#ic: phi

[phisaya]

"He literally just said he wasn't going to tax soap, guys."

[juergenklopp]

DAYCARE SHENANIGANS feat. JT

BRYSON STOTT 4 for 5, 1 RBI, 2 R @ Tampa Bay Rays (July 5, 2023)

[the-delightful-temptation]

A moment of bravery and stupidity takes place. Fists, balled, game face, on, and heels? Stompin. Right onto Daddy’s foot. Finally cracked the nut to strike back!

@a-hazbin-spider :3?

Valentino turns, before he can act on the sinner he feels the hit on his balls, bending over in pain as he yells loudly. The overlords kneel down, without knowing the reason for the pain was the consequence of his actions to another employee.

��ANGEL IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOu..”

@a-hazbin-spider

[thosetaleskids]

@talesofourworlds / continued from (x) as a new post.

"Kind of? But only kind of; most exorcists don't think of Malakhim like us as people, just as empty tools. Even a good Malak-mom would treat us more like a favoured weapon that she had an affection for, rather than as a someone with feelings of their own."

Of course the fact that most Malakhim also had their free will suppressed and so wouldn't complain didn't help matters, either. But this was probably kind of heavy, especially for someone who didn't seem to know what a Malak even was; so Laphicet decided not to press and overwhelm her with the subject.

Instead, he nodded, green eyes sparkling.

"That's right. Velvet kind of abducted me away from her, really; but it all worked out well in the end. She and the others helped me to learn to think for myself. I think I like that better than being someone's tool."

[shadow-king-club]

// Now it's iron man two time

Let's do this! ^^

Mcu please don't treat iron man like loki. I'll know like the Phineas and ferb movie with Candace. //

[starrstruckcanuck]

I'm smiling so hard

[panchambro]

[Art Fight 2024] - I Cherry Scream

Attack on @phosphorus-phi Cherry - phosphorus_phi

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It's a hot summer day, and nothing's more important than to cool down with a nice scoop of ice cream.

Here's hoping Cherry enjoys summer!

[demonlordcosnime]

lets play zero escape virtue last reward part 47

[quiltofstars]

The Spider Nebula, IC 417 // sreilly24590

This nebula is being lit up by a bright cluster of stars. The brightest star is φ Aurigae.

[phisaya]

@lcftcult

Phisaya materializes behind Star, and runs a finger down one of her soft black ears. She giggles softly and says, "Wow, you look really pretty. Liking the party so far?"

[coolrpblog]

" You aren't local either, I guess? "

"Uh- y-yeah.... I am pretty uh... new to this area." The man rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm Philo... I'm more or less... looking at apartments."

[lcftcult]

Name: Phisaya

Age: 31 going on 32

How well do we know each other?: We know each other pretty well, but we could know more.

Why do you want to date me?: We've grown close these past few years (it's been about three years, hasn't it?), and I'm curious about what would happen if we took things further.

Describe your ideal date: We go to the aquarium, and I show you all of the weird-looking fish while saying 'that's me'. We buy matching bracelets at the gift shop and I secretly buy you a plush that I surprise you with on the way home.

List five of your best qualities:

I'm good at listening to people

I've been told that I'm nice

I'm open to trying new things (as long as they're not dangerous, hah)

I have nice hair

I can make spaghetti

Anything you else you want to say?: I didn't get a single Valentine's Day application today and I feel really bad about it

DATING APPLICATION || Accepting

"Aw Phi.. that sounds like an-an awesome date." Says Black Star, having wanted to go to an Aquarium for some time to see the colorful fish in Hell's version of the ocean. Though the cat frowns at the end. "That's weird, y-you should've gotten more applications." Secretly, Black Star had wanted to send one, but her tummy was fluttering with butterflies and making her anxious.

"W-Well, if you want.." her cheeks begin to blush. Boy is the sinner flustered! I.. I'd love to go on a date with you."

@phisaya

[jcurneysend]

"He looks like he found god." (tenmyouji to phi ok last one for real)

[ Formal apology that I can't find the meme! TT_TT ]

"..If god is a poster as lame as that, we're done for."

Phi? Shush. Just let Sigma have this.

"..Cmon, lets at least pick up the slack while he hyperfixates on it."

[amathslutsguidetofandom]

"I'm Taking That As A Yes, Princess"

PAIRINGS: Ghostface!FratPresident!James "Bucky" Barnes x Reader

WARNINGS: Getting alcohol spilt on you, fingering, a bit angsty? (if you squint), semi-bathroom sex, swering, unprotected sex (darlings, please wrap your man's pig in a blanket), p in v, mentions of cum, handjob, a slight hint of a blowjob and slight fluff? (If I have missed anything, please feel free to let me know 😊)

WORD COUNT: 2,922

*not proof-read*

ENJOY!

Walking into the house, you were immediately surrounded by sweaty, sticky bodies. You grimaced at the overwhelming feeling and tried to find a space where you could catch your breath. The kitchen was relatively empty, except for a couple making out on the counter. You decided to mind your own business, reaching into the fridge and navigating past cans and bottles of beer to grab a water bottle hidden at the back.

You twisted the cap off and took a long sip. Everyone was dressed up differently, which made sense—it was Halloween. Instead of babysitting your little cousins, you’d faked being sick to your parents, dressed up, and come to the Alpha Phi house. This wasn’t like you at all. The top student in your class, the teacher’s pet, the early-assignment submitter, the girl who became a TA in her junior year—you were the “good girl.”

So why were you here? Because you’d overheard some girls talking about the infamous Halloween party that the Alpha Phi guys threw every year. And you weren’t the type who usually went to parties. So why this one? Because you’d heard that Steve Rogers was going to show up, and you had a little crush on the star player of the varsity ice hockey team. You’d been trying to muster the courage to talk to him ever since you sat next to him in a lab in your first year. That was two years ago, and you’d been harbouring feelings for him ever since.

Your heart did a little flip every time he smiled at you when you passed him in the halls. Finishing your water, you threw the bottle in the recycling bin and tugged your tutu down to avoid a wedgie. The ballerina costume was a last-minute, twenty-dollar buy, but you were happy with it—the corseted top accentuated your chest, and though the sheer tights were a bit snug, it didn’t bother you too much.

You were making your way through the crowd and spotted a tuft of blond hair. Your heart flipped again. This was it, the perfect moment. You were going to ask Steve if he wanted to go out sometime. He was tipsy enough to say yes, and if he said no, he’d be too focused on his hangover tomorrow to remember your question. You took a deep breath and started toward him.

Then you saw them. You’d thought the rumours weren’t true, that they couldn’t be real. But the sight of Steve Rogers making out with Peggy Carter would be forever etched in your mind, because the pain in your heart was unbearable. You stood frozen, your heart thudding in your chest as you watched Steve's hands roam over Peggy’s body. You clenched your jaw and sniffled, rooted to the spot.

You only snapped out of it when someone spilled their drink on you. “Damn, sorry, gorgeous,” a guy dressed as Fred from Scooby-Doo winked at you drunkenly before chuckling and moving away. You shook your head, trying to clean the alcohol off your costume.

“Hey, buddy. I think you owe the girl a real apology,” another voice piped up. You looked up to see a towering figure dressed as Ghostface, holding Fred by the shoulder. “Now, say you’re sorry—like you really mean it, and none of that half-assed stuff because you’re shitfaced,” Ghostface ordered, crossing his arms. Fred straightened up, looked you in the eye, and apologized sincerely. Ghostface nodded approvingly and sent him away.

Before you realized it, Ghostface had moved closer to you. You turned to see him looking you over, his mask bobbing as if inspecting your costume. He clicked his tongue and put a hand on the small of your back. “C’mon, let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

You both walked upstairs, where the sounds of the party gradually faded, and you were grateful for the quiet. You hesitated when he opened a door and gestured for you to go in.

For the first time that night, you spoke up. “Um, I’m sorry, but I don’t even know who you are.”

The chuckle that followed freaked you out a little, but then he reached up to remove the mask.

James. Freaking. Barnes.

You tried your best to mask your surprise, but you were sure he saw it, because the corners of his lips lifted into a smirk.

James “Bucky” Barnes—the captain of the varsity ice hockey team, a good student, a charmer, the president of Alpha Phi, and most importantly, the best friend of Steve Rogers.

You’ve met James a few times here and there. During some of the varsity games. And passed him in the dorms sometimes. He never caused you any trouble. He even offered to help you move-in in your second year when he clearly saw you struggle push your luggage up the stairs.

You were just acquaintances.

You swallowed and timidly walked into the pristine room, surprised by its immaculate condition. “I certainly didn’t expect a frat president to have such a clean room,” you muttered, hearing James laugh at your comment as he closed the door.

“Well, I don’t work well in a messy environment,” he shrugged and walked closer, his gaze trailing over your corset. You backed up slightly at the intensity of his approach, making him huff a laugh. “I don’t bite, princess,” he said, his fingers grazing the edge of your corset.

He gently guided you to the adjoining bathroom. “I’ll have to wash it out a bit. So, if you don’t mind getting your tutu a little damp, princess…,” he led, waiting for your response. You shook your head, signalling it was fine. He nodded toward the counter, and you hopped onto it.

He wetted a towel and began dabbing it on your clothes. “So, what’s a timid thing like you doing at a fraternity party?” he whispered, his focus on cleaning up the stain. You glanced at his concentrated face before looking away. “What? Can’t a girl come to a party?” you replied, defensively, for some reason.

James chuckled, “Oh, a girl can come to a party. But you, you’re not that type of girl, princess.” You raised an eyebrow at him, puzzled by his statement. “I mean, you never come to parties in general. So why the sudden appearance?” He sighed and caged you between his arms.

You tensed, starting to stammer. “Well, I wanted to see someone,” you shrugged, looking down at your hands.

“Yeah?” James asked, his gaze piercing. “Who was the special guy?”

You looked up at him through your lashes, then quickly looked away. He used two fingers to tilt your face toward him. “Eyes on me, princess,” he said softly.

“Steve. I came to ask Steve out…,” you admitted, spilling your secret.

James looked at you with you look, you couldn’t decipher what it was. But you didn’t know what to feel about it. He looked into your eyes for so long, you started to tear up due to the lack of blinking.

“Steve…,” he dragged it, and it made you wonder why. But you didn’t question it.

He continued to dab the wet cloth to your clothes. “You didn’t have to do that you know… The, um, asking the guy to apologize to me,” you broke the silence, because you couldn’t take the stuffy air that was in between the both of you.

James shook his head and chuckled as he dabbed on your neckline. “If I didn’t my Ma would scold my ear off if she knew. And, besides, a pretty girl needs to be treated right.”

You’re breathing stops at that, and you looked up at him with a confused look. He smirked at your expression, “what?” You shook you head and asked him, “you think I’m pretty?”

James scoffed and nodded, “I would have to be blind if I didn’t think your stunning, princess.”

You didn’t realise but your lips and James’ were a hair breadths away. “James…,” you tried to start but James beat you to it, “Bucky, princess. Call me Bucky.”

You gulped and nodded.

“Bucky.”

He groaned at they way his named sounded on your tongue. “Princess, your killin’ me here,” he whispered more to himself than at you. His knuckles gripped onto the counter tight. “Please…,” he muttered.

“Pardon?” you didn’t catch what he said.

“Please let me kiss you.”

You froze, you didn’t know what to do.

You always thought Bucky was hot. Hotter than Steve, but you never had any classes with him to fully judge him. You were a hundred percent sure that if Bucky was your lab partner instead of Steve, you’d totally be crushing on Bucky instead.

And if that were the case, you’d be nodding your head like a mad man. Steve was taken, you were still recovering from that. Bucky, apparently, liked you. Liked you more than you thought he did.

You saw the way his gaze flickered from your eyes to you lips and back to your eyes. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips, and saw his pupils dilate at the movement.

“I-,” you started but your thoughts were washed away when you saw Bucky lick his lips too. You heart thuds in your chest as you feel like the whole world is dark and the spotlight is just on you with the way Bucky looks like you. There’s a small part of you that wanted to feel how his lips would feel against you.

So, you nodded.

Before you knew it, Bucky was standing between your legs and gripping your hips. He then pulled you close and smashed his lips on yours. You took a second to understand what was going on, but when your conscious did come back to you cupped his face and kissed him back.

He licked at your bottom lip asking your permission to open up your mouth and you allowed it immediately. Soon your tongues were dancing together, yours was meek and shy letting Bucky do all the taking over. You wrapped your arms around his neck and whimpers against his mouth, which just made him groan against you.

He moved his lips from your mouth to your jaw, then to your neck. You tilted your head to give him more access, and the more you let him the more your whimpers turn to moans.

He moves his hands all over your body, “this okay, princess?” He whispered against your skin, and you nodded fervently and grasped at his black cloak. You felt him palm at your chest, and you sighed and whispered a, “more, Bucky, please.” He nodded against your skin and moved his hands up your thighs and squeezes the flesh of your thighs.

You felt the heat pool between your things and squeezed them together. Bucky smirked and pushed them away, “nuh uh, none o’ that.” He got closer to you, and you wrapped your legs around his hips and chuckled. His hands moved to your inner thighs, and you gasped out, the wetness pooling more into your underwear.

You felt his knuckles brushed against your core and you whimpered and dropped your head against his shoulder. “Please, Bucky,” you muttered against his costume. Without any other word he ripped your tights at the centre and felt the wet path of white cotton.

“Oh princess, so wet f’me already?” Bucky snickered and you nodded at his question.  He rubbed his knuckles against your cunt’s lips and pressed his fingers harder when he heard your soft mewl. “You like it don’t you, princess?” To which you nodded again and whispered his name breathlessly.

He pushed your underwear aside and sunk his thick fingers in, and you whined at the intrusion. The sweet stretch felt better than your own meek fingers and soon Bucky was pumping his fingers in and out making your legs shake. “I’m not even rubbing your clit, princess. Your legs are already shaking,” he whispered roughly against your ear.  

His thumb started to rub at your clit and that’s when you lost your mind. You mewled and moaned his name as his fingers were rubbing that deep spot in you and his thumb playing with your button has you becoming a wailing mess. He bends down and started to attack your neck. “Fuck, Bucky. Please,” you cried out as you feel your impending orgasm start to build at your core.

Bucky roughly rubbed at your clit and within seconds your gushed around his fingers. You sighed and untensed your shoulders. Bucky brought his fingers to his mouth, closed his eyes and licked them clean. You whimpered at the sight.

You both leaned in and captured the other in a deep kiss, Bucky picked you up like you weighed nothing and exited the bathroom and walked until he placed you down on his bed.

He pulled the Ghostface mask down and leaned to tower over you. You bit your lip, and he chuckled, “didn’t know princess was a bit freaky, hmm?” He unbuckled his belt under the cloak, and you took off your tutu and tossed it somewhere in his room.

When he managed to get his cock out of his pants, your eyes widened as the sheer size of him and then looked at him to see the small smirk that was painted on his lips. “Something wrong, princess?” You gulped and said, “it’s not gonna fit.”

Bucky chuckled and leaned over you once more and whispered into your ear, “we’ll make it fit, princess.” The tone he used made you shiver, and you gripped onto his shoulders and readied yourself. Bucky ran his shaft up and down you’re sit and you whined desperately.

“Bucky, please. I need you,” you squeezed your eyes shut and threw your head back. He tapped your cheek with two fingers and said, “eyes on me, princess.” And with that Bucky slowly pushed inside you. The stretch was so deliciously sweet and painful it made you lose your mind. You both gasped at the feeling of him moving further into you.

“Fuck, princess. You’re so tight,” he grits out as he starts to slowly thrust in and out of you. Your legs wrapped tightly around his waist and your nails raked down his back and he let out a deep moan which made goosebumps raise on your skin.

The sound of skin slapping on skin wasn’t’ as loud as your wails of Bucky’s name and moans. When the tip of him tapped against that spot in you, your eyes rolled to the back of your mind and you squealed, “Bucky right there, oh! Right there!”

Bucky grabbed a hold of the headboard and thrusted harder into you, aiming at that same spot and you felt tears run down the side of face in pleasure. “Fuck, princess. Gripping me like a vice,” he purses his lips as he knocked his hips against yours.

You felt the sheer length of him move in and out of you, your walls embraced him like he was meant to be there in the first place. “Attagirl. Take what I give you, yeah?” He huffed against your ear. The coarse patch of pubic hair that rested at the bottom of his happy trail, rubbed against your clit giving your that nice friction and it made you whine even more.

He pressed a hand against your abdomen and pressed down harder and it made the feeling even better. He saw how you reacted and pressed down harder, and you arched your back at the feeling. With that you felt the climax in you start to rise, “Bucky, I’m so close.” You whimpered as you watched the man wearing the Ghostface mask rut into you expertly.

He threw your legs over his shoulders and rutted into your harder, the band at your core bends and bends until it finally snapped and soon you were coming around Bucky’s cock.

Bucky groaned deeply at you squeezing him tightly, he pulled out and you whined at the loss of the feeling. He was fisting his length at the sight of you post orgasmic bliss and it looked so hot from your perspective. You quickly got on your knees and replaced Bucky’s hand with yours. “Fucking hell, princess,” he ran a hand through your hair and bunched it up at the back of your head. “That’s it, making me feel so good,” he sighed and threw his head back.

He groaned when you parted your lips, the mushroom head of his member inches away from your mouth. He tipped his head back, “fuck I’m so close.” And soon you felt his warm spent spill down your throat. Bucky moaned at the sight, and his chest reverberated deeply when he saw you swallow.

He pushed you down to lay on your back again and he then he laid next to you. You reached up and took of his Ghostface mask so you can his face. “That desperate to see my face? Hmm?” He smirked at your action. You shook your head and chuckled shyly, “maybe.”

Bucky reached up and caressed your face. “You know you’re really pretty right, princess?” You blushed at his comment, “buy me dinner first, Barnes.” Bucky chuckled and then nodded, “are you free this weekend?”

You froze, “you can’t be serious.”

“Well, I kinda am.”

“You are a piece of work James Barnes,”

“Should I take that as a, yes?”

You chuckled and shook your head; you gave him a soft smile.

“I’m taking that as a yes, princess.”

🎀🎀🎀

A fic posted during the midst of exam period?!

I would like to thank @buck-star for helping me with coming up with this idea!

This took a while and it's ALOT, but late night productivity hit me like a freight train haha.

I've one more exam in the next week and I'll be done!

Hope you lovelies liked this!

Lemme know what y'all think of the fic!

Till' then,

Stay Coquette-y,

Anya 🫶🏽🕊️🎀

[thosetaleskids]

“Laphicet…!” Perhaps when Laphicet’d least expect it, out of the blue comes Elle, who’s done quite a lot of running today given her airy voice. “Finally found you…! I understand why you gotta keep your head low, but your group knows how to run a gal in circles...!”

With her whining out of the way, she takes this moment to catch up on all the breaths she’s missed on this wild ride of a goose chase. When she composes, she’s back to her usual bright smile, “Anyway! I’d love to say I was here cause I’m the bestest friend ever, but I’m here on an important mission from Commander Ludger! Although please consider my mission partially from me too!” 

As per her mission, Elle hands Laphicet a bulky Beinfu-shaped box whose giant hat actually comes off to allow access to its contents. Pulling out its contents would reveal… a sleek silver choker, wide enough to fit exactly like his old one. Though this one’s focal piece is a plate imbued with a real cicada shell, dipped in rose gold to give it a nice sheen whenever it catches the sun. Next to it are two blue butterflies, just like the one on her old hat (and on her shorts now).

“Ludger wanted to thank you for being a great family friend to us, and since I wanted an excuse to see you anyway, I offered to do the delivery!” She explains, though her addendum is rather quick, “But don’t get me wrong– Ludger would’ve 100% come if I didn’t insist I’d go by myself! Just I saw he was busy, I’m not busy, so why not put in some work? Win-win!"

Matter cleared, Elle clears her throat to give this all her feeling, “Your gift was a team effort from all five of us, Victor didn’t even fuss about helping for once, so I hope you like it! Thank you so much for being your amazing self, Laphicet!”

"Elle!"

Oh, he definitely hadn't been expecting to see her, least of all here in Southgand; but that didn't make Laphicet any less happy to do so. He kind of considered Elle his first friend from outside his own world, after all (unless one counted Jude and Milla, he supposed... but when most of their interactions had been fighting against them to that Goldipen didn't end the world, friends didn't sound like quite the right term), and that made her pretty important to him.

He winced a little at the implication that she'd been chasing after the so-called 'calamity crew' for a while, though.

"Ah... sorry about that. Velvet keeps us on the move a lot."

Not just Velvet, it had to be admitted; the group were running all over the place, each member taking care of last little bits of business before they risked potentially ending the world by taking on Innominat. Even he'd added his own bit to that in insisting that they hunt down the ingredients of the Omega Elixir for Videl.

"But you found us now! That's what matters, right?"

His head tilted as she explained her mission from Ludger... and partially from herself too. Curious, more than anything; it must be something really important if she was chasing him down so determinedly, right? It was...

...to give him another Bienfu?

Quite honestly, Phi had no idea what the little normin would think of seeing himself replicated in box form like this. For once, though, he wasn't around to see... probably Magilou sending him on another of the thankless errands that his poetry so often lamented about.

Removing the hat from the box, the young malak reached in to withdraw the contents. First... a collar, like the one he'd worn under Lady Teresa? That... brought some rather awkward memories with it, like ditching the old one on Lionel Island to prove that he was no longer just the tool that the Abbey had seen him as.

But then... this one was different, wasn't it? And not only because of being a gift from a friend which alone made it special. It was a different colour, for one; and made of a material that felt like it would sit more comfortably than the Abbey one had. And...

Wait, the pendant on it, was that...?

Okay, that was the thing that really sold him on it; the genuine cicada shell was an incredible touch as far as Phi was concerned. Little fingers trailed over the gold-coated insect, marvelling at the intricacy of it. Reminded him of what Teresa had told him, about the time when her brother Oscar had given her a whole pile of them as a gift when they'd been kids, thinking he was being nice, and she'd just screamed... he chuckled a little at the thought.

"I really like it; thank you!"

To prove the point, he slipped it around his neck right there. Adjusting it so that it sat a bit differently to the one he'd worn before; he wasn't a vain boy, but this time he was wearing it by his own choice, and he wanted to make sure that his look with it emphasised that.

Oh, and the butterflies, too! He recalled noticing similar designs on Elle's outfit; he kind of liked the idea of matching. One, he clipped to his blue neck scarf; the other, after a moment's thought, to one of the shoulders of his robe.

Plus... getting gifts was enough of a rarity to him, still, that honestly it would have made him happy no matter what had been in the box.

"Well, I'd have been happy to see either of you. But I'm especially happy to see you!"

If he blushed a little to say that, he blushed even more as Elle thanked him, even called him amazing. What could he say to that? Laphicet knew he was something unique, in the sense of being part of Innominat; but that was sort of something else, and not necessarily always in a good way. Being called amazing just for being himself...?

"Th- that's okay. I think you're kind of amazing, as well."

Was it weird to say that? It wasn't weird to say that when it was just returning the compliment, right?

Still, it was probably a good thing that Magilou wasn't here right now, or she'd definitely tease him for days afterwards.