#manipulative shadow milk

[fanged-fanfics]

Maybe for a part 2 of the doughbaby!reader, Shadow milk sneaks into their room at night to hangout with them, only to leave before pure vanilla walks in.

☆ Shadows On The Walls — Shadow Milk Cookie & Child!Reader Fic ☆

Genre: Platonic, Mild Angst || they/them pronouns for reader || Manipulative Shadow Milk warning

A/N: Okay technically this is actually part 3- (previous and start fics for context)

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It was the night after your slightly discouraging art display, and you'd fallen asleep at your mini desk. The air was cool, with a slight wind blowing outside. You felt something shift, as if a weight had entered the air. Your eyes slowly blinked open, and you rubbed them with a yawn while hearing papers rustle. When your vision came in, a large shadow was standing beside your desk. Two shades of blue eyes looked down at you, and you gasped happily while sitting up "Shadow Cookie!"

"Thaaat's right!" The shadow replies, leaning forwards so he could come into view. Shadow Milk had been visiting for months now, and he noted as he saw the scattered pictures across your desk that it seemed his efforts were sucessful. He grinned widely, looking over your art in his hands "Did you make this, little puppet? I see a certain rougish devil made his appearance!". You giggled, reaching up as best you could to point to it "Yeah, yeah! But papa didn't seem to like it too much...". Your frown returned, and Shadow Milk gave a huge gasp "He didn't?! Well, the nerve! He must be blinder than I thought!". Your smile returned as you looked up at your 'imaginary' friend "Papa's just worried sometimes. But s'good that you like it!"

"Like it?! Why, little puppet, I love it! I'd hang this up in my spire" Shadow Milk declared, holding the drawing close to his chest. You got down from your chair, running over to him and grabbing his legs for a tight hug. Shadow Milk chuckled, placing a hand atop your head. "That papa of yours isn't very kind, is he?" Shadow Milk commented "How strange for a Cookie of truth to lie to his own kin!". "Lie?" You asked, pulling back with a confused expression "What do you mean?". "Oh, don't worry your poor little dough over it" Shadow Milk cooed, lifting you under your arms. He floated off of the ground, carrying you up before holding you tight to his chest.

"But- papa isn't supposed to lie" you frowned. "I know, but papa's don't always do as they're supposed to" Shadow Milk responded, a fake look of sympathy on his face. He pulled you in, nuzzling his cheek to yours "I'd never lie to you, you poor thing. We're good friends, right?". As he asked that last part, his grip on you tightened a little. You gave a nod "Yeah! Bestest friends!". Shadow Milk grinned widely, sharp teeth showing as he held you up above his head while he spun mid-air "That's right! Best as can be! And best friends always tell the truth"

You giggled at the motion, pulling yourself into his arms for a tight hug. It was refreshing to have a friend you could play with at all times, a silly jester who loves making you smile. You pulled back, chuckling with him before a knock came from your door. "Little sunflower? Are you awake" Pure Vanilla's voice called. Shadow Milk quickly placed you back down "That's my cue to exit the stage". You gave a little whine, tugging on the jester's sleeve "Do you have to?". "You know the rules" Shadow Milk replied. He watched as your head titled down, a sad pout on your face. He couldn't help but grin.

"Well, I was going to wait for a special occasion, but I suppose I can give you this now" Shadow Milk said, pulling something out. He handed you a small doll fashioned to look just like him, with big button eyes and a stitched smile. You squealed, holding it close to your chest "Thank you, Shadow Cookie! You're the best!"

"Sunflower? Who are you talking to?" Pure Vanilla called. Shadow Milk scowled, replacing it with a faux look of kindness as he leaned down to speak with you "I'll be back soon, don't worry" he said, before vanishing into the shadows. You felt your smile fall as you nuzzled into the doll he'd given you. You loved your papa, but it was disappointing how your friend always had to leave when he came by. And he said such odd things... what lies could he be talking about?

The door opened, Pure Vanilla hurriedly walking in. He waved his staff about a bit, hair a mess and breathing heavily. You walked up behind him, tugging on his robes. "Papa?" You asked, and the healer turned to you. He sighed with relief, kneeling down and wrapping an arm around you "What are you doing up so late? I thought someone had found you...". "I was jus' drawing, an' I fell asleep" you explained. Pure Vanilla pulled back, kissing your forehead "Of course, how silly of me. My little artist must have been hard at work". He lifted you up, balancing you in his arms "Come now, it's time for bed"

You let out a yawn, nuzzling into his chest. Soon enough, you were tucked into bed, Pure Vanilla making sure you were snugly covered in blankets. He'd noticed a flicker of something blue being closely squeezed in your arms. He tried to reach a hand out, but you'd turned away from him before he could see. "G'night, papa" you said. Pure Vanilla pulled back, that worried expression back on his face. "...Good night, my bluebird" he said, a little quietly.

He closed the door to your room upon exiting, that troubled expression now fully showing on his face. He could feel that presence. He kept having to look over his shoulders around the shadowy corners of his castle, fear gripping him tightly. Every inch of the hollow nooks felt like they were watching him. Waiting. Laughing.

"Elder Faerie will be here tomorrow... please, please, by all that is good, don't let my fears come true" Pure Vanilla thought to himself "You can have my kingdom, my title, my souljam.. just please.. don't take my little bluebird away from me". He began walking to his room, worriedly holding the handle of his staff. Daunting eyes watched him as he walked. "Oh, Silly Vanilly..." a voice whispered eerily in the darkness "Fighting so hard to protect his little family... pathetic". Shadow Milk morphed into the darkness, beginning his usual escape route back to the outside. Black Sapphire and Candy Apple stood in the royal garden, waiting for him.

"Count this night a success, my delightful little grubs" Shadow Milk said as he materialized. Candy Apple squealed "I knew it, I knew it! You're so strong, my lord!". Black Sapphire gave a little bow "All is in motion, just as requested". Shadow Milk grinned widely, a high giggle leaving him "Perfect, perfect! I can't wait to see their faces when it happens!". "Until then," Black Sapphire began, hopping up on his staff to float off of the ground "We have time left to plan". "Pssh, as if I need a plan" Shadow Milk said, beginning to walk away from the castle "Have faith, my minions. This isn't even the half of what's to come"

[tangents-from-an-awkward-void]

[Spoilers, BY EP 8!]

dude that was. a wild ride

Black Sapphire and Candy Apple are so cool though I stand by that point/silly

[haycoat-art]

Decided to draw Shadow Milk Cookie as this:

[icanothink1]

Here my current theory for how the fandom is going to sadly mischaracterize eternal sugar based on the trailer 

[alienpepper]

manipulative eternal sugar cookie (beast-yeast ep 10 spoilers!!)

i absolutely ADORE the way eternal sugar cookie is written, because she's such a complex villain and manipulator

her manipulation tactics are also so accurate to actual real-world manipulation

when she's trying to convince hollyberry to not eat the berry of all pains, she keeps claiming that she knows what hollyberry is thinking. eternal sugar cookie even says outright that she's the only one who can truly understand her. she's basically saying that nowhere is safe except for with me, which is what real emotional abusers do.

also, if you look at her arguments as to why she's the good guy, on the surface...it kinda makes sense.

"yea guys, the sapphic goddess let the cookies leave her paradise whenever they wanted! they just came back to her cause she's totally tubular (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)"

she even used that argument after hollyberry found out she was purposefully sabotaging the cookies that left, forcing them to come back. this is such a good portrayal of manipulators that "let their victims leave" and indirectly but very purposefully make them come crawling back.

and in her interaction with shadow milk, he warns her to not be so obsessive(continue abusive behaviors) or hollyberry will leave but eternal sugar straight up ignores his gay ass. this also relates to how manipulators will very rarely listen to people telling them to stop their abusive actions.

but in the end, eternal sugar cookie really does love hollyberry cookie. she is doing this out of love, but it's so twisted that it barely counts as love anymore. she just has a really skewed view on happiness.

shadow milk honestly wishes he could be her lol

she's just so complex and i'm so amazed at her writing :D

(srry for the lack of pictures in this one, i couldn't find the right ones (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠))

[cakemadeofbacon]

Anyway what fear entity do you think shadow milk serves. At first i thought “oh he’s a jester OBVIOUSLY the stranger” but tbh he also fits in (dare, i say, even fits more) with a lot of the others

[lolo3h]

At this point I'm just using Shadow Milk to voice my own commentary on Cookie Odyssey

[piromina]

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

[giantsgreatocean]

"You don't have to be lonely...I'm right here. Please. Let me be your friend."

Please check the tags so the piece makes sense (Surprisingly this is the first time I've drawn shadow milk cookie and awakened pv so enjoy. The colors suck because my colored pencils suck so...sorry)

[missbunnysama]

*Gives Shadow Milk his own bbg*

Soooo here’s Violet Cheesecake! The original soul jam bearer of Black Forest Gateau! so lore wise, Black Forest Gateau has the light of love while Violet Cheesecake has the light of obsession so Violet Cheesecake is very manipulative, a gaslighter and will do anything to keep those she “loves” at her side. But she can be very affectionate, supportive and kind to those that she actually cares about (like Shadow Milk-)

she currently runs a circus show that brings in new lost souls to be her faithful circus companions

Also she and Shadow Milk are a thing

(also she got no gender, she just prefers to be female since it’s “easier to get followers if I’m a pretty girl” in Violet Cheesecake’s words)

*drops this and runs away once again*

[metamorphiacreations]

suuuuuper unfriendly reminder that if you ship the beasts with their ancients in any capacity. fucking block me. or let me block you.

i dont give a single fuck about whatever bullshit "redemption arc" you pulled out your ass to justify it in your head, the fact that youre trying to justify such a lethal, toxic and abusive relationship at all is horrid and i dont wanna see it so

if you dont know how to block someone, you press the 3 little dots in the top corner of the post and in red text youll see "block [username]" just hit that, confirm it and we never have to see each other ever again 🥰

[fanged-fanfics]

Hi!! Can you write please part 3 of Truthless Recluse as dad? Like continuing part about what will happen next after reader was a puppet. As Smilk said "I'll find a way to fix that weakness of his.." So what will he do?

☆ Fragmented Control — Dad!Truthless Recluse & Child!Reader ☆

Genre: Angst || they/them pronouns for reader || Warning again for super manipulative Shadow Milk

A/N: VERY late sequel but! It is here!! (Part one for those who need it)

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Pale white walls, void of all comfort and warmth. Such a bare, blank slate to focus on. In the walls of the Spire, it was all the Recluse could see. His mind simmered with a dull turmoil, chest aching along with it. It had been a mere few days since his outburst at the azure jester, and his heart still felt rattled with anger. You'd stepped out for only a moment, the only time he'd let you leave his side. Just for a snack. You had insisted you could do it, especially since your papa had just come back from a task and needed the rest. With a heavy heart, he'd let you go

The fallen king took in a sigh, trying to calm his nerves. But just then, air stirred above his head. A deep blue portal swirling with black had appeared, and a floating grinning blue face belonging to his 'master' soon after. "Ah, there you are!" Shadow Milk chirped, climbing all the way into the room to float along the air. The recluse felt his brow furrow. "I don't recall being scheduled for any more missions" he said flatly. Shadow Milk waved a hand in a grand gesture of dismissal "Pssh, no, no, nothing like that! I was just on my way to prepare my next act!". Shadow Milk summoned a puppet, moving its strings to make it skip in the air. Recluse just huffed, until the next words pierced ice cold fear into every crumb of his being—

"...And then I found that a poor little calf had left the heard!"

Recluse's head snapped to glare up at his boss, a hard expression on his face. To make matters worse, Shadow Milk just kept idly whistling while playing with his puppet.. toying with it. "What did you do..." the truthless one asked through bitterly gritted teeth. Shadow Milk grinned even wider. "Nothing, nothing! Don't be so tense, Vanilly! I just thought maybe the little doughling could use a place in the show!" He announced. Illusions of confetti and cannons shot out from behind him, dissolving in the air just as soon.

Recluse stepped closer, every line on his face a deadly scowl. "Where. Is. My. Child." He gritted out. Shadow Milk sighed, facing the door and calling out, "Bring em in, my little shadowlings!". Candy Apple and Black Sapphire Cookie swung open the doors, a small figure standing between them. They walked in, stopping to spread their arms open like they were showing off some grand prize. The sight made the truthless one's heart sink into his stomach.

It was the same vision as before, when you were under Shadow Milk's threads. Dull, empty eyes, a downcast expression, and a lifeless slump to your form. Your head tilted up, meeting your father's horrified eyes. He rushed forwards, pushing the minions away and grasping you tight to his chest "My baby... you didn't... not my baby..." he murmured

"Ugh, don't be so dramatic" Shadow Milk said with a frown, finally landing on the ground "They were out of line. I just made sure we were all singing the same tune! No more slip-ups". Recluse slowly turned his head, and Shadow Milk almost felt his jam freeze. The way the blonde bangs fell over the face containing barely restrained rage gave his 'friend' a dark shadow over his eyes. Someone once so kind, now carrying hate itself in his eyes, blue pupils shrunken and zeroed in on the Beast alone.

"You... you did this" Recluse said, slowly standing "You took everything from me. Was that not enough? Did my souljam not satisfy you enough?" He asked accusingly "I told you to never put your hands on them again. And now... now... you took them from me". Shadow Milk kept a glare on his face, standing up taller "You're so gullible". With a huff and a clap of his hands, the image of you began to fade, rapidly turning into air. "No- no!" The Recluse yelled, rushing back over. His hands grabbed at the empty air as you completely vanished. "No, no, no! I- I can't-!" He choked, gasping as he grabbed at where you once were "You have to-!"

"Ow!" Came a sharp yelp. Black Sapphire was rubbing his shin, where a small Cookie had kicked him with all their little might. The truthless one turned to the noise, completely stunned to see you giving your nastiest look to the purple performer. Candy Apple swiped the air near you, but you immediately bolted to the Recluse, putting your face in his shoulder. "Papa, papa! That bully didn't let me keep my snack! He took it all!" You complained

Recluse was left breathing shallowly, wide eyes looking up at the loudly cackling commander before him. "Oh, too good! You really fell for it, ahaha!" Shadow Milk went on, an arm wrapped around his stomach. "I don't..." Recluse began, with Shadow Milk quickly speaking again. "I'm the master of deceit for a reason!" He said in a sing-songy tone. He wiped at a tear of amusement from his eye, patting Black Sapphire on the back "Just a little illusion, obviously! Sheesh, you need those eyes checked". "All of that was just-" Recluse stammered, only to again be cut off

"A lie" Shadow Milk confirmed, Candy Apple giggling as Black Sapphire stood straight again. "But don't get too comfy. That was a little vision of the future, free of charge!" Shadow Milk added. He was still grinning, but it was tight at the corners, his eyes bored intensely into the man below him "So don't go around making threats like that again, 'kay? You never were good at keeping all those sheep in their pen. The next time one steps out... well. I keep spare puppet strings for a reason"

With no further words, he spun on his heels and walked to the exit. Black Sapphire and Candy Apple followed after, the TV host shooting one last glare to you before exiting. The door slammed shut, echoing in the room. The noise ringing off the walls resonated in the Recluse's head. You looked up, frustration melting away in place of worry. You gently tugged at his sleeve "Papa?"

Recluse turned to you, his eyes still brimming with pain. His expression slowly turned softer, a hand cupping your cheek "my little one.. you're okay". "Course I am," you said, tiling your head in confusion "Why?". "Nothing. Nothing at all" Recluse sighed. He kept petting your cheek as he spoke "Where... where did he have you?". "He told me I had to go in the library" You answered "But he left me there for so long! So I came to find you"

Recluse held you to his chest, arms wrapping around you completely. He cradled the back of your head, kissing the top of it "Please... please never leave my side again. I can't- bear the thought of losing you. This Spire is so dangerous, little bluebird". You nodded, nuzzling up into his chest. You could hear the waver in his words, and feel the slight shake of his arms while he held you. He rocked a little, cradling you as close as he could. "I promise," you said, holding your dad's robes a little tighter. Your eyes lingered on the door where just moments ago, you'd run in and had to seemingly save your papa from... whatever was happening

It took a few minutes, but eventually he did pull back. His eyes were sad, but he smiled as he ruffled your hair "I'll make you something to eat, okay? Anything you'd like". Your smile brightened, the sight already healing the fear in his heart. "Really? Thank you, papa! As long as that bully doesn't come back..." You huffed. The Recluse chuckled "Don't worry, I think you scared him off. You're very strong". "Yeah!" You agreed confidently, chuckling as your dad helped you stand again "I'll keep you safest!"

"Just stay close to me" he said, squeezing your hand in his "We'll find a way through this... someday"

[j3ster-pupp3t]

Types of manipulation!!

[eych-two-oh]

One genuine joy I have from the tier vid with SMilk is how he adores his Black Sapphire and Candy Apple. Literally gushing over them.

[eclipsewarrior101]

Cookie Run kingdom: A Kingdom of Switched Dark and Light Au More Looooooore:

So. It’s been forever. Yes I know. Sorry about that. But I have a few ideas for this au now that new characters have been introduced.

The Beast Cookies are First:

Shadow Milk Cookie: ( His name was Puppeteer Milk Cookie) born with his odd abilities of puppeteering and strange magic, he was raised along side them the fairy cookies in his own little kingdom of puppet cookies and loved to bring smiles to cookies faces. He was never one who turned a cookie away. So when Elder Fairy Cookie came forward asking for help. Of course he would. He thought he was doing good. But he had no idea what he was helping with. So when an angry mob came to the kingdom he was blindsided. It turns out Elder Cookie had been causing trouble for mortal cookies and he used Puppeteer Milk Cookie as a scapegoat. Overwhelmed, he was forcefully completely locked away in the fairy tree. The betrayal and the isolation made him lose his mind and he drowned himself in his puppets and he started to dissociate. Years and years and years later. When Shadow Milk Cookie was released he was clingy and unstable, so when Corrupt Vanilla Cookie offered him a chance to have a friend poor Shadow Milk Cookie fell for it.

[cherrywell]

Chapter 6 of little jester: sides change

A bit of a warning!⚠️ some manipulation/hypnosis from shadow milk

Custard sat in his room he yawned he was tired already? He figured ‘screw it’ and crawled into bed.

Custard woke about seven hours later. The dream was peaceful for once. No nightmares. No waking up in cold sweat. Just peaceful. “Morning little jester!” Shadow milk greeted the young cookie as he entered the room.

“Hi Shadow Milk Cookie!” Custard greeted the cookie back. Shadow helped Custard get ready for the day. Shadow began to comb through the blonde strands of custard-y hair. Custard began to hum. But then he stopped once he realized the tune he was singing. The tune was to a song he and Pure Vanilla would sing together. The once happy feelings towards the song shifted to feelings of distain. The song was no longer comforting but now like a bad memory. Shadow Milk patted the boy’s head.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. Custard sighed. He didn’t know what to think about Pure Vanilla anymore. He felt some sort distain to him. But also the feeling of familar love. He didn’t know what to feel. Was he to be mad at him for not missing him? Was he just overreacting? Custard couldn’t tell anymore. He just mumbled out to shadow milk. “Hm?”

“I’m just confused…” he said.

“About what?” Shadow milk asked.

“About how I feel about… Pure vanilla…” He began, “I feel like I want to be mad at him but I miss him…what do I do?!” He started to freak out.

“Shh…it’s ok, breathe,” he took a breath. Shadow milk hugged him closely. Custard held onto Shadow Milk. Custard felt his back be rubbed. “I’ve seen you cry yourself to sleep many nights all because you haven’t heard from them. Look at me little jester,” Shadow Milk lifted Custard’s head to meet his eyes. Custard cookie failed to notice the glow in Shadow Milk’s eyes. “Why waste your energy on people who have caused you to cry yourself to sleep?”

Custard sighed. “Yeah.. I guess you’re right…” He said his eyes were now flat.

“You know I won’t do that to you, right?” Custard nodded. “That’s right!” Shadow Milk carried the boy out and sat him down for breakfast.

Pure Vanilla panicked was Custard ok? Why on Earthbread was he in beast-yeast?! “Pure Vanilla Cookie. Breathe, we will find him.” White Lily grabbed Vanilla’s shoulders.

“Do you think Shadow milk got him?”

“Isn’t he still mostly sealed though?” S voice piped up. Wizard cookie. Gingerbrave at his side. “How would he have Custard? And why? No offense to the kid obviously,”

“How? Even if he is mostly sealed he still has his magic as we know. And why? Maybe to get back at us…”

“So what!? We kicked his butt once! We can kick it enough again to get Custard back!” Gingerbrave said gripping the candy cane tightly.

“That’s more tricky, we have no idea where he’s hiding even then that could be risky. We barely managed the first time let alone if we tried a second time. Besides he could put us or Custard in danger.” Pure vanilla explained.

“What if he’s already putting Custard in danger?. We could at least go and get him not fight but a sneak mission.” Wizard said.

“I think a plan is needed..” strawberry added.

“Strawberry is right we need a plan.”