MinorInconvenience
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“Recluse, please…” He sighs, voice honeyed and sweet and appealing. His eyes flutter open and rake up the enrobed frame of his other half, settling on his shadowed face and meeting stormcloud eyes.
“You are insatiable,” Truthless Recluse frowns deeply but doesn’t tear his gaze away from the Sage’s desperate display. In fact, he pays sharp attention to the way Sage writhes against the ropes, plush thighs spread wide and invitingly.
“I am,” the Sage agrees in a breathy rush.
Truthless’s eye twitches. ”Sage,” he starts warningly, but to no avail as Sage rolls his hips up into open, empty air and lets out a long indulgent moan.
He’s trying to rile him up.
The Recluse is ashamed to admit that it’s working.
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"I won’t make a deal,” Pure Vanilla says, plain and simple. “Not unless I understand every word of it. Not unless I believe it fair. And not if the price is someone else’s pain.”
“You dare to set your terms,” The fae murmurs, his voice no longer playful. No longer velvet. It is frost now, delicate and sharp enough to flay skin. “You sit in my ring, in my garden, and you deny me?”
Pure Vanilla meets his gaze, calm and clear. “Yes.”
The fae snarls.
“I could kill you,” the fae whispers. “Slit you open like a fruit. Spill your mortal heat onto my garden and let the flowers drink your heart."
“You could,” Vanilla agrees mildly. “But I’m told human meat is stringy, and frankly, I’m not sure I’d make a good stew.” He takes another small bite of rice, chews serenely. “Besides, isn’t that just a myth? You lot eating people.”
“You’re testing me,” The fae snaps. “I should curse your tongue to rot in your mouth. I should blight your precious village until even the stones forget your names.”
“Can’t,” Vanilla says lightly, tapping the side of his riceball with one finger. “You’d need my true name. And I’m fairly certain you don’t have it.”
The fae curses.
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- Part 2 of My Cookie Works
- Part 1 of Pureshadow fae au
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Shadow Milk Cookie might have redeemed himself, but does it really count when Pure Vanilla is the only one who can forgive him?
And what will Pure Vanilla do if others are not accepting his methods to save a soul?
(Or the meeting between the other Ancient and PvSM takes the worst turn.)
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- Part 1 of ShadowVanilla collection
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(Inspired by @1m41w4's (on twt) somno comics!!!)
Pure Vanilla was late to their bedroom, tired from a full day of ruling his kindom, despite no longer being king. Having promised Shadow Milk to have sex that night, Pure Vanilla asks Shadow Milk to use his body as he sleeps.
Of course, Shadow Milk uses the offer to his advantage.
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- Part 3 of Mine, All Mine. (SMPV NSFW fics)
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“Recluse,” he starts first, tilting his head over to find himself face to face with the vanilla-scented cookie, “You’ve come.”
For all it is worth, Truthless Recluse is as much of an enigma to the Fount of Knowledge as the cycle of life itself is to a mortal cookie. Despite the Recluse’s sudden appearance into his life all those months ago, he has still struggled to find out who exactly the cookie underneath star-ridden robes is, and why is it that he has come here... Not just to his abode, but to this time.
“I have, my dear songbird,” The Recluse murmurs, the nickname causing the Fount’s face to flush a slight blue. Regardless, he shakes it off, much too used to the terms of endearment that slip off the other’s tongue. “Did you believe I would not?”
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Or, an AU where Truthless Recluse goes back to the past for unknown reasons, and makes his way into the Fount of Knowledge's bed.
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- Part 2 of A Songbird's Tale