Riverisde_Cryptid



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    Hundreds of years in the past, before a gallery of unknowns, the last word is said by a man in black.

    Hundreds of years in the future, yellowed pages are pulled up from the bowels of Nacrene Museum, and handed to a man in white.

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    A train conductor punches his own unwanted ticket to a first-class Lovecraftian experience, and feels the need to tell everyone about it.

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    15 Aug 2025

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    Worn, mismatched eyes turn to the crystal sphere resting on the table, seated neatly on its wooden stand. It pulses softly, starlight swirling in its impossible depths. A gift from the Witches themselves. His window to the script of the universe—to futures untold.

    Mercy, they called it.

    He stares at it, unmoving, twirling the quill in his hand without a thought. Its whispers fill his ears, reminding him of his unquenched thirst, beckoning him for a sip. He knows it's poison. He knows what he'll see if he dares to glimpse again.

    With a tremble of his hand, he sets the quill down. A feather-light caress along the orb's glassy surface is all it takes.

    He is standing in a flour storm. He's on his knees before the ruins of his first kingdom. He's cradling a crumbling child in his arms, his face wet with tears. He is futile. He is enraged. He is desperate.

    He is nothing.

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    19 Jul 2025

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    SNARFD EATEN AND LEFT NO CRUMBS

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    It’s such a nonsensical thing to do, to touch and feel the other squirming beneath him. To devour delighted, mischievous gasps and breathless laughs that devolve into something shameless and wanting. They are Cookies crafted by godly creators, not common beasts that rut and mate in the fields to bear offspring. There is no point in this. Their bodies are not made for this.

    Yet each time Shadow Milk’s hands pass over his hips, each time they dip lower and tease new form into being - Pure Vanilla cannot help but feel he was made for this and this alone.

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    EXPLODES AND SCREAMS AND BLOWS UP OJ THE SPOT THIS IS SOOOOOO YUMMYYYYYYYYY

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    "In art, chiaroscuro (...) is the use of strong contrasts between light and dark, usually bold contrasts affecting a whole composition." (Wikipedia).

    How long can a lie remain a lie before it becomes a justification to linger? For how long can one lie about motivations before the lie becomes their truth?

    Shadow Milk Cookie makes good on his threat that Pure Vanilla Cookie's kindness will be his undoing. He arrives in the Vanilla kingdom asking for help, lying that his followers have turned on him and his magic is gone. This lie wraps him up in itself until he is completely enmeshed, unable to tell where the lie ends, and where his true motivations begin. That lie becomes an excuse to linger.

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    17 Jul 2025

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    It has been three months since the Healer was taken prisoner by the Witch. Alone and starving, he clings onto hope of one day escaping.

    But one small act of kindness begets another, and soon the blind man finds himself with three little mice visiting his cell. At first, he is grateful for the newfound company, but that quickly turns into curiosity when it seems there's more to these "mice" than it seems.

    Meanwhile, Wizard and Strawberry really wish Gingerbrave would stop getting these crazy ideas....

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    If you see this fic posted anywhere but Ao3, please assume it has been stolen. I only ever post my works here.

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