#A Question Of Time PV

[lyrasky]

Depeche Mode【A Question Of Time】和訳 背徳と偽善 Hypocrisy and Immorality

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[piromina]

they definitely met / had shenanigans before pv was chosen to be an ancient bc fate just kinda works like that sometimes

[quibbs126]

So like, what were the other three Ancients doing when Pure Vanilla and White Lily were at the Blueberry Yogurt Academy? Because that’s a magic school and none of those three seem to have any inclination towards magic or alchemy (also I feel like someone would have mentioned if all five of them had gone there)

And also just based on that one flashback picture, I feel like it makes sense that the five of them knew each other prior to getting their Soul Jams, and thus prior to the Blueberry Yogurt Academy

Did they just go home? Were they hanging out somewhere close by? Did they go to some sort of alternate warrior school in the meantime?

I know this probably is inconsequential, but I’m just thinking about it now and it won’t leave my brain

[calmlythrilling]

if demons are real what do they look like...? butter...?

[shadowlikesvsynth]

I'm thinking of doing a re-cover of Shinitai-Chan and releasing it around the same time I originally released that cover. kind of as a happy birthday to the channel :)

[cryptidmickle]

so what if. and hear me out. i made my own au for shadowvanilla purposes-

au details below

HELLO SO I PRESENT AMNESIAC AU

so you see, i was minding my business, drawing and looking at cookies and how everyone has their own cool aus with awesome designs and i went "well im not very good at designing but i Love putting characters in Situations"

this au is mostly focused on shadowvanilla so dont be too hopeful I'll get into the other cookies besides their little circle, im ill for gay yaoi only okay

So! motions to comic above, amnesia smilk time! let me elaborate

Pure vanilla fucked up BIG TIME, in that he maybe ventured out to beast yeast alone to try and find out more about the beasts and a way to stop them, as people with a savior complex have a habit of doing. Maybe, perhaps, also at the same time, smilk was getting the workings of his new dough body done and sensing pv was nearby decided to take the opportunity to torment him a little, yknow he cant help himself! he needs to see him

a nasty little fight and confrontation in some old structures of smilk (or at the spire) result in pv using a strange spell he spotted in the surrounding papers and documents, and .... accidentally cracks smilk's soul jam! hehe, oops!

and also sealing his memories. double oops. damn, what are you gonna do now pv?

well he cant leave confused smilk alone here, and itd honestly be best the other beasts and dark enchantress dont drag him back there in this state, so he offers a hand.

"Come with me. We can help you, I'll make sure you're okay."

a memory-less smilk is confused by this but... he's already grabbing the other cookie's hand before he realizes it. It'll probably be fine, something about this cookie... makes something in him feel okay.

taps forehead, im still working everything out of course, and i WILL be cursing all of you with sketchy stuff about it when I'm able, i need more time to figure out smilk's behaviors without the soul jam and corruption

of course I'm always of the mind that pre-corruption smilk was kind of a rat and rude but how exactly is the real question!! how bad was it before the corruption exacerbated the negative qualities of knowledge and his personality

anyways,,, feel free to ask questions!! it could help me figure this all out, if yall are interested of course,,,,,,,my,,,, handful of crk followers SNRRKS

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

i am sick rn ;((((( so how about pure vanilla and shadow milk (separately) taking care of a sick reader? i need my silly lil guys doing their best (or worst LMAO) to take care of their beloved -galaxy

Here you go! Hope you feel better soon :(

.....

Pure Vanilla

As a healer, it's only natural that he's the first cookie you called when you started feeling under the weather.

You're certain that you caught a cold from the snowy mountains of Dark Cacao Kingdom while accompanying him to a meeting a few days ago, as your doughy body hasn't stopped shaking since your return despite all attempts to warm yourself up.

Today, you woke up feeling achy all over, barely able to finish your tasks around the kingdom without becoming dizzy or getting sudden chills.

So you've put on bedrest until you feel well, asking one of the bluebirds to send PV a message.

Within the hour, he shows up at your place, bringing some good natural remedies to your bedside.

He also brought some hot jelly soup for when/if you feel like you could eat something light.

While his healing magic mainly extends to injuries, it's able to relieve the aches that plagued your dough.

But he discourages you from jumping up right away, as it took time to work.

Even though you think he's worrying too much over your simple cold, PV admits that he felt partially responsible for getting you sick because he asked you to attend the meeting in the first place.

You tell him that's not true, as you wanted to go and he couldn't have possibly predicted the weather that day. You promise him that you'll recover in no time, and you thank him for being here.

That cheers him up, as he promises to stay with you until you're well enough to move around, assuring you that whatever tasks you had could wait.

Shadow Milk

Despite being an inhabitant of Beast Yeast for years, you weren't familiar with the weather patterns within the Land of Spice...

Until Shadow Milk dragged you into his fellow Beast's domain at the peak of a spice storm one day.

He only wanted to annoy Burning Spice, although after you kept sneezing nonstop during their banter and being the one who annoyed him instead, the jester pouted and decided to warp back to his Spire with you.

Unfortunately, the storm made you terribly sick, with your eyes constantly burning and your throat feeling scratchy.

Shadow Milk only realizes something MIGHT be wrong with you when you refused to come out of your chambers that evening.

He invites himself inside and sees the sorry state you're in, laying in bed with spice particles in your dough and your toppings looking like they're gonna melt at any moment.

He doesn't understand why you're pouting and blaming him for dragging you out into that storm.

He even starts whining like "so you hate me now???? you want me to leave??????"

When you deny that and tell him he can stay, he's suddenly all smiles like "hehe I was gonna stay whether you wanted me to or not, doll. You're gonna have to depend on me now! But then again....you always have, and you always will~"

Sinister undertones aside, he's actually genuinely concerned for your health, taking care of you in-between his duties within the Spire.

He shapeshifts into a doctor/nurse persona, looking up cures for spice-related sicknesses and speaking in medical jargon the whole time he's with you.

He'd gather natural remedies and medicines out in the town no problem, demanding them from every vendor/storekeeper--and of course they listen.

After all, those same folks would gladly give him their left arm in exchange for a comforting lie.

You didn't mind playing the patient role, and you don't question how or where he got all those remedies, as you recover pretty quickly.

He definitely wouldn't dote on Black Sapphire or Candy Apple like this if they ever got sick, so you considered yourself very lucky.

[mmmilkweed]

how do you think the ancients and the beast would react to know that pv and smc had children

I WAS GOING TO MAKE A COMIC BUT ARG HAVE THE TEXT VERSION

For the Ancients... PV was *supposed* to tell them about Smilks pregnancy. He was GOING to tell them. But turns out Smilk gets a LOT worse, attitude wise, and basically.. All his time was spent on Smilk ( for the first 3 months it was just Smilk absolutely abusing his Pregnancy Status. Think: "I can't believe you won't let me do this, I'm carrying your child! " basically having PV wrapped around his pinkie. After that? The pregnancy actually hit him like a bus. Funs over, now he needed PV for real)

For the last 2 months of Smilks pregnancy, he basically didn't speak to any other ancient. All communication stopped. But that's not too far from the ordinary when it comes to PV, so no one questioned it.

Until he strode into a meeting with a babe swaddled to his chest.

First, the ancients were confused. Is he babysitting? Such a young cookie? Maybe. But then again her icing seemed oddly familiar to Vanilla's (minus the slight blue undertones.) So, of course, they asked who's she was. "Why, mine of course! This is Lemon Meringue Cookie." he'd say with a bright smile.

Then they'd be offended. No one is surprised PV got.. Busy.. With someone so soon, but not even introduce them to the mother? That was uncharacteristic. They didn't even know he was courting anyone! And so they voice their concerns. And then PV's face scrunches as he thinks. "Oh. I seemed to have forgot to send the letters. My apologies. Shadow Milk Cookie became a whole lot more.. Demanding, once he got pregnant."

Oh the silence that followed. All eyes on Pure Vanilla. They just stared at each other, PV shuffling in place, uncomfortable. At once, the table erupted. Hollyberry was the first to speak: "She's adorable!" Golden Cheese's face seemed both disgusted and impressed: "You bed the Beast of Deceit?!". Dark Cacao threw a hand in the air. "What were you thinking, Pure Vanilla Cookie?!"

Hollyberry was also the first to stand up and coo over the little Lemon nested against her father. She was already singing the little Cookie's praises. PV warned against touching her - not that he didn't trust his friends, it was just that Smilk took issue with it. Says she'd smell weird if they touched her. PV couldn't tell if it was a joke or not.

Golden Cheese joined her, but instead of praise she scrutinized the little bug. "She's going to have your nose, poor thing." though her tone was fond.

Dark Cacao remained seated, brows furrowed. He wasn't sure of this.. Decision PV made without consulting any of them. He was skeptical, worried PV was getting manipulated. Worried PV will fail to take action when time comes, simply because Smilk gave him a child. So he voiced his concerns. And PV listened, and nodded and agreed with his friend. He already knew - of course he did, spending so much time with Smilk - and he was prepared for the worst. From one father to another, they shared wordless acknowledgedment. "..She is rather adorable." DC said, also joining the circle around the babe.

I'll do the beasts some other time idk, it would be a lot less interesting though. Mostly just "Nah nah guys this is all a part of my plan dw. This has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that PV knows How To Get It On and its hard not to say yes to his breeding kink guys I swear. Anyway this is my second pregnancy and yes it's still part of my plan guys I swear"

[iheartmira]

helloo I dont know if you do poly x reader but if you do, could you write shadowvanilla x ethereal fem!reader ? like genuinely reader is so pretty that other cookies ask both smc and pv on how they were even able to pull reader LMAO and reader's always emotionless but shows a bit of emotions sometimes whenever with pv and smc

Reader is also the type of person that when you insult them, they have a really good comeback against the person 😭

Hcs and scenarios could do !!

If you don't want to do this request then feel free to ignore this lol

that's all ty! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

"ethereal" - shadow milk cookie x reader x pure vanilla cookie

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the first time anyone saw you standing between them, the questions began.

"how?" one cookie had asked, her eyes wide with disbelief. "how did you two even court them?"

it wasn’t a mean-spirited question. no one could deny that you were ethereal. otherworldly, even. the way you moved, the way you carried yourself, the way your presence alone turned heads without effort. you were beautiful in a way that felt untouchable, a celestial being that walked among mere cookies.

and yet, there you were. between them.

pure vanilla cookie, ever the gentle-hearted, had only laughed softly, his cheeks dusted with warmth. "love is something that cannot always be explained," he had said, smiling in that patient, knowing way of his.

shadow milk cookie, on the other hand, had twirled his staff with a grin full of teeth. "why wouldn’t they fall for me?" he cackled, his tailcoats swaying with the motion. "what can i say? i’m irresistible!"

but the truth? the truth was simpler.

you chose them.

you, with your emotionless visage and distant beauty, showed glimpses of feeling only when they were near. the faintest upturn of your lips when pure vanilla cookie offered you a freshly-bloomed flower. the briefest flicker of amusement in your gaze when shadow milk cookie spun into a dramatic bow, proclaiming himself the 'greatest lover of all time.'

a whisper of something soft when the three of you sat together, their warmth on either side of you.

it was those moments that bound you all together. silent but sure.

not that it stopped others from questioning it.

"did you really choose them?" an unfamiliar voice scoffed one day, a merchant from a visiting kingdom. "you could've had anyone, yet you settled for a washed-up has-been hero and a jester who doesn't know when to shut up?"

the silence that followed was deafening.

pure vanilla cookie’s polite smile froze at the edges, his hands tightening ever so slightly in his lap. shadow milk cookie’s grin twitched, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

but before either could speak, you did.

you tilted your head, meeting the merchant’s gaze with an unreadable expression. "and yet," you murmured, voice like silk over steel, "despite all your confidence, i still wouldn’t choose you."

a sharp inhale from the crowd. a stifled laugh from someone in the back.

the merchant’s face burned with humiliation as they spluttered for a retort, but it was already over.

shadow milk cookie let out a delighted cackle, doubling over in laughter. "oh-ho! that was delicious!" he clapped his hands, eyes gleaming. "oh, my doll, you truly are my favorite."

pure vanilla cookie sighed, though there was no real reprimand in his voice. "was that necessary?"

you glanced at him. "would you have preferred i said nothing?"

a pause.

"…no," he admitted, a quiet smile tugging at his lips. "i suppose not."

you hummed, satisfied, and allowed yourself the smallest smirk.

between the three of you, there was no need for grand gestures or explanations.

only understanding.

and that was enough.

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[mossyswritingcorner]

Hey yall, this is my first little writing thing I’m posting on tumblr, so please lemme know if you want to see more of this. I really wanted to write abt PV’s Viridescent Daydream AU costume as an x reader(mainly inspired by the art by @pronouns-d-ace and @the-cookie-dragons(my GOATs), might include viripureshadow(probably with a Sage of Truth shadow milk)later on as like a throuple type thing if I’m feeling it). Might be kinda OOC, but this was the vibe I got for Viri PV from his voicelines. And for context, reader is fae PV’s royal advisor. Enjoy :)

Man is absolutely WHIPPED for you

After being hit by the love potion(which I hc to function more like a truth serum that brings hidden feelings to light, for better or worse), Faerie King PV feels mind turn to mush at the sight of you standing there, your iced brows furrowed with concern as he wavers from the dizzying daze rolling over him.

The first few days are the hardest for you both, with every inch of Pure Vanilla’s dough screaming for your warmth, his lifetimes of ruling and duty giving way to the giddy naïveté of a first love until even your voice is enough to make his silver spun wings quiver.

It isn’t long before he’s needily knocking at the door to your quarters under the cover of night, the growing restlessness spurning him on, looking upon you with shining eyes and a quivering lip, like a cakehound pup left out in the rain. From there, he quickly succumbs to word vomiting all the praises and prose and poetry which he drafted and dismissed in love letters he never let you see, professing all his adoration and affections for you. Yet, the sparkle in your iced eyes seems to falter the longer he speaks, shifting from hopeful happiness to strained guilt and pity. Did he say something wrong? Did you not feel the same? Were his words not enough to impress you?

Finding your king at your doorstep in the ungodly hours of the night was strange enough, but the sudden love confession entirely unlike the quietly reserved Pure Vanilla you knew and the pinkened sheen lining the edges of his frosted irises told you everything you feared; Pure Vanilla was under a love potion - none of this was real. His delirious desperation was born of magic alteration, a measly prank surely concocted by one of the teasing faeries of the court to enchant the king, one your heart mistook for truth. Your king couldn’t possibly feel the same way you did for him, the potion was merely confusing him, twisting his obviously platonic feelings into something perfectly primed to crush your soul.

And the worst part is that you knew it was far from malicious, Pure Vanilla was helpless under the force of such magic. In his current state, he’d be stuck spewing these romantic serenades until his own magic managed to painstakingly unwind the stitched spell over his soul - which for a lesser cookie would take years at least, yet the faerie king’s well of magic accumulated over centuries of life would most likely unravel the enchantment in roughly a month.

A month of this torture, which would usually be regarded as a mere drop in the endless ocean of time the fae cookie’s lifespan afforded, but every second your heartstrings were unintentionally teased by Pure Vanilla’s state only served to make the sting of his true indifference lying just underneath ache that much more.

This was not your king, Pure Vanilla cookie, he was a passing fantasy, a fading apparition, a Viridescent Daydream.

And so, you steel yourself with a deep sigh, forcing a fake smile onto your frosted smile, “Let’s get you back to bed, your majesty.”

And with that, his hopeful smile shifts into a petulant pout((not at all helping with how damn cute he looks like that)), “What’s wrong, my dear? Do you not feel the same?” He questions quickly, his hands coming to clasp one of your own in his.

The sudden touch makes your breath stutter, his warm dough pressed against your own while he looks at you with such sweetness, yet you force yourself to slip your hand out from his hold, “You’re not yourself at the moment, your majesty. You’re clearly displaying symptoms of a love potion’s influence, and don’t truly understand what you are telling me. It would be best for you to rest in your chambers until your mind returns to you.”

And witches, the broken look he gives you after your words cuts straight through your dough, “You don’t believe my words are true? My heart sings for you, truly. You must believe me, my dearest, there is no enchantment that could falsify the love I hold for you..”

You tear your eyes away from Pure Vanilla’s display, finding it much harder to still your racing heart, “…I will find the culprits and have them punished accordingly, your majesty, for now, you must return to your chambers.” You reply, trying to change the subject as you retreat from him, which he was having absolutely none of.

“Wait, please! I will prove it to you! You will have faith in my affections, and I don’t care how long it takes. Even if it is just to dismiss me entirely, you will know that I speak only the truth in my jam.”

“Your majesty-“ you begin to interject, but he’s placing his hand on your shoulder and blinking his big, sad eyes at you in a way you could never resist before when he was right of mind.

“Please…I can’t bear to be without you any longer…let me prove it to you…let me stay.”

And with that, you relent, “…I suppose I should keep an eye on you to ensure no more tricks muddle your mind further.” You sigh begrudgingly, opening the door to your room for him to enter, which he does eagerly.

From there, it’s puppy dog adoration and neediness that you never knew the cookie was even capable of.

He’ll sing your praises from sunrise to sunset, and then only halt his words to nestle next to you in bed and drift off to sleep under the cover of moonlight.

He HAS to be touching you in some capacity, be it a hand on your waist, his head on your shoulder, or his knee pressed against your own, and will immediately resort to pouting once you pull away

His hand will twitch with the urge to chase your warmth, but he hesitates to pull you back by his side; he doesn’t want to frighten off his future queen, does he?

He loves you so, his faithful advisor so diligent in caring for the kingdom, and he’s sure you’ll be an absolute blessing ruling by his side, as his wife.

He dreams of silver flowers decorating your icing and a pretty white dress adorning your dough as he takes you as his treasured bride for all of eternity, yet the daydreams are only the illusions of a cookie whose heart is overcome by the empassioned light of love he always dismissed in favor of his kind contenance. Pure Vanilla cookie was a king first and foremost, and he was anything but selfish enough to fawn over you as openly as he wished.

You had stood by his side for years, so many hardships overcome with your aid, and now he couldn’t help the sown seed of his affection for you to blossom in verbal praises and clingy touches. Magic was the only avenue for his true yearnings to be released, and he will continue to fight to make you see his truth, and how essential you were to it.

[snowywolf1005]

WHY THE FUCK IS Y/AN DIVORCING PV?????

BECAUSE OF THIS MOTHERFUC-!!!!!!!!!

Well, it all started when truthless recluse, also known as pure vanilla cookie, turned evil.

(Y/AN) tried to bring him back, but it didn't work.

truthless recluse say awful things to her and how he can't believe he married weird, stupid cookie that breaks (Y/AN) heart. truthless recluse left her, and (Y/AN) didn't know what else to do.

When she met the owner of her soul jam (I think you say the post where (Y/AN) and (Y/BN) fight).

(Y/AN) finally awakened her soul jam and moved on. (She also burns the gift from pure vanilla), and she was gonna happy. BUT!!! When her ex husband awaken his form and wants to restart their love.

(Y/AN) had time to think about, she didn't answer his mail, didn't let him come to her kingdom, and burn pure vanilla gift that his sent for her.

Is this answer your question? Sorry, if I made you mad😓😓😓😓

[cheshire-alice]

So I was thinking about Nice and the fact that he practiced ballet seems so interesting to me.

As a person with diagnosed OCD, the ruminating and intrusive thoughts become so debilitating that you can function. However, the only time my brain shuts off is when I'm dancing (I enjoy hip-hop).

However, a part of me wonders if he enjoyed it. His eyes look dead in one of the PVs where he's performing. Hands drowning him of being his own person. It's like it's signifying the need to be perfect. The perfect hero.

I haven't done ballet in a very, very long time, but it was hard. It requires so much time and is rough on the body. It's ridged, and a sense of individuality is not encouraged.

However, the we've only seen him his most free when he was dancing with Wreck. The movements weren't defined. The environment vibrant, fun, and he looks happy.

It also made me question the need to use his fist rather than his legs. The only thing I could think of was that dance (whether ballet, hip hop, pop, etc) is so important to him that he doesn't want to damage something that brought him joy.

Ling Lin doesn't think about it because to him "of course a dance would want to fight with their legs. Especially since they would be stronger."

I dunno, I'm prolly rambling at this point.

[b1eeding-sun]

Finally made ref sheets for this au so I figure now is as good a time as any to make an official introduction post for it.

Keep in mind that I'm still working on ironing out all the details so some things may be subject to change. However, I do have the major story beats decided so it's all the stuff in between that I'm not certain of. (Also PV'S designs are subject to change I'm not certain I'll be sticking with these)

Au overview and some more art below the cut because I ended up yapping for so long

With that out of the way, here's the gist of this au:

When Truthless recluse shatters his soul jam in the spire of deceit, he gets sent back in time (as like a fluke side effect of awakening ig) where he is found by the Fount of knowledge. Pure Vanilla is weary of Fount at first because he's not entirely convinced that this isn't just Shadow Milk trying to fuck with him again but he does genuinely want to be friends with shadow milk so he decides to just go along with this. He does realize fairly quickly that this isn't a trick, he's actually stuck in the past.

Fount is absolutely fascinated by PV, he's never had any genuine connections with anybody before and PV is pretty much the first person ever to see him as an actual person and not just something to be used and then discarded. He is also extremely curious about why PV has a second copy of his soul jam (PV quickly after realizing he's not in his time starts hiding his soul jam but he couldn't exactly hide it from Fount, at this point in time it isn't visibility cracked yet, that happens later on.)

Long story short they become besties (could be read as romantic or platonic), horribly codependent relationship on both ends. they don't have anyone but each other and they are each other's whole world.

It would absolutely tear PV apart if Fount was to, for example, start to corrupt and for there to be absolutely nothing he could do about it. Or if, and I'm just throwing this out there, he was to be locked up in, oh I don't know, a tree for thousands of years. And expanding on that, let's just say, hypothetically, that Fount assumes PV is mortal (technically correct) and that Its been thousands of years, he's probably died of old age by now (not correct). That would probably fuck him up soooo bad. Especially since he's locked in this hypothetical tree and literally all he can do is sit with his own thoughts.

Hahaha, good thing that's purely hypothetical. Because if that wasn't hypothetical then PV might, in an attempt to spare himself from his suffering, shatter his soul jam (again) and completely lose all of his memories (again). But that'll never happen because that was all purely hypothetical and actually this au is all sunshine and rainbows with absolutely no angst.

I've got sosososososo many ideas about this au that I haven't even touched on in this brief overview and am genuinely considering turning this into a fic. However I've literally never written anything before and this concept I think would be incredibly difficult to pull off convincingly. Also, shadow milk/fount of knowledge is physically disabled here. You can pretty much assume that that's the case with any of my depictions of him even if it's not obvious just by looking, but I figured it should still say that.

Please please please please please send me questions about this au I'm hopelessly hyperfixated on it and I have absolutely nobody to talk about it with or bounce ideas off of and that's tragic. Also I haven't figured out a name for this yet so please give me suggestions so I can tag everything accordingly and have all of it in one place.

As a treat for hearing my rambling out, here's a collection of my favorite of the art I've made for this au thus far (I would have included all of it but stupid Tumblr image limitations):

Edit: there is now a fic for this AU currently in the works!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66152485/chapters/170494225

[crk-kr-to-en]

As much as English translations tried to dilute Smilk's freakiness, it also completely removed his "childishness," or immaturity, and I mean the endearing parts of him.

Just as Dark Cacao called out Mystic Flour her immaturity and her want for others to experience the same pain she had, therefore understanding her, but his quest was to *destroy* her and he stands by his words, and then she just fled never getting to be actually understood how she never had a choice.....

And Smilk is also just soooo.... 🥺??????? It's fucked up.

2 lines that I know of.

En Pure Vanilla:

Still, you continued to test me.

Was it solely for you enjoyment that you want to see me fall?

Implies that Smilk just kept giving PV more challenges. A rather simple question, it asks what it asks.

But Kr Pire Vanilla:

You wanted to constantly check up on me?

Is the only reason you wanted to see me fall for your tricks and really get corrupted, just for fun?

• Implies that it's just more then just challenges, it's just like... he just wants to see him??😭 Why else would Smilk make PV's room in his Tower look like his room in the Vanilla Kingdom? He said that he wanted PV to be with him forever, and he MEANT it.

• Now this is more into detail to all of Smilk's actions. Of course PV Knows those childish tendencies of inflicting pain unto others. He is doing Smilk's tactic of asking questions to cause confusion except PV is aksing questions to get the Truth.

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En Black Sapphire:

...hm, yes, he's not a Cookie who give... multiple second chances.

Who even wrote this fucking sentence and thought it was good?? Get out.

Kr Black Sapphire:

...He's not the kind of person who gives you that many opportunities to practice.

Emphasis on practice. Candy Apple a points out to Black Sapphire that Smilk is acting more unusual. Like their 3 games played prior; chess, cards and move and dice rolling. Smilk throughout playing games after game is just giving more board games to play with PV regardless of outcome. Win or Lose. He just wants to spend more time with him. 😭😭

[odileeclipse]

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NSFW or extreme gore (I want for everyone to enjoy my blog)

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Masterlist

Cookie Run Kingdom

Pure Vanilla Fics

First Fic I ever posted here Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Child Reader Adventures w/ PV Part 1 Part 2

Girl-Dad PV

Heartfelt But Ugly ft Hollyberry

Choosing Her PV angst Part 1 Part 2

A Game of Favorites Ft Shadow Milk

Sleepless Nights

A Kindness You can't Grasp

Between Light and Shadow

A Place for Everything

The Gentle Weight of Love

The Cost of a Smile

The Fall (Truthless Recluse)

A Quiet Respite

Painted in Love

A Gentle Reminder

Holly Berry Fics

Granny HollyBerry

Forced Adoption Ft The Ancients

Shadow Milk Fics

A Wager of Fate Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8

A Lesson in Advanced Vocabulary Ft PV

The River's Edge Ft Pure Vanilla

Between Light and Shadow

The Puppet and The Fool

A Scholar's Indifference

The Cost of a Smile

The Sheep in The Shadows

The One Who Sees You

One last Lesson

In the Prescence of Truth (Sage of Truth) PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 PT5 PT6 PT7 PT8 PT9 PT10 PT11 PT12 PT13 PT14 PT15 PT16 PT17 PT18 PT19 PT20 PT21 PT22 PT23 PT24 PT25 PT26 PT27 PT28 PT29

White Lily Cookie Fics

Blooming Beyond the Garden

Painted in Love

Wind Archer Cookie Fics

A Breeze of Affection

Black Sapphire Cookie Fics

A Prank Gone Too Far

Answered Questions Regarding Fics

A Wager of Fate What if... one two

Cookie Run Oven Break

Lotus Dragon Cookie

Serenading a Sleeping Dragon

[whisperiin]

You want to write for Xiangli Yao 🤝 I have a request

"Being on someone's mind so much that they shove their face into their pillow and scream"

YESSSSSSS!!!!! YEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!! happy xiangli yao day i hope you all got your free boyfriend and also his weapon!!!! i was planning on starting and posting this sooner but i was busy staring at his pv and also at him ingame... but it's here !! and it's still the 7th in my timezone so i'm not late...

sorry for yappery. anyways. i feel like the intention was for reader to be like this but i like the idea of flustered xly so i.... did that.... either way, i hope you enjoy!

consuming their thoughts ft. xiangli yao

content warnings: none

When XIANGLI YAO falls asleep, he dreams of cool autumn nights at the tree overlooking Taoyuan Vale, of the stars humanity has been forced to abandon, and his arm outstretched towards both. Perhaps it’s greedy, to wish for so much — but the wind is so calm and the moon is so bright at this time of night, even with the fireworks being set off nearby… how could he possibly bring himself to choose either?

Tonight, Yao falls asleep and dreams of you.

It’s an odd feeling, one he’s unfamiliar with — a warmth in his cheeks and an uncharacteristic disorder in his thoughts. They divert and diverge until observation, hypothesis, and conclusion all lead back to you, to the golden ratio curvature of your smile. In his dreams, he reaches out his arm to pluck a stray petal from your shoulder, hooks his little finger with yours as you walk through the festival. In his dreams, he never has to look away from the sight of you bathed in moonlight, never has to question how easily his mouth shapes the words 'text me when you get home' and 'I’ll be waiting for you at the usual place' and 'I love you.'

Xiangli Yao rises with the dawn, a murmur of your name still sitting on his lips.

He buries his still-warm cheeks deeper into his pillow. A bashful smile tugs at his lips, and as he looks down at his hand, he swears he can still feel the warmth of yours against it.

Ah, he chastises himself, he shouldn’t linger here for too long — you were waiting for him, after all, and with how thoroughly you’ve trapped him in your orbit, the fact that he’ll always find a way back to you has always been a foregone conclusion.