LIMBO (ousted? tormented? trying to escape but unable to? trying to enter but unable to? unclear):
jeepers (constantly in a state of inside and outside the perimeter. schrodinger's jeepers)
the mothman (he's our fun time friend, our friend with benefits, our occasional sweet lover, our paramour when he's in town, our long distance sweetheart,)
AUDIENCE/PROFESSIONAL CRITICS/VOYEURS (ARMED WITH TOMATOES):
I’ve been directed here for answers to my questions. I looked through every post and it has just led me to even more questions.
what is going on? please I- I don’t understand
D:
oh dear lord. i... i don't know where to begin? or how much to explain/how much i can explain? i assume you mean about gertson, specifically, given this blog's name, but... okay, like i will genuinely try, i promise, but. it's. hmmm.
okay. well. first off. hiii. it's gert. hello. hi. hello hello hi hello :)
secondly, this. uhhhh. this is gonna get. hmmm. a bit. nsfw. alright
so honestly there's no gentle way to put this. it starts with the lizard sex threesome.
it had something to do with the "gecko with pearl earring" painting, i genuinely don't remember what, i think it might have been in a voice call, which then somehow became "geckson and gackson (gecko jillson and gecko jackson)" which somehow became me, gert, personally having a torrid and passionate love affair with geckson and gackson (hence: gertson).
i made a fake ao3 doc about it (tags/summary/etc--it was very explicit lmao). geckson and gackson became my weed smoking girlfriends. somehow we relocated the threesome to under maren's bed. the joke grew. more fake ao3 docs and jokes about it. the polycule also grew to incomprehensible levels and i genuinely have lost track of who's involved at this point (the pinned post should be mostly accurate but i think there have been a few other additions not inscribed there, such as a cardboard cutout of someone, i don't remember who, that had the jeepers stache drawn on it) but i know we (me, geckson, and gackson) have married milk and schrodinger's jeepers continues to be both within and without of the polycule perimeter. we are forever pursuing maren as we are under maren's bed (threat), the mothman is our sometimes lover when he passes through, etc. we've built a whole fucking lore. it's elaborate. gertsonverse is expansive and rendered in loving detail.
that's not even getting into the adjacent cursed fucking crack ships/polycules/fake ao3 docs (the Carse, crawlings/jeepers and The Plunger, curtainfest, etc)
Some Relevant Images: (MILD NSFW WARNING)
pictured: gertson (with my old discord pfp):
you can ask for the fake ao3 doc if you want (private ask or thru discord) but i promise you it's so cursed your crops will wither upon coming within five feet of it and it's also ..... quite. nsfw
hope this helps <3
it did not helps. i'm going to kill you
yes it did helps and now im going to kiss gertson on the mouth
(via @mvshortcut) #gertson#okay listen. li.sten#first of all it STARTED because it was 1AM on a voice call and we all had very important work that we were avoiding#I think we're banned from being alone on voice call now#and it happened because Maren's discord pfp was jillson and then she changed it to the gecko with a pearl earring picture#and I was like haha what about Gecko Jillson with a pearl earring. and then Behold. The Horrors#and then I think the rest was mostly Gert's fault#but there is also that full length 3 weed smoking girlfriends illustration edit that I made of Gert and Geckson and Gackson and me#uh#sentence I can't believe I just typed#and for the record I would also like to state that I only agreed to join/marry Gertson because I was under duress#because of the imminent threat of another adjacent/nearby polycule that was So Much Worse#'worse than Lizard Jackson and Jillson? Milk?'#yes. yes worse than lizard jackson and jillson#anyways now that I'm here I suppose I don't HATE it but shhh don't tell them I'll never hear the fucking end of it#also note this is unrelated to my marriage to Gert and my marriage/divorce from Maren#I'm so fucking sorry to anyone that read this post and these tags I think you're probably entitled to financial compensation of some sort#or free therapy#anyways Gert thank you so much for your service this was an admirable summary idk how you managed to sit down and type this#I would have simply disintegrated on the spot#(also no one take this too seriously pls this is just a deeply cracky and deeply cursed joke that occurred when we were sleep deprived)#(and got way out of hand. magnificently out of hand.)#also uh. everyone kindly disregard my discord nickname
I’ve been directed here for answers to my questions. I looked through every post and it has just led me to even more questions.
what is going on? please I- I don’t understand
D:
oh dear lord. i... i don't know where to begin? or how much to explain/how much i can explain? i assume you mean about gertson, specifically, given this blog's name, but... okay, like i will genuinely try, i promise, but. it's. hmmm.
okay. well. first off. hiii. it's gert. hello. hi. hello hello hi hello :)
secondly, this. uhhhh. this is gonna get. hmmm. a bit. nsfw. alright
so honestly there's no gentle way to put this. it starts with the lizard sex threesome.
it had something to do with the "gecko with pearl earring" painting, i genuinely don't remember what, i think it might have been in a voice call, which then somehow became "geckson and gackson (gecko jillson and gecko jackson)" which somehow became me, gert, personally having a torrid and passionate love affair with geckson and gackson (hence: gertson).
i made a fake ao3 doc about it (tags/summary/etc--it was very explicit lmao). geckson and gackson became my weed smoking girlfriends. somehow we relocated the threesome to under maren's bed. the joke grew. more fake ao3 docs and jokes about it. the polycule also grew to incomprehensible levels and i genuinely have lost track of who's involved at this point (the pinned post should be mostly accurate but i think there have been a few other additions not inscribed there, such as a cardboard cutout of someone, i don't remember who, that had the jeepers stache drawn on it) but i know we (me, geckson, and gackson) have married milk and schrodinger's jeepers continues to be both within and without of the polycule perimeter. we are forever pursuing maren as we are under maren's bed (threat), the mothman is our sometimes lover when he passes through, etc. we've built a whole fucking lore. it's elaborate. gertsonverse is expansive and rendered in loving detail.
that's not even getting into the adjacent cursed fucking crack ships/polycules/fake ao3 docs (the Carse, crawlings/jeepers and The Plunger, curtainfest, etc)
Some Relevant Images: (MILD NSFW WARNING)
pictured: gertson (with my old discord pfp):
you can ask for the fake ao3 doc if you want (private ask or thru discord) but i promise you it's so cursed your crops will wither upon coming within five feet of it and it's also ..... quite. nsfw
hope this helps <3
it did not helps. i'm going to kill you
yes it did helps and now im going to kiss gertson on the mouth
