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The Sage of Truth had many students over his innumerable years of teaching, and he'd be willing to admit that there were some he liked more than others. It wasn't until Truthless Recluse appeared on his roster that he realized just how much space a single pupil could take up in his thoughts. Purely out of circumstance, of course, with his cool indifference and continual chance encounters.
Right?
(Or, five times Sage thought he wasn't obsessed with Recluse, and the one time he realized he was)
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- Part 1 of Teacher/Student SageRecluse
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15 Dec 2025
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Wandering throughout the Spire, Truthless shudders restlessly. His wings are itchy, ruffling around as he stalks through forbidden halls. He can't help himself when he finds it. A beautiful ivory fabric with golden embroidered eyes that gleamed—he needs it. So, despite the punishment that would surely await his thieving hands, he takes the linen. It makes a lovely centerpiece for his bed, along with the other pillows and blankets and Shadow Milk plush.
His heat had taken him by surprise, a logical explanation to the growing throb in his chest. But it doesn't make sense—he'd planned his trip to beast yeast around his mating cycle, and the cold of the Spire did nothing to help his instincts. So why? Why was this happening to him?
Shadow Milk finds Truthless in this state, curled into a nest of blankets. Instead of leaving—of running—he finds himself staying. Preening Recluse's neglected wings comes easy; he'd had plenty of practice helping Eternal Sugar with her own pair, before their corruption and eventual imprisonment. It's a simple task, brushing out dust and pulling off broken feathers.
But Truthless won't be content with just preening for long.
Written for the CRK Big Bang <3
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- Part 8 of Identity_Theft's ShadowVanilla Works <3
Bookmarked by Starfishell
13 Dec 2025
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His body segments were dark, a deep violet that shone with an iridescent gleam. The eyes from his hair had migrated to cover them, too, each shining segment appearing to shift even more with how the eyes blinked in and out of existence on their surfaces.
As Shadow Milk's meters-long body twisted and folded, he caught glimpses of its underside, too- it was the same bright cobalt of his hair, the hue only made more intense by the blacklight.
Pure Vanilla couldn't tear his eyes away, eagerly drinking in each detail even as his body screamed at him to run. He was…enchanting; the colors and patterns of his new body hypnotically beautiful— in the deceptive sort of way that dangerous things were, to warn you not to come closer.
But Pure Vanilla didn't have a choice— the danger was approaching him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
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Or, Shadow Milk tries on a new form and puts on a show for Pure Vanilla. Centipede!SM, Oviposition.
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10 Dec 2025
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It was all encompassing, this feeling of… of…
Love.
Shadow Milk was enamored with the one who had stolen his soul.
What a disgusting feeling.
(A.K.A: Shadow Milk internally explodes while trying to figure out what love is and how Pure Vanilla manages to be this attractive)
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- Part 5 of Carra_mele's ShadowVanilla fics
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07 Dec 2025
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For as long as he had existed, Death had always been infatuated with Life.
(A.K.A: Shadow Milk gushes about how perfect his husband is for 13k words straight.)
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- Part 2 of Carra_mele's ShadowVanilla fics
Bookmarked by Starfishell
07 Dec 2025