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💋 (🤭)

She's initially shocked - kisses aren't something she has any lacking of. But a kiss from White Lily Cookie was worth all of the gems in her hoard; the Cookie was never physically affectionate. They would often just sit side by side, talking endlessly. She'd try to keep up with White Lily's ramblings, but often she just watched the Cookie speak. Again, a rarity, and a rarity only Golden Cheese had access to.

As much as she wanted to keep White Lily Cookie close by like all of her treasures, she also knew how the Cookie yearned to leave. For years, it was a point of stress for her. At the very least, the other Ancients had safe homes. Even Pure Vanilla she felt was safe enough; though she was close enough that she felt if anything were to happen, she could appear by his side like a flash of glittering light.

White Lily was different, the Ancient disappearing for months on end with no news of her whereabouts. The only one she would let leave out of her sight, because she knew that shimmer of life would disappear if she kept her by her side. She couldn't entertain that thirst she knew White Lily had - so, years ago, she had once decided that she would make an elusive and glittering world that would entice the adventurer. For her greed for the unknown could never possibly outshine Golden Cheese's greed for her.

Alas, she had been proven wrong.

She has seen all shades of greed - the ones who use it to push forward and the ones consumed by its' clutches. One cannot hope to hold all of their treasures if their arms are too broken to lift them. Greed that leads marauders to crumble the weak, greed that leads a genocide to her people. And at that moment, she had challenged her greed against her's and lost. Ages pass, she turns her attention to the treasures that would want to stay in her clutches instead of the dew-soaked flower that burned in the wind, roots never growing to plant her and keep her stable.

Yet now, that jewel that slipped from her fingers had come back. Or, rather, just a chip of it, only a part of the radiance that had caught the eye of the Golden Goddess. So small yet she found that piece to be shining so much brighter. Greed reborn into something so so much bigger than it had been before, matching the radiance of the small piece she wished so desperately to hold in her hands.

Golden Cheese's wings rustled at the sudden kiss, the Goddess staring at White Lily before laughing - because how else was she to deal with the bubbling excitement and anxiety inside of her? Yet she isn't like Hollyberry Cookie, who would laugh until the sun burnt out and never made a move. Nor was she like Dark Cacao Cookie who would probably never let anyone get close enough to steal a peck in the first place.

How greedy she was, how they both were, and how White Lily Cookie even now seemed to brandish their greed so openly to the greediest Goddess. Golden Cheese Cookie cuts off her laughter to lean down, planting a kiss on White Lily's lips. She would never be outmatched in her greed for prosperity or love. Even if White Lily were to turn around and say it was nothing, Golden Cheese would take the singular moment to fulfill one of her most greediest desires.

One of her wings goes to wrap around the two of them - not touching either, but cutting them off from the rest of the world. Golden Cheese leans her head back only slightly, staring at White Lily with her typical confident smirk.

"If that was just to fulfill that curiosity of yours, then you choose the right Cookie to kiss."

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My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

originally posted by a now deactivated account (askboxmemes)

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VARYING KISSES PROMPT

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚     as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!     ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

PLACES TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver's knuckles.

sender kisses receiver's cheek.

sender kisses receiver's lips.

sender kisses receiver's palm.

sender kisses receiver's temple.

sender kisses receiver's inner thighs.

sender kisses receiver's hair.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder.

sender kisses receiver's neck.

sender kisses receiver's knees.

sender kisses receiver's stomach.

sender kisses receiver's top of head.

sender kisses receiver's chest.

sender kisses receiver's upper back.

sender kisses receiver's foot.

sender kisses receiver's inner wrists.

sender kisses receiver's nose.

sender kisses receiver's forehead.

sender kisses receiver's fingertips.

sender kisses receiver's shoulder blade.

sender kisses receiver's lower back.

sender kisses receiver's outer thighs.

sender kisses receiver's sternum.

sender kisses receiver's collarbone.

sender kisses receiver's earlobe.

sender kisses receiver's forearm.

sender kisses receiver's chin.

REASONS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver to say goodbye.

sender kisses receiver to say hello.

sender kisses receiver to say goodnight.

sender kisses receiver to say good morning.

sender kisses receiver to distract them.

sender kisses receiver to reassure them.

sender kisses receiver to initiate something further.

sender kisses receiver to shut them up.

sender kisses receiver to comfort them.

sender kisses receiver to say i love you.

sender kisses receiver to tease them.

sender kisses receiver to fluster them.

sender kisses receiver to congratulate them.

sender kisses receiver to give into them.

sender kisses receiver to surprise them.

sender kisses receiver to pretend they're in a relationship.

sender kisses receiver to show off for someone else.

sender kisses receiver to wish them luck.

SETTINGS TO KISS .. ( send "reverse" to switch the sender + receiver roles )

sender kisses receiver at a restaurant.

sender kisses receiver in the kitchen.

sender kisses receiver in a pool.

sender kisses receiver at a cafe.

sender kisses receiver at a party.

sender kisses receiver in the bedroom.

sender kisses receiver in a movie theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a car.

sender kisses receiver at a park.

sender kisses receiver in a club.

sender kisses receiver in an alleyway.

sender kisses receiver on the bus or train.

sender kisses receiver in a closet.

sender kisses receiver in a store isle.

sender kisses receiver in a parking lot.

sender kisses receiver in the woods.

sender kisses receiver at school.

sender kisses receiver at the bar.

sender kisses receiver at the beach.

sender kisses receiver in the ocean.

sender kisses receiver in the garage.

sender kisses receiver at work.

sender kisses receiver on a boat.

sender kisses receiver in a theatre.

sender kisses receiver in a tent.

sender kisses receiver in the bathroom.

sender kisses receiver in a motel suite.

sender kisses receiver in a hotel suite.

sender kisses receiver at a cabin.

sender kisses receiver in an office.

sender kisses receiver in the backyard.

sender kisses receiver on the porch.

sender kisses receiver in a secret or hidden place.

originally posted by a now deactivated account (askboxmemes)

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The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss

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FUCK MARRY KILL; Hollyberry Cookie, Golden Cheese Cookie, Dark Cacao Cookie

FUCK MARRY KILL (2); Shadow Milk Cookie, Mystic Flour Cookie, Eternal Sugar Cookie

(sorry burning spice cookie)

"Well— " she pauses for a moment, pondering ".....Marry Dark Cacao, fuck Golden Cheese and..." soft sigh "...Kill Hollyberry," guiltily

..

"Kill Shadow Milk, Marry Mystic Flour and I guess Fuck Eternal Sugar...?"

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what do you identify as?

I'm a Goddess, so labels other than my title never can truly fit!

Though, I've always considered pansexual to be a good term. If I desire a lover, then I desire a lover - I focus more on what I see in them than anything else. I'll adorn them in the shiniest jewels, the smoothest silk, and lather them in luxuries anyway. After all, my lover should shine just as bright as me! They've done enough to gain the eye of their Goddess, after all.

( fun fact: this is why she's called "big-n-greedy", cus polypan LOL )

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𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 , 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 , 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋

send my muse three names , and make them choose between the three.

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pride month questionnaire.

the following questions can be used both in character and out of character, depending on what you want to answer. these questions are meant to make people familiar with the various shades of love, attraction and identity, feel free to add your own. happy pride 🌈

what is your sexuality?

what do you identify as?

how long have you been aware of your sexuality/identity?

do you have any preferences?

share a positive memory about coming out!

how do you feel about pride month?

do you participate in pride related events? any other events?

how do you feel about lgbtqa roles in media?

do you feel pride in who you are?

who has been your supportive idols in your self discovery?

tell us about your first crush?

what sort of advice to have you lgbtqa teens? 

have you come out to friends and family?

how do you feel about the term “coming out” ?

do you believe there is a “closet” to come out of?

any tips on coming out?

what’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to lgbtqa characterization in media?

what’s your favorite parts of lgbtqa characterization in media?

what did your teachers say about the lgbtqa community in school?

do you practice safe sex with the same sex?

what’s an absolute turn off for you in people?

what’s an absolute turn on for you in people?

how do you feel about lgbtqa clubs/apps/websites?

how do you feel about the term “queer” ?

how does you country view the lgbtqa community?

favorite lgbtqa actor/actress?

any tips for heterosexual people on how to handle lgbtqa events/news?

what’s the most annoying question you have ever gotten?

how do you feel about receiving questions about your sexuality/idenity?

what is your romantic affiliation?

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"I don't forgive you."

After a beat, Golden Cheese Cookie gave her response. She wasn't entirely shocked by the response; confused, maybe expecting it to some degree- the way she felt was indescribable, really. There was a familiar pain in her dough; remembering all that had happened, all she had lost, the years that passed her by as she struggled to make a final night in her memory last for infinity. Yet, at the same time, the face of the Cookie they were fighting was only Dark Enchantress Cookie's. Looking at White Lily Cookie, there were obvious similarities..

But she was thinking about it. Really thinking about it; she's a spontaneous person so she made her mind up quickly, but lost the words to really express how she felt. This wasn't something she could just- blurt out, as much as she just wants to. Bluntness and honesty made everything move smoothly. Saves a lot of time when you're not bothering with how someone might feel or how to ease a burden. You could better use that time working on a solution to a problem instead of fumbling around, trying to figure out how to say it in the first place.

Golden Cheese Cookie lowered herself to the ground, still keeping a hand on her spear, crouching in front of White Lily Cookie, "I don't forgive you for what you did to my citizens, my city.. because I don't think you're at fault."

"Not.. entirely." Golden Cheese looks away from her, staring at the grasses and undergrowth in the small space between them, "I knew about you and Dark Enchantress Cookie. Pure Vanilla Cookie explained it in his letter, but.. honestly, I didn't understand it. I couldn't- how could you and her be the same? If she was you, yet you split, then during the fight- I really couldn't wrap my head around it."

"But." She gently grabs White Lily's cheek, moving her face so that they were looking at each other. Golden Cheese wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning either. Uncharacteristically, she held a stoic face, "I realized something, after coming here. After already battling one of the Beasts."

"I had ended up in their temple, looking at mosaics detailing their ancient history. I felt the Soul Jam respond to these, almost as if it was sending me back in time- I could see and feel what had happened. I hold no pity nor anything other than anger at that Beast, but.. the god it had showed me, I couldn't ever imagine those two being the same."

"I couldn't imagine my Soul Jam belonging to that thing." Golden Cheese removes her hand, moving it down to White Lily's shoulder and coaxing her to stand, standing as well, "So, if you are Dark Enchantress Cookie aren't the same Cookie.. then you shouldn't apologize for what she's done to me."

"That doesn't mean we're okay." She lets go, her arm dropping, "I just know that it wasn't you who destroyed my kingdom."

"You say that like you're not White Lily Cookie," Golden Cheese lifts her head, staring directly at White Lily. Or.. not? Well, whoever this Cookie was, they certainly looked like White Lily. Acted like her, too, except with a little more nervousness- a lot more nervousness.

That's to be expected. She, herself, was usually a pretty expressive Cookie. Big outbursts, big events, big everything; because it was a pretty obvious way to show off her splendor. But even her own fire was bothered after the war. She kept her pretenses up for her Cookies couldn't see the glimmering Goddess falter, not for a second. The Dark Flour War might as well have not existed- she made it not exist in her kingdom's history or in her mind. It took a gaggle of preteens to make her realize how irreversibly she's changed.

She's not the smartest of the bunch, that she does know. She's intelligent in her own right; city planning, economics, she had advisors and scholars at her feet begging for knowledge on how her marvelous city operates. When it came to social problems, theological debates, that was where she was lost. That was better suited for the Cookie in front of her, with knowledge so unknown to her. Maybe she should've asked, should've tried to understand her ramblings a little more, maybe right now she wouldn't be at a loss if she knew just what she meant.

"Either that, or you're just doing that mysterious thing you do. All I understand is that you've disappeared and, apparently, been asleep the entire time. Where even were you? All the way out here?"

Golden Cheese gestures with her free hand to the forest surrounding them. Serene, done up in blues and soft greens.. matching White Lily Cookie. This forest practically mirrored her, in fact; a place she would expect White Lily Cookie to run off to, just as Golden Cheese Cookie found endless sands and high-rising canyons to be her own.

"You.. disappeared." Golden Cheese lowers her arm, but not her attention. She keeps it on White Lily Cookie, "There wasn't a trace of you left. The others were worried about you."

She's fine! Golden Cheese remembers saying, all those years ago, She'll be fine! We have to check for other survivors!

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She was no stranger to the trust that could be built on the battlefield. Witches, she and Hollyberry Cookie's introduction to the other three was just an accident - and if she was to go back further, even her and Hollyberry Cookie's meeting was the two of them stumbling into each other and fighting a ravage wolf together. How simple that day seems compared to now, even though sweat dripped down them after what seemed like the worst fight of their lives.

She was above to speak when there was a boom behind them. Quickly turning around, all she could do was cover her face as smoke and ash and the smell of burnt flour washes over her. She coughs, lowering her arm.. to see decimation. Almost the entire Dark Cacao army.. wiped out in an instant. She didn't even see what hit them, only the remains of soldiers; the ashes, so countless, outnumbering sand-

There's more sounds coming from behind her once more. Swiveling away, she watches as pillars come out from the bridge between them and the gates of the Vanillian castle. The Beast - two of them, as implied by the Cookie with sugar wings - had already recognized them; this Cookie might have been saying the truth, that they were personally being targeted. Her wings bristled and flapped aggressively, the remaining dust in the air being blown away as she flew up several feet. Lifting her spear - parts of the bridge to the side break away, their stone being used to summon more of her spears.

"Your defenses are nothing!" She yells, launching her spears into the walls that have stopped her path. The spears hit their mark perfectly, the remains of the walls being used to create more spears to attack the remaining. She can't afford a grin even when all of the walls come down and the way is clear, for-

There's a burning feeling in her chest as she's slammed back into the ground by something unseen once more. A counterattack by one of the Beasts, surely, though as she weakly holds herself up, she takes note that nobody else seemed to have been the victim of what had struck her. It was as if she was being torn apart by her own spears, made swiftly into swiss cheese - she coughs, holding her hand out for her spear to come back to her and using it as a crutch.

"The way is- clear!" Her wings bristle as she takes a shaky breath. Already, she was injured- not even that Beast of Destruction reduced her to this weakness so early on in their bouts. Was it the power of two Beasts combined, or was this the overwhelming power of one? Morbidly, she chuckles - that Beast of Destruction wasn't all that, apparently.

"You-!" She stares at the sugar-winged Cookie, "You came from inside; you must know where the Beasts are and where Pure Vanilla Cookie is!"

( @sillysillyshadowmilkcookie )

The Heart of The Beast

The Vanilla Castle.

It was cold and silent inside. That's all it ever was now, anyway. Cold, silent and empty. Yet tonight it held an overwhelming sense of foreboding, one similar to the feeling when the Archangel of Destiny first took it's place in which it should not belong. The air was thick with tension, footsteps of the group who had dared to enter where they did not belong.

It was always the plan to try and rid of the Archangel since the beginning. What sort of beings would they be if they allowed for this beast to continue on in the corpse that doesn't belong to it?

The dread only grew as they approached the Chamber of Audience...

[ @sillysillyshadowmilkcookie | @wolf1n-sheepcl0thing | @a-lilyinthevalley | @silentsalty | @thruthe-grapevine | @dragonlorddarkcacaosblog | @big-n-greedy-goldencheesy | @false-ouroborus ]

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👋 - Black Sapphire curiously touching Golden Cheese's hair :]

It's soft, like the richest and freshest cheese!

Now, you must let me touch yours in return!

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👋 Pure Vanilla is approaching enthusiasticly! "I've found some golden beads at a jewler's shop today! I feel they would look beautiful in your hair, my friend!"

It certainly does! I'm shocked, I didn't expect you to have good taste!

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👋👋👋👋 Pets for the Queen Cheese!

Why, thank you! After all this work, I certainly deserve a little leisure.

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Send 👋 to play with my muse's hair

Bonus points for more context, such as:

pat

braid

comb/brush

twirl a strand

put a flower crown on

comb fingers though it

kiss the top of the head

anything else you want, have fun

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Golden Cheese Cookie considers anything within her city walls as one of her prized possessions. Buildings, Cookies, whatever is there, it's hers. By extension, anyone with a personal invite from her into her kingdom is also one of her most prized possessions, even if they never show up or if she never gives them the directions to actually get there.

Send ✚ for one of my muse’s prized possessions.

My city, of course! In fact, it's my most prized possession!

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Send ✚ for one of my muse’s prized possessions.

My city, of course! In fact, it's my most prized possession!

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"You say that like you're not White Lily Cookie," Golden Cheese lifts her head, staring directly at White Lily. Or.. not? Well, whoever this Cookie was, they certainly looked like White Lily. Acted like her, too, except with a little more nervousness- a lot more nervousness.

That's to be expected. She, herself, was usually a pretty expressive Cookie. Big outbursts, big events, big everything; because it was a pretty obvious way to show off her splendor. But even her own fire was bothered after the war. She kept her pretenses up for her Cookies couldn't see the glimmering Goddess falter, not for a second. The Dark Flour War might as well have not existed- she made it not exist in her kingdom's history or in her mind. It took a gaggle of preteens to make her realize how irreversibly she's changed.

She's not the smartest of the bunch, that she does know. She's intelligent in her own right; city planning, economics, she had advisors and scholars at her feet begging for knowledge on how her marvelous city operates. When it came to social problems, theological debates, that was where she was lost. That was better suited for the Cookie in front of her, with knowledge so unknown to her. Maybe she should've asked, should've tried to understand her ramblings a little more, maybe right now she wouldn't be at a loss if she knew just what she meant.

"Either that, or you're just doing that mysterious thing you do. All I understand is that you've disappeared and, apparently, been asleep the entire time. Where even were you? All the way out here?"

Golden Cheese gestures with her free hand to the forest surrounding them. Serene, done up in blues and soft greens.. matching White Lily Cookie. This forest practically mirrored her, in fact; a place she would expect White Lily Cookie to run off to, just as Golden Cheese Cookie found endless sands and high-rising canyons to be her own.

"You.. disappeared." Golden Cheese lowers her arm, but not her attention. She keeps it on White Lily Cookie, "There wasn't a trace of you left. The others were worried about you."

She's fine! Golden Cheese remembers saying, all those years ago, She'll be fine! We have to check for other survivors!

So, Pure Vanilla Cookie was on his own hunt for one of the Beasts. He mentioned those in his letter; the original holders of the Soul Jam, released unto the world and hunting them down in an attempt to take their Soul Jams. This "Shadow Milk Cookie" must be the the other holder of Pure Vanilla Cookie's Soul Jam, if his title of Beast of Deceit wasn't enough to go off by-

White Lily Cookie's fresh jam leaked from a clean cut on her cheek, no doubt done by her own spear. An entirely unintentional attack on someone she's not entirely sure still deserves it. Golden Cheese is quick to act - hand raising up and gripping White Lily's, pulling it away from her cheek. She doesn't attempt to hide her disgust, looking between the jam-slick fingers and White Lily's expression.

"What are you doing?" Golden Cheese gawks, disgust shifting to horror. Their first interaction in.. years.. and White Lily thought sticking her own hand in her own jam and playing with it was a good response? Has whatever happened to her after all of these years rotted her dough?

"Shouldn't you know better than to play with your own jam?! I swear, every time I assume I've figured you out, you go and do something completely insane." She lets go of White Lily's hand, practically tossing it to the side. Side-stepping her, Golden Cheese yanks her spear out of the tree its' lodged itself in, "You spent all of this doing Witches knows what that I'm sure you've forgotten how to act!"

She holds her spear properly, rear sat on the ground a little too forcefully. With a hand on her waist, Golden Cheese looks down at the much-more-interesting undergrowth around them. Really, and this is coming from her, who heard Cookies with nothing better to do than gossip call her a hermit. Her, of all Cookies, a hermit?! She simply just had strict entry precautions for her citizens and why would she go anywhere else when her Cookies - rightfully so - treated her as their Goddess? So what if Cookies claimed she's lost her sense? Apparently, not as much as White Lily Cookie.

"It's just a scratch, nothing to get all worried about." Not looking at White Lily Cookie.. it's rather unclear if she's referring to her or herself when it comes to the worry.