|+|The Puppeteer|+|

Preview:Minutes became hours, hours became days, days became years and nothing changed. He fought with ink, endured Fresh’s constant harassment, remained neutral when he could and fought when he couldn’t. All was well, he could manage the occasional discomfort of interacting with his supposed enemies if it meant peace. No one stayed longer than a few hours, he didn’t complain when they left. He enjoyed being alone, until he met you. He was just roaming around a random au when he saw you. His soulmate. He contemplated leaving you to your lonesome, he probably should’ve, but he didn’t. He let you reel him in and sand down all his rough edges. He let you soothe him in the dead of night, and decorate what used to be an unfeeling void. You, only you..

!This Was A Request!

Author’s Note:The cool text font I used made the bot glitch out(🙂) so I had to use regular text😭