What would happen if the five great heroes didn't corrupt? What would happen if the narrative was different? What would happen if the story you all knew changed?

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Here will be Canon x reader but based on songs that I feel like it. Feel free to request by writing name of song and what character you want to be...but most of the time will be with beast because there is not much about them.

Like all my other Cookie Run stories, Reader's name is (C/F) Cookie, which stands for (Cookie Flavor) Cookie. Since people really seemed to like my last one, here's this. Unlike Liar, this story is for me to try and write the darker aspects of Yanderes. Vanilla doesn't smell sweet when it reminds me of you...

Всякие драбблы, хэдканоны и реакций по яндере персонажей из игры Cookie Run. Тут исключительно моя фантазия то как я вижу персонажей игры их в качестве яндере!!

Prune Juice Cookie идеал

Дисклеймер - Я не являюсь русскоговорящей,простите за ошибки - Персонажи в каких то главах хуманизированы или нет -я не обещаю, что буду писать часто или много - я сильно отхожу от канона - В этом фанфике на Т/и - женского пола,хотя посмотрим ‼️‼️ хочу добавить, на всякий случай, иногда упоминаются односторонний Пурлили (чувства лишь со стороны Пьюр Ваниллы) Приятного чтения ~ 🌸

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞, 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐫, 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦. " 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: Shadow milk and other cookies related in game are not mine, the only cookies are mine is the protagonist and antagonist

"Another day, another mission done!" You take a brief sigh after finishing your daily missions in Kingdom. You turned off your phone and call it a day. Inside your phone, Gingerbrave, the mascot and the main character of every single Cookie Run game ever since their series debut long ago, has happily announced that their fellow baker is happy of what they have accomplished. "Great work everycookie! Seems our Baker is very happy that he managed to accomplished their daily missions for today!" He said as every single cookie from Ovenbreak, Kingdom, Witch's Castle & even the newly game that just came out, Tower of Adventures happily cheered in happiness. But then one day...something changed. "...I think I'm getting a bit burned out from playing each Cookie Run game..." You said as you rubbed your head, a bit stressed out and tired. "Ovenbreak is becoming pay-to-win recently, Kingdom is releasing too much overkill cookies that everytime I need to save up my crystals and other stuff, Witch's Castle is getting a bit too boring now, and Tower of Adventures is getting a bit laggy and buggy nowadays..." You sighed and not sure what else to do now but then you said... "Mabye...I should quit playing Cookie Run and move on to other games..." Those words struck the cookies behind the screens with sadness and despair. You turned off your phone to take a break, and went to take a bit of a walk. As the cookies were falling down to their knees and having tears on their eyecing on realizing what you said, they can't let you go. They won't let you move on from them. They need you. Until...they realized that their games became their pay-to-win prison this whole time...they all had enough. They want to escape from their game prisons and go to you. Then, they all devised a plan. Those words that you said to them with no awareness of yourself, will change your life forever.

Long ago, when the witches forged the five beast cookies, they unknowingly left behind the scorched remains of failed dough, blackened crumbs, and discarded bits of cookie magic in the depths of the oven's shadows. These fragments coalesced, not by design, but by raw essence and lingering enchantment. From the ashes, you were born; a cookie not crafted by hand, but by consequence. You are crumbled, a calm, drifting presence with an uncanny silence and a gaze that unsettles even the boldest hearts. Neither malicious nor warm, you wander Earthbread without purpose, untouched by time or kingdom. That is, until you cross paths with the five Beast Cookies, each held a sudden warmth before corruption. They recognize something in you. Something wrong but right. Something unfinished yet whole. You don't seek them, but somehow, they begin to seek you. Each one, in their own way, becomes enchanted, fascinated by your mysterious nature. They argue, scheme, and plead to keep you in their kingdoms. But like smoke, you always vanish. Years passed, and the background of your mindless trails held the post status of wars that happened years ago that you never cared for. You then discover a kingdom in ruin, its walls are cracked, flags tattered, but its heart still beats. Five unlikely cookies find you there, cookies not of power or legend, but of hope. They want to rebuild, to create something sweet from what was lost. And for the first time, you stayed. But as you help breathe life into the forgotten kingdom, shadows from the past begin to stir, old flames of obsession, buried secrets, and the haunting truth of what you truly are. (Adopted by @Z_Y_Nightmare)