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Resurrection is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
Lapin Cadbury comes back from the dead. Everyone has thoughts on that.
It’s up! The ‘Lapin and Cumulous chill roommates fic’ is finally done and posted, right in time for @acocweek! Writing this fic has been a wild ride, from crack idea to deep reflection on the nature of death and memory to a little (just a little) assault and battery.
It’s fine, no Swiftys were (permanently) harmed in the writing of this fic.
Feat. Lapin and Cumulous being chill roommates, absolutely no one else having a chill time, angst, food puns, more existential angst, a dash of Theopin, the complicated dynamics of grief and trauma and memory, generally poor coping mechanisms all around, and of course, the Lapin swoop.
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