Thing

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

Starscream gently took the sphere and studied it, expression unreadable. But it didn’t need to be read; the sudden gush of love and affection across their bond showed his feelings fairly well.

He pulled Thundercracker into a hug. “And you, my spark. Forever.”

Squeak! He wasn’t expecting that, the sudden flood of love throwing him off. As soon as he recovered he tried sending the same feelings back, mixed in with that sort of exuberance that was Thundercracker.

The hug was immediately returned, and he nuzzled into Starscream’s neck. And even though it was coming over the bond pretty clearly, he still wanted to say it out loud. “I love you.” 

"I love you too." Helm kiss.

The nearby Eradicons politely ignored the display. Everybody on the ship knew that their Lord and the Rainbow had gotten hitched, they weren’t gonna judge a little honeymoon fluff.

Thing

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

maverickofmayhem:

WAIT YES HE CAN wow that’s weird. He’ll try to nudge back help he doesn’t know what he’s doing. 

::A thing-thing. Where you at?::

Is that a confused little clumsy nudge because Starscream thinks it is and it’s adorable.

«What’s the fun in telling you?» Nudgenudgenudge. Gonna teach TC how to use this thing. Permanent homing beacon. (He’s in the mess hall.)

Whiiiiine come on that’s not fair! He can barely find his way around this place anyway. 

Okay, fine. Follow the nudges. 

Eventually, TC will show up in the mess hall. The nudges didn’t help; he ended up on the flight deck first. His arms are behind his back, and in them is a poorly-concealed something wrapped in cloth. “Hey, mech.”

An amused smirk. “The flight deck, Cracker? Really?” He’s been bonded before, he knows how to track what’s on the other end. “Well, at least you eventually got here~”

His gaze moved from Thundercracker’s face, and down to the package. He tilted his head, trying to get a better view. “What have we here?”

A shrug and a what might be Thundercracker’s version of a scowl. It’s not very convincing. “Hey, I’ve never had one of these before. Cut me some slack, bro.” 

The ‘scowl’ (more like a pout) immediately clears up, though, and he shuffles a little before offering the thing to Starscream, pulling off the cloth only slightly dramatically.

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The actual sphere isn’t carved nearly as smoothly, but it’s obvious he put a lot of time into shaping the orange crystal. “It’s, um… in case th’ bond doesn’t hold, or- yeah. You have my ember. Forever.” 

Starscream gently took the sphere and studied it, expression unreadable. But it didn’t need to be read; the sudden gush of love and affection across their bond showed his feelings fairly well.

He pulled Thundercracker into a hug. “And you, my spark. Forever.”

Thing

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

maverickofmayhem:

WAIT YES HE CAN wow that’s weird. He’ll try to nudge back help he doesn’t know what he’s doing. 

::A thing-thing. Where you at?::

Is that a confused little clumsy nudge because Starscream thinks it is and it’s adorable.

«What’s the fun in telling you?» Nudgenudgenudge. Gonna teach TC how to use this thing. Permanent homing beacon. (He’s in the mess hall.)

Whiiiiine come on that’s not fair! He can barely find his way around this place anyway. 

Okay, fine. Follow the nudges. 

Eventually, TC will show up in the mess hall. The nudges didn’t help; he ended up on the flight deck first. His arms are behind his back, and in them is a poorly-concealed something wrapped in cloth. “Hey, mech.”

An amused smirk. “The flight deck, Cracker? Really?” He’s been bonded before, he knows how to track what’s on the other end. “Well, at least you eventually got here~”

His gaze moved from Thundercracker’s face, and down to the package. He tilted his head, trying to get a better view. “What have we here?”

maverickofmayhem sent:

::Ah, Screamy? Um. I've got.. a thing. For you.::

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

«Oh? What sort of thing~?»

Have a curious little nudge over the bond. JUST BECAUSE HE FUCKING CAN. FEEL THAT?!

WAIT YES HE CAN wow that’s weird. He’ll try to nudge back help he doesn’t know what he’s doing. 

::A thing-thing. Where you at?::

Is that a confused little clumsy nudge because Starscream thinks it is and it’s adorable.

«What’s the fun in telling you?» Nudgenudgenudge. Gonna teach TC how to use this thing. Permanent homing beacon. (He’s in the mess hall.)

maverickofmayhem sent:

::Ah, Screamy? Um. I've got.. a thing. For you.::

«Oh? What sort of thing~?»

Have a curious little nudge over the bond. JUST BECAUSE HE FUCKING CAN. FEEL THAT?!

It’s About Time

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

He caressed the edges of TC’s ember; the one sensation he couldn’t feel echoed back through their hardline. «Then, without further ado…»

He sent back one last pulse of affection to TC—if this worked, it would be the last one he ever sent before they were permanently connected—and then pressed his chest, and his ember, to TC’s.

For a moment, Thundercracker hesitated. His ember hadn’t forgotten what happened last time, and he wasn’t sure if a brief connection was worth that supernova again. And what if something went wrong this time? What if Starscream got hurt?

But… but he wanted to try. So when Starscream moved forward, Thundercracker moved to meet him halfway.

And as the outer edges of their embers met, he knew it’d be okay this time. No more being alone.

No more being alone.

This time, it wasn’t a supernova. It was like the birth of a star. For a moment, his identity completely disappeared. It was like dying. It was like the moment before he was born. It was like being part of Primus, part of the All-Spark, part of the All after they become One.

It was actually something that couldn’t be explained with words. Overwrought poetry was the closest he could get.

And then—he didn’t know how much later, but then—at last—their embers parted again.

The bond remained.

It’s About Time

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

Nnh.” «I want to feel you, too.» And he could feel Thundercracker, now; he could feel the ghostly echoes of his own touches upon Thundercracker’s frame. He could faintly feel his own armor under Thundercracker’s hands. But it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t enough. Right now, Starscream was feeling two people at once. He wanted there to be one person. «I want to be you.»

Cables plugged in, he could devote all his attention to Thundercracker’s chest plates now. He ran his servos over the armor, and then his fingers along the crack, trying to coax it open. Distantly, he wished his new fingers weren’t so blunt; he made a mental note to have them sharpened. «Ready?» He slid his own armor wider apart.

It’s a little complicated to nuzzle Starscream like this, but TC is going to try his best. He still didn’t know what it was like to be one with someone, but he could feel Starscream’s desire over the connection, and it was influencing his own. If Starscream wanted it this badly, it must be something good.

He hummed, chest plates retracting at Starscream’s touch, revealing his bright orange ember. Seeing a similarly orange orb in his trineleader’s chest was strange, and he reached out to gently brush the outermost edges of it.

::Yes.:: A pulse of affection/excitement over the connection. ::More than ready.:: 

He caressed the edges of TC’s ember; the one sensation he couldn’t feel echoed back through their hardline. «Then, without further ado…»

He sent back one last pulse of affection to TC—if this worked, it would be the last one he ever sent before they were permanently connected—and then pressed his chest, and his ember, to TC’s.

It’s About Time

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

Starscream starts feeling Thundercracker’s frame with his own servo, the other servo dedicated to pulling out one of his own hardline cables to plug in. He wasn’t sure that this bond was going to last after his ember became a spark again, so he planned to make the most of what might be the only opportunity for him and Thundercracker to feel each other like this. He ran a finger around the rim of Thundercracker’s dataport.

Splitting his armor already? «Eager, are we?» He chuckled lowly, the sound humming along the length of his proboscis.

A line of light appeared along his chest, as well.

The moment he feels Stascream’s touch, the cover for the dataport slides away. His own hand fumbles a little as he pulls out his cable, but he manages to press it somewhere around Starscream’s hand so that the other seeker can plug it into himself. One day he might actually be to one to do the plugging, but not today.

A little shrug, and an encouraging suck on the proboscis. ::I want t’ feel you.::The light draws his attention, and the hand not occupied with mapping out Starscream’s hip armor moves to trace the seam lightly.

Nnh.” «I want to feel you, too.» And he could feel Thundercracker, now; he could feel the ghostly echoes of his own touches upon Thundercracker’s frame. He could faintly feel his own armor under Thundercracker’s hands. But it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t enough. Right now, Starscream was feeling two people at once. He wanted there to be one person. «I want to be you.»

Cables plugged in, he could devote all his attention to Thundercracker’s chest plates now. He ran his servos over the armor, and then his fingers along the crack, trying to coax it open. Distantly, he wished his new fingers weren’t so blunt; he made a mental note to have them sharpened. «Ready?» He slid his own armor wider apart.

It’s About Time

maverickofmayhem:

monumentalmistakes:

His wings weren’t nearly as mobile on this frame as his previous one (thank goodness), but he did arch his back to press his wing into Thundercracker’s hand.

"Cramped?" He eagerly followed Thundercracker in, pressing him against the far wall. The door slid shut behind them, leaving them in darkness but for the light of their optics and sparse biolights. "I think you mean cozy.” He quickly kissed along TC’s jawline, and then split his jaw and practically forced his proboscis down Thundercracker’s throat. «Intimate

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Starscream is gonna be hella pissed if he ever finds out that the Eradicons are gossiping about his sex life. And also confused that to them Rainbro = Peace, because Starscream would keep him forever regardless of the state of the war.

But, hey. As long as the troops are happy.

Rainbro is a sign of peace? Radical.

Wiggling around to get comfortable, TC lets out a little sound of surprise when there’s a proboscis pressed against his mouth. The light from their optics is nowhere near enough for him to see by, but after a little groping his hand lands on Starscream’s hip. From there it begins mapping out the other seeker’s frame, trying to find all the little armor gaps by touch alone.

With Starscream having an ember instead of a spark, his EM field felt different. It was still Starscream, but… softer. It felt like home, and Thundercracker was going to latch onto it.

A line of light appeared on his chest where the armor was starting to transform apart.

Starscream starts feeling Thundercracker’s frame with his own servo, the other servo dedicated to pulling out one of his own hardline cables to plug in. He wasn’t sure that this bond was going to last after his ember became a spark again, so he planned to make the most of what might be the only opportunity for him and Thundercracker to feel each other like this. He ran a finger around the rim of Thundercracker’s dataport.

Splitting his armor already? «Eager, are we?» He chuckled lowly, the sound humming along the length of his proboscis.

A line of light appeared along his chest, as well.

medicalmurdersaurus asked you: Swoop’s decided to play with her comm’s ability to ping people. Yes. She IS that bored. ::-.-. …. .. -.-. -.- . -. ..—..::

medicalmurdersaurus:

monumentalmistakes:

«Fine. Then go do something else.»

«I am not here to entertain you.»

::Her Bird busy. Ratchet busy too. Everyone busy.::

«That’s not my problem, now is it?»