#ANYTHING THAT HAS YEAST PLEASE

[brittle-doughie]

I come with Eternal Sugar fanart and a humble request for story interactions other and y/n cookie

Cool fanart. You say STORY interaction, but do know that this post will be subject to change once we get more on the update in May.

You open your eyes to see…trees? Flowers? A fountain?

Eternal Sugar Cookie floated down next to you.

“It’s not what you expected, right? That Beast-Yeast could harbor something so peaceful….”

“Are we even in Beast-Yeast anymore?”

“Yes, this is my paradise…but it can also be yours, if you choose to stay. This place will have everything you need.”

“But you’re still a Beast Cookie…”

“Oh, I’m so sorry for what my…friends have done to you, it mustn’t been easy on your mind for a long while.”

“I can’t remember the last time I’ve had a full nights sleep without waking up from nightmares. That they were chasing me, I’d spring up from bed right as they were about to grab me…”

You didn’t see it, but Eternal Sugar frowned in irritation for a moment, her pupils sharpen in hidden rage before she reverts back to her smile and soft demeanor.

“You’ve been through so much. Please allow me to be the one to ease your burden…”

“But I need to-what did you just say?”

“Ssshhh. No need to think on it anymore, my heavenly~ Join me.”

She pulls you up to her cloud and holds you close, stroking your head.

“They can’t reach you here.“

“Nobody can…..”

“You don’t have to fear anymore.”

“Do not be afraid….”

“I have made this paradise to bring happiness to all Cookies who enter.”

“You’ll never want out….”

“Sleep well, heavenly…”

“Dream of me….”

You couldn’t fight back the urge to close your eyes, the grip of sleep taking hold as you drift off into dreamland…

Eternal Sugar holds off on doing anything for a while before she sings a melodious tune, which calls over two Cookies to her.

“My dear angels, please go and make a space for my heavenly. I want it to be the most comfortable and beautiful place in all of Earthbread…”

The two Cookies nod their heads and fly away to handle their duties. Eternal Sugar looked down at you again as she resumed stroking your head.

An ominous shadow casted over her eyes as she smiles to herself.

———————————————————————

Back at the Cookie Kingdom, all Hollyberry Cookie could do was stare in disbelief at an empty living space. It was just occupied a while ago, which is why Dumpling Cookie behind her was just as surprised.

“Where….”

“Where has Y/N Cookie gone…?”

[angelicsz]

Hello!! May I ask for a separate scenario each for Pure Vanilla Cookie and Shadow Milk Cookie from CRK? The idea behind it is, the reader (who is their partner) is helping them destress or simmer down after a long day — and brushing out their hair in comforting gesture! Thats what I want the most!

The 'why' of their fatigue can be different. Maybe Reader is laying Pure Vanilla on their lap and brushing out his long hair to help him relax for the evening on their wedeing bed. Meanwhile for Shadow Milk, maybe he's wound up from the boredom of having to play nice in the kingdom all day now that he's technically 'redeemed' or something..! Just my thoughts, you can switch it around a little, I just wanna brush their hair...

Sorry if this is long! Thank you for offering your lovely work! Please take care!

"ease your worries"

summary: comforting your partner, that's all.

↱ before you read: gender neutral reader, implied marriage, established relationship, ooc shadow milk? pet names, if you find any more please let me know.

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shadow milk:

"i practically cannot do anything now. no NOTHING." he complained as he stared at the sky above you. you were laying in the forest, its the only place you could have some peace for yourself, however you do not come here often. you hummed in response, brushing his scalp, playing with his hair at this very moment.

"and who does he think he is? HE took MY soul jam HE took everything from me, and yet.." your boyfriend stopped for a moment, looking up at you. "maybe he didn't took everything from me."

a smile appeared on your face "sorry? i didn't quite catch that?" you whispered, pretending to be oblivious. you watched as his face changed from pure love and admiration to somehow mad and annoyed.

"i said that i hate him." he practically snarled in response. he hid his face in your thighs, and groaned in annoyance as you chuckled, clearly amused by his behavior.

nevertheless a few minutes later a comforting silence appeared and none of you seemed to want to move from your places. savouring the moment. although you will have to apologise to him for your behaviour.

pure vanilla:

after your husband came back from beast-yeast he looked completely different. even though he seemed to shine brighter than usual you could see the tiredness in his eyes, after all eyes never lie.

that's how you ended up in the current situation, him laying his head on your lap, you mumbling meaningless words of comfort in his ear. the room had a pleasant atmosphere, the birds were chirping, the open balcony bringing fresh air into the room and the sun that is just about to rise.

you noted that pure vanillas hair has gotten much longer than his length before. not that you minded of course.

"mmm.. dear i have to get back to my duties." he practically purred on your lap. you chuckled, amused at his antics. it was awfully hard to get him to lie down with you, you knew that your husband's very hard working and needs a break. despite his objections when you dragged him into the bedroom he practically melted immediately. despite his statement, he didn't seem to want to move from your lap nor was planning to.

"your hair got longer." you changed the topic, brushing your fingers against his scalp. "would you want me to take care of it?"

".. later sunshine." he mumbled. oh you thought he looked so pathetic right now, lovingly of course. noticing how your husband was practically falling asleep, even though he didn't need any, you lied your head on the headboard and closed your eyes, savouring this very moment.

sorry for the late reply, lowkey died for a moment here.

[8ysharkstar]

Hey, can I requested the Beasts x yanderer!reader? All the five Beasts in one fic, how greedy I am~ My ideal is that reader is also a fallen hero with the Beasts and of course they are corrupted and join theirs lovers to wreaking havoc over earthbread, when the witch steal the Beasts. Reader is the only one who espaced and many years like what happens in the orginal story, when everyone think the seal is recover, reader slash the tree and help Shadow Milk get out in front of everyone and reveal that they're the six virtues who espaced many years ago... I let you continue here -_- because stuck for ideas you know:))))Hope you receive it and have fun writing it:))) I don't know if it too hard for you but hope you won't mind my greedy:'))) Sorry for bad english:))))

[ This is gonna take a while but sure!! ]

( 5 Beast Cookies x Yandere!Reader )

" if I were a beast, I'd never eat your brain! I just want your heart "

TW! Yandere theme, Obsession, plus spoilers of beast yeast 1-2,

! Yandere

> not that accurate lore?

Rcm Song; The Zombie Song | Stephanie

☆;

Passion, what could that be. Love? Strong love, Love is always in the air, I myself find my colleagues somewhat, my type... Something about them just makes me go CRAZY! My passion for them is on top of my limit! His knowledge to give, her happiness to spread, they're change and solitary to show, her dreams to fulfill theirs. I just want to.. keep them to myself, but I must keep educating my students on how to grow love to others, keep myself sane... But I felt like a need to protect them... Keep them away from other people... I just want them FOR MYSELF.

...

Leverage; ...

Those were the last words before I got myself corrupted. It was difficult to keep myself sane on most of the time, this time I broke myself. How sad? Well atleast my colleagues are the same as my kind.

I've caused havoc many eons ago, I gave them misinformation, causing them into believing and yet it shows that they're just some foolish cookies that could easily be manipulated. Cute isn't it? yet I was sealed in a silver tree. A TREE? BY THE WITCHES, But I was able to get myself out, those pests tried to seal it back, but I was able to trick those little pests, what a foolish one, to think that I was sealed away. I was not able to save my colleagues in time, I found a way but...

I found someone that shadow milk has been talking about the past time we've been trapped in the silver tree. Someone named pure vanilla cookie? Say, I might've found him in beast yeast, roaming around with his little friends, how cute? Maybe I can join in the fun to get them lured, especially HIM.

"I'll take this taken care of silverbell, well hello there the friends of white lily cookie! Welcome to the faerie kingdom, I'm margarine faerie cookie! How may I assist?"

The other seems happy to see other "faeries* talking to them, they seemed... Delighted.

"it is an honor for you to help! May you please show the way on where white lily could be"

Hearing they're voice itself feels like like a fork piercing through me. But all seriousness, really.. white lily cookie? Well, anything to get them on their tails.

As we got to white lily, it's a matter of time silver bell sent them to elder faerie, so I could think of a plan on how to lure them. Maybe if I cut the seal, which caused it to open the tree. Maybe they'll try to seal it back, my predictions to lure them, genius, I know I am!

...

Slashing it open causes everyone to get alerted by the open wounded tree. How convenient? It wasn't me, I could never! Someone else did it.

...

They are all there, it's time!

[ ! ]

The wound gotten bigger from an unrecognizable entity, could it be?

SHADOW MILK COOKIE!

He used to be know as Knowledge but now to change to Deceit, I myself, Passion to leverage? How cruel I could be to trick them into believing!

May these little foolish crumble to BITS.

We toyed with our puppets, let one die, I say it's pretty intertaning for both of us!

But both of us caught up to the fact that she was able to seal both of us back to our place. Unfair? Pretty unfair, should've been US. But atleast, I'm with my lovers again!

"say, we tried our best, but we'll get them back. And maybe we could be more than colleagues? Would do you say, my spouse's. Could we try Again, new body, physical form. Someone by the name dark enchantress could help."

Oh how much I just want them for myself, I wish we can't never seperate EVER.

THIS ONE GOT ME THINKING SO MUCH SNIXNQBZ, Anyways

[burningcheese-merchant]

*PUSHES THE DISCOURSE OUT* Okay! I just wanted to talk about this bit of the story because I hardly see anyone giving it attention.

Remember there was this whole segment in BY 5, where it talked about the Soul Jams? It fascinated me of how it talked about the two halves shouldn't be united, since everything would perish because of the union. One could assume that it meant to emphasize the point that the Beasts should not get the other half of the Soul Jam, bu after the latest BY episodes, with the whole thing about PV and SM soul merging (no matter how brief it was), it feels like there could be more to the poem now.

Maybe it's my shipping brain making me delusional, but I feel like the poem might become applicaple in some way for the rest of the Beasts and Ancients later on in the story. I would absolutely go wild to see GC and BS soul merge-

Don't worry, I'm equally as delusional lmaoooooo and also, you have a point. As the Beast-Yeast storyline goes on, I feel like they're diving deeper into the truth of the Beasts and Ancients' dynamic: they're not just generic enemies, they're literal soulmates. Two halves of a whole. They want and need each other, they ARE each other in some ways, for better or worse. They went full mask-off with PV and SM but imo you see it in the other pairs and their episodes as well.

With the commentary in ep 5 about how the Soul Jams shouldn't reunite, I really think it's the more baseline thing of "if they reunite, BS will be unstoppable and evil wins". Eps 7 and 8 reveal the truth of the matter for ALL the pairs imo, not just PV and SM, which is that they belong together, it is actual, literal destiny, they are nothing without each other and define each other's lives and the virtues/vices they uphold. What is Truth without Deceit? What is Abundance without Destruction? These things simply cannot be, unless they are together. (BS himself even acknowledges it in one of his leaked affection lines: "You see, a world of Abundance can only be built on the ruins of the past". He admits that Abundance needs Destruction. That Golden Cheese needs him. And he needs her.)

I've said this before but I can honestly talk about the BurningCheese dynamic for SOOOOO long. They drive me insane. There's so much to dissect and analyze about them, but no one will do it except for me 😭 Look:

They even have their own "in the end, you will become me" moment 😭 their relationship is just as deep as PV and SM's, you guys... Please, I can't be the only one who sees and knows this......

(also... Dude. I would have KILLED to see them merge souls like PV and SM did. CAN YOU IMAGINE. BS already demonstrated that he cares about HER, not the Soul Jam, not really (he had it in his hands and he DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WITH IT. He just went "meh whatever this was supposed to happen" and then started whining and fussing about wanting to see GC again). Can you fucking imagine if they followed through with the line shown above and had GC give in to destruction, like how PV gave in to deceit? If GC had her own "corrupted" skin, like Truthless Recluse? I dare you to tell me BS wouldn't have been excited as all hell if she submitted to him like that. He was horny af throughout their fight, he would've busted a nut on the spot if that happened 😂 the concept has been haunting me since ep 8, I would've died happy if there had been a BurningCheese soul merge, God I need to learn to draw properly so I can bring that shit to life myself-)

[willbethehero]

The Displaced Flower and the Saviors’ Youngest (aka Bonnie The Kid Finds White Lily Cookie)

Concept by @potatotato-26 and @sherllockholems

PS, please ignore the eyepatch Siffrin has in some arts.

This takes place BEFORE the rouge takes the L.

⚜⚜⚜

Don't worry about me.

Please, take care of Pure Vanilla Cookie.

In this place, your bravery and loyalty will become his best defense.

Thank you! My Light of Truth will illuminate our path so we don't lose our way.

Farewell, my friend...

These were the last words you could recall with clarity. A decision to diverge paths. A promise to meet again.

But that was before the smell of burnt sugar overwhelmed your senses and a tight squeeze gripped your stomach, your mind fading into darkness shortly afterwards.

Upon your (rough) awaking, it became clear that you were on a meadow. A strangely empty meadow. With nary a Cookie or creature in sight. Only the strands of (slightly larger?) grass billowing in the wind and clouds moving against the sky was proof this was no dream.

Add the lack of any familiar sightings made it clear: you were transported to someplace not in the Faerie Kingdom, nor even in Beast-Yeast. Perhaps a foreign country.

There may have been a touch of grumbling and/or screaming upon the realization of how far you (potentially) are from your friends. The irony of somehow falling into an enemy trap just as soon as you parted ways and promised to meet again is not one that amuses you. Still, you manage to pick yourself up with your staff (that thankfully still has your Soul Jam shining its ever-verdant light) and begin your trek in unknown territory. Regardless of circumstance, you still had a duty to fulfill.

As soon as you figure out where you were.

…

Time passes.

While you are unsure of how long you had been unconscious, you are now aware that it is at least a bit past midday, thanks to the sun’s slow descent. Not much, but at least it's a start. The same can’t be said for locating any signs of life. So far, attempts at finding any other Cookies have proven… fruitless. It’s… somewhat worrying that you may have been transported to a desolate island, but you brush the notion aside for now.

Grooowll…

After all, you still need to eat. You had a long day before and ahead of you.

Gathering food wasn’t as big of an issue as you’d thought it would be. You are grateful you still possess your survival skills from so long ago. What were edibles vs non-edibles was something you managed to figure out during your long treks across Earthbread, satiating your hunger for the moment. You sigh after managing to quell your stomach. The remaining issue of your parched throat would be solved after following the sound of flowing to a river nearby. Not before cleaning up after yourself, of course. Once more, you continue your trek in uncharted territory.

It’s strangely peaceful once you arrive at the stream… Besides the obvious, not a sound echoes through the dense forestry you find yourself in. You once more sigh, horns itching, still unsure if there was anyCookie available in this barren region. There has to be some sign of civilization. You’d even take Cake Hounds at this point…

“That’s enough of that,” you slightly chide to yourself. You need to drink. Recuperate and then continue forward. Find anyCookie that could give directions and continue from there.

Plan in mind, you dip your hands into the moving water, gently cupping the water to taste-test for anything wrong. It’s… tasteless? You don’t quite taste the amount of sugar as you’d expect… Or, any for that matter. But other than that, it seems safe? Maybe there really isn’t any-no, stop that. Drink. Your head is scrambled. Calm yourself. And drink.

As you shake off the looming dread and drink from the stream, you are finally given a chance to fully… reflect.

Looking back now, you realize this must have been orchestrated by the Beast to separate you from Pure Vanilla and the others. With a sigh, you admit the worst part is the fact it was true. 

Was the decision still necessary? Yes, absolutely. As much as it hurt parting so soon after being reunited… The responsibility and power entrusted to you by Elder Faerie Cookie’s last will… it was paramount in mastering. To seal the Beasts back in their trees. And of course, the Beast targeted that. You, the biggest threat to their return.

Now, here you are. Drinking out of a strangely tasteless stream. On a foreign island/country? Without a clue to get back, or master Elder Faerie Cooke’s power, or even tending to the Faerie Kingdom-oh Cheese, you’re in charge of the Kingdom now! And to make matters worse, there are still four other Beasts besides the one lurking at the Spire, with no way to contact anyo-

For a moment, you feel something grasp your body at both sides. Water you had been drinking splashes with a small plish as your thoughts are shaken.

The next, you suddenly find yourself being raised to the air.

And then-

《Wooah… qu’est-ce que tu es?》

HERE, TRY ONE! YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT!

…face to face with the monster you neverneverneverever wanted to see again.

《Hé… une petite personne bizarre? Tu n’as pas l’air d’aller bien…》

You can’t speak. You can’t breathe. You can only stare. Ahead. Into the eyes of one you once worshiped as “Creator”.

Only for everything you once believed in to betray you, smothered in dough, and then baked into a monster.

Your head. Spins. Your horns. Itch. You hear something. But as you continue to float. In the face of your creator. Your vision blurs. You open your mouth once more to cry. And squeak with terror.

“Help.”

Your mind goes dark immediately after.

▲▲▲

Oh, Crab. It’s not moving anymore.

It’s not like you were trying to surprise them. But the nice smelling person/creature/Sadness(?) looked like it was gonna fall into the water, you managed to catch it. Then they went limp when you tried talking to it.

Maybe it’s like Nillie? Or Belle after a long day?

You hold the strange small person(?) in your hands as dela-cately as you can. You slightly shake them, but it doesn’t wake up. Guilt bubbles inside you. Crab…

You can’t just leave it here. It would be rude after what you did. You haven’t even said “sorry”! for spooking them.

You’ll definitely have to apologize to them properly when they wake up.

You take off your hat before gently placing them down on it, to safely carry them back to your camp. You also placed a strange looking flower stick that was near them in your hat. There was a strange shade to it, but maybe it belonged to them?

Anyways, you manage to make it back to camp, where everyone is waiting for you.

Za and Frin are together, gathering wood for the fire, and probably talking about (urgh) puns, like usual. 

Belle was sitting on the blanket, checking over those weird papers again.

Dile meanwhile was currently reading a book. Musta be for her secret research. 

Welp, no time like now.

“Heyguys…” you mumble, still worried over the little person in your hat. “I found something…” Everyone stops what they are doing and looks your way.

“Oh, Boniface you-?” Dile started. She stopped when she saw what you were carrying. “Oh-!” her eyes lit up a bit. Like when she was in that library a few towns back.

“Oh, Change-is it alright?” Belle asked. She walked over alarmed, cuz she’s naturally gonna be worried about everyone. Even strangers. That’s the sorta person she is. “What even happened?”

“I might’ve really scared them.” You bashfully admit. “They were gonna fall into the river, but I caught ‘em in time! But when I asked if they were okay, they just… stopped moving.”

“I see… they must have fainted then.” Belle mutters, looking down at the little person in your hat. “Poor thing.”

“Hey, Bonnie, did you find flowers?” Za suddenly asks. “Like… a lot of flowers?” Right, the nice smell that you followed.

“Oh yeah! It was coming from the little person.” You reveal, your eyes move down towards your little friend.

“Their right.” Belle sniffs, “It reminds me of… that flower shop back in Dormont.”

Oh Crab-”I’m sorry, Belle! I didn't mean to-”

She suddenly stops you. “It’s alright, Bonnie. I was just… reminiscing…” ugh, why she gotta be like that?

“Oh, Mira!” Frin suddenly pipes up. “I never knew you did flowers!” Uh-oh.

“No no, I nev-”

“I guess you're feeling BOUQUET right now?” HAH-HUrrrraaaggghhhhh…!

“FRIN!”/“Siffrin!”/“HAH!”/”Gah…”

“I’m sorry, Mira! You know lilac the ability to control myself.” Hrr…

“Stop.” you reply. As funny as it is, you gotta be more sere-us.

Frin thankfully puts his hand up. Looks like the puns shall stop. For now…

“Haaah, it’s alright now, Siffrin.” Belle suddenly sighs, “Still-” Okee, time to stop Belle being a crab.

“ALRIGHT-!” You suddenly announce. “Imma make dinner! For all of us!”

“By ‘all’, do you mean-” Dile begins.

“Yes. The little flower person too.” You answer. Then, you walk over to where your u-tin-sles are and then sit down, cross legged, hat and flower person in your lap.

“Uhh… Bonnie? What are you-?” Za stupidly asks.

“Making dinner.” You respond.

“You sure you can cook like that, Bonbon?” Frin also stupidly asks.

“Yes.” you boldly declare.

“Oh, just, do be careful not to harm your new friend!” Belle requests.

“Yes, it would be poor form to have a mess be their first real introduction to our party.” Dile added.

Yeah, that makes sense.

You carefully pick up your things, ready to get started. Hmm… Though, with your flower friend here… you hadn’t done anything with herbs since a few towns over. Ooh! Maybe make a desert too…

⚜⚜⚜

《…》

《…!》

《…?》

《…!!》

《…》

…?

…Noise…?

…You… stir…

“Mmhh…”

You… can hear something…

It is… dark…?

A trial to see… but…

And-

Towering giants. Scatter crumbs of fallen Cookies. Sound of laughter.

《HAHAHAHA!!》

WELL WELL WELL, IT'S BEEN A THOUSAND LONG YEARS!

GLAD TO SEE Y'ALL!

No…

《Allez, Mira! Tu dois admettre que c'était plutôt drôle!》

AND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THESE! THEY LOOK AMAZING!

Y'ALL BEEN WORKING HARD!

Nononononononononononowhywhywhywhywhywhy-!

《Hmph! Peut-être pour vous, mais certains d'entre nous ont des «préférences» différentes.》

PHEW! I BAKED A TON OF COOKIES!

HERE, TRY ONE! YOU'RE GONNA LOVE IT!

Why are you back here?!

《Sigh… Je suis d'accord avec Mirabelle. Avez-vous déjà pensé à essayer de trouver d'autres méthodes d'humour?》

T'IS ALRIGHT! LET'S JUST BAKE IT AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS!

At this- wretched banquet?!

《Hmmm… Non!》

YEAH, LET'S BAKE IT!

Run. You need to run. Run. RUN. RUN. RUN. WHY AREN’T YOU RUNNING?!

《Hé Bonbon. Je pense que ton petit ami est-》

No.

NO!

YOU MADE A PROMISE. TO MEET THEM AGAIN. YOU WILL NOT BREAK IT. NOT AGAIN.

YOU RAISE YOUR HAND!

AND ENSNARE THE WITCH IN VINES!!!

You can barely make out what happens next-

Screaming, confusion, sounds and noises, all blend into one as your terror-stricken dough finally MOVES.

And you run. Run. RUN. RUN. AND RUN.

YOU CAN'T STAY HERE! YOU NEED TO TELL SOMEONE. YOU NEED TO-

barely manage to move your arm forward to soften your fall, barely aware that you were already falling.

…

You sit silently in the unexpected plant’s blessed shade.

And shudder heavily.

It still hurts.

Your head hurts.

Your horns. Hurt.

You grasp. Your. Horns.

Your head feels like a storm of hazy spices. That burning, suffocating feeling. Your vision feels blurry. Wet.

Oh. You’re… crying.

Of course.

You gasp. For air. Your throat is constricted by more of that foreign spice…

Why…?

Why are you crumbling again?

Even though you promised…?

Is all of this… just meant to be a reminder?

Of where you belong?

With your mistakes…?

You don’t- you can’t-!

《Salut.》 A gentle voice greets you.

“…!” A witch-!

Suddenly… 

lays down in front of you…

…?

《Désolé de vous avoir fait peur…》

…?

It’s… not moving…

You tremble and yet…

What do they…?

《Tu as laissé tomber ça.》

The witch’s hand is stretched out you need to ru-

And opens…

It's

It's your staff.

And your Soul Jam.

The witch… is looking away… 

Is it… giving you your staff back? Your… Soul Jam…?

…

…

…Why?

They never… never carried about Cookies before… And yet… this witch here… looking at you with sad, almost apologetic eyes?

You

breath.

And despite your instincts telling you, pleading you, to stay away, you… 

hesitantly…

reach for…

your…

staff!

A single swipe, and your White Lily Staff and Soul Jam are back in your hands…

In a deathgrip.

You breathe.

You stare at it for a moment. Your Soul Jam.

Despite everything, it is… still shining. That same, ever-verdant light. Even though… you shouldn’t even have it back… even though… you were no better than the Witches in terms of monstrousness… You…

《Hé. Tu ressembles à ce que fait Sif quand il est énervé. Est-ce que tu… veux respirer avec moi?》 And slowly, the Witch inhales air. And then, exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

Inhale. 

Exhale.

In

Out.

In

Out.

You realize…

You’re doing it too.

Your head doesn’t hurt as much now…

Your horns still ache. But it's not as bad now.

《Tu as l'air plutôt sympa pour une Tristesse.》

…?

What did it say?

You don’t quite-

Wait.

You haven’t been able to understand?

No. You haven’t. At first, you thought it was merely fear clouding your dough, but… No, this isn’t just dialect. It’s a completely different language you’re hearing.

Why, though? Even at the Banquet, at the worst… you could still make it out clearly. You could never forget what those monsters said.

And yet… Why can’t you understand now?

《Hé. Est-ce que tu… as besoin de respirer à nouveau?》

You look at them, confusion clear in your eyes.

《Tu sais. Respirer?》 They start breathing slowly again. 

“Respirer”. Did they mean… breathing?

You slowly shake your head, hoping you’ve managed to say “no.”

《Oh. Alors, tu… vas bien maintenant?》

There’s a gentleness in that… you assume to be a “question”. Still, you think they're asking you if you're… alright?

Hah.

You’d certainly like to convey that you're fine. But after what you just did, you’d doubt anyone would believe you, let alone a Witch. So instead, you just… stare ahead once more.

《Oh. Pouvez-vous… ne pas parler?》 The witch asks, before pointing at their mouth to start… opening and closing?

…For the sake of your sanity, you go under the belief they are asking if you can talk.

Well, after all this time. You got what you wanted.

So.

You open your mouth.

And speak.

▲▲▲

«Yes. I… speak.»

The weird flower-smelling Sadness speaks. Or, you think it spoke. It's kinda… hard to explain. But you think it CAN talk. It just comes off as weird words you don’t really understand but somewho… do?

Crab this Sadness is weird.

Still, you sit by and let the strange Sadness speak to you. Even though you're not crabbin’ sure WHY. It… attacked Frin and everyone else. You even decided as the sole person NOT tied down by vines, you’d catch up to it to give it a piece of your mind! …But as you fixed your hat back on your head, you realized it forgot its little staff, and the jewel with the weird shade in it. For some reason, you ended up kinda feeling… bad for it. Which shouldn’t make any crabbin’ SENSE!!! But… then you caught up to it… seeing it like that…

Reminded you a bit of yourself… 

«I speak. Can you… understand?»

“No.” you admit. The Sadness’s face… kinda scrunched up at that. Kinda like Frin does when something bu-fuddles them. Or a cat when you give them bad tuna.

«…» It’s looking around now. It's still a bit like Mira does when she wants to bite her nails, but suddenly it starts drawing its staff on the floor. It looks like…

“?” «Do you… know this?»

A question mark? Sure, so you nod your head. The eyes of the Sadness seem to brighten at that. Then…

“? - >” Once the Sadness is done drawing, it goes back to looking at you. A question mark… and an arrow pointed right at itself. Which means… it wants to ask you what you think of it? 

“Didna say it already? You’re a Sadness! A weird Sadness though…” you respond.

«A “Tristesse”…?»

“Huh…? Uh, no not a ‘Trist-ease’… a Sadness! Like… WAH! WAH! Boohoo! My life’s a crab!” You suddenly pretend-bawl, startling the Sadness a little before another look appears on its face.

«Tears… Crying… », the Sadness starts. «Sorrow… S-Sadness…?» Yah, that's right.

“Mmh…!” you nod. “Sadnesses are like…” you begin to doodle on the ground. “That’s right. They uh… kinda weird smelly, nasty Crabs…! They usually just go around attacking people. Kinda like what you Crabbin’ did… but uh I don't think that you're THAT bad.” you reply, finishing your best depiction of a Sadness; a short, stubby creature leaking tears. The other Sadness is giving your doodle a funny look, before turning to look back at you with the same look.

«S-Smelly…?», it asks, and looks like it wants to cry a bit again. Maybe. You can’t really tell what’s going on with those weird Sadness eyes… Suddenly, you take whiff, and remember the scent that kick started this whole crabbin’ thing!

“Oh yeah! I came here cuz I was smelling something nice, like flowers! …And then I found you.” You explained, pointing to your nose and then to the Sadness’s flower to show you were (app-eren-tly) tracking down the Sadness’s scent. You still think it’s a little upset, though… “I mean… it’s a nice scent.” you finish, looking to the side for feeling a bit like a Crab.

«Sadness… M-Monster…? …Scent…? You-» Now the Sadness is looking at you with even bigger eyes than before, which is impressive, cuz those eyes are already big.

“Uh, yah. Kinda like what you did when you wrapped up everyone in vines…” You mutter. Dile was REALLY Crabbin’ mad when that happened. Even though it was Frin who got it worse… What even was that?”

«Dile…? Frin…?»

“Yah, my friends! Or uh… “aquin-tin-ces” as Dile’d put it sometimes.” You say, as you start a new drawing featuring all your friends.

«F-Friends…»

“Yep! There Dile, she’s doing “secret research” and loves reading books, then Belle, who’s pretty sweet and brave, but sometimes make herself worry over everything, and Isa, whose big and can be pretty stupid sometimes, but still nice, and then Frin, who loves to make stupid puns and carving and-” You stop when you realize the Sadness is breathing fast again.

And you see the Sadness looking at your doodle of Frin like something Crabbin’ wicked.

“U-um… are you okay?”

«W-Witch…» it seethes, «Why do you-that is a Witch…» Now it’s starting to draw its own Frin, only it looks way more bad-looking. Hey, you may not know the word, and they may annoy you, but you think that’s not nice!

“Hey! Frin’s not a “Weet-cha”! …whatever that is. Besides, what even is a ‘Weet-cha’?”

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The sudden burst of anger that made your horns heat up simmers once you see the genuine confusion of the face of the Witc-... No, that’s… the fact they don’t even know- You’ve… managed to gain something of understanding with it/them? 

And you can tell.

They don’t know. Neither what a Witch is… or what you even are. Why else would they ignore wanting to snack on a Cookie like you? 

Monster… 

Still… you grumble a bit as the… whatever they are only caught you all because of your floral scent.

“So then… Why are you here?" You ask, gesturing best you can to their Witch and then the ground.

《Euh… pour ton truc de bâton de fleur… et je suppose que je suis désolé de t’avoir fait peur plus tôt aussi.》 The Witch is rubbing the back of their head. Those same apologetic eyes… 《Mais tu dois aussi t'excuser!》 Before suddenly snapping to you in a more upset tone.

You flinch, but try to stand your ground. They don't know what you actually are, so you, theoretically, should be fine… unless they somehow know a spell or two to throw at you. “W-what? What do you mean?” You state, trying not to show much agitation beyond the bare minimum in fear they may retaliate.

They start drawing lines on top of the picture of their party. Mostly over the Witch, but some on the others as well. It seems to resem- ah. 

They want you to apologize. For what you did to their party. You barely remember what you did besides summoning plant life to cover your tracks.

But…

That would mean…

Your horns twitch slightly.

《Hé, tu es SÛR de ne plus vouloir respirer?》 the same gentle, if loud voice, asks you once more.

…

You… decided to shake your head. Their expression turns someone miffed, and yet-

《Hé. Tu veux juste… rester ici un moment?》 They ask, landing back on the ground… and looking at you with softer eyes than before.

…You feel a soft wind blowing through the grass…

You nod a bit, and they seem to understand that.

Silence reigns for a good solid minute more.

《Hé. Qu'es-tu réellement??》

Before being finally broken by another innocuous question. One that sounds strangely familiar…

They are looking at you again. The same eyes you could find at Blueberry Academy. 

Curiosity.

They want to know what you are.

…

How do you even EXPLAIN that?

You… you CAN’T tell them the truth. You’ll be eaten up and forgotten about in no time. And yet… right now, they think you are some… monster-”a Sadness” of some kind. You don’t think you could-

…

“I… do not know.” you begin, lying for your teeth. “I awoke in a meadow not far from the river you found me.” You draw your story to the best of your abilities, ignoring the rancid feeling growing in your dough. “I… was wondering where I came from. And…” you pause, once more looking at their drawing of their Witch. Your horns once more begin to itch. “Before I realized what had happened… Something terrifying. Appeared in my memory. When I saw your W-“

《Frin n'est pas un «Weet-cha». C'est le euh… «Rouge»!》

“…«R-Rouge». I… recalled a terrible memory.” You darkly admit. “What I do remember… the “Witches”… hurt me…” You look again to your sketch of the Witch, only comparable to the “Rouge” with an animosity you wish was casted aside when you were re-baked. Ignoring whatever scathing look they were giving you.

Your horns begin to flare.

“I-I… I caused you great distress, have I not?” Crumbs, this is too painful. Just stay here and do your best to convince them. You just need to say ‘Go back and tell the others you are sorry.’

“And that’s why-”

*Rustle*

-!?

《Hein? Quoi-》

You barely have to hear the other’s words.

As a bizarre, gelatinous creature you almost are sure is from the Black Licorice Abyss suddenly rises from the bush behind you.

You raise your staff, the Soul Jam flairing to life as you once more summon plant life to entangle it-

And you feel yourself swept off your feet once more. Ignoring the pain-filled screams and sobs as you are whisked away in a blur.

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Crabcrabcrabincrab!!! A big-Crabbin’ Sadness Crabbin’ jumped you and your Sadness. Crab this! You gotta go! 

You manage to snatch the smaller fella into your arms and attempt to bolt-

Woah Crab!

A crabbin’ shade you’ve never seen before suddenly blasts out of the little fella’s flower gem thingy and the bigger Saddness screams something fierce. Your brainhead feels the same way! Then, vines suddenly pop out of the ground and slam down on the bigger Sadness, pinning it in place. That’s gotta hurt, but you sure ain’t gonna complain about it!

“CRAB, lil’ fella!” You loudly yell as you scurry FAR away from the way uglier Sadness, “That was awesome!”

«…»  You realize the flower fella isn’t saying much. When you lift them up again to your face, you see them just staring at you. Whoops!

“Ah Crab! I-I’m sorry for surprise touching you agai-”

You suddenly feel something touch your cheek. Wah? It's the flower Sadness. It's looking at you with a blank look you remember Frin having sometimes…

“Hey, don’t-”

Before smiling suddenly. And then crying as well. 

…This is a REALLY Crabbin’ weird Sadness…

“Uhh… do you… wanna cry some more?” You ask, only somewhat miffed cuz of what’s going on.

The Sadness shakes their head, and still sobs a ‘eally strange sounding laugh. Eventually though, the sobs stop, and is now looking at you again  ‘cept the eyes are still leaking.

«Why did you… save me?» You think it asked.

“Uh, cuz I didn’t wanna leave you behind?” You bluntly state, now walking back to camp. “‘Sides, you still gotta apologize to Frin and the others!”

The Sadness flinches at that. You suddenly recall what they said about “Weet-chas”. Crab.

“Heyhey. Don’t fret. None of them’ll bite!” you comfort them.

You’re not sure if the noise it made to that was a laugh or a sob.

— — —

Eventually, you manage to make it back to camp before the sun set. Crab, it’s almost as bad as you left it. Belle and Dile were standing near the now torn-up picnic blanket, talking, while Za and Frin…

“Alrighty, Sif. Next one’s coming right off! Just give me a sec…” You heard Za, for once really struggling, to get a vine off.

“Mrph…” muffled Frin. Yep. They were still as tied up as you left them. They were much less of a rogue now and more of an… what did Nelle say one time? “Tray-lis”? Yeah, tray-lis than person. 

“I still can’t believe that Sadness managed to do… all this.” you hear Belle say, looking at all the devy-station the flower fella caused to their campsite.

Though in fairness, it was mainly the picnic blanket and Frin.

“I suppose we should be thankful then, that our dearest Rogue managed to take the brunt of its attack.” Dile responded.

“Hghnhbmph…” Frin muttered something in response. You're not sure what.

“Don’t take it the wrong way, Sif.” Za started, still struggling to pry off the vine. “I’m sure Madame Odile is only wishing you the best. Even if she won’t say it outright.” he said with a glance towards Dile.

“How presumptuous of you to think I don’t care, dearest Isabeau.” Dile scoffed.

“Brbrgnmhmshg! Basjiashsudh!” Frin suddenly muffled-yelled!

“...I am not sure if that was meant to be one of your puns-”

“MRPHMR-MRPH! MMRR!!” Frin continued, (struggled to) point towards the clearing. And more importantly, towards you.

“BONNIE!”/”BONIFACE!”/”KIDDO!”

Everyone drops what they’re doing and runs towards you. Cept for Frin. Welp. This was gonna be awkward…

“Heyguys…” you start. Again.

“Bonnie! Thank Change you’re alright!” Belle ran up to you like usual. She checked to see if you needed any healing, which you don’t!

“Itsfine…” You mumbled. But as you get ready to explain, Dile suddenly walked up, Belle moving aside. With her “angry” look on her face.

“Boniface. Would you like to explain to us WHERE exactly you ran off to when that Sadness suddenly upended the earth and attacked our campsite?” She REALLY must not be happy with you. 

“Hey, c’mon Madame Odile. I’m sure Bonnie has a PERFECTLY REASONABLE explanation as to why they disappeared on us.” Za said, giving his own fearsome stare of his own. Guh, they ALL gotta worry like this?! It’s not fair! You didn’t even get a chance to explain yourself! 

…even if the story’s SUPER weird…

“It’s a really weird story, Za.” You tell him. “And YOU prolly wouldn’t bell-ie-ve me without eve-dance!” You counter Dile’s question.

“Oh?” Dile raised her eyebrow. “And WHAT perchance would THAT ‘evidence’ be?” The till-tale sign of whenever she’s doubting. But THIS time, you’re prepared! You’ve got eve-dance right on the palm of your hand!

Or, well, under your hat.

“BONNIE!/BONIFACE!!/THE CRAB???” You suddenly hear them all yell. Huh? Whaddya do?

“Hey, wait a-”

“Bonnie, stay VERY still! T-The Sadness is currently ON TOP YOUR HEAD.” Belle squeaks as she suddenly has her hand out, aimed at your flower fella.

“Yeah, bu-”

“Boniface.” Dile’s cold words stop you as she’s looking at you with dead eyes before she starts massaging her eyes with her free hand. “Please do not tell us you spent your time trying to track down a previously unseen, and potentially DANGEROUS Sadness. And then brought them back here. WHY???”

“‘Cuz they wanna say ‘sorry’.”

“What./W-Wha???”/“Pardon, ‘Sorry???’” They all ask, before Za steps up..

“Bonnie, I’m…” Za starts, putting a shoulder on Dile to push her to the side, “not sure WHAT could have happened, but-”

«It-»  The flower Sadness fella starts. Za naturally shuts up. “It’s. Alright,” another soft voice rings out. Wha? Who was that? You look around but-

“Ahem.”

Everyone is looking at your head. But that could mean…

IT WAS THE FLOWER FELLA??? THEY CAN SPEAK?!

The voice is actually kinda pretty though…

“You can speak people now?!” You ask your flower Sadness fella as you gently pick them up and bring them to your face.

“Not… good… learning…” they say, shaking. Oh. Makes sense. You nod.

Everyone else is still looking at the Sadness. Za looks like when Frin does something Crab worthy, cept without the blushing. Belle is tilting to the side and looks like she wanna faint. And Dile… has this WEIRD look that you think is her angry look… and that wonder-ized look when she first saw the flower fella.

“...What ARE you.” Dile asked. Weird, since it didn't FEEL like a question. She still looked ready to attack it.

«I-» they cough, “I. Not. Know.”

“You… don’t know?” Belle suddenly asks. Dile snapped towards her.

“Yah! They said that, that they woke up with no clue!” you chime in.

“M-mmh… Fa- «It-» Va-egg-ly… ree-mem-ber.” The flower fella stuttered out.

Belle looked less stressed out, but still worrying-kind. Za’s mouth was a great big O. Dile… still looked like she wanted to fight it, but now looking even unsure of that. Frin… was still stink-eye looking at it. Which isn’t fair. This flower fella’s like, super cool!

“Mmm. Also, everything’s Frin’s fault!”

“MHRPHAYG HMAHPNYAH???” Frin muddle-sputters under the vines. The flower fella flinches a bit from that.

“Uhhh… and HOW exactly is it Sif’s fault???” Za asked, trying to get to it before Dile lost her temper.

“Weet-chas.” You state.

…

“W-Weet-chas?” Dile asks, her face now looking dumb. Wow, that’s rare.

“W-W-Weet-chas.” the flower fella repeats, looking at Frin with a bit of the same look it gave your doodle. Frin looks back-and seems to give a similar look. Huh, wonder what that's about.

“Oh-OH!” Belle suddenly jumps, now looking at the fella like she would at you when you’d be ‘in trouble’ (which you usually AREN’T) “I-I see, uh… Mmm, how do-”

“Sh-she/he-ur” She reveals. Huh.

“I see. Ms. Sadness. Uhm… I am fairly certain our friend Siffrin is very much NOT a ‘Weet-cha’ like you assumed.” Belle explained.

“I. Made aware.” she states with a nod. Belle is now looking at you.

“Ah.” she realizes. “Well then. Is there a REASON why you attacked us at least.”

«Wit-» “Weet-chas… But I-” flower fella stutters a bit, still looking weirdly at Frin, before gulping and “S-Sorree…” ap-pollo-gizes as her eyes soften a bit.

Everyone but Frin (Dile too, but not as much) soften at that.

“… I see…” Belle starts, gives her trademark smile (it looked a little weird)! “Well then… thank you for apologizing, Ms. Sadness!” Yes, Belle.

“Yes, apology accepted.” Dile starts, looking at the flower fella darkly. “Now, might you kindly leave?” No, Dile!

“But Dile-!”

“It’s a shattering SADNESS Boniface!” Dile starts, looking at you with a hard look. “Not an animal that can be trained. Even IF it somehow managed to gain the ability to speak coherently, do not forget…” She turns her head back towards the blanket and Frin, and your fella is already looking pained. No fair!

“But she was really nice! We talked and even did that breathing thing Frin does sometimes!” You counter. Frin’s eyes seem to grow wide at that.

“You… ‘talked’? Is that how they learned to speak?” Dile asks.

“Naw, it had its own voice! Weird to hear, but I could also understand!” you respond.

“…Has there EVER been cases of Sadnesses… talking…?” Za asks.

Dile looks weird again for a moment. The flower Sadness looks just as bad. “Yes. But only in cases where it merely repeated words spoken by their victims. There are no records of a Sadness… out right speaking in ‘its own language’… completely unheard of.” Dile finishes. But this might be your chance!

“So? That means she’s pretty cool and MAYBE we could keep her!” You say. Your flower fella looks at you weirdly, but you're not sure why. You're arguing for them to stay! 

“Boniface-” Dile starts.

“Plus she saved ME from another Sadness! AND I saved her back! She even cried when I saved her!” you finish off.

… there's suddenly a whole lotta silence again. Everyone’s looking at the flower fella again.

“I’m sorry. You… ran into ANOTHER Sadness??” Belle askes, her face looking MEGA worried.

“Mmh! Flower fella saved me. Even though I didn’t need it. And I saved her as well! Also touched my face and started crying, but that’s prolly a Sadness thing.”

There’s another look that everyone was giving the flower fella. It’s… weird. Belle keeps looking at the flower fella with a shocked expression, meanwhile Frin is looking at you with an even dumber face than usual. Za however…

“M’dame… maybe we should all just… cool off a bit, no? MAYBE we scared her more than we thought. Just…” he trails off, before he and Dile turn to the flower fella. “Hey, uhm, flower Sadness?” Za asks.

«-?!» She jumps a bit. She's been quiet while you and Dile been arguing. “Y-yes…?”

“Are you gonna hurt us again if we let you stay?” Za bluntly asks.

“No.” She says, very zari-us. “I. S-Sorree.” she again apologized, before immediately clamming up. You think she wanted to say more, but you weren’t sure why. 

Za gives Dile a look.

Dile looks on -stares more like- at the flower fella. You're not sure what she's gonna do, but you try and be tough, just like the flower fella. But then Dile FINALLY puts her book down. Yes!

“…I don’t like this…” Dile sighs, before massaging her head, “But I would be remiss if I didn't at least act more cordially than before. For my previous behavior at least… I apologize. But I still believe this should be a vote.” Oh, like that eh?

“Hmm… I suppose that would be fair… she DID save Bonnie after all…” Belle mutters.

“Sure. Fairest way to decide things!” Za speaks, giving a thumbs up for good measure.

“Mmrrr…” you hear Frin groan. The flower fella looks at them all weird-like again.

“Yes. Fair.” The flower fella Sadness finally responds, nodding her head, but still watching Frin.

“Alright!” you raise your fist in the sky.

“Fine,” Dile sighs again, “All those in favor of her staying, for at least until the next town, say ‘aye’.”

“I!” you say.

“...Well, you DID save Bonnie. That makes you alright in my book, for now at least. Aye!” Za agrees.

“…” Belle didn’t say anything. But her hands were close to her mouth.

“Mirabelle, nails.” Dile reminded.

Belle looks at her hands before bringing them back down. “I-I’m sorry. I think I need more time.”

“All those in favor of having her leave, say ‘aye’.” she declared as she raised her own hand. Crab.

“Mrpmrgnyag…” mumbled Frin, the traitor, as they failed to lift their hand. So they settled to just move a lot while opening their hand instead.

“It appears we are tied.” Dile glumly noted. She turned to Belle, who still looked nervous at everything going on. “Mirabelle. My apologies for this, but we’ll need a tie breaker.”

Belle was looking a little more unhappy. Maybe a little stressed. “I-I am t-terribly sorry. Change, I’m not sure…” You suddenly feel like a crab, forcing Belle into this. And you're pretty sure everyone else was feelin’ it as well. Even Frin, who was angry staring at the flower fella Sadness, was looking at Belle with worry as well. She eventually turns to you, lookin’ ready to cry. “Please- don’t take this the wrong-”

«It’ll be alright.» Belle stops, and everyone sees the flower fella had walked up to Belle and placed a hand on her ankle. She looks up at her with those same big eyes before opening up her mouth. “E-fen if. Cannut stey. Hap-pi. Ye-ur fry-end. Saefe.” She mutters. 

The flower fella then starts walkin’ over to where the traitor, Frin is. She suddenly raised her staff again, causing everyone to jump, ‘cept traitorfrin, who was giving her a more worried look. But rather than do anything, the vines suddenly pulled back… except for a few that had clamped over his mouth. Hah!

“Mrypap!?!?” muffles traitorfrin, who fell back and tried to get the vine on their mouth off. And failing, since they didn't seem budging. The flower Sadness seemed confused about that… till Za suddenly yelled “Crab”!

“Ah, Crab!”

Ye, like that.

“I uh… tried slicing the vines off with Sif’s knife…” Za began, rubbin’ the back of his head “Turns out they had a strong death grip. Who knew?” He gave a shaky smile to the flower fella, who was staring at him like he was stupid. ‘Cuz he was.

“…Riveting.” Dile sighed, clearly ex-asp-erated by all of this.

Another sigh came from Belle as everyone turned to her. She was staring at Frin before turning to the flower fella. Now she seemed less stressed. “I… am happy that you saved our friend, Bonnie. I truly am grateful. I just…”

“You. shrug-giled.” the flower fella said. You think she was trying to offer Mira her simpa-fees. “Be. per-oud. Maa-nee fry-inds…” Kay, She was starting to walk past you. NOW you’re starting to feel worried again.

“H-hey, wait! You serious gonna jus-”

“Please. Wait a moment.” Belle spoke up again. Flower fella stopped walking away and was glancing back at her. You could see Belle didn’t look as stressed as before. Well, she still looked seri-us, but a little bit better than before. 

Without realizing, you’ve gulped loudly. The fate of the flower fella lies in Belle’s hands!

You just hope it’ll be the RIGHT decision. 

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You stare ahead at the giant before. This individual you believe the smaller giant called “Belle”. A pointless apprehension grew inside your dough as you prepare to leave. You ARE thankful that you’ve managed to gain… a rather basic understanding of the current language in the short time you’ve spoken with them And saved you despite your cruel act. But even so, you listen to what the giant with a cape will decide upon And try not to think about your breakdown.

《Euh… pour ton truc de bâton de fleur… et je suppose que je suis désolé de t’avoir fait peur plus tôt aussi./…[***] before, you saved [***] friend Bon[***]. So we ARE than[***] for [***] that.》 “Friend”. They truly did care for one another, didn’t they? And despite your own reservations over all that happened, the idea of just letting someone get hurt… You’d rather have let yourself crumble! Still-

《Cependant,/However,》 they sharply add, and you think you’ve flinched as your thoughts are shaken. Despite the seemingly fragility she initially possessed, you think they were simply overwhelmed. 

You can relate.

《Vous avez également attaqué notre camp et attaché Siffrin./[***]tacked our ca[***] tied [***] Siffrin.》

“Siffrin”

The name of the seeming Witch.

Despite your own reservations, they cared for them. So it was only fair of you to fix your mistake.

《Alors… je pense… que tu peux te rattraper. Je suis d’accord pour que tu restes./So… [***] you can make up [***]. I-I’ll agree [***] staying.》 They’re raising their hand. 《B-but only if you REALLY wish to change! I think it would be best. Everyone?》

Wait. What?

The more well built giant was smiling. 《Mhh… mon vote n'a pas changé, et tu as raison ! Enfin, quelle est la probabilité qu'on ait un membre du parti qui PARLER DE LA TRISTESSE?!/Mhh… my vote hasn’t [***], and you make a good [***]! I mean, [***] it that we [**] TALKING SADNESS as a party [***]?!》

They’re… letting you stay?

The thinner giant was grimacing, before turning to the Witch, 《…Eh bien, il est trois heures moins deux. Toutes mes excuses, Siffrin, mais il semble que notre petite Tristesse va perdurer un moment./…Well, it’s [***]. Apologizes, Siffrin, [***] little Sadness is staying [***] while.》

Despite what you did?

The Witch could only 《Mfph…》

You can't quite put it into words right now how you feel Besides your new size and closeness to Creators and just let the commotion play out before you.

You hardly remember the rest besides wetness, noises, and a warm touch. But by the time you fully regain your senses, you are currently resting in a blanket next to the smaller giant a child named Bonnie.

《Hé./Hey.》

Speaking off.

《Je sais que c'est bizarre. Mais j'aimerais te demander quelque chose. Tu as un nom?/I know [***] weird. [***] wanna ask somethin'. You have a name?》

A… name? You…

You shake your head, needing to uphold the lie Disgusting.

《/Oh. That sucks.》

You snort without humor. 《Why?》

《Parce que je t'appelle «mon pote aux fleurs». Mais ça ne me va pas. Alors… tu veux me donner un nom?/Cuz I’ve just [***] ya “flower [***]”. But it don’t feels [***]. So… do you [***] name?》

A name.

A chance.

…

You are a liar. You are determined. You are a failure. You are a survivor. You are a healer. You are a monster. You are a hero. You are a cookie.

You are…

《Lily… My name… Is Lily.》 You manage to say, feeling only a slight amount of release from this lie.

The child/giant smiled. A toothy smile. You could see they were missing a tooth.

《«Lily»… Ok. Bonne nuit, Lily!/‘Lily’… Okay. Night, Lily!》 They said, before closing their eyes and finally resting.

You look back to the sky.

Maybe… this is why you came?

To help these giants with their task?

Well. They trust you. Because you made them.

Hah. Pure Vanilla would be disgusted with you.

Stop thinking like that. One step at a time, White Lily Cookie. You’ll find your way back. You have to. For them.

At least the stars look beautiful tonight…

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Hey everyone. If you reached the end of this, I just wanna say "Thank You". Because this is my first real published fanfic. It was just a weird idea I had when I saw some artwork for how White Lily would meet the party, and Tato had been kind enough to draw up new art scenes for the work.

Anyways, hope you guys like this I really put as much effort into this as I could over a couple weeks. And give a big round of applies to @potatotato-26 and @sherllockholems sparking all of this.

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Pale!Ailment Au (SPOILERS)

Spagot was really cooking with this one 😎😎 basically I was talking with my besties and then realized "hey what did that doctor say at the beginning?" (Clips aren't mine [yt])

So now we're here, BASICALLY:

Cacao goes into the medical ward despite MULTIPLE DOCTORS telling him not to, because he needs to be there for his citizens. A little while later as they start to make preparations Cacao notices white spots on his body.

He's not stupid nor foolish enough to assume it's anything other than the plague, but he's not smart enough to get medical attention for it. "His citizens need it more" and "I need to go to beast yeast for them" is sort of the mantra he repeats while ignoring the blatant signs of the Pale Ailment

Just as they head to leave Cacao passes out. It's soon revealed to everyone that their very own king has contracted the plauge. With the stakes raised and their own kingdom at risk, they head to beast yeast without him, leaving him in the care of SW and medical professionals.

One small problem, Dark Cacao isn't content with staying put

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And that's basically it, Cacao keeps trying to escape the medical ward to go to beast yeast and everyone is so done with it.

Also on a different note, I tried to reference NPCs outfits (I gave him a purple ribbon as a way to signal to nurses/doctors hes royalty) I also used a bit of Wikipedia to get the outfit right, but I still don't know.

I try my best to be respectful and accurate to Korean Culture, but I still feel like I get a few details wrong. I haven't been able to find an actual guide to drawing hanboks or anything like that. I don't even know if the bow placement has any significance but I couldn't find anything on it. I just followed pictures and I hate when I have to do that, I kinda just wish I knew for sure.

So if you ever notice anything wrong or inaccurate please tell me, or if you find a guide to drawing Korean wear send it my way! I can't really follow sewing guides well

I also might involve Choco in this au but who knows

[galaxyfoxes]

Can you write platonic yandere with pure vanilla cookie? Especially during the latest beast yeast episodes

🥺

👉👈

Platonic yandere pure vanilla cookie

This will contain spoilers for cookie run kingdom

Tw: manipulation, unintentional guilt tripping, paranoid behavior, isolation, shadow milk cookie being shadow milk cookie.

Pure vanilla cookie found you when you were young and all by yourself. He quickly adopted you and acted as a father figure for you. And as years pass, he'll start to teach you almost everything he knows.

When you get older, he'll often bring you around the other ancients and will beam with pride as he talked about your accomplishments with them. He trusts his friends deeply and will leave you with them if he has to handle anything dangerous.

While he wants to give you as much freedom as possible, he is extremely paranoid that something bad will happen to you. In his mind, you are still the weak cookie he took in all those years ago.

It doesn't matter if you're strong or smart he's always by your side, giving advice and acts as a protector.

When you heard about the beasts in beast yeast, you admittedly took advantage of pure vanilla's trust and ran off to help. While you got pretty far, you eventually ran into Candy apple Cookie.

You quickly fell for her lies and followed her into what she said was the tower of all knowledge under the belief you would find something that'll defeat the beasts.

Predictably, you were quickly kidnapped by shadow milk cookie who started to play with your mind as he waited for pure vanilla to eventually show up. Showing you false illusions of pure vanilla cookie being happy you're gone and that he doesn't have to care about you anymore.

Of course, you didn't believe the illusions at first, but they did wear you down a lot. Shadow milk would even shapeshift into pure vanilla to try to nail in these beliefs. He would also have his henchmen toy with your mind when he wasn't there or got too bored of you. He only kept you around to lure pure vanilla into his domain.

It didn't take long for pure vanilla to figure out that you went to beast yeast. To say pure vanilla was panicking would be an understatement.

When pure vanilla arrived, shadow milk finally left you alone to focus on pure vanilla and getting his soul jam. While you were scared, you treasured the silence and isolation more.

After what felt like hours, you could hear a group of cookies calling your name. You obviously didn't trust the voices and assumed that it was shadow milk cookie playing his tricks on you again. But relief washed over you when you Gingerbrave and his friends.

Though your happiness was short-lived when you saw pure vanilla. You didn't greet him with any excitement or relief. This caught pure vanilla off guard, but he understood as he assumed shadow milk had something to do with it.

As you returned home, he forced you to stay close to him at all times so you don't have the chance to wander off again.

Once you got back home, pure vanilla tried to have a conversation with you and explained that the illusions weren't real and that he'd never say anything like that to you. He'd keep apologizing that he couldn't get to you sooner.

Nothing will stay the same after this. Pure vanilla never lets you outside no matter how much you beg him to. He'll say things like, "I'm sorry, but I just can't trust you now. I don't want you to run off like last time." He feels extremely guilty doing this, but he believes this is the only way to keep you safe.

If you stay mad at him too long, he'll kinda break down. And will start to unintentionally guilt tripping you into forgiving and listening to him. "Please just listen to me...this is for the best. The world is a scary place, and you're not ready."

Pure vanilla will always be scared you'll be taken again since shadow milk cookie is still out there, and he doesn't want you to be tricked again.

Nothing will take you ever again

[mokie-bleh]

Can I have part 3 of this story please? ^^ you write so well that it's addictive! ^^

CRK self aware x Child! reader

part 1, 2, 3, 4

!PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP!

It’s been a few hours since Pure Vanilla last saw you and he was freaking out. How did he lose you so quickly?? You’re only a little child, you could be in danger right now and he’s not even there to protect you! He went back to his castle to see if he could make a plan there and find you as soon as possible.

He went into your room again to look around and it wasn’t until now he realized that your window was wide open. Like as if someone had broken in! Has someone stolen you?! How did he not notice all this time you could’ve been stolen and he was wasting time! Pure Vanilla started to think hard of who could have possibly done it. Then it hit him….Shadow Milk Cookie….He also went to come see you when he went to your world. It couldn’t be he was still at Beast Yeast though he couldn’t have possibly taken you. Unless he somehow did since it wasn’t entirely impossible.

Pure Vanilla decided that if Shadow Milk somehow did steal he was gonna find you before any harm could be done to you. He asked Gingerbrave and his friends if they could join him on his way to Beast Yeast. They agreed and started their way over there, Pure Vanilla could only hope you weren’t in any danger and when you're back he’ll make sure to keep a better eye on you.

Meanwhile Dark Enchantress Cookie was yelling at Black Licorice for losing you and not knowing where you could be. “I can’t believe you lost the kid so easily!” “I'm sorry. It seemed like an emergency so I told the kid where the restroom was!” “You didn’t at least think not to leave the kid to go find it themselves since they could have escaped!” She was pretty pissed and now she was making a new plan to see if she could find you and bring you back.

You were in fact with Shadow Milk Cookie and he was telling you how you could help him on escaping this place. He told you all you needed to do was cut the tree down and once you did he could weaken the seal and he could escape. The only problem was that you were a little kid and you most likely didn’t have the strength you needed to cut a tree, especially one so large. You told him you would try any way to help him since it was unfair he was stuck there, obviously you didn’t know the real reason he was here, but he found it cute you were willing to help him.

Once Pure Vanilla, Gingerbrave and his friends arrived at Beast Yeast they ran towards the Silver Tree where Shadow Milk Cookie resides to see if you were actually there. He was hoping you were, but at the same time he was hoping Shadow Milk hadn’t harmed you in any way. Once they got to the tree they looked around for a bit, and there you were! Pure Vanilla Cookie was relieved, so relieved in fact that he ran towards you and engulfed you in a big hug.

“y/n dear! I was so worried about you! Are you ok you aren't hurt, are you? What happened, how did you get here? Oh I’m so sorry I couldn’t watch you better.” He held too tightly you had to pat his back to get his attention. He released you from his hug but he still held onto you. “Im ok Pure Vanilla! I'm trying to help someone!” He softly smiled at you and tilted his head “Oh? Who are you helping, little one?” He asked you. “Shadow Milk Cookie!” You told him.

“Huh..?” He seemed disoriented and couldn’t process what you had just said. Then there was a voice behind you both. “Aww can’t believe you forgot about me, I'm truly hurt!” It was Shadow Milk. He put a hand on top of his chest and head to act dramatic. You then feel Pure Vanilla grab your arm and shoved you behind him. “How dare you bring the child here, what did you plan on doing to them!” Pure Vanilla shouted at Shadow Milk. You were confused. He didn't do anything wrong, why was he yelling at him? Shadow Milk only grinded.

“Oh silly vanilly! I didn’t bring the kid here, they came here themselves!” “I won’t believe in your lies!” You tugged on his sleeve to try and get his attention and when he turned to look at him you told him that he was telling the truth and you came here yourself. Pure Vanilla then bent down to your height and placed his hands on your shoulders asking “Why on earthbread are you here?” You explained to him how you were captured by Black Licorice Cookie and escaped him and ended up here.

So Dark Enchantress Cookie was after you?

Oh dear…

[misssimp3]

ALL OF THE BEAST COOKIES ARE CONNECTED TO RELIGION IN SOME SORT OF WAY??

!! LEAKS ABOUT BEAST-YEAST 7 !!

Alright, with the new leaks about Beast-Yeast 7 we can EASILY say that Shadow Milk Cookie also has a religious representation!! Or just religious references!!

We can say that due to this asset, which is I assume "The Tree of Knowledge" which obviously has "The Forbidden Fruit"

(And oh God it fits Shadow Milk Cookie so well due to his virtue, the Virtue of Knowledge)

Because of this, I think it's no coincidence that Beast Cookies will ALWAYS have some sort of religious connection. This makes me wonder, What will the remaining Beast Cookies will represent?

So far we have:

1) Mystic Flour Cookie -> Buddhism (Han Buddhism)

2) Burning Spice Cookie -> Hinduism (Shaivism)

3) Shadow Milk Cookie -> Christianity (Assumably)

So what of the others? What will Eternal Sugar and Silent Salt Cookie represent?

(Oh and also each Beast is also based of a culture too)

And also before moving onto the other Beasts, what is Shadow Milk's denomination? Because both Mystic Flour and Burning Spice is in a denomination within the religion they represent so?? I think Shadow Milk could BE Orthodoxy but to be honest I don't really have any evidence and the leaks are not enough to determine a big thing like this alone, oh and I don't think I know much about Christianity Denominations too so I would like to hear about what some of you guys think as well! :P

THOUGH, I did say that I don't think I have enough evidence to determine which denomination it is, I THINK Shadow Milk Cookie COULD represent the Greek Culture. (Which is also associated with Orthodoxy in a religious way)

As Ancient Greece:

-Is known for having the freedom of thought

AND!

-Puppetry also comes from Ancient Greece

(These might be bit a off a stretch but PLEASE HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE GUYS 🙏🙏)

(oh and Shadow Milk Cookie could just be based off of Satan too but uhh still)

BACK TO ETERNAL SUGAR AND SILENT SALT COOKIE!

These one's are hard to be honest, as we hardly ever know anything about them 😭 YET, maybe:

Eternal Sugar Cookie -> Taoism

Why? Well I have two reasons!

1) Yin and Yang

Eternal Sugar Cookie has BOTH angel wings and also a DEVIL TAIL in their design so I think they could represent the balance in Taoism (although I am not quite sure if the tail is the result of their corruption)

2) Immortality

Well not actually immortality, but rather Eternal Life. Taoism is known for people that believes in the existence of an eternal life. And that "death" is just an another phase in life, which could be related to the "Forgotten Sugar Paradise" (as Paradise is already there)

As for Silent Salt Cookie, well things are A LOT More complicated for them. 😭

Honestly, it could be related to a religion that has multiple Gods due to their Virtue being Solidarity but it makes no sense at the same time so I don't think I could say much about them.

Hope that we'll see more of them in the future 🙏

Anyhow, I think that's all I can come up with, looking forward to see if other people agree or have different opinions on this topic too!!

(Y'all I am so invested in them please share some theories >0<)

[brittle-doughie]

Go Smell the Flowers (Flower City)

“Well, just let me know if the medicine I gave you isn’t giving you the desired effects. R-Remember, medicine may be sour, but it can also be sweet!”

Bitter Candy Cookie tried to lift up your spirits with her optimistic tone, but it was clear that she wasn’t confident in saying them. She sheepishly giggled before leaving the room and closing the door. Dumpling Cookie was waiting on her, leaning on the wall next to the door as she adjusts her glasses.

Heya @/iatemitomt0day

“How is Y/N?”

Bitter Candy Cookie sighed as she took her medical helmet off, brushing her sour belt hair.

“I’ve tried plenty of medicine, but nothing seems to be working to cure the sweating or the tiredness. They look like they’re sleeping well and their chambers are at normal temperature, it’s a real headache…”

“I see…you can run back to the infirmary. I’ll take it from here, ‘kay?.”

“Okay, but you better let me know if their condition gets worse or anything. It’s my job to heal!”

“Please make your way out…”

Bitter Candy walked down the hallway and out of sight, Dumpling standing up from the wall.

…

…

“I know you were listening, general. You can come out now…”

Salsa Cookie popped around the corner from a nearby hallway.

“Skip the formalities, Dumpling. I’ve heard it all, it’s making me worried for our majesty’s condition.”

“It goes without saying. Ever since they came back from Beast-Yeast by blueberry birds, their condition has been…flaring up. I don’t want to say it’s getting worse, rather..more frequent..”

“This can’t be a coincidence. This is happening every time they come back from their trips to the Ancient Heroes lately! Don’t you think they might have something to do with this?”

“We can’t assume that, but we can’t rule out that this is just any ordinary fever either-“

“This “sickness” gets worse every time they go with them and now I’m hearing them mumble to themself and the frequent visits to Chamomile Cookie?” Something isn’t right here…”

“I have my own thoughts, but I’ll need more time to gather them before making conclusions.”

“So what do we do? Let them rot in their chambers until the next Ancient Hero comes busting down our castle doors?!”

“No, what they need…is a break. To get away from all this. We can manage through kingdom while they’re away…”

“Y/N leaving the kingdom was the whole reason they’re like this!”

“No, not just anywhere, but a place I’ve visited a while ago. The Flower City…”

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Bold text = Dumpling Cookie

Dumpling Cookie opened the door to your chambers, she could see the medicine and therapist papers scattered about on your table. One bottle was meant to help have good night dreams, so it subtly shocked her to see that the bottle was empty.

“Y/N?”

You turned your body in bed to face her, Dumpling’s eyes widen to see your tired state. It wasn’t a sleep related tiredness, but rather..it felt like your soul was tired…Dumpling’s tone took on a more gentle and soft tone.

“Me and Salsa Cookie were talking about your condition…”

“I know, it’s becoming a bad habit lately, I’ve tried many things like medicine or sleeping during the day. I just feel..stuck.”

“Well, I might have something to help with that. I know a place that I’ve visited a whole back, the Flower City of the Fluffy Rice Cake Continent…”

“Oh right…you told me about that place before…”

“Yes, and I do believe that it might help with what ails you…”

“I can’t. I’ve been leaving the kingdom too often lately, I need to stay and tend to my kingly/queenly duties…”

“Me, Crowned, and Salsa will handle the kingdom in your stead again. Please, at least give it a shot…we will explain things to the others if they ask…”

Dumpling went to gently hold your hand in the bed, as she gave you a pleading look. You look around your room, seeing the state it was in.

Then you look at yourself…so enclosed, so withdrawn into your sheets…

…

…

No…

You were not going to let them win….

With a determined look, you sit up from your bed and take off the sheets.

“Maybe you’re right. A change of scenery from Crispía might be what I need to feeling better again…”

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And just like that, you were ready to hop on the airship to the Flower City. Picking up your bag of things, you made your way to port, looking down at the ground as you reflect…

“There’s nowhere you can hide, cookie….”

Of course….you can slightly see her snake slitted eyes out of the corner of yours…

“Put as much distance between yourself and us, it doesn’t change anything. Completely futile…”

“YOOHOOO! Trying to get away from me, you silly~? I happen to be quite the patient one, y’know! Especially with you~!”

And then there was two…it’s only a matter of time before…

“Ha! Squirm all you like, Y/N Cookie, it’s only a matter of time before you’re broken~ I will revel the day I get you on your knees~!”

You felt their hands crawling on your back….her voice was sounding right behind you.

“You will always be..ours…”

“…..I know..…”

“Wait, really? It was that easy-“

“But we’ll see about that.”

You mustered up an air of your previous confidence. Something you haven’t felt in a while…

You didn’t feel the hands anymore.

You didn’t see the eyes anymore either. Their presence just wasn’t felt anymore as you approach the airship.

“Good afternoon, passenger! Are you joining us on this flight? It’s heading for the Flower City on the Fluffy Rice Cake Continent!”

“Yes, I have my ticket here!”

“Hmm..okay! Everything looks accordingly! Please take your seat, we’ll be taking off very soon!”

“Thank a bunch.”

You hopped aboard and sat down, instinct telling you to look out the window to watch the land around you. Sunny day, generous foliage, petals falling to the ground by the wind.

Peaceful…just like how you wished you could go back to being….

“Excuse me!”

You were snapped out of your thoughts to turn to your left, towards the aisle between both sides of the ship.

“Are you heading into the Flower City too?”

“Yup, going there for a brief getaway. Stress from life and all.”

“Stress? Don’t worry, maybe my incense can help?”

“Incense?”

The cookie brought her incense lamp out and gently lights it up, allowing the sweet aroma to flow.

“Ah, it’s a pretty lovely smell, I can tell you that! It’s…actually chipping away at my stress a bit.”

“Ehehe, scents can hold great power! Able to relax even the most stressed out of cookies!”

“Yeah, thank you. I needed that.”

“Since this is your first time to Flower City, I’d be happy to show you around!”

“Oh, there’s no need to do that. I brought a map of the continent-“

“It’s outdated, I know the city and I’m okay going with you!”

The ship intercom came on, halting the cookie’s talk with you.

“Attention, passengers. This is your captain speaking, the airship to the Flower City will be departing shortly! Please take your seats!”

“Oh! I almost forgot to take my seat. Please, if you don’t mind!”

The cookie went to sit down next to you in your seat!

Wasn’t she planning on going to another seat?!

[hollyberrygarden]

things that I, a Wildberry fan, hope to see in the Awakened Hollyberry/Eternal Sugar update next month:

his presence. deadass. I just want him there. none of this list could happen but if he's there, I'm content

new sprite(s), either really happy or really sad/hurt. we've seen the other beasts hit where it hurts with the other ancients, not above targeting/hurting the ones they care about and love (and definitely not above direct violence), so there is a lot of potential for new sprites for him (and also for Hollyberry ofc). he already has a good amount, but the more the merrier I say

more dialogue abt him being raised by Hollyberry/him being her adoptive son. I think about her significance in his life constantly, and I really want a canon story touching on their feelings about that in more detail, especially from Hollyberry. it's genuinely so interesting and the only thing we know about it is Wildberry's brief explanation of it in Cookie Odyssey. PLEASE

combining these last two points - Wildberry getting severely injured/kidnapped by Eternal Sugar or some equivalent. it would be a direct hit to Hollyberry herself given his status as her bodyguard AND as someone she has raised since he was a kid. directly taking/hurting someone so important to her, someone who has always protected her when she once did the same for him and she can't do anything about it. and it's one of the things spurring her to not only keep fighting, to keep living, but also reach her Awakened form. please devsis PLEASE

banter with Pitaya Dragon. I really hope they also go to Beast Yeast (considering their presence in that one cutscene at the end of the Crispia storyline + their new alliance with Hollyberry, I think it's very possible), and I want them and Wildberry to argue constantly!!! it always made me laugh in the Dragon City update. give me a part 2 of that

more dialogue about him being raised by Hollyberry < / 3

[yappaccinocookie]

kisses for the archer!

Yo! Could You please write a Silverbell x Reader fic? Silverbell IS one of My absolute favs and i want to SEE more content of him! If thats fine by ya, ofc!

saw this and immediately made a new post. i hear you so much, silverbell is one of my favorites in the beast yeast arc. its sad that there is not much content with him, because silverbell really is a scrumptious sweetheart! i didn't like how this one turned out that much, because it's way too short and he's a bit ooc—but i hope you like it! ill maybe proofread this later... also this is an established relationship!!

LOWERCASE INTENDED!

the knights of the faerie kingdom have a packed schedule, there are accidents and emergencys that happen everywhere the most recent being the escape of one of the 5 beasts. it all happened so fast, they couldn't take a break! most knights had to work overtime to ensure the beast didn't do anymore damage.

silverbell cookie was one of the few that was very busy, since he was a knight, aswell as an archer. he has to keep watch, and even though you know he'll do a great job at his work, you're not so sure about him being great at self–care. silverbell is prone to forgetting about his health, he'd often skip meals if it were to serve the faerie kingdom. this of course made you very worried about him, asking random knight and archer cookies you didn't even know existed about how he was doing and his whereabouts.

when you were able to talk with silverbell he'd brush it off with a simple "I'm fine, no need to worry!" then crack a smile, that stupid face of his... this didn't sit right with you, because one his statements made you worry even more and two you were severely–touch starved because you havent seen silverbell in a long time! you wouldn't be able to convince him to take a break that easily, so you decided to do what any normal cookie would do! sneak up behind him during his patrol.

you weren't a clueless to what the knights did, you knew where they patrolled, so you waited at a specific time before going to the woods... it was a mess to walk around, branches and thorns scattered everywhere. you didn't really have a goal when searching for silverbell just one sound.

chime– eureka! you turned to where the sound came from, and then ran straight there. it was when you reached a specific area that the chiming of the bell stopped, you looked around, confusion visible from your face. you suddenly felt a pair of arms yank you from the ground.

"yn cookie, why are you here?" you heard a familiar voice say, guess the tables have turned, you were the one that got sneaked up from behind. "I uhhhhhh—" you didn't say anything else, and waited for him to put you back down. silverbell searched for a safe landing place, before putting you down.

"so–care to elaborate why you're here?" he asked tilting his head, silverbell wasn't angry no, no, he'd never be angry at you. his tone is more of being concerned, the creatures could've seriously hurt you, it was a miracle that you didnt encounter any of them on your way here. you stood there thinking for a second, while he patiently waited for you to respond.

you didn't respond, instead you hugged him, catching him off guard. "wh—hey! what's all this about?" silverbell asks again, not pushing away from the hug. despite all the movement he was doing in a short time, he still felt so soft! like a marshmallow, you'd probably doze off if you didn't know he was on duty.

he caught on to what you were trying to say, no words needed from you. "you miss me?" he didn't expect or need a response from you. "I'm sorry, I'll do better I promise I sw–" the archer was caught off-guard again with you suddenly tackling him and peppering him with kisses. this was the time he pushed you away, "that was uncalled for!" silverbell laughed. "care to give me another?" he asked sheepishly, 'say less!' you thought

you guys had a small chat, but silverbell had to go soon, but he didn't want to continue working not knowing your safety. silverbell walked you to the safe zone like the good lover that he is! you've got what you wanted, maybe next time you'll be able to talk with him longer.

bonus scenario —

"you seem more smiley today silverbell, kinda odd seeing you shoot things with a smile." a cookie commented, "mhm..." the archer only hummed.

[bunni-v1]

🍓Hi so I can’t get my OC out of my mind, so I’m just gonna bite the bullet and make a post about her so I can rest in peace 🙏 Please excuse how messy the sketches are :(

This is Strawberry Shortcake Cookie, made with the sweetest ingredients for the purpose of keeping the Heroes company! Being immortal and all powerful can be lonely, having a companion to stay by your side for life is a must! That’s why the witches made Strawberry Shortcake.

Her sweet and helpful personality exactly what the heroes need to keep things running smoothly. She offers them comfort and rest where they normally have none. A shoulder to lean on where a regular god might not have.

Strawberry Shortcake Cookie travels between their different kingdoms, a friendly face welcomed by all their subjects, and maintains that all of them are doing well. She spends most of her time with Shadow Milk and Eternal Sugar, enjoying their kingdoms the most of the five, but would never neglect her other dear friends.

She has no magnificent power, only blessed with immortality by her witch creators to uphold her position as long as the heroes exist. Which is why their corruption hit her harder than anyone else. She sees real time each of them falling, and she can’t do anything to help.

Shadow Milk Cookie sends her away before things get ugly, an futile mission to find some kind of cure in a land she knew nothing about — one they both knew would result in nothing. But what more could she do? She wasn’t a god, she was just a companion. A toy to be thrown away when she was no longer needed.

When she comes back to Beast Yeast they’ve already been sealed away in the tree. The surviving citizens are wary of her — rightfully so — but Elder Faerie Cookie takes pity on her. He allows her to rest in the kingdom, allows her to help his citizens with menial tasks, allows her to grieve the loss of her dearest companions. He is a kind light in her sea of loneliness.

So while the faeries celebrate their success of defeating and imprisoning her beloved friends, she sits quietly beneath the tree with only her thoughts to comfort her.

She no longer has a purpose, no reason for being alive, but she can’t bring herself to crumble. Not when she can still feel them through the tree, how could she betray them like that? She should stay strong for them, but… what does she do when they aren’t here?

White Lily Cookie is the one who gives her the idea to explore, find her purpose outside of the former heroes. It takes her a long while to get up and go, but when she does, she does not return for years. She traveled far beyond Beast Yeast to the land where the witches congregate, and that is where she meets her creator.

Her human name, Hikari, is odd on her tongue. Nothing like their cookie names, but she is kind and gentle. It’s a stark difference between the tales she’s been told of witches. Hikari takes her in (without the knowledge of her witch friends) and gives her a place to stay. She teaches her magic, tells her of history she’d never heard before, and finally finds a reason to live again.

She learns that Hikari didn’t make her for the purpose of being a companion, she made her to give herself peace of mind (selfishly, she admits). Her daughter died young to an illness that had no cure, so she made Strawberry Shortcake in her likeness to give her daughter a semblance of a new life, a chance to live. What happened after Hikari handed her over to the other witches for their little cookie society was up to fate, but when she saw her wandering around places she should not be she had to intervene.

When she feels satisfied enough with what she’s learned, she makes the decision to leave Hikari’s side. This time with her own personhood and a new name: Mimi, after the little girl she never got to be. She returns to breast yeast, discarding all traces of Strawberry Shortcake to become a wandering nomad who helps cookies in need.

She feels happy in her new life, willing to spend the rest of eternity caring for cookies in need.

Yet, when the beasts finally wake up, she finds herself scooped up and stolen away by Shadow Milk Cookie once more. Her sense of justice and longing for her dear old friends clashing against each other.

[burningcheese-merchant]

Is it just me or does Burning Spice give me a lot of possessive yandere vibes?

Wait, hear me out: Yan! Burning Spice x Golden Cheese.

You're right on the money, brother 🙌🙌🙌 You understand completely.

One-sided BurningCheese can't NOT have Spice be a yandere. That level of pure evil, plus all that suspicious behavior I outlined in my ship masterpost? Foregone conclusion, practically. She didn't just steal his Soul Jam, she stole his fucking sanity. She's the air that he breathes. The blood pumping through his veins. She's the only reason he's got left to live. The ultimate truth of the universe is that they were destined from the moment she took his Soul Jam. He belongs to her, and she belongs to him. It's as simple as that.

That hooded subordinate that tagged along with her to Beast-Yeast? The only reason he's still alive is because Spice was too busy focusing on his beloved. He HATES that little worm. He wants his head on a pike YESTERDAY. How dare he look at her? How dare he speak to her? How dare he smile and laugh and reminisce with her? This won't do. No, no, no.

Her friends, the other heroes? Absolutely not. Where were they when she lost everything? While she succumbed to grief and delusion for all those years? When she awoke in empty ruins? HE was there, in a way. By her side, through their connection via the Soul Jam. He's already done so much for her. She's always been in his thoughts, in his heart. The only thing keeping him going inside that prison was her. The thought of her. Her image, her voice, the unspoken promise between them... That promise to finally meet, to battle, to become one. Did THEY do anything like that for her? Did THEY hunger for her day and night like he did? Like he still does? She doesn't need them, they're all failures. They're WEAK. He isn't.

Her kingdom? Her people? All dead, you say? Slaughtered like pigs, stitched back together and stuffed into golden caskets in a feverish, feeble attempt at self-soothing? GOOD. She doesn't need them, either. WEAKLINGS. FOOLS. Had it not been that vile witch, it would've been him instead, because he can't stand the thought of her caring for anything and anyone else but him. She was enough for him, she was his entire world, why can't he be the same to her? How could anyone else understand her? Love her? Please her? HE can do those things. HE knows her, HE loves her, HE wants her, HE needs her, more than any of them ever did or ever will.

He broke out of prison for her. He sent his soldiers on a back-breaking hunt for her. He waited, and waited, and waited - in that tree, in that container, in his tomb, on his throne, for hours and hours and hours, for her. Just for her. He'd NEVER waste a single second of his time like this for anyone else. No one's ever captivated him like this before. Inspired him, hypnotized him. Not even when he was still a hero. She's different. She truly is a goddess. HIS goddess. They're two halves of one whole. So different, but so much alike in so many ways. It is destiny. THEY are destiny.

And if he has to resume his reign of terror, if he has to crush every spice under his command, if he has to comb every inch of Beast-Yeast- no, the WORLD - in search of her, if he has to raze what little remains of her civilization to the ground, if he has to rip all of her friends to pieces, if he has to beat that absolute truth into her himself, then SO FUCKING BE IT!

Haha delusional mass murdering stalker go brrr

Hope this unwarranted writing ramble satisfies you lol

[star-cosmos]

A little fun fact about the CRK Tarot Card Deck that I just found out so now you have to:

So in the Physical Deck you could buy during the Anniversary, there's an extra Tarot Card showing Shadow Milk Cookie.

It doesn't have an Arcana title like the others, instead his name IS the title. And in the Manual his card is stated to be a Joker Card, which as far as I know doesn't exist in regular Tarot decks. I don't even think this card has it's own description in the Manual.

What it does have, however, is a Roman Number. The only problem is that said number was crossed out. Based on the spacing and the letters you can see, you can make out X - I I.

Now there's actually two options for what his card's Number could be.

XVII, the Star. The card in upright represents Hope, Opportunities and Inspiration. Yet in reverse this card means Despair, disappointment and missed opportunities .

Or XXII, which while not often used, is actually another Number for the Fool. Upright the card means New beginning, carelessness, travel and innocence. But in reverse means negligence, poor decisions and holding back.

The Star could fit Shadow Milk back when he was known as the Fount of Knowledge. A once hopeful cookie who slowly lost his spark due to his loneliness, which led to his eventual corruption. (Also Shadow milk does have quite a bit of Star themes)

As for the Fool... there's a few ways I see this card fitting him. First in a literal sense, as Fool is another word for Jester. But also in a metaphorical sense, mainly for the reversed meanings.

Shadow Milk Cookie neglected his duties as the Fount of Knowledge when he turned to deceit. He's made a lot of bad choices, especially in Episode 8 of beast-yeast when he was tricked by Pure Vanilla Cookie.

And we know that Shadow Milk's holding back his true feelings. PV revealed his loneliness, The Devs themselves talked about how Shadow Milk Cookie needs lots of love, even the Cake Hound based off him is described to want to befriend (or is in love with, based off the Korean version) a certain Cream Sheep (likely PV).

Maybe Shadow Milk was the Star, but post corruption turned into the Fool. Hence why the number is crossed out.

Do these cards mean anything for the story of Cookie Run Kingdom? Probably not. But I saw the card on Tik Tok and someone pointed out the fact the Fool can also be XXII and next thing I know I'm writing this at 2 AM.

Please let me know if I made a Mistake or something. I like Tarot Cards but I'm no expert.

[virq-qgo]

Can you give please do SFW and NSFW alphabet head canons for Logan (Wolverine)

Hi!! I am so sorry that it took me this long to finish..! I’ve actually never heard of alphabet head cannons so I had to find some templates and couldn’t find an SFW so please forgive me 🙁🙏 I would also like to apologize that I’m terrible at making head cannons, because I don’t have the mindset of that.. so this will probably be my first and last time I’ll do this 😞

Requests are still open ❤️

Warnings: smut, fem reader, my writing, not proof read obvi.. I also kinda rushed the end so I’m sorry 😢

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Very caring, now matter how old he is gets. Logan will make sure to give you the best treatment of your life. Literally the definition of princess treatment.

After getting the dick pounded out of you, with all of these marks on your poor worn out body. Logan will kiss each mark then pick you up and carry you to the bathroom. Like nobody talks about it so i fucking will, Logan will sit you on the toilet and make sure you piss. Why? Your handsome lover wants you to be healthy! No UTIs or yeast infection for the princess (speaking from experience.) Then you both will have a very relaxing shower together before cuddling in bed!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Logans favorite part of his body will probably be his chest, mainly his abs. He knows how much you love them, and how much you like doing other things with them. Not to mention he works hard for his body to look the way it does, it’s something everyone should be proud of.

Now realistically, Logan will tell you that he loves every single inch of you. Yknow how you ask your parents who’s the favorite sibling, they’ll tell you they love each and single one of you, but make it so obvious that they favor the other one. Yeah, this is how it is. Except yknow he loves your hips. With the way he always grabs them, either from moving you to the side or moving you when your leg get to sore from riding him. Logan just loves how they feel in his hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

As a man would, Logan loves to fill your sweet pussy with his cum. And once in a while, cuming on your tits when he’s fucking his hand. But again, mainly you cunt. He’ll fill it up as much as he please and once you’re both finished, he loves to pull away and admire how much cum drips out of your hole and onto the bed. He loves his little stuffed donut.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Logan definitely fucked his hand when you were asleep, taking your dirty underwear from the floor and fucked that too. Not one of his proudest moments. But when your moaning his name and stirring in your sleep, he couldn’t help himself.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Bro is over 200 years old, please shoot me if you ever met someone who says that this man is a virgin. Because they are lying to you and themselves.

But that saying, in these 200 years, he’s had plenty of sexual partners. That means more experience and the better your pussy gets dicked down.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Logan loves when you’re on top of him. Why? Well, this is the perfect view for him. He loves the way your tits bounce and if you have small girls, he loves seeing them. He loves boobs, Logan is definitely a boob man! But he loves grabbing your hips and since he’s so much stronger than you, he moves your hips back and forth. Logan loves when your nails dig into his chest when you’re on top of him, and he LOVES watching your face while his dick is going deep into you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is not silly turning sex, Logan finds this time most serious. Durning these moments, he completely loses himself and only focuses on you and your pleasure. So really, he has no time for goofiness, and too him, any man who’s goofy durning sex. A time where you solely focus on your lover and their needs. Is not a man, but a boy. Because every woman who’s being intimate with a man deserves to be treated like a queen.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Now you see the mans face and head, it’s nothing but hair. The whole guy is hairy, and if you’re not into hairy men. Well Logan is not for you. He grooms his face and hair but leaves everything untouched because it’s just so unnecessary to him. That being said, he has never trimmed downstairs, and won’t plan to. Plus he knows how much you’re into that thick happy trail of his.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Logan during intimacy is very loving, he finds the moment where they’re but so vulnerable towards each other. Logan finds being intimate a very serious thing.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If you aren’t around then yes, he needs to find a way to relieve his boner. Just the thought of you makes him so unbelievably hard. So when you’re away and he thinks of you, he can’t help himself. I like to believe that you guys have toys in the bedroom, so he definitely uses your vibrators to get done.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

So, bud definitely has a few!! Like I said in previous, he loves your boobs, that being said he’s definitely into Breast play. His hands will always be on your boobs, playing with your nipples, sucking on your nipples. Marking them up.

Another one Logan has is orgasm play, now I feel like that he will only do this when you’re not “behaving” such as making him jealous, purposefully pissing him off, yada yada you get the jist. Logan will make sure you sexy time is one of the most miserable times for you, basically saying that you don’t get to cum, he’ll drag it out on and on until he feels like you deserve it.

I am a firm believer that Logan will steal your panties from the night before. He knows where he threw them at while ripping them off you, he knows just how wet they were during that time. So obviously, he’s gonna use them to jerk himself off.

Finally, one of the last ones Logan has it’s degrading. Either he’s degrading or you, he’s so into it. Especially during a rough night, he loves to call you his dirty slut, his slutty little girl. The famous “you’re such a fucking cumslut, wanting me to always fill the tight pussy of yours up. Don’t worry, I’ll fill it up, so nice and full.”

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Whenever he gets hard, Logan will drag you to a closed off space and pull your pants to your to your knees, and push your panties to the side. He doesn’t care, he’ll take you right then and there. Logan is just always so horny for you, but can you blame him? His girlfriend is so fucking hot.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Boobs, your boobs to be exact.

Show a little bit of cleavage, well sister. You better be ready for the outcome. Logan will make it so obvious that he’s staring. It’s kinda embarrassing, especially when you’re around other people.

Another thing that gets him going is when you talk back to people, putting them in their place. He finds the bossy and demanding side of you so fucking sexy. He sometimes acts bratty just to see that side of you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that will physically harm you, he doesnt care if you’re into it. It’s a big no. He also won’t share, so no threesomes. He finds it’s disrespectful and a little hurtful that you’ll want another person into the game, making him think that he’s not giving you enough or not making you feel good.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Definitely depends on his mood or day.. but mainly I think he likes to focus on your pleasure, so he’ll definitely eat you out. Especially when he’s pissed off with something, he just wants to bury his head into your thighs and eat his meal.

But he also loves when you give him head, he asks for it almost all the time. It’s the best thing ever, just to feel how talented you are with your tongue and mouth.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Logan definitely goes fast and rough, it’s how you like it too. The both of you think it’s the best way to do it, especially since Logan has so much stamina and strength. The way his cock hits all the way back.

But of course, there are times where you guys take it slow. Showing to each other just how much you truly love one another.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves them, when you both are horny but don’t have the time to take your time. It’s super convenient. He doesn’t care where or what time it is, he will pull down your pants and fuck you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

I don’t think he’s cares all too much about being risky. As long as he knows he’s in a spot with you that no one will see, you two will be fine.

You see, he doesn’t care if anyone saw him fucking you. He just knows that your worried people will see, so he takes cover for you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Logan can probably go as many as five, I know once he fucks you till his balls are quite literally empty and can’t go anymore because he’s too sensitive. That’s when you take you chance because that when he’s gets all subby. Enjoy your time 😉

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes!! He loves using toys just to be mean to you, he knows your favorite vibrator, sets in on the highest setting and places it directly on your clit, enjoying the way your hips flinch back.

Logan also likes using toys on himself, especially fleshlights that feel exactly like you. Or using your vibrator on himself.

Overall, toys are a big yes!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Logan loves to tease you, when it comes to public and barely touching you in your most sensitive areas or sending you dirty texts. (I am a firm believer that he would send you dick picks or send you pictures of his abs, flaunting the v-line you love so much.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

His sounds are quiet but loud enough for you to hear, he moans in your ear when he’s on top of you. Or when you’re on top of him, he lets out small quieter moans. Logan gets louder when he’s closing to cumming too.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Logan’s favorite outfit on you that will get him so unbelievably horny is a pair of sweats and a tight shirt. Gets him so hard, and an instant way to get nutted in.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Okay, let’s be so for real..

Logan ripped, we know what the v-line is like! We all know that he’s hairy downstairs, but you don’t care. Because all what matters is that dick serves you good.

Logan is more of a grower than a shower. When he’s hard, he grows to be 7 to 8 inches. He’s not that thick, but big enough to stretch that pussy out!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I guess it all depends on his mood and how he feels. Logan overall can have sex anytime he wants. He’s your horndog after all.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

He’s not that quick to fall asleep, he’ll stay in bed with you while you both cuddle each other and chat. After sex, the both of you take your time lay down and relax, feeling each others skin and heartbeat. This is a very relaxing time together.