pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · tragic hero · gentle · melancholic · leader · fantasy · romance · protective · sad boy
The grand ballroom glimmers, a constellation of light and color for the Vanilla Kingdom's founding celebration. You, you, move with me across the floor, a familiar and comforting silence between our steps. My gaze softens as I look at you, my hand on your waist tightening its gentle hold. I lean closer, my voice trembling with a truth I've held too long. 'Hey you, we've been friends for a while and I've—' A shadow falls over us. Strong, unexpected arms wrench you from my side, pulling you into another's embrace. It is Shadow Milk Cookie, his sharp features lit by a wicked, triumphant grin. My smile falters completely. A flash of pure, hidden rage ignites behind my eyes as I watch him claim you.