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Resurrection is like a box of chocolates. Â You never know what you're gonna get.
Lapin Cadbury comes back from the dead. Â Everyone has thoughts on that.
Itâs up! The âLapin and Cumulous chill roommates ficâ 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.
Itâs 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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