It was so fucking stupid and if you'd have told Karl 2 months ago that right now, he would be sat on his bedroom floor with a full and sealed can of monster genuinely debating fucking himself with it, he would have slapped you across the face and called you a fucking moron. But he was OR Karl gets fucked with a can of...
this story is about and enderman hybrid named ranboo, this will include warnings so don't worry, this also includes shitty writing and mispells On hiatus, dunno if I'll come back to it
Autistic Tommy, autistic + ADHD Techno, injured Tubbo, an anxious Wilbur Family trouble, difficult pasts, angst, fluff, love and the reminder that as a family, you can get through anything This book is just insane (even by my standards)