#first aid idw

[dystopiansewerrat]

motorsport/motogp au?

+ the(stressed out)mechanics!

Alright, so— obviously, Blurr is the world champion of the year, he constantly finishing in 1st place in pretty much every season. Arcee was running 2nd in the recent race, but got overtaken by Drift on the final lap! the audacity… Also Roddy was actually been holding 3rd position for over 10 laps before he got bored and dropped back lol.

and the mechanics! Ratchet and First Aid being on Drift’s team just makes more sense in my head. Also, Lotty is on Blurr’s team but is gossip buddies with First Aid (mostly bond over how tired they are).

[lagoonborn]

What was actually happening at Delphi. i saw it

[cromonania]

[eyeaart]

Upon @gibboning request I have drawn red n white IDW Medic bots

[hlz0s]

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[vainvaiheart]

some character requests from last week

[margoshamangolord]

a freaky aid for @thebirdkiwi. I liked his design and got a little silly

[rory-multifandom-mess]

Moar Pharma and First Aid. ft. this fucjing line haunts me. Pharma you fuckin FREAK

bonus expression doodle under the cut

yknow, to get a feel for First Aid’s expression

[wifetomegatron]

I’m not sure if you’re taking requests or not so feel free to delete but if you are how about some firsts! First date with First Aid in the First Contact!AU?

thank you for requesting anon <3 i hope you enjoy this !

a night full of firsts : what a first date with first aid would be like (sfw!)

i) you weren't his first date ( he had dated a couple of times back in medical school, but that had been ages ago ), but you were his first date on earth. first aid had idled outside the door of the restaurant for about ten minutes, constantly re-checking the screen of his mobile phone — which, in his opinion, was ridiculous to carry around — to double and triple check your picture. he was fidgeting, servos twitchy as he entered the place. the funny bit was you had witnessed the whole thing, the wide, clear window giving you a full view of first aid desperately trying to soothe his nerves ( you tell him this months after and he nearly breaks apart from shame. )

ii) first contact had been established for nearly a decade now, and humans were surprisingly quick to assimilate. if anything, none of the patrons bat an eye at his presence — red and white metal, shining under the golden glow of the lights. there were only five other bots inside the place, including him. and when he was the only one obviously on a date, first aid felt singled out if not scrutinized. with a more integral involvement in the council of worlds, the people of this little green planet had opened themselves slowly to the idea of 'interspecies relationships.' it was only a matter of time before someone created a dating app specialized for that. ( the secondhand embarrassment in asking velocity to help him create his profile pales in comparison to the shame he felt when he saw so many of his friends there.) less than a week of being on there scrolling, the two of you had matched. and the sweet little messages had boiled down to this very moment: you sitting across him, cheeks dusted pink. he averted his optics, suddenly feeling shy for the first time in a long time.

iii) the first hour went smoothly, with a few bumps along the way such as the occasional slip-ups and misunderstanding — you had accidentally asked him if he thinks the carbonara is better than the aglio e olio while he had slipped and accidentally called your eyes 'fascinating' instead of 'beautiful'. those he could laugh off.

until you had wondered aloud at how interesting it was that humans and cybertronians were so similar. and off-handedly, out of instinct, the medic had responded with : more than you think.

you had a playful glint in your eyes when you responded, lifting the wine glass to your lips, ' is that a promise?'

at the innuendo, his already nervous knee had jerked upwards and bumped the underside of the table, knocking the glass of water all over the surface. he immediately stood up, reaching to undo the damage by plucking the glass, only to have one of the table cloths snag in the seam of his knee. in an instant, the plates and cutlery had toppled over, loudly crashing onto the floor. but he didn't even have the time to react, the candle — which in his opinion was an evil, dangerous, thing to have on a dinner table and nowhere romantic — had set several of the napkins on fire. a dozen frightened patrons and one, messy fire extinguisher later, first aid had yanked you out of your seat and away from the chaos. this was the first time, first aid wished — what was the human saying ? for the earth to swallow him up? judging from how your clothes were most likely irreversibly damaged by the wine and pasta, disappearing was the best option.

iv) he knows ratchet was trying not to laugh at the story, failing miserably the moment he excused himself out of the room to ( not so discreetly ) tell his conjunx about the incident. velocity gave him a pitying smile, even if she was hiding her amusement. he told her that he was never going to see you again — that he ruined a beautiful night with a beautiful person over a stupid accident. considering that he was flustered enough to disappear without a word. until you had showed up by the receptionist's desk, worried hands wrung together as you asked one of the nurses for him.

at the sight of him, your eyes lit up. this was the first time first aid found himself at a loss for words, spark racing as you explained to him how you were more worried about how he had deleted the app the morning after and left without a word. determined not to get ghosted by someone who clearly enjoyed the night, you had tracked him down to ask him for another date.

' this time,' you had cleared your throat, ' i can prepare us dinner back at mines and actually make sure there'll be no candles around. if you'd want, that is ?'

he was glad he had his mouth guard up because he could feel himself grinning, velocity in the back already calling swerve to break to him the news.

'yes,' first aid answered, ' i'd like that.'

[bluecookiesabi]

Sugary Sweet. Absolutely Adorable. Floating On Cloud Nine. And what's this? Maybe even a little steamy?

When First Aid was kicked out of work for a mandatory break, he wasn't expecting much. But when a chance encounter leads him to Brainstorm, he gets more than he could ever have imagined. Follow them as they soar to new heights—in more ways than one—and find a connection that will leave them dizzy for more!

Special thanks to @hashi-moma for creating the wonderful art piece that inspired and will accompany this story! It was truly a pleasure to work with you in the @tf-bigbang this year, and I hope everyone will enjoy what we've created together! I highly encourage everyone to check out Hashi's art blog @hashipebbles, and to look forward to both of our full pieces once the posting period starts later this month <3

[kiwii-tururu]

First Aid in my math notes

Tururu~

[peggingprowl]

First Aid's hands have absolutely captivated me ngl. He looks like he's constantly wearing fingerless gloves and thats so fucking hot. I want to hold his hand and play with it. Observe them REAL intently and thoroughly. Maybe even suck them. Who knows.

[jade-eclipse-lithium]

Team Medic!

Ratchet that patches you up.

Pharma and Ambulon

🚩

First Aid brings his first aid kit.

Medix.

And Megatron

[cromonania]

First aid

[bam-stroker]

first aid did transform into his alt mode before the rust plague was cured, right? like - the cure came after, but he should have theoretically had it take effect because of that? right?

[fernacular]

Ratchet enters the multiverse!

I'm proud to present my piece for this years @tf-bigbang !!!

Thank you so much to my amazing partner for this Reverse Bang Saphire Dance! Please check out her companion fic Doctor Doctor, it's funny and adorable and so so good. "An accident in Brainstorm's lab brings Ratchet down to discover he's already there. Leave it to Brainstorm to mess with the multiverse. Two Ratchets quickly becomes three. How many Ratchets can the Lost Light handle?"