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shmolish · 1 month

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AN: Def seems like the person to deny being sick, and act like a little bastard, and not take medicine, and just act whiney and clingy

Sick! Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader

Oneshot (headcanons below)

Warnings: idk, just a silly little post of our favorite trickster ☆☆☆

-Sick-

"Shadow Milk, you have to take the medicine or you're not going to get better!"

"I already told you- It's gross and I don't wanna!"

This back and forth had been going on for who knows how long.

You see, Shadow Milk had caught a cold, and you have been trying to get him to take medicine to recover. The only problem was, he was being a stubborn little brat.

"And I'm fine! It's just a cough. I'm not even sick-"

Oh, and there was that too. He kept insisting that he was fine when he clearly wasn't.

"You threw up an hour ago."

"That's unrelated."

You frowned.

"If you don't take it then I'm going to become sick. You would want that, right?"

He glared at you. "I don't like how you're using your own health against mine," he'd say.

"Fine, give it here," he reached his hand out for the bottle of medicine, to which you happily gave him.

Then he began to gulp it down by the bottle-full.

"MILKTHATSNOTHOWYOURESUPPOSEDTOTAKETHEMEDICINE-" You'd scream out in mild panic.

"Just be grateful I'm even taking it in the first place!" He'd hiss.

He finished the entire bottle.

"This stuff tastes gross. I don't know how you normal people do it," He'd stick out his tongue, and you would snatch the now empty bottle from his hands.

"That's because you're not supposed to drink all of it."

"Yada Yada, rules aren't really my thing, doll. Anyway, am I like.. not sick anymore?"

What a clueless, loveable, idiot.

"...No. You have to wait a while,"

He had a disgusted look on his face.

"Are you serious? I drank that whole bottle and it doesn't even cure me? That's such a scandal." He would cross his arms.

"Again, you weren't supposed to drink it all."

"Yeah yeah, my bad. Now hurry up and cuddle me. It's been much to long since I've last had you in my arms." He would reach his arms out for you, making grabbing hands and a pouting face.

"No way- I don't want to catch what you have."

He ignored your response and snatched you under the covers with him.

You were really stuck now. You both know that if Shadow Milk wants something, it's his. And in the current moment, he wanted your attention.

"If you do end up getting sick, then I'll be the one to take care of you."

It was going to be a long week.

Headcanons ☆

Runs around the house to avoid taking medicine

Denies being sick, even though he sneezes like every five seconds

Refuses to rest

Will get abnormaly warm, but will still complain about being cold

Will cuddle you in the night and you're legit overheating

He says sorry but doesn't do anything about it

Either takes all of the blankets from you, or puts ALL of the blankets on both of you

Either way, he uses all of the blankets

Ten times clingy, but he insists its for 'no reason in particular.'

Gets so whiney and needy

If he doesn't have your attention 24/7 he screams

Will 100% use his sick status to avoid responsibilities

Still a flirty bastard

If he ever seems to get randomly better, he'll say it's because of your love

One time has attempted to start an... interesting doctor and patient role play

You shut down the idea quickly and he wouldn't stop nagging you about it for the rest of the day

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thedarkcircuswritings · 2 months

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Heya, can I get Shadow Milk Cookie headcanons as a husband with fem!reader?

Being married to you would be the best thing in his world. Shadow Milk planned all of the wedding for you, but golly, seeing you in that beautiful wedding dress that day still takes his breath away. He feels like the luckiest man alive as he stands at the altar with you, making sure the cookie making this official doesn't screw this up. He puts a blue-gemmed bracelet on your hand and you put a golden one on him, and when it's time to kiss the bride, he immediately pulls you in, blue strings appearing around from behind you as he then dips you down for a passionate kiss. Living with Shadow Milk will also be somewhat of a luxury. While he's out tormenting cookies and working in the theater, clown cookies come to your every beck and call. You're like their queen, as you are also Shadow Milk's. When he's able to come home, he'll easily sweep you up off your feet, cover you in kisses, and he'll do whatever you'd like from there. Witches above, he's so lucky to have you. Marriage almost isn't enough, as Shadow Milk hopes that one day, he can bake his first child with you.

#🎭shadow writing!#Listen idk how cookies do rings #they have no FINGERS #so uhh marriage bracelets!#shadow milk cookie #y/n cookie #reader cookie #shadow milk x fem!reader #fem!reader #fem!y/n #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oneshot

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bubblybongwater · 2 years

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₊˚⊹🍫﹕eyesight ﹒˚₊

❧ pairing: dark choco x reader (gender neutral)

❧ genre: fluff

❧ summary: “don’t tell anyone, but dark choco cookie has bad eyesight.”

❧ notes: he’z old and needz glassez

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“ow,” the large cookie grumbled. he said ow, but he didn’t seem to be in pain. he seemed more annoyed than anything. bumping into things like trees was a common occurrence for dark choco. it was funny sometimes, but other times not so much, you felt a little bad for him. you’d feel a little more bad for him if he wasn’t so stubborn about it though. every time you confronted him about his eyesight, he’d always say, “i’m fine,” or something like that. but today, you’ve had enough. “dark choco, that’s the 3rd time today,” you groan. dark choco turns… to a bush before speaking, “why have you been keeping track?”

“one. i’m over here,” you stop talking and watch as he turns from the bush and towards you, a little embarrassed by such a silly mistake. “two. you need glasses,” you finish. dark choco immediately began to protest the idea, as he usually does, “no, i do not.” he, for unknown reasons, did not want glasses. “yes, you do,” gently, you take his larger hands in yours, “aren’t you tired of bumping into things, dear? on a daily basis, might i add.” the man scoffs and glances away from you, “my vision hasn’t been well in years, i’m used to it.” of course, the “i’m used to it” excuse. should’ve seen that one coming. “that’s not a good thing,” okay, this was the last straw with him. again.

“i assure you that–” dark choco is cut off by you lightly tugging his hand, making him follow you. “..what are you doing?” he continued, confused by your sudden action. “we’re getting you glasses, whether you like it or not,” you say in a matter of fact tone. “(y/n), i told you-” you cut him off once more, “no. nope. naur. none of that.” after arguing for a few minutes, you continue to stroll to the nearest store, basically dragging the larger cookie behind you.

it didn’t take long to get there, it was like a block away. you probably went to walmart or something, they have their own selection of glasses. “okay, go pick some,” you gently nudge him towards the old man fashioned glasses, trying to encourage him. he just stares at you, still not wanting to get some damned glasses. sighing, you turn around, taking notice of the kids' glasses. an idea suddenly pops into your head. turning back to dark choco, you point behind you, “y’know, i think those lightning mcqueen glasses would look nice on you. the red matches your eye.” he glances at some random pair of glasses, “i uh..think i..like these.” you smile, knowing that your plan worked, “those are nice too.”

when you returned home, dark choco wouldn’t stop staring in the mirror. he seemed content with his glasses, which surprised you. at least he finally accepted the fact that he needed glasses.

#dark choco cookie #dark choco cookie x reader #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #x reader #cookie run self insert #self insert #cookie run x reader #cookie run oneshot #also i don’t have glasses so i this is probably really inaccurate 😭

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the-tang-man · 2 years

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This is the SFW half of a oneshot I wrote on Wattpad of my OC x canon ship of my Cookiesona Sage Cookie x Almond Cookie! You can find the full oneshot on my Wattpad! My name on there is sweetiepie2288 and the book is called “Multifandom Oneshot Book”!

CW: Mentions of pregnancy and vomiting, if this makes you uncomfortable, please don’t read this!

Characters featured: Sage Cookie (OC), Almond Cookie, Walnut Cookie

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Sage groans as she throws up in the toilet before flushing it. She's been throwing up a lot lately and has been even moodier than usual, which got her husband concerned. Almond walks into the bathroom and frowns. "Dear, you need to see a doctor," the man says. Sage pouts as she stands up. "But I don't wanna see a doctor!" Sage says. "But what if you're sick? I don't want anything bad to happen to you!" Almond says. Sage sighs in defeat. "Fiiiine! But as long as you come with me!" She says, to which Almond agrees.

Eventually Almond, Sage, and Walnut get to the doctor's office, the doctor talking to the married couple. "And you've been having mood swings and have been feeling extremely nauseous?" The doctor asks, to which Sage nods. "I'm going to take some tests, ok?" The doctor asks. "Ok," Sage says. The doctor then leaves the room to take some tests. Almond holds Sage's hand comfortingly, noticing the worry on his wife's face.

Eventually the doctor walks back into the room with the test results. "Well Mrs. Sage, Mr. Almond, I took some tests, and congratulations! It seems that you're expecting a baby!" The doctor says. The couple looks at each other in shock. Sage tears up and hugs Almond. "We're going to have a baby!" She says excitedly. Almond smiles and hugs his wife. "Guess another child to take care of. But I'm happy!" Almond says. Eventually the couple walks out of the hospital room and into the waiting room, walking over to Walnut. The girl looks up at her father and step mother.

"So what did the doctor say?" Walnut asks. Sage smiles brightly and places a hand on her stomach. "Well, the doctor did some tests, and it turns out I'm pregnant!" Sage says. Walnut gasps and starts jumping up and down in excitement. "I'm gonna be a big sister!!" The young girl shouts excitedly, which causes the parents to smile warmly, hugging each other.

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I hope you guys enjoyed this story! Have a great day everyone! ^^

#cookie run original character #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #cookiesona #oc x canon #cookie run oc #almond cookie #walnut cookie #mentions of pregnancy #oneshot #fanfic #fluff #cookie run fluff #cookie run oneshot #cookie run fanfic #canon x oc

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85-rend · 1 year

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I did that color wheel challenge over on twitter!!

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kittygamer2888 · 2 months

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More whiteboard art dump doodles! ✨️(Multiple fandoms edition)✨️

NOTE: The reason why it says "cat" in all of them is because 1: this was in the Sonic.exe amino, and it's a public whiteboard. And 2: I go by a whole different name and sona in the Sonic.exe amino, so, that's why.

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acosmicblizzard · 1 year

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Henlo, there's this loveable bastard called Longan Dragon and yes(I am a simp for him). If you can (and you're ok with it) can you please do headcannons where we are jealous and then straight ignoring him?

Hello there! Here you go i hope you enjoy! My apologies for taking so long the good ol thing called writers block murdered me. (Also reminder just incase you forgot all the cookie run ovenbreak dragons don't have a gender or use any gendered pronouns that are inside the gender binary!)

Longan Dragon with a jealous S/O headcanons

Warnings: Possible ooc, Longan just being Longan

Characters/Pairings: Longan Dragon x Gender!Neutral reader

Though the melancholy and usually silent dragon doesn't seem like it but they're incredibly shocked at you completely ignoring them. In all honesty, they're just confused at the situation and don't understand why you're acting the way you are.

For awhile Longan is non-confrontational and thinks you may just need time alone. The ivory dragon begrudgingly gives you the time despite wanting to be by your side and figure out your worries. Unknowing that you feel jealous and need to be by their side and feel their touch.

"Look at me, weak one." No matter if you like it or not, Longan will eventually get impatient and directly confront you. No matter if you want too or not Longan will basically force you to fess up about how you feel. There's no lying to Longan, even if you do, the ivory dragon can see right through you.

Longan will scoff the moment they figure out your jealously and grip your hand tightly. Thinking you were foolish for thinking they would lay loving eyes upon anyone else but you. "Your loyalty better not waver, weak one."

Longans clawed hands will gently hold your cheeks and they will lean down to kiss you with a large amount of force. Trying their best to convey the fact the ivory dragon will never love anyone but you. You're a very special person or cookie to be able to earn the affections of this millennial old dragon.

Sitting upon their ivory throne Longan will hold your hand as you sit upon their lap, "You're lucky to have my favor, always remember that." The dragon will say as their grip on your hand tightens and a small smile forms secretly upon their face. Despite what the dragon says, it will always be loyal to you and had stopped thinking you as weak from the day you and gingerbrave best them in the fight. You will always be within this dragons favor.

#cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run ovenbreak x reader #cookie run ovenbreak oneshot #cookie run ovenbreak fanfic #longan dragon cookie x reader #longan dragon cookie

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sleepingdeath-light · 7 months

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their brood ; 18+

requested by ; dragon anatomy anon (25/05/23)

word count ; 454

content ; sexually explicit content, vaginal sex, breeding kink, knotting, referenced biting kink, some rough parts

fandom ; cookie run

pairing ; pitaya dragon cookie x cis female reader

read also on ; ao3

note ; this was my first experience dealing with ‘knotting’ in a smut piece so i do hope you enjoy it. this was also one of two cr dragon character knotting requests, the other featuring longan, and the second should hopefully be going up in the next week or so — apologies to the anon requested for taking so long with these requests.

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

You never realised just how strong Pitaya Dragon’s desire for a family was until now, and, through all of the pain and pleasure, their determination was almost endearing.

And you’d surely have voiced it if you hadn’t lost your voice and any sort of coherent thought about seven orgasms ago. Now you were only able to focus on a sparse few things: like the feeling of their cold, sharp claws digging into your waist and thighs, lifting you up off of the bed and holding you against them whilst they relentlessly pounded into your spent pussy; like the way the fading bite marks that littered your heaving chest, throat, and stomach stung dully in the back of your mind as you started to mount yet another peak; like the way their lips, rough and hot and desperate, felt as they kissed and licked along your jaw and neck and chest, encircling your hardened nipple and suckling just to coax another hoarse gasp or whimper from your sore throat; like the way their cock stretched you further and further beyond what you thought possible, so large that you were already seeing stars by the second thrust, and how they kept on ramming straight into your g-spot every other movement; like how your eyes started to water and your body tremble as they started to push their swollen knot inside of you — the thickest bump on an already unbearably girthy shaft that you, human and comparably so very fragile, could barely take on its own.

God it was so big. You felt so full, so so full, and yet some distant coherent part of you knew your mate was far from done with you — they needed to make sure their seed stuck, after all, as that was the only way to ensure a successful brood.

So they kept on thrusting and filling and spilling until you were filled to bursting with their cum. Until your thighs, their stomach, and the bed beneath you was soaked with your slick that had just managed to leak out of you before they plugged your entrance with that dreaded knot. Until you’d gone tumbling over the precipice and white hot pleasure had been replaced with a searing pain of overstimulation — too much, too harsh, too full — and they relented at your tenth climax. Until you were well and truly spent and they brought you up to sit on their lap and lean against their chest, refusing to pull out as they stroked your back with a rare gentleness and praised you in that low, private hiss that only you got to hear from them.

‘That’sss it, what a lovely little mate I have. You’ll look ssso pretty carrying our young,’

#sleepingdeath #minors dni #minors fuck off #minors don’t touch #ageless blogs dni #ageless blogs will be blocked #smut #smut oneshot #female reader #female reader smut #crk smut #cro smut #cro x reader #crk x reader #cookie run smut #cookie run x reader #pitaya dragon cookie x reader #pitaya dragon cookie smut

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kalopses-sonderes · 2 years

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Please, my Love

Self Aware! Pure Vanilla x Gn Baker! Reader

Tags: Hurt/little comfort, yandere

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You’ve kept yourself in your office for the past few days. You wouldn’t leave, barely eat, and got little to no sleep. You’ve drowned yourself in work, again.

It hurt Pure Vanilla to see you like this. He loves you like theres no tomorrow. You just couldn’t seem to notice his advances to you.

Hes tried everything to get you out of your office. Hes resorted to getting on his knees and begging..

“Please.. please baker..” Pure Vanilla looked like a puppy, his head in your lap, hands on the sides of your thighs, carefully caressing your thigh every here and there.

“I cant. I have to get this done, now.” You say, not even making contact with him, continuing to write on more documents.

By now, Pure Vanilla had tears in his eyes, ready to spill. He looked up at you, pouted, not ready to accept defeat.

“Please baker.” You continue to sign papers. “Please..” Pure Vanilla says quietly, his voice quivering. “Please, my love..” Tears start to pour out, his voice barely above a whisper.

You finally acknowledged Pure Vanilla to see his head resting in your lap, pools of tears on your leg, and his hands still on your thighs. Guilt started to eat at you. A man with amazing accomplishments and known all around is crying in your lap.

“I-… Fine, I’ll take a break..” Pure Vanillas head shot up, almost hitting his head on the edge of the desk.

“Really?” He started to wipe his tears, and slightly smiled.

“Yeah.” You say as pure vanilla got up and grabbed your hand and dragged you out of your office.

“First, we gotta get you out the this office!”

~later~

You were laying under the starts with Pure Vanilla. He hias his head ve be on your chest. You were asleep, leaving Pure Vanilla to adore and worship you.

“I dont know what’ll take for you to see how much I love you.” He was the only one who cares to the most when you locked yourself in your office. Always finding a way in and getting you out.

“You mean the world to me.” If he could, he would hold you for a lifetime or two.

“I love you..” He kisses slightly above your collarbone.

“I will always love you Baker.” He kisses your neck.

“I will love continue to love you, even if you dont love me the same.” He kisses your cheek.

“I love you…” he kisses your forehead.

He wraps the blanket around you tighter, picked you up bridal style, and went on his way back to the kingdom, knowing once you wake up in the morning you’ll throw yourself back in your office. Back to working on the unforgiving stack of paper work.

#crk #cookie run #sonders oneshots #cookie run kingdom #crk x reader #self aware au #self aware crk #pure vanilla cookie run kingdom #crk pure vanilla cookie #pure vanilla x reader #self aware cookie run #crk self aware #self+aware+crk #pure vanilla cookie run

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desiredcaramellatte · 11 months

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Have a short little one shot I wanted to write of reader challenging Capsaicin to a spicy chili eating competition because ig they had a death wish or something

I wanted to do some practice with oneshots and also write for Capsaicin so yeah, enjoy!

Hope I portrayed him correctly hhh I tried

Your mouth was on fire.

Okay, maybe not on fire, but certainly close.

Maybe it was a bad idea to challenge the cookie literally based on the hottest substance known to a chili-eating competition. Not to mention that fact that Capsaicin’s appetite was rarely ever rivaled- and boy could he scarf it down.

It started out as just a simple chili, nothing too spicy in it, but it had evolved as far as putting a bunch of hot peppers and paprika into the mixture. Capsaicin was perfectly fine with it, even quite happy.

“Come on, aren’t you gonna finish?”

You glanced over, seeing a smirk lacing the demon-like cookie’s features as he watched you. In front of him sat an already empty bowl. The two of you had literally just gotten this serving a minute ago.

You groaned, pushing your own serving away from you. You had only taken a bite of it and it had completely lit up your mouth- you had even chugged the glass of milk you had prepared in case things went this far.

“Aww, no? Guess this means I win.” Capsaicin determined with a look of pride, before reaching over and grabbing your bowl. He tossed the spoon aside, lifting it up into the air with his head tilted back and literally chugging the chili.

“Show off.” You grumbled in response, and Capsaicin laughed once he put the bowl back down.

“There’s a reason I’m known as the Spice Overlord, munchkin. Don’t forget it, either!”

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shadowlychee · 2 months

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my personal heater ★ ( a shadowlychee ficlet )

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Shadow Milk always had cold hands— or rather, his entire body! That much was obvious.

So when he fell in love with the warmest dragon on Earthbread, he obtained his own personal heater; one could say.

Everywhere on their body, from head to toe was covered in a comforting warmth. Everywhere except for their claws, but.. he was okay with that.

Especially now, as the beams of the sunlight shined into their shared bedroom; he was quite warm with them around.

Their arms were tangled around one-another’s body, the two huddling for warmth under their covers as the violet dragon’s claws dug deep into the back of their lover.

They always did this when they cuddled, but they always made sure it was gentle.. even when asleep, somehow. As if it was a subconscious thing.

His eyes fluttered open, staring in awe at the sight for a moment before a soft smile began to creep up his lips.

He enjoyed the small moments like this, waking up in the morning as the sun slowly rose up and above the hills of Earthbread.

Luckily, he had nothing planned today. So he opted for staying in bed with them, his head settling in the crook of their neck as he slowly drifted off back to sleep.

Life was better this way.

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shmolish · 23 days

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AN: I'm ashamed to say that I'd let him do these things to me. ANYWAY ♡

(Bro do yall want a Shadow Milk version of this- 😳)

Affogato Cookie x Reader

Onesot

Warnings: Suggestive scenes, collaring, praise, degrading, cock warming, mirror fucking, orgasm denial, choking, oral

-Pet-

How did you end up like this?

Sitting on the lap of the Royal Advisor..

"You're such a pretty little thing~" He'd coo while running his fingers through your hair.

"Aren't you just so lucky to belong to someone like me?"

His delicate fingers trailed down your jaw, then across your collar bone before taking hold of the tag at the end of your collar.

A hitched breath would escape your mouth as you squeezed around his length a bit tighter.

Oh how you wished he'd let you move already...

He tugged on the collar around your neck.

"Such a needy little pet. You need me that badly?" Affogato would ask with that wry smile.

You would nod your head frantically, just desperate for his cock.

"Come now, use your words."

"P- please-"

Affogato kept looking at you with those snide eyes.

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me. I want to move, I need you so badly-" you managed to choke out between heavy breaths.

"What a desperate little slut... But since you want it so badly," he leaned closer to you. His breath was hot on your neck before he whispered into your ear. "Work for it."

At his command, you'd start to move up and down, bouncing on his hard cock. His hands were planted firmly on your hips, guiding you subtly.

Affogato would let out a groan before speaking once again.

"On the ground, ass up." His normal taunting tone was no longer present, and he stared at you coldly.

"W- what-?" You'd asked in confusion as he prevented you from moving more.

"Don't act stupid. You wanted me to fuck you, remeber?"

You swallowed with a flushed face before complying with his order. It'd be humiliating if you weren't looking forward to it.

"I just love your obedience.." He'd jest before grabbing your hips again.

He lined himself up with your entrance behind you, slowly and teasingly pressing his tip in and out of you.

Your pussy would squelch, as you repeatedly clutch around nothing.

"Don't tease.." You'd mindlessly mumble.

Affogato would smirk in an amused manner before finnaly pushing all the way into you.

He didn't start slow either. Affogato went at a fast and brutal pace, leaving you breathess. He went in and out of you as his nails dug into your sides.

You'd whine and moan as he trusted into you with no remorse, and your arms and legs would shake.

Affogato grabbed a fistful of your hair and tugged it so that you looked out in front of you.

It was a mirror, and a perfect view of your fucked out face reflected in it.

"My my, you're such a needy little whore..." Affogato would say while enjoying your expression from the mirror.

How embarrassing it is to be seeing yourself like this... but it couldn't be helped.

Somehow, he managed to hit all of the good spots inside of your spongey walls. The orgasm inside of you was building up more and more.

"God, you're taking me so well." He'd moan out, beginning to get closer himself.

Your sounds would get louder, and you breathe heavier and with more need.

Suddenly, he stopping moving.

"Wh- why'd you stop?" You asked in a shaky voice.

"You wanna cum? You wanna feel good?" He'd ask tauntingly.

"Yes," you responded meekly.

He tugged on the collar around your neck. "Maybe... after you satisfy me." He pulled out of you and sat back down, waiting for you.

You shakily crawled in-between his legs, looking at his strained cock.

You began to lick at the tip, tasting yourself on it before he grabbed a tuft of your hair and pulled you fully onto him.

You'd choke and tears pricked the sides of you eyes, before you went back to sucking. You licked a long line from his tip to his base before taking in all of him.

Affogato would groan as you skillfully licked and sucked his cock. "That's it. Good girl.." He breathed out.

You'd swirl your tongue around his length, tears sliding down the sides of your face.

That, and from the previous fucking, had already made Affogato extremely close.

It didn't take long for him to release all of it into your mouth, and you slid off of him with a 'pop'.

"Swallow." He commanded as the salty liquid would pool in your mouth. You made sure to not let any of it escape, and swallowed it all.

He grinned, looking at you wryly before pushing you onto your back and lining up with your entrance once again.

"You did such a good job.."

He interted himself into you with a thrust.

Your legs were propped up onto his shoulders, and he was hitting so so deep.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as he pounded into you, and the room would be filled with the most sinful, lewd sounds.

The coil inside of you snapped, and you'd release onto him. Slick dribbled down yours and his thighs as he gave you a satisfied grin.

He wouldn't stop though.

"I'm not finished with you yet, love~"

《☆》 Fin

#cookie run kingdom #crk #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run #cookie run oneshot #cookie run x reader #affogato cookie x reader #affogato crk #affogato x reader #affogato cookie #affogato cookie x reader smut #crk smut #cookie run kingdom x reader smut

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thedarkcircuswritings · 2 months

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Holy shit I have been seeing your account all day and you work so fast and so good. So I finally6jad the courage to make a request.

I think I have seen this trope around, but I also want to see your take on the idea:

✨✨✨ Shadow milk x reader that knows how to dance ✨✨✨

like, maybe a ballet dancer specifically if possible? The whole theater and jester aesthetic would be really interesting to see mixed with that :3

Shadow Milk rested his hands on your posing form, a smile on his face as he cooed at you. "How graceful, like a swan! Beautiful, like a peacock! Delectable, made from the sweetest ingredients around... Yes, you are perfect for me, aren't you?" He carefully helped to spin you around, moving his hand up to hold yours in the air as he began to walk around you, keeping his gaze locked with yours. "You know, when I laid my eyes on you for the first time, I knew you'd be perfect for my shows... I am always one to have a key eye for great entertainers, and you? Uehehehe, you've certainly struck yourself into the spotlight I set for you!" Shadow Milk then stopped, allowing the strings on your body to continue to spin you around on your platform, just like a music box. He grinned at his own creation, and how your beauty made it all the better. "Yes... Please continue to dance for me, my cygnet!"

#🎭Shadow Writing!#Aaaa I'm so glad you enjoy my work!#Don't worry I do not bite most of the time :3 #Also this is literally a perfect trope for Shadow Milk x anybody #I am ascending at this anon #Ty for informing me of this #shadow milk cookie #y/n cookie #reader cookie #shadow milk x reader #shadow milk x ballet reader #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oneshot

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cookierunauprompts · 3 months

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AU Ficlet #2

woah, my fiftieth written for this blog... Thank you all for sticking around by the way! Without further ado, it's all under the cut.

CONTENT WARNINGS : Allusions to cannibalism, cults, religious imagery.

“ Don’t you ever feel like you’re… trapped here?” It was an odd question coming from Calla Lily Cookie, one that caused Blueberry Milkshake to immediately turn his attention to his work partner for the day. “ Hmmm…. Nope! But what do you mean by that, Calla Lily Cookie?” He asked, tilting his head as he pondered Calla Lily’s question. Trapped here? In Meringue Village? No, he could never be trapped in a place that was his home. “ O-Oh, it’s just that…” She turned her head away, back to the jelly bush she was tending to. “ Have you ever wondered what’s beyond our little village? I mean… I know we live on a continent called ‘Beast Yeast’ but surely it can’t all be monsters, right?” “ Who knows,” He chirped, going back to his own place picking apple jellies from the trees. “ But there’s probably still a lot of monsters, we’re only safe from them because of the prophet’s barrier around the village.” He replied, briefly contemplating taking a bite out of one of the apple jellies he was holding… But he decided not to, he wasn’t feeling all that hungry anyways. He looked back over to Calla Lily, she still seemed troubled by something. “ Still thinking about what’s outside, hm?” He asked, leaning on the tree branch. He only spoke again after getting Calla Lily’s nod of conformation. “ Well, you should probably go talk to Mystery Cookie then. They go outside all the time! Well, other than our leader and the prophet.” She turned away. “ I’ll… keep that in mind.” She replied as she went back to tending to the jellies. Meanwhile Blueberry Milkshake turned back to look into the apple jelly in his hand. Should he eat it after all? I mean, it’s just one apple jelly, what’s the harm that could be done? And yet he still pauses, would the leader approve of him taking a bite of this apple? Sure, it was one of many, but she knew about almost everything that went on in the village. He wouldn’t get any closer to the promised land if he took a bite out of this apple. And yet, it was so tempting to do so. But why? Why was it so tempting to attempt to fall out of line? To just… take a bite? He wanted to know, and yet he couldn’t.

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Maybe he should have taken a bite of that apple back there, witches know that it would be better than his current situation. Here he stood, right in front of the prophet’s door. His heart was pounding from both anxiety and a mix of something else… Because who wouldn’t when you have to go face to face with someone like Marshmallow Fluff Cookie? She was, well, for starters she was a lot bigger than the other cookies, and that was pretty intimidating. And not only that but she was blessed with holy knowledge from the witches. There was also the fact that she was, in Blueberry Milkshake’s opinion, rather pretty. So, having to interact with a tall, scary yet pretty woman was rather reasonably, a heart-pounding experience. “ You may come in,” He could hear her from beyond the door, so, with only a moment of hesitation, he opened the door and stepped inside. There were few times that Blueberry Milkshake ever saw the prophet outside of her room, and that was usually during meal times, or the occasional day where she left her room to wander around near the forest. The latter were the more, well, carefree times he’d been around her, and dare he say that they got a bit close during then. Though sometimes… it feels like they’ve interacted more than they have. He looked up at her, noticing the white roots of her fluffy pink hair were showing. He’d noticed that she tended to, well, chew on her hair sometimes. And whenever she got healed whatever amount she’d chewed off would grow back white. She turned to him, brown eyes like chocolate scanning him before signaling him to come in further and shut the door behind him. “ How have you been, Blue?” She asked, twisting in her seat, a cushion on the floor, to lay on her stomach. Her smile, unlike the practiced, melancholic one she had around the other members of the village except for Mystery Cookie and himself, was rather genuine. He considered it a rather nice smile. “ I’ve been… good actually!” he chirped out the lie, or well, the half-lie. If he were to be honest then, well, everything had been rather monotonous. Rather… boring, if you asked him. But how could he starve off his boredom if Meringue Cookie’s watchful eye followed him almost everywhere? He watched the smile on her face drop into melancholy for a moment, the mood around them turning more serious. Marshmallow Fluff then held out something in her hands, revealing it to be a small, blue colored apple jelly. “ I want you to take this, and eat it when you’re ready. I know it’s not much, and that it’s your decision… But I…” She trailed off, like a book that never got finished. “ … Nevermind, just take it.” And so, he listened, he took the apple from her hand. He was almost tempted to take a bite right now, almost. But the time wasn’t right, or maybe he was just afraid? Afraid of the unknown? Who knows…

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It was supposedly, a normal day within Meringue Village. A perfectly normal day where Blueberry Milkshake didn’t have any tasks to do for the village. Which meant that he could pretty much do whatever he wanted for the day. Most of the time, he spent these days at home or near the forest surrounding the village. It had been seven days since Marshy(his nickname for Marshmallow Fluff Cookie) had given him the blue apple jelly, seven… quite odd days. For instance, he began to… notice a lot more things. For instance, when he was working with the foraging crew and watching one of them get patched up, he swore he could see two, thin scars on one of their backs. When he asked about it… well, they apparently didn’t know those scars even existed. Even thinking that he was playing a prank on them. There was also the fact that his nightmares got… worse? Well, he was having them more frequently. These nightmares involved some strange jester that looked like him, who always, always looked at him with disappointment. And yet, somehow he could tell that the jester aimed its disappointment at itself as well. It was always just them, together in a black void. That was, however, until the apple jelly began to appear in them. The apple jelly always appeared in the jester’s hand, and the jester always offered it to him. “ Come on,” The jester would say, a grin blooming on its face “ Aren’t you tired of being trapped in this… pathetic, powerless, unknowing form?” He’d never respond directly to the jester, either flinching away or, more recently, hesitating to take the apple jelly before he woke up with it in his hands. He’d always consider eating it after waking up, but never did. In fact, he kept it hidden on his person at all times, not even telling Meringue Cookie about the apple jelly. He feared that it’d be taken away from him if he did tell her. He sat on a fallen tree trunk, staring at the apple jelly in his hand. It seemed to glow in the dim light of the forest. Should he eat it? Should he not? He didn’t know and that bugged him. Would he know if he took a bite of the apple jelly? Would he still be left in the dark? Would he- “ Blue?” “ GYAH!” He shrieked in surprise, jumping in his seat. He turned around to face Marshmallow Fluff Cookie, who stood behind him with a mildly concerned expression. “ Witches sake- You scared me halfway to death!” He briefly scolded her, listening to her amused giggle put him at ease though. Silently, he invited her to sit, which she did. “ So… You still haven’t eaten it yet?” She asked, a mixture of curiosity and something else that Blueberry Milkshake couldn’t recognize on her face. The look in her eyes was expectant, as if she’d predicted that he’d eventually give in and eat the apple jelly no matter how long he resisted. And she was right, had she not interrupted him then he would have taken a bite. “ I mean…” He attempted to come up with an excuse, even though what he was about to say wasn’t really one. “ It’s a gift from you, right? I don’t want to just eat it and be done with it…” He said, staring down at the blue apple jelly in his hands. “ I know that you told me to eat it… and I think that I might be ready to… yet.” He trailed off, looking to her for support. A gentle smile graced her face. “ I think you should eat it,” she encouraged him as she gently pushed up his hands to raise the apple jelly. He stared at it for a moment, considering her suggestion. It wouldn’t hurt, right? So ever so slowly, he takes a bite. And afterwards? Everything hurts.

He yelps with pain, dropping the rest of the apple jelly and clutching his head. He could feel the knowledge that the fruit contained worming its way inside. There were names, faces, events that had all been taken from his head to create the shell that was himself, Blueberry Milkshake Cookie. Who was originally just an identity played and changed for the sole purpose of worming his way into high societies just to see them crumble with a few lies told here and a few truths told there. He could feel traces of his former magic rushing back into him, the essence of his soul jam. It burned under his dough and yet it felt all too right for it to be there. The burning sensation was soon replaced by a more cold, yet not chilling sensation. Like escaping from the heat by taking shelter in the shade. He drops to the ground, onto his knees. “ Blue! Are you alright?” He can hear Marshmallow Fluff call out, with her racing to his side. He can see the apple, he’s so close to knowledge, to understanding. He reaches for it yet Marshmallow Fluff takes it from his reach. “ Hey, hey, take it slow, understand what you know right now before jumping in further.” It was good advice, advice he couldn’t help but listen to. So he took a moment to breathe, to try and process the information that was flooding into his mind. His name, his real name, was Shadow Milk Cookie. One of the former heroes of Cookie kind that fell from grace due to the corruption that came with his forbidden use of dark magic and his unquenchable thirst for knowledge. Formerly, he embodied knowledge, but now he embodies deceit. He was a member of the formerly named five heroes, now named the five beasts. And, he was currently incredibly small compared to his true height. And another thing, he was currently sealed into this form. This… tiny, weak and pathetic form. God he can understand why the mental him looked at him with such disappointment, he was just an empty shell that had none of the greatness he did. He could feel a reassuring pat on the back, oh right, Marshmallow Fluff Cookie was still here. He looked up to her, remembering their real first meeting. He’d found her near the border of the village, and she was rather… interesting to him. Mainly due to the fact that there was some kind of strange power nestled within her. Over time, they’d surprisingly gotten closer. Close enough for Shadow Milk to sometimes forget his original goal of finding out what that power in her was. Though, maybe he should have listened to her when she said to never come to her village, no matter what. Maybe then he would have never gotten his magic and soul jam stripped from him in the first place… but how did that happen?

She let him finish the apple now, and the increase of knowledge didn’t hurt like it did the first time. His mind filled in the blanks in his memory once he finished chewing. Oh, oh. That’s why his instincts told him to be afraid of Meringue Cookie, not only was she, to quote Marshmallow Fluff herself, batshit insane, but she was also the one who sealed him in the first place! There was also the fact that she was basically a power and adoration hungry beast placed in the dough of a cookie. He’d probably respect that if it weren’t for the fact that she went after him and was just a monster in general. He may call himself a beast but that doesn’t compare to the shit that Meringue Cookie does to people. For example, him! She literally almost wiped out his entire identity and took his power for herself! And that’s not even mentioning the fact that she steals the wings of Fairy Cookies whenever they find themselves unlucky enough to be near the village. Though he didn’t know the details, he knew that it had to be painful. “ You’re… okay, right?” Marshmallow Fluff asked, ah, he remembered that he used to be scared of her for some reason as well. But she was pretty much harmless… towards him. She wouldn’t harm him if she had the choice to. “ … Physically? Yes.” He began, getting back on his feet. “ Mentally? Well, I’m a bit peeved you didn’t do this sooner. But I suppose that it’s better than before.” “ That's good then.” She smiled. “ And I’m sorry, but Meringue Cookie doesn’t leave her office unattended all that much. I only had enough time to get your memories from your soul jam.” She explained, her smile turning more apologetic. “ Ah well, win some, you lose some.” He shrugged, though he was already formulating a plan to get back at their twisted cult leader. All he needed was his soul jam and then he could get straight to his revenge! He’d work out the details later, mainly because he’s still adjusting.

He could see Marshmallow Fluff tense up, crap, Meringue Cookie must be looking for her. Of course, you could imagine his surprise when she pulled him close, close enough to hug him maybe? Who knew, but why did she do that? He soon heard footsteps on the grass and- Oh, that’s how she wanted to play this. Very clever, he supposed. Well, he wouldn’t be one of the world’s greatest actors if he didn’t play into his role. And all it took was a few thoughts to make his face turn a bright blue, nothing too indecent, mind you. It wasn’t long until you caught onto what he was doing, making sure to catch him when his footing went light. “ Ah, dearest prophet…” He could hear Meringue Cookie say, that sickly sweet smile upon her face as she laced her words with honey. “ While I do trust that you are checking up on the barrier, don’t you think that it’s been a bit too long- Hm?” Ah, looks like she noticed him. He could sense the slightest irritation leak into Meringue Cookie’s voice, most people wouldn’t even notice that her tone had changed. “ Ah, Blueberry Milkshake Cookie… Whatever are you doing out here? I suppose that it is one of your free days, yet to spend one near the barrier is quite foolish when it’s on one of its scheduled check up days… And may I ask what you’re doing with our prophet?” She asked, tilting her head a bit to the side. “ Oh!- Um… Ah, how do I explain this…?” He fumbled, though it was merely all acting on his part. But of course, Marshmallow Fluff’s acting helped him sell the bit… and by acting, I mean being bluntly ‘honest’.

“ We were hanging out together while I checked on the barrier, that’s all.” She stated, staring down almost blankly at Meringue Cookie. He had to give it to her, she knew how to keep a cool head. He looked at Meringue Cookie, it was clear that she had had a few doubts about what Marshmallow Fluff had said… But it appeared that she couldn’t call them out. She straightened her posture. “ Very well then.” She simply said, before casting a much less warm glare to Shadow Milk Cookie. “ Oh, but if you’re doing anything to taint our prophet… I will have you kicked out of the village, Blueberry Milkshake Cookie.” She said sternly, one might think that she actually cared for Marshmallow Fluff had they not known what to look for… or what she was really like. Her tone returned to its warm, chipper manner that she had before. “ Be sure to be back by sundown in time for meal time! I’m sure that neither of you would want to miss out.” She hummed before turning on her heel and walking off. Marshmallow Fluff let out a muted sigh of relief, meanwhile Shadow Milk looked up at her. “ You know, you really wouldn’t assume that she’s… well, who she really is under all that. I’ve got to hand that to her at least.” He mused, which earned him a pout from Marshmallow Fluff. “ What? A good actor has to respect another good actor.” “ I… guess you’re right.” She hummed, turning away. There’s a beat of silence before Shadow Milk thinks of a question that he never got answers to. “ Hey, Marshy?” He asked, calling her attention to him with a hum. “ I never got to ask this before, but what exactly is the promised land? I can’t imagine that it’s actually something good since you guys supposedly worship the witches.”

The witches, quite the bitter memory if you asked him. Sure, they, as in the five beasts, had been created by one that was more… morally sound. But there was a small group that actually ate the living cookies that were baked, and not the ones baked for consumption. He hoped that the witches that the cult worshiped were on the less cannibalism-acquainted side… But judging by Marshmallow Fluff Cookie’s rather nervous expression, it was likely that that’s the case. But that doesn’t exactly explain why people are selected for the promised land one by one, if they were getting served up to the witches then wouldn’t it be in batches? There is, however, a more disturbing thought that comes to mind. And yet, he decides not to chase it just yet. The time for it will come eventually… But he hopes that the traces of that very theory are incorrect. If they were, it would explain a lot about Marshmallow Fluff Cookie… But, would he be able to look at her the same way if it was true? He's seen her lips stained with what he believed to be strawberry jam before though... Yet he doesn't want to believe the possibility. Even though many factors pointed to it being possible. The undeniable, inescapable guilt that he could sense inside her, the way everyone chosen to go to the promised land goes through her first. He doesn't want to believe it, and yet hasn't he done things just as bad? And that's if she's doing it... willingly.

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pink-is-a-creative-color · 13 days

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To the person who wanted my full Darklico oneshot, here you go!

TW:IMPLIED SH AND HYPERSEXUALITY

#licorice cookie #darklico #dark choco cookie #oneshot #cookie run #cookie run kingdom

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sparkyz-plug-writes · 1 year

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[☆Intro post but for my writing!☆]

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I'm Sparky/Kozie and this is just a blog for writing requests!

!!Masterlist!!

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!!Rules!!

Be specific! Like the gender of the reader (if it is not specified I will make it gender neutral) and if it's headcanons or oneshots!

Don’t request something I’ve said I won't do Thanks!!

I won't to spicy/lemon stuff bc again ew-

But I might do a tiny tiny bit of spice, the rest will be mostly platonic, angst or fluffy romance

Specify if it's romantic, platonic or familia

And finally don't rush me, I'll try to hurry as fast as I can but things like oneshots can take a while (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)

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What I will do:

A bit Gore or death

My OCS

Character headcanons with or without reader

Oneshots

Angst

X readers

Oc x canon?

Fluff

Oc x reader

Hurt/comfort

Yanderes (don't do this shit irl)

Some heavy topics (I SWEAR IF U ROMANTICIZE THESE I WILL HURT YOU-)

Platonic (this will including yanderes ig-)

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What I will NOT do:

Lemon/spicy stuff, I hate it and it's uncomfortable for me

Again romanticizing sensitive topics

Problematic shit (like inc##t, age-gaps for romantic etc)

Tiny spicy stuff for child characters (like the collector or sprig)

Transphobia/homophobia

Racism

Abuse (obviously)

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Fandoms Im writing for:

Amphibia

The owl house

MCSM (Minecraft: story mode)

Payday 2 (still getting the dlcs-)

Gravity falls

Cult of the lamb

Fallout 4

A hat in time

Steven universe

Murder drones

Cookie run kingdom (don't know ovenbreak very much)

And The Mandela Catalogue

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