It was October 2017, you were 16, depressed and spent the majority of your spare time playing Counter Strike: Global Offensive. One day, you decide to queue with one of your friends’ friends. He had an anime profile picture, just like you. He was too shy to converse with the team over his microphone so he just typed. You thought that was cute. He was pretty good at the game considering he didn’t communicate with others; you decided to shoot him an add in hopes that he’ll play with you some more. He accepts.

You talk for what seems like forever, you ask him a diverse range of questions (including some lewd ones >.<). You find out he is the same age as you, oh look, he has depression too! As time passes, you gradually begin to feel warm and fuzzy inside. Yes, that’s right, you’re in love. No one has ever felt what you’re feeling right now, he and you are the only important beings to ever walk this earth. Your love for him unique, magical even.

You add him on Discord and decide to voice chat. His voice is cute, probably because he’s American and drinks the tap water. You speak for hours, you feel like you could talk to him forever, his anime avatar is so fucking cute… You hint to him that you’re single and looking for love, he suddenly goes silent and sounds a little nervous… ‘fuck it,’ you say to yourself, you ask him if he would like to e-date. He lets out a cute little squee of excitement and tells you that he’s blushing, seconds later there’s a little Unicode heart on his profile with your $50 steam ID on it!

The month is currently October, the year is 2033 and Valve is bankrupt. You and that quiet cute boy you met over a silly little video game have finally moved in together. You are both balding and slightly overweight, but that’s okay, you are in fucking love. You adopt 2 mixed race children and raise them as your own. Yes, that’s right, you have become a femboy dad…