#crk x male reader

[peach-top]

❝oops~ wrong one~❞

❝ 𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ! ❞

➤ ACT I. | CHAPTER V.

➤ ✨SHADOW MILK COOKIE✨

White Lily is trying to reverse the red spider lilies back to white lilies, but unfortunately she was unable to return them back. This is definitely Red Spider Lily’s doings. This way everyone knows that he will return.

“Does this always look like this or this is the first time that happens?” [Y] asked as he crouched down to the lilies. Silverbell frowned, “It never does this before. It's not a good sign either.”

“...” [Y] reached out to touch the lilies, changing the color from red to yellow, much to the other surprise. The wanderer blinked bewilderingly, “Oh?”

“You changed the color with only a touch. How are you doing this?” Elder Faerie asked.

“I didn't do anything. I just touched the flower, that's all. I don't know what exactly happened.” [Y] held his hands up in defense. “I have magic, but I'm not always aware of it.”

❝no wonder you look so familiar. yet so different…❞ a voice spoke, grabbing the former guard’s attention.

❝look! look! guess who?! guess who?! where's the popcorn?!❞

[Y] looked behind him to look for the person responsible for the voice, but no one was there, “...?”

“Hm…” Elder Faerie hummed.

❝that author accidentally created more space. don't look at me~❞

White Lily and [Y] arrived at the library to look for a book. Well, specifically White Lily is looking for a book to do some research about Red Spider Lily Cookie. There's no results on Red Spider Lily, with that being said, she used the Watcher as a result. That title sends the shiver down the librarian’s spine, but they give the female the location of the book.

[Y], on the other hand, just wanted to read more books. He and White Lily went separate ways to find the books they're looking for. Strangely, [Y] been seeing eyes watching him, no one seemed to notice but him. There are eyes everywhere.

❝here it comes~❞

“...Is someone there?” [Y] asked. He felt something gently playing with his hair.

❝i see no horns or eye on his forehead. this can't be him, right? but…i could've sworn this is him. my eyes isn't deceiving me, right?❞ someone spoke. [Y] flinched slightly when the person hang above him upside down, staring into his eyes, ❝no one can see me right since i’m still stuck in that tree.❞

[Y] hissed in pain when the spirit figure poke him in the eye, “Ow. It's rude to poke someone in the eye.”

❝…❞

“...”

the spirit awed, ❝whaaaa?! you see me?! wait— are you talking to me?❞

“Yes. Who else could it be?” [Y] raised his eyebrows. “Are you a faerie? You don't look like one. Are you lost?”

❝of course not! how can you not know who i am?! allow me to introduce…❞ the spirit grinned. ❝the world's finest playwright, poet, director, actor, clown... everyone's most beloved trickster! ... Shadow Milk Cookie!❞

“Shadow Milk Cookie…?” [Y] tilted his head. “Never heard of you.”

Shadow Milk grabbed the wanderer by the shoulder, ❝how can you not remember?! you're red spider lily cookie! we're buddies!❞

[Y] frowned, “Sorry, but…I don't know any Shadow Milk Cookie nor do I think I am Red Spider Lily Cookie.”

❝…❞ Shadow Milk Cookie’s eyes widened. He felt betrayed and sad that his lost friend lost his memory of him. His companions. ❝whatever happen…do you not remember me at all…?❞

“Sorry. I was reborn with no memories of my past.” The wanderer apologized. Shadow Milk Cookie frowned, ❝hmph. they must've removed your memory of us after you were reborn as a different person! once i get my hand on that fool king, i’ll make sure he suffers and that…white lily cookie…! oooh! i despise them!❞

“...She's my friend, you know. I think…” [Y] mumbled, scratching the back of his head.

❝tch! how annoying. how can my own friend pick to side with those cookies…❞ Shadow Milk Cookie scowled, but then smile, ❝No worries. Even if you lost your memories, i’m not leaving your side, friend~ we're gonna be best friends! forever and ever~❞

“...I don't mind. As long as you didn't do anything mischief.” [Y] said, catching Shadow Milk Cookie by surprise.

❝that easily??? what if i’m lying to you? what if i betrayed you?❞ Shadow Milk Cookie questioned.

[Y] tilted his head, “I can easily tell whether you're lying or not. Even if you're a menace, you still have a soft spot for your friend.”

❝…❞ the spirit sulked, crossing his arms. ❝knowing you see through my lies is sometimes never fun.❞

“I can't even lie, but I can keep secrets. They're different…right?” the wanderer tilted his head. He's not sure if secrets and lies are the same thing.

Shadow Milk sweatdropped, ❝I can imagine the face you'll make when you're lying…still, we're besties. you can't break our bonds.❞

“Sure.”

❝thank you! thank you for witnessing the greatest performance of SHADOW MILK COOKIE. unfortunately, this chapter was a rush because the author is certainly doesn't have a creative mind at the moment...oh! if i may mention, the writer would like to open the request box soon...! you'll see~❞

☞ chapter iv.

☞ chapter vi.

[peach-top]

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my perception of the mc (literally me...) fanart for @peach-top !! i really like story so far.. it's super sigma!!!

[cookiekissers]

I won't be replying directly to this request because it was anonymous, but for the future please remember to send off anon if you want nsfw. I can't guarantee or verify your age because anyone can lie about their age when they're on anon!

🔥🔞[Short Spicy Fic + Burning Spice NSFT HCs]

You stare up at the towering giant of a Cookie looming over you. His hair was dark, long, and wild. He had a muscular build, strong arms, and a large, well-defined chest. The guy was stacked, especially in the chest region. It was impossible not to let your gaze wander down his form. Now, this was one handsome Cookie.

"You. Cookie. On your knees. Bow to the Great Destroyer!" Burning Spice Cookie commanded. You blinked in confusion.

During your travels through the sands of this land, you saw many statues dedicated to "The Great Destroyer." Though the Cookie was handsome, he didn't look anything like those giant, beastly statues.

You snickered playfully.

"Heh, really, you? The Beast of Destruction? You sure about that, handsome?" You tease.

You opened your mouth to fire another flirtatious comment at the stranger when he suddenly lifted you by your hips and slammed you against the steep rock wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Burning Spice's large, muscular body pressed up against you, caging you in with ease. He stared down at you, the heat in his eyes scorching you to your very core. You felt yourself flush, feeling as vulnerable as ever under his hungry gaze. Burning Spice growled low in his throat, his tongue swiping over his lips, eyeing you with a growing lust.

"Very brave of you to speak to me that way, little Cookie." He commended. "But I'll show you what the Beast of Destruction is capable of and why I earned that title." Burning Spice grinned. His voice turned husky, his words full of promise. You gulped, trying desperately not to fidget. Burning Spice leaned forward, capturing your lips roughly. His hot kiss filled you with a fiery need as your tongue tingled and burned with a sweet, addicting heat. Your legs quickly wrapped around Burning Spice's waist, and he wasted no time grinding himself between your legs, his eagerness showing itself quickly.

You gasped as Burning Spice Cookie pulled away to focus on your neck, covering it in feverish kisses that leave behind a tingling sensation. It was one that you couldn't get enough of. His sharp, golden teeth sunk into your crispy dough, and a sudden yelp from you made him chuckle in triumph. The Beast's grinding had become quicker and more desperate. You hung on, your fingers tangling in his black locks as his teeth remained clamped on your throat. Slowly, you could feel something rubbing against you in Burning Spice Cookie's loose pants.

"The destruction I cause on Earthbread will be nothing compared to what I will do you, my little Cookie~" The Beast rumbled fervently.

You panted, your face flushed and your stomach tying itself in knots at Burning Spice's husky voice in your ear. The friction he was giving you only made you feel hotter, and your head spun.

Once he released your throat from his jaws to shove his tongue down your throat, you took the initiative. You wrapped your arms around his neck eagerly, surprising him with a steamy kiss of your own. Burning Spice Cookie wasn't rough in that moment, it almost seemed sweet the way he squeezed you tightly, kissing you deeply and grinding up against you. You drew back slightly, panting.

"Well then, go ahead. Destroy me, Daddy,~" You purred seductively, teasing him further, your hands trailing over his chest and shoulders. Burning Spice Cookie grinned widely at the invitation, and he reached down and ripped your pants off your body.

🔥[HEAD CANONS]

You can't tell me after spending centuries locked in a magical prison he isn't going to be pent up and horny. Showing clear interest in him and teasing him is going to get you a one way ticket to pound town. Burning Spice won't even care if you two do it out in the open, he's horny and he wants you NOW.

Yeah, he would definitely fuck you in front of his spice army. Just to make sure that everyone knows that you're his.

I hc that the Beasts are much larger than the average Cookie, Burning Spice especially. And of course, being a big guy, his dick is huge lmao

Call him "Daddy" and he will go crazy. You won't be leaving him for a while or walking when its over.

He loves cumming inside and filling you over and over. He gets unexpectedly mushy and cuddly after a breeding session.

Burning Spice is the definition of Spicy. His internal temperature is far higher than the average Cookie's and his cum is no exception! It's hot, literally, but thankfully not hot enough to cause injury, but it does take a little bit to get used to.

I imagine him to be the type to be ok with a friends with benefits type of agreement, only to get needy for you frequently, and realize in the middle of fucking that he's balls deep in love with you hjghfjgf

He doesn't like anyone else touching what is his. Any Cookie tries to hit you up he's grabbing his axe and not holding anything back.

Loves biting you while he fucks you hard. Its one of his favourite things, and you will often be covered in bite marks.

When out in public, he will be his usual self. But when in private with you, the tiniest amount of his old self from before his corruption will come out. But these occasions are rare.

Burning Spice will probably prioritize his pleasure over your own, but he's not going to leave you unsatisfied.

He's a top/dom, and does not tolerate anything else. He likes having control over you during sex and enjoys ravaging you until you pass out.

Is lowkey a bit into degradation. Will call you a cumslut, boy toy, pet, daddy's dirty boy, daddy's cock slave, ect

[amphibiahawks321]

Golden cheese : When you love someone

Golden cheese : You have to go after them...

Smokecheese : .....

Smokecheese : is that how you got Y/N cookie?

Golden cheese : Btch I look like THIS! Home girl don't chase, Home girl GETS chased!

M!Reader cookie : ......

M!Reader cookie : You literally cried when I accept your confess–

[Golden Cheese put a finger on Y/N cookie's mouth]

Golden cheese : Ssssssshhhh... That part never happened dear ✨

[vividc4ndy]

Loving boyfriend who's like actually kinda pathetic. The kind of guy who wants to sit at your feet and just nuzzle your thigh while you watch TV...the craziest part is literally most of it is so innocently intended.

He's not trying to get in your pants, he just wants to stare up at you adoringly :(

[brittle-doughie]

I’ll Miss You (Ancient Cookies)

Angst really was overdue for a while! Sometimes, it’s for the best in these situations..

You noticed that Pure Vanilla Cookie was rather bright and friendly towards White Lily, even more-so then he was with you. You tried to ignore it and try to say it was just their friendship being nice to justify it, but it became harder to do so when you saw how nice he was her.

When Pure Vanilla came home to your castle’s chambers, he already knew by the atmosphere that something was wrong, he was worried as he asked what was wrong?

You announced separation.

He was already crying as he pleaded with you to reconsider, he didn’t mean to make you feel neglected, he was so sorry, you were way more important to him. He kept pleading as tears overwhelmed his eyes, voice shaky beyond belief.

Time would go by, you two would remain friends…but Pure Vanilla will forever be haunted with the guilt of losing you…you didn’t deserve to lose him…his heart couldn’t bear to see you with another cookie…

He will never love anyone else as much as you….

Hollyberry Cookie was always going out, traveling the lands and fighting ferocious monsters. They were only once in a while, but they started to get more and more frequent…leaving you alone at home more and more. You tried to stick it out, but it only ended up hurting more and more…until you made the painful decision to announce separation.

If she wanted to be free to venture the world with nothing tying her down…then you’ll set her free…

You had never seen someone go a complete 180 in personality. She ran straight towards you and enveloped in one of her crushing hugs. No…no! You two cannot separate…not now…not ever! She did want to travel the farthest reaches of Earthbread and fight the most terrible monsters…but she did not want to lose you…

You returned the hug as you tell her you’ll always love her. This only made her cry harder as she realized how much she’ll miss you too, it felt like agony. She whispers in your ear that she loves you too. She loves you so, so, so much…

Every cookie in the kingdom could tell Hollyberry wasn’t nearly as jolly and cheery as she used to be, her heart felt empty without you. She can never shake off this agonizing feeling of her broken heart.

She didn’t care nor want adventure and excitement from fighting monsters…what she truly wanted was you…

Dark Cacao Cookie was paranoid, he wanted that wall fortified by any means necessary, he dedicated all his time and effort to making sure the kingdom’s defenses were in top shape to fend off any siege. You were proud of him for being protective and considerate of his kingdom and the cookies within, but you felt like he was growing more and more distant with you.

It didn’t help that his advisor, Affogato Cookie, insisted that Dark Cacao focused on the castle, it had to be able to fend off a whole army! Cacao promised time and time again that tonight would be the night dedicated to the both of you. Cue him being too busy about the Wall again…another evening together…never fulfilled.

It was clear that his kingdom was his top priority and while you fine with it, it still hurt you to see that he won’t step away from a moment to show that he still loves you, nor keep to his promises of time together.

He’ll be the most collected of the ancients when came time to separate, but on the inside was his emotions go haywire. He’ll be insistent that THIS TIME, he’ll drop everything this evening to spend with you! Please give him this chance…

He struggled to keep himself together when around you, it made his heart ache when he saw you talk to cookies with the kindness and happy mood that you used to talk to him with. It made his regrets go through the roof.

He promises to get you back…in one way or another���

You were left wondering these days if Golden Cheese Cookie valued her gold and treasures more then she did valuing you. She says that she needed to keep up her reputation and alike, but when she showed more excitement for the gifts her subjects brought her then your homemade ones, it made you wonder if you were loving her enough…

You tried and tried to make gifts that were up to her standards, but…nothing seemed to work. The guilt of you believing that you were not enough to make her feel loved anymore grew worse and worse…until the thought of splitting came to you. Golden acheese deserved someone who was capable of making her happy, capable of making gifts that made her happy…

She flew into a fit of sorrow and rage, who was telling you that she didn’t love you enough?! They will pay for their rancid nonsense! She didn’t want to believe that she was the one to tank your relationship, hurting you is the last thing she wanted to do! It would take you and some of her subjects holding her close to calm her down.

It would finally dawn on her that she had no excuses, she under-appreciated you and your efforts. She allowed her desire to be spoiled in her riches to take over, she regretted this so much…your homemade presents have so much more value, she didn’t deserve them…

The castle felt empty with you gone, she didn’t have the energy to mercilessly rule over her subjects, she actually grew to detest the shiny gifts her subjects gave her, it was a constant reminder that amongst all these riches, she lost the one treasure that shined to her the most..

She’d even sell her whole kingdom just to have the chance to earn you and your trust again….all these riches…they didn’t matter anymore….only you mattered

No.

White Lily Cookie is not even going to get it to that point, you’re her special cookie. She’s ready to drop her pursuit for the creation of a perfect cookie if she detects that it’s affecting you in any way and capacity.

But by the off chance that it does, she’ll already be all over you, crying and pleading that no magic was any more special then you. She’s completely willing to give it all up to keep you by her side! Walking away won’t do you any good, she’s already clung her arms around your legs.

She won’t let mere pieces of paper stand in her way, they didn’t matter to her in the slightest. She loves you too much to let you go that easily. She’s terrified that once she lets you go, she’ll never be able to hold onto you ever again…

Similar to Pure Vanilla but to even worse extent. She can never move on from you, the mere thought of giving her love to another or you doing so broke her heart…she wouldn’t want to move on anyway. You were hers as she belonged to you…

She was nothing without you…you…are her everything…

[rougefort]

❝ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃᵍᵉˢ ᵘⁿᵗᵒˡᵈ, ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵉⁿᵛᵉˡᵒᵖᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏⁿᵉˢˢ... ❞

abyss monarch cookie x male reader.

genre. fluff.

a/n. i am currently writing this while getting ready for the day so it might not be that good, my apologies.

“What happened to your face?” You asked, running your hand over the black goo that was stuck to his face. You couldn’t see a thing under it, but you could hear him groan in response from where you sat on top of his lap.

You weren’t exactly sure how long you were there, but the sun had already set. His piercing green eyes stared at you, not listening to a word that you were saying.

They only seemed to be able to focus on one spot—your lips. He knew that you were scolding him from being so reckless, knowing that you couldn't go with him to the underwater city and protect him. Even if he didn't need protecting.

"Abyss, are you even listening?" You called out after cleaning his face. He looked up at you, shaking his head in response. It was clear that he wasn't really paying attention to what you were saying. "Why do you keep doing this?" Your fingers reached up to wipe the black goo off of his nose. He leaned into the touch. "You know that I'll always worry about you. Don'cha?"

Abyss's half lidded eyes kept staring at your lips, wanting to kiss you until you both couldn't breath anymore. His tentacles wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him. A low growl left his throat as he pulled you closer towards him. He buried his face in your neck, breathing in your scent deeply.

"Y/N, don't..." He whispered against your skin. "Don't go. Not yet." His grip tightened around you. You frowned, knowing that both of you would have to part eventually.

You began to run your finger through his blue hair. Abyss lifted his head slightly to look at you, his green eye meeting yours. A smile made its way onto your face.

“Okay, but promise me one thing, okay?” He nodded his head in response. “Promise me that if you ever get hurt... if something happens... I'll come find ya. Okay? Promise me that you'll stay safe, no matter what happens. Promise me, Abyss.”

"I promise." "Good." You took him by surprise as you kissed him. He pulled you closer, deepening the kiss and wrapping his tentacles tighter around you. Abyss was definitely more aggressive than he used to be, but he was still sweet. He was just trying to make up for lost time.

You were the light of his life. The sun that gave him hope. Without you, he would be nothing.

[sleepingdeath-light]

a realisation ; 18+

kinktober day twenty one

pairing ; lord oyster cookie x cis male!reader insert

fandom ; cookie run

masterlists ; fandom | kinktober | ao3

content ; dominant!reader, submissive!lord oyster cookie, dumbification kink, anal sex, handjob, praise kink

minors and ageless blogs do not interact

For the vast majority of his life — pretty much all of it, in fact — Lord Oyster thought he knew exactly what his future was going to look like. He was going to restore his family’s reputation and status, go and work out at sea, find a woman to marry and continue the family line with her. That future was never something he thought to question. It was just… his destiny. Fate. The done thing.

But then he met you and suddenly he found himself becoming more reluctant to find a suitable woman to wed. He spent his days at sea longing for your company and his days on land by your side happier than he’d ever been before. He started to see you in everyone and everything: the hue of your eyes became his favourite colour, he saw your smile in the faces of his shipmates, he heard your laughter in the aimless chatter of crowds in the market, he looked at the treasures and trinkets he stumbled across and found himself thinking of you before anyone else. ‘He’d like this one’, ‘he mentioned wanting something like this a while ago’, ‘oh he loves these, I’ll bring them back home for him’ — you occupied his every waking thought and he even started to see you in his dreams.

And for so long he tried to rationalise this attachment to himself as him simply caring for his best friend — forced himself to swallow down the bitter taste of disappointment every time he remembered that the two of you were just that. He put himself through arranged meeting after arranged meeting, going from eligible family to eligible family and finding plenty of suitable women that he got along with well enough, and continuing to reject the idea of marrying them because they weren’t you. Because he stopped being able to picture a future without you in it, stopped being able to stomach the idea of marrying anyone else but his dearest friend.

But eventually, thankfully, there came a time where it finally dawned on him that he was truly in love with you — after a particularly lovely dream wherein the two of you were wed — and the realisation hit him hard. Left him flushed and confused and spiralling for the rest of the morning until he was finally able to pull himself together enough to make the decision to tell you how he felt… and to formally ask to court you if you were as receptive as he hoped you would be.

So, a few more hours of fretting over his appearance and second guessing his decision about a thousand times over, Lord Oyster steeled his resolve and left his family home in search of your estate — praying to just about every deity he knows (and the witches too for good measure) that his training as a sailor gave him enough confidence to make it through this meeting without making an utter fool of himself.

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Less than an hour later he found himself completely bare in the middle of your bed with two of your lube covered fingers slowly massaging and easing his asshole open. Your movements were slow and steady, about as gentle as the kisses you were peppering across the flushed sensitive skin of his chest, and you were whispering all sorts of lovely praise and reassurances that had him biting down on his lower lip to stop himself from whimpering.

‘It’s okay,’

‘Take all the time you need,’

‘I’ve got you, sweetheart,’

‘I’m right here,’

‘I’m not going anywhere,’

‘Let me take care of you, my love,’

With each word his body relaxed further and you were able to push your fingers deeper and deeper inside of him. Going carefully millimetre by millimetre until you were knuckle-deep and the cold lube you were using was starting to leak out and smear onto the tight ring of muscle with every small movement of your hand. Watching for any minor change in his expression as you started to slowly, experimentally, crook and scissor your fingers inside of him — skilfully searching for something that Lord Oyster couldn’t even begin to consider until your fingertips brushed against something inside of him and a loud, trembling moan burst forth from his bitten lips. It was something between a breathless gasp and a blasphemous cry, something he’s never heard from himself before, and you have an expression on your face as if you’re the cat that caught the canary — like you’d found exactly what you were looking for — and Lord Oyster’s dick ached in anticipation for what that might have meant for him.

He felt your lips moving against his collarbone but, mind too foggy to process what you were actually saying, he asked you to repeat yourself in such a shaky voice that you couldn’t help but press a wet kiss against the swell of his Adam’s Apple before pulling back to look him in the eye again as you repeated yourself more clearly.

‘I asked if you wanted to cum from my fingers,’ you crooked your digits into his prostate again for emphasis and delighted in the way his cheeks reddened in response, ‘or from my cock? Tonight’s about you so I’ll do whatever makes you feel the most comfortable. Don’t say what you think I want to hear, we can always keep the other stuff for next time,’

A quiet flustered sound came from the back of his throat and he looked anywhere but into your imploring eyes as he considered his answer — with the thought of either option being enough to have his cock dripping and his skin burning. But after several seconds of contemplative quiet your lover finally spoke up, his decision obviously made with a good degree of certainty despite the embarrassed tremble and cracking of his voice as he verbalised it to you.

‘Y-your cock,’ he swallowed thickly and you leaned down to peck his lips to reward him for trusting you so much.

‘You sure?’ He hummed and nodded and turned his head to the side which gave you a perfect view of the darkening blush coating his cheeks and neck. ‘Okay, sweetheart. Just let me know if it gets to be too much, yeah?’

He nodded again and whispered a quiet, if pitchy, ‘thank you’ that broke into a whispered moan when you pulled your fingers out and spread his legs further apart to accommodate you. And it was the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard.

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Once you finally bottomed out inside of Lord Oyster you were unable to stop yourself from moaning, so overwhelmed by the warmth and tightness and intimacy that you had to force yourself to cling to your lucidity and stay still for him. And your boyfriend wasn’t fairing much better either, doing well to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation of being so full but still obviously needing some more time and reassurance to grow comfortable enough for you to actually start moving — so that’s exactly what you gave him.

‘You’re doing so well,’

‘Shh, it’s okay,’

‘I’ve got you, babe,’

‘Breathe, sweetheart,’

‘Relax, I’ll take care of everything,’

Shifting from patient encouragement to semi-lewd compliments once you finally got his permission to start moving. Your voice was straining and pitching and cracking over the words as they left your mouth, the sentences broken up by gasps and grunts and moans, but despite that they remained just as effective as before — their effect much more plainly obvious to you as you saw his dick throb and drool and twitch in response to your praise.

‘So handsome,’

‘Fuck you feel so good,’

‘Like you were made for me,’

‘I love you so fucking much,’

‘Say my name, scream it,’

‘So — fuck me — so fucking tight,’

‘Y’look so good right now… wish I had a mirror in here so you could see it too,’

‘So so good,’

‘Louder,’

‘You’re — ah — taking me so well,’

‘Such a pretty cock too… fuck, you really are perfect…’

‘So hard — hah — you like it when I praise you? Cute,’

‘Don’t hide from me,’

‘Let me hear how good I’m making you feel right now,’

‘That’s it, good boy,’

Every brush of your swollen tip against his prostrate pushed him closer and closer to climax, and you found yourself getting so lost in him and how responsive he was to you that you slowly stopped being gentle with him: after an experimentally deep and sharp thrust coaxed the sluttiest moan from his lips, you were quick to adjust your pace to be faster and deeper and rougher — driven by an instinctual, almost primal, need to hear your name falling from his lips as you fuck all other thoughts out of his head; after the lightest grazing of your teeth against one of his nipples had him arching his back up into you, you adjusted your position on top of him so that you could reach his chest without straining your neck as much; after lazily tracing your fingertip along the prominent vein on the underside of his length had his dick twitching and his pale skin flushing a darker shade than before, you couldn’t stop yourself from encircling your fist around the base and jerking him off — delighting in how hot and heavy and wet he was in your hand and how vocal he became once you were finally giving his neglected cock some attention. You were enthralled with the way his pretty eyes glazed over and rolled back when you milked his prostate, enamoured with the way he began to chant and gasp and moan your name like a prayer or a hymn, endeared by the tears and drool wetting his blushing face and dripping down onto the pillow underneath his head, enchanted by how much more reactive and sensitive he becomes when he’s been fucked dumb, and thoroughly determined to leave him so completely and utterly cock-drunk by the end of the night that he’ll have forgotten the sound of his own name.

And based on how much of a mess he’d already become underneath you, how much his dick was twitching and leaking in your hand, you were already incredibly close to your goal. So close that you could feel his building orgasm as much as you could feel it on him — in the tightening of his ass around your cock, in the cracking and wetness of his voice, in the trembling of his legs where he locked them around your waist — so close that all he needed was one last push, one perfect touch, to send him tumbling over the blissful edge of climax.

So you experimented for a short while, your own pace faltering as you tried to find that spot on his body that would have him screaming your name until all the world knew he was yours. You brushed your lips along the column of his throat. You nipped at the skin just behind his earlobe. You grazed your teeth over his sensitive chest. You groped at his sides and thighs. You rubbed the pad of your thumb over his drooling slit. You bullied your cock into his prostate until he was sobbing. But he didn’t get that final push until you finally turned your attention to his balls, gently playing with those taut twin pearls for the briefest of moments until his whole body tensed and he was cumming — covering your hand, and his stomach and thighs, with his seed as he groaned and grunted and cried out your name over and over again. His voice getting pitchier and more hoarse as you roughly fucked him through his orgasm, desperately fighting off your own climax until he was so far gone that he was only able to incoherently babble and sob and gasp through his pleasure, so wholly fucked out and messy and beautiful underneath you that you couldn’t even hope fight back against your own release any longer. Barely able to hold out long enough to utter one final bit of praise before you came with a groan and collapsed, gasping, on top of him.

‘Y’did so good f’me. Love you s’much,’

[hunterwritesstuff]

ON MY KNEES. Please, please, mint choco x masc reader who’s a rock star, they get caught back stage 😏 then the media is on them like white on rice.

Sure! Hopefully this is alright LMAO

Under cut bc. smut stuff

You groaned, bunching up Mint Choco's hair in your hand, panting heavily. He wanted to do something together, so you obliged. By "something", however, you didn't think he meant "go down on you".

You didn't mind, it had been a while since you had a good suck-off, but OH MY GOD, you had to FIGHT to be quiet. The way he managed to give you a feeling of pleasure that you'd NEVER experienced in your LIFE before? Immaculate.

After a bit, you tapped him to signal him to pull off, him doing so with a confused look on his face. "Hm? Is everything alright?" He asked, concerned.

"Up." You instructed, breathing heavily. Mint Choco nodded, jumping slightly as you spun both of you around, pinning him to the desk. "Mine." You muttered, kissing his neck, grinding against him.

He groaned, whimpering softly. "G...Good boy...~"

As you were about to pull down your pants to start fucking him into the desk, a small voice came from behind you two, causing you both to go bright red. "I-Is now a bad time?"

You both swiftly got up, facing the reporter. Shit. "Uhm....w-we can explain!!" Mint Choco spluttered.

"E-Ever heard of knocking?" You blurted out.

"I-I did! N-Nobody answered..." The reporter mumbled.

You and Mint Choco froze. Were you two so into it that you didn't hear someone knock at the door. "Well, uh, w-well....what questions do you have?"

Next thing you know, next morning, you two were front headlines. "Mint Choco Cookie and Y/N Rocker Cookie dating?!". Son of a bitch.

Hope ya enjoy! :D

[sparkyz-plug-writes]

Hello can I request a platonic Almond Cookie + ex friend detective reader Headcannon?

Plot:Almond and the reader used to be best friends during detective Academy but they had a falling out because of what crimes were more important magical ones or non magical ones so they went their separate ways and never seen each other in many years but one day they cross paths to take down a common enemy but of course they butt heads with each othert hroughout the thing but after a incident it caused them to fixed their relationship a little.

(You got it! :D)

Almond Cookie x Ex friend!Reader !!headcanons!!

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Characters:

Almond Cookie: He/Him (Almond I love you but you are a dumbass- detective magic dude)

Y/N: Gn, so any pronouns (also a detective but not for magic crimes-)

Roguefort Cookie: He/Him (oh this sly motherfucker is wanted by the both of you bc of his sly ass crimes-)

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Okay so first, You don't know how you two meet each other again even after all that time but let's just say plot magic- (nah you were both chasing Roguefort Cookie-)

You both started bickering, while getting back on the chase, he was there because he used magic improperly to infiltrate highly contained facilities

You were there because he was breaking a entertaining and STEALING shit that didn't belong to him (he would've stolen your heart but you would kick him in the balls- </3)

But since RogueFort Cookie heard all your arguing behind him and since he's a sly, and sadistic motherfucker, he set a trap for you both to get stuck in! Like bugs in a spiders web

And it worked! Through both of your dumb bickering you two were non the wiser! You got to see yourself tied to Almond as Roguefort laughed and got away, let's just say you had a even bigger argument-

But during that you started reminiscing about the all times when you two were at the magic academy, you were two peas in a pod before going separate ways due to your different views, asked him why you two had to break of the friendship you both held dear to

He didn't have a answer, he was sad just as much as you.

So you apologized, as well as he and you started the chase again!

Roguefort didn't expect you two get out so quickly but he liked a good Chase! But not where he lost the thing he was STEALING-

Because you shot it out of his hand and Almond caught it, You both knew you could catch him alone with just you two but you both got what you needed!

You and almond still had different views and God knows you argued about it but this healed your relationship a bit more

Almond decided to take you and him to a pub, as a small reward that you two needed.

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Another one done! Loves this idea!

[peach-top]

❝ 𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ! ❞

➤ ACT I. | CHAPTER VI.

➤ PAST.

There are two types: A listener and a yapper. [Y] and Shadow Milk Cookie seem to match that. The beast cookie had been yapping for hours while the wanderer listened while reading books. Who listens and reads at the same time?

Shadow Milk Cookie pouted, then pulled on the wanderer's cheeks, ❝Are you listening to me?! Hmph!❞

“Yes.” [Y] replied. The beloved trickster crossed his arms, ❝Hmph…It's no fun when you're being too honest.❞

“Would you rely on my terrible skill in lying?” [Y] asked.

❝C'mon! It can't be that bad!❞ Shadow Milk Cookie snorted. ❝Give me a lie!❞

The wanderer tries to think of a lie to prove that he's bad at lying. How can someone as stoic as [Y] be bad at lying? Shadow Milk Cookie has seen bad liars before, but [Y] has a great poker face and that is how he imagined the face that the former guardian makes when lying. Uh…the results weren't so great…

[Y] made the infamous or famous Tanjiro's lying face as he lied through his teeth, “I…I’m not an honest person…”

Shadow Milk looked at him, shOOked at what he saw and what he heard. Not only that [Y] has an inability to lie, but also BAD at coming up with lies! He has NEVER, EVER seen anyone this bad!

❝THAT'S THE BEST LIE YOU COME UP WITH?!❞ Shadow Milk Cookie hollered, gripping on the taller male's shoulders and shaking him violently, ❝AND WHAT'S WITH THAT FACE?! ARE YOU TANJIRO?! THAT'S CUTE, BUT IT'S SUCKS!!❞

[Y] fidgets, scratching the back of his head, “Sorry, Millennial Tree taught me to be an honest person which gives me the inability to lie…”

Shadow Milk squish [Y]’s cheeks, ❝My poor beloved…What's your name?❞

“[Y]...”

❝Hmm…I’ll call you my pookie, pookie! Still, how can he make you this bad at this?❞ Shadow Milk whined, continually squishing the male's cheeks. ❝You were a great liar keeping a poker face~ Telling such cruel lies that can break other’s mind. Like mine~ My mind was nearly broken but you somehow showed mercy…❞

“Huh? What do you…mean by that?” [Y] tilted his head. Shadow Milk hummed, ❝Are you really sure you wish to know?❞

“It'll help regain his memories, right?” The spirit thought.

❝Are you looking to know the truth? I may or may not be a liar, but…I can't lie to you, pookie. Let's go somewhere private where no one can hear you. I know just the place.❞

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With White Lily, the female was flipping through pages of the history book about Red Spider Lily Cookie. However, some pages were ripped out of the book. Why is that? It's almost like someone angrily ripped it out or tried to hide something.

“...” White Lily Cookie frowned, feeling that using the book is useless. Tho, she spotted something poking out from between the pages.

Curious, the female flipped over to the page where it was poking out. To her surprise, it was a folded up map, but it ripped in half. What's the map for? Why is it here?

White Lily Cookie took notice of a divine figure in a photo with orange lilies surrounding them. Now that she looks at it, this mysterious figure looks almost identical to Red Spider Lily. She has so many questions…

“...What is all of this? Could this be the secret of Red Spider Lily Cookie?” White Lily Cookie thought to herself. “This is only half a map, could it be leading to treasures or an abandoned kingdom?”

“If I try to explore the secret, I might make the same mistake. But…curiosity is taking the better of me. I must find the other half of the map without Elder Faerie noticing…”

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Elder Faerie Cookie rubs his temper while pacing back and forth. It was stressing him out. The last remaining flower left behind by its master, Red Spider Lily corrupted White Lily’s dream, and his plan of return. It'll be double the threats if Red Spider Lily Cookie was awakening and will release the beasts.

Worse than that, if Red Spider Lily Cookie was awakened, then the creator behind his existence will make their official appearance rather than in a dream.

The flower that was shrieking earlier became a yellow lily flower which means it was reborn. What can he do with it now? Set it free?

“I'll take that.” Elder Faerie jumped when a tendril grabbed hold of the flower pot. Before the elder faerie could react, tendrils wrapped around his figure. Oleander tilted his head, “Ah? This isn't how it is supposed to look. He must've really changed.”

“Who are you?!” Elder Faerie grunted, feeling the tendrils tightening its grasp around him. Oleander ignored him and tried to use his curse magic to reverse the spell on the flower, but failed.

“Oh? My spell isn't working…Even though he has no memories of the past, his spell still remains the same.” The lilac haired male mumbled before glancing over at the trapped elder faerie, “He’s here, am I right?”

The faerie kingdom flinches before looking away, “I prefer to remain silent.”

Oleander forcefully grabs Elder Faerie's face, forcing the faerie to look him in the eyes, “You're with the spirit of the forest, correct? Let's see…Elder Faerie Cookie is your name…?”

“...”

Oleander then looked over towards the tree in the distance. He has heard of the Beast Cookies, the first holder of the soul jams. They were sealed away by the witches and entrusted Elder Faerie Cookie to guard the tree to keep them sealed.

“I'll give you two choices: tell me where he is or…” the lavender haired male trails off and points to the tree, “...I'll release the beasts in the wild…”

Elder Faerie's eyes widened, “...! You can't—”

“Choice #1 or #2…?” Oleander glared.

The fool faerie was forced to make a choice to protect both [Y] and the Faerie Kingdom. Although, he might think it's impossible for the oleander-scented cookie to remove the seal from the tree. If he wants to escape this then he has no choice but to pick choice #—

“Not yet…” a deep voice spoke. Elder Faerie's heart nearly jumped when he pointed the horned cookie behind Oleander, who got scared by him.

“Fuck! Mayhem, give me a damn warning next time!” Oleander scolded, placing his hand over his heart. Mayhem crossed his arms, “Master ███████ only wants the flower for now. He isn't our objective yet.”

“That name again… I think I might have heard that name from somewhere, but where…? They're after [Y]... Perhaps, the master they speak of is that very same cookie who threatened Millennial Tree Cookie in his dream.” Elder Faerie furrowed his eyebrows.

“Should I crumble him? He may have the remaining power of a guardian left in him, but…he won't last longer if he were to use it again.” Oleander huffed, placing his hand on his hips. “He's a fragile cookie.”

“Your problem. Not mine.” The [h] haired male scoffed before he transported himself elsewhere. Oleander shrugs it off then whistles, commanding the tendrils to suck the inside of Elder Faerie's body.

❝ewwwww!❞

Don't think that way. Oleander has the ability to suck every meat and bone from his victim’s body, leaving them with nothing but skin. Their bodies deflated like a balloon. His tendrils are carnivores.

❝double ewwwww!❞

The tendril wrapped itself around Elder Faerie's neck, allowing the other to insert itself in his mouth to remove everything from inside his body until there's nothing.

❝ew! this came out weird and yet they can't find a way to explain it without making it sound weird!!!❞

“...” Oleander let out a sigh with disappointment when his tendrils let go of the foolish king, “Ugh. He's expired. That's not enough food for my tendrils. All of the faeries are expired. Two or three have already been deflated.”

“Your majesty!” Silverbell and Mercurial Knight shouted out to the king once they arrived at the scene. Elder Faerie choked out the saliva, holding his sore throat. Before they noticed Oleander, he disappeared with the flower.

“Your majesty. Are you alright?” Silverbell asks the choking king.

“I-I’m quite alright…Just a sore throat.” Elder Faerie strained, rubbing his sore throat. Silverbell and Mercurial Knight help him up on his feet. The king apologized, “Sorry that you had to witness this.”

“As long as you're unharmed, then that's fine by me.” Mercurial Knight said. “However, we made a…terrible discovery…”

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❝Ah. This seems like a great spot.❞ Shadow Milk Cookie smiled, plopping down on the bouncing spore. He then patted the spot next to him for [Y] to sit. So [Y] did. Shadow Milk Cookie plops on the male's lap and clears his throat, ❝I shall tell you a tale about the Light of Knowledge and the cookie who lost hope of life. This is a tragic tale about a dear friend of mine…❞

The spirit of Deceit pulled out two cardboard puppets of himself and a cookie that [Y] never seen before.

Light Milk Cookie was wandering in the hall of the Blueberry Yogurt Academy on his way to the library. He slowed down when he heard a soft shriek from the darkness of the hallway. Curious, the male follows the sound cautiously.

“Hello…?” Light Milk Cookie whispered. The soft shriek was getting closer as the male stepped closer until the light lit up in a limping [h] haired male male, injured. The inverted flower took notice of Light Milk Cookie and let out an alerted shriek, shattering the glass and nearly bursting Light Milk 's eardrums.

“Ugh…Enough…” the injured cookie demanded the flower, causing it to stop. The male glare over his shoulder, “...What do you want? Power? Wealth? What is that you foolish, greedy cookie wants from me…?”

“Ah…sorry, I heard shrieking and found you injured.” Light Milk apologized before kneeling before the male, “Are you alright?”

“Stay back…! I don't need your pity.” The injured cookie growled. “You just want to get on my good side so you can stab me in the back…”

“Eh? No. I just want to make sure you're alright?” The dual haired male declined. “A…are you new here? What happened?”

“...I'm not new to Earthbread, but I'm not sure what the hell is this place…” the injured male mumbled. “But I might be safe from that helluva place I used to call home.”

“Whatever happened to you?” Light Milk asked. “Ah. Before you can explain. Let me take you to the clinic.”

❝I met him back at the Blueberry Yogurt Academy, injured. The reason for his injuries was that his own cookies that he created betrayed him.❞ Shadowmilk explained as he showed off the pre-corrupted Red Spider Lily Cookie being attacked by his people. ❝They grew greedy for power and wealth. They want nothing more but greed. They were made to have peace and happiness, but that doesn't last long❞

❝Sad, right? How could they harm someone who wants nothing but peace and happiness? Cookies these days are nothing but disappointment.❞

❝He’s not a bad person, it's the fact that greedy cookies force him into something he's not. I won't forgive those bastards for hurting him.❞

“Ah…poor Red Spider Lily Cookie…” [Y] frowned. Shadow Milk Cookie sigh, lean back against the male’s chest, ❝Yeah. I didn't get the chance to…tell him how I feel…❞

“Oh? What feeling?” [Y] asked innocently.

Shadow Milk Cookie turns to face [Y] with a serious expression on his face. He then cup the male's face and confessed, ❝I love you even if you don't remember me…❞

“...What does that—” Before [Y] could finish questioning it, Shadow Milk Cookie pulled him in a kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, the spirit pulled away and licked his lips, ❝Your lips taste off. Cacao, maybe?❞

“Ah…”

╭      ⁞ ❏. facts

┊      ⁞ ❏. before red spider lily cookie strike fear to earthbread, he been hanging around the pre corrupted beast cookies and grew fond of them

┊      ⁞ ❏. red spider lily cookie has hatred towards the ancient heroes, but despise white lily and dark cacao more

┊      ⁞ ❏. red spider lily wish to take dark cacao’s eye and take it as his own

➤ chapter v.

➤ chapter vii.

[nothirstonmain]

reblogs for reach would be mighty appreciated !! ♡ [bonus; REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!!!!!!! pls archons im desperate-]

[cookiekissers]

can we please get a buring spice x fragile reader, like they want to help and fight/hunt but physical can't because they are that fragile, simply bumbing into another cookie could cause them to crack!

Do Not Go Gently

[Burning Spice Cookie x Fragile Reader]

I was inspired and tried something a little different with this so I hope you like it! and Burning Spice redemption anyone? B)

The life of a Wild Spice was fraught with constant struggle and danger. If you were weak, you would be ground into dust, either by one of the other tribes or by the Great Destroyer himself. And you happened to be one of the weaker spices.

Delicate and fragile by nature, your main ingredient was parsley. The harsh desert winds of your homeland often left your leaves and dough brittle. The stronger Wild Spices almost always belittled you and your small tribe as you barely etched out an existence. You weren't tough and built with natural armour, like the Pepper Pangolins, or strong like the Saffron Buffaloes. But if there was one thing you were, it was tenacious.

When the Great Destroyer returned, you feared that your inherent frailness only spelled ruin for you and your tribe, soon to join the scattered remains of your ancestors. Despite the risks, you boldly joined the other Wild Spice leaders and offered your loyalty and service to Burning Spice Cookie.

He had looked over you and laughed, calling you weak and pathetic. As you knelt there, showing your sincere devotion, you thought it was all over for you. Still, Burning Spice miraculously passed over you and left you be. The Great Destroyer was not known to spare those he thought weak, so you could only imagine that he saw something in you that you hadn't. Since that moment, you were inspired by the Great Destroyer, not out of fear but admiration. You knew he didn't care for you. With a sweep of his hand, he could wipe your existence from this earth in seconds. But still, you fought hard and trained harder until your dough was cracked and crumbling to show that you had a right to continue living. Burning Spice Cookie had spared you. Your life had to mean something to him.

The little thing kneeling at his feet was pathetic. A Cookie so fragile that their dough cracked at the mildest of strikes was not worthy to be in his presence. And yet, instead of hiding from his inevitable fury, here you were. Burning Spice had to admit, you had guts. He didn't want to waste his time crumbling you himself when he knew you wouldn't put up a good fight. It would be far more entertaining to watch you struggle, only for you to fall to your unavoidable fate.

And yet...

That moment never came. Regardless of how grievous your wounds or the crumbling of your dough, you threw yourself back into battle again and again. Unafraid of the death that awaited you. Burning Spice Cookie found himself almost... fascinated by you.

You were so fragile, doomed to fail. And yet... you fought to cling a little longer to your short, pathetic life.

It reminded him of a time long past.

One day, after Burning Spice had enough of the annoying thoughts of you buzzing around his head, he decided to pay your tribe a visit. All the inhabitants of your tribe weren't as tough as you, which was somewhat of a disappointment. They scurried into their homes, terrified of him, or fell to their knees, grovelling at his feet for mercy. But you... you remained standing, like a resolute warrior, poised as if death were coming to claim you. You were unafraid. You had accepted it, but that did not mean you would go without a grand fight.

He approached you, ignoring the rest of your tribe, and you bowed your head in respect to the Great Destroyer. You didn't bow as deeply as you used to, but Burning Spice let it slide.

You had changed. Your eyes held a solemn understanding, and your dough was now riddled with scars, honourable rewards of fighting to see another day.

Burning Spice Cookie watched you, realizing he had no words. Why had curiosity brought him here to see you? He couldn't come up with an answer. His previous excuse of being amused by your antics had faded into something... else.

You broke the silence and invited Burning Spice Cookie into your humble home, and he accepted. Your tribe was astonished at their leader, who stood fearlessly in front of the Great Destroyer, and he had not razed their village to the ground in retaliation.

"Well, this is a surprise." Burning Spice Cookie mused. It was still surprising to him. Destruction was the end of all things, whether by his hand or not. But you stood in the face of it and fought it. Refusing to meet it on its terms.

"That I'm still here?" You replied bluntly, an amused smile on your face. Burning Spice Cookie would usually have felt excitement upon discovering a Cookie like you - someone who could ignite his passion and provide a worthy challenge now that you had grown stronger against all odds. However, that’s not how he felt at this moment. It wasn't even boredom. Instead, he felt the same solemness reflected in your eyes.

Burning Spice Cookie asked you to be his right hand. The request came so suddenly that it left you momentarily stunned. All the strife and gruelling work you had endured had finally paid off in a way you never could have imagined.

"Yes, I would be honored, my lord. Thank you." You said, quickly bowing your head deeply in gratitude.

Burning Spice Cookie knew that your luck was going to eventually run out and your fragile dough would crumble, slipping through his fingers like the sands of time. Like with all things, it was inevitable, regardless of how hard you fought to cling to your pitiful life.

But he would be there when it happened, he would watch you. He would burn your rage into his mind as you descended into the endless night, fighting and spitting for just one more day.

Once you joined your ancestors, he would remember you. Always.

[amphibiahawks321]

[In Frost queen cookie's palace, the snow falling outside as Frost queen cookie's expression immediately changes as she sees Y/N cookie entering her palace with multiple layers of coats and scarves, shivering a bit]

[Frost queen cookie without saying a word immediately walks up to him with a shock expression]

M!Reader cookie : I-I hope I'm not disturbing! H–Hehe I Uhh... I wanted to visit!

[As much as Frost queen cookie wanted to lecture him, she can't help but let her icy aura soften by seeing him]

Frost queen : Sighs... You are aware that there are other ways to reach here right, snowdrop...?

M!Reader cookie : Pftt well yeah! I just Can't help myself!

[.....Frost queen cookie stares at Y/N cookie with a loving frustration expression as she bends down a bit, hold both onto Y/N cookie and gave him a kiss on the cheek which instantly made Y/N cookie blush with a smile]

Frost queen : Come on, let's get you warmed up.... You seem really uncomfortable wearing those, the layers seemed to be heavy...

M!Reader cookie : Oh trust me my queen, it is....

[Y/N cookie sprint a bit to walk up next to frost queen cookie and hold her hand making her expression more relaxed]

20 Minutes later

.........

[Y/N cookie sitting while drinking a cup of hot cocoa sitting near a small enchanted flame, wrapped in a fluffy blanket]

Frost queen : I never imagined anyone would be bold or foolish enough to intrude upon my domain uninvited...

M!Reader cookie : Guess you could say I made a... Cold entrance

Frost queen : ......

Frost queen : ....You’re fortunate I tolerate your foolish humor

M!Reader cookie : Dear, let's be honest, you love that about me~

[heavenisabove]

𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙒𝘼𝙄𝙏 ࿐ ˊˎ-

hello, I'm rei. I'm trans (ftm) and I am 19. I write fandom x male readers.

I don't do masterlists cuz they take up my time and energy (o_ _)ﾉ彡☆

this is a sfw/nsfw blog. so minors dni to the nsfw stuff.

female readers dni, genderfluid readers can interact.

proshippers, homophobes, etc DNI !!!

that's all for now (until I add more things..)

[brittle-doughie]

The Incorrect Quote Cookie Jar V1.5

Apologies for going dead for a while, sometimes I’m motivated to do a couple posts, sometimes I just post whenever. An Easter short is arriving soon! I might make a new part when I find enough quotes

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Kouign-Amann Cookie: Why does Y/N Cookie call you baby-girl?

Prune Juice Cookie: [blushing intensely] How about we stop talking for a little while!

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Y/N Cookie: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Peppercorn Cookie:

Peppercorn Cookie: I'm gonna tell them.

Centipede Cookie: Don't you dare.

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Light Cream Cookie: Y/N Cookie , are you drinking… drinking hydrogen peroxide?!

Y/N Cookie: It says H2O2! That means it’s the sequel to water!

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Lotus Dragon Cookie: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone.

Y/N Cookie: And I need you to be less vague and weird.

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Golden Cheese Cookie, near tears: Please, Y/N Cookie, I don’t speak meme! I don't know what a 'yeet' is!

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Y/N Cookie: Well, Frost Queen Cookie and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Y/N Cookie: That's right...We kissed!

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Pure Vanilla Cookie: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room.

Dark Cacao Cookie: Screw that, I’m not kissing any of you.

*Y/N Cookie walks in*

Dark Cacao Cookie: Fine, I’ll do it. Rules are rules you know.

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Sea Fairy Cookie: Due to personal reasons, I will be sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Moonlight Cookie: Did Y/N Cookie say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?

Sea Fairy Cookie: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–

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Y/N Cookie: Have you heard of Murphy’s law? The one where if something can go wrong, it will go wrong?

Jungleberry Cookie: Yeah, I have.

Y/N Cookie: Have you heard of Cole’s law?

Jungleberry Cookie: Is this a joke about coleslaw?

Y/N Cookie: …maybe.

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