#faau story

[former-ancient-cookies]

Former Ancients Au- Chapter 1. The Day The World Went Dark.

This chapter will contain: descriptions of Gore, & character death!

Despite it only being twenty-nine years ago, in the eyes of the world it had been centuries since their heroes had died. The first had been Pure Vanilla cookie, crumbling at the hands of the herald of lies, Shadow milk cookie. As Light Enchantress sat on her throne, her foot tapping against the tile under her. Soon, one of her guards looked over and she asked, “How did the Ancient Cookies crumble?” Those words caught her off guard, Light Enchantress looked over, shock clearly painted on her expression as she replied, “Have you never heard the story?” Laurel cookie shook her head as she answered, “No, Ma’am…can you tell me the story?” With a heavy sigh, Light Enchantress sank down into her throne and she replied, “I suppose so” as she sat back up into her throne, she turned to face laurel cookie at her story began.

As White Lily stood around the silver tree, she stood alongside Gingerbrave, Wizard Cookie, Strawberry Cookie, and of course, Pure Vanilla cookie. As she stared at the monster who had burst out of the tree, she only had moments to react before she found herself in a void filled with blue eyes. Fear began to run through White Lily as she took one step forward, “Hello?” She called out. Soon, her call was answered when a voice replied, “What? Was that FOOL king’s magic not enough to stop me?” He mocked.

She quickly took a step back, unsure of how to even respond to Shadow Milk cookie. As white lily raised her staff in an attempt to summon some sort of magic, silver, metallic strings wrapped around White Lily’s staff, easily ripping it away from her. Shadow milk looked at the new guardian of the seal, an evil look in his eyes as he stepped closer, and closer to her. Upon reaching White Lily, he extended his hand and he asked, “I’ll make you a deal. If you can hit the target, I’ll let you, and all of your foolish friends go…” he paused, a grin growing as he looked at her with malice, “but if you miss, I get the souljam.”

White Lily hesitated, carefully thinking about her options, ‘I could take the deal…but that’s a terrible idea. It would be ignoring all the red flags around this situation. But if I don’t…who knows if I can escape this place?’ With a reluctant sigh, she shook his hand. As a wicked smile grew across Shadow Milk’s face, he stepped back, a large red and white target appearing. “I’ll be nice, you have THREE tries!” As white lily cookie raised her staff, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of doubt. She felt like her stomach was in knots, and that she could crumble at any moment. Reluctantly, she launched three large thorns at the target, each missing…almost purposefully. As the thorns flew across the void, she could…almost hear a series of worried voices calling her name. “White lily cookie!” One young voice screamed, “White Lily Cookie, please!” Pure Vanilla voice pleaded. As the void faded back to reality, she saw the three young cookies trying to hold her back, and her worried husband held by strings where the target was.

“Oh…” the tricksters voice rang out, “it seems you failed every attempt!” He laughed. Pure Vanilla’s face shifted to a look of horror as the strings around him began to constrict. White Lily gasped in horror as she rushed to her beloveds side as she desperately attempted to free him. However, with a quick tug of the strings, he was ripped into blueberry jam covered pieces. White Lily froze in horror, tears starting to stream down her face as she held Pure Vanilla’s souljam. Shadow milk appeared, taking slow steps to white Lily with an unreadable look in his eyes. Without a word, he took the souljam from her hands as he thanked her, “Thank you….” He began, “Thank you for being such a fool.” White Lily let out a shakey breath, her tears coming faster, and faster while the cookies around her screamed, “you’re…welcome.” She replied quietly as Gingerbrave desperately attempted to get her to flee with the rest of the group.

Within the brush of the faerie woods, a cookie dressed in traditional vanillian robes stood, a large wooden cane in her hands as horror consumed her expression. She backed up, tears streaming down her face in streams as she spoke, “Pure Vanilla Cookie?” Getting home for the cookie a was a blurr. The last thing she knew she had been stumbling through the woods in silent horror, now she stood at the docks of the Cacao kingdom where a young solider around her face stood. He gently held her hands, heat radiating from his dough to her frigid dough as he asked her, “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” White orchid nodded, her arms slowly moving to wrap around his arms as she softly told Burnt Caramel Cookie, “Yes…please, take me home.” With that said, he gave her a nod and he began to escort her back to the vanilla kingdom.

The weeks following were some of the lowest times crispia faced…losing a great man, a scholar, a father, it broke all to hear the news, especially his family and friends. In honor of the fallen king, the residents of the vanilla kingdom, and the remaining ancient heroes began to plant and place various things around his statue. Two notable items being an old, worn cloth from Black Raisin cookie, and a well taken care of Vanilla Orchid plant placed by white orchid cookie. However, one thought remained in the air…who would lead the kingdom? A small council was held within the kingdom, and days later, a conclusion was reached…White Orchid cookie would claim the title herself, ruling as the queen. However, with a council of the cookies in the kingdom and others to ensure everyone had a voice.

As days turned to weeks, and weeks quickly faded into years. It wasn’t long after the new vanilla kingdom’s founding that a strange illness spread across the frigid kingdom of the East. It started out as a thin, white fog that only gave those inflicted a cough, but it quickly got heavier, quickly causing illness and respiratory issues. The worst of it came after year three; and Dark Cacao decided something needed to be done. So he traveled to the land of Beast-Yeast with a small crew joining him.

None of them would have expected what fate held for them. In the first part of the battle, each soldier fell one, by one, by one, becoming nothing but crumbs on the floor of the Ivory Pagoda. After Mystic flour fled to the mountains, Dark Cacao followed. As he continued his journey, it only got harder, and harder to finish. As he persisted through the mountains, he met new kind faces…but he showed no interest in them. Upon reaching the summit, Dark Cacao pushed the doors open. As he stepped inside, he saw her, Mystic Flour cookie.

As Dark Cacao reached the center of the room, he raised his sword before speaking harshly, “Mystic Flour Cookie, Your time is up!” As he spoke, he swung the sword. Although, it didn’t phase Mystic Flour Cookie. She turned to look at him, her black eyes looking into his as she grabbed Dark Cacao, holding him up by the sword. “Don’t you want to see your friends, family again?” She asked in an apathetic tone. He faltered, almost hesitant to reply as Dark Cacao snapped, “Don’t you speak their names!” He swung back and fourth, finally releasing himself from Mystic flour’s grip as he tried to attack once more. As the fight raged on, soon dark cacao knelt on the ground. His sword was broken across the room, and he gripped his chest. Dark Cacao let out a rigid cough as a pale white color consumed his dough.

As Dark Cacao looked up at Mystic Flour, he extended his hand, weakling pleading with her, “Please…grant me one wish if you must slay me.” Mystic flour looked at him, her cold look persisting as she leaned down, her gold gaze meeting his own as she answered, “Fine, I will be honorable and grant you one last wish. What is it?” Dark cacao reached up, grabbing onto a part of Mystic Flour cookie’s clothes as he wheezed, “Please, send our crumbs to my kingdom.” With an annoyed look in her typically cold tone, she gave dark cacao a nod before raising her hand. Within seconds, she slammed her hand down, crumbling Dark Cacao under her grip. Within the month, five jars arrived to the steps of the Black Citadel. They were colorless, ceramic jars covered and wrapped by cloth. The cookie at the door carefully brought the jars inside, carrying them one, by one, to the throne room and setting them with the king. Soon, Dark Choco stood at the altar of the fallen, an arm around a count cookie next to him as they looked at the five jars. Custard Cookie III glanced up, a frown on his face as he asked Dark Choco, “are those the cookies who went to beast-yeast?” With a nod and a quiet grunt of acknowledgement, Dark Choco confirmed his son’s words.

Two years later, Golden cheese soon found herself at the end of the line, knelt before the great destroyer. She had watched her own guard, her own son, attempt to save her…but he had failed. Now, she would find himself back with him soon. She looked up at burning spice, fear painted in her eyes as her dough was nearly completely cracked in half. As she let out a pained wheeze she asked the god, “Please…if you must crumble me, please do so where my son is…” the great destroyer let out a laugh, a crazed look in his eyes as he laughed, “Fine, since you’re so close to death, I will grand that last wish, but don’t think of escaping, little bird!” With a point of his finger, nutmeg tiger cookie grabbed golden cheese as she began to drag her through the land of spice, back to the cliffs edge.

Upon arrival to the bottom of the cliff where a bird-shaped headdress and staff rested, golden cheese bowed her head. As burning spice let out a cruel laugh, he lifted his axe and soon, golden cheese too crumbled in the same spot as few, fearful Kulfi viewed.

When it was time for the next beast fight, it was a heavy battle filled with magic and trickery. It had been a heavy fight, Hollyberry had been managing well on her own up until that point with Pitaya dragon cookie by her side. However, the tides of battle quickly changed when the air filled with a strange, almost sugary green substance. Hollyberry paused, confusion spreading across her face as she looked over at Pitaya, “Pitaya…?” She asked them with worry in her tone. Pitaya looked over, their usually white and black eyes now black and pink as they began to hiss.

Hollyberry raised her shield, horror spreading across her face as she attempted to protect herself. Pitaya turned to face Hollyberry, anger clear in their expression as they growled, “White Lily cookie…” Hollyberry stopped, more confusion washing over her as she raised her shield as Pitaya attempted to strobe her down with a swipe of their claws, “Pitaya dragon cookie! I don’t know what you have with White Lily cookie but I am not her!” Swipe, after swipe, and burst of fire, after burst of fire. Soon, her shield broke in half and Hollyberry attempted to flee, however, Pitaya dragon lunged forward, an angry scream coming from them before they crumbled her, “You dare show your face after ssssstealing my legendary title!” As Pitaya took a chunk out of her dough, she held her shoulder as she attempted to flee to safety, however, she let out a pained grunt as she felt a painful feeling followed by a large sword crumbling her in two.

…

Three years after the last ancient was lost, a small council came together, a council of those who her originally helped with the plan to destroy crispia. Butterroll cookie stood, panic clear on his face as he told his team, “we need to bring the ancient cookies back! We can’t live like this anymore!” Another scientist looked up, concern on her face as she questioned, “what do you think we do…?” With a brief moment to pause the scientist soon answered, “We need to rebake the ancients.”

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Authors note: I’m sorry if this feels rushed, it is slightly rushed since the ancients deaths wouldn’t change much from the canon, so I didn’t want to drag out the whole thing.

[the-art-knight]

Introduction / Master Post

-About me-

Hello, I’m TheImpishKnight, or as my pasts will be tagged TheArtKnight. I go by Oliver, or El (Like Elias).

Adult aged,

happily in a relationship of 5-7 years.

I do art requests sometimes, I love to receive feedback, or be asked about my content / characters but I also love to hear about and draw other people’s ocs.

Art requests:❎

Commissions:❎

-About my characters-

White Orchid Cookie:

As the youngest child of Pure Vanilla & White Lily, White Orchid used to go by “Frozen Custard Cookie,” until she changed her name in an attempt to be closer with White Lily Cookie. White Orchid is ~ 26 years old at the start of her story when gingerbrave + co meet her within the woods of crispia, and she finishes her main story ar 32 when she takes up the role as caretaker for the new vanilla kingdom when pure vanilla is away.

During her travels across crispia from the dark flour war-present day, she eventually meets Burnt Caramel, and eventually marries him.

White Orchid is a bomber class cookie, with the special of “Sheep herding” where she would summon a herd of sheep that would trample the opponents.

Burnt caramel cookie:

Being the younger brother of caramel arrow cookie never came without its shortcomings, however, burnt caramel had always made the best of the worst with his skilled beast keeping abilities. While he had a tragic childhood (orphaned) as he and his sister were taken in by dark cacao, things seemed to improve. His portion of the story starts during ep. 13-14, when he’s twenty-four, and the main portion of his story concludes when he’s 30.

Burnt caramel lived a normal life, simply attending his duties in the mountain and attempting to evade the reading from crunchy chip cookie.

He is a darkness cookie, with charged magic. His special is includes him summoning a wolf made of shadows to charge the opponent/s.

Maracuya (passion fruit) Dragon Cookie:

Being on the younger side of the true dragons, it tends to leave you in the dust. Maracuya dragon cookie is the younger sibling of pitaya dragon…and they don’t get along too well. Maracuya has a firey spirit, very much like their sibling, and they can be equally as hardheaded.

However, what this dragon lacks in patience, they makes up for in confidence. Maracuya set out long ago to claim an island of their own, and they soon settled upon one of the many tropical soda islands. Maracuya is a wyvern, which poses contract to the other dragons. While story have arms, their arms are replaced by their wings.

-About my content-

Former Ancients Au (FAAU):

Side blog for the au: @former-ancient-cookies

The former ancients au takes place shortly after the episodes of beast yeast. Without the help needed to overcome the beasts, each hero crumbled. With earthbread left without new heroes, a select team of cookies decided to collect her remaining crumbs of the former ancients and re-bake them.

Two decades pass, and soon the word spread about these “new ancients.”

Pepperjack Cheese cookie, Hero of coming from the land of spice (golden cheese cookie), and hero of temperance

Wildberry punch cookie, coming from the wild jungle that outskirts the Hollyberry kingdom (Hollyberry), hero of devotion.

Buttercream cookie, a strapping soldier apart of the creme republic guard, and defense cookie for the group (pure vanilla), and hero of Trust

And finally, Jam-Choco cookie. This cookie comes from the mountain regions of the dark cacao kingdom, and found himself among the watchers and kingdoms guards, it’s become a running joke that this cookie was baked with determination in his dough.

When she heard that new heroes had emerged to settle the chaos in earthbread, this greatly displeased False-enchantress cookie/ white lily heard of this, she quickly sent out two of her best cookies to apprehend the new heroes.

[pilot-boi]

(When was the first Faau post? Is it really near the anniversary? Maybe not of the breakout, That happened closer to january/december, right? I really can't remmeber)

Hey Cinder? It's been a bit, hasn't - well a quite a bit longer for us, but that doesn't quite matter now does it? Glad to be out of juvenile Detention?

I'm sure that You've been waiting for a chance to spread your wings again.

Feel the Wind rush beneath them, Flying high, through the air, free of sterilization and stagnation!

Free of the physical restraints put upon you, free to laugh and speak, and eat whatever you wish!

Free to fail without punishment.

You've ... you've grown a lot. I know you will grow more.

-💎

(I’m fudging the timeline a little bit, but I didn’t finish publishing the story on AO3 until April, so yeah it’s been about a year)

Cinder is seated in a holding cell, awaiting discharge. Her belongings are back with her, as few as they are.

Clothes leant from one of the idiots, holes cut through the back for her wings. A stuffed mouse courtesy of her temporary guardians, Glynda and Peach. And a fistful of letters from the other avians, in chicken scratch writing that reminds you how recently they all relearned how to read and write

Her eyes jerk over to you, sharp as flint and after how badly your talks with Nora and Oscar went, it’s a relief when she untenses. Maybe all of your affects on this world weren’t as negative as it’s been turning out.

“Oh. It’s you.” When Cinder untenses you’re not sure if she’s exactly happy to see you. But she’s also not treating you like an enemy, which with Cinder is a victory in itself. “What do you want?”

You talk about flying, about freedom. About no restraints, about no punishment. Unbidden, Cinder’s wings flex at the memory of flight, one full and flame bright and the other tattered and scarred. A reminder of everything she went through for her freedom.

“I haven’t flown since the Facility.” Her eyes narrow, suspicious. “How do I know this isn’t some sort of trick?! You could be sent- SHE could’ve sent you!!” Her remaining hand flickers with red light, her teeth bare in a snarl.

Breath, she can almost hear Glynda saying. Not everything is a trick. There are good people. Just breath.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Cinder releases the energy in her hand. “She would never offer me freedom, but you…” There’s a guardedness on her posture, a wariness. “You would know what to say. After what you did to me, I just don’t know if I can trust your words…”

You try to salvage the conversation, talking about how much she’s grown and how far she comes. Cinder bristles. “How much I’ve grown?!” she squawks, leaping to her feet and drawing concerned looks the others in the holding cell.

“Did I grow so much?! Look around!” she rages, gesturing with one arm. “I helped those idiots like you all asked and did I get my freedom?!”

Your gaze lands on the bulletproof glass separating the inmates from the public, the sterile tile floor that reeks of disinfectant. Officers standing guard and chains on Cinder’s mismatched feet.

“I did the first good thing in my whole life and what did I get?! Locked right back up.” Cinder drops back into the uncomfortable plastic chair, all the fight gone out of her. Her arm is tucked around her stomach, defensive, closed off. “At least with Her I got to fly. You’re supposed to be better but I guess you’re all the same.”

“I was trying to be good, I really was.” She rubs at her eyes and you’re horrified to find tears there. “Go away. I don’t want to talk to you anymore…”

[former-ancient-cookies]

Former Ancients Ch. 2: Bakery plans

It had been some time since the ancients had each fallen, and a select team of researchers had been assembled every time. It wasn’t a hard conclusion to reach, after all…Earthbread needed its heroes and no one else had stepped up. The first to be baked had been Pure Vanilla, the former hero of truth. The with the help of some escaped fae from the realm of deceit, they had managed to collect the crumbs of the hero, and the faintest shard of his souljam.

Meanwhile back on crispia, Butter roll cookie waited, his steps echoing through the empty asylum until the doors swung open and a scientist carrying a blue jar entered. The cookie looked nervous, as if he had just been through hell and back, “Sir! I got the crumbs of Pure Vanilla cookie!” He exclaimed nervously. Butter roll stopped in his tracks, all of his thoughts being replaced by gratitude as he replied eagerly, “we can’t waist any time, get the crumbs into the mixer and I will prepare the other ingredients!” He roared while gesturing for the scientist to step forward. The team quickly assembled, preparing the dough nearly effortlessly for the new cookie. While they baked, the team realized they didn’t have pure custard for their recipe. So, with only limited supplies they substituted the ingredients with two things, buttercream frosting, and maple syrup. However, that had not been the only thing missing, which would lead to the new cookie of trust being a defense cookie. Upon the new cookie emerging from the oven, the team surrounded him. Butter roll cookie picked up the freshly-baked cookie, quietly wrapping him in a teal blanket as his head assistant spoke up, “What do we do now…?” She questioned, Butter roll turned his head, silently looking over at her as he simply replied, “take him to the creme republic and find him a suitable family.” Without argument, the cookie nodded. Soon enough, the new cookie of trust was left at the home of a family within the Creme republic, the notable house of buttercream.

Every two or three years, the process would repeat. Collecting the dust of the crumbled ancients and giving them new life. Dark cacao would be baked into the new cookie of determination and he would be left within the frozen mountains of the Cacao kingdom, Golden cheese would be baked into the cookies of giving, and would be taken to the city of parfaitdea and lastly, Hollyberry cookie would become the hero of devotion and she would remain within dragon city until she could travel to the hollyberry kingdom herself.

However, one cookie had never fallen. White Lily cookie, the hero of freedom. She had never fought silent salt cookie…it had been some time after Hollyberry had fallen and white lily had been left as the last ancient. The weight weighed heavy on her shoulders, and she found herself overwhelmed. Every kingdom wanted her help, everyone needed her help. However, she just couldn’t bring herself to help those who needed her the most. As white lily cookie walked through the silent pure vanilla castle, she couldn’t help but feel almost fearful of the silence. Even without the joy it once had, it had never been this quiet. As White Lily reached the end of the hallway, she stepped into the bedroom she had once shared with pure vanilla, now a sad reminder of those times. As she let out a deep sigh, the heroine walked through the room until she reached a greenhouse filled with white lilies.

She could remember the promise pure vanilla had made her, “I will plant one for every day I love you.” He had once told her, now, she planted one vanilla orchid every day for him. However, White Lily was pulled out of her memories and she heard a cruel and snide laugh, “White Lily cookie…, my other half, we can make this easy, or hard.” Dark enchantress spoke as an evil smile crossed her face. White Lily looked up, a frown only growing across her own face as she raised her staff, “I will never give up my souljam, or my soulstone to you!” She exclaimed, before summoning her iconic vines to apprehend Dark Enchantress. As the vines began to quickly grow, the legendary cookie simply summoned monstrous hands made from peppermint to destroy the plants. After that, the two broke into a fight which White Lily would not win.

White lily rested against the ground, her staff broken and scattered across the greenhouse as she hissed, “you can’t even be bothered to play fairly, can you?” The other simply chuckled, a grin growing as she stepped closer, and closer until she reached White Lily. Without a word, the witch bent down, pulling the hero’s soulstone away as she held it next to her own, “Where’s the point of a fair fight if I’m evil?” She mused. As the soulstones sat next to each other, they began to glow, slowly rising into the air as the two stones began to form one stone. As laughter began to fill the greenhouse White Lily cried out, “Don’t you know what that will do? It will destroy both of us!” Dark enchantress fell silent, thinking about such a thing for a moment until she coldly responded, “So be it.” As the stones began one, the two cookies were turned to dust and moments later, they reformed into one cookie…a cookie of a dark nature, but maintaining the love for plants, and the desire for knowledge.

As the witch would stumble from the castle, a tall cookie missing an arm approached with worry, “White Lily cookie? I saw a flash from the castle…are you okay?” Black raisin cookie asked. The cookie looked up, giving Black Raisin cookie a nod while reassuring her, “Yes…Yes. I’m fine, thank you…I’m going to go for a walk, you and White Orchid cookie watch the kingdom please.” She mutter in an almost confused tone. Black raisin cookie nodded while she watched the new Light Enchantress cookie leave. As Light Enchantress left the kingdom, she walked aimlessly for some time, eventually finding herself deep within the woods of crispia as the sounds of crying rang out. Light Enchantress gave a look around, carefully making her way to the crying as she knelt down to two freshly baked cookies left in beds of flowers, “My precious flowers…” she muttered before carefully picking up the two.

[former-ancient-cookies]

Former Ancients Au Masterpost:

Welcome to the Former Ancients Au official tumblr account, and this account is ran by @theimpishknight. This tumblr makes posts between Friday-Sunday, typically around 9-1pm CST when time allows.

Last updated: 10/25/24

Summary:

After each Souljam Hero traveled to beast-yeast, they each crumbled to their beast, One, by one, by one. After only a short time under the beast, and Light Enchantess cookie’s rule, a familiar cookie and his team of scientists decided to re-bake the heroes with the best of their abilities.

One, by one, the remaining crumbs from the ancients were baked into new cookies, and placed with families to care for them. After nearly two-decades passed, the heroes came of age and each decided to take up the mantle of being earthbread’s hero. Now, with Light Enchantress hunting them, it’s up to the new Souljam heroes to stop earthbread’s evil, and reclaim their souljams.

Rules:

Important note: this au does cover sensitive topics such as Death, this blog is 16+

Do not DM the blog, or the creator.

Please do not create AI/Character AI’s of the au or its characters. I do not support ai and do not want my work to be connected to it, and Please do not be weird in the comments/reblogs.

I do not mind character shipping, just keep in mind that it isn’t canon in the story

Fanart rules:

If you would like to draw fanart, Please tag ur as #Former ancients au.

If you would like to create ocs/etc in the au, please use #FAAU fanart.

However, please do not draw nsfw of the characters, but character x character shipping, or character x oc shipping is fine!

You can also submit fanart/questions to the blog, but please keep them appropriate and also do not be weird within the questions.

Characters:

Light Enchantress Cookie:

After her fight with Shadow Milk Cookie, White Lily found herself in the grasps of Dark enchantress cookie. As she tried fruitlessly to escape, it eventually ended with dark enchantress reclaiming the half of her soulstone. However, no one would have anticipated the results, causing the legendary Light Enchantress cookie, legendary of the land of plants.

She’s a magic class cookie, and former holder of the Souljam of Freedom. She can often be seen ordering around her right-hand cookies, Laurel cookie and Lily of the Valley cookie ever since most of the cookies of darkness abandoned her cause.

Buttercream Cookie:

Baked with the crumbs of the famous Pure Vanilla Cookie, Buttercream Cookie is a Defense class cookie, and supposed hero of trust. This cookie is gifted in his defensive prowess, and is considered the upcoming prodigy of the Creme republic, and the heir to the house of cream (not related to House Scone).

Jam Choco Cookie

Hailing from the frigid Dark Cacao mountains, Jam Choco cookie is a grape Jam & Chocolate-Peanut butter flavored cookie. Jam Choco cookie is an ambush cookie, carrying a pair of solid cacao daggers with him at all times.

As the hero of determination, This cookie is often considered the most disconnected, and untrusting member of the team, however, he does care deeply for his friends.

Wildberry Punch Cookie

Wildberry punch cookie is the Support member of the team, often seen with a special pair of gauntlets made for her by the best craftsman in the Hollyberry kingdom. Being the hero of devotion, this cookie is devoted to protecting those she cares about, and to stand up for what she truly believes is right, although some cookies say that she could lighten up a bit.

Pepperjack Cheese Cookie

Pepperjack cheese cookie is the hero of giving, and a bomber class cookie. Coming from the Pepper villages in the land of spice, this cookie can be quite hot-headed, although she often finds herself as the voice of reason within the group. Even though she had to leave her village, and her twin brother in order to reclaim her souljam, she plans to one day return to her village afterwards.

Supporting Cast:

Lily of the Valley/Laurel Cookie

Being the right hand cookies just under high priestess pomegranate cookie, these two aren’t very good at their jobs. While they are strong, and gifted with magic, it is not hard to lose them in the middle of a heated battle. Although, for some reason, they have yet to be banished by Light Enchantress cookie.

Dark Choco Cookie

Shortly after he ascended the throne, dark Choco found himself between a rock and a hard place. With no commanding staff, no advising team, and no heir he quickly made changes to the kingdom for the better. After convincing licorice cookie to return to the kingdom, he made him his advisor, and put him in charge of keeping the licorice sea tame so the kingdom could finally make exports from their sea and have more income. Since the two commanders had parishes in beast-yeast, Second water, now First watcher, leads the watchers through the kingdom, while Burnt caramel cookie became the commander of the mountain wolves unit.

Custard Cookie III

After being left with no one to take care of the young king since white lily went missing, and pure vanilla perished in beast-yeast, he found himself adopted by Dark Choco cookie. While he grew up happy, he eventually returned to his kingdom and reclaimed the throne, now welcoming anyone in need to his kingdom.

Pitaya Dragon Cookie

Shortly after returning to the kingdom with only Hollyberry Cookie’s shield, pitaya dragon cookie took snapdragon cookie and went back to dragon valley. For years, they weren’t seen…until the day princess cookie ascended the throne, with her wife by her side.

Never one to turn down an invite, the dragon went…now, they work alongside the Hollyberry kingdom queen’s for a better future.

Smoked Pepperjack Cookie

Being crafted from the mixed crumbs of smoked cheese cookie, and golden cheese cookie…as well as some of the spice that filled the land, it resulted in a pair of twins. Coming from the cheese desserts, this cookie is the twin brother so Pepperjack cheese cookie.

Ever since his sister left the village, he now protects it alone, hoping that she comes back In once piece.

Comics so far:

Pt. 1.

Pt. 2.

Faq:

Kingdom references:

Vanilla Kingdom/Creme republic/cookie kingdom:

Parfaitdea:

Dark cacao kingdom:

[pilot-boi]

For the faau: Where did each of you (the avians) come from? And how did you end up in the facility?

“This idiot thought it would be funny to sneak in here,” Neo signs, nodding her head towards Roman. He can’t even defend himself, masked as he is, so he just crosses his arms. “So I went in to rescue him.”

“Sadly, I somehow forgot that I was six.” Her hands pause, and she winced. “So instead of rescuing him, we both got captured. And the rest is history.”

“As I’ve said before, I was a prisoner on death row,” Tyrian says, with a note of pride in his voice. “But then my Goddess plucked me out of the depths off obscurity and raised me to the light!”

“The same is true of my friend here-” He reaches towards Hazel, but the larger man growls at him.

“We are not friends,” Hazel growls, crossing one pair of arms. “And only by sheer coincidence do I share any backstory with you.” Tyrian looks mildly put out.

Hazel turns to face you. “I was also a death row convict,” he admits. “I killed the bastards on the Council who were at fault for my sister’s death.” His glower darkens, teeth bared in a snarl at the memory.

“I was at peace with my fate, having avenged her, but then the Director showed up in my cell and offered me a second chance.” It’s like his face is carved from stone, you can’t detect any emotion except anger. “She offered me the chance to tear down the system that was really at fault, and gave me the tools to do so.”

“I was in Juvie,” Mercury says casually, arms hanging out through the bars of his cell window. “Killed my bastard of a dad and got arrested.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes. “Just goes to show, no good deed goes unpunished.”

“Em? You wanna go next in our little show and tell?” Mercury calls across the hallway. Emerald just shakes her head, tears still running down her cheeks. He sighs. “Figures. She’s always like this after one of Raphael’s treatments, and from the screaming sounds like this one was a doozy.”

He runs a hand through his hair. “Basically, from what I’ve pieced together over the years, Em ran away from a bunch of foster homes.” He jabs a thumb down the hall to Cinder’s empty cell. “Miss Perfect over there found her, and then they both got found by our mighty Director.”

Mercury’s eyes darken minutely, and he glances back across the hall. “Hey Em? You think Raphael’s up for sharing his story?” he calls, voice softer than before?

Emerald shakes her head, tucking her knees closer to her chest. “Not-” she swallows thickly, her voice croaky with tears. “Not for a little while at least…”

“Yup, that checks out, dude’s always out of sorts after a treatment.” Mercury sighs again, gazing down the hall in the direction of the hospital wing.

“Hope they get Doc Polendina down here to check on him if he’s that bad off.”

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So admittedly I'm REALLY behind in the faau, but I've got a question.

Are we, the audience, the Lucifer figure? Salem said that there hasn't been a Lucifer yet in the point I've gotten to (fight between the kids, Cinder, and Tyrian if that helps) but... we're tempting everyone to hope for freedom, or helping them to break free.

Are we Lucifer?

It’s a difficult question, so yes and no

For the purposes of Salem, Jaune is Lucifer. The angel of light who fell from “heaven” and started working with the “devils.” Because she sees herself as god, even though she’s ya know, the bad guy

But for the purposes of the actual meta of the story, yes the audience is Lucifer. Tempting the angels with what they can’t have, fighting against “god”

So yes, the audience is Lucifer :]

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idk if you’re still answering questions related to the FAAU, this isn’t a story ask or anything, I’m just curious. What animals are Winter and Pietro hybrids of? I don’t recall it ever being mentioned (then again I could have just missed it, I binge read the whole AU in a single night and didn’t go to bed until 5am).

Oh also while I’m here, did you have any animals in mind for the avians to have been hybrids of before they lost those traits (other than Jaune because we already know his)? I have my own like, headcanons I guess for a couple of em but I was curious whether there was any official word on it :P

Yeah it was never mentioned because it was never really relevant lol. Winter is an arctic ferret, and Pietro is a tortoise

I did have hybrids in mind for most of them! Roman was a fluffy orange tom cat. Neo was a calico. Hazel was a bull. You already know Tyrian, obviously.

I’ve been playing around with the idea that Merc was a wolf or a coyote. Some kind of canine. Emerald was some kind of reptile, like a gecko or something.

As for Cinder… I really don’t know. A part of me wants her to have been a mouse. Ya know, because Cinderella. And also because the personality of a mouse is SO not who Cinder is.

I’ve thought of who most of the characters are, if you ever wanna ask. I’ve put like WAY too much thought into this lol

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That face when you want to write a new update to your ongoing story, but your thumbs are numb from being outside

So on that note, anyone got short FAAU questions they wanna send while my hands warm up?

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ok but can i just say that i am LOVING the novelisation(?) (fanficification(??)) of the FAAU????

i love the way you've done it and it really does feel like experiencing the original askfic(?) all over again

Ohhh thank you???

I’m trying to keep the formatting pretty much the same, because that contributed a big part to the feel of the story. And I wanted to keep the “names” of the askers in, because THEY wrote the things and I wanna attribute it ya know?

Novelization is a strong word, but it is by FAR the longest thing I’ve ever written

We’ll see what the final word count is

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hey, how long do you think it's gonna take you to get faau fully posted in fic format? i'm excited to be able to bingeread it again, it's a super cool story!

Aw thanks, I’m glad you like it!

I’m doing it as fast as I can. For a bit there I was posting it every day, which I can’t now since my laptop is broken. But keeping that in mind it’s probably gonna be about a month until the whole thing is uploaded, if I post plot every day

There was a lot of story, I still can’t believe I wrote that much

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(same anon who sent in the last ask about the faau) cool! i just read through the entire tag (it took like four hours and i don't regret it) and it's a great story, interested to see how you adapt it into a typical fic format!

Yeah formatting is my real struggle, since (now that you’ve read it) you’ll know that the asks are an integral part of how the story is written! So I don’t want to just write them out, ya know?

But I think I’ve figured out a way and I’m gonna start posting it tomorrow actually :]

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Hey, Happy Christmas/Hanukkah/Friday!-🐛

Thanks! And a happy holiday to you, too!

My fam and I are driving to a place later, so when I’m in the car I’ll be back with more FAAU story stuff :]

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So what is faau....fallen angel?

Yup! Is means the Fallen Angel AU!

The name has meaning for the story, but also I just think it sounds cool. Good job figuring it out! :]