#I like chelley more

[a-proper-maniac]

You know what? I love ChellDOS AND Chelley! They're BOTH great ships!!

[robots-on-film]

No cus shout out to Chelley and Blue Sky, both will always be so fire to me, would re-play portal 2 for them (no I wouldn't)

[lesbiansforglados]

I am not mentally stable after watching Portal 2 The Unauthorized Musical

[shuchelle]

[shrimperini]

hi chelley fans. it is time. i’m so excited for this week i’ve drawn SO much lmao❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

first day is roleswap/cuddles, decided to mix both prompts xP designing core/android chell for this was SO fun!! since her whole shtick is being abnormally stubborn, i thought her purpose would be exactly that. a Persistence Core who never gives up… and hates humans (and Aperture. Obviously), probably a slight bit more than the average robot, to mirror her hatred for AI in the og 😭 in the chelley server we were discussing how core chell would be like and i love the idea of her communicating with beeps and speaking in morse code— something that human Wheatley doesn’t know how to decipher so they do have big problems of miscommunication, even here 💔💔💔 anyways i love them and i will definitely be drawing roleswap chelley and android chell more in the future 🧡

[thepacifistrouter]

Hello!

This time, I'm bringing you a little practice painted doodle based in @shrimperini 's human Portal AU!

A little bit of chelley, of course. I mean, I can't think anything better to start with (I know is not... you know perfect, need a little more practice, but still hope you all like it)

Context: It's late and Chell found Wheatley asleep at his desk, the thing is that it's not normal, they aren't very busy those days at Aperture, but he has had too much work since he ended up getting involved in this for a... personal issue... I probably should have drawn a coffee mug 🤦🏽‍♀️... oh well (this from a little idea I have of a small story based on the AU, it still needs to be polished details, we'll see if I finally end up publishing it)

Again hope you like it, I'll probably do more in the future

See ya!!

[employee052]

little poster for a minicomic im working on thats half au / half backstory for virgil and the tsp gang in my universe called "la vie en jaune" (or life in yellow in french) (i think) (idk i live in canada)

for a full infodump on this au ill put it under the cut bc this au is an amalgamation of portal 2 (which takes from cave johnson, caroline, aperture, while also taking from a chelley fic i read) , simon from adventure time, kingsman, and floating megane's ted nivison comics on insta.

the plot:

Virgil works at a company called Ouroboros Technologies, whos goal is to make gadgets that automate the process of buisnesses (though they never go beyond that explanation, it pays hella money so ppl dont question it).

Anyways, Virgil's job is to hire and manage the new employees in his division. And at his 427th employee he hires Stanley Rider (also rider is stanleys canonical last name apparently so might as well use that instead of parable). A 26 year old whos fresh out of university n is working as an intern. Getting coffee, flowers for the office, making sure everyone has enough whiteboard markers since ppl use that up like crazy, etc

The two get close to the point that Stanley becomes Virgil's assistant. Which helps a bit since both Stanley and Virgil are struggling to keep up with their (seperate n now combined) workload.

The company makes a prototype product which is a set of yellow glasses, which gives the user access to the whole company's building, files, and technology in an AR form that they can access at the blink of an eye. The Prototype AR Accessible Biotech Launcher Enviroment (or pARable for short) They give it to Virgil to test, and research finds that it improves productivity 110%. However, the tech begins to backfire as it slowly begins to change Virgil's attitude and body. His mind starts to forget the people and names around him, he starts becoming increasingly more anxious and self conscious of his work when in the presence of an audience, his body begins to rapidly age and drain his life from him, and he begins to crave the control that he is given with these glasses.

Stanley notices this, and pleads with Virgil to stop, which he does. However, it causes them to fall behind on their workload, and the higherups dont like it.

Eventually, as the company threatens to dock their pay, Virgil is forced to use the glasses again in order to keep up with the workload and feed both him and Stanley. At which, Virgil begins to lose himself more and more. Forgetting his name and instead calling himself the Narrator.

The only person that he remembers is Stanley.

One night, Virgil doesn't come home, and after filing a missing persons case, Stanley doesn't find him. (Although the usual silence from Ouroboros seems more ominous than usual)

The company begins to export and send pARables en masse to all its employees, and the company reaches a terrifying peak in efficiency. And Stanley follows. Yet the only difference is that his pARable is different than his coworkers. Where everyone else starts off at a narration explaining the device followed by a room that is designed to look exactly like the user's own bedroom. Stanley's starts off with a story, in an office that looks suspiciously like his.

And concerningly, he can only vaguely remember of his life before the pARable.

And so the game plays out like normal, except both Stanley and The Narrator cant help but shake the fact that the other feels so familiar somehow.

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ive got one page already done so i might do some more doodles with the designs i have for these two later, but im just glad i got to put this down since this is how i saw virgils origins to be subconsciously

which reminds me i need to share what ive got written for my tsp portal au f U C K

[cappycapital]

I know you liked Blue Sky, but what is your opinion on Chelley as a ship? Do you ship the them?

And have you developed any Wheatley headcanons?

*places potato in ur ask box* 🥔

I am saving most of my asks for when I can draw tomorrow but this one is more personal so I won’t illustrate it. Honestly? I don’t think anyone in portal, in canon, should / needs to be shipped with anyone. The story wouldn’t be improved with it, so there’s that, I don’t feel like anyone really needs to be together or whatever.

Chelley is definitely a ship that had to grow on me, I can only see it happening under specific circumstances and I’m not really one for human x inanimate non-human object so Wheatley being humanoid also is a necessity for me for me to enjoy it. overall though? I think if it’s done right it’s incredible, I’m a sucker for hetero ships that go against your usual stereotypes and this really can go a lot of ways, and can really dig into both Wheatley and chell as characters in ways that I feel the games simply couldn’t in any scenario! Chell is super put together and stern, Wheatley is very all over the place and can really use someone stable like chell to help him with any anxiety he would have, and she gets some weird little loser who she finds charming, win win.

Tl;dr I ship them in certain scenarios when Wheatley is more expanded as a character, I feel like they can work!! And they can work in lots of AUs too and stay pretty truthful.

Wheatley head canons is a toughie, I do feel like he’s the most shallow of the three main characters, not in a bad way, but you know everything he’s about by the end of the game really. I like the idea he was programmed to destroy himself after however long not plugged into chell, the scientists sort of just set him loose for some menial task thats out of the way and waited for him to break down, but he was so bad at it that he ended up not being able to / forgetting, so he assigned himself like “mhm yep I’m looking over the humans that’s what I do.” He calls them smelly because most of them are, well, corpses by the time he gets to many of them.

I also think that he likely has a Swiss Army knife of random functions that he can do that he still thinks he will die if he does them, like he’s just some generic core they downloaded some idiot AI into, they didn’t want Glados letting him eject (don’t eject from your rail or you will die) or using any other of his functions to her advantage, but instead of disabling them, which would take, you know, work- they just told him he would die.

omg potato 🥔

[madame-mongoose]

Was trying to find your post about like, the hyper masculinization of the dca and how you see them as nonbinary or something 'cause I was talking with my friends about the Sun x Chica and Sun x Roxy ships and said this

Honestly I only ever like Sun x Chica and Sun x Roxy if it’s in a lesbian “girls night out that Sun joins because they’re not 100% a girl” way

I imagine Moon tries kissing Chica and Roxy one time and is like nope can’t do this y’all are strictly friends to me, if I’m joining any girls nights out it’s gotta be as a friend only, not a partner

Roxy is indifferent on it but Chica 100% agrees with Moon and is like yeah no kissing you is weird

(The comment about Moon were sprcifically about my au of them, not moon x them in general, in that au Sun is genderfluid and pan and poly and Moon is agender and demiromantic and demisexual and poly)

I said this after someone said something about shipping Roxy and Sun and Moon

Tbh I think my problem isn't with the ship so much as it is with like being reminded "oh people see the dca as a cis man and see this as a het ship" when I'm more of the opinion that the dca is nonbinary and all ships with them are queer in some way or another. So sometimes I get a bit uncomfy if people like really go out of their way to make the dca hyper cis masculine and het

But that's a me thing, it's not something other people need to or should be forced to conform to

One friend replied with "God you put it into words perfectly" and I was reminded of your post about this sorta thing

i tried to find the post but i couldnt either XP but yeah!!! exactly exactly my feelings! honestly i feel that way for a lot of characters. like wheatley is a funny example bc hes very obviously a lot more masculine than sun and moon. but i still feel mega uncomfy with very cis masculine depictions. probably one of the big reasons i dont like chelley. robots are the perfect partners bc they ARENT human and therefore dont typically have that same vibe as humans do gender wise. so its always very odd and uncomfy to me seeing hyper-masculinity being pushed onto characters im attracted to.

[dustydoop]

A little Chelley Christmas ficlet

“Chell, love, it’s alright! I am more than capable of not destroying the house in the two hours you’ll be gone. You’ve left me here for longer than that and nothing happened.” 

Chell humphed, true, but that was before he had limbs. Gangly, awkward, danger-inducing limbs. She rolled her eyes and began to put on her jacket. Fine…

Wheatley’s blue eyes lit up. “I promise, I won’t make a mess. Actually, it’ll look better than when you left it! Now go, you don’t want to be late to your office Christmas party. Mae’s going to be waiting for you, go!” He gently shoved Chell by the shoulders as she rushed to grab her stuff. Wheatley waved as she hopped in her car, waited until he couldn’t see her anymore, and ran back inside. 

“K.A.N.A! K.A.N.A! K.A.N.A! K.A.N.A! Hey, hey, I have a question,” Wheatley said as he opened Chell’s laptop. “How does one decorate a house for these holidays Chell has been telling me about?” 

K.A.N.A. whipped around, startled. “Ight man, slow down. Decorating? You sure?”

“Yes! She took me to the store two days ago after I said I wanted ou-her house to look like all the wintery movies that every channel has been playing this whole month. So, we have the tree made of plastic, some tiny light bulbs that are all together, shiny fluffy stuff, and ORBS!” Wheatley exclaimed as he showed off the ornaments they had chosen, one box of silver, one of blue, and one of orange. 

K.A.N.A. sighed. “Alright, you’re going to want to put the layers of tree together into one big tree and set it… In that corner there, next to those posters. There’s an outlet for the lights and it’s open enough. 

Wheatley set himself in doing just that. Eventually, he had the tree set up, and a bunch of lights in his hands. 

“And now I wrap the tree in these lights? How on earth am I supposed to-” Wheatley began messing with the string. After around five minutes, it seemed as though there were more lights around him than the tree. “K.A.N.A, I think I need help.”

“Sorry, can’t.” 

“And why not?” 

K.A.N.A. raised her digital arms. “No physical body, doofus. You gotta figure it out yourself.” 

“Ughhh, fine…” 

“And you have to do the same thing with the tinsel.” 

“... the what?” 

Eventually, all of the decorations were on the tree. True, it took much longer than it should have, but at least he did it. Wheatley stepped back to look at his work. “Oh, this is great, isn’t it great, K.A.N.A?” 

“Yeah, yeah it looks pretty good but uhh, where’s the angel?”

Wheatley glared at the avatar. “You never mentioned anything about that, what do you mean the angel?” 

“You know, the Christmas tree angel. Pretty looking woman in a dress, she’s got wings, all that, goes on top of the tree.” 

Wheatley ruffled through the bags, trying to find something that matched that description. “We don’t have one of those. K.A.N.A, what do I do, what do I do, ughh I’m going to ruin all this, aren’t I? Oh, of course I am, dumb little Wheatley tries to do something nice for Chell and it all turns to crap, why did I even bother?” He slumped into the couch, burying his head in his hands. 

“Hold on, no, no, no, I got this, pretty woman with wings, right? Give me one second.” 

Two hours had passed since Chell had left for her company Christmas party, and she was more than ready to leave. Even with her new-found appreciation for others, her social battery was drained. She drove home, ready to relax with the new vanilla honey scented candle she had received from the white elephant gift exchange. As she pulled into her driveway, Chell noticed a purple-ish glow behind the window curtains. 

What had Wheatley done this time?

Chell opened the door, demanding to know what the heck Wheatley was up to. As she turned to look at the whole room, she realized where the colorful light had come from. Wheatley had set up their Christmas tree. Chell’s tone softened as she apologized for her tone, but her apology quickly turned to laughter as she realized what Wheatley was doing. He was standing on his tip-toes, about to use a rack of the bookshelf as a stepstool. One arm was stretched to the top, desperately trying to put something on the top of the tree. 

Chell walked over and grabbed whatever it was in order to examine it. It was a piece of cardboard with a cardstock cone taped to the back. Turning it over, Chell realized the front had a picture of her taped to it, a photo Wheatley had taken soon after their escapade returning to Aperture. They went to a cute little cafe a town over, Chell even wore the only dress in her closet in celebration. Stock photo angel wings were glued behind her, vaguely near her shoulder blades. She chuckled as she asked Wheatley what this was supposed to be. 

“Well, K.A.N.A. told me that, usually, you humans put a figurine of an angel on top of your holiday trees for whatever reason. BUT! We did not buy one, so I made one! See, pretty woman, wearing a dress, I put little wings on you, I’ll admit my arts and craft skills aren’t as fine tuned as I would like, but it’s the thought that counts. Now let me put this on the tre-” Wheatley cut off as he continued to reach the point of the tree. “How tall is this tree, nine feet tall? This is ridiculous.” 

The tree was, in fact, only seven feet tall. Wheatley’s new body was just rather short. Chell took the homemade angel from him again and easily placed the cone on the one branch at the top of the tree. Wheatley stared up in awe as Chell reached above his head. 

At the same time, Chell looked down, Wheatley’s face was radiating more heat than a bonfire as his jaw dropped. She was trapping him between the wall and herself, wasn’t she? She backed down, apologizing for getting in his personal space. 

“Oh, no I don’t mind, do that all you want, love. I- uh, hope you like the tree.” 

Chell gave Wheatley a quick peck on the cheek, reassuring how much she loved it. It really did bring their house together. 

“Wait, our house?” Wheatley asked. 

Chell grabbed his hand, of course this was his place too, if he wanted. 

Wheatley’s face lit up as he wrapped his hand around Chell’s. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, love.” <3

[korkocartoons]

almost done! I swear, CHELLEY is one of my hit. I wonder to know who would have been the first artist to plan what Wheatley would look like as a human being. I know well, that his appearance was taken from the dubbing actor. but who thought of it? he's a fucking genius.

Wheatley has that rare combination of beauty, attitude and sublime awkwardness. And next to Chell, that same one, is a total poem. I mean, she, Chell, is confident, tenacious, and smart. What more could you ask for from this duo?

[soul-teller]

Sorry you aren't feeling well. I know you interact with my Chelley/Blue Sky art a lot so here are some of my headcanons for after the fic:

Wheatley and Garrett run a little radio station together, called Foxglove Broadcasts. Wheatley wakes up a little bit before Chell so he can be running the station while she gets her baking done for the day- he knows she likes to listen to him ramble, and he make sure to play songs that she will enjoy. Her radio is always, without fail, tuned to his station.

Wheatleys feet hang off the end of the bed just a bit, so there is an extra stool at the end with some pillows propped up to keep him comfortable.

In the fic, Chell holds his head while he recalls his first memory, so I hc that she really likes holding onto the sides of his face and pulling him down a bit so she can give him a kiss.

Chell proposes in the middle of the night, she was having trouble sleeping and was looking around her little room that, for four years, had been empty with just a mattress on the ground, now full of colorful knick knacks, old furniture, and pictures hanging on the wall, and decides she likes the changes Wheatley has made. She wakes him up and asks if he would like to get married, which of course he enthusiastically says yes to. They start planning a quick, last-minute wedding for the next day. Chell borrows a dress from Romy and Garrett cries when Wheatley asks him to be the best man. Everyone in Eaden is invited. Aaron officiates. They have a wedding pie instead of cake.

Chell asks Wheatley if he's ever had any more memories of his previous life and he says no, but sometimes, in a rare, quiet moment, he will look at her and think "Oh my God, I'm with bagel girl"

They adopt a cat and name it Kevin. Wheatley takes him to work pretty often, and so you can often hear him meowing in the back of broadcasts.

They love watching cheesy old sci-fi movies with bad effects. Having loved through a real sci-fi nightmare, it's almost cathartic to make fun of the mad scientists and experiments gone wrong.

I hope you feel better soon and this helps even a little bit 💜

://0c

thank you so much for sharing these! they did make me feel better, and it felt very nostalgic <3

man, I need to reread Blue Sky... ahh, I miss those 2017 days

[asettledsky]

Top 9 Romantic Ships

I got tagged by @gay-and-tiredaf

So here's my Top 9 Romantic ships that are sorta kinda in order (well, the top three definitely, the others have wiggle room)

9. Jack Daniels

They'd be a lot higher on this list except I don't go looking for the content as much as I used to. They're hilarious though and they play off of each other so well. One of my Top 10 fics I would recommend to most people is called "Doctor Jackson's Diary" and it's hilariously slapstick and has quite a lot of sex in it.

8. JohnLock

If you could see my AO3 history it would have a frankly embarrassing amount of these two in various convoluted (and not so convoluted) scenarios that end up with them getting it on.

I regret nothing. Or maybe I do a little, which is why they aren't higher on the list.

7. JDox

I just really like the whole "The grumpy one loves the sunshine one" trope. Also John C. McGinley is a hottie.

6. Shassie

See above Re: Sunshine/Grumpy. Also these two just take the sassy up to eleven somehow. They're both so snarky. Everything about the show Psych is just great. There are so many good fanfics for this pairing, but I particularly like "The Dah-Ling Store It Yourself" series.

5. Chelley

I have a few reasons for this one. But by far is the fanfic "Blue Sky" by Waffleguppies, I cannot possibly tell you how amazing that fanfic is.

4. The Love Square

I'm not posting 4 gifs for you guys to get the point. I love all iterations of these two dorks. (Though not equally, Ladrian is definitely my favorite dynamic). I could write a few thousand word essay on why they're the most annoying couple of dorks in all of fandom though. Miraculous Ladybug is an infuriating show to watch sometimes. I stand by my theory that it was specifically designed to spawn fanfiction with it's design, which is all build up and no resolution.

3. Hellstrop

(Not me choosing the saddest part of their relationship as the most romantic gif available, whaaa?)

The only reason this one isn't #2 is because I haven't been into The Good Place for very long. I feel like, given enough time, it'll outpace Beetlebabes just because Silverfox Ted Danson is more attractive than Alex Brightman. (Yes I did say that, no I won't take it back). Also because of Michael's completely Adorkable personality.

2. Beetlebabes

3 ships for the price of 1. My preference being musical, movie, then cartoon as a distant 3rd. They are all very different dynamics. I love their relationship in the musical. Totally toxic, but somehow they're still the best thing that has ever happened to each other.

And our GRAND FINALE.....

1. Quodo

When I say the relationship between these two idiots is always in the back of my mind I am probably not exaggerating.

Never have any two grumpy middle-aged men had such belligerent romantic tension.

These two have the relationship and communication skills of people who had been married for three decades and then had a messy divorce but still have to work together so they choose to needle each other every day because they refuse to admit they actually still like one another.

[amazingorangedangantrash]

I saw a stephen merchant comedy on the tv last night and all i could hear was Wheatley and it got me thinking

DR Portal AU....

I feel like junko would be GLADoS because. Well. I dont see who else it would be.

I can see nagito as wheatley weirdly enough, i cant explain why. I think its because both him and wheatley have pretty bad luck and a (sort of) peppy attitude LOL. Also because junko/glados hates them.

Now, chell is where im stuck at bc i can see her being either makoto or hajime. I feel like hajime fits chell's personality more, but makoto fits her thematically (being a symbol of hope, being the primary opposition to the main antagonist). So i thought maybe they could split the role? Maybe with hajime showing up in portal 2 or smth?

Since i ship chelley (i always have LOL it was like one of my favourite ships as a kid and i still ship it today) i wanna make chell makoto for the sake of komaegi (i love komaegi i feel so obnoxious making everything komaegi related but i just do) so i guess hajime doesnt NEED to be there. I just like him.

If hajime is there tho i want chiaki to be there too bc i love hinanami. And she's already an AI so I'm sure she can be in there somewhere.

Or i could make it komahinaegi, which i also like.

Or komahinaeginami... but i typically avoid polyships just because they get too much and make my brain spin HDJSGDJSVS. I like to keep ships relatively simple because its easier to focus on at most 3 people, any more beyond that and it gets too complicated for me

...but i do like the idea...

But yeah maybe i'll ramble more about it later. I just like smashing together two of my favourite things!

[i-hate-wheatley]

why does chelley have more fics on ao3 than anything else in portal. why do people like this stupid british ball so much. i don’t understand. there’s lesbians, do they not see the lesbians???? don’t even hate him that much- but people missed the point of the whole story and it’s themes so hard that they have made me hate him out of spite

i can tolerate wheatleyheads. even become good friends with them. but an ao3head AND a wheatleyhead?

[geomimetry]

So I decided to advertise my chelley fic again since it's been a while since I did that.

I just published chapter 10, and there will be more to come! Here's the description of the fic:

Wheatley falls towards the earth at terminal velocity and passes out before he can hit the ground. When he wakes up, he has two hands, two feet, and a very human head.

Chell has been living a cozy life in a small village for the past three years when she sets out to investigate the object that streaked through the evening sky, crashing way too close to the facility for her liking.