#dark choco & reader

[bonsiii-art]

A late Christmas art batch: Anon under the mistletoe! I'm not gonna lie to y'all, I was highly debating whether to post these at all since I kept flip flopping on ideas while trying to rush getting this done before the year ends. :.) So, I hope these ended up looking okay! Happy Holidays!! (╯▽╰ )

[nyuian]

random doodle that i'm too lazy to clean up properly felt cozy though,,

[yasashii-leaf]

[narxcisse]

— How they express their love.

– With: Shadow Milk, Burning Spice, Pure Vanilla, Dark Cacao, Clotted Cream, Espresso, Madeleine, Dark Choco, Black Sapphire, Red Velvet and Smoked Cheese.

– CW: none, I guess- + This is a gift for a friend who loves mischaracterization- This may not be 100% accurate because of that.

– Legendaries ver. here!

— A/N: Remember, requests are open! You can read my pinned post for more information. (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

— English isn't my native language.

— Shadow Milk

Love, to him, is a game—dangerous, dizzying, but always sincere behind the mask.

He’ll pull you into illusions, only to break them with a whisper of, “But this… this moment is real.”

He expresses affection in riddles, teasing smirks, and elaborate performances meant only for your eyes.

But in the quiet, when the lights fade, he rests his head in your lap like a tired actor offstage.

— Burning Spice

He doesn’t say “I love you.” He fights for you, bleeds for you, burns for you.

His love is fierce, raw—every touch is searing, every look charged with fire.

You’ll find it in the way he always places himself between you and danger, even if he jokes, “Don’t get soft on me.”

He teaches you how to wield strength, and admires when you stand tall next to him.

When he wraps his arms around you in the dead of night, heat humming beneath his dough, that’s when you hear it—“You’re the only calm I don’t want to destroy.”

— Pure Vanilla

His love is gentle and unwavering, like sunlight through stained glass.

He tends to your wounds, physical or not, with hands that tremble when you’re hurting.

He doesn’t need grand gestures; a quiet cup of tea with you, a moment of silence holding hands, is enough.

Still, he writes you letters when he misses you... Even if you’re just in the next room.

He looks at you like you’re something sacred. “In a world full of darkness, you are the reason I still choose to believe in light.”

— Dark Cacao

He’s not vocal with affection—but his love is a mountain: unmoving, unshakeable, ever-present.

He shows it in how he ensures your safety first in battle, how his presence silently lingers near you during hardship.

When he places his hand on your shoulder, it says more than a dozen confessions.

Sometimes, when the fire dies low and his armor is set aside, he’ll let you rest your head against his chest, his arms wrapped around you.

“You are my strength… not a weakness. Never a weakness.”

— Clotted Cream

Love, for him, is elegance—a strategic offer of heart amidst diplomacy and perfection.

He shows it in quiet moments, in the way his gloved fingers trace yours absentmindedly.

He ensures you are heard, defended, and respected in rooms full of power.

But in private, he lets the smile fall—soft, vulnerable, real.

“You are my sanctuary. When I speak to you, I don’t need to calculate my words.”

— Espresso

He shows love in acts of service—staying up all night to make your favorite brew just right.

You catch him putting your books back in order or scribbling your name into the margins of his notes.

He’ll scoff at romance, but his voice lowers when he calls your name, and his eyes soften when you enter the room.

He always makes space beside him for you, even in the most cramped of libraries.

“You are the one variable in life I will never seek to solve—only understand.”

— Madeleine

He loves like a knight from the old tales—dramatically, sincerely, and entirely.

Every chance he gets, he sings your praises, literally and figuratively.

He brings you flowers, recites sonnets (even if badly), and beams whenever you laugh.

When his guard lowers, he clings to you like the world finally makes sense.

“With you beside me, my light shines brighter. And I would guard yours with my life.”

— Dark Choco

He loves like someone who’s terrified to lose again.

He’ll hesitate, falter, but still offer you his hand, his broken heart.

He expresses it in protection, in the way his eyes always scan the room when you’re near.

When he trusts you enough to let you hold him, it means everything.

“I am… flawed. Tainted. But if I can protect you, maybe there’s still something good in me.”

— Black Sapphire

He flirts with the world, but reserves truth for you.

Behind the smooth-talking and half-smiles, he lets you see the silence—where real feeling lives.

He always has some gossip to tell you in the middle of the night before going to sleep, his voice a low murmur while he draws you closer to him, not wanting to be away from you.

He always knows how you feel before you speak, and shows up when you need him most.

“You’re the only script I never want to rewrite.”

— Red Velvet

Love to him is responsibility and loyalty—it’s consistency.

He’s softest when he’s with the Cake Hounds and you. You’re part of his family.

He remembers your likes, your habits, and makes adjustments in his plans to include you without a word.

He’s not showy, but every time he glances at you, there’s tenderness.

“I don’t say much… but you’re someone I fight for. Every day.”

— Smoked Cheese

He shows love like it’s a secret code—only noticeable if you know how to read it.

He’ll scoff, tease, and roll his eyes, but his body is always angled toward you, always attentive.

His gestures are subtle: pulling you behind him when danger arises, leaving food just the way you like it, keeping his eye on you when you think he isn’t.

When he lets you see his worry, his vulnerability, it means more than any grand confession ever could.

And if you ever get hurt? He loses it.

“You think I’m harsh? You should see how I act when I don’t care. …You’re lucky I do.”

[snowywolf1005]

How (Y/CN)brush her son:

How (Y/CN) brush her husband:

(Y/CN): I KEEP FINDING YOUR HAIR ALL OVER THE HOUSE!!!

Dark cacao cookie: GAAAAHHHH!!!!

[vivaiavidapasta]

Hey I just found your blog and I'm in love with your AU!

I was wondering if witch reader would help Dark Cacao mend his relationship with his son after Dark Choco freed himself from the evil sword? Cause honestly both cookies are so emotionally constipated they need an intervention to actually get them in the same room to talk about their feelings.

Accidentally stumbling into a spouse/second-parent role with them oops

[eepy-cookies]

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!

[fixated-cookies]

What cookies would eat ASS.

Shadow Milk Cookie

OH. BABY.

Not only does he eat ass, he does it with a grin and no warning.

Says things like “You taste like regret and sugar, darling. Let me indulge.”

Tongue in places you didn’t even know were edible.

Slurps. Loudly. Makes eye contact. It’s spiritual.

Clotted Cream Cookie

Surprisingly? Yes.

Sophisticated on the streets, degenerate under the sheets.

Probably calls it “tasting the full body” of your flavor.

Keeps his gloves on while spreading you apart like he’s inspecting rare fruit.

Dark Choco Cookie

Guilty eater.

He does it in the dark. Won’t admit it. But he devours.

Grunts. Face buried. Acts like he hates it but will literally whimper if you pull him away.

Will never look you in the eye afterward.

Licorice Cookie

Desperate. Down BAD.

Loves being sat on. Will say “C’mon, sit on my face...please?”

Sloppy. LOUD. Tongue like a dog with no training.

Might cry if you praise him.

Pitaya Dragon Cookie

Yes. With dominance.

Treats it like a reward—“You’ve pleased me. Now sit.”

Growls while doing it. Uses claws to spread you open.

Tongue’s long enough to do unholy things in tandem.

Honorable Mentions

Crunchy Chip Cookie – Dog boy energy. Of course he eats ass. Wagging tail.

Captain Caviar Cookie – Grandpa’s seen it all. You bet your sweet cheeks he does. Salt and experience.

Affogato Cookie – Only does it to manipulate you. Will do a perfect job just to get in your head.

[brittle-doughie]

I love how Chocolate Bark Cookie is like the laid-back uncle to Dark Choco Cookie, It's so cute!

I picture Dark Choco Cookie introducing Chocolate Bark to (Y//N) and getting teased a bit. 

“Heh, this is Y/N Cookie? Finally found someone to call yours?”

“It’s not like that….”

“Ya can’t fool me! I know a possible partner when I see one! Can’t blame ya either, they’re looking quite the catch.”

“Oh! Uh…t-thank you.”

“I said it was nothing like that! They’re here to help us as well….”

“Relax! I was just pulling your leg!”

[mxximax]

[iyv-luster]

" What could be worse than the yandere!Cookies of Darkness? "

" Me is worse. " said the yandere!Beast cookies.

Little did they know about..yandere!dragon cookies.

[incorrect-cookierunxreader]

Pomegranate: (Y/N) is late again.

Licorice: How did this happen? I called them at 8 o’clock this morning and pretended it was 11.

Dark Choco: I printed up a fake schedule for them saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon.

Butter Roll: I set their clock to say PM when it’s really AM.

Affogato: Oh boy. We may have overdone it.

*(Y/N) bursts through the door*

Cookie of Darkness!(Y/N): WHAT TIME IS IT?

[caramelarrowswife]

Can you do more of the Dark Cacao headcanons? I really like reading your short stories :)

THE DARK CACAO FAMILY x READER

─── ∘°❉°∘ ───

Including my Dark Cacao family HCs this time yay!

Father!Dark Cacao Cookie x GN!Child!Reader

─── ∘°❉°∘ ───

You’re pretty much unsupervised. Dark Cacao is home about three hours a week, and your siblings are busy and important figures to the Dark Cacao Kingdom.

That is, however, not to say important events won’t be celebrated. As the Kingdom’s beloved heir, every birthday is a big deal. Dark Cacao made the mistake of wanting to work on your fifth birthday; auntie Hollyberry tied him to a chair while you blew out your candles.

Caramel Arrow and Crunchy Chip, your older siblings, can be just as protective as your father. They have secretly followed you on various dates. It is safe to say Caramel Arrow’s disguises are a lot more discreet than Crunchy Chip’s.

Stoicism is a hereditary trait of the Dark Cacao kids that Crunchy Chip did not inherit. You and Caramel Arrow find great joy in teasing him everytime he flushes red in the presence of a certain Hollyberian bodyguard…

Dark Cacao’s expressions can be seen as incredibly apathetic to anyone who doesn’t know him. You, who has hung around him for your entire life, can read him like an open book. He looks a lot like his remaining son when he sees the monarch of the Pure Vanilla Kingdom.

Dark Cacao gets really upset when your friends or partner playfully insult you, as he has trouble distinguishing real slander from friendly slander.

I’m not accusing you of anything, but… autism certainly runs in the family.

Dark Cacao sleeps VERY lightly, so whenever you and Crunchy Chip/Caramel Arrow pull all-nighters and giggle just a little too loudly, there’s a grumpy, half-asleep king banging on your door.

You and Crunchy Chip try literally everything to set your dad up with a new queen, but he’s so picky! She’s too submissive, her magic is too weak, she doesn’t have the bite he’s looking for… the two of you realise what you’ve been doing wrong when he starts smiling like an idiot during Pure Vanilla’s stay at the castle.

You and Caramel Arrow will often bake, usually far past midnight. While the two of you are extremely careful and Caramel Arrow has extremely good reflexes, you once dropped the steel bowl you were mixing dough in on the hardwood floor.. What did I say about Dark Cacao being a light sleeper?

Dark Cacao cried when you snuck when you were about six, thinking you got abducted.

Living under 24/7 observation and constant protection of several bodyguards and the King himself has made you quite sneaky. At this point, Caramel Arrow is the only one who can see you snake out of the Citadel late at night.

You and your siblings sometimes do those youtube challenges, like ‘eating Hollyberian candies’ or ‘try not to laugh with water in your mouth’. You once got Dark Cacao to participate. He threw up after a bite of a Spooky Muffin.

While Dark Cacao, Caramel Arrow and you can handle horror movies very well (at your own degrees, of course), Crunchy Chip is TERRIFIED. He’ll cling onto whoever’s next to him at the time, claiming he’s ‘protecting them from nightmares’.

Dark Cacao does actually suffer from nightmares - not because of scary movies, but because of the large amount of trauma he experienced throughout his life and his inability to deal with it mentally and emotionally. He’ll sometimes wake up screaming and sweating like a dog; fifty percent of the time, the nightmares are about Dark Choco’s betrayal. The other half is about his remaining children.

Following the headcanon above, Dark Cacao has to check on every single one of his doughlings after a nightmare, which can take a while. You and your siblings have learned to get to his room immediately after loud, anguished cry coming from the royal bedroom.

[yappaccinocookie]

my heart is swelling...

Cookies of your choice, and how they deal with being inlove!!

hehehe... I sneaked in clover and espresso, because I love them. I also did other characters, so that its fair! I wrote more than 6, because espresso and vclovr are the extras. I proofread this once.

LOWERCASE INTENDED!!

Espresso —

espresso cookie doesn’t have time for distractions, or so he tells himself. love? utterly impractical. yet, there he is, grinding beans with just a little more care, his thoughts swirling like freshly brewed coffee. he’s convinced that if he ignores the fluttering in his dough, it’ll go away.

spoiler: it doesn’t... oop tough luck, work monster!

he tries to intellectualize it, of course. he analyzes every interaction, every fleeting glance, like it’s a formula waiting to be solved. but when you smile at him, that confident exterior of his crumbles faster than a poorly baked biscotti. “you’re being ridiculous,” he mutters to himself one night, staring at his notes. but instead of equations, all he’s written is your name in the margins.

Madeline —

madeleine cookie is a romantic through and through, and being in love simply adds to his already dramatic attitude. he is the sort to express his emotions in large, sweeping sentences, his voice ringing like a bell. "you are the light that illuminates my road!" he will say, his eyes full of love. (how corny... hes hopeless) however, despite the theatrics, madeleine's love is genuine. he is very attentive, seeing details about you that others might overlook. if you are down, he will go out of his way to make you feel better, even if it means embarrassing himself.

one afternoon, while the two of you sit under a tree, he gives you a flower crown he fashioned himself. "it is not ideal," he says, his typical confidence replaced by a rare vulnerability. he states that he's your "knight and shining armor." how precious!!

Almond —

almond cookie doesn’t know how to deal with feelings outside of his detective work. love isn’t something he’s ever had to investigate, so when he realizes he’s in love with you, it throws him off balance. he tries to rationalize it, telling himself it’s just a passing thought or a distraction he doesn’t need. but the truth is, you’ve taken up permanent residence in his mind.

he doesn’t go for grand gestures; instead, his love comes through in the small, practical ways he cares for you. he’ll make sure you’re safe, double-checking locks or walking you home without asking. his words are gruff, but his actions speak louder. one evening, as you sit together in his office, the warm light of the desk lamp casting shadows across his face, he looks at you with an uncharacteristic softness. “you’re important to me,” he mutters, almost too quiet to hear. for almond cookie, that’s as close to a confession as it gets. (classy and cute !)

Redvelvet —

red velvet cookie is used to keeping people at arm’s length, so falling in love with you catches him completely off guard. he tries to act like it doesn’t bother him, but his usually stoic demeanor starts to crack. he finds himself doing things he never thought he would, like going out of his way to make sure you’re comfortable or safe.

he’s not great with words, but his actions speak volumes. if you’re ever in danger, he’ll be the first to step in, his claws flashing as he defends you. one day, as the two of you sit together in the quiet of the night, he finally lets his walls down. “you make things... easier,” he admits, his voice low but steady. it’s not much, but coming from red velvet, it’s everything.

Eclair —

eclair cookie approaches love with the same curiosity and reverence he reserves for ancient artifacts. he finds himself studying you, trying to understand the way his heart skips a beat when you’re near. he’s not one for impulsive actions, so he takes his time, letting his feelings grow like a carefully cultivated garden.

he’ll use his knowledge as an excuse to spend time with you, sharing stories of his research or showing you his latest discoveries. one day, as he hands you a beautifully preserved relic, he says, “this reminded me of you.” his voice is steady, but there’s a hint of nervousness in his eyes. for eclair, love is the greatest mystery of all, and he’s determined to treasure it.

Financer —

financier cookie approaches love with the same discipline and determination she applies to everything else in her life. wen she realizes she’s in love with you, she treats it like a mission, vowing to protect and care for you with everything she has. she’s not one for flowery words or grand gestures, but her loyalty is unwavering.

she’ll go out of her way to make sure you’re safe and comfortable, even if it means sacrificing her own needs. one day, as the two of you stand together on a hill overlooking the kingdom, she turns to you with a rare softness in her eyes. “you are my greatest responsibility,” she says, her voice steady but filled with emotion. for financier cookie, love is a promise, and she intends to keep it.

Dark Choco —

dark choco cookie doesn’t know what to do with love. it’s not something he’s ever allowed himself to feel, not with the weight of his past pressing down on him. when he realizes he’s in love with you, his first instinct is to push you away. he tells himself it’s for your own good, that someone like him doesn’t deserve someone like you. bt no matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop himself from gravitating toward you.

he doesn’t say much, but his actions speak louder than words. he’ll stand guard over you without you even realizing it, his sword at the ready for any threat. one evening, as the two of you sit in silence by a dying campfire, he finally speaks. “you make me want to be better,” he says, his voice low and rough. it’s not a declaration of love, but it’s the closest he’s ever come to letting someone into his heart.

Clover —

clover cookie falls in love like a song slowly coming together, each note more beautiful than the last. he’s a hopeless romantic, penning ballads inspired by you without even realizing it.

he finds himself humming melodies when you’re around, his quill moving almost on its own as he writes lyrics that capture the way your laughter feels like sunshine.

one day, you catch him practicing a song, your name woven delicately into the verses. “it’s just a draft,” he says, his cheeks dusted with powdered sugar, but the look in his eyes tells you it’s more than that.

[sweetskullybones]

Dark Cacao Cookie x housekeeper/servant! Reader

Warnings/Trigger warnings: none!

Genre: fluff

Readers pronouns: they/them, she/her, he/him

At first, Dark cacao cookie didn't really pay much mind to you at all. He, of course, cared about all of his people equally. When you offered to help around his housing, he took your offer up and lead you around, just so you could get used to and adjust to his large housing.

The other cookie servants and you had bonded in a short period of time. You were the sweetest cookie in the baked batch of the other cookies in the kingdom, even Dark cacao cookies warriors were fond of you and your kindness. You helped the chefs in the kitchen clean up after breakfast, lunch and dinner so it wouldn't stress them out much.

However, When Dark cacao's son, Dark choco cookie was born; Dark cacao had slowly noticed overtime how gentle and caring you were with his son.. each morning when he woke up and checked to see if dark choco cookie was still sleeping,, you'd be there, spinning around in circles with his son cradled in your arms. Dark choco cookie would often accidentally refer to you as his mom/dad/other parent when speaking with other warriors/servants, or even with dark cacao cookie himself.

Other servants had spoken badly about dark cacao cookie when he wasn't home or wasn't in the room. They'd tell you things that were just absolutely not true, things like how they always felt uncomfortable in his presence when he was in the room with them, and how he never laughed or even cracked a smile when other servants joked around with him or cracked a joke to at least get him to laugh. They'd try and tell you no matter how hard you tried, nothing to smoothen the rough edges of his soul jam. You, refused to believe it.

You'd catch yourself staring at dark cacao cookie from time to time, feeling your face turn hot just by glancing at him.. you've never felt this way about him before, so what's the difference? Dark cacao had caught on pretty fast.

You'd gracefully trotted down the long hallway to Dark Cacao's room. You gently knocked on the door and swiftly opened the door and gently shut it behind you, holding his breakfast In a tray dish.. the smell of cooked pancakes, drizzled in syrup with eggs and toast filled with room ;; it honestly made your stomach growl.

"Your majesty i— oh..-" you zip your mouth shut quickly upon realizing that dark cacao was still asleep. You giggled when spotting how he didn't take his crown off his head.

You quietly walked over to the night stand next to his bed and placed the breakfast on top, next, you gently removed the crown from dark cacao's head and placed it next to his food. You turned on your heel to walk out the door, suddenly feeling two pairs of strong hands yank you into his bed. You, reasonably so, yelped out in shock and surprise, colliding next to dark cacao's body.

"Don't go. Stay." Dark cacao whispered softly into the back of your neck, smirking slightly against your neck.. wrapping his strong arms around your waist. Nuzzling closer to your body. Sighing softly. "Your majesty.. i-i cant stay here.. in bed.. with you." You spoke softly, fiddling with your fingers a bit. "I have work to do— and I have to wake your son up—"

"Who cares about that, my grace. You've been overworking yourself, just relax." Dark cacao hummed, feeling himself slowly drift off back into dream realm. He was right, fuck he was so right. You've been constantly overworking yourself to the point of exhaustion and nearly have dropped 'dead' from the wave of worl constantly bugging you. "Your grace.."

"You have romantic interest in me, dont you?" Dark cacao asked tiredly, to which you flinched a bit at the question. "Don't lie, tell the truth." You sighed softly, and turned around to face him, nuzzling into him back.

"If I'm honest, will you judge me? If you don't feel the same, we can just forget about all of this." You began, Dark cacao cookie didn't say anything, listening fully.

"Yes, I do, your majesty. I've been trying push these feelings away for a few weeks now. Our status are completely different from eachother and it would be completely inappropriate if we had started dating or romantically seeing eachother. You're just the most perfect king I could ever ask for. You care about the cookies in your kingdoms well beings, you look after your son, you treat your warriors with respect, and so on. I mean.. how could I not fall for you, my king?" You quickly explained, fumbling over your words and avoided eye contact.

Dark cacao's eyes scanned you tiredly for a moment, before gently lifting your chin up with his hand and pressed his mouth against your cheek.

"We can talk about our relationship status later, just rest with me." Dark cacao laid his chin on your head, drifting off back to sleep.

You felt your eyes get heavy, and closed them gently, awaiting whatever dark cacao's response would be later on in the day.

[snowywolf1005]

- (Y/CN) old self painting -

Caramel arrow cookie: Queen (Y/CN), she is so beautiful!! I've never seen her so much, beautiful!!!!

Crunchy chip cookies: Ah! You're right!! She's the most beautiful cookie I've ever seen!

Dark cacao cookie: She's more beautiful than I have ever met! How did she get more beautiful?

Dark choco cookie: Now I see why everyone looks up to mom... She is the most beautiful cookie that the two dragons ever see.