#ahem. yes i am very annoyed

[shayberri789]

Once, just once, I would love for a show or series to have an aspec character and:

A) have it be confirmed in text

B) the fandom fucking respects it

[selineram3421]

*looking at taglist slowly turning into a CVS receipt*

Hissy Kitty

Part 2

Part 1

Alastor X Reader

Warnings⚠

⚠ Alastor is still annoying lol, Husk is not having it, italics=thoughts, reader gets pissed ⚠

Husk felt confident that Alastor would stop being annoying. It was in the contract that he couldn't touch you. He had to follow the contract.

Of course the asshole found a loophole.

"Dear, do be careful.", the deer guided you away from broken glass.

"Alastor..", you said in a deadpanned tone. "I have to clean that up."

"Yes but I just wanted to remind you the dangers of handling broken glass.", he smiled at you and turned to grin smugly at the cat behind him.

Fucking hell.

"I know how to handle glass.", you said and started to sweep up the mess.

"Very well, I'll stop pestering you about glass."

You were of course oblivious to Alastor's games.

Husk knew that he should have been more specific so that the smiling asshole couldn't touch you at all.

"Hey, squirt."

"What?", you responded, finishing up sweeping the trash.

"Go to where the Princess is. I'm pretty sure she wanted you to do something upstairs.", he says with a shooing motion.

"Ok, I'll go up after tossing this out.", you said and went towards the staff only hallway.

"Don't worry about it.", your brother said and went to take the dust pan from you. "Just head over now."

"What a good older sibling you are!", the red dressed demon commented with a smile.

You glanced between the two, feeling a weird tension in the air.

"Ok...", you leaned the broom against one of the couches. "Don't kill each other while I'm gone.", you say before going upstairs.

After making sure his sibling was far enough, the cat demon growled and glared at the Radio Demon. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?", he said with clenched teeth.

"I'm doing what I'm allowed to!", Alastor said cheerfully and walked over to the bartender. "So, obviously I am touching them when necessary, like moving them away from danger.", he reached out to scratch behind one of Husker's ears.

"Stop fucking playing!", Husk yelled, smacking the deer's hand away. "They aren't your toy or pet asshole! SO LEAVE THEM THE FUCK ALONE!"

Alastor's smile twitched slightly.

Who is this demon to tell me no? I own the cat, so they just had to suck it up and follow along.

"I think you're forgetting one tiny, but ever so crucial, little detail?", the red demon grew taller, static crackling loudly. "I OWN YOU."

"I know.", Husk hissed out. "But I won't let you do anything to them."

.

You headed back to the lobby confused.

Charlie hadn't called for you at all but she did let you know that you would be getting a different job soon.

Why did he lie? You wondered and turned a corner to get to the stairs.

That's when you felt your fur stand on end, static noise making you shiver and cringe.

Rushing towards the lobby, you saw Alastor take a threatening step towards your brother in his taller demon form. In the moment, it didn't matter if the red demon was one of your bosses or not, you would protect your brother.

Standing between the two, you growled and hissed at the deer demon, fur bristling and tail flicking back and forth.

"BACK THE FUCK UP."

Husk quickly held on to you and tried to pull you back. "No! Stay back, let me handle this!"

You stayed put, still glaring up at the red demon.

Alsastor looked at you in an odd way before he shrunk back to size and fixed his coat. "Ahem, apologies.", he held his hands behind his back. "I didn't mean to give you such a scare!"

Still annoyed, you squinted your eyes at him and finally let your brother take you away from the lobby.

Once getting to somewhere private, Husk immediately shook you by your shoulders. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING KID!?"

You shook your head and moved his arms off of you. "I was thinking of getting you out of there!", you huff. "Look, I know he's the Radio Demon. I know you have some fucked up deal."

Husk tries to interject.

"NO! No, I am not done!", you point at him. "I know somewhere in that deal you made has my protection and that's why Alastor has been so weird when it comes to me. He wants to bug and annoy you for fucking shits and giggles.", you take a breath and brush your ears down to settle your anger. "I've been worried about you ever since you stopped talking to me. What happened at your casino?"

He turns away from you and takes a moment before sighing.

"I lost almost everything..", he grumbled. "I had to make a deal to save my power."

You placed a hand on his shoulder.

"But just because I'm stuck in a bind, doesn't mean you jump into my battles.", he glares at you. "I can handle the smiling piece of shit."

With a roll of your eyes, you turn him to face you completely.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you since getting here.", you hold his claws. "I can fight my own battles, sure I might need help at times but I'll ask you when I do. I know the dangers, I know the risks, I know my limits.", you let go. "But to you I'm just still a defenseless kid.."

"You'll always be my little sibling. Of course I'm gonna think of you as a kid.", he sighs. "But I'll stop giving you shit for some stuff.", he points a claw at you. "You hear that? Some."

"Yeah, yeah.", you smile and hug your brother.

He pats your head and both of you enjoy the peace.

For a second.

"Ok, now get off.", he says.

"Nah, you can handle a few more seconds.", you say and don't let go.

"Awww~"

Both of you get hugged from behind by Angel.

"Look at how soft you are around them~", the spider pinches your brother's cheek with one of his hands, turning his head to look at you. "You should hang around him more often."

"Get your ass off me.", Husk grumbles and moves out of the hug.

"But Husky~!", Angel whines as he clings onto your brother. "You are just sooo cute!"

You laugh as the two go back and forth with their banter, happy that your brother is ok.

Meanwhile, Alastor went up to his radio tower.

The shadows in the room curling and twisting around, the radio static getting louder and louder that it numbed out the sounds from outside.

Something had changed.

Please let me know if you don't find your tag!

~Seline, the person.

Part 3

Taglist@

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ML for Alastor🎙 | HK ChL😾

[aethelwyneleigh27]

Dad!Simon "Ghost" Riley w/ a sick baby Headcanons and Imagines list

Am I back with the Dad!Ghost content? You know damn well I am, also yes the render I used is courtesy of our beloved @ave661 who's most definitely annoyed by my existence by now for constantly tagging her.

Will I ever stop writing Dad!Ghost? Fuck no, why? Daddy issues and baby fever, if you want anyone to blame, it's those two. And yes, I will be upset if this doesn't do well. (AHEM, MY SOAP POST)

Taglist of who I this would enjoy this and requested: @puff0o0, @blingblong55, @cutenote, @wise-owl and @connorsui. This last creator by far has given me the best fucking commentary on my work and I have more works on and coming about Dad!Ghost, genuinely thank you so freaking much, you made me cry 😭.

I'M BACK! Let's start, shall we?

❥ Dad!Simon who's a very nervous first time father, well there's a first for everything and so is the first time your guys' baby got sick.

❥ Dad!Simon who immediately got them a check up, it was a common flu. Naturally medication and antibiotics were prescripted.

❥ Dad!Simon whose heart melts once he hears the soft whimpers of discomfort of the little on as they stir in the crib. The soft raspy cries and flushed chubby cheeks and warm, almost burning temperature.

❥ Dad!Simon who is trying his hardest not to look back the car seat when you were on your way to the clinic, to check on the baby whose little cheeks are bouncing a bit while being entertained by their pacifier, the little cooling patch on their head making their forehead crinkle a bit.

❥ Dad!Simon who was amused by how talkative the little one still is despite being so drowsy and in pain. Babbling their little heart out while sniffling.

"Dada!" the little on calls for Simon, almost in a screaming manner if it wasn't for the poor little thing's scratchy and sore throat.

They let out incoherent babbles to Simon as if trying to tell him something, as if they're chatting like they used to, the only adjustments being the constant sniffles and coughs. Them being reduced to their clogged nose while trying so hard to communicate. (Here's your visual)

Simon took the warm baby bottle from your hands to feed the little one.

"Bee, slow down.." A new nickname picked up by Simon to give to your little one, bumblebee, trying to tell them to slow down from chugging.

❥ Dad!Simon who never thought the baby wouldn't get any more clingy, at least not until they got sick. Constantly asking for "dada" and "mama" while he goes on about his day trying to help his wife, you, to keep up with the chores around the house.

❥ Dad!Simon who feels a bit guilty because he loves the comfort he's able to provide the baby, especially that they're not comfortable and less than happy with the sickness. Having the baby on his chest, patting their fragile back gently with a hand that's almost bigger than their body as their dad's heartbeat lulls them to sleep despite being irritable the whole day.

❥ Dad!Simon who slightly chuckles when the baby's breathing starts picking up, their lips trembling into a pout, little doe eyes starting to get glassy from the tears forming with a pitched whimper, only to be silenced by a kiss from both you and Simon. The toll of the sickness only ever being reduced with yours and his affection.

❥ Dad!Simon who joins in when the baby entertains themselves while playing with the various rattles and teething toys.

Bumblebee shaking the tiny rattle, a bit in frustration, knocking their self back. Luckily Simon had intense reflexes and managed to slip his hand in time between the cushioned but still quite hard floor and the baby's tiny head.

Simon let out a breath of relief, "You sure know how to scare me, don't you bee?"

The baby let out a strained giggle as their dad guided them to sit back up by their head and back.

❥ Dad!Simon who tries his best to make the baby take the prescripted medicine, that baby did NOT like the taste of it and he had to resort to sneaking it in their food to hide the taste of the bitter syrup.

"Come on pumpkin, copy dada okay?" Simon whispers while exhaling loudly out his nose, careful with the baby's sensitive ears.

❥ Dad!Simon who makes the little one blow their tiny nose.

The sleepy eyes of the little one trailing on him, trying to observe and copy, blowing their nose on the soft wipes Simon held against their nose.

After wiping it, Simon noticed how their nose now unclogged helped they sleep far more easier and with less frustration from them.

Shout out to a very consistent person who has been liking all the things I post despite them not being actual content @poohkie90 <3

Also I had no idea @simp4konig and I were mutuals, I'M FANGIRLING SO HARD WHEN I SAW THE LIKED POST NOTIF.

Sidenote: I'm sick rn y'all, like it just kept on coming. First was my period, then next thing I knew my nose is clogged and I'm sniffling, then the next I'm coughing and sneezing. There's so much blood rn I can't even. I don't feel good at all but I'm pushing through. Apologies if this was shorter than most if you expected from me, I wanted to elaborate on this prompt however I don't have much ideas so I'm sorry to disappoint.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Long Snake Moan 4

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Loki

Summary: your boss gives you a task you’re not prepared for.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

“Yes, please, he should be waiting,” you confirm and hang up the phone.  

You’re still in a daze. You barely remember getting to your desk or dialing the call. You’re functioning on habit alone as your mind reels. 

“Ahem,” the throat clear makes you wince and you look up at Loki as he looms on the other side of your monitor. 

You sit up straight and fix the screen, adjusting it so you can see. He tuts and grabs it again, stopping you from sinking into your work. That’s how you deal with things. You just ignore them. 

“What?” You look at him. 

“What?” He echoes.  

“Why are you still here? You have the...” you can’t even say it. You’re married. Somehow.  

“I’ve every right to stay close to my wife.” 

“Ooh, don’t say that,” you shake your head. 

“Pardon?” His brows tweak. 

“Don’t say it out loud. That word. Wife--” You suck in air and hold it in your chest. You shudder as you let it out slowly. 

“You should be flattered. I am a god. You are... minuscule, even for a Midgardian,” he slithers. 

“So why did you do that?” Your voice peaks. 

He snickers. “Well, let’s not get off to such a rough start. There are things still to tend to. As I have it, your marital traditions require a band?” 

He leans in to look over the monitor as your fingers flutter nervously by your keyboard. You follow his gaze and find a large green emerald mounted on a golden band. Where the heck did that come from? You raise your hand and try to wrench it off. It’s stuck! 

“It cannot be undone as easily that,” he taunts. “So, in my research, you are not so dissimilar to Asgardians in the way of marriage, however, I don’t think you’d be fond of a blood sacrifice so I’ll spare you that.” He laughs as you blanch at him. You’re annoyed at how amused he is. “Though the matter of consummation...” 

“Alright, no,” you stand and wave your hands. “No, no. I’m working. I’m busy.” Your voice is brittle and salty in your throat. You sweep around the desk and shoo him, “you need to go, alright? I have work to do and this is insane. So please, leave.” 

He catches you by the wrists as he faces you. You gulp at the iron in his grip. You tug but he doesn’t even flinch. You stare at his pale fingers. He feels like ice. 

“Loki, sir, later when I’m done we can discuss--” 

“I preferred when you called me a prince. Yes. Proper titles. ‘My Prince,’" he sneers. 

You sniff and squirm against his grasp, “my prince, please, will you go? I can’t handle this right now.” 

His lip curls as his green eyes blaze down at you. Is he angry? Entertained? Annoyed? 

“You needn’t be so scandalized. I am perfectly attractive. I am an exceptional choice in mate. By any standard in this universe, I am coveted. Don’t pretend that heart isn’t skipping a beat at my very touch,” he drawls. 

“Yes, it’s a condition. I’ve had it checked. They said it’s nothing to worry about,” you babble dumbly. You know he doesn’t mean that but you really can’t deal with his true implication. 

“We have to seal this union or I have no case for my residence--” 

“Got it. I get it. I understand,” you ramble. “But right now is not the time for that--” 

“There’s an office right there--” 

“Not now,” you repeat. “Loki,” you rip your hands free as his hold on you slackens. “I need to finish my work here and to be honest, I could use a little time to process this.” You turn away and stride back around the desk to face him from the other side. “I should have everything wrapped up at six and then we can figure things out.” 

You sit but your chair is higher than you expect. You blink and he’s gone. No, he’s below you. You writhe in his lap as he wraps an arm around your middle. You push on his elbow and squeal. 

“What are you doing?” You whine and kick your legs. 

“Well, darling, you sat in my lap. It’s rather forward of you,” he laughs. 

“Stop, stop!” You shove his arm helplessly. “I’m begging you to just--” 

“Oh, I knew you would beg--” 

“Enough!” You yell and stomp his foot. You get free and throw yourself off of him. You hit the desk and spin in the small space between you. You puff out as your adrenaline pumps behind your ears.  

You put your hands out, speechless. You can’t think. It’s all a scramble. You clap your palms together and twine your fingers. Then you cup your hands and cover your mouth. 

“Darling, you are dramatic,” he muses. 

You finally untangle your fingers and throw up your arms. You shake your head and turn to storm off. You don’t look back. You are going to hide in the bathroom until the world doesn’t feel so shaky. 

[eternalfics]

hi, this is the anon who sent regarding the elysia!reader x saiki ask!!

elysia!reader is an elegant, sweet, calm and cheerful person who is always positive, they're described as someone who "enjoys everything", they often flirt and tease their peers here and there + they're a little egoistic (knows that they're pretty, cute n shit like teruhashi for example)

when they don't like someone she passive aggressively and lightheartedly insult them in a way

so they're basically like teruhashi except that they're a really selfless person + is aggressively kind to everyone!! it's only a summary of elysias character but i hope this cleared it up to you!!

saiki with a sweet! reader

summary: saiki with his annoying true love 😘

a/n: okay, anon. I know I’ve been lazy lately but yk ur girl she just had to snooze for a bit 😴 BUT IM BACK AND READY TO FEED UR SAIKI BRAINROTS 😜 (a bit hyper too)

okay like the angel you are, your very nice to saiki (why wouldn’t you be? 🤨). as saiki’s s/o, it’s your job to- AHEM

compliment him every second of his life

be the extroverted partner in this relationship 😊

be the definition of an angel

bond with his parents 😉 (might aswell leave you if you don’t)

DO NOT TALK TO TORITSUKA

and many more! so let’s make headcanons for those erm- ✨rules✨ that I made perfectly for you.

COMPLIMENTS: who likes compliments? I do! anyway, compliments are a sort of good and bad thing for your relationship. there’s times where saiki feels down and his insecurities take over which is where you come in! instantly hyping him up. (ur amazing) and there is also times where saiki’s in his ✨confident era✨ (that’s what you call it, I think he’s getting tired of it 😭) and maybe he just wants a little bit of getting spoiled (rarely). but!! there’s also times when you are down and kinda upset. he’s used to your cheerful and happy personality! and he’d rather keep it that way too. so sometimes he just does a little bit of ✨speaking into ur mind✨ (ik I added too many sparkles, stop)

Scenario/Blurb

“Did you do something with your hair?” the voice randomly ringed in your head. You jumped, and looked around only to see Saiki putting his elbow on the table while he rested his head on his hand. You instantly move your hand up to wave at him cheerfully. “You noticed! You aren’t looking so bad either,” you thought back at him. You swear you saw the side of his mouth turn up..

MBTI: yay, we’re on personality! fun fact: saiki is an INTP I am too, this is a sign we’re supposed to be together 🤫 . it’s expected to you to be the extrovert of the relationship right? well it’s right! 🤪 but sometimes it’s a struggle-

saiki often panics (mentally) in public if he loses you. you’re like the fan in a hot place, the light in the dark to him, so you can’t just leave him!

sometimes, you encourage him to try something new! e.g: maybe a new outfit when you guys are going out/ going out with friends. he wonders how does he say yes every time 🤔

Note: Ik this isn’t enough soo I’ve decided prob tomorrow or something that I’ll edit my post and you guys get more! Deal? 🤓

Update: so.. it’s been like more than 3 months.. I don’t think I’m ever gonna finish this ❤️❤️🥰

[dracdliweht]

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Me!

I am the god of my fictional world (and possibly soon to be indie series maybe[?])

age: old enough to watch deadpool and get most of the jokes

some hobbies and stuff I like: animating, watching youtube, fictional characters suffering, sushi, looking at my notifications which are slowly gaining more activity, ducks, and the color gray

stuff i hate so you guys can bother me: transphobia, annoying people, inexperienced critics who complain about things they don't understand, and snap peas

A few of my characters!

Drac Dliw, or just Drac, is an immortal shapeshifter. Their gender is yes, and they are about 2,044,169 years old. They enjoy shapeshifting and spying on people, and they definitely don't have an irrational fear of inverted cursors. Their soul is eternally bound to their body, so they cannot die or feel pain except for headaches.

Shifter, the other immortal shapeshifter. He is 16,199 and male. He enjoys alcohol the wilderness, and he doesn't really like shapeshifting. He also HATES the word discord. He has no idea why. He can't die, but he can get hurt. Shifter's powers are more.. limited than Drac's.

Talon the lizard mermaid! She is female, and is roughly 19. She also enjoys spying on people and the woods, and has a genuine disliking of water, specifically oceans. She isn't a shapeshifter, but she does have water bending abilities. She also has a very rational fear of capybaras.

Flower the tortle! She is almost 7 years old, and she loves just about everyone and everything. The big flower hat on her head somehow never dies, and is very durable. (She's the least traumatized, as her backstory is still in the making)

Sade, the half-robot lizard guy(kobold if we're talking dnd). He's about 22 and male. He used to enjoys engineering and mechanics, and he hates explosive things. He always wears a black cloak.

Artemis the Aarakocra. He is male and 48. He likes space and trees, and he hates.. *ahem* spiders, being called Artie, heights, mages, tieflings, and age. He has a robotic left leg from working in the army.

(I have decided that he is the main character for some reason)

I have way more ocs I just haven't drawn them yet. (I don't know how to draw them yet)

Fanart* is allowed

*not exactly fanart since you guys don’t count as fans

[amaranthineconquest]

›‹·› hello. my title i∫ The Pe∫∫oner. yoʯ may only call me "Pe∫∫" or any other p∫eʯdonym if i am ∫omewhat tolerant with yoʯ… or if yoʯ wi∫h to annoy me. my real name i∫ not pʯblic information, therefore yoʯ ∫hall never know it ʯnle∫∫ i deem it ∫o. ‹·›‹

›‹·› i am a fʯch∫iablood. im not exactly royalty, a∫ the Empre∫∫ ha∫ a∫∫igned me to what one can call a corporate po∫ition, bʯt i am ∫till a fʯch∫iablood nonethele∫∫. ‹·›‹

›‹·› i… have a very odd ∫en∫e of "déjà vʯ". i feel a∫ thoʯgh i have already been here. my ∫ʯbordinate∫ have a∫∫ʯred me i have not, althoʯgh… one of them made a joke aboʯt me being an "old man" and "probably lo∫ing [my] memory". if i didn't ∫omewhat agree with them (the memory part, not the old man part), i woʯld've cʯlled them for ∫peaking again∫t me. ala∫, they ∫till live. ‹·›‹

›‹·› ahem. ∫orry. i got off topic. i go by ma∫cʯline pronoʯn∫, de∫pite the fʯch∫ia blood. de∫pite the myth, fʯch∫iablood∫ can and have been born male. ye∫, i know tran∫gender female-to-male fʯch∫iablood∫ exi∫t, bʯt i am not one of them. ‹·›‹

›‹·› i am… well, relative to a lowblood, i am 40-50 ∫weep∫ pan-wi∫e. however, to a ∫eadweller, i am barely 10 ∫weep∫ pan-wi∫e. yoʯ ∫ee how thi∫ i∫ confʯ∫ing? jʯ∫t know that i have been here for a very long time, and de∫pite the bani∫hment age, the Empre∫∫ her∫elf decided to keep me here. no, i do not know why. ∫he needed ∫omeone to manage the trea∫ʯry, and nobody el∫e wanted to do it, i gʯe∫∫. ‹·›‹

›‹·› …i talk too mʯch. i don't even know who'∫ going to read thi∫. ‹·›‹

›‹·› tl;dr (i∫ that what the pʯpa∫ nowanight∫ ʯ∫e for a ∫ʯmmary?): yoʯ can call me The Pe∫∫oner, i ʯ∫e he/him, i am a non-royal fʯch∫iablood, i am well above bani∫hment age, and i work for the Empre∫∫. ‹·›‹

[himbo-in-limbo]

I get that but honestly I love the idea of being poly, but Bons and Monty are trying so hard to show me that they’re better. Bonnie leaves me limping? Monty leaves me unable to walk.

Monty gives me hickeys? Bonnie gives me small scars.

And then there’s Freddy who I don’t think would be big on the idea. He’s already pretty vanilla imo (Aside from Praise and Degradation) so he just takes you shirt off, looks at you, looks at all the bites and scratches, and just is like “Superstar… did you get mauled by a wolf or-“

And do not get me started on the idea of those two (Bonnie and Monty) doing it at the same time.

But they better also give me some good aftercare. Idk if I’ve mentioned this but as kinky as I can be, I am a pillow price/princess/enby (Depending on the day yk).

Anyway long story short I want to have Bonnie, Freddy, or Monty to cuddle me after banging my brains out.

-🐦‍⬛

TW RAUNCHY N SPICY TOPICS!! KIDDIES KEEP SCROLLING OR ILL BLOCK YOU 🔥

DAWG

Don’t even get me started on poly ships cuz OOF (I decided to draw my more anthro vers for dis)

I have thought (and still do) think about how fuckin wholesome (and hot) it’d be in a poly relationship with fronnie

Those two would be the aftercare kings like they’ll do you raw and yeah sure you probably wouldn’t be able to walk the next day but

You don’t needa lift a finger. They got chu, they’ll pamper the hell outta ya and give you sweet kisses n stuff 😩❤️ Freddie will apologize sm if he left you any bruises n stuff (meanwhile Bonnie just kisses em while giving you a wink) like ugh just imagine waking up in the morning seeing these two bring u breakfast in bed n ughhfcgjgxcbnm,,…

-ahem-

Anyways the concept of Monty n Bonnie as a duo sounds…interesting

Your a toy for them I’d wager LMAO we know Bonnie would be a bit more gentle than Monty for sure but he can still get competitive…

I honestly don’t think Monty is any good at aftercare but If Bonnie’s there he’d def nag him to grab you anything you need 😭 he’ll grumble about it but he’d cuddle you post and after sexy time but he’s pretty lazy.

Monty can’t be held down forever like bros to strong. The way he’d pin you down so fast (also that leash as a belt thing is such a big brain thing omg) very hot, he’d be so annoying with his cocky comebacks 🙄

But yes Freddy they were mauled by a gator 😭 n it was hot ngl

[crusty-chronicles]

Airheaded S/O Headcannons #4 Byakuya (Bleach)

He's so confused by you

Thinks you're faking at first

You, a ryoka, on the loose in the soul society, have the unfortunate privilege of running into him first.

You'd come in with Ichigo and the others to save Rukia

And upon running into Byakuya, ask-

"Hey you! Do you have any idea where I am right now? I'm trying to get to this cell thingy and save my friend. Could you give me directions?"

Either you're incredibly stupid or incredibly brave to talk to one of the Court Guard Captains like that.

It's definitely stupidity

And you have the nerve to address him so formally.

He immediately uses the shikai of his zanpakutō

"Scatter, Senbonzakura."

And what did you you?

You swatted away the mass of blossoms like it was a bug.

"Flowers???? You tryna say I stink or something 😡😡😡"

And he's just ??????

Because nobody, not even Ichigo, was strong enough to swat away his attack.

You had to be putting on an act

There was no way you were this dumb

Not with the way your spiritual pressure had skyrocketed after learning he was the one who beat Ichigo in the world of the living.

You were trying to deceive him, he was sure if it.

At least he was until you went in for a kick and slipped, knocking the back of your skull on the roof behind you, instantly passing out.

He went over to investigate, maybe give a killing blow.

Then you shot up, nearly breaking his composure.

"Shit, I gotta help Chad!!!" Your head whipping towards him.

"I'll be back for you, flower man," And seemed to disappear in a matter of seconds.

He would've given chase

Key word: would've, if he hadn't been so confused.

The next time he saw you was after the whole Aizen reveal.

You walked up to him, despite your friends calling for you, and looked over a nasty gash on his side.

"That looks painful."

He gave a small glare towards you.

"I don't need your sympathy."

You shoved him backward and put your hand on his wound.

"Yeah, yeah, shove that attitude up your ass and let me help."

And he's ????????

Because no one had dared to talk to him like that.

"Disperse and Redistribute." Energy flowed from your palm, the gash in his side sealing up, only to reappear on your body.

You jumped away, hugging your stomach.

"Ow, that does hurt like hell! How were you walking!!!"

He's astonished, to say the least.

You took his pain for your own, after he tried to kill you earlier.

You were a peculiar human

Keeps an eye on you from then on.

Finds out that yes, you are just that stupid and feels just a little softer towards you because of it

Don't get it twisted, he still thinks of you as a nuisance, but begrudgingly helps you.

You visit the Soul Society quite often because Kisuke has you drop off new inventions.

Even if most end up broken on the way there.

Personally escorts you where you need to go because "it's faster," and, "more efficient than you getting lost and arguing with Mayori"

And you go along with it but complain because "He's being a meany about it," and, "doesn't let you talk with anyone."

"You're not here to 'talk' with friends."

"But you're my friend and I always talk with you."

"We're not friends."

And the look on your face breaks his resolve immediately.

"Acquaintances, we're acquaintances."

And you're back to being all smiles with not a thought behind your eyes.

On the days he's busy either in a captain's meeting or with work, he'll send Renji to assist you.

You almost always barge into his office anyway, kicking out his door with a frazzled Renji behind you.

"You can't just kick down the door!!!!!" And you shush his lieutenant.

"Shhh shhh shhh! Ahem... HI BYAKUYA!!!! 😃" Then you just leave

And he can't even be mad

Annoyed, very

But mad? For some reason he never was.

He doesn't baby you for obvious reasons (He's got a reputation to uphold) but he does let you get away with things.

You wanna stay over another day in the Seireitei?

He can make some arrangements

You wanna heal some of his injuries from a battle before his clan medics get there?

He'll allow you to touch him so you can help.

You accidentally broke an item you were supposed to deliver?

It's fine. Kisuke was always capable of making another.

Rukia is the one who has to point out he has feelings for you.

She had watched the two of you spar

Which is already something very difficult to get her brother to agree with.

How you managed to do it she would never know.

(It's because you kept pestering him about getting strong enough to beat the Arancars and you thought Kenpachi was too scary to train with)

The two of you fought for most of the day, not holding back whatsoever.

The spiritual pressure from the both of you overwhelming to anyone that went near.

When you decided to call it a truce, you were covered with little scratches from head to toe.

Byakuya was in a similar state.

And Rukia had noticed a shift in her brother' demeanor as he placed a hand on your head.

"You're injured." But you only beamed up at his words, smile big as ever.

"You kiddin? This is nothing. And if you're gonna complain about my injuries, I get to complain about yours."

And the smallest of smiles graced his face. His eyes looking down at you softly

"Very well then. I won't bring them up again."

Rukia waited for you to leave before confronting her brother.

"You like them, don't you?"

He turned away from her, yet she caught the slight red dusting his cheeks.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb. I saw you just now. When's the last time you ever sparred with somebody, let alone smile like that?" She had a smug grin on her face, knowing that her words sunk in as Byakuya left in a hurry.

Did he have feelings for you?

No, he couldn't.

He already tried his luck at happiness with Hisana.

There was no way he could just forget about her and move on.

But then why did he let his guard down with you?

Why had he let your infectious grins spread to him?

Why did a small part of him look forward to your visits?

It'd take him while to figure out what he wanted.

He eventually came to the consensus that Hisana would want him to move forward and be happy. She wouldn't want him to continue grieving over something that wasn't his fault

So after a bit of deliberation, he'd begun trying to court you.

Now Byakuya is one of the few unfortunate souls that tries to court you normally.

He tries gift giving, which you appreciate but don't understand the secret undertones.

You just think he's finally accepted you as a friend 🥺.

He invites you over to his estate to walk you through the gardens.

The whole time you have no clue it's supposed to be a date.

He's exasperated because he thinks you're being oblivious on purpose as not to hurt his feelings.

Rukia reassures him that's not the case and he just has to be direct.

"They're an idiot, remember? They're not gonna understand subtlety."

So he leads you somewhere quiet, hopefully without any interruptions, and tries to confess.

He'll place a hand on your head, a gesture you seem to enjoy, and start speaking.

He's halfway through when the dots connect in your smol brain and you realize what's going on.

You pull him by his collar and kiss him before he gets a chance to finish.

And he's glad he wasn't the one making a fool of himself this time.

He won't call you anything sweet in public.

The best you'll get out of him is your name.

But in the privacy of his estate, he'll call you dearest, sweetheart, hun, and love.

Doesn't hold you back if you wanna fight.

He trusts in your ability to choose your battles.

Although, he'll interfere if he thinks the enemy is about to kill you. Scolding you right after for being careless.

You always argue with the clan elders and he's happy you don't let them push you around.

He has to get used to being forward with you. Which is a challenge for the emotionally closed off man.

But he knows it's worth it every time you give him that dopey smile.

An: Definitely the most chaotic of the bunch so far.

NEXT UP: Kakashi Hatake

MASTERLIST

[sugarywishes]

I'VE FINALLY FINISHED MY QUINN AND TIMM TIMELINE 😎 (it's not as cool as it sounds but it would be rad if you CHECKED IT OUT!!)

Childhood

So *ahem* (🤓) in my little silly headcanon world, Quinn comes from a very academic oriented family. You either study and become successful or you become a failure (just like her sister). And as the 'savior/golden child' of her family, she was very often pressured into becoming as successful and educated as possible, even if it meant she would be surrounded by books and essays all throughout her childhood. (And also she had no friends :( )

As for Timm, he's always had the 'competitive dancer' dream, even as a little kid! But growing up in a relatively less than financially stable environment, he soon realized that maybe his dream career could possibly end in failure (homelessness, broke etc) , and maybe it wasn't worth risking your future for a childish dream. So he tried his best to forget and studied as much as he could, he'd rather settle for a well-paying job that a dream that could totally fail, right? (Also he was totally a theater kid growing up I MEAN COME ON HIS HALLOWEEN COSTUME IN THE GAMES IS LITERALLY ERIK)

Law School Days (awe yeaaa)

(Can you tell I am indeed very consistent with my art, no random anatomy or facial structure changes here!)

Huzzah! We've made it to the time period where they find meet!!

So at this point, Quinn is jaded and studious and stuff, and dislikes talking to anybody (which includes professors/teachers LMAO, she needed to stay on that independent knowledge grind) and by a random coincidence, she happened to have classes with none other than Timm himself, she found him very annoying at first but by the end of her education, she was more than ready to marry him

And Timm is still a huge dork, albeit a very burnt out dork, he studied long and hard to be able to have a well-paying career, and now he's at law school! Surely he'll enjoy a life as a rich lawyer, right? Anyways, he accidentally got a crush on that mean and quiet chick in his classes, so what better way to get with her than to ask her out to any event the school had! For the first few years she'd reject him immediately, but eventually she caved in, and hey! They got married, what a wonderful couple! Hopefully they sta-

POST DIVORCE ERA 🔥🔥🔥

So...uh, what exactly happened?

Quinn woke up around 4 AM (yes really, that's when she always gets up for work), and she expected to find her husband of many years still sleep and she'd had to wake him up. She didn't find him, the left side of the bed was empty with the exception of his wedding ring, a hastily written note that doesn't explain shit, and divorce papers with his signature already on it.

So needless to say, she's still really pissed off about that, and petty too (she renamed Quinn, Timm and Associates to LITERALLY Just Quinn and Associates!!) And she refuses to acknowledge her marriage with Timm (Penny keeps pestering her about it but Quinn just dodges the questions everytime)

And oh boy, Timm, HE REALLY MESSED UP, like yeah, you were miserable with your life as a lawyer and you didn't feel like your true self at all, but you couldn't have waited to get a divorce until Quinn woke up?? And blah blah blah, the events of Papa's Bakeria happen, Cecilia canonically gets the dance studio, leaving Timm to STILL work at the Bakeria (at least until he can actually get money, he left all of his to Quinn as compensation for literally abandoning her 😭😭)

ALSO ALSO!! Super funny little detail I wanted to mention, but when Quinn and Timm were announced as divorced, both of their respective families CELEBRATED (Quinn's parents had what was essentially a birthday party styled divorce celebration, complete with pinatas and goodie bags) (And Timm's family partied like there was no tomorrow) Quinn's family thought Timm was an idiot who wanted to marry Quinn to steal her money, and Timm's family thought Quinn was some mean and cruel woman who was going to isolate Timm away from them (You can tell how upset the families will be when Quimm gets back together 👀)

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*NO RESUBIR SIN PERMISO*

*НЕ РЕПОСТИТЬ БЕЗ РАЗРЕШЕНИЯ*

[ask-tech-and-rev]

Hi! First of all I just want to say you two are my favorite in the Loonatics, you two deserve more and more love and respect than the other Loonatics. (And I think Rev is so cute/not in romantic way I said it by the way.)

For my questions. Do you two think the team doesn't respect you two that much? And what is your relationship? Like friends or more? I would like to know this ☺️.

I hope I didn't disturb anyone. If I could, I'll hug you two. Have a good day or night!☺️

Rev: Hey there folks sorry we were away for a day or two work's been keeping us busy, but hey we are back and with an extra large question this time that will likely require a lot of responses so this one should be a long one to make it up to you fol- *Tech grabs Rev's beak* Tech: This is already gonna be a long one let's not drag it out with even more rambling please Rev I haven't even had my coffee yet. Rev: Ahem right well lets just see what we got here then, looks like starting off I'll say why thank you for the compliment it ain't every day I hear stuff like that, but I appreciate it nonetheless. Tech: That ain't true you hear it at least once a day… errr I mean I said nothing anyway to respond to the first of the questions in this transmission, so I wouldn't say we don't get equal respect from the rest of the team by any stretch, the entire team acknowledges each other's usefulness when and where it comes into play, we may poke at each other now and then for fun, but we are all a family yes even Duck he may annoy the everliving hell out of me, but he's just as much an important person in this group as anyone, so to answer your question no we are respected just fine. Rev: Gee Tech really nice speech and I agree with everything you said though I can't help, but laugh a bit cause you just moments ago told me to keep things brief and to the point cause you're a tired grump before your coffee, but here you are talking as much as me the only difference is you aren't talking as fast as me, but of course that's not a bad thing, and oh gosh I am rambling again so sorry lets just look at the next question. *Tech and Rev glance at the next question on the screen* Tech: …. Rev: …. Tech: uhm well you see… uh… uhm… oh Rev! I answered the last you which means yooooouuu can answer this one it's only fair right? Rev: Wha- I-… Fine this is what I get for choosing to be around an easily flustered introvert… ahem well the answer I'll give you for now is at the very least if there was anyone on this team I put my full faith and trust into, and would be absolutely devastated if they were no longer here it's my man Tech here and as much as he acts like my constant speed talking annoys him I like to believe he'd miss me too much in return so I will say for now do with that info what you will is all we will say on that matter for now.. now signing off until next time, bye! (brief Author's note out of character, I have up to this point chosen to keep the relationship between Rev and Tech here in this version on the blog mildly ambiguous while definitely leaning toward this being set with a RevxTech headcanon cause I personally am a fan of the pairing, but I want to leave this one a bit open ended for now as it may not be everyone's cup of tea here to depending on the reactions I get on this one I might do a brief follow up sequel post to this where I confirm something more solid anyways thanks for reading as always.)

[willkimurashat]

Exactly 0 people asked-

Oh, never mind, Andy wants to know, so here I am yet again, rating Love Island the Game: Double Trouble this time!

Here’s the rating post I did for s5, for anyone curious:)

I just wanna preface this by saying, I love this game. I know it is greatly flawed and I get frustrated, annoyed, irritated, riled up very often, but it’s still my comfort place and I enjoy playing it so very much. I am aware that fusebox as a company has many issues and I am not thrilled that they might be using AI to write their scripts, even if it's just a speculation. I don't spend any money on the game and I play it on plane mode, so I don't get any ads. Additionally, I think it’s long established that nothing will ever repeat the success of s2, the one hit wonder I’m afraid, so I choose to not compare it to earlier seasons to not ruin my expectations. However, my one hope for s6 was for it to not be worse than s5. Did it fail my expectations? No. Did it exceed them? Also no. But it did meet them exactly where I set them, so to me, this season was generally a success. But not without its issues, of course.

Disclaimer: I tried to be as objective as I can, but at the end of the day, I’m a mere human and these are all just my humble, subjective opinions. Feel free to agree/disagree/add on/make your own:)

Also, beware of the potential spoilers ahead:)

So, without a further ado, shall we?

Character Design: 9/10

Lots of hotties this season, that is for sure. The design team (I think/hope/want to believe that a human did the art for the most part at least) worked very well this time and the art style is wonderful. I personally found myself attracted to most of the islanders - Bella, Jamal, Ozzy/Marshall, Chloe, Andy of course… Their faces look proportional, I love most of their facial expressions, the blushing faces are just so adorable (especially Andy’s, but I may be a little bit biased lol). Took the point off for some weird poses though (*ahem* Andy *ahem*), some odd expressions, Ryan’s mop of hair that just doesn’t sit right on him, and for the fact that both sets of twins have the exact same sprite - I understand that they’re identical and share the same face, but like, give them a different pose at least?

Character Personality: 6/10

This is where my main issue lies: they’ve given us so many fun characters with distinct personalities, and then they merged them into one. Why? Less work, I assume. How can a bad boy wannabe Jamal who never settles for a relationship act the exact same way as a golden retriever footballer Lewie? Conversely, how can a golden retriever Lewie become a villain in the same exact way that a suave, confident pilot Roberto became? Why do we never learn about their personalities besides the first date in the first volume and then through random sprinkling of one sentence facts about them to give a slight illusion of variety? Why are all their personalities boiled down to recollection of past events that were so surface-leveled and so superficial that even talking about them in later episodes feels like an afterthought, or, dare I say, a chore? Why do all the og’s personalities revolve around love bombing? So much potential down the drain.

Personally, my favorite islanders this season are Casa Amor people. To me it seemed that that’s where the most energy went when creating the season. Everyone in Casa was their own person with unique personalities and stayed that way for the longest time. Correct me if I’m wrong, but they all had unique dialogue and shared bits about their life, their worries and concerns about relationships and life that helped me get to know them better, understand them as people, as characters with personalities. And even after being merged post casa, though they suffered from the merging as well, Flo remained the most interesting girl and Marshall kept his snarkiness still.

Character Diversity: 5/10

This section brings me great sadness, I can't lie. Yes, this is about Grace. You've talked about it, I've talked about it - we're all in consensus that the way her character was treated is absolutely wrong. How many times can Fusebox step on the same rake to finally get it in their heads and stop villainizing women of color? It is frustrating. The treatment of Black women in the fandom is already... not great, even if the characters themselves did absolutely nothing wrong (Thabi, Genevieve). So, of course, let's perpetuate the stereotypes, let's make the one Black woman in the game possessive, territorial, immature, and the main rival to MC if you're romancing Ozzy. Why? What reason does it serve? Who hurt you, fusebox?

Let's look further. LGBTQ+ players were downright neglected this season. All three queer women in the game share the same route - it's not really a choice to keep eliminating women so that you're only stuck with one per wlw route and basically pre-pick who you like most solely based on looks. Why can't we have them all in the villa at the same time and get to actually learn who they are, then ruminate on who we like the most, and toss and turn in our sleep, and then pick amongst them? Why couldn't we couple up with Bella right away? There was literally no obstacle to do that, it's just ridiculous that we can bring her to the hideaway, but not couple up. Why can’t it be done in equal measure to, you know, picking male li’s?

Overall, I’m glad the cast is diverse, but I still wish we’d gotten a better look into everyone’s culture and identity, and I would’ve loved to see at least some nod to their cultures throughout the game.

MC Design: 9.5/10

MC is beautiful. Every single MC I’ve seen is absolutely gorgeous and none look the same. She fits in with the cast, she stands out as a true love islander, she looks fantastic in a couple with any and all LI’s. Might even say, s6 MC is the most beautiful and unique MC we’ve ever had. Half a point off for reusing s5 pose - while it didn’t bother me at all, that is a little bit of a lazy move.

MC Personality: 8/10

Well, I'm glad she has one. If I were to compare her to myself - we are completely different people, but that doesn't make her any less fun and/or entertaining to watch/play as. Let's put aside for a moment her generic comments a la "oh yeah?" or "oh really?" because she has said many a gems this season. She's not afraid of putting people in their spot, she's telling it like it is, she's an instigator, she is fun and fiery and so unashamedly herself that I strive to be more like her. Truly. You cannot tell me she doesn't cuss like a sailor and I love her for it. If I knew her irl or even if she were one of the npc's, I'd probably love to hate her because frankly, she's a bit rude, but that's what makes her loveable. Or a loveable bitch, so to speak.

MC Customization: 7.5/10

I was easily able to make my MC look like myself (more or less), but I am a white cis girl and can’t speak to experiences of bipoc players. I will be honest and say that I didn’t register the prices for any of the customization choices because my game has unlimited amount of gems, so there might have been choices for more diverse hairstyles that were gem blocked, as has definitely happened before. I thought the game had a lovely range of facial features and hairs to choose from, though I’d love to have seen more color choices for hair. The outfits were hit or miss - some I loved, others I cringed at, the shoes were outright ugly, but I’m just glad we put granny fashion to rest and no glass shard bikini was detected. I’m glad they kept the choice for a curvier or skinnier body, but I think they can definitely do a bit better, for example giving us a choice of feminine/masculine presenting figures, variety of curvy body types, allowing us to pick pronouns - here’s already typos and inconsistencies in the script, I don’t see how that could make it worse.

Challenges: 6/10

Is it bad that I can’t really remember much of them? Yeah, I’d say that’s a bad sign… The challenges were so… forgettable? And just not done correctly? Couples quiz - over too quickly and I didn’t learn anything about anyone. The doghouse whatever it was - I don’t even know the purpose of it. What were those categories in villa vs. villa? “The sportiest girl?” “The most well traveled?” Is this a joke? Why are we having a snogathon in casa amor? How is movie night not giving us the most tea and why is it not stirring any pots? How can you manage to make the baby challenge so.. boring? And just fleeting? I would say, the heart rate challenge was the most elaborate and fun, Snog, Marry, Pie was okay, but nothing to write home about, unfortunately. Fusebox, you have good ideas, but just see them through to the end next time please. Oh, and maybe watch the show for inspo? You know, as a suggestion.

Drama: 5/10

I know you don’t want to hear it, but I think fusebox definitely took our feedback regarding drama. Of course, Ivy’s pettiness and twin mix up is.. annoying to say the least, and Grozzy-MC love triangle is tiring, especially if you’re not on Ozzy’s route, but otherwise we are able to have a chill summer of love, just like you signed up for. Personally, I love drama only when it has nothing to do with me, and that’s how I felt about playing this season. If you want to be a little more involved in it - by all means, go for Ozzy and pick ruthless choices, but if you want to sit it out - sweep all the arguments under the rug, couple up with an og for a loyal route, or play around in casa amor with no repercussions and couple up with someone there to enjoy the rest of your a chill summer. The choice is yours. After the disaster of s5, this felt quite refreshing and exactly what I wanted, but I wouldn’t say the drama was so otherworldly that it kept me very invested… Therefore, I’m afraid by toning things down they ran into another problem - they made it a tad boring.

Relationships: 6.5/10

I touched upon this already, but I’ll just say this, I strongly dislike the merged routes. In my humble opinion, the og route was written for Lewie, the post-casa route was written for Andy (or I can also see Elliot sharing some dialogue with him), and the only other unique route is Ozzy. Oh, and I suppose there is a Bella/Chloe/Flo route (you see how sad this is that they don’t even feel unique enough for me to consider them as a separate route? Yeah, sad.) I personally think casa amor li’s/Elliot are the best relationships, if you’re looking for a sweet, loving route with no drama, where your li is head over heels with you in a cute kind of way, and you learn a lot about them that isn’t just rehashing past events and/or love bombing. It progresses so naturally and realistically, in my opinion. That romance just makes sense and I love it. I haven’t played other routes, of course, but from what I’ve seen, they just feel a bit lacking in something. They feel superficial, perhaps boring. I don’t think they did a good job with their attempted slow burn route with Ozzy either - all his chats became so repetitive that it didn’t interest me enough to pursue his route. That being said, I appreciate that we could have a completely loyal route this time, with no backstabbing, no persistent exes, and no drastic change of personalities.

Friendships-wise… Did we have any? I know all the girls are kind of friends and all the boys too, but I feel like after the first few volumes where I could definitely tell the islanders were all bonding and having their lil bro moments, it all kind of vanished with time. Of course, we had those moments of gossiping with the girls and the boys, but yet again, it felt a bit surface-level. It was just not enough. In addition, I would love to see relationships bud between the islanders I didn’t interact with as much. It can’t be that mc is the only one who developed feelings for one other person - what about others? Why are they just extras? Why aren’t there bromances and romances and girlmances happening among the rest? We need those background friendships and couples who are genuinely in love to make it feel more realistic and more interesting and more fulfilling.

And of course, we can’t talk about s6 and not talk about family (insert a Dom Torreto gif). Introducing a twin to our mc was a risky move, but we’ll talk about that later. I’ll just say, family relationships are complicated and nuanced and their attempt at doing that kind of failed. Amelia could’ve been our saving grace, she could’ve been our confidant, she could’ve been our best friend. Or, she could’ve been our rival, our source of unresolved family drama, or at least our shared attempt at building bridges. We, on the other hand, got none of it. The twins seem neither close nor distant - they are just paid improv actors who pretend to like each other, but just don’t share any sentimentalities. I was hoping they’d tap into why they seem so estranged, but instead they just kept on talking about Zeph, which turned out to be the most worthless and meaningless plot point ever. They could’ve just made MC’s relationship with Amelia very close and non-problematic, that’d be so easy and lovely to have an instant bestie in the villa. Or, they could’ve let us shape our relationship through the choices MC makes - become closer or more distant or remain neutral - but instead, we got a very superficial relationship yet again, where Amelia is hopelessly desperate no matter what your choices are, and MC is deeply uninterested in what she has to say.

Recouplings: 4/10

It’s funny because I don’t actually have much to say about recouplings this time. Nothing extra disastrous happened, nothing drama worthy - just rather predictable. Yes, we could pick who we wanted, more or less, but at the same time, recouplings are a great way to stir the pot and we didn’t have that. Did the boys pick at least once? I can’t remember… And the way we had recouplings so close to each other in the beginning and then they barely meant anything in the end - meh. Also, I still don’t understand why we couldn’t couple up with Bella early on - she went first that one time and could have definitely picked us, but for some reason that was too much to allow for us…

Finale: 7/10

The finale did what it set out to do and checked off all the required boxes, so technically, I have nothing to complain about. We got the final dates, the prom prep, the speeches, the winners, the love or money, a spicy scene on the swings, and even a little lighthearted pranking moment with the girls that I enjoyed. I would have actually liked to see the afterparty this time because I truly loved the characters, but I guess it’s too many personalities for fusebox to handle at once. Fine. The final date was nothing special and didn’t differ from any other dates we had, although the overall vibe of the date was quite sweet, I can’t lie. The declarations of love were cute as well, we got to make things official, although no “l-bombs” were dropped, which is a little sad, if not disappointing. Massive bonus points for bringing back Hamish as the host - he is such a perfect showman, I think that was actually a great decision! He’s hilarious and no one takes him seriously and that added a lot of charm to the final, in my opinion.

Structure: 5.5/10

The structure of this season was so odd to me, I can’t lie. It just needed more volumes and more chapters to be better paced and to really take time with the storyline and all the twists they set up, give us the character development we deserve. The beginning started so well and promising, then everything was incredibly rushed, then Casa Amor happened - the best three volumes in my humble opinion, and then the plot just dragged on to the point where I just didn’t feel excited to play the episodes. The challenges were rushed and some were nonsensical, the recouplings oddly sprinkled throughout, gossiping around the villa was just weird, when we could’ve just asked the islanders concerned straight on. Though I loved Casa Amor, it also felt weird how we could go on dates during our time there or to the hideaway, and none of the challenges were done correctly either: the raunchy races were weird, and the beer pong not substantial enough, and the snogathon doesn’t really happen in casa. The beach huts are completely abandoned at this point, which I hate because it was one of my favorite things, but at least we had the hideaway this time and the box with spicy trinkets, so I’ll give them that. The finale hit all the necessary points, so that’s good I guess. I don’t know, I just want them to draw more inspiration from the show itself, I suppose, which they are not doing as much anymore.

Storyline: 5/10

Double Trouble. Amelia. Our beloved. Or beloathed - however you choose to look at it lol. Like I mentioned previously, giving us a twin was a risky move. I’m an only child who always wondered what it would be like to have a sibling, or a twin at that, so I was madly excited about this sibling plot line. On the other hand, again, like I said, families are complex and nuanced and are not always sunshine and rainbows. Much like the ex storyline, the family one could be just as triggering. Moreover, deciding MC’s identity and background story for us, the players, is far from a good choice. Even if we pretend it was done well, which it wasn’t, not everyone wants to have a sibling steal their thunder in the game where we are the main character. Not everyone identifies as a woman, but giving us an identical twin forces us to be so. You see where I’m going? The interactive game is becoming more and more of a visual novel and we are just living in that story instead of creating our own.

Overall, the storyline of the game was just not pushed enough, not elaborated enough, not drawn out enough. Of course, they’ve beaten to death the Grozzy thing, and the sister chats, and Tobelia, but everything else… Zeph - the most anticlimactic and useless plot point. Ozzy and Marshall - so much fuss and completely unrewarding resolution. The fake dumping plot twist - wasted potential. Casa Amor - no consequences. Movie night - I ran out of synonyms for “useless” and “wasted potential.” What saddens me is that they had so many interesting ideas and just did not see them through - they gave up too quickly, untwisting the twists too easily, which made the plot, yet again, superficial and a tad boring.

Writing: 4.5/10

I know I said I don’t like comparing, but I was replaying s4 at the same time as s6, and even though back then s4 felt like a downgrade, the difference in writing is humongous. With the speculations that fusebox is using AI to write their game, I feel like I could exactly point out to where it was written by a robot and where a human hand was involved. All the superficial, going in circles, love-bombing moments (which make up about 70% of the season) were definitely the product of a computer, but I think the moments where we learn something personal about our li was written by people. The first couple of volumes were written by people, when the characters still felt unique. Casa Amor islanders were written by people, I’ll stand by that because that’s where characters had the most charm. MC’s telling off moments were written by people, I am sure. But right as we got back to love bombing and all those “hey remember when *something superficial that happened before*” and every! time! a sentence! ended! with! exclamation! points! it all went back to AI. I wouldn’t say in general the writing got worse, but it didn’t exactly get better either. No raw animalistic NSFW display of passions happened, and the spicy scenes seemed a bit better this time, but as with what seems to be my main concern with the season, it felt very superficial a lot of the times.

Replayability: 4/10

Initially, when they’ve given us the illusion of branching routes, I was very excited to go back and replay for other characters, but I have since changed my mind. I lost any interest I may have had in Ozzy’s route, and I fell out of love with Jamal, who was my og li because they made him (and other og’s) boring. Knowing Elliot shares his route with Andy turned off any temptations I had for pursuing him either, especially because I like Andy more than any other character in s6. The girls routes? *sigh* I was curious about them, but not anymore, sadly. But you know what? Despite all that and my hatred for shared routes, I can see myself replaying this season. They’ve given me Andy, who has become one of my favorite (if not the favorite) li’s of all time and I would absolutely replay the game to relive his moments again. Plus, there’s so many scenes that I genuinely found funny that I’d play again to have a little laugh for myself. I can see s6 becoming a comfort season on par with s4 for me (at least the Casa Amor bits).

Overall Score: 6.2/10

This season had a lot of pressure on its shoulders - it had to convince us that things could be better than s5. Some people loved it, others - hated it, and as for me, it was okay. They tried to do better, I could tell, and maybe they were careful not push it too far for the sake of preserving whatever the thing that fans keep coming back for, yet not without making heaps of mistakes along the way. I think that’s the main problem with s6, it had an interesting cast, a fun premise, a promising start, curious twists - everything needed to pique our interest, and then they just didn’t use any of it to its full potential. I appreciate that we could have lovely, loyal li’s, and they’ve given us the best casa cast, they’ve given me Andy lol, and I definitely had a fair share of laughs throughout the game. I think after s5, Double Trouble felt refreshing, which created the illusion that it’s better. I’m not saying it’s much worse, not at all, but it’s positively mediocre, which I would still take over s5 every time.

Thank you for reading through this sheet of text, if you did! I’ll definitely be here for s7 because I don’t have that much respect for myself lol. And I’ll still be here in between the seasons - we have the fanfics to get through, don’t we? But until then,

Stay hydrated, islanders. xoxo

[latibvles]

Hey Poet! I’ve been loving the headcanons you’ve been writing and it’s got me thinking about a Mouse Hole crossover with Band of Brothers and/or The Pacific. Do you have any other thoughts on that, like ships or friendships that would come from that?

anon, when I tell you you are unleashing a monster (affectionate). yes I have thought about this — and I do eat it up quite frankly. As with the Alex & Inez headcanons and underrated girls headcanons, these will be thrown under the cut for length. also this is an invitation to drop any crackships / friendship dynamic things you want to hear me talk about in my inbox because we've got a lot of little army and marine men in this toy box to interact with our barbies.

So I think a crossover with The Pacific would be a bit harder — mostly because B-17s were used primarily in the ETO if my googling and reading serves correct. There's accounts of B-17s being used in anti-naval bombing but they didn't really, ahem, hit anything. So whoever makes it to the end of the war would be the ones to meet (unless I dived into a Lady Marines AU, which I am not well-versed enough in to do right now)

I've said this before and I maintain that... Harriet and Malarkey crossing paths after the war is very beautiful to me. They both suffered the cold, both lost their undeniable best friend and had to process that grief while fighting for their lives in one way or another (Malarkey in Bastogne, Harriet in the Stalag). What they go through leaves them both fundamentally changed as people, noticeable enough that their friends have concerns. Harriet is pretty hard to track down after the war (she's there for June's wedding, but she misses Jo and Rosie's). Who's to say she and Malarkey don't cross paths stateside? I think they could both use that kind of friendship & healing.

In a world where these girls exist (I've thought about making them apart of the WAFH WIP canon. Thoughts? Opinions? Who's to say) a magazine cover of one Fern Carmine and Vivian Savorre (among others) with bright smiles walking away from a plane in their leather jackets and aviators has definitely made its way through some Toccoa barracks and one Lewis Nixon is possibly realizing he has a thing for redheads.

There is a small window of time before Bremen/Munster where the guys are in Aldbourne & most of the Mouse Hole crew hasn't been shot down yet. Who's to say who crosses paths on a weekend pass in consideration to officers

And of course there's always a.) AU where the 101st are pilots or b.) AU where the Mouse Hole girls are paratroopers but that's besides the point

In terms of friendships? I could see Inez and Shifty getting along pretty well, Harriet does generally get along with everybody so I think she could soften up even the most hardened of hearts. Willie and Lip would also probably get along pretty great — but I think Viv is a pretty tough shell to crack in terms of getting friendship from her that isn't her expertly evading personal questions.

Lorraine and Speirs? Funny in a scary way. I think Tab would probably develop a crush on June pretty quick before learning that she can and will fight just about anyone. I also think she'd be rightly annoyed by Liebgott. And Guarnere. And— [GETS YANKED OFFSTAGE]

I do think that Lena and a certain Andrew Haldane would make an extremely cute couple. Well-read jock and his wife who works on cars [ he's alive and well TO ME. ]

I think how Vivian interacts with Easy Company Officers is interesting because of how much of herself she tries to hide from others. But I think the girls who aren't officers would probably have more interactions with the guys in The Pacific.

Jo and Eugene? Nerds. Sweet little nerds (before the horrors). She, too, keeps a library in her footlocker, Bob Leckie.

This is also my realization that Sledge and Harriet grew up 2 hours from one another but Harriet's got a lot of family — maybe some is in Mobile. Why is she the touchstone here (I'm not mad about it).

I do think June and Hoosier could have a funny friendship though. I think they'd bicker but also take the piss out of most of their friends

..... A Chuckler and Carrie dynamic is also something I would like to see. Which is to say I think Carrie needs to continue to gather Large People who would go to war for her because she's two apples tall and is still finding her voice

Send me crossover requests please

Nix Bucky and Viv in a room sounds like my nightmare blunt rotation. Dick falls into the famous trap of thinking Willie doesn't like him because of her RBF.

My brain is scattered but there's a lot of ways that these people could all cross over into one another and it looks different depending on which way you slice it

My final verdict? Fern Carmine is everybody's type /lh

[miguelswifey04]

𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 | 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (chapter 1: spider-in)

prologue : where miguel comes to you because he had always been keeping a close eye on you even if you’re universes apart.

warnings: somewhat angst…? slow burn (😭)

"why? why, won't you let me go back home?" you said as you looked up to him feeling a mix of sadness and anger. you wondered why he just won't let you go back. but deep down you didn't want to leave him.

"because you're the best thing that has ever happened to me, why won't you understand that?!" he rose his voice a bit hoping you understand him. he didn't want to lose you someone again and you made it his worthwhile...

…

earth 1218....

let's start at the beginning, one last time....

hi, i'm y/n l/n, or starlight spider. whichever suits best for ya. i'm only 20, and i was bitten by a radioactive spider just a year ago. before i was bitten by that spider, i had already possessed telekinetic powers every since i was a little girl. now, along with my spider abilities on top of my telekinetic powers i would say i would make a great spider-woman. i don't know if there's others like me out there but i rather not think about.

i would like to think i'm the only one out there but deep down i know i'm not...it's scary to think about the aspect of there being more people like me and more me's out in this vast universe.

i always like to do yoga and gymnastics on me free time which really helps me be extremely flexible and strong at the same time which i'm out fighting bad guys and zipping through the air. i'm a limber person always on my toes, doing everything i can to save the day as spider woman.

but being a spider-woman has costed me a lot, sometimes i wish i wasn't a spider person or have been bitten by that darn spider...

present day: earth 1218–new york city, year 2023

"ahem", i signed as i heard someone lingering behind me. i pivoted towards their direction not looking up as i clutch onto my binder digging into my chest.

"si? en que te puede ayudar?" i said mindlessly in spanish. i looked up as i rubbed my eyes. 'shit it's the principal' as i cursed myself wanting to do nothing much than to melt onto the ground, maybe even to disappear.

"now, that's no way to talk to your principal ms. l/n." she sighed as she sassily put her hands on her hip. "come with me, i need to discuss about your behavior."

"uhh, yes. coming!" i gulped as i followed her footsteps walking down the hallways of the university as other college students were bustling in and out of their classrooms. 'of course, she noticed how i've been missing classes lately but it's college!! why would she even care?? i'm too busy saving people day in and day out.' i kept cursing myself and clearly so deep in thought that i didn't notice we were already at her front office door.

she snapped twice. "ms. l/n? earth to ms. l/n?" she said in her monotone voice. she gestured me into her office and locked it as soon as i entered. she did sure take her sweet time to get to her desk as she took slow strides onto her chair.

"sorry, it's just i've been too caught up in a lot of stuff." i said apologetically. i was hoping she would understand. hopefully at least. i continue to sigh and shift in my chair as i played with the hemlines of my letterman jacket.

"yes, i can tell. that's why i wanted to talk to you about that. you've been missing classes a little too much now. you have amazing grades to my surprise but you cannot miss your classes anymore." she said as she signed reclining into her chair as she put her legs onto her desk, crossing them. she seemed to be annoyed but more so understanding.

"yes principal merle, i understand it's just after my dad had passed away," i muttered under my breath, "i am busy taking care of my family, and well—i've lost motivation for college...i-i know it's pathetic but it's true." i spilled everything i felt in that very moment as i looked up at her bluish crinkled eyes. she sighed and looked moved by what i just said to her. we continued to discuss ways i could improve in my mental health and taking extra curricular support from my professors and counselors. she stood up from her chair walking around her desk as she put a gentle hand onto my shoulder.

"i understand what you're going through. i know what it's like to lose someone but remember you're not alone. you have your professors, your friends, and others such as myself who will support you," she smiled tenderly and i nodded in response not saying much afterwards, "thank you so much! i am thankful for your kind words..." as i smiled a bit it wasn't much of a happy smile but more of a smile where i felt understood.

i got up and left as i thanked her, closing the door behind me. i slung my backpack on my left shoulder as i held my binder close to my chest as i sighed in a bit of relief walking down the hall towards my next class: computer science.

later on that day...

classes were over finally and i made my way to my dorm room. i closed the door behind me and threw my backpack onto the wall which made a small dent on the wall, but i didn't care as i just crashed onto my bed. i took a deep sigh as i was relieved to be in the comfort of my bed. 'oh what a relief to be back in bed' i said to myself while turning on my back looking up at the white ceiling that was filled with dangling paper butterflies and spiders that danced around as decorations. suddenly, the door unlocked and my roommate entered.

"hi girlie! i'm back." aspen said as they closed the door behind them as they put their backpack on their desk. "soo, how was your day today?" they asked inquisitively with a look of worry. they always worried about me and i appreciate them for being there for me. they're the only person in my life who knows i'm a spider-woman who happens to telekinetic abilities too.

"ehh, it's alright as always. though, the principal talked to me about my behavior. she noticed i've been missing class..." i said as i sat up on my bed, grabbing a stuffed pillow to bring to my chest for emotional support. "she knows i've been struggling and what not you know after my dad passed away tragically." i inhaled and exhaled deeply knowing nothing will be the same as it was. being a spider-woman was no easy job. remembering how i struggled along with my telepathic abilities—i keep it hidden. in this universe, superheroes are shamed and most don't know they even exist. i've been cursed with these powers and i can't help but wonder what i must've done in my previous life.

"y/n, i understand how you feel. i know what you've been through as well and you are a very strong person don't even forget that. you've overcome so many things," they said with sincerity in their tone as they walked up and sat on the edge of my bed, placing a loving hand over my hand, "hey! remember that time you came secretly into our dorm room through the window all beaten up?" they giggled waiting for my response.

"hahah yeah, that was insane," i laughed a bit feeling a warm fuzzy feeling course throughout my body, "yeah, i won't forget where i've started and how far i've come along, even if my dad isn't by my side anymore." i smiled as i scooted closer to aspen, embracing them close to me.

"see! all you need is a bit more uplifting and more encouragement. you are spider-woman y/n even if in this world they hate 'vigilantes' and all that stuff. never forget where you've come from and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." aspen said enthusiastically as they reciprocated my hug. they are like a sibling to me...a sibling i've never had.

little did i know, someone was always keeping a close eye on me from a very far distance...

universes apart so to say.

[cheez-it-nugget]

Oh God No.

We've all had strange dreams. I cannot deny this fact myself, as a majority of my dreams have been bizarre. Today, I will tell you about one of these dreams. I had this dream a few months ago and cannot stop thinking about it. I do not know why this is the case. Is it out of morbid curiosity? Obsession?? Pure horror??? Who knows! But I've rambled on enough. Now I shall share with you what I dub "Another nightmare of HIM."

WARNING FOR SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD!!!

It happened on the night of March 26th, 2024. I had settled into bed, my phone plugged into a nearby desk lamp as I scrolled through some erotic literature. Once content, I set the phone on the bedside table, pulled the covers up, and drifted off to sleep.

That night, I began to dream... In this dream, I was not myself. Instead, I was a character whom I will call Barbara because it's funny. However, to not seem confusing, I will still talk in the first person.

The best way to describe the way this dream world worked is if PornHub had videos that functioned like a Mario 64 painting. I was hopping through different "videos" and… ahem, assisting characters. These characters were quite strange. One of them might've been a human, but I mostly remember interacting with bizarre, abnormal characters. For example, one of them was a sentient weasel animatronic… Yes, he talked... a lot. No, don't ask if it was Popgoes the Weasel or Willy Weasel. I don't remember...

It was almost like an episode of a kid's cartoon where the main character goes around helping people with their problems… but considerably less family-friendly…

Anyway, after going around and "helping" a few of these characters, I jumped into one particular “video” that transported me to one of those modern-style houses. To give you an idea of what I mean, imagine one of those houses big influencers with those annoying vlogging channels live in. White tile. White floor. White everything. No color other than white and very light shades of gray.

So, I had spawned into the foyer or entryway (Basically the starting room of the house.) In front of me was a hallway into the living room, and to the left of me was a staircase to a room upstairs. (This staircase will become important later.)

I immediately noticed that, for some reason, there was nobody in the foyer to greet me. This was odd, as the other characters before this had welcomed me as soon as I teleported into the building. So, thinking that maybe they were somewhere else in the house, I began to make my way to the living room.

However, I didn't have to search for long...

As I set foot in the living room, I stopped. The room, just as white as the rest of the house, was a decently sized living room with a modern-looking fireplace and a wall-mounted flatscreen TV. Situated on a rug in the middle of the room were two pieces of furniture, an L-shaped couch, and a small sofa, both of which were white and appeared to be made out of polyester. Though, those weren't the only notable things in this room.

There was also... a man.

He was seated on the sofa, his arms folded and his legs spread wide open as he faced the doorway I now stood in. Judging by his pose, he seemed to have been awaiting my arrival...

Then, just as quickly, I realized who I was looking at, who this man really was...

This man...

Was George Armstrong Custer...

I am not joking. I wish I was. But I'm not. He was there. Sitting on the sofa in his usual arm pose. Wearing his recognizable blue attire. (Hat and gloves included.) His hair was curled and golden, about shoulder length. His eyes were blue, cold and creepy. His facial hair looked like a sentient mass of fur trying to claw out of his face. And his strange cheekbones gave him an almost skeletal appearance.

Yes. He was in this living room. Sitting on this sofa. Staring directly at me.

Now, I had had a few dreams about this particular man before. I have been reading up on him recently, especially regarding his controversial legacy, personal life, miscellaneous stuff, etc. However, previously, whenever I had a dream about him, it involved me running away in the opposite direction, screaming my head off as he gave chase.

And, in any other dream, I would've done just that.

However, at that moment, something seemed to turn off in my brain. Perhaps it was my survival instincts. Or maybe it was my last two brain cells. Whatever the case, the thing that should've told me to run away from this man at once wasn't there…

The following is an account of what happened next: (Some specific details may be missing.)

In my Barbara character form, I sauntered over to the general, him still staring at me as he unfolded his gloved arms and placed them on both arms of the sofa. Once I got mere inches away from the space between his legs, I dropped down to my knees. Looking up at him with an expression unknown to me, I reached out... Pulled out my shoe shine kit... And began to give him a shoeshine...

No. That's not what happened. I wish it did. Because that would’ve been hilarious. But it didn't...

Instead, I, or he, (I can't remember.) unbuckled/unbuttoned his pants and... freed him from his prison...

Now, here I was, kneeling before an American general, my hands gripping his legs as I stared at his now exposed crotch and- Okay, you get the picture.

I then... got to work.

Despite being forever-alone IRL, I tried my best to "pleasure" this strange man. However, trying to fit the whole thing into my mouth was like catching a slippery bar of soap that's a bit smaller than average. Nevertheless, I still tried. It was a strange feeling. I don't remember whether I glanced up like I was looking for approval or if I kept my eyes down during this. Though, I probably had the stupidest expression on my face, my eyes big and wide as I quickly bobbed up and down the best I could...

The general did not say a word. Not even a grunt or a moan escaped his mouth. He just sat there, his arms firmly resting on the ends of the sofa as he stared down at me with those cold, blue eyes...

After a moment that was a bit of a blur, I stood up and began to head for the stairs, the general not too far behind. However, when I reached the entrance to said stairs, I guess he decided to actually do something for once. Because, next thing I know, I'm being picked up and carried up the stairs by this dude, bridal-style.

Once he reached the door at the top of the stairs, he opened it without somehow dropping me. He continued onwards, carrying me into the room.

The room upstairs was quite large, though it was also quite empty, with little furniture inside. The only thing inside the room? A bed. Or, more accurately, a bed that had been fused with a sectional couch in a horrific experiment. Reaching this strange piece of furniture, he plopped me down onto it, his hands quickly reaching for his pants and undoing them. Because yes, he had apparently buttoned up his pants after the "shoe-shine." Why? I have no clue.

I was now lying on my back, in the Missionary position, with my legs splayed out and my arms raised above my head. I was wearing nothing but a white top and a pair of frilly socks, but those got removed at some point, too.

The general, meanwhile, had his hands wrapped around my waist, his white silk gloves slightly creased. His... thing was... ready for action... He was still almost fully clothed (Say for well… you know) as he met my gaze. He stared down at me silently, like he was trying to communicate telepathically with me.

Still not speaking, he loosened his grip on my waist, caressing it (softly??) as his hands traveled to my hips. Then, tightening his grip on my hips, he positioned himself against the entrance before pushing inside. I vaguely remember feeling nervous during this, clenching from the intrusion.

In an instant, I was being fucked into the furniture monstrosity at a regular pace. The general's golden hair swayed back and forth as he stared at me, not a sound escaping his almost-hidden lips.

As I said, my survival instincts in this dream seemed nonexistent. So, I was treating this like it was regular sex, probably moaning like a dumb bitch as this man did his thing. At some point, he bottomed out, resulting in him fucking me at a faster pace. For some reason, I didn't care. I was mindless, clueless, too utterly stupid to realize what this man was capable of. I just wanted to be fucked like a mindless animal.

Actually, now that I think about, I remember the interaction being quite awkward. Like, it was exactly how you’d picture doing it with a man who didn’t understand the concept of “pleasing everyone besides yourself.” This wasn’t a person who I felt a deep personal connection with.

(Listen, I like my men big and vocal. This man was neither of these things…)

The rest of what happened is a blur. However, I will describe the aftermath...

Awakening from my slumber ever so slowly, I yawned, my arms outstretched. It was around 5 AM, so it was still dark outside. At first, as I adjusted to my awake state, I thought of the dream as normal, usual even.

"*Sigh of relaxation* What a nice dream!" I naively thought.

But then, as the minutes passed, a strange sensation set in. A feeling of confusion... bewilderment... Consciousness, Common Sense, Basic Brain Responsibility! Whatever you call it! It seems that it was starting to return to me.

And return it did... at the worst time possible...

My eyes began to widen. My jaw hung agape. If I was in a cartoon, my hair would have turned all crazy and spikey. A horrified expression is what was forming on my face...

Realizing what had transpired hit me harder than a truck hitting an armadillo on a Texas road. Harder than an 18-wheeler that ran over a pedestrian and broke all their bones being hit by a lawsuit from David Law Firm! HARDER THAN CALLING 444-4444! THERE'S ONLY ONE NUMBER TO REMEMBER! AND THAT'S FOUR!-

"Wait... did I just-"

You know that scene in a cartoon where a character yells "Nooooooooo!!!" After something goes horribly wrong...?

Yeah, that was me...

But on the inside...

"No..."

"NOOO!"

Feelings of horror and disgust coursed through my veins! What the fuck had I just done?! What the fuck did my brain just conjure up!? I can deal with fucking animatronic weasels! But dead American generals from the 1800s!? HELL NO...!

I wanted to die.

Even though nobody had personally witnessed whatever the fuck just happened, I still wanted the earth to swallow me whole like someone had. Let me die under the crust, where it's like a bajillion degrees.

It was utterly mortifying. I felt like screaming, but if I did that, then the neighbors would not be pleased. So, for the next hour, I sat there, trying to mentally block out the things I saw in that dream while also repeatedly asking myself,

"GOD WHY?!?"

However, soon, I could ask this question no longer. The day I woke up was a school day. I had to get ready for the long day ahead of me.

For the rest of the day, flashbacks of that dream would pop into my head. And, each time, I would recoil in disgust...

I later learned that same day that George had gonorrhea!

I still occasionally have dreams where he randomly shows up unannounced. However, it is not the same magnitude as whatever the hell THIS dream was.

Anyway, thanks for reading! Here's some doggo eye bleach for your troubles!

[ask-a-bot]

Hi again Megatron

Sorry I annoyed you earlier

Glad you're doing OK, thanks for the medical knowledge! 😊 🤗 💗

I hope Op stops annoying you soon, but remember it"s okay to be sick and take care of yourself when you need to!

Love you! 💗

Hello. That is all right. You meant well.

They were being kind!

I'll deal with you later.

Yes, I am fine. Thank you. I am glad you liked my little bit of medical knowledge.

Haha! I hope Optimus stops annoying me too – for his sake. Joking aside, I thank you for the kind reminder. Yes, of course we are all allowed to take time for ourselves-

You included.

Yes, thank you, Optimus. I do believe that was the point being made!

And yet you seldom-

Will you be quiet?

Ahem. Cough! Um... thank you. For the love. I... uh... it is very nice. However, I have no idea who you are, so I won't say it back. I hope you understand.

Hahaha! 😆 🤣 😂

Please excuse the lunatic in the corner. He seems to be doing his best to make himself purge by laughing too much.