#guzma pokemon fic

[bunniesbearsandadventures]

Heyyyyy you!

Yeah all of y'all

I am planning on writing a Guzma x (Me)/Self insert that's an AU based on Spiderman.

I want to write my self insert as a spiderwoman/Spinarakwomen AU with Guzma as sort of a Mary Jane type where my self insert tries to fight the Aether Foundation (mostly faba who's portrayed as Doc. Oc/ Doc. Ten(tacruel).

Would that be something y'all are interested?

(Don't worry Guzma still has his personality the same. He is just going to be the love interest/secondary main character my self insert is fighting for.)

When I post/update this story it will be on my side blog :@teamskulladventures

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[i-write-boop-spoops]

Rainy evenings - Guzma x reader

short, but cute guzma fic (approx 400 words)! thanks for the request anon! no warnings, just fluff! gn! reader!

prooofreading? in this economy? i think NOT!

Enjoy!

It’s raining outside.

Soft, gentle pattering on the roof. The breeze too, is tender and quiet. Raindrops dawdle down the window glass and catch in the light of the nearby streetlamp. The night sky is heavy with dark cloud, yellow light leaks in through the open curtains. Aside from the odd rattling or snicker that is common in the Shady House, it is oddly serene.

It’s moments like this that make it hard to imagine Guzma as the big bad boss. With his face buried so thoroughly in your chest and his large arms wrapped so tightly, but lovingly, around your waist, seemingly fast asleep, he resembles more of a needy stufful than anything remotely tough or intimidating.

Your fingers absentmindedly play with his fluffy white hair; recently washed that evening, it is still a touch damp and smells strongly of mint. Coupled with the duvet, his body radiates a luscious warmth, one that even on a miserable night like this, makes you feel like you’ve just stepped into a perfectly heated bath. His weight atop you, is just an added bonus.

Really you don’t know why you’re still awake. You have seldom been as utterly at peace as you are now, listening to the rain while snuggling with the love of your life. You’re happy though, to witness him like this. You can’t see his face, but you know his expression is undoubtedly precious.

Still, you should probably get some shut-eye. You have a somewhat early start, meeting an old friend for brunch. You sigh and remove your hand from his hair, intent on hunkering down for the night,

He stirs, his hand slithers out from bemeath you and grabs your wrist, placing your hand back on his head. He doesn’t utter a thing, nor does he lift his head up from your chest, instead he just returns to embracing you.

You stifle a chuckle; the sound no doubt reverberating in your chest. It’s honestly one of the most adorable things you’ve ever seen him do – and yet, it was so undeniably him at the same time. You lean in and place a kiss on his forehead, his locks tickling your nose, you feel him nuzzle your chest and hug you tighter in response.

You run your finger through his hair again, slowly, carefully, lulling him, and yourself, into that cosy, dreamy, liminal space between wakefulness and sleep. Your eyes fall closed and as you listen to the rain, while your beloved rests peacefully on your chest.

[sleepy-crypt1d]

if i took requests for fics, mainly reader x canon, would anyone be interested??

fandoms being borderlands, subnautica, inscryption, dialtown, portal, creepypasta <- primarily these

POSSIBLY things like outlast, uncharted, the stanley parable, stardew, pokemon but specifically Guzma, bioshock, homestuck

idk i have like a huge range of interests, but i wanna work my brain a little bit and do some random oneshots to get back into the flow of writing so i can finally finish my main fic lol

fine with fluff, angst, smut, whatever, some darker topics I'll steer away from simply cuz of what im comfortable with but!! if i opened up taking small oneshot requests for x reader fics would anyone be interested??

[mossysmolboy]

Horror Movie 

Guzma x little male reader 

Reader pronouns: He/Him 

Word count: 606

Content warning!: Horror movie gross stuff discussed (not described!), and Guzma being called (SFW) daddy as a nickname just once! 

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I hid in Guzma's chest, I love horror movies and stuff but I haven't watched this one yet, and it was scary. He smiled and stroked my head, running his fingers through my hair saying, "It's okay baby, it's just a movie" and I nodded, I slowly peaked out from his chest only to have his hand cover my eyes, "this parts a bit gross" he said and by the sound of the movie he was right. 

"Do you want me to turn it off? We can always finish it when you're not so small" he asked and I shook my head, "no, I wanna finish it" I said, pulling away from his chest and pushing his hand down at the wrong time and jumping at what was on the screen and hiding back in his chest shaking a little and whining. "Okay, I'm turning it off," he said and turned the movie off, running his fingers through my hair. 

"You can always tell me to turn off what we're watching hun... Do you want to watch a scary movie you've already seen?" I sniffled a little and nodded quietly saying, "m sorry, I wanted to watch your favourite with you... And I was too scared..." I said looking down a little. He lifted my chin and smiled saying, "It's perfectly okay to be scared, hun. You just gotta tell me, and how about I tell you a secret, hmm?" He suggested and I nodded, "okay" I mumbled. "The first time watching it, I had to pause it and take a break" he said smiling at me. 

"Really?" I asked and he nodded smiling "Really, now how about we watch a scary movie we know we aren't scared of anymore, okay?" He said and I nodded, "okay" I replied, "that's my boy, which one?" I thought for a little and said, "Coralline!" Excited and he nodded getting up. "Okay hun" he replied and I smiled, watching as he set up the movie. "Remember when you made me watch this at night the first time and I was all freaked out?" Guzma reminded and I giggled nodding, "Mhmm!" I hummed, he smiled and shook his head turning the movie on and sitting back next to me. 

I snuggled up in his chest, watching the movie and smiling at Coraline and Wybie taking pictures of the slug. "Baba bug?" I asked and he smiled looking down at me "Yes, baby bug?" He replied and I put my head back on my chest, "just making sure" I said. I could almost hear his eyes rolling "What, making sure I haven't fallen asleep? I should be 'making sure' with you, bug" he said, getting playfully defensive and I giggled, "I love you, Daddy" I said, nuzzling into his chest, "Love you too, baby boy" he replied, holding me closer to him and I smiled. 

Not long after Coraline was pushed into the mirror and met the ghost children I started to feel tired, trying hard to stay awake. Guzma had noticed how I was acting and paused the movie, "Noo!" I whined, rubbing my sleepy eyes, "Want to go to bed, hun?" He asked and I shook my head, "not yet" I huffed and he chuckled a deep chuckle that shook his chest, "too bad, we're going to bed and we can finish Coraline later, hun" he said, picking me up and bringing me to bed, we were already in our jammies and I smiled as he cuddled with me and I got one of my stuffies to also cuddle with as I slowly fell asleep snuggled into his chest. 

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[viridian-artist]

Fellas, I'm thinking about my silly little self insert for Pokémon Ultra Sun. They're just there for a vacation and to possibly start their life over and end up "adopting" these two kids (Hau and Lillie) as their siblings and end up falling for Guzma like a dumbass.

[bespectacled-bunny-writes]

We’re so BACK

[inviktales]

➤ alola grimsley has got me by the balls

Fandom: Pokemon

Chapters: 1 / 1

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Guzma / Grimsley

Characters: Guzma, Grimsley, Team Skull Grunts

Additional Tags: Sex, Rough Sex, Gay Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Creampie, Come Swallowing, Blow Jobs, Hair-pulling, Choking, Verbal Humiliation, Multiple Orgasms, Bottom Giima | Grimsley, Top Guzma (Pokemon), Wall Sex

grimsley gets railed against a wall. what more can i say

[teamskulladventures]

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Guzma x Amber(Zesty)

(a Spinarakwomen AU)

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Prologue: The story so far.

*Long Sigh* . . . Okay let's uh .  let's get this done and over with.

Hey everyone! No, too chiper . . Uh hey? No This is an intro, be confident!.  . uh  . hm. Okay, okay, okay. Deep breath in *Inhale* Deep breath out *exahle*.

Hi! Uh you might be wondering how I, an average woman, am capable of doing all of this. You know the running from building to building, the scaling walls, the uh . . swinging from street lamp to street lamp. Well, it isn't some new extreme form of Parkor. Let's just say that the craziest thing happened to me months ago that has changed my life for better and worse.

*Stopping my night swing I happen upon a TV store where the late night shows are playing. Each voice that cuts in and out spew cruel insults.*

"She's a danger!"

"She's a coward!"

"Children adore her; Parents hate her!"

"She must be locked away."

"That vigilante is not welcome here."

"She's a punk!"

"She's a disturbance."

"She's a . . .*

The sound of static fills the store as it cuts back to one giant TV. A man dressed in white and green speaks before the public. He barks at me through the screen.

"Spinarackwoman . . or whatever you call yourself. I personally would call you a no good theif and a liar as well!"

He states that last part with disdain.

"If you're out there listening . . watching. Mark my words I WILL find you. Alola has no place for troubling nuisances like yourself."

As the man walks away from the reporters, they shout for further details.

"Mr. Branch chief . . .Branch chief Faba!"

"Do you have a moment to explain!"

"Is this vigilante a danger to Alola!"

"Should the police be concerned!"

"Faba . . Faba . .Faba!"

As the news cuts back for commercials. I find myself taking all this in.

Yep, this is my new normal. So for all you folks back home, let me be clear on one thing. My name is Amber. I was an average person, with a semi-average life. I like to joke around, listen to music. I was once a late stage trial goer, started at nineteen. I hated it so I roughed around and found some people I would soon call my friends and family. I'm a gang member, where my new name became Zesty. Uh, let's just keep it brief and say it was a cooking instead gone wrong. I guess I'd call myself the cook of the group, though it's more often than not me just cooking grilled cheese and fries but, . . . I am getting side tracked. Anyways that life became my new normal until one day, one simple mission, changed my life into this one.

By day I am still very much a normal, Team Skull grunt, who wants to see the best happen to my crew. But, by nighot as far as I am aware, I am Alola's one and only Spinarakwoman, and trust me when I say it has not been easy.

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[saiyanshewolf]

Guess what I updated :P

[grismavessel]

Sorry about the lack of posts! (Work is eating up my life :3)

Have some Grimhilda doodles!

She has social anxiety to the max but also that weird girl vibe that she’ll ramble on and on about the bones she found in the woods to you if she’s cool with your vibe.

She only uncovers her face around friends and family. She’s a little self conscious about her eye scar (Guzma thinks it’s adorable)

[slowdrippingnoise]

did I ever outline my ideal rainbow rocket social dynamics chart (major groups, obviously theres lots of threads connecting everybody which need elaboration as well) mean girls club: giovanni, lusamine(she's here fight me), ghetsis, lysandre assortment of weirdos/dad moment: archie, cyrus, guzma(hes here on weekends) maxie: maxie

[bunniesbearsandadventures]

allow me to be silly for a sec; I feel like Rude by MAGIC! would totally be a guzma x reader song

you’re welcome and thank you

Oh.

Ohhh.

Ohhhhhhhhhh.

Hmm yesssss

[luvevee]

I forgot this was in my drafts lol

Chapter 1/2 of One Last Riot!

Summary: Just before Team Skull's about to disband, Team Rainbow Rocket invades Alola. Plumeria thinks knocking some heads together one last time is just what Guzma needs to finally get his new life in gear, and Guzma thinks the rest of the gang deserves one last beatdown before they hang up their bandanas.

[mylifeisalieandididntknow]

Chapters: 47/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime), Pocket Monsters: Sun & Moon | Pokemon Sun & Moon Versions Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Gladio | Gladion & Lilie | Lillie, Guzma & Plumeri | Plumeria, Guzma & Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Satoshi's Pokemon | Ash Ketchum's Pokemon, Gladio | Gladion & Guzma, Professor Kukui & Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Gladio | Gladion & Lilie | Lillie, Satoshi | Ash Ketchum & Gladio | Gladion & Lilie | Lillie & Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet, Guzma & Kuchinashi | Nanu, Gladio | Gladion & Skull-dan | Team Skull, Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet/Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Kuchinashi | Nanu & Team Skull, Guzma & Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet, Guzma & Golisopod Characters: Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Burnet-hakase | Professor Burnet, Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Gladio | Gladion, Lilie | Lillie (Pokemon), Guzma (Pokemon), Plumeri | Plumeria, Musashi | Jessie, Kojirou | James, Nyarth | Meowth, Musashi's Sonans | Jessie's Wobbuffet, Kuchinashi | Nanu, Satoshi's Pokemon | Ash Ketchum's Pokemon, Mao | Mallow (Pokemon), Suiren | Lana, Kaki | Kiawe, Maamane | Sophocles, Eureka | Bonnie, Citron | Clemont, Hau (Pokemon) Additional Tags: Ash didn't stay in Alola au, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Post Kalos crisis, Ash has touch aversion, Recovery, Healing, Trust Issues, Guzma Redemption, Research assistant Ash, Timeline What Timeline, Found Family, Slowburn Adoption, Families of Choice, Dysfunctional Family, Good Parent Kukui-hakase | Professor Kukui, Protective Siblings, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Lillie protection squad, Ash Ketchum Protection Squad, Guzma protection squad, Parent Guzma (Pokemon), Aura User Ash, Lillie is aura sensitive, I've got you | You've got this | We've all got each other, JusticeforGuzma, mischievous Gladion, shipper Lillie, oblivious ash, Heretic Guzma, Nanu does right by Guzma, Nanu is the Kahuna of the island of misfits, Nanu is tired, spite adoption, Time Travel, Alternate Timeline, seer Hau, Slowburn Found Family, Author is in way over their head, Golisopod can maim as a treat Summary:

Ash never went to stay Alola. Couldn't bring himself to, he's that shaken from Kalos. Sure he's interested and all but ultimately decides that he doesn't want to stay, so he returns back to Kanto after dropping off the egg at the school. Kukui takes his class to Professor Oak's ranch and meets his assistant. A trainer who just might be able to help him, help Lillie. Only it isn't that easy, the kid is also heavily traumatized.

[leggerefiore]

Evening Café

cw: confession fic, slight pokemon attack,

pairing: Guzma/Reader

He was not the type you would expect to find at a café.

What, with his tired eyes, bleached white hair, and athleisure attire. Well, you would not pretend that you did not have the odd customer pop in similarly dressed before him, but they were usually in and out before you could give them too much thought. It was his order that made you notice him, too.

Hot cocoa.

You did not truly care what your patrons ordered, so long as they were at least on the menu and any substitutions were within reason and in the store. It just seemed like an odd order for him. He often came in later in the day when the store had long cleared out and hung around until it was just before closing time. He made occasional conversation, regularly telling you about what a terrifying trainer he was. You wondered about that. Especially when brought out one of his pokemon during his time in your café.

The Masquerain had flown around him eagerly. He even asked for a cup of sugar water for the bug-type to enjoy. You offered it with ease. He also had his Golisopod out fairly frequently during his visits. The bond between both of them together was always sweet to see him pet the giant pokemon or watch as it pestered him for attention or a treat.  His attempts at intimidation tactics really had no effect on you, either way, when he tried them. As long as he continued to just be a casual regular who came in for a cup of whatever, you did not care. His softer side had already been unintentionally revealed.

The bell rang as you checked your ingredients supply. You turned around to see him awkwardly standing about with two teens at his side. That was also not an uncommon sight to see. A smile fell across your face as you walked up to him. “Hi!” you held a cheery tone as you approached the counter. The girl with hot-pink haired looked mortified by your behaviour, while the boy kept an indifferent look. He always seemed to wrangle in types like that on the trips he had tag alongs. “What can I get you today?” you asked.

“A black coffee and, uh,” the white-haired man turned to the girl, “What did you want again?” You giggled as she squinted at the menu for a moment.

“Lele fruit chiller,” she said, and you nodded. The juice had become quite popular as the temperature grew hotter. Its bright magenta colour was a favourite among your patrons, too. The boy looked over your menu with a sigh.

“Boss, there's nothing here that sounds good,” he told the white-haired man, “… You got anything that doesn't feel like it'll cook me from the inside or isn't a shade of purple?” The oldest of the three shot a glare at the boy and made you laugh a bit. He was completely unaware he just insulted his companion's regular place.

“Er, I do have some sodas,” you replied, “Does that sound alright?” He just nodded, trying to ignore the upset he had given your odd patron. The two teens wandered off to a table while the white-haired man hung around. You gave his a curious look.

“I take it you don't actually want coffee,” you gave him a playful grin, watching as he gazed away from you in a slight embarrassment, “I'll make your usual, then.” He gave you a nod before finally walking off to join his companions. You wondered where he found all the troubled teens he showed up it. He always tried to play his actions aloof and distant, but you found yourself observing him more when he brought company with him. Boss, they all called him. You supposed that was the Team Skull you had heard was causing issues around the islands. Well, you supposed it was not really your problem.

You quickly worked to make their drinks and serve it to them.

~

Time passed away, and you found yourself walking home from your café long after the sun had sunken behind the horizon. There was little worry about danger in a region like Alola, so you had thought nothing of it. You did not live far from your café, anyway. It was an ordinary night walk. A few nocturnal pokemon roamed. Wingulls found a way to menacingly hang around the area. A warm breeze crossed your skin as you walked down the road. Everything felt peaceful.

This, however, quickly came to a sudden shift as a man seemingly came out of nowhere. You tried to move around him, but he stood in the middle of the road. He was wearing a mask over his face and dark clothing. There was some bright red logo on his shirt, but you barely had time to register it as you tried to just get away. Everything about him read completely suspicious. His hand went for a pokeball, and you tried to go for your own. He was too quick, however. A large serpentine pokemon was sent out, and you froze. At any moment, it looked ready to attack you. Its sharp teeth bared as it let out a hiss.

You screamed. It was not at all intentional, but the sound broke free of your throat without your consent. The following moments were followed by a sudden figure rushing out from behind you to tackle your attacker. The pokemon turned its attention to the scene, finally giving you a chance to pull out your own pokemon. Quickly, you knocked it out with your partner.

Your attention shifted to the attacker, to see your odd patron pinning the guy to the ground. You felt stunned.

“Where did you come from?” you asked him, genuinely confused as to how he came to your rescue so fast. The attacker finally managed to get the upper hand. He called back his fainted pokemon and ran off into the foliage. You needed to alert the police about this later. Your patron crossed his arms and wore a deep frown.

“I was on the beach with my Golisopod,” he answered, “Why are you walking alone so late at night?” His expression was something like a disappointed older brother. You wanted to laugh.

“I got caught up cleaning,” you replied, “These things don't normally happen here, you know.” It was luck that you had someone near to rush to help you. “... Gosh, what do I owe you now…” you immediately turned to wondering how to repay him. He scoffed.

“Get home before it's this late,” he replied, “Or, hell, call me, and I'll walk you back.” You turned to him. A snort came from you.

“I expected you to say something a lot worse,” you had taken him as the type of guy to make an innuendo, “I don't even know your name, how can I call you?” His eyes went wide.

“You don't know my name?” he suddenly snapped out of it with a shit-eating grin, “I'm big, bad Guzma!” A title like that may have fit him, had you not seen his softer side already.

“Guzma…” you repeated. Was that not a name of a flower? Tilting your head, you realised you were staring at him. You exchanged numbers with him that night, and he insisted on walking you home. Guzma appeared to be a bit more of an oddity than you first thought. Ah, well, it made him all the more fun to have around, you supposed.

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A few weeks went by without a sign from the big, bad man, and you wondered about him. You had started a few conversations with him, but they were more light-hearted and not quite at the point where you could demand to know his whereabouts. Maybe he had got busy with something related to his group. Perhaps he had got into the lucrative field of Wimpod breeding. You had known quite a few people who would go mad for the isopod pokemon. It was also possible he found a better place to buy his hot cocoa.

There was little you could do, so you settled yourself back into life, hoping for no repeats of that night.

It was as the evening began to lull in and the appearances of customers grew rarer and rare, that the bell chimed. You called out your generic greeting as you remained turned around and taking care of some dishes. When you did, however, you spotted him. He looked… different. Obviously, his hair and face were the same, but something about his clothes felt off. You walked toward the counter almost instantly. “Hey, Guzma,” you greeted more personally, “How have you been? I haven't seen you for a minute.”

He scratched the back of his head. You noticed his previously dented glasses had been fixed. When his arm moved back down, you noticed the previous ink markings on them were gone. “I got caught up in some stuff,” he replied, “I'm back now. Doubt I'm goin' anywhere like that again.” You wondered what had exactly happened to him.

“Well, it's nice to see you again,” you told him softly, “You want your normal order?” He nodded and took a seat near the counter. When you thought on it, you had not really seen or heard much of Team Skull for a while, either. Had something happened there? It seemed like it would probably be a sore topic to push with him. You finished his drink and brought it out to him. Feeling a bit daring, you took a seat across from him. “I missed having you pop in as my evening company,” you smiled at him.

“... I missed coming,” he said after taking a sip, wiping off the liquid on his upper lip with his hand. You handed him a napkin, and he wiped it off properly. “Nothing happened while I was away, right?” he seemed genuinely worried about you.

“Not a thing,” you replied, “If you want, you can finally take up your offer of walking me home again.” He gave you one of his normal grins, making your chest flutter. It had finally hit you why he had captured your attention so much.

You liked him.

It felt jarring to consider, especially with how light your conversations had been up until recently. But somehow, this delinquent looking guy had completely caught your eye. All the times you watched him take care of his pokemon, or just sit in your café, had made you grow fond of him.

“… You're a sweet guy,” you giggled, “I'm glad I have someone like you around again.”

“'M not sweet,” he tried to give you a glare, “I'm trying to become Champion, now. I got a good opponent.” You had heard about the establishment of Alola's league, finally had happened. Guzma did seem to be a trainer, you supposed. He carried quite a few pokemon with him. In your texts, it had come up that he preferred bug-types even. A bug-type champion. That would be a first.

“You're extremely sweet,” you argued lightly. He just gave a huff, leading to another laugh from you. It seemed he did not want to be interpreted that way. Well, you could keep it a secret. “I mean that as you seem kind,” you continued, “Good luck with your dreams, though. I'd love to hear about a bug-type champion.” His big grin returned. Your heart fluttered. “... I have a day off tomorrow,” you reached a careful hand across the table to catch his bigger warm. It was warm and calloused. “Want to meet up? I'd love to spend more time with you,” you asked, his hand coming around yours. Big, bad Guzma, he absolutely was not around you.

“Sounds great,” he agreed, “I was just thinkin' the same thing.”

[aialaau]

More Random Pokemon HC

Humans in the Pokemon world are WEIRD.

They've evolved alongside Pokemon for millions of years and their similarities to humans like us are really only skin deep.

We've got obvious ones like the fact that there are known psychics and aura-wielders, but it goes a lot further.

Trainers that specialize in one type develop glaring traits associated with the type.

Raihan's adult teeth grew as fangs and he has a habit of sunning with his team.

Whitney has higher muscle and bone density and the energy to keep up with her Pokemon.

Plumeria has mildly toxic sweat and enjoys particularly inedible plants.

Guzma's vocal cords are capable of replicating bug-like chatters and buzzing. (He chats with his team like this. Has no idea what they're saying, though)

Elesa has a resistance to electricity and static clings to her like no tomorrow. (Can be used to make impressive runway displays)

Brassius gets physically healthier the more time he spends in the sun. (Part of the reason he's fit enough to still run the gym)

Wallace has a ridiculous lung capacity and generally lower body temperature than most.

Steven's bones have very high levels of heavy metals and he has a taste for mineral-rich snacks

I could go on for hours.

The rate at which these traits develop and to what degree varies greatly from person to person, hence why Grusha still remains bundled up in the cold. (Though that just be for personal preference)

Even without those developments, the average human in the Pokemon world can take a LOT more damage than a human from our world.

In short, I want crossover fics to include shit like this.

I think it's great and funny.