#nisha.txt

[somuchfrstardust]

v hooked on the hc of poison calling motorbaby ‘girlie’ and ‘sugar’ and in the same breath, kobras calling her ‘darlin’ and ‘sweetheart’

ghoul calls her ‘kid’ and ‘gremlin’ and jet calls her ‘baby’ and ‘angel’

[jaylorswift]

seven palm trees and seven chickens, choose your fighter

[somuchfrstardust]

thinking about with kobra gets sick, he isolates himself. completely hides himself away when he’s at the peak of whatever sickness he’s dealing with

but it’s not just hiding away in his room, no, it’s compiling his lanky self in the most odd and unthinkable places around the diner. beneath the booth tables, behind the bar, inside a storage closet, inside the kitchen cabinets, etc

once, when he was feeling hot and cold flashes, sweating, hardly able to keep any food or water down, he crawled his way inside the old, dingy dishwasher in the back of the kitchen. it’s insides had long been tore out and repurposed, because when and why would they ever bother to fix the thing up and use it? at most, it had been used to store random shit.

he had moved whatever was inside, tossed in the counters, and crawled inside half delirious and shaking. it was dark, small, and an odd lukewarm temperature. but kobra curled up inside, head between his knees and arms around his legs. he must’ve been in there for hours, and the others practically tore up the diner looking for him.

he was good at hiding the signs of when he was starting to grow ill, but poison was good at catching them anyway. fun ghoul is the one that finds him, throwing open the door and stood shocked when kobra was revealed, as though ghoul didn’t actually expect him to be inside.

“fuck, fuck, he’s in the ‘washer!”

it’s all spotty after that, but jet and poison were there in no time, and helped pull kobra out. he was limp, and it had been so easy for jet to lift him up and take him to his room with the others hot on his tail. they got water in him, and poison spent practically the whole night sitting vigil by his side

[somuchfrstardust]

going to make a quick, suuuper general ad looking for new rp partners that’d be interested writing on discord

tbh, I’m rly looking for someone who’d be interested in writing with ocs or making ocs together. so that def includes roleplaying, bantering, or just making hcs together.

specifically, I’m rly fixating on oc bands I’ve been making and would love to infodump about them + make connections for them with others ocs. there are some triggering themes that some have (physical abuse, neglect, substance abuse, etc) and I can definitely go more in depth for ppl that want to know

basically I’m looking for someone to make oc bands with tbh. likeee come join my fixation with me bestie, I’ll send you tons of oc core info, playlists, edits, etc

just a tmi that I do work 5 days out of the week so I won’t be active all the time, and my responses may be spotty sometimes, but I’ll definitely respond to msgs & hcs & all in my free time

I can write in basically any style & have a huge preference for using face claims rather than art/picrew

but uhhhh, feel free to comment or pm me

[somuchfrstardust]

kobra gets sensory overload headaches at times and to solve it, he’ll sometimes take his bike out to the middle of some barren dunes and just sit there until it fades

other times when even driving is too much for him, he’ll curl up hidden beneath his tattered blanket in his room until it calms. the others tend to pick up on it quickly, and are real careful about staying quiet until he’s feeling better

[somuchfrstardust]

kobra kid is literally the pickiest eater out of the killjoys and I will stand by this hc until the day I die

mans will throw up the moment he eats plain power pup. cannot stomach it at all, would literally rather starve himself. gotta get that mans some kinda veggie or something to mix in and overpower the flavor

[somuchfrstardust]

ft. these fools

[somuchfrstardust]

the chaos