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   Insert Here by scrawly_times

   Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)  

   • Mature
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • M/M
   • Work in Progress

   31 Jul 2025

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Pure Vanilla Cookie/Shadow Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Shadow Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Black Raisin Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Original Cookie Run Character(s)
   • Angst and Hurt/Comfort
   • Whump
   • Shadow Milk Cookie-centric (Cookie Run)
   • Shadow Milk Cookie Needs a Hug (Cookie Run)
   • Medical Torture
   • Aftermath of Torture
   • Flashbacks
   • Cookie Run Characters Are Cookies
   • cookie gore
   • which isn't a tag??? which i will make a problem
   • Partially Blind Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Partially Blind Shadow Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)
   • Recovery
   • a fic where I whump the shit out of Shadow Milk
   • and then toss him to Pure Vanilla
   • and then they snuggle about it
   • Healing Snuggles
   • amongst other things
   • but the snuggles are important
   • Physical Disability
   • Mental Health Issues
   • Shadow Milk Goes Through It (Cookie Run)
   • Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
   • Extremely Uncertain whether this should be tagged dd:dne
   • lmk ur thoughts lol
   • Lional Is His Own Warning
   • like Hojo or Orochimaru
   • Fucked Up Souljam Shenanigans
   • Dissociation
   • Shmilk is a lil ooc
   • IT'S THE TRAUMA

   Summary

   Pure Vanilla just wanted to help investigate an abandoned house with dark secrets, worried some cookie might be hurt. Deep in winding basements he found Shadow Milk Cookie. Not as the villain, this time. No, he was definitely not the one responsible.
   ~
   “Who did this to you?” He said calmly, seriously, holding himself together by a sheer thread.

   “Oh please!” Shadow Milk laughed, high pitched and cracking. “Like you aren’t just glad I’ve been put away where I can’t cause any trouble-” His eyes were glazed over like he wasn’t even seeing him again. He sounded like he couldn’t breathe beyond his laughter. If it could be called ‘laughter’.

   "No. Please. I-I wouldn’t wish this on any cookie.” He knelt down very carefully, one hand held out. “Please. Let- Let me help you.”

   Language:

   English

   Words:

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   Chapters:

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   24 Jul 2025