#or dratchet kiss…

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500 followers for the jazzprowl kiss

Or dratchet

[pinetreevillain]

I bet it sounds like rubbing aluminum foil together (count how many Drifts)

[y0ureviltwin]

Kissing meme featuring dratchet!

[art3m1spng]

— There is really no other way of saying besides yes. I did, in fact, just decide to make a Dratchet fankid and upon that, I fear he has become my new fixation. Regardless,

{{ Meet Abrasion! Initially a medic under Ratchet, but has dropped his apprenticeship with him to be a swordsman like his sire. }}

— He is an emotionally constipated mess, to be honest. Bit of a people pleaser and perfectionist, but hey. It is called trying to please either your carrier or sire for your whole life despite really, they are both proud of you and you shouldn't have to feel so inclined to making them proud all the time for some validation. Yeah. He's that kind of traumatized, unfortunately.

— I honestly do highly encourage you guys (even the followers I suddenly have accummulated, like damn where did you guys come from /lhj) to ask questions about him in my question inbox. He will PROBABLY be my main source of content for now until I get something together. Just be sure your questions are appropriate enough for me to answer !!

Anyways, yeah. I'll be dropping more stuff with Abrasion here and there, so expect plenty of things to figure out about this angsty mech.

(A/N: Above art isn't mine. Left character is a SoundBlast fankid made by a good friend of mine; let's say there's things going on with them... ✨)

[nuefass]

😚 !

[plainblackcanvas56]

Sometimes, Drift is the one who gets surprised...

[exasperatedoctopus]

Do you ever have a ship that you prefer to look at out of the corner of your eye? Like, reading stuff focusing on them is fun, but there’s a special sort of joy that comes from seeing them do unhinged things at each other in the background of some greater narrative.

[maelemonium]

Drifts pink flip phone brings me intense joy

Wanna join this too~

For @avoidghost

[revelboo]

One dratchet sandwich. 18+ Mass displaced mechs 🌶️

Dratchet Oneshot

Ratchet x Reader x Drift

• Working medical reports, he’s aware of the sounds. Your breathy cries mingling with Drift's low voice whispering encouragement. He's worked in chaotic Medbays. Used to shutting out the distractions and noise to focus on the task at hand. But it's hard to listen to you two and stay focused. This is a form of torture. Both of his mates tangled together while he works. Glancing over at the berth to find Drift watching him as his mouth moves against your throat. Tipping your head back so you're staring upside down at him, lips parted as Drift's hips pump. And he’s shifting uncomfortably in his chair when you cry out Drift's name, a thigh hooking over his hip as he rides it out, before he's shuddering against you.

• Venting raggedly as he grazes your chin with his denta, Drift watches Ratchet. Watching both of you instead of working. "Time for a break?" He asks, slipping free of you and brushing a kiss against you when you make a soft sound of protest, thighs trembling. "You promised to start taking better care of yourself," he adds, sitting up and pulling you into his lap to lay back against him among the pillows and blankets he'd piled up for you. And you hook one of your thighs over his, looping an arm around his neck.

• “The reports aren’t going anywhere,” you call out as he vents loudly like you two are the most exasperating beings in existence even though you know better. You’ve been tangled in both their sparks at the same time, the three of you so intertwined with each other you’d cried when it was over that first time, Ratchet’s mouth brushing against your temple as they’d held you. Feeling the loss of that feeling of being seen and known shatter through you. “We miss you.”

• Shaking his head at both of you, he sets the reports aside and joins you, mass shifting as he climbs up on the berth. Optics dipping to you slick with Drift’s release, there’s something so satisfying about that. Servos skimming over your heated skin, he grips your chin and brushes his mouth against yours. And you both reach for him. Your soft hands and Drift’s scarred ones cupping his cheek, gripping his arm, touching him. “Were you good for Drift, sweetspark?” He murmurs against your lips as he frees his spike. Never imagined he’d be allowed this. Feels greedy for having the both of you when he’d never even allowed himself to dream of an after to the war. About possibilities he didn’t think he’d survive to have. “You take good care of our little mate?” He growls as he sheaths himself inside you, leaning so his helm bumps Drift’s affectionately.

• “We need you,” Drift whispers, relaxing. Reaching to cup the back of Ratchet’s helmet, he listens to you as Ratchet rocks himself against you, mouth brushing both of you. Feels Ratchet’s hands grip his upper arms for balance so his full weight isn’t on you as he thrusts deep. Moving faster against you as you moan and restlessly arch trapped between them, head thrown back against him. Right where you belong. The only two beings he cares about, loves, more than anything in his arms as he rests his chin on top of your head and watches Ratchet move against you. His family.

[transingthoseformers]

Hot Rod/Rodimus never had heats after Nyon went down. His protocals wouldn’t come online because his processor internalized “no more home/not safe”. It was okay though, not like heats are fun or anything. Roddy just accepted that he was going to be heat-free for the rest of his life.

That is until he had the most intense heat cycle after getting together with dratchet. Cue a very spicy and sweet three day medical leave involving copious amounts of begging/praising/kissing. The fourth morning Roddy woke up sated between two recharging frames, and suddenly came to the realization that he had a home again.

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

OMG!!!!!

[cozzzynook]

Dratchet and MegaRod double date sounds nice.

This would be so interesting because Ratchet is glaring at Megatron and Rodimus while Drift is happily chatting away to relieve tension and Rodimus is trying to help relieve tension as well.

Megatron is looking scary and mean but Rodimus knows he’s feelings awkward and guilt ridden soooooo….

He just kinda, fades into responding to Drift with side smiles and this warmth in his optics as he turns to sit very close to Megs as he rests his servo on top of his.

Rodimus rubs his servo and places gentle kisses on it to soothe Megs while inching into Megs lap who suddenly just has his whole world revolving around Rodimus again.

Its a scene dratchet never expected possible and one that makes the date fly by pretty quickly

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LETS GOOOOOO

[pinetreevillain]

I’m making a mew masterpost! It’s going to be less Huge and Dense and easier to scroll through

The turtle masterpost WILL NOT BE DELETED it’s just going to be it’s own separate masterpost

Further updates:

As i move into other fandoms and focus on my own projects as well, I am growing more distant from my turtle series. I have not yet decided if I’m dropping it entirely.

Working on moving to bigcartel for my shop (etsy has been my enemy for a while now)

I’m doing a huge restock! The restock is going to include a NEW TF2 KEYCHAIN, DRATCHET KISS POST CARDS, AND A BUNCH OF NEW STICKERS (for Death of Me and some early transformers pride stickers)

There will also still be some left over turtle stickers available under one listing

THERE WILL ALSO BE SOME SUPER LIMITED GREENLINE PLANET KEYCHAINS

Greenline books MIGHT be available!

If you guys have any other merch requests, let me know!

[glitch-after-dark]

Ekidocksos i am in LOVE with your account!!!!!!

Just..Rodimus completely stuffed and bred with Drift & Ratchets sparklings from a drunken one night stand? He left before they woke up and dodges them for weeks on end not knowing they want so much more of him & his hot plush valve.

They get the drop on him when they find him rubbing his tanks & eating sweet energon mini cakes in his office.

They know right then he’s sparked & soon they have him bent over, stuffed with their spikes & trying to add a couple more for a clutch

I would have answered this sooner but I’ve been gardening so exhaustion prevented me from having the energy. I just found your account as well and SoundRod content is very exciting to see! I need to do more with them.

Anyway—this idea is brilliant. I love some Dratchrod angst+horniness+babies.

Just Rodimus hanging out with his best friend—they are officially Amica now, yeah drinks for everyone—celebrating the latest adventure on their Forever Adventure and well into giggling drunk that both Ratchet and Drift are as well. He’s been very cuddly grabby, draping himself over Drift—who is definitely over! He’s very supportive now—and instead of huffing Ratchet just tells him to shove over and when he’s moving too slow picks him up and sits under him making Rodimus half in Ratchet’s lap while still draped over Drift and Ratchet’s telling jokes and laughing at Rodimus and he’s lost track of whose hands are whose at some point. Then Dratchet kisses and Rodimus whines about not getting any so Drift kisses his cheek which Rodimus pouts and says isn’t the same so Ratchet huffs and grabs his chin to lay one on him that has him squirming especially when Drift is petting his spoiler and he’s panting when it breaks. Drift, of course, protests that Ratchet cheated and Drift was supposed to get the first move, making Ratchet laugh and before Rodimus can figure that out Drift is turning his head his direction and kissing him deeply. Rodimus is just a squirming mess not having to be moved and just moving back to the other with someone constantly petting him or grabbing his thighs or holding his waist until Swerve finally throws them out for “public indecency”.

Which gives Rodimus enough of a moment of fresh air to go oh wait what and start to think up an excuse to dip out only for the hands to come back and the three of them to stumble back to Dratchet’s room to resume the sandwich and kissing, which quickly escalates once they have Rodimus shoved in the bed between them. Rodimus catches bits of “wanted you here” and “thought we were going to take him to dinner first” teasing between the kissing and moving around each other and realizes what is going on. Drift and Ratchet are clearly wanting a threesome and intended to ask Rodimus who feels guilty how immediately into that he is for both of them and distracts himself by opening his own panel and mouth descending onto Ratchet’s hands to suck them in remembering how sensitive they are.

He is being passed back and forth between them and responding very eagerly, if a little clumsy which slowly peters out into more smooth movements when the overcharge fades through multiple overloads leaving him clear minded but unwilling to leave when Ratchet is holding his thighs thrusting up into him and Drift is petting him laying over his back, spike pressed against him waiting for his turn, telling him how pretty he looks taking his Conjunx’s spike and look how happy he’s making him and Ratchet is growling out and agreement that sends Rodimus toppling into  another overload that makes him bluescreen a bit only to wake to Ratchet kissing him sweetly, Rodimus sprawled out on his front, Drift slipping inside behind peppering kisses on his spoiler with Ratchet’s hands steadying Rodimus’s hips.

He's too tired to leave immediately when it finally finishes and they clean each other off, nuzzling and kissing, this time slow and sweet without the expectation of it leading to anything, and shove him in between to cuddle. He wakes up with Drift having shoved between him and Ratchet, wrapping around their arms and carefully manages to slip out painfully sober and aware of what he’s done and flees cold and horrified by how much it aches to leave them.

Rodimus is panicking because he thought—had lied to himself—he was over Drift and now not only is he wrong he’s developed a crush on Ratchet—reliable, stern, stubborn, kind, smart Ratchet—his Amica’s Conjunx. And he knows very well it is unrequited. Even if they are wanting to be adventurous and invite someone new to sleep with them, Rodimus is going to be devastated when they finally close their bed again.

One night he could laugh off as a drunken fun time, but he will not be able to disguise how clingy and emotional and needy he’ll be if they make it a frequent thing. That’s why Rodimus didn’t do multiple nights with people! He “misunderstands” and thinks more is going on than it actually is. He refused to inflict that on Dratchet.

He’d just gotten better at not shoving his way into Drift’s way and asking for things because Drift won’t tell him no! Ratchet finally tolerates him enough to not protest them being Amica—not that he’d said anything before but Rodimus knew he thought Drift could do better—which Rodimus agreed but was selfishly glad he hadn’t.

So he avoids them, helped by arranging the schedule and a few emergencies, always ready to offer an excuse even if it did make Drift look at him sadly and Ratchet look suspicious. And if he starts to feel weird afterwards, at first sick and tired, falling asleep in his office and achy, and then horny and starving and can’t stop eating sweets that’s his business. He has successfully managed to scrap their interactions down to the bare minimum which he will continue to do until he’s unrequited feelings fade, which would be a lot easier if they’d stop trying to corner him and Minimus and Megatron stopped judging him every time he made the schedule.

Rodimus’s sweet intake leads to his density increasing making him way more as protoform is building up and he doesn’t notice the difference, difference until he has the subtlest belly budging out just above his array. Ratchet finally pegs what is going on when he notices the anti-nausea, the glow, and the belly and way Rodimus’s hips are rounding out and chest is subtly swelling. He puts his foot down and he and Drift finally corner him by using privileges to be put on the graveyard shift with Rodimus.

Rodimus, who’d been getting gentle pep talks (Minimus) and just do it pep talks (Megatron), allows himself to be lead away. Accept apparently him carrying has gotten Ratchet and Drift very hot and bothered and instead of the conversation they are kissing him and pushing him over his desk to stuff him full and Rodimus is ready to go at a moment at this point, constantly horny, and is immediately distracted by this and also can’t get away and is sober enough to actually hear them saying they want him to stay and how thrilled they are to have a clutch and the phrasing is with the intention of a future together. After Drift, who has to be responsible because it turns out Ratchet’s breeding kink is making him thoroughly distracted pushing Rodimus against the nearest surface so he can cup his belly and fuck him, calls Megatron and Minimus to take over their shift.

Rodimus wakes up the next day to a grumbling Ratchet getting out of bed and kissing Drift goodbye and soothing him back to rest and then seeing Rodimus looking up at him sleepily kisses him and tells him to keep sleeping too. And Rodimus gets to, still not entirely sure what is going on, but the possessive grasp Drift makes on him when he rolls back over to sleep and Ratchet’s firm stay here with his own instincts finally relaxed and sleeping good from a night in between them helps.

They do eventually talk and work things out in between a lot of makeup sex and now Rodimus basically living it while getting bent over or crowded up against a wall to make sure he gets enough material to make their clutch. Drift is more slow and sweet about it taking his time and gentling Rodimus through it, savoring every moment, but Ratchet is rougher and very into the breeding aspect, prone to picking Rodimus up and shoving him against the wall or desk or bed (if they make it that far), and filling him up, fucking him until Rodimus’s is yowling, still carefully and hand always gently petting over Rodimus’s swelling tank. Ratchet is also the one who is now the most prone to spoiling Rodimus at the slightest pout. The carrier of the clutch deserves everything is Ratchet's stubborn response everytime he has a happy purring Rodimus pepper his face with kisses and Drift tease him about it.

Happy pregnant Dratchrod sex and babies for the win with Rodimus getting pampered.

[spiritlion]

Dratchet really be that couple that go two to three rounds till both are satisfied. Like bumpin valves, oral, missionary. They like to get freaky and creative but nothin beats after a long day of work where they both need soft touches and kisses.

[011sfootstool]

kissing at a sunset

Heres the dratchet you guys have been waiting for!

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