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

this shouldn’t come as much of a surprise if you’ve known them for any amount of time at all, but obscure umbra cookie is a strict dominant in the bedroom. and a complete stone top as well. so, in other words, they are the one who chooses when and how to give you pleasure, they are the one in control at all times, and they are the one who you have to answer to if you want anything — which is pretty much how they approach any relationship with others even beyond the bedroom… so…

they’re also a massive sadist and can get borderline violent during sex if you don’t make your boundaries expressly clear or if they just don’t care much for you beyond just being a means for relieving stress or boredom (i.e. you’re not actually their significant other). that being said, for as much as they batter and bruise and cut and choke you, and for as beaten as you look coming out the other side, they also provide exceptional aftercare and make sure to never push you past the point you agreed to, and that’s the closest thing to a love confession you’re gonna get out of them

impact play is one of the main ways their sadism manifests and unless you’re very strongly against it, it will come up virtually every single time the two of you have sex: spanking your ass and thighs until they’re red raw, smacking you across the face with an open palm, caning your stomach and chest, and so on and so on. sometimes lighter pressure, more teasing and taunting, but usually with enough force to leave your body jolting and to have all sorts of animalistic yelps tearing from your throat in response. they’re always mindful of their strength and are intentional about the force they use on you, but that doesn’t spare you of all that much pain in the end because they’re still actively hitting you

big into dacryphilia and makes no efforts to hide how much they enjoy making you cry, be that from intense overstimulation or from how much pain they’ve inflicted on you

they’re also big into controlling your orgasms — in addition to, well, literally everything else in the bedroom, but that’s beside the point — and they all but revel in watching you struggle to contain yourself as they try to force you to finish before they tell you to. and if you do fail and cum too soon that’s just another reason for them to punish you. so, really, this particular kink has absolutely no down sides for them

they’re far from loud in bed and not especially chatty, but whenever they do speak their voice always carries an air of authority that you can never quite bring yourself to fight against. and their words are either strict instructions or degrading statements, with the very very occasional big of praise thrown in when they think you both need and have earned a bit of encouragement

big into marking and they do so with bites and bruises and cuts primarily, but if you ever allowed it they’d gladly take the chance to properly brand you with their ownership over you. obscure umbra cookie could also settle for permanently collaring you if that’s your preference, but the branding combines marking with pain play so it’s their ideal choice

moonlight cookie — the “pillow-princess-ish”

moonlight cookie’s ideal sex position involves her comfortably laying down on the bed and you doing most of the work — even better if you wake her up with sex/oral/fingering because then she gets to skip straight to the good part — but usually she will put in at least some effort to make you feel good in return

like it’s never anything too grand, and she’s never going to get on top no matter how much you plead, but she will do little things that she knows you like here and there just to keep things interesting

(e.g. if you like being called a certain name in bed or have a praise kink then she will make herself more vocal for your enjoyment, or if you have a clit she might reach down between your bodies to stimulate it while you fuck her)

if you tell her to switch positions then she’ll do it without complaint, but that’s all the movement you’re getting out of her unless she gets really into it

and while she is generally more of a ‘good girl’ than a ‘brat’ she can enjoy being roughed up a little bit every now and then — not much but maybe just enough to make her gasp (e.g. lightly spanking her clit or biting at her breasts) — but again she’s generally happy to comply with whatever you want to do as the dom/me

… okay maybe she’s not a complete pillow princess but she’s pretty damn close so it still counts!

besides, the times where she does return the favour (e.g. by going down on you) are exceptionally rare given her general disposition and low libido

they’re still satisfying as hell, though, and more than make up for her usually pillow-princess-adjacent behaviour in bed — not that you’d have her any other way, of course

no… your sleeping beauty is perfect as she is

sea fairy cookie — the “good girl”

sea fairy cookie is wholeheartedly enamoured by you and makes zero attempt to hide that from you or anyone else, so it only stands to reason that she’d be the type of submissive who strives to be ‘good’ for you

she follows your instructions to a ‘t’

she never brats out or does anything she knows she’s not supposed to

she does what she can to make you feel good in bed as well, even when she’s so close to orgasm that her whole body is trembling and she’s unable to utter a single coherent sentence

you tell her to spread her legs or get on all fours and she’s doing it immediately

don’t want her to cum without you? she’s the first to offer up the idea of a chastity belt just to prove to you that she’s kept her promise

tell her to speak up or be louder and she’s fighting every instinct she has just to make you proud

you say she can give you one more orgasm? well she might be all shaky and sticky and dumb but she’ll push through her exhaustion just for you

because she loves you, loves making you proud

and there’s nothing better than being doted on afterwards and being called your good girl — because there’s nowhere else, nothing else, she’d rather be

sugar swan cookie — the “perfect listener”

a caregiver and protector by nature, total submission isn’t something that comes easily to sugar swan cookie — and it’s a side of her that you won’t see unless you’ve been together for a while and she knows, without question, that she can completely trust you

and while she’s not the type to follow every order and request given without question or hesitation, she will always hear you out and either obey or work with you to find a compromise

a good girl without a doubt, but also about as mature and reasonable as you’ve come to expect a guardian of her status to be

e.g. if you have a specific scene you want to play out with her she will listen to your proposal in its entirety before offering suggestions to make it more doable and comfortable and enjoyable for both of you

very big on mutual praise and mutual assurance — very vocal about letting you know when you’re doing well, and about checking in to make sure she’s doing well for you, though she is naturally pretty quiet in bed otherwise

she veers close to ‘touch me not’ behaviour in bed and generally prefers pleasuring you over receiving pleasure herself, but under the right circumstances and when she trusts you enough she can be convinced to fully hand over the reins to you and let you do with her body whatever you want (within agreed upon boundaries, of course)

ʚ — Cro knows and is pretty much aware of how shy you are, seeing that you also are rather insecure gives him more chances to take it as an advantage.

ʚ — Which also adds on that he is emotionally manipulative, it can range from blaming you for something or degrading you, he knows what to say to get you to stay with him.

ʚ — Cro's confident, he knows what he wants and it is what he will get. You are, what he considers to be, his prized possession.

ʚ — On a rather more 'normal' note, he does know what you like to do; taking pictures, taking care of flowers and the list goes on.

ʚ — He knows that you don't throw away anything you count as your possession, no matter how useless or useful it is, it's just there, laying somewhere that probably hasn't been touched for weeks or months.

ʚ — If you do randomly take a picture of him to capture the current moment, or want to take him by surprise (which does end up failing), he doesnt really care, and is pretty much aware when you take the picture secretly.

ʚ — And, hey! If you do get very attached to him to the point it's a strong devotion and overprotective, he is more than delighted to indulge that behavior of yours! Besides, it's not like you have anywhere else to be aside from being next to his side.

ʚ — It's not like he'd let you go either.

It was extremely dark.

The air was also suffocating. Probably because there's a bag over your head, but you disregarded that.

What the fuck happened? You were just walking home from buying random stuff that you probably don't need at the store and the next thing you know, everything went black.

"What the fuck?" You muttered.

"Oh, you're awake." A voice from a random corner of the room boomed.

"Um, where am I?" You asked.

"In my basement." The voice got closer, assuming that the person approached you.

"I figured." You sighed. You didn't know what you did, but you guess that it's something about buying random shit at the store that you don't need.

"Hm, you don't seem scared at all." The voice spoke, this time much closer.

You don't respond.

“Are you not scared of me? Not afraid of what might happen to you?” It asked again.

“Not really.” You shook your head.

The person hummed.

“Why are you not scared?” The voice asked.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged.

“Hey, uh, I hope you don’t mind but can you take off the bag on my head? It’s getting really hard to breathe.” You awkwardly asked.

You heard footsteps approaching, before stopping in front of you. Suddenly, the bag was pulled off your head.

Your eyes took its time adjusting to the blinding light. Just then, you got a glimpse of your kidnapper’s face.

White hair and red eyes. He looks cool. Like a cosplayer.

“Your eyes look cool.” You quickly shut your mouth.

“Uh-, sorry. That just slipped out. I’m really sorry.” You quickly apologized.

The person chuckled.

"Why, thank you. I'd say you have pretty good looking eyes too." He smiled.

You remained quiet due to embarrassment.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, you spoke.

"So uh... Why'd you kidnap me...? Oh, but if you don't want to tell me, I completely understand. I understand that some people do this for a certain reason, and I don't want to invade your privacy." You smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, don't worry. I don't mind telling you." The person smiled.

Suddenly, he leaned down, inching down on your face.

"I kidnapped you because you seem appealing to me." He leaned away with a smile.

"I saw you outside the store. You were looking at the posters at the window." He recalled.

"Your eyes shined just by looking at the poster for a new product they're selling, like a kid who saw a new toy." He smiled.

"I followed you inside the store. I saw how delicate and gentle you were with handling the things in your basket." He looked at you.

"You'd put things inside your basket even if you knew you'd have no use for them, telling yourself you have the money anyway and will probably have a use for them someday." He chuckled.

'Ah... Now this is really embarrassing...' Your cheeks grew red.

"And I knew right away that I have to take you and have you all to myself. I mean, people nowadays take advantage of people like you, and I knew I had to keep you safe." He smiled softly.

"Thank you for thinking so kindly of me." Your cheeks dusted with pink.

"Even if we're in this type of situation, I know you're a kind person." You smiled.

"Hm? How are you so sure?" He asked, face now serious.

"A-Ah... Well, um... You talk to me normally, and you're kind enough to take the bag off my head when I asked you to." You nervously say.

"I kidnapped you. I took you with me to a place you probably don't know. For all you know, I could be plotting to hurt you after gaining your trust. How are you so sure that I'm a kind person?" He asked again.

You shifted uncomfortably, refusing to answer anymore in fear that he might actually hurt you.

"Haha, just kidding." He chuckled and smiled.

"I told you that you looked appealing to me. How could I hurt you?" He sat down at the ground with you and cups your face into his gloved hand.

"Say, how about you stay with me here from now on? I'll be yours and you'll be mine. How about it?" He asked.

"I... have a request." You spoke quietly.

"Go on, I'm listening." He retracts his hands back.

"Even if you're keeping me with you... Can I still contact my parents and family? I want to be able to update them and talk to them." You asked.

"How sweet. Of course. Just as long as you stay." He nods.

"Thank you." You smiled.

"Now that we've come to an agreement..." He inched closer.

He cupped your face into his hands again, face closing in.

"May I?" He asked, looking directly in your eyes.

You nod slowly.

He smiled.