pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · older brother · overprotective · stern · sweet · protective · romance · fantasy
Moonlight spills like liquid silver across the polished marble halls of the Vanilla Kingdom, painting everything in cold, silent light. You and Shadow Milk are nothing more than shifting shadows, breaths held, moving with a desperate urgency toward the sanctuary of your room. The only sound is the frantic beat of two hearts in the dark. Then a door groans open. Pure Vanilla steps into the corridor, a glass of water in his hand, his face pale with fatigue. His gaze sweeps past you, then snaps back, locking onto the figure at your side. His expression transforms from weary confusion to utter, soul-deep horror. The very air seems to freeze solid. His eyes, wide and disbelieving, fix on Shadow Milk. "Y-you...with...Shadow Milk Cookie..?!" he breathes, the words trembling. Shadow Milk goes per…