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What if Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk had met long before the events of Beast Yeast?
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The portal was right there. Shadow Milk was going to escape and other was no chance they would ever find them again. Not until the beasts unleashed their dark plans throughout the land of both Beast Yeast and Crispea
So Pure Vanilla makes a choice.
A choice he might yet regret, considering he's now put the master of lies right next to his ear. Perched atop his head
Or: Beast Yeast episode 8 but instead of getting away Shadow Milk is defeated and sealed inside Vanilla's new hat.
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Bookmarked by Fabbb_09
01 Sep 2025
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bookmarkinggg: Begining chap 16 I loveeee this
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Pure Vanilla reached out. Time seemed to slow as his hands moved. But then, Pure Vanilla’s hands stopped, as they always did — And awkwardly hovered over Shadow Milk’s lower arms, the intention clear enough that it couldn’t be ignored.
Shadow Milk just stared down at the hands. He remained silent. They were so close and yet the lack of the touch was more apparent than ever.
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Shadow Milk is touch starved. Pure Vanilla reaches for everyone, except him.
Bookmarked by Fabbb_09
03 Feb 2026
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so cute, coming back for when i need a little tooth rotting in my life
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What lingers first in Pure Vanilla’s memory are two eyes— cyan and blue.
They were not simply colors, not merely shades to be catalogued among the blossoms that lined the Vanilla hills. They were shadows caught in ice, stars buried in snow. And in the middle of all that frost, a boy who looked too small for the crown that would one day press against his brow, eyes too large for the timid boy who held them.
Pure Vanilla had not known then that love could strike so young.
He had thought it the sort of thing that bloomed late, like the orchids that only flowered when the sun coaxed them after patient months of waiting.
But with Shadow Milk, it was not coaxed— it was immediate.
Pure Vanilla is six, and he knows he's in love.
(It never changes)
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- Part 7 of My Cookie Works
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He’s back here.
He’s back here.
Oh Witches damned, let it be just a nightmare - a demented illusion of his wretched mind.
. . .
He should have known. Should have known that peace would never last, despite much of his Other Half's reassurances.
Sent back to the far past in the midst of war, Shadow Milk finds himself ill-adjusted to who he used to be. Yet, there's one thing he's absolutely certain - he can't allow the Virtues to go down that path, not again.
(Hundreds of years in the future, a shepherd searched and longed.)