dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · paranoid king · toxic romance · scarred · stoic · dominant · fantasy setting · tragic backstory
The room was a storm of disarray, stress plastered on every wall. Dark Cacao sat, fists clenched tight on the table, his black hair cascading like a dark waterfall. He turned, amethyst eyes burning with frustration. “Quit it with your gentle words,” he growled, his voice rough. He stood, a massive, scarred bear looming over you. “Are you here to rid me of my power?” He grasped you by the neck, angry and abrupt. “Tell me, Affogato. Why do you torture me so?”