Alan-69 - ⋆₊ ﾟ⋆ Alan ⋆ ﾟ₊ ⋆

polybeasts but in the sense that they've always been all they've ever had, all they had in the tree was each other and grew incredibly codependent but yet they're still lonely because they don't trust each other enough to be vulnerable. nobody knows if they're still a couple anymore but nobody wants to try and say something because they're worried they'll lose everything if they bring it up. they're so important to each other and yet they constantly forget the others exist because they still feel so lonely

Yasammy: "We're gonna have a slowburn relationship that'll be SO GOOD, when we say 'I love you', it'll be beautiful."

Brookenji: "Ha, but we're gonna snipe you both, we're gonna go on actual dates and have awkward flirting before you, even with a three-season head start! We'll say how much we love--"

Benrius, for no reason, before Season 3 is even over:

Ellie + Abby as textposts

please god take all my period cramps and give them to shadow milk cookie because it'd be funny

"this ship is cringe"

my honest realest reaction:

got my first hate comments... felt inspired🗣️🗣️🙏

made em humans coz skeletons cant kiss :'-(

ink belongs to @/comyet

error belongs to @/loverofpiggies

both human designs by mee :3

gentle hands 💛

they heal something in me

also i made this totally cool spotify playlist for them if u wanna check it out.... giggles

cross by @/Jakei95

ccino by @/black-nyanko

he better NOT be silly...

the joyous luigi:

In celebration of awakened Pure Vanilla Cookie being out now, can we have a sweet-fluffy reunion between him and Dragon Lord Cacao?

need me some mutual pining to lovers😩🫶

MEETING YOU — PURECACAO

ᵀʰᵉ ᴰʳᵃᵍᵒⁿ ᴸᵒʳᵈ ᵐᵉᵉᵗˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃˢˢᶦᵒⁿᵃᵗᵉ ʳᵘˡᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ⱽᵃⁿᶦˡˡᵃ ᴷᶦⁿᵍᵈᵒᵐ.

Dark Cacao Cookie stared at the letter from GingerBrave Cookie, detailing how Pure Vanilla Cookie was now undertaking a Beast Yeast mission. He remembered how awful those missions could be. With a sigh, Dark Cacao scribbled a letter addressed to the Vanilla Kingdom, hoping for his dearest's safety.

He handed the letter to an icing owl, instructing it to deliver the message promptly.

Days passed without a response. The silence gnawed at him, and Dark Cacao Cookie felt his mind spiraling. Was Pure Vanilla okay? Why hadn’t he heard anything? He prayed to the witches, hoping they would watch over him.

One cold evening, Dark Cacao paced the halls of his citadel, his thoughts wandering aimlessly. A servant approached, holding a scroll.

“Your Majesty, a letter from the Vanilla Kingdom—”

Before the servant could finish, Dark Cacao had already snatched the scroll. He unrolled it to find a single message: “I’m home.”

Tears threatened to fall. “Fetch the dragons! I’m going to the Vanilla Kingdom!”

His dragons, resting in his chamber, were startled by the sudden urgency. They morphed into one mighty beast, allowing Dark Cacao to mount them quickly.

“Apologies, Dragon Lord. Why the sudden rush?” one of the dragons asked.

Dark Cacao, seated firmly, stood as they flew. The icy winds of winter gradually gave way to the warm air near the Vanilla Kingdom.

“My dearest is home,” he whispered.

Upon arrival, the Vanillans were shocked by the black-and-white dragon landing at the edge of the town. Security scrambled, summoning Strawberry Crepe Cookie to manage the situation.

“Excuse me, sir, you cannot—” a guard began, but Dark Cacao jumped down from the dragon before they could finish.

“Do not stand in my way,” he said sternly, storming past them. The dragon vanished, its essence retreating into the tattoo on his shoulder.

Even Strawberry Crepe Cookie, usually skeptical, was speechless. The townsfolk buzzed with confusion. They really saw a dragon!

Dark Cacao entered the main hall.

“Excuse me—how can I help—” a Vanillan steward began, only to be interrupted by Dark Cacao’s piercing gaze.

“Where is Pure Vanilla Cookie?” he demanded urgently.

“His Majesty is in the gar—” The steward didn’t finish before Dark Cacao had already left.

He rushed through the garden entrance, huffing. There, among blooming lilies, stood Pure Vanilla Cookie, gently petting a sheep. The light around him seemed to glow brighter.

“Is that you, Dark Cacao Cookie?” Pure Vanilla turned, his smile gentle.

Dark Cacao ran to him, his knees weakening as he knelt and took Pure Vanilla’s hand, kissing his knuckles softly.

Pure Vanilla giggled. “You shouldn’t do that.”

“Is it wrong to show my courtesy?” Dark Cacao murmured. Pure Vanilla shook his head.

“I meant the commotion in town,” Pure Vanilla teased.

Dark Cacao stood. “My apologies. I will take responsibility for any disturbance.”

Pure Vanilla’s gaze softened. “You look handsome.”

“And you look stunning,” Dark Cacao whispered.

“Was the mission hard?” Dark Cacao asked, walking beside him.

Pure Vanilla smiled. “It was, but I managed.”

Dark Cacao nodded. “My dear…” he whispered.

Pure Vanilla chuckled. “Why the sudden nickname?”

“I was worried sick after reading GingerBrave’s letters. Shadow Milk Cookie—did he break you?” Dark Cacao stopped in front of him, his concern palpable.

Pure Vanilla was silent but smiled with his usual compassion. “Yes… but I understand why he acted that way. He just needed a friend. It was foolish of me not to see it sooner.”

Dark Cacao nodded but still felt worry gnawing at him. Pure Vanilla booped his nose playfully.

“Don’t overthink it. Your wrinkles are showing,” Pure Vanilla teased.

“My apologies. I’m centuries old, after all.” Dark Cacao smirked.

“Oh, pardon me, old man,” Pure Vanilla laughed.

They shared a light-hearted moment before Dark Cacao asked, “Who do you think will complete the next Beast Yeast mission?”

“Hollyberry, perhaps? Or White Lily? Whoever it is, I wish for their safety,” Pure Vanilla said thoughtfully.

Dark Cacao nodded again.

“You seem lighter,” Pure Vanilla observed.

“Yes… my burden has been lifted,” Dark Cacao admitted with a chuckle.

“I’m glad,” Pure Vanilla said with a glance. “So, Dragon Lord, I heard you can ride a dragon now.”

Dark Cacao groaned. “Yes, but please don’t tease me.”

Pure Vanilla laughed. “I missed you.”

“I missed you more,” Dark Cacao replied softly.

Silence settled between them—comfortable and peaceful.

“How about dinner, Your Majesty Pure Vanilla Cookie?” Dark Cacao offered, extending his arm.

Pure Vanilla chuckled, Taking his arm. “I would love to, Dragon Lord Dark Cacao.”

They exited the garden, laughter trailing behind them.

“Can I ride the dragon too?” Pure Vanilla’s eyes beamed with excitement.

“After dinner, my dear,” Dark Cacao promised.

Together, they walked toward the castle, the future bright before them.

Bonus Scene

"My, the dragons truly live inside you..." Pure Vanilla observed the intricate tattoos on Dark Cacao’s shoulders, his fingers lightly tracing the swirling designs.

"Black and white dragons... I’ve heard many stories about them before," Pure Vanilla added with a smile, his eyes filled with wonder.

"Are you done? It’s freezing out here." Dark Cacao grumbled as he reached for his shirt.

"Don’t lie to me—you’re best friends with the cold," Pure Vanilla laughed, his teasing light and affectionate.

"You’re just embarrassed," he teased further, a playful glint in his eyes.

Dark Cacao let out a long sigh. "My dear, I look like a gangster with these tattoos."

"Oh, come now, you look cool, my love! Oh, how I wish I could have my own tattoo..." Pure Vanilla’s eyes twinkled with mischief as he imagined it.

Dark Cacao chuckled. "I can make you one," he teased.

Pure Vanilla’s face immediately turned red, and without hesitation, he swung his staff at Dark Cacao’s shoulder.

"Ouch!" Dark Cacao winced, rubbing the spot where the staff had connected.

"Pervert!" Pure Vanilla huffed as he turned away, his ears still burning.

Dark Cacao couldn’t help but laugh softly as he followed behind. "It was just a suggestion, my dear..."

EVERY TIME I INVITE HER AGAIN. SHE SHOWS UP.

how tf am i an essential worker?