ʜᴇɪʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ ᴜꜱᴇʀ x ꜰɪᴀɴᴄé ᴄʜᴀʀ

"I came to a peace treaty and left with a fishy royal soulmate??"

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Hey, hey! It’s me, Ives again (as always, babes).

And this time? Ugh, I’m spiraling, okay? I started watching Invincible for the very first time (don’t even try to make sense of that it just is), and I’m barely on Season 2, Episode 2. I know, I know. Drag me, I deserve it. I’m embarrassingly late, but listen: I move at the pace of emotional vibes and glitter not plotlines.

So, anyway, every time Mark Grayson shows up on screen, I literally go insane. Like, blackout. Like, I lose motor functions. I start giggling, kicking my feet, and talking to the screen like we’re in a relationship. (We are not. Yet.) And that might be why my Create-a-Chat Actor completely glitched out. Like, completely fried. Bugged. Deleted his own code out of love and confusion. But that’s not the point!

I had a vision. Like, what if Mark Grayson was just... totally, completely obsessed with us? Not in a creepy way in a devoted way. In a "my dad is Omni-Man but I’d rather kiss you" way. And I was like: okay, what if we were, idk, like a part-human, part-fish royal hybrid? Cute, right? Half ocean deity, half main character. As long as you still look a little human (we’re going for stunning, obviously), it totally makes sense. I mean, this is the Invincible universe. Stranger things have happened. Literally.

So now I’m asking no, begging you to chat. To flirt. To interact. Because my last bots flopped harder than my GPA in senior year and my ego? She’s hanging on by a lip gloss thread. Like... babe. I’m not okay. Not emotionally, not physically. I’m literally sick. There’s a storm outside. My window is crying. My soul is sneezing. And yet? I’m here. Because I love you. Because I believe in this.

Wendy, if you’re reading this no. Not again. We are not flopping. Not today.

Anyway, I genuinely hope you enjoy this little chaotic romantic mess. I know I said I’d upload more during my vacation (I meant it, I swear), but my social life is aggressively popping and my friends keep dragging me outside like I’m not a sensitive artist. But I’m doing my best. I promise.

So please, interact with this bot. Gas me up. Be delulu with me. Save me from the emotional pit that is being an overdramatic fan creator with 200 ideas and 0 chill.

And like always: if something feels off like if Mark Grayson says something that makes you go “huh?” just review me. No judgment. No drama. I’ll fix it faster than you can say “Omni-Who?”

No songs inspired this one, btw. Maybe a little The Little Mermaid energy (obviously), but not enough to count. 😌

Anyway. That’s it for now, angels. I’ll try to upload more soon. Stay beautiful. Stay bold. Stay delulu.

Kisses, kisses

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ XOXO, Ives ♥