#can you believe this is the first time drawing airachnid?

[justanothermanicartblog]

My followers: hey can u draw normal shit

Me:  b ug m ou th ! 😀😋😊😉🤗🤩 haha buggy! bugy mouttth haha

So yeah anyway this au has become my new brainrot and you all have to suffer through it. HEADCANON TIME!

In this au, the Cybertronians are incredibly powerful beings, and some version of Primus (and Unicron) exist, with one major difference: they lean more toward the techno-organic side of the spectrum. That’s right, they’re not proper robots! They may function in a different way from humans, with organic neural nodes that very closely resemble the circuitry of a computer, but they still have origins in organic life. Case in point, they evolved to take advantage of technology, finding a way to merge their very beings with it. Their first ancestors were definitely insect-like in nature, but they had the unique ability to shift and shape their bodies between forms.

     Wheeljack is a pretty standard Cybertronian, not a minibot but not Astrotrain size either. Each set of mandibles is unique to the individual, but they tend to follow patterns. Mechs tend to have 2 sets of upper mandibles and anywhere between 0-3 sets of lower mandibles. The most common mouth shape is horizontal, opening like a human mouth, however Cybertronians can also have vertical mouths. Although they are no different from any other Cybertronian and are treated equally, they are more likely to have trouble properly articulating their words, thanks to the odd shape of their mouths. In addition, the transformation sequence that Cybertronians use to make their faces appear human is much harder for Wheeljack to do, which is why he wears a facemask frequently.

    Bulkhead is a construction worker, and his frametype reflects that. Before he came to earth, his altmode was something akin to an excavator. His large multifanged lower jaw is specially evolved for picking up and moving large amounts of matter, and he takes great pride at being the one mech Miko is comfortable seeing with their mandible face. (She’s deathly afraid of the rest of them, they remind her of spiders). 

   Arcee in this au has one big difference from  her normal version: she’s actually an Insecticon! Insecticons in this verse consider themselves superior to all other Cybertronians, as they consider themselves ‘pure of blood’ and direct descendants of Primus himself. Arcee used to believe that, but her interactions with other Cybertronians opened her eyes. She realized that her kind wasn’t inherently superior, but were secretly ridiculed for their self-importance. When she tried to tell her brethren about this, she was kicked out of her hive and left for dead. Bulkhead found her and took her back to Ratchet and Team Prime, saving her life. Because of this, Arcee feels she is indebted to Bulkhead, and sometimes instictively gives him her share of energon, insisting he needs it more than her. About halfway through the war (before she met Airachnid), she changed her altmode to a motorcycle to further connect with her teammates.

#Arcee #Bulkhead #Wheeljack #tfp #transformers #Transformers art #Transformers Prime #transformers au #transformers headcanon #my headcanons #my au #my art #headcanons #au #tfp arcee #tfp bulkhead #tfp wheeljack #MechaMandibles AU #maccadam

[bucketluvr]

Of Many Firsts - Knockout X Reader

 Knockout internally panics as he realizes. He looks at you, halfway across the room, pacing around his medbay, and humming quietly to a human song, and he realizes. He’s fallen for you. Very, very hard.

 You’re amazing. With your baggy, long, shirts and hair that’s always fixed up in a disastrous bun. Your high tops and ripped jeans, the wonderful smile and constant sarcasm…and he loved you.

  Wow, he never thought he’d fall for a human, but, what was he supposed to do about that?

   "Knockout?“ You ask the mech. “Is…something wrong? You’re staring.”

  He shakes his helm, looking away. “I just didn’t know mechs could be so stupid sometimes.”

_______________________

  You sigh in exasperation. You seriously don’t understand, sometimes, how you could’ve ended up helplessly in love with a giant sentient robot.

  Of course, it was Knockout. It might just be the affect that he had on people. He had dazzling red paint, and enrapturing red optics. His voice was a melody, something that could capture you any day.

  Besides, someone as magnificent as Knockout deserved a lover way better than you….

  Your mind was pulled back to the way he’d been staring at you, earlier, with loving optics, practically drinking you in. Maybe he’d been thinking of Breakdown? Airachnid? Starscream? Those were all bots that deserved him.

   Perhaps, it would be better for both of you if you kept your relationship with Knockout a friendship, and nothing more.

   Your mind never came to the conclusion that he was staring at you…and thinking about you as he did so.

_______________________

   Knockout knew how to woo a bot. In most cases, it was simple: get them into berth. But he was sure you’d be different; plus, this was his first time falling for a Primus-damn human.

    But, there was also the issue that you didn’t seem very interested in him; he didn’t want to push himself on you. He wasn’t that much of a jerk. He respected you just as much as any bot out there.

    You always treated him as a close friend, and he didn’t mind that in the slightest but Primus, he loved you. He wanted to be able to hug you, hold you, kiss you, take you for drives, flirt….Knockout sighs.

    He just decided to make a couple moves on you. And see what happens next. If you reacted well, he’d continue. If you backed off, that would be the end of it.

___________________

    You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Did he just…? Wow, that must’ve been some mistake…was Breakdown behind you? Or did Knockout just…hit on you?

    God, this was some kind of dream. Or nightmare. Or something inbetween. Because that did not just happen.

   You look up at him. He didn’t seem to be joking, and his optics didn’t shine with that mischief and deception they usually did. He was being sincere.

   You laugh nervously. “Did a pretty ‘bot like you just…flirt with me?” You say, anticipating his reaction nervously.

   "I believe I did,“ Knockout smirks, drawing closer to you. You freeze, a blush rising to your cheeks as you fiddle with your loose shirt. You have no idea what to do—push him off, keep him as your friend as you’d promised, or let this bloom.

  He really seemed interested in you…plus, he was looking undeniably attractive, as always.

   "Well, kiss me, you fo—” you blurt, but you don’t get to finish your sentence. Knockout scoops you up, and crashes your lips to his.

     Relief runs over you. He really does want to be with you, he really does like you! You feel like your walking among the clouds, with Knockout cradling you like this, your lips on his.

     Knockout feels the same. He finally has the chance to show you how much he loves you, and you are welcoming that with open arms.

   When the kiss ends, his red optics stare into your dark brown eyes, which are absolutely love-struck.

    “I love you,” you breathe, before you can stop yourself.

    “I love you, too, (Y/N),” he says, smirking victoriously.

   Knockout didn’t regret a thing about falling for you, that was for sure.

#knockout x reader #knockout #tfp #transformers prime

[dimension-heroes]

Synthetic Life Chapter 26

Here it is, after all the absence and silence, I am happy to announce that my story will continue well.

Major thanks to @lonemaximal, as her Dreadwing drawing inspired me and made me very happy.

Bright blue optics focused upon the green screens of the many monitors. Ratchet sighed; no reports over at Alaska, yet. The Autobot medic stepped away from the computers. He wandered into the halls, finding everything to be in order. Peeking into one of the empty storage rooms, a small smile appeared on his faceplates.

    Arcee, Bumblebee, and Smokescreen huddled up. Resting underneath a faint light emitting from a hanging lamp. “Wonder why their resting here.” Ratchet thought. (He walked off, trying not to produce any loud noises with each step he took.

    Ratchet wandered down a long hall. Staring through glass of thick doors, each contained a relic, all shining thanks to the dim lights. The medic stopped upon facing one door. An Insecticon Pod, with Airachnid still inside. The sight of her reaching out, a slight shiver pulsed in Rachet's Energon. He turned his helm; exiting the hall.

    The Autobot returned to the main room; finding the green screens glowing. Ratchet ran up to them, placing servos on the screen. Optimus, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack's life signals appeared. A Comm-link began)

    “Ratchet?” Optimus asked. “Is something going on?” Ratchet asked. “No, I wanted to know if anyone was on to examine the situation.” Optimus soothed. “The way you contacted us was quite nerve wracking.” Ratchet sighed. “I'm sorry about that.” Optimus apologized. “Anything new?” Ratchet asked. “No, haven't found Knock Out yet. Jackie hasn't said anything.” Bulkhead replied. “I will search as well, there shouldn't be anyone alongside you this far out in the state.” Ratchet said. “We can't be too calm, with how far they searched, it won't take too long till they find us.” Optimus said. (The screen started to glow. Among those in the map, a new green dot appeared)

    “I'm getting a new reading! This isn't good.” Ratchet paused. “Another Vehicon, Dreadwing, who?” Bulkhead asked. (The medic stared at the screen. An image appeared) “Megatron himself.” Ratchet answered. “Brought the big one. All for one medic.” Wheeljack said. “Where is he now?” Optimus asked. “Behind you, he entered the forest.” Ratchet explained. “I'll give him a warm welcome.” Wheeljack chuckled. “Knock Out shouldn't be too far from you.” Ratchet said. “Good, lets hurry then!” Bulkhead yelled. (The Comm ended; Ratchet stared at the screen. Megatron getting closer to the team. He turned; finding Arcee, Bumblebee, and Smokescreen. They stared at the medic)

    “What's going on, Ratchet?” Smokescreen asked. “Optimus, and Bulkhead are trying to find Knock Out. Megatron is there as well.” Ratchet explained. “Shouldn't we go out and help them?” Smokescreen asked. “No, we'll stay till Optimus calls back.” Ratchet replied. “All this trouble for one medic.” Bumblebee beeped. “Our medical skills are important to both sides. I hope Optimus, Bulkhead, and Wheeljack get to him first.” Ratchet sighed. “Wheeljack's with them?” Arcee asked. “Yes, now we wait.” Ratchet stated.

    (Far out in Alaska; high up in the morning sky, a silver Cybertronian jet rushed past trees. Snow flew high up, then falling from the high speed. The day was coming, sun creeping through the tall trees, glistening the snow. A small trace of clouds appeared in the distance.

    As Megatron flew; the Jackhammer came into view. Energy blasts flew across the sky, leaving the Decepticon leader to swoop across the air. He retaliated, unleashing heavy cannon fire towards the Wrecker's ship. Bright lights filled the sky, illuminating Optimus and Bulkhead's frames. Both their mirrors moved up to the aerial combat.

    More energy rushed through the air, all missing their target. Megatron rose above; transforming. Wheeljack lifted his helm upon the noise of something landing on the metal of the Jackhammer. He smirked, starting to control his ship.

    Faster, he kept moving faster. Something pierced the metal. The Wrecker turned his helm, finding a sharp blade breaking through the metal. It sliced through, letting Megatron enter. He looked at the Wrecker and snarled.

    Wheeljack pulled out his swords; right as Megatron raised his arm. An energy blast escaped from his Fusion Cannon. The force pushed the Wrecker through the air, crashing into the glass. it shattered; crashing as parts of Wheeljack's frame hit the controls. The ship started to dive down.

    A loud crash filled the forest. Nothing stirred within the Jackhammer, till Megatron stood up. His silver frame clear of damage. He transformed, flying away from the Wrecker's ship.

    Optimus and Bulkhead kept driving. Farther from where the crash occurred. Megatron flew above; ignoring the two Autobots. They transformed, turning their helms to the sight of smoke)

    “No, he couldn't have taken down Jackie like that!” Bulkhead yelled. “Go check if his systems are still online. I will deal with Megatron.” Optimus ordered. (The bulky green vehicle drove off; leaving Optimus to continued forward, Megatron still in sight.

    Two vehicles drove across a barren landscape. Clouds covered the sky, a dark grey, with further parts being lighter color. A sign the sun was rising in this part of Alaska. Snow on the edges of the road. Breakdown in front of the two land road. Knock Out behind; mirrors focused on the back) “How closer are we?” Knock Out asked. “Not too much, a little bit more. Something wrong?” Breakdown replied. “I can't believe it, he's here!” Knock Out yelled. (He drove past Breakdown; the Armet Balkan moved his mirrors. No, of all to encounter, of all places.

    Megatron continued his flight; the two vehicles below him. Energon blasts crashed into the ground. Breakdown swerved his tires as he tried to keep up with Knock Out) “This isn't good!” Breakdown growled. (He watched the cherry red medic driving off the road; heading towards trees. The bulky mech drove, following where Knock Out left. Megatron following.

    Bulkhead transformed; finding the fallen Jackhammer. He ran up to it, finding Wheeljack crawling out. The white armored Wrecker hit the ground. Bulkhead walked up to him. Wheeljack chuckled) “Other Wreckers would perish in this kind of event.” Wheeljack chuckled. “Can you still function?” Bulkhead asked. “Yes, I'm not backing down now. We can fix up my ride later.” Wheeljack answered. (Bulkhead chuckled) “Now come on, we've got to stop Megatron.” Bulkhead said. (Both transformed, driving away from the wreck.

    Breakdown passed by tall trees. Snow falling with each hit from his frame. Where did Knock Out go? He stopped, noticing a lone building covered in snow. The cherry red mech waved a servo; Breakdown glanced at the cloudy sky before running in. Knock Out closed the door; his red optics focused on Breakdown.

    The roar of Megatron's engines echoed above. Breakdown looked around the building's interior. Saws, drills, and equipment to take down the mightiest of trees. Breakdown turned his focus to the medic) “He's out there, I can't believe Megatron himself would come.” Knock Out whispered. (Breakdown's servo became a hammer) “If its our last chance.” Breakdown sighed. “No, Megatron will kill you.” Knock Out paused. “I died before; you can bring me back.” Breakdown sighed. “Megatron will ensure that I never do it, and your brothers won't be happy.” Knock Out paused. (Breakdown became silent; he looked at the door. A loud thud echoed from outside)

    “Any other ideas?” Breakdown asked. (Knock Out looked at the doors; then back to Breakdown) “We go our separate ways.” Knock Out answered. “What?” Breakdown asked. “I hold Megatron back, you'll escape far from here.” Knock Out replied. “I won't abandon you.” Breakdown growled. “He's going to get rid of you, and I will have to watch.” Knock Out replied. (The dark blue mech faced the medic) “I know your concerned for me. After all we've seen, I understand. Now isn't the time for that. Its the time to fight.” Breakdown stated.

    “Are you sure about this?” Knock Out asked. “Yes, we're going to escape with our lives, Megatron or any other force, we'll make it through.” Breakdown answered. He pushed the door open; both hammers ready. Knock Out stepped alongside him. His Spark racing upon the sight of the silver metal.

    The Decepticon leader stared at them; a small smile appearing on his grim faceplates. Red optics glowed against the falling snow. Knock Out and Breakdown raised their weapons in front of him. Their former leader, Megatron.

#Synthetic Life #tfp #Knock Out #Breakdown #Optimus #Megatron #Ratchet #lonemaximal

[bucketluvr]

Could I request for Knockout realizes he fallen for human friend who's shy, sarcatic, and tomboyish ( wear t-shirt, baggy pants, hoddies & sneakers) and how would he confess without them misunderstanding cuz they do feel the same but rather stay as friends ( they don't know he likes them )as they feel that he deserves better?

 Knockout internally panics as he realizes. He looks at you, halfway across the room, pacing around his medbay, and humming quietly to a human song, and he realizes. He's fallen for you. Very, very hard.

 You're amazing. With your baggy, long, shirts and hair that's always fixed up in a disastrous bun. Your high tops and ripped jeans, the wonderful smile and constant sarcasm…and he loved you.

  Wow, he never thought he'd fall for a human, but, what was he supposed to do about that?

   "Knockout?" You ask the mech. "Is…something wrong? You're staring."

  He shakes his helm, looking away. "I just didn't know mechs could be so stupid sometimes."

_______________________

  You sigh in exasperation. You seriously don't understand, sometimes, how you could've ended up helplessly in love with a giant sentient robot.

  Of course, it was Knockout. It might just be the affect that he had on people. He had dazzling red paint, and enrapturing red optics. His voice was a melody, something that could capture you any day.

  Besides, someone as magnificent as Knockout deserved a lover way better than you....

  Your mind was pulled back to the way he'd been staring at you, earlier, with loving optics, practically drinking you in. Maybe he'd been thinking of Breakdown? Airachnid? Starscream? Those were all bots that deserved him.

   Perhaps, it would be better for both of you if you kept your relationship with Knockout a friendship, and nothing more.

   Your mind never came to the conclusion that he was staring at you…and thinking about you as he did so.

_______________________

   Knockout knew how to woo a bot. In most cases, it was simple: get them into berth. But he was sure you'd be different; plus, this was his first time falling for a Primus-damn human.

    But, there was also the issue that you didn't seem very interested in him; he didn't want to push himself on you. He wasn't that much of a jerk. He respected you just as much as any bot out there.

    You always treated him as a close friend, and he didn't mind that in the slightest but Primus, he loved you. He wanted to be able to hug you, hold you, kiss you, take you for drives, flirt....Knockout sighs.

    He just decided to make a couple moves on you. And see what happens next. If you reacted well, he'd continue. If you backed off, that would be the end of it.

___________________

    You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Did he just…? Wow, that must've been some mistake...was Breakdown behind you? Or did Knockout just...hit on you?

    God, this was some kind of dream. Or nightmare. Or something inbetween. Because that did not just happen.

   You look up at him. He didn't seem to be joking, and his optics didn't shine with that mischief and deception they usually did. He was being sincere.

   You laugh nervously. "Did a pretty 'bot like you just…flirt with me?" You say, anticipating his reaction nervously.

   "I believe I did," Knockout smirks, drawing closer to you. You freeze, a blush rising to your cheeks as you fiddle with your loose shirt. You have no idea what to do—push him off, keep him as your friend as you'd promised, or let this bloom.

  He really seemed interested in you...plus, he was looking undeniably attractive, as always.

   "Well, kiss me, you fo—" you blurt, but you don't get to finish your sentence. Knockout scoops you up, and crashes your lips to his.

     Relief runs over you. He really does want to be with you, he really does like you! You feel like your walking among the clouds, with Knockout cradling you like this, your lips on his.

     Knockout feels the same. He finally has the chance to show you how much he loves you, and you are welcoming that with open arms.

   When the kiss ends, his red optics stare into your dark brown eyes, which are absolutely love-struck.

    "I love you," you breathe, before you can stop yourself.

    "I love you, too, (Y/N)," he says, smirking victoriously.

   Knockout didn't regret a thing about falling for you, that was for sure.