#cookie!reader

[fanged-fanfics]

Hi!!! May I pls request a platonic hurt/comfort fic of pure vanilla comforting quiet!reader who is sad/depressed? Like how a father would comfort his own child

I know for a FACT everyone needs a good cry in his arms… it would be so healing 😭😭😭

☆ To Soothe The Soul(jam) — Pure Vanilla & Reader Fic ☆

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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You hadn't felt well enough to be around the Kingdom like you usually would. In fact, you hadn't felt well enough to see anyone at all. Not even the little hobbies you used to have as a pick-me-up could bring you the same joy they used to. On a particularly bad day, you took refuge at the foot of a large willow tree. It was quiet and away from the bustling activity of the streets, so you finally had some quiet. Unfortunately, you couldn't find peace in it like usual. Your mind felt stuffed full with a weight that hadn't left you in several days, and nothing you'd done so far had helped it. Everything felt too much, and you didn't know what to do...

"Ah, there you are" a gentle voice chimed through your thoughts. You quickly looked up, seeing the blue of Pure Vanilla Cookie's staff as the eye within peered down at you. "I'm sorry, do you want to sit? I can move if you need-" you began, attempting to stand. A hand pressed on your shoulder, guiding you back down as Pure Vanilla sat beside you. "Actually, you're just the Cookie I've been looking for" he said. "Me?" You repeated "Did I do something?". "Of course not, but I can sense you need the company" Pure Vanilla replied. He settled against the bark of the tree behind him "You seem restless. You can unburden your mind to me if you need, I won't tell a single Cookie"

You took a glance to him, meeting his gentle expression. His smile was kind, and you knew his words were genuine. Still, on instinct you replied, "I'm sure you're busy, I wouldn't want to distract you". "I always have time for you" Pure Vanilla reassured. With that, you took a deep breath, leaning back with him. After a moment of hesitation, you spoke. "It's... a lot. It almost feels like everything is the problem, but I know that doesn't make much sense. I just haven't been feeling well, and I can't tell what's really wrong with me. I haven't been feeling like myself... I'm sorry if I've been acting weird". "There's no need to be sorry" Pure Vanilla said, wrapping his arm around you "You're very strong for pushing through, dear one. Never feel ashamed for feeling how you do"

"I... I never thought of it that way... or that I was very strong" You responded softly. You then glanced over, seeing Pure Vanilla's other arm open in invitation. You nudged closer, leaning into his chest as his arms wrapped around you fully. His large loose sleeves encased you like a blanket, a comforting shield against the rest of the world. He smelled just like his name implied, a sweet yet light fragrance. "Remember, you're worth every stone in the sea and star in the skies" Pure Vanilla said softly "You're special, just as you are. And I'm right here for anything you need"

Before you could stop it, wetness was pricking at your eyes. You felt your breath catch, dissolving into tears against the healer's chest. He held you closer, gentle whispers leaving him as he patted your head, petting your back as well. "There, there. It will all be alright. I won't let you go, little one, you're safe here". It took several minutes before you could calm down, sniffling in his arms as he held your weight. "I-I'm sorry" you mumbled. "Shh, shh" Pure Vanilla whispered "Don't worry a bit, you're perfectly alright". Once you leaned back, the healer helped you wipe your eyes. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"A little better, honestly" you admitted "Thank you". Pure Vanilla smiled a little wider "I'm so glad to hear that". He then stood, his robes flowing around him as he did so. He extended a hand to you after picking up his staff "I've made you a meal back in the castle, if you wish to join me?". You almost told him he didn't have to, but you decided against it. You hadn't felt this comforted since you were a little doughball, and you were admittedly pretty hungry... you accepted his hand with a nod, standing up beside him "I'd love to".

Pure Vanilla put a gentle hand on your back, guiding you towards the castle's direction. You felt... safe with him. He was a soothing presence amidst the pressure you'd been feeling, and finally getting out those tears felt like a very welcome reprieve. It was so easy to open up to him, his unyielding patience and helpful nature always managed to slip past your faulty smiles to see your feelings at your core. You leaned a little closer to him as you walked, his hand providing support as you two chatted all the way to the dining hall.

[lorisidirgiichi2002]

Nothing But The Truth

A short tale of a sceptical cookie [AKA You], called today by a strange sage that bestows knowledge and wisdom to others. After what felt like people diving headfirst into worshipping and praising him, you decided to step away from town for a bit to try and understand what the Sage is saying and teaching people.. Though I have a feeling he might have caught on to your frustration.

[madeinjelly]

[bonsiii-art]

♣️The card shark and the jester 🃏 The first time I played the Royal Margarine Cards event, it went so well that I thought it was scripted bc I got to round 3, got black joker, and picked the right sheep :,P The luckiest I'll ever be in that event...

So yeee, had this drawing idea bc I thought it would make for a cool composition and I could take advantage of my Shadow Milk brainrot! (o′┏▽┓｀o) Extra:

[mokie-bleh]

unfortunately Teddy got tossed across the room to make space

[allimili]

Meeting you

extra

he would love his new form idk why

[mostholystuffz]

kiss kiss 💋

Inspired from @brittle-doughie’s post ❤️💙 (i lovee love binging on em brittle answers especially the beasts gang)

[yaoimaster2000]

Can we have big sage of truth wife? Pretty please🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

well aren’t you interesting?

[brittle-doughie]

Sugar Swan, the Cookies are trying to be freaky with the Creators again.

[eepy-cookies]

Hear me out on a Y/N Cookie who hides the talent of a voice actor and singer in the Spiral of Deceit.

[vivaiavidapasta]

I don’t know if I should post the final pic of this…

[iatemitomt0day]

"Oh Y/N cookie, will you be with me now and forever? I know you wanna, sweet pea!~ YOU CAN'T LIE TO ME!"

Live reaction of Pure Vanillia Cookie having a heart attack

[dreamyblanket]

Yearning from the nothing dimension [rambling in tags ^^]

[ghoulchicks]

Damn him and his slutty little waist

[allimili]

Here's an idea for Self-Aware AU. Once out of our device, Shadow Milk Cookie tries to get Y/N to eat an apple and get them corrupted (cause bro is lonely and Pure Vanilly won't do it). Pure Vanilla, who followed SM out of our device, is horrified by this and tries to stop Y/N from eating the apple, but it's too late. We've already taken a bite.

...But literally nothing happens.

This is because we're human. And if you know anything about Christianity, then you already know that Humanity has already gone through this whole song and dance.

Case in point, SMC can't corrupt us and turn us into a fallen being like himself because we're technically already corrupted. This is as "Beastly" as we're getting lol.

Cue PVC's massive sigh of relief + massively concerned looks and SMC having a slight existential crisis (cause- how could you already be corrupted and act so.. normal??????? HUH??????)

oh I think he would LOVE it.

extra:

pure vanilla cookie is extremely worried.

[speed-world]

Hello, im a fan of the self aware scenario you did with the coward y/n cookie, and I was wondering what their reactions would be of meeting the beast cookies

To be honest, you had no interest in going to Beast-Yeast, at all. After all, why would you? Whatever conflict the Ancients and other cookies had with each other didn’t concern you, not to mention that just the name - “Beast-Yeast” - already freaked you out.

If it weren’t for Pure Vanilla Cookie promising that your safety, due to the agreement between the Ancients and Dark Enchantress Cookie, you would’ve stayed comfortably in the Cookie Kingdom far away from the other continent.

You wish you never listened to Pure Vanilla now, because this beast - Shadow Milk Cookie - immediately wanted to make you run far, far away.

The jester scared you with his sinister and maniacal behavior. If you had a fear of clowns before entering the cookie world, then you’d pass out the more his actions continued.

After seeing the mental turmoil Pure Vanilla was experiencing, the loss of Elder Faerie Cookie, Shadow Milk’s terrifying powers and his “plays” that were mockeries of all the adversaries of the Beasts—the color blue might be your most hated now.

Yeah, you’d be completely fine and dandy if you never saw a hint of Shadow Milk’s Cookie ever again

However, he couldn’t stand to think of this meeting being your last…

How were you convinced to go back to Beast-Yeast a second time?? Suppose you can be grateful for that promise with the Ancients and Dark Enchantress Cookie.

You actually really liked the Ivory Pagoda. The atmosphere was so serene and otherworldly, and warmly inviting…or dangerously alluring.

The company of Dark Cacao Cookie, Caramel Arrow Cookie, Crunchy Chip Cookie, and the Cacao warriors made this trip a whole lot more comfortable and relaxing. However, their presence couldn’t make things better when you finally came face to face with the other Beast - Mystic Flour Cookie.

You thought the slow creepiness of Cloud Haetae Cookie would be the worst of your problems, but at least the story they told was directed to the Ancient instead of you.

The second you saw that spider pop out of that cocoon, your soul ascended to the crossroads. Your body went so pale that Dark Cacao thought you succumbed to the pale ailment.

You really couldn’t articulate how much Mystic Flour scared you. Shadow Milk was insane, but this?! She’s so uncaring, so unrelenting in her belief of apathy, is it too late to stay with Peach Blossom Cookie for the rest of this journey?

Let’s not even get started on that face. You hated any related horror stuff in the real world, and now you’re seeing that in front of your face!!

Yeah no, forget this. Awesome job on Dark Cacao awakening, time to get on the first airship outta this place.

As much as you wanted to be as far away from Mystic Flour Cookie as possible, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Stared at by a force that you couldn’t look back at, no matter how hard you tried….

Hell. To the freaking. NO

Naaaaaah Golden Cheese Cookie, she’s crazy if she thinks you’re going to accompany her to Beast-Yeast. Promise be damned, they clearly didn’t account for the mental pain that you’ve suffered through.

Smoked Cheese Cookie seemed dead serious on agreeing with you, but Golden Cheese wouldn’t take no for an answer. You decided to stick close to Smoked Cheese, because the Beast is only focused on Golden Cheese after all, right?

Had it not been for the presence of Golden Cheese and Smoked Cheese, you wouldn’t have even thought of coming to this place. It’s hotter than a truck engine in the summer, a lot of these Spice cookies are pretty hostile, and—Oh God the sandstorms are the crumbs of dead cookies?!?????!

And then, you met him-Burning Spice Cookie. He’s already scary to look at, so you just hid your face whenever you saw or heard him.

His power is also way too scary-he doesn’t care about any collateral damage caused, heck he probably loves if there’s more of it! Smoked Cheese spent his time making sure that not even a crumb of you were harmed during the fight of Golden Cheese and Burning Spice.

You weren’t sure what freaked you out more: Nutmeg Tiger Cookie’s unwavering devotion to such a being like Burning Spice, or the fact that Burning Spice Cookie does all that he does…for entertainment.

All the death, destruction, suffering he causes, everything, all for a cheap laugh?! Why-why again did you ever come here?!?

To make matters worse? Smoked Cheese and Golden Cheese were locked away in a cage. But you? No, Burning Spice didn’t want you in confinement.

He found it much more amusing to have you by his side, attached to his hip and sitting on his lap.

Your soul departs each time he speaks, your breath is taken away when he breaks something, because you’re scared that it might be you he breaks next. Seeing him be so casual and collected after crushing Cilantro Cobra Cookie in front of your face was what set you over the edge.

You were panicking, screaming, tossing around. You wanted to leave now, no ifs, ands, or buts. You can’t take this anymore and-…

He-he’s staring at you….he’s in the middle of his second round fight with Golden Cheese Cookie, and he’s staring. Right. At. You.

You were eternally grateful for Smoked Cheese Cookie being so understanding, and being so quick in trying to get you out of this God forsaken continent.

But even as you were getting away, you heard his laugh. You know Golden Cheese struck him down, but you heard his faint sinister laugh; virtually paralyzing you in place.

Please, for your sake, can you never come back to Beast-Yeast ever again?!?

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Where did this ticket come from?