#insomnia gang

[randomluthoughts]

Four: I haven't slept in seventy-three hours.

Wild: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia.

Legend: Bitch, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred.

Warriors: You guys are fucking terrifying.

[brandwhorestarscream]

Skywarp helping Thundercracker get over his depression by telling him to write fanfiction 🤌🤌🤌 like I’ve never considered it before but it’s now been ingrained in my brain that he’s a fanfic writer bc it’s very in character for him. And now skywards gotta figure out how to get Starscream to feel alive. Who knows how he does it. Is it science? Is fashion? Is it G1 starscreams favourite hobby of being a bastard?

It’s probably not that…

I'm glad you asked! I think we've got a pretty great idea for what he does for Starscream

So, Vos is a flying city, right? It's way, waaay up in the atmosphere, barely a gleaming speck when viewed from the ground, and it has no set day or night cycle due to it constantly moving independently of Cybertron's rotation. As a result, though the acid rains they produce nourish the vast crystal flora on the planet beneath them, Vos is entirely barren. It's environment is entirely unfit for crystals and they can't thrive, bleeding their color til they turn gray and shattering to dust within mere hours. Because of this, most Vosians have never even seen a real crystal flower before.

This is where Skywarp comes in. Starscream can only pursue his love of science, of exploration, of the unknown in the palace's vast library. This sort of thing would put Skywarp to sleep, but there's always fire in the prince's optics when he's glued to a textbook or meticulously scanning through advanced theories, and it's clear he's boundlessly curious. He'd love to do some proper hands on science, but it's not necessary for his future as the Winglord to know advanced physics or xenobiology, so the current ruling trine wouldn't approve. In a perfect world, Skywarp would love to see a laboratory space installed in the palace, but seeing as that's not going to happen anytime soon, he sets his sights elsewhere

The idea comes to him after a portrait catches his eye in the halls while he's escorting the prince and his fiance. It's a beautiful painting, lovingly crafted and flawless perfection down to the tiniest detail. It depicts Starscream's carrier, visibly sparked, his chassis glowing softly with the life he carries and belly perfectly round. He's seated in his throne, a regal, serene smile on his face, posture perfect and arms tenderly cradling the swell of his midsection. It was a commemorative painting to celebrate the Winglord's first concieved children, but that's not what garners his attention. No, it's the background: the second Lord of Vos is surrounded by glistening white crystal flowers, reflecting light in rainbow dapples. They're gleaming and glittering and only serve to make him glow with a heavenly backlight.

He asks Starscream if those were real flowers, and he responds that of course they were. It may have been before his birth but he knows perfectly well that his sire would never spring for anything less than the real deal. Skywarp asks if he's ever seen a crystal flower before, and Star kind of sighs, rolling his optics and shaking his helm. Of course he hasn't.

And that prompts Skywarp to suggest that maybe he should.

Starscream scoffs because that's ludicrous. Importing flowers has an asanine price tag, and they shatter within mere megacycles. The dust gets everywhere. He's seen pictures, that's plenty.

But Skywarp jumps in, insistent, "No, I mean, you should grow your own!"

Starscream barks a single, bitter laugh, because surely he must be insane. Crystal flowers dont grow in Vos, it's impossible!

...wait.

Is it impossible?

Skywarp can practically see the gears turning in his head, and goes in for the kill.

He suggests that Starscream experiment. Research. Learn. He's read plenty of books on botany, right? Sorted through academic papers and knows Vos's atmosphere extremely well. If anyone could figure out a way, it would probably be him. Crystal gardens are a common sight amongst the houses of grounders nobility; why should they have anything the seekers don't?

It takes him a long time, a lot of trial and error and a lot of research, combing digital foreign libraries and maybe even writing to botany professors from Praxus or Crystal City. Starscream noticeably changes, becoming brighter and more exuberant now that he has a hobby he truly enjoys. The shelves in his room start filling up with various pots of ground metal soil from the surface, full of seeds and withered half-sprouts, and he's always got his face in a notebook, scribbling away new theories and notes and recording data, tweaking his hypotheses and trying everything he can think of. Thundercracker is always nearby reading his latest romance novel or writing his own fantastical ideas down, and Skywarp is always there too, watching over them and thoroughly enjoying just how happy they look.

And sometimes 🤭 multiple nights a week, Skywarp takes him down to Cybertron. Checking out the gardens and wild fields of flowers around Praxus, maybe even wandering through the delicate forests surrounding Crystal City. Star takes samples and observes them with intense scrutiny, and buys hundreds upon thousands of seeds for his experiments. Skywarp has never seen him so happy, so excited, when his first crystal seed sprouts.

It's after months of work and trial and error, but miraculously, it finally happens: a shy little blue crystal sprig, poking out of it's pot by less than a pinkie's width, but it's there! Starscream is overjoyed, mumbling to himself a mile a minute and rushing to triple check the sample ID and write everything down, as well as begin mass replicating that batch to see if they can get more to grow! He's smiling so widely it looks like his cheeks may become sore, and his wings are fluttering behind him, actually fluttering, he's so pleased with himself. Skywarp lends a hand preparing more pots and flower boxes, and when Thundercracker arrives he congratulates his fiance wholeheartedly. Maybe his endeavor even inspires the blue seeker to write some more 🤭 it may not have been the chemistry lab work ups Starscream used to dream of, but the thrill of scientific experimentation and discovery feels just as good as he thought it would, and for the first time in a long time... he truly feels happy. Content. Fulfilled. And it's all thanks to this lovely courtesan. That night Skywarp puts on the best show he can, and who knows? Maybe someday, he'll be able to dance for them with petals falling from the sky 💖

[reiketsui]

manifesting good sleep rn

[cult-of-the-placeholder]

Way way waaay too many people make narinder a lamb simp. You're telling me this sadistic murderous edgelord who just got his throne sniped wouldn't kill the little fucker literally the first chance he got?? You're dreaming. He's got like a thousand years of family trauma shit to work out and you think he's gonna fall into the arms of the person that just put the final nail in his misery coffin and damned him to a life of eternal servitude? He's just as trapped with the lamb as he was in the underworld. Lol

[natalieironside]

Me lying in bed exhausted and trying to fall asleep before I start hallucinating, knowing full well I've got another 2 or 3 hours of writhing left to go before sleep finally happens

[snowball-maltese]

Running into this song on an endless shuffle of songs is like finding your favourite Pokémon in the bushes

[ohbo-ohno]

NOOO POOR JOHNNY

i will choose to pretend i never read that then !!! anyways how are you??

yeahhh im so sorry lol ghost is just a bad bad terrible man. block it out for your own sanity <3

im good!!! im emptying out my inbox a bit because i'm a tiny bit behind on kinktober and i need to force myself to write those tonight lmao

[lifeonkylesfarm]

imagine being able to rawdog sleep. just laying down and sleeping. no tricks, no drugs, no nothing. just sleeping. and then waking up refreshed. couldn't be me.

[purplegn0mes]

Juliet: *texting Gnomeo* hey I know it’s early, are you awake?

Gnomeo: Ju it’s four in the morning.

Gnomeo: of course I’m awake.

[ragingtwilight]

Obsessed with the thought of a good night's sleep

[fr3nchtoastcrunch]

If my bedroom is too hot, I get itchy.

If I don't put a blanket over my mattress, I get itchy.

If my clothes are warm, I get itchy.

If I get itchy, I literally cannot sleep.

And because I suffer from sleep maintenance insomnia, when I wake up, I AM 100% AWAKE. Even if it's not even midnight.

Can I get a new fucking body

[vaginadentatacas]

i love being evil and staying up past 3am on days where i work a day shift and will be suffering the entire time on 4 hours of sleep. the dread is very invigorating. a spa treatment for the soul

[brandwhorestarscream]

Courtesan au

Rip Skywarp. All he wanted to do was float around and look pretty and occasionally get laid and now he has to move in with the royal family and protect them. The real question, however, is does Skywarp know how to fight? He seems like the kinda guy to at least know how to throw a punch. But he will probably have to know at least the basics if he’s going to be the crown prince and his trine mate’s bodyguard.

Sky's not a trained fighter or anything, but he does have masterful control of his body. Aerial ballet and the art of performing require a mech to be in excellent shape, after all: the very best courtesans work very hard to maintain their form and stay in the best possible condition. He's very flexible, light on his feet, and has quick reflexes, which is perfect for his intended job. He's not actually meant to be a fighter, but a failsafe for the prince. Removing him from dangerous situations, putting distance between them and threats. His warpdrive handles that just fine

The work is a lot less demanding than he thought it would be, honestly. He's assigned to Starscream pretty much around the clock, but he never actually has to do anything. It's not often someone is brave or stupid enough to charge a member of the royal family with a weapon. For the most part, he just follows Starscream around at social functions and is on standby whenever Thundercracker visits. He's bored to death and dreams of returning to the Heaven House

Star and TC notice that the life is being sucked out of him and try to help alleviate his suffering. Starscream manages to find the typical price range for his previous workplace and offers him bonus pay for similar entertainment. Skywarp lights up at that, over the moon when he's given a fine crystalline serving set, some fancy cards and silk ribbons. The two betrothed put on music and watch Skywarp refill with life right before their optics, and it's easy to see why he was such a well loved courtesan. In his element and doing what he loves, he's the picture of grace and so personable. He makes excellent conversation, and is so lively and full of zest. The stories he tells are captivating and he always has perfect delivery on his jokes. He has charming little parlor tricks and pours their wine in such a dramatic, artful way. They much prefer this version of Skywarp, giggly and friendly, over his sulky, silent vigil as their bodyguard.

After that breakthrough, things start to defrost between them. The two affianced are less tense, and Skywarp is happier. He gets to perform nightly for the prince, and whenever Thundercracker visits they play tabletop hologames as a trio, or watch Skywarp perform a one-mech drama or sing for them.

Life in the palace isn't as bad as he initially thought, but he notices pretty quickly that neither Starscream nor Thundercracker are happy. They have no light in their optics, their smiles are never genuine. Everything seems like a formality and an obligation. There's not a hint of passion or excitement for anything they do. They're so full of longing and melancholy it hurts. He hates seeing them deflate after social gatherings, hates watching Starscream collapse onto his berth heaving the most exhausted sigh and groaning like he's in terrible pain, hates seeing Thundercracker get increasingly more antsy, retreating into his shell more and more as hours drag on at banquets and soirees. They're always polite and praise his performances, but they're never actually happy. He's never had a customer be unhappy before, and makes it his personal mission to fix it!

[the-internets-angel]

staying up ultra late w my hype as fuck music <3

[microwavablefrog]

I have an intense love hate relationship with insomnia

[m1lkt00th]

if i start writing about character dynamics i might just explode so im gonna complain about my lack of knowledge for dream's wardrobe instead

because WHAT exactly is this guy's fashion sense ?? for the most part, i've been just giving these characters (nm gang and .. whoops just them) my closet and it's fit relatively well ! nightmare has a trenchcoat and hoodie. killer has a sleeveless turtleneck, fingerless gloves and shorts. dust has a patched up hoodie with pajama pants. horror has a really patched up hoodie with shorts and a soft blanket in his inventory. error's design is already peak i dont make the rules (i barely changed it in my head)

then there's dream. WHAT am i supposed to put on them ?? i was trying to go the archer route but i just didnt. fit. in my head. i guess it would make more sense to say where dream even is in this verse but im still hazy on that too ! where does dream even live anyways ? mans is homeless.

i could just go the "fuck it, we ball" route but i ?? dont know how to do that. rn. for dream. i can imagine giving dream some more like .... actual battle clothes ... like armour .. like Blue ... but what counts as casual wear ?? everyone and their mother is in a sweater and as much as i love drawing them. the heat wont allow that (probably idk) i might just ask my friend for ideas but we share a closet half the time so ?? 😭😭 im in my failure era