#wind archer x vampire

[bellatheinkdemon]

Some old ship art I haven't posted till now

This ship might seem extremely random but I personally think it's neat!

[jarethgoblinking]

Scorching Fire

Pairing: Gale x Fem Tav (no pronouns, no name (yet)).

Summary: You arrive at the Emerald Groves and find yourself confronted by a swarm of enemies. Buried traumatic memories resurface hindering your fighting abilities and your companions find themselves concerned, unsettled and some are even resentful of your apparent weakness.

Trigger Warnings: PTSD, Mention of SA, Anxiety & Panick Attack, Angst, Pyromania, Slow Burn (pun absolutely intended)

Word Count: 3300

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“ Fuck no…” you whisper to yourself.

You definitely have not caught a break since that whole madness has befallen you. Since the abduction, the mindflayer, the tadpole nudged in your brain. Since that sneaky vampire almost slit your throat and drank you dry. Since that brutal githyanki warrior ordered you to help her out, else she’d gut you like a fish. Since that (obvious) sharran threatened to bash your head in because you dared touch that artifact she was so clearly attached to. Since that weirdo sticking out of a rock nagged you to pull him out of his half-assed portal. 

But now, goblins? Fuck them all!

You didn't really want to help these mercenaries, and you frankly could not care less about the tieflings at that exact moment. You weren't feeling as noble as that dashing young man, running sword in hand to the rescue of the oppressed, and of your own band of misfits as it turns out. But you got caught in the crossfire and now found yourself dealing with these monsters.

Truth be told, if it were any other enemy you would not have fret as much. But goblins...

You hear their raspy voices and smell their rotten stench and you immediately feel nausea seize your entire being. One of the warg charges at Laezel. Swinging her great sword, she cleaves into its skull, blood splattering on her face and chest. Shadowheart cast an amour spell on one of the human scouts in an attempt to protect the front line of the battle. From the corner of your eyes you see an archer notching an arrow on the string of his bow before pulling it backward and firing it with a twisted smirk. Whistling in the wind, the arrow flies towards Gale. Your heart skips a beat. 

A cluster of images and sounds comes crashing back from the oblivion of your brain to vividly flash before you. Your house, plundered. His body on the floor. Your own voices, wailing. 

You get brought back to reality by the sound of an explosion. Three magic missiles, snipes at the arrow, disintegrating it in its track and at the archer sending his carcass rolling grotesquely downhill.

Your relief is short-lived as the chaos soon overwhelms you again. Before you can regain your composure, one of the scouts runs to you, his face grimacing in a sadistic grin. You want to raise your arm, swing your short sword or cast a spell but your whole body freezes.

Another bunch of visions race through your mind. A puddle of blood. Their degenerate laughter. His throat opened, gushing a vermillion river. 

Astarion runs past you, shoving you out of the way. He extends his dagger in front of him. You fall to the ground as the scout impales himself on the spawn's blade, gurgling and snickering at the same time.

"Don't just stand there idle! Move, you bloody idiot!!" the pale elf shouts.

You remain immobile, sitting in the dirt. The goblin’s dead body falls on your legs. You jolt away. Your eyes widen, and your core starts to shake. Tears pour down your cheeks as your throat is tangled with panic, no sound leaving your open mouth. You cower even lower, and as your sight starts to cloud with black throbbing dots you can only see blurry shapes, dazzled by the noise of the battle and smell of the creatures. Metal clanks, spells are cast and you can do absolutely nothing. Distraughtness takes over leaving you utterly powerless.

Everything turns to black.

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As the battle sounds fade, a hand grabs your shoulder. You feel a warm sensation in your head, spreading evenly all through your body, from the top of your temple to your heels.

"Are you, ok? Are you with us?"

You turn to the direction of the voice. On your left side you see a familiar silhouette kneeling next to you. As your vision returns you start to see purple. Your vision sharpens and you can distinguish Gale's face. He waves a finger before your eyes, checking if you can follow it. A little crossed-eyed still, you gradually regain consciousness. You look up to see Shadowheart, a hand on your forehead, casting a spell on you.

"Welcome back." Gale says softly with a comforting smile.

Shadowheart releases her hold on your head. You sit up and look around with wild eyes. There is blood everywhere and dead bodies piled up. There are mostly goblins’ and wargs’. However, next to the camouflaged door to the grove you see the body of a human archer, two arrows lodged in her chest. You feel guilt squeezing your stomach. The iron smell of blood mixes with the rotten scent of the dead bodies surrounding you. It makes you sick and you bite the inside of your cheek not to hurl. 

You suddenly become quite aware that your companions are all around you. Some are more worried than others. Some are more irritated than others. You feel embarrassed to be the center of attention either way, especially after that pathetic performance of yours. You’d give everything to be anywhere else. 

"Well that was impressive!" Astarion's snarls. 

Lae’zel nods silently, a judgemental frown on her brow. You don't even look up at them.

"Fuck you.”

Astarion tuts disapprovingly and turns away, walking with Lae’zel towards the grove’s entrance. These two may be insensitive brutes but you can’t help but feel that they are right. What a fool you made of yourself. 

Gale gets up and offers you his hand to help you back on your feet. You take it, avoiding his eyes, ashamed to be seen in such a vulnerable state. Especially by him. 

You would have preferred had he reacted like Astarion. But it simply isn’t like him, is it? Come to think of it, he was the only one of this belligerent group that had not tried to kill you upon encounter. Maybe that’s why you had grown quite fond of him. Or was it because he has the same eyes as…

You feel tears creeping up at the edges of your eyelids again. You swallow them and decisively make your way to the grove.

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You finally enter the grove.

Among the people you meet (some more grateful than others about your party's intervention) you find the courageous warlock that helped you during the battle: Wyll.

This young hero also has a tadpole in his head and therefore he suggests pooling your talents together until you find a solution to the unwelcome guests in your brain. You are quite happy to add a more reasonable spirit to your group. It had been dangerously unbalanced so far; but then again you don’t know Wyll that much yet; maybe he is not as virtuous as he seems. 

Despite being a monster hunter Wyll doesn't seem to mind bunking with a vampire, but the reality is that right now you wouldn't mind if he took his oath to the letter and decided to stake the prick…

After investigation, it seems the tiefling refugees that had flocked to the grove for shelter and assistance are no longer welcome by the druids and both parties are unfortunately threatened by a cohort of goblins crawling in an abandoned temple of Selûne further east. The druid's leader, Halsin, has  reportedly been captured and is believed to be held there. Apparently he is quite the healer, and could help your tadpole situation. You really don't want to deal with this...

You decide to explore the surrounding area. Delaying the inevitable.

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It is lucky you do so, though, as you meet Karlach, a fiery and  temperamental (but ever so sweet) tiefling. Wyll's target apparently, who is actually not as much of a threat as he thought (to him, you or any innocent anyways). The poor man has in fact been tricked into hunting her by his patron, a devil called Mizora. She seems like quite a bit of a cunt to say the least. 

Of course you don't resent Wyll for his situation. You didn’t blame any of your other companions for their respective predicaments, and you are certainly not going to start now. You do wish he had been candid from the start however. It seems to be a problem all your companions have: not stating what their actual deal is. Then again you're not in a position to judge given your own story and all its complications… 

Your group has become quite a showcase of freaks when you think about it; an insufferably antagonizing vampire spawn, an extremely hostile Vlaakith devotee, a mysterious worshiper of the lady of the Loss, a horned warlock whose patron stalks and bullies him like it's a passion, and two ticking time bombs, one due to their mechanical heart from hell and the other cursed to consume raw magic in order to prevent detonation. 

And you, of course.

Still you like your new clique for the most part. 

Even if she has joined the group quite recently, you like Karlach very much. She has a very pure and raw approach to life that you find endearing. You are also fascinated by her condition. The fire in her; it draws you like a moth to a flame (quite literally). You secretly envy her as you wonder how glorious it would feel to bask in flames at all times and to experience the constant brush and incandescence on your skin. Karlach is herself far from delighted with that state of being so you keep your admiration to yourself.

Indeed, you appreciate her a lot and now you can't help but emphasize even more with these poor tieflings at the groves. Men, women, children. Much like Gale a couple of days ago: stuck between a rock and hard place.

Fuck it... you have to help them. That might help yourself in the long run too.

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Tonight in camp, you reluctantly but firmly decide to head for the goblin hide out the next day and anxiety twists your inside as you think about the horde waiting for you there. You inform your companion of this decision and ask them to think of a plan of action together. Astarion comes at you again with a snarky remark.

"I do hope you intend on fighting back this time."

You could spit in his face but he isn't worth your saliva. However you can't ignore the concerned look of Karlach and the spite in Lae'zel’s eyes. 

“Everything alright Soldier? You’re paler than the leech over there.” the tiefling enquires.

“Our dear friend here seems to be terrified of these noxious little fiends.” continues Astarion, his tone as caustic as ever.

“Nothing unreasonable there; these fuckers are down right nasty!” blurts Karlach, scowling in disgust, “Don’t worry, I have your back!”

"Everyone is scared of something," says Shadowheart, also coming to your aid, "As long as you try to overcome it…"

“Yeah, yeah, we know the jist!” interrupts the spawn, “Luckily not all of us need extra support against the slightest foe.”’

The two women exchange an uneasy look. Despite their reassuring words, you can’t escape the feeling that your companions are doubting you. And it seems, their reserves stand amplified by Astarion's mockeries. 

"I'm not scared!" you snap.

But you are.

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As your group gathers for dinner later on, you feel tension and apprehension rising in the air. The atmosphere is heavy with a sense of uncertainty.

You approach the fire. Gale hands you a bowl filled with a hearty soup. It smells delicious but you have a knot like a rock in your stomach. You gently push his wrist away, kindly declining the portion, urging him to keep it for himself.

You go to sit down on a rock, closing the circle of your little group.

"I did not share much about myself over the last few days, I realize” you finally say, "Not that anyone asked, now that I think of it..."

An awkward silence ensues. Some of your companions stop eating, spoon mid air. 

"I don't mind really. I much prefer it that way to be honest... But I feel like there are some doubts cast over my abilities to fight and… I feel like I need to address them. Which means telling you some parts of my story I suppose."

Astarion sighs.

"It shan't be long, darling," you reassure him, "but if you're not happy, you can also sod off!"

He rolls his eyes and waves his hand in your direction, like an invitation to proceed.

“I used to live in an old lighthouse, off the coast of Baldur's Gate, together with my husband."

At the mention of your husband Gale frowns slightly. He catches your eyes and looks away promptly, focussing on the content of his bowl.

"A bit recluse but we didn't mind." 

You smile softly, as you reminisce this time. You can almost hear the ghost of his laugh. Happiest years of your life. 

You mark a small pause, and take a deep breath. Your eyes lock on the bonfire, avoiding your companions’. The flames gently flicker and their glow reassures you. It irradiates with a coaxing warmth that helps tame your anxiety.

"One night a pack of goblins attacked us. We weren't prepared and though we did try to fight them off, there were  a dozen of them and just the two of us..." 

You twist your fingers nervously. You can feel your mouth dry up and your heartbeat increase.

"They ransacked the place…"

Your voice cracks and trembles as your throat tightens. You have never said this out loud. You breathe with difficulty. 

 "They... They threatened to kill him… unless I… Complied "

The silence in camp is deafening. Only the crackle of the fire cuts through it, loud and intrusive for the rest, but to you a soothing purr on which you try to keep focusing.  

"They… Still killed him… Afterwards..." you almost whisper.

You look up. Karlach and Wyll' s expressions translate to horror and pity. You hate to feel this way. Poor thing. Helpless. Victim. You start to feel a rush of anger wash over you. Your eyes meet Astarion's, expecting judgment, boredom, or maybe even amusement. But he maintains your gaze, with an understanding look. He winces, as if sharing your pain. As odd as it is to you to see him like that, it strangely brings you comfort.

"They settled in the house. Kept me around. The next few days felt like an eternity…”

You try to remember how long all this lasted but cannot recall. Four days? One week? Two? Whatever. At the time, it felt like a never-ending nightmare. You dart a skittish eye towards Gale. He is still as a statue, knuckles white around his spoon, his jaw clenched. You wish you didn't have to tell him that sordid story.

"One evening, they had a bit too much wine... None of them ever noticed the widow's veil I had crushed in their stew."

You raise your hand to your face and extend your index finger, a flame dancing delicately on the tip. You fixate on the smooth oscillation.

"Once the paralysis took hold, I poured oil and fire wine all over the floor…"

You raise your middle finger, another flame, vacillating at the end of it.

‘’The walls…" 

Your ring finger, crowned with fire, joins the other two.

"Them..."

Your last finger stands with the rest of your hand, adding to the fire. It is entrancingly appealing to you. Waving on your nails, it cast a warm orange light on the side of your face. You are almost hypnotized.   

"Then, I lit up a match." 

You close your hand in a fist. For a second the fire grows into a small ball around it before being stifled in your palm.

"I hadn't seen a goblin since then. Been avoiding them for years. Understandable I’m sure you’ll concede?”

Your eyes drift far away, a hint of hatred in them.

“To say it brought some painful memories back would be quite the understatement."

You get up. Your state goes to every single one of your companions.

"Tomorrow we will go to their camp. Rest assured I won't flail. Rest assured: they will burn."

You walk away into the woods, before anyone has a chance to react. 

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When you finally return everyone seems to have retreated to their tent. A timid cricket is rubbing its wing in a nearby bush. You don't know how long you were away. Probably hours. The fire has died out and you feel alone, ashamed, helpless.

As you make your way to your bedroll, you hear footsteps behind you. You turn around. Gale stands there, in his purple velvety ensemble.

 "Don't startle! It's only me."

He carefully approaches but keeps a distance. 

"I was thinking; if you would like… I could teach you a fireball spell."

He is a bit curled up on himself as though trying to appear smaller. Unthreatening.

"Scorches everything (and everyone) within a 6 meters radius."

You look at him without a word. You are both relieved and vexed to be addressed after such a confession. You're shaking slightly. The wizard stutters hesitantly in response to your silence.

"If you don't have the energy… I… hum… Have a scroll... In my pack?.." 

You breathe deeply. In and out. You catch a scent of sandalwood and rosewater. The trembling stops. Your mouth stretches in a faint smile.

"Teach me."

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A blast of light illuminates the scenery and an explosion resonates. Some of your companions do not appreciate to be awoken like this and you are met with groans of protestation. Still, you smile at the sight of the burning log you used for practice. The gold and red wave licks the bark voraciously, eating the wood in its heat and turning it to blazing ember. While the colors and warmth elate you, the crisp sound is like a calming lullaby. You relish in these feelings of empowerment and serenity, oh so welcome after such an evening.

"Very good!" Gale exclaims, "Do that tomorrow and we will clear that dreadful camp in no time!"

You turn to him, your cheek flushed red with excitement.

"Thank you!"

He smiles but as he looks into your eyes, the joy in his shifts into sadness. His eyes dampen, his eyebrows tilted upwards in concern and worry.

"Listen, I... I'm sorry..."

"For what?" you shrug.

"Everything… And.. For your love lost..."

And just like that, your exaltation fades, making way to sorrow and longing. You look down and feel your eyes tearing up. 

Back then, you had fallen head over heels for him and had always thought you could never live without him. In fact, so much was true, as it seemed you had stopped living the day he died. Now that this wound had reopened even deeper (had it even ever closed?), the searing gap his absence had left in your being felt hollower than before. After all these years you still thought of him every single day, even though you tried to forbid yourself to do so. And yet, despite this omnipresent memory of him, you hadn't uttered his name once since the tragedy. 

You shake your head. 

“Strar...” you murmur to yourself. 

The ring of his name causes your heart to ache. A shiver crawls down your spine. You feel Gale’s hand hover over your shoulder, not daring to touch you.

“I imagine he was a great man.” Gale says softly

"He was an exceptional man…" you say with a quiver in your voice.

Still staring at the ground, you start walking away. You stop a second and hesitate to turn around but you simply cannot. You feel Gale's eyes on you.

"You remind me of him sometimes..." You wipe a tear before it has a chance to leave your eye "Good night, Gale."

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Well, that was my first ever fanfiction and I don't really know what to expect; I want to write a follow up, as I really want a chance to redeem Astarion and continue to explore my Tav's trauma and healing as well as her blooming love story with Gale but don't know if I can or will have time to do it.

I didn't tag Wyll or Lae'zel because they literal do not speak a word in this story but maybe I should? I am super new to this so feel free to tell me how it usually all work.

For now I hope you enjoy!

Picture credits: Ralph Horsley | Fireball Hearthstone card (CS2_029)

[kana-ruru-aki]

Again My ships/Rarepairs

Updated List i suppose

1-Fire Spirit x Knight- probably forever my number 1 tho i ship Knight with every man in existence of the story of CR (Almost every)

2-Choco Ball x Lemon x Amber Sugar-I didnt created the Choco Ball x Lemon but i did with Choco Ball x Amber sugar so i got the idea to made it a poly cuz i like them both ships

3-Crunchy Chip x WildBerry-Probably a ship and not a rarepair rn, but yeah i love them sm djrfkrfkrf

4-Sea Fairy x Financier- I HAVE CONTEXT FOR THIS RAREPAIR, I was taking pics too my Sea Fairy since i just got her yestarday, and while taking the photos i saw her with Financier on a decor sitted together so i decided to ship them, now they r my comfort lesbians

5-Whipped Cream x String Gummy x Red Bean x Cinnamon x Clotted Cream- I ALSO HAVE AN CONTEXT FOR THIS, I really didnt know what ship of them all to ship so it beacame an Poly ship, Whipped Cream and String Gummy r bc my friends that are a couple use them as representation

6-Clover x Espresso x Raspberry Mousse- i love them sm like i need fanarts

7-Wind Archer x Madeleine- I hc Knight,Dark Choco and Madeleine as siblings, and Wind Archer n’ Fire Spirit are ex-best friends (lazy to explain) so yeah Madeleine went for the Wind man

8-Eclair x Latte- i really like this ship somehow, one of those Straight ships in my list

9-Roguefort x Almond x Vampire- yeah, i love Almondfort but i really liked Almpire so Poly ship (WHY ARE POLY SHIPS ALWAYS MY SOLUTION WHEN IDK WHAT SHIP TOO CHOOSE LMFAO)

10-Dark Choco x Peperoncino- I JUST WANTED TO MAKE DARK CHOCO LOVED SO I GAVE HIM ANOTHER DEPRESSED (Kind off) GUY 💔🥰

Might do a pt2

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Ahhh i love it!! Here some more Cookies for the peaceful human/witchs HCs!!

Rockstar, Vampire, Werewolf, Cotton, Herb, Fire Spirit, and Wind Archer-!

Rockstar

Although a bit wary at first, he totally vibes with you once you insist you're not evil anymore.

Ofc he doesn't hang out with you very long.

He's got fans to give autographs to (lucky for you, he signs one of your spellbooks) and concerts to play!

He couldn't keep his future audiences waiting. You can understand that.

But as a subtle reference to his encounter with you, he dedicates his next song to cookies who "believe anyone can be good if they tried".

Vampire

Oh? You're a friendly witch? Cool.

He's the most chill about it tbh.

All he's really interested in is your stash of grape juice. Nothing more.

He was dying of thirst (no literally, he snuck in through the window as his bat form just to get a taste of grape).

Most of the day he's just lazing around, watching you bake with no desire to leave anytime soon. And he asks you what it's like being human, getting into a deep discussion about it.

You're amused at how other witches' mistakes result in the creation of interesting cookies.

Werewolf

He hid near your hut after accidentally hurting someone, changing back to normal once they were gone.

But as he laments over his actions, he hears the door open. You spotted him.

Out of instinct he transforms again, though your magic aura calms him enough to change back--which exhausts him and makes him pass out.

Once he awakens, he sees you reading a normal book and wonders why you helped him.

When he questions you, you reassure him you're a good witch. And while skeptical he decides to believe you.

Even a witch like you was nicer than his own kind

Cotton

Lately she's been down on her luck with writing, struggling to find inspiration.

But when she overhears about you, a friendly witch, she grows to admire you (platonically of course) a lot! So she tries writing you sweet letters.

"Most witches are ugly inside and out, but you're not Most Witches...oh no this is bad."

After much trial and error she finally makes an...okay enough letter to send you.

It definitely warms your heart when you receive it, and you know the kind of cookies who'd write these.

So Cotton is shocked when a letter of thanks is sent to her this time.

Herb

When he's cornered by you, he's like "do whatever you want with me but PLEASE don't hurt my plants!!!!!!!"

And he's polite about it...even though he's sweating.

Man just wants to water his flowers in peace, but oddly enough you aren't threatening to eat him or anything.

Instead you ask about his plants and he awkwardly tells you about each one.

When he asks why you're so nice, you just calmly explain you'd like to make peace with the cookies, and talking to a gentleman like him seemed to be a good place to start!

Fire Spirit

He was definitely the most remarkable Cookie to come out of the oven (despite his claims of hailing from Dragon's Valley), being able to use the flames to his advantage.

When he confronts you in hopes of taking your kind down, he's caught off guard when you're just like "okay good luck on your quest, Great Fire Spirit!"

"...that means you, too!! I'm all fired up-!"

"I'm not your enemy. My neighbor, on the other hand..."

He's confused as hell when you speak ill of your fellow witches, but realizes you're serious.

He appreciates your compliment, so he decides not to burn your hut down. And instead burns your neighbor's.

Wind Archer

Witches are the main harbingers of darkness, so it makes sense that he seeks to eliminate your kind.

But to his surprise you have a change of heart, being humane and generous to cookies that you bake.

Even the Cookiemals seem to trust you a lot (they were naïve sometimes but would never be stupid enough to blindly trust their enemy), convincing him to visit you so he could see for himself.

He speaks to you with an abundance of caution, warning you to stay away from the Millennial Tree.

Of course, you promise and wish him luck on his mission.

[cupcakestreets]

Cookie Run Traditional doodles💕 I had fun with it. The vampire one is based off a convo I had with @flamboyant-king . Draw Vampire drying up and popping back to normal in your style now. Also Millennial Tree x Wind Archer drawings because this ship appeals to me now. Added a redraw of Wind Archer

[palesmokeisinthevoid]

I've been looking for pics with a specific vibe (I don't know the type of vibe, I just know it is one, if anyone can find images with these vibes send them to me) and drawing Cookie run character's (+ one oc) over them

So have the results of that

Red velvet invited the entirety of Dark enchantress' army to the wedding and Clover invited his entire family, chaos obviously ensues. Dark choco, the most sane person in the room, decides if chaos is going to happen, he either doesn't want to remember it or for the memory's to atleast be blurry.

Clover has little horns since he's Millennial tree's kid.

Honeydew melon is taking the picture, which it why ze are tall

I saw Jesus and immediately thought of Millennial tree, because whenever I think of Millennial tree I think "Treesus Christ"

Millennial tree decided to wear dad clothes and has a conversation with his son

Long

Neck

I can't draw Sea fairy's hair

Tiny moon rabbit, what crimes will she commit?

The next one would probably make more sense to post later when I've made a specific fic (Cookieronpa) and gotten to a specific chapter (5- daily life) of that fic but I'm posting it now, so if you want to read it when it comes out (which is probably going to take a long time) you might not want to scroll down (not helped that I don't know how to do the "read more" thing)

Not pictured: Beet slowly bleeding out nearby

Vampire can only live off of strawberry jam, grape juice and wine so once the grape juice runs out he goes off to the cellar to take the Monodice brand wine™

He left for 1 hour and came back to the kitchen on fire, Two corpses, and the fact Mango now looks a bit more like a dragon than before (I'm not giving context for that last one)

[caffinated-mage]

group of doodles from those espression type memes

[dangosmangos]

kinnie edits (free to use w/ credit!) ft. some gay shit

[cookierun-confessions]

[norieoncrack]

🍪 𝒞𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉🍪

Posted:♥

🎕ℱ𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊🎕 (herb cookie x reader angst)

✿ 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓎𝑜𝓊! ✿ ( Yorgurt Cream Cookie, lilac cookie x Reader)

░▒▓█ 𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎 █▓▒░( sobert shark, choco chess cookie x reader platonic)

🎕𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓅 𝒷𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓅, 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒🎕(Latte cookie x

Autistic!reader platonic)

🎕𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 pt.2!🎕( fire spirit cookie, moonlight cookie, sea fairy cookie x reader)

★彡 ℛ𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓉 彡★(Dark Choco cookie x Raspberry cookie)

♕𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁'𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔♕(Pastry cookie x reader)

❥𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉❥(Raspberry cookie x reader)

*•.¸♡ 𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 ♡¸.•*( Wind archer cookie x Dad! reader)

↤↤↤↤↤ ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻𝒻? ↦↦↦↦↦(Vampire cookie x adventure cookie)

🥀𝒶 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀🥀(Dark choco x raspberry cookie)

Coming soon: ♥

❀𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊❀(Lilac cookie x reader fluff?)

🎕ℐ𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹🎕(Dark Choco Cookie x Reader)

*•.¸♡ 𝒮𝓅𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓎 ♡¸.•*(Yogurt Cream cookie x Chubby! reader)

↤↤↤↤↤ ℒ𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 ↦↦↦↦↦( Earl Grey cookie x reader)

𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕨!∠( ᐛ 」∠)_

[falcor-thee-luck-dragon]

Forgive, But First Fun - Nandor x f(vampire) reader

Summary: After getting left behind to fight off a pack of werewolves on your own, now mad at Nandor, you and Nadja have decided a little night out couldn’t hurt.

Warning: slight angst, fluff, fun times, and a tiny smut mention

Masterlist

Trudging angrily through the manors wooden doors, face stern and almost scary enough to put the fear of God into anyone. Your boots stomp into the large opening and onto the wooden floor boards as Gullimero, Nandor, and the documentary crew follow you in.

Your cloak is ripped and dirty as it lays in a pathetic black heap of cloth in Gullimero’s arms, your hair not looking any better, not to mention your face and arms that have various cuts paired with grass smudge marks adoring your skin. All in all you look like a hot mess.

“What the fuck happened to you lot? You’ve been gone all night.” Questions Laszlo as he walks into view from out of one of the hallways, his eyes scanning over a perfectly clean and handsome Nandor, then over to the dirty crew and disheveled Guillermo who’s got some leaves stuck to his hair.

“I don’t know.” You snap sarcastically, “How about you ask Mr. Dodgy-shit-stick over there.” Referring to Nandor who’s looking anywhere but you, keeping as silent as ever.

Gullimero looks between you and Nandor, then back at a confused Laszlo. “Oh, um they’re not speaking to each other right now.”

“And why the fuck not?”

Guillermo sighs before leaning towards Laszlo, “Nandor wanted to graffiti where the werewolves live and Y/N said he’d get caught and then Nandor said no I won’t and then he did.”

Laszlo raises a curious brow, “That’s it?”

“Oh, um....” Guillermo awkwardly scratches the back of his neck, suddenly pulling off a green leaf, “then they chased us to the park and when the pack closed in on us Nandor turned into a bat and left us behind so Y/N had to fight one of them off so we could escape and now we’re here.”

“Well that sounds rather exciting.”

“Not at the time.” Whispers Guillermo to no one in particular as he glances over at the camera.

“Huh,” Mutters Laszlo thoughtfully, scratching his beard as he thinks of how to help this situation, “well if you two dingbats aren’t talking to one another I believe Nadja needs you Y/N. Something about....well actually I’m not entirely sure.”

Perking up ever so slightly at this positive news, you cross your arms over your chest defiantly, “Well since someone does, I’ll be going then.” You grumble with a low growl at your Nandor who’s refusing to make eye contact while he stares frustrated at the floor.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Laszlo watches you stomp angrily up the steps before turning his head over to Nandor who’s now watching you leave with big sad eyes.

“Alright why’d you do it?” Interrogates Laszlo with a raised brow.

“Do whaaat?” Replies Nandor defensively, his once high and mighty aurora reappearing in an instant.

Rolling his eyes, Laszlo sets a hand on his hip sassily, “Well I sure as hell don’t want an angry Y/N wandering around this old place for the next however the fuck it takes you both to make up....in however fashion that may be. So I ask again, why’d you puss out and flee like a mangy opossum?”

Pursing his lips together in apprehensive embarrassment, Nandor mutters to himself before finally crossing his arms over his broad chest and sighing, “Because......I....I don’t know I panicked!” Exclaims the large vampire, causing Laszlo to start laughing. “Why are you laughing?”

Wiping a fake tear from his eye, Laszlo lets out a few more chuckles before finally composing himself, “My good man that is the second saddest thing I’ve ever heard. The first being when one of my many victims offered me one of their rare and exclusive Poki-muns card which I still have no idea what the fuck they were on about. Anyways, doesn’t matter, all I’ll tell is that you better make it up to her.”

“But she’s scary when she’s angryyy.” Whines Nandor with a frown.

“That’s all women my young pup, but since your lovely lady is a vampire she’s more dangerous.” He says while giving Nandor a kind pat on the back, “So uh, stay safe out there.” Adds Laszlo before turning and walking down the hallway leaving Nandor with his thoughts, Gullimero, and the documentary’s camera crew.

“What are you all looking at!” Snaps Nandor to the rest of the room.

——

“Oh my goodnessess that’s awful, my poor dark angel.” Soothes Nadja as you take a moment from your long and needed rant about the adventures in the park and Nandor’s cowardly stupidity. “That big hairy rhino doesn’t deserve you Y/N.” She reasons honestly, doing her best to make you feel better, knowing all to well the level of competent decision making skills of the other two vampires in the house.

“I know.” You mutter in agreement, your body tense and agitated as you pace back and forth in front of her as she sits in a chair, “Fucking beautiful idiot prick horse-fart of a husband. Urgghhh!” You proclaim loudly while throwing your hands into the air angrily, causing the furniture in the room to screech backwards across the old flooring at your outburst of vampiric energy. Nadja’s long obsidian hair blowing backwards as you do so while she keeps seated, unflinching.

Face softening, she gives you a sympathetic smile, “Oh my lovely fierce lioness, I know exactly what will make that sad little frown turn into a happy one.” Beams Nadja with an excited clap of her hands.

Hugging your sides, you let out a frustrated huff before giving your old friend a shrug, “What do you have in mind?”

——

“So we’re at the carnival!” Claps Nadja in delight as she smiles at the camera, “This will hopefully relieve Y/N’s pent up angers and keep her mind off of Nandor.....for now.” She adds a bit uncertainly.

“HA HA take that fuckers!” You shout joyfully from behind her, the camera panning over to you at the ball toss where you’ve been knocking down plastic bottles with a rubber ball. The stall owner cowering in the corner as he shields himself with a stuffed zebra.

The camera focuses back on Nadja, “I think it’s going really well so far.” She confirms with a convincing grin. “Relieving all that..uh....rage.” 

After winning a stuffed snake taller then you and deciding to wear it as a strange fashionable scarf, you and Nadja are wandering the carnivals streets while people watching to pass the time.

“So that’s why I never walk on the roof after 3am when I’ve had homeless man’s blood.�� Rambles Nadja as your thoughts about Nandor come trickling down into your brain and nose. Huh, strange, must be cause you’re still wearing a thin red scarf of his.

No, stop thinking about him.

“Good lesson learned then,” You add with the flash of a smile before nudging her shoulder gently, “hey you wanna watch me win you something cool?”

Perking up in an instant, Nadja smiles a devilish fangy grin as she stops to eye up the multiple game stalls, “Why I would be delighted my dear Y/N, how about....um, oooh I want that giant tropical fishy with the long whiskers over there.” Points Nadja as your eyes travel over to the game stall with the large prizes.

It’s a game that requires the individual to shoot an arrow directly on three different sized bullseye’s stationed at various heights. Smiling like an idiot, you nudge your vampiric acquaintance in agreement, the both of you quickly swaggering over to the carnival game and it’s plush flashy prizes just screaming to be won.

“Hello good sir, my skilled roommate Y/N here is going to win me that fish.” Beams Nadja proudly as the teenager jumps off his chair to greet the two of you.

He smells like weed but surprisingly looks decent all things considered, “Uh yeah alright, two bucks for three arrows, hit every target directly on the middle red mark and if you make it on the bonus poster on the far back wall then you’ll have a chance to win that fish, good luck.” Mumbles the kid unenthusiastically as you slide him the cash.

Picking up the shitty yet still functional carnival bow, you give Nadja a wink before fitting an arrow in the nock and pulling back, lining up the shot and releasing directly into the first target to the left. Smirking to yourself you quickly draw again, hitting your second mark just as intended. Pays to be a skilled archer huh.

“Damn that’s pretty good aim.” Nods the teen as he watches in awe as you fit another arrow, releasing and punching a hole in the middle of the third target.

Nadja claps in excitement from behind you, “Yes! Win me that colorful fat bitch my feisty lioness!”

Standing like a warrior ready for battle with your bow in hand and wind blowing in your face, the kid almost drops the arrow he hands you for the winning shot as he practically swoons.

“Get those scissors ready, that fish is mine.” You growl in determination while picturing Nandor’s head as the final target, drawing back, you let the arrow fly straight into the bonus target. Winning Nadja her giant fish plushy.

“Yessss!” Shouts Nadja in delight as you drop the bow onto the table like a bad bitch before eyeing up the kid with a raised brow, “We’ll be taking the fish now.”

Wide eyed he almost falls off his chair, “Wait um, that’s the last one...I didn’t think, uh, my boss doesn’t want me to give away those ones.” He stutters out.

“What!” Snaps Nadja, “Then why are they just hanging there? You lied to us you little shit!”

“I’m sorry.” He pleads apologetically, “That’s what my boss told me. And no one ever wins the big prizes anyway so I didn’t think...”

“Well your boss he can eat a big horse turd cause I’m taking that fish.” You growl before jumping up and unhooking the fish from its perch above your heads, handing it to a practically glowing with joy Nadja who immediately hugs the thing.

Sticking your tongue out at the teen, you and Nadja turn to leave before a boney hand is suddenly on your shoulder, twisting around in an agitated instant, your face is mere inches from the wide eyed boy as he attempts to look even a tad bit threatening.

“No.” Is the only thing that slips from your tongue before your hand shoves him back, his whole body going air bound into the back of the carnival tent while the kid lets out a panicked scream.

“Ooooh Y/N that was very sexy of you.” Smirks Nadja while wiggling her dark brows, “Too bad a certain cowardly lion wasn’t here to see it.”

Petting the stuffed toy snake around your neck absentmindedly, you smile back a fangy grin, “Yes. Too bad.”

Continuing on your late night stroll through the carnival you both pass by random strangers, families, elders, children, and lovers all minding their sweet business completely unawares to the dark supernatural world walking right past them.

Although you’re quite enjoying this time spent with your best friend in the whole wide world, a low dull feeling of emptiness can’t help but creep into your undead being the more you catch sight of new and old couples walking together.

Sensing your growing sadness, Nadja nudges your shoulder playfully to gain your distracted attention, “Hello in there my black rose, what is on your mind?”

Holding the snake close to your body, a small smile creeps its way onto your face knowing she’s looking out for you, though it’s gone soon enough, “Oh you know....uh....blood.” You mutter unenthusiastically, trying to keep your thoughts away from Nandor and how much you miss him right now.

“Blood is it? But we just fed before attending the carnival.” Inquires Nadja in confusion as she keeps a normal pace at your side while the two of you follow the sidewalk past various shops and restaurants. “What is actually plaguing your mind my dear one?” She wonders with a frown, not keen on seeing you upset and in a grey mood.

Biting your lip anxiously, though not hard enough to draw blood, you walk past a couple more people before your eyes catch the sight of a small black bat disappearing behind a corner building just up ahead.

Squinting your eyes, your nose suddenly catches the scent of someone very familiar, “Nandor?”

Turning her head to face you, Nadja’s brows furrow in puzzlement, “What? No my sweet hurricane, forget that mangy old bear he’s not important right now.” Urges Nadja as she looks forward, suddenly surprised to catch a glimpse of someone who looks a lot like Guillermo racing behind the same corner you saw the bat fly behind. “Okay um what the fuck? Did you see that too?”

Glancing at Nadja you nod before quickening your steps as she does the same, her skirts flowing as she tries to catch up with you, though you’re much faster and with lack of annoying dress material, “Wait! You’re too fast.” Yelps Nadja.

Ignoring her protests you book it down the sidewalk like a maniac, almost running into a jogger before skidding round the corner of the brick building and coming face to face with a wide eyed Guillermo who gasps in surprise. Nudging him to the side, your eyes immediately fall upon the nervous fangy grin of your Nandor.

He gives you a shy little wave before shuffling awkwardly in place, awaiting your rampage of verbal and possibly physical assault that he’s certain is in the near future.

Taking a deep breath, you cross your arms over your chest defensively, “Were you following me?”

“Um, well.....I might have been....but only to make sure you were okay.” Mutters Nandor honestly, eyes shifting from you to the ground nervously as he awaits your wrath.

Pursing your lips together in thought, you shake your head before taking off the stuffed toy snake and holding it firmly in your hands. With a low growl do you grasp the snake in your right hand and hold it back like you might swing at any moment.

“You’re a fucking nincompoop you know that right?” Slips from your mouth without an once of anger lacing your words, instead do you hand the snake to Gullimero as Nandor watches in puzzled fear.

Taking a swift step forward, you point a finger into his strong chest while looking sternly up at him, “Racing off and leaving me too fight that angry bitch all by myself, and now following me when I needed a break from you! Nandor....... you’re something else.” You add with a shake of your head.

“Yes I know, and I’m sorry my love.” Smiles Nandor with saddened eyes, “I promise to keep you save from now on and fight off any werewolf who tries to hurt you....even if I am scared.”

Taking a step back, you can’t help the smirk that forms onto your face at his sweet words of forgiveness and sincerity. You know how much he fears werewolves and that he fled the scene thinking you were planning on following too, not realizing that you might actually give a shit about Gullimero’s and the crew’s lives.

“Oh my dear puff dragon,” You declare softly with a small smile, reaching both hands out to grasp his own, “I forgive you.”

Nandor’s face breaks out into the biggest and happiest grin you’ve seen since his last birthday when he walked into your shared crypt only to find you naked and holding a bushel of red roses while seated seductively on his coffin.

“Oh that’s fantastic because I was really missing you.” Reveals Nandor with a gentle squeeze of your hands. “Laszlo and Guillermo can’t make me laugh nearly as much as you can, they’re honestly rather boring.” He says before leaning in closer to whisper, “and not very attractive to look at either.” Causing you to crack another grin and your undead heart to fill with butterflies. 

Chuckling you reach up with one hand to pull his collar closer to you and a second later do your lips clash sweetly against one another in a heated moment of passion. He smiles into the kiss before moving to pull you in closer with both of his hands, one slipping low to cheekily pinch your round bottom.

Feeling him against you once again has to be the best sensation in the whole entirety of the world even if you’ve only been separated for a couple of hours. You absolutely love the way his fingers dig into your back and bum with an animalistic eagerness that’s slowly starting to drive you insane. Oh, the things he does to you.

Especially how his tongue slips into your mouth with ease while you tug at his hair long dark locks. “Y/N!” Suddenly shouts Nadja.

“Nandor!”

Begrudgingly pulling away, you turn around to face the confused lady vampire while Nandor hugs you from behind, happily smirking at her, knowing she can’t do anything to hurt him now. “Yes Nadja.” You answer.

With the fish plushy hung over her shoulder, her brows furrow in confusion, “What the fuck are you doing? I thought you were mad at him?”

“Yeah well, I was starting to really miss him and also I’m kind of horny now so.” You reply with a shrug as Nandor hugs you tighter, resting his bearded chin against your head while Nadja huffs in defeat.

“Alright. See you at home then.” Adds Nadja before turning towards Guillermo and shoving the giant carnival fish into his arms, “Hold this Gizmo I’m going home.” Then just like that she’s gone in a black wispy poof, flying away in bat form towards the vampire resistance on Staten Island.

“Okay then.” Mutters Gullimero as he looks up at the dark sky.

Feeling a wet kiss on the side of your face and neck you smile before turning around to face your dear husband, “Shall we take flight to seek out our bed chambers?” You speak slyly in a soft yet seductive voice.

“Yes.” Grins Nandor with a flash of lust and excitement before turning his attention over to Guillermo, “Hey Guillermo I’m leaving to make passionate love to my wife so don’t bother us or I will have a rat shit in your pillowcase. Okay?”

You giggle to yourself as Gullimero’s cheeks redden while he side eyes the camera, “Understood master. Have fun.” Squeaks out the loyal familiar as he stands there awkwardly with his hands full of two carnival prizes.

Nandor sneakily squeezes your bottom once more as he gives Gullimero a knowing smirk, “Oh, we will.” Then a second later you two are flying high above the city in bat form, ready to make love to your sweet Nandor for probably the twentieth time that week.

Down below the camera pans over to Gullimero as he blinks, “Well uh, I have these things now..” He says, holding up the fish, “and I am so not looking forward to cleaning up their mess.......again.”

[aceofsweets]

{𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬!~}

Hello, hi and welcome

You read the title, Happy Valentines day! time for those who are single have the excuse to love and simp for fictional characters !

i'm just kidding about the single part (or am I?)

anyways, I have recently noticed the lack of Ovenbreak x Readers, so why not make an entire event dedicated to them? here's the list of characters! this is also a major event that will be from February 14 to March 30! please try to request as many Ovenbreak Characters you can with the following prompts!

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{𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓}

1.) "will you be my valentine?"

2.) "*gives (insert character) chocolate* here, I heard you liked this type of chocolate, I can tell because your sweet as hell!"

3.) "Let me hold your hand my valentine, it seems cold"

4.) "Allow yourself to rest my dear, it is valentines day, so let us take a break from the world while in my arms"

5.) "P-PLEASE BE MY VALENTINE, I've been admiring you for awhile and- *cut off by kiss*"

6.) "It's so cold outside but, at least I have you, my eternal sun"

7.)"It's been a while since we've been in a relationship so, Will you be my eternal valentine? *pulls out a ring*"

8.) "We often say that we “love” something. For example, “I love chocolate.”, So I love you!"

9.) Set up date by friends "Ah...well, if this was made for the two of us, will, will you be my valentine?"

10.) Baking together "Ah- sorry I got some sugar on you! it may be a little too much since you're already too sweet enough for me!"

11.) Dating because of a bet "Well, I don't mind this to be completely honest.."

12.) Hand kisses "Hello my queen/king/ruler, why am I calling you that? because you are my king/queen/ruler"

13.) "You, you make my heart warm and for that, I am grateful"

14.) "I sense greatness in our future!"

15.) "Have a love letter handcrafted by me!"

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That's it for the prompts!, now for the characters! Only Ovenbreak characters I know of, BUT WITH THE EXCEPTION OF FROST QUEEN! (I'm not biased it's just I want to write abt her tbh}

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{𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓}

{LEGENDARY COOKIES} Wind Archer

Millennial Tree

Sea Fairy

Moonlight

Fire Spirit

Timekeeper

Dark Enchantress

Frost Queen

{EPIC COOKIES}

Red Bean

Earl Grey

Roguefort

Leek

Cinnamon

Blueberry Pie

Cherry Blossom

Herb

Sparkling

Cotton Candy

Rose

Yogurt Cream

White Choco

Cream Unicorn

Captain Ice

Raspberry Mousse

Lilac

Scorpion

Cheesecake

String Gummy

Croissant

Blackberry

{RARE COOKIES}

Vampire

Alchemist

Princess

Knight

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As far as i'm away most of the Common Cookies are minors or at least minor coded, anyways, have fun and request away! happy Valentines day Visitors!~

(P.S: Reblogs are heavily appreciated !)

[spitefulcrepechan]

[Very aggressively shoves my cookie run headcanons onto the table]

Ok so Vampire has a harem consisting of Herb, Mint Cocoa, and Sparkling.

Mint Cocoa also has a harem in which Sparkling, Cheesecake, Cinnamon, Rockstar and Cocoa are in

Cheesecake also be loving Sparkling, and she has a reciprocated crush on Butter Pretzel

Butter Pretzel has adopted Gumball and kinda has Mustard as a platonic buddy

Apple be Cheesecake and Sparkling's kid and she has a little bit of those childish crushes with Walnut and Pancake because children acting like they're married couples are adorable af

Rockstar also ALSO has his own little harem too with Carol, DJ, and Kiwi.

Spearmint, Coconut Cream, Coffee Bean, and Choco Banana are all a harem and they have adopted Popping Candy as their son of sorts (HCing everyone except PC as 18+ and PC as around 14? Yep)

Popping Candy and Shining Glimmer act like platonic siblings. SG's 18+ btw-

Dark Choco be having a harem (this was afterhe gets redeemed btw) and those haremates be Milk, Cotton Candy, and Whipped Cream.

Avocado was like a mother to DC, rn she's dating Pistachio Cookie

Chocolate Bonbon had an unrequited crush on Dark Choco before meeting Sour Belt

Sour Belt is trans and she holds both the hands of Shining Glimmer and Chocolate Bonbon bECAUSE I CAN

Prob already said this but Rose and White Choco are datemates and Raspberry Mousse is slowly getting drawn in thanks to Rose's top energy and free hand

Black Raisin and Red Velvet are fucking MARRIED

Cotton and Lilac are kinda together? They're not officially dating but everyone knows the two both got a thing for each other and they're both too shy to admit it

Bellflower x Purple Yam because small nerdy girl helping giant jock guy with his trauma is my FUCKING DOPHAMINE THANK YOU (also milk x yam is overrated)

Lotus Dragon,,,, dating,,,, and topping,,,, Yogurt Cream,,, yes,,,,,

Pepto Bismol (@shsl-gay-nurse) and Lychee Dragon are also married and they have adopted Strawberry Crepe (yes this is totally a kinnie moment)

Sorbet Shark, Clover, and Sour Belt have also taken up the role of Strawberry Crepe's parental figures and they're kinda platonic with Cinammon and Snow Sugar

Princess x Raspberry cuz lesbians

Fire Spirit not only is dating Wind Archer and Sea Fairy, but he also has Knight as a date mate

Millenial Tree is Wind Archer's pop, Frost Queen is Sea Fairy's mom, and Pitaya is Fire Spirit's parent. Do I care if canon says otherwise? No.

OK CUZ I PLAYED AS THESE 2 NUMEROUS TIMES IN MAIN STORY, TRUFFLE X GINSEUNG IS A SHIP NOW AND YOU CAN FUCK ME FULL OF SPIDERS AND ROOTS IF YOU CALL THAT INVALID (your fine if you dont like it tho lol)

Last one, Croissant x Lobster. That is all.

[kana-ruru-aki]

Mis ships de Cookie run? Talvéz 🤔

- Soy re Multishipper wacho sjashjsh

1-F.S x Knight- Los amo mucho, es mi OTP de por vida, adoptenme *chilla*

2-Adventurer x Mint Choco x Sparkling- POLY RAREPAIIIR, Sis

3-Raspberry Mousse x Rose- VIVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN

4-Madeleine x Raspberry-Ya quiero que me vengan los que shippean a Madeleine con Espresso a funarme

5-Latte x Eclair- TIERNOS SIUUU

6-Dark Cacao x Pure Vanilla- Los reyes de mi reino 😸

7-Kiwi x Roll cake x Pizza- Me gusta el RollKiwi pero igual el PizzaKiwi asi q si

8-Affogato x Dark choco- no me funen

9-Milk x Yam- Los shippeo pero *recuerdos de vietnam*

10-Ananas Dragon x Dino- sis

11-Hollyberry x Golden Cheese- GIRLBOSSES

12-Princess x Pistachio- :3

13- Red Velvet x Black Raisin x Licorice- sis x2

14-Herb x Bellflower- Tiernos tiernos, querei mariwa-

15-Spinach x Sandwich- SON RE TIERNAS

16-Moonlight  x Sea Fairy- de los pocos que mucha gente shippea y yo tmb

17-Custard x Pancake- desde chikitos 

18-Gonger pelotas (GingerBrave) x Wizard- desde chikitos x2

19-Gumball x Soda- 🥺🥺

20-Dark Enchantress x Frost Queen- OJO no white Lily

21-Twizzly x Toothpaste- SI

22-String Gummy x Croissant- Debio ir de segundo pero apenas me prendi el foco

23-Host x Ferryman x Conductor-Normalicen shippear NPC’s

24-Choco BonBon x Sour Belt- 😸

25- Popping Candy x Shinning Glitter- When acabas saliendo con tu idola

26-Vampire x Rockstar- Fin rockvamp supremacy

27-Pomegranate x Hygandrea- manipulativas pero lesbis

28-Almond x Roguefort- Walnut tu enemigo el queso c qlio  a tu papi

29-Cotton Candy x Pink Choco- pareja de fugoshis (lo de fugoshis es Joda)

30-Cherry Blossom x White Choco- q tiernas

31-Chilli Pepper x Rye- otro que la mayoria shippea y yo igual

Bonus:

Espresso x Su café

Wind Archer x La páz

Millenial Tree x la calma

Pitaya x Buscar su cola

Lotus x los deseos

White Lily x felicidad, esto es mejor que Purelily (BROMITAAAA NO ME FUNEN)

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Masterlist: Cookie Run x Reader 🍪🏰

Ovenbreak

HCs: Cinnamon becoming Magician!Reader's apprentice

HCs: Licorice x Fem!Reader Marriage

HCs: Gingerbrave meeting Kind!Witch!Reader, along with Mold and Moss Cookie.

Fire Spirit's S/O reacting to him becoming Lord of Ash

Kingdom Fics

Espresso w/ S/O who wants him to sleep

Gingerbrave's Party meeting Ancient!Amnesic!Reader

Comforting Red Velvet during a storm

Befriending Werewolf

Licorice training Preteen!Reader who has strong magic

Kingdom HCs

Madeline & Dark Choco w/ secretly badass S/O

Pure Vanilla & Clover w/ Scary yet Soft S/O

Cookies of Darkness + Dark!Reader who forged a new destiny

CoDs reacting to Villian!Reader who nearly died in battle

General Sparkling Cookie x Reader HCs

Licorice w/ Supportive S/O

Flirty!Licorice x Tsundere!Reader

Dark Enchantress, Dark Choco, & Almond w/ S/O who rejected their royal blood and left their kingdom

Friendly Witch!Reader Series (Cookies' reactions to meeting them)

Gingerbrave, Strawberry, Wizard, Custard III, & Chili Pepper

Rockstar, Vampire, Werewolf, Cotton Candy, Herb, Fire Spirit, & Wind Archer

Red Velvet & Pastry

Snow Sugar, Fig, Licorice, Pure Vanilla, & Dark Choco

Roguefort, Almond, Spinach, Knight, Chestnut, & Walnut

Misc

Licorice x Reader (Human AU)

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Some ideas for writing and kinda experimenting to see how far the commanding me to make content can go (aka, if it will apply to making videos).

Ideas:

Prince of Persia X cookie run crossover thing. But it's wind archer/night raven X reader

That one time I thought that one cookie from cookie run wars looked like leek to the point my brain created a dumb HEADCANON that the cr fandom is more then likely gonna shut down (video).

Ananas but as prince Ali (video or oneshot).

Witches when testing out other cookies (mini series K wanted to make but can't because my autism makes me get distracted)

Link my YouTube channel for y'all to watch my casually ovenbreaking vids?

You get adopted by: purple yam X milk, sea fairy X moonlight, the juice bar regulars, scorpion X someone (your choice), vampire X red velvet, pomegranate X Dark enchantress, pure vanilla X Dark cacao.

Or posting my Wattpad stuff on here as well.

Now pick, pls, it's the only way to get my autistic mind to work.