the-earth-junkie:

prettypoisonsilversnake:

Don’t mind Starscream he’s just gonna vaguely curl up near you and pretend to sleep.

"…. you don’t sleep, Scream," he’ll tease and lightly pet his silly wife boyfriend. He can’t even play dumb today, not when there’s a Starscream on nearby.

"No. But I do turn my optics off and cuddle.” He’s recovering from getting lost in space like eight times trying to track Jazz down.

the-earth-junkie:

image

Nothing to see here.

Don’t mind Starscream he’s just gonna vaguely curl up near you and pretend to sleep.

the-earth-junkie asked you: ::Whatcha doin’ right now?::

the-earth-junkie:

prettypoisonsilversnake:

«Really? A nice, proper Autobot like you, being seen toting around a notorious Decepticon? You’d do that for me?» His tone was teasing. «Or were you thinking more of disguising me as an Autobot?»

«That sounds perfectly lovely~ Although you’ll have to get me caught up on what precise point your timeline is at. We can’t have me chattering about anachronisms to the passersby, can we? Where are Megatron and Ultra Magnus right now?» He could guess from Jazz’s frame what category of universe he was from; and in that category of universes, the easiest way to position himself chronologically was by comparing Megatron’s and Ultra Magnus’s current conditions.

::I’ve done stranger than that. Either way, I doubt it’ll matter much, as long as you’re not wearing a body that screams “hey, I’m Scream and I’m a Decepticon”, we’ll be fine.::

Jazz’s good mood was shattered at Starscream’s question. It hurt a lot more than he cared to admit. ::Megatron is locked away. Ultra Magnus is dead. Died not long after Prowler. Spark just gave up according to our acting Magnus. So, troubles over and no one should even look twice at us. Just a normal couple, doing normal couple things.::

«So Ultra Magnus is dead, but Megatron hasn’t escaped yet… hmm. Strange. Usually it’s the other way around. Did Ultra Magnus expire early, or is it taking Megatron longer than usual to escape?»

«… Why am I asking you? You don’t have any other universes to compare to. So sorry.»

«I expect that detestable Sentinel is in charge, now? So it wouldn’t be particularly wise for me to be seen on Cybertron with any sort of flight-capable frame. Unfortunate. But, I’ll make do with a car mode~»

«If you could find me a frame that could conceivably be worked into transforming into something like this—»

«—I would be very grateful. If I’m going to be a car, I at least want to be a gorgeous one.»

Calling the Mitsuoka Orochi “gorgeous” was a highly dubious claim indeed; but everyone should be used to Starscream’s questionable tastes by now.

the-earth-junkie asked you: ::Whatcha doin’ right now?::

the-earth-junkie:

prettypoisonsilversnake:

«Didn’t what? Know what the beeping was? This frame has—get this—a detachable comm. It’s not built straight into the processor. How inconvenient

«Is that an invitation~? It sounded like an invitation. I haven’t made any plans for high grade or space travel; but if I get to ride around in a gorgeous car like you, I’ll go anywhere you want~»

::You know, if you really want… you could come to Cybertron and I could take you out on some date. We’ve got a lot of, uh, protoforms around here that you could use.::

::We could be all proper and everything for once. Unless you’ve got something better in mind?::

«Really? A nice, proper Autobot like you, being seen toting around a notorious Decepticon? You’d do that for me?» His tone was teasing. «Or were you thinking more of disguising me as an Autobot?»

«That sounds perfectly lovely~ Although you’ll have to get me caught up on what precise point your timeline is at. We can’t have me chattering about anachronisms to the passersby, can we? Where are Megatron and Ultra Magnus right now?» He could guess from Jazz’s frame what category of universe he was from; and in that category of universes, the easiest way to position himself chronologically was by comparing Megatron’s and Ultra Magnus’s current conditions.

the-earth-junkie asked you: ::Whatcha doin’ right now?::

the-earth-junkie:

prettypoisonsilversnake:

«Celebrating the fact that I figured out the source of that infuriating beeping that’s been going on for the past few hours.»

«It was my comm.»

«This is what I get for deciding to go naked a few weeks; I move back into a frame and nothing makes sense anymore.»

«Hello~ I hope you weren’t waiting for an immediate reply. You’re the Jazz that I’m currently dating, right?»

::…. you really didn’t-::

No Jazz, don’t make a joke. Starscream doesn’t know that killing you would make things a little awkward later.

::Naked and not in my backseat. I’m shocked, horrified. But hey, I wasn’t waiting that long, and didn’t expect a reply back so soon. Imagine my surprise.::

::You celebrating with high grade and space travel? Can I come too?::

«Didn’t what? Know what the beeping was? This frame has—get this—a detachable comm. It’s not built straight into the processor. How inconvenient

«Is that an invitation~? It sounded like an invitation. I haven’t made any plans for high grade or space travel; but if I get to ride around in a gorgeous car like you, I’ll go anywhere you want~»

the-earth-junkie asked you: ::Whatcha doin’ right now?::

«Celebrating the fact that I figured out the source of that infuriating beeping that’s been going on for the past few hours.»

«It was my comm.»

«This is what I get for deciding to go naked a few weeks; I move back into a frame and nothing makes sense anymore.»

«Hello~ I hope you weren’t waiting for an immediate reply. You’re the Jazz that I’m currently dating, right?»

covertagent-ravage asked you: “Killed in a Transwarp Explosion… Managed to take Megatron down with me though…”

"Impressive!" Starscream knelt down to offer Ravage a high-five. "My congratulations. If one must go out, that’s an excellent way to do it. Although I confess I’m surprised to hear you wanted to see him go down. Why the change?”

covertagent-ravage asked you: “…Hello Starscream.” A see-through Ravage with glowing blue optics walks towards him.

Hmm. Blue optics means either a faction-switcher or a shattered con.

And see-through means dead.

"Ravage." Starscream smiled broadly. He didn’t see other ghosts often. "Recently deceased? My sympathies. I see you’ve at least had enough time to figure out how to give yourself a visible form. What brings you to my cave?"

we-dinobots-we-smash-you:

NO

Starscream’s married worse.

we-dinobots-we-smash-you:

NO

Starscream’s married worse.

okashido:

so-fucking-broke:

admiralobvious:

Possibly the saddest thing I’ve ever seen

this made me cry

Reblog this. We owe this person at least this much

((And here we have a visual representation of Ghost’s memory.))

okashido:

so-fucking-broke:

admiralobvious:

Possibly the saddest thing I’ve ever seen

this made me cry

Reblog this. We owe this person at least this much

((And here we have a visual representation of Ghost’s memory.))

Conquest is made from the ashes of one's enemies.