MixingRainstorms
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- Haikyuu!! (3)
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10 - They kissed each other like they'd been waiting for lifetimes, maybe they had
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Tanaka Ryuunosuke: this guy is such a loser i want him in my bed immediately
Aka: haikyuu characters as iconic Twitter quotes, me pushing my manwhore Tanaka agenda & chaotic Tanaka+Tsukishima / Tanaka + kyoko friendships
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Kageyama, Tsukishima and a flower
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- Part 1 of Ficlets
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“You know, I never thought I’d be here” Neteyam spoke up again. He peered over his shoulder and beemed up at a shell-shocked Aonung.
“Where? Awa'atlu? It is not that far of a journey from where you and your people come from” Aonung said nervously raising a faux inquisitive eye at this. Neteyam rolling his eyes at the boy.
“You know that’s not what I meant, Aonung” Neteyam said turning his gaze back down to the water beneath his feet.
Bookmarked by Meringue (MixingRainstorms)
28 Jan 2026
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Shadow Milk gasped as he thought of a perfect solution. "Say, how about I help you out, hmm? I'm sure you'll get a nice, deep sleep if you let all that pent-up energy out on little me!"
Pure Vanilla sat up in the bed, looking at Shadow Milk with an unreadable expression. "Are you sure?"
Wow, not even a hint of reluctance. Maybe the geezer was more pent-up than Shadow Milk had thought, hmm?
Shadow Milk responded by rolling over and straddling Pure Vanilla, the blanket sliding down over his back and exposing his naked self to Pure Vanilla.
Bookmarked by Meringue (MixingRainstorms)
21 Jan 2026
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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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Bookmarked by Meringue (MixingRainstorms)
21 Jan 2026
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Three brush strokes to the right. Two to the left. A hand smoothing over his forehead, sweeping his bangs aside.
Shadow Milk knows the pattern well. His hair is always brushed the same way, in movements that seem almost robotic in how perfectly they’ve mastered the repetition. The bristles of the brush always skim over his closed eyes with such care, nimbly avoiding anywhere they might prick or poke. It always ends with a few final touches, tucking any stray wisps back into place before the brush is set back down on the dresser before him.
Pure Vanilla’s hands smooth through Shadow Milk’s hair, coming to rest gently on his shoulders.
“There. Ready for the day?”
Shadow Milk does not answer.
Shadow Milk has not answered in a long, long time.
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- Part 2 of Jamma Jambound's SDVN works
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Bookmarked by Meringue (MixingRainstorms)
20 Jan 2026
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Shadow milk makes a small plush of himself that connects to him as a way to make Pure vanilla disgusted, the tides end up turning on him as the ancient proves to be more bold and turned on by the idea than he would've ever assumed, and he finds himself enjoying every second of it.
Bookmarked by Meringue (MixingRainstorms)
20 Jan 2026