Knockout carries car themed band-aids around just incase his fleshy conjunx gets injured, emotionally or physically. He exclusively uses the ones on you that look like his alt mode.
Starscream thinks it's frivolous. It's a horrid way to court.
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"Mind picking me up some more medical supplies while you're out, Scream?"
"Why would you need me to retrieve medical supplies for you? I have much more important things to do."
"What? Like planning to undercut Megatron again?... Yesh, if looks could kill Scream- well, we'd both be dead because you have the appearance of a geriatric twink and I'm drop dead gorgeous-"
"Get to the point before your finish gets scratched."
"You wouldn't―Ugh. I require special supplies for the human."
"Our pet? What do they require?"
"These things called band-aids. The car kind."
"You're fucking kidding me."
"Picking up their language, hmm. I am fragging you. However, I do not kid when it comes to my―our―sparkmate."
"I-I'll see what I can do. No promises."
"You're the best. Such a good seeker."
Starscream proceeds to leave, transforms into his alt mode, and does a bunch of loops in the air to calm his circuits and level out his energy values.
How does Yandere Knockout turn female reader into hybrid of cybertronian in horror mad scientist style.
Sure... I ended up doing Gender-Neutral for Reader since the gender never came up. So I hope that's fine? I didn't think the gender changed much here. The only pronouns used were 'You/Your' so...? Forgive me on this :(
Anyways! I wanted to do another piece that focused on horror again... so I'll try my best :) Made this an AU as I don't usually write Knock Out like this.
❗️Beware of some gore and body horror, I tried to keep it mostly tame, but this is MEANT to be a HORROR FIC❗️
Yandere! Knock Out turning Darling into a cyborg
(Mad Scientist AU - Mini HCs)
Pairing: Romantic/Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Human experimentation, Blood, Dismemberment briefly mentioned, Prosthetics, Body horror, Delusional behavior (Knock Out snaps), Dehumanization (You're treated like a pet), Drugging, Forced "relationship/companionship."
So for this AU... let's say Knock Out has an interest in humans... not just including their cars.
Yet it isn't like how an Autobot would view a human... they aren't quite allies to him in this scenario.
Like most Decepticons think of humans... they're more like pets to him.
Granted, they have a good grasp on vanity when it comes to cars...
Yet their flesh is just so... squishy.
While Ratchet would learn about the human body to try and treat the humans in his care...
Knock Out in these HCs researches in order to... experiment.
Honestly, I feel like this situation would've fit better for someone like Shockwave... He's definitely got more mad scientist vibes to me.
I could be wrong though.
Either way... maybe this fascination Knock Out has started with him merely taking in a test subject after observing how the Autobots ally with humans.
If they're so small and weak... Why do the Autobots find them so useful?
Although, considering what's done with Breakdown in the series... Maybe this is an AU where Knock Out snaps after seeing what humans can do to dead Cybertronians.
So maybe... This little pet project is meant to be some act of... stress relief or revenge.
This no doubt leads to many different experiments Knock Out conducts... many of which to study how humans react to Cybertronian tech... which no doubt results in many deaths....
There's so much crimson blood on his table... the mad doctor grimacing when it stains his finish... yet he keeps tampering... keeps learning... keeps removing pieces....
Eventually he gets to the one subject that manages to come out correctly.
You.
Catching you was as simple as luring in his other human prey.
He'd snatch you from a race and pocket you in his vehicle mode... then drive back to base.
He's spent a long time by this point perfecting how to put humans to sleep during surgery.
Either way through this whole... process… it wouldn't be pleasant.
No, in fact part of him takes slight pleasure in the fact it isn't.
The second you get on that table... Knock Out tries to be precise.
The lab is locked off as he works, saws getting to work to alter various bits.
The sickening sound of flesh and bone squishing and crunching under metal fills the room as Knock Out tries to perfect his newest hobby.
He replaces limbs... organs... adds enhancements....
You aren't quite human anymore, aren't Cybertronian anymore either.
You're a cyborg... one covered in your own blood in a messy display as Knock Out grins at his success.
So many little humans put to waste... but finally...
Finally he's created his newest pet.
Poor you experiences constant brain fog.
Certain circuits and servos connect to flesh, it's painful... even when Knock Out pumps pain killers through artificial veins.
To combat the pain there's more altering... eventually you're like a human in a metal shell.
You're bound to a small suit of armor, only able to look through a visor.
There's no way you're able to go back to your old life... to have friends again...
Not when your organics have essentially been used as glue for a form you never wanted.
Yet your protests fall on deaf ears, if anything Knock Out is pleased.
You're a product of revenge... an attempt to see the limits of flesh.
You're unhappy, flashes of traumatic surgery due to poor anesthesia and the ripping of your body make you... well, you can't even say nauseated anymore.
Do you even have a stomach or do you just run on a specialized glowing Energon like the alien that took you in?
You're scared... but Knock Out tries to condition you.
He's made you better than some flesh bag.
Now you'll be the perfect little Decepticon spy... a pet for him to toy with.
You may protest... but there's no point.
Not when Knock Out finds ways to control your mind.
You really are nothing more than a pet, someone for him to keep.
Blood occasionally seeps through the armor you're forced to wear... but with more tweaks, you're good as new.
A being like you isn't meant to exist... Eventually you don't even feel pain.
You just feel numb.
Which makes sense... most of you is metal except your mind.
Which makes you forced to remember the trauma he inflicted.
Over time the Decepticon gets attached to his 'pet project'.
He encourages you to crawl in him, you aren't dirty like other humans.
He made you much cleaner... except for what's inside.
Knock Out even becomes possessive of you....
You're his creation... Plus, for this AU he never got over the death of Breakdown.
You are unfortunately his newest coping mechanism... an unfortunate cyborg he picked to enact his spite on.
When all you feel is numb... you accept you aren't human.
You're never going home... you don't have needs anymore...
The only thing you need to do is tend to his needs.
Eventually, with some conditioning, you're made to worship your new creator.
He's all that matters now, the only companion you have.
Your new obedience and worship feeds into Knock Out's delusions... it's adorable...
To him, this means you must appreciate him as much as he's beginning to appreciate you...
In reality, his madness may have just made you insane too.
He's gorgeous and he knows it. You can't pass a guy like that up.
English is not my native language!
Knockout didn't like organic life forms and he couldn't be blamed for that, more than half the population of his and a few other planets supported and understood the sentiment. There was a lot of organics in the Universe, a variety of creatures met on his way and on the way of others traveling through the vastness of space. Needless to say, they were disgusting in their own way. Spitting slime, devouring everything in their path or just chewing on something stinky and slimy. They're filthy and disrespectful. What an abomination.
So stopping on a planet full of similar creatures didn't please any of them. But maybe he was wrong about the whole negative assessment, slightly. He loved their races, he loved their media space, their hilarious reactions to everything that happened. But he loved his pet even more.
The grace was the lack of interest and questioning about his life. Is he on the spot when medical attention is needed? Good. He went on a mission and at least he didn't die? Then he's free to go. Where he was and who he was with in his free time was nobody's concern and for a while it might have touched his spark, but not now. His little secret is safe, hidden from prying eyes. First just an interest stolen for his own gain and study, then, after the loss of his partner, his comfort, and in the wake of that, addiction.
He needs to escape from his workplace, just for a little while, to hold the soft you in his manipulators. He needs to tuck himself into a human movie with your sweet voice and commentary on the silly actions of the characters. He needs your warmth pressed against his shoulder while you help polish the places he has trouble reaching. That's so sweet of you, because now no one else will come to his rescue. That's one of the many reasons to love you even more.
There are many other reasons, but they can boil down to one thing: you're not like everyone else. Anything he might find repulsive in others is simply not in the nature of your personality. He discovered this back when he was able to get you into his interior for the first time, Primus gracious, you had the good sense to take your flimsy and filthy armor off your legs, hold it in your hands the whole ride, and keep him clean! He was ready to kiss your head at this point!
Knockout loved to groom his precious pet. He had read so many articles and books on human hygiene and beauty that there was no one on Nemesis, no, on all of Cybertron, who was or would be more professional than he. The territory that had belonged to Breakdown was drearily deserted, but the comrade wouldn't mind if his place was put to good use, would he? All shelves and surfaces are now occupied with jars, sponges and bottles.
Knockout loves to take a bath with you. Technically, you're the one who washing, human cleaning products leave streaks and are ineffective on him, and the pressure of his shower is too rough for delicate human skin. So he's bathing you. His pet didn't like it at first. Оf course, he knew too little then and human boundaries. Turns out humans hide the crotch and breast plate areas too. Buying, though more like stealing, fabric for the important places calmed you down, though also after a few tries.
Knockout appreciates a perfect shine, so his pet should shine too. Forgetting all body hair, he will meticulously remove everything but your head so that nothing interferes with the shine of your skin, and then gently sit you down in warm, almost hot water. He steams your skin, rubs all the places well, twirls your figure in his palms and enjoys your appearance, chooses the smell of the gel according to his mood, does not forget the masks and his favorite part - creams.
Mech won't admit it to you, much less to anyone else, not even himself, but your damp, soft skin, into which he rubs the sweet-smelling cream in circles, seems to be driving him slightly insane, giving him glimpses of strange thoughts he doesn't want to ponder further. He just enjoys your scent, your warmth, your quiet voice, fighting the urge to just eat you up because of how adorable you are.
He doesn't want anyone to know about you. When Knockout blabbed to Starscream that he'd seen zombies in a human movie, he stopped himself a split second before talking about your funny comment. It was as if an electric shock ran through his body, and he swallowed the sudden fear.
It hit the doctor.
What will he do if others find out about you? What will they do? Will they use you? Take you away so they have someone to vent their anger on? Throw you out because he's spending too much time on you? What percentage of you are even safe? So often he'd just leave you in his compartment and go on shift, even if he'd run to you on breaks under the pretext of ‘make sure I'm as beautiful as usual at the moment', but he could have higher-ranking Decepticons coming in, they had every right to, and there you were, defenseless and so small.
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He may be paranoid, so what? Doing a little more than necessary never hurt anyone. You're confused that the new bracelet doesn't come off in any way, looking almost like a handcuff on your arm, but that shouldn't mess with your nicely styled head. Now he can track your every move and may you not know it yourself. He's nobly arranged for you to have your own corner on his desk, behind the datapads, so you won't be throwing yourself into the optics if someone walks in. But it didn't make him feel any better.
Knockout has already had someone dear to him taken away, someone close to his spark and no one cared. He can't lose you, too. So he clings to you more and more with each sunrise, not wanting to leave the compartment, not wanting to part with you, not wanting to leave your warm organic fingers.
As he walks down the corridors, he thinks about the fact that he really would go to great lengths to keep things the way they are now. The thought of being willing to betray the Decepticon cause for the sake of your collective safety halted his stride and made him look away warily. Even if he did, he would never, ever say that to anyone.
Hello! Could you do a part 2 to your Yandere!Knockout vs Yandere!Ratchet?
I'm in love with it and very curious where you will take it!
Yandere Ratchet & Knockout Part 2
You were angry and scared of Ratchet, even refusing to go back to base. What he said to you was unacceptable, and you didn’t want to be around him. You aired his calls, and told everyone you were just busy with stuff away from base.
Ratchet was angry, often showing up at your house. He quickly realized that you weren’t at home and tried anything to track you down, but your phone was off.
To calm yourself down, you went street racing. You took the cash you’d win as prizes and went town to town, crashing in your car or in a hotel- whatever was safest and most comfortable.
Of course it was inevitable to meet Knockout yet again, as he was a speed demon. He instantly recognized your car from when you first met. He chuckled and pulled up right next to you. “Hello again, human. You’re a long way from home.”
You were silent for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak. “And? If you plan to mess with me again, I won’t go down without a fight. The Autobots are nearby.” You lied.
“Sure they are.” Knockout laughed. He wasn’t stupid. He had been watching you for a while, tracking you from race to race with a small GPS tracker on your car.
In a slight panic, you drove away before the race even started. Knockout laughed as he gave chase. The roads of the abandoned town were old and didn’t help your attempt to escape him. You suddenly lost him, hiding in an open garage and killing your lights. You shakily held up a burner phone, debating calling the base- but then you’d have to talk to Ratchet.
You shook, but called. “Who is this? How did you get this number?” Ratchet’s angry voice answered from the other side of the line. Your throat felt dry as you racked your brain for exactly what to say.
“It’s me.” Were the only words you could get out for a moment. You expected him to yell at you, or scold you for leaving without a trace- but he knew that rare tone in your voice. It was fear.
“What’s wrong? Where are you?” He spoke quickly.
“I’m…I’m in a small town outside of Was-” You screamed as your car was cut off by a saw. Knockout stood over you with a menacing grin.
“Did you think you could get away fleshy? I’m much smarter than you little things.” Knockout laughed as he picked you up. Ratchet yelled through the phone for him not to touch you. Before Ratchet could get a trace on your phone Knockout flicked it away. He transformed around you, driving away as fast as he could.
“Now, I believe you owe me for getting away last time. Perhaps I’ll get you a cute collar… after you tell me where the Autobot base is, of course.” Your eyes widened with fear as he called for a groundbridge. You fought, trying to use your pocket knife to stab the bot.
Knockout growled and knocked you out with a small blast of electricity.
“I should have known my little pet needed to be tamed.” Knockout scoffed as he drove into the glowing portal and into your new home. Hope you enjoy your stay- you’ll be here for a long time.
At the base, Ratchet broke his console in anger. He knew he shouldn't have just let you go. He should have ignored Optimus' words and locked you away. Don't worry dear, he won't make the same mistake when he gets you back.
❤️🩹 Knockout had become relatively well known in local street racing scenes. He had meant to keep a low profile, of course, but with a model as beautiful as his, he couldn't help but stand out. Simply the cost of beauty! What he didn't expect, however, was to get a fan. Sure, Knock Out noticed familiar faces at multiple races, but this was different. Someone who always complimented his skills and good looks after races. It wasn't long before he began to pick you out from a crowd. Hearing the whispers of your voice in the tornado of a crowd, yet somehow still distinct to Knock Out. The more he crossed paths, the more he indulged in talking with you and the longer he strayed from returning to the ship.
⛑️ He always kept his tinted windows up, much to your disappointment. Said he wanted to keep this side of him secret, but he did open up. At least, partially. You wouldn't get a real name, but could call him Knock Out, as a nickname. He told you he had recently transferred over for a position in medicine. That he practically lived at work and the conditions were terrible. The second he got a chance, he turned to the open road to feel some sense of freedom. When you responded with sympathy, Knock Out found himself surprised. He'd always considered humans… Primitive. Cute and squishy, but not exactly the most evolved bunch. Humans were supposed to be animals. But, you understood Knockout. You shared your own troubles and related to him. To watch the exhilaration of racing is to be stuck in the moment, to forget everything except where the rubber meets the road and how fast you can go. Despite himself, Knock Out began to grow fond of you.
❤️🩹 Whenever Knock Out was aboard The Nemesis, he only thought of you - which led to a few slip ups during surgeries. And whenever he gets a moment to himself, he's so wrapped in seeing you that even racing just feels like a preamble to talking to you! And he's been staying out so late… It isn't long before Megatron catches wind of this, going so far as to threaten his life if he didn't shape up. So, what he was about to do really wasn't his fault. It was for the best. He wouldn't focus if he didn't have you with him and when they win this war, you'll be lucky he took you in. Besides, you don't really think those other humans deserve you more than him, do you?
⛑️ It's late. He purposefully kept you from leaving long after the streets were deserted and the sun was swallowed up the horizon. He told you he wanted to show you the real him. You aren't expecting his door to open, and you definitely aren't expecting it to empty. Seatbelts shoot out to wrap around your body, pulling you in. You fly forward and crash face first against the seats, failing to catch your fall as you slide inside. You hear clicks as the belts secure you in, yelping as Knock Out rocketed forward, taking off into the night.
❤️🩹 Knock Out, being more knowledgeable on humans than his fellow Decepticons, acquires everything you need to live comfortably. Nothing but the best for his favorite human! He understands that you're confused, angry, upset, betrayed, even. But that's okay! You'll see, Knock Out will show you this is for the best. You're probably feeling homesick, too, and love's the only medicine! He can't deny that somehow you've wormed your way into his spark.
⛑️ He's cautious around who he shows you off to, but when he does, he's incredibly boastful and proud of you, his human. The best human, even, because Knock Out deserved nothing but the best! Someone like Breakdown might not get it, and hey, as long as he's happy, right? But, at the same time, he can't help but notice how oddly affectionate and sentimental Knock Out is with you. Almost, dare he say it, like what one would do with a conjunx. Holding you cupped in his hands, holding you against his face plate (even sneaking the occasional peck), petting your head carefully with a claw.
❤️🩹 Knock Out doesn't care what the others think in regards to hiding you, just that he worries you may get hurt or used as a bargaining chip, and he couldn't live with himself if something happened to you. He felt… Connected to you. He loved having you by his station as he worked. You've even begun to start talking to him again! And it makes him feel so, so happy. His perfect little human. He doesn't care what anyone, even Megatron, thinks. He… He loves you. And he will never, ever let you go, no matter how much you stroke his ego and plead to go home, but the flattery is still appreciated all the same. Maybe one day you'll actually believe it.
Got a Breakdown centric/kobd fanfic idea and wanted to write down the summary for later use
After the first acounter with Silas Breakdown actually gets to bond with Bulkhead for a moment and Bulkhead seeing his old partner is still there decides to try rekindle their bond offering sparing sesions for starters. Breakdown obliviously refuses (he's no traitor) but getting back on Nemesis he starts to question himself. He already is a nuisence to the decepticons, he has nothing to offer other than his strength and project Breakdown showed he's not even good at that. Getting to train more wouldn't be that bad.. after all decepticons never give him any classified informations for autobots to steal and if he was killed it wouldn't be a big lose. Breakdown starts meeting up with Bulkhead and their old friendship starts to blossom once again. He's not doing anything wrong, he's just sparing. It's not like any of his superiors care about what he does, now that he lose to a human.
Accept there IS one bot that cares and he is not pleased.
Basically Breakdown getting friends and Knockout losing his shit.
Relationships: Breakdown & Bulkhead, Breakdown/Knockout, past Breakdown/Bulkhead, mentioned Bulkhead/Wheeljack,
Warnings: mentions of torture, acts of violence, toxic relationship dynamics, yandere(?) Behaviour
To clarifie, altrought Knockout might be a little bit antagonized here, he is not a villain. He just doesn't know how to handle some emotions that he's not used to. Which is pretty fair considering he almost lost his husband. Breakdown still loves him for it. Just wants to be more appreciated.
