Forgot to reblog this from tham
I love it💜💗🌌
Hi!👋, im back(again), sorry if im a little bit of an bother(english isn't my first language sorry😅), i want to have ANOTHER request of Yandere TFP ALL Autobots(poly pls🥺)with an same cybertronian s/o from my first request that is SUPER shy, easily flustered and hardly ever raises thare voice that comes out as VERY adorable whispers and thare...
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🥰🌌💗💜AND like my first request small scenario and headcanons💜💗🌌🥰
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YOU ARE NOT A BOTHER SHUT UP I LOVE YOU!!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) And it's okay, english is also not my 1st language, but be patience and keep listening, reading and speaking it!! And you'll get the hang of it!
(〃 ̄︶ ̄)人( ̄︶ ̄〃) Sending hugs too bestie!!!
WARNING: Yandere behaviour, yandere harem, romantic relationships, overprotective and obsessive behaviour, soft kidnapping (?), typical violence from the series and a little bit more, Reader is gender neutral and in the Autobot faction. Long ass post ngl.
Don't worry guys I'm adding Ultra Magnus I ain't forgetting that fine mech again. And Cliffjumper, sorry baby I forgot you at first.
You were the little of hope the team protects dearly.
Everyone in the autobot team loved you so dearly and all of them had a little non-spoken vow: to protect and love you.
And how could they not do that? You were such a soft, spark-spoken bot, always trying to bring comfort to the others, never being too loud, supporting them and just being that light in the darkness they were in.
You arrived to earth with the original team - and if back in Cybertrone all of them were a little bit protective over you, being on a new planet it go 10 times more.
From the beginning after the autobots established on the base thanks to the human's militia and Agent Fowler, the team decided to forbid you from going on missions - you would have tried to gently speak in your defense of being able to fight alongside your friends, but after hearing the concerns of your teammates and feel as if their sparks would vanish at the mere thought of you getting hurt or... offlined by the Decepticons, it was more than enough to give in, smiling at them sweetly with a small 'I understand', deciding to become Ratchet's assitant.
All of them were so relieved - they didn't want to force you inside of one of the storages room and keep you there inside against your will. They were gonna do it to protect you! Alas, you were such a good, sweet bot that knew they were only looking after your well being! So good, so good!
The team cherishes every single little moment they have with you - every little smile, chuckle, conversation, inside-joke - anything became a dear memory within their softwares.
After Cliffjumper's death... the need to protect you grew, to the point the team started to develop such obsessive ideals about you.
Everyone's spark was clenching in pain, watching you cry your optics out while hugging Arcee, how was holding you closely and sobbing quietly, anger painted on her faceplate... she wasn't gonna let you get offlined like Cliffjumper did - no one was gonna let that happen.
You love dearly your teammates, and you know all of them love you! But... sometimes you feel like their love for you is too much. Sometimes.
Optimus Prime and Ratchet can be too overprotective, sometimes - You know they mean well, but sometimes you are mad at yourself for not telling them to chill. Optimus always remind you the promise you made to them before he leaves with the others for a mission - "to leave the base it is prohibited, even less if you don't have someone making you company." And you try to convice him, but his worried expression and your stuttering and passive behaviour always makes you close your mouth and whisper a "I'm sorry, I understand." It melts your spark at the sight of Optimus' soft, relieved smile and that forehelm gives you. And Ratchet, by Primus, he is always fretting about you - he is always checking on you even when you are on the same room, making sure you are well recharged and had your fill, always saying that "you are far more important than him" when you scold him for not having his fill of energon. You always remind him he is important too, but he is set on always prioritizing you over himself...
Your spark sinks a little at hearing Ratchet and Optimus speak quietly in the dead of the night - Ratchet was telling on detail everything you did on the day, as if it was a report. What it scares you is how precise his words and details are, it seems... obsessive, too obsessive. And Optimus thanks Ratchet for keeping you safe and sound, promising to keep fighting for a better world so all of the team and you could live happily back at Cybertrone... and you swear you felt Optimus' optics on you as you tried to recharge on your own berth, or heard Ratchet whisper sweet nothings to you as you recharged, too.
Bulkhead, Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus have silently vowed to be your guardians, your own personal wrecker-guards. Wheeljack is constatly flirting with you, as Bulkhead is the shy type to quietly give you small gifts like a small flower or pretty rock. Ultra Magnus always gives you praises and words full of - all three of them always get to make you blush. But lately, Wheeljack's flirting has become too... intense in your opinion. Bulkhead seems always too anxious whenever he gives you a small gift, fearing you are going to reject it. And Ultra Magnus seems to make his praise become worshipping, as if you were like Primus itself. You've also have started to notice how the three of them seem to always aim to get your favor, any kind of positive reaction - an approval from you, as if you were the one to have the last word and decision, like a god does. Wheeljack wishes for a flirt back, Bulkhead wishes for an approval, Ultra Magnus wishes your benevolence.
Bumblebee and Smokescreen can't never get enough of your affection and attention - like two young puppies. They also always try to have any kind of physical contact with you, which nearly always translates into hugs or servos holding. And these two are an intensified version of the three wreckers - Bee constantly seems to look after your approval, your words of affirmation and gentle praise. Smokescreen either flirts with you non-stop or spills too many worshipping praises like he did when he got to meet Optimus. But what makes them different is that they verbalize their protective promises. The two of them have said they are not afraid of ending any decepticon for the sake of keeping you safe and sound, to give you the Cybertrone you deserve so you can live happily and surrounded only by the bots that love you so dearly. And they promise this as they snuzzle gently their helms against yours, holding your servos softly... whispering their obsessive promises to your audials.
You know that, since the day Cliffjumper was killed, something inside of Arcee broke again. And thus, you became her light of hope, for whenever she was grieving or letting her spark poison with anger and a need for revenge, you were there to hug her or hold her servo, letting her cry on your shoulderplate. But she should be the one doing that! You cried and grieved the loss of Cliffjumper too! She is still has burn in her system the sight of you crying after finding out about the red autobot's murder. She was gonna avenge Cliffjumper (oh, how much he loved you - He would always tell Arcee everything he loved about you, and find such happiness at knowing Arcee thought the same) and keep you away from any danger. She wasn't gonna lose you. She was gonna offline anybot before that happened. She had become more touchy, overprotective, always seeming to act as a wall between everyone and you. "Cliffjumper always vowed to protect you... and I'll do the same - I won't let anything happen to you." She promised in a whisper as she hugged you. All you can do is hug her back, even when you were slightly... scared at how lost her optics seemed.
You love your teammates - you were so sure you wished to pass the rest of your life with all of them once the war was over, to bond with them and love them... but you've noticed how deep their feelings for you were.
Obsessive. Overprotective. Worshipping you as if you were like Primus. Promising to you with whispers about forever protecting you, about how important to them you were, that they were not going to be afraid to shed energon in your name if it meant to prove their love and devotion for you. Keeping tabs on you, whispering to one another everything about you, listening to you, watching you from time to time as you recharge, making sure you never leave the base.
You are their beacon of hope, the light in the darkness - Optimus and Ratchet are not afraid to taint their vow to not offline the enemy if it means to keep you safe and sound, keeping their optics on you. Bulkhead, Wheeljack and Ultra Magnus are ready to protect you from any danger as guardians and destroy anyone who tries to touch you. Bee and Smokescreen will keep giving you all the love and attention they can, promising you the universe and the stars. Arcee will make Cliffjumper's wish come true by keeping you away from danger and bring you the Cybertrone you derseve, just like the others aim to do.
And... there's nothing you can do about it.
All you can do is allow your teammates surround you as if the cocoon of a butterfly - keeping you warm, safe, loved.
Did my best!! Kind off felt like I didn't do good. (Uu ̄ 3 ̄) Vhaos out!
Im inlove with thare art!💜💗🌌
Ok I wanna ask this because I love the way you drew bumblebee, can you please draw Y/N and TFA Optimus, Ratchet, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Prowl, and Sari group hug please ((they are my comfort characters/comfort group) please. Also your art is amazing
I'm bad at draw interactions, but here we go:>
I loved the idea and decided make full art
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Thank you, and I hope u like it^^
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PART 2!!
The Lion adventure
Paring : cameraman!reader x Chris kratt
Tw: romance and fluff
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The sun hung low on the horizon, painting the African savanna in hues of gold and amber. You stood at the edge of the camp, gazing out at the vast landscape. The soft rustling of leaves and distant calls of wildlife filled the air. It was your first expedition with the Kratt brothers, and though you’d dreamed of this moment for years, being here in person was overwhelming in the best possible way.
“Hey, you ready for tonight’s adventure?” a familiar voice asked from behind.
You turned to see Chris Kratt standing just a few feet away, his signature green Creature Power Suit peeking out beneath his jacket. His brown eyes sparkled with excitement, and the hint of a grin played at his lips. The sight of him, so full of life and energy, sent a flutter through your chest.
“I think so,” you replied, trying to mask the nervousness in your voice. “What’s the plan?”
Chris stepped closer, his smile widening. “There’s a pride of lions not far from here. They’ve been active at dusk, and we’re hoping to get some footage of them hunting. It’s going to be amazing.”
You felt your heart race, not just at the thought of getting close to the wild cats, but because Chris was always so infectious with his passion. Being near him made you feel braver, more alive. He had that effect on people.
“I’ve got the camera ready,” you said, holding it up for emphasis. “Just show me where to point it.”
Chris chuckled. “I knew you’d be on top of it.” There was a warmth in his eyes when he looked at you—something deeper than just the camaraderie you shared on these trips. You’d noticed it over the past few weeks: the way his gaze lingered a little longer when you laughed at one of his jokes, or how he’d find excuses to be near you during the quieter moments of the day.
As the two of you walked toward the jeep, Chris paused, looking up at the darkening sky. “You know, I’ve been on countless expeditions, seen animals in their natural habitats, but there’s something about this one that feels different.”
“How so?” you asked, stepping closer, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against your skin.
He turned to face you fully now, his expression softer than you’d ever seen it. “I think it’s because you’re here. It’s been… special, having you around.”
Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You searched his face, looking for any sign that he was joking, but his eyes held steady. The air between you seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken feelings.
“I… I feel the same,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
For a moment, everything around you faded away—the distant sounds of wildlife, the rustling leaves, even the darkening savanna. It was just the two of you, standing close enough that you could feel the warmth of his body, his presence calming and exciting at the same time.
Chris smiled, and before you could say anything else, he reached for your hand, gently intertwining his fingers with yours. The touch was electric, sending a warmth through your whole body. “I’ve wanted to tell you for a while now, but I wasn’t sure how,” he confessed softly.
You squeezed his hand, your eyes meeting his. “I’m glad you did.”
In that moment, beneath the African sky with the promise of adventure ahead, it felt like everything had fallen into place. Being here, in the wild, sharing this experience with Chris—it was more than you had ever imagined.
He leaned in slightly, his face close enough that you could feel his breath on your skin. “Ready for an unforgettable night?” he asked, his voice barely a whisper.
You nodded, your heart racing, and as the two of you climbed into the jeep together, hand in hand, you knew that this trip had already become more unforgettable than you ever thought possible.
And it wasn’t just because of the lions.
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Hi I hope you had a great time reading in the future I will try to write without the DeeL translation tool since it makes my writing quite stiff !
Please tell me if you want a part two!🦁
Love me a cranky old sailor
I need to draw more HighTide there’s not enough art of him
I love how mean they are
@bossbotfiretruck was talking abt blushing OP so i had to draw some boys!!
feel free to use for anything, but pls credit me! i hope the small ones arent too small
🌌💗💜She/they//22//transformers fan//animal lover/sometimes shy//protective over friends(even on tumbler)//LOVES to chat(only whan free)💜💗🌌
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