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theereina · 1 month ago

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Big Mama Pt. 8

Pairing: Terry Richmond x Plus Size Fem Black!OC

Wordcount: +4.1K 🤫

Warnings: MDNI (18+) mature content, such as cursing, teasing, no smut (alluding to sexual situations), heavily dialogue-centered, use of Daddy, Mama, and other pet names (lil' mama, pretty girl, etc.), spanking, FLUFF, kinks mentioned

A/N: I don't know how many parts there will be. However, I'm open to critiques. I am a little 🤏🏽 sensitive about my writing. Please, don't be too harsh.🥺 Feel free to bring my attention to any typos. Divider by ME (theereina). Also, this work is not to be plagiarized or reposted (on any site other than here on Tumblr). I do NOT give consent for any form of republishing or rewriting.

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“Terry, can you move? Damn. You don't have to be in my skin 24/7,” I laughed, hitting Terry through my moo-moo. He was underneath my nightgown and resting his face on my belly since we were both lying on the couch.

“Leave me the hell alone, woman. I’m comfortable,” he said, squeezing the back of my thighs.

“Too fuckin’ comfortable, and that's the damn problem. Get up!” I said, attempting to push him. I tugged the nightgown from over his head.

“Hell, no! Move again and see what happens. I dare you!” Terry said, tightening his grip.

“I would be wrong to whoop your ass. Wouldn’t I?” I asked. Terry smacked his lips and pulled the nightgown back over his head.

I leaned up on my elbows and pushed Terry on the floor. “I’m hungry! I’m hot, and you won’t leave me alone!” I pouted.

Terry looked at me from the floor. “Now, if I whooped your ass, would I be wrong?” he asked while standing.

“Yes. Yes, the hell you would. Would you really whoop your baby?” I said, batting my eyelashes.

“Hell yeah. Now, come on!” Terry said, lifting me off the couch. I was cradled in his arms like a baby. “Spoiled ass. I can’t even be mad. It’s my own damn fault,” he said as he carried me to his kitchen.

He leaned over to place me on my feet. “You cooking, or am I?” he asked, kissing my forehead. I pointed towards him. “Aight. Whatchu want?” he asked, crossing his arms.

This was a no-brainer for me. I turned towards the counter and grabbed the loaf of raisin bread, holding it up in front of Terry. “French Toast, again. Really, mama? You ain't tired of it, yet?” he asked, grabbing the bread.

“Nope. I can eat it a million more times as long as you make it,” I said, hugging his abdomen.

“Aight. It’s whateva you say, love. Extra cinnamon, right?” he asked, looking down at me.

I smiled while shaking my head yes. If there was ever a moment that showed how much I had Terry wrapped around my finger, this would be it.

30 minutes later

“Do you want eggs, mama?” Terry asked while standing at the stove.

“Yes, scrambled. Oh, and with cheese!” I said, sitting at the kitchen island.

“I know, baby girl,” Terry said, cracking the eggs into a separate pan.

“So, what are we gonna do today? It looks like it’s gonna rain,” I asked, rising from the chair.

“Hmmm… I don't know. We’ll figure something out,” Terry said, shrugging his shoulders.

I walked to the fridge and looked around for the ingredients to make my iced coffee. I pulled out the coffee concentrate, almond milk, and creamer.

“Can you make me one? Same as last time. I liked the syrup you used,” Terry asked, looking over at me.

“Sure. Just so you know, I used two syrups— white chocolate and sugar cookie. Oh, and thank you again for buying them,” I said placing everything on the counter.

Walking around the kitchen, I opened the cabinet to grab two glasses. “Where are the syrups?” I asked, biting the inside of my lip.

“Cabinet by the fridge,” Terry said, nodding his head.

I opened the cabinet and saw the syrups on the third shelf— the shelf I couldn't reach. I reached towards them to see if I could knock them down. I leaned on the counter and tried to get closer, but nothing worked. I hoisted myself up so that my thighs were on the counter.

As soon as my knees were on the counter, Terry’s arm looped around my waist. “No, ma'am. I think not,” he huffed.

“I could've reached them. I almost had it,” I said while Terry grabbed the bottles from the top shelf. With me still cradled under his arm, he placed the syrups down and closed the cabinet.

“You know I'm not a kid, right?” I said, crossing my arms.

Terry put me down and looked at me before speaking, “Yeah, but that doesn't stop you from bein’ clumsy. Now, does it?” he asked frankly.

I stood there in shock. “Move!” I laughed, pushing past him to grab the syrups. Terry walked around me to go back to the stove.

“Watch ya’self. You playin’ wit’ fire, mama,” Terry said as he continued to make breakfast.

“Try me,” I mumbled under my breath.

Terry’s head snapped to look at me. Our eyes locked in a playfully tense gaze. We both began to smirk at each other. It was clear we were both in a goofy mood. I fought to hold my gaze but couldn’t. I was never going to win a staring contest against this green-eyed bastard. I looked down at the ingredients for the coffee, fighting the urge to laugh.

“That’s yo’ one free pass. Next time, it’s me and you, mama. Understood?” Terry grumbled continuing to cook.

“Maybe,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “I don't know. I'm feelin’… feelin’ a little…,” I mumbled while making the base for our coffees.

“A little nothing. Havana Rose… You skatin’ on thin ice, girl. Watch it!” he said without looking back at me.

I could hear the smile on Terry’s face. Honestly, this wasn't doing anything but putting me in a playful mood. Terry moved all the finished food to the opposite side of the kitchen island. I stopped making the coffee and walked to the cabinets where the plates were. I opened it and pulled down two large plates. I walked back over to Terry. I could see him tense up a bit because he immediately knew I was up to no good. I wanted to play, so I slid in between Terry and the island, letting my butt rub against his groin. I pushed my hips back, making sure to press my ass against his dick.

“Here you go, Daddy,” I said, putting the plates in front of us.

As I began to slide from in front of Terry, his hand came down on my left ass cheek. It felt like like my ass was on fire.

“Ow! That fuckin’ hurt!” I screamed while holding my hands over my butt.

Before I could turn around, his other hand came down on the back of my uncovered thighs.

“Havana! Language!” he said, turning back to the food. He picked up a spatula and began plating the French Toast and eggs. His ability to just continue doing shit like nothing happened always pissed me off.

I walked back over to the unfinished coffee, sporting a full pout. I loved hated when he did that. I was only joking with his overly serious ass. Sometimes, I wished Mr. Ex-Marine would lighten up with his mean ass.

“Cute,” Terry laughed, clearly picking at me pouting.

I wanted to cuss his ass out, but I knew better. I chose to hold my tongue and say nothing in return. I just continued to finish the coffee.

15 minutes later

“You almost done?” Terry asked, reaching across the island to stroke my chin.

“Yeah,” I said, finishing the last pieces of strawberries on my plate.

I looked up at Terry. His elbows were propped up as he ate while scrolling on his phone. His mouth was doing that cute little twitch when he was thinking. Damn, he was even fine without trying to be. Ever since that night, I’ve been getting caught up over the smallest things— the way his chest flexes and jiggles when he moves, the way his ears wiggle when he's laughing too hard, the way he… Aw, shit. Here I go again.

“Havana! Mama! Hey, you listenin’?” Terry said, getting my attention.

“Huh? What? I was…” I said, biting my lip in embarrassment.

“You were lookin’ at me, but I felt like you were lookin’ through me. You good?” Terry asked, leaning to stand up straight.

“I’m fine. I was just thinkin’,” I said, pushing my plate away. I was honestly fighting the urge to jump across the island and fu— let me chill.

“Just checkin’ on you, mama,” Terry said, smiling at me. He grabbed our plates and put them in the sink.

“Don't worry. I got the dishes,” I said, sliding off the stool.

“You sure?” Terry asked, watching me closely.

I nodded my head yes. I stood at the kitchen sink and began quickly doing the dishes. I could feel Terry’s eyes lingering on me. I didn't want to turn around and look. As if he could sense the tension, Terry walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“You look so cute, but I know that face. Where’s your head, ‘Vana?” he asked, leaning down to kiss my neck.

“I don't know. Daydreamin’, I guess. I wanted to go out, but…” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

“We can always go out later, mama. It’s just after 10 in the morning,” he replied.

“I know. I’ve been in the house for days— baking and getting out orders. I wanted to be anywhere but inside today,” I pouted.

Terry began kissing me repeatedly all over my face. “I know. We'll just try later. I promise. Alright?” he said.

“Okay,” I said, huffing in slight frustration. Terry tapped me on the butt before walking off.

I silently finished washing the dishes and cleaning the rest of the kitchen.

I turned to see Terry sitting on the couch, staring out the window. The rain was pouring. I knew it wasn't going to slow down any time soon. My mood was instantly dampened.

“You know when we were kids the rain used to ruin our whole day. Now, I can stare at it for hours,” Terry said, leaning back with his arm over the couch.

“Didn't we all? I used to hate it because of my hair. Well, that and I couldn't run fast enough. I always got wet no matter how hard I tried,” I said, leaning against the counter.

“What you mean?” he asked, looking over at me.

“Terry, I been big my whole life. Imagine my thick, clumsy ass running through the ran. I got so tired of getting my ass beat for ruining school clothes because I slipped and fell somehow. After a while, I just stopped trying. I'd rather be wet than dirty,” I laughed.

“Damn. So, you really have always been clumsy? Here I was thinkin’ it was me making you nervous. That's kinda disappointing,” he said, pouting and sticking out his bottom lip.

“Terrence Richmond, I know damn well you aren't pouting. So, you really don't like the fact that I'm not swoonin’ over yo’ ass. Get the fu—,” I said before Terry's eyes cut to me. He raised his eyebrow as a warning. I raised my hands as a sign of an apology.

“I see we still got some work to do when it comes to that mouth of yours,” Terry said, glaring at me.

“What?! I caught it. I didn't even say the last one. How are you still mad? I’m a work in progress, remember?” I asked, rolling my eyes.

“Roll’em again. Go ahead! You really been tryin’ me today, love. You want Daddy's attention, huh?” he asked, laughing at me.

“Nope, I could care less. Sorry,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Terry instantly rose from the couch. I knew better than to stay where I was. He was much faster than me, in every aspect of the word.

“Don't even think about runnin’!” Terry commanded.

I took off towards the hallway, sprinting into his bedroom. I slammed the door behind me. I locked it right when his hand began twisting the doorknob.

“Ah ha! Gotta be quicker than that!” I yelled, giggling like a child. I stood in the middle of the room, holding my stomach from laughing so hard.

Before I could even celebrate my small victory, the door swung open. Terry's large frame came around the door like a prowling lion.

“You gotta remember I'm an ex-Marine, love. This silly lil’ lock ain't stoppin' shit,” he said, turning around to lock the door again.

“Oh, come on. There's no way. You couldn't let me win this one time?” I said, folding my arms. I began to walk backward into the room.

Terry was quiet. His posture resembled a stalking predator, and I was more than prey. I had unknowingly trapped myself in a fuckin' room with a damn savage— a deviant. The back of my thighs hit the bed.

“Terry…” I whined, sitting on the bed. I began scooting to the center of the bed.

“Nahhh, what's wrong? Scared?” he asked standing in front of me.

He climbed on the bed and positioned himself between my legs. He used his knees to push mine apart. He grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled me closer to him. I squealed out in content.

“Would you stop? You psychopath!” I yelled, trying to push Terry away.

“Nah, let's have fun!” Terry said, sliding his hands under my gown.

I instantly thought his hands would go to my breasts or pussy, but they didn't. This fuckin’ bastard was tickling me! His hands were all over my body, torturing me and sending me into a fit of laughter. Tears were prickling my eyes, causing my vision to blur. Terry’s large frame became nothing more than a shadow as he hovered over me.

“You done?” he asked, gripping the collar of my gown in a closed fist.

I looked away from his face. I was trying to buy myself time to breathe.

Terry gripped my collar tighter, “Oh, you don't wanna talk?” he said, leaning on top of me.

His hands were back on me as his lips kissed my neck. My laughing was the only thing that could be heard throughout the apartment. Besides low muffled grunts and shallow breathing, Terry wasn't making a sound. His sole mission was to tickle me to death. I don't know what was worse, his hands or lips, but unbeknownst to him, this was setting off a fire that I wasn't sure we could stop. With every kiss, I craved more. Luckily, the intensifying yearning for more than a quick kiss was fizzled out by the enjoyment of the present moment. I felt like a kid— a happy one.

I screamed as loud as I could. Terry's hand flew over my mouth. “That's not nice! We have neighbors,” he said, kissing my cheek.

“Please!” I yelled through his hand.

Terry removed his hand from my mouth. “What you say? I ain't hear ya’, mama,” he said, kissing my lips.

“Please! I have to pee! If I piss myself, imma make sure I piss on you. Then again, that might be a kink for yo’ nasty ass!” I said lifting my leg between us.

“We don't kink shame in this house, ‘Vana, especially considering what you had me doin',” he said, grabbing my leg. He pushed the back of my thigh so my knee was in my chest.

“Oh, stop it. You act like that was the wildest thing ever. You sure weren't complainin’ when you had me on that barn floor wit’ my ass in the air,” I said, squirming underneath him.

“Oh, you wanna be a smartass. Unh unh, stop movin'!” he said, pressing me deeper into the mattress.

“Terry, I have to pee! Please, we can continue this lil’ game right after, honey. Just give me a break,” I begged. If I didn't get up in the next minute, I was going to soak this bed and not in a “good” way.

“Fine!” Terry said, letting me up.

“THANK YOU!” I said, flying off the bed. I ran to the bathroom, feeling like I wouldn't make it.

After relieving myself, I entered back into the bedroom. Quickly scanning the room, I realized Terry was nowhere to be found.

“Terry?!” I yelled.

“I'm in here!” he yelled from the living room.

I walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway. As I rounded the corner to the living room, Terry stood in the doorway. He was leaning to the side with his shoulder pressed against the doorframe.

The smell of rain flooded my nostrils— salty and fresh. I've always loved the smell of rain, especially when I was a little girl. It reminded me of the summers I spent in the country.

“I remember when I was younger, my brothers and I would get suited up in our raincoats and boots just to play in the rain. Mama hated it with a passion. She used to complain about how hard the mud was to get out of our clothes. Daddy, on the other hand, he’d just say we were boys bein’ boys. Hell, he’d even encourage it. I miss those days. Days when we didn't give a damn about how we looked or what we were doin’. We just did the shit— without a care in the world,” Terry said.

Terry’s shoulders dropped as if his memories began to weigh him down. I walked up behind him, letting my hands wrap around his waist. I hugged him tightly. I felt his body shake softly from a silent laugh.

“You know… sometimes, as adults, we care too much. Who gives a fu.. I mean, who cares what other people think?” I asked, pressing my body into Terry’s.

“Mama, we too grown for that kinda stuff, now,” Terry said, laughing somberly.

I paused for a minute, falling victim to my own poignant thoughts.

Had we really become that displaced from happiness? Why was it so hard for adults to indulge— in joy, playfulness, and excitement? Grown-ass adults who were so afraid of being called childish that we were denying ourselves the simplicity of pleasure and gratification through laughter and smiles. We were victims to the parameters of supposed “free will”— an idea of free will that was bastardized by the voices and perceptions of others.

Fuck that! If Terry wanted rain, Terry was gonna get it!

I released my arms from around Terry, grabbing his hand. I pulled him towards the top of the stairs.

“Havana Rose!” Terry yelled.

“Don’t… Just trust me,” I said as we slowly descended the wet stairs. (Apartment exterior)

Rushing from the second floor to the first, I didn't want to give Terry any time to overthink. I pulled him into the rain, praying he would enjoy this moment.

“Babygirl!” Terry said, attempting to shield himself from the pouring rain.

“Just enjoy it, baby. Who gives a… who gives a fuck, huh?” I said, spinning around in the rain.

Terry let his head fall back on his shoulders. I stopped to watch this moment. He raised his arms above his head, reaching for the rain. Finally! He was letting himself be a kid again. His head slowly dropped to look at me. The biggest smile I had ever seen was plastered on his face. A smile so wide that it caused his eyes to close.

“That’s my baby,” I whispered to myself. I was seeing Terry through a completely different lens.

Terry lunged towards me, picking me up. He tossed me over his shoulder and began spinning me around. His laughter booming through the air around us.

“Terry!” I yelled out in laughter.

“WHO CARES, REMEMBER?!” Terry yelled back through the rain.

Putting me down, Terry pulled me into his body. My chin rested against his chest. He grabbed my face in his hands, drawing me closer to him. His gaze was piercing and intense.

“I love you, Havana Rose. Do you understand me? I love you with all my fuckin’ heart, and don't you ever forget that!” he avowed passionately.

I stood there, taking in every word like my life depended on it. Terry would have seen the tears streaming down my face if it wasn’t raining. I wish he could see how much his words were affecting me.

“I love you, too!” I said, jumping into his arms.

My legs wrapped around his waist. Our eyes were locked into a gaze that encompassed a million emotions— love, happiness, passion, lust. My hands went to the back of Terry’s head. His lips met mine in what felt like a kiss orchestrated by Cupid, himself.

We stayed right there in the rain and in love, for what seemed like hours. Kissing and loving on each other like two naive children, unaware of the world around them.

“Y’all gone be sick as dogs out there!” yelled Mrs. Geraldine, Terry’s next-door neighbor.

We pulled away from each other, laughing at her statement. Terry slowly put me down. My feet sloshed in a small puddle beneath me.

“Alright, babygirl. I think Mrs. Geraldine is right. We need to head inside and get you warm, mama. I don't want my baby sick,” he said, picking me up bridal style.

“Oh!” I squealed.

Terry carried me to the bottom of the stairs. I tried to get out of his grasp.

“What you doin'? I got this, lil’ mama. Sit tight,” he said, ascending the stairs carefully. He took his time with each step, handling me like a delicate flower or a small child.

I looked into Terry's eyes, getting lost in the different hues. I had looked in his eyes many times before, but none of those times ever felt like this one. It was as if I was committing every detail to memory. I never wanted to forget how his eyes looked right now— sparkling and wild.

Terry's eyes looked down to mine. “I can't focus wit’ you lookin’ at me like that,” he chuckled.

“I can't help it. You look so… so… so damn pretty. You're one gorgeous man, y’know?” I said, playing with his ear.

He moved his head away. “Ah, here you go with that! Leave my damn ears alone!” Terry rasped through gritted teeth.

“No,” I said stroking both of them.

“Get down! I'm not finna play wit’ you!” he said, putting me down at the doorway.

Walking into the apartment, I was hit by a harsh chill that sent a shudder down my spine.

“Go get out of those clothes and warm up,” Terry said, pushing me on my behind. I swear this man treats me like a child.

“What about you?” I asked, turning back towards the door.

“I'm coming right behind you, mama. I promise,” he said, grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it.

“Better be,” I said, taunting him as I turned around.

And once again like clockwork…

smack

His hand lands right across my ass. How didn't I see that coming?

“Ow, I'm starting to think you just like spanking me,” I said as I rubbed my stinging ass.

“Yeah, I do. It's something ‘bout that recoil and the sound. Ouu… dear sweet Jesus, it drives me crazy,” he exclaimed with joy.

“You're a sadist. You're a fuckin' sadist. Terrence Richmond is a goddamn…,” I started before Terry picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder.

“That's it! That mouth is too loose today. You don't know when to quit, huh?” he asked, rubbing me on my ass. I was beginning to anticipate another spanking.

Unfortunately, his phone rang. He turned around suddenly with me still over his shoulder, thrashing me around.

“Whoa! I don't think I like this ride anymore,” I said through laughter.

“Sorry, love. Here,” he said putting me down. “Go ahead. I'll be right behind ya,” he said, kissing my forehead.

I simply nodded my head yes and began to walk towards the room. Once I was in the bedroom, I walked over to the laundry basket and began pulling off my wet clothes.

“Babygirl, change of plans. I gotta make a quick run to the site. They’re havin’ a problem. I’m sorry!” he yelled from the living room.

“Okay. Be safe. Love you!” I yelled over my shoulder.

“Love you more, mama. I’ll be right back,” Terry said as I heard the front door open and close.

With that, I decided to take a hot shower to warm myself up and relax while Terry was gone.

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maxwhathappened · 3 months ago

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Sundae Request Menu

This is my ice cream request menu! Make your own sundae in my inbox as a request. I won’t generally take requests outside of this format, but you’re welcome to try.

When you place your order please:

Specify which driver the order is for

Limit yourself to 1 Dish, 1 Drink, 3 flavors and 4 toppings, though you are free to do less than those.

Make sure to clearly specify what is a flavor and what is a topping as some names are the same.

I got this idea from @tpwk-formula1 , be sure to check out their blog as well.

Thank you for your order!

Dish

Cup - smut

Regular Cone - fluff

Waffle Cone - angst

Flavors

Apple Pie - “I want forever with you.”

Banana - “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

Bittersweet Chocolate - “You’re the only one I want.”

Black Cherry - “You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

Bubblegum - “Do you still want me?”

Butter Pecan - “I can’t imagine my life without you.”

Butterscotch - “I never stopped loving you.”

Cake Batter - “Please let me love you.”

Cheesecake - “Don’t you get it? I love you!”

Cherry Almond - “Do you trust me?”

Cherry Chocolate - “I was worried about you.”

Cherry Vanilla - “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it for you.”

Chocolate - “Can you stay?”

Chocolate Almond - “Please don’t go.”

Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough - “Please. I can’t lose you.”

Chocolate Fudge - “I won’t let you go.”

Chocolate Soft Serve - “I’m not going to leave you.”

Chocolate Vanilla Swirl - “I love seeing you smile.”

Coconut - “You look amazing.”

Coffee - “You clean up nice.”

Cookies and Cream - “You’re so beautiful.”

Cotton Candy - “Oh no, baby. Please don’t cry.”

Dulce de Leche - “No, don’t cry. I hate it when you cry.”

Espresso - “Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

French Vanilla - “What can I do to earn your forgiveness?”

German Chocolate - “Is there anything I can do to make this better?”

Lemon Sherbert - “I’m sorry! How many times can I say it?”

Lemon Sorbet - “Get back in bed right this instant!”

Lime Sherbert - “You’re burning up. Just let me take care of you.”

Lime Sorbet - “I’ll take care of you, baby.”

Mango Sherbert - “I can’t believe you let him touch you.”

Maple Walnut - “I don’t want anyone else to touch you.”

Mint Chip - “You belong to me.”

Mocha - “Say it.”

Neapolitan - “I’m gonna mark you up for everyone to see.”

Orange Sherbert - “You like when I leave marks on you, don’t you?”

Peach - “You’re such a good girl.”

Peanut Butter Cup - “So good, so sweet, so perfect.”

Peppermint - “Be a good girl for daddy.”

Pineapple Sorbet - “You can be so good when you want to. Why aren’t you good all the time?”

Pistachio - “Don’t get greedy now. Be patient.”

Pistachio Almond - “A little needy?”

Praline - “Do what you’re told and you’ll get what you want.”

Rainbow Sherbert - “Just one more, baby. I just want one more.”

Raspberry Sorbet - “You can do one more for me, can’t you?”

Raspberry Swirl - “You’re such a brat.”

Rum Raisin - “Getting a little tired? Too bad.”

Rocky Road - “You’re such a little slut.”

Salted Caramel - “Fucked you dumb, didn’t I?”

Spumoni - “You are in so much trouble.”

Strawberry - “You’re gonna be sorry later.”

Strawberry Soft Serve - “You want me to fuck a baby into you?”

Toffee -“I’m gonna get you pregnant.”

Vanilla - “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

Vanilla Bean - “It’s too big.”

Vanilla Soft Serve - “You’re dripping, sweetheart.”

White Chocolate - “Oh fuck, do that again.”

Toppings

almonds - dom!driver

bananas - sub! driver

blueberries - switch! driver

brownies - soft dom! driver

Butterfingers - brat!reader

butterscotch syrup - sir! kink

Captain Crunch - daddy! kink

caramel - rough sex

cherries - slow/romantic sex

chocolate chips - jealousy

chocolate sprinkles - public sex

chocolate syrup - phone sex

coconut flakes - mirror sex

gummy bears - shower sex

hazelnuts - doggy

honey - mating press

jelly beans - riding

kit kats - overstimulation

Lucky Charms - edging

macadamia nuts - spitting

marshmallows - squirting

mint syrup - hair pulling

M&M’s - biting

nutella - choking

oreos - marking

peanuts - fisting

peanut butter cups - spanking

peanut butter syrup - cockwarming

peppermint patties - dirty talk

pralines - praise kink

pretzels - degradation kink

pistachios - somnophilia

raspberries - breeding kink

Rice Krispies - size kink

Snickers - ass play

sprinkles - toys

strawberries - bondage

strawberry syrup - mutual masturbation

walnuts - body worship

whipped cream - nipple play

white chocolate chips - dacryphilia

white chocolate syrup - aftercare

Drink

chocolate malt - established relationship

chocolate milkshake - friends to lovers

coke float - enemies to lovers

orange soda float - secret relationship

oreo milkshake - fake relationship

peanut butter milkshake - roommates

rootbeer float - exes

strawberry malt - coworkers

strawberry milkshake - best friend’s brother

vanilla milkshake - brother’s best friend

vanilla malt - strangers to lovers/meet cute

#f1 x reader #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz jr x reader #carlos sainz x reader #lando norris x reader #oscar piastri x reader #franco colapinto #logan sargeant x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #request menu

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sleepingdeath-light · 1 year ago

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last updated ; 16/12/24

listed below is the second half of everything that i have published on this account for the mobile game “cookie run: kingdom” that features characters labelled as epic. characters are organised alphabetically.

affogato cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

hcs — overworked s/o [here]

poly hcs — affogato/clotted cream + general [here]

yandere hcs — fem s/o [here]

one shot — “coffee and cream” (nsfw) (ft. clotted cream cookie)

almond cookie

smut hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [f/k/w]

black lemonade cookie

hcs — segmented fluff alphabet [b/c/l]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [b/c/l]

black raisin cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

blueberry pie cookie

one shot — “reunion” (nsfw)

burnt cheese cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

smut hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — fem s/o [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [a/m/y]

butter roll cookie

smut hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [k/t/u]

captain caviar cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

hcs — being drunk around his s/o [here]

hcs — shy s/o [here]

yandere hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — shy s/o [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [a/k/m]

one shot — ��in quiet waters” (nsfw)

one shot — “captain’s orders” (nsfw)

crunchy chip cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

hcs — shorter s/o [here]

smut hcs — no nut november [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [m/s/y]

dark choco cookie

costume hcs — sovereign of darkness [here]

smut hcs — praise kink + dom male s/o [here]

eclair cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

espresso cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

smut hcs — ditzy afab s/o [here]

fig cookie

hcs — encountering fem faun reader [here]

financier cookie

smut hcs — fem s/o [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [a/i/y]

frilled jellyfish cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

smut hcs — general [here]

kouign-amann cookie

yandere hcs — general [here]

kumiho cookie

hcs — fem s/o [here]

latte cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

smut hcs — general [here]

licorice cookie

one shot — “a feast fit for a king” (nsfw)

madeleine cookie

smut hcs — general [here]

mala sauce cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

pastry cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

pomegranate cookie

smut hcs — fem s/o [here]

prune juice cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

yandere hcs — general [here]

raspberry cookie

hcs — cuddling [here]

hcs — fem s/o [here]

smut hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [o/v/w]

red velvet cookie

hcs — s/o who is sensitive to yelling [here]

hcs — reaction to his s/o seeing him in his b.a.d.4 outfit for the first time [here]

royal margarine cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

hcs — chubby s/o [here]

hcs — trans masc s/o [here]

hcs — fem s/o with nerve damage in her thigh [here]

sparkling cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

smut hcs — bottoming for his s/o [here]

one shot — ‘tipsy’ (nsfw)

tea knight cookie

platonic hcs — being a father figure to the reader [here]

vampire cookie

one shot — “take a bite” (nsfw)

werewolf cookie

hcs — being in a relationship [here]

wildberry cookie

hcs — how he confesses to his s/o [here]

yandere hcs — general [here]

smut hcs — soft + afab s/o [here]

smut hcs — female s/o [here]

smut hcs — subbing for his s/o [here]

smut hcs — no nut november [here]

smut hcs — yandere [here]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [a/o/v]

smut hcs — segmented alphabet [d/k/m]

#sleepingdeath #writing masterlist #cookie run masterlist #crk masterlist #cookie run x reader #crk x reader

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a-coelacanth-makes-stuff · 11 months ago

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Ight, let's get simple things out of the way

Call me Fish, Coelacanth, Coela(said like "Sea-la") or Author, I'll be writing requests for fics and hcs, drawing/doode requests, stim/moodboards and outfit boards!

I go by any pronouns!

My main is @/entropys-universe, I follow from there, it's mostly reblogs, though. that's my main @ for most things. Don't ask why I go by Coelacanth on this acc only, I don't know either

Insta-block list: pedos, proship, anti-kin/therian/alterhuman, anti-agere/petere, bigots, any 18+ interactions and other rude people.

I have a Spotify full of fandom playlists! Might make a post to share them all later in a proper list, but for now, take the account.

Now, for the request stuff

Things will be tagged "tw [thing]" for consistency.

Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and all of that will be tagged accordingly

Little or CG or aus will be tagged like [thing]![charater]. (Example: CG!Red Velvet)

At bare minimum I need a few things in the ask to fulfill Writing, Art and HC requests:

Main Charater(s)

If it's an au, from cannon, or leave it blank for me to choose. (Note that I will default to mostly cannon compliant or my au Most likely the latter as I do love my self indulgent au) Make sure to tell roles (IE: who's the customer and who's the barista in a coffee shop au) or big changes! Your HCs are counted for this

And what kind! if it's a writing requeat, should it be a crackfic, oneshot, or something else! same for art, doodle, sketch, etc! And for HCs, what kind, family, dating, little/petspace etc!

Examples:

"Modern day au chatfic with Brave and Co"

"Doodle of little Lloyd! With a stuffed bear! hc that he has horns and tusks like in his oni form"

"Marrage hcs for Pearl and Marina pls"

For Stimboard, Moodboard, and Outfit boards I need:

Character and/or theme and/or colors (optional: what kind of outfit, formal, casual, etc!)

any other specifications! Fem, masc, pacis in Litte/Petspace requests, etc!

Example: "Masc leaning little stimboard based off of Lilac Cookie with paci and moth themes"

I'm up to making any kind of board as long as it's not 18+

Fandoms I'm up to writing

Cookie run

Pokemon (depending on what is asked)

Dreamwork's Trolls

Ninjago

Lego Monkie Kid

Splatoon

That's it rn

What I WILL write:

Heavy gore

Hurt/No Cmfort

Hurt/Comfort

Comfort/No Hurt

Mentions of things like sa, but nothing more

Nude bodies, in the sense of scarring and weight and that kind of thing, but I will NEVER do it in a sexual manner

Most ships

AUs

One off chatfics

Crackfics

Littlespace/agere/petspace/petre (if any of you think any of this is sexual, I'll take all the pillows in your house)

Just about anything else, depending on how confident I am at writing it

Who I'm confident in writing

(main POVs I'm pretty sure I'm good at writing)

Red Velvet (big and little)

Strawberry Crepe

Crunchy Chip (mostly little)

Pure Vanilla

Poison Mushroom

Dark Enchantress (big and little)

Pitaya (big and little)

Cream Unicorn

Hollyberry(iffy)

Black Raisin

Dark Cacao (Big and little)

Lilac (only little)

I Won't Write

In general:

Adult/minor, adult/unknown age or sibling/sibling

Any sex scenes, I'm good with writing making out, casual nudity, etc, but nothing more.

Characters I'm not too confident writing

Ships:

(added to as I get requests :/)

Anyone/any of the children (I will only write teens dating and maybe kisses IF THEY ARE AT LEAST 17 IN THE AU/STORY/SPECIFIED TO BE THAT OR OLDER AND ONLY WITH CHARATERS SIMILAR TO THEIR AGE, NO AGING UP A CHILD TO 22 AND MAKING THEM DATE SOMEONE WHO'S TWICE THEIR AGE!)

Licorice/Almond (I don't know how to write these two unfortunately.)

I'm unlikely to write requests in order.

If you want to make art or a fic for my work, please tag me!! I love seeing it!

#hc request #writing requests #art requests #Board request

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cookierunkingdomoffical · 1 year ago

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Baby, puppy, pale fur with a pink tongue and red strawberry ears

Birthday Cake, fresh-baked, white fur with rainbow sprinkles

Coffee Cake, elder, brown fur

Sponge Cake, puppy, no fur with golden dough

Ice Cream Cake, elder, white fur with choco dough and a white ice cream layer

Upside Down Cake, adult, pineapple and cherry fur

Prince Cake, adolescent, rich white fur sprinkled with brown sugar

Pound Cake, senior, velvety soft golden-brown fur

Angel Cake, young adult, powdery squishy dough

Funfetti Cake, adolescent, beige with flecks of rainbow

Black Forest Cake, elder, wooly brown fur with piped frosting and cherries on its head

Tompunce Cake, adult, hearty peach colored dough topped with a layer of fudgy pink fur

Dirt Cake, fresh-baked, course brown and black fur with gummy worms spread out around its body

Battenberg Cake, young adult, pink and light yellow checkered fur with Almond paste on its head

Madeira Cake, puppy, no fur with powder on top

Kuih lapis Cake, elder, multicolored (green, white, and pink) bouncy fur similar to pudding

King Cake, elder, coffee-colored fur with bursts of purple, green, and yellow sugar sprinkles

Banana Cake, adolescent, yellow tufted fur with greenish accented tips

Layered rainbow Cake, adult, colorful shaggy fur with sprinkles and a white icing crust

FruitCake, senior, fawn, thin cream fur with amorphous colorful dots

Marble Cake, elder, curly marbled biscuit and chocolate colored fur

Hummingbird Cake, senior, airy white fur topped with pecans and colorful flowers

Dump Cake, young adult, fuzzy lemony and raspberry fur with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on its head

Bundt Cake, fresh-baked, dark brown velvety fur with white gluey stripes

Genoise Cake, young adult, plush beige fur with fluffy white icing, topped with a familiar plushy beige color and various red fruits like strawberries and cherries

Spice Cake, adult, sleek sepia fur with thick speckled fluffy cream on its top

Yellow butter Cake, adolescent, coarse brown and yellow checkered fur

Mud Cake, senior, shiny silky brown coat

Tea Cake, elder, furless body with grainy skin

Crumble Cake, puppy, barely visible yellow fur with pebbly cinnamon crumbs strewn around its body

Rock Cake, senior, bumpy matted coat with transparent sprinkles and raisins nestled inside its fur

Yogurt Cake, elder, creamy purple fur with a spoon tucked into it

Cherry Vanilla Cake, young adult, red speckled white fur with cherries on top

Cookie Dough Cake, adult, taffy brown smooth fur with chunks of cookie dough scattered around

Butter Pecan Cake, senior, off-white flaky fur topped with chunks of sliced pecans

Rocky Road Cake, adolescent, chunky brown fur with chopped almonds and marshmallows nestled into its fluff

Apple crisp Cake, young adult, gritty brown and red coat with bits of yellow squishy apple nestled into its fur

Orange bar Cake, senior, smooth fur with orange square patterns on top

Banana cream Cake, adolescent, creamy yellow fur topped with whipped cream and sliced bananas

Mango mochi Cake, elder, cold white fur amidst hints of orange and yellow

Cherry Cobbler Cake, young adult, marbled beige, red and brown fur coupled with a scoop of vanilla ice cream

Falooda Cake, young adult, satiny pink fur with white bubbles and strawberries on top

Rice Cake, elder, grainy white fur

Kakigori Cake, senior, lumpy green fur with sweet red bean fur clumped up on its head

Mint tea Cake, puppy, translucent brown fur topped with mint leaves and a few flecks of tea leaves

Mango pudding Cake, adult, creamy white fur amidst white frosting dripping off of its head

Furin Cake, puppy, light fur with a furin wind chime planted on its head like a bucket hat.

Dragonfly Cake, elder, blue and green scaly fur with two lustrous wings on its back

Paint Cake, adolescent, splotchy multicolored fur that drips paint every step it takes

Worm Cake, senior, hairless Cake with bumpy pink skin

Fizzy Ferment Cake, adult, fizzy golden brown fur that's cold to the touch

Bookworm Cake, elder, desaturated brown fur with a book gently draped onto its head

Stir Fry Cake, puppy, brownish-greenish fur completely covered in rice, vegetables and meat jellies

Pasta Salad Cake, adult, off-white fur topped with lettuce, pasta, and walnuts

Grilled Cheese Cake, adolescent, squishy brown and droopy golden coat

Scrambled Egg Cake, puppy, bumpy yellow fur that looks as if it would fall off of its body if it ran too fast.

Fish Cake, puppy, scaly fur with a tail

Turtle Cake, adolescent, green shell placed on back, covering up the fur on its body

Seahorse Cake, young adult, bumpy, desaturated sandy fur

Copepod Cake, adult, liquidy, see-through illuminated fur with antennae

Beta Cake, senior, Smooth vibrant blue fur with frilly fins that constantly wave to its sides. It also has a fishy tail.

Pumpkin pie Cake, puppy, orange fluffy fur

Apple pie Cake, puppy, red orange fur with yellow specs

Candy corn Cake, puppy, orange, yellow and white striped fur

Rock candy Cake, adolescent, hard multicolored fur resembling rock candy

Torte Cake, adolescent, bumpy soft white and pink fur with crushed nuts on top

Profiterole Cake, adolescent, matted choco brown and white fur, wearing a flower shaped cookie as a hat

Herrencreme Cake, fresh-baked, warm creamy fur gently decorated with crushed chocolate bars and a single strawberry on top

Phyllo Cake, fresh-baked, lion-like mane with a black head and small red berries on top

Thapthim Krop Cake, fresh-baked, bumpy red fur coated in thin cream

Caramel tart Cake, young adult, light beige fur powdered with brown sugar

Bubblegum Cake, young adult, pink fizzy fur

Clementine Cake, young adult, rough orange fur

Popsicle Cake, adult, long body with multicolored glistening fur

Panna cotta Cake, adult, wiggly body with soft white fur

Jellyroll Cake, adult, swirled rainbow fur

White choco Cake, elder, white fur with specs of brown

Churro Cake, elder, long skinny body with sparkly golden fur

Oatmeal Cake, senior, grainy brown fur with wedges of banana within

Nougat Cake, senior, Nutty white and brown fur

Biscotti Cake, senior, wrinkly body with nuts decorating its bare back

Kolaczki Cake, freshbaked, wrapped in silk, shining red fur

Huckleberry Cake, freshbaked, purple and blue bumpy fur

Sundae Cake, freshbaked, creamy white fur with sprinkles and chocolate syrup

Grasshopper pie Cake, adolescent, speckled white fur with grasshopper-like features

Shoofly pie, adolescent, white and beige striped fur with wings and other fly-like features

Strudel Cake, adolescent, golden fur with streaks of glazed white on top

Apple dumpling Cake, adult, fluffy peach fur with apple seeds poking out

Whoopie pie Cake, adult, black and white frilly fur that remains untamed no matter what

Buckeyes Cake, adult, black fur with fake chocolate eyes on its back

Tofu Cake, senior, wiggly white fur that appears to jiggle even when untouched

Lima bean Cake, freshbaked, smooth bumpy green fur

Pea Cake, adolescent, Fur similar to Lima bean Cake, but with smaller bumps

Azuki Cake, adult, hibiscus colored uneven fur

Lentil Cake, senior, knobbly golden brown fur

Butterbean Cake, elder, pale brittle coat that shines in even the dimmest lighting

Jester Cake, freshbaked, red and white marbled dough adorned with jester attire and red and white piped frosting

Clown Cake, adolescent, funfetti dough filled with sprinkles and cookie dough topped with fluffy red fur and cherries

Juggler Cake, adult, blue dough with cream cheese and blueberries in the middle, has yellow fur with circular sprinkles

Hula-hoop Cake, senior, spongy yellow dough and pink swirly dough, typically seen with a hula hoop

Ringleader Cake, elder, red and black checkered dough with a tophat that covers most of its white frosting

Patient Cake, freshbaked, sickly blue dough with white frosting and sprinkles

Low-fat milk Cake, adolescent, chunky white fur with a cottage-cheese like frosting on top

Clipboard Cake, adult, brown dough with silver clips in its beige frosting

Nurse Cake, senior, peach dough with yellow glaze. Often found in a nurse outfit or a stethoscope

Doctor Cake, elder, nuts and raisin filled rocky-road dough wearing a long coat and fake sleek white frosting

Smiley the tropical cake hound, puppy, shy and likes the sun

Brown Rice Cake Hound (Unnamed 1a), adult

Brown Rice Cake Hound (Unnamed 1b), adult

Grape Strudel Cake, senior, cream dressed as a mikrokosmo, a laid back lap dog

Meet all my little hounds:3

You forgot dreamboat

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sansundertale14x1 · 11 months ago

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oki! I have time (no I need to be in bed rn) so why not! :3

Name(s): 14x1 is alright, but more personal nicknames include: Tord, Grandpa.

Pronouns: He/Him HIGHLY preferred, but They/Them is alright.

Star sign: Scorpio! :3

# of sibs: 2, but if you count my pets as my sibs then like 4-

# of pets: 2! Cat and dog :3

Fandoms: right now: CoD, Project Sekai, Yandere sim (creator is gross, I don’t support him, I just enjoy parts of the game), OSC!

Fav color: Blue, Purple, Black, Green (cool colors really-)

fav song: Can’t choose! Artists I like are Lemon Demon, and various vocaloid creators :)

fav author: no idea-

hobbies: Drawing, Writing, Dancing, Cosplay and singing! :)

fav fic type: I LOVE FLUFF! Cuddling is just YES! Angst will kill me, COMFORT AFTER HURT PLEASE! Occasional smut

fav holiday: Halloween! Cosplay without being bullied AND an excuse to eat hellish amounts of sweets 👍

partner(s): Yep! @pocket-phil <3

fun facts:

I actually have a STRONG LOVE for oatmeal raisin cookies (they do NOT deserve that hate)

I only have a tumblr Acc to get in contact with an old friend (who blocked me)

I have (self diagnosed) Misophonia and it’s triggered by mouth sounds (if you chew loudly or snore I might either cry or punch you? Idk ;-;)

this was fun! No pressure, but tags! :D @sillyosclover @kraytherandomchick

I got bored so here's a little get-to-know-you tag game I think could be fun :3

Name(s)

Pronouns

Star sign

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any)

# of pets & their names

Fandoms

Favorite color

Favorite song

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!)

Hobbies

Favorite fic type

Favorite holiday

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!)

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!

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Name(s): Loki (highly preferred), Elye

Pronouns : they/them mostly, he/she okay too

Star sign: Pisces

# of siblings: I've got 2! An older sister and a younger sibling. The fun fact about them is that they're also both queer; in fact, my mom is too. The only non-queer person in my immediate family is my dad.

# of pets: 4 cats! Phoebe & Frankie are our girls, Lenny and Murray are our boys :3

Fandoms: MCU (kind of), BSD, OFMD, Ranboo (does his fanbase count as a fandom?)

Fav. color: Don't have one

Fav. song: Aurora Borealis by Lemon Demon

Fav. author: Alice Oseman

Hobbies: singing, acting, drawing, writing, procrastinating

Fav. fic type: Fluff, definitely. I am a sucker for well written coffee-shop and flower-shop aus, too. Smut's fine, but only if it's romantic. I can't do angst if there's no comfort.

Fav. Holiday: Hanukkah or Halloween! I love autumn and winter

Partners?: Yes! I have a girlfriend (queerplatonic) who I love very much, and a boyfriend (romantic) who I love very much :]

Fun facts:

- Even though I'm a cat person, I really, really want a dog.

- I actually used to play sports. Because I don't do gendered leagues anymore, I don't play, but I've been looking for mixed/gender-neutral/queer sports teams. Baseball and basketball specifically!

- I started questioning my identity in 2019; I'm no closer to finding a label now than I was then. The difference is, now I don't want a label. I just am. :]

tags: @neonganymede @cha0ticlesbian @x-chiara @exceleo @brinnybee @autistic-katara @gandalfthemorallygrey @ohboyanotherlokiblog @roachandrenfri @ourflagmeanslokius @exceleo @edettethegreat @swiftlyspidey

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ladymochawrites · 3 years ago

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Hello! This is my first time making a request idk if this is we’re you make requests, but anyways can you do a black raisin cookie x gn reader getting married. But black raisin is in a suit and the reader is in a dress , it’s fine if you don’t do it and ty for your time!Have a good rest of your day/night (●’◡’●)ﾉ♥︎

BLACK RAISIN X !READER GETTING MARRIED

requested by: @acideater323

pronouns preferred: they/them

topics: soft material. a reader who is getting married to their loved one.

A PERFECT DAY FOR A WEDDING DAY…

“I can believe this is happening…” You calmly uttered with how excited you were. You couldn’t help yourself but to finally be with the woman of your dreams. For the past 1 year, you were always there to give her and show her what love really felt like. Yes, it took her time to get accustomed to the fact what love really was to her— but the fact that she’s never had someone like you to cradle her into your arms, she enjoyed every single bit of it. She felt like she needed some relationship advice to also keep you company in order to not lose you. Black Raisin felt that at first, she expected a lot more to make you happy as you were dating at the time before she proposed to you.

Luckily as 8 months have past, she had been planning a romantic set-up in order for the plan to succeed by giving you a gradient pigeon-blood ruby ring, glistens like her crow’s blood shot eyes, with both of your initials on it. Before you didn’t know at the time as the time came were she finally kneels in front of you—instantly feeling speechless. One second later, you knew exactly what Black Raisin has been wanting to confess, even if she truly struggles to properly get the right words out without have to hide her dark red blush hinted on her face, stuttering herself like a soft fluffy sheep, making “bahs” repeatedly. She finds herself to randomly compliment you on what you wear as far as pieces of clothing or if you put on a dash of blush to make you’re skin (dough) glow.

This time while wearing an abundant white dress, hand-crafted to detail with stunning lace, the folds of the dress that drape down, dragging across the floor. Entirely made of pure silk chiffon and charmeuse for a perfect lightweight fit. Black Raisin’s favorite type of flowers were red roses. She would always gift you, even for the very first time when she took you out for Valentine’s Day a huge bouquet of fresh planted roses. Surprisingly, she enjoyed bright brilliant colors of how red roses bloomed, yet you definitely desired any color rose to be exact. Each colored rose had a different meaning or had symbolized something different. But, out of all the colors, red of course had to be the more dominant color of them all— as it represents the passion of love between you too. Plus, every time you walk out of the room half asleep, awaiting to be served a delicious breakfast meal, the aroma of fresh red roses in a custom engraved vase would catch your senses— because she was the one who would buy them just for you. It was like entering a large garden house full of these. You dreamt about the roses catching you and Black Raisin’s fall as it tucks you away in a different reality. And in that moment, that’s how the wedding had felt, like you were going to be catching yourself into her arm.

Black Raisin was given permission by Pure Vanilla to create the wedding in the Castle in the sky. She invited every cookie, especially Strawberry Crepe, which they’re not fond of typical romances as they claim they have better things to do besides as they quotes, “To attend to some love game? That sounds boring and LAME.”

“Well please reconsider when you have proper time to be there for the dance.” Black Raisin added.

“Whatever. Still sounds too lame. It would be better if it added a little more fun. Good luck anyways, as if I should be really be giving my gratitude to you since I wish your wedding hopes to crumble.” Strawberry Crepe scoffs.

That moment Black Raisin knew that you could careless over the small pink-haired cookie who only desires for their own mechanical inspirations of working on the wafflebots. Maybe they’ll bash right in for a secret suspicious surprise.

As the inside of the castle was decorated with different variants of red roses, some pink ones too and white lilies. Garlands of flowers and vines that hurdled and wrapped around pillars and the small gazebo. The sun’s luminous strength of gazing fresh sunlight that transparent through the glass stained windows. It was a perfect day for a wedding. And a perfect day to show how visibly beautiful you showed your dress. Black Raisin wearing her black gradient wool woven suit, pinned with one of White Lillies’ flowers, to signify purity and strength. Knowing that Black Raisin is the women who became a survivor to her homeland in order to fight for what she wanted to claim—and that’s what she wanted to do with you. To provide and satisfy your wants and needs. To show that women of all sorts were meant to be disciplined with self defense and raw power. As a wife, she was determined to do better. After leaning in towards her trust to care and sympathize with you, you knew she was the one.

The veil that covered your mysterious smile, knowing it was like a surprise to Black Raisin as she was stunned of how beautiful you peacefully walk to the main isle. Your hair bundled up, messy-like, wearing a silver crown to complete the finishing touches. Her eyes grew and begin to sparkle as you couldn’t look away. You were still speechless to say that you were getting married to someone who entitled to trust upon you. And in that very day, you started to begin your journey awaiting to be officially pronounced married! Let the wedding commence…

((Sorry (again) for my inactivity! As you can see, I was a little unmotivated to write again since I have a lot of school work to fill in. Work has been busy too, so I’ve been trying to find a way to get back into the spirit of writing. I really want this story to have a ‘follow up’ just because me writing about Black Raisin as a slowly start to progress myself into getting to know her more just puts more interest— and because for this particular topic should well deserve have a continuation of where the wedding would lead to this time. And when I had put “let the wedding commence” Will Strawberry Crepe throw a secret surprise like they’ve mention in the past as they wanted more ‘FUN’ out of it? Or, will the wedding succeed without them interfering?))

#cookie run kingdom #head canon #fanfic writing #head canons #cookie run #cr kingdom #fanfic #crk x reader #black raisin cookie #black raisin x reader #black raisin cookie x reader #crk fluff

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brittle-doughie · 2 years ago

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Brittle-Doughie’s Main Page

Heya! The name is Brittle, I go by he/him and I’m a writer for a bunch of things Cookie Run, you’ll probably find me on the Cookie Wars with the various stuff I put out on the tag! Welcome!

[Requests: Open!]

MASTERLIST #2 >>> HERE

[Guidelines]

Gender neutral readers are my way to go, so everyone can enjoy my fics! :D (This will always be the case unless the fic states otherwise)

Remain on-topic when asking about AUs such as asking about certain characters in it or the world surrounding it, I probably won’t be able to answer if the asks stray too far from it.

This is an X Reader blog, so please refrain from going into OCs with your asks.

The type of writings can vary, which could be either be headcanons, one-shots, etc etc. Whatever I feel like works best for the time.

Don’t be discouraged if your ask doesn’t get answered. Sometimes I just can’t come up with anything to answer with and I apologize for that.

Angst, fluff, yandere cookies, it’s all good with me!

My blacklist is fairly standard with a bunch of NSFW or MAJORLY cursed stuff not allowed. (Pedophilla, incest, scat, etc etc) Please don’t be majorly inappropriate or weird with your asks.

Never ask repeatedly how a certain AU or story is going. It won’t make me want to put it out faster.

Please keep your asks as that, asks and questions. If you wish to write something akin to your own fic, it would be more appropriate to post within your own blog.

[Masterlist #1]

Ovenbreak/Kingdom

The Incorrect Quote Cookie Jar V1.5

I’ll Miss You (Ancient Cookies)

Downstream Part 1 (Affogato Cookie)

Group Findings (Cauliflower and Peperoncino Cookie)

From Afar (Croissant, Lime, and Sour Belt)

A Jammed Heart (Original Cookie Character)

A Forced Hand (Ancient Cookies)

Y/N Cookie Blurbs (Various Cookies)

A Very Much Invited Guest (Hollyberry Kingdom)

Pet Times (Carrot, Cheesecake, and Baguette Cookie)

Duel of Hearts (White Choco and Rose Cookie)

Tales of Sweetness (Valentine’s Day Special)

Fashion Week 2?

Po-tay-to, Po-tah-to (Carrot, Beet, Spinach, Rambutan Cookie)

Costume Concepts

Ya Like Raisin Buns? (Black Raisin Cookie)

Star of the Industry (Popping Candy, DJ, Rockstar, Parfait, and Shining Glitter Cookie)

Even More Heartbreak (Black Pearl Cookie)

Antagonized

But the Dance is Today! (Hollyberry Kingdom)

Undeserving (Affogato Disciples, Dark Cacao, Adventurer, Captain Ice Cookie)

Anguish Before Matrimony (Pure Vanilla and White Lily Cookie)

No Dice (Ancient Cookies)

At Your Beck and Call (Pearl Legion/Custard Soldiers)

No Deed Goes Unnoticed (Dark Cacao Kingdom)

Milky Way Cookie Blurb

Eternity (Snow Sugar Cookie)

The Serenity or the Charismatic (Pure Vanilla v. Clotted Cream Cookie)

House is Where the Heart Is (Raspberry Mousse Cookie)

Chaos and Control (Twizzly Gang)

A Handycookie’s Expertise (Time Balance Department)

Good Day for Walks (Pure Vanilla Cookie)

Fish in a Barrel (Affogato Cookie)

Spared No Expense 1.5 (Cheesecake Cookie)

Coworkers Delight (Maple Taffy Cookie)

Memories

Sands of the Sale (Yogurt Cream Cookie)

Two Sides of a Coin (Hollyberry Cookie x Male Reader)

Face the Music! (B.A.D 4)

Seize the Spin

Foul Play (Cherry Stars)

Molded, Battered, Whole (The Five Dragons)

In a Heartbeat (Pink Choco Cookie)

From the Brink

What If: In Your Name

When the Jingle Bells Rock (Christmas Special)

The Flipside

Spared No Expense (Cheesecake Cookie)

For Their Majesty (Amber Sugar Cookie)

Speak of the Tree (Millennial Tree Cookie, Churro Cookie)

The Deal with Ancients

Bake It till You Make It

Polar Opposites (Timekeeper Cookie)

A Phenomenal Photo

Let Me Be Your Relay Cookie

A Tune for You (Vagabond Cookie)

Real Y/N Cookie Birthday Hours

Missing You

Sunrises (Missing You Alt)

The Face of the Future (Director Croissant, Stringy Gummy, Ephemeral Flow Timekeeper)

The Spooky Cookie Tapes

The Deal with Dragons (The 5 Dragons)

The Thrill or The Peace (Adventurer Cookie v. Blackberry Cookie)

Marketplace Ruckus (Hollyberrian Marketplace)

Time Travel, Woo! (Croissant Cookie)

Biggest Fans (Cherry Stars)

The Idol and the DJ (DJ Cookie)

The TBD’s Handycookie (Time Balance Department)

The Apple in this Doctor’s Eye (Dr. Bones Cookie

Heartbreak (Kumiho Cookie)

Pizza’s Here (Pizza Cookie)

The Beloved of Duskgloom Sea (Black Pearl Cookie)

Picnic Time (Cherry Blossom Cookie)

The Incorrect Quote Cookie Jar (Various Cookies)

Wars/Jellywalker AU

[Q: Question based. Though some questions do evolve into full on fics.]

Heart of the Horde

Protectors of the Horde’s Heart

Death of the Heart

The Starved Heart

Heart Amongst Legends

Recollection 1 (White Ghost Cookie, Vagabond Cookie, Cream Unicorn Cookie)

Recollection 2 (Financier Cookie, Vampire Cookie, Dark Choco Cookie)

Recollection 3 (Infected TBD)

Wandering

Wandering #2

Gift Mode | Keeping Quiet | Little Ones | Wandering Part 3 (Jellywalker AU)

The News Gets to Them (Walker AU. Sorbet Cookie, Lilac Cookie, Black Garlic Cookie)

The News Gets to Them #2 (Walker AU. Lilybell Cookie, Choco Ball Cookie, Poison Mushroom Cookie)

Q: Various Cookies as Walkers

Q: Various Cookies as Walkers #2

Q: Bosses and You!

Q: Guard Duty (Jellywalker Knight Cookie)

Q: If Y/N Died

Q: Would The Dragons Help?

Q: How did Y/N get infected?

Q: Y/N Captured

Q: Shared Emotion of Y/N Cookie and the Horde

Q: Showoffs of the Horde (Fire Spirit Cookie, Cinnamon Cookie, Skating Queen Cookie)

Q: If Y/N was cured?

Q: Argument Amongst the Horde

#masterlist #navigation #cookie run x reader #cookie run x you #jelly walkers x reader #cookie wars x reader #cr x reader #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak

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letmetellyouaboutmyfeels · 3 years ago

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO THE CLOWN CAR blame @chiquititadiaz for this post and @extasiswings for having no sympathy for my plight. Tooth-rotting fluff below the cut!

Buck’s been trying really hard not to get anxious about Christmas.

It’s just that it’s his first Christmas with Eddie where the two of them are a couple, and he kind of wants to make it perfect. But if he stresses too much about it being perfect, that’ll stress Eddie out, and that’s the last thing Buck wants, so he just… kind of vibrates on the inside like a paranoid chihuahua while on the outside he helps Chris with the tree and lights and baking.

That part is fun. Discussing where exactly each strand of lights should go, and each ornament, whether or not they need to buy a new angel, and how much icing is too much on the gingerbread house. He stays up way too late baking cookies and wrapping presents, but damn it, it’s all going to be worth it Christmas morning when Christopher wakes up.

He’s in the middle of setting up a scavenger hunt for Chris from Santa when he realizes Eddie’s no longer staring at Buck with a fond look on his face.

In fact, he’s staring at Buck in a way that’s kind of worrying.

“You okay?” Buck pauses, the riddle cards still in his hand. “Do you think these are too easy for him? Or too hard—the one about the dryer—”

Eddie clears his throat. “Uh, no, no, you’re—these are great. I never would’ve thought of it.”

“Yeah, I know you, Diaz, I know when you’re hiding something from me.” Buck sets the cards down and steps up to him, steps up to his boyfriend, to the love of his goddamn life. “What is it? Forgot to buy milk?”

“No.” Eddie’s smiling again now, smiling at Buck like Buck is something wondrous, some kind of miracle. “You finish the scavenger hunt. I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.” Eddie heads for the bedroom and Buck calls softly after him, “don’t trip over the laundry basket!”

He sets up all the cards, then starts the dishwasher and eats one of the cookies left out for Santa. The reindeer food (oats, carrots, raisins, and glitter) gets dumped into a container and snuck out to the garbage with a bit of it spread around to show what a mess those silly reindeer made, and he’s just considering eating the other Santa cookies without Eddie when the man himself reappears.

Buck’s stomach flips, because he knows Eddie—with his eyes, with his fingertips, with his mouth—and he knows that look on Eddie’s face. It’s the look Eddie gets right before he announces something big. Sometimes it’s the will. Sometimes it’s there’s no one in the world I trust with my son more than you.

Sometimes it’s I’m leaving the 118.

For a single blinding second, Buck is terrified that this is it, he invaded Eddie’s space too much, too quickly, the transition from ‘friend’ to ‘boyfriend’ more than Eddie was ready for when it comes to the holidays and—

—and why is Eddie getting down on one knee?

Buck’s not sure what sound he makes, but it’s not quite the ‘what’ that he’d intended to choke out.

Eddie shrugs. “I figured—why not?”

“The—the lease isn’t even up on my apartment,” he croaks, because that is a small black box and Eddie is opening it and holy shit holy shit holy shit—

“As if you haven’t already moved in here,” Eddie points out. “You did the laundry and you reminded me not to trip over the basket. You made a scavenger hunt because you know where everything is. You’re making pumpkin pancakes tomorrow morning with those snowmen and snowflake shaped cutters that I one hundred percent didn’t pick out.

“You live here.” Eddie smiles, and oh, God, it’s magic. “You belong here. And I thought—God I just want to keep him. So.”

“And you—you just—had this on hand?”

Eddie looks down at the box, at the ring, with a small rueful smile on his face. “I bought this the day after we kissed.”

The day after they kissed. After they had a massive fight, and there was definitely crying, and then they kissed, and did a hell of a lot more than kiss, and Buck woke up the next morning in Eddie’s arms in Eddie’s bed in Eddie’s house and never, ever wanted to wake up anywhere else ever again.

He’s known the whole time that Eddie’s the last one for him. The last and the best and possibly in some ways the only real love Buck’s ever had. But he didn’t know—he didn’t think—Eddie has a kid and two relationships that went too fast and threw him for a loop and Eddie’s in therapy and Eddie is careful and—Christ it’s been only six months—

After they kissed, Eddie went out and bought a ring. And he’s had it hidden, somewhere, for six months.

He realizes that Eddie’s probably waiting for a response and he clears his throat. “You—you need to—to ask—”

“Shit.” Eddie starts laughing, and that makes Buck laugh. “Evan.” He stands up, and God he’s so close and he’s real, this is real. “Will you marry me?”

He says yes, he’s sure of it, but it’s hard to tell when he’s crying and Eddie’s kissing him and his hands are framing Eddie’s beloved, beloved face and it’s Christmas Eve and he’s going to spend the rest of his life with this man.

He ends up calling Maddie at two in the morning, waking her up, which she’d be more pissed about if he wasn’t crying all over again.

This isn’t at all how he expected his Christmas to go, with a ring on his finger and Eddie wrapped around him from behind, kissing his neck, as Buck tells his sister he’s engaged. But Chris is asleep safe in his bed, Eddie is holding him and smiling into his shoulder, and his sister is on the phone weeping and laughing with him, and it’s—

It’s the best Christmas ever, honestly. Turns out, he had nothing to worry about.

#lincoln writes stuff #buddie #buddie fanfic #911 fox #911 fanfic

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ur-typical-nerd · 1 year ago

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(finger guns) I got you buddy-

Capsaicin/Kouign Amann/Prune Juice: Already gave you my ideas for her!

Dark Cacao/Pitaya: My first instinct for them is “rowdy warrior”, but that feels too easy. Then I remembered that dragons are lizards, and lizards are cold-blooded. Would that make sense in canon? Probably not. Is it still really funny? Yes. So my interpretation of Dark Sapote is a big, sleepy lizard who can kick butt as efficiently as their dad. Spends most of their time trying to stay warm and sleeping, though. They’re much rowdier in warmer temperatures…which they don’t experience often.

Golden Cheese/Ananas: I like the wing arm idea! As for ideas, I personally see them as a treasure hunter. It feels like the natural combination of Golden Cheese’s golden aesthetic and the dragon’s association with treasure. As for personality, they probably have a bit of an ego (can you blame them considering their parents?), thinking they know more than they actually do, and reckless. They probably give their mom Golden Cheese multiple heart attacks per day lol-

Coffee Candy/Baguette: For buns (if you haven’t already thought of it), maybe try putting them on the sides of the head Princess Leia style? Hat’s cool too; that could be a really cute little hat. As for personality/ideas, they’d probably work at the TBD like their parents; maybe as someone who investigates weird time stuff? Probably super curious and determined, probably gets into trouble because they didn’t think about the consequences first.

Financier/Pistachio: Maybe knight? I dunno, that’s all I could think of. As for personality, maybe a bit more cheerful and relaxed to contrast their parents? I don’t know, I’m struggling with this one.

Milk/Black Raisin: Traveling adventurer/survivalist! It combines Black Raisin’s whole survival thing and Milk’s traveling adventures with Purple Yam! They probably have a few scrapes and scratches due to their adventures and a huge backpack. They’re probably really sweet and cheerful like their dad while being very survival-savvy and perceptive like their mom. Not really related, but I like to imagine that they’ll occasionally find a raisin crow and begin chatting with it because it makes them feel like their mom if on their travels with them.

Esterhazy/Earl Grey: From my perspective, there are two ways you can go about their design:

Extra big Cookie with lots and lots of fluff, fangs, and other werehound features.

A normal cookie that can shift into a cake werehound a la Werewolf Cookie.

Either way, they’ll probably be a bit unintentionally intimidating. As for personality/ideas, I personally see him as either a polite, formal yet friendly individual that tends to bottle their negative emotions (mostly anger) or a rebellious little punk with a short temper. Either way, anger issues are a main crux of their character. They’re probably real strong (because werehound…DNA? Do cookies have DNA?) but can usually control it well and use it in their work (maybe bodyguard?).

Licorice/Royal Margarine: I think I might have suggested this before, but they could be an animal trainer/beast tamer because of Buttercream and Licorice’s minions. As for personality, they’re either going to be a) trying to be just a Normal Guy, or b) Weirder than both of their parents. Probably a bit of a weird animal lover. Also they need dark gold, flowy hair.

Alright, well I’m having trouble with fankids, and maybe asking for suggestions will help

I’ll try to keep the list shorter this time, and it’s just focused on character suggestions, not flavors. I already have names for the characters, so I don’t need suggestions there, just on what to do for the characters

Capsaicin/Kouign Amann/Prune Juice: all I got is Bloody Mary and that they’re probably female

Dark Cacao/Pitaya: Dark Sapote, but that’s it

Golden Cheese/Ananas: Golden Kiwi, and that they might have feathered wings and/or winged arms

Coffee Candy/Baguette: Coffee Bun, and maybe a hat (also I cannot figure out how to put the buns on their hair without it looking like CC)

Financier/Pistachio: Florentine

Milk/Black Raisin: Sweet Milk

Esterhazy/Earl Grey: Medovik (also I have no clue how I’m gonna design this one)

Licorice/Royal Margarine: Butterscotch

I’ll just stop with these for now before it gets too long. I tried to not ask for the normal ones and go with relatively newer ones

#cookie run #fankid #fanchild #fankid ideas #quibbs126 #fankid help #cookie run kingdom #help #not tagging all of the characters because we’d be here all day if I did

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puddings-writing-blog · 3 years ago

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Could you do affogato cookie with a crow-like s/o who brings him random shiny things like gems and pretty ribbons

Of course Anon, here you go! ^^

Requested?: Yes

Genre: Fluff, romantic

Warnings: None

Pronouns used: He/Him for Affogato Cookie

-He would definitely have a room dedicated to the things you brought him

-He would randomly walk into the room to admire everything there

-”These are beautiful, darling! Thank you”

-He says before kissing you on the forehead <3

-He thinks it’s endearing how you’d bring him these things

-Will bring you anything he thinks you’d like too ^^

-Whenever he sees crows, he thinks of you

-And because of that, he starts to like crows more and more

-[Cue Black Raisin Cookie being happy because now someone else besides her likes crows]

-Not just crows, but also anything shiny will remind him of you ^^

-Whenever that happens, he will have a small smitten smile on his face as he thinks about his lover

-He would often go to the room with the things you gave him and polish the things in there

-Then look at them lovingly thinking of your smile as you gave that to him

-His love for you shines brighter than anything you’ve brought him <3

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #crk #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #pudding’s writing #Affogato Cookie

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reeedvelvet · 3 years ago

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꒰ welcome to COOKIE RUN ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Holding hands

╰┈➤ includes: multiple characters

Fluff headcanons + bonus scenario

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie

Them with their crush

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie, almond cookie, vampire cookie, wizard cookie, pomegranate cookie

Red velvet trying to control his cakes from not piling up S/O

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie

S/O gets sick

╰┈➤ includes: wizard cookie, almond cookie, red velvet cookie

Snaps to their clingy S/O then regrets it

╰┈➤ includes: wizard cookie, red velvet cookie, licorice cookie

With a naturally cold body warmth S/O

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie

With a S/O who likes styling his hair.

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie

With a S/O who likes to cover them in lipstick kisses when they're stressed and sometimes pull them into a long agressive kiss when they're angry

╰┈➤ includes: pure vanilla cookie, mint choco cookie, red velvet cookie

Having a crush on the reader whos also on the dark side

╰┈➤ includes: pomegranate cookie

Dating him

╰┈➤ includes: dark choco cookie

Them with their crush

╰┈➤ includes: pure vanilla cookie, madeleine cookie, espresso cookie, dark choco cookie

Being Dark Chocos best friend

╰┈➤ includes: dark choco cookie feat. dark cacao cookie

Dating him

╰┈➤ includes: espresso cookie, madeleine cookie

With a s/o who is protective over sorbet shark cookie, wants to adopt him

╰┈➤ includes: pure vanilla cookie, dark cacao cookie, frost queen cookie

Them with their crush

╰┈➤ includes: dark cacao cookie, herb cookie, black raisin cookie, sea fairy cookie, frost queen cookie, mala sauce cookie

Innocent, bubbly, sweet and kind S/O

╰┈➤ includes: black raisin cookie

Touchstarved S/O

╰┈➤ includes: pitaya dragon cookie

TBD Director Reader

╰┈➤ includes: string gummy cookie

Chubby S/O

╰┈➤ includes: lilac cookie, raspberry mousse cooki

With a very loving S/O, wants him to be succed in becoming a powerful wizard

╰┈➤ includes: licorice cookie

With a S/O who is like teddy bear, cuddly and sweet, thinks hugs and cuddles are the best thing in the world

╰┈➤ includes: red velvet cookie

Comforting him

╰┈➤ includes: dark choco cookie

With a chubby otaku S/O

╰┈➤ includes: cream unicorn cookie

Flirty S/O

╰┈➤ includes: clotted cream cookie

Reader being the older sibling of Timekeeper and being responsible with the time rifts

╰┈➤ includes: string gummy cookie

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run masterlist #cookie run kingdom masterlist #crk #cookie run sfw #cookie run kingdom sfw #crk masterlist #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run ovenbreak x reader #cookie run ovenbreak sfw #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run ovenbreak masterlist

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sirthisisa-wendys · 3 years ago

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ghost, lukewarm, w/ Mikey or Shinichiro? 👻 (whomever you prefer). i'm good with angst or fluff or whatever!

You Come First: Ghost!Shinichiro Sano x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.3k

tw: major character death

1K Follower Event Masterlist

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"You don't play fair."

The chessboard is full on Shinichiro's side, but you're stuck with a few measly pieces on yours.

"You've already lost," the man mutters, his wide black eyes full of amusement. "Won't give in?"

"And give you the last cookie? I don't think so." The eldest Sano brother laughs, revealing his upper hand: the cookie is already half consumed. You look up at him and pout, crossing your arms before he laughs again, breaking the half into another half.

"Look, one for me, one for you. Since you put up a good fight." You take the other quarter from his hand and munch on the oatmeal raisin treat thoughtfully.

"Thanks, 'Chiro."

"Don't mention it. Really, I wouldn't mention it to anyone you respect."

During the day - and when Shinichiro isn't stuck in his bike shop or playing gang with the Black Dragons - you two work in the garden outside, digging up weeds and planting seasonal flowers.

"It's the way you dig the weed up that makes the difference," he mutters, pulling at one roughly. "If you don't get the root, you'll always have weeds." You wipe your brow as you watch him pull up another weed, the roots coming out completely. "You see?" After giving him a nod, he smiles at you, his black hair ruffling in the wind.

"Do you like pulling up weeds?" you wonder, shoving dirt around the petunias you just planted. "Or are you just showing off your muscles?"

"No, and yes." The admission makes you giggle, but a clod of dirt landing in your hair makes you stop laughing.

"Oh, you want to fight, huh?" Dirt is passed in the air between the two of you, and before you know it, you're both covered with weeds and dirt, like children in the summertime.

_____________________________________________________________

"Maybe you should call in sick," Shinichiro murmurs, holding you against his body as you sway to the music playing from a speaker in the room. "Tell them you won't be in tomorrow."

"My therapist will worry."

"But I need you. Don't I come first anymore?" You raise a brow, and the elder Sano gives you a silly grin. "Don't say it."

"You and the Black Dragons sure do take a lot of time." Shinichiro tilts his head back, letting out a loud groan.

"We've been over this," he says, fingers going beneath your shirt and ticking you mercilessly. "The Black Dragons and you do not compare. You come first. Always." And he tackles you to the floor, fingers roaming over your body and making you giggle in the waning candlelight.

"Then make me your wife and quit playing house with me," you finally manage to choke out. "And buy me a fat diamond."

"Anything you want, my love. Anything you want."

_____________________________________________________________

"Ms. y/n?" You look up at the therapist, her brown eyes assessing your face. "I asked you a question."

"Sorry," you mutter, fiddling with the "B" necklace around your neck. "What did you say?"

"How have you been lately? Met anyone at the hospital that you like?"

"No. Shinichiro hasn't either."

"And where is Mr. Sano, now?"

"At his bike shop," you answer confidently. "He told me to call in today, but I told him that I shouldn't skip these meetings with you."

"Have you ever been to his bike shop?" You shake your head, dropping your hand from the necklace.

"He always leaves without saying anything, so I just assume he's either there or with his friends." The therapist puts down her pen and looks at you, her face becoming grave.

"Ms. Y/n..." You frown, unsure of what she's going to say. "The bike shop has been closed for years. Mr. Sano--"

"We've been over this," you chide, shaking your head. "I told you it exists. Why would Chiro lie to me about that?"

"It did exist." You roll your eyes, then point to your phone.

"I'm going to call them right now." You dial the number to the bike shop by heart, and put the phone on speaker, listening to it ring over and over again. When the line cuts off, you shrug. "Chiro's out with his friends then."

"Then call him."

You try the number you've saved for Shinichiro, but it goes straight to a disconnected line message. "Must've typed it in wrong," you mumble, fiddling with the device. "I'll see him later though. He might have changed his number because..." Should you tell her about the Black Dragons? You decide against it, putting your phone in your pocket.

"Ms. Y/n, what about your activities with the hospital workers? Anything you enjoy doing there?"

"We love gardening," you offer, smiling. "We got in an argument over chess, too."

"Anything you enjoy doing without Mr. Sano?" You think for a little while, then shake your head.

"We do everything together." She writes something down in her book before sighing.

"I'm going to recommend you find something you enjoy doing by yourself, Ms. Y/n. Shinichiro won't always be around to do things with you."

"I know. But we plan on getting engaged soon, so our time together will be even more meaningful." The woman stands, smiling at you thinly.

"And I hope you spend as much time with Shinichiro as you can."

When you leave the room, Mikey meets you in the hallway, his eyes glued to the therapist's face.

"How'd she do?" You tune them out as you take a lollipop from the bowl at the front, stuffing a few cherry-flavored ones in your pocket while they're not looking so you can share them with Shinichiro later. They're your alternative to those disgusting cigarettes he always smells like. When they finish their conversation, Mikey taps your shoulder and waves you along with him.

"Come on, y/n. We're going to see Shinichiro."

Your excitement can't be contained as you ride on the back of Mikey's motorcycle to the bike shop, hair flying in the wind as you imagine what it looks like on the inside.

"Let's stop for some flowers," Mikey mentions, and you pause, but then toss your concern aside, picking out a bouquet that you liked and climbing on the back of his motorcycle once more. You clutch the blooms close to your chest, thinking about Chiro's face when he would see you.

But when Mikey pulls up to the cemetery, your grin drops from your face.

"What are we doing here?" Mikey doesn't answer you, walking past the entrance silently. You catch up to him, feeling a little worried. "Mikey, aren't we supposed to be going to see Shinichiro?"

"We are," he mutters; face grim. When you arrive at the Sano family grave, you look around for the black-haired Sano, but you don't see him at all.

"Where is he?" Mikey points to the sotōba behind the stone grave, and one bearing the elder Sano's name is standing there, visible for all visitors. He takes the flowers from your hands and lays them on the grave, then backs up. "Wait..." You stare at the sotōba in confusion, but Mikey speaks up behind you.

"Y/n, you have to let Shinichiro go. It's been so long..."

"Wait." Your eyes sting with fresh tears. "Wait, Mikey..."

"It's time to end this."

And then the memories come flooding back in, crashing over you and making your knees buckle. You steady yourself on the ground, shoulders shaking as you come to terms with reality.

"Shinichiro!" Tears leak from your eyes and drop to the pavement, just like the day he died. You can't stop crying. Not even as Mikey pulls you up from your prostration and puts you on the back of his bike. Not even when the nurses help you back to your room and turn the lights out. Not even when the evening turns into the night, and the night turns into the morning.

"Don't listen to them," Shinichiro whispers as the sun comes up, rubbing your back. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving you behind. You come first, remember?"

#tokyo revengers shinichiro #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #shinichiro sano #shinichiro x reader

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