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What lingers first in Pure Vanilla’s memory are two eyes— cyan and blue.
They were not simply colors, not merely shades to be catalogued among the blossoms that lined the Vanilla hills. They were shadows caught in ice, stars buried in snow. And in the middle of all that frost, a boy who looked too small for the crown that would one day press against his brow, eyes too large for the timid boy who held them.
Pure Vanilla had not known then that love could strike so young.
He had thought it the sort of thing that bloomed late, like the orchids that only flowered when the sun coaxed them after patient months of waiting.
But with Shadow Milk, it was not coaxed— it was immediate.
Pure Vanilla is six, and he knows he's in love.
(It never changes)
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- Part 7 of My Cookie Works
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20 Jul 2026
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Shadow Milk was a ‘normal cookie’; he often found it funny that he shared the same name as a character from a novel he read. Friends and students alike frequently teased him for it. But alas, he was a teacher at heart, and there was no way in his mind that he would torment someone so kind-hearted who believed in the truth.
After all, Pure Vanilla was such a charming character that he was swayed by his lowest and cried at his peaks when he overcame his suffering.
This is why it was distressing to find himself as an astral projection watching over Pure Vanilla in a world where he was still known as “Healer Cookie.”
With a book in his hands, he was given a checklist of requirements. Oh- He was Shadow Milk Cookie, from the novel. Shouldn’t he be given a script? Witches, where would he even begin? He was a performer at heart, but in something so life-like, he might have been given an impossible task.
Please let this be a lie, or a dream. Yes, a dream was better.
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20 Jul 2026
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The God of Deceit was once a god who danced through truth like a flame through old parchment— destructive, beautiful, inevitable. But that was before the fae turned their backs. Before they bound him in this tree, with chains etched in runes that gnawed through flesh and soul alike.
Now he is stillness. Now he is silence. Now he is Shadow Milk— the god no one remembers, watching the world like a man at the bottom of a well watches the light too far above to reach.
And so he waits.
Through the thin membrane of reality, where the veil is weakest, he sees the world. He sees the golden fields stretching in humble simplicity, dotted with the flicker of sheep. He sees the hill, where wildflowers bloom with such audacity they seem to challenge the sky.
And there, in the middle of it all— white as a breath, still as a prayer —is the shepherd. Pure Vanilla.
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Pure Vanilla thinks of his flock as he dies. He thinks of Dandelion. He thinks of warm bread and honey. Of sun on his face. Of the feeling of grass beneath his feet.
Death is not merciful, it is not quick.
The shepherd bleeds, and The God of Deceit does not intervene.
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- Part 4 of My Cookie Works
- Part 1 of Deceit's Sacrificial Lamb Works
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19 Jul 2026
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That is where the disappointment kicks in, and his voice grows higher as his groan transitions into a whine while he pulls out from his lover’s dripping cunt to see how the condom is—bloated, heavy, its weight opting to pull itself down from his throbbing cock.
“Lohen,” he calls out to the smaller, younger man laid down beneath his figure, covering his eyes with his arms as he is panting, letting drool fall from the corner of his lips in sheer satisfaction and amusement.
“Lohen, please,” Varka could not help himself; his whines persist, leaning forward to take a closer look at his partner, showing his eyes gleaming with tears even with the dim lights emitted by only a candle or two. “Haven’t I done enough? Am I still not allowed to…? To… well…”
“Hmm?” Feigning ignorance, Lohen removes the covering on his devoid eyes, a faint light indicating a confident, delighted look, only further accentuated by the slight crescent adorning his lips. “What are you talking about, puppy?”
alternatively: That One Time the Grandmaster Became So Desperate to Cum Inside Me but I Made Him Wear Condoms Because He’s Cute When He’s Whining: Another Memoir by Lohen
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Shadow Milk is a cold, cruel serial killer who goes out late at night- unleashing his stress and anger on his victims and leaving a trail of corpses in his wake; Keeping his nightly escapades a secret from his lover.
Pure Vanilla thinks that his fiancé is cheating on him- and he will get to the bottom of this.
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- Part 3 of Carra_mele's ShadowVanilla fics
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16 Jul 2026
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The Liar King and the Truthful Shepherd by Vegetablejester
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
09 Jun 2025
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For a hundred years, the Liar King sat in his castle bound by a curse. His body twisted to reflect his heart and tongue bound to truth's as punishment for his misdeeds. Oh, how he wallows and despairs with no end in sight. For who could love a beast as twisted as he? But across the forest, in the vast planes and Alps, a Truthful Shepherd lives, spreading tales and love to the town that he adores. But is he as truthful as he seems? For desires lurk in his heart, under lock and key. Both fools are soon trapped in that same castle together. While the king's servants cheer for a future their curse may be lifted, things are never as clear and cut as they might seem.
A Beauty and the Beast inspired au with many elements inspired by traditional fairytales.
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- Part 1 of Anamorphosis
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16 Jul 2026
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So he played soccer as a quiet rebellion, cast spells on the pitch with his passes, and then he met Michael. Michael, ethereally, impossibly beautiful, like a prince or perhaps even a king, an emperor. Michael, who believed in the unexplainable, in his magic. And Alexis drowned, he drowned in cerulean eyes and sharp insults and a laugh he’d memorised, despite only having truly seen it twice.
Oh shit. Maybe I am gay.
Or: In which Alexis desperately needs a hug, Michael gets relationship advice from Itoshi Sae of all people, and they hurt each other enough to learn that the worst (best) kind of healing comes from separation.
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- Part 1 of a blue rose upon our grave
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12 Jul 2026
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There’s confusion on Varka’s face when their eyes meet. It lasts all but a second when he slowly comes to understand that Lohen is now missing all of his clothing.
“What happened to your…” Varka begins to say, slowly trailing off.
He never finishes his thought.
His eyes are too busy dipping down Lohen’s chest and stomach. A lump visibly forms in Varka’s throat when his gaze finally settles on the slender curve of Lohen’s hips—and the delicate pair of white panties he’s wearing.
In which Lohen learns something unexpected about Illuga’s sex life and decides to try applying it to his own.
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Stupidly, Varka said, “I’ve—heard about you.”
“Have you now? And what does everyone say?”
That you’re vicious. That you take pleasure in provoking the court. That peace bores you, and that you crave a good fight the way drowning sailors crave air. Varka gazed up into Lohen’s face, and the memory of the most famous rumour struck him like a punch to the throat. That you’re beautiful.
Right then, looking up at the Crown Prince he’d soon be swearing his life to protect, Varka could only say with complete and total confidence that one of those was true.
Crown Prince Lohen of Mondstadt is unruly, devious, and the most alluring person Varka’s ever known—and Varka is sure that serving as his knight will be the death of him one day.
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25 Jun 2026
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Varka smells something. Just for a split second. Not the damp smell of the cave, nor of the smoke wafting off the crackling fire. It’s a soft scent, cloyingly sweet, and he finds himself desperately sniffing at the air for more.
Then it hits him.
Varka’s eyes widen.
“Are you in heat?”
Staff shortages require Varka and Lohen to take on a mission in Dragonspine. Things go fine, until they're forced to take shelter amid a blizzard.
or: lohen goes into heat, varka is also there. what happens next will shock you
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- Part 1 of for you, i would
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“You’re doing it to make me jealous.”
Lohen raises his eyebrows like he’s intrigued by Varka’s accusation.
“Am I?” He chuckles, amused.
Lohen baits. Varka bites.
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24 Jun 2026
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OH MY GOD THIS FIC HAD SAVED ME FROM DYING OF THIRST
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Following the unexpected death of Alexis Ness, Michael Kaiser tries to move on until he opens a forgotten box, filled with fragments of the life of someone he never fully knew. Each item leads him to a new memory, a new regret, and the painful realization that their love was always greater than the time they had.
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Alexis dies and Kaiser grapples with the grief of discovering too late that he loved him too. Perhaps more than Ness himself ever knew.
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- Part 1 of Do you believe in the impossible?
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09 Dec 2025
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There's a dove in Ithaca. One that Hermes wishes to have to his own.
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Worship me at Sunset by Ceo_MessengerPrince (Trickyseams), Shanimeartist
Fandoms: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums)
14 May 2025
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It had been so natural. The shift between god and mortal, to friends, then to… this. His teeth worried the skin of his lip as he turned back to the mirror. He studied the map of freckles in an attempt to center himself. It was hard to accept the god's opinion of him, even on a good day. There was no secret of the gods playing with mortals. Enjoying the company for moments, even months, yet those stories always seemed so harsh. Coercion, trickery, and assault are just some of many ways the beings above played with them.
Hermes wasn’t like that. Not with him. Not with this. It felt like power was transferred when they were together. The moment Hermes had his sandals hit the Ithacan soil, he would fall to his knees before even suggesting Telemachus lower his head to the immortal.Was that natural?
Was a god capable of being so devout?
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Alternatively: Hermes shows how much he adores and worships his little Legend.
Bookmarked by Vtrain
13 Oct 2025
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Oh my, I haven't read something as good in a long while
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05 May 2025
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Dude keep ur pussy under control before I eat it by RedHeadBedHead
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
05 Apr 2024
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Scaramouche sucks Childe’s peewee oh wait he doesn’t have a peewee in this one
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- Part 3 of Scarachi goodness by ur boy red
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My Roommate's Bitchin' (He's Kinda Hot Though) by shusuffers
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
11 Apr 2022
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“I’m convinced he thinks you two are flirting.”
“He’d have to be an idiot to think that,” Scaramouche replies, appalled by the thought.
And then it hits him like a freight train. Childe is an idiot.
In which Scaramouche has the misfortune of being college roommates with his arch-nemesis.
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13 Mar 2025
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the art of embarrassing your fellow harbinger by diaphthora
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
23 Sep 2022
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Scaramouche cleared his throat and, in the mildest tone he’d ever heard Scaramouche use in his life, said, “Idiot, the others keep bringing those books up because your reactions are so extreme every time.”
He kicked Childe’s leg lightly, “If you don’t react, they’ll get bored.”
He blurted out, “Easy for you to say, you’re not the one bursting into tears and begging for a hard cock up his ass every other line.”
Shit. He shouldn’t have said that.
Scaramouche turned bright red and spluttered, “w-what the fuck, you’re reading it?”
Childe scrambled for an excuse, “I had to know! Dottore and Pantalone won’t shut up about it, and it’s me in that novel.”
Or: Someone's writing porn about Childe and Scaramouche and it's ruining Childe's life
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Bookmarked by Vtrain
08 Mar 2025
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This made me laugh and giggle so much omggg I need more
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“Rumor has it that the Electro Archon lets a puppet rule over her land instead of herself,” the Tsaritsa tells them both, though her eyes stay trained on Scaramouche.
“I’ve heard of it,” he whispers, still breathless more than anything else. His mouth feels dry and there’s adrenaline rushing through his veins that makes it so hard to stay still on his knees.
“You will obtain her Gnosis and bring it back home to me, won’t you?”
It’s not a question.
Beelzebul’s Gnosis.
A Gnosis that once was supposed to be his.
Or; Scaramouche finds himself in the Elventh Harbinger's company more often than he'd like. It culminates in them getting tasked with retrieving the Electro Archon's Gnosis and Scaramouche gets into conflict with his own feelings.
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08 Mar 2025
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tethered down, the elephant of my mind by gl0ssamer
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
05 Jul 2022
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And – Childe Tartaglia is a fucking frat boy. He’s sporting a bright red letterman jacket, Alpha Phi Delta running across his chest, and something about the fact that he’s in a frat is so insulting that Scaramouche takes a second to register anything else about him. The fact that he’s tall (people really shouldn’t be this tall), has messy ginger hair and a bright smile on his face, and smells so offensively of some overly masculine cologne that Scaramouche feels like he needs to hold his breath in.
Everything about him screams person I would never-ever-ever get along with. A frat boy who’s taking a philosophy elective when he can’t even write essays for shit. A frat boy who comes in with a loud “hey, sorry, I’m late!” and drops his sports bag on the table, almost knocking Scaramouche’s coffee over, and extends a hand towards him.or, the one where Scaramouche has no choice but to tutor Childe who’s failing his philosophy elective miserably, and he gets so much more than what he bargained for.
Bookmarked by Vtrain
05 Mar 2025
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Hell YEAHH I needed a fic that just GETS them like this