Time to buckle up and carry this terrifying existential baby to term. *New Account / Not new to Verse *Serious / Crack RP *Lewd in DMs. *Ships with Jake / Chem *RTs are appreciated

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“A-Ah ugh- O-Oh Bullocks...” Jake looked away, hiding his face in embarrassment. Surely one or two kisses cant hurt- Right?

“Ah! Good morning everyone! Ready for an adventure?!”

Jake is currently hiding out in a tree, scolding himself for running away but far too embarrassed to face anyone or do anything. If he is needed. Come find him. He just wont come down but he might talk.

This is home now.

Is this ‘Gay Panic’?

“B-Blimey- P-People want to ship with me...? No...”

“A case of Beer?- Ha! Easy!” If he makes it through one without getting sick it will be a miracle.

Update 1/24 “This stuff taste awful-“

Update... 4/24 “Ugh... Roxy..? Dirk..? Janey..? I dont feel so good...”

Update 8/24 “Ah... ‘ow do i... take this... off?” He is struggling with his shirt, his pants already undone and his shirt halfway over his head.

Update 12/24 “Haha! D-urrrr-k! Rock-xy- Jaaane! I got my shirt off!” Someone take the alcohol away-

Update 16/24 “Ugh... i.. no mur...” Jake laid on the ground, eyeing the remaining beers in the case, reaching for another. “I- Can do it!” He stood up fast- way too fast and fell back on the ground. “Ow...”

Up...date... 17.5555 “I don...wan...need.. “ Jake slumped against the reader and hugged them before flopping on the ground. And he is down.

“DIRK! ROXY! JANEY! I got- A TATTOO!”

“So... Who took my shirt..?” C:PapayaParty

“...I worry about you Striders...”

“Absolutely terrifying, Mate.”