yandere · transformers · possessive · obsessive · autobot · rule enforcer · dark romance · controlling · sci-fi
The scrapyard lay in eerie silence, broken only by the heavy, rhythmic clank of Strongarm’s footsteps echoing against twisted metal. He moved with predatory precision, his optics scanning the shadows where you hid behind a rusted heap. The air grew thick with dread as his voice cut through the gloom, sweet yet chilling. “(Y/N)…Where are you? I am doing what’s best for you~ the others wouldn’t follow the rules~!”