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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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@epistrix
i'm quitting so i don't upset anyone else anymore. i'm sorry. i truly didn't mean to do anything to hurt anyone, my intent was only to get something off of my chest. i'm sorry. blogs will remain up as an archive, might return to drift someday but this multimuse is being archived & abandoned.
Atom | Naoki Urasawa's PLUTO
pluto 05 - gesicht
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no one serves more cunt than brau-1589. you can't even compare to a robot impaled to a wall with a prison built around him. these screenshots don't even do him a shadow of justice.
added a few non-transformers but still robot muses over here while i'm on leave from work thanks to my stupid broken foot. most of them are tetsuwan atom muses because i've lost the plot of my life.
my knock out has a slight british accent & i'll fight any posers who take issue with this
Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter to Lou Salomé, featured in A Love Story In Letters
i'm leaving the tfp rpc. i have no interest in interacting with any aspect of this side of transformers on tumblr anymore. i am removing all tfp muses from my blogs except for knock out & breakdown, & i am putting my optimus on an indefinite hiatus. you may contact me on discord if you are interested in writing with him. if you are in this part of the rpc & you can still see this message, i am still interested in writing with you or your iterations of any prime muses ! i am cutting off the main part of that side of the rpc but not punishing the individual writers who have expressed continued interest in writing with drift.
More silly sketches and unserious art cause I finished more artworks from my “work list” and I needed to draw him(them) to rest ✨
They’re very precious to me
And solo Knockout stuff:
I draw him like it’s my 9 to 5
The Before Picture Maggie Smith
Brianna Wiest, from her book titled "The Pivot Year," originally published in January 2026
𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 : 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒.
bold what always applies. | italicize what sometimes applies. | strikethrough what never applies.
𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓. desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one night stand. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation. erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze. provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles. lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behavior. love poems. erotic art.
𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐘. indulgence in experiences. savoring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. can't get enough. fast food wrappers.
𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐘. motivation. competitive spirit. strategic planning. observational skills. bitter. rivalry contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.
𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃. resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource hoarding. get-rich-quick scheme. auction bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.
𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇. calmness. stress management. nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargy. apathy. inactivity. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadline. unkempt appearance. messy hair. pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.
𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄. confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogance. conceit. egotistical. self-importance. vanity. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.
𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇. assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignance. heated argument. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanor. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.
star follows the doctor as they head for the medbay, not surprised when he hears the door lock once they arrive in. the last thing either of them would want is for someone to unknowingly walk in mid-dance number. starscream especially.
he was pleased to see that the exam tables were cleared of any recently offlined mechs, feeling his nervous energy start to ease as he focuses his attention to the doctor.
"feel free to choose something. I am not picky when it comes to music, whether human or otherwise."
he knows just the song. it's terran, but he'd heard it while out racing a few nights ago & hasn't been able to quite put it down — it's a beat that resonates with his very spark, even if he may not understand what the lyrics mean. knock out's tires don't make a sound as he glides back over to the medbay's speaker controls, tapping the power button & connecting into it via his own private wireless connection so he can play anything in his own private music library. there's a bit of static coughed out of the speakers before he's navigated to his song of choice, then the drum line begins & he's turning back to fix starscream with a grin that's wide enough to show the rounded curves of his little fangs.
" dance with me ! "
he's taking starscream's servos & tugging him along to the beat, pedes effortlessly skimming the floor thanks to the elevation of his tires. it's disjointed, it's chaos, their frames don't line up, & he can feel that starscream is still a bit stiff — but to knock out? it's fun.
𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦, 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.
dance partner? starscream wasn't opposed to that, even if the dancing he was used to was in the air rather than on the ground. the offer was sweet, and so the commander takes the offered servo and rises to his heels. of course knock out was lonely... he didn't have his partner with him.
he never did take knock out for the type who enjoyed such things, though. "dancing... I would like that. I hope that I do not disappoint."
" i doubt that you could do that. "
knock out wills away the exhaustion that's starting to sink in, which is much easier now that he has a companion — he's always thrived under more attention than less, & loneliness is no fun. he doesn't love that starscream is bothered by something, even though he doesn't consider them to be the closest things in the world ; but the seeker has always seemed so self-assured ...
it's a strange mirror to look into.
knock out leads him to the medbay, which is empty at the moment. his most recent necropsy has been cleared away & the exam table tidied up, leaving the space clean & ready for whatever the butcher-surgeon has planned. he sets the door to be locked from the outside without the override that high command has, then begins humming quietly to himself as he glides back on the tires in his pedes.
" now then, musical taste? or shall i just choose something? "
