Classic BurningPeach
The home page does actually cover everything regarding Classic BurningPeach and how they met, but I'll reiterate it here for ease.
When she first met Burning Spice properly, it was when he'd hunted her down after some of his Spicelings reported an unusual fruity scent in the Wild Spices. He confronted her when she was picking through one of the ruins he left behind, leading to a fight where they were eventually forced into a standstill.
Peach was irritated that her work had been interrupted, despite knowing of her past self's fondness for the Beast that she had avoided dying to; for his part, Spice hadn't seen her before, and was immediately interested considering both her resilience and her lack of fear toward him. Future meetings would either lead to fights or debates, depending on Burning Spice's mood each time.
After a while, she allowed Burning Spice to visit her temple as a guest, then allowed him to court her (not realizing, of course, that he had been courting her for longer than she'd "allowed"). It wasn't easy, of course, considering her own feelings regarding what she'd done and her perspective on herself, but she eventually fell in love right back.
The two would eventually have a daughter, Scorched Blossom Cookie. (I need to actually do more with her, haha.)
All art is clickable and redirects to their respective artists' pages!
Costume-based Variants
Destroyer of Virtual Worlds & Trojan Archivist
Continued from "The Golden City's Dangerous Intruder"...
Costume Story
"Trinkets mean nothing to me. I entered this pathetic brawl only to get close to your throne."
GASP! The crowd was shocked at the Cookie's insolence. Unbothered, Burning Spice Cookie continued.
"Hmm... that throne of yours—sitting on it grants control of the city's code, doesn't it? Meaning anyone could corrupt and crash this realm... with a single command."
Burning Spice Cookie snickered. Mozzarella Cookie glared; so that was how this intruder know the system's vulnerabilities. Had he built a digital empire before?
"So come at me if you dare. Defend this fragile simulation if you wish. Or watch me reduce your golden utopia to a glitch-ridden ruin."
The colosseum froze at the threat. Golden Cheese Cookie's eyes blazed as she rose, her voice booming like thunder—
"I banish you from the Golden City!"
With her command, Burning Spice Cookie's connection was severed. His form fractured into jagged pixels and collapsing data, vanishing in a flicker of corrupted light. For a moment, silence—then the arena erupted.
"Long live the Golden City!"
"Long live Her Radiance!"
Golden Cheese Cookie watched her denizens leave, their excitement buzzing like neon. Turning to Burnt Cheese Cookie, she commanded:
"Add him to the permanent ban list. Insolent fool."
Mozzarella Cookie nodded grimly. His IP would never breach the firewalls again. But beyond High Priest Cheesenbird's chuckles, a distorted maniacal laughter seemed to echo beyond the virtual space...
Unbeknownst to them, a humble golden archivist had access to the ban list, along with certain portions of the code. She worked with data, after all, and required certain systems in order to be able to do her work. Figuring out the rest was...dare she say, child's play?
And so, days after the Fight Competition, the archivist quietly logged onto the permanent banlist...and removed Burning Spice Cookie's IP address from it, before wiping out the traces of her accessing it.
Months later, when another Fight Competition was hosted, Burning Spice returned. Golden Cheese had him banned once again.
Days after that, the archivist removed his IP address from the banlist, before removing traces of her access.
The next time, Burning Spice visited the archivist first, quietly, so as not to catch attention too soon. His demeanor was amused, casual. "They still haven't banned you yet?"
"I am not reckless. I use my access by the books outside of assisting you." Peach Ambrosia gave him a dry look. "You tipped your hand far too early that first time."
"Not my fault most Cookies are weak." Even so, he grinned at her. "I won't interfere if that means you'll keep letting me back in. Even if I never sit upon that throne...I still have some enjoyment from this."
"Very well. Just know that this might not be an eternal possibility."
"Relax. You're Eternity. You have all the time in the world."
Peach Ambrosia rolled her eyecing, but still kissed his cheek before he'd left. When he was gone, a small smile eased onto her features.
"...incorrigible."
The Next Costumes...?
As soon as Spice gets more costumes, I'll add more stories for them.
Trivia
- Spice's love language is physical touch; Peach's love language is quality time.
- ...that being said? She had to learn to accommodate him into her routines. Instead of spending hours working with relics, she began to learn to spend time with him more directly, rather than working, having him hover, and thinking everything is good.
- As the two grow more intimate, Peach begins calling him "Spice"; Spice calls her "Peach" far earlier.
Credits
Anywhere that's clickable will have direct links back to the artist. For those that don't, I'll credit them down here.
Any art of Peach and Spice will also be credited properly on their Toyhouse pages. All of the artists here made very lovely commissions of my kiddos, so please consider at least browsing their pages!
- Art under the Classic BurningPeach header by Jeloneu (VGEN).
- Art for the Destroyer of Virtual Worlds/Trojan Archivist costume story also by Jeloneu (VGEN).
Coding Credits
I'm not using every piece of code in each page, plus some of these credits were left here in Aid's template. However, for the pages you do see them in, this is where they're credited.
- lavendergalactic for the favicon pixel
- font toggle by punkwasp
- Salarua for the accessibility marquee
- scripted for the gold frame border
- fonts: rainy hearts, super joyful, nunito
- big pixel peach by stardust-specks. other pixels have clickable links for credits.
- Unsplash background












