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Fanfic reader's prayer: may my favorite author's hyperfixation on this fandom last longer than mine 🙏

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damage control

by cj pocketknifeprayers. 587 words. ao3 link

party was in one of their moods.

not the sad kind. wasn't the wouldnt-get-out-of-bed kind, or quiet-'cept-for-waxing-poetic-about-death-and-hopelessness kind. instead it was the kind that scared kobra a lil more, the one where they snapped at little things 'n spoke too fast 'n the things they said just didn't make too much sense. self sacrificial 'n balls to the wall energy.

he could tell when they were gettin' like this. a certain tone in their voice. on edge, almost. or sometimes jus' a type of confidence that pissed people off, arrogant 'n unlike themself. kobra didn't appreciate that becoming his sibling's reputation. it made him mad. that wasn't them in their right mind.

tonight their tone had an edge to it. he could hear them, talkin' too loud in their room, too fast, rambling 'n then laughing sharply at something they'd said. kobra could hear ghoul's responses, too. taken aback, quiet, listening. tired, too. it was late. he could picture the scene behind the thin wall he pressed his ear against. could picture poison pacing, or worked up 'bout somethin' grand, with ghoul assuming the role of damage-minimizer, worried 'til they came back down in a couple 'a days. (hopefully only 'a couple a days.)

kobra chewed at the skin on his lip as he listened, little pieces flakin' off from dehydration. he heard ghoul say somethin' inside, somethin' quiet that party didn't appreciate, 'n their attitude did a 180. their tone told kobra that they were sayin' something hurtful in return, berating ghoul, 'n kobra cringed to himself. fuckin' christ. he heard footsteps and quickly backed away from the door in time to be out of the way when it swung open, ghoul pushing his way past 'n out, swiping angrily at a tear streaming down his face. kobra made eye contact with a very pissed-off looking party poison inside through the opened door. their glare got even harder 'n kobra flinched when they slammed the door in his face.

ghoul was crying when kobra came in the room. he gingerly sat down next to him on the sagging mattress. stayed quiet 'til he wanted to talk. he did, eventually. all stuff kobra already knew. he coulda predicted what ghoul would say from the start. worry, fear for party's state 'a mind. they took offense to his suggestion that they weren't doing well. this was the best they'd ever felt, theyd said. they always said that when they got like this. clearer than ever. they knew their purpose. they wanted to die for it. wanted to feel it that deep. they couldn't see how not normal that was, ghoul cried, frustrated. how they couldn't see somethin' was wrong.

kobra worried too. was hard not to when your sibling, or in ghoul's case, your partner was sayin' this typa stuff. actin' this way. friggen concerning. they used to take meds for it, he remembered. things were bad when kobra was little. they acted all kinds of sideways, then the city put them on some medication. he didn't know whether he agreed with it or not. it took this violent up 'n down away from them but at what cost?

all 'a this started again with those pink and white pills, crushed under their boot on the sandy asphalt: a renunciation of the system the two of them left behind.

kobra made up his mind to talk about it with them when things had passed. til then, they were doing the best they could. all of them, poison included.

#ANOTHER AMAZING STORY BY CJ POCKETKNIFEPRAYERS

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see 0 note flop posts aren't that bad when they're personal but 0 note fandom posts feel literally so bad. like if you don't wanna play toys with me anymore just say that. i'll pack up my super cool awesome things and go and i'll sit on the other side of the playground by myself and i won't even look at you. fuck

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Show Pony: a lot of people are asking me if I'm a boy or a girl and I get it, you want to know if you're gay or straight or whatever, so I just wanted to say... good luck!

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i need to make a list of locations in the zones in my canon

#same

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I made Val's necklace!

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^Kobra Kid^

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vinylocity ‼️ also whoever u ship poison with (if anyone)

vinylocity:

and I don't really ship poison with anyone

(ship bingo)

#danger days #transsexual-heart #asks #ask game #vinylocity

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what if DESTROYA is portrayed as the villain in mousekat cartoons as BL propaganda?

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incredibly rushed and made while Very Tirwd but .new ship bingo :3333

send me ships 2 do this with or rb 2 do it yrself idc …………

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I KNOW YOU GET EXCITED WHEN THE CAMERAS GO RA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA

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i kinda wanna make a bitchy post but maybe i could do more in universe discourse instead

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I'll probably never finish this Fun Ghoul fic I've had sitting around for forever. It was meant to be something of a companion for Baby, Trouble, Jet Star, following Fun Ghoul from childhood to adulthood, but I may never finish it. So have a little taste....

Fun Ghoul was small. He was born early and tongue-tied. He was skinny, weak, and the midwife looked at him critically and said, “He won’t last the week.” For three days he wailed a high, piteous wail, hungry but failing to latch, only managing to lap the milk that fell on his lips that his mother massaged from her breast. Finally, on the fourth day, desperate to keep her son alive, his mother took a pocket knife and cut the tongue-tie free. The resulting infection nearly killed him, but when the fever finally broke, he nursed properly for the first time in his life. 

#👀

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Have a little time off work, so I'm finally working on Baby, Trouble, Jet Star again.

I'm probably in the last two chapters. So, that's nice.

#CHEERING AND CLAPPING YAYYY

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trying to write romance when youre romance repulsed is so. difficult

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kobra my beloved thehe

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