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[All my white lily cookie enjoyers rise.]
[Along with a crippling obsession with Shadow milk I'm also battling an addiction with White Lily]
[Also I'm battling a cold to. That sucks too.]
[Anyways, real talk. I've got a bunch o' ideas for new books because; like a wise me said: "I'm both the most bored, busy, lazy and easily distracted person on the planet and I cope by having a shitton of ideas."]
[One of them is a book about the silver faeries except they act more like faeries from folklore bc I watched one video of 'Home safety hotline' and went "omg me tho?!?!?"]
[The other idea is a more dedicated book on Yandere shadow milk cookie. Like instead of just scenario's it'd be an actual dedicated story.]
[I also might experiment with more raunchy theme's because I want to.]
[Also might add some White Lily cookie to it cuz holy shit do I wanna kiss her so badly.]
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[I-..Nevermind.]
[:Ahem:]
[Anyways yeah. I just don't know if the story will be set like, in standard CRK, or in a semi modern state or maybe the mc (Or reader depending if I feel like writing Y/N a thousand times) will have like, a portal to a place like wonderland in their closet.]
[Omg Narnia real???]
[Anyways, feel free to shoot me your thoughts in the comments or just call me out for engagement baiting idk]
[I just wanna have civil conversations without the feral shadow milk comments going on .]
[Tho tbh kinda on me for adding that one scene into the king shadow milk chapter..]
[Anyways.]
[Reader uses they / them]
[! TW: Manipulation/ Swearing !]
(Do I even need to mark swearing anymore lmao??)
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"Hello, White Lily cookie!"
You waved at the tall student, her soft white hair was neatly tied in a ponytail that looked to have taken hours to make.
She looked over with her very sad looking milky red eyes, she constantly looked on the verge of tears, it saddened you.
"Oh, hello Y/N! How were your exams?"
You sighed as you continued to walk over to White Lily cookie. You weren't very astute, often failing to understand certain concepts.
"...You wouldn't want to know.."
White Lily cookie giggled at your shyness. "Hehe..I got first! So don't worry, I'm already getting hounded by everyone at the school."
"Hah, classic White Lily." You smiled, reaching forward and petting White lily's hair through a force of habit. "Oh-! Sorry!"
You were rather touchy, you enjoyed physical contact and often used it to express affection (simple things like petting, shoulder patting, hugging, hand holding.) as it was a form of platonic love that you often showed to your younger sibling and old habits die hard.
(You also liked the smoothness of White Lily cookie's hair but oh! That'd be too embarrassing to admit aloud!)
White Lily smiled. "N-no..It's okay!...uhm, so what was your placement?"
"30th.." You replied sheepishly.
White Lily cookie gasped, a little taken aback by your measly score. "Oh, Y/N. If you were struggling so much to end up in the bottom spots you should've told me! I'd be more than willing to tutor you!"
You gave a half hearted smile and shrugged your shoulders.
White Lily cookie was the prodigy of the school, most everyone liked her calm demeanor and looked up to her, she really shouldn't even be hanging out with a nobody like you.
"I-..uhm..I don't really deserve to be in such a privileged school..." You mumbled.
White Lily cookie must've noticed your indecision, as she reached her hand out from her school uniform (it was bandaged with thick green bands) and attempted to comfort you by holding your hand in her own.
"Oh don't say that, Y/N-."
"Heeeey! White Lily cookie!" One of the magic students waved from across the hall. "I heard about your score! Congrats!"
White Lily cookie laughed stiffly, almost like she had to grind out the emotion just to be courteous. "O-Of course, thanks.."
The cookie gave you an odd look, causing you to shirk back behind White Lily cookie, who in turn quickly took a more defensive stand.
You weren't very good at communicating with other cookies so you often just let White Lily do all the talking for you (after all, she did tell you that cookies could be exceedingly cruel! It's simply in your best interests to stay back and let her handle things).
"Oh! I'm sorry! Did I scare you?" The cookie trotted over to the two of you, her pink, brown and white neapolitan colored hair swayed from side to side as she closed her similarly colored eyes. "I just wanted to ask if you had someone invite you to the year end dance."
"Me?" You asked, flustered.
"They-..." White Lily cookie tried to butt in but she unfortunately got talked over.
"Of course!" She smiled. "I don't see you talking to very many cookies and I think all cookies deserve a dance partner for such a spectacular celebration!"
"O-Oh! Thanks! I, Uhm, no-..Nobody's partnered up with me yet.." You blushed, unable to contain your excitement.
You could feel White Lily cookie's right hand grab the skin of your left arm as she squeezed it a bit.
"Ow.."
She even tried to yank you back a little bit but you didn't pay it much mind.
Maybe she accidentally flinched?
"Okay then! Wanna hang out with me then and see if you'd like me to accompany you to the dance?" She noticed you nervously looking up at White Lily cookie. "Oh-..Uhm, I get she's your friend but she already has a lot of invites to the dance party from other cookies.."
"B-But I haven't answered any of their requests!" White Lily cookie spluttered out.
"..Uhm.." The neapolitan cookie played with her shirt collar.
"It's okay White Lily cookie, you can dance with someone else!" You reassured her, clearly receiving the wrong social cues. "You don't have to feel tethered to me.."
"But!"
"It'll be okay.." You tried to assure her.
"No, No! It isn't! Stop! Don't go!"
Despite her protests, you went off with the neapolitan cookie, not wanting to cause her any more stress.
White Lily cookie should be able to enjoy herself without worrying about you..
"Are you sure she'll be alright?"
You glanced back at White Lily cookie, who now was staring coldly at the two of you.
"Yeah.."
At least, that's what you thought your relationship was like..
"Damn it!" White Lily slammed her fist into her dorm wall, face contorted with primal rage. "Why on earthbread did they do that?!"
All that time she spent meticulously feeding you harsh truths. All those hours spent gaining your trust, manipulating you to believe that being locked up in your room for a week was for protection and not because she wanted to further isolate you from others.
Everything she had worked for!
GONE!
All because of one stupid cookie!
The sheer anger she felt couldn't possibly be put into words, as she balled up her hands, breathing loudly and harshly.
She wanted to scream.
She wanted to throw all the delicate test vials across the room.
She wanted to stab that damn cookie with her scalpel.
"Argh! If I even see that cookie, she'll be dead!" White Lily hissed venomously.
She tried to bury herself in thoughts about you in order to calm her pounding heart.
It had been the start of the first semester. White Lily was a rather gifted student who excelled at most everything presented to her.
She was the talk of the school.
And yet she had never felt so unseen.
All anyone ever cared about was how smart she was. If it wasn't about that (or help with school work) nobody really cared.
This led to her rather jaded attitude, any questions or requests would be met with placid responses.
Then she met you.
You were practically everything she wasn't.
You were small, meek, unpopular, weak.
Like a small leaf or porcelain doll, she often noticed that you looked so fragile and sad.
Like if someone looked at you with a slight anger in their eyes you'd shatter into a million pieces.
This all came to a head when you were being hassled by two students who had managed to grab ahold of your bag.
She felt a little bad for you, as you tried to snatch your bag back to little success.
So she stepped in, the bullies quickly ceased their activities and ran off.
She gave you back your bag and absentmindedly walked off, paying you little mind.
Until she glanced over her shoulder, realizing that you were still following her.
You practically clung to her like a second shadow, meekly following her with a hunched back.
She stopped, causing you to bump into her.
"Why are you following me?" She asked coldly, something she would've changed if she could.
Your fearful eyes and sad face broke her heart when she thought back on the moment. She wished she would've just scooped you up and held you in a tight hug.
"I-..The other cookies are scared...of you so-..I thought..maybe-..That being by you would stop the bullies."
White Lily scoffed, trying to figure out your angle, if your presence offended her.
"...I can stay completely quiet.." You reasoned. "You won't even know I'm here.."
"...."
White Lily glared, her red eyes seemed to stir a bit of intimidation within you as you tried to look anywhere but right at her.
"..I-...I can go..sorry.."
You meekly turned away from her to dash off, but something small inside her goaded her to reach out with her hand, grabbing your white and blue standard school coat.
Something told her that she'd forever regret letting you leave.
In the end, White Lily chose to let you stay with her. You followed her everywhere, tried to sit right next to her and attached yourself to her during lunch.
Despite being in college, you acted quite a lot like a child trying not to get lost in a supermarket.
Like a small animal that hid under thorny bushes to keep away from predators. Yes, maybe that would describe her relationship with you.
Sure the two of you talked occasionally but White Lily was sure it'd just spiral down like every other doomed friendship she had engaged in.
Except it didn't .
You never seemed to care about her prodigy status or grades.
You just wanted to learn about her.
"Hey! Where'd you get that flower headband?"
"What hobbies do you enjoy?"
"Any desserts you recommend?"
"Mmm..Your lily scent is so nice.."
"Can-...Can I stay with you a little longer?"
The small touches you gave to her by accident, the way you profusely apologized when you'd do such things.
She honestly started to feel like an asshole. Being so rude to you, she was just not confident when it came to potential relationships...
But you cared! Maybe you were the one in a hundred!
This lasted for about a week and White Lily cookie thought that she didn't have any big feelings towards this arrangement.
But she was starting to warm up to it...
Until, you didn't cling to her anymore.
You should've been here? Where were you?!
She found you chatting it up with another student. The ensuing pain and frustration that ran through her body felt like a hot iron branding her heart.
You were only supposed to seek comfort from her!
She shouldn't have felt that way but all she could think about was you leaving.
You were supposed to stay, rely on only her.
She had become dependent, no, addicted to your affection.
The softness of your touch, the petting of your hand, the warmth of your body.
It should all only be hers.
Nobody else should be allowed to experience it!
She found herself spreading nasty rumors about you.
She found herself gleefully ruining all your friendships.
She tried to rationalize her actions.
If she didn't end all these friendships, you'd just end up hurt eventually regardless. And when it would happen, who was to say that she would still be around to help, maybe you'd be all on your own!
White Lily watched as everyone who once talked to you, left you with scorned expressions.
The hot tears running down your cheeks.
She honestly felt bad.
But such harsh truths must be taught early to avoid true heartbreak.
She was there with open arms, hugging you tightly as you sobbed into her chest.
"What did I do!?" You pleaded for an answer. "Why did they leave me! Am I that horrible?"
"Shh. Shhh. No, of course not..." White Lily cookie cooed into your ear, trying to stifle a potential smile. "Cookies are cruel and unpredictable. You should just let me handle all social events from now on."
"...of course..." You replied, staring deep into her eyes. "Thanks, White Lily.."
All that conditioning just for you to leave!
Her burning fury was only slightly hampered by a knock on the door.
Could it have been you, had you realized your foolishness and returned to her?
"Hello? White Lily?"
Oh, nevermind. It was that godforsaken voice of that cookie that took you away.
"Hey? Are you there? I wanted to chat."
White Lily stared at the closed door to her bedroom, a devious smile unfurling over her face.
She had just the right idea.
With a swift movement, she opened the door.
"Yes?"
"Oh good, I thought you were mad at me.."
"Why would I be mad?" White Lily attempted to stifle any rage inside her, revenge was best served cold after all. "Do you want to come in?"
"Okay!"
The cookie's light smile made White Lily's stomach turn, she quickly took a seat on a table stool. Making herself right at home.
"Awe, your friend, Y/N, they're such a lovely cookie~! You really lucked out with them!"
White Lily grimaced. "O-Of course they are..."
"Aww, so affectionate too! I can't wait to dance with them."
White Lily cookie struggled to not gag at the thought of you touching another cookie.
"Truly though, I'd really love to continue being friends with-"
"Excuse me, but, uhm. I wanted to ask for your help with something." White Lily cut in.
"Yeah? Whatcha need?"
"I wanted to try out a new potion that can wash away certain kinds of ink." White Lily pulled out a paper and ink pen. "I just want you to write a letter...could you make it a note about you hating and leaving Y/N?"
"Oh sure-..Wait? Excuse me?" The cookie seemed to frown. "Why would I need to write something like that?"
"..- B-Because the solution is supposed to act differently to letters made with more malicious intent..." White Lily mentally scolded herself for using such a dumb response.
"Oh. Okay!" The cookie seemed to agree, White Lily was rather shocked by her stupidity.
The cookie leaned over the paper, writing the letter.
White Lily couldn't care less honestly, as she walked over and grabbed an umbrella from the makeshift mudroom.
"Alrighty! I finished! I'm actually quite interested to see how this-!"
With one well placed strike, the cookie crumpled to the floor.
"Mm..I too, am quite interested to see how this unfolds.."
White Lily smiled at the unconscious cookie, grabbing the note and turning to walk out of the door.
"I'm sure you'll serve me well in my journey to create the perfect cookie..~"
It was painfully easy to get someone to take the letter to your dorm and after stashing the unconscious cookie in her own personal laboratory, now all she had to do was return to you.
The small sobs echoing through your room was proof enough that her plan worked.
Now she had to decide how she was going to sweet talk you this time...
White Lily cookie smiled, composed herself as she placed a balled up hand on the door.
You sobbed, the discarded note laid inside the waste basket.
You thought that everything had gone so well and yet she sent such a hateful letter to you.
"What did I do wrong!" You screamed between tearful sobs.
"..Y/N? Are you okay?" The worried yet tender voice of White Lily cookie sounded as soon as there was a lull in your sobs.
"..No.." You cried, trying not to sound rude as 'are you okay' was more of a courtesy thing.
"Can I come in? Or would you like to be alone for now..?"
Being alone sounded absolutely horrible.
"..Y-Yeah..The door should be un-unlocked.."
White Lily cookie carefully entered your room, making a light gasping noise as you heard her hurried footsteps rush towards you.
In a moment, you were in her arms, smothered by her soft lily scent.
"Oh! Dear Y/N cookie, what happened?! Who did this to you?!" She tenderly stroked your back.
"..I-...my new friend...you..." Your hysterical sobs that seemed to wash down your face now that your friend was here to comfort you.
"Shhh..Shhh it's okay, I understand..." She paused for a moment. "I don't want to be mean..But it's like I always said..cookies are spiteful creatures.."
All you could manage was a small nod, her words having been proved right multiple times.
"I'm here for you now..Don't worry." She tenderly placed her hand under your chin raising your face to stare at her. "Dry those tears..Such worthless scum don't deserve them.."
She brushed the tears from your eyes, placing her soft lips on your forehead, with a smile, she petted your hair back.
"I will take care of you, forever..Never leave my side again.."
You nodded sleepily, her words as sweet and intoxicating as her lily scent.
{.~* Crumbs *~.}
[Mr electric, send him to the principal's office and have him thrown into the ultimate dough!]
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