#pure vanilla x reader crk oneshot

[lohotine]

``Sinner with a Human Face; Speaks with a Charcoal Tongue.``

Pure Vanilla x GN! Reader

Cw: prob a bit occ, set much farther into the future than what is currently happening in CRK, (?) maybe toxic PV?(???), not proofread

You've been gone

for fifty-seven years

and eleven months

yet the world

still shines with

childlike wonder.

Birds will extend their wings and feel the wind uncurl beneath their feathers as they reach for the pearlescent heaven above. Inside of their beaks and deep within their flesh, seeds of flowers so beautiful, yet still unborn, remain.

They sing songs that are carried through the wind, hoping to be heard; and they are.

He hadn't cried over your death, but he did mourn. When you had died, he would lay an arm over your casket, letting his cape drape down the staircase behind him. Pure Vanilla's finger gently dragged across the silver lining.

Perhaps, to others, he looked like he didn't care. No tears fell from his eyes to taint the mortal world below him. He simply laid there with a soft smile on his face.

Was it cruel to smile while mourning your death?

Perhaps, but he truly believed that a person should be bid farewell with a smile.

And when your coffin was lowered into its final resting place, soon to be covered by bits of dirt and debris, Pure Vanilla engraved the last bits of the emotions he felt for you into his mind.

They would be the only ones he'd ever have from here on out, so they were worth remembering.

He did not miss the quiet whispers that circled around him throughout that scene; primarily about how strange it was for him to seem so unfazed by your death.

But as he remained there, face as stoic as ever, with strands of golden hair falling onto his shoulder, he thought there wasn't anything strange about it.

After all, he had been expecting this since the day you confessed to him. He had nearly your entire life span to prepare for this day, so it wasn't shocking when it came.

Was it different from how he imagined?

Slightly.

In truth, he had expected it to affect him more.

But there was one fact that remained throughout everything:

Your death wasn't special; nor will it ever be.

He had seen thousands of mortals crumble due to the golden hands of time, and you were no exception.

In fact, your death was the exact same as everyone else's. How could Pure Vanilla be cruel enough to deem another person's death as "less important" simply because they weren't you?

He couldn't.

Do the others not also deserve to be remembered after their death?

So please do not be upset with him when, for the few times he lays flowers on your grave, he does the same for every other one there.

He may not have loved you more than others, but he did trust you.

For in the midst of the night, when your only audience was the stalking moon and the creeping stars, you would press your forehead to his and whisper in his ears. You told him your secrets, and in turn, he would tell you his.

And eventually, when your body becomes one with the land, those secrets of his will bloom into flowers. They will whisper about his guilt in a language only other flowers can understand.

It's poetic, isn't it?

Your burden was eventually forgiven by death and then turned into something beautiful.

He, on the other hand, would never be given such forgiveness. After all, death would not pity him for at least another five hundred years or so.

But he did not mind. Carrying your secrets to his eventual demise is just another one the prices he must pay for obtaining godhood.

Pure Vanilla was sure he would not hate you for giving him this burden. And even if that hate did eventually form, the event would probably be so far removed from him that it just wouldn't matter.

Besides, he saw this as a great way to cherish your memory. He would work very hard to protect it; to protect the thought of you.

It's the least you deserve for committing practically your entire mortal life to him, right?

Pure Vanilla looked down to the silver ring on his finger, listening to the soft nighttime breeze against his ear.

He lightly traced over the intricate design. He remembered how much you cried thay day... since he told you he was busy.

It had been valentines, but Pure Vanilla could not spend it with you because he was preoccupied with ensuring the happiness throughout the rest of the kingdom.

Was it wrong of him to abandon you then? Perhaps... but was it not also his responsibility to prioritize the overall well-being of everyone?

When given the choice, shouldn't he go with the choice that creates the most happiness?

You didn't seem to agree... To make it up to you, he had gifted you that small piece of jewelry, and it seemed to ease your worries all the same.

He had spun you around that night, and you forgave him right away...

Looking back on it now, he thinks you probably shouldn't have.

His gaze fell down to the ring once more, seeing how it began to wear down from age. Soon, he'd have to place it back in that velvet jewelry box of his. Just like the six other rings that suffered the same fate.

He's aware that being with someone like him, especially as a mortal, was not an ideal fate.

It didn't matter what others said about the matter. They would never be able to understand; not really.

After all, he did not wish to completely destroy your property... even if you weren't exactly around to get upset over it.

Many people ask him if there is somebody he cares for more than others, and each time he responds with no.

Yet, your favorite flowers remain in a vase on his nightstand, and everyone else remains just a distant memory.

Here's something I almost included before changing up the plot slightly. It was supposed to show how Pure Vanilla's feelings for your finally began to develop years later:

(AN)

I actually didn't know how to finish this... like AT ALL. Tbh, you can just consider this an unfinished fic because there is so much more that I could have added in this that I just don't have the experience to write.

Give it like another year to marinate maybe...

"And he was right; that hate never developed. But something else, perhaps worse, did.

In everything that he was surrounded by, he saw you in it. Even when it was his own reflection.

To be fair, the reflection he saw of himself was from the silver ring that adorned his finger.

It used to be yours, and he decided to keep it safe after your passing. Simply because it was the polite thing to do...

It was a bit weird, though. Silver was never something he'd wear over gold."

I'd like to think that when transitioning to godhood, your emotional development slows as to accommodate the long duration of your life. Helpful in some cases, and perhaps not so much in others...

I feel like PV in this is far beyond mortality, so he does things that seem bad, even when it really does end up benefitting the most people at the end of the day.

And even then, it's complicated to argue that what exactly he's doing is bad.

Then again, can one bad act truly be overlooked for hundreds of good ones?

I think that question is what I hoped to try and look into during this fic, and I'm not sure I did.

Like I said, if I had maybe a year more of experience, perhaps I could do this topic more justice-

Guys, I don't even know what I'm talking about rn 😞 lwk gave up on the fic bc idk what im yapping ab- bye 👋

[kalopses-sonderes]

Please, my Love

Self Aware! Pure Vanilla x Gn Baker! Reader

Tags: Hurt/little comfort, yandere

…

You’ve kept yourself in your office for the past few days. You wouldn’t leave, barely eat, and got little to no sleep. You’ve drowned yourself in work, again.

It hurt Pure Vanilla to see you like this. He loves you like theres no tomorrow. You just couldn’t seem to notice his advances to you.

Hes tried everything to get you out of your office. Hes resorted to getting on his knees and begging..

“Please.. please baker..” Pure Vanilla looked like a puppy, his head in your lap, hands on the sides of your thighs, carefully caressing your thigh every here and there.

“I cant. I have to get this done, now.” You say, not even making contact with him, continuing to write on more documents.

By now, Pure Vanilla had tears in his eyes, ready to spill. He looked up at you, pouted, not ready to accept defeat.

“Please baker.” You continue to sign papers. “Please..” Pure Vanilla says quietly, his voice quivering. “Please, my love..” Tears start to pour out, his voice barely above a whisper.

You finally acknowledged Pure Vanilla to see his head resting in your lap, pools of tears on your leg, and his hands still on your thighs. Guilt started to eat at you. A man with amazing accomplishments and known all around is crying in your lap.

“I-… Fine, I’ll take a break..” Pure Vanillas head shot up, almost hitting his head on the edge of the desk.

“Really?” He started to wipe his tears, and slightly smiled.

“Yeah.” You say as pure vanilla got up and grabbed your hand and dragged you out of your office.

“First, we gotta get you out the this office!”

~later~

You were laying under the starts with Pure Vanilla. He hias his head ve be on your chest. You were asleep, leaving Pure Vanilla to adore and worship you.

“I dont know what’ll take for you to see how much I love you.” He was the only one who cares to the most when you locked yourself in your office. Always finding a way in and getting you out.

“You mean the world to me.” If he could, he would hold you for a lifetime or two.

“I love you..” He kisses slightly above your collarbone.

“I will always love you Baker.” He kisses your neck.

“I will love continue to love you, even if you dont love me the same.” He kisses your cheek.

“I love you…” he kisses your forehead.

He wraps the blanket around you tighter, picked you up bridal style, and went on his way back to the kingdom, knowing once you wake up in the morning you’ll throw yourself back in your office. Back to working on the unforgiving stack of paper work.

[desiredcaramellatte]

May im have part 3 of pure vanilla x reader with sorbet and chess it happen during the dark flour war y/n sorbet and chess run from all of that while the other ancients and vanilla go to fight with dark enchantress cookie y/n and the kids live in raisin cookie village when gingerbrave and his friends arrive y/n and the children go with them then they arrive in the castle dark enchantress it amused to see the rest of the royal family of vanilla kingdom may dark choco reaction too headcanons pls

Gasp :00 is this an... angsty part 3???

Angst my beloved 👀

Also yes there is an angsty kinda ending at the last few ones. I should have wrote this as a one shot but I have no clue how to do time skips in one shots so take headcannon form instead 😎 it can kinda be read as a one shot ig?

Pure Vanilla x reader ft Sorbet Shark and Chess Choco - pt 3

~| Life in Black Raisin's village isn't too bad. Despite having little food, of which is mostly raisin bread or anything edible that can be found in a barren wasteland, everyone looks after each other. It was a good place for you to keep Sorbet Shark and Chess Choco safe.

~| You had decided to tag along with Gingerbrave's group after hearing how they were going up into the castle, hopefully to stop Dark Enchantress. Pure Vanilla had been gone for a long while, and you were worried about him.

~| Sorbet Shark and Chess Choco were told to stay behind. Of course, they did the opposite and followed you from the shadows- which Black Raisin had detected as soon as Sorbet Shark stepped a little too loudly.

~| Welp, now you were stuck with your children on this dangerous mission.

~| You we're soon met with the ancients facing off Dark Enchantress. It looked like it had been going on for a while, all of them were tired.

~| First thing Pure Vanilla did when he saw you was hug you, and then freak out asking why the children were here. He was very much panicked.

~| Dark Choco was there as well. Probably fighting alongside Dark Enchantress with the other Cookies of Darkness.

~| Choco boy is very jealous that his father's friend is an actual good father. He would find himself wishing Pure Vanilla was his father instead of Dark Cacao.

~| Despite all of you- the ancients and Gingerbrave's group- fighting against Dark Enchantress, she was still too powerful, nothing would even seem to phase her.

~| You had managed to get Chess Choco and Sorbet Shark out of the room as Pure Vanilla performed his final gambit. Dark Choco was supposed to go after you and stop you, but he kinda just pretended to not hear Dark Enchantress and continue sword fighting his father.

~| And bam, everyone dies gets scattered and a good few loose their memory. Unbeknownst to you, that may have been the last time you would see Pure Vanilla in a very, very long time.

[blindedwings]

Pure Vanilla with a husband (reader) who adopted Custurd cookie headcanons?

PURE VANILLA HEADCANONS@yourlocal-tran

"ℬℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒻𝓊𝓁"

Hi anon!your idea is so cuteee sjjsbsusjsnsjud I'll gladly do it! ꨄ︎ quick announcement for pure vanilla: the reader will be male and zhongli based unless said or requested otherwise,thank you!⌫ ꨄ︎ You are still based off of zhongli⌫ ꨄ︎ Oh and,please be specific about your requests! For example please tell me the gender and if you want fluff,please specify what scenario you want, thank you! ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ꨄ︎ You met custard while strolling in the kingdom,both of you fell in love the first second you saw him and decided to adopt him immediately. ꨄ︎ You're custards favorite. ꨄ︎ Custard sometimes tries to sneak up behind you to play with your tail while you're drinking tea and of course,you take notice of it and purposely move your tail in the opposite direction ꨄ︎ If any of you hear just a single sniff from this poor baby you're going on a killing spree ꨄ︎ When pure vanilla sees you and custard playing his heart just goes jshsusjsjudhdbdbdb ꨄ︎ Custard practically BEGS you to turn into your full dragon form and give him a ride across the kingdom ꨄ︎ Custard and Pure vanilla have to heal you quite a lot ꨄ︎ Sometimes when he goes off running in the kingdom both of you just go into p a n i k ꨄ︎ You were gonna flip the entire kingdom until you saw him playing with strawberry crepe ꨄ︎ Custard loves to play with your hair ꨄ︎ He's always in your arms ꨄ︎ Pv takes care of him more often since your busy protecting a whole ass region ꨄ︎ When you brought these two to the lantern rite they fell in love instantly ꨄ︎ They visit liyue more that they visit the other kingdoms.. ꨄ︎ Both of them love you so please love them back ꨄ︎ The three of you cuddle almost everyday ꨄ︎ Sometimes Custard sits on pv's throne as a joke and both of you adore it because he looks a d o r a b l e ꨄ︎ When Custard and Pure vanilla come back from their walk custard just throws himself onto you ꨄ︎ Sometimes Custard and pv have 'fights' and custard climbs up the three sugar bricks just to reach his chest ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒

❥︎ This post belongs to @cottoncandy-sw

[puddings-writing-blog]

Hi!! I recently fell into a rabbit hole of crk fanfics/x readers, and as a proud PV simp, either head canons or a small oneshot, but PV with a touch starved and clingy s/o? (also may i be 🦇 anon? <3/p)

Here you go! ^^ I had to do some research for this and I learned something new ^-^ And of course you can be 🦇 anon! ^^

Requested?: Yes

Genre: Fluff, romantic

Warnings: Probably none

Pronouns used: He/Him for Pure Vanilla Cookie

(picture made by @cottoncandy-sw)

-He wouldn’t mind your clinginess at all ^^

-He finds it quite endearing at times, actually

-He’s glad that you want to spend so much time with him <3

-He’d often wrap you in a comfy blanket

-He’d often give you hugs, while stroking your hair (If you have any)

-He gives great hugs ^^

-His hugs are super comforting,

-Daily walks with him through a peaceful and more quiet part of the kingdom <3

-He’ll often make sure you’re doing okay

-By asking you directly, or by observing

-”Have you been alright lately, dear?”

-Whatever the answer is, you’d get a hug either ways

-If you’re not doing okay, he’d hug you to comfort you while quietly telling you comforting things

-If you’re doing okay, he’d hug you and tell you that he’s glad that you’re okay

-He loves you just as much as you love him <3

[lohotine]

``One fleeting moment of eye contact.``

X !GN! Reader

You caught me staring at you

from across the room.

But I caught you staring back.

And you can't help but wonder what crosses his mind every time your eyes meet.

Do you appear in his mind as often as he does in yours?

You really hope so...

Though, you can't help

but feel like you know the answer already

because he looks at you

like you're something worth seeing

and his face light up

every time he spots you

in a crowded room.

And you wonder if maybe

Just maybe

He talks to his friends

Just like you tell your friends

About how much he misses you

And how his heart aches for you

How much you miss him

And how much your heart

Aches for him.

Because every time you see that smile of his,

You just....

....

Sometimes, people forget that you can't hide feelings in silence.

Because your eyes speak.

And sometimes

Your hearts will

Understand each other

Even when

Nothing is being said.

And yet you wonder; why isn't anything being said?

Perhaps deep down, you're both still a little scared...

But if you dig

Just a little bit deeper

Into the depths of both of your hearts

(Or maybe not even very deep at all)

You both knew

That you didn't even need to say the words

I love you

Because all it took was

One fleeting moment of eye contact.

[lohotine]

``Truth is the most important virtue.``

Pure Vanilla x Reader

CW; Some religious tones (brief mention of the existence of a god, comparing Pure Vanilla to an angel), Disturbing discriptions (gore, though only as a discptor of how the reader feels.) Angst, unorganized writing

Adorned in whites akin to glistening stars, accompanied by the warmest of jasmine and the brightest of gold;

With every breath comes a feint melody and a silent song only angels would be able to hear.

Many have asked themselves;

What is divinity?

And as he stands before you, otherworldly and opulent, you begin to whisper, and one word falls from your lips;

"This."

A being, mayhap too pure for this world, gifting everyone the ultimate acuity.

Are people deserving of him?

No matter what your answer is, he remains here, giving his heart out to anyone and everyone, whether they are in need of it or not.

His voice; a choir

His touch; soft, as his fingers gently cup your face. They are like feathers, and they gently wipe away your tears.

Tears that look like pearls, or maybe even diamonds, as they prick the corners of your eyes.

You think it ironic how the gods created tears to be made out of both water and salt;

Two things that suposedly give life to people.

Yet, you are not sad

Far from it, actually.

Because you are with him.

And you ask;

Would you let me dwell forever by your side?

And though Pure Vanilla would hate to break the heart you've so graciously shown him; he simply cannot accept it.

A prayer you hope with the entirety of your being- body and soul and mind- that he'd be able to return.

To not love you fully would be like not loving you at all; at least in his eyes.

And he can not devote himself to you in the way you would for him.

Because he does not want the others to be dammed simply because he loves you.

And so he responds;

I'm sorry, but I can't love you in the way you hope for me to.

And because Pure Vanilla loves everyone; he can't love anyone.

Because Pure Vanilla's heart belongs to everyone: and so at the same time, no one in particular.

So you wish; so desperately and fully, that he would lie to you just this once.

So that when it begins to weep, and so that when it begins to bleed; it may hurt just a little less.

To maybe wrap your heart in the softest silk, or maybe even satin if that's what he'd prefer, and then place it apun a glistening, marble pedestal;

But he would never grant you even the smallest lie, and in turn, the smallest bit of respite.

After all, is he not supposed to be virtuous?

So instead, he holds you close, and you can't help but think;

Why must he be so kind, even when he brutally destroys you?

Why must this angel smile at you while liquidating your heart?

And he whispers into your ears about how sorry he is for not being able to love you.

but all you can hear is how he doesn't love you.

And it's not his fault.

Yet, knowing that it's yours doesn't feel any better.

Pure Vanilla continues to speak-- apologizing--yet his words still sting like that of one thousand arrows grazing your arms and legs.

How you yearn for him to be able to heal these pains, too!

But how can he? When they're not really there?

How can something that hurts so much not really be there?

So your tears continue to fall.

How weak you have become! How sorrowful...

And yet, these tears, he wipes away too.

As if they were never there?

And with those tears, you wish he'd wipe away the emotions you've held for him.

As if they were never there?

Would forgetting those emotions- your love for him- truly be worth it?

And when you listen once more; he is still expressing his guilt.

And you have no doubt that he is being truthful when he says he is sorry.

After all, he would never speak anything that isn't the truth!

And sometimes, that pains you more than if he would just lie.

When he slams you into the ground, crushing your skull and mind, and shreds your heart into small bits of blood and flesh and tears and love, but you know it's true when he says he doesn't want to;

That truth doesn't make the wounds hurt any less.

Yet despite this; Pure Vanilla believes, without even a fraction of a doubt;

That truth is the most important virtue.

[lohotine]

``Truth.``

Pure Vanilla x GN! Reader

(!) Angst, not proofread (!)

Burden:

"A load, typically a heavy one."

Yet, he is forced to bear it regardless.

Pure Vanilla thinks; if he is to represent truth, shouldn't he tell you how he feels?

Shouldn't he tell you how his heart beats for you and only you?

How his very being exists to love you?

Wouldn't that be the truth?

Every day, he is reminded of how loving you has made him feel like you've made flowers grow in his lungs.

And though they are beautiful,

He cannot breathe anymore.

So he often asks himself,

"Why must I remain silent?"

And when he turns to face you, and sees how your face lights up when you see that other person,

He understands fully.

It is the truth.

It's the truth how, at every moment of every day, his thoughts are plagued by you.

It's the truth how, whenever he enters a crowd, the one person he hopes to find is you.

It's the truth how, whenever he sees a beautiful flower in his garden, his first thought is to give it to you.

All of this is the truth:

But it simply isn't your truth to bear.

You are everything that he could ever want!

Yet, nothing that he could ever have.

Pure Vanilla is aware how telling you how he feels would destroy you.

You care about him so much, and it would place a great burden on your shoulder to know you cannot return it.

Simply because your heart already beats for another person.

And he loves you too much to place you in that much distress.

It's not like it's your fault that you don't love him back.

If anything, it's his fault for falling in love in the first place.

So instead, he'll simply say nothing at all.

He will stay silent.

Even if it ruins him.

After all, it isn't a lie if he doesn't tell, right?

In the end, it's still the truth.

It's just...

His truth.

Not yours.

He thinks;

I will still love you

Even from a distance

Even in the arms of another.

[lohotine]

AN: Wrote this at 1 A.M.. Might be a Lil funky.

Pure Vanilla x Reader

Oneshot

Warnings: Drunk reader

-Sober-

You, in an attempt to seem cool, chugged a bunch of alcohol at a party.

You are also a lightweight.

This did not end well.

Currently, Pure Vanilla was helping you stand up straight and leading you back to your room.

Luckily, he was actually sober. (Unlike you.)

"You're so handsome today," You'd blurt out unknowingly.

Pure Vanilla's face would flush a light pink, and the flower on his staff spun around slightly. Though, he continued walking nonetheless.

"Ah, t- thank you.." He'd mumble with a smile ever so slightly noticeable on his face.

"I wish you'd just kiss me already~" you'd whine, face also flushed. In your case however, it was from the alcohol.

"You're much too drunk. We should get you to your room," Pure Vanilla explained, averting his gaze from you.

"And then you'll give me a kiss there?"

He chuckled slightly.

"Sure.."

And so, Pure Vanilla would walk you up a few more stairs and then you'd both be infront of your room.

Once the both of you entered, you immediately began to cling to Pure Vanilla's arm.

"Can I have my kiss now?" You asked needily.

He only smiled before taking hold of your chin and looking at you dreamily.

He closed his eyes and you closed yours. A pair of lips pressed against your own. It was sweet, and lips were gentle, yet longing for something more. The kiss would linger for a while before he pulled away.

Pink dusted the blonde's face as he failed to maintain eye contact with you.

How I wish we could do this when you are sober.

He'd think to himself.

"Ah, we really should get you tucked in. Come now." His delicate fingers would lace with your own, and he would walk you towards your bed.

The kiss was enough to keep you quiet, at least for a little while.

Pure Vanilla would lay you down and gently place the blankets over your tired body.

"You should stay with me.." You'd say in a daze.

His face flushed an even deeper crimson.

"I couldn't possibly-" He'd fluster.

"Pleasee?" You made a pouting face.

Pure Vanilla sighed before reluctantly sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I suppose... since you're asking. And you'll probably need help in the morning."

He looked truely angelic when the moonlight hit his soft features. It made such a beautiful sight, especially with the added blush on his face.

"I love you~" You'd coo, pulling him down to lay on the bed next to you.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"I love you too.." He'd say back.

Hopefully you'll still act like this while sober.

That's really all he had been longing for.

[lohotine]

I wonder if you would do a fic for pure vanilla..?

(Maybe with reader ovulating, but pure vanilla is adorably oblivious at first? The rest is up to you?)

AN: I think this took so long bc I couldn't make my mind up about how PV would react to it-?? You can request extra of this if you'd like-

This man is so fucking awesome. I bet he sounds so fucking good in bed. I wish to rail him.

(HELP IM READING THIS THE NEXT DAY. WJAT WAS I ON??? 🤯🤯)

(Also got a lil help from @vkxiraa on this one as well. Honestly such an amazing writer!!)

Pure Vanilla x Reader

Oneshot (1/2)

Warnings: Swears, suggestive topics

-Unaware-

A calming spring breeze flows through the open window of the castle, allowing the luxurious royal-blue curtains to flow freely.

Pure Vanilla was sitting on a couch, peacefully reading pages from an old book.

Clinging to his sleeve was you; and boy were you a mess.

Just imagine it:

Tugging on those luscious blonde locks, the beautiful sounds he would make, and the blush that would cover his innocent little face.

Each little visual made your heart beat that much faster, and turned you into even more of dazed and lustful mess.

"Oh my Pure Vanilla, it is quiet breezy today. You look cold... would you like to use me as a blanket?"

You had a small smile on your face, along with a glint of mischief in your eyes.

Pure Vanilla, on the other hand, seemed very perplexed.

"Ah, I'm not cold. And if I were, I do not think you'd be the best blanket, love!" Pure Vanilla would laugh innocently before going back to reading his book.

Yet another failed attempt.

It seemed that no matter what hints you'd give, or what pick up lines you would recite, your lover would be all too unaware to realize the true meaning behind any of them.

Maybe.. you would have to be more direct?

Yes, that seems good! More physical contact, along with more sensual touches. Would he get the hint then?

You really just needed him to fulfill this craving you were harboring.

You just needed him to fulfill you.

You cupped the side of his face and brought him to look at you.

"Do you need something?" Pure Vanilla asked you sweetly.

There it was. The wonderful blush that spread across his face.

You could never forget this pure, precious, beautiful look...

"I need... you."

He averted his gaze from you and onto the floor nearby.

"Well, I'm right here so-"

There was a misunderstanding again.

Sometimes you wonder if he secretly liked seeing you get like this, and was simply leading you on.

You'd cut him off. "No, I mean I need you. You get it, don't you?"

Pure Vanilla's face burned a bright crimson as you left a lingering touch on his side, moving closer to him.

"You'll help me satisfy these feelings, won't you love?"

Pure Vanilla would let out a hitched breath before nodding slightly.

"Y- yes.."

《☆》 Fin

[lohotine]

Pure Vanilla x GN! Reader.

ONESHOT

Warnings: Very very small angst? I don't think it even counts as angst, tbh. And it's not proof read

-Dance-

"Greetings, old friend! It's been a while since we have last talked, and I do miss the ways we would chat the days away. Are you busy? I would hope not. That would be most unfortunate, since I'm hosting a grand party at my kingdom! You are one of few friends that I've invited with a handwritten letter. I do hope you enjoy it! The party and the letter, I mean. I hope to see you there. Maybe we can catch up? Oh and, I do hope we can continue being friends for a very long time.

-Sincerely, Pure Vanilla Cookie."

Your old friend Pure Vanilla was hosting a grand celebration, and everyone was invited. He even gave you a handwritten letter and eveything. It was going to be a large ball, where there would be music, food, and laughter. You couldn't wait for it to begin, though, you couldn't help but feel your heart sink at the words 'friend.' He thought of you as just that, a friend.

You thought of him as so much more, though.

Holyberry Cookie went shopping with you beforehand for some new outfits. You settled on a very fancy outfit that Hollyberry said looked nice on you.

There was also a small bracelet that Pure Vanilla gave you a while back. You decided to wear it, thinking it completed the outfit.

Before you knew it, it was already 8:00 P.M., the appointed time of the party.

How has time passed so quickly? You would ask yourself as you stood before the large gates.

Everything was so prestine and perfect, as expected of Pure Vanilla. He himself was rather perfect, wasn't he? All beautiful and kind. How did he even become friends with someone like you? Oh well, it doesn't realy matter.

When you entered the gates of the kingdom, you could already see floods of couples and people.

That's right, people don't usually come to parties alone. They usually come with someone they love.

Someone you love.

I have someone I love.

But do they love me back?

It's been a while since I last saw him..

You'd be thinking these thoughts to yourself as you walked into the main ballroom.

It was perfect in here as well.

The light bounced off of every wall in a way that made the whole room glow. The stained glass windows were all polished, and the floor was spotless.

He's way out of my league.

The chandelier hung enchantingly from the roof, and the tables were full of only the most exquisite foods.

And then of course, there was him. The center of attention, the heart of the party, the beloved ruler, Prune Vannila.

He was just talking to some guests, wearing that soft and inviting expression on his face while making small talk look so easy. He would smile, and laugh, and listen.

But most importantly, he looked so happy.

You'd look down at the invitation in your hand and sigh.

He would never love me.

You turned around and headed for a balcony. It was the same balcony that you and Pure Vanilla would always go to, and talk on. It was a nice place, and it was also a place where you could escape the party.

You'd rest your arms on the railing and look up at the sky. It was filled with stars, each spinning and sparkling in its own unique way. You wondered if Pure Vanilla would like them.

"Here you are. I saw you walking away from the party, and I had a feeling you'd be here," said a voice. You recognized it immediately.

"Pure Vanilla? I thought you were still talking to the guests.."

"I was, but when I saw you, I couldn't help myself! It's been much too long." He would say with a smile and he stood next to you.

"It has been a while... How have you been?"

"Ah, I don't mean to sound snobby or ungrateful, but everything was rather boring." He would pause for a moment. "I'm much happier now that you're here." He'd say.

You couldn't help but smile as well. "I'm much happier too."

There was a nice silence as the two of you looked up at the stary sky.

"Hey, I know this is a pretty random request, but.." he would hold out his hand.

He was wearing the bracelet as well. Just like he said he would.

"May I have this dance?" He asked, with a much more nervous smile this time.

You would put your hand in his. "Of course."

He would place his other hand on your waist, and you'd put your other hand on his shoulder. The music, though noticeably softer, could still be heard from the ballroom.

You two danced like this once before, but it was a long time ago. You wanted to learn how to dance, and he taught you.

At the time you weren't the best, but he didn't care. He just liked dancing with you.

"You've gotten better." He would say before twirling you around.

"I wanted to be good enough for the next time we met.." You'd say as you let Pure Vanilla guide your body through the dance.

"So you've been looking forward to this dance then?"

You nodded your head.

"I have as well..."

He would close his eyes as he recited the steps perfectly.

"You're wearing our bracelet." You'd say.

"Of course! I never lie." Pure Vanilla would pause for moment. "Except for one thing, actually."

You would tilt your head to the side curiously, awaiting an explanation.

"In the letter, I said I wanted us to stay friends for a long time. That was a lie though."

You felt your heart sink once again.

Was he trying end this friendship?

You weren't the best, but to just end it so suddenly?

"What do you mean-?" You would ask in a shaky voice. You didn't want to cry during this party, but if he continued on like this, you just might.

"Don't take it like that. That's not what I meant." He would say. "What I meant was... I want us to become more than friends." Pure Vanilla explained.

What did he just say? More than freinds?

"Don't make jokes like that." You'd say coldly.

"It's not a joke. I am being serious. I've always wanted to have you as my lover. Ever since our first dance together." He'd say.

"Then..." youd pause, and there was a suspenseful silence.

"Then I want to be more than friends as well.." you would finally spit out.

Pure Vanilla would let out a sigh of relief before smiling.

"Then please, my love, let us dance until the sun rises once again."

[lohotine]

Request: can you make White lily as shadow milk cookie and Fem!reader as a loyal servant to White lily

Pure vanilla,hollyberry,golden cheese and Dark cacao is gonna see this and Say NNNNOOOOO!!!(ded💀)

AN: When you say White Lily as Shadow Milk, I think you're talking about like.. possession? So like, shadow milk is using White Lily's body? If this isn't what you meant, I'm sorry 🙏 If you want, you can request again and ill work on another one. Um but.. I think I did an okay job... enjoy ☆

White Lily as Shadow Milk Cookie x Fem! Servant

Oneshot (headcanons below)

Warnings: Def not canon, slight remarks of possessiveness

-Devotion-

The purist white hair, a dedicated heart, and the feint smell of Liles. Those were the feature of the person before you. This person should have been her; One of the Ancient Heros, and yet, that was not the case. This was somebody else... A certain blue jester of decite.

You knew this, and yet you still followed them so willingly, and so blindly. Was it because of the promise to rule the world... or was it for some other reason?

"Oh button, are you ready?" The person would ask.

White Lily was known for her violet eyes, the ones that held a passion for protecting all of cookie kind. This person was lacking that, though.

These eyes were an electric and sky blue, and the only things behind them was the hope to see the world burn.

And, it was in that moment that you finally realized why you would follow Shadow Milk like this.

It was because of the way he could make your heart flutter, like no other person had been able to.

"I am," You'd respond while taking White Lily's hand.

The cookie would smile at you with that crazed expression before appearing on a stage with you.

"I know that all of you have been waiting to see the star of the show, and here I am at last!"

White Lily would do a bow dedicated towards the audience.

That audience being the four other Ancient Heros.

Discussion between the others would begin to stir. Some were filled with feat, other hate, and a few, utter confusion.

Pure Vanilla knew who was on stage instantly, and he would look at you with a concerned look. "That person is not White Liliy," He'd explain.

Of course, you were already aware of this.

"Oh dearest dove-" White Lily would say while taking your hand.

"Are you ready to test your devotion?"

《☆》 Fin

Headcanons

You were originally loyal to White Lily

And you noticed the change in behavior and eye color immediately

He saw something special in you and decided to keep you around

Was very glad he did because you're amazing!

Calls you things like dove, doll, button, dear, devotee

Probably likes to dance with you

Like, box steps and things like that

You have to listen to his rants about the other ancients

Hated P.V in particular

100% manipulates you

Uses sweet talk to get what he wants

Will complain if you don't play dolls with him

The ancients have to lose.

[kalopses-sonderes]

haha i had a dream where i dressed various cookies in tiny crochet accessories, like hats, capes, booties, etc. Figured id tell you and let you do with that what you will. (although besides the theme, i only remember Red Velvet in a matching rainbow cape, hat and boots, so theres that, lol)

“Red velvet~”

Since some of the cookies were transported into your home and were about 2-3 inches tall You were crocheting them some tiny clothes to wear. You got a little carried away and made red velvet a rainbow set! He was hiding from you, hoping to not wear the rainbow set.

“Red Velvet, bakers calling for you.” Pure vanilla says. He was also helping you search for Red velvet. He had on a matching crochet bracelet with you.

“Shh!” Red Velvet whisper yells.

“Hm? Why are you hiding from baker? Is it a game of hide n seek?” Pure Vanilla asked confused.

Red Velvet lies and says yeah, he just doesn’t want to be covered in rainbow. Pure Vanilla walks away chuckling.

Not to long after you found red velvet.“Boo!” You scare Red velvet. You picked him up and put him in your palm. “I finished the set!”

You place him on the kitchen counter and pull the set out, he looks so angry. You made him the rainbow outfit because he got his original outfit dirty so he need something new to wear. Red velvet runs to the other side of counter away from you.

“Come on Red velvet, If you wear this, I’ll wash your original outfit and give it back. Im just tryna help!” You walk over to him as he hides behind the paper towels.

“Mm.. Fine.”

~after he changes~

“Haha! You Look so cute!” Red velvet was now blinged out in rainbow.

“Hm, whats going on?” Pure vanilla says tapping on your leg.

You pick him up and place him on the counter.

“Oh!” Pure Vanilla tried to hold in his laugh but failed.

“Dont you dare laugh at me Pure vanilla..” Red velvet whispers.

You took a photo of rainbow red velvet and made it your wallpaper.

“Im not sure why your laughing pure vanilla.” Red velvet points at the other rainbow suit you had in your hands. “Your next!”

Pure vanilla looks at you and see the rainbow dress you had. “B-Baker, we can talk about this!” Pure vanilla backs up.

…

Now they both are in all rainbow outfits and extremely pouty. Could this day get any better.

[kalopses-sonderes]

Pure Vanilla

“My love? Are you in here?” Pure Vanilla says as he cracks the door open to your shared room.

You’re laying in bed half awake, you sigh to let him to know your here.

“Oh? My love are you tired? sorry to wake you I’l go-”

“No.. Come backk..” You sleepily say. “Im not tired..” you started to slur your words. “not.. tired…” your words are getting quieter by the second.

“Please dear, go back to bed.” Pure Vanilla is standing in the doorway trying to block as much light from the hallway as he can.

“Come overr…” You try to look at pure vanilla but your eyes a half way shut.

Pure vanilla gives in, he walks in and shuts the door. He walks to the bed. The moonlight makes you more visible to him. He lifts the covers and climbs in. He holds you close as you drift off to sleep, whispering sweet nothings into your hair.

He woke you up with breakfast in bed, you didn’t remember what happened last night but Pure Vanilla has been smiling and blushing all morning.

Dark Cacao

Dark cacao gave you money and told you to entertain yourself outside of the castle.

You were upset, all you wanted to do is spend time with your husband instead of be around a few guards and have to go shopping for hours.

“Mrs, Dark Cacao has requested you come home now.” one of the guards say.

“Finally.. Lets go.”

You take a carriage back to the castle. When you arrive you left the carriage fast to go to the front door, leaving your bodyguards to handle your bags.

“Dark Cacao! how could you force me out-…. of the.. house…” you walked in the castle to see the place decorated head to toe. But no one was in sight.

You walked up the stairs to one of the corridor’s. It was also decorated in your favorite things. you walk to your room and see a dress/suit in your favorite color and fabric type. theres was posted note next it telling you to wear the outfit and then go down stairs. You decided to listen to it and put the outfit on. there were so many parts to the outfit and took you atleast an hour to figure it out. You head down the stairs, then the lights go off, the darkness was inviting becuase you didnt what you were gonna see. You hear running all around you. Then someone grabs your hand and starts leading you somewhere. Now the darkness wasnt as inviting.

Then, the running stopped, the person leasing you somewhere stopped. All was quiet. Then the licks turn on, you see the castle staff, cookies from the kingdom and cookies friends from distance lands. They all yelled congratulations, but you didnt know why. the person leading you around was your husband, Dark Cacao.

“What’s going on?” you say as you look up at him.

“What do you mean? its our celebration for being married for a half a year, doesnt everyone do this?” he said confused.

He had the spirit but not the right timing.

[kalopses-sonderes]

Imagine the cookies with a y/n baker who wanders into the forest and always comes back with the craziest things! Like they wander off without cookies noticing, cookies panicking, then baker comes back with like a bag full of crystals they found or a bunch of sugar cubes they found or they sometimes bring back creatures like cake hounds they had unknowingly accidently kidnapped from red velvet's pack.....and then imagine one day...like the cookies are searching high and Low for baker (any cookie ya wanna use in this scenario) and basically what would happen in this one would basically be...curious how ya would do it and excited to see it, love your writing:

Cookie of your choice: ah y/n, finally I found you...

Y/n: I went on an adventure again!

Cookie of your choice: *knows exactly what this means* ok baker...what did you bring this time?

*suddenly they hear large footsteps....and (pitaya or cake) dragon suddenly raises its head from the forest and roars!*

Y/n: A NEW FRIEND!

Aaaand then cookie reacts to baker somehow bringing home a FREAKING DRAGON! XD

Imma go off the the y/n bringing a dragon to the kingdom.

Y/n was petting the dragon like it was a normal house pet. Chiffon was right behind her rubbing against their leg.

”B-baker? What are you doing!?” Pure vanilla ran up to you and pulled you away from the dragon which the responded with a dragon growled.

“What do you mean? I was just petting my new friend?”

Pure Vanilla started to pull you away too the castle. “There dangerous!”

Once you were at the castle he took you to your room to have a chat about these friends…

“Baker i think you should just stay in the kingdom.” Pure vanilla said nervously. “ Your gonna get hurt if you dont!”

“I’ll be fine! Ive ment many new friends.” Baker giggled.

“Um.. Maybe just stick to being friends with cookies? Haha…” Pure vanillas heart was racing. he would never disagree or god forbid, argue with baker.

“Oh.. Like Dark enchantress? I met her yesterday! she wants me to come over for tea-” baker was cut off.

Dark enchantress?! Baker you cannot be around them!” Pure vanillas on his knees in front of you, tears pooling in his eyes. Its hard for him to argue with you. “Huh? Why?”

“They arent good, they are using you baker..” pure vanillas head is resting in your lap. He continues to explain why you shouldnt be around dark enchantress.

[kalopses-sonderes]

idea number two that i have thrown in this ask, writers block is an absolute BITCH. self aware crk same settings as last, but eclair // PV // madeline OR your choice of 2-3 favorite cookies get pampered by their queen for doing an exceptionally good job that day! getting to lay their head in her lap and take a nap after a tiring day of trying to impress, knowing they have Finally, finally done it.. cute

this is a lovely request 🛐

Eclair

“you did such a good job today eclair.” You whispered as eclair was dozing off to to sleep with his head in you lap, hat laying the floor next to him.

you both were in his museum, he grading paper for his classes for hours without a break. He was mentally and physically tired. To have his baker pamper him and tell him how good he was made him want to cry(which he did.)

Pure Vanilla

youre petting his head with one hand holding his chin up to look at you as you whisper sweet nothings to him. all he could do was blush and mumble things to you as he was drifting off to sleep.

you gently lifted your hand from his to lay his head comfortably on your lap. His blond hair slightly covered his eyes, light snorring could be heard from him. He does so much for the kingdom, and this is the only payment he needs and wants.

Madeline

Instead of his head laying on your lap, your both cuddling on the coach, the moon projecting the only light as you whisper how good hes doing. He went to sleep faster than the rest, but he did so much today.

he worked his ass off to impress you, but they all ended up failing and your attention going to something else, well thats what he thinks. Really, other cookies kept dragging you away to so something, you would have patted his back and told him it was ok to mess up. But you never got that chance till now. his head sits in the crook of your neck while having a good grip on you, not wanting you to taken away from him ever again.