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✰✿Silent Salt Cookie x White Lily Cookie's Sister Reader + Shadow Milk Cookie, (mentioned Elder Faerie Cookie)✰✿

✰Love in the Silence of Shadows✰

დLong one-shot angstდ

Elder Faerie Cookie is only mentioned as name

Slight dark but not much

I was inspired by the picture of white lily and elder faerie

I tried to keep this as close to canon as possible (really trying, when i asked ai if this fits or not, ai said it does, but my brain is having a hard time remembering the real story :'3)

A longer fanfic than i thought

A/N: here you go! Did you expect it? I surprised you lovelies? Say it say it~ Silent Salt is after silence again, no doubt sooo Salt here, Salt there, Salt everywhere!

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It was only you and Silent Salt Cookie.

The Earthbread around you was as quiet as death itself— even the wind seemed to bow in silence before Silent Salt Cookie.

You were on your knees, and all you could do was wait... Wait for him to speak. Because the only one who could break this silence— was Silent Salt Cookie himself.

You should have listened to your sister... You should never have come here, never set foot in Beast-Yeast. But you had to see him— the Beast Cookie who sought your sister's Soul Jam, as others do. The Beast Cookies were dangerous and powerful... But you couldn’t allow innocent Cookies to be harmed— if you have Soul Jam or not.

Then suddenly, you remembered something Elder Faerie Cookie once spoke of— a name, a story perhaps. It must have been about him, Silent Salt Cookie.

That must be the reason he hadn't struck you down with a single swing of his blade... And hadn't crumbled you away...

Elder Faerie Cookie...

You would not forget his name.

But now— you began to feel numb, your mind blurred and your dough no longer obeyed your will. It felt as though your own soul was resisting you, as if it refused to let you move.

What was this? Be corrupted? Is this what corruption feels like? Is that how they felt? A failure, inadequacy, madness, careless... And evil...

No... No way... Could this be an illusion? It even begins to feel like time isn't passing...

All you could do was look up at Silent Salt Cookie. The longer your gaze lingered on him, heavier everything felt and silence grew so loud it became deafening.

But what are these thoughts? So many thoughts in your mind.... Why don't they stay silent..! Decay? Manipulation? Soul Jams? Beast Cookies claiming to be the righteous side...? No... This was deception— a manipulation you had fallen into.

And when the Truth finally reached you, you came back to yourself—

only to see him still there, Silent Salt Cookie was before you, his hand lifting your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. For a moment, time itself seemed to stop.

Then, at last— Silent Salt Cookie chose to break the silence. "Look at what you've become, little flower. Different from your sister, yet sharing the same kind of resemblance… But the two of you together disturb the balance." His voice cut through the stillness so sharply that you hesitated to even move. Then, as if feeling the need to continue, he spoke again. "One of you chases the sun while the other follows the moon. You may not see it now, but know that I am being kind to you… Y/N Cookie."

He fell silent once more, as if lost in thought— though his face gave nothing away, hidden beneath that solemn helmet. The silence stretched on. It was deafening, almost maddening. You could swear he was remembering someone, if not for that barely audible murmur that reached your ears.

True to his name, he was far too quiet— painfully so, and yet there was something hauntingly heavy about it. You struggled to find the courage to speak, but before you could, his voice returned.

"Close your eyes." The command itself made you obey, and you did— the sound of his soft sigh reached you soon after.

"I knew I remembered you. That explains why this all feels… familiar. You don’t remember, of course, but…" He paused, as if trying to arrange his words carefully, keeping them neat and distant. Showing gentleness toward you was something he could not allow himself. Admitting it— that was his greatest fear.

"But I and the others... Remember what you did. Unfortunately, you don't... We discussed it with him, and thought it would be for the best— you... You know who I mean." Then, as if realizing he’d revealed too much, Silent Salt Cookie went silent again.

When you finally opened your eyes, the world was eerily quiet— as always— but his words kept echoing in your mind. You already knew who he meant…

Elder Faerie Cookie...

You didn’t know what they were hiding from you, but you wanted to know. Elder Faerie Cookie had once told you it was for your own good that the truth remained unspoken… but—

How can you ever fix yourself without knowing the Truth?

“But you know as well as I do— the Truth can’t stay hidden forever. It’s only a delay! And what happened to Solidarity?!" You snapped, your voice trembling with the mix of courage and grief. Silent Salt Cookie had changed, yes… but what was it that you didn’t know? Why did they think this was the right choice?

“Silent Salt Cookie…” you began again, your tone steady but eyes full of confusion. “I know you made that decision together with him… but why? I don’t understand. Does my sister… do the other Ancient Cookies know about this?” You asked, hoping for an answer— but all you received was silence. It wasn’t anger in his eyes, it was hesitation.

Silent Salt Cookie chose not to speak, as if the Truth was a sacred secret buried deep beneath Earthbread itself. You needed answers. You had to try. “Please… are you hiding this from me because you want me to follow a different path than my sister’s? What is it that I shouldn’t know? What makes you think I can’t bear it, Silent Salt? Please… say something, even in your silence.”

You fell quiet, the sadness weighing heavily on your dough. Silent Salt Cookie was already quiet— but just when you were about to lose hope, his voice cut through the stillness. “Y/N Cookie… you and I both know I won’t tell you this. Don’t beg further—” He hadn’t finished when you finally burst out, rising to your knees. “Why?! I have a right to know, and you’re being ridiculous! Has silence become your shelter now?! When there’s no one left beside you—”

“Silence!” The word struck like thunder. His tone was sharp— commanding— and his hand moved, gently but firmly, to guide your chin down, forcing you to sit back. The cold authority in his voice made you swallow hard and your dough felt as though it had already cooled, but you refused to surrender.

Another long silence filled the space. Then he spoke again— his voice still cold, refusing to soften. “Y/N Cookie… I don’t think you understand me, and I will not repeat myself. If you insist on knowing the Truth, know this— you’ll lose your way. Just like your sister.” His words echoed in your mind, tightening your chest. Could he be right? No— the Ancient Cookies couldn’t have been wrong! And yet, doubt lingered.

Your hesitation made him continue, trying to make you understand, “Your mind is clouded now, that’s clear enough. But I’m not the one who should tell you this… And if you ever meet them again...” Before he could continue, a mocking, theatrical voice pierced through the air. “Ohh, look at this~ Our noble knight, protecting his princess while trying to flirt at the same time. How delightfully tragic… and boring!”

Shadow Milk Cookie...

Of course it was him.

He drifted between you two like a performer who’d just entered the stage. Silent Salt Cookie stayed quiet, perhaps already predicting where this would lead. Shadow Milk Cookie, ever the trickster, positioned himself between you like a self-proclaimed officiant, his grin stretching as reality began to twist. The world twisted— and yet everything looked the same, should something change?

Suddenly, he had taken the form of an old Cookie— frosting and long beard, aged dough. He raised his hand, summoning a dark blue portal, and from it pulled a book before sealing the rift with a snap. Slowly, almost theatrically, he flipped to a page and began to read aloud.

This had to be a joke. What was even happening? Shadow Milk Cookie— with a beard? You were speechless. Silent Salt Cookie merely crossed his arms, silently waiting for this absurdity to end.

Shadow Milk Cookie, however, seemed to enjoy the chaos more than anyone else. He demanded that you both recite vows, as if this were some twisted wedding ceremony. But when neither of you responded, his irritation grew— until an idea flickered in his mischievous mind.

He shed his old Cookie disguise, returning to his usual jester form, grinning wide. Before you could react, he slipped behind you, arms wrapping loosely around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder, and you froze by that.

It was obvious— he was doing this only to provoke Silent Salt Cookie. And it worked.

Without hesitation, Silent Salt Cookie reached out, grasping your hand and pulling you behind him, shielding you from Shadow Milk Cookie’s antics.

“Ohh~ getting possessive, are we, Salt? Sharing is caring, you know?” Shadow Milk Cookie teased, his voice dripping with mockery. To which Silent Salt Cookie replied, his tone low and unyielding. “Coming from you, that’s hardly a virtue. Play your little games in your own realm, and leave us out of them.” Silent Salt Cookie spoke with a restrained edge, a mix of cold warning and faint mockery in his tone, and Shadow Milk Cookie took it as a challenge, his grin stretching wider.

“Oh, did I hit a nerve, hm? Ahahaha! A virtue, you say? Who needs virtue when lies are so much more entertaining?” he laughed loudly, not waiting for a reply. Even though his lips curved in a smile, his eyes had narrowed with a dangerous gleam. “And without my little games, TELL ME, where’s the fun in that? Aaaand isn’t this what you wanted, Salt? With your precious Cookie..~” Shadow Milk Cookie taunted, his voice laced with a wicked thrill as that familiar evil aura began to rise around him.

Silent Salt Cookie remained quiet for a moment, but the tension in his stance made it clear— he would respond. “You’ve changed, Shadow Milk... But be careful… trip on your own stage, and the fool everyone laughs at won’t be me." he warned in a low, steady voice.

For a fleeting second, Shadow Milk Cookie’s smile froze. He couldn’t deny the hit landed. Once, they had fought side by side— Silent Salt, who had Light of Solidarity, and Shadow Milk, who had Light of Knowledge. But those days were long gone... They are not same anymore...

Shadow Milk Cookie forced his grin back, though his voice now carried a hint of restraint. “Oh, how dramatic you are! But you underestimate me, don’t ya~? I never make MİSTAKES. And no one— NO ONE can deceive me~!”

A blatant lie, of course. You knew it too well. After all, Pure Vanilla Cookie had deceived him once… but saying that aloud would be far too dangerous.

Silent Salt Cookie, however, was not one to yield— especially when it came to you. “Either leave us be... Or reflect on the mistakes you’ve already made, Shadow Milk Cookie.” he said coldly, and that made the jester’s grin falter just slightly. His pride stung, his tone turned sharp though he masked it behind playfulness.

“MİSTAKES? Oh PLEASE, what could I possibly have done wrong?” he asked, feigning innocence before letting out a dark chuckle. “If you wanna play the hero in this script, go ahead— but what’s the point of a hero’s act when there’s no audience to watch?”

Before you could react, his smirk twisted wider—and in a swift motion, you were pulled toward him. Invisible strings of shadow coiled tightly around you, binding you and lifting you from the ground like a precious puppet caught in his grip. "She's mine, Silent Salt Cookie..."

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