#chocolate-covered

[lovertm]

pop-tart light-switch & outlet covers by Zen Creations

[fullcravings]

Classic Chocolate Covered Pretzels

[ugly--cupcakes]

Chocolate Covered Strawberry Cupcakes

[likebreadandwine]

we have similar urges, you know. I give in to them more rarely, but I do give in. especially at holidays.

in a festive daze, when the house is full of cookies and chocolate and leftovers—cured meats and fine cheeses and chips and dips—I crave something sweet, then salty, then hearty and savoury, and it's all at my fingertips. I graze, all day long. I nibble. so many wonderful tastes, I can't help but to indulge the impulse. I dip biscuits in sweet, milky tea. I languidly bring chocolate-covered cherries to my mouth. I'm full and I feel like it, warm and satisfied.

but you, you have a hunger that far exceeds mine. I watch you, all day. I like to savour my small bites; you are voracious. it's not as if you don't enjoy your food—I know you do, the way you hum and groan and sigh between bites. it's just that you get carried away by a craving. like you can't be satisfied by one chocolate, you have to eat your way through the box.

after all this time, I still find myself counting what I've eaten, keeping track of how many sweets, how many slices of bread, stopping once I've reached some arbitrary, self-imposed limit. you never seem to count. (you leave that to me sometimes. you know I have a tally going in my head and you'll ask what the damage was after you've finished.) you never limit yourself.

you want something and you have it. even after your shirt has gotten snug and you have to arch your back to get comfortable and an ache settles across your stretched stomach—you want more and you have it. I watch you for a long time, not saying anything, but longing to touch you and wondering how it feels. I'm always wondering.

you're getting heavier, bigger, taking up more space, needing more to feel full, your appetite growing stronger. how does that feel?

I wonder, too, if you know what it does to me. you know some of it, and you take advantage: casually reaching up to some high shelf to tease me with a peek at your belly; making little comments about how I shouldn't keep all these snacks in the house, how you overdid it today, how you're getting fatter and it's my fault (you are and it is). all this, you know, will make me blush and squirm and look at you hungrily.

but I wonder if you know I feel a wave of pride when you spend a day shamelessly eating. if you know that I am affectionately cataloging all the changes to your softening body—the cheeks getting rounder, thighs more plush, the burgeoning swell of your belly and hips, the stretch marks blooming like spring crocuses. if you discern my stunned, joyous near-disbelief that you feel safe enough with me to abandon all inhibition. in fact, that you allow me to suggest (or cajole or demand) you have more when you're already filled to the brim and breathless.

you're so open to pleasure, so unguarded. I am in awe of you. and just when I feel myself resisting, scarcely able to believe that I am invited to participate in all this pleasure, I remind myself that when you want something, you have it.

and you have me. I'm yours in every way. I have never been so wanted.

[untitled-tmnt-blog]

Chocolate Covered Bananas is such a good girl.

(From @remedyturtles's Firefight)

[foodcravings]

(via Instagram)

[carefulkid]

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

[sweetoothgirl]

Chocolate Covered Espresso Spiced Pretzels

[daily-deliciousness]

Chocolate covered strawberry brownies

[barack-fa]

the girls found a stand that sells strawberries while looking for a spot to picnic at🌼🍓

This was made for the @shsl-islandmode-events 's dr art exchange event🤭 my prompt was Toko and Komaru having a picnic. It was a pleasure drawing for you, @shieldmonokuma ❤❤

[tomialtooth]

We know from Sims that everyone in the safehouse gets their paychecks through Adler. But does this include Bell? After all, Bell isn't really a team member, he just thinks he is. Was Bell collecting a real paycheck or were Park and Adler paying him in Monopoly money?

Did Park and Adler go up to their supervisors and be like "Yeah we need a bunch of money so we can pay a fake wage to our brainwashed Soviet operative so he doesn't suspect anything wrong" and the CIA just had to accept this? In the CIA's archives somewhere is there a budget allocation for the cost of paying Bell a pretend Salary? Did they collect all the money back after killing Bell?

If they gave Bell real money how freely was Bell able to spend it or did Adler say something like "I'm going to hold your paycheck for you Bell" and Bell just had to accept it because Adler is his friend and his boss and would never do him wrong? Was Bell paid the same amount as everyone else or was he given a pittance? Did Bell ever suspect anything was off? There are so many questions left unanswered here

[fullcravings]

5-Ingredient Healthy No-Bake Chocolate Covered Brownies

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

I literally forgot how badly they both got beat up by the Deadly Six before finally triumphing and sending them home but oh my word

Still, the way they're leaning on each other, hobbling to the door together, trying to make sure the other is alright, and still giving each other a fist bump despite being so obviously exhausted and hurt.

🥺💙💛

[ugly--cupcakes]

Chocolate Covered Strawberry Cupcakes

[sunnymainecoonx]

All I have to say is I had the most fun drawing the (technically) dark cream one

Uhh but I've been thinking a lot about my creatures lately...

[starryeyedjanai]

“Hey, where’d you buy these?” Eddie asks, finishing another chocolate-covered strawberry. They’re better than any he’s bought himself in the past.

“Oh,” Steve says. “I made them?”

Eddie freezes. “You made them?”

Steve nods, cheeks pink.

“Like, you bought strawberries and melted chocolate and then melted another chocolate to drizzle over top of them?” he asks, just to be sure he’s getting it right.

Steve nods again.

“Hmm, get over here.”

“Why?” Steve asks, already moving toward him.

“So I can kiss you,” Eddie says.

Steve grins as he reaches him and Eddie pulls him into a sticky, sweet kiss.