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Shadow Milk is pissed because Pure Vanilla refuses to take care of himself. No matter how much he tries to get the other of have even a modicum of self respect he just goes right back to working himself into an early grave.
Eventually Shadow Milk snaps and decides to use an unorthodox solution to get the other to start caring for himself better.
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- Part 3 of CRK Freaky Pride Month 2026
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21 Jun 2026
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“Offer me enlightenment, then.” He continues. “Guide me, ô grand Sage of Truth. How may I be of service to you ?" His eyes do not waver, still fixated on the heterochrome gaze of the Sage.
A grin forms on the “grand Sage of Truth” ’s face, the corners of his mouth reaching his ears.
“Marvelous !” He gleefully clasps his hands together. He giggles, his tone cunning. “I knew you wouldn’t let down a poor Cookie in need.”
The only answer he won from the Recluse is a monotone face accompanied by a low, exasperated breath— the most he could probably get of him— which is already a trophy in itself. Seeing as the Recluse wasn’t inclined to talk more, the Sage decided to take the matter in his hands and continue his monologue.
“Well then, a massage is all I need.” He simply states.
A casual demand to relieve stiffness and tiredness. Nothing more.
“That’s all ? Anything else ?” Is all Truthless Recluse ironically offers as a response.
“Anything else…?” the Sage repeats. “Probably you.”
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A wildlife researcher fulfills his dream of meeting a magical, yet dangerous creature.
Title is An Eater by Matt Martians!!Bookmarked by Jester_guy
18 Jun 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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18 Jun 2026
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"Don't play coy. I saw how you looked at me. I saw how you stared." He sat back, legs spread across the chair so his knees were on either side of Sage's legs. His skirt rose, so, so close to showing a hint of underwear. "So, I'm making an offer."
Sage swallowed. "Uh huh... Your offer is...?"
"I'll let you fuck me while I copy your notes. Deal?"
Sage of Truth and Truthless Recluse have an arrangement. Sage will give Recluse his notes and, in return, he gets to fuck Recluse. Usually, the latter shows no reaction, and doesn't seem to care much at all for it, until...
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17 Jun 2026