#silentmilk

Silent salt and shadow milk fanfic by me!!

(Updating tomorrow!)

{#gaycookies } {unfinished!} {pre-corruption beast}

TW?! - {bit of homophobia later in story}{mentions of violence and war} {arguing}{religious trauma}{some sexual scenes but nothing explicit}

{sometimes bad grammar } ENJOY!!

Winter of 1823

The strong winds blew east as the soldiers packed their items, many of them have never felt this cold. The Kala Namak knights were facing their very first war since they were founded in 1820 by The salt of solitary and his head general salt cellar cookie the first female knight whom bypasses each and every one of her prodigy’s. The Commander, only 17 is sitting in his office pondering about his fears, after all if they lose this war the cookie world would fall into shambles and he would be the one to carry that burden, it was already considered strange and uncommon to have a commander within such a close age as his troops but desperate times come for desperate measures and the united country of yeast needed him. Though that was not the only thing on his mind, through thousands of what ifs surrounding his head one thing was clear. His yearning love for the foundation of all intelligence. And now he sits in a quiet room,papers stacked , windows frozen and fogged and conflicted for what may come next.

…

“Salt of solitary ?”

A knock on the door of his office, a familiar voice is slightly muffled behind it

*the doorknob squeaks and pulls forward. salt of solitary lifts his head up higher to get a better view of the guest *

“ Hello sir, I have a few letters for you, would you like me to read them? “Says salt cellar still holding the doorknob peaking in

“Who are they from?” Salt of solitary says in a tired voice

“One is from the south court house the other is from general gelatin cookie and lastly one is from the fount of knowledge “

Salt of solitary perks upwards hearing founts name

“May you read me the first two and save the last for my privacy?” Says salt of solitary

“Yes sir” salt cellar cookie says as she closes the door behind her and tears open one of the letter preparing her voice

“To Mr Solitary, we hope this letter finds you in good heath. As We would like to know the details on your troops advancement to war. Preparations will be up to you and you alone although we will consider organizing a draft for more man power please write back as soon as you get this so the house may have enough time to do the paperwork. sincerely, the Secretary of State. “salt cellar folds the letter and places it on a table beside her as she opens the next one

Salt of solitary leads back on his chair looking lazily preparing himself

“Good evening commander I am writing to inform you that my troops have Been awaiting the big day as if it were doomsday. And all of my men are ready to march I am waiting for your call to go out to battle write back today on the date of your troops departure and we will follow closely behind sincerely general C. Gelatin cookie “

salt cellar folds the letter and places it next to the first one, then hands the last letter to salt of solitary and marches out the room closing the door

Salt of solitary carefully examines the blue letter with small bits of stardust sprinkled on the edges, he flips it over and rips the paper open then holds the letter open next to a lit window

“My dear soldier of solitary I am writing to you not for any special purpose but I missed your kind words, it pains me to be apart from you, I dream of the days after the war when I can hold you in my arms once again and melt into your cold metallic armor. I realized a bit too late that never did hug you when I left and that only leaves me wishing I hugged you harder the last time we were close, in the end we only regret the chances we were not brave enough to take I suppose the next time our eyes meet I won’t fake out and keep my distance. But if I do please don’t hesitate to pull me into your arms. With love fount of knowledge

P.S be careful at battle and try to keep yourself in good condition until we meet again “

Salt of solitary smiles softly closing the letter up and putting in a small drawer next to his chair then locks it up with a small key

Salt of solitary Stands up and sits at his desks in the corner of the room and pulls out a blank paper from a cabinet close to his right knee and places it on the desk then dips a quill in ink on his left side and stares down at the paper

“Whom shall I address this to? “

After a minute of silence his quill meets the paper an starts scratching away at words

“To the east courts….”

“To the general…..”

“To my love….. “

an hour later after writing all the letters he places them in envelopes , 2 in a white one 1 in a silver. And then walks outside his office to give to salt cellar cookie to send out.

Part 2 coming tomorrow!!!!

Progress on my corruption AU piece which ended being closer to canon than expected as the new update dropped?

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SHADOWSALT

I LOVE SILENTMILK

I LOVE SILENTMILK

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Protecting her boyfriend lol🫪👀

My first thought was, their potential ship dynamic could be

Silent Salt: I love you, but I can't see past the "monster" you become.

Shadow milk: Why are you so content with hurting me? You didn't even bother to try

Or

Silent Salt: I love you despite your faults. Please be reasonable.

Shadow milk: You only love what you used to see.

TL/Dr:

Silentmilk: A lover's blind hatred × an ex who wants closure