#ratchop

[felis-rach]

Here, have some gay robots!

[startheskelaton]

Fuck it, mpreg

[spophiearts]

their reunion in RID15.... I'm gonna need a moment

[burb-ie]

I love gay people, wish they were real

[chamom1le-t3a]

just pretend i spelt chick-fil-a right pretty pleasee 🙏

[kingghoost]

Constant Variable

[mountaingutta]

Addendum to the post about the stolen video camera.

Orion loves to bring stray animals home. Especially if they look very pitiful. Small, wounded, just meowing pitifully.

Ratchet, Ariel, Orion, and Jazz live together. So decisions like whether to keep a stray are made collectively.

In half of the cases, Ariel supports him (often to make fun of Ratchet), Jazz always supports him - just for fun (but he secretly likes animals. Except for the razor snake he stumbled upon when he climbed through the window to get home. Ratchet had a good laugh then).

Ratchet always grumbles and protests — but somehow, he ends up being the animals’ favorite. Plus, he can never resist the pitiful look his beloved Orion gives him. He treats them and takes care of them whenever Orion’s not home.

Jazz has a dedicated folder with videos of every animal Orion’s ever brought home.

One of the earliest clips shows Orion carrying in something that looked like a mechanical hybrid of a rat, a lizard, and a parrot. The creature was missing one optic, battered, with chunks of armor gone—yet it was still growling

Orion held it up insistently in front of an unimpressed Ratchet, insisting, “But it looks just like you!”

From off-screen, you can hear Ariel laughing, already wheezing and rolling around somewhere behind the sofa — she hid so that a wrench or any other object that might fall under Ratchet's servo wouldn't hit her.

The video camera was shaking - Jazz himself could barely contain his laughter, but he had to record everything for future generations.

Next shot: a scratched-up and disgruntled Ratchet trying to patch the creature up. The creature hisses at him, Ratchet hisses back. Orion’s standing nearby with a guilty look, holding the medkit. Jazz is cooing at the creature and reaching out a finger—only for it to try and bite him. Ariel’s voice offscreen: “We’ve decided to name it Ratchet Junior. The resemblance is phenomenal.” A cup flies at the lens. The video cuts out.

Next shot: Orion tending to Ratchet’s scratches with gentle precision. Jazz pokes Ratchet in the cheek. Ratchet tries to bite him. The creature is fast asleep in a makeshift cage.

Next shot: Jazz’s voice narrating, “Today Orion and Ariel went on an expedition east to check out some ruins. So Ratchet and I are babysitting Ratchet Junior.” The camera pans to a grumpy-looking Ratchet sipping something ominously and glaring across the table at the creature—which now looks much better, though still missing one optic.

Ratchet’s voice: “We are not calling it Ratchet Junior.”

“Then what?”

“Nothing. It’s staying here only until it’s healed. After that, it can go wherever it wants.”

“Ugh, you’re so cruel! Don’t listen to him, Junior, you can stay as long as you like.”

Jazz’s servo appears on screen, reaching toward the creature—only to get bitten. The camera tumbles, showing just a chair leg as we hear Ratchet’s evil laughter and Jazz’s pained groans.

A muffled thud. Then the creature’s one-eyed face appears in the lens, licking it. Panicked shouting. Running. Cut to static.

Next clip: Ratchet’s face fills the frame—looks like he’s holding the camera himself this time.

“Today it’s just me and the creature. Jazz took off again—no idea where or for how long. Ariel wrote that they found some ancient frescoes at the ruins, so we probably won’t be hearing from Orion any time soon. Hopefully the creature escapes by then.”

The camera swivels to reveal the beast fast asleep. Video cuts out.

Next shot: the camera switches on to an empty, silent frame—just a steady view of the entrance to the dwelling.

Suddenly, a clawed paw appears. Then half of the creature’s face. A soft knock—then another, irregular rhythm as it taps the camera with its paw, then its snout. Still, no sign of the bots.

The door creaks open. Ratchet steps inside, his posture heavy with exhaustion. He closes the door behind him and slowly sinks to the floor, leaning back against it with a quiet, weary sigh.

A soft thump.

The creature appears in the frame, padding over to him. It rubs gently against his leg. Ratchet casts it a tired, disgruntled look and half-heartedly waves it away—but it stays, pressing closer.

Another sigh. He scoops it up, cradling it awkwardly for a moment before his hand starts to stroke its back.

He rises to his feet. Walks offscreen.

Only his footsteps remain, fading into the distance.

Then—silence.

A while later, the door opens again—Orion and Ariel come in, tired but happy. Ariel walks up to the camera and picks it up. Offscreen, the sound of running footsteps.

“Ariel, Ariel! Come here. And bring the camera!” “What is it?” “Just hurry!”

The camera is snatched—there’s a few seconds of floor blur, followed by a soft squeal and laughter. Ariel lifts the camera: Ratchet is sleeping on the bed, the creature curled up on his chest.

Orion’s hushed, delighted whisper from behind the camera: “Look, look!” He points at the creature. Around its neck is a tag. The name on it: Hatchet. Orion squeals with glee. Ariel giggles behind the camera. The video cuts out.

Final shot: Ratchet still asleep, Orion curled up on one side, Ariel on the other. Hatchet dozing contently on his chest. Silence. The video ends.

[mapledkanata]

Alpha Trion, I am... seeing someone....

tfw when ur son is dating that FREAKING gladiator and not the respectable doctor 😰😰

[only-the-coolest-apples]

when the robots are “old friends”, finish each others sentences, and are extremely devoted to each other-

anyways transformers are cool

[d0c0d]

this felt like a Megatron moment so

[madamadamiu]

Those old men make me sick

[energon-depo]

Know the work rules! specifically ratchet's rules

[startheskelaton]

Moot made a tf reproduction concept that I really liked (link here to read)

That’s what let me to drawing Spark as a TFA ratchop kid like in this post here… and to me drawing this little goober

I’m having fun

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[spophiearts]

imagine getting chewed out by your husband for being self-sacrificial again

[burb-ie]

“You were a wonderful experience…”

“You were… everything…”

[chamom1le-t3a]

wgatever.. go forth art dump