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TFA Bulkhead + Artist Reader

Bulkhead waited eagerly as you got comfortable in his room, the two of you in the habit of every so often sharing your sketchbooks. His obviously had to be much larger than yours, so you’d sit on his shoulder while he showed it to you, then you’d move to his lap to be able to show him your sketchbook. 

His sketchbook was full of studies, his attempts at drawing organic life such as plants or humans. He’d also tried his hand at drawing the other bots, finding them much easier since they’re so familiar. As he showed them to you, you gave him gentle constructive criticism, mostly on the organic ones. 

It didn’t take too long for it to be your turn, so you carefully climbed down to get into his lap, your sketchbook in hand. “I’ve actually been trying to draw Cybertronians more myself.” You admitted sheepishly, holding your book up to make it easier for him to see. “I’m having a kind of hard time with it, but it’s fun too!” You said honestly, watching his expression closely for his reaction.

He looked closely, honestly really impressed. Assuming that you had similar issues drawing Cybertronians as he did trying to draw organics, this was impressive! He absolutely loved your extra commentary, from notes about their designs to other notes about the bot themselves. Starscream’s make him laugh, despite himself. “Bitchscream? Really?” He asked, looking at you with an optical ridge raised. 

You shrug with a sheepish smile “Am I wrong?”

He thinks it over and shakes his head, chuckling. “No, not really.” He admitted, looking through more pages. He finds your sketch dump of him, energon rushing to his face plate. They were….really good. Does he really look like that? Noticing all of the little hearts and sweet comments didn’t help him calm down any. Apparently you thought his concentrating face was cute, his smile was precious, and that when confused he was like a puppy. 

When realizing what page he was on, your own face flushed red. At least he didn’t seem to mind, though you were a little embarrassed. “I hope you don’t mind…it’s just so relaxing to draw you.” You admitted, a little fidgety. 

Bulkhead absolutely lit up, smiling at you reassuringly. “I don’t mind at all! They look great!”

Grinning proudly, you continued your tour of your sketchbook, perfectly comfortable in Bulkhead’s lap.