° Nuestro pequeño huérfano no huérfano en esta ocasión se pierde en el bosque, uno muy lejano, más lejano que muy muy lejano ¿Que es eso? ¿Quien eres tu? ¿Un sin género dispuesto a ayudarme? ¿O algo más?... °Anacacanekulo °JURO QUE VOY A SUBIR MAS CAPITULOS, LO JURO

• While searching for Poison Mushroom Cookie, Licorice falls into a trap. A certain cookie helps him out, but then he gets trapped again in his new feelings growing for the cookie with a green hat. • [LMAO IM SORRY I KEEP HYPERFIXATING ON NEW THINGS BUT IF YOU WANT TO SEE MY NEW STUFF THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO GUESS WHO I AM ON AO3] -- ! Cookie Run belongs to Devsisters and this is fanfiction, not canon ! ---- - Note that this is one of my first times writing a ship-centered fic. I'll try my best and I'm open for criticism :) -- I've noticed similarities between mine and other Cloverice stories. I'd like to say it's perfectly fine to get inspired by my story! I took some inspiration from other good fics too, inspiration is good as long as you don't copy directly (plagiarism is illegal, kids) Mix it with your own ideas!

[CHAPTER 2'S OUT NOW!!] Sherbet cookie x cotton cookie fluff stowy. 🥺 (maybe some oneshots) If I'm being honest, sherbet x cotton is probably one of my comfort ships! <3 this is supposed to be corny, okay? :,)

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //