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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 6 months

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Hey I am a fan of your writing and wanted to ask...

Yandere Whipped cream x an overworked and/or workaholic reader? Like they could never catch a break to relax and are always running around, helping others or doing their job, to the point of exhaustion?

Curious if whipped cream would just kidnap em just so he could smother them with love and make it so all they gotta do...is relax lol!

[THANK YOU SOMEONE WHO IS ALSO A FAN OF THIS MAAANNNN!!]

{Yandere Whipped Cream Cookie Headcanons}

(With a Overworked S/O)

"I hope for your happiness..."

"My dearest petal, won't you dance with me? I even stopped practicing." Whipped Cream said softly. His frosted pink eyes looked over your thinning dough.

"I REALLY wish I could Whips, but Gingerbrave asked me to find some jellies with him. And then Dinosour wanted me to check in his sister. Then there's Sugar Swan coming to visit!" You list off as you scramble around your abode.

"There's just a lot- and I really appreciate you coming here Whip, but I just can't stop. I'm a human- I-I mean. COOKIE! On.. the go." You laugh awkwardly, sighing as you grab some food and feed your pet. Before offering if Rosette wanted some.

Whipped Cream smiles.. A bit too sweet and gentle for your liking.

"My petal, I beg of you.." He goes to his knee, holding up his hand for you to take. You grin awkwardly, knowing he was trying to make you relax.

"Whips, I really-"

"Dancing is a way to relieve stress.."

His eyes become a warmer shade of pink frosting, dough cheeks flushed like the color of his leotard.

"Dance with me."

You sigh at his antics, "you know I'm not a dancer, I got two... Um, doughy nubs?" You try to laugh off his persistence. Yet he doesn't give up, he only waits as he gazes at you passionately. It reminded you when he forced- asked, to watch him practice by the lake.

".. Sure."

You gave into temptation of the ballerino. Letting him lead you into a dance, stumbling as he laughs joyously.

"Prince Seigfried only has eyes for Odile, who seduces him with her enchanting beauty and dance. Utterly captivated by her beauty, he asks Odile to marry him on the spot. Just then, Odette appears, but it is too late, Siegfried has given his word to another..."

《I'm back! For now! I loved the sugar swan update! I freaking love whipped cream cookie! My boy needs to come to kingdom! I'm begging! Hopefully I can write for the update again soon! Thank you for reading! Reblogs, hearts and comments are appreciated!》

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reeedvelvet · 2 years

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FALLS DOWN THE STAIRS

clotted cream x flirty reader that can make him blush easily hi hello :pepito emoji:

literally the reaction when u flirt w clotted cream cookie☝️

DON'T LIKE REBLOG ♡

≡;- ꒰ °clotted cream cookie꒱

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ wait- he- he is the flirter- wait- hold on, cHOTTO MATTE- stop flirting with him for sumn mins he-✋ he has to calm down his racing heart otherwise it will pop out from his chest- no. He can't let your flirty comments affect him and his work.

...

doubles up while covering his face with his hands the moment he feels like he can not take anymore-

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Actually don't stop flirting with him, he LOVES it. If it has been some minutes without you flirting with him, starts overthinking every possibility. Did you get bored of him? Did you find someone else that's much more attractive than him? Did you-? WHERE ARE YOU- He really is a coward.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ One time you kabedoned him and he losed his shit on the spot- His charming smile is really annoying, why not add some red on the cheeks? Dude literally fainted on the spot and you had to carry him inside- Not to mention he's clingy as well, you put your hand on his shoulder and then take your hand off? Mans not having it, he'll grab your hand nd put it back on his shoulder. He does this with his usual charming smile while blushing a lil from the contact.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ His comrades has to listen him talking about you. They have to- ❝ Ah did you know? (Name) held my hand today- AcTuAllY, wE heLd haNDs- ❞ ❝ Luckly i have (Name) as my admirer, while none of you even have one- ❞ ❝ So (Name) complimented me today- ❞

This work belongs to @/rainyycake do not steal or use.

#ME POSTING WHOA #cookie run #crk #cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom sfw #cookie run sfw #cookie run headcanons #cookie run imagines #clotted cream cookie #clotted cream x reader #clotted cream cookie x reader

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rxspbrrry · 2 years

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So I saw your requests are open and what about clotted cream x reader (can be gn) who is a legendary of the sky?

Imagine clotted cream saw reader's floating chamber hovering over creme republic and thought it was a threat?

This is my first time requesting so I am bad at explaining like this (Can I be Shiba anon?)

YESS YESSSSS ive thought about this idea at least once anon you big brain ❤️❤️❤️❤️

notes ; clotted cream cookie x gn legendary! reader, fluff, woah this is kinda long, ooooooh legendary reader surprising and subtly flirting with clotted cream summary ; the consul has been leaving his office more often lately. who could he be meeting?

a/n: added a little story after the meeting heehee also i didn’t really use the floating chamber idea but i did keep the ‘clotted cream being suspicious of reader at first’ idea

the creme republic was known to possess the most advanced technology in earthbread, even more advanced than any of the five heroes’ kingdoms. none of those silly stories of sugar gnomes, legendaries or deities; everything was ruled by technology and the beloved consul of the land.

so it wasn’t a surprise when clotted cream cookie, who grew up in the creme republic being taught that legendaries didn’t exist in the republic, was suspicious when he first saw you wandering around.

at first he thought it was just a trick of the light, or maybe even some citizen cosplaying a famed legendary like the fabled sea fairy cookie or moonlight cookie. but when he squinted his eyes, it was clear that it wasn’t just some costume you were wearing. the way your smooth hair rustled in the wind (that you created yourself, clotted cream was sure, because he couldn’t feel any wind on him now) was on a level of natural that no wig could ever mimic. gold sparkles adorned your skin and shined in the sunlight. long eyelashes framed half-lidded eyes as you gazed at the grassy ground, using little hand movements to play with the flowers below you. the dangling pieces of your outfit, like your hair, was flowing in the wind. your beauty was ethereal and out of this world, perhaps literally.

still, for clotted cream cookie, duty comes first. he sets his priorities straight as he walks up to you with a practiced smile, eyes not leaving your peaceful figure. he is almost shocked by the intensity in your glowing eyes as you turn around to face him, but he keeps his confident smile on and asks, “it’s an honour to have such a lovely looking deity here. the creme republic has never been able to welcome any legendaries from folktales, and yet here you are in broad daylight. may i have the name of the beautiful deity in front of me?"

“who’s asking?” you reply softly. your voice is as calm and powerful as your aura.

he continues smiling, “my name is clotted cream cookie, consul of the creme republic. i regret to say this, your majesty, but it is not often that we see such a stunning legendary cookie in the creme republic, and the public are wary of your presence.”

your lips perk up into a small smile. “i don’t see anyone around here but you. my eyesight must be failing me.”

“i wouldn’t dare suggest such a thing,” clotted cream laughs lightly, but his smile doesn’t meet his eyes. “as honourable as it is to be in your dazzling presence, might i suggest you relocate to another resting place, so as to not disturb the common folk here?”

“young consul, if you want me gone, then you must simply say so,” you return with an equally airy laugh. “i assure you that your people are not worth harming, young one. won’t you let a deity admire the greenery of the creme republic?”

by now, clotted cream knows that you are aware of his intentions towards you. and despite your reassurance that you will not harm the creme republic, he cannot help but continue to be wary towards you.

which is why he flinches when you slowly reach a finger out to caress his cheek. the coldness of your skin shocks him, literally bringing a chill down his spine. the chill was an unpleasant reminder of a higher, stronger power, as though the god of death had touched him themself. he could only hope that you weren’t actually said god.

“let’s make a deal,” you whisper while tracing your finger along his jawline. he tries his best to not lose his composure at your action. “allow this wandering deity to stay in your land for a week, and if i do harm a single citizen here, then you shall chase me away, and i shall not complain. will you agree, young consul?”

clotted cream cookie manages to muster a challenging smile. “and what do i get in return for your stay, your honour?”

“do you see the flowers blooming below me?” and he looks down to confirm. indeed, the flowers appear more pure and lively with you standing above them. “i promise i will help your land prosper.”

“then it is a deal, your almightyness,” he lifts your hand off his cheek gently and shakes it. his stomach does a flip at the sight of your alluring smile.

little does clotted cream know, the common folk of the creme republic adore you. children visit your resting spot everyday, bribing you with candies and squeezing a story or two out of you of your wonderful travels and asking “how is it like to rule the skies?” questions. sometimes they drag their parents along who also respect you because of the trade secrets you share with them, allowing their businesses to bloom. the elderly come by every once in a while, sitting down with you as all of you hold folktale telling competitions or recipe sharing conversations. even some of the creme republic’s leaders, who were curious about the legendary deity that clotted cream cookie had encountered, had stopped by to chat with you before returning to their work. in less than a fortnight, long after the deal was expected to be off, nearly the whole of the creme republic was in love with you.

and despite the number of visitors you receive on a daily basis, the consul whom you struck the deal with never fails to stop by and chat with you himself. sometimes he invites you to the night markets and treats you to the creme republic’s delicacies; on other days he sits down with you on the grass and asks about your legendary life.

clotted cream cookie is enamoured with you, to put it simply. unlike the usual respect or awe cookies would have for their gods or heroes, he sees you as a normal person who just so happens to be extraordinarily powerful. yet it doesn’t diminish the admiration he has for you, which is clear in how the look in his eyes becomes softer and softer over time.

“i wonder if it’s a legendary thing to just stop by random kingdoms to say hi to their leaders out of nowhere,” clotted cream comments, resting his head on a tree that the two of you lean on. it is the twentieth day since your uninvited visit, and the deal has not been broken yet. he doesn’t think it will any time soon, with how gentle and motherly you treat the citizens.

you laugh as a reply, and clotted cream does not stop the smile from edging up onto his lips. “no, it’s actually the first time i’ve done this. when you live for thousands of years with no duties to do, you get bored very easily. i hope that my visit to the republic was beneficial, other than helping your land prosper.”

you turn to him and look at him in the eye. he no longer flinches at your glowing eyes, but rather finds himself drowning in them. he can’t tell which is worse.

“it was. do you have any more tales to tell me?” he struggles to get the words out. he must seem so utterly embarrassing in front of a majestic god.

“oh, i’ll tell you one alright,” your laughter sounds like chimes in the wind and it is a sound clotted cream can never get enough of. he gets dizzy when you lean in and whisper, “once upon a time, a lonely wandering legendary cookie decided to visit a land full of advanced technology, wondering if they, a mythical being, could fit into such a society.”

“while they were admiring the greenery of this land, a handsome lad came up to them with the intent to drive them away because of his suspicions towards them.” clotted cream continues staring at you dazedly. an uncharacteristic, silly and smitten smile appears on his face. “did the handsome lad drive the beautiful deity away in the end?”

“he didn’t,” you giggle, covering your mouth with your sleeve. “he let them stay on the basis of a deal, and ended up befriending them in the process.”

“i wonder,” clotted cream starts, unwilling to let you continuously take the lead in this flirty conversation, “if this lad would like to get to know the beautiful deity even better.”

“if he does i’ll be surprised,” you can only hope the blush on your cheeks are not clear enough for him to see, “but i won’t be upset about it. in fact, i’ll be elated if he does.”

clotted cream musters the courage to lift your hand to his lips, before looking at you again. his eyes already tell you that he’s infatuated with you; though it isn’t like your worshippers haven’t loved you romantically before, you’ve never felt as ecstatic as when clotted cream looks at you like this. “then,” the consul’s voice is but a whisper, “i’d like to get to know you better, my dear.”

“isn’t it too late to say this?” you laugh again. “we’ve been having moonlit conversations for around two weeks straight.”

“i do hope it’s not too late to make you fall for me, though.”

his words are bold. his face is flustered yet confident. you wonder if coming to the creme republic was a mistake, if getting lost in his emerald eyes was the result of this trip. however, when he squeezes your hand and kisses it lightly again, waiting for your answer hopefully, you realise that perhaps this visit was more than worth it.

you smile and squeeze his hand back, hoping he understands your reply.

#r.writes #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run sfw #cookie run kingdom sfw #clotted cream cookie #clotted cream cookie x reader

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heartnosekid · 9 months

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🌊-🫧-🌊 / 🫧-🌊-🫧 / 🌊-🫧-🌊

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velpup · 2 months

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tbshshsbshss

sleeepyyyyyyyyy

goodnightttt

#agere #cookie run agere #age regression #sfw littlespace

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everettswritings · 3 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/everettswritings/740809548342951936/oh-my-god-everett-making-a-contribution-to-the?source=share

I loved this...also why can't I help but think: "God forbid he meets a Lee who just melts at teases or teases are their big weakness...aaaalso God forbid he meets someone with a ticklish tummy since I'm sure he'd 'eat' the tummy"

I couldn’t come up with a picture for this like I normally do for my fics and stuff, but this is too good not to answer or post! Thank you for these marvelous ideas. Also, this is gonna be an “x reader” thing because yeah

You can’t exactly recall when it started, or how it started; but at some point Shadow Milk Cookie sucked you right into his games. It’s impossible to tell why he even started these torture sessions, but the one thing that is for sure is that he’s not letting up any time soon.

While you were going about your day like normal, everything was interrupted by that cursed jester as he announced his presence with a loud gasp: “Oh my goodness! Is that who I think it is? It is! Y/N Cookie, my FAVORITE LEE!” He said in his usual shrill voice, making sure to emphasize that you were the lee in this “relationship”. With a jingle and a jangle, he quickly pinned you down and started tickling you all over, his fingers darting around everywhere imaginable. All over your ribs, sides, armpits, and even giving an occasional squeeze on your hips! You couldn’t help it, you burst out laughing the moment they began to poke and prod all over your body, you didn’t even notice that he was intentionally avoiding your stomach. He grinned as you squirmed against his grip and laughed at his touch, “Awww! Is my favorite lee enjoying this?” He said. He always knew how to make you completely melt with the teasing, he grinned wickedly as he continued to talk your ears off with teasing words.

“Ooh, you’re so ticklish there Y/N Cookie! How about here? Or here”

“Oh, that makes you laugh so much! Let me do it again!”

“Kitchy kitchy koo, you adorable lee you!”

For a few minutes, it was nothing but that. He did nothing but tickle you all over while talking your ears off, by the time he stopped you were nothing but a blushing and flustered mess. You look up at him with glazed over eyes, still panting from laughing so much, “Is it over yet?” You asked innocently to which the jester replied with a cheeky grin “Yes it is, but I’m SO hungry! Mind if I… have a snack?”. Your eyes widened when you realized what he was about to do, “No! No, no, no! Please no!” You begged hopelessly, your voice cracked a bit; however, the jester grinned in response and slowly leaned his head towards your stomach.

Your begging and pleads for him to stop were quickly cut off by screams of laughter, what he was doing now was far worse than before. He was eating your stomach! His lips grazed against the skin of your belly, sending ticklish shockwaves all throughout your entire nervous system, and of course he HAD to accompany it all with a series of “om nom nom”s. He continued this for a while, occasionally stopping to say things like “Your tummy is SOOO tasty, Y/N Cookie!” Or “Such a delicious snack!”; meanwhile, you were completely melting as you could do nothing but helplessly laugh and blush at all of this. You poor soul.

End of fic

Also, side note: I can’t believe that this is the first ever actual fic I post on this account, but I guess it’s something

#everetts writings #cr kingdom #crk #cookie run kingdom #crk x reader #shadow milk cookie #shadow milk cookie x reader #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #cookie run tickle

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paolablog11 · 3 months

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So... I decided to draw Shadow milk cookie

Entonces... decidí dibujar a Shadow milk cookie

También les dejo un video de la risa de Shadow milk cookie :)

I also leave you a video of Shadow milk cookie's laughter :)

#sfw tickle community #cookie run kingdom tickle #Lee!Shadow milk cookie

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tksavvy · 6 months

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RED VELVET COOKIE IS TICKLISH

I REPEAT

THIS IS NOT A DRILL PEOPLE

RED VELVET COOKIE IS TICKLISH

#sfw interaction only #sfw tk blog #cookie run #red velvet cookie #cookie run tickles #cookie run tickle

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jellyfish-nursery · 4 months

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I seen your mood board and did a bit of a scroll! Love the stuff! I was wondering cause I seen the iron valiant hc if you could do something with zorark or grandbull as a cg? I know it's a smidge odd.

Zoroark || Caregiver Headcanons ❤️

I don’t think this is a strange request at all! I think it’s adorable, really <3 also I’d like to apologize for the lack of response to requests, the amount of cookie run ones have been taking a lot out of me </3 /lh

❤️ » Zoroark, from what I know, are very protective of who they consider their child. Very parental Pokémon, they try to walk with you outside the pokeball whenever possible. They will gently bite your shirt to direct you to another direction if they need to.

🪄 » Will transform into a human at times to make caring easier. What they look like in this form totally depends on the Zoroark, but I think most of them would prefer to keep their long fur in the form of long, long hair.

❤️ » Sometimes transforms into a smaller, more lap-sized pokemon to make travelling easier. Loves to sit on your shoulder, on your head, or in your arms!

🪄 » Uses their sharp claws and teeth to help with peeling fruit like oranges, apricots, apples, or nanabs. Makes sure their claws are clean first though, they want to make sure you’re a healthy kiddo.

❤️ » Let’s you rest your head in their hair, *super* soft.

🪄 » You two basically invented your own way of communicating with each other. Since Zoroark, even when transformed into a human, cannot speak; you both use hand gestures.

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moths-wonderland · 6 months

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Pumpkin pie cookie agere moodboard🎃🥧🍪

#pumpkin pie cookie #cookie run kingdom #cookie run #agere #sfw agere #age regression #agere aesthetic #agere community #safe regression #sfw regression #age dreaming #agere moodboard

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 6 months

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Yall.. Please

Run with your friends in Cookie Run!

Invitation code: ZZHHSGXH

Installation link: https://ovenbreak.onelink.me/657050516/73a8c62c?mid=LNDVZ1854

PLEASE!!!

#cookie run oc #cookie run art #cookie run headcanons #cookie run sfw #cookie run x anon #cookie run x you #cookie run x reader #cookie run coffee cookie #self aware crk #cr kingdom #crk spoilers #crk #crob #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run x oc #cookie run icons #cookie

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reeedvelvet · 2 years

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Can I get a red velvet with a s/o who is like a teddybear? Very cuddly and sweet and thinks hugs and cuddles are the best things in the world?

DON'T LIKE REBLOG ♡

≡;- ꒰ °red velvet cookie ꒱

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ a-are y-you-- uhm c-could y-you be h-his s-soulmate 😳👉👈

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Mans might be edgy nd harsh but he does a 180 turn when hes with you and cakehounds💖 he does want to cuddle you for forever! but- he has a job nd pomegranate is a lil shit >:(

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ There are times when he can't be able to give his cakehounds their daily dose of snuggles, but since! you are always be avaible and there to assist him when he has troubles to do so! hes just- so greatful for literally everything you do for him 💞

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ He always goes ❤️ eyes when he sees you and cakehounds cuddling together,, ...doesnt care that he has job or pomegranate comes to check hows the work goin,, in the end pomegranate finds him w/ u nd cakehounds cuddling together...

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ And when he finishes work he goes, wE CAN FINALLY CUDDLE 💪 ALL NIGHT and then nearly sends ur door flyin

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Another thing,, boy is he protective of you?? yes yes,, cakehound r also protective of you. I mean you're their literally the love source 🥺🥺 their lil barks askljdıusfkhsgısdf the way chiffons tail wags like crazy, hops from red velvets arms nd jump on yours,,

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ in conclusion, he and chiffon(nd chiffons cakehound army) would die for you and your sweetness.

ᶫᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ this post belongs to @/rainyycake do not steal or use. ᶫᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ

#enjoy!11 :DD #cookie run x reader #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run kingdom x reader #crk x reader #cookie run kingdom sfw #cookie run sfw #cookie run headcanons #cookie run imagines #red velvet x reader #red velvet cookie #red velvet cookie x reader #crk

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rxspbrrry · 2 years

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you’ll make a good pillow.

notes ; clotted cream cookie x gn reader, fluffy fluff to make up for the pain caused by sekai wa zankoku da which you should most definitely read if you haven’t <3, no warnings just cuddles!!!!!!!!!!, ooc clotted cream who i only know feiyue’s characterisation of clotted cream

a/n: been thinkin bout him a little too much lately dot dot dot clotted cream boutta take the number one spot in my heart 😞 raspberry and red velvet have some tough competition

after the newly appointed consul of the creme republic had given his first speech addressing all the citizens, a magnificent feast was to be had. inspired by the joyous spirit of the hollyberry kingdom’s balls, the creme republic had decided to hold a kingdom-wide feast for all the come and join to celebrate the new consul taking office.

yet strangely enough, said consul, the subject of the celebration, the one whose achievements everyone was celebrating about, was nowhere to be found.

as you guided yourself along the never-ending corridors of the vanilla castle, you huffed and complained to yourself about your aching feet for walking for too long just trying to find clotted cream’s chambers. you swore to yourself that he would never hear the end of it if you manage to find his chambers before the sun fully sets; keyword being “if”.

clotted cream cookie was so going to get it from you.

luckily for you and your hopelessly terrible navigation skills, it wasn’t long before you found yourself outside his unguarded door. financier cookie was nowhere in sight— most likely chased away by him to give him space and allow her to enjoy the feast herself. how considerate, you mused. how very nice of him, too, to let his own lover carry a plate of food and a glass of water all the way to his chambers because the hero of the day wouldn’t show up at the feast dedicated to him.

you knock on the door, and you almost miss the soft “come in” that signals you to open it. there, on the bed with dishevelled hair and a crumpled coat, in all his pride and glory, sat clotted cream cookie.

his weary eyes light up slightly when he realises that it was you who came in and not his bodyguard (bless her, really, financier cookie doesn’t get paid enough to deal with his bullcrap) or some other creme republic leader. his arms reach out to hug your waist, burying his head in your stomach before you can finish locking his door. “hey, wait, i haven’t—”

“that was a terrible speech,” he laments to you, groaning and pressing his face further into your tummy. you shift your standing position such that you can put the plate of food and glass of water down, while making him be more comfortable. “so, so terrible. i did so badly that i’m certain the honourable elders secretly hate me now.”

you smile a little to yourself, thinking about how funny it would be to show this dramatic and vulnerable side of him to the girls who were constantly fawning over him (more so during his speech, which you took note of at that time), but a selfish part of you is glad that only you can see it now. so thankfully to him and thankfully to you, his reputation won’t be ruined today just yet.

“you made me skip the feast to find you,” you remark softly, carding one hand through his hair and taking a slice of ginkgo focaccia with the other. “here. i’m positive you didn’t eat since brunch— which i forced you to eat, by the way— and don’t you dare go to sleep with an empty stomach.”

he begrudgingly takes a bite of the slice you offer him, temple constantly pressed against your stomach and arms never letting go of your waist. while you watch him swallow some of the food you brought and down a bit of the water, you absentmindedly play with his hair and your thoughts drift over to possible ways to get him to let you go so you can return to your own chambers for the night. tomorrow, as clotted cream’s first official day in office, it’s considered a big day and you have to ensure that everything is prepared for him to start work immediately.

it’s almost as if he can read your thoughts. “why are you trying to wiggle out of my grasp?” he asks. the choice of word is dubious and the tone is incomprehensible; like always, you can never decipher his true intentions. “you aren’t going anywhere tonight, my dear. you’re staying with me.”

“staying? with you?”

“that’s what i said,” he wipes his fingers on a napkin you brought along, before turning to you with a suspiciously bright smile. “call it an energy boost of sorts for tomorrow, hm?”

you aren’t sure if you’re convinced, but given that you’re dating the clotted cream cookie, you should’ve guessed that you wouldn’t have a choice. next thing you know, he pulls you onto the bed and cages you in his arms. he wraps them around your waist again and snuggles into your neck, creating a hum of content once he gets comfortable.

there is no way to get out or retaliate. if you try to wriggle out, he’ll just hug you tighter. he’s not ticklish, so that’s out of the question. asking him to change into more comfortable clothes wouldn’t work either because he’ll just say that “being in your embrace is comfortable enough”. and you know that seducing him into kindly letting you out is a big no.

besides, a small voice in your head that sounds an awful lot like the man cuddling you now speaks up, do you really want to leave?

“i suppose not,” you sigh, answering your own thoughts. you have to admit that having clotted cream cuddle you like this on his bed was something akin to heaven. you would be waking up to the angelic face that girls would die for the next morning, so that was kind of a bonus. and you supposed that the feeling of his slow breath on your neck was, though rather intimate, quite a relaxing feeling that nevertheless makes your heart flutter.

sleep overtakes clotted cream faster than it does you, and you have half a mind to leave him while he’s unaware. but who does that, really? so clearly you reject the thought and stay in his warm, cozy embrace. what a blissful feeling, you think, allowing your eyelids to finally shut and let yourself doze off to dreamland.

the next morning the two of you wake up late for work with unruly hair and untidy clothes, but clotted cream cookie ensures that it’s totally worth it.

you’re never staying the night again.

#r.writes #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run sfw #cookie run kingdom sfw #clotted cream cookie #clotted cream cookie x reader

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