#this scene lived in my head rent free but I don't have the spoons to fully render it

[tarraxahum]

keep your workaholic butch hydrated and sufficiently entertained in his enclosure

[gr00vyminibus]

Headcanon / If you and Jennifer had another child.

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* you both are roughly in your late thirties or early forties :) and Jennifer got a sperm donor.

Warnings: fluff, and some sensual scenes.

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[A/N: is it just me or am I coming across videos that lashana has liked on insta, she seems to really enjoy cute baby videos... 🤰🏿 Btw, I'm kicking out these damn WIP's cause they been living in my drafts rent free for weeks and thats what we not gon do. 😌☝🏿]

Taglist : @zeezeecave @mybonafidefeelings @masterajoy314 @xenaizogie @blacksapphhicmaddonna

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♡ You reassure Jennifer that her stomach is beautiful.

• "most of my clothes don't even fit anymore so I'm just lounging in nightgowns and robes.." you hear Jennifer on the phone with one of her colleague friends as you sit on the couch with a bowl of cereal.

• "Is it wrong for me to feel embarrassed, sonya?" You rip your eyes off the television and hum in shock. Jennifer waves you off and gestures to the phone.

• "Put her on hold real quick."

• "What?"

• You look at her as place your bowl on the glass table, "put her on hold" she obliges and once her attention is fully on you, you grab her hands and ask, "You're embarrassed about your belly?"

• "I-I mean a little.."

• "Why? baby its so beautiful, you wanna see what I see?" She keeps her eyes glued to your eyes as she shrugs with a slight head tilt. You go to raise her gown and reveal her swollen stomach with your precious baby remaing idle inside. You swipe your thumb across her puffy naval and lower down to kiss along the dark vertical line of her stomach.

• She nibbles on her bottom lip as you take your time and caress soothing circles into the sides of her waist. "I personally find it adorable, never be embarrassed or ashamed okay? it's gorgeous.. you're gorgeous."

♡ Everyday Jennifer has a new (and weird) snack craving.

• Jennifer feels your eyes piercing into the side of her head but she doesn't care when she's in the middle of watching a classic comedy.

• You watch as she tastes the spoon of the concoction she made just a few minutes ago, "Baby?" she raises her brows signaling she's listening.

• "what are you eating now?" You find a small smile forming on her lips as she takes another spoon and offers you some, "honey and hot sauce, try it" as hopeful as she sounds you rear back a bit and decline with your sealed lips.

• "Come on, try it. For me?" You gradually loose your resistance in her chocolate truffle eyes, Jennifer relaxes her furrowed her brows when you lean forward and taste some expecting for it to be absolutely horrid.

• But, "wait.. wait." You frown.

♡ Moments where you wish you could switch places with Jennifer because you hate seeing her in pain.

• "Is this helping, my love?" You cuddle her in your matching silk robes while softly massaging her shoulder blades and back. Jennifer occasionally let's out some low whines and short airy moans with a nod of her head.

• "Yeah, can you do this until I fall asleep?" You lean over her side and kiss the shell of her ear. "Of course, you know I wish I could take all this pain from you and harbor it myself just so you can have a good night's rest."

• "Are you insisting that you'd want to carry the child instead?"

• "Yeah?" Jennifer scoffs.

• "You're insane, I'll be fine as long you're around."

♡ You learn that Jennifer's body is getting more sensitive to things over time.

• "I want to wear something different.." you help jennifer take off her blouse with a light frown, she felt the need to change her clothes quite a few times.

• "You could fit into each outfit you tried on, whats the problem?"

• "I don't know, I just– the way it feels is strange." You smell the most recent peice of clothing she's tried on and blankly stare at her, "well their clean so.." She rubs her hand down her arm before scratching her tricep which is suddenly really itchy.

• "What detergent do we use again, darling?" Your back is turned to her as you put the shirt up and browse through her closet for something else.

• "Tide?" you glance back and realize her steady scratching as a light bulb goes off in your head.

• "Oh!"

♡ Kiiicckss!

• while you both followed the pregancy excerise tape a sudden kick occurred in Jennifer's stomach, "oh!" your hold under her stomach almost faltered.

• "I'm sorry baby was I being rough?" She shook her head rapidly and looked back at you.

• "they kicked.." a smile broke out on both of your faces as you gushed over the first moment of live action.

♡ when you come back from an errand Jennifer tends to be very dramatic about your short leave.

• "Baby, I'm home!" You could hear someone stand up from the couch and listened to the quiet thuds of her feet that came one step at a time. She appeared inside the kitchen as you lifted the last bags on the counter and immediately opened your arms.

• Jennifer liked to squeeze you sometimes aswell and you rubbed her back, "I was only gone for thirty minutes, my love."

• "More like thirty hours. What were you doing in that store?"

• "I couldn't help but browse through the baby section and I found these pair of shoes that I thought our baby could wear." Jennifer slowly lets you go as you reach in the bag and take out the shoes to show her.

• "Aww, their so pretty. " she took them into her hands and you smiled before looking at her cast down eyes.

• "Baby are you crying?"

• "No.." her voice wavered.

♡ Jennifer can get jealous sometimes.

• It happens when you both shop for clothes or shoes and she thinks the employee is giving you all sorts of heart eyes.

• "You're too pretty to be frowning, whats wrong?" in which she breathes out a stubborn 'nothing' that makes you say her first name so she can spit it out.

• "Patricia... sure was nice"

• "She's just doing her job baby" you slip on a pair of slippers on her feet while Jennifer raises a brow.

• "When you requested a shade a baby blue, she smirked and said baby blue? You didn't catch that?" A laugh of your own came out a bit louder than usual and you shook your head with sealed lips as Jennifer stared at you incredulously.

• "Let's try on this sundress." You walked through the store to find a changing room with Jennifer following behind you hand in hand. How can she be jealous when you both were literally engaged.

♡ Matilda checks in from time to time.

• "You just have to wait until she picks up" Jennifer's squeezing your hand as she stares at the call icon continuing to ring for her daughter.

• Suddenly the computer stops ringing and Matilda pops up on the camera looking she's doing something.

• "Matilda!" The now grown woman looks at with a smile and waves to the both of you, "Hey mom and mom" You chuckle and see her bringing some of her long brown hair from her face because of the breeze.

• "Where are you headed?"

• "I have to make it to class" she laughs with her creasing blue eyes momentarily darting at the camera.

• "Oh, did we.. call you at a bad time?" Jennifer glances at you, "No no I'm glad you called, how's the baby! from what I see it looks healthy" The brunette beams. Jennifer shuffles to the camera and touches her bare stomach due to her wearing a croptop.

• "It is! I wish you could visit us, sweetheart."

• "I'm hoping that I can come and see you both during December."

• "We're hoping too angel" you smile at her on the other line.

♡ You offer to alleviate the pounds Jennifer is carrying.

• You crept up behind her and whispered something in her ear that she was first confused at until you placed two neatly folded hands under her stomach and gently lifted up. She sighed in relief and thanked you before grabbing some seasons from the cabinet.

• "Can you hold the baby while I cook dinner?"

• "I just-"

• "Thank you darling." fourty-five minutes later.

• "Rotate, lean, to the right please." You sighed and eyed the wooden spoon she held near her lips, "taste this." She offers the spoon to you with her attention still on the steaming pots and you moan at the flavor.

• "Does it need anything?" She knew she could trust your word since you've been tasting spoons before you could walk.

• "Throw in a little more onion powder and you're done."

♡ ultra sounds

• "the gel isn't to cold is it?" Jennifer barely catches the doctors question as she shakes her head and stares back at the monitor. You're beyond happy that you were by her side as the probe circled around her stomach.

• "there she is, and she's looking healthy as usual." The doctor smiled at the both of as you marveled at the embryo shifting slightly in the womb. Jennifer's smile was bright and contagious as she couldn't take her eyes off her beautiful little girl.

• "I'm already in love with her.." she breathes out.

• "I hear you on that one, wait till you finally give birth and get to hold her in your arms. Its one of the best feelings in the world as a mother,"

• "Have you decided on a name?" Jennifer looks at you expectantly as you squeeze your linked hands.

• "Esmerealda."

♡ Jennifer can be absolutely adorable without knowing it, and you don't hesitate on letting her know.

• Today is an extremely lazy day for you both, Jennifer has her back leaned against you from in-between your legs and your playing with her frizzled kinks. Suddenly you're hit with a waft of warm cinnamon roast crunch and Jenny smacks her lips lightly after her yawn.

• You naturally watch her and witness that cute after pout she does with her cheeks, Jennifer feels a sticky kiss land on her cheek. She smiles as you continue peppering them throughout the day, seeing nothing to it. But the kisses travel to her mouth eventually and you can't help but squish her face in your hands as you do.

• "My baby.." Jennifer sighs as she folds a few clothes and tilts her head up for you to hold with your big hands. Her eyes shift closed as you let you the kiss linger a bit longer before parting like you usually do.

• "How many kisses is that?" You would always say not enough and Jennifer would playfully try to shove you away as she told you how much of a distraction you were.

• You put your arms behind your back and feigned being sincere about stopping but a peck couldn't be contained, Jennifer placed the last folded clothes in her hand on the armrest and pulled you by the neck of t-shirt. Guaranteeing that you would no longer be teasing her with a soft slow kiss of her own

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♡ (18+)

♡ There are times when she needs more than kisses.

• you stroke Jennifer's back as she's wrapped around you like a Koala on the couch, your other arm is against the armrest so your able sit up straight and watch the television but gentle kisses to your neck begin to distract you.

• you don't let it fully pull on your mind as you're sure Jennifer will give a bit a nibbles here and there and eventually stop but she doesn't. Her lips press into your skin deeper with desperation. She wants you to give in, do something.

• your eyelids start to slide closed as she sucks with an intention of making bruises, her hands feeling your hair and holding the back of your neck.

• "Mh, what are you doing?"

• "Take a wild guess" she kisses under your chin, making you smirk up at the wheat colored ceiling.

• "But you're on your second last month?"

• "When you had to step out–" Jennifer finally molded your mouths together, "I asked the doctor about it and– he said it was okay just no penetration– and doing positions where I put stress on my spine or stomach." You began changing your seating until she was in your lap ready to be lifted.

• "Okay then, I got something special for you."

♡ < BONUS >♡

• "Am I still attractive to you?" Jennifer asked.

• "Absolutely. Why- as a matter of fact point your insecurities out to me right now."

• "No, that's mortifying" Jennifer chuckles, "it'll make you feel better. Trust me." Jennifer sighed and for a moment you both were staring at eachother before she slowly took one of her hands from the covers and tapped on the apple of her cheeks.

• Next was her chest covered by the bed sheet and a pat to her thighs, "then my stretch marks, back rolls and.. thats about it." You got closer to her and kissed her slightly chubby cheeks before doing the same to every one of her stretch marks. She layed on her back as you included the ones between her thighs and across her waist.

• And she turned one last time so you could peck the ones up her arms and mouth on the whole expanse of her back, making it all the way up to her arching spine. "I'll love you in any way, shape or form. You hear me?"

• she nodded against the pillow until you gently palmed her sensitive breasts, earning an involuntary moan.

• "thought I'd forget about these huh, let me hear you say it. My body is perfect." Your thumb rolling her tender nipple made Jennifer whimper as you transfered to the next one.

• "Uhn, mh~ m-my body's per-fect"

• "Good girl." You stopped toying with her breasts and put a comforting hand on her stomach that she placed her own over.

• "Get some rest baby." She hummed and turned her head to give you firm kiss on the lips before snuggling her back into front of your body.

[madangel19]

SWISS GIRL DAD IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING EVER.

imagining him trying to do their hair and failing miserably, having to shamefully nudge them into the ghoulettes hands to fix it, hastily preparing six lunches while they run around, pull on his pant leg, and get in fights over who gets to use the big spoon… I love girl dad swiss (+ his lil boy) so much

Yesssss, we love Daddy Swiss in this house!

He tries so hard to do their hair, but it's a good thing he has the ghoulettes and Delia to help him. Before the birth of his newest kits, he asks the ghoulettes for help with certain styles and they're more than happy to help. His kits still love whatever he does and even if it's a mess, they still thank him :')

Preparing lunches for six kits that are probably all over him trying to get to the food is hell. The first few months are chaotic. The kits never leave him alone during meal times

Swiss Pov

Even when he gets them off his legs, they still come back and if they know how to use their abilities, then it's much harder lol. He has to make sure the doors are double locked and sealed so that they don't get in with magic XD

When they get older and start craving blood is when things get real interesting. Swiss teaches them how to hunt and when they're strong enough with their powers, he'll catch some poor stranger that stumbled across the church and let his kits have their fun hunting after injuring the victim enough that they can't get away or fight back. It's like that one scene in Jurassic Park 2 where the guy gets hunted by those lil dinos

Swiss is just watching from the sidelines with a few other pack members and they're cheering his babies on :'). When they manage to kill the stranger, he provides them with so much praise and takes good care in grooming them when they're done eating.

The kits can be very vicious and also very sweet. Just like their daddy ^-^

Swiss lets them play fight, but he only steps in when they start ganging up on Cheese (the runt of his latest litter) or Vortex (his only son). There will be no bullying. Swiss will shut that shit down

Ahhh, so many thoughts, but so little time. Girl Dad Swiss is gonna live rent free in my head forever ^-^

[light-miracles]

Please share some fav frelma moments or headcanons? The fandom is so quiet ahaha

Sure!

Canon from the books trilogy (spoilers duh) (shot out to my friend Clei for getting me the books)

1) When Daphne makes Velma accidentally admit she has a crush on Fred and her reaction is just 'Damn Velma I didn't know you were so traditional'

2) When they dance together in Shaggy's house in the second book

3) Fred shamelessly flirting by touching her hair at school and Velms' almost heart attack.

4) Really, Velma's pining in the books is delicious.

5) The almost kiss in the third book.

6) When Fred almost dies in that fire and Velma just starts to cry out of pure relief when she sees him alive

7) Fred telling the journalists next thing he's doing is asking 'the girl he likes' out when he leaves hospital.

8) Their last scene together at the end. Which lives rent free on my head. I even wrote a little continuation/expansion of that scene in a drabble.

(Overall, the books aren't perfect. The focus is Daphne and Velma's friendship and that means too little focus on Shaggy and Freddie. But it was absolutely worth it. It was like the best Frelma fanfic but actually canon in its verse. Clinging to those books forever)

Honorific mentions of other versions: the "DORKY CHICKS LIKE YOU TURN ME ON TOO" line in the live action (lmfao) (Linda Cardellini and Freddie Prinze's chemistry was awesome), Fred going all the way to show her he appreciates everything she does in Be Cool Scooby Doo, and their scenes together in The Mystery Begins. Also every moment they share the screen in 'Mystery Incorporated: Welcome to Coolsville'. That version of the characters was the best one in recent years.

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Headcanons now:

1) Has anyone watched that animated short horror video parodying the totally awful Velma show? The one with eldritch monster Scooby? Yeah they're together the next time Scooby reboots reality. Both of them are aware of what's going on and try to scape the time loop (confusing if you don't know the story of the video 'Velma Meets The Original Velma' on YouTube, plz watch it)

2) Moving on to greener grasses, eventually they have twin boys, Ricky and Roger (named after Fred and Shaggy). Obviously Daphne and Shaggy are the godparents.

3) Shaggy let's them adopt 3 puppies from the Doo family years in the future.

4) Scrappy lived with them for some time. Velma was the only one who could boss him around. Fred spoiled him.

5) Velma sends him food to his work out of nowhere because sometimes she's sure he's forgotten to eat. He does the same plus flowers. Both of them are right: they forget to have dinner. Shaggy never shuts up about it.

6) (I usually go with Archeologist!Fred and Astronomer!Velms. They travel a lot) (The kids are homeschooled until they can leave for a boarding school)

7) Ricky and Roger are mama boys

8) Fred does the taxes. Velms always forgets.

9) Shaggy is a chef (duh) and Daphne a private detective and they're never too far away. Their kid is a little older than the twins but they hang out a lot. Sometimes Velma refers to Daphne as 'her sister' so the boys don't figure out Daphne isn't their 'actual aunt' until they're older.

10) Velma has a photo of him on her wallet. Fred is the little spoon.

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

Ok, not a question, not a request, just a scene, that lives in my head rent-free. Feel free to do whatever you'd like to do with it.

Ghost leaning against a counter in the cafeteria, methodically stirring the coffee with a spoon. The rest are discussing something related to work, Ghost limits himself to only a couple of comments, not stopping stirring the coffee, but not starting to drink it either. At some point, Price turns away from the conversation, turns to Ghost and speaks.

"Ok, when are you going to stop this noise? I swear, I hear that spoon hitting your mug for one more time - Im gonna confiscate and drink that coffee myself." Ghost doesn't answer on that and just extends his hand with a mug towards the entrance to the cafeteria, where a few seconds later Riot appears. Almost bumping into the mug, she takes it from Ghost's hands and asks him.

"Sugar?"

"Just as you like."

"Cream?"

"You think, I'd forget, how you like your coffee?"

'... and, the temperature?"

"Been stirring it for last 5 minutes."

Silent, but so loud manifestation of love)

Awwwww I absolutely love it, I have to get this one out of my system))

Disclaimer: Much, much later in my fic (lol) and... kinda angst but sweet!! (you and @sofasoap are contagious! I love it!). Also, unedited and I haven't checked anything, so there :P

''Thank you'' She says, with a smile weaker than normal, and carefully takes a sip while he looks at her, searching for any sign of discomfort when the liquid touches her lips, and most importantly, the tender flesh of the scar. They don't touch, but they're standing so close that from some angles it's not clear where she ends and he starts.

The rest of the team watches them with amusement. Although they were not big on PDA, that they were in a relationship was already known to the core members of the Task Force 141.

''So... what did they say?'' Soap asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, but she keeps her eyes focused on the contents of her cup.

''There's nothing else they can do. Tissue is dead, some nerves too'' Riot shrugs, her voice calm as always, but a bit more emotionless than usual. ''If I have surgery for the fourth time I risk paralysis''

''Shit, I'm sorry'' Gaz advances to wrap her in a hug, which Soap joines eagerly, and the two Sergeants embrace her, tight. In normal circumstances she would protest, or laugh, or pretend to be offended, but in this moment she just lets them, trying to leave the cup on the counter before they make her drop it.

Price looks up towards the big windows of the cafeteria to observe the building of the Queen Elizabeth Hospital. He had had to fight her for the majority of the week to get her to go to a checkup in Birmingham about her scar, and now he was regretting it.

''It's alright, I was expecting it'' Riot manages to get rid of her two friends and retrieves her cup from the counter, but she's still looking down, not wanting to meet their eyes. Ghost stares intently at the crown of her head, standing right beside her, with one finger loosely hooked on one of her belt loops.

''You were in there almost an hour, it took that long to tell you that rubbish?'' Price grunts, and she shakes her head.

''No, that took fifteen minutes, in and out. I... took the stairs down''

To cry in peace, but she doesn't say that. She can't look up at the faces of those four idiots that she loves so much and that are her family, and allow them to see her falling apart. Again.

''C'mere, kid'' Price grabs her jacket and drags her close enough to engulf her with his enormous arms. ''You need anything, just tell me''

''Pizza?'' Riot asks, hopeful, and Price barks a laugh, nodding.

''Pizza it is''

Gaz and Soap cheer in agreement, finishing their own beverages while they collect their jackets, and the Captain goes to pay. Ghost stays right beside Riot, and she turns to face him, looking up.

''I'm fine'' When he looks down at her she takes the opportunity to step closer and her fingers touch his ever so slightly. ''It was worth it''

''What was worth it?'' Ghost asks, a bit lost, specially when she smiles. It had been months since she had discarded using the mask except during missions or when with big crowds, but seeing her smile still sent a chill down his spine, every time.

''This'' Riot makes a vague gesture towards her face, and her other hand slides in his, feeling his fingers lacing with hers. ''For what I have now. For you. Worth it''

Ghost nods slowly, still looking down at her, and then checks for a moment that the other three are not looking before leaning in and bumping lightly his forehead against hers, staying like that for a couple of breaths.

''Worth it'' He murmurs, and she nods, standing on her tip toes to press her forehead against his, still smiling.

''Worth it''

[spinningerster]

can we just talk about the uksies kony for a sec pls bc it has me in a hold rn. specifically from the performance last night:

firstly!! wether you've seen uksies or not by now you probably know they swing from lamps but couldn't do it here for obvious reasons, ngl I genuinely forgot for a second they even did that bc the new choreo they did in replace of that was still awesome

noticed that during the new choreo bit ryan (+ nesim) were on the side watching and it just made me think of livesies seize the day when jeremy ran offstage when the dance break started lol

the way bronte said buncha wet noodles will forever live rent free in my head

OBSESSED with the table bit they do when they drive around

honestly really love how les is more involved in the whole scene, kinda glad they don't have his arm in a sling for this song, he should get to join in the fun

and ofc the spoon crown. iconic

also the camera angles!! they were SO MUCH BETTER than when they did seize the day at royal variety, even when it panned out to the audience you could still see the stage

matt cole if you don't win the olivier for best choreography I'm gonna riot like the way they've done this scene (both in the full show and for big night of musicals) and managed to make the choreo fresh is just amazing

[kipperlillycopperkettle]

16, 25, 40 for the writers ask!!!!

16. how many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? share one of them?

i am not exactly sure what nurturing a fic idea means (a fic you're not writing? but have had an idea for???), so i'm just going to mention my main wips and hope for the best. anyway. i have three main wips at the moment, one of which is the bad kids hunger games au and the associated spinoffs, one of which is a naddpod bad endings for hardwon and moonshine concept i started back when i first listened to c1 but have recently found new inspo for, and a third that is a secret tool that will help us later (it's a surprise for someone who follows this blog and i don't want them to know what it is yet). but mostly i've been bouncing between those three rn!

25. what fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

ooooh! i really thought my wayne munson fic would do better since i wrote it during the middle of the st s4 hype, but i really wish my natalia cicero connie lee carter bajar fic had gotten more attention. i was soooooo proud of that fic and then brennan said a lot of stuff in canon that aligned with what i had said in the fic, and despite my mixed feelings about aso as a WHOLE, i really do cherish that fic.

40. if someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

sticking just to work i have currently published, i think the moment where natalia is looking at her clone in the glass tube before she shatters it from i cut my tongue on the rust of a silver spoon would be really cool to see. the scene with plumbeline looking up at/burning the wedding portraits in you and i were made for a season has lived in my head rent free since i wrote it. the scene where snow white has dug herself out of her glass coffin and comes back to the cottage and sees herself in the mirror and realizes her body hasn't aged or matured at all in give me back my girlhood would be a really cool piece i think? i also have a lot of bits in unpublished fics i think would be really cool to see as fanart but all of those are kind of spoilers atm so maybe after those fics have been published i'll revisit this question

send me a fic writer ask!

[babyzzz]

hi Leah! (is it okay if I call u by your name?)

pls don't roast my request bc I'm vanilla af 😭 feel free to change anything if needed <3 anyways, I've had this nsfw idea where akaza/hakuji is spooning the reader but just can't keep his hands off her, so he decides to murmur the filthiest things into her ear while fondling her breasts under her shirt and fingering her. mm I think what I'm thinking of is body worshipping? basically just akaza focusing on the reader's pleasure over his. umm you probably can't write much abt this lmao so I think a short one-shot would be best. thank you! <3

n/a: hi, sure, you can call me Leah <3 well, it seems like you read my thought, cause I was thinking of writing something like this, and I was so excited that I created lots scenes in my head lmao. but,,,, passed a few words from the limit of 1k heh

modern!au - Akaza & fem!reader

"papi, I'm your woman" you've been dating a secular demon, who lived on rent in your basement. but over time, your relationship stabilized so much that you spent hours watching movies and making out on the couch. finger fucking, worship body (reader being praised), make out, nipple play, implied unprotect sex, dirty talk 1082 words

note: her calling him papi was inspired by "Woman" from Doja Cat. ps: he has his human features in here (eyes color, at least)

“wake up, princess”, your boyfriend's husky voice along with his cold lips sliding from your earlobe to your neck made you open your eyes right away. the cuddling session had given way to hotter and less innocent touches and you could already feel a bulge forming in his crotch against your ass fitted perfectly there. you couldn't hold the grin that formed on your lips for the ease he reacted to you, without you having done absolutely nothing. 

he said he liked being the big spoon because you were too fragile and awakened in him all the protective instincts that were born along with him, a very long time ago. but you knew him well enough to read the blatant lie in his beautiful blue eyes. you being deliciously nestled in his arms allowed him full access to your perfect body, and would never keep his hand to himself having your waist, hips, breasts and tight pussy available for the touch of his fingers, hands, mouths and tongue. the wet kisses he gave on your neck, sometimes being replaced by licks, already made you move your legs instinctively, consequently making your ass rub more against his erection. the growls coming from his lips were just a bonus for that current of heat to burn you from the inside, sending a shocking sensation between your legs.

his touches on your skin were soft, but you knew that teasing him would soon become rougher and that was exactly what you wanted. but let him do it the way he’d like.

the touch of his fingers was warm and ticklish as he slid down your waist and belly until he reached your bare breasts made you sigh, almost feeling like laughing, but soon the sensation changed drastically to that of pleasure when you felt his hand rest on your breast and squeeze it. your sensitive nipple against his palm made you moan. he worshiped your body, and would spend hours and hours in it, as if it were a divine temple, so he knew every sensitive spot on your body. but he also said you were like a bomb, and your tits were the wick he ignited with his fingers until you were at the point of explosion, begging him to just fuck you hard. you already rubbed one thigh on the other in search of friction in the clit, while you heard from him some dirty words in your ear.

“are you already that desperate, princess? I've barely started playing with those wonderful tits and you're already rubbing yourself like a slut on my cock?” he kissed your nape and cupped one of your nipples with his fingertips and twisted it, making you gasp.

“papi,” you said between broken moans.

the need present in your voice along with the way you called him only made him squeeze your breast hard and make you feel him slamming his crotch against your ass. you just managed to whisper a “fuck” with a broken tone. you wiggled your hips up and down on his erection in return, causing him to grunt.

you had your head resting on the biceps of his left arm, but his hand and forearm remained free and he used it to hold your throat, not to squeeze there, but to make you yearn for the imminent danger of that happening.

“you're my good girl aren't you?” he asked and you immediately nodded. “my good girl who is going to spread her legs for me to finger that delicious cunt?” again you confirmed. "and she’s gonna show me how good she's going to squeeze my cock when it's pounding deep inside her, isn't she?"

“yea, yea, papi!” you almost whimpered as you spread your legs wide, taking up more space on the couch you were lying on, and Akaza crept further into the corner to make you comfortable.

his hand left your breast and went around every sinful curve of your body. passing through the waist, hips, thighs and reaching between your legs. he didn't get into your panties right away, first he made sure of the state you were in.

“is your pussy so wet that it soaked your panties? but what a good girl you are,” he praised you and took his hand from your neck to hold one of your breasts again, over the cotton fabric of the shirt. he squeezed hard at the same time he rubbed his fingers on your clit, over your panties, drawing from your lips a needy groan.

without patience, he finally reached inside the garment you were wearing and found your hot and wet entrancet. you moaned his name as you felt his fingers playing with your pleasure spot. his skillful fingers circled your clit and then pressed against it, bringing you to the edge of orgasm.

“move those hips for me,” he demanded and you obeyed.

with the movements that your hips made, his fingers in your pussy became more and more agile and you closed your eyes when you felt that you'd cum, but you opened them all at once when you felt him slide at least two fingers in your pussy. your moan was muted and you just bit your bottom lip as you felt him pound his fingers deep inside you.

“you're squeezing my fingers so hard, my princess. your pussy is so wet and warm I want to fuck with my tongue to feel it. you taste delicious, you know that?” he said right in your ear, squeezing your nipple while hitting you hard on your cunt.

when you were no longer able to hold it back, you came intensely and you closed your legs against his hand, cringing a little so that he withdrew from you because you were so overstimulated it hurt.

he didn't let go of you right away, he just waited for you to stop shaking to take his fingers off from your pussy and your panties, only to take them to his own lips, where he licked every drop of your essence.

when he finished, he pulled your chin to face him and took your lips in a dirty kiss, making you taste yourself on his tongue. in the next minute, with mastery, he changed your position, placing you under his body, lowering the sweatpants he was wearing, freeing his large veiny cock and adjusting between your legs after pushing your panties to the side and in one thrust, your walls were stretching around him.

[queerspacepunk]

Have you read any good ed hurt/comfort fanfics?

[first off thanks all for your patience i was going to try and do these in order of them coming through but I've lost track of that between here and notes so they're all over the ol' place but i am very much getting to them!!]

i'll admit here that the line between 'angst' and 'hurt/comfort' isn't always the clearest but i gobble this shit up like a SPOON okay? blanket warning to check the tags on all of these and feel free to check in if you need more detail!

Don't Fuck Up The Rhythm by MightierMango (now an orphan account) | 7862 words | Explicit | post reunion

this fic is one i really really love, it's from ed's perspective as he Deals With Some Shit after the reunion, including some spiraling into OCD -- it's a heavier one so mind the tags but it's honestly just delicious.

we were warnings by mia_ugly | 13156 words | Explicit | post reunion

look it's a classic for a reason? non-linear story, great angst, love the way ed slowly reconnects with stede and the crew, excellent!

it’s what isn’t in the name by tciddaemina | 41,022 words | Mature | canon-era au with daemons

this is a daemon!au that I actually just finished rereading. I loved how the author navigated the changes that having a daemon would make to both of them, and thought their daemons were really well fleshed out, plus as someone who grew up on HDM (did i read the subtle knife far too young? yes. did i once dress up as lyra for a book week thing and try to bite the classmate who tried to touch my daemon? also yes) the angst hits HARD, but so does the comfort.

stuck in the middle (of the ship, by a sword through the gut) by sometimeseffable | 2649 words | Teen | missing scenes at the end of episode 6

we were ROBBED by not having this scene and i will read every version of this scene that people offer me! this one was in my bookmarks and is very good!

and of course the series a love that won't sit still by the dear gangnamstles which is many words (a completed long fic; four? shorter pieces; and a long fic sequel which is nearly complete) (plus a very sweet fic about a dead dog by some weirdo)

modern!au where ed is an ex-mob enforcer and stede still works for his dad. angst, drama, mental illness, healing. if corporate was asking me to find the difference between this series and a dbt workbook i wouldn't be able to... okay that's a lie bc i ENJOY reading (and rereading) this fic!!! i'd say this universe lives in my head rent-free were it not for the fact that it is in fact and honoured guest

[biggest-stupidhead]

HI WELCOME BACK! if i could request 'modern dad' levi x reader. i don't mind the format. im so happy your back!

HI! I MISSED U SM!!! Also this idea has been living RENT FREE in my brain so thanks for sending it in. If you're looking for more of this content I have a WIP that features dad! Levi x nanny! reader if you haven't checked it out yet go give it a read :)

Summary: Levi is a dad :)

Word Count: 1.3K

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Levi knew that parenting wouldn't be easy. He had grown up with a sketchy idea of what it took to parent, having lost his mom so young and living with his detached uncle. So when you told him that you were pregnant with teary eyes and a quivering lip he had turned his back, unsure of his feelings.

At first he felt guilty, putting this burden on you. You however assured him that it was fine, that you would do whatever made him feel most comfortable. You had even had the audacity to suggest raising the child on your own, he of course refused.

Growing up in a single parent home had been less than ideal for himself and he would rather be caught dead than being a deadbeat dad. So after about three days of space, he came to you and told you his feelings. He told you how much he would hate to see you go through pregnancy alone, hate to see the child grow up as he had.

You had hugged him and cried into his chest as he rubbed your back. Now, nearly three years later, he couldn't have been happier with his decision. Even if he was covered in mashed peas and baby barf for the majority of those years. He wouldn't have traded it for the world. Every morning your daughter woke you up at six with tiny hands smushing cheeks and knees digging into ribs. She had his hair and eyes, but all of your charisma. She was stubborn and loud, extroverted and curious of the world. Levi had feared that he wouldn't have known what to do with her. The first time he held her in his arms was indeed the first time he had ever held such a small human.

Growing up in such a small family, he had never grown accustomed to children, as he cradled her small head, your hands guided him to support her bottom as you pressed her into his chest. He barely fought the tears form his eyes as the nurses congratulated him and you on your first child. She wore a small pink hat, swaddled in one of the hospitals newborn blankets.

Now she was racing around the house, bare feet slapping loudly against hardwood floors, sticky hands smearing handprints on his white walls. But he wasn't mad about the noise, or the mess for the first time in his life. He watched you as you parented her effortlessly, encouraging her to use her words and reading her mood flawlessly.

If she was fussy and extra stubborn, you would ignore her wails and snotty nose, instead heading into the kitchen to cut up an apple and dish out some peanut butter. As she ate the snack with tear filled eyes you nudged Levi's side and grinned softly at him.

"Peanut butter fixes everything." You explained as you leaned into his side. He scoffed and watched her scarf down the last of the apple slices, completely complacent.

"Now tell me what's wrong." You encouraged her and she let out a loud sigh.

"I wanna go outside." She said, her cheeks smudged with peanut butter. Levi turned and grabbed a fresh wash cloth, wetting it with warm water and crossing the room to clean off her rosy cheeks.

"Baby, it's raining outside." You reasoned and she grunted as Levi scrubbed her face.

"I wanna catch frogs." She whined and Levi's lip curled in disgust. Ever since Hange had babysat that one rainy weekend she wouldn't shut up about frogs.

"Okay, let's get your rain boots on." You said, heading towards the mud room where the shoes and coats were kept.

"Yes!" She squealed, throwing her arms around Levi's neck and pressing her damp cheek to his. He huffed, pulling her from her seat and carrying her after you. They found you pulling on a pair of old boots and a windbreaker, Levi helped Violet into her own rain gear. She could hardly sit still as he fastened the last button on her rain slicker. "You comin?" You asked as you pulled the garage door open, pressing the button to raise the garage door.

"I'll pass." He said, ruffling Violets dark locks before pulling her hood on.

"We'll bring in the findings." You said as you stepped out of the house, Violet hot on your heels.

"Those slimy things are not coming in here." Levi called after you as you waved a hand dismissively over your shoulder.

Thirty minutes later you came in sopping wet with a bucket full of bull frogs. Levi had tried to wrestle you out of the door but Violet reached into the bucket, pulling out easily the biggest, slimiest frog Levi had ever seen.

"His name is Booger!" She exclaimed as she held the fat frog by it's armpits.

"Get. That thing out of here now." Levi said, taking a step away from his daughter who took two tiny steps forwards. You hardly covered your laughter as Levi grabbed a nearby wooden spoon and pointed at Violet who continued to pursue him into the kitchen.

"Daddy look at his pretty spots!" She insisted as the frog let out a chorus of loud croaking. You set the bucket of smaller frogs back into the garage and pulled your phone out of your pocket to record the scene unfolding.

"He's ugly, get him out of here."

"Apologize!" Violet gasped, using her fingers to cover the frog's ears.

"No, get it out." Levi brandished the spoon, Violet squealed and thrust the frog forward with a toothy grin.

"He wants a kiss!" Violet giggled as the frog croaked loudly again.

"So help me I will drop kick that monstrosity out the front door." Levi growled, shooting a pointed glare at you and your camera.

"How rude!" Violet huffed, turning around with a loud squeak from her boots as she made her way back towards the garage.

"Unless you take the cleanest shower of your life, I will not be sleeping with you tonight." Levi threatened as you took the frog from her.

"You'd love that wouldn't you." You giggled as you pocketed your phone and turned to go release the frogs. He sighed loudly and placed the spoon back on the counter as the door closed behind you.

That night was spent bathing Violet head to toe after she splashed in one too many puddles. This was the part of parenting that Levi had no problem with, he was an expert at scrubbing her pale skin clean and picking up the trail of toys she left in her wake. He wrapped Violet in a warm towel as you finished up dinner in the other room. He helped her into her pajamas and she looped her arms around him with a content sigh.

"You're better at that than mommy." She complimented and Levi's brow furrowed.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he carried her into the dining room.

"Mommy's good too, but you always do it best." She smiled and Levi grunted, lips turning up in a small grin.

"That's 'cause your mom's shit at cleaning." He reasoned and Violet giggled. You came in, placing a plate of mac and cheese down in front of her as Levi planted a kiss to the crown of her head.

"And you suck at cooking." You countered and Levi quirked a brow as he looked down at the boxed mac and cheese that Violet was so eagerly shoveling into her mouth.

"Anyone can make boxed mac and cheese." Levi teased and you punched his arm with a pout.

"Shut up." You giggled and he rolled his eyes, pulling you in for a tight hug, you wrapped your arms around him and eased into his grasp. How had he gotten so lucky? He wondered as he held you close, the rain pattering outside as flashes of lightning lit up the dim room.