#sugar mommies spicy hour
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Hair pulling
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💋Sugar Mommies Spicy Hour - A One Off Drabble🌶💋
18+ Only. Minors shoo. 18+ Only. Minors shoo.
Screw it you all deserve something.
All.
Three.
Of.
Them.
Including Baby.
There is just something so..primal...that each of the Trio! (and Baby) just adore about it.
Natasha, Carol and Wanda adore to be the ones pulling and yanking their darling's hair - be it in the bedroom (or anywhere they have you) during sex or at random parts throughout the day...just to cause a reaction...the sweet gasp…
Natasha loves to have you bent on all fours before her, strap burrowed into your tight pussy as she pounds into you - hands clenched into tight fists in your hair for leverage.
Carol loves to yank your head back, when she's spanking your ass red after being a brat for the better part of her day off work. Your body over her lap, ass adorned in expensive underwear, ass cheek adorned red from her hand. Your hair a mess around her fingers.
Wanda loves both, for obvious reasons. She loves that you're her first submissive that trusts her enough to explore her more dominant side; and one of her firm favourites is hair pulling. Now don't get me wrong - Wanda loves to pull your hair when she's fucking you or discipling you - but her favourite way is teasing. She sits you down for a film night, just the two of you; all cosy under a blanket with snacks and wine (and water) on the coffee table, a film of her choosing playing on the screen before you when suddenly, things in the film get a little more...steamy. And this is when her interest falls to you...watching you intently as you take in what's happening...the moans and the way a hand curls around someone's throat...you're mesmerised and unable to look away; even as your cheeks blush a lovely colour of red and your teeth sink their way into your bottom lip. When someone has their ponytail yanked, you all but stop breathing, and this is what makes Wanda smile. She twirls her hair casually, moving her other hand to rest on your lap which causes you to jerk. After a quick and meek apology, you find it hard to go back into the trance of the film. Wanda would wait though, until things cool down enough for you to let your guard down before her hand slips up into your hair and she pulls you close to her, grinning a toothy smile when you let out a incomprehensible stream of words as the shock overcomes you. "Enjoying the film, pet?"
But Wanda also loves to have her hair grabbed too...loves it when Natasha man handles her so roughly with only one hand in her hair and exposes her neck, just for the red head's teeth to sink into and mark it up. Or when Carol snatches her ponytail when she saunters past and slams her into the wall, whispering dirty secrets in Wanda’s ear. Wanda adores it, but she loves pulling your hair too.
Baby loves to have her hair pulled. It really isn’t a secret by the point. A small tug here; a painful yank there. She. Loves. It. But she also likes to pull hair. To get a reaction from her beloved girlfriends. Wanda is always 50/50; either a delayed reaction with fluttering eyes before she pounces or straight up trouble the second Baby tries. Carol will often goad Baby into trying to grab her hair, taunting her until her precious little sub snaps. And when she does? Oh Carol enjoys reminding her who is in charge. Now Natasha, Baby has only ever tried to pull her hair once. The second her fingers gave the slightest tug in the silky red locks, Natasha’s hand is on her wrist and she glowers at Baby; watching as the panic fills her eyes. Natasha’s fingers latch into your hair (or maybe around your neck, seeing as you pissed her off enough) before growling out; “You’re gonna regret that.”
#natasha romanoff#wanda maximoff#carol danvers#reader insert#sugar mommies#natasha x wanda x carol x reader#smu#sugar mommies!asks#sugar mommies spicy hour#sugar mommies spicy hour 🌶#spiderbites#no minors allowed#18 plus only
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Visions
Larissa Weems x fem!reader
received a lovely request / idea from @veeisgayasf 💛 thank you, I hope you like it!
summary: Larissa x femreader bump into each other at the weathervane and reader has a vision of a spicy night with larissa even though this is their first time meeting. And it just goes from there.
warnings: nsfw (fingering, oral sex, praise kink, mommy kink, mild degradation?)
words: ~3.9k
tags for those who may be interested: @sapphicsbeloved @afeatherformills @zephyr-is-tired
ao3 link in title
“Vanilla latte, extra large, for Y/N?” The barista’s voice carried through Jericho’s only café, the Weathervane, and you slipped out of the booth from which you were waiting. You desperately needed the caffeine and sugar fix if you were going to make it through your job interview that afternoon.
Your visions had begun in your childhood: when you were 7, you passed out on the playground and had what could only be described as a prophetic dream, wherein you saw your younger sister fall off her bike and break her arm. Two days later it happened, just as it had in your “dream”. Your parents brushed it off as a weird coincidence but it kept happening, and soon they were unable to ignore it.
You had heard about Nevermore Academy, but your parents, desperate to give you a “normal” childhood (more like pretend their child was normal), hadn’t allowed you to attend, forcing you, instead, through years of public schooling with “normies”. The years of bullying (fainting during class didn’t exactly make you seem normal) had only strengthened your resolve, however, and you knew one day you would make it to Nevermore. If not as a student, then as a teacher, to inspire a new generation of outcasts and to, hopefully, spare some poor kid like you the pain of being misunderstood.
So there you were, in Jericho, reciting the most interesting points of your resumé in your head, with T-minus 1 hour to go before the job interview that you had been waiting for for as long as you could remember. With the to-go cup warming your hands, you spun on your heels and made your way to exit the Weathervane just as the door swung open.
Passing through the door was quite possibly the most gorgeous woman you had ever seen. A statuesque blonde with red lips and striking blue eyes, her platinum locks tied back in a professional updo. Everything about the woman exuded confidence, from the way she held her chin to the slight sway in her hips.
Focus, you thought. Now is not the time to get distracted.
She held the door for you and you smiled gratefully, receiving a warm smile in return, a smile that made your insides feel warm and fuzzy in ways you couldn’t explain. Your arm brushed against hers as you passed by her, and suddenly it happened again, without warning as it unfortunately always did. Your head snapped back at the neck.
Loud, unadulterated, sinful moans filled your ears. You were sitting naked on a desk in what appeared to be an office, legs spread open wide. You could feel your own slick coating your thighs, your breathing was shallow and labored. There was someone else there, a presence behind you, you could smell their flowery perfume, feel their breath on your neck. A clicking of heels told you the woman was rounding the desk now, coming into view. Her platinum updo was coming undone, red lipstick smeared. Perfectly manicured hands came to a rest on your thighs as her sapphire gaze pierced yours.
You came back to your senses and realized, with a fluttering in the pit of your stomach, that the woman in your vision was the very same woman staring back at you now, giving you a strange look, confusion mixed with curiosity, little creases forming between her perfectly plucked brows. You became acutely aware of the fact that your face had turned a lovely shade of red, to rival that of the woman’s lipstick.
“Are you alright?” she asked, voice careful and guarded, eyes narrowing.
You couldn’t help but to stare at her, dumbfounded. Your mouth hung open slightly and you snapped it shut, clearing your throat and shifting your gaze to the frame of the door, behind the woman’s shoulder, so as to avoid any further eye contact. “I’m fine,” you squeaked out. “I need to go, I’m sorry.”
You left the woman behind as you scurried out to your car, not daring to look back.
Maybe now you wouldn’t need the caffeine after all.
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The woman from your vision consumed your thoughts throughout the entire drive to Nevermore Academy. Who was she? Why were you having sex with her in an office? And, perhaps most importantly, when would you see her again?
You parked your car and took a deep, shaky breath. Your visions could be so inconvenient sometimes. Now was not the time to be thinking about sex with some random woman - not when the most important job interview of your life was hanging in the balance. With one last look into your rear-view mirror to check your hair, you stepped out of your car and made your way up to the imposing school, following the instructions you had received via e-mail from the principal, Larissa Weems, to find her office.
Stopping in front of a pair of dark, wood-paneled double doors, you noticed that one of the doors stood slightly ajar, and you peeked your head in, knocking lightly as you did so.
“Come in,” you heard a smooth female voice call out.
You stepped into the room, looking around nervously. The room was filled with bookcases and trinkets. There was a magnificent fireplace off to the side, a fire roaring gently within.
Straight ahead stood a sturdy oak desk, the leather armchair turned around to face the massive windows just behind it.
Why did this office look so familiar? You racked your brain - there hadn’t been any pictures of the principal’s office on the school’s website, you knew this, you had studied the website long enough after all.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the swooshing sound of the chair swiveling around, revealing whom you assumed to be Principal Weems - and none other than the beautiful woman from the coffee shop from earlier.
You were stunned, rooted to the spot. You felt your stomach drop and a blush creep up your cheeks, your face slowly but surely turning crimson. If there were ever a moment you had wished the ground would swallow you up, surely it would be now.
“You must be Y/N. I’m Principal Weems, but please call me Larissa. We spoke over the phone last week, I must say I was very impressed with your resumé.” Larissa rose from her chair and rounded her desk, heels clicking, hand outstretched. She dropped her arm as she noticed you hadn’t moved an inch.
“You’re… I saw you at the Weathervane an hour ago, didn’t I? Are you alright? Would you like to sit down?”
Great. Just great. Not even a minute into the interview and your boss already thinks you’re a nutcase. Get it together.
You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment. When you opened them, you saw genuine concern in Larissa’s eyes as she gestured towards one of the armchairs in front of her desk.
“I’m alright. I’m so sorry, I’m afraid I’ve made a terrible first impression, Larissa. I, um, had a vision back at the Weathervane, and I’m still a bit rattled from it.”
“I understand,” Larissa said, and you could tell by the look in her eyes that she truly meant it. It nearly brought tears to your eyes - you had never felt understood before, only judged, and your heart ached, yearning for a place among the outcasts, yearning to be able to call Nevermore a home.
The interview went smoothly from then on. You shared stories on your childhood and background, went into your educational history, made sure your passion for the job came across in everything you said. Larissa displayed herself to be an exceptionally empathetic interview partner and seemed very impressed with your previous background in teaching. She promised to get back to you soon about the teaching position and by the time you had gotten back to your car, you had nearly forgotten about your earlier vision.
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Three days went by before you received the call that would change your life. The teaching position was yours - no other applicant had impressed Larissa as you had, and she was looking forward to having you on her staff. You were to start the following Monday, a week before the beginning of the semester, giving you time to prepare your lesson plans and meet your new colleagues. You hung up the call buzzing with excitement, though there was a strange nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach, gnawing at your insides. You were both excited and nervous to see Larissa again, and now that she was going to be your new boss, you had no idea what to expect, or how your vision was going to play into your new role at Nevermore Academy.
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Your first week at Nevermore flew by as you busied yourself with writing lesson plans, attending staff meetings, and getting to know your new colleagues.
It was a balmy Sunday evening, the evening before students were to arrive. Most teachers had already turned in a copy of their lesson plans for the semester, but you had waited until the last minute, wanting everything to be absolutely perfect. Which had led you to being in Larissa’s office this evening as she asked how you were getting along and assured you that the students would adore you.
The office was growing dark as the sun had long set on the horizon, save for the warm glow of the fire and the faint trace of moonlight. Larissa looked so beautiful, you mused, hair shining silver in the light of the moon. Her features looked softer in this light. She looked less like Principal Weems, head bitch in charge, and more like Larissa - sweet, gentle, caring. Her bright red lips curved upwards in a smile as she spoke with you, tongue darting out to wet her bottom lip, and your thoughts went back to the vision you’d had.
You felt a familiar burning sensation in your cheeks, a hot spring coiling up in your abdomen. If you didn’t leave soon, you knew you would spontaneously combust.
“I should go, it’s getting late and I should probably be well-rested to meet the kids tomorrow. Thanks for checking in on me Larissa, I do appreciate it.”
The warm smile you received in return made you dizzy.
“Of course, Y/N. If you need anything at all, you know where to find me.” She winked and rose from her armchair to see you out of her office.
As your hand made contact with the cool brass of the doorknob, your head snapped back and another vision came to you.
“Please,” you moaned. Larissa’s gaze never left yours as she lowered her head until it was level with your sex. You were dripping onto her desk, aching with desire. The scent of your arousal hung in the air, mixing deliciously with her perfume. She ran her tongue along your cunt, from your entrance to your throbbing clit, and you felt a pitiful whimper escape you.
You came back to your senses, breathing just as ragged as it was in your vision, head swimming.
“Y/N? Did you have another vision?”
You turned back to see a look of concern etched upon Larissa’s face. You could only stare at her in shock, a heat coiling in your stomach, a wetness pooling between your thighs.
“Larissa…”
The office was quiet, save for the crackling of the fire, but your ears were ringing. Your gaze fell to her lips - warm, soft, enticing… You took a step forward, until you were in Larissa’s space, her perfume invading your senses, her breath ghosting your face.
“Y/N?” Larissa whispered it, so quietly you wouldn’t have noticed she’d spoken if your eyes hadn’t been glued to her face.
Your lips were inches away from hers, your breaths mingling… it was Larissa who closed the gap. Her lips pressed into yours, gently at first then with more and more urgency.
When she pulled away, she took your shoulders in her hands and searched your face.
“Is this what your vision was about?” She was breathless, face unreadable.
You hesitated. “Sort of.”
“Sort of?” Larissa quirked her eyebrow.
You flushed as you considered how you would recount your vision to your boss.
“Well that wasn’t all my vision was about,” you conceded.
“What else happened in your vision?”
“Well… I was, um, on your desk…”
“Is that so?” Larissa took a step towards you, placing a hand on the oak next to your head and trapping you between her and the door.
You nodded pathetically. “And where was I?”
“B-between my legs,” your throat felt tight, you clenched your thighs together - your underwear drenched. The action was not lost on Larissa, whose pupils dilated, lips curling up into a devilish smirk.
“I have wanted you since I first laid eyes on you, darling,” she growled. Her body came flush against yours, pressing your back into the door. Your head was spinning, you had never craved someone’s touch like this before - the tension in the air was driving you wild.
“Then why don’t you take me?” Larissa moaned at your words and caught your lips in hers, hands flying to your hips and lifting you against the door. You wrapped your legs around her waist, teeth clashing, moaning desperately into each other's mouths. Your fingers curled up in Larissa’s hair, tugging gently and eliciting a delicious whine from her throat.
Stumbling, she brought you over to her desk and sat you on the edge, her lips never breaking contact with yours as her tongue explored the planes of your mouth. You were the first to pull away, panting, your hands coming up to your own blouse to undo the buttons.
“Fuck,” you muttered under your breath, fingers shaking too much to get the buttons undone. Larissa let out a low chuckle and swatted your hands away, taking over, pushing the blouse down your shoulders before moving to tear your skirt down your legs. You shifted your hips up to assist Larissa in her endeavor and your skirt hit the ground in a heap.
“Oh my darling, you’re absolutely desperate for me,” Larissa growled, noticing the stain on your panties. You whimpered, bucking your hips forward into the air.
“Larissa… you have no idea what you do to me.”
She slipped a hand under your panties, running two fingers along your slit and groaning as you moaned and threw back your head. She brought her fingers to her lips and ran her tongue along them, swirling her tongue around. She sucked the digits into her mouth, releasing them with a little pop that caused a fresh wave of desire to leak out of your core.
“I wonder, sweetheart, is this what you’ve been picturing since we first met? Have you thought about this during meetings? When we’ve passed each other in the halls?” Larissa was taunting you now, her fingers hooked around your panties. You squeezed your eyes shut and nodded, feeling the electricity of her fingers on the skin of your hips.
“Aren’t you a little slut?” You groaned, pressing your thighs together, the tension becoming unbearable. She was getting off on this, making you squirm under her gaze.
“... Rissa… please…”
“Please, what? Use your words, darling.”
“Please… fuck me,” your hips bucked at the air again, hands gripping the edge of the desk.
Those were apparently the words Larissa had been waiting for, for in a heartbeat she was pulling your panties down your legs. She rounded the desk to come up behind you, unclasping your bra. It was the moment you had been replaying in your mind for over a week now.
Larissa’s hands came to rest on your breasts from behind, massaging them, fingers teasing the peaks of your nipples, her lips latching onto your neck, claiming you as her own. She moaned into your ear, lust dripping from every sound she made, trying to spur you on with her voice, as if she were performing for you.
In lieu of panties, your own slick was now pooling onto the desk below you, your legs spread wide open and waiting in anticipation for what was to come.
Larissa’s perfume, a divine blend of floral and musk, filled your nostrils as she came closer to let out a loud groan into your ear, her breath husking over your neck, causing a shiver to run down your spine.
A clicking of her heels told you she was coming back to the front of her desk. Larissa was a sight to behold. Though, rather unfortunately, still fully clothed, her platinum updo was coming undone, curls spilling onto her shoulders. Her lipstick was smeared, lips swollen, her chest heaving. Perfectly manicured hands came to a rest on your thighs as her sapphire gaze pierced yours.
“What do you say?” Larissa commanded, nails digging into your skin to leave little red crescents.
“Please,” you moaned. Larissa’s gaze never left yours as she lowered her head until it was level with your sex. You were dripping onto her desk, aching with desire. The scent of your arousal hung in the air, mixing deliciously with her perfume. She ran her tongue along your cunt, from your entrance to your throbbing clit, and you felt a pitiful whimper escape you.
“Good girl,” she purred into your cunt, and you felt yourself shudder at the praise, a fresh wave of arousal dripping onto Larissa’s chin.
“Oh, my darling, you like it when mommy tells you how good you’ve been for her?” Larissa’s eyes met yours and you thought you might faint then and there, this was simply too good to be true.
“Y-yes, mommy,” you stuttered, grinding your hips into her mouth and gasping at the feeling of her wet tongue receiving your juices.
Flattening her tongue, she began to circle your clit in a steady rhythm as you bucked your hips up to meet her face, searching for friction, already so close from her teasing. Your hands found purchase in her curls, tightening your grip as you ground your clit into Larissa’s tongue, fingers tightening around her hair and undoing the rest of her elegant updo as you reached your climax. Your legs trembled, thighs snapping shut around Larissa’s ears. Her hands wound their way around your thighs, holding you firmly in place as you rode out your orgasm on her face.
Once your legs had stopped shaking and your thighs had loosened their hold on her head, Larissa looked up to you once more, making sure you held her eye contact as she wiped your juices from her chin. She placed tender kisses on your inner thighs, leaving faint lipstick marks.
She moved up your body, her hand landing firmly on your chest, and pressed a heated kiss to your lips, tongue begging for entry.
“Taste yourself, darling. You taste divine,” she moaned into your mouth, her tongue swirling around yours. Her breathy moans in your mouth had you ready again in mere seconds and you thought it very unfair that she was still fully clothed.
Still trapped in a passionate kiss, you reached out a needy hand and started to pull at the zipper on the side of Larissa’s dress. She pulled away from the kiss with an amused smirk gracing her swollen lips, straightening to her full height and looking down at you through hooded eyes.
“Just what do you think you’re doing?”
The amusement in her eyes gave you a shot of confidence. “I just thought it was unfair that I don’t get to see that killer body of yours.”
Larissa could barely conceal the blush creeping up her cheeks. “And what would you do with this ‘killer body’ of mine?”
“Worship it.”
All the air was briefly sucked out of the room. Your words went straight to Larissa’s core, a growl escaping her lips, hips twitching as she lunged forward to press needy kisses to your neck, nipping at the skin, marking it in hues of red and purple.
Your hands moved back to the zipper of Larissa’s dress and this time, she didn’t stop you, allowing you to pull the dress down her shoulders, slowly exposing her skin, bit by bit. Your hands gripped her hips pulling her towards you as you placed open-mouthed kisses to every bit of skin you could reach, sucking and biting, marking her as she had marked you. Her moans only spurred you on and you unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor and taking her breast in your mouth, swirling your tongue over the hardened peak and eliciting a delightful whine from the woman before you.
“Come,” Larissa commanded, gripping your shoulders and pulling you off the desk, guiding you to follow her as she fell back into one of the plush armchairs across from her desk, spreading her legs for you. Heat pooled in your stomach as your eyes fell to the dark spot in the middle of her panties. You pulled them down her legs, achingly slowly, your fingers brushing her long, toned calves on the way down, feeling her shiver underneath you.
“Be a good girl for mommy,” Larissa moaned, bringing her own fingers to her cunt and rubbing circles around her clit.
Your eyes widened, pupils dilating as you replaced her fingers with your own and brought one finger to her throbbing sex, dragging it slowly along her slit. You relished the whimpers that came from Larissa’s throat as you dragged two fingers from her entrance to her clit, gently rubbing the sensitive nub.
You plunged your fingers inside of her, beginning a rhythmic thrusting. Her juices dripped down your hand, staining the armchair underneath her. You curled your fingers inside of her and her hips bucked up erratically. She gripped the armrests of the chair, knuckles turning white, head thrown back in ecstasy. You latched your lips onto her clit, sucking gently, swirling your tongue faster and faster as Larissa’s hips increased their pace to match yours, each swirl of your tongue and curl of your fingers met with a sinful gasp of pleasure.
“Y/N… I’m s-so close…” she gasped. You acted quickly, adding a third finger, filling her completely. Larissa’s thighs began to quiver as she reached her climax. You wished you could burn this moment into your mind for eternity - her mouth hung open, breathy moans spilling out past her lips, chest heaving and flushed, eyes squeezed shut. Slowly licking her slit, you cleaned her up, savoring the taste of Larissa’s arousal - all for you.
“Sorry about the chair,” your eyes fell to the stain Larissa’s cum had caused in the smooth velvet of the seat.
Larissa’s eyes followed yours. She looked up at you for a moment, face unreadable. Then her head fell back and a genuine laugh bubbled forth from her chest.
“Yes, well, I suppose I’ll have to have that reupholstered before anyone notices.” Her frame shook with mirth as she leaned in to press her lips to yours in a sweet, gentle kiss.
“So… have you had any other visions?” Larissa smirked.
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The Yuurivoice boys 
(I am half joking…..)
Alphonse, The Pastel Punk 
wanna be sugar daddy actually sugar baby.
VID suggestion ”boyfriend offers comfort for anxiety/panic attacks”
Seth, The Bad Boy 
A.k.a. throw that line away. This is a teddy bear riding a motorcycle. 
VID succession ”soft southern boyfriend comfort for chronic illness”
(even if you don’t have a chronic illness I’d give it a listen)
Finn, The Cottagecore boyfriend
Actually, adorable, but sometimes scary. himbo 
VID Suggestion ”an oblivious soft boy asks you out on a date!”
Big Red, Your Demon Boyfriend
more like sweetheart your malewife boyfriend 
VID Suggestion ”your demon (sorta) boyfriend tells you his name”
(not gonna lie he was a bit difficult, because his story is so involved)
Faust, The astral streamer
You’ve heard of daddy issues you’ve heard of mommy issues get ready for brother issues (FEMBOY Addition)
This one is even more difficult but this is a good start 
VID suggestion ”nervous streamer meet up (NOT A DATE) at a bakery”
The boss, Auron 
Big titty boss man whose heart was locked in a cage 
Vid suggestion ”making out w/ your boss after hours”
Do not judge me for this 
Charlie, the pizza rat 
Dopey stoner who needs to see a therapist 
VID suggestion ”a smoky Makeout session gets spicy”
Don’t judge me, Pt 2 
Jack, of all trades 
Silly goofy mood so hard he got locked in the walls 
VID suggestion ”confessing to your oblivious best friend”
Hope you enjoy happy Simping
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Hi🥺 just wanted to send a message to say I sorta miss you and I hope you’re okay!♥️♥️
Hiii!! Awe thank you!! I’m okay just busy and stressed a lot. Thank you for checking though that’s super sweet💜
Also I haven’t gotten to read your sugar mommies spicy hours yet and I can’t wait till I have a bit of free time to read them!!!
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Food and Freight 🙄 🫁 🫀 🪗 🪕 😐 🎹 🐇🌾 ⛓ 🧲
Frilly sat up at her baby seat. The orchestra were eating "together."
She wriggled a little and looked around. She reached her hand out to the table to grab the salad handle and cried when she couldn't reach it. She was given a glass of water by a little singing girly lady. She said, "Thank you!" The little singing girly responded, "You're welcome, baby Frilly!" There was ice, sitting in the water. She picked it up with 2 hands, her fingers clasped around and drank it in silent gulps.
Finally, she got her tray. It had mozzarella sticks, in bread, 2 square pizza slices with pepperoni, a little salad with Caesar dressing and shredded mozzarella cheese, a brownie, and some iced tea with some sugar in it. She was still hungry and said, "Mommy!" Andre Rieu came over and put his arms around her waist and said, "What is it, my dearie?" He looked her closely in the eyes, and she said, "I'm hungry!" and started to cry a little bit. He lifted her from the high chair baby seat and went to the kitchen and made her some creamy soup of mushroom and celery and put some salty crackers on it. He spoonfed her sitting in the middle of his legs. He gave her some spicy candy. He put her in the toddler playground and let her play.
Frilly trotted over to "the girls room" and opened the door and "did her business" well. She retreated and went back to play.
So, it was time to go. Andre Rieu came and lifted her up and sat her in the trolly/streetcar in the back. After 2 hours of fun, he was back there and "sat down beside" her and their bodies touched and she was tired and leaned against him. He squeezed her around her little shoulders and arms and little bust and massaged her that way and sang her to sleep, a reminder.
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It’s been 109 days days since I asked hehe do you by any chance have the pairing written up yet? I’d love to finally be able to start your work..💕
Not gonna lie... I forgot this wasn't being posted... I really thought I had already posted it...
ANYWAY, part 1 of 5!!
This is being viewed as dom v sub relationships between them, so this is implied 18+ i guess???
chan/minho
* chan is minho's baby!!!! Minho caregiver 100%!!!!
* Chan needs someone to take care of him bc he gives and gives and gives bc he doesn't know how to Not Do That or Stop Doing That
* so Minho gently turns that into Chan being able to Let Go for a second, to Breathe.
* Minho makes sure Smexy Nights focus on chan recuperating and not having to deal with the responsibility of seven other lives
* but also, let's be honest!!! sometimes. things switch up. bc minho is Wine Mom of the group and deals with the Secondary Issues and things get hard!!!
* even then, tho... minho is still hyper aware of chan and tries to make it easier for him
* but yeah. minho absolutely just. takes away everything for chan. and chan loves him so fucking much
* i feel like their dynamic is very push and pull. stable in the way that they are each others rocks but fluid in the way the waves change and bend and fold.
chan/changbin
* changbin needs a good cry sometimes, ya know?? and chan gotta hug n smooch things better 🤷♀️ i don't make the rules, i just enforce them idk what to tell you
* chan has to be rougher with him tho. Like. Love wise.
* not necessarily rougher sex wise but definitely rougher love wise
* bc like. changbin is going to Need That Type of Reassurance.
* changbin is def the type of person (at least w chan) that can't always have the soft words
* chan: LISTEN!! TO ME!! 🗣🗣🗣 YOU ARE L O V E D AND B E A U T I F U L AND YOU DESERVE TO E A T AND STAY H E A L T H Y AND IF I HAVE TO BEAT UP YOUR BRAIN IN ORDER TO LOVE YOURSELF THEN I W I L L
* changbin, as his lizard brain activates: oh yes plz brain being dumb need hold
* i feel like their roles really don't flip
* changbin is very much in need of someone to take care of him in the way chan can and they love each other so v v much
* i definitely feel like chan would be more inclined to give his thoughts to changbin without sugar coating things and i think that's super important in their dynamic and it leads into their bedroom life as chan forces changbin to continuously communicate with him
chan/hyunjin
* okay listen. It changes. Hyunjin is too used to bouncing around in order for their dynamic not to as well
* in the way of: chan is still the dom whether he is top or bottom, but their positions change
* bc hyunjin needs control sometimes and je finds it in topping and feeling like he has the power in the situation without actually having the power.
* he's so afraid of it, of himself, and he and chan are working on it, but still
* it's hard.
* but also. Sometimes. Hyunjin just needs chan to wrap him in his arms and squeeze him and help him forget the rest of the world.
* chan is willing to give and give and give until there’s nothing left of himself, but he’s also willing to take and take and take until hyunjin doesn’t think life hurts as much
chan/jisung
* they're soft. so soft.
* and giggly.
* and touchy.
* neither of them would be able to take anything seriously. grinning like fucking idiots while their teeth bump, which only serves to make them laugh harder.
* chan would be the top (and dom), but if jisung is feeling spicy, who is chan to deny him?
* and jisung wouldn’t be able to let go of chan. they’d be touching c o n s t a n t l y. and chan 100% indulges him at any moment
* even so, jisung is Tired Constantly^tm, so he Does Not Do Work Ever^tm
* but he likes being babied :((( let him be babied :((((
* i just feel like it would be fun, ya know??? like they’re best fucking friends above all and they’re cute and in love and they just wanna make e/o happy
* and chan would be super good about making sure both their sex life and their non-sex life stay healthy
* by that, i mean: he would be super careful not to diminish his sexual relationship with jisung to a reward system attached to his mental health
* he'd be super careful that jisung doesn't think they're only having sex bc he isn't feeling well or bc he's feeling better and that he's undesirable when he's not feeling well
* and i think that's super important in all relationships but especially in a relationship like theirs (esp bc i think jisung has really bad rejection sensitive dysphoria)
chan/felix
* baby duckling imprints on mommy duck energy
* like felix does a little !!!!🥺!!!!!
* have you seen fruits basket??? where haruhi is watching over kagura??? and kagura just [is baby] and haruhi just [drops everything!! squeals, hugs, dotes!!]
* yeah that’s them
* felix: [says a single word]; chan: holy shit take my soul just- just take it, no don’t worry about it, here take my wallet too oh my gosh you want food??? i’ve got some in my backpack.
* chan = soft dom, felix = the babiest. like. THE babiest.
* and don't get me wrong-- i'm not trying to infantalize anyone in any situation, i just feel like this is the type of person felix is. he needs constant reassurance and physical affection and blatant, direct acknowledgements to understand that he is enough and doing well
* with this in mind, felix 100% wants to be called good and sweet and pretty and loved!!!
* and chan is INDULGENT. AS HE SHOULD BE.
* and the aftercare??? a straight fucking HOUR of chan holding felix n rocking them back and forth and promising felix that He Is The Best Ever
chan/seungmin
* okay, well, i have a l w a y s headcannoned seungmin as ace
* (shut the fuck up I'm not projecting, you're projecting.)
* despite that, nonsexually, seungmin= biggest bottom ever
* chan= biggest service dom ever.
* that man is wrapped around seungmin's fingerrrrr
* seungmin wants him to walk away from dinner???? Done. Bring him apple slices in bed???? Absolutely. Carry him through the house For No Reason??? Bitch you KNOW it.
* even so. Seungmin is too Good to (truly) abuse the power he holds despite knowing chan would walk to the ends of the earth for him
* so chan tries!!!! But seungmin says 🙅♀️ and chan says 🥺 and seungmin goes hhhhhhhhhh okay but just this once!!!! bc he is Weak As Well
* all this to say, i think they have a very give and take relationship
* and neither of them want to take bc they're scared so they keep giving and giving and giving
* and idk maybe sometimes those clashing personalities start a fight, but they work it out in the end and try to do better, to take as much as they give, to realize that it isn't selfish, isn't bad, to let the other take care of them.
chan/jeongin
* jeongin brat. try to tell me otherwise. SIKE! YOU C A N ' T!
* but in the way where chan goes "!! Take care of yourself!!" and jeongin goes "😂 that's cute that you think I'll listen to you 💕 make me."
* spoiler alert: chan does.
* sometimes, ya gotta pin your s/o down and get them to drink water and eat and love themself.
* it's kinda like holding a cat that likes being held but makes you fight for it (in a healthy and non-oppressive way)
* but you'll "fight" them for it bc you love them!! and you'd do anything for them!!
* and you know that they only fight you bc they feel like no one ever put them first in their life so they know if they make you work for it and you DO stay and keep trying, it means you actually do love and value them
* and that's on trauma 😎
* so yeah. Chan will take the challenge. Bc he loves his traumatized s/o
* and i think that's super important as well, recognizing your partner's trauma and taking it into account without diminishing them solely to their trauma
* and chan does a good job of that both in and out of their bedroom
#stray kids#skz#doodlebugrambles#chan#jisung#felix#minho#changbin#seungmin#jeongin#hyunjin#ask#faceless#part 1#1 of 5
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Lamia Drama Part 7
As always, the species depicted in this belong to @vex-bittys
FINALLY TROUSLE IS HERE! >:D The only ACTUAL bitty of the bunch XD
It ends with friendship, but warning, this chapter’s kinda sad at the middle. Poor boy...
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Trousle was doing circles in the Papython enclosure up from, making sure his scales were extra shiny for everyone who came to look! His armor was polished, his posing practiced, and bones an excellent shade of white! Admittedly he’d cheated a little bit and stolen some whitening toothpaste to roll around in (plus it made him smell minty!), but he had to show off the best he could with his looks!
Because he didn’t have a voice.
No, that wasn’t fair to say. The nice people at the shop had gotten him a little phone and speaker so people could hear him, and he had gotten positively great at the art of typing! But he couldn’t quite live up to the chirps and “Nyeh”s of his breatheren…
No, that’s silly! They’d just gotten chosen first! He’d get his time! Eventually! Sure, not many went for Papythons when they wanted a nice, quiet companion, but that just meant he had to work a little extra! Even if he had been here seventeen years already, that surely meant his time was soon! Right? Any day would be the day! It’d never be the day.
A little girl walked up, eyes wide as she bounced on her feet. The other Papython greeted her with a chorus of “Nyehs” and curious chirps. Well, those that weren’t too busy chasing a little ball around the enclosure or “hunting” a teddy bear. Trousle himself slithered to the front as well, typing on his little keyboard until an electronic “Hello small human!”
But it was drowned out by a chorus of the rest:
“Nyeh!”
“Oh! They small! I small!”
“We’re all small!”
“I didn’t know hair could be red!”
“You match my tail!”
“So so cute!”
“Cute cute friend!”
“Hello human!”
That said, the little one’s eyes – big, brown eyes – were locked on him and his little keyboard. Trousle’s soul flipped in his chest and he tried again, typing into his phone. “Hello small human!”
“Oh! She likes you?”
“Great!”
“Congratulations!”
“Nyeheheh!”
His friends, the other Papython, backed off enough to give him a little space to show off. They knew he’d been here a while, and all but the youngest (who hadn’t gotten the hint and had to be dragged away) backed off a little so he could show off. Trousle pressed to the glass, waving hello and letting out a breathy attempt at a chirp.
“Hehehe! Mommy look! This one’s got a little computer!” The kid said. She put a hand to the glass and Trousle eagerly pressed his head and hands on the other side. “Can I say hi?” The child said, looking at her mom.
Chris, one of the up-front workers, came over and smiled, “You’re interested in Trousle? I’m sure he’s happy to hear that, aren’t you?”
Trousle nodded enthusiastically, trying his best to reach up out of the tank, but of course it was made specifically so they couldn’t just get out and run everywhere during the day time – briefly they had tried that model, but the Mambas complained it was unfair that some bitties could roam free and not others, and when that happened they had to give several shots of antivenom over the next month while they tracked down all the more poorly-behaved bitties; the person who decided that letting all the Mambas and Corals roam free was a good idea was chewed out by Nikolai and promptly fired, but everyone had to stay in tanks while the shop was open after that.
The child’s mother came over and looked at Trousle. Trousle, hoping to please, puffed himself up and waved hello before rolling onto his back all cute-like, wiggling his tail. A bit infantile perhaps, but there is no harm in a bit of silliness! The little girl giggled and stuck her tongue out. Trousle flicked his out too and she giggled. So cute!
“Which one is that?” The mom asked.
“That’s Trousle. Would you like to hold him? He’s very friendly.”
The mother nodded and Chris lowered his hand for Trousle to wrap around, lifting him so that the mom could hold him. Trousle wrapped around her arm – not too tight of course – in a big hug, nuzzling her hand. “Well aren’t you sweet?”
“Oh oh oh! You’re sooooo cute! I’m Mia!” The kid, Mia, said, hopping up and down on her little feet and making grabby hands for him.
“Can you say Mia?” The mother said in that little baby-voice.
Trousle’s soul sank and he glanced over at his abandoned phone. He couldn’t just say no, but he literally couldn’t say anything.
Chris came to his “rescue” by saying, “Ah… Trousle’s mute I’m afraid.”
“Ah. Shame… Poor thing,” the mother said, something cold and disappointed in her voice. She gave that all-too familiar sigh that made his soul run cold. He tried hugging more, but she was already scanning the other Papython.
“Can we keep him?” Mia said, little curls of ginger hair bouncing.
Trousle uncoiled, trying to reach for her, but the mother was already moving, putting him back with the rest.
“You don’t want that one sweetie. He wouldn’t make much of a companion, being all quiet and always on that phone. Why don’t you say hi to one of the others? Or maybe the Pygmys, I’ve heard they’re playful!” There was a bit of fuss from Mia, but her mother brought her to the Pygmys, not sparing a glance back.
“Are you alright?” Chris asked. “Sorry, but…”
“It’s okay.” Trousle typed, even though it very much wasn’t. But it’s not like it was the first time, just the first in a while for him. He’d been so close. But no one looking for a Papython wants a quiet companion or one that’s on the phone a lot. If they want something more quiet, there are Honey-Bos, Cornies, Chains, and some of the Kings even, but not Papython. But, of course, those looking for a quiet bitty to just play games with probably couldn’t handle his levels of excitement and activity.
But oh well. There were worse things. The shop was mostly good, and he’d been here so long it’d be absolutely weird to leave at this point.
The other Papython gathered around him to try to cheer him up, but he just wanted to be alone after that, maybe nap for a little bit. Before he could settle in though, one of the other workers came to scoop him and his little system up, Gracie.
“Nikolai wants you lil dude,” Gracie said. “I think they’re doing some DnD stuff? A bit of a weird time for it, but the boss man was insistent, and I ain’t gonna tell him no.”
Nikolai belonged to the owner, but she was getting older. In her absence, Nikolai… Well, he wasn’t officially in charge, but he’d been there longest, knew how it ran, and had venomous fangs and a long, powerful tail, two traits most people wouldn’t argue against even if he’s a caring person at heart. He didn’t quite wear his heart on his sleeve, but it usually didn’t take too long for it to show through. It was more like he wore his heart on his undershirt or something – you had to go through a layer or two, but it wasn’t the best hidden.
Trousle hid partly in her sleeve as he was brought to the back. While he was used to humans and their general size, something about being surrounded by big lamia he didn’t know was a bit nerve wracking. Nothing was sized for him back here, but his friends would never leave him behind! He just has to get to them first.
Nikolai was sitting in the break room, sipping a hot cup of extra-spicy chai tea while Keith had a Mountain Dew next to him. Gracie sat Trousle on the table, and Keith slid a shotglass of hot chocolate with marshmallows his way.
“Where’s Hux and Liam?” Trousle typed, head quirked to the side. If Nikolai had coffee, Keith had Mountain Dew, and he was getting hot chocolate, it was clearly a DnD day, even if it was wildly off schedule – they usually didn’t play during work hours, given that there was, well… work. Also, Keith had some player manuals on the table and his DM screen among them.
Speak of the devil…
“Where’s the broad?” Hux huffed as he slithered in, arms crossed.
“Just listen a second,” Keith said… and then said nothing else.
Trousle was, naturally, confused, and Hux visibly was too, but then he heard an unfamiliar woman’s voice: “Warlocks are one of my favorites – patrons are basically built in lore – but Druids are a mood and Martials can be fun too. Sometimes you just wanna smash stuff with a big hammer, y’know?”
“Her voice carries,” Nikolai said.
Keith chuckled, “She’s just excited I bet. I’m pretty sure you, Mister works with literal babies all the time, are the last person who can’t handle someone being a little loud.”
Nikolai chuckled, rolling his eyes, “I wasn’t complaining. Just a statement.”
“Anyways, Glitterass wants to meet her at his enclosure first. Y’know, like a drama queen,” Hux said. “He’s pretending he can’t get out still.”
Almost in unison, Keith and Nikolai said, “We’re coming.”
“Me too?” Trousle typed, then made “pick me up” hands.
Nikolai lowered his arm for Trousle, “You too.”
“I’m getting my freaking coffee,” Hux said. No doubt he’d get it with half a scoop of sugar, make a quarter of it milk, add two servings of cinnamon, and then a tablespoon of chocolate. It was his favorite.
“C’mon then,” Keith said, leading the way with his hands tucked in his pockets like he always did when he was either nervous or excited. Trousle wasn’t sure which, but agreed with him either way.
#Lamia Drama#Lamia Drama Part 7#Papython Bitty#Papyrus#Bittybones#Trousle the Papython#Who is actually a bitty for once#Muteness#Adoption scenario#Well almost#Sad#Bittersweet#But hey FRIENDSHIP#Nikolai the King#Hux the Coral#Keith the Chain#Hux#Nikolai#Keith#Trousle#Lamia
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okay. i will do this for my brand new mommy milkers mutual but im making a new post
was tagged by @buildacatboy ❗️❗️❗️ thank uuuu <3
im tagging mm @bugsarecool @bartlesandjaymesandyou @noah-liketheboat @temencmoth and @nbtuna my beloved 💖 i think ur supposed to tag 9 ppl but here we are
fav color: orange !! most of the time
currently reading: i just finished the crystal kingdom taz graphic novel, but ive also been working thru some collected works of nikolai gogol for like. a solid year now 😭
last song: im listening to The Slow Parts on Death Metal Albums by The Mountain Goats as we speak
last movie: i think it was the 2nd lotr movie?? unless inside counts then it was inside. im pretty sure. unless the fuckin 1 1/2 hours of behind the scenes for the 2nd lotr movie counts in which case it was that 🤔
last series: i think it was ted lasso??? that sounds right
sweet, savory, or spicy: i dont knwo how to answer this question i just like it when food tastes good in my mouth
cravings: maccy cheese…
tea or coffee: tea im so sorry i cant stomach coffee without like, so much cream and sugar and other stuff in it literally tastes so bad. like sad bitter water
currently working on: finding a. new therapist and also some college stuff :///
#thank u for tagging me!!!!#these r always so scary to do but i am trying to put myself out there more so. :]#soda chats#also any like mutuals or whatever i didnt tag feel free i just got embarrassed tagging ppl 😭
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I’ll Drive
A fun family day by the lake. Fish are chased, sandwiches are eaten, and heart felt moment is shared between two lovers. It’s very sweet.
“Come on! Come get in the water!” Cross cried to her.
But Annaka was more than happy to ignore him, sat on the dock, toes dangling just above the lake. This place was so beautiful, trees dipping into the water to drink, the water itself a sparklingly clear, little fish zipping around by the shore. Even Allen was having fun using Timcampy to scoop up as many of the little fish as possible.
“Can we cook them?” He’d asked a few minutes ago, eyes filled with dazzling mischief.
“Hmm I don’t think so, baby. Those are too small. Maybe if you catch a big one…beside I made sandwiches.”
“Peanut butter-“
“Peanut butter and banana and a spicy jam, yes your favorite.”
Allen thought about this before shrugging. “Okay.”
Now she was watching Cross happily float around further out in the lake and Allen slowly swimming towards him to try and scare him. From out of her bag came her notepad and a pencil to jot down her poems. As she scrawled out something about family, she felt something wrap around her leg.
“Allen?” She asked, looking down. “What’s up kiddo?”
“I’m distracting you,” he answered, wiggling a bit like a tadpole.
“From-“
Before she could ask what, her notebook was ripped from her hands by Timcampy and suddenly she was falling off the dock. The sound of her splashing into the water and sudden drop in tempature hit her before anything else.
In the second she was underwater, she lost herself. She was reminded of all the times in high school were she jumped off the dock fully clothed. How she dreamed of sinking deep to the bottom and into the soft mud.
Annaka remembered how easy it was to want to drown.
A panic like a burn, she ripped herself from the bottom and toward the surface. A coward again maybe but she knew something was waiting for her at the top.
That something was a grinning Cross and the sight of her surrogate child once again chasing fish. Her lover looked down at her, water dripping from his hair, and said,
“Hey mermaid.”
She responded by splashing him.
With a sick grin, he backed up. His footsteps made the old wooden dock creak. And then he began to run, sprinting off the dock and into the water with a huge splash that soaked her again.
When he popped back up, a frenzy of red hair and smiling, he asked, “How’s the water?”
“Jackass,” she said, swimming over to help Allen catch fish.
Soon after she arrived though, Allen announced that he was hungry. She sloshed out of the water with him to sit back on the dock. The cold air that had been trapped in the cooler wrapped around her arm pleasantly as she pulled out lunch for them. The baggies had that wonderfully nostalgic water film on them. Sandwiches and apple slices in plastic baggies, juices sweating in the heat, a mother and son nomming.
“Cross!” She called out to him. “Allen will eat your sandwich if you don’t come in for lunch!”
“I can do that?” Allen asked quietly.
“No, of course not you little munchkin,” she responded gently pinching his cheeks.
Over the sound of Allen insisting he was not a munchkin, Cross called back, “Fine! But I’m not getting out of the water!”
“I can do that?” Allen asked again.
She smiled. “I don’t know if you’re tall enough but you’re welcome to try.”
Setting his sandwich down, he jumped off the dock. Indeed, his two little hands barely grabbed the edge and pulled him up just a bit. He made a chomping motion and Annaka laughed, moving the sandwich towards him.
Cross swam up to what she guessed was now the family equivalent of a swim up bar and asked, “A whiskey on the rocks. Two sugars and kiss for sweeter.”
“One grape juice and a sandwich coming right up, sir.”
“Hmm Can I still get the kiss?”
“Depends on how much you tip,” she teased shaking his bottle of grape juice like a cocktail before cracking it open and handing it to him.
“I found this pretty piece of seaglass earlier,” he said, showing off a beautiful blue piece. She snatched it from his hand and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. Allen giggled at them uncharastically of little boys but very Allen-like.
They ate their respective sandwiches, though mostly it was Annaka feeding a whole deli’s worth of sandwiches to her son. After Allen ate all of the four she had to offer, he began to race Timcampy to the other side of the lake. Cross simply rested his chin on the edge of the dock, waiting for her to finish her own baggie of peeled apple slices.
Once she finished though, she laid on her stomach, the wood splinters threatened to pierce through her bathing suit but she ignored them in favor of picking up a piece of Cross’s damp hair. She rubbed the lock in between her fingers.
“Who the mermaid now?” She teased.
“What do I have to say to get you back in the water?” He asked.
“Hmmm...I’m really feeling tired...maybe if you promise to drive home…”
“I promise.”
True to her word, after packing the baggies into the cooler to be thrown away later, she slipped into the water. Cross enveloped her in his arms, dragging her slowly out into the deep end.
She remembered when he taught Allen how to swim. The trust that he wasn’t going to drag her under was the same here. Safe in Cross’s arms, the water smoothed on her skin of her legs like a soft pet.
Wait a minute.
“Something just touched my leg,” she announced.
“Oh yeah?”
Again the gently petting of what was probably a large fish before it nibbled on her toes. Annaka shrieked, trying time climb up Cross like a tree to escape the terrifying bass and he had the audacity to laugh at her.
“It’s just a bass. They’re everywhere in this lake,” he assured, trying to coax her off his shoulders. “Usually they’re scared of humans though.”
“Well they are not scared of me!” She cried, kicking his hands away.
Cross laughed. “I’m gonna fall over, get down.”
“No way! You couldn’t-“
And then he tipped back, dunking them both into the bass filled abyss. At least ten of the fish swam around them, scales glittering in the afternoon sun. It was beautiful in a way.
Until she caught another one nibbling at her toes.
The air bubbles erupted from her mouth as she screamed underwater. She broke every Olympic record as she raced to break the surface. When she returned, Cross was laughing at her.
“You’re so goddamn cute, Annaka.” Before she could blush, he pulled her in again. Then, like the bastard he was, he turned to Allen and shouted, “Hey brat! Turns out Mommy is the perfect fishing bait!”
“No, no she is not!” Annaka protested.
“She is?” Allen asked.
“No!”
“Yup!” Cross chimed. “I’ll hold her still, you come grab a fish!”
“Noooo!” She cried out again, unable to hold in her laughter anymore. Faking desperation, she tried wiggling out of Cross’s grasp. Experience however, taught her this was a near impossible task.
Cross teased in her ear. “Keep it up, fish love live bait.” And she laughed again, kicking in the water as their son swam around like a shark. Or whatever hunted bass.
“Lemme go! Lemme go!” She yelled through her laughter.
“You want me to throw you?” Cross threatened with another cheeky grin.
Annaka rolled her eyes. “You couldn’t possibly-“
And then she was launched away from him, landing several feet away in the water. Gone was Allen’s fascination with the fish. Now it was time to be tossed.
And they were.
The rest of the day was spent trying to catch fish, getting thrown by Cross, or devouring whatever scraps were left in the cooler. Then they packed everything into the car, wrapped a near half asleep Allen in a towel, and set him in the back seat.
Also a man of his word, Cross got behind the driver’s wheel and they quickly were moving away. The lake disappearing behind the trees again as if hiding in wait for their return.
Annaka glanced back at Allen. With the sunset gently smoothing his features and his head buried in a soft Timcampy, he slept on despite Cross’s bumpy driving. She smiled.
“I think he had fun today,” Cross said, drawing her attention back up front. She hummed in agreement before saying,
“I forgot how nice it is to fall asleep. After a long hot day of swimming, to eat something and really fall asleep knowing you’re safe and loved, you know?”
“I do.” Even though he didn’t.
They sat in silence for a while. Even the crunching of leaves did not break it. Annaka rested her head against the car window, watching the trees fly by.
She smiled again. “You know, when I was a kid. My grandpa used to drive me to and from Sedona to a place called Slide Rock. It was like a natural water park. People just slid on the slippery rocks.”
With a sigh, she continued. “I used to love it. Spent hours climbing up and down to slide. And afterward, on the way back down, we would stop and get Dairy Queen. I’d get a cheeseburger and a blizzard and scarf it down on the way back home.”
Cross looked over to see tears bubbling up in the corners of her eyes.
“It was a two hour drive there and back. And he used to do that for me. He used to drive the four hours and I’d get to sleep softly in the car knowing I was safe and loved.”
A sniffle.
“He loved me so much,” she cried, tears rolling down her face. Cross let her have the moment until she wiped the tears away. “Sorry don’t know where that-“
“Anytime.” He said.
“Huh?”
“Anytime you want to come to the lake. I’ll drive you.”
She wept, tears pouring down her cheeks after she just mopped then up. Annaka just cried and that was okay. Cross slowly petted her arm until the tears and exhaustion put her to sleep.
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Bondage?
🌶️ Sugar Mommies Spicy Hour🌶️
All 4 of them.
Are heavily into this.
Baby adores being chased down and tied up to be used however they see fit.
Natasha adores being the one to pin her lovely submissive down, pin her wrists above her head and lock her wrists to the headboard - or behind her back.
Carol really likes to gag you. With her hand, an actual ball gag, or a shirt. She loves the sound of your muffled cries.
Wanda loves both. Loves chasing you down, dragging you from your hiding spot and doing something similar to both Carol and Natasha. But she also loves being the one tied up. She just never expects you to do it.
That made for a very interesting night.
#natasha romanoff#wanda maximoff#carol danvers#reader insert#sugar mommies#natasha x wanda x carol x reader#sugar mommies!asks#sugar mommies spicy hour#sugar mommies spicy hour🌶️
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Just finished reading your works Helper and All That Never Glittered. Great work! I'm actually collecting such works and was wondering where I could view the epilogue parts you have? Thanks!
Hi! I’m really glad you enjoyed them, it means a lot to me :D
Currently, the epilogues have yet to Officially Come Out, though I have plans to get at least one (maybe two) out in the next week or two. Because you asked so nicely, though, I thought I’d give you a lil sneak peak into a few of them since I have a lot of them partially written! Under the cut for dash tidiness
From an angst-and-fluff piece following up Waffles’ It’s A No, Then epilogue for Blue Sky. Spoilers for that, obviously:
Every so often a voice in Chell’s head would chime in, as she went about some small task or the other. It would chime in and it’d say: He proposed and you said no.
She didn’t regret it. Not in the slightest. It was the only thing she could say. There was nothing worse that she could’ve thought of at the time, playing mommy-wife to anyone, least of all a man-child with no ambitions. Every so often The Incident in the woods would come to her mind and she would involuntary shudder. It made her feel guilty, sometimes, that she knew he felt worthless and sometimes she couldn’t help but think that he was right.
But she never said that to him.
He was given a large stack of books when he said, more officially, that he’d like to teach math. The new Republic of Michigan would’ve laughed him out of the room if they weren’t so desperate for teachers and if his board exam scores weren’t so shockingly high for a man who had never seen a bubble sheet in his life.
From another angst to fluff piece about Wheatley getting Betterish:
He’d been under nearly constant watch for the next few weeks, and then after that, everyone eased up. Everyone was so… Demonstrably affectionate. Not an hour went by when he wasn’t told he was loved, where someone didn’t smile at him.
He hated it.
He didn’t say anything, just smiled and told them thank you, told them he was grateful, told them he wanted nothing more than to live a happy life in Eaden. He never lied, he was rubbish at that, but it was apparent to everyone that he wasn’t telling a whole and complete truth.
He was appreciative of Garrett, though. Garrett didn’t lie to him. Garrett didn’t sugar coat anything. Hell, Garrett just spent time. That was all. He sometimes brought booze and offered Wheatley some, and Wheatley often would take it and drink until he felt somewhat better. The two of them would sit in the north field and get piss drunk - though Wheatley felt very different than Garrett seemed to feel.
Then there’s a ton of spicy angst that I want to keep a total surprise but be warned: o o f.
I hope this can tide you over until I can Officially Post The Other Things. Don’t judge those snippets too hard, they’re completely unedited lmfao. Cheers, have a good day/night/whatever time it happens to be, and be safe!! Love you <3
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december 2019
1. dsps - folk song for you
2. plastic plastic - ฮัม
3. 宇宙ネコ子 - 君のように生きれたら
4. pomplamoose - a vizsla in a tesla in ibiza
5. kate bollinger - untitled
6. rae spoon - again + again + again
7. mindy gledhill - lines
8. sorcha richardson - high in the garden
9. nada surf - something i should do
10. ratboys - alien with a sleep mask on
11. namdose - all that you have
12. modest mouse - ice cream party
13. varsity - still apart
14. keren ann - odessa, odyssée (patchworks remix)
15. michelle blades - kiss me on the mouth
16. sarah jaffe - all my friends are pretty
17. tristen - red lava
18. myzica - can't come back
19. christelle bofale - origami dreams
20. lorelle meets the obsolete - acción vaciar
21. overcoats - leave if you wanna
22. and the kids - the final free
23. methyl ethel - real tight
24. blood cultures - uncertainty - an anthem
25. dori freeman - like i do
26. sparrows - gold in the tide
27. wild pink - how's the tap here
28. romantic states - ballerina
29. emily yacina - bleachers
30. aldous harding - fixture picture
31. paula cole - all or nothing
32. jenny owen youngs - living room
33. ings - if not you
34. harmony woods - swing
35. soccer mommy - yellow is the color of her eyes
36. yumi zouma - bruise
37. barrie - human nature
38. starover blue - anemone
39. lost film - enough
40. hazel english - shaking
41. gabrielle papillon - don't want to go to bed
42. she her her hers - floating city
43. adoy - lemon
44. the radio dept. - pulling our weight
45. siamese cats - billion light years
46. brightness - midnight mass
47. mint julep - stranger
48. wildlife - follower (lala)
49. lightning bug - vision scraps
50. whimsical - i always dream of you
51. horsebeach - trust
52. temple of angels - cerise dream
53. spool - tip of a finger
54. me not you - i should know better
55. ardency - stress dreams
56. holy holy - frida
57. sidewave - return
58. cafuné - friction
59. twin limb - see you in the warm light
60. space above - stolen days
61. bora york - too soon, too cold
62. prune deer - by air
63. night tempo - new dawn
64. stan forebee - serene
65. ødyssee - how we feel
66. another silent weekend - falling apart
67. luvbird - without u
68. cocabona - howl
69. goosetaf - upstream
70. baechulgi - thanks
71. oatmello - yakisoba
72. chief. - into sleep
73. rook1e - we'll stay inside when it rains
74. leaf beach - mirage
75. meltycanon - jolyne
76. lordsun - last time
77. avery sennin - watch me
78. easy life - sangria
79. basick - oohooh
80. manon - winter lil life
81. meisterbeatz - masters of the humanverse
82. leikeli47 - bad gyal flex
83. keke palmer - twerk n flirt
84. chynna - mood
85. princess nokia - balenciaga
86. kodie shane - 2 many
87. 2 chainz - threat 2 society
88. frank ocean - in my room
89. the midnight hour - harmony
90. kari faux - in the air
91. fka twigs - holy terrain
92. be steadwell - witch
93. qveen herby - confetti
94. kehlani - you know wassup
95. diamond white - love songs 4
96. queen naija - good morning text
97. dounia - lowkey grl
98. michaela - 111
99. cautious clay - saturday morning cartoons
100. quin - calling
101. mcclenney - love in the sky
102. sevyn streeter - whatchusay
103. cassie - excuses
104. syd - getting late
105. deaton chris anthony - racecar
106. cuco - feelings
107. miraa may - fwm
108. tinashe - save room for us
109. luna shadows - practice
110. bea miller - feel something
111. kaina - waiting on a day
112. rationale - hurts the most
113. masego - big girls
114. ecco2k - fragile
115. ari mason - pangaea
116. tennyson - collapse
117. exes - burnout
118. hope tala - d.t.m.
119. love x stereo - zero one
120. rén with the mane - burnin
121. reddish blu - waste my time
122. bülow - boys will be boys
123. madge - bonedeep
124. honeycraft - circles
125. friday night plans - antiquities
126. ider - body love
127. lusine - not alone
128. cehryl - home video
129. baths - wistful (fata morgana)
130. pale blue - a heart whose love is innocent
131. keep shelly in athens - caryatid
132. alex lustig - stardust
133. briana marela - there is value in you
134. mija - sweat it out
135. bella boo - way chill
136. direct - give and take
137. kozoro - girl of the sky
138. cloudnone - wish
139. attom - follow me
140. nvdes - bump it
141. lisel - digital light field
142. com truise - gaussian
143. little boots - infrared
144. the fin. - cold
145. dan mason ダン·メイソン - everytime i cry
146. liz - bubblegum
147. blackbird blackbird - myself
148. luxxury - another lifetime
149. ducktails - catch a rising star
150. marsheaux - alone (all alone)
151. nora van elken - needed you
152. louise burns - over you
153. genes - give it away
154. yota - limelight
155. the griswolds - aliens
156. cristina quesada - love at third sight
157. jessie ware - mirage (don’t stop)
158. l.e.j - pas l'time
159. madelin - monarch (hot fun remix)
160. pink skies - looking back
161. twinkids - psycho
162. gloss - blah blah blah
163. telex telexs - june
164. cheat codes - i feel ya
165. melanie c - high heels
166. ciara - thinkin bout you
167. joy. - diamond
168. tatiana hazel - can't help but notice
169. ralph - last time
170. litany - love letter
171. gabrielle aplin - like you say you do
172. misterwives - find my way home
173. kate nash - bad lieutenant
174. ellie goulding - sixteen
175. charli xcx - porsche
176. bts - make it right
177. sofi de la torre - pero no
178. hayley kiyoko - l.o.v.e. me
179. millie turner - swimming pool
180. fleurie - sway
181. harry styles - watermelon sugar
182. fractures - chains
183. madeline - di bale na lang
184. middle kids - real thing
185. hikes - mahal kita
186. elephant gym - gaze at blue
187. mol-74 - playback
188. delta sleep - sultans of ping
189. sore eyelids - everything's a waste
190. microwave - mirrors
191. hawthorne heights - hard to breathe
192. pohgoh - repeat exchanges
193. upset - brighton
194. honeyblood - gibberish
195. liza anne - devotion
196. dressy bessy - what do i get?
197. holiday ghosts - slipstream
198. the regrettes - here you go
199. tsunami bomb - sinkhole
200. beach slang - tommy in the 80s
201. this is fantastic for you - skullduggery
202. loma prieta - continuum
203. andrea von kampen - crossing the bar
204. chelsea cutler - please
205. shannon lay - november
206. mount eerie - love without possession
207. shannon wright - these present arms
208. fromm - with you
209. stella jang - how could a person always be lovely
210. ikimonogakari - we do
211. cheeze - blue champagne
212. oohyo - pizza
213. perfume - 再生
214. asoboism - uchoten
215. key - i wanna be
216. wasuta - デデスパボン!
217. eill - one last time
218. isyana sarasvati - feel so right
219. asako toki - that summer
220. kolme - repeat
221. dia - woowa
222. got7 - run away
223. cream - mvp
224. exid - how you doin'
225. twice - fake & true
226. gfriend - wish
227. azki - reflection
228. kirara magic - moka
229. p19 - infinitymoflity
230. b3lla - akihabara
231. wisp x - faeth
232. sanaas - leaving me (freezer remix)
233. pleeg - breath
234. colate - 三日月ランデヴー
235. ハレトキドキ - テルミー (smooth rap)
236. fujifire - cafè delight
237. nanahira - doki doki virus
238. cute girls doing cute things - too spicy
239. d-real - disco night
240. mélonade - extra
241. uno - バーチャルワールドが僕らの町にやってきた
242. nyarons - because of youth
243. club2tokyo - drlng
244. ohey - forgiveness
245. yukiyanagi - tourbillon
246. wave meow - in love
247. ducky - my flower, your garden
248. slushii - i'd do anything
249. magic circuit - quiet rooms
250. anamanaguchi - on my own
251. sweet dove - perches in the soul
252. akisai - allemande
253. ★star guitar - part of me
254. teen daze - open
255. [.que] - happily
256. hiromi - sepia effect
257. albert karch - celestially light iv
258. satomoka - 雨の日のストール
259. hana - cowgirl bebop
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Vegan Mother’s Day Brunch Recipes!
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Are you doing anything for Mother’s Day this weekend? I’m looking forward to a special Mother’s Day performance at Adriana’s school. Earlier this week Adriana said, “I made something for you Mommy, but IT’S A MOTHER’S DAY SURPRISE! I can’t tell you!!” Then, two seconds later: “It’s a homemade oven mitt!” Toddlers’ lack of impulse control just cracks me up, lol. (She may or may not have been singing me the Mother’s Day performance song all week long, too!) We’ll probably do something laid-back like brunch and a visit to the park with friends on Sunday (although I don’t know what Eric has planned). I hope your weekend is fun and filled with good food! Read on for some of my fave brunch recipe ideas…
1. Vegan Cinnamon Rolls
With a little night-before prep, you can have these dreamy cinnamon rolls baking away while mama is still in bed catching zzz’s.
2. New Mama Glo Bars
Loaded with ground flax, oats, sesame seeds, and coconut oil, my no-bake New Mama Glo Bars are perfect for anybody celebrating their first Mother’s Day this year. (But these addictive bars are sure to be a crowd-pleaser for all!)
3. Vegan Banana Bread
I’ve heard from so many of you who have made and loved my vegan banana bread—the recipe has almost 650 comments to date! I can’t say I blame you…it’s a big winner in our house as well (a loaf barely makes it through the day) and requires just 10 minutes of prep work, too. Just be sure to get a head start on this recipe if you’re serving it for brunch as you’ll need an hour for the loaf to bake and cool. This recipe will always have a special place in my heart because I developed and photographed it while 9 months pregnant with Arlo!
4. Sun-Dried Tomato, Mushroom, and Spinach Tofu Quiche
For a savoury brunch addition, try my protein-packed tofu quiche with a delicious oat and almond press-in crust. Feel free to play around with whatever veggies you have on hand, too—asparagus, peas, and broccoli are a nice trio for spring.
5. A Simple Roasted Butternut Squash Salad
Use up the last of your winter squash with this 5-ingredient butternut squash salad. I love how just a few ingredients can come together to make such a lovely side dish for brunch! (And plant-powered bonus points for the quinoa’s hearty protein boost.)
6. Family Size Reset Button Green Smoothie (Oh She Glows Every Day, p. 25)
Get the whole family in on some energizing green smoothie lovin’ with this tropical fruit-packed smoothie fit to feed a crowd!
7. Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal
This oatmeal has all the irresistible sweet-spicy flavours of traditional carrot cake without any refined sugar, plus leftovers freeze like a dream (though I doubt there’ll be any!). You can even prep it the night before so all you have to do the next morning is pop it in the oven to bake.
8. Vanilla-Cinnamon Almond Milk
This is my go-to homemade almond milk recipe. It’s delightful served in a smoothie, with cereal or granola, foamed up for a latte, or in a glass all on its own! You could also use it in my Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal (shown above) for an extra pop of creamy vanilla goodness.
9. Cherry-Strawberry Chia Seed Fool with Vanilla Bean Coconut Whipped Cream
These creamy, dreamy, vegan berry fools are a cinch to whip up! Pop your coconut milk cans in the fridge the day before to solidify the cream, or make the coconut whipped cream a couple days ahead and store it in the fridge to help things come together even more quickly morning of!
10. Raspberry Mousse Chia Bowl (The Oh She Glows Recipe App: iOS/Android)
I love the bright pink colour of this gorgeous vegan raspberry mousse, and it’s amazing swirled into a hearty chia bowl for brunch. Top bowls with your favourite fruit and a dollop of coconut whipped cream! It’s also fun layered in small glasses for chia pudding parfaits.
Photo credit, top photo, photo #5, photo #6: Ashley McLaughlin.
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Vegan Mother’s Day Brunch Recipes!
Are you doing anything for Mother’s Day this weekend? I’m looking forward to a special Mother’s Day performance at Adriana’s school. Earlier this week Adriana said, “I made something for you Mommy, but IT’S A MOTHER’S DAY SURPRISE! I can’t tell you!!” Then, two seconds later: “It’s a homemade oven mitt!” Toddlers’ lack of impulse control just cracks me up, lol. (She may or may not have been singing me the Mother’s Day performance song all week long, too!) We’ll probably do something laid-back like brunch and a visit to the park with friends on Sunday (although I don’t know what Eric has planned). I hope your weekend is fun and filled with good food! Read on for some of my fave brunch recipe ideas…
1. Vegan Cinnamon Rolls
With a little night-before prep, you can have these dreamy cinnamon rolls baking away while mama is still in bed catching zzz’s.
2. New Mama Glo Bars
Loaded with ground flax, oats, sesame seeds, and coconut oil, my no-bake New Mama Glo Bars are perfect for anybody celebrating their first Mother’s Day this year. (But these addictive bars are sure to be a crowd-pleaser for all!)
3. Vegan Banana Bread
I’ve heard from so many of you who have made and loved my vegan banana bread—the recipe has almost 650 comments to date! I can’t say I blame you…it’s a big winner in our house as well (a loaf barely makes it through the day) and requires just 10 minutes of prep work, too. Just be sure to get a head start on this recipe if you’re serving it for brunch as you’ll need an hour for the loaf to bake and cool. This recipe will always have a special place in my heart because I developed and photographed it while 9 months pregnant with Arlo!
4. Sun-Dried Tomato, Mushroom, and Spinach Tofu Quiche
For a savoury brunch addition, try my protein-packed tofu quiche with a delicious oat and almond press-in crust. Feel free to play around with whatever veggies you have on hand, too—asparagus, peas, and broccoli are a nice trio for spring.
5. A Simple Roasted Butternut Squash Salad
Use up the last of your winter squash with this 5-ingredient butternut squash salad. I love how just a few ingredients can come together to make such a lovely side dish for brunch! (And plant-powered bonus points for the quinoa’s hearty protein boost.)
6. Family Size Reset Button Green Smoothie (Oh She Glows Every Day, p. 25)
Get the whole family in on some energizing green smoothie lovin’ with this tropical fruit-packed smoothie fit to feed a crowd!
7. Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal
This oatmeal has all the irresistible sweet-spicy flavours of traditional carrot cake without any refined sugar, plus leftovers freeze like a dream (though I doubt there’ll be any!). You can even prep it the night before so all you have to do the next morning is pop it in the oven to bake.
8. Vanilla-Cinnamon Almond Milk
This is my go-to homemade almond milk recipe. It’s delightful served in a smoothie, with cereal or granola, foamed up for a latte, or in a glass all on its own! You could also use it in my Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal (shown above) for an extra pop of creamy vanilla goodness.
9. Cherry-Strawberry Chia Seed Fool with Vanilla Bean Coconut Whipped Cream
These creamy, dreamy, vegan berry fools are a cinch to whip up! Pop your coconut milk cans in the fridge the day before to solidify the cream, or make the coconut whipped cream a couple days ahead and store it in the fridge to help things come together even more quickly morning of!
10. Raspberry Mousse Chia Bowl (The Oh She Glows Recipe App: iOS/Android)
I love the bright pink colour of this gorgeous vegan raspberry mousse, and it’s amazing swirled into a hearty chia bowl for brunch. Top bowls with your favourite fruit and a dollop of coconut whipped cream! It’s also fun layered in small glasses for chia pudding parfaits.
Photo credit, top photo, photo #5, photo #6: Ashley McLaughlin.
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Are you doing anything for Mother’s Day this weekend? I’m looking forward to a special Mother’s Day performance at Adriana’s school. Earlier this week Adriana said, “I made something for you Mommy, but IT’S A MOTHER’S DAY SURPRISE! I can’t tell you!!” Then, two seconds later: “It’s a homemade oven mitt!” Toddlers’ lack of impulse control just cracks me up, lol. (She may or may not have been singing me the Mother’s Day performance song all week long, too!) We’ll probably do something laid-back like brunch and a visit to the park with friends on Sunday (although I don’t know what Eric has planned). I hope your weekend is fun and filled with good food! Read on for some of my fave brunch recipe ideas…
1. Vegan Cinnamon Rolls
With a little night-before prep, you can have these dreamy cinnamon rolls baking away while mama is still in bed catching zzz’s.
2. New Mama Glo Bars
Loaded with ground flax, oats, sesame seeds, and coconut oil, my no-bake New Mama Glo Bars are perfect for anybody celebrating their first Mother’s Day this year. (But these addictive bars are sure to be a crowd-pleaser for all!)
3. Vegan Banana Bread
I’ve heard from so many of you who have made and loved my vegan banana bread—the recipe has almost 650 comments to date! I can’t say I blame you…it’s a big winner in our house as well (a loaf barely makes it through the day) and requires just 10 minutes of prep work, too. Just be sure to get a head start on this recipe if you’re serving it for brunch as you’ll need an hour for the loaf to bake and cool. This recipe will always have a special place in my heart because I developed and photographed it while 9 months pregnant with Arlo!
4. Sun-Dried Tomato, Mushroom, and Spinach Tofu Quiche
For a savoury brunch addition, try my protein-packed tofu quiche with a delicious oat and almond press-in crust. Feel free to play around with whatever veggies you have on hand, too—asparagus, peas, and broccoli are a nice trio for spring.
5. A Simple Roasted Butternut Squash Salad
Use up the last of your winter squash with this 5-ingredient butternut squash salad. I love how just a few ingredients can come together to make such a lovely side dish for brunch! (And plant-powered bonus points for the quinoa’s hearty protein boost.)
6. Family Size Reset Button Green Smoothie (Oh She Glows Every Day, p. 25)
Get the whole family in on some energizing green smoothie lovin’ with this tropical fruit-packed smoothie fit to feed a crowd!
7. Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal
This oatmeal has all the irresistible sweet-spicy flavours of traditional carrot cake without any refined sugar, plus leftovers freeze like a dream (though I doubt there’ll be any!). You can even prep it the night before so all you have to do the next morning is pop it in the oven to bake.
8. Vanilla-Cinnamon Almond Milk
This is my go-to homemade almond milk recipe. It’s delightful served in a smoothie, with cereal or granola, foamed up for a latte, or in a glass all on its own! You could also use it in my Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal (shown above) for an extra pop of creamy vanilla goodness.
9. Cherry-Strawberry Chia Seed Fool with Vanilla Bean Coconut Whipped Cream
These creamy, dreamy, vegan berry fools are a cinch to whip up! Pop your coconut milk cans in the fridge the day before to solidify the cream, or make the coconut whipped cream a couple days ahead and store it in the fridge to help things come together even more quickly morning of!
10. Raspberry Mousse Chia Bowl (The Oh She Glows Recipe App: iOS/Android)
I love the bright pink colour of this gorgeous vegan raspberry mousse, and it’s amazing swirled into a hearty chia bowl for brunch. Top bowls with your favourite fruit and a dollop of coconut whipped cream! It’s also fun layered in small glasses for chia pudding parfaits.
Photo credit, top photo, photo #5, photo #6: Ashley McLaughlin.
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Vegan Mother’s Day Brunch Recipes!
Are you doing anything for Mother’s Day this weekend? I’m looking forward to a special Mother’s Day performance at Adriana’s school. Earlier this week Adriana said, “I made something for you Mommy, but IT’S A MOTHER’S DAY SURPRISE! I can’t tell you!!” Then, two seconds later: “It’s a homemade oven mitt!” Toddlers’ lack of impulse control just cracks me up, lol. (She may or may not have been singing me the Mother’s Day performance song all week long, too!) We’ll probably do something laid-back like brunch and a visit to the park with friends on Sunday (although I don’t know what Eric has planned). I hope your weekend is fun and filled with good food! Read on for some of my fave brunch recipe ideas…
1. Vegan Cinnamon Rolls
With a little night-before prep, you can have these dreamy cinnamon rolls baking away while mama is still in bed catching zzz’s.
2. New Mama Glo Bars
Loaded with ground flax, oats, sesame seeds, and coconut oil, my no-bake New Mama Glo Bars are perfect for anybody celebrating their first Mother’s Day this year. (But these addictive bars are sure to be a crowd-pleaser for all!)
3. Vegan Banana Bread
I’ve heard from so many of you who have made and loved my vegan banana bread—the recipe has almost 650 comments to date! I can’t say I blame you…it’s a big winner in our house as well (a loaf barely makes it through the day) and requires just 10 minutes of prep work, too. Just be sure to get a head start on this recipe if you’re serving it for brunch as you’ll need an hour for the loaf to bake and cool. This recipe will always have a special place in my heart because I developed and photographed it while 9 months pregnant with Arlo!
4. Sun-Dried Tomato, Mushroom, and Spinach Tofu Quiche
For a savoury brunch addition, try my protein-packed tofu quiche with a delicious oat and almond press-in crust. Feel free to play around with whatever veggies you have on hand, too—asparagus, peas, and broccoli are a nice trio for spring.
5. A Simple Roasted Butternut Squash Salad
Use up the last of your winter squash with this 5-ingredient butternut squash salad. I love how just a few ingredients can come together to make such a lovely side dish for brunch! (And plant-powered bonus points for the quinoa’s hearty protein boost.)
6. Family Size Reset Button Green Smoothie (Oh She Glows Every Day, p. 25)
Get the whole family in on some energizing green smoothie lovin’ with this tropical fruit-packed smoothie fit to feed a crowd!
7. Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal
This oatmeal has all the irresistible sweet-spicy flavours of traditional carrot cake without any refined sugar, plus leftovers freeze like a dream (though I doubt there’ll be any!). You can even prep it the night before so all you have to do the next morning is pop it in the oven to bake.
8. Vanilla-Cinnamon Almond Milk
This is my go-to homemade almond milk recipe. It’s delightful served in a smoothie, with cereal or granola, foamed up for a latte, or in a glass all on its own! You could also use it in my Heavenly Carrot Cake Baked Oatmeal (shown above) for an extra pop of creamy vanilla goodness.
9. Cherry-Strawberry Chia Seed Fool with Vanilla Bean Coconut Whipped Cream
These creamy, dreamy, vegan berry fools are a cinch to whip up! Pop your coconut milk cans in the fridge the day before to solidify the cream, or make the coconut whipped cream a couple days ahead and store it in the fridge to help things come together even more quickly morning of!
10. Raspberry Mousse Chia Bowl (The Oh She Glows Recipe App: iOS/Android)
I love the bright pink colour of this gorgeous vegan raspberry mousse, and it’s amazing swirled into a hearty chia bowl for brunch. Top bowls with your favourite fruit and a dollop of coconut whipped cream! It’s also fun layered in small glasses for chia pudding parfaits.
Photo credit, top photo, photo #5, photo #6: Ashley McLaughlin.
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