#Ratchet (TFP)

[icecream4starscream]

A shitty doodle I made cuz' I thought it was funny.

[chamom1le-t3a]

hii,, whiteboard doodles 😁 🫶🏻💗

[tap for slightly better quality ^3^]

[energon-depo]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62119672

WOOO FIC TIME Wheeljack eats a metal sheet, and ratchet decided to make smokescreen help with It.

[toooshaa]

[skelekerrry]

He was so real for that.....one of my favourite scenes from the final episodes, dude just wants to be appreciated 😭

One "thank you" and he's on team Prime, imagine if Optimus praised Screamer a little bit

Yes, this is how my superior brain saw the scene

[kitklone]

the girls that get it

[zenkohoney]

Grumpy cuddles with Ratchet and Optimus Prime

This morning I woke up on a mission. And I snapped, I fear. 🫢

PLEASE DONT REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT! 🙇🏽‍♀️

[notmichealangelo]

Learning how to draw these mfs

[amateur-flamingo]

ok I have to say that I've been in the Transformers fandom for about a month now

Now I finished watching the last episode of the third season, and only there I noticed that Ratchet says “yap yap yap” and I REMEMBERED THE SONG -

oh, and now I’m on the KOBD team, I love these husbands ;)

[km3tt0]

Opti… ratch…. save - me

I decided to just lock in with them 😔

[vi050iv]

Still haven’t finished season 3 of transformers prime BUT I started reading the idw comic run and all I can say is that I love these goobers with all my heart

[rollersfataft]

hes too fine. i cant sometimes i love drawing on art programs that arent meant for full blown pieces

[chamom1le-t3a]

chill bro its all yours 😭

[ramunaee]

his ass is NOT listening!!

[hello-gloomy]

'Every doctor should have one.'

Ratchet x Fem!Reader

SMUT MDNI 18+

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Description: Ratchet offers to pick you up after an "event" at a friend's house. Arriving and seeing you walk out after he initially said bye to you that night, he sees just what kind of party it was and what you wore to it.

Warnings: Maybe OOC, horny, lots of describing of the reader's outfit. No penetration, and not really descriptive of smut, but it is there, I promise.

A/N: It came to me in a dream, and I just had to write it; I hope I did our lovely doc justice. Also, don't be mad that I cut off the good stuff; maybe I'll do more like this if you guys actually like it.

Words: 874

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He didn't know what made his helm hurt more: the thumping music from the giant house he was currently parked in front of or the strobing lights bleeding through the windows and open doors. He's getting more irritated by the minute of the thought of his cover being blown; it's a bit odd for an ambulance to be sitting outside of a human habisuite, especially if it is not there to take care of the injured or for an emergency. He almost texts you again until he sees you strut out with multiple locals surrounding you; he has to do a double take and just about reset his optics. His engine revs up at the sight of it, a high-collared white latex nurse uniform that stops above your thigh, paired with the medical cross in orange, his orange. Your nurse's hat has the same cross in orange; your white tights lead down to a pair of black heels. Primus, seeing you just made him want to grab you in front of everyone here. Your head turns in his direction at the sound of the engine, and you wave at him. The people surrounding you looked over at him as well. He flashed his lights a few times, and you smiled back. You waltz up to him with a few others still trailing behind you, amazed that you had an ambulance for a ride.

"How the hell did you get an ambulance?" One of the boys by you asked while you started touching the hood of Ratchet.

"My lover owns it, and let me borrow him for the night." You tell him while pushing your body more into Ratchet before hopping up and sitting on his hood. You continue to rub him while you chat with the last few curious people about your ride. All the while, Ratchet was trying not to overheat from having your ass directly on him and not being able to do anything about it. You say your final goodbyes and slap Ratchet before jumping off and entering the driver's seat. You drive in relative silence, waiting for him to complain or even fuss.

"Is your underwear my orange as well?" He starts evenly, and you have to steel yourself not to drop your jaw at his boldness.

"Did you take a hit of synth-en before you came and got me?" You tease while gripping the steering wheel; you can feel his gaze on you even though you don't know where he's looking from in his alt-mode. His engine hums a bit louder before he speaks again.

"Are you even wearing a bra?" he asks lowly. That dress looks so tight." You are grinning so hard at his crassness tonight; you love it when he drops the 'I don't care about anyone' attitude.

"Wanna see the answer to your first question?" You ask as he stops in front of your garage, and never have you been more grateful to live a bit farther from town than now. He turns off his headlights, and you take that as your cue to spread your legs; he moves your seat back a bit, which makes you let out a little squeak. He lets out a little sigh while looking at you. You run your hands down your chest to give him a little show before you show him the answer to his second question. You drag your hand back up your chest and then to your neck; you grab the zipper and slowly pull it down your body. You stop halfway down your naval, slightly pushing the fabric away from your chest. You heard him let out a soft gasp.

"So, doctor, what is your diagnosis?" You ask him sweetly while leaning further back into his seating, spreading your legs a bit further while playing with the edge of your dress.

"Well, I'll have to take a closer look," he tells you. You unbuckle the seat belt, fixing your dress just a little bit, and he transforms back to his bipedal mode. He leans down to your level and then scoops you up in his hands, holding you close to his face, smelling you, and rubbing you against his intake, giving little nips to the bare area of your chest where you opened it originally.

"Mhm, such a pretty nurse you are." He whispers close to your face while giving you little kisses.

"Every doctor should have one." You giggle back before moaning when he nudges his faceplate between your legs; he moves the fabric to the side so he can taste you better. Arching your back into his large glossa, you grind into him while he uses one of his digits to rub your chest. He keeps rubbing and licking and sucking until you gasp and let out a shout of his name. He slows down his ministrations on you; while you catch your breath, he moves to lay against the side of your house. You watch him while you calm down before patting his servo, holding you, and sliding down to his modesty panel. You give him a few grinds, and he groans in response before you stop and smile up at him.

"Care for me to give you a little check-up?"

[margaret-97]

it's always where is Ratchet and never how is Ratchet

3 kids were already enough for him, but 8? im sure he was laying like this in the corner when they were taking this photo

the reference