#light lily cookie

[sillysillyprice]

I DIDN'T HAVE TIME THE PAST TWO DAYS BUT I DID THEM RIGHT AWAY

some more elaborate than others... the last one is made to be more humorous than real gore

@thegreatlock

[obernice]

Guys, sudden offtopic

Has anyone even noticed that the Light of Truth is radically different from the other Lights of the other Ancients?

(we will omit the fact that the light of Freedom is broken here; if it were collected, it would glow exactly the same as the others)

[darkfluffydragon]

Cookie Run AU Ideas #8: Timeless Kingdom

what if Pure Vanilla Cookie, instead of being amnesiac outside with Black Raisin, was instead trapped in the Vanilla Castle time loop? But because of the Light of Truth, he's aware of it? he's been stuck there for...hundreds of years, watching his people die over and over again nothing ever changes no matter what he does and then finally, Gingerbrave shows up. I mean, PV may be nice but there are only so many times he can hear the same monologue before he gets reaaaally sick of it gonna join GC on the hate train and he physically isn't able to do anything "out of script". Every time he tries, he sort of 'loses control of his body', since it's a memory time loop you can't just change a memory and since he's a part of it, it'll force him to go along with it. To play his role. Gingerbrave and his friends probably wouldn't even realise he's not a memory at first, that the Pure Vanilla is the real one.

And an extra I wrote for the AU >:3

Pure Vanilla Cookie awoke with a start, his eyes snapping open to the familiar sight of his bed’s golden canopy. His head throbbed, and his mind felt muddled, a fog of pain and confusion clouding his thoughts. He struggled to sit up, the effort sending sharp jolts of agony through his body. As he gathered his bearings, fragments of memories began to resurface—the battle against Dark Enchantress Cookie, the ruins of his castle, and the faces of his friends, Golden Cheese Cookie, Dark Cacao Cookie, Hollyberry Cookie, and White Lily Cookie.

They had arrived to aid him, late, their expressions grim and determined. By then, he had already spent hours running through the chaos, trying desperately to heal his people. But no matter how hard he tried, the cake monsters kept coming, relentless and unyielding. He remembered the wounds they all bore. The exhaustion that clung to their bones as they fought to protect their home, their kingdom. With his magic reserves depleted, there had been a point where he had started reaching into the depths of his being, drawing upon his very essence—his life powder and soul to fuel his spells.

He remembered the final confrontation against her, he had used Dark Moon Magic, a power he had sworn never to touch. ~~The magic most natural to him.~~ The last time he had seen it wielded, it had led to the academy's destruction. But there had been no other choice. He had cast the banishment spell, lifting himself into the air as Dark Enchantress Cookie tore their Souljams, their very souls, from them. The explosion had ripped through the kingdom, the pain blinding and all-consuming. And then, nothing.

Now, here he was, awake once more. Why? How? As these questions swirled in his mind, he felt a strange sensation, as if invisible strings were tugging at his limbs. Panic surged through him as he realised he was moving against his will, his body tracing the exact path of his memories. He tried to speak, to cry out, but no sound escaped his lips.

“No! Run! Dark Enchantress is coming! Evacuate the cookies!” he screamed, his voice hoarse with desperation. But the words seemed to dissipate into the air, unheard and unheeded. The cookies outside moved about their routines, oblivious to the impending doom. Children played in the streets, vendors hawking their wares, and guards patrolled, all blissfully unaware of the threat looming over them.

The nightmare would unfold before him with horrifying clarity. His friends—the heroes—were nowhere to be seen. Instead, dark silhouettes had taken their place, shadowy figures that seemed to mock his efforts. Was it because of the Souljams? Could this memory not replicate them because of the artefacts which housed their power? 

The endless battle raged around him, the air thick with the stench of smoke and the cries of the wounded. Cake monsters swarmed the castle, their grotesque forms looming over the terrified cookies. Pure Vanilla’s attempts to heal his people felt like trying to stop a flood with a sieve. Every spell he cast seemed to evaporate into nothingness, swallowed by the overwhelming darkness.

The invisible strings tightened around him. It constricted his movements, squeezing his mind. His autonomy slipped further away with each passing moment. The fog in his mind grew denser, suffocating his thoughts.

He felt every wound, every drop of jam that spilled, every life that was lost. He could see the faces of his people contorted in terror and agony, and hear their screams echoing in his mind. His friends fought, their forms blurred by exhaustion and jam. Yet no matter how hard they fought, the cake monsters kept coming, an endless tide of destruction.

The sky would fill with magic circles, blue eyes of the runes staring down at the target as he used magic that he swore to never use, for the second time. He would see her malevolent grin, and feel the agony of the explosion that followed. 

And then, he was back in his bed, the cycle beginning anew. The loops continued, over and over, each one more harrowing than the last. As time stretched into eternity, Pure Vanilla Cookie felt his thoughts growing quieter. Centuries seemed to pass, each loop eroding a bit more of his will. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, and soon, he feared, he would no longer be able to think. In the moments of silence, his mind would turn to White Lily Cookie, the one he had loved so deeply. She had become Dark Enchantress Cookie, the architect of his suffering and the destroyer of his kingdom. Yet, despite everything, he still loved her.

The pain of that love was like rose thorns digging into his heart, a constant, aching reminder of what once was. He had loved her so dearly, had kept her transformation a secret from their friends, hoping against hope that she could be redeemed. But now, as he watched his beloved kingdom and its innocent people crumble time and time again, the anguish was almost too much to bear.

To love White Lily Cookie was to love a rose. To love her was to let the rose crawl up him, letting its hurtful thorns dig into his fragile dough. His jam would paint the delicate petals red, and once gone, wounds and scars would be left to taunt him of his foolish desire.

She had been gifted a bouquet of hearts, yet the only one his moon had taken was his own. She dangled the prize in front of him like a carrot on a stick, and he ran the race despite being the only competitor. She blindfolded him of the fact, and let Pure Vanilla run himself ragged until he could give no more. Then, she left. Left with everything that was Pure Vanilla, left him empty and hurting. Trapped. Left in all her gentle and loving glory, as her beautiful soul was tainted and twisted into the monster that had taken her place.

He did not care for the traitorous thoughts wondering if he was feeling the wrong feelings and thinking the wrong thoughts. He could not care, for he loved her nonetheless. Loved her poisonous, uncompleted promises. Loved her for the nights of waiting by the academy garden, gazing up at the sky, at clouds that would never part to allow him a glimpse of her smile. Loved her for the incomplete dances she swore she would return for, leaving him alone and abandoned in an empty ballroom. He loved her unconditionally. And for this, White Lily Cookie had become his greatest torment.

Each encounter felt like a knife twisting deeper into his heart. The sight of Dark Enchantress Cookie, her once gentle eyes now filled with malice, was a reminder of everything he had lost. She had been his moon, his guiding light, and he had loved her with a purity that he had thought unbreakable. But the darkness that had taken her was relentless, and it had shattered her, and him, beyond repair.

The White Lily Cookie he loved was gone, replaced by the Dark Enchantress Cookie who revelled in his suffering. She was the creator of his endless torment, the reason his kingdom lay in ruins, and his people were lost

What a fool he was.

Pure Vanilla Cookie, awoke in a bed not his own. His limbs were not strung by strings that cut into his dough, and his thoughts were…loud. Clarity such as this was so incredibly rare.

He took in the room, noting how the other cookies, the ones who had…saved him, were still asleep. Quietly, he slipped out of the room, his steps soft and deliberate, as if any sound might shatter this fragile moment of peace. The hallway was dimly lit, shadows playing along the walls. He moved with purpose, though his heart was heavy with the familiar ache of his memories.

Reaching the garden, he paused for a moment at the entrance, breathing in the cool night air. The scent of flowers and earth was a reminder of simpler times. He walked towards the patch of lily flowers, their white petals glowing softly under the moonlight. 

Sitting down among the lilies, he stared up at the moon, its pale light casting a gentle glow over the garden. The tranquillity of the night wrapped around him, and for a brief moment, he felt the weight of his sorrow lift.

His thoughts turned, as they always did, to White Lily Cookie. The moon reminded him of her—bright, beautiful, yet distant and untouchable. He remembered their nights in the academy garden, the way she would laugh and talk about the future with such hope. Those memories were bittersweet now, coloured by the centuries of pain.

The garden was silent except for the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. Pure Vanilla Cookie closed his eyes, letting the memories wash over him. He could almost hear her voice, see her smile. But then the image would shift, and he would see her as she was now—cold, dark, and filled with a malice that seemed impossible for someone who had once been so kind. He hated that he loved White Lily, a love that had once been pure and untainted. But he loathed Dark Enchantress to the point it hurt.

As the night wore on, Pure Vanilla sat alone. Though he could pretend that he was not, that there was another by his side. Perhaps…even four, all five of them together, underneath the starlit sky with the scent of campfire smoke in the air.  He did not know how long this clarity would last, how long before he would be pulled back into the muddy thoughts and fog. But for now, he rested in the peace of the garden, and the bittersweet memories of the one he loved.

Under the moonlight, surrounded by the lilies, he allowed himself to simply be. To remember, to grieve, and to love, even if it was only for a brief, stolen moment.

[lilacthebooklover]

5 minutes later:

[cookiesrunaus-whitelily]

It made me want to doodle a bit to Affogato, don't judge me.

And meet Affogato's little snake!

[autisticfoxgirl333]

Hey guys, for anyone who know Steven Universe, you remember the Laser Light Cannon in that show? The one that can shoot an amazing laser blast and just obliterated that Red Eye?

Well, I just had this thought in my head that's related to Cookie run: What if.....

The Ancient Heroes in Cookie Run Kingdom each had a cool Light Cannon like the Crystal Gems in Steven Universe? I bet it would be really AWESOME! I thought the same way of some other hero Ocs as well!

[zippystorm]

“Believe in the power of your resilience. You have the strength to overcome any storm.”

(Attempt #11 of teaching myself how to draw)

I am currently having art block, so if you have any idea for my future drawings, please tell me on my other blog @storm-of-letters. But make sure to read the rules before sending asks. Thank you!

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Background picture I found on Google:

[brittle-doughie]

Y/N Cookie Blurbs (Various Cookies)

Essentially little random stuff set from various fics

A Handycookie’s Expertise

You were ready to head out for the day, work in the lower levels wasn’t easy, but it came with the territory. You put away your equipment at your station before heading to the elevator as you pressed the button.

“Hold the elevator for me, Y/N Cookie~”

Crumbs. (Sonic drowning theme plays)

You subtly, but rapidly, kept pressing the elevator button. Fortuna please, this was the last thing you wanted today, you were right there-

Dark Fondue made it inside before the elevator door closed a mere second afterwards.

“Thank you, you’re such a gentleman/lady~”

Cue one awkward elevator ride as Dark Fondue tried to get as close as possible to you, asking if you happened to be free tonight~

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Bake It till You Make It

“What a beautiful cake! Do you have any plans to visit the Republic? Would you be interested in opening a branch there?”

Your baking career has led you to opening up shop in the Creme Republic, after a long negotiation with Clotted Cream Cookie. This place definitely had a different vibe then back home, but hey, the republicans seem to really love your cakes, so you learned to stick to it.

“This cake tasted so amazing! If it’s not much a problem…can I order another?”

“It was perfect! Not even the republic’s bakers can match your level, they can learn from you!”

“Looked and tasted as great as I thought it would! I’m definitely coming back here..”

What happy customers…a little too happy…

Oh well, next!

“O-oh, I was just happening to be walking by when I saw this cake shop, I thought it would be a good opportunity to visit.”

You thanked the woman, with the reputation of the republic, still hearing that they’d be interested in visiting your little cake shop over the more fancy restaurants made you feel honored.

“If it’s not too much to ask, may I request a cake?”

You readied your notepad.

Whenever you’re ready, madam.

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A Fish in a Barrel

Part two will be happening, don’t y’all worry!

“Where they could be? We’re searched a large portion of these snowy plains and…oh no..this is…part of Y/N Cookie’s uniform in the snow. You don’t think they’re…”

“Hold your tongue! The Eighth Watcher would never let themselves freeze, they’re stronger then that. We should take this as a sign that they’re out there instead!”

Bittersweet just looked to the ever expansive tundra of snow, with you on Bittersweet’s mind.

The Second Watcher refused to believe you were frozen crumbs, you HAD to be out there somewhere.

The Bittersweet Watcher also wanted to hope you were out there as well, everyone has been a little down on morale, including Bittersweet.

Caramel Arrow did help with matters…but…

The Watchers just felt empty without you…

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No Dice

Clotted Cream Cookie had to walk around with a shield you casted on him for the rest of the council meetings, your ancient cookie pals would be incredibly hostile towards him, especially if you were nearby.

The squad would never leave your side ever since Clotted’s proposal, they were too worried that this cookie may try to pull a fast one and rob your Soul Jam!

It’s only normal that the best of friends look out for one another! Pure Vanilla thinks that time spent together can really bring you all closer together.

That would be a good idea if it weren’t for the fact that they were trying to kil-WHITE LILY PUT THOSE POISONOUS LILES DOWN!

She swears that she’s only handling a problem before it gets worse. No cookie will take advantage of you when she’s around! So she…plans on taking Clotted out of the picture so he won’t bother you anymore!

You would sigh as you gave White Lily a gentle bonk on the head. No, White Lily, that was not the way of the ancient heroes.

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Molded, Battered, Whole

The six dragons were flying about in the islands, it was time they all got a pile of fresh air, especially dragons that remain cooped up in their palace all day…Lotus…

It was also a time the five wanted to spend time with you not having to worry about anything. Longan’s plan could wait just a little longer if it meant getting to see you more often.

And so, the five dragons soared through the sky, flapping their wings at different rates-five?

The dragons looked around for their missing sixth, only to see you lagging behind as you flapped your wings slower then theirs.

Lychee giggled as they watch you try to keep up with the others, who now have stopped their flying to allow you to catch up.

“Hehehe, come on Y/N Dragon Cookie! Don’t be a slowpoke now!”

Yep. This old dragon cookie was slowing down..

The other dragons’ eyes widen at your statement, now being reminded of your old and possibly declining self.

Lychee…

They cried as they clung to you, swearing that it was a joke, they didn’t mean it…

Please don’t leave them behind…

The dragons took extra good care of you that week

[varlime]

"My Scythe? It's just your imagination! Father wouldn't allow me to have such a thing... But I still have to get the job done for His majesty, my father, Saint Vanilla Cookie."

Aka a What If scenario where Vanilla Syrup is one of the Lambs :) Also he doesn't wear bandages over his eyes due to his personal preferences

[pk-kai]

Could you should show who the other ancient’s legendary parents are because this has got to me so intrigued into this I want to know everything

No problemo!!

So first up we have Golden Cheese.

Now why Timekeeper? Well I had the idea, since Golden Cheese basically created a whole digital world that was described as “Untarnished by Time itself” by Burnt Cheese. I thought having powers of Timekeeper would be fitting :3

Next we have White Lily.

So, for anyone who didn’t know, Primordial Light is Moonlight’s Legendary Costume in Ovenbreak.

In this AU, Primordial Light is a completely separate cookie. In fact, Primordial Light also created Moonlight in this (So yes that would make Moonlight and White Lily related. I have more info on that with the other legendaries as well.)

I got this idea mostly from White Lily’s Legendary costume in kingdom. The butterflies that surround her and all that. Along with the Labyrinth of Remembrance, Sugar Glass, the Butterfly/Fae motif as a whole.

I should probably mention, I never had Dark Enchantress implemented into this AU. This AU mostly focuses on The Beasts vs The Ancients. (I’ll get into that later.)

Getting back on track….

Finally we got Hollyberry and ohhh boy.

I’ll be honest I didn’t have too much of an idea. The only thing I was going off of was that I wanted Hollytaya to be in it LOL.

So I came up with this!

Longan is like the parent dragon to the other 4 dragons. (Oldest to Youngest: Lotus, Ananas, Pitaya, Lychee)

So when Hollyberry married Pitaya, she inherited some of their power.

I hope some of this made sense but I have A LOT MORE, to do with this AU still. THANK YOU for asking about it!!! Hope you all like it!! :D

[sillysillyprice]

"Why should I trust you?"

"we are fragmented souls, residues of what we once were, if we unite... we will purify our hearts, we will free ourselves from the agony that torments us"

"How do I know you're not Shadow Milk Cookie trying to trick me?"

"I am Shadow Milk Cookie, just like you are Dark Enchantress Cookie"

"We are more alike than you think, that's why you are the perfect carrier for the light of truth, you and I, we have been through the same thing, not even Pure Vanilla Cookie could understand me like you will"

When two incomplete souls come together, they become a complete one, her friends don't know it, for them she is still White Lily Cookie, but someone else accompanies her and gives her a new identity

two minds united, two minds that have seen the truth about the world, two minds that equate the knowledge of their deities the witches, and even being wiser... White Lily Cookie now shares her existence with the original bearer of her friend's Soul Jam, and they adopt together in the name of Light Lily Cookie, agreeing to end the agony of both

[dynjay]

guess who just started playing Cookie Run Kingdom and now has cookie brain rot hahaha

(btw, White Lily cookie has a strong floral fragrance about her due to her being made of white lily)

Man, the purelily ship is so fascinating to me in such a tragic way. The way I see it, Vanilla loved and continues to love Lily dearly. Out of the two of them, he’s the one who stayed largely the same and probably yearns for the past the most… in contrast to Lily, who never really liked her old self, and welcomed change with open arms.

[queen-rainy-love]

Alright. Here's the family tree...part 1. There are so many parts and I'm not doing it all in one post. We're just gonna split them up and slowly get through them. (Also I tend to forget some features in Comic Creator.)

Let's start with some families that have not changed.

First off, we have the main family, Pure Lily Family. We all know the story: Pure Vanilla and White Lily have six kids (four boys and two girls) and that they have the insane adventures.

Next up, we have the Custard Family. We have Elder Custard (Or just Custard), his ex-wife Light Cream, and their three sons, Royal Margarine, Clotted Cream, and Custard the Third (Custard Cream). Also, Buttercream is not suppose to be inside since she sometimes brings mud in the house.

[midnightsilverchelly]

Thinking of a scenario where the Light of Truth speaks to White Lily considering that the Light of Freedom spoke to Pure Vanilla.

[cookiesrunaus-whitelily]

What is the biggest dream of Affogato, Pearl, Light Cream and Grand Madeleine?

Your biggest dream? it's easy...

Is to be able to go home…. with HER

[plutonify]

I know that canonically White Lily’s soul jam was never actually corrupted and just split up, but we can all agree that she (& Dark Enchantress) was on a very thin line or should’ve been.

With that I wanted to discuss what her corrupted soul jam would have been.

We know that the original soul jams were split in two, for example: Knowledge was split into truth & deceit (to quote Elder Faerie Cookie). So White Lily’s soul jam is already a split fragment, but then we also know that with the Dark Flour War, all of the soul jams were split into even more pieces.

White Lily Cookie has the Light of Freedom. A split fragment of the Soul Jam of Solidarity. Silent Salt has the other fragment: Silence. Solidarity was split into Freedom & Silence.

Going with that theme, I believe that the corrupted or fragment of the Light of Freedom would be

Isolation

White Lily Cookie isolated herself from her friends in her journey to find the answer of their creation

She never had her own massive kingdom and was not a household name unlike the other Ancients. Instead she had an isolated kingdom that everyone believed to be a myth

Going back to her journey, she did it alone and purposefully made sure that no one but the king knew of what she was doing

Dark Enchantress Cookie made her base the Witches Oven, an isolated place in the world that no cookies explore

All of her operations to take over the world are inside missions, she has shown herself only twice to cookies outside of the legion. She has her minions do all the work while she commands from isolation

Also the Witches Castle narrator and First Cream Cookies mistress have the exact same voice as White Lily Cookie/The Light of Freedom