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Pure Vanilla Cookie felt like he was dreaming.
The past few hours had passed in a blur, Pure Vanilla wrapped up in a tangle of troubled thoughts, unable to truly concentrate on the task at hand. He’d learned so much about White Lily Cookie, about his Soul Jam, about Earthbread as he knew it– but the knowledge he had gained felt… Far away. Distant, almost, as though it had retreated into a far-off corner in his mind; vaguely present yet unreachable nonetheless.
He could smell that achingly familiar lily scent, feel his solid staff under his fingers, hear the soft faerie song around them, taste the terrified bile rising in the back of his throat. He could see her right in front of him. By all means, with such adrenaline pumping through his veins, Pure Vanilla ought to have been more grounded in reality than ever before.
And yet, as he looked into White Lily’s bright magenta eyes, lucidity felt a hundred miles away.
OR: In which Pure Vanilla and White Lily had a little more time to talk before being thrown back into battle.
(Written for DAY ONE: REUNION of Purelily Week 2024)
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It will take every single sign the universe can throw at you to realize that you are capable of being loved. Specifically, by an animatronic daycare attendant.
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Google Maps knew some of the most niche places, really. Oh, you need a very specific kind of food? Here’s a location five minutes from you! You’re looking for a pot of a particular kind of flower and have never explored the area around your apartment complex outside of work? Great! There’s a flower shop two blocks down! Of course, that exact question is what led you to the looming brick shop in front of you. It was a rather quaint place, sure, but it was on one of the busiest streets in town, meaning you only received stares for standing in front of the flower shop and getting in the way. According to your phone, the place was called Daylight-Goodnight Blooms. You figured it was called that because of its night time delivery service, which apparently isn’t a common thing for stores, especially flower shops.
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It's not everyday you see a grinning and smiling talking sunflower. Neither is it everyday a grumbling moonflower shows up to your doorstep with... a bouquet? Things were already stressful enough, so surely you were losing your mind, yeah?
(An AU I made that apparently people liked, so I'm writing a tiny fic on it I guess. I have a bunch of ideas. >:D )
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30 Jul 2023
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You hear a door creaking, but it isn’t enough to pull you from your spiraling panic, hardly even grasps your attention. It isn’t until you hear a bell jingle that you force your head up and your eyes open. And it’s… Moon. He’s standing in front of you, watching as you quiver and stare up at him, tears staining trails down your face.
He sits down next to you, criss-cross, not touching you but still close. His voice is raspy, just like always, but softer, quieter, as he says, “Poor thing, out here on their own. Should know not to wander in the dark alone, little lamb.”
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Moon helps you through a panic attack
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