a soft place
to land.
cocoon is your journal, your lists, and a focus timer — living together in one pastel world. it greets you gently, keeps everything on your phone, and never, ever scolds.
no account · no ads · android first
one little world, everything inside
journal · tasks · focus · keepsakes · meadow
papers & stickers
a journal that feels like a page, not a database
gentle daily prompts, washi tape, and stickers that float over your words — including ones cut from your own doodles. tag the day with a mood: five soft faces, no wrong answers.
- –washi-tape dividers & polaroid frames
- –lasso any doodle into a die-cut sticker
- –chrysalis letters — sealed until a day you choose
the draw — chrysalis deck
one card, every morning
thirty-six cards in four gentle families. each front holds a single word — roots, clearing, harvest, undertow — and turning it over asks one quiet question. no fortunes, no fixed meanings: what a card means today is entirely yours.
go on — turn today's card over
a week of draws settles into a little almanac — the words you were dealt, the answers you kept, resting beside your journal — drawn at dawn, kept for the quiet hours.
keepsakes
your screenshots, rescued
share anything into cocoon — screenshots, links, little text treasures. cocoon quietly describes and tags each one for you, right on your phone, so "that pink dress" actually finds the screenshot. no more camera-roll graveyard.
its little guesses arrive as ✨ chips — editable, dismissible, never applied behind your back.
everywhere you look
little corners, quietly waiting
the mood sky
the month, as weather — tap a day to paint how it felt, and watch the season drift by.
the atlas of you
islands rise from the words you write — a hand-drawn map of your inner world, charted entirely on your phone.
spaces — rooms of your own
school, us, recipes, brain dump — every room keeps its own palette and cover, and the private ones lock.
doodles & stickers
pastel crayons that flatter your hand — then lasso any doodle and it becomes a die-cut sticker for your pages.
cocoon sessions
focus spins a cocoon.
finishing hatches a butterfly.
choose 25 quiet minutes. mochi spins. when you come back, something with wings is waiting — and it lives in your meadow forever. leave early? mochi just takes a nap. there are no dead trees here. and every session can carry a soundscape — rain, café hum, a fireplace, or a song of your own.
press & hold the cocoon
the lavender skipper
hatched from a moment of quiet. she's in your meadow now.
pick tonight's weather
a little weather for your focus · plays right here
the meadow is your effort, in bloom
every butterfly remembers the session that hatched it — dawn species for early mornings, rare wings for long quiet stretches. flowers grow with your habits. it's your focus history, told as a garden instead of a chart.
chrysalis letters
write to future-you, seal it into a chrysalis, and choose the day it opens. new year, your birthday, "after finals."
replays
every day, quietly replayed
while you simply live, cocoon gathers the day — the tasks that bloomed, the lines you wrote, the things you tucked away, the mood you tagged — into one soft thread. open any date and it replays itself, moment by moment.
ordinary tuesdays, kept like keepsakes. the calendar becomes a little time machine.
the nooks
little nooks for the things you love
cozy shelves for your books, films, and songs — cocoon keeps the cover and how it left you feeling, never the thing itself. press a line between the pages like a petal. finishing a book releases a pagewing into your meadow.
no star ratings, no leaderboards, no "3 books behind." a review is just a page in your diary.
the atelier
a little studio for moments worth sending
when a page deserves to leave the nest, the atelier composes it for you — photos, a few lines, the day's mood, woven into a pastel card. never a blank canvas: it arranges first, you nudge after. touch a piece and it pins; a reshuffle ✨ deals a fresh arrangement around everything you've placed.
then dress it in a frame — and each month, everything folds into cocoon wrapped: your weeks as cards you'll actually want to share.
tap a bud — nothing in here barks, promise.
and yes — kind to-dos & habits
to-dos that bloom, never bark
type "call grandma tomorrow 5pm" and cocoon simply understands — dates, reminders, repeats, all of it. overdue tasks wilt to a soft amber, never an angry red. habits grow little flowers, and streaks nap — they don't break.
full task power lives underneath — repeats, smart lists, calendar sync — tucked politely behind doors until you reach for it.
private by architecture
your diary never leaves your phone
not a promise in a policy — the way cocoon is built. there is no server to trust, because there is no server.
no account, ever
open the app, name your caterpillar, begin. no email, no forms, no cloud.
the clever bits stay home
tagging, tidying, and gentle suggestions are computed by your phone itself. your words are never sent anywhere to be understood.
yours to keep
encrypted on your phone, backed up to a file only you hold. leave anytime, take everything.
kindly priced
free to begin. gentle to keep.
journal, tasks, focus, and your meadow are free — with no ads, ever. premium opens the full wardrobe: every theme, sticker pack, and seasonal drop.
monthly
$1.99 /mo
about the price of a small pastry
annual
$19.99 /yr
two months free, tucked in
founding lifetime
$34.99 once
every cocoon app we ever make, free forever. founding week only.
prices are set for local pockets, not exchange rates — ₹59 in india, Rp 12,000 in indonesia, and 180 LKR in sri lanka.
still in their cocoons
cocoon is growing a family
small, single-purpose siblings — each one soft, each one local-first. they're not quite ready to hatch, but you can hear little rustles.
glowworm
a little light to read by — your cozy reading companion.
hatching soonpalette
a pocket studio for doodles that wander.
hatching soon
hive
your savings, safe and warm inside.
hatching soon