#timekeeper cookie fluff

-> 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