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noisymutantherelol · 2 months
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Angel dust x reader x cherii bomb BFF trio head cannons
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-why do I feel like you would meet them during a turf war, oh wait you did almost got hit by a bomb 😭
-not gonna lie...Angel has told you way to many s*x joke oh my lord,and Cheri dragging you to help her with her shenanigans on Sir Pen, you honestly can't complain bc the amount of pranks you pulled on them or with them shall forever stay a mystery 💀
-when you guy are all together at the hotel,you immediately pounced on her and gave her a big hug
-when y'all aren't together for a long period of time,you guys go to your favorite club and spill tea and it is HOT I tell you
-you and cherii do your best to support and help angel withstand his shitty boss
-sleepovers and slumber party's in angels rooms because well his is cool looking, gossip,makeovers,story telling all that jazz
Pt.2 tmmrw sorry
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phenphoenix · 2 months
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Alrighty, Sir Pentious and cherri bomb! Once again, I don't have much lore on these babs compared to the others. But basically, they both still died in the 80's just swap the centuries lol. They still have the same personalities, just heavily influenced by the new time period. Instead of egg boiz, Pentious got egg grenades. And instead of cherry bombs, cheriis got her cherry galz. Imma say that Pentious is still an inventor, but on a smaller scale due to no longer being a part of the Industrial Revolution. Hince only really having the grenades. But cherri is the opposite. Not much is known about her. At least I haven't seen much- so imma say that she too is a bit crafty, and this side of her blossoms in this AU. Hince the cherry galz.
Edit: ok, so I used to say Pentious was part of the hotel and still gets redeemed. But I've decided to change that so now it's cherri. Expect more art in the future.
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dyingjinx · 4 years
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Poor viv
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astrobabeyyy · 4 years
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gamers
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I personally sleep in the cinomon bun postin, all wrapped up in the blankets UwU
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adventure-with-loki · 2 years
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[You're minding your own business admiring the ass of the man in line in front of you when he turns and asks you to think those thoughts a little more quietly.]
Written by: @youlightmeupfinn
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Summary: When the man in front of you suddenly reads your embarrassing thoughts about his ass, you suddenly are on edge.
Word Count: 745
Warning: none
Tags:
@annoyingsweetsstranger
@eclecticlokibytomhiddleston
@spidyyparker
@deanaddicted2
@ethanshide
@lokistoriesblog
@l0st-in-realityy-blog
@shae-annelore
@realandloud
@marvelgirl0515
@tiredmamamac
@cherii-bomb
@stuckybarton
@peachsteven
@vampire7595
@moonshooter
@knopewyattworld
@holdmytesseract
@wander-lustbabe
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“I’m literally in the line at the coffee shop as we speak,” You said quickly into your phone with a huff. You glanced ahead to see four more customers in front of you, quickly checking the time on your watch. “I may be ten minutes late. Don’t kill me.” You told your boss and closest friend, Layla.
“Only if you bring me a Chai latte, then all will be forgiven.” She said briskly with a light laugh, causing you to roll your eyes.
“I got it.” You answered with a smug smile, the two of you continuing your conversation about the upcoming business deal you were about to close on with your partners. You were assured that it was an agonizing Monday morning when it first started with you waking up late. But of course, you could never begin your days without an iced coffee from your favorite shop, Sunny’s, in the bustling downtown of New York City.
Your eyes watched as the line progressed slowly, making you tap your foot impatiently. You had your arm crossed over your chest when your eyes scanned the tall stranger in front of you. He donned an entirely black suit, his raven locks pushed back across his shoulders. He stood well over six feet tall and the scent he gave off was mouthwatering. It was the perfect mixture of clean, pristine, and hot.
As you sized him up, your eyes maneuvered to his ass. Layla’s words are a string of muffles floating through your ear as you squint, eyes locked on his rounded, perfect, juicy… The pants only added to the plumpness it offered. Part of you desperately wanted to reach out and squeeze it, hoping maybe you could play it off as a subtle brush.
But you knew that was stupid.
Your mind was reeling.
I bet my teeth marks would look wonderful on it…
I would love to lick something off of that…
You noticed as the man shifted, his hands pushing into his pockets as he walked a step further, the line progressing. Before you had even realized it, Layla hung up the phone. Your eyes were glued to his ass, and you couldn’t help but take a step further.
Can he do a striptease and throw it back in a circle?
Let me grab it. Please.
The thoughts were building more and his hips shifted as if he could hear you although you were completely silent. The only noises heard were the bustling voices of the café as everyone either ran inside to pick up their orders or were chatting away at their desired seats.
Oh, the way that ass could bounce on me…
Suddenly, the man turned around to face you. His eyes were sharp and the bluest you had ever seen. Captivating. He crossed his arms over his chest with a sly smirk, moving his head forward to release his words in a hushed whisper.
“Darling, could you think your thoughts a little more quietly? I’m trying to decide on the menu and all I can hear you think is about what you want to do to my ass.”
You inhaled sharply, your eyes growing wider than the saucers they were serving the pastries on. His voice was like pure velvet floating through your ears and it made you feel weak in your knees. Gulping, he flashed you a pearly-white smile and graciously spun back around to face the menu. But you noticed him shift his hips around, as if he wanted to give you a show.
Your mind was racing, but you kept your eyes trained on his back as he finally approached the barista. He ordered his coffee before he turned to face you. “And whatever the lady is having,” He pinpointed you. With a shaky breath, you ordered yours and then Layla’s Chai on a separate ticket, but the stranger insisted on getting both for you.
Once the order was completed and your drinks were handed to you, he turned to stare at you.
“I’m Loki, by the way.” He extended his hand.
You gazed down at it, your thoughts bouncing.
Could he read those, too?
“Yes, I can.” He responded when you thought of the question.
Fear crept up in the pits of your stomach and your heart was racing. You stared down at his hand, your insides churning.
Do you:
A. Shake his hand and give him your name?
B. Run out of the café?
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panstarry · 4 years
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willow (@gabydrawsonceinabluemoon) || indigo nwanneka (@oquiseo) || julian de archis (@cherii-bomb)
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b0g-b0dy · 3 years
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ArtFight’21: Celine Rosenburg for @cherii-bomb
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esmeebeek · 5 years
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One of the things I enjoy most about Artfight is that it motivates me to step out of my comfort zone, experiment with things I've never done before and I get to see/draw some amazingly well thought out characters. 
@smoochiest | @cherii-bomb | @queijac
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holtblvd · 5 years
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art fight stuff pt 2
characters belong to: @princesspeepo / @biskitten / @retromochi / @cherii-bomb / @colonel-chicken
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dyingjinx · 4 years
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“Wouldn’t that make the hat the top, and you the bottom?
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I fucking
Died
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adventure-with-loki · 2 years
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[this wasn't your first meeting, but it still felt like a fresh wound]
Written by: @youlightmeupfinn
Pairing: Loki x Avenger!Reader
Summary: After a mission goes wrong, you find yourself stumbling onto the doorstep of the man who you are in love with, but he doesn’t know that.
Word Count: 1.1k
Warning: mentions of blood, bullet holes
Tags:
@annoyingsweetsstranger
@eclecticlokibytomhiddleston
@spidyyparker
@deanaddicted2
@ethanshide
@lokistoriesblog
@l0st-in-reality
@shae-annelore
@realandloud
@marvelgirl0515
@tiredmamamac
@cherii-bomb
@stuckybarton
@peachsteven
@vampire7595
@moonshooter
@knopewyattworld
@holdmytesseract
@wander-lustbabe
The rain continued to pour hard throughout the city. You held onto your stomach, noticing the blood continuing to pool from the opened wound. Your comms unit had been ultimately destroyed, giving you no way to contact Steve or Tony. Neither of the two men had any idea that you were in trouble, or bleeding out for that matter. You told yourself you should’ve grabbed your phone on the way out of the tower, but told yourself you wouldn’t need it.
You had two options. Either you could stumble your way into the emergency room, which was probably the best option although it was farther, or saunter your way to him. He was closer and that was the route you ultimately took, noting the edge of the street insight that gave you the confirmation you were close. Your vision had already begun to blur and everything around you was foggy. You weren’t sure if anyone had started to look for you, either.
But what did it matter? At this rate and the amount of pain you were in, you were mere minutes away from rushing into the bright light everyone said to not go into. Making your way up the doorsteps, you couldn’t even knock. You fell forward, the weight of your body crashing against his front door. You heard the sounds of rustling emerge from behind the door and seconds later, he pulled it open, only to have your body fall at his feet.
Loki Laufeyson. The once sworn enemy of the Avengers, Thor’s hot adoptive brother, the secret love of your life, such a secret that Loki didn’t even know. The two of you had made yourselves acquainted after the events of New York and you somehow managed to convince Thor to take you to Asgard. He was suspicious, he always was. He was confused on why you wanted to spend so much time with his mischievous brother until it clicked in his head.
“YOU LOVE MY BROTHER?!” He screamed at you, making you rush forward and cover his mouth.
“Shut your mouth, you idiot! No one is supposed to know!” You reprimanded him by grasping his blonde locks. “And if you dare tell anyone… if your damn brother finds out, I’m cutting your hair off myself!” You hissed, pulling the sharp blade from your pocket. Thor’s blue orbs glistened in utter fear and he nodded his head.
“Not my precious hair! Please, no!” He squealed in your grip. You released him with a hard sigh.
“Then don’t say anything.”
You blinked, noticing your face had met the hard surface of the ground.
“Darling?!” Loki immediately called out and hurried to pick you up off the ground. He hoisted you into his arms, whisking you over to the couch where he laid you down, his eyes scanning your stomach where your bloody hands sat. “What happened to you?!” He exclaimed, pulling your hands away to see the blood oozing from the wound.
“You know how they say to never bring a knife to a gunfight?” You coughed with a sly, painful smirk. Loki watched you, his eyebrows knitting. “I was the idiot who brought the knife.” You raised your hand, groaning at the surge of pain flashing through your body.
“Am I gonna die?” You asked Loki with a cough who immediately shook his head. Ripping your gear off, you stared up at the ceiling, your voice hoarse from the screaming you had done prior. Loki tore off the t-shirt you wore, leaving you in your bra. He examined the wound, noting the silver bullet that protruded from the wound.
“You’re in luck, darling,” He sighed. Reaching out, he gently grasped the bullet and pulled it out, making you scream in pain. “It wasn't lodged completely inside.”
You cried out and gripped his arm. Your face was all scratched up, blood pooling from a cut above your eye. Your bottom lip was busted, your arms had bruises covering them, but your main issue was the bullethole. Thankfully it didn’t enter your body completely, but it did enough damage to send you into a panicked state.
“Can you like, I don’t know,” You groaned. “Snap your fingers and use magic to make it go away?” You looked up at him. He chuckled, shaking his head.
“No, darling, you’re going to heal naturally.” He sighed, disappearing before returning with the first aid kit.
“Mischief has first aid?” You gasped, Loki glaring at you.
His eyes searched yours. “Once I had a woman begin stumbling herself onto my doorstep… I invested.” He expressed with a small sigh.
This wasn’t the first time you had come to Loki hurt. He’s had to mend your wounds several times, just not as severe as a bullet to the stomach.
As you laid there, you felt as he began applying the cleaning solution for your wounds, dressing them and all. While he took care of you and patched you up, you were coming awfully close to spilling your heart out to him right then and there. Although you had an obvious feeling he knew how you felt, based on the premise you were a hardcore flirt and he gave into it, he never made an advance to you.
“Do you like me?” You suddenly questioned, Loki wrapping the bandage around your waist. Your ribs were starting to throb now.
Loki scoffed. “What kind of question is that, love?” He used his soft tone on you, his voice melting against your eardrums.
You shrugged, but winced upon doing so.
“Just asking…” You sighed. Loki noticed the cut on your eye and he began grabbing supplies to tend to it. Dabbing the saline solution over the cut, his face came close to yours. He leaned forward, positioning himself so he was propped against the couch, while he dabbed at the cut.
He looked so inviting.
In one simple sweep, you could brush your lips against his.
But what if he didn’t like you in that way?
Do you:
A. Kiss him
B. Don’t kiss him and hold your feelings back for fear of rejection?
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This meme is Angel and Cheriis freindship summed up-
Angel:*hits blunt* Girl I've been thinking...if you got your leg cut off. Would it hurt?
Cherii:
Cherri: Duh???
Angel:But where you gonna feel the pain?
Cherri:In your leg- *gasps* :0
Angel:Where you gonna feel the pain if your leg is gone?
Cherii:Oh mah God....
Angel:Bruh I've been thinking about this shit all day.
Cherii:Your legs gone so the pain is gone!
Angel:Girl we smart as shit when we smoke.
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