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st4r-th0ughts · 2 months ago

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I’m breaking down, I’m sorry.

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(platonic) corrupted? Ancient GN! reader cookie x Ancient Heros

Clotted cream Cookie x reader (+implied very very slight one sided Ancients x reader)

BAKENOHANA (NAKISO) ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 0:31

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tw/cw: Reader’s a bit of an asshole so be warned, thier also a flirty one. The Beast Cookie is my own OC (personally I don’t want to just refer to them as beast, they and whatnot bc it would be confusing) and some of the cookies in flashbacks are as well. Reader also has anger issues and probably an identity crisis so yay, written before Beast Yeast Ep.8

note(s): not proofread! this takes place in a slightly altered version of the crk timeline. Golden Cheese is present during the Cookie Odessey story, and the request of Reader’s strength is during Cookie Odessey right after Day 4, instead of Golden Cheese’s kingdom being located after the whole Cookie Odessey instead. This doesn’t affect any lore much tbh

special thanks: this entire fic was kickstarted by @brittle-doughie based on thier Virtue of Compassion! Reader. While the story is completely different, your fics are the ones that gave me the motivation to write this.

summary: O Light of Gaiety, tell me so, how do I let go of the sorrows of the future?

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gaiety, /ˈɡeɪ.ə.t̬i/ happiness and excitement.

sorrow, /sor·row/ deep distress, sadness, or regret especially for the loss of someone or something loved

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A gasp escapes you as you stare ahead of you, your soul jam glowing brighter in your scarf accessory, your hand moving close to grip it unconsciously, looking around at the walls, as if they were melting by the second and closing in on your form.

“This again? I’ve been seeing these halls for the last few nights.”

You murmur quietly, your throat feeling dry as you stare at the overwhelming melancholic feeling of the stale air around you, the environment making you feel dulled and sorrowful by the minute.

This wasn’t the first time you’ve come across the place. Ever since you helped Pure Vanilla regain his soul after being corrupted by the Beast of Lies and Deception’s powers, you’ve been having similarly resounding nightmares he’d described in one of your late night talks.

Only this time, there was no one here. And the loneliness of the silence was making you go nuts. You place a hesitant foot forward, and immediately, the abyss shifts to form a hallway. Cracked, paint peeling from its thin, greyed wafer walls, the icing that held the place together slowly melting into puddles, the sounds of soft, despaired whispers echoing through your mind.

You slowly walk through the hallways, and you stop at a turn, and gazing down it, showed you a collection of mirrors, and curiously prompted you to turn and walk down there instead, almost as if you were supposed to.

The reflections were not of you, but of your memories. Cheerful. Happy. Just like your Virtue. Despite the overwhelming feeling of sorrow enveloping you like a cold hug, a smile forms on your face as your hands fondly press against the glass.

The first memory you could set your eyes upon was your ascension as your kingdom’s ruler. You had pledged your oath, swearing that all cookies who inhabited the land of Gaiety and Joy, would be the most joyful, well taken care of cookies in EarthBread. Kneeling down, you had felt the crown settling neatly on your head, fitting perfectly.

Your friends were proud as ever. Pure Vanilla and White Lily were smiling tenderly in joy at your coronation, Dark Cacao, stern as ever, had the slightest hint of whatever he could call a smile on his face. Hollyberry was hosting the widest grin you think a cookie could make, and Golden Cheese was the first to give you a proud speech of you sharing your riches with her, though it was with sheer fondness and no malice.

The next frame housing a mirror was your regaining of your souljam. After the Dark Flour War, your efforts to try and hold your friends together failed, and in a fit of rage at feeling inadequate, and the despair that as the Virtue of Gaiety, you failed to keep your friend’s spirits up and keep them together in dark times, you smashed your souljam into fragments, leaving them to be scattered by the harsh winds of the Sugar Powder Desert as your heart and Virtue chilled to the core.

You ruled your kingdom with the same grace you had before, smiling during public walks and appearances. But within your walls, where only your soldiers and confidants remained, your heart was as cold as stone, mind as scrambled as cookie crumbs on a battle field. Gingerbrave and his friends entered your kingdom to try and speak to you, convince you to return to the Ancient Cookies’ sides to fight Dark Enchantress Cookie, and they’d brought to you your souljam fragments. The sight of it had made you snap, recalling all those terrible memories you had tried so hard to repress, and you’d taken the souljam and smashed it again, sending the group out of the palace with threats of imprisonment and execution.

It was only after Dark Cacao, Golden Cheese’s and Hollyberry forcefully pushed past your guards and Pure Vanilla had pleaded with you to listen to them, to your life old friends. They made you face them head on, even if your weapons did clash in your fury, even as you accused them of turning their backs onto you even as you tried to help them, and on their own citizens. Your soul jam had called out to you, just as gentle and as joyful as it was when you destroyed it.

“Reader Cookie, come. It is time… you open your heart, to your loyal subjects, to your friends. To become the kind, gentle ruler you once were.”

You remember the overwhelming guilt that swallowed you whole at once as the Light of Gaiety spoke to you, hearing your voice in its gentle and tender state that you hadn’t used in centuries made you stumble as you held the cracked gem in your hands, and you recall Pure Vanilla and Golden Cheese’s hands holding you upright as Hollyberry and Dark Cacao stood in front of you to offer support if needed.

“O Light of Gaiety, forgive me. I have made… so many grave errors in my pain and grief. I am not worthy of being one of the Ancient Heroes.”

You had murmured softly, cradling the gem in your hands as the cracks slowly started to heal, and you witness through the mirror at how the Ancients, the cookies you called your closest friends, had such heartbroken expressions on their faces. It made your heart ache as well, though it had been a few months since that event as a quiet sigh left your lips.

“For years, pain has ebbed away at your joy, wearing and chipping you down into a cold and closed off cookie whose hurt is unable to be shared with anyone.”

“Your pain will not go away even if you accept me into your life again, Reader Cookie. But you should trust in the cookies around you. To help you regain your values and virtues of Gaiety, to be the cookie your subjects, your friends, need again.”

The image fades from the mirror as it cracks, your hand jerking away as you sigh quietly. On your scarf’s ribbon, your souljam starts to shake, your eyes darting as you come face to face with another mirror, its corners cracked and some shards even missing, compared to the other pristine and intact mirror that had housed the last two memories.

The imaging was grim. It was the time of when you felt your friends were slowly becoming distant. Shells of the strong, powerful warriors you once knew. In the mirror, it simply reflected your form, hunched over and weeping softly as your souljam laid dark in front of you.

Voices of your friends filled your mind, words not of care and kindness, but of spite and malice you knew they could never direct towards any cookie, much less to you, and you recoil as the glass breaks, your mirror self’s cries echoing faintly throughout the warped hallways.

The weeps slowly ebb away as you realize it was no longer your sobs, but it was of another cookie. Soft, grief filled sobs that would have filled a normal cookie with so much despair and sorrow they could have burst into tears on the spot, unable to move. But you weren’t ordinary. At least, not anymore.

So your step into the room where you could locate the weeping, and your heart stops for a beat. A hunched figure, exactly how you saw yourself in that mirror, crying into their palms as they face away from your form, their front facing the window that cast a dim light over them.

Your souljam starts to shake uncontrollably, and you hold it down with a firm hand as you stepped cautiously to the cookie, their head turning abruptly to face you as tears streaked their sorrowful face, and you jump back.

“Oh Reader Cookie… my last missing piece of my sorrowful soul…”

The mysterious cookie reached out, standing up as their hands reach out to you, stopping as you stepped back, and they tilt their head, a curious but sad look in their eyes.

“You… you seem… familiar. Like we’ve met before.”

You uttered softly, in both subtle awe and disbelief, and the cookie’s voice is soft and grief filled as they reach for your soul jam, which you held firmly as it trembled violently, trying to break free.

“Of course we’ve met before. You… Reader Cookie, are my Virtue.”

Your eyebrow raises in confusion as your ever so faint awed smile disappearing as the cookie stepped towards you, their hands finding your face, feeling you, as if you were their greatest masterpiece.

“Your… Virtue? I don’t understand…”

Your eyes widened in realization. As your eyes meet the mysterious cookie’s, a gasp erupted from your throat as their pale, cream colored eyes gaze sadly into yours.

After the events of Pure Vanilla’s corruption, you had buried yourself in books dedicated to the Beast Cookies, determined to know as much as you could about them to make sure your friends didn’t suffer further tragedies. Nights spent combing through books, skipping meals and locking yourself in your personal study.

Sleepless nights led you to a book that described a cookie from the ones graced with the power of the souljam. That sixth cookie blessed with divine power was the Virtue of Feeling, and was the only one to not be corrupted like the rest of the Beast Cookies, but instead, disappeared off the face of EarthBread after witnessing their friends be corrupted and sealed away.

Dawn Extract Cookie. The cookie described to possess the sweetest and glossiest cream colored eyes in all of EarthBread. One look into them made the cookie feel the emotions of them, whether negative or positive. It was said Dawn Extract Cookie’s souljam had splintered into many pieces as opposed to their beast cookies’ souljams being split into two.

“Of all my souljam fragments, you are the only one that manifested a physical form without my input, and the only that could astray from that fragment without much repercussions.”

Dawn Extract murmured softly, their hands finding your face as they slowly felt every faint crack from battle, every small wrinkle from your joyous smiles, and their hand pulls away as they step back. You finally caught a glimpse of their soul jam. It was identical to yours, but its cracks were visible, it looked like someone had badly glued them together. And its middle was missing.

“No. No. No, this can’t be-”

You stutter as your hand runs through your hair, staring down at the mirror that had appeared at your feet, watching the ripples of the glass contort as your features distort into swirls.

“I have- I have parents! Siblings, i grew up from a freshly baked doughball into a cookie! How could i- be your souljam?”

Your voice trails off into silence, and since entering this nightmare, you feel the sorrow that has been weighing you down start to chip away at your spirit.

“My souljam has given you false memories to pacify the need for knowing your past, your origin. You are my souljam. You are the last of my Virtue.”

Dawn Extract Cookie’s voice is soft, it would be comforting if it was not for the fact that your life as you knew it, as you thought you knew it, was completely shattered.

“Give in to your heart’s sorrow. Give in and allow your grief to become one with mine. You feel guilt. You feel sadness. Let them consume you.”

The Beast murmured, tears trickling slowly down their face in translucent, thin streaks, making them look almost comforting as their hand reached for you, the aura of despair growing stronger.

You snap out of your sorry state. You wouldn’t. You won’t give in. You didn’t fight for your kingdom, against Dark Enchantress Cookie, cry and scream as your friends walked away from you one by one, allowed them to come back into your life, and took back the Light of Gaiety that you’d shattered into pieces.

“No. I am Reader Cookie. I am the Virtue of Gaiety, and my desire to see cookies smile across EarthBread.”

You can’t tell if your affirming yourself, or if your trying to push back against Dawn Extract’s calm words, stepping back as they stepped closer to you, though their steps were slow and calculated, they were not menacing.

“Resisting is futile, Reader. You may hold the Light of Gaiety in your hands, but you are a part of my own powers. You hold Sorrow in your heart, and it will eventually consume you as it did me.”

Dawn Extract’s voice echoed in your mind, ringing in your ears as you recoiled violently, the Beast’s form towering over your crouched figure as you winced as their cold hands gripped your chin, forcing you to gaze into their grief consumed eyes, chilling you to the core.

“Witness, how your Sorrow will consume. Witness how your friends will all perish and become just as twisted as the Beasts whom I called friends.”

You feel yourself fall backwards as visions flash through your mind, and your heart sinks into your chest, your souljam falling into Dawn Extract’s hand as it slowly retracted into the final piece in the Beast’s own gem, your hands reaching blindly as you screamed for your soul jam to return, to not leave like your friends once did.

Hollyberry was first to fall. You watched as her Passion start to slowly waver and finally break, her strong love for her kingdom, her friends, her family, crumbled entirely, and she became indifferent to them, indifferent to the suffering she started to cause.

Dark Cacao fell next. His Resolution was strong and took longer than Hollyberry’s Passion to fade out, but eventually, his determination to keep his kingdom safe, his unwavering care for his subjects, became half hearted, second guessing and delaying both his advisor’s and his decisions, and his kingdom soon crumbled.

Golden Cheese’s Greed soon became corrupted, her need for gold, riches, land and resources making the loyalty and care for her subjects and friends she had placed above all treasures become nothing, meaningless to the Golden Sovereign as they had no monetary value.

White Lily’s Virtue of Freedom soon became a value akin to her dark counterpart, the wretched Dark Enchantress Cookie, but perhaps even worse. She ended up capturing the Faerie Kingdom who once saw her as a hero, under the guise and illusion she was keeping them ‘safe’, and when they rebelled and eventually perished at her hand, she sought to do the same for the rest of Crispia.

Pure Vanilla stood strongest, though his heart broke completely at watching all his friends save for you turn to the dark side, and in his heroic stricken heart, he immersed himself in a world of lies, where none of the bad things that had befallen upon all of you ever took place. His deceitful world, however, ended with corrupted whatever remained untainted of Crispia, causing the whole world to fall and be destroyed in chaos.

You hit solid ground, but you made no move to get up, slowly getting into a half kneel position, tears streaming gently down your face in thin rivulets as the visions plague your mind. You feel your heart slowly breaking, as you desperately tried to deny it.

“No… no… they.. they would never…”

Dawn Extract slowly stepped in front of you, their footsteps light as they came to a halt, and you could hear the sorrow, the pity and sympathy in thier voice as you feel your tears stream faster, their cold hands wiping them away from you in a masked attempt at comfort.

“But they will. It is inevitable. Your friend, White Lily Cookie, has fallen once, though not to her souljam.”

The Beast bends down in front of you, thier glossy cream eyes gazing into your deeply as you feel your heart slowly be wretched further into the depths of inexplicable sadness, your determination that was oh so strong, crumbling further by the second.

“Who is to say your other friends won’t be next? You saw it with your own eyes.

You tried so hard to deny that reality. But this Beast was one who had witnessed thier own friends be corrupted and turn into amalgamations of monstrous, almost demonic beings. This… this was your fate as well. To see all the cookies you loved with your heart be crumbled and destroyed.

“I… what was the point of fighting at all? If we… if we were all simply going to become just as corrupted as the Beasts we battle against?”

You mutter softly, your knees making contact with the ground as you quietly weep into your hands, the tears blurring your vision as you feel your form be swallowed by the darkness of the abyss of despair.

“Is this… how sorrow feels like?”

You whisper to yourself as the coldness of the dark consumes you into its depths, your vision fading to black as you mindlessly reach your hand out to the light that was fading faster by the second, your tears never ending as the abyss embraces you.

—— (Pure Vanilla POV Centric)

Pure Vanilla quickly strode through the hallways of the winding and curling hallways of an unfamiliar place that his souljam was guiding him and his friends through. He’d woken up from a sweet dream where he could fantasize about a world and life where him and his friends never experienced the tragedies and hardships that befell them.

His friends strode quickly behind in equal speed, the Consul of the Creme Republic having the most worried air surrounding him, despite the plainly calm though slightly stressed out expression on Clotted Cream Cookie’s face.

The Ancients have each other glances as he pulled on his sleeve slightly every so often as he gazed around the twisting hallways. They didn’t blame Clotted Cream. After all, he and you, despite the short amount of time you had known each other, had gathered some sweet affection.

It was a rather heartwarming thing to see, honestly. After seeing you break down in their arms after seething at them, regain back your souljam, helping you recover from years of isolation despite being in a kingdom that was built and thriving on your endless love and grace, despite being surrounded by citizen cookies who adored you with all thier hearts.

Pure Vanilla sighed softly as he tapped his staff on the uneven mirrored floors gently, his closed eyes fixating upon a large, ornate mirror with gold plated markings, his Light Of Truth shining and wavering more rapidly than before, and he felt his friend’s soul jams doing the exact same.

The group gathered in the front of the mirror, watching the milky glass swirl before them as their reflection faded and out came the memory that, save for White Lily Cookie and Clotted Cream Cookie, could recognize almost immediately. The day Gingerbrave had came to the other four Ancients in a despaired state, saying that you had smashed your souljam into pieces and sent it to be thrown into the fireplace.

You were pacing around the throne room, muttering angrily to yourself as you gave the Ancients a harsh glare, silencing any words they had tried to get out, your footsteps quick and rapid, your eyes almost staring through them.

“So, you all- come back to your senses only now? Only after decades, only after I establish a beautiful kingdom, where cookies are prospering, running on the streets, and have the best military and political party at my side, you want me to risk it all for a war you don’t even know you can win?!”

You slam your fist into a wall, your generals flinching back at your fury, your closest advisors slowly making their way to your side to calm you down, though you push their hands away with as much controlled rage to get your point across.

“Reader Cookie, you may not like what I’m going to say…”

HollyBerry’s voice rings out, her voice muffled through the mirror’s reflection, White Lily and Clotted Cream’s faces the only ones visibly surprised as the other four winced slightly as they recalled you, the Virtue of Gaiety, loose their temper so quickly.

“…but we are all just as responsible for Dark Enchantress Cookie’s return to EarthBread! After the Dark Flour War, we had done nothing to prevent her return!”

Your form stops in the mirror, and only then, did they all manage to get a vision of your face. Your once graceful and kind face contorted in pure bitter fury and rage as your voice chuckled bitterly.

“We? WE?! We are responsible? Tell me, my DEAR friends, who was the one who tried to keep our crumbling friendship together, and it was STILL futile?! ME! It was only ME, who tried!”

Your voice was shaking, filled with so much hate, rage and sorrow that your advisors themselves stepped back entirely, as you storm towards the Ancients who were standing at the base of your throne steps, gazing at your enraged form with shock.

“You do not- get to lump me with your- your foolish mistakes, when I did everything, EVERYTHING in my power, to keep us together! As friends!”

Your gaze, so piercing, and so fierce that even through the mirror’s glossy reflection, the cookies surrounding them shudder slightly at how your eyes, blazing with fury, if looks could kill, they would drop crumbling two times over.

“Hollyberry cookie, you- left your kingdom, abandoned your Light of Passion, all for exploration, abandoning your kingdom, leaving them vulnerable to attacks, and allowed a dragon- of all things! To take over your kingdom you were once so proud of.”

“Dark Cacao, you allowed yourself to become a- a useless king! You left tribes to fend for themselves, to rely solely on themselves against the terrifying monsters of the kingdom! All for a wall that crumbled the moment the threat you worked oh so hard to keep at bay rose up!”

“Golden Cheese Cookie, you decided instead of accepting your losses, and trying to find your still living subjects, you let yourself be lost in a world of digital bliss where your citizens were stopped in time, suffering the loss of the outside life, of being able to grow. Is that the Golden Sovereign’s Greed?”

“And Pure Vanilla Cookie. Had you not decided to be a- coward, and simply faced your fears head on, we would not be in this situation. And you are all here, asking me to give up all I have left for a war? You don’t even the decent to bring White Lily with you to change my mind. See yourselves out.”

The words were sneered, jeering, almost, as if the very intent was not to make them see the errors of their ways, but to hurt them as much as possible, and make their heart twist and clench in their dough. Even as the imaging fades from the mirror and the soul jams glow, subtly prompting them to move forward, the silence hung over them like a heavy cloud.

It had been a few months since that whole fiasco occurred. Even though, the four eventually did get you to join their side, the tension was still palpable. You refused HollyBerry’s invitations for drinks, avoided Dark Cacao and Golden Cheese’s attempts at talks and discussion like the plague, and Pure Vanilla’s effort were just as fruitless even as he knocked on your door during your stay in the Vanilla Kingdom. During meetings, you barely gave your input, only making the effort to speak and let your old self shine through most when flirting relentlessly with the Consul, much to your old friends’ chagrin. Meals was without your presence, and from what they could gather, you’d only eaten after everyone had been cleared of the hall.

White Lily was no different, even after you had met and reunited in the Faerie Kingdom, you were distant. Barely spoke a word to White Lily or Pure Vanilla, even words exchanged between Gingerbrave and his friends were short and rather cold. They understood, it was evident that while guilt plagued your heart, anger and the feeling of betrayal ran just as deep. Shadow Milk even poked fun at your obvious resentment and behavior, which only served for your negativity to fester deeper.

It was evident your icy exterior was starting to melt away, as Pure Vanilla recalled quietly to himself about his own corruption into the Truthless Recluse, how you had used your own dough as a shield between Gingerbrave, Strawberry and Wizard Cookie, your body cracking as you tried to reach through the Virtue of Truth’s heart to locate the cookie you knew was the kindest out of all of you.

Pure Vanilla had almost broke down after coming back to his senses, seeing how he’d failed to protect his friend again, apologizing repeatedly as he healed your broken wounds, and you’d simply smiled and patted his back reassuringly. The same smile the ruler of the Vanilla Kingdom remembered all so well when he first met you, during better times.

He wonders whether those times will ever come back. Whether the times when the group would get together around a campfire, laughing and smiling, before the burden of being a leader, before the burden of having the purest powers in the whole of EarthBread was entrusted upon you all. Your smile, he was sure, brought just a bit more joy to the Ancient’s faces.

He is snapped out of his thoughts as they come across another mirror, the surface rippling and wobbling as a low hum emitted from it when they tried to move closer to it, prompting the group to step back. The milky white surface cleared, showing you hunched over in your chamber rooms of your castle, they presumed, soft sobs wracking your form in the mirror.

“I- oh Witches, what have I done?”

Your cracked voice echoed in their ears, broken and defeated, and Pure Vanilla immediately recognized the regal clothes you wore, it was the same day that you had torn them apart, ripped their esteem and hope to shreds and thrown them out without a second thought that day.

“I feel so much… anger. I thought I would feel liberated, I felt all my hate drive me to say such terrible things…”

“But I feel empty.”

The imaging fades as the mirror cracks, perhaps to keep your dignity before it is completely wrecked, or a twisted game by the Beast that resides here to infiltrate the cookies’ hearts with sorrow. The only sound that the hallways echoed around them was the subtle weeping that made their hearts fill with an odd melancholy.

fin.

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lohotine · 10 months ago

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I can't sleep so have this

Multiple x Reader

Synopsis: what they do when you can't sleep

Warnings: Not proof read

"What are you even still doing up?" They'd ask, sleepily rubbing their eyes.

"Can't sleep," You'd respond.

They had a semi annoyed look on their face before sighing.

"You're not even trying." They lay back down beside you, wrapping their arms around your waist and resting their head on your shoulder.

"I am..." you said.

"No you're not. Your eyes aren't even closed." They lazily trace the features on your face with their finger before giving you a quick peck on the cheek.

"Now close your eyes, dummy."

RANPO EDOGAWA, CHUUYA NAKAHARA, Muichiro, Sampo Koski, Aventurine, HEIZOU, Lyney, TIGHNARI, Cyno, WANDERER, KEQING, Prune Juice, Pitaya Dragon, Longan Dragon

"Hm? Are you still awake? At this hour?" Their expression shifts into one of worry.

"Oh I just can't fall asleep. That's all.." you say in an attempt to shake their concern.

"No no no, that simply won't do." They get up from the bed and start walking towards the door.

"Where are you going-?" You lean up on the bed.

"Don't worry about it too much. I'll be right back." They give you a soft smile that you can barely see in the dark before exiting the room.

It doesn't take long before they come back with a cup of freshly made tea.

They take a seat on the bed next to you and hand you the cup.

"Now... is there anything else you need? I can pick out a good story to read... or maybe youd prefer somthing else?"

ATSUSHI, Tanjiro, AYATO, Ayaka, Kazuha, KAVEH, Lynette, NEUVILLETTE, Sunday, Robin, Misha, Jing Yuan, Fu Xuan, Lingyang, Yangyang, Pastel Meringue, PURE VANILLA, Affogato, Clotted Cream, Red Velvet

"You're still up?" They ask, entering the room.

"Clearly you are as well..."

They cross their arms and lean against the door frame. "I am, but at least I'm actually doing something. What are you doing, staring at the ceiling?"

Your expression shifts into one of annoyance "What else am I supposed to do?"

They sigh before getting onto the bed and laying down on your lap.

"If you're going to pull an all-nighter, you might as well do it with me."

Dazai Osamu, Yanqing, XINGQUI, Sethos, Venti, Hu Tao, Furina de Fontaine, Shadow Milk, Royal Margarine, Licorice

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honey-milk-depresso · 1 year ago

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dating HCs for Clotted Cream and Stardust Cookie?

CRK Dating HCS with Clotted Cream and Stardust!

Clotted Cream Cookie

He’s a sucker for classy, candlelit dinner dates, so he would definitely do that with you.

He’d probably sneak the two of you out of the convocation building to the garden outside, to the place he usually goes to have time for himself.

Clotted Cream hopes you like it, he consulted with Financier to set up a nice spot with crisp white tablecloth with gold linen and fancy blue cushioned chairs to keep you comfy there. The waterfalls that forms streams of burbles as it travels along its bed, bubbling over rocks and branches behind you, the cream white pillars standing in peaceful silence and blue birds that fly around and watch the two of you on your date as the warm candles around you create the romantic atmosphere that he wants to create.

Of course being the gentleman he is, he pulls your chair for you and lets you sit down first with that charming and charismatic smile of his. His heart however is thumping so fast out of anxiety. He knows he’s got nothing to fear, but he just doesn’t want to screw up anything.

The date is quiet and peaceful, with playful banter between you two, Clotted Cream sliding a little flirty and respectful compliment here and there as the two of you laugh gently and quietly into the night, his hand on top of yours.

Top quality food is what you deserve! Clotted Cream prepared a wide variety of food for you both: with a high tea set, served on fancy plates and made by the top chefs of the Creme Republic. It’s only natural, after all.

Clotted Cream can’t help but smile warmly (or like a lovestruck idiot-) as you laughed at his joke quietly and sweetly with that beautiful smile of yours, the candles illuminating your presence in a warm glow like the angelic being you are to him. <3

Stardust Cookie

He planned a date with you across the cosmos, no surprise, but with a twist.

Stardust wanted to impress you (or at least show that he’s trying his best here) and took time to learn about Earthbread-bound concepts into the date, to make it more ✨romantic✨.

Obviously, it’s his first time even having any sort of outing with one cookie, and you’re just so important to him he’s nervous maybe he’ll flunk it. He’s foreign to this concepts and he’s scared but he wants to show he loves you dearly.

With the help of Milky Way, Space Doughnut, Gingerbrave and Friends, Stardust managed to put together a picnic for you outer space on a planet he used to find solitude in, but now he has someone to be with him and that somebody is you. He’s pretty much only got Earthbread snacks (and stuff Space Doughnut likes) and was pretty nervous whether you’ll judge him for his choices, or that they are even good in the first place. Of course, you reassure him that you’re having a wonderful time, it’s true! As the two of you enjoy the cosmos from your view, leaning your head on his shoulder and in a warm embrace.

Alternatively, it’s another candlelit dinner date but in Milky Way’s Express Train! She decided to go off duty for the day, just for you two! Stardust is immensely grateful for her help, and she and Space Doughnut acts as his two wingmen for the whole date as caterer and also the driver, Milky Way we still need you to operate this train-

Space Doughnut serves you every Earthbread food Gingerbrave and friends recommend, and just for you two they resist eating any of them although you two definitely gave them some food to share which they were happy about.

You and Spacedust look out to the window, the moving train showing breathtaking landscapes of the cosmos, galaxies swirling with such sparkle and glamour as he holds your hand in his. He briefly turns back to you, seeing you face the window with a peaceful smile before you turned to face him when you felt him staring and smiled back at him sweetly. His heart melts as he smiled back. <3

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speed-world · 10 months ago

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Can I request clotted cream x cuddly y/n...I think it would be cute! Just someone for him to hold after dealing with the council!

The Consul’s Saving Grace (Clotted Cream Cookie x Cuddly! Y/N)

Another day, another arduous Council meeting to trudge through for Clotted Cream Cookie. Sure, he may be smiling the whole time and on his way back to his chambers, but he’s only keeping appearances as far as his duties call him to. He’s this close to cutting his losses and stop attending the meetings altogether, no matter what the Elders say, but then there’s you…

Sigh “I’m honestly not sure what I’d do without you, Y/N. My face would probably be stuck with that fake stupid smile, but I’m so glad you’re always here to truly make my day~!”

Every time he comes back to his chambers, you’re there waiting for him with open arms.

Sometimes you’re just waiting on his bed for him to fall into your embrace and rest, other times you scoop him up as soon as he enters and carry him to his bed so you can cuddle him more.

No matter which you do, you’re so soft and always at the right temperature he needs so that he can relax his mind. Just one arm around his waist and he’ll be in peace.

He much rather prefers both of your arms around him, it makes things more intimate and comfortable, which is what he needs after dreaded meetings.

As far as cuddling in public goes, they’re uncommon but not impossible to get.

With his image as Consul, and with the Elders and his father breathing down his neck every move, most of the time you can only nudge close to him or wrap one arm around his shoulders.

There are occasions in public where he’ll just fall into your lap and you’ll play with his hair, caress his face and hands, and he will not care who sees.

You’re the only one who can comfort him like this, and as Consul why should anyone have an issue with it? That’s how he treats it at least.

At the end of the day, he’s very grateful for you to be there for him. There’s nothing else that can bring him down whenever he’s with you

#cookie run kingdom x reader #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #cr kingdom #clotted cream cookie #clotted cream crk #clotted cream cookie x reader #clotted cream x reader

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desiredcaramellatte · 1 year ago

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Do you think you could do some crk self aware au stuff?? The tag is painfully dead.. if not feel free to delete lmfao

That aside, during Cookie Odyssey, I was **convinced** that soulstones we're going to come into play somehow, it was like my major theory during ch.2, and nobody could convince me otherwise but it never happened. Giving the soulstones an in lore explanation would've been fricking awesome imo..

Can we get some HCs of the player (or their in game kingdom) basically having a monopoly on soulstones while the cookies are left scratching their heads as to not only how they work, but also how the reader got what is technically a part of their souls.

Write for anyone really, idm that much. I generally like the Creme Republic though-- whether reader is still behind the screen or knows the cookies are self aware is up to you really.

That would be very cool if they actually had a lore explanation :0 I thought the soul jams were soul stones first time I heard about them tbh, they just linked together in my mind, also reader is so real for trading monies for souls

I have never written self aware before so apologies if it sucks-

Anyways enough of my ranting, hcs yes

Self aware cookies & reader

(Who has a soul stone monopoly)

Gingerbrave & friends

Gingerbrave is one of the least confused cookies regarding this, to be honest. Mainly because he doesn't really care enough/doesn't notice to really question it. You gather these little trinkets that make him stronger! Cudos to you from this boy.

Wizard, on the other hand, is confused as hell of this process. Where do these stones come from? Are they truly linked to the Cookie's souls? Does that mean that they are not fully themself and/or complete until they are fully leveled, even if they only materialize with twenty of them?

Wizard just wants to know. He has asked you multiple times over, getting confused by your answers and delving in deeper whenever he can. Exactly WHERE do they come from? He's obsessed with finding out by this point.

Strawberry really doesn't mind. She's a little confused where they come from, but, like Gingerbrave, she doesn't question it too much. She does like to occasionally made theories, but she doesn't really like to share them.

If you're good friends with her she may share some of her theories with you, but none of the wild ones, and only if you ask.

Clotted Cream

WHOLE ASS ENGROSSED. He wants to know everything about the soulstones. Where do they come from? How would one even 'farm' these and how does farming a soul even work?

More specifically, he is trying to find a connection between soulstones and souljam. They do almost the same thing and have very similar names- they're both linked to the soul, and make cookies stronger.

He has spent many restless nights awake thinking about this.

Much like Wizard in that he's harassing you for answers, but he does asks questions more subtly.

Clotted Cream has flipped a few tables (with occasional assistance from Financier) before, mainly when he gets annoyed enough at not having a verifiable answer to this.

Financier

It is what it is. She accepts this. She's got dragged into the theorizing by Clotted Cream.

Chilling, mainly. She doesn't really mind not care. Likely to thank you for doing your best to collect them and to make everyone, including her, stronger.

Black Raisin

Intrigued by the sparkliness of most of these soulstones. Much like a crow, she is attracted to shiny objects. Her crow friends are too.

Black Raisin has a small hoard of soulstones that she's occasionally found, of all different sorts of cookies. The sparkler the soulstone, the likelier she and/or her crows are to snatch and hoard. If the soulstone is just a pretty rock then she'll also hoard those too.

If you really need a soulstone she will likely give one to you. How often and/or how many depends on her connection to you.

She's farming them with you by this point.

Oyster

Yoinks you.

She wants to have conversations about this. She wants to know what they are and where they come from. She will offer you tea and scones while the two of you converse.

When she first found out that her stones are Super Epic, she was very proud of herself.

Probably sends you back with some every time you come visit her.

Captain Caviar

Doesn't believe they exist. They're just rocks. Nothing more.

He will stand by his claim to the death. This WILL be the hill he died on. Captain Caviar does not believe soulstones exist.

Probably has made some propaganda about soulstones being fake. Socks, hats, jackets, you name it, he's likely made it with the words "Soulstones do not exist, numbskull" in big letter on it. Except shirts.

Pure Vanilla

Very much like Oyster. Will likely join in on your conversation time and/or will invite the two of you over for his homemade tea and treats!

Most likely to understand how Soulstones work due to him wielding Souljam, which is the most similar thing to them. Also the fact he has lived for a long time and has gathered many knowledge on the subject.

Probably has a book on the subject somewhere.

He likes to sit and watch the Ferris Wheel Landmark rotate. He likes the motion.

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astral-cookiery · 10 months ago

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Can I get some hcs where clotted cream is with a reader who is autistic and is just...the embodiment of an emotional support teddy bear via them always up for a hug?

A/N: I wasn't too sure how to portray autism, but I hope I did it well enough?

Clotted Cream Cookie x Autistic! Reader

All the facts considered, the man has an incredibly stressful job, especially when he's dealing with the Ancients, or the Council, or the general public... everyone, really. Presenting a confident and assembled persona all the time is incredibly taxing on the mind and body.

That said, having you by his side became an essential part of his day, so you get to hang out in his office whenever he isn't in a meeting. You have to occasionally leave when someone comes in to talk business, but he invites you right back in as soon as his guest leaves.

I can imagine him just sighing and opening his arms as soon as you re-enter the room, an open invitation that you'll happily accept. You can feel the way he practically melts against his chair every time you enter his embrace.

He hugs you for a long time and often, especially if he was speaking to his father beforehand.

He's tenser after those types of interactions, but the reassurance that the world could go on that your presence brought was enough to keep him from becoming too frayed.

You're a lot like a body guard, and as his partner have the special privilege of being able to go almost anywhere he does, but there are occasionally trips (such as going to meet the Ancients for the first time) that he deemed a little too important or risky to bring you along with him, not wanting to unintentionally overwhelm or stress you out in the often tense and hostile environments he can find himself in.

When he comes back to the Republic after those types of trips, it's less of a hug and more like he wraps you in his arms and crashes on his bed from the emotional wear of his trip. Hopefully, you don't mind staying with him for a nap, regardless of the time of day.

#clotted cream x reader #clotted cream cookie x reader #crk #cookie run kingdom #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #crk headcanons #Okie... I'm going to bed now... it's almost 1 am...#silly me...#◞◦ ☆ -➛ Posts: Writings #◞◦ ☆ -➛ Posts: Headcanons #clotted cream cookie

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flyme2damoon · 24 days ago

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i know this is for strawberry crepe, but..... ☺..

he is WHIPPED!! (ft. baker [name] cookie)

#crk #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #clotted cream cookie #crk x reader #x reader #☺🤍#clotted cream cookie x reader #crk x you

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yanderecookierunkingdom · 1 year ago

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Seal anon here and I got a silly idea....got so many cookies I Simp for and can't help but wonder what a whole bunch of em would be like for this type of y/n buuut I'll try to limit myself and give it to you in seprate batches...don't want to drown you in too many at once lol!

Affogato, clotted cream, red velvet, dark choco, royal margarine...

With...drum roll please...

A clumsy y/n! Like someone who randomly trips and then gets up like nothing happens and stuff like that lol!

He finds you being clumsy quite adorable! It just serves to show him that you won't really be capable of betraying him.

He does lightly tease you, but never anything too serious. He may be a villain, but he doesn't want to make you upset.

Sometimes catches you if you ever trip. He just chuckles when you get embarrassed.

He probably catches you a lot, or those little appendages catch you as well.

He's probably contemplated putting you in that light cage once or twice so that you won't get hurt anymore.

Sometimes flirts with you whenever you trip and he catches you. Mostly small, corny things.

More than likely, he has his cake hounds trial you so that they can help you not be too clumsy if he's not around. Of course, this results in you sometimes tripping over them..

He hovers over you a lot, considering where he resides. One wrong trip could have you tumbling over the edge.

You give him.. so many heart attacks. You're lucky he loves you.

He's probably a bit clumsy like you, regarding his poor eyesight, but not as clumsy. But he does have some solidarity.

He probably holds your hand a lot. To make sure you don't lose your balance.

He never teases you but will make jokes about how two clumsy Cookies fell into each other's arms.

#crk x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #affogato cookie x reader #clotted cream cookie x reader #red velvet cookie x reader #dark choco cookie x reader #cosmos constellations #cosmos stars #star: seal anon

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peach-top · 3 months ago

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Can you do platonic Clotted Cream Cookie with a brother reader who ran away from home?

The reason why brother reader ran away because he wanted to become a illusion magic teacher

brother reader has illusion magic like Gus from the owl house

❝BROTHER...?❞

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: angst 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: clotted cream + brother!reader 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none 𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: you ran away from home to become a illusion teacher at the vanilla kingdom

you're the biological son of elder custard and the adopted brother of clotted cream cookie. your father has been treating you as his pawn and forbidden you from using magic, calling you a disgrace of house custard. because of this, you ran away from home, leaving your brother under the care of your father.

now, you're an illusion magic teacher, teaching your students how to use illusion magic. you don't need your deadbeat father nagging you or forbidding you from fulfilling your dream.

“You cannot eat the illusion of the raisins, my dear students.” you chuckled after you witnessed one of the villager 3 trying to eat the illusion of the raisins they formed.

“I'll give you raisins as a reward after class.” you smiled, receiving cheers from his students.

“Hurray for [Y] Cookie!”

“Hurray!”

“This is the illusion magic class! They're taught to create an illusion of many things. It's pretty neat when seeing it for the first time!” gingerbrave explained to the cream blonde haired male. clotted cream perked up with interest, “Oh? Who's this cookie teaching a class of illusion?”

“It's [Y] Cookie! He helped with redesigning the kingdom and wanted to teach some cookies about illusion spells.” The brave cookie said.

clotted cream’s eyes widened at the mention of your name, “Did you just say [Y] Cookie…?”

“Yeah. Is something wrong?” gingerbrave tilted his head. clotted cream looks through the window at you. just looking at you, you look far happier where you are now than at the creme republic. he can understand why you ran away from home. he wish he could've done the same.

clotted cream put up a forceful smile, “No. Nothing. Let us continue on with the tour.”

“Ok. Let's go!” gingerbrave beamed. financier cookie frowned, “Are you sure, consul? This is the perfect opportunity to reunite with him.”

clotted cream shook his head, “No need. He seems…happy to be here. He's already accomplished something he wanted to do.”

“Best to leave him be for now…I don't want to ruin anything for him.”

╰┈➤ author note: please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on other stories, too.

rules

cookie run masterlists

#cookie run kingdom #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run x reader #crk x reader #crk x you #cookie run x you #cookie run x male reader #crk x male reader #clotted cream cookie #gingerbrave #financier cookie

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scramblescrew · 2 months ago

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🎊-THERE WE GO-🎊

To: @mydarling2016

Updated Safety Zone

Candy Apple Cookie f i n a l l y stopped harassing these two long enough to let me take a picture

Candy Apple Cookie and Clotted Cream Cookie finally stopped invading the safety zone

Clotted Cream Cookie: Gimme the soul jams

Candy Apple Cookie: give my boss the other half of his soul jam back

Y/N cookie: GET THE FUCK OUT OR I’LL KICK BOTH OF YOUR DOUGHY BEHINDS-

PV & WL: Y/N COOKIE NO-

#cr kingdom #crk x reader #yandere cookie run #yandere crk #yandere crk x reader #yandere pure vanilla cookie #taking requests #yandere white lily cookie #clotted cream cookie #tw swearing

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sleepingdeath-light · 5 months ago

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various cookies vs no nut november ; 18+

requested by ; cookie simp anon (event)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | epic | super epic

character(s) ; clotted cream cookie, crunchy chip cookie, wildberry cookie

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, various characters failing the ‘no nut november’ challenge

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

clotted cream cookie

wouldn’t participate of his own accord, but would certainly rise to the challenge if you asked him to give it a go after you started dating — he’s not overly optimistic nor overly pessimistic about how he thinks he’s going to do, hoping to make it through the whole month but knowing himself and his needs well enough to recognise that there’s a very solid chance that he won’t get through all thirty days

does encourage you to participate with him for the fun of it, but if you opt out then he won’t mind too much — of course he may tease you a bit at first for wanting him to ‘suffer’ alone, but he doesn’t actually mind and instead just lets you know that you will be on your own for a while because he knows good and well that he won’t be able to get you off without losing the challenge himself

either makes it through to december with only a few near-misses (more likely if his november schedule is packed and you’re not trying to get him to break) or he crumbles at some point between the start of week two and the middle of week three (if you’re being an awful tease and he doesn’t have his work to hide behind as a distraction)

and whether he loses to his fist in a moment of weakness in his home office — all gritted teeth, bitten lips, muffled grunts, and a tight grip around his aching cock that has him cumming all over his dress pants in a shamefully short amount of time — or to you in the most private area you could find at the time is entirely down to you and how much you want to tease him (surprising him at home in little to no clothing, or one of his shirts/blazers with nothing underneath, is a pretty good way to have him straining against his slacks and ready to throw in the towel)

so, yeah, clotted cream cookie does do pretty well and makes it decently far into nnn but he will inevitably lose as he predicted… but, hey, at least he’s self aware about the whole thing

crunchy chip cookie

very much so did not want to participate because he thought the whole idea was dumb as hell, only agreed under the threat of a two month long sex ban if he didn’t at least try to make it through november — makes it known constantly just how unhappy he is about the whole thing and how he can’t wait for the month to end

does actually give it a go and does really well, having a few near misses every now and then but pushing onward out of spite just to prove you wrong after you said he wouldn’t make it

(and don’t even think about teasing him because he will make you regret it — he can be pretty mean when he wants to be and he will edge you for hours with his fingers until you’re weeping and sobbing out apologies and promising to be on your best behaviour for the rest of the month)

fumbles at the last hurdle and ends up losing like only an hour before the end of november — granted that’s basically already a win and he didn’t really care for nnn in the first place so he isn’t even remotely upset about technically losing the challenge you damn near bullied him into participating in

and it’s not like you have the brain capacity to tease him about his last second loss when crunchy chip cookie’s dick is buried so deep inside of you that you’re seeing stars behind your eyelids and so cock-drunk that you’re practically talking in tongues…

so the two of you end up counting it as a win anyway because what difference does one hour make?

wildberry cookie

doesn’t necessarily see the point in nnn but will participate if you ask him to — partially to test his own self restraint and partially because, for as stoic and serious as he can be, wildberry cookie just cannot say no to you so the second you give him those puppy-dog eyes and say the word ‘please’ he was already done for without you even needing to explain the premise of the challenge

actually makes it through the whole month without fumbling and manages to make nnn look deceptively easy in the process — but make no mistake he was struggling quite a bit with not being able to make love to you and found himself having far more cold showers than usual in order to clear his mind and chase away his arousal at multiple points (more frequently later in the month but he still had his moments in the earlier days of november)

if you opt out of participating then he insists that you let him take care of you with his mouth and hands, putting your needs and wants well above his as always and assuring you each and every time that he doesn’t mind and that he truly does love helping you — even if the taste of your spend/slick on his tongue, the scent of your body, and the warmth of you around his fingers is more than enough to leave him lightheaded, hard, and in need of a cold shower to clear his mind afterwards

teasing him will get him visibly hard and flustered but it won’t get him to break — wildberry cookie’s resolve is borderline unbreakable so there’s no way to coax him into fucking you into the bed until december comes around and the challenge is over

if you choose to participate with him then he’s going to be so encouraging and so good at keeping you on track even if you get really tempted to stumble — wildberry cookie adores you and wants to help you succeed in all aspects of life, after all, and that includes silly things like nnn

or, in other words, wildberry cookie will succeed with flying colours while also managing to help you get off throughout the entirety of november — what a man!

#sleepingdeath #cookie simp anon #gender neutral reader #minors dni #minors will be blocked #ageless blogs dni #ageless blogs will be blocked #smut #smut hcs #crk smut #crk x reader #cookie run smut #cookie run x reader #clotted cream cookie x reader #clotted cream cookie smut #crunchy chip cookie x reader #crunchy chip cookie smut #wildberry cookie x reader #wildberry cookie smut

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clandestineivory · 11 months ago

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Can I request a vampire reader x these specific cookies? You don't have to do all of them if it's too much!

Clotted Cream, Affogato, Prune Juice, and Sablé Cookie?

If you're able to or if you're comfy with it, can you make it seem a lil suggestive? If not that's completely fine and I'm sorry for bothering you-

I just really love your writing :(

OMG YES ABSOLUTELY (I can only do suggestive with Affogato and Clotted Cream sorry 😞 and no guys this isn’t the Vampire Cookie we all know)

AND I’M SO SORRY BUT I’M TOO TIRED TO DO PRUNE JUICE’S ONE :(

Clotted Cream, Affogato, and Sablé Cookie x Vampiric Reader

Summary: It seems that you’ve arranged a deal with a few select individuals. As a vampire, you can’t help but yearn to taste the delectable blood strawberry jam within those feeble cookies. You drink their blood on certain nights, and they can do whatever else with you as their part of the deal. Whether that be asking you questions and gaining knowledge, or more…personal things. Well, let’s just see how this goes! 🤭

TW: Well…vampires. And blood, plus some other random shenanigans. I’m gonna say blood for this set because I feel lazy tryna say strawberry jam

ALSO PRETTY SUGGESTIVE FOR CLOTTED CREAM AND AFFOGATO JUST A BIG WARNING FOR THAT. Expect a bit of whimpering. A lot. A lot of whimpering. More for Affogato cause he a whiny bitch <3

Clotted Cream Cookie

When you first encounter the poor Consul, it was after a late night of getting berated by his father, Custard Cookie, as well as dealing with documents that would…“Create a better and brighter future for the Republic.” Of course, this was all about the Higher City and new improvements to increase everyone’s wealth and whatnot. Unfortunately, the Lower City never even got a chance to be heard or mentioned. As if it were just…a speck of dust in someone’s shiny new cloak.

So, Clotted Cream was sitting at his desk, looking like he was about to faint at any moment from sleepiness. That is, until he felt a cold, death-kissed hand touching his shoulder, and crimson eyes that stared down at his form with a sweet, fang-filled grin.

“Ah…aha~ slow..down there…you’re going to drain my entire…ngh..being..”

The Consul had whispered in a breathy tone, trying to keep his grip on your hair while you sat on his lap, drinking up his oh-so warm and sweet blood.

It had been several weeks since your first meeting with him. Since then, the two of you exchanged a deal. You drained him of his blood, then patched him up so he could have a time to actually rest and get his stress out. However, this arrangement became…quite complicated.

He had to force himself to stay quiet, otherwise a maid might overhear and think that there was much more going on…even worse if it was a maid who gossips..

Clotted Cream let out another whisper, this time cursing to the Divines as he pulled your hair back, staring at your teeth, stained with his blood. Hell, he could’ve assumed that you just decided to drink too much wine and that you were drunk. Yet, that was not the case. With a little grumble, he allowed your fangs to pierce his sensitive neck once more, the feeling of your tongue lapping up his blood making him feel waves of emotions he couldn’t escape nor explain.

“You’re lucky…I don’t usually let…d- demons..into my lap..”

You merely looked at him and smiled softly, pressing your bloodstained lips to his own, in which he responded by pulling you closer to his lap and moving one of his hands to the small of your back.

Well, it seems that he’s up for something more then just a bit of biting, don’t you think? 😇

Affogato Cookie

He met you one night while walking in the halls of the Citadel. He could immediately tell by the scarlet in your eyes and the fangs you bared at him in every smile you gave. You were definitely a creature of mystery, but also one of power. Well, he could always get more of that, so why not make an alliance with a vampire? After all, a new powerful puppet in his grasp would be wonderful, would it not?

However, Affogato soon realized that you weren’t happy on settling with mere scraps while you helped him, so some fun revenge was your best option. Your deal with him was much like Clotted Cream’s one: You drank his blood, but this time, Affogato would use you as a pretty little weapon to help take over the throne.

“Oh…~ y/n, please, agh..it’s too much..you’re draining me completely~”

The Royal Advisor whimpered softly while you pinned him down on the table in his room, not bothering to check if any stray droplets of his delightful blood stained the papers he was working on moments ago. You know, for someone as cunning and intelligent as he was, you couldn’t help but notice how…soft and pathetic he looked while getting the rough treatment.

You took a fistful of his hair and he let out a pleading and breathy moan, his body shuddering as you used your other hand to keep him steady, his neck exposed just for you. Affogato could feel your tongue flick out, the appendage trailing from behind his neck to closer by his chest, and he was practically shivering in both fear and pleasure. He could hear you let out a pleased hum, before your teeth sunk into his already soft and tender flesh, the blood trickling down as you created a second bite.

I do want him bent over and whimpering for me thank you, thank you. /j

Sablé Cookie

(I hc her as being in her early 40’s or late 30’s, making her the youngest Elder there)

Our dearest Sablé met you once while on a midnight stroll, stopping by one of the glorious fountains to admire its shimmering waters under the pale moonlight. It was by a stroke of…well, she wouldn’t call it luck. Or misfortune… But you? You were looking for a new victim. Another life to drain, more blood to spill.

But how could you bloody a body as soft and beautiful as that? Her smile graced the reflection of the fountains, while you merely stared back with a numb and confused gaze. And her voice…she sounded like there was a harmony in every word she spoke, even if she was just infodumping on a new piece of art she planned to work on. It almost felt criminal to you, planning to kill someone so gentle and graceful. Your hunger was stopped abruptly as you considered your options. To either kill, or to…prolong your interactions with her.

“Oh, y/n, dearest…perhaps I might make a new set of paintings, dedicated to this..moment.”

She had whispered to you as you sunk your fangs into her collarbone area, then her shoulder, then finally settling on her neck. You could really be teasing her, or testing which areas would be the best. After your little encounter with Sablé, she had decided to strike a small deal with you. She had been dealing with quite the lack of creativity. She needed something to give her that spark. And so she decided to enlist your help. You drain her blood out, and she’ll try to get ideas from it all.

Currently, she was laying on her bed, your cold body in her arms as you lapped up the blood droplets eagerly. Seeing her face contort into pain, yet she powered through it to please you… now that was something you liked a LOT about her.

Your cold fingers intertwined with her warmer ones, holding her close as you pressed your frigid lips against her collarbone. The blood on your lips acting as a lipstick, staining her glorious body.

Well, she definitely had some ideas on what to paint or sculpt…perhaps you’d like to be her new muse?

GUYS I LOVE SABLÉ COOKIE SO MUCH SHE’S THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE AND I WANNA KISS HER SO BAD WHY CAN’T SHE BE REAL FOR HOLY MOLY SAKE

#cookie run kingdom #crk headcanons #crk x reader #cookie run x you #clotted cream cookie x reader #affogato cookie x reader #sablé cookie x reader #prune juice cookie x reader #slightly suggestive

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