TruthlessRecluse
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So, he stays quiet, and watches, and listens.
He shifts in his seat and bites back a huff.
He can't be obvious— can't let himself be caught. But the tight warmth of the Soul Jam of Deceit wrapped snugly around his length makes this a near-impossible task.
OR
Pure Vanilla fucks Shadow Milk's Soul Jam during a meeting.
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09 Mar 2026
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Truthless Recluse has an unfortunate habit of disappearing whenever he argues with Sage.
Sage dislikes it. He only wanted answers.It just so happens that when Truthless returns again, Sage is on his period this time.
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26 Feb 2026
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“I must say, I’ve been getting… bored, as of late.”
“Bored?”
“Well—not bored, but in the need of somethingg… different.”
Different. That word never meant anything tame.
“Like what, my dear?”
Shadow Milk’s eyes darted around the room obliviously as he dug a thumb into his palm, framing his thoughts like a confused student trying to clarify a difficult topic in a lesson. “Have you ever fantasized about… not being the one on bottom? Being the one ruining instead of being ruined? Plowing instead of getting plowed?”
…Though, those words belonged nowhere near a classroom.
OR: Pure Vanilla fucks Shadow Milk with a strap-on.
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- Part 3 of Indulgence
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21 Feb 2026
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A few weeks since becoming mates, and Macaque is pissy about Wukong wanting to 'properly court' him before they sleep together again. Too bad his heat triggering nearly three weeks early at almost 2 am might have something to say about that.
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Aka, Macaque and Wukong spend his heat together for the first time since becoming mates.
Titled after the song 'Fantastic' by King Princess.
*I DO NOT CONSENT FOR ANY OF MY WORKS TO BE USED OR SCANNED BY AI*
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- Part 2 of My ShadowPeach Playlist
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08 Feb 2026
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When the flood of feelings had left his lips, there was silence. He moved his hand as if to touch your face before remembering himself and pulling back.
What beautiful agony was this? To be so in love that it manifests in your chest like a dagger. His eyes filled with tears, which he held back, because he couldn't leave a trace of his visit. He carefully slipped from your bed to kneel on the floor, head bent, unable to bring himself to leave, knowing he must.
...Pierrot comes to visit you at night and has a realization and is basically sad and depressed and needs a hug.
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28 Dec 2025