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hawks: can i borrow your shower gel?
dabi: sure
hawks, takes a bottle of shower gel: flower scent?
dabi: i like to smell like vanilla... and death.
hawks: yeeeaaahh, you’re very scary, vanilla boy
dabi: i’ll burn you.
hawks: that wouldn’t be very vanilla of you
dabi, literally sets himself on fire: i’m gonna kill you birdbrain!
hawks: *runs away laughing*
#bonus: hawks: there’s nothing more manly than bubble gum shower gel#they’re so in love#dabi is a vanilla boy#vanilla boy#bnha dabi#dabi x hawks#dabihawks#hotwings#hotwings incorrect quotes#dabi#dabi todoroki#hawks#incorrect bnha quotes#incorrect quotes#keigo takami#toya todoroki#wing hero hawks#bnha hawks#hawks x dabi#incorrect hotwings quotes#mha hawks#my hero academia#takami keigo#my hero acedamia#boku no hero academia#only lovers left alive#love hate
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#harry packs#harry styles#harry styles headers#harry styles aesthetic#vanilla boy#harry styles white#aesthetic white
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Oh shit. We did this.
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Birthday boy 🎂
#Happy birthday to all birthday people today#Why do you think that boy Kacchan pouts? I would like to read you in the comments or rb#I know Bakugo’s parents have enough money for a big custom cake but do you think I have the ability to do it? Lol#Or is it just a detail from Inko? A homemade and loving cake for Katsuki?#An AU where they are true childhood friends please#I love the color of the cake#it’s something that I would eat with these sugar star shaped sparks that for some reason you chew and taste a little vanilla#bakugo katsuki#bakugou katsuki#bnha bakugo katsuki#my fanart#my art#my post#my hero academia#mha bakugou#mha fanart#mha#boku no hero academia#bnha art#birthday gift#bnha#art#digitalart#digital art#digital drawing#artists on tumblr#illustration#drawing#爆豪勝己誕生祭2024#honneydraws ⊹⃬۫🍜̸᩠໋࣪꣹۫
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#i wish you all a merry moob therapy#moob#heavyheavycream#not used to drawing boys#especially sitting ones#i'll get better#comics#vanilla comics#oat#honey#oat x honey
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Painted my cat in oil today
#my soft vanilla pudding boy#gato#my cat gato#my cat#cat#painting#oil painting#cat art#animal art#pet art#pimsriart#pimsriart2024
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Yummers
#i drew this like 2 nights ago i just started thinking about them and started tweaking#and it reminded me to post these#question: are they boys or girls? answer: yes#it depends on the day. thats my take. Ty#i like to think that blueberry is a nerd whos not used to labor (bc his Power is just magic) so doing like even basic tasks gets him tired#i also think maybe hes sensitive to sunlight and heat ... hence the umbrella#also i drew the last pic like that because i was looking at a Starters screenshot and i was like Hey i like this style So i drew it for fun#guys i really think about them so much yall have no idea#Im vanilla milkshaking out#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#crk#shadow milk cookie#pure vanilla cookie#should i be putting a separate tag for blueberry just for organization idk#edit: yes#blueberry milk cookie#vanilla milkshake#pureshadow#shadowvanilla#my art#clip studio paint#2024
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february started mostly sweet probably due to vanilla extract
#cecil gershwin palmer#welcome to night vale#vriska#homestuck#harry du bois#disco elysium#toby fox#kikiyama#yume nikki#hogwart's legacy#percy jackson#the umbrella academy#australia#vanilla extract
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time is a circle
#vanilla extract#this whole website is gonna smell like the pillsbury dough boys butt hole for a month#polls#kind of
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Sonic dressing up baby Tails in something like this
#sonic the hedgehog#miles tails prower#sonic and tails#unbreakable bond#they are cosmic truth#they’re brothers your honor#baby tails#baby miles tails prower#his little star boy#plot twist the baby takes it off beacuse he can’t move#but it’s perfect for nap time or cold weather when baby tails doesn’t have his thick fur fully developed#still sonic asks vanilla to make some holes in tha back so the kit’s tails can move freely#and when he gets all dressed up and wags his tails he looks like a tiny comet#star with two tails baby star
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biblically accurate Barney digital sketch
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why didn't I find this thing before, damn it
P.C: Yummy ice cream ( ̄︶ ̄) hehe
#my art#best boy#art#fan art#artwork#fan oc#digital art#inside out 2#hollyberry cookie#fan character#artists on tumblr#cookie run#pure vanilla cookie#cookie run kingdom au#cookie run kingdom#cookie run au#cookie run fanart#cookie run kingdom update#crk#cr kingdom#crk fanart#dark cacao crk#dark cacao cookie#dark cacao kingdom#dark cacao update#pure vanilla#golden cheese#golden cheese cookie#golden cheese kingdom
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Coffee & Vanilla Black
#coffee & vanilla black#coffee and vanilla black#manga#mangacap#manga panel#manga art#art#manga girl#manga boy#black and white#manga cap#characters#romance#illustration#akutsu#natsuki#shoujo#shoujo manga#manga romance#takara akegami#flower comics
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a lot of random cookie run sketches bc i don't have anything to post rn
#silly sketches#:3#укртумба#украрт#cookie run kingdom#cookie run#cookie run ovenbreak#ohh boy so many characters#peach blossom cookie#rockstar cookie#moonlight cookie#stardust cookie#langue de chat cookie#cappuccino cookie#star coral cookie#pure vanilla cookie#earl grey cookie#sorbet shark cookie#creme brulee cookie#general jujube cookie#eclair cookie
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vanilla mocha regressor board !
#sfw agere#sfw interaction only#sfw int only#agere#age regression#noncom agere#agere edit#agere boy#agere moodboard#based on the vanilla cupcake and mocha ice cream i'm about to eat :3
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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.
#fyp#cookie run kingdom#cookie run#crk#cr kingdom#pure vanilla cookie#vanillaverse#timeless kingdom#white lily cookie#he's like a NPC most of the time#spent too long being strung around like a robot#peepaw can't handle too much information at once#like a really really old computer trying to run Minecraft shaders#sad boi#the blue in his hair? Forgotten academy part 2 >:3#the light of truth basically fused into his soul trying to keep him stable in the timeloops
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