#mtmte dratchet x reader

[uselessmicrowave]

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MTMTE Autobots please :) I don't have any preference on gender for my match but I'm personally fem! I'm 5'3" with green eyes and just past shoulder-length mousy brown hair, and my style can go from streetwear to sundresses and sweaters. I've got two cats that I baby wholeheartedly and who keep me company while I play video games. For hobbies or any other activities I'm pretty much down for anything as long as it's with friends. I'm fairly intelligent until any math comes up. Procrastination is certainly my worst habit next to laughing when I shouldn't, and my pet peeve is people who are angry ALL the time. I'm even-tempered mostly but I also need time by myself or I get snappy unintentionally. Thank you!

Ahh thank you anon! I’m matching you with MTMTE Ratchet and Drift!

Drift fragging loves your cats. He makes jokes all the time about looking just like them because of his kibble and how they’re your kids, ect.

Ratchet loves it when you wear sun dresses, doesn’t mention this to you but claims it’s ‘easy access’.

Drift will feed off of your ‘laughing when you’re not supposed to’ habit and you two will end up laughing at anything and everything.

When you get snappy, Ratchet gets snappy and poor Drift has to recharge in between you two without giving either of you affection, because that’d be picking sides which leads to more snapping at each other.

When procrastination gets in your way, Ratchet will try to help you through it, like he does with Drift.

[tinydefector]

Psst , The human affect last one where after MC post those spicy pic's, imagine the new of it on Swerve bar's DRAMA and Chaos 😂😂😂 I want to see the reactions

Who's servos- Human effects

Words: 1.1k

Warnings: taking about explicit photos, light smut, hand humping, Drunk robots.

I added a sprinkle of Dratchet in here because I love these old men. So enjoy the boys reactions to the Ambassador's photos.

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Swerves Bar is overly loud as mechs argue amongst each other as they try to figure out what bot was shacked up with the Ambassador, everyone looking at the photos as they try and figure out who's servos they are. 

"I'm telling you, those are Rodimus' servos for sure!" someone slurred, slamming their drink. "Only he's got servos that colour!" 

“Ah no, Animus has the same coloured Servos!” 

“Don't look at me im on the Ethics committee, and whoever is involved in this clearing doesn't care about the ethical side of interspecies relations which we have no knowledge on!” Animus argued back the moment his name was mentioned 

“What if it's UltraMagnus who painted them so he doesn't get caught!” Aquabat chimed in trying to be part of the conversation. 

"As if!" another scoffed. "Ultra stick-up-the-tailpipe would never. My shanix are on Atomizer." Gears states into his drink. 

At the counter, Rodimus nursed his engex with a scowl. "Sure as Frag wasn't me,  i'd be boasting about that in person!, plus the servos don't have the detailing I have!" He argued back. 

Drift flashed a sly grin. "Oh I don't know, Roddy - they do raise an interesting point. You are the Mech they spend a lot of time with who's captain of the ship, and I believe you'd keep it a secret to spite everyone" the ex con was Overcharged himself, drifting from where Rodimus sat and where Ratchet was sulking over his own drink. 

"It has to be one of the senior staff," argued Hound. "They've got the most face time with the Ambassador." 

"Don't discount the scientists," Brainstorm countered. "Interspecies collaboration is crucial work." A collection of them look at Brainstorm for a kilk. 

Nautica scowled as she passed by. "We all know you have no tack Brainstorm."  

Tailgate tugged Rewind's arm anxiously. "Do you think we'll get in trouble for looking? I didn't mean to pry, honest!"

Rewind shook his head. "No, its publicly posted with consent, pretty sure if the Ambassador had issues with it High command would have dealt with it already " 

Beside them, Swerve studied the photos intently. "Maybe I should invite the ambassador for drinks. Get to chatting, see if we could get them to spill."

"No harassing them," Rodimus warned, stealing Swerve's datapad. "Now let it go, mechs. Their choices aren't anyone's business but their own." 

Skids appeared at Drift's side suddenly. "Can you believe it, Drift?, who do you think it is?" He waved a datapad at the speedster, proudly displaying an image. 

Swerve perchs up his field mischievous. "Any guesses on the lucky mech, Drift?, we're Taking bets" He states in singy song tone. 

“C’mon Tailgate, don’t be such a prude,” Skids nudged the minibot to look at the photos  as he ducked shyly behind his engex. “Ain’t you curious?” 

Swerve flashed a waggle. "C'mon Drift, place your chips! I got hot odds on Roddy, Crossblades, or maybe even that slippery therapist Rung." 

Hound elbowed in, visor blinding. "Do they show interface arrays? Wonder how alien bits compare!" 

Drifts optics focus in on the holos taking in the Ambassador and the servos, Drift felt his energon run cold as his optics focused unmistakably on the servos in the image. Oh, he knew those battle-worn appendages all too well - how many vorns had he felt their merciless precision upon his mesh, heard their owner growl his name through the throes of overload? 

But dear Primus, how had the Ambassador come to possess Ratchet's severed servos? A flash of memory surfaced - hadn't Ratchet left them in medical incase he ever had to use them again. after the massacre at Delphi. 

He snuck a surreptitious glance at Ratchet through the chaos, the grumpy Medic seemed to slouch more in his seat while spilling a bright green mixed high grade. A smirk spread Drift's lips. “ don't Bet Swerve” he states. Rising smoothly, making a beeline for Ratchet with the holo in hand.

Ratchet glances up when he sees Drift, had the CMO not been so drained and worried he might have smiled at Drift, but with everything that had happened with Traxies his systems were running full alert. "Well well, look who finally noticed me," Ratchet remarked dryly as Drift slid into the seat beside him, weariness pulling his field taut as ever-tightening screws. "And just what have you got there that's got your relays in a twist?"

Drift took a moment to slowly moving to straddle his conjunx lap, teasing whispering to him as he handed over the holo. "Funny thing - seems our dear Ambassador has found a new use for those old servos of yours, though how, I couldn't say..."  Ratchet whipped his gaze to the image, intake dropping open at the sight of all-too-familiar digits wrapped intimately around supple flesh. His fans stuttered violently. 

"The pit...how in Primus's name did they get a hold of my old servos?!" He rasped, snatching the holo to pore over with widening optics. Somewhere in the drunken din, Drift managed to slap a servo over Ratchet's mouth before he made a scene. 

Drift leaned close, vents puffing hot against an audial. "Well? Care to make a claim, or shall mystery have them all in a tizzy?" he purred silkily. Ratchet grimaces, field warming ever so slightly beneath its veneer of exhaustion. "None of their business," he grumbled, staring pointedly at Drift. 

Drift chuckled, glossa flicking coyly over his dermas. "Aw, don't be like that. You know you're enjoying the thought of having every optic in this bar on you, imagining all the sinful things you'd do” 

A rumbling growl escaped Ratchet's intake. "And you'd best mind your tone, or you'll find yourself in need of a medical. Again." But his field betrayed amusement Drift's optics glinted knowingly. "You say that like it's a chore, but we both recall how creative your medical procedures can be...especially with an eager patient beneath those adept servos." 

"You're like rust" Ratchet huffs but lets Drift continue, his mind does start to wonder about how soft the Ambassador looks. "Honestly, you're worse than the younglings sometimes, Drift." But his digits had already found their way to rest in the seams of Drift’s hips. 

The Ex con nuzzled closer still, voice playful even in his overcharged state. "How you wound me, doctor." His servo crept daringly across Ratchet's plating, tracing patterns. "Just imagine - that soft little frame. The sounds you could coax from those lips..."

A shiver worked its way through Ratchet's struts, betraying his fraying self-control. "You really are determined to get us both in more trouble than we can handle, aren't you?" But his engine revved eagerly all the same. Drift purred contentedly as deft medic's digits found all his sensitive nodes just right. "Mm, you say trouble but I know how you enjoy a challenge, doc." 

His field pulsed hot as his imagination, arousal spiking at thought of the Ambassador with them. "Just picture it - that lithe organic frame writhing between us, so curious and willing to learn." Drift continued to grind against Ratchet's servos. "You'll get us both in the brig, get back to my Hub you're overcharged" he huffs out. 

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[in1-nutshell]

I'M SORRY!! But can i request Buddy who's Dratchet's kid ending up in Fearless universe??

At the first moment that they see one another, they are besties.

But what would be the other reactions to them?? At first they don’t say anything about their dimension, dying to know the new one. But after a while they end up opening up and telling them from the adoption to the court problem and what their bio parents did.

What would be the other reaction to this? How is dratchet going to react??

The two human's of the Lost Light finally meet!

Hope you enjoy!

Dratchet's kid meeting Fearless

SFW, Platonic, Familial, Human reader

MTMTE

Fearless was seriously considering asking Brainstorm for a radar to detect where these random interdimensional portals would pop up.

For their sake and for the sake of their now crushed spine.

At least this time they were human.

The new human quickly got off Fearless’s back looking slightly panicked.

Fearless sits up, slightly groaning from the pain in their back. Fearless: “Hey kid, calm down, you’re safe here.” The kid looks around slightly frantic: “Am I on the Lost Light?” Fearless raises their eyebrow: “Yeah? You must be from a universe that also has a Lost Light.” The human looks at them confused: “What do you mean ‘universe’?” Fearless: “Before that, what’s your name? I’m Fearless.” The other human’s eyes widen a bit: “Fearless?” Fearless: “Yeah, not my Earth name. Haven’t used that name in a while. Its more—” The human smiles: “—a nickname that just stuck?” Fearless: “Yeah, I’m assuming that you got one too?” The human nods: “Whirl gave me the nickname Dratchet.” Fearless smiles widely: “Whirl gave you a name too!” Dratchet smiles back. Maybe this wasn’t going to be too bad…

Things were much smoother in explaining the interdimensional portals.

Mainly because Dratchet had been studying portals with Brainstorm a few days ago.

Fearless immediately wanted to show Dratchet around the ship.

Dratchet was bouncing around happily at the proposal wanting to know everything about this universe and how it was different from their own.

Strange enough, it took a while for anyone to notice that there was another human on board.

Mainly because Whirl found out about the new human and insisted carrying the pair in his cockpit.

He also wanted to see how long it would take for someone to notice the human.

It lasted for a good two hours before whirl got bored and decided to give the new human a proper dramatic entrance.

At Swerve’s…

Whirl marches up to the booth where Megatron is. He looks up. Megatron: “Whirl, do you need something?” Whirl: “Yes, the child support.” Megatron: “What?” Whirl pops open his cockpit revealing Fearless and Dratchet, both who smile and wave happily. Whirl: “Say hello to your new kid!” Dratchet looking up at him. Dratchet: “Megs isn’t my dad Whirl. Wrong mechs.” Megatron finally processes that there is a new human. Megatron sighs defeatedly: “A portal?” Fearless: “A portal.”

Surely after that the entire bar moved in to get a look at the new human.

Dratchet was having the time of their life meeting these alternate versions of their family.

Spouting stories from their universe while also listening in on the stories from this universe.

Whirl: “Hey tiny.” Dratchet looks up at Whirl. Dratchet: “Yeah? What’s up?” Whirl: “You mentioned earlier that Megatron here wasn’t your dad. So… how is it?” Dratchet smirks. Dratchet: “Why don’t you guess?” They glance over at Drift and Ratchet before looking back at the crowd. Dratchet: “Any guess? Anyone?” Riptide: “Brainstorm and Perceptor.” Dratchet gives him a look. Dratchet: “No.” Pipes: “Thunderclash and Rodimus.” *Faint sounds of Rodimus puking in the background* Dratchet looks slightly appalled: “What? No! You know what, don’t try and guess--”  Nightbeat: “Ratchet and Drift.” Dratchet: “…” They look over at the pair and shyly wave. Drift was the first to make a move and walks over followed by Ratchet. Drift: “So, you’re our…” Dratchet: “I’m your kid, yeah—” Drift lifts them up and pulls them into a hug turning to Ratchet. Drift: “We have a kid!” Ratchet lets out a soft smile and nods. Tailgate nudges at the detective: “How did you—” Nightbeat: “Their name is a mix of their own. It was obvious.”

After the reveal, Dratchet tells the crew about how they became Drift and Ratchet’s kid and the emotional rollercoaster of what happened when they returned to Earth.

On a day that was supposed to be full of fun, turn to one to decide the future custody of the child.

Drift and Ratchet did tense a bit hearing the tale of the court room.

Of course, Dratchet wasn’t their kid, but they also couldn’t imagine what was going through their counter parts helms when they were in that court room.

The pair had their fair share of parenting with Fearless, but they couldn’t imagine having a kid of their own.

Maybe in the future?

Who knows when you’re traveling on the Lost Light.

Dratchet does make it clear that if their presence does bother the pair to let them know.

It backfires and now Dratchet is spending most of their time with their parents’ alternatives.

It pains the pair to say goodbye to the kid when they have to leave, but they can also imagine the near hysteria their counterparts must been trying to find their kid after a few days.

In Dratchet’s universe…

Dratchet lands on top of a sleeping Rodimus. Rodimus jolts up nearly knocking the human off his chassis. He quickly catches them before they hit the ground. Rodimus: “Dratchet?!” Dratchet smiles as they are pulled into the captains’ chassis. Rodimus: “Where have you been?! We’ve been search all over the ship for you!” Dratchet: “Well there was this—HEY!” Rodimus jumps out of his berth, transforms and starts speeding off while Dratchet was clutching onto their seatbelt for dear life. Dratchet: “RODDY! SLOW DOWN!” Rodimus making several quick turns. He stops in front a familiar habsuite door. He transforms, holding Dratchet in one servo and begins knocking on the door with much urgency. Drift is at the door with a sword in his servo. Drift: “Rodimus! What in Primus’s name are…” He looks at Dratchet in his friend’s servo waving. Dratchet: “Hey Drift.” A small noise creeps from Drift’s voicebox as he drops his sword. Ratchet comes from behind him. Ratchet: “Drift what—Dratchet? Dratchet!” Ratchet reaches over and gets the small human in his servos, holding them close to his chassis. Dratchet tries and gives him the biggest hug they could. Drift: “Where did you find them?” Rodimus shrugs: “They literally fell on my chassis.” Dratchet yawning: “I’ll explain everything after a nap, yeah?” All three mech nod. Rodimus returns to his room as Drift closes the door. Ratchet is look around for any injuries. Dratchet hugs his digit: “I’m fine Ratchet.” The medic huffs as he settles back in the berth. Drift follows closely and places a servo over them. Drift: “You have some explaining to do kiddo.” Dratchet yawns and rest on the pair’s servos. Dratchet: “Later… Sleep now…” And with that all three of them went into a peaceful sleep.

[cyberrose2001]

Updated: 29th September 2024

At the moment, I won’t be doing them in any specific order. If I can’t find motivation for a fic, then I’ll move on to another and leave it for later.

If one of the fics listed below is bolded, that means I am currently writing it

1. TFRID15 or TFA Grimlock (??) x Reader (baby dino grimlock, GN reader, human reader, platonic, sfw)

2. TFP Soundwave & Shockwave x Reader (general headcanons, femme reader, cybertronian reader, nsfw)

3. TFP Optimus x Reader (rescuing reader from megatron, smut ending, human, fem, afab, nsfw)

4. TFP Darksteel, Skylynx, Predaking x Reader (threesome turned foursome, fem, cybertronian, nsfw)

5. TFP Synth-En Optimus x Reader (flirting, human, fem, perhaps nsfw)

6. MTMTE Dratchet x Reader (breeding kink, rut cycles, human, afab, nsfw)

7. RB Heatwave x Reader (human, fem, afab, nsfw)

8. TFP Synth-En Wheeljack x Reader (breeding kink, human, afab, nsfw)

9. TF One D-16/Megatron x Reader (size difference, cybertronian, gn reader, nsfw or sfw)

10. TF One Bee x Reader (human, fem, fluff/suggestive)

11. TFP Megatron x Reader (breeding kink, human, afab, nsfw)

12. TF One or TFA Sentinel Prime x Reader (multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, breeding, cybertronian, afab, nsfw)

13. MTMTE Whirl x Reader (filthy smut, human reader, afab, nsfw)

15. TFP Starscream x Reader (tit sucking/nursing, human, fem, afab, nsfw)

14. MTMTE Prowl x Reader (quality time, relaxing, human, fem, sfw or nsfw)

16. TFP OptiRatch x Reader (praise kink, breeding, human, ftm, nsfw)

[mskenway97]

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Pending works (my works):

Analysis G/T Transformers Dark of the Moon (2011)

First Contact Au Human goes to Cybertron

Curious Cat ROTB Mirage x !Fem!Human!Reader (2/3)

bot x human cat play (g/t fearplay, maybe valvelplug or vore)

ROTB Optimus x OC (Luize) tale of robot and human (2/15)

Bayverse Optimus x fem!human!reader (valveplug)

bot x human (episode sakura)

tfp megatron x human!reader (human pet)

Tfp soundwave x human!reader meformers (1/?)

Tf one megop (d16 and orion pax) x human!reader merfomers

In work:

TFP!Starscream x Cybertronian!Reader (fluff)

Pending Request (Asks):

Merformers Optimus x reader

Tf energon decepticons x gn! Human!reader

Yandere Mtmte dratchet x gn!human!reader

Yandere Velocity and Nautica x gn!human!reader

Bayverse Ironhide x gn!human!reader (valveplug)

[bellaroonie-writes]

could i have some sweet and fluffy dratchet perhaps? 👉👈

I legitimately suck at writing them and my brain isn't processing shit rn so this turned into dratchet x reader💀

Also i've been meaning to write dratchet x reader bc holy fuck.

Maybe we need you.

Dratchet x Reader

I used female pronouns here but they are easy enough to change!

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You sat at the bar as people spoke and music played.

This was supposed to be a happy place but all you could think about was how lonely you were.

The need to be in a relationship was there but the fear of getting hurt was overbearing. You had been put through hell while with the DJD.

You and your siblings were like any group of average humans and you kind of wanted it to stay that way but no. Whatever controled fate had something else in mind. They fucked you all up and turned you into Cybertronians. They even went as far as to hurt your nephew as well.

You scanned the room and your eyes landed on your brother and his fiance, a beautiful, young couple, who had an incredibly smart and beautiful son and were expecting again. Next to them sat the eldest of you and your siblings, your sister. A beautiful young woman who seemed to have it all figured out sat next to her boyfriend. An incredibly smart couple who seemed to be a match made in heaven. All seemed to be normal for them even though they were nothing but normal.

You went back to scanning the room and your eyes landed on Drift and Ratchet, I relatively new relationship but they also seemed to be a match made in heaven.

You always had feelings for them, not that you'd say anything. They were already together, and happy at that. You smiled gently as Drift looked over you. He began to wave you over and you gently declinded.

When you turned back to look at Drift you were surprised as the red and white mech was already more than halfway across the room. You could've sworn you had only looked at Swerve for a split second.

"Goddamn he moves quick."

You shot up to your feet and began to move to the other side of the bar as Drift got closer. You knew he wasn't gonna drop the topic that easily. You paniced as you jumped from the bar to a table and then shot over to where your siblings were.

They smiled as you arrived but quickly gave you a questioning glance as you slid under the table.

Drift quickly approached and stopped at the table you were at.

"Did you see where that crazy thing slipped off to?"

You could hear your brother choking back a laugh as Drift asked him that question. You could hear Drift leaving after a few minutes and thats when you decided to book it out of the loud room.

Darting down the massive halls you had to weave in and out of mechs legs and you had to make sure you didn't get stepped on but soon enough you made it to your habsuite. Punching in the code you made it inside just before Whirl came sliding around the corner to bother you.

You smiled as you flopped into your bed. Roling onto your back you whipped out your phone to see a missed call from Ratchet, and then three from Drift.

You chuckled remembering what you had just done and plugged your phone in. You walked towards your dresser and began to rummage through the drawers with little regard for what fell out and hit the floor.

A ping from your phone caught your attention and as you moved closer you realized who it was. It was Drift, of course it was.

"We're coming."

You threw on a pair of pajamas and flopped into bed just in time as the door opened.

"See I told you, she's asleep. Now lets go."

"I highly doubt that she's actually asleep Ratch. Even if she is, i'm gonna wake her up."

You began to panic into your pillow as you heard Drift approach. Your heartrate shot through the roof as Drift poked your back and Ratchet began to reprimand him.

You rolled over eventually and groaned when Drift smiled like a child on Christmas.

"We wanna talk to you about something important."

You groaned again asking if it could wait till morning. When you were scooped up out of bed you took it as a no.

You sat up in Drifts palm trying to readjust your eyes to the bright lights of the ship.

When you finally arrived at the shared room you fell back on Drifts hands.

"What did you want to talk about? Make it quick bc i'm about to passout."

Drift smiled down at you and Ratchet say down on the berth next to you.

Smiling up at him you noticed how hard he seemed to be focusing on you.

"We wanted to talk about your feelings."

The sentence shot a wave of fear uo your spine. Had they found out somehow? Had you told them some drunken night you don't remember.

"As you know Ratchet and I are sparked but, we have been debating adding a third person into our relationship."

"That third person being you" Ratchet interrupted.

You looked between the two a few times, searching for some proof of a lie hidden in their eyes. When you didn't find anything you looked down at your hands which was playing with your shirt.

"If you're not comfortable with the idea we understand though! You've been through a lot and we understand if your not ready to love another person, or two."

You finally looked back up at both of them with a smile.

"I think I'm ready."

At that simple sentence Drift was beaming and Ratchet might as well have been to.

Drift grabbed you and gave you a light peck on your forehead before gently tucking you underneath his chin, Ratchet laying down next to the red and white mech and placing a hand over your torso and pressing a kiss to his lovers cheek plate.

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HOLY HELL THIS WAS LONG AND SO WEIRD.

I'm praying this made sense and honestly it was so much fun to write about thank you for this ask again.

I love you all lots and you're all incredibly smart and valid. Have a great day or night my dears!

[jazz-miester]

Holding hands. Ya know. Like normal bots.

Pairing: Ratchet x Bot!Reader x Drift

Song: Sunlight- Hozier

Warnings: None. Just fluff.

An: Y'all for the life of me I can't find a while lot of content for this. So I'm doing it myself. I love these two so much. (I also may rewrite this. I'm not completely happy with how it turned out but I do hope you all enjoy!)

(Bot reader is also gender neutral. Forgot to put that!)

They both noticed them at the same time. A soft smile pressed against a face that looked like it was plucked from an artist's canvas. Their optics were bright as they laughed. Their friends joining in with the harmonious music.

Their hands gestured almost wildly. Dancing through the air whilst they told their story. As they finish they come to a standstill, their fingers pressing against their cheek as they took a listening ear. Helm tilted to the side as they did so.

Drift has only seen them a few times here and there. And only when Rodimus was around. Y/n was one of the few bots that could stand Rodimus's more outlandish ideas of fun.

With a drink pressed to what he could only call sinful lips. He didn't have to point them out for Ratchet to notice either. Didn't have to speak a word.

"I've only seen them once for a check up. Haven't seen them since." Oh if he believed in any type of god it would be them. After they left he wouldn't see them again unless they needed him. It was a large ship and only seeing someone once in a blue moon wasn't an uncommon occurrence.

Their laughter carried over to the table they were sitting at. Drift seemed to glow as he placed a servo over Ratchets. The medic hardly sparing a glance as he gripped Drifts servos just a bit tighter.

"Ratty."

"No." Drift chuckled as he watched his Conjunx's optics follow the bot they were watching leave. All curves. Their frame moved languidly. Like water flowing through a stream. Calming but promises of disaster whispering on the edges. Hips swing while they walk. Punctuated by the lines on thier thighs.

Something neither of them would mind holding deep into the night.

"C'mon. Just a little talk. We both know we like them. What could it hurt?" Ratchet took a drink and set the empty glass far in front of himself.

"Drift. What of they don't want to be with either of us?" Drift arched a brow and snickered. Then began laughing. Shoulders shaking as disbelief went through him.

"Really Ratchet? That's what worries you. Rejection." He pressed a kiss to Ratchets servo. "If that was the case I would have never been with you. You deserve more than an ex-con. More than what I can currently give you." Ratchet shook his helm.

"Not this again." Drift grined.

"I'll go on until I've ran out of breath and you know that." Ratchet stared at him. Deadpan as he told Drift.

"We're cybertronian. Not human. We don't breath." And with that Drift threw his hands in the air.

"Not only have you missed my point, but they've gotten away."

"Drift-"

"Ratty?" Drift wiggled in his seat, giving Ratchet a "look" as the Doctor was prone to saying.

All Drift knew was that it made Ratchet soften and cave in. Useful when he tried to get the mech to rest.

"I. Fine." Ratchet drank then stole the rest of Drifts drink. Something something on the beach. "Stop giving me that look you've one."

"Ye-" Ratchet cut Drift off.

"Under the condition that we get to know them first. Outside of Rodimus and Doctors visits." Drift nodded his helm rapidly. Excited that they got to meet this new bot.

To get the possibility to add to his little family.

It wasn't to long after that Ratchet got to talk to them. Not even a full week later they were in the med bay.

"A twisted arm and. Primus how did you even manage that?" He glanced up at the bot in front of them. Their frame darkly colored, bright pink energon smeared all over their tapered waist. They had the decency to look ashamed.

"In my defense Rodimus told me I couldn't do it." Y/n shrugged their shoulders. "I did it but got a spike in the side. And rolled. And well." They vaguely gestured at their twisted arm.

"And here I thought you were one of the sensible ones." Ratchet went straight to work. The words muttered under his breath as he Dulled pain receptors and twisted metal back into shape and fixing pierced armour.

He was answered by a flushed faceplate and stuttering fans.

They spent another week together in the med bay. Where he learned they got just as twitchy as Drift when he had to sit still for too long. In truth they were ready to leave two days ago.

But he liked the way they got flustered over small touches. Was it an abuse if his power? Probably. Did he care? Frag no.

And it was nice seeing them fit so easily with Drift. They listened to him aptly. Optics wide as he taught them all he knew about meditation, crystals, and his time with the Circle of Light.

And here the three of them were. Y/n's helm was facing Drift, who was sitting next to them. Ratchet was between their legs, thick fingers prodding along their neck. He could feel their pulse quickening as he checked for any residual soreness.

"Everything ok Ratchet?" They asked. Wide eyes peering up at him. Ratchet hummed in response.

"Seems to be." He pointed a finger at them. "And if you come back in this medbay because you got hurt by another stunt like that one I will reformat you into a toaster." Y/n chuckled and nodded their helm. Ratchet softened a bit at that smile. And it seems so did Drift.

Drift looked over at Ratchet. Then sent him a message through their private com link.

:Can we ask them now?:

:No.: Ratchet left from in front of Y/n and began making the last of his notes on their chart.

:C'mon Ratty! Them coming into the medbay like this got the both of us to know them together! It's a perfect opportunity!: Ratchets hands found a place on his hips as he turned to glare at his conjux.

: No. Not yet.: Drift sighed.

:The worst thing that could happen is a no.:

Y/n glanced between the two of them. Clearly they were arguing about something.

"Should. Should I leave?" They were already partway off of the berth before Drift stopped them. A hand splaying across thier chest. He could feel thier spark fluttering deep inside.

"Would you like to go get drinks with as down at Swerves?" Y/n was taken back a moment so he quickly added. "As friends of course. I'd like to think we've all gotten a little closer together. Right?"

Y/n felt their tanks turn as nervousness took over them. It is true they all got to know each other a little bit more. And they have spoken to Drift a few times before this. Being friends with Rodimus allotted time for that. And Drift has been nothing but nice to them.

Out of the corner of their optic they could see Ratchet fidgeting with a rag trying to seem busy. Something told them that this was more that just friends going out to drink.

"Ya. I'd love that." They smiled at him. "What time? I think Swerve was gonna hold a movie tonight as well. We could go watch that?" Drift grinned. Fanged teeth just catching on his bottom lip.

"Sounds perfect."

And that's exactly what they did. Again and again. Whenever all three of them had time off, which was difficult because of Ratchets odd hours, they would get together.

And at the same time it hurt y/n. The two of them were perfect together. It made them wonder why they wanted to hang out with them. They were nothing special. Didn't have any high rankings or noticable achievements during or after the war. So when the feelings started they almost quick hanging out the the couple all together.

Ratchet and Drift never made them feel like a third wheel. Hardly. They included them in everything. It was confusing. New territory to explore and yet.

"Y/n? You there Glow Bug?" Y/n groaned at the nickname. They got it after Drift began teasing them over how brightly thier faceplates began everytime it flushed out of emberasement or nervousness. Y/n wondered if he knew it was because of him and Ratchet.

"Huh? Oh ya. Sorry. Just got lost in thought for a moment." Ratchets fingers ghosted over their faceplates. Sure enough they began to flush once more.

"Are you getting sick? I told you to come in a while ago." They shook their helm.

"No. No I'm not. I." Should they asked? They don't want to ruin the friendship that they have with them. Ratchet and Drift were the closest friends they had next to Rodimus.

They took a long sip of their drink.

"Is everything ok Glowbug?" Drift tilted his helm. "You are looking a little warm there. To much to drink?"

"M'fine. Honestly." They felt Ratchets arm come to rest on the seat behind him as the older mech sat back in his seat. His thumb brushed the nape of their neck sending shivers down their spine.

All of this was confusing. Y/n was having trouble distinguishing platonic touch and a more intimate touch. Never having really been able to get a deeper relationship with anybody other than friends.

Honestly. Why would Ratchet or Drift want them. Y/n felt Drifts knee press against their own as he reached over to pour more enjex into Ratchets and their glass. The bright pink liquid swirling as the glass filled.

It was quite between them for a moment. The other patrons of the bar talking around them.

Confusion was swirling through their though thoughts. One moment Drift an Ratchet were acting like friends and the next they were flirting. Touches that were anything but casual. Given the chance they would loved to be in a relationship with them but realistically. Do they really deserve that? They wouldn't want to ruin anything that the two already have. And they cherish their friendship. It's just.

"Ok. Now I know something is wrong. You never this lost in thought." Drift placed his servo over theirs. His thumb brushes over their knuckles. Y/n wasn't small by any means but even still, it looked like his hand engulfed theirs.

"Why?" Y/n said at last. Their voice a little to this side of shaking for their liking.

"Why what, Glowbug?" Drift asked. His hand never leaving theirs.

"Why are you guys doing this?" The two drew theirs hands back almost comically fast.

The two began making faces at one another. Something they've come to learn was them speaking over their coms or through their bond.

Ratchets shoulders shrugged downwards as if pulled by a great weight. Drift looked everywhere but them.

"It wasn't our intention to make you feel uncomfortable." Ratchet pulled away from them as did Drift.

It left an ache in their spark.

"If we made you feel forced to do anything we apologize. Sincerely." Drift looked back and them. His mouth opened and closed. "I know I'm an ex con but. Anything anyone's told you more than likely isn't true."

Y/n snort laughed. Drifts faced was almost comical. Confusion painted all over.

"That's. That's hardly it at all. I meant. Why are you guys being so nice?" They gripped their drink tightly. "I mean. I love our friendship. Really I do. It's the closest I've gotten to any one but. Some stuff. A lot of stuff is new to me." Ratchets hand rested onto their shoulder.

"And?"

"And I don't understand. I don't want to ruin what we have. At all. But. Something is telling me you want to be more. More than just friends." Drift smiled softly. His thumb brushing the rim of his drink.

"Ya. Both me and Ratchet." He made a point to mention the medic. "We both like you. A lot. And we did want to get to know you as a friend. Mostly. But we didn't want to." He nodded his helm side to side. "We didn't want to proposition you for anything you didn't want to do. Honestly. We were waiting for you to say something first. With me being third of command and Ratchet being cmo."

Y/n hesitated. Here they were. They knew the solid truth now. And truly. They would live to be with them. But.

"You've never been in a relationship before. Have you?" Ratchet asked. His voice low and soft as to not seem like he was making fun.

"I." They sighed. "No. I haven't. I wasn't ever able to but. I'd like to. With both of you." They drew in bit on themselves. Then smiled. "I couldn't think of anyone better than to be in a relationship with. It's just. I have absolutely no idea how any of this works."

Drift laughed. His shoulders shaking.

"Ratty! They said-" Ratchet cut them off.

"I know what they said." He looked back at y/n. "You would have us?"

"I'm pretty sure I already said yes. Unless your so old we need to have First Aid check your hearing." Ratchet laughed and snarked back at them.

"I'm not so old that I wouldn't be able to hear you calling my name." He waited for a moment for it to sink in. Muttered directly into their audio receptor.

"Oh." Faceplates grew with heat. Glowbug indeed.

Drift took pity on them.

"I'll tell you what y/n. We'll start here." He grabbed ahold of one of their hands. Then reached over to do the same to Ratchet. "Holding hands. Ya know. Like normal bots."

[brainstorm-love-bot]

may i request ratchet + drift x reader on a lazy day? there's nothing urgent to do and everyone's relaxing and you have a chance to be cuddly and soft ....

MY HEART AT THIS REQUEST. ANON YOU FUCKIN GENUIS.

You let out a content sigh, laying your head or just your body in this case on Drift‘s chassis. There wasn’t anything to do. Well, that’s a lie. There’s plenty of things to do on the Lost Light. You were just too lazy to go do them. You were perfectly content laying on your boyfriend’s (?) chassis. You’d go bug Ratchet later. He needs to spend a lazy day with both of you.

“You look tired. You can head to sleep if you want.” Drift said, looking down at you. You swear he is a mind reader. He knows a lot of your emotions a lot of the time and what you’re thinking. But really, he just pays attention to your body language. It’s incredible how much he pays attention to you.

You shook your head as a form of no. “Nah. I’m fine. You’re just…really comfy.” You yawned, not really caring if it sounded weird or not. Drift wouldn’t even find it weird in the first place. He’s finding it pretty endearing actually. You made a small moan feeling his digit rub your back. It felt amazing. How was it so gentle? You pondered. After a minute, you decided not to make your head hurt wrapping around the things Drift can and can’t do.

After a few seconds, the door to Drift’s quarter’s opened. Speak of the devil, it was Ratchet.

“Drift, where have you been?”

“Relaxing?”

“Ooh, must be nice. I need your help with something.”

Ratchet’s sarcasm was pretty normal. But him asking Drift for help? Is he okay? You wondered. But it did make you feel a little happy that Ratchet was asking for his help in particular—fuck, just anyone’s help.

“It can’t wait? Come on, Ratch. Don’t you wanna join us?” Drift grinned, putting his arm behind his helm. That grin of his could make you and Ratchet weak. There was no getting out of this one. Nope, absolutely not.

Ratchet rubbed his face with his servos, shaking his helm. “You’re unbelievable.” He muttered. Drift and you were an unpredictable pair. One second you two are telling Rodimus why it’s not a good idea to put super glue on Magnus’ chair in his office, the next second you’re causing trouble yourselves.

You had to smile when Ratchet climbed in with you two. You went over to climb onto his chassis.

“Hello, Dear.”

“It’s weird to see your relaxing.”

“Haha, funny.”

“I know. I’m very funny.”

“To an extent My love, to an extent.”

You chuckled and laid your body on his chassis. It didn’t take you long to fall fast asleep. Lord knows you needed that.

“They’re asleep.” Drift pointed out, stroking your hair. He stopped seeing you squirm. He wouldn’t dare to wake you. You’re not the best when you’re woken up.

“Figure that on your own, Captain Obvious?”

“Did you?”

“No.”

“I love you, you know that?”

“I do and well, I love you too.”

[my-writings-and-musings]

MTMTE Headcannon Prompt

Sharing a Berth

Part One: Here!

Part Two: Here!

Part Three: Here!

Part Four: You're Here!

Part Five: Here!

This particular batch will focus on couples! If you'd like to see any of these bots individual headcannons though, feel free to drop a request in my inbox!

Drift/Ratchet

·These two haven't been together very long, but when their sudden connection to you grows to an intensity they can no longer ignore, it's not that hard for them to decide they both want to try a relationship of three.

·Thrilled by the offer, you agree to start things slow for all of your sakes, and sharing a berth is one of the chosen methods of couple bonding.

·Physics force you all to think long and hard about how you'll make it happen, because Ratchet's concern as a medic and Drift's desire for mutual harmony won't be satisfied unless you're safe and comfortable, but thankfully a solution isn't too difficult between three determined minds.

·As they both occasionally have to leave at odd hours, the chosen method of shared sleeping arrangement is adding a small "attachment" to their berth for you to sleep in, which acts essentially as a tiny bed with barriers so you don't have to worry about falling off or being smushed.

·But don't think the slightly seperate sleeping space will prevent any kind of affection, you'll absolutely be cuddling both of these bots every night, and if you fall asleep first they'll gently lay you in your little space and tuck you in.

·Ratchet is more a fan of reserved affection and that counts double if he's had a long day, so having you on his chest or shoulder while the two of you do some quiet reading is one of his ideal evenings, plus a gentle nuzzle against his chevron will have him absolutely melting into you.

·Drift is more of an active cuddler and talker when he settles in for the evening, as he wants to hear about your day if you were apart and share his own experiences as well, all while having you tucked close to his frame in a position that lets you two get as much physical contact as possible.

·Be prepared for one of them to occasionally wake up at night for important business, either a medical emergency for Ratchet or a security threat for Drift, which will be followed by then gently kissing you goodbye and the bot remaining in the berth snuggling up extra close to you.

·Should you ever feel a little sick or even just unwell at night, these two will become an unstoppable force of comfort and care, providing medical attention in addition to all the tender pampering you could ever need to feel better.

·Ratchet is actually the most hesitant to get physical in any overt way, due to a mix of his more reserved nature and his training making him aware of just how delicate you are, but he'll occasionally be inclined to a tender forehead tap as a good morning.

·Meanwhile Drift is exceptionally open if you're comfortable with it, carrying you to bed at night through the ship and cradling you all the way to breakfast, and his enthusiasm often spurs Ratchet to join in for group snuggles with you carefully cuddled in the center... so long as no one is looking.

Cyclonus/Tailgate

·Tailgate is the first one to suggest sleeping in a group once your mutual affections are finally confessed, and he's positively buzzing when he does so, enough that any reservations from Cyclonus are overcome by your visible excitement at the proposition.

·The big bot isn't hesitant because of any kind of disagreement, he too has come to fall for you in addition to his tiny mate, but with he and Tailgate being so new to all of this he doesn't want any kind of brash action to create unnecessary pain or conflict.

·Cyclonus insists on a careful discussion of boundaries and strategies for moving forward, which Tailgate agrees to with genuine care but still visible excitement, and the three of you are able to set up a series of incremental steps.

·One of the first is just simple hugs and relaxation together while in the berth, either as a group or one on one, and needless to say this one quickly advances to the next when it becomes clear you all have some fantastic physical chemistry.

·Tailgate is the most physical right out of the gate, and is downright euphoric to have your tiny bed moved to their berth so you can spend the night, a feeling he shows with delighted buzzing and nuzzles so enthusiastic they leave your hair floating from static charge.

·As you know him quite well by now you're not at all fooled by the calm facade Cyclonus keeps in your presence, especially when a tender embrace puts you just beside his spark, allowing you to feel him humming in quiet and contented joy to have his two partners so close.

·Due to his still and calm nature, your nights are typically spent right next to the bigger bot or on his frame completely as the smaller mech is prone to rolling around, but Tailgate often reaches a servo over in his sleep to brush a digit against you while he twitches and mutters in his dreams.

·Cyclonus is a much quieter sleeper than his tiny partner, but doesn't need a lot to wake up if he senses something is wrong with either of you, though if you're just shifting and having a tough time resting he'll softly stroke your back and sing an ancient lullaby in a voice so deep it rumbles his chest beneath you.

·Tailgate is much more prone to sleeping through the night, but he'll certainly pick up on troubles quite effectively and will do everything he can to make you feel better, and his preferred strategy is cradling you while whispering gentle reassurances or humming quietly.

·The smaller bot makes no effort to hide how much he loves being tall compared to you, frequently gushing over your incredible cuteness when you wake up all disheveled in the morning, and if you come to bed wearing any kind of cute pajamas prepare for him to squee.

·Cyclonus is certainly not known for especially overt displays, but should he see you and Tailgate cuddled together when he comes into the berthroom Primus help him, because the sweetness of his two perfect mates nearly drops him to his knees.

Chromedome/Rewind

·Though their relationship is quite well established, these two are indeed open to adding a third partner after a deep conversation, and thus they end up approaching you once they've decided they both have feelings and believe you feel the same.

·The conversation happens rather casually while you're at Swerve's, but their emotions are a little high despite not wanting to pressure you, and they end up holding hands under the table while alternating between excitement and nervousness.

·Your excited confession of returned feelings leads to a careful but delighted embrace between the three of you, and it's impossible not to find it adorable how naturally Rewind hugs you before Chromedome hugs him, creating a trio of impressively varied height.

·Of course you're all smart enough to take it slow, but that doesn't mean any of you are less than excited to share your first night together away from everyone else, and the resulting snuggles when you settle in to talk make the three of you giddy since they've been so long coming.

·Since Chromedome and Rewind have developed a habit of sleeping with some distance between them, save for their intertwined fingers, you fit perfectly in the middle with little worry thanks to their calm and still recharge.

·With your size you enjoy being able to almost fit in their combined palms, though for the sake of comfort you'll typically bed down next to their hands instead of in them, ensuring some part of both bots is in constant contact or easy reach for maximum comfort.

·Rewind can be an active dreamer even if he's not an active sleeper, and so can Chromedome, so murmurs of memories blending into dreams is not an uncommon sound in their bedroom at night.

·Should you ever twitch or mutter cutely in your sleep they will gush over it, and if you've established you're okay with it Rewind will absolutely record it, and if you're also okay with him sharing it they will because Primus you are so precious the whole crew needs to see their adorable human partner.

·Mornings are slow but sweet as well as early due to these two being accustomed to waking for their respective jobs, and whether or not you're a morning person you'll hardly have trouble thanks to their quiet habits, as the two of them sipping some warm fuel while quietly reading reports for the day ensures you can get as much additional sleep as you need.

·When it comes to one on one cuddling, Rewind has the easiest time thanks to his size on the smaller end of Cybertronian scale, and whether he's spooning you or cradling you in his arms he likes to marvel over how great it is to be the tall one; no wonder Domey likes holding him if it feels this amazing!

·For Chromedome there's thankfully a long history of handling his tiny partner to give him some experience, and while you're still on a new level of small that requires extra care and limits your options, he hardly minds thanks to how incredibly cute you are; seeing Rewind holding you nearly overwhelms him though.

[ratchetsboyfriend]

3 with poly drift ratchet mtmte?

It’d been awhile since anything new had shown up on your skin. You’d rarely seen any signs from your soulmate and most of the time it had either been different, swirling patterns or some strange symbols that you, nor any of the experts you approached, could understand.

The day the Cybertronians had revealed their presence on Earth had been the day you realized that your cosmic other half was from another world entirely. Knowing this, you’d thrown yourself headfirst into any and all opportunities to get near these metal giants, heedless of the danger so long as it put you closer to your goal. Your calculated recklessness finally paid off when you were selected to accompany the crew of the Lost Light as a representative of your planet in a symbolic gesture of goodwill and faith.

Frankly, there were a lot of politics involved but you hadn’t bothered to familiarize yourself with them. All you cared about was finally getting out there into the great unknown; the chance to see things that no other human had ever seen before and would maybe never see again was too great to pass up and if you found your soulmate along the way then all the better.

Now that you were actually on board the ship your excitement was palpable. The second your superiors exited the ship and left you to your own devices you let all pretenses drop, reintroducing yourself to your new captain with an easy grin that he returned. The two of you effortlessly fell into a casual back and forth as he gave you the informal tour, which included a bar that had not been part of the walkthrough your commanders had been given. You were casually chatting with Rodimus and the bartender, Swerve, who had promised to snag some organic friendly drinks for you, when they’d both suddenly stopped to stare at you. Confused, you’d twisted around to check behind you but saw nothing but the mostly vacant room. Turning back around you came to a sudden realization and learned forward to check your reflection in the glass Swerve was still holding.

Underneath one eye was a red line that crossed over the curve of your check only to switch directions as it ended at the corner of your mouth. Beneath the other you could see the outline of another mark being formed, steady strokes gradually filling it in. “If you happen to have any rags I can clean this off real quick before we finish the tour.”

“No!” Rodimus’ abrupt objection had you racing an eyebrow at him as he grinned, holding a servo out to you. “Trust me when I say there’s some other crew members who need to see this first.”

Shrugging, you stepped up into his servo, waving goodbye at Swerve who waved back, apparently on call with someone as he began to babble into the empty air in what was a one sided conversation from your perspective. As Rodimus practically sprinted through the hallways, skipping past things that he promised you’d get to see later, other ‘bots stopped to watch you go by, whispering to each other as they eyed you in particular. Unperturbed, you just enjoyed the ride, taking note of some spots on the ship that looked particularly interesting.

Finally Rodimus pulled up in front of what looked to be the medial bay, giving you another smirk as he stepped through the doors. You barely had any time to exchange names with the medic up front who introduced himself as First Aid before Rodimus was breezing through another door into what was clearly someone’s office. One mech was seated with his back to you while another was hunched over his desk, data pad in one servo as the other laid flat on the desk, intertwined with the other’s own servo.

Without looking up he spoke. “Rodimus we already told you we’d come out to meet the human later.”

“No need Ratchet.” Rodimus’ tone was cheerful as he stepped further into the room, raising you up higher so that you’d be more visible. “I saved you the trouble and brought them to you!”

That had Ratchet pulling his servo free to pinch at the bridge of his nose as he set the data pad down. Whatever complaints he might have had died out as he watched you trace the stripes along your face that mirrored the ones on his. This caught the attention of the mech still faced away from you and he spun his chair around to face you, brush still clutched in his servo.

As you all watched each other with bated breath, a splatter of paint fell from the still dripping brush onto the nameless mech, splashing red across his arm. Fascinated, you watched as red streaked down your arm in the exact same pattern that was on their own respective limbs. The tension broke as Rodimus plopped you down onto the desk, backing out of the door with a wink. “I’ll leave you three alone to get to know each other better, I’m sure Drift and Ratchet will take very good care of you.”

The painter, Drift, was the first to make a move, setting down his brush in favor of reaching out to you in a silent invitation. You stepped up with no hesitation, steadying yourself against his thumb as he brought you up to eye level and circled the desk so that he was standing by Ratchet with you in between them.

“Gotta say I wasn’t expecting two soulmates, though I’m definitely not complaining.” You laughed, pressing a hand to your mouth to stifle the sound.  “You wouldn’t believe some of crazy stuff I’ve done to find you-both of you.”

Ratchet gave you a small smile, the first expression he’d made outside of irritated and confused so far, and you could feel your heart speed up in response. Drift’s own smile, already full of a love that you couldn’t possibly fathom being directed towards you, was equally breathtaking.

“Why don’t you tell us all about it?” He leaned into Ratchet, who cupped a servo around Drift’s so that they were both cradling you to them. “We have time.”

[uselessmicrowave]

pick a fic!

mtmte drift and ratchet x reader

tws/content- double penetration, frotting, sleepy sex (?), implied cockwarming

“Are you sure this is okay?” Drift cups the sides of your faceplates. His servos are warm, making your faceplates heat up just a bit more.

“Yes, I’m sure.” You try not to focus on Ratchet’s kisses along your shoulders and neck cables. Not an easy task, but you manage. “Please, I wanna do this.”

Drift smiles a bit, leaning in to kiss you. The barriers fold away leaving all three of you exposed to each other. Ratchet’s servos wander to your waist, lightly tugging you up to sit you on his spike.

Drift scoots himself closer, the tip of his spike rubs against the base of Ratchet’s. The mech behind you lazily wraps his arms around your midsection, kissing your shoulder plating and resting his helm on it.

“Think you can take both?”

“Mmhm.” You spread your stabilizers wider as an invatation, nodding. Some lubricant drips from your frame onto the berth.

The extra stretch from the second spike becomes only slightly uncomfortable, you can feel the spikes pressing on almost all of your nodes. Drift’s spike twitches inside of you, snugly pressed against his conjunx’s.

Normally, the stillness wouldn’t last too long, but you have a feeling that tonight would be a bit different. In a good way.

[imababblekat]

Imagine Throwing Ratchet A Surprise Birthday Party

~

-when you had somehow found out that it was Ratchet's birthday of all people, you were ready to throw the best birth party of the century!

-sure you would have said the same thing about one of your other many bot friends, but this was Ratchet you were talking about!

-the mech who was known to hardly take a break, and if he did have time from being a medic, he'd find something to work on; you were going to make the ol grump have the birthday of a life time and you swore by it

-choosing a few select bots who you could trust to not go blabber about the birthday boy, you shared your game plan with them and set about each's respective role

-with Drift as the distraction, you weren't so worried about Ratchet finding out what you were up to, and even if he did suspect something, you're positive his conjux could find a way to make him forget about it

-you'd asked Swerve if he could possibly close up the bar early, so that way you and your group of friends could hold the party there; you promised to pay him back when he said yes, but Swerve just told you to not worry about it and how about just having more movie nights together

-once Ten had ushered out the last patrons and the bar was officially closed, you set to work with the decorating

-you had an hour and half before Drift would coax Ratchet to the bar, giving you and the plenty of large helpers time to start getting things together

-the place was coming together marvelously, with Rodimus and Skids on party games, Ultra Magnus, Megatron, and Ten at the for front for decor, Nautica, Swerve, and Whirl deciding on Drinks, and Rung helping you with the massive energon birthday cake, you knew this was going to be perfect

-placing the last candle, a candle practically your size mind you, on the cake, you took a step back to admire the handy work of you and your friends till Rodimus had whistled for everyone's attention, relaying the message he'd gotten from Drift only a few moments ago that he and Ratchet were on their way

-when the doors had opened before him into Swerves, but the usually bustling bar was lights out, all of Ratchet's suspicions about his conjux’s strange behavior had come rushing back to him

-he didn't have time to question the swordsman when the later had tugged him inside, a bunch of lights came blasting on, and a loud chorus of "Happy Birthday!" rung out

-Ratchet was at a loss of words, his expression stern and shocked all at the same time as his optics took in all before him

-a giant, obnoxious happy birthday banner with his name scribbled at the end in Rodimus handwriting stretched above the round table, streamers, balloons, and confetti of the eye burning colors over took the ceilings and floor, drinks in giant punch bowls glowed different colors across the bar counter, gifts of different sizes in varied wrapper piled high in a corner, severl party games were pinned to the walls or laid out on empty tables, and sitting brightly on the round table that was surrounded by all of his closest friends was an enormous birthday cake covered in way too many candles to be safe

-it was so much, so, so much for the old medic

-but when Ratchet's optics landed on your face last out of the crowd, big bright eyes and an equally big smile of excitement for what you had done for him and for him on his own, he realized he actually didn't minded it, and gave you a heartfelt smile in return

~xXx~

[blueraspberryrodimus]

Up Next List (10/1/19)

Requests are finally closed again and I’m pretty sure every single one of you wants me dead X_X After going through the “doubles” (aka similar requests, requests for sequels, etc.) here is the most current up next list! If he request has too many characters, I’ll pick which to fill. If you have not specified a continuity (and its not obvious which) I will pick which one. If you don’t see your request on here, it is likely because it violated the rules (for some reason there were so many requests that did not adhere to the request rules?) These will be filled in the order submitted! And as usual, commissions are always open! At the time of posting there are 4 commissions in line ♥

Thank you for playing! Thank you for being patient! I’m putting this under a “read more” because it’s long and took me over a half hour to list out.

Here we go:

tfp bots tiddy pillow

prowl admitting to feelings

cyberverse grimlock x human s/o

mtmte hoist crushing on human

cyberverse thundercracker x bot s/o

mtmte megs x romance writer s/o hcs

rid2015 grimlock x human s/o

swerve voyeur x human

brainstorm x human s/o oral

tfa blitzwing x s/o fluffy nsfw

swerve x bot s/o praise kink

mer!drift love at first sight

ratchet x s/o comfort smut

galvatron x bot s/o fluffy smut

mtmte rung/roddy/tfp op x s/o breeding kink

reader singing to swerve

megatron x s/o rough

mtmte mmegatron x s/o soft nsfw

tfp blitzwing/tfp soundwave x bot s/o heat kink

tfp wheeljack holoform date night

cyberverse top robot fails

roddymags nsfw

tfp starscream x bot s/o

cyclonus x bot s/o oral

swerve x bot s/o

mtmte megatron x bot s/o slow dance

tfp ratchet x bot reader medbay

tfp optimus cat 

scavengers saved by human

g1 merformers hcs

ll bots touching human

synthen tfp ratchet x s/o hcs

rung x s/o kisses

more selkie swerve

tfa blitzbee x s/o poly

ll bots thirsty tweets

whirl x bot s/o play fight

mer!drift x s/o rut

bayverse optimus x male s/o

bugformers swerve courting

tfa jazz/jettwins/blitzwing x angel s/o hcs

tfp megatron/op/mtmte ratchet x s/o who gets sick

cyberverse megatron camgirl

mer!drift/mer!roddy/mer!wing x male s/o poly

tfa bumblebee x bot s/o

ll liaison turned cybertronian

tfp mer!starscream/mer!knockout poly x male mer!s/o

swerve x s/o edging

whirl x s/o soft

mtmte bots boner hcs

^ different bots

^ scavengers

rid2015 x bot s/o nsfw

tfa prowl dom s/o

cyberverse/rid2015 grimlock x bot s/o sandwich

rodimus x biologist s/o hcs

mtmte dratchet courting human

tfa prowl zoo date

brainstorm x nautica x human nsfw

50s!au swerve x greaser

tfp ultra magnus jealous nsfw

cygate x s/o fluff

mtmte roddy/krok/fulcrum hcs

first aid heat sequel

bayverse ironhide/ratchet/optimus x bot s/o hcs

fort max x bot s/o heat kink

cyberverse bots x s/o

rescue bots x excon bot s/o 

waspinator tittyfuck

swerve x bot s/o oral

cyberverse grimlock x s/o dance

beeverse blitzwing hcs

swerve x reader lapsitting

tfa prowl/jettwins/jazz x s/o coming out hcs

tfa jetfire dommed by human

tfp ratchet x virgin reader

cyberverse soundwave x s/o

jazz x s/o romance

tfp bumblebee x human fluff

whirl standing up for reader

bugformers swerve/cygate x s/o

dragonformers mins x s/o

drift x bot s/o thigh fucking

fort max x thunderclash x bot s/o

cyberverse thunderbee fluff

waking holo roddy with a bj

tfp ratchet x s/o singing/guitar

mtmte megatron x s/o facesitting

mer!dratchet x s/o

thunderclash x s/o

shatter/dropkick x mech suit reader

roddy x bot s/o oral

mtmte megatron/rodimus x s/o conjunx ritual

tfa prowl/tfp arcee/knockout x s/o dance

mer!roddy x mer!s/o rut

rumble/frenzy hcs

rescue bots chase x chief burns

rodimus x s/o laugh hcs

skids soup kiss?

setting off fireworks w/ bots

rung x swerve platonics hcs

naga!tfp ratchet x s/o rut

tfp bots x s/o hip sway hcs

human frenzy dress up

megatron x bot s/o size kink

cyberverse megatron x s/o

roddy x s/o comfort nsfw

tfp ratchet receiving candle

tfp ratchet/mtmte drift/magnus x s/o w/ thick thighs

mtmte bots x s/o dress up

swerve x bot s/o breeding kink

tfp soundwave x mech suit s/o

tfp wheeljack aftercare hcs

ravage x s/o fluff

mins/mags x s/o size kink

prowl x s/o soft

roddy x excon bot s/o

rid2015 bumblebee x s/o oral

deadlock x decepticon s/o

tfp ratchet and smokescreen hcs

rung x bot s/o

cdrw x bot s/o

scavengers x bot s/o

cyberverse hot rod x bot s/o oral

naga!mtmte magnus x s/o rut

cyberverse grimlock altmode nsfw

mtmte bots x s/o scaredof loud sounds

fort max x bot s/o

tfa roddy showing off fir bot s/o

[whirls-holoform]

Next up

I’ve been away for a while because I had 3 conventions in a row but I’M BACK AND I’VE GOT SLOTS TO FILL

Here’s what’s up next:

MTMTE Megatron and Bot s/o love confession

Yandere SwerveSkids, Rodimags, Dratchet, and Cygate

Soft Fluffy Whirl Shit (I got 2 requests for this)

Dratchet x Reader fluff

Dratchet finding stowaway sparklings and reacting to it

TFA Blitzwing going into rut with reader helping

Broken Brainstorm

Ya’ll really want fluff don’t you

[bellaroonie-writes]

Hello, i'm Bella!

I own and run Rust-and-star-dust! I've been in the tf fandom for about 13+ years now and I think i'm finally ready to write about the characters!

I can't really think of any rules right now besides for the next few! If i need to update i will!

I have the right to turn down anything that makes me uncomfortable.

Nothing related to pedo

Nothing relating to animal abuse

I will write for Tfp, Tfa, Mtmte, rid15 Rescue Bots, Rescue Bots academy, and any ither series i can remember

I prefer writing x readers but don't be afraid to shoot me things like Dratchet or Chromedome and Rewind x reader!

If you are a Homophobe, a transphobe, a P!do, or plan to bring polotics to my blog you can fucking leave. Thank you.