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gabe hehim white boy (tme) of the year 2006 robot brainrot & Yes its terminal
no wack shit or you die. terf + zionist + "pro-ship/pro-para" or whatever get lost and never come back. i am a serial blocker + dont be afraid to block me if you need to
i dont really use content warning tags anymore & frequently talk about triggering subjects so follow at your own risk. because of this please be 17+ to follow. art interaction is OK at any age i dont draw anything too crazy here i think LOL
♪ sweet: it/they & neutral + masc terms
♪ capn: he & masc terms
♪ k_k: any pronouns & any terms (fem pref)
my special interest has been sweet cap'n cakes since october 2021. i promise i care about the other deltarune characters i just struggle with autistic monotropism. i understand they aren't very well liked but if you come onto my page to tell me how much you think they suck i will block you. i like to imagine them in a relationship & block people who think they're related due to adverse past experiences & because it just makes me uncomfortable. my scc are young adults.
hi!! ok so the title is from a glass animals song, because it’s me and of course it is
it’s an original oc work, a 13k behemoth that me and the loml @gothgarlicfries finally sat down and wrote. its a back-and-forth style (sigh... rp style) work where we finally got down how our characters actually met. our lore is.. all over the place adfghjk
here’s some of my fav bits i wrote! gabe is .. VERY very dear to me i’ve had him around since 2017 heheh
Lie, lie lie. {name} does not have a home, and never will. Roots restrict movement: there is no easier target than a tree. He longs, he longs, he longs, but he is not a real boy and fairy godmothers have long since been hunted to extinction.
She's pretty, he thinks mildly, marginally less uncanny from this distance. She's pretty in the way open-casket corpses are, in the way aquarium sharks are. Unflawed on the surface, but eerie nonetheless.
“I thought about it,” he drawls, sliding back into his waking skin, electrified, a dead man resurrected twice and all the better for it. “But that is no way to treat a guest, even one that was not invited.”
Something stirs again, saying bad and right at the same time: it feels mildly like indigestion.
