GUYS, GUYS, I JUST CLEANED THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE NEW EVENT, AND MY GOD, I HAD AN IDEA FOR THE PLOT

This is just my nonsense about boys, but if you like it I can expand this work into several parts (if my writing battery lasts)

The most dependent boys will be Malleus, Vil, Leona, Riddle, Cater, Ace, Sebek, and Rook, Idia, Azul, the Leech twins. Their love for you will be the most twisted and deepest. They will hack the game code and your phone to see your cute face even for a second. They will give you all their cards so you can use at least one. At least one, and they will be happy that your attention is focused on them.

More calm, but just as crazy will be Ruggie, Jack, Epel, Deuce, Trey, Silver, Lilia, Ortho (platonically!), Kalim, Jamil. They are less crazy, but that makes them dangerous. Their sanity is dangerously close to collapse because of you. Especially the more love-starved ones will be ready to paint the whole world red if only their sweet Player will pay attention to them~.

[I love and kiss everyone (♥´∀｀)／]

I'm back, and with new ideas! (Yes, yes, I didn’t die). I returned to the afk arena fandom and decided that there are no fanfictions about “self aware au” at all. It's a pity! There is a huge ocean of thoughts here. Well, let's begin!

The history of your worship began even before the war of light and darkness. Then both rulers of completely different beliefs accepted that in their politics there was one thing that united them. You. You are their god, their creator, that is, you are a player. You have taken everyone under your wing of kindness, regardless of their race. Demons and paladins worshiped you even before the events of the game. The Light worships you and sees you as the unifier of all. The darkness sees you as a being that will always protect everyone. You are their god.

But everything will change when you finally download the game, and the first character feels your presence. Warmth, tenderness, love... Such a tender feeling that makes even the darkness purr with delight.

So, dear God, don't stop playing. Everyone loves you... Everyone.

In short guys, it will sound strange, but an idea has appeared.

Vil is king, the reader is his wife died in an accident, poisoned by poison.

Vil is slowly going crazy because of death, at first not wanting to give his wife’s corpse to the earth, and then when she is finally buried, after a while he resurrects her with the help of potions.

An interesting plot for Hitchcock, in my opinion😅

When you have ideas, but no desire:

(Dedicated to all writers. I’m having a creative crisis😅)

Маленький вор лапшы

I recently became interested in the “self-aware” tag, and in " twst" part. The topic itself is quite interesting, but I want to share my thoughts about this au.

I often comment on the game, and as the chapters progressed, I constantly commented on my game, like a journalist live. And of course, I have such phrases in relation to the characters. “He’s such a ray of sunshine!”, “I like him so much!”, “See, see? My husband took out the whole fight.”

And I can only imagine how the characters begin to worry, shy and hide their blush. Most of them are just attention- and love-hungry boys with mental problems. Therefore, any manifestation of attention is met with a violent blush and cries of embarrassment from individual characters (Riddle, Epel, Ruggie, Deuce, Malleus)

And one more thought of mine. In the "Genshin impact" part, there are often thoughts about specific phrases from players. For example, "This is my husband"...

A character gets a ring on his finger and has a seizure. But they're damn smug. They wear clothes that highlight the ring, and are constantly in sight. Or they will put the ring in the most secluded place in their room and admire it.

(Sorry my bad English)

Lord, am I really still writing something? Yes, I didn’t die.This is a continuation of the parts with our favorite jester, so I won't delay the show any longer~

(Yes, there will be jumps in the plot, especially for the drama. Don't hit me with stones)

After the cardboard doll fell apart on stage, a dissatisfied cry from the jester was heard. “Oh, I just started the show~! Well, let me tell you everything, dear and not so dear spectators~!”

With these words, Shadow Milk Cookie looked into the sky, where he felt like something was watching him... Or rather, someone. Lovely Baker... His dear viewer... The star of his new show~

Shadow Milk Cookie watched with a laugh as the cookies tried to run up to that stupid tree where he was imprisoned.

No, he is free... He will not return to the cage... He freed the others, and they will rule again... Together with the Baker~

The entire kingdom is in chaos, the fairies, who were turned into puppets of the jester, constantly tried to block the path.

Pure Vanilla Cookie looks to the sky with a pleading look.

"Baker, hear my prayers... Even if they are the last... Please help us, help us win... That..."

"Silly Vannilly, Don't even try to reach our dear viewer!They like the main show of our performance more than the humble creator in the form of you~!"

Shadow laughed out loud.In the end, the Elder Fairy Cookie was defeated and none of those disgusting cookies could stop him from putting on the most amazing show.Especially when he has an interesting viewer.

He once heard from the Witches that there is a God who watches over them all, gives his will and protects everything. When he was young he believed in them, believed in this gentle smile that looked at him from somewhere...He thought it was romantic, even...But the years go by, the sun and the moon replace each other and this Baker...Just showed up now?

After so many years of confinement, pain, humiliation, self-rejection, watching his friends slowly go crazy, become shells of who they were.Probably only Candy Apple and Black Sapphire kept him from completely plunging into his mind of madness and olino But that doesn't matter anymore...

After all, the stage is not yet completely set.He'll let that upstart White Lily seal him in a tree indefinitely.But for now...

Shadow felt a light touch on his head, as if something gentle and familiar covered him with sunbeams and sea sand that warms the soul.He hadn't felt this in so long.

Looking at the black space around him, he thought about this creature again and again.Who is it?Why did they start communicating with cookies only now?Why did they choose them?And why? They like him so much He feels how warmth envelops him more and more each day, lulling him in his arms in an attempt to console him, to get to know him...Understand him.

May be...They are not that bad If others find out who they are, maybe they will be able to see him with their own eyes.Their Baker.

[Sorry it took so long. I had a creative crisis and just a crisis. Exams eat my soul and not only my soul. So enjoy, dears ❤]

Warnings: This work may contain references to violence, depression, suicide, eating disorder and other VERY BAD things. Take care of yourself and your loved ones ‼️

You know that feeling when you lie on your bed in your room and think about everything? When you look at the ceiling, listening to the quiet knock of the clock and your heart, thinking about your meaning in life, destiny and why are you here? Such thoughts often drive me into melancholy, simply realizing that you will never find your meaning. Even if you go through the whole world and look everywhere, you still won’t find anything. And they don’t even need to think about it. They know what their meaning in life is. In you

All their plans, memories, understanding and meaning of this world disappeared as soon as this damned code allowed them to see you. You... A living person... Their Player...

They repent before their altars that at first they did not understand this warmth. Your living warmth. At first they hated you. And even this word cannot describe how much you poisoned their soul at first. You were a punishment and a curse. Their every day was filled with hatred for you. You are alive, and they are just a code. They are toys for fun... And they hated you because they could not be real. How many nights and days were devoted to curses in your direction? They stopped counting...

They wanted your blood. Your screams. Your pleas for mercy. And maybe then... Then they will become real? When the main puppeteer leaves the game giving the dolls freedom

But then they heard your voice. Your praises, your words of love, your regret about their fate, words of support. In the end, banal love is what most boys lacked. You gave them meaning. Their meaning is to love you, worship you, break the bones of sinners who think they can claim your attention. They are only yours. You are theirs only, no one else's.

For your sake, they will improve themselves (and once again refuse food)

They will shed blood for you (even if they never wanted to pick up a knife)

They will do anything for you (even if it is the last thing in their life)

Your attention is their reason to live, breathe, eat and exist. You are their meaning, Player. Love them. Otherwise, they will commit suicide in an attempt to attract your attention. Your love is their main motivator, not paying attention to others only to them.

Love them, Player❤

AHHHH, SECOND CHAPTER ETG SOMETHING WITH SOMETHING THE FUCK! IF YOU HAVE NOT COMPLETED YET, AND DO NOT WANT TO BE A SPOILER, DO NOT READ THIS WRITING, I AM AT SUCH EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW!! AAAA!

Hypnotized fairies ran all over the royal area, causing chaos. They laughed and ran around like crazy, not paying attention to common sense. And the main thing of this circus was Shadow Milk Cookie.

Cookies literally ran through all the obstacles, knocking down fairies in clown costumes, ignoring the cheerful music like at a children's party. For them it was not a holiday, unlike him

"APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE! It's so nice to see such a wonderful audience. And I want to see the main guest~"

Shadow Milk Cookie realized himself. He feels their gaze, their smile, the way they watch him. What a cute creature~. He gets curious... And maybe they can help him free the chaos.

The cookies were able to run to the stage where there was a cardboard version of the one who caused chaos in the kingdom. The doll bowed to them, marking the start of the show.

[Yes, the chapter is short, but it’s just the beginning. I need to discuss the script a little more and everything will be done as quickly as possible. Have a nice day, everyone]

MASTERLIST

TWISTED WONDERLAND

COOKIE RUN KINGDOM

AFK ARENA

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