Rain: A KOBD Comic

Oh you KNOW no one could handle all that 🙄 what would y’all do if you looked up and saw this beast looking down at you tbh. If I were Megatron and I fumbled her, I’d run away, fake my death, and completely change my identity cuz losing that has to be a generational loss… thinking I’ll do this Soundwave in more poses just cuz I don’t draw him enough

tumblr exclusive shockwave doodles

Is that an angel falling from the skies?

Was talking with @alsi-alice and they wanted me to buy a little barbie pool for my Soundwave figure. And then this happened

loveee reading multiple fics by the same author and seeing little nods and references among them like yes! this is a multiverse to me!!!! i giggle and squeal everytime i catch a reference!!!!!!!!

he's slaying in more than one way

I've been working on Megatron and Optimus's designs in the AU!

Still not done but I have to go on a trip starting tomorrow and I want to draw a lil doodle before I go!

[ Reminder that if you have asks @ene-ask is my new ask box now to keep things organized ]

AUUUUUGH, I know people on twitter have already beautifully dissected this gorgeous piece of artwork, but I just I WANNA SINK TEETH INTO HOW EVERYTHING LOOKS TOO-

I am obsessed with how calm and peaceful Jazz looks in comparison to D-16. Jazz is reaching for OP's garment and the way it hugs him so gently like a sweet lover's embrace!? What's more he's so welcoming and open to the idea of it. For he see's it as what it is; a gentle sweep of warmth, the potential of love, a shared want that may or not be reciprocated or soon to be noticed if a certain someone keeps fighting himself. And the way the whole thing loops so sweetly and loosely around his neck? The spotlight is so yellow-orange like a sunset toned as well like he's a prince about to be pulled up by his princess (Im thinking of Rapunzel now OMG). He could so easily remove it if he wants to, but he clearly doesn't feel the need to, he is REACHING TOWARDS IT like how the moon reaches for the ocean/sun, whatever metaphor you want to toss out and cry for. AND that smile, auuuuugh he knows what he wants, and it makes me sick, it breaks my heart, my little panda....wuuu. His eyes too, they're so full of love and it makes me want to bang my head into a corner RIGHT NOOOW, Jazz is so willing and capable of affection, I love it. It spills from everything in this image and him, the whole aura around him is everything to me, it tugs at my soul.

MEANWHILE... D-16. Oh my sweet D is upset. He's beyond upset, he's restrained, he's the EXACT opposite, he's suffocated, he's scared of it, he's scared of the restrictive feeling. OP's garment practically ties him down like those insane asylum patients who need to be transported and muzzled because it's that dangerous or in need of being kept/checked in. He wants OUT, but he can't escape the idea of OP, it's bound to his frame whether he likes it or not.

D is attempting to claw and bite his way out like a feral animal, he's those tom cats on the street who are so afraid of touch and have no idea what to do with it if given, so they scratch, hiss, and bite. Anything to get away from the SHADOW of safety because it is so foreign.

But he can't escape can he? No matter how he fights it, OP's garment is a part of his frame by now, it's seared into his spark like a piece of ribbon, he's this beautiful present all wrapped up, but refuses to be a part of OP's "show/wrapped and offered affection."

The spotlight WILL always find him, no matter where he's gone, but what is it doing to him? That's what freaks him out, he's scared of what OP is doing to him now. This specific spotlight is so different as well compared to Jazz's because here it's like D-16 is a thief in the night who's been caught, it's bright and sharp between the edges, it's not hazy or a gentle castled down glimmer of light.

Again it's as if D feels more like a escaped prisoner, but is still caught in the end (he wants to escape OP's love/influence, but alas he can't can he?) AUUUGH my silly SILLY son, BY PRIMUS pls stop the garment is around your waist so tightly, he wants to hold you, love you- CHERISH YOU! PLS JUST LET HIM IN OR I WILL DO IT FOR YOU. I need to stop myself before I start yapping all over again, but this piece is so gorgeous.

Even the quote: "𝘖𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦?"

Drives me nuts!

I could write a whole paper or two on the differences/how the idea of OP's love may or may not be received by these two. Because to me D is so bound and desperate to fight against what he feels or wants. And does all of that despite how much of it is already holding onto him or depending on the perspective, he may be holding onto as well without him even knowing. In comparison, Jazz and the garment can be interpreted where it could take the air from him (from how it drapes around his frame) and he'd let it do whatever (OP) wants, again and again. He's so sweet and well meaning in general from how he looks and to me it feels as if he understands OP's love may as be an hidden opportunity really not a given (he's not going to force), but it's something he would happily accept if allowed. He's probably waiting for OP to say it or potentially realize their potential first, the more I think about it.

So while D-16 refuses the fate that may await him (given how firmly the garment is wrapped around him and his blatant feral/upset expression). Jazz in contrast from how he's portrayed is more accepting or I'd say willing to fight the fates as in...if that's something OP wanted of him Jazz would do it...if OP asked him to lasso the sun he would happily take it for him.

They both love him I'm sure in their own ways and in their own understanding of who he is as a bot, but the way they internalize/handle it is so different and it hurts me. It brings the writer out of me (insert quote i had to write in order to describe the sheer joy this piece of art brings me). 😭😭

"Nothing shelters love more than a torn spark, yet even in your absence I can't help but drown in your sunlight. You laugh, but my luck has run out, and perfection is the only word I can think of when I look at you. Isn't that scary? I'm so hungry for the possibility of love that I either head to or run from you."

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