#Vaporex

[cocajimmycola]

Vaporex-

A gender system in which something is directly tied to vaporwave within your gender . This can be anything . I.E. Vaporexcat , Vaporexbun , Vaporexclown .. ETC. Can also be a gender within itself . [ Vaporexgender ]

Retrox-

Remake of old retrox . [ Also coined by me ] A gender system in which something is directly tied to retro vibes within your gender . This can be anything . I.E. Retroxgame , Retroxthing , Retroxcat .. ETC. Can also be a gender within itself . [ Retroxgender ]

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

Bluetooth Connected

IDW Brainstorm x reader

Gender neutral AFAB, racially ambiguous, oral, clothes tearing, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, wireless dildo connected to Brainstorm’s spike, size difference

“Here come look!”

Brainstorm covered your eyes by placing a servo over your face. His other servo held onto your lap to keep you steady as you sat on his shoulder. The position was a little awkward but it was a bit better than Brainstorm holding you like a Panic Pete doll in his excitement.

You hummed a little cautious of what he was planning on showing you but still very curious.

Brainstorm has become somewhat infatuated with you. The little human aboard the Lost Light so much smaller than a minibot. It was a shock to everyone when he approached you one night at Swerve’s. He just rambled and talked while you listened. It was kind of endearing in a way.

He always seemed to find an excuse to pick you up, carry you around, spend time with you, or touch you in some way. It was honestly making Perceptor a bit nauseous watching his lab partner so lovey-dovey.

You returning his affection only made things worse. It seemed like little hearts were constantly floating around Brainstorm’s helm. It also didn’t help that Perceptor had found human pornographic magazines under one of Brainstorm’s project.

“It’s for research. When my partner and I reach that point in our relationship, I want to make sure I know what I’m doing!”

To Brainstorm’s credit Perceptor did find an actual human anatomy chart and a couple papers on human sexology with the dirty magazines but the magazines outnumbered the other items by a Long shot.

Perceptor would be working then feel the aroused pulse of Brainstorm’s EMP field as the teal bot was staring off into space. Primus help him.

It was no secret that Brainstorm wished to move your relationship past its current point. As lovely as your innocent kisses are, he couldn’t stop thinking about you spread wide on his spike. The sounds you’d make, how warm you’d feel around him, how tight your little body would be gripping onto his spike.

That was actually the biggest issue.

You barely came up to his knee plate and yet you were somehow expected to take his spike? It’s not that he doubts your abilities but he’d rather not have to go to Ratchet “I didn’t major in organics” of Vaporex to see if he can sew a human back together again.

“Ta-da!”

Brainstorm took his servo away from your face to show you what was basically a large dildo mounted on some smooth electronic components on Brainstorm’s personal desk in his habsuite.

You felt your body heat up in embarrassment. Why did he want to show you a sex toy?

“I know: too impressed to speak! I didn’t think it could be done, well I knew it could but I didn’t expect to finish it so fast!”

You slowly turned your head to face Brainstorm, a horrified and confused look on your face. He only stared back with excitement in his optics. You then looked back at the dildo.

It was the same teal and white as Brainstorm with a tapered tip and a thick middle that slimmed out near the base. It looked to have a sort of metal chord like texture to it.

Then it hit you.

“Is that your dick? Did you make a smaller version of your dick?”

Brainstorm’s engine revved in excitement at your realization. “Not only did I make a smaller you-sized version of my spike but it’s also wireless! You can take it and use it wherever you go.”

You squeezed your thighs together and covered your mouth with your hand. Brainstorm wasn’t the best at communication. He simply dove into his ideas and whims while holding you in his servo and it seems like him asking for sex was no different.

“Use?” You cautiously asked trying to make sense of what Brainstorm was insinuating.

“Yes! For vaginal, anal, and oral penetration or manual stimulation.” Brainstorm wiggled his optic ridge at the last part.

“Did you make me a dildo of your own dick?”

Brainstorm seemed almost offended by your description recoiling a little bit and putting a servo to his chasis. “Dildo? This is more than a primitive toy! As I said, it’s wireless so it’s connected to my interface panel without me having to modify my frame. Anything you do to it, I will feel.”

You flipped your attention away from the toy back to Brainstorm. His face plate was flushed blue with energon as his grip tightened on your lap. You could practically feel his spark thrumming in excitement.

“Could I try it?”

Brainstorm couldn’t help the delighted rev of his engine. The vibrations making their way through his frame and to your core. “I made it with just that in mind.”

He slid his mask off, sitting it down on the desk away from the toy before moving to kiss at your face. You guided Brainstorm so his top derma was pressed against your lips. The pliable metal surface all too familiar under your mouth. Your tongue peeking out from behind your lips to lick at his derma.

“Frag I need you so bad,” Brainstorm groaned against your mouth. He swiftly grabbed you off his shoulder before scooping up the toy from his desk and flopping on his berth with you on his chasis.

You squeaked at the sudden change in position earning an appreciative chuckle from Brainstorm. “Make more of those sounds,” he teased guiding you back to his intake.

You reached out your arms to hold his cheeks in your much smaller hands. Your lips rubbing across his dermas teasingly before finally giving in and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

His servos rested on your hips where he begun guiding you to grind your clothed pussy against his chasis. “Primus I can’t wait to feel that val-vagina,” Brainstorm corrected himself trying to use human terminology to talk about your body. You only choked out a laugh against his dermas at his verbiage.

Brainstorm pulled you away from his intake with his pride clearly bruised at your giggle.

“Is that not what your human valve is called?”

“It is but that’s like the clinical term,” you said rubbing his face plate tenderly. Brainstorm seemed to relax a little but was still a bit upset that he had gotten the phrasing wrong.

“You don’t have to try to use human terms, baby,” you said peppering kisses across his face plate. “It’s fine to call my pussy a valve.”

Brainstorm groaned having you cover him in such innocent affection while speaking about your own genitalia so casually. He’d remembered seeing nude models spreading their legs, bent over, and getting fucked in all sorts of positions within his ‘research’ magazines. Every time he imagined they were you spread out and gaping from taking a spike too big for your hole. All wet and leaking from cumming only to have your pussy plugged again by either his digits or his spike.

“I need you to get these off before I tear them off,” Brainstorm rumbled while pulling at your clothes. You considered for a minute the idea of Brainstorm tearing your clothes to shreds. While tempting you did not have an extra pair in his habsuite and Brainstorm would be all too eager to show off just exactly what he did to you.

You pulled your shirt up over your head as Brainstorm’s gentle digits ran over the skin of your chest down to your stomach. He pinched at the fat on your hips making you squeal and slap your hands down onto his chasis with your shirt still on your arms.

“You’re so soft,” Brainstorm only continued fondling your hips. “You did that on purpose,” you groaned tossing your shirt at Brainstorm’s faceplate.

Brainstorm only gave you a shit eating grin as he tossed your shirt aside. “No but I can’t say that your reaction wasn’t appreciated.” You huffed grabbing onto his servos with your hands as he fondled up and down your sides simply appreciating the flesh there.

“Don’t look at me with that face,” Brainstorm scolded tightening his grip on your hips. “I have half the mind to tear you apart on my real spike when you look at me like that.”

You couldn’t help the airy moan that came out of your mouth when you tried to speak. Brainstorm started to guide your hips to grind against his chasis. “Is that really all I have to do to make you moan?” Brainstorm teased. “Just say some dirty words and suddenly you’re leaking through your little human coverings?”

You hold onto Brainstorm’s servos as you moved your hips with the rhythm he set. “Perceptor told me he found your porn magazines,” you shot back with a mischievous smile.

Brainstorm’s servos stilled forcing your hips to stop. His optics were wide, he face flushed blue, and his lips parted like he was going to say something. For once you caught him off guard.

“Do you have a little human fetish?” You continued to tease while unbuttoning your pants. “You look so cute right now, Stormy. I wish I could take a picture of your face.”

Brainstorm’s expression changed from one of pure embarrassment to anger. He grabbed the waist of your pants pulling the fabric down your legs so fast you fell backwards. There was a slight tearing sound as he tossed your pants to the side. His servos grabbed your thighs making you spread your legs and reveal the wet spot that was growing in your underwear.

“Shut up,” Brainstorm growled as he dragged you closer to his faceplate. “Perceptor has no reason to speak to you.” His massive glossa ran over your clothed cunt. You moaned arching your hips up to his intake. “You’re mine,” Brainstorm posited his statement with another slow lick to your underwear.

You reached your hand out to hold onto one of Brainstorm’s digits as he began eating you out through your wet underwear. His dermas moved softly around your pelvis as his glossa sloppily licked at whatever he could find. “Doesn’t-fuck!,” you moaned out when Brainstorm began sucking on your pelvis area. “Doesn’t change the fact that you were jerking it to human porn on the job.” You couldn’t help but laugh at Brainstorm’s furious optics when they moved to look at your face. “Did you have this in mind when we first met?” You humped against his intake earning a pleased growl from the mech. His vocals vibrated through your entire body making you gasp out his name.

“Fuck! I’m sorry for making you wait so long! Should’ve fucked me right on the table,” you turned your head moaning and panting at Brainstorm’s treatment of your cunt.

Brainstorm moved away from your pussy grabbing the waistband of your underwear between his teeth and tearing them off your body. You had half the mind to scold him for tearing not only your pants but now your underwear but instead you were interrupted by a hot lick to your bare cunt.

“I should have,” Brainstorm agreed mulling over the taste of your pussy. “I should have spread out your little human valve right in the middle of Swerve’s. Humans stretch, if you can push another human out of this hole-“ Brainstorm rubbed his index against your pulsing hole before pushing the tip in making you arch your back and hiss in both pain and pleasure. “You could have taken my spike.”

“You would have ripped me apart!” You moan out while moving your hips against his digit.

Brainstorm looked all too pleased at you as he reached for the miniature version if his own spike. “I really would have,” he grinned. You heard a hiss like a release of air. You tilted your head back only to gawk in awe if the massive appendage before you.

His spike identical to the small version he was holding was leaking pink transfluid. Your mouth watered at the thought of licking him clean.

“Brainstorm, baby,” you said in an airy voice. “Please let me suck you. Fuck your dick looks so good!”

A shudder ran through Brainstorm that made his spike twitch. He released his grip on your legs allowing you to crawl over his chasis and to his spike. It was probably the length of your leg or just a little shorter. You couldn’t imagine trying to take him to the base but your hole pulsed at the idea anyway. Brainstorm watched appreciatively as you stood on your hands and knees just marveling at his spike. Your bare ass and pussy presented to him like a present.

“Go ahead, sweet spark,” Brainstorm moaned as he measured the smaller version of his spike against your cunt. “It’s all yours.”

You practically pounced on his spike your hands rubbing over the biolights as they pulsed the same blue light as his eyes. Your tongue traced up his shaft to his leaky head in worship. Brainstorm gasped out curling his hips forward into your eager touch. Your tongue slurped up as much of his transfluid as you could. Brainstorm nearly dropped the miniature version of his spike at the feeling of your soft mouth working his spike. It was everything he’d ever dreamed of. Those fantasies and restless recharge cycles spent thinking about your cute lips wrapped around him, your soft pussy leaking in front of him, everything was finally coming together.

Your hips wiggled so cutely in front of him he couldn’t help but press the tip of the miniature spike to your hole.

You gasped pushing your hips back at the feeling.

Brainstorm whined being able to feel both your leaky cunt and your hands at the same time. “Is it too much, baby?” You murmured with your lips trailing his spike. Brainstorm moaned out your name as he pushed the tip of the toy inside of you.

“Keep-“ Brainstorm felt his body glitch in pleasure. “Keep sucking.” He was panting at the simultaneous feeling of your pussy wrapped around him via the miniature of his spike and your lips on his actual member.

You obeyed Brainstorm’s plea kissing and sucking on the tip of his cock while slowly moving your hips against his miniature. “You taste so good, Stormy,” you moaned while licking the transfluid off your lips. Brainstorm’s servo grabbed the back of your head pushing you back down onto his spike. You squeaked out a surprised noise as your mouth engulfed the head of his spike once more.

He slipped more of the miniature into you his intake open and drooling at the feeling of both your pussy and mouth on him. Your tongue licking and teasing his slit while the wet walls of your cunt gripped him.

You squeezed your eyes shut feeling your hole being spread open over the thickest part of the miniature. You whined around his spike trying to push your hips back against the toy. It was then with a wet pop that you were able to take Brainstorm’s miniature spike to the base.

You felt stretched beyond belief. Your hole having never taken something so big. You sloppily licked around Brainstorm’s spike feeling drunk off of his spike. You needed more of him, you wanted more of him. Your hips rose and fell over the toy as Brainstorm held it to keep it steady. You were so soft, so wet. He couldn’t believe the feeling if your soft little human valve wrapped around him while you licked and worshiped his spike.

His eyes followed your pussy as his miniature slid in and out of your greedy hole with every rise and fall of your hips. The wet slapping of your drooling cunt against the metal of the toy was enough to have Brainstorm shivering and humping your mouth with his actual spike.

You moaned, hearts practically in your eyes, letting Brainstorm take from your mouth what he wanted.

“You’re so good,” there was a slight glitch in Brainstorm’s vocalizers. “I don’t think I’d be able to stop. I’m going to keep your valve stretched out like this all the time.” You shivered grinding your hips at the base of the toy. You released your mouth from Brainstorm’s spike with a wet pop as you wrapped your arms around the metal appendage. His humped against your torso while you bounced on the toy. The stimulation was proving too much and Brainstorm couldn’t hold back the cry of your name as he covered you in his transfluids.

Your face and torso were flooded with the glowing pink substance. You stood still in shock not expecting there to be so much cum. You looked over your shoulder at your panting lover. His optics half lidded and his intake open. His vents rushed air in and out trying to cool him down and the sight of your face covered in his release didn’t help.

He could still feel your pussy wrapped around him. Fluttering walls making him whine in overstimulation.

You smirked at his noise as you brought your hips up only to slam them back down. Brainstorm let out an almost pained moan but did nothing to stop you.

“Feel good?” You teased leaning forward so Brainstorm could get a better view of your sloppy cunt slobbering all over the miniature of his spike. Brainstorm nodded and for once was without words.

You eagerly bounced on his toy taking whatever you wanted from him. His optic ridges pulled together as he winced. It was starting to hurt having you fuck him after his overload but the feeling of your walls so wet and tight around him was too wonderful to stop.

“Mmmm,” you moaned arching your back. “I cant wait to use this again. I might keep it in me all day.”

Brainstorm swore under his breath his servos grabbing your hips to guide you up and down the toy. “You’d look so cute trying not to cum in front of everyone,” you teased. “No one would have any idea that your little human was using you like a toy.”

Brainstorm’s grip was bruising. You shivered knowing you’d have the imprints of his servos on your hips for days to come. Your hand wandered down to your clit rubbing the tight bundle in circles. The room was filled with the sounds of panting, gasping, and the wet plapping of your pussy as you fucked yourself on Brainstorm’s miniature.

“Fuck!” You cried tears coming to your eyes. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum all over your spike!”

You screamed Brainstorm’s name as a rush of fluids exited your body. Your squirt dripped down Brainstorm’s teal plating as you rode out your high. Your words were a jumbled mess of praise and Brainstorm’s name. He felt his spark flutter in pure bliss seeing his lover covered in his transfluid riding out their high on top of him.

“So good,” You muttered before feeling your knees go weak. Brainstorm’s servos kept you steady and balanced as he slipped you off the toy. A string of your slick arousal still connected your pulsing cunt to the miniature. He slowly rested your body against his helm as he carefully set the miniature aside.

You panted letting your body rest against his helm with your legs draped over his chasis. Your pussy still throbbing from your orgasm.

“I love you,” Brainstorm panted while stroking up your body with one of his servos. You turned your head pressing kisses to the side of his face plate. “Do you think you could make one of those but it’s my pussy instead?”

You had to hold on tight to Brainstorm’s faceplate as he jolted up in the berth. His eyes wide in excitement and realization. “I bet I could!” Brainstorm exclaimed his mind already running wild with ideas. You giggled holding onto his helm already excited for what he had planned.

[redsea8me]

I need a description of the daily life of this small family of 3 🙏🏾

OKAY I GENUINELY GOT SO EXCITED FOR THIS ASK I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THEM

okay but uh… where to start…

Okay so, Vaporex is the super awesome little midwestern town that nobody knows exists and Ratchet popped out of the small hotspot there and Chromatin nabbed him before anyone else could and he quickly became her medical assistant/son boy whom she loves dearly and also wakes up at 5 am bc it is Time To Go To Work and every morning Ratchet is like Mamma please stop doing this

Chromatin is very action focused, spending time with her means working with her or watching her work while she explains it, idk, Ratchets quality time with her ranged from from sudden onsite medical lessons to quiet evenings w/ energon by a fire under the night sky while Ratchet talked excitedly about about the future

Bellarin is a travelling merchant, so she isn’t home all the time but her and her family are constantly writing letters to each other, when she’s home she’s very much the one to take Ratchet on fun adventures (read: hunting trips bc she is lizard) and sometimes Ratchet travels with her, she knows like a hundred different languages and has taught Ratchet a few, her and him bully each other playfully, she teases him relentlessly and will be the first person to pull out the embarrassing baby photos

(on the topic of baby, when Ratchet was newly forged he had no idea about Bellarin at all until suddenly she showed up in Chroma’s house middle of the night and she herself had no idea about her new son and when Chromatin was woken up by the two of them she had to explain everything)

it’s all very fun when Ratchet leaves for Iacon to go to medschool bc this is baby’s first trip by himself (Chromatin cried) and when he gets there nearly the first thing he does is call his parents but it’s awful and awkward bc Vaporex isn’t really.. advanced at all, there is a singular phone that belongs to Chromatins medical bay and it trying to reach Iacon is a little hard 😭 they call as often as they can tho

getting calls from them is always a doozy but Ratchet always responds bc his sleep schedule is shit at medschool, it’s very funny tho bc Chromatin is very blunt and oft forgoes social conventions/cues (she’s autistic) so sometimes the first words out of her mouth when Ratchet picks up the phone is “Have you eaten, boy?” And Ratchet has to decide on whether or not he feels like facing the consequences of his answer or not (3am breakfast)

sometimes when they call it’s after or during one of Ratchets party moments and Chromatin won’t notice but Bellarin will Know and will encourage him (she’s an enabler) and remind him to be safe (she reminds him that if he gets kicked out bc of his partying Chromatin will be Very Disappointed and it shakes him to his core)

sometimes they drop by unexpectedly bc Bellarin is a Very Fancy Lady who goes to Very Fancy Events and she’s bringing her Mountain of a Wife with her Fuck You so sometimes they pull up

it always startles everyone a bit bc Bella walks in like she owns the place and Chroma plods along behind with her cane hitting the ground threateningly bc she’s big and scary and also doesn’t like new places so her permanent resting bitch face looks even worse (she earns the charms of Ratchets professors tho bc even if her medical knowledge is very dated and she doesn’t have a formal education her ability to work with limited materials in a stressful environment is next to none) but Ratchets parents scare his peers a bit but he probably does too honestly

uh ending it here bc I’ve realized I’ve tapped a lot about things that weren’t really your question 😭

[medicdoodles]

A mashup of IDW and Seige canon of Ratchet and Deadlock, meet and run his underground asylum.

Based on Dialogue trees you get from Futomimi and Sakagahi, when you do the Aferlife Bell quest in SMT Nocturne.

For Ratchlock day.

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There's a stain shaped like a human.

Work hard, do your best, and eventually you'll get somewhere.

When Ratchet transferred from the highest ranked schooling from Vaporex to the political charged state of Iacon, he expected pointed comments. He expected turned up faces. What he didn't know was how much he would be pushed into being an engineer.

Sure he has some skill in the field, many of his professors have left comments on it but never has he imagined being one. However, Ratchet found that his study to become a medic was going nowhere. Everywhere he went all of the classes would refuse his application, but he didn't give up.

If he wasn't going to be an official student he could still go to classes. When other mechs would sneak out or skip lectures he would slip in. Medic trainees would pay him to do their homework and he took it. All this hard work pays off, he gets the top scores, his engineering career is going well too. When his colleagues get hurt he can repair them better than the campus doctors. Then he graduated...

He gets hired to work on ground bridge operations. It doesn't excite him but it was honest work, and he could save enough money to carry equipment for a first aid kit. Once he was shipped off to the outskirts of the Dead End, that's where he finds his calling.

Since all fast travel in the area was decommissioned, Ratchet was forced to drive out to all locations. It wasn't too bad, but since he was the only one willing to do this job he was on his own. That's when he sees in person just how much Cybertron has abandon.

Streets filled with broken mechs and ruined buildings. There's no hope here, and his white paint lights up against the ash filled air, stains the vision of the city. It was silent until a siren went off in the distance. Despite him knowing the police's pensions for brutality, seeing it with his own eyes still frighten him.

"You're going to be okay." He hears a bot the panic in his voice. "Just hang in there, I'm going to get you help. Just hold on." Ratchet makes it to the voice. It was two bots in the middle of the road, both covered in blood. However, one person is down, closer to death.

"I don't think I can...", said bot also coughs up more blood. "Just wait for me to pass on. Then you can scavenge my parts."

"It's not fair." The mech brakes eye contact, looking to the sky. Then he looks towards the siren lights driving away. "They killed the wrong bot..."

"Let me try to help." Ratchet walks up to two mechs. The back mind is yelling at him, he's a ground bridge operator, an engineer, never even picked ot study medic. He can't do this, but he also can't stand here doing nothing. "I can't promise anything, but please I want to help."

They both look at him with a befuddled faces. He knows they shouldn't trust him but something must have broken because they allow him to help. They let him operate, and by the end of it all they thanked him, and for the first time since he left his home village, he felt proud of himself.

That's when Ratchet knew the direction of where is life is going. He would make money fixing and maintaining public works, taking other jobs, and making as much money as he could to build a clinc. He set it up in the center of Dead End, chosen it to give it resistance the fastest access to him. He worked himself tirelessly between these jobs and for the first time in his life. He managed to find success and happiness.

Do you think my life was a success?

Yes

>No

I see... yeah you might be right.

Just when I thought I achieved happiness, my fortune collapsed like a house of cards.

Then the outside world gotten word about it. The Senate at first only saw the healing of Dead End's bots. That they would start to walk around and they would fix the left over peices of the city. Had enough energy to walk around and wanted to start working.

However, Ratchet soon discovered that this was unwanted. That if Dead End successfully pulled itself together and made it possible to be something, then the fundamental ideology of Functionism would be thrown into question. If that where to happen, what other mechs would go against the class systems set forward by them.

It couldn't stand, so they made sure it didn't, and so they set off a bomb. Framed as an accident during transit from the military bases, they had approved of it being set off. Then they approved of some police officers to do a quick sweep of firing rounds to hit what remained. They're mission wasn't to kill anyone but if the managed too, it wasn't seen as a bad thing.

At the time Ratchet was sent off planet to see if he could assist in fixing a space bridge from Lunar-2 to Tyger Pax. Of course when it played on the news he tried to ground bridge there, but couldn't. His first transporters where destroyed, when he did get back, his clinc as well. Then when he made it home, his house was raided too.

Nothing made him feel so powerless than when he was stopped at the front door. A mech had pinned him against the wall of his assigned room and warned him away from returning to Dead End. That if they found out he went back he wouldn't be able to keep his face.

Worse was when the said mech had his hands wonder all over his body, and said next time he gets sent out he has permission to do as he pleases with him. Ratchet also finds all of his funds were frozen out, and when he does get access to them all of the money had disappeared.

You should be careful. You never know what tomorrow may bring...

After all of that, Ratchet still tries to help. He still returns to assist all the mechs of the city. They still look at him with hopefully eyes, but understanding that they could never crawl out by their own strength. Many where mad at him for even letting them entertain the idea. Others where mad for him, after all it was one thing to steal from bots with nothing on them. It was another to kick the bot who tries to give a hand to someone who needs it.

Most bots however, joined the Decepticons. They believed that if the government had been threatened by their peaceful solution then they would coware at their revolution. All of this would lead to their planet dying, not that the blame could be one sided. The Senate and later the Autobots would fight them to standstill.

Ratchet would find himself in the middle of it. At first he tried to stay neutral but the bots of Dead End where quick to bring up the attack. Then it was shaking down his person and finally braking into his home and ransacking his equipment.

Traitor was branded on his door, then on his frame. When Ratchet returned to work with a still orange smelter on his left hip, his friend Wheeljack, help him join the Autobots. For a time he was safe, the squad he joined even allowed him to repair any bot whom he wanted, even Decepticons were allowed to be fixed.

Do you think my life was a success?

>Yes

No

That's what everybody else thought, too.

...until that one day.

That was until a superior officer had came down for a vist. When they saw Ratchet repair two mechs with purple badges, they made it clear to him this would stop. If he gets caught again they would charge him with treason and he would be place on the enemy list. That's when he knew he had to go.

Being a deserter was a lighter charge than being a traitor. With his life on the line again, Ratchet has to go, because he could never leave a bot to die. In his spark he could never leave a mech to die without trying. He gives Wheeljack his coordinates, he trust that mech to only uses it when absolutely necessary.

Or at least he did.

The next time he sees his former colleague the bot had brought in toe a former bailiff turned Assassin. They force Ratchet to hand over everything on his person. The bots he was traveling with where tied down and put into custody of the Prime.

For the first time in my life, I had the urge to kill.

He was left on the ground, one push away from the cliffside. Wheeljack had saved his life but at the freedom of others. That's when he tells him to never find him again. That if he truly is sorry, he would only give that location to mechs who need it. They both promised something that day and that would be the last time he would speak to him, or it seemed.

So much anger,

As the war went on, Ratchet would travel. He would make a portable ground bridge went to the next battlefields and collect both parts and bots left behind to die. Like a Grim Reaper, he walks the path of death. However, he wouldn't take life he would do his best to keep it.

Rumor about his presence as a super natural entity made it easier to avoid authority. Many bots who believed in apparitions would come with him quietly. When he repaired them all of them would stay by him. When two bots of different factions would meet, it was almost always up to him to keep them civil.

Then he ran into Deadlock. The bot he gained feelings for. At first he didn't recognize him, but in private the mech tells him about the time they first met. That he was standing in the middle of the road in his friend's arm about to die. Then he adimts about the time he almost turned him to Megatron.

But the only way he could place Deadlock to the incidents is when he spoke those words to him. "Come on Doc, don't think like that. Everyone has kindness in their hearts."

That's when Ratchet's spark drops. This was the mech who was sent to capture him. Who knew of his habit of helping injured bots and almost trapped him into the Decepticons. Whenever he looks at Deadlock now, all he sees is a bot who has changed course, and doesn't he deserve a chance at it.

Ratchet of course also has a bad habit of letting mechs who hurt him do it again. So they both come to an agreement, he repairs Deadlock and takes him to back. The mech agrees to help him out with his operations.

So that's what they did. Ratchet would travel around and Deadlock would follow in tow. Keeping him safe and holding down bots when their reflexes kicked in. Later when their party had gotten too big to travel around and the building became to full. Deadlock drove off without a word.

Weeks became months and when two years passed by the mech came back. He tells Ratchet that he managed to find a bombed down theater that still had functional power. It was large enough for housing and medical care. When he shows him Ratchet is so relieved that he kisses him on the spot.

Deadlock field goes haywire but he doesn't reject it. Instead he grabs Ratchet's frame and frags him hard and wild, places him on the stage. With his groveling voice yells into Ratchet's microphone pick ups that he can't wait when the crew comes in. That after a long shift of picking up bots and patching up frames they would do this again, and next time they will have an audience to perform for.

That was the only time they had. As most of it was being too exhausted with fixing the building. Making sure that it look destroyed from the outside, having to only fix the bottom floors without collapsing the building from the top proved to be difficult. Even with the mechs he saved helping out, many issuses of resources and planning was still too much to worry about.

So Deadlock planned to search again. He spends his last night just sitting next to Ratchet. Telling him not worry, and he will comm every day just to reassure him of his safety. Ratchet gives him his ground bridge. Tells him to come back immediately after he finds something he thinks will help and that he will pick up his calls even if he can't talk back.

That was the last time they speak together, because once Ratchet was properly situated he update Wheeljack of his location.

There's a stain shaped like a human.

That's when he finds Impactor and things spirals out of control. Between Wheeljack taking Optimus Prime here, their entourage raising tempers and talks about Megatron abuse of the Matrix. Ratchet has to leave.

Many of his mechs encourage him to stay. Prime has no power here and if they want his help he should force the Autobots to promise to leave them alone. He doesn't answer them, he knows Wheeljack has betrayed him before. That the army has force his hands, but something tells him complying is the best option.

He turns to Impactor, tells him to tell the bigger bots to take care of the sick. Ratchet knows that mech has turned himself around and regained his spark. So it comes to a surprise that the mech follows behind him. Defending him from Elita-One and even sacrificing his own frame by pulling his comm out.

They violated him and still Impactor smiles at him, stays with him and gives his life for him. He sees his spark give out, but never sees his new found love of life leave his body.

That mankin died. He died the instant he became human. You see humans cannot exist in the vortex world...

As he boards the Arc, Ratchet gets a call from Deadlock. When he reached to answer the distance is to far.

[pluage-docters-go-brrrrrr]

So I thought of this last night after watching a quick review of the Friday the 13th movies and it has been in my head since. (The video is by the youtuber chalupa. This is in tfp btw.)

So basically on cyberteon, after the war, there's this successful horror movie trilogy and the directors are thinking of making the final part of the series. They want to make the one character that has been watching from the sidelines the whole time. Then one guy gets the idea to get a popular figure to be that character. But the only popular figures at the time are political figures.

So they go to like Bumblebee or Arcee or something and their like "nah, the movie business isn't really my thing." But like they have Ratchet with them for some reason and he's like, "oh wow, being in a movie sure sounds interesting." So like the directors are like sure why not and make some adjustments to this new character to just make them Ratchet. Because Ratchet's smart and would figure the bad guys whole flow very easily.

So like they just have ratchet in here with seasoned actors and like 1/12 of the shit he does is like improvised cus the directors told him to just be himself the whole time. And most of the script was pretty accurate.

I have two scenes floating in my head at this point. So the first is the whole introduction of the new character thing and it's like a whole interview for like a talk show or something and like in the middle of the answer to a question the bad guy walks in and like he's murdered 3 people at this point and ratchet just goes like this:

(Can't draw the back of ratchet's head lol) Two seconds later ratchet just shoots the guy like 10 times.

The second is like the bad guy is thought to be dead because the girl main character stabed him 45 times and they all start walking away but then the bad guy gets up and so they all have to do a climactic turn around. And when they turn around ratchet's just like "fuck this guy" picks up a vase and like smashes it on the guys head. The bad guy falls to the floor and junk and and ratchet casually just does this:

So(off topic) the tf wiki page for tfp ratchet says he's from a small village outside of iacon or something so I'm spawning artistic liberties and saying the village is in vaproex. Thus making him Ratchet of vaporex, and I head cannon he looks more like someone from iacon than from vaporex so everyone just assumes he's from iacon. So when the credits are being made ratchet's all like "oh btw I'm from vaporex" and everyone's like "oh no we put iacon." But ratchet just like changes so it reads "Ratchet of Vaporex as Ratchet of Iacon" instead. They kept it because they were too scared to change it.

I shared this with @shroombat14 already and I thought it would be better to write it down in case I ever want to make a fic or comic about it. I'll probably reblog to add any new ideas to this idea dump. Maybe new visuals as well. 🤷‍♂️

[ghoulz4foolz]

Alright I have a lot of thoughts about TF:One!!! [SPOILERS BELOW]

So, firstly, I loved it! There was a whole lot good about it, but I am mostly going to discuss my criticisms. Just because I have some things I don't care for/would change doesn't mean I didn't like it or don't value it as a fresh start!

My biggest issue was with giving Optimus and Megatron the exact same origin. It set up a great relationship between them, but leaves their later development a bit unfounded. So much of the reason OP and Megs have different views is because of their origin. Megatron was a miner in the pits of Kaon (sometimes Tarn in some continuities), a gladiator. He had nothing if he didn't take it himself. Orion Pax was an archivist. Not high class, but not bottom rung.

Transformers is nothing if not a class commentary. By making Optimus and Megatron complete equals you miss out on the story of Why Megatron is more willing to lead by force. He had to be forceful. Optimus didn't endure the same hardships. Optimus studied history while Megatron fought and worked day in and day out. This doesn't make one more right inherently, but it's **why** they act so differently. The movie frames it like Megatron was just angrier and more prone to violence. You lose all the threads that add nuance to the class commentary. People in oppressive regimes are more likely to act upon their oppressors. Making them equally oppressed makes Optimus seem so much more moral for wanting to overthrow Sentinel without violence.

They also made almost all the autobots shown miners, while the decepticons were the ex high guard. This was a bizarre choice to me. It made the Autobots the working folk while the Decepticons were on the outskirts, not participating actively in the society. I don't actually dislike the choice to make the Decpticon high command the ex guard. It could be super interesting. I just found it strange that no other Iacon citizens (that I saw!!) Were would-be cons.

Also!! I didn't care for Iacon being the one and only place on Cybertron pretty much. It's mentioned as a city, but it seems to be the only city there is. The movie really homogenized the planet. Where is Kaon? Vos? Vaporex? Small criticism, but I think it would have added a lot of depth to see a whole planet revolutionize rather than one city.

Ultimately, I know most of these choices were made to start the series new in an easy-to-consume format, but in doing so, they lost a lot of stuff I really valued about things like the IDW run (and even Bayverse)

[thenamesblurrito]

since cybertron Presumably doesn't have France, what do they call that specific type of Smooch?

PRESUMABLY HGALJAHAAHLGJGHA

anon ty this is the funniest ask i have gotten in a long while

i immediately scoured my maps for F location names but there's not a lot of options. Ferromax kiss? Vauvaire kiss? Vaporex kiss? perhaps instead of a tongue tango they have a glossa glide? there's always the tried and true term makeout which i think i've been defaulting to. uhhh i dunno uh. facial vehicular manslaughter??? i don't know, i give you free reign to go with whatever is funniest

kissing is of course not the only form of affection especially for people with faceplates instead of lips

[decepticonfessional]

Finally got a good chunk of basic functionality working with Cybercattle Ranch, so now I can start building out scenes. There are three ranch locations - Toraxxis, Monoplex, and Vaporex. I’ll be focusing on the first one, which is where Bumblebee, Cliffjumper, Smokescreen, and Bluestreak all are, with the starting mechabull being Magnus.

[fieldmedicine]

"Look," Ratchet mutters, cheek resting on his fist. "Me and him grew up the same. I mean, sure, Vaporex is way up to the north and the Pious Pools are down past Tetrahex out on the coast, but it was the same kind of thing. Little religious enclave, one service hall, everybot knowing everybot."

He fiddles with the empty drink in front of him, tapping his index against the glass.

"I got out early. I don't think Rung ever left."

[rifleseye]

I've talked about it in depth with a friend (who is not on here) But here's my general headcanon for what the Lost Light's crew structure and layout is like.

LOST LIGHT CREW STRUCTURE

Captain: Rodimus Prime of Nyon Second-in-command: Ultra Magnus of Ambus Minor Third-in-command: Drift of Rodion

Director of Science: Perceptor of Nova Cronum Director of Medicine: Ratchet of Vaporex ( Formerly ), First Aid of Hydrax, Velocity of Aperium ( Temporary ) Director of Communication: Blaster of Iacon Director of Security: Red Alert of Iacon ( Formerly ), Hound of Lower Monoplex Director of Engineering: Hoist of Kalis ( Formerly ), Nautica of the Western Camien Sea

Lead Pilot and Navigator: Mainframe of Altihex Lead Mechanic: Nautica of the Western Camien Sea Lead Psychiatrist: Rung of the Pious Pools Lead Weapons Engineer: Brainstorm of Operation: Solar Storm Internal Affairs Committee: Rodimus, Ultra Magnus, Xaaron, (Sometimes Directors)

LOST LIGHT SHIP LAYOUT

The Lost Light is segmented into 3 different decks. These decks are further separated into smaller floors and wings. The ship was built in segments, which was then all brought together in a cohesive structure. The engines were added last and are detachable from the rest of the structure for ease of swapping and general repair.

DECK 1 — All of the hab suites. Observation decks. Visage’s. Mess hall. Lecture halls. DECK 2 — Bridge. Light storage. Offices. Meeting hall. Swerve’s. Communications. DECK 3 — R&D. Medical. Heavy storage. Generator + engine rooms. Brig. Shuttle bays. Reservoir. Laboratories.

[cocajimmycola]

Assorted Badges

Vaporex , Retrox , Dollemo , Dollpunk , Timdyria , Solarcreation , Mercurycreation , Venuscreation , Earthcreation , Marscreation , Jupitercreation , Saturncreation , Uranuscreation , Neptunecreation , Plutocreation

[poptimus-prime]

Ratchet+ sweets

He prefers his sweets to also be spicy because it reminds him of home. Hailing from Vaporex means that he has a high spice tolerance because that's just what he's become accustomed to.

At least while he's eating it. We can talk about the consequences afterward.

[redsea8me]

You guys should know about the banger idea I had for Ratchets parents awhile back bc they are my everything I won’t lie

admittedly this totally started out as ‘hmm, Ratchet used to live in a small village… I wonder who taught him medicine then..’ and then suddenly BAM 💥 Chromatin, #1 grumpy mom (she’s the really big one) and her smaller, meaner wife Bellarin

Chromatin used to work as a blacksmith in Vaporex before losing her arm in an explosion and afterwards she took up medicine so that she could give people a better chance than she did at the time

Bellarin is sort of a travelling merchant (she also transforms into a frilled lizard bc I thought it’d be funny) and she’s sassy and mean (and likes to steal things) and doesn’t really stay in one place for very long, but always makes sure to visit her wife

[transingthoseformers]

The next part of the Dratchet Family AU starts years later when Ratchet is established herself. A quick background for Drift and Ratchet.

Ratchet is born in Vaporex to Remedy (a Medic) and Cogwheel (an Engineer) who broke several laws to create her. They manage to slip her in as a member of the Golden Harvest with Remedy’s credentials. Ratchet has no idea she was created this way as culturally and "scientifically" it is known the only one who is supposed to be able to reproduce with someone else is the Prime. Ratchet is quickly identified as being a Medical Frame with outstanding dexterity.

Drift is born as part of a helicopter request for the military during a war. She is extra and unneeded so her Spark is going to be sent for “reprocessing” since it doesn’t meet the charge criteria, but the Foreman takes pity on her and sticks her in a speedster frame before rushing her out without ID but at least she lived.

Ratchet made waves early with her “miracle hands”, discovery of a new treatment for Pigment Nanite Fading in older Cybertronians. She refuses to peddle in “recommended upgrades” (a la Victorian doctors paired with miracle cures) unless they have actual backing. This has put her at odds with both certain investors in her hospital now that she has been promoted to one of the head doctors. She has the saving grace of her skill and reputation that makes her difficult to dispose of.

Drift has a rough life because without an ID she doesn't exist and can't do anything. Can't get legal work, can't get "societal support programs", can't leave the city legally, or exist. She has to get by doing crimes and with others who aren't deemed "fit for society". This is how she meets Ratchet who had been caught up in Sentinel's Civil War with Zeta and ends up being saved by Drift who'd been making money during the chaos of the war.

They stay in contact, start working out of the back rooms of bars until Ratchet has enough prestige to open her own clinic which Drift helps pay for and is definitely breaking the law and treating people under the table without payment or ID required. She also has an anonymous contact in the Church who helps get clean IDs for people that come into the Clinic.

Any onto accidental baby acquisition.

Hot Rod is born from the Silver Bloom, the last generation born before the war. He was born in the Nyon Hot Spot, but was sent to Rodion’s Deltaran Medical Facility’s Crèche when it was discovered he was Matrix Compatible on orders of the Governor of Nyon, Thunderwing, who was dealing with Pickup’s Crisis, which is a protest turned arm conflict being ran by veterans from Sentinel’s Rebellion against Zeta.

Hot Rod is very curious and becomes known for his penchant for breaking out and visiting others. All of the medics are constantly having to snatch the protoform up and bring him back. He likes following people around and is strangely social and fearless for a newborn. The patients are enchanted by him as many have not seen a young protoform before. Ratchet actually meets him first when she is doing her rounds and keeps running into giggling and eventually is told about the small rider she has on her. Hot Rod has magnetized to her back.

Hot Rod is a very social and likes to do rounds visiting the log term patients and workers. The workers learn to check themselves at the door and it becomes a game for him of hiding on people.

Drift makes a deal with Hardtop (Swindle's sibling) to get parts for the Clinic.

When Hardtop and Drift break in to the Deltaran Facility for supplies for the MPC patients, Hot Rod wakes up and thinks that they are playing a game and loves visitors. He magnetizes to Drift who gives him good vibes. Drift makes it far and tries to transform only for her proximity sensor to go off as if she has something jammed in her seams. She finds Hot Rod who is delighted and giggly and she takes him to the safe house and alerts Ratchet via their private channel.

Ratchet and Drift plan for how to get Hot Rod back in and Ratchet comes up with the idea that he magnetized to her when she left and will fake a return to her office and out, making a point to walk near the Crèche. She intends to return with him in the morning, but before they can the missing protoform is reported and the polity is in chaos because one of the two Matrix Bearers born in this generation has been taken. (The other one is Thunderclash.) Sentinel Prime sends out his personal guards to investigate it and suddenly the crime know includes heresy which is a capital offense.

Hot Rod spends time with them and Drift calls him “Roddy” because he is the “Rodion Protoform” in the news cycle. Roddy bonds with them to the point he starts imitating their frame, imprinting on them to take Ratchet's red and Drift's speedster frame which is deeply concerning and why protoforms are kept in the Crèche until they are assigned a caretaker and can bond with them.

Drift is trying to track down Hardtop to threaten him into silence as he only other person that knows Drift was there and Hardtop attempts to kidnap Hot Rod after talking to Drift and escapes. Drift doesn't tell Ratchet but she goes after Hardtop fully intending to kill him.

The reason Hardtop wanted to kidnap Hot Rod is that he got an offer from Alpha Trion to bring him the protoform.

Ricochet, AT's agent, is sent to make sure it works out. When things go haywire he is supposed to “clean things up”. Hardtop, panicking, tries to contact the Primal Agents investigating, Heretech and Wing, but Ricochet gets him first.

Hardtop is found dead which makes Drift nervous. Ricochet though is one of Ratchet’s patients as he investigates and observes them as Hardtop had reported they had them in the message Ricochet intercepted. Ricochet likes them enough to decide to not kill the good doctor and her lover.

There is a confrontation at the Clinic when Drift catches Ricochet trying to take Hot Rod and fights him. The Clinic gets lit on fire in the struggle with Hot Rod's Outlier ability activating and Heretech and Wing show up joining the fight. Ratchet who'd been shot is dragged out by Wing.

Ratchet is arrested by Wing on suspicion of crimes against the Primacy. He protects her from Heretech, who wants to kill her because he likes killing, but Wing stops him by cutting off Heretech's hands, protecting her as he realizes she's carrying. She begs him to save Drift and Roddy, but he sadly informs her that the fire is too hot and Ratchet passes out. Drift, impaled on her own sword, has to watch Ricochet disappear with Hot Rod and manages to drag herself out into an alley pursuing him and is delirious for days.

By the time Drift wakes up Ratchet is known to have been taken which she knows is synonymous with execution and becomes determine to find Ricochet and the missing baby, their baby.

Ratchet meanwhile wakes up in a gilded cage, healed and with a tracking anklet and Wing walks in. He updates her on the situation. Neither Drift nor the protoform were found in the ruins and are believed to be dead and the bodies melted with the rest of the building given the heat. Ratchet is horrified and she asks dully why they have not charged her with heresy. Wing informs her she has been given a Special Exemption due to extenuating circumstances. This is how she learns about Pharma and her carrying.

There's some legal things surrounding protection of carrying mechanisms in religion that Sentinel doesn't want to fuck with so either Ratchet lets him claim the baby and gets in line really quickly or Primal Consort Mirage has a miracle child. Ratchet takes the former and becomes the Primal Doctor and Sentinel's "Amica", getting to know Mirage and adopting an outward appearance of piety to protect Pharma, who is her last connection to Drift. She becomes friends with Wing who was her contact cleaning the IDs.

Drift starts her quest to find Ricochet and this knocks into a whole hornet's nest called Alpha Trion, Jazz, and Ravage.

Oooo damn, so Ratchet's backstory is a mystery to her for a while

Interesting on the detail of the Prime supposedly being the only one who can reproduce, because I think we've definitely thought about that before on this blog too

Awww on Drift and Ratchet working together to help people

Roddie is adorable and amazing

Ah shit it's the special cops

Oh no

Oh no Ratty oh no

damnnnnnn.

Sentinel? Not wanting to fuck with something? You don't see that all that often

damnnn. That's one hell of an adventure

[pluage-docters-go-brrrrrr]

So my latest post is of my take on Ratchet's family so I'm going to yap now to make the little tid bits make more sense.

Opal (Ratchet's carrier) lived durring the quentasons (wired tentacle guys with the 6 faces) time on cybertron and when crazy when they left. It was the first time she felt aloud to live, then the functionist views started becoming mainstream, so inorder to nkt be traped in a live she hated she and her boyfriend at the time Starburst (I need to work on a design) when to a life of crime.

She and Starburst would go to the new cybertronian colonies and cause trouble, she became infamous in cybertronian culture calling herself Iacons finest (or greatest). She would go on a crazy streak though and cross like 70 billion lines when she and Starburst kidnapped Alpha Trion to make a statement, they keept him for a cybertronian month. And in that month all the prime does is antaginize Opal for being an idiot and wasting her youth. Opal not taking this well beats the living shit out of him. Starburst having to keep her from killing him at times.

When Alpha Trion was released, Opal found out she was carrying Jethopper and she and Starburst were super excited about it. A few months later they have Jethopper and they go on hiatus. Unfortunately Alpha Trion was right and a group of shooters found their hideout and shoot them. Starburst didn't survive and Opal barely escaped with Jethopper intact. The shooters think they killed both of them and tell the public. So now Opal is in hiding trying to keep the public perception that she's dead. While she's trying to keep Jethopper quiet she gets found by Overheadred, he honestly wasn't even going to do anything till he saw the baby.

So he took them back to vaporex with him got them situated, and their relationship developed like the relationship in Godzilla Minus One. Eventually they become conjux endura and Opal finds out she's carrying again. This time it's with twins, Ratchet and Clank. (See what I did there.) They had trouble though because Ratchet decides that Clank is delicious and tries to eat her while their orbiting around her spark, they have to detach them multiple times. Making their magnetic connection way too strong. And eventually when they are born Clank almost dies because Ratchet took his sweet time whilst choking her. The doctors have to put her on life support while Ratchet screams.

Clank pulls through, and now they have a picture of Ratchet giving Clank a side eye while she's showing she's alive. The twins become menaces to their tiny southern village, playing puppies (attacking eachother in broad daylight), collecting their handouts (shoplifting), and driving their parents insane servo in servo. Jethopper likes to tease them, Clank specifically because she's a lot more sensitive than Ratchet, Ratchet likes to one up him and he hates it.

Overheadred bonds with his boys over science, doing experiments with them and encourages their curiosity and creativity. With Clank he has to get creative, she's a horse girl so he takes her to a riding range all the time. He brought Ratchet one time now he's banned.

Eventually they grow up and develop very different views on authority. Clank does what she's told no questions, she's very obedient and her teachers love her. Ratchet's in his rebel phase. Sneaking out, using his genius for evil. Surprisingly his grades don't dwindle while he's doing this. Eventually he and his sister graduate and they get scholarships to collage, Clank gets a full scholarship to a local law school while Ratchet gets a scholarship to Iacon medical. THE medical school.

This makes Opal terrified because he looks just like her, so she bans him from going to Iacon. This makes him so mad because he getting denied opportunities while his mom's having a panic attack due to her criminal past in Iacon.

Ratchet ends up getting tired of that and runs away to Iacon. Leaving a note saying how he's not missing out on the chance of a life time, Overhead cried for a few weeks. Then Clank left for law school. They don't get updates from Ratchet till he's done with his first semester of med school. Up until the war starts they have almost constant communication with both their twins. Jethopper got a local job.

When the war starts Jethopper starts a little neutral band and after a while starts to think of the autobots and decepticons as cults. He openly voices these opinions. Clank meets a neutral guy Hard-drive and they hit it off. They make the while relationship in war thing work out. They even have a kid Medix. Eventually Opal gets in contact with Ratchet, it's durring his time on the nemesis. So he convenses Megatron that seeing his family would be beneficial in increasing his speed on Synth-En.

So when he gets to cybertron, he gets assaulted by his brother who yells at him for joining a cult. Which Ratchet then gets defensive yells at Jethopper about starting a cult. Which gets him yelled at more until Opal and Overheadred get there and the screaming match ends because their sire is sobbing. He runs up to Ratchet and just cries about how much he looks like his carrier and how tall he's gotten. It makes Ratchet feel real guilty for running away.

Opal drags her baby boy back home where his sister is waiting for him. The reunion is sweet and heart warming, Ratchet gets to meet his brother in law and nephew. Well its nice till medix asks for war stories and Jethopper goes off about how Ratchet's in a cult. Which Opal shuts down, then the cons come to pick up Ratchet, then The twins have twin communication and Clank punches Megatron in the face, THEN he punches her back. Which gives her a wound Ratchet patches up.

Then Ratchet goes back to the nemesis and after the war he has regular communication with his parents.

[ofvaporex]

Ratchet has always hated public speaking.

His time on the Lost Light and in the immediate aftermath of the war hasn't changed that. He still dislikes it, and save for his initial release regarding the academy and medical centers, he's said very little.

But now a press release has been put out for all those who want to read it:

Location Chosen for New Cybertonian Medical Academy

Proposed not long ago by renowned former chief medical officer Ratchet of Vaporex, a site has been chosen for a new, tuition-free medical academy. Construction is underway at the new site, with no current expected completion date. The site is located near the main medical facility in New Vaporex, approved and blessed by the medics working at the small facility.

"This new facility will give us the opportunity to help so many who always wanted to dip their pedes into medicine finally have the opportunity to learn," stated Cardecus, head physician at the New Vaporex Medical Facility. "We're very appreciative that we've been invited to help as the project moves forward, and several of our best medics will be moving to the academy once its open to help train Cybertron's newest generation of doctors."

So far, Ratchet has been unable to be reached for comment, though those close to him that have been interviewed have stated he wishes to let the new academy speak for itself.