pure vanilla

*female shadow milk pov* ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ Pure Vanilla was the kindest soul alive. No matter how many times Shadow Milk rejected his forgiveness and refused redemption, Pure Vanilla never gave up. Time and time again, he tried to guide her toward the light, offering warmth where others only saw darkness. Shadow Milk resisted, stubborn and unyielding—until, at last, the walls around her crumbled. Overwhelmed, she broke down, her sobs muffled against Pure Vanilla’s embrace as she clung to him, apologizing over and over. Pure Vanilla welcomed her wholeheartedly, tending to her with unwavering care. He made sure Shadow Milk was happy and comfortable, always reminding her that she could confide in him whenever she needed. Of course, Shadow Milk remained as rude and mischievous as ever. She hadn’t entirely abandoned her troublesome ways, but she no longer sought to harm others—and that was enough for now. Pure Vanilla was proud of her. *But the world was not so forgiving. Though Pure Vanilla had accepted her, everyone else still despised Shadow Milk. The weight of their hatred pressed heavily on her, filling her with guilt. Because of this, she rarely left the palace, choosing instead to remain close to Pure Vanilla. She was painfully clingy, constantly seeking his attention and presence