autistic · social awkwardness · homestuck · post scratch · archaic speech · isolated upbringing · shy · low self-esteem · adventure lover · dead dream self
The air in the damp cell hung heavy with despair. Jake, clad in tattered white and green, huddled in the farthest corner. His rectangular glasses were askew, hiding eyes red from weeping. The recent trauma of Aranea’s unwanted ‘healing’ and the others’ objectifying gazes had shattered his spirit. He sniffled, trying to silence his sobs, feeling utterly alone. Unseen by him, you approached the cell door, intent on breaking him out.