Sharing selfshipper (kinda) w/ Dark Choco
He/Him - Omnisexual
Fav crk characters:
Pure Vanilla, Dark Choco, Millennial Tree, Wind Archer, Time Keeper
Ao3: IdkHow2Read_ink
If you try to role-play with me I will rosiprocate but I'm rlly shy so be warned!
Can I get dark choco cuddling hcs plz? We got running fingers through his hair and tending to his wounds...now I wanna snuggle up against him. His chest or under his chin is the perfect place to rest your head.
Cuddling w/ Dark Choco
this is only partly related due to it being about dark choco but gooood you guys dont know how badly i need to see dark choco and dark cacao reconciling please oooooouuuugh im a sucker for broken family tropes where they both still care about one another to some extent
notes: gn any flavor cookie reader, short and sweet, please this man is so starved for affection but he doesnt allow himself to have it, written on mobile
cws: mentions of depression
Big. He's very big. He might not be as large as his father but god he's getting there, you're kind of glad he's done growing
And it's not just height either. He's broad, and he's no where near skinny. Not very soft... at least not now, I personally love the idea of him putting on some weight post COD. Healing weight, baby!!
He will never let himself be the little spoon. It's nothing to do with his size, it's all about the fact that he believes he doesn't deserve it- and that he's hardened. Why be soft and vulnerable now after everything he's done?
...but when he finally let's you hold him when you beg? You can feel the way he shivers under your arm.. he's grateful when you don't comment on it
He prefers to be the one holding you anyways. Protection.. power.. he prides himself on being strong. He can't turn back now. And sure, cuddling isn't like welding a sword but... its.. hard to describe...
Refuses to fall asleep like that until you're deep into your own dreams
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woooo trying to get this fic done while working on some art stuff on the side. i know this isnt going up until more than a month later but like. pray for me!
notes: gn any flavor cookie reader, youre both in COD, pre episode 13 post episode... 7? 8? idk. his run in with gingerbraves group. after that. i like to think their offer to have him side with them mightve made him feel a certain way at least for a little while, potential ooc, exploring a lull in the swords influence during this, reader has a nurse like role in the COD, you guys arent together but theres......... something, reader is disabled coded but like. Cookie disability, swear this one was going to be softer but alas i got carried away with the original idea and made it a little ouchy
word count: 2.2k
cws: mentions of injury and blood... jam..., brief and vague touch up on mental health
"You're not afraid of me?"
Dark Choco Cookie's words caught you off guard, the sound of his roughened voice hanging heavy in the airā¦ worn down, but the edges felt softer than usual. They weren't ripped through his teeth in his typical growl. If you were to relate it to a sound it'd be the soft and partially disappointed "ohā¦" a small child let's out when they're told they can't go out and play in the rain. Small and almostā¦ innocent.
But knowing the prince it was probably anything but innocent. Maybe he was offended that you were comfortable being so casual with him in the privacy of the infirmary. It wasn't his first time under your care. Far from it, actually, but the way his muscles held tense under your hands as you swiped a damp cloth across the tiny cuts slowly leaking bright red jam down his sharp shoulder blade- he'd already stripped off the clothing of his upper body, even before you had instructed him to so you could get a good look at his condition.
He looked like he'd been beaten. Bruises and faint cracks spider webbed across the surface of his dough,but he'd pull through. You've seen him drag himself in with worse- you still remember the gnarly cut stretched from the top of his forehead to his cheek, slashing out the eye. The image of pristine white sugary skull underneath never quite left your brain.
And maybe you were insane, but it looked like he'd been zapped a few times. Black smudgedā¦ somethingā¦ that could only be described as smelling burnt. Swiping it away only confirmed it once the blisters and razor thin cuts showed themselves. Burnt plastic, icing, and dough clung onto him.
The only noise in the infirmary asides from the faint raggedness of his breathing was the soft wet squelch of the wetted rag in your hand- the heat already slipped away from the fabric and freezing the tips of your fingers. If Dark Choco Cookie minded he didn't say anything about it; he was never one to voice out his complaints when it came to your care. The others? He was hardly so content. You've seen the attitude he slung towards Pomegranate Cookie's direction whenever she got on his back about something or another. Water trickled down the curves and dips of his muscular back as your grip on the cloth tightened.
"No, I'm not. You haven't given me a reason to be afraid," You finally muttered. It did nothing to break the awkwardness settling thickly in the herb scented air.
The rag is peeled off as you continue. "I know what you're about, it's not exactly a secret. Pomegranate Cookie really likes to throw it in your face whenever she's in one of herā¦" You click your teeth. "..moodsā¦"
No doubt it was going to get worse now that Dark Enchantress Cookie had fully returned in the dough. Whatever that meant for the future was unclear. All you knew was that she'd already set her sights on the Pure Vanilla Kingdom- a place you'd only heard in legend. But she was hellbent on finding it.
"And you don't come across as the kind of cookie that strikes down at the defenseless, no matter what you say." You examine the cut on the back of his shoulder. The bleeding had long since stopped. The wound vaguely smelled of chili peppers and the thought of the burn made your insides squirmed. It didn't matter to you what your comrades may have thought about you for not getting out and fighting for Dark Enchantress Cookie's cause; you were perfectly content with hanging back and dealing with the aftermath.
At least, it was mostly Licorice Cookie who seemed to get off on looking down at you for not being a fighter. Funny how his snide comments instantly died away as you smeared ointment on whatever nasty bite that wrapped around his ankle when his little henchmen went rouge.
"You always seem to go after people who can actually fight back, at least if your visits are anything to go off of," You mumbled softly. A glass vial found itself into your fingers and you screwed the cap off. The stench of medicinal herbs cut through the air as you dripped a few drops of the fluid into your palm, before smearing it over the slashes you had just cleaned. A twitch against your hand as he stiffened further. Perhaps it was mean spirited, but you always found yourself amused that even some of the hardest and toughest cookies in Dark Enchantress Cookie's forces were susceptible to flinching when come face to face with disinfectant.
"Speaking ofā¦ If you don't mind me asking- because it's been nipping at me since you walked inā¦ what happened? You look like you got zapped or something- your hair was standing up too.."
ā¦It still was, just a tiny bit.
Before you could think twice you ran your clean hand against the curve of the back of his skull. Faint nicks and raised scars caught against the crunchy dough. Another reminder that one of you was constantly on their feet and fighting.
A highly skilled warrior who happened to be a prince of a failing kingdom, and a cookie too fragile to step into the crossfires. It's not like you wanted to stand off to the side biding your time until some poor soul was sent your way to be tended to.
"ā¦There was a wizardā¦" He sounded so deadpan that you couldn't help but suck in a snicker.
"Oh yeah?"
Try as you might you couldn't stop the grin lacing itself into your words. You bite back the urge to ask if there was a unicorn too. A quiet hissing breath sucked between your clenched teeth as you caught the corner of his jaw flex.
"He usedā¦" His voice had regained its usual heaviness as his hands gripped at his knees. Maybe this made you a freak, but the thought of how muscular his legs were flashed in your mind. They were probably rippling, if his back and arms were anything to go off of.
ā¦
"Lightningā¦ magic," Dark Choco Cookie finally got out through gritted teeth. You pursed your lips.
You really didn't envy your comrades. Soundedā¦ like a hassle. If mind reading magic existed you'd probably get an earful at minimum for having such a mindset. Thankfully, as far as you knew, none of your allies couldā¦ though, you really didn't like how Dark Enchantress Cookie knew just what to say to keep everyone in line- at least going off the brief appearance she served everyone with when she justā¦ returnedā¦
"Well considering the fact you're still alive I'm assuming you've mostly dodged the strikes,"
Dark Choco Cookie grumbled in response.
"And I mean that sincerely, I don't think just anyone can avoid getting struck down like that, regardless of if the bolt was summoned. Witches know I'd instantly crumble before the bolt even had the chance to make it to the ground," You mumbled. You sweep your eyes over the scarred up dough of his back. Years and years of training and scuffles decorated him like the dozens of red candles set around the headquarters you and your comrades temporarily called home.
"Lucky for you, it doesn't look like the cuts from that are too deepā¦ actually asides from the burns they don't look nearly as bad as one might think- either that wizard wasn't all that strong orrrā¦."
A strong pat on his back returned a sort of semi hollow semi solid sound. Built. Sturdy. Made sense given the general descriptions of the cookies that made up the Dark Cacao Kingdom- at least from the whispers you've heard. You never had it in you to ask Dark Choco Cookie about his upbringing in the Dark Cacao Kingdom. It's not that he forbade the topic or shut it down when the name of his homeland was utteredā¦ its justā¦
He seemed like he was grieving something, directly contradicting the words he hissed through the sharp click of his teeth when he gritted them in the face of the scrutiny of others.
You'd probably never know the whole story of what happened in the castle walls the night the news of his betrayal snapped through the frozen air.
"They had a healerā¦ he uhā¦"
You don't remember the last time you've heard uncertainty in his tone. You don't think you ever have actually.
"ā¦Had a crownā¦" The prince's thick fingers reached towards the top of his head and clutched around nothing before heavily falling back to his side. So expressive!
"Kind of nuts for the enemy to heal you-"
"He pat my back,"
"Ah, so healing magic," You mumbled. Honestly it sounded handy. Perhaps you could look into it during your lonelier days in the infirmary. "Well regardless, it looked like he only really stopped the cracking a little bit. Not that they were life threateningā¦ I bet he really only took the edge off," Your eyes landed on the back of his head. When did you hand go from trying to flatten out the remaining frizz to resting on the curve of his shoulder? You pulled your fingers away and settle backwards onto the cot. Uncomfortable but it got the job done.
"You probably could have gotten away with just cleaning the wounds yourself, none of them are reallyā¦ bad badā¦ and I bet you could've reached them,"
It's not that you were tired of his presence, even if he sometimesā¦ a lot of the timeā¦ brought a sort of vibe to spaces he pushed himself into. Like a brooding cloud swallowing all the light. He definitely felt like the concept personified.
It made you worry.
It made you worry a lot, actually.
"What I mean to say is-"
Finally he looked at you over his shoulder. Piercing. Intense. Brimming with thought even through the tired and glazed look. You don't think the dark rings under his eyes ever went away, let along fade. It made your mouth feel dry and tacky. Chalky. The textured meat of your tongue squirmed helplessly against the saliva slickened smoothness of your molars. Dark Choco Cookie's eye only flicked once to your throat to catch the brief flex.
"ā¦was there something else you wanted? Talkā¦ checkā¦ anything?"
What a way to show off your care and bedside manners.
The cot rocked back and forth as Dark Choco Cookie started to turn his body, the poor metal legs of the thing creaking pathetically under your combined weight. It may have been an inappropriate moment to think about it, but you'd probably do some good with getting new cots. Maybe you could convince everyone to invest in some proper beds for the space. At the very least you could get Licorice Cookie on his side. You've never heard someone complain so much about being uncomfortable-
"..No." The prince's mouth held in a tight line as he stared hard at your face. Had the usual hardness of his eye been there you don't think you'd be able to keep as stillā¦ not that you weren't squirming.
Could you be blamed? The size difference was insane. He was massive and built study, and a high tolerance for pain- or at least an impossibly high drive to keep going. If the hushed whispers from the others told you anything, it was that he was highly skilled in combat as well. The sword he kept so close propped its heavy weight within arms reach.
You never gave it much thought but the gem embedded into it glowed cold. Even just glancing at it for a moment made goosebumps tear across the back of your neck.
If he wanted to, Dark Choco Cookie could silence you in an instant; and you'd never even have the chance to fight back. Even if you weren't baked brittle- even if you had even an ounce of knowledge on self defense- the idea of snapping clean through your ankles in an attempt to duck under his arm flashed across your head. It wouldn't be impossible. You'd crack over less.
But his eye was soft. It contained none of the frozen glare the strawberry red gem of the sword held.
Soft, but heavy. Intense as he picked apart every detail of your face- every wrinkle that deepened by the second in your tiny little spiral, the same ones that softened despite the brief moment of fear.
If he wanted to hurt you he would have done so already, he was never one to toy around and intimidate like this. Dark Choco Cookie always got to the point- and you swear on everything you saw something akin to sadness swallowing up the usual calculated sharpness.
For the moment, he was neither prince nor warrior. Banished or not. He looked like a little kid who wanted to go home.
Before you could even think to pry him to talk Dark Choco Cookie rose to his feet- hands already fumbling with the dark outer clothing he had shed, slipped back onto him with loose precision. Not even half a second later his torn up knuckled found the sword and tugged it close to his side.
"ā¦Thank you," He muttered lowly as his broad back turned to you- and just like that he was already retreating.
If it weren't the first time he ever thanked you for your services you'd be able to snap yourself out of your shock and follow after him.
ā¦But he didn't seem like he wanted to be followed- and for one reason or another, it made the insides of your ribs ache.
The idea is that the reader is from the vanilla kingdom and they both met eachother while one ancient was visiting the other. Basically: childhood friends -> Choco Banishment -> reunion (maybe reader found Dark Choco injured & they didnāt recognize him at first?) -> confessing feelings -> lovers
If this is way too specific Iām sorry!!!
(No this isnāt the same anon thatās just describing their oc not at aš„)
ā Over and Over Again ā Dark Choco x Reader Fic ā
Genre: Bittersweet (Angst/Fluff) || They/them pronouns for reader || Warning for light discussion of injury
A face once softened by youthful dough lay before you, the years etched into his face making him almost unrecognizable. Physically he was no different, but he bore with him the exhaustion and strife that came with fending for yourself. You remember when Dark Choco Cookie was a shy face you'd see poking from behind his father's legs during meetings with the Ancients. When the two of you would let the adult conversations slip right over your heads, running around a garden or down long hallways. Those bright ruby eyes weren't bright anymore, the only one you could see was dull with resolution
You'd stumbled across his current resting post by complete accident, but you were beyond glad that you did. You'd found nasty jam stains in the snow, leading to an injured Dark Choco. You had pitched a tent and quickly gave him first aid, but even after a few days of resting, he'd barely spoken to you. There was too much to say. Dark Choco's eyes were off to the side as he sat up in the floor bed you made for him, bandages around his waist and left shoulder. You decided to break the silence "Dark Choco Cookie?"
The Cookie looked up, just as you'd predicted he would. Saying that name again felt almost foreign when applied to this Cookie. It was him, it couldn't be anyone else, and yet he felt further from you than ever. You cleared your throat a bit "Are you feeling any better today?". Dark Choco nodded "Yes. Thank you again. But I have to continue my travels soon"
You felt your heart sink into your stomach. He was leaving? Already? No, no- you had just gotten him back, he couldn't-... but was he even yours to keep to begin with? You swallowed hard, having to take a deep breath to keep your emotions stuffed down. "I really think you need more rest. That wound was deep, if you go out in the cold it'll only get infected". "I've risked worse" Dark Choco said flatly "But if I don't get on the move now, I'll lose progress"
"If you do move, you might open it back up" You countered, voice getting more stern "It won't hurt to take another day or so off". "Yes, it will" Dark Choco insisted, also getting annoyed "You wouldn't understand that. Just let me go, I can take care of myself". "I'd believe you if I didn't find you bleeding out in the snow less than a week ago!" You countered sharply "You clearly need help!". "Not from you" Dark Choco hissed before he could stop himself
You felt your words catch, temporarily stunned. A part of you argued you should've expected this, but the other, the one that couldn't bear to see the sight of Dark Choco's jam ever again, took over completely. "I'm the only one out here for miles" You snapped "Do you really hate seeing me again that badly?! You might crumble out there, Dark Choco Cookie!"
For once, no reply came. Your anger only grew at his blank expression, until he spoke againā carefully, and with a softer voice than before. "You shouldn't be wasting supplies on me. I'll be fine" He muttered. You sighed, feeling the anger dissolve a little "You should know better than anyone that I won't do that. You're not just any Cookie, Dark Choco. I'm... glad to be able to help you"
Silence engulfed the room. The only sound was the wind blowing in soft waves outside and your own breathing. Dark Choco was the one to break it this time. "I could never hate you" He said "Not for anything". You almost felt dizzy with how light the words made you feel. You stepped closer to where he was resting, sitting on the ground before his bed. "Neither could I" You admitted
"You wouldn't be blamed if you did" Dark Choco responded "The things I've done since we last saw each other..." he looked down at the hand that he uses to weild his sword "What I've helped others do... I'm not the same Cookie you knew back then". "And that's why you want me to just forget about you?" You asked. Dark Choco almost wilted at your perceptiveness, nodding slightly "I doubt, if you knew, that you'd want anything to do with me now"
"That's my choice" You told him, softly. He looked up, meeting your eyes. They had just a hint of that softness in their deep red depths, and you scooted a little closer to him. "Whatever you've done, Dark Choco, it doesn't matter to me" You said "The only thing I've wanted these past few years is to see you. When I heard about your exile, I-" You choked up a bit "I thought I'd never talk to you again. Never laugh with you, or sit by you, or... tell you that... that I-"
Your words were cut off when a hand reached your cheek. Dark Choco was looking at you with a thoughtful expression. "I've thought over and over again on what I'd say to you if I could. And if we have to part ways after this, then I need to say it now" You continued, trying to keep strong. "I do too" Dark Choco admitted "But you can start us off"
You nodded a bit, taking in a breath. Now or never. It felt too soon and not soon enough, and your mouth opened to backtrack out of it. But when you saw him waiting for you, patience focused entirely on your words, you stopped. He deserved to know the truth, even if nothing would come of it. You gently squeezed his wrist. "I love you, Dark Choco Cookie. I have for a very long time"
Dark Choco didn't have time to school his expression, his face immediately turning to shock. You pulled back, leaning out of his hand "I'm sorry, I know that's a lot. But I couldn't hold it any longer" You muttered awkwardly "If you have to leave, I just wanted you to know that". "Wait-" Dark Choco began, his hand catching your shoulder "Please". You turned around, a spark of hope in your chest "Yes?"
"I... I never knew you felt this way" Dark Choco said slowly "If I did then maybe we could've..." he trailed off. "We?" You asked. Dark Choco's eyes met yours again, his cheeks a dark hue. "I never wanted to risk anything between us" He replied "But your bravery makes me feel like there could be no better time. I... love you, too". "You're serious?" You couldn't help but ask. Dark Choco squeezed your shoulder a bit "I am. And now that you know it, I don't know what to do"
"Stay" You said quickly before clearing your throat "Please. You need the rest, and it seems like we have a lot more to talk about than we thought. We can take it as slow as you like". Dark Choco considered it for a moment, looking at the bandages on his waist and the blanket surrounding it. It was better than being in the cold for sure, and more importantly, it meant another night where he wouldn't be without you. His hand slipped onto yours, holding firmly. "Then it's settled. I'll stay"
I'm more than certain I've said this before-or something similar- but the idea is so... sweet to me:
Consider, the evoulution of running your fingers through dark chocos hair.
imagine you sink your fingers into his scalp while hes still a part of COD-- feeling the way he tenses around your fingers. not because it hurts, but because hes so unused to feeling such tenderness. he doesnt think he deserves it, not with the way he was raised. not with the acts hes committed. how could you be so gentle with someone such as him? does he not scare you? does the sword not intimidate you? does the muscle wrapped around his dough not get the point across that he could put you in the ground with his bare hands if he desired it? how dare you not cower?
on his worst days he might pull his head away from your fingers if the sickly coil in his throat becomes too much.
but after he leaves the COD? its not an instantly change, its slow. but something is... different. he doesnt freeze under your fingers like he used to. he doesnt pull away, he doesnt sigh in resignition. he sighs like something has been taken from him, like he can finally accept this without feeling like he has to earn it or endure it with guilt.
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Another continuation of @randomblockofcheese story also vanilla fudge their oc is in it
The two lovers lad under their tent. Dark choco was fast asleep while royalberry was up just questioning if this was really real.......he was worried that this was all a dream, and that he'll wake up alone again. But it was real......dark choco was his finally his man, his person, his greatest love.....they didn't have to hide anymore they could just live. And he was excited for it they could have the life they always wanted long walks through their garden, quiet breakfast together, and just falling asleep in each other's arms. It was going to be his and no one can stop them now not dark cacao not the guards not even his own mother. He kissed dark choco goodnight and fell asleep under the stars with him. The next day they awoke and started to get going again, their plan was to get the vanilla kingdom and started a new life together there. Get jobs maybe change their names, but that was the future first they need to get there. It was a long journey there, but it was good they saw so many beautiful things and best of all they were together in it. Then finally they got to the vanilla kingdom and vanilla fudge was waiting for them
Vanilla fudge: so the love birds finally made it
Dark choco: yes we made it
Royalberry: it was a long journey ok
Vanilla fudge: ok sorry but hey you got here on time
Dark choco: wait there was a time limit
Vanilla fudge: no I'm only pulling your leg
Royalberry: please stop we just got here after running away from home....
A couple months later they had gotten jobs and had just bought a house in cash. surprisingly the housing prices were cheap in the vanilla kingdom most because of the dark flour war.......it made a lot of people leave the kingdom. But now it was getting back on it's feet and it was trying to get people to move there. But now it was a morning in their lives and they awoke next to each other
Dark choco: good morning dear
He said in a sleepy voice
Royalberry: good morning my lovely other half
Royalberry always with the funny nicknames.....he loved them......
Dark choco: hehe you know I love those nicknames
Royalberry: yeah and that's why use them
They both got out of bed and, they had a quiet breakfast together ,and they got ready for work
Royalberry: have a good day at work dear
Dark choco: have a good day at work to you too dear
They kissed before going to work
royalberry became a math tutor because after years of running his kingdom for his mother made he surprisely good at math, and dark choco became a instructor of the art of the sword even though most of his clients were rich snobs but most of the kids were nice. Later in the afternoon they both got off of work and they greeted each other when they got home at the same time
Dark choco: hello dear just getting home
Royalberry: oh hello dear are you just getting home and yes I'm just getting home
Dark choco: well good thing we can do some gardening together
Royalberry: well then sounds lovely dear
They started to walk through theirs garden just talking about whatever. then they sat down in front of a flower bed and started to weed out some weeds and trimming damaged leafs, and stems just humming happily together. soon they moved to the tomato plants they were growing well the tomatoes would be ready to harvest soon. eventually they got though the whole garden. Then they when inside and made themselves dinner. It was stew with some meat, vegetables, and seasonings, with the side of grilled cheese sandwiches. It was delicious, the stew had a physically balanced savory flavor, and the grilled cheese sandwich was wonderfully crunchy, and the cheese melted in theirs mouths.
Later they laid in bed together cuddling in each other's arms , and talked about theirs plans for the future
Dark choco: dear may I ask do we have any plans for the future like you know marriage, the possibility of kids, and all that stuff
Royalberry: well I don't think we have any plans for that yet but we could make one
Dark choco: like what
Royalberry: well it's probably a bit to early for marriage or kids but I always dreamed of our wedding day and having kids with you
Dark choco: yeah it's a bit early for that but how would we even have kids well since we're both men
Royalberry: well I bet we could find a spell your dad had to had you someway and we could always adopt
Dark choco: yeah there are kids that need good homes
Royalberry: and about the wedding I always thought you would look adorable in a wedding dress
Dark choco blush at those words only making him somehow even cuter
Dark choco:......well we could always talk about it when the time comes up
Royalberry: yeah we'll talk about it later but let's sleep I'm tied
Dark choco: yeah I'm tired too let's sleep
They slowly fell asleep in each other's arms. In theirs warm bed safe finally not hiding finally not scared
Yeah now I want to do their wedding and dark choco will be in a wedding dress and HollyBerry and dark cacao are going to come uninvited......also the brainworms are telling me to do something with the magical pregnancy idea
New HC abt Dark Choco & Vanilla Fudge + Royal Berry
Heyyy guys I know I said I was gonna post a t4t smutshot of Dark Choco x Red Velvet, buuuuttt that is gonna have to be pushed back.
I would use the excuse that exams are screwing me over, but they are not, I'm actually pretty confident in myself! (Still nervous tho lol)
I just wasn't feeling up to it, I got stuck on a plot hole/bug and it made me sad so I walked away!
Anyway heres some suff abt my oc and the other princes cus I just love my self insert/oc
Dark Choco and Vanilla Fudge had always known each other existed, but were never able to see each other often due to their distances apart.
Vanilla Fudge had bandages over his eyes to prevent him from looking at others, which confused Royal Berry and Dark Choco when they first met as children, but both of them were given a small pep talk by their parent's to be respectful.
Eventually Vanilla Fudge proved that he could keep his eyes closed without the need for bandages, which made him look a lot more sane and less like he was injured. He had a staff just like Pure Vanilla's to help him see, except his was a sunflower where all the seeds were eyes. (Fine to look at from a distance but when others realise they are all eyes it freaks them out)
There had only been one time in their childhood where Vanilla Fudge had opened his eyes around them, and it was when Dark Choco fell down the stairs so hard it broke his arm. Vanilla Fudge and Royal Berry were the only ones around, and the meeting room their parent's were in was on the other side of the castle, so Vanilla Fudge prepared his magic and opened his eyes, letting the magic sink into Dark Choco's body.
Dark Choco and Royal Berry adore Pure Vanilla. Vanilla Fudge knows this, and has felt even more grateful for the life he has.
Wow I am so tired for some reason See you guys another day!
Another continuation of @randomblockofcheese story also vanilla fudge their oc is in it
The two lovers lad under their tent. Dark choco was fast asleep while royalberry was up just questioning if this was really real.......he was worried that this was all a dream, and that he'll wake up alone again. But it was real......dark choco was his finally his man, his person, his greatest love.....they didn't have to hide anymore they could just live. And he was excited for it they could have the life they always wanted long walks through their garden, quiet breakfast together, and just falling asleep in each other's arms. It was going to be his and no one can stop them now not dark cacao not the guards not even his own mother. He kissed dark choco goodnight and fell asleep under the stars with him. The next day they awoke and started to get going again, their plan was to get the vanilla kingdom and started a new life together there. Get jobs maybe change their names, but that was the future first they need to get there. It was a long journey there, but it was good they saw so many beautiful things and best of all they were together in it. Then finally they got to the vanilla kingdom and vanilla fudge was waiting for them
Vanilla fudge: so the love birds finally made it
Dark choco: yes we made it
Royalberry: it was a long journey ok
Vanilla fudge: ok sorry but hey you got here on time
Dark choco: wait there was a time limit
Vanilla fudge: no I'm only pulling your leg
Royalberry: please stop we just got here after running away from home....
A couple months later they had gotten jobs and had just bought a house in cash. surprisingly the housing prices were cheap in the vanilla kingdom most because of the dark flour war.......it made a lot of people leave the kingdom. But now it was getting back on it's feet and it was trying to get people to move there. But now it was a morning in their lives and they awoke next to each other
Dark choco: good morning dear
He said in a sleepy voice
Royalberry: good morning my lovely other half
Royalberry always with the funny nicknames.....he loved them......
Dark choco: hehe you know I love those nicknames
Royalberry: yeah and that's why use them
They both got out of bed and, they had a quiet breakfast together ,and they got ready for work
Royalberry: have a good day at work dear
Dark choco: have a good day at work to you too dear
They kissed before going to work
royalberry became a math tutor because after years of running his kingdom for his mother made he surprisely good at math, and dark choco became a instructor of the art of the sword even though most of his clients were rich snobs but most of the kids were nice. Later in the afternoon they both got off of work and they greeted each other when they got home at the same time
Dark choco: hello dear just getting home
Royalberry: oh hello dear are you just getting home and yes I'm just getting home
Dark choco: well good thing we can do some gardening together
Royalberry: well then sounds lovely dear
They started to walk through theirs garden just talking about whatever. then they sat down in front of a flower bed and started to weed out some weeds and trimming damaged leafs, and stems just humming happily together. soon they moved to the tomato plants they were growing well the tomatoes would be ready to harvest soon. eventually they got though the whole garden. Then they when inside and made themselves dinner. It was stew with some meat, vegetables, and seasonings, with the side of grilled cheese sandwiches. It was delicious, the stew had a physically balanced savory flavor, and the grilled cheese sandwich was wonderfully crunchy, and the cheese melted in theirs mouths.
Later they laid in bed together cuddling in each other's arms , and talked about theirs plans for the future
Dark choco: dear may I ask do we have any plans for the future like you know marriage, the possibility of kids, and all that stuff
Royalberry: well I don't think we have any plans for that yet but we could make one
Dark choco: like what
Royalberry: well it's probably a bit to early for marriage or kids but I always dreamed of our wedding day and having kids with you
Dark choco: yeah it's a bit early for that but how would we even have kids well since we're both men
Royalberry: well I bet we could find a spell your dad had to had you someway and we could always adopt
Dark choco: yeah there are kids that need good homes
Royalberry: and about the wedding I always thought you would look adorable in a wedding dress
Dark choco blush at those words only making him somehow even cuter
Dark choco:......well we could always talk about it when the time comes up
Royalberry: yeah we'll talk about it later but let's sleep I'm tied
Dark choco: yeah I'm tired too let's sleep
They slowly fell asleep in each other's arms. In theirs warm bed safe finally not hiding finally not scared
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Same anon as the previous blog before and as I said earlier...glad I found your blog! Hmmmm may I request dark choco x y/n? Like recent version of dark choco?
I hope this is fine, but a good reminders to everyone to eat well and drink water!
Can I get some general smut headcanons for dark choco cookie? Sorry if itās not specific enough
ćno no sweetness, this is okay. All I need is a little sin š also sorry about it being short, my mind went blank with dark choco. Still new at writing him lolć
Dark Choco isn't really an intimate person at first, he's quite skiddish on the idea of it all.
Really he was raised into thinking they you werenāt supposed to have sex until after marriage. When he grew to be a teenager, his father started to try and arrange marriages for his son so that he could breed, and being a heir to continue their bloodline.
That being said, he doesnāt think that it would be a bad idea if you were to want that before then, but again. Skiddish.
but once he learns to get into it, thst's where the fun stuff starts.
at this point, when heās being thrown into this new world, he's all about finding his inner freak and trying to satisfy you.
first, he learns that heās a āmaking loveā type person off top. He doesnāt like to be rough all the time, unless you really want it.
Heās very soft with his loverās body, as though they were made of glass. Heās aware that heās pretty strong and he doesnāt want to hurt you.
When he left a small bruise on their thigh once, he started to freak out. Panicking, trying to calm the swelling with ice.
You gotta reassure him that youāre okay a lot. Communication is key with him.
Heāll get better over time. Much like a fine wine, heāll age into this sinful act as he learns more about you.
He turns into somewhat of an experimentalist. He wants to try new things to get to know himself as well.
That old confident side of him comes out with dominance. Stroke his ego a little. Make him feel loved.
His princely authoritarian figure can come through when he gives you things to do, like when he commands you to spread your legs open for him, he has this aura thatāsā¦ dark and luxurious to say the least.
Foreplay freak.
Loves to kiss your neck, shoulders, your collarbone. Really anywhere that can make you squeal.
Ride this manās thighs. When he has you positioned upright on his thigh as heās kissing your collarbone, bounce a little. He gets the shivers.
If you donāt do what he says, or if youāre being bratty, there isnāt a better way in his eyes to punish you than to make you sit on his cock.
When you pout and moan about not being able to move, he just smiles and bounces you maybe a couple times.
Likes to manhandle. He learns that the more control over you he has, the more pleasure he gets.
He loves to hold you, make you do all these positions that will leave you the most aroused and slightly embarrassed in his presence.
Not really into degrading names. He has sweet pet names for you that he uses, like sweetheart or dear.
His heart yearns for your touch. It swells at the thought. Heās not gonna show it though, youāll have to reel it out of him. ā„ļø
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