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iamthecomet · 8 months

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oooh i need to know how rainy reacts to seeing swiss or mountain next to aurora

You could not have sent this ask on a better day, Anon.

Kinktober - Day 13 - Size Difference

Almost 900 words of Rain pining over Mountain and Aurora in a very public place.

Rain can’t stand it anymore. Dew, Aeon, and Swiss are talking about something–guitars maybe. Beer? Rain doesn’t know. He shifts, feet sticking to the floor of the dive bar just enough to make him cringe. If he was more clear-headed he might just leave. This place is gross. Swiss always has terrible taste in bars. They’re always dirty, sticky, smelling of stale cigarettes and old beer. They remind him of the little music venues Dew will sometimes drag him to. The ones where they stand at the back the room and watch some hardcore or black metal band. Sipping watered down beer and watching Humans try to kill each other in the pit.

At least then, there’s entertainment. He doesn’t get this though. The appeal of coming somewhere like this just to drink?

Swiss says it’s because the drinks are cheap, but that doesn’t really matter anymore. And honestly, Rain would have gone back to the hotel a while ago if it wasn’t for the scene unfolding in front of him.

Mountain’s teaching Aurora how to play pool. His big body tucking around hers as he teaches her how to hold the cue. How to aim. Bending her down over the table with a hand flat on her back.

And Rain is hard. Straining against his jeans. If he moves away from the cover of the bar he’ll be in trouble. He angles his body to try to make sure no one sees.

He doesn’t feel like making a scene tonight.

Mountain bends, spine curving down to whisper something Aurora’s ear. She laughs. Cumulus and Cirrus stand at the other end of the pool table watching. Cirrus leans against the wall, cue in hand, eyes narrowed as she takes in the spectacle. Rain can’t decide if the look on her face is because she wants to win at pool, or she’s hungry for the same thing Rain is.

Mountain’s fingers cover Aurora’s completely when he adjusts her grip. She smiles up at him, cheeks pinking with a blush that makes Rain’s cock kick in his pants. His mouth is dry. He takes a sip of beer to fix it. The bitter end of it doesn’t help. He wants to wash it down with the sweat beading on Mountain’s neck. He can see it, glistening against his throat.

Aurora looks over her shoulder with bright eyes. She presses back against Mountain as he adjusts her stance and Rain feels like he might blow it right here.

Mountain’s hand comes to rest on her belly. Rain can see the span of his hand. Thumb slipping below the hem of her cropped shirt. Palm flat to her skin. That hand covers all of her, from hip to hip.

Rain watches as Mountain’s fingers flex and he pulls her back just a little. A noise builds deep in his throat, a growl or a whine he doesn’t know.

“Take the shot. You can fuck later,” Cirrus says, rolling her eyes. Aurora’s blush deepens. The outburst does nothing to pull Rain from his reverie. He can’t stop watching as Mountain holds Aurora close, guides her to pull back the cute, to shoot.

She makes the shot, a ball dropping into the corner pocket. Aurora whoops. Jumping, throwing her arms around Mountain’s neck. Pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Rain watches him blush too, grinning down at Aurora as she celebrates.

“You get to go again,” he says to her, still holding her a little to close to be just instructional. Rain reaches down to adjust himself in his pants. He wonders if he can hide it long enough to walk to the bathroom. To jack off into a dingy toilet to this image.

Aurora grins up at Mountain, there’s something strangely predatory about it. It makes Rain’s stomach hurt.

“Will you help me again?”

From her spot against the wall, Cirrus groans. Cumulus hits her softly on the arm, as if to tell her to be nice. Rain can’t help but feel the same sentiment. He’d love for Aurora’s turn to be over so he can breathe properly again.

Instead, Mountain folds himself around her again. Presses her hips tight to the pool table. Clearly grinding his own against the swell of her ass. He engulfs her. Rain feels like he’s about to catch on fire. His cock leaks in his pants. He can feel the wetspot against his palm as he touches himself. He can’t pretend to be adjusting anymore, he’s grinding into his own palm, hissing through his teeth at the pressure. He’s just lucky Dew, Swiss, and Aeon are engaged in a heated debate about guitar strings or some other asinine thing. Aurora makes the next shot too and Mountain stays glued to her as they shift around the table. Rain grinds his palm down harder into his cock and gives himself a tight squeeze. Hips rolling up against his hand. He’s probably going to cum right here, in his pants in a dirty bar just from this, from them. He should feel bad about it, maybe, getting himself off in public like this. To a pool game of all things. But there’s no blood left in his brain for shame to use. He huffs out a sigh in lieu of the moan he wants to and prepares to make a mess of himself.

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beauleifu · 1 year

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Hello! Can you write a oneshot or a headcanon (platonic, ofc) about Macaque with a reserved but also very outgoing child? (like those kids that are calm and reserved but if you mention something they really like they just go off and start rambling all happy and excited)

I had this idea in my head for a little while, I think it'd be really funny and wholesome if he just appeared at Pigsy's Noodles w/ his child and everyone's like "wh- YOU'RE A DAD??? WHEN??? HOW????" and he just watches with that Tired Parent Look™ as his kid stares directly at MK and goes "YOU'RE THAT MONKIE GUY ON THE TV!!!"

Sorry for any errors! English is not my first language, I apologize for the long text aswell, I'm just an absolute sap for the "tired but loving dad" trope also you can totally delete my ask or skip it if you don't want to write it!! Thank you either way, your writing is wonderful :) !

All right! *cracks fingers, snaps neck- whoops-*

You got it anon! Sorry for not answering this ask sooner, I realized headcanons are easier to write than an actual oneshot considering the limited time I have to write nowadays. But I hope you enjoy, and thanks for the ask! <333

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MACAQUE X CHILD!READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: Long ago, a wise old monkey had taken you under his wing, to train you and teach you the ways- okay, let's save the theatrics for later, that's Macaque's thing. Your father figure. Honestly, he's growing on you, and it's starting to show now that people are pointing it out.

TW: None!

HEADCANNONS

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Macaque doesn't normally take you somewhere where conflict is bound to arise. He'd prefer someplace more peaceful, like a park/museum/theater. Unless, of course, he's in the mood for adventure and will literally take you skydiving without a permit.

Totally the irresponsible dad. He's protective as FUCK, let's make that clear, but in the end he trusts you to take care of yourself

perhaps a bit too much, and even you think that

He'll encourage you to pet that snake

He'll give you the thumbs up if you wanted to climb to the top of the weather tower during a thunderstorm

Like "Go get 'em, (Y/N)! Make your father proud!"

With such a dramatic character when it comes to encouraging you, Macaque will become insanely tired. He'll be snoring on the couch and won't wake up even if you stacked all the furniture in the house on his back

Speaking of the house, he and you live far away from any danger

This guy didn't know jack shit about being a dad at first (you kind of hat to teach him, oh how the turns have tabled) But once he understood the basics, he took the reins, eager to impress you and earn your respect. Macaque isn't usually a sucker for developing any relationship with Earthly figures, but you were the only exception. He'd lay awake at night thinking if he's making the right choice, then slapping himself for even considering abandoning you. You are too precious.

Which is why he's totally, utterly wrapped around your little finger

So when you ask to get take-out at Pigsy's Noodles, it doesn't take much effort to sway his stoic resolve

"Dad. Pops. Papa. Father of mine," you say, grabbing his face, looking a lot older than you actually are. "Please!"

Since Macaque can't turn his face to the side (squished as it is), he sighs dramatically and closes his eyes. You catch the faint, irritated twitch of his tail, but that's about the only hint of Fed-Up Parent you can detect.

"(Y/N), Megapolis is miles away."

"You have shadow magic!"

"You can't just abuse my powers, especially now that you've decided to abuse yours," he grunts, albeit grinning at you. He' loosing.

Triumph fills your chest. "I can handle it! Uncle Pigsy would love to see me!"

"Uncle!?" Macaque splutters, finally escaping your grip. Shocked eyes blink down at you. "Sweetheart, you haven't even met Pigsy, you've only seen him from afar."

You blink up, flaunting those devil-may-care puppy eyes.

Oh, he hates it when you do that.

"Puh-lease! I'll do anything! i'll scratch your back! Do my chores before games! I-I'll stay out of your secret stash of peaches!" You gasp, flopping down on the soft carpet lining the floor. You consider the intricate pattern for a moment, then mutter under your breath; "Even though you said you hate those. . . ."

Macaque fixes you with a stern look. "You know about that, huh?"

"Mayyybe."

Like I said, not that much effort. The guy may be invulnerable to harm at best, but his immortality falls short under your tactics. Persuasive skills that he taught you to use.

Sucks how plans backfire, huh?

When you two do get to the shop, however, Macaque goes into full parent-mode

He doesn't care if you think it's uncool, you're holding his hand and that's that. He'd get you one of those child harnesses but thank the stars you'd convinced him you're worth more than such a humiliating child-control device.

So in you go, holding hands, Macaque glaring at anyone who spares you a curious glance.

When Macaque sees who's at the counter, he almost does a 180 out of there

It's MK.

Of all people.

He hasn't seen the two of you yet, though. You feel Macaque's paw tighten over your small, nimble fingers, and you can't help but squeeze back in return, asking a silent question.

It's times like these where you don't know what to do. You're still a child, even if this was your idea.

But then you spot who's at the counter

and At the same time, Pigsy comes 'round the corner with a giant tray of noodles- fit for the exact number of people surrounding the Monkie Kid. Suddenly, Macaque realizes who all is there.

This guy

Parent-Panic-Pro

The literal Monkey King is the first to turn head, eyes landing on Macaque first. You can tell instantly his fight-or-flight response just kicked in; shoulders tensing, teeth baring, eyes widening (oh yes, typical ex behavior- HAHA)

Then, all heads are turning.

And Monkey King's eyes land on you

Macaque steps in front of you, form tense and on high alert. "Heyyyy," he says, awkwardly.

The Monkey King tilts his head, perhaps confused as to why his old friend is protecting a little kid. Then he realizes. Poor guy connects the dots, lets out an unholy gasp of astonishment, and points and the both of you

"YOU. YOU- AND THEM- MACISTHATYOURKID-"

Pandemonium.

At least, in the most gentle context. MK and his friends do a double take, the Monkey King is gaping and trying to figure out who could ever love Macaque to result in this- and your dad just completely gives up. He gives you this look, like 'see why I was against bringing you here'

And you know. And your eyes say sorry, that you'll make it up to him later

Typical silent father/child communicating

(you guys are really good at that, communicating through your eyes or expressions. it helps in crowds)

That is, until your eyes fall on MK and realize for the first time that he's actually there

And Macaque's face falls into an impossibly disappointed facade (really, he's happy you're socializing) as you let go of his hand and prance right up to MK, eyes literal stars.

Thank goodness for MK, for he's kind and patient enough to let you blabble and gush on about how cool he is and how you've stayed up to date on the latest chaos he's incited (poor dude looks a bit downcast at that)

Funny how you went to such a well-behaved, shy kid to an energetic hyper-fixated gremlin in two seconds

All the while, Pigsy is listening, Monkey King corners Macaque and quietly demands answers (the two of them talk in the background for awhile as you socialize)

Noodles are served

There's just so many people in Pigsy's Noodles that the owner himself couldn't keep track of who ordered what, so everyone just got the same thing- and lots of it

In the end, you're all sitting down at the table (everyone had worked together to gather as many spare tables/chairs as possible to sit together at one huge-ass table)

You insisted you sit with Mei and MK in order to interrogate them about their adventures

OF course, you mean well, and they know that. And Macaque never pulls you aside because he likes seeing you like this, it makes him happy knowing you're indulging in the things you love, and he deosn't have the heart to tell you it's almost time to go home.

So you stay there for awhile, chatting with Mk and his friends

You get to know Pigsy (he doesn't mind being called your uncle, said at this point he's practically everyone's uncle or dad)

But alas

You're bit a child

And towards the end of the night, aftter everyone is stuffed full of noodles, you're conked out in your chair, slumped and snoring softly, eyes fluttering from dreaming

Everyone glances at you, how fucking adorable you are

Macaque straightens, clears his throat, says it's time for him to leave

Sun Wukong stops him for a moment, just to say

"Keep them safe, Mac."

Of course, like the #1 Dad he is, Macaque snorts. "I think I know more about raising a kid than you do, Wukong. I'll . . . see you out there."

Then he picks you up, carefully, so you stay sleeping, and walks out

but not before turning around to thank everyone for dinner

For once, they offer smiles (some are weaker and less meaningful than others, but props for trying. Macaque is kinda responsible for a lot of pain in their lives, anyways)

You don't register any of it, too full of noodles and new information regarding your idols

Macaque knows he'll never hear the end of it

Perhaps that's a good thing, considering the fond smile on his face as he gently carries you home, lays you in bed, and pulls the covers over your snoring form. He eagerly awaits the morning to which you'll wake him up excitedly ranting about tonight, about how you want to do it again

And he's wrapped around your little finger, so if course he'll listen to you

this guy would move the world for you

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anundyingfidelity · 1 year

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ADAM'S AWESOME MIX — Adam Warlock

Summary: Adam is the new addition to the Guardians. Despite your disliking for him after what he caused, Rocket helps both to get along together.

Pairing: Adam x ex avenger!human!reader (no gender specified).

Warnings: little angst, some fluff. GotG vol. 3 spoilers. Language. Enemies to friends to lovers trope.

Word count: 1.8k.

Notes: this is longer than I expected whoops. Thank you to the anon who sent this idea, hope you like this! I picked some songs to write this fic that I truly recommend bc I love them a lot 🤲😞

☕ if you like my writing, support me with a ko-fi !

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"Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl. 'Cause it hurts like hell". i. Underground by David Bowie.

You were not the one to deny a second chance to anyone who needed it. However, this time things seemed different.

Adam was in Knowhere with the crew, so that meant he had to get along with everyone, including yourself. Not being fond of the idea, you tried to avoid the golden boy as much as it was possible for you.

Grateful you were he saved Peter, that was certain. But your heart wasn't sure of giving your trust to the sovereign. Not after what Rocket went through a couple of weeks ago.

"Mind giving him a chance?" the Raccoon once said, while cleaning his guns after a mission.

You were left alone in the Bowie, so Rocket thought it was a good chance to talk to you about him. As the captain, he knew you were hesitant about Adam's staying in Knowhere and near the team. Immediately, your eyes felt watery at the words of your friend.

"He almost got you killed," you said, with fists tight. "Why are you so fond of him after what happened?"

Rocket sighed.

"Listen, I'm sure he never asked to be built the way he is. I know that more than anyone in this place. He deserves a second chance to know who the hell he is and do the right thing, and that's what we're doing, like it or not."

The Raccoon finished the cleaning of his guns and walked outside the ship, without letting you give an answer, not that you had one anyway. You just followed him and Adam was already waiting for Rocket, with his new suit, looking all-mighty, and as you always tried to avoid him, it seemed it was hopeless.

"Adam, thanks for waiting! Why don't you go with Y/n for a walk? I'm sure you'll learn a lot of things about Knowhere and human culture," Rocket announced with a joyful voice as if the previous conversation never happened between you two inside the ship.

Adam seemed caught off guard as much as you did but he said nothing as the Raccoon looked at him directly. Adam nodded energetically. His face gave away all his thoughts and his feet would not move from its place.

"Great enthusiasm! Y/n, go ahead! And that's captain's orders," Rocket said, walking away from you and the golden boy, who remained in the same place with what seemed a scared face.

Carefully, you came closer to Adam and an uncomfortable smile formed on your lips.

"I guess I can teach you some things about Knowhere and humans..."

Adam gave a gentle smile. "I'd love that."

"But before we start, I want to say I don't like you around, so I would truly appreciate you don't screw up this time. You're lucky Rocket is here, either I wouldn't be this kind."

Sadness took over the golden boy, his heart aching for some reason he didn't quite understand yet. He didn't mean to do what he did, he was just following orders and a foreign purpose, but you wouldn't take that as an excuse, would you?

"I promise I won't, thank you for everything."

You nodded at his words and immediately regretted saying this, but you had to set up boundaries before things got worse.

"The answer is in clear view, it's amazing what you'll find face to face". ii. Face to Face by Daft Punk.

And things did get worse.

But not in the way you thought they would be.

You were starting to like Adam. He showed you the way he saw life and reality through his eyes and short understanding. You also noticed the way he cared about Blurp, the small creature he adopted, and that was something that hit you. As weeks passed by, you would report to Rocket how the process of Adam's learning and adaptation to Knowhere and society in the galaxy was going.

Much to say, Rocket was starting to feel proud of how you were handling the difficult situation he put you through. The change in Adam was noticeable as time went by. You taught him about manners, human culture, books, music, and anything he found interesting and would ask a lot about every time he had the chance.

One night, you sat together on the rooftop of the old buildings where your quarters were located, Blurp sleeping by his side peacefully. Drax and Nebula were teaching some personal defense to the rescued kids in the city, and let's say observing them was one of Adam's favorite hobbies. Still, you wondered why he found small things and interactions so fascinating.

"Drax is very fatherly," Adam said and his eyes crinkled at how big his smile was.

"He is," you agreed. The golden boy noticed the sudden change on your face as if you longed for something.

"Did you have a father back on Earth?"

You avoided his gaze at his sudden question. Adam sensed a weird feeling coming from you.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable," he apologized softly and you thought that was nice coming from him.

"It's okay," you whispered and after a moment of silence, you decided to speak. "I just- I lost everything. That's why I came here. A lot of my friends are gone, and I don't recall my family at all, I just knew them as my family."

Adam nodded and he hesitated to take your hand, lying on the ground. You were sitting so close, but instead of trying to get any contact from you, he followed your conversation.

"I heard from Rocket the name of your old team. He said you were a lot of help when Thanos appeared."

"Well, yeah, we did a lot of things," you chuckled to ease the situation. A small part of you wanted to ask about his people, but you decided to let him talk freely. "There was a lot of shit happening on Earth. But tell me more about you, could you? I've been saying a lot these past days, is your turn."

"I don't know if there's a lot to say about me, though," he joked. You smiled.

"Well, we have all night."

"All I know is that to me you look like you're lots of fun, open up your loving arms, watch out, here I come." iii. You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) by Dead Or Alive

After a few weeks, you accepted finally you liked Adam. Maybe a little more than that. Strange sensations you stopped feeling years ago appeared once again every time you were together. Denial was the first step, but you couldn't get through it, and the cliche butterflies fluttered in your stomach when he started to come to your quarters for his weekly lessons about culture and behavior.

When you became his teacher it was unknown to you, but you liked it and Adam loved learning new things as much as he loved spending time with you. He loved your company as much as he loved music, so since Peter sent a few things a couple of days ago from Earth, you decided to share a special gift with Adam after he stopped his prattling about the last book he read.

"So, maybe you know Peter sent us some stuff from Earth, so I wanted to give you something that I think you will love a lot," you announced taking a small box out of the cabinet.

Adam received it in his hands carefully and opened the box to find a small strange device. "What is this?"

"That's an mp3 player, and you can listen to music with it. Anywhere you go."

His eyes went wide open and a smile formed on his lips, resting his arms on the desk with the player and the small headphones in his hand. You turned it on and helped him to put on the headphones. Peter had created some playlists, so you picked the first one on the list and a song began to play.

Adam marveled at it.

"This is amazing!" he laughed. He picked one of the headphones and gave it to you, so you could hear the music as well. You Spin Me Round by Dead Or Alive was playing.

"I haven't heard this song in such a long time," you beamed, remembering your life on Earth. The weird urgency of dancing was growing on your body.

Adam got lost in the mp3 in his hands. He thought he discovered another dimension, something that would make him feel different, more like you. And it was heartwarming. He loved how you made him feel, how you two grew up to understand each other, the way you would listen to him whenever he had to talk about the tiniest thing he learned on the day... You certainly got him wrapped around your finger and you never noticed.

When the song finished, he stopped the playlist, taking off the headphone from his ear and you did the same.

"Thanks," he never stopped smiling. "This means a lot to me."

"Take care of it, we won't have a new one in some time," you joked.

Adam chuckled, placing the player on its box.

"Can I ask you something?"

"You already did."

"Yeah, I mean- we didn't have a good start-"

"That's in the past, okay? Let's just move on and I'm so sorry for being an asshole," you took his hand with yours, he seemed shocked by your small action as you locked your eyes with his. "This is more important."

Adam nodded with a smile, "I agree with that."

There it was again, that same feeling in your stomach, screaming and aching for you to make a movement. His loving golden eyes never looked away from you, and you came closer carefully until your lips brushed his cheek softly. Adam's gold skin heated up, he realized he liked the contact of your hand on his skin and your lips on his cheek.

"Can I kiss you?" you asked, afraid he might decline.

He read about kisses in books before, and he wondered how they felt. So without a word, he nodded and you leaned until you kissed him. And he kissed back, as shy as he could be. Adam hesitated for a moment, but he slowly melted into your confident and experienced touch, grinning into the kiss.

Once you separated, Adam held your hand strongly without letting you go.

"Wow," he breathed. "Can I kiss you back?"

"Kiss me as many times as you want," you giggled softly and pecked his lips. "We should make a playlist, especially for you, I will help you with that. Peter said he put hundreds of songs in this thing."

This was his turn to peck your lips gently with a smile on his face.

"Feeling excited already!"

#adam warlock x you #adam warlock x reader #adam warlock imagines #adam warlock fluff #adam warlock angst #adam warlock x y/n #adam warlock imagine #adam warlock #guardians of the galaxy vol 3 #marvel imagines #marvel fanfiction

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kissingghouls · 7 months

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For the prompts could we maybe have Bee tracing the lines on Phantom’s palm? Maybe his hands are sore from tour or practice and she’s giving him a hand massage.

Hell yes, anon! a little Phantom & Bee hurt/comfort? You got it.

Hands

Phantom x GN!Reader (Bee). hurt/comfort, no warnings, little bit of Phantom self-doubt.

It isn’t hard for Phantom to find you on a day like this. There’s a gentle breeze rustling through the trees, leaves bursting with fall colors. Most of the Siblings are outside enjoying the last moments of mild weather before the cold fully sets in—at least that’s what everyone keeps telling him.

You look up to find him crossing the lawn. He’s dragging his feet, almost trudging as he stalks toward the tree you’re sitting under. It’s the same tree you’d fallen asleep under those few months ago, but now it threatens to shed its changing leaves to remind you that time will always pass.

He drops next to you with a heavy sigh and reclines against the trunk. Siblings whoop and shout nearby, kicking a soccer ball between them as they run past. Phantom eyes them curiously before shaking his head.

“You ok, Bug?” you ask, but you already know the answer. You’d been together long enough that you could easily read his mood with just a glance.

His body slumps as he leans against you and with a huff he presses his face into your shoulder. “I fucked it up,” he mumbles into your shirt. “I fucked it up so many times, Bee. I’m supposed to be good at this. That’s why they brought me here and I couldn’t even do it.”

He lifts his head and holds out his calloused hands. Small pieces of tape were still wrapped around a couple of his stiff fingers. The pads of his left hand were rubbed raw, an angry pink blooming under the rough skin. His hands shake as he shows you the damage, the cost of the perfectionism he’s placed on himself.

You breathe out his name and take his hand in yours, tracing the deep lines that cut across his palm. Gently you press your thumbs into the meat of his hand, working to soften the muscle. He groans with relief, his head falling against your shoulder again as his feet twitch.

“You don’t have to learn everything in a day, you know?” you tell him quietly as you massage his aching hand. “You’re gonna be here for a while.”

“Mmph,” he grumbles. “I just want to do it right.”

“You will, Bug. That’s why you guys practice so much.”

He sighs. “You’re as smart as you are nice to look at, you know?”

You snort and begin to work on his other hand. “Is that right?”

“It’s true, Bee. I’m the luckiest ghoul in the entire abbey.”

“Uh-huh,” you add sarcastically. “Or you just want me to rub your feet next.”

He shrugs and grins. “I wouldn’t complain.”

Please let me know if you would like to be added to the Phantom Club tag list. 💜💜💜

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ghuleh-recs · 8 months

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any Ifrit fics??

ask and ye shall RECEIVE, anon!! thank you for giving me the perfect opening for an Ifrit-themed fic rec friday. i looove the buff fire himbo.

fics under the cut.

Aurum Infernum - @belle--ofthebrawl - Dewdrop x Ifrit

"Lemme pierce you." Ifrit says. "Pierce me." Dew says a little hazily. "Yeah, ok." He already has his ears done a few times. What's one more? "Here," Ifrit clarifies, moving his hand so he's got his index and middle finger splayed in a vee over Dew's right nipple.

Angel of Small Death - @fourleggedocto - Dewdrop x Ifrit

“Dewdrop, give it up. Staring at it isn’t going to make it grow back,” Ifrit groans, walking into the little water ghoul’s room to find him exactly where he left him 2 hours: in front of the mirror, completely naked, shaking fingers hovering over his little dick. It's the only part of this new, weird meat vessel he hasn’t gotten used to, and he's adamant he never will. Ifrit thinks it’s amazing, the best looking dick he’s ever seen, and he needs him to know it. “Can I show you?”

untitled ficlet - @littlemoon-beam - Dewdrop x Ifrit

Prompt: Ok, so. I have a favourite rare pair. Top Dewdrop x Bottom Iftit. Idk, there is just something about the big guy offering himself up to his smaller counterpart is just sooooo… You know? I doubt a big brash guy Ifrit takes a knot very often either so maybe Dew might need to coach him through it a little 🥺

Into the Eyes of Fire - @forlorn-crows - Dewdrop x Ifrit

The look in question happened only a few hours ago: the pair of them galivanting around the stage, charging at each other like wild bulls during the bridge of Year Zero. Until Ifrit rose up on his toes, hovering only a few inches above Dew as he leaned in for a mock kiss. He may as well have been two feet taller with the way his rich brown eyes bore straight into Dew's, getting closer and closer until the water ghoul was forced to pull away. It was no more than a few seconds. But the shared look between the two of them was more than enough to convey Dew's desperate thoughts. Ifrit had regarded him with a calculating stare as keycards were handed out for the evening, grasping Dew by the arm and pulling him flush to his side as they made the short trek up to the room—separating from him only long enough to shove their bags in the bathroom and hook the latch over the door. Now Dew whimpers, barely loud enough to be considered a sound. His head thumps against the wall, hips canting into Ifrit’s. The fire ghoul chuffs, nails tracing patterns into the exposed skin around the hemline of Dew’s shirt, goosebumps rising in their wake. “Gonna make you cry; that’s what you want, isn’t it, baby?”

(*sweating nervously* okay i didn't realize until now that maybe i have a thing for dew x ifrit. time to switch it up whoops.)

Competition/Jealousy - @st-danger - Dewdrop x Ifrit x Swiss

“At least get his legs over your shoulders,” Ifrit drawls. Swiss is going to lose his mind, he really is. The irritation the ghoul lounging beside them is throwing off is absurd. He has Dew underneath him, one of his hands under a slim thigh, holding it to his side. His other, elbow locked straight as he rocks into the little body below, long, luxurious rolls of his hips while Dew’s eyes roll back and he paws at Swiss’s chest.

give in again - @gayrickgrimes - Dewdrop x Ifrit x Swiss

swissdewfrit fluffy nonsense

(okay. okay! i know dew is still there. i'm trying. hold on.)

Needy - @iamthecomet - Aether x Ifrit

Ifrit leans his head into Aether's warm thigh as Aether slips his fingers into his hair, and scratches his claws along his scalp lightly. He sinks into the feeling. He wants it to be enough. Of course, it isn't. He bites back a whine and presses even closer to Aether's leg. He hates that Aether's wearing pants. That he can't have the satisfaction of skin on skin. He wants--needs--more. And Aether’s intent dragging it out, like always.

layman's terms - @ghoulifrit (lmk if they have a tumblr) - Alpha x Ifrit

It’s shameful, really, how bad he wants it to happen and how scared he is to do anything to make it so. And for what? What’s the worst Alpha could do? Reject him? Except yes, that’s it, that’s exactly it—Ifrit is completely certain, that that’s not the kind of rejection he’d be able to handle. The embarrassment would eat him alive and he’d never look at Alpha ever again. It’s safer to just forget about this and move on, but fuck, he wants it still, though.

𖤐 you know the drill--bookmark, read, and leave kudos/comments!

#the ifritties should come with a warning #ifriddies?#shrug #fic rec friday #my fic recs #the band ghost fic rec #ifrit ghoul #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfiction #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #swiss ghoul #alpha ghoul #nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls fic #the band ghost fanfic #ghost band fanfic #fic rec!!

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aniyas-weird-writing · 9 months

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heyy I came across your blog a couple days ago and I must say I’m hooked on your writing! I was wondering if you could do some general sfw headcannons for Kitana and jade ! (fem reader would be great if your not comfortable gender neutral is cool!) thank you so much in advance <3

I’m glad you are enjoying my writing. I hope you enjoy these headcannons!

Kitana and (new add to the list) Jade general (sfw) headcannons.

Kitana

Kitana doesn’t have much time to spend with you due to being Khan. But when she gets the chance too, she treasures it.

Kitana would teach you Edenian language and dress you in traditional Edenian wear.

She gets a sense of nostalgia when she sees you in Edenia wear.. she can’t help but remember her childhood (pre-Shao Khan)

She would tell you stories of Edenia and stories of her childhood.

(She once said that Jerrod would love you)

Kitana teaches you how to use a fan and some Edenian training..

Sometimes, you both go to a beautiful garden and relax while talking to eachother or eating.

As Khan, Kitana is working 24/7 but if she somehow has a full day off (which is extremely rare,) she would have some servants pamper you and her.

Massages, some nail treatments, hair care, some training, trying out some outfits, going shopping in Outworld, etc;

Jade

Like Kitana, she would tell you some stories about Edenia.

Jade trains or spends time with Kotal most of her time. But, when she’s free, she enjoys hanging out with you.

(M̶k̶:9̶ J̶a̶d̶e̶ w̶i̶l̶l̶ t̶e̶a̶c̶h̶ y̶o̶u̶ h̶o̶w̶ t̶o̶ w̶o̶r̶k̶ a̶ p̶o̶l̶e̶)

Jade enjoys training with you. If you don’t feel like training, she’ll teach you some history about Edenia.

Sometimes, you go on missions with Jade.

You admire Jade and Kitana’s loyalty to eachother. You ask Jade how to keep a ongoing friendship and she offers good advice.

In a way, you are almost always with her. Whether she be talking to Kitana or with Kotal, you are always by her side or somewhere near her.

(You also saw her whoop Kotal’s behind in the Tarkatan camp)

I got to do 3 more req so I’ll try and finish them today! I hope you enjoyed this request.

req from: anon

#aniyas-weird-writing #aniyasblog #mk11 x reader #kitana x reader #mk11 jade x reader #mortal kombat x reader

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romandaandromeda · 4 months

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How Azumanga Daioh tells the difference between the "Old Web" and "Modern Internet"

a content warning for mentions of rape, pedophilia, and ableism (well, better safe than sorry!)

i had an entire thing written before this, but i decided to scrap it for when spacehey comes back online

so, the old web. we know what it is, we know how we see it, geocities, crunchy gifs, flashes and whatever. but have you ever seen the difference between its societies scattered across websites whether it be an imageboard, geocity, or forum against our discorded societies on major social media platforms?

a while back, i had begun watching azumanga daioh as a result of a sudden reinterest in the anime in this decade. this reminded me of how prevalent anime was on the internet as a whole 2 decades ago (and more or less, azumanga's iron grip on anons and lurkers alike), which led me to searching for how different this era was with memes.

memes, or a fad, wasn't very accessible as they are today, while some could be laughed at as an outsider (think awesome face, shoop da whoop, nyan cat, impact font memes), memes outside of the public conscious were mostly inside jokes spawned from forums like something awful or imageboards like 2chan or 4chan.

out of those many, azumanga was one of the more popular ones. think about it, funny teenagers do funny things and combine that with a major love from anime communities, you get things like these:

now what i've noticed about these memes from pre-2010 is their inside joke nature. ask the modern user what a sticky is or why they think osaka is pretending to be a nazi, they wouldn't know or be a bit offput. plus using kaorin's little lesbian crushing on sakaki to project their straight love for sakaki would probably be looked down upon now but that was just normal. if you couldn't handle it then it was either hit the road or deal with it.

you can probably guess that kimura was probably the most relatable character ever in those days, don't even get me started on the normalization of pedophile/rape jokes back then.

now that's fun and all, but how about nowadays? we no longer have a scattered culture, everyone is using one single site for entertainment and posting, and all of the forums and imageboards have been designated a hazard zone as their users have mutated into despicable folks that have been shunned away to the point where they seem more depraved than their past. AKA, they no longer care for relating over a character or talking about a show, they'd rather argue about their nitpicks of a specific character or show and just skulk on what used to be a thriving community. well, nowadays it seems you don't need to be part of a specific community anymore, just see a meme and laugh without any context. with azumanga's revival in interest, this has sort of spawned what i like to call "azumanga autism memes" (TO CLARIFY: I AM AUTISTIC, FEEL FREE TO MAKE UP YOUR OWN NAME IF MINE DOESN'T SOUND RIGHT!). as they've mostly just become the most nonsensical and silly images ever, you practically don't need to watch the show to understand because its so disconnected from the source material it's like a cup of coffee, just pick it up and have a taste.

some examples:

notice anything? suddenly, osaka takes the center stage! with exception to the one chiyo image, osaka has become the face of azumanga as the modern internet knows it. compare that to how every character had about the same love through different edits in the old web, and it seems that most people would think that osaka is the main character of azumanga instead of the multiple characters' stories spread through the series. this has seemed to piss off many a gatekeeper, who are mad that this series is only gaining interest because of one character and her vague memes. to which i believe gatekeeping such a building block of the internet like azumanga is like trying to defend an unstable shack, it's useless.

so, what can we tell from the differences between ye olde and the new? to cut to the chase, the old web's fad culture was built from inside jokes outside of the "webcore/y2k-integrated" memes used for aesthetics. and nowadays people have publicized memes to a point where context is thrown from the picture and anyone can enjoy a meme instead of enjoying its source.

which is better? i can't tell you, you don't see much enjoyability and genuine appreciation in editing in today's memes than you did with old fads (you have to make people laugh, lest you be banished to the "reddit" label hell) but the normalization of taboo topics like racism, rape, and ableism should definitely be left behind in the old. it's just personal preference, really.

that's the end of this post, please enjoy kasuga.swf:

#romanda says stuff #rant #azumanga daioh #i think i sound smart #meme culture #ramblings #rambles

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ryuichirou · 5 months

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More replies! Related to our posts from yesterday + a couple of JadeSil ones from a while ago.

Anonymous asked:

I guess Sebek will be annoyed on waking up in the morning with Silver only to realized animals are around.

lol yeah, imagine falling asleep with Silver and waking up to that one scene from Bambi where all the animals greet the new prince. Things Sebek has to get used to….

hipsterteller asked:

Welp at least they didn’t find a skeleton

You mean… under the birdies?! Spooky..!

Anonymous asked:

Poor Jamil can't catch a break even at clubs.. (he secretly loves it, don't tell anyone lol he's shy)

- basketball poly asker

(this is related to a reply from yesterday)

Yeeeah, it’s probably better for Jamil when he gets pestered by these boys: this way he gets to have some action but also don’t proactively seek it out lol But of course the thought itself would never occur to Jamil! It’s all his subconscious mind.

Anonymous asked:

Hehe...imagine Azul seeing Jamil and Ace together. Another jealously alert. Even better, Jamil, Ace, and Floyd together.

Azul would get jealous with anyone who gets close to Jamil probably lol So with Ace it would be the same scenario as it is with Ruggie: he’s confused about Jamil’s choice and tries to win him over.

And with Floyd, well, Azul would just have to shut up and be patient and hope that Floyd gets bored of Jamil… because if he tells Floyd to stop, Floyd is just going to cling to Jamil even more :(

Anonymous asked:

Hi! I’m that JadeSil shipper from that one ask, is it okay if you can give some hcs on how would Silver’s first time would go if it was with Jade?

Anonymous asked:

I have Jade/Sil brainrot after seeing some other people talk about it…(and totally not because I am dirty minded)

What if one day Silver was eating Mushroom Risotto but it had a “special” mushroom (courtesy of Jade) which had an aphrodisiac-like effect. Silver eventually asks Jade for help on why he feels so weird…and you can imagine how the rest goes

Sorry it took me so long to reply, Anon! Or are you two different Anons..? In any case, I’m sorry for taking so much time and for not giving a satisfying answer: since these two aren’t a ship we’re very invested in, even though we like it in theory, I won’t come up with any headcanons, but I’ll share my thoughts…. Because when I started to think about their first time, the setup I came up with was pretty much the same as what was mentioned in this second ask lol

Since the main theme/motif of their relationship that I always think about is mushrooms, I think the whole thing will start with Jade’s fascination with Silver’s appetite for mushrooms and his appreciation of them. And for a very long time, he would simply feed him without adding anything suspicious to it, but then he’ll notice just how good Silver is at describing the differences between different kinds of mushrooms Jade uses for the risotto. So of course he’s going to be tempted to feed him a “special mushroom”…

Poor Silver would be so conflicted. He never expected to get poisoned, and Jade seems deeply concerned as well… but is he really? And would Jade really make such a mistake?

So yeah, long story short, Silver’s instinct would probably be to try to get back to his room and hide there until he gets better, but the poison is too strong, and with all his actions and words being just a big blur, he’ll end up having sex with Jade.

Jade is going to be surprised y Silver though, because while he knows that a lot of what’s going on is due to aphrodisiac (that was the whole idea), some of the things just seemed way too “natural”: Silver’s body is clearly used to having intense and lengthy sex, his movements are very intentional and he even has some noticeable preferences. Silver wouldn’t say a word during their first time (he just couldn’t articulate – he was too aroused), but his body language spoke volumes. Jade would probably be quite intrigued by him…

(whoops I guess I wrote it in a way that it isn't Silver's first time, I just noticed that...sorry!!)

#replies #jadesil

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Imagine being in a polyamorous with Zib and Mitzi while they were still traveling musicians

I have so many thoughts about this it's insane

Anon ur brain is so big ... ..... i also have thoughts, pls tell me your's

So there's a few ways you all could have met, and it probably involved alcohol and a late night many years ago. ... Maybe that's why neither of you can remember it. After joining the traveling band, it's tough to say if you were Mitzi or Zib's friend first, and you vaguely recall there being a running bet between the two over who you liked the most. Sure, you could be with one of them, but the other would inevitably show up. Mitzi and Zib both have a way of finding excuses to be around you and getting your attention without outright asking for it, because that would be embarrassing. They had a lot of funny similarities like that, back in the early days.

Being together as a trio and not just some open relationship happened weirdly naturally. Again, it was one of those things no one could pin down when it started, because there was always affection and touching and kisses and being veeery comfortable with each other. The rest of the band didn't think much of it either, grateful there was minimal drama and more than happy to rib you, Zib and Mitzi about being so 'bohemian', and of course when everyone's drunk and rowdy there's lots of whooping and cat-calling.

As far as actually talking about this arrangement? Well, there wasn't a whole lot to say; you three were young and more than a little infatuated with each other. And it was working, so what was there to talk about? Right? Well, sometimes Mitzi got jealous if you messed around with anyone but her and Zib, even in the band. That surprised you. It was more pouting than real jealousy, but still. She got the same way when she felt you were taking Zib's side or doting on him too much over her; which you and him just found endearing at the time.

If you're femme, there's plenty of teasing from the band about Zib having such cute lady cats with him all the time, and you know he's more than smug about it. He likes being intimate with both of you at once, the hedonist. You and Mitzi know how to take him down a peg, though. On the other hand, if you're masc, you know Mitzi loves having two boys look after her. That's what she calls you, "my boys", with equal levels affection and exasperation. She prefers being with each of you individually. Her flirting is much more effective that way, not that you mind the attention.

The cuddle pile in the evening is non-negotiable. If you aren't a touchy or snuggly person, I'm sorry to inform you that you're stuck with two very clingy, very heavy sleepers. It's fantastic in the winter when yall are staying in a shitty and freezing boarding house, but the summertime? It can be unbearable, especially if you're trapped between them (though Zib usually rolls off the bed at some point). If you're a fluffy cat, Zib loves to bellyache about how you and Mitzi's fur gets all over him and his clothes. She just laugh (You think she likes to mark her territory, whether it be with stray fur or lipstick stains). Even when passed out in the park, one of them will inevitably drag stagger their way to you.

(And look, three people sharing a room every time is just economical, okay? The other guys share a room - granted, they don't all try to pile onto one shitty twin-sized bed because Zib and Mitzi refuse to take a couch or the floor and if you take it they both feel bad and try to drag you back and desperately try to make room on a mattress that's probably not fit for a dog).

Good luck trying to write music or practice (God forbid) or even get ready because these two can be so clingy. Zib will confess to it, Mitzi denies it. They just have different styles of cling. Zib's the one lazily leaning on you, falling asleep in your lap, always resting a head on your shoulder. Always having to be touching in some way. Mitzi is wanting to touch and fuss with your hair, give you kisses, hold your hand and get your attention. She wants to go places, and keep your arm in her's. She's movement, he's sedentary.

There's been times when Zib and Mitzi butted heads, and guess who has to be the tie breaker? Because taking one side over the other means dealing with a huffy Mitzi or a sullen Zib (you can just duck your head and stay out of it like the rest of the band does ...).

A drinking competition between these three is a lost cause because Mitzi can throw them back like a champ and Zib can get really wasted without passing out. Either you're the no-drinks chaperone or the one passing out first, sorry fam. Also, there's the usual drunken escapades. Public tomfoolery, skinny dipping, getting way too hanky panky, public indecency -

You may have one or two charges of that on your criminal record

Getting that first job at the Marigold Room was a big deal. This was a fancy place, not some regular tiny juice joint. And then it became a steady gig, and that was even better, right? The travelling band thing couldn't have lasted forever, good as it was. Good and steady pay, with a roof over your heads, that's good. It was definiately good, you told yourself, and Zib. Mitzi didn't need to be told, she believed it. You knew she loved the lights and glitz of the place, even if she wasn't always happy about the music and performances being controlled.

One night it was just you and Zib, and you asked him if Mitzi seemed different. Specifically, you asked if she was upset with you.

"Did I say something? We don't spend time together like we used to, me and her, have you noticed? Is it the same with you? Did I do something?"

"No, don't worry so much about it," was all your boyfriend said, the only thing visible in the dark was his cigarette. He wasn't looking at you. You weren't sure which part he was saying 'no' to.

It made sense when Atlas came on the scene. When he all but swooped in and swept her away. You were all performing at this Lackadaisy club now, because Mitzi wanted to. And Zib would follow what she did, and you'd follow both of them, and the rest of the band fell into place. There was never any words said about it, no fight and no discussion. There was just the knowledge that she was unavailable now, and whatever you two - you three had - that was history. If you're masc, you had a feeling you ought to avoid Atlas and just pretend you were only ever friends with Mitzi. Nothing more.

(As cynical and flippant as he acts, you know it hurt Zib too. Sometimes he gets more morose than usual, and rarely sleeps without you. You'd tease him for the extra clinginess if you weren't feeling it, too.)

You know Zib was with Sy a few times (maybe you'd already been there too), but you noticed he really wasn't interested in others much anymore. He'd flirt with a pretty face now and again, especially when sloshed. You could still do whatever you pleased, of course, Zib was never jealous about it. He might get antsy, though, if you don't spend time at his place for a while. Starts to get lonely and then self-loathes about his clinginess and not wanting to ruin your fun. At least you two can talk about it, though it's a lot of untangling your boyfriend's drunken, philosophizing emotions.

God he is so much more emotional than he wants to let on

Oh, and fun fact - you're the one who asked Zib to take a chance on Rocky. The kid just seemed so eager and sweet, and hey, he was clearly a good violinist.

"C'mon, Zib, we need a fiddler. He's a good kid. Please?" You wrapped yourself around him, nuzzling into his neck.

"Right when I think I've got your type nailed down, you throw me a curveball ...."

"It's not like that! Okay, he's cute, but seriously - he needs the job, and -"

He waved his hand. The cheap drink nearly spilled out of his glass and onto the sheets. "Alright, alright, do whatever you want. You know we don't make decisions around here." Well, that was true ...

(And yes he looooves giving you A Look whenever Rocky does or says anything ridiculous. That's your frantic grinning blue-eyed grey-furred problem, not his)

Then there was the whole, your-boss-whose-also-a-terrifying-businessman-who-also-took-your-girlfriend getting killed. And maybe said former girlfriend did it. Maybe. You and Zib really don't like talking about it. He's always been avoidant of hard conversations, but ...

You know he and the rest of the band were tired of being here. The sudden murder spooked them, and then the customers stopped coming. So did the money. Only Rocky was chipper, and for once you found it hard to share his enthusiasm.

Maybe you wanted to leave, too. Maybe you wanted to reconnect with Mitzi. She was still mourning (right ...?) But you could still be friends, right? You two were friends before being anything else. Maybe Rocky had the right idea. With that shadowy cat gone and Viktor out of service, maybe you ought to help with other parts of the business.

... or maybe you shouldn't at all. It would upset Zib, it might actually piss him off. Or maybe he'd give you that resigned look that you catch him giving to Mitzi. Nostalgia and sadness tinged with some resentment. You know he wants to skip town, but he wants the whole band to come, like it used to be. He wants that so badly. If you scrapped some money together ... .

Well, the good times as the 'golden trio' couldn't last forever. At least you still have one of them.

#sorry not sorry i ended it this way i just kept THINKING ......#now im thinking more about it damn u anon (affectionate)#lackadaisy x reader #zib zibowski x reader #dorian zibowski x reader #mitzi may x reader #rocky rickaby x reader #((kinda))#((i couldnt resist the rocky brainrot never ends))

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brittle-doughie · 1 year

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Speak of the Tree (Millennial Tree Cookie, Churro Cookie)

Requested by: anon! Bummer that the anniversary featuring Tree ended up being broken whoops!

You probably had wandered a little too close to the City of the Millennial Tree before Churro Cookie intercepted you. After a quick and rather panicked introduction about yourself, you were able to convince Churro that you weren’t a threat and he kinda had to agree. You didn’t have that aura in you that indicated any possible threat to the Tree. Instead, you spurred a different kind of feeling about you instead, to where he would ask more questions about you then what were you doing here.

It seemed the initial trouble with Churro carried over to the churro villagers who were immediately suspicious of you entering the village from the outside, but oddly enough, Churro was able to vouch for you as he didn’t think you could cause any kind of trouble, but he’s definitely sticking by you just in case. You’ve decided to use the opportunity to have conversation with Churro about the temple and its rich history,

However, your arrival into the environment would bring the attention of another cookie, who could feel the wonderful vibe you gave off, he felt drawn to it. So this was the Y/N Cookie that Wind Archer has brought up many times before. This cookie simply had to meet you more up close and get to know you better.

Utterly fascinated by the temple and its many sights has Churro feeling pretty proud as he explains that it was thanks to the work of the Millennial Tree and all that has been done for them. You did ask him if the vines that were suddenly reaching to your legs was part of the scenery, making Churro take a look and was surprised to see that yes, there was branches creeping toward you as they slowly curled around your legs.

“I believe you’re the Y/N Cookie Wind Archer Cookie has talked about so much…it’s wonderful to finally meet you.”

Churro had just remembered about the few times he’d hear Wind Archer talk about a certain Y/N Cookie in passing a few times, and it seemed you were that cookie.

“The Great Wind is familiar with this cookie, Great Tree?”

“Yes, and if he saw the purity in this one’s spirit as much as I’m seeing it right now, I can see why he’s gone through so much to protect it…please, have a conversation with me.”

Churro had only met you a while ago, but as he looked closer, he could see it too once the Great Tree brought it up. He had this sense of a warm spirit that resonated with you..something he had to protect at all costs. Of course, the Tree’s judgement is never wrong.

Who knew that taking a step too close would have two cookies taking steps close to you!

#cookie run x reader #cookie run x you #cr x reader #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #millennial tree cookie #churro cookie #churro cookie x reader #millennial tree cookie x reader #fanfic #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak

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kriegermeanswarrior11 · 29 days

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Original anon here—you’re correct that the current theory is Janelly Farias. At first it seemed like another crazy L Chat rumor, but after noticing the following things, I began to put more stock in the theory.

**There is no definitive proof and they could simply be friends. Just wanted to share this for others.

- Sometime in mid Feb - JF and her gf breakup and JF and Ali cover the Gold Cup together on CBS. Ali follows Janelly on IG around this time, but it looks like Janelly had been following Ali previously.

- During the Gold Cup, JF is seen wearing a rainbow friendship bracelet that says “ur gay” on it. People on L Chat mentioned that her friend made it for her months ago for the Taylor Swift concert. You can find a closeup of the photo under her Pride featured stories section on IG.

- Mid March - Ali’s style shifts back to more of her normal style. It seems like she knows exactly who her target audience is with her outfits. Less “for the male gaze,” if you will. Same with her nails. 👀 [This isn’t necessarily proof she’s dating JF, just that lately it looks like she’s trying to attract a woman more so than a man]

- Around March 20-21, Ali begins following JF’s good friend Renata Masciarelli on IG. Supposedly RM and JF are in NYC during this time. Rumors about RM and Ali dating begin on L Chat, but they don’t really stick. Regardless, it is a bit of an odd follow. The theory, which is later (somewhat) confirmed, is that Ali spent time with RM and JF while they were in NY.

- Mar 24th - Ali does the MSG interview with Sue Bird and she’s wearing a new rainbow friendship bracelet. This seems to be the first appearance of the new bracelet. Since this date, the bracelet has made multiple appearances and in one of the latest photos from Ali’s trip to Spain, you can confirm that it is the identical “ur gay” bracelet that JF was wearing during the Gold Cup and the months previously.

April 13 - someone on L Chat shares some of Ali’s recent IG quote likes. They seem to have taken on a more positive, romantic tone than her likes in previous months.

- “It’s the person you never saw coming that will change your life.” IG @3amthoughts9

- “ You deserve a calm love with someone who is good for your mental health and nervous system. Someone who is your safe space, your best friend, and brings peace to your soul during stressful times.” IG @selflovehealer

Two in particular (which, ironically, JF also liked):

- “Being attracted to someone’s voice is a real thing btw” from IG @queensdiarry

- “Good sense of humor, dirty mind and beautiful heart. Deadly combination.” From IG @love.quotes

- Mid April, an anon comes on L Chat and says the following: “All the trolls that had Ali turning her back on the LGBTQ+ community. That she wanted a man. And now she is actually dating a woman. Whoops, did I say that? 😂”

- A day later, people on L Chat post: “Ali is dating Janelly Farias. Mexican soccer player.” and “They’ve been seen around NYC on more than one occasion when JF was in town.” (Can’t confirm if this is true or not, but it would make sense given the timing of JF being in NYC and Ali beginning to wear the bracelet)

- At some point between Feb 24th and mid April, JF unfollowed Ashlyn on instagram and unliked her notes app statement post. I happened to take a screenshot of likes on Ashlyn’s notes app statement back on Feb 24th when I was explaining the divorce drama to a friend and Janelly had clearly liked the post, as well as older posts on Ashlyn’s account. When the JF/Ali rumors started in mid April, I remembered Janelly’s name being on that list and I was like, “there’s no way she and Ali are dating if she supports the ex.” So, I went to Ashlyn’s profile and noticed the unfollow and the unlike. That seems like a definite choice to me. Even close friends such as HAO and Lori haven’t unliked the original post, even though they are clearly supportive of only Ali now.

- During my deep dive, I also noticed that Makeup Alex and Janelly started following each other and liking each other’s IG posts in late March. This is interesting because Alex didn’t do Ali’s makeup for the Gold Cup, the CBS makeup team did.

- Mid April - JF was on The Courageous Podcast and she talked briefly about her recent breakup towards the end of the podcast, there’s a short clip on her IG. In the short clip, she mentions having a phone conversation with the woman she’s dating about changing people’s opinions through education [the question was about trolls, death threats, and such]. I think given the online trolling lately both JF and Ali have been receiving, it would make sense that they might have a conversation like that.

So, to summarize, they could be new friends, but the bracelet and the unfollowing of AH are the biggest things that make me think it could be something more.

I noticed Alex's (mua) likes too...👀

I'm sure that if is true, we will have some more tangible "proof" when Ali is ready.

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This happened at school and it was so funny so my classmate was serving in volleyball and while she was doing that, the basketball hoop was still there but they were going to remove it later. But my classmate's serve didn't go over the net, instead it went inside the basketball hoop. After that she joked that she would quit volleyball and start playing basketball bc she could do a 3-pointer now. Could you make hcs like that but with the Rakuzan or Touou?

I know you said headcanons, anon, buuuut I was so inspired for this LOL Admin Neon

There was the sound of squeaking shoes on polished wood floors coming from the gymnasium as the Rakuzan team came up upon the location of their next match. A crowd of people were exiting the wide open double doors, a different game having ended moments ago. Glancing around, the team noted the varying jerseys fans wore of their favorite teams, recognizing none of them. Had a different sport been hosted in the gymnasium?

Pushing past a small crowd to enter the double doors, the team glanced around the court to find personnel moving large nets out of the way. One worker, remote control in hand, was lowering the basketball hoops on their hydraulic hinge.

At the far end of the gymnasium, they noticed two teens messing around. The sound of a ball dribbling against the floor was familiar to their ears, but it was cut off by the new noise of leather meeting skin as the taller teen served the volleyball toward the shorter one.

It came crashing down on the smaller one's forearms, bouncing off him with a harsh sound that was followed by a softer grunt. The volleyball flew through the air, moving past the taller male a few feet to his left. Completely off its mark.

"Aim straight, idiot!" The taller of the two barked out.

The smaller, redheaded one, he barked back, "I'm trying! Set better!"

The Rakuzan team watched as the taller one seemed to let out a frustrated growl — "Oh, he looks angry," Mibuchi whispered — before picking up another volleyball. They saw him throw it up into the air before hitting it hard, the volleyball's path directing it toward the redhead. The latter boy yelped, getting quickly into place to try and receive the ball.

When it hit his forearms, it was hard, the sound louder than before. Hayama and Nebuya visibly cringed at the sound, imagining the reddening skin of the smaller boy. Their sympathy for the boy quickly morphed into awe as the volleyball once again flew through the air, this time directly into the adjacent basketball hoop.

"Did you just...?"

"Did I just...?"

The pair's confusion was interrupted by a whooping hollar and Hayama ran toward them, catching the volleyball as it bounced below the net. "That was awesome, little dude!"

The rest of the Rakuzan team followed after, amused by the antics they were watching. As they walked past to get to the lockerrooms, Hayama tossed the volleyball back in the direction of the redheaded male, putting a bit more force into it than expected. The latter caught it with an oof.

"It was pretty impressive," Mibuchi chimed in, hiding an amused smile behind a hand. He didn't mention the fact that the basket had been a fluke. "Maybe if volleyball doesn't work out, you have a future in basketball."

"Who? Him?" The taller of the pair asked, tone flat and looking bored. "Naw. He's too short."

"K-Kageyama!"

#hayama #mibuchi #nebuya #okay okay so these were more for the volleyball boys (you know who they are) buuuut

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