This is a picture someone asked me to draw last year. They wanted some guy named Revolver Ocelot kidnapping Miko and holding her hostage against the Autobots. Originally Miko was to be in a cage, but I really, really can't draw cages. At. All.
I also have no real idea of who Revolver Ocelot is, so I'm not sure if guns are in character with him, but oh well.
You can always pretend that he's Silas with long, flowing hair.
Wilkins is a treasure and there is no merch to show for it, so I made my own. He's so tiny!
Painting hair pieces is fun.
Excuse Wu’s freckles, I don’t own a boy child head without them.
This Harumi is an updated one from this post.
Ratchet stood in the ruins of the base, staring at something that stuck out from beneath the rubble. He could feel himself grinding his teethplates. His fist was clenched so tightly that his fingers stabbed into his palm, leaving Energon to drip down onto the floor. He had been upset; with Optimus, and with himself. He had returned to the base, even when instructed not to, because he had a terrible feeling that he would be needed there right away. Not soon enough. The limp hand before him began draining away all of his anger and frustration. Lubricant began to trail down his faceplate. "I honestly didn't."
I heard a song on the radio that consisted of a rock guitar and electronic beeps. And so, Miko and Bumblebee performing a duet.
A big hero and a little hero!