My Good Friend @wendy-comet Commissioned Me To Draw A Very Special Gift For A Very Special Someone

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 

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)

when ur mean old boss is just a hater cuz he has no game

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:

personally i think they should take away my computer privileges

On the morning of November 26th, while walking the dog, I was struck by a vision of this project, and so, fueled by nothing but Skystar hyperfixation, me and @yasbeych have made a thing!! They made and sung the song, and I wrote the lyrics and drew/edited the video.

Once again, thank you so much for doing this with me, Rito! Your song is perfect! And your feedback fueled me to keep going!

I still can't believe we made this in less than 4 days.

Lyrics under the cut.

“He had it coming”

“Good riddance”

It’s all everyone seems to say about me after I’ve died

But standing in the corner, your tall figure

Is the only one who cared about me enough to cry

If it serves as any consolation

I liked you the best too

Even if we didn’t talk much after that

Only exchanging gazes from afar

I always cherished the memories we shared before we fell apart

I’m guessing you did too

I saw the face you made when they told you I had died

Always known as a coward

An intrinsic part of my nature they’d say

I guess I do regret one thing from it,

If it wasn’t already obvious

I should have told you about my feelings while I was alive

It’s almost funny, isn’t it?

I circled half the globe searching for you

And I was never truly over your loss

Once I had to give up

Now that the roles are reversed,

Will it be the same for you too?

My voice is calm for once

Even if you can’t hear me,

I wish you the best

I can’t come up with something more clever right now

Don’t miss me too much

Though it’s nice to know that someone does.