Bug 🐛😈🐛

Welcome! My name is Bug, please check out my fanfics, or maybe my original work, "Sometimes, Anarchy is Best", or SAIB for short. No, wait, definitely read SAIB. That series is my baby; insult it beyond constructive shit and watch me pump your head with lead!

"𝐍𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰!"

My pronouns are she/her, thank you very much, and you don't need to know my age so please don't ask. I'm also demiromantic and aceflux, so trying shit with me unless you want me to make a game out of tracking you down.

"𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬?! 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧!"

I have issues with anxiety and have very sudden-onset panic attacks. I'm always worrying, especially late at night. If you see me ranting on my message board, please don't be mean. Comfort or help or something, but don't be a jackass. That's just cruel.

"𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐈-𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲."

I live for angst and fluff with no inbetween. Give me hugs and cuddles and murder with no filler and I'm happy (:

"𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐅𝐢𝐳𝐳 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐈? 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐞?"

"𝐍𝐨. 𝐍𝐨, 𝐧𝐨, 𝐧𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫! 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫!"

Stay if you want, I'd love it if you did. But if you don't, that's fine! 

I'll just give you a goodbye bullet and send you on your way! 

"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞... 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘!!"