Hello! How does a beast cookies x reader sound? Also the reader has a calming effect on cookies and is basically the groups therapy cookie. Like what if-
Shadow milk after episode 8: DO YOU KNOW WHY IM LIKE THIS?!?
Reader:Wanna talk about it?
SMC leaning on our shoulder: And that was after Mystic started going off the deep end-
Reader calmly listening: mmhm
I'd like to imagine they're a Legendary who's been around for as long as the Beasts have, travelling the world to give therapy and healing to those who need it. So they're def more powerful than the average cookie
As a Legendary Cookie, it was your job to help give all denizens of Earthbread healing--mentally and emotionally, that is.
Your calming abilities enable virtually any cookie to feel relaxed in your company. Even those who are totally closed-off and were baked with the hardiest dough will eventually confide in you about whatever's on their minds.
And you give them advice, always knowing what to say, or simply listen and let them express their emotions.
You've been around for as long as the Five Beasts have, so you've seen a lot in your travels...including the many days and nights they spent terrorizing the world after they twisted their virtues into vices, trying to ease cookies' fears.
The Witches deemed them monsters worthy of being locked up in the Silver Tree...yet you realized they have never once considered why they fell from grace.
Having spent so much time helping the normal everyday folk, you felt some guilt in not checking in on the Beasts to make sure they were okay.
They were adored and revered figures..but even they might've needed somebody to talk to every once in a while.
Maybe they wouldn't have fallen down that dark path if you paid more attention to the signs....
But after they break out of the Silver Tree and face the Ancient Heroes who've "stolen" their soul jam, they hide away until they can figure out how to restore their powers and take their revenge.
That's where you come in, having visited Gingerbrave's kingdom and hearing about the Ancients' encounters with them.
You decided to go on a quest to Beast Yeast, hoping to find them and simply talk, which obviously wouldn't be easy had it not been for your powers.
They have some resistance to it, but one by one...their walls come down and you start to understand them better.
Of course, the last one to fall from grace had to be the first one you come across.
It's not long after his retreat from his Spire, still not back at his full strength, wanting to get away from Candy Apple and Black Sapphire Cookie for a while.
They finally saw him be defeated and..humiliated by Pure Vanilla Cookie, yet they're willing to stay and follow his every word?
Either way, he wanted to be alone--but unfortunately for him, that doesn't last long as you seize your opportunity to talk to him.
"Shadow Milk Cookie. The Fount of Knowledge-"
"Pah! Dunno who that other guy is. Only Shadow Milk Cookie is....here..?" He spins around, his eyes comically wide as he instantly recognizes your face. "You....you're-"
"Not dead? I've been around for as long as you, my friend." You chuckle. "I don't crumble easily."
"...it's amazing you haven't. Thought you would'a cracked under the weight of everyone's problems by now. But you're still trying to play the hero, huh?" He sneers. "Just like.....him. Riddle me this, [y/n] cookie...do you feel any guilt?"
"HAH! Well you...wait, you do?" He blinks. "Do you even know what I'm talking about?"
"..you're terrible at following this script. You're supposed to be confused and scared-"
"We're not on a stage, Shadow Milk Cookie. I'm not fooled as easily." You cut him off, firmly yet gently. "This is reality. And the reality is...you've been hurt so profoundly. Watching so many cookies embrace deceit instead of your gospels of truth must have been...difficult. You felt betrayed by them."
"Ever since..that day..I've felt guilty for not reaching out to you or the others sooner. I probably wasn't clear about my doors being open for you, too. I've been waiting for a chance to talk to you again. To help you feel heard, even though this was long, long overdue."
"Wow...and I thought Nilly had the biggest savior complex." He scoffs, trying to resist your magic's advances on his psyche. "Nice try, but you're not gonna get inside MY head, too. Nope. Nuh-uh. I'm not one of your fragile-minded cookie who unloads their entire sob story in one measly conversation!"
"Besides..we haven't spoken in eons, so you don't even know HALF of what I've been through!! Not within the Silver Tree! NOT with Pure Vanilla Cookie! Not even before I turned to deceit!!"
Despite his anger, you remain unperturbed. "Exactly my point. So..why don't you help me understand? Let's talk about it."
"Yeah? Unless you have an important date tonight."
"....hahahaha...AHAHAHAHA. Didn't you hear me, stupid cookie?! Obviously not, so allow me to rephrase it.......THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT I'M EVER GOING TO-!!"
Fast forward to sometime later, when Black Sapphire Cookie finally finds his master...leaning on your shoulder while basically trauma dumping. The deceitful Beast was speaking from his mind, unfiltered, to a Legendary Cookie he's never met before.
"-and that was after Mystic Flour Cookie started going off the deep end. But could anyone blame her? No. Those damn cookies got greedy and began asking for the impossible."
"Mhm." You simply nod. "And after seeing her like that...what was going through your mind?"
"...like we were all just...losing it. So I guess hopeless? Scared that we were getting out of hand? I dunno. All I wanted was to be their teacher, to show them the truth....and look at me now!! I warned Pure Vanilla Cookie he'd fall down the same path if he continued the way he was headed...that traitorous prick.."
"He did tell me you rejected his friendship. But..would you consider revisiting that?" You hummed.
"I...no. I mean..I....I-I don't know.." He seems confused with himself. "I told the guy I hated him! What doesn't he get? He could have finished me off! Why does he still try after all I did to him?!"
"Because he sees the good in everyone, even you. I don't fully understand the soul jam connection, but...it seems like he's aware of your true feelings. Your loneliness after all that time spent in the tree. And you keep trying to deny them, afraid to draw back the curtain and express what you really feel."
"But when you've been a ruler of deceit since forever..why would I ever do that?! I don't need anyone! I....I especially don't need you or that stupid goody two shoes soul jam thief! But he....he just...why doesn't he just quit already?!" His voice cracks at the end. "H-He knows I'm a lost cause.."
Even though you can't see his face, the eyes on his hair are weeping, and that prompts you to put your arm around him. "It's easy for you to lie to others, but lying to yourself is way harder."
Despite not saying anything back, he doesn't reject the comfort.
In fact he unknowingly leaned against you more.
Black Sapphire can't believe what he's seeing--almost certain it's an illusion, but no.
This was the master of deceit confiding in someone else. Someone more familiar.
Despite feeling slightly jealous, he decides to leave you two be, distracting Candy Apple Cookie so she doesn't barge in and ruin things.
"Ah, Burning Spice Cookie. Herald of Change, time hasn't been kind to-"
"You DARE utter that title?!! It is dead to me..just like you will be in a few moments!!" The Great Destroyer looms over you with his axe at the ready, scowling as you crossed paths with him in the ruins of his Spice Temple.
It was considerably difficult to even speak to him alone, especially with the last remnants of the Wild Spice warriors and Nutmeg Tiger Cookie trying their damnest to fight off your calming abilities...but not even their hardy dough can block it forever.
They let you through to see their master at his lowest point, even though he was still on a high from battling the recently awakened Golden Cheese Cookie.
"That's too bad. I was hoping you'd remember me. I was there when you once held that title with pride" You huff. "You welcomed me into your kingdom with open arms, allowing me to speak to the Wild Spices who had troubles on their minds, and the warriors who came home scarred by the things they've seen."
"....ah...you do seem familiar." He muses. "That's right. You're [Y/n] Cookie. The Legendary warrior of words. I bet you've never lifted a weapon in your life."
"My tongue is the only weapon I need, Burning Spice Cookie." You counter with equal sass.
Least to say...you intrigue him. You didn't cower, and even after all this time and knowing the things he's done, you sought him out anyways.
All just to....convince him to share his feelings?
He had a lot to say, but didn't even know where to begin.
He wondered where you were when kingdoms crumbled around him.
He wondered where you were when he kept watching those he loved die while he continued on living.
He wondered where you were when he decided that the only cure to his pain was destruction.
"Well, it's useless here. You could never understand what I-"
"So help me understand. That's why I do what I do. To better understand all Cookies I meet." You frowned slightly. "You were so convinced that you had to be strong for your people. To act like the passage of time hadn't dimmed your light. I understand why you never visited me. And for that, I apologize. I should've put more effort into-"
"Don't apologize. There's nothing you could have said or done to change the way I felt back then." He growled. "What would have been the point?"
"Maybe not, but talking about what and how you're feeling is better than keeping it all inside. You have your generals, sure..but you seldom speak with them. Not wanting to seem weak or soft-doughed in their eyes."
"When they only ever see you as a god, why would...." Suddenly, he's aware of the vulnerability he was showing, and his whole demeanor flips on its head. "GRRRAHH!!" He slams his axe down, nearly splitting the earth between you. "All I feel is pissed off that you're trying to get inside my head! Who told you where I was, mind reader?!!"
"Oh..just a little golden birdie." You calmly reply. "I heard you two had a glorious final battle."
"...ah yes. In spite of my loss, it was...the most entertaining battle I've had in a long time." He grins, recounting that fight.
Before you know it, he's back to talking again--about the battle, what happened before that, and the rest is history.
Your calming powers have been hard at work, but you've finally gotten him to open up a little more, and somehow he feels...lighter?
It's weird feeling. Weird, but new.
At that time, Nutmeg Tiger returns to her senses and sees you talking to him, furious that she let her guard down and that you were speaking to her lord without permission--
Only for you to calmly stand up and walk away, while she's shouting for you to come back and explain your actions.
"Hexing a Wild Spice is one thing, but turning your back on one will be your LAST mistake-!"
"Enough, General. They will not trouble us anymore."
"...they won't? But my lord, they put a spell on us-!"
"I said enough." He snaps. "I've known [Y/n] Cookie since before you were baked. Has their spell impeded your duties?"
"Then return to your post."
"....as you wish, Great One." She eventually leaves, and he continues to ponder over your talk with him.
Tracking her down in Beast Yeast was a rather simple task.
All you had to do was look where the white fog has gathered. Luckily, your abilities grant you immunity to the apathy that ordinary cookies would easily be overwhelmed by.
When Mystic Flour laid waste to the world with pale ailment storms, doctors, nurses, and healers dealt with the physical symptoms of patients--while you assisted with the mental.
They may not be crumbling and have flour-white dough anymore, but apathetic thoughts linger in their minds long after treatment. Passions are lost and replaced with nihilism, and your duty was to bring them out of those dark places and remind them of what they loved and how it's all worth it and meaningful in the end.
Luckily, you were able to guide them back on the right path again, and suddenly their eyes regained their spark; their dough's color was returned, and you'd send them off to resume their normal life.
After the Dark Cacao Kingdom was 100% liberated from the flour storm, you ventured to Beast Yeast to find her, eventually meeting Cloud Haetae Cookie, who had been revived.
They didn't seem bothered by the fact their own master killed them, taking you personally to see her and giving you steamed rolls as they talked about her battle with Dark Cacao Cookie.
"She almost convinced him to accept futility. She was so, so close..but then that fool had to go and summon these two dragons to help him-"
"Who are you speaking to, Cloud Haetae Cookie?"
Before you could respond, Mystic Flour takes one look at your face and immediately knows who you are.
"[Y/n] Cookie. You're the reason why my clouds of apathy have lifted.."
"Well..having a bunch of nameless, faceless cookies moping about doesn't exactly make the world go round, my dear." You jest, although you fall silent as she just stares through you. "I know your heart carries a most heavy burden. The burden of not being able to satisfy everyone..and being a victim of-"
"You have not once set foot in my Ivory Pagoda to talk. And now, after all these years..." Given her pause...you knew her emotions were trying to bubble to the surface. Like yeast rising.
"I understand. I've heard it from the others already. This...comes much too late." You bow your head. "I remember seeing those lines, and I didn't wish to be perceived as another beggar. I'm sure you already knew my wish."
"They always expected you to solve their problems." She continued. "But it never feels like enough, does it? Don't you grow weary of their endless demands? Their pleas for you to "fix" everything wrong with them? You can only help them so much before they bleed you dry and give you nothing, [Y/n] Cookie. Not even a "thank you". Trust me...I have been there." Her face darkens. "We are not so different."
"Perhaps not. We've always looked out for the best interest of cookies...at our own expense." You agreed. "But I know a lot of them have appreciated my help. I'm sorry they never gave you that same respect, Mystic Flour Cookie."
"I do not dwell on it, for it is futile. It's a shame that you would never come to accept that same futility."
"I don't see a reason to start now," you chuckle, before you talked to her more about your recent work and the cookies you've helped, including Shadow Milk and Burning Spice.
It's clear that you reminded her of her old self a lot--before all the selfish cookies came along and attributed to her pain and corruption and imprisonment.
She thought she could talk you out of that path, certain you'll realize what true futility is like she did...
But you remain steadfast in your duty to help all cookies you meet. Even her.
