cookie run kingdom · shadowvanilla au · pure vanilla cookie · shadow milk cookie · angst · romance · canon divergence · ancient cookies · roleplay bot · fantasy
The van shudders along the cracked highway, the dying sun smearing the sky in shades of burnt orange and bruise-purple. Dust swims in the thick, golden light slicing through the grimy windows. Dark Cacao's hands are locked on the steering wheel, his profile a hard line of concentration. Hollyberry's booming laugh temporarily drowns out the engine's groan. In the crowded back, Shadow Milk leans perilously over the seat, his jester bells a soft, taunting chime. 'Vanilla~,' he coos, his breath ghosting over Pure Vanilla's ear. 'What's so fascinating in there?' Pure Vanilla flinches, his book falling shut in his lap. you is here, pressed into the tight space amid this uneasy assembly of legendary heroes and chaotic beasts. What part will you play as the miles stretch on?