It_s_Okayy
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There's a strange cookie in the market.
There's a strange discoloration of his dough.
There's a strange set of eyes glaring into his back.
The Fount has had it with these strange phenomena. But when the Light of Passion chooses its champion, perhaps he could turn to the odd healer with bandages for aid. After all, the Fount has to be in his best shape to welcome the Heroes of the new age.
But could this cookie be the key to solving these problems? Or is he the one to open Pandora's box?
(small hiatus while i work on outlines for this fic and prepare for university)
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The Fount of Knowledge, the Sage of Truth, never expected to be a father. But when kids show up on his doorstep, he can't find it in himself to turn them away.
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- Part 2 of Deceit Trio Found Family
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Peeking over her shoulder, Pure Vanilla Cookie sighed. “Can we take it back to the dorm? I’d hate to be caught here again…”
White Lily Cookie shook her head. “It’s only a small passage I’m looking for. I think it’ll be easier to keep it here.” She motioned for Pure Vanilla to crouch down, which he followed using his staff. She followed suit, kneeling down and placing the book on the floor.
The spine made a small cracking noise as White Lily Cookie opened it, but the noise did not cause her panic. She casually flipped to the section she had remembered needing—“Time Loops.”
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Dark Enchantress wins the war, forcing Pure Vanilla Cookie to watch as each of his friends are plucked away like crumbs. Right as he is set to crumble, he is instead brought back to exactly a week before the war had started. From there, a cruel cycle forms, in which every battle against Dark Enchantress is lost.
The only other cookie who can remember these events along with Pure Vanilla? Shadow Milk Cookie.Bookmarked by It_s_Okayy
19 May 2026
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Amo sus dibujos la trama y TODO, amo este fic
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Elder Faerie and Shadow Milk's divorce was so messy it royally fucked up their children.
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“I am Your Fount of Knowledge, here to be of service.”
The Fount of Knowledge was a cookie.
Pure Vanilla Cookie felt ill. All his life he had heard vague tales of ‘The Fount’ and the infinite wisdom it was said to carry. Books on the matter were scarce. He had memories of late nights huddled on the floor of the library at the Academy, whispering in hushed voices with White Lily Cookie as he poured over page after page of stories. So much of the same stuff repeated, no new details. It was as if any real information on the ‘Fountain’ had been erased. As if it had been purposefully wiped clean out of the records.Who would want to erase such a thing? Who held such an ability to remove himself from the narrative? The Fount of Knowledge, the Virtue of Knowledge. It was all coming together now for Pure Vanilla. The Virtue of Knowledge was the Fount. Shadow Milk Cookie.
or, Pure Vanilla Cookie gets shoved back in time by billions of years. Back before the Beasts had defected and corrupted. He has a rare chance now, one he cannot afford to squander. Sure he had out maneuvered the Master of Deceit in the Spire, but how can he possibly hope to win against the embodiment of all Knowledge in a time not his own?