#and ratchet being like ARE YOU SURE. ARE YOU SURE

[revelboo]

Hi, I just wanted to say I love your work! Been binging it the past few days 🤣 If it’s not too much to ask, I’d love to see more of Ratchet, Jazz, or Bluestreak!!! ♥️

Thank you!

The Weakends Pt 9

TFP Ratchet x Reader

• That quick brush of your lips against him lingers in his processor, twining together with your words to leave him unsettled. Knowing you worried about him was one thing, but that? It was like the ground shifting under his peds until he’s not sure of his footing at all, but much more aware of you. Reaching out to touch the back of his hand to get his attention. Sitting against his arm in a little spot of warmth while he types. Your smiles, your disapproving frowns all catching at him, stirring a sense of possessiveness he’s not at all sure he wants to examine too closely.

• Doc’s quiet today, doing his painstakingly, slow hunt and peck on that alien glyph keyboard of his. For someone so good with his hands, it’s funny he’s so awful at that. Stretching where you’re slumped against him, it’s the sound of boots on the metal stairs up to your current perch that lifts your head. Feeling more than seeing Ratchet stop typing. “Fowler,” he growls in greeting, shifting the arm you’re leaning on so you nearly fall backwards before he lays it back down on the other side of you as you scowl up at him. Because now you’re caged between both of his arms as he ignores your irritation to face the man.

• Venting in annoyance when you haul your upper body across his arm, leaving him painfully aware of the slide of your warmth against him before you lift a hand in greeting to which Fowler just arches his brows. “Prime around?” Fowler asks, one corner of his mouth twitching when you haul yourself up to sit crosslegged on top of his arm and he has to resist the urge to tip his arm and dump you off and back out of sight. The way you smile for the other human skitters unpleasantly through his spark in what can’t possibly be jealousy.

• “No, he’s not,” Ratchet says and there’s definitely annoyance in his voice, he’s almost growling as you crane your neck to frown at him. You knew he didn’t particularly care for the guy, but you’ve never seen him so outright hostile before either. Apparently neither has Fowler, the man glancing from you to Ratchet then back to you. And you can feel the faint rumbling noise building under you from the big bot. “Anything else?”

• “Bad day?” Fowler asks, but his eyes are on you and Ratchet curls the servos of his free hand around you, lifting and carrying you with him as he rises to stalk deeper into the medbay. Putting an end to the conversation. Away from Fowler, because something about the way he’s looking at you is rubbing him the wrong way. He’s aware of you staring up at him and that you’ll likely have something to say about his behavior. Aware that he’s being irrational. Fowler is an ally and your own species. If you want to talk to the man, it’s not really his business. Even if it bothers him to think of you reaching out a hand to that man, smiling up at Fowler instead of him. Leaning against the man for comfort. It shouldn’t bother him, but something’s very wrong with him because those thoughts make him feel almost violently protective.

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[jweekgoji]

Will you write for some Yandere!Orion Pax x reader? 👉👈

Yandere!Orion Pax/Reader [TFO/hcs]

tw: yandere themes, gn!cybertronian!reader, very brief mention of murder/death, mostly soft!yandere!Orion, overprotective, dependent behavior. word count: ~1000. a/n: i love making headcanons.

Orion is an obsessive, clingy and overprotective yandere that's for sure.

Orion is focused on you 24/7 in his mind, every time he's going out with someone else, he will constantly think of you. He's not having a fixation on you, like D-16 would with his darling, more like a thoughtful «I wonder if they will like it if I give it to them» or «if I COULD transform, I would be carrying them around everywhere!». His thoughts are mostly innocent, even though they often lead him to cause even more trouble. He will seek out a thousand risky stunts to do just to impress you, and he doesn't really care if Darkwing will beat him up because of it.

It is no secret that Orion is clingy. I already described it in other posts, and I will ramble about it again, but that silly guy does NOT know how to keep his servos to himself. Yandere Orion just can't comprehend the fact that you may not like it. You can find it weird, rude or just not tactile, and if he finds out, that's a pure torture. At first, he might find it funny and not take it seriously, you're probably in that «edgy, no nonsense and independent» phase some bots have, so he finds it his own personal goal to warm you up to him.

If you're somehow still adamant about it, I can see him trying to restrain himself from just squishing you against his frame the second he sees you in the same room with him. Cogless tiny Orion will be a sweetheart, so he always finds a way to satisfy his own needs without crossing the line. One day it's a simple touch on your shoulder, then he will try to hold your servo if lucky, and maaaaybe even give you a tiny peck on the cheek as soon as you look away from him. Touch is his love language!

Yandere cogged Orion/Optimus is a huge sweetheart but when he's tired and emotionally drained, the only thing he wants is to wrap his arms around you and hold you close to himself. Stay like that and don't say a word, it's not like you have a chance to escape.

Orion doesn't look like a person who thinks about his own safety. You will watch him running around Iacon from another trouble he got himself into, and he will even drag D-16 with him. Even though in his mind, it's for a better cause, If you're really close and dear to him, he also wants you to be the part of this adventure because he desires the better future for everyone and for both of you specifically. Together.

As Orion, still young, idealistic and naive bot, I never see him taking away your freedom. If you wish to tag along with him on the race, even though it's the most dangerous thing ever, especially with both of you not having any t-cogs...he will gladly accept it! As yandere Orion always cares about your well-being, but it's never the boring «I will lock you up just so you will always be safe» type of overprotectiveness. He neglects his own well-being to the point where he will gladly lose an arm or a leg if it means protecting you, and he doesn't care that he might die because of it.

You should constantly remind him to check Ratchet at least for once, but he will jokingly dismiss it since he's more concerned about that tiny dent on your frame. How did you get it? Do you need him helping you to polish? Orion already drags you to medic, meanwhile he is standing there holding broken metal pieces of his own body and like “that's just a scratch!”.

We all saw how Orion got protective over Elita once she was fired by Darkwing. His first thoughts are "yeah, I will NOT let that slide" even though he is two times smaller than their supervisor. Orion is a fighter for justice, for his darling he's a true gentleman, or...tries to be at least.

He's not that type of yandere who will murder someone if they hurt you, because his own beliefs are strong and unclouded. Yes, in the heat of battle, when it's either your life or the life of the enemy, he will never hesitate to end them, but even then he feels guilty about it (especially if we talk about young Orion/Optimus). If he actually ends up hurting someone, he will be devastated, and might as well take a long time to process it all.

How did it happen? How could he let this happen? He fights for freedom, for everyone, no matter if they're enemy or not, they all deserve at least a one chance for redemption. There will be a time when Orion blames himself for it, it corrupts his spark slowly, to the point where he thinks of himself as unworthy of you.

As much as Orion is an inspiring, he's self-conscious. The more not-so-happy events you go through together, the more he becomes dependent on you. You're a part of Orion's life, he can't shine brightly without his little satellite.

Yandere!Orion would constantly need you by his side. It doesn't matter where he is going, as long as he is with you. During his lowest moments, he wants you to reassure him and give him that comfort that will keep him at bay. He didn't mean to hurt anyone, but that worry and spark of rage blinded him, leaving his own servos dirty in the stranger's energon.

Young Orion is one of the softest yanderes to deal with. He still has to learn a lot about his own place in this world, his motivation, and his strength. Everything felt so easy when you were just two cogless bots, but the more time passes, the harder it is to deal with more complex feelings. Jealousy, disappointment, and regret. At the end of the day, you're the only person to keep him sane and not to collapse from the responsibilities on his shoulders. The problem is, it is too hard to get rid of that dependence.

[ikkosu]

Can you please rant about your favorite Prowl imagines?

I have so many. Prowl is a perfect box of delicious imagines. (Mild nsfw)

His personality, for starters, is really interesting if he ever had a person he liked. There's two ways I'd like to think how prowl would react.

Realistically, he'll consider you to be a weakness and does what he always does best when it comes to weaknesses — he avoids it. It's tempting to imagine he'll act cold to you, give you the cold shoulder and douse you with his icy-cold glare. You'll never know why he acts that way and he'll make sure you never find out. (His pride and misery depends on it. )

But, and this sound crazy, can you imagine a prowl not being cold but instead accepting of his feelings? Like, the moment he starts noticing and realizing why he acts the way he does around you (Door wings more expressive, face plate pinched in a way he's more focused, and the biggest giveaway : his sparkrate picks up.)

Obviously, avoiding you is going to distract him. Even worse, meddle with his work. So, his TACNET proposed he might as well get on with it and confess.

He did spare some mind not bring it out too bluntly, guiding you to the garden then holding your hand. The way he said it made it sound like Cybertron will verge on destruction if he didn't confess (if you also didn't accept) and if it were any other person he'd understand if they slapped the engex out of him and walk away. Nothing good comes out a coerced relationship.

Which is why he was genuinely surprised when you accepted. His TACNET temporarily sputtered, crunching on same words over and over again. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes—"

He was like that. For the entire day.

With the confession out of the way, I'd like to think, aside from lumbering through base with his 'Work Personality' turned on, he's unusually gentle with you. He's still prowl. Sassy prowl. Grouchy prowl. Straight to the point Prowl. Table flipping prowl. But he's a lot less that when he's with you. (Can you tell I love grouchy characters with soft spots) . You saw all the times he's calm. All the times he's gentle and all the times he's loving.

Like Earthspark prowl, I want him touchy. I want him handsy. Ratchet notices Prowl actually gets off work on time these past few months. Prowl is quick to stride into your little house and pick you up by the arm does, emulating the way you do with your car, and nuzzles you. He loves the soft touch of your palms on his back, especially the sensitive spot between his door wings. Whenever you press down, his wings flutter and flatten, engine revving into a purr.

He likes the touch of anything soft. That includes your body, your bed that smells like you, and pillows. But the thing is, he's too big for your bed so anytime he comes and stays over, you both retreat to the living room where the entire space is a mattress comprised of all the pillows you hogged from every corner of your house. Prowl liked to press his face into your belly and chess and recharge.

He's got an exceptionally brilliant sense of smell. Which is why you never won at bide and seek. In all of the hiding spaces you used, prowl simply snatched you out like a wet rag with a twist to his lips.

Prowl doesn't care if he has to show affection in public. He'll only do it when he wants to and doesn't care of what people think. Of course, there's a time and place too, he's not that indecent freaky.

I can't help but envision him to be perfect husband material XD

He's straightforward. He might hide some things from you, either becuase it's a safety concern or something else entirely. But hey, you have to trust him on this. The only thing you have to know is that there's a special place in his spark that has you in it.

He learnt how to cook human food, and is incredibly precise with it. He thinks too much or too little of the said ingredient might poison you, while simultaneously using a decade old energon mix to whip up his meal. And, possibly, get sick from it. But his favorite past time is scouring through the Earth Internet and trying to bake sweets. He might even try to make you Organic-friendly Cybertronian food with how insistent you are sometimes.

And when you're all but being cute with him, sometimes he have limits and he'll pinch your chin and tip your head up into a kiss.

It's always fun when he's horny. Mostly becuase he's just awkward about. Like he doesn't know what to tell you how to deal with this raging boner he has .... sit on it, please?

Prowl doesn't want to mess up this relationship like he always did with the many ones he could've had something more. He's tired of fighting against himself. For once he realized he could have something different. Maybe, live a normal life. Have actual people who care about him.

At some point he notices the subtle nuances in his behavior ever since he accepted his feelings. He thinks he might relapse and shrink into his shell again. But with your head on his lap, playing your phone as he reads his report — sometimes things aren't meant for change.

[lets-try-some-writing]

thinking about how the bots have a Lot of pinch points and its easy for the bots to hurt the kids from those, even on accident (maybe even while trying to protect them)

is this anything? idk

It seems to be a thing, dear asker.

Most of the bots, I do imagine, are quite careful manhandling humans. After all, the squishy little things can get caught up in anything. For the bots, messing with humans is likely the same as handling bugs. You can never be quite certain just how much pressure will hurt them or what exactly you did to damage them half the time. One wrong move and suddenly a bot is stuck there panicking over their their human now lacking a limb.

Initial interactions with humanity were not without injury, that much was for certain. Optimus and Ratchet most likely kept clear of touching humans at all for the first few years, just to be safe. They likely spent much of their time observing to figure out where the theoretical limits were and then actually learned said limits when interacting with military staff.

Arcee probably picked up a human too tight at least once. May or may not have broken some poor military personnel's arm by accident. Bulkhead I do imagine didn't touch the humans unless absolutely necessary, at least until Miko. Bumblebee likely made a few more attempts, that with having one less digit to worry about and all that. But even with all the caution and years of training, I am sure the kids did get nicked a time or two when being picked up or when sitting just a little too close to a knuckle joint. No serious damage, just a few cuts.

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Gems from the second half of S1:

Megatron is trapped and Jack refuses to kill him, so he goes "I will be sure to tell all about our little conversation to Optimus, on the day I extinguish his spark!!" Bro you're literally being crushed by a mountain rn why are you STILL thinking about him

Also the way any time Megatron shows up to fight the Autobots the FIRST word out of his mouth is "Optimus" (with the certain reply "Megatron!")

A doom prophecy has come almost to fruition and Optimus immediately is like "yeah Megatron's gonna think this is all about him"

So he busts into Megatron's ship and CALLS HIM saying "Megatron! I am here, on your ship. Come and face me!!"

...And of course Megatron immediately radios his ship and says "Any Deception who lays a hand on Optimus Prime will answer to me!" 🙄🙄

"Soundwave, lock onto my coordinates--and lead my opponent to his destiny!" ...do I even need to comment?

THEY LITERALLY FINISH EACH OTHER'S SENTENCES!! "One shall stand..." "And one shall fall!" SHUT UPPP

Megatron knocks out literal Satan (Unicron) to save Optimus AGAIN. Deliberately Saving Optimus's Life Counter: 3

And then he dramatically aims his blaster at Optimus--before giving him a hand to help hiM UP I'M CRYING

"I have a proposal" + threat-flirting two inches from each other's face

"You know me all too well, Optimus." Losing my mind

They team up after EONS and they can still do the "long wordless glances that communicate everything"

"You can always be relied upon to listen to reason, Optimus!" Bro at this point I could make a whole post just of the compliments Megatron gives him

Ratchet saying "But with Optimus and Megatron together again--" with his whole chest

They literally fight back to back,,,, they have each other's backs I am sobbing,,,,,,

"Don't you remember, old friend?" + "Our mortal enemies! We're outnumbered--go!" *puts his hand on Optimus's shoulder* "I'll cover you!" MEGATRON I HATE YOU SO MUCH FOR THAT

So I'm fully in a Transformers Prime binge rewatch and holy SMOKES I did not remember how gay this show was. Like obviously Starscream is twinktown central and Knockout is very flamboyant, yes--but Megatron is so obsessed with Optimus (and vice versa) it's not even funny! Here's a compilation of the best moments from *just the first half of S1*:

Megatron returns after who knows how long and one of the first things out of his mouth is "No one rids me of Optimus Prime except me!!"

Megatron "dies" and Optimus is immediately depressed to the point where Ratchet asks about it and unlocks Sad Reminiscing

The Autobots are trying to figure out what the Decepticons are up to and Optimus starts with "Starscream is no Megatron, but--" just say you miss him

Megatron is literally comatose and his coma dream is him and Optimus fighting over and over again. Optimus just keeps respawning. Bro is LITERALLY living in his head rent free

In fact when Bumblebee gets inside Megatron's head Optimus is literally the First Thing he sees

Why is Bee in there? Because Optimus is deathly sick! And one of the only things that rouses Optimus from his nearly catatonic state? Learning Megatron is alive!

Megatron is also the only one who has the knowledge to save him so now they're both on their deathbeds together and their fates are linked etc. etc.

Bumblebee gets the info he needs by telling Megatron that if he doesn't give them the cure, Optimus will die (and Megatron will therefore not get to kill him)

Megatron (who had figured out this was all about Optimus before Bee even told him): "After our deep history together, to NOT watch the spark ebb from his eyes with my very own...well played, Scout." And then he gives him the cure

Starscream is about to kill Optimus and Megatron--as the FIRST thing he does after getting out of his coma--literally knocks him out of the sky, saves Optimus's life (priorities), and completely lets Optimus go. Which brings the Deliberately Saving Optimus's Life count up to 2!

Will add on as the show continues, but this is just like. 14 episodes in. At this point, forget allegations, they've been fully tried and convicted lol

[mychlapci]

not to be too SFW but considering writing a TFP fic where it’s revealed Rachet’s sparked up in a pretty public way; like, Ratchet’s been feeling ill and off for a few weeks and is doing a diagnostic with the others in the room and suddenly he practically falls on his aft in shock because surprise!! it’s a bitty!! (who’s the sire? Undecided/kinda unimportant but for sentiment I’d say Optimus but for humor I’d say Wheeljack) and he can’t hide the results fast enough because being sparked was so far out of Ratchet’s realm of possibilities it was orbiting Cybertron- but then Jack’s asking what “sparked up” means and suddenly everyone’s just staring at each other.

So all the bots are bracing themselves to explain what’s essentially Robot Pregnancy to the kids… but they’re admittedly a little blindsided when it seems, out of everything taken from rushed and cobbled together biology lesson, the biggest concern between the three (esp Miko) is that Ratchet is pregnant, not the actual pregnancy itself. Like, sure sure aliens wouldn’t conform to human genders/biology, that makes sense even to these mid-2010’s teens, but Ratchet??

But you know how kids get grossed out by their parents kissing? Because while they know their parents love each other, and people kiss when they’re in love, something about it being their parents just makes it icky? It’s pretty much that phenomenon, except it’s the weird old guy you’re friends with randomly revealing a neon sign that confirms he has sex. That’s Jack and Miko and Raf’s life right now.

(wanna emphasize, the three are very happy for him and everything, but at first it’s definitely more of a “I’m smiling but you can see I’m trying not to think about it too hard” sort of happiness.)

oooooh i love that, i would absolutely click on a fanfic like that and reread it multiple times.

ou no they have to face the fact that grandpa fucks. and he fucks raw and hard enough to get pregnant. gross! i would love it if Wheeljack was the deadbeat runaway baby daddy. but if it’s Optimus, there’s also the added horror on the kids’ (and probably also the bots’) side as they have to come to terms with the fact that Optimus Prime also fucks raw.

[sketchnskribbles]

A03 | Rectifying Fallacies

The rhythmic clacking of keys echoed through the main room of the hidden mesa base. The noise was level. Controllable. Soothing. A familiar presence. One of the few things that this organic planet had in common with his wonderful homeworld.

It brought a sense of ease that lulled him into the calm of a mindless task. A quiet chore that brought a peace that he could hardly find at any other point within this senseless war. 

A silent alarm popped up in the bottom right corner of his screen and he gritted his denta at the reminder that the children were nearly done with their last day of school before summer break. Because that was just what they needed. Sparklings underpede. 

He shuttered his optics, stretched his digits, and continued his current job. He only had a few short earth hours before the next two months. Which would be filled with youngling fun and fancy free. An absolute boon to the war effort, he was sure. Note the sarcasm. 

He pushed away the souring thoughts. They wouldn't serve anything other than ruin his mood more than it already was. 

He'd gotten back into his groove when a Deception proximity alarm screamed through the mesa. 

A window concerning the potential danger popped up in front of his work and he nearly threw one of his tools in a fit of rage. He didn't, as he was a fully grown cybertronian and he needed those tools.

He maximized the window and narrowed his optics at the information. The signal was unknown. Meaning that it wasn't of any decepticon that they'd been in contact with since they'd moved into this mesa. Magnificent. He wished yet again that they had access to Teletraan I. But Primus-only-knew where the Ark was in this blasted universe.

The bot sighed and notified his team of the disturbance. He got four acknowledgements and ETAs. The heavy pedefalls of his oldest and closest friend coming near brought down some of his frustrated anger. He breathed in a deep breath and closed out of all his open programs. Leaving only the map showing the signal.

Moving away from his monitors, he turned around to greet his Prime. "Optimus."

"Ratchet." The deep baritone welcomed back. The Prime settled his hand on his shoulder plating and giving it a comforting squeeze, as he walked past. He peered at the screens to oversee the tripped alarm and hummed in consideration. That familiar gleam of the infamous strategist brightened up his gaze. "It is of unknown origin."

"Indeed. A new menace to grapple with." The older bot rolled his eyes.

"Or… perhaps a weary soul in need of better allies?" The Prime retorted back with his usual bout of hope.

"As if any Con would understand the meaning of the word." The medic huffed. "You expect too much out of thieves, societal rejects, and ex-convicts."

For a moment, the taller bot looked surprised. Then pained. Ratchet felt a lurch at his spark when he actually took the time to analyze his words. 

He blinked and pinched the bridge of his olfactory sensor. There he went, shoving his pede into his derma. Again. "I… I'm sorry Optimus. That came out wrong."

"But full of truth." His leader gently chided. That look of disappointment never faltered. Ratchet sighed and looked away.

"I am sorry. You know of my past and how I was raised… but that is no excuse." Ratchet felt the familiar weight of his friend's servo land back on his shoulder. A comforting weight. Forgiving. The old bot looked back over to the younger mech. They smiled.

Optimus looked back up to the signal and then teasingly back down to the medic. "What do you say we scout out the signal together? It's rather close to being time for our charges to be picked up by their guardians."

"I'd say we're asking for trouble."

"Hmm, that doesn't sound like a no to me." Optimus had already inserted the coordinates into the ground bridge, powering it up. 

Ratchet felt the tell tale of a ping reverberate through him. One that he was sure was felt by the rest of the team. It notified the rest of their orders from the Prime, to retrieve their humans and to join them at base on standby at the soonest opportunity.

There were more pings that flew in soon after. Full of complaints and acknowledgments. They were happily ignored as the two walked through the gate. 

It led into a road through a forest of trees. 

From the position specified on their internal maps, they were about a couple hours away from the heavily populated city of Los Angeles.

It was honestly not too far away from their own home base in Nevada. Less than a day, even. Which was much too close for comfort in Ratchet's opinion. 

He followed Optimus through the trees. Their optics to the skies as they scanned for the source of the signature. It didn't take very long to find the jet. 

They heard the engine long before they caught sight of it. A worryingly familiar palette of purple and black made it ever obvious just who it was, despite the unfamiliar altmode.

" Skywarp." Ratchet growled, his optics narrowing at the jet above. 

He slipped a servo into his subspace and brought out a tiny gadget given to him by Wheeljack. The wrecker had created it on a whim and given it to the medic proclaiming that it needed to be "field-tested" by the team. 

He hadn't yet brought it up with Optimus. A fact that was backed up when the Prime looked down at the medic's arm cannon in confusion while Ratchet inserted the device within a small port that seamlessly opened up.

"...What is that, old friend?" Optimus looked back up to meet Ratchet's optics, wariness pooling in his own. The medic didn't hold the same concerns.

"Jackie said he needed this field-tested. So here it is!" His answer didn't seem to be to his leader's satisfaction.

"Ratchet… let's not be too hasty." A servo found its way over top of his weapon. With enough pressure to imply that he needed to put it down, rather than forcing him to do so. The medic rolled his optics.

"If all goes well, it'll merely incapacitate him. Not kill him. Wheeljack knows of how you operate and wouldn't dare to go outside of those bounds." Ratchet looked over to his old friend, the corners of his lips curling downward the slightest bit. "For all my misgivings with him, I know he respects you too much to do something like that."

With that said, the old medic took aim. An optic closed as he aligned the sights with the plane overhead. He took the shot.

The old bot turned around to smile with pride at his leader, as the plane stalled in the distance. Blue arches of electricity danced along Skywarp’s frame as he was forced down to the ground by gravity.

“I'm quite surprised you actually agreed to test it, old friend.” Optimus sighed and shook his head when the ground shook and a few of the trees ahead cracked and fell. 

“Oh, no. I've run test after test on my terminal on this thing. Also checked the power output and many other things.” Ratchet nullified with a shrug. “I kind of liked the idea of temporarily incapacitating a foe. Just too bad that some of the materials to obtain it are either expensive or hard to obtain.”

“Is that so?” Optimus began his trek forward toward the decepticon. His medic, right on his heels.

A03 | Rectifying Fallacies

[littlesmokesceenfan]

Can you imagine Smokescreen being reasonably suspicious of Knock Out and believe that KO is going to betray them as soon as see a better opportunity so Smokescreen keeps side eyeing him and asking the rest of the team "are we sure we can trust him". Like I think there is a lot of potential within Smokescreen being suspicious of Knock Out especially considering how he is a part of the elite guard so autobots propaganda is at play, his experience getting kidnapped by the cons and him being sympathy for Acree losing a partner give him every reason not to trust or even like Knockout at first especially K.O reason of switching side is very suspicious but Smokesceen tolerated him for team sake.

Considering how the show handled team prime treatment of Smokescreen I wouldn't be surprised if the team sees Smokescreen as "immature" or acting out for reasonably being suspicious of Knock Out

So when Knockout betrayed the team it just like:

Smokescreen: SEE I TOLD YOU HE COULDN'T BE TRUST

Acree: yeah we get it Smokescreen, you were right I hope you're happy

Smokescreen: what i- I try to warn you all

Ratchet: not now Smokescreen we are still trying to figure out how this happened

Smokescreen: how did this happen?! Well it's oblivious isn't. he was never on our side in the first place he just wanted a free win!

Optimus: this is indeed a mystery Ratchet

Smokescreen: are you guys even listening to me?

Optimus: Smokesceen be patient, we have much to discuss about this surprising development

Smokesceen: i-I can't believe this, I am the only one who saw this coming?!

Bumblebee: Smokescreen come on, we are all trying to cope from this

Acree: you can at least have the decency not to brag.

Smokescreen:

[transformersarelikemagicalgirlz]

The part about self-victimizing long after you’ve stopped being a victim feeling righteous is so weirdly on the nose for him. “Our autobot oppressors—“ and it’s five measly soldiers stranded on Earth against an army of you. “The Decepticons Darkest Hour—“ and its ‘Optimus has a sword that gives his team a potential fighting chance against me, specifically.’ “Our opportunity to revive Cybertron was stolen by Optimus Prime-“ did you not literally goad him into it? He had to have subconsciously known Optimus would take drastic action rather than let his human allies be killed, he’s known Optimus for long enough. Even Ratchet points out he had many chance to pound Megatron into scrap and didn’t, Megatron knew Optimus would destroy the Omega Lock rather than let anyone die. But it sure must’ve felt good to have all his decepticons outraged and lead them to ‘take revenge’.

This gives me so many sickass animatic ideas.

Orion Pax through Megatron’s eyes especially. His face and ‘Orion’ himself appearing like an exterior shell, only its crumbled around a literally rotten mouth spewing lies or at least sugar coated realities that appear like bugs and parasites falling from him.

This is a better, truer, more compelling analysis of tfp Megatron’s character than any fandom meta.

[brobotsbro]

Litchrally like one of the top three things that are Very Important to me about OP (tfp) is the bit where he was, for all intents and purposes, a Decepticon. My IDEAL dynamic is basically

The kids, Orion Pax arc: wait, so Optimus was a Decepticon?!!

Ratchet: ACTUALLY, that's HIGHLY SIMPLIFYING a COMPLEX MATTER. back then there WERE no autobots and decepticons. we were not at WAR, so there were NO FACTIONS, so NO, he was definitely NOT A DECEPTICON. the IDEA. the NERVE.

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The kids, post Orion Pax arc: so.... You were like the OG Decepticon?

Optimus: yeah

[merlinfromberlin]

Never have I ever seen a smile this fake.

[revelboo]

Hello, sorry if I'm being annoying. But I’d love to see something with IDW Ratchet or Tarn if you could write anything with them—especially Ratchet. I just don’t see enough good stories about him. I really enjoy your writing style and can’t get enough of it. Sorry for any mistakes; English isn’t my first language.

Sure, I’ve been meaning to do an IDW Ratchet. Tarn’s on my list, too, but he and Ratchet will likely be the last new characters for a while. I’m currently over 30 ongoing storylines at this point 😅

Worker Bee

IDW Ratchet x Reader

• Sometimes it’s all too much. Even with First Aid helping, there’s just not enough medics in the Ark to support so many Autobots. Wheeljack and Perceptor can help if push comes to shove, but even then once the fighting begins again it won’t be enough. He’s never enough. And when he can’t get his processor right, when it threatens to drown him, he goes driving in his alt mode. Feels the sun baking him, the sand and hot asphalt under his tires. No real destination in mind, just trying to calm the panic that’s always there, the worry about what might happen. Driving for hours sometimes in a widening spiral about the Ark. Never going too far in case he’s needed. As he turns, he almost misses the car down in a crevice, only part of the bumper still visible, emergency lights flashing. Not his problem, but he’s still slowing anyway. Because he’s still a medic and someone might be hurt.

• Transforming and sliding down next to the car, he lays a hand on the roof feeling the heat of the metal and knowing it’s been there a while. Leaning to look inside anyway, there’s a human slumped forward against the wheel, broken glass glittering in their hair. Unmoving. Too late, then. Spark constricting, he’s turning away, pushing off the car to make the metal groan, when their little fingers flex and you make a low, guttural noise of pain that freezes him.

• It takes time to carefully peel back the roof of the car, snap the seatbelt and pull the door off to remove you. Feeling how hot your skin is against his servos as he lifts your limp form. Your eyes never open but you mumble incoherently, broken fragments he can’t make sense of. That make him wonder just how long you’ve been here, trapped and waiting to die. Because there’s no leaving you now that he has you in his hands. Carefully transforming around you to carry back to the Ark.

• Wheeljack’s in Medbay when he returns, digging through his tools and looking up guiltily, vocal indicators flickering green before he notices the human. “Haven’t seen that one before. Looks rough,” Wheeljack murmurs, moving closer as Ratchet lays you on a berth, your tiny form looking even smaller in the bot sized space. He’s almost absurdly glad Wheeljack’s there. Even though he’s been trying to brush up on human medicine since there’s so many of them now in the Ark, he doesn’t know nearly enough. Doesn’t know how to help you, but Wheeljack has a human. He has to know something.

• Snatching a scanner to run over you, he frowns at the results. Wrist and arm broken, one leg fractured. Body temperature well outside of normal parameters, dehydrated. Blood pressure off from normal, too. And he doesn’t know enough to know which problem is a priority. Which will kill you if he doesn’t fix it first. “Get your human,” he says softly. Temperature? It’s a place to start, cooling you off. “Now, Wheeljack,” he adds without looking up when the other bot doesn’t immediately move. Using a servo to brush your hair from your face, he can see the glass glittering on your skin and in your hair. “You held on this long.”

[lord-squiggletits]

If my lifelong best friend called me an organ harvester instead of a blackmail victim, told me I deserved everything coming to me, called me a horrible Autobot, told me I was dead to him, broke my elbow, left me hanging over a black abyss of a canyon with the explicit intention to leave me to die, and then stole my hands without even checking to see if I was still alive or not

You could most assuredly bet that I would be very angry about it and vivisecting said ex-bestie and torturing them would be the least of the things I would do to get back at them sdklfjlsdk

[exasperatedoctopus]

Have a crackpot theory: the people who enjoy most of the new police procedurals that have been coming out recently just secretly wanna watch soap operas but don’t have the Guts

[transingthoseformers]

🎶so much bickering🎶 can occur when the scientists and medics team up to try and work in the synthetic energon formula

[primussavethesemechs]

THIS THIS THIS THIS

I LOVE exploring Ratchets medical takes on humanity and how his naturally grumpy demeanor becomes more agitated and worried the more he learns about how fragile and odd our biology is.

I think it’s mostly just that I like forcing him to confront how much he cares about those close to him, especially the ones he gripes about most (i.e. the kids) but genuinely also human biology is FUCKED and i think it’s funny for that old man to develop an ulcer over every new Fun Fact he learns about how our bodies try to kill us at every turn.

After the dark energon debacle ratchet decides to study what exactly are things that can kill humans, so as to make sure that doesn't happen. He discovers the answer is pretty much everything, including the very oxygen we need to breathe and stuff. I envision quite the rant!

jkasdklas oh man Ratchet doing actual indepth research on the human body would cause him to start openly day drinking ok.

not just bc of how we discovered some of this shit we know, but also the fact that our bodies are a hot heaping mess of fucked up evolution and adaptations.

our anxiety was meant for when life was lived super fast and we had to always be on the look out for A Hungry Animal. some of us have a different sleep rhythm that means we don’t sleep when we’re supposed to at night bc their ancestors were the Night Watch.

everything can kill us and most of us still actively partake in the thing that is harming us.

lactose intolerant people me still eat ice cream. caffeine. peanuts.

some people do extreme sports where if one things goes wrong your dead.

other people SWIM WITH DEADLY SEA CREATURES. FOR FUN.

there’s organs inside us that can actively harm us, we can lose up to like, 60% of our liver and it will grow back.

Ratchet studies what can kill us, which is practically everything on the planet, and has to be held back from actively wrapping the kids in bubble wrap and keeping them in a nice padded pen so he can keep an eye on them.

then he learns the things that humans can survive and he wants to cry.

these tiny, frail, brightly lived creatures can take so much in their lives, and come out the other side damaged and lost, but alive.

we have one of the best self repair systems on the planet for healing injuries (when it works properly).

so yeah. Ratchet freaks out when he learns the full scope of just how dangerous our lives are on the daily.

but then he’s in awe of what we do in spite of that.