#Devsisters
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talasdoodles · 1 day ago
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Something about these two is just so fascinating
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briskchips · 2 months ago
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Update whiplash
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valuvrarte · 2 months ago
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Drew Pure Vanilla getting squished for his win at Créme de la Créme 👑
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bl0d-cl0t · 7 days ago
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Lesbin Cookies…
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mintaikkcorpse · 21 days ago
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WHO AT DEVSIS WAS FUJOSHING AND HIMEJOSHING OUT???
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mmelarts · 3 months ago
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"return to nothing."
cookie hyperfixation real bad so i HAD to draw her, such a cool concept and she gives me silent hill vibes
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sorry-soriel · 11 months ago
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If pink, why boy?
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youareloved4ever · 1 month ago
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The background and golden cheese sprite belong to devs!!
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pukefactory · 3 months ago
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⫘⫘⫘⟢ BURNING UP ⟢⫘⫘⫘
! Summary: Burning Spice Cookie X Reader Headcannons
! Character(s): Burning Spice Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom)
! Genre: Headcannons, SFW
! Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!
! Image Credits: @the-name-is-loser
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⚡︎ Burning Spice Cookie is a walking calamity, a force of nature that leaves ruin in his wake—yet somehow, amid all that destruction, you remain untouched. Not because he is gentle, but because something primal within him refuses to let harm befall you, for better or worse. The same hands that wield a parashu large enough to cleave mountains will rest against your cheek with an unsettling tenderness, as if testing whether you are truly real. He is gentle only with you, but it is difficult to discern whether his tenderness is unconditional.
⚡︎ You alone are permitted near when the flames rage too wildly, when the thirst for battle consumes him entirely. His soldiers know better than to approach in those moments—only you can step into the inferno, your words cutting sharper than any blade. And though he snarls, though embers crackle in protest, he listens. He listens only to you, even when his temper demands more violence.
⚡︎ Burning Spice Cookie rules over the Wild Spices with an iron fist, yet his soldiers cannot help but notice that the Great Destroyer seems different when you are near, even when merely in his vicinity. The world remains his to raze, his destruction inevitable, yet now there are pauses—moments where his grip slackens, where his fire dims just enough. They wonder whether you are his weakness or his undoing, but one thing is certain: they are relieved that someone, something, holds him in check, even if only indirectly.
⚡︎ There is no subtlety in the way he loves. It is all-consuming, overwhelming, as if he is trying to burn his presence into your very soul. He does not merely hold you—he engulfs you, his strong arms wrapped tightly, his body’s heat nearly unbearable. His kisses sear, his touch brands, and yet you never pull away. Beneath all his bluster and bombast, there is someone to love, even if it burns.
⚡︎ The tattoos that snake across his body, glowing like embers beneath his skin, are ancient sigils of destruction. One morning, you wake to find a new mark pressed against your collarbone—delicate, intricate, unmistakably his. When you confront him, he only grins, sharp teeth glinting like gold. “Now the world will know who you belong to,” he says, his loud, rough voice laced with satisfaction. He never tells you how it got there, only that it is permanent.
⚡︎ He does not sleep—not as you do. Instead, he paces, restless even in stillness, his gaze locked onto the horizon as if daring it to challenge him. Yet on the rare nights he does rest, it is only when you are near, curled against his side. The fire within him does not burn so wildly then, lulled into a rare, fleeting peace he dares not disturb. Burning Spice Cookie may not crave tranquility, but when you are beside him, sleeping soundly, he finds himself wishing—if only for a moment—that the quiet could last forever.
⚡︎ No one challenges Burning Spice Cookie and lives. His mere presence demands submission, his power absolute. And yet, you meet his gaze without fear. You argue with him when no one else would dare. He should be furious. He should strike you down. But instead, his laughter booms through the hall, delighted and unrestrained. “Finally,” he rumbles, “someone who does not bore me.”
⚡︎ Possession is deeply ingrained in him, and he makes no attempt to conceal it. The moment another so much as looks at you in a way he does not approve of, the heat of his presence alone is enough to make them shrink back. Should anyone be foolish enough to test his patience further—well, the Wild Spices are already rich with ashes. What is another to the pile? He takes great pleasure in striking down those who dare insult or threaten you, even if the discovery first fills him with unbridled rage.
⚡︎ Once, you asked him if he ever feared being extinguished. The notion was laughable—what force in this world could possibly snuff him out? But then his gaze lingered on you, a flicker of something unreadable in his molten eyes. “Perhaps,” he mused, his voice softer than expected, “I do not burn as brightly when you are not near.” That night, his arms gripped you a little tighter. You understood his meaning.
⚡︎ Burning Spice Cookie is a creature of devastation, a war god cloaked in fire and fury. And yet, when it comes to you, his destruction takes a different form. He would raze the world a thousand times over if it meant keeping you safe. Not because he is kind, nor because he has changed—but because the thought of a world without you is a fate he refuses to accept. If you came into his life, then you must be here for a reason, even if he does not yet understand it. But he knows one thing with certainty—he needs you to stay. No matter the risk. No matter the cost.
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glitchgirl0812 · 7 months ago
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Why YOU🫵 should vote Gingerbrave for cookie of the year 2024
1. Aren’t you tired of all these higher rarity cookies (cough black pearl) winning all every year? Isn’t it about time an underdog take the title of cookie of the year and get that legendary costume?
2. Gingerbrave is the mascot of the entire cookie run franchise, don’t you think he deserves a little treat?
3. Gingerbrave winning could open the doors to people not just voting for the newest cookie that got released, your favorite rare or common blorbo could have a chance at winning in the future.
4. Just look at this face, can you say no to this?
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5. It would be really funny trust
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revevoire · 4 months ago
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Apple of my eye
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less filtered ver:
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okokokok
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ijustreallylikepirates · 8 months ago
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DEVSISTERS !!!!! PLEASE STOP MAKING COOKIES SO ATTRACTIVE !!!!
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IM AROACE AND I WANT ALL OF THEM TO SMASH ME
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esotericreason · 6 months ago
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the fool. (all that is just stays)
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sunny-sourzii · 25 days ago
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New sprite hello
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allloe · 8 months ago
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I physically lack content for these two (god, I couldn't even find anything on ao3), so I had to take matters into my own hands
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monarch-aip · 2 months ago
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got back into cookie run like a month ago. hes my favy
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