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"Good day to you, Shadow Milk." A gentle voice.
Pure Vanilla lifted his free hand, palm facing up. Not quite demanding. Not quite requesting either. A gesture that was held open for as long as Shadow Milk needed to decide.
Shadow Milk didn't take long to follow through, placing his hand against that open palm and let himself be slowly pulled close to the former. His floating made up for their height difference with Shadow Milk being slightly smaller. A fact that he very much resented.
Or 5 times Shadow Milk was kissed out of nowhere by Pure Vanilla who pretended nothing happened right after and 1 time he got his revenge. (Or also, recognizing the loss of Pure Vanilla Cookie's old Kingdom)
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- Part 2 of PureShadow (The Healing After)
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Shadow Milk would like to say that he didn't exactly intended for this specifically but hey, he's not going to complain.
Or,
Shadow Milk jokingly tweeted that basically saying he wants his own personal Viridescent character bot. At one in the morning, with a sleep-deprived brain. Not the best decision, but he's not exactly known for those. Especially not in the internet; both his friends, followers, and definitely his twitter posts could attest to that.
Unfortunately, someone did not take it as a joke.
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- English
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Bookmarked by Frozenwings267
19 Apr 2026
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The Fount is perfection. Divinity made. Not a single scratch on its surface.
( This is a lie. There are fractures. There were pieces missing. )
The healer is imperfect. Mortal, but with a touch of divinity. A life full of missing memories and the means to heal anything.
( This is a truth. There are fractures. There were pieces missing. )
Fate converges. The cards are flipped over. The wheel begins to turn. Divine meets mortality. ( Slowly the pieces start to fit together. )
Bookmarked by Frozenwings267
19 Apr 2026
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And oh, you can't ignore just how Shadow Milk loved his hair.
He literally would run his hands through it at every opportunity, playing or lightly pulling it in the process.
The feeling of soft golden locks on his hand made him smile and giggle like a sneaky little kid, wanting to drown in this moment forever...Bookmarked by Frozenwings267
15 Apr 2026
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Shadow Milk & Pure Vanilla both figure out what the other is into. Shadow Milk doesn’t realize how much Pure Vanilla can match his freak.
(A makeout fic with absolutely zero plot)
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11 Apr 2026