o physician, heal thyself

indie idw1 ratchet. mutuals only. written by cinnamon. re-established april 2022. icon border . header template “Being a doctor is not simply about having an understanding of anatomy and sickness, rather it is about having an understanding of true wellness and more importantly, it is about understanding the intensity of the concern of the patient’s next of kin."

[ofvaporex]

                                                                          remember you can’t save everyone...

                                         indie idw 1 ratchet                                               written by jay                                             dossier & rules

...remember you have to try

[tmnt-oc-comp]

TMNT OC COMP: Round 1A

Arya Peteoica vs. Cybertello

Arya Peteoica

Cybertello

Voting ended onAug 25, 2023

Arya’s creator: @justadoll

Cyber’s creator: @askcybertello

[huoyd]

YALLL PLEASE VOTE FOR MY BABY ARYA, SHE'S SO IMPORTANT AND SHE DESERVES THIS AFTER WHAT I PUT HER THROUGH !!

[ofvaporex]

Not officially back bc my life has been chaotic and I have Guild Wars 2 Brain like you wouldn't believe, but post incoming bc I love my friend.

[ofvaporex]

We finished our project!

And by that I mean we got my new desk put together! I don't have my new desk mat, but it's gonna be so cute once everything is here.

[flameofprimus]

Rodimus slowly laces their fingers together. Pouting just a little, rubbing the back of his neck,” ... I just worry that, y’know. Mechs will give you slag if they see you with me.” The Fuck Up Prime. The Spare. Everyone would rather Optimus come back or see a mech like Thunderclash lead. The few that did trust Rodimus were an eclectic bunch to say the least. But he also doesn’t want to let him go. Squeezing their joined servos gently in turn.

[ofvaporex]

"If someone has a problem with you holding my hand, I'll make sure they regret opening their damn fuel port."

He means it, too. He's always been straight forward about those kinds of things, and he won't stand for anyone speaking ill about the people he cares about. He and Rodimus may have been a rocky start, to be certain, but that doesn't mean he won't fight for him now. He turns his head to glance up at the young captain, pulling him in just that much closer.

While the old medic may not want to start a physical fight, he's been good at verbal arguments for a few million years or more, and he won't hold back if he has the chance to go at someone for insulting his people.

"It's their problem. Not mine, or yours."

[ofvaporex]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

@sparkmender said: [ intertwine & kiss ] “There’s crumble cake in the kitchen, Ratchet.”

"You trying to fatten me up?"

The words are spoken with the same kind of warm, teasing mirth he'd shown far more of in his youth, free hand lifting to grant a passing flick to Rung's antenna. Not too hard; he's just gently teasing, after all. But the smile on his face and the way the pliant metalmesh of his face, worn from so many centuries of laughter and anger and grief, presses into wrinkles at the corners of his mouth and crows feet around his optics? Speak volumes.

He may not be better. He may not ever be better. But he can enjoy these quiet moments with his family, and he fully intends to, pulling their hands back towards him so he can kiss Rung's in turn.

"I'll have some here in a little bit. I want to finish up these contracts before I forget."

[ofvaporex]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

@ruronokenshi said: [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand.

He's always a little in awe of Drift. From the way he moves to his soft, thoughtful manner of speaking to his hands, so soft while staying so hard beneath.

Ratchet's optics follow his companion's movements, sighing faintly when he presses the kiss to the back of his hand, moving in just slightly to the taller mech to gaze up at him. Everything in his field reads affection and desire, a sort of warmth staticky around the edges, a reminder of affections four million years in the building.

"You never cease to amaze me, you know that? Every damn time I think you won't, there you are."

[ofvaporex]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

@flameofprimus said: [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand.

Ratchet is quiet for a few moments after he feels the young captain's hand brush lightly against his, fingers seeming to try to reach for his before immediately withdrawing, and he turns his head. Regarding the younger mech with quiet curiosity, thoughtful, warm.

And then he makes the move himself, reaching out to take his hand, giving the warm digits a squeeze within the soft, malleable digits of his own.

"You can always take the step if you want. But if you're not ready, I'll be here to hold you up whenever you want."

[coyotesresources]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

[rpdepartment]

       under the surface

                    i’m pretty sure i’m 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 if i can’t be of service

[forged-through-flames]

Rodimus is content to settle on top of Ratchet, venting softly. It's too cols in here, and Ratchet is warm and comfortable.

"Yea, comfortable. Could use a blanket tho."

[ofvaporex]

"There's one on the back of the couch if you want to pull it down. Surprised you're cold."

Still, he kicks on the heating mechanisms beneath his chestplate all the same. It's an old holdover, something he's had for ages that's served him well in his work, and so he's never seen a reason to get rid of the function altogether.

His engine rumbles approvingly, optics dimmed to black.

"You're welcome to stay here as long as you want regardless. I'm supposed to be taking a break."

[ofvaporex]

@forged-through-flames "cuddles. Give. Now please."

Ratchet laughs, but he reaches out all the same, pulling Rodimus down to sit on his lap before lounging back on the couch so he can recline with the younger mech resting on him like a blanket. It's as comfortable as he can manage, and it's a nice position besides.

"There, you needy thing. Comfortable? I don't plan on moving for a while."

[ofvaporex]

Time to be curled up with. Optimus tucking against Ratchet with a sigh.

The medic gives an appreciative rumble, wrapping his arms around the younger mech and sighing contentedly, optics powering down and shuttering. It's a nice, comfortable way to spend an evening, that's for certain, and he's honestly just happy to be here at all.

Humming softly, he lets the sensors inside his chestplate heat up, warming the both of them to a comfortable temperature as they relax.

[ofvaporex]

Also holy shit I apologize for suddenly being not present; I got sucked into playing Lemon Cake for like two days straight.

[ofvaporex]

I stg 99% of incorrect quotes about TF characters miss the mark so hard.

Saw one just now that insinuated Ratchet would let the Cons keep one of the human kids if they were captured and I'm just like. Y'all could not fundamentally misunderstand his character more.

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[ofvaporex]

"I'm so damn tired.

I don't think I've been this tired since I was still working. All this damn stress...

I wish we knew something.

I wish I didn't feel so damn out of it these days."