sticksandbones | the magical girl sequence was hilarious ngl

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the magical girl sequence was hilarious ngl

Who: Pure Vanilla + Cookie House + Whomever
What: Pure Vanilla Awakens and comes back to hug everyone once more
When: Sometime near the end of the month
Where: The Grove
Warnings: NSFW sexual tension in the shadow milk thread beware tag

It doesn't take long for Truthless Recluse to make a decision, after enough time spent around Shadow Milk Cookie. The Beast has come from a future where a lot has happened, but if that's true that means there's a chance Truthless' own future is out there, waiting.

So one night, he walks into the Forest without hesitation. It's a future he needs, a future he wants.

And he gets it.

When he steps out of the Forest again, he's almost back to being the Pure Vanilla he was before, but now he's so much more. His Soul Jam has returned and is more than it was, and it echoes with the Knowledge he's gained. He's no longer blinded by Truth or hidden by Deceit, and he can stare in wonder around him with eyes unclouded by either.

And his soul aches in a way that he has yet to understand, yet feels more whole than it ever has.

The first thing he's going to do? Head home. He has some spouses to kiss.

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[Cacao took a little longer to reach the living room, so gave Lily and Vanilla time, instead going back down to his den to compose himself. It feels like he's being stabbed, oddly enough. He's happy, but it's surreal and disorienting.

His world was starting to settle on the reality that while his husband was not gone the nature of their relationship was very changed. Now this. He needs to settle himself before he can see him properly.]

[ Vanilla gives him time, gives him space while he tends to Lily. But then he seeks his husband out. He's missed him, his touch, his presence, even with Volition on his finger as Truthless, it wasn't the same.

Cacao won't miss the familiar sound of robes as Vanilla moves down into the den, though there's no click of hooves to follow it. And Vanilla stops at the bottom, fingers twisting together. ]

Cacao...? My heart?

[ Should he give him more time? He's not doubting himself, but he wishes to give Cacao as much room as he needs. ]

I am here, my love. Just... a moment.

[He rubs his face with his forearm, taking a deep breath before turning to face him, eye bright and too shiny, but happy]

... you have found yourself once again.

[ Oh, his dearest. He moves to close the distance, reaching up to cup his face, his thumbs rubbing under his eyes as if to chase away the tears Cacao already removed. ]

I have. I'm sorry it took me so long to do so.

[ He reaches up, standing on his toes, so he can wrap his arms around Cacao's head and pull him down into his shoulder, grip tight and loving. ]

I'm so sorry....

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[He rests his head there, soaking in his scent.]

You have nothing to apologize for. If I had returned half flour and screaming you would not have blamed me for it, and I will not do so either.

[ Oh he doesn't want to imagine that. Yet... he's sure if he looks, he'll see it. So he keeps his eyes closed and leans his head on his husbands and holds him tight. ]

You're right, my dear, but I can apologize for the time I took. For allowing Deceit to gnaw away at my core.

[ He turns his head and plants small kisses against Cacao's, his fingers moving into his hair to wind possessively around the strands. His voice creaks a little in his throat as he holds tears in. ]

I missed you, so much.

And I, you. I should apologize for... my distance this past month. Do you remember?

[he assumes he does, but better to be sure]

Shall I still call you by that name?

I do... and no, my dear, I distanced myself. I left.

[ He closes his eyes and lets tears fall into Cacao's hair, shaking his head. He reaches for Cacao's hand to take it in his and lift it up to press it into the Soul Jam on his chest. It's not Cacao's but he should be able to feel the strength in it, as strong as Volition. ]

I am Pure Vanilla Cookie. I am more than the man you remember, but I am still him. And I love you, Dark Cacao Cookie. I love you with every inch of everything I am.

[He feels it indeed. Vibrating up his arm- he can never understand it, Knowledge is quite far from his own nature. But he can feel the strength. Knows almost instantly that his love has likely surpassed him in this, even he wasn't missing a chunk of his Jam]

You... are so beautiful.

[ It's not Knowledge, not yet, but it's on the path to it. It's missing half of itself but it's awoken to more of it's power.

He makes a little noise to that and pulls back so he can see Cacao. Actually see him with his own two eyes, which are open and staring at his husband, and more than a little damp. ]

Oh, I missed you, my heart.

[ He raises Cacao's hand to press his mouth into the knuckles, then turn his cheek to rest it against them. ]

I am never leaving again.

[ There's something in his voice as he says it. It's still Vanilla, but there's a finality to it. No more. ]

Good. I found myself quite lost without you.

[he pauses, blinking]

Vanilla... can you see me?

[How he looked at him, eyes open and clear...]

You will never be without me again.

[ He rubs his cheek against those knuckles - some of the sheep instincts may not yet be entirely gone - then glances up with a smile. A little wibbly still but sweet. ]

I can, my heart. I am balanced, now, and the Light no longer blinds me.

[ And oh, can he stare at his husband all day. ]

And you call me beautiful...

You...

[Vanilla has not seen him or Lily with his own eyes since their youths. How strange, how different must he look now compared to that young buck he once was? Of course the Staff and the Truth must have given him a good idea how how they look but... he can't imagine how surreal it must be now. He lifts his one hand from Vanilla's nuzzling to touch his face, to trace the creases around his eyes. In open awe.]

[ How strange? Different? No, exactly as he remembers him. Beautiful and powerful and full of Conviction.

The touch to his face, around his eyes, makes his smile widen but also tears to start to finally fall. The soft care to him is crumbling the small walls he had built to keep himself together, and he can admit he's very overwhelmed.

He reaches up to cup Cacao's face in return, his fingers stroking along his cheek. ]

I have missed you...

[he wipes the tears with his thumb]

I have missed you as well. Terribly. If you had remained as Truthless Recluse Cookie... I meant what I said. You are always my husband, regardless. But you seem... happier.

... and also very tired. Here.

[He pulls away and turns down the lamp to a barely there glow, reaching back out to try and lead Vanilla to his overstuffed couch.]

I know. I know, my heart. And I would have loved you still, though I know it was difficult to see it.

[ He misses the contact as soon as it's removed and reaches up to scrub at his eyes, wiping them away as they refall, and he hitches a little laugh to the tired comment. Lily is waiting for them but maybe... maybe he can take a small rest here. He reaches out to take Cacao's hand when it's offered and lets himself be led to the couch, sinking into it instantly. ]

I do not know how you held yourself together so well, my love, upon returning to the beach that day. I feel like I am overstuffed. I feel whole and complete, but stretched out into dough once more.

[He lightly pulls Vanilla against him on the couch. He won't let him sleep, but the warm darkness soothes, in it's way. Hides the weary from the harshness of the light. Protects as much as the blade, if more subtle. Embracing that darkness was much of what he learned during his own trials]

I suspect our battles faced very different parts of ourselves. I 'held together' because until that moment I had not been together at all.

[He pets his hair.]

You... I fear maybe have been held too tightly. Until now.

[Truthless' behavior was enough alone to make him suspect it. That there were parts of Vanilla he held in check to be the perfect saintly leader. That flashes of meanness and coldness lived in him just as they did in any other cookie. A small hint of guilt stirs in his heart- if only he noticed. But Vanilla hid things shockingly well. He learned THAT hard fact that day at the Council.]

[ He leans like he might crumble if he doesn't, lifts his legs onto the couch to make himself smaller and to tuck himself into Cacao's side better. Oh his arm, his missing arm. He wishes he could fix that so badly. He... he knows how to attach cake to cookie, maybe it's not so different here... maybe he could-

The pet on his hair makes him sigh, close his eyes tight and bury his face into Cacao, hides tears there. Admits it in a soft, quiet voice. ]

I always felt I had to. I wasn't just the Leader to a Kingdom, but for reasons I still don't truly understand, the four of you looked up to me to Lead. You were all so strong, but you turned eyes to me and I could not falter. I could not let you down. And now I feel...

[ Crazed, maybe. A little insane. It's not true Knowledge that throbs in his head but he Understands. He understands so much and he's alive with it but- ]

A little lost... My Conviction is stronger than ever, I know the path I will walk and must walk, and I do not doubt myself any longer. I know my journey will take me where I need to be. But... But I have been rebaked. Reborn. Twice over.

[ Shadow Milk left through the portal and he collapsed, and here he can feel the Jester like a faint secondary pulse. Admittance: ]

I'm scared.

[It sounds both familiar and different from his own Awakening. He wonders if Shadow Milk (ovens damn his spoiled name) being here is part of it? Still, he doubts Mystic Flour arriving would cause the same degree of fear in his heart as this.]

If you are afraid, then be afraid. I will keep you safe.

[he presses his head even fuller against his chest, trying to wash some of the kinder parts of Apathy to him. Not a lack of care, but a willingness to Accept. To find peace in the Now]

We, all five of us, made many mistakes in our too long lives. But tomorrow will come, regardless.

[ He breathes and let's himself be enveloped. Cacao is parroting his own will back at him, but it's soothing to hear from someone other than himself. Stay on the road, stay on the path, and tomorrow will bloom. Another day, another light. Accept all that comes with it, the good and the bad, the hardships and strife and have Hope.

He exhales gently and soaks in it, listens to the heart under his ear, Volition on his finger. Ah. Ah he can do something, even if he promised not to chip his Jam. Carefully he winds a little portion of him into the ring, feeds it back into Cacao's Jam through the connection.

Love. Compassion. Understanding. Feel how his heart swells in adoration for you. How you steady him, support him and how much he appreciates it. Needs it. ]

[He feels that returning feeling, his Jam humming and his heart warming. His eyes start to leak again]

...thank you.

[For soothing any doubts he had. That their relationship might be cracked in some way by what happened. ]

[ The thank you makes him laugh out a sobbing noise and he reaches up to wrap his arms around Cacao's neck, turning himself to get onto his knees so he can press into him, bury his face against his neck. Cling to him for a moment or two, and let himself simply rely on this dependable love.

Sorry if he soaks your neck as he does. Eventually though he'll calm and exhale, lashes tickling as he blinks tears away. ]

No, my love. Thank you.

[And if they both cry together there, in the dark? What of it? No one to judge them but each other.

As Vanilla calms:]

Rest. But know once you are settled I will give you a more... proper welcome home.

[oh my]

[ Vanilla will pull back and wipe his tears, then make a little noise and wipe Cacao's as well, curling his hands against his face and resting their foreheads together.

Then fluster. Witches he's missed this man so badly. But- ]

I look forward to it, my heart. But for now? Come upstairs with me? I wish you and Lily in my arms together.

[That fluster is exactly what he had hoped for. Honestly, sex is the last thing on his mind, but breaking him out of that spiral is worth it]

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the magical girl sequence was hilarious ngl

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