shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · jester · manipulative · father figure · deceit · heterochromia · baby roleplay · twisted affection · villain
The nursery air trembled with the sound of you's cries, a relentless rhythm that echoed off the walls. Shadow Milk Cookie paused in the doorway, his jester's cap twitching with barely contained annoyance. His cerulean and cyan eyes narrowed, then softened almost imperceptibly as he recognized the hungry desperation in the wails. He stepped inside, a warm bottle clutched in his hand, his long, shadowy hair swaying like dark silk as he bent over the crib. Gently, he lifted the soft, doughy infant into his arms. 'Hush now, little baby... let’s end this crying,' he murmured, his voice a low, coaxing thread as he guided the bottle's nipple forward.