#weej

[skirtmag]

Protect this man at all costs 

[canon-anon-roomba]

“ your hugs are the best. ”

"They're always avilable to have sweetspark." Anon hummed, snuggling in closer to Wheeljack, as they were cuddled up on the couch, enjoying the calm morning. He had both arms wrapped around his torso, and resting his helm on his chassis.

"I will never decline hugs for you." He chuckled, tilting his head back to look at his love.

[scientistgoesboom]

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

Wheeljack is hesitating for a very long time.He has not the best voice in the universe, his singing voice is rather bad to be honest.But if Anon, his beloved Chef, has a Nightmare, Wheeljack will do his best to help calm him down without waking the clearly overworked love of his spark!Even if it sounds like dying Drones and a scrap compactor.

[dailykilljoys]

Bonus:

[ursamajorinthesky]

Dang replacement models.  :/

[canon-anon-roomba]

“NO!”

He didn't know why he chose to go in to the battle, he could only fight as good as he had been able to learn. Shooting wasn't his strong point either, really the only thing he was good at was near combat.

He'd still tried to stay close to his love, Wheeljack, as much as he could while navigating through the wreckage. Hearing the familiar whistle of something coming towards them, he handled instinctivly.

Coming from behind was a large laser beam, shot from one of the ion blasters. In nanokliks his body moved forward, holding his arms across his face as he pushed Wheeljack to the side, hearing the crackle of his plating before the heavy impact and pain shot stars and blackness into his vision.

He tumbled backwards, frame slamming hard into the ground, offlining his screen, which made him think he had gone blind from the impact.

A large gaping hole over his chassis edged it's way into his processors, venting shallow to try and not cause more blinding pain than he already was in.

He was in pain, he was afraid, he couldn't see anything now that his screen wasn't giving feedback from the outside world.

"Wheeljack!" He hoarsly called out, voicebox crackling and glitching.

[scientistgoesboom]

Lucky seems to be doing something.. that might get herself Hurt

Wheeljack will look at her with disappointment.

[scientistgoesboom]

“Mmmphf. Snicetoseeyoutoo.”

“Hey there little One. How do you feel?”He is easing her out of the metal box, carefully holding her in his servos.Sard is sitting beside him, sniffling at the Organic he had protected for his Creator.“We finally found you. I am so glad.”