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The Morning After

Request: I would love a Bucky smut where him and reader have to go undercover as a married couple.

Summary: You were supposed to go on a undercover mission with Steve, not the man you despised- James Buchanan Barnes.

Warnings: smut, sexual tension, fluff

A/N: I have another draft of this written up but it was all over the place and I didn’t like it so I switched to this one.

“I know you were expecting to go on this mission with Steve, but we have a job to do.” Bucky threw a towel over his shoulder, heading toward the door of the hotel room.

“Well, once you took Steve’s place this mission just got exponentially harder.” You stepped out of the bathroom, towel and sunscreen in your hand.

“How so?” He smiled, cocking an eyebrow at you.

You jutted your hip out, rolling your eyes at him. Your bikini was nothing special; it had a pushup top that accentuated your breasts perfectly, but that was about it. The top and the bottom matched with blue and white stripes. You topped the outfit off with red sunglasses; the suit was meant to get a chuckle from Steve, not Bucky.

“Because now I have to pretend I’m head over heels in love with you, not Steve.” You flipped the light off. “Let’s just go check out the damn pool.”

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the legacy of b. knight

“It’s Ford’s first meal at the Haus, so everyone be on your best behaviors, alright?” Bitty bustled around the kitchen, a bowl of biscuit dough tucked under one arm as he gave the gravy on the stove a stir. Though it wasn’t an official Team Brunch, Bitty was pulling out all the stops for Ford: biscuits and gravy, fruit salad, hash browns, Canadian and normal bacon, as much coffee as could be brewed at one time… 

“We’re always on our best behavior,” Holster said with a yawn. He and Ransom were slumped together at the counter, lethargically slicing fruit at Bitty’s command. 

“Yeah, Bits, we’re upstanding gentlemen,” Ransom said, grabbing Holster’s hand before he sliced his own finger. Holster gave him a sheepish grin and reluctantly put his glasses on.  

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it’s my destiny to be yours | one.

     { spencer reid x reader // wc: 862 }
Spencer Reid is a man of science. And, as a man of science, he doesn’t believe in coincidences. There’s a logical reason why he keeps bumping into you. And there’s definitely a reason why his heart flutters each time.

                (one)     somebody in the coffee shop
                                that you walk right by everyday

There’s this quiet little coffee shop tucked in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the city that not a lot of people know about. But it’s become a fan favorite for locals, what with the reasonably priced coffee and the long and convenient hours.

And, as such, it’s become a holy grail for one such Spencer Reid.

He quickly became a regular patron, often coming in twice in the same day: early at the crack of dawn, wearily clutching his phone after a text from Penelope signaled him to come in, and near midnight, with a stack of case files he needs to review tucked under his arm. On rare occasions, he stops by with a book and sit there until he’s finished (about a half an hour at most, to the astonishment of the baristas).

He’s come in so often, in fact, that most of the baristas have come to fondly recognize his messy mop of hair and would ring up his order (a large black coffee with a splash of creamer and a large handful of sugar packets on the side) before he even reaches the counter.

This never fails to make Spencer smile, a small sheepish grin that brightens the barista’s day. He’s easily become everyone’s favorite customer, hands down.

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Naughty and Nice

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Pairing: GabrielxReader, LuciferxReader, LuciferxReaderxGabriel
Word count:  2,063
Warnings: Swearing, smut, oral
Requests: @snow-leopardfetishist Can I request a really smutty Fic w/ gabriel&lucifer? Both competing for(y/n)’s attention & win (y/n)over. It eventually ends up in a threesome? Like lots of competition between the 2 but oh good lord the teasing. Maybe you end up choosing both? ;)♡ & Anonymous. Gabriel. Sexy puppy. Gabriel with puppy ears and a collar around his neck. Smutty smut smut. Dom!Reader. Bottom!Gabe.
Tagging: @nerdflash @faegal04 @damalseer @i-am-not-a-freak @craftersdust @vika-hiddles @mein1928  @panic-everywhereabouteverything @thisistheonly-nameleft @snow-leopardfetishist @ezm1995

It was so hot the past week that you’d forgone sleeping in clothes. Hell, even a thin sheet was pushing it. However, sleeping without it wasn’t an option. It sucked.

The sheet simply covered your bare breasts, over your torso, and to right below the curve of your ass. Your face was buried into your pillow, a sleepy smile on your face. You’d had one hell of a dream during the night. So good in fact, that you had to wake up and take care of business.

Stretching, you let the sheet slip down slightly. “Well, that’s a lovely sight.” You heard Gabriel, and you knew he was smirking. Raising yourself to your elbows, you raised an eyebrow at him, amused. “When did you get the metal, sugar?” He motioned to the hoops that adorned your nipples.

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Pour Some Sugar On Me

Prompt from anon: Ok how about Cas being the adorable teen next door that dean has a crush on but he’s too shy to talk to him then Cas goes to his house bc he needs sugar to bake cupcakes or something ughhh fluff c. Hope you enjoy.


“For God’s sake Dean, stop gawking out the window at the neighbor and come help me with this homework.” Sam snickered with a playful grin as he watched his older brother crane his neck further against the window.

“Shut up.” Dean hissed as he pulled his head back and stuck up a middle finger at his brother.

Sam chuckled as he buried his head once again into his Algebra book. “You said you would help me.”

Dean groaned and trudged over to take a seat at the table. His mind still raced with images of the Novak kid working on his garden outside. “I told you, I have no idea what you are even doing.”

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So I finally got around to finishing the “Steven Universe Intro Remix” I was working on a while ago. My goal was to redesign it with a more flat look that was just as colorful and fun as the show. I hope ya’ll like it.

thetimemoves replied to your post: imaginedmelody asked:This is enti…

I love sugar cookies! Is your recipe a secret?

Absolutely not!  I give it out all the time. It’s on my LJ but I ought to post it here because I get asked for it sometimes. Fun fact: a friend in Connecticut made them last Christmas for the first time and I recently saw her and her husband at a wedding. The hubs came up to me and hugged me hard, saying “Thank you, thank you, thank you for the sugar cookies.” I think they were a hit. :-)

Pudding Sugar Cookies

I thought my mother’s sugar cookie recipe was the best. Nope. These are the best sugar cookies I have ever tasted. They’re light as a feather, super crisp and practically melt in your mouth. The secret ingredient is dry instant pudding mix! The recipe called for lemon pudding, but you could use any flavor you like. I used butterscotch because that’s what I had on hand, but the cookies didn’t really taste like butterscotch. 

Take extra care not to overcook these. They should be just barely brown around the edges. When flattening your dough balls with the bottom of a glass, make sure the glass is totally covered in sugar so it won’t stick (for that first cookie, get the glass damp in the dough first so the sugar sticks). A twisting motion is the best to avoid the cookie sticking to the glass.

1 c butter, softened
1 c vegetable oil
1 c sugar
1 c powdered sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 pkg instant pudding mix, any flavor you like (the bigger box)
4 c flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp cream of tartar (v. important)

Cream the butter, oil and both sugars. Beat in eggs, vanilla and dry pudding mix. Combine dry ingredients and add gradually to creamed mixture. Drop by round tablespoons 2 in apart on parchment-paper covered baking sheets. Flatten with a glass dipped in sugar. Bake at 350 for 12-15 mins or until lightly browned. Yield: 7 dozen

anonymous asked:

Spacedogs soulmate au with some kind of physical marker.

This is how it will happen, or so he’s been told:

You will meet your soulmate on a street; they will have dropped something, and when you bend to help them pick it up, you will catch a flash of the skin of their wrist, and you will see the mark that is identical to your own. You will meet your soulmate at a restaurant; the white sleeve of their waiter’s shirt will slip back as they hand you your meal. You will meet them as you wait in line for coffee; delicately they’ll stir their cream and sugar in, and the motion will catch your attention, and the mark will catch your fancy. You will meet them at a funeral, at a wake, at the ball game, you will meet them at the urinal, at the hospital as you wait in the stuffy, sterile waiting room. Your soulmate will not come into your life when it is convenient for you; they will not come when you place an ad in the paper. They will stumble into your life as you will stumble into theirs, and you will tumble into love, into deep, swallowing, yawning, ocean-black love.

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