#skidsxswerve

[shbllkaa]

some doodles from this week (more under the cut

not a good week honestly but im managing with drawing swerve because i love him

[velvet-apricots]

“i said i love you.” skids/swerve

Oh god anon my mind went instantly to tragedy with this ask. I’m sorry.

“I love you.”

Skids stopped cleaning Nautica’s face wound, turning to look at Swerve who stood behind him, the minibot practically chewing his servos off.

“Pardon?” Skids pulled away, and Nautica held up her hands.

“I’m just gonna go over there. Leave you both to it.” She stood, swatting Skids’ hands away as he made to try and make her sit back down, “This is a little more important then me.”

“Your face-”

“More important then me.” Nautica enforced. She seemed to notice Rewind was leaving, and followed him after a moment of thought.

Skids turned back to Swerve, and before he could get a word out, Swerve spoke again.

“I said i love you!” he blurted through his fingers, still chewing on them, “We’re gonna die. All of us. I thought I would tell you before it was too late.”

Skids smiled and grabbed Swerve’s hands pulling them away. “We are going to be fine.”

“And not as a friend. I mean… I am your friend. You are my best friend but I really really love you too.” big tears flowed past Swerve’s visor.

Skids opened his mouth again, and again…. Swerve started talking.

“Oh primus… What if we do live and you don’t love me back? I’ve ruined everything! I should not of told you! Who could love me? Blurr didn’t even give me his actual –”

Skids covered Swerve’s mouth, laughing. “Let me have a moment to talk you little chatterbox.”

Skids pulled his hand away, and was relieved Swerve didn’t start talking again. “I am… Things are a little hectic right now.” Swerve nodded at him, “so, when this is over and we are all alive. You can tell me that again, if you still want to.”

“I will!”

Skids smiled, resting his hand on Swerve’s kibble. “And I think you may be surprised by my answer.”

Swerve looked surprised, and on the verge of having an outburst of joy, but a stray bombardment had him falling to the floor, fingers back in his mouth.

Skids frowned, hand on Swerve’s shoulder, and the minibot clutched his hand tightly.

Yes. When it was over, Skids would tell him.

[shbllkaa]

but when i'm back i need another- y'know- i'm starting to feel it again.

[lampfacedstudios]

Some bits of this don’t make a lot of sense (the foot placements mostly) but whatever, it’s good enough and I had to actually finish a drawing of my babies. especially after the panel from issue 53′s preview that gives me some hope regarding these two, and considering the rest of the issue comes out in less than a week there isn’t much time

Do not use, copy, edit, or repost this art without my express permission. Not for use in ANY roleplays.

[withdrawnwitch]

“You wanna go back to my place?” Skids/Swerve?? if thats okay :)

Hope you enjoy!

The bar was quieting down, Swerve finishing the last of the cleaning as the he caroused and cajoled the last of the mechs out of his bar, leaving him with only a sleeping Skids drooling on the counter with a half-empty glass of high grade in front of his folded arms.

Smiling at the sight, Swerve walked over and began mopping up where he could around the theoretician. When there was nothing left he could reach without disturbing the mech, he shook on his arm, earning a sleepy mumble as golden optics powered up and focused on the red frame in front of him.

“C’mon Skids, you gotta sleep this off somewhere that isn’t my bar.” Smiling wide, Swerve watched Skids drunkenly attempt to parse his words, before shooting a drunken smile back.

“Well, could I sleep in your room?”

“You wanna go back to my place?” Swerve was incredulous to the suggestion. Skids was probably just drunkenly saying the first thing in his mind.

“Yeah, your berth is comfier than mine and I want someone cute to snuggle.”