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SILVERLIMNED is an independent, private, & unaffiliated roleplay blog featuring WHITE LILY COOKIE from CRK, as dreamed by VESPER.

est. 04/04/25

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#pinned.#blog maintenance; do not interact.

AID: sender 'helps' receiver redecorate. air quotes because it's shadow milk and uhhhhh. sorry lily your room/study/whatever's getting redecorated is about to look like an mc escher hot topic nightmare.

Well, Lily supposed it was a good thing she had not been intending to get any work done today.

" Shadow Milk Cookie! "

She's not sure where he went, but she would know his handiwork anywhere. Her desk was on the ceiling. Her carefully collected notes were all over the walls, spiraling into patterns both nonsensical and arcane. Her books were flapping their covers like birds and flying around the chandelier. Her chair had, thankfully, been spared. And just when she was about to occupy herself with standing in it to catch one of many of her now-avian journals, she sees a singular blue eye winking at her from one of the stars on the ceiling.

" Why have you chosen to make a menace of yourself in my study? "

#ic.#answered.#prestideception #verse: main; by silver light do we grow anew.#( shadow milk u r not her ceiling creature get down from there- )

[ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ?

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺. // accepting.

Lily is extremely self-critical. She has an analytical mind and is also somewhat anxious, so she tends to over-analyze her behaviors and feelings, leaving no stone unturned in her mind. And though she is very observant when it comes to herself, her self-analysis has one glaring weakness: she cannot recognize her own talents. Nothing she does is ever good enough for herself, and she tears down her own successes if they do not go exactly as she envisioned. She is a perfectionist through and through, and is exceptionally hard on herself. But she would never admit that.

#answered.#headcanon.#pinchofdeceit #( ty for sending this in! and also hello :3 )

[ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? (@running2revelation

Home means a lot of things to White Lily Cookie. There is no one place she considers home. If there was, perhaps it would have been easier to settle, to think a bit less. But home, for her, has always been people.

Pure Vanilla's gentle smile and calming voice. The warmth of Hollyberry's laugh. The brilliance of Golden Cheese's generosity. Dark Cacao's stoic but reassuring presence. Elder Faerie's wisdom and protection. Gingerbrave's earnest smile.

These are the things she thinks of when she thinks of home. These are the things she wants to protect. She cannot call any single one of them home, but they all are, in their own way.

#headcanon.#answered.#running2revelation #( ty for the question :> )

"stop smiling at me like that."

" Like what? " Lily asks, genuinely confused. She had not even been aware she had been smiling. But then again, she was rarely aware of what expression she was making, though her friends said her thoughts were often writ all over her face. And as of late, she had been wont to plaster a pleasantly nondescript smile on her face to cover for that, which... she supposed could be unsettling? " This is just my face. "

#ic.#prestideception #answered.#( hi :> )

leneemusing

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

#prompts.#( there we go! this should do nicely. )

aedearly

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

#( *tosses this onto the dash and disappears in a cloud of smoke )#( just kidding I'll be around and answering things for a while yet )#prompts.#( I'll also try to find a generic starters meme for you guys )

oh hey btw it's the one year anniversary for this blog

#ooc. mun #( how time flies. I know I haven't been here much but... my precious beautiful lily... )

vaniliight

There’s a shriek of laughter from Pure Vanilla as one egg misses ( purple! ), one catches his knee ( green! ), and the other barely misses his ear ( blue! ). “Of course it’s like that, White Lily~” he purred as he used his own staff to sail a brilliant, carmine red one at her!

“You should know by now my impulse control is at its weakest when I’m given permission to be silly!” He ducked from another one, though it still got his scalp, lightly scattering a brilliant pink into his hair. “I also don’t see you complaining~”

He couldn’t help it. She looked a bit too passive. Too much like a watcher. Had to lure White Lily in somehow…!

silverlimned

Lily has never been particularly agile. But in the face of being assailed by colorful eggs, a childish mirth bubbles up from somewhere deep inside, and she finds herself attempting to dodge and weave. Kicking off her heels, she started after him, trying to duck incoming projectiles. But she wasn't very dextrous in her gown, and with a muffled 'splat!' the egg impacted, scattering red across the silk of her gown.

" You have very little impulse control to begin with! " Lily argued back, a wild grin slowly starting to form on her face unbeknownst to her. She charged forward, her long ears twitching just in time to allow her to hear the sound of an incoming egg. This time she ducked, but lost her balance in the process, tumbling forward with a bright peal of laughter. Thinking on her feet, so to speak, she turned her botched dodge into a last minute attempt to tackle him, an egg in hand to smush against his chest. " Dodge this, Pure Vanilla Cookie! " she shouted, knowing he would never dare to drop her.

#ic.#ship: sun of my life.#vaniliight #sillyposting.

He leaned against her for a moment, needing. A quiet period where it was just the two of them. Breathe – one two, three. Four. Exhaled at five. “I’m trying very hard in keeping my composure, if they keep asking the same question I’m going to consider putting them in bushes.”

She shifted her staff carefully to the crook of her opposite arm, adjusting to his weight and presence automatically. Looping her arm around his waist, she drummed her fingers against his hip in silent agreement.

" It's all rather tedious today, isn't it? " she murmured, grateful for the distance between themselves and the others around them. " I'll be honest, if it were not for you, I would have nodded off ages ago. " That, and the fact that she kept imagining the pompous blonde one being chased by cake hounds. What was his name again? Cream Cheese Cookie? Custard Cream Cookie? Ah, Clotted Cream. Many of the Convocation of Elders bored her, but he was the worst. She played nicely, but only because Pure Vanilla insisted. Otherwise she would be elbow deep in her research.

" Shall I find a way to distract them? Summon a giant lily from underneath the table and upend all of their careful plans and documents? " She would never, but it had not stopped her from imagining it. And maybe the suggestion would lighten his mood a bit.

#answered.#ship: sun of my life.#verse: main; by silver light do we grow anew.#ic.#vaniliight

@vaniliight, response to your open starter

He couldn’t resist any longer. After making sure the animatronic rabbit that the Fount had graciously lent him wouldn’t get targetted for what he was about to do; Pure Vanilla picked up an egg. Was it purple? Pink? Orange? He hadn’t a clue! He merely took aim at a nearby cookie. And threw it at them!

White Lily Cookie had been minding her own business.

Easter was, after all, a holiday. And holidays were always rather busy, which made things... difficult. Especially for one as socially inept as her. But she was trying her best, and that meant participating in the festivities. Or at least, spectating them.

She was happy to play the role of passive observer until she felt something impact against her shoulder. A small explosion of pink paint splattered over her arm, stunning her for a long moment. Pure Vanilla Cookie knew good and well that she'd had no intention of joining in, but... it couldn't be helped.

" So it's like that, huh? "

A swish of her lily staff lifted a trio of eggs into the air. Green, blue, and purple sailed one after the other in his direction. Surely at least one would hit her mischievous friend.

#( sorry blockquote hates images. )#ic.#joins in on your Easter shenanigans.#sillyposting.#vaniliight