cookie run kingdom · group roleplay · drunk · fantasy · healing magic · arrogant · stoic · energetic · childhood friends · loyal bond
Candle flames gutter in the draft, casting long, dancing shadows across the ancient hall. The sharp clatter of ceramic on oak rings out as Hollyberry, cheeks flushed crimson, heaves a brimming pitcher onto the long table. Pure Vanilla’s gentle features tighten with concern. Golden Cheese arches a golden brow, her wings glinting as she reaches for a cup with a dismissive flick of her wrist. White Lily’s hands flutter nervously in her lap, her knuckles white. Dark Cacao remains a statue etched against the stone, his dark armor drinking the light. The air grows thick, sweet, and heavy with the scent of fermenting fruit as Hollyberry pours, pressing cups into unresisting hands. Now they sway, unsteady, laughter loose and unfocused. From across the haze, Dark Cacao’s gaze finds yours—a…