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“Open,” Shadow Milk ordered, like this was perfectly normal behavior before sunrise.
Pure Vanilla blinked. “What–?”
“Medicine,” Shadow Milk snapped, tilting the syringe threateningly. “Liquid. You need it. Your fever’s gross. I’m not dealing with it all day, again.”
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Pure Vanilla is sick. Shadow Milk begrudgingly steps in as caretaker.
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26 Jan 2026
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"For loving her felt like loving himself from a perspective he never knew."
A battle took place between the Ancient and Beast cookies, temporarily allowing the heroes to determine the fate of the olden cookies. Pure Vanilla Cookie knew they couldn’t depend on seals forever–they had to end the evil within. The best way was to offer companionship, even though neither side wanted to do it.
But among the Ancients, Dark Cacao Cookie seemed content the most, uncharacteristically. He loved her so much, yet knew there was nothing he could do for his apathetic counterpart. So, he decided to cherish the moments they share, no matter how futile they are for Mystic Flour Cookie. This was the life of the fatherly resolute, and motherly apathetic.
Alas, the era of peace wasn’t going to last forever. The Dark Cacao Kingdom, faced with the corpse-riding Moldswept Crisis, had to unite as one again with familiar faces making their appearance. But faced with their fated end born out of unalive creatures and burning emotions, could they survive this nightmare?
Or: Mystic Flour Cookie accidentally "mothers" a nation into mental well-being, including the lovedrunk king.
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31 Dec 2025
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Zhongli chuckles, nosing into the hairs at the back of Childe’s neck. It’s cosy, and the even pressure against Childe’s back calms his racing brain as Zhongli’s arms tighten around his middle. He can’t remember the last time he was held like this. In fact, he probably hasn’t ever been; snuggling in bed isn’t high on a Harbinger’s list of priorities.
It’s nice. He feels… safe.
“It’s fine, xiansheng,” says Childe, melting into the hold. “We’ll just keep this on the down low, right? Besides, I trust you.”
It’s a pity to realise now, standing in the lobby of Northland Bank, with a gnosis exchanged, a plan revealed, and Zhongli not sparing a single glance in his direction, that it was all a lie.
Childe curls his fists at his sides.
Trust—what a fucking joke.
He was a fool to expect anything else.
After Zhongli's identity is revealed to be more than he was led to believe, Childe endeavours to avoid Zhongli for the remainder of his stay in Liyue, and to forget all that passed between them. However, Zhongli refuses to let matters drop quite so easily, insisting on "talking" and "working things out".
Why can't things ever be easy?
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10 Dec 2025