#shit cookies

[comicinksans]

Tango woke inside his home, not knowing how he returned there. His head hurt like he had been struck with a metal bat, yet it was completely unharmed and unmarked. His last memory was that of the Deep Dark, and the escape he had made from it. At his side, he saw a familiar figure with a hat covering it’s face. He knew the person, but his eyes hadn’t yet adjusted so he couldn’t tell who was there. Reaching through his memories of the previous night(?) he found little bits and pieces of the circumstances that led him here. He new he had summoned a Warden as he had done before, and he knew it had reached the surface. He remembered Jimmy’s arm grabbing his wrist and sprinting to the top of the nearby hill.That was it.

“Darn Warden… Ugh…” The figure by Tango’s side had mumbled (MUMBO’D?!?!?!?!?) something in his… sleep? It was hard to tell if they were asleep or just talking to themself. Tango continued to look around, trying to figure out some more details. The house was in tact, luckily. The door was shut, but not barricaded, so it couldn’t be a serious issue. 

*Maybe I just… fell at the hill? There are some stones up there buried in the snow.* Working through the possibilities only made his headache worse, so he stopped there. Soon, maybe ten minutes later, the figure moved their hat and stood. The figure stretched, their hat falling, revealing short blond hair and a face that Tango *knew* he recognized. Hearing the voice of the figure, he finally knew who was there.

“Ugh… How long have I been out? Whatever. I should get going to catch up to- TANGO!” Jimmy quickly spun around, his eyes meeting his ranchmate’s. “Oh my god how did I almost FORGET about you??” Jimmy placed his arms on Tango’s shoulders and hugged him. “I’m glad you’re awake!!” 

“What… What happened…?”

“Oh… It was that bad? Woah boy…” Jimmy stood up, and paced for a few moments. “Well… to start, you summoned another Warden. ‘Your son’. Then, you released it: again. It was more aggressive than the last one, and followed us instead of going off to the bases. We ran up the hill, but it caught up and Sonic Blasted you. You grabbed your head and fell to your knees, then passed out on the ground. Do you remember any of that?”

“Only summoning the Warden.” Tango held his palm to his forehead. *Did I really forget THAT much?* “Did… Did you guys get it?”

“Well…..” Jimmy’s eyes darted quickly to the side, not making eye contact with Tango. “If you’re asking if we *killed* it, then I will refrain from answering.”

“What does that mean?!”

“IT MEANS THAT IF YOU ARE ASKING IF WE ‘GOT’ IT THEN SURE YEAH!”

“Jimmy. Where is the FREAKING *WARDEN???*” Tango, unexpectedly, shot up in bed.

“Well… outside in a cage? That’s why there’s carpet everywhere.” Tango didn’t say a word, but Jimmy could sense the feelings rushing through him. “Anyways! Are you alright?”

“I have a RAGING headache but other than that, I’m fine.” Tango took a few seconds to calm himself before answering any further questions.

“Here. try this.” Jimmy pulled out a cookie: From where? Who knows. “I know I get headaches a lot, and sugar sometimes helps out.”

“Okay but… Where did you get this???” “Well, I uh… I went out last night and found some cocoa beans to make them for you fresh. I felt bad about what happened so I wanted to do something to help make it up to you.” Tango took a bite, and chuckled to himself.

“These… aren’t that good.” 

“Hey! I worked hard on tho-”

Tango cut off Jimmy, “I’m not saying they taste bad!! They’re very good on that front. But they’re a little weird texture-wise.” Tango continued to eat and laugh.

“Well, well you try making a cookie for the first time with ONE cocoa bean!!!” Jimmy’s face got visibly red, and Tango could tell he was getting under his skin.

“Well I can’t since you only had one cocoa  bean.” Tango locked eyes with Jimmy, smiled smugly, and took a final bite of the cookie.

“You!-”

“Oh, come on!” Tango reached out for Jimmy, and Jimmy fell into his embrace. “I’m okay, the cookies are alright. That’s what’s important.” 

“I guess…” Jimmy pouted as he sat by Tango’s side.

“Oh you’re fine. Now; what are we doing about the Warden outside…?”

“Well last night we said that was a tomorrow Jimmy problem, which means it’s now a today Jimmy problem. Crap.”

“Who says it can’t be a tomorrow Jimmy problem again…?” Tango looked up at Jimmy. “I mean, we’re safe in here. Plus my head still hurts.” He feigned a swoon, placing the back of his palm to his forehead. “Won’t you aid me?”

“Oh you little!-” Jimmy pushed away his worries and embraced Tango once more. “Of course I will.

[superkursunaskr]

[cosmicwhoreo]

Moon Pearl

hwat if BP finally reformed after years of grief and took her mum's place as the new embodiment of the Almighty Sea~?

But, be wise to not mistake this change of mind as passive. For she is as beautiful as she is volatile, sailors of all stripes being cautioned to offer tribute to the sea for the promise of a safe voyage.

[ryockycookie]

What if after defeating Shadow Milk he doesn't necessarily just begone but is trapped inside PV's mind and no one even knows about it except PV himself

[shiftythrifting]

Got a bullshit bag full of cookie cutters and found this gem inside

Neato! Vintage-looking cookie cutter with a cute card still attached!

Wait, what’s that?

Spices inside? Oh hey, it’s a booklet!

Recipes, tips, and, yep, a spice packet.

How old is this thing?

1994

This is a twenty-year-old spice packet stapled to a cookie cutter.

Anyway here’s the recipe for sunflower sunshine cookies

[kcamberart]

The Scary Sniler

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

OMG SAW UR ASKS WERE OPEN AND I RAN SO FAST HFJDJSBS

Anyways ok so imagine *trips over my own feet* imagine uhm baking cookies *stumbling* baking cookies with Lilia:3

No pressure ofc! I hope u will enjoy writing this if u do! And make sure to drink after and take care of urself!

Flour Belongs In The Cookies; Lilia Vanrouge

Content; Gender-neutral reader, fluff, some pining

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; Cloudy, you do know how bad his cooking is, right? Besides that, I hope you enjoy what I did with this little prompt!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You knew full well going into this that Lilia … wasn’t the best person to leave around food. Well, you didn’t know to the full extent how ‘bad’, ‘revolting’, and ‘utterly cursed’ he was according to his dormmates (and adoptive family? Still trying to wrap your head around that one, to be honest). 

Yet, as you were both adding ingredients to the batch of cookies you were making, he had done nothing to tamper with the recipe or mess up by accident. Perhaps Silver, Sebek and Malleus were just overexaggerating it? Lilia has been completely fine, a great helper even! 

“So,” you cleared your throat, breaking the quiet (which was both comfortable yet awkward). “Why did you want to bake cookies with me? Not that I mind, just curious is all.”

Lilia looked up from the wet and dry ingredients he was combining and offered you a cheeky smile with a wink. “Hmm, do I need a reason to do so,” he breathed with a silent chuckle, sneaking some of the raw dough into his mouth.

You tutted, taking the bowl away from him. “I don’t need you getting sick from eating that now–”

But your attempt at lecturing was silenced by a small puff of flour being slapped gently on your cheek; a white handprint now on it. “RUDE!”

Lilia was having a good old laugh, from either getting flour on you, the shocked expression on your face, or a combination of the two (knowing him, it was bound to be the last one). He was actually getting pink in the face because of it; was he even taking breaks from laughing to breathe???

“Ah, lighten up! Plus,” he paused and covered your hand in flour and gently slapped it on his cheek, “there, we match now.” 

His magenta eyes were twinkling with mischief and you found yourself gently shaking your head and chuckling. Sighing, you picked up some flour with your hands and made it look like you were just going to cover the countertop with it, but you swerved, and slapped it into Lilia’s hair.

Lilia coughed, and rubbed at his eyes, trying to get the flour out of his eyes, but once he opened them again, you were gone. So we’re playing games now? But he just wheezed in delight and gave chase, a cup full of flour on hand so he could repay the favour. After all, since you both had matching handprints on your cheeks, you deserved to be bestowed some flour on your head.

“And here you were saying it was rude of me for that first move,” he called out into the dorm. They couldn’t have gotten far now.

He heard the curtains ruffle, and he floated over, not making a sound.

Peaking oh so carefully behind the curtains, he spotted you, silently giggling to yourself. And that’s when he made his move.

“Found you!~” And he sprinkled the flour over your head; much more gently than you did to him.

You groaned, knowing it would take a bit to get the flour out from everything… but the way Lilia floated overhead made it look like he was sprinkling snow… was he always this pretty? Even with him covered in flour, you still felt your heart flutter.

You mentally slapped your cheeks though, and got yourself up. 

“Guess you did… but that was fun,” you chuckled, dusting yourself off to the best of your ability.

The moment though was ruined by your smoke alarm going off; it was a wonder that those even worked, but hey, at least they worked.

Rushing to the kitchen, you opened up the oven to have a mass of black smoke smelling of burnt food of some sort enveloping the both of you.

“What happened?!” You coughed out, trying to open up the windows and doors to let out the smoke.

Lilia grimaced, “Ah… perhaps I set the oven too high.”

And even though you had fun making the now coal-like cookies, perhaps store-bought would have been better…

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[mixtercandy]

[art-of-the-sea]

redemption arc au go bbrrrr

[k1ra0nloose]

I'm back from my cookie run rush, I can't get that Fucking fandom out of my system istg

ANYWAYS SOMEONE PROBABLY ALREADY DONE THIS BEFORE BUT I DONT CARE MY TAKE ON COOKIE34

Another au made😍😍

Also smg4 cosplaying my fav cookie cuz why not

[dedfly]

To all of you Shadow Milk simps

It's a joke, obviously, but he would pull out shit like this

[superkursunaskr]

[cosmicwhoreo]

lil sailor

[pospoets]

Cookie run AU where Pure vanilla kicks Brave down the Silver tree's cracks and then Gingerbrave becomes Shadow Milk's Vessel. I think that's tasty.

[uncanny-tranny]

Quick tip: If a trans passing guide is focused on thinness, whiteness, or getting rid of anything about yourself that is "too clockable" (regardless of if that thing about yourself makes you happy), maybe it isn't worth fretting about, since it is clearly coming from a homogenized idea of what passing looks like

[groovyfrog420]

I think they'd get along

Shadow Milk seems like he'd enjoy sharing some tea (methaphorical and literal) with Cherry Blossom. The stories he tells her might be a bit biased and warped, but she's supportive either way!

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