soup brought up the idea of Chelley where one of them kills the other and like
now all I want in the world is a Chelley fic inspired by A Rose for Emily
Chell destroys core!Wheatley and keeps the empty shell in her hovel or something, and when she dies and people go to clean out the house of “that crazy old hermit lady that never talked” they find it and have no idea the significance or that it ever had a mind so they just chuck it
chassis!Wheatley succeeding in killing her and basically treating her corpse like a doll; he builds a little “throne” for her to match his out of companion cubes and talks to it and maybe recruits one of the life support bots or nanobots or something to keep it from rotting and he’s so busy having chats with the corpse that he stops noticing the facility falling apart around him
post Aperture with the set up of Chell and android!Wheatley living happily together in the ruins of civilization except he fucks up and accidentally kills her and he just can’t deal so he treats her corpse like she’s alive for a few days, brushing her hair and washing her and what not, but eventually he just gives up and lies next to it and watches it decay to a skeleton and doesn’t move an inch until his power supply finally runs out and a hundred years later some refugees stumble across a pile of bones and a rusted out robot shell and they don’t know what the fuck
For snarky-synesthete! She asked for Chelley, I anon asked her if she had a favorite Wheatley design or fanfic for me to work off of, and she said The Punishment!
(Since I’ve already drawn these two hundreds of times I had a hard time deciding how to make it special so I went for something a little challenging and it turns out I am the slowest cleanup artist in the world.)
OH MY GOODNESS
THIS IS FANTASTIC RUBIT OMG
I love all the little details of the movement: the way he catches himself after sliding back, the bowing of his back out before settling back down, the way his hand flexes when she grabs it, his feet, HER FEET, the way her little loose lock of hair moves…! I could go on but I would end up listing literally every single detail.
Their faces though top it all: I watched this gif maybe two dozen times while writing this, just soaking in their expressions and the dementionality of their jaws and the movement and oh my goodness I could watch it a hundred more
Rubit this is absolutely beautiful and snarky-synesthete is one lucky lady, I gotta tell you. You always seem to outdo yourself, again and again, and hot damn have you ever outdone yourself here! GOLLY
Here we have what I like to call “The real reason Wheatley ALWAYS talks”
Uh oh Wheatley it looks like you’ve got an awful case of the honeyglows
Anonymous asked: You know, I was thinking if there was ever a fic like "Sing Nightingale" (or if "Sing Nightingale" itself ever updates) where Wheatley teaches Chell how to speak, it'd be super adorable if she picked up his accent.
I’ve thought along those lines too! In fact, it was a detail I was going to put into Day by Day, although it would play to her frustration of not wanting his influence on her. She’d be super pissed that she sounded even a bit like him.
In any other circumstance though, YEAH THAT WOULD BE TOO CUTE TO HANDLE