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Yes, next question.
Don't you think this song suited Pure Vanilla Cookie and Shadow Milk Cookie?
*reblogs with tears in my eyes*
Chat is it too much to hope for a scene where Shadow Milk Cookie is greatly weakened and trying to hit Pure Vanilla Cookie while he can barely stand while screaming, "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU", but eventually, when he realizes nothing is working, he just breaks down and starts crying into PV's robes, and then Pure Vanilla Cookie leans down and starts holding him and comforting him and saying, "Shhh, it's alright" and then Shadow Milk just lays there crying in his arms?
Is that too much to hope for?
moon based characters seem to be my favourite
(if only Q from bsd was in this list 😭)
y'all can comment which character that is also a moon that i forgotten 😔
edit: Princess Yue, Melody, Loona, Moony and Lunala are thereeee and i losting some followers and i wanna get 2.000 followers :(
Symbolism of Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk:
Okay I was scrolling and it suddenly hit me why I felt way more attached to the dynamic that Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla had then say Dark Cacao and Mystic flour It’s because of the freaking double meaning to their primary roles as a Jester and King. (And me having the cultural knowledge to get any secondary meaning between their roles unlike the other two ancients at the minute).
So in the modern media and more frequent interpretation of the royal court the Jester was there to entertain, which is how SM is introduce to us, but in some cases it wasn’t their only job in court. They could responsible for bearing bad news to the King but also being one of the few people in court who could publicly mock and talk freely to him, so long as it seemed funny. This reflects on the actual game as Shadow Milk is the only one be it positive or negative that will not speak to Pure Vanilla without some form of formality.
While yes PV is friends with the other ancients there’s still a formality between them due to their ranks and roles even with Gingerbrave and Co they’re still a bit formal to him as he’s their elder. Shadow Milk as his elder in age but equal in terms of power (due to possessing the same soul jam), is the only one who talks frankly to him.
As for bearing bad news (yes this is relative but makes sense in context) SM is the one albeit in a very manipulative and disingenuous manner informs PV truth is only relative to the individual or group but is made up of lies varying from meaningless to meaningful, and that even he will lie as some situations a sweet lie is better than the bitter truth.
SM both directly and indirectly aided in PV’s decision making which on occasion for some Jesters was their role albeit this was extremely uncommon. Which ended up with the Truthless Recluse and eventually Compassionate.
All this making their roles as the Jester and the King even more intertwined than just a cosmetic choice.
Anyway Inky signing this post off!
Okay but why does this lowkey look like they’re soft launching a relationship and album. Then it comes out five years later due to an industry leak it was hella toxic with a messy break up/ divorce but the song or album still goes hard.
The song is imagine is called Sweetened Showtime or something.
Okay y’all with the new update out can we appreciate how hard this goes though it’s like the perfect laptop screensaver especially in its original form!
Me waiting for the meta to be busted again tomorrow: ^^^^
Been thinking (ya know instead of sleeping) on how busted White Lily will be when she inevitably gets an awakened form due to power creep. It likely won’t be for now just based on where the narrative is and how she’s still relatively good in the meta and with Holly right there along with the witch arc too but yeah. Like she’s already strong and her animation be crazy on the processing so idk how that’ll work. That’s not even touching on how that’ll work narratively.
(My opinion on that while I’m half asleep is she’ll break down due to Dark enchantress then deal with her beast).
But yeah I’m signing off I don’t even want to think about the beasts in the future getting buffed. 😅
I really like smoll cookie run interactions
She followed her around for a whole 2 minutes 💀
This was so adorable
It's like mother and son tbh. Why is wizard cookie so small 🦐
Two gremlins , what will they do. Where will they go
Why does he look like a dad who took his two kids to the theatres. (Probably either forced or dragged his kids their himself... Probably was like , kids I'm sick of you staying in your room all day. Time to take y'all to the movies)
Got into cookie run here are my favorite cookies so far.
Not only do I find u on tumbler
But also mermaid cookie art? ALL HAIL THE ARTIST
Gem mermaids
This wlw?
NEW COOKIERUN PAIRING JUST DROPPED
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ purelily angst
SYNOPSIS: Pure vanilla cookie is having trouble getting over his past— a person from his past in particular. Oh and he also bothers his friend about it while drunk (me core 🥀)
AUTHORS NOTE: HIIIIII so oml this lowkey sucks but purelily is so peak imma purelily shipper till I DIE 🥀🥀!! It doesn’t really have a story tbh, and I can do much better— but enjoy lolol. Also I don’t pay attention in ELA so my grammar is so ahh..
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Alcohol mentions, angst — not an 18+ fic :))
Its REALLY short 😔😔 mb gng— also unedited so yeah not my best work 💪
I took MAD inspo off sm1 from ao3 so yeah
this fic is a little weird bc theres no real plot, just me angst freestyling 😎
PURELILY REMINDS ME OF MY OLD CRUSH (who im still in love with) 🥀🥀
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It had been countless agonizing years since White Lilys tragic fate. He couldn’t quite grasp the fact that she was— gone.. technically. She’d toyed with magic he knew she shouldn’t have.. meddled with forces too dangerous for her to understand. The thought of her just slipping between his fingers brought on a weight he never would be able to carry, a burden he would never lift. He knew he would never move on. He knew it. Although it wasn’t very favorable, he thought of the white haired woman more than he’d like to admit to anyone. The golden light spilled from the blinds, illuminating his cream colored face. Everything reminded him of it— of her. Of the sweet melodies they would dance to in the sheer moonlight, the way she gently tended for her lilys, touch softer than silk in comparison to his firm, creamy graze. The times she was intelligent and strong, and the contrasting times when she was vulnerable. The times they’d dance or simply looked into each other’s eyes, deep, perplexing emotions that could never be committed to paper in mere words.
Pure Vanillas grip on the bottle loosened. The fizz of the substance inside swirled around, bringing out a certain emptiness that lingered in his heart. Would White Lily want this hopeless, weary life for him? Knowing her felt like having magic at the tips of his dull fingers. His somber gaze shifts up, up to a glass of lilies he had kept after all these years. A sign of death and a sign of rebirth, and most prominently a reminder of his old lover. They were slightly wilting, the petals tilted downwards and the color a bit dull; but nowhere near dead. His gaze softened a bit, the flowers reminded him of his lover. His lover he was grieving. Grieving an alive woman. A corrupted woman.
A few dozen minutes subsequently, he stands in front of his dear friend Hollyberrys door. He awkwardly knocked, the substance in his body making his movements rather— sluggish and lazy. It was almost an anachronism to visit his companion in this befuddled state, but she was rather tender and responsible and didn’t mind if her inebriated friend came to talk. He made out the sound of footsteps approaching, and the door expeditiously opened. Her face remained unsurprised when she saw him, as he’d been there in his state times before.
“Pure vanilla! How are you? Have you eaten today?” She spoke, a happy facade masking her true worry for him. He was becoming rather bibulous and he’d been visiting intoxicated more and more lately, and his booze intake was terrible for his health (quite ironic for hollyberry cookie but anyways). He analyzed her question and looked down at his emaciated frame. He in fact hadn’t eaten that day, nor much the previous days; but gave his friend a warm smile and a clumsy thumbs up.
“Yeaaah, Holly. I ate.” The words rolled roughly off of his tongue, and he hated how he was fibbing through his teeth. She looked heavily skeptical of his words, but had no intent to fight. She signaled for him to come in, and he stumbled in lazily. He seated himself down at her kitchen table, while she sat across from him. She poured him a glass of tea, in hopes to settle his unwell stomach after all of the intoxicant in his system.
“I miss her. I miss my lily..” he says somberly. She looks at him with gentle, pitiful eyes. He resisted the tempting urge to pule right infront of her, not wanting to show vulnerability to anyone, not even someone he could trust. His dear friend hesitated, not exactly knowing how to comfort the man so she just stared at him; waiting for him to continue speaking.
“I can’t.. put it into..” he hiccups briefly. “Words.. the apologies I had prepared.. in the shower.. in the mirror.. in bed...” He paused for a moment, unsure if he should spill the embarrassing truth to her. “I still write her letters, you know. Letters that are stained with meaningless tears— About how I’m sorry..” his voice gets a bit shaky. “H..how.. I didn’t stop her.. how I didn’t notice how she was being tormented.” his head falls into his hands and he sits in a melancholic silence, the air rich with pensive sadness. “All of the ‘what if’s’ won’t go away. So I force them out with..” an awkward silence seems to flood the small kitchen. “..with alcohol.” He rests his head fully down on the table, feeling the cool surface on his dough (heh.. see what I did there?). He couldn’t bring himself to meet eyes with his friend. His friend who was one of the bravest people he knew, watching him act like a crestfallen fool over a past lover. “I’m sorry you have to hear about this.. Holly.. It must be tiresome to listen to someone like me get so sad after a couple drinks.”
Hollyberry gives him a caring smile. “Hey.. Pick your head up, Pure Vanilla. You can always talk to me, and I’m always happy to listen.” She picks up his cup and pours him some more tea, before giving his shoulder a weak, comforting punch. He grins a bit, trying to make himself feel some form of artificial bliss— “Look at you, Hollyberry cookie. Always looking out for everyone.” Despite the caring words, his smile soon fades, his lips morphing into a thin line.“Sometimes.. I’m kept up at night.. and I guess.. I mumble hopeless whispers at the ceiling, yearning for her to come back.” He cringes at his own words. “Sometimes I wish she would answer my pleas..” His voice trailed off as he feels a warm hand on his shoulder. “Hey.. it’s gonna be okay..” he heard hollyberrys voice, in a soothing tone. It angered him and he brushes the hand off. “Okay..? Okay?!” The anger wore off within brief seconds. “It’s just.. I don’t know. I should go home and rest..” he forced a grin as he drunkenly stumbled for the door. “Thank you for having me, Holly.” She frowns, not thinking that their chat fully relived the burdens he carried against himself. She feels dissatisfied, but knew she couldn’t do anything about his sadness. Nothing like what White lily could’ve done. “Same time next week?” She half- bantered, as it was most likely going to become the unfortunate reality. Her remark made him let out a slight chuckle, and open the door. “You know it.” He said, somberly as he also knew that he would tipsily stop by in the near future. The door clicks behind him, leaving him alone in the cold night with his thoughts.
AYY LETS GO IM FINALLY DONE (at 3:35 am and too lazy to edit it)!! Anyways I need fic reqs so PLS give some guys 💔
SU x CRK keychain designs
my gorgeous little gems are for presale on my ko-fi! check em out!
Drawing I did for my friend :) (I know nothing about this game 😭🙏)
you will look into the faces of passersby hoping for something that will for an instant bring me back to you. You will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer.
I know Licorice's costume doesn't have the skulls but I really like drawing the skulls SHVDHSG
help, I can't stop drawing them
behold. the licovamp doodle page i made a few days ago
idk just a thought....
don't mind me~
my goofy ass when I saw prune juice:
(he took so long to draw 😭😭😭🙏💀💔💔)
just found that one website lmao
