Where Danny is a vtuber with a Ghost/medium type of theme; He often talks about his ghost friend in his streams, but everyone who watches thought he was just doing an RP and assume he was really into the role play.

Someone from the DC (most likely one of the younger heroes from YJ) stumbles upon him and Phantom becomes their comfort streamer. They enjoy the occasional lore drops and what not. How Phantom gets oddly emotional if there are young/tragic ghost involve in horror games instead of being scared. Like he somehow understands them, but that can’t be the case… right?

Until one day they realize that maybe he wasn’t just doing an RP, and there was more to their favorite streamer than meets the eye.

[Illust] <- edit : The design

HE CAN RUN INTERFERENCE

spying on tarantulas and getting jazz to come over and distract prowl or take him away for ‘training’

initially jazz is kind of suspicious and weirded out by how intensely the constructicons watch him and track his movements and try and nudge him to do things until he realizes

they are trying to sneakily use him as a tool to get prowl to practice self care

and he’s just like

“guys. you could’ve just asked. i am MORE than willing to help out”

and suddenly the weirdo engineers no one likes are friends. FRIENDS with the whole mecha projects biggest celebrity, jazz, and anyone who is rude to them is pretty much shut down and iced out

OMG AHAHAJFFJ I LOVE IT

Constructicons before befriending Jazz: idk man Prowl seems to like this alien robot. I guess we could use him as a distraction

Constructicons immediately after befriending Jazz: I get what Prowl finds in him now. He's like if a warm sunlight was a person

Prowl: I heard Tarantulas is looking for me.

Hook: I HEARD Jazz making weird noises when he landed on his right knee today. I wonder if he's hiding any damage....

Prowl: .....you know I can find Tarantulas later I have something more important rn

*runs away*

Malleus thinks you’re cute like this.

With your nose red from sneezing into your napkins throughout the day.

“Stop laughing at me.”

He bit back the tug at his lips.

“I’m doing no such thing.”

“Yes, you are. I can see that sm-” your sneeze stopped you from completing your sentence.

Heh.

Adorable.

As if you read his mind, you sent him a glare.

It made you look like a skittish kitten.

Like the ones that followed Silver around as a child. Scared of his large form but always stuck close to the little one’s side, constantly eyeing him.

“Keep being smug and I’ll ask Lilia about those times you burned his hair.”

A pause.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

The banter continued into the night.

You tucked in your bed with a dragon guarding your bedside.