me projecting my period cramps onto them
Hello, Can I resquest, Transformers One, Yandere Sentinel Prime with a cybertronian reader conjux HCS
Oooh Sentinel Prime - lowkey, I believed I was gonna hate his guts until my very last breath. But I forgot I like fucked up characters that also have babygirl tratis (I mean - I am obsessed with Starscream, I understimated myself).(〃` 3′〃)
WARNING: Yandere behaviour, possessive and obsessive elements, manipulation, psychological and emotional abuse, forced relationship.
Sentinel Prime is definitely a manipulative, possessive yandere that is not afraid to punish his Conjux with psychological or emotional punishment types.
You were older than both Orion Pax and D-16, a miner too - a hard working one who was always kind and tried to remain positive to everything, even when the guards were kind of jerks and your teammates got hurt while working.
Sentinel met you one day he went down to the mines to just say empty words and promises that fooled enough his blind admirers to keep up working hard. The moment his optics met yours among the other miners... he felt like his spark vibrated.
Uh, how strange - he was sure he was definitely disgusted by any bot, no matter if they were femme, mechs or none, that were a miner.
But here he is, thinking about you and talking Airachnid's audials off about you.
Maybe now he understood what Megatronus said about feeling his spark sing whenever Solus Prime was by his side.
Sentinel Prime started to look after you, visiting you down in the mines and trying to woo you. And while you were quite flattered... something in your spark knew something was wrong. You didn't knew exactly what it was wrong - but everything pointed at Sentinel, one way or another.
You tried to be polite and paint an imaginary limit line between you and the false Prime - but Sentinel knew what you were doing. And he wasn't gonna have it.
"Hehe... oh, sweetspark - it's so funny how you think you can just reject my advances! You should be grateful I have my optics on you, dear! But... Oh, well, I wished we had an organic 'fall-in-love' story to later tell our sparklings! But you left me with no options."
You were... confused. And scared. But before you could even step back, you felt a painful kick in the back of your helm, soon everything going dark.
When your optics onlined, you were met with a... new faceplate.
"Oh, thanks Primus! My love, are you okay?" The unknown mech asks as he gently craddles your faceplate with his servos.
"Where... where am I? What...?" You start to ask, blinking a few times before tilting your helm, staring with curiosity at the mech. "Who are you?"
The mech seems to smile a little bit more to then change his expression one to sadness. "Oh, my sweetspark - you don't remember me?"
The mech - Sentinel Prime - gently held your servo as both of you walked among the big, luxurious hallways of his home, explaining to you how you both were soon to be Conjuxes, him being a Prime and you were part of the guards. While on a mission against the Quintessons, you got hurt and your T-cog got taken, you nearly died! But your beloved soon to be Conjux saved you!
You just... accept it. I mean, you didn't remember anything (but something felt like missing inside of your system). But you didn't mind, you felt safe and loved in Sentinel's hold.
If Sentine Prime was not around because of needing to attend important Prime business, Airachnid is always with you - and she became a sort of... guardian. One who always followed you and kept Sentinel updated about you.
Sentinel blatantly manipulates you whenever you show any type of doubt or consideration on what he says or does. "My sweetspark, please... I nearly lost you one time. And I felt like my spark was going to die. I cannot lose you again, please. I love you so much."
It always works - after all, you don't know exactly who you were once are. Sentinel Prime is everything you have.
"Withtout me - you are nothing."
A few days after having woken up from your forced induced stasis mode, both of you became the Conjux Endura of each other, everyone on Iacon saw the event and celebrated. Sentinel Prime held you closely, snuzzling his helm softly against the top of yours, keeping one arm wrapped your behind and his free servo holding yours.
And you smile, preciously painted and adorned. But... something still, deep inside of your spark, knows something is wrong. But whenever you see at Sentinel's smile, you can't help but smile back and ignore that uncertain sensation.
After all - You've always been meant to be Sentinel Prime's conjux.
Everything is okay.
(ノ*ФωФ)ノ Vhaos out!
a cat and a lowercase cat
Me, still waiting for Grimmjow and Nelliel to appear in the anime
They look like they were sisters 😭😭💞
I am really bad at writing but I want to make an AU just for them if you like this please tell me maybe I can do smt
so I've been getting back into Bleach is the thing...
hiii !! since your requests are open, could you write something about dad Grimmjow ?? Be it fic, drabble or hcs I don't mind :3 ty btw if u end up taking this rq up
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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✦𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃: Dad!Grimmjow;
✦𝐓𝐖: None, just soft Grimmjow.
✦𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: Adorable request that i never anticipated because i thought that nobody would ask for HCs like this with a character like Grimm. Also pardon for my rusty writing because it's been too long since i wrote anything.
✦𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍: 27 October 2023
✦𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: (◍•ᴗ•◍)
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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Grimmjow never anticipated his life to turn out this way, after all it felt like he truly didn't deserve something like this. Not only that but he never saw himself as someone who would have a kid.
But there he is, sitting on the stairs of your shared place as he watches the two twins run around the garden while laughing, playing tag.
His heart would swell with pride every time he would look at the two, proud that he had a family he never expected to have.
It was a normal occurrence for you two to sit at the porch of the house while the kids played around, occasionally dragging you both into their games. But even if it was a normal occurrence by now, he would still stare in awe while leaning his head on your shoulder and gently holding your hand.
He would deny that he was going soft if you called him out for it, a furrow of his brows and a scoff present as he looked away and straightened his back out. But even if his gaze would be cold he was still holding onto you, carefully running his thumb over your knuckles.
Sometimes you would catch him sleeping on the futon or the couch with his two kids cuddled up to him.
He'd teach them how to fight, often sneaking out with the duo to give them some practice since you always scolded him for it.
But even if he did that he would never let harm come upon his family, ever.
As the time went by he would often look at his kids and wonder, how did the time go by so quickly? They were two bundles of joy that you brought to this world for him, allowing him to take the chance of living a more peaceful life alongside you.
He would be forever thankful for that.
i just think that them <3
my precious boys 🥹
(rewatching a s4 and crying)