GRETCHEN.
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GRETCHEN.
@gildedthorns.bsky.social
· Jul 6
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— Just you, why don’t I
Just trust you? . . .
„ Oh how they wiggle and
Squirm
Just trust you? . . .
„ Oh how they wiggle and
Squirm
July 17, 2025 at 8:02 AM
— Just you, why don’t I
Just trust you? . . .
„ Oh how they wiggle and
Squirm
Just trust you? . . .
„ Oh how they wiggle and
Squirm
[Nodding, texting her response to text-to-speech.]
May I see the stick? I need to know if it's big enough to whittle vampire stakes with.
[She wonders if THIS guy's a vampire.]
May I see the stick? I need to know if it's big enough to whittle vampire stakes with.
[She wonders if THIS guy's a vampire.]
July 20, 2025 at 4:32 AM
[Nodding, texting her response to text-to-speech.]
May I see the stick? I need to know if it's big enough to whittle vampire stakes with.
[She wonders if THIS guy's a vampire.]
May I see the stick? I need to know if it's big enough to whittle vampire stakes with.
[She wonders if THIS guy's a vampire.]
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” me? some kind of hero or something. . . ? you've got the wrong person. ”
[ #DELTARUNERP #UTDRRP #UTRP #DTRP #MVRP ]
[ #DELTARUNERP #UTDRRP #UTRP #DTRP #MVRP ]
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June 5, 2025 at 4:31 PM
” me? some kind of hero or something. . . ? you've got the wrong person. ”
[ #DELTARUNERP #UTDRRP #UTRP #DTRP #MVRP ]
[ #DELTARUNERP #UTDRRP #UTRP #DTRP #MVRP ]
'I'll take it, how much?'
July 20, 2025 at 4:11 AM
'I'll take it, how much?'
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[Making vampire stakes with a whittling knife.]
July 16, 2025 at 5:48 PM
[Making vampire stakes with a whittling knife.]
[A lowkey, soft "oh" sound comes from her. Typing.]
'This is quite strange. My parents have never cared before to hire a babysitter, if that's what you are.'
[There's a pause.]
'So. Uh. I'm not really intimidated. Sorry.'
[She's not sorry, lol.]
'This is quite strange. My parents have never cared before to hire a babysitter, if that's what you are.'
[There's a pause.]
'So. Uh. I'm not really intimidated. Sorry.'
[She's not sorry, lol.]
UUUUUGHHHH . 👺
[ she stomps off and pulls a whiteboard into the room ── then writes, " HELLO, TWERP >:( " in big red letters . ]
[ she stomps off and pulls a whiteboard into the room ── then writes, " HELLO, TWERP >:( " in big red letters . ]
[She uses her phone to type a text to speech message.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
July 11, 2025 at 12:26 AM
[A lowkey, soft "oh" sound comes from her. Typing.]
'This is quite strange. My parents have never cared before to hire a babysitter, if that's what you are.'
[There's a pause.]
'So. Uh. I'm not really intimidated. Sorry.'
[She's not sorry, lol.]
'This is quite strange. My parents have never cared before to hire a babysitter, if that's what you are.'
[There's a pause.]
'So. Uh. I'm not really intimidated. Sorry.'
[She's not sorry, lol.]
[She uses her phone to type a text to speech message.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
... 👺
I SAID ──
[ she revs it up . 💀 . ]
HELLOOOOOO, TWERP .ᐟ 😡
I SAID ──
[ she revs it up . 💀 . ]
HELLOOOOOO, TWERP .ᐟ 😡
[Does not even flinch. Her dad's worse than a chainsaw.]
July 11, 2025 at 12:19 AM
[She uses her phone to type a text to speech message.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
'I can't hear very well. You're gonna have to try harder.'
[Stone-faced.]
[Does not even flinch. Her dad's worse than a chainsaw.]
[ PULLING OUT A CHAlNSAW 👹 ]
hey, tWEEEEEERPS .ᐟ.ᐟ 😈
hey, tWEEEEEERPS .ᐟ.ᐟ 😈
July 11, 2025 at 12:09 AM
[Does not even flinch. Her dad's worse than a chainsaw.]
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Reposted by GRETCHEN.
ᅠ ᅠ
ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝐁𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝐎𝐅 ...
ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝐁𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝐎𝐅 ...
July 10, 2025 at 9:08 PM
ᅠ ᅠ
ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝐁𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝐎𝐅 ...
ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝐁𝐄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝐎𝐅 ...
((heehee timeskip gretchen <3
July 7, 2025 at 10:07 PM
((heehee timeskip gretchen <3
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Reposted by GRETCHEN.
➷
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻'
𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝗜'𝗺
𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁
𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧,
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻'
𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝗜'𝗺
𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁
𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧,
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤.
July 7, 2025 at 3:58 AM
➷
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻'
𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝗜'𝗺
𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁
𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧,
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻'
𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝗜'𝗺
𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁
𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧,
𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤.
'Okay...'
[She takes her dish to the sink, being careful and mindful of the au pair she beat up. The silence is admittedly comfortable, but it must end. After a few moments, there's a ring of the doorbell.]
[She takes her dish to the sink, being careful and mindful of the au pair she beat up. The silence is admittedly comfortable, but it must end. After a few moments, there's a ring of the doorbell.]
nah , i didn't say anything .
[ once his plate is cleared as well , he calls for one of the au pairs to retrieve the dishes . ]
cool , that sounds good .
[ once his plate is cleared as well , he calls for one of the au pairs to retrieve the dishes . ]
cool , that sounds good .
[She obviously doesn't hear him, but... sees his mouth move. A little confused, she finishes her food.]
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
July 7, 2025 at 2:42 AM
'Okay...'
[She takes her dish to the sink, being careful and mindful of the au pair she beat up. The silence is admittedly comfortable, but it must end. After a few moments, there's a ring of the doorbell.]
[She takes her dish to the sink, being careful and mindful of the au pair she beat up. The silence is admittedly comfortable, but it must end. After a few moments, there's a ring of the doorbell.]
[She obviously doesn't hear him, but... sees his mouth move. A little confused, she finishes her food.]
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
huh . cool .
[ back to that .. admittedly somewhat comfortable silence .
.. until he speaks up , voice just barely above a low mumble . ]
... thanks .
[ back to that .. admittedly somewhat comfortable silence .
.. until he speaks up , voice just barely above a low mumble . ]
... thanks .
'I'll have him fix them after we're done eating.'
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
July 7, 2025 at 2:38 AM
[She obviously doesn't hear him, but... sees his mouth move. A little confused, she finishes her food.]
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
'...Did you say something? I can't hear very well.'
[She'd type, before shooting a text to Gordon.]
'He'll be here as fast as his bike'll take him.'
'I'll have him fix them after we're done eating.'
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
that'd be great , otherwise my dad will flip .
[ said so casually ..
as long as they're still functional , they don't need ( * immediate ) attention , at least . ]
.. you have a brother ?
[ said so casually ..
as long as they're still functional , they don't need ( * immediate ) attention , at least . ]
.. you have a brother ?
'Okay, so they were stopping me from coming in and also being really rude so I-- hit them with my bat. My brother can fix them, if you're worried about that.'
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
July 7, 2025 at 2:34 AM
'I'll have him fix them after we're done eating.'
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
[There's a pause, as she thinks of a way to word it. Simplest way to explain it would be the best.]
'Yeah. I have a brother. He's my twin.'
[She'd type with one hand, shoveling a forkful of pancake into her mouth.]
'Okay, so they were stopping me from coming in and also being really rude so I-- hit them with my bat. My brother can fix them, if you're worried about that.'
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
......
gretchen . why do the au pairs look like they're seeking revenge ?
[ he's squinting at her ... and still chewing his pancakes . yum . ]
gretchen . why do the au pairs look like they're seeking revenge ?
[ he's squinting at her ... and still chewing his pancakes . yum . ]
[Nobody's really... said that to her before. She digs into her plate quietly, adjusting her headband. They sit in silence, and the au pairs who she dunked sorta shakily float into the room. Stare off between them and this girl.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
July 7, 2025 at 2:27 AM
'Okay, so they were stopping me from coming in and also being really rude so I-- hit them with my bat. My brother can fix them, if you're worried about that.'
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
[The Au pairs slowly float to the sink, and begin doing dishes.]
[Nobody's really... said that to her before. She digs into her plate quietly, adjusting her headband. They sit in silence, and the au pairs who she dunked sorta shakily float into the room. Stare off between them and this girl.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
[ the only thanks she gets is a quiet hum before he's digging in . it looks and smells amazing , so how can he not ? ]
it's fine . i get it .
[ he'd never admit to the fact that he kind of appreciates her company . maybe . sort of . ]
it's fine . i get it .
[ he'd never admit to the fact that he kind of appreciates her company . maybe . sort of . ]
[She's cooking up a storm. She wasn't lying, she can flip a pancake, at least. The smell is intoxicating. Pure, unabashed pancake smell. She brings him a plate, dropping some onto it, before doing the same for herself.]
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
July 7, 2025 at 2:03 AM
[Nobody's really... said that to her before. She digs into her plate quietly, adjusting her headband. They sit in silence, and the au pairs who she dunked sorta shakily float into the room. Stare off between them and this girl.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
. . .
[Gretchen beat them with her bat, they're a lil dinged up.]
[She's cooking up a storm. She wasn't lying, she can flip a pancake, at least. The smell is intoxicating. Pure, unabashed pancake smell. She brings him a plate, dropping some onto it, before doing the same for herself.]
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
hello ???
you — ... ugh . fine .
[ huff ... he's gonna go sit down .
abandoning his sad attempt at a plate of pancakes .... ]
you — ... ugh . fine .
[ huff ... he's gonna go sit down .
abandoning his sad attempt at a plate of pancakes .... ]
[Holds up one finger, gathering up the ingredients. Pancakes round 2. She puts them down for a second to go to the top of the fridge, where she has a feeling his dad would keep chocolate and other thing Dev can't have. Once she has it, she's off cookin', ignoring his ass.]
July 7, 2025 at 1:23 AM
[She's cooking up a storm. She wasn't lying, she can flip a pancake, at least. The smell is intoxicating. Pure, unabashed pancake smell. She brings him a plate, dropping some onto it, before doing the same for herself.]
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
'Will clean up later. Sorry about that. My dad's hella wasted today. Can't ++
[Holds up one finger, gathering up the ingredients. Pancakes round 2. She puts them down for a second to go to the top of the fridge, where she has a feeling his dad would keep chocolate and other thing Dev can't have. Once she has it, she's off cookin', ignoring his ass.]
..........
can you . not ? dig through my food ???
can you . not ? dig through my food ???
'. . . Maybe I am, or you're hiding something from me.'
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
July 7, 2025 at 1:12 AM
[Holds up one finger, gathering up the ingredients. Pancakes round 2. She puts them down for a second to go to the top of the fridge, where she has a feeling his dad would keep chocolate and other thing Dev can't have. Once she has it, she's off cookin', ignoring his ass.]
'. . . Maybe I am, or you're hiding something from me.'
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
nothing . there's no smell . you're delusional .
. . . [Sniff sniff.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
July 7, 2025 at 1:02 AM
'. . . Maybe I am, or you're hiding something from me.'
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
[After typing that, she rubs her chin, and decides it doesn't matter.]
'Eh, doesn't really matter.'
[Opening his fridge???]
. . . [Sniff sniff.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
not as good as i am .
[ HIDING HIS PLATE OF PANCAKES BEHIND HIS BACK — ]
[ HIDING HIS PLATE OF PANCAKES BEHIND HIS BACK — ]
'Sounds about right. But now I'm a pretty good baker because of that.'
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
July 7, 2025 at 1:00 AM
. . . [Sniff sniff.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
'What's that burnt smell?'
[Not smug, she's just-- observant.]
'Sounds about right. But now I'm a pretty good baker because of that.'
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
leave your ten year old son in the kitchen unattended . nothing can go wrong .
July 7, 2025 at 12:57 AM
'Sounds about right. But now I'm a pretty good baker because of that.'
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
[Is she flexing or is she being honest.]
Reposted by GRETCHEN.
