#vanilla unity

[lutik327]

sorry for the lack of posts, i've been making a game for the past month. release on itch in ~2 weeks

[99orphans]

everyone is going to see this really cool picture of Neptune if i use the right tags

now that i have you here:

blue collar workers, fast food workers, service industry, retail employees, everyone who is overworked and underpaid

11/5/24

We hold the power of the world in our hands. They depend on us, but show us none of the gratitude.

Why do the top 10% of people make 90% of the money? That's not a fair system, none of this is right.

11/5/24

We all know it sucks, but we're still just dealing with it. The 2020's have been full of orchestrated plans made by the government and elite, why don't we make some of our own? We might not have the money, but we have the supplies.

It's time we show them that we're not gonna take it. It's time to bring back punk rock in a very tangible way.

11/5/24

This November 5 (because it has to be, obviously) no one go in to work. They can't fire us all. Cities will shut down entirely and they will realize how necessary we are and how seriously to take us. It won't take much.

Then, we compile our resources. We share what we can give. You work in a store and someone wants something for free? Let them have it. This product seems to be defective, guess i gotta "throw it away."

Remember remember the fifth of november

There's enough of us for real change. Forget the electoral colleges, screw capitalism and everything it stands for. Get as many forks as you can, because we're going to EAT THE RICH

and here's the Eagle Nebula so Tumblr knows this is an astronomy post

p.s. to all grocery store workers:

you didn't see us stealing

[linuxgamenews]

Pledges are still open for the epic VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink campaign

VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink comedy-horror spy adventure game still has Late Pledges for Linux, Mac, and Windows PC. Thanks to the creative teams at Vanilla Gaming Company and Ktulhu Solutions. Working to make its way onto Steam. The world’s smoothest super spy, VanillaBeast, is taking a breather to get ready for his next adventure in Mystery Kink. Although the Kickstarter crowdfunding campaign is wrapped up, the team behind VanillaBeast is keeping pledges open for a bit longer. Due to give Linux fans one last chance to jump on board. Big thanks from Vanilla Gaming Company to everyone who pledged. Not only did they hit their funding goal, but also unlocked a stretch goal: a free Bikini DLC for all backers. Your support means the world and helps bring this indie project to life. The folks at Vanilla Gaming want to spread the word about Kickstarter’s new “Late Pledge” option. Since this means you can still back VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink even though the main campaign is over. Now, while they can’t provide game keys post-campaign, you can get a bunch of other rewards through late pledges. Head over to Steam if you want to grab the game directly (link’s below). But if you’re also interested in some exclusive gear, they’ve got Series 1 trading card sets, art prints, digital artbooks, strategy guides, and some seriously nice merch. Such as mugs, shirts, and hoodies. Supplies are limited, so if you’re into that, you might want to jump on it.

What is VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink?

And now, VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink isn’t just any spy adventure. It’s full of secrets hiding under the glamorous lights of the ring, and it’s up to VanillaBeast to pull back the curtains. You’ll join Vanilla and the crew, including Blake Blossom, Jewel De'Nyle, Kiki D'Aire, and Nickey Huntsman. While they journey through 10 hand-drawn levels by artist Oleg Okunev. Each new area unfolds through slick, comic book style cutscenes by another talented Oleg (yep, there are two!). And if you’re into Easter eggs, movie parodies, secret spots, hidden items, and adult humor, you’ll feel right at home. Due to exploring Venereousville to uncover the legendary Phallus Stones. If you want to stay connected with all things VanillaBeast, jump into their Discord server, where the community’s always active. It’s a great place to relax, chat with fans and developers, and get even more news straight from the source. Late Pledges are still available on the Kickstarter crowdfunding campaign page.  Also, add VanillaBeast: Mystery Kink to your Steam wishlist now so you don’t miss a beat. The full release is due to arrive in Q2 2025. Coming to Linux, Mac, and Windows PC.

[leejenowrld]

soft and slow sex with - nct dream reactions

soft and slow sex with mark is characterized by a deep sense of emotional connection and mutual trust. he values the intimacy and vulnerability shared between you, savoring each moment of closeness and affection. mark's touches are gentle and reassuring, as he seeks to provide you with comfort and pleasure throughout the lovemaking. he enjoys exploring your body with tenderness and care, focusing on creating a sense of harmony and unity between you. with mark, soft and slow sex is a celebration of love and intimacy, a sacred bond shared between two souls deeply connected to each other.

mark's voice is a soft whisper against your skin as he trails kisses along your neck. “i love you,” he murmurs, his words filled with sincerity and warmth. you can feel the love in every touch, every caress, as he cherishes the connection between you. his movements are slow and deliberate, his hands exploring your body with gentle reverence. “you mean everything to me,” he whispers, his breath mingling with yours as he holds you close. with mark, soft and slow sex is more than just physical pleasure—it's a beautiful expression of love and devotion, a testament to the depth of your bond.

soft and slow sex with renjun is characterized by tender affection and gentle intimacy. he enjoys taking his time to explore you, savoring each moment of closeness and connection. renjun's touches are gentle and loving, as he focuses on providing you with pleasure and ensuring you feel cherished and adored throughout the experience. his movements are unhurried and deliberate, allowing both of you to fully immerse yourselves in the sensations and emotions of the moment.

“you're so beautiful,” renjun whispers, his voice barely above a breath as he presses soft kisses along your collarbone. "i love you more than words can express." his words are filled with genuine affection, each syllable carrying the weight of his emotions. as he trails his fingertips along your skin, he gazes into your eyes with adoration, his gaze filled with warmth and tenderness. "you mean everything to me," he murmurs, his lips grazing yours in a gentle kiss. with renjun, soft and slow sex is more than just physical—it's a soulful connection, a shared moment of love and intimacy that transcends the physical realm.

soft and slow sex with jeno is a deeply intimate and sensual experience. he relishes the opportunity to express his love and desire for you through unhurried and passionate lovemaking. jeno's touches are tender yet purposeful, as he explores you with reverence and adoration. he enjoys creating a sense of anticipation and longing, teasing and tantalizing you with slow and deliberate movements that build to a crescendo of pleasure and intimacy. with jeno, every moment is savored and cherished, as he seeks to create lasting memories of love and connection with you.

"you're my everything," jeno whispers, his voice a tender melody in the quiet intimacy of the moment. his hands caress your skin with a gentle touch, each stroke igniting a spark of desire within you. "i love every moment with you," he confesses, his breath warm against your ear as he pulls you closer. with each word, each touch, you feel his love surrounding you, wrapping you in a cocoon of affection and passion. as you melt into his embrace, the world fades away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the sweet ecstasy of your connection. with jeno, soft and slow sex becomes a symphony of love, a delicate dance of souls intertwined in blissful harmony.

soft and vanilla intimate sex with donghyuck is a delicate dance of passion and tenderness. his touch is gentle yet electrifying, sending shivers down your spine as you lose yourself in the warmth of his embrace. as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, his words carry a sense of longing and devotion that fills you with a deep sense of intimacy.

"i adore you," he murmurs against your skin, his breath warm against your neck. you feel a rush of affection wash over you, overwhelmed by the depth of his love and affection. with each loving caress, donghyuck communicates his desire to make you feel cherished and adored, his touch a gentle reminder of the bond that binds you together. in his arms, soft and vanilla sex becomes a sacred expression of your love, a testament to the unbreakable connection you share.

soft and vanilla intimate sex with jaemin is like being wrapped in a warm embrace, every touch and caress filled with tenderness and affection. he cherishes every moment spent with you, savoring the intimacy and connection that blooms between you. as his lips meet yours in soft, sweet kisses, you feel a sense of tranquility wash over you, melting into his embrace with ease.

"i love you," he whispers against your lips, his voice filled with sincerity and adoration. you return his affectionate gaze, feeling a surge of warmth in your heart as you bask in the depth of his love. with each gentle movement, he communicates his desire to make you feel cherished and loved, his touch igniting a spark of passion that burns slowly and steadily between you. in jaemin’s strong arms, soft and vanilla sex becomes a beautiful expression of the profound bond you share, a testament to the depth of your love and connection.

for chenle, soft and slow sex is all about emotional connection and romantic intimacy. he values the closeness and affection shared between you, savoring every touch and caress exchanged. chenle's lovemaking is tender and attentive, as he focuses on expressing his love and devotion through each gentle movement and gesture. he enjoys whispering sweet words of affection and admiration to you, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tenderness that enhances your connection and deepens your bond.

"i adore you," chenle murmurs softly as he traces patterns along your skin, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "you're so beautiful, so precious to me," he adds, his voice laced with genuine affection. you feel a warmth spread through you at his words, knowing they come from the depths of his heart. with each tender caress, he reaffirms his love for you, creating an intimate space where only your connection matters. in this moment, there is nothing but the two of you, lost in the embrace of love and desire.

soft and slow sex with jisung is a tender and affectionate experience filled with warmth and intimacy. he values the emotional connection and closeness shared between you, cherishing each moment spent in your arms. jisung's lovemaking is gentle and attentive, as he seeks to express his love and devotion through every touch and caress. he enjoys exploring your body with tender affection, eliciting soft sighs and whispers of pleasure from your lips. jisung's movements are slow and deliberate, allowing both of you to fully immerse yourselves in the sensations of the moment. with jisung, soft and slow sex is a beautiful expression of love and intimacy, a precious gift shared between two souls deeply in love with each other.

"i love you," jisung whispers against your skin, his breath warm against your neck as he holds you close. "more than anything in this world," he adds, his voice filled with sincerity and adoration. you feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by the depth of his love for you. "you mean everything to me," he continues, peppering soft kisses along your jawline. you melt into his embrace, feeling cherished and valued beyond measure. in this moment, there is only the two of you, bound together by a love that knows no bounds.

[drewdle-doodle]

Fiveer numb!!!!!

What if pure vanilla was a beast, divine extract cookie, the beast of subjugation

A leader to his lands and his fellow soul jam holders. He was seen as a god among cookies and he saw himself as a vessel of their wishes. But this belief corrupted as he saw the truth of discord, and how he could claim unity through oblivion and so brought his allies down a darker path. Only one who fought against was the pure white lily, however she was dumped into the witches dinner and reborn scarlet starch, loyal to extract forevermore.

He now waits for his turn to reclaim his jam and his role as the “savior” of Earthbread

[thebiscuitlabryinth]

"...We're two sides of the same coin, aren't we?"

The whispered confession falls clumsily out of Pure Vanilla's mouth, almost dragged out, bitterly sweet and strange on his tongue. The words are addressed to his own stained candy glass visage, spilling tendrils of bright blue light across the Solarium of Unity despite the almost suffocating darkness invading the rest of the space.

He knows this isn't really the Solarium of Unity, and he knows he isn't just speaking to a window. The lurking shadows, thick like molasses and blinking every once in a while, give that away. Even if it didn't, there is a haziness here that exists only in dreams, and a lack of the deep tiredness that has been plaguing him as of late.

"Oh, are you finally ready to admit that?" Sure enough, Shadow Milk Cookie's voice comes from all sides, far too cheerful. The candy glass melts and warps before him, the blues darkening until Shadow Milk stands in his place, far more detailed than the artisan silhouette he replaced. His grin is mocking as he looks down at Pure Vanilla, who cannot help but feel uncomfortable at the sight of their appearances blurring together like that, even though he had been expecting something along those lines. "Too bad though – you can't admit something that's wrong!"

"Huh?" It catches Pure Vanilla by surprise. It had been difficult emotionally, but logically straightforward to admit they were two sides of the same coin. He couldn't imagine how that could be wrong, and acting upon an old habit from his student days, he finds himself frantically unravelling that conclusion in his head again to figure out the issue.

Shadow Milk doesn't give him the chance, tutting as he shakes his head in mock disappointment. "You must have a brain in there, can't you use it?" He laments theatrically, contorting himself into an odd shape against the edge of the window pane. Then, again barreling on before Pure Vanilla can reply, "Look, think of it like this. To say we're two sides of the same coin means that we have similarities, even if we are otherwise opposites. That is true to an extent, but it makes our differences sound way more clear cut than they actually are. It may be easier for you to believe, but we aren't really opposites. That would imply I am not whole, and I can assure you, Soul Jam aside, I am just as I always was!"

Ah, so it's a matter of wording. Pure Vanilla isn't sure why he is entertaining this - no, it's because he doesn't want to give Shadow Milk the satisfaction of turning away from the truth. Even now, Shadow Milk's eyes squint cheekily at him, daring him to try and end the conversation.

"Then... we are made of the same components in a different composition." Pure Vanilla tries, a little frustrated with his own hesitance, but it is difficult to tell how Shadow Milk wants him to answer when he isn't making it blatantly obvious.

"So close!" Shadow Milk sighs dramatically as he snaps his head to the side so sharply it makes Pure Vanilla wince, imagining the cracks that would cause on any other Cookie. "But you're relying on technicalities. It's much simpler than that."

It dawns on Pure Vanilla, then, exactly what Shadow Milk is aiming for, the realisation making his insides crawl. He doesn't have to say it, not really, but he isn't sure what Shadow Milk will do if he doesn't, and he unfortunately doesn't have the ability to wake himself up on command.

So he takes a deep breath, fidgeting with his staff as he says, even less than a whisper yet twice as loud. "We're... We're the same. Is that what you wanted me to say?"

"Ding-ding-ding!" Shadow Milk trills, suddenly reaching through the candy glass to grip the window frame and lurching forward across the threshold, leaving a mess of shattered glass behind his head like a halo. It startles Pure Vanilla, who instinctively shifts his foot back, only to be instantly locked in place as the reaching shadows soldify around his legs, its eyes winking up at him playfully. His grip on his staff tightens, willing it to shed its light, the beginnings of panic stirring within him at the restraint. The staff does, but the shadows seem to eat the light without a problem.

Pure Vanilla is so distracted by the shadows that he doesn't notice Shadow Milk's hands until they grab his face. His heart jumps in alarm, and his eyes dart up to find half of Shadow Milk leaning down out of the window, far too close. He is grinning at him, wide and self-satisfied, and his hands are cold and harsh. "See, I knew you had a working brain! Yes, the right answer is that we are one and the same."

He pinches and pulls at his cheeks, and Pure Vanilla tries to cringe away, tries to manuver his staff between them. It doesn't work, if only because hands emerge from the darkness to anchor his staff too.

"But that isn't true." Pure Vanilla mumbles when he isn't able to wiggle his way out and Shadow Milk still shows no signs of stopping, hoping the argument will make him lose interest in his face. "I admit that there are similarities between us, but we aren't really the same."

Shadow Milk pauses, his grip tightening until it borders on pain, and for a moment, Pure Vanilla thinks he may have miscalculated.

But then Shadow Milk snickers to himself, releasing his face entirely and pulling back, his hands resting lightly over Pure Vanilla's shoulders. The brush of weight keeps Pure Vanilla from relaxing, but it is a bit of added distance, at least.

"Aren't we? Well, you are the biggest liar, so I should have expected you would lie to yourself too." Shadow Milk hums, almost sounding delighted at this turn in conversation. It unnerves Pure Vanilla, because he had assumed his disagreement would annoy him.

Instead, Shadow Milk smirks, his many eyes glinting gleefully at him. "Listen carefully, Vani, because here's the truth." He says, his voice dipping into a wicked purr that seems to shudder through Pure Vanilla's whole body. "All the things you hate that I have done, you have the capability of doing too. After all, you've already used people for your own gain, haven't you?" Shadow Milk leans closer with a condescending lilt to his words, shifting his hands so he can wrap his arms loosely over his shoulders, and Pure Vanilla freezes under the touch. "Oh, I know you think it was necessary, but you still sent those naive, tiny Cookies off to carry out your errands for you, regardless of the dangers. That's only a few steps behind what I've done, you know, making people dance to my tune. The only difference between us is severity and time."

The words sink heavily to Pure Vanilla's stomach, not quite true but not quite not true, and he feels a little lightheaded, fingers twitching against his staff. Maybe it's because of that, or maybe it's because of his discomfort from the close proximity, but he finds himself distracted by the way Shadow Milk is talking. He carries his usual air of showmanship, but it is nowhere near as exaggerated as during his brief takeover of the Faerie Kingdom. With his insistence of specificity, his mention of technicalities, his structured method of explaining things, he almost sounds like a–

"We are the same," Shadow Milk repeats, tilting his head to the side, the glow of his eyes burning holes through Pure Vanilla, "and one day, you'll end up just like me."

A scholar.

That makes sense – at some point, his virtue had been Knowledge, and nobody seeks it out as fervently as a scholar – but it still feels like a surprise. Pure Vanilla had always known that Shadow Milk was different, once, but only in the sense that the fact existed in the back of his mind.

"No rebuttal, hmm? Are you ready to accept that?" Shadow Milk asks smugly, slightly impatient with Pure Vanilla's lack of response, but mostly watching him expectantly, as if waiting for a bomb to go off.

Pure Vanilla has never thought about what Shadow Milk might have been like, before he became like this. There was no reason to even consider it. But now, he can't help but wonder, because while he cannot imagine this chaotic, brutal Beast, this great unknown evil, as anything else – Shadow Milk still carries echoes from a past life that he doesn't seem to notice enough to hide with his lies.

"...If we are the same," Pure Vanilla finally scrapes his thoughts together enough to reply, carefully, "then doesn't that make the opposite possible too? That, one day, you will become like me and return to the light?"

Shadow Milk blinks once, his face falling blank. He blinks again, all of his eyes in quick succession.

And then he throws his head back and laughs, the movement jostling Pure Vanilla in the process with his arms still firmly around his shoulders. It sounds unhinged, ricocheting across the room, but it is openly amused. It makes Pure Vanilla antsy, especially with how it rings in his ears like an explosion from their closeness.

He wonders if Shadow Milk's laugh was different, before everything. It must have been. He wonders what it sounded like, and immediately realises that he's being ridiculous. The realisation that a before exists seems to have opened the floodgates in his mind, and now thoughts of hypotheticals can't help flitting in.

"You say such silly, silly things." Shadow Milk bites out offhandedly as his laughter winds down, the lingering remnants still dancing on his tongue. Without warning, he pulls Pure Vanilla even closer, the darkness that had been keeping him in place swirling and shoving him forward. Pure Vanilla gasps, the sound catching in his throat, and one of his hands fly off his staff to reach for something to steady himself on. It finds an edge of shattered candy glass, flinching back and falling down to scrabble against its smooth, intact surface.

Shadow Milk is giggling at him and Pure Vanilla is mortified, horribly so. They are far, far too close, Shadow Milk's face taking up the near entirety of his vision and their upper bodies almost pressed together. It feels claustrophobic, which should be impossible in such a wide, open space.

Shadow Milk makes matters worse by pressing their foreheads together, the gesture weirdly tender and doing nothing to make Pure Vanilla any calmer. His bright blue eyes look directly through him, dissecting him piece by piece.

"Why don't you cut down the Silver Tree and find out?" Shadow Milk coos, his voice overlapping with the Light of Truth's in a deeply unsettling way. His presence is overwhelming.

Pure Vanilla's eyes flicker downwards to escape his piercing gaze, and finds their chests so close that their Soul Jams are overlapping. Overlapping, and not touching, because Shadow Milk's Soul Jam seems to fizzle out of existence where the other makes contact with it, as if it were an illusion. Behind it is an empty space, black as the abyss. With the way they are lined up now, it is obvious that Pure Vanilla's Soul Jam would fit perfectly into the crevice with a little turning. He knew that already, but it still feels strange to see it.

Pure Vanilla sighs, a long, thin, shuddering sound. "...You didn't truly believe that would work, did you?"

In the edge of his vision, Shadow Milk smiles tauntingly, all teeth, but he doesn't say a word.

And Pure Vanilla wakes up, off kilter, exhausted and oddly cold.

[next]

[anartingkey]

Many thoughts on Madeleine cookie (part 1)

1. Angelic design A fairly obvious one. I really enjoy how his design takes the shapes of madeleines and repurposes them as wings in some aspects (such as with his headpiece, or his shields taking on the shapes of wings).

But the most interesting part for me is that such an obviously angelically designed character has a personality that does not fit the image it gives. With the whites, the golds, and the blue accents, and being a paladin I'd expect Madeleine to fit the justice-driven, golden child, loving and compassionate stereotype but he's perfectly incompetent. He's self-centered, prideful, isn't ready to tarnish his reputation unless someone he explicitly cares about (Espresso) drives him to do so (by complimenting him, funnily enough) and isn't shown to care for others on anything other than a superficial level (Espresso excluded), such as when Financier was shown bringing in food for orphans and all he thought of he himself doing for them was to "be a role model" for them. No action, all words, which makes his development at the end of the Odyssey, when he starts taking action for himself, quite satisfying. If anything, Madeleine's personality is more befitting a demonic figure, despite it mostly being driven from ignorance. Pure to a fault, in a way (somewhat). Although I'm intending on making a longer post about this, Espresso and Madeleine were likely designed as a duo and their designs and personality reflect this angel/demon aspect to me. Espresso is designed and built in a way that makes him scary, even demonic, (with the eye motif and dark colors for example) while Madeleine is designed in a way that should make him the approachable, kind character. But Espresso is more befitting an angel with his wish to protect cookiekind with his scientific research while Madeleine is more befitting a demon with his self-centeredness and thoughtless speech. The Crimson Knight costume plays into the angel/demon theme he seems to have going on for him. Which, once more, I love. Madeleines are also shaped like shells which ties in to the Crème Republic itself with the Vanillian as well as sea heritage ! There is so much more I could say about this but I'll keep it as that for now.

2. Vanillian descent This is just a detail I've noticed that I really enjoy about Mansion Madeleine.

As you can see below the blue-pink-purple-yellow shape found in the Solarium of Unity and Council meeting room of the Vanilla Kingdom is almost the same as the stained glass of Mansion Madeleine. The only real difference is the shape and the colors being tilted to the left. And there are also the blue shapes on either side of the stained glass resembling Pure Vanilla's Soul Jam ! Elements of Vanillian descent being so present in the Madeleine mansion is such a good way of reminding where their heritage lies.

3. Potential French references A bit of a tangent on Grand Madeleine. This is likely a stretch but personally, the statue of Grand Madeleine present at Mansion Madeleine reminds me of the romantic french painting by Eugène Delacroix, La Liberté guidant le peuple (1830).

Once more, I'm going to stretch things quite a bit but this painting being associated with the French Revolution makes me believe that Grand Madeleine may have played a role in establishing the Republic. Not founding it, seeing as House Madeleine isn't one of the Great Houses and she isn't in the Council of Elders.

Then there's also, more obviously, the origin of the madeleine, which takes its roots in northeastern France, if I remember correctly. The royal blue color being the color which appears to be symbolical of the Madeleine house in the Crème Republic, seeing as no other Elder or house has nearly as much of it, also reminds me of french royalty. More generally, it seems to me that the Crème Republic has French inspirations (such as recurring fleur de lis designs, the name itself being taken from the word "cream" in French) as well as other European (English for example, with House Scone), Greek and Latin inspirations (notably with the architecture and the way the Council of Elders work).

Grand Madeleine's attitude regarding the Elders, the Republic's tendency for shaming anyone that 'steps out of line' in general, and the mention of her likely having been a great paladin with awards and such makes me believe she is well-respected and well-known enough to go against the Elders and still keep a pristine reputation. Notably with her encouraging Light Cream and inviting her over despite the fact that House Scone has fallen from grace. I'm straying from the main topic here, but the fact that Madeleine also seems to have inherited some of Grand Madeleine's accessories (such as her shield) points to the fact that House Madeleine may have a bloodline of paladins. The mansion resembling a church (notably with the stained glass and huge windows) also showcases their strong tie to religion and the Light/Divine in my opinion.

4. The Light's favorite (?) Despite Madeleine's less than compassionate attitude, he still is blessed by the Light and was chosen to become a paladin. This, as well as his angel design, the angel wings he's shown to have when activating his skill in Cookie Run: Ovensmash, and his shields taking on the shapes of wings when activating his skill in Cookie Run Kingdom makes me believe that, for some reason, Madeleine is the Divine's favorite.

The way people praise him despite his lack of competence also stirs me this way, although I have a lot more to say about that point in particular, which I'll develop in a later post. Not even Financier, who is a much more competent, compassionate and willing to learn paladin has a design that reflects any favoritism from the Light, or any angelic features bestowed by the Light. Kouign-Amann is in the same situation, being a much better paladin but nowhere shown as favored. I also like how his self-centered personality is shown through his skill with healing himself only and how the Light grants a shield to him and only him, whereas Financier shields someone with her. He so is the favorite. I wonder why.

(Note that Madeleine's Power of the Light is his Magic Candy buffed skill, whereas Financier's is her basic skill).

Anyways he's a Devsisters favorite as well as mine, so I'm happy and well-fed.

Closing thoughts, I really hope he appears again in a story. As you can probably figure out, the Odyssey is my favorite CRK story (which I sadly wasn't able to experience) and I love how much lore was given on my favorite cookies. Since Espresso appears on many official arts near the cookies of darkness, as well as his association to Butter Roll, I do kinda hope we get more of him and Madeleine on opposing teams. It'd be very interesting, especially since it's been shown time and time again how Madeleine wants to stay close to Espresso or earn his validation. I could go on for much longer but this is the longest post I've ever written, so I may make another 'analysis' post like this someday ! I have a lot more to say about him so you will probably see me in these tags again.

[burningcheese-merchant]

What potential dynamic do you imagine with Eternal Sugar and Hollyberry, and Whity Lily and Silent Salt?

One final ask before I play the update lol. I'm holding off just for you, Anon. You're welcome

I see Eternal Sugar being attached to Hollyberry, because... of course I do lol. I'm the Beast x Ancient spokesperson at this point (and they actually are canon, they are soulmates, it is true). Beyond that soul bond, though, perhaps Sugar both resents and is fond of Holly's outgoing attitude. The way Holly is always smiling and laughing, the way she always champions friendship and unity. The way she's always happy. Sugar was probably like her once, and perhaps some part of her genuinely likes that she finally found a like-minded person after an eternity alone. But she's frustrated, too, because to some degree, Holly's happiness (Holly jolly lol) isn't real. It's a mask. It's Holly making herself strong for everyone else's sake. Being everyone else's shield, like she always has been. Why does she do this to herself? Why does she waste time and effort pretending? If she let go of her burdens, if she gave into sloth completely like Sugar did, then she really would be happy.

And I say "completely" because... well, that's the other thing Sugar likes about Holly: Holly already is slothful. All she does anymore is drink and be merry. She surrendered her shield and her crown ages ago (she may have taken the former back, but the latter is forever lost). She ran away from her kingdom, she ran away from her friends, she ran away from her family, she ran away from herself. In her despair over having failed so many people so many times, from Pure Vanilla to her own missing granddaughter, Holly threw her life away and instead turned to "happiness": the sweet but fleeting kind found at the bottom of a beer stein, the foregoing of all responsibility and reality in favor of believing everything is fine. Their "in the end, you will become me" moment will be Sugar pointing out that Holly already IS her. She's been her for a long time now. So why keep pretending she's not? Just give up and be happy. Be happy for real, for once in your life. They can be happy together once she does. Wouldn't that be nice?

As for Silent Salt and White Lily... Personally, I would really, really enjoy if Salt was exactly like Lily in that he is "the odd one out". I always imagined Salt being some sort of outcast, both in general society and among his own friends. Just like White Lily is. Two people that are just too different from everyone else. Who think too differently from everyone else. Who just don't fit in anywhere, no matter how anyone tries to pretend that they do.

I want their relationship to be a deviation from the norm. I don't want Salt to want to fight her (if he does, then he does so only because he feels he has no choice. He finds no joy or satisfaction in it), I want him to want to commiserate with her. Because in the end, she already is him. She became him a long time ago. Before Holly became Sugar. Before any of the Ancients "became" their Beasts. Lily has already fallen to darkness and turned her back on the world, just like Salt did. And there was always something missing from her life, even before; just like him. Salt does not see an enemy, he does not see a thief. He just sees another person who the world couldn't help but disappoint. It would be nice if their battle was primarily a philosophical one, as opposed to a physical duel. I want Salt to be the one Beast who has always been 100% self-aware of his flaws and mistakes (no verbal dressing down necessary, like all the other Beasts got), and is not afraid to acknowledge them publicly, but sticks to them anyway because he chooses to. He CHOSE evil. He CHOSE to become a Beast. And he will gladly tell Lily why, because now, there's someone who could finally understand. Because the exact same thing happened to her.

If there is just one scene, one single scene, of Salt and Lily just sitting somewhere, watching the dark horizon in melancholic silence, then I'll feel complete

[brittle-doughie]

Since that one anon that gave us the idea of beasts filling in the role of the ancients, image the potential traumatic events that will happen to them

Shadow Milk watches, body and mind tired after the amount of blows he's taken from Pure vanilla cookie... Pure vanilla smiles, caressing his face, finally his predecessor has calmed down... Now he will give him the opportunity for him to 'ascend', along with everyone he loves with him... There's no need to fear... Pure vanilla will help him

Eternal Sugar is backed into a corner, she underestimated the power of the Lover, now she suffers the consequences, her body littered with scars and her wings badly damaged, she looks to see the disappointed look of the lover, still maddened with mania, she was so excited to finally fight her predecessor, only to be disappointed by a LACKLUSTER performance... Oh well, atleast the fun part will commence, readying her shield to BASH and MUTILATE Eternal sugar, before taking the other half of the soul jam...

Mystic Flour made a grave mistake when she thought negotiating with a beast would be a good idea, now overpowered by the frost Dark Cacao brings, she watches as her comrades she brought with her froze, Cloud haetae being the last before succumbing to the frost... Dark Cacao scoffs by her foolish determination to fix everything, and now he will deliver the price, by freezing her weak body and claiming the soul jam for himself

Golden cheese triumphs over the battle between her and Burning Spice, how generous of him to lose so easily by the gleaming goddess, Burning Spice screams in agony as Golden cheese forcefully pulls the soul jam imbedded in his chest out by force. A loud cry of victory can be heard by her and her golden army, she has won the battle and now, her prize will be Burning Spice's Kingdom, who she will gladly take after she takes him as a slave and bargaining chip...

Silent Salt coughs out blood soaked petals, this little revolution of his will not move the foundation the Lady of the Lilies has already made in the Silver Kingdom, Unity will only get you so far, before those below you will be out of your control, to her, they need order and laws to establish stability in a group. White Lily looks at Silent salt, it was a pity that this cookie would waste their precious life to fight her, when he could've become her high enforcer. In any case, with Silent salt out of the way, she is one step closer into achieving her goals, she will make sure that the world will be in order...

Now watch as all of them get their magical girl transformation-

Yeah, the Ancient Beast Order cannot get the other halves of the soul jam, it’s all over when that happens since they’ll be too strong for anyone to fight.

“The Enemy of My Enemy” would come into play, the Beasts having to collaborate with the Cookie Kingdom in order to fight back against the new beasts.

[guardian-of-harmony]

Broken Unity

(I just had a thought about if my CRK OC learned about Saint Vanilla, and if she would take Crepe and Choco in for some rest. Since Vanilla Flower Tea Cookie is Pure Vanilla's cousin, I wondered how she would react to the news of his... transformation. Yee)

BAAU by @cuppajj

Keep doing your thing, your AU is amazing!

"My cousin is... a Beast now?"

Before she received the news, Vanilla Flower Tea Cookie was in her humble abode, cleaning around her garden when she saw two familiar, yet battered Cookies.

"Strawberry Crepe? Dark Choco? What happened to you two?"

The two noticed her and immediately Crepe ran over and hugged her, startling her but hugging them back nonetheless.

"You're not one of them!" Crepe's relieved sobs worried Vanilla deeply. Patting their back to soothe them, she turned to Dark Choco Cookie, who was looking away. "Dark Choco, tell me what's going on."

Slowly, the male looked up at his mother figure, and sighed deeply. "Let's head inside. It's safer that way."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *an hour later* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Vanilla Flower Tea Cookie could only stare in shock at the two, having learned about what happened with the Ancients. She was honestly never in the loop about many things, so hearing this NOW... was a punch to the gut.

Her own cousin, Pure Vanilla Cookie, turning into a Beast...

She felt like throwing up.

As she tried to calm down, Crepe and Choco both stared at her. Crepe especially knew how close the cousins were, despite the lack of communication. Heck, they saw her as a sister figure when they first met her, so seeing Vanilla FloTea as her normal self and NOT one of the Lambs of Penance... They honestly didn't know how they would've handled one more of their family figures gone.

Dark Choco stared at her face, realizing that this must've hit her much harder than he thought. Before the whole Beast-calypse happened, Vanilla Flower was struggling to keep in contact with her remaining family members since she kept connections at a minimum due to rough family matters - something he could relate to.

So to hear one of your only family members just hit the deep end... Well, you could imagine how all three of them felt.

Strawberry Crepe stared at Vanilla FloTea as they sipped their tea, the quiet peacefulness within Vanilla's home a welcome guest to the three Cookies. The female Vanilian tapped her robotic finger against her cup before sighing. "Have you two been followed?" She asked, staring at the table.

"No, so far we're in the clear. I also make sure to look out for Saint's flowers. He can look through them, believe it or not..." Dark Choco replied, the pink-haired Cookie beside him shivering from the memory.

"..."

Vanilla stayed quiet once more, thinking to herself. The little ones' were drained from constantly moving, she could see it in their eyes. They needed rest, and food. Even the little crows could use some care, as one was slowly inching towards her in curiosity. She lowered her hand to pet the bird before speaking.

"You two can stay here. I live pretty secluded, so not many Cookies know about where I live. However, if whoever is searching for you finds this place..." A faint sinister glint in her heterochromatic eyes flashed as she balled her fists in suppressed anger. "I will personally have a word with them."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Meanwhile, outside of the cabin, someone watched the three Cookies through the window. A sinister, yet loving smile grew on his face as he stared at his cousin. It had been a while since he last talked to her, and the feeling of catching up started to surface.

"Oh, my dear cousin. It's been a while since we talked. I'm sure we can talk things out when you're available..." He chuckled to himself.

Suddenly, both pairs of eyes met. One full of twisted familial love, and one of bitter hurt.

Vanilla Flower Tea Cookie excused herself from the children as she walked outside, and the stare she gave Saint Vanilla Cookie...

The Huntress was about to dance with the Beast.

[yuerikoko]

My predictions regarding Silent Salt, their inspirations, and how I believe BYE11-12 will play out

Part 1: Inspirations

As many of you have probably already noticed, the beasts are all based on different gods and deities across different cultures. Mystic Flour is Guan Yin (Bodhisattva of Mercy and Compassion), Burning Spice is Shiva (Hindu God of Destruction and Transformation), Shadow Milk is the Devil (Lucifer Morningstar), and Eternal Sugar’s main inspiration is Aphrodite (Greek Goddess of Love and Desire).

So… what about Salt?

While their character and inspiration is unconfirmed for now, we can make some assumptions from their design elements, and the information we have now.

They are presented as being clad in armor— similar to a knight or warrior, and fights with a greatsword.

They are the final beast to be encountered before the Beast Yeast arc is wrapped up, and many also theorize that they are the last Beast to be corrupted.

Their Ancient counterpart is White Lily Cookie, who is heavily associated with faeries, yet is also considered an odd one out amongst her group.

Silent Salt’s Virtue was Solidarity before they fell into silence. Solidarity brings to mind unity and harmony between a group of individuals.

They are implied to be associated with St Pastry’s order, which is heavily inspired by Christian/Catholic churches.

So that has lead me to think, and from everything we know, I do believe that Silent Salt’s mythical inspiration could be…

… King Arthur from Arthurian legends.

Arthur:

Was known as a legendary king, knight and warrior, wielding the mythical sword Excalibur. It was given to him by the Lady of the Lake, before being returned to it once he had fallen in battle.

Details Faeries in the Legend of Arthur. Faeries are VERY prominent in Celtic/Briton folklore. Steel— which swords are made of— are usually regarded as their weaknesses for various reasons. (Technology vs nature, steel being made of “pure” metals that burn spirits)

Brought together the Knights of the Roundtable— embracing Solidarity.

(Tying in earlier points 2 and 5) Is also regarded as an antithesis to Christianity, even if he follows a similar arc to Jesus Christ: wherein he does many heroic deeds, is betrayed (and lead to his death) by someone close to him, then is prophesied to be resurrected/alive and will come back for his people in the end.

Is likely a real figure, unlike the other Beasts— who are mostly religious/mythical.

How else does this tie into Silent Salt? And how they foil/parallel White Lily?

The previous beasts’ relationship with their ancients reflect their origin mythology as well. For instance, Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk being Jesus Christ and the Devil, respectively. I’m not too sure what part Lily would play if we’re going by Arthurian legends, but some contenders would be Morgan le Fay or the Lady of the Lake (which I’ll go into another time).

The Beasts were sealed in a tree in the midst of a lake (a body of water). Quite similar to how Excalibur was obtained (and cast back) into a lake.

Arthur having some ground in reality would make Salt the odd one out amongst their group of purely mythological deities; just like how Lily is the only inedible material amongst the Ancients, who are based on different flavors.

Salt kills flowers (lilies included). Silence prevents freedom. And steel burns faeries.

This is all I have for now. Feel free to correct me or add on with anything if needed. Part 2 is coming soon.

[hanlimz]

midnight thoughts: [heeseung + drunk words]

synopsis: real sweet, but you wish he was sober (alternatively, you take such good care of heeseung while he's drunk that he decides to tell you how he really feels). pairing: heeseung x gn!reader genre/warnings: hurt/comfort (?), f2l (ambiguous but still cute i promise) / EMETOPHOBIA TW (nothing happens but throwing up is mentioned, be cautious <3)!!!, drunk heeseung lol, tiny skz mention (my worlds colliding), um alcohol consumption (?), sunghoon is the dd don't worry there is no drunk driving! wc: 1.4k (el oh el)a/n: inspired by model student heeseung in the first couple en-o'clocks who is unreasonably attractive but also ? a dork . that is all. (love u hee stans this one's for u hope u're doing okay lately w ur man acting the way he is.)

[1:16AM] six shots of tequila and a raspberry smirnoff ice deep, and lee heeseung is gone. strong surges of heat rush to his cheeks to create a dizzying push and pull effect, rivulets of sweat are beginning to drip from his temples, and he's trying his best not to vomit up the fried chicken jake and sunghoon made him eat earlier. heeseung finds solace on the cool tiles of the kitchen floor; he clutches the crisp fabric of his white button down and attempts to will away the waves of nausea that are crashing against the walls of his stomach. breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth, heeseung's thoughts begin to drift back to a familiar place. he can almost feel the phantom sensation of your fingers carding through his hair; the tips of your fingers are refreshing and imbue him with a tranquility that he isn't often privy to.

"holy shit, dude—did we really let you get this fucked up?" heeseung vaguely registers jake's voice as two warm fingers reach under his jaw to check his pulse. inwardly, heeseung chuckles—leave it to biomedical engineering major, pre-anesthesiology track jake sim to presume death over everything else. glancing up, heeseung watches the genuine concern that flashes in the younger boy's gaze. "c'mon heeseung, we gotta get you home, bro. good god—[y/n] is actually gonna murder us …”

heeseung curls in on himself at the sound of your name, hiding away from the prodding of jake’s fingers into his upper arms. he wants to press his face into the crook of your neck, he aches to feel your hands cascading up and down the length of his spine, he yearns so desperately for a chance to indulge in a tender moment of unity with you. heeseung closes his eyes to relish in the way the memories seem to envelop him in a ghostly embrace, and he swears he only blinks once. the bass-boosted music and headache inducing strobe lights become mere background accompaniment to the movie playing behind his eyelids.

he swears he only blinks once, but the familiar aroma of your perfume begins to permeate his senses—bergamot and vanilla, his favorite. voices come into focus, his head starts to pound, and the reality of being splayed all over the backseat of sunghoon’s benz is setting in at the speed of falling molasses. "what the hell did you let him get into?" there's a certain venom in the question that bites at his jugular. he recognizes the cadence of your voice and the way you suck a sharp breath through your teeth with ease. "sigma kappa zeta is so out of hee's league—you couldn't have taken him to alpha tau zeta or tau chi tau or someplace that bang chan doesn't run?"

"he said he could handle it!" sunghoon counters.

you let an incredulous scoff escape your mouth as you berate the two boys in a hushed whisper, "and, you believed him? he obviously wanted to impress you idiots. god, i'm starting to think jongseong is the only one of you with a functioning brain ... "

"[y/n]!" jake exclaims, "so not chill."

"no—what's really not chill is tweedledumb and tweedledumber letting heeseung get wasted at his first frat party." you scold, voice cold as ice while jabbing an accusatory finger in their faces. jake and sunghoon hang their heads like dogs being told off for chewing up furniture; in any other situation, you might have had the inclination to chuckle, but you don't. "now, help him up to my couch and leave before i get even meaner."

everything is blurry as heeseung stumbles his way up the stairs to your apartment; sunghoon and jake are bickering with one another while supporting each side of his body—who is tweedledumb and who is tweedledumber, who let heeseung drink this much booze, who will have to recount tonight's escapades to jay, and who will have to give pity laughs to his impending dad jokes? they curse at one another until you mention the possibility of a noise complaint, and all the incessant chatter stops. in the midst of a spring night, only cricket song remains. heeseung focuses on the quiet chirping until the cool leather of your couch cushions begins to soothe the molten liquid that seems to course through his veins. goodbyes are exchanged and a door is closed somewhere far away, but heeseung's head is too heavy to lift.

he blinks again and opens his eyes to the rough fibers of an old washcloth running over the peaks and valleys of his face. the fabric brushes along the deep circles carved beneath his bloodshot eyes; concentration knits your forehead into a multitude of different creases, and heeseung can't help the pitiful chuckle that tumbles from his mouth. an airy sensation overtakes his being as he realizes that he's right where he had wanted to be all evening—with you. embarrassment still settles like an indestructible boulder in the pit of his stomach, however; shame's spindly talons sink into heeseung's flesh as he realizes just how much of a fool he's made out of himself.

"just—just wan'ed to be cool, [y/n]," heeseung slurs out, voice plagued with exhaustion. bringing his knees to his chest, heeseung attempts to keep his tears at bay. "just wan'ed to show you that i c'n be cool 'nd awesome 'nd sexy! but, now 'm just looking stupid on your couch ..."

placing the washcloth on the arm of the sofa, you move to rest heeseung's head in your lap. he gladly accepts the comforting gesture, cuddling into the soft cotton of sweatpants he realizes are his. combing your fingers through his roots and scratching at his scalp, you whisper, "for the record—i already think you're cool and awesome."

heeseung glances up at you, face swollen and eyes puffy. "really?" he asks, "so, you don't think i'm a stupid, un-sexy idiot that can't hold his liquor?"

"well, you can't hold your liquor," you muse with a hint of laughter in your voice, caressing the supple skin of his cheekbone, "but, no. i don't think you're a stupid, un-sexy idiot."

basking in the reality he was just confronted with, heeseung's drunken mind can only focus on one thing. his desperate need for clarification tempts him; desire's forked tongue beckons him towards the truth. the question repeats over and over again in his brain until it spills out—an unwilling victim of an inebriated perpetrator. "so ..." he drawls, attempting to wink but closing both eyes instead, "you think i'm sexy?"

and, you laugh. it's a euphoric sound—a beautiful melody reminiscent of spring picnics, gingham blankets, and the fragrant scent of blooming tulips. for a moment, heeseung loses himself in it; coherent thought escapes his grasp as he is overtaken by you. your touch, your warmth, the bleary image of your smile as it comes in and out of focus. you wash over heeseung in waves, an ocean of calm in a world that only seeks to burn; alluring siren song floods his mind as you call out to him over the sound of the blood pumping his ears. the cool tips of your fingers are beginning the quell the heat beneath heeseung's skin as consciousness begins to slip away from him, and a dopey grin is woven onto his lips.

"heeseung," you murmur, the ghost of a bout of giggles hiding behind your words. "hee, baby, you should really let me get up to grab you some advil."

the term tumbles from your mouth before you can help it, and you freeze. having revealed yourself, you're overcome by the desperate urge to run—but, heeseung has given you nowhere to go. his weight traps you, holding tight and pressing harder by the second. half of you wants to hear him say it back, while the other hopes for the couch cushions to swallow you whole. heeseung—though not a man of many surprises with his perfect grades, perfect attendance, perfect everything—manages to stun you tonight.

"wan' you t'call me that again, [y/n]," heeseung mumbles through sleep, "please."

"you want—" your voice catches in your throat, "you want me to call you baby?"

there's a beat of silence so long that you're almost sure heeseung has fallen victim to the salivating jaws of sleep, but he groans. the utterance is low and deep—dripping with what seems to be a concoction of mild annoyance, exasperation, and endearment. "'s all i've ever wanted, [y/n]," he replies, eyes closed and nose buried into your sweater, "you're all i've ever wanted."

another pause.

"okay," you say, meandering through the quiet for a moment, letting yourself wade towards him in this new sea of possibilities, "baby."

[molliedolliee]

Silent Salt and White Lily cookie prediction

Silent Salt will NOT be a romantic or an obsessive character, in my opinion. If you simply look at his name and his character design, it would be odd for his story to go in that direction at all. I would expect him to be a very quiet character (obviously, lol) who might only have a few lines for White Lily cookie alone. He probably will not talk to her at first though, if she tries to get him to. He’s most likely the type to only speak in the moment of heat, for example, during a battle where him or his opponent is about to die. I think that the story will speak for itself a lot in their episode, due to them both being introverted characters, likely to say more through their own actions or personal interactions with the other characters/environment. If they have a lot of contact and dialogue with each other, I’d be surprised. 

I think they will have the most parallels and the most in common between all of the ancients and beasts. Their arcs will also have a lot of similarities in comparison to each other. I can see the possibility for themes of guilt and DEFINITELY existential dread or severe identity crises. The topic of life and death will be prevalent, since that has been a reoccurring concept in White Lily’s cookie (the creation of cookie kind, the witches eating them- killing them, her rebirth as dark entrance cookie when she “died”). If you look at Silent Salt’s design, he is carrying a single sword, likely with the intent to execute using it. I imagine he is a very devoted character (soldier imagery) and will hold strong beliefs/ideals, just like White Lily cookie does. Solidarity: unity or agreement of feeling or action. That is what he resembled in the past. There’s a large possibility he also wanted to help cookiekind, and bring them together, to foster community through his own actions. This is akin to White Lily’s studies and her taking the responsibility of discovering the truth of cookie’s creation, to build the perfect cookie, to assist in the building of a better society. Only it went horribly wrong. Silent Salt will likely have a very similar arc, with the same hopes and dreams at the start, to everything taking a turn for the worst, and then becoming a symbol of silence - the absence of hope and fostering community. Once again, this is perfectly paralleled with White Lily’s transformation into Dark Enchantress cookie, a symbol of mass destruction with the absence of hope- in favor of the truth, no matter how cruel. 

I can’t really predict their interactions with one another, but if I had to guess, Silent Salt will be very difficult to reach, and even harder to communicate with. Dramatic moments will happen, and lots of support may be required on White Lily’s end, since she has cut ties with Pure Vanilla and will most likely be separated from all of the other ancients. She also, of course, feels a lot of responsibility, and thinks handling situations independently is something she must do to make up for her crimes. It’s in her own nature to keep to herself, too. There will be powerful solo moments for her as a result. 

Her transformation into her awakened form will be a very significant one, as it is her ascending into someone better, instead of descending into someone worse (Dark Enchantress). I really hope we get another beautiful costume for her lol

As for what comes of Silent Salt, I feel like he will be very physically impaired by the end. His identity will likely be exposed, and his guilt on display for everyone else to see. Redemption probably isn’t something that’s impossible for his character. But, it’s arguable too that any of the beasts could redeem themselves if they really desired to. I mention redemption for him specifically though, because I have a very strong feeling his arc will have a lot to do with his identity, much like White Lily cookie. She feels strong bouts of guilt- and I could consider him also experiencing guilt as a possibility to mirror their characters. Anyways, I say physically impaired because his current design looks like one of great strength and resilience. Behind the armor, he might be much more vulnerable/weak, especially in comparison to White Lily’s power. That’s not to undermine his abilities or say he won’t be dangerous- it’s likely that White Lily will also end up being severely injured in one of their interactions. Whatever violence occurs won’t be emotional, though- like with Burning Spice (excitement/joy), Shadow Milk (pleasure, fun), Mystic Flour (to make Dark Cacao devoid of his values and become apathetic- a lack of emotion), or Eternal Sugar (to keep her second half for herself, out of “love”). Silent Salt’s violence will feel dutiful and emotionless, making him more fearsome than the other beasts. Many things White Lily does is also impersonal- her accidentally shutting others out, a result of her isolative dedication to her studies, for example. I can’t see White Lily and Silent Salt yelling at one another, or having any strong releases of emotion, at least not in front of others. 

However, the beasts and ancients also have lot in contrast with each other. If Silent Salt isn’t a guilty (in private) character, then I’d assume he’ll be a character with a complete absence of guilt, which will make for lots of scary interactions between him and White Lily. He may question her guilt, make her wonder if her guilt is actually wrong- and make her consider the possibility that Dark Enchantress cookie’s actions were justified, according to his worldview. Like Pure Vanilla’s temporary transformation into the Truthless Recluse, she might turn into some semi-evil form of herself due to the return of doubt and despair. That would surprise me, though, as she already underwent a major physical change (her transformation into Dark Enchantress). Even if that doesn’t occur, his lack of a guilty conscience will likely have a negative influence on White Lily. I don’t imagine he’d play any mind games, he’ll probably take a hands-on approach to fighting, much like Burning Spice (less reveling in the battle itself though, of course). 

I look forward to the direction they take with their dynamic! With what we currently have seen regarding White Lily’s character, I think they’ll have a very interesting relationship. 

[crkstuffidk]

So I was thinking about stuff, when I made this correlation between the beasts virtues before and after corruption.

Burning Spice, he was change right? Now he's destruction, thing is, when things get destroyed, if it's rebuilt again, it will change, even in the slightest, because nothing can ever be an exact replica of something else that's been destroyed. And destruction is a coping mechanism, not the best, but that's what rage rooms are for.

Eternal Sugar, she was happiness, now she's sloth. But again, sleep can generally make someone happier, especially if you haven't been getting much, you'll be irritated when tired, but generally happy when well rested. Guess what? Sleeping can be used to cope from stress.

Mystic Flour, Volition, which means doing something by your own will, she went into that cocoon via her own will, and it is possible for people to pretty much 'turn off' their emotions, this is actually called emotional detachment and people can do it intentionally or unintentionally, and literally disconnect from their feelings, and it's used as a coping mechanism, which is pretty interesting since Mystic Flour went into the cocoon and became apathetic to avoid the cookies that would attack her or something like that.

Shadowmilk, he's was knowledge and pure vanillas truth, but deceit is often used to hide, or distort the truth. Deceit isn't really just lying, there is truth somewhere in it, just covered up, or distorted. Now knowledge, well when people lie, similar to how truth holds knowledge, since lies have some truth you could say that knowledge also plays a big roll in lies too. I'd like to add that lying is sometimes used to make things easier on yourself, or to keep yourself out of trouble.

Silent Salt, this one was actually difficult, because well Solidarity literally means unity, and silence Is kinda the opposite of that. But then I thought about it and when you support eachother, it usually means you listen too, and a more proper way of listening to others, is to go silent so you can hear them, and generally understand what their saying. Now complete silence is never wanted, but I also doubt that Silent Salt will be completely silent in the game either, I mean, they all seem pretty upset with their souljams 'thiefs' so he theoretically would be too, and being upset can often make you speak, because you get so upset that the jar that you've been keeping your emotions in, kinda breaks, and whether that happens via crying or getting angry depends on the person. And Silence is a coping mechanism too.

Now if it wasn't obvious I was pointing out how their virtues before and after, generally still are connected more than just via their ancient counterparts, and it makes me wonder about some things, like is it possible that the beasts 'corruption' is just them coping from the very possible stress they had from being in charge of cookie kinds safety, and maybe its just temporary, but again I dont really know. Feel free to correct me, or add on to some of the things I say.

[starsfic]

Summaries:

When the Ancients receive word of the Beasts and Dark Enchantress meeting in the Black Salt Flatland, White Lily and Pure Vanilla volunteer to sneak into the meeting in disguise. Unfortunately, White Lily is distracted by the other half of her soul jam and her other half's preparations for her. (There's also Shadowvanilla but it's a secondary chapter.)

In a gesture of unity, as well as to bolster the amount of magic users in preparation for the war against the Beasts and Dark Enchantress, the Blueberry Yogurt Academy has been slowly rebuilt. Now, the opening party has begun- hopefully the Beasts sneaking in won't wreck anything.

The various seasons have their own ways to bring the next step of the cycle. Smut.

The experiments with human souls didn't stop just because Afton died and Vanessa's project requires a sacrifice to keep things steady. She just wished that it wasn't her being sacrificed, or that her soul is now bound to a insane version of the Daycare Attendant.

Space AU with married space criminals Jiankong with naval officers Macaque and Azure after them, except Wukong keeps flirting with them and distracting them to help them escape, wishing he was flirting with his husband.

Prince Wukong and King Macaque AU where Wukong is left at the altar by his fiance and ends up hooking up with the brooding and sexy stranger who was only invited for diplomacy reasons in the "Well we made the party, might as well use it" party. Smut.

Mickey and Co.: Skye and Orion are introduced to the toons' secret sex club.

Four snippets on how the main romantic pairs- Yoshi and Draxum, Raph and Casey, Donnie and April, and Leo and Usagi- get together.

Most of Donnie’s inventions are synced to his heartbeat. They give him away when it comes to April.

Qi Xiaotian and Red Son end up with a cat that bears more than a passing resemblance to the Demon Bull Queen.

Xiangliu is very fond of Sun Wukong's children. He can't help but try to warn them.