#affogato oneshot

[lohotine]

nice story but can you make dark cacao vs affogato x male affogato's priest reader but in original universe like reader meet affogato again outside kingdom during mission

also add against and injured ( not too much )

AN: So, I kinda forgot a lot of the crk kingdom lore, but I think I got this! Been procrastinating on this one, sorry. In Affogato's wiki, it says that after his banishment, he practiced magic and stuff, so I mentioned that in the story. Um, and I tried to find out where he went after the banishment, but I couldn't find anything so I'm just assuming he's just in a small camp or set. Idk man. If things aren't right in this, please just lmk and I can make some edits or maybe just another story. I SWEAR IM TRYING. Also I'm calling reader the prince since him and Dark Cacao are dating

Dark Cacao vs Affogato x Male! Affogato Priest's Reader

Oneshot

Warnings: Mild Injury, not proof read

-Unpleasant-

A radiant, pure, and glistening snow. It covered the ground, and trees... everything. A beautiful sight to behold, and luckily for you, you were experiencing the light snowfall firsthand!

You were recently sent out on a mission to survey a certain area in the woods. Nothing too difficult. In fact, it was very simple. Survey, collect data, and then return to the kingdom, and with the light snowfall, it should have been that hard.

Well, the snow used to be light. You don't know what caused such a sudden change, but it was now practically a blizzard. If you didn't retreat to somewhere more warm, you were going to freeze to death!

The only problem is... where would you go? Everything was all forest as far as the eyes could see.

"Feeling cold doll? Looks like you could use some help.." said a voice. You couldn't see who it was through all of the snow, but... you couldn't shake the feeling that you knew them.

"Oh, yeah! Is there anywhere we can go get out of the blizzard..?"

You could hear a subtle chuckle.

"Of course there is." A bright light would flash and you were now in a completely different area.

A nice, warm, and cozy cabin. A fireplace was lit in the corner, but.... you could also now see them.

"Affogato Cookie?" You'd shout in bewilderment as you took a step back.

"Yes. Did you miss me~?" He'd take a step closer to you and take hold of your chin, forcing you to look at him.

Immediately, you swatted away his hand and sent him a glare.

"Do not touch me," you would hiss.

"Ahaha, you've still got that vicious personality, I see! But... this is no way to treat the person who has just saved your life, is it?"

He stared at you with those cold and uncaring eyes, still weilding that sly smile he always had all those months ago.

"Fine then. Thank you for saving me," you would say half-heartedly. You were grateful, just a bit on edge since it was Affogato who had saved you.

"So doll, how have you been? Is the king doing well?" He would ask. You only nod your head.

"How... unpleasant."

Affogato would swirl around his staff, and a pain would shoot through your body.

You knew exactly what this was. It was the poison he would use on his enemies... but he's improved.

"Ah, I've missed you're charming little expressions! This is why you've always been my favorite little doll~" He would pinch your cheeks while giving you that taunting smile.

"It hurts, doesn't it? I can make it stop," said Affogato Cookie.

"Then stop it," you would say with a glare.

"Of course! Under one condition though. You have to bring me to meet Dark Cacao Cookie. This is something you can do... yes?"

Oh. He was planning something for sure, but... all you could think about was the venom running through your blood.

"Fine! Just cut it out already."

He'd flick his staff once more, and the pain would lessen. Of course, poison cannot be cured so easily.

"The burning sensation will only last for a little while. Anyway, I'm glad we could come to an agreement! Now then, shall we head there now?"

That scowl never left your face, but you would nod your head all the same. It's not like you could take Affogato in a fight anyway.

《☆》

As Affogato and you walked into the gates of the kingdom, some guards would immediately ready their weapons.

"Prince, what is that traitor doing with you?!" They would ask in a panic.

You took a look at Affogato, who had never looked so calm and collected before.

"Stand down. I'm bringing him to the king," You'd order. Afgogato would chuckle before giving a viscious side eye towards the guards.

They looked shocked, but ultimately followed your lead since going against you was like going against the king himself.

"Yes sir." They said with a bow.

You started walking towards the castle, getting scared looks from the normal citizens.

The dizziness from before has also yet to fade.

"This kingdom looks the same as last time.. though, you are looking as darling as ever," Affogato would say with a grin.

"I don't want to hear it from you."

Affogato only hums, not bothering to push much farther.

It did not take long before you had reached the king's chambers.

Dark Cacao noticed Affogago instantly.

"What is he doing here?" Dark Cacao would ask with a booming voice. His blade was already at the ready.

"Ah ah ah, I wouldn't be so hasty to attack. You're little lover here might get hurt,"

Affogato would snicker before waving his staff, and that dark bubble would come back to consume you.

"You-" Dark Cacao would grit his teeth while glaring daggers into Affogato.

"Hand over the kingdom, and I'll stop the curse on him."

Dark Cacao's eyes darkened, and in an instant, he'd dash over to Affogato and strike him.

The blade would barely graze Affogato's shoulder, but it still drew blood. In a panic, Affogato would fall to the ground and start backing away.

"Ah, this isn't how the plan was supposed to turn out-"

Dark Cacao pointed the Swords edge at his neck.

"Stop the spell and leave. Next time you come here, I won't hesitate to take your life," said Dark Cacao.

He laughed nervously before swiftly undoing the curse. He flicked the staff once more again and teleported to who knows where.

Dark Cacao rushed to your side quickly.

"Are you alright?" He'd ask, holding you up.

"Yeah..." you began to cough a bit before looking at him with weary eyes.

"Here, let's get you some rest..."

《☆》 Fin

[thedarkcircuswritings]

Can I please request an Affogato x Cream Unicorn Cookie? Based off of this?

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‎https://youtube.com/shorts/GajRulKfGj8?si=p6vQJu1iWURRublJ

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The words quickly slipped out of Cream Unicorn's mouth before they could stop it. But how could they lie? They've been in Affogato's dreams for so long, knew what he wanted before the throne was even an option, and had seen the nightmares that plagued him when he became the royal advisor. And now, they could barely look the other in the eye. Could lack of love really justify all that Affogato had done? And yet, Cream Unicorn didn't want to stray from his side yet. Not until Affogato knew that he was loved.

[sweetest-starlight]

Delicious Depravity

FANDOM: Cookie Run: Kingdom

PAIRING: Affogato Cookie x Clotted Cream Cookie

WORD COUNT: 3,072

Clotted Cream has been secretly seeing his new advisor, Affogato, for a while now. But, after a particularly devious dream, Clotted’s worries and fears about their relationship- and his own love for the other man- resurface.

TW: Kidnapping, Implied Suggestive Content, Drug Usage (Aphrodisiac Incense), Internalized Homophobia, Dubious Consent (dw it was just a dream)

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Once Clotted Cream’s blindfold was pulled off, the lights were blinding. An eerie red glow from the candles surrounding the room, black stone walls towering above to surround and trap the Consul. He squinted his olive eyes, adjusting to the scene. It was dim, there was a small table in the room, decorated in a way reminiscent of the shrines he’d seen in the Dark Cacao Kingdom, with a small, purple and white incense holder in the center. Clotted was seated in a chair- he tried to wriggle out, but he had realized that he was tied to it. When he looked up again, there was something blocking the table.

It was the silhouette of a man tending to the incense holder. Clotted had never seen this man before, and he wasn’t in the room prior to this, so he’d probably just arrived. This must be my captor, the Consul thought. If he had his cloak, he might have been able to get out of this situation, but in the dark shadows of the room it was nowhere to be found. Clotted turned to look at the door behind him. It was locked shut.

“I presume you’re wondering where you are right now.”

The man’s velvety voice called out to him. Once Clotted looked back, he could get a clear view of his kidnapper’s face- deep coffee brown skin and long fluttery lashes, all framing his opalescent eyes. His hair was a deep brown, flowing into milky white at the ends. A single strand of the man’s soft locks fell playfully over his eye, in a manner that was almost endearing. He was a beauty.

A beauty Clotted was not prepared for, nor that he know existed.

A beauty he had seen no other possess in his life.

“Well?”

Clotted was called back into reality. The man in front of him stood with a smug grin. Taking a breath, Clotted replied, “You were correct in that regard. I would like to know who you are and why you have brought me here.”

The mysterious man chuckled. “Well, Consul-“ he said with teasing emphasis, “I am Affogato Cookie, former advisor to King Dark Cacao Cookie, as you have probably heard.”

“The man who betrayed the king?” Clotted gasped. He caught wind of this event from an associate staying in the Dark Cacao Kingdom for business. Apparently, Affogato had plotted with the Cookies of Darkness to assassinate the king and take the throne.

Affogato has probably learned since then. With his newfound alliance and the fact that he’s kidnapped the Consul, there’s a high chance that he’s trying to do it again. Eliminate Clotted and take the Crème Republic for himself. Who’s to say that Affogato wouldn’t kill Clotted right here and now?

He could not let his home fall into such despicable hands.

“Affogato, I know you’re plotting something. Whatever it is, I will not let you have it.” The other man chuckled at that, a deceptively soft sound from even softer looking lips. He took a few steps forward, smirking at Clotted in a manner he could only describe as infuriating. Infuriating in a… shamefully attractive way. But Clotted must hold fast. His life is on the line.

“Hmmm, I knew you’d say that,” Affogato replied, “It isn’t as bad as you think, I promise. Nor your life or your precious Republic will be put in danger if you fail to comply.” The former advisor circled the Consul’s chair like a hawk circling carrion.

Clotted kept his guard up. He had to. Affogato was known to be a liar, and a good one at that. The Consul was smart enough not to trust a deceptive snake like Affogato. He would not fall prey to his trap.

“What do you plan to do with me? Hold me for ransom? Keep me prisoner? I know you’re lying, Affogato,” Clotted spat, trying to stay collected under the bubble of feelings boiling under his surface. It was an odd mix, undeniably rushed as he tried not to get too flustered- anger, fear, and only the slightest bit of attraction and the guilt that came with it. What was it about Affogato’s eyes, his voice, the way the red candlelight seemed to make him glow? What was Clotted doing, eyeing his captor? Thinking the man who kidnapped him, tied him up, and most likely has some kind of torture lined up for him was- dare he say it- pretty? The irony was torture in of itself. Clotted could barely even mention the fact that he was also a man. Such sodomy would never be accepted from a respectable Consul. It was… wrong.

So why did this traitorous man’s silken voice and elegant posture make his heart race? Think, he muttered to himself internally, You need to find a way out of this situation. Find a way to persuade this man to at least undo your binds. If then, you might be able to find a way to escape or find your cloak. Clotted’s head couldn’t race any faster. He felt a bead of sweat drip down his forehead, and looked back at those breathtaking eyes.

Affogato’s slit pupils met the Consul’s. His smug expression never left. The former advisor walked away from Clotted to the table. He picked something up- a thin, long item. It was a little hard to make out in the dimly lit room, but he was soon able to recognize that it was a stick of incense.

“Do you know what this is?” Affogato inquired.

“It’s a stick of incense.”

“Percisely.” Affogato strolled up to Clotted’s chair to give him a teasing pat on the head. The touch made Clotted blush. “I picked it up just a few days ago. This specific blend is said to be a great…aphrodisiac.” The Consul couldn’t even find the strength to think as Affogato trailed his finger down his cheek, ending with a lift to his chin and a playful flick as he pulled it away. Sweat was crawling down Clotted’s face, and he could feel his heart beating in his chest like a war drum. It was deafening. Once he came back to reality, Clotted saw Affogato walk to the incense stand and place the stick in it. Only then did it click.

“Affogato… do you plan to-“

Affogato turned around sharply. “It depends. Do you want it?”

Clotted Cream was at a loss for words.

Affogato held eye contact as Clotted stared in shock, eventually settling on explaining his plan himself. “Fine, then. If you’re going to keep gawking at me like a dead fish.”

“The rest of the Cookies of Darkness and I have already taken the Republic. It was a rather easy task, seeing as your people seem to be as weak and groveling as their le- my apologies, former leader.”

Former?

“Dark Enchantress has declared that I will be able to oversee its rule in your absence, as its king.”

Clotted gasped again. He pulled on his binds, leaning as close as he could to his kidnapper in desperate distress. Affogato’s plan had worked… and now he was in control over the entire Crème Republic. Who knows what he could do?

His home was in serious danger.

“You’ve taken the Republic? You cannot be se-“

“Ah-ah-ah, shhh,” Affogato teased as he put a finger to the Consul’s lips to shush him. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head off, they’re all safe. They’ll be safer with me than they ever were with you and those old bats from the Council in charge. Or, they will be… as long as you accept my deal.”

“A deal?”

“Correct. I’ll spare your life, and the lives of your precious republic, as long as you promise to satisfy my… other desires. Only if you so wish, of course. We could always just hold you prisoner. If not, then I suggest you prepare to say goodbye to everything you hold dear.”

… What?

Satisfy his other desires…?

Clotted was no maiden. He knew what Affogato meant. But… really? Was Clotted dreaming? He must be, in no other world would this opportunity be granted to him. He had a duty to his people, a duty to keep them safe and happy in the Crème Republic, but having to exchange his body for their security? To lay with this beautiful traitor? It felt… wrong,

Yet so, so right.

Clotted knew that this could never be. In any other situation, he would have controlled himself. The Consul is not supposed to seek pleasure with reckless abandon, especially from a political rival, a traitor, and definitely not from another man. But his people are on the line. As the Consul, it’s his duty to protect them. He’ll do anything if he must. It’s only a coincidence that he’s not exactly opposed to this.

But still, Clotted has to keep his head on straight.

He gulped.

“Well, Affogato,” he asked, face flushed, “What makes you think I’d do that?”

“Consul, I know you care about your people. It’s a given for a leader like you. But I can see that this goes a little… deeper.” He pulled out a matchbox. “You want this. You want this badly.”

Clotted swallowed again. By now, he can feel the warmth of shame in his face. These desires were embarrassing to him, but knowing that someone else knows? Not just that, but the someone else causing these feelings? It’s nothing short of humiliating.

And still, Clotted is finding a little excitement in it.

“How would you know?”

“Oh, please, it’s written all over your face. You’re not being particularly subtle about this, darling,” the ex-advisor says, almost like he knows it will send shivers up Clotted’s spine. “You’re blushing like a schoolgirl and sweating like you’ve just ran a mile. I always assumed you would be more innocent in these regards, but this? It’s almost endearing how little you’re prepared.” Affogato lit the match.

“So, what will it be, Consul? Do we have a deal?”

Clotted could barely think. Affogato’s offer called out to him in the background like the snake calling out to Eve. The room started to feel warmer, more humid, as drops of sweat slipped down his neck. He knew he had no other option. He had to do this is he wanted to protect the Republic. He had to.

But the thing was, he also wanted to. He wanted this man, his effeminate looking frame, his elegant poise, his pearl eyes and plush lips. He wanted to hear that voice cry obscenities, wanted to feel his hands cross his bare skin and leave trails of fire in their wake. He wanted this man like he needed air. He needed Affogato.

It’s not like he had a choice. Might as well bite the apple.

“Yes. It’s a deal.”

Clotted sharply inhaled as Affogato’s eyes narrowed. His lips curled into a sinister smirk. “Good boy. Let me light the incense,” he called as he brought the match to the stick. The former advisor lit the incense, watching the hazy lavender smoke twist its way around the two men. It settled in Clotted’s lungs almost immediately, blurring his vision as his eyelids drooped. He leaned in, staring at Affogato through half lidded eyes and with his mouth slightly agape. I must look humiliating, he thought, but there was only so much he could do under the effect of the incense and the dashing allure of this man. Affogato leaned in and took him by the chin.

“Are you ready?”

Clotted could only nod.

“Show me how much you truly desire your new King, ‘Consul’~”

The touch of Affogato’s lips was electric.

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ ᯓ★

“Clotted?”

Clotted Cream blinked slowly. Once his eyes were open just enough to see, he could faintly make out his desk. The inkwell sat next to a half-burned candle, lighting the area enough to see the parchment in front of him and the smudge of ink from the quill in his hand. The Consul felt a hand on his back, soft and warm. He looked back to see Affogato, gazing at him with concern.

“Hello, Affogato… what are you doing here?” he asked.

“You fell asleep at your desk again, dearest. You really shouldn’t be staying up this late, you’ve already lost enough sleep.”

Ah. So that was just a dream. Okay.

“I’ll work on that, darling. I just need to finish these last few reports,” Clotted explained. He was supposed to present them on Monday, so he had no choice but to spend the weekend working. Again. When had he ever not?

Clotted had a Republic to look after. Rest and relaxation was a luxury when the future of an entire state- at this point the world- lied in the palm of your hand. The Consul had dedicated his entire life to this purpose, from that fateful day when he was twelve and his entire life shifted around him. There was no going back now, even if it cost him his health.

Affogato loosened his touch on Clotted’s back. “Well you can come to bed when you’re finished there at the least. It’s been awfully lonely without you,” he teased, resting his arms against the Consul’s shoulder and planting a cheeky kiss on his head. Clotted kissed his cheek in return, and Affogato turned to walk away.

As he walked away, Clotted couldn’t help but remember the dream. This same view of Affogato’s back but lit with red lights and accented by lavender smoke billowing around them. The feeling of helplessness in his bones as Affogato took him by the chin. The sweet, aching pain of knowing what you’re doing is wrong but you have no choice and you love it. Clotted had that sweetness in his system now, in the form of this man and his stunning eyes and gorgeous hair and ruthless cunning and everything Clotted wanted in his house, smiling at him and kissing his cheek like the beautiful vice he was.

Dream Clotted knew it was wrong. He was being forced into it, his desire nothing but a coincidence. But real Clotted willingly took the chance. He too knew it was wrong, but his heart got in the way of his head and bored a hole for Affogato to invade his thoughts in a way nothing else had. In the dream, the forbidden fruit was shoved into his mouth. But in reality, Clotted reached for that apple, bit into its saccharine flesh and let the juice dribble down his chin. And now he had to live with the consequences.

No one would see him the same if they were discovered. Maybe Financier, but she would still be furious that the Consul had fallen for a known traitor. His father would probably kill him if he found out. Clotted was a role model, the perfect figure of an upstanding citizen of the Crème Republic. Brave, intelligent, diplomatic- the prefect leader. He had been molded and been molding himself into that his entire life. Clotted had to be someone to look up to, someone who was steadfast and resisted temptation, who did not succumb to such shameful vices. He was not supposed to feel like this.

But yet, the Consul couldn’t not feel like this. Not when Affogato was as wonderful as he was, not when they were so compatible, not when he showed Clotted love and care and acceptance that he had never known in his life. Clotted felt on top of the world with Affogato by his side.

He thought back to the dream. About being kidnapped. It was a scary thing, but the more he thought about it, the more it started to sound like freedom. Affogato was a divine light in Clotted’s life, motivating him to survive the pressures of the day and the day after if just for another chance to see that smile. If the Consul could relinquish everything he’d ever known to spend the rest of his days shrouded in Affogato’s glory, he would in a heartbeat. No limits to what was acceptable of him, no intense pressure to conform to what was seen as right and necessary and sacrifice every part of himself to please his betters, just Clotted and the man he loved until the day they died.

But that wasn’t reality, was it?

Clotted had the Republic. Its entire future rested on his back and to drop it would be to drop the lives of millions. What about their joy? Their futures? With the Crème Republic’s newfound involvement in the pending war against the Cookies of Darkness, the future of the entirety of Earthbread? The friends that Clotted had just made? He couldn’t just give up everything for Affogato. Clotted cared about his people. His people depended on the Consul, even if it meant wearing himself out beyond belief every day and ending up too tired to fall asleep. Even if it meant being berated by his father for anything barely on the border of being a mistake. Even if it meant that every single day Clotted could feel himself inching deeper and deeper into a pit of despair that he can’t see the bottom of. The Consul wished he could pull himself out, but the weights on his shoulders made it impossible.

And so, Clotted was locked in an eternal stalemate between desire and duty. He knew what would happen if he left, how hollow and guilty it would make him feel, but he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to leave. To just… leave. He felt his bones ache from the dilemma, or maybe the stress of his life in general, or maybe because he fell asleep hunched over his desk. Either way, Clotted’s mind was sore from the sheer irony of his situation. From the way he should have known better, but never could. From the way he, the Consul of the great Crème Republic, confident and intelligent and virtuous, had been turned into a sodomite by this delicious depravity.

Clotted turned to look at the door. Affogato had left to go back to bed, leaving the hallway empty. The darkness crept out to the Consul, a painful reminder of the horribly heavy situation that drilled into his guts. The pain of reality sunk into his bones, pulling him down into his chair. Clotted flat trapped.

He sighed, picking his quill and turning back to his unfinished papers.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Okay guys this fic is probably the best and longest thing I’ve ever written EVER. Honestly I am so proud of this, I worked really hard to make sure that everything came across clearly and was fun to read and all that good stuff. I’m still a beginner writer tho so any feedback is appreciated! Thanks the most to @affocream-nation-lives for giving me this idea and keeping me motivated and helping with the process, ur the best 💛💜💛💜 and you can find the original post that inspired this fic here! Anyways that’s it from me, remember to drink water today <3

-Star ★

[clandestineivory]

To the one who requested the child!reader getting adopted by Affo, I'm doing that rn and by god is it long

Basically 900 words is crazy for a oneshot bro (even though I dug myself into this hole)😭🍺

[verifyemailmyass]

Guys, reminder that this means I am updating the undertale fic, and affocao is on the back burner for a little while.

BOTH WILL BE COMPLETED EVENTUALLY.

Hell hath no fury like the rage of a mothers love will be updated TODAY, and possibly again sometime next week. Though that may not be happening since it's my birthday next week.

This fic is easier to update since I made the actual full outline, it's shorter, and I didn't start it spontaneously like the affocao fic. It also requires less research.

That being said, once hell hath no fury is completed I will update affocao(with you by my side, the world is ours) and begin an outline for the timebomb fic.

THAT BEING SAID, I am open to doing asks, and requested oneshots throughout this time for any of the fandoms you've seen me write as I can finish those in an hour or two.

Thank you for your understanding.

[flebdoodle]

Loaf's Shadownilla (+ more!) Fic Recs

My personal favorites are marked by blue; must-reads are marked by green; other good fics (just not my jam) are marked by pink.

Shadownilla gets its own category because I am not immune to propaganda:

Blind Man's Bluff by thebiscuitlabyrinth - PLEASEEEE READ THIS. PLEASEEEE. ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLEASEEEEEEEEE. SHAKES MY HANDS IN THE AIR. Smilk goes back in time to before PV remembers he's PV. Healer Cookie please he's right behind you. Healer please. Turn around. A Guide to Making Friends by Poker - Nilly finds a book about courting traditions and mistakes it for a book on making friends. Beyond the Farm Gates by Plushyofcc - College AU featuring farm boy Nilla, rich kid Smilk; some hinted background relationships that can be read as /p or /r (ElderLily, BurningCheese) Jambound by Anonymous - I feel like everyone has read or at least heard of Jambound at this point, but that's for a reason; it's good. Legally obligated to include it because of this. Friends, Huh? (Yeah Right) by Treehouse_Tales - Smilk is changing for the better after meeting PV and he doesn't like it. If Looks Could Crumble by louoll - Another "Smilk lives with PV after the events of Beast Yeast 8." The Whole Universe Baked Into You by Pomfuuyu - Smilk gets hurt as the spire crumbles, gets nursed back to health by PV. No Loose Ends by TheRealSMCFan - Hitman Smilk AU. Target is PV. SMC Slowly Falls in Love by TheRealSMCFan - Semi-canon-compliant aftermath oneshots. Lovefool by I_Have_No_Life_523 - Smilk and PV end up trapped in a dimension together. It goes about as well as you'd expect. Plush Hugs and Kisses by StarrySkyShine - What it says on the tin. I love the plushie fics they're my favorite flavor of Shadownilla.

OTHER CRK FICS:

The Resolute Volition by Osamu (MysticCacao) - "Domesticating the Beasts" fic, told from the perspective of both MF and DC. Good, natural character progression. Real-feeling relationships. Sweet Bitterness by TheNarrator_ME (No Ships) - Affogato POV, meeting Cacao after he accepted apathy and is waiting to crumble. Gingersiblings' Guide to Babysitting by Kaitou_Spectre (No Ships) - Silent Salt, Burning Spice, and Shadow Milk get sealed inside Strawberry's, Ginger's, and Wizard's weapons. Shenanigans ensue. Against All Adversity by Almellow (BurningCheese) - GC and BS can talk to each other through the Soul Jam years before they ever meet. Love the Subhuman Self by J3stHoLLyY (LilyEnchant) - Listen. LISTENNNNN. WHO CAN HELP YOU HEAL BETTER THAN YOURSELF??? PLEASE GIVE ME MORE SELFCEST HEALING PLEASEEEEEE. IF THE WRITERS DON'T DELIVER I'LL DO IT MYSELF AND I CAN'T AFFORD TO FAIL MY COLLEGE CLASSES SOMEONE TAKE THE RESPONSIBILITY OFF MY HANDS. Affogato and Caramel Arrow's Get Along Shirt by FaeMytho & legendspeaker (I don't know their ship name. Uh AffoArrow) - The two get banished until they learn to work together. Funniest possible scenario, and Affogato immediately acts like a bitch about it.

If you like any of the fics listed here and want more that aren't limited to just CRK, DM me and I'll give you my Top Ten Ficlist.

If you want more CRK content specifically, I mean... I have. A White Lily RP Blog.... if you want.... yes we are shipping silentlily before salt is even out. We stay winning.

DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL!

[For @midnighthewerewolf and @adorbssssseva]

[cookies-after-dark]

Hey, sorry to ask but I'm curious, what fanfics are you working on now?

additional tags: explicit content

So I don't write fanfics (I only do oneshots, headcanons, and imagines) but here is my list of WIPs currently:

Shadow Milk Cookie x virgin!reader (headcanons)

Shadow Milk Cookie x doll!reader (dollification, transformation, macrophilia, smothering, power imbalance) (oneshot)

Burning Spice Cookie x reader (impact play) (oneshot)

General yandere cookies post with x reader elements (headcanons/imagines)

Self aware!Shadow Milk Cookie x reader (porn game) (oneshot)

Sage of Truth x student!reader (classroom sex) (oneshot)

Shadow Milk Cookie x witch!reader x Black Forest Cookie (macrophilia) (oneshot)

Peach Blossom Cookie x reader (starring Clover Cookie, Prune Juice Cookie, Affogato Cookie, and Pure Vanilla Cookie) (oneshot)

Various cookies x reader (lactation) (headcanons/imagines)

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[lilacartsmadsion]

Chocobrave AU Oneshot

Again all you’ll get from this AU is a bunch of Oneshots or fics in no complete order.

Takes place before Gingerbrave is officially adopted.

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It wasn’t often Gingerbrave found himself wandering the halls of the Citadel. Tracing the walls to memorize every inch of this place so he doesn’t get lost.

By now he’s memorized where Dark Cacao Cookie’s bedroom was…where his bedroom was…where the kitchen was…and where the Watchers sleep.

But the Citadel is a big place, it’s gonna be hard to navigate with very few rooms memorized.

After greeting the 10th cookie this time he finds himself bumping into Affogato Cookie.

Literally.

“Oh! Sorry!” Gingerbrave spoke, making sure Affogato didn’t fall, the King’s Advisor almost glared at the child before realizing who it was. “Oh it is alright, dear Gingerbrave…are you hurt?” He asks, feigning concern for the boy.

“I’m alright! Thanks!”

Affogato would admit the boy’s smile was contagious, especially for a kingdom full of frowns and rarely the occasional laughter. He was like a light drawing this kingdom of moths around him.

Drawing…the King towards him…

It’s no secret the King favors the boy, some would even wonder if the King considers the boy his own son. With how soft he is around him.

“Wanna walk with me?”

“I’d be honored!”

It would be best to be on his good side. At least that’s what Affogato thought…

He thought nothing of the boy, a mere outsider that got lucky.

Yet he would agree, the child had skill. In a few weeks Gingerbrave had mastered the basics of sword fighting, using the King’s old sword no less…even THAT was heavy…

As much as the King was personally training him, that feat was only seen in cookies like Caramel Arrow Cookie or…the late Prince…

Of course, if King Dark Cacao Cookie truly considered this outsider to be his child, then technically he’d be the new prince…

Though this child didn’t suit that title in Affogato’s opinion.

“Say, Gingerbrave, why is it you wander about these halls? It must bore you if you keep wandering around the same places.” He asked, trying to spark some conversation with him. Making sure to be respectful of course, in case the child had a temper like the King.

But of course like the shining light of the Dark Cacao Kingdom the young cookie wasn’t offended by that question. “I didn’t want to get lost, so I thought I’d explore the place!”

How cute.

“You do realize that most of the rooms around the Citadel are the same?” He asked, chuckling at the innocence of this child. “I know! But there’s bound to be a room I haven’t seen yet!”

And so with that they continued walking the halls. Most of the Watchers around assumed Affogato was babysitting for the King…pretty much everyone in the Citadel believed Gingerbrave to have won the heart of the King. To the point he’d gain a slightly ‘princy’ position.

They wandered into a room familiar to Affogato, slightly grimacing at the emptiness of it all…

Why have an altar for a son that wasn’t dead? Why have it hung when all who knew him will regard him with spite? No kingdom will love a disgraceful prince.

Yet Dark Cacao Cookie keeps his portrait up for all the Citadel to see…honestly it’s depressing.

“Who’s that?” Gingerbrave asked, tilting his head at the portrait, slightly inching closer to see its face. Normally no cookie would dare speak of the late prince. No cookie wants to, the mere mention of him almost triggers the King’s anger.

But…the King wasn’t here…he usually comes here late in the afternoon…and besides the child was curious…he was bound to be stubborn about it down the line…

“He is our late Prince…Dark Choco Cookie.” Affogato informed, going closer to Gingerbrave’s side. “King Dark Cacao Cookie’s son.”

“Wow, he looks just like him!” Gingerbrave remarked, unaware of the history of this prince. The Advisor would’ve laughed at his innocence, how gullible he could be…but instead he chose not to mock the boy for now. It would be bad if word got out that he was actively ‘bullying’ the soon-to-be prince.

Gingerbrave looked curiously. “But…I haven’t seen him around the Citadel though.” He subtly asked, now Affogato was contemplating telling him the full story…

…

It seems appropriate not to indulge too much…or else this child might inform the King.

“He…does not come here anymore…” Affogato explains. “Actually he’s more or less regarded as missing.” He spoke, trying to deter the boy from questioning any further.

“Oh.” Said Gingerbrave.

“A search party still actively looks for him.” The Advisor continued, which is not technically a lie. The Cream Wolves were specifically informed to keep an eye out for the late Prince. Especially one who was banished from the kingdom.

Gingerbrave frowned. “They haven’t found him yet?” He asked, much to the amusement of the Advisor. “Not yet I’m afraid.”

He then stared at the Altar. “At the very least they could clean this up.” Gingerbrave spoke, seeing the cobwebs and dust beginning to form on the Altar. “I suppose-“ “Ahem.”

Affogato almost jumped when he heard that. Looking behind him with dread, behind both of them was the King himself.

Was it late afternoon already?!

“Dark Cacao Cookie!” Gingerbrave exclaimed, rushing over and hugging the man by the hip. Affogato once more had a new-found respect for the child. To be able to hug the grumpiest King in all the lands without any repercussions is an amazing feat by itself.

Ultimately, the King lifted Gingerbrave unto his arms, if Affogato didn’t know any better he would’ve assumed Gingerbrave was already his son. That or the King was very fond of children.

“What are you both doing here?” Dark Cacao asked, causing Affogato to panic slightly, depending on Gingerbrave’s response he may as well be executed. “I asked him to explore with me!”

Dark Cacao looked to Affogato who was now nervous, obviously from what he can deduce Affogato was talking about Dark Choco Cookie. Even though…they weren’t allowed to talk about him.

“I see…I’ll take it from here, Affogato Cookie.” His voice was stern, he must’ve understood there was no way out of that kind of conversation, especially since Gingerbrave didn’t know much about the Dark Cacao Kingdom…but there was still a hint of aggravation when talking about his son…mostly because he was barely remembered for good things.

Affogato bowed, afterwards hurrying away, despite his plans, even he didn’t want to mess with the King.

Dark Cacao then stared at the Altar, sitting down on the floor in front of it. “I’m sure Affogato explained who this was.” He spoke, putting Gingerbrave down to stand. “He told me he was your son.” Gingerbrave replied, “and that you were looking for him.”

Dark Cacao almost paused at the explanation. Of course no one had the heart to tell him the real reason…but in a way…he was looking for Dark Choco Cookie.

The King would never admit it out loud, even if his son tried to kill him, he could only blame himself. He didn’t see reason why Dark Choco would hate this kingdom…hate him…if it wasn’t for him alone.

His son always talked about trying to restore the Dark Cacao Kingdom’s glory…so that none shall suffer the pain of poverty and death…even went on a journey to find that answer…

He wondered what might’ve happened when he left…

“We…” He paused before explaining. “We didn’t end on a good note.” He started. He didn’t know how to explain it. How could he? ‘My own son tried to kill me and destroy my kingdom?’ How would anyone take that explanation?

Honestly, that just puts into question how he raised Dark Choco…especially since everyone in this kingdom fears him like the plague…it wouldn’t be hard to suggest that maybe he wasn’t the best father…

Or maybe he was an even worse father…

Gingerbrave seemed to sympathize though, sitting down beside him. “Do you regret it?” He asked, which was a surprising question for a child to ask, yet the way he said it sounded like Gingerbrave had already experienced the same feeling.

Loss…grief…

What exactly happened with Gingerbrave?

Dark Cacao pushed those thoughts aside, it wasn’t his place to pry. The boy might not be comfortable with that topic. He willed the courage to respond. “I don’t know.”

What could he say? It was the right choice for both sides of his mind. The Father and The King…as King he has a duty to keep his kingdom safe…as his father…he never could kill his own son…

No matter how much he tells himself…

It was the right choice for his kingdom. Yet he’s sitting here…mourning a son that was not dead yet…

And pathetically latching onto another child when he already established how bad he was at parenting…

He expected Gingerbrave to ask him to explain or even judge him, after all children were often brutally honest. But the boy never judged him, or asked him further…he just leaned against the King’s arm.

“I see…” was the only response he got…

They sat together in silence, which was a first for Gingerbrave. At least as far as Dark Cacao was concerned. Gingerbrave then paid attention to the dust and cobwebs.

“It is picking up some dust.” Gingerbrave remarked, causing Dark Cacao to notice…which was expected since no one would ever want to pay respects to the Prince who betrayed his homeland.

Dark Cacao only hummed in response. “Do you want to clean it?” Gingerbrave asked, his voice slightly quiet.

The King thought for a moment…

…

“I suppose.”

[lohotine]

can you do dark cacao vs affogato x male affogato's priest reader both headcanon and one shot

part two of dark cacao x male affogato's priest reader

extra: reader meet affogato again during reader's task

AN: When you asked for Dark Cacao vs Affogato x reader, I assumed it's like... romantic? I'll make a part two of that oneshot eventually, but I have some other things I need to get done and I don't want this post to be that long. I'll merge the last two requests into one a little later, I swear! I also feel like I'm better at writing Affogato cookie, even if the main focus is Dark Cacao, and I apologize for that ☆I tried to make up for it in the oneshot. Of course, headcanons first and then oneshot after. Enjoy ♡

(Also I know you wanted male, but the gender is never specified, at least not in the headcanons.)

Dark Cacao Cookie vs Affogato Cookie x M! Affogato Priest's Reader

Headcanons

Warnings: Meanie Affogato >:( (Manipulation)

By the way, this is pre Affogato exile, and placed in a different universe than the other oneshot I did. ♡☆♡☆

You always were a very bold and clever person

That's why both Dark Cacao and Affogato cookie has their eyes on you

Affogato was much more open with his affection towards you

Constantly referring to you as his 'favorite toy'

You'd expect him to give you less work, seeing that you are his favorite

That title held quite the opposite impact, though

He gave you extra work, and said things like;

"You're tough, I know you can handle it," or

"You wouldn't want to disappoint me now! I know what you're capable of, so I expect your 100%."

You snap at him a lot and refuse to go on some of the absurd missions

He says he honestly loves you, but everyone knows he just enjoys the thrill of a hard-to-get.

Affogato's affection is fake and used mainly for his own benefit

He rarely gives gifts, unless he wants something

Dark Cacao's affection is different though

He isn't nearly as open with his love, but people still notice it

He isn't a man of many words, so his love language is gift giving and acts of service

Dark Cacao is also constantly looking over you, as well

When you two are in public, he always makes the point to stand next to you

He is also much less cold

And people swear they see him smile

If you show the slightest interest in something, it's yours

Affogato sees how much Dark Cacao is interested in you

He is not happy about it.

Next time he calls apun you, he starts manipulations the life out of you

"Do you not love me as I love you? Seeing you act that way with the king.. it feels like a betrayal. Are we not made for each other?"

Affogato just wants you on his side so he can use it against the king if something goes wrong in his plan

You make it very clear in that interaction that you have no interest in him.

Affogato became more passive aggressive after that

Sending you on harder missions, making your tasks start at annoying times like 3:00 in the morning, or just making you the cleaning maid.

Though the king is oblivious to many of Affogato's plans, he does notice this

He apologizes and gets you a bunch of small trinkets that he thinks you'll like

Thunks it was worth the money after seeing you smile

All in all, both Affogato and Dark Cacao are interested in you, but everyone knows who's love is real. (It's Dark Cacao's.) NOW FOR THE ONESHOT!!!

Dark Cacao vs Affogato Cookie x M! Affogato Priest's Reader. ONESHOT.

Warnings: not proof read

-Better-

Today was slightly different than most. It wasn't snowing as hard as usual, and most importantly, the king set aside this day specially for you! A few weeks prior, the two of you had agreed to spend a full day just touring the town. The only problem was your 'boss'.

Affogato Cookie was totally against you taking a day off, especially since it was going to be used to spend time with the king. You would beg, and pleade, until he eventually broke... kind of.

"Alright doll, let's make a tiny deal. You can get the day off if and only if I am allowed to accompany you for your outing," he would explain.

You would sigh, but ultimately agreed to the deal. You didn't want to cancel plans, after all.

You, along with Affogato Cookie would make your way to the agreed meeting spot. Waiting there already was Dark Cacao.

"Oh, what is Affogato doing here?" He would ask.

"I just thought I would come along. You don't mind, right?" Affogato would ask, having a mischievous smile on his face.

"I guess not," sighed Dark Cacao, but it was obvious that both of you minded.

"Wonderul! Let's get going then, yes?" Affogato would start walking in front of you without waiting for an answer. Not want to be left behind, Dark Cacao and you followed suit.

It was supposed to be a day where just you and Dark Cacao would be together, but Affogato had other plans. He first stopped at a stall, where there were many small bracelets, keychains, and small things like that. The twist was that they were meant for couples.

"Oh look doll, we should get these! My treat of course." Affogato would show you two pairs of rings. Silver, of course, since gold didn't really match his aesthetic.

Dark Cacao would scoff, but not say anything.

"Go ahead," you would mumble, not really caring all that much.

He swiftly purchased the rings and handed one to you. "Now we match~" He'd chime while putting one on.

That was when someone nudged you slightly. When you turned around, you saw that it was Dark Cacao. He had purchased more expensive and much more extravagant rings.

"For you." He'd say, giving you one.

Affogato was clearly displeased and sent a glare towards Dark Cacao before regaining that sly smile.

"Let's go get lunch at that one diner near the edge of town," suggested Dark Cacao.

"No no no, that diner is for the commoners! We should go to the new one. It's much more fit for a person like you~" Affogato would say while looking towards you.

He didn't wait for an answer before taking your hand and leading you towards the restaurant he had mentioned.

Dark Cacao was the one glaring now, but didn't dare say anything for fear of upsetting you.

The restaurant was nice. Affogato knew what he was talking about when he said this place was fancy.

You threw were sat down at a table immediately, seeing how you were with the king himself.

The food itself was fantastic, though, it would have been nicer if Affogato didn't blatantly flirt with you so often.

Dark Cacao would roll his eyes after each thing Affogato said, and decided to talk about much more engaging things. Things you were more interested in.

Affogato paid no attention to it.

Once that whole ordeal was over, Affogato went to another stand and bought flowers for you- To which Dark Cacao immediately bought a bigger bouquet. The two of them were non stop spoiling you with things.

It was the same. Someone would suggest or buy you something, and the other would suggest or buy you something better.

This was going to be a long day...

[thedarkcircuswritings]

Affogato Cookie(In denial) x Cream Unicorn Cookie Part 2 where Affogato Cookie went and said something he regrets and hoped Cream Unicorn Cookie didn't hear but unfortunately Cream Unicorn Cookie did hear it

https://youtu.be/x1u3fGLru18?si=7jRS9hviTXLTb7-S

Cream Unicorn had to do a double-take, just to make sure that they had heard Affogato correctly, and while Affogato was adamantly denying having said anything at all, the blush on his face spoke more words than he could. The pastel cookie's heart fluttered, watching the royal advisor's stubbornness with a soft smile. Affogato was internally praying to the Gods and Goddesses above that they hadn't heard what had slipped out in that moment. If they had, he would've tried to find a poison to make him mute... But Cream Unicorn never admitted to having heard anything, so he had gotten away with it, right?

But Cream Unicorn did hear it, they just decided to let the other believe that they hadn't. "He's such a lovely cookie, isn't he?.."

[dedfly]

Master list

† Shadow Milk Cookie †

Oneshot

1. Shadow Milk Cookie x reader (meet after Shadow was sealed away)

2. Shadow Milk Cookie x tired reader

Headcanons.

★ Shadow Milk Cookie dating headcanons

★ Shadow milk cookie dating headcanons part 2

★ Shadow milk cookie kissing headcanons

★Shadow milk cookie x claustrophobic reader

★ Shadow Milk Cookie x ticklish reader

★ Yandere Shadow Milk Cookie x hypnotized reader

★Shadow Milk x Faerie reader inspired by little mermaid storyline

★Shadow Milk Cookie x scared reader

★Vampire and hypnotis shadow milk cookie x reader

★Shadow Milk being caught while they are writting poetry about reader

๑ Butter Roll Cookie ๑

Oneshots

★Butter roll cookie x ticklish reader

Headcanons

★ Butter Roll Cookie x reader

★ Butter Roll Cookie x ticklish reader

★ Butter Roll Cookie x easily flustered reader

★Butter roll cookie x sleepy reader

★Butter Roll Cookie x chubby reader

~Affogato Cookie~

Oneshot

sub!Affogato cookie x reader

Headcanons

★ Affogato Cookie x reader

★ Affogato Cookie x easily flustered reader Pt. 1

★ Affogato Cookie x easily flustered reader Pt. 2

ψMatcha Cookieψ

★Matcha cookie x autistic reader

★Matcha Cookie x anxious reader

†Burning spice cookie†

★Burning spice cookie x reader

°Royal Margarine°

★Royal Margarine x autistic reader pt.1 pt.2 pt.2.1

×Wildberry cookie×

★Yandere Wildberry cookie x Reader

[clandestineivory]

can we get an affogato and adopted child reader either like headcanons or oneshot? ty! 🐊

yessss ofc 🐊

"You remind me of myself, little one."

Summary: Affogato Cookie encounters a young child one day, and despite his nature, he takes them into his care. Is there anything as undoing as a dear like you?

CW: Mentions of abandonment, sheer headcanon on my part for Affogato's backstory, probably ooc

a/n: I made the reader be descended from the Coffee Tribe, and this would probably take place before his banishment from the Kingdom. I DID NOT USE AI OR WHATEVER STINKY STUFF THAT COMES WITH IT. FUCK AI and please don't use this to train whatever bot you chat to... I will actively choose to fill my blog with affogato and oc mpreg, so train your robot with THAT. Not beta read by the way.

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There was something about you, the child who sat in the snow. You, the one who resided in the remains of the Coffee Tribe, tattered cloak and all.

Affogato Cookie had never meant to pass by the ruined tents, faintly blowing with the wind, darkened by ash and the remnants of past destruction. He had learned long ago that strays weren't supposed to matter. Stray thoughts, stray people, stray hopes...but this one made him hesitate.

You looked small, shivering, with those very same eyes he saw in the mirrors every day. Slitted pupils like snow prowlers who could've hunted and devoured you long ago.

He turned his head briefly, casting a glance to the empty ruins that surrounded them. It was a wasteland, all of it. A ghost of something long gone. He had no place here, and neither did you.

But despite the bitter knot in his chest, something inside him whispered.

'What if I could keep you from becoming just another shadow?'

And that felt...wrong. Too soft. Too foolish. But the words came anyway. "You remind me of myself, little one."

It wasn’t until your tiny hand slipped into his own that the Royal Advisor fully realized what he was doing. You had no place in his schemes, or his plans. A variable that shouldn't have been counted.

With a sigh that sounded almost like a resignation, Affogato Cookie scooped you into his arms. You felt lighter than a shadow, too small, too fragile. He had to adjust his grip several times as if fearing you'd crumble if he held you wrong.

You could’ve mistaken him for a stranger too, if you had the energy to even care. He had no place in your life either. Hell, you thought you would crumble and freeze up in the snow that day anyways.

You were much too cold to ask questions, much too tired to even look up at this stranger who had the guts to bring you with him. You wondered, though, if he even knew how to take care of a child. His movements seemed too clumsy, either fumbling when he held you too loose, or grip you too tight, attempting to readjust his grip.

Whenever you winced, a soft "Sorry" would slip from his lips, but it wasn’t enough to make you feel better, not completely.

'What a strange Cookie,' you thought to yourself, half-dazed and drowsy as the Citadel gates allowed him inside with you.

--

The Citadel wasn't warm, but it certainly wasn't as cold as the outside territories. As Affogato Cookie stepped past the entrance, you could see several figures perched on the top of the Wall. Watchers. You've heard some stories, but couldn't truly remember what they were like.

The Royal Advisor scoffed when two of the Watchers approached him. One, he knew from a tedious meeting a while back. Another, the Second Watcher. Oh, he knew that one.

"Lord Affogato Cookie, what is this?" asked the Second Watcher, his voice low and laced with suspicion. He looked at your small figure cradled in the Advisor's arms, then back at him. "This isn’t exactly your usual… company."

Affogato Cookie's gaze hardened, but only briefly. "Cocoa Torrone Cookie, none of this concerns you. This child is no threat. I'm handling the situation, and there's no need for your input."

The Second Watcher scoffs, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. However, it wasn't like he could stop the Advisor when he had his mind set on something. "You'll have to talk to the King about this… addition to the Citadel. We can barely feed the ones in here, how would we supply more for a stray?"

"Like I said, I'm handling it. I suggest you head back to the Wall and guard it like you always have." Affogato Cookie retorts, and without another word, he turned away, carrying you in his arms.

The walk to his quarters was fairly short, despite the many corridors and halls. Once safely inside his room, Affogato Cookie didn’t waste any time. He carefully set you down on the couch, your body sagging with exhaustion. Your face was drained and sleepy, and your drowsiness was still evident in the slump of your shoulders, but you were safe for now. That much he could promise.

With a dismissive flick of his hands and a murmured command to an attendant nearby, the little fireplace sparked with life. He glanced at you in the corner of his eye. You barely said a thing since he approached you. No complaints, or remarks…usually, children would ask questions. You didn't.

He couldn't tell if that was good or abysmally bad.

"Bring them something warm to eat," he said curtly to the attendant. "Now, before they fall asleep where they sit."

Your eyes blinked sleepily, flickering in and out of consciousness. The warmth from the fire felt so good, and while the couch cushion was small, it was so much better than remaining out in the cold.

Soon enough, a cup of warm tea and a little sweet treat was placed beside you by the attendant, who received a dismissive wave from Affogato Cookie moments after.

"Drink, please. It's hot, and there's a sugar cube just for you." he says, watching as your gaze fell to the cup, taking small sips like it was liquid gold.

The sugar cube dissolved slowly as you drank the tea, and though the sweetness was faint, it was enough to make your tired body relax.

"Children your age should be talking. I hear it in the Citadel, just endless chatter while pretending to be warriors, but you haven't said a word. Can you at least tell me your name?"

And you did... albeit hesitantly. It was merely a mumble, but he caught it.

For a moment, Affogato Cookie seemed taken aback by the fact that you actually spoke. But then he nods curtly and mutters, "It's a good name."

"You think so?" you ask back, a glimmer in your eyes.

"I know so. Now keep eating, I don't want you to starve."

--

In the many days that followed, the Black Citadel became a strange, almost soothing routine. The air, still cold, was nothing compared to the brutal bite of the outer territories.

The Great Wall stood, dark and jaded, but with strength and pride. The fire in the hearth of Affogato Cookie’s chambers always flickered with life, and you slowly began to settle into this strange new place.

At first, there was little words. Just some nods, maybe a 'yes', or a little 'sorry', but not much conversation at all. You sat quietly by the fire these days, nursing your tea and nibbling on the small treats Affogato Cookie had ordered for you. Somedays, you wondered if he stole this food from the kitchens, but those thoughts were fleeting.

But then, slowly, something started to change.

You began to notice things about the Citadel, and the Cookies within. Affogato Cookie often drank tea with sugar cubes, or he wouldn't drink it at all. The attendants were light on their feet, save for the elder with a cold gleam in her eyes but a voice that carried softness. You liked her.

Your time was spent with the attendants. You could say you were like one of them. A little mini-helper with cleaning and other chores. They taught you things about the kingdom, and in turn, you felt the need to help them.

One of the younger attendants had laughed so hard she dropped the tray she was holding. You’d flinched at first, old instincts still curling in your gut, but when she ruffled your hair and told you it was “part of the charm,” something warm nestled in your chest. Something you hadn’t felt in a long, long while.

And one day, when you came back from your little “duties,” apron smudged and cheeks pink from the cold, he looked at you—really looked.

“Did you have fun?” he asked, setting down the scrolls he’d been reading. His voice was casual, but his eyes were unreadable.

You nodded, curling up near the fire. “Mhm. One of the guards let me see the top of the Wall. Everything looks so small from up there.”

He hummed in thought. “Yes. It does.”

There was a long pause. Then: “You’re adjusting better than I expected.”

You tilted your head. “Is that a good thing?”

Affogato Cookie didn’t answer right away. He stared into the fire for a long moment, as though it would speak back. Then he said, almost too quietly, “I suppose it is. I remember my first few weeks in the Citadel...it was dreadfully boring and cold. I mean, I was half an ice cube when the Watchers found me right outside the gates."

You blinked, surprised by the rare bit of personal history. He didn’t usually share things like that.

The Royal Advisor always held himself with this sly confidence, like he was three steps ahead of everyone else. But now, his voice dipped into something more… tired. Honest.

“Didn’t you have anyone?” you asked quietly, your fingers brushing over the edge of your tea cup.

“No,” he said simply, but not without weight. “Not when it mattered. Not when I needed them most.”

There was no bitterness in his tone, just fact. He said it the way someone might remark on a change in weather. You didn’t quite know what to say, so you didn’t say anything. And he seemed fine with that.

You sipped your tea again, holding it with both hands. It didn’t taste as sweet this time, but maybe that was because your chest felt a little heavier.

Still, you looked up at him and said, “Well… you have me now.”

It was a small statement. A child's statement. Simple, innocent, and yet it cracked something old and jagged inside him. Affogato Cookie looked at you as though you had said something impossible. Something dangerous.

He didn’t smile. But he did blink slowly, and for a long time, he simply stared into the fire again. “Yes,” he murmured. “I suppose I do.”

holy fuck I'm tired but i wanna add more but i wanna finish it so fuck mb guys

[hugemilkshake]

FANFIC MATSER LIST PART 2

Second Masterlist because tumbler only lets you have 100 links per post-

Key

Romantic 💕

Platonic 🌸

Romantic or Platonic 🍁

Angst 🫧

Yandere 🥀

Silly 🍡

Unsure ❓

Scenarios-Oneshots

Touch some grass🍁

Detective partners🌸

The terror that dashed through the night🌸

Shy sailor 🥀🍁

Random children??? 💕🍡

Remove distractions🍁🫧

Tackle him💕

Y/N dance🍡

Confession💕

Like an open book💕🫧

Space away from a dragon🍁

A love not meant to be💕🫧 (I like this one)

Detective Almond Cookie🍁

Saved by the plot🌸

Some white lily thing❓

Somewhat plot relevant?- self aware Au🌸

Cowardly player- self aware Au🌸

Panicking because of plot relevance- self aware Au🌸

A dear friend🌸

Obvious to law enforcement💕

Dragon? No. Cookie.🌸

Smithery of Cuddles💕

Falling for law enforcement💕

I’m better than you!💕

Unlucky much?🍁

Arrows on deaf ears🫧

Need assistance?🍁🫧

Purify the Darkness 🍁🫧

Darkness consumed a friend 🍁🫧

Who told you?!🌸

Road Trip Time!🌸

After the road trip 🌸

Darkness isn’t always bad..? 🌸

Too spicy!! 💕

A cozy home 🍁

A lovely invitation 💕

Part time roommate 🍁

False ruler 🌸

Faded Seashells 🫧

Headcannons

Butter Roll cuddling🍁

Cherry Blossom picnic🍁

White lily picnic🍁

Romantic Golden Cheese💕

Y/N scared of spiders🍡

Yandere ancients x ancient reader🥀🍁

Capsaicin with a menthol reader💕

Stormbringer cuddles🍁

Elder Faerie with an easily lost reader🍁

Cinnamon cookie with hypnotist reader🍁

Dragons with aggressive reader🍁

Royal margarine cuddles🍁

Smoked cheese with alicorn reader🍁

Dragons with flower sickness reader🍁🫧

Dragons with a sick reader🍁

Caviar with a reader who has scars🍁

Father Millennial Tree🌸

Dark Cacao with a sick child🌸

Matcha cookie cuddles🍁

Dragon with a pale aliment reader🍁

Dark Cacao with a sick child pt 2🌸

Guardian of all dragons🌸

Baumkuchen with his spouse 💕

Affogato with a manipulative reader 🍁

Fluffy Golden Cheese headcannons 🍁

The triple cone principles trying to have reader join their school 🥀🌸

Burning Spice dating headcannons 💕

First Grain with a Chubby reader 💕

Peach Blossom with an immortal reader 🍁

How the ancients would react to being rejected 🥀💕

Burning spice reacting to reader being hurt🍁

Carameleon cookie with a mermaid reader🌸

Golden Cheese kingdom friendship headcannons! 🌸

Yandere ancients with an adventurous reader 🥀🌸

Pitaya, Ananas and Lotus getting rejected 🥀💕

Dragons reacting to your birthday! 🍁

Doodles

Cream unicorns horse form🍡

Almond with a 7ft tall reader🍡

Star Dust school Au🌸

Pitaya and reader selfie! 🌸

OC Stuff

The other patrons🌸

Chilling with the patrons💕

Conversations🌸

Tease that “dragon”🍁

Greed🌸

Game night🌸

Date gone wrong🍁

Metal tail?🌸

Bug Pile! 💕🌸

Blinding light❓

OCs reacting to getting proposed to 💕

Wild Basil with a gullible child reader 🌸

Wild Basil (and purple mold) with a child reader 🌸

Reader and the H2O Bros 🌸

Barbecue “Dragon” with a reader who accepts him as he is 🌸

Purple Mold with a chubby reader 🍁

Parental responsibility 🌸

How my ocs would react to being kissed💕

Walks and Dates 💕

Blackberry Shade x Timid Reader 💕

Barbecue “dragon” x Timid Reader 💕

[twiishaa]

i don’t use this anymore, here’s the updated masterlist!

ೃ⁀➷ fic master list !

💌 twisha’s favs!

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ haikyuu 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

and the rest was bassically history! oikawa x reader smau - in progress/on hold (will be back in the new year!)

and if you call every day.. hinata x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! baking gingerbread with hinata hinata x reader

does this count as a prom date? oikawa x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! decorating the tree with oikawa tooru oikawa x reader

7am, the usual morning lineup sugawara x reader

💌 you and me, on my mind (quiet moments at the coffee shop) semi x reader

what’re you reading? akaashi x reader

post match reflections kuroo x reader

secret story of the swan atsumu x reader

💌 it’s cold, but maybe you’ll warm me up suna x reader

💌 flat whites, tiramisu cookies and saccharine kisses suna x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! late night hot chocolate with suna rintarou suna x reader

late night winter suna x reader

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ a week of kita fics : here’s the masterlist!

manager recruitment scheme kita x reader (oneshot smau)

comme un film d'amour kita x reader

💌 what do you want to be when you grow up? kita x reader

the house across the bridge kita x reader

the girl under the stars kita x reader

red string of fate kita x reader

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ jujutsu kaisen 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

cute yuji x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! christmas morning with itadori yuji yuji x reader

affogato and a kiss megumi x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! secret santa with fushiguro megumi megumi x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! hosting a christmas party with kugisaki nobara nobara x reader

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ one piece 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

halloween headcannons w/the straw hats luffy, zoro, sanji <3, usopp, nami, nico robin

💌 blueberry muffins sanji x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! christmas markets with vinsmoke sanji sanji x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! white christmas with portgas d. ace ace x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! christmas eve with trafalgar law trafalgar law x reader

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ project sekai 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

it’s my love, daydream akito x reader

just flower garden things, i guess akito x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! meeting santa with shinonome akito akito x reader

akito, your pancake-burnout saviour akito x reader

💌 my first love, rekindled with a ring toya x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! doing a christmas musical with tenma tsukasa tsukasa x reader

twisha’s merry christmas event! going carolling with akiyama mizuki mizuki x reader

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ enhypen 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚

the subtle art of outrunning your demons: a guide ni-ki x reader smau, in progress!

[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere hcs + fem s/o ; affogato cookie

requested by ; anonymous (07/09/23)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; affogato cookie

outline ; “Hellooo I wanted to request a yandere affogato cookie from cookie run oneshot or hc whichever you feel like doing ^^ with female s/o”

warning(s) ; yandere!affogato cookie, stalking, manipulation, emotional manipulation, kidnapping, brainwashing

as far as yanderes go, affogato cookie is absolutely terrifying because of the sheer influence he has — once you’re in his grasp in the cacao kingdom there’s basically no chance of you escaping because he has more than enough loyal followers to track your every move, to watch you in his absence, and to hunt you down if you ever manage to slip through his fingers somehow

he stalked you for months before taking you — making use of his following to ensure you had eyes on you at all times whilst maintaining his own perfect alibi in the palace, studying your schedule and observing even the smallest parts of your day (collecting all of the information gotten by himself and those beneath him to gain a more comprehensive understanding of your person: likes, dislikes, body language, habits, the language you use, every little quirk, etc.)

then once he had enough information (more than enough, even), affogato cookie finally approached you — making good use of his charismatic persona and natural charm to flirt and flatter you into agreeing to go out on a date with him (a date that he’d already planned out to the last detail in order to ensure that it all went perfectly)

he spent months wooing you, taking it as slow as possible and gradually ramping up the intensity of what he was doing — flowers, cards, your favourite foods, spontaneous dates, showing up at the same places by accident, spending weekends at your home, etc. — which meant that the two of you had a very normal relationship for a while, with you never suspecting a thing and only ever believing him to be your devoted, loving boyfriend (rather than the manipulative stalker that he truly was)

he tries to be patient, he really does, but eventually something snaps and he decides that he’s waited enough and he just needs to have you — that’s what leads to him inviting you to his home for the first time, where he greeted you with a kiss and gave you a steaming cup of your favourite hot drink and hung your coat up for you, where after only three sips you started to feel woozy and he, ever the gentleman, took the cup and lead you upstairs so that you could ‘sleep off’ whatever was happening in his bed

and that was the last time anyone other than him or his followers saw you alive — as far as outsiders were concerned you’d decided to move back home after feeling homesick (your handwriting was easy enough for him to forge after you’d sent him so many lovely letters, and with his influence it wasn’t hard to lie about your whereabouts when asked — feigning heartbreak as he described how you’d ‘abandoned’ him overnight after spending ‘weeks’ talking about how much you ‘missed everyone back home’, how he wasn’t surprised but it still deeply hurt him to lose you so soon)

from that point onwards you never have a moment to yourself and are constantly being observed by him and his followers — with them accompanying you around the home, guarding the exit to the room you’re in, and even monitoring what you eat/drink to ensure that you’re getting everything you need to survive whilst under their care (they don’t speak to you beyond the bare minimum to stop you from going mad, like asking if you’re hungry/thirsty and telling you when affogato cookie will get home — but most of your socialising and company will come from your ‘lover’ as he doesn’t like sharing and wants you to be totally reliant on him for all of your needs)

that being said he doesn’t leave you completely alone with your thoughts: stocking his bookshelves with your favourite novels, keeping the materials you need for your hobbies at hand at all times (whilst monitoring you just in case), and just generally giving you the things you need to keep yourself entertained — he does still care for you, in his own twisted way, and he actually wants you to like him so he tries to not do too much that could lead to you hating him

but if you keep on defying him, if you keep on fighting him, then he’ll be forced to take on some more underhanded and immoral tactics to keep you under his thumb — completely isolating you, practically starving you, only letting you interact with him for months and doing whatever he can to break you down (even brainwashing and manipulating you in the same way he does his followers — it’s his last resort but at least he knows it will work)

he even makes sure that his followers guilt you into staying, into listening and obeying, on his behalf by highlighting all of the good he’s done for you — by the time he’s done you’ll be the one apologising for being so cold and cruel to him and, of course, he’ll forgive you for it because he loves you so very much

you will love him, whether you want to or not