Post #205

[merigibu]

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None this week. =[

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[akamine_chan]

Party Poison/Gerard, this thing they have has lasted a year

drop the dagger, Party Poison/Gerard Way, R, 1/2

[akamine_chan]

Part of the Sharpest Lives 'verse. Hope it's okay, OP.

They've been fucking for a year now, on and off, not-so-random encounters at the illicit weekend raves in empty BLI warehouses

drop the dagger, Party Poison/Gerard Way, R, 2/2

[akamine_chan]

Poison has the idea that they're not talking band like MGMK or Flyin Iguanas. "A band," Poison repeats dubiously.

"Yeah." Gerard twitches his hands and Poison lets go, sitting up and moving away a little. "BLI recruited us when we were just kids to shill Better Living, draw in the younger demographics, show them how cool BLI could be. Perform at rallies, do commercials, that kind of thing."

"Okay."

"We've been working on getting out of Bat City, making connections and arranging things-"

Poison closes his eyes against the sudden realization that he's been had. "How long have you been planning this?"

"It's not like that-"

"How long?" There's steel in the snap of his voice.

"About-about a year."

"Yeah." Poison gets to his feet and looks down at Gerard. He wants to be pissed, wants to feel betrayed, but honestly, he's just mad at himself for even believing, just for a little while, that there was something more between them. He's a fucking idiot. "Upper management twig onto what you're doing