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Pure Vanilla's nightmares have lessened, recently.

He knows that's because they've left the Faerie Kingdom far behind now, so Shadow Milk has no real reason to try and provoke him into setting him free anymore, but Pure Vanilla can't help but feel hopeful that it might be indicative of some real progress too.

After all, he's been having more and more dream talks with Shadow Milk recently, and most of them are fairly civil. It hasn't stopped the mockery or taunting entirely, but he has realised that once Shadow Milk has an interesting topic of conversation to entertain, he tends to be a little less antagonistic.

Dare he say it, their acquaintance as of late has almost been... nice. Which is why, perhaps, he had mustered the courage to try and pry beyond Shadow Milk's academic career.

"I found one of your old portraits, I think. It was quite damaged." Pure Vanilla says slowly, because he has spent an embarrassing amount of his spare time recently trying to track down any relics from Shadow Milk's past, to be able to prompt him with them. "...You looked rather different."

Today, the dreamscape takes the form of Pure Vanilla's personal chambers, albeit bathed in darkness that is broken up by the fragile light of the moon, filtering in through the tall windows. Pure Vanilla is sat in his familiar armchair, relaxed without his staff or hat on his person, and keeping his idle gaze on his conversation partner. Shadow Milk is floating by his bookshelves, walking his fingers along the spines of the books. His back is towards him, but his extra eyes blink lazily at Pure Vanilla in silent acknowledgement.

"Why does that matter?" Shadow Milk drawls, before letting out an overdramatic gasp. He kicks back, tilting until he hangs upside-down in the air as he clasps his hands to his chest like he is heartbroken, their gazes snapping together like magnets. "I never would have expected you, of all people, to care about appearances so much! Am I not pretty enough as I am, is that it?"

His laments could have gone on for much longer, but Pure Vanilla cut him off quickly, slightly exasperated. "No, no, that wasn't what I was saying, and you know that."

Shadow Milk stops his fake wailing immediately, eyes curved into mischievious crescents as he glances over at him, and Pure Vanilla sighs. "It's just... interesting, I suppose. You look like two completely different people – unless it really wasn't your portrait?"

Shadow Milk bobs his head from side to side as if he were physically turning the words over in his head, before a thin mean smile slices clean across his face. "People change, Vani! Shouldn't you know that already, knowing our dear Guardian?"

Pure Vanilla tenses in his seat, balling his hands into fists in his lap. "I told you not to talk about her, didn't I?" He mutters with a frown, reminded once again that a conversation with Shadow Milk can never be completely smooth.

"Did you? I must not have heard you." Shadow Milk hums, righting himself in a way that involves far too much limb contortion. He drifts over to the table Pure Vanilla is sitting at, leaning against the edge and casually sweeping the vase of white lilies there off the table with one arm, quick enough that Pure Vanilla can barely react.

The vase shatters with a crash, and the half-bloomed petals are ruined by the fall. Pure Vanilla jolts, aching at the sight and his voice falls out pitched. "Shadow Milk-!"

"It's only a dream, no need to get worked up over it." Shadow Milk replies, tone carrying an edge of annoyance, though Pure Vanilla isn't sure why. Shadow Milk perches on the edge of the table with one leg over the other, lounging as he props himself up with one hand, his expression odd.

Still, he is right. It is only a dream, and Pure Vanilla cannot let himself be affected so easily anyway. He hesitantly tears his gaze away from the broken vase, turning his attention back to his curiosity, which is easy to do with Shadow Milk's face now right in front of him.

Pure Vanilla occupies himself with comparing the face before him with the memory of that portrait, eyes carefully tracing every visible difference in the wavering moonlight. The way his face is framed is different, for one, with the loss of his monocle and the change in his icing, and it makes him look harsher. His colour is off, somehow, and his silhouette has twisted too. That once collected, near regal posture has been overtaken by the lax, twisting strangeness that Shadow Milk often moves with, but to say it is gone completely isn't true. The smooth line of his back, even lounging like this, holds the ghost of that perfect posture.

And his eyes—

"Your eyes are the same." Pure Vanilla doesn't even notice he has spoken aloud until the words have fallen out of his mouth, soft and light like feathers.

It is true, though. His eyes aren't exactly the same physically, the pupils having grown to slits, but the spark and sharpness of them are just like the ones captured in that portrait. If he focuses on them, Pure Vanilla can almost imagine that he is there before everything went wrong, sharing a moment with that brilliant, revered scholar.

He is so mesmerised by those eyes that he immediately notices the way they crinkle in the corners, glittering with thinly veiled amusement, just before Shadow Milk snickers. "I know my eyes are stunningly handsome, but you can talk to me while you get lost in them. There's nothing more boring than silence!"

Pure Vanilla blinks quickly in response, startled out of his dreamy contemplation. Instantly, he feels the heat of embarrassment begin to darken his cheeks, and he closes his eyes on instinct, ducking his head slightly. Shadow Milk's giggles coil around his shoulders, and to move on from his own bout of confusion, Pure Vanilla frantically tries to pin down a conversation topic.

"Never mind that. You always insist on maintaining conversations with me." Pure Vanilla comments, something like concern and the beginnings of anxiety heavy on his tongue. "I know your circumstance doesn't allow for socialisation, but can you not even talk to your friends?"

It's a risky question, and Pure Vanilla knows that, even before he asks it. He has done his best to steer clear of topics that are even remotely related to Shadow Milk's imprisonment so far, for fear of provoking him. But this question has been simmering in his mind for a while now, so it is the only one he could think of in his haste. He won't be able to learn more about him if he doesn't press further, anyway, and now is as good a time as any.

Pure Vanilla had expected a bit of a pause, the sort of charged silence he has grown to expect from Shadow Milk when he is faced with a question he actually wants to consider, so he is surprised by the near immediate response.

"What kind of question is that? Of course I can." Shadow Milk replies, sounding remarkably flippant about it.

Pure Vanilla takes a moment to try and find a way to word himself delicately, hands fidgeting where they rest in his lap. "...Well, you always act like I'm the only person you talk to regularly. I thought, perhaps, you're–"

Lonely, but Pure Vanilla cannot get the word past his teeth, biting down on it uncomfortably. He has a feeling saying that wouldn't be well-received, or at the very least, not taken seriously.

Shadow Milk seems to understand the implication anyway, scoffing. There's a scramble of movement, and that prompts Pure Vanilla to open his eyes again, finding that Shadow Milk has dropped down to lay across the table on his back.

"I can tell you what I am, I'm bored. Why do you think we're so desperate to get out, huh? It's because there's nothing to do!" Shadow Milk throws his arms up, gesturing wildly as his voice starts swinging and his expression pinches with building agitation, kicking his legs furiously over the edge of the table. For the first time, Pure Vanilla is stricken by how similar it looks to a Cake Wolf pacing a cage, driven to a frenzy by claustrophobia. "We can talk to each other, but do you have any idea how long we've been stuck in there? We've run out of topics years ago, and they don't entertain my debates in the right way anyhow. There's no fun in that!"

Without warning, Shadow Milk flies up into a sitting position, his form blurring and peeling at the edges. Pure Vanilla watches him with concern as he lets out a raspy huff, teetering on the edge of a laugh.

"But I like talking to you so I do. That's all there is to it." Shadow Milk declares, voice lilting to something sweeter. A crooked smile surfaces on his face, and he jerks forward in an unnatural manner, as if he were a puppet on strings. He cups Pure Vanilla's face in his hands who, having slowly adjusted to the fact that Shadow Milk is prone to impulsive physical contact, only flinches slightly at the suddenness. "Did that never occur to you, silly?"

Pure Vanilla's mouth opens and closes soundlessly, settling into an uncertain line. To hear Shadow Milk say that so frankly caught him off-guard, as he always does, torn between suspicion and that tempting optimism that has been slowly gathering in his heart. "Well, I wasn't–"

His voice crumbles in his throat as Shadow Milk pulls his face towards him and presses a scorching kiss to the four-point star on his forehead. The dreaded warmth returns to gather in his face, made obvious by the contrast between the flush and the cold press of his hands.

He shouldn't be so flustered - this isn't the closest they've been - but his embarrassment only makes it worse.

"Don't overthink everything, you'll turn your brain into charcoal. That would just be a pity." Shadow Milk teases against his forehead, his dozens of eyes winking with silent laughter as he pulls back, hands slipping from his face and—

—Pure Vanilla wakes up, frazzled and unsure. He stares at the ceiling, hesitantly pressing a hand to his forehead. His dough is buzzing.

He lays there for a while, confused by the warmth within him and considering the interaction once more. Shadow Milk said he enjoyed talking to him, and Pure Vanilla believes him, if only because he really does seem engaged with their conversations.

And if that's true, then maybe they really can resolve everything through words. For all his strangeness, Shadow Milk does seem to follow some sort of line of logic during their debates, and logic, regardless of what kind, has the chance to be reasoned with.

He thinks of sharp, painted eyes and countless conversations on studies, research, literature, philosophy. He thinks of claustrophobic madness and the endless hunger of the scholar and pity, pity, pity.

Pure Vanilla sighs, and for the first time in very long, he finds himself tempted to return to sleep.

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#uh oh! the old man is having Ideas and experiencing Things #this one is a bit shorter and a bit messy because i didn't have a solid plan for it #but it is a necessary building block for later :)#pure vanilla cookie #shadow milk cookie #shadowvanilla #vanilla milkshake #pureshadow #echo paradox au #the biscuit library

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narutocharacterpolls · 8 months

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ROUND FOUR

ROCK LEE vs HATAKE KAKASHI

Reasons for submission under the cut

Lee

ROCK LEE VS GAARA

kind as can be; willing to jump to action to help his fellow comrades even after going through a life-threatening, major surgery

practical and fashion-forward with his bright green onesie. Function over form, and is prepared at all times by carrying around a spare onesie he will give without question to anyone - even complete strangers

has a surprising edge to him at the beginning of the series; he was ready to severely maim anybody that he saw as a genius

more dedicated than anyone. Was forced to face his own mortality and make a life-or-death decision in the name of his dream, after a literal crushing defeat, and he chose to fight for it. Inspiring

embodies the ideals of original series Naruto. True underdog, had nothing going for him, came from nothing with no legacy or powers, was so disadvantaged that he physically could not meet the bare minimum abilities of his peers. But he worked harder than everyone else and proved that he can be a great shinobi despite all the adversity he faced

Sasuke had to copy Lee’s moves with his Sharingan to succeed during Chuunin exams

cute as a button. Come on.

his fans are dedicated and make amazing work, fanart and fanfic

Kishimoto said he was his favorite character to draw. Boom. Favoritism. Love to see it.

pairs well with everyone. Platonic or romantic, Lee has a great dynamic with other characters

his summer outfit from Guardian of the Crescent Moon Kingdom was the best outfit in the movie

gave us Metal Lee! Blessed us with Metal Lee, really

was the character to beat in the early series if you wanted to show how strong you actually are

Gaara vs Rock Lee was one of the most iconic fights in the series, and everyone remembers where they were when they first saw Lee drop his weights. He owned that fight so hard that people forget he lost.

was wronged by the series. He deserves to win as justice.

got [submitter] personally through the worst times; his ability to persevere face of adversity convinced me I could do it too. He wasn’t special and neither was [submitter], but we didn’t need to be. We can make ourselves great. If no one else got me, Rock Lee’s got me

he’s one of the first non-jutsu using ninja so make such a big impact

was the first person to actually harm Gaara

played a huge part in Gaara becoming a better person

he’s one of the only people that can catch up to Sasuke and easily rivals Naruto in Taijutsu

his kind, determined and cheerful attitude is a joy to watch

Rock Lee removing his weights is easily one of the most iconic moments in the entire anime

has helped several submitters feel better by simply thinking about how he wouldn’t want them to think like that

objectively would’ve made a better protagonist based on the themes alone

KICKS MAJOR ASS

wrecked Sasukes shit, I like Sasuke but that was really funny

he looks like a frog. Who doesn’t like frogs

inspired Sasuke

fights are always entertaining, they’re very well choreographed

he forgave Gaara for nearly killing him and nearly ending his dreams; he was never even mad at him

Rock Lee vs Sasuke was iconic

his heart is so full of love

never did anything wrong

had a squirrel befriend him

hard worker

good friend

rises to any challenge

when he does diss people they are the most brutal yet entertaining disses you ever hear

positive, weirdo, energetic, enthusiastic, joyful, chivalrous, motivated, dedicated, sweet

Lee and Neji had something homosexual going on

YOUTH !!!!

Kakashi

relatable as an adult

he is just an overworked guy who was told to watch some kids w LOTS of issues

needs therapy

good presence and guidance in Narutos life

interesting

cares about and is dedicated to his students very much

he is just cool

he is trying his best despite what he has been through in the past

is up for having fun but still knows when to be serious

was a narcissistic shit but grew out of it

has good intentions

sexy

wonderfully complex and well developed character

incredibly resilient and supportive

a sad and deeply broken man

always willing to give his life to protect them and his other precious people

just wanted everything to be ok for once in his life

hated Danzo

his friendship with Gai is adorable

the way he teases Tenzo is fun

he’s known as cool and aloof but in reality he’s a huge dork

Gai would want him to win

#bestnrtcharapoll #naruto #polls #rock lee #hatake kakashi #kakashi hatake #id in alt text

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ydotome · 9 months

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Naruto The Movie 3: Guardians of the Crescent Moon Kingdom - Dir. Toshiyuki Tsuru - August 5, 2006

#Naruto #narutoedit #dailynaruto #Sakura Haruno #Naruto Uzumaki #Kakashi Hatake #Rock Lee #my gifs #my post #long post

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fuwapower-prettycure · 3 months

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Fuwa Power☆For Your Consideration!

As the Fancuries approach, and as voting opens, I humbly ask the wonderful fancure community to take a peeksy at FuwaPow and think about nominating!

Mochizuki Maika, an energetic 13-year-old girl, moves into Fuwayama City with big hopes for her new school. On her first day in the on-campus dormitories, she meets and hits it off with a mysterious old woman named Yumeno Eiko. Maika believes her day couldn't get any better, but when Ms. Yumeno suddenly runs off, she finds herself in a magical plight as two fairies named Nighty and Twyla suddenly appear looking for her friend!

The core themes of FuwaPow are "self-care, self-love, and maintaining good habits" which tie in with the overarching motifs of "sleep, night/morning, stars, the moon, clouds, clocks, and wings."

Now, let's get to the fun part...

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THE CURES~

Altogether (right to left): Tsukiyomi Hotaru, Asahara Kotomi, Mochizuki Maika, Hirano Kirari, & Nagumo Sara

MOCHIZUKI MAIKA/CURE REVERIE! (Pink)

Mochizuki Maika (13) is a chronic daydreamer. Her catchphrase is “I’m over the moon!” After meeting Ms. Yumeno, Nighty, & Twyla, she becomes Cure Reverie; The Pretty Cure of imagination and dreams. “Full of fantasy and endless dreams! Up and at it, Cure Reverie!”

HIRANO KIRARI/CURE SHINE! (Yellow/Orange)

Hirano Kirari (13) is an aspiring idol. Her catchphrase is “It’s super shining!” After meeting Ms. Yumeno, Nighty, & Twyla, she becomes Cure Shine; The Pretty Cure of optimism and light. “Full of light and endless energy! Up and at it, Cure Shine!”

ASAHARA KOTOMI/CURE LULLABY! (Purple)

Asahara Kotomi (13) is a hardworking big sister. Her catchphrase is “Of course I knew that!” After meeting Ms. Yumeno, Nighty, & Twyla, she becomes Cure Lullaby; The Pretty Cure of care and tender feelings. “Full of song and endless love! Up and at it, Cure Lullaby!”

NAGUMO SARA/CURE COZY! (Green)

Nagumo Sara (14) is a kind, responsible role model. Her catchphrase is “Leave it to Sara!” After meeting Ms. Yumeno, Nighty, & Twyla, she becomes Cure Cozy; The Pretty Cure of safety and solace. “Full of warmth and endless kindness! Up and at it, Cure Cozy!”

TSUKIYOMI HOTARU/CURE CRESCENT! (Blue, 6th Ranger)

Tsukiyomi Hotaru (14) is a quiet, observant girl. Her catchphrase is “Wicked!” About halfway through the story, she becomes Cure Crescent; The Pretty Cure of strength and rebirth. “Full of hope and endless courage! Up and at it, Cure Crescent!”

THE CAST~

YUMENO EIKO/MS. YUMENO!

The kind old woman who owns Mahou Monogatori. After retiring from the Sweet Dream Kingdom royal guard, she became a citizen of earth and opened her bookstore. She is surprisingly cheeky and loves to tease the cures. The Fuwa Power team often hold meetings at MahouMo much to her delight. She's been deemed the "Team Grandma" by Twyla.

NIGHTY!

Nighty was once a powerful figure in the Sweet Dream Kingdom before Nocturna attacked. With his nurturing and kind personality, he’s often a pillar of support for the team. His extensive knowledge of Yumeki magic is his greatest pride. His greatest annoyance is Yumeno hijacking his speeches with far more interesting information.

TWYLA!

A childish fairy who, along with her guardian, Nighty, came from Sweet Dream Kingdom to find the Pretty Cure. She is a big fan of cuddling and sits in the girls' laps as much as possible. Her empathic powers can help in crucial moments when the emotions of others start to boil over.

THE DREAM EATERS~

NOCTURNA

The leader of the Dream Eaters and de facto Queen of Sweet Dream Kingdom. At first glance, she is strict but reasonable, treating her subordinates like unruly children. However, deep down she is an extremely hateful woman who excels in emotional manipulation of others. Above all else, she craves power and control. The Dreaming Candle, Late Queen Chiharu’s most powerful weapon, is said to be the only thing able to put a stop to someone of her caliber. She possesses a single piece of the broken staff, and will stop at nothing to find the other 8 before the Pretty Cure can obtain them.

RAN-RAN

The coolest and most confident member of the Dream Eaters’ REM Trio. Ran-Ran is full of attitude, her snarky remarks often causing arguments with her fellow general, Encoru. She prides herself on speed and efficiency when completing jobs, making her repeated defeats at the hands of the Precure a huge annoyance.

ENCORU

The most dramatic member of the REM. He’s a sucker for spectacle, thriving when the spotlight is on him. Encoru hates people who try to outshine him and those who keep the pizzazz to a minimum. He is somewhat indifferent to the Pretty Cure, since he appreciates their flair, but is not a fan of how often they defeat him.

MOB

The oldest of Nocturna’s commanders. They often switch pronouns, using He/They/She interchangeably. They’re the odd one out, considering he doesn’t quite care for grand acts of evil. Mob doesn’t care for much in general. Her glass is always half empty, and she only works with Nocturna because she loves the Dream Eaters' aesthetic. In their free time, he writes poetry and hangs out with the local crow populations.

THE CURE CLOCK & PRECHARMS~

The team's transformation device. It can take on the appearance of a watch that allows the Cures to transform after their separate PreCharm's are attached to the origin of the clock hands while saying "Pretty Cure, Dreamy Switch On!" The PreCharms allow theCure's individual transformations, as each PreCharm is linked to a team member and fueled by their own Yumeki. They also grant them the ability to perform different kinds of magic attacks.

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That was a lot... BUT it makes sense, as Fuwa Power has a lot of time put into it. I'm super proud of my work and getting to interact with everyone in the fancure community is the absolute best! I'd be honored if anyone considered nominating me or my work for any category. Let's give the Fancuries our all☆

#precure #precure fanseries #pretty cure #fancure #magical girl #pretty cure fanseries #magical girl oc #oc artwork #oc writing #prettycure #fancuries 2024 #fancuries #for your consideration #fancuries fyc #hype hype hype

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