#tf mecha au

[cosmique-oddity]

Phew, my last weeks of work are now complete >:)

I loved Dratchet and Ratchlock since the very beginning of my attachment towards Transformers, first TFP Ratchet…..but yeah….two of my favorites character….plus Keferon’s Mech AU…..I had to make my own thing about it.

A story….no…an illustration ! I couldn’t choose. So I did both :}

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That was not the first time Ratchet came back to his private lab angry, but this time, yelling at his superiors, and at the system, and basically at evverything that could be yelled at except the pilotd while leaving the manufacture, was certainly the last. He quit. That was enough,

you don’t win a war with feelings they said

well yes,

exactly,

but you win a war with soldier, and frying their mind before they have their first fight because you want them to be more perfectionned ? That was a little counter productive.

So he gave up. They are on their own now.

The lightly humming of his car was barely enough to keep him awake, it have been a long time since he last returned home, usually, he stayed at his work place, to have more time to sleep, but then, he was sleeping even less. An endless vicious circle, things were often like that.

But all of that was over for him.

He granted these young greenhorn with his experience, and what did they do ? Ignored his advices. Sending pilots to death. So now, he had himself out of the infernal machinery. This mindless waste of human life, even where this is what they tried to save was absurd.

In the middle of his quiet and late ride, he heard a noise. Rumbling, was it the engine ? As he stopped the car backroad to check, the noise wasnt stopping. Came from the sky, military patrol ? He raised his two tired eyes on the sky and saw a shining rail approaching his forest, falling fast. Not quintesson shaped, and with the gaze of an experimented biomechanist, Ratchet identified a mech.

At this moment, its violently crashed on the ground, behind the trees at maybe three or four miles away. No matter how hard he argued with the scientist sooner this day or how bad he wanted to say fuck to all of this death industry who killed young soldiers, he could do something for the one trapped inside the mech....maybe.... the man regained his car as fast as possible and urgently headed for the crash area.

Deafened sound of tires on the damaged road. Ratchet was already projecting, mentally stocktaking the tools he took with him, and lucky enough for the poor pilot, he quit with almost all of his material, and even if it was mainly mechs repairing material, he also bought some instruments which were used for the subtle neuromedicine between human and mech. Could adapt some of it and stabilize the pilot....then he may have the time to go home and grab proper materials. If there was life there was hope.

" bold of him to crash himself just the day i insulted all of his hierachy".

He frowned. Almost there.

The trees nearby were crushed and uprooted. A flickering pink light catched his gaze.

Almost immediately, the Ratchet analyzed the mech. It was different. He didnt know in wich country it was made but that almost looks alien. The curves and shapes, busted and burned on several places were demonstrating an incredible display of genius ingeniery he could just admiring. But time was not for being amazed on plating.

Someone was trapped there.

He stopped and parked his car in front of a fallen tree, rushing to the car's trunk, taking few indispensable objets, including some of them to help a safe disconnection between pilot/mech. In case he wasnt out already. And a crowbar, the cockpit might be stuck, seeing all the damages the mech has taken...

The sound of slightly wet grass under his feet was covered by a frenetic noise of aeration. Ratchet listened to it, while cautiously approaching the unknown mech. It almost sounded like a breath, but was certainly a depressurisation issue. The mech had fallen from so high on the sky....

The damaged plating were hot, probably from atmosphere friction. He raised his crowbar and his eyes followed the curves of the chestplates, searching for a familiar shape, that could lead him to the injured pilot inside. His gaze stopped on a deep wound, that might have cut through the cockpit.

The engineer stepped on the hot metal, his thick boots preventing him from feeling the heat, and he started searching for a hint....anything that could be a mechanism, anything that could open this damn mech !

Ratchet considered the damaged chest plate he noticed earlier. The surroundings of the wound were leaking bright pink, a very unusual color for fuel. Another of these definitively strange things about the mech. Again....not the time for that. Maybe if he could widen the gap, then he would be able to have an idea of what was going on under this armor.

He tapped the plate, -it was starting to cool down- with one of his finger. It was a very little tap, but the whole mech startled. A hiss of pain, recognisible easily by an emerite engineer-but-i-fix-people-too, it had come from the head of the mecha. Was this modele controlled from the head, like Vortex ? But Vortex was insanely huge for a mech, way taller than this one. He moved careful, noticing the shaking of his support.

"You hear me, kid ? Its going to be ok. You crashed in a safe area.".

He spoke in his medic tone, wich mean, of course brusque, serious, but also reassuring and calm.

He mumbled about the mech's features and tiny words of comfort while reaching for the head.

A red light, not regular and rather epileptic was coming from the head, and while he was almost there, on all four of his limb to keep balance, Ratchet saw it.

A spectacularly humanoid face, with sculpted nose and lips was tensed in a painful expression, frowning, but the thing who trapped his gaze was the two optics....

....staring back at him.

Mechs dont stare. Their eyes are glowing, oftenly to mimick human face, after all, human are pretty prideful creature, no point in piloting big ass metal titan if no one could tell these where their creation.

What human couldnt mimick with technologie, on the other hand, was the subtle expression between trying to evualuate a threat, his own injuries, and looking rather on the verge of death but also ready to tear any enemy's limb appart with its teeth.

With just one....very long....look at the other's eye, Ratchet was suddenly understanding what was going on.

Well....probably not but he knew what he had to save.

The pilot, the pilot he had to save.

The mech was the pilot.

He was the one he had to save.

He stopped trying to -certainly- open his chest. If it wasnt good for human it probably wasnt for living technology.

The giant technological humanoid seemed in a high distress, exhaling a lot of air from his vents, his eye still intensely staring at him and the engineer doubted his usual technique -including trying to make himself as small as possible- would work.

"Its going to be okay Kid. I can help you. There is nothing here that want to harm you".

He did his best to convey all of these emotions with his facial expression and gaze, still firmly watching back at him.

"the world better wait till im home and officially retired before killing me".

The mech's gaze -damn it was so more living than ANY human made machinery- seemed to soften a bit but still radiated with suspicion.

Deadlock had been in several bad situations. It happened quite a lot when a specie of giant aliens with tendrils tried to invade your homeland, and he was ready to it.

Trained to kill, and to do it efficiently.

And he was *good* at it.

This time was just another of these ‘i went too far in my excitation’ moments, and he has crashed on a random planet he hoped was not inhabited. He landed hard, and pieces of his ship must’ve been thrown near his location.

And now, now there was an organic like no one he ever saw, and the organic was on his *lap* and he had the kindest warmest eyes he ever saw.

And these eyes were directly looking at his own eyes, and the well named ‘Deadlock’ was starting to wonder if he finally had reunited with the Allspark. His pained and tenseful grin faded a little and he tried to move his head forward, searching a better point of view to watch the singularity in front of him.

Ow.

Moving hurt.

Some sound came out of the organic’s mouth, probably a language. He didn’t had the proper tools to decode it but the tone of the language was extremely….comforting ? Soft ?

This was scary.

He wasn’t used to be welcomed like that after a fight.

Usually it was either another fight, either the yelling of a superior, either nothing at all. But this actual living being was carefully examinating his chestplates, and he recognized the gestual of someone who was used to heal. A medic perhaps ?

He tried to move something, maybe a hand, to reach for the pale organic, to be sure he was real, but his body was rather uncooperative, from what he could say, one of his legs was missing, and a lot of wound were releasing energon on the ground he couldn’t saw.

The high probabilities of bleeding out and crash was an issue.

He let his head hang, too tired to watch for every moves of the organic, and barely aware of his environment.

There must be a big problem somewhere….

He confusely thought, while watching the stars.

Must be a bigger injury I haven’t saw……..

Ratchet saw the bright light coming from the alien’s eyes slowly fading, and cold swear ran through his back. Yet, he could still say the soldier was alive, the lights of his body were shining, not a lot, but it was enough. He looked at his first aid kit with disappointment. That wouldn’t be very efficient since the form of life he was trying to preserve wasn’t a tiny human. The nearest thing he could compare the Mech to was….well their own mechs, or eventually….Quintesson. An horrible mess of organic and technology. It was partially thanks to their weird constitution that Ratchet had been able to make sense with the ‘he is alive’ thought.

At this moment and with this material, he couldn’t help the kid, and didn’t possess enough knowledge to tell if he was even dying or not.

He had already an idea of what to do….to fix him, at least trying to, but it involved several objects he hadn’t right now. Leaving to search for these so called objects was risking to let an injured alone, he couldn’t take that risk. He was trapped with the mech, and had to hurry and find something. He stood and reached for more adapted material in his car, trying to find something…. Anything.

Surprisingly, the most useful artifact he came across was his electric screwdriver and a bunch of screw along with a long metallic cabke. A parallel between human stitch, with sewing threads and the material he had with him right now. He could manage something between human fixing and mech repairing, that was what the ‘bio’ in bioengineer stood for.

The kid would be ok. He would live and tell Ratchet why he fell from the sky, and maybe if he saw his friend Jazz….out there…….

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:)) @keferon

(I swear I’m not insane, your AU is just kinda giving me infinite drawing stamina lmao)

[saltissalty]

UUUFGGH,,, UUAHHHHHGH

I have fun Sound from Wreck-it Ralph

[radiogremlin]

Keep it simple, I SAID, don't do anything I haven't before, I SAID. Next thing I know, I'm drawing from a completely new perspective (aerial) in a new art style.

But I'm happy with it :)

From @keferon mecha au, Vortex fighting a Quintesson. I know the size difference isn't 100% accurate, but that just makes it look cool (I think). But basically this idea hit me over the head with a folding chair and I really wanted to draw it. Love this AU!

[mouseymousey]

A couple of transformers fans on here are cooking up a mecha au with a lot of ship content. I am here for it. Here are my head canons:

Whirl:

Whirl is someone random like the air conditioner mechanic that just has keys everywhere to do his job because certain computer parts have to be kept at an EXACT temperature.

He was hired because his security clearance is through the roof working for other government buildings and such, and he's super good at his job. Like, they've never had a problem because he can just Spidey-sense when he needs to do something. His internal clock is crazy and so is he, but they can't hire anyone else at this point.

Every once in a while he disappears for minutes or hours fixing something, but otherwise, he has nothing to do.

He uses his free time to play matchmaker.

Whirl may or may not also sleep in the vents sometimes.... or most of the time.

Soundwave:

The Soundwave mecha has his minicons on his forearms, calfs, and thighs that he can deploy if he needs or use as extra armor in battle. The pilots for them are in his chest. They're separated from the main pilot compartment in the head and have a lot less training.

This creates a lot of free time for the minion pilots when they're not in use, and they're usually on a secondary line talking about anime or arguing about something until Soundwave calls on them. Soundwave sometimes puts them on in the background, especially during their karaoke nights. He lowers the volume enough it's not a distraction, and it's like his version of white noise.

Ravage is the only cybertronian. She's trained to run up Soundwave's back and pounce forward on an enemy. She turns into his backpack when she's tired of walking, and frequently takes cat naps on the Soundwave mecha's feet when her friends are away.

Only Soundwave (mecha or not) is allowed to pet her. She put Frenzy in the hospital the last time he tried, and she isn't scared to do it again.

Lazerbeak has been painting Ravage in their free time.

The minicons annoyed the base into getting vending machines, and it worked.

They didn't annoy the base enough to keep restocking the vending machines, so Soundwave has been restocking his teams favorite snacks secretly. They're all sugary and make them hyper, but he needs the youthful energy in his life because up until now he's forgotten what he's fighting for.

Soundwave has been doing this for a long time. The days were starting to blur together.

The Soundwave mecha was just a prototype. It was considered a failure and ready to be decommissioned, but Ravage is such an asset in the field they can't get rid of the Soundwave mecha or she'll just stop showing up.

Everyone is at the mercy of the cat.

Rung:

He's their psychiatrist.

He's damn good at his job, and he's the most normal person there. He literally has a golden retriever at home because he's really really normal.

He has stopped trying to convince people ~Vortex the haunted mecha~ isn't real and has just started comforting them. He may be good at his job, but he can't win that battle. (Remember he's a psychiatrist, so he just thinks they're under too much stress, not that Vortex is actually haunted.)

He puts cookies in the break room on holidays. Nobody remembers that it's him, so he's their own personal Santa Clause myth.

[streakyfreak-me]

tf mecha universe... interesting. I like Pacific Rim!AU so much, but I think Transformers are very unique, because of them being ALIVE. this is the most important thing to me, that's why I just can't accept the idea making mecha-costumes of them.

arts are good. I can understand why people like it (oh please pay attantion to Pacific Rim AU's, you will definitely like it)

but not me.

[paperpepperfrog]

Keep quiet, common sense✋

Ambassador Whirlma says 👊

Whirl gets hooked on the idea of a human companion (because what the hell?) and steals Pharma right from his office :D

(Pharma needs a psychotherapist.)

[malewife-overlord]

So a guilty confession of mine is that I enjoyed the mecha AU that @keferon made but I wanted to like. Add sunder and Froid to it as villains bc I’m a slut for villains and I kinda didn’t read huge up on the lore of it but was like “hey what if” and uh anyways. Wrote a whole thing abt it and never posted it and probably never will. Yeet.

But essentially in it Froid is human and Sunder is Cybertronian, and has cast his lot with the quintessons as they feed him and make effective utilization of his “services”. Froid ends up with Sunder after he tries to speak out about Vortex’s unhinged behavior, which earns him a spot in shockwaves experimental teleporter. This sends him to Cybertron, where the quintessons intend to use him for experimentation, as they don’t have any live humans to work on, but even more so, Froid is a survivor of something I made up bc I thought it would be neat and add some more plot: Kaiju Plague.

Kaiju plague is something that showed up after the quintessons arrived on earth. It only seems to affect survivors of Kaiju attacks who were exposed to Kaiju themselves, and is not contagious despite producing flu like symptoms. Kaiju plague has four stages: stage 1, where initial symptoms appear, stage 2, where fever develops and the body enters full immune response, stage 3, where the eyes of patients change color and their blood darkens to brown, and stage 4, which no one comes back from.

This happens because Kaiju plague is quintesson DNA effectively rewriting human DNA. Quintesson blood is readily absorbed when it touches the skin of humans, and once within a body it attempts to overtake it like a virus. Kaiju plague is the response of the human immune system to hostile blood.

Stage 3 is the last stage you can come back from, and as stated, it changes your eye color and makes your blood brown. That’s because you aren’t entirely human after you’ve hit this point—part of you is now Quintesson. Slowly, growths will appear in your body as it tries to make Quintesson organs, and tentacles will attempt to carefully grow from your extremities. The shape of vague faces may appear on the cheeks and chest, and the teeth sharpen over time.

Stage 4 sees extreme mutations that kill their hosts. The body withers and swells as it attempts to become a Quintesson, and tentacles consume and burst from the legs and arms. Organs fail as DNA is rewritten and the fever cooks you alive. Patients who are kept alive suffer brain death and become totally unresponsive. Shockwave has been studying survivors of Kaiju plague as well as those who died from it in hopes of finding a curse, but mostly just to understand it. Biological weapons are quite useful.

So Froid hit stage 3, but survived, and this makes him valuable to the quintessons, who have created a new plan in response to the Cybertronians allying themselves with humans: they will take this “plague” and make it an ACTUAL plague. No more will humans be infected by vortex spilling Quintesson blood over cities and contaminated water sources finding their way into civilians. No, a REAL plague will be occurring now, devised to infect like a respiratory disease. Using Froid’s antibodies, they can even reverse engineer their own ANTI antibodies, to ensure survivors of stage 3 can be infected as well, and that the possibility of human immune resistance is winked out. But that’s not all—thanks to them having a real, live human subject, they can also work to develop the plague to rewrite the brain tissue. Because that’s what they really want: to connect all humans infected with the Quintesson hive mind.

So in essence, thanks to Shockwave yeeting Froid into the void for saying “hey maybe Vortex isn’t the best guy to have piloting the giant mech”, the quintesson’s are able to begin working on a virus that would rewrite the brains of everyone infected to obey them.

Froid can also communicate with sunder for unknown reasons, possibly related to the plague. The two of them are telepathic as long as some of sunder’s metal is within Froid’s body, so he implants a bit of sentio metállico in him. Both have cast their lot in with the quintessons.

after being basically accepted by his Quintesson overlords, Froid also gets his own “mech” armor :] though the fact that he wears a breathing mask isn’t just because there isn’t proper oxygen for him in the Quintesson facilities. It’s because as part of a stage 3 survivor of Kaiju plague, he started growing tumorous organs in various spots in his body. One happens to be in his lung, and he needs the respirator to get him enough oxygen thanks to it.

Sunder is indifferent to his suffering. Froid is the human he’s been tasked with taking care of who he can taught and feed off of, so he’s content there. To Froid, sunder is basically a giant babysitter who happens to be particularly monstrous. They hate each other, but they get along. And more so, Sunder is useful. Because once the quintessons develop the plague fully, they intend to send Froid back to earth to spread it amongst his fellow humans. And he knows just what mecha corporation he wants to be ground zero.

So anyways. That’s my thoughts about some mecha au ideas >,> I think I’m way off what other people are doing though, F

[cosmique-oddity]

There is a world where i really need to slow down but the voices in my head asked :')

May i propose this fabulous MTMTE trio, old men yaoi + ATTACK HELICOPTER >:) ?

(I proposed names also but the only one i really worship is Timothée because its a name for a very sweet and innocent person in French, sort of a joke.....yk when someone is too kind for his own good)

Also i thought about some lore hehe :

So

Whirl : Initially a mech pilot at the very beginning of the program and almost got killed, his mech destroyed while he was linked to it. Lost his hands, burned with mech’s commands and one of his legs. And an eye. Slightly went insane from the unproperly removed link w his mech. Insisted he could still be useful and is assisting mechs from the airs with an helicopter. Can yoink injured pilot from field if necessary.

Cyclonus : pilot of a heavily armed war plane. One of the few that can ACTUALLY do things against Kaijus, very respected, no one know since when he’s being doing that but the fact that he is still alive to do it when all the others pilots of his armada are out cold is a solid proof of his skills.

Tailgate, one of the members of the sanitary service. To cut a long story short ? He clean planes and mechs and take care of the remains of those who are destroyed, choosing to keep or leave this or that. Often in danger despite his job being simple. Always try to help. Everyone loves him

Are we allowed to make other characters for your mecha au? It’s okay if not!

Yeah you can make any characters you want. I’m super chill, even if you write/draw about someone I don’t like I’ll just look the other way. Have fun👍

[fene4ka]

man this mecha Jazz au by @keferon is doing things to my brain

Jazz and Prowl teaming up and befriending each other even though they have no clue what the others says or what they even are is so cool and fun hahahaahshdad

they just have this unexplainable connection with one another u know

also im curious what was Jazz first time reaction seeing Prowl transform lol. he must have been so confused hahfhdha

[reader-from-another-dimension]

tired doodle today finals r kicking my ass

HC that Roddy in his mech is uncannily expressive despite the fact that it doesn't have any facial mods installed, he does it out of sheer Vibes TM. Would be funny if he actually gets mistaken for a cybertronian bc of his strong asf EM field and expressiveness. Like: ‘Oh primus the organics took one of us and brainwashed them into being a slave...OH FUCK PROWL-’ (red alert, probably)

nooooo i dont have a favorite character, what are you talking about??

mecha au by @keferon :3

[glitchgh0sty]

The artistic fuel is strong with this one TuŤ <3

Pfft- do I have a problem?… nah. The Transformers Mecha Pilot au has simply taken over an average sized portion of my noggin

Now you must excuse me as I go panic over the new Blurr chapter like a tfo adjacent Bumblebee on an sugar high

[cosmique-oddity]

Hey TF Tumblr, I had a thought

Especially for @keferon 's Mech AU enjoyers

Since Blurr is not in perfect shape right now I had this idea that Swindle would want to engage another goose that lays the golden eggs. Maybe a pretty character, or a rich one.....

And

And seriously i hope you know where i want this to go.

I thought about Mech AU! Mirage.

I had this idea he was a fighter pilot, suprem honor for someone from a rich family, and was more or less kept from being killed, even if he was absolutely skilled, being so good at his job, and so furtive...no one ever saw him arriving. Everyone wanted to have him with them on mission (for his skills....not socials one).

(A plane pilot because the fact that Mirage 2000 is the name of one of the most efficient French army plane always made me headcanon his human version as a wealthy Parisian Imao) (also I would love to see a Plane!Mirage redesign one dah somewhere)

But idk eventually one day, a scientist (Brainstorm? Its always Brainstorm) discovered a color or a material, or a radiation Kaijus can't see. And maybe had the idea of incorporating in a mech. But it only works if the pilot is totally silent.... If he doesn't make any sound.

Also i went insane with this idea and my pencil drew on its own will.

[corvus-divum]

Doodles of @keferon 's Mecha Pilot Jazz AU 'cause it's been eating my brain and I wanted to draw angst that I had planned to write but ended up drawing fluff and just doodles of them hanging out

[ DOODLE ART COMMISSIONS: OPEN ]

[somerandomcockroach]

[faoluoo]

more of this au, starting off with the main bishoujo figurines. as well as a rough thumbnailing of a what-if scenario in my head

and super rough wave2 ideas (might revisit soundwave design)

[mal-ruben]

I gave up on the waist down

Au made by @keferon

Absolutely in love with this au and then I get reminded that jazz has the lifespan of a human and that prowl’s spark is also radioactive to him…