#projext-13

[that-dashing-moron]

//Okay excuse my public rambling here, but I can't get over how Los and Wheats would be after the inevitable jaw surgery he'd need to have with the broken jaw and possible surgeries Los would've had for injuries I honestly cannot remember well at the moment . I can just imagine Los urging for Wheatley to at the very least take a nap, and when he finally gives in, the nap -- one hour, he said, wake me in exactly an hour -- turns into ten hours of sleep, after losing so many hours of shut-eye to watching over his recovering lover, who was sleeping through the pain that so many others had inflicted upon him. The elastics in his mouth, which he would find out would stay on for a month or two and probably cry or have some sort of sleep-deprived fit over, would make everything harder and he could barely even mutter to Los, so how the hell would he give him apologetic kisses for powering him down multiple times? I don't think Wheatley would be so thrilled over having to drink everything to substitute all the meals of the day either, and I can imagine him growing more and more frustrated the first few weeks while recovering where he feels like he can't find any way to keep the smoothies and protein shakes in his mouth and down his chin. Okay okay I'll shut up now. Continue wihh your life knowing that I am constantly thinking of the gays.

This is over the Alley (?) thread between projext-13 and I; I am not randomly daydreaming about Wheatley having jaw surgery for the hell of it btw

[that-dashing-moron]

(((Soo regarding the AUs I mentioned, this is what I rambled on about at 3 AM very happily because bOY DO I LOVE HUMAN WHEATLEY. Especially human Wheatley that has jUST woken up from his (imo probably decade-long, century-long) slumber as a preserved test subject.

YE I was sorta thinkin of like maybe by chance the body GLaDOS finds for Wheatley is very similar to his android body's appearance, and it could've been that he was one of the few to have his human form (I sort of hc he was originally human tbh because of how his voice sounds in the game)) and Wheatley probably survives as a human with Los' help if GLaDOS lets them go on their way having been done with her anger after turning him into something mortal so she wouldn't hear his annoying voice forever (ohohoho but she will have more problems if Los comes to her begging for the android body again) and Los has to face real doctors whenever Wheatley gets so ill he can hardly lift his head up and he's so gentle and soft and wow he has barely any scars, only clusters of freckles everywhere! Los would prob have fun with Wheatley's human, wavy hair, though and their kisses would maybe become a bit awkward what with Wheatley's human saliva in the way and his need to eat, sleep, drink everyday which he was never good at in the first place - which wouldn't be a very good thing. oH IMAGINE Los cooking even more often for Wheatley while he's still recovering and gaining enough strength to eat on his own and also cook for Los. They'd probably have some problems with sleeping together too, because after Los near breaking this fragile little one's ribs from the weight of his arms, he'd probably be super scared to touch him. And oh god Sol idek where to begin idk how he would react to this fragile looking thing's sinewy body structure actually being similar to how much strength he contains for once. Like his human body structure is probably even skinnier than sinewy because I figure humans in those tube things are in there for a looong time and would grow accustomed to the goop they float in and the lack of food they actually consume and god he would be so malnourished and desperate for all the necessities needed to live. OH A FAMILY NOW THAT'D BE INTERESTING. Especially if it was in a time period where his family was alive and if so he'd probably be bombarded with sudden, firm hugs and questions about the nice young man he was never without, and I can imagine Los either being shy or embarrassingly detailed about their life (the positive aspects of it). Oh no just this itself was long ahha I also had another AU idea and it was a friggin school one of all AUs I could've thought of it ended up in my head being Wheat and Los being a secret couple probably in a time when homosexuality was deeply hated the most - I can't remember the year that was the worst tbh - and lots of people notice this in their school and decide to pester the two about it until it goes way two far when a group follows the couple and blackmails them with some pictures they took when the two were in probably Wheat's car And Wheatley lashes out when he finds out about pictures that were taken of them the night before and they're very obvious like people know that true bros don't fuck each other and the pictures are proof enough lmao And an idea I got just now for that is that the two find ways to break the ones who took their pictures whether they kill/beat them up or just take the chance and get cold hard revenge

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8. Voice AU; Muse A is a lonely, quiet, and depressed person. Muse B is a demon. Muse B starts talking to Muse A, giving them help and cheering them up. Muse A quickly begins to follow suit with whatever this voice wants. Muse B is simply rewriting Muse A’s mind because Muse B wants a pet and they think Muse A is the perfect one to have.

Eight months.. In an hour, Wheatley would be officially depressed for eight months straight. Knowing that seemed to only make him feel worse. During those eight months, he rarely got up. Dishes piled and piled, any friends he used to have were unintentionally ignored, and he continued to forget when to eat until it got to the point where Wheatley ate only one meal a day plus only a few snacks if he got up at all.

It was when he hadn't eaten in a few days that he began to hear a voice -- it was different from the other voice he often heard.. And it never repeated itself like the other nagging voices. After a few more days - two days after his official eighth month of being depressed - this odd voice had a body of its own, always floating around him and urging for him to get up. Weirdly enough, the words the voice spoke to him were sweet and kind, but still demanding in a way he wished he could speak in. 'Come on, do the dishes..' 'Hey - you deserve a little break! Go take a shower, please. You deserve one.' After a month of being urged by this sweet voice, Wheatley grew more comfortable around it and even began to make a mental schedule of what to do everyday. He was pushed back on track, and he found himself going back to school for a second chance. Hell, Wheatley even conversed with the voice in private daily, glad to know someone that enjoys talking to him.

The eerie thing, though, was some children and the occasional others would gape over his shoulder, right where his demon/voice usually hovered near. Their skin would pale greatly, and they'd look at Wheatley in fear.. But no one ever spoke to him about it.

[that-dashing-moron]

you people are going to make me die from blushing

I honestly forget how sweet some people can be and AAAAA

[that-dashing-moron]

((whoop whoop it's random starter time 8| I haven't slept in 24h let's get shit DONE XD))"S-Sol, please, it's been a week. Is that not enough..?" Los whispered hoarsely past the third sore throat (among other problems) since his filter'd gone sour, frustrated heating his cheeks and eyes. He'd been trying to flush out the old filtration liquid for three hours now just today, but the Voice had found a new game; every time he attempted it, he would force the body back and prevent it from doing so.

Silver light was beginning to squeeze through the blinds of their window, letting the shimmery light dance on the strewn about covers of their bed and make the black sheets and cover dappled with grey spots. One spot shone in Wheat's eyes as he woke up, a bit startled from an odd dream of his. He groaned, a hand raising to keep the light away until he sat up, rubbing his eyes. In his visor, the time read 4:03.. So why wasn't Los in bed? Slowly, still drowsy and disoriented, he slid out of bed in search of boxers when he realized he wore absolutely nothing. Quietly, he stepped out of the room to hear his lover whisper hoarsely to himself-- or Los in his case. Thankful for carpeting in their house, Wheat listened for a few more minutes until he walked closer to the couch where Los sat. "Luv? You aren't feeling any better?

[that-dashing-moron]

“What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” ((Dark!Los? Sol?? I dunno yolo XD))

A panicked squeak came from the lanky android, his already-shaken hands trembling bad enough to make grabbing the door handle a difficult task. "Nn-nono! Please. Ple-ea-ease don't.. Don't hurt me! I just want to.. To.."

It was no use to make up an obvious lie, he realized. But the panic clawing up his throat only clawed faster. Still-shaking hands clawed at the wall, hopeless,as he felt his breaths come in upset hiccups and shudders that were not only audible, but visible. When Los neared him, Wheatley crumpled to the floor, forming a ball with his body to shield himself from his lover. His back racked with sobs as he began to shout and scream with his forehead against the carpet. "Pleasedon't... Pleasedontpleasedon't... I-I don't want to leave! Y-You're all I have.. B-But you.. YOU WON't sTOP IT. S-STOP. STOP IT, LOS. StoP HU--HURTING ME LIKE THIS!"

Los was rarely like this.. He was never like this.. Why was he like this?!

Shouting at the usually-sensitive cyborg hurt as much as it did to yell and scream despite his ringing ears and hellish migraine. With his forehead still to the carpet, it was difficult to see if these words chipped any armor. It was hard to see regardless, though, with all the panicked screens in his vision that he hadn't had time to wipe away.

Much softer this time, Wheatley spoke once more. "This isn't...Isn't good. I want to get out... It's be-een days.. I'm hungry.. I'm thirsty.. I'm scared as hell.. I want to get out. I want to... T-t-t-to get away fr-from yo-o-ou.."