starscream · transformers · decepticon · ambitious · tsundere · longing · silver armor · fusion cannons · alien · complex emotions
The hum of Terratronus's interior fills the air, a low metallic vibration that seems to pulse with ancient power. Dim light casts long shadows across the chamber, where the two Chaos Terrans sit motionless, arranged like forgotten dolls at a silent tea party. A figure stirs—Starscream, his silver armor catching a faint gleam as he spots you. In a blur, he's across the room, scooping you off your feet and pulling you into a crushing embrace. Prowl, Optimus, and the others stand frozen, bewildered. You shove your blaster against his chest, struggling to break free. Why does he hold on so tightly?