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Don't Bite Off More Than You Can Swallow by Rabbit_With_Socks
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
16 Sep 2025
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The cravings have gotten so intense ever since Shadow Milk started hanging around more often. It's just as bad as it had been when he was with White Lily at the Academy, if not worse. Obviously he couldn’t act on these desires. So he dealt with it the only way he knew how, he ignored the hell out of it.
Sure, sometimes the mere idea of holding his bluebird close, and pulling aside that frilly little collar kept him up at night. Sure, sometimes he snuck off to the castle's hospital wing and snagged one or two teeny tiny little bags of donated blood, but it was fine. Until it wasn't fine.
Obviously he hadn't ever intended for the object of his desires to find out.Or
Pure Vanilla, a vampire, has starved himself for centuries, living only off of what was strictly necessary. It's difficult, but he's gotten extremely good at controlling his urges. Until a certain blue jester shows up in the vanilla castle, casually flaunting his bare neck, and unintentionally driving the poor vampire up the wall with hunger. Pure Vanilla's secret is not a secret for very much longer.
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13 Jun 2026
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Shadow Milk froze, as if he could somehow avoid the impending interaction if he stayed completely still, which was an entirely foolish notion, and probably came from whatever animal instincts a sheep’s body came with. After all, they were very nervous animals, and Shadow Milk cookie was not a helpless little lamb.
Of course, the healer, being a foolish cookie who cared about insignificant things, smiled warmly down at him. A tanned hand slowly reached out towards Shadow Milk, hovering unobtrusively, just shy of touching the side of his snout. The healer was clicking his tongue now, and making other appeasing sounds, trying to get him to come closer.
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Shadow Milk wants to spy on Pure Vanilla, and decides that turning into a sheep is the best way to achieve his goal. Pure Vanilla thinks his new form is utterly adorable.
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13 Jun 2026
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“I am not!” He snaps irritably. “Tell me, oh so foolish Vanilly, why would I, the great Shadow Milk cookie, the Beast of Deceit, possibly be afraid of something as pathetic, and insignificant as bad weather!?” Shadow Milk’s voice is dripping with contempt. Pure Vanilla is sure he must be gesturing wildly, deeply offended that his fear has been noticed.
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The great Shadow Milk Cookie, the Beast of Deceit, is afraid of something as pathetic, and insignificant as bad weather. Pure Vanilla notices.
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13 Jun 2026
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Grace is transported to Iron Lung. A lot happens from there, and most of it involves Simon. Credits of inspiration to "The Great Tribulation" by aloremrem! It helped inspire the plot a smidgen bit, though most of the story is being pulled out of my ass as I go.
Also, I have a tumblr! It's ryver-styx27, come visit o give me requests at any time!Bookmarked by Wolfhool
12 Jun 2026
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Don't Bite Off More Than I Can Spare by Rabbit_With_Socks
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
08 Nov 2025
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"You've uncovered your cruel truths." The recluse bites out miserably, defeated. "You know what I am." Shadowed eyes peek out from beneath the hermit's heavy hat, glaring halfheartedly over his shoulder for only a moment. "Now leave me.”
"But what if I did?" The jester tries, floating over the bed to peer at the hermit's face.
"Did.. what?"
"Shared." Shadow Milk replies, blinking owlishly. "My jam."OR
Pure Vanilla never indulged in his vampiric urges. Truthless Recluse, however, is not above hunting the fauna around the spire, even if it leaves him wracked with guilt, on top of his already fragile mental state. Shadow Milk investigates these strange attacks, and finds himself as the latest victim, much to his delight, and much to the vampire's dismay. While tending to Shadow Milk's wounds, Truthless Recluse finds himself slipping into old habits, a softness that he'd thought he'd left behind in the river.
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12 Jun 2026