Close Call.

bee what the fuck, hes gonna die whyd u do that

Here it is, the enemies to lovers fic these absolute disasters require! 

Fr, @tikiirishy and @determunition’s doodles kinda sold me on these guys 

No but they were so ready to leave him there until they needed him for transport

Skyfire: *gets buried in ice for a second time*

The autobots, fully capable of helping him:

Posting this from tumblr mobile idk how well thisll post. Anyways friend Castor sent me a meme and i redrew it with these two

Context:

“Just… go in there and talk to him. Say something.” That was the only instruction Skyfire had received before being all but thrown into a room with an “agitated” Starscream. For a day now, he’d been in Autobot custody. Skyfire would have liked to see him sooner, but for most of that day, he’d been either unconscious, in Ratchet’s care, or both. The state Jazz and Mirage had found him in… According to Ratchet, the handprints around his throat had been of the right size to belong to Megatron. Skyfire tried to swallow his anger. His guilt was harder to handle.

(text by @postapocalyptic-cryptic)

my good friend @wendy-comet commissioned me to draw a very special gift for a very special someone <3

text in the last image is based on this 

kid: dad whats a 69

dad: well son, a 69 is when two people who love each other very much get together with a 6 and a 9 and a 5 6 7 8 [spotlight turns on] [dad breaks into jazz number]

Soundwave speaks in the 3rd person and no one blinks. He’s intelligent, respected even

But when Me, Grimlock-

the children’s favorite