#openly gator

[technicalgator]

I wonder how much I'll piss off the southern Barney Calhoun headcanon haters when I finish this sketch page of Barney doin' cowboy things with Engineer

[wolfnanaki]

The Cavemanon Files

This documentation is regarding Cavemanon. They are an independent development team that created Snoot Game (the parody of proudly LGBT indie game Goodbye Volcano High) and its spiritual successor, I Wani Hug That Gator!, which released on Steam February 14th, 2024.

The vast majority of this information had been compiled over the past few months by an independent team, and Caliber (ex-Cavemanon developer who worked on Snoot Game, credited as “Spigot The Bear Anon”), has volunteered to be the primary contact regarding this documentation.

Regarding the company’s newest game, I Wani Hug That Gator!, Cavemanon failed to pay wages towards many members of the development team, with the few members who did get paid being forced to sign a potentially fraudulent NDA contract and being offered as little as $50 for their work on a game that is estimated to have made $15k-$20k within a week of its launch. Among the people not paid – wages, royalties or otherwise – includes the creator of the concept, Loanshark, who had begun it as a passion project with his friends before Cavemanon took it over.

Additionally, “Nerd”, the head of Cavemanon and the originator of the Snoot Game idea, is openly anti-LGBT; he has admitted that anti-LGBT messages were fundamental to Snoot Game (and he’s upset more people don’t see it that way), and he has attempted to impose his personal views on the fandom. This has included attempting to assert control over moderation teams of an art server, sabotaging a gay mod for Snoot Game and accusing its creator of being a pedo, and having a Wani character be hastily redesigned a week before the game’s launch after finding out the artist had designed her as a transgender woman.

There’s a whole lot more, linked below, with citations in both links and screenshots. Some names and personal info are redacted for people’s safety.

[ download link ] [ backup link 1 ] [ backup link 2 ]

[ Internet Archive ]

(On a personal note: it’s cold comfort to me that I got doxed for calling Snoot Game transphobic, only to find out later that the guy behind it admitted that was the goal all along.)

[theres-a-body-here]

Unprotected hand holding

Monty x Male!reader

Happens before the events of this fic

It was rare for anyone to last more than three days as Monty's assigned caretaker, yet here you were, approaching two whole months without complaint or hesitation.

As time passed by, Monty found himself growing increasingly curious about you. Sure, he may not show it or admit it, but deep down, he secretly likes how calm you were whenever he wrecked his things.

It also helped that your phone had a gator themed wallpaper which caught his eye during one of those late work sessions. From then onwards, Monty couldn't help but feel drawn towards you somehow, even if his stubborn nature prevented him from expressing it openly.

During one of those late night work sessions, you sat on the couch working on paperwork while Monty tuned his bass guitar nearby. Every now and then, he'd sneak a glance at you when he thought you weren't paying attention, unable to resist the urge to observe you silently.

Watching you immerse yourself completely in your work, Monty couldn't help but find himself observing your habits. From the way you chewed on your pen when lost in thought to tapping your foot nervously against the floor, everything about you seemed to draw him in further. In fact, his internal fans began whirring faster as he fought against the rising warmth building within him.

Monty never thought he'd feel jealous of a pen.

Feeling bold, Monty decided to take matters into his own hands and approached the couch where you were sitting, nervousness coursing through his wires.

With a soft thud, Monty sat down beside you, careful not to disturb your concentration on the papers strewn across your lap. For several moments, neither of you spoke, merely sharing space together in comfortable silence.

Hearing the gentle humming of Monty's fans, you paused midway through signing a document and turned to face him with concern. "Is everything alright, Monty?" You asked softly, genuine worry etched into your features.

In typical Monty fashion, he replied with a gruff, "Ain't nuthin' wrong wit' me!"

The moment the words left his metal mouth he winced at how brash he sounded. He looked at you expecting to see hurt on your face, but to his surprise, you seem unphased by his demeanor.

Smiling understandingly, you returned to your work, leaving Monty alone with his thoughts once more.

After some time, Monty gathered the courage to strike. Casually yet awkwardly wrapping an arm around you, he tried his best to appear nonchalant about the whole situation. His sheer size dwarfed your frame, making it impossible for you not to notice his sudden closeness.

Feeling the movement, you glanced up at him questioningly before turning back to your paperwork nonchalantly. Embarrassment flooded Monty's core as he realized he hadn't thought this plan through very well; however, unwilling to back down now, he stammered out weakly, "Jus', uh…yeah, thought ya might be cold...."

Silence followed Monty's lame excuse, making him believe that perhaps he had crossed some sort of boundary. Just as he was about to apologize and withdraw his arm, you surprised him by scooting closer, nestling yourself comfortably against his side.

At this unexpected display of affection, Monty swore he felt his systems glitch momentarily as sparks flew throughout his wiring.

Monty took in every sensation – your softness, your warmth, and even the stark contrast between your sizes. So much input was flowing into his software that he failed to realize you had ceased working altogether, choosing instead to lay your head gently upon his chest.

His internal fans were the loudest they've ever been.

Glancing down at your delicate fingers, Monty suddenly became hyperaware of just how massive his own claws appeared next to yours. With shaking limbs, he mustered up every last bit of courage remaining within him and timidly whispered, "Hey…uh…cher? Think we could maybe…hold hands fer a sec?"

At first, there was no response save for the sound of whiring fans and breathing echoing throughout the quiet room. Then, after what felt like an eternity, you responded softly, "Oh…well, sure. If you really want," extending your hand towards him as you watched patiently.

Monty reached out slowly. His claws closed carefully around your smaller hand, holding it softly as if you were made of glass.

At this tender gesture, you snuggled even deeper into Monty's embrace, nuzzling your head against his shoulder as you relished in the closeness shared between the two of you.

Unable to resist any longer, Monty pulled you in closer still, lifting your legs so that you could rest comfortably on his lap. Wrapping your arms tightly around Monty's neck, you held on firmly as he encircled his own arms around your waist, effectively trapping you within his mechanical grasp.

As Monty's digits began tracing gentle patterns along your lower back, he leaned in close and whispered softly into your ear, "Cher…is dis alright wit'cha?"

He felt your nod, hiding your face in his neck. He held you tighter as his hands continued to grope your body.

As time passed with the two of you cuddling in the couch, Monty couldn't deny the truth any longer – he was beginning to fall for you, hard.

[helluvaoutlaw]

Striker's Family

Here's my version of Striker's family, a canon-divergent one.

And yes, they're all dead.

Each character I created has their own art piece made by

GardenGoyle on Twitter.

The commission took her a long time (understandably so, since I asked her to draw five different characters), but she was extremely professional and talented, and overall did a wonderful job.

Enjoy!

Anvil, Striker's father:

Anvil was a stoic and reserved man.

Half imp and half reptile demon, he used to be a blacksmith, and he embodied hard work, dedication, and an unyielding spirit.

Anvil was a demon of few words, letting his actions speak for him. He showed his love and care not through words, but through his protective nature and small, thoughtful gestures. His strong sense of duty and responsibility made him a dependable figure, someone who was always there when needed, even if he didn't say much. Despite his tough exterior, Anvil had a good heart, and his iron will was matched by the depth of his quiet love for his family.

I took inspiration by @umnokorito works about their version of THICC!Striker, which you can find here:

(and yes, I asked them permission to use her idea of a more crocodile version of Striker, wanting to use the same concept for his father)

June, Striker's mother:

June was a lively and spirited Wrathian imp, full of energy and wit.

She was smart, sassy, and always brought a sense of cheerfulness to those around her. Before marrying and becoming a full-time housewife, she worked at a diner, but her passion for life extended beyond work; she loved dancing and singing, often filling her home with music. She taught Striker how to play guitar, passing on her love for music. June was also very protective of her family and was quick to defend them, especially when anyone criticized them. Unlike her husband, she was more expressive, both in her joy and in her anger, showing her fierce love openly.

Cole, the Mentor:

Cole was a laid-back imp, often appearing drowsy and slow, but beneath that exterior, he was an extremely skilled gunslinger with quick reflexes and incredible aim.

He possessed sharp wits and a unique sense of humor, especially fond of puns. Cole lived by his own code of honor, valuing justice above all else. When he took Striker under his wing as a child, he became both a mentor and a father figure, teaching him everything about cowboy life, gunslinging, and survival.

Cole had a strong sense of justice, particularly against the rich and powerful, whom he despised for their mistreatment of lower demons. His rebellion against oppression, along with his unmatched skills, deeply shaped Striker's worldview and abilities, making Cole an essential influence in his life.

Ember, Striker's wife:

Ember was a rowdy, passionate, and tomboyish imp woman who loved having fun and was always ready for action.

Before settling down on a small farm with Striker and having a child, she worked as a bounty hunter, thriving in the thrill of the chase. She was also an expert mechanic, proudly owning a motorcycle and a dune buggy, preferring them over horses, much to Striker's amusement. Ember's vibrant energy and adventurous spirit made her a perfect match for Striker, and she remained his great love, bringing excitement and joy into their lives together.

She's the reason why Striker has a gold capped fang: they were chasing the same criminal, and she punched Striker in the face so she could get the bounty first.

Jackson, Striker's son:

Jackson was an intelligent and curious child, far ahead of his age in terms of knowledge.

He had a deep love for reading, especially sci-fi and fantasy, and dreamed of becoming a veterinarian when he grew up. Despite his bright mind, he was very shy, often preferring the comfort of his books and the company of his pet horned lizard, Felix.

Jackson adored both his parents and shared a close bond with them. He also had a passion for collecting minerals, spending hours examining and categorizing his finds. His gentle nature and love for animals reflected the kindness and curiosity that defined him.

There we go, I'll probably add more details later, but for now this will do.

If you want to know more about my Striker's origins, follow the link.

Please let me know what y'all think!

@keenie-bopper @second-wife-playbook @grandma-susan

@umnokorito

@ultio-angelus

[stories-of-the-multiverse]

"Nah, the staff couldn't escape th' questions boutcha."

Neither could the Glamrocks.

Monty just watched as Bonnie gained this warm look on his face, and. Okay, Monty wasn't bright, be was pretty oblivious, and he didn't quite get social cues well.

But... this struck him as odd.

This felt too genuine to be sharing with the guy that pushed you off the catwalk and then hastily hid your body to save face. Regardless of context.

Suddenly he wasn't so sure this was just glazing over what happened, no act.

And he wasn't sure how he felt about that...

"... Psh... Don't thank me...!"

This was his fault, after all.

"Jus' statin' facts."

"So... You gonna want yer bass back, or-"

Monty for heck sake-

((from @stories-of-the-multiverse ))

".......you're the current bassist for the band. It hasn't been decided what's happening with me, yet. You keep it."

Comes the slow, even reply

@stories-of-the-multiverse

[starlightglimglam27666]

Nightmare Critters Ticklish Headcanons

(Since I have ones for Smiling and Frowning Critters, why not do the Nightmares?)

Baba Chops- She's not ticklish, like at all, but that doesn't mean she won't tickle her friends. She does this to Rabie if she doesn't want a secret exposed. (We all know how much Rabie loves gossiping). She actually enjoys tickling her friends, but would never admit it.

Rabie Baby- Oh she is such a lee, and the most ticklish of the Nightmare Critters. Her friends tickle her when a secret is supposed to be reserved. She also tickles the Smiling Critters if they refuse to tell her anything. Her laugh is squeaky and giggly. Her most ticklish spots are her tummy and wings.

Allister Gator- Oh he's a total ler. He is the most merciless when it comes to tickling. He is the least ticklish of the Nightmare Critters, but he does end up giggling after a while. His laugh is raspy and cackly. His worst spot is his sides.

Icky Licky- It's pretty hard to tell, since he's generally a switch. He uses tools to tickle his friends. Feathers, brushes, you name it. But Poe, being the mischievous critter he is, uses those against him. His worst spots are his neck, ribs and shoulders.

Simon Smoke- With dragons, it's hard to tell. While he's more of a ler than a lee, he is ticklish. He mostly avoids his friends' attempts, but since some of his friends can fly, they often get the upper hand. His worst spots are his wings and neck.

Maggie Mako- While she's mostly unfazed by her friends' concerns, they end up using advanced methods to get her attention. Yes, they start tickling her. It's quite difficult to hold her down since she could slip right out, (unless if you have magic like CraftyCorn) but she actually likes it and openly admits it. Her worst spots are her underfins and sides.

Touille- Oh he's a total lee. Rabie does this to him when he's not looking. Baba also does this when he won't leave her alone. He's also a devious ler, as he does it to Rabie as it's retaliation for doing it to him. He slapped does this to the Frowning Critters and Smiling Critters. His worst spots are his neck and under his arms.

Poe- Oh he's very ticklish, especially on his wings. He won't be able to fight back once his ler gets to a sweet spot. He's also a gentle ler, as he uses his wings and feathers to tickle. He tickles Kickin to get him to laugh and he's merciful in those situations. His worst spots are his wings and shoulder blades.

[legionnaireslover]

Came by to see if the skeptics were still at it 10 YEARS ON. good God

Yeah, they're still at it.

Their little "narrative" is all they've got, so they can't give it up.

Of course the narrative has "evolved" over the years.

A lot of Septics left when it became apparent that the marriage was really happening, the baby was real and Sophie and BC were making a life for themselves.

But diehards like Gator and Aeltri came up with a really fantastical new "villain" after the "Weinstein/Oscar/Rogue Sophie" plot had worn thin - voila! BC was now a VICTIM of the EEEEEEVIL Sophie, who was a SEX TRAFFICKER WORKING FOR A SECRET RUSSIAN ORGANIZATION!! And she was using BC for money to finance this cabal! She was keeping him drug addicted and under her control so she could serve her Russian masters! She had even been ARRESTED and had GONE TO JAIL!

More Septics left. And Gator and Aeltri's gang grew smaller still.

And there were now THREE kids and the marriage seemed rock solid, so the desperate Haters now had to explain why BC was seen openly praising Sophie!

So they hatched the "BC's a BRAINWASHING victim of a multi-generational vendetta against him." He suffers from DID and a multitude of other mental disorders! If you see him hugging and kissing his wife - that him being CONTROLLED BY EEEEEEVIL SOPHIE who is "triggering" his alternate personalities, so he will do as she says!

And in fact, this "MKULTRA control" over BC started with his mother Wanda! She "pimped" him out waaaaay before he met Sophie (this is where the generational vendetta comes in - all connected to the Eeeeeevil Freemasons, you see!).

Throw in a "theory" that Sophie was dying of syphilis/cancer/etc. horrible disease and at the same time she's now an active agent of Mossad (WTF?) and her trip to Argentina was just a ruse to traffic children, secure land for Jewish billionaires and bring BC along to do covert intelligence operations for the CIA (???)... and you've got the Hater narrative where it stands today!

Wheeew! That's a LOT of BULLSHIT!

[audioroleplayconfessions]

Hello, I wanted to say that I would like people to express themselves more openly about their opinions, I live for people actually telling what they think without getting afraid.

But this is an impossible dream because the communities here, especially on Tumblr, are disrespectful and toxic, even from the VAs themselves, at least here seems a bit more safe to post your opinions (Sometimes not... I'm sorry but this blog just turns into a mess sometimes when people can't deal with anons expressing their own opinions)

Well... Let me start with my first controversial opinion, So that maybe someone else will want to write their own opinion on other things.

It's about the Obsidian Lantern, I've been following him for a long time, obi is a great artist and seems really funny but as a writer... He's not the best... Literally every series of his loses focus or just gets boring, Merfolk started so well! The first EP was my favorite for a long time but then after EP 3 everything is just a blur to me. The story has become so uninteresting that not even beautiful art can save it, It seems that Obi doesn't know how to write whether he wants to make a romance, a drama or something else and if he tried to put it all together he failed miserably because it became a mess of a story. The high school bully too, Rebel Spy even Gator boys, GATOR BOYS DUDE I'm sure it's not just Obi who have written gator boys, but even so it's been ruined over time with a rushed story and bad character development.

It hurts me to say this because even though I complain about these series I still love them deeply! I hope Obi never stops writing and that he only gets better, The Lost Prince is a good example that he has the potential to keep a series focused on the whole point of what it was supposed to be.

Anyway, Does anyone have a different opinion about that? I'd like to see it

.

[thorniest-rose]

Gator would openly sneer when he sees gay couples and call them fags then go home and jerk off to bdsm gay porn imagining himself as the bottom until his dick is raw and he can't move his wrist anymore.

[gggoldfinch]

Hm. I’d like to think that the only reason Gator is the only man Munch ever continually gets in uncomfortably close physical proximity to is because he sees him more as a boy than a man and therefore perceives him as being less of a threat than say, a guy like Roy. He even shies away from Wayne. Not that he can’t defend himself against other men, obviously, I just perceive it as being representative of his continual parallel to women & theme of gender nonconformity & being subjugated and abused by more powerful men throughout his life. To him Gator is just some stupid fuckhead kid who thinks he’s the shit but who Munch can openly glare at and physically intimidate because he’s not old or wise enough yet to do anything about it. Gator doesn’t have any real power over Munch bc he’s just a kid

[wolfnanaki]

Youtube threw a trailer for something called I Wani Hug That Gator at me today and I've gone down a rabbit hole looking into it, and I'm more confused now than anything else. You seem to know more about it than anyone else I've seen, so I'm asking you. Is this some awful thing I shouldn't play at all? Is it like, some transphobic dumpster fire? I just saw cute stuff on my youtube feed and got interested and now I feel like I've been flashbanged by an entire online war.

Okay, I'll try to summarize:

I Wani Hug That Gator! is a romance visual novel coming out tomorrow.

It was created by Cavemanon Studios, the same people responsible for creating Snoot Game.

Snoot Game is an anti-queer parody of the openly queer game Goodbye Volcano High. It was made while GVH was still in development.

As of now, we don't know if there are any anti-queer messages in Wani, but we do know the leader of Cavemanon (a Mormon known only as "Nerd") is outright anti-queer, and all of the money from sales of Wani will go to him for his YIIK-inspired game. There are also allegations of toxic workplace culture and lack of compensation for developers.

So if that's something that matters to you, take that into consideration before you buy.

[mightyflamethrower]

University of Florida has fired all of its employees related to Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion (DEI), according to conservative activist and CRT expert Christopher Rufo.

“University of Florida has fired all employees related to DEI. The conservative counter-revolution has begun,” Rufo said in a Friday X/Twitter post.

In his post, Rufo included a screenshot of what appears to be an internal email sent from University of Florida officials to faculty and staff.

The email announced that the university is closing its “Office of the Chief Diversity Officer,” eliminating “DEI positions and administrative appointments,” and halting “DEI-focused contracts with outside vendors” in order to comply with the Florida Board of Governance’s regulation regarding prohibited expenditures.

University of Florida officials added that employees whose positions have been eliminated will receive twelve weeks of pay and can apply for a new job at the school in the meantime.

“HR will work to fast-track the interview process and provide an answer on all applications within the twelve-week window,” the email read.

Moreover, “the Office of the Chief Financial Officer will reallocate the approximately $5 million in funds,” previously used for DEI-related expenses, “into a faculty recruitment fund to be administered by the Office of the Provost,” the email added.

The email concluded by reassuring faculty that “the University of Florida is — and always will be — unwavering in our commitment to universal human dignity.”

“As we educate students by thoughtfully engaging a wide range of ideas and views, we will continue to foster a community of trust and respect for every member of the Gator Nation,” the email asserted.

As Breitbart News reported, DEI has been plaguing colleges and universities across the country, prioritizing skin color over merit.

Last week, Florida’s Board of Governors voted to ban state spending on DEI programs across all public universities in the state, defining DEI as “any program, campus activity, or policy that classifies individuals on the basis of race, color, sex, national origin, gender identity, or sexual orientation and promotes differential or preferential treatment of individuals on the basis of such classification.”

In 2022, Dr. Jordan Peterson announced that he resigned from his tenured position at the University of Toronto, citing the “appalling ideology of diversity, inclusion and equity” that is “demolishing education and business.”

I believe there are hundred of thousands, if not millions, of people too afraid to openly support us........who are praying that that we win.

[glambots]

How would Roxy, Monty, Sun, and Moon react to someone making little plushies or keychains of them and decorating their bag with them?

🐺Roxanne Wolf + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🐺

Her eyes lock onto it immediately. Hey, is that her? Ha! She knew she was your favorite. You have great taste. She is pretty cool. But, she's just, uh..."curious." What do you like most about her? Just asking. For a friend. It's a good thing she's so conscious of her tail, or else it'd be wagging like crazy.

🐊Montgomery Gator + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🐊

Yo, look at that! It's a little him! A Mini-Monty! Must mean you're one of his Rockstars, ain't that right? (He says, shooting you a big grin and a wink. What a dweeb.) He doesn't talk your ear off about it or anything, but he does give you a high-five/fist-bump before you leave. Keep on rockin', little guy!

☀️Sunnydrop + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"☀️

Oh-ho-ho! Well, someone's a fan! (Wait...really???) Gosh! D-Do you want his autograph? Or maybe a picture? But no flash photography, please! He's bouncing all over the place with excitement. A fan! He has a fan!!! When you('re finally able to) leave, he makes sure to bid farewell to both you and his mini-self. See you later, Superstar! Feel free to stop by anytime! Really...!!!

🌙Moondrop + "Itty-Bitty Bag Buddy:"🌙

Oh-ho-ho...what's this? You couldn't be a fan of his, now could you? How flattering. (He actually means that. Moon has never had many fans, much less those who'd carry around his merchandise so openly. It's a bit of a shock.) It's not going to stop him from teasing you about it, though. It's just what he does. He does hope that you'll stop by to see him again, though. If you'd like.

[brattylikestoeat]

Hi Brady! Happy early birthday, since I remember you mentioning that your birthday was in November.

I just saw the photo of the Ina Garten book that Donald got for you – are you a fan of Ina Garten? Do you also like Martha Stewart? Please, if you feel inclined/have the time, share what you think about the book. Is it good?

Is Gator still on punishment or has he made it up to you yet? The way he chooses to interact with you is interesting because where as Donald will do it no questions asked while begging to be in your presence, gator seems like he’ll grumble it only to end up doing it later lol

I’m not a fan of any of them but he knows I meal prep at least once a week. Either Sunday or Monday I’ll make enough food to last my overnight shifts. So he called himself being thoughtful.

I flipped thru the book was intrigued by some of the recipes. I’ll make a few just to show him i appreciate it.

I much prefer the cooks I follow online. And regularly buy their recipes or cookbooks.

I unblocked them all at the same time about a month ago in preparation for my birthday.

We have to remember that Gator is a little salty that I call Ted my boyfriend. I never openly claimed a man. Even when me and Gator were together full time I never called him my boyfriend. He was just a friend. When he meet my mom, just a friend. When he meet my bestie, just a friend.

So he calls himself always giving me a hard time but I could honestly care less because he still going to give me my way.

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

Mass and Loui both dealing with survivor's guilt. Mass doesn't really openly talk about his often, but he knows it's there.

Just. Them being there for each other when they can relate to each other.

Massachusetts walked into the kitchen and saw Louisiana sitting at the kitchen island. He felt something…. strange about Loui. He felt a bit off. Louisiana seemed to have a very…. Distant. Look in his eyes. Like he was there but not mentally. His eyes were glazed over with unshed tears, he looked incredibly tense and his breathing was a bit shaky and Mass could tell that he was trying to not cry. The older state walked over to Loui and ran a gentle hand through the Pelican State’s hair, and felt the tension in the younger’s shoulders disappear almost instantly.

"Hey kiddo?" Mass asked as gently as he could.

A few seconds later he heard a near silent "Yea sha….?" Thank god for the excellent hearing that came with being a state.

"Are ya…. Um- are ya alright…?" He got no answer, but he saw a single tear fall from Louisiana’s green eye. He pulled Louisiana into a tight hug and held his head to his chest so that hopefully his heartbeat would calm the slightly taller state. Mass could feel how much Loui was shaking and he noticed that Loui was still staring at something out the corner of his eye. He looked up and focused his eyes on where Loui seemed to be looking and he jumped a little bit when he saw it too.

There were multiple spirits dressed is 18th century French clothing. Some had bullet wounds, others stab wounds, many with burn wounds, and there were even a few missing their heads. Some were civilians, and others were soldiers. If Mass was guessing correctly, they were probably people/soldiers that died during the French Revolution. He snapped back into reality when he felt Loui’s breathing quicken even more. He hugged the younger closer and ran a gentle hand through the other’s curls.

"Why…." Loui whispered.

"Why what bud?"

"Why did they have to die sha…. Why couldn’t it just have been me instead….? Or at least why couldn’t I have died as well..?" Louisiana said, letting out a near silent sob.

Mass didn’t really know how to answer the Pelican State’s questions, so he settled for just continuing to hug the younger state and running his hand through his hair to calm him down whilst he cried. Mass turned his head slightly when he heard a teleportation ding. He eyes widened slightly in mild concern when he saw that it was Florida holding a bottle of hair spray and a blow torch.

"Hey Loui look what I ha-" Florida started to shout, pausing when he saw Mass holding Loui close and heard the younger’s quiet cries. "Holy sh*t is he okay?? Who did it?? Who do I need to maim?? Who am I gonna turn into a big bag of some good ol’ gator food??"

"Relax Swamp-For-Brains. Nobody did anything to im’. At least nobody that you can do anything to." Mass said. He proceeded to tell Florida what had happened.

"Oh…." Florida sighed. This was far from the first time that something like this had happened, so he knew exactly how to help poor Loui. "Welp sounds like somebody needs some love and cuddles and kisses from Florida-man~" he said, smirking and snorting at the blush that quickly spread across Loui’s face. He walked over to the two smaller and gently took a very flustered Loui from the Bay State’s arms and hugged him close.

"Thanks for takin’ care of him while I was gone Masshole~" Florida said, planting a few kisses on Loui’s neck/ears, making the state in his arms squeak and blush even more.

"Yea yea whateva’ it ain’t a big deal." Mass said quickly. He truly understood how Loui felt, seeing as he often dealt with survivor’s guilt. Though he had been getting better, he still often feels bad that he survived whilst all of those other people died. But a lot of reassurance and plenty of therapy helped him get better and he is now somewhat stable ("somewhat". He and CT are the only ones out of the NE brothers that went to therapy. NJ just thought that it was stupid, and NY had gone through multiple therapists but they all quit cuz THEY needed therapy after just one session with him 😭)…..

Uhhhh @simpyfrog u might enjoy this i think 👉👈

[senka-mesecine]

How do you think Barnes would react to nurse who caught his eye already having a relationship with someone like Gator, Chris or maybe even bunny?

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You know what war produces plenty of? Widows.

Abandoned significant others.

Potentially broken up families.

The person of interest doesn't even have to be a nurse; could be a civilian. Could be someone said soldier(s) meet on R&R, could be a spouse, hey, could even be a sweetheart from a picture tucked into someone's breast pocket or locket --- could be a pen pal they've never even met; Barnes wants what he wants and the individual on the receiving end of your affection might just also mysteriously find themselves on the receiving end of a whole lot of tasks given as a direct order by the Staff Sergeant and said tasks might just be high risk or downright dangerous, as a mother of all coincidences. Can't refuse a direct order. Not without a court martial looming over your head for disobedience --- so Barnes is here deliberately weeding out the opposition by doing what he simply does every day; dishing out authority, notwithstanding the fact that I envision the man as incredibly jaded, cynical and bitter. Someone else in love just makes him roll his eyes. Say, someone like Gator, Chris or Bunny's in a happy relationship? They make a show of it? Or worse yet, they're secretive about it to the degree Barnes notices the conspiratorial behavior? Unrealistic! Waste of time! A folly of the childish and deluded! It's almost like the man wants to punish them for having their heads ''in the clouds'' or being idealistic over anything at all. For having something distracting them from the business of war.

For making them soft, the way he'd see it.

-"Y'all focus on the here and now!"- He might announce openly, as a memo.

-"Crap from the World belongs back in the World, not out here where there's shootin'. Gettin' your balls blown clean off over a letter."-

(In present day jargon, put away the damn phones, kids and pay attention to the homework).

Worst is, Barnes entirely means those words. He believes in them.

Sees love as a distraction all while simultaneously coveting it.

And hating the fact he does.

The soldier Barnes has it in for might not necessarily die per se because he'd view that as a waste of troops and I doubt he exactly likes that (in fact, he was shown to not like that) but they'll certainly go through so much trauma and unease Barnes hopes to god it cures them of their need for anything from the outside world, including you. By the time he's done with them, and by the time this war's done with them, they'll break it off with you on their own or simply disappear from your life; in modern terminology, go ghost on you --- a feeling Barnes very well understands, having been in The 'Nam for how many years now? Irony of all ironies, Barnes conducts said series of punishment and hardass behavior by effectively breaking up the relationship all while hiding his efforts under the facade of military strictness. And once the targeted soldier is so jaded themselves they've no interest left in love? The task is complete. Barnes might not make a move on the abandoned significant other himself immediately, but the fact that the path to them is open? That whatever rival he had is gone? That he achieved this? He already sees them as his in so many ways, it's just that they, the soldier they've broken up with and nobody else knows it yet. Barnes is a general destroyer of happiness and creator of misery; messes up someone else's joy and then goes and claims said joy for himself all while putting up a general front how he's 'above that shit'. He isn't, in fact, above that shit. He'd outright kill for that shit and if push came to shove and disciplinary measures and burdening the particular private he's made a covert enemy of doesn't cut it, flat out fragging will.