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Kado Thorne x fem Y/N — playing with the sprites

I didn't proofread, + this is just something simple and silly

" What are you doing? " Kado muttered, staring at Y/N,

Y/N, having her back to Kado, finally turned to face Kado. In her hands, and now in Kado's face, was a goopy sprite in a hero costume.

" Baby! " Y/N beamed in a smile, the sprite babbling some noises,

Kado was met with, he had to admit, a pretty cute creature. Kado carefully took the squishy-like creature and stared at it; sure enough, the sprite stared back.

" They are pretty cu— " Kado had been cut off, since in the middle of his words, he was gently squishing the sprite.

Kado immediately stuck his arms out, a bright beam of red lasers coming from the squish.

After the lasers stopped, he immediately looked at Y/N.

Y/N's eyes were equally wide until she finally cracked up, laughing at Kado and his expression. She held her head with one hand and tummy with the other,

Then it dawned on Kado,

" You knew it did that—didn't you?! " He blurted, clearly peeved,

Y/N literally collapsed to the ground in laughter, which confirmed his question,

" You little— " Kado started, but hearing that laughter, he loved so much.. even nearly being cauterized and decapitated, he couldn't stay mad at her forever..

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Hi I'm new here i already love how you do your fics so can you do this (this is after the wedding day fic of course) when one day y/n gets pregnant by shadow milk she pregnant with triplets and i just headcanon that when the babies are born shadow milk would just cry a lot because he never held a little baby before

Good luck dear ;)

I WAS LITERALLY THINKING THE OTHER DAY ON HOPING TO GET AN ASK AND I'M SO HAPPY THIS IS MY FIRST ONE SMDJEN

i hope i do this idea justice for you!!!!

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Double— no.. Triple Trouble..?

Shadow Milk x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

the mention of pregnancy, birth, and suggestion of intimacy.

After the wedding, it seemed like the Shadow Milk and Y/N were hip-and-hip. Everywhere. All the time.

Y/N didn't mind it, seeing as she knew what prompted heavy attachments and refusal to let go for Shadow Milk. And with them married, it just made that attachment easier. Safer, in a way.

Shadow Milk still got a little stressed, but he knew Y/N would return whenever she would leave the house. Which seemed to be the only little hiccup.

Except for one other thing.

Children.

Y/N expressed her desire to want a family before, Shadow Milk often shifted at that idea. He can tolerate children, but he never thought about having his own—especially in a natural way. Considering Candy Apple....

Y/N didn't push Shadow Milk for little ones. But the intimacy and the closeness to envelope with one another wasn't lost on them either.

To be held. To be loved in such a way. Shadow Milk and Y/N both felt whole. Two halves of a heart.

But this didn't bring without consequences, which seemed to be both good and bad—depending how one looks at it.

" Shadow Milk..? " Y/N sheepishly called out, her voice trailing behind her as she searched the house for him.

Shadow Milk immediately perked, turning in his chair; apparently, he was in his studio, making more figures for puppet shows,

" Yes, my love? " He asked, attentive as always,

Y/N became hesitant.. she wondered if he would be upset. Shadow Milk has gotten upset before, but it was never at her. Would this be different? Oh she felt she was going to pass out from the stress,

He knew something was wrong, especially by the fact that her hands were shaking and fidgeting beyond control. Shadow Milk got up and gently coaxed Y/N into a hug, brushing and resting his cheek on her head,

Y/N felt the compression of the hug and softened, her worries melting into the abyss and her figure molding with his..

" What's wrong, sweetheart..hm? " Shadow Milk whispered, leaning his head back a little to look at Y/N, tucking her hair behind her ear,

Y/N slowly looked up at him, letting out a quiet sigh before looking back down in a little pout,

" I—.. " She attempted to start, gnawing the inside of her cheek, " I'm.. pregnant.. " Y/N finally confessed,

Shadow Milk's eyes lit up, both in surprise and something else. Although his heart felt it drop to his feet,

" You are sure..? " He whispered, gently cupping her face in his hands,

Y/N relaxed a little again, allowing her cheeks to be squished,

Shadow Milk felt.. conflicted, but he wasn't upset. Yet he did see the turmoil and dread Y/N was going through due to his lack of response, which caused him to softly laugh a little,

" I'm not upset, " Shadow Milk whispered reassuringly, gently bumping his forehead against her's,

Y/N returned the little nudge, almost like two cats rubbing their foreheads and noses together,

" I'm scared.. " Y/N hushed..

Shadow Milk paused until offering a small nod of agreement,

" Me too.. " He admitted, his voice heavy with vulnerability, " But I need you to know my love, even if I am scared.. I don't want you to think for a moment I'm going to leave you, " Shadow Milk began to reassure,

His hands carefully grabbed her heads to guide her forehead to his lips, giving it a soft kiss,

" You're mine; now and forever, " He mumbled against her head,

Y/N gave a weak nod before she burst into tears. She clung onto Shadow Milk, sobbing into his shoulder.

Shadow Milk couldn't help but jest, just a little,

" Hormonal already? " He snickered,

" Yes! " Y/N sobbed, her voice cracking,

Shadow Milk laughed a little, Y/N's cries slowly blended with little giggles and sniffles of her own..

Over the next few months, Shadow Milk often found himself trying to sort himself out emotionally.

He knew he wasn't going to leave Y/N, no matter what happens. But he was still scared. Shadow Milk was terrified, not of being a father, but of being a terrible father.

His heart ached at the thought of failing to be there. To provide. He hoped any mental struggles weren't passed down either. The whispers in his mind were haywire until that familiar weight broke the whispering static in his mind,

" Shadow Milk..? " Y/N softly called out from the couch,

His heart skipped a bit, his eyes flickering over to his wife. His beloved. Shadow Milk's mind eased a little. She was due soon.

" Do you want to feel them? " Y/N asked softly,

He felt his body freeze out of uncertainty. Shadow Milk gave a little nod, coming around the couch and hunkering down on his knees in front of his wife.

Carefully, Shadow Milk laid his head on Y/N's tummy, his ears picking up movement inside. He felt some kicks, as if they knew he was there.

Shadow Milk's eyes sparkled, leaning a little more into Y/N's tummy, a content purr left Shadow Milk. Apparently, he had dozed off just like that; on the floor and leaning against Y/N.

But this serenity was cut short. After a few more weeks, Y/N was rushed to the hospital to deliver.

Shadow Milk went haywire. He couldn't sit still even if you restrained him. He was pacing around the entire hospital, until Y/N shrieked in request for her husband.

Scrambling, Shadow Milk immediately went to Y/N's side. He bit his tongue when she snatched and nearly broke his hand from squeezing it.

Shadow Milk, despite his frayed nerves, tried to comfort and calm Y/N down best it could all things considered. He was met with tears, aggression, and hostility, but he knew she was in pain.

It took a couple of hours. Triplets were finally here.

Shadow Milk was dumbfounded. Both Y/N were expecting twins, but triplets?! How did they miss a baby in the screening?!

He stared at the three swaddles on Y/N's chest, his heterochromatic eyes displaying a secondary color due to how wide they were.

Shadow Milk stared... staring at the three bundles and his wife.

" Do you want to hold one...? " Y/N weakly asked,

'Should I? What if I drop them? What if I make them cry? I—' Shadow Milk's mind ran rampant before subconsciously nodding,

Y/N handed over a little boy, Shadow Milk gently taking the small baby in his hands.

Everything stopped...

Time stood still and it was just him, his wife, and their three kids.

Shadow Milk had broken himself down. Rebuilt himself to learn to be soft. To be vulnerable. To be gentle. To love...

He gently nudged some of the blanket from the little boy's face..

Shadow Milk began to tear up. He held the little one close, promising and swearing to the grave he'll keep his four treasures safe.

Cries left Shadow Milk. Ugly, pure, unadulterated sobs left him.

Y/N wriggled over a little, just a little due to the pain, and allowed Shadow Milk to lay with her in the hospital bed.

Shadow Milk wept the rest of that night, allowing Y/N to rest as he tentatively cared for the new babies..

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please dont copy these!

a wedding day Shadow Milk and Avatar of Destiny!

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Wedding Day

something indulgent, and because I literally pulled Shadow Milk himself from the Wedding Gacha and it gave me a writing idea sjfjsd

i do not proofread

Shadow Milk x Fem!Reader

Ohh he was so nervous.

His stomach swirled and knotted like the endless steps of The Spire.. he felt losing his head was less painful than these anxiety pangs..

Apparently, Y/N and Shadow Milk had the same idea—to propose. But Shadow Milk's proposal was nothing short of grandeur... yet he stopped himself.

He didn't want to show everyone a proposal that was meant for Y/N and Y/N alone. Shadow Milk wanted to show her off, revel, and show off his beloved.. but he also wanted to keep her to himself completely.

Besides, even despite having the same idea, it seemed Y/N had beaten him from the punchline. She had proposed via a classic, a dinner. And Shadow Milk absolutely sobbed. Makeup smearing everywhere.

He bawled like a baby, tears of joy and mumbles of much needed assurance that Y/N was sure of marrying him. And Y/N did just that; reassuring him that she meant her proposal and truthfully wished to be with Shadow Milk for the rest of their lives.

And when Candy Apple found out she was immediately flared in jealousy, but was caught off guard when Y/N asked her to be her maid of honor. To say Candy Apple was caught off guard would be an understatement, but begrudgingly, she agreed—for Shadow Milk Cookie.

Shadow Milk actually had asked Pure Vanilla to be his best man; whether that was an ego move or not only Shadow Milk knows. Pure Vanilla had to hold back a chuckle and the urge to poke some jokes at Shadow Milk, but he ultimately agreed.

Black Sapphire was trusted with planning, especially the music since Y/N trusted him with such responsibilities. The entire kingdom was invited, Beasts and all.

And today was the day.

Y/N was getting ready with Wedding Cake Cookie, and it was time for the ceremony to begin.

Shadow Milk was in a white wedding suit, but of course, his sleeves were mismatched. His hair was up in a neat ponytail. A bowtie in the way of an eyeball. His tailcoat dragged and curled on the floor, some blue roses sewn on the edges.

Shadow Milk was fidgeting with the hem of his sleeves, staring down in deep thought as he waited for Y/N to arrive.

What if she doesn't show?

What if she bails?

What if she changed her mind?

His mind raced, his eyes slowly widening with each spiral of thought until he heard Black Sapphire begin playing the piano—classic wedding music.

Immediately, Shadow Milk looked up, and the double doors of the aisle opened, and his eyes widened into stars. His heart borderline stopped.

Y/N began to walk down the brilliant blue carpet. All eyes on her. The wedding dress she wore was white and lacey, but then it layered from baby blue to black as the last layer. Her face was covered with a white veil, the flowers in her hand an array of black and white roses.

As Y/N passed each bench, little gasps could be heard and murmurs of approval. Candy Apple had to agree with crossed arms Y/N looked cute.

And Shadow Milk's eyes didn't dare bat away in deep-rooted fear she'll vanish. He held out his hand when Y/N approached, Y/N's hand found his as she stood in front of him.

Shadow Milk's skin prickled with excitement, immediately tuning everything and everyone out except Y/N.

They were finally here. Together. As one.

He blinked, remember to gently lift the veil and reveal Y/N's face and her dolled up makeup. Shadow Milk's hand found Y/N's cheek, cupping it the entire time.

Vows were sworn; promised. Rings were slipped onto each other's fingers. And the ceremony was sealed..

" You may now kiss the bride," the words echoed—rang in Shadow Milk's ears, catching Y/N in a kiss.

Their beings blended.. hearts snug with one another. Becoming one. Their cravings for connection satisfied. The loneliness in their hearts being sedated.

In their own little worlds, the outside world concluded the ceremony with some cheering and clapping..

While some began to make their way to the lunch provided, Shadow Milk and Y/N kept back and pretty huddled up in their own bubbles. Nothing but love radiated from them both, faces inches apart. A little conversation of their own..

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pulling him from the wedding gacha has struck me with writing idea

Shadow Milk, get ready for a weddin' w/ y/n

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little offhand headcanons of random cookies because im struggling through bad writers/art block

Black Sapphire and Candy Apple are very akin to Shadow Milk emotionally; meaning if Shadow Milk is upset, the other two may be upset—especially Candy Apple. Or if Shadow Milk has a change of heart, both seem to follow not long after.

Burning Spice is a living heater, so him with y/n is so set for cuddles; no blankets needed

Pure Vanilla won't admit it, but he aches for a "day off"; or for someone to allow him to be the one cared for. But he feels some guilt feeling this way

I feel like Shadow Milk's soul jam whispers, but only he can really hear it; because it actually isn't his soul jam, and it's just his delusions and conscience

Burning Spice loves centipedes, but will refuse any such mushy things as "liking" something

I feel like the Beasts are the biggest of the Cookies, the Acients being just a little shorter. Burning Spice and Shadow Milk being the tallest. Silent Salt and Mystic Flour being average, and Eternal Sugar being the shortest

Awakened Acients actually grow in height a couple inches

Burning Spice also loves comparing hand sizes and holding y/n's hand, allowing her to mess with his nails/claws

Actually, all of them have claws

Awakened Pure Vanilla enjoys snuggle time with y/n in the meadows

Awakened Pure Vanilla's hair is the softest thing to ever grace Earthbread

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a little comf writing with Shadow Milk (Sage of Truth) x Wife!Reader for myself h

tw: mentions of bed rotting, heavy depression, and overall lack of care for one's self. light mention of nudity/undressing, yet within a sfw manner.

did NOT proofread

Something had been missing for a couple of days, yet it was hard for Shadow Milk to really put his finger on it. He was so busy with his students, weighted with work,.... what else was he missing?

Y/N.

His eyes lit up in connecting that missing piece. He felt fairly guilty for not checking up on her sooner, but he quickly made way to their bedroom.

Shadow Milk gently pushed open the door and was hit with borderline complete darkeness. His heart sunk at the vague shape of his wife's back on the bed.

" My love..? " Shadow Milk called out quietly, putting his walking stick against the wall as he approached the bed,

Y/N slowly raised her head, but made no effort to respond verbally,

Shadow Milk let out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding, happy she was still alive,

" Sweetheart.. " His hand found her back, leaning over to look at her face,

The open door illuminated just enough for him to see. And it shattered his heart.

She looked so defeated. So broken. He could feel her hair caked with grease. How cold she was. How she lost some weight,

And his conscience immediately swallowed him whole with guilt for not finding her sooner. But he also scolded himself; this was about her, not him.

" Would you like me to lay down with you..? " Shadow Milk whispered to Y/N,

Shadow Milk slowly stepped over her, scooping her and the blankets she was swaddled in with him. He carefully adjusted her and essentially enveloped her entire being with his,

He made sure she was comfy as best as possible, which prompted the question:

" Are you comfortable..? " He asked,

Y/N gave a small nod, shifting a bit closer to her husband.

Shadow Milk watched her, and his heart ached for her. He hated when she got like this, not because it was burdening to him, but because he knew it was burdening to her.

They kept cuddled for a couple minutes, maybe an hour, until Shadow Milk decided to try and help coax her out of her episode,

" How about I call out for the next couple of days.. and we do your favorite things..hm? " He asked, gently pushing the blanket away from her face,

" I don't want to bother you.. " She finally spoke, her voice barely even audible due to how little she's spoken in the past few days—if at all,

Shadow Milk offered a little laugh, " Nonsense, my love, " He reassured, giving her a little squeeze,

Y/N was too tired to protest, so she gave a single nod, her body weight slowly relaxing again,

Shadow Milk looked at her for a few more moments, remembering she's probably lacked with her personal hygiene and didn't want her to get sick,

" How about I go run you a bath, hm..? " He asked, slowly getting up and letting her lay back down on the bed,

Y/N gave a small noise, whether it was agreement or not, was a different story. Yet Shadow Milk smiled and placed a soft kiss on her temple,

He went and turned on the bathroom light, keeping the door open so she could adjust to the sudden light. The water could be heard running.. and the scent of blueberries and lavender filled the bathroom and their bedroom,

After some minutes, he returned with a small smile,

" Alright, love, let's unwrap you like the precious gift you are.. " He gently cooed, carefully pulling and removing the blankets that kept around Y/N,

She protested a little with a whine but relented nonetheless when feeling Shadow Milk scoop her up. Y/N kept close, her body slowly adjusting to the temperature change; it was cold,

Shadow Milk smiled and brought her into the bathroom. He sat her down on the lid of the toilet seat, placing a soft kiss on her forehead,

" I'm proud of you, " Shadow Milk gently praised, " for getting up and allowing me to help you, " He continued,

Y/N's eyes didn't open despite the praise, nor did she really unfold from the fetal-like position. Instead, she felt her tears slowly fall as if she was trying to express her gratitude despite all things considered,

Shadow Milk carefully kissed her tears away and softly guided her to removing the clothes she had been wearing for the past few days,

Y/N shivered, finally crossing her arms to retain body heat, shivering a little,

" I'm almost done, promise, " He reassured, collecting all articles of clothing and putting them in the hamper,

Shadow Milk guided her gently, trying to get Y/N to use her legs and help ease her body back into moving,

Y/N slowly stepped into the warm tub, her body slowly sinking down into the water and relaxing.

Shadow Milk smiled brightly, happy to see her relax. He carefully let go of her hand and removed his own outfit, tossing his own into the hamper and stepping himself into the tub with his wife, his hair ironically taking up decent space. So he put his hair in a high bun,

Y/N leaned against Shadow Milk, him leaning in return to remind her he was still here; even despite being side by side.

The two settled in the water for a little while until Shadow Milk sat up, grabbing the shampoo,

" C'mon, sweetheart, let's get you washed.. " He explained,

Y/N, due to the lavender and feeling a little better, gave a soft nod and slowly sat in front of Shadow Milk.

Wetting her hair and putting some shampoo in his palm, he began to massage and thoroughly was Y/N's hair.

Y/N melted and even slowly began to doze off as she felt him shampoo and condition her hair. But when he was finished, Y/N opened her heavy eyes when hearing another soap cap pop open,

" Can you stand for me..? " Shadow Milk asked quietly, offering his hand to Y/N,

She gave a silent nod, taking his hand and allowing Shadow Milk to lift her up to her feet; she stumbled a little but quickly caught herself. At least it woke her up a bit.

Shadow Milk softly laughed again and began to carefully wash his wife's body. He was careful, gentle, and made sure he was being respectful and left her dignity intact.

Once all cleaned, Y/N was rinsed off, and all was clean. Well, almost all.

Once more, Shadow Milk grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste,

" Open, " He requested in a murmur,

Y/N relented and allowed her teeth to be brushed, her head resting a bit in his palm. She rinsed her mouth.

" There, " Shadow Milk mused softly, " my beloved is all clean, " He crooned and gave Y/N a soft kiss,

Y/N returned the gentle kiss, her lips finally pulling into a smile,

Shadow Milk's eyes lit up, hands cupping her face after putting down the toothbrush, " There's that's smile, my sweet smile, " he hushed,

Y/N couldn't help but giggle and snuggle her head in his palms, her cheeks squishing,

Shadow Milk's heart swelled it, knocked him breathless, " Oh how you rival the sun.. " He whispered under his breath.

Y/N's smile stayed, and Shadow Milk carefully guided her out the tub. He helped dry Y/N off, giving her one of his sweaters. It was her favorite.

With both dressed, Shadow Milk put the blankets and sheets in the wash and began to cook Y/N's favorite meal.

It took a little time, but Shadow Milk was successful and gently pulled Y/N out of her depressive episode. He had silently swore and reminded himself to check up more often, and try not to be far too swarmed with work he would forget his love.

His sweetheart.

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headcanon nicknames he gives y/n (she/her) in no particular order; he also often likes putting the word "my" in front of many of these (ex. "my sweetheart")

sweetheart

baby

babygirl (/j or /srs, you decide)

birdie

sweetie

darling

doll

dolly

dollface

sugar

honey

bun/bunny

flower

sunshine

love

lovebug

nerd

dork

pookie (if he's losing it /lh)

blueberry

dear

dearest

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please do not copy these!!!!

decided to make a vkei Shadow Milk!!

also what's the fun in ponytown with layers that only you know of skfjjd

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some sfw agere-ish Shadow Milk headcanons because someone mentioned it, so i must (also fem y/n bcs im thinking of my oc) /lh

will absolutely make toys for her

if she's particularly stressed, he'll help her to regress by offering "up time"

"up time" is where Shadow Milk just simply holds her and carries her around on his hip until she's soothed

probably keeps a bag on him full of snacks and stim toys for her

Shadow Milk originally was puzzled/confused on agere but came to understand/respect it

will happily attempt/make shaped foods, like star nuggets and some heart veggies

would probably sing to help soothe

will keep the agere between the two of them, because he understands it's a massive trust

he also wouldn't dare make fun of her

extra attentive

also ensures there's a safe space for regressing (especially to keep away from Candy Apple Cookie. Black Sapphire Cookie actually managed to find out, but is willing to keep it to himself)

absolutely puts on puppet shows for her

and will happily color with her if desired

subconsciously will buy packs of stickers for her

keeps a (clean) teething toy on his person at all times to help her from clenching her jaw

honestly, when she first regressed with Shadow Milk, he was clueless on what to do

so he caved and asked Pure Vanilla for help (shocker) while keeping her identity disclosed

actually enjoys when she regresses, because he loves the fact he's trusted with something so important

that and he thinks it's fun, it helps him regress/decompress a little too

offers also "sweater time," where he puts on a huge sweater and allows her to fit inside it with him

she accidentally got him into My Little Pony; Discord is his favorite

Fluttershy reminds him of her

they have an "emotion station", where if she's feeling angry/upset, they enter the area where she's free to vent her frustrations without him interjecting/arguing

he's also given her a doll that she can use to express herself if she's feeling non-verbal that day

after finding out she did agere, he has gotten even more protective over her; whether she's regressing or not

enjoys doing her hair for her, adding little bows and pigtails if desired

they have definitely made a mess with face paint once or twice

extra use of nicknames (if that's even possible) but ensures they aren't silly, unless requested (ex. baby/sweetheart instead of goofy/nerd)

if she's feeling scared/extra paranoid, he'll take extra steps to hide/close the eyes he has on his person

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i love how we all collectively agreed Shadow Milk has cute pointed ears (bonus points for lil bells on the ends)

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' Invited ' | Chp. 3

Shadow Milk x Fem!Reader

idk how to really tag things? but there's some slight mention/alludes to hearing voices/whispers (this isn't meant to really imply schizophrenia? /nm /gen - it might just be the souljam (haven't thought that far ahead)

also slowly implementing like... headcanons and realizing im writing more of- human shmilk and not cookies IM SORRY SKDKSKD ILL TRY TO REMEMBER LIKE- COOKIE TERMS

also lowkey got burnt out near the end im sorry skdjw

After tears were finally dried up and their meltdowns eased off, it was time to get back to business.

Y/N and Shadow Milk picked each other up, dusting themselves off. Y/N attempted to wipe her face clean, dust off her dress. Shadow Milk equally smudged his hand over his face, causing the facepaint to smear and essentially be erased.

Shadow Milk and Y/N looked up at one another, quiet for a bit of a moment before they softly laughed a little together.

Shadow Milk's eyes narrowed a little as he took in her laughter. Watching the way her eyes crinkled, how her hair bounced. How, even after a full-blown meltdown, she managed to glow.

Subconsciously, he gently scratched at his chest as if trying to itch away the swelling of warmth in his heart. Yet, a surge of remembrance went through him, and he chastised himself, concluding to himself she'll leave too.

Y/N, a little oblivious to his turmoil, finally softened her laughter. She felt relieved..grateful they had this moment even though it wasn't even close to what she expected.

Offering her hand, Y/N held it out expectantly with a soft smile to Shadow Milk,

He snapped out of his daze and looked at her hand. His defenses flared, remembering the last time someone offered their hand in friendship,

Him

Shadow Milk's fists balled in frustration, now guarding himself instinctively. Hypocritical, yes, but Shadow Milk despised being lied to—especially when it involved the false sense of security of friendship. Company.

Y/N's hand faltered a little, noticing the tension in Shadow Milk. Maybe she still had a little bit of fear after all. But she felt oddly determined not to shrink away,

" Are you okay..? " She finally asked,

" What are you wanting from me? " Shadow Milk snipped, " Why are you being so nice to me? "

Y/N flinched a little, her hand retracting as she watched him rant,

" Why are you lying to me!? " He hissed

Y/N stared at him, his silence signaling he wanted an answer,

" Because I want your company— " She sincerely whispered,

He blinked, completely taken aback by her response. His heart yearned to believe her. She sounded so convincing. Why was his mind whispering to him? Why were his thoughts hissing words of how he doesn't deserve her kindness?

Shadow Milk grabbed his head, his hair becoming more disarray as he ruffled his hands through his mess of hair. A scream-like groan left Shadow Milk before he hunched over into a ball,

Maybe the whispers were right. He didn't deserve her kindness. He didn't deserve that letter she sent him. The letter that put him here in the first place. Her invitation.

Shadow Milk seemed to be on a fervent panic attack. It seemed to spike a migraine, and it caused him to try and curl in on himself again,

Y/N was panicking herself, not knowing what to do. She glanced around, firstly hoping no one else heard the scream. Things seemed clear before she finally hunkered down on her knees,

" Hey- hey— " She gently put her hands on his shoulders in an attempt to coax him to look at her,

It seemed like he was going through something far worse than she really expected, and she was pretty lost at what to really do..

Shadow Milk's nails seemed to be digging into his scalp, but when he felt a slight push on his shoulder–he relented and peeked his eye up at Y/N

He was met with a soft gaze, one also filled with utter worry. Shadow Milk felt Y/N squeeze his shoulder, which enabled him to slowly calm down..

" Let me prove to you.. that I'm not going anywhere.. " She started, hoping her words were enough, " Let me show you that I don't want you to be lonely anymore... "

He finally lifted his head enough to get a full look at Y/N. Shadow Milk scrunched his face, shaking some of the whispers in his mind out, glancing away. He felt a bit embarrassed for the outburst..

Y/N smiled, happy it seemed to have calmed him down. She stood up straight and offered her hand again,

Shadow Milk stared at her hand, slowly reaching out. He hesitated, his body seemingly to actively fight him from accepting Y/N's hand. Eventually, his hand finally found hers, and he looked up at Y/N's face,

Y/N carefully pulled Shadow Milk to his feet, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze once more,

Shadow Milk kept his tired eyes on her face,

" Promise..? " He murmured, desperate

" I promise, " Y/N spoke, conviction palpable in her tone,

The whispers that infested Shadow Milk's mind softened, or at least were nulled a little as him and Y/N began to, finally, finish their walk to Y/N's castle.

♡.—.♡

As they approached the castle gates, the guards on patrol seemed to tense at the sight of Shadow Milk, but they kept their comments to themselves; yet their following gazes gave way to their concerns.

Y/N would glance back at Shadow Milk occasionally as she led them both to the back gardens away from everything. From prying eyes. From prying ears. From the walls that would listen..

Shadow Milk's head had been tilted downward, simply watching Y/N's feet as a guide. He felt a bit too much shame to look at her after his outburst. But when the tiles turned into concrete, Shadow Milk finally looked up.

The sound of blue birds chirping.. the fresh scent of crisp air. His eyes roamed, taking in the well crafted and beautiful foliage; but then his eyes landed on the beds of flowers.

Blue hyacinths. Forget-me-nots.

Just an array of blue. It took him by surprise, to say the least,

" I've always loved the color blue.. " Y/N finally whispered

Shadow Milk felt her hand slowly leave his to walk over to the beds of flowers. This time, though.. he didn't seem to panic when she let go. Yet he still found himself following her, still quiet,

Shadow Milk watched Y/N gently touch the hyacinths. The delicate movements not lost on him, despite his rampant thirst for chaos, but he realized something, causing him to pause,

His mind was quiet. At least it felt quiet. The daunting and festering whispers seemed to have been tuned out..

All that filled his senses was the sound of birds. The scent of fresh flowers... the feel of the warm sun beaming through and warming up his cold body. It caused a gentle shiver, as if the warmth was foreign,

A yawn managed to leave Shadow Milk, but he tried to fight the fact that he felt physically tired. He tried to fight the fact that he felt safe. He tried to keep his guard up.. to ask himself, "What if it isn't safe?". But he caved.

Slowly, Shadow Milk lowered down, dipping himself down into the bed of hyacinths and lavender.

Y/N looked surprised as she watched him slowly submerge into the flowers. His body seemingly disappeared amongst the flowers; she went to speak, but words failed..

Shadow Milk let out a quiet sigh, the scent of hyacinths and lavender easing his nerves. His eyes grew heavy, feeling his muscles relax.

Y/N carefully began to lower herself down beside him, her own body disappearing into the flowers again,

The silence was comfortable. Both knowing the other was just across a few flowers. Although Shadow Milk's hand still managed to find Y/N's, this time his pinky hooked her own,

Y/N jumped a little but gave his pinky a small squeeze with her own..

Both found themselves dozing off, Shadow Milk getting genuine rest he's needed in eons..

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brain had a happy idea

Shadow Milk as Moondrop and Pure Vanilla as Sundrop

do NOT copy these!

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i could imagine y/n making cute purrs whilst being in shmilk's hand /sfw /lh

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sobs because i genuinely enjoy this thought, but in a sfw/wholesome way 😭

anyways shadow milk cookie shows his affection in the form of biting, licking and smelling you

half of it is because he knows it bothers you when he randomly shows up and, when you think he's about to be sweet and give you a peck on the cheek, he jukes you with a gross, wet, obnoxious lick. he lives for chaos, for pranks (that are mostly harmless when you're on the receiving end), and he never gets tired of seeing your face contort in a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

the other half is because he just can't let himself be so emotionally vulnerable and genuine and just... kiss you. deep down he's nervous, scared that even if he bears himself wholly to you, you're just going to up and leave him

—but it just makes the intimate moment when he finally kisses you properly, tenderly—even sweeter

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ive just been sticking him into different styles and things (trying to make good use of slots tbh)

please don't copy these!

ans him working at McDonald's because the Spire doesn't pay

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working on chp 3 rn

have some oc x shadow milk scribbles