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Ghibli S/I. She’s a witch in apprentice learning from Bella.

 "Deep within the bowels of Beast-Yeast rests a forest unlike anything you've seen before. Walls of ivy weave through abandoned settlements. The canopy of trees looms above you, each branch buckling and interlocking with another as they block your path. Dirt roads litter the floor, always ending where they began."

 "What was once a solace for many has twisted into a fortress for one. Those that enter her woods are at her mercy."

 "She is relentless, she is cruel, and she is desperate. And you're the only one who can stop her."

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Hello everyone! I'm back to ramble on some more about things I made. Today I would like to talk about Wilted Lily Cookie! Of course, I won't be going too deep into her. This post will be covering her general vibes, as well as a bit about her area and her backstory. This will not be covering her relationships with other cookies, her arc with Fleur de Sal, any other motivations, etc. All of those topics will be covered in future posts.

Now, without further ado, let's begin.

GENERAL INFORMATION

  Once the witches' most promising protégé, Wilted Lily was revered and adored by her peers and followers. But after an attack from wild witches, the growing tension on Earthbread, and a confrontation turned violent, the Silver Guardian turned her back on the world she swore to protect. Now known as the Witch of the Ravenous Wilds, the beast became hellbent on making the witches atone for their actions.

While her overall demeanor appears meek, do not be fooled. Her cruelty knows no bounds, and she can upend societies with a single hum. Her word is a disease that plagues the hearts and minds of her followers, and her confidants remain loyal to her and her madness alone. Don't bother reasoning with them, they cannot be saved.

Wilted Lily is the fourth ancient to become a beast.

She's naturally gifted at phytokinesis, but leans more on dark magic.

Back when she was the Silver Guardian, Elder Faerie would show her a special vault of spells, giving her a wide access to faerie magic.

Her relationship to the beasts as a whole is neutral, viewing them as a necessary demonstration of the witches' neglect. Once she stops them, well... The other beasts won't be an issue.

LOCATIONS

The Ravenous Wilds Beyond the borders of Faeriewood lies the Ravenous Wilds, a no man's land overrun by plant life and dark magic. The forest is almost impossible to enter normally, Wilted Lily has made sure of that. Those that do never return, or worse: never return whole.

If you've breached the barrier, you'll be met with a thick blanket of fog and gnarled vines mimicking swaying trees. The sky is a light crimson, and all the stars have been blotted out. Many strange and twisted creatures wander the wilds, but they won't attack unless they feel threatened, so keep your head low if you wish to survive.

The deeper you go, the more distorted these woods become. Nerves of vines pulsate as trees become visible, sickly and grey and weaving within one other. They tower over you, blocking the sky with their branches. Large bugs skitter around the chafing trunks, and you can feel the eyes begin to glare.

The Nest Leaving the forest, you begin to see the first set of buildings appear, whittled into cages and nests of silver. They fractal, everything thinning into never-ending lines of houses and branches. It's incredibly easy to get lost here, as the beginning looks exactly like the end. The wildlife, in contrast seem to appear... calmer. Several types of docile animals appear, as well as a wider variety of plant life. But don't let your guard down. They aren't the danger, it's the legion of Fae that live here. Avoid them at all costs; they don't take too kindly to strangers...

The Calamity Point Within the center is Wilted Lily Cookie's "kingdom," if it can even be called that. A few vanilla orchids are seen scattered near the ground alongside other random shrubbery. Jagged sets of silver branches reach down into the floor, making up each of the spire's walls and rooms. Webs of white moss line each window in varied patterns. Lilies grow from the dirt floor as clear water flows throughout the kingdom.

The core of it all is an abomination called The Heart, handcrafted and connected to every living thing in the forest. Hanging over the center of the throne room, it pulsates and beats life into this realm. The Heart is responsible for birthing the many beings that roam the land. Many Fae loyally tend to it, patiently awaiting the reawakening of The Calamity herself. If you look closely, you can see the faint silhouette of Wilted Lily Cookie within.

BACKSTORY

The Death of the Silver Guardian

As the Herald of Solidarity, Wilted Lily Cookie acted as the Faerie King's most trusted advisor and as a guide for lost and wandering cookies. But her most notable job, however, was as the Witches' Apprentice. When she first was created, Lily herself sought to study under her creators. In return, she would benefit all of cookie-kind with her wisdom. Of course, working so closely with the creators meant Wilted Lily was restricted with what she could do. As their apprentice, she could never become a ruler of her own domain, and she could never ever venture outside of Beast-Yeast.

But Lily was a wanderer by nature, and often traveled beyond her limits despite their warnings. It was all well and good until that day. She had once again went into the outside world, researching the creatures that lived there, when she was suddenly ambushed by wild witches. Unlike her benevolent witches, these witches didn't care about life, but they did wonder how she tasted. Lily managed to escape within an inch of her life and quickly ran back to her creators. The divine witches scolded but forgave her for sneaking out, and reassured the innocent Lily that "for as long as they lived they would never let harm befall their beloved cookies."

For the time, this was enough to satisfy The Herald. True to their word, she never saw the wild witches again. But an aching feeling began to seep into her dough, and doubt began to creep into her heart. Did the Divine really stop those awful savages? What if her creators, also ate cookies? In the end, the wild witches were still witches, weren't they? Surely it couldn't have been so easy to stop them, right? And if they couldn't, or didn't, then what was the point of learning anything from them? What if she was unknowingly helping them to harvest cookies? What if they were lying to her?

                 What if they lied about everything?

  "...could I trust them? Should I trust them?"

Her doubts overtook her mind, and she fled away from the Divine Witches. Her fears manifested into plotting all sorts of schemes and defenses for the worst case scenario. Thinking this would help, Lily broke her silence about her encounter to some of her followers and noted the... very unique reactions. She tried to reach out to the other virtues, but by now too many were unreachable. The only two willing to listen were her betrothed and a haunted wraith, and even then they were limited. The times were changing for the worse. More and more cookies came fleeing from the other realms. Attacks on the Faerie Kingdom became more frequent, and armies counting up to the thousands came in like waves. Wilted Lily did all she could, but it wasn't enough. Where were the witches? Why weren't they helping them? Discouraged and frustrated, she came to the conclusion that the Great and Divine Witches needed to intervene. After all, she knew the witches better than anyone. Who else to convince them but herself?

One fateful day, she went to address them. A single cookie against the world, armed against the only gods she ever knew. Lily wanted answers. She demanded to know why they weren't acting and begged with them, pleaded for them to do something. Their answers... were empty. Distracted. Like they weren't even listening. Wilted Lily could've never imagined they'd look so... weak. How disgraceful. The Herald steeled her nerves, glaring with disdain before rushing to attack. If they wouldn't listen she'd force them to understand, even if only a little. With the power of her soul jam, she thought she could at least get their attention. But she never expected this reaction.

Not from them. Not to her.

She felt her body quickly hitting the ground, cracks running along her dough. She couldn't move. The pain rushed through her body like a current. She blinked a few times, gathering the strength to look at her creators once more. She saw their shame as deep regret colored their faces, forcing them to look away as if they too had forgotten that cookies were weak and fragile things. A bitter laugh echoed from her aching body. Everything was blurring. One moment she was on the ground, the next in her lover's embrace. The Herald dove in and out of consciousness before finally stabilizing in Pure Vanilla's kingdom, accompanied by him and other healers working to help her.

The days melted into each other like wax. Those that were able visited her if she was awake. Her recovery was swift, but nothing could heal the wounds carved into her heart. When she finally returned home, Pure Vanilla asked if he could stay by her side for a bit longer. She didn't remember what she told him, not like it would've mattered. The wall that grew between them forced him outside, drowning out his pleas with thorns and spikes. Maybe one day he would understand, but she couldn't afford any distractions. She needed to get revenge. Even if it meant becoming the very thing she swore to protect against.

🌼Yeah sorry, I didn't know it was this bad-🌼

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🌼Arthur, is there something you want to say?🌼

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🌼Arthur.🌼

after finally playing scarlet witch long enough to get this icon ive decided that you really have to love wanda to get this icon

anyway Bonus cause Heh....... Fam.....

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