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woaaaahh what who leaked this screenshot 🤫 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓮…

Doing another art project for that one class, no clue how long it will take but the combat evolved armor is going to make me combust

Auhggggg just basic sketches for nowss

"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.

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

Trying not to bawl my eyes out because my Spotify started playing die with a smile and im trying to draw grimmons

The voices got to me

Grimmons doodle sponsored to you by snapple mango tea that gave me life

I trapped grimmons in ms paint now too

GUYS. Guys. Why does nobody ever talk about the fact that in the diversity psa Simmons mentions wearing a retainer?? Like. Nobody ever mentions it at all and im so mad about it

My discord messages between my friends but I made it better

Hehehe im totally making more

Also would like to share this

Its a Spotify Playlist is made with the historical first conversation grif and Simmons have on screen

I did my best with what I had, gotta fix a few tho because they're hidden for whatever reason

Hoooo boy

Where do you even find something like this

I have a Simmons one for you guys now

Eureka or something nerdy like that

Geimmons because they've been all over my dash this week

I want what they have

Here have this greyscale drawing u did of Simmons like a week ago

I tried but his hair is gonna give me a brain aneurism ☹️

Playing akinator and trying to get all of the red vs blue characters because I'm bored, but can someone please tell me why characters like Lopez, Felix, grif, donut, or church are only a few hours to a few days while Simmons hasn't been guessed in over a month??

What did he do to deserve this he's just as important as the other fruity little space marines 🙁

They make me crazy

He's such a nerd smh 😔

Hello rvb community

He's all the way back on earth :[

Take this, its all I have to offer for now (there is audio)

WIP, i might finish it

Red team shenanigans, you know how it is

Hello rvb comunity, this is my contribution for this week

Im doin my best 👍

He has no clue

Honestly love going on pintrest and finding silly images to draw over, it makes me laugh every time

Poll is over, you know what that means

It's crazy to think I went to one of the best art schools in my state for 2 whole years and this is the kind of art I do

Made another one for all the poor people who stumbled across my last videos and ended up crying in the reblogs, hope all of you are doing well . (Just a heads up that there is audio so don't blast your volume and just wait a few seconds)

Ended up using multiple versions of the warthog based off the reference photos but it didn't turn out too bad. The ending is also pretty silly.

Posted this in a few different places, but I made this video and thought about posting here too