#mystical answers

[rollingeevee]

Imagine their darling but they are more compliant and behaved around/adore their assistance like haetae, candy apple cookie, and nutmeg would they get jealous or nah?

Ooooooo~ For the Beasts we have so far, I can say this

Mystic Flour would not mind one bit. Cloud Haetae is helping to keep you compliant, and you seem to find genuine joy around them. Soon, that joy will be found when you’re around her when you realize your place. And with Cloud Haetae’s help, she’ll get that from you a lot faster. I also see Mystic Flour and Cloud Haetae having the healthiest relationship of all the Beasts and their assistants currently, and with Mystic Flour being the Beast of Apathy on top of that, jealousy is unlikely when it comes to Cloud Haetae.

Burning Spice would likely get jealous at first, until he gives it some thought… Nutmeg Tiger’s strength is closer to yours than his is. His strength is above everyone’s after all. Perhaps Nutmeg Tiger would be willing to help train you! Enhance your strength! So that when you do attempt escapes, he gets a better thrill from it! Nutmeg Tiger, ofc, is willing to do anything to please the Great Destroyer.

Shadow Milk I definitely see as the most jealous of the bunch currently. He’d probably get more jealous of Black Sapphire than Candy Apple, but both still make him jealous if you’re paying attention to them instead of him. He’s not subtle with his jealousy either. If you’re with Black Sapphire and/or Candy Apple in the Spire, soft growls and hisses of discontent can often be heard from the darkness that grow louder with the more time that passes. It’s not long after that that Shadow Milk will swoop in to snatch you up for some quality time with him, parting with you ensnared in his embrace and a quiet warning snarl to his minion. You’re his, after all, in case he hadn’t made that clear. You should be with him, not them! He might try to play it off to you, but if you’ve been around long enough, you’ll notice the signs fairly easily. His usual smile will be strained, his eyes just a bit more narrowed than normal, and his lips and eyelids will very subtly twitch every now and then. His minions pick up on this rather quickly and, to avoid his wrath, will either try to avoid you (Candy Apple’s typical method, as she gets jealous of the attention he gives you rather easily and has been punished in the past for trying to bring harm to you or help you escape) or guide your attention back to their master (Black Sapphire’s usual method), where it should be.

[brittle-doughie]

Since we had that story of Y/N Cookie wanting to keep the Ancients from going out and getting themselves killed up against Dark Enchantress Cookie, how about something similar with the Beasts?

>The Beasts get corrupted

>Y/N Cookie, not corrupted, tries to fight them, and fails

>cue them starting to die

>Beasts start panicking, completely overestimating how much Y/N Cookie could take

>Y/N Cookie, in their last moments, wishes they could’ve done more to help the Beasts not get corrupted before finally going

>Witch(es) stumble upon this scene, seeing their greatest cookie having been crumbled, along with whatever other carnage is around

>cue literally everything else

Being sealed away with the guilt of spilling jam from the cookie you all loved the most fresh on your mind? They are NOT gonna be doing so hot in there.

The Tale of the Forced Hand (The Five Beasts)

Witch’s Castle witches are pretty neat.

“The story begins when this very Silver Tree was only a small sapling…When the World of Desserts was at its infancy.”

“The Witches baked six Cookies to help them in their creation of the world.”

“..harness the radiance bestowed upon you for the betterment of this world…”

“And the six Cookies imbued with absolute powers walked Earthbread as almighty envoys of the Great Creators.”

“Knowledge, Volition, Compassion, Happiness, Change, and Solidarity.”

“The Dessert World bound by these Five Virtues was nothing short of paradise.”

Gingerbrave and Wizard Cookie chimed in with their responses.

“So those six Cookies were the original owners of the Soul Jam?”

“Huh…Those “Six Virtues” are different from those of the Soul Jams. There’s six of them, yet only five today…”

“The Virtue of Compassion is what held the other Virtues so closely together, cherishing each of them equally as much.”

“Alas, for they and the perfect age were short-lived. Absolute power begets nothing but arrogance. It inevitably corrupts its wielder, bringing them to the most tragic of ends…A fate even the Witches were unable to foresee.”

“One by one, the Five, once regarded as saviors of the Cookie World, gradually turned to Darkness. And thus, the Five Virtues, too, became distorted, twisted…reduced to Deceit, Apathy, Sloth, Destruction, and Silence….”

Strawberry Cookie shuddered in worry at the mere mention of the fallen virtues.

“Deceit, Apathy, Sloth, Destruction, and Silence..that sounds really scary…

“Wait, what about the Virtue of Compassion? They weren’t evil too, were they?”

“The Virtue of Compassion was able to prevail against their descent into Darkness with their Soul Jam, whereas now the Five Beasts, the apostles of evil, began their dark crusade…”

“The Witches asked of Compassion to protect the Cookie World from the Beast Cookies, lending them what strength they could give.”

“Compassion fought bravely against the Beasts, blocking each of their blows and resisting their sickly whispers…But it was only a matter of time before Compassion slowly began to whittle…”

———————————————————————

“Come on, snap out of you all! This isn’t what you guys once were!”

“What’s the big deal, silly willy~ There isn’t anything wrong with dabbling yourself in a little bit of Darkness, you should try it with us!”

“No! This isn’t you! You were all my best friends! Come to your senses! Now!”

“It pains me to see you still cling onto false hope that you’re different than the rest of us, darling~ Can you just let go and become who you really are? For me~?”

“I can’t…I cannot forsake my oath to protect the Cookie World. You all know that! Cookies that want happy lives, don’t you want that?”

“They will all meet the same fate in the end, reduced to nothing…the futility of all this should be clear to you…”

“As if! It isn’t pointless to live life the way you want it to! It’s how you spend it and make the most of it!”

“They will all crumble in the end, so why not give them a little push! You’re starting to really aggravate me now, Y/N Cookie!”

“I won’t let you hurt them and I don’t want to hurt you all any more then I have to! Please, don’t do this…”

“……”

“Your silence says everything I need to hear from you. I tried…but I will put a stop you no matter if I’m reduced to bits!”

———————————————————————

“Woah….What happened to them?”

“The Virtue of Compassion fought for as long as they were able, their dough slowly whittling away with every blow that dealt to them. The Beasts have overestimated just how durable their former friend was…and they perished right in the middle of the circle….”

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“Ok, ya silly goose! You can stand right back up now! You put on a great show, let us give you a round of applause!”

“Darling, we know we haven’t hit you too hard. You can join us and we can all be together once more as Beasts…”

“Hmm…they don’t seem to be responding to us…”

“Hey, Y/N Cookie. Quit being soft and get up already, you’re..starting to worry me a bit here, you know.”

Silent Salt Cookie knelt down and placed their thumb on your wrist…jumping back when they feel nothing…

“Ahaha! Okay! This isn’t funny anymore, you softie! You win! Stand up on your two feet now! I’ll make you if you don’t!”

“D-Darling? P-Please get up. Look, I’m sorry for what I said earlier, I-WE just really wanted you to join us…”

“Burning Spice Cookie, just how hard were your strikes to their dough?

“D-Don’t put any type of blame on me! All of you were just as rough with them as I was!”

“….!”

The Beast Cookies rushed to their fallen friend in the center, clearly distraught on their faces…

“Y/N Cookie, if you don’t stop playing jokes with me right now, I’ll never forgive you!”

“Darling! Wake up! I-I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have hit you so hard! Please wake up! You have to! Don’t leave me alone!”

“It was pointless to try and stop us, Y/N Cookie. Yet…my heart cries and aches, why did you have to resist….please, wake up…”

“God DAMN IT. I-I went too far, I shouldn’t have been so brutal with my swings and now look at you, your dough..damaged and ruined….because of me….”

“….Hmph….”

Silent Salt just lowered their head to look at the ground, feeling nothing but shame and remorse for what they had done…for what they all had done….

“I wish…I could’ve done more for you all…I wished…that I had loved all of you more…to not…end up like this...”

“…..I’m sorry…..”

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“The Witches couldn’t bear to see what fate had befallen their creations, made even more distraught at the loss of their greatest creation among them all…they punished the Beasts by sealing them away deep within this land…”

“And planted the seed of the Silver Tree to ensure their evil power never sees the light of day again. Right where the Virtue of Compassion was laid to rest, so that at least a part of them can live on….From then on, this land where the Beasts were put to sleep, was called Beast Yeast.”

“The Witches then gathered the last vestiges of power bestowed upon the Beasts, untouched by their corruption. They further cleansed, purified it, and in the end…Soul Jam was created. The purest Soul Jam was meant to be earned by Cookies who had proven themselves worthy.”

“All, but Compassion. For their purity simply could not be remade again. The Witch who personally baked Compassion had locked herself away in grief after the loss of her cookie and took the knowledge of the recipe and baking of Compassion with her…”

“So, there can never be another cookie like Compassion?”

“It’s what they say, but all life powder returns to the earth. It isn’t out of the realm of possibility that the Virtue of Compassion may return in some form, someday…”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Y/N Cookie, who was casually eating some food offered to them by the Faeries.

“…..What?”

[allimili]

We got shadow milk and mystic flower out of the phone/game but what about my man burning spice 😔

Oh, what do we have here?

extra

[foggymyst]

God I love making girls so deeply conditioned that I can be two words into an induction and they're already drooling their pretty little brains out.

[rollingspicevee]

Which of the beast cookies has the most active sex life, and which has the least active sex life?

Most active… Probably Shadow Milk? He likes to be near his darling at all times. To see them, to hold them, to hear them, to touch them, to feel them… His longing for connection bleeds into his already high libido, so sex is a common occurrence in your life as his darling.

After him would probs be Burning Spice. He gets pent up really easily, and since he doesn’t wanna risk breaking you in a fight, roughly fucking you is the next best thing. And he has no shame about it either.

Eternal Sugar I see somewhere in the middle. She has to be in the mood for it to engage, but she is more needy than you’d think as the Beast of Sloth. If she’s not in the mood but you are, she’s happy to put on a strap and enjoy the view as you ride her though.

Silent Salt would probs be fourth. I feel like sex with them is smth they make special and don’t like to engage in just whenever. They’re romantic with it too. They also try to never use it as a punishment, but they sometimes can’t help it if they need to remind you just who you belong to…

Least active I see as Mystic Flour. Her libido isn’t that high, and she’s content going months without sex. If her darling wishes to engage, she won’t say no, but she’s not nearly as needy as some of the other Beasts.

[dragon-curse-au]

Some shadow milk angst? 🥺👉👈

How the mighty have fallen.

[prettygirl-gabi]

Especially Then

Pairing: Georgia Amoore x Reader

Fandom:WNBA-Washington Mystics

Summary: brownies, periods and ACL recovery what could go wrong…

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I don’t cry often. Really, I don’t.

But right now I’m standing in the middle of our apartment kitchen, in a stained hoodie, hair tied up in the saddest excuse for a bun, surrounded by flour, cocoa powder, and one very broken egg on the floor… and I am dangerously close to losing it.

Which is ridiculous, because I can bake. I actually know what I’m doing most days. My brownies have won over friends, teammates, entire potluck parties.

But today? Today, my uterus has decided to throw the equivalent of a Category 5 hormonal hurricane through my body, and I just wanted—needed—to do something kind.

Something for Georgia.

She’s coming home today. After ACL surgery. After weeks of hospital beds and rehab centers and PT appointments.

My girlfriend, the fiercest, most stubborn, most brilliant basketball nerd in the league, is finally coming home. And I wanted to surprise her with something sweet and warm and comforting.

Enter: my infamous double chocolate sea salt brownies.

Only… I underestimated how bad my cramps would be today. And how foggy my brain gets when I’m bleeding out and riding a tidal wave of emotions.

One second I was happily whisking eggs and sugar, the next I was doubled over from a cramp, and then the measuring cup slipped, the vanilla spilled everywhere, and now there’s melted chocolate on the ceiling.

The ceiling.

“Oh my God,” I mutter, half in awe, half in despair. “How did I even—?”

I start giggling.

Not like cute, rom-com laughter. No. It’s that delirious, wheezy, tears-in-your-eyes kind of giggle that comes from stress, pain, and the fact that your uterus is basically trying to take you out at the knees.

I sit down on the kitchen floor—gently avoiding the broken egg—and lean against the cabinet, cradling my stomach with one hand and pressing the other to my mouth to muffle the insane laughter bubbling out of me.

“I’m a disaster,” I tell the air. “I am a walking, bleeding, chocolate-covered disaster.”

That’s when I hear the front door open.

Shit.

“Y/N, babe. Where are you?”

I look up, wide-eyed. Georgia’s voice floats in, soft but tired. There’s a quiet thud as she drops her bag by the door, the creak of crutches against the wood floor.

“I’m in the kitchen!” I shout, voice cracking.

A moment later, she appears in the doorway—and freezes.

Her hair is in a lazy ponytail, a hoodie slung over her frame, her left leg carefully braced and elevated slightly.

She looks like a warrior princess who just returned from battle. And I look like a toddler who had a baking tantrum.

“Oh my God,” she breathes.

I burst out laughing again.

“I was trying to make brownies,” I say, gesturing around helplessly. “For you. Welcome-home brownies. But I’m on my period and I think my organs are fighting for dominance and I spilled everything and then dropped an egg and… there’s chocolate on the ceiling, Georgia. Ceiling.”

She looks like she’s trying not to laugh.

“Baby…” she says gently, hobbling closer on her crutches. “Why didn’t you just wait until I got home? We could’ve done it together.”

“Because!” I sniff dramatically. “You had surgery. You’ve been through so much. I wanted you to come home to brownies and comfort and joy, not—this!” I throw my hands out like Vanna White gesturing to hell.

She finally lets out a soft chuckle, and even that warms me.

“Okay,” she says. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna stand up—slowly—and we’re gonna go lie down on the couch. Because one of us just had surgery, and the other is on her period and spiraling into a chocolate-induced breakdown.”

“I’m not spiraling,” I mumble, still seated.

“You’re sitting next to a broken egg like it’s your emotional support object.”

I squint up at her. “How are you both funny and annoying?”

“Talent, babe.”

With some help from Georgia and one of the dining chairs I use for leverage, I get up off the floor.

I feel like a cramp might murder me at any second, but I wobble my way into the living room while Georgia settles onto the L-shaped couch.

I grab my heating pad, plug it in, and then slowly curl up on the side of the L that doesn’t touch her leg. I press the warm pad to my stomach and let out a sigh of relief.

She pulls a blanket over both of us and holds her arm out.

“C’mere.”

“Won’t I bump your knee?”

“Not if you cuddle like the little spoon you are.”

I narrow my eyes. “That’s slander.”

But I scoot over anyway, carefully tucking myself into her side, draping my arm over her stomach.

I’m close enough to smell her shampoo—vanilla and something herbal—and the tension in my body starts to unravel.

Her fingers find my hair. “You’re insane, you know that?”

“I was trying to be romantic,” I murmur.

“And you were,” she says. “Like, aggressively romantic. The kitchen’s seen things. But I love you for it.”

My eyes flutter closed. “Even with chocolate in my hair?”

She presses a kiss to my temple. “Especially then.”

I giggle softly, and before I know it, the warmth of her, the heating pad, the softness of the couch—it all pulls me under. My body needed this. She did too.

When I wake up, the sun is lower, casting golden light across the living room. The clock reads 6:21 p.m. and Georgia’s still sleeping beside me, her hand loosely curled around mine.

I shift carefully, turning toward her. “Hey,” I whisper, brushing hair out of her face.

She blinks awake slowly. “Mmm… Did we nap?”

“Like champions.”

She stretches slightly. “How’s your stomach?”

“Still waging war. But less violently.”

“Good.” She yawns. “You wanna try again?”

I blink. “You mean—brownies?”

She nods. “You’re not allowed to do it alone this time. I refuse to let a cocoa powder apocalypse happen again.”

I sit up with a groan, then look down at myself. “I’m covered in dried batter.”

She shrugs. “I love you anyway.”

“I’m gonna marry you,” I say without thinking.

She grins. “You better.”

Thirty minutes later, the kitchen is much more manageable. We cleaned up the major disaster before starting again.

Georgia sits at the counter, leg elevated on a stool, a mixing bowl in her lap while I measure out ingredients with a little more focus this time.

“Okay,” I say, “melted butter, sugar, eggs, and vanilla go first.”

Georgia hums. “You know, this feels like those cooking shows where the wife knows what she’s doing and the husband just eats the raw batter.”

I laugh. “Are you saying you’re the husband?”

“Absolutely. In this kitchen? Fully helpless.”

She does manage to stir the wet ingredients while I mix the dry ones: cocoa powder, flour, salt. When I lean over to scrape the last bit of flour into the bowl, Georgia grabs my wrist gently.

“You sure you’re okay?”

I pause, heart softening. “Yeah. I was overwhelmed earlier, but I think I just needed you.”

She smiles. “Well. I’m not going anywhere.”

I kiss her cheek. “Good.”

We fold everything together, pour the batter into the pan, sprinkle sea salt on top, and finally slide the tray into the oven. I set the timer and slump against the counter.

“You survived,” Georgia teases.

“Barely,” I mutter. “If this batch turns out burnt, I’m giving up on baking forever.”

“Liar.”

“I am.”

She pats her lap. “C’mere, chef.”

I glance at her brace. “You sure?”

“Yeah. Just lean on the good leg.”

I settle on the stool beside her, curling into her side again, and we sit there in our cocoa-scented kitchen, wrapped in warmth and recovery.

And when the timer dings and we pull out the most perfect-looking brownies I’ve ever made, she takes one bite and grins.

“These taste like love.”

“Good,” I say, biting into mine. “Because I almost bled to death making them.”

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                 -Thank You For Reading!💚💙

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[burningcheese-merchant]

Y'know how Cacao has a son, you remember dark Choco right? Y'know how Vanilla got custard the II right? And then there's holly with royalberry and Golden Cheese with fettuccine and White Lily with.... Gigngerbrav-

What the beasts think?

Could be yandere, could be their already a thing, some other stuff idgf i must hear your words on this

Been wanting to try to answer this one since I saw it haha. Let's go both routes I've got for these bozos, Reformed Beasts and Yandere Beasts

Reformed Shadow Milk: I want to imagine that, once upon a time, Shadow was an actual people person and was genuinely fond of children. After he reforms, he regains that old fondness, and it extends to Custard III (perhaps more than all other kids, just because he's close to Vanilla). Such a cute, silly boy, with his silly crown and his silly dreams (not that he wants the kid to feel bad for wanting to be a king, it's just... Kid doesn't seem to understand what a king actually is, you know? It's funny, and a bit sad... But Vani is there and now so is Shadow, so it'll probably be fine). He keeps calling Custard his son/nephew/grandson/apprentice/heir (he keeps thinking of new titles all the time, all tongue-in-cheek) and cooing over him... in a not-so-different manner than how he likes to fuss over Vani lol

Yandere Shadow Milk: Ohhhhh this tiny little creature. This bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, ignorant little WEAKLING. None can take Pure Vanilla's place in ANY capacity, including leadership; though he might be a soft-hearted fool, Vanilla is nevertheless a capable king, and Shadow knows this - and he deeply, violently resents the thought of anyone usurping him, even if that throne no longer truly exists anymore. The thought of a small child wanting to be a king? To be like his Silly-Vanilly? Foolishness - and Shadow only tolerates foolishness if it occurs on HIS timetable and HIS terms. But it's fine... This child shall pay for his hubris eventually. Vani means so much to the boy, and vice versa... Perhaps Shadow can use this to his advantage. Perhaps he can breathe a whisper or two into his ear. Leave a footstep or two behind in his dreams. Tie a string to him somewhere, see if he notices - and after he doesn't, which Shadow knows he won't, he'll tie another. And another, and another. Until Shadow can greet the world with his brand new puppet. Poor little orphan boy, nowhere to go and no one to care about him... Stupid, arrogant, foolish little boy, who thinks he can rule the world and that he can ever be a fraction of who Vani is and was. He shall atone for his sins. For his pride, for that empty head, for that hideous little costume (he would try to stitch together such a haphazard monstrosity in the face of Shadow's own superior craftsmanship? He would try to don his Silly-Vanilly's face this way?!)... For being dear to Pure Vanilla at all, because the only person who deserved to exist in Vanilla's world is Shadow Milk himself.

Reformed Eternal Sugar: Now that she has found a place in the world and by Hollyberry's side, Sugar has likewise found good company in those surrounding Hollyberry herself - including and especially her dear son. Such a sweet man; so much like his mother, inside and out, albeit without the same energy... but that was alright. Royalberry's passion simply manifests in a different manner, one more similar to Sugar's own. Calmer, quieter, but no less sweet and sincere. Sugar almost acts as a motherly figure to him herself, sometimes... He doesn't mind, though. They get along quite well. She only hopes that whatever wisdom she can offer in service of the kingdom is actually worthwhile.

Yandere Eternal Sugar: Hm... Perhaps she would like him more if he was HER son. If he'd come from her rightful union with her dear Hollyberry. But he didn't, so she doesn't. Shame, really; he's quite adorable. So much like his mother... but not like her at all, at the same time. He lacked her drive, her spirit. Perhaps that was for the best; Sugar cared nothing for drive or spirit anymore, save for that fire that burned within her dear Hollyberry that awakened what was long-dormant within her... that strange, ethereal feeling that she dared to call happiness. And that lack of drive would make Sugar's plans all the easier... He's a weak, silly man who worries much and often. She has experience with people like that. She'll put him down for a nice nap, let him dream happy dreams where he can pretend he's a worthy king and son. Then she can right the wrong of his and the entire kingdom's existence and have Hollyberry to herself. Hollyberry could even join her in a special dream she'd gladly make up just for the two of them, where they have their own child, a better one than this fool she already wasted time loving and raising...

Reformed Mystic Flour: In all honesty, Flour actually harbors a bit of admiration for Dark Choco, for the path he once walked wasn't so different from hers... and he, like she eventually did, found the strength and wisdom to turn back. She's had a good few conversations with him about it all; about the nature of redemption and atonement, and how one answers to evil when it calls for your soul. Dark Choco can't help but understand and relate to Flour, always lamenting his own fall to darkness and betrayal of those he meant to protect and serve. Lots of commiserating between them, I'd say. Outright wallowing, at certain points lol. But it's this understanding between them that actually helps Flour along her journey to redemption, arguably more so than what others offer her. She cares for and respects Dark Choco, and vice versa. She can see so much of Dark Cacao in him... whatever mistakes Cacao made, he nevertheless raised a fine young man, even after making mistakes of his own. It only proves to her that Cacao really is the rightful owner of the Soul Jam after all...

Yandere Mystic Flour: ...What a strange feeling this man gives her. So much like Cacao. Too much so, in some places... yet, unlike his father (and, more importantly, exactly like her), he strayed from the path and ultimately stumbled and fell into the same abyss as she and so many others. Flour's denial of her attachment to Dark Cacao likewise extends to those around him, his son more than all the others - in fact, one might be tempted to say that her denial of having any thoughts or feelings regarding Dark Choco is stronger than what she has regarding Dark Cacao. The reason behind this goes as such: with how similar to Cacao he is, and with his fall from grace... it almost makes Flour hope believe ponder whether or not Cacao could fall from grace, as well. If Cacao could follow in his son's footsteps, as his son once tried so hard to follow in his. Dark Choco worsens her sickness, feeds her delusions, albeit indirectly. If he can fall - if he can become a beast - then Cacao can, too. And if he did, then perhaps she... they... No. No, no, not this. Not this nonsense... Dark Choco angers her worse than anyone else in Dark Cacao's life, because he inadvertently offers her this fantasy of Cacao turning out just like her, thus increasing her chances of having him. But... she doesn't want him. She doesn't want anyone or anything. She's not supposed to. Damn it, even things and people tangentially related to Cacao make her worse...

Reformed Burning Spice: Not unlike Shadow Milk, Burning Spice also once liked kids. He liked being seen and admired as a larger-than-life figure, figuratively and literally. He liked that he was "cool", he liked that he could be a big, strong protector to them. It's... difficult for him to lean back into this sentiment again. When you're a mass-murdering tyrant for so long, you tend to lose your people skills (it's something he always envied Shadow Milk for; even as a Beast, he knew how to hold sway over others with AND without violence. That envy was small and buried deep, but it existed nevertheless). And... many of his victims were children. Spice once killed wantonly, indiscriminately. He's beheaded children, cleaved them in two. Left them in pieces, scattered across the earth. The weakest, most vulnerable members of society... when he remembers how dishonorable and pathetic it is to target children, it deals quite the psychological blow. So he's quite awkward and uncomfortable around them while he's working through his redemption; they inspire a particular guilt and remorse in him that adults don't. Golden Cheese keeps pushing him, though, and brought Fettuccine around him most often as a sort of "practice". Fettuccine is calm, sweet and trusting; an "easier" child than most. Plus... she's a mummy. She, too, perished during the Dark Flour War. She's already endured pain, she's already faced death. There's nothing Spice can do that hasn't already been done to the poor girl. And Golden tries to remind him that she doesn't know him; they're complete strangers from different times and places. This is as fresh of a start as you can have with a person. So Spice is made to be an unwilling babysitter for a while... until he does eventually come around and warm up to the girl. And after he overcomes his reservations with Fettuccine, he goes on to overcome those he has with children in general. A series of baby steps that led him down the path of appreciating other people again, and he's grateful this little mummy girl helped him along

Yandere Burning Spice: Pfft. A mummy, huh? Amusing. Are his little bird's grief and desperation so great that it's infected the corpses of her oh so precious subjects? And one actually felt compelled to crawl out of her casket because of them, how charming. Burning Spice HATES Fettuccine. He hates ALL of the Golden Cheese Kingdom's citizens. He hates every single person, every single living organism that Golden Cheese ever paid an ounce of attention to besides himself. All the time and effort, all the blood and sweat and tears his little bird wasted on her oh so precious treasures - all of which should've been spent on HIM. Devoted to HIM. Nothing matters, no one matters, destruction is the only way. He will wipe EVERYTHING she ever held dear off the face of the earth, including Fettuccine. ESPECIALLY Fettuccine. This tiny, weak little worm that wiggled out of the dirt, trying desperately to crawl towards his little bird, craving her presence, her radiance. No. Golden Cheese's radiance is for Burning Spice alone. He can, he will, he MUST maim and dismember this pathetic child as soon as possible; the quicker he separates Golden Cheese from who and what she loves, the better. The quicker he can have her to himself. They can fight, they can dance, they can touch and taste each other, all without her treasures getting in their way. The world is theirs to do with as they please, and together, they shall wreak glorious havoc. And... well... if she gets upset... he can fix it. She likes children, he knows that. He can give her some. Such is his devotion to his other half that he'll briefly betray his nature and create something with her, for her. As many as she wants. As many times as she wants. Their children are the only children he'll ever give a damn about. And so help him, they'll be the only children that SHE gives a damn about, because he's going to slaughter all the other ones, STARTING WITH FETTUCCINE!

Reformed Silent Salt: Same deal as Spice tbh, only x1000. Salt struggles to be around anyone, let alone children, such is his soul-crushing guilt and shame. White Lily is the only one he's able to spend time with for a very long time; she has to coax him into coming into others' line of sight, and it doesn't work half the time. She ends up bringing people to him instead of bringing him to people - and, believing his demeanor might help soften him, she brings Gingerbrave and co. What an... unusually upbeat and forgiving boy, that Gingerbrave is. Lily acts as Salt's translator (I headcanon Salt as being mute and using sign + body language to communicate with people) as well as... a security blanket of sorts, because if she wasn't there, then Salt wouldn't be, either. But she's insistent, and so is Gingerbrave, and so are his friends. It's... strange, to have people be happy to see him again (I'll explain in a separate post, but I have some headcanons regarding Salt's old life and upbringing that basically amount to "I try to make myself useful so people think I have worth"). But it's nice. Nice enough that... he eventually lets more people near him. And eventually, he lets Lily and these kids lead him back to civilization, where he doesn't need to be alone with himself and his guilt anymore...

Yandere Silent Salt: Sigh... White Lily... His White Lily... All Silent Salt really wants is to make her happy. To see her pretty smile. For her to stop being so... sad. So somber. But that happiness needs to come from him. It NEEDS to. He tries so hard to pretend... He tries to be patient, he tries to let her focus on others for only a moment. But it never lasts. She's HIS White Lily. She moves too far away from him, she speaks too many words to someone else, she spends too much time in another's company- and he snaps. And that doesn't change with children, including Gingerbrave. ESPECIALLY Gingerbrave. That boy doesn't... suit her. Her countenance, her demeanor. He's too loud. Too annoying. Too simple. Silent Salt wants him to go away. He wants EVERYONE to go away, really, but Gingerbrave can go ahead first. Leave him and his White Lily to their peace. He tries so hard to pretend to be unbothered, Salt really does. But every passing moment, every ticking of the clock, every sound of that insipid boy's shrill voice and laughter reaching his ears (and all but drilling into his White Lily's, as he knows it must be)... He stands by in the shadows, waiting, waiting to take her back, his grip on his sword only tightening further and further...

[lil-vibes]

Day 27: Eyes

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[cookie-lore-keeper]

Hi, LoreKeeper. I was thinking... 2 years ago, I finished the story "The Mermaid's Tale" during this update back in 2023, could you gave me a recap about what happened to White/Black Pearl Cookie?

A Mermaid's Tale Recap/The Origins of Black Pearl Cookie

A Mermaids Tale is the story of how the kind and gentle mermaid, White Pearl Cookie, descended into a bitter siren of hate named Black Pearl Cookie.

History Archive

White Pearl Cookie wakes on the day of her Sea Foam Rite ceremony; a ceremony where gem mermaids get their special powers from the Almighty Sea. But, instead, the Sea herself visits White Pearl Cookie! The sea tells her that she is a small moon and will shine brightest when there is no light. Before the Almighty Sea can finish, she is cut short. At the end of the ceremony, despite the great events, White Pearl Cookie doesn't gain any powers. Devastated and overwhelmed, White Pearl Cookie swims off. Frilled Jellyfish follows in pursuit, desperate to make sure her lady is okay. But, to their shock and horror, White Pearl Cookie is captured by pirates!

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White Pearl Cookie's sister's devise a plan to go save their baby sister. On the ship, a cookie named Abalone devises a plan. When the eclipse comes, the cookies of the sea will be at it's weakest, and that's when he and his crew will rob the sea of its riches. Afyer meeting White Pearl Cookie and finding out the gem mermaids are real, he plans to captute the rest of them. Another Cookie, Lord Oyster (just.. Lord Oyster. 'Not Lord Oyster Cookie'), ends up meeting White Pearl Cookie in the tank that she is trapped in. White Pearl Cookie and Lord Oyster talk one-on-one, and the two get along. He visits her more and more, and eventually, White Pearl Cookie tries her best to get Lord Oyster to set her free and just before he can give an answer, the boat is attacked by White Pearl Cookie's oldest sister, Crimson Coral Cookie!

Lord Oyster realizes that the only way to get Crimson Coral Cookie to stop is if he frees White Pearl Cookie. So, he goes against hid captains wishes and pushes her tank into the water.

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White Pearl Cookie happily reunites with her eldest sister, but Crimson Coral Cookie wants to destroy the boat and those cookies once and for all. White Pearl Cookie stops her, as she doesn't want to hurt Lord Oyster. Crimson Coral Cookie understands and her and her sister retreat.

Meanwhile, on the ship, the crew is thankful thst Lord Oyster's thinking managed to save the ship. The cookies are also starting to question Captain Abalone Cookie after they realized that he would rather save the goods than his own crew-mates. Fearing a mutiny, Abalone Cookie kicks Lord Oyster off of the ship, and Lord Oyster falls into the ocean.

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While in the ocean, White Pearl Cookie spits him and gives him the ability to breathe underwater, as well as not making his dough soggy. The two go on to have a cute little date, and White Pearl Cookie tells him about her and the Gem mermaids. The two promise to meet again in the future.

When Lord Oyster reminds White Pearl Cookie of the eclipse, White Pearl Cookie starts talking about how she fears that the sea doesn't truly love her, but Lord Oyster reminds her that the sea called her "Little Moon", and how she can shine in her own. He then calls her, "My Moon." Touched by his words, White Pearl Cookie gives Lord Oyster the most important thing to her; her White Pearl. With it, Lord Oyster won't turn soggy in the sea. She says that once he has completed all his goals, they will be able to meet again.

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Lord Oyster's words ring in White Pearl Cookie's head, so she swims to the Tear to find answers. She touches the Pearl to speak with the Almighty Sea and feels power surge within her, and the Almighty Sea herself speaks to her. The Sea tells her that her power allows her to shine when there is no light. That gave White Pearl Cookie courage.

But, her happiness couldn't last for long, because the eclipse was beginning. And that's when Abalone Cookie and his crew attacked, but her sisters managed to drive them away. The Sea basically hypes White Pearl up as that's happening.

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Abalone Cookie, wanting to get back to capturing the mermaids, decides to buy the pearl off of Lord Oyster and use it to convince the other sailors to go along with capturing the gem mermaids. While Lord Oyster refuses, he eventually does accept Abalone's offer, with the promise that it will bring his family out of it's slump.

Eventually, Abalone succeeds on convincing the other sailors, and he goes back with his crew to capture the mermaids. Lord Oyster hears him and rushes to see White Pearl Cookie.

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As another eclipse happens and the gem mermaids are at their weakest , Abalone and his crew strike again. White Pearl Cookie's sister's order her to stay hidden, as she is the weakest of them, but she feels bad and like she could do more to help, so she disobeys their wishes. She swims to the surface to help two young mermaids, but comes across Frilled Jellyfish Cookie. Frilled Jellyfish Cookie follows her and the mermaids she was bringing back to safety. She tries to convince White Pearl that it's dangerous to go back up, but it's no use. In her anger, White Pearl Cookie lashes out at Frilled Jellyfish and swims off to the Tear to gain more power. But, a land Cookie had followed her there.

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie swoops in coming to fight him off with her lady. But, as she does, a horrible accident happens; Frilled Jellyfish Cookie is stabbed through the chest by a spear. In her dying moments, Frilled Jellyfish Cookie assures her thar Jellyfish never truly die, and that she'll be back. Still, White Pearl Cookie had just lost her closest friend. But, knowing that she will one day return gives White Pearl Cookie the courage to swim yp to the surface once more to try and take on the attackers. But, she is captured by Abalone Cookie. And, while she is in the net, she sees her Pearl. The Pearl that she gave to Lord Oyster.

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Lord Oyster is finally able to meet up with White Pearl Cookie after White Pearl manages to escape the net. He tries his best to apologize and explain, but it doesn't work, as he has betrayed her so deeply. She leaves him out at sea, vowing to never meet him again.

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White Pearl Cookie is captured (again) by Abalone Cookie. Crimson Coral Cookie comes to her rescue, but instead of waiting to be saved, White Pearl Cookie actively chooses to fight alongside her sisters. But, their energy wanes, and it seems that all hope is lost. But, lucky for them, the Almighty Sea was listening. With the sound if war and the tears of pearls, the Almight Sea rises, and makes her last attempt to reach the moon.

The sea rises higher and higher up into the heavens. But, just as she is about to touch her moon, the fatal mistake of dropping her sword comes back to bite her, and her entire body freezes, which creates the Tower of the Frozen Waves.

White Pearl Cookie realizes that, if she wants to defeat these cookies, she'll need the strength of the sea.

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White Pearl Cookie goes to the Tear for a final time. Pleading to the Almighty Sea, she touches the Pearl. But, the grief and pain of the Almighty Sea combined with her own is too much to bare, and it transforms her into a Siren of bitterness, power, and hate. A siren named Black Pearl Cookie.

With Black Pearl Cookie's great power, she destroys everything. The land cookies, Tearcrown- everything. Her sisters (and revived Frilled Jellyfish Cookie) were forced to flee from their transformed sister's wrath.

With that, Black Pearl Cookie no longer felt any love in her heart. Only a bitter hatred for Cookie Kind. Now, she lays in the Duskgloom Sea, sinking any ship that comes to her kingdom of solitude.

[rollingeevee]

I gotta ask: do you know when exactly the beasts would bite their respective darlings? Like do they just capture them and then *chomp*? Also do the bites have an immediate effect or do the darlings not figure out what's up with the bite until they first try to run away?

Silly little but:

Darling, after getting bit: Freak!!

Darling, after the bite takes effect: Oh shit, that's why you were being freaky...

Hmm… that’s a good question! I feel it would vary for each Beast.

Shadow Milk and Burning Spice I can see doing it ASAP. They see it, they like it, they want it. That bite is happening as soon as they have their darling in their grasp, first chance they get. They don’t care what their darling thinks.

Eternal Sugar I can see somewhat similar, but I feel she would try to kinda play it off? When she takes her darling, she’ll likely try to ease them into a false sense of security. She’s offering you sweets and wants to nap with you? She can’t be that bad, can she? However, she might grow a bit impatient. When you’re napping together, that’s when she bites.

For Mystic Flour and Silent Salt, I can see them using their bites as a last resort. The two of them aren’t as eager to place down their bites unless another Beast is showing interest in what is theirs. However, as soon as they find you after you escape the first time? That’s when they bite. You got close to getting away. They didn’t like that. They gave you a chance, and you squandered it. Now they’re going to ensure you know exactly where you belong. With them.

Also, side note, I got this ask right before I fell asleep so the notif on my phone showed only the first few words and my tired brain read it as “where” instead of “when” and it got my mind going a lil before I passed out so- you’re getting that too! LMAO

Shadow Milk would place his bite on the neck, right below the ear. Sort of symbolic in a way. While his magic can reach your mind from wherever the bite might be, he likes the thought that it’s there, as if he’s always whispering sweet Deceit into your ear.

Mystic Flour would place her bite on your inner wrist. She cares the least about where her bite goes, so long as it is on you. Holding your hand to her lips, placing a gentle kiss, before suddenly jerking your hand, exposing your inner wrist, and sinking her teeth in.

Burning Spice’s bite is right on the neck in full view of everyone. He’s not a subtle guy, probs the most straightforward of the five. He’s loud and proud, and his bite would be the same. Right over your jugular where everyone can see it. There’s no hiding it. In a way, it’s also a powerplay. He could easily tear your throat out if he so desired. But he didn’t. Be grateful, little rabbit~

Eternal Sugar would place her bite on her darling’s chest, right above where your heart is. As stated above, she places it when you’re napping together. She’s draped on top of you, using your chest as her pillow. The moment her patience runs out, she’ll pull your shirt down just enough to expose the area she seeks and bite down.

Silent Salt’s bite is right above the area between your two collarbones below your throat. Centered between your lungs and your vocal cords. While, again, a bite’s placement doesn’t change its effects, they like the symbolism. The thought of stealing your voice, plunging you into silence.

Thank you for sending in an ask! Hope you liked the answer I gave!

[brittle-doughie]

Because of the update leaks:

Y/N was asked by Sugar Coat to help him by modeling in a wedding dress he's making for a client last minute. They find this odd but agreed since they'd do it in his studio.

But no matter how good they hid this fact, rumors got out that Y/N might be marrying someone and Y/N has to go around and try to dispel the rumors.

Meanwhile Black Sapphire is broadcasting the rumors on his end. SMilk is waiting for the right moment to propel the rumors to say Y/N might be marrying him-

Eternal Sugar: “Y/N COOKIE, I’M COMING-“

Shadow Milk: “Not a chance, succubus!”

Shadow Milk creates a fake door that Eternal Sugar rams into, knocking her out a bit.

Shadow Milk: “Now, if you excuse me, I’ve got a wedding to at-“

Burning Spice grabbed Shadow Milk and yeets him into a wall.

Burning Spice: “They won’t want any of you WORMS as a partner! They need someone with strength and DESTRUCTION on their mind!”

Burning Spice heads for the door, but his hand disintegrates into flour as he tried, making him shout in surprise as he turns to see Mystic Flour with her hand at him.

Mystic Flour: “All of your efforts will be in vain. I may give nothing in return for their loyalty, but I promise to be the one to enlighten their soul…”

Silent Salt hits Mystic Flour over the head with a table, knocking her out and allowing Spice to fall over as he clutched his arm.

Silent Salt whistles as they head out the door. The victor.

[allimili]

https://www.tumblr.com/allimili/775822310068322304/i-love-the-way-you-draw-the-cookies-popping-their?source=share

Different anon and I can't help but imagine that the cookies always magically fix their phone because they love them so much...or magically enchanted the phone.

extra:

[foggymyst]

I wanna belong to you so bad 😭😭😭

Put you in a pretty collar and keep you as a stupid pet that doesn't know anything but your place on your knees, head in my lap while I stroke your hair, occasionally letting my voice drop nice and low and smooth in the same tone I brainwashed you with so your mind gets a little foggier every time until all memories of being anything other than my dumb, sweet pet are entirely wiped from your mind. I'll dress you up like a doll, keep you happy and fed and taken care of while you're all nice and empty, making sure you know this is where you belong, this is where you'll feel the best, this is where you'll want to spend the rest of your days♡

[rollingspicevee]

Do any of the beast's cookies have any kinks

MDNI!

Oh, absolutely! Here’s a few I’ve thought of them having

Shadow Milk:

• Edging and overstimulation. I feel those go hand in hand most of the time, but he definitely enjoys both

• I can see a bit of degradation? Mostly depends on his mood. If he’s in a jealous mood, like if he just took you back from an Ancient, especially Pure Vanilla Cookie, oh, he’s being degrading when he talks dirty to you. Angrily hissing in your ear like a snake throwing a fit, words like venom dripping from his fangs, even if it’s not necessarily your fault. It’s the insecurities-

• Oh, but if you’re a good lil mouse for him, he will offer praise and, if you’re lucky, gentle sex. Positive reinforcement! He wants you to keep behaving, after all~

• Roleplay! What, he’s an actor- you expected any less?

• He likes a little risk. He has more shame than Burning Spice, but not as much as Mystic Flour. He won’t fuck you in front of others unless he has a reason (such as to assert his claim over you in front of his minions or Truthless Recluse), but he likes the thought of fucking you around others, just out of sight. Perhaps behind the curtains before a show. Make sure to keep your voice down if you don’t wanna be caught~ He’ll have to punish whoever gets curious enough to check it out, after all~

• Biggest. Fucking. Tease. EVER! He is not above edging his darling in a semi public space and then denying you your orgasm for the sole purpose of enjoying himself as he watches you squirm, and no matter how much you ask, you’ll be teasingly denied until in a more private area. He could do it there if he wanted of course, but he loves the tension it creates and how much of a mess it leaves his darling lil mouse for him until you’re begging him to fuck you by the time you’re in private together. Be prepared to go all night, because he just can’t resist that adorable face you make when you beg~

• Bite him. I dare you.

Mystic Flour:

• I see her having a Mistress kink- I just do-

• Praise is not too uncommon with her. Though she may not be super vocal, she will tell you that you’re doing a good job and other words of praise every now and then. It’s so far off from her usual “everything is futile” and basically “just give up and give in” attitude that it almost gives you whiplash-

• I see sensory deprivation as one of her biggest kinks, so she often likes to blindfold her darling. Makes you much more reactive to her touch.

• I also see her liking a bit of bondage (she’s a rigger though, not a rope bunny, if there was any question). She especially likes to combine it with the sensory deprivation.

• Dommy mommy? Absolutely baiehchc

• Not a big risk taker, unlike the other two on this list. Nothing even remotely public. Ever. As for danger, she’s- iffy about it. She doesn’t mind a lil danger if you want that, but nothing major.

Burning Spice:

• Size kink. 100%. Have you seen that guy?! He’s HUGE! He towers over most, if not all, other cookies, including his fellow Beasts. He’s also built and strong. He loves how small his darling is in comparison to him, how snug you are in his arms, how tightly you squeeze his cock…

• Ngl, he’s probs the roughest of the five. He does occasionally have his gentle moments in the bedroom with you, but he’s rough more often than not and very rough on top of that

• Primal kink. He’s said before how much he loves the thrill of the chase! So be careful every time you decide to try and run from him. That’s when his predator instincts kick into high gear and, more likely than not, the thought of hunting you down will get his jam pumping in more ways than one. Good luck.

• He loves it when you fight him. When you’re feisty. When you’ve got a bit of bite to you. Just be careful not to rile him up too much if you wanna be able to move for the week.

• He’s been around a long time and can get bored very easily. He never gets bored of you, of course, but this does lead to some… interesting proposals from him. Unless it puts your life in danger, nothing is off the table for him to want to try at least once. That’s not to say he doesn’t like a little danger tho.

• Zero shame. Actually- negative shame. Will fuck you in front of the Spice Swarm if he’s in the mood for it.

I can’t really say much for Eternal Sugar or Silent Salt since we know so little about them so far. I can say I see Eternal Sugar enjoying somno tho-

All:

• Corruption Kink. That is all.

[zubin-bus]

What’s wrong? YoU seem distressed. Lay down here a while, relish their wisdom.