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Summary: Sam somehow gets a favor out of Bucky, resulting in a very awkward confrontation with a local barista.
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Characters: Female Reader, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers
Word Count: 1,980

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Every Sunday morning, at precisely 8:45, Bucky finds himself at a quaint, little cafe just a block away from the Brooklyn apartment himself, Steve, and Sam, who he finds utterly unbearable, live together. Like clockwork, he’ll wake up, argue with Sam about him eating the rest of whatever food Bucky was attempting to have for breakfast, Steve offering to go grocery shopping the umpteenth time that week, and with Bucky frustratingly storming out of the apartment subconsciously heading towards the cafe with the best muffins and no with Sam Wilson in sight.

Just like all the weeks before, Bucky’s feet hurriedly carry himself down the empty morning sidewalk as he groans in annoyance. This Sunday Sam had decided to finish off the carton of egg whites, that clearly had a bright blue sticky-note with Bucky’s name on it, and to use up all the hot water in the apartment. It seemed as if this man’s purpose on Earth was to make Bucky Barnes’ life more difficult than it had to be.

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Movie Time

Word Count: 506
Warning content: the reader is implied to have depression. I know not everyone has the ~same~ kind of depression, so I based it around things that I have personally done myself. So, sorry if you can’t entirely relate. ^^;

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nieladasdenani  asked:

Hi! I love your stories. So much. And I was just thinking, if you find the inspiration and when you have time, maybe you could write more Drunk!Kara? Because is so precious and adorable and hilarious and also sweet. Maybe it could be that some alien's defense mechanism works like a sort of drug on her and the effects are a lot like she's drunk? Extra points if it Supercorp but feat. Alex, Maggie, and whomever you'd like :) oh, Cat! Cat too. Pretty please

i send you the sun ~3500 AO3

“And what did you say was wrong with her?”

Kara frowns. Leans forward and tries to wiggle her shoulders between the two seats. The seats groan and then there’s a hand pushing her back, “ease up Kara. She’s older.”

Well, that’s stupid. “It’s a car.”

Alex chances a quick look back at her, warm brown eyes worried. “The alien released chemicals that are-”

“They make her drunk?” Maggie interrupts bluntly.

“Toxic,” Alex finishes, eyeing Maggie before dipping her head and, “but yeah. That works.”

Which is ridiculous. She’s not- she scratches at her arm, looks out the window and the nice sky and bright stars and lights and- what was she? She’s not drunk.

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Promises (Smut)


Request: Can you do a smut where Shawns on tour and him and his girlfriend traditionally have post-concert sex but she hasn’t been with him for the last few concerts so she surprises him after a concert and they have rough/passionate sex in the dressing room

Word count: 2,825

Promises (Smut) 

“Hey Geoff, it’s y/n” I said, after pressing on Geoff’s number on my phone.

“Hey, did you land already?”

“Yes, I’m on my way to the venue now, I’ll take a couple hours though”

“It’s fine, you’ll surprise Shawn after the concert” Geoff told me, which made me smile widely.

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Strawberry Ice Cream On A Winter Day

For @forfutureglory - miss you, bean 😘

The front door closed with a foreboding sharpness. Steve winced, lacing his fingers together. Holly grinned up at him. “So what are we gonna do, Stevie?”

It was a Saturday. A perfectly good Saturday, which he could have spent with Nancy and Jon—maybe down by the quarry or in his house, watching movies and eating too much popcorn. But what was better than quality time with Holly Wheeler?

Nothing, surely. He’d been honoured to accept the offer of babysitting. Karen and Ted Wheeler were working on their marriage, according to Nance; a weekly date had been ordered as some sort of mandatory counselling homework. Steve hated the idea of turning spending time with a person into work—you should just want to be around them, drawn together by crazy cosmic forces, or just dumb luck; happening to stumble upon one another and realise that their presence was the most perfect thing.

Steve hummed, tapping his toe and chin. “I suppose… make a gigantic fort and stuff our faces with ice cream.”

Holly squealed, clinging to his leg. “You’re my best friend!”

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Happy (Not) Valentines Day

Originally posted by buckypupbarnes

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

A/N: Something fun for Valentines day, for those of you who are celebrating, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! For those who don’t, HAPPY TUESDAY!

→ A Lavender rose, like its color conveys enchantment. It also expresses “love at first sight”, while purple lilac symbolizes first love.

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anonymous asked:

#19 for Nessian

So this went from fluffy cuteness to table smut way faster than I imagined.

Domestic Life Headcanon: Cassian and Nesta are both on the same wavelength when it comes to having a tidy home. They each make sure the house is orderly and Nesta will put forth more effort to add a bit more decorative furniture to the house such as picture frames. Cassian once dropped his sword in awe on the hardwood floors when he saw the wall alongside the staircase was intricately arranged with frames filled with images of their friends, family and maps displaying where Cassian and Nesta traveled. It took hours for Nesta to fit them perfectly on the wall, but it was well worth it to see the smile on Cassian’s face everytime he glanced at the pictures.

Cassian is also the main cook of the household though he manages to teach Nesta how to cook a few meals. As a surprise she learned how to bake blueberry muffins for Cassian since they are favorite. She spent hours getting the ingredients just right and they turn out to be the best muffins Cassian has ever tasted. 

“Though it’s not the best thing I’ve ever tasted before,” Cassian says after finishing the last muffin.

“Oh,” Nesta asks with slight disappointment in her tone. “And what is?”

Cassian hugs her from behind and presses his face into her neck. He then begins to kiss and lick at the sensitive spot he knows will make Nesta melt against him.

“You are,” he replies with a faint seductive growl before placing Nesta on the kitchen table amid the chocolate, blueberries and other ingredients. “And I haven’t had my fill yet.”

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When you’re supposed to be asleep, but you keep saying ‘one more chapter’ and 'I’ll just get to the end of the mat section’ and every chapter seems to be a mat chapter so you make the decision to read just one more BUT THEN THE LETTER HAPPENS and the next chapter is still a mat chapter and you have no self control. Holy shit holy shit holy shiiiiit