#pastel meringue cookie crob

[lalovi]

Appreciation to our pink boys ♡

Featuring: Peach Blossom, Pastel Meringue, Whipped Cream

``Just close your eyes...``

Warnings: proofread (but badly)

"My, you're looking quite worn out today... rough day?" Peach Blossom smiles at you softly- just as he always does.

It was late at night, maybe around 12ish. Work today had been excruciating, yet it seems a certain someone decided to stay up and wait for you anyway.

You sigh, closing the door behind you and dropping your bags near instantly. He hurried over to you and removed your jacket. "Shh, it's okay. You can just rest here with me~" He left a quick kiss on your cheek and pulled you over to the couch.

The warm smile never seemed to leave his face. You wondered if he was even capable of frowning at all. Sure... work was exhausting at times and your co-workers sucked, but it was all worth it in the end when you got to come home to your beloved.

"Now.." He gazed into your eyes, gently tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. Though, his hand seemed to linger while cupping your face. "Would you like me to run you bath? Or maybe you'd prefer some tea... Whatever you want."

You tilted his chin upwards ever so slightly, leaving a kiss on his lips. Sweet, you'd think to yourself. "More of those, perhaps?"

Somehow, his face seemed to soften even more, and the faintest of pinks dashed his cheeks. "Of course. Whatever you want, my love."

``Just close your eyes...``

---

"Look who finally decided to show up! You took so long I nearly thought you had forgotten about me." Pastel Meringue crossed his arms and sent you a glare.

Loose prices of fabric and random tools were scattered all around the workroom, though an impressive array of garments were ready on a rack nearby.

"Sorry, something came up-" you sheepishly replied.

He huffed. "You better be sorry. I don't let just anyone model my clothes, you know." He hopped off of his chair and walked up to you, though his glare seemed to lessen.

"Come now, time is of the essence!" He grabbed your wrist and dragged you over to the clothes you were supposed to model. "Pick whichever you want to try on first. Just know we have to get through all of these today."

After getting into one of the outfits, you reappeared infront of Pastel Meringue. He sort of just gazed at you for a while, seemingly admiring you before smiling. "Well? Give me a little twirl so I can see what I'm working with~"

The rest of the day went similarly. You'd try on more outfits, Pastel Meringue would make some comments here and there before you move don't the next outfit.

Now it was the last outfit and Pastel Meringue was fiddling with some fabric near your neck. "Maybe this set would look better with white accents instead of blue..." He'd mumble to himself.

He turned around to his desk and gathered some tools.

"I'm sure it'll look great no matter what you pick. Your designs always turn out that way."

He sighed and looked toward the ground, though he could not help the small smile that appeared on his face.

"Yeah yeah, now stay still while I take some extra measurements."

``Just close your eyes...``

---

Whipped Cream... ever the graceful dancer. You watched with great interest in how his body moved. It looked so natural to him...

"You know you don't have to just watch, right?" His movements stopped when he looked at you.

"What-?"

"Come on, we should dance together!" He smiled enthusiastically at you, expectantly waiting for an answer.

"Wouldn't I just mess you up?"

A low chuckle escaped his lips. "Mess me up? In front of who? There's no audience here."

"Even so, I don't even know ballet. I wouldn't know where to begin."

"We don't have to do ballet. We can always do something else like slow dancing if you'd prefer. I just want to dance with you~"

"I still don't think I'd be very good at it. And besides-"

Whipped Cream cut you off in the middle of your ramble. "You always make things so complicated." He sighed before getting closer to you and extending his hand. "May I have this dance?"

You looked at him peculiarly before reluctantly placing your hand in his and muttering a 'yes'.

He smiled and kissed your hand before pulling you into a twirl.

"Relax, dove... Let me guide you."

``Just close your eyes...``

[rinfoil]

[fallofthecelestial]

[monkieninja]

My last draws/sketches on this month and year) 🎉✨

[jellyblitz]

stingy little freak

[pokophobia]

doll boy

[nasutchi]

POV: Project fashion week

[cl0wnhaus]

i like this one

[dulesknight]

The girls are fighting

[brittle-doughie]

Fashion Week 2?

B/N = business name

Your business is always a pleasure, my darling. Take care now!

“Oh you! Don’t be surprised if you find a party invitation in the mail soon!”

You bid Cheesecake Cookie goodbye as you went to assess your inventory. Those clothes took a bunch of resources to make, so it was wise to take note of how much you had left before you decide to head into the city for more.

A knocking came from your shop door, you announce whoever was out there to come in!

“Paper delivery to Y/N Cookie, fresh off the presses!”

Ah, you accepted the newspaper and thanked the cookie before sending him on his way. You unrolled it and looked at the major headline that covered the page it was on.

“Super Fashion Week returns this year with another set of aspiring designers that plan to wow audiences with their style of clothing!”

“The theme of this line being of “transformation”, with two rising designers in particular leading the charge, Pastel Meringue Cookie of Romantic Sugar, and Currant Cream Cookie of Crown Punky!”

Ah yes, fresh talent. This line of work could use a couple more of those. You can’t really favor one over the other for now, both of their styles do what they do best, you’re certain there will be fans for either one of them, that’s a given.

“The famous designers of the last Fashion Week, Chocolate Bonbon Cookie and Sour Belt Cookie will be attending this Week’s fashion show! It is unknown if designer Y/N Cookie of B/N will be attending the occasion! The two designers agree that they should though with their remarks!”

Hm?

“With such great work coming from Pastel and Currant, it saddens me to hear that Y/N Cookie is not amongst the line up. I’ve worked with this cookie before and the talent I’ve seen with flavor and texture, they’re a natural. It would be truly wonderful if Y/N Cookie were to participate in this fashion week! If you ever want attire that suits you, I would recommend B/N. You’d be getting wonderful outfits and would be helping a close friend of mine!”

“Y/N Cookie’s stuff is really good, so you could imagine how surprised I was that they weren’t joining in on this fashion week. They were the cookie to go to if you were in need of some cool outfits, the quality is well worth the coins! They’re not limited by anything, so you can usually just stroll in and ask for something. You’d not only be helping them with your business, but for me too by takin’ my advice!”

You looked over to your line of clothes, were they really good enough to be presented on stage? You had your doubts, but if Bonbon and Sour Belt say that your stuff is great, then that gave you some confidence in your ability to make clothes.

It would also be a neat opportunity to meet these two new designers of Pastel and Currant, maybe you all could be pals in the end?

[vanillaverses]

pastel meringue!! technically a wip i wanna try and paint over this though idk when I’ll get 2 doing that,,

[lalovi]

AN: Very into yandere core rn, idk why. 🤷‍♀️

Oneshot

Warnings: Yandere, kind of willing reader, implied blood

-Be Mine-

You carefully ran a hand over the delicate envelope, admiring how the pretty off-white seemed to glow in the daylight.

It was laced with the same scent it always had as well. A very feint sweet smell would fill up the room.

It looked so pristine that, if you hadn't already known better, you would have thought it was completely ordinary.

That was far from the truth, though.

These letters has been appearing at your door none stop, all signed with the same name being "Your true love".

You weren't dating anybody though.

What's weirder is that they had all been written with an odd ink.

A bloodied red.

Maybe you should have been more concerned, but you weren't.

The way the ink had dried, how it felt against your finger as you began to gently trace the letters.

The heavenly white accompanied by that deep red was truely a sight to behold, and you couldn't help but admire the letter for hours upon hours.

But it had only two words on it.

Two small words in the center of the page.

"Be Mine."

This was by far the shortest letter you had received.

But that didn't make it any less intriguing.

Your hazy eyes re-read those words over and over again.

You should have been concerned with all of the concerning the letters would say.

But the only concern you had was if you'd ever be able to meet this mysterious lover.

Maybe it's about time you write back a response.

Affogato, Espresso, Shadow Milk Cookie, Prune Juice, Pure Vanilla, Pastel Meringue, Longan, +Your favorites

[rinfoil]

[softichill]

Tailor

[crou-ton]

I miss them ☹️

In my cookie run phase again

I'm probably posting more wips if I get the motivation to-

[jellyblitz]

"is this a cookie run account now?" yeah. sorry everyone