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In the future, when we're together by foxdreams for mayflymusic
Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)
31 Dec 2021
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A little gift ficlet for mayflymusic, set after the epilogue of Out Of The Blue.
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Reki pulled back a bit to stare at it again, then traced each sketchy line with his fingers, little trails of sparks following where he led. His eyes were narrowed, calculating.
“What are you thinking?”
“Well, it’s just the black lines, right, and the style is kinda sketchy. Like it’s…missing something.”
It was, Langa thought. I was missing you.
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Sora's been a frog as long as he can remember. It's bot like it's a /bad/ life, living with a witch and her assistant in the woods, but it might be a little easier with, you know, hands. If only he could convince somebody to break his curse...
(A silly mishmash of fairy tales written for the Soriku Ever After Zine)
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Sora can’t seem to remember most things, like how long he’s been here, or why, or what’s keeping him from waking up. All he knows is he’s lost something important, and maybe a stranger named Riku can help him find the missing piece.
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“Breaking it won’t fix what’s broken,” Vanitas says. “But if you want to destroy yourself so bad, well. I’m right here.”
Those people—those morning people—they’re different than the two of them, rough-edged and blurry in the moonlight, Vanitas' eyes glinting like something inhuman, Kairi dripping blood from her hands.
Kindness is for daylight people.
“Fine,” she hedges, arms crossed. “What do you have in mind?”
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(Kairi, Vanitas, and the messy, no good, very bad process of figuring out who you are after the story ends and you don't)
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It’s funny. For all the times she’s imagined finally being alone with Sora, it’s never been like this. Now, in the moment, all she feels is dread, like she’s a fish herself, unwittingly hooked without a means to escape.
(At the end of the world, Kairi turns back towards the shore.)
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Unprofessional. This was highly unprofessional.
That was the thought Shadow Milk clung to like a life raft while her mouth was very, very busy being unprofessional against Pure Vanilla’s.
She had meant to demonstrate. A quick, controlled example. A practical illustration of “this is how you write it, you hopeless creature,” accompanied by maybe one (1) chaste kiss.
Instead, Pure Vanilla had her spread out beneath her on the bed, cardigan pushed up her arms, lips parted and flushed, and Shadow Milk’s sanity dangling by a thread.
Their mouths met again, and the world narrowed to the press and pull of it— Vanilla’s soft gasp, the way her fingers fisted in Shadow Milk’s ponytail, the slight, nervous hitch of breath right before she dared to kiss back harder.
Shadow Milk broke away first, because somebody had to.
“T-This,” she managed, voice wrecked and breathless, “this is how you should write it. Got it?"
“I’m still… unsure,” Pure Vanilla murmured in response, her lips brushed Shadow Milk’s cheek. “Mind if we try again?"
Shadow Milk made a noise that was definitely not a whimper and absolutely not a prayer.
God. Fucking. Damnit.
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17 Nov 2025
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The Spire. An ancient ground known for its historic landmark. Located deep in the BeastYeast woods, it had since become a popular “tourist” attraction during the season of Hallow’s Eve. Teenagers often dared each other to approach, yet no one ever dared to tease the front gates. How could they? Energetically, the average person would’ve been repelled by the ward placed on its gated walls so long ago. As per the seal placed upon the old metal, no one could enter (or leave for that matter). Some couldn’t find it at all. It was as if the Spire had a mind of its own—often choosing its victims—or so the legends state. Whatever entity had been locked inside laid dormant for many, many moons. Nothing could’ve woken it up unless—
“The Dark Enchantress’s return.” Pure Vanilla murmured.
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Pure Vanilla is a failed medium in the midst of heated rumors and a losing business. His "boon"? A lead. Three teenagers found dead outside of The Spire's walls. One missing. A demonic beast lingers in the woods. Vigilance will be his only ally.
Deceit lingers in the air. It waits for its prey to enter its gilded walls.
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- Part 1 of Ghost!PureShadow AU
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09 Oct 2025
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He was born with Knowledge. He had never known a life without it already in him, and he never would.
For this very reason, the Fount of Knowledge mounted the dais at the foot of the Spire every day, Key in hand, presenting the Lock on his chest with nothing but a soft smile and murmured word of assent to help these Cookies solve their petty problems.
For the dumb, for the ignorant, for Cookies that were otherwise unable, he had never once failed in his Witches-given duty as an exalted Virtue.
But even with all that cursed Knowledge, he could never have known what lengths other Cookies would go to for a glimpse of his power--
And when he did become aware, it was all far, far too late.
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Or, A take on the backstory and corruption of the Fount of Knowledge based on in-game key imagery. Eventual Shadowvanilla. Updates Mondays.
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06 Oct 2025
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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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02 Oct 2025
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Raised in a… unique household, Pure Vanilla never could’ve guessed what would happen after his mother said goodbye to him.
Thrown into a world he never thought he’d be apart of, charged with the protection of a snarky prince, Pure Vanilla certainly has his hands full
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A Prince x Prince's Guard AU with Shadowvanilla!
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13 Sep 2025