GhostingCrows
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“Welcome back to the land of the living,” Dark Enchantress greeted with false magnanimity. “I do hope you’ve enjoyed your stay thus far.”
or: Elder Faerie is revived by an unlikely source.
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31 Jan 2026
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i (heart) you by honeyturtle
Fandom Minecraft (Video Game), Searching for a world that doesn't exist, Searching For A World That Doesn't Exist - Wifies (Web Series)
04 Dec 2025
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in which d3rlord3 and the king in yellow dance around their obsession for each other
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10 Nov 2025
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“As usual, you prove you know me better than I know myself,” Salt admits, pulling away. “I crave time neither of us possess. Insatiable, as you said. I suppose this will have to suffice.”
In which flowers begin to bloom around Elder Faerie, and Salt yearns to know the reason why.
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- Part 4 of beneath the silver tree
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08 Oct 2025
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Elder Faerie hasn't been able to move on after seeing his friend sacrifice himself for all cookie kind. It messes with his head, there isn't a day he doesn't think of his Knight. Sometimes with sadness, with grief, with annoyance.
And sometimes with want.
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- Part 1 of Jello_Cup15's Kinktober!!
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04 Oct 2025
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“Wait— Golden Cheese Cookie… Please wait.”
Golden Cheese froze mid-step, and carefully she finally turned her head, just enough for White Lily to catch her profile; the gold of her skin catching the dim candlelight like burnished metal, and her eyes, when they met White Lily’s, were unflinching.
She felt the familiar jolt, that moment of breathlessness in her chest. Golden Cheese’s face was a map she had studied once too many times, she wasn’t quite sure when it had begun or if she ever stopped, but even now, with the chasm of stretching wider, her eyes moved without her willing it to, tracing the graceful slope of Golden Cheese’s neck, the slight downturn of her mouth, and the lines at the edges of her eyes that deepened when she was tired or resolute.
“Y-you should rest here, too…” White Lily suggested, hands knotting tightly together at her waist, as though that would keep them from reaching out on their own. “It’s late, and—”
“Don’t.
Don’t think you can simply walk back into our lives and expect everything to be the same. Not with me. Not with my kingdom. You’ve done enough.”
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02 Oct 2025