Basically about how Espresso goes on a date with many different cookies, and socializing for once. He would find his soulmate at the end... guess who? I'm pretty sure you would guess it lol. Artwork is not mine!

DISCONTINUED Crk Oneshots -- Check out Library to understand better Also please check the UPDATE (number) because it may show a reason on why I don't post much!! Will include Smuts Angst Fluff I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES THAT ARE CURRENTLY ON MY BOOK.

Fluff, angst, and maybe yandere. Lemon is a big nono. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you want a child for a story/headcannon, it'll be platonic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Requests on pages that say "notes" or "request booth"! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(EEEEE TY FOR ALL THE READS I LOVE YALL ^^) A bunch of oneshots i made in a word doc during class or at 2am bc yes <3 All the art included is mine btw You can leave suggestions but I have very strange taste also wont do full on smut bc I ain't drawing or writing that Anyways enjoy yuh yuh yuh #midastakeover

Title says all :D

PLATONIC! ALNST CAST x FEMALE! PLATONIC! TEEN READER "Lord, please 노래가 끝나면" In which . . . You're tired. You're exhausted. How much longer do you have to endure...? "Alien Stage. A cage decorated with sparkles, glitter, and pretty outfits. Everything started when the Earth went crazy. Wars everywhere, no peace, no kindness. Just war, pain, death."

A fix it. Because that was fucked up. OC insert Warning: TW includes spoilers for the fanfic. TW: Swearing, lots of fake deaths, mass alien death, smidge of angst, inaccurate timeline, I made some shit up due to lack of info, multiple pov chapter 5 onwards. (Cover is mine. Characters belong to VIVINOS except Max)

New version of Cookie Cum ;) since Wattpad is STINKY Chapter one is rules, read them before commenting please I m begging

(Dark Cacao x Yandere Fem reader) [Yandere simulator Au] ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ This book contains violence, yandere behaviour, and gore scene!! Read at your own risk. You are an introvert who never gets along with any cookie you meet, that is until a certain cookie helps you up, when you both bump into each other. You didn't know what this feeling is, is it love? Or perhaps.... obsession..... I am here to announce that this book will not be finished. Unless I decided to continue this in the future. But that is uncertain, so until then, I will post the rest of the draft. If any of you wanted to continue this story in your style, you are able to adopt this story, but do created me as the original creator of this story.

Long ago, when the witches forged the five beast cookies, they unknowingly left behind the scorched remains of failed dough, blackened crumbs, and discarded bits of cookie magic in the depths of the oven's shadows. These fragments coalesced, not by design, but by raw essence and lingering enchantment. From the ashes, you were born; a cookie not crafted by hand, but by consequence. You are crumbled, a calm, drifting presence with an uncanny silence and a gaze that unsettles even the boldest hearts. Neither malicious nor warm, you wander Earthbread without purpose, untouched by time or kingdom. That is, until you cross paths with the five Beast Cookies, each held a sudden warmth before corruption. They recognize something in you. Something wrong but right. Something unfinished yet whole. You don't seek them, but somehow, they begin to seek you. Each one, in their own way, becomes enchanted, fascinated by your mysterious nature. They argue, scheme, and plead to keep you in their kingdoms. But like smoke, you always vanish. Years passed, and the background of your mindless trails held the post status of wars that happened years ago that you never cared for. You then discover a kingdom in ruin, its walls are cracked, flags tattered, but its heart still beats. Five unlikely cookies find you there, cookies not of power or legend, but of hope. They want to rebuild, to create something sweet from what was lost. And for the first time, you stayed. But as you help breathe life into the forgotten kingdom, shadows from the past begin to stir, old flames of obsession, buried secrets, and the haunting truth of what you truly are. (Adopted by @Z_Y_Nightmare)