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vibke · 11 hours
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More poems
This one is for @raptor1312 ! To be honest, I wrote it some time ago, but I had already managed to show it to the creator of the AU, so the gestalt was closed and I completely forgot to post it. (*/ω\) But I'm actually pretty proud of it, so I'm posting it anyway >:3
In the depths of despair, where nightmares reside, 
Pure Vanilla, in shadows, his spirit does hide. 
In a web of the dark, a puppet on strings, 
By Shadow Milk's malice, his soul it clings. 
A flower once blooming, now withered and torn, 
Ensnared by thorns of the sorrow, forlorn. 
Each night a battle, in the void they clash, 
Pure Vanilla's essence consumed in a flash. 
A servant to shadows, a prisoner of night, 
Devoid of magic, of sound, of sight. 
In the abyss, where shadows do loom, 
Pure Vanilla's fate is sealed in a gloom. 
A servant to the beast, against his will, 
Forced to obey, his spirit to chill, 
Abused and beaten, in shadows he weeps, 
In silence, the sorrow forever he keeps. 
Unable to eat, to sleep, to speak, 
In this shadowy state, so dreadfully bleak, 
Lost in the abyss, where nightmares dwell, 
Pure Vanilla trapped in a cruel spell. 
In the presence of friends, a charade he plays, 
Masking the torment, in a shadowy haze. 
Alone in the darkness, his cries unheard, 
As Shadow Milk's tricks remain undeterred. 
White Lily Cookie, with courage and grace, 
Sees through the shadows in the darkest place. 
A beacon of hope in the shadows' domain, 
To break the curse, to ease the pain. 
Through trials and lies, the hope does ignite, 
In the heart of darkness, where despair bite. 
A tale of sorrow, a quest for the grace, 
For the cookie that’s trapped in the shadow’s embrace. 
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vibke · 5 days
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"Welcome, welcome! Please take a seat, the spectacle promises to be grandiose! Tonight I will be your host, the one and only Shadow Milk!"
Pure Vanilla's body now serves as a vessel for a potent destructive force. Even if this vessel breaks, the fragments will reassemble again after a while. Because of this, you can do a lot of hilarious things with him: tear off any limbs, open him alive or deprive him of his head! (=ↀωↀ=) But he still feels this terrible pain. A little bit about physiology, when receiving injuries of any kind, a large amount of vital energy is spent on healing them. The more serious the injury, the more energy will be spent, so VERY serious injuries can put him into a state of savagery in order to make up for the shortage sooner.
(this week I have a strange desire to draw poor PV in a more magnificent dress…… I'm not a creep, really(⇀‸↼‶)
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vibke · 7 days
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Right now I have a rather obsessive idea of writing poetry about some PV AUs. People seem to like it, and unlike drawing, I can write even while not having the access to my PC. The only thing is that writing poetry requires a lot of time and careful study of the material, looking through all the posts, analyzing what is happening, thinking of appropriate emotions and atmosphere and stuff, so that I could correctly convey the idea and feelings that the author put into their creation. In addition to that, writing poetry is not easy. On average, it takes several hours. (I am such a slow worker(T^T)) So far, I have written poems only for my most beloved creators. But there are lots of other amazing AUs! Also it will be at least some unique content on my part ( °-°)
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vibke · 9 days
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(Slowly turning PV into an anime) ฅ•ω•ฅ
Honestly this weekend everything was falling out of my hands, the drawings were just terrible and I thought I'd just give up. But I came to the conclusion that depression wouldn't help me get better, so I decided to draw something cute. Also there are some facts about my AU PV:
His eyes can see, but they are extremely sensitive to light, so he prefers to keep them closed
He is very sensitive to magic of any kind, so he can see the world around him even without the help of sight. According to the magical aura that every living being has, he can understand everything about his interlocutor
He knows Braille and reads books in it
His emotions are slightly blunted, since childhood he used to learn to understand the emotions of others and adopt them
But now Pure Vanilla has a keen sense of empathy, allowing him to intuitively understand the emotions and struggles of those around him, offering quiet support and compassion to those in need
when he is interested in something, he unconsciously turns his head slightly to the side
he has extremely low self-esteem, he considers himself useless and without value
He considers the life of any creature to be a treasure that no one has the right to take away
He likes to spend time in nature alone with himself, enjoying quiet moments of peace
He can't stand loud noises, they make him feel sick and dizzy
Pure Vanilla's connection to nature runs deep, as he has a special affinity for tending to the fairy kingdom's enchanted gardens, nurturing vibrant blooms and whispering secrets to the ancient trees that dot the landscape
(pls tell me if there are any good educational videos about shadows (everywhere) and folds (on clothes), now I draw them purely on intuition :">
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vibke · 10 days
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OH MY GOSHHHH!!!! The drawings are really really lovely, cute and neat, you did such an amazing job!!!!!
(─‿‿─)♡ Also please accept my personal thanks, this is the first time I have been mentioned in the Vanillaverse, it is such an honor for me! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
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got the motivation to compile and finish all the vanillaverse sketches :D. most are from past posts but there are some new aus in this image as well ^^. stargallerys redeemed shadow milk isn't in colour because i wasn't able to find a ref for his colour palette so i am sorry about that ;v;
credits down below(warning, very long lol):
deceit of identity belongs to @tangents-from-an-awkward-void ,actor and the doll belongs to @shoople-aaa ,phantasmagoria belongs to @darkfluffydragon ,intertwined opposites belongs to @scarapanna ,bitter nightmare belongs to @groovyfrog420 ,blueberry milk belongs to @puppermation, trapped forever soul belongs to @sleepyflowershead ,Whispers of the Predator belongs to @vibke, dad! shadow milk belongs to @blueshadowdad, light milk belongs to @shadqw-milk, impure vanilla and the cotl crossover au belong to @silly-vanilla, born evil belongs to @ashuribbon, melty dough belongs to @onesacrificiallamb, fragmented knowledge belongs to @midnightsilverchelly, corrupted jam and redeemed shadow milk belongs to @star143gallery ,umbras swap au belongs to @umbraluminance , the other swap au belongs to @i-am-dumb ,shadow thorn belongs to @juartist ,shadow vanilla belongs to @saltghost, me and my shadow belongs to @raptor1312, obernices possessed pv belongs to ofc @obernice , polivine belongs to @itzrhymesgamers, zhivchikovs corrupted pv belongs to @zchivchikov ,patent lies belongs to @locosquif ,mirrored destinies belongs to @mime-the , and finally two truths and a lie belongs to @two-truths-and-a-lie
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vibke · 11 days
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Now they are all gone
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When the clarity of consciousness returned to him, Pure Vanilla found himself standing amidst the once lively village, now hauntingly silent and empty. The weight of his actions bore down on him, suffocating him with guilt and horror.
As he gazed upon the blood-stained remnants of what was once a thriving community, a lump formed in his throat, making each breath a struggle. No one was able to survive. The toys scattered on the ground, now tainted with the echoes of the past, served as a stark reminder of the lives he had extinguished.
Vanilla's mind was clouded with conflicting emotions. He felt a deep sense of remorse for his unforgivable actions, knowing that his moment of weakness had led to a devastating outcome. He couldn't bring himself to kill only 1 cookie in his right mind, which led to such consequences. He couldn't even remember their faces, their existence reduced to mere pawns in his hands.
Despite the overwhelming sorrow that threatened to consume him, a disturbing temptation lingered in the air – the sight and smell of blood, momentarily captivating yet sickening. It intensified his self-loathing, amplifying the realization of the monster he had become.
Tears welled up in Vanilla's eyes as he grappled with the weight of his deeds, questioning if there would ever be an end to his mourning. The once vibrant lives that he had callously snuffed out now seemed as fragile and disposable to him as a dandelion in the wind.
(About the AU name..... I came up with "Whispers of the Predator" .A bit long, but i suppose it's quite accurate and a little mysterious :Р
I really had a lot of fun drawing blood (=ↀωↀ=)
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vibke · 12 days
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Hello there! ^^ I was just wondering, if your pv + smc au have a specific name? I think your au is very neat and was curious :>
Awwwww, thank you!!!! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) I am very happy to hear this!
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About the name........ Actually, I didn't think much about it. (。。*) But I suppose it would be a good idea to come up with one! I'll reflect on that tomorrow. Also feel free to share if you suddenly have something on your mind!
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vibke · 13 days
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Ah, yes, quality content
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vibke · 14 days
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"C'mon, open up, don't be a silly"
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The dynamic between Milk and Vanilla mirrors a cruel and heartless owner's treatment of a pet, akin to a toy manipulated at will. Milk's interactions with Vanilla oscillate between fleeting moments of interest, where he may feel compelled to engage in conversation, play, or provide sustenance, but these gestures merely scratch the surface of his transient amusement with his "possession." Conscious of his dominance and authority, Milk disregards Vanilla's desires and emotions, reducing him to a compliant subject who must acquiesce to Milk's every whim.
It is important to highlight Milk's twisted notions of entertainment, characterized by sadistic inclinations that inflict suffering and anguish upon others. He may coerce Vanilla into horrific acts such as dismembering other cookies while they are still conscious, extracting pieces of their bodies, or instructing him in lethal spells. For Vanilla, these experiences are profoundly traumatic, eroding his spirit and resolve, rendering him subdued and compliant over time.
!!!!!just to make sure, there is absolutely no romance in the actions of Milk and there will be absolutely no romance. His actions are cruel and disgusting, as they suppress any manifestations peculiar to free living beings!!!!!!
(While I was at school, I decided to sit down and think about what I like about other artists' drawings. It seemed to me that the more details a drawing has, the more interesting it is to look at, so I tried to add gradients and textures. I hope it turned out well! I also started watching training videos on how to draw body proportions, hair, eyes, and so on. In short, I continue to experiment with style :Р However, i do have a feeling that PV is becoming more and more feminine :'Э
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vibke · 16 days
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Me when writing the AU plot:
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The concept of reaching a point where death appears to be a preferable outcome holds a certain allure for me. Death is commonly viewed in a negative light, symbolizing the termination of all possibilities, aspirations, and dreams. However, when existence is overshadowed by unending anguish and torment, does death not emerge as a potential escape route? Vanilla in the past was ready to sacrifice his life to save the world from Dark Enchantress, do you think he would not have the heart to kill himself now having transformed into a harbinger of darkness wreaking havoc upon the world?
In a moment of profound despair, Vanilla attempted to take his own life, recognizing death as a potential release from his torment. Yet, his efforts were thwarted. Grave injuries triggered a descent into a state of uncontrollable savagery, resulting in tragic losses and the deaths of numerous innocents. Subsequently, he refrained from pursuing such drastic measures again. Freedom eludes him, ensnaring him in an unending cycle of suffering from which there is no escape.
(I decided that I would try to post something even while I am at school. Most likely, these will be memes, reblogs, some info about the AU or my personal reflections on it that I can write on my phone. I will post drawings and large posts on the weekend. During the week, I will also think over the future plot, since so far only the beginning has been written)
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vibke · 16 days
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My holidays are over, now I won't have that much time to draw (TヘT)
However, because of that i decided to post some more accurate information about how the Vanilla's new physiology works, since before that there were only some interesting facts. Here is the same pic but with silly notes (ノ*°▽°*)
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Sooooo, what the hell has happen?
Basically,
Shadow Milk cookie infused a substantial amount of his life magic into Pure Vanilla cookie, fundamentally transforming his essence to mirror that of milk itself, establishing a familial connection between them. Milk, being a pristine wellspring of vital energy, sustains himself internally without the need for external sources, unlike Vanilla, who must assimilate the life force of other cookies to thrive. This absorption can only be achieved by consuming another cookie alive, with the intensity of their suffering directly correlating to the energy garnered.
The constant expenditure of this vital energy is essential for Vanilla's survival, yet it can also be deliberately harnessed for magical purposes. Also existing in the physical realm demands a higher energy expenditure compared to the void. Vanilla feels hungry all the time, regardless of the energy level. Despite the persistent gnawing hunger, Vanilla exercises restraint, indulging in consumption only as a last resort when energy levels dwindle perilously low.
When the energy level reaches this point or when grievously wounded, Vanilla's sanity unravels, plunging him into a frenzied state where he indiscriminately attacks and devours any cookie in sight, save for Milk. Even at maximum energy capacity, this ravenous frenzy persists, transforming Vanilla into a feral being devoid of speech, reveling in the carnage and suffering inflicted upon others. Respite from this state is only achieved once energy peaks and no viable targets remain for consumption.
However, a glimmer of hope resides in Lily's voice, capable of momentarily grounding Vanilla and averting complete loss of control, hinting at a potential emotional tether that may offer salvation. The preservation of memory and knowledge during these frenzied episodes contrasts starkly with the loss of coherent communication, replaced by primal vocalizations akin to predatory animals.
Taking all this into account, Vanilla's main goal is to prevent loss of sanity. If, even in a wild state, Vanilla cannot find and eat anyone, or if he is killed, then his physical shell will collapse. However, the symbiotic relationship between Vanilla and Milk ensures their physical shells can regenerate using the vital energy of the other upon destruction, rendering their demise nearly impossible. This makes the destruction of each of them almost impossible, since they both have to be killed within a fairly short period of time. Milk as a whole is not set up to lose, and Vanilla enters a state of savagery when seriously injured, so you need to try hard to kill two at once. Vanilla predominantly resides in the void, emerging sporadically to hunt in the outside world to conserve energy, while Milk adopts a congenial demeanor, advocating for joint dominance in the world, a proposition Vanilla resists.
The psychological toll of wanton violence and senseless slaughter weighs heavily on Vanilla, compelling compliance in the face of Milk's dominance, exacerbated by the threat of descending into unrestrained savagery when resisting. The trauma inflicted by brutal acts of violence reinforces Vanilla's obedience, believing himself unworthy and trapped in a cycle of submission.
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vibke · 17 days
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After undergoing a mysterious transformation, Vanilla found himself unable to consume regular food without experiencing intense dizziness and nausea, triggered even by the sight of ordinary meals. Curiously, beverages did not elicit the same adverse reactions. The condition restricted Vanilla to eating only other cookies, a realization that weighed heavily on his conscience, as he sought to avoid unnecessary harm to others. Consequently, he chose to ingest cookies solely when his vital energy reached critical lows, leading him to endure prolonged periods of starvation.
In this challenging reality, tea provided a modest source of relief for Vanilla, offering a slight improvement in his condition. The warmth of the drink as it settled in his chest brought him a fleeting sense of comfort amidst his struggles, serving as a small respite in his otherwise difficult existence.
Navigating a delicate balance between sustenance and morality, Vanilla persevered through hunger and deprivation.
(omg, just look at this silly dizzy face! It's simply awesome (ΦωΦ)
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vibke · 17 days
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I tried, really (●´^`●) I'm not sure that it turned out well, but this is my first attempt to create a video, so I can be forgiven (I hope)
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vibke · 18 days
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Can I hug Pure Vanilla?
He's so sopping wet cat coded/pos/silly
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Of course you can! You can't tell from him, but PV really is happy. It's just hard for him to accept that someone doesn't perceive him as a monster after what he did
(I also was trying to keep your PV design while I was drawing, hope it turned out well)
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vibke · 18 days
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How did the cookies react to pure vanilla cannibalizing a faerie?? Pretty out of character for him so I’d wonder what everybody would think of him after witnessing something like that 👁️👁️
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The once serene realm of the fairies was shattered by the chilling sight of Vanilla, the gentle cookie they knew as White Lily's closest companion, committing an unfathomable act - consuming one of their own kind. White Lily, with tear-filled eyes and a heart heavy with disbelief, stood frozen in place, her mind unable to reconcile the kind soul she thought she knew with the monstrous act unfolding before her.
The rest of the fairies, their delicate wings trembling in shock and horror, struggled to make sense of the incomprehensible scene before them. Whispers of disbelief and fear rippled through their ranks, their voices tinged with a mixture of desperation and disbelief as they grappled with the sudden betrayal of trust from Vanilla.
For White Lily, the incident cut deep, a jagged wound in her heart that threatened to shatter the memories of the kind and compassionate friend she once knew. Her gaze, filled with a cocktail of sorrow and confusion, sought answers in the depths of Vanilla's eyes, now clouded by a darkness she could not fathom.
As for the other fairies, their perception of Vanilla as Lily's loyal companion clashed violently with the harrowing reality playing out before them. Their minds raced with questions, their hearts heavy with a profound sense of loss and betrayal as they struggled to come to terms with the unthinkable truth laid bare before them.
In this moment of profound despair and shattered illusions, the fairies stood united in their shared bewilderment and sorrow, grappling with the cruel twist of fate that had torn apart the fabric of their once harmonious world.
In a desperate bid to save Pure Vanilla from his mysterious transformation, White Lily sent urgent letters to the ancients, calling for their immediate assistance. Only Shadow Milk knew the truth about Vanilla's plight, yet White Lily clung to hope, determined to rescue her dear friend
(Awwwww, thank you so much for asking! It was such an interesting experience for me to think about how the characters felt! There is never too much drama and suffering (^��^)
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vibke · 19 days
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Pure Vanilla finds himself engulfed in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions, his inner turmoil threatening to consume him. A profound sense of self-loathing pervades his existence, casting a dark shadow over his every thought and action. At times, he is overcome by waves of despair so intense that tears cascade down his cheeks unbidden, his heart weighed down by the burden of his own despised being.
In moments of despair, laughter bubbles up uncontrollably from within him, a stark contrast to the pain that grips his soul. His laughter, hollow and tinged with bitterness, echoes through the empty spaces of his fractured mind, a poignant reminder of the shattered pieces of himself he struggles to piece back together.
Only the sharp sting of physical pain has the power to jolt him out of his emotional abyss, a temporary respite from the relentless onslaught of his inner demons. In desperation, he resorts to biting and hitting himself, seeking refuge in the fleeting distraction that pain provides
(Also you can ask questions to PV/SM or any other characters from my AU if you want to, I will try to draw answers in small sketches)
(I decided to try drawing more expressive eyes and a different hairstyle, I'm still looking for a suitable art style :P
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vibke · 20 days
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Flowers :D
(Also first time PV isn't suffering, lol)
(I have an idea to make a small animation out of this, but I'm not sure if it will be good since I have never tried animating, so there is a chance that it will remain as an image)
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