some easy, vegan/lactose free cookies for littles to make with their caregivers or for anyone really! since they’re free of eggs, littles who like eating raw dough while mommy or daddy aren’t looking don’t have to worry about getting sick & the frosting even combines one of their favorite things: juice! you can also freeze a few batches in air tight bags - when your little is good, surprise them with a one of a kind cookie they helped make weeks ago!
sugar cookies - 2 c. flour (add extra flour at end if dough is sticky) - 1½ c. powdered sugar or 2 c. white sugar for a harder cookie
tsp baking powder
- ½ tsp salt (optional) - ⅓ c. soft coconut oil or
¼ c. canola oil
- ½ c. coconut or almond milk
- 1½ tsp vanilla (omit if using sweetened vanilla almond milk)
heat oven to 350° then line baking sheets with foil or shortening. mix wet ingredients into one bowl, dry in the other then slowly add dry ingredients to wet while mixing. shape dough into round balls then place on baking sheet. bake for 8 minutes. do not let the cookies get golden unless you’re using white sugar, you want them to be fluffy. cool on rack once done.
frosting - 2½ c. powdered sugar -
2 tbs soft coconut oil or vegan butter - any pure fruit juice for color & flavor or 1 ½ tsp vanilla
- coconut or almond milk for thinning (omit if using watery juice)
beat base ingredients until creamy then
add milk for thinner frosting if desired. spread on completely cooled cookies then decorate with sprinkles or candies! get creative, decorating is the best part!
☼ if you’re afraid baby can’t help out much, place them on the floor with a bowl of toy blocks & a mixing spoon then watch them mimic what you’re doing, it’s so cute! honestly, there are so many ways you can make cookies special so put your heart into it, have fun, & enjoy the bonding time with your little one!
Before you knew what was happening Juice’s mouth was all over your face and then your neck as he his moved all over you. You gasped as you felt his hands moving to remove your shirt and dropped it to the floor of the kitchen.
He pulled away and looked down, seeing his Crow still remained on your left breast. He ran his fingers over it slowly, most likely suprised you hadn’t removed it after everything that had happened. He didn’t say anything as he simply leaned down and started kissing along the softness of your breast.
You moaned quietly, biting your lower lip so as to not let your grandmother hear you.
“Juan, grandma is upstairs I – ”
“I’ll be quiet.”
He told you softly as he moved his lips back up to yours and started kissing you again with a passion that you believed was long since lost.
Putting your arms around his neck you allowed him to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carried you into the livingroom. As he walked he never removed his lips from yours as he kept it heated and sensual as possible.
It had been years since the two of you had been like this and needless to say the both of you had missed this. You missed this side of him. The side that showed you he cared and still loved you. The side that you knew was Juan and not Shades.
You felt your back hit the fabric of the couch and his hands were slick as they had your bra off in seconds.
Reaching up you started to remove his tie and his suit piece by piece. Before too long each of you had undressed the other and you both found yourselves naked on your grandma’s couch.
Juice sat down on the couch, you ran your hands along where his tattoos use to be, but no longer were, you looked at him in question.
“I had to get them removed. They were too noticeable.”
He told you as he adjusted your hips over him. Looking down, you noticed that the man was still clean shaven, like always.
You squeezed your eyes shut as you gasped. He stretched you out from years of not having sex. He wasn’t thick, but he was long and knew how to use it.
You grunted as you leaned into him, muttering his name as his hands on your hips started moving you up and down on him.
“Baby. Baby. Baby.”
He grunted leaning you forward to where he could rest his head in the crook of your neck. You mewed quietly to the sensations of pleasure that coursed through your body.
You moaned, feeling him making you go faster.
He said pulling away from your neck as he looked up at you. Those bright brown eyes now darkened as sweat dripped down his head.
“Say it baby girl.”
You gasped feeling his hands squeezing your ass cheeks and spreading them apart as he kept a firm grip on you. His lips attached themselves to the side of your neck as he kissed and sucked, leaving his mark on your collarbone.
A deep purple and large mark was left there from his lips as he started thrusting up into you when your riding speed was good enough anymore.
You gasped as you closed your eyes and held on tight to his shoulders.
“Daddy’s got you baby, Daddy’s got you.”
He strained to say through a grunt as he snapped up into you. The sound of skin against skin filling the room as he neared his release.
After it was all over Juice had redressed himself along with you. The two of you were back in the kitchen. You were looking at the bag.
“You don’t have to do this.”
You told him as he was putting his tie back on. He turned and looked at you.
“Try me one more time, see what happens.”
He said with a small smirk. You couldn’t help but chuckle yourself and then you frowned. Your fingers tapping the money in the bag.
“When you leave…”
You started to ask, but Juice beat you to the answer.
“When I leave I’m Shades. And we’ve got to act like this - ”
He said pointing between the two of you.
“This didn’t happen.”
You sighed but nodded. Knowing that he had enemies and if they were to find out, they’d use that against him.
You said just as he was about to leave. He stopped and turned to look at you, shades in his hands. You watched him for a moment before you swallowed softly.
You said forgetting what you originally wanted to tell him and went with a more subtle way. He just smirked at you as he put those glasses on over his face, flashing you a toothy grin.
Imagine Juice and you hate each other, but practically sleep together every night. (SMUT)
You have been apart of the MC life now for about 5 years. You weren’t a crow-eater, you weren’t a sweet-butt, you were no ones old lady but you were a family/friend but more so family. You helped out a lot with the club and with Gemma. You thought of Gemma as a mother-figure because she was always there for you since you were a teenager. Your own mother was never around, and you never knew your father so you were mainly on your own all your life, till you moved to Charming. You got along with everyone you came in contact with, you had a thing for of the SONS. You thought he was dorky for a biker, he was smart, he was very nice and protective. His smile was contagious and he had head tattoos, his name was Juice. He also had a thing for you, but no one knew you should the hell didn’t. When you would see him with a crow-eater you could feel that green monster climb up your back, so you would flirt with one of the SONS. Juice would see that and he would feel the heat of jealously course throughout his body. It went on like this for awhile, the two of you kept your distance from one another, and never told anyone or each other how you really felt but then came another party.
Juice was getting a lap dance from this crow-eater and you have throwing back shots for awhile now but you seen the action that he was getting and looked like he was loving it, it just pissed you off more than it usually did. You couldn’t do what you normally did, usually you’d just flirt with one of the SONS to get him upset but this time you just stormed off into the clubhouse. Juice noticed you storming off, he pushed the crow-eater that was sitting on top of him and ran in after you. He caught up to you in the hallway that led to the dorms. He gripped your arm, you turned to him, you were still pissed;
“ what the hell are you doing Juice?! “ Juice was confused but upset as well and responded;
“ what the fucks your problem Y/N “ You looked at Juice, and ripped your arm from his grip. You marched closer to him and with a furious tone said;
“ you .. you are my fucking problem “ Juice was stunned to hear you say that, but he held his ground and said clenching his teeth;
“ why am i the fucking problem, you hate me “ You pushed him and he was caught off guard and stumbled back a few steps, and you hissed;
“ yeah, i hate you. i hate you Juice “ Juice lunged forward before you could hit him again and he held you to the wall, you kept saying you ‘ hated him ‘ but you calmed down after a few seconds and the two of you locked eyes. Your eyes looked over Juice’s face, your eyes darted to his lips and before you knew it Juice crushed his lips against yours. You were quite surprised that he kissed you, but you kissed him back. You didn’t really hate Juice, you wanted him for so long you just never said anything or did anything. Juice wanted you also but you acted like you hated him but you didn’t you were just upset and jealous. You pushed Juice to the other side of the hallway, the two of you hit the wall with a thud. Juice reached for the doorknob and opened it, he pulled you into his dorm and shut the door. He thew you up against the door, pinning your arms to the side of you, his lips still connected to yours, his body molding with yours. You felt his heart beat faster, you felt Juice get bigger and harder in his pants. He reached for you jacket and ripped it off, you pushed Juice back and he had a devilish grin appear across his lips, you reached to the doorknob and locked it. You quickly walked to Juice and took off his cut, and shirt. He tossed you onto the bed, and climbed on top of you, pressing his body and weight onto you, his kissed your neck, his hand made its way to your belt and unbuttoned your pants. You reached for his belt and whipped it off, you giggled with lust in your voice, and undid his zipper he got up and took off his pants and boxers, you shimmied out of yours. Juice stood there for a second and just looked at you, admiring the sight of you. You smiled and said;
“ get over here already “ You’ve been waiting too long for this, Juice climbed on top of you. He was touching you, you were wet and he grabbed himself and lined up with your entrance. He put himself into you slowly, you threw you head back with pleasure, Juice let out a low deep growl. He started to thrust, started off slowly and his pace quickened. He started to kiss you and he bit your bottom lip and made his way to your neck and bare chest. He kissed your breasts, sucking and caressing them, you licking your lips and Juice puts his hand to your neck. You smile because you know exactly what he was gonna do, he lightly squeeze and you loved it. Juice started to thrust even harder now, you let out seductive moans, Juice closed his eyes, bit his lip and growled, and hearing him enjoy himself just turned you on more, you started for feel that heat of pleasure course throughout your entire body, you started to tighten more and more around Juice, he was nearing his release as were you. You gripped the sheets of the bed and arched your back, you both climaxed at the same time, Juice thrusted a few times before collapsing onto you. You both trying to catch your breath, Juice rolled over to the side of you. He said while the both of you were looking at the ceiling;
“ we should fight like that more often “ You both chuckled but you agreed.
After that night, you guys made each other jealous every chance you could. No one knew that you and Juice have been hooking up and having hate sex practically every night since that party. As far as the clubs concerned, Juice and you hated each other. You didn’t know if Juice didn’t want to tell anyone about the two of you so you just kept quiet. Every time you seen Juice, you wanted to go up kiss him, but this hate sex was really working for you. It was rough and passionate you loved it. Every time one of you pissed each other off you’d find them alone, and the two of you would fight and it would always lead to great fucking sex.
So I thought I’d change the setting a bit for this one, I hope you like it aegyocreatures! I’m sorry we’ve not been updating recently, I’m dead tired from all the flights and gigs ;A; Thank you all for supporting this series and my lazy ass ~
equest: I have a request! You’re Bobby’s niece and he walks on you and Juice making out. Thanks
Pairing and characters: JuicexReader, Bobby, Jax
Warnings: Heated make-out session?
You and Juice had been together for about 5 months now and you’re pretty sure that you’re falling in love with him.
He was an amazing boyfriend, so sweet and caring. He knew you could hold your own and he respected you for it. He understood you and genuinely cared for you.
There was one problem though; you were a member of the club and Bobby’s niece. Yes, you were an adult and you could make your own decisions but that didn’t change the fact that your uncle personally threatened every member of the club telling them not to get involved with you or he would beat them with a tire iron.
It worked there for a while but then you and Juice started to grow closer and eventually you two ended up together, but here you were 5 months later, still hiding your relationship from your Uncle Bobby and the club.
You loved your Uncle to death and knew he threatened everyone because he wanted only the best for you and because he cared but you and Juice both believed him about the beating. Keeping Juice safe while telling Bobby about you two was your #1 priority so you were waiting until the right time to tell him.
You and the rest of the club were currently sitting in Church deciding what to do about the recent security breach on one of your gun warehouses. It turned out to be a couple of teenagers who though that they were going to be cool and break into a Sons warehouse, and they were lucky that they were gone by the time everyone had arrived.
“Why don’t we just take shifts guarding the warehouse? We can partner up, take an AK, and do rotations until you can get a new and updated security system put in. If a couple of 16 year old punks can break into a warehouse housing a million dollars’ worth of guns, what’s to stop a Mayan or a Nord from breaking in and stealing our whole supply?” you said breaking the silence as everyone sat and tried to think of a solution.
Clay looked at you and then looked around at the other member’s faces before asking for a vote. In the end they all agreed and Clay assigned you to pair up everyone.
“Okay so Juice and I can do one, Bobby and Jax, Piney and Opie, and Tig and Chibs can finish it out.” You said, going around the table so it didn’t seem suspicious when you put you and Juice together.
You felt something snake down and lace your fingers so you looked at Juice and saw him with a completely straight face but mischief in his eyes.
“Sounds good, Chibs and Tig can start now, then Opie and Piney, you and Juice, and then Jax and Bobby can finish out the night. Two hour shifts.” Clay said, smacking down the gavel and releasing the meeting.
You looked at the clock and saw that it was 10 o’clock which meant that you and Juice’s shift would start at 2 and end at 4, so you could go home and get at least a couple hours of sleep before you had to start your shift. You got up and made your way to the main room of the clubhouse before spinning around and putting on the act that you and Juice had rehearsed earlier.
“Oh yeah! Hey Juice would you mind coming over and trying to work on my t.v. tonight? It’s still broken and there is a new episode of Supernatural on tomorrow night that is supposed to be killer.” You told him, both of you keeping a neutral face as you went along with the plot.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind, as long as you make those burgers again. Those were freaking amazing.” He said now cracking a smile but keeping the conversation friendly.
“Sure thing bud.” You said patting him on the back and walking towards the door without the clubs questions or comments, thankfully.
Once you two got outside you walked to your bikes and put on your helmets, taking off in the direction of your place.
When you got there you both pulled into your garage and shut off your bikes, securing the kickstands and placing your brain-buckets on your handlebars.
“Did you really have to call me bud? That one kind of hurt.” Spoke Juice from the other side of the garage where his bike was, feigning hurt and placing his hand over his heart with a wounded expression on his face.
You roll your eyes at his dramatics and walk over to him placing your hand over his.
“You’ll live, I promise.” you said kissing him on the cheek.
You felt his arms snake around your waist and you saw the smirk grow on his face.
“Oh I don’t know that one was pretty hurtful. You might have to make it up to me.” He said biting his lip and looking you in the eyes.
You could feel his sculpted abs press against your stomach as he leaned closer to you.
“What would you have in mind as payment?” you asked him, deciding to play along with his game.
You felt his hands slide under your butt and lift you up, so you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist for support.
“You.” He said and started attacking your lips with slow passionate kisses.
You felt him walk up the steps leading from your garage to your kitchen without even breaking the kiss. You soon felt the smooth fabric of your couch on your elbows as he laid you both down on the couch, still never breaking the chain of kisses.
You two had been going on like that for a few minutes before you slid your hand under his shirt to feel his tan sculpted torso.
You were about to deepen the kiss when you heard your door hit the wall.
You immediately jump up, along with Juice, to see who the intruder is.
What you were not expecting was to see your Uncle Bobby in the doorway, looking very angry and upset.
You were just about to open your mouth to explain when Bobby charged at Juice and tackled him, throwing punches and taking him to the floor. You ran over to try and pull your uncle off of Juice but every time they were even remotely separated Bobby charged right back n and started wailing on Juice again yelling profanities.
“Uncle Bobby stop! You’re going to kill him!” you yell, genuinely afraid for Juice’s life.
Your voice seems to snap Bobby out of his urge to physically attack Juice and to turn towards you and start yelling.
“How could you lie to me like this?! I gave you one rule and that was to not date any of the boys in the club!!” he yells his face red
“Uncle Bobby I’m aware that you said that but I am an adult and I can make my own decisions.” You say walking around him and looking at Juice.
What you saw made you gasp in shock.
Juice’s face was a bloody mess and you couldn’t tell where he was cut and what was just smeared there.
You kneeled next to him and took his face in your hands, watching him look at you through a swollen eye.
“I’m so sorry baby.” You whisper and kiss his forehead. You then turn to your Uncle Bobby.
“Uncle Bobby I love Juice and we are not going to stop seeing each other because of some stupid rule you made, I really care about him.” You say, standing up and helping Juice to his feet.
You feel him put his arm around you shoulder in a protective manner.
“Bobby I would never hurt (y/f/n). I love her too much to do anything to her and if I ever make the mistake of doing so you can kill me point blank and I will accept it. I’m not going to stop seeing her.” He spoke suddenly.
You could see that his teeth were red which meant that your Uncle probably had cut up knuckles.
It was silent for what seemed like forever before your Uncle spoke.
“I’m really disappointed that you two didn’t tell me and if you ever lie to me like that again I will kill you, but you both seem to care a lot about each other, so who am I to stop you from being together.” He said the corner of his lip twitching and trying to conceal a smile, but failing.
“Thank you Uncle Bobby.” You said giving him a hug. “Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to go clean up my broken boyfriend.” You say turning to lead Juice towards the bathroom before spinning around as a question popped into your head.
“How did you know that we were lying to you and how did you know to catch us here.” You asked him, wondering where you and Juice slipped up.
A smirk grew on your Uncle’s face before he turned to the side motioning to the black van that you didn’t notice in your driveway before. When you looked a little closer you noticed Jax watching you three from the driver’s side.
“Ol’ Blabber Mouth there told Jax about you two.” He said motioning to Juice. You look to Juice to see him blushing.
At this point you didn’t know who you wanted to kill more, your blushing and bloody boyfriend or the blonde douchebag sitting out in the car, laughing and pointing as he saw you and Juice’s glares. You did know one thing, Jax Teller was a deadman
***Obviously Donna and Venus weren’t in the same era so I decided to have fun and mix events together for the sake of making you have a shitty, stressful day. 😘***
“Well what are we gonna do?” “I don’t know. We don’t have any guns to give them, were fucked. The next barrels don’t come in for more another week and the Kings aren’t exactly our biggest fans at the moment.” The table was silent as you all were feeling the brunt of Clays frustration. He wasn’t a very calm person when stressed and he was expecting the club to work miracles. You looked up from the reaper on table as you heard him say your name. “You and Juice, go out and try to talk to Alvarez, see if he’d be willing to spare us some arms.”
Both you and Juice nodded. You two made a decent team for the most part and were a little easier to negotiate with. Clay banged the gavel signaling the end of church and everyone stood, you and Juice waiting till the room cleared out before leaving together. You looked to each other and smiled. “Let’s do this.”
By let’s do this, you both had meant to talk to Marcus. Unfortunately, ‘this’ had ended up being your bike catching a flat on the way, having to ride bitch with your brother, dropping your burner out of your pocket on the freeway going 90 and then getting jumped by some baby MC headed by Salazar who beat up Juice and took his cut. Needless to say, you’d had a terrible day and had gone straight to the bar after patching Juice up. Jax had felt bad and decided to call Donna and Venus over, to hopefully make your day a little better.
“Let’s just go get our nails done, go out for coffee, go shopping. Something.” You nodded a little, taking a swig or your beer. “Maybe tomorrow.” Donna grunted and shook her head. “No. Absolutely not. We’ll go today.” You closed your eyes and laid your head down on the top of the bar. “I’m just so worn out.” Venus pouted and leaned forward, rubbing your back. “I know sweetheart, that’s why we’re saying to come out with us. We don’t need to go shopping. There’s this spa that opened up about 30 minutes away from here, we can go there. You need to relax and unwind. Get a massage from some strong young man.” You laughed lightly as you thought about how good that sounded and the girls smiled with you, each grabbing one of your arms and pulling you up.
“Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves.” You opened one eye and smiled lazily at Venus from your spot in the pedicure lounging chair as the man rubbed your feet and calves. “I really am. Thank you guys for this.” Both her and Donna smiled at you, glad that they had been able to do this for you. You’d been a little hesitant when you’d gotten to the spa as having other people touching you wasn’t something you were used to. After some convincing, you’d gotten waxed, a full body massage, a manicure, and now a pedicure, not an ounce of stress left in your body. You knew that would change tomorrow the moment you went back to the clubhouse but you were enjoying it now. No matter how crazy or hectic your club got, it would always be the best thing that had ever happened to you and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.