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neyswxrld · 5 months

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sweet as cookies

Hardcase x reader (gn)

summary: You promised Hardcase to bake cookies and he's very excited about that.

warnings: none, it's just fluff

word count: ~670

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a/n: this is the eleventh fic for my advent calendar! sadly, i'm too busy to bake cookies this year.

p.s. english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for misspellings!

When you first told Hardcase about Christmas, he was very excited.

He liked the whole concept of Christmas. The love, the family, the warmth, the presents, the snow, even the Christmas tree. He absorbed everything you told him and placed it in his heart like a small treasure, ready to be found and opened, to share its content with others.

But there was one thing Hardcase didn't just like.

Christmas cookies.

Since the first time you told him about the small, baked goods, he was excited about them. He immediately loved them, even though he hadn't really tried some of the sweets.

Your family had the tradition to bake some cookies at the day the first snow falls and Hardcase really loved that too.

So, instead of being confused, when he wakes you with a big smile on his face the other day, you just laugh a little at his cute excitement.

"It's snowing! You know, what that means!" he almost yells, excited.

He pulls you out of the bed and into the bathroom, waiting impatiently for you to get ready.

Right after that, he takes you to the next grocery store, ready to buy everything you two need to make some of the goods.

When you're at home again, he almost vibrates out of his skin while he helps you set up everything you'll need.

"What do we need to do first?" Hardcase asks, looking over the stuff.

"Those are really easy cookies. You just have to mix everything, put it in the fridge for some time, and then we can cut out some motives," you explain, taking out a bowl from the shelf, giving it to him.

Hardcase stands in front of the bowl, measuring all the ingredients you give to him perfectly, and is excited to mix them.

When you put the dough in the fridge, he starts to lick the small spoom, tasting his creation.

"Oh, it's awesome!" he says, taking another small lick.

"You're lucky there aren't eggs in it. If you think it tastes great now, you have to wait until they're baked," you laugh and give him a small kiss on his cheek.

Excited as ever, he nods, helps you clean the kitchen, and prepare the stuff you need for the next step.

After about half an hour, you take the dough out of the fridge again and start to roll it out.

Carefully, Hardcase places some cookie cutters on it and smiles every time he lays a new raw cookie on the baking tray.

When there's no dough left, you put the trays in the oven.

"When they're cool again, we have to make some icing so they taste and look better," you explain again, and Hardcase nods, confident.

He really enjoys helping you with the cookies and still can't wait for them to be finished.

When that time comes around, he happily puts the icing on the cookies and sprinkles some colorfuk sprinkles on them.

"They're pretty," he says, proudly when everything is done and the kitchen clean again.

"Yes, you really did great!" you nod at him and lay your head on his shoulder.

"Are they finished now? Can I try one?" he asks again, smiling. You roll your eyes a little bit. So impatient.

"Yeah, go on, try one," you smile at him and don't have to tell him twice.

His hand snaps forward, and you can't even look as fast as the cookie disappears in his mouth.

With raised eyebrows, you watch him chew and start to smile, as the excited glimmer in his eyes intensifies.

"That is the best thing I have ever tried," he almost cries out, taking another one.

Laughing, you reach out for one for yourself and smile at the sweet taste on your tongue.

Hardcase indeed did great.

And if someone asked you about the reason for you to bake so many cookies for christmas, you just smiled and thought about the look of joy and excitement on Hardcase's face, every time he got to bake or taste a new one.

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andallshallbewell · 5 months

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#baking cookies #cookies #holiday baking #dessert

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toldthatdevil · 1 year

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chocolate chips and cookies

pairings: Mommy!Wanda Maximoff x Little!reader

Summary: No real plot, just some soft moments between mommy wanda and their little one baking cookies.

Content: age regression, mommy!wanda, fluff, comfort, just a happy time.

A/N: This is my first time posting something like this as I was feeling brave so i pulled this out of my notes.

You had been pestering Wanda all morning. You wanted cookies, but not the store bought ones she had offered you multiple times from the pantry. You wanted them fresh. You wanted to make your own.

“You want to make cookies? From scratch?” Your mommy questioned, when you asked her. Wanda wasn’t too sure of the idea but it was simple enough and would keep you entertained for a while. Plus, with her help you were unlikely to do too much damage to yourself or to the kitchen so she agreed.

Wanda had settled you securely onto your stepping stool which allowed you to be able to reach over the countertop to help bake. You were so excited to start baking you could hardly wait. Wanda grabbed all of the ingredients you would need out of the pantry and settled them down in front of you.

“Alright little one. Step one: we have to pre-heat the oven so it’s nice and warm for our dough.”

You watched intently as Wanda pressed the ‘on’ button and changed the temperature dial. Soon enough you could feel the heat slowly beginning to warm the oven. You listened carefully as your mommy explained how you must never ever touch the oven as you were far too little to be able to use it safely.

“Now, the next step is to measure a cup of flour,” Wanda picked up the flour bag but you reached for it, wanting to do it yourself.

“Wait!” You yelled, dropping the bag down, the sudden decibels from your yell taking Wanda by surprise. “We need our aprons mommy!”

Wanda chuckled, of course you needed aprons. How could she be so silly and forget? “Aprons you say?” And with a snap of her fingers, wisps of red tendrils circled around the two of you, leaving behind yellow floral aprons on both of you.

You giggle happily, you absolutely love watching your mommy play with her magic. You knew she was powerful and could do almost anything you could think of, even make the monsters under your bed stay away when they got too scary which was her specialty.

You went back to the flour and begin to tilt the bag slowly and carefully into the measuring cup Wanda was holding steady, until the white powder reached the top.

“Done!” You say proudly, beaming up at your mommy.

Wanda smiles, “well done my darling, you did it so well!”

You pour the powder into the mixing bowl then moved on happily following your mommy’s instructions and adding the rest of the sugar and vanilla into the mixture, stirring it all together.

“What now mommy?” You asked, your arm getting sore from all the mixing.

“Now all we have to do,” Wanda says grabbing the carton of eggs from the refrigerator, “is add the eggs.”

You watched closely as your mommy showed you how to crack the egg open, “You just need to be gentle and give it a little tap.”

Wanda split the egg carefully into two without getting any shell fragments into the dough. “See? Do you want to try little one?”

You nodded, taking the egg carefully out of the carton and tried hitting it gently against the bowl just like your mommy did but nothing happened.

“A little harder,” she said.

You tried again giving it what you thought was a harder but still a gentle hit but when the eggshell cracked in half, spilling the egg onto the side, you pouted in disappointment.

“Aw it’s okay baby,” Wanda cleaned up the mess without hesitation or frustration and wiped your hands clean of any yolk that had spilled. “Would you like to try again together?”

You nodded eagerly in agreement. Wanda placed the egg in your right hand then stood behind you with her hands on top of yours then guided you to hit the egg just right. You split it open successfully and let the contents drop into the bowl.

Wanda smiled and kissed your cheek, “You’re doing so well! Are you ready for the final ingredient?”

You knew what was coming, it was the best part about making cookies, “Yessss! Mommy, chips, chips!!”

Your mommy couldn’t help but laugh at how excited you were at the mention of the chocolate chips. She handed you the packet but as soon as she did she realised that might not have been her smartest idea. Before she could stop you, you had already poured the entire packet of chips into the bowl.

“Oops”

Wanda sighed. These cookies are going to be all chocolate and no cookie by the time you are done with them.

“Don’t worry mommy, I’ll eat some,” you said quickly scooping out a handful of chips to munch on. The chocolate itself was already delicious so you couldn’t wait to eat them as cookies when they were done.

You stood patiently eating your chocolates whilst watching Wanda roll the dough into perfect circular balls and then smushing them. She had told you this was the perfect way to make sure the cookies came out good and tasty but you were too busy focusing on how many chocolates you had left which were slowly melting in your hand.

“Alright, now we just have to wait for them until they’re done,”

Wanda picked you up and placed you on her hip, taking you to the sink so she could clean off your hands before taking you into the living room and setting you down on the couch. She put your favourite show on to keep you entertained whilst she busied herself cleaning up in the kitchen.

“Hey baby, what kind of milk do you want with the cookies?” Your mommy asked.

“Vallina milk,”

Wanda smiled, it melted her heart the way you mispronounced your words, it made her realise how truly little you were. She grabbed the vanilla milk filling up one of your bottle so you wouldn’t spill it everywhere. She thought it was more practical, then, if you wanted to dunk your cookie in milk you could always use hers.

The smell of chocolate and sweetness interrupted your fixation on the tv just long enough to see your mommy coming in with the plate of cookies and milk. You squealed excitedly as she set them down on the coffee table next to you.

“They came out so perfect baby, I’m so so proud of how well you did.” Wanda hands you the biggest and best cookie from the plate and your eyes widen. Not wasting a single second more, you take a big bite from the cookie and moan happily when the sugary goodness hits your tastebuds.

You saw your mommy had made you a bottle, you grabbed it and climbed into her lap with the cookie still in your other hand. She let you get comfy and snuggled into her whilst you took turns taking a bite of your cookie and then a sip of the vanilla milk.

“Love you mommy,”

“I love you to my darling, so much.” Wanda hugged you close and kissed the top of your head. You were both happy and content lying together and would be there for the rest of the afternoon watching tv and eating cookies.

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matt-h3w · 3 months

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This mans is so ✨Fine✨ I can't! 😭😭 Annywaysss..... I'm currently stuck on Billy Hargrove fluff, because that shit make me Ahh! You know? (Also it's an actual recipe y'all, if you wanna make cookies 😅) idgaf if you're not ticklish in this you are okay? Okay.

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Imagine you making cookies with Billy tho 🤩🤩

I try to keep references to gender regarding the reader out of the writing because I want any and all genders to be able to read, unless it's requested other wise. Swear warnings

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Billy decided to show up to your house, the only give away that he was even there was the loud sound of his car engine. Other than that, he was completely unannounced, no heads up, no "hey are you free?" Just drove his happy ass to your place because he felt like it. You were in the middle of looking for a decent cookie recipe when you heard him driving down your street. You were already at the door by the time he pulled up into your driveway.

He didn't even get a chance to knock before you opened the door. Giving him a glare, though you both knew damn well you were being more playful than pissed. "Should have called me first Hargrove" you spoke in an angry tone that was very much not genuine. "Ouch, last name basis today babe?" He joked right along with you. He intentionally put emphasis on the word babe because it always made your face heat up.

You two had an odd relationship, you acted like you were together, dates, kisses, 'I love you', but he'd still sleep around. You knew the only reason for it being open ended was because he was scared that if he made it something serious, it'd hurt more to lose you. You weren't saying that it didn't hurt a little bit, hell it hurts a lot that he wouldn't risk the commitment. But you understood why he had that fear.

"You gonna let me in, or are we going to stand here all day sweetheart?" He said, looking at you with those eyes, the eyes that could be and are your downfall. The blue of then makes the sky jealous. They were mesmerizing pools of ice that you'd let yourself get trapped in. You stepped out of his way, inviting him inside. You always noticed the way he seemed to relax when he was with you. The tension between his broad shoulders immediately disappearing.

"Want to help me make cookies?" Your voice was soft, it almost always was when you talked to him, unless you were teasing each other with snarky comments or sarcastic banter. All he did was look at you, pulling you closer, a small but genuine smile gracing his lips and it made you a flustered mess. "Babe, I will always, always, want to do something if it means I get to spend time with you." His voice came out in a deep soothing tone.

You smiled back at him, then placed a kiss on his cheek, and sure he appreciated that, he wasn't fully satisfied, so when you pulled back, he pulled you back in giving you a gentle kiss on the lips. If your face wasn't red already it definitely was now. He always managed to make you blush no matter how long you two were together.

You pulled away from his embrace, returning to your spot in the kitchen, the Californian boy trailing after you, like a lost puppy. He truly was a golden retriever when it came to it. For one, he followed you around, even when you walked around aimlessly (found that out the hard way) and for two well... His hair, Golden curls that made sunsets in Malibu jealous. The natural wave of it challenged even the best of surfing tides.

"Wanna help me find a recipe?" You asked, looking at him, as you rested your elbows on the island counter. He shrugged, wrapping his arms around your waist, holding you from behind. "We can do whatever you'd like" is voice was smooth, like velvet. That's it, velvet cookies, but blue instead of red because red was too basic and predictable. You found yourself flipping through the book till you found it, smiling proudly to yourself.

"Red Velvet?" He asked, with a small chuckle "No, they're gonna be blue" you replied with a snippy tone "My bad, my bad, Blue Velvet, sorry darling" his face was now buried in the crook of your neck as he laughed. "Are you laughing at me?!" The obviously over dramatic tone was purely just to pick on him. "No, nope, Nuh uh, I would never" he continued to laugh, causing you to roll your eyes.

You once again pulled away from his grasp, which he didn't seem to happy about, but you started to gather ingredients. "Babe, can you read the ingredients?" You asked as you opened a cupboard grabbing mixing bowls.

"Yeah, uhm, two and one fourths cups of all-purpose flour, two and a half tablespoons of cocoa powder, one and a half teaspoon cornstarch, three fourths teaspoon of baking soda, one half teaspoon of salt. Eight tablespoons or one stick unsalted butter, six tablespoons of vegetable shortening, one and a half cups granulated sugar, one large egg , one large egg yolk, one and a half teaspoons of white vinegar, one and a half teaspoons pure vanilla extract, food coloring preferably gel, White chocolate chips" he read off the list, he didn't stutter or falter, he read it over smoothly, which was quite impressive.

He read it slow enough that you could gather the ingredients as he went. "I said ingredients, not how much of each, but thank you" you teased, kissing his cheek. "You're just upset I can read better than you can" he jibbed back before giving you an actual kiss, his lips pressed against yours, his hands going to your hips. Once he pulled away, you stuck out your tongue in annoyance. He knew he had won.

The two of you grabbed the proper measuring utensils, not wanting to make any unnecessary clean up. "Okay instructions.... Do, do, do, do" you look over the page sorting the ingredients, dry and wet putting them next to their respective bowls. "You should probably start by preheating the oven" he said, smirking at your behavior. "ever heard of Mise en Place?" You said. "Nerd?" He replied, getting an eye roll in return.

He went to the oven, preheating it to three hundred seventy five degrees fahrenheit. (For people that use Celsius it's about 190 degrees) "okay says we have to line our baking sheets with silicone baking mats then set then aside, but you don't own silicone baking mats so, parchment paper?" He said, obviously guessing on what to use for the replacement. "It also doesn't say what sizes baking sheets or how many so, we'll just have to guess" he grabbed parchment paper, and baking sheets from where you set them. The metal of them making a soft clanging sound when they hit the counter.

You leaned over, reading the next instructions out loud "In a small bowl, combine the flour, cocoa powder, cornstarch, baking soda, and salt... Well the bowl isn't really small, but it'll work" you shrugged, you were using a medium sized mixing bowl putting the ingredients listed on the instructions in, at the instructed amounts. "Hey babe, how much is this supposed to make?" Your voice filled his ears, for some reason it made his heart flutter hearing you refer to him as Babe, "uh-," he quickly checked the yield listed at the top "Two dozen" once again he received a kiss on the cheek.

It was moments like these that made him want to commit to you fully, but he was too scared of losing you completely and it hurting more if he did. "I love you" he whispered out, he didn't even realize he said it, but you definitely heard it. "I love you too Billy" when he realized that he had spoken his thoughts out loud he looked embarrassed, but relaxed when you pulled his close, smiling at him, sharing a soft kiss. He pressed deeper into the kiss, holding you tighter. The oven beeped, signalling it was done preheating, interrupting the moment between you two.

You continued baking, this time he was holding onto you, snuggling his face against your neck. Kissing you every so often whether it was on your cheek, your neck, the top of your head, your shoulder, or your lips, he was showering you with affection. You finished mixing the dry ingredients, pushing them to the side, so they were out of your way. "Okay, with an electric hand mixer, cream together the butter, shortening, and sugar for five minutes. Add in the egg, egg yolk, vinegar, and vanilla and mix for three to five more minutes until smooth and creamy. Add in the food coloring, a tiny bit at a time, until your desired hue is reached." Billy held the bowl still while I mixed it, "Babe, maybe turn the speed down" he spoke, the speed on the mixer was higher than it probably should have been, which was why it was hard to mix and keep the bowl still with one hand for each.

"shhhh, it's faster this way" you mumbled earning a chuckle from the boy behind you. His arms were on either side, caging you in as he held the bowl because you didn't care enough to actually try to keep it still. "Pewp, bloop, blue.... More blue.... Do you think this is enough blue?" you looked back at him, then at the very blue cookie batter. "Yes, it is definitely blue enough" he pressed a kiss on the side of your head, lips trailing down to your neck in an affectionate manner. "Billy..." You whispered receiving only a hum in response.

The feeling of his breath hitting your neck tickled, causing you to move away a bit while a soft squeal. "Billy, that tickles" "yeah? You know what else will tickle?" You knew what he was gonna do, instinctively shutting off the mixer wrapping your arms around yourself to try to create a barrier between him and and your sides. He managed to slide his fingers between spaces that your arms didn't cover, tickling you.

"Ahh- no Billy stop!" You squeaked, trying not to laugh. He continued to tickle you, he had learned how to tell when you genuinely couldn't handle being tickled anymore so he stop. You tried to catch your breath "you prick" you laughed softly. "You know you love me sweetheart" he said holding you close. "Yeah, yeah whatever" you teased, before continuing to finish the cookies. "Add in the dry ingredients and mix on low until combined." The recipe said "Using a 1 and 1/2 tbsp cookie scoop, scoop cookies onto prepared baking sheets a couple inches apart. Press 8 white chocolates chips into each dough ball." "Oh fuck no" you said as you read it while mixing the dough that was started to form. "What?" Billy said clearly amused by your reaction. "It says to place the chips into the dough after making the balls, fuck that shit" you opened the white chocolate chip bag dumping a half cup into the the bowl, mixing it up. You could hear Billy laugh behind you at your antics. You started to divide the dough into balls guessing the size rather than measuring. "I can hear you laughing at me" you said while finishing a row.

"I have no clue what you're talking about" the blue eyed boy said while still laughing. "Mhm, sure" you made a face at him, scrunching your nose. You had finished the rows carefully placing the cookie sheet into the oven "Bake for 8 minutes." he said, for some reason he was still laughing, at this point you weren't sure why. Setting a timer the two of you stood on the kitchen waiting on the cookies.

He pulled you close, whispering to you "I could get used to this" "used to what?" you spoke as you leaned against him. "You, me, just us, doing whatever, it's nice" he was still whispering. "Billy what are you saying" you raised an eyebrow. He had decided in that moment to commit, to you. Fully. You were the one who stood by him, and made him want to be a better person, the one who understood his behavior, even if you didn't agree with it. "I'm saying, I want it to be you and I, It wasn't fair for me to sleep with random girls when you deserved more, you deserved something solid. I want to commit, I mean it"

You felt your heart flutter, he finally said the thing you needed to hear from him most, "about damn time" you laughed trying not to cry, pulling him into a kiss, it was gentle and loving, but this time it was different, it was the first kiss of you and him being together, actually together. It was nice. Your heart warmed, in fact your entire body felt warm, he had the same feeling spread through his body. He didn't regret his decision, he was glad he had done it.

When you pulled away you both had stupid grins, smiling like idiots in love. Because that's what you were, in love. You waited the rest of the time for the cookies to be done. When the were cool enough you shared them with a glass of milk, holding each other close.

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Dear Gods, I'm done 😭 idk why but this took me so long to finish. Goodbye have a good whatever time it is for you 😭😭

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