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paperori0 · 20 days ago

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Hey may I ask for a affogato x reader?

Like the reader had taken them in during their wandering after being banished or maybe met y/n while still part of the cookies of darkness...aaaand decides to ditch em for y/n and allowed them to live with them rent free because they like the company and maybe they are oblivious and overly sweet...like any attempts to manipulate them just FLIES over their head and they are just always super kind? And maybe......as a little extra:

y/n was an ex-watcher who related to being banished...and their crime? Acts of kindness and trying to help some of the cookies get stronger......like not even really breaking any laws, just wasting time and resources in dark cacao's eyes(for example not stealing food to feed the poor but doing something like teaching the poor how to hunt so they can hunt their own food or some acts of kindness dark cacao would view as wasting time)

Oh and I forgot to mention...what y/n is now post banishment:

ex watcher with crazy fighting skills....now someone who does stuff with yarn, either makes it or sews it into toys and blankets...can already imagine affogato looking around to try to find a certain yarn he wishes for y/n to use...and somehow stumbles upon their old watcher weapons that y/n had kept incase they ever needed to do self defense (I.e. a burglar breaking in to steal money or something) and affogato asks about it and y/n just casually mentions how they were banished for their kindness...not even turning to look at affogato, just continuing to crochet...

and when affogato makes a fuss about that (if he does)...that they shouldn't have been banished over such thing...y/n is just like "hey, it's alright! I'm making a good living out here! So it's ok! I have food on the table, a roof over my head, soft yarn, and now you....so I'm ok! No need to get upset over little ol'me being banished!"

Sorry if this is too much for one requests lol...just had the idea of a y/n who was an ex watcher who now just crochet with yarn taking in affogato and thought it sounded interesting and fun...

A Fish in a Barrel (Affogato Cookie)

Cacao being wack with the banish hammer. I went crazy on this one, it’s a full on story! Hope you like it!

Affogato hurried within the snow, horror clasping his being as he dared not look back. His plans were perfect, he should’ve had the kingdom easy! Cacao being alive REALLY put an end to his plans as he retreated within the cold tundra, not knowing where he’s going, just as long as it wasn’t the Cacao Kingdom, it would be ugly if he ever showed his face there again…

Affogato was tired and the raging cold wasn’t doing him any favors. He grew more sleepy and cold as he collapsed into the snow, his vision growing dim. Before he lost consciousness, he swore he heard the sound of footsteps approaching and the feeling of being lift up before everything went black….

Affogato came to, but instead of the freezing cold and heavy breeze, he was in a bed. He got up and noticed his staff next to the bedside as he picked up, the door opened to reveal a cookie with a warm smile and winter coat on.

You greeted him as you asked if he was okay? Please, take this hot chocolate to warm up.

Affogato would likely try to already Butter you up as he takes the cup. This was such a lovely cabin you have, what was a cookie as generous as you living alone here?

He’s taken aback when your response was that you rather enjoy the solitude here, it brings you peace and a sense of calmness, your words unaffected by Affogato’s attempt at charming you. However, that smile of yours was instead affecting HIM, he tried to look the other way as he felt his cheeks grow warm.

But no matter! He knows he will have you wrapped around his nonexistent thumb soon

Throughout Affogato’s time in your cabin, the cookie would try every which way to make you fall under his spell.

He would praise you for everything you did! You cooked dinner? why it looked really delicious! You came home with lumber? You were such a hard-working and strong cookie that others should look up to!

He would even get physical with some of praise, he’d hug you if you had a tiring day and massage your shoulders as he whispered praises into your nonexistent ear. This will surely have you entranced by him!

However, it seemed none of these attempts would work as you were still the warm and considerate cookie you always were, did you even acknowledge what he was doing or saying?!

In actuality, Affogato was the one being entranced by your kindness and generosity. You gave him so much without expecting anything in return. You gave him a place to stay, you made him food, you shared with him parts of your past, you were emotionally close to him then he realized.

It was at that point that Affogato decides that…perhaps it was time to turn a new leaf. If you were so nice to him and didn’t hold anything he’s done to you against him, then it was only fair that he started to treat you with warmth in return. Needless to say, this would change him quick.

He was incredibly attached to you, the cookie had lost everything and having you around just made him gravitate towards you.

He would wait near the door for your arrival when you left for lumber, greeting you kindly as you arrived. You would embrace one another as Affogato held onto you tight, he waited for a long while, so please let him hug you to his heart’s content.

If you were ever feeling down, Affogato was there with his praising to cheer you up. No longer was it for manipulation tactics, but to see the smile on your face return. It looked wonderful on you~

Affogato really felt like he knew almost everything there was about you, or at least, he thought he did…

You were knitting a sweater and needed a new ball of yarn that was in your room and asked if Affogato could quickly grab it for you, he very much obliged as he hurried into your room and spotted it on your bed. However, as he reached for it, the sun outside made something glimmer from within your closet, it caught his eye.

As much as he didn’t want to invade your privacy, especially after how much the two of you bonded over the months, curiosity got the best of him as he approached the closet and gently slid open the door as he gazed at what was in your closet.

Weapons. Not just any sort of weapons, these were Watcher weapons. Bow and arrow, a glaive, swords, and a sturdy wooden shield. Despite the hideaway method Affogato found them in, they looked to be recently maintained and clean. Affogato’s eyes widen at the realization of who you likely once were…

Affogato returned with the ball of yarn as you requested, but with that look of contemplation, you asked him what was up.

Affogato gave it to you straight and asked if you were once a Watcher!

With how he asked that question so dramatically, he was flustered to see you simply laugh…before casually telling him that, yes! You were once a Watcher for the Dark Cacao Kingdom! The 8th Watcher in fact!

“W-what?! You were a Watcher?! To tell me so bluntly like that! What were you doing here in this cabin! Didn’t Watchers have a duty to the kingdom?! Why hold onto all these…weapons?”

The weapons? They were for in case some wise cookie thinking they could break into this cabin and get away with it. You were still in tune with your Watcher training, you can pretty much whoop the absolute crumbs out of any manic that barged in here.

As for the other questions, well, simple! You were banished from the kingdom.

Affogato would be flabbergasted! Has that stubborn old fool been that empty headed to have let you go?! He didn’t really care if other cookies were banished, like that wretched First Watcher…..but a cookie like you?! What did YOU do to warrant banishment?!

Well….

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This feeling of worry didn’t leave you as you approached the throne room, the call to see His Majesty, Dark Cacao Cookie, had a different feeling this time. You just had this feeling in your gut that this wouldn’t be good…but at the same time, considering your actions for a while, you also knew that this was a long time coming.

“I worry for you, Y/N Cookie. Our King may have misunderstood your intentions, if you could allow me to help explain this-“

No no, it was okay, Caramel Arrow. You…knew this would happen eventually.

The First Watcher, Caramel Arrow Cookie, was both your comrade in arms and close friend. So when the news that Dark Cacao requested your presence at the throne room, a feeling of dread had also came over her. Her minding was wandering, what exactly had you done that warranted your presence there? Unless this what about…

You were before your King as you kneel down to show your respect. Your fellow cookies watched with anticipation and brooding as they too wondered why the king had called you to the throne room…

“Y/N Cookie, do you know why you have been called?”

If this is about your….reoccurring absences from the kingdom, then yes, you knew why you were here…

“Not just that, but our fellow cookies have spotted them going in and out of the pantries at around the same time rations have been reported missing! This is no coincidence!”

Before you can even utter a single word, Caramel Arrow already jumped at the accusation, her irritation showing.

“Those were their own share of the rations and theirs to share! I’ve seen them done it before, they make sure to never take anymore then their allotted portion! There is no truth that Y/N Cookie has committed thievery!”

“Oh really? Then what about their absences from the Kingdom? Aren’t Watchers always suppose to be on duty?”

This time you were able to answer that one! That was your own personal time that you’ve dedicated to make sure the villages were safe and secure, you also took the time to train them up too so they’re aren’t defenseless in case of bandits or fortuna forbid, a snow lion! You couldn’t leave them out to dry if they hungry, so you’ve done what you could during your break times to help them train to fend for themselves…

“Are you accusing our King from not doing enough? Are you really enabling this cookie to do as they please with the King’s time and resources?”

“Stop twisting their words! Y/N Cookie would never do anything to go against our king and the kingdom!”

“It’s pretty obvious that Y/N Cookie only proves to be a detriment to the kingdom! If stealing from our King and wasting his time trying to wrangle them back into the kingdom is what he should expect from them, then they are to be banished from the citadel! Your decision, my Liege!”

Dark Cacao pondered for a minute, the throne room was in heavy silence before he spoke.

“I have reached my decision. Y/N Cookie, you need not return here. The passion you have to protect cookies all around is insurmountable, these walls only serve to hold you back…”

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You finished the tale as you continued knitting, though you had a more solemn look to your eyes….

You had left the citadel shortly after your banishment, many of your fellow comrades raised objections at the verdict. There was no way that a cookie, the 8th Watcher no less, would do such things like waste of resources and thievery!

Caramel Arrow…she took it the hardest. You recall holding her right as you were about to leave. The guards at the gate could only watch as Caramel Arrow held you close and tightly, only you being able to hear her silent crying.

You promised her that you’ll be safe, continuing to help cookies. She’ll never forget you, she took inspiration of your good deeds and aim to do the same by helping out the nearby villages and provide them aid…it was an honor to fight alongside you…

You waved her farewell as the kingdom got further and further away until the falling snow obscured it from your vision…

….

Affogato was livid. What were his disciples thinking?! Oh he was going to turn them into CRUMBS when he sees them again….

Affogato went into a fit as he ranted about how Cacao was a big fool, a cookie that did nothing but give to others, and he would just throw you away…

However, before he could get more riled up, you stopped knitting and stood up as you placed a hand on his shoulder..

You reassure him that it was fine! That was a long while ago since you’ve left the kingdom, you’ve…learned to grow past the feelings of betrayal, the anguish, the pain…and learned that you could still do what you did best, lend a helping hand to cookies in need…

Exactly like you did with Affogato…

You have grown comfortable with your new life, you have this cozy new home, you have the warm fire, you had food on the table from hunting, life was good for you..

“But…would you want to go back? To that fool of a cookie?”

Please don’t insult Dark Cacao. He banished you, but you still held great respect for him. However, if you were honest, he was right. You were much better off on your own where you could do things in your own time and in your own way with nothing holding you back!

Now here was a question for Affogato, was he gonna run off now that he knew you were once a Watcher?

“And why would I do that? You’re not getting rid of me that easily~”

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You and Affogato Cookie have been living together ever since! This cabin of yours was so cozy, he should’ve left that dull kingdom a long time ago!

He’s incredibly clingy to you, if you left the canon to go aid a village in need, he would tag along with you. If the villagers ever expressed their thanks physically with hugs and handshakes, he would glare intensely at them until they leave. He would slide himself to your side, holding onto your arm.

You’re all he has left, so it only makes sense that he gets lonely when you leave the cabin, he’s all over you when you come home. Let him hug you, you cannot escape his grasp!

Still maintains his impolite tone to other cookies, it changes with you as he greets you with genuine smiles and gestures. It’s a pretty noticiable comparison.

He didn’t care what others had to say about him, he had you, that’s all that matters~

If you were working too hard, he WILL drag you to the bed to cuddle.

Won’t hesitate to put curses on cookies he deemed TOO close to you. No cookie deserved to be at your side besides him!

He witnessed your remarkable fighting skills, you whooped a whole gang of bandits single-handedly! You handled a snow lion on your own! You weren’t called a Watcher for nothing! Remind Affogato to never get on your bad side!

Seeing you aid the villagers with food and even provide them training on what to do and how to hunt for their own meals, Affogato only chuckled to himself. Dark Cacao was truly a fool to let you go….

And now, he had you all to himself! He would say he’s sorry to the potential future cookies he curses, but that would be a lie~ You only deserve the best, and that was what Affogato is~

…….

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The sound of steps echo into the room as a cookie walks in, saluting to another cookie within the room as he gazed out a window.

“Have you succeeded in locating them?”

“Forgive me, my King, but I am still unable to locate Y/N Cookie….”

Dark Cacao Cookie only sighed in lament as he continued to gaze outside the window, his eyes staring out into the snow and wilderness.

“However, there were villages that I witnessed…forging for their food and training amongst themselves, the technique, the steps being taken…they say that the Cookie of the Ridge had aided them”

“Without a doubt, it’s Y/N Cookie. I recognize this anywhere.”

“Y/N Cookie, you continue to hold cookies in your arms despite no one holding you in theirs…your banishment remains one of my many failings….”

“I won’t give up, my King. For your sake, for my own, and for everyone else’s. I swear that once I find them, I’ll bring them home…”

“See to it that you will, apologies are long overdue. I can only hope that their generosity will allow them to forgive us for my foolishness…”

“My king, you were misinformed…you wouldn’t have banished them if you were told how things actually were, the treachery and venom of those snakes only clouded your judgement…”

“Then it is only fitting that Y/N Cookie is to be received a grand welcome back into the kingdom. Please, do find them…”

“At once, my king!”

Caramel Arrow Cookie did a bow before leaving the room, hearing the solemn sigh of Dark Cacao be heard as her expression falls. She was instructed to go find you, but she had to make one stop first…

Your old quarters, it was left exactly how it was when you left. Despite banishment, Dark Cacao at the very least didn’t make any plans for your room to be changed in any way.

Caramel came into the room and sat down on your old bed, gazing to a shelf across from her, directly at a painting…of you and her. It was the time when you became the 8th Watcher, she was proud of you that day…joyous that she got to fight alongside you..it only made the current situation more hard for her.

“You never change, Y/N Cookie…but I wouldn’t want you to….”

“I long for the day that I’ll see you again, to see that warm smile of yours that I’ve grown attached to…”

“To fight alongside you once more…”

“I will do my best to find you, Y/N Cookie….”

“And once I do, I’m bringing you home…and I’m never letting you go…”

Caramel giggled on that last part as she stood up and hurried out of the room, filled with a newfound determination to find you, her dearest friend…

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paperori0 · 20 days ago

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caramel arrow cookie: your majesty, some cookies say that spotted Dark choco cookie, Affogato cookie and Y/N cookie together... who knows what they are doing right now

meanwhile

They were making snowmen together

“Oh, my darling Y/N Cookie~ Look at how I built my snowman~ I’ve had a little bit of inspiration from you~”

Said snowman resembled you greatly. An Affogato snowman was next to you, leaning on the snow Y/N.

Dark Choco Cookie simply stepped aside and showed off the snowmen of him and you together. He didn’t need any words, he let his work speak for itself. Affogato only scoffed.

“Showoff…..”

You chuckled as you gave a good job to both of their handiwork, both visibly brightened by your praise.

“The prince?! And him…no! Y/N Cookie is in trouble! I will save them from their treachery!

She couldn’t have zipped out of the castle fast enough!

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paperori0 · 20 days ago

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Downstream Part 2: Frigid Lies

The cards come tumbling down

[Part 1]

“And with just a little ingenuity…”

You snapped the rocks together to form enough of a spark to light your fire, Affogato Cookie’s eyes widen as the fire roared amidst the wood.

“You have yourself a strong fire that will get you through the night.”

“Why give it so much effort when I could simply create a fire with my magic. It would save you the trouble..”

“You can use fire spells?”

“Well, I…..”

You gave him a look as Affogato immediately surrendered.

“I don’t.”

“If you want to help me next time, I can give you a hands-on lesson on how to make a fire like I do! It can go a long way to ensure you last out here in the snowy tundras.”

“A hands-on lesson?”

“Yeah, y’know. I put my hands over yours and I direct you on what to do!”

Just imagining your more firm, stronger hands over his made his face flush as he tries to hide it from you.

“O-oh, I am…well aware of what that term entails. I am simply asking if it’s necessary.”

“Are you saying you can handle it on your own?”

“Yes, yes. I can assure you that I can start a fire on my own.”

He takes the rocks from you and gathered leftover sticks and leaves into a pile before trying to replicate what you did. With obvious results.

His form was hampered, he wasn’t placing enough force between the rocks to get that spark going, and he wasn’t holding them firmly enough to begin with.

You creeped behind him and reached forward, holding your hands on top of his as you grip the rocks. This catches him off guard as his face darkened with blush.

“Let me show you how to do it.”

“Spare me the words, I could’ve handle it on my own.”

“Yeah, right. Here.”

You let go at just the right moment for Affogato Cookie to place enough force between the rocks to get a spark going and ignite his pile.

“See? Nothing too difficult for me to handle~”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Affogato. Come on, these rations aren’t going to cook themselves!”

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As night approaches, the two of you sit near your fires as you heated your cacao nibs porridge while Affogato preferred what you made for him back at the cabin, a fine serving of rainbow jellies.

He looked away from his meal to look at you, you were gazing at your bowl of porridge with a look of content and….a hint of longing.

“You’ve packed much better than what you have, yet you insist on eating…that.”

“Well, I guess a part of me still misses my time at the Dark Cacao Kingdom. Heh, as much as these things are hardly enough to sustain me long term, they just..bring back my memories serving as the Eighth Watcher.”

“But why look back on a kingdom that’s long turned their back on you? They talk of loyalty, yet showed none for you when they casted you out.”

“Maybe I’ll never know the extent of what I had done to get myself banished, but I respect my King’s decision nonetheless. However unfortunate, he wouldn’t want me to give up so easily and that’s what I plan to do. No matter what, I’ll continue to watch over these snowy lands as the Cookie of the Ridge, from what the locals call me.”

“Eh…..”

He remembers that day, a memory he once looked back on with pride was now a memory he wished he could forget with how things are now.

And with that memory came too his paranoia again.

The Dark Cacao Kingdom will have reorganized and with that will come the possible search parties that will track you down to bring you back. And if he’s with you, an added bonus that the kingdom will charge him for his crimes against them.

He did NOT want to see that come to fruition, especially if that pest was going to be there to personally see him off to the dungeons.

He had to keep the front up. It was either you found out, which was soon. Or the kingdom finds you two, which would be way later.

The choice was clear to him.

“Well, shame on them. Really! They wouldn’t know what a more loyal Cookie looked like if it walked right in front of them!”

“It’s okay, Affogato. I’ve come to accept my circumstances now, but…”

You turn to him with a smile.

“I appreciate you trying to lift up my spirits. Truly.”

“Well, I am simply stating the facts. You are a Cookie that was undeserving of your treatment by that kingdom. You’re better off without them.”

You looked up at the moon in the night sky.

“I wish them nothing but the best.”

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You were not alone in your moon watching. Somewhere in the forest, another Cookie was watching the moon from her campsite.

“It’s been a while since I’ve set out on my search, is it even possible to find them here at this rate? Are they even still among these snowy lands?”

Caramel Arrow Cookie was sat in front of her fire, hugging her legs as she looked down at the flame. The more time that went by without progress was time that her worries grew.

She didn’t want to think of the worst. You were a Watcher, being able to live off the land was what you were trained to do. Even so, just where could you be? Were you..hiding from her? That can’t be right, you two were anything but distant back at the kingdom.

She catches herself slightly smiling as she thinks back to those times, where the two of you would spar in the training grounds or when the two of you would go out on missions together to aid the nearby villages.

It really felt like that you were her other half that she didn’t think she could ever be apart with, which only made this mission to look for you all the more dear to her.

She wanted those times back.

She wanted those missions together again.

She was not going to give up!

With a determined look, she stood up and looked at the moon with a clenched fist to her chest.

“No! I won’t give up! No matter what! Y/N Cookie never gave up on me before, so I shouldn’t either!”

And then, as if fate had finally allowed it, she looked down at her surroundings and can faintly make out two smoke stacks in the far distance as she narrows her eyes at them.

“A sign? I have to take it! Hang on, Y/N Cookie. Coming to you.”

She clears out her fire and grabs her things before sliding down the snow hill and hurrying to the direction of the smoke stacks.!

This was it. It had to be!

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You and Affogato Cookie were sharing a laugh about another one of your silly little adventures out in the snow when you noticed that both fires were start to wear down and you’re out of firewood.

“Ah! Looks like we’re out of wood.”

“Hmm, it seems so.”

“I’ll be right back with more, don’t get the chills before I return!”

“Please, I’ve never felt warmer, hehe~”

You laughed off his remark as you got your axe and headed out to get some more firewood, leaving Affogato to look into the small fire that was left. With him alone, he felt like this was an opportunity to try to alleviate some of the guilt he was hanging onto.

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Caramel Arrow Cookie was coming up on the smoke stacks when a voice makes stop before a bush, she remained still as she listened in.

“Look, I didn’t mean to have this happen to you, it was just misfortune circumstances!”

“No, no…uh, it was a simple mistake. I had not intentionally tried to hurt you…”

“It’s not my fault, simply it was how they managed things in the Dark Cacao Kingdom!”

Caramel Arrow Cookie rolled her eyes as she recognized the voice to be Affogato Cookie’s. He can stay out of the kingdom for all she cared, but what was he even talking about with his-

“Things can work out, Y/N Cookie. If you’re willing to try…”

It was like something snapped in her mind.

He did it….

It all made sense now…

She was not the first to be sent away…

And now here he was, feeding and poisoning you the same way he had done to her King….

Was he the reason you didn’t come back?

Did he mention her?

Was he trying to drive a wedge between you and her?

No….

No no no……

She won’t allow it, she can’t allow that SNAKE to take away someone she held dear as she readied her bow….

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Affogato Cookie was standing at the porch to your cabin home, the two fires having since been put out as he watches the snow fall.

He watch the individual bits of snow fall onto the ground softly as he sighs. He knew that it was only a matter of time before you discovered who he really was, he didn’t know what you would do if you did.

Kick him out to fend for himself?

Personally execute him yourself?

Understand him?

Welcome him still?

He doesn’t like to look back fondly about the past, when you were only just another Watcher. Oh, how wrong he would end up being after your time together with him…

It was only a matter of time…

Should he wait until you found out?

Or maybe…he should just confess himself? Would you hate him less for that?

All he could do know was try to lighten up the guilt by confessing to the fire-

*CRACK!*

“GAH!”

An arrow had struck the wooden beam of the cabin mere inches from his head, shocking Affogato Cookie as he stumbled to the side.

Another arrow is shot, but he manages to conjure a shield to block it.

“What is the meaning of this?!”

“I knew it was you…”

A growling voice replied back as Affogato’s attacker emerged from the snowy trees.

“AFFOGATO COOKIE!”

“Caramel Arrow Cookie?!”

He stumbled back against the door to the cabin as Caramel Arrow Cookie slowly approached him, her eyes blazing with anger as she drew another arrow.!

“Y-you found me already?!”

“Already?! Do you know how long I’ve spent trying to look for the Cookie I held dear the most only to see you here?! And just what were you talking about it being a simple mistake? I should’ve known I wasn’t the first, that it was YOU that did this!”

“N-now, now! If you just give me a moment to explain-SUBMIT!”

Affogato Cookie quickly shot a spell at Caramel Arrow, but she simply dodged to the side and shot her drawn arrow at him, which knocks his staff out of his hand.

He goes to reach for it, but Caramel Arrow beats him to it by kicking the staff off further away.’

“It’s over! Now you’re going to tell me where is Y/N Cookie.”

“I don’t know what you’re-“

She grabs his outfit and gets him against the cabin wall, not having any more of his nonsense.

“WHERE ARE THEY?! WHERE IS Y/N COOKIE?!”

“T-they-“

“Alright, Affogato Cookie. I’m back with the fire…wood?”

You had come back from the forest, ready to keep the fire going only to see Caramel Arrow Cookie having Affogato against your cabin wall, the both of them looking at you wide-eyed.

“Caramel Arrow Cookie?”

“Y-Y/N Cookie?”

“Oh dear….”

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paperori0 · 20 days ago

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Downstream: Part 1 (Affogato Cookie)

Here it is lads. I actually had a bunch of ideas from my own and from asks that I’ve wanted to implement, but didn’t want to keep you folks waiting, so I’ll split it into two parts. Thanks a lot for 570+ followers, lads. That’s a lot of peeps following me!

WHAM!

A cookie had struck a bandit in the back with their staff, causing them to yell out in pain before they tumbled into the snow, too battered to get up and fight again, joining the other members of the gang who had also been laying in the snow, too exhausted and hurt to get up either. The cookie with the staff chuckled to themself as they adjusted the scarf covering their face.

Hehe, I should’ve expected cookies who go after defenseless villagers to barely put up a fight, I barely worked up a sweat! Even the sparring matches back at the kingdom offered more of a challenge than this! Anyways, that will teach you to pick on innocent cookies again, just remember me the next time you do.

A bandit rose weakly from the snow behind the cookie, a blade clutched in their hand. Angry at your prideful boasting, they quietly moved in, readying their weapon. Once close enough, they made a sprint towards you, ready to jab you through the chest.

But then…the bandit stopped and began to cough harshly. The air around them now decorated with a purple tint as they fell to their knees.

“Ah ah ah, not so fast.”

A smooth voice called out as the bandit fell into the snow and into unconsciousness. The cookie with the staff turning around to see the knocked out bandit and the cookie responsible for it.

Affogato Cookie, having my back like always.

“You’d think I’d let anyone lay a hand on my savior?”

Just make sure you aren’t actually crumbling the guy, will you?

“At your command.”

Affogato lifted the poisonous curse from the now shivering bandit, who takes the opportunity to flee along with their brethren who had also quickly gotten up and ran in terror.

And don’t come back now, you hear me! Or I’m going to have to go all serious on you! Hehe.

“Is it wise to let them run? I wouldn’t want them to start more trouble for you, Y/N Cookie.”

If I don’t get to them first, it would be the Dark Cacao Kingdom that does.

Affogato and Y/N Cookie chuckle with each other, but that did leave Affogato with a question.

Now that…Dark Cacao Cookie retook the throne…did he plan on tracking down Y/N Cookie?

If so….how long would it be until Affogato would have to tell Y/N Cookie on what really happened back there?

That he was indirectly responsible for Y/N’s banishment?

That he was the one to betray Dark Cacao Cookie and claim the throne?

Affogato knew Y/N Cookie still held a level of respect for Dark Cacao Cookie, what would you say if you found out about this?

Would Y/N hate him? Would they throw him out into the snow to freeze? Would they personally crumble him for his crimes against the kingdom?

Would you still like him despite all of that?

A voice interrupted his thoughts, it was one of the villagers approaching the duo.

“Our village would like to thank you both for your help, those bandits would’ve certainly stolen all of what we had if it hadn't been for you two. For that, we thank you, Cookie of the Ridge, and your loyal companion, Affogato Cookie.”

Of course, it’s your duty to protect those who cannot protect themselves. You couldn’t stand by and allow miscreants to go about as they please and take from innocents. Too many tribes and their villages have fallen, you didn’t want to see another to suffer the same fates.

“Y-yes, it’s a pleasure to help those in need. If there’s no more problems, we must get going.”

“No no, we insist on rewarding you kind cookies. Care to join us for a feast? It would be an honor to host two brave warriors that helped save our village.”

Oh come on, Affogato. One feast shouldn’t hurt, besides fighting those bandits did work up your appetite.

“Please, right this way, honorable cookies.”

Affogato could only sigh in acceptance as he followed after Y/N Cookie.

Crumbs, those thoughts in his head before made him paranoid now. The last thing he wanted were Cacao warriors stumbling across this village and finding them there.

Now that Dark Cacao Cookie was back on the throne, it won’t be long before he sends out patrols to nearby villages and knowing your reputation, he’ll snap at any chance of finding you.

Especially one loathsome cookie in particular, the obsessive pest of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, Caramel Arrow Cookie.

She’d never let go once she’s gotten to you, Affogato will not allow this and the Kingdom to get in the way between Y/N Cookie and himself.

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The sounds of the throne doors open as Caramel Arrow Cookie hurried in, looking upon Dark Cacao Cookie sitting on his throne another status report at the ready. She saluted him.

“First Watcher, report.”

“With the improving conditions on the Wall, we’re able to send out Watchers to the nearby villages for support. Try as they might, but the roving bandit groups are no match for the might of the Dark Cacao warriors!”

“Good. Has there…been any leads on the search?”

“Yes, my King! The villagers have mentioned the Cookie of the Ridge coming to their aid in the past, which means Y/N Cookie is still out there somewhere! Not only that, we’ve collected hidden traps located in the woods, we can only hope this will lead us right to them.”

“Continue this lead. Do not let up, this may be our only chance of finding them!”

“At once, my King! When I return, it’s going to be me and Y/N Cookie coming through the gates, I promise!”

Caramel Arrow Cookie hurried out the doors and through the gates as she ventured into the snowy wilderness.

Dark Cacao sighed as he gazed down to the floor, pondering. He remembered the time when you first joined the Dark Cacao Kingdom, Y/N Cookie was a lonesome wanderer who had a semblance of skill in combat. His Watchers would vouch for their combat ability when they witnessed them help fend off a horde of licorice monsters.

He saw their potential and took them back to the kingdom. There were bumps in the road like Y/N’s lighthearted and kind nature contrasting his more serious one, but even he started to appreciate those flaws now. He knew a cookie that definitely grew attached to your demeanor and that was the First Watcher!

Ever since the first training session with bows, you two had been attached to each other ever since. When those two weren’t separated by their duties, Y/N and Caramel would often be seen together, talking about tactics and weapons.

Dark Cacao chuckled to himself a little when he remembered how Caramel was so excited when you finally reached the title of the Eighth Watcher.

Caramel Arrow couldn’t have been happier since that day, hugging them tightly as they were honored with the title. Dark Cacao will admit that he smiled a little at the display, how close the two of them were.

It only made sense that she was extremely hurt when he banished Y/N Cookie, Caramel couldn’t focus for days on end, preferred to work alone, and would return to Y/N’s quarters instead of her own. It took a long time before she was able to return to any form of normal, even then, she still has her moments of sorrow.

So the possibility of Y/N Cookie remaining in the wilderness gave Caramel hope, she won’t stop looking until she finds them. It makes Dark Cacao think to himself.

He will admit that he was quick to banish them in the first place, as he did with Caramel as well. Y/N Cookie would never do anything to betray the kingdom, it didn’t seem like them to do that. But the poisonous words of that worm and his disciples, he shouldn’t have listened to them. He should’ve trusted his own judgment, he should’ve told Y/N Cookie to stay.

And yet, he told them to leave. He watched them go….the Watchers saw them go. He saw the devastated Caramel Arrow at the gate, she watched them go.

Not anymore.

He won’t allow these mistakes to linger any longer. And it started with getting Caramel Arrow back into the castle. Then it was getting the Wall under control. Once he was sure construction was underway, then the plan to locate Y/N Cookie was to be underway. The Watchers couldn’t be more eager to get out there and find them, helping the villages as well, with Caramel leading the way.

It was only a matter of time before they could locate them.

And when they do, they’re taking Y/N Cookie back with them. To become the Eighth Watcher again, just like before.

So the kingdom and Y/N Cookie can be together again…

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Same anon as the Caramel arrow and afofgato one and omg I adore the way you drew them...just the lazy cuddles with Caramel arrow...took me a minute to figure out the position affogato was in, for the cuddling one lol...and I love your art of them so much!

....great, now I'm hungry for more art of them with anon! You draw too well and cursed me with this hunger! XD

(Joking around with that last sentance...but still art is so good and the senarios are so adorable!!! Aaaaaaah! Lmao! Feel like I need more of em!)

Sorry for taking so long with this one ough anon you are a monster I can't stop thinking about affogato now i needed to do my fix of ocxcanon before i drew this ones heh

But its all lyrics here you go more of them more of affo and more of caramel arrow

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paperori0 · 21 days ago

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MORE PARENTS?!?!? I'D LOVE TO SEE MORE ABOUT KIDD'S SPECIFICALLY 😋😋

Also, I forgot to upload this

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paperori0 · 21 days ago

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vro yk i wasnt exactly on the side of the "mystery figure is actually player" theory, mostly cause its fucking overused as hell (not that its bad for being overused, just that the trope is so foreseeable and often not handle well it makes me hesitant to like it) but man. when david say roblox might be open to letting players date. i get it. i get it. we need to kill david. we need to bring back old roblox. we gottakill him

(i highlighted suffering cause the colours made it hard to read. but yeah)

YOURE RIGHT!!! YOUT RE RIGHT MYSTERIOUS FIGURE. TAKE ME WITH YOU. SHOOT DAVID IN THE HEAD.

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Hiii, I saw that you also write for Blocktales :D Can i ask for some Hatred!Builderman x reader smut oneshot? I honestly don't have an scenario in mind, but i would love for Hatred to be kinda possesive,, Only if you oki with it!! :3

WE NEED MORE BUILDERMAN HATRED BRO

I LOVE MANIPULATIVE MEN

ANYWAYS

WARNINGS!! : this one shot includes : -eggs - posessiveness, -degradation , -SLIGHT dub con , -intense breeding

TITLE : swollen

You gripped their sword tightly, the metal hilt slick with sweat and adrenaline. Across from you , Builderman stood grinning, his red horns glinting in the flickering torchlight, pale skin almost luminous Your heart raced as a plan took shape in your mind.

You reached for the card tucked into your belt, the one you kept for emergencies like this. The card of the Cruel King, a being of immense power who owed you a debt. If you summoned him now, he could turn the tide of this battle in your favor.

But before you could even pull the card free, Builderman was on you. He crossed the distance between you in a flash, his clawed hand snatching the card from your grip before you could react.

With a sneer of disgust, he ripped the card in half and flung the pieces away, his crimson eyes burning into yours with a possessive fury. "How dare you try to call for help, you treacherous slut," he hissed, his face inches from yours, hot breath washing over your skin. "This is between you and me. No one else gets to interfere with what is rightfully mine."

His hand clamped around your wrist in an iron grip, claws digging into your flesh hard enough to draw blood.

The other hand gripped your hip, yanking you flush against his hard, muscular body. You could feel every contour of his frame pressed against you, the heat of his skin searing through the thin fabric of your clothes. "You're mine,"

Builderman growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "I won't let anyone else touch you, claim you. I want you all to myself, you understand?"

Before you could respond, he spun you around and slammed you against the rough stone wall, the air leaving your lungs in a rush. Your legs were forced up and back, your knees pressed against your chest as Builderman stepped between your thighs, his hips grinding against your most intimate place.

You gasped as you felt the thick, hard bulge of his cock pressing insistently against you, even through the confines of his pants. It throbbed and pulsed, growing harder with each passing second as he rubbed himself against you like a beast in heat.

With a snarl, Builderman tore away your bottoms, the fabric ripping like paper in his clawed hands.

Cool air kissed your bare skin before the scorching heat of his cock pressed against your entrance, the swollen head already leaking with need. "I'm going to breed you, you filthy whore,"he promised darkly, his voice dripping with lust and dark promise. "Gonna fill this tight little ass with my seed until it takes, until your belly swells with my child."

Before you could even process his vulgar words, he was pushing forward, his thick cock driving into you with a single, brutal thrust. There was no gentleness, no time to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

Only the searing pain of being stretched wide around his throbbing length as he hilts himself inside you.

Each thick inch of his shaft was adorned with wicked looking barbs, catching on your sensitive walls and forcing you open wider.

He started to move, hips pumping in a relentless rhythm as he began to pound into you with vicious intensity.

His claws raked down your thighs, leaving angry red lines and blossoming cuts in their wake.

You could feel the sting of each scratch, the warmth of your blood welling up and dripping down your legs but before the pain could fully register, he was carving his initials into the tender flesh of your thigh, the sharp points digging deep and drawing blood.

He licked your thighs as he marked you, his long, serpentine tongue lapping at the crimson liquid, savoring the taste of your essence. Satisfied with his handiwork, he gripped your hips harder, claws sinking into the meat of your ass as he redoubled his efforts, hips slamming against yours with brutal force.

"Take it, you cock-hungry slut," he growled, sweat dripping down his brow as he used your body like a mere toy. "Take my cock, milk it. I know you want to be bred, want to be filled with my seed until you're dripping with it."

Your stomach clenched and churned as he fucked into you, the wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. Just as you felt your climax building, your core tightening around his pistoning length, he let out a guttural roar.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" he bellowed, slamming into you one last time, his cock erupting like a volcano deep inside your spasming channel. Scalding ropes of cum flooded your insides.

Your stomach began to swell and bloat as Builderman's thick, potent seed pumped into you, filling you to the brim and then some. You could feel each heavy spurt painting your insides, marking you as his, claiming you utterly.

The excess cum bubbled out around his pistoning shaft, drooling down your thighs to pool on the cold ground below.

But Builderman wasn't finished with you, not by a long shot. As his climax began to finish, you felt something else pushing into your stuffed, sloppy hole. Something hard and round and unmistakable.

Your eyes widened in shock and a bot of lust as you realized what it was.

"That's it take it," Builderman snarled, his eyes glinting with a manic, possessive light. "You're mine, all mine. I'm going to fill this ass with my eggs, watch your belly swell with my offspring."

Before you could protest further, he pushed forward, the hard, shelled surface of his egg catching on your battered rim.

You let out a choked sob as it popped inside, followed by another, and another. Each egg stretched you impossibly wide, your stomach beginning to bulge and swell as he bred you like a common animal.

By the time he was finished, your belly was distended, round and heavy with his clutch of eggs. You looked pregnant, ripe, ready to burst.

Builderman smirked down at you, his hands possessively cupping the curve of your swollen abdomen, feeling the shells shift beneath your skin. "There, now everyone will know you belong to me," he purred darkly, his voice a sinister rumble.

"Everyone will see you carrying my offspring, and they'll know not to touch what's mine."

He rolled his hips, his softening cock grinding against the eggs nestled deep inside you, stirring them, claimin, as he had claimed you.

You could only whimper, your body aching and sore, used in ways you had never imagined.

But even through the pain of being stuffed so full, you could feel a twisted sense of satisfaction radiating from him, a deep contentment at having conquered and possessed you so completely. You were his now.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!! <33

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