#shopkeep (asks)

[jckerskind]

Y9u 9n Whateever G9d There Is, Terrify Me.

“YEAH THAT’S MOTHERFUCKING REASONABLE”

[jckerskind]

Cue chara throwing a piece of candy at Gam. She smiles at him a bit, before proceeding to throw another at him which makes her smile & laugh a bit. " ahehhe -- happy halloween gam. " and with that she throws a piece of candy corn at him.

The first piece of candy collides against his head. Gamzee turns around slowly, letting out a sharp gasp, and a face of faux betrayal. His hand was positioned dramatically against his chest as if clutching his heart.

“sis, how could-”

He catches the second piece of candy in his mouth before trying to speak again

“HOW MOTHERFUCKING COULD Y’ALL BETRAY ME LIKE-”

He catches the piece of candy corn in his mouth as well. Now he’s just holding back his laughter. Couldn’t even keep up the act for long when she looked so motherfucking happy.

“happy halloween flowersis....”

“WHAT’S HALLOWEEN AGAIN?”

[jckerskind]

this is no mistake my man I love you wicked lots.

“first step to solving a problem ‘s admitting you have one.”

[jckerskind]

I just want you to fuckin know I motherfucking LOVE YOU.

“hey dawg we all make mistakes”

[jckerskind]

are you sure about that?

“do i look like a motherfucker who’s insecure ‘bout his sexuality?”

[jckerskind]

Furiendship bracelet!

Well you aint pictured your day going this way, but it aint like like you had anything better to do anyway. After the party, surprisingly enough, a few people were concerned about your despicable clown ass..Y’all didn’t think it would go this far, but you give Nepeta your same old smile.

At least you get to spend time with her.

“so i guess we be riding together for a while”

[jckerskind]

Nepeta sends her clown friend a nice little drawing of her and Gamzee together, smiling. In green letters, at the botttom of the drawing, she wrote "f33l better soon! <33"

A young troll sits in his respiteblock. The lights are turned off as he’s in a corner against the wall. 

The posters on the wall, and the small figurines of the faceless gray angels called ‘the unfunny’ are the only remnants of your faith, their presence being somewhat comforting after the big fight you had with the boy you thought had your diamond. The boy who you smiled at everyday, hoping that once he would smile at you (he didn’t. you were just an easy target. comic relief, a joke character. you’re not even a real person)

You got so motherfucking angry. There’s a feral scream locked inside your ribcage, waiting for you to release it, and you hate that feeling. No one likes you when you’re angry. You look at your recuperacoon and you want to eat slime, you want to shove it into your pretentious gullet until you toss everything onto the floor and are left to cry in your shame. At least in that state the insults wouldn’t reach you, you’d just be a punching bag.

Then you see something sent through the appearifyer, and you somehow find the strength to move towards it. It’s a note, a note from the one friend you have.

Somehow, you find it in you to smile.

Your name is GAMZEE MAKARA and you might as well be pale for NEPETA LEIJON.

[jckerskind]

She held up a white fur coat, held together with dark olive leather strips. It was neat and well crafted, holding well together and pleasant to the eye. "I made this before we started playing sgrub! The entire coat was made by me. Here, try it on!"

Gamzee gasped. He had literally never received a gift before in his life. He held it in his hands, looking at the gift from his pale crush. He knew this didn’t mean they were pale, that’d be downright motherfucking stupid to think…But fuck if this didn’t make him all that much more pale for her.

He immediately put it on.

“i am literally never going to motherfucking take this off”