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MR. KNOW-IT-ALL, HAD HIS REIGN AND HIS FALL. ( at least, that’s what HIS BRAIN is telling all. )

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Because these spread pretty well- could you reblog or like this if you’d be willing to interact with a Pre-Portal Wheatley? I haven’t decided whether I’m using Canon Wheatley again yet, so we’ll see. But mostly Pre-Portal, or Nathaniel. Thanks!!

#HE....#;;promo

Ask my muse the most insane “Would you rather?” questions you can come up with. Get creative.

#;;meme

silencedxscience

*should be sendinf out replies but this is cute* /For the whole my muse tries to talk yours into sleeping thing/ "Love, oi, it's really late.. Come on, do I need to pick you up? I will do that if I must!" The moron gave a great sigh before hugging her from behind, nuzzling his nose and lips against the side of her neck. "Do I need to sh-share a bed with you to make sure you stop going back out here to work?" His ears reddened a bit..

It was already past two in the morning. A bit ridiculous, honestly. Normally Chell wasn’t one to procrastinate, but this project for work was really eating away at her. And it was due the moment she walked in the door the next morning. Technically this morning, she supposed.

So, to hell with sleeping. She didn’t usually get more than a few hours anyway- not a heavy sleeper at all. But by this point she was rather exhausted, honestly. She really did need to rest, even if she wouldn’t be getting much actual sleep.

Shifting slightly when she felt his arms around her, she reached up to run her fingers through his hair. “…as nice as that would be, Wheatley, I really need to finish this…” She murmured tiredly, yawning just a bit, “…’s.. ’S not even that late..”

that-dashing-moron

He never realized how easy it was to tell when a human had fallen asleep until Chell did exactly that, with her soft breaths clinging to his shirt and her feet at his calves (his feet were very cold, so he was he told) as they intertwined for both warmth and comfort. Her usual breaths had drastically gone softer, and her mouth relaxed. Out of a fit of sudden panic, Wheatley tried his best to subtley press his ear to her collarbone, making sure that knotted muscle in her chest worked like his own. A relieved sigh could not be suppressed, but he was too worried that the natural tempo may stop to care.

After an hour, Wheatley also found his eyelids growing heavy. Not soon after, his muscles were next to grow heavy, as if any leftove energy had suddenly been sapped from him.

When both eyes opened, light filtered in from the windows, and Chell’s head was now pressed to his chest, his body seeming to naturally curl around her. One hand rested at the small of her back, although he only knew when he searched for that hand – it had gone entirely numb. The other yet rested at the nape of her neck, and he let a thumb drag over the soft skin since feeling still ran through that hand.

“E-erm, morning, darling..”

silencedxscience

In her sleep, she clung to him a bit tightly. The nightmares still plagued her regularly. Though she'd grown accustomed to having them by now, they didn't exactly lessen. Still, having another presence was comforting, anchoring in ways difficult for her to explain.

Chell awoke with a start, but it was nothing new. It took her a few seconds for her to grow reaccustomed to her surroundings, glancing around frantically. Soon, though, she relaxed back against him, letting out a silent sigh.

"... Morning," she murmured back, the sound soft.

#ITS BEEN 84 YEARS #i am a functional writer #ANYWAY #I'm attempting to revive this blog #and this was cute so im answering it #that dashing moron #v;; outside aperture

rpmemesforall-blog

My muse hits your muse, either on purpose or by an accidental reflex. What is your muse's reaction?

- Anonymous submission -

#;;meme

rpmemesforall-blog

Give my muse something to smile about.

#;;meme

memeasaurus-promptus

Send my muse questions they can only answer with “yes” or “no”

Examples:

If you could…? Do you have…? Would you ever…? Have you ever…? Would you like…? Do you want…?

#;;meme

rpmemes-galore

Relationship Problems {Sentence Starters}

“Who the hell was she/he?!”

“Maybe it’s time for me to leave.”

“I can’t trust anything you tell me.”

“I never meant to hurt you like this.”

“I know you were out with her/him!”

“How can I even trust you anymore?!”

“Look, I just don’t think this is working.”

“Don’t you dare tell me to ‘calm down’!”

“How could you do this to me? To US?!”

“Get out of my house and out of my life!”

“Get the hell away from me! I HATE you!”

“I have to go. I can’t be with you any longer.”

“Look, I’m sorry! Give me another chance?”

“Do you even understand what you’re doing?”

“Could you find it in your heart to forgive me?”

“What were you doing tonight? Tell me the truth.”

“How can I say I’m sorry and make it up to you?”

“You want my FORGIVENESS? Keep dreaming!”

“You promised! You PROMISED me you wouldn’t!”

“Go away. I can’t even stand to look at you right now.”

“How can I apologize if you won’t give me a chance?”

“Don’t bother coming back. You’re not welcome here.”

“Do you want your knife from my back before you go?"

"I know you were cheating on me. I was just afraid to say it.”

#;;meme

[ i'm going to attempt to take this blog off of hiatus because i miss it tbh. I'll probably be a little more selective with threads because my muse is very low, but I'm trying to keep this blog somewhat alive. Also, new theme and blog pages! Might mess with it a little more later verses-wise but it's good enough for now. ]

#;;out of portals [ ooc ]