#HI POM HIIIIII

[newdleboy]

@pompedia asked: ❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ — listen Marinette could just be rush hugging him for any sort of reason, or she found him after an akuma attack and her concern and relief just takes over,,, 👀

▬▬▬ ☁      MK had just parked his scooter, now that the akuma alert was over. He'd been able to stay out of the way thankfully and of course Ladybug and Chat Noir had been able to save the day. He was just putting his helmet on the back of his bike when he felt a heavy weight slam against him, knocking the wind right out of him and making him lose his balance.

                              Thankfully he caught himself before completely falling to the ground, but he was definitely dazed. It took him a moment to realize that it was Marinette who had attached herself to him just now. He blushed, but brought his arms up to return her hug.

                              ❝ Oh, hey Marinette...! What's uh, what's up? Are you okay? ❞

[milksnake-tea]

OH MY GOSH I LITERALLY SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THE SUNDAY DRIP (it was in school and I got in trouble but it was so worth it) LIKE MY LOVE YOU LOOK ABSOLUTELY ETHEREAL WITH YOUR NEW OUTFIT AND SPIKES(?)

idk if i can roll for Sunday since it’s 50/50 but imma save up for him 💪

Anyways back to the point. YOUR NEW SUNDAY FIC?????? SOOOOO FLUFFY AND CUTE AND HIS BLUSHING AND FEATHERS TWITCHING??? AND POM POM HIDING BEHIND HIS LEGS??? SOOOOO ADORABLE LIKE LET ME KISS HIM! I LOVE YOU FOR WRITING AND POSTING THAT (Sunday deserves all the fluff he can get) IM GONNA GO RE READ IT BYEEEEEE

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OMG HIIIIII 🧅🧅🧅 oml I HOPE U DIDNT GET IN TOO MUCH TROUBLE,,,, BUT UR SO RIGHT SUNDAY AND HIS THORNS OURGHGHGHGHGH

honestly U PROBABLY GOT THIS U SHOULD HAVE AROUND 140+ WISHES BY THE CLOSE TO THE END OF SUNDAY'S BANNER SO. YIPPEE !!!

AND sobs into the floor TYSMMMMM I WAS KICKING AND GIGGLING WRITING THAT FIC im p sure my roommates thought i was mad weird BUT IT WAS SO SELF INDULGENT SO IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT SM !!!! sunday fluff...... break from the angst.....

[ghostiebeech]

Mushy May Day 6 (Cowbell fics): Snow day

Hiiiiii. We are getting a bit behind, but I really like this one.  I wish I could’ve seen this group perform, precious little shits they are.  This one is kinda from the perspective of Ifrit, I love that big boobied bitch sm.  

Rating: General I guess.  There’s cursing and mentions of being *aroused*

Pairing: mentions of just pack love, some Dew/Aether, Cowbell/Mountain, etc.

Characters: Ifrit, Cowbell, Dewdrop, Aether, Mountain, and Zephyr 

Word Count: ~900

Summary: It’s snowing at the ministry and Cowbell wants to go outside now bitch

Like always I did not proof read this so if you see something weird no you didn’t :D

Ifrit was having a rather nice dream when he was awoken to an excited Cowbell jumping in their bed.  The fire ghoul tried to roll over onto his stomach and go back to sleep but the little shit was having none of it. Cowbell delivered a rather forceful slap to Ifrits ass which did not help his current situation one bit.

“Please baby bell, I was having such a nice dream.”

Cowbell delivered a few more light smacks until Ifrit lifted his head to look back at the insistent ghoul.  Cowbell was excitedly pointing out the window at a winter wonderland.  Ifrit could see now the other ghoul was bundled up in an assortment of the pack’s clothes.  A hat knitted by Aether, one of Zephyr’s scarves, and a huge jacket that must be one of Mountain’s.  

“You want to go play, huh?”

Cowbell trilled happily before hopping on the fire ghoul’s bed and began rummaging through his closet to find snow clothes, obviously not wanting to waste another moment. 

Before Ifrit was fully awake, he was in the common room where the rest of the pack were in similar states, bundled with sleepy eyes.  Ifrit could hear Cowbell in Mountain’s bedroom, saving the earth ghoul for last.  It took quite a lot of balls to wake a sleeping giant, but surprisingly Mountain came out of his room, gremlin stuck to his back, with a big smile on his face.  

Cowbell jumped down the Mountain’s back and took off to go outside.  The rest of the pack followed with varying levels of excitement.  By the time Ifrit made it outside, it looked like a stampede had gone over the fresh white snow.  Cowbell was hunched over near the trees adding to a surprisingly already large pile of snowballs.  They looked lovely, cheeks rosy from the cold.  Before Ifrit could admire the ghoul anymore, he was hit square in the face with several snowballs in quick succession.

The culprit, looking about as angelic and innocent as a demon could be with his long hair in two braids under a pink beanie complete with a big pom pom, was Dewdrop.  Ifrit dropped to the ground to prepare his own arsenal, watching the tiny water ghoul run away to hide behind Aether.  Ifrit locked in on his tiny target, but before he threw his snowball, he was hit again in quick succession, this time by Cowbell, who ran to duck behind Mountain.

The snow battle continued as such for about an hour.  Aether and Mountain were unsurprisingly roped into the side of the gremlins. Ifrit really couldn’t help but think how unfair the odds were, four against one.  He called over to Zephyr for aid, but the older air ghoul just shook his head in amusement, preferring to watch the battle from the safety of the doorway as he nursed a cup of tea.  Ifrit finally waved the figurative white flag, “Mercy! Please! It’s too damn cold.”  The fire ghoul fell down to the ground, chest heaving in exertion.  

The gremlins whooped at their great win running over to Ifrit and jumping on him.  Before the ghouls could continue their battle via wrestling, Zephyr, who had gone back inside a while before, yelled to the rest of the pack, “Inside now, little devils!” Cowbell and Dew groaned in disappointment before being bribed with hot chocolate.  

True to his word, Zephyr had steaming cups of hot chocolate ready for everyone as they came inside, shedding their wet outer clothes.  As they finished their drinks, the ghouls went back to their respective rooms to change into warm comfy clothes.  The pack found themselves back in the common room, throwing on a movie and cuddling.  

Ifrit found himself at the middle of the ghoul pile, bracketed by Dewdrop and Cowbell who both wrapped themselves around Ifrit’s warm body.  The two smaller ghouls were spooned by Aether and Mountain respectively.  Obviously exhausted by their victory, the two smaller ghouls quickly fell asleep, purring happily.  They were followed quickly by the two sleepy giants who were curled around them.  Ifrit himself did not sleep right away, preferring to bask in his love for his pack.

Dewdrop had his head shoved into Ifrit’s pec, lovely hair falling over his face.  Ifrit reached over, gently tucking the soft locks behind his ear.  Cowbell was subconsciously kneading into Ifrit’s side.  Behind Dewdrop, Aether had his head shoved into the back of Dewdrops, happily suffocating in the smaller ghoul’s hair.  Mountain was completely curled around Cowbell, snoring loudly.  

Ifrit could feel tears welling up in his eyes.  He tried to quickly wipe them away when he made eye contact with Zephyr who was watching the group.  Zephyr himself looked upon the group with a mixture of love and sadness.  Ifrit knew he was thinking the same thing as him.  This would not last forever.  Ifrit and Zephyr knew they were temporary band ghouls and any day could be their last.  

Zephyr smiled at Ifrit, walking around the group to lay down at their heads.  Ifrit leaned back, resting his head on Zephyr’s soft belly.  Gentle claws found their way into the fire ghouls hair.

“I am going to miss this.”  Ifrit could feel tears start to swell again, overwhelmed with his affection for his pack.  He let out a wet laugh, “I would let those two beat the shit out of me with snowballs every damn day if it meant I could keep them forever.”

“Everything must come to an end, firebird…”  Zephyr reached down, cupping Ifrit’s cheek, “It’s what makes these moments even more precious.  It makes each one of you all the more precious.”

Special thanks to @forlorn-crows​ for compiling the list of prompts.