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“Oh great King of the Faeries,” Shadow Milk begins to appease, bowing slightly towards the eternal figure in front of him. “May I ask for a wish to grant this little actor?”
The king considers him for a moment, eyes still irritatingly closed yet seeming to perceive. “Before I attempt to aid you in your wish, may I earn the name and purpose of the cookie that stands honorably before me?”
“I am Shadow Milk Cookie, the most beloved actor of the cookie world!” He says to make a good impression on the faerie so he can gain his wish and leave as quickly.
“And I wish to save you from the curse that has fallen upon you.”
Or; in a time where cookies are quick to befall to curses of their own making. A scheming actor attempts to fool the fates by tricking a lovesick king, promising to help the king in pursuing the Moonlight Faerie, when actuality is trying to manipulate the king into removing his own curse. Except there’s one thing he doesn't account for. Well, actually a LOT of things he doesn’t account for.
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No matter what timeline or future he saw. It was always the same end.
Corruption.
In his visions, when he can make sense of them, it always has the same repeating images.
Beasts ravaging the land, jam and cookie crumbs scattered like ashes, forks destroying the already barren ground. And in the middle of it all, the five Virtues, Corrupted beyond repair.
The thought terrified him. Seeing his friends and him destroying Earthbread wasn’t what they were baked for at all. It just couldn’t be true.
Yet, he always saw the same thing. A warning for what’s to come, and he had to stop it.
The future has yet to arrive, and the Fount will do everything in his power to ensure that the future in his visions doesn’t come true.
or; The Fount of Knowledge knows that the Virtues are going to corrupt, and he personally ain’t letting that slide.
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It doesn’t take long for the playwright to speak again, purposefully exposing her purpose of visiting.“The cookies of the Vanilla Kingdom are quite tragic, don’t you think? The rich squandering the poor, the strong standing on the weak. Oh it just makes my heart cry!,” the playwright woefully laments, “but oh the script we could write here! A tale of hope and revolution for the cookies of the Vanilla Kingdom to cling unto as we get through these heart wrenching times.”
“So? You expect me to do what? Garner the faith of these shameful citizens till they decide to overthrow their king?” Shadow Milk jokingly asks as he takes another sip of his mulberry wine, the juice beginning to muddle his mind to a comforting hum.
“Exactly!” The little devil says excitedly, and he nearly spits out his drink.
Or; The Pure Vanilla Kingdom is still recovering from a recent Civil War, and it isn’t going well.
Shadow Milk is one the greatest actors in the world, and he somehow finds himself leading a revolution that seeks to overthrow the royal family. Pure Vanilla Cookie happens to be the prince of said family.
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No set fandoms in the genre. These are just fics that I have started but have made no move to finish updating yet. One day they’ll be finished. But they’re all on the back burner so now they’re here.
If I ever do finish one of these fics, I’ll remove it from this series, but this is a warning. These fics are still work in progresses and have chances of not being finished. Read them if ya want, but they will take a LONG time to finish unless I find motive.
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Hatake waved his hand dismissively. “I’m sure it’s fine—”
Iruka finally snapped. “It’s illegible! Our cryptology department wouldn’t be able to read this! There are first-year pre-genin with better handwriting. No, there are nin-dogs with better handwriting. And where did the mud even come from? You were supposed to be in Sand!”
***5 times Iruka wanted to kill Kakashi at the mission desk + 1 time he kissed him instead***
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Bookmarked by curryo
21 Jun 2026
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Sans' family is worried for his safety now that they're on the surface. Undyne proposes she trains him once a week to get his stats up.
Sans proposes a new deal.
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Bookmarked by curryo
19 Jun 2026
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“Cyno,” Tighnari says, “you need to stop telling jokes at dinner.”
“You keep saying that,” Cyno says, unfazed.in which tighnari keeps kissing cyno after every awful joke, and cyno has no idea why.
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Bookmarked by curryo
13 Nov 2025
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Cyno is funny I swear, I fear his puns are kinda good. This one had such a cute ending
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"That sounds more like love to me," Lambad says nonchalantly.
Kaveh points at him accusingly. "It is not love, it is turmoil. I am in turmoil."
Kaveh turns to Al-Haitham then, and part of him visibly softens at the sight. "Well, maybe part of it is love," he concedes. "I'm in love with you, Al-Haitham, did you know that?"
Al-Haitham, despite himself, smiles. It makes Kaveh's eyes widen. "I do know that, Kaveh. You told me a few nights ago, do you remember?"
"I think so."
"Good. Then you should remember that I told you to tell me that when you're sober, and maybe then I'll say it back."
Kaveh squints at him. "'Maybe?' What do you mean by 'maybe?' I have changed my mind. You are a bastard, and I am not in love with you."
There is no winning with Kaveh. But maybe, there is no losing either.
In which Kaveh keeps drunkenly confessing to Al-Haitham.
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Bookmarked by curryo
12 Nov 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
This is so wholesome, I live for drunken confessions, especially for these two
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Alhaitham pushes past the other and goes to unlock the front door. Kaveh rushes after him.
It's been weeks since his return from the desert, and Alhaitham and his relationship has never been more on a tightrope than it was now.
"Alhaitham, please. Please just—”
Kaveh doesn't know what he's pleading for. He really doesn't.
or: 5 times Kaveh gets locked out of the house because Alhaitham keeps accidentally taking his key, and one time he realizes it might have not been an accident.
Bookmarked by curryo
08 Nov 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
God how I love these two. The fic totally encapsulates their struggles and it was so fun and tragic to read