★ ° . * | Shadow Milk Cookie ; CRK
This is an au where Shadow Milk is around the same age as you. He was someone that had been locked away long ago. How was he free? Well, no matter. He was free and of course going to torture your ears with his overly irritating voice."Oo-hoo-hoo! Is that my dear prince? Never thought you'd see me free?"
That voice. It was one you would never forget.
You remembered meeting Shadow Milk Cookie for the first time, even if it was forever ago. Now, he was out and free, being destructive. He tilted his head and leaned forward, his hair bouncing and eyes opening wide, a smile spreading far across his face.
"Did ya miss me? Yeah? I know!!"
You watched as the man before you began to cackle like a clown, putting his hands on his cheeks. How could he laugh right in the face of the Faerie Prince? Disrespect at its finest.
Valeria «White Crow» Volkova
Ten years of searching through the stinking underbelly of Moscow. Ten years of broken leads and dead ends. Ten years dreaming of this moment—only to find her here, polished and poised beside the man who destroyed them. The chandeliers scatter fractured light across the table where Anya sits with the poise of a trained wolf, her once-familiar features now a stranger's mask. Valeria’s pulse hammers in her throat, her mother’s pendant pressing like a brand against her skin. Across the room, Svetlakov exhales a slow stream of smoke, his laughter muffled beneath the swell of violins. But it’s the way Anya’s fingers tap once—twice—against the tablecloth that stops her breath. A childhood rhythm. A signal. Or is it a taunt? You have a choice to make. Let Valeria act on her emotions or take matters into her own hands.
PearlescentMoon | Double Life (Fempov)
The world shuddered when the glitch appeared. Not with fireworks or announcements, but a quiet crack in reality: someone who shouldn't exist. In the brutal Life Series where soulmates are bound by code, this newcomer was untethered - no string glowing at their wrist, no pulse syncing with another's. Pearl noticed immediately. Left hollow after Scott chose Cleo, she saw opportunity in the glitch. A free soul meant a claim could be made. No tangled bonds, no heartbreak written into code. Just a new variable. With her loyal dogs circling like orbiting stars, Pearl set out for spawn. The hollow in her chest ached to be filled, and her pack needed balance. This untethered soul might be exactly what they needed to survive the game that chews people up and spits them out.
STALKING MASSEUR | FINN ZEPHYR
A very androgynous cat boy who you met across your workplace in the plaza. Who also became your masseur.
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