#crk agere

[daisybutlittle]

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[peronasilly]

CG!PURE VANILLA HCS ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

“All cookies shall be happy!!”

➜ gender neutral reader, second/third person, agere / age regression, sfw only, nd only platonic interactions!!

🌻 His bestest age range for littles is 2-10 !! (He’ll still try his bestest with any other littles but he’s the best with that age range ^_^!!)

🍪 He calls any his littles by nicknames more often than not, such being (but not excluded to ) !!

➜ Little cookie, Little adventurer, Baby biscuit, nd various sorts of other typical nicknames!!

🐝 He loves telling various stories that he either makes up, or he’s experienced himself (obviously they are all little safe stories that end with happiness, and have many, many cuddles!! :3)ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

🧸 On top of that, he also loves to read picture books for his tinies, despite having memorized almost every single word of every one of the books, he likes when you smile at the silly pictures

🌻 Playtime is a nice time with pure vanilla. You can never ever have too many toys, just as long as they are safe and you’re happy !! He’d probably spoil you with much, much too many playthings… (but at least you’d always have something different to play with everyday?)

🍪 ADORES!! Strolling in the garden with you, and will pick you up if he happens to see you. He’ll say something like..

➜ “.. You are much too young to be walking alone right now..”

and then shhwoop! Up ‘ya go ^_^!!!

🐝 Necessities are never ever forgotten with him. He always makes sure you brush your teeth in the morning (or he’ll do it for you), and at night.. eating is important too but he understands if you wont eat more than once/twice a day (you’ll be darned if he doesn’t try to get you to eat at least three times a day though.) and he will always check in to see whether you’ve gone into headspace or not (sometimes coaxing you into it bc he knows you need/want it ^_^!!)

🧸 Impure regression is something no little cookie can avoid, but Pure vanilla will always be there to comfort and talk with you when it happens. He’ll be gentle and respect your boundaries entirely, and try his super best to help you to the best of his ability!!

🌻 If you ever get hurt (trip on a rock, get a paper cut, or anything else…) he’ll first, pretend like he’s doing a magic trick..

➜ “Do you see my staff… mhm, look at it for just a moment.. and woah!!”

And then he’ll actually use his staff to heal however small/large the injury!!!

🍪 On that tho i personally think that him using magic will make you feel all warm inside and give you a small orange glow for like an hour.. so after every heal he’ll insist to play hide and seek, and you’ll always be found no matter how great the spot.. and you never know why..

+a bonus song i think fits him 💛

EEEK I HAD SO SO MUCH FUN MAKING THIS X3!!! I hope you enjoy muah muah!!

(This took my like 2 hours woahhh)

Um requests r still open!! I think i have like 5 to do… so they mayy!! Take a sec…

[little-bloodbane-nettles]

licorice cookie little brother regressor board !!

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[everettswritings]

Hi uhm!!

Could you possibly maybe hopefully pretty please write a tiny little fic with Cg Shadow Milk (or whoever, I’m very not picky if you’re maybe tired of writing him) with a Little Reader who is kinda bummed out so they like really quietly ask Shadow milk to tickle them?

AHH UHM, first request to you so if you dont wanna write this feel absolutely no obligation!! I don’t even know if you do tickles and agere in the same thing so-

Thank you so much!

No problem! After all, who could ever deny the sweet laughter of a little one? (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

The little colorful loops of cereal swirled around in the bowl of milk as you stirred absentmindedly, making a whirlpool and watching as the little pieces were caught in the middle. You heard your papa tsk-ing at you as he came to sit down across from you.

He brushed some hair out of your face, tucking it gently behind your ear, “What’s with the face, precious?” He asked softly. In all honesty, you didn’t even notice how your feelings already made their way into your expression. Heck, you didn’t even know why you were down! Even with the sun shining and the birds singing outside, it felt like it was a dreary downpour.

“I dunno…” Was all you could mumble as you set the spoon down, letting it rest against the edge of the bowl, still watching as the whirlpool faded away and the cereal became still once more. Papa tilted his head with a concerned look on his face, he then placed the back of his hand on your forehead “You don’t have a fever.” He commented, pulling his hand away until you grabbed it and brought it back to you.

Even though you didn’t have a name or reason for the feeling, you still wished for it to go away, and you knew of one surefire way to make it go away. You grinned a tiny bit. Then, moving your chair to sit closer to him, you looked up at him with those sweet eyes of yours; “Tickles?” You asked bashfully.

Papa couldn’t hide the joy that lit up his face when you said that word, he immediately picked you up out of the chair and nuzzled his nose against yours. You giggled as he started talking in a funny voice, “Tickles? I dunno about that, little one! Tickles? Really? Oh, but how could I deny such a request?”. In an instant, you were in your playroom, laid down on the play-mat with your arms up. You started giggling even more before he laid a finger on you!

“Such a sweet baby! Sweet, sweet baby.” He cooed, lightly tickling your tummy, you couldn’t help yourself and started laughing outright. “Hehehehe! Hahaha! Papa!” You squeaked, wriggling as his fingers skittered all over you. He gave you a couple gentle pokes on your sides, asking: “Does that tickle, baby? Is that ticklish?” In a sing-song voice. You squealed, more giggles pouring out of your mouth “Hahahaha! Haha! Silly!” You called him. The tickling paused and papa gasped, “Silly?! Oh, my baby, you wound me!” He cried dramatically. Your smile got wider at his antics. He was so silly. “Yeah, silly!” You insisted, sending him falling onto his back and clutching his stomach as if he had been wounded.

You crawled up onto his chest, giggling at his act. “Oh, so you find this funny?” He asked, you nodded. His jaw dropped in overly exaggerated offense, he then picked you up once more and laid you on your back again. “You just earned yourself a thousand raspberries, baby!” He declared, his head immediately crashing down onto your tummy.

Pbbbt!

Pppbbbtt!

Ppbt!

They kept coming and coming like rainfall, or a barrage of arrows, all the while you were squealing and squirming. “HEHEHEHEHE! HEHEHE! HAHAHAHA! EHEHE!” You giggled and giggled as he continued ceaselessly. His attack didn’t stop for anything. Oh, your poor tummy was turning red!

Finally, Papa stopped completely, but not before leaving a couple butterfly kisses. He reeled you back into his arms as you caught your breath. “Is that better, baby?” He asked, stroking your hair gently, you nodded. “Good! Because if not, I would’ve gone after those little feet!” He gave your toes a couple pinches, earning a little squeal from you. “Papa!” You complained, he chuckled and kissed your forehead.

It was always so much fun when papa tickled you. It always chased away all the bad feelings in the world! He was a hero to you in that regard, and you were always thankful to have such a hero.

end of fic

Hey! Sorry if this is kinda short, but the weather in my area is pretty bad and that’s been screwing with my internet. SAT scores came back and I got a 1,040! It’s below my state’s average, and not really what the big fancy colleges look for, but I’m glad I survived and did as well as I did. I wanna thank y’all for the support, seriously, y’all are the best. I get so many asks from people telling me they adore my look, wishing me luck in school, and sending me their best wishes whenever I say I’m not feeling too well. Seriously, that’s so sweet! Thank you. I’m not even sure if I deserve it. Anywho, have a good one 🫶

[plutos-little-space]

haiii!! could I request a cg burning spice cookie moodboard pretty please? >_< thank u!!

yepyep!! :3

Cg!Burning Spice Cookie agere moodboard༄

(ok so i’ve finally started playing crk after forever -3-)

(I JUST PULLED HIM MY LUCK IS WACK?!)

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[puppzzyprincezz]

Smc regressor my beloved, he’s so me :p

[dollbnuuy]

unicorn cream cookie agere moodboard for anon !

[barktholomoth]

shadow milk cookie dog regression board bc im absolutely obsessed with him and he’s so cool shdjdjdkdnsnsn

[biccyssafespace]

Idk if your request are open or not so I'm sorry if it not, but can i request a Candy Apple Cookie(crk) moodboard please? (,,>﹏<,,)

Agere Candy Apple Cookie Moodboard!

helo anon! im sorry it took me so long to get to your reques ive been dealinf with the tiktok ban! BUT IM HERE :D my requests are open unless it says on my ask box directly! also im sorry if tou didnt mean an agere moodboard… i thought you might have, if its not right you cna request another one!!!

[babyfriends]

little!pure vanilla (cookie run kingdom) moodboard! ☆

[daisybutlittle]

Shadow milk cookie moodboard :D

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[the-silent-fool]

Hihi!! Can I plz request an agere Burnt Cheese Cookie moodboard? It's okay if not though! Tysm in advance!

Np! Also I didn't know if you wanted a reggresor or cg so I did kinda a flip moodboard and a paci edit! Hope you like it :3

[l1ttl3-l0tus-fl0w3r]

Gingerbrave Regressor Icons!

Age Regressor

Little Brother Regressor

Masc Regressor

[noahspaperairplane]

what if

[everettswritings]

Eeeee I just found your blog and holy shit I’m in love with your work!! It’s all so sweet- the perfect stuff to look at after a bad day 🫶😭

If your requests are open- could you please maybe do a fic of Shadow Milk and his little (y/n, agere) having a fun day in the snow? Or whatever the snow equivalent in this world is, I just got into CRK last week so I don’t know haha XD

Maybe the little gets “lost” momentarily and Shadow Milk is ready to tear the kingdom from the inside out looking for them. Thank you!

Of course! Honestly, I do need to get back on the agere game. I love writing tickles, but I also love writing agere alongside it. (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

The air was cold and nippy, the ground was buried underneath pearly white snow, and cookies all around were already putting up Christmas decor. Yup, it was winter alright! You were excited, too, because today you would get to play in the snow. Well, provided that papa would quit fussing over you already.

“Jingle bell, sit still! You need your mittens or you’ll freeze into a giant icicle.” Papa was struggling to put your hands into the mittens he had gotten for you, they were light blue with little snowflakes on the back. You huffed, but sat still and let him finish bundling you up until you resembled a marshmallow more than a cookie. “There we are!” He smiled and kissed your forehead, even though it was covered up by a wooly hat, “Aren’t you as cute as a button? Come on, baby, let’s go play.” He picked you up and carried you outside. You blinked a couple times as you looked at the world outside, everything was coated with a fluffy snow that wasn’t too dry and powdery nor too wet and heavy. It was like looking into a whole new world!

As soon as papa let you go, you took off to explore the wintery wonderland. You squealed and giggled with delight as you grabbed bunches of snow and tossed them up, letting them come back down on you and shaking them off. You then sat down and continued playing with the snow, building little cones and rolling up little balls, or just tossing it around more. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw papa chuckling to himself at your adorable little antics and you giggled even more. You then got up again, looking to do more. However, while you were exploring, papa had turned away for a moment- he was probably checking something or thought he had heard something. You found an even prettier, untouched patch of snow at the side of the house where he couldn’t see you.

He turned around, finally, and gasped with horror. “My baby!” He cried, looking around frantically by the spot where you just were, “Where’s my baby!?” He started checking every little nook and cranny. It felt like his heart was about to leap out of his chest and join the search, too! “Baby! BABY!” He called again, but you were too absorbed in playtime to hear him, “My baby! MY BABY! Where did you go!?” His panic started to visibly rise. What could’ve happened to you!?

You had just now heard his voice calling out for you, but little did you realize there was a patch of ice beneath your feet. You tried waddling back to him, but you slipped and fell over on your back. You started crying loudly, that hurt!

Papa gasped again as he heard you and immediately ran to where the sound was coming from, he turned the corner and almost immediately you were in his arms again. “Oh, my baby! My sweet baby, I’m so glad you’re okay!” He kissed your cheek and gently rubbed your back, cradling you in his arms like he was scared… normally papa never seemed scared of anything. You sniffled, he wiped the tears, “Shh… oh, baby, it’s okay. Papa’s right here.” He comforted. He sighed and stood up with you still in his arms, “You scared me, sweetie. Don’t go running off without me again, okay?” He kissed your cheek again, you nodded. Your tears were all gone now.

You were carried back inside, at least you got to play a little bit. But hey, now papa was going to make you hot cocoa! He continued holding onto you as you both waited for it to get nice and hot, rocking you gently and humming little tunes to keep you entertain. Even if today wasn’t completely outside, it was still a nice day.

End of fic! Sorry if it’s short or not up to par with my other works, I’m still fairly rusty. Have a good one 🫶

[plutos-little-space]

*Hops up*

Could you mayhaps do a littlespace moodboard with Pitaya Dragon Cookie? Pink-red and green like them pls!! No paci tho, methinks they'd like teethers more :3

Yeah :]

Little!Pitaya Dragon Cookie agere moodboard!!

so sorry this took so long :<

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