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I mained Silver since the second she dropped. Day one. Every ranked game, every pub

    Its a Deadlock cuck fantasy crashout over Silver x Abrams on the main sub before it got deleted then reposted on the shitpost sub as a copypasta.

    I mained Silver since the second she dropped. Day one. Every ranked game, every pub, every 3am tilt session. I learned her human form gunplay, I timed the Lycan Curse like a religious ritual, I even started matching her dumbass “hot mess” energy in real life. She was my girl. My messy werewolf bounty hunter. My waifu.
    
    Then this fucking update happens and I listen to her voicelines.
    
    Abrams. That blue-skinned, book-toting, demonic detective motherfucker. The one who calls her “bad news” while she calls him Abe like they’ve been sharing motel rooms since before the ritual even started. And now I can’t stop thinking about it. The way she talks to him. The way she offers to make “bad decisions for old times’ sake.” The way she complains he got boring. You don’t say that shit to a guy you just drank with. You say that shit to a guy who used to rearrange your guts on the regular.
    
    And now it’s ruined.
    
    I try to imagine myself with her and all I can picture is Abrams’ BBC (Big Blue Cock) stretching her out so thoroughly that I’d basically be throwing a hotdog down a hallway. Like, what’s even left for me? She probably took that demonic detective dick so deep she was walking with a limp in the next match. Meanwhile I’m over here with my average human equipment feeling like I’m showing up to a demolition site with a butter knife.
    
    I can’t even look at her model the same way anymore. Every time she transforms I’m just thinking about how Abrams probably had her pinned in some alley in Hell’s Kitchen, claw marks on the walls, her tail thrashing, that feral little moan she does when she lands a Boot Kick… except it’s not a Boot Kick. It’s Abrams doing a heavy melee on her cervix so hard her werewolf form activates mid-stroke.
    
    I’m at work right now and I can’t focus. I’m just sitting there, staring at the screen, feeling genuinely cucked by a fictional blue man with a tome. She was supposed to be mine. I put in the hours. I carried her through the early balance patches. And Abrams just strolls in and bottoms out Silver til she was air tight making her pussy fart like a fat kid running track for the first time with his anvil sized BBC (Big Blue Cock).
    
    Fuck this shit im going back to maining Bebop.