#chocolate master

[gina025]

And I was there wondering if he’d ever make a chocolate house…

[gina025]

I applaud him

how?? just how?

[carefulkid]

I Can't Put My Frylock on It...

[choochooboss]

POV: the chocolate was a gift from you!

My contribution to the @pokemagma art collab event from last month!

[redriots0]

A Literal Snack

Summary: “Close your eyes,” he requested. Adding with a raise of his eyebrows, “and open your mouth.” One-shot where Rick finds chocolate after you’ve offhandedly requested it.

Word count: 782

CW: fluff/suggestive

Rick Grimes x Original Character (Female, Male or Non-Binary)

Cross-posted on AO3.

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“Hey, Y/N, there ya are. I’ve been looking for you. Found something this morning that I think you’ll like.”

You whirled around, startled by the deep voice of Rick, the resident sheriff’s deputy turned farmer turned all round bad ass. You had been contributing to your daily tasks in a quieter section of the community, content to work at your own pace and under your own direction.

“Close your eyes,” he requested. Adding with a raise of his eyebrows, “and open your mouth.”

Your eyebrows raised in response at his command, the corner of your mouth turning up slightly at the innuendo. Your eyes flickered between his, gauging whether to trust him. After the moment’s hesitation, you nodded slightly, allowing your eyes to close. Your lower lip parted from the top, tongue covering your lower teeth.

At that point, you can feel and hear rather than see Rick stepping closer to you. One hand clasps your chin, his thumb and index fingers angling your chin upward. The other hand parts your lips slightly as something is placed ever so gently on your tongue. His hands linger before withdrawing.

Eyes shut, the sensation of what had hit your tongue began to hit you. A wave of sweetness began to dance along your taste buds, enveloping them in a velvety embrace. Your eyes flutter open with the excitement that takes its hold, twisting your face in delight as you lock eyes with Rick.

Careful to not waste any, you cover your mouth as you exclaim. “Where the heck did you get chocolate?” You ask, Rick’s grin showing how pleased he was with himself and your reaction. He shrugs nonchalantly. “Found it on the run this morning. Whaddya think?” Smooth bastard, he must have heard your whining to Maggie earlier that week about ‘missing chocolate the most in this apocalypse thing’. Mind you, if you remembered correctly, you also said you missed ‘mind-blowing sex and a decent but smutty novel.’

Your eyes flutter close briefly again to enjoy the sensation on your tongue. “Jesus Christ, Rick. This is practically orgasmic!” As they reopen, you catch the faint blush tinging his cheeks and the tips of his ears. “It’s been sooo long since I’ve had chocolate. Have you tried it?” He shook his head, proffering the remaining pieces of chocolate bar to you. “Nah. I was gonna save it for Carl to have.”

“Fuck that, some things should be saved for the adults,” you giggle, grabbing the bar. “Your turn,” you murmur, stepping closer to him once again, “to close your eyes and open your mouth.” Once again, you don’t miss the slight tinge to his cheeks, but you definitely don’t miss the darkness that flashes across his features before he obeys.

You take the remaining piece, placing it into his open mouth upon his tongue, thumb brushing his lips as you withdraw. You watch as his features too change as the flavours hit him of a decadence that had been too long since last tasted. You’re hyper aware of your breathing whilst this close to him, but you are mesmerised as his eyebrows knit together, tongue swirling the chocolate around his mouth with a slight.. was that a grunt or a moan?

Catching himself by surprise with that, he began to grin sheepishly, eyes opening to find you in his space watching him with thinly veiled delight. Absentmindedly, his hand raised to brush a lock that had fallen in front of your face. The touch wasn’t out of place for Rick- he always found a way to touch you in this absentminded way, whether a hand on the small of your back to guide you, or a touch on the arm to get your attention.

This felt different. And as his eyes once again locked with yours, you could tell he felt it too. Here you both were, within a foot of the other, having shared some sweet treats. Rick inclined his head downwards, one hand falling to rest on your waist, eyes trailing the small gap between your bodies.

He leaned down further, his warmth radiating through your body. You almost started when he spoke- you forgot that you were both capable of speech at this point.

“Well, Y/N… with a reaction like that, I’m going to make it my own personal mission to find you a ‘smutty book’… whatever that means.”

He winked a blue eye at you, and you smiled coyly in response.

“And then, together, we can maybe look at working on the whole ‘mind-blowing sex’ thing.”

Your reply was simple, but with confidence. “Get me that novel, and we’ll see just how we go with the mind-blowing sex.”

[alecz-obssesionz]

No new art as I'm getting a little busy with school and personal stuff, but I remembered I had this old shitpost LMAO [I should redraw it someday...]

[hakunoknight]

two lesbians both alike in dignity, but one can't be trusted in the kitchen and the other is a professional sweets maker.

original

[highoncatfood]

posts these and goes back to my frozen wasteland

[miramarcian]

Late as always 🫶

I made something for Valentine's Day, but I didn't have time to post it. 🩷🤎💛🩷🤎💛🩷🤎💛

💛🤎🩷I hope you had a good day yesterday🩷🤎💛

Attempt to make a pun, goes wrong ❤️‍🔥

(They are using the colors of Sentret and Sentret shiny, just because I associate Ingo with Sentret(?)

[a-moon-eclipsed]

who was going to tell me that the chocolate guy was judging the new dessert masterchef show??? omg???!!

[gina025]

Real-life Wonka

[krakengoggles]

Slime Rancher Emmet with Freight the Chandelure, Monorail the Eelektross, Vinegar the Joltik and Fero the Tabby Slime. All getting ready to farm some Slimes.

Emmets outfit is based on his Rancher uniform in my fic: Subway Master to Slime Rancher. This includes the Portal 2 boots.

This is my first time drawing with a drawing tablet, this took way too long to draw.

[yume-fame]

While I am attempting to get my shit together, have one of the few other drawings i've actually colored but done no shading on. this was an Emmet i did back in February for valentines day. there WAS going to be an Ingo but uh...i got real busy,,,, so for now, enjoy this as i continue to slowly post the pics i have in my backlog.

bonus of Ingo being a menace under the cut:

[little-bumblebeeee]

He can master my dungeon 😵‍💫

(FYI, all these gifs were either from pinterest or my friend sent them to me, other than the one I used before I changed the post to remove it, a gif made by @kwistowee that I found off pinterest and didn't see the watermark.)

[decodedlvr]

I need to watch this interview again. The happiness i get from it, is unbearable 🥲

[moonfang256]

Dreams about Deltarune (Part 8)

The following dream seems to be a continuation of the previous one that I showed in the previous post:

I’ve called this dream:

“Confrontation”

This dream started with me and Kris in their room inside Castle Town, but we weren't actually there, we were inside their mind. They were pretty upset that I had intruded into their nightmare, when they were at their most vulnerable moment.

That's what they told me, but I didn't respond.

Apparently they trapped me in their mind and left me in this deplorable state. The least I did was to move the chains a bit and continue crying silently about the situation. I felt like a wolf caught in a trap, accepting its fate at the hands of the hunter, waiting for the final blow, but they did nothing.

Seeing me like that seemed to have affected them greatly, because they immediately calmed down, changed their expression to a sad-hurtful one, and said nothing more. It seemed like they didn't like what they were doing very much, and perhaps what hurt them most was the fact I didn't even try to escape, fight or do anything with them, despite being completely under their control. It was like watching a reflection of themselves in me, which is ironic considering that in real life I’m someone like Kris.

This is going to be a bit long, but let me give you the context (venting coming):

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Throughout my life, I’ve gone through many bad and strong experiences. Somewhat similar to those the Deltarune’s characters had and are going through now:

And despite everything, I identify and empathize more with Kris for the things I’ll tell below:

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It’s for things like these that I can’t hate or blame Kris for what they do, because as far as I’m concerned, I adore this apple-pie gremlin. I want to comfort and be there for them when they need it. I know they might also have megalomaniacal tendencies, but I’ve the tools to handle it and pacify the heck out of them if necessary (I already did it with Flowey in Undertale, they'll be next).

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Now, you might be wondering: How did it all end?

The answer is in the next and last dream that I’ll show, since it seems that Kris repented, spared me, cut the chains and asked me to show them more calmly what I want from them.

(I guess it's not easy to face someone who could be your freaky mirror self, but different).