First Aid

SELECTIVE First Aid ask/rp **side** blog; penned by Steel! Follows back from @formsuperion

[firstratenurse]

First Aid

First Aid ask/rp side blog; penned by Steel! Follows back from @formsuperion

Rules | Permanent Starter Call | Plotting Call | Shattered Glass Aid | Perma SG Starter Call

[helicrazy]

"I rather not go into details about it."

"Here, take these instead." He grabs another stash of candy and hands it over to First Aid.

[firstratenurse]

The medic beams, and accepts the candy offered.

[firstratenurse]

helicrazy​:

The purring continues as he begins to rub his claws against First Aid’s plating. Pressing his helm against theirs and giggling when feeling those returned licks. He claims his medic and he claims him.

“It does, and I don’t mind staying like this for some time.”

“Neither do I.” First Aid murmurs, and stays snuggled close. His blue visor shimmers, and he shivers just a little at the feel of those claws-- though he doesn’t hesitate in nipping at Texy’s nearest bit of armor in return. 

‘‘Mnnnh. Tell me what you’ve been up to?”

[helicrazy]

firstratenurse​:

“Neither do I.” First Aid murmurs, and stays snuggled close. His blue visor shimmers, and he shivers just a little at the feel of those claws– though he doesn’t hesitate in nipping at Texy’s nearest bit of armor in return. 

‘‘Mnnnh. Tell me what you’ve been up to?”

The copter makes sure to keep his claws light to the touch when trailing them around the Protectobot’s frame. Though he does give a slight pinch to the waist in revenge for the nibble.

"Oh you know, the usual. I doubt you want to hear about it.”

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First Aid's visor sparkles up at the copter, though he starts to pull away, with a mock pout. "Hmm... Maybe you're right, and I should let you get back to the daily grind." He teases, though lightly. "After all, I do have an apartment to return to that likely needs me to clean it...."

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dontpetmeibite​:

Well, yes. He is. And the two of you are…terrifyingly perfect for one another.

Like Soundwave and me. But with a lot, lot, LOT more blood.

I’m a medic. If blood bothered me, I would never have made it through the War. 

And besides-- well. Who doesn’t enjoy indulging their partner?

[dontpetmeibite]

Like I said, you're perfect for each other. <3

[firstratenurse]

🚑 💖 🚁

@helicrazy

We're being complimented!!!!

[firstratenurse]

100 posts!

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dontpetmeibite​:

Well, yes. He is. And the two of you are…terrifyingly perfect for one another.

Like Soundwave and me. But with a lot, lot, LOT more blood.

I’m a medic. If blood bothered me, I would never have made it through the War. 

And besides-- well. Who doesn’t enjoy indulging their partner?

[dontpetmeibite]

How do Tex and First Aid manage to be so appallingly adorable in every universe I've ever encountered them in?

[firstratenurse]

Because Texy is adorable!

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helicrazy​:

The purring continues as he begins to rub his claws against First Aid’s plating. Pressing his helm against theirs and giggling when feeling those returned licks. He claims his medic and he claims him.

“It does, and I don’t mind staying like this for some time.”

“Neither do I.” First Aid murmurs, and stays snuggled close. His blue visor shimmers, and he shivers just a little at the feel of those claws-- though he doesn’t hesitate in nipping at Texy’s nearest bit of armor in return. 

‘‘Mnnnh. Tell me what you’ve been up to?”

[firstratenurse]

Approaches from behind to wrap his arms around First Aid's waist and pull him close so he can feel the copter purr. Someone has missed you. <3

First Aid squeaks, and flushes a little bit with an energon-blush. "Vortex!" He exults, and wriggles around so he can give the copter an enthusiastic return hug.

And maybe even sneak a swift kiss, lip plating to mask as his retracts. "I missed you." The medic sighs. "I had no idea I'd be away so long."

[helicrazy]

Vortex’s visor brightens as the medic spins around to face him and return the embrace, then squeezes his hold on him. “Missed you too~” His mask slides back but instead of returning a kiss he gives his classic lick to the side of First Aid’s face. “You’re here now, that’s all that matters.”

[firstratenurse]

First Aid's engine revs, and his field flares outward, genuinely happy to be back, and also back in Vortex's arms. "I thought you'd be one of the first to greet me, Texy." He murmurs, and just soaks in the hug for a long moment or two, his helm resting against the other. "Primus-- it feels like it's been forever."

And then he's licking Tex in return. "Mmm... Yep, you're still you."

[firstratenurse]

Approaches from behind to wrap his arms around First Aid's waist and pull him close so he can feel the copter purr. Someone has missed you. <3

First Aid squeaks, and flushes a little bit with an energon-blush. "Vortex!" He exults, and wriggles around so he can give the copter an enthusiastic return hug.

And maybe even sneak a swift kiss, lip plating to mask as his retracts. "I missed you." The medic sighs. "I had no idea I'd be away so long."

[firstratenurse]

He yawns, and stirs.

Well. That trip to the colonies took a lot longer than he’d expected it to.

But he’s home now. 

[firstratenurse]

pouts

[inkfamy]

#it's funier to imagine all of the combaticons have no idea why Bruticus is obsessed with first aid#like individually they think First Aid is alright but once they all get together#oh boy what the fuck @gayrob0t

I've been thinking about this all week because it's so fucking FUNNY. Bruticus de-combines back to the Combaticons and Onslaught is just immediately grabbing each of them by the lapels and screaming "WHICH ONE OF YOU HAS A CRUSH ON FIRST AID" but they're all like "nah man he's not my type". Vortex gets the blame because he's a little weirdo but he adamantly denies it like "dude he doesn't even like blood, what kind of medic doesn't like blood"

Bruticus is effectively taken out of any battle by just gently placing First Aid within his visual range. Onslaught is losing his entire goddamn mind. The Decepticons come up with a variety of Ridiculous Schemes to kidnap and hide First Aid just so they can get Bruticus to fight instead of cooing over his favourite tiny medic

[gayrob0t]

Poor First Aid has been King Kong'd like three times and each time has ended with him surrounded by five violent idiots who have lost control of their lives and don't even like him

[inkfamy]

This is so perfect in G1 because it lends itself so much to how Stupid the cartoon is. The first time First Aid gets snatched and ends up in a group of angry Combaticons they're too busy yelling at each other and arguing who has a crush on him and he just sneaks off and high tails it out of there.

Later Onslaught gets the idea that Bruticus just likes his colour scheme so he tries to kidnap First Aid and repaint him. He picks some ugly grey but then Bruticus is like "my little wife is the same colour as me now :)"

All of the Combaticons slowly become varying levels of fixated on First Aid trying to work out what it is about him that makes their combined minds go so googoo over him. Onslaught turns into Yzma "I'll shrink him down and put him in a box and then mail myself the box and then smash it with a hammer". Megatron is threatening to decommission them all. None of them can look any of the other Decepticons in the eye any more, they're just "those guys too in love with the least interesting Autobot to be able to fight". Then the rest of the Decepticons slowly start wondering what's so special about First Aid that 5 of their most disagreeable comrades are so obsessed with him. First Aid finds himself the object of much fascination.

The Nemesis rec room turns into loud arguments about if it's First Aid's cute round visor or that he's quite a good medic. Decepticon army brought to its knees

[gayrob0t]

A base wide ban on any discussion of First Aid by Non-Officers is rigorously enforced by Soundwave, as everyone has become way more obsessed with Just Some Guy than they rightly ought to be. Several raid briefings become hopelessly derailed by the 'Bruticus Problem.' The option of just shooting First Aid and being done with it is brought up far far far too late since now no one is sure what Bruticus will do if something happens to his wife. And the combaticons have spent so long thinking about him it's just reinforced Bruticus' weird infatuation. Everyone still denies caring about the little guy. First Aid just has to get used to being accidentally married to five assholes in a trenchcoat

[inkfamy]

All the other gestalts are so worried about whether First Aid is just irresistible to combiners that they stop being useful in battle. There's wide speculation on if a combiner might just randomly Imprint on someone and who that might be. Megatron for some reason decides it's Starscream's fault and they fight about it constantly.

Soundwave falls over and thousands of pictures of First Aid fall out of his cassette tray.

First Aid is kinda weirdly flattered, it's pretty cool having a hugegiantmassive boyfriend who is completely enamoured with you. Ratchet and the other Protectobots keep trying to talk him out of it but the ~forbidden romance~ aspect just entrances him even more.

Optimus and Prowl have about 17 day-long debates about the morality of using First Aid as a distraction in battle. They decide to hide him, but the Decepticons are now determined that First Aid needs to be there for Bruticus to work so they keep trying to steal him.

[gayrob0t]

Gee First Aid, how come you get to have five Bruticus assigned husbands?

[inkfamy]

OH NOOOO look how adorable he is holding his tiny wife ♡(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ and then everyone sitting awkwardly like "idk I'd just rather be with Anyone Else"

(Additionally:)

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@helicrazy

[mrs-danforth]

scary man who really loves his wife 🥺🥺

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@helicrazy

[helicrazy]

firstratenurse​:

First Aid shudders, involuntarily; he subtly nudges the sensitivity up on his hands, and his fans notch up a few degrees as well. His visor practically glows, and his field does at well, charge sparking at the edges.

He wiggles his trapped digits a little; feels the scrape of Texy’s dentae, stirs at the squished treat, then crooks one digit to rub a piece of the gel on Texy’s glossa. “You…. You want more treats, Tex? You’re being so so good….”

The purring continues as he laps his glossa around the digits some more, making sure to clean them up before grabbing the treat with it to consume it. He then presses his lips against the digits to suck them for a moment and pulls away. 

“I would like some more yeah. They’re tasty~” He replies back, and whether he’s talking about the goodie or First Aid himself will be a something for them to decide. 

[firstratenurse]

First Aid can't help but shudder, visor flashing and fans notching up another few degrees. His hand strokes Texy's cheek again, before he's reaching across for another treat, selecting a gummi one and pressing it to Texy's lip plating. "Next one! Guess the flavour?"

[helicrazy]

firstratenurse​:

“Or maybe you’re doing what I want.” First Aid teased, though his field flared against Vortex’s own, eager and shivery; his fans clicked on.

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[firstratenurse]

First Aid shudders, involuntarily; he subtly nudges the sensitivity up on his hands, and his fans notch up a few degrees as well. His visor practically glows, and his field does at well, charge sparking at the edges.

He wiggles his trapped digits a little; feels the scrape of Texy's dentae, stirs at the squished treat, then crooks one digit to rub a piece of the gel on Texy's glossa. "You.... You want more treats, Tex? You're being so so good...."

[firstratenurse]

helicrazy​:

“Knew you couldn’t resist~” The Combaticon purrs as First Aid places himself down onto his lap. One arm wraps around them as the other holds his own servo full of treats close by ready to pamper to little medic.

But first, he opens his mouth for him. Sharp denta baring though he isn’t going to bite down, just wait for his next command like a good copter.

“Or maybe you’re doing what I want.” First Aid teased, though his field flared against Vortex’s own, eager and shivery; his fans clicked on.

His free hand cupped Texy’s cheek before selecting a treat, visor bright as he lift it up for Texy to see. “This is what you want?” he hummed, and then gently held it to Tex’s mouth. “Careful-- this one’s gel filled.”