#g1 ironhide

[compaculaaa]

Two types of couples 🐝💕

Based on this classic

[fizrose]

they r no joke my fave friendship in da entire franchise BRING THEM BACKKK

[squidthesquidd]

can we get squishy baby g1 Ironhide?

all these g1 baby requests making me wanna rewatch it fr

also, SQUISHY BABY REQUESTS ARE NOW CLOSED‼️ if you sent in an ask before this post, dont worry ill get to it, but anymore requests after this post will be deleted!

ill open requests back up once my inbox is cleared out!

[outer-space-outer-body]

*sad violin music*

[margoshamangolord]

Hello💥💥 may I request a g1 ironhide n ratchet maybe <:3

(scolding him lovingly)

[destinysquared]

Ironhide/Chromia (COMMISSION)

Drawing I made for anonymous of Transformers G1 (specifically from some box art designs) Ironhide and Chromia. Thank you for commissioning me! Commission Prices/Info Here

[in1-nutshell]

Hello! Can I ask G1 Ratchet, Wheeljack and Ironhide with accustomed to not communicating deeply with anyone, but kind reader? It's like too afraid to trust anyone because he's afraid for own heart. Reader finds a comfortable place next to the Autobots and is like... Imbued with sincere trust? Good relationships and real involvement? Even in Wheeljack's experiments xD

Sorry if this is weird/blurry! Thank you for your work, inspiration to you and all the best! 💖

(Feel free to change/ignore, everything is ok!)

The little anxiety ball meets some Bots, what can go wrong?

Hope you enjoy!

Human Buddy who's anxious yet trusting with Ratchet, Ironhide, and Wheeljack

SFW, Platonic, Human reader

G1

This little ball of anxiety met the Autobots through Carly.

Carly wanted her friend to meet the Bots and potentially get them to out of their comfort zone a bit.

She knew that Buddy had a bit of a hard time making friends, so she thought this would be a good way for them to gain new ones.

What better way than letting them get to know the Autobots.

Buddy agreed to this if Carly bought them ice cream floats for the next month if things went south.

Carly still counts it as a win.

She had already recruited the help, she knew this was going to end well.

Ratchet

Carly and Buddy walking into the med bay.

Ratchet is by his tools cleaning them.

“Buddy, I’d like you to meet Ratchet. Ratchet this is Buddy.”--Carly

Ratchet turns and kneels.

Buddy shifts a bit.

“Hello there. Carly tells me your name is Buddy, right?”--Ratchet

Buddy nods but has a small smile on their face.

Ratchet can almost feel the anxiety rolling off them when they come into the med bay.

He tries to appear as nonthreatening as possible to calm the poor thing.

The medic offers to show Buddy around the med bay to ease some tension.

Within a couple minutes, Buddy becomes comfortable with Ratchet and just stays by his side for the rest of the day.

Ratchet is a bit surprised on this switch.

Buddy went from being afraid of breathing the same air as him to sitting comfortably on his shoulder in a couple of minutes.

Carly did give him the heads up about Buddy’s behavior, but he didn’t expect it to be this fast.

He does his best to explain what he is doing whenever Buddy asks him questions.

By the end of the day Buddy is fully comfortable with Ratchet and can’t wait to come back to see him.

Buddy doing their best to hug Ratchet’s pede.

“I’ll come back soon Ratchet.”--Buddy

Ratchet chuckling a bit patting Buddy’s head.

“Sure kid. I’ll be here when you come over.”--Ratchet

Ironhide

Carly and Buddy walk to the main room where Ironhide is looking at the screen.

“Ironhide! We’re here!”--Carly

Ironhide looks down towards Carly and Buddy.

He steps forward and a bit loudly.

“Heya Carly. And you must be Buddy!”--Ironhide

Buddy quinces a bit.

Ironhide looks at Carly who makes the ‘quieter tone’ motion with her hands.

“My apologizes Buddy, I can be a bit loud sometimes.”--Ironhide

Ironhide offers a digit to shake.

Buddy looks at him with a small smile and shakes his digit.

Ironhide knows Carly asked beforehand to try and connect with Buddy and so that’s what he does.

This is his mission now.

He gives them a tour around the base.

Ironhide doesn’t mind if they want to walk by his side or if they want to perch on his shoulder.

He is a bit shocked in how comfortable Buddy becomes around him after a few short minutes.

Carly did say that their trust was very easily earned if the person or in this case bot was good.

While walking around he might slip a few stories here and there to fill any awkward silences.

Buddy in return tells him some stories of their own.

By the time Buddy has to go he can see some sadness in their eyes.

He reassures them that they can come back anytime and maybe continue the stories or go on another walk.

Buddy hugs Ironhide’s digit in goodbye as they get into Carly’s car.

Buddy waves at him.

“Bye Ironhide! Thank you for the stories!”--Buddy

Ironhide waves back.

“See ya latter Buddy!”--Ironhide

Wheeljack

“And this is the lab—Wheeljack!”--Carly

Wheeljack turns towards the sound of Carly’s voice.

He is half covered in soot with a blowtorch in on servo.

“Hey Carly! And…oh is that, Buddy? I thought we were going to meet next week?”--Wheeljack

“It is next week Wheeljack.”--carly

“Oops! Hold on a nanosecond.”--Wheeljack

Wheeljack grabs a rag and manages to get rid of most of the soot and places the blow torch down before kneeling to greet Buddy.

“Nice ta meet ya Buddy! Carly’s talked about ya!”--Wheeljack

Buddy motions to the side of their head.

“You gotta a bit of fire on your fin.”--Buddy

Wheeljack quickly swats it before chuckling a bit.

Buddy chuckles a bit too.

Buddy, as nervous as they were, was a bit curious and asked him what he was doing.

Wheeljack is a bit excited that someone finally asked and takes Buddy into his servos and walks to the lab.

Through the explaining and off topic things the two talk, Buddy soon began asking if there was something they could do to help him with his experiment.

So, things could go a lot smoother in the lab.

Wheeljack now has a best human friend.

The two don’t reappear from the lab until it’s time for Buddy to go.

The two aren’t too sad when they have to go their separate ways. They already made plans to meet soon.

Wheeljack giving Buddy a little box.

“Something for you to remember me by.”--Wheeljack

Buddy hugs the box before hugging his pede.

“Thank you! Thank you Wheeljack! See you next week!”--Buddy

Wheeljack patting Buddy on the head before Buddy goes to Carly.

“What did Wheeljack give you?”--Carly

“Rocket shoes.”--Buddy

“…What?”--Carly

[starspice-y]

Could you draw bay Ironhide or gen 1 Ironhide please?

I did g1 bc I don't wanna death by detail tonight

[arcee4me]

my dad locked his box of transformers so now i can’t make Ratchet and Ironhide kiss 🤕☹️

[rawmeknockout]

I don't know if your requests are open but could you do an ironhide x Cybertronian reader? I don't don't what you do I just need more ironhide.

You're starting to affect his daily life. Whether he's on patrol, watching the monitors, inputting data, or spending some much needed time having fun, Ironhide's finding it hard not to think about you. He won't even touch the topic of his dreams, trying to erase them completely from his databanks without having to go to Ratchet. He can't let you know how you've affected him. He can just imagine the smug, haughty look on your face already, the way your lips would curl up in that insufferable way they do when you're clearly on his last nerve as the humans say.

He's dealt with plenty of mechs like you, arrogant and hotheaded, but none that rile him up in the way you do. Frustration and annoyance have become like best friends in his day-to-day life during the war, but not this particular heat in his energon lines. He hates brats like you, but Ironhide can't deny the enticing jut of your lips; the way you lean on one leg, hands on your hip armor, attractive in a way few things are for him anymore.

More than once, he's thought about putting that bratty mouth to good use. The only mech you seem to actually respect is Optimus, looking up to him with clear admiration, could he get you to look up at him, too? Could he get a clear and obedient "yes, sir" from your vocalizer? Or perhaps another designation would suit your mouth better. He shouldn't indulge the thought more than he has, but the idea of you looking up at him with coy interest and a tinge of shame is too tantalizing. Your protests to his interest all but forgotten when he finally has you wrapped around his spike, brattily demanding he give you more as if you weren't previously mortified at the idea.

Ironhide tries to shove the fantasies aside, but you seek him out like an annoying little fly in his periphery: your smug smile thrown over your shoulder pauldron as you pass him. No matter how much he denies it, you two seem to be on a crash course towards his most shameful desires.

[snatching-ishidates-wig]

Ironhide has fallen and he can't get up 😔

[tweeapis]

I wanna crush them

[that-glitter-chick]

Transformers characters being affectionate. I’m touched starved and envious, leave me alone lol.

[pocoslip]

The Five Autobots from the 86 Line that Matters to me

(I don't like the 2007 Transformers Movie but I Love the G1 Autobots they picked for the Same Movie too)

[genericstudios]

Art dump :]

[healix17]

Would you be willing to write any JazzOp or IronOp (hell even all three?). Maybe post-war reunions pleases and thanks :) 🦕🦈

I flipped a coin and it landed on heads. IRONOP!!!!

Ridiculous!

Optimus Prime's engine sputtered as his alt mode came to a grinding halt on the rough terrain. He was stuck, his systems refusing to transform back into his robot mode due to a critical malfunction. The leader of the Autobots found himself stranded in the middle of nowhere, unable to call for help as his comms were down. The situation was dire, and all he could do was wait.

A few minutes later, the unmistakable rumble of a heavy-duty truck drew closer. Ironhide, in his rugged GMC Topkick mode, approached the stranded Prime.

He transformed with a sigh, surveying the scene with an unimpressed look.

"What happened, Prime? Forget how to shift gears?" Ironhide asked, trying to hide his concern behind a mask of sarcasm.

Optimus tried to respond, but his systems wouldn’t allow him to revert to his bot mode. His engines whirred weakly, a sign of just how bad the damage was.

Ironhide sighed again, shaking his head. "Well, ain't this just a slaggin' mess."

Without another word, he transformed back into his alt mode and backed up to Prime’s immobile form.

With a bit of grumbling, Ironhide attached a tow cable to Optimus, securing it tightly.

"This is gonna be one heck of a story to tell the others," Ironhide muttered as he started towing the massive semi-truck that was Optimus Prime back to the Autobot base.

The journey was slow and awkward, with Ironhide occasionally making ridiculous comments about the even more ridiculousness of the situation.

But underneath it all, there was a sense of loyalty.

No matter how much Ironhide might grumble, he was always there to help when it mattered.

As they approached the base, Ironhide couldn’t resist one last jab. "Next time, Prime, leave the breakdowns to the Decepticons, yeah?"

Optimus' engine gave a weak hum, as close to a laugh as he could manage in his current state.

It was good to have comrades like Ironhide—always there to lend a helping hand, even when things got tough.

There you go, boss babe! It's simple, to the point, and captures that Ironhide grumpiness while helping out Optimus.

If you want any adjustments done, feel free to ask!