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I'm not sure if this has been asked, but I like to think about Black Sapphire and Y/N doing the deed and Shadow Milk popping out of nowhere(the door was and still is locked) and just joining them, much to everyone's dismay.

By the end of it, poor Y/N and Black Sapphire is drained of their energy and stamina, but Shadow Milk is still hard and heals them so that they can keep going(or Shadow Milk goes and find Truthless Recluse, leaving Black Sapphire and Y/N soggy and drenched in their fluids in the bed)

What do you think about this entire scenario conjured by my wandering imagination?

Also may I be 🌸🪽 anon?

additional tags: explicit content, beast x ancient, overstimulation, caught in the act, gender neutral reader

ships: black sapphire cookie x reader, shadow milk cookie x reader, truthless recluse x reader, shadow milk cookie x black sapphire cookie, shadow milk cookie x truthless recluse

(author's note): you now have been faithfully dubbed as 🌸🪽 anon. go forth with your new title and spread peace and love and chaos wherever you step.

'...much to everyone's dismay' I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe your dismay, but Black Sapphire is quite delighted to have his master stop by with his spontaneous intrusion.

Every situation I think of with Black Sapphire always has me think of the reader as grouchy and irritated (for the comedy); so I'll just go with that and say that the reader just wanted a quickie, just one damned quickie, and in comes the Biggest Source of all your problems to make what was supposed to just be ten minutes into hours.

Shadow Milk Cookie outright ignores your enraged shrieks at him to get the fuck out (the piece of shit even seems to enjoy them) and just plops right down on the fluffy bed with a hand under his chin, cheerily telling the two of you to continue; "Don't mind little ol' me~!"

Whatever. What-the-fuck-ever. You're still aroused and you refuse to let Shadow Milk Cookie embarrass you, especially in front of one of his fanatics.

Black Sapphire Cookie on the other hand, is very much enjoying the new development and suddenly finds the energy to go a second round. He even cums more quickly this time, making sure to bend you over before Shadow Milk so he can see the white mess he painted your back and asscheeks with.

"Ahh, splendid~! My turn, now; I want to cum on their chest, next." You weren't surprised at all that Shadow Milk volunteered himself to join; he was leering at you the entire time and running his tongue over his lips and teeth like an upsetting freak of nature. He'd pulled his cock out of his tights around the fourth time Black Sapphire was fucking you and made sure you saw him jacking off to your little show.

Whatever. What-the-fuck-ever. Let Shadow Milk have his fun. You'd suck the black, bitter soul right out his balls and shrivel up his dick like a raisin. Just you wait and see.

...Wooooow, you managed to keep up that spite-fueled stamina of yours for quite some time! You lost count of how many times Shadow Milk spanked your pretty ass red, or how many gallons of hot cum he made you swallow, or how many surprising positions he'd folded you into. He just kept going and going and going. Black Sapphire would have fucked himself to death out of a strong duty to please his master if Shadow Milk hadn't waved him off an hour prior.

When Shadow Milk found it accurate to describe you as a dead fish, he kissed you on your sweat soaked forehead and let you roll around in a miserable kind of afterglow before he got up and left without even bothering to put his clothes back on, humming a merry tune all the way. Black Sapphire Cookie had at least enough strength to snicker at you.

Just as you were about to close your eyes, you felt a clawed finger playfully poke your cheek and opened your eyes to Shadow Milk eagerly presenting a fourth contender. You hadn't the foggiest how he managed to convince Truthless Recluse to leave his room until you saw the way he was looking down at you.

"Surpiiiiiise~!" Shadow Milk Cookie grinned deviously at you with all teeth, slowly leaning forward to grip at Truthless Recluse's hard dick to pump it. "I found us a buddy to help us keep rolling along! You'll be feeling good as new in a jiffy! ...He won't be able to empty your belly, though. Let's hope you aren't too full of cum~!"

Despite Truthless hissing and slapping Shadow Milk Cookie's hand away, you could see he was pretty eager to heal your poor, sore, throbbing body... and help rough it up again.

Whatever. What-the-fuck-ever.

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you know what I've always wanted to see with Pure Vanilla? Pet play.

god, hear me out. either him or reader as the pet, it doesn't matter, i want that cookie on a LEASH, he'd be the type to laugh nervously but doesn't hesitate to follow when his collar gets tugged, somebody muzzle him when he starts drooling, get told to sit and stay, unable to get off only able to watch ROGODKGSF

pair that up with his breeding kink and you got him mounting like a good boy

additional tags: explicit content, pet play, humiliation, gender neutral reader

ships: pure vanilla cookie x reader

Oh, I'm hearing you out. I'm going 'hmmm' as I'm stroking my proverbial beard looking at this ask. I would have been impartial if not for the nervous laughter; that got me locked the fuck in.

This actually makes me think of the CN exclusive Kitsune costume (and my ovaries have thoughts about that one), but I think this would have more of a punch if this was just regular ol' Pure Vanilla Cookie with yet another wild kink.

He's nervous and embarrassed as all hell, shifting from foot to foot and talking a mile a minute asking you to ease into this, but with the way his cock is visibly straining against his robes there's no way he can try to deny how he really feels about this.

'Sit,' you tell him. Pure Vanilla shakily gets on the ground on all fours.

'Heel,' you say. Pure Vanilla doesn't look at you as he crawls to your side and obediently sits still.

'Roll over,' you order him. Pure Vanilla makes the mistake of nervously glancing up at you and seeing you twirl your finger in a specific motion that has him breathless and dizzy.

He's panting without even meaning to. Pure Vanilla sees that your cool, measured expression hasn't changed a bit in his hesitation and he *whines.*

This was only the first session the two of you have together and there's already tears in his eyes as he flops onto his back and exposes his belly. Despite the shame, Pure Vanilla's cock is visibly twitching and pulsing through his robes with a delicious wet spot of precum staining the tip.

Don't expect Pure Vanilla to be able to talk about this afterwards. For a very long time. If he wants another session, he just silently pulls out his collar you allowed him to keep and you let him follow you to the nearest room. Each time you feel him getting less coy and you have new instruments for him to try out. A muzzle. A cock cage. A harness. A comfortable cookie-sized cage.

To prevent him from sucking you off or mounting you and sliding his cock in while you masturbate in front of him, you put him in that muzzle and cock cage and just let him pathetically hump your leg like the cowardly hound he is. Pure Vabilla's whimpers and little barks come pretty naturally to him, and his teary eyes arenjust begging you to run a hand through his hair and say those little magic words.

'Good baby. Very good boy,' you tell him, and Pure Vanilla cums with a shout. Drool dribbles down his chin and tongue as he lets it loll out of his mouth, and he bumps his forehead against your leg in affection.

Next time, you'll have him wait in his private chambers for you on all fours, in the nude while you go slowly attend your business. By the time you come back, you expect to see him, and his cock, drooling in his excitement.

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HIIIIII ur writing is so fucking fire holy shit. ive been thinking of sharing my thoughts with you about white lily and pure vanilla tag teaming reader,,,, ive been salivating for them both ever since i rejoined crk and. oh My God. my brain made up that fucking scenario and now its a brainworm that has affected me in every way possible…..,,,,,, i would love to see what you think of this!! me personally i think they would both be super gentle as to not overstim you, but just being sandwiched between them both is making you see stars and you cry from the pleasure </333 i love them both so much liugghgjh

- 💤 anon (if i can take that one, have a great day btw!!!)

additional tags: explicit content, gender neutral reader, trans!masc pure vanilla cookie, afab!reader

ships: white lily cookie x reader x pure vanilla cookie

author's note: If 💤 is what you ask for, then 💤 is what you shall have. enjoy your new title, brethren of the freaks (affectionate)

I have so many thoughts about those two in particular that my mind is faltering. For this specific sweet-toothed, wholesome sex ask, I must yoink that fluff smut part out of my filing cabinet like that one Spongebob episode. You cooked with this one.

I'm personally imagining White Lily sitting on your face, letting you taste her sweetness and arousal for you and drinking in her scent while Pure Vanilla slots his legs against yours and rolls his hips; rubbing your two pussies together. Your cries are muffled by White Lily"s thighs surrounding your head and you can't help but drink more of her nectar every time your mouth opens in another pleasured scream. Don't forget to use your tongue, now. White Lily will just grind into your face even more if she feels that you're not doing a good enough job!

I think the only overwhelming aspect of this sweet lovemaking is how much they shower you with affection and dote on you during and afterwards. The two of them never run out of your praises, it seems, even when they're doing the dirtiest things like entangling their fingers in your hair and pushing you deeper between their legs, or eating you out themselves. Hearing about how sweet you taste and how much White Lily and Pure Vanilla love you at the same time the two of them lather their sloppy tongues against your clit and shuddering lips is enough to make you cum all over again.

White Lily and Pure Vanilla are just so infatuated with you. White Lily is curled around one side of you, bashfully nuzzling the crook of your neck while Pure Vanilla holds onto the two of you, peppering your face with little kisses.

How can the two of them be so sexy and wholesome at the same time? You definitely weren't expecting this amount of sweetness when they discreetly lifted their robes and showed you how wet they were.

(Yes, even White Lily Cookie. She was as red as Burning Spice Cookie while flashing and it lasted less than a second; but she's strangely just a bit more courageous with you! Congratulations!)

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WOAH HOLY SHIT SOME GOOD FOOD 🍽🍽🍽

Lover's in Paradise

Eternal Sugar Cookie x Reader x Hollyberry Cookie.

A ficlet inspired by discussions in the @cookies-after-dark server. I just kind of wrote this off the cuff and barely proofread it. I haven't really written all that much fanfic, let alone self insert fic, and this is my first attempt at CRK fic, so feedback is more than welcome!

Notes: Implied Drinking and Drugging, Ala a Land of the Lotus Eaters kind of style, on top of Eternal Sugar Cookie's usual disorienting mist.

"Say Aah~"

Before you could even react there was a press of something on your lips, just grazing your teeth caused the skin of it to burst, juice flowing out like a burst balloon as the sweetness washed through your mouth and down your throat, almost numbing you as it went. It was sweet so much so it was nauseating, weakly you opened your eyes to a curtain of curls on either side of you. The overwhelming caramel sugar scent of sweetness clung to your every crumb, hazy icing eyes tried to decern where you even were now… The haze made it so hard to think- something about jam jars, and a trail of discolored sugar crystals. A sweetened arrow had pierced your chest and then--

The sensation came to your lips again, bursting with the slightest touch. You saw a gentle pale hand placing another berry to your lips. Oh, they were berries? It didn't feel like any berry you had ever eaten- they were somehow warm, fizzed, like the infused berries that Hollyberry had once offered you during her travels to home… but not quite, these berries had no chew, not the slightest bit of resistance, as if they were eagerly waiting to be consumed. Their purpose to be devoured and nothing more, a simple container of endless, mind numbing sweetness.

Hollyberry… You remembered her smile, her laugh- Wait, you had been looking for her hadn't you--

"Have you forgotten me, my dear?" The curtain of curls parted and the haze cleared enough to feel like you could see, following them to their source was the pale, beautified face of Eternal Sugar Cookie, her eyes sugarcoated in a glaze of sweetest bliss. Her smile was so gentle, one might not even notice the fang that dared to peek out of her cheek as her lazy smile reached higher.

You shook your head no, you hadn't. It was hard to forget the woman who had nearly smothered you in jam. … Wait a minute- the jam… They had been fighting against a flood of jam hadn't they? Yourself… Raspberry Cookie… Wildberry Cookie… Tiger Lily Cookie-- where had they gone--

You tried to sit up, but a firm hand pushed you back down again, the shocking allowing you enough clarity to finally realize your position… Lounged across such warmth-laden petals of a flower larger than any you had ever seen, surely big enough to hold a dozen cookies in its petal with ease. The trees bent over above as to be an endless bouquet of delights eager to reach down with the slightest beacon of want, the flowers dripped sweetly scented nectar and the berries swollen on branches that shouldn't be able to hold their weight… It was excessive.

Eternal Sugar was curled at your side, leaned up above and lounging as her wings and curls curtained your line of sight. Her dainty hands were ones of force, refusing you a single bit of movement upward. Her draperies lounged about her but barely covered much of note, her butterfly like wings glimmering with sugar crystals.

You didn't understand, she had bird wings before had she not? You remembered that much, you had remembered before she had revealed herself she had draped one over your shoulder as she led you to a separate area of the mulled juice baths, a grotto where one could longue as the willows above wrapped around you like a shield. Or like a curtain. Much like her now, had she been hiding something… You remember how soft they had been, how it had nearly lulled you to sleep standing up after all of the fights you had powered through for the sake of Hollyberry and the others… how long had that walk been?

You tried to rise again, and once again Eternal Sugar stopped you, seeming to pout and lean forward. Her weight upon your frame was more than you could hold, your body felt as if it had been incased in jelly as she used her own weight to smother you into the petals below. Her pout tugged at your heart as she leaned her head into the crook of your neck, the hand that had prevented you from sitting up now moved in circles on your chest, almost annoyed as it flicked at the icing garments you had come into the garden with. Her eyes never leaving yours for a moment, not even a breath.

"You say you haven't, but the turmoil in your eyes has returned…" She frowned. "You poor thing!"

You couldn't tell if her tone was one of genuine concern, or almost a mocking conceit.

"Your poor heart aches, I feel your pain…" Her hand upon your chest raised up and under your jawline, raising your eyes to meet hers. Her eyes sparkled with something, you couldn't tell what specifically- those glazed eyes that shined with… was it anger? frustration? admiration? curiosity? Something clearly bothered her, and before you could even register an uncharacteristic swiftness took your lips into her own. That sweet scent… it infected your every breath, before even breathing became impossible as the beast cookie seemed to be trying to smother you entirely. The haze returned to your mind as she pulled away, you felt so dizzy and eagerly took in gasps of air, no matter how much it felt like it numbed every part of you, there was a blurriness that overtook your vision again, the trees and their berries began to blend together again, to the point where only she was clear in your vision.

"There we are~ be content my love~ you need a moment of rest!" She ran her hands through your hair, running her nails along your scalp as her gaze seemed to almost be picking you apart for any sign of resistance, only content to relax if she saw not a single fragment remaining. Before her inspection could be completed however, the haze parted, the world seemed to crack as a familiar laugh echoed from somewhere nearby. Eternal Sugar Cookie let out something of a blend of an adorable excited squeak and a startled enamored gasp as she immediately took to her wings, gliding away and freeing you from this feeling of smothered tension.

You were finally able to rise, and look around you, though there was not much to see. The trees from above circled around this central space, with nooks and crannies inside the notches filled with different things; sweet treats, cute toys, pieces of board games-- one trees trunk was hallow it seemed and its base was carved into a basin filled with a never-ending stream of strong scented juice. The kind that…

"I'm sorry for being late, I had to take care of some intruders in the garden, is everything alright?"

"Oh my dear, you protect our garden so well! Thank you for everything you do, but you mustn't work yourself so hard!"

The next parts of their discussion began to fade as you stared in disbelief. There she was, the woman you had been looking for. Seeing her face, it all came rushing back to you. The garden, how you had been trying to find her after Holly had suddenly been taken to the heart of the garden… How you all had attempted to leave, entrusting the others to save Holly while you tried to assist in evacuating the berry citizens who had been in a panic as jam had began to flood the garden… You had ran to try and find reinforcements or aid when the arrow had pierced your chest- and after that…

Yes right, the garden. You had found the keeper of the garden-- no Eternal Sugar Cookie. Where had she taken you? You had tried to ask for the others whereabouts, the comfort of her wings dazing you until you had noticed them rise up enough to cover what you saw- Wildberry Cookie trapped in a jar of jam, deep in sleep. You had tried to pry an explanation out of her, of what had happened to your friends- what had happened to Holly- the jam had clung to your ankles every step you had tried to get away from her, refusing to give you enough ground to pull away as Eternal Sugar had moved closer and closer, as the haze had grown thicker and thicker…

"What is it that you're thinking about?"

You let out a surprised sound, something like a shout as you realized that this.. "Hollyberry" was naught a breath from you, leaned over as her berried braids dangled over your sitting figure. She was… beautiful in a way you almost despised. It was clear the cloth she worn was made with her exact assets in mind and refused to let a single part of her beauty and physique be forgotten.

You made an effort to stand, despite your legs barely even flexing when you tried, how long had you been laying down that your body had become this numb? This seemed to startle the warrior in front of you, moving to scoop part of you up under her strong arm, helping to raise you to your feet.

"You startled me there, rising so fast! You must be more careful, my friend! You're still recovering." She laughed, patting your back hard with her firm hand. Holly had always struggled knowing her own strength, her hands always firm and rough, but the intention of gentleness was still there.

"My other half, what are you doing?" Eternal Sugar Cookie rushed over, almost seeming distressed and you being up at all, let along now to your still albeit wobbly- feet.

"Oh!" Holly seemed to light up with recognition, glancing over to you as you leaned onto her for support while your legs remembered how to support themselves. "Simply helping them to their feet, that's all. Surely they must be uncomfortable in this torn clothes. I'm sure a bath and something new would do them good, no?"

She winked to you, almost playfully. You didn't need a bath, you needed to figure out what had gotten into Holly, where you were, and where the jars were. Eternal Sugar cookies eyes boor into yours as if she could see what you were thinking, making your crumbs stand on end. Her eyes lacked their usual softness, and her gaze seemed dark. Then, she blinked, and that mask was seemingly gone- or perhaps she had covered it up with a new mask of pure sugar syrup.

"What a wonderful idea, my beloved other half! I was just thinking the same thing!" She most definitely was not. "Allow me to get one of my clouds."

"No need, I do not mind supporting them as we go." Holly replied. "Besides, you have had your time close to them, surely you do not mind I take a turn?"

They almost seemed to tease one another which confused you even more. You looked between the two in disbelief but either the two didn't notice your staring, or they didn't care. Holly's movement were as swift as they always were, you barely even registered you were in the baths until you felt Eternal Sugars hand tug at your clothes for the second time today. You pulled away, your legs a bit more awake and able to move. Holly's brow scrunched in confusion.

"What's the matter?" She asked, sincerely. "Do you not want help with them?"

You told her that you didn't want a bath, and she seemed taken aback. She looked to Eternal Sugar Cookie with a confused, almost dejected expression, and the Beast pouted at you, reaching down and rubbing and smudging your cheeks with her thumbs.

"Oh you poor thing! You must have had such a terrible nightmare while resting, how could I not have noticed." You were even more confused than before. The "angel" without any resistance lifted you into her arms and spun you about the gaudily decorated and overgrown space. The warm air and sugared scent blended with the spinning made you dizzy, as her eyes stared into yours, that glaze had returned and almost seemed to swirl until she finally put you down again, feet into the water… Wait, where had your shoes gone?

Her arms came up over your shoulders, rubbing and pressing into your strained and aching muscles, the tingly feeling that had come from your seemingly long sleep being worn away by every movement of her hands. That warm scent of sugar once again filled your nose, the dizzy almost sick feeling returning with a vice like grip on your mind as she practically enveloped you. You felt someone sit next to you, lifting Eternal Sugar cookie's wing up and out of the way, was Hollyberry once again, in her hands two goblets that glimmered with berry juice and gold dust. Floating on top of the drinks was a blooming jellied flower you had never seen before. She handed you a cup, as she had done so many times before.

Her dopey smile was infectious, it was distracting. You laughed before he ever realized you had meant to.

"Come now! Raise your cup! Let us drink to this new future!"

Her glass clinked with yours and so caught up in the motions, before you had even registered you were drinking- even when you pulled you lips away the goblet seemed to never empty, and everything became so sluggish. The drink was a warm, rich berry juice, not unlike ones you two had toasted before, the texture was slightly thickened, and glimmered and swirled in a way you couldn't help but watch entranced. The gentle firm motions of Eternal Sugar had slowly ceased, before a motion to pull off your outer layers succeeded as you wobbled, clinking glasses with Holly again.

You talked of many things, unaware if time was even passing, about her son and their family, about the briar patches out the outskirts of the kingdom that had taken a week to clear away, something about… wait… where were you now?

Hazed eyes opened and you were laying across Holly's chest, she was laughing and it seemed to have woken you as her stomach shook with joy. You felt as if you were wrapped in the thinnest sugar silks, but had no energy to even lift your head. The call to sleep was so welcoming and inviting. You heard the most soft giggling as a gentle hand cupped your cheek, lifting you off Holly's support by the slightest bit.

"Good morning, my love! You must be hungry, here-"

"Say Aah~"

Before you could even react there was a press of something on your lips, just grazing your teeth caused the skin of it to burst, juice flowing out like a burst balloon as the sweetness washed through your mouth and down your throat, the numbing a pleasant sensation to every aching bone and muscle in you. Your mouth lazed open, letting her continue to feed you the fizzling berries, sparing some for herself and her lover who seemed content as you lounged across her chest. She let one hand play with your hair as her other hand was soon filled by Eternal Sugar placing another filled goblet into it, much to the woman's pleasure. She lifted your head so you could partake as well, warmth melting your mind of any thoughts you had before… you don't remember what had you so tense before.. there were surely no worries in a place like this… and why would you need to look for Holly, she was already here? You head lulled to the side again, your arms falling limp again. A small jellied flower fell out, a single bite out of one of the petals.

Eternal Sugar's smile stretched wide as she braided her lovers hair with berries and flowers as she had with her other half, enjoying watching as the two lazed the evening away. Oh how she did envy their bliss, but no longer would she need to. After all, everything was as it should be here, and she no longer needed the garden. She swept the half eaten flower away into the petals, going back to how she was before, gently dozing and tracing shapes into their clothes, now dressed in their most blinding colors.

Decided to have the ending have somewhat of a cyclical nature, repeating the beginning somewhat, because I wasn't sure how to end it. Perhaps you're caught in a cycle of waking from your lovely stupor, before falling once again? Up to you of course. Tried to keep you as vague as possible.

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EMBARRASSED I FORGOT TO TURN ON ANON THANK YOU FOR NOT PUBLICLY ANSWERING IT 💔💔💔💔💔 (this is S anon)

Anyway sending this ask again, back to my crazy thoughts and then adding some

Imagine Black Sapphire with a virgin reader, my god I know he'd go crazy for that- thinking of all the ways to degrade us- to mutter how we never had sex before yet we're wet like a slut and begging for him, I'd imagine he'd be so sadistic over pleasuring us, degrading us even more by saying that if we were this weak to his touches, would we grow weaker for other cookies too? Tch tch tch, that won't do no- he has to leave a lasting impression on us, he'd let the whole world know but that greedy as fuck part of him wants to keep the moment of taking our virginity to himself. Only he gets to hear those sweet moans and cries as he takes it away from us, to get to see the expression shift from slight pain to absolute pleasure- to hear us beg for the first time

Also lowkey I HC him to be into sexy clothing, probably has us dress in stockings or lingerie he thinks will suit our body,,,, or even roleplaying actually- elaborate plots that end up with him plowing us down -!!!

He's just as eccentric about theatricals as his master after all

(FANS SELF) yeah that's today's ramble from me chief unless the black sapphire abyss drags me again (he will, everyday he does)

additional tags: explicit content, corruption kink, virgin kink, virgin reader, gender neutral reader, mentions of afab/amab reader

ships: black sapphire cookie x reader, slight black sapphire cookie x shadow milk cookie

You're right on the money with Black Sapphire having his darker interests peaked by an oblivious virgin prancing about!

He'll deny it, but he's a bit of a caretaker - Black Sapphire's desires to defile your pure, untouched body and snarling insults in your ear and his suppressed urges to wrap a blanket around you and give you something sweet to eat clash with each other regularly. He wants to preserve you, capture your sweetness and innocence in a neat little gilded cage while also being the one to dirty it underneath his polished shoes. Does he want to preen your feathers, or pluck them?

If you have a pussy; Black Sapphire squirms just thinking about his cock being the very first to puncture your hymen and spear himself all the way to your cervix, filling you so deeply and thoroughly there's no way you could ever forget your first ever dicking.

If you have a cock, Black Sapphire Cookie will relish in working his hot mouth around your shaft ever so slowly, sucking every last drop of cum from your shuddering balls. You better believe he's popping your ass cherry as well.

On the other subject, Black Sapphire Cookie (and the other two freakazoids) being so into clothing and dressing you up is incredibly real. His master Shadow Milk wants to fit you in some slutty skimpy clothes right away; but Black Sapphire actually prefers to take his time. His concern of scaring you away is generously greater than Shadow Milk's (but in hindsight, still fucking abysmal. Black Sapphire is NOT letting you walk free) so you in dark lingerie is more of a fantasy in Black Sapphire's mind until he has you hooked.

It's okay, though. Black Sapphire Cookie can wait for as long as needed. It helps that his master had the most wonderful, intelligent idea of taking on your form to fulfill both of their wildest dreams of you together!

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I was in the mood to make myself some ridiculous banner 🙃

Just shadow milk and his favorite plushie, enjoying each others company :)

tw: suggestive, nakedness (nothing important is shown), implied plushophilia, mdni

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another one thank you

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I swear trying to write smut feels like:

His hands were hands and then the fingers were in the hand and the hand was with the fingers and the fingers had the hand in the other hand then the fingers dragged to the hand with the fingers and it was hot

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Ngl I usually hate human-ifying non-human characters but…. Shmilk inspired by the ending of Dreamwork’s Sinbad 😤

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Wait imagine feederism but reader (and possibly shadow milk) feed pure vanilla...he is very skinny so bet they'd wanna see him fattened up lol!

additional tags: feederism, suggestive content, beast x ancient

ships: shadow milk cookie x reader x pure vanilla cookie

You're so right anon; doesn't Pure Vanilla actually canonically forget to eat most times? I forgot, but either way you and Shadow Milk will fix that! Pure Vanilla knows the two of you have ulterior motives when you both palm at his growing tummy and thighs, but he can't help but blush and squirm anyway.

Also, the food you make for him is just so good. It would be rude to turn it down. This is what he tells himself.

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I want to give shadow milk kisses :((( I want to hug him gently and tell him everything will be ok :(((( I want to ride him till his thoughts are completely gone, make him think only of me :(((((( I love this man so muchhhhhhhhhhh

Honestly I subscribe to Slutty Milk Cookie so much. The carnal desire to have that usually loudmouthed, sassy asshole have nothing but whines and hiccups falling from his tearstained lips as you ride him into oblivion is so understandable.

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Shadow Milk Cookie has a thing for dolls, apparently. And you! Suppose if he wanted to combine these two things...? (Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader)

additional tags: dollification, power imbalance, suggestive content, not proofread

ships: shadow milk cookie x gender neutral!reader

(additional comments: little sneakpeak of an explicit thing that struck my inspiration in the back at 4 a.m., and it will get so much worse from here.)

You didn't even know the half of it. What you've seen and heard so far was just the tip of the iceberg, so to speak.

You knew very well by now that Shadow Milk Cookie was bizarre in countless ways. You were slowly able to filter out the more extreme of his oddities, but clearly your ability to spot a red flag still left a lot to be desired.

Shadow Milk Cookie had one of you. A doll. He had a doll of you, a perfectly soft plushy replica that fit snugly into his lap where he could squeeze, poke and prod to his heart's content.

The nutty blue bastard hadn't even bothered to hide it from you; in fact he nonchalantly threw it over his shoulder, waiting for you to notice it one day. Shadow Milk had been humming cheerfully to himself, pretending to scribble something important on one of his scrolls and pointedly ignored you even as you gaped at the cotton-stuffed doppelganger that was slung around his neck.

"Hey, there." Shadow Milk Cookie squinted at you from over his mock task. His grin was a step further from mischievous; his slitted gaze seemed to undress you as he looked you up and down. "See something you like~?"

After a moment of stunned silence at his sheer audacity, you found the motivation to confront him. "Is that-" you pointed an accusing finger at his soft, limp companion. "-supposed to be me?"

"Oh...! Oh, dear! Oh my!" Shadow Milk Cookie threw up his hands and made a show of looking all around. "What, is there someone else in the room with us right now? Oh, this...~?"

You watched blankly as Shadow Milk Cookie pinched your doll version between two claws and slowly drag off his shoulder to dangle in front of you. His grin seemed more of a leer. "This is my new pal. They're soooo soft, so... tiny and helpless. So plush and pliant in my palms. And look at how irresistibly adorable they are!"

Shadow Milk Cookie cradled the doll to his chest to gaze upon it with a look in his eyes that made you shrink in on yourself. He looked... intense. The way his pupils dilated a smidge and how his cheeks were dusted a darker blue than the rest of his skin was telling you something important.

"Look at their button eyes.... can you see? They sparkle a little in the light. Those full lips curled into the cutest little smile. Oh, and their frilly clothes..."

Without turning from his toy, Shadow Milk Cookie snapped his gaze to look at you through lidded eyes, and his pupils were nearly round with desire.

"...They remind me of you."

You said nothing in response. The weighted silence only grew between you; Shadow Milk Cookie seemed more than content with letting you shiver before him.

During your 'extended stay' in his Spire, Shadow Milk Cookie spent a bulk of his time fussing over you. Curling your hair between his clawed gingers, gently brushing over your clothes with his palms, presenting you with the cutest outfits to try on. You remember a particular blue collar he eagerly thrust at you, a soft, frilled little thing complete with a comically large golden bell in the middle.

...It was exactly the same bell collar the doll was wearing.

Before this, you thought his nicknames for you were just that, a term of endearment. 'Button' and 'Poppet' sounded eerily similar to 'puppet', and soon enough Shadow Milk Cookie started calling you 'doll.'

"Because you're as cute as one~!" Shadow Milk Cookie explained to you after the very first time calling you this.

But after this? It seemed to be just another way to show you that he owned you. While you were just an ordinary cookie, Shadow Milk Cookie was a nigh-omnipotent Beast, in his Spire. He could turn you inside out with just a snap of his fingers.

But he didn't. He was obsessed with you, he loved you and more than anything, he wanted you to be his lifelong partner.

After that? He wanted you to be his pet. His toy... his doll.

This was just a little gentle reminder that you were powerless against this. Shadow Milk Cookie always gets what he wants.