ShadowVanilla
Shadow milk cookie x pure vanilla cookie
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Shadow Milk convinced himself that in order to fully regain his lost power after the battle at the Spire, he must fool Pure Vanilla into letting down his guard completely. What's the worst that can happen if he just takes the hand stretched out in front of him?
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Shadow Milk's growing obsession with a certain Vanilla cookie unknowingly leads him into a redemption program. (Intentional on Pure Vanilla's part, though.)
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"―it was a splendid encounter, truly! You should have witnessed it, my recluse. Though I suppose seeing my other self's deteriorating state wouldn't be pleasant in any case."
"Is that what's bothering you then?"
Or A moment between Truthless Recluse and Sage of Truth after the encounter with Timekeeper Cookie.
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The doll’s hair was like a galaxy of stars weaved in blues, as the white bangs looked as soft as the clouds. The last amount of sun rays against pale blue skin color blended well. Its white gloved hands, small and fragile, were folded nearly in its lap. Its eyes were closed, lips small, and the ratio for blush was perfect. It wore a modest maid dress, black and white, long and ruffly. White stockings, black Mary Jane’s. There was a small dark blue marking on its forehead.
This doll was in perfect condition. Just a bit dusty.
“Well…Aren't you a beauty?”
Truthless Recluse murmured as he carefully approached the elegant sitting doll.He grabbed its chin, of which scarily felt quite realistic for being a doll. He tilted its head at every angle, checking for cracks or missing pieces. Perfect. Conditioned.
His eyes catch a price tag on its clothing.
“Don't mind if I do…”
He mumbled as he reached for the tag.250,000 dollars.
Truthless Recluse’s eyes widened, a low whistle escaping his lips.
A 250,000$ doll that I'm about to get for free.
He turns the tag over, seeing a name.
Fount of Knowledge.
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Shadow Milk never wanted to be here, a prized spouse-to-be at the hands of the Summer Court's King, Pure Vanilla.
Alas, fae politics do not allow humans to enter their circles; thus, change must be had.
This sparks a bit of trouble.
(Hell hath no fury like a dark fae born of scorn.)
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Summary: It was time for The Annual Beast Get Together! Now normally, the others don't invite Shadow Milk. They may have been feeling a little bit generous that day, but.. Instead of games and fun, The Get Together takes a massive toll, which ends in tears, Horrific Silence, and a member running away for good. The beasts will attempt to bring Shadow Milk back, but it seems as though Shadow Milk decided to change his ways. Will the beasts bring him back to corruption, or will they join him?