Fics Written in the Stars

First topic, I wanna talk about the Purelily shippers who have a “holier than thou” mentality around it. Now before I continue, please keep in mind I ADORE Purelily (when it’s queerplatonic.), anyways. The reason I find Purelily a hard ship to be super engaged with, is simply because of how their ideologies rarely contradict eachother, this sounds silly but hear me out.

if the two of them were in a relationship (let’s use a romantic relationship for example here), neither would really grow from it. I’m bad at explaining every single point but like. They just wouldn’t grow from it.

now I’d like to contrast this point using the ship ShadowVanilla, which I also adore (usually I prefer romantic shadowvanilla, but all shadowvanilla is good shadowvanilla.). I think one of the many reasons it is such an incredibly good ship is the contrast between them, and also the point that’s brought up again and again in the story, truth and deceit NEED to coexist!

I think it’s also an interesting thing to see how they both could grow from a relationship together (even just friendship really), We’ve seen how after even just being together in the spire of deceit, Pure Vanilla was able to learn from it and be a better cookie over all. And if Shadow Milk had someone who truly understood him (cough cough nudge nudge) there’s a chance he could be redeemed, or at the very least he could be doing a little better than right now.

How would sos/ssc in you perspective react to like wlc/moonflower try to sneak away in the middle of the night again — would he carry her back or... hehe

(silentlily drought on ao3 is unreal 💔)

Because of ✨reasons✨ I'm gonna partner Salt of Solidarity with Moonflower and Silent Salt with White Lily

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Salt of Solidarity was woken in the middle of the night by one of his knights at his door. "What is it? Are we needed??" He tried to sound more awake than he was.

"No, Lord Commander, nothing like that. It's..." the knight looked uncomfortable, "It's Lady Commander, sir."

Salt of Solidarity looked back at his bed. How had he not notice his wife was missing??

He shook his head and sighed. This wasn't the first time this had happened, "Right...where is she?"

He got dressed and followed the knight's directions. He rode Nox Black Salt all the way to the Barren's northern border against the sea.

Sure enough, Moonflower, his fae wife, was knelt in the sand, looking between her subject and her sketchbook.

"Easy, Nox." Salt of Solidarity dismounted and gave his steed a few firm pats. He walked over to his wife, who was observing the bioluminescent coral crabs that skittered across the sand.

"Moon?" He called gently.

"The coral crabs only come to the beach once every five years to find more camouflaged shells." Was her answer.

He smiled softly, "And...how long do you think you'll be out here?" he asked.

Moonflower looked up at him, as if she just realized he was actually there. "Salt..." she smiled gently. That same smile he'd fallen in love with.

He allowed her to explain her observations of the crabs, their relationship with their environment, her hypothesis on why their old shells became transparent over time and the need to come ashore for new shells. He sat with her on the beach until her chin dipped down to her chest.

"Come, my Moonflower," he gently scooped her up and she laid her head against his shoulder. "Let me take you home." She didn't argue or protest. She even (sleepily) thanks him and Nox for letting her stay out to watch the crabs.

Salt of Solidarity kept Nox at a slow trot, so as not to wake his wife. Though, once she completely slumped in his arms, he knew she was so deeply asleep that nothing could wake her.

Salt of Solidarity smiled, though he worried that one day his precious wife would wonder too far and he would not find her before something horrible happened.

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Silent Salt glared hard at Charcoal Cookie for interrupting his research on baking magic.

"She's ahh," He grimaced, "Gone out, heh." He laughed nervously.

"Gone out where?" He tried to keep his voice level and calm.

"To the northern beaches." Charcoal pointed. "I tried to stop her, but —,"

"No." Silent Salt squeezed by the tomb keeper, "I will get her." He marched to the stables, furious.

Here they were, meant to be researching ways to stop Dark Enchantress Cookie and the Beasts from gaining any more power, and White Lily decides to just run off!! Unbelievable!

He mounted Nox Black Salt and clicked his tongue to start him off at a full gallop.

The sooner he dragged her home — BACK...the sooner her dragged her back to the castle, the sooner they could end this crescendoing war.

The trip to the beaches was shorter than he remembered, and he pulled Nox to a stop as the waves of the sea came into view.

White Lily was sitting on some driftwood by the edge of the sand, reading something and occasionally looking at the horizon.

"What are you doing?" He demanded.

White Lily jumped a held a hand to her heart, "Crumbs, you frightened me." She exhaled.

Silent Salt recognized the book in her hands, "What. Is that?" He growled.

"I," White Lily puffed out her cheeks defiantly, "Found it in the library." She used a finger to mark her spot and closed the book, "Whoever Moon Salt was, she kept fascinatingly detailed records of all sorts of flora and fauna across the Barrens. There's one in here about the local coral crabs and I wanted to come see for myself."

There were no coral crabs.

They'd gone extinct ages ago.

"Do not." Silent Salt swiped the precious book from her hands — "H-Hey!" — "Take books from the library again."

"I know they're probably fragile, but wouldn't a researcher like Moon Salt want her research to be seen? Followed through? Updated??"

Silent Salt grew angrier with every syllable until he couldn't take it anymore and he threw White Lily up over his shoulder.

"S-SILENT SALT?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! PUT ME DOWN!!" She pounded on his back.

Silent Salt looked down to make sure Moonflower's sketchbook was still secure in his hands, then he marched back over to Nox and threw White Lily onto the back of his saddle. He didn't give her the grace to sit up, just mounted himself and clicked his tongue to set Nox off at a gallop.

White Lily shrieked about how he was insane, and he could feel her squirming and scrambling to try and stay on, but he didn't slow down.

As soon as they got back to the stables, White Lily slipped and fell onto her butt while Silent Salt smoothly dismounted his steed.

"We have work to do." Silent Salt glowered down at White Lily.

She glared right back up at him.

He turned to walk back into the castle.

"Who is Moon Salt?"

He stopped. His fingers flexed around his dead wife's sketch book. Did he tell her? He hadn't spoken about his wife ever since...

No.

It wasn't important to their mission.

He straightened his shoulders and walked back inside without answering her.

Shadow Milk does call Mystic Flour for help with the “sickness” that has gone to Truthless and the twins. That’s when he learns what the sickness really is.

I'm no medical person. I'm just making stuff up bc they're cookies and I got enough medical bs goin on in my life rn

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Mystic Flour pulled her hand back from Pure Starberry's head, "Her fever has broken."

"That's —," Truthless Recluse coughed so hard his eyes began to tear up, "That's good, right?"

Mystic Flour just hummed and moved to the second cradle. She didn't say anything when she pulled her hands back from Starlight Vanilla. In fact, she actually picked him up. He started crying almost immediately.

"W-Wait, what're you —?!" Truthless Recluse tried to get out of bed, but his knees immediately crumpled and Shadow Milk had to catch him.

"Flour?? What's going on?" Shadow Milk asked.

"Whatever infection he got," Mystic Flour nodded to Truthless Recluse, "Seems to have been passed through the breast milk. With her," she nodded to Pure Starberry, "Because she is a fruit dough cookie, her immune system was able to sweat it out." She gently soothed Starlight Vanilla with a dusting of cooling fog magic.

"St-Starlight??" Truthless Recluse asked desperately.

"Because vanilla is a spice and he is a vanilla-doughed cookie, he can't sweat it out."

"But, Nilly —,"

Long May She Reign

Salt Cellar concept doodles :)

(She's innocent. She's innocent, why won't he believe her? If she has to do this to make Shadow Milk believe her, Eternal Sugar will do it.)

Eternal Sugar smiled as her son tried to roll over to catch his half-siblings attention.

"No, no, sweetie." Truthless Recluse scooped up Starlight Vanilla, "We don't get close to Starlight like that."

She frowned, the poor thing was worried sick over his babies. She couldn't blame him.

"Hun, they're fine." Hollyberry tried to reassure him.

"No..." Truthless Recluse shook his head. He laid Starlight Vanilla on his lap and reached for Pure Starberry.

"Ah ah," Shadow Milk held her just out of reach (she giggled and Eternal Sugar swore she saw stars twinkle in her ex husband's hair) "this is daddy-daughter time."

"Please, Shadow Milk!" Truthless Recluse pleaded.

Eternal Sugar looked off and spotted her first born, lingering by the trees, "Black Sapphire!" She calls him over.

Obediently, he walked over and stood by her.

"Hello...mother." He answered cooly.

"Sit with us," She cooed and patted the spot next to her on the picnic blanket, "This is a rare treat!"

Black Sapphire glanced between her and his father, then he glanced at Truthless Recluse and pressed his lips into a thin line, "No, thank you. Stagnation rots the brain." A famous quote she'd heard about a thousand times from her ex husband.

She pouted playfully, "But don't you remember when you were a little cherub? Begging your father and I for a baby sibling?"

Black Sapphire can barely contain the way his eye twitched in disgust, "Hm. Not that I can recall."

"Oh, you remember, right, Blue?" She looked around him to Shadow Milk.

Shadow Milk hummed and grimaced at the memory of their marriage, "Hmm? Oh, yeah. Yes. Right." He nodded and looked up at Black Sapphire, "Asked nearly every day."

"So," Eternal Sugar grabbed his arm and yanked him to sit down, "Sit, enjoy yourself. Now you have three baby siblings."

Wife Swap time!!!

Shark and I got too attached to this crossover, so it now has a name and we are even figuring out plot for this, awful behavior really. I care about these four a lot

What do you think Black Sapphire was up to the hear he was away?

But I imagine in this AU, Silverbell is too frightened by what it would do to his reputation if people knew he was sleeping with the son of the Beast of Deceit, so I imagine he tries to hide their origin.

Fortunately for him, Elder Faerie is in need of heirs...

Pfft 🤭

Shadow Milk getting friend zoned by Pure Vanilla enough times that if he got a coin for every time it happened he could buy half of earthbread.

Introducing him to the other Ancients? "This is my Good Friend Shadow Milk Cookie!"

Someone catches Shadow Milk teasing Pure Vanilla in a flirtatious way and comments on it? "Oh no, I fear me and my Good Friend Shadow Milk Cookie are not in that kind of a relationship!"

Nilla just saying hi to him? "Ah, Shadow Milk Cookie, my Dear Friend!"

Do the kisses they share late at night mean NOTHING!? How about the amount of dinners where they sat in the same chair?! WHY MUST NILLA BE SO CONFUSING, DAMMIT!!

Meanwhile Pure Vanilla thinks the two of them are in a secret relationship, and is desperately trying to keep it secret.

This feels like a sad, bratty bottom Shadow Milk. And that's the best kind imo

*ignore all the bratty top Shadow Milks that I write*

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It becomes a frightfully addictive rhythm for Shadow Milk.

All day he's riled up by this little rejections in the form of "friendship", to the point he feels like he's grinding his fangs down to stubs from clenching his jaw so hard. All day, he catches Nilly staring at him with longing, smiling a little too much at his jokes, barely brushing his hand over the small of his back whenever they're side by side.

And yet, the second someone asks it's, "Ah, my dear friend, Shadow Milk —,"

By the end of the day he's so wound up from rejection after rejection, that when the last door closes for the evening and they're alone at last, he's caught off guard by the king turning and pinning him to the wall.

Shadow Milk doesn't care to learn Pure Vanilla's culture, but he's pretty sure there is no culture in all of Earthbread that dictates pinning your "dear friend" to the wall for desperate kisses.

But...

He also never pushes him away.

If anything, all the tiny rejections throughout the day make him cling to Pure Vanilla more in order to kiss him back with equal fervor.

The soft, breathless, "finally"s and "at last"s make no sense to him, so he just tells Pure Vanilla to shut up and touch him.

Pure Vanilla just grins and obliges, touching places Shadow Milk himself hasn't let someone else touch in eons. He always ends up a panting, trembling mess as Pure Vanilla nips his ear and mumbles, "You've been neglecting yourself, haven't you?" All while his stupid finger taps on his sensitive bud, "Is that because of me? Let me take care of you."

Sometimes they don't even make it to the bed. The desk and floor know more of the contours of their intertwined bodies than the mattress of Pure Vanilla's bed.

And Pure Vanilla pounds every little rejection out of him. Shadow Milk digs his nails into the king's back, hoping to make a mark that tells the stupid half-baked fool that this isn't something friends do with each other.

By the time they're done, they're sweaty, spent, and barely able to lift their limbs in the proper way to carry themselves to the bath.

Shadow Milk never acknowledges his tears mixing with the bubbles in the tub, even when Pure Vanilla wipes or kisses them away. He ignores all the pretty words Pure Vanilla coos in his ear because he knows tomorrow morning he'll be back to holding Shadow Milk at arm's length.

When he's wrapped up and laid in bed, he wants to struggle and fight to get away. He doesn't want to stay. He wants to flee, to get away before morning can come to rip his heart to shreds again.

But then Pure Vanilla lays beside him and continues whispering those pretty little lies and he stays.

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Pure Vanilla isn't sure how much longer he can keep their relationship secret.

Having to keep his hands to himself all day, to push aside his affections when cookies ask, to avoid addressing the melonphant in every room they enter together...it's crumbling him.

But...he knows Shadow Milk doesn't like open displays of affection (he even argues with Pure Vanilla when he says how much he adores and loves him) and he knows how it will look to the newly healed Earthbread if "THE" Pure Vanilla Cookie came out as being in a relationship with "The Ultimate Beast" Shadow Milk Cookie.

So...he'll be patient.

He'll wait until Shadow Milk is ready...

Until Earthbread is ready...

He can be patient, even if it crumbles him inside to hold Shadow Milk at arms length.

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Okay this ask was about the post on how the Jeremike kids came to life, and I just wanted to clarify, they don't actually need to be connected to Mike in any way, they just need his flesh, the remnant and something alive to host them really. They're basically parasites before they're fully formed.