#and THEN THERE'S KOBD. do NOT get me started

[luxflora]

look you can't just ASK WHO THE MOST ATTRACTIVE TRANSFORMERS CHARACTER IS

[cutekittenlady]

New fun (and pretty violent) kobd concept hauntin me.

Its not really a plot but I was reminded of breakdown losing an eye in prime, and I saw some fanart at some point where the situation was reversed and it was KO who was captured by mech, killed, desecrated by Cylas, etc. And I started thinking about Knockout being the one to the lose an eye and it started developing into this whole concept.

So, theres a battle and knockout and breakdown get caught up in it (can probably be any continuity or an au or whatever you feel like) and theres this particularly brutal bot on the battlefield (again can be whomever you please). Poor knockout winds up on the receiving end of them and winds up losing an optic in the process.

Breakdown gets him out of there but knockout is understandably upset about the injury. Worse yet, not only does he not have access to an optic that matches his eye color, but he doesn't have access to new optics at all.

And this can be for any reason. LIke its the war, the supplies are low, nobody is creating replacement optics, etc etc.

This bums him out for obvious reasons, but it also effects his medical skills as he has to adjust to his loss of vision. So things are incredibly hard on him for awhile.

Anyway a lot of time passes, Breakdown is off on missions, and who should he start running into again? Why, the bot who destroyed knockouts optic thats who.

I have no exact idea of what happens in between, but after weeks/months of being apart/breakdown being on active duty/off doing something else, he returns and tells knockout he has a surprise for him.

Its not an exact color match, and will likely need adjusting to match knockouts other eye but its a replacement optic! Knockout is naturally overjoyed. Even if the color clashes, it will make things much easier for him. Naturally he asks breakdown where he got it and he just responds that he received as a form of repayment.

Naturally cut back to the bot who hurt knockout and they are very obviously missing one of their optics.

[mychlapci]

Ok this post got me (and no, I will not go anon for the unhinged shit im gonna say next) Im not into omo so I'm gonna sweep that part under the rug but like. KOBD absolutely have the most fucked up sex known to man- (and robot-) kind. Like. KO regularly does surgery on Breakdown and makes him WATCH him root around in his internals and mess with things. On one hand I feel like he would turn of BD's pain receptors so he's not in agony, on the other hand I think its funny if Breakdown is so TURNED ON by this that it completely overrides whatever pain he might be feeling.

KO like. Removes BD's valve/gestattion chamber (he keeps it attached to his frame via a few lines but thats about it) and makes BD fuck himself by having his DETACHED VALVE "ride" BD's (very errect) spike. Maybe KO will like. Fuck BD's internals. Hell I once read a fic where tarantulas fucks prowl in the eye socket and I can TOTALLY see KO doing that.

I can see KO, like, setting up humiliating scenarios for BD to end up in (such as putting a vibrator in his valve and making SURE BD overloads in front of bots) and the shame/humiliation makes BD overload again. Or make his tits slowly start filling with milk and not milking him until his boobs HURT from how full they are, b/c KO wants him to BEG to be milked in front of other bots (and he does. And he ends up being milked in front of a bunch of vehicons in the medbay, all of whom jerk off to it.)

BD is into it all the time, and he fucking LOVES KO being scary. Like this man does not feel fear, he gets off on it. And also pain. KO totally does CBT on him and BD loves it. Of course this has resulted in bots like Bulkhead roundhouse-kicking him in the crotch during a battle and BD fucking creaming his panels so hard his transfluid like. Gushes out of the seams. All because BD loves it when his husband steps on his dick for being a very bad bot. BD loves it when his small, sleek husband puts him (the big, bulky, strong hunk) in his place. Makes it clear that KO is the top dog in the relationship, not BD.

The aftercare is fucking amazing though. KO treats his subs well, and always makes sure that BD is in tip-top shape after plenty of cuddles and treats. And possibly painkillers.

yes yes yes to all of this. Breakdown should totally get off to being completely ruined and hurt and put in his place by his scary little wife... mhmm of course, Knockout always puts him back together afterwards, if he'd vivisected him, he'll carefully put Breakdown's insides back in, optimizing energon flow and tweaking some nuts and bolts even, after he'd fucked Breakdown's eyesocket he'll carefully clean it up with his dainty little claws, after spanking his titties and crushing his spike, he'll rub soothing gel all over the achy, bruised bits to make sure Breakdown's not too sore on the battlefield tomorrow, no matter how many times Breakdown says he likes being sore...

[thatturtleleon]

KOBD HCs Pt.2

pt.1 here !

alrighty I was nice last time with fluffy hcs, now for some angsty ones to start it off

after breakdown got his eye taken, he sometimes wakes up and forgets it's gone and panics for a few seconds when he can't see from that optic

he tries to play it off, acting like nothing happened, but knockout notices

KO isn't really sure what to do, he knows he can't take away what happened to breakdown

so he gently kisses his eyepatch, breakdown flinches a little at first but knows he's safe

when breakdown died, knockout assumed he went missing or was captured again (i think this is canon, its been a while since ive watched s1 so just bare with me lol), BD dying didn't even cross KO's mind

not until he finally saw what silas did

I believe that knockout stated the whole situation didn't bother him, simply because he was too numb to process it

he didn't do anything, there wasn't really anything to do. nothing would bring his conjunx back

(ill expand more on the angst in a separate post but that was a taste)

OK SOME LESS ANGSTY STUFF NOW

breakdown likes to carry knockout

breakdown works out specifically so he can carry knockout

he also likes to show off how strong he is, knockout does the same and shows off how fast he can go

knockout can yell and breakdown immediately knows if it's a "i'm in trouble" yell or a "MY FRAGGING PAINTJOB GOT SCRATCHED AGAIN" yell

speaking of which, they patch each other up after missions

KO took BD to a drive in movie theater once and they watched titanic

both cried

this next hc is based off of a post i saw! ill have to hunt for it again but ill link it here when i find it

for their honeymoon, knockout and breakdown went to the acid wastes so breakdown could drive as much as he wanted to without worrying abt getting burned by the sun (the area they're from, from what i read, has a sun that can burn bots if they don't get away from the light fast enough)

breakdown's the type of dude to (if he could) drink expired milk, shrug, then proceed to still drink it as knockout watches in horror

both of them treat vehicons like actual decent people, unlike the other higher ranking decepticons. because of this, KOBD is very well liked by them, especially breakdown

Note: ahhh these are so fun to make, i love them sm !! tagging @virovirokun-has-adhd and @b1ts-4nd-byt3s-1n-p4r4d1se

[annabelle-creart]

KINKTOBER DAY 3: POWER PLAY || GAGS

CW: Valvepluge. Oral. Sticky Interfacing

Ship: KOBD

Au: Aligned Continuity

Between kisses and quick vents, Breakdown was already surrounding Knock Out against the berth, Knock Out did the same with his legs, he received all the sucks and bites with fervor, while he moaned at the same rhythm, getting caressed and touched at all his sensible protoform, feeling enough excited to confuse it with an overload

"Break... ah, Breakdown" Knock Out said between vents, not for a single reason, but Breakdown slowed down his rhythm to see if Knock Out reacted to reply, and he did not reply, but used the moment to change his position to pass his servo under Breakdown, making him lost for a moment the track

"Do you want me to frag you already?" Breakdown chuckled, still on Knock Out´s neck

"I would like to but no" Knock Out said playfully, making his way out of Breakdown and changing positions with a swift shift "I want the entry first" Knock Out gave him quick kisses in the faceplate, the neck and then the chest, lowering enough for Break to understand what was Knock Out thinking about

Knock Out took the spike on his servos, between the sharp digits, caressed it with care, slow but steady from up and down, then up with a tiny circle on the end of it. Breakdown couldn´t evade not to let out a tiny moan, insignificant compared with Knock Out´s.

Knock Out was always slow, but never losing rhythm, which drove Breakdown crazy and was about to beg for more when suddenly, he felt something hot and wet moving from down and up. Breakdown let out a more deep moan, while Knock Out kept on his move, kissing and sucking the end of his spike like if it was Breakdown´s glossa, Knock Out started to make weird sound while sucking, saying "how good" and "I love it", like making fun of Break, and definitely worked, Breakdown´s moans became tiny chuckles and laugh. Knock Out started to lick faster, now introducing part of it on his mouth, slowly to tease Breakdown but fast to make him feel high, with the feeling and the moment, Breakdown couldn't evade to raise a bit his hips to Knock Out's mouth, making a clash between his spike and Knock Out's throat, Knock Out didn't got his throat out of Breakdown, but kept sucking deeper, like if he wanted to swallow it.

Breakdown arched his back in pleasure and again raised his hips like if clashing with a valve, Knock Out's mouth and throat were like a valve, he kept feeling the clash against his thoat with a passion that the low air and the gag reflex were just part of the show he was directing. Breakdown finally couldn't help but to almost shout his pleasure out, filling his own air with the smell of coolant and ozone "fraaaag..." Breakdown could almost say, while Knock Out with wet optics, let go his partner's member at all, giving it a last goodbye with a long lick from buttom to top, which made Breakdown had a little goosebump and let a gasp

"Now you're satisfied?" Breakdown said sarcastically, still venting deep, raising an elbow with a quirky smile

"No" Knock Out cleaned his mouth full of coolant "I'm just passing the first plate"

[bots-and-cons]

The tfp cons finding sparklings in an escape pod the sparkling look like boos and are very tiny enough for the humans to hold their entire bodies

I just did some HCs, since that seemed like the easier and better option. I did most of the cons but not all, since I didn’t feel like it. I don’t know what “boos” are, but it doesn’t really matter in this case, because they appearance of the sparklings doesn’t really come into play. This also ended up being slightly KOBD themed, but I hope you don’t mind

•Knockout and Breakdown were the ones who found the sparklings

•They weren’t particularly excited about the idea of five little ones wreaking havoc on the Nemesis, but they couldn’t just leave them there, the sparklings would die

•So Knockout picked up two of the sparklings and Breakdown grabbed the last three and the called for a groundbridge while looking at each other with very worried expressions

•When they got back to the Nemesis, Megatron wasn’t very thrilled about the sparklings, and he pretty much just told Knockout and Breakdown to do whatever they wanted

•”Throw them off the Nemesis for all I care” was pretty much what he thought, but he didn’t say it out loud

•Breakdown admittedly isn’t ecstatic about the whole thing, but he grows into it really quick and he actually ends up being very good with the sparklings

•Starscream was pretty much like “What in the name of Primus are these?!?!” when he stepped into the medbay, where Knockout was checking out the sparklings for injuries or anything like that

•Starscream does not like children/sparklings, he thinks they’re loud, annoying and need too much attention (hmm, who does this remind me of…)

•The word starts spreading around the Nemesis that there are now sparklings on board and a few the other decepticons come to check them out too

•Soundwave doesn’t have anything against sparklings, he just doesn’t think a warship is the best place for them

•He does end up eventually changing his mind, and becoming like a sort of uncle to them

•Dreadwing doesn’t really have an opinion one way or the other, but he does end up becoming a grumpy uncle to the sparklings and loving them dearly

•Breakdown and Knockout end up being the primary caretakers for the sparklings and Dreadwing and Soundwave are very much like their uncles

•Megatron and Starscream don’t really take any interest or part in anything, partly because they don’t want to get involved and partly because they don’t want to get attached either

•Knockout and Breakdown are pretty good at parenting, well as good as they can be in that situation

[noodleblade]

KOBD discovering a mistletoe

I wrote like 12 different versions of this but I went with the sappiest option possible. ALSO HOW DO PEOPLE WRITE TINY SUB 500 WORD THINGS??? ITS IMPOSSIBLE!!

It was always hard to look at anything but Knock Out. 

From his sleek, flashy frame to his cutting smile, Breakdown found it difficult to keep his eyes off his partner. Even now, as sharp claws tapped along his chest, glowing red optics dim in the dark medbay, his smile softer than he would ever allow anyone but Breakdown to see- he was perfection. Breakdown didn’t want to look away, even if he had to.

However.

In the corner of his visual field, he couldn’t help but notice a deep red object hanging above their helms…

“Doc,” Breakdown murmured low, his voice rumbling across his chassis, “what’s that?” Breakdown gestured with his helm, nodding his chin upward toward the leaves? plant? flower?

“Don’t worry about it, darling,” Knock Out whispered, never taking his optics off Breakdown as he traced a digit along the curve of his jaw.

Usually, that’d be enough for Breakdown. If Knock Out wasn’t concerned, then neither would he. After all, it was Knock Out’s medbay and despite his reluctance to do his job on occasion, his partner always kept a clean workspace. Still, it was…difficult for Breakdown to ignore it, especially when Knock Out tilted his chin upward to drag his lips along his throat cables. The pleasurable heat of his partner’s affection was only able to distract Breakdown for a few seconds.

“So, is it like a plant or somethin’?”

Knock Out let out an exasperated sigh against Breakdown’s intake, pressing his face there. 

“Yeah. Something like that.”

“Oh,” Breakdown nodded, leaning back as Knock Out started again, moving his lips to the hollow of his throat, his glossa coming out to trace the seam where his intake melded to his chest plate- “Why?”

“Breakdown,” Knock Out huffed, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze, “are you not enjoying the moment?”

“What? No! It’s great, you’re great,” Breakdown quickly reassured, pressing a kiss to Knock Out’s cheek. “I just…” his optics drifted back up to the organic plant…thing. Now that he was properly looking at it, he could see it wasn’t rooted into the wall like he’d seen the plants on Earth’s surface do. Instead, it was dangling by a short length of wire, lazily spinning right about their helms at the entry of the medbay. “...don’t get it.”

“There’s nothing to get,” Knock Out muttered but, curiously enough, a faint heat rolled across his partner’s plating. If Breakdown didn’t know Knock Out better, he’d assume it was nothing, but he could see the way the medic’s plating shifted in anxious little twitches and how his clawed digits flexed by his side. 

“Come on,” Breakdown said, speaking in the low, soft way he knew Knock Out was particularly fond of. “Spill. What’s the deal with it?”

Hesitancy crossed Knock Out’s field, tinged with a hint of reluctance and embarrassment. Breakdown reached to cup his partner’s helm, letting his thumb brush against the medic’s faceplates in a soft, gentle circle. 

“Its…an Earth tradition. I wanted to try it,” Knock Out finally said, his words slow and carefully picked as he looked anywhere but Breakdown’s face. “The fleshies hang them from doorways and whenever someone enters, you have to kiss them.”

Breakdown blinked, letting Knock Out’s words roll over him before he felt his optic ridges pinch together. “Why?”

“I don’t know why they do it!” Knock Out snapped defensively. Despite his words, the tone was more embarrassed than angry. Still, the speedster muttered a quiet, “Sorry” before ducking away. He attempted to move back but Breakdown circled his free arm around Knock Out’s waist, keeping his partner close. 

“Seems pointless,” Breakdown muttered, looking up at the plant. It was a pretty flower, though its red was nothing compared to Knock Out’s superior finish. “You can just ask me to kiss you.”

“That’s not the point,” Knock Out huffed, but he remained close to Breakdown, even leaning in to rest his head against Breakdown’s chest. “It’s supposed to be romantic.”

Breakdown snorted, taking the small swat Knock Out gave him as a consolation. “Sorry,” he said, unable to keep the smile out of his voice, “but humans are kind of dumb, tricking others for kisses.”

“Yeah,” Knock Out muttered, “it’s dumb.”

“Probably should move it,” Breakdown said. “What if someone else came in? Like ‘Screamer or even worse, Megatron. You’d have to kiss them.”

He didn’t even need to look down to know Knock Out was wrinkling his faceplates in distaste. 

“No thanks. I’ll just dump it down the waste disposal.”

Breakdown could…feel the disappointment in Knock Out’s field. Even if he didn’t quite understand the idea of a flower compelling people to kiss each other or why that was romantic, clearly Knock Out had liked it enough to try. 

“What if we hung it in our room?” Breakdown suggested. “That way I get to kiss you every time I come in.”

“You do that anyway,” Knock Out brushed off, but his field was warmer, a hint of a smile twitching at the corners of his lips. 

“Yeah, but you gotta do it too.” Never mind the fact that Knock Out also already did that. At least his words made Knock Out grin.

“I guess if I have to,” Knock Out teased, rocking up to his toes to press a kiss to Breakdown’s chin. “It’ll be just for us.”

Breakdown was more than happy to meet him the rest of the way, flower or not.

[mothleey]

Glad to hear you're liking tfp so far. Do you have any headcanons you'd like to share?

Hi! I'm sorry I didn't answer it's just that I wasn't doing very well emotionally these days but now I'm a little better. Thanks for the ask! It's the first time I share/create some headcanons, forgive me if they are not what you expected :'))

I don't think I'll write about all the characters in this post so, if anyone else finds this kind of entertaining, there could be a second part!

(I am just starting season three but will only consider the first few seasons for this)

Bulkhead

A big guy with a big heart.

He's actually really smart, caring, delicate and silly. 

Fights decepticons while listening to rock metal (in fact, Mikoo made a whole playlist of his favorite songs for him).

Smokescreen

He loves the phase shifter, not only for the advantage it gives him during battles, but also because he can use it to mess around and prank others (both humans and cybertronians). He would have a YT channel to upload videos of his victims' reactions while Jack is his cameraman (but Arcee doesn't have to know that) and Raf would sometimes help with video editing.

Starscream

He secretly enjoys watching human tv shows and relate to characters who are being betrayed -and also because he's a big drama lover- He would also look for ideas and murder schemes to take down Megatron. Sort of like "how to kill your boss without him finding out/killing you first in the process".

Knockout

He didn't actually finish med school, he just downloaded an online certificate and got on with it.

Knockout & Breakdown

I don't think Breakdown spent a lot of time finding an alt mode, in fact he didn't even bother or thought too much about it. Knockout, on the other side, took a while to decide because he had a very specific idea of what his alt mode should be like.

Since they were already on Earth as well, I imagine they had a whole life before being part of the Nemesis, where they just enjoyed and took care of each other while traveling the world. And somewhere, there is a whole folder of photos of them goofing around at every stop and of the things that interested them during their road trip.

(KOBD could have had a really good dynamic and they deserved better, period).

Optimus

Has a kind soul.

He just sits in his truck mode and observes the details of humans and earth and also reflects on how things are going. But sometimes he can get a little sentimental because some things remind him of how Cybertron used to be before the war.

His role as leader and source of wisdom makes him seem very sure of what he is doing, but deep down he is as lost and scared as the others. And he is tired of having to decide and guide everyone while carrying the burden of trying to save two worlds. This makes him be hard on himself, repressing his true feelings to not affect the others.

Arcee

After all she has been through and all the pain she carries inside, even though she tries to keep distance from others, she can't deny the fact that she cares about them. She cares too much and too deeply for others, and would do anything to keep them safe.

[stickytrigger69]

hello! saw that you wrote for yandere stuff and couldn’t resist asking. may i request starscream or kobd wanting to keep a gn human all to themself, monitoring them, holding them, maybe even keeping the human on a leash in a petplay sorta way? headcanons would be okay, if you don’t want to write a full fic.

TFP Starscream x GN Human Reader

TFP KOBD x GN Human Reader

Reader is gn, they/them pronouns

SFW

Yandere behaviors are mild

Hope it makes sense and you like it lol

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Starscream

When he first saw you, he didn't know what it was, but something made him want you. He isn't a huge fan of humanity, but for some reason, you caught his eye. He wants, no, needs you. It's taken weeks of watching and planning. But he finally has you. You're so small and cute. Knockout had seen you and tried asking you some questions, but Starscream immediately snatched you up and held you to his chest.

"They are mine. Go find your own." He grumbles before walking away with you in hand, leaving a very confused Knockout in the lab."You're mine, no one else's." He says to you as he walks to his hab. He keeps you close to him the whole time. When he finally gets into his hab, he puts you down on his berth and locks the door. When he looks at you, you bow your head down.

"Didn't I tell you to keep out of sight?" He scolds.

"Yes." Is all you can muster up.

"Then why do you refuse to obey me?" He feigns hurt, making you feel guilty.

"I just-"

"You nothing, you're mine. You're my little pet. You're not here for anyone else. I didn't want to have to start taking privileges away from you, but because you don't seem to want to listen, I must." He says as he digs through his subspace. "You will wear this at all times. And you will stay with me at all times as well. Do you understand?" He holds up a collar and a long rope intended as a leash. You nod as he hands it to you. "Good, now put it on so I may take you outside." You nod again and slip it around your neck. Tightening it so it stays in place.

When it's on and he's satisfied, he smiles at you softly. "You look so cute, my little one." He picks you up gently and places you on his shoulder. The long rope reaches all the way down so he can hold it in hand. You hold on as tightly as you can as he walks, occasionally slipping down the side just a little. "Are you hungry, little one?" He asks softly.

"A little." You say barely above a whisper. He smiles at you and reaches up to take you into his hand.

"Okay, we'll get you something." When he says that, he usually means he'll find a way to disable the security systems of a little gas station or a small store so you can go in and take something. While you do appreciate it, it doesn't feel right to just take it without paying for it. But he lets you. Or he takes it for you, just barging in and taking whatever he can get his hands on. He's good and nice when he wants to be. His angry times are scary. He just explodes, not directly at you but around you, and it's scary.

He does apologize when he scares you. He cuddles and holds you after and says sorry about a thousand times. He doesn't like letting you out of his sight. And if he can't see you, he at least wants to feel you, so he holds you in his hand or in his cockpit or on his shoulder. The first few times Megatron had been speaking to Starscream, you were hiding in his cockpit. Watching quietly through the glass as your master is scolded and belittled by the large mech. Starscream wanted to keep you hidden from Megatron for as long as he could. He was so careful that not even Soundwave had figured it out yet.

He was doing his best in the field and to make Megatron happy so he would have less of a reason to spy on him. Of course, all good things eventually come to an end. And it did. He was holding you in his hand while you tried on a new outfit he got you when the large grey bot burst through the door.

"I couldn't believe it when Soundwave told me, but now that I see it, I'm surprised at you, Starscream." He mocks the flier as he stands tall to glare down at you both. "Such a darling pet." He smirks evil, sharp teeth glaring at you making you shiver. This newfound fear of being taken away from Starscream makes you want to be with him. You start liking being with him.

You start loving him and expressing as much. You're his little teddy bear at night, a teddy bear with free will. You sometimes stay on his chest on your stomach, but your favorite spot he's noticed is on his neck. You like curling up or draping yourself across his neck like a scarf. He loves you so much that he would kill someone for you. He's often said as much to you. He truly loves you and panics at times when he thinks he's lost you. But you're always there to reassure him.

You're all he can think about nowadays. All he wants. You and you alone motivate him. His possessive nature and constant preening keep you healthy. When you're with him and someone gets too close, he gets territorial and starts warning others about their proximity to him. He even gets that way when you're napping in your shared hab, keeping others away from your hab, from the hall leading to it.

Knockout and Breakdown

Their anniversary is coming up, and Breakdown really wanted to get Knockout something special. But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find anything that caught his fancy. But then he saw a little human. Not just any human, though. This one is special. They remind him of his KO. Fashionable and they definitely hold themselves in high regard.

"Knockout! I have a surprise for you!" He waves to his red partner who has been waiting for him. They stand in a small clearing in the forrest, flowers here and there, tall green grass. "Now, I know you don't really like humans. That you think they're gross." He starts as he puts his hand in his subspace. Knockout watches him skeptically.

"Right. Where are you going with this?" He puts all his weight on one leg as he stands with a hand on his hip.

"Well, I know humans and other alien creatures like to keep all kinds of weird pets like bugs and stuff. So I got you one." He pulls you out of his chest and holds you outwards. For a couple of seconds, Knockout looks at you unimpressed.

"Oh, you got me a bug." When you looked at him with the same attitude, however, it was when he fell in love. Oh, you aren't going anywhere. And you haven't.

They've kept you close since. You're their sweet little pet. You were very resistant to them for a long time in the beginning, but after a while, you had warmed up to them. Knockout liked putting you in cute little outfits and got you a new collar every couple of weeks. Breakdown liked taking you on drives. He liked telling you about cybertron and asking you about yourself. The two bots have bonded with you so deeply that they don't like letting you out of sight. At first, it was a healthy relationship. They even let you have your own space.

But when everyone started noticing you and wanting to see you and talk to you, they became obsessive. Hiding you away from everyone else. You are always with one of them or both of them at the same time. If they have a mission to do, they never take you with them and hide you somewhere in their hab. Megatron can't use you against them; he has no reason to. Let alone with the way Breakdown and Knockout can easily ruin things with a little petty argument over a fleshling.

Knockout loves your little fashion shows. He often brings you new outfits or articles of clothing. And if it's not him, it's Breakdown bringing it. They had no reason to have a leash connected to your collar, but now they do, afraid someone will snatch you up and they won't be able to hold onto you or save you. Their fear and worry turn into anger. They get grumpy with you if you don't have your collar on or if you're asleep for too long.

They end up scaring you and then cuddling you after.

"We're your only ones." Knockout says in a whisper as you're sandwiched between their chests.

"We're your masters. You're our pet. Ours, no one else's." Breakdown says with a serious timbre to his voice as he rests his head on knockout's, eyes closed while he feels your warm, squishy body against his own metal one. They hold you like this all the time. "Keeping you safe," they say. If they don't get their full 5 hours of sandwich time a day, they get upset and grumps. Sometimes, they will accidentally yell at you and hurt your feelings but then turn around and apologize while telling you they love you.

They use a lot of manipulation tactics on you as often as they can. Unfortunately for you, it works. They keep you wrapped around their fingers, literally and figuratively. You're their sweetheart, and they can't ever let you go.

[minorisato]

i want to play, i don't want to go home

transformers / kobd / wc: 452 / warnings: NSFT / notes: written for kinktober day 3, "risky places!" the continuity is the same as this fic i wrote :> / consider commissioning me!

"We're so fucked," Breakdown whispers, biting at his servos. His back is pressed to the wall of an old oil house. The rest of his gestalt is still inside- most likely, they didn't even notice that he left. He checks his comms, but no, nothing. Still, that didn't quell his anxiety, as even if his gestalt didn't spot them, any number of mechs passing by could.

"Don't be so nervous," Knockout coos, squatting down in front of the blue and burgundy mech, stroking his spike to full pressurization. Breakdown whines, moving his servos to cover his intake, as if that would really help. "You're doing perfectly fine. I could tell you were getting flustered in there, sweet mech." Knockout smirks up at him. Breakdown's spike leaks at the tip, and Knockout's servos deftly run over it, spreading the prefluid over his spike. "I could tell you wanted me to take care of you."

"Knockout," Breakdown whines, as his hips buck into the red mech's touch. "We're- we're gonna get caught."

"Oh, nonsense," Knockout scoffs. "Indulge me a little bit, would you?" And then he leans forward, licking the tip of Breakdown's spike ever so slightly, and Breakdown nearly screams.

"Knockout!"

"Shhh," Knockout hushes, backing up from his spike again, returning to only using his hands. "I thought you didn't want to get caught," he smirks. Still, he strokes up and down, up and down. He leans in again, carefully licks the tip, and this time, Breakdown is able to control himself, keeping his whines (mostly) contained. "That's much better," Knockout tells him, voice smooth. "If you want more, you need to keep being good like that, understand?"

Breakdown's dentae bite down onto his lip plating. "Yes," he lets out, "yes, I can- I can be good. I want to be good, for- for you."

Knockout smiles, a fang poking out from between his lip plating. "If you're especially good," he starts, "I might let you fuck my throat cabling. Would you like that? Would you like using me like a pleasure bot where anyone could see?"

"Oh, Primus," Breakdown exhales, panting, and his hips stutter a bit in Knockout's grasp. One servo moves down from his faceplates to grip at Knockout's finials.

"Cute!" Knockout can't help but smile, and this time when he leans forward, he runs his glossae up the length of Breakdown's spike. "You're getting so worked up at the idea of using me in public. It's so cute. Do you want that, Breaky?"

Breakdown nods frantically. "Yes, yes, I want, I want-"

Knockout sighs. "Oh, I could never say no to you," he lets out, and all of a sudden, drops his hands from Breakdown's spike. "Go ahead, then."

[spikezonebby]

Hey, your last post about KOBD and KOSS...

Um... I need this. I want this

*goes to draw* fuck you(lovingly) for making me feel things

Omg... You *must* show me once you're finished. And jsyk I'm just getting started with this concept because it can *also* be applied to Starscream and Knock Out talking about Star's trine. Star fucked up, lost two of the most important people in his life because of jealousy, and he deserves the karma that comes from it.

But also. Star confiding in Knocks and Knocks helping him reclaim the things that have grown sour now that he can no longer do them with his trine.

[melishade]

Hi. Saw that ship ask repost. Sooo how about KOBD (is this their ship name?? I have no idea lol) and Megop? Seeing Breakdown in Earthspark, and the teacher being voiced by KO's VA is making me feel nostalgic ngl...

I think KOBD is cute. I like it. They're villains. They do crime together, but they clearly care about each other. Also, I like how Knockout and Breakdown have slowly become canon in the Transformers Universe since Transformers Prime came out. It's funny to me.

I wonder if Timmy Turner's Dad will have any other VA roles in Earthspark

MegOp is both a toxic and tragic relationship. It's toxic because Megatron clearly has this obsession with Optimus throughout most of the Transformers Media (Not TFA Megatron. He doesn't care about TFA Optimus and it's a nice change of pace). Megatron wants Optimus to die a very specific way and has constantly kept him alive or even spared his life or even formed an alliance with him so he can get what he wants. Meanwhile, Optimus has been shown to have second thoughts about killing Megatron, at least in TFP. But their relationship is also tragic because they used to be close. They used to trust each other. It was them against the world despite their differences. And it was really just one pivotal day that started all of it. Maybe if circumstances were different, things could have been better between them. But the future was already set in stone.

I like my daily dose of angst.

[ivycorp]

The permanent honeymoon KOBD

Living as a Decepticon on Nemesis held its pros and… well, cons, pun unintended. 

On one hand, the ship was well equipped, the energon was plentiful, there was a place to recharge, and if one liked routines, the lull of chores and battle allowed a particular feeling of safety of certainty.

On the other hand, it carried a huge chance of being slagged on the field, either by Autobots or their own supreme commander by accident, and there were also some unexpected events that very few mechs considered before actually encountering them first hand.

One of those was the medical staff, which everyone had interactions with, for better or for worse. It was good to have them, but witnessing them together made one either groan internally or externally, depending on the seniority in the command line. 

Nobody would risk offending the CMO without rank to pull it off - one tended to live rather… short, when that happened. 

Starscream had the most recent pleasure of sustaining damage in battle, as the chatter filled the OR.

"Darling, pass me the clamp, if you don't mind?" Knock Out said, holding out his servo expectantly, as his assistant readily handed over the prepared equipment.

"Thank you, love, I knew I can count on you to be ready for me," he continued, innuendo heavy in his words; Starscream was trying very hard to not roll optics too hard, should they get stuck in that position and the visit would drag on longer than necessary.

"We work so well, don't you think, commander?" Knock Out asked, voice filled with adoration, as the clamp was placed and the operation started drawing to a close. The seeker looked down and grimaced.

"You do an… adequate job, I suppose," came the reply, through gritted denta and last dregs of patience, as Starscream tried to erase the memory of the last mega-cycle.

These two were sickening in their love, honestly, the seeker just wanted to leave at this point. 

"Coming from you, it's a compliment, so thank you, commander o'mine," grinned the medic, as his husband started the cleanup. A few moments later the last of the panels clicked in place and the Decepticon SIC nearly leaped out of the berth at that sound.

"Oh no, not a chance, you are on a strict berthrest," a servo shot out, preventing that particular maneuver from happening.

"I will go back to my berth and rest then, shall I?" Starscream snarled, venom dripping from the vocaliser so heavily that most mechs would scurry away in fear.

Unfortunately for the seeker, being a CMO had its advantages - one of which was being immune from officers throwing around their weight. Even Megatron would relent if necessary - of course, to be fair, in his presence the shameless flirting usually was severely scaled down.

"I would rather you rested for a complete solar cycle where I can monitor you, commander - we both know you have a record of not listening to my recommendations," stated Knock Out matter-of-factly, as he made sure the patient did not move anywhere, motioning with one of his servos at Breakdown to come closer as backup.

"There is much to be done, medic, but I promise I will abide by your words this time," quickly reassured the flier, as the chance of escape started getting slimmer. The red mech smiled sweetly, as his partner braced the seeker's side, cutting off the way out bodily.

"I'm afraid it's not enough in this case, the work I did on you is quite delicate and could unravel upon any strenuous activity - I am putting you officially off the rota for a solar cycle, with strict limit of movement restricted to medbay," chattered Knock Out, typing out the form as he spoke, not bothering to look at Starscream who started to panic like a cornered animal.

"This requires approval of a senior officer, and I won't sign this off!" The seeker shouted, only to freeze when a soft ding came from the offending datapad, followed by another one soon after. 

"Well, it seems I just got Soundwave's signature AND an official approval to detain you by force if necessary, co-signed by both our lovely TIC and our glorious leader," he laughed, as Starscream's face fell. If it was just Soundwave, there would be a slim chance of talking things out, but there was no way Megatron's signature could be overwritten now.

"I believe it is enough backing to ask you politely to stay here and rest - I will clear you off tomorrow after a check-up," promised the medic, humming to himself softly.

The medbay darkened, as the equipment was cleared away and stored for future use; a soft duo of farewells was shared, as both Knock Out and Breakdown left for their quarters, locking the medbay behind.

Starscream did not have the clearance to overwrite CMO's lock, so all that was left to do was praying for mercy.

As a loud slam was heard right on the other side of the wall, along with a "Oh darling, you should have told me you were this charged up - you need only ask!" filtering through the thin wall in the medic's voice, the seeker groaned and covered the audials, hoping to cut off all audio input.

Breakdown let out a desperate "Knock Out, love of my life, please, don't tease me today," Starscream considered the conversation shared with Soundwave about this exact problem, proposing insulation similar to the laboratories as a solution.

"Knock Out and Breakdown relationship: officially recognised. Their behavior: successful deterrent from reckless battlefield engagement or on-ship accidents. Medbay: at a manageable turnover rate. Staff accidental injuries since arrival: significantly lowered," explained the TIC one day, when the seeker pressed the matter after a short visit with a lot of flirting happening throughout the entirety of it.

Starscream had to agree, as the walls shook and the enthusiastic sounds were filling the otherwise quiet medbay - the seeker promised to think twice before doing another dangerous stunt again.

How could these two remain so energetic after such a long time being together, the SIC would never know…

*********************

Another one prompted by this post of @paraxodicalundressing

[unimooshi]

Christmas Fluff Snippet Megapost

(brought to you by your host Mooshi bc I’m stuck at home and wanna procrastinate cleaning my room :) )

Rated: G/Fluff

Relationship(s): Literally as many I can think within the span of 3 hours as they’re all basically 1 paragraph long. Feel free to read whichever ones you want I’m making word soup rn. We smackin’ tonight kings, queen, and royals in between😌😭✨

All relationships can be whatever universe you want, unless stated otherwise. Have a good time

Also please keep in mind that I haven’t read a lot of the comics and have a limited knowledge on the cartoons bc I haven’t watched some of them, but I’ll try my best to write out the dynamic as I see it.

1) Starscream/Optimus (StarPrime) you knew we were gonna start with OTP

“I know you wanted to visit Earth for a small vacation, but did you really have to choose the coldest of Earth months to visit?”, Starscream said with borderline disgust as he stared at the snow at the bottom of their ship, the only redeeming thing about the environment was the setting sun.

He kneeled down and scooped up a pile of snow, watching it crumble away between his digits. His internal heating system kicking into overdrive to compensate, little puffs of steam floating into the air. It wasn’t that it was cold, the issue was how wet it would be. The mess that would be made inside their circuits and the water dripping from exposed wiring made Starscream shiver.

“No, I didn’t have to but Earth has such a happy culture this time of year and I wanted to share that with you. I think you’ll like Christmas. Cheer up, let’s take a walk.” , Optimus planted a small peck on the side of Starscream’s helm and stepped outside, the soft crunch of snow following the Prime.

Starscream reluctantly stepped into the snow and groaned with how much water his sensors were already detecting, “How happy could this holiday possibly be with frozen condensation falling from the sky and getting into your circuits?”

“Well, according to what can be found on the internet, it’s an annual religious festival, but most humans use it as a time to see loved ones and celebrate their love for one another.”, Optimus took Starscream’s servo and interlaced it with his own, removing his battle mask to reveal a soft smile with blue optics to match, “and besides you can take a warm lather in the washracks later while I warm up some energon. I know you like watching Earth movies every once in a while.”

Starscream really couldn’t argue with his conjux and just vented out more heat, the puff leaving a trail of white steam as it floated into the evening sky. If being on a mud ball planet meant Optimus would be relaxed then he supposed it would be worth getting his circuits drenched for. Honestly, doing anything was worth it if it meant his Prime would stop thinking about his responsibilities even for just a cycle.

“Your strobes are blinking by the way.”

Starscream stopped walking and flapped his wings into view then dipped them low, brushing it off.

“It doesn’t mean anything.”

“I’m sure it doesn’t.”, Optimus rolled his optics and laughed, holding his conjux’s servo a little tighter.

———

2) Knockout/Breakdown (KOBD)

“Merry Christmas Knockout!”, Breakdown burst into the Medbay with a clumsily wrapped box.

Knockout nearly dropped his datapad and jumped from the sudden intrusion, his servo switched out for his buzz saw until he saw who it was.

“Breakdown!”, Knockout vented out and transformed his servo back, “Don’t scare me like that so suddenly.”

“I’m sorry, but I just wanted to finally give you this. I knew you just had to have it when I saw it and I really hope you like it.”

“All is forgiven. Thank you.”, Knockout casually tore away at the wrapping and lifted the lid, his optics glowing brighter.

“Well...do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it!”, Knockout unfolded the white stripe vinyl inside to it’s full length, laughing with a full smile, “You always know just what to get me!”

He put his gift down on the examination table and went to go hug his conjux, climbing up a little to properly plant a kiss.

As high as the mood was brought up, it was quickly shot down again.

“Wait, I’m not done with your gift yet.”, Knockout left for his datapad and scrolled through something.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to give me one. Your company is the only gift I need.”, Breakdown tried to comfort his conjux, but Knockout held out a servo to stop him.

“That’s a sweet sentiment, but it doesn’t feel fair if I had my gift before yours is even done and I don’t want you seeing it while it’s incomplete.”

“I’m sure I’ll like it even if it’s unfinished. The thought matters more than what it is. Can you tell me what it is?”

“Are you sure?”

Breakdown nodded excitedly.

Knockout sighed and handed over the datapad, “It’s only about 75% of the way done, but it’s a transcription of that Earth book you wanted to read but couldn’t find an online PDF version of it.”

Breakdown scrolled through the pages of words and felt his frame melt.

“I know it’s not as good as what you gave me but—”

“I love it!”, He lifted Knockout off the ground and squeezed, “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome but watch the paint!”

———

3) Bumblebee/Blitzwing (TFA Blitzbee)

Bumblebee wasn’t one for snow to be perfectly honest. Sure, making snowmen and having snowball fights with Sari were fun, but he mostly did those activities to make her happy as her best friend. The frosty windows on the base served as another reminder as to why he liked to stay inside where it was warm and there was plenty of oil to drink, so it was rather ironic when he started seeing a mech who could make ice and enjoyed just burying himself in the frozen stuff.

“Come outside my little bee~”

Random sang softly and taunted him from outside the Autobot base. The heat from Blitzwing’s system fogging up the window further. Everyone else in the base had retreated back to their rooms for the night, leaving Bee free to do what he wanted in the living room. At least, he would be if there wasn’t a giant beige and purple bot trying to get him outside.

“No way Blitzbrain. It’s beyond freezing out there. I’m not locking up my servos just so you can eat street snow again.”

Bumble whispered harshly and opened the window, a gush of frozen air creeped their way through the cracks of his frame. His central heating system kicked online.

Random’s glossa slithered out of his intake, “Aww why not?”

“Because it’s gross. And that’s saying something when it comes from me!”

Vrrrr.

“I suppose that’s true.”, Icy’s lips pouted outward as he pressed his digits to his chin. His sharp features standing out in the crisp darkness of the night, “But aren’t you the one always wanting to go out? Why is it so different this time?”

“Because time impossible to drive in snow and I don’t wanna deal with traffic.”

“It’s the middle of the night.”

“So?”

Vrrrr.

“So why don’t you want to come out here and spend some time away from this stupid base you tiny bug bot!”

Bee held a digit to his intake, “I’m right here idiot, you’ll wake everyone up and then they’ll see you and then we’ll have to fight.”

Vrrrr.

“You’re afraid of the snow aren’t you.”

“What? No. That’s not—I’m not afraid of it are you kidding me? Only sparklings are afraid of stupid things like that.”

“Ok, so you just don’t like the cold.”

“So what if I don’t?”

“Even if you can’t drive, it’s still a nice night for flying.”

Bumblebee’s optics widened, “Flying?”

“Yes. Calm winds, clear skies, no organics or bots in the streets, what more could you wait for?”

“You’re gonna take me flying?”, Bee’s voice rose in pitch and he looked up at his mechfriend with stars in his eyes.

Vrrrr.

“If you keep repeating the same thing I’ll crush you with this wall!”

Vrrrr.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen something go splat!”

Random laughed at his own morbid thought.

“Ok, first of all, don’t crush me. You’re like three times my size, you don’t need a wall. Second, as long as I don’t have to get my servos wet I’ll be there in a nanoklik.”

Bumblebee gave a quick peck before racing away to touch himself up a little for his small impromptu date.

———

4) Megatron/Soundwave (MegaWave)

Megatron was busy. Again.

Soundwave didn’t mind it much as he just worked on his reports, but deep in his spark he really hoped he would’ve made some time to be with him. There was no such luck unfortunately. Soundwave knew his leader was always busy which is what made their small times together all the more special and intimate. Nobody ever saw the side of the warlord that he did and he was quite proud of that. It made him feel special.

>Soundwave.

A private communication line blipped open from Megatron. What convenient timing.

>Yes, Lord Megatron?

>I need you to send a message to Shockwave about the latest export of energon. There will be a delay because of Autobot meddling, but it shouldn’t take more than a couple earth cycles to have everything in order.

>Message received. Will be sent as soon as possible.

>Good. By the way Soundwave, I’ve left something for you in your desk compartment. Consider it a token of my appreciation for all you’ve done staying loyal to the Decepticons.

>Understood. Thank you Lord Megatron.

With that, the line cut off and Soundwave was left alone again in the communication center. His optics glanced over at the large compartment in his desk and opened it. Inside he found a small stack of datapads and one single use datapad filled out.

—

‘To: Soundwave

Silent as a thief in the night

You crept into my spark and took flight

Your visor so full of mystery

Yet take away much of my misery

In war there is treachery

In war there is loyalty

No words could ever be strung to say how much you mean to me

Merry Christmas,

From Megatron

—

A/N: I’m done with this post. Whoop. 4 short stories in one post. This is all I could crank out in a few hours. I didn’t anticipate this day to be so busy for me😭😭. I’ve been hanging out with family and dropping off gifts for friends at their door step. You can kinda tel I gave up at the end and poems aren’t really my thing. I’ll finish the rest tomorrow, so just pretend that whatever I post tomorrow was done today. Tell me what you think and have a nice night. I’m gonna pass out now. Mwah.

AND YES WHEN I WRITE MEGS IN ANY FIC HE IS A MUSHY BASTARD WHEN HES NOT AN ASS HAT AND THATS ON SOFT BASTARDS😌✨✨

[wereah]

Finally finished the KOBD pic! 

I’ve learned a lot about coloring metal. I took a lot of pics of a coworkers hot rod ( lol ) and my own dirty Lucy ( my car ) for references. I also ended up just simplifying Breaky’s frame. I realize that his big shoulder struts are an important part of his hummer alt mode buttttt y’know. I ain’t being paid for this I’ll draw’em how I want.

I really love these two so much! They’re a lot of fun. 

Doing all of these car related artworks lately has made me start appreciating vehicles more. I wish that I had significant disposable income so that I could get my car painted. She’s kind of a boring silver.

What’s your dream vehicle?

[noodleblade]

well, if you do say so

(this is basically a sneak peek into my wips folders but i just want to rant in a messy, sloppy way about them)

pining kobd fic:

a lenghty wip/multi chapter idea of Knock Out helplessly pinning for Breakdown through TFP but struggling to do anything because the idea of changing his relationship with BD is too daunting. What they have is good, is safe, is perfect and comfortable and home and- the prospect of changing that, even potentially for the better, is not something KO wants to risk. The idea of change is terrifying for him when BD is a place of stability and comfort, especially in prime where things are kind of always in flux/danger/at risk.

A good portion of the fic is KO trying to keep BD safe- ie, joining the decepticons and answering Starscream's call as a way to provide safety, a source of energon and protection -and finding out that each move he makes, puts them further apart or in more danger- ie, BD getting injured repeatedly, MECH stuff, yaaya. KO blames himself for their predicament in wanting to protect BD, but him ultimately getting hurt and taken advantage of by Starscream/Megatron/etc

tfa percy meeting mtmte brainstorm, simpatico fic (the outline for this is over 12 pages):

MTMTE Percy and TFA Percy being swapped and Brainstorm missing his Perceptor but growing utterly fond by this other universe Perceptor that appreciates him and values him. A lot of brainstorm contemplating his relationship with mtmte perceptor while tfa perceptor helps him navigate his feelings, culminating into tfa perceptor offering brainstorm to come with him back to his universe. When mtmte perceptor comes back and see brainstorm packed, they have a very emotional reunion ;__;

rodimags berthsharing fic (the reason i havent slept in 4 days):

it started off as an aimless fic but now i'm at 4k words and too many ideas of writing about their tense, but clingy relationship throughout the years. Rodimus that wants to take but withers at the idea of being vulnerable and open vs Magnus that struggles with addressing anything personal yet wants to be close and connected. I want to write their complicated relationship with each other but their own self images and being open with someone else. they make me insane and rabid in the way they can act as reflections for each other and they do care for each other in a complex way. They have a trust for each other, despite how much their differ (even though in so many ways, they are achingly similar but acknowledging that shatters the self image they hold for themselves that they don't want to face) I want it tender and tense and complicated. ive read nearly everything in their ao3 tag multiple times and im breaking down and writing something lengthy for them too now.