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A crack in space-time leaves the Fount of Knowledge standing in front of Shadow Milk. Everything he used to be, everything he abandoned. Everything he is now, everything he has lost.
Let's not think too deeply about that, shall we?
(AKA i want them to hatefuck about it) (OOPS theres plot now)
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- Part 4 of milk/heart's CRK smut
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12 Jul 2025
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Determined to prove Ivan doesn’t have feelings for him to win a stupid bet, Till embarks on a mission to repel Ivan in every possible way.
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Till wasn’t stupid. He’d been almost below average since preschool, sure, but he knew right from wrong. He knew stealing was wrong, that lying was wrong…
… killing was wrong.
Of course it did. Till knew that. And he still knows that. Whatever Ivan was displaying, it’s tolerable. Offending, but not harmful at all.
All of that held true, until Ivan proved otherwise.
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Shadow Milk Cookie has been staying in his room and away from his usual duties as being the Master of Deceit ever since the falling out of obtaining his soul jam back from Pure Vanilla Cookie. His concerned minion, Black Sapphire Cookie, wants to help bring his spirits back up to try and help his master reset and relax. He didn't realize that the best stress reliever he could give Shadow Milk was himself.
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27 Jun 2025
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Let Me In || Shadow Milk x Pure Vanilla by crypt1cr1ddl3
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
06 Jul 2025
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Inspired by the song Monitoring by DECO*27!
Shadow Milk had been lonely for a while, and so had Pure Vanilla. But when guy meets guy, things start to get… messy.
Vanilla smiled gently in an attempt to ease the tension. “You don’t have to pretend to be perfect. I’m not sure where you got the idea that you should be, but it’s unrealistic. Please,” he said, resting a hand on the newcomer’s. “All I want is for you to be yourself. In this shop all are welcome! And besides,” he chuckled, “it’s only me and you right now. It’s not like we’re performing for a crowd.”
He was met with a blank stare. His hand still rested on the other’s. The visitor could feel Pure Vanilla’s warmth seeping into his cold skin. He felt the pressing need to pull away, to free himself from this scary feeling, this unfamiliar sense of comfort, to leave the shop right this moment and run far, far away, to keep himself isolated and safe, safe from the dangers of this unnaturally kind stranger. But somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to.
“…Shadow Milk.” He blinked. The other had been silent for so long that Vanilla had begun to think he was mute. Noting his obvious confusion, the man backtracked. “Shadow Milk. My name is Shadow Milk.”
Bookmarked by protylestar
13 Jun 2025