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Yup uh huh
Drawing and drawing and drawing please save me tis a fate worse then death when my hands start cramping
Doodling but the armor is killing me
Oh nooo I dropped my wallet
I dropped my wallet
Nooo my wallet
Anyways i was trying some new art supplies and getting used to how it works, so it didn't turn out exactly how I wanted but im still pretty happy with it :]
IM WORKING ON IT, NO PROMISES ILL FINISH COLORING IT BY THE END OF THE WEEK THO
They took way longer than I thought and the helmets made me grind my teeth in pure frustration but I did it
Blehhhh valentines docnut
"i thought you'd wait"
a silly Grimmons snip it i wrote a little bit ago about a theoretical reunion between Grif and Simmons :)
you can read it on ao3 here
special thanks to @special-agent-goobs for beta reading <3
Word count: 632
Warnings: some bad words but that's it
enjoy -3-
The dusty air of the base hung heavy, the scent of oil and metal lingering like an old memory. Simmons sat at a rusted-out picnic table near the barracks, absently running a rag over his rifle, though it was already spotless. He didn’t look up when he heard boots crunching against the gravel behind him. He didn’t have to.
“Didn’t think I’d see you again,” Simmons muttered, voice tight.
Grif sighed, stepping into his view. He looked different. Less like the orange lazy, half-assed soldier Simmons had spent years arguing with and more like… a man who had found something worth living for. He was still stocky, still had that perpetual slouch, but there was something softer about him now. Maybe it was the way he carried himself—like someone who had something to go home to.
“Yeah, well, turns out the military still has a hard-on for me,” Grif said with a forced chuckle. “Said you needed my help.”
Simmons scoffed. “And you agreed?”
“Didn’t have a choice.”
Simmons finally looked up, his green eyes sharp and unreadable. He wanted to be angry, but the truth was, Grif had always been the one thing he couldn’t hate, no matter how hard he tried.
“So, how’s the wife?” Simmons asked.
Grif relaxed, just a little. “She’s good.” He hesitated. “Baby’s due in a few months.”
Simmons let out a humorless laugh. “Wow. You really went all in on the whole ‘normal life’ thing, huh?”
Grif sat across from him, folding his hands together.
A bitterness filled his mouth and spilled out before he could stop it.
“Guess I was easy to replace.”
Grif’s jaw clenched.
“That’s not what happened, and you know it.”
Simmons turned away, staring off at the dim lights of the base.
The bitterness dripped down his throat.
“Then tell me what did, Grif. Because from where I’m standing, you got over me real fast.”
Grif sighed.
“I didn’t-, I had to move on Simmons. You made your choice, and it wasn’t me.”
Simmons swallowed hard, his voice quieter now. “I thought you’d wait.”
Grif looked away. “I thought you’d come with me.”
For a long moment, neither of them spoke.
A silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating.
Grif exhaled through his nose
“You could’ve come with me,” Grif said, softer this time.
“I couldn’t.”
“You wouldn’t.”
Simmons gritted his teeth. “You left.”
“I asked you to come with me,” Grif shot back. “I wanted you to come with me. I wanted to build a life with you, Simmons.”
Simmons swallowed hard, trying to keep his face neutral.
Grif ran a hand down his face, looking exhausted. “And it wasn’t fast. It was years of trying to move on from you.” He shook his head. “I loved you. I wanted to marry you.”
Simmons’ breath hitched. He clenched his jaw so hard it hurt.
“If you’d come with me,” Grif continued, voice raw, “it would’ve been you.”
Simmons turned his gaze back to his rifle, gripping it tight like it could ground him.
“I have a family now,” he said, his voice steady. “And I love them. But don’t think for a second that it was easy letting you go.”
Simmons swallowed hard, his fingers curling into fists at his sides. “It feels like you’re here just to rub it in my face”
Grif shook his head. “I’m not.”
“Then why does it still hurt?”
Grif didn’t have an answer for that.
Silence stretched between them again.
Eventually, Grif sighed and stood. “Look, man… after this, I’m gone. For good. I hope you—” He stopped himself, swallowing down the lump in his throat. Simmons didn’t look up. He didn’t trust himself to.
“Just-, take care of yourself, Simmons.”
And Grif walked away.
Simmons didn’t even try to stop him.
A second washington hit the Dakotas
Im blaming @ibetittering and @bowchickabowwowwowwow for giving me this idea and then influence me while I draw it
Sorry guys you're getting thrown under the bus this if for the pregnant jokes
Also finally finished this sketchbook page after procrastinating for a month
Oh yeahhh
Anyways I'm gonna draw more because I'm bored and sick 😔
💥💥💥💥
I am sick and can't go anywhere so all I can do right now is draw 😔
Boo
Anyways I have some art finally
She sent me this after I replied to one of the question prompts because I think they're fun to answer
She gets me
a stupid scribbly doodle of epsilon ?
Him in his zest pose or something
Ordering custom shirts on amazon or something of the sort
This is what I've got so far from the collective ideas from one of the discord servers im in
Be spoiled because I have more doodles
I love this picture of donut from the series so bad
Forgot to mention this but if anyone ever wants to use my art for a pfp I have no problem with it whatsoever 👍
Carolina by SamDenmarkArt
Seriousy, how can an artist Carolina so frickin’ epic.
The attention to detail is great! *squeals in delight!*
Be spoiled because I have more doodles
I love this picture of donut from the series so bad
Forgot to mention this but if anyone ever wants to use my art for a pfp I have no problem with it whatsoever 👍
Tucker be upon ye because I can draw right now
Summoning @magnificentcoffeehottub from a month longs slumber with a doodle for you
Its like having artblock but only for halo armor right now
Im not getting any sleep tonight and it is completely agent washington fault
Oh my god they're doing the fake court hearing in the Discord server and its exactly like something that would happen in red vs blue
I got more halo figurines for Christmas and I've found a spot for each of them in my room, im mostly excited about my little guy that looks like epsilon though
Ghrhrghrgrhhrh
Im so normal about red vs blue i swear
Merry Christmas
Get the Christmas scribbles
Surprise
Grimmons patch i made because I can
I lied. You guys get drawing this week
Have the finished grimmons page
YALL LOOK WHAT MY FRIEND MADE ME FOR CHRISTMAS
She knows nothing abt rvb except for how much I love it, I shall cherish it forever
Honestly i tried
There he is, my sad attempt of drawing Felix in ms paint
Trying not to bawl my eyes out because my Spotify started playing die with a smile and im trying to draw grimmons