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"Shadow Milk, do you wish to spend the night in this bed tonight?" Pure Vanilla knew how greedy for attention the Beast of Deceit could be, but he hadn't expected his sleeping space to be so suddenly hijacked.
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Shadow milk wanted to get attention from Pure Vanilla and occupied his bed. However, he did get it, but not exactly in the form he originally wanted.
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When the old world burns by Natsu_Naka
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
01 May 2026
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"Three thousand years is a long time to keep a secret, especially when you are the secret yourself."
When Dottore set the Irminsul ablaze, the world didn’t just burn- it forgot. The Ley Lines snapped, the Archons fell. In the vacuum of that cataclysm, humanity rebuilt. They evolved. They birthed "Quirks" from the rotting remains of ancient meteorite, calling it progress. They forgot the names of the gods. They forgot the shape of the Seven Nations.
But the Abyss does not forget, And its shadows do not burn.
The Wanderer is a puppet of a dead era. Cast into the deepest void during the Fall, he survived 2,900 years of crushing silence, searching for a trace of who was exiled before him. When he finally crawled back to the surface, he didn't find Teyvat. He found a neon-soaked world of 'Heroes' and 'Villains' playing with the diluted sparks of a forgotten divinity.For a century, he has ruled the underground as a ghost—a vigilante who resented the very concept of Quirks. He was content to watch this "new world" crumble from boredom, until a he found another remnant of the old world. A dragon friend of his- frozen in a eternal Ice into long slumber.
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Don't Bite Off More Than I Can Spare by Rabbit_With_Socks
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
08 Nov 2025
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"You've uncovered your cruel truths." The recluse bites out miserably, defeated. "You know what I am." Shadowed eyes peek out from beneath the hermit's heavy hat, glaring halfheartedly over his shoulder for only a moment. "Now leave me.”
"But what if I did?" The jester tries, floating over the bed to peer at the hermit's face.
"Did.. what?"
"Shared." Shadow Milk replies, blinking owlishly. "My jam."OR
Pure Vanilla never indulged in his vampiric urges. Truthless Recluse, however, is not above hunting the fauna around the spire, even if it leaves him wracked with guilt, on top of his already fragile mental state. Shadow Milk investigates these strange attacks, and finds himself as the latest victim, much to his delight, and much to the vampire's dismay. While tending to Shadow Milk's wounds, Truthless Recluse finds himself slipping into old habits, a softness that he'd thought he'd left behind in the river.