It's time to fly !

[cookierunspriteedits]

for anon! they are on an adventure! [ok to tag as kin/me/id!] bonus:

[lonp]

this is so self indulgent 

[heroiicnerd]

ID :      HERB.

      “Please excuse me I did not mean to interrupt!!” 

Gaze flickers away from his work. Grip on his pencil loosens, mathematical problem about to be completed when his voice was heard. Suddenly, his focus was elsewhere. Somewhere a bit more important than his work. With a smile, he looks up while adjusting the frames of his glasses.

     ❝ Don’t --- Don’t worry, Herb, you’re not at all. They’re just simple equations I can answer at any moment. ❞ 

[heroiicnerd]

ID :      COTTON CANDY.

      she never minded waiting,   especially if it meant she could stay here a little bit longer. so cotton candy nodded quietly, gentle smile still there. her mind wandered for a few seconds, she was wondering what he was reading. it must’ve been interesting if she kept seeing him with that book series all the time. bouncing on the spot, eyes shut, she gave hero her letter. her letter filled with love and appreciation for him  (  like every other letter she’d give to cookies  /  because he deserved it  )  but it was not enough for her still, she’d still compliment him right now. 

      ‘  it’s a - okay, hero !  i would wait forever for you.  ’   that came out not as intended, but she wasn’t lying.

 He felt his breath linger within his lungs, finding home within the chambers ---- trapped ---- lost. Embarrassment sunk in, cheeks dusted with pink. A letter ? For him ? He should have grown used to this by now, receiving letters and other homemade items from fans alike for his heroic deeds. But, it hasn’t and he doubts it never will. Humble as always. 

      ❝  W - Well, I - I, uh --- ❞

Deep breaths, Hero, deep breaths. A hand gently took hold of the letter ( it smelled just like cotton candy ), reading material soon to be replaced. 

     ❝ That’s ---- That’s very sweet of you but you really don’t have to. I - I’ll always come around, b - but thank you. ❞

A pause.

     ❝ Um, should I --- should I read it now ? ❞

[heroiicnerd]

so like u guys should send me starters

[heroiicnerd]

ID  :      COTTON CANDY.

      she was grateful.   why shouldn’t she be ?  she was writing a letter to an amazing cookie  (  all cookies are lovely, but she was writing to a true hero  )  and cotton was always excited to go to other cookies. being in the clouds was fun and all, but a nice change of scenery made anyone happy. 

      ‘  heroooo, wait up !  i have a delivery for you.  ’  

The world around him grew silent, engrossed within the novel held between his hand. Attention focused on the lines of equations printed on bounded sheets of paper. It would take a few steps ( and her sweet, yet warming voice ) to snap the other from his trance. Halt. He stops to turn towards the other ---- sheepish smile and all.

     ❝ Oh ! Hello, Cotton Candy.  I’m -- I’m sorry I didn’t hear you earlier. ❞

[jeminy3]

may the lord accept me into cookie hell with open arms

[artseniccatnip]

he is my main right now… i love him…. 

[heroiicnerd]

tag dump 2.

[heroiicnerd]

tag dump

[heroiicnerd]

ID :     PINK CHOCO.

     A smile crept on her face. Oh, she couldn’t help vocalizing whatever emotions she had— annoying some around her. But thanks to that, it was even more enjoyable to have friends like Hero around. The lightness in her stomach even more appreciated, fluttering around in the freedom.                 “Oh—” She giggled softly, “I love you too…                       I just— want it to spread, but at least I have you and everyone                       regardless too! I guess it’s easy to forget…“ Though, with friends                       like these, it’s also easy to remember, “You’re my hero, you know                       that right?? I… I don’t know anyone who could inspire me more                       than you do, sweetie.”

His own smile tugged at his lips, corners curled and cheeks slightly ached ; dusted in a soft blush due to embarrassment from her simple, yet heartfelt compliment. Everything she said he took to heart. He couldn’t help it. Her words, her presence, meant the world to him. She was a hero ---- a cookie --- worth admiring. Fingertips scratched the back of his head, lost in his hair ; a nervous chuckle slipping between them.

      ❝  Give it time, Pink, I’m sure they’ll love you just as much as I do. ❞

Sholders hunch up ; embarrassment seeping in.

      ❝ Aw, shucks, Pink. I know I am. You practically remind me every day whether by vocalizing it or writing it down ------- But, you’re also mine. You bring so much love and joy to this world, I can never understand where you keep it. I’m lucky to have you around. ❞

[heroiicnerd]

"I find your passion and heart to some of the most beautiful things I've come across."

His words were caught in his throat, breath ripped from his lungs, leaving the hero unable to speak —- unable to breathe. Whipped Cream, calling any part of him beautiful. Did he not know the pink coated cookie was his own creation of beauty ? His posture, his mannerisms, the way he presented himself ---- simply who he was enough to calculate that Whipped Cream was beautiful ( his theory was concluded. no need for further research ).

Hero swallowed the lump that formed in the back of his throat. He wanted to thank him for the compliment ( debate him as well   /   he didn’t find any bit of him to be beautiful ) and he wanted to return the compliment with his own ---- or try to ---- But, with his novel missing, he couldn’t hide behind his pages. He couldn’t speak with Whipped Cream with a clear head.

      ❝ I - I – uh. ❞

The gears in his brain churned, words try their best to connect to one another to even produce a sentence. But, it was no use. Whipped Cream had a way of making his audience speechless ; that included Hero.

@dancingcream     !

[heroiicnerd]

gives a cheek smooch

Oh ? What an unexpected surprise ! Greeted by none other than the lips of Herb cookie. Soft and gentle ( much like his personality ), press against his cheek. Heat instantly spread across his face, tinting them in rose. When Herb told him he’d repay the favor for saving his small plant, never had he expected it would be in such a bold gesture.

His heart leaped into his throat and without warning, an arm flew up, book pressed against his face ; the scent of aging paper fills his lungs as his words were muffled by the science novel.

     ❝ I - I told you Herb you ----- You didn’t have to. It’s my job. Ah ----- ! ❞

A pause. Long. Dragged. His voice comes out almost in a whisper.

     ❝ You’re - You’re welcome. ❞

@leafblend     !

[heroiicnerd]

take      notes      nerds     !    by      charming      &.      ringo      ( cred. )

[heroiicnerd]

ID :      MOON RABBIT.

     “ Incoming! “ A little late for the warning as the cookie came barreling down the path, not really sure where they were going- For that matter they weren’t really paying attention either. The warning was just something they shouted from time to time, and was usually a hopeless thing to shout; even this time as she smacked into the back of sturdy back squishing back into her usual childlike form. “ Sowwy bout that mithew! Wathn’ watching where I wath going! “ Moon Rabbit Cookie managed through bites of stashed tteok.

The warning was quick ( but not quick enough ) ; the collision was made and fingertips lost grip of the novel he held. Several pieces of papers flew from its bind ( loose-leaf ---- notes he created when making observations ) and balance was lost. Body made impact with the ground, along with his work ; scrambling and pushing his glasses up to his face, he proceeded to pick up the lost items on the floor.

     ❝  N - no, no ! It’s quite alright. Accidents do happen. You alright, though ? ❞

[heroiicnerd]

HEROES AREN’T BORN         /           THEY’RE MADE.     sideblog to justbeliieves

[heroiicnerd]

ID :      SPARKLING.

     someone  is  having  a  bad  day  at  the  races .

Olive hues linger on his sweet companion, book nesting between his fingertips. He didn’t do so hot either.

     ❝ You know, you placed much higher than me. You should be proud of yourself. ❞