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brittle-doughie · 2 months

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I wish to request something a little strange- So you have experimented with the idea of Cookie Cannibalism so maybe I was hoping you could just build on the idea. No morbid curiosity tho

(This ask was super weird, so you can ignore it if you want)

Bake It Till You Make It: Tasty Delights

It never hurts anyone to have a treat every now and then..also I updated the first part to my current format of posts

WARNINGS: Cookie Cannibalism

Running the shop doesn’t always have to be around the holidays. The Sugar Gnomes were generous enough to have you run the shop all winter long! If that was what made you and the cookies in the kingdom happy!

It had surely made the cookies happy alright! All day, every day has cookies coming in the high tens into your shop! They can never seem to get enough of the cakes and sweets offered here, you being the manager also had a hand in the amount of visits too.

But that was only half of the whole thing. The other half was the cookies being thankful enough to gift you their own sweets.

You never questioned their generosity, accepting the gifts with a smile. What was odd would be the cookies acting a little suspicious in terms of behavior or style of clothing, something that was a bit out of character for them.

Cookies like Crunchy Chip Cookie that are usually pretty tough are left trying to come up with an explanation for their insistence on you accepting their sweets, Crunchy especially since you recalled that sweets weren’t his thing. He practically pleaded for you to take it and eat it, he wanted to know if you liked his sweets. He wanted to know if you liked how it tasted…

And, in his head, if you liked how he tasted…

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Crunchy Chip yelled out as he cracked off a piece of his arm, a brief moment of pain that had take deep breath.

But in his mind, it would be worth it. To see you savor the taste of what he made despite the end result. To see you savor how he’d taste like.

It would be worth it…

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You thanked him as he left with his cake, sitting down at one of the tables as you started to eat his sweets. For someone who didn’t like them, Crunchy’s delights were pretty good! You continue taking a bite, and then another one, and then another…until it was all gone.

That really hit the spot as you sigh contently, leaning back in your chair…with the window behind you having a fixated Crunchy Chip watching intently before he hurried away.

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Mozzarella Cookie thought it would be pretty interesting of her to give you a mozzarella cheesecake. A very odd choice of ingredients, you even joked if she had placed a piece of her own mozzarella in it, something she giggled at.

What a silly thing to say!

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She wasted no time in gently removing pieces of her mozzarella hair to smoothly texture her cheesecake.

She’d know that you’ll like it, she’d kick herself if you didn’t. After all…

…an intriguing cookie like you only deserves an intriguing dessert~

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The amount of cookies coming in for some of his healings have been noticeably higher during this time of the year for Pure Vanilla Cookie. They’d come him, almost impatiently ask that he give them some healings to make them feel better before they’d hurried off for the day.

The changes in their outfits did not go unnoticed by the Ancient Cookie. Raspberry Cookie’s hair covering a portion of her face, Pastry Cookie wearing a sort of cloak to conceal her form, Clover Cookie missing tufts of hair…

They’d never want to answer any of his questions and just move along hastily…

He decided to come to you to see if you had any clue about this. He catches you just as you’re about to close up shop for today, a box that contained coral cake in your hands.

“Y/N Cookie! How are you, my friend?”

You greeted Pure Vanilla warmly as you two shared a hug. You asked him what brought him you.

“I was just worried about the number of cookies coming to see me to heal them. Do you know anything by any chance?”

Injured cookies? This was the first time you were hearing of this…

“It’s just that they never wish to tell me what was wrong with them. They’re always in a hurry to leave…”

This was pretty odd behavior…but you’d look into it whenever you can. You had to head back your place for today.

“Thank you, Y/N Cookie. I’ll help you in any way I can.”

You bid each other farewell as you head home, opening the box to take a bite of the cake, humming delightly as you savored the flavor.

As you reach home, you head to the fridge to put it away for later. You had to make room though, with a number of different sweets and foods already crowding your fridge, gifted by your Cookies.

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The utensils and ingredients were set, with instructions to make a cobbler.

The cookie was all to ready to get started…if not for one more ingredient to really make this cobbler special..

She can already picture it now. Seeing cookies crowding the shop, wanting their order to be taken first. She was stepping past the crowd to meet you at the counter

She presented her cobbler to you, wishing for you to have a taste!

You took a bite and you’d immediately be downing the whole dessert right there and then, excitement bubbling within herself at how much you liked it.

You’d tell her that you loved her cobbler with all of your being, you’d ask her…if she’d make more for you. She’d be all too eager to say yes! She will make more!

It would feel as if she had a connection with you more than the rest…

With these thoughts, the cookies giggled a little manically as she gets ready to crack off her lower arm…

White Lily is sure of herself that you’ll enjoy her dessert!

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gallusrostromegalus · 11 months

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You mentioned Senbonzakura has fruit in the summer. What happens if you eat it?

They won't do anything bad to whoever eats them- if anything, they're exceptionally filling and restore spiritual power surprisingly well. Senbonzakura is generous with his bounty as well- he takes his role as a member of a noble house with extreme seriousness, and paramount of all his duties is to provide for those who shelter under his branches. and thus his fruits are free to all who have to courage to approach and pick them.

Which is actually quite few.

In the early years of the Court Guard, the Kuchiki Clan sought to improve it's public image- and catch a break from Senbonzakura's complaints of ignoble behavior- by opening the doors to the Kuchiki Clan compound to the general public every spring solstice, so that everyone might rejoice in the springtime ritual ov viewing the cherry blossoms, and the most beautiful blossoms were on the Kuchiki clan's anicent cherry tree, which coincidentally shared the name as the Clan Sword.

It was a wild success, with many hundreds filing through for a peek and much praise heaped upon the clan, and they resolved to repeat the ritual at the autumn equinox, when Senbonzakura's fruit matured- a bit later than most cherries, but well worth it.

Many gathered and Senbonzakura's branches bowed, offering the beautiful, deep red cherries to the hundreds of reaching hands. the fruits were bitten into with anticipation, but instead of the expected sweet-but-astringent flavor most cherries have, the fruit of Senbonzakura is...

...Meaty.

He is, after all, a weapon. ...and anybody who thinks about it for a minute knows full well upon what soil he feeds his hungry, thirsty roots.

The event is cancelled almost immediately over Senbonzakura's protests that he would never harm anyone with his bounty, and the fall ritual is quickly covered up and not preformed again for over a thousand years.

...Until Byakuya takes up the sword, and Senbonzakura realizes he is finally in the hands of a truly kindred spirit.

The nature of Senbonzakura's fruit does not deter everyone though.

Humans live in an uneasy truce between the fact that they are both creatures of conscience and apex predators, but not all find the complexities of carnivory unnavigable, and come to peace with their place in the great natural cycles. They understand that the nature of the the universe is transformative and that eating a fish that eats worms is not the same as eating worms.

Byakuya understands this. It's part of why he and Senbonzarkura as so close, much moreso than most of Byakuya's ancestors.

Ginrei Kuchiki might wail and gnash his teeth but he makes no move to stop Byakuya every September to a remote part of the Rukongai- the exact location changes every year, to avoid unwanted attention.

Carnivores do tend to be shy, after all.

Once he reaches the site of pilgrimage- somewhere secluded, with good deep soil and water for Senbonsakura to dig into and drink- he plants the sword in the ground and, even more than the yearly Springtime ritual, is when he really blooms. He grows- massive branches stretch towards the waning sun, then bow, groaning with the weight of fruit, resplendent in his excess.

The birds arrive first- they always do, freed by the wind to come and go as they please, and it's only minutes after dawn when they descend upon the upper branches- migrating waxwings and finches, omnivores who care little from whence the calories come but rejoice in the feast. Crows and carrion birds, the unappreciated undertakers of the world, enjoying their meat fresh for once. Eventually, the party is a figurative and literally crashed and there is much scattering and squalling as the Eagles and other hunting birds arrive.

With them comes Zaraki, son of the greatest of all eagles, and Byakuya's closest friend. It was Zaraki that took him under his wing as a lonely adolescent, and helped him make peace with the cycles of death and transformation. Byakuya won't tell him, but he never partakes until his step-father has his first bite before him.

Birds are not the only beasts of the air to arrive, as the last of the season's insects come to partake as well- ants and wasps in particular. Byakuya has not, strictly speaking, actually seen Soi Fon at the feast, but she was never the benevolent queen bee- more the ravenous Hornet, incessantly hunting for meat to put on her family's table, save this sole occasion where she dines alone. It'd be fine if she were to take the fruit home to her family, but Byakuya and Senbonzakura agree that she's learning to come and do things just for herself.

As the feast continues and the midday sun spreads the scent, other carnivores arrive- the smaller ones that live as both predator and prey are fleet of foot or belly and arrive soon- foxes and a weasels and snakes looking to gorge before hibernation feast upon the fallen fruits at Senbonzakura's roots, heads bowed in gratitude.

Retsu will sometimes arrive with them, a being well acquainted with life and death and the many stages of minutiae between the two. She is far too dignified to play at being reticent, and rejoices openly. Even before he heard of her past in explicit terms, Byakuya knew she had been a Kenpachi as well.

Most people get to blithely ignore that someday, they too will be consumed as meat, but no such privilege was granted to Ukitake, who comes to the feast as well. He has been prey inside his own body since infancy and rejoices in the opportunity to turn the tables for once- Mimihagi can only halt the spread of his disease, but Senbonzakura's fruit can actually heal and even reverse the damage, and Ukitake will eat himself sick again trying to regain every millimeter he can of his body.

...

As midday fades to late afternoon, the crepuscular giant predators rise from sleeping off the heat and amble over- great cats like leopards and tigers, Bears, Boars, Apes and packs of wolves. All beasts of such scale that the consumption of meat is necessary for survival.

It is only in recent years that Sajin has joined them. His muzzle has a bit of trouble spitting out the pits so he eats more slowly than most, and being a pack animal, tends to be social about these things anyway. He'd come to terms with his heritage long ago, and the resolution that just because he wasn't human didn't mean he wasn't deserving of personhood propelled him through the academy. It was the fear of reprisal from humans that kept his helmet on, not disgust with himself.

"-Even then, it was less my own fear, and the fears of Yamamoto-sama and Kaname. Though given what Yamamoto saw growing up during the warring clans era and what happened to Kaname, they each have seen the worst of the species- no offense."

"None taken." Byakuya nods. "I am well aware of the actions of my ancestors."

"It's not an insult if it's true." adds Tousen, who has started coming with Sajin. He still abhors violence without reason, but to Tousen's mind, this is the opposite- far from violences and the best of all reasons. Byakuya puzzles over this declaration, and wonders how the fact that the curse Kaname suffered under was so visceral in nature fits into that puzzle.

.... As the sun sets, the final guest arrives.

Unlike the others, Yamamoto is not here in his capacity as a carnivore, but as the Commander that Byakuya and Senbonzakura swore their loyalty to. Yamamoto is the virtue by which Senbonzakura is allowed to live as a sword, and demands his tithe as a Just Commander.

Being right and correct in his demand, and holding to his promise to offer fruit to all brave enough to come and take it, Senbonzakura offers the final fruits of his labors without complaint. Yamamoto never wants much- just a handful of the small fruits- but the ritual must be done, and the mutual fealty sworn again for the coming year.

Afterwards, the great tree is barren again and he collapses back into a sword, and the revelers return to the city.

.....

All are invited, of course, and as he sits in the courtyard of his family homesome weeks later, watching Senbonzakura shed his leaves, Byakuya cannot help but speculate on those who do not attend.

Several do not attend out of what Byakuya can only describe as an aggravated sense of the Heebie-Jeebies. Captain Rose threw the invitation out the window with a shriek like he'd been handed a live spider, and Captain Hirako looked like he'd sprinted off mid-conversation to be sick.

Yoruichi is a puzzle- Cats are some of the most obligated of carnivores, and the 2nd division is no stranger to the horrors and blessings of the flesh. So why does she abstain? Perhaps, when she gave up her position as captain, she thinks gave up her invitation as well. Or perhaps that's what she tells herself instead of confronting something more uncomfortable.

Both the scientists have standing invitations to the feast- hell, they can even take samples back to the lab to study, they just need to come collect them. As humans live in a balance between the fallen angel and rising ape, each scientist seems preoccupied with the opposite ends of the scale- Urahara bellowed bloody murder at Byakuya for inviting him, equating it to cannibalism and calling the feast base and animalistic and only just stopping short of threatening Byakuya with harm if that year's feast went through. Kisuke was, to Byakuya's estimation, too much of an academic to see the truth. Mayuri had instead stared at him utterly blankly, completely motionless until Byakuya decided that a lack of affirmation was the same as a polite decline, and left, the door to the scientist's office slamming shut so fast his scarf almost got caught in it. For all his declarations as a great hunter of the truth, deep down, Mayuri still thinks of himself as something hunted.

Captain Matsumoto is at least, perfectly honest that she doesn't attend because she's still in mourning. She attended with Gin until The Catastrophe, and doesn't want to ruin the feast grieving over the man she thought we was. Maybe next year.

Shunsui is the truly odd one out, but Byakuya has a theory. Yamamoto is elderly. That is merely factual and not a judgement. He will need to choose a successor sooner rather than later. Jushiro is wise and well-liked but frail. Mayuri is just generally unacceptable. Zaraki is probably the best leader the 11th has ever had, but really only functions well in emergencies. Rangiku is shaping up into a terrific commander but is still young and stuggles to keep up with the workload already. Tousen is a a terrific organizer, but that's not quite the same thing as a leader. Sajin is methodical and fair but prone to overthinking things past the window of opportunity. Byakuya himself refuses to allow any Kuchiki, least of all the clan head, to assume that much power and bring back the warring clans era. Shinji's a bright man but has all the social grace of a three-legged gazelle on an acid-coated escalator Retsu made Yamamoto swear to not 'dump' command of the court guards on her more than a millennium ago. Rose is... adequate. but that's all he is. Soi fon and Yoruichi both have clan issues like he does, and the spy tactics of the 2nd division are infamous for sowing political instability. ...of all of them, Kyoraku is the one with the command experience, diplomatic skills, correct social connections, sense of duty and raw strength to potentially take on the job, and Byakuya wonders if Shunsui won't turn up at the feast until it's his turn to show up in his capacity as The Final Guest.

The final leaf falls from Senbonzakura and he collapses back into a sword, ready to rest for the winter, and Byakuya carefully retrieves and sheathes him, carrying his friend back to the stand in his bedroom. Well. We'll see who attends next year.

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