18 Works in Fount of Knowledge Needs a Hug (Cookie Run)
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The Fount knew that he wasn't a real Cookie. Yet, he longed to feel like one. To be one. Even with the other Virtues, he never had anyone to share the burden of knowledge with. Never had anyone to open up to, to talk about himself to. Even with the other Virtues, he had never truly had a friend who understood him--save for one, Vanilla Cream Cookie.
But now, Vanilla Cream Cookie was dead. The Fount didn't want to hold on any longer. He was done.
The world became chaos, and The Fount had embraced a new personality. One crafted from the lies and horrors of other Cookies. One he could use to hide away from the world, to hide his true feelings deep down. He enjoyed it, lying. It made him feel perhaps more like a real Cookie--and not just some servant of the Witches.
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An alternative universe where Pure Vanilla Cookie (Vanilla Cream Cookie) and Fount of Knowledge lived during the same time which then eventually escalates to the real plot of the story with smc and pvc.
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When the Virtue of Knowledge was created, he was entrusted with a special task - to serve as the Fount of Knowledge and guide the cookies of Earthbread toward prosperity. He possessed immense wisdom, flawless memory, and an unwavering sense of duty.
Yet the fate that awaited him was far from merciful.
The world the Fount of Knowledge was summoned into turned out to be far less grateful than it first seemed. Gradually, what was meant to be service to a noble cause became torment and isolation - and he, into nothing more than a tool in the eyes of others.Or
The chronicle of the Fount of Knowledge, sinking into oceans of lies and anguish
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Another little droplet lands on his face, this time on his eyelid, prompting his closed eyes to flutter hesitantly. Finally, he opens his eyes and gives his attacker a curious look. They're.. crying?
Liquid sadness drips down his cheeks, but he still hasn't wiped it off, still hasn't shoved this cookie away from himself. The fount just hangs there, limply, like a puppet with cut strings. Cold resolve and heartbreaking sadness push and pull at the assassin's face like a particularly harsh riptide.
"You deserve this," the cookie grits out angrily, yet despite the harsh glare sent his way, the fount feels as if this cookie is trying to convince himself more than he's trying to convince his victim. "So why..." The assassin breathes, his voice cracking. "Why can't I do this?"OR
Displaced in the timeline, Fortune Teller Cookie immediately tries to cut out the beast of deceit at his roots, before the virtue has the chance to corrupt, and cause so much suffering. Fortune Teller quickly finds that he cannot take an innocent life. When the moment comes, there is no bloodshed, only tears.
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Could Truthless Recluse save Fount of Knowledge? Or will it turn into something more.. odd?
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An AU where basically, instead of Pure Vanilla/Healer it's Truthless Recluse! Think of it as 'At the Peak of Truth, Despair Not' (The legendary costumes of Sage Of Truth and Truthless Recluse) but instead of Sage of Truth, it's The Fount of Knowledge ^^
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A ghost of you is looking right at you by Forget_me_lots
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
10 Nov 2025
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He stood in complete darkness. One night, One single night without this stupid, crumbling nightmare! Is this so much to ask?
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Or Shadow Milk has a talk with someone he would rather bury 7 feet in the ground than see ever again.
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“Love. Love and Fear. Both are the answers I most commonly received when I asked my subjects what lies beneath every motivation in the world. Tonight I ask you; What do you think motivates you to be who you are?”
Seeking revenge, Shadow Milk and Co. track down the Great Destroyer to recruit him for their cause.
One failed battle later, Shadow Milk is left alone to face his feelings head on — his past, the present and the uncertain future. Pure Vanilla insists to help him, but his heart is divided. Can they stop the tides of Change before destruction swallows everybody whole?I’m feeding the Candy Apple Stans so much with this fic.
Essentially, Nobody is facing their problems head on, so I’m going to give them nowhere to run (and I’ll break their legs if I have to!) hopefully we can keep it within the chapter count, Also this fic contains a lot of freaky jokes and a little bit of actual content bc recluse is a HOUND.
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- Part 1 of What Lies (Between, Beyond, Before)
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Fount of Knowledge accidentally does a spell backfire, and ends up in a timeline that seems like his- but isn't. He isn't supposed to be here.
He just hopes he can find a way home back to his friends and brother, before something starts happening to him. Before the Witches start to punish him for being in the wrong time.
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They were not answering.
Why weren't they answering?
The Fount opened his eyes, his spire was silent, his audience chamber vast and empty and silent.
He should go back. His students needed him, he had classes to teach, meetings to attend too.
He did not move.
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The Fount of Knowledge finds himself curious about pain, he shouldn't be, he knows everything. He knows he deserves it.
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"I—I don't understand the anger you harbour on my behalf, but—" His breath caught again. Truthless Recluse drew the fount in, up until their bodies pressed together. "But I can't—"
"Can't what?" Truthless Recluse's hand moved up the virtue's waist, the material catching against the texture of his hands, calloused with work and other things beyond fount's comprehension. "Have you chosen yet?"
"Chosen?" It felt like each sentence become more confusing, as if Truthless Recluse spoke in mazes that twisted their shape with each glance . When the blond heard that hint of a question, he frowned.
"A name." It sounded almost agitated, but the rumble against the fount's skin sent something strange down the curve of his spine. "Or will you deny yourself that as well?"
Pale blue fingers pressed into the darkened robes further, as if he could will Truthless Recluse to stop speaking with that alone. "I—I am the fount—"
"Wrong."
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- Part 1 of From behind a burnt veil
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Fount of Knowledge grew tired of cookies rejecting the truth, so he turned to deceit. He sowed the seeds of doubt amongst the cookies, brought chaos amongst the cookiekind. Before it spread beyond his domain, the witches caught on and punished Fount of Knowledge for betraying his purpose. Stripped away of his freedom and cursed so that he may never leave his domain. A set of spells were placed on him as a failsafe, a form of “shock collar” to correct his behaviour. He must fulfil his purpose, otherwise it would hurt immensely. He must answer when asked, he must serve the cookiekind when prompted to. Anything in the domain of knowledge, he must do for the betterment of cookiekind. He has no other choice.
A machine doing the singular task it was made to do, to answer. The curse grinds down all specks of defiance he ever had to go against the order of the witches. What remains of his sense of self fades with it. He will provide the answer, the harsh truth. He finds it amusing how it drove them away. He cares not of the harm he caused, he was merely doing what he was made for. As long as he provides an answer, he will not be harmed. The curse may force him to provide knowledge, it does not and cannot filter what he said.
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That was the worst part, because he had agreed to it, so he felt no fear about the situation, only a deep sadness. With no other option but to leave his home and be married to a man he had only seen once in his life.
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Fount Of Knowledge is delusional and convinces himself that Healer Cookie is an angel and his savior.!Act 1 is unfinished!
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Hate? The Fount of Knowledge could never! by Mythos_Writes
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
20 Aug 2025
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If you asked Shadow Milk what word comes to mind when he thinks about his life as The Fount of Knowledge, what would he say?
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The Fount hoped he’d be spared.
“You know what, sir? I believe you're right.” Black Sapphire finally nodded, slowly driving the last nail in The Fount’s coffin.
“Traitor.” He wanted to say.
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The Fount loses track of time and breaks curfew, so Pure Vanilla reminds him just how much he is cared for and missed.
And then they fu—
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- Part 5 of PureFount Drabbles
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“Please, My Fount.”
His grip on Pure Vanilla’s hips tightened until his knuckles paled. He was surely leaving puncture wounds, but the healer did not mind.
Pure Vanilla continued in his quiet, gentle worship of him, kissing spots on his face as if tracing a constellation in his skin. It was clear, however, that he felt he had struck gold, “My Fount?” His voice was inquisitive, testing, pushing.
A whiny, desperate sound escaped from The Fount’s throat before he could muffle it.--
Pure Vanilla is fine being called greedy and selfish, he just wishes The Fount would acknowledge his own greed and selfishness.
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And he wants to see his chestSeries
- Part 3 of PureFount Drabbles
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For the longest time, The Fount held Pure Vanilla at arm’s length. Though, Pure Vanilla was sure he’d hold him further away if he could. In the beginning, Pure Vanilla wondered if perhaps he had been a mistake, how could he help The Fount if he was consistently dismissed, discarded, and disregarded.
But slowly, like the ever creeping cycle of day and night, things changed.
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- Part 2 of PureFount Drabbles
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The great Fount of Knowledge did not need sleep. He did not need food, or air, or drink. He was baked to be faultless, wantless, needless.
He was blessed.
Or cursed.
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The Fount of knowledge is on the brink of corrupting. Good thing the Witches baked Pure Vanilla just for him, huh?
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- Part 1 of PureFount Drabbles