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this was gonna be for a cookie run collab but special force was taken… but i drew her anyway :B jumbo spicy big wife (cookie)

#mun art #yeeeee

“Oh!! Yeah!! You are the social boo boo guy!” Orange Cookie looked at his hands, poking at them, “It just kind of looks like it stings…Well, at least it wasn’t your face! Uhh…More Thigh?” She looked confused now, she didn’t quite catch his name properly.

“...Muay Thai. The ‘H’ is silent...” Muay frowned, this was one of his biggest pet peeves. But, he didn’t hold it against Orange. Everyone mispronounced all his names, he just couldn’t win. “Yeah... At least it wasn’t my face, heh...” He stood up straight, not sure what to say. His face was red, though. Orange was awfully pretty...

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starriors

Chapter 2.2

The first pet’s shown up! They’re the other main plot point, besides hanja and the volcano of course. Also, can I just say I love Bright in this comic?

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#lmao #canon

Orange was about to sit down on the court before she heard a very loud yell. She assumed the worst had happened and someone got nailed in the face. She sprinted off, with her mouse companion following behind.

Upon showing up to the scene, she found Muay Thai on the ground, but without a damaged face, which confused her.

“…Did you…Catch that?” She asked, slightly impressed, not even thinking to ask about his wellbeing right now.

“Ahh, oww…. That hurt my hands… Oh, yes, I did catch it…” Muay Thai sat up, putting the ball down next to him and flexing his hands, gently rubbing his palms. He looked up at Orange, and his cheeks flushed red. “I-I’m sorry, was this your ball?” He grabbed it and held it out to her. “Sorry, miss…”

“Don’t apologize!” Orange insisted and knelt down to gently take it from him, “I should be asking you how you aren’t more hurt…I was aways away.” She gestured to the courts far off in the distance, “I’ve got a better arm than I realize..”

“…Wait, aren’t you that guy always screaming about social boo boos?”

"I train every day to be able to withstand this kind of stuff." He showed her his hands. They were just a bit red, that's all. "See? I'm okay... And, what?! N-no! At least I dont think so... My name is Muay Thai Cookie!" He exclaimed, getting flustered. Please forgive his social booboo.

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Orange was about to sit down on the court before she heard a very loud yell. She assumed the worst had happened and someone got nailed in the face. She sprinted off, with her mouse companion following behind.

Upon showing up to the scene, she found Muay Thai on the ground, but without a damaged face, which confused her.

“…Did you…Catch that?” She asked, slightly impressed, not even thinking to ask about his wellbeing right now.

“Ahh, oww.... That hurt my hands... Oh, yes, I did catch it...” Muay Thai sat up, putting the ball down next to him and flexing his hands, gently rubbing his palms. He looked up at Orange, and his cheeks flushed red. “I-I’m sorry, was this your ball?” He grabbed it and held it out to her. “Sorry, miss...”

#reply #gay baby

Left! Right! A backhand shot with a lot of power behind it! Too much power though! Before Orange Cookie knew it, the tennis ball fled the training area at alarming speeds, and there was nothing she or her tiny mouse companion could do.

“Ah, slices! That’s the third ball this week!” The sporty cookie threw her racket down in defeat, “I won’t win a match at this rate!” She seemed more worried about tournaments than actually tracking that ball now. Who even knows where it went.