This is me in my nutshell brain. Drawing my bff with their boyfriend flirting inside his favorite game.
Comments while drawing this:
Aww, Kitt and Sub chatting poses are so cute
Fact Core, you are awesome!
Wheatley, you’re a bitch! (which makes suddenly want to ship you with Fact but that just makes everything feel wrong)
Space is forever my cinnamon roll
GLaDOS shut the fuck and stop ruining the moment!
“I - I don’t understand,” Michael stuttered, the smile that had been on his face seconds ago now replaced with a frown. “You don’t want to be with me anymore? “I can’t - can’t do this anymore Mikey…” I replied, wiping the tears off my face with the heel of my hand. “I miss you too much.” “I’m coming home soon.” “But you’ll go again.” “It’s my job y/n!” his voice cracking as he said my name.
I took a shaky breath as I looked at the slightly distorted face time frame, noticing the tears brimming along his water line. “I’m sorry…I am,” I closed my eyes as the tears started falling faster. “I can’t miss you like this anymore, it hurts so much.” “Baby pleas-” I disconnected the call before he could finish, placing the phone onto the nightstand before curling myself into Michael’s pillow, hugging it against my chest. Despite the fact he hadn’t been home in months it still smelt exactly like him. I pressed my nose against the fabric, knowing that when the morning came I’d have to start packing up my stuff…
[ 11th July 2017 ]
Me: is constantly complaining about being hungry and tired
Also me: sleeps late and has a horrible eating schedule
ANYWAY! Here’s my current favourite spread! Surprisingly it didn’t take super long for me to do and I like how well the colours go together!! All thanks to @smoinerd for the suggestions heheh 💓
Hope everyone has been well and that you’re taking care of yourself! Press on ✨
Warnings: Swearing (guess it’s a little late for that though whoops I’ll just put that in the tags), food mention
A/N: Inspired by a debate between @botanistlester, @insanityplaysfics, and some anons on Phanfiction Catalogue about whether Dan or Phil would propose. I, um, might have been one of those anons btw (*cough* #TeamEliza *cough*). I hope this serves as an acceptable compromise.
Dan doesn’t bother to look away from the episode of Steven
Universe they’re watching, acknowledging his boyfriend only with a noncommittal
sound somewhere between a hum and a grunt. Phil’s using his ‘idea’ voice, and
as it’s barely past ten in the morning and Dan was up pacing the lounge until
nearly five, he has neither the energy nor the mental capacity to pay attention
to anything more complicated than cartoons right now. He pops another spoonful
of cereal into his mouth and hopes whatever Phil has to say is brief.
(He gets his wish).
“Marry me?” Phil says in the exact same tone he used last
week when he suggested that they go miniature golfing in the middle of a typical