I think after we are done hugging gabriel like the fluffy bird he is he deserves a long vacation in a dark closet with his favorite drama novel and a glass of wine (totally not blood)
G: I know you mf (motherfuckers) broke as Hell-
G: -try affording me gracing your presence for money you aren’t earning.
Hello Tumblr it is I, with more Cesmark!
Warning: Clothed body worship
They call me a heretic because I worship you.
But you’re more tangible and beautiful than any god.
Neurodivergent assassin who very casually uses their weapons as stim.
Turning on and off the safety of their gun. Tapping and spinning their dagger. Watching the poison in the vial move as they flip in and then back.
Nobody says anything because...well they're an assassin.
Turns on safety, presses trigger, turns off safety repeat.
People around them are in constant fear.
Chewing the end of their poison tipped dagger when they try to figure out a plan.
Wash their hands too much cause they don't like how sticky blood is.
However overtime it becomes a weird single to others.
Everyone is anxious trying to figure something out and they hear a little "click click" and it's just slightly calming to know that they have this person there and they are thinking of a plan.
Someone hands them a drink but it flows just a little too weird and they are like, "hmm that's poison" then chuck it because they have built up immunity.
No table that doesn't have something carved into it.
Never a situation where they don't have enough bullets because this person takes out the cartridge and puts it back as stim.
They take apart their guns and put them back over time being crazy fast and efficient with it.
Just give me a neurodivergent assassin/spy.
There’s a story here 🤭
real
hungry much?
Gabriel your not scary, youre attractive
“Hmm..not scary, but attractive you say?”
“Sassy, hm? That’s a new one. Much appreciated for the compliments. Could I offer you something to eat, in return?”
Some facts about Astar:
Astar Magdalene (probably not his real name) / Age: 26 (maybe) / Currently residing in Mandela
Was born during a period where alternates had become common knowledge; exhibited "strange" behaviors as a child which resulted in his parents abandoning him for fear of him being an alternate
Put in the foster care system where he was passed from family to family; treated poorly in most & was abandoned several more times for the same reasons
Eventually managed to figure something out for work & bought a cheap home in Mandela; lived there for a year, battling a worsening mental state & periodically attempting suicide
One attempt, where he tried to drown himself when he was 25, was successful, and he was clinically dead for a while. While dying, he had a vision of Gabriel, who told him his life had been meaningless & that he was "finally waking up." Paramedics managed to revive him after a passerby called them
After that he became fascinated by alternates; he wants to know everything they know & more, about their biology, and what M.A.D. is. If his life didn't mean anything, then he has nothing to lose anyway
Spends most of his time working online (he runs a site selling handcrafted items mostly but does other things too), but often goes out at night to watch people & see if he can distinguish any alternates, or actively chasing alternate reports
After his near death he's gained the ability to sense the presence of alternates; he gets a strange rush which usually makes him excited
Most definitely neurodivergent (the "strange behaviors" as a kid was totally just early signs of it)
Is most comfortable around people his age or younger; has a deep distrust of any older adults and especially older men
Abnormally strong for his size & agile; doesn't resort to violence often but if pushed, can get extremely brutal
so thanks to this polyvees server i joined recently i found out that apparently theres a polyvees week happening over on twitter. this is for day 1: duo. and it's veeswap au because i'm me
Does it matter?
(textless vers. below)
I like platonic vox charlie bc it's like a beautiful autism friendship to me... think about it