We are Meant to be Together

"You and I?"

"We Were MEANT to be Together."

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TRUTHANDECEIT:

Indie, Selective Roleplay Blog for SHADOW MILK COOKIE and PURE VANILLA COOKIE.

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“It’s not so much “like” as it is falling back into old habits, really.” Luna mutters. Unlike other Shadow Milks, he and his Nilla have history. Long, winding, messy history that dates back before written history.

A virtue not meant for love, that was loved too much by his witch, only to be met with a gift from the heavens so pretty and perfect. His first Lie was his healer, who he claimed to have no true bond with, only to sinfully act as a virtue should never have, behind closed doors, away from prying eyes, hoping the witches do not smite the fount for such needless feelings he was never meant to have.

“And… now I’ve done it all over again.” He mutters to himself. No longer a virtue bound by duty, but a cookie. His own, independent self free of the expectations put upon him.

Their old relationship didn’t have labels. Labelling it was too risky; he couldn’t afford that. But now, he gets to look at Sunny, HIS Sunny, truly his for now and eternity.

Despite keeping his relationship with Sunny casual, those paying attention will notice that the pupils in his haircing have heart shapes in them whenever Sunny is nearby.

"Thanks guys, Luna ate my crown again."

Luna is staring at his hands after a late night. He flexes them, over and over, trying to affirm to himself, that he is himself. He's not part of the Ultimate Cookie anymore. That fragment of dough he consumed in a world that no longer exists is gone from him.

So why does he still feel it?

If he truly is himself, why is his soul split? Why is his power halved? He is Shadow Milk Cookie, and Shadow Milk Cookie alone, isn't he? Isn't that the point?

He looks up, and Primordial Chaos grins at him as an echo beyond the barrier around the timeline.

"The wool stolen from a billion sheep are collected and weaved into a fine fabric. The farmer demands the wool of his own single sheep returned to him. The weavers do their best to locate the wool of that sheep and tear the fabric apart into a billion threads. Is the wool returned to the farmer PURELY that which belonged to the original sheep?"

"A company cuts down a billion trees and grinds them into pulp to create a massive canvas of paper to advertise with; it is smeared with paint and dressed up to be something grander than those trees were. But disgruntled villagers demand the pieces of paper belonging to the trees around their home alone returned to them. The paper is melted down, the wood pulp and fibres melt into the water and are separated into that which the villagers wanted. Can they ever be certain that the batch of melted paper they are left with is only that of the trees of their homeland?"

"A mountain is excavated entirely to turn the dirt making it up into clay for a massive statue. After the statue is turned to ceramic and displayed to the world, a hiker demands that the dirt from his garden on the mountainside be returned to him. To comply, the statue is broken into thousands of tiny shards, and the ceramic pieces are picked apart mercilessly to find that which belongs to the hiker. But can we be truly certain the hiker wasn't deceived and given false pieces just so he'd stop pestering the makers of the statue?"

"Y'all are depressing."

Luna pulls his notes out of his drawer, including what he wrote down from his therapist. It's not often that other cookies teach HIM something after all, so he's been indulging it.

"Hooo-kay, my self care list:

Doing what I want, when I want."

Wait what do you mean that doesn't count? Oh, alright, a proper list then, if you want it so bad.

Practice hobbies; plushie making and play-writing.

Sitting in nature; shapeshift into an animal and have a day of it

Journaling; haven't done it in forever and bringing it back to a repeat performance where no one can find it.

Connect with others; double dates with Sugar and her beau on weekends pencilled in here.

Ramble about my passions to Nilly because he's the only one who listens to them.

"My self care routine: learn healing magic so that whenever I feel pained by anything I can just heal myself. Then, I am no longer in pain."

"You do know that the more you do that, the less effective it'll be over time, right?"

"It's worked so far; and my awakening has given me a boost of magical energy, so I won't need to worry about that for a while."

...

"Luna just ate an entire pizza like a snake would as a taunt, but I will avoid describing it in detail to save all of your sanity."

'the hottest cookie on earthbread' [INCORRECT BUZZER]

"Roll the clip."

Loud sounds of a tape rewinding before this conversation is played over some crackling radio that spawned out of nowhere:

Luna proceeds to replay it multiple times before saying anything else.

"And Pure Vanilla Cookie IIIISSSS the cookie of TRUTH, so what he speaks must be true! And I'd take my boyfriend's words over another version of me any day."

"I don't need to be told I'm attractive, I've already been called the hottest cookie on Earthbread."

"It's not JUST about looks, Shadow Milk Cookie. But yes, you are very aesthetically pleasing."