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sei-cookie · 2 months
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"You are no hero, Pure Vanilla Cookie."
Speed drawing at 12am
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phoenix-bleh · 1 month
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Got idea for an intresting self aware au fic thing! A concept I did with friends but want to see your take on it! Not quite a single self aware cookie run character x reader but...here it is. My idea!
Self aware cookie run x very anxiety-ridden reader! Like having a habit of overthinking and yeah lol!
Imagine...y/n knows the Kingdom story and loves the game and the characters buuuuut when they are taken into world...they are TERRIFIED because of dark enchantress, the war and fighting and conflict going on and is terrified of being dragged into it so probably freak out at first about being out into the game like "ok i didn't know I was gonna get possibly killed by cookies of darkness today!"
Buuuuuut over time they learn from experience that things aren't as they seem. seems like all the conflicts have calmed down ever since y/n appeared and no there are no more of the usual story conflicts...instead, it's just the silly conflict of who can spoil y/n better and everyone focuses on making y/n happy and comfy and relaxed rather than trying to tear eachother a new one.
Example (just to demonstrate well..what problems y/n worries about vs. What they actually face. Just to give you a sample.)
Worry: y/n thinks they have to worry about dark enchantress taking them hostage and being treated badly as a hostage....
Reality: y/n if...really big if since they know kidnapping causes anxiety, dark enchnteress decides to take em as a hostage...y/n just had to worry about what snacks they are gonna choose to much on while watching their favorite movie while waiting for the good cookies to rescue em.
Worry: pure vanilla and shadow milk fight and being caught in crossfire.
Reality: pure vanilla and shadow milk have competition on who can make y/n their favorite breakfast dish the best! Winner gets to cook y/n breakfast!
Tldr: anxiety y/n gets dragged into cookie run world and gets scared because they think they will be doomed via plot because of the fighting always going on in it. Lucky for them...cookies won't let plot lay a finger on y/n and just want to spoil y/n rotten!
Self aware CRK x Anxiety! reader
Good luck trying to survive when you got a bunch of cookies wanting your attention 👍
warnings: you get spoiled to death
You don’t know why or how you ended up here in the game Cookie Run Kingdom but here you are. You were surrounded by the many cookies excited to meet you and you were just standing there confused out of your mind. Looking at all the cookies in front of you you realized you were actually here, in real life, and this wasn’t a dream. You let that sink in and on the inside you were screaming.
You knew about the game and you KNEW the story that came with the game. You loved the game, it was amazing, but the conflict that you might get dragged into scared you to the core. Not to mention you were in the middle of the Dark Flour war. What if that was still happening right now?? You were not in the mood for dying today.
The fear in your face was not unnoticed by one of the Ancients, Pure Vanilla Cookie walked up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder. You flinched at his touch and turned to look at him. “y/n are you alright? Is this all too much for you?” His face held genuine worry for you. You put your head down a little “Is…is the war still going on?” you asked him quietly. He still heard you and rubbed your shoulder for comfort “Unfortunately yes, but no need to worry dear if any harm were to come to you we promise to keep you safe at all cost.” 
You wanted to thank him for the reassuring words but if you were being honest they really didn’t work that much. However after some time being here most of the major conflicts started dying down just because of you existing. Even Dark Enchantress Cookie stopped focusing on trying to take over all of Earthbread and started focusing on trying to steal you and spoil you. Which is weird since it seems like something she wouldn’t do but here you are. 
She just kidnapped you and obviously you were terrified of what she could possibly do to you. She could do anything she wanted to you since you were way weaker than her and just thinking about it made you shake in terror. You were then placed in a big room with a bed and one of your favorite movies/shows and Dark Enchantress standing next to you asking you if you needed anything. You looked like a deer in headlights and just said you wanted a glass of milk. She then told her followers to go fetch you a glass of milk. Now you were just sitting here with a bunch of blankets and pillows surrounding plus the dark cookies huddled up next to you with a bunch of snacks all over the floor. You were waiting to see if anyone would come and save you just in case she change her act and decided she wanted to torture, but that was just your thoughts
It wasn’t just her either, almost every cookie fought over to see who could spoil and treat you the best.
During the expedition of Beast-Yeast you were freaking out about the conflict that Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk might have and how much destruction it might cause. Also if Shadow Milk Cookie won you knew for a fact you were all dead. Noooooo it was nothing like that at all. They fought over your attention and for some reason had a cooking contest, out of all things, to see who could serve you the best. You can say you were pretty confused and now you have two cookies in front of you shoving each other so you could eat their food first.
When you met Wildberry Cookie and Crunchy Chip Cookie at the same time you were sure they were gonna argue with each other about something and you did not want to be caught up in their fighting. Too bad you were and they were fighting over who could protect you from danger better. If you were being honest you were just thankful they cared about you but you were definitely not expecting this much attention.
You thought you were gonna be caught in the terrible scary plot in this game and get yourself killed. Lucky you though none of the plot ever touched you because everyone was too busy trying to please you and keep you happy. Which apparently is way more important than anything else, but hey at least you know you're not dying anytime soon besides being spoiled to death.
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Mom…!! I have a request…?
What about a reader who’s a puppet for the witches…! Like a doll so well made… it looks almost cookie like…! Invisible strings pulling its limbs… but it’s aware and able to interact…!
It could be with Dark Enchantress…! Please Mom…?
- Arsenic Anon (☣️)
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Dark Enchantress Cookie doesn't even hesitate to try and sweep you up into her arms. You have so much information about the Witches due to what you are. She just needs it.
At first, it was a contractual thing. You got to live in exchange for giving information. But.. she genuinely does grow fond of you.
She starts trying to find out ways to help you be free. To have your own will, not just two different ones.
She'll do whatever she can for you to be by her side as her plans go along.
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bubble-waz-here · 2 months
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suction cup man reader annoying the heck out of dark enchantress by climbing up her tower with suction cups
(Yes.)
(Be warned that I'm making this as a shitpost to, some facts(I will have ¢ to show a closer to cannon ver))
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¢She was extremely confused and angry at first. How did you get past the guards??? And what are you even doing???
¢she probably sent licorice cookie to get you down. (You freaked licorice out so she decided to send poison mushroom.)
•poison mushroom loves you. They are now your child.
•eventually she gave up and went out to kick you off... But you camE BACK THE NEXT DAY?!
•she offered you in for tea. And asked you why you did that.
•your friends now.
(Yay?)
(This was fun!)
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randomstoryenjoyer · 10 months
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White Lily Cookie’s fall
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One of my AU ideas where there are very few witches left!
You sighed to yourself, sweat running down your forehead as you were busy at work. Your hands and fingers were sore from all the baking and finesse you endured for as long as you can remember, and were still holding onto the tray you had placed down on the table, full of a new batch of freshly baked cookies.
Today was the Night of the Witches, or at least it was meant to be. There were barely any witches anymore for reasons your brain had given up trying to understand a long time ago. Was it perhaps from the constant persecution from non-magic humans? Had many of them given up their magic ways? You had already accepted the fact that you would most likely never find out. Already shunned by both the wizards and non-magic society, this only serves to convince you that you didn’t deserve to have survived this great witch-disappearance. Your destiny to being left alone in the dark had already been set in stone ever since your loneliness overtook you.
Despite these modern circumstances, you had still decided to honour the nostalgic past, where once in every thousand years, all witches and sorceresses and sorcerers and whatnot would meet together in this very table. And now, your only company was the ultimate dough, as it continued churning and bubbling alongside the banquet table like it always did.
As you continued to stare down at the cookies you had baked, all of them absurd and colourful in their own ways, your memories continued to flood in. Ever since you were on your own in the world of magic, you became obsessed with the art of magic culinary. If you couldn’t connect with other humans, maybe you could create your own beings to connect with? You had began baking cookies to give life to in an attempt to make your own friends and companions, working towards achieving in creating what your mind called the ‘perfect cookie’. However, the other witches soon picked up on this habit of yours and started doing it themselves, but only with the intention of eating the living cookies they baked. This difference of viewpoints between you and and the small rest of them also ended up leaving you isolated from the rest of the witches left, which only served to make your loneliness worse.
And to make matters worse, no matter how nice you tried to be, or how much genuine care you had put into every dough or frosting you had fabricated, every single cookie you baked ended up running away from you, screaming in fear and making a run for it every time you took your eyes off them. This carried on for years, and you were surprised the mental toll of constant rejection and failure from your creations hadn’t left you insane yet. At this point, the ‘perfect cookie’ would simply be the one that wasn’t scared of you.
And so, here you were, baking cookies for the millionth time all alone during the Night of the Witches. You kept staring down at the tray, waiting for the life powder’s effects to kick in, until the cookies began to blink and sit up from the tray they laid upon. You stiffened up, hoping this special night would pity you and grant you the wish you so desperately wanted, but soon enough, the little cookies below you were already screaming in shock and cowering away from you, many probably getting ready to make a run for it the first chance they got. Even on the Night of Witches, you hadn’t made any progress on managing to create the ‘perfect cookie’.
If this was any other day, you’d probably just let them run off and back yet another new batch. But today, in the Night of Witches itself, something finally snapped after you after the constant agonising failures throughout the years. This was your destiny, wasn’t it? Being forgotten and left alone by everybody, passing away eventually and not leaving behind a single trace of yourself. Nobody else cared about you. Not even your own creations! You could feel your teeth begin to grind together and your hands beginning to clench as you stared down at your little creations all still looking up at you in horror, your mind filled with too much anger at this point to even calm down. They wanted to fear you? You were going to give them a good reason to fear you
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You finally regained your senses after your outburst, realising your state and surroundings. Your section of the banquet table was now littered with cookie crumbs, jam splattered everywhere. Your hands were sticky with the amount of jam splotches on them, and your cheeks were puffed up from the amount of mushed up cookie dough inside your mouth…
You hastily got up from your seat, pouring yourself a glass of brew to wash down your meal with. During that, your heard a small and rather traumatised voice coming from your banquet table spot, and turned around to see a small white and green cookie with pale dough panically saying something to whatever remains of your baked cookies were left on the tray, but they were all probably too paralysed from what happened to even notice anything that the green and white cookie was saying…
Wait a minute… what was that on her staff… a green fleur-de-lis?! You remember baking that! This was one of the first ever cookies you ever baked, you’d never forget how difficult it was to bake those special solid jams before giving up after doing it 5 times. What was she doing here? Had she been hiding here during the Night of the Witches? Had she seen your outburst?
You hastily began to approach her, as she noticed you doing so, beginning to back away from you with the same traumatised look in her eyes. However, this led to her to fall from the banquet table… and straight into the ultimate dough.
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You tried to catch her mid-fall, but to no avail. Thus, you now stood over the purple mass, having observed her sink down into it. Your thoughts quickly began shifting from worry into morbid curiosity. What did you have to lose at this point? And thus, you began baking her straight from the inside of the ultimate dough itself, in hopes of the result being different than all your previous attempts, almost suffering from a burst of adrenaline as a result from your initial shock, which kept you reaching out for the nearest ingredients you could use.
A dose of concentrated dark magic, a mix of scarlet pomegranate syrup amongst many other things, this soon became the most ferocious and emotional baking you’ve ever done in your life. Your hands were reaching a new level of soreness from the sheer speed of you mixing the dough; sweat and tears dropping from your face and into the mixture, as if you were pouring your entire concentration, your entire emotions, your entire soul into this one cookie as she was mercilessly mixed and sloshed inside the ultimate dough.
Until…
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The surroundings and skies shifted and turned into a boiling red colour, as the cookie raised from the ultimate dough, the magnitude of this reaction even causing other nearby cakes you had baked for yourself to gain sentience from the amount of life powder you had scattered during your baking and outburst.
The small cookie seemed much more sinister than ever, with her new red and black clothes, purple dough, horns protruding from her head, and her large black crimson cape. What was she even holding on one of her hands?
She immediately started cackling and attempted to use her newfound powers to scare you, but they were very similar to the dark magic you had started to use a long whole ago and were more experienced as, so it didn’t take much effort to overpower her and prevent her from defeating you. Despite this, her expression and disposition didn’t change in the slightest, as she simply stared up at you and spoke with a sinister voice that sent shivers down your spine.
“My my, you’re a rather interesting witch, aren’t you, creator? Despite seeming so powerful, I can sense you’re scared. You’re unstable. How amusing.”
Your breathing hitches slightly as she speaks, your body stiffening up again as you stared down at her
“I must thank you though. This new body you gave me, along with your powers… how refreshing! But I feel more than beyond that… what are these memories you gave me, hm?”
You began to wonder if you really had accidentally given her part of your soul and memories from how emotional you were during the whole ordeal…
“My whole perception of our purpose as cookies was shattered when I saw your little act, creator! But your memories tell me this was a simple one-off, all other witches only making cookies to be eaten?! Awww, they left you alone for this, did they? And now you’re trapped in this endless spiral of depression and loneliness? How pathetic!”
Your hands began to clench together again as the little cookie continued.
“Well, I’ll tell you that the witches were wrong! I reject this so called destiny! And you should reject your pitiful fate like I have too! ARISE!”
Your nearby newly-living cakes began slowly gathering around you two, but you were too busy still staring down at her to notice them and their howls.
“Why bother accepting the morbid future you’re headed towards? I’m glad to have reunited with you, creator! Your memories tell me that all other cookies you baked all rejected your acceptance and love? They were all not thankful for the life you bestowed them, and neither were the witches that learnt how to bake cookies from you! We’ve both got common enemies; so if you join me… you’ll get your revenge. You’ll make this world burn with me and show everyone the consequences of having abandoned you!”
Despite the fear you developed at this point, the more she spoke, the more… familiar she felt to be close to. You realised that she must hold part of your inner self too; it wasn’t just an illusion when you felt like your emotions and thoughts were being mixed with the ultimate. She’s practically a side of yourself, one that was born from the horrid suffering and emotions that were built up over the years. She was the you that you were hiding away from the world…
And this only led to new emotions developing as the darkness built up around us both. Her words had made you feel lighter, indescribably glad, with a new unhealthy happiness oozing out of your tired heart. Every single word she said stuck to your mind like glue, and you found yourself falling for her words more with each passing second.
Instinctively, you held out your hand, which she was more than happy to descend and stand on the palm of your hand, still staring up at you with the same frightening smirk on her face as you stare down at her. As the darkness kept swirling around you both and your cake creations further, you were only able to tell yourself one thing:
From this point on, your life would never be the same…
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lonelysouffle · 1 year
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"Oh? I haven't seen you around here before, you a new blog? Well be at your leisure, you may drop your guard"
Could I get D.E, Pomegranate, Poison Mushroom (platonic) x Abyss Watchers Reader?
Where reader was a knight blessed by all the ancients to protect White Lily, even though she is powerful but physically? Not so much. But reader was only told to listen to her and protect her, so they could only watch while White Lily became D.E and them being corrupted by her to still listen to her.
Have a great day/afternoon/night!
molerat-anon (if possible)
pleasure to serve, molerat anon!
"Waves of Disquiet" Dark Enchantress Cookie + Pomegranate Cookie, with a g/n reader made to serve and protect White Lily Cookie( now Dark Enchantress cookie) its implied that the reader is dark cacao's child. adopted or by birth is totally up to you guys! also couldn't come up with a scenario for Poison Mushroom cookie so I couldn't fill the entire request.
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Dark Enchantress Cookie
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Your not sure when exactly you got so...corrupted, filled with a certain negativity that you couldn't explain. Your stoic face and sneer of cold command watching the Dark Cookies gather 'round the table to discuss their next moves, your standing at the right hand side of her excellency, Dark Enchantress Cookie.
She was both the hand that mocked and the heart that fed. Fed you a purpose, yet mocked those who desired this war to end.
The war would never end, unless the enemy saw why her excellency does what she must.
But those...enemies....they we're your friends. your family.
Stop thinking like that. Her excellency will show them the truth.
"Please, [name] cookie, enough with the honorifics, they make me feel way old than I actually am!"
A voice of the past.
Yet you cant remember who said it. The memories blur together in your mind.
Who...said that?
Why can't you remember them
A deep voice rumbles. "[name], my darling child. You make this kingdom proud." An image, distorted...a memory? comes in your mind, a man..a king with long dark brown hair and a white line cutting through it, a small smile on his face, tired, yet soft plum eyes looking at you.
Dark Choco cookie? Your younger brother? No. His voice isn't that deep and his eyes are red.
Who was that man, are you his child?
You think of more, the energy flowing through you didn't feel as difficult to maintain when you thought of these people that to swear to the accursed witches you've never seen in your entire life.
Snapping out of your trance, the meeting is over. You guide the enchantress to her chambers. You guard her door, as she does whatever it is she does. You know she doesn't like eyes watching her.
You were born with one purpose. To serve her excellency.
Pomegranate Cookie
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As you patrol the area, the familiar scent of Pomegranates fills your nostrils. The woman herself behind you.
"[name] cookie. Patrolling the woodland again. You've been patrolling more frequently as well, looking for something? Perhaps...a way to escape?"
You quickly turn around to face the priestess. "It is an honor to serve Dark Enchantress cookie. Don't even think of testing my loyalty to her."
She looks at you, the sleeve of her dress covering her mouth as she looks away.
"Hm. Very well. But know this [name] cookie, I am watching you and your brother."
You continue to patrol the snowy woodland until you come to a patch of clearing. This is were you trained with your father, Dark Cacao Cookie and your aunt, Hollyberry cookie to help you channel your abilities.
How do your remember that.
Who are Dark Cacao cookie and Hollyberry cookie? Why are they considered family to you?
More images flood your mind, Pure Vanilla cookie healing your wounds while Dark Cacao cookie and Hollyberry cookie wrestle...? each other into the snow (it was was more like Hollyberry had tackled your father into the snow unexpectedly) like children getting into the snow for the first time in the winter season.
Who are these people??? Why do these memories help lift the burden of power off your shoulders?
As you absentmindedly stare at the clearing, you realize the scent of Pomegranates never left your nostrils.
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sleepingdeath-light · 5 months
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dark enchantress cookie smut hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; 🍾 anon (12/08/23)
fandom(s) ; cookie run
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; dark enchantress cookie
outline ; “first off the list smut and relationship hcs for Dark Enchantress my love my life 😍😘 ~ 🍾”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, dominant!dark enchantress cookie, sadist!dark enchantress cookie, 24/7 dominance/submission, praise kink, degradation kink, humiliation, pet names, pet play, bondage, suspension, mild sensory deprivation
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
dark enchantress cookie is, above all else, exclusively a dominant person both in your bedroom and beyond it (to the extent that she’d likely be up for, and really get off on, something like 24/7 dominance/submission) with there being a less than zero chance of you being able to dominate her — she’s also definitely quite sadistic (going as far as you’ll allow her to), but she isn’t exactly strict and can actually be quite lenient with you until you test her patience a bit too much
she uses a mixture of praise and degradation in the bedroom (think along the lines of ‘that’s a good slut’ but phrased in a more formal way) and will sway more one way or the other depending on if you’ve been well behaved or if you’re being bratty — she’s also not above using humiliation to get you back in line when necessary (but that’s usually only a last resort to address disobedience as opposed to being something common in the bedroom)
in terms of pet names in the bedroom she tends to default to ‘dear’ when praising you and ‘pet’ when humiliating or degrading you — and with the latter she’s perfectly fine going the full nine yards with it: collaring you, stripping you nude, choking you with a leash, making you kneel for her, treating you like a trained animal, etc. (but only if you ask, as it’s not something she’d propose randomly)
she has a big thing about making you ask specifically for what you want — gripping your chin and forcing you to look her in the eye as you beg her to use her hands/mouth/strap to pleasure you and where/how you want her to touch you (she indulges in this kink more sporadically than the others, but she definitely enjoys watching you squirm and try to explain what you need from her)
more than happy to indulge in mild to extreme forms of bondage and sensory deprivation (bonus points of the two are combined): blindfolding and suspending you from hooks in the ceiling, tying you to the wall with your legs forced wide apart as she toys with you to her heart’s content, gagging you and tying your hands behind your back whilst bending you over her knee to spank you enough to satisfy her idea of punishment, or forcing you to kneel before her in the nude save for a form decorative bondage that keeps your wrists behind your back and knots ornately across your chest, stomach or thighs — she’s also not opposed to using stretcher bars or any other bondage tools, but no matter what she uses she’s always mindful to avoid using unsafe materials or anything that might cause you genuine harm (e.g. making sure not to use rope made from a fabric you’re allergic to, but that’s more so the bare minimum than anything else)
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brittle-doughie · 2 months
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There's a Valencringe event held at CRK's official discord server (sadly I didn't join cuz I'm busy), and this one card cracks me up because this definitely would Shadow Milk cookie give to Y/N cookie XD
Happy (late) valentine's Day anyway
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By WildfireOwO on Twitter
A Cringe Day for Chocolates
Oh yeah, some of these submissions were pretty interesting to me lol
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Shadow Milk finally had you in his clutches, Pure Vanilla and White Lily watching in stunned horror as you emerge from the chaos, dressed up just like those faerie jesters along with those haunting eyes and wide smile. It was even worse when Shadow Milk Cookie was there beside you, as you two started to romantically dance with each other, with Shadow Milk dipping you in a bow.
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“What’s the matter, you two sillies? You don’t recognize your own pal? It wouldn’t matter anyway, they’re mine now~”
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By _leviroyale on IG
“Why waste your time with so called heroes when you can realize your full potential with me, my dear~? I’d appreciate EVERYTHING about you that my other half wouldn’t~”
“B-but that was my rose for them! My card!”
“Shut it, will you!”
“No!”
Old lady cat-fight ensues
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By: CelestialStari on Twitter
“My liege, I present you the finest chocolates as my gift.”
“Heh, that’s nothing! Hey, Baker! Gotcha a real shiny chocolate coins for ya!”
“A Paladin of the Light believes that only chocolate that comes from the heart is the best for someone they cherish!”
You thanked the number of cookies who came to the tower to gift you chocolates. Then along came Pure Vanilla.
“My Baker! I gift you this flower form my garden, for it represents the beauty that you hold in my eyes!”
You didn’t even get a word out before PV got on his knees and desperately presented the flower to you.
“PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!”
He only stopped when you took it from him.
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mxximax · 2 months
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Hello author, do you accept requests? If yes, then you can use the Dark Enchantress Cookie and y/n Cookie. And happy 8th of March to you ❣️Oh! I almost forgot here you go(づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ😘😘😘😊😚💝🎉💟🌺💞💟😍💟🌺💞😉😉😙😙🌹❣️🤗🤗😹😹😹🤗😹🤗😀😀🌹🌹🌹😀🤗😀😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
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here you go
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kalopses-sonderes · 1 year
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Saw your requests open, and i want angst so..
How would the cookies (any of your choosing) react to Y/N being put in a coma by say another Cookie?
I love angst so much
Crk characters reacting to reader being put into a coma
Featuring: Dark Enchantress, Pure Vanilla, Dark Cacao
Note: I think I did this request correctly?
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Dark Enchantress
All she could do was watch as the ancients attacked you. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. They were supposed to attack her, but they went after you.. She swore to kill them once you get better. All she could do is sit by your bed as you lay unconscious. She stayed there just staring at you, she wouldn’t dare leave the room. All the cookies of darkness started to get more worried by the day. They worked on getting some spell or anything to wake you up but nothing ever worked.
“My dear, once you awaken we shall get revenge, together, on those that have wronged you..” She places her hand on your cold cheek. “For now, I shall stay by your side until you wake..”
Dark Enchantress stayed by your side like she said. Hours, days, months, for as long as it took she’ll be by your side till the bitter end.
Pure Vanilla
When the cookies of darkness attacked you, he lost his composure. He couldn’t stand you being hurt. Once he got to you, you were unconscious. The cookies of darkness laughed as they fled the scene. Pure Vanilla was on his kness, you in his arms, begging for you to wake up. The ancients only watched and shed a few tears. They loved you to, you were like sibling to them.
“Please.. My love.. Wake up..” Pure Vanilla said in between sobs. “They won’t get away with this, I’ll kill them if I have to..” He picked up and held you close to his chest.
Dark Cacao
He found out you were pushed off the kingdoms walls by one of the watchers. He rushed out the castle, he watched as someone was running to him with you in his arms. He was stunned, he couldn’t move, all he could do was watch. The cookie started talking to him but he couldn’t hear them. He just took you from their arms and ran to your shared bedroom. He called upon all the healers in his kingdom, he sent letters to Pure Vanilla to come and help.
After awhile, you were healed but still unconscious. No one was aloud to come in or out the kingdom, the cookie that pushed you was dealt with, and Dark Cacao was colder than before. He never had time to talk to anyone, he spent all his free time by your side. He was even more easily irritated. All the healers say your fine but why aren’t you waking up?!
“Why haven’t you woke up… You’re healed! Why haven’t you woke up yet.?” Dark Cacao said while laying next to you.
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hugemilkshake · 1 month
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https://www.tumblr.com/hugemilkshake/745398091857952768/idea-if-ya-wanthcs-or-one-shot-yn-was-the?source=share
I loved what you wrote and I can't help but see that too! If ya want...here is a part 2 if ya want more! If not feel free to delete!
Maybe as y/n follows butter roll around, butter roll introduces y/n to stuff aaaand soon other cookies of darkness notice y/n and when they discover y/n is their first creation...well...stuff ensues. Can imagine y/n just curiously looking at things and wanting to touch everything. Soft dress? Touch. Cool scythe? Touch. Silly mushroom head that looks squishy? Touch.
Enjoy the milkshake! It’s nice to write about some of my favorite goobers
Cookies Of Darkness with a curious reader
-platonic scenario-
Part 1 part 3
Butter Roll was obviously going to show you off to his fellow researchers and the Cookies Of Darkness! I mean he made a cookie with all of the ingredients unlike some cookies
Butter Roll definitely felt some superiority over Dark Enchantress and Matcha Cookie due to this
Well this obviously didn’t bother Dark Enchantress but man did it bother Matcha
Butter Roll was bragging about you non stop! It was VERY annoying
But the thing was you were less of a bragger, more on the quiet side but also on curious side which was a bonus for Matcha since she could get you to hate Butter Roll if she tried hard enough
But the first time you met Matcha you touched her staff, now granted you got a little electric shock but still, you were curious to see how to felt!
Now when you met Pomegranate Cookie you wanted to touch her mirror, but everyone and I mean EVERYONE said not to since that would be a horrible idea, even Pomegranate herself said it was a bad idea
So you just patted her on the head, and her hair was surprisingly soft!
Now Licorice Cookie was a different story, he wanted to ignore you, but you were too persistent!
Licorice set his staff down one day and you wanted to see how his staff felt. It felt smooth yet rough, and when you tried to pick it up you were very surprised to how heavy it was
When Licorice came back he snatched back his staff and held it with ease. I guess he’s stronger than he looks…
Now Poison Mushroom Cookie was very very chill with you, their head looked squishy so you squished it
The two of you are now friends, no questions asked
Now there are three cookies who will occasionally stop by, like Dark Enchantress Cookie
You felt her horns once but she snapped at you. So you kinda stay away from her
Now there’s Red Velvet Cookie, when he stops by it’s to either give a status update or to drop of ingredients
But when you first saw him, you wanted to see what his cake arm felt like
Now granted he was a little aggressive with you at first but once a panicked Butter Roll explained to him that you were freshly baked, Red Velvet calmed down
So whenever you want to touch his cake arm you have to ask, most of the time he’ll say no but if your lucky you will get a yes
And then there’s Affogato Cookie. He doesn’t come around much but when he does it’s a little chaotic
He’s sly. Very sly
The rest of the Cookies Of Darkness mainly Licorice try to keep you two away from each other.
Affogato will probably try to make you believe that he’s the only one worth listening to.
But if the two of you are alone, Affogato will let you feel the fur of his outfit, or the silk of his sleeves
But you do hear from Poison Mushroom that there are some more Cookies Of Darkness you’ve not met… you wonder if you’ll ever meet them
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Hey can I request a headcannon of the ancient Heroes reactions and feelings towards a new hero in the neighborhood with the powers and identity of Spider-Man.
Bonus points if you add references towards the villains.
Absolutely??? That is like so cool!!!
Characters: Cacao, Pure Vanilla, HollyBerry, Golden cheese, white lily, and bonus villains at the end >:3
Prompt: Headcanons(platonic)
Cacao:
- Another ally is always welcome in his books.
- he will however request that you try to not fly around on your website in his kingdom, he already has to deal with snow.
- he thinks your skillet is very interesting, he had to hone his skill to be able to anticipate attacks, but for you it’s natural!
- When you come in front the ceiling upside he freaks out a little worried that you might hit your head. He’s still got those fatherly instincts.
- I feel like if you picked him up, he’s kinda just have this face of utter terror. I mean he’s a large guy, and you’re like. A normal cookie, how the hell can you pick him up???
- overall he’s pretty neutral to you, he’s kind sure but he more want to see what you can do in the field!
HollyBerry:
- Holly thinks it’s very cool!
- a new hero to fight against dark enchantress cookie! How wonderful!
- will ask if you can carry her around!
- and then will carry you around.
- you know that one captain America and spider man thing? Where he catches caps shield, yeah that’s totally how you two met.
- Holly is happy to call you a close friend!
- Very grandmotherly towards you! She’ll make you your favorite meal, and tell you tales of when she was out adventuring with her friends, or pitaya dragon cookie!
- calls you “Petite araignée” means little spider in French!
Pure vanilla:
- he worries a lot, you flying around?? What do you get hurt??
- he’ll heal any of your wounds! Be it from a fight or mising a web on a building!
- His kingdom is 100% one of the most fun to swing around in!
- he loves that such a young person can be such an amazing hero! He’s very proud of you!
- even though he’s happy you’re a hero, he will try to keep you away from the front lines! He doesn’t want you to get hurt, or worse, crumble.
- very worried grandpa.
Golden cheese:
- she is more then willing to invite you to her golden kingdom, a young hero to stop any people who disturb the peace? Perfect! Then bring cheese can just focus on the gates.
- would definitely want to try and deck you out with new gear, new web shooter, and gadgets.
- she’d start to count you as one of her treasures! You help protect people along side burnt cheese! How noble!
- will try and add gold to your suit.
- you and her totally swing/fly around together.
- she’d try and teach you mid air tricks! I mean you must be flashy! A good hero can always let people know who they are just by their look!
- basically like Tony and Peter Parker
White lily:
- she wants to know how your body can produce the webs.
- sure some cookies have magic, but most of them learned! Or have a type of soul jam! But you? You got bit by something and then suddenly have powers?? How??
- will ask specimens of your webs.
- white lily is normally a quiet cookie, but when it comes to the science of cookies, be prepared for hundreds, of thousands of questions.
Bonus round!!
Dark enchantress cookie:
- a new cookie to cause issue in her plans?
- when she sees your spiddy sense working she starts trying to find a way to get around it.
- maybe pomegranate can cast something.
- licorice could maybe overwhelm you with licorice beasts?
- No no that won’t work…she’ll find out something. Soon enough.
Shadow milk:
- oh a little spider!
- soon to be caught in his web!
- he will mock you as you fight
- you’ll never be as strong as him!! Why don’t you just give up!
- he’ll try to grab your webs and treat you like a puppet, when you break free he whines saying you’re no fun!!
- run away little spider. Hopefully you don’t get caught up in your own web :)
Hope you like it <3
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phoenix-bleh · 1 month
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Can I have part 3 of this story please? ^^ you write so well that it's addictive! ^^
CRK self aware x Child! reader
part 1, 2, 3, 4
!PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP!
It’s been a few hours since Pure Vanilla last saw you and he was freaking out. How did he lose you so quickly?? You’re only a little child, you could be in danger right now and he’s not even there to protect you! He went back to his castle to see if he could make a plan there and find you as soon as possible.
He went into your room again to look around and it wasn’t until now he realized that your window was wide open. Like as if someone had broken in! Has someone stolen you?! How did he not notice all this time you could’ve been stolen and he was wasting time! Pure Vanilla started to think hard of who could have possibly done it. Then it hit him….Shadow Milk Cookie….He also went to come see you when he went to your world. It couldn’t be he was still at Beast Yeast though he couldn’t have possibly taken you. Unless he somehow did since it wasn’t entirely impossible.
Pure Vanilla decided that if Shadow Milk somehow did steal he was gonna find you before any harm could be done to you. He asked Gingerbrave and his friends if they could join him on his way to Beast Yeast. They agreed and started their way over there, Pure Vanilla could only hope you weren’t in any danger and when you're back he’ll make sure to keep a better eye on you.
Meanwhile Dark Enchantress Cookie was yelling at Black Licorice for losing you and not knowing where you could be. “I can’t believe you lost the kid so easily!” “I'm sorry. It seemed like an emergency so I told the kid where the restroom was!” “You didn’t at least think not to leave the kid to go find it themselves since they could have escaped!” She was pretty pissed and now she was making a new plan to see if she could find you and bring you back.
You were in fact with Shadow Milk Cookie and he was telling you how you could help him on escaping this place. He told you all you needed to do was cut the tree down and once you did he could weaken the seal and he could escape. The only problem was that you were a little kid and you most likely didn’t have the strength you needed to cut a tree, especially one so large. You told him you would try any way to help him since it was unfair he was stuck there, obviously you didn’t know the real reason he was here, but he found it cute you were willing to help him.
Once Pure Vanilla, Gingerbrave and his friends arrived at Beast Yeast they ran towards the Silver Tree where Shadow Milk Cookie resides to see if you were actually there. He was hoping you were, but at the same time he was hoping Shadow Milk hadn’t harmed you in any way. Once they got to the tree they looked around for a bit, and there you were! Pure Vanilla Cookie was relieved, so relieved in fact that he ran towards you and engulfed you in a big hug.
“y/n dear! I was so worried about you! Are you ok you aren't hurt, are you? What happened, how did you get here? Oh I’m so sorry I couldn’t watch you better.” He held too tightly you had to pat his back to get his attention. He released you from his hug but he still held onto you. “Im ok Pure Vanilla! I'm trying to help someone!” He softly smiled at you and tilted his head “Oh? Who are you helping, little one?” He asked you. “Shadow Milk Cookie!” You told him.
“Huh..?” He seemed disoriented and couldn’t process what you had just said. Then there was a voice behind you both. “Aww can’t believe you forgot about me, I'm truly hurt!” It was Shadow Milk. He put a hand on top of his chest and head to act dramatic. You then feel Pure Vanilla grab your arm and shoved you behind him. “How dare you bring the child here, what did you plan on doing to them!” Pure Vanilla shouted at Shadow Milk. You were confused. He didn't do anything wrong, why was he yelling at him? Shadow Milk only grinded.
“Oh silly vanilly! I didn’t bring the kid here, they came here themselves!” “I won’t believe in your lies!” You tugged on his sleeve to try and get his attention and when he turned to look at him you told him that he was telling the truth and you came here yourself. Pure Vanilla then bent down to your height and placed his hands on your shoulders asking “Why on earthbread are you here?” You explained to him how you were captured by Black Licorice Cookie and escaped him and ended up here.
So Dark Enchantress Cookie was after you?
Oh dear…
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Hi! Is it possible for you to do a Yandere Dark Enchantress x Ancient Reader? I'm thinking of it being like, the reader is in the circle of Ancients and Dark Enchantress had feelings for them ever since she was White Lily and when she found out that the reader was getting close finding the actual White Lily in Beast Yeast she immediately has the urge to get them away.
Mine and Mine Alone
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Even from before Dark Enchantress Cookie was White Lily Cookie, the feelings for you were always present. How bold and courageous you were, standing up for what you believed in. It was no shock that you joined the Ancients.
Even after she rose to power, her feelings stayed the same, but more twisted. Dark Enchantress Cookie desired to have you by her side permanently, to see the 'good' that Dark Magic could bring. She couldn't bring herself to harm you in any way, but she'll gladly use trickery.
When she gets word that you're heading to Beast-Yeast with Pure Vanilla Cookie, to free that other wretched half of herself, any other plans are out the window.
What matters to her in that moment is bringing you to her side, no matter what. You belong to Dark Enchantress Cookie, not White Lily Cookie.
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yoshimura110 · 10 months
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DARKNESS ENCHANTRESS
Time passes little by little...
And little by little.... the darkness consumed me completely
Through my veins they circulated, at my fingertips there was power of chaos
So much power, so much attention, so many looks of fear and hatred only made me more thirsty for destruction.
So many enemies, it makes me realize that I am and that I feel like a beast feared by all cookies.
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Thanks to time, I'm here now with loyal followers at my command, following my dream of turning everything into crumbs, of building a better world for myself, Of course.
But even though I manage to satisfy these desires, there is one thing that is not satisfying me.
What would that be?...
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Time...
Time passes more and more...at the top I go up... but at the same time, I feel like it's taking me down.
I feel so close to fulfilling all my wishes, but at the same time, I feel that my end is near too.
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I wondered
I needed something from something, a clone of me to protect my image....
Someone...
Not my followers, not another cookies.
And yes, a child and but not just any child...
One who look like me...
Those who I can control even if I'm dead.
A clone of mine...
Which was...
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Was you all this time.
A cookie, not from this world, there was no magic. There was nothing, just curiosity about your surroundings
Not knowing how many lies you've been told, innocent and silly like I was.
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Even if it took a while
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Poking your wounds, despairing you, giving you false hope
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Little by little, you started to break...
And now you're just like me....
Now, just open your arms to the darkness and forget all memories of the realm and your world.
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One day, the day will come when the world will be at our feet, my dear daughter.
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randomstoryenjoyer · 8 months
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Hey I love your stories and your 'white lily's fall' gave me an idea for a request...for a story!
Imagine a witch (y/n) at first baked cookies to try to make a friend but as they kept running away...it gave y/n an idea! If they run away...why not make a track and make em race? So now y/n bakes them to either run a normal race or an obstacle course race to the window to escape amd y/n even put something under their window to cushion their fall so they wouldn't crumble and can simply run out to join the cookie world! Also the obstacles are harmless and not deadly like if they fail an obstacle, they just land on something soft and can walk over to some stairs or a ladder and try again! Ofcourse the finish line is the window!
Oh and whenever they race, y/n chooses one cookie to cheer on as they sit to the side, watching, and hopes that said cookie wins the race...again for entertainment! Maybe they even pretend to be a racing announcer as they race!
And imagine if other cookies found out...like, one possible idea is DE flying along, plotting against the witches when they suddenly hear hearing like: "AAAAAND RED ICING COOKIE MANAGED TO JUMP OVER THAT MASSIVE GAP! SO IMPRESSIVE! THE CROWD IS GOING WILD!" followed by y/n trying to impersonate a crowd cheering like crazy! So DE goes to investigate aaaaand finds Y/n racing cookies instead of eating them! Or maybe some other cookie like gingerbrave finds them! Just some ideas but can't wait to see what you come up with for this concept and curious what ideas you'll have lol!
Possible to add on, putting this possible add on here incase ya wanna add it: Y/n also keeps track of the races and the winners in a book and also timed it to see which cookie they've baked is the fastest and if a cookie read the book, they'll know that y/n raced cookies LOTS of times!
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The Witch’s game
Rugelach Cookie’s breath hitched as they swerved left to right, their little legs scuttering as fast as they ever had before… he was so close to the end… all that was left was to…
”AAAAAND TRAGEDY STRIKES! RUGELACH COOKIE HAS FALLEN DOWN! HERE COMES COCONUT FLAKE COOKIE TO SNAG THE WIN!”
With the finish line crossed and window reached, Coconut Flake Cookie stood proud and delighted as he received the witch’s praise, eventually jumping out the window. Rugelach Cookie was left to get back up and head back to his place, however, if one looked closely, they could see that he was hiding a giddy smile…
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Due to being a witch, your life consisted mostly of isolation, except for the odd meeting with other fellow witches here and there. Thus, you came up with the idea of creating your own friends by baking cookies to give life to! It was an easy goal to achieve… if not for the fact that every cookie you baked always ran away and jumped out the window.
This kept going for multiple baking sessions, each one making you more annoyed when the results showed no sign of changing. Eventually though, it began to make sense to you. No matter their size or origins, living cookies were still as much as individuals as anybody else, little creatures with a desire to leave the nest and live a life of their own, instead of being stuck inside a witch’s kitchen with a giant being looming over them. It was just something you had to accept.
This led to a new idea develop: if they insisted on running, why not put them through a race? From then on, your lair became a small race arena. All you needed to set up was a long path that led to the window as the finish lane, and then fill it with many different types of (non-lethal) obstacles for each race. The first cookie to reach the window would have the prize of being able to jump out of it and live in the outside world! You didn’t actually know what the cookies did in the outside world, but it didn’t really bother you.
Between races, the cookies you baked would get their own resting village inside your lair, where they could all gather around and interact with one another, most conversations being about what laid outside the windows of your lair… what existed below the glimmering moon and stars they saw every night…
As for you, you decided to make the most out of your idea, sitting to the side during the races and choosing a specific cookie to cheer on, acting like a wild crowd. The first contestant cookies you baked were a bit confused at your odd actions, but eventually began to even enjoy them.
Oh, enjoy them they eventually did. It soon got to the point where the racing cookies would begin getting weirded out if you didn’t act like a crowd going wild over the contestants. Your cheers and howls of excitement directed at them soon became the main motivation for being willing to take part in the races, to the point that they sometimes even forgot what they even were originally racing for!
Slowly but surely, talks amongst the cookies every night in the resting village shifted from wonders about the outside world to gushing over the the witch in the audience seats, mostly led by the very first racing cookies that you had baked. More recently baked cookies were swift to join the talks about you, but it was the older ones who truly prided themselves knowing the most about the witch who baked them.
Many cookies soon began seeing the races in a different light: why would they want to go to the outside world when they had you and your praises in this cozy home? Surely staying with you wouldn’t be that bad as originally thought!
During these last few days, you’ve started noticing how… clumsy some of the cookies were during the race. A bit slow of slow running, a few of them missing a some.simple jumps, and taking extra long to get back to the racetrack once they failed an obstacle… and the numbers of the cookies doing it increased day by day. Despite the fact that it opened up a bigger chance for cheers and announcements from your audience stand, it still felt a bit suspiciously random.
If only you knew just how much your presence and cheers meant to your cookies at this point…
However, these didn’t end up being the only cookies that were aware of your races, as new ones would soon know about you…
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Dark Enchantress Cookie was busy scouting out the area with her cake witch carrying her as always, looking for more places to build her cake army in while the rest of the cookies of darkness were busy with her other demands, when she suddenly heard a loud cheer from not too far away.
Her instincts very much telling her that this voice she heard was a dreadful witch, she made her way to the source of the sound a fast as she possibly could, expecting to see what she had seen during the fateful night of the witches.
Instead, all she found was a witch… watching cookies run from one place to another?
She stood there, just watching the scene unfold. The excited look on the cookie’s faces, the enthusiasm of the witch, the complete lack of any cruelty of mischievousness on the witch’s voice and actions. It didn’t make any sense to her at all. Witches weren’t like this. They weren’t meant to be! She saw it all in the night of the witches!
She remained still for so long that her cake witch had began to stare at her with slight discomfort, wondering why its master had gone stiff for such a long time.
Dark Enchantress Cookie remained quiet within her mixed thoughts. Seeing cookies who weren’t baked with the intention to be eaten seemed to have rattled her mind a bit. After all, her view on the witch’s uses for cookies was the whole reason she had become who she was. But now, her initial plans for Earthbread seemed to have a small flaw in it. Unprepared for this extra factor in her equation
Leaving the area before she got any more hooked onto the ongoing scene, Dark Enchantress Cookie planned to order her subordinates to come visit in this place frequently… and to inform her all they find out about you specifically.
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With sightings of the cookies of darkness having been reported around this area, Gingerbrave had decided to come check this place out, trying to find out what the COD’s plans in this area were.
What he didn’t expect to run into however, was the lair of a witch! His mind already bringing him flashbacks of his very first living moments, he felt tempted to just run away instantly, and yet, something in his mind kept telling him to explore this new landmark. The vibe he got from this place was… unexpected, for lack of a better word.
Imagine his surprise when, instead of seeing the worst kind of cookie torture devices or other scariest stuff that he could think of, the first thing he saw was a small village full of many cookies who were all excitedly discussing something! He was too far to hear them properly, but judging from all the chatter, it was clear they were all discussing about the same thing.
Deciding to keep exploring, he’d carry on sneaking, now laying his eyes upon every nook and cranny of his surroundings, until he jumped in surprised at the sudden loud voice:
“GOOD MORNING, COMPETITORS! WHO’S READY FOR THE NEXT RACE?!”
Peeking out of cover, Gingerbrave’s eyes widened as he took in the view. Many of the cookies from the small resting village were all lining up to the race track, all cheering and looking up at the witch that had announced the start of the race.
Once it began, his eyes almost sparkled when he saw it all. All the cookies running, looking like they were having the time of their lives, and the loud cheers you were giving towards the racing cookies, it almost made him feel a bit sad and jealous that he wasn’t a part of it…
Too distracted by the ongoing event, Gingerbrave accidentally knocked into a book that fell down in front of him and opened. Curious by your handwriting on it, he skimmed a few pages and realised that this book recorded all the races you had ever had… you’ve been doing this for a long time! And he and the rest of his fellow cookies of Earthbread weren’t aware of you? The very first nice witch in probably forever?
Beginning to see this place in a new light, he began coming up with a plan to tell his friends about this new discovery… and possibly to sneak into your lair again and maybe try to disguise as your racer cookies too… all for the chance of getting to participate in on the fun, and receiving your wonderful cheers too…
Now you have two groups of cookies sneaking into your races, trying to blend themselves in as a part of the cookies you baked. They were all confident you wouldn’t notice the difference.
You did.
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