hi. cooked something up :3 was supposed to be a simple lil thing + redraw of an older drawing from back in like. may i think. but i locked in a bit too hard it Seems. lmao
older, shitter version from may under the cut for anyone who happens to gaf
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hi. cooked something up :3 was supposed to be a simple lil thing + redraw of an older drawing from back in like. may i think. but i locked in a bit too hard it Seems. lmao
older, shitter version from may under the cut for anyone who happens to gaf
is it weird that i ship them
Just asking
Have yaoi as a bonus (since i obtained Wizard in CROB a few days ago)
“I’ll be with you forever, and i’ll always stand by your side.”
WizardBrave/Wizbrv flash fic requested by @cyberxxo
summary: prompt given by requester: ice skating; however author (me) can write whatever trope’s for the story
tags: Flash Fic - Ambiguous/Open ending fanfic
'I’ll be with you forever.' The Cookie Kingdom was always at its liveliest during the winter. At least, it was in GingerBrave's eyes. Sure, the cookie regulars were aggravating over the weather, including how the weather could get bitterly cold, but why complain about little issues like that when everything seemed so… different and magical?
All was that there was a sort of freshness in the atmosphere, a new wave of life that ends up covering the world with its lightly powdered snow. But somewhere, sometime, late evening, as the sun set before reaching 5, GingerBrave caught himself in the middle of a nearly empty park. The ice rink was relatively smaller than what he could have expected but still fairly large; most of the people are skating, and some are surrounding the ice rink area itself. GingerBrave slightly adjusts his scarf, with him pulling back his thick wool hat backwards. Just moments before ever stepping into the ice rink, grab the rink rail steadily. As his legs trembled from standing carefully on ice, he placed all of his body weight against the rink rails. At the center of the ice rink, Wizard stopped and spun his body around to face his best friend. Who is still at the ice rink’s entrance, in which he is visibly struggling with knowing how to properly balance on figure skaters? Wizard maneuvers closer to Gingerbrave, occasionally easing up on his speed to avoid any collisions with the other ice skaters. “GingerBrave, is everything alright?” a slight laugh in his voice. “Ah... it’s nothing serious, but I have never ice skated in my life,” he answers honestly. “I see. Ice skating is not that insanely difficult to achieve. If anything, it’s like riding a bike. You just need to balance, and you’ll never forget how to.” He held his hand out, reassuring Gingerbrave that there’s nothing to be nervous about; his warm smile, in which it is barely visible, brightens up his surroundings as the other feels his face heating up. He offered his hand to GingerBrave, the sort of gesture that felt as much like a promise as it did a comfort. For a heartbeat, time seemed to slow. His smile, though faint and fleeting, carried a gentle warmth. and Gingerbrave felt his cheeks flush; the flutter in his chest was as undeniable as the way his own hand trembled, hovering just above acceptance. “So, you’ll try it out?” “I… I’ll do it. Just don’t laugh when I fall flat on my face.” “Never.” It was an easy promise for Gingerbrave to make because he was good at almost every physical activity. Wizard Cookie believed he would quickly learn how to ice skate too. The concern wasn't about looking foolish. It was about the special times spent with someone he cared about that really mattered to Gingerbrave. Even if he could have everything he ever wanted, he would never trade it for just one day with his closest friend. This moment, in particular, holds a special place deep within his heart; he would gladly give his heart so that his friend could feel everlasting joy and love. always just like now.
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hi. sorry i Died again. have This Shit thats all been rotting in my ibispaint gallery for a few months or so
(i unfortunately havent been as Cookie Run Pilled recently as i Usually am on account of me starting to hyperfixate on a certain Eight Thousand Page Long Webcomic BUTTTTTT that does NOT mean idgaf about cookie run anymore!!!!!!!! i will post something of actual Quality again SOON i Promise 🙏)
coming back out of the grave rq to feed u all some freshly made doodleslop ♥ #higuys
i'll make something actually good Later lol im tired asf rn 💔