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modmad · 1 year
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Well As That Just Happened
this seems like a good time to mention that if you are at all interested in listening to the Taffy Train Saga the playlist is here on youtube!
it's just a bunch of us goobers playing DnD with various bootleg toon/viddy game characters and having a very good time that doesn't get at all dramatic or sad (it does. don't worry about it.) it is VERY unpro, we are just homebrew humble folk here for the shenanigans anyway I did put a lot of effort into writing the thing and my players did a marvellous job of disembowelling it completely and I think it might be the best thing I ever did for DnD soooo??? yeah!
there is also a masterpost for Toonkind DnD (now including a huge database of transcripts!) for if you want to learn more about this lovely homebrew created by @yunisverse
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spectralhaunts · 1 year
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Big win for small dnd community known as toonkind we feel seen
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heroes-wear-green · 1 year
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SHE HAS TASTED SWEET VICTORY
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taffywabbit · 3 months
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a cover of "Panic Station" by Muse, ideally suited for chases through futuristic train platforms full of loop-de-loops and hostile robots!
usually I have a really hard time doing arrangements of existing songs, but I felt unusually motivated to tackle this one and managed to see it thought to completion! (took me a while because I kept spending too much time jamming out to what I already had done instead of working on the next parts lol)
♫ made with OpenMPT! ✎ cover art by me! ► SoundCloud link: https://soundcloud.com/taffywabbit/turmoil-terminus-zone ★ original song (for comparison): https://youtu.be/vk24UKKI4yY?si=RdQkA4BAHoRX1d7P
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and here's the full-size cover art, while i'm at it!
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Poll: Iron Girder from Discworld vs the Taffy Train from Toonkind DND
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musubiki · 10 months
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recently thinking about restructuring the timeskip period of tcwg.,..
before its essentially "mochi leaves to train her growing magic alone -> the rest of them stay together and do guild things", but i might change it to "mochi leaves to train her weird magic alone -> the rest of them break off and do their own thing for a few years"
which makes more sense since none of them know when/if mochi was ever gonna come back to them, so the mindset would eventually shift to "well we cant wait around forever, might as well move on with life"
and then when mochis magic is done growing and her training is finished, SHE has to go find THEM scattered across the central kingdom and find out if they even want to be in the guild again (they do)
taffy and coco stayed together (he didnt want to be apart from her) and stayed in a city in between their hometown and the capitol city. medium sized dock city where taffy could be close to the ocean still.
oscar went with coco and taffy for a while, but ended up moving to the capitol and when they find him he bought a house?? (and maybe owns his own business too?? no one knows how things happen to him)
lime stayed extremely active in the magic community. often moving from place to place every few months whenever he wanted and regularly did magic side quests (and the underground ring obviously). he would visit oscar and coco/taffy every so often to check in on them.
none of them ever really abandoned the magic side of the world and often did little magic side quests where they could, but taffy/coco/oscar had much more of a normal life with a home and job compared to lime (when you ask him about it he'll say something about "expanding his horizons/seeing the world/improving himself/didnt really find a place he liked and wanted to stay in for a very long time", and while thats all true the overarching reason is "searching for mochi")
(the underying plot of the timeskip/post-timeskip is that the power of magic in general is growing beyond what anyone had seen before. the reason mochi had to leave is because at the end of the first arc, her magic was supposed to be done growing and she could relax but it didnt stop. so pom took her somewhere to get a handle on it where she could essentially go ham and not hurt anyone by accident, since even pom didnt know how much she was going to be capable of eventually.
after a few years it eventually does stop growing, and poms new quest for mochi is to visit the other witches and investigate what is causing the magic to react in such a weird way, and for that she needs her guild back)
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chloedoesart · 1 year
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Here's a couple of concept sketches for Can't Fight Fire with Fire because we went through a lot of different ideas.
We ended up choosing the fire one, because once we realized both characters were fire-coded, we thought it would be fun to give them a challenge. That is, to force them to stop a fire rather than start one.
The Engineer belongs to @modmad
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jacqcrisis · 2 years
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People in the banpitbulls subreddit are something else. The vast majority of dogs belonging to the various bully breeds we collectively call 'pit bulls' go through their entire lives without a problem but if you just listened to them, every single one if those dogs will murder a minimum of seven school buses full of orphans by the time they are five.
Yes, it is a dog with a high prey drive that needs an experienced owner and plenty of exercise and mental stimulation in order to properly keep it. Yes, they should be leashed, properly socialized, trained well, and under supervision around children and smaller animals AS ALL DOGS SHOULD as every dog has the capacity to do a lot of harm. Yes, the five or six different bully breeds are responsible for more attacks than any single other breed. Yes, pibble advocates can be annoying, insensitive, and get a lot of the nitty gritty wrong.
But no, not every pit bull type dog is a ticking time bomb monster whose planning to eat you, your family, your other dog, and your house. In fact, statistically, most of them will not be a problem. Stop having a panic attack or a rage induced aneurysm every time you see someone posting a picture of their bully being cute.
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Ferd could not remember how he got here. Where... was 'here'...? His head ached something terrible,, and the dull throb pulsing on a high-ish left point on his forehead alerted him to be probably being knocked-out previously by blunt-force trauma,,,. A wetness was steadily dripping down his left brow, sticking his eyelashes with dark red with every blink. Ferd lifted his shoulder, and the light, metallic clink had him finally casting his gaze to his surroundings. Oh. There was somebody slumped behind him, the reason for the heavy weight leaning against his back, but he couldn't make out their face with the angle and how black fuzz was eating the edges of his vision,,. Distantly Ferd registered the steady rocking and clinking of a train's movement as he blinked. He licked his lips, noting how chapped and cracked they were despite him last remembering them soft under a layer of peach chapstick... and opened his mouth a crack, wincing as it pulled at his skin. ".....Wha.....-?"
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floral-hex · 2 years
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Went on a little train ride through some of the Ozark mountains in Arkansas yesterday. Very beautiful ride. Some of the bridges were over 100 feet up. It was only 3 hours round trip, but it was lovely.
Also, there’s me trying to look like I’m interesting and not just taking a shitty selfie.
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yell0wrabb1t · 7 months
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Sorry for abruptly stopping to rebloging stuff, I am being consumed by Disney ducks obsession again
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modmad · 1 year
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This train competition is amazing! Gotta say though I’ve been voting Taffy Train this whole time I would not have gotten as into TTRPGs if it wasn’t for Taffy Train being my intro to them. And from the second I first saw the design I said “that’s the coolest train I’ve ever seen”.
UWHAHAHGUHFDAHHWGHHOKAY ;A;
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deaddovedecadence · 5 months
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Title: The Beginning (sunshine verse)
Warning(s): threats of violence, manipulation, possessive and obsessive behavior
Summery: Jason has finally been brought home, only to meet his newest sibling. They have a talk
Jason wakes up in a familiar room. It's a perfectly tidy room, no specks of dust anywhere, a perfectly ordinary room, but it feels dangerous anyways. He isn’t cuffed down but it feels dangerous anyways. He takes a look around the room, noting the unbarred windows (probably electrified) and a door he knows leads to the bathroom. The room to leave the room is perpendicular to his bed so he shifts, moving so that he can see who comes in and face all threats directly. For a long while there is absolutely no movement, and eventually his body relaxes itself, even with his mind screaming danger.
 He’s been here before, escaped from here before, been (loved) hated here before, and he is foolish enough to think that escape will be an option for a long while. Security will be up for sure as well as it’s six incredibly well trained people (Dick, Cass, Tim, Damian, Bruce, Alfie) against him, and he’s been out of the game for a while. For a moment, he’s reminded of Dick, who’s rebellion is still the stuff of legends in the crime community, and the cops that try ever hard to catch them.He wonders what this will be considered, a rebellion or a temper tantrum. He was there when Bruce and Dick finally fought it out. Both of them still carry the scars. Will it be like that for him, or will they trap him in a golden cage?
There’s a knock on the door, and he’s more surprised than anything else. The knock, while polite, is unfamiliar, not matching the cadence of any of the others. Dick’s knock, twice in a row before a pause, is bright and cheerful, Cass climbs through the window, Tim’s, thrice,  rapid and soft, Damain’s, continuous, loud and quick, Bruce’s, four times, slow and thudding, and Alfie’s once, a gentle warning. This knock is thrice, rapid and not too loud. The knock comes again, unchanging. He has no choice and he knows that, but at least his damnation can be on his terms. “Come in,” he snaps, and the door opens. He’s unsurprised when the figure is unfamiliar. The figure is on the taller side, with dark brown skin and a warm smile. “Hey Jason,” the figure says, “I’m Duke, I use they/them pronouns.” Duke’s accent is all gotham, thick and weaving into his words, like taffy getting caught on its stretcher. 
“Why’d they send you? Testin’ the new meat on me?” Duke’s smile stays warm even though their dark brown eyes flare a bright vivid yellow, and the light levels in the room drop for a second. Jason can’t help but startling because he’s facing a fucking meta. “I’m his newest adoptie, and if you must know, I’ve already completed testing and my time as new meat.” The implications of that remain unspoken. Bruce went and adopted a fucking meta while Jason was gone, huh? That’s a thing he doesn't have words for. 
“May I sit on the bed with you?” Duke says politely, gesturing to the bed. What the fuck is going on here? There is no one in this family that asks for anything so why is the newbie doing it? Jason ends up just shrugging which Duke takes as a yes because suddenly there’s another person on the bed, arranging into a sort of criss-cross that reminds  Jason of Dick. 
“Why are you here?” he demands, sharp. Duke shrugs, “family thought you’d do better with someone that hasn’t met you ‘stead of someone you know ‘cause I’m more like to be neutral and calmer with you.” It’s not a bad way of thinking about it and the kid ain’t even wrong. If Bruce or Dick or anyone else was in here it’d probably be a screaming match already. Duke arranges more on the bed, and fixes Jason with a look that reminds him exactly of Alfred. “There are three things that I’m here to go over with you but I figured you might wanna know we got your friend in the next room over.” he pales, thinking of everything his family would do to his friend, the person that dragged him away from crime and gave him a way to bring them down. Because of his carelessness, his friend is in the next room over, the perfect leverage to keep him complaint, to keep him here, all because he was stupid. 
“This can go two ways,” Duke says calmly, “I give Dames the go ahead to do what he wants with your little friend or you and I make a deal.” It’s a good offer, especially considering how his family is, actually it’s almost too good. He narrows his eyes at Duke, who sits serenely on the bed. “Okay, cut the bullshit. Why are you offering me anything?” he snaps, and Duke smiles. “It’s pretty simple actually. You are a member of my family, and that means that I want to help you. Plus helping you and your friend benefits me in the long run.” Simply put, but still, it feels like there’s something that Duke isn’t saying. “What’s going to happen to them?” he says, referring to his friend. Duke pulls out a phone instead of answering, scrolling through something before looking up at him. “They woke up asking for you. I gave you your options. Do with them as you will.” 
Jason doesn’t like this. “If I made a deal with you,” he says carefully, “they stay safe.” Duke nods. He steadies himself, and says the damning words. “I want to make a deal,” 
And Duke smiles.
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The second that Duke leaves Jason’s room, Dick is all over them. “How is he?” Dick asks, bouncing absently on the balls of his feet. Duke gestures to the door, signing ‘Jason hear us. Kitchen now.’ Dick nods and follows after them, humming something to himself, and chewing on his nails. Duke doesn’t sit down when they get to the kitchen, bustling around and prepping something, probably tea, for themelf.
 Out of all of them, it’s Duke who’s taken to Alfred’s lessons the best, learning everything from new ways to cook to the best ways to hide poison in a drink. Like most of his siblings, being subtle does not come naturally to Duke and Alfie has taught them the more subtle nuances of things, ranging from soup spoons and good manners to the proper spoon and/or fork for taking out someone’s eye. 
At Duke’s raised eyebrow, Dick sits, leg bouncing under the table. Duke sits down after their tea finishes, holding a steaming mug. “What did he say?” Dick demands. Duke takes a sip of tea and begins, “first of all, you owe me. I was right about Jason reacting better to me than you.” Dick settles a little bit, laughs, “okay, okay petit, we’ll head to the beach this weekend. Tell me about our brother.” 
Duke frowns, “He agreed to make a deal with me to keep his friend safe.” There’s a but there and he knows it. “What’s wrong?” Duke shrugs, “He’s planning an escape already, I can see it in his eyes.” For all of Jason’s abilities, his eyes have always been very obvious. 
“What are you planning to do?” “I already laid the groundwork.” 
“What do you want for their safety?” Jason demands, all cornered prey animal, obvious in the slant of his teeth, in the way that he tenses. In contrast Duke is the predator, aware that it’s prey is cornered. “Let’s play a game. I’m going to flip a coin, you’re going to call it midair, and for every one you get right, you get to ask me a question. If you get it wrong I get to ask you a question.” Jason takes it in, trying to see if there’s a way that he can get out of it before he nods. 
Duke flips the coin after showing him both sides. They flip it in midair, and Jason calls heads, “Tails.” Duke says evenly, not gloating or teasing like Damian or Tim would. “What’s your question?”
It’s a small, calm smile given to him and yet this is the first time that Duke has ever felt like a threat. “Where did you spend your time?” It’s an oddly easy question to answer, not prodding or pushing like someone else would. He shrugs, “I went pretty much everywhere that Bruce doesn’t have business in. I wanted to see the world on my own terms,” without Bruce’s influence, he doesn't say. Duke nods, and gives him a little smile. “Okay, let's go again.” 
Again he’s shown both sides of the coin before Duke flips it, and he calls, “Heads,” midair. It comes back down and when Duke shows it to him, it releases as tails. “Fuck,” Jason snaps, and Duke’s serene smile does not waver.  “Why the police?” Duke asks. Another easy one, “I wanted to make sure that even if I went missing, they’d know, they’d do something.” Duke snorts, and then looks almost soberly at him. “Your entire police force answered to Nightwing.” He can’’t help the horror that courses through his body at the idea that he was never safe, that he never had a chance to get free. 
“Why are you telling me this?” He snarls, and Duke, doing something that seems to have become a trend, smiles serenely. “Because you deserve to know, and the others didn't want me telling you.” 
“Did he really believe that?” Dick snorts. Duke nods. “I’m almost disappointed in him. He seems to have forgotten all of his training.” See Duke excels in several things but most of all they fuck with the truth in a way that almost no one else in the family does. Even Cass sometimes has problems understanding if they’re telling the truth because Duke bends it just enough that his body language reflects the idea of truth when that isn’t the full story. 
“Last time, “Duke says cheerfully, showing him both sides of the coin once again. “Pick your poison.” It’s thrown up into midair and Jason pays careful attention the to amount of flips and calls, “tails,” right as it’s coming down. Duke gives him a steady grins and opens his palm to revel, “heads.” It takes everything in Jason not to start swearing. 
He feels watched, like his skin’s been pulled back for Duke to see all the scars as the meta considers his final question. “Why are you so afraid of being considered bad?” Not fucking easy. “You tense up when I mentioned our siblings, and from what I know you left bruce because of your morals.” He stops, and tries to put into words something that Duke will never be able to understand. 
“Have you ever been so happy that you’d do anything to continue that happiness?” Duke nods, “I have, yes.” Jason snorts, “well that was my life before I realized that my happiness comes from the suffering of other people, that I’m only good in bruce’s eyes and to everyone else I’m a monster. I didn’t want to be a monster so I left.” 
To his surprise, Duke does not make a noise or call his reasons stupid like Tim or Damian would. They just nod, and say quietly, “Thank you for sharing. Your friend will be safe until you attempt to escape.”
As Duke leaves, Jason realizes that Duke says until, and not if.
“Our brother is fucking stupid,” Dick says, “he fucking left because he thought that he was bad, just ugh. I want to stab him for that.” Duke, calm as always, reminds him, “Jase was older when Bruce took him in. Don’t you remember how much trouble you had with me?” It’s enough that Dick stops holding his knife like he’s going to go upstairs and hurt something (or someone). “You were trouble but at least you were logical about your protesting. Jason is just being stupid.” 
That gets a soft laugh from his younger sibling. “Well perhaps changing our guest will help Jason change too.” 
A feral smile, “you might just be right about that petit.”
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prettynice8 · 5 months
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Kinkmas Day 12: Lingerie
Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x male reader
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This guy
Summary: So, you say some shit to Bakugo, and he WRECKS your uniform, making Kirishima kinked up
Warnings: Kissing, biting/markings, sex, lingerie DUH but in the form of a torn-up costume.
Word count: 1,356
You were practicing, which you don't often do. Fighting fellow children to get better at ruthlessly beating the shit out of other people in the future, not exactly your thing. Though today was different because you heard that it was a men's only practice, fucking score. None of those women ruining anything by being there, now you could admire your classmates without anyone intervening, and this practice went hard as fuck, tee hee.
Everyone was in their hero outfits to make it seem more real, and holy shit were you wet, watching people duke it out, everyone surrounding them, cheering them as their sweaty bodies clash into one and other.
The people fighting currently were Bakugo, who was possibly the most annoying kid in the grade, and Kirishima, who was one of the hotter men, especially in that shirtless costume, you would fuck both of them honestly.
When the fight was done, everyone went off to do their own training, except you, who just stood there, only being here to ogle at the hot men. You just kind of stayed in a corner uncomfortably, your skin tight costume not helping much.
You just stood there until finally Bakugo came over to you screaming.
"What the fuck are you doing just standing here idiot!" He shouted, coming really close to you, so much so you could feel his hot breath on your face. He had that angry look on his face.
"Fuck off, I'm not affecting your life at all, go thrust your dick in a hot pocket or whatever desperate people like you do." You flared back. You honestly weren't even that mad at what he said, you just really didn't like him, doesn't mean you wouldn't suck his dick until it turned into laffy taffy though.
He stared back at you, rage filling his face. He grabs you by the chest, surprisingly having a firm grip with how tight it is.
"LISTEN HERE MOTHER FUCKER, BITCHES LIKE YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! I WILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP; I WILL EXPLODE THAT STUPID LOOK ON YOUR FACE WHORE!" He shouted at you once again, this time a lot more aggressive as you can tell with the all caps. You just stared at him, completely apathetic to his tantrum. It was also at this point that his little bitch drew attention to the two of you.
"You would like to fuck my shit up wouldn't you queer." You said, looking him dead in the eye. Every He looks PISSED, his grip previously on your costume is now caging you in, the smell of smoke originating from his hand is apparent in the air.
Kirishima notices this and actually worries that Bakugo might kill you and goes in between the two of you. Bakugo tries to reach over him but is unable to.
"FIGHT ME YOU PUSSY!" He shouted, now just spewing shit out of his mouth.
"Bakugo, calm down." Kirishima demanded gently in his sweet smile. "You're being over dr-"
"Sure," you cut Kirishima off.
Everyone stared at you, astonished, the queer that just sits there and looks pretty is actually going to fight Katsuki Bakugou, and that's exactly what you do.
It's an epic battle, truly one for the ages. Every hero in training there is astonished with how well you hold yourself, not faltering once. Such a duel that would rival the best in his- and you lost immediately.
Twinks can't fight as easily as that, which is your excuse when everyone asks you what kind of pathetic excuse of a fight was that, if it could even be called such.
Oh, and there's one other thing. Bakugo let off quite the explosive blast and uh, completely wrecked your costume, and I mean WRECKED. It is in tatters, holes and tears throughout the whole thing. You also don't have anything under it because of how fucking breath takingly tight it is... including underwear.
So here you are, standing practically naked in front of all of your classmates. Not a word from any of them, they're all too stunned to speak, except for that cocky bastard Bakugo.
"Fucking slut, I knew you couldn't fight for shit." He degraded, laughing his ass off.
"As if this wasn't your plan this entire time, trying to see me naked. That's really weird Bakugo, why would you do something like that? I would've done it if you just asked." You teased, causing his rage to boil back up to the surface. He walks towards you, ready to beat the shit out of you again, but Kirishima stands between the two of you once again as well.
He puts his hands in front of both you and Bakugo, separating the two of you. Kirishima tries to fight off Bakugo once again as he screams at you.
"FUCKING WHORE BITCH SLUT, SAY THAT TO ME ONE MORE TIME!"
"God you're thirsty for me." You said, not affected by any part of this whole ordeal. Kirishima continues to struggle with Bakugo, fending him off from attacking you. During his attempt, he accidently grips onto your exposed nipple tightly, causing both of you to blush, and pull away from each other. This leaves Bakugou with the perfect opportunity to charge after you, in which Kirishima catches him in the act, throwing him to the ground.
Kirishima then leads you out of the area so you can change, among other things. You just go along with it, rather be here than out where everyone can see you naked, you'd rather do it in a place that isn't so chilly.
You think he's just being a nice guy, until he leads you into the supply room. He locks the door behind the two of you, then kissing you deeply, in which you instantly reciprocate.
"I'm sorry, but you just looked so hot with that tattered uniform." He apologized.
"I usually have that effect on people." You bluntly said, he laughs at your remark before going back to kissing you. Sticking his tongue in your mouth, exploring it. He then entangles his tongue with yours.
He then lays kisses down your neck, stopping when he gets down to your nipples, sucking and nipping at them. His hands then go down to grab your exposed ass, causing a loud moan to exude from your mouth.
Then, to your surprise, he takes off his pants and reveals his girthy cock with a medium length, a big red bush at the base. He picks you up by your thighs, you react instantly by wrapping your legs around his hips as he sets your back to the wall.
"Are you ready?" He asked,
"Fuck me already." You responded, horny as all hell.
Fuck you he does, shoving his big dick in your ass. He starts off slowly, easing in so he doesn't hurt you. He kisses you, hoping for you to calm down so he can ease in better, which works quite well.
He starts to speed up, making you moan much louder. He then starts to lick open parts of your costume that lead straight to your skin. The feeling of his warm tongue causes you to moan somehow even louder.
He starts to exclusively lock on your perky nipples, using his shark teeth to nibble at them. The sensation of his teeth on your sensitive nips nearly enough to make you cum from that alone, but when you add his dick pounding into your ass makes your climax all the closer.
His hands have a bruising grip on your ass as he thrusts up into you continuously, chasing both of your climaxes, which is exactly what happens.
You cum all over his stomach, he follows in closely after a few more thrusts, shooting his thick load in your ass.
"Holy fuck that was amazing." He panted, head laying on your shoulder while he quickly gasped for breath. He then sets you on the ground, holding you steady so you don't fall over on the floor with your shaky legs.
"Let's do it again." You said, leaving the room, still wearing the torn uniform.
THE END
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brittle-doughie · 1 month
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Welcome Back, Handycookie.
Here’s some Context for y’all unaware
Whistling as you went about sweeping and mopping the floors after a long day, you head to where the lockers were for a nice drink to really cool down after your efforts at the sauna today.
Until you received a notification on your phone.
Croissant Cookie: “Yo, best buddy! The TBD is back in action! Come on over and say hello to everyone again!”
Oh, the TBD was back on? Well, you’ll just text Croissant that you’ll be on your way on the train to the department. You wondered if your workspace was untouched…until another phone buzz shook you out of your buzz.
Timekeeper Cookie: “I hate to be kept waiting. You’re coming now.”
Before Timekeeper pulled you through the e phone and out the other side at the TBD.
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“Welcome back, my lovely handycookie. How was your break?”
You much preferred NOT being brought here by one of Timekeeper’s bizarre abilities. What was Sauna Egg going to think of your sudden disappearance?
“Forget about him, you’re right back where you belong! Croissant Cookie even took the liberty of tidying up your place before your arrival! Although, she was snooping around in the meantime….”
Croissant was what?
“Oh nothing. With the restructuring of the department back to code, I just couldn’t wait to have you back here! You are the only thing keeping me from being bored out of my mind.”
“Don’t let me keep you waiting though, head to your space. I look forward to having you back under my watch~”
And just like that, Timekeeper was gone. Alright…you headed to where your workspace was at usually and thank goodness it remained mostly unchanged.
“Ooh! Is that Y/N Cookie?”
“Yes, it’s them…”
“Oh oh! Y/N Cookie! Over here!”
You turn your attention back out the hallway to see two cookies approaching you. One was pretty unfamiliar to you and the other being Marble Bread Cookie.
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“Hey, Y/N Cookie…”
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“Hello to you, Y/N Cookie! We meet at last! I’m Schneeball Cookie, from the Relic Management Division! You know that division, right? My coworker Maple Taffy Cookie is also there?”
Oh right. How could you ever forget such a cookie like Maple Taffy Cookie…
“It’s a pleasure to have been recognized and given a promotion. It means you’ll be seeing me much more often! Marble Bread Cookie too!”
“I got the memo too. I don’t like the thought of more work, but i can’t really reject a potential pay increase…and seeing you more often I guess….”
These two? Odd, thought Maple Taffy or maybe even…Dark Fondue Cookie would get the promotion more likely.
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Croissant Cookie opens the door to your workspace suddenly, making you jump a little!
“You kept me waiting a bit, pal! It’s going to be so awesome to be working together again! Oh, it’s Schneeball and Marble Danish Cookie! I see you’ve met my best friend here!“
Well, it’s good to be working at the TBD again.
Though you did want to ask why Croissant is hiding your TBD uniform behind her back?
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Poll: Thomas the Tank Engine vs the taffy train from toonkind DND
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