"Skyfire’s world drained away. The view of the city remained a blur as he broke from his trance and snapped his helm around. His vocalizer nearly failed him. 'Star?'" ... "Starscream shot forward, and his lips captured Skyfire’s. Skyfire jerked in surprise, optics wide and stinging. Cautiously, he allowed himself to return the kiss. Leaning into the palm cupping his face, slowly wrapping his arms around Starscream’s waist. He was solid. He was real."
What to Build on the Graves of Fools? - @ghostinthegallery
third and final piece of my @tf-bigbang work! go read the fic - its a fluffy happy skystar pre-canon romp.
trust me.
ignore the giant hole where my heart used to be.
anddd the bonus close ups

















