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luv-lock · 2 months ago

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⸻ ᴅ ᴇ ʟ ɪ ᴄ ɪ ᴏ ᴜ ꜱ ⸻

Pairing: Laios Touden x Fem Reader

Headcanon: How would he be when he's obsessed?

Notes: English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

The first time Laios saw you, he swore you were something out of a myth.

“You’re amazing!” he had blurted after you single-handedly took down a particularly pesky scorpion-beast. “That throw, the precision! Have you always been this skilled?”

You’d laughed, shrugging off his admiration, but it was already too late. Laios was hooked.

It started small. The way his eyes lit up every time you spoke about your favorite foods. He’d lean in, listening intently, like your words held the secrets of the universe. You figured he was just being polite—until you caught him scribbling something in his journal.

“Laios, what are you writing?” you’d asked, trying to peek over his shoulder.

“Oh, nothing!” he said, slamming the book shut, his grin wide and suspiciously sheepish. “Just notes about the dungeon! Very important research!”

You thought nothing of it—until the next day, when Laios presented you with a dish made entirely out of dungeon monsters.

“I remembered you said you liked stews,” he explained, practically bouncing on his heels. “So I made this! It’s manticore tail with some wild dungeon herbs. Don’t worry, it’s safe! I taste-tested it three times!”

You blinked at the bowl he shoved into your hands. The stew smelled... surprisingly good. Hesitantly, you took a bite, and your eyes widened.

“This is amazing, Laios!”

And that was the moment. That was when you unknowingly sealed your fate.

He always made sure you had the best portion of whatever monster they managed to cook. "You need to try this! The texture is so unique—perfect for someone with your refined palate," he’d say, sliding a perfectly roasted slice of basilisk tail onto your plate with almost childlike eagerness.

Or how he’d insist on walking beside you, his gaze flicking to your face every few moments as though trying to memorize every shift in your expression. "Did you see that? Your eyes lit up when you looked at the cave crystals," he once noted, his tone as soft as the warm glow of the dungeon lamps.

“Are you hungry?” he’d ask, far too frequently. You weren’t sure why he’d stare at you so intently whenever you answered. He had a way of watching you eat that bordered on unnerving—eyes wide, as if every bite you took held profound meaning.

When you laughed, he smiled so widely it was almost painful to look at, his cheeks flushed with delight. “Your laugh,” he once said, utterly sincere, “reminds me of the soft whistle of steam escaping a pot of stew right before it’s done.”

That was Laios for you. Always comparing you to food.

"Are you cold?" he asked one evening, already shrugging off his cloak to drape it over your shoulders. “Here, take this. You need it more than I do.”

You tried to protest, but he shook his head. "No, no, I insist! If you got sick, I’d—" His voice faltered, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of something darker in his eyes. “I’d never forgive myself.”

At first, it was easy to dismiss it as harmless admiration. Laios loved everything—food, dungeons, and his companions. But then it started to feel... heavier.

One day you find out that he’d carved a tiny figurine of you out of monster bone. "It’s not creepy, I swear!" he exclaimed when you stared at it in shock. "I just thought your likeness would look amazing in bone. Look at the detail on the hair!"

At some point, it started becoming... stranger. You woke up one morning to find him crouched near your bedroll, carefully observing your face. When you jolted awake, he beamed at you like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. “Oh, sorry! I just... you look so peaceful when you sleep. Like a dragon curled around its treasure.”

He wasn’t even trying to be creepy—he just meant it. That was the worst part.

Then there were the meals he tailored specifically to your tastes—so specific that you wondered how he knew what you craved before you did. "I noticed how you wrinkled your nose at the slime pudding last week, so I’ve been experimenting with a recipe that’s more palatable for you," he explained, his smile as bright as the dungeon’s glowing moss.

And the lengths he went to for you... they started to escalate. A particularly rare flower monster once tried to entangle you with its thorny vines, and Laios lost his usual jovial composure. His sword swung with ferocity, his face a mask of rage. When the creature was finally reduced to a pile of pulp, he turned to you, breathless. “Are you hurt? It touched you—I saw it touch you.”

You assured him you were fine, but he was already rummaging through the remains of the creature, muttering something about using its petals to brew a protective potion for you.

“I can’t stand the idea of anything harming you,” he said softly, not looking at you. “You’re... too important.”

It wasn’t just his actions; it was the way he spoke to you, the way he talked about you when he thought you weren’t listening.

“She’s incredible,” you overheard him say to Marcille one evening as they prepared camp. “She’s so strong, and clever, and kind. Did you see the way she handled that mimic today? I—I just can’t imagine this party without her.”

Marcille sighed, clearly used to his ramblings. “Yes, Laios. She’s great. But you might want to ease up a little. You’re... intense.”

“Intense?” Laios frowned, as if the idea had never occurred to him. “I just want her to feel appreciated! She deserves that. She deserves everything.”

And yet, despite the obsessive edge, Laios’s affection was oddly pure. He didn’t stalk you through the dungeon or try to isolate you from the others—though you sometimes caught him watching you with a dreamy, faraway look, as if he were already imagining the next meal he’d cook for you.

And yet, there was something unsettling in his devotion. It wasn’t malicious, but it was overwhelming. Laios had always been insatiable when it came to things he loved—monster cuisine, dungeon exploration, rare artifacts. Now, that insatiable hunger was directed at you.

His obsession was his way of showing love: an all-consuming desire to protect you, to make you smile, to ensure you were never hungry, never in danger. It wasn’t the dark, suffocating kind of obsession that trapped you. It was... Laios.

"I wonder," he mused one evening as the fire crackled between the party, "if there’s a way to preserve this moment forever. You, here, with me... It’s perfect."

For all his warmth and cheer, there was an intensity in his words that made you shiver.

And somehow, that made it all the harder to resist.

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roanofarcc · 6 months ago

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THE OLD FASHIONED WAY

pairing. trevor lefkowtiz x alive!reader

summary. You had always regarded your ability to see ghosts as odd, until you met Sam and her eclectic group of ghosts.

warnings. kind of/kind of not happy ending, ig? sad trevor :( angsty and a little flirty. reader gets stood up.

word count. 3.8K || masterlist

a/n. alive!reader HURTS but in the best way

trevor tag list. @marcos-scorpion , @youngdumbamericanteen

“I have one last, fun, interview question,” Sam said and you inwardly cringed. You had sat through so many job interviews that you knew a ‘fun’ question was normally anything but. Nevertheless, you smiled politely and nodded at her to continue asking. “What are your thoughts on ghosts?”

You laughed, against your will. It was a reflexive response that you immediately regretted. “Sorry!” you rushed out.

She didn’t seem put off by your laughing. “I know, it’s a ridiculous question. But the last guy that worked here…uh, this place may, potentially, be haunted. Not that I know, but there’s speculation. I just want to know how you feel about ghosts. Do you believe in them? Do you think it's all a bunch of mumbo-jumbo?” That was probably one of the oddest interview questions you’d ever been asked, but it was better than explaining how your weaknesses were really strengths. It also felt pointed.

You didn’t know Sam and she didn’t know you, but the question made it sound like she knew your weird talent. And for some reason, you didn’t feel the embarrassment you normally did when someone brought up the concept of ghosts. There was something about Sam that compelled you to tell the truth, even against your better judgment.

��Actually, that’s kind of a funny story-” you started, but were cut off.

“Samatha, when you are done, your assistance is needed in the television room. Someone believes it is his turn to watch another horrible film of space nonsense, but I distinctly recall it being my turn to watch those horrible women pick out whorish dresses for their weddings.” A woman appeared at the threshold of the entryway and the living room, dressed in a gown not from that century with her red locks pinned up in a curious updo. You were taken back, confused when your eyes fell on the man that stood beside her, dressed formally on top but lacking anything but socks and shoes on his bottom half.

“First of all, Star Wars is not ‘space nonsense’ it's one of the biggest movies, like, ever,” the man started. “And second of all, you just got to watch your pick two days ago.”

Sam cleared her throat, ignoring the two with a tight-lipped smile. You looked between the two, which seemed to confuse them. “I’m so sorry, will you excuse me for one second? I’ve got to take care of something really fast.”

“Yeah, of course. Take your time. I don’t mess around when it comes to Star Wars either,” you said.

The two people overlapped in with a ‘what?’ and an ‘excuse me?’ Sam stared at you wide-eyed, mouth slightly agape as she looked between the two figures behind her and you. “Hold on, can you see them?”

It took a moment for you to understand why that was odd, which was too long if you were being honest. Obviously, no one was walking around in a gown like that or pantsless for no reason. You weren’t looking at cooky guests, but rather ghosts. Did nowhere not have any spirits lingering? It seemed like every job you worked or applied to had ghosts haunting the building. Though, you supposed out of all of the places, it did make the most sense for the old mansion to be haunted.

But Sam wasn’t a ghost, but she seemed to be able to at least hear the ones in the threshold. “Can you see them?” you asked.

“Y-Yeah. I can.”

“Me too.” You have been able to see ghosts since you were little. As a child, most of your friends were the collection of ghosts that inhabited your childhood home. You thought you’d eventually outgrown it, but you never did. Now, nearly everywhere you ventured, you encountered dead people. It was interesting, a little obnoxious at times, and often made you feel like a freak of nature. But the woman in front of you could see them too; that was a first.

Sam sat speechless for a moment before she said, “You’re hired.”

You weren’t sure what to expect, working in the haunted mansion. In your lifetime, you’d encountered just about every kind of ghost, so you prepared yourself for anything when Sam introduced you. The Woodstone ghosts were an eclectic bunch, comprised of ghosts spanning nearly every decade. They were interesting, to say the least. But even if they had ended up being terrible, you were just happy to be around someone who shared your ability to see them.

Sam and Jay had set you up at the front desk, putting you in charge of checking in guests. And when it was slow, the Woodstone ghosts often found their way to you if Sam was busy.

One ghost in particular liked to hang around you, Trevor. He was the definition of an overgrown frat brother, with a lazy smirk and incessant flirtatious attitude. Every time he sauntered up to the front desk, calling your name, you made a habit of rolling your eyes.

“Good morning,” you greeted, tone flat as you clicked away on the computer.

Trevor leaned against the desk, his gaze burning into the side of your face. “How you doin’?” he said, and you sighed.

“Watching Friends again, I see?”

He blew air from his cheeks, deflating just slightly. “I’m a little rusty, okay?”

“Rusty? At what?”

“This,” he pointed between you and him. “Flirting.”

You laughed and shook your head. “Is that what’s happening?”

“Well, yeah. My flirting with Sam is useless because she and Jay are annoyingly sweet together. But you…” Trevor trailed on, a smirk on his lips and a certain cocky attitude wrapped up in his voice.

“I hate to burst your bubble, no-pants, but we’re not exactly… compatible.”

He raised his brows. “Because I’m dead?” You winced slightly. You didn’t want to be the one to say it; some ghosts were really sensitive to that, but Trevor didn’t seem too bothered. He shrugged like he saw it as no big deal. “I see that as a minor roadblock.”

As much as you wanted to roll your eyes once more and shut him down, you were impressed at his relentlessness.

You thought after a couple of weeks of working at Woodstone, Trevor’s ploy to win you over would fade alongside his attention. But he started to hang around you even more than when you first started, and you two had created a weird but kind of nice rapport of his continued flirting, peppered with more authentic conversations sprinkled in. He told you stories of his college days and the assholes he befriended before they ended up killing him in that every house. You told him about your own school days and how you were currently floating through the motions of young adulthood, trying to figure things out.

“Scoring a job here was nice,” you said, comfortably resting your elbows on the front desk as Trevor stood across from you, listening intently.

“Yeah,” he said. “Sam and Jay are pretty cool.” He paused, toying with the end of his tie. “So, you think you’ll stick around?”

A small smile fell across your lips. “I think so. Things are pretty interesting around here.”

“Well, if you ever want them to be more interesting, let me know.”

“Oh, yeah?” you asked, raising your brows.

“Oh yeah. I could rile up the basement ghosts, convince Thor minivans are enemy warships, you name it.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “You are something else.”

“Careful,” he teased. “That almost sounded like a compliment.”

“It was supposed to,” you replied, not missing a beat.

Trevor’s eyes widened just slightly, the smirk wiped right off his face and was replaced by something that resembled confusion with a slight fluster. Clearing his throat, he managed to say, “Oh.” You didn’t know ghosts could blush until that moment, even with their lack of blood, because Trevor’s cheeks tinted a light shade of pink as he made up some excuse to leave, mumbling something about helping Sass before he hurried away.

You chuckled, resuming your work as another guest popped in.

To say your dating life was pathetic would be a polite understatement. It was almost nonexistent, which is why when an attractive-looking person popped up on the dating app you forced yourself to get, you got your hopes up a little too high. Sam had encouraged you to go out on a date with them, excitingly helping you get ready and everything.

You had been excited, believing it was a fresh start for you. First a new job and then a new romantic interest. Unfortunately, after waiting at the restaurant, alone, for a solid hour, you realized your dating life had quickly circled back around to being pathetic. Embarrassment didn’t quite cover how you felt as you left the restaurant and headed back home to wallow.

The following day at work, the second you stepped inside the mansion, Sam was there with an excited energy, ready to hear all about your date. She grabbed your hand and dragged you into the kitchen before you could protest. She had made tea and had left off sweets Jay had made for the guests yesterday. The other ghosts lounged around the kitchen too, and you felt even more embarrassed to talk about your total bust of a date around all of them.

But you slouched down in the one empty seat and let Sam push a mug of tea in front of you.

“Tell me everything!” she insisted.

You smiled politely but it didn’t stay on your face long before it morphed into a frown. “There’s not much to tell,” you sighed. “They stood me up.”

“Wait, seriously?” Trevor said, seated beside you, brows furrowed.

“No call, no apology, nothing. I sat there for an hour, like an idiot.” You rubbed your forehead, a scratchy feeling in your throat. There was no way you were going to cry in front of your boss and the ghosts. You tried to swallow down your emotions as you stared at the steam curling up from your tea.

Sam’s frown deepened. “I’m so sorry.”

“That is why you should meet suitors the old-fashioned way; not on the web,” Hetty said.

“People meet online all of the time,” Sam said. “Bad dates happen, but you’ll find someone.”

“At this rate, I’ll die alone,” you muttered before realizing your audience. “Sorry.”

“Dying alone not so bad,” Thor said, in his own odd way to cheer you up. “Die here!”

“Thor,” Sam sighed but you laughed lightly. “I’d prefer no one else to die in the house.”

The Viking shrugged. “Just suggestion.”

You picked at your fingernails, the same pit that’s been in your stomach since your ruined dinner last night turned.

Someone called from the entryway, the newest guest at the mansion. You moved to stand, but Sam waved you off. “I got it. You stay here, finish your tea.” You started to object, but she left before you could. With a huff, you sank back down in the chair.

“You’re young, you got plenty of time. If I learned anything from being alive, dating in your twenties is usually a, what’s that phrase Jay uses?”

Flower piped up, “A shit-show!”

Alberta nodded. “Yeah, a shit-show. Brush it off and get back out there, while you’re still young and hot.”

You smiled. “I’ll try. But you might be right, Hetty.” Maybe dating apps weren’t the way you were going to find someone. Old-fashioned dating sounded a little bit like a nightmare, but you figured it’d pay off more than mindless swiping through apps until another asshole stands you up.

“I normally am,” Hetty said.

The ghosts dispersed, going about their day-to-day while you lingered in the kitchen. Trevor stayed with you, quietly drumming his fingers against his bare knees. “At least you didn’t get catfished by a dead dude.”

“Excuse me?”

“I did that once,” he said. “Catfished Jay’s sister, actually. I didn’t know she was Jay’s sister at first, obviously. But, uh, yeah. It was a whole mess. I tried to possess her friend’s body, but he ended up almost dying, so it was a total bust. Then Sam started putting the iPad in the drawer.”

You laughed, that pit in your stomach easing just a little. “That’s insane,” you said. “A ghost on a dating app. For all know that’s why my date stood me up.” That sounded a little better than them just not being interested in meeting up with you in person. “But I doubt it.”

Trevor shrugged. “It’s possible.”

“I think it might just be me. I’ve never been great at the whole ‘dating’ thing.”

“I find that hard to believe,” Trevor said. “Looking like that, I’m surprised you don’t have every weekend booked.”

You shook your head, a little flattered and a little exasperated. “Definitely not. But by the sounds of it, you did.”

He smirked, throwing his hands up in a ‘what can I say’ gesture. “I got around, if that’s what you’re implying.”

It was odd, being around ghosts. To you, it never felt super different than hanging around livings. Besides the ability to touch them, the ghosts were every bit as real as Sam and Jay. You had started to forget that the Woodstone ghosts were just that, until they did something that knocked you back to reality. Trevor, being the most recent death, made it even harder to tell the difference. You could almost convince yourself he was living.

“Did you ever have a serious relationship before you died?” you asked, curious.

Trevor thought for a moment before he shook his head. “Nah. I was having too much fun being a bachelor and screwing around with my buddies to care about anything serious.” He paused, his smug attitude slipping away a little. “I didn’t know I was gonna end up dying before I could, though. I guess I would have liked to.”

“You guess?”

He looked a little zoned out, staring at something across the kitchen with his brows slightly knitted together. “I don’t know, I didn’t think much about it until I died.”

Sympathy fell hard against your shoulders, and you itched to reach out to Trevor and offer some kind of comfort but you couldn’t. Instead, you said, “I’m sorry.”

He tried to brush it off, regaining his normal composure but it didn’t shine in his eyes like it usually did. “It’s whatever. I don’t ever have to worry about going on a first date again, which is nice; those were always awful. And getting your heart broken probably sucks, so at least I’ll miss out on that.”

“You never had your heart broken?” you asked, impressed. Even though you’ve never had a super-serious relationship, you had a tendency to fall for your crushes hard, which usually resulted in a broken heart.

“Nope.”

“That’s pretty lucky,” you said. If you could go the rest of your life without a broken heart, you thought that’d be nice.

“It’s an interesting choice for a bachelor party, don’t you think?” Alberta said, but you had to ignore her because of the group of men you were checking in. You did agree though. The B&B was perfect for weddings and romantic weekend getaways. It was the kind of place you brought a family or your parents, not a bachelor party. But the men didn’t look like the kind to get too rowdy. The groom, in your small talk, had said they were just looking for a quiet weekend to unwind before the wedding chaos. They wanted to play video games and board games, drink whiskey, and catch whatever game was on TV. It was rather sweet, you thought.

“You’re all set. Is there anything else I can do for you?” The groom said no before thanking you and leading his small group of friends up the stairs. They weren’t up there for long though. After they carried in their bags and settled in, the group was back in the entryway, waiting for a car to take them into town, where they planned to bar-hop for the evening.

One of the groomsmen found himself at the front counter, handsome and smiley as he met your gaze.

“Do you have any bar recommendations? So far, our ‘bar-crawl’ only consists of two bars,” the groomsman asked.

You hummed in thought before replying, “The Black Dog is nice. It’s right on Main Street, if you’re heading downtown.”

“Do you hang out there often?”

“Sometimes.”

“So it has pretty company then, huh?” Your eyes widened and a flustered laugh fell from your lips.

From a couple of feet away, some of the ghosts had gathered to observe the new guests. A loud scoff sounded from Trevor before he said, “Seriously?”

You ignored him in favor of not looking crazy in front of the guests. “Oh, uh, no-”

“Oh, come on,” the groomsman said. “I’d say you’re pretty, really pretty, actually.”

Your face felt hot, and you tried to focus on the man in front of you, but the ghosts refused to stop talking.

“Get a load of this guy,” Trevor huffed.

“He’s got game, I’ll give him that,” Alberta said, to which Trevor scoffed once more. “What? Look at him.”

“Thank you,” you said.

The groomsman tilted his head to the side, pausing for a beat before he said, “Would it be too much to ask when you get off work?”

“A little.”

He held his hands up and chuckled. “Fair enough.”

“This can’t seriously be working on you?” Trevor said. “Look at this guy! He’s got khakis and a polo on!”

“At least he is wearing pants,” said Hetty.

“Unbelievable.” Trevor got closer to the counter, much to your disdain. It was hard enough trying to look sane in front of the guests when the ghosts were talking to each other, let alone you. “You’re clearly out of his league-”

“Enough!” you said, raising your voice regrettably so.

The groomsman looked at you oddly. “Whoa, sorry I-”

“No!” you quickly cut him off. “Not you! I was, um, I-”

“Dude, let’s go! The car’s here!” the groom shouted from the front door, beckoning the groomsman over.

He shot you one last smile, dipping his head in goodbye as he followed his friends out of the mansion. The door closed loudly behind them before the house was drenched in cold silence. The ghosts all stood quietly as you glared. “How many times have you asked you guys not to talk to me when I’m helping guests?”

“I don’t know if that counted as helping-” Sass started but shut his mouth when you shifted your glare onto him.

You mumbled under your breath before you left the front counter and bee-lined for the kitchen. Sam and Jay were out for the evening, leaving the mansion in your hands.

You only got a singular second to yourself before Trevor appeared in the room with you. Rubbing your fingers against your forehead, you asked him. “What was that?”

He pressed his lips into a thin line for a moment before he shrugged and said, “He was flirting with you, clearly, and was out of your league like I said.”

You stared at him, the way he fiddled with his tie and avoided your eyes. Then it hit you. “Are you jealous?”

He blinked. “W-What? No…” By the way, his voice trailed off, you felt a terrible knot tangle in your stomach.

“Trevor…”

“Don’t,” he quickly said, shaking his head. “Don’t do that. I don’t…I don’t need that,” he gestured to the very clear glaze of pity in your eyes, but you couldn’t help it. You felt bad, really, terribly bad.

A heavy breath slipped from your lips as you walked toward him, placing yourself right in front of him. His lips tugged downward in a still sadness that made your heart ache. “I’m really sorry.”

Trevor sighed, “Don’t be. It’s…ugh.” He pressed his hands against his eyes, laughing bitterly at himself. “I’m dead,” he said. “You’re not.”

“Yeah,” you breathed out, unsure of what else to say. Maybe if you had met him in a different life, one where you both were either alive or dead, you’d take his flirting more to heart. But that wasn’t your current situation. You existed in different realms, untouchable but on each other’s paths. You’d never described your ability as cruel until that moment.

“And I’m an idiot,” he added.

“No, you’re not. If things were different…” Even saying the words aloud, they felt bitter on your tongue, doing more harm than good. You could tell by the wince that twitched in Trevor’s face.

He smiled sadly, recovering from just the implication of your unfinished sentence. “But they’re not.” He let out a breathy sigh before he nodded his head toward the kitchen door. “I’m gonna go,” he said, slipping away before you could say anything else.

The next couple of days passed uncomfortably inside the mansion. Trevor barely showed his face, and you felt worse and worse by the hour. Hetty and Issac kept you company at the front desk, making light conversation between their reassurance that Trevor would be okay. But your guilt weighed on you. You didn’t know how to make it better; you feared you wouldn’t be able to.

But things came to a turn on the last day the bachelor party was there. The handsome groomsman had left his number on a slip of paper that you crumbled and shoved in your pocket, heavy on your side. You watched as they pulled out of the driveway and when you were alone, you unrolled the paper with his number, staring at it so intently you missed a presence appear beside you.

“You should call him.” Trevor’s voice started you. You yelped and clutched your heart, which brought a small smile to his lips.

“What?”

He sighed, shifting in his shoes and looking a little unsure of himself. “That’s his number, right?” You nodded. “You should call him.”

“Oh, no-”

Trevor cut you off. “Why not?” Because you felt bad, but you didn’t need to say that for Trevor to understand. “Don’t not call him because of me. Seriously, I…I lied when I said I’ve never had my heart broken.”

You peered at him, confused. “Why?”

“Because it sounded a little pathetic to say I crush hard. I liked my recess teacher so much that I cried like a baby when I had to move to fourth grade. In high school, my girlfriend of two weeks broke up with me because she was moving schools and I faked sick for three days because I was so, embarrassingly heartbroken. It’s just how I am,” he admitted, much to your surprise. “But I’ll get over it. It’s like not it would have worked out with me being dead and all. It was stupid.”

“It wasn’t stupid,” you said. “And you’re not pathetic. It’s sweet, actually. Really sweet.”

Trevor shrugged. “I’m glad someone thinks so.” He pointed a finger at the paper in your hands. “Call him, okay? You deserve a good date, the old-fashioned way.”

And so you did, the old-fashioned way.

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yanderecandystore · 2 years ago

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I love the yandere monster story, can I make a wish for some yandere monster boy naga who is looking for a mate to carry his eggs and live the rest of his life together forever?

I don't condone yandere shit irl, but if you bang a naga man someday I'll give you a pass and a cookie, you mad lad. Not proofread enough lmao, also sorry but I really don't know how to type s e x.

Tw/Tags: straight up NSFW/+18 scene (written by someone who struggles to imagine sex- So we don't guarantee quality) // not very descriptive genitals, if at all // the usual yandereness + breeding kink; possessive behavior; manipulation; suffocation; implied oviposition but not really cause I'm dumb // you're a literal desert mailman💀 I'm sorry // brief mentions of troubled family life/past trauma // language barrier // self-conscious reader // willing yet slightly scared reader.

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Writing in the sand [Yandere!Male!Naga x AFAB!Messenger!Reader - One shot]

Being a messenger was actually a lot more dangerous than it seemed at first, how many times have you and your camel met with bandits, scammers, difficult terrain, awful weather, people who would tell you the wrong direction for shits and giggles?? MANY times, but did you ever consider quitting and going back to the tea shop of your very judgmental parents or worse- To accept the offer of personal servant to that weird queen from the faraway lands who wouldn't shut up about how much better her kingdom was?? NO!

I mean a little bit. Just a little bit. Occasionally, I mean her kingdom was really pretty, though constant snow sounds like a pain in the ass, and giving up the freedom you currently have for either a strict monarch or your family was NOT something you were planning to do, ever!

The first time you got off the borders to send messages for far away people was the day you truly felt alive for once! The desert itself was your greatest rival and yet you faced it head down after that day- Sure, you were unprepared at first and there's still plenty to learn out there but it was EXCITING!!

You fought (ran away as quickly as you could) many groups trying to get a coin out of your body, or your life! Or your camel!! King Mustard wasn't the same after the "giant scorpion with that group of thieves" incident that happened, the worst part is that it happened twice though the people were different at least. Your personal theory is that the scorpion WAS the same from before, and that it has been following you through your journeys and it probably was looking for revenge!!

You told that story to so many people that now it's hard to go someplace without repeating yourself, it's weird how even though you're never at one place for too long, most people know you! You're, humbly speaking, sort of a big deal in the great drylands- Not known for your bravery but mostly for your constant running mouth and your adapted technique in how to extract cactus juice safely from a cactus with 70% success of no cactus drunkenness! (100% Needle-safe not included).

Stopping in a town was obviously the safest place for you and your camel, but was also probably one of the most rewarding parts of your trips, of course because you always need to have plenty of resources out there in the sand but also because… Well, as much as you loved every second of exploration and travel, you were admittedly a very lonely person.

It's not something you like to tell others, as you have already experienced people doubting your capability of being a messenger if you get so "emotional" over being far away from people ("I told you so!" Yeah, thanks mum.). It was a time you could feel at least safe and… Sometimes welcomed.

But it wasn't always a lonely trip, after all, King Mustard was here! Him with his big personality was always the heart of the party! Everyday was fun with him, even if he couldn't speak to you… However, that doesn't mean you haven't found great comfort in your travels, you probably haven't noticed this yourself yet, but [y/n]...

You are a very dear person.

Every person you've helped along the way in your trips, just by coincidence finding them, and landing them a hand in the hot and harsh reality of the desert thinks of you dearly. You have friends! It's just that you don't see them very often… If at all. The desert has a funny way of getting people closer, people who struggle to survive in its environment, and yet it also drifts them away- The wind blows in every direction separating every small particle of sand, and maybe one day they'll meet again, or maybe not. Cruel was it, with its breathtaking beauty and extremely cold personality for someone so hot and merciless.

You often associate the desert with its forgotten god. You tend to talk about it as a person rather than just an environment of harsh conditions, you always remember to talk to it, hoping it would listen in a way. You were pretty much by yourself out there, but thinking that someone was listening to your travels made you feel safer, perhaps not as tormented as the blazing Sun would leave you to believe. You were being watched, and protected, you just knew it!

The proof of it came from one of the greatest encounters you ever had during your travels.

It was really hot that day, King Mustard seemed really tired and you were melting under the blazing heat- You two needed shelter and fast! And suddenly, as if the gods listened to your prayers!-(But quickly threw you two middle fingers)- An immense sandstorm was approaching!! For someone as cautious as you, you couldn't understand where the hell it came from!! It was so sudden and just- There was no indication of it!! At all!!

You got knocked out, and when you woke up- You were… Somewhere strange, like an underground oasis of sorts, hidden in the desert there was a cave of luscious greenery and drinkable water, it was magical how big the place was!! You thought you had died and went straight to Paradise!!

At least, you thought so when you saw a very large and handsome man staring back at you, smiling gently. He had tanned skin and a REALLY long, almost platinum hair! He looked so gorgeous with his green cat eyes that you almost forgot to breathe!

You asked the man if he was an angel, and he responded to you in a language you didn't understand. You were 100% certain that the man was really an angel and yet when he revealed the lower part of his body your face dropped immediately, terror slightly setting in. He was half snake, half a giant snake at that! His tail seemed endless, those dark scales were so pretty yet so terrifying! The gold markings seemed very regal and holy in nature but the endless darkness almost seemed to eat it all up! Like a demon!

You freaked out at first, but when you looked at his eyes, his gentle face- His expression of concern, those big bright eyes, you noticed he really didn't seem to have any ill intent towards you, perhaps you were misjudging him for something he was not. After breathing in and out, you calmed down, never taking your eyes from him, you felt comforted as you realized this creature was the one who saved you out there! And who saved your camel!! He was still really scared of your snake buddy, but you made sure to soothe him.

Long story short, you became friends with a human-snake guy who seemed genuinely very cool! It's a shame you didn't understand a word he said… You suspect that maybe he speaks in a very ancient language and perhaps this means he was REALLY old!! And yet, he seemed just about your age, and you got to hangout with him during your free time.

Poor thing, he seemed trapped down here (though to be fair, it is a fabulous prison to be in-) and he really wanted to catch up with times! So you made it your duty to help him understand the new world, you have no idea why he is here and how long did he live here separated from the rest of the world, but now that you knew how to get there and how to get out- You made it your mission to teach him everything you knew about the modern world.

And although the language barrier was massive, you two somehow got to learn something very special about each other- He shared with you his name, "Rakaski", and you got to teach him yours.

~"[y/n]"~ His accent was heavy, and yet you felt something flutter inside you whenever you heard him call your name. You remember him repeating your name over and over again as if he wanted to memorize how to say it.

After hearing his name, you made sure to research it, trying to find something that could lead you to know what language he was talking in- But no books nor people seemed to know how to speak it, except for one book you found, a fairytale book that was so old that it was a nightmare trying to understand the vernacular! But it didn't seem like a very "old" old kind of book, it was probably made after the language had changed, there were a lot of words that you didn't recognize.

The book never explained the name's meaning really, but it was always used as a common word- And given the context of the story you read, it seemed to mean either "falling" or "god"? Well, you're not very sure, since the book was confusing as hell, and your interpretation of the story was very mixed- Was it about a desert deity or a man that kept tripping over in the sand?! Seriously, why did it have to be so confusing!?

In the end, you still didn't understand the book and neither did you find out anything about Rakaski's name. At least you know it was older than your home kingdom, which was pretty cool.

Either way, the lack of communication never stopped you from coming down that hidden paradise to talk to your best friend every opportunity you could! King Mustard can be very squeamish whenever you guys try to get down there, he really disliked going there and you assumed it was because he was claustrophobic, which you already knew he was. So, today you'll leave him in the shade and get down by yourself, you don't want to stress the poor thing.

"M-Mustard! King Mustard Junior The Third, stop pushing me around!! You know you're a lot heavier than me! Seriously, this isn't funny!!" Ah, King Mustard, for a camel you're really just a scaredy cat! You push him away gently as you can, he keeps positioning himself in front of the hole you want to jump in.

"Hey stop!! If you don't want to come then fine, but let me get in! Please! I'll be back soon!" The massive animal was starting to get a little too agitated, and you knew better than to try to force your way.

"Mustard, seriously you're starting to scare me, you know I'll be back soon, please let me get down." You don't know if it was the deep magical connection of friendship that made him understand you and realize that he scared you, or if he suddenly felt disinterested in playing with you right now.

Taking by how the camel sassily walked away you're starting to think it was the second option- Of was he genuinely insulted by your stubbornness? Who knows.

"Sigh… You always get like this when we pass by." Though you can't really blame him, you know he still distrusts Rakaski, but come on it's been a year! And Rakaski has never hurt any of you two! Sure, he was a bit intimidating at first but he had a good heart, you just knew that.

Compared to the men back in your hometown? Rakaski was a saint, you were sure of it.

You had slid through the sandy hole and into the luscious underground with ease, you started to call for him, but before you could even yell out "Ra" you saw him not so far away, seemingly very occupied.

"Awn, guess you're decorating! Have I come at a bad time?" You walked to him and joked despite being aware he wouldn't understand you.

The way his face lit up and turned to face you was just so precious, he seemed very excited!

~"[y/n]!! [y/n]!! It's really good to see you again!! I was already worried you would never come."~ He talked just like you, committing the same mistake of talking as if the other would understand- You had no clue what he said, but as he coiled around you and his arms squeezed you oh so dearly you understood exactly what he meant.

"Yeah, yeah- Missed you too-" You never knew how to deal with anything social, period, and being flustered at someone who wasn't even human was not a first but it never got easier. But with him, at least, you feel like you don't need to pretend that you don't feel slightly flustered by his attention. Gods know you're a very easy target for large and very well built men.

After he let you go, you realized he was just building a new nest for him, so you decided to help him as well. It was already pretty much done when you got in, but you felt like he deserved a "fancy" bed so you helped him decorate with flowers and some of the trinkets you bought for him, he just loved human trinkets!

And by the gods, you knew you were currently in Spring, but these flowers?! They were just so damn pretty, it's a real shame that your traveling is mostly done in sand, occasionally though you have to go to the East to deliver important letters and gifts and you just kinda love that place! Every time you go, they're experiencing a different season, and it all changes so much, it's beautiful!!

"Oooh!! Maybe I should bring you flowers from one of the neighboring kingdoms, it'll be a way to show you the world since you can't leave…" You think out loud, and of course, he looks at you a little confused- And yet he repeats the word you said.

"Flowers?" He repeats it as if he didn't understand what you said, yet liked how you said it.

"Yes! Flowers!-" You say pointing to the flowers in his nest and surrounding you two, he quickly understands it, it seems.

~"Oh! Flowers! Oh, that's what it's called to you? Great heaven's, humans are always changing, aren't they?"~ He starts to laugh, you… Sort of don't understand the joke, but perhaps "flowers" just sounds funny to him.

He patted your head as he laughed, as if trying to congratulate you on making him laugh (I mean, getting this man to laugh was a challenge, you bet even without the language barrier).....

Although, it felt more like a "reward" sort of situation… As if he was rewarding you for… Being so entertaining, you suppose! Still, that's probably just all in your head, besides you know well when someone is being condescending to you, you're sure of it! Years inside your family's house has made you a pro in spotting bad apples from far away. I mean, you like to think you do, to be fair Rakaski was a little difficult to read, and sometimes he did things that you probably weren't sure of what they meant.

But then again, he was a very old half snake dude trapped inside a cave somewhere along the rock formations spread all over an unforgiving desert, his social life was probably a lot worse than yours, and who's to say that his antics aren't based on his own culture? Perhaps snake people like to coil around each other to show affection, even if it's really hard to breathe like this.

Things weren't so complicated between you two, however, as you guys have invented a form of simple and more direct communication through pointing to objects and scribbling on paper. You had thought about using sign language, so you learned a couple of words and tried to use with him-

"So- This means that- Hm..?"

But before you could teach him he already was talking to you through hand signs you didn't understand, he was very well adapted and you only knew a few like "hello", "you", "me" and "see you soon"- Which would be the most used one for you two.

"Huh, you always impress me, maybe you should be the one teaching me-" You bowed down, genuinely impressed with what you saw, and he seemed very content with himself as he smugly pretended to wave and throw kisses to a nonexistent audience. His ego was always a bit inflated, wasn't it?

You decided to cut your visit short and return back to King Mustard as you didn't want to leave him waiting for too long. It's funny how neither him nor Rakaski liked each other despite sharing a diva personality. As you waved your goodbye, Rakaski decided to give you one last big hug.

A hug that didn't seem to end at all. His body wrapping around you and leaving you to feel surrounded by darkness. This usually happened so it didn't come as any surprise. You tried to tickle him as that usually worked.

"Come on now, you know I'll be back soon!" You laughed as you tried to provoke him, his belly was so sensitive that you could see him contracting and trying to avoid giggling.

But he didn't let you go. Your attempt only made him restrict you further, the snake body trapping your hands with its weight.

You were well aware of Rakaski's animalistic tendencies, for example he was cold blooded and constantly held you to try to gain some height, like he is doing now.

You know that when he yawns his jaw unhinges and opens so inhumanly wide that you have to close your eyes so you won't have any more nightmares about it.

You know he is nocturnal so he is constantly feeling a little too sleepy whenever you two hangout, as you often come to see him during the day (which was something you did for safety, though you sometimes worry he is having trouble sleeping because of you-).

And you also know that snakes tend to suffocate their prey with their body before eating them whole.

While trying not to judge him as a human eating monster you still feel very, very terrified of the slight chance he might be hungry and has forgotten you're not food. The more you struggle the tighter it gets, and it doesn't help that his skin is so cold, it makes your nerves flare up as you can hear him growling with what you hope is not hunger.

"RAKASKI-!!" You yell, you couldn't help it, you were starting to feel dazed. While closing your eyes you felt his lower body shift and relax, you felt arms hugging you a lot more gently than the suffocating sensation from before. If it wasn't for his lazy eyes and the internal chuckling you can feel in his chest you would say he was actually hungry for you. He was just trying to scare you.

"Sigh, you'll be the death of me- Seriously you scared me to death!" You tried to push him off you, but he basically threw his entire body weight on you as you fell to the ground with your back on the soft yet not very ideally comfortable grass.

"Shhhh~!" He nuzzles on you while hugging your stomach. Normally he would have let you go now after petting your head or pretending to bite your neck just for funsies- But today he is very much not letting you go, at all.

Okay, you really didn't want to address the situation, you weren't planning on ever talking about it of course but- By the gods, you knew better than to assume his playful smile was just his usual silly self.

Oh, who were you kidding, you knew it from the moment you came in and saw the nest he was making, it's not like you haven't noticed his chest rising and falling as if he was struggling to breathe just by talking with you. You wanted to leave because you noticed that perhaps you took the wrong month to visit him.

It was mating season, wasn't it? Why now? Why today?! And why WERE YOU ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT?!!!

"Okay I think I need to think about this a little more- I mean you're clearly not thinking straight right, I'm not even a snake lady, man!" You try to push him off you as you avoid eye contact, the worst part is that he was fairly attractive for someone's who's lower body was just one huge snake tail.

He wouldn't budge, he only shifted his head to look at your face, even if you were avoiding him you could feel his smirk creeping around the corner of your vision, you wouldn't be surprised if he knew what you also knew.

I mean, it wasn't a secret you liked him was it? You thought you didn't mind him noticing this but this sudden desire just feels like it's happening all too fast and you're worried it might be just a one time thing, that he is acting like this out of instinct not out of actual desire towards you. And well you never really did this before, I mean not with someone like him, at all! But you had experiences with people before.

Bad experiences. The ones that would leave someone worried for years that they're not good enough to anyone. Were you being cautious or were you just being self-conscious? Were you scared of him not liking you when this high of his diminished? Maybe you just weren't sure if this was a good idea.

"I don't know if I'm really ready for this." You confess, looking back at him- Hoping to find your answer.

And he looked back at you with a sad expression, did he understand what you said? Did he understand what you meant at least? He looked so concerned and genuinely "awake" despite his current very urgent instincts. He held your hand and kissed it for reassurance, you didn't notice you were crying until your vision was blurry and your chest was aching.

"Sorry.." You tried to wipe them yourself, you don't know why you're apologizing. Rakaski didn't seem to take it well, he was about to say something before shaking his head vigorously and wiping your tears himself. He came closer to look you in the eyes, stop staring elsewhere, you won't find comfort anywhere else but those eyes.

He decides to come off of you and give you some space despite his initial reluctance, the gentle and almost warm presence of reassurance leaving with him- And before he could give you space you decided to make the first move yourself.

You kissed him, hoping perhaps he would understand the gesture, and he did! He hugged you and kissed you back returning your neediness… Though coming in with a lot more desperation than you thought. Not seconds after forcing his tongue in despite your unisseanes.

I mean, it 's good! He isn't being horrific at it is just that you have underestimated how badly he seemed to want this. And although you're just as interested in this as he is, you're worried you may not hold to the same durability as he has.

Today was the day. Today had to be day, and he wouldn't have it any other way. To wait longer would be torture and you best believe this man was patient. He wasn't expecting you to almost reject him at first of course, oh you almost gave the immortal a heart attack!

He shouldn't have been so pushy, he knows that, but having your soft lips on his was so worth it that he couldn't help himself as he pinned you down again, ah… It's a shame the nest is so far away, this is not a very classy way to do things.

Then again, ripping off your clothes with no regards was probably not very refined either, humans needed a lot more courting than he was aware of- But it was fine! You were doing just great, you were being so good to him, he wishes he could praise you in your own language so you could understand him.

~"You're so lovely for something so fragile, thank you for accepting me- You have no idea how long I've spent being trapped here knowing damn well there's not a single other like me out there."~ He would praise you in his own tongue in frantic breaths while kissing your neck and nibbling in your ear, while his lower body made sure to lock you in place, you were a little scared, weren't you?

~"I'm genuinely sorry for having to put you in this position but I can't take it anymore- But I know you want this as well, I know you do!"~ He usually was very talkative, but there was something in his voice that sounded shaky, desperate, and his hands were too confused on where and what to grab that you noticed he seemed just as inexperienced as you were.

Well, at least you thought so before he spread your legs and started to rock back and forth in your lower region- It's not exactly that he is inexperienced, but he is very much off his mind right now- His movements aren't uncertain, they're just frantic for any release. Not that he won't tend to you as well, he just really needs this right now. But you'll understand, you always do. You always treat him so well, despite the monster he has become.

~"It'll hurt, and I'm not sure if it's only a little. I promise to make it worth it later to you."~

You were struggling to keep up with his weird and off putting rhythm- He was just so ready for this, it's been on his mind ever since he found you unconscious inside his natural prison, but he knew better than to be selfish to someone he'll have to share a nest with.

~"It'll be great don't worry, I'll make sure you'll be well taken care of. It'll be incredible, my treasure."~

You shivered when he went from humping your lower region to undressing kissing it almost as passionately as he did your mouth- He should probably move a little slower considering he changes activities way too quickly but hey it felt better than the awkward dry humping.

It wasn't bad, but it lacked a bit of finesse- Not like his careful and calculated attention to your privates right now-

"Humans need a lot more work than I remember, but does that mean we can make it last longer? Would you want that, treasure? [y/n]?" Rakaski was playing with it almost as if he never looked at something like a naked human before, but it was a lie- He was absolutely just trying to tease you with every poke and flick.

He ran his finger down slowly before reaching an opening and pulling it inside, at least one to feel you inside. It's lovely that you arch your back to the littlest of things, and although he doesn't understand your words, moans are hardly hard to misinterpret.

"Slower then? I guess I was being too unprepared, I'll be honest that it's more fun than I expected. If this is the work I have to do every time then I'll gladly accept." Human courting was fascinating to him, though now he understands why, he can't just expect you to take it all in with a little help- And helping someone never tasted so sweet.

You were feeling embarrassed by his stare as he licked you out and further tried to spread you- Trying to ease the inevitable soreness that would come but damn, did he have to look at you like that?! It made you feel a little dirty, a little too embarrassed to entertain his idea, for someone who seemed so eager to shove it in without any foreplay he was really taking his time now!

You grabbed his hair carefully, you didn't really notice what you were doing and to be honest you weren't sure how to continue with this but Rakaski looked at you in awe… His smugness was replaced with a look of pure adoration- His pupils wide and round as he expects you to guide him.

It gave you a bit more confidence knowing he trusted you to hold his head and sort of help him find the right pacing.

You don't remember for how long it went, you just remember that it ended with you on top of him, going at your own pace. He held your hips not stopping you to go as fast or as slow as you wanted but rather because he felt very uncomfortable NOT holding every centimeter of you. He needed to grab into something and your sweet flesh was exactly that.

You woke up in his nest, feeling a little disoriented, memories of what happened a little foggy, but you were sure it wasn't a dream considering the soreness in your thighs- It was hard moving.

You sighed, feeling weirdly satisfied- Well, that's not the right word, more like… Well, genuinely happy.

You tried around, and you saw Rakaski curled up into a ball, sleeping so peacefully and yet with that little mischievous smirk in his face you just knew he was dreaming about it.

You turned your body to face him, deciding to close your eyes and sleep a little more.

Until you remembered you left your camel outside.

"HOLY GODS, KING MUSTARD!!" You jumped up, trying to run as quickly as you could towards the entrance- But you couldn't even leave the nest when Rakaski wrapped his tail on you and pulled you closer.

"WAIT! It 's my camel!! I forgot I left him-"

"Stay." He said in a very half awake voice.

"You can talk…?"

"Stay." Rakaski wrapped himself around you, as he buried his face in your neck. You weren't sure if he was understanding what you said, or if he only understood the meaning of that one word.

"Rakaski, I'm just going to check on him, I'll be back soon, I promise-" You pushed his chest away. You shouldn't have done that.

Rakaski tightened his grip around your body.

"Stay. [y/n]. You're not supposed to walk so soon. Stay still, no mother should walk so early after mating…" He still sounds so sleepy, so innocent, but his half opened gaze was not… friendly.

"Rak- AH!-" Tighter, and tighter, and more tighter. He knows damn well that whenever you get to that camel you're leaving him for gods know how long, but as he stated before, soon to be mothers shouldn't walk around in the dead of night especially since he knows humans don't deal well with the coldness of the desert during this hour.

It's better to stay here and let him take care of you while you're now waiting for his kids, even if you aren't aware of it. He isn't sure how long hybrids take to be born, but he wasn't to be there for you every step of the way.

"Shhhh…. Go back to sleep, stop struggling, it is not good for you…" He kissed you goodnight as he suffocated you back to sleep.

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Brittle Doughie’s Cookie Run x Reader Masterlist (Part 6: Early 2024)

A masterlist of @brittle-doughie’s Cookie Run stories organized by month.

Genre Emojis

😞 is for angst, 🎃 is for Halloween, 🎄 is for Christmas, 🍪 is for Cannibalism, 💗 is for Yandere, 💝 is for Valentine’s, 👻 is for Horror, 🎂 is for Birthday, 💚 is for Yandere!White Lily Cookie

The Indents are related to the featured cookies. If there are numerous cookies (Over 10 Cookies Featured), I’ll make a note on that as well. Additionally, I’ll categorize various cookies if they’re associated with a specific hobby, location, food etc.

Also, the ⭐️ will indicate a story featuring one of Brittle’s OCs while ✨ will indicate someone’s interpretation of Y/N Cookie.

Additionally, many people proved art to showcase to Brittle, which will be indicated by this: 🖌️. I will also mention who provided the art.

January 2024 ❄️

• “League of Evil Cookies”

Featuring: Croissant Cookie, Pomegranate Cookie, Lilac Cookie, Kumiho Cookie, White Lily Cookie, Scorpion Cookie, Black Pearl Cookie/White Pearl Cookie and the Gem Mermaid Family

• “Play with Me?”

Featuring: Longan Dragon

• “Forced Connections” ⭐️🖌️

Featuring: Crowned Cupcake Cookie (debut), Y/N Cookie’s Family, Financier Cookie, Kouign-Amann Cookie, Almond Cookie and Cherry Blossom Cookie

Art by runebrave

• “Protective Siblings” ⭐️

Featuring: Tartar Cookie and Nutmeg Cookie

• “Final Days”

Featuring: The Five Beasts and Pure Vanilla Cookie

• “My Cherished Star” 💗

Featuring: Astronaut Cookie

• “Possession of the Abyssal Pearl” 💗

Featuring: Black Pearl Cookie

• “Slumber”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends, Pure Vanilla Cookie and the Faerie Kingdom Cookies

• “Y/N Cookie’s Soulstone”

Description of Y/N Cookie’s Soulstone

• “Slumbering Flower Awakens” 💚

Featuring: White Lily Cookie

• “Imprisoned”

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “Favorite Gifts”

Featuring: Eternal Sugar Cookie

• “Memories of Sorrow”

Featuring: Primordial Y/N Cookie/Benign Butter Cookie

• “Lots of Questions”

Featuring: Librarian Faerie Cookie

• “Kingdom Interactions”

Featuring: Crimson Coral Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, Linzer Cookie, Chili Pepper Cookie, Oyster Cookie

• “MASH” 👻

Featuring: The titular entity known as “MASH”

• “Pink Swan”

Featuring: Sugar Swan Cookie

• “Sandwiches”

Featuring: Croissant Cookie, Sandwich Cookie, Timekeeper Cookie, Coffee Candy Cookie and Baguette Cookie

February 2024 💝

• “Trying to Enjoy a Sauna”

Featuring: Orange Cookie, Lemon Cookie, Cotton Candy Cookie, Cappuccino Cookie and Muscle Cookie

• “Reason to Stay” 🖌️

Featuring: Elder Faerie Cookie

Subsequent art by sei-cookie

• “Envious Ex”

Featuring: Shadow Milk Cookie and Pure Vanilla Cookie

• “Feeling Romantical”

Featuring: Pure Vanilla Cookie, Shadow Milk Cookie and the other beasts

• “Storm Warning” 💗

Featuring: Black Pearl Cookie, Seaweed Cookie, White Pearl Cookie and the Gem Mermaid Family

• “An Obessive Cupcake” ⭐️

Featuring: Crowned Cupcake Cookie

• “Shadow + Butter = Envious Beasts” 🖌️

Featuring: The Five Beasts

Art by ax0lotly

• “Challenge Accepted”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends, Black Raisin Cookie and the Inhabitants of the Golden City

• “Noble Angel vs. The Lying Jester” 🖌️

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends, Pure Vanilla Cookie, White Lily Cookie, Shadow Milk Cookie

Art by @/ax0lotly

• “Snow Filled Fun” 🖌️

Featuring: The Cookies of the Dark Cacao Kingdom

Subsequent Art by @/sei-cookie, colored ver by me

• “Shadow Milk Melody” ✨🖌️

Featuring: Shadow Milk Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie and White Lily Cookie

Art by hugemilkshake

• “A Witch’s Castle”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends

• “Meet Sweet Biscuit Cookie” ✨🖌️

Featuring: The Ancient Cookies and Strawberry Crepe Cookie

Art by @/sei-cookie, colored ver by me

• “The Golden Goddess’s Greatest Treasure”

Featuring: Golden Cheese Cookie

• “Faerie Friends”

Featuring: The Inhabitants of the Faerie Kingdom and Shadow Milk Cookie

• “Beating Your Dough in the QRTs”

Featuring: Captain Ice Cookie, Shining Glitter Cookie, Coffee Candy Cookie, Black Garlic Cookie, Almond Cookie and String Gummy Cookie

• “Kingdom in Mourning”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “A Cringe Day for Chocolates” 💝

Featuring: Shadow Milk Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie, White Lily Cookie, and Dark Enchantress Cookie

• “With Baker’s Love” 💝

Featuring: Yogurt Cream Cookie, Walnut Cookie, Almond Cookie, Strawberry Cream Cookie,

• “Ancient Heroes’ Gifts” 💝

Featuring: The Ancient Cookies

• “Two Sides of Compassion”

The Light of Justice and the Vitrue of Scorn

• “Doll of the Beasts”

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “Even More Heartbreak 2: Mermaid’s Lament” 😞

Featuring: White Pearl Cookie, Lord Oyster, Mystic Opal Cookie, Abalone Cookie, and Crimson Coral Cookie

• “Watching Over Sleeping Beauty”

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “Pizza Time 2: Delivery Boogaloo”

Featuring: Pizza Cookie

• “Bake It Till You Make It 2: Tasty Delights” 🍪

Featuring: Crunchy Chip Cookie, Mozzarella Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie, Raspberry Cookie, Pastry Cookie, Clover Cookie, and White Lily Cookie

• “The Earthbread Big Seller!” ✨🖌️

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

Art by @/hugemilkshake (view their Y/N Cookie)

• “Get in Loser, We’re Getting Hitched!”

Featuring: Princess Cookie and Knight Cookie

• “Aiding the Mala Tribe”

Featuring: Purple Yam Cookie, Milk Cookie and Mala Sauce Cookie

• “Let Me Be Your Princess”

Featuring: The Princess Contest Cookies

• “Hidden Truth of the City”

Featuring: The Cookiemals, Wind Archer Cookie, Churro Cookie, Licorice Cookie, and Pomegranate Cookie

• “Deceitful Joke” ✨🖌️

Featuring: Shadow Milk Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie and White Lily Cookie

Art by @/sei-cookie

• “Dawn of the Soggest”

Featuring: Shine Muscat Cookie

• “Meet Freshly Baked Cookie” ✨🖌️

Featuring: Freshly Baked Cookie, Child Cookies and their respective caretakers

Art by sweatinghoneybee

• “The Gist of the Dangerous Exchange”

Featuring: The Choco Chess Twins, Earl Grey Cookie and Gingerbrave

• “Should’ve Been Me”

Featuring: Abyss Monarch Cookie, Mocha Ray Cookie and Lobster Cookie

• “Hold My Hand”

Featuring: Pomegranate Cookie, Licorice Cookie and Affogato Cookie

• “What If: The First” 💗

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “Beauty of the Abyssal Pearl”

Featuring: Black Pearl Cookie

• “Lights, Camera, Action!”

Featuring: Choco Bar Cookie and Butter Squid Cookie

March 2024 🌱

• “Marriage to Faerie King and the Enraged Beasts” 💗

Featuring: Elder Faerie Cookie and the Five Beasts

• “Lost Voice”

Featuring: The Gem Mermaid Family

• “Missing Stuff”

Featuring: The Time Balance Department Cookies

• “Here in My Kingdom, I Want You Everyday”

Based on Cookie Run Songs

• “The Lily and the Swan’s Embrace”

Featuring: White Lily Cookie and Sugar Swan Cookie

• “Who Broke the Coffee Machine?”

Featuring: The Elementals, Abyss Monarch Cookie and Xylitol Nova Cookie

• “Ingrained” 💗

Featuring: Herb Cookie

• “Clingy Matcha”

Featuring: Matcha Cookie

• “Cherished”

Featuring: White Lily Cookie and the Faerie Kingdom Cookies

• “One Heart for All, All Hearts for One”

Featuring: The Ancient Cookies

• “Wings”

Featuring: Dark Enchantress Cookie

• “Little Bit of Latte”

Featuring: Latte Cookie

• “Loyal Until the End”

Featuring: Caramel Arrow Cookie

• “What is Your Secret?”

Featuring: Butter Roll Cookie

• “A Bunch of Marzipans”

Featuring: Mozzarella Cookie and the Marzipan Cookies

• “Flower from the Other Shore” 💗

Featuring: Cherry Blossom Cookie

• “Dark Enchantress Cookie’s True Intentions”

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “Welcome Back, Handycookie”

Featuring: Time Balance Department

• “Hiding Y/N, Seeking Beasts”

Featuring: The Five Beasts

• “A Letter? Wonder Who It’s From?”

Featuring: Caramel Choux Cookie and Financier Cookie

• “Rough Play”

Featuring: Rye Cookie

• “We’ve Got Lots in Common”

Featuring: Caramel Choux Cookie

• “Hangouts”

Featuring: Time Balance Department

• “A Friend?”

Featuring: Caramel Choux Cookie

Divider Source l Next Masterlist l Previous Masterlist

#brittle doughie masterlists #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #yandere cookie run #yandere cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #yandere cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run #crob #crk #cookie run angst

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luciddreamingcrow · 3 years ago

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•°The hanged man and The knight of cups°•

Song recommandattention for today is Memory by Keith Holden (The Arcana)

A/n hello everyone! And I want to apologize for not not writing as much as I wanted to but I wanted to experiment with my writing by writing a fanfic in a headcanon format also this fic is heavily inspired by "The Arcana" a really lovely gave with spectacular writing and I really recommend it, alright that what I wanted to address thank you for reading and I hope u enjoy the fanfic^^

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¤°•OK let's clear some things first

¤°•Scorpion differently has developed some major trust and attachment issues thanks to her past

¤°•And having intimate relationships that don't revolve around her "work", is really hard to maintain too cuz not only it puts the other person at great risk but there's a chance that she'll get abandoned and get left behind again

¤°•With that in mind, the first time she "saw" you was in a wanted poster that was shattered around the dark alleys of Yogurca

¤°• And apparently you were wanted for selling properties of black and dark moon magic, but most of the time you drew customers in by offering pricey tarot readings

¤°•And of course there were some rumors within Yogurca that you were originally a citizen from The lower city of the Cream Republic thanks to your unique appearance, but some cookies assumed that you were from The city of wizards because of your knowledge about restricted magic

¤°•Needles to say, Scorpion was really interested in you, your background, your goals, why did you decide to stay here out of all the places and much more

¤°• And she was more enthusiastic when she was hired to assassinate you because of the said illegal activities, meaning that she can finally meet you^^

¤°• Thus she started to talk to locals that always hid in the lambyrinth like alies hidden from tourists or newcomers and asked where were you able to be found

¤°• Not long after she finally found your tarot reading tent that blended in the outdoor plaza

¤°• When entering, the two things she noticed right away were 1. The intense smell of incense and lit up candles 2. you sitting behind a wooden desk shuffling your cards in a fluid motion

¤°• When you welcomed her by her name like you were expecting her arrival any second, she felt oddly at home knowing that you tow aren't so different

¤°• You asked her if is there a request she would like you to fulfill, like a tarot reading or is she here for something more specific

¤°•She was curious how tarot worked so she simply requested a quick love reading since she was curious

¤°• You agreed and started to shuffle the cards in such flexible and elegant manner that scorpion couldn't help but get hypnotized by the movement

¤°•As you were shuffling you explained how each card of the spread is going to represent a different aspect of scorpions life:

First c. - represents you

Second c. - represents them

Third c. - represents the past

Fourth c. - represents the present

And the Fifth c. - represents the future

¤°• After spreading them, scorpion piked five cards from the deck, you put them accordingly and flipped them over to reveal the results

First c. - The hanged man

Second c. - Knight of cups

Third c. - Eight of cups

Fourth c. - The hermit

Fifth c. - Ace of cups

¤°• Just by quickly looking at the results you started explaining her that fortunately love it's on its way with a partner that will work out and it will better her for good but because she can't let go of the past and move on, its limiting her new opportunities to become something more

¤°• And let's just say scorpion wasn't really happy how a bunch of cards called her out on her issues, but she got intrigued how were you able to do that with little to no effort

¤°• After the lovely visit she decided that she wanted to know more about your identity before having assassinate you, and what better way to get to know you better than to befriend you^^

¤°• It started out simple, mostly walking with you home and discuss various topics that bouth of you were interested and suggesting different places to visit and steal from

¤°•After a while this game became more fun for scorpion because you two started becoming partners in crime by helping each other with various tasks that requared more....effort and by exchanging different materials that were harder to obtain

¤°• During this time she started to feel comfort in your presence but whenever scorpion would feel butterflies in her stomach she couldn't help but deny it's existence

¤°•One day after you and scorpion were done with duties you two decided to take a look at the plaza from a higher place and take a look at the scenery and just talk and spend some quality time together

¤°• After climbing up a wall the two of you gazed at the scenery before you,

¤°•There was a comfortable silence between the two of you, admiring how the sunset painted the hot desert with soft pinks and purples

¤°• This calm and domestic moment started giving her hope that maybe, just maybe you won't leave her behind and actually stay for one

¤°• It probably took her a lot of time to accept her feelings for you let alone confess them to you, and she was sick of feeling like it was only a one sided pinning, so she made a plan

¤°• It was simple but heart warming, and the plan was to gift you a couple pearls that originated from The Cream Republic and a spell book that could only be found in The City of wizards

¤°• She asked you to meet up the day after at the docks of Yogurca to tell you something

¤°• While waiting, while she has a confident personality she could not help but feel her heart beating nonstop thanks to how nervous she was for the outcome

¤°• When you showed up all of her irrational thinking vanished in a second finding comfort in your presence

¤°• While the two of you sat down and talked you asked her why did she asked to meet up for

¤°• Nervousness crawled up her back as she silently took out the pearls and the book she confessed how she had admired you and thought that if there's any possibility if you two can be more than friends

¤°• You just silently give her a peck on the cheek and accepted her feelings

¤°• The rest of the night it was just the two of walking near the beach and looking at the cloudless sky illuminated by the stars and the moon

#SoundCloud #crk x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x you #cookie run kingdom #cookie run kingdom x reader #scorpion cookie #lilac cookie #yogurt cream cookie #fanfic #fanfiction #self insert

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puddings-writing-blog · 3 years ago

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Scorpion cookie x innocent reader headcanons please

Here you go Anon! ^^ Also I may or may not have referenced a meme I saw based on memory in there-

Requested?: Yes

Genre: Fluff, romantic

Warnings: None

Pronouns: She/Her for Scorpion Cookie

-She’d be very protective of you

-If someone ever tried to take advantage of your innocence, she’d instantly get them away from you

-By standing behind you, looking at them intimidatingly until they go away

-Will randomly give you a kiss on the forehead <3

-She’d cover your ears whenever someone says something that might take your innocence from you

-Someone: [Curses]

-Scorpion Cookie: >:0 [Covers your ears while looking at them with that exact face]

-If you repeat what they said, have it be immediately or a while afterwards, she’d instantly look at them like how a cat would look at someone in the dark with glowing eyes

-She hopes your innocence will last ^^

-Once, you asked her the meaning of a term you found on the internet, not knowing it meant something inappropriate

-She was shocked and asked you where you learned that-

-While nearly choking on her drink

-”[Name] Cookie, that is a very inappropriate term” Scorpion Cookie tells you after she has calmed down

-She wants to protect you and your innocence, and loves you very much <3

#cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #crob #cookie run x reader #cookie run ovenbreak x reader #pudding’s writing #Scorpion Cookie

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kydrogendragon · 2 years ago

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Christmas Cookies

For the OM Secret Santa! For @evabellasworld

I hope you enjoy!!!

Pairing: Lucifer x GN!Reader Word Count: 1553 Content/Warnings: Lots of Fluff!

“Does this thickness look appropriate?” Lucifer’s calm voice asked through the sounds of Christmas music and the quiet bickering of his brothers that could be heard in the living room. MC turned from the countertop full of cookie dough to look at the cut-out shapes of candy-canes, Santa hats, and presents that the eldest brother was working on.

“Looks good to me!” They said, taking note of the quarter-inch thick dough. The perfect sugar cookie height, as expected from Lucifer. Lord Diavolo was determined to bring the spirit of Christmas alive to the Devildom with the help of his two resident humans that were taking part in the exchange program. He claimed it was to better the relations between the realm, but it was obvious from his giddiness that the future king just wanted to enjoy a new holiday. So, between MC and Solomon, the pair came up with a list of classic Christmas traditions for everyone to partake in.

Of course, gift exchanging was the first one to be mentioned, one that Mammon was particularly excited for to no one’s surprise. Rather than have everyone get everyone else a gift, they did a Secret Santa game. Diavolo was particularly happy as he had drawn Lucifer’s name and drug MC shopping with him. It took a lot of effort to get the future king to not buy everything in the store. They felt bad for Barbatos as he ended up carrying the bags of goodies from their prolonged shopping trip. Everyone decorated the House of Lamentation and the Christmas tree they chopped down from the forest in the back. The decorations were a bit… unique, as Christmas decor wasn’t exactly a well stocked item in the Devildom. Ornaments included flowers, potion bottles, or anything else that could be attached to string to be hung. They did make popcorn to string as garland, but it quickly became a midnight snack for Beel two days later. Cookie making and decorating was a tradition MC had suggested, which is why MC and Lucifer were currently hogging the whole kitchen while everyone else was busy in the living room designing their own Christmas cards.

Lucifer hummed in response as he turned back to his section of dough. He lifted one of the cookie cutters, a tree shaped one, and turned it in his hand, red eyes tracing the metal lines. “It’s curious to see one of these in such a shape,” he mused. “Bats, scorpions, or fire are more the shapes we would see here.” A small smile graced Lucifer’s face and he continued to punch out the shapes in the dough.

“Not a fan of tree shaped cookies?” MC said. Lucifer gazed at them from the side.

“I am when they are made by you.” MC shook their head as they focused on their own work. They could feel heat rising to their cheeks. Lucifer wasn’t necessarily unaffectionate, but his comments or touch still never failed to fluster them. They couldn’t help it, not when he would look at them with that gaze, when he would look at them with such intensity in his gaze that MC felt they may just combust on the spot. And not in a metaphorical sense either.

The pair resumed their work, cutting out cookies and setting them to the side for baking. The goal was to have enough for everyone to decorate and enough for Beel to eat his fill which was why they were preparing enough cookies for a small army. They fell into a comfortable pace: punching cookies, setting aside, and gathering and rerolling the dough so they can repeat the process again. Solomon acquired a collection of different Christmas vinyls from the human world, one of which was currently playing in the background. MC recognized it as Mr. Michael Buble himself, which made them smile. His voice echoed lightly in the confines of the kitchen.

The oven beeped, alerting the pair that the first batch of cookies was finished baking. Lucifer dusted his hands off on the bright red apron bearing the words “Santa’s Little Helper” is colorful, cartoony font, and glided to the oven. Using a just as brightly colored oven mitt, the eldest lifted the tray of freshly baked cookies out of the oven and onto the top to rest and cool. MC joined his side with a smile.

“They look good! Doesn’t look like they burned either. I wasn’t sure how this recipe would do with a Devildom oven.” Lucifer’s lips tugged upwards.

“Indeed. I daresay they are worthy of Barbatos’ praise.”

“I think that’s the best compliment one could get on their baking.”

MC hummed with content as they made their way back to the countertop. Carefully, they placed the uncooked cookies onto two more prepared baking trays, making sure to arrange them to maximize the space. They handed the trays to Lucifer, once they were happy with it, who slid them into the warm oven space and set the timer.

The baking was definitely going to take the longest, but with everyone else being preoccupied with their own activities, MC was relishing this quiet time they got to spend with their lover. Lucifer was a busy demon. Between managing the work he has for Lord Diavolo and the student council, keeping his brothers in check, and handling anything else that pops up, there was rarely time that the pair of them got to spend like this in quiet harmony. It was nice, simply working side-by-side like this. With the warmth of the oven and the sweet smell of baking sweets, ironically enough, it felt like heaven to them.

A crash was heard from another room followed shortly by a scream that sounded like Asmo. MC watched as the calm, peaceful look on Lucifer’s face tightened, his jaw clenching and brows furrowing. Levi’s voice carried through the house as he yelled Mammon’s name. A sigh was drawn from Lucifer’s lips as the sound. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers, massaging the area as he closed his eyes. MC winced in sympathy at the eldest.

“Want me to check on them?” They offered only to be met with another sign.

“No,” he said, dropping his hand from his face. Lucifer turned to MC, his red eyes looking them over. “I believe my brothers can fair well enough on their own, this time.” Lucifer stepped forward and wrapped his arms around their waist. MC looked up, their eyes meeting. They could feel warmth radiating off his body, his hands like small heaters on their waist. The cacophony of noises from the other room still rang through, but with the way Lucifer looked at them, everything faded into the background. MC reached up, wrapping their arms around his neck, one hand snaking up to play with the soft black curls at the nape.

His classic smirk graced his face as he lifted one hand to cup their cheek. Lucifer’s thumb rubbed the soft, reddened skin. “I believe we have earned ourselves a break, don’t you?” Before MC could reply, Lucifer was leaning in, his lips brushing against their own. MC’s eyes fluttered closed, leaning themselves against his body as their lips collided. The eldest hummed in response, pulling them tighter.

This isn’t their first kiss. In fact, it’s far from it, but as Lucifer pulls away, it’s like he pulled the air in their lungs along with him. This was the second Christmas away from family and friends, the second Christmas not in the human realm. The first time they were here, they were too busy dealing with everything that was going on. Before they knew it, Christmas was long past. Then, when their second year in the Devildom came around and Christmas drew near, MC was afraid that the joy and happiness of the holidays they grew to love and anticipate wouldn’t happen this year. But between teaching the boys all about the yuletide season with Solomon’s help and getting to share these rare moments with Lucifer, it looks like that fear was for naught.

“Thank you,” MC whispered against his lips. Lucifer rested his forehead against their own.

“What for?”

MC’s hands trailed across his shoulder and up, resting against the sides of his face, holding him in place.

“For being you. For being here, with me. For everything.” They tilted their head up, pressing their lips against his, then on his nose, then his forehead. “For giving me such a merry Christmas. One I won’t ever forget.”

Lucifer smiled, a true, steady, and happy smile. A smile reserved for MC and MC alone, one they had been seeing more of ever since they had gotten together upon their return to the Devildom.

“I believe I should be the one thanking you if that is the case,” he said, his deep voice sending shivers down MC’s spine. “My heart, you have done more for me than you could know.” Lucifer pressed a long, wanting kiss to their lips.

“Merry Christmas, Lucifer.”

“Merry Christmas, MC.”

“Mammon! Give me the glue stick back!” Levi’s voice cried through the house. Lucifer closed his eyes and sighed. All MC could do was laugh. As chaotic as the House of Lamentation was, it was home, and they wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #gn!reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer x gn!reader #ky writes

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brittle-doughie · 1 year ago

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(🐼 anon here! I am a Lilac cookie fan, don't mind me)

Pomegranate, Snake fruit , Scorpion and Lilac: *fighting over Y/N*

Y/N: "... I don't feel safe."

You entered your home after a long day at the TBD, putting your toolbox on the ground as you opened the door to your room and turned on the lights.

It was empty, but you narrowed your eyes in suspicion as you looked towards your bed. You quietly approached..

Before yanking off the covers to reveal…Snakefruit Cookie amongst your pillows?

Snakefruit Cookie: Exquisssite timing, these pillows were sssstarting to be not enough for me. Would you like to take their place? It’s sssso cold, Y/N Cookie~ Hehe~

You deadpan as you put the covers back over them, now turning your head to your closet. When cookies help themselves to coming into your house, they usually aren’t alone..

You head over to the closet…

Then opening it really quickly to see Pomegranate Cookie with one of your outfits!

Pomegranate Cookie: I was only making sure your closet was organized. My purposes for your clothing are definitely related.

You just close the closet door and walk to the center of your room. You didn’t trust that any nook and cranny in your room wasn’t empty. You turned your attention to your curtains and rushed over to them

Moving them aside revealed Lilac Cookie!

Lilac Cookie: Hmm…I was only here to make sure you were alright. Safe and sound. Do not get the wrong idea. Please.

Lilac being here meant he wasn’t alone.

You rushed to the center of your room, at this point, Snakefruit and Pomegranate popped out from their spots. You had checked all possible places that a cookie could hide in…unless…

You looked up at your ceiling…

Low and behold, you saw Scorpion Cookie clinging up there as she stared back at you!

Scorpion Cookie: Well, well. It looks like I’ve been found out~ And I’m not alone from the looks of things.

Pomegranate Cookie: Do not compare me to the likes of you three, my reasons for being here were absolute!

Lilac Cookie: You’re too dangerous to be left alone with Y/N Cookie. You’re not getting to them, all of you….

Snakefruit Cookie: Sssuch ssssilly reasonsss, you two. Y/N Cookie isss sssafe with me, you can leave them with me now.

Scorpion Cookie: How boring~ Whisking Y/N Cookie from here? Now that would be interesting~

Pomegranate Cookie: I won’t allow you to lay a single hand on their dough!

Lilac Cookie: Likewise.

Snakefruit Cookie: How annoying…

As the four bicker, you were just taken aback at how easily all four of them had entered your home. It made you wonder if your own house was really safe, having the strongest urge to buy some heavy duty locks in the future…

#brittle answers #cookie run x you #cookie run x reader #cr x reader #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cr ovenbreak #cookie run ovenbreak x reader #lilac cookie #pomegranate cookie x reader #snake fruit cookie #snakefruit cookie x reader #scorpion cookie #scorpion cookie x reader

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starkidwriting · 2 years ago

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Childish Mischief

Lego monkie kid x G/n! Reader.

A/n: Hey there! Thank you, guys, for reading this and for your patience. The weather had risen, and it became too hot and melted my brain. Sorry for the grammar and spelling errors!

It was supposed to be a pleasant day to hang out at the restaurant. To relax and enjoy the weather, sadly, that wasn't the case. As the gang sat down, chatting and joking around and meeting an old friend again, having a good time and catching up.

Til two sneaky demons attempted a plan to capture Mk, once and for all!

"All right, Yin, let's go over this!" Jin said as they stood in the back alley, holding a mystery bottle filled with liquid. "Okay, We walk into the restaurant and ask them if they want to buy cookies!" Yin said, holding out a batch of somewhat decent cookies. "Yeah, when Monkie Kid eats one, he will turn into a child!" Jin said, "Then he won't be able to fight us when we attack!"

"YES! Then the city will be ours!" Jin explained to Yin. Yin nodded his head furiously. "He will be too punny to beat us!"

"That right!" Jin replies to his brother as he opens the bottle and puts a few drops on the cookies. They put on children's clothes, posing for a moment before walking to the front of the store. Inside was the whole gang chatting and eating noddle.

Mk and Mei talk to their old friend (Y/n), whom they met when they were kids. Tang and Sandy were talking to Pigsy about other things. The gang didn't notice the twins til one coughed. "Excuse me, do you guys want free cookies from children?" Yin said, making the best kid voice.

Mk and (Y/n) turned their heads to the two 'kids'. The due did not see through the disguises, while the rest of the gang knew something was off.

"Please, We made extra cookies for our..." Jin paused for a moment before Yin jumped in, "School! event!" He elbowed Jin's arm. "Ow-Yeah! Our school event!" Jin said, rubbing his arm. (Y/n) about to get one, was stopped by Pigsy. "Wait? What event?" He asked, causing the demon to sweat. "Uh...Um, a school fun raiser?" they both gave an uncertain response. But it was enough to convince (Y/n) and Mk.

"Good enough for me!" Mk said as he took the cookies. The twin demons snickered and ran out before Pigsy asked more questions. "Mk! Have I not taught you not to take anything from strangers!" Pigsy yelled, shaking his head and face palming."What's wrong with some kids giving out free cookies?" He asked before eating one. "I think the cookies are fine. They don't seem dangerous." (Y/n) said.

"Yeah, Want one, Tang? " Mei asked as she offered one to Tang, but he pushed it away. "As much as I love food, I learned my lesson from taking food from strangers." He said, shivers going down his spine as he remembered the scorpion queen. Mei looked at the cookies, "They aren't half bad. It does have an aftertaste." She said as Mk and (Y/n) noticed it. "Yeah, what is it?" (Y/n) questioned and tried to guess. Before they grabbed seconds, they realized all the cookies were gone.

Pigsy had taken them and thrown them away. "Pigsy!" The three teens whined as they saw their free cookies disappear. "You guys are going to get sick from those strange cookies." He said, crossing his arms as the teens pouted. Sandy patted (Y/n)'s back, "Don't worry, you guys. We can make our own later." He tried to cheer them up, and it worked.

"Yeah! We can so many chocolate chips!" Mk smiled as Mei agreed. Before (Y/n) said anything, they felt a sting. The gang turned to see them crouching on the floor.

Soon the other two felt the same pain. Tang and Pigsy rushed to catch them from falling. "Kids!" Pigsy said as he carried Mk, Tang with (Y/n), and Sandy with Mei.

"Come on, guys! say something!" Tang said and looked at the pale (Y/n). "Something..." (Y/n) giggled as a cloud of (F/c) filled the restaurant. Coughs were the only sound inside heard, followed by cries. The three adults realized the teens had disappeared from their grasp.

"Mk/(Y/n)/Mei!" They all called out in unison. The cloud soon faded, and they saw three children holding on to their legs. "Wh-" "Dadsy!" the little boy said as he hugged Pigsy's leg. "Mk?" Pigsy stuttered as the little boy looked up.

"Yeah?" He answered the now panicked Pigsy. Tang looked down to see a quiet child holding on to his clothes. While Sandy eye's met a small girl jumping up and down, asking if she could touch his mohawk. All three were stunned in silence.

"Pigsy...What just happened?!" Tang shouted as (Y/n) started to whimper. Tang saw this, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Tang said as he tried to calm down the child. Pigsy had to process what had just occurred before feeling a tug on his jacket.

"Dadsy, can me and my friends go play?" He asked with a sweet smile. Pigsy took a deep breath in and kneeled to his level.

"If you can tell me, what was the last thing you remember?" He asked, causing the boy to chuckle. "Me, Mei, and (Y/n) were playing outside before you called us in!" He said, pointing at his friends. He ran to his friends, took their hands, and ran off to find something fun. Sandy was already blocking the exit,

"Sorry little or littler dudes." He said, causing them to pout, but (Y/n) saw Moe. They tugged Mk and Mei's shirt and pointed at the poor feline. All three smiled before they ran after him into the Mk's place. Pigsy's mind was about to burst, "They... have been turned back...into children." Pigsy said it as calmly as he continued. "By those cookies, I told them not to eat!!" He burst out.

"Well. I guess you can teach Mk that lesson now." Tang said, trying to lighten the mood but failed. He was about to be hit with his husband's wooden spoon for making that joke. Sandy was luckily able to stop him by suggesting they go and take care of the three hyper kids before they cause more problems. Pigsy agreed as he walked away to find the children in Mk's place.

Meanwhile, the three small kids were causing mischief in Mk's room. "Guys, I'm bored!" Mk whined as he tried to climb onto his large bed. Mei went through Mk's movies and video games while (Y/n) was watching Mk struggle. "Do you need help, Mk?" (Y/n) said, as it got too painful to watch him fail. "No!" He said as he pulled the sheet and something fell to the floor. The three kids went to see it was a golden staff.

"Cool!" Mk and Mei said as (Y/n) was in awe. "We can play Monkey King!" Mei said as she tried to lift the staff but was struggling. (Y/N) try to help, but neither couldn't lift it. They both got exhausted, "Why is it so heavy!" Mei cried. "Let me try!" Mk said as Mei and (Y/n) rolled their eyes. "If we can't lift it, what-" Mei was interrupted by seeing Mk hold the staff.

"Well, it seems that I'm the monkey king!" He said proudly, but it shot up into the ceiling. The trio screamed and ran away from the staff, and it fell to the floor nearly on (Y/n). A loud thud went through the apartment. (Y/n) was frozen in shock that they almost 'died', "I don't want to play monkey king anymore!" They yelled as they shook from the fear. (Y/n) ran to the adults, who found the place a mess and hid behind them for safety.

"What happened here!?" Pigsy yelled, but all three children's voice-overs lapped each other to try to explain. "Okay, how about we just sit down and do something safer, like drawing?" Tang suggested. The three kids smiled and agreed as if the last few minutes had never happened.

For the next hour, it was peaceful in a way, the kid trio drawing while the others tried and figure out how to reverse this mess. "We need to find those demons, but how?" Pigsy questioned, but the TV interrupted his thought and Monkey Cop with the news. The city was under attack by Yin and Jin since there was no monkie kid. They had gone around and run a mess for a couple of hours.

"you mean those guys?" (Y/n) asked as they pointed at the tv. Pigsy sighed, thinking of an idea. A shadow appeared as it covered the room in darkness.

"Man, Mk, are you sick or something? Not following your hero duty-..." Macaque came out of his portal, his eyes landing on a fighting stance Mei as she protected (Y/n) and Mk.

"Mister Macaque!" Sandy said. Everyone was surprised at his arrival, "Why are you?" Pigsy questioned Macaque, unsure of his intention. Tang tried to calm down the tiny trio before they jumped on the monkey.

"Well, I care about my student, i had a feeling something happened because he didn't show up to stop those dummies." He gestures toward the tv. "What happened to them?" He asked as Tang explained what happened.

"Well, lucky for you guys, I know how to reverse it. but how we get will be the problem, and these small guys can't come." He pointed to the children trying to grab his tail.

(Y/n) was the one to grab it and pull it. He glared at the giggling children before taking it back. "Yeah, two of us need to stay here." He muttered. It wasn't long before Sandy volunteered to go with him. Before Pigsy could protest, Macaque had made another shadow portal, and both vanished.

"Well, what do you three want to do now?" Tang asked the small kids, and a stomach growled was heard from Mk. "Lunch!" Mk said, not long before Mei and (Y/n) chanted with him. "I'll go make some noodles," Pigsy said as he walked to the kitchen, he turned to see (Y/n).

"Can I help?" They ask as they try to view the kitchen counter. Pigsy chuckled before lifting them onto a stool. "Yeah, kid, just had me the vegetables. Okay." He said as he prepared the food. Meanwhile, Tang was reading JTTW to the two hyper kids.

(Y/n) smiled as they handed small vegetables they could carry, and Pigsy allowed them to taste the noodle.

"What do you think it's missing?" He asked the child. They looked at the sauces and spotted one, "This!" They smiled as they gave it to Pigsy. He was surprised that they were right on the sauce.

"Well, aren't you a chef helper," Ruffling their hair making. They giggle as they taste it again, "Perfect!" They shouted. "Let's go get the others," He said as he carried (Y/n).

After a nice lunch, the small trio was getting antsy. "Dad, can we go outside now?" Mk asked Tang, but he shook his head. "Sorry, bud, not yet. You guys need a nap." He said as he saw (Y/n) and Mei yawing. "No, we don't!" Mei protested but yawned again. Pigsy helped Tang and carried the trio to the bed. Mei and Mk fell asleep in a few winks, but (Y/n) struggled to sleep.

"(Y/n), what's the matter?" Pigsy asked (Y/n), who was looking around. " I don't feel tired," they said as they tried to get out of the bed and almost fell. Pigsy caught them before hitting the ground, "carefully, kid!" Pigsy whispered as he carried (Y/n). They chuckled a bit before apologizing.

"Tang, can you read stories from JTTW?" (Y/n) asked the man with glasses. "Why, of course, (Y/n). If this will help sleep." He said, and they nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, yes, it will!" They yelled. Pigsy hushed them, "let's be a more quiet kid. Don't want to bother the others now." He said.

Tang soon began to read the beginnings of JTTW. (Y/n) was listening to him internally while Pigsy was dozing off and on. Before he was at the peach festival, he saw Pigsy asleep and (Y/n) trying their best to stay awake.

"Come here, let's get you to bed." He softly spoke as he picked up the annoyed child. They tried to escape, but it was useless as they were too sleepy. Tang laughed at the attempt, "Nice try." He said before placing the small child next to the other two.

"Good night, (Y/n)." He whispers.

"Okay, Good night, dad," they mumbled as they fell asleep. Tang sat on the couch, sighing in relief to have a bit of tranquility. "Finally, peace." He whispered before summited into sleep next to his husband.

Moments later, Sandy and Macaque came back and saw the gang sleeping. Sandy found it adorable while Macaque cringed a bit, but both didn't disturb them.

Sandy made tea for both and waited for the gang to wake up. It wasn't long till Tang and Pigsy woke up.

"About time you two woke," Macaque said as he walked over to the small trio. He took out a bag, grabbing a hand full of powder. He softly blew it in onto the children. It falls onto them and soon dissolves into air, "This is what will change them back. It might be a few minutes, but they'll return to their age." He said as he put away the bag.

"Thank you, Mister Macaque!" Sandy said with a smile Macaque rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Next time, don't let them take any free food. Especially from these two," He said as a shadow opened with Jin and Yin knocked out. "I don't want to be the one cleaning up this city." The shadow moved underneath him and disappeared, along with the twins.

It wasn't long till they saw the child trio grow up in their sleep. They sigh in relief, seeing them back to normal. (Y/n) was the first to wake up, "what happened?" They said, but remember the cookies they ate. "Man, that cookie didn't sit right," they pouted. Soon Mk and Mei woke up, and none of them remembered what happened.

Pigsy gave them a short version of what happened and that they should take it as a lesson to never take things from strangers. The teens felt embarrassed thinking about how they acted as kids again.

"Sorry, dadsy, I promise never to do it again," Mk swore. Tang sighed, knowing it was most likely an empty promise. " I dont think I can go through it again," Mei said, remembering her childhood.

"Yeah, sorry dads, I think it's going to be a while before I eat cookies again." (Y/n) said to Tang and Pigsy. The husbands noticed but didn't mind. "Don't worry, kid, just be more cautious," Pigsy ruffles their hair as they got up to leave.

"MY PRECIOUS POSSESSIONS!" Mk yelled as he saw his room in shambles.

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djljpanda · 1 year ago

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Since cookies are baked, imagine a human decided to try something unethical and mix insect and cookies and bake them to life. The result is a horrifying insect cookies that is barely sentinent and function like a hive. They are very agressive and is rumoured to be created by some evil god.

This could happen if you also have to remember that there are insect themed cookies.

I don’t know if I’m remembering this right but if they are cookies and they are bug or insect themed shouldn’t have the witches used bugs or insects.

But baker was curious upon seeing how the local witches were making cookies and thought it was easy so they caught a fly and put it into a pot and upon seeing the creature they were grossed and freaked out by it they tried killing it but somehow it made its way into earthbread.

Now the cookies are confused and scared cause what is this creature that’s attack every cookie. Many hoped that their wishes should be heard and help find a way to get rid of this creature. Now baker makes their presence known as think of how Athena send or helped Perseus to kill Medusa, that what you are doing here.

Now the witches didn’t know what you did and lucky for you as you wanted to stay that way. But the cookies worshipped you as someone driven. And yes the cookies don’t know that it was you who made that thing in the first place.

Just know that after helping those cookies you had started some cult and who knows you might check up on them again.

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lovesickletters · 3 years ago

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💜𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉💜

𝒞𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒 𝑅𝓊𝓃

💜Yandere Red Velvet Cookie x Reader | Seeing Red

💜Yandere Red Velvet x Reader Drabble | Blame Gluttony

💜Angst Hanahaki Herb Cookie x Reader | Morning Glory

💜Yandere Alchemist Cookie x Reader | Catalyst

💜Yandere Milk Cookie | Yandere Subcategories

💜Yandere Alphabet - Espresso Cookie

💜Yandere Alphabet - Red Velvet Cookie ⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Black Pearl Cookie

⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Almond Cookie

⚛️Yandere Bouquet Prompts - Parfait Cookie 💟Raspberry Cookie | Yandere Edits

💟Red Velvet Cookie | Yandere Edits

💌Almond Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Chilli Pepper Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Clotted Cream Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Cream Unicorn Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Dark Cacao Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Dark Choco Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Espresso Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Herb Cookie | Lovesick Letters 💌Hollyberry Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Kumiho Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Latte Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Lilac Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Liquorice Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Madeleine Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Milk Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Oyster Cookie | Lovesick Letters 💌Parfait Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pastry Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pitaya Dragon Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Pure Vanilla Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Purple Yam Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Red Velvet Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Rye Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Sparkling Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Vampire Cookie | Lovesick Letters

💌Werewolf Cookie | Lovesick Letters

𝒟𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓋𝑒

💜Yandere Willow/Wilson x Reader (Rewrite) | Sanity

𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝐼𝓂𝓅𝒶𝒸𝓉

💜Zhongli x Reader (𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌)| Sleeping Beauty

💜Amber | Beidou | Yae | NSFW Alphabet

💌Diluc x Reader | Lovesick Letters 💟Amber | Yandere Edits

ℐ𝓃𝓈𝒸𝓇𝓎𝓅𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃

💌Grimora | Lovesick Letters

𝑀𝑜𝓃𝓀𝒾𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝒹

💜Macaque | Wukong NSFW Alphabet

💟Macaque | Wukong | Red Son | Yandere Edits

💟Macaque | Wukong | Princess Iron Fan | Spider Queen | Yandere Edits

💟Wukong | Scorpion Queen | Chang’e | Lady Bone Demon | Yandere Edits

💟Macaque | Wukong | Yandere Edits

💌Macaque | Lovesick Letters

💌Sun Wukong | Lovesick Letters

𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒰𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒

💜Spinel x Reader (𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌) | Serene

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓁𝑒𝓎 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒

💌The Narrator | Lovesick Letters

💜Yandere Narrator x Reader | Tragedy

💟Lovebug!Narrator | Sketch

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 3 years ago

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Wade's Emotional Support Steve

A Maximum Effort Drabble

Summary- 1.3k Bucky Barnes x Sam Wilson x Wade Wilson x Reader. Giving Bucky a crash course in the fun world of video games enables Bucky to open up a bit, making a rare mention of Steve. Wade, overcome with his own emotions at the moment offers Bucky one of his prized possessions.

Warnings- mentions of penis cookies and improper use of stuffed toys.

A/N- Today is Bucky's birthday and sadly the one I wanted to share wasn't ready, but I held onto this one for a while and decided today was a good time to share for this fun little series @what-is-your-plan-today and I write for. As always, likes, comments, and reblogs are gold, we appreciate hearing what you all think. Thank you so much for reading, that is a true Maximum Effort.

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“Come on, is that even a move?” Sam sputtered while you sat next to him with your game controller, tongue sticking out from the corner of your mouth as you used Sub Zero's special ice move on Sam’s Scorpion characters, ending him. The words flashed on the screen and you dropped the controller on the coffee table to hop to a stand and do a small victory dance. “And that’s how you kick ass Sammy!”

You were mid moonwalk when Bucky walked into the room, crashing heavily into the chair nearby while looking at the screen as Sam worked the old system to restart the game. “You won this time Y/N, next time I will not take it easy on you at all.”

You scoffed while sitting back down. Nearby Bucky just off-hand mentioned. “You guys don't ever play old regular games?”

You shrug as you are going through the available players. “I will give you a chance this time Sam, I won’t go for Sub Zero. How about Sonya Blade?” Hitting select, you shrug. “Umm, this game is pretty old already, Buck. It's from like… 1992?” You question Sam who nods in confirmation.

Bucky rolls his eyes at you with a snort. “Really, so old. Thank you for making me feel ancient.” He pushed himself up from the chair to retreat from you and Sam’s game. “Steve and I, we played cards, you guys are always playing this kind of stuff.”

You hop off your seat and duck under Sam's controller line to sit on the arm of the chair Bucky is sitting in. “How about you give it a try? You might like it Buck.”

“Eh, it's not really my thing.” He tries to brush it off and you were about to call bullshit, it was a known fact Bucky always found tech fascinating. Wade cut in though, coming in from the kitchen carrying a tray of what smells like cookies.

“Oh, can I play?” Wade coos out with a gleeful giggle, setting down the tray on the coffee table, which Sam immediately hands him the controller. “I love these games.”

Sam leans forward to grab a cookie off the tray, snorting as he picked up a rather long decorated with neon pink sprinkle covered penis cookie. “New cookie cutters Wade?”

“I was shopping at the new sex store down the street, supporting the local business.” Wade went to select his character. “They also had boob shaped spaghettios for adults.”

“Arnt those- just regular spaghettios? My nephews love spaghettios.”

Wade gasps and almost drops the controller. “Kids are eating those? What kind of universe is this?”

“The normal kind?” You hold out the controller once more to encourage Bucky to take it, who does with a slight roll of his eyes. “Come on Bucky, you know it would make Wade’s entire day if you played with him.”

Wade giggled a bit with glee, nodding in confirmation.

“Fine, how does this work?”

You are patient with Bucky, helping him with which buttons to hit, in what sequence to unlock some of the special moves to use against Wade. Bucky was quick to pick it up, soon he was just as into playing as you and Sam had been.

When he finally was able to knock Wade’s Johnny Cage down, with a triumphant fist pump, Wade from the other side of the couch tossed the control down. “That's just like foreplay! My heart is racing.” He slapped a palm against his chest to feel his heart beating.

On the arm of the chair, you clapped Bucky’s back. “You’re a natural Buck.”

Bucky seemed to smile, it wavered a bit as he was far gentler putting the controller down. “I think Steve would have really enjoyed it.”

A look passed between you and Sam at the mention of Steve. It wasn’t something Bucky brought up a whole lot, now and then an observation where Steve would get mentioned. Not nearly as much as in the beginning when Sam first decided what he wanted to do with the shield and the Captain America title.

Now there were wistful mentions about Steve on Bucky’s part, it was easy to tell just how much he missed him. You and Sam had talked about it, wanting to ensure that both of you were supportive of Bucky, that it was okay to miss his best friend. Your arm went around his shoulder in a loose hug, nodding in agreement. “I bet Steve would have Bucky.”

Wade witnessed this, slowly munching on a pink sprinkled penis cookie when he gave a loud sniffle that made all three of you look at him in surprise. “It’s so sad… Bucky without Steve now.”

Bucky scowled, closing back up on his feelings when he shrugged. “That was then, this is now. Let's see if I can beat Sam.” Leaning forward out of your grasp, he picked up the controller again.

“Good luck trying. Y/N got lucky… one time.” Sam said lightheartedly, knowing when Bucky needed space.

Wade stuffed the rest of his cookie in his mouth and suddenly had a giant grin. “I have something for you Buckaroo.”

Bucky was sorting through the different characters, now studying who he really wanted to pick. “What? I don't need anything. Also for the hundredth time, quit calling me Buckaroo.” He said, almost automatic now. You could tell he wasn't paying attention to Wade right now that he was engrossed into the game.

Wade skipped out of the common area, heading towards the room you had set up for him for his sudden appearances when he exclaimed ‘He needed some Buckaroo time.’ Bucky was still cursing you out for giving Wade his own bedroom.

It wasn’t long till Wade came skipping back, safely tucked in his arms was what looked like a stuffed unicorn. You reach over to Bucky’s controller to hit pause. “Hey” he exclaimed when you nodded towards Wade, who was petting the toy’s mane.

“Listen Buckaroo, I know you don’t like me too much.”

“Well, Wade when you constantly get on my-” Bucky scowled a bit when Sam kicked out his leg, hitting Bucky with a look. “I like you just fine Wade.” He changed his tune, which made Wade beam happily. Approaching Bucky, he set the stuffed toy in the soldier's lap.

“I know he is not your Steve, but his name is Steve and I would like you to have him.”

“You named the unicorn… Steve, why?”

“Oh because he is magical Bucky. Plus a great stress reliever.”

Bucky frowns a bit while he cautiously touches the unicorn. “Stress reliever? Steve was always causing me stress.”

Wade cleared his throat and made a jerking motion with his fist. “You know… stress reliever, when you just gotta let go.”

Sam and you burst out laughing while Bucky shot the unicorn across the room faster then you could blink. “WADE! THAT'S NASTY! I touched it too, I have to go boil my vibranium arm now.”

You fell onto the couch, you and Sam slumped against each other laughing as Bucky started wiping his hand against the arm of the chair.

“That was so-” You are trying to wipe the tears from your eyes “-so very sweet of you Wade to give him your unicorn.”

“He defiled it Y/N!”

“I just wanted to make sure you had a Steve form of support.” Wade said as he went to clutch Steve the unicorn to his chest. “You didn't need to throw Steve so hard Buckaroo!”

“You… “ Bucky pointed at you. “Do not encourage him.” You fall into more laughter as Bucky stomps from the room, sputtering to himself.

“Couldn't just leave me on ice in Wakanda… no… gotta live your life Bucky, you will make new friends.”

Wade runs after him, waving Steve the Unicorn. “Buckaroo, you need to say sorry to Steve for throwing him.”

You and Sam hear Bucky shout back. “You touch me with that thing again and I will rip its head off!”

“You wouldn't dare hurt Steve.”

“THAT'S NOT STEVE!”

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