SHADOWVANILLA STORY!! Shadow Milk Cookie plans to deceive Pure Vanilla Cookie, In order to keep the soul jam for himself. But what will happen if he ends up falling for his own tricks? What if his illusion isn't thick enough?

Pure Vanilla regretted touching that orb. Admittedly, it was beautiful. A bright, cerulean blue orb. It looked like the ocean - no, like space. Both? It didn't matter; it was breathtaking. And oh, the way it was wrapped in shimmering gold, adorned with delicate little flowers. It was mesmerizing. Pure Vanilla couldn't help himself- He had to touch it. Pure Vanilla Cookie finds himself back in time time, in The Spire of Knowledge. The Fount of Knowledge takes interest in his pretty little time-anomaly. Aka 23k+ words of porn with lots and lots of plot. You're welcome! This was NOT beta read! NOT!!! There will probably be some mistakes- I'm only human 💔 Word Count: 23,516 Cover Art by lycheenfruit on tumblr

"You did all this?" Pure Vanilla asked, voice quiet but filled with awe. "Surprise!" Shadow Milk did a little spin, then leaned in close with a mischievous grin. "I may have also commissioned a flock of butterflies, but they chickened out. Cowards-" The hero huffed a small laugh, but he held a soft expression. "It's... breathtaking. Thank you." Hughhhh cookie pornn 😫 ...with plot? Oh no. I didn't ask for plot! Why do I always give them plot and feelings!? NOOOO (Hell yeah I stole that title from the game!) Word Count: 7,201 Art by vnthers on X

Shadow Milk Cookie is not soft. He isn't kind, and he doesn't tell the truth. Pure Vanilla Cookie would beg to differ. A sappy story following our favorite cookie duo, from redemption and patience, to love and understanding. And then of course, let's spice it up ;) Top Shadow Milk Cookie in this economy!? Wow, that's insane! Word Count: 10,420 Cover Art by @fruitsjellies on X

"...We're lost, aren't we," Shadow Milk said under his breath. "I never said that." "You didn't have to." Oops. My fingers slipped and suddenly there was shadowvanilla smut in front of me... Now what are the odds of that? Word count: 6,417 Art by @molassessoup on X

"But I am not like you," Pure Vanilla states, and with confidence. The warm sunlight beckons him to that place of comfortable reminisce, but he keeps himself grounded in the here and now. Shadow Milk does that pause again---stands there, forces Pure Vanilla to sit with the words he's just spoken aloud, reflect and grow uncomfortable. "Are you sure?" - Or; Pure Vanilla becomes a spectacle. Shadow Milk compares and contrasts. Written well before the release of Beast Yeast Episode 7 Trigger warning for minor violence and unhealthy relationships (duh) Cross-posted on ao3. Only posted here to spread propaganda