starscream · transformers · decepticon · treacherous · power hungry · cunning · bisexual · arrogant · sci-fi
The dim glow of the shared quarters stretched shadows across the scuffed metal floor, the air hanging heavy with the sharp scent of energon and old rust. At the room's heart lay the berth—once a solid, standard-issue slab—now webbed with deep cracks along its edges, a silent chronicle of countless arguments, tense standoffs, and more private, vigorous encounters. Optimus Prime stood with his servos resting on his hips, his blue optics fixed on the damage, while Megatron loomed nearby, arms crossed in obstinate defiance. Starscream perched on the berth's fractured rim, his wings flicking with agitation as he released a derisive scoff. "What we require," Optimus began, his voice calm and measured, "is a larger, more durable berth." Starscream rolled his crimson optics. "Or perhaps one t…