I almost never draw anime characters, much less characters of shows that I literally cannot get invested in. I avoid it like it’s the plague, but this is an exception only because I had to take the self-appointed quest to redeem myself from the first time I tried to draw him
eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.
Grif and Wash strike me as the kind of people who can fall asleep in the weirdest places. They may also be the kind of dorks to have an unofficial, unacknowledged competition over it lol
Fucking John. John 117. This man. THIS MAN is going to be the death of me, I swear.
Halo: Shadows of Reach, alright?
The very first chapter. Like literally within the first twenty pages. This man settles a little disagreement between Fred 104 and a Chief. It wasn’t even an argument yet. And he’s so proud of himself. He’s so proud that he managed that. He’s so proud in fact that he goes “You know what? Maybe when I retire I’ll transfer to the diplomatic corps and negotiate peace treaties.” You know what that’s like? That’s like me successfully changing my car’s tire and then going “Damn, I should just go and sign on to a company as a lead engineer I’m so good at this.”
You go you funky little spartan. Chase your dreams. I believe in you.