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[Image Description: A colored digital sketch of Dr. Death Defying, Jet Star, and the Girl. Doc is sitting in a brown chair, and Jet and the Girl are both sitting on the floor, with Jet directly in front of the chair and the Girl in front of Jet. Dr. D has tan skin, a short beard and long, dark brown hair in a ponytail, tied back with a red bandana headband. He is braiding Jet’s hair, and frowning slightly with a hair tie in his mouth. He is wearing a black t-shirt with a blue, white, and red target on it, dark jeans, black boots, a red sweat band, and a bright pink knee brace. Jet has slightly lighter skin and curly brown hair in braids with a few loose locks across his face. He is leaning slightly forward, reaching for a small tub by his leg. He is wearing a green t-shirt and torn blue jeans, and there is a band aid on his thumb. The Girl has light brown skin and curly copper hair, halfway styled into a mohawk. She is wearing a turquoise t shirt, Fun Ghoul’s vest, grey pants, and teal socks. The background is white. End ID] 

Day the last of @ddplatonicpromptweek​ was a free space! So here it is. I love them so so much

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day 6: radio crew

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[Image Description: A digital drawing of Fun Ghoul and NewsAGoGo. Fun Ghoul, on the left, is standing and leaning back with his arms out to the side and an open mouth grin, as if in the middle of a very big laugh. They have grey-green skin and shoulder length dark green hair. Xyr teeth are sort of yellow and pointy. He is wearing a green canvas vest with black and yellow detailing, a torn red crop top that says “WAR” across the front, a black military style belt, grey pants and boots, green knee pads, arm guards with a caution tape pattern, brown fingerless gloves, and orange ski goggles. Newsie is smiling and standing with her arms crossed over her chest and one foot on a yellow box tv. She has light brown skin and brown hair that has been dyed half green and half blue, with the roots showing a little. She is wearing a torn, pink-and-purple stripey shirt, a yellow vest with several colored pins, a black belt, a red military style belt, light blue cargo pants with colorful patches, purple converse, and round goggles with one blue and one red lens. There is a frankenstein mask with pink skin and green hair on the floor next to Ghoul, and the background is green. End ID] 

Combination of Days 5 and 6 of @ddplatonicpromptweek​ ! Fun Ghoul and Radio Crew! They’re mad scientists. 

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[Image Description: A pencil drawing of Fun Ghoul and an original character named Killer King. Ghoul, only drawn from the neck up, is smiling at the viewer, and has the top half of their hair pulled back, the rest being loose and falling to about their shoulders. Xe has frankenstein stitches tattooed around xyr neck. King is behind him, looking down as she puts a paper crown on his head. She has long, poofy hair, and is wearing her own paper crown and a tank top. End ID]

Hopping on @ddplatonicpromptweek with day 5, Fun Ghoul! Getting a crown from my OC Killer King cause xe deserves a crown

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Day 4: Kobra Kid

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Description: Kobra gets their bad luck beads. Jet gets a glimpse of the kid hiding behind the cobra.

Warning(s): None, surprisingly

Tagging: @tasteofamnesia, @dagger-queen, @organhaver, @struckbysatellites

Additional notes: Combination fic for days 2 & 4 of @ddplatonicpromptweek because i meant to join in, then got busy, then ended up whipping this up anyways. Enjoy!

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It's been a while since The Diner has known a moment of peace once the Zones' youngest debutants have made the old building into their home. So much so, in fact, that as Jet Star sits in one of the booths with a comic book in hand and feet kicked up on the table he can't help but feel a glaring absence of something. Or rather said someone— two killjoys who get along like water and gasoline, left stranded over at WKIL by a sandstorm that lasted until nightfall. That was hours ago, and as much as the killjoy has had worse reading conditions than squinting in faint glow of the moon, he doubts reading is going to be what gets him through the night.

There always is, of course, the option to just go to sleep, but judging by the lights blinking lazily from the kitchen Kobra Kid has already beaten him to it and he'd hate to jostle them up— they're an awfully light sleeper, after all. Or maybe Jet's just making up excuses, because while being part of the same crew, he still does not know how to talk with the youngest member of the Fabulous Killjoys without acting just as cagey about it as they do. It's a shortcoming on both their sides, one that that has caused the most meaningful conversations they've had be over something as trivial as flavors of soda, and one that makes him feel a little guilty, although nowhere does it say crewmates must know everything about one another or ever get along. Ghoul and Poison illustrate that last point fairly well.

"You're up." Kobra points out, standing in the entrance to the kitchen, a blanket draped around the shoulders like a cape, unceremoniously dragging behind them as they walk.

"Yeah, couldn't put down this issue of, uhh...." Jet pauses, turning the comic to read the cover, "Punk Rock Jesus."

"You're full of shit." the blonde deadpans, though it has none of the edge their words usually have, and plops down into the booth across of him.

"Well, you look like it." Jet sighs, getting a look from the younger which he chooses to ignore, "Just go back to sleep, Kobes—it's still a good few hours until sunrise."

Kobra frowns, their gaze flickering for a moment between Jet Star and the empty desert outside, brushed in hues of black, blue and purple, "I wanted to ask you something."

Hearing this, earns them a frown of their own, only this time in confusion as the other sets down his comic book and waves them to continue, "Your bracelet— the bad luck beads— what do they mean?" Jet opens his mouth to answer, but Kobra cuts him off, "Beyond the whole Phoenix Witch spiel. I get why they're important, but your strand is longer than Poison's and theirs is longer than Ghoul's, I'm pretty sure, and I just. I want to know why."

The teen punctuates their sentence with a sigh before gently dropping their head to the table and resting it on top of their folded arms, as if the question had taken a lot of energy to get out and now they had to rest up again. And maybe it had— there's no way of Jet knowing that— what he does know however is that they asked a very heavy question; one, that he himself doesn't know if he's ready to answer, as he clinks the blue plastic beads together thoughtfully.

"It was meant for a friend." he says eventually, some bitter part of him cussing out his decision as he continues his explanation, though it feels more akin to a confession in the still air of the night, "She couldn't accept it, so I kept it instead. It reminds me of her and has beads for the people we lost— that's what you were confused about, right? Why it's more than 27?"

Kobra nods, their face now partially covered by their arms, as they look up at him with big, glassy eyes, strands of freshly bleached hair falling in front of them like a torn bead curtain. Jet looks away, startled by the sudden eye contact and when he looks back up the teen is gone, shuffling back into the Diner's backroom and leaving the form to resign to the fact that no matter how hard he tries he'll likely never be able to get them to lower their walls. Defeated, he throws the discarded comic a last hopeless look before deciding the garage might have something more interesting to offer than some dusty old comic barely even held together anymore by its measly 3 staples, but as he gets up to leave he's once again faced with the youngest killjoy, carrying what appears to be a shoebox and walking silent as a cat.

"Can you add beads for other people if it adds up to 27?" the teen sets down the box Jet now recognizes to be the one that hold the four's bracelet-making supplies, and fumbles for a moment to answer as they press on, "You said you add a bead for every person you lose, but if you were to add a bead for someone else within your 27 does that mean you get to keep their bad luck around your wrist as well?"

"I—" Jet Star drops back into the booth, running a hand through his hair trying to think of anything that would either aid or disprove Kobra's theories, "Maybe? There's nothing that says it won't, but I though you—"

The former shakes their head, taking the lid off the box and reclaiming their spot on the other side of the table, "This one's for me. Not for her."

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When Fun Ghoul and Party Poison return to the Diner, the following day— almost at noon, but only because Pony insisted with Ghoul needlessly whining about how patrols must still be on their way back to Battery City in the morning— and they find the other half of their crew sleeping in one of the booths next to the entrance. Kobra Kid is resting their head on Jet Star's shoulder, who's resting his own on top of theirs, and the grudging crewmates unknowingly share smile before noticing a single strand of beads on the table before them. It's almost entirely made up of black, save for the last 3 which are: red, blue and yellow.

One for each member of the Fabulous Killjoys, save for Kobra.

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now he lives inside someone he does not recognize

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wc: 326

for @ddplatonicpromptweek day 4: kobra kid!!!

yeah uh. kobra time.

warning for knives but like. it’s just there there’s no blood or anything

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they gently knocked on the door, quietly opening it when they received an answering knock. they slipped inside, silently locking the door behind them and taking in the scene.

their baby brother sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by torn bits of skirt and clumps of long brown hair, a kitchen knife still in hand. they crossed the room quickly, kneeling next to him and pulling him close.

“what’s wrong?” they asked softly, sitting back to see their brother’s face.

“i have to leave,” he managed. “‘m a boy—” he was cut off by a fresh round of tears, and they pulled him close again.

“i’ll help you pack, yeah?,” they said gently. “i’m coming with.” he looked up, and they smoothed down his choppy bangs. “i couldn’t let my baby brother run away on his own.”

he sniffled, and they handed him a clean-ish piece of fabric from the floor to wipe his nose.

“really?”

“yeah.” they smiled, and he gave a small smile in return. they helped him up, brushed off all the hair they could from his dress. “you wanna get changed? i’ll give you something to wear, and we can pack a bag?”

he nodded, and they ruffled his hair. he giggled a little, and they slipped out, pulling pants and their most comfortable shirt from the drawer and putting them in a backpack. they stuffed a few other things in the top—a water from their dresser, a sweater, some extra socks. they padded back down the hall, shoes and backpack in hand, and let themself into their brother’s room.

“you ready?” they asked, closing the door behind them and tossing their brother the clothes. he caught them, hesitating for a moment.

“thanks,” he said softly. before they could reply, he pulled them into a hug, his face buried in their chest, and they hugged him tight for a moment before replying.

“you’re welcome.” they said, then grinned. “baby brother.”

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[Image Description: A digital drawing of The Girl and Kobra Kid sitting and reading a comic book together. The Girl has tan skin, green eyes, and coppery brown curly hair styled in a mohawk. She is wearing a teal shirt with white scribbles on it, a red whistle around her neck, brown gloves, and two bracelets- a simple blue band and a white one with four colored beads, which are blue, green, yellow, and red. She is smiling up at Kobra and pointing to the open page of the comic book. Kobra is white, with brown eyes and bleached-blonde hair in an undercut, pushed back by a blue headband with a blue flower and two pink hearts on it. He is wearing a yellow shirt with black scribbles that match the Girl’s shirt and torn red jeans. He is smiling down at the Girl, with one arm wrapped around her, his hand resting on her arm. The background is pink, with a lighter border. End ID] 

Day 4 of @ddplatonicpromptweek​ !! Mr The Kobra Kid! Everybody look at their matching shirts this instant

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Party poison for @ddplatonicpromptweek ‼️ sry I’m a day late :’)

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Day 3 prompt: Party Poison

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Hey babes I’m officially un-grounded and posting the first @ddplatonicpromptweek fic(let) a couple days late!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32876464

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[Image Description: A digital drawing of Party Poison and Kobra Kid. Party is standing and facing the left, but their head is turned to look at Kobra questioningly, who is sitting on the right. They are leaning slightly back, with their arms up and bent sharply, creating 90-degree angles with their elbows and wrists. Their right arm is above their head, and their left is out to the side. They are white, with bright red hair in an undercut that has been pushed back save for one lock that falls across their face. They are wearing two crop tops, the outer one being a sparkly green with short sleeves and a design of a stylized eye with two x’s flanking it and the inner one being a form fitting one with light and dark blue stripes, bright purple short shorts attached with a pink garter to blue thigh-high socks, pink argyle arm warmers, several colorful bracelets and armbands, a thin orange belt and a thick brown one that has two simple belt chains on it, the longer one having little pink heart charms on it, and black mid-calf boots with yellow lightning bolts on the front and orange and red outlines of said lightning bolts. They have bright yellow eyeshadow and red lipstick. Kobra is facing Party, turned away from the viewer. He is white and has bleached blonde hair in a short undercut, which has been pushed back. He is wearing a deep purple crop top with four skinny triangles cut vertically down the back and semi-transparent mesh sleeves, red jeans with a few holes in the legs to reveal high waisted black fishnets with a red waistband, a hot pink belt, and bright yellow fingerless gloves. There is a question mark next to Party’s head. The background is brown, and there is a tan border. They are outlined in the same color as the border. End ID] 

Day 3 of @ddplatonicpromptweek​ , Party Poison! They’re getting ready to go out, so outfits are being reviewed. 

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Summary: Something wakes Jet up

Half-because of this art (ty pi ily) and half-for day two (Jet Star) of @ddplatonicpromptweek!

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day 2 prompt: Jet Star

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[Image Description: A digital drawing of Jet Star and Show Pony laying down next to each other, as seen from above. Jet has tan skin and curly brown hair in two braids, with some loose locks over his face. He is wearing a dark brown eyepatch, a blue bandana headband, a green t-shirt, and several stickers on his face, mostly of stars and hearts. He is smiling and looking slightly off screen. Pony has brown skin and fluffy brown hair, some of which is falling over the right side of their face. They are wearing Jet’s jacket- a denim jacket with red trim- and a worn white shirt. They also have several stickers on their face, similar to Jet, with a few smiley face stickers in addition. They are smiling at the viewer. The pair is sharing a set of black headphones. The background is a dark blue, and there is a light blue border with various stars, lightning bolts, and hearts doodled all around it. End ID] 

Day 2 of @ddplatonicpromptweek​ is Jet Star! They’re stargazing 

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Day 1 prompt: the Girl

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