#ask-the-itch

[eisernedrossel-archive]

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...so. What exactly was this?No, fair question, really. Here she was, opening the door to her cozy little bedroom, frosted donut in her teeth while another hand held an open book on which her violet eyes were fixed almost too enthusiastically.Before trailing upwards, and almost dropping both the pastry and the reading material. Someone was on her bed.Someone. Was. On. Her. Bed. Without saying a word (mouth was, otherwise, occupied), she'd simply backed away and closed the door again, prefering to think they'd go away by itself the next time she'd enter the room. 

[mechanicsofcorruption]

Babe~

We kissed by accident:[] continue kissing[x] smile[x] awkward[] walk away[] be like wtf [x] kiss you backIf you hugged me:[x] hug you back[x] let you[] hug you heaps more[] push you awayWould I date you?[] yes[] no[x] maybe[] probably[] already haveYou should:[] text me[] get in my bed now[x] talk to me more[x] come see me [] leave me alone!

[cavewomanjohnson-blog]

ask-the-itch replied to your photo: Well, it is my first Munday, so … HI! Look how...

((OMG YOU ARE ADORABLE UGH SO CUTIE))

((Thank youuuuu <3))

moronsapien replied to your photo: Well, it is my first Munday, so … HI! Look how...

((GOD WHAT A BABE))

((I CALL BIAS but I also know you mean it))

[boundbyscience]

ask-the-itch replied to your post: TO START OFF THE DAY, WE KICK GLADOS OUT OF THAT...

-grumbles about people taking her job-

insanityprone replied to your post: TO START OFF THE DAY, WE KICK GLADOS OUT OF THAT...

AHAHAHAHAHAHA LUV YOU DO NEED TO LOOSEN UP—

@Malady - At the sound of irritation, the AI offers a reassuring little smirk, dismissing the anon's attempt. "You are likely the only threat to my long-standing resistance to euphoria. Your purpose is secured."

@Moron - "No."

[that-kind-moron]

Hello (the drabble, not actually 'hello'. XD;))

Wheatley chuckled a bit. It was wonderful, having full control of the facility. He was free to do whatever he wanted and- "Something isn't feeling right..." He turned and twisted a bit, trying to figure out what he was feeling."Need some help?" a voice asked. He turned, seeing an android standing in front of him, "Just who are you?" She smiled, moving to sit by his side, "I can help you with that... itch your feel." She smiled at him.

[moneypitguardian-blog]

She leans up, having to stand on her toes in order to kiss him gently on the cheek. Then she leads him back through the portal with his new cube. "We'll see you soon, Voldo. Don't forget us, okay?"

He follows her back through the portal and puts his hand on his cheek where she kissed him. He nods, and then uses that hand to wave goodbye.

[moneypitguardian-blog]

"We'll be right back," she says quietly, leaving him alone with the hum of the computers for a short while. She returns, grunting as she carries something with her. It has the most wonderful scent to it, like perfume and flowers. She eases it into Voldo's arms: a hefty cube decorated with a large, pink heart on all six sides. As it comes into contact with Voldo, it starts playing a quiet tune, the same tune she was humming while asleep. "This is - well, this is a part of us. Please keep it."

Voldo holds the strange cube and stares at it silently. He recognizes the humming and brushes his fingers over the sides of it. His shoulders quake and he nods, hissing softly.

"Th...ank...you..." He says quietly.

[moneypitguardian-blog]

A crane delivers a crude replacement leg, which she takes and attaches with a metal pin. She gets to her feet, grabbing Voldo by the shoulders and ushering him toward the open portal. Come on, now. Sadly, you don't belong here." Her hands drop, and she sighs. "Not that we don't /want/ you here. Goodness knows we could use the company. And maybe you could use it, too." She pauses. Nothing has happened yet - no apocalypse, no alerts to any paradoxes in time. Maybe... "We - we need to think."

Voldo stands up and allows her to lead him to the portal. Of course, she's right. He doesn't belong here. But, it'll be sad to see her go. He's all alone back at home...

He looks to her when she says she needs time to think. About what, he wonders? But he doesn't ask, he simply remains silent.