weird angle! I could have done it myself, but why would I waste my time when I can make someone else do it?!” A threatening step was made towards you, crashing into the ground loudly. Your body fell to the ground. Fear consumed you. 

“O-okay, I get it!” You gulped. “I did what you asked, so let me go!”

Starscream looked thoughtful for a moment. A wicked look spread across his face as he laughed loudly with his raspy voice. “Ah, but perhaps you can still be of use!” 

When he reached out, you jumped up to run away. If you just got further in the hangar, you were sure he couldn’t reach in there or follow you. Ducking under his hand, you slid into the doorway. He waved his hand in the door as far as it could go - it almost reminded you of when someone tried to grab a pickle from a jar.

As you ran through, he shouted at you in a language you knew wasn’t from Earth. You ran to the otherside of the hangar to get out and to your car- you saw the missiles on him, and you wouldn’t stand a chance if you stayed there. 

Fumbling the phone out of your pocket, you dialed a number- your handler, Agent Louis. He picked up after the fourth ring. “What the hell do you want, this better be good seeing that it’s five in the mo-” 

“LOUIS! I’m being fucking chased, I need backup NOW! It’s some kind of robot thing- it’s heavily armed!” You turned the keys, changing the gear. You slammed on the clutch, accelerating at such a fast pace your head spun.

You could hear shuffling. “Where are you? Coordinates!” 

“I don’t know!” you sobbed, “I’m near the base somewhere, going towards the woods- I think if I can get there I can ditch the car and hide!”

“Okay, I’m going to hang up now-”

“No! Don’t ditch me you asshole!” 

“I have to call reinforcements! Just get to the woods and hide!” 

With that, you were alone to your racing thoughts. You heard loud slamming behind you and you looked in your mirror.-Starscream was destroying the base to look for you. He then noticed your Jeep driving away as fast as it would go and did something that shocked you to your core- he changed into a harrier jet to pursue you. 

Your foot lifted slightly on the clutch for a moment in shock, until you snapped out of your stupor and slammed on it again, driving to the woods. You were so close- but you knew deep down you couldn’t outrun a jet. 

The high-pitched sound of a jet echoed in your ears as Starscream pulled ahead of your Jeep. You slammed on the brakes as he transformed before your very eyes. The Jeep was going to flip, but Starscream caught it in his claws. 

You didn’t realize you were screaming until he yelled at you to shut up. His claws scratched along the car, making a horrible noise. Your hands raised up to cover your ears. 

When you looked up, Starscream had a smug look on his face. “Truly, you flesh creatures are such ignorant creatures. Did you really think you could escape me, a superior being?” His claw reached out and trailed against your cheek. “You’re lucky you’re of use to me, or I would have crushed you into paste.”

You shook with fear as he cut the seatbelt with his claw, pulling you out of the car. He transformed and threw you into the air. You landed in the seat of his jet-form and he flew off into the early morning.

[scrimpswrites]

merry Christmas to catty bitches in heels, not all angels have wings but they CAN all be put on a tree

[reaper-the-jellyfish]

lovingly made in 5 minutes

[suck-too-hard-on-your-jaskier]

Mini Starscream model kit for crimmis. I love my little star!!

Going to have my bigger Starscream hold him when I return home.

I did get alot of other Transformers stuff too which brought much joy.

[larrysnippet]

Didnt realise how much starscream i drew this week....jeez

Also human starscream design jumpscare whoo!!!! (She bites)

[smuzi15]

Starscream Headcanons:

—"I just wanted to be loved"

—"My problems are just my problems, your problems are just your problems"

—"I ran to you to tell you how indifferent you are to me"

—Traction to self-destruction, practicing selharm

—Avoidant attachment type

—Tries not to create too close relationships, because he does not want to experience the pain of losing them

—Cannot live without society, dependent on attention

—Afraid of getting stuck in the past, strives to create a better future, he does not know that he has long been mired in the same past

—Wears many masks, adapting to each new person

—But each new mask destroyed his personality

—It got to the point that he himself no longer understood where the invented image is, and where he is himself

—He is used to taking care of himself, because he does not believe that someone of their own free will will take care of him

—Does not believe in sincerity

—He absolutely sure that he is everyone don't like

—Follows the motto: "It's better to make a negative impression than no impression at all"

—"No one will ever choose me"

[cafe-of-insomnaics]

Starscream, my beloved

One of these days I'll show the collection of models I have collected

Sorry for the bad quality, I didn't feel like waiting for sunlight to come back up

Also love his hand, so pointy, he's going to point shockwave in the optic sooner or later

[doodlecat19]

Drew Starscream a while ago, wanted to share!

Took about an hour or 2

Used a pencil, 2 pens, and black watercolor

Made on 11/11/2024

[spacealienrobot]

I am an avid believer of autistic Starscream

[sosilliest]

SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN A WHILE HERES A STARSCREAM DOODLE TO MAKE UP FOR IT

I’ve been feeling kinda sick recently so drawing is hard </3 I think i got sick from the dino exhibit 😞

[kittyandco]

i'm cooking up a transformers s/i it's actually so over

[thatonebasicfan]

Starscream looks silly and I like him.

Which transformers series/comic do I go to for more of him?

i LOVE him in transformers prime. He's VERY expressive with his wings and face, the animators did an AMAZING job. And Steve Blum (aka zeb from sw rebels and wolverine) is THE PERFECT choice to do his voice.

Here's a video of why I like this version. He's a sopping wet feral kitten.

[scrimpswrites]

I love her I love her I love her

[brandwhorestarscream]

predacon seekers au: aftermath

he awakened again, it wasn't cold this time.

but his body felt stiff, unmoving and slow, there wasn't the same purple colored halls he was used to, it was different, a grouded, warm orange color.

he blinks, once, twice.

there was odd machinery attached to him, hologram lit green with a language that looked odd, yet familiar, he can recognize the script, even if he couldn't understand half of it. he looks around, this isn't the same place he woke up in, it wasn't much cleaner or neat, much smaller than starscream can remember.

"oh…oh! ratchet! he's awake!-" instincts rouse in a instance, his body curled up as his plating ruffled with a sharp, low hiss-

and promptly cried out as hot burning pain flared in his limbs, and fell on the ground with a audible thud, followed by a terrified whimper.

"stop moving already!" he felt servos over his body, a chain connected to his berth clicked and rattled as he jerks, screaming and crying out furiously, he was terrified, where was he? where was cryak? is his carrier ok? who are these bots?

uncoordinated and confused, his wings flapped angrily, loud bellows as he blindly slashed and growled at the strangers approaching him, loud clinking and metal creaking as he bumped and thrashed around the small space, it was too much, too muchtoomuchtoomuch-

"DON'T TOUCH ME!!"

everything fell silent, the strangers looked at him in bewilderment, each holding a weapon, everything felt overwhelming and loud and scary-

"are you hungry?"

the young predacon snapped his attention to the voice, he was large, blue and red with shining silver, faceplates were soft, yet had a stern physique, in his arms, there was a energon cube.

"are you hungry?" he repeated, louder. he stared blankly at the cube in the servo, optics wide with shock, slowly, carefully he reached out, the stranger let go gently and moved aside, allowing the gray predacon to inspect the cube closely. It glittered, bright blue, a bit thick with a werid, earthy aftertaste, but his tanks rumbled in joy, his processor still whirled with questions but his stomach rumbling louder.

he picked up the cube with cautious servos, his digits shaking slightly. The energon cube was cool, soothing against his heating, aching tanks. he curled up, using his wings as a sheild, and dug straight into the energon cube, denta chattering and satisfied growls fill the small space for a long stretch of silence.

"thank you," his voice sounds strange and muffled, a little staticky, almost hoarse, but he didn't care, energon was good energon, even though it wasn't exactly what he was used to, even though it wasn't really what he wanted, his spark sang in happiness, as he ate. and, for a while, the small space was peaceful.

hesitantly, the stranger reached his hand out, uncertainly laced in his em feild, "my name is optimus prime," he said softly, looking a bit unsure if his approach was welcomed, optimus prime, it's a nice name, he liked optimus. "I'm…I'm staracream…" his voice sounded small and meek, hoarse, and rusty.

optimus smiled at his response, his smile was warm, "that's a pretty name." he paused, then, quietly, "we're sorry if we scared you"

staracream shook his head quickly, energon dribbling down his chin and chin plates. he felt like crying, the words coming out so fast it took awhile for him to catch them all together. "It….it was loud…" he hoped the stranger wouldn't be mad, hoped. Optimus Prime hummed in understanding, his voice deep and soothing, "do you know how you got here?" his wings tucked against his body, his plating smoothed over, clicking his sharp digits nervously "i was…..in..in a ship? purple…very very purple, was scared, didn't….ran…ran off, i fell…i think…" starscream's optics dimmed, memories coming flooding back and making him dizzy, his mind racing a mile a minute as they came up with the worst possible scenario. did he crash? what happened? where was the ship now? what happened to the others? where are they?

"i..can't..remember," his voice was strained, "i don't know anything, why can't i remember anything..? where am I?" the big mech looked at the others surrounding him with worry and sorrow in his optics, "I'm afraid I cannot say anything. We aren't sure ourselves. You fell from the sky without a warning, we believe the decepticons have a hand in your injuries..." and the predacon blocked out the rest of his sentence,staracream shuddered, not knowing what to do, he hated feeling so lost, so helpless! he just wants to see his creators again, wants to return to his flock! he wants his carrier back, he wants things to be simple again, why couldn't they be simple, please be simple again, please, he just wants to go home-

a servo smoothed over his helm, the big mech EM field was blaring out comfort and calm, the younger mech relaxed into the touch, purring at the feeling of peace it brought, the warmth spread from his shoulder to his wings. "Don't fret," the mechs voice was soft, almost reassuring, "we'll take care of you, I promise no harm shall befall you" The Predacons felt himself growing warm as he nuzzles into his servo, the warmth spreading across his shoulders and chest and making his vocalizer rumble, his touch felt so like his carrier, calm and soothing, slowly, the young predacon drifted off to sleep in optimus arms, he can think about what happened later, now, he was tired, very, very tired……..

He seems so young 🥺 so smol. How old is the poor baby here? I would use my body as a shield for him 😭