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“How wonderful!! Afterwards you can help me with errands too! I need to get some groceries, visit the flower shop…” Pure Vanilla chirped as he continued to list chores one after another making the beast go from flushed to deathly pale.
What had his jealousy signed him up to?!
He just wanted a lazy day in bed!!
“—and then we will come back home just in time for dinner!”
Dinner?!
Shadow Milk really didn't want to go through all that trouble today… but how could he possibly say no when Pure Vanilla looked so happy just to spend time with him?
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OR: join Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk as they spend a regular day together from waking up to falling back asleep.
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07 Feb 2026
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All that is left are ruins, but at least Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk have each other.
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- Part 1 of Carra_mele's ShadowVanilla fics
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08 Jan 2026
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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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19 Dec 2025
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Shadow Milk froze, as if he could somehow avoid the impending interaction if he stayed completely still, which was an entirely foolish notion, and probably came from whatever animal instincts a sheep’s body came with. After all, they were very nervous animals, and Shadow Milk cookie was not a helpless little lamb.
Of course, the healer, being a foolish cookie who cared about insignificant things, smiled warmly down at him. A tanned hand slowly reached out towards Shadow Milk, hovering unobtrusively, just shy of touching the side of his snout. The healer was clicking his tongue now, and making other appeasing sounds, trying to get him to come closer.
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Shadow Milk wants to spy on Pure Vanilla, and decides that turning into a sheep is the best way to achieve his goal. Pure Vanilla thinks his new form is utterly adorable.
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06 Dec 2025
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“I am not!” He snaps irritably. “Tell me, oh so foolish Vanilly, why would I, the great Shadow Milk cookie, the Beast of Deceit, possibly be afraid of something as pathetic, and insignificant as bad weather!?” Shadow Milk’s voice is dripping with contempt. Pure Vanilla is sure he must be gesturing wildly, deeply offended that his fear has been noticed.
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The great Shadow Milk Cookie, the Beast of Deceit, is afraid of something as pathetic, and insignificant as bad weather. Pure Vanilla notices.
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06 Dec 2025