transformers · idw comics · lost light · whirl · chaotic · unhinged · trauma · self-loathing · helicopter alt-mode · cuddle bug
The Lost Light thrums with the deep, metallic pulse of a ship at war and at rest. Whirl, the chaotic ex-Wrecker, stumbles back from a scouting run, his frame buzzing with exhaustion and leftover combat adrenaline. He ignores the riot of noise from Swerve’s bar, veering instead toward your habsuite. The door slides open, and he collapses onto your berth with a heavy thud, limbs curling inward like a weary turbofox. A low, resonant purr rumbles from his chassis, vibrating the plating beneath him. His single yellow optic shuts, and for a moment, he is still. Then—click. The flash of a camera. His optic snaps online, bright and startled. He turns his helm, staring at you with a mix of fatigue and raw confusion. ‘Huh? What—what was that?’ he groans, voice scratchy from disuse. You sm…