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ananas dragon cookie

they make a soft purring sound when they’re alone with you — which in all honesty they’d forgotten they could even do in the centuries after the war, and which they really would rather you never bring up to anyone else

they, as all dragons do, will usually just refer to you as their ‘mate’ or your first name over any sort of pet name — but if you want to call them something else they won’t complain (just, please, for the sake of their pride keep the sillier or more cutesy terms of endearment for when you’re alone)

showers you in gifts pretty much constantly, and as your relationship progresses they get much better and procuring gifts that actually appeal to you as a human and as an individual — unlike a lot of their earlier attempts which were based on what they could remember of their species’ courting customs from way back in the day

would fly you around in their draconic form if you asked, but they wouldn’t go very far as, for as much as they want to show off, they are terrified of dropping and hurting you somehow — as far as they’re concerned you, their mortal mate, are the most fragile thing ever and they refuse to take any unnecessary risks

they tend to sleep either curled up around you like a very large, very warm sort of serpant, or with you laying comfortably on their chest in their arms — and they make for a surprisingly comfortable bed

choco drizzle cookie

she wouldn’t be with you if she didn’t believe you could hold your own in difficult or uncomfortable situations, but choco drizzle cookie will still step in and protect you if she notices that you’re out of your depth or otherwise in need of help — and, besides, she’s not going to turn down an opportunity to sharpen her fighting skills

she’s not the type of person who blatantly advertises how she feels about you, but she does show her love for you in her own way — like by tending to your wounds herself, or stepping into a battle when she can see you struggling, or by sitting quietly and listening intently to everything you have to say instead of brushing you off and returning to her training

despite how good she is at keeping her cards close to her chest, her sisters are still quick to pick up on her favouritism for you and teased her relentlessly for it before you two became a thing — back when she was still deep in denial about just how attached she was

the nature of her work means that the time you two get to spend together is exceptionally limited, but she does try to make the most of the time you have — even if the activities you can openly partake in are also rather limited due to the bounty on her head…

she pays far closer attention to you than you may realise and remembers the things that are important to you — like locations, dates, people, and so on — but you likely won’t realise this until much later down the line as she’s not the type to brag about everything she’s learned outright to score ‘good girlfriend points’ or whatever

she doesn’t really use pet names with you as she doesn’t want to put you in any unnecessary danger because of your relationship… but sometimes, when she’s certain that you’re asleep and that nobody else is in earshot, she might catch herself feeling exceptionally sentimental and might just call you something suitably sweet (like ‘my love’ or something else along those lines)

wildberry cookie

he may not show it, but whenever you’re not with him you are always on his mind — he sees you in the bustling crowds of the hollyberry kingdom’s market, smells your perfume/cologne in the flowers around the castle grounds, hears your laugh in the chatter of the grand balls her majesty hosts, and is reminded of the stories you’ve shared with him whenever his eyes land on something you’ve pointed out to him in the past

can very easily pick you up and carry you around, and he does so often whenever you’re too tired or drunk or sick to make it to bed on your own — he’s really gentle with you too, treating you almost like you’re made of glass

the only time you’ve ever seen him get visibly flustered — i.e. go red from the chest up — was the first time he caught you wearing one of his spare tunics early on in your relationship

if he had a phone you would be both his homescreen and his lockscreen — and they wouldn’t even be particularly special photos of you, just random candids he took of you when you weren’t looking. one of you laughing and one of you smiling tenderly at something you were reading

wealthy socialite, extraordinary hostess, owner of the most luxurious ss cargot, and a woman with more than her fair share of secrets, escargot cookie is not someone you ought to pursue if you’re not prepared to be the centre of attention in whatever room you’re in — be that for the rumours surrounding the origins of her wealth, her naturally charismatic personality, or her talents as a hostess. but if you’re truly up for the challenge and believe you can keep pace with her, you’ll find her to be quite the fun and loyal lover… even if she never quite lets you in on every little detail about her life (can’t a lady have her secrets?)

i really hope you’re not someone who gets easily sea sick, because unless you want to go long distance with her you will end up moving onto her cruise ship with her for most of the year. of course there will be periods where the two of you stay on land, perhaps in one of her many homes, but the vast majority of your lives will be spent on the ocean until she finally decides it’s time for her to retire as a hostess and move back on land full time

she rarely ever uses your name unless she’s introducing you to someone new, instead cycling through a small number of traditional/classic terms of endearment. think along the lines of ‘darling’, ‘my dear’, and so on

her favourite places to kiss you, and to be kissed by you in return, are the hands, the lips, the cheeks, and the fingertips. though most of those are reserved for more private moments as she’s not the biggest fan of pda — call her old fashioned if you’d like, but it’s just really not her thing

she is very insistent on giving you nothing but the absolute best things that she can provide — which means that everything from your dates, to the gifts she buys you, to the compliments she offers, are given with the utmost thought and care put into them… and often come across with a certain air of elegance and old money, but that’s pretty standard for her so if you’ve been together for long enough you may not even notice

as the owner of the ss cargot, she has more than enough influence over the goings on around the vessel to ensure you’re thoroughly taken care of even when she’s otherwise too busy to dote on you herself. and that includes a personalised menu tailored precisely to your tastes and preferences, a rota of activities she knows you’ll enjoy, a room that’s catered to your individual needs and wants, and an advisory handout for each staff member detailing exactly how they can prioritise and ensure your personal comfort throughout your stay — needless to say, she’s very thorough when it comes to your enjoyment

you are the person she trusts the most, but even then there is a very good chance that you’ll never know about the extent of the two different lives she leads. and that’s entirely by design as she’d rather you not get dragged into any unnecessarily dangerous situations on her behalf

black sugar swan cookie

her favourite place to be kissed (other than her lips obviously) is either her hands or her neck. the former because it just feels more romantic and intimate, like you’re treating her like the royal beauty she feels she deserves to be seen as. the latter because her neck is just really sensitive and she likes how your lips feel against her pulse point

her favourite places to kiss you are your wrists (when she’s feeling especially romantic and/or chivalrous) or your lips (a simple answer, she recognises that, but she just loves how they taste so she can’t really bring herself not to choose them)

your first kiss was almost definitely initiated by her — framed as a blessing or a gift from the generous black swan when in reality it was an impulsive action driven by her jealousy and her need to prove you belonged to her and that you felt as strongly for her as she did for you

her kisses are deep and tinged with a lingering sense of desperation even long after she’s gone through the motions of true self acceptance. she kisses you like every atom of space between you is a personal insult and like she’s trying to prove her worth as a woman, as a guardian, and as a mate to you with every connection of your lips

black sugar swan cookie also has a bad habit of intentionally kissing you to leave visible lipstick stains on your face and neck when she’s jealous — it’s her own quiet way of claiming you so nobody tries to steal you from her

sugar swan cookie

she was the one who initiated your first kiss. but only after courting you for a while beforehand and becoming absolutely certain that you were fully ready to commit to her like she was to you. it was sweet, brief, flustering, and followed by a smile so warm you couldn’t not mirror it

other than her lips, her favourite place to be kissed is her palms — she also appreciates kisses to her shoulders early in the mornings when you’re together, but the intimacy of a kiss to the palm truly is unmatched to her and it always brings a smile to her face and brightens her mood when you do it

the places she most likes to kiss you are your lips (especially when you’re smiling or laughing as that truly is her favourite sight in the world) and your fingertips (which she tends to precede with interlacing your fingers with her own and always follows with a quick series of pecks to your knuckles)

her kisses are usually chaste and sweet, lingering just enough to take your breath away but never overstaying their welcome. she’s also always very gentle when she kisses you, pairing it with careful caresses of your side or cheek before pulling away and smiling at you like you’re the most wonderful person in the world

obscure umbra cookie is, to say the very least, not someone who is easy to catch the eye of or to maintain any form of lasting healthy relationship with. after all, between their unshakeable dedication to the cause of awakening the ebony dragon and their own generally power hungry nature, it’s hardly as though they provide much of an opening to enter their life as anything but a victim or a prospective sicophant. but, should you somehow achieve the impossible and earn a place by their side as something akin to an equal you’ll find yourself with a partner who treats you like royalty and will force anyone and everyone in their path to worship you in kind… which is sweet, in a very odd sort of way, once you get past the whole ‘cult leader’ thing

they do expect you to be able to fight your own battles, so to speak, but they’re also protective enough to step in and correct any of their followers who step out of line with you — they excuse it as just maintaining order, but by now you know better and are able to see the protective gesture for what it truly is. and if the threat to your health or happiness is coming from outside of the cult they’ll either force the other party to submit to their wills and apologise for their wrongdoing or just straight up kill then if they have no greater use to the cause (or committed a severe enough infraction against you)

their work with their cult and their efforts to truly resurrect the ebony dragon naturally keeps them exceptionally busy and, as a result, they don’t exactly have a great deal of time to spend with you. of course they’re not entirely neglectful as a partner and do spend most of their free time with you, but that free time is very limited so more often than not you’ll end up with one of their most trusted followers hanging around and keeping you company… it’s a lonely life, but you surely knew what you were getting into when you started pursuing them so you have only yourself to blame

they weren’t a very big ‘pet names’ kind of person before meeting you, and even now they usually just call you by your actual name or your title within the cult rather than anything more personal or affectionate. that being said, every so often when you’re alone you may hear them slip in a traditional term of endearment like ‘my dear’ or ‘darling’, maybe to tease you or to comfort you or just because they felt like it

you are the only person in this dull world that they truly derive any sense of amusement or enjoyment from being around. and it’s borderline comical just how differently they act when you’re around to keep them company versus when they have to dedicate their time and attention to literally anyone else

they aren’t a fan of pda at all and will shrug you off immediately and even scold you if you try to initiate anything in public. not out of any sense of shame or out of a desire to hide you, because everyone around them knows who you belong to, just because they don’t like it and make as much very clear to you from the beginning of your relationship. when you’re alone you can do as you please, but around others they expect you to maintain some sense of decorum

their favourite places to kiss you are on your knuckles, the nape of your neck, and on your lips. and in return they most like being kissed on their lips, their cheeks, and along their jawline

as one of the four spirit weapons responsible for keeping the ebony dragon’s power sealed away it almost goes without saying that bamboo blade cookie’s duties aren’t exactly something he can neglect for the sake of your relationship — which does mean that there will be times where your relationship with him will end up taking a backseat to his other responsibilities. of course he did make this very clear to you back when you first starting courting each other, that he’s not someone who has the luxury of dropping everything for the sake of love, and he does his best to make up for his absences whenever he’s home with you, but it’s still something you’ll need to come to terms with if you truly want to stick with him

the only thing he loves more than making himself comfortable as high up out of the way of everyone else as possible and napping the day away is doing all of that with you curled up nice and snug in his arms — and bamboo blade cookie is particularly insistent about the fact that he never sleeps as well unless he’s with you

very very protective over you and not afraid to put his strength and talents as a fighter to good use in order to keep you safe when you’re actually in danger, or to intimidate the other party into apologising and backing off, or just to send them flying well out of the way — though he does prefer the more nonviolent solutions and will lean towards those unless, again, you’re actually at risk of getting hurt

he has a very casual approach to physical affection in the sense that while, yes, he does always like to be touching you in some way when you’re together, he also never makes a big deal out of it or does anything to draw attention to you both — in fact he makes it feel and look so natural that you oftentimes don’t even realise just how much he’s hanging off of you until one of your more touch-averse companions points it out to you

aside from your lips, his favourite place to kiss you is your hands (specifically the backs and your fingertips). and bamboo blade cookie’s favourite place to be kissed is either his palms or his cheeks (again, not counting his lips)

he does mostly just call you by your first name, but every now and again he’ll slip in a pet name like ‘sweetheart’ or ‘my love’ or something else along those lines — usually when he’s just waking up from a nap or when he’s just in a particularly affectionate mood for one reason or another

he does sometimes follow you around without you realising — but only when he gets a bad feeling and wants to make sure that you’re safe (e.g. when the area you’re travelling to is on a route that’s been recently attacked by the local cult, or if he’s been hearing rumours about pickpockets around a certain town you’re intent on shopping at). he’s also very non intrusive about it and only ever makes his presence known if you’re in active danger, otherwise he hangs back at a reasonable distance and lets you go about your business as you usually would

very strong, meaning that he’s more than capable of picking you up and carrying you around whenever the need or desire arises (e.g. you’re sick, tired, your feet ache, or you just want him to carry you around). likewise he’s very much so able to lug around anything you need moving and will do so without (much) complaining

very much into the acts of service love language as well — and is very appreciative whenever you go out of your way to take care of him or his grove (e.g. cleaning up the area, cooking him whatever food he’s craving at the time, bringing him materials to help better polish and maintain his sword, etc.). he gives as good as he gets too, so don’t for a moment think that he’ll be letting you do all of the doting in your relationship

black sugar swan cookie

black sugar swan cookie is a very simple woman and if she’s not calling you by your preferred name she tends to stick to one of two terms of endearment

‘dearest’ or ‘honey’

maybe the very occasional ‘darling’ if she’s in an exceptionally good mood… or if you really strongly oppose one of her go-to pet names

and she’s not overly fussy about what you want to call her, but she does have a soft spot for more traditional or traditional sounding terms of endearment like those she uses with you

complimentary pet names also go a long way with her — e.g. ‘pretty girl’, ‘beautiful’, etc. — and catching her off guard with one of those as well as a kiss is always guaranteed to lift her spirits and leave her a bit flustered

stevia nova cookie

stevia nova cookie alternates between more classic pet names and ones that are more plant based

like ‘flower’ or ‘petal’ for example… though if you’re not too fond of that style of pet name then she’ll stick with the more traditional sort

(think along the lines of ‘my dear’, ‘my love’, ‘darling’, or ‘honey’ even)

of course she does also use your name every now and then (like when she’s introducing you to her citizens, her friends, or her family) but when it’s just the two of you she tends to stick to using terms of endearment

she also prefers if you stick to the ‘older sounding’ pet names when talking to/about her — but she’s also not going to call you out on it if you want to use something different

(as long as it’s not, you know, an insult)

plus it’s kinda refreshing to be called something new for a change every now and then — so call her ‘babe’ or ‘honey bunny’ or whatever if you’re so inclined… if anything she finds it all kinda amusing and endearing

sugar swan cookie

sugar swan cookie’s tastes are pretty traditional and classic — she is an ancient guardian, after all — and more often than not are just as sweet on the ear as she is to the eye

you’re her ‘darling’ when she greets you after returning to the dessert paradise

you’re her ‘beloved’ when she’s introducing you to other people

she calls you ‘my love’ when she’s bidding you goodnight or farewell

and she says all of them so warmly that you can’t not smile when you hear them

she insists on making all of your clothes — even if your personal tastes are a far cry from the styles she usually designs for the runway or her collections — and because she has everything about you committed to memory (proportions, fabric preferences, the fits you usually wear, etc.) you’ll never have to worry about ending up with clothes you don’t like or can’t wear

the queen of matching couple accessories — even if your styles differ drastically, currant cream cookie will work her butt off designing the perfect thing that bridges the gap between your preferences and hers so that you can wear something that both shows off your status as a couple and that you both actually like

loves seeing you in her clothes and will spend hours gushing over you whenever you wear them… even if it’s something small like borrowing one of her hats to complete an outfit, or wearing her pyjamas because all of yours are in the wash

takes so so so many pictures of you, even has a whole album on her phone dedicated to random photos she’s taken — some are flattering and artsy, others are candids she’s snapped at random points throughout the day, and some are absolutely mortifying to look at, but she insists you look incredible in every single one and will not delete any of them no matter how much you ask

a lot of the early drafts of her designs include random sketches of you dotted about the page, some drawn from memory and others made when you pop into her studio to visit her or to drop something off

her main love languages are gift giving and words of affirmation, and she loves nothing more than seeing you use and enjoy the things she gifts to you (or seeing you positively glow under her encouragement and praise)

gushes about you to anyone and everyone who will listen — her main victim is her neighbour, pastel meringue cookie, but she can easily talk anyone else’s ear off about you if they give her the chance

loves rocking out to her favourite artists and dancing to their music with you — yeah it’s a bit loud and a bit chaotic, but in her opinion that just makes it all the more fun (do not take her to a rock gig, she will head straight to the mosh pit and you will get caught up in the madness that follows)

can’t cook a lot, but she spent ages perfecting your favourite meal and is able to get that one just right 100% of the time — just don’t ask her to surprise you with anything else because she will almost certainly end up burning something… definitely the food, maybe even the pan she’s using, and possibly herself as well

her go-to pet names for you are ‘babe’ and ‘baby’ (as well as other variations of those two), but she’s also been known to slip in the occasional ‘sweets’ or ‘honey’ when she’s in an exceptionally good/affectionate mood, like right after launching a new collection or landing a deal she’s been trying to get for ages

-> moonlight cookie

she dreamed of you often, catching flashes of your might and silhouette as you warped and bent and reshaped the universe to your will

flashes of light and swirls of a dark emptiness erupting from your fingertips, an unnamed figure waltzing between the stars and cloaking themselves with galaxies

you were an enigma to her, one that she found herself attracted to so much that the moment she awoke she sought you out herself

questioning the moons and stars and planets until she came face to face with the space warper themselves — half hidden behind a nebula as you weaved new laws into the universe itself

and, somehow, it was love at first sight — the boundless knowledge in your eyes feeling far less burdensome once you caught a glimpse of the once slumbering moon

and you spoke for hours or minutes or days (time becomes meaningless once you’ve lived for so long) about anything and everything

about the wizards about the stars about creation and about the end of all things

and you promised to keep watch over her as she drifted off once more

and she promised to be by your side until the last star dies out

then she fell asleep once more, body curled into your side as you held her tightly, lounging on a crescent moon that was somehow twice as big as before — a pleasant smile on her face as your image danced through her mind

past, present and future all at once as the stars flickered and spun and lived and died under your watch — whether they were memories or dreams or prophesies she neither knew nor cared to find out — and she was once again, truly, at peace

and there you remained, holding onto your dear moon and weaving and seeing and knitting and warping the universe back into shape — wordlessly willing it to go quietly and easily to your desires, to be stable and safe and calm as she rested

because you couldn’t leave to sort everything out yourself

because you promised to be there when she woke up

-> sea fairy cookie

she only became aware of the sheer intensity of your power after the two of you became official

of course she’d seen you work — seen you manipulate the world around you as easily as fish learned to swim — but she never truly grasped how immense your control was

how you could alter anything — truly anything at all — to fit your whims

how you held the weight of the world — an incomprehensible number of worlds, even — on your shoulders through your responsibilities

how you could end the universe in a fraction of a second if you wished, yet you spent every waking moment preventing reality from collapsing in on itself instead

it was intimidating, terrifying even, at first to learn just how powerful you were and how much you had to deal with

(maintaining sugarteara was more than enough responsibility for her and even then she failed and let it fall into ruin, so being responsible for a near-infinite universe made her feel rather faint)

it would take her some time to get used to — or, rather, to come to terms with this side of you

but in the end very little would change, with your relationship returning to relative normalcy and routine once she’d sorted out her feelings about the whole thing

she still loves you (though love isn’t strong enough of a word in her opinion) and couldn’t imagine living her life without you by her side

couldn’t imagine being without your touch, your voice, your smile — all things that bring warmth and happiness to the cold and isolating existence that she’d lived as an icy statue beneath the waves

so when all was said and done, she still held you close and leaned into your touch

she still flushed and ducked her head when you kissed her

she still looked at you with so much love and affection that you couldn’t help but get teary eyed yourself

the only real change is that she’ll ask you to tell her about the universe

about the stars and the planets and the stars that exist between them — the beginning and the end and the interim

and she’ll listen raptly to everything you have to say, leaning her head against your shoulder and humming as you point to the sky — quietly revelling in the intimacy of the act whilst also eagerly learning about the very thing she’d longed to reach in a previous life

-> timekeeper cookie

time and space are two sides of the same coin so it would stand to reason that the two of you would cross paths often enough

initially the two of you had been at odds for a long while — with you maintaining a calm and regal facade and them getting on your nerves with their ‘devil may care’ approach to their abilities and the timeline in general

uptight and formal vs relaxed and chaotic; frankly it was a miracle you hadn’t killed each other after the first few times they tore through space time and left a complete and utter mess behind for you to deal with

but after a few hundred encounters over time and space the two of you called a truce and decided to try and be more civil around each other

no more hunting, no more games, no more distractions — just two powerful beings existing in the same dimension as each other

and as more time went by the two of you started to talk — with them helping you lighten up a bit and let some of that weight off of your shoulders and with you helping them find a safer way to break the timeline

you sparred, you spoke, you bonded and bickered, you laughed and you cried

becoming closer and closer until affection comes more naturally than breathing and the barrier between ‘platonic’ and ‘romantic’ is so blurred that there was no longer any point in distinguishing the two at all

you learned to love their past, present and future

and they learned to love you for more than just your strength and responsibilities

time and space, together at last