sugar-trip

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2 WEEKS AGO I watched Riviera (programme on Sky) and thought hm I’d love to go to Monaco and live that life. And boom. Just back from the place with SD1. I always have a vision board I’m working on and little affirmations I say in my head.
Also tumblr and your own blog is so good for confirming your goals and when you see it come up every day, you subconsciously work towards it.

I remember when I had nothing, literally nothing. The only Lux make-up I had was a passed down Clinique powder. But due to me constantly focusing on all these aspects of luxury living- I’ve honestly gained everything I’ve wanted. I’m not even joking. It doesn’t come easily or quickly but somehow when you want something bad enough- life finds a way to give it to you.

I’m still a developing SB but miles and miles ahead of what I used to be like when I first started out.

NeganTrash Fic Masterlist

All of Me - (Fluff) - Jen struggles with her self image, and Negan shows her how delicious she is.

The Anniversary - (Angst) - Negan and Lucille are celebrating their anniversary when they become victims of a home invasion.

Aphrodisiac [ Part 1 ] + [ Part 2 ] (Smut) - Negan wants to make her his next wife. She’s always turned him down, but now it’s Valentine’s Day and that man can be persistent. 

Artwork - (Smut) - Negan gives her a gift for her birthday.

Bittersweet and Strange [ Part 1 ] + [ Part 2 ] + [ Part 3 ] + [ Part 4 ] + [ Part 5 ] (Smut + Fluff) - When her father doesn’t come back from his scavenging run, she goes looking for him and meets a horrible beast: Negan. This fic mirrors the movie Beauty and the Beast.

The Carnival - (Smut) - The Saviors find a fairgrounds fully intact and Negan asks her to be his date.

Chain Link - (Smut) - Negan catches his new wife climbing his fence.

Devoted [ Part 1 ] + [ Part 2 ] (Smut + Fluff) - Nina gets shot during the fight in Alexandria.

Dirty Talk - (Smut) - Negan’s lieutenant won’t punish the community she’s been put in charge of, so Negan punishes her instead.

The Face of Heaven - (Smut + Angst) - Ari and Ollo are twins surviving in the apocalypse when they meet Negan. This fic is written to mirror the myth of Artemis and Orion.

Frail Love - (Smut + Fluff + Angst) - Her ex boyfriend was abusive and she’s never told Negan.

Fruit of the Dead - (Fluff + Light Smut) - She lives in a community called Terra and grows food with her mother. When Negan sees her playing in the woods, he knows he has to have her. This fic is written to mirror the myth of Hades and Persephone.

Incubus - (DubCon Smut) - It’s Halloween night, and she goes with her friends to an abandoned factory where the spirit of a man in a leather jacket is said to roam the halls. They’re dead-set on capturing proof of him, but she soon discovers he’s not a ghost at all.

Just Pretend - (NonCon Smut) - When Negan takes her into the RV, she escapes into a memory with the man she loves.  

K is for Kneel - (Smut) - Simon catches you playing dress up.

Loyalty [ Part 1 ] + [ Part 2 ] + [ Part 3 ] (M/M Smut) - Rick’s younger brother meets Negan. He’s trying to be strong, but finds himself having a moment of weakness.

Mockery - (Smut + Fluff) - Lana is the queen of sass. Negan may have just met his match.

The Monster - (Fluff / Storycube Challenge) - They find Negan where they least expect him.

Mouse - (Fluff) - Mouse suffers from anxiety and Negan tries to help her cope.

No Good [ Part 1 ] + [ Part 2 ] + [ Part 3 ] (Smut + Angst) - She is Negan’s former wife, and regrets leaving him. After turning to alcohol and Simon for comfort, she decides to visit Negan late one night.

Nymph - (Fluff + Angst) - Negan finds a child in the woods and brings her back to the Sanctuary.

Pet - (Smut) - Negan “pets” his favorite kitten.

Pins and Needles - (Smut + Fluff) - She’s always been invisible to Negan, but when she agrees to become his wife to get medication to control her pain, she sets out to make him finally see her.

Raise Hell - (Multi Chapter + Slow Burn) - Doveport is a little community just trying to survive in the apocalypse. Elle finally feels like she’s found a home…and then she meets Negan.

Red | Redder | Reddest - (Smut) - Her boyfriend hates when she wears lipstick, but Negan doesn’t mind a little red. 

Road Trip - (Smut) - Negan’s wife feels cooped up inside the Sanctuary’s walls, so he takes her on a little trip.

Sugar and Spice - (Fluff + Slight Angst) - She has a huge crush on Negan and would do anything to make him happy. He misses the taste of real pumpkin pie, so she sets out to make it for him.

Thirsty - (Angst + Violence) - Negan doesn’t do anything randomly. He lets his lady pick his victims.

Tools of Survival - (Smut + Fluff + Angst) - She has been feeling really insecure about herself, and wishes she could see the upper floors of the Sanctuary (OC is in a wheelchair).

Tyrant - (M/M Smut) - Rick has two options: he can die, or he can serve his king.

Where The Heart Is - (Smut + Fluff + Angst) - Negan’s wife has a work meeting and he spends Saturday with their daughter Emma. 

Wings - (Angst) - Angela is in the lineup with her friends and family when they meet Negan. 

Powdered Sugar

Prompt: A simple trip to the grocery store turns sour when a new guy in town doesn’t realize who your old man is.

Originally posted by opieandteller


You strolled down each aisle trying to remember everything you needed. You cursed yourself for forgetting your list at home. This was incredibly important, you were hosting a family dinner and while you and Tig had been together for a while now, you knew that it was super important to nail this dinner. You had decided on a low key but delicious menu. You were making your mother’s famous bolognese sauce along with multiple trays of a hearty lasagna that you were sure would both fill and feed all of the SAMCRO family that would be arriving at your home in two days time. You knew the ingredients for the sauce and lasagna by heart as Tig requested you make them often, however you were having trouble remembering the ingredients for your side dishes, a ricotta stuffed zucchini, a caprese salad, and a grilled eggplant with a basil vinaigrette. You were lost in thought trying to determine how much cheese you needed to buy when you felt a sudden jolt. You were quickly broken out of your stream of thought as you looked up to notice the cause of the sudden stop, you had rammed carts with another shopper. He had a big smile on his face and seemed to want to engage you in conversation but you quickly apologized and scurried away. You didn’t have time to deal with idle small talk or with Tig’s temper when he saw some random guy chatting you up. Besides Tig had gone to get gas in the car and pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy so you had to be quick.

You continued your shopping and were on the hunt for your last item, a bottle of balsamic vinegar. You had found the aisle where they were, but of course the brand you wanted was on the very top shelf. Tig always teased you for being so picky when you shopped but your mom and grandma had raised you to cook a certain way and they had their beloved brands that they had passed on to you. You looked around to determine how you were going to reach that precious bottle on the top shelf. Any idea you had ended in all of the bottles falling to the ground and shattering, so you figured your best bet was to stand on your tiptoes and pray that you could somehow reach. As you strained to reach the top shelf, you felt an unfamiliar body press up against you from behind as a long hairy arm reached up beyond your own and grabbed your balsamic. You recoiled at the sudden touch and proximity of the stranger, quickly pulling your arm back into yourself and spun around finding yourself face to chest with the man whose cart you had rammed earlier. You suddenly thought that perhaps that accident wasn’t so accidental after all. You looked up and saw the most idiotic looking smirk on his face clearly enjoying himself. “Looked like you could use some help sweetie”, he drawled. You rolled your eyes and quickly ducked underneath of his arm to escape the overpowering smell of the entire bottle of Axe cologne he had clearly doused himself in on his way out the door. You grabbed the bottle from his hand, payment for his annoyance, dropped it in your cart, and shot him your nastiest death glare and quickly walked away. This idiot was persistent though as he quickly caught up and stepped in your path causing you to have to come to another quick and sudden stop. You took a deep breath, holding your anger in, not wanting to make a scene. You looked up at him expectantly, waiting for whatever gross and corny pick up line you were sure was coming your way. You tuned him out while he talked, taking in his features to relay them to Juice later to look up for some retaliation in case this creep went too far. He was muscular, the type that looked like he drank nothing but protein shakes and frequently set off the lunk alarm at Planet Fitness. He was wearing a Fresno Pacific University sweatshirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a scuffed up pair of knock off Nikes. He had platinum blonde hair ruffled and styled like the typical frat boy and the tiniest bit of scruff on his face. He’s the kind of guy who you “might” have found attractive on a drunken night out in college but at the moment, he was royally pissing you off. He had to be from out of town, any local guy would have noticed the crow tattoo on your collarbone and backed off quickly. “Move now before I run you down”, you growled, knuckles turning white as you gripped the handle of your shopping cart trying to contain your anger and frustration with this moron. “C’mon now beautiful, no need to be testy. I’m just looking for a friend”, the blonde buffoon murmured while eyeing you up and down. You looked him dead in the eye and held your ground, and growled, “I have enough friends, now move your ass or I will run you the fuck down”. He smirked and made no indication of moving which you took as a sign that he wasn’t taking you seriously so you rammed your cart into him as hard as you could and while he was bent over in pain, you took the opportunity to quickly scoot around him with your cart and head to the checkout line.

Originally posted by mystoryfortheaudienceoftheworld

After an excruciating long wait in line behind a soccer mom with at least 37 coupons, you were finally all checked out and ready to leave. You walked out to the parking lot and spotted your car but you didn’t see Tig anywhere. You suddenly remembered his preoccupation with the bakery across the street when he dropped you off so you figured he was probably there buying them out of powdered doughnuts. Thankfully you kept the spare key in your purse, so you unlocked the car and started loading the groceries into the trunk. After unloading the groceries, you walked over to the cart corral to return your shopping cart. After pushing your cart into the corral, you turned around and found your path of exit blocked by the giant blonde cretin from earlier. Before you had a chance to speak he started off as if he’d been rehearsing this convoluted pick up strategy in his head. “ Listen honey”, he stated, “I think you’ve got the wrong idea about me, I’m not trying to give you trouble. I just want to get to know you sweetheart. I’m in town visiting family, but it’s boring over there. So, what do ya say? Let’s go get a drink”.You shot him another death glare. “I have a man, and even if I didn’t a jack off like you is the last guy I would want to grab a drink with”, you asserted and moved to push by him. Those damn protein shakes must’ve been paying off cause he did not budge. You stood there and looked up at him, placing your hands on your hips, waiting for the next pick up line. “Why you playing hard to get babe,any girl from FPU would kill to go out with the blonde buff quarterback from the football team, you should count yourself lucky”, he proposed while placing one of his hands on your shoulder. You swallowed down the bile rising in your throat and responded, “I don’t like blondes, and like I said before I have a man”. Before he had a chance to respond you ripped his hand off of your shoulder. You then used your right hand to squeeze and hold on to his hand and then used your left hand to contort his elbow, bending it behind his back and spinning him around to come face to face with your old man who had a arrived on the scene and had a look of murder in his eyes.

Originally posted by samcro-redwoodoriginals

Tig placed the donut he was eating back in the paper bag he was holding and brushed the powdered sugar out of his mustache. “Hey doll, I got us some donuts”, your old man uttered as he held out the bag of donuts to you. You released your grip on the blonde neanderthal and grabbed the bag from your old man. Now that his hands were free, he used them to grab the collar of the out of towner and yank him out of the cart corral, throwing him to the ground. After turning around to give you a once over, confirming that you were not hurt, he began pummeling the creep. You quickly skipped around the side of the cart corral and planted yourself on the edge of the trunk. You sat and watched your man beat up the pompous quarterback while you munched on the donuts from the bakery.

After the asshole had sufficiently learned his lesson and was laying on the ground, groaning and cursing, Tig once again grabbed him by the collarbone but this time he dragged the frat boy over towards you. “You see that tattoo you piece of shit”, Tig snarled while nodding to the crow tattoo on your collarbone, “If you ever come across another woman with a crow tattoo, I suggest you leave her the fuck alone or else this is going to happen again but tenfold. Do we have an understanding”. The neanderthal nodded his head in agreement but had the nerve to spit at you. Before you had a chance to respond, Tigs’ ring covered fist collided with his face and he fell to the ground. The guy was still squirming and cursing so you took it upon yourself to hop up off of the trunk and give him a swift quick to the groin. That shut him up pretty darn quick. Tig looked over at you with a look of pride on his face that quickly turned to annoyance when he realized the once full bag of donuts was now completely empty. “Seriously doll, here I am defending your honor, and you can’t even save me a boston kreme”, he whined. “I’m sorry Tiggy”, you teased, “But you know how it is, I needed a snack to munch on during the show”. “I guess I can forgive you”, Tig responded, “As long as you share the crumbs”. At this, he closed the distance between the two of you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in for a passionate kiss. As you broke apart, you chuckled reaching your hands up to brush the powder sugar from his lips and his mustache while he kept his arms wrapped firmly around your waist. “Do I have any on my face?”, you inquired. “Oh yeah”, he responded, I’ll get it”. He was true to his word, cleaning the powdered sugar off of your lips by pressing several wet and sloppy kisses all around your mouth. “Now c’mon darlin’, we’ve got some cooking to do”, he declared as he released you from his grip. As the two of you got in the car, he grabbed your hand and turned to you laughing, “Hey now at least we have a good story to tell at dinner”.

Originally posted by kissing-pleasure

Rey has tasted sweets before.

At around eleven, when she really should have been old enough to know not to pursue such frivolous things, she traded an especially well-polished piece of scrap for a bag of candy at Niima outpost. It melted together and then hardened into a massive colorful mass of sugar on the trip back to the AT-AT she began recently fashioning into her home.

It looked a bit like a prismacolor meteor. That did not manage to deter Rey, who licked carefully at one end of it for half an hour the first night. Her tongue was raw and tingling and probably splotched five different colors, but she felt satisfied. Over the next few months, she took tiny licks at the candy in order to save it for as long as possible. She didn’t try to get any more as she had finally begun to realize that portions were more nutritious, if not as long lasting, as the candy.

So when Han Solo described cake to her—“You know, kid, that sweet bready stuff with icing on top, for birthdays and weddings and all that junk”—that lump of melted candy was the only frame of reference that she had. Chewie helped by explaining to her that the base was the aforementioned sweet bread while icing was sugar and butter. Icing, according to him, was nice-smelling and sweet-tasting but it got stuck in his fur whenever any of the Solo family had a birthday.

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The amazing Tatiana Maslany

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First trip with kdaddy, it was really sweet of him to get me business class. Transited in HK and told him i need to get some sunscreen but actually aiming for all the shit that is there in the duty free 😬

We checked in to a room with 2 single beds. Well.. actually I prefer that way. Yes, we do get intimate, but every night we’re sleeping on separate beds. He knows I can’t cuddle-sleep, also I tend to be on my phone most nights before I sleep, hah. 🙈

The hardest about travelling with SD IMO is having to look presentable at all time. And thank god he brought a few friends, otherwise I think we would ran out of things to say for the 4 days trip, or I died of boredom because I can’t tell anyone I’m on the trip. My family and friends were all thinking that I’m at school.

Overall, I had SO MUCH fun. My two other friends (posted about turning them to SBs awhile ago) who were on the trip with me did contribute to the experience too. But, the happiest things of all, my friends approve of my SD. 👍And they thought he is too kind and generous (isn’t that what every SB looking for? XD) Really though, I was glad and very proud of Kdaddy. I had a few on and off SDs before and no one come close to him. It is really not about how rich he is ( net worth of 10 mil but will never spend a single cent on you is BS), but how much he actually care and willing to spoil.

anonymous asked:

In regards to the writing prompts, would you mind writing about two girls who are falling in love while on a road trip?

grapefruit & sugar
has never tasted so good.

she exists by each ink stroke,
by each gold dapple. she is
the storm on the sea of galilee,
the flower carrier,
the ceiling of the sistine chapel -
tulle clouds smudging
the embrace of two girls.

when the sunlight turns gold,
when the white rockroses turn gold,
when she is gold,

this is heaven, this is heaven.