[This blog contains adult content such as violence, blood, gore, death, alcohol use, and more. Please proceed with caution.]
Well. Mod is insane and made a Cobyn blog, rejoice! Rules are the same as all my blogs, but in case anyone is new–
No NSFW. Suggestive is fine (such as dirty jokes) in passing but nothing outright. And no NSFW with characters that are underage/Sailor, Poppy and Elise. Mod isn't comfortable with that.
Oc's, crossover's, yumeships, anon magic and general bullshit are encouraged and welcome! I'm just here to have fun!
Ships are welcome and encouraged, but no ships with underage characters or Sailor, Poppy and Elise.
I'm still working on my portrayal of Cobyn so please be patient with me! I really like the silly Irishman...
This blog will be very headcannons based, one such headcanon being that Cobyn is largely a people pleaser, and will be until we get more information on him as the game releases! -Mod Void/Via
ever since he quit his job as the bet and forgive showrunner, it’s been happening a lot. cobyn says it’s a trauma response, his brain trying to cope after years of nonstop exposure to gore and death, but vick doesn’t like it. he hates not feeling in control of his own brain, which can end up making him a little… fussy.
and when cobyn doesn’t wake up beside him? oh, oh! jail for papa! jail for one thousand years!
if he weren’t so small, he’d be able to recognise that they’re probably just downstairs making breakfast. too bad his brain feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton.
so what does he do when faced with this situation, you ask? cry out for him. loudly.
— @trivial--tycoon 🪻
[Cobyn had been making eggs for Vick downstairs, humming a tune as he moved around the kitchen– until Vick decided to make sure they knew he was awake.]
"Uh oh– looks like somebody's up." [He chuckled a little, turning the heat down on the stove.]
[He quickly walked upstairs and went to Vick's room, opening the door with a soft smile. He was still in his pajamas.]
the first thing vick does when he sees cobyn is reach out for him, only to stretch a little too far end up falling off the side of the bed, still tangled in his blankets. he’s quiet for a second, before bursting out into tears again.
vick just sniffles and whines as cobyn untangles him from the blankets, looking up at them with pleading eyes.
“ mmmnbbb… papaaaaa… ” he sniffles, immediately latching onto him as soon as he’s freed from his blanket prison. he shakes his head. he doesn’t seem hurt, luckily. just a case of the morning fussies. he lets himself cry into their arms for a few more seconds before making grabby hands upwards, motioning for cobyn to pick him up.
ever since he quit his job as the bet and forgive showrunner, it’s been happening a lot. cobyn says it’s a trauma response, his brain trying to cope after years of nonstop exposure to gore and death, but vick doesn’t like it. he hates not feeling in control of his own brain, which can end up making him a little… fussy.
and when cobyn doesn’t wake up beside him? oh, oh! jail for papa! jail for one thousand years!
if he weren’t so small, he’d be able to recognise that they’re probably just downstairs making breakfast. too bad his brain feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton.
so what does he do when faced with this situation, you ask? cry out for him. loudly.
— @trivial--tycoon 🪻
[Cobyn had been making eggs for Vick downstairs, humming a tune as he moved around the kitchen– until Vick decided to make sure they knew he was awake.]
"Uh oh– looks like somebody's up." [He chuckled a little, turning the heat down on the stove.]
[He quickly walked upstairs and went to Vick's room, opening the door with a soft smile. He was still in his pajamas.]
the first thing vick does when he sees cobyn is reach out for him, only to stretch a little too far end up falling off the side of the bed, still tangled in his blankets. he’s quiet for a second, before bursting out into tears again.
