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Shadow Milk Cookie had been keeping to himself— disguised as the young Blueberry Cream Cookie— when Pure Vanilla finds him and offers some motherly comfort of his own. As the evening goes on, Shadow Milk starts to lose sight of the line between "method acting" and finding genuine comfort in the cookie's gentle embrace.
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- Part 1 of A Splash of Milk
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Under mysterious circumstances, Shadow Milk Cookie regresses into a child's form, uncorrupted and with no memories from the last few thousands years. It falls to the Ancients to not only solve the circumstances of this transformation, but to undo it-- and maybe raise a few deceitful children along the way.
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At the cusp of defeat, Shadow Milk gets transported to a backwards world: Dark Enchantress was sealed away before she could do any lasting damage, the Beasts never came to be, and the Ancients rule over an otherwise peaceful world.
Oh, and apparently his counterpart is dead and hailed as a hero. Because his life wasn’t already complicated enough.
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What happens when the guy who basically saved all of cookiekind comes back as an evil, corrupted version of himself?
Healing. Healing is what happens…hopefully.
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While in Middle School one of Midoriya's notebooks is found by Pro Hero Snipe. It causes an uproar within the heroes of UA as they try to find the author. This, in turn, changes Midoriya Izuku's life in ways he could never have imagined.
No beta. I apologize for any mistakes.
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Tanned hands sprinkled with darker freckles, tracing a slow path up the white and golden sleeves of his suit, as if mapping the texture and committing it to memory, as they traveled from his pale blue palms to his covered elbows, and further still to his shoulders. Tracing the shape of the wide popped collar of his uniform, before pausing at the cool feeling of the golden metal that lined the lozenge-shaped pin holding the blue gleaming Soul Jam.
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And from there, those freckled hands, so very very warm, travelled up, fingertips gently brushing his blue chin and tracing the shape of his jaw and neck, while the thumbs brushed the lower half of his cheeks, memorizing the feel of his face and skin, before they moved to cradle the sides of his face, holding onto him so tenderly, so lovingly, that he couldn't help but bring his own hands up to rest over them in return, holding them lightly to his face as he leaned his head to the left, pressing his cheek further into the warm palm, and just letting himself enjoy the contact, his pale blue face now flushed a darker blue, even as he allowed himself the luxury of a brief nuzzle, unable to resist the temptation when it was being so willingly offered by his counterpart.Series
- Part 1 of Warm Touch
- Part 1 of NSFW PureMilk fics