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[TF] Renegades 01/??
May. 9th, 2019 06:59 amTitle: Renegades
Universe: Transformers Amalgam
Characters: Wheeljack/Starscream, Perceptor
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Description: No one could ever know, that was what they agreed. Until Perceptor walked in on them, and suddenly, Wheeljack and Starscream had a choice to make.
January 2019 Patreon Reward.
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Wheeljack stopped being offended by the teasing that surrounds his scientific progress ages ago. The truth was, things only exploded because he wanted them to explode, and if it seemed like an accident, it was because he wanted it to seem like an accident.
The true key to being a genius was in pretending to be an idiot.
He liked his privacy, for all that he was social. He liked to push the boundaries of what was possible without Perceptor leaning over his shoulder and questioning the usefulness of an invention or Quark correcting his mathematical calculations. He liked being able to create without Prowl wandering in on the daily and asking him to weaponize it. And he preferred being able to theorize aloud without Brainstorm overhearing and adding in his outrageously ridiculous two creds worth.
Wheeljack liked his private laboratory, which was now required to be at a minimum of three hundred yards from the Autobot base. It was connected by a long tunnel with explosives built into the walls to collapse it if need be, on the off chance something terrible might make its way back to the base.
Wheeljack didn’t feel ostracized. He felt liberated.
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Universe: Transformers Amalgam
Characters: Wheeljack/Starscream, Perceptor
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Description: No one could ever know, that was what they agreed. Until Perceptor walked in on them, and suddenly, Wheeljack and Starscream had a choice to make.
January 2019 Patreon Reward.
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Wheeljack stopped being offended by the teasing that surrounds his scientific progress ages ago. The truth was, things only exploded because he wanted them to explode, and if it seemed like an accident, it was because he wanted it to seem like an accident.
The true key to being a genius was in pretending to be an idiot.
He liked his privacy, for all that he was social. He liked to push the boundaries of what was possible without Perceptor leaning over his shoulder and questioning the usefulness of an invention or Quark correcting his mathematical calculations. He liked being able to create without Prowl wandering in on the daily and asking him to weaponize it. And he preferred being able to theorize aloud without Brainstorm overhearing and adding in his outrageously ridiculous two creds worth.
Wheeljack liked his private laboratory, which was now required to be at a minimum of three hundred yards from the Autobot base. It was connected by a long tunnel with explosives built into the walls to collapse it if need be, on the off chance something terrible might make its way back to the base.
Wheeljack didn’t feel ostracized. He felt liberated.
( Read more... )
