sometime in the next 24-48 hours. i am breaking the "sleeping dogs" curse. mark my fucking words

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sometime in the next 24-48 hours. i am breaking the "sleeping dogs" curse. mark my fucking words
do any of you people still get this reference or am i talking to myself in here
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A+ flirting skills
(hi ty for the tag! <3) i am fishing blindly for d/p. just kidding i'm picking the one title that's obviously that ship. perry goes to NA??? :3c
you are most welcome thank u for the ask <33
so "perry goes to NA" is a fun 1. lmao the "NA" stands for Nemesis Anonymous. it's a support group for both heroes and villains who are uhh...a little too attached to their nemeses. he's there by court order & not having a good time.
he's incredibly bitchy and feisty in this 1. being in his head for this fic has been so much fun. theres gonna be some fun interactions between him and the other agents later as he tries to figure out who sold him out, + maybe some Stacy BFF stuff, + the rotating cast of NA attendees are gonna be fun to write. he and D do ofc end up together despite OWCA having to force Perry to go to this, bc OWCA is the gubmint and cares more about checking boxes than anything else really.
inspired, stupidly, by 2 things:
shirt i have from 5 below in the most horrendous colors u can imagine which says "platypus anonymous" on it. t's all pics of Doof and Perry. the phrase, to my twisted mind, represents the existence of some kind of support group for monotreme addicts, of which i imagine Heinz is a part. we can say LOVEMUFFIN made him go, or we can imagine he went there, as some ppl do, looking secretly for validation about his addiction, and not with any real intent to recover: nonetheless, the shirt exists, and it's cartoonishly stupid the way i am wearing it constantly, negating the whole "anonymous" aspect of the premise.
🐦⬛ saying some really inspiring (read: filthy) shit to me that caused us to get together in the first place. i shan't say. oouh. *swoons* did i mention this 1 is an incredibly NSFW fic. as are most of mine. bc it is. there will be sexting. it will be bad.
it is like if delta v and learned helplessness had a really weird and stupid baby together. i'll leave that to the imagination of that vanishingly small slice of my followers who have, for some reason, read both.
suicide baiting is his love language, your honor
sighing really hard and flipping my "days since last inadvisable WIP" counter to 0
hell of a writing night it's shaping up to be