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Pure Vanilla set his cup down. “I’d rather you didn’t speak about him like that.”
Sage blinked, then grinned as if genuinely delighted. "Oh? Have I offended you, dear? How protective. How deliciously protective.”
“I won’t hear more insults,” Pure Vanilla said, firmer. “Not from you.”
Sage hummed, the sound low. “What a devoted lover,” he murmured. “So fierce when cornered. Tell me—” he rose in one liquid movement, floating closer. “Do you like him evil? Evil and mediocre? Is that the flavor that keeps you loyal?”
Pure Vanilla’s brow furrowed. “What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, Sage settled himself right across Pure Vanilla’s lap, the movement as effortless as flipping a page. “Research,” he said, feigning innocence.
“Now humor me. What is it like to love an inferior version of myself?”
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01 Nov 2025
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A delusion shared with wine and nicotine. A delusion he hates. A delusion he made.
Shadow Milk is an addict, prone to smoking everyday, he also hates being bound to this saint.
Day by day, he doesn't feel like himself but someone just wearing the face of that ideal by dough to keep his own pelt safe.Shadow Milk is tired of everything, every errand, every animal, everything that revolves around him and tired of the whispers of his own deceit, also, he is tired of sharing his living space with a enormous monstrosity, he wouldn't be surprised if it was the manifestation of his own incompetence.
Whatever, it doesn't matter.
It almost makes him cry though.Bookmarked by spaceyyyy
30 Oct 2025
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The Fount of Knowledge finds himself curious about pain, he shouldn't be, he knows everything. He knows he deserves it.
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29 Oct 2025
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Shadowvanilla/Puremilk kinktober—me and fruit may end up switching their roles around, call it enrichment?
1# Masturbation (pvsm)
2 # Kidnapping (pvsm)
3 # Sounding (pvsm)
4 # Nipple Clamps (smtr) heed warnings
5 # Dacryphilia, Finger Sucking (pvsm)
6 # Humiliation (pvsm) heed warnings
7 # Chastity (pvsm) cultish
8 # Figging (trsm)
9 # Shibari, Tentacles (smtr)
10 # Oral Sex, Punishment (trsot)
11 # Somnophilia (sagetr)
12 # Sex Work (trsm) heed warning
13 # Medical Play (pvsm)
14 # Anal Hook (sagetr)
15 # Omegaverse, Possessive (pvsm)
16 # Semi Public Sex (pvsm)
17 # High Protocol (pvsm)
18 # Size Queen (smtr) heed warnings
19 # Sensory Dep (sagetr)
20 # Golden Shower (pvsm)
21 # Monster Fuck (smtr) heed warnings
22 # Gun Play (pvsm)
23 # Enemas (pvsm
24 # Body Praise (healfount)
25 # Electricity (smtr) heed warnings.
26 # Pillory (pvfount)
27 # Cuckoldry (trsm, apvsm, sage watches)
28 # Hair Pulling (trfount)
29 # Amputation (pvsm)
30 # Revenge (pvsm)
31 # Officer? (trfount) heed warnings
32 # desk sex (trfount)Bookmarked by spaceyyyy
29 Oct 2025
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"I—I don't understand the anger you harbour on my behalf, but—" His breath caught again. Truthless Recluse drew the fount in, up until their bodies pressed together. "But I can't—"
"Can't what?" Truthless Recluse's hand moved up the virtue's waist, the material catching against the texture of his hands, calloused with work and other things beyond fount's comprehension. "Have you chosen yet?"
"Chosen?" It felt like each sentence become more confusing, as if Truthless Recluse spoke in mazes that twisted their shape with each glance . When the blond heard that hint of a question, he frowned.
"A name." It sounded almost agitated, but the rumble against the fount's skin sent something strange down the curve of his spine. "Or will you deny yourself that as well?"
Pale blue fingers pressed into the darkened robes further, as if he could will Truthless Recluse to stop speaking with that alone. "I—I am the fount—"
"Wrong."
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28 Oct 2025