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    The God of Deceit was once a god who danced through truth like a flame through old parchment—destructive, beautiful, inevitable. But that was before the fae turned their backs. Before they bound him in this tree, with chains etched in runes that gnawed through flesh and soul alike.

    Now he is stillness. Now he is silence. Now he is Shadow Milk—the god no one remembers, watching the world like a man at the bottom of a well watches the light too far above to reach.

    And so he waits.

    Through the thin membrane of reality, where the veil is weakest, he sees the world. He sees the golden fields stretching in humble simplicity, dotted with the flicker of sheep. He sees the hill, where wildflowers bloom with such audacity they seem to challenge the sky.

    And there, in the middle of it all—white as a breath, still as a prayer—is the shepherd. Pure Vanilla.

    ...

    Pure Vanilla thinks of his flock as he dies. He thinks of Dandelion. He thinks of warm bread and honey. Of sun on his face. Of the feeling of grass beneath his feet.

    Death is not merciful, it is not quick.

    The shepherd bleeds, and The God of Deceit does not intervene.

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    09 Oct 2025

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    TS SO PEAK TWIN 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

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    It happened about a year after they moved permanently to the Mushroom Kingdom. He and Mario were fighting a strange sorceress who was trying to take over Sarasaland. Purple, blue and red magic swirled above her as her wand stirred the sky. She brought it crashing down pointed straight at his brother shrieking: "A curse on you! Meddlesome human!" and Luigi hadn't thought, just acted. That was three years ago now.

    By day, Luigi is his normal old self, but at night...he becomes something very different and this new form comes with a few...complications. Every six months, he goes into a week-long heat. They're agony on his own. Then he discovers that seeking a no-strings partner for the heat is commonplace in koopa society. So maybe he doesn't have to suffer alone after all. There are even reputable agencies who'll help find koopas suitable partners. Maybe this is a really bad idea. What if his body isn't accepted? If this world was anything like the one they'd left, could he even be sure he'd be allowed to peacefully exist if word got out? True, the agency swore not to part with his personal information, but...Luigi was scared. Terrified. But also, he really needed this. Maybe he should take a chance.

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    15 Sep 2025

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    luigi = Princess Fiona simulator (now with battle pass)

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    “He called me gay Bowser!” The Koopa king huffed hot vapor out of his nose angrily. “He grabbed me by the tail and said, ‘So long gay Bowser!’ It’s an affront to my reputation!”

    “I mean… It issa not exactly-uh inaccurate,” Luigi said.

    Bowser and Luigi are in love, but Mario isn't too keen on the idea.

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    13 Sep 2025

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    world’s best crackfic

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    It's been five months since Pure Vanilla has Awakened. Five months of embracing all his pain, all his doubts, and all his mistakes of his past. All but one thing, one Cookie that he's...terrified of admitting that he's the one pain, doubt, and mistake he hasn't embraced. But enough is enough, he cannot be ruled by fear.

    Ruled by the four regrets on his wrist and three reminders on his thighs. He can't let the great winged beast that he created free. Forever and always, he must embrace his punishments

    It's been five months since he betrayed the ever illustrious Master of Deceit, made him hate himself for the months spent in a despair, needing him, but also hating that he needs him. But enough is enough, it's time to break free or crumble.

    That is, until he finds the very Cookie he hates to love, sprawled out outside the very edge of the Faerie Kingdom, stuck between Recluse and his Nily, so thin, and wrist bleeding, unresponsive to his attempts at shaking him away, not knowing what to do...

    But he has always been so selfish, and even if he knows they shouldn't, he does it anyways, because he cares. Deeply, and can't seem to stop.

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    09 Aug 2025

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    fireness 🤍🥰

    the one where white lily banishes pvc from the faerie kingdom because she’s homophobic /j

    upd: This fic is strange. I love it.

  5. Rec 34

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    It wasn't a good day.

    Shadow Milk locked himself in the greenhouse, huddled in the back with his knees tucked close to his chest. At least he tried; his belly got in the way of fitting comfortably in the tight space he's found himself in.

    The baby squirmed inside him, hating the feeling of being squished by their mother. Shadow Milk tapped on his stomach, shushing them. The corruption under dough buzzed uncomfortably whenever the baby so much as twitched, aching to eject the baby from his body.

    But they've tried so long to have one; it would be cruel to stop so close to the end.

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    or, Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla try to have a baby. It's not easy.

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    01 Sep 2025

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    infant death always gets me right in the feels