An Bitseach Gealach

Me before reading Warhound: “im just a cute kitten who wants to be pet and cherished”

Cis het relationships be like

I regret nothing. Absolutely nothing.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little Mutt? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Imperial Handler Training!, and I've been involved in numerous secret War-crimes on Rebel Space, and I have over 300 confirmed Hounds. I am trained in psychosexual warfare and I'm the top Handler in the entire Imperial armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another Victim. I will Condition you the fuck out with Starlight the likes of which has never been seen before on this rock, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over Comms? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Dog Mechs across the Highlands and your Callsign is being traced right now so you better prepare for the Programming, Mutt The Programming that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your Ego. You're a fucking Shell, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can Corrupt you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my gloved hands. Not only am I extensively trained in Gaslighting, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Imperial Kennel Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the Planet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" Ambush was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you Gods abandoned idiot. I will put my boot all over you and you will fuck it. You're fucking dead, Mutt!

This is Johnson, those idiots are fucking in the east wing again.