#n: cocoa

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Fruity Almond - dossier

Inspired by Carolina Herrera's Good Girl

Top: Almond, Peach Heart: Orris, Orange Blossom, Tuberose Base: Tonka Bean, Vanilla, Cocoa

Eau de Parfum Feminine

Fruity Almond (inspired by Carolina Herrera's Good Girl) combines joyful peach and almond, with a rich floral bouquet of tuberose and orange blossom. Next, tonka bean (sweet vanilla, intense almond, and cacao) is added to the lineup to bring in a sensual thrill.

Feminine and colorful, Fruity Almond (our impression of Carolina Herrera's Good Girl) is a contrasted fragrance that takes you step-by-step from a luminous freshness to a saturated sensuality.

Physicals

2 mL spray

[tux1i]

Oof rip quality, jusaa click the pic to make it good noice quality which idk why my quality goes wack

If he was in game, yeah his sprite would be either have this more space to show in the dialog story, A lovable guy that only cherish on person (that is you) and mostly uses Shadow Milk Cookie as his punching bag (if any case If Shadow Milk Cookie tries to raid the kingdom)

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• His limbs are all stretchy not that hard tough crispy cookie kind of texture. He has that those dough cookie (that are edible) and how it makes him that stretchy. His easily to melt and well freeze, but though freezing him is what makes him an actually tough cookie but yknow not crispy. Just hard cookie texture. If a sharp object inject or stab, it felt nothing to him or makes this hole in his dough to avoid it. Pretty much OP if his dealing with a beast cookie. His flexible and stretchy ofc. But it doesn't mean his that OP, of course he can crumbled someways.

• If his actually facing his counter part (Shadow Milk Cookie) he will absolutely destroy him legit. He really does not like Shadow Milk Cookie. For a reason (which is unknown for now). And if any case scenario if Shadow milk Cookie attempts to raid Caprice's kingdom (mostly your kingdom that Caprice is currently living in) Then of course, easy one on one battle for Caprice and Shadow Milk Cookie.

● His weapon is a hammer, yknow like Amy rose. But the handle part of the hammer is this flimsy like not stiff how it can bend. And it's Hella huge compare to Shadow Milk Cookie's tiny staff of his.

• His boing boing bouncy, can jump real high lol

□ Tbh The black dots on his hair sorta fits him, lady bug like with those two piece of hair he has as the antennas lol. Even there was this concept that his beast form is either a Ladybug or a..firebug? And it was supposed to be. .like this protection kind of symbol how his basically protecting the kingdom (which is yours) but he I remember his not a beast, his a special type of cookie so sadly scrap that idea.

□ Another scrap is that he can clone himself, how his so stretchy and able to heal himself. He can just grab a chunk of himself of his dough and using his own magic to clone himself a mini version of him. Or even a clone of him of the same size as him. But I scrap that idea how I'm not sure about that idea.

☆His class was either a assassin or magic (idk lol I sorta forget that I didn't play cookie run kingdom for weeks almost a month since I sorta lose interest playing it.)

♡ by his stretchy dough limb, he would absolutely help you whenever your in cramp schedule. Just stretch here or there to grab and give it to you.

♡ His pupils can change shape and show his energy, like If his pupil were have to his low batter typa display in his heart eye that would mean his low in energy and pretty much being lazy or tired. His only energy is by love and just fuels that energy from you. And he gets hyper from being overwhelmed by love from you. And he doesn't really require to eat (I think?) But if you do make meals or bake, I guess he will try to eat it, but it doesn't make him feel different like feeling full or feeling hungry. His built different for real

• Doesn't like Shadow Milk Cookie. Would throw him in the river

• The swirls are his blushing or embarrassed display, Rather then hue spread in a cookie's face. Just swirls appear and glows if his blushing, embarrassing or flattered.

• The amount of love letter he has for you. Just..tons... he just likes to write, or writing fanfics of you and him xdd also his allergic to flowers. So no flowers, if you don't like flowers then it's good for him since his allergic to any kind of flowers.

♤ Why does he has a love letter on his eye? From what I mention that the witch who created this cookies to life has a little young sister. And when making the creation of Caprice, she accidently knock out a love letter that is a decoration icing for cakes. And yeah.

♤ I forgot also why his head has a cracked part but must've been permanent from his backstory, reference how gems (Steven Universe) having to have a bad experience that cause that part of their body permanently. And it displays there forever.

□ Speaking of Love Letter in his eye, there is a concept of him losing his right eye. For...bad reasons. Or part of the story that I decided to not add it. That I go with the idea that is above this text.

♧ Fact that he can curl himself into a ball or well shape into an armadillo by using his hair. 👍

I sorta like this one, just the curious sprite but up side own

[mixtercandy]

Merry Christmas!!

[lavender-rroses]

back with more

still riptide this time but now with some OCs :-)

[atinycafe]

"hey pretty"

you offer no response, shutting the door behind you as you enter the room. tossing your bag carelessly to the floor, you kneel beside the countless sneakers belonging to san and mingi, scattered haphazardly around the room.

you reach down to untie your air forces, dropping the first shoe onto the ground. the movement catches your boyfriends' attention, but they remain silent, watching you intently.

"bad day?" san asks softly from his spot on the couch, seated next to mingi. their eyes fixate on you, concern etched in their gazes.

"bad day." you mumble in confirmation, proceeding to untie your other black shoe. however, the lace gets snagged, and your fingers fumble clumsily. you pull harder, but instead of loosening, the knot tightens even more. it becomes the breaking point for you.

a sob escapes your lips, and you bury your face in your hands, too weary to do anything else. your body quakes on the floor as tears stream down your face. you want the crying to stop, to take a breath, but you find yourself caught in a strange battle of attempting both and choking in the process.

the crying intensifies, and you feel your nails digging into your eyebrows, a feeble attempt to hide away momentarily. you're tired, utterly exhausted, and all you crave is sleep. yet, with your shoe trapped on your foot, you can't retreat to the solace of your sheets.

taking another shaky breath, you sense a shadow falling across your face, momentarily shielding you from the light. you don't budge from your position, continuing to cry. a cold hand gently rests upon your own, and you flinch softly, caught off guard. the thumb begins to rub tenderly against your skin.

you recognize the touch as san's. he coos softly, coaxing your hands away from your face. initially, you resist, not wanting him to witness the streaked mascara and runny nose. however, he manages to gently coax you out of your shell.

when your eyes meet his, you're met with a gentle gaze, his eyes locked with yours as he squats in front of you. his smile is soft, and the tears flow even harder, his tenderness overwhelming you in this moment. he chuckles softly, bringing his large hands up to wipe away your tears, pinching your cheeks gently.

"my big girl what's wrong mmh?" he croons, his voice filled with affection. "what's got you like this huh my strong girl?" the endearing nicknames tug at your heart, causing you to cry even more.

"awnn, it's okay baby, big girls cry when it gets too hard," he nods understandingly, validating your emotions. you reciprocate with a nod of your own, sniffling. he brings his thumb to your cheekbone.

"i'll go make you hot cocoa, want that?" you nod again, the sobs calming slightly at his soothing whispers.

"your words baby, can you use them for me?" he encourages you softly, and you manage a meek "yes please," stuttering through your soft sobs. he presses a tender kiss to your lips and smiles, placing his hands on his knees as he stands up. it's then that you finally notice mingi's tall figure behind him.

mingi, too, crouches down in front of you, silently taking your foot clad in a shoe into his large hands. he deftly works on untying the shoelace, his long fingers effortlessly undoing the knot you struggled with. once untied, he removes the sneaker from your foot, placing it neatly aside, a stark contrast to his own untidy ones beside the black pair.

he grasps both of your feet and begins tickling them, eliciting tired giggles from you. finally, a smile breaks across his face as he witnesses your own. he pulls you closer, tugging at your legs and sliding his hands beneath your thighs. lifting you effortlessly, the two of you rise to your feet, and you simply rest your head against his solid chest, briefly closing your eyes as he carries you to the couch. the paused episode of "law & order" flickers on the television. he settles down, you still cradled in his arms, and he gently eases you off him so that you're sitting upright. he helps you remove your bomber jacket, tossing it onto the nearby couch. tapping your thigh, he signals for you to stand up so he can remove your denim skirt, but you shake your head.

"please no, wanna stay close to you please," your voice cracks on the second "please," and he sighs.

"okay tiny," his deep voice emerges softly from his lips as he pulls you closer, his forehead gently touching yours. "you've got a fever pretty."

"makes sense, head hurts like a bitch," you close your eyes, inhaling the minty scent that wafts from his laughter.

"san, bring me some ibuprofen," mingi calls out to san, who responds with a sweet "okay!" you flinch at the loud sound, the throbbing in your head intensifying. mingi notices and places his large hands over your ears, the pressure offering some relief. "sorry baby, didn't mean to be loud."

"'s okay princess." he smiles at the cute nickname and kisses your forehead.

he assists you in removing your black turtleneck, and then proceeds to remove his own t-shirt. moving closer, he goes to unclasp your bra, seeking your consent with a fingertip poised on the clasp. you give a soft nod, your eyes growing heavy with exhaustion. he removes your bra, joining it with the rest of your discarded clothes. finally, he pulls you back into his embrace, handling you delicately until your chests align. the coolness of his skin instantly soothes you, and you release a sigh of relief. he snakes his hands around your waist, tracing star patterns along your spine, whispering compliments into your ear.

san returns to the room, placing a large brown mug and two blue translucent pills on the glass table in front of you. he quickly exits but reappears with micellar solution and a handful of cotton pads.

taking a seat beside you, he lifts your face from its place in the crook of mingi's neck, causing you to emit a soft moan of protest. he hushes you gently, his smile radiant as ever. "come on, look at me, pretty. you don't want to sleep with makeup on your face."

he wets a cotton pad with the micellar water and proceeds to cleanse your face with delicate motions, barely perceptible against your skin. then, using a dry pad, he gently removes any lingering traces of the liquid.

"baby too sleepy for the cocoa?" san inquires, running a hand through your hair, his brow furrowing as he detects the dampness on your hairline. not out of disgust, but rather out of worry because the room is too chilly for you to be perspiring. he turns around, stretching to retrieve the folded blanket at the end of the couch, reluctant to leave your side. unfolding it, he covers you, tucking it between mingi's back and the couch, creating a soothing cocoon.

"no, want it" you whine in a broken voice, and both boys smile at your fragile form, finding you irresistibly adorable. "ah, so bossy," san remarks as he takes the cup and pills, inserting one into your mouth before bringing the cup to your plush lips, helping you swallow. he repeats the process with the second pill.

"want another sip baby?" he coos, noting the way you scrunch your nose. he exchanges a glance with mingi, both of them deeply in love with you, their stomachs still fluttering with butterflies even after all these years.

"no, just one marshmallow, please" you request, extending your hand from beneath the blanket to show them your index finger, emphasizing the importance of having only one.

san's smile widens, his blush evident on his face at your endearing plea, while mingi takes your fingers and presses a kiss to them, producing a loud smooching sound that elicits a soft laugh from you.

"say ahh"

masterlist

[miss-worldddd]

what keeps me safe everyday 🤤🤤🤤

[barnowlbookworm]

Man there’s something about when Donnie dies in fics… idk what it is… it’s something that hits me so deeply… so painfully… I can’t express it-

When the disaster twins are seperated from each other or one dies and the other stays behind… man. It shatters me. Augh.

[kogglyuffs]

mintcocoa but w manon n rody cuz my brain is silly

[rainydayzo]

Hehehehe I’m so proud of this

Also I have way to much to say about the thought process and story in this so enjoy the tags :]

It’s drawings like these that make me wonder if I would like writing fanfiction :0

[myscentarchive]

La Danza Delle Libellule - Nobile 1942

Eau de Parfum - 0.7 ml (wand)

Notes- TOP: Bergamot, Red Apple MIDDLE: Cinnamon, Cocoa BASE: Vanilla, Cedar, Musk

Gender: Feminine The fragrance that makes you smile. It’s created according to aromatherapy for a pampering effect for hardest days. “The dance of dragonflies” is an operetta by Franz Lehar and it’s a kind of invitation to take life a little bit less seriously. A fragrance to devote to yourself, when femininity cries out, clai-ming some time for frivolousness, cuddles and the gentle insouciance that all women deserve. With this spirit, La danza delle libellule, brings all the light-ness necessary to soothe even the most troubled hearts.

[tux1i]

Caprice

[Scroll down for two art by me lol]

• Sorta the opposite of Shadow Milk Cookie, but some bits of Caprice's personality are still the same as Shadow Milk Cookie's

• Inch taller then Shadow Milk Cookie.

Although Shadow Milk Cookie (in my headcanon) has the ability to change size, there's one animation intro where he became huge with Pure Vanilla in the nub of Shadow Milk Cookie's hand

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For Caprice he does not change size, just still inch taller then Shadow Milk Cookie. He can stretch to be tall but there will be limits he can't stretch that far. (His that edible dough cookie, not the hard crispy texture cookie type)

● From the other post I mention that the younger sibling of the Witch likes Shadow milk Cookie's design and overall, So the younger sibling of the witch has decided to make her own cookie, inspired by Shadow Milk Cookie. So Caprice Cocoa Charm Cookie was created. While the process of making Caprice, there are a few mistakes she pour into the ingredients. 1. Did not measure correctly of the cookie dough. (Miscalculated and that's why his inch taller) 2. Drop an icing letter into the process. (Which why there's an icing love letter in his right eye. Permanently, Scrap idea there is another reason why he lost his right eye.)

♡ His main purpose is you. Caprice has a specific and caring purpose within this AU. He's not just an abstract representation of love, but an active force for healing and reassurance, particularly for those who have become disillusioned or hurt.

Knowing this, his interactions and motivations become even clearer. His strong stance against superficial or negative portrayals of love stems from a desire to protect the very thing he embodies and to guide others towards healthier perspectives.

It's like specifically to connect with and care for the reader/viewer (Y/N You). That adds a layer of warmth and intentionality to his character. He's not just about the ideal of love, but about actively nurturing and fostering it in individual hearts. This makes his potential interactions and stories within the AU even more compelling. He's a healer of the heart, in a way.

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I'm not sure how to explain it well, but his cookie symbolize a generation of love? Of this generation be how he views love or something like this, either good or bad. Also, the main purpose is to heal those individuals who are losing hope of love, giving reassurance that love still exists.

Caprice's Weapon

• His hammer was inspired by Amy Rose the hedgehog, Very heavy so I don't think any strong cookies can weld it even if they try.

• Can also turn back into a regular staff.

○ His talking to Shadow Milk Cookie BTW. He really doesn't like Shadow Milk Cookie.

Caprice's Canon

• True Believer in Love - He really believes in lasting love and hates when people are negative about it.

• Expressive with Love - His colorful style and actions are how he shows the joy he thinks love should be.

• Relationship Watcher - He learns about love by watching how other cookies connect (or don't).

• Secretly Sensitive - He might seem confident, but he has a soft side and might have been hurt before.

• Honest About Love - He'll speak up if he thinks a relationship is fake, trying to help. (His sorta like a fortune teller to cookies who asked him for help or insights)

• Loves Love Stories - He secretly collects things that represent the kind of love he admires.

• Passion Can Be Misleading - Sometimes, his strong views on love make him seem old-fashioned or judgmental.

• Appreciates Real Love - Despite his critiques, he's really touched by genuine, heartfelt connections.

[tanalogyosc]

Husband's Appreciation Day was on April 21st

[gallusneve]

hot woman chugged a jack and coke in front of me without flinching is now taking me back to her hotel

[shortandslytherin]

Snowed In (Neville Longbottom x Genderneutral!Reader)

A quick little blurb for Christmas! I wanted to write something for me and all my Neville lovers out there. It's nothing special or long. Just a quick cute fluffy story.

Request: Yes/No

Summary: It's Christmas and the reader is snowed in with their boyfriend, Neville Longbottom. The couple spend the day inside cuddling and drinking hot chocolate.

Warnings: Christmas, mention of Neville's parents, established relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort, reader's looks are unspecified, and gender neutral pronouns

Y/N looked out the window and saw the snow coming down rapidly and immediately felt the chill in their bones. They were glad that the wind and snow couldn't reach them. They were also very thankful for the heating charm that was put over this small apartment that they shared with Neville. "Flower, is everything alright? You've been staring out the window for awhile now..." A voice suddenly asked... It was obvious who it belonged to. Y/N just shrugged. "I just feel bad I took so long getting ready this morning. I know you really wanted to go see your parents." Neville let out a little chuckle and sat down next to his partner; setting to cups of cocoa on the window sill. "Flower, don't worry. I'd much rather be snowed in here then at St. Mungoes. Sometimes, it's painful to be there and see my parents just look right through me."

Y/N looked at their boyfriend with concerned eyes and gave him a hug. "Nev, don't ever keep secrets like that from me... I want to be able to be there for you." He hugs back; squeezing a little tight onto them. He's happy to have someone so caring. He pulls away after a minute and seems shocked when Y/N wipes away few tears forming his eyes. He didn't even realize that the tears had formed in his eyes until they were wiped away. "Hey, Nev. Let's talk about something else... Maybe it'll take your mind off this." Y/N suggests as they pick up the cups of cocoa and hand one to Neville.

The brunette male smiles weakly and nods. "Sure, love." The couple clink cups and then start drinking their cocoa in silence. It was more comfortable than any words could be. They made their way to their couch and curled up together under a knitted throw blanket. Y/N's head rested on Neville's shoulder but they sat up just enough so that they could still drink their hot cocoa.

A few hours later, empty cups were left forgotten on the coffee table. Neville was staring at Y/N and was completely mesmerized by this wonderful person who he'd been in love with since his fifth year. He is sitting there with you in his arms and he couldn't be more comfortable. In fact, being next to Y/N actually takes his mind completely off his original plans for the day. They look at him with a little smile crossing their face. "So umm.... Neville... What're you thinking about right now? I'll tell you what I'm thinking about if what you're thinking about is half as interesting as it." They bargain and press a kiss to his cheek. Neville looks at them and he has the most affectionate smile on his face. He speaks softly. "I'm thinking about you... I'm thinking about how beautiful you look... And I'm thinking about how amazing it is to be around you... To have this experience with you... It's incredible... That's what I'm thinking about." Neville seems to be in another world right now. Y/N brushes their nose against his and look at him like he's something rare and precious. "I was clearly overthinking something... I thought you were still upset... But nevermind that... I love you...." They cuddle in closer to him and let out a relieved sigh. Neville smiles even bigger and it seems like he has become completely overwhelmed by the love he is feeling right now. He kisses their forehead softly. "I love you too."

[vegan-nom-noms]

Ultimate Vegan Hot Chocolate

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i think this is so far the set i'm most proud of-

yes i flipped sir and lady's genders i thought it would be neat