#cr adopts

[the-wereraven]

Yipee-

[mintaikkcorpse]

Golden Cheese Cookie was probably the person who was like, "Ugh. Why would my friends choose to have a sniffling, screaming baby to take care of?" and then adopt Burnt Cheese like a week later and get annoyed at anyone who called her out bcuz, "My baby is different."

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

just vibing with her new step-siblings

[heartspark]

Some super fun dragon adopts ive currently got up for sale on my other socials 🫶🏽💖

[leafspiritz]

they’re besties to me 🐀💜

[importantwhisperstimetravel]

Bells Hells: [Discussing how they could weaponize a cursed necklace they found]

Essek: The majesty of carefully and discreetly slipping jewelry onto an individual without them knowing why is a time honored tradition for assassinations ...not that I'd know anything about that :) [sips drink]

Ashton: What a delightful thought.

Chetney: Essek... you are *cool*

Essek: I appreciate that.

[b-a-l-a-n-c-3]

Pretty woman doodles (istg every official post her hair size changes so I’m just rolling with whatever-)

Close ups under the cut:

[natansiik]

Muraena Cookie Adopt | OPEN

40€ via Paypal.

No holds!

[kerosene-in-a-blender]

Sometimes a family is a muscular librarian, her even more muscular wife, and the delinquent teenager they adopted out of a summer camp

[cuppacoffii]

FIRST ADOPTABLES LISTING - OPEN!

Hello one, hello all! I am officially opening CRK adoptables, starting now with these two!

This will be the only listing of this kind, as i will be making four designs to follow a design prompt- i’m posting these two now however, because I need extra money for groceries!

Both are $10, and can be bought together or separately! This works in a first come first serve manner

Please be advised that i only take venmo currently! To claim one, please DM me and i will exchange info!

STARRY PUDDING CUP ($10) - OPEN

CHERRY BOMB ($10) - OPEN

Reblogs are highly appreciated! From here on, i will be selling these adopts to have extra grocery money as prices have gone up really bad where i am. Any support is so, so greatly appreciated. Thank you 💛

[mintaikkcorpse]

My favorite part about these recent Cookie Run updates is checking the shipping wikis and seeing the ships go from "fanon" to "canon."

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

Props to Kai for just bailing like that. For him, he was just living his best life until he got sent to a bootcamp, only to have these random camp counsellors ask to adopt him

He really said "fuck your cliche happy ending, I'm gonna help Padmund with his card game and disappear into the night"

[theflameoverlord]

"Flamey...?"

"...Is this my flamey, or..?"

"...No..but.."

[Agar Agar hugged him.]

"Same.. thing..."

@ask-some-legendary-cookies

“Huh?”

“Hey— kiddo, I don’t think—”

“..Alright then..”

[Fire Spirit proceeds to return the hug]

[patfr8]

Wildberry having a room in his house free in case Sugarfly wants to go to the Hollyberry Kingdom bc he feels terrible about not being able to save Pavlova from the beast

He hopes that, one day, he too will soar the skies like he was always meant to

[m34tcr33p]

PLEASE BUY! I want to buy madcom merch so baaaad

[blorbologist]

I wish you would write a fic where...

More of the consecuted!Ashton being raised by Essek, please 😘

~580 words | Gen | Essek-centric | Mention of this being 100+ years post-canon and most of the Nein have passed, as well as Ashton

Short one! I stopped to think about how, exactly, Essek would somehow adopt Ashton before they even realized they had past memories, and perhaps this isn't fully sound but I had fun with it :D

I wish you would write a fic where... prompt game

--

Deirta Thelyss once claimed, in the gentle and patronizing way of one practiced at such speech, that she knew from the beginning that Essek was a new soul. He dismissed this immediately as justification for the cool detachment with which she raised him while waiting to see if he was anyone worth caring about.

This was a very solid conclusion until roughly three hours ago, where just as quickly as he disregarded his Umavi’s words he recognized this child. This child he had never met before in his life.

It had been a hunch to ask around. A gift of fortune that he was not immediately carted off as a (as Beauregard would have called it) a complete fucking creep.

But he knew where Greymoore had died. And so could extrapolate the - purely hypothetical - radius to investigate very accurately. And it’s not like the Cobalt Soul didn’t research the strangest of topics. Such as - again, hypothetically - any children born in this range of days potentially experiencing strange flashes and memories.

And if it became a long-term, fruitless research project, well. It’s not like he’s had much better to do. Caduceus is lovely, quite lovely, but there’s only so long he can garden before he’s gently being told to stop cross-breeding the plants and experimenting with grafts. 

(Only so long he can endure the reminders of what they’ve both buried in this same earth. He has always been a weak man.)

Essek long wrote this off as a fruitless thing. Ashton Greymoore was not consecuted, and calling their brain a biological Beacon would be generous (and swiftly provoke several rebuttal papers if he could publish the findings under another alias), and it had been too long. Frankly, he should have given up after fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, twenty years passed without a youth seeking him out on his rounds.

This child is not even toddling. It’s been over a century since he last met this soul, but he knows - he knows, deep in the pit of arcana in his stomach - that this is that genasi.

At this point the towns in his circuit consider it a queer sort of rite to show Essek their children. He’s learned to entertain them with simple spellcraft, enough of a delight to buy good faith. 

“Whoever birthed this little one dropped him on our doorstep,” the weary old orc is explaining; there’s a rush of sympathy and frustration swimming through his bloodstream. Deirta’s face flashes before his eyes, for no particular reason.

They keep talking. Essek keeps nodding and hopes his poker face has improved, because he is panicking. 

He had thought this out. Be the benevolent, strange sort of uncle (the memory of Jester’s voice trills, like a fairy godmother!) and be conveniently available when anamnesis occurred and otherwise simply… observe. For science. Because this was quite the unique sort of circumstance, and could disprove or bolster centuries of his work (and Caleb’s, the foundation of so much of it).

Essek can’t simply sit back and observe - can’t watch Ashton Greymoore grow up in an orphanage. Not again. 

The small human looks nothing like the Ashton he knew. And giggles and reaches for the flutters and skeins of magic without any hesitation, without pain. And he has a shock of red hair.

So with the heedless decision-making that’s evaded him since Caleb and Jester and Fjord and Beauregard and Veth and Yasha and Kingsley passed he says, “Ah. Well, I could offer-” they? They don’t know that yet, “- him a home.”