#LIKE WH. WHOAH

[cherry-bomb-ships]

Oh boyyyyy so me and tha gf recently started rewatching an anime that actually had my very first anime crush and... uh 😳 I mean lets just say I got some nostalgic feelings or something 😳👉👈

[thegnomelord]

Seeing people be nerds in your inbox is so fun because I too!! A nerd who loves marine biology as a whole, used to bring an encyclopedia to school everyday in my early days.

But something else I really like are dragons and tbh it's got me thinking

What about a reader who's just a huge fucking nerd, like he joins TF 141 as a new recruit and the first time he sets his eyes on Price he's low-key jittering because!! Whaoh dragon!! Irl!!!! So cool!!!

"wh-whoah dragon"

".. yeah, got a problem lad?"

*rips off sleeve, revealing a dragon tattoo and furiously pointing at it* "I love.. dragon"

Like homie's too excited to realize how fucking weird it is to just, when you meet your new superior you just show him that you have a tattoo of his species.

Imagine asking him dragon related questions to see if the mythology books he collected when he was little said how dragons r was true.

So sorry this was like too silly or comedic or like unserious 😔😔 I just think dragons r cool

-🐙

Okay this is so cute because that would 1000000% be me like I was the biggest dragon nerd and still am.

But like:

Price doesn't know what your problem is. From the way you constantly look at him he ends up thinking you're some kind of fetishist or just see him an animal in the zoo, meant to be stared and pointed at.

He doesn't like the way he can feel your eyes watching his every move, every little twitch of his wing or move of his muscles would have his brain tingling with the sensation of your eyes on him. It was unnerving, and with all the shite on his plate Price didn't need to have you ogling him.

He isn't the least bit pleased when he calls you to his office, the butt of his cigar burning an angry red as he puffs out a cloud of smoke. "What's going on with you lad?"

It's not a question. It's a demand, vibrant blue eyes staring you down.

"I just... really like dragons." You admit, feeling like a teen that got caught with a playboy mag by your parents.

"Uh, huh." He grunts, leans against his desk. "Care to elaborate about your little obsession."

You can feel heat burn at your cheeks at his words, embarrassment gnawing on your gut. "It's nothing like that cap! I just, dragons are cool alright? And I just-" You attempt to explain to him how you just really like dragons, from when you were a little boy you loved learning all you could.

And Price listens to you, continuing to smoke his cigar while you ramble on and on, and he can't hide the fact that a small part of him is a little bit intrigued by the sheer passion in your voice.

"That so?" Price finally cuts off your rambling, a low rumble rolling in his throat, his inner dragon preening at the way you look at him, pupils dilated, heat obvious on your scent.

His wing spreads out a bit, making him look bigger, the bulge in his pants obvious. "Then how about I give you a hands on education?"

[shieldofiron]

Vibe Check Part 3: Quid Pro Bro

The Frat Boy Au, Part 3

Read Previous on Ao3 or tumblr.

Steve wakes almost falling out of a chair.

He blinks, looking around the empty lecture hall and then finally looking up at the girl who’s still shaking him.

“Hey, yo, I’m up, I’m awake!” He wriggled out of her iron grip.

“You have to leave.”

“When did I pass out?”

The girl scoffs rolling her eyes hard, “Like halfway through the lecture, dingus. You snore, by the way.”

“I do not!” He snapped. Billy’s never said anything, and they’d roomed together all of last year.

“Oh yeah,” she nodded, crossing her arms. “Drool too.”

Steve just began to gather his books, “Why are you even here? Just let me drool.”

“I’m the TA,” She smirked. “And I didn’t want to be caught grading your absolutely half baked paper.”

“Yeah,” he smirked right back, giving her a little of the patented Harrington sparkle. “A likely excuse.”

She just huffs, heading back to the front of the room and gathering some papers, “you try to help a guy.”

“Want me to walk you home?” He glanced at his watch. “Kinda late.”

“I live off campus.”

“Your car, then.”

She blinks at him, “you’re not getting in my pants.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m gay.”

“And I’m just offering a walk home,” Steve shook his head, “you try to help a girl.”

She pauses, “you’re serious. You don��t have to do that.”

He nods, “yeah I am, dude, it’s like 9 pm. I’m not gonna let you walk home alone.”

She’s pretty, short hair sort of messy around her freckled face, which morphs slowly from a scowl into a more confused expression.

“Okay, I guess.”

“You thought I would just leave you in the lurch?”

“Not-“ She just laughs and shakes her head. “Fine, dingus. Prove to me that frat boys aren’t all the same.”

“We’re not!”

“Your taking a nap during the lecture non withstanding. Like it wasn’t even during a film day.”

Steve massaged the back of his neck, “My neighbor at the house has this girlfriend, she’s like a banshee. We didn’t sleep at all last night.”

She swung a multicolored patchwork tote bag onto her shoulder, “Can’t you just outbang him? Fight fire with fire?”

Steve’s brows rose as he scrambled to shove his notes into his backpack. “Whoah, I didn’t expect you to say that!”

She giggles, “I’m a TA not a nun.”

“Fair enough. How do you get to be a TA anyway?” He holds open the heavy metal door as she sails past, her tote bag hitting him hard in the solar plexus as she did.

“Sorry,” She says. “You take enough of Herman’s classes that he starts to remember your face. It’s a blessing and a curse, I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. And the pay is dismal.”

“You get paid too?” He followed her down the hallway and out into the brisk fall air.

“I thought frat boys had all the money for keg parties and togas and house dues and lawsuits…”

“Not all of us,” He scoffs, as if he isn’t absolutely the exact type of guy she’s talking about. “It’s always good to let the brothers know about stuff like this.”

She rolls her eyes, “I can’t believe you actually talk like that.”

“What? Brothers?”

“Yeah,” she raises one shoulder. “Isn’t your boyfriend one of your brothers? Isn’t that a bit creepy?”

At first he thinks it’s the fall wind. That whooshing sound.

“What?” He realizes he’s frozen, locked to the spot in his adidas slides, staring at a tree rather than her.

“Oh,” She falters in her skipping. “Did you two break up?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Uh, I don’t really know his name but he used to walk you to class last semester for Women in Film? Blonde guy with the curls? He has an embarrassing and frankly dated 80s thing going on?” She blinks at him. “God, you did break up. I’m so sorry, Steve.”

“How… wh… we’re not boyfriends,” he finally manages to stutter after a few seconds of autumn-chilled silence.

“Oh,” Her expression morphs into pity and it’s fucking awful. “I get it.”

“No, no I… we’re not like that at all. Billy and I are roommates. We’re…” he couldn’t bring himself to say brothers, his mind still scrambled. “Friends.”

“Oh.” She tips her chin down. “Sorry. My mistake.”

After another stilted second, they start to walk again with purpose towards the parking garage.

But she keeps sort of glancing over at him. Like she’s checking.

“We’re just friends,” He repeats after a moment.

“Got it.”

“Nothing going on there.”

“Okay.”

“And we’re straight.”

“Interesting how that came up last.”

“I’m fucking serious. We’re just friends.”

“Got it. Broken gaydar. It happens,” She shrugs, and he tries to do it too. Just like… no big deal.

But he can’t seem to stop wanting to say it. They’re just friends. How could anyone read them as anything else.

The more he thinks about it the funnier it seems. Of course nothing is going on, it’s so crazy that she thought so. He’ll have to tell Billy, even though the idea makes him feel like he has a nest of angry scorpions in his stomach.

Finally, they turn sharply for the nearest dorm, just past the garage near the theatre building.

“I thought you said you lived off campus.”

“I thought you might be a serial killer. I don’t know which one of us is more disappointed.”

He laughed through his choked throat. “I’m Steve, by the way.”

“I know. You’re Steve ‘the Hair’ Harrington. You’re the party chair for Theta House and you’re like,” she puts on a silly high voice, “so cute.”

“And straight.”

“And straight, that too,” she giggles a little nervously. “I’m Robin Buckley. We’ve had classes together for two years.”

He rocks back on his heels, “you did the John Waters short for Dr Casey’s class. That shit was legit.”

“That’s me,” She smiled, “sorry about confusing you and you’re friend earlier. You’re just so… anyway. See you next time.”

“See you next time, Robin,” He says.

The whole way back to the house he can’t shake the feeling. Like a leaf blowing on the back of his leg he’s jumpy, sure he’s feeling spiders and skeletons.

He whips out his phone and dials the first number he can think of. Surely it will all just seem like a joke tomorrow. A harmless mistake.

“Hey,” Billy picks up on the second ring.

And it’s like all the words in the world have dried up in his throat and he can’t speak for the corpses. He just makes a little aborted wheeze.

“Stevie? What’s up?” Billy asks.

“D-do… do I snore?” He asks, not even sure where that came from.

“A little. But it’s cute. Why, is some girl giving you grief?”

Steve is so nervous he just up and disconnects the call. The wind blows at the name of his neck and his whole body breaks out in goosebumps.

[lavendarlily]

42 pitch pearl

THIS ONE REALLY GOT AWAY FROM ME BUT I LOVE IT

42. dragging the other with them, holding their hand

The annual carnival had finally made its way back to Amity Park for the weekend. Game booths and rickety rides decorated the community park and brought a colorful glow to the summer night. 

It was late enough that most of the younger children had gone home already, leaving the teens of Amity Park to relish in a night of limited supervision. There was nothing like the feeling of freedom that a summer night brought. 

Danny loved it.

He tugged on his boyfriend’s hand, who was getting caught up in the lights and the sounds and the smells. He laughed, trying to read Phantom’s expression through his thorough disguise. A brimmed hat covered his head and a mask hid most of his telling features on his face. As long as his eyes didn’t glow too much, they could maybe get away with it. Danny had to beg him to come, but he understood the hesitation in going out in public. Because of fans and haters alike, it was hard for Phantom to be in crowded places. Add that to the fact that no one knew about their relationship (except for Sam and Tucker of course), it was nearly impossible for them to do things together like this.

Needless to say, tonight had to be perfect.

“What do you wanna do first?” Danny asked as they walked around the fairgrounds. “There’s the Cyclone coaster, or the Zero Gravity ride. I really like-”

“What is that?!” Phantom cried, tugging Danny through the crowd. Danny nearly tripped on his own feet with how fast he was being dragged. Phantom led them to a ride with a short line and cutesy sign over the entrance. Danny grimaced when he realized where they’d ended up.

“The Loopy Ladybugs?” he asked, giving his boyfriend the side-eye. 

His words were lost to Phantom, whose focus was solely on the spinning bugs in front of them. 

“I wanna do this one,” he said, plain and simple.

Danny was about to protest that this ride was for children, but he bit his tongue. Not only was this their one night to do something together, but it was also one of the few opportunities Phantom got to experience normal human activities. He suddenly felt guilty, but shook it off and put on his best smile. 

“Yeah. Let’s do it.”

The operator opened up the gate and Phantom bolted to the nearest car. Danny chuckled as he lightly jogged to catch up. The other boy had chosen a bright purple bug for them and was impatiently waiting for the ride to start.

Danny had barely stepped foot into the car when Phantom started firing off questions. “How does this work? How fast does it go? Will other people bump into us?” He took a seat across from the ghost and explained the mechanics of the ride - all you had to do was spin the wheel in the middle to make the cart spin however fast you wanted to.

Phantom’s eyes gleamed in excitement. Danny gulped. 

The operator came by to shut the car door and after announcing the rules, started the ride. Immediately Phantom grabbed at the wheel and used his more-than-human strength to get their car spinning like his after-life depended on it. 

“Wh-whoah, Phantom. That’s- oh god. I’m gonna-.” 

Danny began feeling his dinner making its way back up his throat. His face may have been just as green as Phantom’s at that point. 

The other boy hardly noticed Danny’s motion sickness. He was completely giddy, hair blowing in the wind, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he laughed in amusement. 

If Danny didn’t feel so nauseous, he probably would have had to resist the urge to kiss him. 

Soon (but not soon enough) the ride began to slow, despite Phantom’s protests. The doors unlocked and Danny woozily stood, grasping onto the sides, gulping for air. Phantom hopped out gracefully, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“What next?”

Danny was hunched over, and held up a finger. “One…one second,” he breathed. 

Ignoring this, Phantom grabbed one of Danny’s hands and pulled him through the exit and back into the middle of the fairgrounds. His eyes searched hungrily for their next activity.

“There! Let’s do that!” He pointed animatedly towards a game booth with the hand that wasn’t clutching Danny’s, and sped towards it. It was one of those strength-testing games, where you hit a target and it sent a ball up towards a bell. 

Phantom faltered. “Uh, what is that?”

Danny followed his gaze and busted out laughing. On the wall of prizes was a comically large stuffed animal that resembled Amity Park’s own ghostly hero. 

“No way! Oh my- this is too good,” Danny managed to get out between laughs. He pulled out his phone. “Here, here. You gotta stand in front of it and-.” There were tears in his eyes at this point. 

Phantom narrowed his eyes. “You know what?” He marched up to the carny and paid for a turn. With ease and a smug look on his face, he brought the hammer down and elicited a *ding!* from the game. He pointed to the stuffed prize and returned to Danny’s side, holding out the squishy Phantom look-a-like for him to take. 

“It’s for you. So you can cuddle it when I’m not around.”

Danny felt his face flush. “This thing is huge! How am I supposed to lug it around?” He protested, but grabbed it anyway.

“Sounds like a you problem,” Phantom replied, shrugging his shoulders. He held out his hand, which Danny took while struggling to carry the plush in his other hand. 

They (now including plush Phantom) hit the other necessary attractions: the rollercoaster, fun house, and those weird track rides that most people just went on to make out in the dark. 

Danny checked the time. “It’s getting late,” he said. “My parents will be expecting me home soon.”

“One last ride?” Phantom asked, pleading. 

“Yes, but I get to choose this time,” Danny replied. “And you can’t go to a carnival without going on the Ferris Wheel.” 

The two (three?) of them walked towards the large wheel that lit up the night. When it was their turn to board, Danny frantically searched for a place to put Phantom’s prize. 

“Sorry kid. You gotta take it with you,” the operator said. 

Danny scowled. 

Both boys piled into the cart, with the plushie squished between them. Romantic. Danny took a deep breath to rid his annoyance, and craned his neck so he could see his boyfriend, giving him a soft smile.

“I had a lot of fun tonight,” he said. 

Phantom briefly removed his mask so he could return the smile. “Me too. I wish we could do this more.”

“I know. But it’s even more special because of it.”

A cold hand reached for his, and Danny gave it a squeeze. “I wish I could kiss you right now.”

Phantom chuckled. “What do you mean? I’m right there.”

Taking the joke further, Danny leaned over and planted a kiss on the plush, making exaggerated noises and his faux-made out with it.

“Okay, Daniel. Don’t push it,” Phantom said, a disapproving tone in his voice. 

“I dunno, he’s a much better kisser than you,” Danny replied.

Phantom’s eyes flared. “Oh, just you wait. When we get home-”

The ride stopped, their cart at the bottom of the wheel, and the operator opened the door to let them out. It took all three of them to pull out the plushie, which had gotten jammed under the bar. 

They walked out of the carnival, and making sure it was safe, Phantom made no hesitation in scooping Danny into his arms and flying them home. He made sure then that Danny knew who the better kisser was, and, once they tired themselves out, they cuddled up in Danny’s twin size bed. 

“I think we have room for one more,” Danny joked, looking towards the plush that sat on the ground of his bedroom. 

“I swear, I will regret getting that for the rest of your life.”

Danny laughed, then pecked his boyfriend on the nose. He loved the carnival.

[sugarcreambiteskingdom]

Ok so here is Hazelnut Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Cream Oreo Cookie's Backstory....

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Cream Oreo Cookie

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??? Cookie: Hello? Hello? Are you okay Mister or Miss?

They asked as they used there staff to poke the unconscious Cookie who slowly moved and opens it's eyes...

They slowly sat up and rubbed the back of there head as they groaned

??? Cookie: Wh-who...?

wh-where...?

Where am I...?

They asked as they looked at there surroundings

And who are you?

They asked in a confuse way as they then look at the short little...Cookie?

No...

That's not right...?

Right?

Custard Cookie |||: Hello my fellow Cookie!

My name is Custard Cookie |||!

And who might you be?

??? Cookie: Oh! I-I uhm...I...

They looked around trying to come up with a name...

Why can't they remember there own name?

Also did he just said "Cookie?"

??? Cookie: My name is...uh...

They then got a glanced of there hair and there clothes...

They look like an edible Cookies and Cream Flavored Ice Cream...

Oh! That's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie: My name is...Cream... Oreo...Cookie..!

Y-yeah that's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie

She giggled nervously

Custard Cookie |||: What a Wonderful name for a wonderful Young Lady!

If I may ask...

Why are you sleeping in the middle of nowhere in the forest?

Cream Oreo Cookie: I could ask you the same thing

Custard Cookie |||: Well I'm on a quest to build my own kingdom!

For you see I am royalty because only royalties and the nobles of noble have the name "The Third" in it

Cream Oreo Cookie: That's not how..

Actually, Nevermind

I don't wanna ask

And also aren't you way too young to go alone?

Custard Cookie |||: No comment but What about you?

What are you doing here in the forest alone?

He asked with his head tilted a bit to the left

Cream Oreo Cookie: Since you don't wanna answer m first question then I will also have No Comment on this question of yours CC

She crosses her arms

Custard Cookie |||: Okay that's fair

Also I'm fine with any nicknames but...can you put "The Third" there?

Cream Oreo Cookie: No

She answered as she stood up and put her hands in her Jacket's Pockets

Custard Cookie |||: Okay Fine, But anyways

Wanna come along with me to this quest of mine?

My fellow servant!

He asked with enthusiasm with his staff pointed up high to the sky

Cream Oreo Cookie: Sure but please don't call me that-

Custard Cookie |||: Haza! Come now Fellow Servant!

Let's go find a place to put my newly Kingdom!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Whatever...

She sighs following the young Cookie

Custard Cookie |||: That's great! Now onwards!

2 weeks later...

Custard Cookie |||: Shoo! Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle!

He shouted trying to make the little cake creature leave him and Cream Oreo Cookie alone who only watched in amusement with her arms crossed

Cream Oreo Cookie: Heh, They like the way you taste CC

I bet there going to turn you into Jelly Meat

She chuckled

Custard Cookie |||: How DARE you! I'm no food!

He shouted after finally making them leave

Suddenly...

A new Cake Monster emerge and they happened to have a crown on there head

Custard Cookie |||: Whoah!

A cake puppy!

And your wearing a crown!

Wait-

Don't tell me!

ARE YOU LIKE, ROYAL???

ARE YOU NOBLE JUST LIKE ME?!

This peaked Cream Oreo Cookie's interest as she went to her knees to try and pet the said Cake Puppy

For some reason...

Petting the little Cake Puppy familiar to her...

Cream Oreo Cookie: I think there just a normal Cake Puppy, CC

The Cake Puppy then jumped on him and started licking him which made Cream Oreo Cookie a bit jealous

Custard Cookie |||: He he he! Stop! Seriously!

THAT TICKLES!

He continues to laugh

But then they started to bite

Custard Cookie |||: Ha ha ha! YOWCH! No biting! Ha ha!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Oh don't worry CC

It's just playful biting

She said petting the cake puppy and was also getting licked by which made her giggle...

This feeling was so...familiar to her...

Why is that?

??? Cookie: The Cake Hound!

There it is!

A Cookie suddenly shouted from behind the two

Because of that the Cake Puppy or well Cake Hound

Ran

Custard Cookie |||: Oh, Cute Puppy !

Where are you going!

He started chasing after them

Cream Oreo Cookie: CC!

Ugh, Wait!

Don't follow them!

Your going to get lost!

She run and immediately grabbed his arm before he gets away and follow the Cake Hound through the thick forest and get lost

Custard Cookie |||: Aww...

He said sadly

??? Cookie: Escaped Again...

She sighed

??? Cookie: Ahem...please?

Custard Cookie ||| then got his attention towards the new Cookie and immediately forgotten the Cake Hound they encountered

Custard Cookie |||: O-ho! Ha ha!

Greetings, my faithful and-

VERY handsome and VERY cute Cookies!

It's so wonderful to meet you!

He stood his right foot up on a small tree stomp while the other is on a small piece of log half buried onto the ground

I am Custard Cookie The Third!

"The Third" by the way being extremely important, and super-cool

A certain Cookie pretends to cough and spat out

Cream Oreo Cookie: Not really

Before coughing again

He ignores her

Custard Cookie |||: IS IT NOT NOBLE?

IT'S BECAUSE I'M NOBLE!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope

She coughs again

He ignores her again

Custard Cookie |||: Yup, yours truly is from a long, long line of amazingly NOTABLE NOBLES!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Doubt it

She yet again pretended to cough again

Custard Cookie |||: OH JUST HUSH YOU!

He shouted finally being fed up with her shenanigans and sighs

Anyways...

I'm searching for land to build my future kingdom on!

These lands look positively, possibly perfect!!

And as YOUR king, I will rule JUST and FAIR-

Don't forget I'm "The Third", k?

It's very important!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope-

Custard Cookie |||: CREAM OREO COOKIE!

She chuckled

??? Cookie: Wow! At last, we'll have ourselves a real KING!

??? Cookie: Er-What? But-

I can't believe what your saying...!?

??? Cookie: Aw Wizard Cookie...

He can't handle the great news!

What a sweetheart.

Wizard Cookie: No, No, No!!! It's just- I'm- HUNGRY.

That's it.

Yeah.

??? Cookie: Same here actually...

??? Cookie: That's right...

We haven't eaten since the whole witch thing!

That was pretty bad...

Cream Oreo Cookie's POV: Witch...?

Why does that word...

Sound so familiar...?

Sugar Gnome: Have a Star Jelly Good Cookies!

Not only sweet, but also highly nutritious!

Doo-ba-dup!

??? Cookie: Don't mind if I do!

Gingerbrave: Oh and Uh...

By the way

My name is Gingerbrave and Over here is my Sister Gingerbright, Her Girlfriend Strawberry Cookie and My Boyfriend Wizard Cookie

Wizard Cookie: Hello yes, yes..

Strawberry Cookie: It's nice to meet you two

Gingerbright Cookie: We're glad to have you guys on board!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Yeah...Cool...

She said a bit skeptical about the word "Witch" and to where this 4 Cookie's came from...

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Hazelnut Cookie

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??? Cookie POV: Everything.. hurts...

Ugh....

What happened...?

Where am I...?

???? Cookie(1): Your Majesty! Don't come near them!

They might be a stray beast ready to attack!

???? Cookie(2): Yes your majesty! Let's go back to the kingdom and rest after the long expedition around Beast-Yeast

??? Cookie POV: Beast...Yeast?...

What?

??? Cookie(3): Do not worry Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie for I know what I'm doing...

The Mysterious Cookie then walked towards the bushes and as he split the bushes away from eachother to discover a Young Angel Cookie on the ground scared...

The Faerie Cookie smiled softly as he walked closer and got on one knee

??? Cookie(3): Hello there young Cookie...

Are you lost?

What are you doing here all alone in a such dangerous place?

Where are your parents?

He asked...

The young Cookie tried to speak but as they tried to speak no words came out which cause the little young Cookie shocked for they know for sure they can speak before(?) and had a voice but now...

They don't...

They tried and tried again but only small noises came out as if she was mute

This made the young Cookie sad and started to cry

The Faerie got worried and tried to soothe the young one

??? Cookie(3): Don't cry young one for your tears will only cover your adorable and beautiful smile

Soon after Mercurial Knight Cookie alongside Silverbell Cookie came and inspected what was happening and saw the little young one

Mercurial Knight Cookie: A Child...?

What is a child doing here...?

Silverbell Cookie: Oh dear...

The poor Cookie must be so lost and scared right now

??? Cookie: Let's take her back to the kingdom

The poor angel might be so hungry, tired and scared for being in a place such as this...

Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie: Yes Elder Faerie Cookie!

??? Cookie POV: Elder Faerie Cookie...?

Elder Faerie Cookie: Come now Child

Let's go...

But first...

May I ask your name?

She wanted to speak but then stops since she will only speak in small noises

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh...Ofcourse

I forgot...

Hm...

Try and write it on the ground if you can unless...

You know Sign Language?

She then immediately got invested in the idea and immediately looked around her surroundings to see a small sharp rock to use to write her name...

Unfortunately she doesn't know her real name is...

But before she starts writing she scratched her head until she felt something on it...

As she reached over her left pigtail...

She realized that her Hair Tie is not what it seems to be and as she took it out and examine it

She immediately thought a name of her...

"Hazelnut Cookie"

Elder Faerie Cookie: Hazelnut Cookie...

What a beautiful name young one

Come now

Let's bring you to a much more safer place and maybe my wife could help you learn sign language so you won't have to write on the ground or on some piece of paper

Silverbell Cookie: I could also help with that Your Majesty!

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh? Well that's nice

Please do

If you can

Silverbell Cookie: Yes Your Majesty!

He saluted

Hazelnut Cookie smiled and stood up and so did Elder Faerie Cookie

He then offered his hand which Hazelnut Cookie slowly accepted and smiled widely but before they leave

Mercurial Knight Cookie gave Hazelnut Cookie a Brown Teddy Bear

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Is this yours?

He asked after picking it up next to where she fell

She then looked at this and took it and smiled widely up at him

Mercurial Knight Cookie nodded once before going to the other 10 guards waiting behind them

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Back to position and let's get back to the Silver Tree Kingdom!

He shouted in command which startled Hazelnut Cookie a bit which made Elder Faerie chuckled

Elder Faerie Cookie: Don't worry young one

That's just how he is since he is the Captain of the Silver Knight Cookie's

Hazelnut Cookie was amazed and giggled happily and walked beside Elder Faerie Cookie while holding his hand

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They woke up in a green fiery crater with cracks of...acid...?

Green soda...acid?

And was immediately and suddenly was filled with anger...

They sat up and immediately was met with a little Cookie flying with there arms crossed...

??? Cookie: HEY! WHAT GIVES!? YOU SCARED MY VICTIMS!

THEY WE'RE SUPPOSED TO GET SCARED AND PRANKED BY ME!

NOT YOU!

He shouted...

Before they could speak they we're cut off by him again

??? Cookie: Wait a minute...

Your a demon too?

They seemed surprised a bit from what he said but they didn't showed it on there face and continues to have a blank one while they start to went ahead and looked at there green-ish demon wings and there tail they didn't even noticed that was swaying slowly and same goes for there green horns...

??? Cookie: Huh...

It's been awhile since I've seen an actual demon other than me...

Hm...

Okay then newbie

The names

Devil Cookie

What about you?

They looked at him for while and it was dead silent until they finally spoke after observing there surroundings of cracks o nthe ground with green like soda acid glowing...?

Dew Pop Cookie: Dew Pop...

The name's

Dew Pop Cookie

They said monotoned

Devil Cookie: Well I wouldn't say it was nice to meet ya but anyways your my new minion now that your in MY Territory and do what I say

Dew Pop Cookie: No, But I will stay here

She said putting her hands behind her head and walking towards the abandoned castle Devil Cookie was staying at

Devil Cookie: Do what I say or else!

Dew Pop Cookie: OR ELSE WHAT?

She said looking back at him with all of a sudden got her whole body go up in green flames and her sclera turning black

She herself was a bit surprise for what happened with her body turning to flames but quickly dismissed it to gain dominance over the small Cookie

Devil Cookie: Uh- N-nevermind, Just stay or whatever

Just don't touch my stuff!

He said seeing how the Demon Cookie infront of him is much older and probably is much more powerful than him...

Dew Pop Cookie: Thought so...

She continues to walk towards the castle with her hands going back behind her head

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Cream Oreo Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Hazelnut Cookie:

Who...Am...I?

Why can't I remember?

[sunny6677]

Spooky Month: The Dating Sim

Part 6

(I'm mainly just doing this because it's fun to watch, but this is basically a spooky month interactive thing/poll which is kinda like a dating sim. Of course, only the adult characters can be your love interests. So do take that in mind.)

(Also I'm kind of struggling on whether or not Radford should be a love interest? I'm mainly saying this just because he hasn't shown up that much and I have no actual idea of what his personality might be like. And I'll also feel embarrassed if I end up being completely wrong about his personality if he appears in later episodes. /lh)

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You decided you'd go and check out The Theater.

You went back inside of your car, and you revved the engines. Once the car had started, you began to drive over to where you remembered The Theater being. As you did, you saw plenty of sights outside of your window. Sights of children playing with one another, people walking down the street and minding their own business. This really did seem like a charming little suburban town.

You thought of Kevin again. Even if you had just met him, he seemed like a really nice guy. You wouldn't mind coming back or swinging by to help him with whatever troubled him.

As you drove along the street, you spotted The Theater in the distance. It was there, looming slightly with its glowing yellow lights. Yet it looked like any other movie theater. Strangely, it was beautiful in its own way. There were posters of upcoming movies on the outside walls, though none of them were ones you were particularly interested in.

And yet, you decided that since you came to check it out despite not going to see any actual movie, you would at least take a look at the main area and then leave. So, you parked your car in an empty spot. Once you stopped your car, you got out of it, and locked it tightly to ensure that no one would attempt any sort of break in.

Once you had done so, you endured the cold air of the outside and began to walk toward the entrance. The entrance was hard to peer into, so you couldn't exactly tell what was behind it or not. As you inched closer to the door, you could feel your heart pounding, as if it were telling you to take a step back. You didn't listen, confused as to why you felt the way you did.

You reached out your hand to clench around the handle once you took a step closer to the door, but then, the door opened.

Upon instinct, you practically flew back. Your legs wobbled from the sudden sheer force of gravity, but it was already too patr to stop yourself from falling. You began to feel your body slowly dipping downwards onto the ground, and you were ready to brace for the fall completely and look like a complete idiot in front of whoever had opened the door.

"Wh—Whoah!" A feminine voice uttered in a panicked tone. And before you knew it.. you suddenly stopped falling. You still had your eyes tightly clenched shut, but it only took a few seconds for you to realize that you felt something. Two sensations around your waist.

Someone had stopped you from falling, and obviously, that had been whoever had opened the door.

You slowly opened your eyes, your vision seeming a little blurry due to the lights. But among those lights, you made out a figure. A feminine figure in fact. Long purple hair, a beautiful face, a dark purple dress with an even darker purple v neck line. The dresses waist part was an even darker purple as well. And even their leggings had been a shade of purple. They even seemed to be wearing boots as well.

It was only now that you realized that.. it had been a woman who saved you. A very beautiful woman in fact. You could make out a smaller figure who.. seemed to be in a skeleton costume staring up in awe from beside her, most likely her kid or some other relative.

Even so.. you weren't exactly sure what to say.

The woman then widened her eyes, seemingly noticing the somewhat awkward position you were both in. She stumbled to a straighter position, and she slowly lifted you up. "O—Oh! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She asked.

You had now been back on your feet, and her hands slowly slipped off of your waist.

[cookie-run-kingdom-story]

EPISODE 15: DREAM EXPRESS

*Clink… clink…* *Krrrrah…*

…peril. The City of Wizards… is in great peril. I must await the moonrise… Until then, open my eyes I shall not. I need your help to protect the city.

Moonlight Cookie: A Cookie of bravery unheard…!

GingerBrave: Hey, everyone! This road will lead us straight to the City of Wizards! GingerBrave: WH… WHOAH! CHECK THIS OUT! That’s one GIANT rock! Wizard Cookie: Rock? This is not a rock. Come on! It’s a wizard statue, don’t you see?! Strawberry Cookie: S-so thrilling…! Wizard Cookie: No no no, this is only the beginning! See? Over there! Under the moon! Strawberry Cookie: Wow… The crescent moon is so big and pretty tonight…! Wizard Cookie: NO! Below it! We are gazing upon the fabled… the magnificent…! CITY OF WIZARDS! GingerBrave: WHOAH…! Stunning! Strawberry Cookie: It looks a bit… lonely, don’t you think…? GingerBrave: Now that we see our goal, let’s run! The faster we get there, the better! GingerBrave: C’mon, let’s find Moonlight Cookie! Cookies: Woohoo!

After a few moments…

GingerBrave: Ugh… Why am I so tired… Wizard Cookie: I’m absolutely positive we’ve passed this magic rune before…! Strawberry Cookie: We must be running in circles… Wizard Cookie: How much time has passed?! It makes zero sense! Unless… a protective incantation prevents us from reaching the City! Strawberry Cookie: But how will we meet Moonlight Cookie if we can’t even get inside…? GingerBrave: No, this won’t do! Without Moonlight Cookie’s help we won’t be able to defeat Dark Enchantress Cookie…! Wizard Cookie: They won’t let us inside? Won’t let ME inside?! That’s… that’s unheard of! Wizard Cookie: Hm, I wonder… What exactly is going on here? Strawberry Cookie: GingerBrave, Wizard Cookie… I… Strawberry Cookie: I must’ve walked too much… Suddenly, I feel… so… sleepy… Collapsing Sound: *crash* GingerBrave: S-Strawberry Cookie?! Wizard Cookie: Strawberry Cookie fell asleep…? What’s… going… Wizard Cookie: My eyelids are… so heavy… Too heavy… Collapsing Sound: *crash* GingerBrave: Huh…? Strawberry Cookie? Wizard Cookie?! GingerBrave: C’mon! Stop fooling around! What’s going on…? GingerBrave: …Huh…? GingerBrave: What… Why am I… so… tired…? GingerBrave: Sleepy… Sleep… Collapsing Sound: *crash*

Wizard Cookie: …GingerBrave! GINGERBRAVE! Wake up! Wizard Cookie: Strawberry Cookie, come over here and give me a hand! Strawberry Cookie: O-okay! M-maybe he’ll wake up if I hit him with my lollipop…! Wizard Cookie: Good thinking! And if that doesn’t help, my magic lightning will surely do the job! GingerBrave: HUH? WHAT? NO LIGHTNING PLEASE!

Wizard Cookie: FINALLY! I was about to start chanting, you know! GingerBrave: You what…? What is this place? A… train station? Strawberry Cookie: When we woke up, we were just… here. GingerBrave: WHOAH…! Would you look at that! So many platforms and signs! GingerBrave: And trains…! We can go anywhere! Strawberry Cookie: Look over there…! They have snacks too…!

Snack Merchant: Wonder Nap Lollipops, Ever-Wake Gummies! Buy one, get one for free! GingerBrave: I’ve never tried sweets like that! Can I have one?! Excited Traveler: This is gonna be the best trip ever! But… did I overpack? Mumbling Traveler: Grumble mumble… Wonder which dream it’s gonna be… Mumble… GingerBrave: Look how many travelers there are! I almost wish we weren’t on a mission, he he… Wizard Cookie: Come back down to Earthbread, GingerBrave! Wizard Cookie: We haven’t the slightest idea where we are! GingerBrave: We don’t? GingerBrave: I thought you brought me while I was asleep! Strawberry Cookie: As I said… We were just here when we… Wizard Cookie: Look here! There are stars and moons pictured all over the station…! Wizard Cookie: This is nothing more than an educated guess, but I am assuming this place might have something to do with the City of Wizards…! GingerBrave: Is this… a MAGIC TRAIN STATION? GingerBrave: Maybe one of these trains will get us to the City?! Wizard Cookie: *Sigh* There’s no way it will be THAT easy. Strawberry Cookie: Why don’t we ask the station attendant over there…

Trembling Station Attendant: Um… Uh… H-h-h-h-hello! A-a-a-re you t-t-t-t-rying to r-r-reach t-t-the City of W-w-w-izards? Trembling Station Attendant: Um… T-t-t-thing is… Yes! W-w-well, y-you can t-t-take that t-t-train over t-t-there! GingerBrave: See! It was THAT easy! Let’s go!

*Choo choo*

Trembling Station Attendant: T-t-the train is ab-b-bout to d-d-depart! P-p-please h-h-hurry! Strawberry Cookie: Oh…! Thanks…! Trembling Station Attendant: W-w-w-we wish you a p-p-p-pleasant t-trip! Trembling Station Attendant: …O-o-oh dear…! I j-j-just remembered! Trembling Station Attendant: The C-C-City of Wizards was s-s-sealed off with t-t-the D-Dream Barrier! T-t-trains don’t g-go t-t-there anymore…! Trembling Station Attendant: O-o-oh dear! I-I-I’M S-S-S-SORRY!

Train Sounds: *Klink… klink…* GingerBrave: WHOAH! I’ve never been on a train before! I knew I should’ve brought those Wonder Nap Lollipops! Wizard Cookie: Don’t forget: we have a VERY important task at hand! We must reach the City of Wizards and find Moonlight Cookie! GingerBrave: Sure sure! I know…! GingerBrave: Whoah ho ho! Look at that fancy Cookie! Must be the train conductor! Wizard Cookie: *Sigh* Never a dull moment, is there…

Milky Way Cookie: Yawn… Looks like the train just left the station. Right, time to get to work…! Milky Way Cookie: Choo choo… *Ahem, ahem* Thank you for choosing the Sugarcloud Express… Milky Way Cookie: Our train goes to… Welp, it’s definitely written down somewhere so make sure to read your tickets carefully! Milky Way Cookie: But first! Ticket inspections… Please have your tickets at the ready and all… GingerBrave: Did she say “tickets?!” Wizard Cookie: Nobody mentioned any “tickets!” Strawberry Cookie: Oh no… The station attendant only told us to run… He didn’t tell us about the tickets… Milky Way Cookie: Huh? You there! The “flat” triple compartment! Milky Way Cookie: Ticket inspection! I need to see your tickets. May I? Pretty please…? GingerBrave: Um… You see… We don’t exactly… have tickets… Milky Way Cookie: Oh, come on! Is it “really” your first time in the World of Dreams…? Milky Way Cookie: Check your pockets, will ya? GingerBrave: Pockets…? OH! TICKETS?! Wizard Cookie: Huh… Wow did… What? Did you say “the World of Dreams?” Milky Way Cookie: Huh…? No wonder you look so flat! Is it “indeed” your first train ride…? Milky Way Cookie: Oh well. Guess I’ll have to explain…

Milky Way Cookie: Let’s see… Manual, manual, manual… Milky Way Cookie: Hm… Weird. Can’t find it. In my own words then! Wizard Cookie: I implore you… The more information, the better! Milky Way Cookie: You are in the World of Dreams… The realm of the Slumbering Moon. Milky Way Cookie: What else is there… Your humble servant here is the conductor of this very dreamy train! Wizard Cookie: I’ve never heard anything about any “World of Dreams!” I must know about it! Milky Way Cookie: Perfectly natural to not have heard of it, my flat friend! Milky Way Cookie: Can you imagine what would happen if everyone learned of the world of their dreams? CHAOS! Or something to that extent…. Strawberry Cookie: Yeah… I can see that… Milky Way Cookie: And you’re going to… Let’s see…

Milky Way Cookie: Huh?! Curious… Milky Way Cookie: You flatsters, where did you get these tickets?! Did you rob someone…? Strawberry Cookie: Did she say “flatsters…?” Wizard Cookie: Now hold on, just one moment! We didn’t even know these tickets existed! Milky Way Cookie: Right… My bad… Milky Way Cookie: I didn’t mean to come across as rude or anything… It’s just… I haven’t seen this station on a ticket in a long, long time. Strawberry Cookie: What… is it…? Milky Way Cookie: Wizard’s Way Station. Milky Way Cookie: After the opening of the City of Wizards Central Terminal, everyone forgot it existed! Milky Way Cookie: So… I just gotta ask… Are you sure you really “need” to go there…? Milky Way Cookie: Eh… How silly of me! Of course you are! After all, each and every ticket is a personal invitation from the Slumbering Moon. Strawberry Cookie: An… invitation? Milky Way Cookie: Yup! The World of Dreams is the Slumbering Moon’s domain. And this station is, you know, your gateway there! Milky Way Cookie: Which means without the invitation, no one is allowed to set foot here! Wizard Cookie: The Slumbering Moon… Why does that sound so familiar…? GingerBrave: But who is the Slumbering Moon? Can we meet them? Milky Way Cookie: Meet?! Pshhh! The Slumbering Moon is very… VERY busy. Milky Way Cookie: Besides… eh… I don’t wanna spoil the party… But there is a bigger problem, he he… Milky Way Cookie: You… Took the wrong train. Yup! GingerBrave & Co.: …WHAT?!

Milky Way Cookie: …It MAAAY be completely understandable knowing how hectic a train station CAN be… Milky Way Cookie: But what were you thinking?! No trains go THERE from OUR station! Wizard Cookie: G-good to know…! Milky Way Cookie: He he… But not to worry, pals! Milky Way Cookie: You have your tickets, which means that everything is according to the Slumbering Moon’s plan! Milky Way Cookie: And since you have your invitations and all…! Milky Way Cookie: I, Milky Way Cookie the Conductor, shall do everything in my power to help you reach your destination! GingerBrave: Erm… But how do we get there if there is no train? Milky Way Cookie: Look outside the window, will ya?

Wizard Cookie: There is a train… flying in the sky! Milky Way Cookie: That one has been… hijacked by the dream voyagers. Instead of using the railroad, they’re now flying it wherever they please! GingerBrave: WHOAH! That’s a dream come true! Wizard Cookie: But… how are we supposed to board a “flying” train?! Milky Way Cookie: I was just about to show you the way! Follow me, please.

Milky Way Cookie: Call it…”conductor’s benefits!” And for you it’s gonna be a rare opportunity to experience an Inter-train Transfer Portal! Strawberry Cookie: Wow…! Just like in my games…! Milky Way Cookie: But! There’s something to take care of before we go! Milky Way Cookie: Dear Passenger! The one going to the last station! Yes, you! Excited Traveler: Huh? Me? Milky Way Cookie: I’m honored to appoint you the new train conductor for the day! Excited Traveler: Say what?! Milky Way Cookie: What a rare chance! And you are a winner! Good luck! I believe in you…! Milky Way Cookie: As for you, my dear friends, it’s time to depart! Choo choo!

Complaining Passenger: Nonsense! NONSENSE! This window, this car… is utter NONSENSE! Fluffy Passenger: There is no need for harsh words… Why don’t we all calm down and count the sheep…! Machinelike Passenger: One sheep… Two sheep… Musician Passenger: Ah, the murmuring of the passengers, the chiming of the shooting stars, the rattling of the car… It is like one great symphony of sound! GingerBrave: WHOAH! This train is packed! Strawberry Cookie: I… I don’t like it…

Wizard Cookie: Huh! What a peculiar bunch! GingerBrave: Wizard Cookie…! You look… different! Milky Way Cookie: Huh… Yeah! Looks like it’s the dream train’s influence! Milky Way Cookie: This train is where the power of dreams is the strongest! Wizard Cookie: Heh… I don’t see much difference! What’s more important is that we’re finally on our way to Wizard’s Way Station. Right?! Milky Way Cookie: Um… Yeah… I was about to mention, he he… Milky Way Cookie: You see, we can’t just “go” wherever we want… Someone has to actually “navigate” the train! Milky Way Cookie: And, I’m afraid, it will be impossible for me ALONE to make my way through this crowd to the driver’s cabin! Wizard Cookie: Are you trying to say that… Milky Way Cookie: Simple! You’ll have to help me! Let’s go! Wizard Cookie: Seriously…? Never a dull moment…

Waiting for a Friend

“I’ll be waiting here, come rain or shine!”

Happy Cookie: I’m expecting a dear friend of mine! Happy Cookie: When will my friend come? I’ve no idea! But I’m just sure we will meet again! We made a promise, you see! Happy Cookie: Ah, the happy minutes of anticipation! My friend will be pleasantly surprised to see me waiting here. Happy Cookie: I can wait as long as needed! I just hope my friend enjoys the sight of those pretty flowers and the gorgeous sunset, and doesn’t slip or lose footing even once along the way!

A Gnome’s Dream

“Sugar Gnome’s dream vacation!”

Strawberry Cookie: Where am I…? Wizard Cookie: It’s so silent… GingerBrave: Like the Tropical Soda Islands! Strawberry Cookie: Actually, it feels… more peaceful.. Wizard Cookie: Shh! Look over there!

Sugar Gnome on Vacation?: I couldn’t help but wonder… Every time when I looked at the horizon from the kingdom… Sugar Gnome on Vacation?: I wanted to know what it felt like to just float around the sweet ocean… What does it feel like to not have a giant to-build list hovering over your head…? Sugar Gnome on Vacation?: Now I know… Sugar Gnome on Vacation?: It’s as if… I’M DREAMING! Sugar Gnome on Vacation?: I want to stay in this peaceful paradise forever! Kingdom, don’t look for me! DON’T!!!

Wizard Cookie: Hmm… Strawberry Cookie: … GingerBrave: Do you think we asked for too much? Strawberry Cookie: When we get back to the kingdom, let’s get some Sugar Soda for the Sugar Gnomes… I think they’re supposed to help with meltdowns…!

Moonlight Cabin

“Moonlit cabin of the Star Voyage Express. It feels like flying above the clouds!”

Pointy Hat Passenger: Have you heard? Apparently, many planets are veering off their orbits these days! Wild Hat Passenger: Oh dread…! How can anyone enjoy his travels with everything that’s happening?! Round Hat Passenger: This phenomenon is not limited to just the planets! Rogue trains, loose dreams, absolute madness all around!

Wizard Cookie: Huh…! What’s going on here? Strawberry Cookie: I feel… lighter… Are we in space…?! GingerBrave: Hey, wait? Where did the portal go?! Wizard Cookie: The portal! Who closed the portal?! Milky Way Cookie: No need to panic! We have to get to the driver’s cabin anyway! Don’t let all those little details distract you! Wizard Cookie: That’s… highly suspicious! GingerBrave: Are we inside or outside the train?! Everyone stay put and don’t drift away!!! GingerBrave: Wait WHOAH?! A Meat Jelly cloud! Wizard Cookie: It looks like a magically-created creature to me! Strawberry Cookie: He he…! It’s like riding a roller coaster…! I almost don’t wanna wake up…! Pointy Hat Passenger: … Wide Hat Passenger: … Round Hat Passenger: … GingerBrave: Huh? Why is everyone staring at Strawberry Cookie all of a sudden? Strawberry Cookie: Was… was it something I said…?! Lottery Passenger: The numbers!! Have you seen THE NUMBERS?! Wizard Cookie: You startled me! Are you talking to us? Lottery Passenger: Of course I’m talking to you! I want to know if you saw the numbers here! ANY NUMBERS! GingerBrave: Ehmm… I don’t think I have! Why are you asking? Lottery Passenger: Oh now… No luck again… Again and again! And here I thought I’d get the winning numbers this time!

Lottery Passenger: It’s the moonlight! It shines so bright, I can’t see any numbers! Pointy Hat Passenger: And have you heard? The entire City has been covered with the Dream Barrier! Wide Hat Passenger: Oh dread…! That’s why the moonlight is so bright these days! Round Hat Passenger: The City is doomed… GingerBrave: The Dream… Barrier? Wizard Cookie: No doubt they’re talking about the City of Wizards! It seems the situation there is even worse than I expected! GingerBrave: We need to get to the next car!

GingerBrave: Look! More passengers! Logical Scholar Passenger: From the times of old, the peach has been associated with a child’s good health. Ergo, seeing a peach in the shape of a pig’s face is a good omen! Enthusiastic Scholar Passenger: Nonsense! Do you not know a pig’s face can mean nothing else but the dreamer’s desire for wealth and riches? Enthusiastic Scholar Passenger: A peach in that shape is absolutely and positively a sign of financial luck! Logical Scholar Passenger: No, no, and no! It doesn’t matter what shape it’s in! A peach, when peeled, is still a regular peach! Strawberry Cookie: Looks like they are debating on how to interpret a dream… Wizard Cookie: And with such enthusiasm! Milky Way Cookie: Look how far we’ve got together! Milky Way Cookie: Everyone, come here! I bet you’re gonna like this car!

Food Cart Vendor: Snacks! Getcha snacks! Would you like a snack? We have everything! Strawberry Cookie: Looks like this is the dining car… Food Cart Vendor: A bottle of SomniSoda for an everlasting slumber? Or, perhaps, a pack of Starflour Crisps? GingerBrave: Starflour Crisps? Sounds yummy! GingerBrave: Speaking of yummy…! I just realized how hungry I am! Let’s all grab a bite. Milky Way Cookie: Sounds like a plan! There’s an empty table oooover there!

*craaaaaash*

Milky Way Cookie: Gah?! Wizard Cookie: Let me get this straight… A planet just… crashed into the middle of a train car?! Food Cart Vendor: Gaaaah! G-get up! We all must evacuaaaate! Milky Way Cookie: Ouch…!!! Normally, the Slumbering Moon makes sure such… Incidents never happen! Milky Way Cookie: What… what’s the matter…?! Milky Way Cookie: Choo choo! All passengers! Calm down! Do NOT panic! GingerBrave: We can help you with that! Let’s get to work, Cookies!

Strawberry Cookie: …Is it over? Wizard Cookie: Nothing is impossible with the might of Magic on our side! He he. Milky Way Cookie: PHEW! Good job, everyone! Strawberry Cookie: Huh… Look! Wizard Cookie: A cabin below a cabin…? Strawberry Cookie: Looks like the planet crash revealed a secret level of the train…! GingerBrave: We might find some answers down there! Let’s go!

Bell: *Ring ring!* Once-Excited Traveler: H-hello…?! ???: Aurora speaking. Sugarcloud Express, report. Has there been a malfunction? ???: We have detected a concerning deviation from the schedule. Please take measures to return to normal parameters. Once-Excited Traveler: Oh… I’m so sorry… I’ve no idea what I’m supposed to do…! You see, the conductor suddenly disappeared…! Once-Excited Traveler: *sniffling and sniffling* Picky Conductor: …What?!

Star Voyage Cinema Car

Strawberry Cookie: This car looks different… GingerBrave: Look at this ginormous screen! Is this… a cinema?! Wizard Cookie: Shhhh! Quiet! A movie is going on!

Theater Narrator: The Witches and the secrets of their Cookie Baking. How much do we know about it? Theater Narrator: The Witches of Old discovered the wonders of Life Powder. They started experimenting with a plethora of ingredients to bake Cookies as diverse as Life itself. Theater Narrator: Neither measurements nor tools were used. For the Witches stood by creativity unbound by rules!

Theater Narrator: But there were those who did not approve of such methods. The Wizards. Theater Narrator: Wielding their innate curiosity and advanced intelligence, armed with crystal-clear methodology and vision… Theater Narrator: The Wizards approached creation systematically, and on principles of science and logic. Theater Narrator: Using solely the finest, purest of ingredients, they sought Perfection. For the Wizards, Perfection was the final and ultimate form of the Cookies.

Narrator: The Wizards wanted to unravel the secrets from the depths of the mind. Narrator: The Wizards wanted to reveal the hidden truths woven into the fabrics of ancient magics. Narrator: The Wizards wanted to chart the worlds sprawling before the dreamers when they close their eyes. Narrator: In their magical conservatories, libraries, and clock towers, their perfect creations remain to these days, imbued with dreams, stars, and sweet delights. Narrator: Yet, even the Wizards’ minds, great as they were, could not fathom the concealed risks of perfectionism. Narrator: And just like light cannot exist without darkness, there was a minute flaw in the paradigm once deemed absolute.

The Nature of Existence

“Welcome to the place of bare Truth!“

GingerBrave: What?! Strawberry Cookie: Something isn’t right… W???za??? Cookie?: Is everyone there? St???ber???? Cookie?: Wizard Cookie…? Is that you…? Gin?????rave?: I can’t really tell! I can’t hear your voice! ???? Cookie?: Um… Cookie?: How are we talking when we can’t hear each other? Car?rot?: All you need is text and a speech bubble to communicate. Sound is overrated. It is what it is! Cookie?: A carrot is talking…! Car?rot?: Talking, speaking, words, they’re all the same! Words are just text formed with 0s and 1s. Car?rot?: Oi, Glass Half Empty! Say something! Glass Half Empty: Ugh, now I’m stuck with Glass Half Empty. I’m Glass Half Full. Glass Half Full: There we go. Car?rot?: Where is this place and who are we? Well, this place is everywhere and nowhere. And this… Maybe it’s some sort of curse? Glass Half Full: I like that. Let’s go with that. Then what’s that round shape with a head and limbs? Cookie?: What?! It’s obviously a Cookie. Glass Half Full: Do you really think so? It’s clearly Something in the Middle of Rendering. How is that a Cookie? Car?rot?: That’s right. See this text here? The writers are writing as we speak. Or think? Cookie?: Wait, what exactly is this place? Car?rot?: This is where you ‘start.’ Glass Half Full: The world begins here. A gray area, consisted of 0s and 1s. Glass Half Full: And then developers and some more developers come together, giving life and creating stories. Glass Half Full: All for someone that will enjoy this world… That’s right, for you. Car?rot?: So keep on reading. Keep on enjoying. Car?rot?: Because you’re part of this universe!

Wizard Cookie: Cookies… were created by the Wizards…? Strawberry Cookie: Is this all… true…? GingerBrave: We won’t learn the truth until we reach the CIty of Wizards! Wizard Cookie: How much longer to the driver’s cabin?! Milky Way Cookie: Lookie-lookie! Someone’s about to lose his temper! GingerBrave: That someone’s Wizard Cookie! Wizard Cookie: Ugh… WHY are you replying to that?! Milky Way Cookie: Not to worry, my friends, not to worry! It’s right in the next car! Milky Way Cookie: A-and here we are! Ladies and gentlemen, the driver’s cabin! Closed Door: *Rattle…* Milky Way Cookie: Huh… Closed Door: *Rattle rattle…* Milky Way Cookie: …Of course! We need the key! Wizard Cookie: MILKY WAY COOKIE…! Milky Way Cookie: He he he… But everything’s under control! We can use the ladder and enter from the roof. Milky Way Cookie: And let’s hurry up: I have a bad feeling about the City of Wizards… Wizard Cookie: If you have a bad feeling, try to think how bad OUR feelings are!

Milky Way Cookie: PHEW! Here we are…! Wizard Cookie: I’m positively exhausted… Strawberry Cookie: At least we’re in one piece… Milky Way Cookie: Now! Insert your tickets here… Like this! Operator: Recalculating route… Milky Way Cookie: New destination set! GingerBrave: Are you sure we can reach the City now? Milky Way Cookie: Of course, of course! Aw crumbs…! I almost forgot…!

Ominous Sounds: *kkkkkkeee…* Wizard Cookie: You forgot?! You forgot WHAT?! Milky Way Cookie: Since we had no other choice but to force-reset the destination point manually… Milky Way Cookie: The contingency protocols have been enacted! He he… Milky Way Cookie: See? Those blinking thingamajigs that look like they’re gonna attack… We can’t just leave them be, so… I’ll be counting on your help once again! Milky Way Cookie: Meanwhile, I’ll stay here and keep doing my best to ensure your safe arrival at Wizard’s Way Station…! Wizard Cookie: In what universe is this “safe”... More Ominous Sounds: *kkkkkkeee…* GingerBrave: Oh, OUCH! They’re attacking! Get ready, everyone! Strawberry Cookie: Shoo! Go away! Wizard Cookie: Nah, let ‘em come! I’ll show them my strongest spells! Milky Way Cookie: I knew I could count on you…! Guess I’ll leave you to it! Milky Way Cookie: Choo choo! We are departing! Next station is… Wizard’s Way station! I repeat: Wizard’s Way Station!

Milky Way Cookie: Alright, let’s accelerate a bit! We’re almost there! Choo choo! GingerBrave: Gah! Strawberry Cookie: Waaah…! Ominous Sounds: *Thud* Milky Way Cookie: Ouch…! Oh no! Strawberry Cookie: Something’s going on in the driver’s cabin… GingerBrave: Milky Way Cookie, are you alright?!

Picky Conductor: There you are! Milky Way Cookie! What were you thinking?! You left your train! Your responsibility! Explain your actions at once! Milky Way Cookie: Oh, Aurora Candy Cookie! What a surprise! Sowwy! I guess… He heh… I’m a bit busy at the moment, you see… Aurora Candy Cookie: Busy?! You are busy now?! Busy creating more work for me?! Aurora Candy Cookie: I realize you aren’t exactly… an exemplar of diligence, but to commit such a blatant violation of the code…! Aurora Candy Cookie: Rules! Law! Is what keeps this disorderly world from falling apart! I bet you don’t even have your copy of the Conductor’s Manual at the ready! Cracking Sound: *Whirrrr…*

Aurora Candy Cookie: In turbulent times such as these, unlawful behavior is utterly unruly, unacceptable, and unforgivable! Milky Way Cookie: Huh…? Huuuh? Aurora Candy Cookie?! Aurora Candy Cookie: Milky Way Cookie! You’ve left me no other choice but to teach you a lesson… in DISCIPLINE! Milky Way Cookie: Are… Are you for real?! I…! I can explain…! Milky Way Cookie: Aw crumbs…! Another problem to take care of…! Milky Way Cookie: Friends…! I need your help! GingerBrave: That’s what we’re best at! Strawberry Cookie: Milky Way Cookie! Hide behind us…! Wizard Cookie: Go ahead! Taste my lightning magic!

Wizard Cookie: Phew! Is it over…? GingerBrave: Are we finally safe?! Strawberry Cookie: …Don’t jinx it…! Milky Way Cookie: Bravo! Good job and all…! Nothing will stop us now! Aurora Candy Cookie: Just you… wait, Milky… Way Cookie… Milky Way Cookie: Okay, just hear me out! Milky Way Cookie: I might’ve overdone it this time- a ‘lil bit! But as I said: I can explain “everything!” Milky Way Cookie: So… Please, don’t get mad at me, will ya? You can lecture me as much as you want… but after I’m back? Aurora Candy Cookie: … Milky Way Cookie: Phew… Now with that out of the way…! Thanks, y’all! And your timing couldn’t be better! GingerBrave: Timing…?

Milky Way Cookie: Yeah! Don’t you see? We’re about to arrive at Wizard’s Way Station! Wizard Cookie: I can’t believe it… GingerBrave: YAY! To Moonlight Cookie, then! Strawberry Cookie: B-but how do we get off…? Can you stop this train…?! Milky Way Cookie: Ohooo! A good, very good question, Strawberry Cookie! Milky Way Cookie: To fully stop this train, either it or the station must get smashed! GingerBrave: What? WHAT?! Milky Way Cookie: What what? Milky Way Cookie: Jump down! And fast! Wizard Cookie: Wait! I’ll try to come up with a slow-falling spell or something! Strawberry Cookie: I-I… I don’t think I can do it…!!! Milky Way Cookie: Oh, come on! What can be easier! Let me help you…! Milky Way Cookie: HYAH!

GingerBrave: AAAAAAH! Strawberry Cookie: M-Milky Way Cookie…! Wizard Cookie: You can’t just KICK Cookies! HEEEEEELP…!

Milky Way Cookie: There’s nothing to worry about! Milky Way Cookie: The World of Dreams is very kind to travelers! Milky Way Cookie: And also…! Milky Way Cookie: Thanks to you, I realized there was something wrong! Milky Way Cookie: Now I’d like to help you and all… But there’s a limit to what I can do! Look at me: I didn’t even know there was a problem, ha ha! Milky Way Cookie: So… Milky Way Cookie: I’ve no idea what you’re looking for… but good luck, I guess! Milky Way Cookie: The Slumbering Moon, Moonlight Cookie will help you!

*Zoooo…*

GingerBrave: Ouch… Huh…! I didn’t even feel anything! Wizard Cookie: GingerBrave! GINGERBRAVE! Get up! GingerBrave: …! HUH…!

Narrator: To create the perfect Cookie, all “imperfections” were cast aside. Narrator: The remnants seeped into space, inevitably gravitating toward each other. Narrator: Time passed and this amorphous entity gained shape, self-awareness. And thus began a journey through the cosmos. Narrator: “Who am I? Who created me?” Narrator: In the silence of the cosmic void, only the stars shimmered in response. Narrator: “We do not know you. Yet we saw how you came into being. We heard your questions.” Narrator: “We know. We know where you came from. The distant star.” Narrator: “A city, perfect like a polished diamond. The place where dreams become reality and memories shine true.”

Narrator: Indeed, that star the others whispered about was splendid in its perfection… Narrator: Without any purpose or aim, the tiny speck grew a tail to swim through the darkness of space. Narrator: Beckoned by the mesmerizing lights of the birthplace. A birthplace that chose to forget, chose to abandon with deliberation.

Narrator: Yet, fate is a fickle mystery… Unknowingly, seeking answers would ultimately extinguish these lights of grandeur. Narrator: At what cost would the truth unveil itself in the City of Wizards? Narrator: Only the Wizards would tell…

[managician-tls]

Asuka Affection solo - 1

Asuka thinks and behaves very... how do I put it... shonen protagonist-ish. Even Protag-kun is a bit put off by it in this story. I loved translating this one.

When she talks about training for a 'special move' for basketball, I've mostly kept the term 'special move' as 'Hissatsu technique', from the original word hissatsu-waza. There's a popular sports anime out there that uses that wording, and I thought it gives her speech a good dose of that "sports idiot" energy.

(Also, her voice actor voices one of the main characters in said anime. So it was just too good of an opportunity to pass up!)

Featured characters: Asuka, Protag-kun

Location: Behind the Gym

Asuka: Hyaah! Momocchi Takeoff ☆

Hop! Step! Juuump!

...Wh, whoah!? Why you'd move out of the way? That's troublesome, you know!

No, yeah... I get what you're saying, okay! If some girl you don't know suddenly jumps at you, it's normal to avoid her, I get that!

But I wanted you to take the hit like a man~? Like, with a "bam"!

Nn? Ah, I forgot to tell you! I'm Asuka Momochi, from Class 1-A! I'm in the Basketball Club. It's nice to meet you~

You're that "senior transfer student", right? There's a rumour going around that says you'll hear out any request! If you're free, there's something I'd like you to help me out with~ ♪

You'll do it? Yaay, all the senpai in my academy are so reliable...... ♪

Alright ♪ With that settled, I'll ask for the favour right away! You know the old basketball goal that's over there?

The goal from the gym is usually folded back, to make sure it doesn't get in the way... Meaning that, in lunch breaks like these, the only thing that can be used is the goal over there.

That's why I practiced with the basketball I'm always carrying around. I'm wearing the school uniform, though, so I can't move around too brusquely, see~? I really love basketball ♪

I can only train the basics on my own, which is a problem, but I'm saved now that we happened to run into each other~

If it's alright with you, I'd like you to assist me while I learn a Hissatsu technique ♪

Eh, because, see... It's obvious I'd want a special move as a Basketball Club member!

Using Senpai as a stepping stone, jump and then throw a dunk shot! I thought I could go about learning to do that, and that's why I jumped at you earlier ♪

Once I get the hang of it, maybe I'd be able to do a second jump mid-air! And then, from high above where nobody can reach it, shoot the dunk — that's my Hissatsu technique...... ☆

Ah, what's up with that face? Stop it, stop giving me that "Aah, so you're an idiot..." look! Uaah, don't look at me the same way Mother does~!?

A-Anyways! I'll give it another go, so I'm counting on you~ ♪

Hop! Step! Juuu... Jump?

Fwah? Like I was saying, why you'd move out of the way~? Senpai, you meanie!

Aah, while I was all in a fluster, the school bell rang... If we don't hurry up to class, we'll run late, won't we~?

Geez, I guess it can't be helped... I'll put the Hissatsu technique on hold until I get a new chance to learn it.

'Till next time comes, please make sure to practice with me for it, okay, senior transfer student? Hmph, hmph!

[senjuushi]

Main Story: Main Story 1

Episode 1: Everyday Battles 1

*scene starts in town* 

Marks: ...Master, we’ve received information about Outragers appearing on second street. It’s a call for reinforcements.

Master: 

Let’s go, everyone. 

Is everything ready? 

Civilian: Waaaagh! Wh-Who are these guys!? 

Russell: Please, stay calm! Here, the World Union’s forces will shield you without fail. Therefore, citizens, please follow our instruction—

Outrager: ...Kill...Destroy...!

*gunshot*

Russell: Gah! 

Russell: Ggh...! This is our limit...! Like this, the citizens will...!

Master: 

Professor Russell!

Sorry for the wait! 

Russell: (Player Name)-kun!

Marks: —we’ve confirmed the conditions of the battle. Direct me, Master! 

Like Two: As usual, all you can talk about is Master. You’re pathetic if you can’t do anything without orders. 

Marks: Hah? Master’s words are final, obviously. Shut your mouth and withdraw, Like Two. 

Like Two: ...oi, Marks. Just who do you think you’re ordering around?

Marks: Is there anyone here but you? Y’know, if Master wants it, I’ll kill anyone. Of course, that includes you. 

Like Two: Ahh...!? 

Jitte: Calm down, you two! Let’s get ahold of ourselves for now. The first thing we need to do is deal with these Outragers. 

Like Two: Shut up, Jitte, you old man. You’re useless in battle, so back off! 

Jitte: Huh...!

George: ......

George: Hey! I’m your opponent, so get ready! 

*gunshot*

Outrager: ...gah! 

George: Whoah!? My first hit in a month! I really can do it! Yeah!

*white smoke fills the scene*

George: ...*cough*. So much smoke! Huh, did I use too much gunpowder? Now I can’t see anything!  

Marks: Hey, George! Cut that out! You’ll get in the way of my sniping!

Like Two: You’re a slow-firing Antique, but you’re still taking the first shot! 

George: Ah~, sorry, sorry! Haha.☆

Marks & Like Two: Sorry doesn’t cut it! 

Russell: This is not the time for arguments! You Musketeers are the only ones capable of taking down the Outragers, so please, get to it! 

*more Outragers appear*

Outrager: Ggh...ah... 

Outrager: AaaaAAaa....! Kill...! 

Jitte: Uwah...! This is bad, there are townspeople over there. Hey, you Outagers— this way, this way! 

George: Jitte...! Yeah, we’re not the kind of Musketeers who’ll just hide in the back! I’ll help out too!

Outrager: ...kill!

Marks: Master! ...I’ll suppress the target from here on. The Outragers will be completely neutralized. 

Master: 

Please, do! 

Begin the fight! 

[slime-quest]

"I'm going to go look for a bulletin board," Tricky pipes up eagerly, "There are probably exciting jobs to follow up on, so I'll catch you later! Good luck with your slimes quest!" They head off into town, followed by the guard and voidkin.

You trot after them, feeling the warmth of the early afternoon sun beating on your slime flesh.  

Mirrow && I completely forgot what sun feels like &&

Humphrey ## what do you think? ##

Mirrow && Makes me feel queasy for some reason. Let's go find some shade quick &&

You also feel a little nauseous as the heat builds up in your body. Or, maybe nauseous isn't the right word. Loose? Less solid?  You realize suddenly that the heat is causing your flesh to flow more easily. You've spent so much time in the cool morning, the chill nights and the dark caves that you haven't had a chance to experience heat yet.  You're not melting exactly, just runnier. It doesn't seem to affect any of your abilities, you're just slimier when warm. Neat!

Humphrey ## I wanna go check out the HoneyHive! Such a famous slime shop might know a thing or two about us! Plus we should try to get one of those crystal spell books that guard told us about.

Godrender $$ we would like to be polished and repaired – perhaps the crystal smith would even find a use for the core $$

Mirrow && you just wanna look pretty and shiny, nerd &&

Godrender $$ ... it would be nice… $$

"Let's start with the HoneyHive, and then go check out the smith.  If we find something else exciting, I'm sure we can go check it out."  You press your hand against your chest, feeling the hard core under the surface, "If they've waited this long, our pieces can wait just a little bit longer."

You enter the town.  

Humphrey ## wh-whoah.. there's a lot of people here.. ##

Crowds of people walk about, some rushing by, some stopping to chat with friends, all milling about purposefully.  Slimes, cats, voidkin, several humans, strange creatures with large eyes.  Several pop up shops, tents, booths and wagons loaded with various goods and trinkets fill the town center.  Tall buildings, inns, larger shops and homes fill the skyline.

"E-excuse me," you stop one of the cats as they rush by, "we're looking for the HoneyHive, can you point us to it?"

They glance from the direction you came and back at you, two of their four eyes looking at you.  "Oh, Hytherfolk, neat!  Not many of you slimes end up coming this way.  Yeah, it's like, go down that way, can't miss it.  Big purple crystal building.  Welcome to town!"

They run off, and you follow their directions, coming to large crystal structure.  It's shaped similar to the unicorn doctor's tower, tho it's not as straight.  A wooden sign hanging above the door reads "Candyfloss' HoneyHive".

You enter the shop.  It's brightly lit inside, several hanging lanterns illuminating the space with a soft pink light.  Large shelves and tables line the wall, all stacked with books, crystals, wands, hats and cloaks, and other strange devices and materials.

"Does any of this stuff look like slime... stuff?"

Humphrey ## Honey slimes and magic go hand in hand.  I don't know much of anything about it, but I know it's a really big deal to them. ##

A glowing yellow slime in a purple cape pops up next to you with a puff of pink smoke.  "Welcome friends!! Thou'rt finding everything alright?"

"Oh, I uh, I'm not sure actually what it is I'm looking for," you stammer, "Everything here is so strange."

"A fledgling mage," she cups her face in excitement, "how sweet! How long hast thou yearned to channel the sweetest nectar of Candyfloss?"

"P-pardon??"

"Ah, p'raps… thou'rt so freshly spawn'd, thou know'st not even of Candyfloss?" she laughs, "Aye, thou'rt quite confused, I see it now.  Garbed in that atrocious hue even, I s'pose a darkling void hath shared its knowledge with thee anon?"

"I don't understand anything you're saying.."

Mirrow && Ask her about the phone thingy! &&

"S-sorry, I'm just, overwhelmed.  I was actually looking for a thing called a 'spellphone'?  A friend told me about them."

Humphrey ## I didn't think we were friends… he didn't seem fond of us ##

Mirrow && nah he was definitely warming up to us &&

"Thou hasn't even a spellphone?  Thou'rt truly lost, and art fortunate to have stumbled blindly into mine shop."

She claps her hands together and explodes into more pink smoke, reappearing with another cloud of it behind the counter.

"What colour dost thou favor?"

[stevenbasic]

GITJ Post 258: First Date, p4

She’d seen it in his face, with that first peal of thunder, as they’d been making out in the back seat. And then she saw it again, as they’d each climbed out of the car into the rain, to scramble into the front: the second thunderclap frightened him, just as he was about to get in to the passenger seat. 

It made her heart shiver, her thighs twitch, seeing him react like that. “Shhh…it’s okay,” she assured him, “it’s just a big noise.”

“haha yeah…” he laughed nervously. 

But another >>crack<< of thunder, just as she was about to put the car in gear and pull out, made him jump in the seat next to her and yelp. “Scary, huh?” she asked, her belly fluttering in even greater arousal. She pulled down the driver’s side sun visor, slid open the mirror and - peering into her own eyes - did a quick manifestation:

Manifest: I am strong, I am strong enough. I am as strong as he needs me to be. I am as strong as he wants me to be. Physically, mentally, and emotionally I am a superwoman. I can carry the weight of this relationship on my strong shoulders. 

“Okay let’s go,” she said, the heat between her legs like a wet flame burning up into her, crackling at the back of her throat. Their kissing had lit fires and now she was a woman on a mission: get this boy alone NOW haha. 

“Whoah..!” he laughed as she peeled out, tires sliding and skidding into the wet gravel of the lot. He was anxious - no, J, excited…excited - to be alone with her, too. But this storm was freaking him out. “Don’t get us killed, right?”

“I promise!” she promised, as she took off into the street.

During their ride there was lightning, and there was rain. Lots of it. She never considered herself the strongest driver, especially at night, and double-especially with buckets and buckets splashing from the heavens against her windshield and overwhelming the wipers. Still, though, her speed was nearly reckless. 

Aside her in the passenger seat he was checking a weather app on his phone. He felt some of the same urgency to get home, back to his apartment with her and the promise of those endless legs, that perfect hair, those lips. He shouldn’t expect much - it was their first date - but his nine-inch erection still bulged uncomfortably as a constant reminder down his thigh. “This storm, is, centered, like…right over us,” he lamented, doing his best not to sound as nervous as he was, “the strongest cells are - haha - right where wey’re headed.” Right over the office. Great. Why was he so freaked out by this storm?

“It’ll be okay,” she assured him again, glancing over at him with a smile as she drove, “You’ve got me. I’ll kiss it all better.” She giggled. 

“Oh god…” he groaned aloud, rolling his eyes and making her giggle again. 

Seriously, though, she thought to herself as she took a right turn that she’d nearly missed (“ooopsie..!”) What is this? Me imagining him and the thunder and my arms and little forehead kisses and he’s so little and-

What is he doing? she suddenly noticed, Is he looking at my breasts?

His eye level, seated as they were, was at her bare, beautiful shoulder. Both of her arms were out, hands gripping the steering wheel. But he, yes, had let his phone screen fade out as he couldn’t help but stare at - through her white top - how her nipples had visibly swollen up. He was watching the right one, in fact, growing still. 

Oh my god!! she exclaimed to herself, nearly bursting out with an overcome laugh, realizing how visible her own excitement had become. “Wh-what are you looking at, sweetie?” she giggled as, with her attention off the road for a second, she swerved a bit in her lane.

“Oh, uh…s-s-sorry…” he apologized, face flushing and hand reaching out to steady himself with the dashboard. He was definitely seat-buckled in, she’d made sure of that. “I, um…”

“I-it’s okay,” she said, even a bit shyly, “Y-you don’t have to just look…you can touch.”

"A-are you sure?” he asked, though his heart was pounding in his throat with the promise of it, “Is that safe while you’re driving?”

“I’m a…I’m a very good driver…” she assured him.

“Okay th-then…oh my god,” he peeped as he tentatively turned in his seat and reached out to touch her, lay his right palm over the gentle nub of nipple pressing itself through the firm fabric of her bra, through her cotton shirt.

She groaned, as soon as she felt him. Warmth coursed into her from her chest, rainbows washed through her vision, causing her to swerve again haha. From all across the city it was like she could hear other girls squeal. “Omigod okay okay…” she laughed, obviously overcome. 

He quickly removed his hand, thinking he’d done too much. 

Her hand, though, shot out to stop him. “I didn’t tell you to ‘stop’…” she said, in a playful complaint, bringing his hand back to her breast, “just, be gentle.” 

Breath shallow, he slowly put his hand over her again. She’d returned both hers to steering, and sighed as his right palm tentatively traced the ample rondure of her huge bust, running his touch lower over her breast and amazing himself at just how small it made his hand look.

“Big, huh?” she asked, not without a touch of pride.

“Oh my god so big…” he repeated, “so beautiful…”

We could pull over right here and I could-

…

Strong, Missy, be strong. Drive.

His hand on the underslope of her right breast now, he found the courage to heft a little, test its weight. “You’re so beautiful,” he repeated again, amazed by her mass, the solidity of her bra below. He looked up at her, saw her teeth clenched. “a-are you okay?” he asked with concern, but this time kept his hand where it was.

“Yeah haha but…” she began, breathless, “...how far away are we?” She wasn’t thinking totally clearly, there was the rain…

“Just like two minutes,” he answered, Heart pounding in his chest. If there had been any doubt in her mind about his fascination with her breasts, it was long gone now. What would she think, what would she do when they were finally alone?

“Okay…keep your hand right there…” she said. It was like she was using the moment as a test, an exercise of her own self-control.

“O-okay…” he agreed, unmoving but feeling once again the weight of her tit in his hand. God…goddamn…

“Once we get there,” she began, in an ask, as she turned onto a new street, feeling her breast shift seismically against his palm, “can I come in?”

“y-yes of course,” he agreed, with sudden visions of her smearing chocolate cake on his face, “we can have the d-desserts…” eating it off him…

“Mmhm,” she acknowledged, with a little giggle, “you want me to just eat everything. You’re just imagining where all of this dessert is going to go, aren’t you? Right to…” At that, she pressed her breast forward, into his hand. “...here.”

”Uhh…” he stumbled, tongue caught in his throat. Holy shit her tit is so huge.

“haha yes I can’t wait,” she said, biting her lower lip and imagining suddenly something other than a Chocolate Triple Bomb Cake in her mouth, “I’ll eat it all up for you…”

Finally In the office parking lot, where he kept his apartment, more thunder immediately exploded as soon as a crack of lightning lit the sky and the lot. They were basically alone. Aside from two other cars - one of the construction guys’ trucks and one other, parked in the distance - theirs was the lone vehicle here, in the deluge. Strange; usually there was construction all through the nights, all weekend. Whatever it was, this storm was right on top of them, and she saw him shudder, his eyes wince. He was obviously trying to be brave, but he looked like a frightened kid. Parked haphazardly near-askew in a fire lane, turning off the engine, she turned to him and put her hand on his knee. “Are you okay?” she asked, with honest concern. 

“I’m f-fine,” he replied, with his best macho smile - but then another bolt and blast from the sky made him jump in his seat and squawk. 

“You weren’t freaked out like this by the thunder during the rainstorm on the beach at the conference,” she said tenderly, remembering that romantic moment from weeks ago - like she did every moment with him -  vividly, “What’s different?”

“I…I dunno…” he answered, non-commital but thinking the exact same thing she was: the world is changing; men are meeker and I’m smaller.

“Remember, I’m here,” she assured him. She looked at him, once again fought back the urge to just jump his little bones right then and there, and gave him a heartwarming smile. “Ready to go up?” she asked, a spark of promise glinting in her eyes. 

“S-sure,” he answered, heart thumping. 

“Stay right there,” she said, suddenly unclicking her harness and turning to get out of the car. 

A bit confused but still in his seat, he watched her slam the door shut, race around the front of the car through the torrential rain, and appear at his door, opening it for him. He undid his seatbelt. 

“C’mon!” she said, voice raised so’s not to be drowned out by the storm,  “I’m going to carry you!”

“C-carry me??” he asked up at her, a bit shocked but ggghdhdhbfk his cock swelled as without waiting for him to comply she bent, slid her left hand underneath his bottom, her right under his knees.

“Remember how we did this at the conference?” she said, her face now right next to his, temporarily out of the rain and lit up by the cabin light. Her eyes were sparkling; she was gorgeous. “I was pretty drunk…but I do, I remember. I liked it…did you?”

I d-did, he said to himself but could only admit “uhhhh…” to her as she - ohmigod! - lifted him cleanly from the passenger seat, like he weighed no more than a sack of rice. He felt her laugh as the rain began to pelt them both. 

She shifted him in her arms, settling him in a cradle and with a bump of her hip the car door was shut. Omigod he’s so light! she marveled, as immediately she began running, laughing again, through the rain to the office’s main door, her adorable little boss in her arms. 

“ugh right the construction!!” she wailed, laughing anew as they both realized yes the front doors were sealed. We can’t go in that way! They’d have to go around the side!  Run to the side door! Quick haha! She took off, jogging, him jostling in her arms, around the corner of the building. 

“Actually the rain feels really good!!” she yelled, suddenly stopping in her tracks halfway down the side path, under a sidewalk lamp on a high post.

“Wh-w-wh-what are you doing??” he sputtered, confused and getting drenched. Anyone watching would see a tall woman in high heels standing there with a small man draped across her arms, tilting her face up into the pouring rain, letting the sky wash over her under the lamp’s silver light, letting nature soak him to the bone. 

“Do you feel that???” she sang out, her eyes gleaming in the rain, reflecting the light from above, “It’s amazing!!”

They would see her then lifting him over her head into a press, laughing crazy in a pagan joy, like a priestess with an offering to whatever goddesses had summoned this storm. He had gone helpless in her hands, a limp sacrifice, and for the moment he was more afraid of her than the rain - until a bolt of lightning struck nearby. They would watch the scene light dramatically, see him jolt above her in defenseless terror, look up into the heavens from where he could swear he saw three giant faces - feminine, possibly familiar ones, at that - formed in a circle by the dark, swirling stormclouds themselves, regarding him, mouths agape. Only a weird pareidolia, of course, or an illusion of some new madness, but heightening his acute sense that something the fuck weird was going the fuck on. His eyes must be failing him!

Camera 0012 caught the whole thing. 

<<We’ll need that footage>>

“C’mon let’s run!” she yelled to him with a laugh (as if he had any choice haha!), lowering him once again to her bosom and jogging again to the office building’s side entrance.

Sputtering in the rain, confused and frightened (she’d just lifted me like a rag doll over her head!!) but trying to now laugh along with her despite the ignominous position in which he found himself, he watched her, now at the side door. He would have needed a keycard to unlock it, but for her a red light blinked and the lock opened automatically. In a flash they were inside, her still laughing and urgently promising him that “it’s okay!! We’re almost there haha!” as they hurried down the halls, through her office and up the temporary spiral stairs that led to his apartment. They were dripping dripping dripping, puddles on the floor in a path behind them. 

In through his apartment door - together they fumbled, getting his key from his jacket pocket - with him still in her arms, they were finally inside and she kicked the door closed with a declamatory >thud<.

They were alone. The small apartment was unlit, the storm keeping the ambient light from the parking lot little more than a miasmic glow. It was her first time in his place, and she surveyed it as she could, her heart thud-thud-thudding in the dark. She thought of finding a light switch, but when a flash of lightning lit the sky outside, brightening the room for a brief, abrupt second and causing him to reflexively curl more into her…she did not rush to turn on the lights.

>CRASH< the thunder was still upon them; he whimpered, and grasped at her body.

Omigod…she breathed deeply to herself and hugging him tighter, omigod omigod…what is going on?? Is this for real?

“Ohhh, sweetie,” she cooed, unable to help herself from using this, her most womanly and maternal of voices, “are you afraid of the big boom-booms?” He would find it emasculating, infantalizing, being spoken to like this but…

‘Boom booms?’ he repeated, to himself, acutely feeling the huge softness of her breasts pressing into his left side. What is going on?? Is this for real??  he thought. He whimpered again, as another flash from outside lit the room. I was never afraid of thunderstorms!! But this one seemed to somehow shake him to his core, in an uncanny, eldritch way, and Melissa’s presence was the only thing that could help make him feel safe. It was her perfume, it was the soft strength of her body, it was her voice.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” she said to him in the dark, as they prepared for the next thunderclap. He needed her! He could not be here by himself! He’d be unable to…to…to even breathe here without her!  His inadequacy, his weakness, was such a turn on! Unable to help herself, she shifted him in her arms, tilted his face to her-

>BOOM!< came the thunder. This one, thankfully, nearly ten seconds after the lightning flash. Perhaps the storm was moving on? Still, though, the loud noise startled him anew, and he couldn’t help but curl in closer to her warm, soft, strong body. What had come over him?!? He shouldn’t be doing this with…with her!! He needed to look stronger, like a man!

She, of course, was happy to indulge him, and hugged him closer still. “Awww, are you doing this on purpose, just to get close to me?” she giggled, nestling her big breasts into him, “Get on my good side? Hm?” She leaned in, smooched him on the forehead. “Because it’s working haha!” This was like every girl’s dream these days, and he was being so vulni!

Eyes adapting to the dark, she peered around his apartment, bouncing him gently up and down in her arms, comforting him. There wasn’t much here, just one room, really, a largish studio with a small attached bathroom. He had a small dining table beside a tiny kitchen area. An old couch sat in front of them…and his bed was off to the right. 

Not just yet, not just yet, Missy…

She needed…she needed something to distract him, get his mind off this storm for a bit. She peered around and saw, now, something on the floor just inside the doorway. They must have stepped right over it when they entered. It looked like a piece of paper, folded in thirds. 

“What’s this?” she chirped, brightly, as she turned to it and began to crouch, “Someone dropped off a letter for you? Why don’t you pick it up, sweetie?”

Another flash of lightning, and then - as he reached out, sliding an arm away from her to grab the piece of paper off the floor as she easily knelt to allow him to reach - an even more distant peal of thunder. He winced, but did not whimper. He still felt a swelling in his pants. That had been happening, with each thunderclap, this whole time. 

“It looks like a note, hm?” she confirmed, as she stood and he began to unfold it. Immediately she knew its origin, and her smile curled in wry amusement. “Can you read it? Do you need more light?” The girls had been up here, slipped it under the door. 

“n-n-no it’s fine,” he answered. There was maybe just enough light from the parking lot outside to by which to read. Both of them looked at the note:

“Dear Daddy-“ it began, in familiar, girlish handwriting, “hope you enjoyed your date!!!” It was not signed but - oh my god - the lower half of the paper was plastered with what must have been more than a dozen different lipstick prints, kisses of different colors. His wet fingers stained the page at its edges.

“Oh that’s sweet!” Melissa sang, “The girls each gave you a kissy-mark!” 

“y-y-yeah…” he answered, feeling suddenly uncomfortable here. What was going on with these women? He was…he was surrounded, and couldn’t find a moment's peace, or keep a shred of dignity. 

“The girls are a lot, huh?” she asked, looking down tenderly at him as he fussed with the paper in his hands. She saw his consternation. She knew he was looking at all those kisses, imagining them, well…the image of a little boy in a schoolyard being chased by a pack of laughing girls came to her head. “It may be hard to see, but they really want what’s best for you, they know it’s a tough time,” she continued, “and I do too. Divorces are, like, hard. But, look on the bright side. Now you can finally have what you always wanted, a family. All your girls.” 

He had admitted it to her, in the past. How he’d wanted children, though his marriage had been barren. He considered it, what she was suggesting - it was sick, twisted, luridly salacious, but it stirred him. ‘Daddy’, they had called him. It actually made him chuckle dryly, the idea of all these young women, so playful with him, for some reason so interested in him. And there were so many of them! But she, Melissa, was different. She was the one to which his thoughts always came. She was the one who showed up in his dreams, who kept him up at night. He looked up at her, at her beautiful, darkly shadowed face. “‘Daddy’, huh?” he said, thinking of all the girls, “so what does that make you?”

“Haha I guess that makes me Mommy,” she replied, feeling - oooo..! - a rush of warmth in her own heart as she said it.

Just then a thunderbolt jolted him, the paper dropping from his hands in his shock, another stiffening between his legs.

“Shhhh….” she comforted him again, leaning in for another soothing forehead kiss, brushing some wet locks of his hair away with her nose and a giggle. “Let’s get you dried off,” she suggested. He was, seriously, still dripping. “I’m going to put you down for a moment,” she explained, as she gently lowered him to his feet, feeling already the empty space where he once was. He wobbled, feeling unsure on his feet and dreading, suddenly, that there might be another flash, another thunderclap. But he was able to stand and look up at her. This storm had really done a number on him!

“Wait here,” she said and - as if by some maternal intuition - knew exactly where to go to find a towel, the one he’d use after a shower. And though loathe to be away from him for even this long, across those scant yards of the apartment in his spartan little bathroom, she took the second to hold the towel to her face. She breathed in, deep. Ahhhh…it smelled of him.

“Here we go,’ she began, back at his side in a jiffy, covering his sopping head with the towel and scrubbing. She began drying his hair, then more gently his face, behind his ears, cooing affirmations as he stood, acquiescent to her attentions and fucking hard as a rock. She knew her big breasts were right in his face, the white of her shirt plastered wetly to her chest, probably showing off everything. Her black bra was showing plainly through it for sure, and allowing the most firm of wobbles. She probably smelled wet and warm…he was likely under her spell. She knew he was feeling vulnerable, but his wits were coming back as the storm retreated. This was a good time to talk.

“I know I said earlier, at dinner, that I was, like, your ‘mommy-girlfriend’ or whatever,” she began, as she scrubbed at the back of his neck, drying his shoulders, maybe casually aloof but one-hundred percent haha acting the part. “It was sort of a joke. I know I’m not your mommy, or even your girlfriend yet,” she continued, and was actually a bit nervous herself and tried doing her best to make her voice sound earnest, calming and encouraging, “But, do you think this…something, this relationship, could work out between us?” 

“Uh, I, um…” he began, caught suddenly in a serious conversation? He was still a bit out of it, stuck on a few words that she’d just said, not the least of which was ‘yet’.

“I feel like,” she continued, seeing she needed to maybe keep the pressure off a touch, help guide him through this, “since we got back from our trip together, we’ve been drifting apart a little. Now, though, I want us to get closer again.” She’d finished scrubbing his head, and had taken his hands into hers with the towel, was drying them. She looked him deep in the eye. “I want us to get very, very close…”

“Uhhh…” he struggled, as the images began to flow through his head. C-c-close..?

“How about you?” she asked, releasing his hands, “Do you want to get closer?” She began to scrub her own hair, which was wet but not the sodden mess his had been, with the bath towel.

He watched, and was entranced by even this, the most mundane of things. Was she actually the most beautiful girl in the world? When she was done, her mane was huge and full, a dark mass of softness in the dim light. He hadn’t said anything. “Hm? What do you think?” she prompted, but saw he was maybe still a bit confused. ”Here, sweetie, let's get you out of those wet clothes.” 

She began with his jacket, his new one, the blazer he’d bought for the party and had worn tonight, for their date. She helped him off with it, and laid it carefully over the back of the couch. It was wet, but somehow his button-up shirt below was even wetter. She unbuttoned him, one-by-one, and helped peel it off.

“I noticed you’re not wearing your wedding ring…” she commented, after she’d helped him pull his hands out through his sleeves. He was shirtless, now, bare-chested and shivering.

“I didn’t think you’d like it,” he said, honestly, “and you’re my date tonight, not her.”

nnnNNMMNNNNNGGGHhHSHDJFHPIJKN. She had to stop, to freeze. She’d nearly popped. Relax, Missy. 

Though it was dark, he could see plainly how wet and see-through her top really was. He’d taken her moment of speechlessness to comment, truthfully concerned, “Y-you’re all wet, too..”

oh jesus u have no idea. ”Y-yeah…” she said, recovering but now dropping to a crouch on her haunches in her high heels, right in front of him. She knew he was speaking earnestly, not pruriently. But a familiar fire was building in her, and as she saw the huge swelling down his right thigh she nearly gasped. She wouldn’t be surprised to see steam start rising from her own rain-moist skin, the promise of his body fanning her flames. She reached out for his belt, tightened to its limit around his little waist; he’d even punch in some new holes. She felt him balk a bit, suddenly shy and trying to step backwards from her - but she grabbed his belt.

“What's the matter sweetie?” she asked, big eyes up to give him a fake hurt look, pouting her lips as she spoke, “You don't want me to find out how much you like me?”

He wrestled with himself for a brief moment. It was too much, and it was time. “N-no..please…do it…” he surrendered, allowing her to her task. Dutifully Melissa, his new overdeveloped Office Manager, more than ten years his junior and breathtaking beyond belief, undid his belt, undid his pants, unzipped his fly. She pulled his pants down, already seeing his monster cock swollen down his right thigh, proud past the leg of his otherwise over-big boxers. Those she slid down easy, as large as they were on him, and his erection sprang to life between them.

Omigod, it’s true. “You’re so hard…” She’d never seen anything like it. Even in the dark it was beautiful, all nine-plus inches of it. She fought against every fiber in her genetically-perfect being to just grab him by the hips and-

“jesus, M-Melissa…” he moaned, throbbing already, bobbing lewdly, feeling the cool air of the room around him. The predictable embarrassment he’d feel at times like this - I know, it’s huge, I’m sorry… - gripped him. She was so close, and it was as if it could tell.

She was so close. She could grab it, she could throat him. But no, not yet. He might need more. He deserves more. "Would you like me to take off my shirt, sweetie?" she asked plainly.

“omigod yes…” he groaned, looking down her top already at her deep cleavage but imagining…oh god, oh christ…

”Here…why don’t you help…” she encouraged.

His hands instantly moved to comply, awkwardly reaching to her top, where it fell around her shoulders. He began to tug on it, upwards.

Melissa giggled, and brought her hands to his. “Shhh…” she hushed him, her hands coming to rest on his, to stop him, “let me stand up…”

She rose, now, slowly in front of him, her huge bosom nearly brushing his chin on its way up to settle in front of his face. He watched as she did, smelled her perfume.

She felt so much bigger than him, and she wanted him to feel it too, to appreciate it. It was a new urge, a new feminine urge that had gripped her and would not let go. “I’m so much taller than you, Dr. J,” she said, bringing his hands to grasp her shirt at the hem and leave him to start lifting it up with shaky hands, “Do you think you’ll be able to do this?”

“I…I..” he began, feeling every one of the nine inches he’d lost as he started to raise her top. At first, in his meekness, it was just a scant couple of inches more over her already-exposed taut stomach, her defined abs standing out in stark relief in the  low light. He couldn’t help but stare, just at her stomach.

He paused.  “I-I’m sorry…” he apologized, “I’m a little overwhelmed…”

That made her giggle; plus: that tickled! "It's okay, sweetie. I only want to please you tonight. We can go as slow as you want," she said, surprising herself with the restraint in the words coming from her mouth. For so long she hadn’t let a man even touch her. It had been years, honestly, since she’d been intimate with a guy. And with what’s been going on with her hormones recently she figured she’d be more than anxious to be skin-to-skin with this man, slathering to be just all over someone for whom she felt this undeniable, magnetic attraction, now that they were alone. But with him it was all feeling just so...right. With him she didn’t want to rush. With him, she wanted it to be perfect. He is so safe, she thought, so kind and gentle. And he's so small and...yeah, perfect for me.

I can be strong but c’mon I can’t wait forever haha.

She brought her big hands back over his smaller, trembling ones, and together they slid her shirt slowly upward, heightening the tease. Her tight abs were in full view now, and her shirt rose up to the point where the bottom of her huge black bra appeared along with the - nnnngh holy christ - hint of lower boob, some bulging out voluptuously below her satin cups. She kept the slow pace, her massive breasts coming into view achingly slowly, the dim night and shadows only adding to the drama. As her white shirt rose farther, stretching elastically over her bosom, the naked tops of her full, firm breasts, with their bare smooth, tan-and-creamy skin, were revealed.

He let out a gasp as he realized just how remarkably big her chest was, in start contrast to her thin, waspish waist, and she looked in his eyes, a big smile on her lips as she watched his amazed face.

"Are they big enough for you, hun?" she teased, and she took over from him, finished taking off her top, lifting it over her head as his hands fell away, helpless. Her massive JJ-cups, bigger than his head, suddenly dominated the room. 

…it was even smaller on her now. She bulged out not only underneath it but over the cups now too.

She giggled, loving how flummoxed she had him. “This is the same bra, sweetie,” she confirmed, as if reading his thoughts, “But now, we’re totally alone. No one can disturb us.” She smiled down at him, though she could tell he was still reticent, like he felt he was being judged…or watched. “You can touch it…” she offered, watching proudly as he tried to keep himself together, devastated by her figure. She loved - loved loved loved - being able to have this effect on him. After a brief pause, she saw that he’d gathered the strength again, and watched as he tentatively reached up with both hands to cup her massive breasts through her bra, sinking them deep into their sides, supple flesh and firm cups giving some way to his touch.

“You like that I’ve been gaining weight, don’t you?” she asked, a mischief in her smile belying how much she was enjoying teasing him, “You’ve like being able to watch, seeing that nothing fits me quite the same?” The feel of his hands on her was marvelous, and the rapt look on his face was even more wonderful still. She loved being this…overwhelming.

“wh-what size are you now?” he stammered, studying her intently, feeling like he had the chance - she’d just made the comment about her weight gain, her size - to ask what he’d been dying to know.

“Do you mean my bra size, sweetie?” she retorted, her smile becoming even more crooked. Boys and their obsession with these things, she laughed to herself. “Is that what you’re wondering?”

“y-yes…”

She smiled to herself. “How about I tell you,” she began, now moving to clasp her hands behind her back, which pulled her shoulders back and gently pushed her chest forwards, “on our next date?” At that, she began to slowly pivot, back and forth, at the hip, showing off the dramatic curves of her torso as his overmatched hands just held on. She filled his vision, for sure, she was all that he saw. She still wore - along with that black bra, her jeans, and big red heels - an enigmatic little smile. “Will you go out on a second date with me?” she cooed, in an innocent voice, still, “Hmmmm?”

“yesss…please…” he peeped. Her big, shapely breasts seemed ready to burst her bra, and he could not keep his eyes off them. He was now holding on to her chest as if for support. 

“Ok…” she continued, “promise?”

“I…I promise…” he breathed, unable to believe, in one quick moment of wonder, the incredulity of it all. How had he got here? Three months ago he was…and now he’s…and this girl…they're talking about…

“A third date?” she giggled, still twisting back and forth, “A fourth?”

How had he got so lucky???

“Oh my gosh yes yes..!” he laughed, making her, perfectly pleased with herself, laugh as well. 

“Oh good!” she squealed, suddenly pulling his face into her bosom, squashing his face into her cleavage. His hands, in surprise, shot out to the sides and she heard him utter a little squawk. Haha! “I’m so glad you like me!”

His whole body had stiffened, in shock, and she knew the air he breathed now would be full of her pheromones. Who knew what they’d be doing to him at this point but haha it’d have to be something good! She let him breathe, settle, feel the softness of her big tits around his face as she held him, waited for him to quiet. She lowered her chin to rest on his head, idly stroking his hair. He should be feeling like he’s in his own private heaven by now, she mused, knowing him already all too well. Her lower belly warmed again as another flicker of lightning and then - a bit later - a roll of thunder made him quiver. His cock, his hard, enormous, naked cock, pressed into her thigh through her jeans. She nestled herself around him, so voluptuous that she felt she could nearly surround him - wouldn’t that be amazing! And he would love it! But, she told herself, all in good time. If he thought he was drowning in women now, he had no idea that what he was currently experiencing was just a sprinkling, that he was caught in a little rain shower. He had no clue as to the deluge that was coming. It was going to be a tempest, a monsoon. The clouds were soon going to open and burst and rain down so much woman on the world that…oh my god. 

Breaking from her reverie in a flash of revelation, Melissa’s eyes widened, suddenly considering the thunderstorm outside that still surrounded them. Her chin still resting on his head as he wallowed in her boobs, she sniffed the air and it all began to fall into place. How it…the storm…was that..?

She looked across the room. From atop a cabinet, across the little kitchen, a tiny red light blinked. Her eyes narrowed. 

Ugh, she thought, yeah right. I forgot. 

Suddenly, she didn’t feel quite so alone. Suddenly, nothing felt quite so private. They could be watching. In fact, she could be watching. And the thunderstorm…was it theirs?

She began, slowly, to get angry. She could feel it, she could feel it rising. They were playing with him. Are they trying to play with her?  Another bolt of lightning, then thunder, came, exciting her like it had been all evening. She felt it stiffen him, too, making him groan - muffled - into her. Stop it! she thought, as loud as she could, let us have this…this…this time together! Like normal people!!

Another bolt of thunder came, and then another, along with the thrill in her bones and the stiffening at his hips. They knew. They knew she knew, maybe from watching her. They were playing with her! They were!! Ooooooo so mad!!! She’d found herself gripping his head tighter; he’d started to flail a bit. 

No. No no no no no. This was not the right mood. She needed to calm herself down.

I am strong, I am strong enough, she said to herself, repeating the mantra from earlier in her mind, I am as strong as he needs me to be. She breathed deep, feeling herself swelling around his face, and felt her anger come under better control. 

The thunder began coming faster. Another bolt, then another. Though she felt him shiver, still frightened by the noise, she gently pulled him out from the soft safety of her bosom. She dropped down in front of him to a crouch, his thick, meaty erection now standing proud and bobbing in the air right in front of her face. Every thunderclap just made him harder; she could watch it happen, see his manhood, his turgid sac, swell bigger with each new >>crack<<. The poor thing!! What are they doing to him?? They were obviously redoubling their efforts. She bit her bottom lip, struggling against so many deep-seated instincts, to just let it happen. God how she wanted to just take it right there into her big welcoming throat as he collapsed on top of her, draping his weak little body over her bigger, stronger one as she gave him relief. She could fucking consume him, right here…but that’d be exactly what they wanted. They’d be watching every second. She would see. 

I am strong enough. 

She leaned in and smelled him, making him groan as she felt his hands come to rest on her head. He wanted this too!  He smelled yes amazing but she could also smell that other, familiar, smoky scent that brought back memories of her childhood - they called it brimstone.

He’s mine! she thought aloud, You can’t have him!

She breathed in again, using his scent to steel herself, make herself stronger. Being with him gave her strength. 

I am as strong as he needs me to be, as he wants me to be, she repeated, mentally, emotionally and physically.

But he’s so hard, tho! she thought as she watched his cock throb and swell, thick veins pulsing around a shaft so stiff and dark with blood it looked like it might burst. I did this to him! I can't leave him like this! She will satisfy her man! But, she resolved herself, she will not do it their way. She’ll do it her way. She’ll show them how strong she is, with that little red light as her witness. They’ll soon see: being with him makes her stronger. 

She’s changing into what he needs, she’d realized, long ago. And now he needs her strong -  to resist, and to protect. There are so many of us, and we're getting so big, she knew, He needs me strong. 

Almost to herself, but looking at him, she spoke quietly.  “You want me strong?” she said, “Watch how strong I can get…”

At that, she reached out to grab his hips, each hand taking one side of his thin pelvis, tenderly but firmly. His bones felt so thin in her hands, and she knew suddenly for sure that she could do this, that she was strong enough. Still staring at his engorged, expectant cock, she readied herself, and began to rise. 

He gasped as, slowly, Melissa began to stand. She had his hips in her hands and she began to stand, taking him with her. As if he weighed nothing, she slowly lifted him, his feet leaving the ground, her face mere inches away from his hard, throbbing cock, staring at it. She rose, and rose, coming gradually to her feet, to stand with him in her grasp and holding him by the hips a full three feet off the ground. The camera, she made sure, could see it all. 

“M-M-Melissa..?” he peeped, overcome with shock. How could she be this strong!?!

Only then did her eyes leave his penis, and rise to meet his. She saw the terrified look in his eyes as the realization came to him, as the impact of it hit. He was coming to grips, quickly, of just what this woman could do, that this bombshell of a girl, his new Office Manager and budding romantic partner was also a fucking superwoman, strong beyond belief. She saw the bolt of comprehension finally hit him, and it made her smile. 

I am a superwoman, she told herself, I can carry the weight of this relationship on my strong shoulders. 

Though it still blasted away in earnest, she had stopped even seeing the arcane lightning, he had stopped hearing the thunder. To the two of them everything in the universe was now just what existed in their locked gazes. For herself, she was amazed at how easily she had lifted him. She knew she’d been getting stronger, in spades recently, at Evolution’s testing facility and at the gym by herself, but she’d had no idea she could do something like this, lift a full-grown man like he was a rag doll, hold him up like he was a toy with just her hands. Like he weighed nothing. Hahahaha it felt amazing, and her eyes widened in excitement and her smile grew to a grin as she slowly stretched out her arms to full-length, and raised him higher. 

“M-M-Melissa!” he croaked, and reflexively put his hands above himself. Luckily, the ceilings in his apartment were high, but the ceiling quickly approached and he was worried he’d hit his head. But then she shifted, turning, and began to walk, and he grabbed onto her forearms for support. 

She was headed for his bed. 

“I didn’t want you to trip,” she smiled, eyes still looking up into his as his pants and boxers hung awkwardly, still around his feet, “Can’t have you fall and hurt yourself…” Though his fear was belied in his voice, she saw it did nothing to make him any less hard. In fact…part of her thought he kinda liked this. 

She reached the edge of his bed, a small little thing against the wall with a thin mattress, thin sheets, a thin blanket. Still she held him, though, high above her head, looking up, watching his face and every little movement it made. 

“I could put you down, now,” she said, her smile mischievous  as he hovered over the bed’s edge, “or I could keep holding you, if you’d like?” Lightning flashed, thunder pealed in ever-quickening bursts. The eldritch storm was once again right over them, right on the office building but more impotent to them both. They had, now, each other. “Do you want me to keep carrying you?”

“uh…uhh…uh…” was all he could manage, still overcome by the experience of being held like a weightless nothing in the hands of a beautiful, obviously insanely strong young woman. It was, he’d realized already, an incredible sensation, somehow liberating in its display of power. She could do anything she wanted with him, he was a weakling next to her, it was made plain to see. Being in her grasp like this was darkly exciting, and he was tempted to ask her to carry him around the apartment like a plaything…but the promise of the bed was below him. “I…I think you should put me down,” he finally said, out of both arousal and fear. 

Giggling, she obeyed, and lowered him gently to sit naked on the edge of his bed. She took a step forward, and kneeled at his bedside, tenderly spreading his scrawny legs apart at the knees so she could sit between them. His shaft bobbed and twitched in the air between them. She sat up as straight as she could, chest forward in her overmatched black bra. With Melissa on her knees, him sitting on the bed, her eyes were still a bit above his. Her heart fluttered, seeing that his feet didn’t even hit the ground, and that she had him, her boss of these past couple months, totally naked in front of her. 

“Look at me, Dr J,” she said, her gaze unbroken from his though his eyes darted around, like those of a confused animal. As ready for her as he obviously was, this was a lot for him, she knew, and it was her job to make him comfortable. She took his chin into her right hand, and his eyes found hers. They looked at one another, through the darkness, his over-huge member wagging silently below, desperate for attention. Thunder and lightning tried to bend them both to its will. But I’ll do this in my own way, in my own time. I’m strong enough.  

Melissa felt her strength manifesting itself as being able to stop herself from doing exactly what she’d been genetically programmed to do, mindlessly maul his little body in passion, into submission. Even in the face of this unnatural storm, which was playing with both of their levels of arousal, she could be strong enough to resist her deepest instincts. She knew he’d let her, too, knew she could do it. He’d let her push him onto the bed and spread his little legs and do anything she wanted with him. She could break him, tonight, from here on out wear his little heart around her neck, nestled between her breasts like a pendant, a trophy. Play with him like a brainless little toy, slave to her pheromones. She could have his dignity, make him a little simp to her every whim. Enslave him to the cause. 

But normal girls don’t do that. Relationships that last don’t start off that way, under the watchful cameras of huge, shadowy multinational corporations. That’s not how good girlfriends behave. She could be strong enough to resist these urges. She could get him to like her, for real. 

“Melissa, I…I’m feeling a little overwhelmed…” he said, obviously feeling the effects of the storm, the weight of these past two months on his shoulders. He was staring into the green-and-gold eyes of the very mainspring of all his troubles, this young woman, the very reason why he’d made all these bad decisions, sacrificed so much: his marriage, his career, his integrity. 

“I know you are, sweetie,” she said, tenderly, now holding his face with both hands in the most compassionate way, staring into his eyes. She tried to read him, but she was still learning, figuring out all his little idiosyncrasies.  “What is it? What are you thinking about?” she asked.

That gave him pause. He, of course, couldn’t admit to the primary thought on his mind - getting her to touch him, kiss him again. But what was keeping him from acting on those impulses? He was also thinking about…well…his mind was a mess. “N-nothing,” he eventually replied, casting his eye away again.

“Care to…elaborate?” she chuckled, “You know, explain?” Her left hand reached down and poked him, in a little tickle, in the belly.

“Heyy…!” he laughed, doubling over a bit and eyes goggling as - closer, now, to her massive boobs - he watched them jiggle in her own mirth. He sat up, thankful for the dim light and how it was hopefully hiding his blush. Yes, she was right. He figured he had to say…something. He needed to be honest about how he, y’know…felt.  “Ah… Melisssa. We’re just so…different,” he began, cringing a little; he was just not good at this touchy-feely stuff, expressing his emotions, trying to put the vast differences in their backgrounds, their educations, let alone their ages into words, “Is this…really going to work out between us?”

“We are, we are different,” she admitted, looking down at him, brushing three fingers over her cleavage, to bring his attention back. She knew exactly what he was saying. “But…when you strip the differences away, it gets easier. I’m still just a woman, you’re still just a guy. A guy I happen to like…a lot,” she said, “Do you…like me?”

”Yes,” he answered, his voice quavering, fighting to keep eye contact again as her left hand still lightly caressed the bare skin of her bosomy chest, “I do.” 

“I like you, you like me,” she said, smiling patiently, warmly, “That’s a good start.”

“Y-yeah,” he admitted, still incredulous that he was here, naked, talking about a relationship with this towering twentysomething. Huge soft hair, long elegant neck, arresting eyes and a jaw-dropping figure. She was gorgeous! Why would she be interested in him?!?

“Sometimes,” she sighed, her breath ruffling up his hair and followed by her fingers, as the hand on his face creeped back behind his head, “We gotta go on feelings, ‘cause it’s all we’ve got. Maybe we should just let go and enjoy the moments as they come, huh?” She began caressing his scalp through his thick hair.

“o-okay,” he acceded. He’d stopped hearing the thunder, could only hear her voice.

“Like, what do you want to do right now?” she asked, pausing, considering her options. “How about…this..?” At that, she slowly drew in a deep breath, pulled back her shoulders. Immediately his eyes fell to her breasts. “Something like this, just looking at me…that can relax you.” The one hand still behind his head insured he was staring into cleavage, while the fingers of her left hand rested on her breast, alighting aside the deep, warm cleft that separated them. “All that stress, all those thoughts and worries, they have to go somewhere…” she began to whisper, “let them go here…between them…”

He watched as one finger slowly slid between her breasts, separating them a fraction before being engulfed and lost to view. She slid it in, and then slowly out, lazily. And then back in again.

She smiled, watching him become completely enrapt with this, the simplest of movements from her. His jaw was actually gaping. She could warp his mind with her perfumes, make him do whatever she wanted; she knew that. But maybe, instead, she could just show him how it could be, not just make it so, force it. That way, he could come to her on his own time, on his own terms. He might retain some of his dignity, that way.

He’d like that.

Though she’d promised herself she’d never use them on him, Melissa had already begun to allow her “love” pheromones to slowly eeke from her chest, to emanate from her skin. She knew there was a term for them, some psychologolical (was that the word?) word for what they could do, but she didn’t want to change him with them, didn’t want to have to artificially create this relationship herself. That would feel…wrong. But, she thought, if she could just put her feelings into them (and she had lots of those lol!), into the powerful perfumes that could come from her body, maybe she could just show him what it could be like, how she could make him feel. It was kind of like her own personal love spell haha, but just a preview! 

She watched as his face began to change, his expression began to soften, as she gently continued to release herself into the air and slowly slid her fingers - two this time - in and out of her cleavage again. See? she thought, He doesn’t have to be afraid of me, like they want. I can get him to love me instead, like I want.

He’d begun to make little noises. Omigod so cute! she marveled, overcome with her own attraction to even the littlest idiosyncrasies of his, like his little whines and whimpers, I still like to play with him tho! “You like looking at my breasts, hm?” she asked kindly, “Putting all those bad thoughts away, watching them disappear between them?”

“yesss...” he murmured, hypnotized. His voice shook, his body was beginning to tremble.

It almost brought her to gasp, a little bit, hearing how excited he now sounded. Ooo what..what was happening? She glanced down, quickly, at his throbbing erection. It stood stock still stiff and was - omigosh! - almost vibrating in the charged space between them. He was so turned on!! And..it looked…

“They’re big, and if you need I’ll just keep them getting bigger,” she said, an aroused husk deepening her voice, pressing on. She was surprising herself with her own boldness, here, but she knew it was her that was doing this to him, not them. “I want them to be big enough to hold all your feelings, Dr. J, good and bad,” she continued, thinking she might be able to…with just her voice…“I want my breasts to get enormous for you, if that’s what you need…”

“oh godddd…” he moaned, and he saw her watch his hips start to shake, his tight abdominals start to clench. Flooding through his mind were visions, feelings, emotions. Could this actually be the beginning of something between him and this…this…this fantasy woman?? What was she saying?? She was making him feel so…so good! What would more times alone bring? Could he feel like this…forever?

It did seem…she wasn’t even touching him but he looked like he was…

“Dr. J are you about to..?” she asked.

“y-y-yesss…” he groaned, obviously overcome and unable to control what was about to occur with his body. His eyes were plastered on her tits, he was imagining a life spent beneath them. 

“Do it..” she breathed, suddenly excited herself and leaning in closer and letting a thick new wave of her pheromones out onto him. “Come for me,” she said, “come for me sweetie…”

“nnnnnnNNNNGGGHH…!” he moaned, his body spasming, his hips jerking as, unbidden, his cock erupted. Naked, standing tall, it shot its first load nearly three feet skyward. Then again, and again, it jerked, his loins and sac clenched as he emptied himself into the air. “oh m-…oh my god…!” What was happening?!?

“Oh yes…oh yes Dr J!!” she crowed, amazed at the sight, amazed at the moment, amazed at her abilities to do what she had just done. She’d made a man come - with just her voice! FFFfffuck it made her feel so…powerful! “Come on, yes, come for me..!” she urged him, “come - more! More!” She was being gripped in an ecstasy of her own, something strong that lit her fires deep. Oh my godddd… It was coming quick…she might…she might…

Girls everywhere began to sweat, to heat, sit up straight and grew quiet. Sounds around them disappeared.

As if on command, he was hit with another wave of orgasm and he grunted anew. He stared down now at his pulsing, throbbing, still erupting erection and - instead of feeling bad, like a teenage premature ejaculator - felt proud, proud of his undeniable virility. Look at this thing! It was enormous, powerful, and Melissa seemed in awe. And, she didn’t seem upset at all that he came so quickly. She was excited that he was in love with her body’s power and her seemingly endless curves.

“Oh yes, oh yes, good boy..!” she caught herself saying, bringing yet another whine from him, “Keep going! Keep coming, get it all…out!” Her own body was quivering…quivering…and, yes, yes! Suddenly Nnnnnnnnnhhhh…! A small climax of her own, from pure excitement, without the touch of another, shivered through her body.

Girls everywhere felt it. Girls everywhere moaned.

Nnnngh…nnngh…nghh…Yes! he growled to himself, and could feel the power of her voice, like it was squeezing his cock from shaft to tip, milking him. It felt amazing but oh my god what the fuck?!? She’d just…she’d just said ‘good boy’ and nnnnnGGGHHHhhhh….!!!! He was rapt as she continued to coo to him, continued to urge him, continued to fill his world with her voice. It was…it was like hands, her hands, finishing him, coddling him, comforting him with pleasure. “Good boy, Dr. J…yes…yes, good boy..!”

They both stared, they both breathed, and as his orgasm slowly changed from a storm to a drizzle, the rolls of thunder around them faded to a flicker, the lighting became quiet. She purred, she cooed, his climax drifting silent. His come had - holy shit - covered her breasts, and they both now watched its pearly goo dribble down her slopes, into her cleavage. He gasped, finally able to draw a real breath, struggling to weigh out what had just happened. Had he been that turned on?? That he came with…with…with just her talking to him?!?

Melissa, for herself, was swimming in pleasure. This was both a final culmination of everything and the first step of something. It was so, so, so so so so so exciting!!!! 

Girls everywhere had begun to laugh.

“Oh my God, Dr J! That was so wonderful!” she sang. She was still shaking, and her enthusiastic exhilaration clipped his budding embarrassment. This was less a premature ejaculation and more a…a demonstration. This is what it can be like, she thought to him, this is what I can do.  She hoped the camera caught the whole thing.

This is what this girl can do to me? he marveled at the same time, watching as his cock began to fall and beginning to feel - whoah, wow - an intense tiredness overtake him, A-and this is just our first date..!?  ”Melissa…h-how did you..?” he was able to ask, even as he began to slump, to his left, head leaning towards his pillow.

”Shhhh…shhhh, sweetie. Don’t think too much…” she whispered as her right hand moved to support him, so he didn’t fall too quickly, all as she tenderly leaned towards him and slowly slid fingers of her other hand, now, through the gooey mess on her chest, “Just know that it’s just the first step into something beautiful…”

His eyes began to close as he watched her scoop, and slowly bring her fingers to her mouth.

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[dreamcatcherrs]

3 types of kisses - dream

 okay, so this is basically a “top 3 kisses” that dream would like the most (based on what I think). thought it would be a good and different way to celebrate reaching 100 followers! thank you guys all for your support, I just started this mcytblr account a few weeks ago and I’m already at 100 followers. wow! you're all so amazing and make my day<3 thank you

FRENCH KISS

I mean, who doesn't like a nice and passionate french kiss? definitely one of his favs. would be the type to kiss you when coming home, for it to end up being a bunch of french kissing against the door. even though it’s one of his favourites, he doesn't like initiating it ALL the time. he likes to surprise you - slip in his tongue when he feels the need to - not every time you kiss.

you don't now how long you'd been laying there for - the minutes that had gone by felt timeless. the sun was setting and the wind was picking up slightly, the sound of leaves brushing against each other and the smell of grass filling your senses.

opening your eyes, you looked up at the sky, half covered by the tree leaves you were laying under. the blanket underneath you felt soft against your skin, restraining the grass from embedding into your skin beneath it.

slowly, you sat up, smiling as you looked towards his focused expression. he broke his focus away from the book once noticing you’d awoken from your nap, smiling back at you before bending the corner of the page he’d reached, and closing the book. it bugged you that he didn't just use a bookmark like any sane person, but you didn't want to ruin the peaceful moment surrounded by nature, just because you did some things differently than he did. in fact, you found it slightly attractive even though it pissed you off. only he could make you feel that way.

“good nap?” he asked, taking your hand in his and placing a short peck on your knuckles. you nodded, flattening out your hair and breathing in the freshness of the air.

“yeah, it was good.” you looked around the park, fixing your eyes on the different people there. most of the ones that were there before you’d taken a nap were gone by now - only a few people and a couple of dogs left. it was maybe around 6 pm now if you were to guess, based off of the temperature and the amount of people. “wanna pack things up and head home?”

he nodded; “yeah.”

he collected the things you’d brought with you, packing them into the bag, whilst you folded the blanket neatly back together. right when you were about to leave you noticed a funny mark etched into the tree you were laying beneath. out of instinct, you walked towards it, letting go of the hand that had been holding yours.

“hey, look.” you pointed at the small quote in the tree, letting your finger slide across the bark. “’sometimes you will never know the value of a moment, until it becomes a memory’. that's beautiful, don't you think?”

he walked up beside you, staring at the words embedded into the tree. he shrugged his shoulders. “it’s okay, I guess.”

you turned to him, arm falling to rest by your side again. “don’t you think it’s a sign? I mean, what are the chances that we’ve been under this tree the whole day, and now this is here? not a coincidence, I think” your words made him smile. he wrapped an arm around you, pulling your body closer to his.

“maybe. I mean, I’m sure it was there before we got here but, let’s take action in what it’s telling us, shall we?” as he spoke, he leaned in towards you, placing a gentle peck on your lips. pulling away ever so slightly, waiting for a response, you smiled at his words and took the chance to rest your hands on his neck, letting your index fingers rest behind his ears.

he placed his lips on yours again, this time adding more pressure. your heart pumped in your chest and blood flushed to your cheeks, your eyes closing as you let yourself get lost in the moment. he opened his mouth against yours, trying to pry your lips apart. you sighed once he’d successfully accomplished the action, gasping at the feeling of his tongue flicking against yours.

the feeling made your breath hitch, completely succumbing to his unpredictable moves. he moved his hand from your waist to your cheek, pulling your face closer to his and deepening the kiss further. his tongue caressed and hugged yours, making sure not to be too agressive. it was just perfect.

the moment ended sooner than you wanted it to once your need for oxygen became evident, pulling away from him slowly with a difficulty of catching your breath.

your eyes, wide as ever, stared into his green ones, glazed over with a dewy shine. your lips felt raw and abused and your heart was beating faster than you could muster - it felt amazing.

“I- wh- whoah,” was all you could say, leaving clay to giggle at your state. he pulled away from you to pick up the bag again, taking your hand in his on your journey home.

“come on - enough memories to make for today.”

SHOULDER KISS

okay so it might not seem like it, but dream LOVES a couple of shoulder kisses here and then. especially if he had a bad day or is just feeling kinda down. it warms his heart when he receives them from you, and would definitely give them to you as well. I do imagine him liking receiving them more than giving, though.

you averted your eyes from your phone and up to your boyfriend, widening at the sight before you. there stood your 6′3 boyfriend, hair wet and curly from the shower he took, droplets of water falling onto the bare skin of his chest, until reaching the towel hanging on by a thread on his hips. it was impossible for you to look away when he just walked in here from the bathroom like nobody’s business, looking like THAT.

a smirk appeared on his face as he watched you stare at him with your mouth agape, using a second and smaller towel to gently crunch the ends of his hair. walking towards your spot on the bed, his eyes met yours with a hint of mischief in them. then, a warm finger hooked under your chin, thumb brushing slightly against your bottom lip,

“you should close your mouth,” he said, gluing your lips together with a single hand movement. “you might catch flies.”

you could feel your cheeks flush in embarrassment, and therefore hit his hand away from you, giving him a pout. he laughed and crawled over you to his side of the bed, plopping onto his back and resting his head on his arms crossed behind his head. “shut up! I was just…” he raised an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to continue, a lock of wet hair popping out from behind his ear. “it’s not my fault you look like that.”

that made him laugh. he leaned over, cupping your cheek in his hand and kissing it. “you're cute when you're blushing.”

you rolled your eyes at him and crossed your arms over your chest stubbornly, before stepping out of the bed. “well, now that you're done messing around, I’m gonna get ready for bed,” you tutted, walking into the bathroom. he chuckled to himself, grabbing his phone from the nightstand to check twitter.

it only took about 10 minutes before you were back again, walking out to the sight of your boyfriend rolling his shoulders back uncomfortably, a look of pain on his face. immediately your face dropped, worried that something might've happened to him in the literal 10 MINUTES you were gone in. you swore, he was just like a kid.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, standing by the edge of the bed frame. you watched him hide the painful look on his face, a crooked smile appearing on his face. you raised your eyebrow for him to go on, parting your lips.

“oh, nothing… my back has just been aching a lot today.” by the look on your face, he knew exactly what you were about to do. “I’m sure it’s gone by tomorrow!”

“lay on your stomach,” you ordered, rolling up the sleeves of your pyjamas and moving over to his side of the bed. he huffed but did as you said, rolling onto his stomach with his arms laying flat by his side.

you climbed over him, straddling his hips and analysing what you had to work with. you pressed a hand against the skin between his shoulder blades, moving two fingers along his spine, applying pressure as you went.

“really, can't we just go to bed- ah!” you smirked slightly, being careful with pressing down onto the spot that was aching right as you found it.

“sorry, baby. but you're not going anywhere before I’m done here.” you licked your lips as you eased up the skin on his back, being extra cautious of the areas in which he would wince whenever you pressed down even just slightly. “it’s that stupid chair, I’m telling you. you should really get a new one - that’s what’s been destroying your back like this!”

he let out a sigh, closing his eyes and just enjoying the relief he felt as you caressed and massaged his skin. “I know… I’ll buy one soon.” you nodded, though he couldn't see that. leaning down, you pressed soft and pillowy kisses onto his shoulders, being aware of not pressing your weight onto him too much.

“tomorrow,” you said, massaging his shoulders and neck and leaving kisses behind wherever you had eased up his skin.

“tomorrow.”

BITE KISS

okay, so this one is obviously mostly for special occasions, but god does this man love a good ol’ bite in his kiss. he is probably the one to initiate it the most (because he usually likes being the one in control), but would find it very sexy if you did it to him as well. and don't be shy to really bite down - he sure isn't! he loves a bit of roughness and edge ;)

“I still can't get over how good that pasta was! it was just like - a dream” you  laughed, stepping inside of his apartment once he’d unlocked it, kicking off your high heels and letting your bag fall onto the floor in the hallway.

“ha ha ha, real funny,” he mocked, locking the door behind him as he entered after you. you giggled at him and peeled off your jacket, before hanging it onto the coat hanger. “but I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

you smiled, helping him out of his coat and appreciating the nice smell of his cologne as you neared him. “yeah, well, I don't think the food was the best part of tonight.” he cocked an eyebrow at you, showing his teeth off in a proud grin. “in fact, the night isn't over yet…”

he placed his hands on your hips, feeling the satin fabric move beneath his fingertips as he pulled you towards him. “you're definitely onto something,” he muttered. he stepped forward, making you step backwards until you were pushed fully against the wall of the dark hallway. the shine of the door light reflected onto his green orbs, the twinkles in them making your knees grow weak.

you could feel the heat of his clothes pressing into yours, bodies fitting together perfectly, and his hot breath fanning against your lips as you got closer. he pushed a knee between your legs, making you gasp at the feeling, caught off guard at the sudden motion. he took this opportunity to press his lips against yours, mouth opening up against yours. you rested the palms of your hands against his chest, his tuxedo feeling hot and damp under your fingers.

one of his hands trailed from your hip and onto your behind, pressing your body further into the depth of his and giving it a small squeeze while his hand was there. you hummed in approval, nose pressing against his as he angled his head to the right slightly, deepening the kiss further.

you were displeased when he pulled away to catch his breath, only to appear more satisfied once he moved his kisses onto your neck. he captured a piece of flesh between his teeth, nibbling, and then leaving a gentle kiss onto the spot he’d just abused. you sighed in pleasure, tilting your head back to give him more room, blonde strands of hair brushing against your chin as he continued.

needing more, you cupped his face in your hands and pressed your lips against his once again. this time he was the one to let out a hum, resting a hand on the wall right beside your head. suddenly, you felt a sharp string in your bottom lip, opening your eyes to stare right into his, watching as he pulled your lip towards him using his teeth. you gasped once he let go and your lip popped right back into place, closing your eyes again when he took your lip into his mouth to heal the wound by sucking gently on it.

he smirked at your reaction, taking this moment of weakness to grip onto your thighs and pushing you upwards as a sign for you to jump. you caught on to what he wanted, jumping into his arms as you moved towards the bedroom...

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Ortho! We heard from your big brother that a special little kid is having his birthday soon! So we came to give our congratulations! We also put together an appropriate song list, hope you enjoy!-♦️🦇☀️

“H-Huh?! Wh-Why are the flashy trio... I-I mean, why are you guys here?!” Idia demanded, pointing a shaking finger at the Light Music Club.

As per usual, they were in the process of carting in the tools of their trade and other equipment. Ortho floated far above them, marveling at each new instrument that appeared. Idia, on the other hand, was not nearly as pleased.

“I-I told you that Ortho is capable of p-playing his own music! I’ve installed high quality speakers in his Birthday Gear for this very purpose!!”

“Aw, lighten up, Idia-kun~ Having your lil bro work at his own party’s no good!” Cater tucked a hand on the small of his neck and threw a wink. “It’ll just put strain on Ortho-chan’s battery--so let the LMC come to your rescue! We even spent so long curating a song selection he’d like, you know? Lots of pop and synesthesia, plus some Vocalo—”

“Like! I! Said!” Idia gnashed his teeth. “I-If something goes terribly wrong with him, I-I’ve brought all my own equipment... I-I can mix any music I want, or just blast something I pulled from the internet via bluetooth speakers...”

“Whoah, you brought your own stuff too?” Kalim poked his head out from behind a drum set. “Sweet, we’ll let you know if we’re missing anything then. We appreciate all the help you’re offering, Idia!”

“I-I’m NOT offering to help you...!! I’m telling y-you to quit it!”

“Kufufu. I’m afraid the wheels have already been set into motion,” Lilia sang, twirling around a microphone carelessly in one hand. “It’s a bit late for you to uninvite us from our own performance.”

“Y-You really aren’t needed here...!!”

Besides, I can’t stand to stare at your flashiness for too long. It hurts my eyes so much, it feels like I’m going to lose my vision...

Idia felt a tug on his sleeve, which snapped him back from his thoughts.

“I think it’s okay, Nii-san. I don’t mind it,” the birthday boy reassured him. “There’s nothing like listening to a live performance!”

(“Nice save, Ortho-chan~” Cater called in the background.)

“B-But... Any song they can play, I’m sure we could make it a lot better, or find a better version of it online... R-Real people can mess up during live performances, and that’s too much trouble to deal with.”

“That’s what makes it nice!” Ortho grinned from ear to ear. “It’s what makes it... human!!”

“Human...” Idia stared at his little brother. “... I-Is that really a sound you want to hear? Even though ‘human’ is imperfect?”

“Hehe. Even as imperfect as being ‘human’ is, it’s a fun song. It’s always changing, and trying to get better... Like a program or an AI trying to learn from its experiences.”

A note rang out--far too flat to be considered show-worthy. It was followed by a burst of laughter.

(“Gahahah! Your guitar’s way out of tune!!” Kalim howled, slapping a hand on his friend’s back.

“I’m aware, yes. That is why I was testing out the chords before we went on stage.” Lilia looked thoughtful as he tapped a finger against his chin. “What an interesting show that would be.”)

“... Like that?”

“Exactly like that, Nii-san!”

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

more I just realized I put timestamps occasionally .oops

0 73 -433 church prime... why is that familiar..

ooh this looks cool. no idea who built it but yeah. lotta mushrooms but the build is cool

274 -342 I keep thinking about that wall from last rb. it makes me feel uneasy but this building is a cool distraction tbh. I like being here. takes the fear(?) away for some reason also does that say POG on the floor

247 -245 I think. this is dream's house? from like early on I think??

260 -177 pft. BitchBoyHalo. also GAY CASTLE WOAHH wait there's redstone stuff,,,

468 -243 nether tower. MLG practice tower maybe? hey what's that mycelium areWOAH

HOLY SHIT.

okay I NEED to know who built this. holy fuck. also there's another hole to deepslate nearby why are there so many holes that go specifically to deepslate-

475 147 kbity

.

..gh I want to find out I think ther eHAS to be some,thing behind that obby

hrgh. no

okay I have somehow found my way back to spawn

flying around until I find something I haven't seen before and what the duck

.

.why did I feel the need to screenshot that chest anyway have tommyinn it book

also found a book that says

"239 405 kinoko. - be safe"

so I'll check out those coords soon ig. but like. what's back there what's behind that

276 -514 yeah I'd say that's under construction. under destruction maybe

194 -672 I have found.. barrierce

336 -553 CHESS

okay near the chess I found some named items in a chest including netherite sword called Ranord netherite axe called Axe of Gender netherite shovel called Darth Spader trident called Warden's Trident

oh. OH IT'S THIS

l'manberg pit at 443 -627 hey wasn't this area blown up for like a very extended amount of time? how is the deepslate intact?

I do love that it's overgrown though. how did the plants get up there lmao-

317 -418 is this a museum?

317 -790 the statues,,

I gotta go back to that spider spawner. I haven't stopped thinking about it this whole time I need to know what's th

holy shit this one tunnel goes exactly 906 blocks. ladder at 394 11 -891, it goes negative z

oh- oh I was wondering where that was (44 910 btw)

145 59 -785 is this Ranboo's panic room?

-4 -604 oh lore?

okay taking the bridge next to the prison I WHOAH OKAY BIG HOUSE

ah. that's Snowchester

well after some flying around and thinking I should go back to the spider spawner I found spawn again. what does the nether look like

yeah looks kinda typical aside from the hub. going through the farthest out portal I can find (-284 -250 nether side) leads to.....ocean

oh what if I go to those coords from that one book?

239 405! ohh oop I found a trident statue at -286 -1626

oh

and. within render of it. uh

this looks..trippy. it's only above the water- who built this??

248 -1986 HTAT'S a lot of books hm okay, so if I'm understanding this correctly, all I have to do is

O*Jf~y+AOY!xDl.x.RP#pfQHAYqNKlmjR#jPNn**gujV@lwf?g-IqxnkPFwfTUpb

nice! I am now Locker 1

hm okay, so if I'm understanding this correctly, all I have to do i- [does not the joke again

okay anyway back to my journey back to the spi I rnean to the coords in the book

616 -2064 morally!

wh- BEDROCK?? and what could DAiSTA rnean?

oh I found the L'Manberg pit again. hold on I have a quick stop to make

hhhhhhh I'm feeling a bit

again..

yyYYEP I'M FEELING VERY

RIGH T NOW

mmmoh but like. what if I take just a peek and then put the obsidian back. what about then

sdghfkmb d hks hbds .,,.,I wanted this..right.? I wanted to see.. hkldfhsbjfakslj ahfkhga BAH

hsoahdif GSODAHF OHJ hokay so that's how it looks ↑↑ but THIS is how it feels ↓↓

yes I did put the obsidian back. I don't want to go down there

ANYWAY BACK T O THE COORDS

oh- a cool looking mushroom town-

!!!

yooo that's cool (<- not exactly thinking about what the symbol traditionally represents)

YO THE DRAGON?? HOLY SHIT I wonder what's past the wall

wha- where am I I went through the portal and back and now I'm-

?? I'm at 317 505??? where's the exit what is this

reading books when

FUNDY KNOWS CHESS??? WOAGH I do wonder what's behind that wall thoug

yeah I've decided. out of what I've found so far, Kinoko is definitely my favorite city/town/nation what's behind the

have I gone negative on both axis yet? should I go further positive on both. should I go back to the hallway

okay there's nothing further +/+ except lighting glitches. let's try -/- can't find anything interesting past las nevadas tbh. what if there's something interesting dow

holy shit I just realized the SHEER AMOUNT OF TORCHES in the las nevadas/walltown area I need to know

okay I'm back at spawn and wow that's all lit up too. wher e is it

stumbled my way into the POG floor building again and I found out it has a basement! the water stream doesn't seem to lead anywhere though oh shit it's like 3am. fuck.

urghhhh do I really want to go find that spider spawner again? tbh I kinda just want to sleep. and with the way that area has been making me feel I think I probably Shouldn't go down there Right Before Sleeping. I'll go tomorrow probably maybe unless someone who sees this can rb this with screenshots or a recording so that I don't have to go down there to know what's there? maybe? possibly ? ?please ?

exploring dsmp world download

1.16.5 right? hopefully?? also to preface I've forgotten most of the stuff I knew about dsmp so uh (this will not contain spoilers(?) for a very specific and disappointing reason, just under cut bc it's long)

3:08 PM Where Is It

ohh I put the folder with the world folder in it in .minecraft oop- should be fixed now

oagh it's 1.18.2 fuck

3:15 ok anyway here we go

whuh. why am I in survival- HARD MODE?? gh :/ I wanted to fly around and see everything..

sighhhh. closing minecraft a Fourth time nbtexplorer where are you

wh- ohh it had to load like 617170 things bc I clicked data instead of playerdata

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh in the WORLD'S leve.dat file ok did that. [opens minecraft for the fifth time

and I'm in survival again. okay I give up I need to work on my redstone thing anyway. or whatever.

[sunny6677]

Spooky Month: The Dating Sim

Part 9

(I'm mainly just doing this because it's fun to watch, but this is basically a spooky month interactive thing/poll which is kinda like a dating sim. Of course, only the adult characters can be your love interests. So do take that in mind.)

(By the way, since it was a tie, I'll be mixing the two options that were chosen. And other thing, I added the fourth option on the poll as a joke, I swear. /lh)

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You decided that you would offer emotional support.

You told him to not worry, and that you were certain things were going to be okay.

"Huh?" The man at the counter said, arching a brow as if he wasn't expecting for you to offer such emotional support. "U—Uh.. thanks, dude!" A smile formed on his face. At the very least, he seemed to be feeling a little bit better thanks to you.

You then thought for a moment. What else could you do to make him feel better?

...

You.. you wanna fix the projectors yourself? You.. you don't even know this guy that well. Why are you—

...

Alright, alright. Fine..

You then decided in your mind that you would attempt to fix the projectors for the sake of some man you barely knew.

Without a word, you hurried off to one of the corridors, and rushed to wherever the first movie room would be. You could hear the man's voice calling out to you from behind, "Wha—dude? Where are you going? He—Hey!"

Ignoring his frantic pleads for you to come back, you went into the first movie room you saw, and rushed into the darkness of the room. Despite the eery silence, you rushed up the stairs, and headed up to where you thought the projector would be. Eventually, after turning and twisting in different directions, you found the room in which the projector was at.

You.. you then began to somehow fix the projector. You.. don't even know how to fix a projector. How—how are you doing that? That's horrifying—how are you doing that?!

Then, after what seemed like minutes, you managed to fix the projector. But of course, you weren't done.

You then rushed out of the projector room, and headed out. You ran down the stairs of the movie room, and then began to go to another movie room. And so, this process began to repeat. You would go into a different movie room, you'd find the projector, and then you'd fix it.

It went on like this for what was most likely an hour, until you finally fixed all of the projectors in the first corridor. But of course, you still had the second corridor. So, rushing out, you began to head for the second corridor. You passed the man at the counter as you did. For some reason, he hadn't even moved a muscle. You could feel his gaze upon you as you ran past.

You could only assume he was talking to someone who just walked in, for he then said aloud, "Look.. I don't even know what they're doing. Just don't ask, dude."

Ignoring this, you went to the second corridor, and began to repeat your process. Movie room, projector room, rush out once done. Movie room, projector room, rush out once done. Movie room, projector room, rush out once done.

Then finally.. you finished. You finished fixing all of the projectors in the second corridor, without any mechanical experience whatsoever. Honestly, as the narrator, I don't even know how you did that. But it's honestly both horrifying and impressive, so props to you. I'm glad that you can't see me, otherwise, I'd try to be miles away from you.

You then rushed back to the counter, panting. You were out of breath at this point, and you felt as if you were going to collapse just standing there. Your legs wobbled from side to side, and you could feel the man's gaze upon you. "Wh—Whoah, dude! What did you even do?". You could hear the door closing behind you, and you assumed whoever was talking to the man must have left by now.

You answered between gasps that you had fixed the projectors.

The man's eyes then widened in shock. "Wh—What?! You—you fixed them?!"

You nodded, still panting.

"Du—Dude.. you didn't have to do that." The man said, raising his hand.

You said that you knew, but that you didn't want him to feel bad. And that it didn't hurt to help someone in need.

You then looked up, and blinked. The man was beginning to smile. You could see behind his glasses a glimmer of happiness in his eyes, and his lips curled upwards. It was the happiest grin you had ever seen on someone's face in your life before. And that was certainly saying something.

"Wo.. Wow! Dude.. I.. I'm gonna have to tell that guy that he doesn't.. heheh.. oh my.. dude! Thanks so much!" He seemed to have no words, for his happiness was dwelling within him. You began to think that had you been standing any closer, he would have hugged you out of sheer happiness.

He then lowered his hand, and with a smile, he asked softly, "..what's your name, man?"

[cookie-run-kingdom-story]

World of Magic & Dreams

If you have a wish, just look above at the night sky. For the stars listen to anyone and all!

Once upon a time, there was a Cookie who wished upon a twinkling star… And their earnest wish was granted.

The Witch of Dreams baked for them a beautiful and never-ending tale full of adventures!

Oh, it looks like new friends are waiting to pass through the Cookie Kingdom’s gates…! Shall we go over and let them in?

Worried Sugar Gnome: …rincess …ave …Princess Brave…! Worried Sugar Gnome: Wake up! The Witch is almost here!

Suspicious Witch: Run, run, fast as you can, but you can’t run away from me! Come here, you. I have one tasty poisoned apple prepared just for you! HA HA HA! GingerBrave: Wh-what…? AAH!! Is this… the Witch’s House?! ???: GingerBrave! Over here!

Custard Powder Prince: C’mon, let’s go! Let’s fly across the skies and leave for Never Land! GingerBrave: WHAT?! Cookies can fly?! I had no idea! Custard Powder Prince: Yep, all you gotta do is believe you can fly! Suspicious Witch: Get back here!!! Custard Powder Prince: Ha ha ha! Silly Witch! Why stay here when* we can FLY?!

*text says “where” while audio says “when”

GingerBrave: WHOAH, I can fly! This is so cool! If this is a dream, I don’t ever wanna wake up!

GingerBrave: What?! So I WAS dreaming! GingerBrave: Oh, it’s because of this book. Ha ha, I guess that’s what you dream about when you fall asleep reading fairy tales! GingerBrave: Phew, and here I thought the Witch came back here! But what a cool dream…!

???: Yes, it was quite the dream, wasn’t it? GingerBrave: AIEEEE!? A Cookie… floating… in the sky…? GingerBrave: Who are you?! Where did you come from?! ???: Do not be scared. Cream Unicorn Cookie: My name is Cream Unicorn Cookie. I always appear when happy memories and laughter are about to be born. Cream Unicorn Cookie: Oh, how wonderful it would be if there was a carnival for every story there is…! Where Cookies could come and share joyful laughs all together…! GingerBrave: …Am I still dreaming?

GingerBrave: WHOAH! I’ve never seen that door before! Was it always there?! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Ah, GingerBrave! We are at the gates of the world of dreams…! GingerBrave: Huh? You again?! Did you put it there?! Cream Unicorn Cookie: No… This place is *but a glimpse of the world from the Cookies’ dreams.

*text says “is a but a glimpse” while audio says “is but a glimpse”

Cream Unicorn Cookie: Did you not see the wishing star twinkle last night? Princess Cookie: My quest for the Genie Cookie’s lamp cannot wait! I bet it’s gonna be one magical adventure…! Ooooh, I’m so excited! Knight Cookie: Your Highness, please wait for me! Pumpkin Pie Cookie: The Pumpkin Coach and this new dress… I quite like it. Very tasteful! Custard Cookie III: Do you think I look as cool as the prince?! Y’know, I’m just as brave to rescue Snow White Cookie! He he! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Do you hear…? These are the Cookies’ fairy-tale dreams…! GingerBrave: Huh? Was everyone reading the same book or something? GingerBrave: OH I GET IT! Whatever we imagine comes true here! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Yes! And when everyone is dreaming of the same story, their dreams reach the very stars…! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Now… Let’s look at the sky and make an earnest wish…!

Mickey Mouse Cookie: Ta-da! Here I am! Ha ha! Mickey Mouse Cookie: Did I hear something about a festival?! ‘Cause that sounds amazing! Mickey Mouse Cookie: I can’t wait to see what it’s all about! Mickey Mouse Cookie: Gosh, it doesn’t look like there’s anybody here yet. Mickey Mouse Cookie: Hmm… Maybe they don’t know about the festival. Mickey Mouse Cookie: Well, I can fix that! Mickey Mouse Cookie: Hey, everybody! Over here! You gotta come see this Cookie Kingdom! It’s like a magical wish come true!

GingerBrave: Hi there, Mickey Mouse Cookie! Wow, I’ve never seen a Cookie as fun and energetic as me! Sugar Gnome: Oh dear! Oh dear, dear, dear! Cookies and decors from the stories are all coming to the Cookie Kingdom! All in a perfect line!? Sugar Gnome: Doopty-da-da! Looks like everyone’s excited to be invited to the Cookie Kingdom’s feast!

Custard Cookie III: Hurray! No one’s EVER invited Cookies from a different world! We are the first! Custard Cookie III: As the heir to the Vanilla Kingdom’s throne, it’s my VERY ROYAL duty to personally greet these Cookies! GingerBrave: Phew! I hope our new friends like our Cookie Kingdom! Let’s make them fall in love with our home!

Princess Cookie: Sounds like a job for Princess Cookie! Princess Cookie: Let’s get to work! Shine the plates with the finest sugar syrup and get our fluffiest cake sheet carpet out! Princess Cookie: Hmm… I must prepare for Alice Cookie’s questi- No no no, Knight Cookie! What did I tell you? No apple pies for Snow White Cookie! Find some strawberry pie! Knight Cookie: …S-sorry! Right away, Your Highness! Princess Cookie: When it comes to royal parties, I’m the Cookie to call! I’ll organize the most magical welcome feast for our new friends, you’ll see! GingerBrave: Wow! Thanks, Princess Cookie!

Strawberry Crepe Cookie: Ugh, what’s all this commotion about? Did you say “magic?” From “FAIRY TALES?” Pfft! GingerBrave: Strawberry Crepe Cookie! You’re gonna love this! The Cookies from the stories we read are coming to visit the Cookie Kingdom! Strawberry Crepe Cookie: I’m an ENGINEER! You think I have time for some stories?! Princess Cookie: Ah, excellent! Strawberry Crepe Cookie is here! You will sit next to Lilo Cookie. Princess Cookie: Lilo Cookie's best friend, Stitch Cookie is from outer space! So you two will get along just fine. Why don't you show them the Wafflebot hangar?! I'm sure they're gonna love it! Strawberry Crepe Cookie: …Mkay… That does sound KINDA interesting…! Strawberry Crepe Cookie: DEAL! No backsies! He he! Princess Cookie: Let's see... Do we have a seawater tank prepped for Ariel Cookie? And a zipper bag for Tinker Bell Cookie to keep her pixie dust nice and fresh? Princess Cookie: Alright! Then we’re all set for this grand magical festival of dreams and wishes! OPEN THE GATES! Knight Cookie: Yes, Your Highness Princess Cookie… Cool, graceful, and absolutely perfect as always! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Ah, it looks like the Cookie Kingdom is the perfect place for dreams to come true...! I am so excited...! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Dear butterflies… Please, fly and tell the Cookies that the gates to dreams and wishes are now wide open!

GingerBrave: Whoa, the Cookie Castle looks so magical! And it seems all the Cookies from the dream world have arrived! Princess Cookie: You are about to witness the grandest of fireworks! Tonight shall be a night to remember! Knight Cookie: Um, Your Highness…! Where did you go last night? I couldn’t find you at the ball! Knight Cookie: It's, uh, not because I wanted to ask you for a dance or anything! I'm asking for, you know... security reasons! After all, you are the princess of a kingdom...! Princess Cookie: Hmm? Last night? Oh, I had a slumber party with some of my new friends! We talked ALL night long! Ha ha! Princess Cookie: I think we’ve become great friends! Tomorrow, Aladdin Cookie is gonna take us on the Magic Carpet ride. Custard Cookie III: Then I’m gonna go play with Stitch Cookie! I just know Stitch Cookie is gonna adore me! Strawberry Crepe Cookie: I will admit, it was pretty entertaining analyzing the Pumpkin Coach. Cream Unicorn Cookie: What a fantastic summer…! It’s been a while since I’ve had so much fun… If only I could stop time…

Cream Unicorn Cookie: It always feels a tad sad knowing that our wonderful time together has to end… Strawberry Crepe Cookie: Well, I GUESS! Strawberry Crepe Cookie: But it wouldn’t be as much fun if we had a festival every day. Times like this are precious because they DON’T last forever! Pumpkin Pie Cookie: We will remember the festival whenever we see that twinkling star in the sky. This way, we'll always be together... GingerBrave: That’s very true! GingerBrave: Cream Unicorn Cookie, thanks so much for the fantastic midsummer night’s festival! Princess Cookie: We’ll never forget you even after this festival ends! Cream Unicorn Cookie: These… are the kindest words I’ve ever heard…! Thank you for giving me the greatest gift of all! Cream Unicorn Cookie: Please, think of me when you see a Carousel… Know that I will be near whenever you’re happy! Custard Cookie III: Looks like the fireworks have begun! GingerBrave: Let’s go! Show us the way, Cream Unicorn Cookie! All: Yaaay!