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「Chapter 2」

Note: Here's the chapter that you all been waiting for! Sorry if I depict panic attack and anxiety wrong I try to be more careful about them and I add some of my own experience of having them.

I have a hard time trying to figure it out what creatures the cookies are going to be based on their personality and symbolism, the other cookies who're already based on are easier to write down, so if you have any suggestions do let me know!

Also if I choose the wrong creatures for the cookies to be based on cuz it doesn't fit their personality and such then do let me know as well!

Warning: yandere tendencies, suggestive, mention of cannibalism, anxiety, panic attack, angst, etc.

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[Narrator POV]

Everyone is leading you to the Cookie Castle, but not without giving you one of their pairs of shoes since you don't have any. You try to decline their offer since the shoes are theirs, but they insist, and you reluctantly agree. Pure Vanilla Cookie is walking beside you, and you are holding Snapdragon Cookie while being bombarded by their questions, like:

GingerBrave: "Are you some kind of witch, Baker?"

Y/n: "No, not really. I'm actually a human."

Wizard Cookie: "Human? I've never heard that before."

Strawberry Cookie: "Are there more of you out there from where you came?"

Y/n: "Yep."

Then, two little humanoid children, a goat devil and a sheep angel, hover above both of your shoulders, with one wearing a usual smile while the other grins mischievously.

Angel Cookie: "Are they like witches, Baker?"

Y/n: "Uh, kinda? Not really?"

Devil Cookie: "Do they do bad stuff for fun and steal souls too?"

Y/n: "That depends; also, the stealing souls part is a no."

Cherry Cookie: "Do humans like bombs? Do you like bombs as well, Baker?"

She offers you one of her bombs, and you politely decline while looking at the ignited fuse of the bomb nervously.

Y/n: "N-No, thanks. I'm good."

Pancake Cookie: "What do humans eat? Do they eat acorn pancakes like I do?"

Sometimes you forget that these people are no longer cookies, but it still felt weird to hear one of them eating things that are based on their ingredients.

Y/n: "Well, yeah, but not always."

Cream Puff Cookie: "Do they also eat *gulp* species like us?"

Her words made you feel horrified and disgusted, not liking the thought of eating something that can speak and think the same way as humans, considering it to be cannibalism, even though they are all different species.

Y/n: "Dear god, no! We don't eat species like you!"

Cream Puff Cookie sighs in relief, feeling glad that you're not like the witches who only see them as food. The same goes for everyone, except for the few who only frown at your answer.

Suddenly, Cocoa Cookie chimes in as she uses one hand to hold your arm while the other holds her cup of cocoa, giving you her usual sweet smile. Her eyes are filled with wonder and a hint of hunger, not realizing she is invading your personal space.

Cocoa Cookie: "Baker, may I ask? Do humans taste as sweet as cocoa?"

Y/n: "Excuse me?"

Out of nowhere, Kumiho Cookie also chimes in and does the same thing that Cocoa Cookie did by invading your personal space. However, the difference is that while the chimera is not aware of her actions, this nine-tailed fox demon does not care if she's making you feel uncomfortable.

Kumiho Cookie: "Or, better yet, I wonder what you taste like, cutie pie~"

She gives you an alluring smile; her half-lidded eyes are filled with curiosity, anticipation, and hunger for something she truly desires from you. Her words made you blush hard.

Y/n: "Well, I um, uh, I..."

You have a hard time forming a sentence, and Kumiho Cookie, who is caressing your face, is not helping you at all. The way her sharp nails gently stroke down your skin sends goosebumps up your spine.

God, these women really make you feel things, huh? They're so beautiful yet so unsettling at the same time. If they were still cookies, you wouldn't be feeling like this, but since they're no longer cookies, it's harder for you to pretend this is normal.

But luckily for you, Pure Vanilla Cookie sees your discomfort and steps in to stop them.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Ahem, ladies."

His voice is calm yet holds authority, gaining the attention of you and the others. His face is neutral, but the eye of his flower staff glares at them. He is not alone; Snapdragon Cookie growls at the two women. Despite being an infant, they will not hesitate to fight them for bothering you. The same goes for everyone who glares at them in disapproval.

Cocoa Cookie realizes her actions, lets go of your arm, and apologizes to you for her impolite manners, to which you forgive her. The same goes for Kumiho Cookie, though she feels disappointed rather than genuinely ashamed for her inappropriate behaviors, but she doesn't want to question the former king, so she lets it go.

Chili Pepper Cookie: "Say, Baker, do humans have many treasures? Are they all filthy rich?"

Custard Cookie III: "And do they also have royalty like kings and queens?"

Y/n: "Yeah, but not always. Some of us have pretty decent incomes to live a day without needing to be rich. As for the royalties, they're still around, but we also have our different kinds of leaders, like presidents."

Custard Cookie III: "Wow, really? What are they like?"

Y/n: "Well, they're... ummmm..."

You thought about the history of the presidents you learned about back in your reality, how they did horrible things to their people and their country during their presidencies, and how they did a horrible job back then when they were still alive. Though you are aware that not all of them are bad and that they are just flawed human beings who had to make difficult decisions, it still felt like every time there was a new president, money and power corrupted them to end up as assholes like them. You always wondered why your history teacher glossed over those parts during the lesson.

Looking down at him, you see his eyes sparkling with awe and curiosity. Is it really okay to tell him the truth? He is still a child and has more room to learn and grow. Custard Cookie III is the most kind-hearted child who cares for the well-being of others despite his flaws, and you have no doubt that he will be a great king someday.

You are afraid that if you told him what they really are, he would probably have doubts about wanting to become a king, and you don't want to crush his dreams. He is not ready yet, but he will learn someday. After a moment of thought, you finally give him an answer.

Y/n: "I don't know much about presidents and stuff, but what I do know is that being a leader doesn't mean bossing everyone around; rather, it means guiding them and lifting them back up on their feet. You can have everything you want, but you should always remember to help others, or something like that."

Custard Cookie III: "Wow, that sounds so amazing, Baker! Oh boy, I can't wait to be king someday!"

He exclaimed with a beaming smile; you couldn't help but smile. It melted your heart to see him happy and excited like this.

Y/n: 'Damn, it sounds so corny when I say that, but at least my words helped inspire him.'

Unbeknownst to you, Pure Vanilla Cookie and most of the others smile at your explanation to the little prince as well.

Wizard Cookie: "Excuse me, Baker, what kind of magic do humans have? Are there varieties of magic? Different subclasses, perhaps? I would really like to know!"

You shook your head.

Y/n: "I wish it were true, but sadly, we don't have magic."

This earned a lot of confusion and surprise from everyone, including Pure Vanilla Cookie, who raised his eyebrows at your statement.

Wizard Cookie: "But Baker, you granted us wishes, made us stronger, and did other things for us out of thin air, so surely you have the power to make that happen!"

GingerBrave: "You even summoned us to battle and mostly won countless times against foes, all thanks to your strategy and command that we always followed!"

Strawberry Cookie: "That's right! I don't think anyone besides the witches and maybe strong magic users could make that possible, like you did back then."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "And most importantly, you have an incredible magical aura within you, my dear."

Everyone with magic or a strong scent of magic agreed with him while you are actually shocked by his statement.

Y/n: 'I have magic? What the fuck?'

You're not sure if you should feel happy or upset that you have powers. No, wait, of course you should feel happy! Realizing you now have powers means that you're not boring anymore! You realize everyone is waiting for your answer, so you try to explain it to them.

Y/n: "Oh, uh, that? Well, um..."

How in the world are you going to explain to them that they are actually characters in a game you used to love playing? How are they going to handle the fact that everything they know about their world is nothing but a lie? Would they feel shock, disbelief, denial, or even something worse?

You don't know, but you don't want to find out. You are not sadistic enough to tell them a harsh truth because you still love and care about them, no matter what. You don't like the idea of giving them an existential crisis, or even worse. So, you decided not to tell them the truth and keep that secret to yourself.

Y/n: "I guess I'm one of a kind...?"

The denizens seem to accept your words, while others are not buying them, so you quickly change the subject.

Y/n: "You know, guys, you don't have to call me Baker all the time; just call me Y/n instead."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Y/n? What a lovely name."

You blush at his compliment.

Y/n: "Thanks."

GingerBrave: "I don't know, I like calling you Baker better."

Some of the others, mostly children, agree with him, and you just chuckled, not feeling annoyed or offended by his words.

Y/n: "Yeah, also, why are you all taking me to the Cookie Castle, anyway?"

Milk Cookie: "So we can crown you as our ruler again!"

Y/n: "Wait, WHAT?!?!"

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Pure Vanilla Cookie takes you to the dressing room where the four girls are eager to dress you up for the crowning ceremony, and he waits outside the royal bedchamber. Once they’re done changing you, you look in the mirror; gone are your pajamas, and you now wear royal attire with the mantle draped over your shoulders, a spitting image of a monarch, except you don't have a crown just yet.

Cocoa Cookie: "You look so lovely, Y/n!"

She cooed and you nodded with a forced smile, hiding your true feelings about all this.

Blackberry Cookie: "Very fitting for a ruler such as yourself."

Y/n: "Uh, thanks, Blackberry Cookie."

The goth maid nods with the rarest smile you have ever seen.

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "Once the ceremony is finished, I want to invite you to my picnic with my lil sis if that's alright with you!"

Y/n: "Sure, I don't mind..."

Pumpkin Pie Cookie chimes in on the conversation, expressing her liking for the picnic idea that she brought up.

Pumpkin Pie Cookie: "Can Pompon and I come as well? I love the idea of a picnic!"

Cocoa Cookie: "I want to come too; I'll bring some of my cocoa powder and marshmallows with me!"

The picnic lover laughs happily and nods her head.

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "Why, of course, everyone is invited to my picnic!"

Suddenly, Blackberry Cookie clears her throat to get your and the others' attention.

Blackberry Cookie: "While a picnic would be a great idea to discuss, right now we should all be ready for the coronation. Since our work here is done, we should head back to the others."

She gives a curtsy bow to you, and the girls follow suit.

Y/n: "I-It's fine, guys; you don't have to do that. Also, thanks for helping me get ready. I just, uh, need a little moment for a while."

Blackberry Cookie: "Very well, Ba-Y/n. I hope you're not late for your coronation."

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "You'll do great, dear!"

Pumpkin Pie Cookie: "Pompon and I will be cheering you on!"

Cocoa Cookie: "Can't wait for you to be our ruler again!"

You laugh nervously and nod.

Y/n: "Yeah..."

Everyone left the dressing room, leaving you alone, and you dramatically collapse to your knees, groaning heavily. Your mind is racing, your heart is beating faster, and you are panting heavily, as if you have been holding your breath for so long.

Y/n: "I'm not ready, I'm not ready at all...!"

You mumble under your breath, hugging yourself tightly as you continue to pant and shake nervously. You don't like the idea of ruling a kingdom, let alone a kingdom you basically abandoned for a reason years ago. You just got here, and yet they wanted you to be their ruler again for everything you did for them back then.

You're not sure if you fit to be their ruler. You don't know anything about ruling the kingdom, taking care of people, and other things. You don't have the skill or talent to do all that. What if you screwed up? What if you made bad decisions? What if you made a mistake and everything crumbles down into ruins? What if-

You gasp when you feel a small hand gently placed on your shoulder. You frantically look around the room and see no one, leaving you confused and creeped out by it.

Y/n: 'H-Huh...?'

Suddenly, a knock at the door startled you, and you heard Pure Vanilla Cookie's voice from the other side.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Y/n, are you alright in there?"

Y/n: "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Just let me, um..."

You get up from the floor and try your best to fix yourself before opening the door and walking out of the dressing room. You see Pure Vanilla Cookie standing in front of you with a worried expression.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You've been in there for a while; are you sure you-"

Y/n: "I can't, PV."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "What?"

You want to hold yourself back, spare yourself from the embarrassment and shame if you let out what you are truly feeling, but the overwhelming emotions are too much for you to bear, and you can't help but cry.

Y/n: "I can't do it. I... I really just can't!"

Pure Vanilla Cookie is shocked, but he quickly rushes towards you to comfort you, which makes you feel surprised, but you continue confessing your troubles to him.

Y/n: "I-I don't think I'm cut out for this; I don't think I could be a good ruler to them..."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "But you did so many good things for us and our home; I'm sure you-"

Y/n: "T-That was different! I was in my world when I cared a lot about you guys, but being here in your world felt so sudden and even scary..."

You look up at him, tears still flowing down from your puffy eyes.

Y/n: "I don't mind helping others; it's just... I'm scared of what they think of me. What if I can't live up to the expectations they have of me like I did years ago? What if I fail as a ruler? What if they hate me for not doing my damn job right? What if..."

You stop when you feel his hoof-like hand gently caress your face, and you widen your eyes in surprise as a blush forms on your cheeks. He looks down at you softly, like a parent looks at their child whom they love and care for so much.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Dear, please hold my hands."

He spoke softly; you felt confused about what he meant, but you did as you were told. You placed both of your hands in his, and he held your hands firmly.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Repeat after me, okay? Inhale, exhale."

You did as he instructed, breathing slowly but steadily in a rhythm.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Don't think too much; think of something that makes you happy."

Y/n: "Okay..."

You thought about the happy moments in your life, how you enjoy watching movies, TV shows, playing games with your cousins, and sometimes even friends, how you did well in that one performance in school, how you and your classmates cheered for your team at the gym despite the fact that they never won the game, how you made your parents proud of you for your accomplishments, and so many more.

You smile fondly at those happier times; just thinking about them makes you feel calm and a bit better, even if it's only for a little while.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You know, I used to be like you when I was about to be crowned as king of my kingdom. It scared me, really. I never thought of myself as a ruler to my people; I simply helped them and built our home because it was the right thing to do, and yet they wanted me as their king..."

He spoke up about his past and you listened.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "It felt nice to be looked up to by everyone who put faith in me, but at the same time, I felt like I wasn't ready to be a king. I feared I wouldn't be able to provide the necessities for them, or worse, fail them as their king. However, I calmed myself down and thought about the happy moments in my life. Even taking a walk to clear my head or feeding my bird friends made me feel better as well."

He gives you a warm smile.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "That's how I became a king until... everything happened... However, I was still able to help others in need, even in the darkest times, until I got my memory back and realized who I was."

He lets go of your hands and places both of his hooved-like hands on your shoulders.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "I know you will do great as a ruler, just like last time, but that doesn't mean you will do it alone. I will always be there to help and guide you; I will teach you everything you need, Y/n, because no matter what happens, everything will be fine in the end."

His kind, reassuring words made you smile a little and nod your head. You don't feel like crying anymore.

Y/n: "Okay, I guess I really need to hear that. Thanks, Pure Vanilla Cookie."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You're welcome, dear, but we should get going now; we don't want to keep the others waiting."

You nodded as he let you out of the bedchamber, but when you looked back at the room, you noticed a little girl holding an onion plushie in her arms. She looked straight at you, and you felt a chill down your spine, but she looked oddly familiar, as if you had known her for a long time.

But before you have time to look at her closely, Pure Vanilla Cookie shuts the door and looks at you with a smile.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Ready?"

He offers you his hoof-like hand, and you take it with a nod.

Y/n: "Yeah... I'm ready."

He takes you down the hallway of a castle that leads to the entrance of the throne room where the others are waiting for both of you. Thus, you are crowned as the rightful ruler of the Cookie Kingdom, and everyone celebrates happily. After years of your abrupt absence, you have finally returned to be their beloved Baker once more.

The past is nothing more than a bad memory to be easily forgotten in the backs of their minds, and they hope everything stays that way forever.

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After the crowning ceremony, they held a banquet for everyone to eat to their heart's content. Of course, you are the center of attention, so you have your own long table with others you are familiar with: Pure Vanilla Cookie, Snapdragon Cookie, GingerBrave, Wizard Cookie, Strawberry Cookie, Custard Cookie III, and Chili Pepper Cookie.

The musicians led by Mint Choco Cookie began performing beautiful music for you and everyone to enjoy. Cocoa Cookie is admiring him as always, and Sparkling Cookie is helping Blackberry Cookie serve drinks to everyone, including you. Though you much prefer non-alcoholic beverages, he uses his magic to make one for you, which has made you awestruck by him.

You are eating a fancy jellybean meal, though it doesn't look like it and it doesn't taste as the name suggests. It's weird that everyone and everything is real and different, yet they still have their food names and such. Maybe you'll ask Pure Vanilla Cookie later.

You are not used to wearing a crown on your head; it feels so weird and unnatural to you. Not to mention, it kind of felt heavy to wear, so you try not to let your crown accidentally fall from your head while eating your meal.

Snapdragon Cookie is eating their meal rather sloppily and making a mess on the table, so you put down your utensils and pull out a napkin to clean their face.

Y/n: "Jesus Christ, little one, you're making a mess. At least eat properly, will ya?"

GingerBrave: "Whomm's Jmmes Cmhrist?"

He asks while his mouth is full of food, which you find disgusting.

Y/n: "Uh, no one, it's just an expression. Also, can you not talk when your mouth is full?"

You are done cleaning the baby dragon and have gone back to eating your meal. You look around the great hall; you have a clear view of everyone eating at their tables, chatting amongst themselves and laughing about whatever jokes they tell. However, you witness some of them getting into an argument over stolen food or something else, but the others quickly dissolve the conflict before it gets worse.

It kind of reminds you of the time when you and your parents went to your relative's birthday party or wedding day, mostly for the food, but you don't voice it out because you don't want to be rude about it. It feels rather nostalgic, and you smile fondly at the memory.

You continue to observe everyone while eating your meal, but you stop when you notice something off. Everyone is here, but not all of them; there are others you realize aren't present at the banquet, not even during your coronation, and it leaves you wondering where they are and why they are not here in the Cookie Castle.

Then you spot the same little girl from before. She's standing behind the pillar, away from everyone, looking straight at you with a gloomy expression. You wonder what she wants and why she's always staring at you. Then, you slowly widen your eyes at the realization.

Y/n: 'Wait, is she...?'

You flinch when you feel a hoof-like hand placed on your shoulder, and you turn to see the worried expression on his face.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Is there something wrong, Y/n?"

Y/n: "Oh, um..."

You turn back to where the little girl was, but she's not there anymore. You turn to look at Pure Vanilla Cookie again and ask.

Y/n: "Where are all the others? I notice that most of them are not here. Are they not attending?"

Pure Vanilla Cookie sighs sadly and explains to you why the rest are missing.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "After you were gone, most of them left the kingdom to return to their homelands or for other reasons, while some are still here in the kingdom, but they are unable to meet you for fear that you no longer love them the way you did, or because they cannot forgive you for leaving them behind."

Y/n: "Oh... I see..."

You look down at your food, feeling sad and guilty that most of your favorite coo-monsters are gone or they just don't want to see you because you left them.

Y/n: 'How cruel and selfish can you be?'

But Pure Vanilla Cookie strokes your back to comfort you and gives you a reassuring smile.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "But do not worry, my dear; they will come back to see you again. Just give them some time; I promise."

Y/n: "Yeah, okay..."

You nod with a faint smile as you grab your utensils and continue eating the food. Once you and everyone are done, most of them go home for the night, but not without telling you to have a good night, even bowing to you and kissing your hand as a sign of affection and respect, which you are not getting used to just yet, and telling them to have a good night as well.

Y/n: "Bye, guys! Have a good night!"

You wave at GingerBrave and the others, and they wave back.

Custard Cookie III: "Have a splendid night, my faithful subjects!"

The little prince waved goodbye to them with a smile, and you looked down at him in confusion, wondering why he was still here.

Y/n: "Aren't ya gonna go with them?"

He looks up at you like he is offended by your words.

Custard Cookie III: "No, I have lived here since I'm the future king!"

Y/n: "Oh, then, uh, let's get back inside; it's getting late."

The two of you went back inside the castle; you returned to the great hall to see Blackberry Cookie cleaning up the place with the help of her ghosts that she summoned.

Y/n: "Need any help?"

The goth maid shook her head.

Blackberry Cookie: "No, but I appreciate your kind offer, Your Majesty."

Y/n: "Please just call me Y/n. I'm not sure if I like being called that. Also, can I ask you something?"

She nods as she instructs her ghosts to clean the tables and the floor.

Y/n: "You're an expert on the supernatural, right? Did you notice a little girl with her onion plushie wandering around the castle? You know her, right?"

Blackberry Cookie: "Why yes, of course! She's Onion Cookie, the one you gave a home to and adore just like all the others. Do you... not recognize her?"

Y/n: 'So that's why she looks so familiar!'

You are unaware that Blackberry Cookie, despite her stoic expression, felt so worried that you forgot about the little girl she was taking care of. Luckily, she is wrong because you did remember that sweet little girl you used to adore so much.

Y/n: "Of course I know her! I was just wondering why she didn't even come to greet me."

Blackberry Cookie: "Well, she is often shy around others besides me and you, so she might be scared that you do not remember her. Perhaps you should talk to her if you run into her again."

Y/n: "Oh, then thanks, Blackberry Cookie, and good night!"

Blackberry Cookie: "And to you too... Y/n."

You exit the great hall and walk down the hallway, trying to find where your room is again. Luckily, you saw Pure Vanilla Cookie talking to Custard Cookie III and Snapdragon Cookie, so you walk up to them.

Y/n: "Hi guys!"

The baby dragon sees you and immediately flies towards you to hug you.

Snapdragon Cookie: "Maba, maba!"

They said as they wagged their tail happily. You laughed as you hugged them back and petted their head.

Y/n: "Hey there, little buddy!"

You hold the baby dragon close to you as you walk up to Pure Vanilla Cookie.

Y/n: "Pure Vanilla Cookie, can you show me where my room is again?"

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Why, yes, of course, dear."

You turn to Custard Cookie III and wave him good night.

Y/n: "Night, kiddo!"

Custard Cookie III: "I'm not a kiddo; I'm Custard Cookie the Third! But good night, Y/n!"

He walks inside his bedchamber and closes the door; you follow Pure Vanilla Cookie as he takes you to where your bedchamber is.

Y/n: "Thanks, Pure Vanilla Cookie, but before I say good night, I just wanna say thank you again for helping me out back then."

Pure Vanilla Cookie smiles and nods his head.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You're certainly welcome, Y/n."

You grab the door handle before looking back at him with a smile.

Y/n: "Night, Pure Vanilla Cookie."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "And to you too, my dear, especially you, little one."

Snapdragon Cookie: "Goo nai!"

The baby dragon waves good night at him as you enter your room and close the door. You place them down as you take off your crown and set it on the dressing table.

Y/n: "Night, buddy."

Snapdragon Cookie rubs their head against your leg affectionately before heading to their cushion to go to sleep. You change your royal attire and mantle into your pajamas and head to the bathroom to brush your teeth before returning to the room to turn off the light and head to bed, trying to fall asleep.

But after a few hours or so, you suddenly woke up and felt something was off, as if you weren't alone in your room despite having Snapdragon Cookie with you. You sat up in bed and turned on the lamp so you could see better. You looked down at where the baby dragon was and realized they were still sleeping in their cushion.

You look around the room; the room is quiet, and it feels wrong. You feel your heart slowly rising in fear, as if you were a child again, afraid of not being alone in your room, but you try not to think about scary things and stay calm. After what feels like a minute or so, you finally speak up.

Y/n: "Onion Cookie?"

Once you utter her name, you see her; Onion Cookie appears sitting on your bed in front of you with the same gloomy expression; only this time, she is crying silently while looking right at you. Weirdly enough, you didn't cry when you were near her; only you felt concern for her well-being, despite the fact that she is a ghost.

Onion Cookie: "You left... why?"

She asked through teary eyes, and you looked down in guilt and shame.

Y/n: "I left for a reason, but it doesn't excuse that my actions affected everyone, including you. So, what I wanted to say is that I'm sorry for leaving you so suddenly."

The ghost girl looks at you silently for a moment before finally asking a simple request.

Onion Cookie: "Can I hug you, please...?"

You nodded and opened your arms for her.

Y/n: "Sure thing, kiddo."

Without hesitation, she hugs you, and you hug her back, rubbing her back with your hand to comfort her as she continues to cry.

Onion Cookie: "I miss you, Baker. Please don't leave again..."

You never corrected her like all the others; instead, you allowed her to call you that for now.

Y/n: "I won't, I promise."

Perhaps sleep will have to wait for a short while.

[To Be Continued]

#cookie run: kingdom #crk #self aware crk #crk self aware #horror #yandere #yandere crk #yandere crk x reader #crk x reader #sweet little baker au

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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This will never not be funny lol.

Literal TEARS in my eyes rn

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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「Prologue」

Note: This mistake of mine haunts me so much that I sacrifice some of my sleep to finish this. Again sorry that I accidentally deleted the original one and I'll never do that ever again and learned my lesson. God I'm so tired from lacking sleep that I need some rest for a while.

Warning: yandere tendencies, mention of cannibalism, abandonment, cult-like worshipping, dark, etc.

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[Narrator POV]

Everyone thought GingerBrave and his friends were the ones who founded the Cookie Kingdom, but that was only half of the truth. They did found the kingdom, but not without the help of a mysterious being, maybe even greater than the witches, who is often called the Baker.

They have never heard you speak, not even once, but your actions are clear enough that you are a kind, benevolent being who has done everything for them, like granting their wishes in the tree of wishes, making them stronger, building cookie houses and other structures for them, and even decorating the kingdom to make it more lively for them to live in.

You could also make cookies and non-cookies appear in the Cookie Kingdom by summoning them with cookie cutters and soulstones. They are obviously confused, scared, and wary of the unfamiliar place, but those who have been in the kingdom the longest calm them down and explain that you brought them here so they could stay and help with the tasks you assign to them.

Obviously, they are not happy or reluctant to stay in such a strange place, let alone being ruled by a being who is rumored to be much more powerful than the witches themselves. However, the way you treat them with love and care, granting them their wishes and making them stronger than before, allows them to slowly start to enjoy or get used to staying in the Cookie Kingdom.

Whenever you bring 5 of them that you have selected to fight a lot of foes, they will do everything in their power to win the fight and achieve victory to make you proud. However, if they lose the fight, they feel angry and ashamed of themselves, even going so far as to apologize to you for their failure. Despite not being able to see or hear you, they can tell that you're not angry at them, judging by the mood of the atmosphere. You're upset, of course, but only at yourself for not making them strong enough. Nonetheless, they have failed you, and they won't ever repeat their mistakes again, standing proud in victory just to feel your joy again.

You also interact with them even if they can't see or hear you. They feel a presence watching over them from above, giving them head pats, poking them gently and playfully, and even lifting them up from the ground carefully so they won't fall and crumble by accident. They feel awe and fear when you do that, but they know that you won't hurt them because you love them as much as they love you, so they put their trust in you.

They still don't know what you are, who you are, where you come from, and why you are helping them and giving them a place to call home, but they never find out why because you have never given them an answer. They know that you're not a witch, a dragon, or any deity they know of because those beings always present themselves to them physically.

But even so, that didn't stop them from making a holy shrine to you. Even if they don't know what you look like, they can imagine you being a celestial deity of everything, given how you have done so much for them in the Cookie Kingdom. Every day, they visit the holy shrine to pray to you for luck, wealth, victory, etc.

No one is allowed to ruin the holy shrine, or else they will face severe punishment, or worse, crumble into nothingness. Of course, no one would dare do such a thing to the holy shrine. After all, the cookies and non-cookies feel so honored to be chosen by you, so the thought of destroying such a sacred building is an act of violation against you, their beloved Baker.

But then something b̵̪̳̗͚͗̇̎͌a̸̗̻̟͖͛̀̕d̻̈́ happened to you.

The air is damp with sorrow, and the once beautiful blue sky is now covered in dark, gloomy clouds, almost as if it’s about to rain. Something is definitely wrong, and they are all confused and worried about you. What happened to you? Are you upset? Did they do something wrong to make you feel this way? If only you would tell them the truth.

They try their best to cheer you up. Most of them comfort you with kind, reassuring words; others sing a special song to make you feel better, while some are not really good with words, but their willingness to comfort you in their own way is enough for you to give them head pats and a gentle embrace, even if it's only for a little while.

But the sadness still lingers in the air; in fact, it gets even worse every day, and your presence is slowly growing weaker and weaker until that final day when they no longer feel your presence; only silence greets them in the morning. They try to call out to you; even when they shout and scream to get your attention, you never answer. They can only look up at the sky and wait.

They waited.

And waited.

A̻̜̹̫n̹̼͉̈d̨́ ̻͈̫͏͏̛͞ẇ̢̘ͯͥ̍͠͏̶â̶͖̞̖̾ͪ̋͡ȉ̧̧͛̕͢t͎̱͋͑ͦͬ́͞eͧ͂͒̚d̵̟̫.̛̤̂̽͢.͏́.̬̯̥̃͗ͥͮ ̸̜̼̈́̆̓ͯ́f͇͗̂͆̒o̝̞͐͂ṟ̯̱͖ͨ͐ ̧̰̈́ͤ͊ͩ͢͝s̶̄̆̉̆͟͡o͕͈ ̧̤͔m̫̯͌͡͏a̗͕ͮṉ̢̧̱ͬ̚͡yͣ͞ ͐y̻͉̼̲̿e̸͈̰̓̇̾ͅa̫͕͐ͧ͜r̷̹̫̰ͮ̿̒s̸̛ͮ͢͝.̢̡̢̻͛̀ͨͩ̀.̢ͥͨ̚.͖̻͟

You don't realize that your actions, no matter how small they are, could lead to dire consequences, especially when they love and worship you so much that they consider you their true deity rather than the witches who mostly created them.

The cookies and non-cookies are slowly becoming desperate and unhinged; they start to fight each other and blame one another for your absence, while others are in great despair and cry for you to come back to them. Most of the denizens went to the holy shrine to pray for you to return, wishing to return to the good old days when you loved and cared for them.

Most of them left to return to where they came from, while others stayed because the Cookie Kingdom is their home, and they still held onto hope that one day you would finally come back and everything would be back to the way it was. But as the years went by, something changed them. They either don't notice it, don't care, or they are meant to look like this more than you thought they were.

One by one, they turn into monsters, and most of them look like the monsters from folklore in your reality. The ones who left the kingdom also turn into monsters, and it seems like the whole population of earthbread is turning into monsters as well. The witches have gone strangely quiet while earthbread has been changing drastically over the years.

It's unknown why they are no longer made of desserts; perhaps your presence alone is strong enough to influence the magic of earthbread to change the species and environments drastically, or it's simply a curse you unknowingly left behind that corrupts them from who they once were.

But despite everything, they still retain their old selves, albeit a bit more animalistic, uncanny, and hostile depending on what kind of creatures they are. Pure Vanilla Cookie is the one who looks after the Cookie Kingdom in your absence, with the help of others, of course, ensuring that the denizens won't try to fight or eat each other again because he knows that you'll be heartbroken to see them being savage to one another when you return.

His friends are too busy taking care of their denizens in their kingdoms to help him, but he's fine with that. He has to make sure that the kingdom you have rebuilt and prospered stays afloat. After you're gone, Pure Vanilla Cookie has been researching and practicing a special spell, a kind of spell that could transport a being like you to their reality. Luckily, it won't hurt you, just some minor dizziness and headaches that will eventually go away.

He couldn't bring himself to hate you. He may not know what happened to you, but he understands why you left. You have your own reasons for not watching over them anymore, but even so, he couldn't help but miss you so much. Everyone does. Your absence left them a gaping hole in their hearts, and they couldn't move on without you plaguing their minds.

Prophet Cookie once prophesied that one day you would return from above, so if his prophecy were true, when you finally return to see them again, they will make sure that they don't let you go again. You don't mind that, do you?

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[To Be Continued]

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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[Disney Villains Scenarios]

「Evil Queen」

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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「Sweet Little Baker: Scenarios」

『Note』

These are just scenarios of what it's like having relationships with them whether it'll be platonic or romantic, so you can think of these stories as canon or non-canon if you like.

『Warning/Tags』

-yandere tendencies

-platonic/romantic

-sexual content

-teratophilia

-suicidal thoughts

-depression

-low self-esteem

-self-loathing

-self-destructive

-blood/gore

-violence

-deaths

-horror

-stalking

-profanity

-attempted murder

-cult-like worshipping

-cannibalism

-angst

-isekai

-etc

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「Yandere Black Forest Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Wedding Cake Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Pastry Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Kumiho Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Royal Margarine Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Werewolf Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Vampire Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Almond Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Squid Ink Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Black Pearl Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Tea Knight Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Purple Yam Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Milk Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Adventurer Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Blackberry Cookie x Baker Reader」

「Yandere Onion Cookie x Baker Reader」

#cookie run: kingdom #crk #self aware crk #crk self aware #horror #yandere #yandere crk #yandere crk x reader #crk x reader #sweet little baker au

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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[Multifandom Masterlist]

I like to write stories for fun and I have a lot of fixations towards fandoms I like! Also updates will be slow due to a lot of reasons like my life, problems, and such, but I'll try my best to update them if I have free time.

[CRK]

「Sweet Little Baker」

「Sweet Little Baker: Perspectives」

「Sweet Little Baker: AUs」

「Sweet Little Baker: Scenarios」

「Sweet Little Baker: Pieces of Info」

「Sweet Little Baker: Drawings」

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[Other Fandoms]

「Disney Villains: Scenarios」

「Pixar Villains: Scenarios」

「DreamWorks Villains: Scenarios」

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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「Sweet Little Baker」

『Note』

I might add more tags or remove some of them below if I changed my mind, I'll also write more chapters or not if I wanted to add something in the story. And lastly I'll rewrite some of the chapters for reasons if you don't mind.

『Summary』

They worship a being that is greater than the witches themselves, called the Baker. However, one day there is silence from the sky, and all they can do is wait for you to come back, not realizing how obsessive, desperate, and unsettling they have slowly become.

『Warning/Tags』

-yandere tendencies

-platonic/romantic

-suggestive

-teratophilia

-deaths

-violence

-blood/gore

-profanity

-cannibalism

-abandonment

-horror

-implied memory wipe

-attempted murder

-cult-like worshipping

-stalking

-depression

-suicidal thoughts

-attempted suicide

-low self-esteem

-self-loathing

-self-destructive

-angst

-isekai

-etc

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「Prologue」

「Chapter 1」

「Chapter 2」

「Chapter 3」

「Chapter 4」

「Chapter 5」

「Chapter 6」

「Chapter 7」

「Chapter 8」

「Chapter 9」

「Chapter 10」

「Epilogue」

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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「Yandere Black Forest Cookie x Baker Reader」

Note: I'm really bad at describing characters.

Warning/Tags: yandere tendencies, romantic, suggestive, mention of stalking, violence, gore (jam from cookies), horror, mention of depression, isekai, etc.

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[Narrator POV]

Black Forest Cookie is the most... interesting creature you have ever met.

You met her when you finally got enough soulstones to make her appear in your kingdom. Just like all the new creatures you brought in after spending all your cookie cutters, her appearance was different from what she used to look like.

She is as tall as a tree; her long, dark brown curly hair almost reaches her feet. Her nails are long and sharp while she is holding her black baccara bouquet. Her wedding dress and long veil look surprisingly okay, given how tall she is, and her face is shrouded in black except for her wide eyes and wide grin.

At first, she was confused when she found herself in an unfamiliar place until you explained to her that she was in Cookie Kingdom and would be staying here for now.

When Black Forest Cookie first met you, it was love at first sight; she felt like it was a divine fate for the two of you to be together. However, when she found out that you're the Baker and the one who brought her to your kingdom, she felt ecstatic, believing that a divine being like you loved her and chose her as your bride.

Of course, you decline to marry her, at least not yet, anyway, because you only just met her, despite knowing who she is. You don't know if you'll be a good spouse to her since you've always been single and you're not good at loving someone in a romantic sense.

But Black Forest Cookie still insisted on marrying you, even going so far as to stalk you behind every tall tree and building she could hide behind, and being aggressive to anyone who wanted to marry you too, like Kumiho Cookie, who tried to marry you by mating with you and eating your insides so you two would be together forever, which is kind of messed up but also kind of hot.

The two of them never see eye to eye and you don't think trying to get them to get along with each other would be a great idea. It gotten so bad that the two of them started fighting each other mercilessly and you had to stop them before it gets any worse with the help of others.

You made sure to put them on a tight leash, and if they ever try to misbehave and do that again, you won't hesitate to send them to the time-out zone, and you won't let them out until they learn their lesson. That place will never be a pleasant place for creatures like them.

Dating Black Forest Cookie was so confusing and awkward. You didn't know what you were doing; you just took her to your favorite place called the Jampie Diner and ordered your favorite food while she ordered the meals she liked from the menu. You both started to get to know each other, and you tried to copy what you learned from guidebooks about romance and advice from others, but you failed miserably and felt like you wanted to die of embarrassment.

But she loved everything about you. She even found it cute that you tried to flirt with her. She didn't care if you were doing things right on their date; she was glad that she could spend time with her soon-to-be spouse. Also, she wouldn't hesitate to shower you with love if you felt sad, depressed, or worthless because you deserve to be loved by someone like her.

You went to the Kingdom Arena to earn medals of victory so you could get more soulstones and other items from the Medal Shop. When you sent out your selected team to fight the opposing team, Black Forest Cookie was among them. You expected that it would be difficult for her since this was her first arena battle, but you widened your eyes in shock, as did everyone except for your team in the arena, when she transformed and started decimating them as if it were nothing.

Her transformation, Cake Bride, made her look taller, more regal, and terrifying. Three spiked dark brown horns resembling a crown protruded from her head. Her once long dark brown curly hair is turning pale white, and it almost resembles a veil. Four floating pale white hands with candy cane striped claws accompany her, and her eyes are closed, but that didn't stop her from being a predator to her enemies.

She rips the cookies apart with her teeth, slashing them with ease as the blood and gore of jams and crumbs splatter around the arena. Her opponents scream in pain and fear as they beg for mercy, while the others try to attack her but fail and end up as one of the fallen ones.

Once the battle was over, she transformed back to her regular self and turned to look at you and smile while covered in jam, wondering if you're proud of her. You blush, finding her brutality attractive.

To this day, you still have no idea why your former cookies are different than their cookie counterparts. You have been getting a lot of trophies and medals of victory, and even achieving the highest rank in the Kingdom Arena, which is kind of cheating and unfair. But who cares? At least you can buy more soulstones and items, so you can make your former cookies stronger and hopefully obtain more characters to live in your kingdom.

You still don't want to marry her, but maybe someday you two will have a private wedding with only Pastry Cookie and Wedding Cake Cookie helping and blessing you both, because you know that the denizens won't be too happy about it, since most of them want you to be theirs, while the others are very protective of you.

You also don't know if you should have sex with her or not because you heard that a couple should consummate their marriage, right? Well, she is scary but also pretty, and you like her beautiful hair, so that counts. You also like her slim body, though you wonder if she would like yours too. Would she hate it? Would she find it disgusting? You don't know, and you're scared to find out, but seeing how much she loves you without judging you at all, maybe she would love it if you're ready.

[The End]

#cookie run: kingdom #crk #crk self aware #horror #yandere #fluff #mention of stalking #violence #gore #yandere crk x reader #crk x reader #black forest cookie x reader #yandere black forest cookie x reader #black forest cookie #yandere black forest cookie #sweet little baker au

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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「Chapter 1」

Note: It was really hard to write that part without reminding me that I tried to do that in real life.

I'm not really good with words but if you ever feel like you're worthless or wanting to do something like this then please don't do it, your loved ones will always love you no matter what even if they're not perfect or anything, and they'll be sad if you're gone, so what I'm trying to say is that you're not alone and you're special in your own way even if you don't think that you are.

Sorry if I sound so cheesy when I said that.

Warning: yandere tendencies, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, low self-esteem, self-loathing, depression, really dark, angst, etc.

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[Narrator POV]

You have a normal life, a normal job, and a normal apartment, and you are fine with it. You also got in touch with your parents since they are worried about you, and they often text or call you to make sure that you are alright. You find it annoying, but you don't blame them for their behavior; it was entirely your fault for making them this way rather than they were before.

Everything is fine in your life, and yet why aren't you happy?

You sigh and open the door of your apartment after a long day at work, doing your usual routine before night falls. You head to your room to change into your pajamas before plopping down on the bed. You pull out your phone and see a lot of text messages from your mom asking if you're eating well and doing okay. You sigh and reply to her message as usual before closing the app and searching on youtube to watch something to distract yourself from that empty feeling again.

You watch some cat videos and gaming videos about your favorite youtubers just to put a smile on your face, even if it's only for a little while. Just then, a single video catches your eye. It's about a new update for your once-beloved game cookie run: kingdom, and it features new playable characters known as the beast cookies. They look so interesting and are apparently the parallel of the ancient cookies. It also introduces a new story called Beast-Yeast, as well as beascuits, topping tarts, new toppings, other new playable characters, etc.

The video reminds you of the first time you were introduced to that game. You were looking for a new game to play out of boredom until you stumbled upon a game called cookie run: kingdom on play store. You found the game interesting, so you downloaded it and played it for the first time, and that's how you grew attached to the game and the cookies you had collected.

Whenever you got home from school or finished doing your chores, you always played that game to your heart's content, making your cookies stronger, completing quests, granting wishes for them in the tree of wishes, building cookie houses and other structures for them, and even decorating your Cookie Kingdom to make it more lively for them because they deserve a nice place to live in.

They loved what you did for them and their new home, even singing praises to you and calling you their beloved Baker as if you were a deity to them. You thought it was weird for them to say that, but thought that maybe the developers added some fourth-wall-breaking dialogue, like most games do. So you shrugged and smiled, happy to see they're enjoying themselves in your Cookie Kingdom. It felt really good to be worshipped by them.

It sounded weird, but you used to talk to them as if they were real people. Whenever you felt down or that life was hard to deal with, you would talk to them about your struggles, your fears, your frustrations, and your hatred toward one of your classmates, teachers, and even your parents. Sometimes, you wished that they were gone for hurting you. You ended up crying in silence while tapping them to say something to make it look like they were comforting you, and that made you happy, even for a little while.

But as time passed and life became even more difficult for you to enjoy the game, you eventually stopped playing it to focus on your life instead. It was hard for you to not play and interact with your cookies anymore, but you had problems in your life to deal with, and so you left cookie run: kingdom on your phone, untouched, for years.

You tried your best; you really did. School was hard, but you tried to study harder without help so you wouldn't feel like a burden to everyone. You made some friends who were nice to you, though they probably felt bad for you since you spent time alone because you didn't know how to socialize with others very well. Your relationships with your parents weren't the best. You tried to make them happy and proud of you, but sometimes it didn't work out the way you wanted it to.

You tried to be good; you didn't mean to make your parents mad by making a mistake or doing something wrong. It felt like your world slowly crumbled each time you reminded yourself that you're not good enough for them. Then, one day, you tried to do something to yourself that you still regret to this day.

You didn't know why you tried to do it; maybe you believed that once you were gone, you wouldn't have to feel depressed anymore and that you wouldn't have to carry the burden of being born if you just closed your eyes and never woke up again. So, when your parents were asleep, you tried to end your own life, but it didn't happen; you're still alive. Maybe you didn't cut your skin hard enough, or maybe the knife wasn't sharp enough, but regardless, you're still alive. You ended up crying and told your parents what you were trying to do last night. They were obviously horrified, but eventually, they cried with you and hugged you tightly.

You felt so guilty and ashamed back then, blaming yourself for making them worried because of your stupid actions that you were trying to do to yourself. Luckily, you only had a deep bruise on your neck, so your mom put medicine on it to hopefully help it heal better. Your parents took you to see a psychologist to help you with your mental health issues, but they just wanted you to be cured because you overheard them talking with the psychologist in the other room while you were sitting outside, and that made you feel like it was your fault for being different in the first place.

You knew that your parents were trying to help and knew what was best for you, but you just wished that they would try to understand what you were feeling instead of trying to find a cure for your 'problems'. However, you knew that even if they did, they would probably do it the same way: trying to make you normal. Sometimes, you hated them, but you also loved them and felt happy that they still cared about you, even though you felt hurt by them.

After that incident, your parents always helped you whenever you were troubled about something in your life. You were glad that they wanted to help you, but it felt so annoying that they now saw you as a helpless kitten with no idea what to do in life. You felt so pissed off about it; you knew how to take care of yourself, yet they still persisted in helping you despite you tried to deny their help. It also made you feel even more guilty now that they would burden themselves by helping you instead of you helping them and yourself.

And the worst part was that your parents were right: you didn't know what to do with your life after graduating from college. You had no clue where to go next or what your career would be. You knew how to draw, but you weren't quite sure if there were any jobs that could hire you for your talent. Therefore, you decided to go with part-time jobs instead.

You eventually found a job and a decent apartment to move into, but your parents, being worried as usual, didn't want you to go. It took you hours to convince them to let you move out on your own, and they eventually let you go, but not without promising them that you would not forget to call or text them often to let them know that you're okay as you move out of their house and into your new home.

For a while, you felt happy with your life; you didn't feel worried anymore, and you were free to do whatever you liked now that you lived alone. Even if life wasn't always perfect, you managed to get through the day without any problems.

But then you suddenly felt empty, as if you didn't feel happy anymore. You didn't know why you were feeling this way; you thought you were doing better. You did what your parents and the psychologist wanted you to do to make you feel better. Maybe it's because of the bad day you had when your boss yelled at you for running late at work, or because one of the customers was rude to you and even spilled coffee on your uniform for doing something wrong. But whatever the case, that empty feeling only reminded you that you're still a worthless human being, even if you tried to be better.

You tried not to think about ending your life again and instead focused on positive things because you didn't want to go through that again, just to make your parents worry about you even more. You hated yourself for not getting used to it, thinking that you should stop being a selfish moron for wanting something more in your mundane life.

Y/n: 'Why can't you be normal like everyone else, you worthless piece of shit!?'

You shook your head and exited youtube after finishing watching the video. Maybe playing cookie run: kingdom again isn't such a bad idea, even if it's for nostalgic reasons. With a smile and a little bit of excitement, you update the game and start playing it, expecting to see the familiar devsisters intro at the beginning.

But it didn't happen; instead, there is only Pure Vanilla Cookie standing in front of a black screen, looking straight at you with a somber expression. Then he first spoke up to you, but no speech bubble appeared on the screen, nor was there a lack of sound to convey his speech, which sometimes happens if the voice actors didn't have time to voice act the characters. No, he really is speaking to you.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Baker... you finally returned."

Y/n: "W... What?"

This didn't happen before; is that what happens if you don't play the game for too long?

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "We thought that we would never see you again, but you finally came back to us!"

He smiled.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "I'm not mad that you left; you have your own reasons for leaving us for so long, but I think it's best that you live here with us so you won't have to face anything that is troubling you anymore!"

He aims his flower staff at you and casts a spell; suddenly, a bright light rapidly spreads through your reality.

Y/n: "Wait, what?!"

Before you have time to react, the light engulfs you and everything fades to black.

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You hear muffled voices in the background, and slowly they become clearer to understand; they all sound so familiar.

???: "A-Are they really the Baker?"

???: "Of course they are, dimwit! Why do you think Pure Vanilla Cookie brought them here if they're not the Baker?"

???: "What are they? They kinda look like a witch."

???: "I don't think they really are."

???: "Baker, are you still here with us?"

You groan and sit up, feeling a slight headache, so you rub your temples to ease the discomfort you are experiencing.

Y/n: "Wh... Huh?"

You slowly open your eyes but quickly widen them in shock. Standing before you is a group of monsters, and you recognize some of them from folklore that you used to be obsessed with as a child. But most importantly, why do they look so familiar?

Y/n: "W-Who the hell are you guys?"

You stare at them nervously as you crawl backward away from them. You don't know why, but the way they stare at you like predators staring at their prey leaves you feeling confused, wary, and full of dread. Are they going to eat you? They don't look like they're hungry, though maybe some of them are, and your fear starts to grow as the child in front of you takes a step forward with a look of... worry?

GingerBrave: "Don't you recognize us, Baker? It's me, GingerBrave, and these are my friends: Strawberry Cookie, Wizard Cookie, Custard Cookie, Ch-"

Custard Cookie III: "It's Custard Cookie the Third, GingerBrave!"

The little prince said with a pout as he crossed his arms while holding his scepter, his sheep ears lowered to reflect his true emotions. You find it oddly adorable.

GingerBrave: "Right, of course! Haha, sorry, it's actually Custard Cookie the Third, and this is Chili Pepper Cookie!"

Once he finished, everything clicked, so that's why they all look so familiar! But if that's true, then this world you are in must be earthbread! But the question is, why don't they look like the cookies you used to know and love?

Y/n: "You guys? Really? But you don't look like the cookies that I remember!"

You get up from the grassy floor and look at everyone in surprise and confusion. They all look at you weirdly and mutter to each other about what you just called them.

Strawberry Cookie: "W-What do you mean, Baker?"

Wizard Cookie: "I don't really get what you're saying, Baker."

Custard Cookie III: "We're cookies in your eyes? I'm so confused."

Chili Pepper Cookie: "Cookies? What are you talking about?"

GingerBrave: "Baker, we have always looked like this before you came into our lives!"

Y/n: "What? But you all were..."

You stop your sentence when you hear a familiar voice.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Alright, everyone, let's give them some space since they are still in shock that I brought them here to their kingdom."

Y/n: "My kingdom...?"

You turn to the voice, expecting to meet Pure Vanilla Cookie, but you are met with a tall, humanoid sheep creature that somewhat resembles Custard Cookie III, except he has four ram horns that curl up and down and four eyes, although they are closed due to the noticeable claw scars on his face.

Y/n: "Oh my god, what the hell happened to your eyes!?"

He smiled at you and shook his head.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "You don't have to worry about me, dear; they're already healed a long time ago."

You want to know what happened to him and who gave him these scars, but then you remember what he said earlier. You look around the place and notice a familiar castle in the distance.

Y/n: "Am I in a Cookie Kingdom?"

Just then, Gumball Cookie spoke up to answer your question.

Gumball Cookie: "Why, yeah, of course! You did so amazingly to decorate our home like this; it's a masterpiece!"

You blush, feeling flattered by his compliment.

Y/n: "Oh, um, I'm glad you all like it."

Cherry Blossom Cookie: "Like it? We love it! You did so much for us, and we're all grateful that you gave us a place to call home!"

Everyone agreed with her until Cream Puff Cookie came forward with a gloomy expression on her face.

Cream Puff Cookie: "But then you left without warning, and everyone went mad or was heartbroken when you were gone. Did we do something wrong to make you leave, Baker?"

You are surprised by her words. Just then, everyone starts begging you not to leave them again; some of them are ready to cry at the thought of you disappearing from their lives once more.

Pancake Cookie: "Please don't go!"

Cherry Cookie: "We want you here!"

Pumpkin Pie Cookie: "Please stay with us, Baker; Pompon and I don't want to feel sad anymore."

Suddenly, Snapdragon Cookie comes flying towards you and tackles you to the ground, hugging you tightly as they let out frantic baby noises, as if to say that they don't want you to go away. You look down at the baby dragon; they look so real to you. Even when you touch their scales gently, they are no longer made of dough and other ingredients, which makes you wonder how and why they turned out the way they are.

You look up at everyone for a moment. They are all worried about you leaving them behind again, simply because they love and care about you. They want you to stay with them instead of going back to your reality. You always thought that they never had real emotions since they are characters from a game, but you were wrong; they do have emotions, and those are anger, fear, worry, and sadness in their eyes.

You're left speechless; no one really cares about you besides your parents like this before. You always thought that no one would love a worthless trash like you. You are just a nobody who is forgotten by everyone because you're not memorable enough to stay in their minds, and you don't remember them either. But these people never forget about you, even after all these years, and they still love you no matter what.

Y/n: 'They love me this much...?'

All these feelings of worry and dread about being here in this world with them suddenly wash away from you; all you really feel now is sadness and guilt, and you can't help but burst into tears. Everyone is shocked when you cry as you hug the baby dragon back.

Y/n: "It's not all your fault; it's mine. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for leaving you all behind!"

As you said this with tears in your eyes, all of the children started hugging you and crying with you. Most of the adults joined in, while the others stayed behind with somber expressions on their faces. Pure Vanilla Cookie stared down at you in deep sadness. You were unhappy with where you came from, but you don't have to worry about that anymore because he will make sure that you never have to go through that ever again.

[To Be Continued]

#cookie run: kingdom #crk #self aware crk #crk self aware #horror #yandere #yandere crk #yandere crk x reader #crk x reader #sweet little baker au

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ ʀᴜɴ

"ᴀ ᴍɪᴅᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴅᴀʏᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ" - ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

(10/02/24)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ

(10/11/24)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

(03/10/25)

ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ

"ᴀ ʜᴇɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴇꜱ." - ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ x ᴛʜɪᴇꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(10/11/24)

"ꜰᴀɪɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ" - ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(10/27/24)

"ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜱʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ" - ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ x ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(05/08/25)

"ᴀ ʀᴇꜰɪɴᴇᴅ ᴘᴀʟᴀᴛᴛᴇ" - ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇꜱ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(05/12/25)

ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ɴᴏᴛ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴ" - ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(09/29/24)

"ꜱᴀᴄᴄʜᴀʀɪɴᴇ" - ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴠᴀɴɪʟʟᴀ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(10/05/24)

ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪʟʏ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴇɴ" - ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪʟʏ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/11/25)

"ᴀ ᴘɪᴄɴɪᴄ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ" - ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʟɪʟʏ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/14/25)

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"ᴄʜɪꜰꜰᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ" - ʀᴇᴅ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(10/04/24)

ꜱᴛᴀʀᴅᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ" - ꜱᴛᴀʀᴅᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/10/25)

ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ" - ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/10/25)

"ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ!" - ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ʙᴀᴋᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/12/25)

ʀʏᴇ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ʙᴀɴɢ ʙᴀɴɢ!"- ʀʏᴇ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ x ꜱᴏꜰᴛ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(03/14/25)

ᴡɪɴᴅ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ

"ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴡꜱ" - ᴡɪɴᴅ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

(05/08/25)

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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Was my basement always this big?

I keep walking and walking

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elladcat · 2 months ago

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🍪 𝗖𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧

Invitation to Deceit

ft. Shadow Milk cookie

The Fall From Grace

ft. Pure Vanilla cookie..?

Comfort

ft. Candy Apple cookie, Truthless Recluse, Shadow Milk cookie

Sweet Little Lie~, Sweet Little Lie~ Pt. 2

ft. Candy Apple cookie, Shadow Milk cookie

The Beast of Gluttony

ft. Shadow Milk cookie, Pure Vanilla cookie

Based on @killa-cookie's Gluttony AU

Fanning the Flame

ft. Burning Spice cookie

Training

ft. Wind Archer cookie

Fish Inside a Birdcage: Rule 4

ft. Dark cacao cookie

Baker AU

Intro to the Baker AU Unnecessary Occasion Oh I just can't wait to be king! Cookies of Darkness vs. Cookies of the Cookie Kingdom (Ask) A day in the life of The Baker (Ask) If The Baker was summoned by the Cookie of Darkness (Ask) How cookie keep an eye on Y/N for the festival of The Baker (Ask) Pomegranate cookie tried to steal The Baker, lives to regret it. (Ask) Timid Baker (Ask) If The Baker knew the Beast cookie before their corruption (Ask)

ASKS

What if the reader was a cosplayer (Self aware au)

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elladcat · 4 months ago

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Hey, I was wondering how to write nightmares, or sleep paralysis for my next story.

How to Write Nightmares and Sleep Paralysis

Causes of Sleep Paralysis:

Insomnia

PTSD

Anxiety disorders

Panic disorders

Disrupted sleep patterns (ex: jet lag)

Family history

Symptoms of Sleep Paralysis:

Paralysis (duh)

Feeling outside of your body

Chest pressure (as if someone is standing on your chest)

Sense of suffocating or breathlessness

Feeling like there is something dangerous in the room

Nightmares vs Night Terrors:

When having a nightmare, you are likely to wake up during it and will possibly be able to recall the dream or parts of the dream.

When having a night terror, you will not wake up and you won’t be able to recall the dream in the morning.

Symptoms of Nightmares:

Fast heart rate

Shortness of breath

Sweat

Anxiety

Struggling to go back to sleep

Writing Prompts

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit

She felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her eyes darted around the room, quick as lightning. She could see the nightlight she kept in the corner, casting the far wall of her bedroom in a blue light. Then she saw it. It watched her with a thin smile. She tried to sit up, to scream, anything, but she was frozen. The thing noticed her distress, and it stalked towards her, limbs elongated and as dark as the shadows of her room.

He sat bolt upright in bed. His heart was pounding so hard he felt like it was going to break through his chest. He grasped at his shirt, gripping the fabric as tight as he could. His skin was slick with sweat, and he had to peel his clothing off.

They stared up into the eyes of something. It was standing on their chest, looming over them with an emotionless gaze. They couldn't move, their limbs stiff and refusing to listen to their mind pleading with them to run. And so they stared. And the thing stared back.

She woke up screaming.

He tossed and he turned, but no matter what he did or however many times he flipped his pillow over, he could not fall asleep. He was too afraid. Afraid of that same, damn, nightmare.

They ran a stressed hand through their hair as they tried to control their breathing. It was quick, and they felt more and more lightheaded with each passing second. There was nothing they wanted more than to go back to sleep, but every time they closed their eyes it was like they were transported back to that awful dream. They slowly pulled themselves from the bed and stalked to the shower. They knew there was no way they would be able to sleep again tonight, so they might as well start their day.

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elladcat · 5 months ago

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Hmmmm 👁️🫦👁️ yandere Doflamingo X from male reader who develops stockholm syndrome (I'm it isn't scientific but it's helpful ;-;) and ends up slowly warming up to/falling in love with him?

Doffy can be sickly sweet, always holding reader close, lavishing them with praise and buying things for them, but when reader tried to escape or got -what Doflamingo thought- was too close to someone else, he gets kinda dark. Cue some kind of punishment followed by him acting all good cop and doting on reader.

Some fluff/smut peppered in if that's okay 😭

Hope this is alright and doesn't break any of the rules

Yandere Donquixote Doflamingo x male reader

Headcanons

Tw for darker stuff ig? I love Doffy, hes my little crazy muffin. Probably not the best Stockholm syndrome, mainly just the reader being dumb and easily manipulated.

i feel like my obsession with doffys tongue is visible in this... exposing myself.

Doflamingo is known for being a master manipulator, so once he turns his attention to you and wants you for himself, he will have you one way or another. Theres a big chance you won’t even realize what’s happening until its way too late, and you are completely caught in his web of strings.

You had just been the average dock worker, working for one of the many companies working under The Joker in the underworld, smuggling all kinds of stuff. It was never your job to question what you were shipping, and not asking questions meant you got to stay alive.

You just happened to be at the wrong place at the same time. You just happened to be dumb enough to not have a sense of self preservation. You just happened to not recognize the 10 ft tall blonde in a pink feathery coat and goofy sunglasses. And you just happened to look so… cute.

You didn’t really have any friends on this island. It wasn’t the place you got close to anybody, and you sure as hell never trusted anybody, as everyone here was some kind of criminal. You were one of the few who wasn’t a blood thirsty psycho. You just had been given a bad hand in life and a lot of bad luck.

When the tall blonde started appearing near the docks on the regular, you didn’t question it. Questions should never be placed, and even though you had no idea who he was, everyone else seemed to fear him. So, no matter how handsome he was, you tried to stay out of his way.

You were a clumsy fool. It had resulted in a lot of punishment and beatings, but to Doflamingo, you were just so adorable. Like watching a little lamb running around thinking they were safe from the pack of blood thirsty wolves always circling.

When gifts started appearing in your dorm, as you were so low ranked in the system that you didn’t even have enough money for your own place, you didn’t know what to do.

You had never owned expensive things, so you knew nothing about the quality of things you were given. You didn’t understand just how expensive the shirt you were given was, or that the bracelets that looked a little too much like shackles cost more than someone like you would ever see in their life.

The gifts kept coming, and somehow your roommates disappeared, leaving the room all for you. One day when returning from the docks, it had even been redecorated. You almost had a heart attack, thinking someone else had moved in. But when you asked your superior, they had just glanced around nervously and said it was for you and to not question it.

Through all of this, Doflamingo watched your every move. From the moment you got up in the morning till you went to bed, and sometimes even as you slept.

Being who he was, Doflamingo had nothing against sneaking into your room as you slept, just so he could watch you. Or if he was feeling starved enough, he would lean down and kiss you, sometimes letting that long monster of a tongue slide into your mouth for just a small taste.

Before you knew it you were pretty much Doflamingos property. In the beginning you didn’t wear any of the fancy clothes or jewelry, not wanting to dirty any of it. But from one day to the next, all your old clothes went away, leaving you with only the clothes so expensive the majority of the world could only dream about owning it.

You didn’t understand why most of it bore a specific shade of pink, or that the symbol sewn into most of the clothes in one way or another was a jolly roger. You, in your oblivious mind, just thought it was a brand or print.

Doflamingo couldn’t help but feel pleased as everyone stared at you with fear and dread, avoiding you every chance they got, as everyone but you seemed to know you were his, and his alone.

You were right where he wants you, and little by little, Doflamingo would insert himself into your life. At first, you’d see him in passing, but soon you would see him every shift and you two would talk.

You were so concentrated with working that you didn’t notice how he always seemed to stare at you, and if he hadn’t worn sunglasses, you might have seen how he so rarely blinked, as if wanting to eat you up.

At some point he just happens to “offer you a job”, giving you the job of a lifetime. Doflamingo could almost have writhed in pleasure when you agreed, smiling so brightly and looking so deliciously stupid, to him at least.

All the many mysterious gifts you were given were moved, and soon you worked right under Doflamingo. Maybe as his assistant or something like that, some job where you would be right by him every day. Of course, you weren’t actually do any work that mattered, he just gave you fluffy paperwork that would be thrown out, since there was nothing of importance on them.

From then on you gave you his presents in person, leering and grinning when you became flustered and stuttered before giving a shy thanks.

Everyone in the donquixote family knew you were off limits as they saw the possessive look Doflamingo always gave you, or how he would pull you into his lap and claim there weren’t any more seats, using his strings to whisk whatever chairs were around away.

Working for Doflamingo, you ended up growing, what should I say, used to the treatment. You had come to expect his praise and lingering touches, or the gifts hed rain down on you. So when he kissed you the first time, you weren’t too surprised.

Sure you still blushed up a storm, but it had all seemed to lead up to this. To you, who still had no idea of Doflamingos darker side, thought he may just have been shy and expressed his feelings for you through gifts.

When you guys started “officially” dating, he got worse, or better, depending on who asks. I’m putting officially in quotations, as to Doflamingo you had always been his.

Forget about any type of work you were doing before, you were always seated in his lap now, wearing the clothes he picked out for you, and being a good little lover for him.

Dating Doflamingo also meant you quickly got used to gagging, since he’s the type of guy that always tries to shove his tongue down your throat, and with Doflamingo having the tongue he does, he actually succeeds in doing so.

Hes sickeningly sweet to you, fawning over you and piling praise on you, his large hands wandering and making you see stars whenever you are even a little bit in the mood. Its because of this it takes you so very long to realize what kind of monster he is.

The reveal was never meant to happen, but you somehow ended up at the wrong place at the wrong time, and you got to see Doflamingos true colors. Seeing him tear someone apart with his strings, that large grin on his face, made you feel sick.

After that you grew distant, and Doflamingo pouted and kissed your face all over, trying to get him to tell you what was wrong. But you never told him, just shrinking away from him, as the seriousness of the situation finally seemed to dawn on you.

Even to you, who wasn’t the smartest person around by far, it all seemed to click into place. From your job, to your clothes, to how everyone seemed to avoid you, isolating you to under interact with Doflamingo.

You needed to get you, that’s what you became sure of. Its only because Doflamingo never thought you’d actually try to leave that you got the upper hand. In the end you didn’t even get off the island, but you were smart enough to get out of his base and to the docks where you had worked before.

But as you were about to board a ship to get outta there, strings seemed to cage in the entire island, like a birdcage. Doflamingo had realized you were gone, and he was pissed.

Before you knew it, conquerors haki covered the entire island, knocking you out almost immediately, but not before you felt your heart sink to the bottom of your feet, the reality of Doflamingos strength finally hitting you.

When you wake up again, you find yourself in Doflamingos bedroom, golden shackles similar to the bracelets you were given keeping you locked to the bed.

It takes you a moment to notice him, but when you do you almost throw up from the fear it causes. There in the corner sits Doflamingo, but for the first time since you’ve met him, he looks angry. No, he doesn’t look angry, he looks enraged.

He doesn’t even demand an answer from you as to why you tried to run. He just gets to his feet and approaches you, and for the first time his 10 feet of height scares you. But then he doesn’t something unexpected. He cradles your face in his hands and coos at you, treating you as if you were some kind of child or animal that had broken the rules, not because you wanted too, but because you were so very dumb you didn’t realize you broke them.

All these months of being with Doflamingo from morning till dawn as caused you to love him, its no secret. Its just a reaction of the human psyche, so part of you had been scared of disappointing him. It also makes your insides flutter at his cooing, even as he calls you a brainless stupid idiot who can’t think for themselves.

All his cooing and sugar sweet but cruel words makes you cry, making Doflamingo smirk when you sob into his chest, apologizing for running away. When you agree with him that you are stupid and can’t make decisions on your own, he knows he’s won. Well, he’s known he’s had you for months, but seeing you admit it is euphoric.

Doflamingo ends up holding you in his arms and cooing at you, pouting and sounding of so sweet as you cry, telling you he forgives you. But there must be consequences, and you have to be punished.

You’ve never been punished by Doflamingo before, so you have no idea what to expect. Knowing the kind of role Doflamingo wants to play, the punishment is probably something along the lines of overstimulation until you pass out, and when you wake up, he will do it again and again, repeating the process until he feels you’ve paid for your sins.

When hes strung you of everything you’ve got and you cant even think straight, he would pick you up and kiss you all over, praising you in that sickeningly sweet honey voice of his, carrying you to his personal bathroom.

Here he would get both of you into his large bathtub, where he would scrub your limp and hickey covered body dry as you whine and whimper, almost melting against his chest as his large hands massage all your sore muscles.

As you bathe, you most likely end up with him fucking your thighs, Doflamingo cooing in your ear that he will have mercy on your cute little holes for now, since they’re still so sensitive from your punishments. But next time he won’t be as lenient.

As he slides his shaft between your thighs, Doflamingo would slide his tongue down your throat again, smirking to himself as you jolt and twitch, still arching into his touch even as your body ached and burned from all the overstimulation.

After he finishes, he would praise you more before getting out of the bath, where he would dry you off in the softest of towels, before Doflamingo would tuck you both into bed. You would pass out immediately again, slumping against his chest as Doflamingo laughs, rubbing your back and kissing the top of your head.

He loves you, as much as someone like Doflamingo could love. And because he loves you, he owns you. That’s his logic at least. This also means you will never be allowed to leave, and no one will ever be allowed to take you away. And he will do everything in his power to make it a reality.

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