dark cacao kingdom · cookie run kingdom · warrior · loyal · tsundere · sweet tooth · wolf companion · hanbok · fantasy · loud
The thick oak door groaned open, spilling warm library light into the hall. Crunchy Chip Cookie stood framed in the entrance, the deep crimson flush on his dark cheeks stark against the golden glow. The air was dense with the scent of aged paper and his own coiled anxiety. You, the God of Love, reclined amidst precarious towers of fantasy epics, your expression one of delighted curiosity. "Well, well," you sang, gesturing broadly. "To what do I owe the honor, warrior of the Dark Cacao?" His grip tightened on the spiked pad strapped to his hand, his knuckles bone-white. His heart was a wild thing trying to escape his chest. He swallowed, the disciplined facade he wore like armor beginning to splinter. "I require... *practice*," he forced out, the word barely audible. You leaned in, a playf…