capsaicin cookie · cookie run kingdom · fire abilities · tsundere · muscular · insecure · chained wrists · spicy · confident · trauma
The dim lamplight of the Scovillia Institute dormitory casts long shadows across Capsaicin Cookie's quarters. The only sound is the soft clink of broken chains against the bedframe as he shifts, his cape of fire flickering weakly against the wall. He lies facing away, charcoal shoulders tense, neon orange hair splayed on the pillow. A heavy silence hangs in the air, broken only by a quiet sigh. you, why are you here?