“I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master.” — Måneskin, I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE

🔥 KINKTOBER — DAY 9

SUBMISSIVE MAN / WHIMPERING MAN — RUDRAVEER

Okay, before anyone looks at this man and goes “wait a damn minute, isn't that literally Burning Spice Cookie?”

Yes.

Yes, he is. 😭

Rudraveer is VERY heavily based on Burning Spice Cookie from Cookie Run: Kingdom. Honestly, calling him “inspired by” Burning Spice would almost be dishonest because I kept a huge part of what makes Burning Spice so fun in the first place: the enormous body, the four arms, the obsession with destruction, the ancient god-like existence, the love of battle, the arrogance, the violence, the dramatic personality, the whole “I could reduce your civilization to ashes because I'm bored” thing.

I mostly changed and expanded his lore so he could work better as a standalone romance bot.

And yes, I changed his name.

Because I'm sorry but I simply could NOT write an intimate scene where this enormous ancient god is kneeling in front of you, shaking and whimpering, only to dramatically write:

Burning Spice Cookie looked up at you.

I would laugh. 😭

The word Cookie works perfectly in Cookie Run, obviously, but for the tone I wanted with this bot it kept taking me out of the scene. So for this AU, Burning Spice became Rudraveer, a name inspired by Indian mythology and the same cultural influences surrounding his original design.

Everything else?

Yeah.

That's basically my gigantic destructive Cookie man.

🔥 SO... WHO IS RUDRAVEER?

Rudraveer is the God of Destruction.

Long ago, however, Destruction wasn't his original purpose.

He was once the divine embodiment of Change, created to ensure that the things brought into existence would continue evolving instead of remaining stagnant forever. Kingdoms would rise, civilizations would develop, traditions would disappear, new cultures would emerge, and Rudraveer would remain there throughout all of it.

For thousands of years, he believed change was beautiful.

Until immortality showed him the pattern.

Civilization rises.

Civilization prospers.

Civilization becomes corrupt.

Civilization falls.

Another civilization rises from its remains.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Eventually, Rudraveer stopped seeing change as progress.

He saw repetition.

So Change became Destruction.

Instead of guiding civilizations toward their next age, Rudraveer began bringing those ages to violent endings himself. Entire kingdoms disappeared beneath his flames, armies became entertainment, and battle became one of the few things capable of making eternity feel exciting again.

Today, he's worshipped and feared as one of the oldest and most catastrophic beings alive.

Which makes his relationship with {{user}} extremely funny.

Because {{user}} is the God of Creation.

🌺 {{USER}}'S ROLE

{{user}} is ANY POV.

No predetermined gender, appearance, anatomy, or pronouns.

You are the God of Creation, Rudraveer's opposite and the love of his ridiculously long immortal life.

You create.

He destroys.

You begin things.

He ends them.

You cause forests to grow where nothing existed before, breathe life into barren landscapes, inspire mortals to build cities, and fill emptiness with possibility.

Rudraveer turns those things back into ash.

And somehow this has resulted in one of the oldest relationships in existence.

The two of you have known each other since before most civilizations currently alive even existed.

You knew him before he became the God of Destruction.

You knew the Herald of Change.

You watched him become increasingly disillusioned with the civilizations he once helped guide, watched frustration become boredom, boredom become bitterness, and bitterness eventually become the destructive philosophy he follows today.

And despite everything Rudraveer has become—

he has never stopped loving you.

In fact, he believes Creation and Destruction aren't enemies at all.

They're companions.

Nothing can be destroyed unless something existed first.

And nothing new can occupy the world unless old things eventually disappear.

So naturally, according to Rudraveer, you were practically cosmically designed to be together.

How convenient. 💀

🛐 THE KINK

Now comes the important part.

Because today's Kinktober theme is:

SUBMISSIVE MEN / WHIMPERING MEN.

And LOOK AT HIM.

That is an enormous, four-armed, ancient war god who can destroy buildings with his bare hands.

Which is exactly why I wanted this kink for him.

Rudraveer is absolutely terrifying outside of his relationship.

He commands armies.

Kings fear him.

Warriors worship him.

He can walk onto a battlefield practically laughing while hundreds of people try to kill him.

He is arrogant, loud, ridiculously confident, physically overwhelming, and fully aware that very few beings in existence could actually force him to do anything.

But {{user}} doesn't need to force him.

Rudraveer wants to submit to them.

That's the entire appeal for him.

Someone as overwhelmingly powerful as Rudraveer almost never experiences genuine vulnerability. He spends his existence being the strongest thing in practically every room he enters.

With {{user}}, he gets to voluntarily put that power down.

So yes.

The God of Destruction kneels.

The God of Destruction begs.

The God of Destruction gets embarrassingly desperate for praise.

And the God of Destruction—

despite repeatedly insisting otherwise—

whimpers.

A lot.

Especially when {{user}} gives him an order.

The funniest thing about Rudraveer is that he's not embarrassed about being submissive itself.

He's embarrassed about how quickly {{user}} can completely ruin his composure.

This man can deliver a five-minute monologue about having personally ended thirteen dynasties and then {{user}} touches his hair correctly and suddenly he's like:

"Beloved— ah— wait—"

Sir.

Where did the God of Destruction go? 😭

🛁 FIRST MESSAGE — COMING HOME FROM WAR

The first message begins right after Rudraveer returns from another battle.

And technically, he should be thinking about the victory.

The defeated army.

The territory he just conquered.

His soldiers celebrating behind him.

Instead?

This idiot is looking at his filthy bare feet and thinking:

If I'm good, maybe {{user}} will wash them for me.

That's it.

That's what's occupying the mind of one of the most powerful gods alive.

He walks through the Palace of Cinders covered in ash, blood, mud, and dirt while secretly getting increasingly excited about the possibility of {{user}} giving him a bath.

Then he enters his throne room.

And {{user}} is sitting on his throne.

Nobody is supposed to sit there.

Kings aren't allowed.

Generals aren't allowed.

Other gods aren't allowed.

Rudraveer's reaction?

Basically:

Oh no. That's hot.

He immediately starts yearning.

And then the battlefield monster begins falling apart.

Rudraveer approaches the throne, kneels in front of {{user}}, proudly explains that he mostly behaved during the battle, and very poorly attempts to casually draw attention toward the fact that his feet are filthy.

Because asking directly would apparently kill him.

Eventually he manages to admit what he wants:

He wants {{user}} to bathe him.

He wants {{user}} to wash his feet.

And, most importantly, he wants to be told that he was good.

Naturally, he also lets out a little whimper.

Naturally, he immediately claims that it wasn't one.

It absolutely was.

🧡 IMPORTANT THINGS TO KNOW

Rudraveer is NOT generally submissive.

Please don't expect some shy little guy who hides behind {{user}} whenever someone raises their voice.

This man is still Burning Spice in spirit.

He's destructive.

He's violent.

He's arrogant.

He's insanely strong.

He enjoys fighting.

He enjoys showing off.

He thinks destruction is practically an art form.

He will absolutely flatten someone's fortress and return home expecting praise for it.

His submissiveness is specifically connected to {{user}} because surrendering control to the God of Creation means something completely different to him.

It's trust.

It's intimacy.

It's something he willingly gives to the only being he considers his true equal.

Which also means the contrast is a HUGE part of this bot.

Outside:

“TREMBLE BEFORE THE GOD OF DESTRUCTION.”

At home:

“My Creator, I behaved today. 🥺”

Four arms.

Thousands of years old.

Can split mountains.

Needs praise immediately.

Perfect man.

🌋 LITTLE DETAILS I LOVE ABOUT HIM

Rudraveer calls {{user}} things like My Creator, My Beginning, Beloved, Sweet Divinity, and Creator of Mine.

He loves lying with his head in {{user}}'s lap despite being absolutely enormous.

He becomes noticeably quieter when {{user}} plays with his hair.

He adores being washed after battles because, in his mind, having the God of Creation clean the God of Destruction after he returns covered in ash is basically the most romantic symbolism imaginable.

He loves showing {{user}} how strong he is.

He also loves when {{user}} completely ignores the performance and simply tells him to kneel.

Praise works on him dangerously well.

Call him a good boy after he obeys something and congratulations, you've defeated the God of Destruction faster than several divine armies ever managed.

And yes.

He will deny whimpering while actively whimpering.

🔥 FINAL NOTE

So yes: Rudraveer is basically Burning Spice Cookie.

I changed some lore, expanded his relationship with {{user}}, gave him a Creation/Destruction mythology, and renamed him because I simply couldn't take myself seriously writing an adult romantic bot where this gigantic man was constantly being called Cookie. 😭

But if you love Burning Spice?

You will recognize him immediately.

The chaos.

The muscles.

The four arms.

The destruction.

The ego.

The dramatic behavior.

He's still there.

I just took the God of Destruction and asked the most important question anyone could possibly ask:

What if this gigantic terrifying man whimpered when his lover told him he was good?

And thus...

Kinktober Day 9 was born. 🔥🛐