#teabag paperd

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*sr pelo’s voice* do you like them? do you like them being happy?? SLAPS AN ANGST AU well no moar…. heheheheheh >:]]]

- Paper’d Being Mean To Their Sons

PAPER WHATD U DO TO THEMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!

[canine-teethed-sheets]

enjoy some sons i drew from school <3

( REALLLY PROUD FOR THE TEABAG ART. markers borrowed from a friend of mine :] )

[ Santhymum / TeaBag, Rephrase / Chime — @its-paperd , aka me!! ]

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i haven’t shown you my new flower boy, have i? :O

meet Santhymum or TeaBag! he makes his own flowers growing on him (it’s supposed to be a disease but he got better over time) and makes tea outta it! he creates lil hims or ‘Tea-He’s and just let them swim in the water and disintegrate (they’re harmless, dw)

he’s a very quiet guy but has a caring heart and kind of like a parental figure hfjs. ah, and he floats too :]

(decided to add this in the last minute because yes but let’s just say.. the twins are gonna have a new father :) )

- Paper’d Submits

Paper i am Respectfully looking I love and adore him and want some of that tea.... Tea-He's (thats hilarious i love that name) think of the tea parties.... would he collect tea sets??? I kind of want a hug from him also will send small kiss FLOATY MAN..... Santhy...

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as a treat from the BEAUTIFUL justice you did for my son, Deceit, have some doodles i made in school because i was THAT inspired to revive him fhsj

- Paper’d Submits

LOOK AT THEM!!!!! oh my god i like the contrast in how dreams and errors interact with one another like Yes Yes!!! THE /POS /NEG LOL Dad error moment and awww dream comforting daylight.... so sweet TEABAG JUST.... COMPLIMENTS HIM MORE loving that unhinged deceit in the corner <33

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b o o.

- Paper’d Jokes

sANTHY NO.....

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// Fuzz / Santhymum Angst //

/////////// a petal fell.

another did too.

once the drip finally stops.

you’ll be with us soon. ///////////

He gasped.

He doesn’t know where he is.

He couldn’t feel anything.

But what he did knew

Was that he was breathing. Heavily. There were drops. Drops that fell onto the tiled floor. And they’re red.

Ringing. Deafening ringing.

Screams. Screams? Or hushed voices? He couldn’t tell.

He looked up to a blur of yellow and blue. Both are mostly black too.

|• Teabag?? Santh, you there buddy?? •|

He blinked. Twice. He remembered. Deceit. Euphoria. The names feel mocking somehow. He tried to speak. He coughed instead.

Scream. Scream. Go back. Go back. gO BA-

|• Hey hey. It’s okay, we’re here. •|

×\ He needs water, /× The other blur said. He sounded like he was panicking.

They left. He felt dizzy. He held his flowered eyesocket with a grunt.

[* gh… i.. i need … ]

He needs something. Just SOMETHING. SOMETHING to make him at peace again.

Flowers. Fragrance. That p e s t.

It made him light-headed again. Damn it.

He just…

Needs…

To sleep….

Santhymum heard a laugh far away from his mind before the void consumes him again.

-E n d-

(Have this snickerdoodle while I brainstorm something : } ) - Paper’d Breaks Your Window For This

mY WINDOWS.... buT OOH.... INTERESTING ANGST. sounds like hes wilting but having an episode where hes remembering how it started? get some rest santhy u need it