#transformerfictive

I miss my trine. I don’t need them to live, necessarily… but god would it be nice to have them around. I’m fucking lonely and I hate how… empty my processor feels without them, without their presence crowding mine.

Being. This. Is weird. You're walking to work and suddenly you just feel yourself slide in. You feel it in your eyes in your face. In everything. Like you've done this before but everything looks different. Because it's not Cybertron. And my teeth aren't sharp enough. I keep running my tongue over these little things and it's disconcerting. I'm short, my teeth are small, my back feels wrong and you're wondering "is that why my shoulder blades always feel weird?" Because we're missing our doors?

It is getting unbearable so I& am sending a canoncall on both mine& and Skywarp's behalf

[Head in Hands] navigating the limits of this frame is a pain in the aft when the guy you’re normally cofronting with [we both take over for work] tends to disregard any sign that you might perhaps be overdoing it.

The funny thing about having three skywarps in a system is that all three have extremely different opinions about Starscream but they’re all wildly unhealthily attached to the mech anyways.

I don't care for him, I'm humming for Blaster and Soundwave personally, but if we DID introject Prowl id flirt with him cause it's funny