molded cups

The neural network has bad ingredient ideas

I’m training a neural network to generate recipes based on a database of about 30,000 examples, and one great (not great?) thing about it is it comes up with new ingredients that I’m pretty sure aren’t in the list:

1 ½ teaspoon chicken brown water
1 teaspoon dry chopped leaves
1/3 cup shallows
10 oz brink custard
¼ cup bread liquid
2 cup chopped pureiped sauce
½ cup baconfroots
¼ teaspoon brown leaves
½ cup vanilla pish and sours
½ cup white pistry sweet craps
1 tablespoon mold water
¼ teaspoon paper
1 cup dried chicken grisser
15 cup dried bottom of peats
¼ teaspoon finely grated ruck

And this is a thing that it came up with repeatedly for some reason, and was quite adamant that I use:

1 cup plaster cheese


Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 5,531

Warnings: smut, oral (female receiving) fingering, this is PWP

Prompt: Sam meets up with the reader at a bar, and neither of them want to go home alone. Both their jobs require them to move around a lot, and sometimes, they get a little antsy and crave the affection of another person. That leads them to Sam’s motel room for one night of pure fun.

You didn’t want, or even need a partner to settle down with. You had grown used to being alone and working alone and doing just about everything alone. But, a girl gets antsy from time to time.

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Ultra creamy popsicles using International Delight Iced Coffee for a refreshing treat!

At any given time of the day, you’ll find me with an iced coffee in my hand. Especially during the Summer. It’s so refreshing on a hot day! My favorite way to get a quick iced coffee fix is to just pour some International Delight Iced Coffee into my favorite mason jar. {A pretty paper straw is mandatory!} My favorite is the mocha flavor – sooo creamy and full of flavor.

You’ll need a popsicle mold. And just a few ingredients. International Delight Iced Coffee in mocha and some heavy cream to add some creaminess to the pops. To add some extra deliciousness, I made some homemade dark chocolate magic shell to go on top!

Try these popsicles for a refreshing treat this Summer. ☀

Prep Time: 10 minutes

4 hours, 10 minutes

Yield: 10 popsicles, depending on mold



2 ½ cups Internal Delight Iced Coffee Mocha

½ cup + 2 tbs heavy cream

Magic Shell

1 cup dark chocolate chips

2 tbs coconut oil


Stir iced coffee and heavy cream in a large measuring cup or bowl. Pour into popsicle molds. Add sticks and freeze for 4-5 hours or overnight. When you take the popsicles out, you’ll dip them in the magic shell.

To make magic shell: Stir chocolate chips and coconut oil together. Microwave at 30 second intervals until melted. Dip popsicles half way.


Alright, there are two things that I have to say first! The first thing is, I have passed over 1,000 followers!! ♥ ♥ ♥ I feel so happy that so many people enjoy reading my stories, and I hope you will continue doing so! ♥ ♥

The second thing is about this update- this is happening right after the last Jongdae chapter (It was quite a while back, so I would recommend reading it again muhaha). Sorry to confuse you, I completely forgot that Jongdae had one more chapter to go before Kris was being introduced! Well, I hope you enjoy, sweets! ♥


[ Jongdae | Little Green ]
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You placed the plate on the table, untouched when you leaned back against your mate, your arms wrapped around his neck.

“You full?” Jongdae whispered, his hand stroking down your sides comfortingly as you nodded your head. With one last look around you leaned down, burying your face in his neck.

“Tired?” He was only able to ask before he felt your lips on his neck. He froze when he felt you nibble on a small patch of it.

And then, you bit down.

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anonymous asked:

Hello I would love to cosplay aqua from Kingdom Hearts, but I'm having trouble with the bra pads on her shirt. Everyone else either cuts up a bra or get a bra cup, cover it with their fabric of choice and stitch it on. I actually don't want it to be an actual bra cup but a design thats a part of the shirt. I want it to be just the fabric part of the bra. Now while i had a template for the shape, no matter how many times i cut it out, hem it or add darts, it just never comes out right. Thanks!

Hello there!

That’s a really weird design, even for Kingdom Hearts. Wow.

To me, it looks more like fabric pieces sewn on than actual foam bra cups, so I think you are on the right track, though I can see why molded foam cups would be much easier!

What I would do is use the saran wrap method of patterning. Wear the undergarments you are planning wearing with the costume and possibly even the top if you have it in a wearable state and the fabric isn’t going to get damaged by this method. Get Glad Press N’ Seal wrap. This has a light adhesive on one side, so it will stick to you and to itself, making your patterning much easier. (You can also use a layer of regular saran wrap with masking or duct tape over it, if you choose, but this is the method I use for unusual patterns.) Once you have a good few layers of plastic on, use a permanent marker to draw the shape that you want. I would recommend just wrapping your breast area and drawing on the triangle shape of the cup and at the very least a vertical princess seam, or a vertical seam ending at a horizontal seam (like a 3-piece bra cup), though with how low this sits on her breasts, you will likely only need the one seam if yours sits in the same place.

Carefully peel yourself out of the wrap, and cut the pieces along the seamlines you just drew. Flatten these as well as you can. Take the two sides and try to square them with each other the best you can so you have an even pattern. Make sure to add seam allowance. Sew these out of a test fabric as a mockup, and make any changes you should need before doing them for real. For reference, the pattern will roughly be shaped so that the princess seams are curved, with the pieces curving outward toward each other in the middle (the top of the piece will be smaller, and the outward curves towards the middle and bottom will allow for extra space in there once it is sewn). The degree and location of the curve will depend on your breast shape and size.

By doing it this way, you’ll end up with pieces that are shaped and sized to the specific shape and size of the breast, rather than a flat piece you are trying to fit over a rounded surface, or a flat piece you are trying to dart. The correct shape of the seamlines will be built into your pattern, rather than added later.

The tricky part here is that the top appears to be a stretch material, so I would also make the cups out of a stretch material. Even though they are seamed for shape, they still need to be able to stretch with the fabric underneath. If you use a non-stretch material, wear the top, pin the cups in place very well, and sew them with the top stretched so that it mimics how much it will be stretched when worn.Otherwise, you’ll end up with the top either being too small in that area (because it wasn’t stretched) or lumpy and rippled.

I hope that helps! If it doesn’t, let me know exactly what was going wrong with the previous versions and with this version and I can try to help troubleshoot.

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Imagine: You Leave Konoha Because You Feel Unwanted And Worthless, And Naruto Goes After You.

The biggest knuckle head ninja of the Hidden Leaf Village was in hot pursuit of your languid long strides. Your back facing him on the dull green horizon only made him that much more determined to stop you. ‘She left Konoha without a word to the guards, Naruto. She just stepped right out of the gates and kept on walking until she eventually disappeared.’ Sakura’s saddened voice continued to hauntingly echo through his skull with every stride that he took after your fading form. This didn’t make sense to him.

You leaving would be the worst thing that could happen to him after Sasuke had left some time ago. It was already eating him inside. The thought of never seeing your encouraging smile warm him up after he came home from a mission or the two of you just pigging out at Ichiraku Ramen’s stall, made a bile taste tickle his tongue.

“[Name]!” he cries out in anger after you, his feet aching, pounding into the hard dirt path. The way he called your name made guilt hit your gut so hard you became paralyzed in your tracks, just disappearing into the deeper parts of the forests surrounding Konoha. Tears that had long dried upon your cheeks resurrected upon your waterline, spilling over immediately as the boy you loved came into hot pursuit of you.

In moments he comes to a skidding halt behind you, huffing and puffing like a train going at full speed. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?” he growls out furiously, his fists so tightly bawled that his knuckles turn milky white and crack. Your silence only angers him further, to which pains you. “Answer me!” he blows like the steam shot out of a steam engine, wild and untamed, whilst his face grew monstrously red.

“I’m going, Naruto. I’m not good for Konoha.” your voice trembles from the tears that hopelessly spill down your face like a murky grey river filled with dangerous rapids.

“What are you talking about, [Name]?” the ferocity in his voice consumes him, his big hand encases your feeble wrist as he pulls you back to him, wishing to see you. When he see’s your tear stained face his anger bubbles further. “Where did this all come from? Just yesterday we were clowning around and everything was fine!”

“Stop wasting your time on me when you have a mission to prepare for, Naruto.” your tone shows just how exhausted you are as you try to roll your wrist from his incredibly tight grip.

“To hell with the mission!” he roars like a raging lion. “And here I thought you were different, [Name]! You can’t just leave us like Sasuke did.” and to that his throat becomes husky at the remembrance at his old rival, his comrade, his friend.

“It’s not like that, Naruto. I-”

“Then what is it like, [Name]?” his blond brows knit together, his baby blue eyes absorbing you in, watching you intently. “What’s so important out here that you need so badly? What’s not good enough about your village, your home, your friends, me?…” he trails off, averting his eyes from yours for but of a moment.

“There’s nothing out here that peeks my interest,” you tug your wrist free of his hand, rubbing the sore spot. “But I’m not worth a thing for that village. Nobody wants me.” your statement completely takes this knuckle head ninja by complete surprise.

Soon his expression becomes solemn and deep before he concludes this with a head shake. “You’re wrong.” he spits, his eyes smoldering into the ground between the two of you. “You think that leaving the Hidden Leaf Village will make things better? You think your absence won’t be noticed by anybody?” and his eyes meet yours, filled with tears and so much emotion. “You’re the most important person in my life, the only thing that I have left really, and you didn’t even bother saying goodbye! Sakura found me, told me that you left without a single goodbye. That’s so selfish and bitter.” he snaps frantically, taking a step towards you.

“You’re worth so much to me and you don’t even notice it! You’re too busy hiding all of your feelings behind that fake smile of yours! And you don’t think I pay attention to that do you? You don’t think I see the pain in your eyes? How blind do you think I am?” his voice breaks, tears streaking down his cheeks. “Why can’t you just see what I see for once? Why can’t you just look into the mirror and for once tell yourself that you’re worth every bit of love that I have for you!?” his words cut deep wounds within you, leaving your knees close to buckling.

“I know what loneliness is like, what it’s like to feel like you’re unwanted and not worth a thing, but god dammit [Name], just listen to me for once!” he shouts, closing the space between the two of you entirely. “You might not be wanted by everyone in that village, but I want you… No, I need you. Ever since Sasuke left you’ve been the closest one to me and I don’t get how you can just leave me like this, without a word, without an explanation! I give you so much to prove that what happened to you doesn’t define you now, that you have someone here for you no matter what time of day or night. I’m here.”

“N-Naruto I-I-”

All of your words were erased from your skull as his lips found yours in a sweet passionate mold. His hands cupped your wet cheeks, deepening the kiss, trying at some attempt to get you to stay, because losing you would be the worst thing that could ever happen to Naruto Uzumaki. You were the one to always believe in him, to stay by his side no matter what the cost.

Once his lips broke apart from yours breathlessly he whispers, “Don’t leave me when I need you more than anything right now…”

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I’ll Make Love To You

Request: Virgin!Reader and Damon goes slow and gentle on her – Anon AND Hey I love your writing! Could you do a one shot where the reader and Damon are in bed and you have a night terror, so he tries to calm you down, but that doesn’t work. So he has to tire you out(sex) thanks. – Anon

Pairings: Damon x Reader

Warnings: swearing, smut

Word Count: 2477

I decided to merge two requests and it turned into a fluffy mess. PS: The song has nothing to do with this. I just wanted to title it that.

I’ll Make Love To You: Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

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You badly wanted to go home, aka, the Salvatore Boarding House. You’ve been stuck in the Grill with Tyler, Caroline, and Matt. You loved hanging out with your friends but, for God’s sake. You needed sleep. “Guys. Can I go home?” You whined. Caroline gave you her exasperated sigh, rolling her eyes. “So you can go back to your obnoxious boyfriend?” She asked. “You’re turning to him, (y/n).” She added. I pouted. “Damon’s not that obnoxious, well to me he isn’t.” you argued. “That’s cause you’re his girlfriend!” Caroline said.

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Keto Tiramisu Popsicles

Ingredients (makes 8 servings):Popsicles:

  • 2 cups mascarpone or creamed coconut milk (500 g / 17.6 oz)
  • ½ cup coconut milk, BPA-free or heavy whipping cream (120 ml / 4 fl oz)
  • ½ cup strong brewed coffee, chilled or caffeine-free chicory coffee (120 ml / 4 fl oz)
  • ½ cup Erythritol or Swerve, powdered or other healthy low-carb sweetener from this list (80 g / 2.8 oz)
  • 15-20 drops liquid Stevia extract (Clear or Chocolate)
  • 1 tsp rum extract or 2-4 tbsp dark rum


  • ⅓ cup coconut oil, melted (73 g / 2.6 oz)
  • ⅓ cup cacao powder, unsweetened (28 g / 1 oz)
  • ¼ cup Erythritol, powdered (40 g / 1.4 oz)
  • Optional: stevia to taste

Note: This recipe makes 8 popsicles - one popsicle is about ½ cup of the mixture. You can usealmond milk instead of coconut milk but the result won’t be as creamy and will contain less fat.


  1. Place the mascarpone, coconut milk and Erythritol into a mixing bowl. Add the chilled coffee.
    Instead of regular coffee, you can use this natural caffeine-free instant coffee made from roasted chicory - it’s the best coffee alternative I’ve tried.
  2. Add the rum extract and stevia.
  3. Using a hand blender, pulse until smooth. Scoop the mixture into popsicle molds and add popsicle sticks. Place in the freezer for 3-4 hours.
    Each popsicle I made is about ½ cup. I used both large popsicle molds (½ cup) and small popsicle molds (¼ cup) and made 12 servings. Nutrition facts are calculated based on 8 large popsicle molds.
  4. Prepare the chocolate coating. Add the cacao powder and powdered Erythritol to the bowl with melted coconut oil. Mix until well combined. Make sure the coating is at room temperature before you coat the popsicles with it.
  5. After 3-4 hours, remove from the freezer and pop the popsicles out of the molds. To prevent the popsicles from melting, I prefer to place them back in the freezer and cover them in chocolate in batches.
  6. Using a spoon, cover with the melted coconut chocolate mixture. Place back in the freezer or…… enjoy immediately!
Ariel X Fem!Reader || Smut ahead

A/N: I Really hope this is okay, I’ve never written girl on girl smut before

“You’re going to be late again?” You were in the kitchen making your best friend Ariel a drink when you overheard her conversation. She was most likely talking to her husband Ned. You had all be close friends before and recently they had been trying out new things in the bedroom. Which involved you, you didn’t mind of course because of your huge crush on Ariel. Lately, Ned had been coming home to her later and later every night and she was getting sick of it, sick of getting left in the dark if it was about work or something else. 

You walked into the living room giving her a glass of tea and sitting next to her, she was upset but smiling through it. “Work.” She mumbled sipping her drink. You watched the way her perfect lips molded around the cup, you were trying not to think about it when the next thing you know your lips are on hers. 

She placed her hands on your back and unsnapped your bra letting it fall off in between your bodies. You did the same to hers and then your hand slowly traveled down her chest towards the skirt she had been wearing all day, you swore she wore it to torment you but that wasn’t the issue now. You slid your hand down them and through the thong she was wearing and inserted two fingers while she moaned uncontrollably into the kiss. 

“Fuck right there Y/N.” She moaned as you kissed her neck and continued to finger her. You pulled away for a split second and she laid you down on the sofa making quick work of taking off your trousers and pulling down your thong this time. She looked up at you with a smirk, this was all new to you, you’d never seen her like this before. Before you could think about it anymore your head was back and you were practically screaming her name, you reached out grabbing her hair and moaning. “Fuck Ariel!” You yelled not caring if the neighbors or even Ned could hear at this moment in time.

She continued until you reached your climax moaning so loudly you swear the room was shaking. “Cum all over my lips baby.” You said pinning her down and eating her out as if it was the last thing you would ever do. Which knowing how Ned felt about you being alone together was probably going to happen. She was a mess, she was swearing and screaming out your name. Someone would think someone was being murdered right now. “Faster Y/N.” She yelled pushing your head father against her and reaching down to rub her clit but you took over rubbing it vigorously making her reach her climax and squirt. “FUCK!” She yelled panting all over the sofa.


Half-Moon Croquettes with Garlic Aioli from TERA Online

A traditional croquette is, in its most basic form, a fried bomb of pure deliciousness. It usually contains mashed potatoes and some form of meat, as well as numerous other options including cheese, herbs, onions, mushrooms, and other vegetables. The possibilities are endless. That being said, these croquettes are quite basic but no less delicious for being that way. They’re stuffed with spiced lamb and rolled in panko to give them an extra crispy crunch. The garlic aioli compliments them very well and I’ll be the first to say that I may have spoiled my dinner by eating a few too many of these tasty croquettes.  

- MJ & K

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i rlly feel like bedside tables can come to represent ppl and right now there’s a molding juice cup on my bedside table with a dead bug in it and that’s a big Mood

anonymous asked:

CS kinky smut prompt: Killian explores his sexuality with another man (not his first time) while Emma watches (much to her pleasure)

I have like seven hundred things to do but naturally my brain is just spitting ideas for these backed up porn prompts. Changed this one just a tiny bit to suit my whimsy.

So hey, there’s some dudes-fucking-dudes happening here. If that’s not your thing, don’t read it. Said dude is an unnamed character, because a) it wasn’t specified, b) I couldn’t decide, so c) he’s just being used for his dick anyway and I don’t think it particularly matters.

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With the curse broken and the kingdom restored, Killian often finds himself at a loss for how to occupy his time.

A prince consort is not a pirate captain – not a respectable one, at any rate. He’s sat through countless decorum sessions, many of them to keep his wife company as she assumes the mantle of princess, but some to refresh his own respectability. He’s trained the lad to duel with a blade and woo a lady. He’s offered his counsel at war meetings and crop management sessions alike.

And he is bored.

He longs for the open sea, for adventure with his wife and his son at his side. He longs for a new port, new sights, new smells. He longs for something, though what exactly he cannot name.

And Emma notices.

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Bath Bomb Recipe!

Since some of you have asked, I’m sharing what I did to make a nice smelling bath bomb. There are a hundred recipes on the web because it really is very easy to make, though some ingredients could be trickier to get (at least for me, but not to worry because I share my particular findings).
To make whatever amount, you’ll need:

Dry ingredients (hand-mixer or fork and into bowl-ish thing)

  • 2 parts baking soda for 1 part citric acid powder (these are what makes it go fizzy). Oblivious housewife tip: I had zero idea of how to get citric acid and had very little baking soda, so instead I just used that antiacid salty powder thing you pour in a glass of water to help with indigestion (has roughly the same ingredients in the same ratio).
  • 1 part or a bit less corn flour/starch (when added the oil, this is what helps it keeping it together, like your regular dough).
  • 1 part bath salts or epsum salts (relaxing, healthy bath!).
  • If desired, a fraction of crushed petals, leaves (even tea leaves), vitamins, seeds, oats, heck you can even use body-friendly glitter or whatever.

Wet ingredients (emulsify in cup; keep in mind overall this is like a tenth of the dry ingredients, so if for example you did cups, now do tablespoons)

  • 1 part water.
  • 3 parts oil (have fun choosing oils to suit your needs, can be an extract or essential whatever to also make it fragrant; you can use vegetable oil as base and then add drops of the more expensive, fancier, beautier ones).
  • Drop of food coloring if desired (careful because too much of this WILL stain your skin; if you want to make it multicolored, just separate needed ingredients and dye independently each one, then scoop up a bit of each into the mold).


Pour a bit of the emulsion over the mixed dry ingredients AND STIR QUICKLY to stop the fizzy reaction. Repeat until all liquid is used and everything is even. Bear in mind that it should never be a paste, consistency is powder that comes together when pinched but falls apart when poked.
Use a mold to give it a form and APPLY ALL THE PRESSURE IT CAN HOLD. Oblivious housewife tip: as if I’m ever buying a bath bomb mold in Etsy, I used a small coffee cup and a smaller lid to push (chocolate/candle/soap molds work as well, craftypants). When it no longer moves, place paper napkin or whatever to catch the thing and tap with solid object on the mold/cup to loosen it and YOU NOW HAVE IN YOUR HANDS A BATH BOMB.
(Use it in the next few days because you don’t want it to go to waste).
(Also, hahahaha who’s gonna clean the bath tub afterwards? You, silly).

Test-run it for yourself:
If you want to see if the thing you’re going to make works, just prepare a teaspoon-meassured mix of the dry ingredients (no bath salts needed) with drops of water and your cooking oil of choice (so as to not waste the other oils because they expensive AF), form a ball with your fingers and drop it in a glass of water. Should sink a bit and start fizzing. ALSO this can be a cool experiment to make with kids (because I can’t make a post like this and not go all DYI Mom on you).


The same ratios go for making a body scrub. Your dry is sugar (and/or baking soda) and your wet is oil(s). And you can add whatever strikes your fancy (coffee, orange zest or peel, less sugar bc honey, tea leaves, crushed nuts, oats, vodka, mint, cinamon, etc etc etc). Consistency is non-runny sort of paste. BE IN THE BATH TUB WHEN APPLYING BECAUSE OMG SO MESSY and leave for a few minutes (I kept track with a song) so as to let the oils work on you, then gently scrub away in circular motion with hands/scrub gloves/sponge from your limbs towards your heart, and rinse yourself with warm water (no soap!). If the scrub was too oily and you still feel it after rinsing, don’t apply moisturizer and just pat yourself dry.
Test-run it
with teaspoon proportions on your heel (very unlikely to get hurt in such hardened skin) and if it feels at all weird, rinse with cold water asap.

Oops! (part 2)

As the weeks went on Bucky made amends with the team and agreed to be a part of The Avengers. The two of you grew quite close, he shared his fears and apprehensions with you while you tried your best to help him through it all. You thought it was brave of him to turn down cryo and instead face up to all that had happened, all that he had done whilst under the control of Hydra. You wanted to be there for him as much as he would let you. In the meantime, sleep was evading you as you thought of all these things. Bucky meant a lot to you and you weren’t sure if he could ever feel the same with all that he’d been through. Shaking off the feelings of unrequited love you decided to take a throw blanket and pillow and head for the couch, maybe a little television would settle your worry. You were half way through with an episode of Parks and Rec when you heard a grumble and feet shuffling up the hall. You peaked over your shoulder to see Bucky in a tank top and sweat pants, his hair disheveled as he walked to the fridge.

           “Fancy meeting you here,” You gave a small smile as you turned the tv down a couple notches.

           “I hope the TV didn’t wake you.”  You finished as you sat up.

           “It wasn’t the TV, just a bad dream.” He sighed as he popped a few ice cubes into his glass of water.

           You motioned for him to join you on the sofa and he did, sitting on the opposite side as you curled up in the throw blanket.

“What’re we watching?” he inquired as he sipped the cold water.

“Parks and Rec, it’s a sitcom. I couldn’t sleep so I was hoping it’d keep my mind off things.” You answered. He set his drink down and propped his feet up on the coffee table, folding his arms over his stomach. You went through three episodes before Bucky noticed you were folded up like a pretzel on the opposite end of the two seater sofa.

“Are you uncomfortable? If you want you can stretch out.” He offered, arms outstretched inviting you into his embrace. You obliged, nestling into his side as his right arm draped warmly around you. Another episode passed and soon you were yawning, sleep threatening to overcome your senses.

“Buck…? Can I say something?” you began in a small, sleepy voice.

“What’s the matter doll? You want me to move?” he looked down upon your sleepy eyes.

“No, you know you’re a good guy right? What they made you isn’t who you are.” You yawned, threading your fingers in his you brought his hand to rest at your heart.

“Thank you, I don’t know what I did to get a girl like you.” He smiled down at you, gently squeezing your hand in his. You snuggled into him even more, slipping contently into slumber. Your kind words meant the world to Bucky as he finally settled into a peaceful sleep, not a Hydra memory in sight.




Steve woke up for his morning jog, slipping on his under armor t-shirt and sweats before going to check on Bucky as per his morning routine. When he got to his room he found nothing but ruffled sheets. Confused, he walks up the hall and to the living room to find you and Bucky curled up on the couch together, still holding hands as you snore softly.

Nothin’ my ass. Steve thinks with a smirk as he slips his running shoes on, quietly shutting the door behind him.

A few moments later you begin to stir, nuzzling into Bucky’s chest.

“Good morning.” Bucky smiles lazily as he brushes your hair out of your face.

“Mornin’,” You smile back, sitting up a little.

“Did you sleep ok?” you asked, stretching your legs.

“I did, thanks to you.” He said pulling you into his embrace, kissing your temple. You winced, feeling a kink in your neck.

“Next time we’ll have to cuddle on a bed.” You joked as you rubbed your neck.

“Come here doll.” Bucky coaxed you onto his lap, rubbing the affected area. The pad of his thumb rubbed the ache away while the feel of his breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine. Experimentally he drug his cold metal fingers up your back before beginning to rub your other shoulder, planting gentle little kisses down the back of your neck and shoulder blades. This drove you up the wall, causing you to giggle out a moan.

“Bucky! That tickles!” you arched your back with a sigh, leaning into his chest. He put his arms around you, now blowing raspberries onto your skin and laughing with you. It was sinfully playful the way he zeroed in on your sweetest spots. Eventually he stopped so you both could catch your breath, holding you close and rocking you in his arms. You didn’t see it but Bucky was almost in tears, he hadn’t felt so happy in so long. He held you close to his heart, hoping to keep you there forever.

“We. Need. Food.” He said as he kissed up your neck, you turned to meet his lips with yours.

“Let’s make waffles, Steve won’t expect us to already have breakfast cooking.” You beamed.  

Springing up off the couch you grabbed Bucky by the hand, pulling him up and over to the kitchen. While you assembled the ingredients Bucky plugged in the waffle maker and started frying up sausage links. By the time Steve was back from his run the two of you had created quite the spread. Steve was surprised to see the two of you had cooked, even more so to see Bucky so damn happy. You sat down to your meal, discussing everyone’s plans for the day before you headed off to run some errands of your own.

“If you guys leave there’s a spare key taped to the bottom of my mail box, lock up for me please.” You said as you headed for the door

“Sure thing.” Steve replied.

You stopped to lean over the sofa where Bucky was sitting.

“See ya later Buck.” You said before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Later cap!” you called before making your exit.

Steve looked at Bucky, grinning.

“Wipe that shit eating grin off your face right now punk!” he barked, throwing a stray pillow at him.

“What?! I’m just glad to see you happy, plus (y/n) is a great girl.” Steve added.

“I know she’s great, she’s too great. We’ll see if I don’t blow it.” Bucky huffed.

“You won’t, I won’t let you. C’mon, give yourself some credit. You reconciled with the team, proved yourself fit for society. You deserve a piece of happiness; we’re going to dinner at the tower tonight, you should invite her. It’ll be good for the both of you.” Steve concluded.

Bucky nodded, Steve was right. If he didn’t overthink things everything would be ok. He decided to shoot you a text asking about dinner. You agreed to accompany him and immediately called your best friend.

“Michelle! Remember how I told you Steve and his friend were staying with me?” you began as you navigated the aisles of the store you were in.

“Yeah! Please tell me you finally got a piece of that American pie!” she giggled on the other end.

“No! Steve’s like a brother to me! Bucky though…” you trailed with a heavy sigh.

“Wait. ‘The Winter Soldier’ Bucky?” she replied skeptically.

You rolled your eyes, you hated anyone to mention that name.

“It’s just Bucky ok? He’s really great, funny, sweet…hot as hell! Anyway, he asked me to dinner tonight and we’ve been getting really close. I think it might get serious.” You confessed.  

“You be careful, the blogs are lighting up saying stuff about him.” She chided.

“All lies, he’s been nothing but a gentleman since the moment I met him.” You countered.

“I’m just saying! Anyway, is The Captain available? Do you think we could double date???” she laughed.


After you finished your running for the day you headed home; mentally preparing for the dinner. You thought about what you’d wear, how things would go. Upon pulling into the car park you gathered your things and headed for the door. Struggling with the bags and door lock you were greeted with Bucky grabbing everything for you and inviting you in.

“You shoulda told me you needed help sweetheart.” He rolled his eyes playfully.

“I could’ve got it, I did things for myself before my condo was invaded by supersoldiers.” You chuckled. He set the bags down before scooping you up into his arms, smattering your face and neck in kisses. You laughed, wrapping your legs around his waist as your arms wrapped around his neck, fingers gently tangling in his hair.

“I’m pretty sure you’re enjoying yourself.” Bucky smirked.

“Pretty sure I’d like to enjoy you.” You clapped back with a devilish grin. In an instant his lips rushed to yours with ardent passion. Slipping his metal arm under your bottom his natural arm cradled your cheek before slipping to the back of your neck. Your legs squeezed tighter around him, the subtle throb of arousal pooling at your center. A sharp breathy moan escaped your lips as his teeth grazed over your neck before sucking a hickie into your skin.

mmmBucky” you breathe as your hand trails down his t-shirt to the button of his jeans. He’s got you pinned between the front door and himself so you lean back a little and begin prying at the golden button. His free hand has already unclasped your bra with the quickness freeing you of the confining material. His hand kneads and cups your breast, pinching the sensitive peaked bud.

“I love the way my name sounds when you say it like that.” he breathes hot and sticky as he nibbles your earlobe.

The sound of a key prodding the door swiftly kills the mood. He sets you down and you immediately take several steps away from the door, hair ragged with freshly bruised hickies on your neck and collarbone.

“H-heya Steve!” you croak, hand flying to cover your neck as the v-neck tshirt you were wearing wouldn’t help. It was then you remembered your bra was undone. Looking down you attempted to fix the molded cups as best and discreetly as you could.

Meanwhile Bucky had his back turned in an attempt to hide the clear tent that had risen in his jeans.

“Jesus, in the kitchen Buck?” he chastised, shaking his head as he walked between the two of you. You guessed you couldn’t get anything past Captain America.

“You have to stop doing this to me!” You spoke, enervated.

“I gotcha all worked up huh? Wasn’t my fault Steve walked in.” Bucky smiled smugly.  

“Looks like you’re a little worked up yourself.” You smirked, gently caressing his length through his jeans before breezing past him. This dinner was going to be fun.

(a/n: here is the thing, hope you think it’s good and stay tuned for chapter 3!)