#shadow milk x elder faerie

[makerofmadness]

Shadow Milk Being Spiteful(ly Fruity) Toward Elder Faerie- A Moodboard

uh idk I don't make moodboards I think this is what they look like

[two-truths-and-a-lie]

Good morning everyone or good evening well I've saw the other anon ask many thing and I've also saw sm reaction toward elder faerie cookie now I'll want to ask this does elder faerie cookie have any type like feeling toward sm I bet if it was the case sm would be happy and what is pure vanilla though about their relationship and the possibility of having elder faerie as a potential second father......now to end my question how will pure vanilla react if he catch them like you know make out ? Bet he will be traumatized.

Akward

[homijak]

"One little game"

Shadow Milk design by @neungio_o /Twitter/

[luvielolol]

Have you lost your mind ? / No . Love is blind .

[hugemilkshake]

-romantic or platonic scenario-

“My my my Elder Faerie! I didn’t know you had such charming puppets!~” the beast snickered as the faerie glared at him.

“You should relinquish them this instant Shadow Milk Cookie.” “Hmmm… nope!~ I think I’ll play with them a little longer!” Elder Faerie felt anger from the beasts taunts… sealing the beast away again would be worth it if that meant Y/N Cookie was safe from this monster

[namesniche]

elder faerie.... and the cookies i like him with

Pure vanilla .. white lily

..

and shadow milk <3

[revisitingfandoms]

Idea 14- Bride of shadow Milk

“I bet no one would ever love a monster such as him.”

“I bet he wouldn’t even treat his partner well.”

He would feel his annoyance and distaste and perhaps even anger grow at those comments before it came to him with a wild grin, “A bride”

Elder Faerie’s face went ghastly as a number of others in the area paled, White Lily only half aware replied, “A bride?” 

Shadow Milk grinned, almost looming, “A bride, they neither have to be a woman or just anyone of the female spectrum, I say Bride because it is the best word to describe what I want, and that is a willing bride to marry me.” The escaping giggles only dimming the atmosphere more, “And note I say willing, not interfering with the choice of who makes the decision. Oh, and I won’t take any of that sacrificing bullshit.” He lets out a little whistle, “Toodle~!”

Before disappearing. 

In the remaining chaos with numbers of fairies willing to volunteer to act as a sacrifice for the greater good- all against what the beast had spoken, one blonde contemplates and makes a silent decision. 

He doesn’t speak to any of the others of his decision, he knows what they speak, they would seek to dissuade him in his choice- but..

(He was the former holder of truth and its greatest liar, and he is oh-so familiar with the light of truth- with shadow milk.)

(Whether or not the beast remembers or recalls or buries in the back of his mind- Pure Vanilla knows things- secrets that the beast had whispered in moments of silence and solitude.)

(This is not an act of sacrifice- not an act of giving up everything to be a protector as everyone else would have called it- nor was it an act of redemption as some would have you believe.)

(No this was act of truth- of pure vanilla instead of burying himself with hurt and pain and deceiving others, he sought his other half to speak in whispers of truth.)

(He sought for the truth of actions- to find out what they were to each other- if they are enemies, replacement and replaced, hero and villain, Jester and king, healer and destroyer.)

(He wishes to seek if he can break these roles.)

Of all things, shadow milk had considered, for some reason he’d never thought- never consider Pure vanilla would be before him in his newly reclaimed territory. 

He’d specifically put a barrier around the area- trapping those damned faeries who thought they would be a sacrificial bride- yet of all people, its the one who he damn well knows would give his life in the first choice. 

Oh pure vanilla, just how much more interesting you have become.

He grins as slanters down from his throne to the waiting blonde.

(He didn’t come dressed in that king attire of his- no pointed cone crown-hat, no long white robes or waffle shoulder bearings, Pure vanilla doesn’t even bring that staff of his- No the flower is curled around the man's wrist as he walks in.)

(The outfit he bares- the tattered brown robes tided with rope, blonde hair halfway messy, stumbling and tripping and-)

(Something shifts instead him as the realization comes over him- no lies, no hidden agendas.)

(Pure vanilla came for the truth- no shields, no barriers and no differences.)

He less vicious as he comes down the stairs, “I see now, I’ll admit, I was caught off guard when you of all people arrived here first.” He touches pure vanilla check as the other tenses at the sudden touch. 

He leans over and whispers into others ear, “Now then, my dear, my bride, my pure vanilla.” He interlocks a hand forcefully with the other, “May we bound to the flames of the oven. I do my dear.”

The bell rings its toll, whether it be in celebration to union or the mourning of the actions taken this night is unknown.

But the whisper of Pure Vanilla is all the more damning.

“I do.” 

Is the whisper. And the beast grin only widens.

(Sorry for the late post! I've had exams, being sick and a bunch of other bullshit to deal with :p)

(But anyways- your bride of shadow milk.)

[tea-the-not-understanding]

plz doodle elder and sm do them cuddllie

my hand slipped again-

[hyenashark]

elder faerie took the kids (the rest of the faeries) in the divorce with shadow milk

[silly-fran-chaos]

*drops this*

Oops

[horror-beeings-artandwriting]

Short story sneak peak of the au. Characters: Scarlet Night Cookie, and some others. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Scarlet night once a queen of love and light, the ruler of a kingdom in the sky, her people worshiped her, as if she was a god, the witches however didn't like this, so they chose to curse her, turn her into a monster, rot her soul away, Scarlet night now broken and beaten called upon her friends. After this unprovoked attack upon the kind queen, her dear friend, the king of a kingdom made of veins and reeds and his spouse a man of pure Knowledge. Started turning against the witches, The king telling his people their gods had forsaken them, while The man of knowledge told his other friends of this cruel attack, embellishing it slightly to gain sympathy from them. The man of Volition went to his people and warned of the cruel attack but had no plan to stop it, and locked himself away, the woman of Happiness went to check on the dear queen, and help her rest, the man of Change swore he would talk to witches and have them reverse it, even if that meant a fight, and the knight of Solidarity went to the queen…to comfort her with silence so she wouldn’t worry about her subjects hearing her sobs. When the woman of happiness and the knight of solidarity saw the queen of the night…she had changed, her hair from a once deep inky black looks like the stars in the sky the universe as a whole…her eyes had changed to a deep scarlet red…and she had grown another pair of arms…she welcomed in her friends…she told them the witches had failed in their attack, that they had just made her dough stronger. That they too, should turn against the witches, it would give them freedom, freedom under her light. The first to turn was the King of reeds and veins, he wished to stay true with his friend, soon after joined the man of knowledge, then the knight…the woman, and then the man who locked himself away, and finally the man who swore to change the witches minds… they swore to tear down the witch's cruelty and take back the world…but that wouldn’t be… a man blessed to become a guardian, and two women, one made out of moonlight and the other the Sea itself, attempted to stop them... first to fall was the woman of happiness, who was trying to let everyone finally rest then was the man of change, who challenged them to a battle but he was not strong enough. Next man of volition had strong will but not enough to prevent him from being sealed. Then the knight…protecting his queens city… the man of knowledge was trapped last in a large silver tree The final two, The king of Reeds and the Queen of the night, tried to fight together, but the Sea washed the king away, trapping him under the earth to rot away. The Scarlet Night was the last to fall, the Moonlight struck her down, splitting her in two...her soul placed into a small soul jam, while her body was layed to rest in the moon, which the moonlight swore to watch over. The queen still watches on those dark nights, where her light peaks through and her songs are heard...the queen will return soon, once she is whole again…but until then, pray for the scarlet night.

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Hope you enjoy this little short story :3

[theandroiddollie]

I have heard of someone within the CRK fandom is starving for Shadow Milk Cookie Content. I wish to hand over what I've got(@pinkvaquita)

My Oc, Hollow Flora Cookie

Some info so you won't get confused:

He was one of the first Cookies to be baked and was specifically made to be the Attendant to the 5 Beasts with the Light of Diligence being in his Souljam.

He was formerly known as Melodic Berry Cookie, who was loved and adored by the Beasts because of his responsible and diligent yet naive and curious personality

But after the Beasts' corruption, leading to their love for him becoming an obsession and resulting in them locking him up. He kinda faked his death with the help of the Witches as the Beasts were sealed

Now he's the current Monarch of the Kingdom, the Bravegang, Sugar Gnomes, and Blueberry Birds reside in(Even though he didn't want to)

Also, for some reason, he produces somewhat audible music whenever he moves. Sooooo, yeah! On with the fic

This is what pretty much what inspired me to do this

"Ahh Isn't it wonderful that we're together again after all those agonising years being trapped in that oh so terrible tree, Melodic Berry Cookie?"

Expressing his joy, Shadow Milk Cookie looked over to the chained Cookie that was following him amidst the Chaos that was happening, hoping to get some response from him

"*Spits towards his direction* Well, the feeling isn't mutual.... And for the last time, Melodic Berry Cookie is dead. My name is Hollow Flo-"

"Nah~ Ah~ Ah~! That was what those pests called you, my dear Berry-Bear~. " The taller Cookie interrupted as he grabbed one of his hands and the other circled around his waist, refusing to call him by his current name

Being the former Attendant to him and the others, he knew it'd be best if he were to stay silent despite his annoyance

Being in that position gave Shadow Milk Cookie the chance to sway him around as the Chaos beneath them ensued

"Ah~.... How much I've wanted this to happen~.......... For Chaos to run rampant amongst these half-dough Cookies and to have you bear witness it, little Berry-Bear~"

Shadow Milk Cookie dipped him back in a rather romantic way when Hollow Flora Cookie saw.......

Elder Faerie Cookie nearing his death....

.......

He sounds little OOC, but eh..... I did what I could

This was also partly inspired by @brittle-doughie....... It's regarding their post on that Valencringe thing

[homijak]

‼️ Drinking alcohol ‼️

Don't drink alcohol, let silly characters on the internet do it instead of you. ☝🏻☝🏻☝🏻

[luvielolol]

Hello eldershadow enjoyers ^_^ *throws this into a pit of crocodiles*

[snail-noodle]

A trip down memory lane! Writing a short drabble for Elder Faerie :]

I've been thinking about the kind of person Elder Faerie could have been before the Beasts had turned evil.

In episode 2, Shadow Milk kept calling him a foolish king and how he envied the five great heroes before they were sealed away.

You can probably tell where I'm going with this haha X]

Elder Faerie was young back then. He was rashful and stubborn.

His insecurities were high during those years.

What if, during that time, he did feel envy towards the five great heroes?

I like to think he had no powers at all during that time. He could wield a sword, and he would have a long life, like any other faerie, but the power of the guardian did not exist at that time.

Not yet.

He had no silver tree to guard, so it would be interesting if he had no magic powers to begin with.

[yanderecookierunkingdom]

hihi! sso i have this little brainrot of a shadow milk cookie x reader but like──you know the puppets the shadow milk cookie made? yeah what if he didn't make it at all (bro is probably bad at drawing at that)

so he ask his lovely s/o to draw it for him, but their drawings are too gorgeous so shadow milk was like "oh no no darling, that's not how you draw them, make them look more stupider." specifically referring to pure vanilla cookie's and elder faeries'. but when it comes to shadow milks puppet, oh nah he is going to keep it because why not! his dearest made it so why would he throw it <33

"Loooovley~!" called the voice of your lover. "How are the puppets coming along?"

"Good!" You called back, sitting on the ground. You paid no mind to the warped Silver Kingdom around you. It didn't really matter to you, you were way too caught up in making these puppets. "Come have a look!"

You could hear Shadow Milk Cookie skipping over, knowing the sound of his footsteps very well. He soon stopped behind you and knelt down, wrapping his arms around you. And somehow, you could hear him pout.

"Oh, my little muse, these are all too pretty!"

You blinked. "Is.. is that a problem?"

You could feel Shadow Milk Cookie nod. "They all have to look more silly, especially those two." His voice dipped with bitterness as he pointed to Pure Vanilla Cookie and Elder Faerie Cookie's puppets.

"Could have told me that sooner?" You teased, shaking your head. "Okay, I'll get to remaking them-"

He promptly grabbed the one you made of him. "Not this one though!" He grinned. "It's too perfect."

"Always switching your mind." You rolled your eyes and turned your head and kissed his cheek. Shadow Milk Cookie merely laughed happily.