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azlrse · 24 days

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➳ unintentionally (a boothill x gn!spouse!reader oneshot)

cw: major angst w/ open ending, reader has a bruise (unintentionally) from their ranger husband, accidental slap (also unintentional), established relationship, married au, lots of apologies and crying present here, ooc boothill (first time writing for him)

a/n: alright, as soon as i saw boothill for the first time, I was like "bet lemme write something for him". he's gonna be ooc cause 1. i didn't play the game yet (cries incompatible tablet) and 2. i am still learning the roots of this game's lore (and him once he's released) lol

!! fic contains sensitive topic, steer clear if this fic ain't your piece of cake !!

"darlin'?" a voice called out in the side of the storage room. "please come out, i-i didn't mean to hit you and im really sorry.." your husband called out for you softly to avoid scaring you further. his constant knocking and coercing you to come out lasted for 5 minutes, making you curl up further within the corner of the walls. "leave me alone.." you meekly spoke, voice still hoarse from your earlier cries as you held your bruised, swollen face.

his constant knocking just faded away as you sobbed, using your free hand to wipe away your snot and tears dripping from your face. if you just steer clear from him and not pestering him because of his anger, you wouldn't be hit and to be screamed by boothil to just leave him alone. you knew that your husband is like a dynamite, ready to explode at any moment due to his occupation. boothill assures you that he will never lay a hand on you, even when the both of you are either arguing or disagreeing over something that's simple and stupid.

but this day, he broke that one promise that kept you safe since the day he asked you out. just because of his anger towards that one outlaw who's on the run for weeks. almost captured but alas, his luck ran out once again as the prisoner kept on taunting him that he will never be caught by him.

boothill, on the other side of the door, won't give up as he waits for you to open the door and letting him treat your bruised lip and swollen cheek. he knows that it's not an excuse for him to let out such anger towards his spouse. guilt kept on creeping through his system, hearing you sobbing telling him to just leave you alone. "im sorry, sugar.." he sadly spoke, reluctantly returning to the sleeping quarters that the both of you shared.

at around 4:30 am, he quietly opens the door of the storage room and looks around to see if you are sleeping soundly; tear stains on your face, a bruised and swollen cheek, and using a rolled towel as your pillow. his heart shattered what he has done to you and knew that he doesn't deserve your forgiveness. he feared that there will be a day that you would leave him all by himself, all because of how he acted towards his own emotions and anger.

boothil scooped you into his arms as your head leaned towards his warm body. he knew that you liked it when you huddled close towards his chest as he placed a chaste kiss on your head. placing you on the shared bed, he cleans your bruises and places an ice pack on the side of you. he stared at your sleeping face for sometime before he murmurs soft apologies to you, even promising that he will never do again.

the soft light from the curtains woke you up from your sleeping slumber after the ordeal last night. 'strange..' you thought to yourself as you saw the ceiling of the bedroom you shared with your husband, not the plain white ceiling from the storage room where you seek safety during your husband's anger episode. you placed a hand on your bruised cheek and felt a small gauze on top of it and a bit of cold from the ice pack he placed on the side of your face last night.

you tried to get off the bed but felt a robotic arm wrapped around your waist. "no, no..." boothill softly murmurs. "five more minutes sugar, needin' you here right now.." a wave of anxiousness just came rushing towards you as you saw your husband on the bed with you, snuggling as he finally woke up from his sleep; his cropped jacket is gone and only had a pair of short as his sleeping attire, his hair smells like newly lit cigarettes from his trip to the saloon yesterday.

if you aren't anxious, you would be flustered of his appearance.

"mornin' sugar.." he softly spoke as he leans in to give you a kiss. afraid, you quickly jumped off the bed and quickly make a beeline for the storage room once again. "w-wait!" his quick reflexes caught your arm. "don't leave me, let's talk it here my love. I know what I did is unacceptable and I'm really sorry for hitting you." Silence looms within the bedroom as you eyes avoided his. "Please.." He pleaded, his eyes soften as guilt crept on his back.

it's up to you to decide of you should stay for him or choosing your own peace...

a/n: not my best work but hopefully you guys liked my take on boothill (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)♡

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#cw slight violence #cw angst #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr boothill #honkai star rail #hsr angst #boothill x reader #boothill #boothill x you #boothill angst

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azlrse · 3 months

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– basically idia's married life with mc

#goddamn still alive everyone #busy due to college but pretty much active here #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst idia #idia shroud #twst idia shroud x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia x mc #twst headcanons #disney twst #twst wonderland #idia x reader #idia shroud x yuu

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➳ pater noster (a yandere!om!belphegor x gn!nun!reader) w/ a hint of solomon x reader

synopsis: some faces are not meant to be trusted but what if your faith towards father himself was just a mere illusion? or is it perhaps that the prince of sloth took a liking for you and do whatever it takes for your innocence to be tainted.

cw: yandere themes, religious au, gore (includes mutilation and blood), minor character death, manipulation, fic has a cliffhanger.

a/n: happy halloween everyone! this fic has been kept on my notes for over a year now and publishing it in the spirit of halloween (also college has been killing me slowly so this is the reason why I am not that active here anymore ;_;;).

No one knew how humankind can feel the sense of paranoia when attending the church’s grounds, despite it’s gruesome and horrid history from the 18th century. Some say that it’s because of the church’s dark history while the others passed down the same story that you heard from your childhood that several unrested souls had haunted these holy grounds you stood above since the day you’ve arrived. Thus, beginning your mission as a devoted nun to the high divines.

You didn’t blame those people. After all, the church had stood from thousands of years ago as many of your ancestors were executed for the sake of appeasing the gods, or perhaps is it the demons who are offered these so-called sacrifices. You didn’t believed the words from that crazy woman you’ve encountered this morning that a demon took it’s residence in the catacombs below the old ancestral chruch, knowing that those words are nothing but blasphemy, words that could taint the same people you’ve worshipped and adored.

As the bells of St. Michael Parish had rung, signifying that the mass (which had begun an hour ago) had concluded. Many of the people (who attended) and your peers had left, ready to celebrate grace together with their beloved families, going out to eat or spending time alone in the covenants while a certain nun had stayed behind to make up for the missing prayer they missed this morning.

Speaking in the words of old religion, they closed their eyes and began their session alone to give their thanks to Father himself. The empty church had given (M/C) the sense of peace and quiet they needed after hearing such loud noises during the day, preventing them from having a peace of your mind and soul. They firmly gripped the small rosary that they’ve kept on the side of their habit as they spoke the prayer that indicates the beginning of their daily prayer.

“In nomine Patris et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti”

As you lit the candle, you think about your own family. How are your siblings doing? Are your parents doing fine since your departure? Are they well? Do they missed you terribly?

They prayed for an hour, forgetting about the concept of time and was contented with Father hearing their prayers. Each hail mary’s and our father are spoken many times and it finally concluded with a small “amen.” You feel the soreness of your knees from kneeling on the tuffet as you stood up and make the sign of the cross while staring into the giant cross you say your prayers with. Before you went back to the covenant to join the others, you lit a candle and spoke a small prayer before you make your way towards the others.

Of course they are. After all, you almost recieved countless of messages from your family about your well-being. You spoke your prayers towards them for they will have a good and lasting life, away from the dangers lurking around their lives. You’ve closed your eyes for a bit until a voice interrupted your alone time. “Making up for the missing prayer for this morning, (M/C)?”

“Ah!” You jumped from the voice behind you. “Father Solomon! I didn’t know that you’re here for your nightly walks. You scared me for quite a bit and yes, I did make up for this morning’s prayer.” He replied with a soft hum and lights up another candle for him to say his thanks before he calls it a day. The looming light for the tainted windows of the solemn adds some light aside from the many candles that was lit as the buildings source of light. You find peace within these walls and the peaceful silence doesn’t even bother you, contented with your closest friend by your side.

Speaking of your friend, he breaks the silence and asks a single question that sparked up your curiosity. “Say my friend,” He solemnly spoke, lighting another candle but this time, the color of the candle he lit up was black. “Do you believe these rumors that the demons roaming this sacred grounds? Aren’t you afraid of such creatures who would lured humanity into an endless pit of sin and everlasting pain?”

Hearing that question makes your skin crawling and feeling uneasy. Speaking this kind of question during night time is kinda scary and quite unnerving at the same time. You didn’t want to upset your friend and just went with the flow upon answering his question. “While I do believe in the concept of those creatures, yes. I believe that the demons are still roaming around these holy grounds, tempting for us to succumb into their sin and no, I am not scared. Don’t you forget that one of my closest friends is an exorcist?” You patted his back as you refer to the young priest as your closest friend. The old bell rang from the tower above, signifying that the time for prayer and seclusion has been completed and what better way to call it a day was to eat dinner together with your fellow nuns.

“Now, come along now, Father Solomon. We don’t wanna miss out today’s dinner special won’t we?” Before you make your way towards the kitchen, Father Solomon stopped you on your tracks, held your hand and gave you something. “Wait, my friend. There’s something I should give you.” He handed you an item that was small and light, the first thing you thought that the item you hold was a small jewelry of some sort. “Think of this as my gift of appreciation for being one of my most trusted friends.” The priest then opens his hand and showed you a ring. The ring looks really minimal with the exception of a purple gem on top of the small jewel.

“I found this while I was tending in the gardens the other day and it turns out that this precious gem doesn’t have an owner. Plus, the color kinda reminds me of you and I want you to have it.” Speechless, you took the ring from his hands and slipped it right into your ring finger. It was a perfect size! It wasn’t loose nor tight. You loved this ring but you’re still hesitant upon accepting your friends small gift. Solomon noticed that you were nervous and hesitant on wearing that ring. “Don’t worry about that ring being cursed. For I have already blessed it with the blessings from the celestial realm. That ring definitely can protect you from any harm.”

His words convinced you that this ring wasn’t cursed but just an ordinary ring. You slipped it right back to your ring finger and thanked your friend for the small gift he gave you. “Now come on, let’s get to the cafeteria first before we ran out of those delicious juice they served!”

“You can go first, my friend. There’s something I need to tend in the gardens. I don’t want the children to be playing outside of the gardens this late.” You nodded and proceeded to walk towards the dining area where the rest of your peers gathered. It was quite unusual for your friend to tend the gardens this late, considering that the children are given strict rules when it comes to them roaming around the grounds without adult supervision. Plus, Father Solomon only tended the gardens every Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays.

Today was Thursday and it was supposed to be his turn the next day, which is strange to say the least. As oblivious as you are, you shrugged it off, thinking that it was just a mishap or just a mere coincidence that happened today.

The dinner was good and not long after you finished your meal, everyone in the room heard a scream from the outside. Children are escorted and ran outside from the dormitories, which is led by the nun who took charge in watching over them. “What happened?!” The reverend mother spoke as the young nun shook in fear while trying her best to answer her question. “The demon attacked them! I saw the creature devouring the poor child in front of my eyes! A creature surrounded by darkness as their teeth feast on the poor child!” You hugged the shaken nun, collapsing into your arms as she sobbed and sobbed, knowing that she failed her duty in watching over the orphans, now paranoid and scared due to what’s happening outside of their dorms.

You quickly ran outside towards the scene of the crime and what came out from your mouth was a gasp and felt the feeling of dread and nausea seething through your stomach; a child’s mangled form is laying on the floor, lifeless as blood continuously flow from it’s main source, staining the dirt below. Their eyes wide open, mouth distorted into a scream, as if they had called for help. A bite wound can be seen on the side of the child’s stomach, exposing their remains.

Colors of red and blue, flashing throughout the entire grounds, despite all the noise and commotion the police made, all you can hear was a deafening ring on your ears. Your legs gave out after you knew which child is assigned to this gruesome fate. It was none other than the child whom you’ve taken care of ever since their infancy, the same child that gave you the brightest smile you’ve ever seen and the one who made your day even better. You began to cry hysterically, catching the attention to your closest friend as he gave his shoulder to cry on.

“There there, it’s okay (M/C). I know it’s hard for you to process what happened and I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect them in time.” Solomon rubbed his hand back and forth on your back while watching their body being placed in a body bag and placed on the back on the ambulance, ready to be examined by medical professionals to see who’s the main perpetrator of this horrid crime.

You couldn’t sleep that night after you went back to your residency alone (due to Solomon being one of the people being questioned). The more you blinked, more tears slid from your cheeks, staining your pillows, thinking on what happens if you rescued them in time. Will they still be the same child you took care of? Will they grow up and obtaining their dream profession after they graduated college?

You wished those events can happen in real life but alas, they couldn’t because they finally succumb to their untimely death. You felt the numbness coursing throughout your body while staring towards the dimly lit ceiling of your room.

Despite trying you best to fall back asleep, you couldn’t shake the vivid and gruesome scene. You became scared for a bit but prayed to the celestial beings that you and the others are guided to a safer path. You prayed and prayed until you couldn’t feel your knees anymore as tears continuously poured down your cheek. After what it felt like hours, you lay down on your bed as eyes finally closed, taking a good night’s rest for tomorrow’s occasion.

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You woke up on a strange environment, standing barefoot on the stone cold ground gave you goosebumps throughout your entire body. You’re still wearing the exact same clothes you went to bed but didn’t remember that you put on the ring right before you went to bed. It’s strange to say the least, you remembered that you took off that ring and placed it right on your bedside table.

The ring itself began to glow, bright violet specks of light flickered as more fog appeared in this strange place. The more you walk in this endless loop, the more the temperature became colder and colder to the point that your body began to shiver. The thin clothing that clings to your skin doesn’t help and you felt like you’re about to pass out due to hypothermia.

Out of nowhere, a voice called out for you.

“(M/C)”

It was a man’s voice. It echoes across the void. You whipped your head back and forth to see who’s the owner of that voice. At first, you thought that it was Solomon’s voice but it isn’t or wasn’t it Simeon to begin with? No, it’s not the same person who spoke your name.

“Come home to me. For you have committed such crime and sin, a sin that belonged to one of my brothers.”

There it is again! And what crime is he talking about? You? A nun who’s devoted to Father himself, committed a sin that belonged to the 7 deadly sins? That’s absurd! You never commited such acts, not after you became a nun in the first place. “What are you talking about? Who are you and what crime did I even commit? I’ll never turn my back against God and commit a sin!”

The voice chuckled and that’s when you felt your ring finger began to tighten up. You tried removing the ring in your finger but it felt like it was glued on your poor finger. A bruise began to form on your finger as it cuts off the circulation. “Who I am doesn’t matter, little one. After all, you’re gonna meet me soon.” You screamed as the ring began to bury deep within your skin, blood dripping from the newly formed wound. “As for your crime, well. You already know what that is, my dear. You’re gonna find out about that soon. But for now,” You screamed in excruciating pain, more blood came rushing from the cut as your finger was completely cut off, laying lifelessly on the cold stone ground.

Before you know it, a shadow looms over you. Ram like horns on each side of it’s head and it gave you a eery smile, taking pleasure on the pain you just went through. It’s violet-pink eyes stared into yours and in response, you gave this malicious entity a sharp glare as you bare your teeth, both in pain and to show your bravery despite being in pain.

The demon surely loves your bravery towards him and it amuses him. He picked up your severed finger, keeping it as a souvenir and leaned in closer towards your face and spoke,

“It’s time for you to wake up.”

A sudden jolt of energy woke you up, sweat dripping down from the top of your head while the beating of your heart becomes faster and faster the more air you breathed in. You look around your room; the light of the sun seething through your window as the fresh breeze of cool air makes its way to your room. In a panic, you checked your ring finger. To your relief, it wasn’t severed nor wounds appeared around the finger. As for your ring, the simplistic jewelry is still on the same area you’ve placed since last night.

It felt so real. The pain, the blood dripping from your wound and the way your ring tightens up. You thought that when you woke up, all that was left on your finger was torn up muscles and blood staining the comfortable bed sheets. Not to mention how that mysterious entity pinpointed a crime that you didn’t even committed, let alone considering that it was also a sin.

A sin that belonged to one of his brothers.

Instead of becoming scared due to your horrible nightmare, you’ve become even more curious not only towards that entity but also to the ring Father Solomon gave you yesterday. And it looks like you have something to talk about to the young priest himself.

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“Solomon!” You called out to your dear friend from afar, seeing him reading the sacred scriptures underneath a tree that’s located from the outskirts of the old church. “There you are. I was searching for you everywhere and it’s unusual for you to be alone in this tree since you almost spend your time in your office.”

The priest only hums softly, moving aside to indicate that he’s inviting you to sit with him, which you gladly accepted. “I hope you’re doing well since the incident last night. Condolences to you and the others.” You smiled in sadness from the words you heard from him. “It’s fine, friend. They’re still trying to find the killer. I hope they caught them fast and finally have some justice to [c/n]. Poor child, may God let them rest in peace.”

You wiped off your tears, still remembering the sweet, innocent smile the child gave to you. They’re such a good kid, taking the role-model as an older sibling to the other orphans and even taking some of the blame if one of the orphans made a mistake. The thought quickly subsided, shaking your head and a serious look appeared on your face. “The kid’s not the reason why I’m here. May I ask you something, my friend?”

Solomon placed a bookmark on his book and placing it over the soft patch of grass. Wait a minute – you noticed that his eyes are quite strange; eye bags and the soft color of purple and pink hue over his brown eyes. You saw how his eyes twitched as if he didn’t sleep well last night. You’ve become so distracted over the color and the eye bags of his eyes that his voice broke your trance. “Ask away, (M/C) and I’ll try my best to answer those questions of yours.”

“Do you know this ring’s origins?” You showed him the ring around your finger. His smile widen when he saw you wearing the ring. “Quite beautiful, isn’t it?” He took your hand on his, inspecting the piece of jewelry he gave you yesterday. “Yes, I agree with you but I have a dream- nightmare rather, about this piece of jewelry.” The priest’s giddy expression suddenly dropped as soon as you mentioned the term ‘nightmare’. This concerns Solomon and he felt the atmosphere between the both of you became serious.

“What nightmare, (M/C)? Please do tell me what happened there?” You hesitated at first, still vividly remembering how a demon appeared out of nowhere as the ring began to sever your poor finger. The lingering pain still subsided within your mind, for the pain you felt was too real in the awakening world.

You randomly rubbed your hand against your ring finger while looking at the green patches of grass, noticing on how each sway of the individual leaves was caused by the cold winds blew across the courtyard. After what felt like hours, you’ve spoken about this gruesome dream of yours. “I’ve encountered something…evil from this dream of mine. I saw an entity that we feared and loathed, it’s horns are long and twisted, a tail which can choke a mere human to death in under a minute and his white sharp eyes.”

You shivered alone by just describing the demon’s features but it didn’t stop you from telling your close friend what such events had left you shaken since this morning. “I also remember how the ring you gave me tighten and remembering the pain I’ve endured as I try to pry off this cursed piece of jewelry. Believe me or not, this caused my ring finger to be severed, blood dripping non stop from my veins as I screamed in agony and pain while that demon watched me cry in satisfaction. What does that filthy creature even want from me?”

Solomon only listened to your words with a fixated expression on his face. “So your saying that this ring I gave you is the main reason why you have a nightmare last night?” You nodded, still feeling the your body shaken a little after you told your horrid story of a nightmare. “I thought this ring was blessed by you, father. Isn’t the blessing by the celestial beings cleansed this ring from the likes of 'it’?”

“I did blessed this ring. In fact, I performed a ritual that has been done way back thousands of years ago. I thought that the ring couldn’t be possessed by any entity unless..” Your priest of a friend suddenly stood in silence and after what felt like hours, he finally break the silence. “I did blessed this ring. In fact, I performed a ritual that has been done way back thousands of years ago. I thought that the ring couldn’t be possessed by any entity unles..” Your priest of a friend suddenly stood in silence and after what felt like hours, he finally break the silence.

“I think that the ring isn’t the target to begin with.” His words send chills down your spine. Hands are sweaty from paranoia and nervousness, eyes widen a bit from the words his spoke and your mouth wide agape; no words are even coming out from your mouth. Solomon looks at you in a serious manner for he knew that your life is in danger.

“The demon wants you, my friend. You are in grave danger…”

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azlrse · 7 months

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Quick question, whenever you open requests, do you do requests for the recent cookies? (Black Lemonade Cookie, Shining Glitter, Crimson Coral, etc.)

unfortunately I couldn't do some request for the newer cookies since I am quite accustomed to the one I am familiar with (refer to the masterlist for reference) due to the fact that I am not that familiar with their backstory and personality :<<

#❥ azalea answers *.✧#crk x reader #cookie run kingdom

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azlrse · 7 months

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Hi azalea! I see that u still do crk requests, im so excited to request smth!!!(it’s my first time btw)

May I request a golden cheese cookie x reader cookie dating fanfic? (Im fangirling her too much welp;-;)

It would be really nice if u take this request, love your works so much!!!🩷🩷✨✨✨

-anon💘💘

➳ anguish (a golden cheese cookie x gn!cookie!reader oneshot)

cw: pure angst, chapter 17 spoilers, major character death & spousal loss

a/n: I heed into 💘 anon's request but make it painful and a bit of angst here and there ;))

There is a time where the kingdom of gold itself isn't in a land of misery and emptiness. Streets bussing into pleasantries from other cookies to the screams of happiness from the little cookies who played within the kingdoms streets. To some, it's a nuisance to have such noise as early in the early rays of sunlight spreading through the parmesan dessert. But to some, like you and your wife, it's like a melody ringing through your heads as you both watched it's streets from the above.

Before you became Golden Cheese's spouse, you deeply admired her, not only as a ruler but also a model towards the younger cookies of her kingdom; her leadership, her strong sense of responsibility towards her people, her stubbornness and the definite model for beauty and brains. Out of all of her features, her wings are the most beautiful feature she has; a symbol of her high status and the highest form of being within her kingdom.

She loved it when you always compliment her wings, pride swelling off her chest. In fact, you still remembered the time when she carries you into the skies on your wedding night.

Many would say that the marriage is arranged, yes. Considering that you are just a mere guard who protected the young cheesebirds who are still in the process into becoming stronger like their kind but to the both of you, it's a marriage filled with so much love and happiness. A marriage that you wished for every single cookie of your wife's kingdom would flourish as many young lovers partake of your words of wisdom and guidance (about how to achieve the kind of love your wife has for you).

Life is a bliss within the Golden Cheese Kingdom....

Until the war broke out which sent your people into a state of panic. Fear and Scarcity aroses as many cookie tend to store previous goods in their homes. Children are crying, clinging into their parents and loved ones as they reassured the little ones that their warrior queen will protect them all. This is the time Golden Cheese sensed that both you and her precious cookies are in dire need of protection from Dark Enchantress's forces of evil.

The solution?

She needs to leave the kingdom's walls and fight alongside with the other rulers of various kingdoms on EarthBread.

You became scared for your wife. You pleaded, begged for her to not leave you and even offered to join her in her battle. She declined the offer, saying that she could not bare the thought of you getting injured within the hands of Dark Enchantress Cookie or worse.

"I need someone to watch over the kingdom while I am gone, my jewel. The cookies need you more than ever." She spoke, wiping your tears from your now reddened face. "I am just scared, Golden Cheese." This made the queen's heart break but by bit as she heard your fading voice that is laced with sadness and worry. "Scared of what, Reader Cookie?" You looked into her eyes, calming down for a bit upon seeing the soft look on her face. "I am scared for the cookies, the kingdom, the gold and for you. I am scared for you, my queen." You cried, gripping into her hand. "What if you don't come back? What if you became nothing but bits of crumbs left from your body? What if-" Words are cut off as soon as she hugged you tightly as possible, knowing that time is limited when such crisis is coming.

"You do not need to fear for my wellbeing, darling. For I will return victorious and we'll from this battle." She continues. "Rest assured that we'll have a picnic as a way to celebrate our anniversary when I arrive back home." Golden Cheese reassures you as her arms are still around you, kissing your head and felt the love that radiated from her spouse.

"Stay strong for me, my jewel. Promise?"

"I promise, love."

That is a bittersweet memory she kept with her mind as she returned back from the war, eager to meet and kiss you again like she use to and seeing the shimmering gold treasures and the cookies of her kingdom.

Until she saw the wasteland of what little remains of her kingdom was left.

It was silent and gray. Golden Cheese stood still as a rock, processing on what is happening and whether it's only a nightmare that projects her worse fear.

It's not sadly, this is reality and it struck her hard like a bar of gold into her head. She lost everything that her heart desires the most; her gold, her palace, her cookies-

Wait...

Where are you? Where is the cookie that is considered as the love of Golden Cheese Cookie?

She searched for you desperately, despite there is nothing but crumbs and ash left within it's grounds. Until she saw your tiara and your dough crumbs underneath the palace's remains. She cried in anger, cried in anguish as she screamed for your painful death.

Holding that was once left of you, her knees dropped to the ground and cried as if the witches heard her pleas to bring everything back; not only her kingdom, her treasures, her cookies, her friends but also her most important and precious treasure of all, her beloved Reader Cookie. Golden Cheese Cookie promises herself that she will build a new kingdom where time stands still and no cookie shall experience the loss and hardships this war caused.

Until then, she will take ahold of your tiara as a promise that she will never replace you with anyone. She would pray that when she passed on, she will be with you in the hands of the afterlife and reunite with the cookie she loves the most.

But there is a report from another cookie claiming that there is a cookie residing within a local village who looks exactly the same with the ancient's spouse....

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azlrse · 7 months

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aight my exams are done, time to do sum writing for cookie run kingdom 🚶‍♂️

#❥ spilling the tea with azalea *.✧#cookie run kingdom #crk x reader

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azlrse · 7 months

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ITSSS THE THEMMM HOLY SHITTT PARMESAN COOKIEEE 😳😳😳

HOLD ON LEMME- LEMME CATCH MY BREATH FOR A SEC--

YOU DREW THEM SO BEAUTIFULLY AND THEIR CLOTHES, PERFECTION!!!! 🌷🌷

Because my hyperfixation returned I decided to make some justoce to y old cookie run kingdom by redrawing them and actually post them this time.

Only 5 out of all 6 are my own, Parmesan is a character made by @azlrse for one of their stories.

I said that I'll draw their character together with mine a long time ago and I'm terribly sorry for that.

#❥ azalea reblogs *.✧#lovely moots 💕#i really love the way you drew the others as beautifully as parmesan!!!#cookie run kingdom #cookie run oc #cookie run original character #also you dont have to apologize ^^ <33

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azlrse · 7 months

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Hiii azalea! I just wanna ask do u still take CRK headcanon & fanfic requests? If u still take these, may I request some stuffs? Thx, love ur works!!!!💘💘💘💘

while my request box is on hold, I would love to receive some request in crk (although i am not that familiar with the new ones fhdhhd-) since my request box is kinda empty.

#❥ azalea answers *.✧#crk x reader #cookie run kingdom #i'll be a bit busy due to college but asks and requests will always be welcomed here 🫶#lovely anon asked

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azlrse · 7 months

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The Golden Cheese Cookie event is coming!

yes frfrr!!! i am coming back in playing the game as soon as my exams are finished!!

also, I'm still alive everyone and I missed you guys smm 🥹🫶🫶🫶

#❥ azalea answers *.✧#i miss you guys smm #and its been a while since ive been active here #crk coming back era?!!

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azlrse · 10 months

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➳ bittersweet act (a mammon x gn!human!reader oneshot)

cw: angst (w/ a bit of fluff), implied slut-shaming (the use of the w word), ooc characters (?), replaced!mc & student council president!mc au.

a/n: finally!! after months of writing block, I am back at writing woohoo!! this piece of mine is stuck within the drafts for months and this is badly written since I haven't write something for so long omlll 😭✋

"Hey demon," a voice called for Mammon from above. "Can you deliver these important papers to president (m/c)? I got my hands full lately and I might be in delay if I gave them the project proposal and the financial plans super late this afternoon." David came down from the ladder of the tall bookshelf and handed the second born demon two heavy folders that contains such papers that is considered as confidential. "Hey! Don't call me 'demon' and the name's Mammon! Ya hear me? I have a name!" The secretary of the human student council just rolled his eyes sarcastically. "Yeah yeah, whatever 'demon'. Just do the job and go, you're gonna give me a headache here sheesh." He replied as he uses two fingers to hold the bridge of his nose in annoyance as he walks away to sort out some documents within the office.

And it looks like not only (m/c) didn't like him, aside from his brothers who received dirty and disappointing looks from the humans they have surrounded themselves. Knowing that these exchanged students from RAD treated their president so poorly that they dug their own grave to begin with. While getting lost into his thoughts, Mammon had a hard time opening the door of the office entrance since both of his hands are occupied by the huge folders, forgetting that he's a demon to begin with and uses his magic to open the door at ease.

The long walk towards your office is grueling for the prince of greed as he felt eyes surrounding him within the halls of the school. Every whisper, every snicker and every glance of the humans he came across felt like every inch of his dignity has stripped away from his body. Not even his eyes met theirs and keeping it glued straight forwardly.

"Is this one of the demons that's an exchange student here? I thought demons are hideous to look at."

"I heard that this demon ditched our president just to be with the side piece of a human, disgusting."

"If we look at him and his co-exchange students, we might be cursed or given bad luck to our studies." "Yeah, I don't want that either"

"Do you know that one exchange student here is a whore?" "No way hahahaha"

The avatar of greed felt like his self-esteem has crumbled everytime he heard those whispers from the students, feeling like he's on your shoes when you were still a student back at RAD, being replaced at home and purposely being ignored and relentlessly bullied to the oblivion to the point that you just wanna go home to the human world. For once, Mammon felt anger, especially to that one whisper that's targeted to his dear younger brother but on the other hand, he felt sadness and upset at the same time. He knows that Mammon truly deserved to be on your shoes for once, being helpless in a world full of demons.

His thoughts are interrupted once again when he saw the sign that indicates your office. Mammon felt really nervous, even if he's seen you face to face multiple occasions in his time as an exchange student. He stood by your office door, folders by both hands as he hesitantly knocks your office door.

No answer.

He knocked once again and silence surrounded him. "Pres (m/c)?" He called out. "I got the papers here, mind if I come in and help you sort these papers out?" Still, there is no answer. Questionably, he tried twisting the knob and to his shock, it's unlocked. Mammon cautiously went inside of the air conditioned room and went to look for you. "(m/c)?" He called for you again, placing the documents on the coffee table that's just beside the sofa and saw you, passed out on the sofa, sleeping peacefully. The place is dark to begin with, only a shimmer of light coming from your desk as messy papers and important files are scattered around the table. He reminds you of his overworked brother back in the Devildom as he sighs contentedly while looking at you in awe.

Your sleeping face reminds him to the time where the two of you cuddled after dinner and doing your assignments (while nagging him to finish his). He still remembered those times where you comforted him in his sleep whenever he had nightmares and reassured him that you are not gonna die or loosing his beloved siblings. He misses those times if he's honest. Reminiscing the times that you're just the sweetest and most caring human he has met in his entire life and felt a twinge of guilt as he remembered him pushing you away for another human he caught an eye on. Your cries, your wails of pain and pleas of help were ignored by him and his brothers just to appease another human who has disdain for you.

Mammon knows that he and his brother's does not deserve such forgiveness but he believes that one day, you'll acknowledge their efforts and welcoming them back into your cold and estranged heart.

He moves a stray hair on your face just to take a look on you for the last time before he leaves, admiring your beauty since the first time he saw you as an exchange student in RAD, remembering your confused and scared expression when you first arrived at the Devildom. Mammon placed a small kiss on your forehead and whispers that he still loves you (he didn't confessed his feelings to you sooner, sadly), implying that his romantic feelings for you will never change, even if you refuse to acknowledge his presence outside of school purposes. With a final, solemn look on his face, he closed the door of your office and walks back towards the students council room to do some paper work once again, meeting up with Levi and Asmo along the way whole ranting about their experiences as an exchange student in the human world.

Little did Mammon knew, you are awake the entire time. Getting up from your sleeping position and feeling the ache from your neck from a lack of support you get from a pillow, you placed a hand on your forehead and smiled sadly from this bittersweet act from the demon you once had a huge crush on.

You may not know it but Mammon is willing to wait for you to be his once again.

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azlrse · 11 months

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Me fr

#❥ azalea reblogs *.✧#im still alive guys dw !!#idia my pookie pookie luv luv #idia my beloved #twst

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a/n: goddamn this account's dead asf but an imagine would revive this place chdhfh

cw: fluff w/ a bit of angst, au not tied in the og! storyline, ooc characters, mc didn't attended the exchange program

Imagine an AU where the reader doesn't go to RAD (not even in the Devildom) but instead, they met one of the brothers while that specific bother went on an errand in the human world. To set the scene, you accidentally dropped something that valuable and then that brother finally catches up to you, returning the said item to you. At first, each of the brothers weren't too fond of you since 1.) You are a powerless human, duh and 2.) You are a bit of a clutz and almost lost that one item that's valuable to you but as time went by, the more you met him, had some kind of small talk to him and by God's love, the shared interest you two shared (for ex: Lucifer's being old records/music, Satan's being cats, etc.), you two became friends and met each other often at the same park you dropped that item months ago.

Fast forward to 2 years and the two of you fell for each other, especially that brother who often came to the human world just to visit you. You and that brother were now dating and he's now open about his life, about his siblings and his fake occupation. Out of all the things he told you in his life, he will always kept that one secret he prays you'll never find out.

Is the fact that he's not a human but a powerful demon that's residing in the Devildom, not to mention as one of the avatars of sins. He didn't want to scare you and this man loves you so much to the point that he is willing to keep such secret in order to protect you.

And the fact that his other siblings are beginning to be suspicious about their brother visiting the human world so often that they began to follow him and eventually meeting you for the first time. Despite you being a human, they know that deep within their hearts that you are a kindhearted person that makes their brother very happy and accepted you when the two of you are now proposed.

Now, 5 years has passed and the two of you are now very happy and married.

Until that specific day wherein your husband's acting very strange lately to the point that you became worried about his health, even offering him to go to the hospital but he refused. Hell, even those late nights he came back as a red light shines through the window of your shared bedroom. You became paranoid, thinking that he might be seeing someone else and leaving you or something or someone is watching you and your husband in your quaint and quiet life in the suburbs.

But it looks like it was different.

Because the moment you came home from your errands in the supermarket, you screamed in horror at the appearance of your husband–horns on his head and wings/tail appeared on his body. Your husband forgot to change back by the time he got home and began to chase after you in an attempt to comfort you, saying that he won't hurt you. You lock yourself in the bathroom and began sobbing hysterically, yelling at the demon that he's an impersonation of your beloved husband, a monster and a human's worse nightmare.

He didn't force his way into the locked bathroom. Instead, he sat down by the door and reassures you that he's the same person you truly loved for all these years, the same man that gave you that item that almost got lost and the same man you befriended and get to know. He knows that you still don't trust him because all the secrets he kept from you, hell even his own siblings were demons and he didn't want his worse fear to happen right in front of him–leaving you for another person because this man loves you very very much.

After an hour of the ordeal, you emerged from the door and sees him on the floor, still sitting as to prevent you from being scared again. He, still on his demon form, opens his arms and hugs you very tightly as he apologizes profusely for keeping such secret Even though the two of you are in good terms, you are still wary of your husband, even if he's on his human form but it's okay. As long as you warm up to him being a demon and doesn't harm you, he is finally contented with you on his arms.

Not until you begin to constantly bug him about seeing his wings/tail excitedly but who are you to blame about admiring the appearance of your husband <33

[please credit/tag me when you compose a fic/drabble with this imagine!]

#❥ azalea daydreams *.✧#obey me x reader #obey me fic #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me imagine #obey me fluff #obey me angst #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me belphie x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me x you

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