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CAN I HAVE MORE FLOYD BOTS??

here’s a few to chose from!!

1. Sleepy cuddles post movie? It’s chilly and Floyd gets up in the middle of the night and reader begs him to come back to bed

2. What if reader dies instead of Floyd in trolls 3?

3. Them making noises at each other (like we were talking abt in the discord) and uhh courting-?? Is that the right word??

(if these are too vague you know how to find me.)

I know I already posted the courting rituals one, but I wanted to post it here as well with the other two-

Sleepy cuddles.

Reader and Floyd were the ones trapped and tortured, when they hit the perfect family harmony and broke the diamond bottles.. Reader didn't have as much energy as they thought they did to make it out safely like Floyd had.

Courting rituals; AKA, Floyd not knowing what the hell he's doing.

BroZone Brothers With An Insecure S/O 😔💗

Tags: GN! Reader, Self-Deprecating Jokes, Low Self-Esteem, Abandonment Issues, Slight Body Insecurities. Fluff/Comfort.

A/N: Here we go with our first request! I really liked this idea as someone who has low self-esteem, and honestly it goes to all of y'all who think you're not good enough— cause you are! Also sorry it took a bit! I've been sick because the universe hates me 🙃

Feel free to leave a request & hope you enjoy! ^^

John Dory

At first, he doesn't really know what to make of it.

He finds it a bit strange, but doesn't question your odd sense of humor, and will sometimes even join in on the joke by saying stuff about himself, thinking it's some sort of inside thing between the two of you.

“Man, I can't believe I'm so clingy, sorry! Feel free to use me as a bad example, at least that way I won't be totally useless, haha!”

“Ha! You think that's bad? Babe, you haven't even seen me when I'm up at night just staring at the ceiling contemplating my life choices.”

It isn't until getting a good smack from Bruce and Floyd that he realizes you're actually being serious. And the prospect of that kinda puzzles him, not gonna lie.

“Look at you, tiger! Got yourself plenty of groupies already— Not surprising honestly. Don't have to worry about backups when you decide you're ready to move on, either!”

After a performance at the Pop Troll village, everyone is gushing over BroZone because of course they are. JD only barely manages to squeeze past the number of fans to get to you on the other side of the podium.

The oldest sibling looks at you in shock, and has to get closer to make sure he heard you right. “Babe, why would you say that?”

Caught off guard, you manage a nervous chuckle as you play with your hair. “I-I mean... Wow, would you look at the time! We gotta meet with Poppy and the others!”

John Dory stops you on your tracks and demands an explanation, which isn't really good for your poor heart. All you can do is kick the dirt and avoid his gaze, since that makes what you're about to say much easier to voice aloud.

“I mean... You're John Dory. You could date any troll you wanted and yet you're sticking with me. It honestly feels like a dream sometimes... And I'm scared of the day you realize you can do WAY better and decide to leave me.”

After processing this, he immediately holds your face in his hands and gives you the most serious expression you've ever seen on him. “I don't want just any random troll... I want you. You're my number one fan, and I'm yours, so don't even think about stuff like that, okay?”

After the exchange, he's always on the lookout for whenever your bad habit wants to kick in again and is ready to stop it ASAP

Spruce/Bruce

He notices it happens mostly when you're working at the cantina.

Whenever you get an order wrong, trip over your own feet or don't remember how to work one of the machines properly, you'll go into an awkward insecure flight response.

You'll say “Oops! Sorry! Clumsy Twinkle Toes, coming through!” while grinning and laughing along with the customers, but Bruce knows that it's affecting you more than you lead on.

It also happens whenever BroZone is getting ready to perform and you don't know what to do with yourself since you're “standing in the way”, despite being told multiple times that it's okay for you to be backstage with everyone else.

When he talks to you about it, you get really uncomfortable and just say that it's no big deal and that you can handle it.

“I've always been a clumsy person, so I guess that's always making me doubt myself over the smallest of things... Sorry if it's annoying.”

Bruce will then proceed to give you a huge warm hug and a kiss on the forehead as he whispers comforting words into your ear.

“Hey, I can be clumsy too! I've always been the worst out of everyone when it comes to choreography. Don't tell JD though, cause I know he'll throw a fit knowing I don't practice.”

He'll throw in other examples that may seem inconsequential to you, but you appreciate the effort nonetheless and smile and giggle through the embarrassing stories he shares.

He helps you get more confident by being there with you while taking orders at the cantina and praising you whenever you get something right— albeit in private as to not embarrass you.

Same goes with rehearsals, where he WILL drag you into the lounge area to hang with his brothers and/or Poppy and Viva when they decide to visit, too.

Overall he wants what's best for you and will try and push you out of your comfort zone, but only in a safe environment where he knows that if something does go wrong, it won't be as catastrophic as you make it out to be in your head.

You never stop thanking him for being your crutch during these times.

Clay

The moment he hears the words come out of your mouth he's completely flabbergasted.

First of all, who said those things to you? Because he swears he just wants to talk to them—

It's at a sleepover with his brothers and the gals at the Bergen Golf Course, and among the many games, snacks and movies watched, pictures are also taken.

As soon as you take a look at the array of selfies, you let out what sounds like a mix between a laugh and a sigh.

“I mean, at least it stays consistent— in photos, I look ugly. And in real life, I'm also ugly!”

As soon as those words leave your lips, Clay is at your side with an almost unreadable expression, only to snatch one of the photos from your hands. “How DARE you say that about the most attractive troll I've ever met? Shame on you!”

He then starts going around the room waving the picture around to his brothers, saying stuff like “Look how attractive my S/O is! I'm dating them!” while you're just blushing profusely and begging him to stop (even though deep down your kinda giddy about it).

After that day, Clay will do small gestures in which he reminds you how beautiful he thinks you are. Everything to outright saying it each morning, joking about it with his brothers, and even bragging about you to his friends in the Bergen Golf Course.

He's a simp and he's totally okay with that because it's you.

Clay feels like he's the luckiest troll in the world for being able to snatch someone like you since he's “the most boring and uninteresting of the bunch”, so he feels like he's hit the jackpot.

You immediately tell him that he's not boring to you and that he's the best boyfriend ever, which only causes him to smirk.

“Doesn't feel good to know the person you love feels so bad about themselves, does it?”

Finally realizing his reverse psychology, you give in with a laugh. “No, it doesn't. I guess... We can both work on that? Together?”

And so you do, and end up helping each other whenever one is feeling down in the dumps, as a sort of personal cheerleader. You truly couldn't have asked for someone better.

Floyd

You're the kind of person who's very vocal about your interests.

So it's no surprise that you have to catch yourself mid-ramble whenever you're talking about something you're either interested in or knowledgeable about. And with Floyd being such a good listener, it honestly slips your mind more times than you'd prefer.

After realizing you've been talking for too long, you turn pink in the face and start apologizing profusely.

“Sorry! You probably didn't need to hear all of that. They didn't call me ‘Chatter Box’ when I was younger for nothing! Haha...”

But Floyd could care less about any of that. He loves hearing you talk, not just because he's not much of a chatty person, but because he just finds it incredibly endearing.

He'll hold your hands in his own and give you the softest smile ever that just makes you think that it should be illegal to be THIS sweet.

“You're just so cute when you get lost in the moment like that. Besides, I love seeing you happy. By all means, I'm glad you get to do the talking for the both of us, otherwise we wouldn't get anywhere in this relationship.”

You laugh at his attempt to make you feel better and melt under the touch of his lips on your cheek.

After that, whenever you go out either just the two of you or with your group of friends, Floyd will encourage you to express yourself. He does this by either asking you a question directly or subtly incorporating you into the conversation by saying something like. “I think (y/n) knows about this kinda stuff. Don't you, love?”

Obviously this all happens with your consent beforehand, since he doesn't want to put you in a tight spot, either.

Either way, he always values whatever you have to say, since you always bring in new perspectives that maybe others didn't think about before.

He will also encourage you to be yourself and not try and match your topics of conversation with things you think other people will find interesting. You deserve to be happy by sharing what you love with the world.

Poppy and Viva are huge helps in the art of feeling confident by speaking your mind, and Floyd couldn't be happier for you.

You thank him by telling him about your day each night, in which sometimes he'll fall asleep to the soothing sound of your voice, which only warms your heart on so many levels.

“Goodnight, my prince.”

“Goodnight, my little chatter box.”

Branch

Just like Clay, this man is ready to throw hands.

Just give him a name and he'll get the job done before sunrise—

He notices that sometimes you struggle with finding outfits for different occasions, either something casual, dressy, classy, etc.

But it's not because you don't have anything in your wardrobe, on the contrary it's pretty much brimming. It's more the fact that you're not satisfied with any of them because you feel like you don't look good in them.

Branch tries to convince you otherwise, saying that you look great no matter what you wear, but you can't help but feel self-conscious in anything that isn't a good old sweatshirt.

He isn't knowledgeable in fashion (clearly) so he enlists the help of Poppy and The Snack Pack to try and cater outfits to your exact measurements, along with any other nitpicks you've had in the past with either texture or material.

I mean, Branch has backup plans to his backup plans, you think he wouldn't keep notes on what kind of stuff his S/O doesn't like— INCLUDING mundane stuff like their clothing?

He surprises you with these, and you can't help but feel attractive in them since he paid extra attending to the complaints you had from your own designs.

“I personally think you look great no matter what you wear. But if you feel so strongly about it, might as well get some stuff you'll actually enjoy wearing.” He'd said when you asked why he did it, and your heart just melted.

You vow to try and work on your self-imagine regardless, which he gets happy over and says he can't wait for you to see yourself the way he does.

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Breakbee!!!!!!!!

Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!💜💗🌌🥰

The votes didn't ended but they soon will so i made an TFA character just as it was voted for😊

Our wonderful 💛TFA Bumblebee🐝, one of my favorite characters and if you all have any characters from any universe of the transformers just ask, my ask box is always open😉

Moonstorm put!💜💗🌌🫡

I was thinking?🤔

Could i mabey each day make any transformers character in picrew, so i have an vote for all of you guys🙃

What character sould i make tomarow?🤭

Vote(or ask) which character sould i make first?🫡

Transformers Valentines! 💝

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(One I am sorry if I am flooding your ask box is just I really love how you write) maybe old Predacon buddy get transported into the Earth spark universe how would they interact with Megatron from that universe possible hostility and will possibly gush over the terrans(is that how I say it?) Just overall more grandpa vibes

Old Predacon Buddy is going to start their own passport or scrapbook filled with their travels to other dimensions with all of their alternative grandkids.

Hope you enjoy!

Bot Buddy the Old Predacon meeting the Terrans and Megatron

SFW, Platonic, Cybertronian reader

TFP/TFE

Buddy was going to start keeping a personal travel log on all the different places outside their universe if this keeps up.

One minute they were peacefully watching Bumblebee and Bulkhead spar in the training room.

The next thing they knew they were thrown into a small clearing in the middle of the woods.

It was a peaceful piece of land if they were being honest.

They knew they needed to start thinking about how to get back home, again, but the scenery caught their optics.

Full of nice trees and moss, a perfect spot to nap.

Snap!

Buddy turns their helm to spot two small Bot and human girl and boy.

“…Hello?”--Buddy

“Hi!”—All of them

Buddy, a little stunned by the response, waves their tail.

The little girl and the bot next to her come closer.

The other two come after wards.

“We heard a large thud noise and found you here.”—Small red bot

“Did you now?”--Buddy

“Bet that was you making a crash landing.”—Small human girl

“You could say that. These portals aren’t known for giving bots nice landings.”--Buddy

“Portals? Like a spacebridge?”—Small human boy

“…Yes, like a spacebridge. How do you know what a space bridge is?”--Buddy

“Dad and Dad 2 talked about them.”—Small red bot

“Dad…Dad 2?”--Buddy

“Yeah well, Dad talked about it in the comics.”—Small white bot

“Excuse me, comics?”--Buddy

“Yeah, these things!”—Small white bot

Buddy is shown a comic with Optimus and Megatron fighting on the front page.

“Do… do all humans know about our species?”--Buddy

“Duh. You’re not from around here, are you?”—Small white bot

“I’m not. I’m from another dimension.”--Buddy

“Wow! So Cool!”—Small human girl

“Mo, they need to get back home.”--Small human boy

Buddy tilting their helm a bit.

“Mo? Is that your name little one?”--Buddy

“Yep! This is my big brother Robbie and our other brother Thrash and sister Twitch.”--Mo

“Brother… and sister…”--Buddy

“We found them in a cave, well more like created.”--Robbie

Buddy sitting down putting a servo over their face.

Buddy vents hard.

“Hold on a second kiddo. This…this is a lot to process at the moment.”--Buddy

“Robbie! Mo! Where did you guys go?”

“Wait I found them!”

Three more bots come from the brush.

Buddy just stares at them.

The orange and green one transform into their beast modes and stand in front of group. The large purple one looks like they are ready to fight.

“Who are you!”—Green owl bot

“Nightshade wait that bot’s friendly!”--Mo

“How do you know? They look like they can eat you whole Mo!”—Large purple one

“We should judge a book by its cover Hashtag.”—Small dinobot

“If it helps, I can give you my name. But you must promise not to ask questions about it.”--Buddy

“Deal.”--Mo

“Buddy.”--Buddy

“…Your name is Buddy?”--Robbie

“Yep.”--Buddy

“…okay! These are our other siblings, Hashtag, Nightshade and Jawbreaker.”--Thrash

Buddy nodding before taking notice of how young these bots looked.

“You said you found your siblings in a cave, correct? How long were they there?”--Buddy

“I think less than a year ago.”--Mo

Buddy looks like they are about to have a stroke.

Mo mentioned that their mother and father would want to meet them. Maybe even help them find a way back home.

As the little group walked towards the farm, Buddy followed making sure to watch each one carefully.

There was no way that these literal sparkling’s were leaving their sight.

Alex and Dot were extremely surprised to see the kids bring in a giant mechanical dragon home.

They looked even bigger than Megatron!

“Kids… who’s your new friend here?”--Alex

Buddy bowing their helm a little in respect.

“Hello there. My name is Buddy. I am an Autobot from another dimension. I fell into your world through some sort of portal.”--Buddy

“Wow…”--Alex

“Your name is Buddy?”--Dot

Buddy venting a bit.

“Yes Ma’am. That is my name it suites my personality, I’ve been told.”--Buddy

Dot looks at her kids.

“Did any of you—”--Dot

“We didn’t bring the giant dragon here!”--Thrash

“I am a Predacon little one.”--Buddy

“What’s a Predacon?”--Jawbreaker

“…I’ll explain it later. Umm…”--Buddy

“I’m Dot, this is my husband, Alex.”--Dot

Alex looking starstruck at Buddy.

“Hello—”--buddy

“Can you fly?”--Alex

“Dad!”—the kids

“Alex!”--Dot

Buddy chuckling a bit before dipping their helm to the ground in front of him.

“Would you like to see for yourself?”--Buddy

“I like them!”--Alex

“Can I go too!”--Mo

“And me!”--Robbie

“And me!”--Hashtag

“One at a time little ones. Dot? Is there someone you can contact that could--”--Buddy

“Already calling the big guys. They should be here any minute.”--Dot

Buddy was pleased and agreed to wait.

In the meantime, Buddy had already taken an oath to protect the young ones with their life while they were still here.

Buddy also wondered whose alternatives they were going to run into this time around.

Buddy played around with the little ones when a yellow sports car came speeding in and transformed.

“Dot! I got the call—SWEET SOLUS PRIME!”--Bumblebee

Buddy turning to the yellow bot with a happy grin on their face plate.

Buddy easily walks up to him with four of the Malto bots hanging from their frame.

“Bumblebee! My, my I haven’t met an alternative of you yet. And your voice!”--Buddy

Buddy looking around his neck cables.

“Not a scratch!”--Buddy

“Can someone explain!”--Bumblebee

“Oh sorry! Where are my manners. My name is Buddy, I am an Autobot from another dimension and Dot dear here was nice enough to contact some bots that could potentially help me with my problem.”--Buddy

“…”--Bumblebee

“It’s a lot to take in. Take your time little one.”--Buddy

Did Bee feel a bit intimidated about the giant dragon talking to him in such high regards.

Yes.

But at the same time, he didn’t.

Despite the grand size of the bot, they were a softy.

They really lived up to their name.

Soon enough a familiar truck comes in.

“Is that Prime?”--Buddy

“Oh yeah Optimus is here.”--Dot

“That’s—”--Bumblebee

A grey helicopter starts hovering above the truck.

“…Bumblebee. Who’s that?”--Buddy

“Megatron.”--Bumblebee

Buddy nearly snaps their neck at how fast they look at him.

“Excuse me?!”--Buddy

“What?”--Dot

“Megatron? Here? The leader of the Decepticons?”--Buddy

“Oh, he isn’t a Con anymore. He’s one of us now.”--Bumblebee

Buddy’s wings drop as the kids go welcome the Prime and ex-warlord.

“Your war is…is it over?”--Buddy

Bee and Dot look at Buddy who seemed to have aged dramatically in the few seconds of hearing that news.

“Yeah, its over…I take it yours isn’t?”--Bumblebee

Buddy shaking their helm.

“What about the other Decepticon’s?”--Buddy

“Some are doing their own thing and others do cause trouble from time to time.”--Bumblebee

Buddy huffs a bit.

“Next thing you’re going to tell me is that Starscream is the leader.”--Buddy

“I mean—”--Bumblebee

“This is the part where you tell me that isn’t true…”--Buddy

“Well…”--Dot

“…please say sike right now…”--Buddy

 Prime and Megatron start walking over.

Buddy straightens themselves and transforms to go shake the Leaders servos.

“Optimus. Megatron.”--Buddy

“That’s us. And who might you be stranger?”--Megtron

Buddy suppressing a tiny sob.

“Buddy, sir. My name is Buddy.”--Buddy

“Strange name, but it looks like it suites you well.”--Optimus

“Thank you Prime. I take it that you two can help me get back home?”--Buddy

“We will do our best Buddy.”--Optimus

Buddy smiles at the two.

“That’s all I could ask for. Thank you.”--buddy

Buddy eventually sat down and talked to the two mechs while more bots were coming their way.

Buddy met the alternatives of some fellow bots they knew or had known throughout the war.

They nearly got teary eyed when they met this alternative of Elita One.

Buddy found it a bit hard to connect the dots between this version of Arcee and Wheeljack.

According to Wheeljack, it was going to take a couple of days to make sure that Buddy would get sent to the right dimension.

Buddy didn’t mind too much as they spent most of their time with the kids.

These kids lived for Buddy’s play time and stories.

“Then what did you do?”--Jawbreaker

“Well kiddo, I took that hammer and threw it at our Commander. He was able to help our Wheeljack and Bulkhead while I managed to get us some cover from the Vechicons.”--Buddy

“Cool!”--Thrash

“Buddy, I have a question.”--Nightshade

“What might that be Nightshade?”--Buddy

“You mentioned once that you were a gladiator of sorts right?”--Nightshade

“Yes, that was during my younger years.”--Buddy

“How young though?”--Nightshade

“Hmm… probably around the first hundreds of years give or take.”--Buddy

“…”—The kids

“Kids?”--Buddy

“How old are you?”--Robbie

“…How about another story?”--Buddy

“How old!”--Twitch

“Storytime!”--Buddy

“How old Buddy!”--Hashtag

“Dot! Restrain you kids!”—Buddy

Soon enough it was time for Buddy to go back home.

Buddy made sure they hugged every single one of their new friends before going close to the portal.

Buddy made sure to give extras as they were leaving.

Buddy came out of the portal and into the halls of the base.

Only to get immediately hit in the helm by a lob ball.

“OW! Who threw that!”--Buddy

“Buddy!?”--Miko

Miko starts running to Buddy in the Apex armor.

“Wait Miko the armor—”--Buddy

Miko jumps into Buddy’s open arms.

Buddy falls backwards with a hard thud.

“Miko, I’m not as young as I was before.”--Buddy

Miko doesn’t listen, too busy hugging Buddy.

“You need to stop disappearing like that.”--Miko

“Trust me if I had a choice I would stay with the team. The universe seems to have different plans. At least I always end back home.”--buddy

“You got that right.”--Miko

more humanformers stuff:

megs' designs kicked my ass but hey i finished them continuation from here

+more stuff:

Little Animation!!

He's just trying to get his conjunx-to-be to meet his family 😔

I miss drawing my Earthspark AU but I wanted to redraw this hug first 🥺💕

Finally drew the fullbody designs of my Earthspark Stunticons!! 🥹💕

IM DYING FOR MORE OF THARE STORYS💜💗🌌😭💜💗🌌😭

can i resquets Yandere Tfa Optimus, Prowl, Blurr and Jazz x cybertronian reader who is a motherly figure to Sari so much so that she sees Sari as if she were her Sparkling also that she almost got into a fight with Sentinel for insulting Sari

Ou yeaaa, we fighting that chin-ass Sentinel to protect the babey (Sari)!!! ᕦ(òwóˇ)ᕤ

Yandere!TFA Optimus Prime, Prowl, Blurr & Jazz x Cybertronian!Fem!Reader who is a motherly figure to Sari (HCs)

WARNINGS: Yandere behaviour. Reader is female leaning, Cybertronian and an Autobot. Reader gets referred as Mom and takes a motherly role. Mentions of threatening, hurting or killing someone (all towards Sentinel Prime)

Optimus Prime

Whenever Optimus gets to see you interacting with Sari, he thanks Primus for be allowed to witness such precious sight. Sari has grown to like you so much, going first to you to pass time whenever you are free and you are more than happy to pass time with her.

No matter how much Bee whines that you always steal Sari's attention and time, the girl always arguments back a "I want to pass time with my mom!", making you chuckle and Optimus can't help but hope Sari gets to see him as the fatherly figure (or at least the 2nd, sorry Isaac Sumdac...)

Loves how you view Sari as a sparkling and take care of her, always making sure she is well taken care of, safe and sound, and so on.

And he has to be the one to physically hold you back whenever Sentinel Prime is around making his uncalled for comments about humans and Sari, specially.

"Call my girl a 'mucky organic' and I'll be the one to send you to the well of the All Spark!" You warn the taller mech to then turn around and walk away. Sentinel was this close to grab your shoulder to make you stay so he could reprend you (how dare you speak to him like that?!). But before he can grab you, his wrist is grabbed by another servo.

Optimus Prime always tries to remain civil with Sentinel, and sometimes he gives into the arguments the other mech always does for the sake of trying to humilliate Optimus or just get on his nerves... but that moment was different.

TFA Optimus would be a protective, possessive leaning yandere.

The shadow casted on his faceplate and how his optics shine dangerously as he stares with warning makes Sentinel actually step back and then leave.

Prowl

Other bots joke that Prowl is your personal shadow as he tends to follow you like a 'lost puppy' when you are around - which is funny, in your optics he is acting more like a guard dog.

Everything you do fascinates him - even your motherly nature around Sari.

TFA Prowl would be a stalker, worshipping yandere - the type of yandere that always follows his beloved one in silence and taking everything about them.

Just small things, of course! Like a piece of your armour that fell when you were fighting with a decepticon, a note you wrote to remind yourself of something and when you no longer needed it, and so on...

Maybe a photo or two while cuddling Sari... oh, you're so precious.

But of course - just as there are so many bots and organics that don't see the true beauty on things, like nature, there are bots that don't see the beauty in you and your maternal love for the young girl.

Like Sentinel Prime.

Prowl once witnessed you discussing loudly with the other bigger bot, you looked so angry as you left, carrying Sari in your arms.

Sentinel was going to go after you when a shuriken passed just by the side of his helm, doing a small cut on his cheekplate.

And when the Prime turned around to yell at whoever threw that shuriken, he was met with Prowl, the upper side of his frame covered by the shadow of a hallway... something in Sentinel said to not move or yell back, as after a couple of moments, the Cyber-ninja blends with the shadows, leaving a silent threat in the air.

No one will disturb your beauty as long as he is around.

Blurr

We got a yapper (Blurr) x listener (You) dynamic here, definitely.

TFA Blurr is an obsessive yandere, from helm to pedes, and said obsessiveness also leans onto a worshipping side.

This mech actually shuts his mouth the moment you introduce yourself to him and remains silent as long as you speak.

Your voice is like the most refined energon done on Cybertron. And even better, even sweeter.

He broke code a few times and visited you while he was on earth (let's, before he got stuck with Skywarp and Thundercracker.)

Loves to hear you speak, and the moment you brought up your love for Sari, how you care so much for her and being with her always makes you laugh and feel happy... oh, such a precious sight Blurr replays over and over again in his mind when he is thinking about you.

He is definitely already planning out everything: When the war is over and the decepticons are brought down, he is going to ask your servo in marriage (as humans say), become your conjux endura, have as many sparklings as you want with him - he is already thinking on their designations and he can't wait to share them with you!

You are perfect! You are perfect you are perfect oh my Primus you are perfect youaresoperfectforhimitmakeshissparkbeatsoquicklyitmightkillhimhelovesyouhelovesyouhelovesyou

Of course - the moment you share with him about how once Sentinel Prime said something rather rude about Sari... Blurr feels his spark break in half at how you looked.

You looked angry, hurt that someone said something about the girl you saw as your own sparkling.

No, no, no - please, smile again, keep talking about how Sari brings you happiness or - or tell Blurr about whatever makes you happy. He wishes to listen, he needs to listen to your happiness - he doesn't wish to see you angry or hurt, pleasepleaseplease

In that little moment, Blurr promises to make Sentinel Prime regret ever open his mouth. He will make sure that mech becomes complete silent, as Blurr only wishes to hear you. Only you.

Jazz

TFA Jazz gives me the vibes of a stalker, self-aware yandere that slowlys transitions into delusion.

It would have been a slow burn from his part to fall in love (and obsess) with you, but it was the interactions he saw of you with Sari that made his spark develop those feelings.

He loved those moments where he got to see you carrying the girl with your arms, and the strong bond you two shared.

When Sari told you that time Jazz got scared at her when she just did a 'Oowa-booga!' scare at the mech, you laughed with such joy, and Jazz felt his spark explode inside his chestplate.

Oh, his beautiful conjux and his sparkling are so adorable!

... oh wait, you two are not together (yet).

Sentinel Prime has learned to keep his mouth shut and keep his own thoughts to himself whenever you are around, either if Jazz is also there or not.

Last time he called you a 'bot with too much organic germs' and Sari a 'nasty, organic pet', aside that he nearly got his aft kicked by you, and...

He swears Jazz nearly shoot him on the helm when they were chasing after a decepticon that decided to attack them nearby the forest. He would have yelled at Jazz... if it wasn't for that murderous gleam he got to see through the mech's visor.

TFA Jazz is such a fiiine mech, I got my eyes on him now. ♪(´▽｀) Finally done! Hope you all like it! Vhaos out!

This in two words

BEAUTIFUL AND ADORABLE💜💗🌌😭

Hi!👋 me again

Im SO in love with how you did my last request and since im feeling slightly betwen agust and fluff, so i go with fluff and i want to request an ES Megatron having an crush on the femme cybertronian reader who is to the Terrans 'Mom2', as Twich would say it, and the reader is while bot protecting tham SUPER sweet to tham and acting like they are her own sparklings but whan in danger she literly goes into 'protective mom' mode and keeps tham safe at all cost

I hope you have an amazing day or night and that i didn't go to far with this request💜💗🌌

A Protector's Spark.

The Malto household hummed with a warmth that could only be described as familial. The Terrans were scattered around the yard—Twitch practicing her flying maneuvers, Thrash trying (and failing) to do a wheelie, Hashtag perfecting her latest holo-selfie, Nightshade building something intricate, and Jawbreaker just enjoying the sun. Among them stood you, the unofficially dubbed “Mom2,” as Twitch lovingly called you.

“Alright, Twitch, keep your wings steady,” you encouraged, your voice gentle yet firm. “You’ll master that landing in no time.”

Megatron watched from a distance, his optics fixed on you. It wasn’t uncommon for him to stop by the Malto home to check on the Terrans or discuss matters with Bumblebee, but recently, his visits had taken on a different motive: seeing you.

There was something about you that left him utterly captivated. The way you smiled at the Terrans, how your presence brought them comfort, and the fierce protectiveness you displayed when they were in danger—it all stirred something deep within his spark.

You glanced up from helping Nightshade secure a bolt on their project and spotted Megatron.

“Megatron!” you greeted warmly, waving. “Come join us!”

He hesitated before approaching, his massive frame seeming almost out of place amid the domestic scene. But the moment Twitch swooped down to excitedly greet him, the unease melted from his expression.

“Greetings,” Megatron said, his tone reserved but softer than usual. His optics flicked to you as you stood and dusted your servos.

“I was wondering when you’d show up,” you teased lightly. “You always seem to visit when things are peaceful.”

“Perhaps I have impeccable timing,” he replied, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips.

You laughed softly and returned to the Terrans, unaware of the way Megatron’s optics lingered on you. He admired how you moved seamlessly between affection and authority—a trait he rarely saw in anyone, let alone someone who treated the Terrans as their own.

The peace didn’t last long. A sudden, shrill alarm sounded from the Malto base, and Bumblebee’s voice crackled over the comms:

“Terrans, get inside! Decepticon scouts nearby!”

The Terrans froze in fear, their excitement instantly replaced with dread. But you didn’t miss a beat.

“Everyone, inside, now!” you commanded, your tone leaving no room for argument.

“But—!” Twitch started, only for you to give her a look that silenced her protests.

“You heard your mother,” Megatron added, his voice carrying a weight of authority.

As the Terrans scrambled indoors, you and Megatron stepped forward, taking a defensive stance. The two of you worked in tandem, a seamless rhythm of strength and precision.

“Stay behind me,” Megatron ordered as the scouts appeared.

“Not a chance,” you replied, your tone steely.

The battle was swift but intense. You moved with a ferocity Megatron had rarely seen before, intercepting attacks that were aimed at the base and shielding him when one scout attempted to flank him.

When the last scout retreated, Megatron turned to you, his optics wide with something akin to awe.

“Are you injured?” he asked, stepping closer.

“Just a few scuffs,” you replied, brushing off your arm.

The Terrans peeked out from the base, their optics filled with admiration.

“Mom2, that was amazing!” Thrash exclaimed, running to hug your leg.

You smiled, kneeling to ruffle his helm affectionately. “I’d do anything to protect you.”

Megatron watched the exchange, his spark tightening.

Later that evening, after the Terrans had settled down and Bumblebee had returned from patrol, you and Megatron stood outside, gazing at the stars.

“You were remarkable today,” he said, breaking the silence.

“Thanks,” you replied, your gaze soft. “But I’m just doing what anyone would for their family.”

Megatron hesitated, the weight of his words catching in his vocal processor. Finally, he spoke:

“You care for them as if they were your own sparklings.”

“They might as well be,” you said with a laugh. “They’ve brought so much joy into my life. I’d do anything to keep them safe.”

He stared at you, his optics reflecting the starlight. In that moment, he realized the depth of his feelings for you. It wasn’t just admiration—it was something much stronger.

“I envy them,” he admitted quietly.

You turned to him, surprised. “What do you mean?”

“They have you,” he said simply. “And I find myself wanting the same.”

Your optics widened, heat rushing to your faceplates. For a moment, you were speechless.

“Megatron…”

Before you could respond, Twitch’s voice called out from the base.

“Mom2, bedtime story!”

You chuckled, giving Megatron a warm smile. “Hold that thought.”

As you walked back toward the base, Megatron watched you go, his spark lighter than it had been in centuries.

Whatever it took, he’d make sure you knew how much you meant to him—one day.

Hi!👋 me again

Im SO in love with how you did my last request and since im feeling slightly betwen agust and fluff, so i go with fluff and i want to request an ES Megatron having an crush on the femme cybertronian reader who is to the Terrans 'Mom2', as Twich would say it, and the reader is while bot protecting tham SUPER sweet to tham and acting like they are her own sparklings but whan in danger she literly goes into 'protective mom' mode and keeps tham safe at all cost

I hope you have an amazing day or night and that i didn't go to far with this request💜💗🌌

A Protector's Spark.

The Malto household hummed with a warmth that could only be described as familial. The Terrans were scattered around the yard—Twitch practicing her flying maneuvers, Thrash trying (and failing) to do a wheelie, Hashtag perfecting her latest holo-selfie, Nightshade building something intricate, and Jawbreaker just enjoying the sun. Among them stood you, the unofficially dubbed “Mom2,” as Twitch lovingly called you.

“Alright, Twitch, keep your wings steady,” you encouraged, your voice gentle yet firm. “You’ll master that landing in no time.”

Megatron watched from a distance, his optics fixed on you. It wasn’t uncommon for him to stop by the Malto home to check on the Terrans or discuss matters with Bumblebee, but recently, his visits had taken on a different motive: seeing you.

There was something about you that left him utterly captivated. The way you smiled at the Terrans, how your presence brought them comfort, and the fierce protectiveness you displayed when they were in danger—it all stirred something deep within his spark.

You glanced up from helping Nightshade secure a bolt on their project and spotted Megatron.

“Megatron!” you greeted warmly, waving. “Come join us!”

He hesitated before approaching, his massive frame seeming almost out of place amid the domestic scene. But the moment Twitch swooped down to excitedly greet him, the unease melted from his expression.

“Greetings,” Megatron said, his tone reserved but softer than usual. His optics flicked to you as you stood and dusted your servos.

“I was wondering when you’d show up,” you teased lightly. “You always seem to visit when things are peaceful.”

“Perhaps I have impeccable timing,” he replied, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips.

You laughed softly and returned to the Terrans, unaware of the way Megatron’s optics lingered on you. He admired how you moved seamlessly between affection and authority—a trait he rarely saw in anyone, let alone someone who treated the Terrans as their own.

The peace didn’t last long. A sudden, shrill alarm sounded from the Malto base, and Bumblebee’s voice crackled over the comms:

“Terrans, get inside! Decepticon scouts nearby!”

The Terrans froze in fear, their excitement instantly replaced with dread. But you didn’t miss a beat.

“Everyone, inside, now!” you commanded, your tone leaving no room for argument.

“But—!” Twitch started, only for you to give her a look that silenced her protests.

“You heard your mother,” Megatron added, his voice carrying a weight of authority.

As the Terrans scrambled indoors, you and Megatron stepped forward, taking a defensive stance. The two of you worked in tandem, a seamless rhythm of strength and precision.

“Stay behind me,” Megatron ordered as the scouts appeared.

“Not a chance,” you replied, your tone steely.

The battle was swift but intense. You moved with a ferocity Megatron had rarely seen before, intercepting attacks that were aimed at the base and shielding him when one scout attempted to flank him.

When the last scout retreated, Megatron turned to you, his optics wide with something akin to awe.

“Are you injured?” he asked, stepping closer.

“Just a few scuffs,” you replied, brushing off your arm.

The Terrans peeked out from the base, their optics filled with admiration.

“Mom2, that was amazing!” Thrash exclaimed, running to hug your leg.

You smiled, kneeling to ruffle his helm affectionately. “I’d do anything to protect you.”

Megatron watched the exchange, his spark tightening.

Later that evening, after the Terrans had settled down and Bumblebee had returned from patrol, you and Megatron stood outside, gazing at the stars.

“You were remarkable today,” he said, breaking the silence.

“Thanks,” you replied, your gaze soft. “But I’m just doing what anyone would for their family.”

Megatron hesitated, the weight of his words catching in his vocal processor. Finally, he spoke:

“You care for them as if they were your own sparklings.”

“They might as well be,” you said with a laugh. “They’ve brought so much joy into my life. I’d do anything to keep them safe.”

He stared at you, his optics reflecting the starlight. In that moment, he realized the depth of his feelings for you. It wasn’t just admiration—it was something much stronger.

“I envy them,” he admitted quietly.

You turned to him, surprised. “What do you mean?”

“They have you,” he said simply. “And I find myself wanting the same.”

Your optics widened, heat rushing to your faceplates. For a moment, you were speechless.

“Megatron…”

Before you could respond, Twitch’s voice called out from the base.

“Mom2, bedtime story!”

You chuckled, giving Megatron a warm smile. “Hold that thought.”

As you walked back toward the base, Megatron watched you go, his spark lighter than it had been in centuries.

Whatever it took, he’d make sure you knew how much you meant to him—one day.

I spent so long on it I can't believe I almost forgot to post it 😭

some close ups:

[TFONE SPOILERS] it’s been a month.. go see it.

Little Drion/megaop whatever you wanna call it animatic I cooked up last night. They make me SICK

It’s also on YouTube if you wanna give it some love over there :3

One word for this

ADORABLE💜💗🌌💜💗🌌

Hi👋

Can you pls do TFP(Bumblebee, Ratchet, Smokescreen, Knockout, Breakdown and Megatron) how would they react to thare cybertronian gn s/o snuezed(english isn't my first language, sorry if i wrote it wrong😭) VERYYYY adorably

It can be headcanons or scenario, but headcanons pls🥺, and have an good day/night💜💗🌌

Cute, and I'm sorry this took so long, I've been busy irl. I hope you love it!

TFP transformers X Cybertronian Reader

Info: You sneezed, and the other reacted.

TFP Bumblebee

You and Bumblebee came back from a mission to find energon

While returning, you and Bumblebee were stuck in a slight cave in which caused dust to get in eachothers joints.

When you returner to base, you're fans were having trouble getting the dirt out. So as a last resort, it pushed the dirt out forcefully.

Which caused you to sneeze like a little panda(if you know the video).

When you look at Bumblebee, he looked at you with massive optics before beeping in rapid motion, saying "how cute" and "how did you do it"

You wished the ground will swallow you up.

Ratchet

You just returned from a fight with decpticons when you went out scouting.

You were dented up badly and ratchet was looking you over. While he looked you over, he starts to use a smoother to buff out you're armor.

While he was smoothing out you're body, some dry paint flies off and hits you on you're face. You're fans trying to get it out of you're body forces you to sneeze it out.

When you sneezed and looked at ratchet, he looked at you wide optics.

He starts to fuss over to ask if yiunwere ok and cybertronian arnt suppose to make that noise.

While fussing over, you explained what happened but he ain't gonna take that as an awnser.

Looks like you are trapped.

(Art not mine, it's @snowiiarts <----

Knockout&Breakdown

Breakdown and Knockout were both doing new resurch in human biology.

They found it wierd as fuck but they were forced into it, since Megatron wanted them to figure out ways to hurt primes humans pets.

While reasurching, (Y/N) was with them. They decided that to figure out human biology, they should upload deta into themselves that makes them experience a little bit of human biology.

(Y/N) was the first tester (she volunteered), and she uploaded the deta.

Breakdown and knockout watch closely to see if anything changes but nothing happens.

When they were about to call it a failed experiment, (Y/N) suddenly made a wierd noise.

When they turn to her, they see her jerk forward while her eyes close.

Immediately they think she is having a spark attack. Cut to (Y/N) on a slab with breakdown and knockdown running around in fear if they arnt fast enough, their friend will die.

Smokescreen

It was a normal day in the base.

The kids are playing games, the bots are doing their own thing, and smokescreen and (Y/N) are daring eachother.

They were in smokescreens berthroom and they were daring eachother to do random things.

Smokescreen soon dared (Y/N) to make a random noise that the humans have made at one point, and choose her to make a noise that the humans called a "sneeze"

(Y/n) not backing down, choose to do it, so she tried....and tried....and tried....and tried....

After multiple attempts, she was about to give up when she glitched her own system and made her fans force all the air out of her body.

She made a sneeze noise that dident sound Exactly like a human sneezing but close enough.

Smokescreen laughs extremely hard by seeing her face, since it sounded so funny.

Just yiu wait, you.will make him do somthing called a fart.

Megatron

Megatron currently was walking with (Y/N) down the halls of the nemisis.

He was explaining to her about his new plans of deafening the autobots.

While he explained his new plan, they walked around the corner, they come across some autobots on bored.

Megatron wasted no time to open fire, (Y/N) joining him.

While they fought, (Y/N) noticed the kids hidding behind a dead soldier.

She attempts to reach them but miko suddenly throws sand she has in her pocket (pocket sand 😆😆😆)

(Y/n) roars in pain and the humans run to the autobots before leaving through a ground bridge.

When megatron turns to (y/n) and stomps to her, ready to yell at her for letting them escape, (Y/N) suddenly makes a noise that stops him in his tracks.

He stears at (Y/n) who makes the noise again and apologize for her not capturing the humans.

After a quite few seconds, megatron excuses her and says "don't let it happen again."

He leaves to go find soundwave. He wants a recording of that noise...it was cute.

Another drawing of Transformers One ✍️✍️

late night star sketch ✨

Here comes Sunder ! :D

New Adopt !!💖💖 (Dinobots Special!!)

TFE Megatron <33

Requested by; @rhazberriquartz