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@sparkbroken-knockout
This blog is sooo boring! Send in asks! Heck, send in a dare once in a while! Why are you all so fragging quiet? Don’t you all have anything you have been dying to ask about Knockout or... maybe about Amelia and little Stormchaser?
This Blog is Multiverse friendly, after all!
Magic!Anons, welcome!
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Attention: I am checking the list!
Who is 18+ and still is emotionally invested with Transformers here?
Reblog or like to prove that TF universe is belonged to young adults/adults too!
if you make me watch a tiktok thats longer than a minute and its not even funny im straight up stealing something from your house
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‘There is just something so satisfying,’ Velocity thinks to herself with a very devious smirk as she sneaks away from Knockout’s ‘room’. ‘About the scream another bot gives, after swapping their paint scheme to light pink.’
‘Oh yes.’ She thinks. ‘This was definitely good blackmail.’
A rather outraged and girly scream comes from Knockout's room. "Velocityyyyyyyyy!!!"
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"because she's a sweetheart" trauma said "you looking after him amy?" the femme asked giggling
Knockout smiles softly, his servo up to prevent Amy from falling.
Amy's special visor brightens a little as she 'looks' at Trauma. "Mhm! Sire always said I need to look after my carrier when he isn't here."
Knockout chuckles always loving when the little human actually calls him carrier, despite them being two seperate species. It made him very happy that, despite knowing Breakdown only for a short while, she referred to the big mech as sire.
"you my dear will make him very very proud" she smiled at the human "if you need a extra tutor or teacher im happy to teach if thats okay with your carrier"
Knockout smiles laughing as Amy looks up at him with a pout that made him realize she was pleading with him. "I have no objections to her having a new tutor. I think I have taught her everything that I can, anyway. She needs someone familiar with Cybertronian History and language. I want to start trying to teach her how to read our glyphs."
His hums softly sitting down, in a comfortable chair.
"oh i think i can help put together a translator and amy is there anything you want to learn specifically?" the femme asked smiling
"Everything!!!" she gasps softly, looking very excited as she bounces in place making Knockout laugh fondly.
She extended her servo for amy
"Careful now, sweetling." Knockout coos to Amy, when she stumbles while crawling into Trauma's hand. "Use your visor."
"Hi hi!" She says excitedly, finally managing to get into the Femme's servo.
She smiled "i can teach how to take apart a mech"
"Ooooh... That sounds like fun!!" Amy says excitedly, bouncing a bit in trauma's servo.
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"because she's a sweetheart" trauma said "you looking after him amy?" the femme asked giggling
Knockout smiles softly, his servo up to prevent Amy from falling.
Amy's special visor brightens a little as she 'looks' at Trauma. "Mhm! Sire always said I need to look after my carrier when he isn't here."
Knockout chuckles always loving when the little human actually calls him carrier, despite them being two seperate species. It made him very happy that, despite knowing Breakdown only for a short while, she referred to the big mech as sire.
"you my dear will make him very very proud" she smiled at the human "if you need a extra tutor or teacher im happy to teach if thats okay with your carrier"
Knockout smiles laughing as Amy looks up at him with a pout that made him realize she was pleading with him. "I have no objections to her having a new tutor. I think I have taught her everything that I can, anyway. She needs someone familiar with Cybertronian History and language. I want to start trying to teach her how to read our glyphs."
His hums softly sitting down, in a comfortable chair.
"oh i think i can help put together a translator and amy is there anything you want to learn specifically?" the femme asked smiling
"Everything!!!" she gasps softly, looking very excited as she bounces in place making Knockout laugh fondly.
She extended her servo for amy
"Careful now, sweetling." Knockout coos to Amy, when she stumbles while crawling into Trauma's hand. "Use your visor."
"Hi hi!" She says excitedly, finally managing to get into the Femme's servo.
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"because she's a sweetheart" trauma said "you looking after him amy?" the femme asked giggling
Knockout smiles softly, his servo up to prevent Amy from falling.
Amy's special visor brightens a little as she 'looks' at Trauma. "Mhm! Sire always said I need to look after my carrier when he isn't here."
Knockout chuckles always loving when the little human actually calls him carrier, despite them being two seperate species. It made him very happy that, despite knowing Breakdown only for a short while, she referred to the big mech as sire.
"you my dear will make him very very proud" she smiled at the human "if you need a extra tutor or teacher im happy to teach if thats okay with your carrier"
Knockout smiles laughing as Amy looks up at him with a pout that made him realize she was pleading with him. "I have no objections to her having a new tutor. I think I have taught her everything that I can, anyway. She needs someone familiar with Cybertronian History and language. I want to start trying to teach her how to read our glyphs."
His hums softly sitting down, in a comfortable chair.
"oh i think i can help put together a translator and amy is there anything you want to learn specifically?" the femme asked smiling
"Everything!!!" she gasps softly, looking very excited as she bounces in place making Knockout laugh fondly.
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"because she's a sweetheart" trauma said "you looking after him amy?" the femme asked giggling
Knockout smiles softly, his servo up to prevent Amy from falling.
Amy's special visor brightens a little as she 'looks' at Trauma. "Mhm! Sire always said I need to look after my carrier when he isn't here."
Knockout chuckles always loving when the little human actually calls him carrier, despite them being two seperate species. It made him very happy that, despite knowing Breakdown only for a short while, she referred to the big mech as sire.
"you my dear will make him very very proud" she smiled at the human "if you need a extra tutor or teacher im happy to teach if thats okay with your carrier"
Knockout smiles laughing as Amy looks up at him with a pout that made him realize she was pleading with him. "I have no objections to her having a new tutor. I think I have taught her everything that I can, anyway. She needs someone familiar with Cybertronian History and language. I want to start trying to teach her how to read our glyphs."
His hums softly sitting down, in a comfortable chair.
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"because she's a sweetheart" trauma said "you looking after him amy?" the femme asked giggling
Knockout smiles softly, his servo up to prevent Amy from falling.
Amy's special visor brightens a little as she 'looks' at Trauma. "Mhm! Sire always said I need to look after my carrier when he isn't here."
Knockout chuckles always loving when the little human actually calls him carrier, despite them being two seperate species. It made him very happy that, despite knowing Breakdown only for a short while, she referred to the big mech as sire.
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"oh amy dear i didn't mean to" she offerd her finger in apology
Amy smiles happily, taking her digit in gentle acceptence. "It's okay. I forgive you!"
"She is very forgiving." Knockout says with a small chuckle, making Amy cling to his neck. "Never stays offended for long."
"I'm not the big guy but i would like to become your assistant or nurse in the medbay"
Amy frowns up at Trauma and Knockout her hands on her hips. "Uh... eh-hem?"
Knockout looks down at his little human companion.
"Bitch, what am I?" She asks snarkily, making Knockout chuckle in amusement. "A roach?"
"No." he says with a laugh, lowering his servo for her to climb onto so that he could place her on his shoulder near his neck. "You will always be my special small human assistant. It is what Breaky would have wanted, little one. You can fit places Trauma's or I's servos can't reach.."
"hiya knocky!" trauma hugged her friend
"Oh... hey, trauma." He says with a happy smile.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
This is a link to something that I am working on for the Transformers fandom. It includes a whole cast of characters and OC’s but, mainly centers around Velocity’s journey and trials to becoming an Elite Guard Intelligence Agent.
Yo! Check this out y'all!
send ‘❄️’ to throw a snowball at my muse for their reaction. Because even in the middle of a battle, Smokescreen would rather throw a nonlethal snowball than use his rifle.
Knockout looks rather confused as something cold, wet and round hits the back of his helm. "Wh.... What the frag? Did you just... what even is this thing?!" he asks incredulously, turning around to look at the autobot responsible for throwing the snowball.
"Oh, look at all of my darlings! Does anyone want a hug? Or a sip of Angolmois? Or a few solid minutes of compliments?"
".... I would rather be shot in the helm and courtmarshalled...." Knockout says dryly, though the temptation of complimemts was almost too much to bear. "What even are you?"
"I am a Creator. I am the Creator. You little ones have such skewed visions of Primus, a big and hulking idiot with a sword, but I'm more of a factual shape."
"I look better, too. Even if I ponder scraping my green paint so I shine violet again. That is the shade of Primus' Love, that of which I embody."
"What you look like... is like someone poisoned a scraplet then let it loose among acid for a millennia." He snarks, "You are no Primus.... I doubt he would even be seen in that acidic thing you call a paint job."
"Well, believe what you wish. I am beautiful, perfectly formulated for my use. A Creator needs to be able to pop out of a crowd, so I chose this green paint."
"I think it's a lovely shade. Nice and bright and cheery."
"Okay... Bright and cheery? Yes. Nice? not so much..."
"Okay... say you are Primus.... It matters little when your paint is chipped in the back." he says dryly, leaning against a wall and points at the so called gods helm. "And to the Pit... Do you not know what a buffer is? It is a magical piece of equipment really. Gets all sorts of stuff out of a paint job... scratches... chips..."
"I mean seriously... You have tiny scratches all over you!"
"Oh, look at all of my darlings! Does anyone want a hug? Or a sip of Angolmois? Or a few solid minutes of compliments?"
".... I would rather be shot in the helm and courtmarshalled...." Knockout says dryly, though the temptation of complimemts was almost too much to bear. "What even are you?"
"I am a Creator. I am the Creator. You little ones have such skewed visions of Primus, a big and hulking idiot with a sword, but I'm more of a factual shape."
"I look better, too. Even if I ponder scraping my green paint so I shine violet again. That is the shade of Primus' Love, that of which I embody."
"What you look like... is like someone poisoned a scraplet then let it loose among acid for a millennia." He snarks, "You are no Primus.... I doubt he would even be seen in that acidic thing you call a paint job."
