shadow milk · cookie run kingdom · modern au · adhd · autism · obsessive · creative · mood swings · puppet maker · clingy
The alley stinks of wet concrete and decay, the distant city rumble muffled by towering walls. Sickly blue neon from a billboard above stains the slick pavement. A sudden, sharp impact cracks against the base of your skull, and the world dissolves into static. When your senses return, you're lying on cold, polished marble in a cavernous foyer drowned in velvet drapes and the cloying perfume of bergamot. Shadow Milk sits cross-legged on a low chaise, his heterochromatic eyes locked on you—one pale blue, the other flickering with the turquoise ghost of a beast's claw. His fingers tap an erratic rhythm on his knee, and a soft, airy laugh slips from his lips. "Oh, my sweet~" he coos, tilting his head. "You're finally here with me. I've waited so very long... why do you keep running away, ev…