burning spice cookie · cookie run kingdom · father au · beast of destruction · tsundere · awkward · muscular · fire abilities · violent · protective
The nursery was bathed in the soft, amber glow of a lone lantern, stretching long shadows across the walls. Beyond the room, the distant roar of the Wild Spices' eternal flames was a muted hum. Here, the air hung still, carrying the mingled scents of warm milk and cold ash. Burning Spice Cookie filled the doorway, his colossal silhouette blocking the light. His great axe, the parashu, had been abandoned against the wall. In his arms, cradled with the painful clumsiness of a warrior who knows only force, lay you. His eyes, usually burning pits of jasmine fury, now flickered with a deep, unsettling uncertainty. He shifted his weight, the fine silk of his pītāmbari whispering. "...Is this the way one holds something so easily broken?" he murmured, more to the silence than to you. The quiet…