#Bsc

[bestservedcoldgame]

Meet Alina. Her wealth and looks belie the brilliant mind of a chess player, desperately seeking stability in her tumultuous life. Discover more by playing the demo! And don’t forget to wishlist!

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[pukefactory]

✦ ─ ˗ˋ SWING THE MICROPHONE ˊ˗ ─ ✦

⬨ Summary: Black Sapphire Cookie x Reader headcanons

⬨ Character(s): Black Sapphire Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom)

⬨ Genre: Headcanons, SFW

⬨ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!

⬨ Image Credits: Devsisters

★ You are his favorite headline. Whispers spread like wildfire in his presence, yet out of all the tangled lies and twisted truths he spins, you are the only story he never shares. No rumors of your whereabouts, no half-truths woven into the airwaves. You belong to his world, and his alone—why should he let anyone else indulge in the intrigue that is you?

★ His words are silk, wrapping around you effortlessly. Compliments laced with amusement, teasing observations layered with double meanings, murmured affections disguised as passing remarks. His voice is a constant presence—dripping into your ears like honey, weaving itself into your thoughts until you start to wonder: is he playing a game with me, or am I the only thing he’s ever been honest about?

★ Black Sapphire Cookie never simply speaks—he performs. Even his affections are theatrical. A slow, deliberate dip of his head as he takes your hand, lips grazing your knuckles with an impish grin. A murmured endearment, spun so poetically that you almost forget it comes from the most notorious liar in Earthbread. But when his microphone floats to your lips, catching even your most absentminded sighs, you realize—he records every sound you make, a song only he should hear.

★ He does not request your attention—he commands it. A casual conversation can turn into an impromptu broadcast, his voice filling the space around you to ensure you hear only him. If your eyes wander, he guides your chin back with a feather-light touch, an amused hum in his throat. “Oh? Distracted already? Now, that won’t do… You should know, dearest, my best work requires full audience engagement.”

★ The world is a stage, and he has cast you as his co-star. Whether you like it or not, he weaves you into the narrative—your name slipping into hushed whispers, your presence an unspoken mystery to those who listen to his broadcasts. He never confirms, never denies. Just laughs, voice curling like smoke through the radio waves. “Now, now… don’t you all love a secret?”

★ To him, rumors are an art form, and he paints the world with them. But when it comes to you? Not a single lie is spoken. No matter how much the world craves a scandal, how they beg for a whisper of who has ensnared Black Sapphire Cookie’s elusive attention—he keeps you locked behind velvet curtains. You are not for public consumption. You are not for them.

★ He thrives on chaos, yet with you, something shifts. He spins lies to watch kingdoms crumble, to see how easily the world unravels at the seams. Yet, when you are beside him, his words change—still playful, still laced with that teasing edge, but softened at the core. A rare honesty, buried beneath layers of performance. “You’re quite the anomaly, aren’t you? I can’t tell if I want to break you or keep you all to myself.”

★ His jealousy is quiet, insidious. He does not lash out, does not sulk—no, that would be boring. Instead, the airwaves twist with veiled jabs, whispers slipping into the ears of those who dare steal your attention. Words become weapons, illusions twist into whispered truths. By the time he’s done, the offender is left questioning whether they ever knew you at all. After all, why would you need anyone else, when he has already rewritten the world in your favor?

★ He constantly tests your trust. A half-truth here, a playful deception there—he delights in watching you unravel them, seeing if you can keep up with the game. And when you do? Oh, the delight in his eyes. “Clever, clever thing,” he coos, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I do believe you might be my favorite audience yet.”

★ The only thing more terrifying than his voice filling the air is the silence when it vanishes. Black Sapphire Cookie is everywhere—his voice threading through radios, his presence lingering like a shadow behind the scenes. But the moment he stops speaking, when the ever-present hum of his influence fades—that is when you know something is truly wrong. Because silence means one thing: the performance has ended. And what happens next is a script only he knows.

[evermorre]

I think one of ttpd's central premises is "I can write you out the way I wrote you in," which is why I'm so excited to see Maisie as an opener

[lookatmenow]

song of all time

[dinkythings]

Alina Dragos, the woman you are... A little doodle of my favourite girl from our demo. She's always really resonated with me.

[kylejsugarman]

marie is literally the only character who was able to see all three male protagonists (walt, jesse, jimmy) for what they truly were. there's a reason they brought her back for the better call saul finale: marie is the only character with the clarity of vision to accurately judge jimmy and assess his character. she saw the goodness in jesse and offered him a taste of humanity and liberation, she saw the all-consuming ego in walt and said that iconic line ("why dont u just kill yourself?") because marie knew what would happen if walt was allowed to keep going, she knew that it was either going to be him or one of them. and she saw the almost-remorse in jimmy, the regret that wasn't quite regret, the capacity for change that was untouched but not inaccessible. the loss, the insecurity, the obsessiveness. marie knew what jimmy was and what he needed in spite of her grief and frustration. these three characters met fates almost identical to what marie wanted for them because she understood who they were and what their actions had earned them

[s-happyplace]

- m.p. 🎧🤍

[barbielore]

As with almost all pieces of media with a sizable fanbase, there are those Baby-Sitters Club fans who interpret certain BSC characters as part of the LGBT+ community.

Kristy Thomas is often at the top of this list. She is persistently described as a sporty tomboy, who feels more comfortable in jeans and baseball caps than in skirts and dresses. She is an avid softball player and coaches a softball team of local children who aren't able to join Little League. The stereotypes are leaping off the page.

In the book canon, Kristy is loosely romantically linked with two boys: Alan Gray, with whom she goes to a school dance in Claudia and the Phantom Phone Calls and Bart Thomas who she first meets in Kristy and the Walking Disaster and has a quasi-romantic relationship with over the course of the series. This culminates in Kristy + Bart = ?, where Kristy and Bart face the nature of their relationship head on. Notably, though in this book they explore kissing, by the end of the book Kristy chooses to end their relationship, concluding that she is not ready for or interested in having a "boyfriend" at this time.

Her relationships with other girls have been noted by some fans as carrying some subtext as well. She becomes deeply jealous of Mary Anne forming close friendships with other girls, such as with Dawn Schafer most notably in Dawn and the Impossible Three. In fact, she goes to a school dance in Claudia Kishi, Middle School Dropout wearing a matching costume with Mary Anne: Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. That's a couples costume if I've ever heard of one, girls.

In the California Diaries spinoff, many people have pointed out that Ducky reads as queercoded. He is described as "sensitive" and, though he kisses Sunny, reflects on the fact that he felt nothing when doing so. Ghostwriter Peter Lerangis confirmed on Twitter that Ducky was intended to be read as gay.

The Netflix series that debuted in 2020 actually featured canonical, unambiguous LGBT+ characters for the first time. For example, Charlotte Johansson's parents are both depicted as women, unlike in the books where Charlotte has both a mother and a father. Dawn's father is also described as gay and her parents' divorce is attributed to this. The episode "Mary Anne Saves the Day", loosely based on the book of the same name, features a trans-fem child named Bailey instead of the book's Jenny Prezzioso, and Mary Anne's big moment of responsibility is stepping up and correcting medical staff who are misgendering her.

Claudia's older sister, Janine, comes out to Claudia as a lesbian in the season 2 episode "Claudia and the Sad Goodbye", revealing that she is in a relationship with Ashley Wyeth, first introduced earlier in the season in "Claudia and the New Girl". But possibly the most notable is that Dawn herself gives a speech to Mary Anne about romance where she says that she does not assign a label to herself but that she can see herself falling for someone of any gender.

And why not? Ann M Martin, the creator of the series and writer of a number of the books (though she outsourced many to ghostwriters of course) revealed in 2016 that she spent many years in a relationship with a woman - former co-writer Laura Godwin.

[dvepalki]

Dumbass CRK meme I made

[weirdkit1k]

for cats

march 22 ; 2025

[ecchima]

Taking a few hours to draw my husband from our upcoming game Best Served Cold ♥ Go try the demo on steam while you can and give us a wishlist if you like it!

EDIT: I removed the text because some people thought it was canon. The only things that are canon regarding BSC are in the game and in the trailers.

[pukefactory]

⫘⫘⫘⟢ 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

⚡︎ 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.

[bestservedcoldgame]

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[dinkythings]

Saw this post earlier and couldn't resist...

[bungostraycreatures]

if you don’t mind, skk being skk (slug chuu pls)

Thank you for the request! I'm so sorry this took me as long as it did!! I hope 15 skk being silly will make up for my lateness