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A semi-poportionate Peppino, and human Vigi, and Pepperman- some of these having them wear their "Cooking with Peppino" outfits cus those fits are adorabllllleee

Also fun lil mini- announcement, I actually am working on the CWP production as a storyboard artist and assistant writer ^u^ very cool stuff

@peppinos-pantry

Aaaand here we have the very first Minute Munchie PLUS post on Tumblr.com

Thank you to @heinzlike for the job well done with animating the promo

and give Mr @skullduggery918 a warm applause for being the voice of Mr Spaghetti

send post, oh god please don't get hidden in the tags

~Mod Pepperman ✌

A silly goofy CWP comic

Pepperman will use any tactic to (attempt to) crush Mr. Stick's self esteem

@peppinos-pantry

MIKO MY LOVELY, FINALLY BEING MADE A CWP COUNSELOR! @campwillowpeak Ik it’s late (at least where I am rn) but I hadddd to make one of these

Thank you so much to @queenlilithprime for bringing my OC, Ebony, to life!! I truly appreciate you, and it is such a pleasure to work with you 🥰 Ebony is my OC for @campwillowpeakvn 🤩 I can't wait to write my story and include this amazing artwork into it! Honestly, thank you again 🧡

Chapter 2: Settling In

A @campwillowpeakvn fanfiction 💚 'Camp WillowPeak' is a Murder Mystery Visual Novel that is in development for adults 18+, created by @papaziggy-devblog. Minors do not interact.

They arrived at the cabin and stepped inside, finding a small hallway that split off into two separate rooms on either side. The space was cozy, with warm wooden floors and simple, rustic furnishings. The faint scent of pine lingered in the air, adding to the cabin’s welcoming atmosphere.

Harper glanced down at Ebony, his tall frame almost filling the hallway. "So, do you want the lake view room?" he asked, his tone casual, though there was a hint of hopefulness in his voice.

Ebony looked up at him, a puzzled expression crossing her face. "Wait, didn’t you want the cabin because of the view in the first place?" she asked, her eyebrows raising in surprise as she studied his face.

Harper shifted slightly, looking off to the side as he scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Well, I, er... it’s a nice view, so I... honestly thought you might like it. That’s why I wanted this cabin," he confessed, his voice sincere and tinged with shyness.

Ebony felt a warm sensation spread through her chest, touched by his thoughtfulness. She hadn’t expected this gesture, and it caught her off guard in the best way possible. She smiled at him, her expression softening as she looked into his blue eyes. "That’s incredibly sweet of you, Harper. Thank you," she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Harper’s cheeks glowed pink as he smiled down at her, his eyes softening affectionately. "No problem at all, Cara Mia," he replied, his voice gentle and affectionate, the endearment slipping naturally from his lips.

Ebony looked at Harper, puzzled, as she tried to translate ‘Cara Mia’ in her head. The words didn’t seem to fit the context as she understood them in Spanish. Her brows furrowed, confusion evident on her face. "My face?" she questioned, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Harper blinked, momentarily taken aback by her response. He tilted his head slightly, curiosity and amusement playing across his features. "What?" he responded, his tone a blend of confusion and intrigue, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to piece together what she was saying.

Ebony, still baffled, gestured with her hands to emphasize her point. "In Spanish, 'cara mia' means 'my face'. Is that what you meant?" She looked up at him expectantly, her curiosity piqued by the apparent misunderstanding.

For a moment, Harper stared at her, and then he burst into laughter, the sound rich and genuine, echoing through the small cabin. He shook his head, clearly entertained by the unexpected translation. "No, no, that’s not what I meant," he chuckled, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. The laughter in his voice was infectious, and a wide grin spread across his face.

Ebony raised an eyebrow, her curiosity deepening. She crossed her arms and leaned slightly forward, refusing to let the subject drop. "Well, then, what does 'Cara Mia' mean?" she pressed, her eyes narrowing playfully as she waited for his explanation, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Harper tried to brush it off with a casual wave of his hand. "Ah, nothing really. Just a nickname! Don't worry about it too much," he said, attempting to sound nonchalant. But despite his effort to appear calm, there was a slight tremor in his voice that betrayed his nerves.

Ebony wasn’t satisfied as she leaned in closer, her expression shifting to exaggerated pleading. With a mischievous glint in her green eyes, she put on her best puppy dog face, her lips forming a pout. "Aw, come on! What does it mean?" she pleaded, her voice adopting a teasing, singsong quality that was hard to resist.

Harper’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, the color spreading across his face like wildfire. He quickly looked away, clearly flustered by her persistent questioning. A sheepish smile played on his lips as he nervously scratched his fingertips with his thumb. "R-really, it’s nothing! Just a little nickname for my new roomie. I-" he began, but his voice trailed off as he struggled to maintain his composure under her relentless teasing. He found himself at a loss for words, captivated by the way she effortlessly drew him in with her charm.

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted by a firm knock on the door. Both Ebony and Harper turned toward the sound, their amusing exchange momentarily paused.

The woman from earlier—the one who had been with Cammi—spoke from the other side of the door. "Hurry up and get settled in, you two. Once everyone is ready, I want everyone to meet by the firepit for orientation." Her tone was a blend of authority and warmth, making it clear she expected them to follow instructions promptly. After delivering her message, her footsteps faded as she walked away, leaving Harper and Ebony alone once more.

Harper turned back to Ebony, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Ah, I guess we should go ahead and get settled in..." he said, his tone carrying a hint of reluctance at ending their conversation. "I shouldn’t take too long, so... do you want to head over together when we’re done?" he suggested, his voice hopeful, almost eager.

Ebony met his gaze, returning his smile with one of her own. "Sure, sounds good! I’ll just be a few minutes," she replied, her voice warm and friendly. There was an easygoing assurance in her tone, as if she was already comfortable with the idea of spending more time with him.

Harper's smile widened, his cheeks flushing a soft pink. "G-great!" he stammered, quickly realizing his nervousness was showing. He coughed awkwardly, glancing away as he tried to regain his composure. "I mean, yeah. Cool, sure..." He let out a nervous laugh, his hand instinctively moving to scratch the tips of his fingers. "I'll be out here when you're done," he added, his voice a bit more controlled.

Ebony couldn’t help but find his nervousness endearing, and she offered him a reassuring smile. "Alright, I won’t take long." With a final exchange of smiles, they both headed into their respective rooms to get settled in.

A modest yet cozy room greeted Ebony as she stepped inside. Warm, rustic wood paneled the walls, giving the room a cabin-like feel. On one wall, a simple bed was positioned with crisp white linens and a green pillow, while on the opposite wall was a dresser and a window with green curtains. A decorative tapestry with a dragonfly added a touch of color to the room, while a clock ticked softly in the background.

It didn't take long for Ebony to set up. She hadn't brought much, just a few essentials and personal items to make the space feel more like home. She placed her duffel bag on the bed and began unpacking. First, she pulled out her clothes, neatly folding them and placing them in the dresser drawers. She then carefully set her acoustic guitar in its case against the wall near the bed, a comforting presence that she knew would help her relax in her downtime.

Ebony pulled out a small, well-worn stuffed animal—a plush cat she'd had since childhood—and placed it on the bed. It was a simple touch, but it brought a sense of familiarity and comfort. She also set a framed photo of her family on the nightstand, a reminder of the loved ones she had back home.

Lastly, she unfurled a vibrant tapestry she had brought along, depicting a scene of ancient Egypt, complete with pyramids and a glowing sunset over the Nile. She pinned it to the wall above the bed, adding a splash of color and a deeper connection to her heritage, making the room feel more personal.

With everything unpacked, Ebony took a final look around, satisfied with the cozy, welcoming atmosphere she had created. The room was small, but it was now filled with touches of her personality. She knew she wouldn't be spending much time here once the campers arrived, but for now, it was a perfect little retreat.

"This should do it," Ebony murmured as she stretched her arms above her head, feeling the slight pull in her muscles as she let out a contented sigh. "It would be nice to chill for a bit, but I guess that's gonna have to wait for later."

As she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she paused to adjust her shirt. The reflection highlighted her tattoo—a Quetzalcoatl bird, intricately detailed with a blend of feathers and scales. The bird’s wings spread gracefully across her left shoulder and upper arm, the vibrant colors standing out against her warm complexion. She traced the lines of the tattoo briefly with her fingers, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Alright, I guess I should head out then. Don’t want to keep everyone waiting," she murmured, giving herself a final once-over in the mirror. Satisfied with her appearance, she gave a determined nod before stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

Harper was already there, leaning casually against the wall with a relaxed smile on his face, his tall frame almost dwarfing the narrow hallway. Ebony raised an eyebrow in surprise, her lips curving into a smirk. "Wow, that was fast. Did you just toss all your stuff on the floor or something?" she quipped, her tone teasing.

Harper grinned, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Nah... tossed it all on the bed," he shot back, sticking his tongue out cheekily, revealing silver tongue piercings that gleamed in the light. He winked at her with a playful air. "I do have some standards, you know."

Ebony couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head at his antics. "Standards, huh? I bet it looks like a tornado hit your room," she teased, her tone light and comical as she imagined the chaos he must have created.

Harper chuckled, shaking his head. "Hey, it’s organized chaos," he defended with a grin, clearly not too bothered by her ribbing. He straightened up, his posture becoming more animated as he gestured towards the door. "So, ready to head on over?"

"Yeah! Let's get going," Ebony replied, her enthusiasm evident in the brightness of her green eyes. Together, they made their way out of the cabin, their footsteps in sync as they headed out to join the rest of the group.

Chapter 3: The Start of Something New

A @campwillowpeakvn fanfiction 💚 'Camp WillowPeak' is a Murder Mystery Visual Novel that is in development for adults 18+, created by @papaziggy-devblog. Minors do not interact.

Chatting with Harper along the way, Ebony found him to be an alright guy. Despite his intimidating appearance—likely due to his towering height—he had a goofy, laid-back demeanor that put her at ease. His easygoing nature was a stark contrast to his imposing figure, and she found herself relaxing in his company. As they walked, she glanced up at him, her curiosity piqued.

"So, what made you want to sign up to be a counselor? No offense, but I don’t really get much of an outdoorsy vibe from you," she teased, her tone light and playful, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips.

Harper stuck out his tongue and winked at her, laughing. "Yeah, you’re kinda right. I have my reasons, though," he replied, trying to sound mysterious, though the twinkle in his blue eyes gave him away.

Ebony raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his vague response. "Oh yeah? And what might those be?" she pressed, leaning in slightly as if expecting some grand revelation.

Harper stuttered momentarily, trying to find the right words. As if buying time to come up with a plausible answer, he scratched the back of his neck. "Err... New experiences? Meeting new people? I, uh... was bored?" he finally admitted, though his tone lacked the conviction to make it entirely believable.

Ebony couldn’t help but laugh, nudging him with her elbow. "Not gonna lie, it sounds like you’re pulling all that out of your ass," she teased, her green eyes twinkling with amusement.

Harper joined in her laughter, shaking his head in mock defeat. "Aw, come on! I thought they were good reasons!" he shot back, grinning widely. "What’s your reason, then, if it’s so much better?" he added, cheekily challenging her.

Ebony grimaced playfully, realizing she might have set herself up for that. "Honestly? Meeting new people is actually one of my reasons," she admitted, a sheepish smile spreading across her face.

Harper laughed, his tone light and teasing. "Your reason is just as lame as mine!" he joked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Ebony laughed along with him, but her laughter gradually faded as she tried to defend herself. "Okay, but I'm serious! Lately, it feels like everyone’s been distancing themselves from me," she confessed, her voice softening. The weight of her words seemed to settle between them, and as she looked away, a flicker of sadness briefly dimmed the usual brightness in her green eyes. "And I don’t really know why," she added, her shoulders sagging slightly under the unspoken burden.

Harper’s expression softened, his eyes reflecting empathy as he listened. "So, I thought maybe here I could, I don’t know... make some new friends who won’t just up and poof on me," Ebony confessed, her voice tinged with vulnerability that she rarely let surface.

Harper, still focused on her, paused thoughtfully, letting the silence stretch for a moment before softly saying, "Oh..." A gentle smile began to spread across his face, the kind that lit up his eyes and revealed the sharp canines that added a unique charm to his expression. "I mean... can’t say I plan on going anywhere," he reassured her. "Unlike them, you can count on me to stick around~."

Ebony looked up at him in disbelief, her eyes searching his face for sincerity. Harper’s smile remained kind and genuine, his expression open and honest. He seemed almost earnest in his promise, as if the idea of leaving her side was unimaginable. "Really?" she asked, still somewhat skeptical. "How can you say that when we just met?"

Harper shrugged with a casualness that belied the intensity of his feelings. His smile never wavered, his eyes shining with a quiet determination. "Gut feeling. Come on, does this look like a face that would lie to you?" he asked, tilting his head slightly as he put on his most innocent expression, his features softening into a look of pure sincerity.

Ebony couldn’t resist teasing him, the corners of her mouth lifting into a mischievous grin. "Honestly? A little bit," she replied, her tone light, the earlier heaviness momentarily forgotten. She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And you look like you’d be a little shit about it too."

Harper gasped theatrically, placing a hand over his chest as if he were truly wounded. "Mean!" he exclaimed, pouting in exaggerated disappointment. "Wow, I didn’t know my new roomie would be such a bully!"

Ebony struggled to keep a straight face as Harper paused, giving her a look of mock hurt that quickly dissolved into a sly smile. He stuck his tongue out, revealing the glint of his tongue piercing. "My Nonna raised me to be a man of my word. Guess I’ll just have to endure and stick around~."

That was it—Ebony couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer. "You’re such a dork," she said, shaking her head, clearly entertained by his antics.

Harper’s grin only grew wider as he leaned in slightly, his voice taking on a teasing lilt. "A dork, aaaaaaand your new buddy, yeah?" He fluttered his eyelashes dramatically, adding to the over-the-top charm.

Ebony’s laughter slowly subsided as she looked up at him, her green eyes still dancing with amusement. "Oh, but of course," she replied, her tone just as playful, fully embracing the lighthearted banter.

Harper’s smile brightened even more, satisfaction written all over his face. "Perfect~. I knew we’d get on great~," he said, his voice full of cheer, clearly thrilled with how their connection was shaping up.

As they reached the firepit, Ebony noticed that everyone was already there, busy setting things up and chatting among themselves. A circle of rustic wooden benches surrounded the firepit, and the air was filled with the crackling sound of wood and the murmur of voices. Glancing up at Harper, Ebony noticed a subtle shift in his demeanor. His typically cheerful expression faltered, and a shadow of displeasure crossed his face as he observed the gathered group.

Sensing something was off, Ebony instinctively stepped closer to him, her eyes searching his face with quiet concern. "Are you alright?" she asked softly, her voice gentle and reassuring.

Harper blinked, snapping out of his thoughts as he quickly looked away. "Ah, yeah... Won't lie, I'm not really that social of a person," he admitted, his tone subdued. Ebony tilted her head slightly, her concern deepening. "Oh? You seemed pretty comfortable earlier," she observed, her voice soft, genuinely trying to understand.

Harper looked down at her, a small smile playing on his lips. "Guess I'm just comfy with you," he said, his voice warm and sincere. As Harper said this, Ebony felt a slight flutter in her chest. She thought to herself, “Comfy with me, huh?” She couldn't help but feel a bit flattered and surprised by his words. 

Just then, two people approached Harper and Ebony, the displeased look returning to Harper's face as he stood protectively behind her. The guy leading the way had striking blue hair and a confident grin plastered on his face. He stood at about 5'10" and wore the camp's green polo shirt with cargo shorts and sandals, giving off a laid-back vibe. The girl beside him, significantly shorter at 4'8", had lush red hair cascading in soft waves and vibrant green eyes. She wore the same camp uniform, with knee-high white socks and black flats, adding a touch of contrast to her outfit.

The blue-haired guy greeted them with enthusiasm, "Heeey there, you two! We've all been waitin' on ya!" His voice carried a light-hearted tone as he pointed at each of them in turn. "You must be Ebony aaand Harper, yeah?"

Ebony smiled, nodding at the energetic greeting. "Yeah, that's us," she replied, her tone friendly but casual. She glanced at Harper, then back at the guy with blue hair, curious about who they were. "And you guys are?" she asked, prompting introductions.

The blue-haired guy continued with a smirk, "I'm Gavin, and this little cutie here is Sophie," he said, gesturing to the girl beside him. He then turned his attention back to Ebony, giving her an appraising look. "Though, gotta say, you're pretty cute yourself~," he added, his tone flirtatious.

Ebony felt a wave of annoyance wash over her. “Ugh, is this guy serious?” she thought, barely managing to keep her smile from turning into a frown. Meanwhile, Harper's expression darkened behind her, his eyes narrowing and jaw tightening, clearly not pleased with Gavin's boldness.

Sophie, noticing Gavin's flirtation, looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Are you really going to flirt with everyone you meet here?" she asked, her tone dripping with exasperation.

Gavin shrugged, seemingly unfazed by her comment. "Hey, can't score if I don't shoot my shots," he replied with a nonchalant grin, clearly enjoying himself.

Annoyed by Gavin's behavior, Sophie reached up and grabbed him by the ear, pulling hard enough to make him bend down in pain. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" Gavin yelped, grimacing.

"Down, boy," Sophie commanded, her voice firm as she shot him a disapproving look. Ebony smirked to herself, amused by the scene. “Looks like someone’s got him on a short leash. Not that he doesn’t deserve it,” she thought, finding it hard not to laugh at Gavin's predicament.

Sophie, still gripping Gavin's ear, turned her attention back to Ebony and Harper. "It's nice to meet you! Everyone else is busy finishing setting up, but I'm sure they're all excited to meet you!" she said, her tone polite but firm. She gestured to the firepit behind her with her free hand. "We were actually just about to grab a bit more wood for the fire. If you want, you can head over to the s’mores station and start setting up?"

Ebony nodded, smiling. "Sure, sounds good!" she replied, grateful for the distraction from Gavin's antics. She glanced at Harper, who seemed relieved to move away from the encounter, and together they headed towards the s’mores station, leaving Sophie to deal with Gavin.

As Ebony and Harper headed over to the firepit, they spotted a foldable table set up with boxes of graham crackers, bags of generic brand chocolate, and marshmallows. Ebony couldn't resist making a quip. "Wow, they really went all out with the store-brand goodies. Guess we’re not getting the gourmet s’mores experience," she joked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Harper chuckled, picking up a piece of paper from the table. "Looks like there's even a little to-do list... Pretty much just skewering marshmallows and portioning out chocolate and crackers," he said, reading through the instructions.

"Sounds easy enough," Ebony replied with a shrug.

They got to work, methodically skewering marshmallows and setting out portions of chocolate and graham crackers. As they worked, Harper seemed to lighten up, his mood noticeably more cheerful.

Ebony observed him out of the corner of her eye, noticing how genuinely happy he seemed when it was just the two of them. “It’s like he’s a completely different person when we’re alone,” she thought. “He’s all smiles and laughs with me, but he looked almost irritated when Gavin and Sophie showed up.” She couldn’t help but wonder why Harper seemed so comfortable around her yet so visibly displeased with others. It was both flattering and a little puzzling, and it made her curious about the reasons behind his demeanor.

As they continued setting up, Ebony decided to strike up a conversation. "So, do you have any friends back home?" she asked casually, glancing over at Harper.

Harper looked up from the marshmallows, slightly caught off guard by the question. "Huh? Oh, yeah! I’ve got a nice little friend group back home. They’re pretty great," he replied with a smile.

Ebony nodded, her hands busy arranging the chocolate bars. “It’s good to know he has a support system back home,” she thought to herself. She felt a bit reassured, seeing that Harper had a life outside of this camp. It made her feel less worried about his earlier reactions and more curious about who he was beneath the surface.

As they continued working, skewering marshmallows and setting up the rest of the s'mores ingredients, Ebony decided to delve a little deeper. "What about a partner? Are you in a relationship?" she asked, trying to sound casual, though her curiosity was genuine.

Harper choked a bit on the marshmallow he was trying to sneakily eat, his eyes widening in surprise. Ebony couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Easy there, big guy. Didn’t mean to surprise you," she teased, patting him on the back.

Harper managed to swallow the marshmallow, coughing as his cheeks turned a deep shade of pink. "A-a partner? R-relationship? Erm, no, definitely not..." He looked down at Ebony, who had moved her hand away from his back, his eyes searching hers for a moment. "I, uh... Why... Why do you ask?" he stammered, clearly flustered.

Ebony smirked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Just curious~," she replied, drawing out the last word teasingly.

Harper raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her tone. "Oh, ooh, curious? And why would that be?~" he pressed, leaning in slightly, his interest piqued.

Ebony resumed skewering marshmallows, nudging him with her hips as she did. "Stick around like you promised and maybe you’ll find out~," she teased, giving him a sidelong glance.

Harper smirked, chuckling softly. "I guess I really don’t have a choice then~," he said, his voice light but sincere. He looked at her with a soft, almost tender expression. "Not like you’d be able to get rid of me anyway, Cara Mia."

Just then, the woman’s voice from earlier cut through the moment, calling out to the group. "Alright, everyone! Come on over and introduce yourselves!"

Harper’s expression turned annoyed, and he let out a sigh as he stood upright. "Damn, guess we gotta head on over..." he muttered, clearly reluctant to leave their conversation. Ebony gave him a knowing smile as they headed towards the firepit, ready to join the rest of the group.

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When there are more updates to the game, I will continue writing this fanfiction. I would like to thank all those who have read this. I am grateful for your kindness. 🧡

Skinny Dippin Romance CWP Harper x MC

yea so listen, i haven't written anything in almost a year and im so so rusty but i had inspo and booked with it. i had a deep need for soft!harper. though i have been thinking of perhaps going with the darker side of our resident pyromaniac,, i shall see hehe. there’s prob a lot of mistakes and stuff, sorry abt that. i tried to make this seem as gender neutral as possible, if there’s any mistake sdfghjjhg im sorry

anyway! harper belongs to the lovely @mama--sloth in the upcoming yandere vn @campwillowpeak, i apologize in advance if harper is out of character at all,, 

much appreciation for the beauty of your brain mama sloth, he makes me ashhhshdjjffkfm

The moonlight reflected beautifully off the lake’s water, lapping gently against the shore, and regardless of your gnawing anxiety you had to admit you could stand here forever just staring at it. Unfortunately you were growing increasingly more hesitant to join your fellow camp counselor (and newly appointed boyfriend, who was currently stripping as he walked down the creaking wooden dock). 

Wait- stripping?! 

“A-ah! Harper!” a sharp squeak from your lips halted the towering Italian who jolted his head to look back at you now covering your mouth, desperately afraid you had woken someone up. 

His eyebrows shot up, huffs of choked back laughter leaving him as he made his way towards you still standing at the edge right before the shore meets the dock. Harper’s hands gently wrapped around your shoulders before smoothly caressing your jaw with his thumbs. 

“Cara Mia, we don’t have to do this if you’re uncomfortable..” Despite your partner’s deep, husky voice which was most of the time intimidating and often very disinterested with anyone other than you, it was spoken with love and vast tenderness. God did it make your heart soar when he spoke to you like this. 

“Ahh..no it’s alright Harpie..I was the one who suggested skinny dipping in the first place. I just need to take some deep breaths and go for it!” 

Harper backed up a little to give some room as your  chest puffed up while you inhaled the night air, fists resting against your hips in a stance of power! Only to immediately shift into an explosion of stammering mess when your eyes advanced further down past his broad chest. 

Barks of laughter escaped his lips when you finally noticed that he was entirely in the nude. Arms flying to cover your face then pushing against his chest to get him to back away from you. 

“H-HARPER!!” Your small groans of flustered distress only make him laugh harder before he finally finds himself again, wiping a non existent tear from his eye. Reaching out to you when he sees you stomping off towards your shared cabin. Feeling your arm gently grasped by his, he turns you around to bury your face in his torso. 

“Please Cara Mia, I'm sorry. The look on your face was too funny, forgive me?” disgruntled with your giant lover, you reluctantly lifted your head to see he was, in fact, not sorry at all. His mischievous smirk and glowing eyes gave away he was all too pleased with what happened.

“Here, let me guide you into the water, hm?” Harper’s hand trails down your arm to your hand and engulfs it as gently as he can. Leaning down to press his lips against your forehead as he walks backwards, escorting you to the sand instead of the dock. Harper has no problem ambling backwards as the water begins to lap at your ankles. 

You would normally be concerned about going into water completely clothed, though with how he’s looking at you right now? You couldn’t seem to bring yourself to care. He never takes his eyes off of you as he wraps his hands under your thighs to support you. The water level reaches above your chest now but barely touches his own. Because of his height it takes a little while to reach a spot he could move around freely without touching the floor of the lake. 

“See Cara Mia? It’s not so bad.” warm lips touch your jaw, relishing in the soft gasps coming out of your mouth. One of his hands covering the expanse of your lower back, lifting the now soaked shirt. His mouth moving down, taking the lifted bottom hem of it in his teeth. 

“Though… we could do something about these pesky little things.” quietly, he purrs in delight when you lift your hands from his shoulders to fling the wet fabric from your body. His eyes shooting to your exposed chest then back up to your face to crash his lips against yours. Harper’s arm held you tighter against his chest, the hand under your thigh squeezing and massaging the flesh. 

Sighing in pure bliss your own hands intertwine with his ink shaded hair and tug. Moans mixing together with each minute connected before it became too much and he reluctantly pulled away. Not far though, his forehead stays connected to yours as it proves to be too painful even think about being any further apart. 

You already knew your cheeks were red the entire night, but his complete and utter focus on you was enough to distract. Yea, soft lapping of water and the moon’s illumination on both exposed bodies could’ve made you stare for hours.

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP

THANK YOU MAMA SLOTH, ID HAPPILY DO MORE IF YOU OR SOMEONE ELSE ASKS 💙💙

Skinny Dippin Romance CWP Harper x MC

yea so listen, i haven’t written anything in almost a year and im so so rusty but i had inspo and booked with it. i had a deep need for soft!harper. though i have been thinking of perhaps going with the darker side of our resident pyromaniac,, i shall see hehe. there’s prob a lot of mistakes and stuff, sorry abt that. i tried to make this seem as gender neutral as possible, if there’s any mistake sdfghjjhg im sorry

anyway! harper belongs to the lovely @mama–sloth in the upcoming yandere vn @campwillowpeak, i apologize in advance if harper is out of character at all,, 

much appreciation for the beauty of your brain mama sloth, he makes me ashhhshdjjffkfm

The moonlight reflected beautifully off the lake’s water, lapping gently against the shore, and regardless of your gnawing anxiety you had to admit you could stand here forever just staring at it. Unfortunately you were growing increasingly more hesitant to join your fellow camp counselor (and newly appointed boyfriend, who was currently stripping as he walked down the creaking wooden dock). 

Wait- stripping?! 

“A-ah! Harper!” a sharp squeak from your lips halted the towering Italian who jolted his head to look back at you now covering your mouth, desperately afraid you had woken someone up. 

His eyebrows shot up, huffs of choked back laughter leaving him as he made his way towards you still standing at the edge right before the shore meets the dock. Harper’s hands gently wrapped around your shoulders before smoothly caressing your jaw with his thumbs. 

“Cara Mia, we don’t have to do this if you’re uncomfortable..” Despite your partner’s deep, husky voice which was most of the time intimidating and often very disinterested with anyone other than you, it was spoken with love and vast tenderness. God did it make your heart soar when he spoke to you like this. 

“Ahh..no it’s alright Harpie..I was the one who suggested skinny dipping in the first place. I just need to take some deep breaths and go for it!” 

Harper backed up a little to give some room as your  chest puffed up while you inhaled the night air, fists resting against your hips in a stance of power! Only to immediately shift into an explosion of stammering mess when your eyes advanced further down past his broad chest. 

Barks of laughter escaped his lips when you finally noticed that he was entirely in the nude. Arms flying to cover your face then pushing against his chest to get him to back away from you. 

“H-HARPER!!” Your small groans of flustered distress only make him laugh harder before he finally finds himself again, wiping a non existent tear from his eye. Reaching out to you when he sees you stomping off towards your shared cabin. Feeling your arm gently grasped by his, he turns you around to bury your face in his torso. 

“Please Cara Mia, I’m sorry. The look on your face was too funny, forgive me?” disgruntled with your giant lover, you reluctantly lifted your head to see he was, in fact, not sorry at all. His mischievous smirk and glowing eyes gave away he was all too pleased with what happened.

“Here, let me guide you into the water, hm?” Harper’s hand trails down your arm to your hand and engulfs it as gently as he can. Leaning down to press his lips against your forehead as he walks backwards, escorting you to the sand instead of the dock. Harper has no problem ambling backwards as the water begins to lap at your ankles. 

You would normally be concerned about going into water completely clothed, though with how he’s looking at you right now? You couldn’t seem to bring yourself to care. He never takes his eyes off of you as he wraps his hands under your thighs to support you. The water level reaches above your chest now but barely touches his own. Because of his height it takes a little while to reach a spot he could move around freely without touching the floor of the lake. 

“See Cara Mia? It’s not so bad.” warm lips touch your jaw, relishing in the soft gasps coming out of your mouth. One of his hands covering the expanse of your lower back, lifting the now soaked shirt. His mouth moving down, taking the lifted bottom hem of it in his teeth. 

“Though… we could do something about these pesky little things.” quietly, he purrs in delight when you lift your hands from his shoulders to fling the wet fabric from your body. His eyes shooting to your exposed chest then back up to your face to crash his lips against yours. Harper’s arm held you tighter against his chest, the hand under your thigh squeezing and massaging the flesh. 

Sighing in pure bliss your own hands intertwine with his ink shaded hair and tug. Moans mixing together with each minute connected before it became too much and he reluctantly pulled away. Not far though, his forehead stays connected to yours as it proves to be too painful even think about being any further apart. 

You already knew your cheeks were red the entire night, but his complete and utter focus on you was enough to distract. Yea, soft lapping of water and the moon’s illumination on both exposed bodies could’ve made you stare for hours.

rubs hands together in evil™️

huehuehuehue the ideas are coming together

i have been noticed by senpai for skinny dipping harper 🙏 very based mama sloth. naked harper is 👌🏻🥵

ok so i’m not sure if this has been asked but due to,,,ideas for a new fic,,, and out of curiosity how far is the camp from civilization? and is the nearest city the same city that harper and his nonna live in? aannd how dense is the forest? does it make it fairly easy or,, difficult to run in 👀

LMAO Get perceived 👀👀👀

CWP is about a 7-8 hour bus ride from the city Harper, Nonna, and all them are from, which is the CWP equivalent of Los Angeles, CA

There's a few much much smaller little towns scattered along if you can find em, but they're more like those super tiny one road towns that have like... one gas station and a grocery store n thats it, and their scattered pretty few and far between... Just like pitstop places really

The forest itself is up in the mountains and pretty dense once you get a ways out of the actual camp area... Like a good 15-20 min walk or maybe 5 mins of running and you'd be in pretty dense forest, there's also a pretty steep cliff not too far off from the camp

Hol on I can actually make like... a map visual guide type thing rq

Silent Chase CWP Harper x MC

hi again im on a roll :))) this is supposed to showcase part of harper’s darker side, chasing after you (insert: try) running from him. He’s very upset you chose to run but also is very turned on,,,

Maybe i’ll do part 2? If it’s liked enough huehue

dedicated to @mama--sloth | @campwillowpeak and those with a hunting, predator/prey kink hehehe, this is my first time writing something like this so let’s hope it’s good. Also i gave him rings,,cause yea,, again sorry for more mistakes uwu i also realized i made the last one gender neutral but kinda forgot that cara mia is feminine oops, so no pet name in this one :((

The moon hung high in the black sky, casting a just barely visible glow over the forest. The air was thick with anticipation, as if the trees themselves were holding their breath. It wasn't very deep within the heart of the forest that a figure stumbled through the underbrush, fear etched onto their face. They could feel the breath of the chaser on their neck, pushing them forward, their heart pounding in their chest.

Thoughts ran wildly as they just narrowly missed a fallen tree on the ground, stumbling forward and grabbing the trunk of a still standing one. Course bark scratches their palms, digging into the skin while they allow a single moment of reprieve. Eyes darted in each and every direction, senses heightened, distant howls and rustle sent shivers down their spine. 

There was no birdsong, no soft vocals of brush animals. The forest seemed to close in on itself, gnarled branches grasping out for them, the mere height glowering down as if to mock them for thinking they could run from someone like him. A branch snaps distantly behind them, so out of place from the still woods. It’s him. He’s getting so much closer. Heart pounding in their ears and wishing desperately for survival as well as hoping to find some cover. They were so far from civilization, it was already an almost 8 hour drive from the city. There could be no hope of getting there before they were found. NO. They had to try, they HAD to try. 

Fuck, why couldn’t they have just ran down the one road that led to the camp, no that would’ve been too easy to be caught. Shoving themselves away from the tree, breaking into a sprint further away from the direction of the branch snapping, they could feel their energy waning and that’s exactly what he wanted. 

He was patient, incredibly so. For them he was at least. Metal clinks in the pocket of the hoodie he was wearing. Rings rubbing against the red and gold accented lighter. Fingers restless, he wanted to burn down the entirety of the forest if it meant finding them faster. Scoffing at the thought, his head shook. Nah, hunting them down was half of the fun. Mouth stretching wider when he noticed the shaking silhouette of his prey book it from behind a tree. Thanking whoever’s upstairs for his good vision. It’s dark, Harper knows that, and it’ll only continue to get darker as they are chased into the thickest part of the woods. 

He hums softly, all entirely too amused and excited by the little playdate his lover so graciously started with him. Passively moving along the forest floor, too casual for someone who’s currently on a chase. Mmm~ his thoughts become all too swamped with images of them covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Cobalt eyes buried under the jet black need his body is responding to. 

“Hah… I can’t wait to find you.” 

this is so,,,ominous,,,

I feel like some of you need a reminder that Harper, as much as he is a goofball with you and wants to see you smile and laugh, and will 100% happily play up the silly bit to make you comfortable with him...

At the end of the day he's still a Yandere

I think Imma have to show you guys what that means here soon :)

teehee

here i threw this together in .2 seconds cause it was funny *finger guns*

I would say accurate but I know damn well you all can read

I know you know exactly what he's capable of

I KNOW YOU DEGENERATES ARE ALL JUST INTO IT

I SEE YOU 👁👄👁

I just need Harper being a complete wild animal and turning my guts and brain to mush fucking me and claiming me as his to de-stress me

Yup

Harper upon reading this:

WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM SO BABYGIRL,,,SOBBING

Why such single target devotion to MC? Why did Harper walk into a stack of cans and go sprawling at first sight?

It’s cute but confusing how he went from antisocial to everyone (except Nonna) to complete goofy puppy dog obsession.

What changed so fast? Is it mental illness, limerence, attachment issues, some other trigger, or is he demi and experiencing romantic/sexual attraction for the very first time?

Little of Column A, little of Column B, personally I refer to it as being MCsexual uvu

Harper does have them good ol abandonment issues from being given up by his parents as a baby, and issues with the fear of being unwanted due to abuse from his Nonno as well

He loves MC, but they also feel very much like a security blanket for him, when they're around he feels like he can really be himself, like he can open up and come out of his shell

When he's away from MC those feelings go away and he feels like he's all alone and has to retreat into himself again

This is Eggnog 🤍🤎

Much love mama sloth 💖

I have

The big sad

Show me your pets or your fav OCs so i can distract myself by gushing over them

i am

ASCENDING

Lil ✨spicy✨ Harper clips~