Pure lily aside , what’s your favourite relationship in crk? (Doesn’t have to be romantic, just one you like or love)
If I were to list the ships I like, iI don't think it will be in order, because I change my feelings slightly about them, so I will just list them in unordered way.
So the first is Seltzer X Menthol, the most ship that I have fixed feelings towrad, but sometimes, and to be honest, I like them more the Purelily. The second ship is Mystic Flour X Dark Cacao, so the content about them is cute actually, and I read about them in an au where Mystic Flour go through redemption, not the og au of course...
And Mint Choco X Cocoa, it's just honest. And I think Linzer x Creme Brulee, something about them is intersting, how they mutually broke up them put together again, while something about the nature of their relationship is not clear, giving players space to imagine, I think it would be cute if they returned to date each other.
And to the non-romantic part, it's gotta be the dynamic between Chilli Pepper and Custard III, they are kinda funny to watch, and especiially that they are with us in the begining of the game.
And ofc, Parfait X Dark Choco, lovely patooties, if I would say.
Soft fluff and an awkward dark choco cookie and parfait
Slightly out of character (a.n : this is my first “real” dabble into fan fiction so do not have very high expectations for me TvT)
The piece of media this fan fic is based on is the mobile game Cookie run: Kingdom
The side characters are : Licorice cookie, poison mushroom cookie, choco werehound brute , red velvet cookie and lastly pomegranate cookie. (Licorice and poison mushroom will be called by their B.A.D4 names)
This fan fic is safe for work and doesn’t have any sexual or inappropriate innuendos or profanity.
Picture this: you are a young cookie that just started her music career and got enough fame and recognition to preform in the same music festival as big rockstars and music producers, that wonderful opportunity is too big and too good to be true! But…there deep down you feel.. overwhelmed, confused, you were just a niche indie musician and now you are invited to preform in the biggest music festivals next to the greats of the industry,….its all to much for you, that’s what happened to poor Parfait cookie , she had to prepare very good, make sure to set her area in the festival , schedule her performances where it doesn’t overlay with another musician’s performance, make sure your instruments are functioning well, train and revise and memorise her songs’ lyrics, and that’s barely scratching the overwhelming feeling that the festival itself is too much for Parfait cookie.
Now, she’s in her room, stressing about everything that’s about to come, multiple scraped pages are scattered across every corner of her room each one had plans and to-do-lists scribbling down on them before being torn up in a moment of frustration, Parfait is sitting in front of her desk , her head is in her hands as she tries to find a way to write a cohesive plan for her next show in that damned festival, after trial an error she finally finds and writes a plan that works for her.
But that’s not the end of it, she now has to revise and practice her songs, she didn’t produce many songs so it won’t be as much of a pain as the plan making. She then rehearsed and rehearsed until she was tired, “Ah!- this is all too much! Will this be worth it in the end? Will I even get an audience when I am a nobody compared to the others?” Parfait said to herself in a state of self deprecation and exhaustion, everything was tiring to her, she is questioning whether her labour will even mean anything, but, she can’t give up, she way too deep in this to just leave, to let the people that booked specifically for her down, she has to finish what she started.
Location : summer soda rock festival
Finally, the day the festival starts is here, Parfait wakes up early and prepares herself and her instruments to be transported to the festival carefully, when she arrives she is impressed with how big everything feels, from the large arena to the lots and lots of cookies there enjoying several activities before the shows start the many vendors selling everything from cold drinks to merch to even delicious food . A couple of kind staff members help her find her way to her designated area. She sets all of her instruments by herself and checks the microphone and it’s quality, everything is in check, she feels like as long as she thinks positively and believes in herself she can do this! She silently waits her time to preform , rehearsing meticulously and with so much care, she can’t mess this up and she won’t .
While that was happening the cookies of darkness were attending the festival, hiding as a band called ‘B.A.D4’ , they used their creator privileges to get their own stage, B.A.D4’s members were: Red velvet cookie, poison mushroom cookie, choco werehound brute, Licorice cookie and they even got a manger , it was Pomegranate cookie. They seemed to walk and move in a group, except for one, it was Dark choco cookie , who was wandering around in disguise, going to some vendors, buying some fruit drinks, getting gifted some freebies of different varieties ranging from bracelets to delicious jelly desserts, he enjoys his time, it felt very nice to him , being treated with kindness so casual felt like a shock to him, a very welcomed one, it made his mood calmer and more content.
As he continues his walk he stumbles upon Parfait cookie’s stage, she was singing her song ‘sweet serenade’ and oh was he completely and utterly mesmerised by it. He felt like her voice was luring him closer and closer to her stage, he was a part of the large crowd that came to see her singing and performing, everyone loved her show, fans cheering and singing along, throwing gifts and asking for signatures, it made poor parfait get teary eyed, as she just stopped for a short moment in awe that everything was worth it in the end, the frustration of planning and doing everything all over again, the hours and hours of practice and rehearsals, the sleepless nights she spent overthinking everything and getting restless all of that, paid off miraculously. She stopped performing to take a break and go behind the scenes to refresh and relaxed after she just captivated that much attention. Dark choco stood still, completely captivated with what he just witnessed, he tried to encourage himself to go backstage to compliment the Artist, to tell her how truly mesmerising her show was. His stomach felt as if it had butter butterflies inside it.
As he finally mustered up the courage to walk to the backstage, after he enters the backstage he sees Parfait sitting on a chair, talking to staff cookies that gave her a damp towel and some cold water , it seemed to be a positive chat, where Parfait was energetic, happy and excited to do more, yet too tired to do anything that exhausting. He approaches quietly , an old habit of his , he tries to seem non-threatening as much as possible . “Hey…I just uh…sat through your whole performance..you..were amazing.” Dark choco blurted out shyly, cursing himself quietly for being so awkward. “Uh- thank you very much! This is my first big show and I stress out on everything about it, I’m glad my hard work is being rewarded !” Parfait responded just as awkward yet cheerful and optimistic in tone.
The two started to hit it off, while it started Awkwardly and shy, they began to speak as if they knew each other well, words after words cheesy jokes quite giggles, it all felt so natural, “so uh…do you want to hang out after the show.?” Dark choco asked, feeling more at ease. “Sure why not! You seem like a lot of fun,” Parfait answered cheerfully, as she got ready to do the last part of her performance. She preformed a snippet of her upcoming song for her first album, then after she ended the performance, she started signing fan made merchandise that her fans made , some cookies even went to give her gifts like drawings and handmade plushies of herself , dark choco and other kind staff helped her relocate her instruments safely, and then the pair went out together, walking around and visiting some vendors and some ‘carnival’ games too, enjoying each others company and sharing laughs between each other, while Parfait and dark choco were hanging out together, the cookies of darkness just finished their performances and were trying to find where did dark choco cookie go.
“Ugh! Where did he go?! We left him for half an hour and now he’s gone! And he didn’t even participate in anything useful with us! What a waste of time !” Licorice cookie complained as he and poison mushroom cookie were given the task of trying to find where their friend go. Little did they know that their friend was out on a date with one of the festival’s main artists , him and Parfait were now in a cafe after the weather got hotter for the two, they were sitting in front of each other as they had many conversations about their interests, like how Parfait’s favourite hobby is drawing even though she is a musician and how dark choco’s favourite hobby is choco-wood carving. “It was a pleasure to meet you, dark choco cookie! I hope we can hang out more!-“ Parfait got cut off with the sound of the entrance door being kicked harshly buy another artist , ‘ZZ skull’ and ‘Mushy P’ two members of the B.A.D.4 band . “THERE YOU ARE! WE HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR HOURS!” ZZ skull scolded loudly as he pointed in the direction of Dark choco cookie , Parfait cookie was very startled and before she could talk she was cut off once again by Mushy P speaking to Dark choco cookie “is this a new friend?….would she like….shroomies?” Mushy P innocently asked. “I actually wouldn’t like that!” Parfait responded, she was still very confused but still tried to be friendly. “Awh….” Mushy P’s smile turns into a slight frown
“ANYWAY!” ZZ skull interrupted again lacking any respect or care, he was very pissed off because it took him 2 hours to find dark choco cookie. “Come on dark choco cookie let’s go home!” He continued . “Fine, see you later, Parfait.” Dark choco said. “See you later dark choco! It was really fun to talk to you!” Parfait responded as Dark choco left the cafe with the two.
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This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸
I am Kareman, a Palestinian mother from Gaza, and we are still alive after 475 days of war that began on October 7, 2023, and ended today. However, despite being alive, pain and sorrow have not left us. Everything around us has turned to rubble. I once said, "This pain will end one day, and I believe in that," but I never imagined that the pain would follow us in this way.
We returned to our home, only to find that the pain has deepened. Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed. The fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was consumed by fire, taking away all hope. The fishing nets and equipment, which were our means of survival, have been burned. My husband, who supported us with his work, now has nothing but memories😭💔
As for me, I was a children's teacher, teaching them to love life despite the difficulties, but my school, which was once a place of hope, is now nothing but ash. We have lost everything, but we still hold on to hope thanks to Hamoud, who gives us the strength to keep going.
Today, we need you more than ever. We ask for your help in repairing my husband's fishing boat, as we have no other source of income. If we don't get the support to repair it, we will remain trapped in a cycle of poverty and need. But if we stand together, we can rise again.
Please, don't leave our families in this dark path. Every donation, no matter how small, represents a chance for us to live again.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your continued support, and I trust that hope will return thanks to your help.
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What’s happening in Gaza is not just bombing — it’s silent extermination; the occupation knows exactly what it's doing, people are being killed slowly in a sealed cage, with no food, no medicine, no way out; starvation continues, and the few food alternatives are expired or contaminated, there are no vegetables, no fruits, no meat, patients are dying, and even the healthy are falling sick — heart disease, kidney failure, stomach and colon cancer, chronic fatigue, anemia, and more; we are being watched like lab rats, the goal is to break us or push us to flee, this is a legal crime using hunger as a weapon, a political crime when our slow death is blamed on conflict, and a moral crime when the world watches and says nothing; please help us, don’t let us die slowly — even a small donation could save a life, the link is in my bio.
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This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸
I am Kareman, a Palestinian mother from Gaza, and we are still alive after 475 days of war that began on October 7, 2023, and ended today. However, despite being alive, pain and sorrow have not left us. Everything around us has turned to rubble. I once said, "This pain will end one day, and I believe in that," but I never imagined that the pain would follow us in this way.
We returned to our home, only to find that the pain has deepened. Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed. The fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was consumed by fire, taking away all hope. The fishing nets and equipment, which were our means of survival, have been burned. My husband, who supported us with his work, now has nothing but memories😭💔
As for me, I was a children's teacher, teaching them to love life despite the difficulties, but my school, which was once a place of hope, is now nothing but ash. We have lost everything, but we still hold on to hope thanks to Hamoud, who gives us the strength to keep going.
Today, we need you more than ever. We ask for your help in repairing my husband's fishing boat, as we have no other source of income. If we don't get the support to repair it, we will remain trapped in a cycle of poverty and need. But if we stand together, we can rise again.
Please, don't leave our families in this dark path. Every donation, no matter how small, represents a chance for us to live again.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your continued support, and I trust that hope will return thanks to your help.
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What’s happening in Gaza is not just bombing — it’s silent extermination; the occupation knows exactly what it's doing, people are being killed slowly in a sealed cage, with no food, no medicine, no way out; starvation continues, and the few food alternatives are expired or contaminated, there are no vegetables, no fruits, no meat, patients are dying, and even the healthy are falling sick — heart disease, kidney failure, stomach and colon cancer, chronic fatigue, anemia, and more; we are being watched like lab rats, the goal is to break us or push us to flee, this is a legal crime using hunger as a weapon, a political crime when our slow death is blamed on conflict, and a moral crime when the world watches and says nothing; please help us, don’t let us die slowly — even a small donation could save a life, the link is in my bio.
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Hello my friends, I am in desperate need of your help. GoFundMe deleted my campaign after it stopped for over 5 months without any reason mentioned...
I lost around 35,000 of a total of48,000, and now they are going to refund the donations to the donors. That's why I am urgently asking for your help and donations through the new link...
We are going through very tough days and extremely bad situations. We are witnessing famine everywhere, so please, if you can donate or share, don’t stop 💔💔🙏
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My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am a children’s teacher, 24 years old, living with my parents and siblings. We all used to live a peacefu
When the house fell… I was left searching for safety among the rubble.”
I never thought I’d live to see this day — the day my home turned into a pile of rubble, and my children’s laughter became silent cries from hunger and fear.
I was a mother who dreamed of a simple life — a small home and children safe in my arms. But war doesn’t ask about dreams. Suddenly, there was an explosion. The walls cracked, glass shattered, and my children screamed as they ran into my arms. There was no time to escape, no place to hide — only a prayer in my heart that we would survive.
We stayed under heavy bombing, trapped beneath the rubble — no water, no food, no safety. I saw the fear in my children’s eyes, and I was completely helpless. I couldn’t comfort them, because I wasn’t comforted myself. The home that once sheltered us became a witness to our pain.
After days of suffering, we went out searching for shelter. We found nothing. We slept in the open, my children shivering from the cold while I cried silently so they wouldn’t hear my weakness. But hunger shows no mercy, and the cold doesn’t wait. Every passing moment became a fight to survive.
Today, I’m not asking for much… just to be able to feed my children, to see them sleep in peace, to feel like a mother who can protect them. Every hand that reaches out to help us is a light in this darkness — every bit of support is life itself.
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“Please help me so my son can live a dignified and safe life, free from pain and suffering. He deserves peace and happiness like any other child.” 🙏🙏❤️😢😢😢😢
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I forget to tell that I'm a CRK fan too as well, it's a funny game to spend time on, here is the list of Characters we (me and @raymondillynn ) like, mine is on the right, @raymondillynn based her list mainly on the lore and how they are useful, and also the designs, but I based it on pure emotions, no complexity, and don't ask why I put that handsome guy in the NPC chamber... (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
