#creme does a tag

[cream-and-tea]

author ask tag!

i was tagged in this a while ago by @writinglittlebeasts and @theskeletonprior and WOW this was so much fun when i l got around to doing it! filled it out for Lay Me Down of course bc everything is temporary but self indulgent horror/fantasy you’ve been drafting since 2020 is FOREVER

What is the main lesson of your story? Why did you choose it?

i don’t really think of what i write having lessons in the sense that im trying to “teach” the reader something but the gravespeaker trilogy as a whole does have a pretty major “living in and for the past whether its out of guilt or nostalgia will rot you from the inside change (for better or for worse) is inevitable no one is really the same person at the end” thing going on that probably counts in that direction lol. it’s something that basically all of the characters have to grapple with in different ways and the more cut-and-dry villains (the director, issac belmont, pallas in the first book) i’ve got are all the people who cling most violently/obsessively to a past they can’t ever return to. but of course this all just a distraction from the real central message which is that being 17 temporarily makes you evil <3

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding?

*cracks knuckles* okay so settingwise the Hello From the Hallowoods podcast, the Wildwood books, and Over the Garden Wall have informed much of the vibes (post-post apocalypses and freakyweird magic forests that operate on their own internal logic) but i’ve also spent so much time in the woods (my favourite biome) that i’ve always wanted to write a story set primarily in some + that combined with my love of buildings that are malicious and don’t make any sense informed the rest of it. i also have had the idea for a kinda dual magic system (different people using two different types of magic drawn from the same source) bouncing around my head for a while and the life/death dichotomy is an easy one to reach for and build out when it comes to that (i was also reading tlt for the first time very early into the drafting process which i think inspired me to make the magic a lot grosser and more horror adjacent then it was originally). in general i think post apocalypses based in magic are woefully underwritten for how creative you can get with them and i wanted to make something that has room for truly fantastical crazy stuff while still feeling a least a little familiar. familiar but also Wrong, you know?

this may be tangential but i also wanted to incorporate some shades of like. fairytale logic? into the world especially in the interludes between each part. idk if ive been very successful with doing that in the way i want to yet but it’s definitely informed a lot of the way the story is written and put together

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, or help the reader grow as a person?

keeping this to just lmd pallas’s goal is broadly to help the director achieve HER goal of saving the world no matter the cost and on a more personal level to never examine their own thoughts or feelings or the gaping wound of loss and self hatred and bubbling suicidal ideation in the middle of their chest ever at all ever. when agnes enters their life they also gain the goals of first just teaching her bc they’ve been told to as punishment and then keeping her with them (they’re good at this part) and keeping her safe always (they’re pretty bad at this part) ❤️ i guess in this first book im trying to really put myself + the reader in their head and kind of set a baseline of Just How Bad Things Can Get. bookone really is rock bottom for pallas and they spend the entire rest of the trilogy working very very hard to never be that person again so i want people to understand why that is

agnes’s bookone goal is to stay ALIIIIIVE oh my gosh she literally just wants so badly not to die and that informs every single one of her decisions. obviously she also wants to do other stuff (learn more about her magic, find her dad, help nina figure out how she died) but all of that kinda depends, very critically, on her Not Dying for it to happen! unfortunately her method of staying alive involves attaching herself to someone who is the human equivalent of a bird slamming itself into a window over and over and over and over again so now things are all Complicated and she has to worry about keeping pallas safe and happy as well as herself. what i’m trying to Do with her character is a like. hadestown “go ahead and lay the blame/ talk of virtue/ talk of sin/ wouldn’t you have done the same?/ in her shoes?/ in her skin?” black sails “i did what anybody else would have done when confronted with the same impossible circumstances” kind of beat 👍

How many chapters is your story going to have?

as of now it’s currently outlined at 33 plus an epilogue but i have to admit that it’ll probably end up being more bc every chapter ive finished so far has been SO LONG godbless ❤️

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

original! and tbh right now i have no idea what im going to do in terms of publishing. everything ive heard about traditional publishing lately sounds Pretty Bad but also i love this thing im making and want it to exist in the world sososo much. maybe i’ll try self publishing or maybe i’ll just get it edited and post it on a website for people to read but i really do have to finish the book for any of that to happen lol. gonna try to focus on that part for now!

Do you have any words of encouragement for fellow writers of writeblr? What other writers do you follow?

i wish i had more solid stuff re: craft to say here but im still learning and don’t feel very comfortable with the implication that what works for me will automatically work for another person. so in kind of that same vein: embrace all the ambiguity you can. i know especially, ESPECIALLY, if you’ve just started out doing writing it can be really tempting to explain every aspect of your story to make sure your audience will Get It the same way you Get It. but it’s honestly never really going to work bc no two readers will engage with the text the same way and none of them will engage w it the same way as you. i really wish someone had told me sooner that the urge to completely dissect and explore every worldbuilding detail or character motivation or moral question brought up will do your art a lot more harm than good. you’re never going to be able to appeal to everyone and that’s a good thing! sometimes things are more interesting if you just let them live entirely in the background or never say them out loud and trust the readers to put the pieces together (sometimes the pieces they put together are really not correct but at least it shows a willingness to think about the writing). ofc this doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be critical of your own work or listen to feedback but stories don’t actually need to follow a certain structure or specific rules or impart any specific morals or messages. they just need to be interesting and for better (and worse i can admit lol) lots of people have lots of interesting things to say.

i follow so many incredibly talented people it blows my mind but some of ones i want to interview by proxy are @saltwaterbells @encrucijada @carnivalls @catchingbigfish @tragicheirs @izzy246girl and @kudzucataclysm (no pressure obviously!)

[hevexns-realm]

Heavenly taste~

Vampire! Black sapphire x angel! Fem! Reader

Overplot: you have a pair of visitors come and visit you during a party, you decide to let them in and let them take shelter from the storm, not knowing of the older one’s intentions with you.

Warnings?: blood, duh, this is vampires we’re talking about! And maybe a WEE lil’ bit of suggestive content, but nothing severe. Please proceed with caution if you wish to read it. Hope you enjoy! ^v^ (if you don’t like it, then don’t read it please! TvT)

Also, this fic probably is OOC for black sapphire. Please note this is just an indulgence fic, and not meant to represent his character. If you want a more canon-themed version, please check out “yearning”!

GRAPHICS BYYYY: @wwwshirzxoo and @dollywons! Go check them out, they make tons of cool stuff! >v<

Thunder whispers amongst your home as glasses clinked amongst each other. Your home is full of life and warmth for the first time in a long time. Children in the garden playing tag, stories of victories sung throughout the room, elegant lyres and violins echo throughout the ballroom. Then there’s you, the angelic hostess who started it all. To be frank, you didn’t expect so many people to show up, but you are grateful regardless.

As you are chatting with guests, you hear a knock on the door. In a brief moment, you hurry across the hall to open the door, a young man with a trenchcoat over his shoulders and a kind of microphone in hand, soaking from the rain coming ahead, and a little lady with tears in her eyes as she looks down at her dress, most likely crying over the fact her dress is ruined. They both seemed to be exhausted from adventuring the woods ahead, and the injuries, while minor scratches and bruises, still made you gasp a little bit.

“Oh you poor dears, come in, come in! Let me get you dried and get a medical kit!”

You let them in as your face formed concern when thunder strikes in the distance. before the young man can thank you, you rush towards your in-home healing bay and grab the medical kits, then you grabs some soft towels and some warm clothes for the two, including menstrual products for the little lady. You rush back downstairs as the young man takes off his trenchcoat and sets it on the coat rack, revealing his once dazzling suit. The young lady’s dress was definitely hand-made by an expert designer, probably the same one you use for your clothing if you have to guess. You handed them each a towel, soft clothes,

“Ah, thank you Miss. you’re the first one to let us in all night, I am greatly indebted to you for letting me and my little sister into your warm home.”

“Oh it’s no problem at all dear! Those wounds will get infected if you’re not careful! I wouldn’t want you or your little sister dying of sepsis now! Follow me, the med bay is right over here!”

They follow you diligently, the young man staring at the soft wings on your back, fluttering softly as you lead them to the healing bay. So it’s true that angels existed on earthbread.. he looks up at you, realizing he didn’t get that good of a look at you when you opened the door. He begins to wonder what you looked like in front of him.. maybe you’d have sharp blue eyes like a cat, or maybe the soft eyes he’s always seen in paintings from the creme republic.

You open the door to the med bay, letting them enter in and begin to get themselves cleaned up.

“Are you in need of any assistance?”

“No, we got it, thank you though!”

You smile at the young lady as she does a cute little curtsy in her soaked dress. You do a curtsy in your soft pink ballgown and make your way back to the ballroom. The young lady squeals a little bit as she rushes to the showers to clean herself and get changed into her pretty red and white dress. The young man walks to the medical table to treat his wounds.

You walk back to the ballroom to check on the guests. Everyone appears to be happy and chattering away as you enter the room again, a smile of content forms on your face as you wander around the room. Eventually, you catch the eye of one of the nobles that was invited, and he began to strike up a conversation with you.

“My my, such a wonderful presence in this wonderful manor tonight! Tell me ma’am, did you fall from heaven just to see me?”

He winks at you as you awkwardly giggle and step back. He grabs your hand and gives it a kiss, making the crowd gasp in shock as you stand stiff from the bold, lustful gesture. His eyes are full of a lust that you see in men all too well. He wants you for himself, and not in a good way either.

“I must say, someone like you deserves some good company, should you not? Let me get the bartender hired to pour you a drink and we can begin the discussion of-“

Suddenly, a stick like object lands on the noble’s foot. He lets go of your hand and holds onto his foot with a yelp, jumping up and down as people begin to laugh at him. Next to him is the young man you let in from the storm. His little sister is behind him, giggling alongside the other children who came inside before the storm hit.

“Tch, some men have no decency. Trying to flirt with an angel with such lust in mind is truly shameful, is it not miss-“

He turns to you, his eyes widening slightly as he could feel the breath leave his body. You were absolutely gorgeous to him. Gentle smile, a soft halo, and eyes that could make a man melt. The pair of wings on his lower back were flapping slightly as he stares at you. Not in lust, but in pure awe. You giggle at his sudden attitude change and you wave your hand in front of him to try and snap out of his daze. It’s always so endearing when men get this awestruck daze from you, it’s even cute in some cases as some stammered out how gorgeous you are to them. He is no different, but it’s cute watching them kind of melt in front of you.

“Hello there, are you alright?”

He carefully takes your hand and holds it for a moment, feeling the warmth on his cold, dead hand. The warmth makes his body shiver slightly as his little sister stares at him in shock, then walks up to you.

“Sorry about my older brother, he usually doesn’t act a fool like this around women! It appears that the weirdo has found himself lovestruck!”

He snaps out of it and glares at his little sister as she giggles before she runs off to the other kids.

“Candy apple I- ugh..”

He looks away, all flushed and embarrassed by the moment in front of him, then turning back to you as you let out a soft giggle yourself at the interaction.

“My apologies about my little sister, she can be a bit… rude sometimes.”

“Oh no dear, it’s fine! I’m used to men staring at me like that all the time! It’s not everyday you meet an angel in person, so I don’t mind them staring when they see me!”

He sighs as he continues to hold your hand carefully, as if it were made out of glass. Then he carefully brings it closer to his chest.

“I can see why they stare, you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, mortal or otherwise… May I..?”

He raises your hand closer to his lips, you nod softly before he lays a gentle kiss on it, enjoying the warmth and sweet taste from that one kiss on your skin alone. Oh goodness, if you taste this sweet with just the skin, then he can only imagine how sweet your blood would be. You smile sweetly and giggle a little bit before he straightens himself up a little bit.

“Forgive me, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am black sapphire cookie, me and my little sister were off trying to reach the creme republic for a meeting when we got caught up in the storm. May I have the honor of knowing your name, Miss?”

“I am (name) cookie, the owner of this manor, as you can already tell. I’m glad you two stumbled upon my abode when you did, it appears the storm is only going to get worse overnight. You two are most welcome to stay until the storm lets up!”

You swear you can see him about to swoon before he sighs. You were perfect, a perfect meal that is. All he has to do is say the right things, and he’d be set. Yet, you’re just so precious and sweet, how could he want to just sink his teeth into you and give you the high of your life? He needs to savor these moments, as you two may not meet for a long time after this…

“So it is true, angels are genuinely sweet and hospitable towards all they meet. You truly are heaven sent aren’t you?”

He leans in for another kiss on your hand before the noble reproaches. His eyes having an angry glare as he stares at black sapphire cookie.

“What in the witches name was that for?!”

“Simple, you were making her uncomfortable, I put a stop to that by poking your foot with my mic. It’s not my fault you were acting lustful around one so virtuous and…lovely..”

He stares at you for a breif moment, he can feel his undead heart beating faster as he takes in your scared demeanor. Oh you poor thing, don’t worry, this man won’t be here for long.. The nobleman takes a step forward before black sapphire carefully guides you behind him.

“I suggest you be careful, for what you say next could be the thing that makes you fall apart like a barely-oiled machine.”

He stares at the ring on the nobleman’s finger, it’s on his heart ring finger. He can only assume that the nobleman is married off to someone, or just run out of ring slots. Either way, he can use this to his advantage.

“Give me one reason why you’re able to be so lovey dovey with the angel behind you. You shouldn’t even be here, vampiric leech!”

The crowd surrounding them erupt into a sea of gasps, you attempt to intervene, but black sapphire keeps a hand in front of him before eventually reaching back and carefully holding your hand, as if one wrong move would corrupt you.

“Leave this man to me, dear hostess. You should be enjoying this occasion just like the rest of us..”

He stares back at the noble, the ring still on his mind. So he stares at the ring. He smirks before approaching forward.

“That band, is it your wedding ring?”

“Tch, what an innapropriate thing to say, you shouldn’t-!”

Black sapphire puts his hand up as his mic floats in the air, bouncing up and down, just like your halo. His gaze darkens, a sinister smirk on his face as he sees his opportunity.

“One who is married or engaged should not attempt to court another without a partner’s approval, and since I don’t see any women around you staking claim, I can only assume you have a mistress at home, waiting for you.”

The room erupted into gasps once more as you tug on his sleeve. You worry that this may turn into a genuine fight, and you do not wish for either to be damaged before they leave.

“That’s enough now…”

Black sapphire gazes to you, his pupils, once slivers of lilac, now dilate when his gaze is brought to you. He looks as if he’s staring at a painting brought to life, but also as a 5-star dessert. He knows that if he messes up now, he won’t be able to get a taste of your blood, even if he begged you. So he simply pulls you behind him as the rumors begin to fly. Perfect, it’s all going to plan already!

Candy apple giggles as she watches her brother’s antics come into play as he escorts you to a different area of the manor. His eyes are glaring at the noble as he leads you away from the crowd and into a different room.

“I’m telling you, some men are just so weird. Why would you want someone else when you’re already happily married, especially when your face looks like a chopped salad?”

Her new friends agree as they chatter and laugh at the gentleman, who is now red from embarrassment. He scoffs before making his leave to the bar section.

Upstairs, you carefully fix up his suit as he stares at you with intention. It’s not inherently lustful, but it’s not entirely love either. Yet you make his heart beat as if he was still a mortal. You are a precious being, one who made cookiekind all the more beautiful.. you then smile and then walk a few steps back to the vase of roses you have in the room. Eternal and beautiful, just like you.

“Apologies about that miss (name) cookie, I didn’t expect him to get so hostile.. you’re not hurt are you?”

“I’m fine, just a little stunned about the event. I hope it didn’t ruin your stay, Black sapphire cookie..”

He sighs before stepping closer, grazing one of his hands against your cheek, so faint that you almost don’t feel his touch, except for a sharp cold sting at the end of it. You didn’t notice his cold touch through your gloved hands, but he noticed your overwhelming warmth. You shiver slightly from the touch, a smirk forming on black sapphire’s face.

“Would you believe him?”

He whispers softly. You look up at him confused before he puts his on your cheeks, cupping them ever so gently. You can’t help but blush against his cold hands.

“Believe what? That you’re a vampire or something similar..?”

He goes quiet for a moment before leaning in, his breath hitting your face as you stiffen up slightly, the storm slowly beginning to pick up as lightning crashes in the background, the sound of lightning scares you into jumping into his arms. As you hold onto him, his pupils dilate again, his face flushes a pale color as he could feel his fangs growing, ready to bite. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you in closer as he takes in the smell of your perfume. The scent is soft, floral, and sweet. Some sort of twisted sweet combination of temptation to want to bite into you all the more desperate than before. He won’t be able to hold back for longer in this state, but at the same time he doesn’t want to let go. You don’t want to let go either. The scent of some kind of activated charcoal and rose fills your senses, making yourself relax more than you should. He raises your head with his hand under your chin, a smirk forming on his face.

“Would you believe me if I told you I was a vampire?”

You stay quiet for a moment, watching his face carefully. You see the teeth, devilish and sharp, his breath smelling of jam and something very sweet. You see his eyes. His Iris almost completely black, while his pupil is a sliver of lavender or lilac color. It dilates when you gaze into his eyes, as if he’s begging you to kiss him through just his eyes. Then his wings, a pair of bat or demon wings on his lower back, a sign that should’ve alerted you hours ago. Of course, you don’t know whether or not he’s hungry for jam, that’s the biggest issue at hand. Regardless, you cup your hands around his cheeks and lower his head as you get on your tip toes to kiss his forehead. One of appreciation, one of gratitude and comfort.

“I believe that all deserve to be in a warm home, to be able to sleep in a warm bed and eat warm food. It does not matter what you may be, all I know is that you needed aid, and if it’s the reason why I crumble tonight, then I’ll crumble knowing I did what I could.”

You could hear him swoon a little bit beneath you, his arms tightening his grip around you as his wings wrap around your waist, almost in a possessive manner, yet still gentle enough to let you move. He stands up fully, his pupils dilated still.

“And to think as someone such as you doesn’t have a ring on your hand yet. So sweet and beautiful, yet left alone, ready to be taken by creatures of the night to become corrupt like me…a true shame, honestly. I’m certain that you can protect yourself just fine… yet..”

He uses his hand on your chin to carefully guide your head upwards to meet his gaze.

“If I were given the chance, I’d protect you as much as I possibly could, to show you the whole world that is not corrupted by creatures of the night. Whatever you’d want to have, I’d pay the most to get the highest quality of the item possible. For your kindness deserves more than just praise, dear. You deserve all I can give you and more.. I just hope you know that..”

Your face burns red as you hear what he’s saying. Such high praises for the decency of humanity? How cruel has this world become in such a short 300 years? You sigh softly as you take into account of his words. They sound genuine, as if there’s something else he wants to say.

“Your praises are not needed, black sapphire cookie. I’m merely doing what I was asked when I became baked, to help all in need whenever I can..”

He sighs softly and carefully takes your hand and kisses it softly, a sense of lovesickness and obsession put into it. You shudder softly, the cold touch still being something you need to get used to.

“I hope that one day, I will be able to return to you. Once my mission is complete, I will return to you, and hopefully by then, I will be able to ask to court you properly. You deserve nothing but the best, and I am more than willing to give it to you.. until then, let us head down and enjoy the rest of the night, shall we?”

You smile softly with a blush on your face. In over 300 years, you never expected to be so desired so desperately by one who is almost the opposite of you. You take his hand and carefully walk him out of the room, him following closely as he could feel himself falling harder and harder. He knows he shouldn’t, but at this point he doesn’t care. All he wants now is to dance with you until the guests leave, and then finally sink his teeth into your sweet neck.

“You don’t have to be formal with the courting and all that. If you simply just wish to go on a date with me, I am open for it when you return!”

You explain with a smile, you can hear him swoon softly behind you before he catches up with you and you walk down the stairs together.

You two danced together throughout the night, waltzing to each song without stop. Gentle laughter fills the room as you two tell each other stories of your lives. You can’t help but feel like this is a moment in time you will remember forever, even if you never see him again, you will always remember this night.

Guests soon begin to slowly trail out as the storm passes over. You’re now in your room as you prepare for the night sleep you are in need of. Black sapphire took candy apple upstairs to set her down for sleep. She’s still a young vampire after all, the girl is going to sleep a lot. You remember when you were younger, you were always sleeping in your home when you didn’t have to work. Now you get to relax whenever you please, but your mission will not end, not now. Not until every cookie gets a home with a warm bed and enjoyable food.

You sigh softly as you finish brushing your hair. You set down on your bed as you wait for an update from black sapphire. A gentle knock occurs on your door, you gaze over to the opening door to see black sapphire, now out of the suit you’ve given him, and into a pair of night clothes he had in his luggage. A simple black long sleeve shirt and matching pants. Yet he still carries his mic, even in the night.

“I put her to bed, poor thing was exhausted from all the events… thank you for letting us stay the night here, I am truly in your debt.”

You smile softly as he steps in and sets on your bed, gazing at you with that same desire, albeit more mellow now. This is it, it’s all or nothing.. either he gets to taste your blood, or he’ll most likely starve.. but knowing you, you wouldn’t allow that to happen.

You crawl closer to him, sitting next to him and leaning your head on his shoulder. His wing wraps around you as he puts his head on yours, taking in the moment.

“No, I must thank you. You saved me from a nobleman who was planning on cheating on his mistress, or worse.. I’m still trying to find a way to repay you properly..”

He leans in closer, setting a hand over the other side of you. His gaze is hungry, yet gentle. Treating you as if you were a porcelain doll.

“I have an idea, if you wish to allow it…”

You nod softly before he leans in closer, his breath hitting your lips as you stiffen up slightly from how close he is.

“May I.. may I have the honor to taste your blood? It sounds surreal, but I’ve been desperately waiting for a taste of such exquisiteness. I heard that angel’s blood is an exquisite source of sweetness and decadence, even reverting some turned vampires to mortals again.. I wish to see for myself if those rumors are true.. if you will let me…”

You are surprised that he’s asking for consent on such a matter. You heard vampires rarely ask for consent when it comes to feeding, but you can only assume that since you’re a creature of divinity, it’s best to ask, much less you fall from grace. You smile softly and nod before kissing his cheek.

“I’ll allow it, you protected me and are asking for my approval, most wouldn’t ask me to taste my blood, but since you are being so endearing, I am more than happy to let you try..!”

He gasps softly as his eyes light up with awe and shock, staring at you as if you’re one of the witches. You carefully slip down the straps of your nightgown and it slips down your chest and you stop it with your hands, flushing red at what you are doing. Most men would be salivating at the fact you were doing this, but him? He’s just in awe at how selfless and compassionate you are. He’s met many cookies all around earthbread, but yet here you are, willing to slip down your nightgown to let him feed on you. He carefully leans into your neck, leaving small kisses on your neck as he whispers thank yous and sweet praises, getting you to relax so that way the bite isn’t as painful. He then stops and looks up to you once more.

“Are you ready..? You don’t-“

You lean in and give him a gentle kiss, promptly shutting him up before you let go of the kiss, leaving him stunned as his eyes are wide from the sweet taste that graced his lips just then. He stares at you in shock, his wings fluttering behind him as you nod softly and move your hair away. You hear him swoon once again before he gets on top of you, carefully embracing you before he sinks his teeth into your neck. You wince slightly as his teeth sinks deeper, beginning to draw blood.

A moan leaves his throat as he begins to taste your blood. He’s been wanting this for so long, and he’s getting exactly what he wants, and he is not disappointed. Each sip was a flavor of utter sweetness and decadence, lapping up every drop that leaves the bite wound. He was in utter heaven, and the moans leaving his throat definitely solidified that.

A little bit of noise leaves you as well as his noise echoes in your throat. You wrap your arms around him as his wings surround your waist, your wings fluttering softly as you feel him muffle praise you, his fangs still stuck in your neck.

“You’re so sweet.”

“You feel like heaven.”

“Thank you.. thank you…!”

Eventually he takes his fangs out and kisses the wound on your neck, causing you to wince at the pain. He takes his shirt off and places it over the bite wound, hoping the wound wouldn’t make you bleed out.

“You… you are everything I dreamed of and more.. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to settle for anything, nor anyone else.. thank you, dear angel…”

He leans in and gives you a kiss in return, one of gratitude and love. You smile softly in the kiss as you let him hold you still, his wings surrounding your waist. You were exhausted from this ordeal, so much that you passed out in his arms not long after the adrenaline began to settle.

The next morning, candy apple and black sapphire were ready to head off to the creme republic, ready to spread rumors and lies, and maybe get some extra blood too. Yet, black sapphire seems to be hesitant. You were willing to be so vulnerable to him the night before, to show him what heaven could truly feel like. Now he has to leave you behind.

You smile softly as you hand candy apple some feminine care products and she puts them in her new bag that you given her. You stand up slowly before you feel his arms surrounding you. You put a hand on his arm as he leans into your neck. you could feel the guilt seeping off him as he holds you tighter.

“I’m so sorry to leave you so soon…I should’ve asked at a later date…”

He whispers before you kiss his forehead, making him perk up in surprise as his wings flutter softly. You giggle softly as you see his reaction. He chuckles softly as candy apple skips out of your manor with a smile on her face.

“C’mon black sapphire cookie, you hopeless romantic, we got deceit to spread!!”

He rolls his eyes and smiles at his little sister before he gets up and walks to the door, but not without kissing your hand once more. His eyes having the spark of life in them for the first time in many years, centuries even.

“Wait for my return dear, I’ll be back before you know it.”

You smile softly and pin a white rose to his jacket, pure, eternal, and gentle, just like your newfound love for him.

“I know you will, be safe on the way to the creme republic…”

And with that, they begin their travels to the creme republic. You watch them from your porch, your wings fluttering softly as you sip on some tea, extra sweet this time around.

Black sapphire glances back to your manor once more, soft, warm, and welcoming, with a large garden in the front. White roses follow the path for quite some time, letting them settle in your angelic embrace as they set off on their adventure.

You turn around and slowly begin to make your way inside, not knowing of a single black feather falling from your pristine white wings….

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AYY it’s done! I hope y’all enjoy this! Because it’s probably one of the few suggestive works I’ll make. Then again, we’ll just have to wait and see!

If you’d like to request any black sapphire x reader fics, or any kind of x reader fic for any of the fandoms I’ve listed on my intro page, feel free to ask! The prequel to “yearning” is on the way, I just need to figure out some plot points really quick! (It’ll be in more canon character form and written better, this is just an indulgence fic tbh, lol-)

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[muwapsturniolo]

✯Matt dating a black girl✯

-he doesn’t know how he pulled you fr but he’s very happy he did

-if you’re rowdy (like me fr) he gets stressed.

-I’m talking deep sighs and rubbing over his face in frustration

-“bitches can’t say excuse me?”

-“y/n please don’t start.”

-“you saying that makes me want to start”

-when he gets in his lil moods (tough guy) yall bud heads

-“Matt who are you talking to cause I know damn well it’s not me!”

-hears your tone and apologizes (it’s the same tone our mommas use when we talk back💀)

-for my soft black girlies, you always have him giggling like a lil girl

-“you so handsome, I just wanna smother you in kisses!”

-if he catches an attitude with you and you gets upset, he’s on his knees saying sorry.

-if you got ass, he can’t handle the twerking😭 his head actually moves in circles and his eyes are WIDE!!!

-sexxy redd comes on at a party and you start dancing, this man starts blushing and everyone tells him he can’t handle you (he can)

-he loves when you sit on his lap. Chairs are available? He does not give af, SIT ON HIS LAP!!!

-if you got titties, his eyes won’t stay off of em. You could be wearing a regular tshirt and he gonna be like 👀

-“Matt stop looking at my boobs I’m literally in my wash day tshirt”

-“don’t care, I’m not arguing with a girl who has big boobs!”

-speaking of wash day

-this man loves watching the process

-keeps asking questions like a lil kid

-“what’s this for? Why do you need to many creams and oils? Does that hurt? WHY IS SO MUCH HAIR COMING OUT!?”

-“stop talking to me because my hair isn’t acting right and I’m two seconds away from crying and hitting myself with this brush.”

-wants to help but chooses not too, afraid he will put the wrong creme in the wrong order

-he loves going to the beauty supply because the aunties fawn over him.

-“hey Matt baby! Our girl treating you right?”

-“hi auntie Yolanda. She is, but she got mad because I didn’t get her candy she wanted.”

-“y/n if you don’t leave this boy alone!”

-“I didn’t even do anything!”

-buys all your stuff with no problem!

-“you always smell like pancakes and syrup.”

-goes feral over your shea butter, coco butter, vanilla, brown sugar scent.

-I’m talking he wants to be all over you and possibly have sex anywhere.

-“Matt we are in the car going to my parents house!”

-“Please? I’ll be quick.”

-he doesn’t not understand time! If you don’t know what I mean, let me explain.

-“shouldn’t we be leaving now? It starts at 5.”

-“no. 5 means you will be helping set up. We need to be there at 6:15.”

-blinks at you in confusion but nods anyway.

-if you not that close to your fam he gets confused as to why

-“don’t you think you should talk to them? That argument happened two years ago?”

-“and I’ll still swing at thanksgiving dinner!”

-loves eating at your parents house but thinks everything is supper spicy.

-“Matt it’s literally just seasoning salt?¿”

-“are you sure?”

-lowkey gets mouthy with your family on accident but he apologizes when your mom gives him, the look (yall know what im talking about)

-At the cook out he’s gets roped in to grilling.

-mf suddenly has a towel over his shoulder and joking with your uncles.

-he does sum that makes you and your fam look at him oddly.

-“Gon head and sit at the kids table baby.”

That’s all I can think of💀 hope yall enjoy

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[b0nelessdoodles]

some future bits of creme uni where sm grabs two of pv's patients and makes them start fighting for reasons that he does not explain to his husband beforehand and he will get his head ripped off about (literally)

as always more details in the tags

(non-text version 'cause its fuckin' funny)

[boom-fanfic-a-latta]

To expand on the previous ask (in terms of "the ninja mostly get separated), let me give a quick overview of where everyone lands:

Jay and Cole both end up in the Cookie Kingdom. After some shenanigans involving mistaking Vampire Cookie for a threat, they end up discovering the Gacha (which does exist in-universe for those who may not know/have forgotten). This devolves for a bit into a subplot of them attempting to use the Gacha to summon the others to the Kingdom, with Jay getting more and more addicted until Cole eventually cuts him off after they finally get one person (Sensei Wu)

Speaking of Sensei Wu, he ended up over in the Dragon Valley with Pitaya Dragon Cookie. They ended up having a conversation that was mostly Pitaya talking (read: ranting) about their confused feelings about Hollyberry Cookie (we ship Hollytaya in this household) and Wu just listening unsure how to respond because he's not the right person to give romantic advice. He's honestly kind of relieved when he gets summoned away via magical cookie cutter.

Nya lands in the Creme Republic and starts a revolution. We don't have much for this one yet mostly cause I haven't actually gotten to the Creme Republic in Cookie Odyssey yet but I have been told enough to agree that Nya would want to start a revolution.

Zane ends up landing in the Fairie/Silver Kingdom (I don't remember which name to actually use) and runs into Pure Vanilla and Gingerbrave and Co during or after (we haven't quite decided) the first two episodes of Beast-Yeast, and ends up tagging along with them.

Pixal lands in the Hollyberry Kingdom, causes a commotion in the market with her sudden presence, and ends up tagging along with Hollyberry and Co for the Eternal Sugar stuff. Yes this is why the image I drew of Pixal choking Eternal Sugar exists.

Lloyd landed at the Spire of Deciet and is not having a good time. Everyone keeps trying to gaslight him. He might have been dressed up as a jester. I don't have details yet but I know he's not having fun and wants to commit murder more and more as time goes on. He is very happy once Zane shows up with Pure Vanilla and the gang he has been losing his mind.

Kai has it the worst in this AU by far. For one, (gestures to Kai freaking out about gingerbread men in season 1 when hit with the venomari venom) you can bet he's not taking the cookie thing well. For another, he ends up in the Land of Spice and Burning Spice kind of just. Kidnaps/Adopts/Recruits him by force on sight. Kai Is Not Having A Good Time. He also might get turned part bug because why not, if you've seen the Monstrosity trailer you know why that idea is a thing. Also he ends up witnessing The Horrors™️that Golden Cheese gets put through.

[dalishthunder]

WIP Wednesday

I tag @cadmium-creme-egg as usual. @satans-codpiece as well because I'm curious about what you've been working on

Premise: True form reincarnated Sukuna is your best friend

Smut under the cut.

His phone vibrated, and he reached over to pick it up.

Without even stopping to think, Sukuna answered, “Most people would send a text, you know.”

“Well hello to you too,” Your voice greeted him. The speaker didn’t do it justice. “I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to call my best friend.”

“I’m your only friend,” He grinned.

“That’s not even remotely true and you know it,” You huffed.

“The only one that matters then.”

He could almost hear your eyes rolling at his words, “So presumptuous.”

A chuckle caught in his throat, cock throbbing in his hand as though to remind him that he wasn’t finished yet.

“Is this a bad time?”

His lower mouth worried at his bottom lip, and he sighed, “Kind of? I was right in the middle of jerking off.”

There was a pause before he heard you click your tongue, “… Why would you pick up a call when you’re masturbating?”

He shrugged though he knew you couldn’t see the action, “I’m a good multitasker.”

The silence stretched so long that he had to look at the screen to see if you’d hung up on him.

“Sukuna…” You started, voice strained, “Do you do this sort of thing often?”

He snorted, “Masturbate? Yeah.”

“No, I meant…” There was a sigh on your end. “Nevermind.”

“I know what you meant, dumbass.” He rolled his eyes, “To answer your question: No, you know I don’t answer the phone for anyone else. That’s why I said it was a bad time.”

What he wouldn’t give to keep hearing your voice though….

The timer on his screen kept ticking up despite the quiet.

“You haven’t hung up yet.”

Your sputtering was endearing as you bit back, “Neither have you.”

He couldn’t tell if the silence was comfortable or not as it stretched on after that, but after a while, he was pretty sure you’d stepped away from your phone. His touch was light as his fingers found a rhythm again–

“Hey,” Your voice knocked the wind from his lungs, “… What does it feel like…? Boners, I mean. Like… uh to have one, not like, y’know to–”

“You’re asking me this now?”

“I’ve always been curious, okay? Besides, you’re the one who picked up the phone, with your dick in hand.”

He licked at his lips, snicker creeping into his voice, “You’re ridiculous. I’m friends with a weirdo sex pervert, huh…. First you’re all into tentacles, now you’re into listening to your best friend jack off and asking him how it feels?”

“That was a joke! You’re never gonna let that go, are you,” Your whining was music to his ears, “Besides, like I said, you’re the one who picked up the phone in the first place, who knew you were such an exhibitionist.”

“It’s not nice to kink shame,” He hummed in amusement, “Plus you know I can’t feel shame. It’s a medical disorder. Stop being ableist.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how that works.”

“Who here is the clinically diagnosed psychopath?” His strokes were languid as he laughed. You hated when he called himself that, mouth always curling into a frown, nose scrunching as though referring to it as severe antisocial personality disorder was any better.

You grumbled out a curse, “Look, just… I guess call me back when–”

“It feels like pressure, but in a good way.” He cut you off, “Definitely more sensitive, especially the tip. Sometimes it’s almost like I can feel my heart beating through my dick.”

“I guess that kind of makes sense since it’s engorged with blood….” Your voice was thoughtful as you spoke.

“Engorged with blood…” Sukuna breathed out a chuckle, “You wax poetic about everything, yet reduce this to something so clinical?”

You laughed, “You want me to wax poetic about your boner? Cover the bone zone in rose petals and flowers?”

“It wouldn’t hurt, you know how shy I am,” Sukuna teased, relishing as your laughter echoed through the speaker. “It’s the proper way to deflower a virgin, right? On a bed lined with rose petals and a bottle of champagne? I don’t have any champagne, so the least you could do is make it flowery for me.”

Your giggles petered off after a while, fading to silence that seemed to stretch on for an eternity.

He’d gotten too greedy, hadn’t he….

“Your rigid man meat–“

Sukuna was positive his laugh carried through the compound and echoed down the mountains.

“Turgid and fully erect, throbs with your heartbeat.”

“That’s the worst haiku,” He said between fits, “I have ever had the displeasure of hearing.”

[desiredcaramellatte]

Do you think you could do some crk self aware au stuff?? The tag is painfully dead.. if not feel free to delete lmfao

That aside, during Cookie Odyssey, I was **convinced** that soulstones we're going to come into play somehow, it was like my major theory during ch.2, and nobody could convince me otherwise but it never happened. Giving the soulstones an in lore explanation would've been fricking awesome imo..

Can we get some HCs of the player (or their in game kingdom) basically having a monopoly on soulstones while the cookies are left scratching their heads as to not only how they work, but also how the reader got what is technically a part of their souls.

Write for anyone really, idm that much. I generally like the Creme Republic though-- whether reader is still behind the screen or knows the cookies are self aware is up to you really.

That would be very cool if they actually had a lore explanation :0 I thought the soul jams were soul stones first time I heard about them tbh, they just linked together in my mind, also reader is so real for trading monies for souls

I have never written self aware before so apologies if it sucks-

Anyways enough of my ranting, hcs yes

Self aware cookies & reader

(Who has a soul stone monopoly)

Gingerbrave & friends

Gingerbrave is one of the least confused cookies regarding this, to be honest. Mainly because he doesn't really care enough/doesn't notice to really question it. You gather these little trinkets that make him stronger! Cudos to you from this boy.

Wizard, on the other hand, is confused as hell of this process. Where do these stones come from? Are they truly linked to the Cookie's souls? Does that mean that they are not fully themself and/or complete until they are fully leveled, even if they only materialize with twenty of them?

Wizard just wants to know. He has asked you multiple times over, getting confused by your answers and delving in deeper whenever he can. Exactly WHERE do they come from? He's obsessed with finding out by this point.

Strawberry really doesn't mind. She's a little confused where they come from, but, like Gingerbrave, she doesn't question it too much. She does like to occasionally made theories, but she doesn't really like to share them.

If you're good friends with her she may share some of her theories with you, but none of the wild ones, and only if you ask.

Clotted Cream

WHOLE ASS ENGROSSED. He wants to know everything about the soulstones. Where do they come from? How would one even 'farm' these and how does farming a soul even work?

More specifically, he is trying to find a connection between soulstones and souljam. They do almost the same thing and have very similar names- they're both linked to the soul, and make cookies stronger.

He has spent many restless nights awake thinking about this.

Much like Wizard in that he's harassing you for answers, but he does asks questions more subtly.

Clotted Cream has flipped a few tables (with occasional assistance from Financier) before, mainly when he gets annoyed enough at not having a verifiable answer to this.

Financier

It is what it is. She accepts this. She's got dragged into the theorizing by Clotted Cream.

Chilling, mainly. She doesn't really mind not care. Likely to thank you for doing your best to collect them and to make everyone, including her, stronger.

Black Raisin

Intrigued by the sparkliness of most of these soulstones. Much like a crow, she is attracted to shiny objects. Her crow friends are too.

Black Raisin has a small hoard of soulstones that she's occasionally found, of all different sorts of cookies. The sparkler the soulstone, the likelier she and/or her crows are to snatch and hoard. If the soulstone is just a pretty rock then she'll also hoard those too.

If you really need a soulstone she will likely give one to you. How often and/or how many depends on her connection to you.

She's farming them with you by this point.

Oyster

Yoinks you.

She wants to have conversations about this. She wants to know what they are and where they come from. She will offer you tea and scones while the two of you converse.

When she first found out that her stones are Super Epic, she was very proud of herself.

Probably sends you back with some every time you come visit her.

Captain Caviar

Doesn't believe they exist. They're just rocks. Nothing more.

He will stand by his claim to the death. This WILL be the hill he died on. Captain Caviar does not believe soulstones exist.

Probably has made some propaganda about soulstones being fake. Socks, hats, jackets, you name it, he's likely made it with the words "Soulstones do not exist, numbskull" in big letter on it. Except shirts.

Pure Vanilla

Very much like Oyster. Will likely join in on your conversation time and/or will invite the two of you over for his homemade tea and treats!

Most likely to understand how Soulstones work due to him wielding Souljam, which is the most similar thing to them. Also the fact he has lived for a long time and has gathered many knowledge on the subject.

Probably has a book on the subject somewhere.

He likes to sit and watch the Ferris Wheel Landmark rotate. He likes the motion.

[kiestrokes]

Soft Hours: the autumnal special | SFW

🍁The Vibe: a couple of autumn themed excursions. 🍁Idol Casting: Christian Yu aka DPR Ian. Jeong Yunho of ATEEZ. Byun Baekhyun of EXO.

🗝️Note: a soft hour post means I don’t have to list all the typical shit: i.e. the warnings, the summary, the cross posting to ao3. It is a non-betaed post of just ✨ vibes ✨

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below.

🎃Christian Yu Laying on the couch trying to convince him to come settle down with you. He’s making all the snacks but all you want is that tattooed body covering you like a weighted blanket. You have no choice but to accompany him in the kitchen when he busts out the Halloween sugar cookies. “You can’t make those by themselves, they're gross.” Christian scratches his head looking at the box, “I think they’re fine?” You sigh and climb out of the nest you’d burrowed into on the sofa. “Come on, let me show you how the pros make them” he helps you smoosh chocolate chip cookies into the bottom of the pan, followed by a layer of Halloween creme Oreos. He holds the bowl as you scrape the brownie batter into the pan. He laughs when you lick the spatula and grabs your face, fingers slotting either of your ears to kiss this batter from the corners of your mouth. “Mmm, you’re right brown butter does make a difference.” You roll your eyes, but his affection and assistance have already baked about any residual annoyance under the heat of his sunny personality. Christian watches as you top the batter carefully with the ghost sugar cookies. He opens the oven, and you place them inside. “Slutty brownies, ghost face edition coming right up” Christian leans on the counter face lowering to yours “what makes them slutty?” “Because chocolate has to get with every candy on the shelf.” Christian laughs and is still laughing when he tugs your face to his for a more lingering kiss.

🦃Jeong Yunho It's friendsgiving, everyone has eaten their fill and ready to settle in for turkey naps. The Proposal is playing in the background, a sleepy Yunho jerks awake in his upright position near your feet. He eyes your legs before collapsing between them to snuggle up in a comfier position. You laugh and stroke his hair; he drags his cheek happily against your thigh like the golden retriever he is. Another friend covers him with a blanket, and you drift off to sleep together. Dreaming of Betty White and the vocals of Lil John & The East Side Boyz. When you wake Yunho is spread eagle on his back, draped across your body like a human blanket and your friends have taken numerous photos and tagged the two of you in instagram stories and tiktok edits. You laugh watching them, causing Yunho's still sleeping head to bounce on your stomach. He groggily rolls over and watches them with you, with sleep squinted eyes.

🍁Byun Baekhyun You don’t even bother knocking, you know he’s still tucked away in bed. Thats exactly where you find him. You let out a soft laugh, and he cracks one eye open as you place the two maple lattes and pumpkin breads on the nightstand. He lazily watches as you climb onto the bed next to him. Baekhyun reaches for you as soon as you get within distance. He tugs your face to his for a kiss before you have time to brace yourself or climb under the covers. “Good morning.” He mumbles against your lips, and you fumble to join him underneath the covers. Dozing between sips of coffee, bites of toasted bread and of course kisses in the cool autumnal sunrise that's filtering through the curtains.

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[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Feeding Kink

((18+ implied sexual themes, also sorry if I got this wrong lol))

Adam opened his mouth as Lucifer hand fed him his dessert. It wasn't an apple pie for once, but a chocolate creme pie from Gluttony that was so rich and creamy, the crust baked perfectly.

Lucifer watched as the fork slipped out between Adams pretty pink lips, they were just so kissable.

Lucifer: Another bite my love?

Adam: I don't know Lu, I'm getting pretty full actually.

Lucifer pouted but fixed his expression with a smile and held up the fork with a new bite of pie on it.

Lucifer: Come on, just another bite or two? Wouldn't want it to go to waste.~

Adam: Why don't you have a bite?

Lucifer: Oh I'm stuffed hun. But thank you and maybe once you're done I could devour you.~

Adams face tinted pink: I thought you said you were stuffed?

Lucifer licked his lips and placed a kiss on Adams lips: I will always have room to desire a slice of you my love.

Adam yelped when Lucifer grabbed his ti- peck. He does not have tits. He looked at him and rolled his eyes and took in the last bite, for real this time.

They shared another kiss, Lucifer could taste the pie still in Adams mouth.

He couldn't wait to taste more of him.

@fanofstuff01 Forget to tag you in the last one sorry!

[cream-and-tea]

i was tagged by @carnivalls to share four recent non-selfie photos from my camera roll. everybody clap and cheer me for not only posting cats <3 or boo and throw tomatoes if that’s what you would’ve preferred to see i suppose <3

i’ll tag @saltwaterbells @izzy246girl @judasisdrafting and @werewolfhooligan (no pressure ofc!!)

[asksweetvanilla]

Dear Sweet Vanilla Cookie,

I thank you for your understanding in these trying times. In my experience, trust is a commodity. It is worth more than its own weight in gold, yet as fragile as a lovely pearl. I will do my best to stay cordial with you, though I apologize if my words ever come across as having ‘bite’ to them. It is simply within my nature as a politician, you see. I have a duty to my people, but I also have a duty to the safety of Earthbread and its Cookies as a whole.

Your request for current information is quite doable. Although, I admit, I was… surprised to read that you do not have a grasp of the current going-ons given its prevalence. 

I shall send you this letter secured to a parcel. Inside you will find the latest newspapers from the Creme Republic and some of our closer allied regions, which are all easily attainable to the public. I have sorted through these documents myself to ensure they reflect more facts rather than frightened gossip.

You mentioned not being aware of the present issue when you first awoke, so I have also included some older papers to provide you with a general timeline. I have chosen to catalog these older papers with yellow tags to make it easier for you to sift between the old and new information.

I… apologize in advance if the news overwhelms you. If your statement referring to your state of mind is true, then it may be difficult to digest everything. We have had time to process this information, but you will be handling its full weight all at once.

In other words, thank you for the delicious blueberry bread. 

The mage who inspected it was, admittedly, startled by the preservation charm used given how out of date it is. However, the magic held true, so please give my compliments to this ‘Archivist’ you mentioned. Despite the use of berries, given the lack of cream and the charm’s age, it is evident you do not reside in Parfaedia. I am not aware of any other academies that specialize in magic or that have fruit such as this, so I hope all is well where you reside.

-Sincerely, 

The Consul of the Creme Republic🐚

Sweet Vanilla: *He grunts a little, heaving the large number of newspapers onto his desk. Candy sniffs at them a bit. He gently moves her off the desk and back down to the ground, mumbling something about wondering how she keeps getting up there.*

Dear Consul,

I will do my best to understand if your words gain bite, but so far, I have found you a rather kind man for entertaining my letters like this and fulfilling my requests. Thank you for the newspapers. It will take me a while to go through them all. Is it alright if I ask you if I have any clarifying questions?

I'm so happy you enjoyed the blueberry bread. Blueberries grow all over the place at the academy. Probably how it had gotten its name, I suppose. And I'll let the Archivist know you appreciated their spell work. They are a master of their craft and does not get to show it very often. They told me they were a rather accomplished mage in life.

Also, I did notice something. Most of the books here have a rune array that I can tap to have them read outloud to me. I am visually impaired and use those arrays to read when I can't find a copy in brail. I also use it on the letters I get sent. The newspapers don't have them like I thought they would. The Archivist was confused as well and said they were very commonly used back in their day, but they are quite an old being, so times might have changed. With their permission, I'm including a few books on the runic array and the other runic arrays that were invented by the first headmaster of the academy. There's a few copies of these in the library, so the Archivist is gifting these to you. They called in an exchange of information since they will be pouring over the newspapers as well alongside me.

I hope you are well,

Sweet Vanilla

Sweet Vanilla: *He binds the letter to a small stack of old but very well preserved and taken care of books.*

((OOC//: To be clear, Sweet Vanilla basically gave him what is considered magic technology/innovations that were lost during the Dark Flour War, like how some technologies of old civilizations were lost to like the dark ages and stuff.))

[wanderingoff]

Challengers Fic Recs!

I've completely fallen down the Challengers fic rabbit hole since I saw the movie a second time in June, and I'm surprised I haven't seen any Challengers rec lists floating around! I've read what feels like half the tag at this point, so I decided, hey, I guess that one's on me. I've been really impressed by the overall quality of what I've been reading, so these really feel like the creme de la creme and I hope even if you haven't read Challengers fic before, you give some of them a shot! (I will say, I'm not sure this is the best fandom to read without having seen the film, but the movie is SO good, just watch it and then come back) (Also, I don't read Reader inset fic which seems really popular in the fandom, so no shade to any of those authors, just not my bag!)

I wrote these little summaries cuz this post was so long! Without further ado, in order of length so I didn't have to obsess over that too:

let it once be me by wastelandbaby - 4444 words, M, Post-canon, Throuple, Getting together. Summary: An immediate post-match threesome can't fix what's wrong with them. Tashi and Patrick are texting and Art's crippling insecurity won't let him see what's directly in front of his face. Art POV. Rec: This fic is so short and un-sweet; I want to say it speedruns the beats that make so many throuple getting together fics work except it doesn't feel rushed in the slightest, and the ending is completely unique and honestly took my breath away.

open heart / open container by comosum - 5106 words, M, Post-Canon, Getting together Summary: The throuple is getting together, but Art and Patrick have to have a conversation first. Art POV. Rec: A large portion of this is one conversation and the dialogue fucking slaps. It does an unusually good job of having Art and Patrick directly/explicitly address each other's queerness before initiating sex, managing to thread the needle of "he would not fucking say that" and "it's actually not totally unrealisitic for these guys to be moderately self-aware at least of themselves."

give it a hand, offer it a soul by thcscus - 6493 words, T, Post-Canon, Established Throuple Patrick is playing his best for Art and Tashi. Patrick gets injured. Patrick doesn't know if it's the tennis that's over, or everything. Mixed POV. Rec: In the Exquisite Agony fandom, this is possibly the most Exquisitely Agonizing fic I've read. It's horrific. It's shocking how short it is compared to the rest of this list, but within the first 400 words my heart was in my fucking throat and it didn't come down for the remainder.

a romantic fool by spqr - 10300 words, E, Canon-compliant, Established Throuple. Lily is Patrick's. Art loves her for it. Art POV. Rec: Hands down, the fic that inspired this list and one of my gateway drugs into Challengers fic. I want everyone to read it.

this monstrous fire by kithmet - 10672 words, E, Post-Canon Throuple Getting together. An immediate post-match threesome can fix what's wrong with them. Along with some eavesdropping. Art POV. Bonus: kithmet made an incredible Challengers playlist not specifically for this fic, open relationship Rec: This is the closest thing to a fix-it on this list (it's very far from a fix-it), and I think convincing me these three could possibly figure their shit out in the short timeline of this fic is incredibly impressive character work.

neverland by ameliepoulain - 14079 words, E, Post-Canon, Art/Patrick, Getting together. Patrick quits tennis and moves on. Art quits tennis and does not. Patrick POV. (The second part of the series, second star to the right, is Art POV, pre-throuple, and essential.)(Bonus! Comes with playlist!*) Rec: Of all the fic on this list, I think this one takes the biggest swing on its set-up and for me that completely pays off. The two parts of the series also do an incredible job of demonstrating how opaque these people are to each other and do SUCH a good job of differentiating voices/experiences).

wishbone by a__peach__tree - 18375 words, E, Post-Canon, Throuple, Getting together. An immediate post-match threesome can't fix what's wrong with them. Patrick buys a ticket to the US Open, and waits, and tries to get his life together. Patrick POV. Comes with playlist*! Rec: This author does the most convincing Patrick-trying-his-hardest I've read; the action becomes so interior over the course of the fic and the tension ramps up so high I caught myself talking to the characters out loud, literally begging them to do the right thing.

american doubles by sticky valentine - 19166 words, E, Post-Canon, Throuple, Getting Together. An immediate post-match threesome won't fix what's wrong with them. Art invites Patrick to follow them to Cincinatti. Tashi thinks she knows what's going on. Tashi POV. Rec: I'm SO glad I found this fic before sending this post to press because we need Tashi POV and I think this does a great job of drawing back the curtain on her machinations and leaning into how human, fallible, and confused she is.

make it all look painless by sundaymournin - 20277 words, M, During-canon slight AU Or, this author outright rejects that these three had the self-control to actually stay away from one another. Art POV. Rec: Another true Exquisite Agony fic; it interlaces with canon beautifully and addresses Art's obvious anxiety more directly than anything else on this list, along with his self-loathing. This is the fic that takes the "none of them can stop hurting each other or themselves" to it's logical extreme without like, actual extreme behavior that would break character or make canon events impossible.

Bonus AU: it's getting better by spqr - 9025 words, T, No injury AU Let Art and Patrick be shlubs! Reckon with painful truth of a life in service to a single, unloving dream! Let Tashi find her way back to them anyway! Tashi POV. Rec: For me, the appeal of Challengers is how well crafted the movie is, so I've shied away from the handful of AUs. But a) ALL of spqr's Challengers fics are shockingly good, and b) out of all the fic on this list, this is the one I can most easily hear the dialogue in the actual voices of these characters & their actors, which is a high compliment from someone who does not have a very concrete imagination.

*I made these Spotify playlists based off text lists of songs in the author's notes of these fics.

[metropolitankei]

Time to ramble a bit about ICAT bc the tag from @the-nintendo-dsi is making me think HARD on this. (Tag below)

Now for the ramble part. Big wall of text incoming!

Vanilla Bean (Siffrin) and Pitaya Panna Cotta (the King) being from the Vanilla Kingdom makes a whole lot of sense.

If you've not watched the story cutscenes for episodes 9 and 10 of Crispia in Cookie Run Kingdom, I'll explain what happens for you. The story takes place in the Vanilla Kingdom, which had been abandoned due to the war between the Ancients and Dark Enchantress Cookie and overrun by cake creatures that follow under her rule.

Because of the kingdom being destroyed in the process, pretty much most of the cookies that lived there had evacuated the place to go to other locations for safety, and those who weren't able to make it out in time had perished. We especially notice this with a lot of the cookies in the upper region of the Creme Republic, especially with one of the elders being from the Vanilla Kingdom (plus it's mentioned that those who evacuated had found home in the Republic thanks to the sea cookies).

Now, onto Vanilla Bean and Pitaya Panna Cotta. Vanilla Bean is the most obvious (due to the name/flavor and the vanilla bean pods being their safety pins on their cloak), but Pitaya Panna Cotta is not as obvious. Before becoming who he is today, he used to just be Panna Cotta. When he arrived in Dragon's Valley after recovering from the evacuation, he went to Pitaya Dragon Cookie to strike a deal: at the cost of gaining the power to freeze time, they infused some Pitaya flavoring into his dough, causing him to go from a regular-sized cookie to a cookie the size of a Dragon without the ability to transform.

Wish Craft does, however, still exist in this AU, as Panna Cotta used Wish Craft to keep control of his time freeze powers, and Vanilla Bean unknowingly uses the same Craft to loop between the same 2 days. It also causes that burning sugar smell that can be noted when Siffrin in the base game is about to loop back when talking to Euphrasie.

Plus, with the whole thing with the Vanilla Kingdom being in the sky, it makes it easier for the Vanillian denizens to do so many things related to the stars, planets, and even the galaxy. This makes it easier for them to position the stars on a star map since they're closer, but transporting the goods are difficult, since they're have to rely on different transportation methods than the Kingdoms on ground level to get the goods around.

Now, for the part relating to the Wish that made color disappear. Instead of making colors disappear, the Wish was for all cookies to forget what the Vanilla Kingdom was like. Was this a trauma response from one of the cookies that evacuated due to the war? Maybe, but that's how nobody remembers the Vanilla Kingdom, just like how nobody in the ISAT world remembers the Forgotten Island.

There's so much more that I could potentially go on about, but this wall of text is already enough.

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Hi hi, I just want to say that I saw your art on Twitter and I love your style. It's so cool to still see clottcier and odyssey stuff after so long. I'm slowly returning to the game and I wondered if there were still people liking this pairing.

I'm kinda a fake fan bc I haven't finished reading all the Odyssey stuff. But I know for what I heard that the storyline was left kinda inconcluse. Do you think we will ever see a continuation, or will they keep moving without adding too much?

PD: your oc is super cute, what was the inspiration on making him?

Hi hello! Thank you for the kind words about my art and I'm so happy to see another clottcier fan years after their initial release <3 The fanbase is small but mighty!! I check their search/tags often and people are still very passionate about them :) on twitter at least lol

I think they will continue the story in some way, yes. Clotted is introduced to us by barging into the Ancients' business and he keeps continuing to do that lmao so I am hopeful he and the gang will return. The St. Pastry Order is still an open plot line and the Republic connects back to it. I know they haven't done much since the release of the Tower of Sweet Chaos but I have hope regardless since they put so much time and effort into the Creme Republic lore/Odyssey in general.

Also I feel like Clotted will be involved with whatever the magic candy/crystal jam equivalent for Super Epics is. Espresso took his stuff and dipped but Clotted has stated he has control of magic candy affairs in the Republic so who knows...maybe he's finally get the much needed buff via magic candy and costume in the future.

My ramblings about my OC are a bit long so I put them under the cut!

My OC was actually made to fill in a role I wanted to explore with Clotted's character specifically through the lens of an ex! Clotted's character is so complex that I have a really hard time shipping him with anyone that isn't Financier bc of all the good traits he has conflicting with antagonists/villains (he does bad things but he truly, truly wants the best for his people/Earthbread in general. He is incredibly selfless when it comes to himself. He's selfish when it comes to bettering the Republic) and the bad traits he has conflicting with good characters. So I thought it would be fun to introduce a character that has optimism about him until the wedge is just too much as they both grow.

My ocxcanon takes place in the past bc Clotted had to develop and work on himself to become the highly calculated and composed cookie we see him in present time. Custard states he wasn't always like this (his softness was his inherent "flaw") so I went back in time to let him be a bit softer and be more open to goofing off/escaping his strict life.

Herrencreme (as a food) is often eaten after large meals like a wedding so I wanted to tie him into events somehow to both match his food and give Clotted an opportunity to experience fun gatherings and thus he became an event planner who also loves social events in his free time. His name is also basically "gentleman's pudding" so I made him more of a gentleman character that likes to take the lead w Clotted since he's basically dragging him places that Clotted would not initiate himself and supporting him. And because I base Clotted's taste on Financier only it kind of matches how she's his protector/knight.

I needed a character that was bold enough to involve themselves with Clotted in the first place and nice enough to give him a respite from all his intense training/studies to eventually become consul. So when I was looking at food ideas and stumbled across something I could easily turn into a nice gentleman for him to fall in love with and eventually fall out of once he gets closer to become the somewhat shady, calculated, intense young consul we see in present time I knew he I had to make him an actual thing.

But yeah born out of serving a role for Clotted character exploration initially but he has grown out of control lol he is well past just a story for Clotted I love him a lot

[sugaaaaaaaar]

I feel like I need to start tagging these types of posts as "Cookie run makes Sug go insane"

Anyway, what is up with the Cookie Timeline. I know they are cookies so they don't human years but for the purposes of this rant/analysis, we will be using them.

So, if Custard Cookie the III is actually related to Pure Vanilla Cookie, then that means that the fall of the Pure Vanilla kingdom happened happened about 1 generation ago (because Custard III's grandfather was already grown and had a baby according to the memories seen in Timeless Kingdom)

(Picture: Premier Custard Cream Cookie holding Custard Cookie's father as a baby)

A generation is about 20-30 years but i am going to be very lenient and say Custard the III's father was 30 when he had his son and Custard III is 10. This would mean that it had been 40 years since the Vanilla Kingdom collapsed (and less than 40 years since the Dark Flour War ended. Wow.)

That means that the Creme Republic formed and established itself in less than 40 years (assuming they spent as year or two searching for a new home). While this is rather fast, it is technically possible for that to happen.

Except it's not? Kind of? This is where it gets funky.

In Crunchy Dreams, Oyster Cookie looks back on her memories from when she was a child. When her nanny told her about the mermaid and the young sailor. This is obviously about Lord Oyster and White/Black Pearl Cookie but the thing is that they mentioned that this event happened generations ago.

Assuming Elder just means parent (basing this of Custard and Clotted Cream). That means that Lord Oyster is at the bare minimum Oyster Cookie's great grandfather

Friendly Reminder thats Oyster Cookie is canonically 40-50 years old.

Okay thanks what the fudge (pun intended)

That's about century. A century.

"But, Sugaaaaaaaar, thats just a one time special event. It's not meant to be taken so seriously, and it's probably not even canon anymore."

Okay, then, I present to you Exhibit B. The most fresh evidence we got. "A Mermaid's Tale."

This is dialgue from Part 2 of the story of "A Mermaid's Tale" titled "Captain Abalone Cookie's Dilemma"

So, at this point the Republic was not only founded, but well established enough to have Family Houses and all that jazz. While not canon, i believe it's safe to assume that Lord Oyster is meant 20-30 years old because he is old enough to be on voyages but not old enough to be considered an Elder. Considering Oyster is 40-50 and the Republic was founded within 40 years, that means that Lord Oyster is Oyster's father, uncle, or older brother at best.

You se where it gets trippy? Lord Oyster's story is framed as if it was a thing in the past but for all we know this could have happened 2 summers ago or something like that

Nothing clashes with the timeline as much as the Creme Republic does. Dark Flour war ended 40 years ago? Understandable. Hollyberry has 2 young granddaughters, Dark Cacao has one grown son and Pure Vanilla has possibly one very young grandson? A little weird but not uncommon.

Did i miss something? Am i going insane for a game with cookie politics? Find out in the next episode of dragon ballz

[nosferatufaggot]

This isn't actually Homestuck related, I'm just tagging as such cuz I think you guys are the best people to ask.

What other faygo flavours should I try? I only ever drink the creme soda, as faygo creme soda is my fave soda. What else should I try? I'm tempted to try cotton candy but I don't know if that'll actually be good or not. Does it taste like cotton candy milkshake?