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Andy (Chris evans) x reader imagine
Warnings: fucking in front of a window (i can’t remember what that’s called right now), dirty talk
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It was a Thursday evening. You and Andy were having dinner with friends at this fancy restaurant which meant fancy clothes. You had already gotten dressed and you were standing in the front room of the penthouse staring at Andys back. He was standing in front of the large windows overlooking the city below with a glass in hand. You walk up to him.
"When are we leaving?" You say.
He turns to face you and before he can speak his gaze drops down your body. He's wearing a crisp black suit with his tie undone. He always looked good but him in suits was delicious. It was different.
"You look fucking stunning baby" He manages to spit out.
"Thank you" You reply with a blush. You weren’t a stranger to compliments and knew how to take them, but it was different when Andy gave them.
He sets his drink down and walks around you slowly before landing back in front of you. His fingers grasp your chin, tilting your head up to face him.
"Beautiful."
He spins you both, so he is behind you, and you’re at the window facing the city. He presses his body into you. You can feel the bulge in his pants pressing deep into your back. He kisses you deeply and you feel your mind swarm. Your body heating with his hands at the short hem of your dress, dragging it upwards.
"I want you," Andy whispers. "Right here baby where everyone can see you." His mouth pressed up against your ear.
"We have to leave soon..." You tried to remind him. Really you didn't care, if anything you would've gladly stayed home to fuck him for the rest of the night. But it was fun to tease him by resisting. He knew what you wanted anyways.
You heard him chuckle lightly. "We both know I could get you off in a minute if I needed to, but we have plenty of time so put your hands up on the glass and spread your legs for me, yeah?"
You give a sharp intake at his words and place your hands up on the window, feeling the cold glass against your heated body.
He continues lifting your dress but stops abruptly.
"Baby?" He says, all his movements halting. "Where are your panties?"
You can't help but giggle at his stunned tone. You had deliberately left them off as a surprise for at the restaurant or in the car, but he was so impatient it was happening now.
"I seemed to have lost them." Is your response, teasing.
"Is that right, hmm?" Andys gruffly voice making your body vibrate with lust.
He moves one hand to the entrance of your cunt, "I'm gonna fuck you, right here, for the whole city to see how you take me and your going to moan and groan until you can only think of my cock, okay?”
You nodded, the only response you could think to give.
You loved him like this, when he lost control and his composure and his rawness was left. It was what made you love him. Almost like he was connected to your thoughts he pushed into you with a sharp thrust, catching you off guard. One of his arms wraps around your waist and the other is holding up your own arms, pressing you harder into the window.
He moves slowly at first, knowing the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of you was everything. Andy had fucked you countless times but every time it was by the window it was a little more raw than ever. Knowing anyone could see you but not touch you. It drove him crazy almost more than it did you.
He was fucking into you so quickly you felt like you couldn’t catch a breath. Every time he pulled out, preparing to pump back in you felt empty, like you needed his cock back in you so you could breathe. You felt your eyes prick with tears and you didn’t bother to hide them.
Andy sees them falling down your face and kisses your cheeks, his hips work faster and you know it’s the sight of your tears making him want you more.
“Does it hurt baby?” He asks roughly. You nod your head. “Good.”
His hand makes its way back to your clit, rubbing and flicking it more. It’s too much. You try to pull away from him but it only pushes your cunt further down onto his cock. It’s a strange feeling and you let out a mix between a cry and a moan, adding to the sounds already floating in the apartment. It’s too much. Your body feels tight like it’s ready to pop.
He fucks you harder, the cold window soothing your burning skin. He’s whispering filthy things in your ear. Telling you he loves you this way, presented to the world, and thinking of nothing but cock. You can’t help it and you don’t want to so you come. It’s hard and sharp, you feel like your being pulled off a cliff and Andy isn’t far behind you. You cry out, loudly and Andy’s hand comes down to cover your mouth. It may have been a large apartment but people would still hear a scream that loud.
You feel his warm release coat the inside of your cunt and you spasm around him, hearing him hiss from the over stimulation.
“That was perfect, You we’re perfect baby.” He whispers, pulling his cock from you slowly. leaving you feeling empty. “C’mon we gotta go.”
If it were up to you you would be warming his cock all night long.
He pulls your dress down and pulls you to the elevator. It isn’t until your in the taxi you remember your not wearing any panties. And Andy’s cum is dripping from your cunt.
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sometimes you just want to think about andy and his buttery soft t-shirts.
the threadbare white one he wears to bed, with permanent hints of musk and sweat hidden below the smell of detergent. a familiar feeling against your cheek when you blink awake to the early morning sun and andy's grumbling.
his oft abused grey shirts that function as workout, cookout, and laze about uniforms. stretched, stained, and much loved. peeping out from under his hoodies and jackets.
that damned black tee that fits just right. tight across his chest, baring his firm arms to the world with just a hint of the boyhood tattoos that lie like secrets on his skin. only for your eyes, he preens and struts just noticeably as you grumble and luxuriate in your fondness for him.
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hi don't mind me, i've had a very overwhelming and sad last few days and wanted to do something brazenly self-indulgent. welcome to my brain for the past week or so, maybe you can find joy in this too, maybe you won't, but i’d like to get this out. 💘
you feel impossibly small around your Daddy
in mind, in body, in spirit
and it would be scary if he didn't take complete and perfect care of you, but of course he does
so you are at peace with your existence and way of life
"You know...kitten, you know I'd take care of you. Daddy makes a lot of money and there's nothing more he wants than to spend every bit of it on you, providing for you. I hate seein' my baby cry, hate seein' you stressed, when we can fix it, when you can let Daddy take care of you. I know, mhmm. You're a determined little thing, but when you're ready to let Daddy do his job, you let him know..."
your pride keeps you at your job long after you’ve made up your mind to let Daddy take care of you
you’ve never let someone have so much control over you and it’s hard to wrap your head around, takes time to accept
someone controlling your finances? providing for you in every way? having to rely on someone for money and food and a home?
the red flags are overwhelming
it doesn’t feel like red flags with your Daddy though— it feels like safety, like protection, like love
according to him, your job now is to let Daddy make the decisions, is to be as carefree and sweet as possible
of course there are times when your mouth is stretched obscenely around his girth or his long strokes in your bitty pussy leave you squealing and squirting and crying where he tells you this is your job—
“This is it, sweet girl— this right here. This is why you left that fuckin’ job. Daddy’s big cock was hurtin’, was achin’, not havin' total access to this tight little pussy. A pussy like this deserves to be fucked on the regular, deserves to be filled up by her Daddy every single goddamn day, shit...this is how you repay your Daddy, baby. With this pretty fuckin’ pussy…
you spend most of your days going to work with your Daddy
Daddy sets your clothes out in the morning, makes you breakfast, wakes you up with gentle kisses and rumbly whispers and the occasional wandering hand
sometimes you require a firm hand though, a stern voice to get you out of bed on time
you not so secretly like his firm hand though
there's a small part of his office, near the window overlooking the city, that is dedicated to you
a cute table with a lamp and your computer, a vase for the flowers you never fail to pick up each week, your art supplies and your favorite coloring book Daddy bought you two weeks ago, your journal and favorite pens, your current read and your stack of future reads
he knows how you’re feeling always, anticipates your every need
your outfits, your meals, the coffee he orders you on the way to work, how you spend your days in his office
“Your clothes are on the bed, sweetheart”, “…and she’ll have the salmon with an additional side of french fries, thank you”, “Here baby, just how you like it— oat milk with an extra shot”, “You’re almost done with your book, why don’t you read that?”
your Daddy knows you down to your core, your soul, knows you inside and out
if your brain is sad, he chooses clothes that are loose and soft on your body, maybe something of his, chooses foods that can be broken into small bites so he can feed them to you, doesn’t allow for you to make s single decision and you’re forever grateful
he’ll let you crawl right into his lap while he’s in a meeting, on Zoom, taking a call, won’t hesitate or stop what he’s doing, will just wrap you up in his arms and rearrange you how he wants you while he continues to talk or take diligent notes
if you wake up feeling as sweet as can be he chooses something flirty and confident for you to wear, gives you tasks that allow you to interact with more people at the office, maybe letting you do a bit of shopping, still not letting you make many decisions but always giving you what you need
sometimes he’ll ask you to complete tasks if you’re in a better, more playful mood
he rarely gets things done on these days, watching you as you move around his office and work at his desk, sometimes pulling out his cock and shamelessly jerking off to the sight of you working through his to-do list like a good girl
if he's in a mood, he'll tell you to take your clothes off as you prance around his office, and he'll strokes himself off to your cute little behind, the sway of your hips, the bounce of your tits
"Look at you remindin' Daddy that he's the luckiest sonofabitch there ever was. Goddamn, you're a pretty little thing, aren't you? Daddy can't help it; even here at work he's gotta get his hand on his cock. Gimme a twirl, there you go, that's my girl. No no, you keep workin' on that to-do list, baby. Don't mind Daddy...
no matter what, it’s heady watching Daddy be the boss at work, commanding others with confident ease, which makes it easy for you to want him on you, in you, near you as each and every work day comes to a close
more often than not, no matter your mood, you end up with a mouthful of Daddy's cock on the drive home, whether it be stress relief for him of comfort or need for you
your nights are reliably cozy, meals (ordered from your favorite places or made at home since Daddy is a great cook) eaten together after a shower or bath, watching television or a movie or reading together under a cozy blanket to round the day out
and as you fall asleep each night, Daddy's big, warm body pressed tightly against your own in your big, cloud-like bed, you never fail to remind yourself how lucky you are to have your Daddy in your life, to have someone who dotes on you, protects you, provides for you, gives you everything you could ever want, who loves you
“I'm the lucky one, sweet girl. Rest your pretty head now and have the sweetest of dreams...”
#soft soft soft#soft daddy thoughts#daddy is up to you#reader insert#self indulgent fluff#this has been in my drafts forever#daddy kap is always on my mind but honestly this could easily be an andy barber in my head#my writing#howdoyousleep#headcannon#daddy headcannon#don't mind the mistakes#Spotify
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Losing your virginity with Cevans character 🙈🙈
A bit unsure if this is an ask/thot or a prompt for a HC of the CEVANS characters but I’m guessing it’s the second one? Please feel free to resend if I misunderstood -
Anyway as a virgin myself, I always imagine how it would be like to loose it to anyone of them because they’re all so fucking hot.
Here’s my HC of how loosing your virginity with the boys would be like (in my opinion) -
18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI
Steve Rogers
Endgame!Steve especially would be so nice and careful with you if you are a virgin. He would whisper the sweetest things in your ear and praise you for taking him so well. ‘Good girl’ is a pet name he will constantly call you for each inch of him you take. If it hurts, he will suggest prepping you more. He really doesn’t want your first experience to be painful, but if you don’t care about the pain you will have to convince him it’s okay. When you have all of him inside of you, he will patiently wait for you to get used to his size before he moves. Even though being inside your virgin pussy sends him to heaven and drives him feral, he has enough self control to wait when you’re ready. It will forever be his honor that he is your first. He will not go for another round because he believes you need rest now that you have a stretched and sore pussy, but he will happily offer you a few hours later if you beg him real nice.
Ransom Drysdale
Ransom (in contrast to Steve) is an impatient man, and I think he would internally groan if you admitted you were a virgin. It’s not because you are a virgin (I think it would be hell of an ego boost for him to be your first time), but it’s more the fact that he knows he will have to be careful when he so badly wants to go all out and fuck you to oblivion. He has lots of experience but only with other experienced women, so it becomes a new challenge he is willing to go through for you. He will be as gentle as possible when he pushes the tip and the rest of length inside of you, only stopping when you tell him to. He trusts you’ll communicate since it’s not like he is a mind reader, and I honestly don’t think he can properly tell if you’re in pain or just being a horny mess unless you’re screaming bloody murder. He will start thrusting when he assumes it’s the right time to do so. He’s skilled in terms of sex and knows just the right things to make you drip in pleasure quickly. He will whisper the filthiest things to get you going, - “mmmh, you sure are dripping a lot for a virgin. Your cunt must be so thirsty for cock, and she’s finally getting it from none other than me.”
Andy Barber
Andy’s the king of patience & reassurance. He will assure you that while it might hurt, you’ll get used to it. “It’s normal for your first time to be a bit uncomfortable, but you’ll quickly get used to it and it will only feel good from then on”, He will say. He is a realist, and while it’s important for him that you feel as much pleasure as possible for your first time, he thinks it’s also important to remind you of all the time in the world you have to practice making it feel the more better. He will be gentle when he takes you, encouraging you with each step that you’re doing great and that everything will be just fine. Unlike Ransom, he’s one to pick up on pain when he sees it on your face, and will immediately slow down to give you time to get used to the foreign invasion of your cunt. He then resumes when you ease at him and tell him to proceed at a faster pace.
Jake Jensen
Jake would feel immense pressure knowing you’re a virgin, but would try his best to hide it so he doesn’t make you all the more nervous. He will convince you it’s for the best that you to take the lead by having you insert his dick inside at your own pace in cowgirl position (it’s his fav position too so win/win). He will share how good it feels to be inside of you which makes you blush at his praise. He’s the type to express how he feels and how it’s all because of you - which gives you so much confidence. IF you want him to top, he will carefully insert himself but occasionally stutter his hips harshly out of the lack of self control he has because he can’t help it. He will mutter apologies profusely and try to concentrate as he tries to make it a pleasant experience for you. He cares so much about how you feel and he feels shameful at how his body keeps betraying him, but it all ends well with him giving you the pleasure needed for it not to hurt so much at all. He will crack a few jokes for the session to ease the nervous tension between the two of you.
Ari Levinson
Ari is the one to be the most chill about you being a virgin. Sure, he believes it’s important to set boundaries beforehand but otherwise he doesn’t think there’s needed to make a big deal out of it. He thinks the more casual it’s treated, the less worried you’ll be. “Oh, you’re a virgin? That’s okay, all we gotta do is take things slow and it’ll be fine. There’s nothing to be stressed about, sugar. You trust me, right?” After lots of prepping with fingerfucking and pussy eating, he reminds you to take deep breaths to make it easier for him to seep inside of you. Before you know it, he’s bottomed out with his cock stretching you to the fullest. His calm demeanor and sweet kisses around your face manages to calm you so much, you barely feel any anxiety. He will tickle you lightly around your hips as he holds them, making you giggle which assures him you’re doing alright.
Johnny Storm
Johnny, while flattered to be your first, would be a little nervous because he has only had sex with experienced women and he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable with his ‘doing without thinking’ habit which hasn’t been an issue before during sex. When he pushes his cock inside of you, it takes all of his will power not to roll his hips and chase his own high. This is all about you and he wants to keep it that way so that you know he cares about you. His hips will slowly thrust inside after a short while of bottoming inside of you, just so you can get quickly used to the friction. If you experience pain, he will kiss and muffle your whimpers, whispering “it’s okay. It’ll feel very good soon, I promise,” many times until your whimpers turn into moans. He’ll offer you as many rounds as you wish to get used to him, only if you want to of course.
Note from author: thank you for the prompt, anon! Yet again a success of making me so horny while writing this - In other words, I enjoyed writing this.
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💜
Hi! Thank you so much for sending this. I am gonna switch it up a bit, because instead of five fics, I'm gonna share a series and then four other masterlists that I feel everyone should go check out.
My own series I'm sharing is Life Is Short So Make It Sweet. It features Curtis Everett and a plus-sized reader he affectionately calls Honey. It's a soft domestic series for a character that IMO deserves some good.
Then you should check out @angrythingstarlight's expansive masterlist that has so many incredible AU's for characters like Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Ari Levinson, etc. If Mafia or Bikers is your theme, this is the one for you.
Also her birthday is coming up and she is doing a special writing celebration!
Absolutely gotta go see @sagechanoafterdark's masterlist. She has so many interesting series, but one of my all time favorites is a Bucky Barnes and Special Enhanced Reader called Lazarus. It's got it all in this series! Her other writings include a variety of Chris Evans characters and different themes.
For more AU series I would check out @navybrat817. She writes for a variety of Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters, sometimes intermingling them all together into fascinating scenarios. Nick Fowler and Bucky Barnes in the same verse? Yeah, she made it happen.
And @what-is-your-plan-today's masterlist is a treasure trove. Her series are long, well plotted and full of surprises. She writes for a variety of Chris Evans characters and will write OC's as well as Reader inserts. A few of her series are also co-written with other incredible writers, so each one is a little different in style.
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✨💖I'll love you in every universe💖✨
About
Heather's Harem of Hotties™ includes: Andy Barber, Robert Pronge, Jake Jensen, Ari Levinson, Curtis Everett, Pete Brenner, and Lloyd Hansen.
My OG is Wanda Maximoff, I made this blog so we could have an RP wedding on here.
Characters I RP as include: Michelle Mittal (oc,) Charles Randolph (oc,) Nélia Laurent (oc,) Anjali Kumar (oc,) Birdie-Mae Wilson (oc,) Ellie Montgomery (oc,) Pup (self insert,) Angel (self insert,) Kitten (self insert,) Sugar (self insert,) and Renée Drysdale (genderbent Ransom Drysdale.) More will definitely come later.
Ships: Wanda x Angel, Andy x Pup, Andy x Pup x Renée, Robert x Michelle (butterscotch,) Robert x Andy x Pup, Ari x Michelle, Ari x Andy x Pup x Jake, Ari x Charlie, Ari x Birdie, Curtis x Sugar, Pete x Kitten, Pete x Ellie, Pete x Kitten x Ellie, Jake x Anjali, Lloyd x Nélia, Renée x Marta
This blog contains cg/l dynamics and daddy/mommy kinks. If you aren't comfortable with that then I suggest you don't interact.
This is literally all just for fun so don't be rude!!
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Please note that even though I will accept requests, I cannot guarantee I will be able to write everything you send me. Sometimes it's a matter of time, sometimes it's a matter of imagination, or sometimes it's just not my cup of tea. I also decide whether it will be a drabble or a one-shot.
— I am free to refuse a request or push it to whenever I feel inspired.
— Requests that violate my guidelines will be deleted or blocked.
— Feel free to send me poems, gifs, or songs that might inspire me to daydream
— I write fem!reader inserts (and sometimes curvy!fem reader and latina!female reader)
What I will write
— any AUs/tropes
— angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, poetic smut: choking, soft dark! character/reader, praise/degradation kinks, exhibition kink, soft dubcon, sex toy, bondage, overstimulation, dom/sub, exhibitionism, and other kinks (just ask)
—poly relationships are accepted
Characters I write for
— Ari Levinson, Steve Rogers, Andy Barber, Bucky Barnes, Nick Fowler, Mickey Henry, Stucky, Frank Adler, Natasha Romanoff, Curtis Everett, Lloyd Hansen
what i will NOT write
— incest, pedophilia, beasteality,necrophilia, age play, race play, self-harm, dd/lg, underage characters in situations they clearly shouldn't be, water sports, scat play, foot fetish, and grooming, anything to do with abortion, miscarriage, eating disorders
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Look. As I said before, Andy Barber is on my mind A LOT, lately. Lol. Anyways, I was thinking, Reader had a long week of training at a new job (talk about self insert, huh? 😆) and is still studying or reading over new material needed for the new job. And Andy notices Reader has skipped dinner, the excuse always being “I’ll be right, there”. So Andy just brings the food to reader, pampers them in any way he knows how (think in terms of providing snacks, water or tea, reminding them of taking breaks) without disturbing them too much. But at some point, at 2 in the morning, Andy is like “enough, time to turn off the laptop and spend time with me”. And reader is like “Andy, I really have to work through this…” but he won’t take no for an answer. 😏
HeheheHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! I'm not sure you meant for this to be smutty and fluffy but Im going to make it straight fluff! 😄
Let's gooooo!
Andy was about to go insane. He was sure of it. He was cracking. The incessant tapping of your fingers flying across the keys of your laptop was driving him nuts. You'd been taking notes for hours. And before that, you were reading over the new material for your job.
You were hold up in your office, the piled of papers, notepads, and pens barricaded you in at your desk. It's been weeks of you stashed away in the office, studying your heart out. Andy understood better than anyone, being a defense attorney— his home away from home was his office.
He'd brought snacks, water, more post-it notes, and sharpies without a single complaint. He knew when to leave you alone to get your work done, and he also knew when to tell you to take a break. And right now was one of those times.
With a gentle knock on the door frame, Andy peeks his head through the open door. "How's it going in here, boss?"
You turn your sore neck to look at him, chuckling at the nickname with a fond roll of your eyes. "It's going good, I just finished with this section."
"Yeah?" He smiled as you yawn, "Then how's about you take a little break, huh?"
"Yeah, soon," you say with a small stretch, already turning back to your laptop.
"You said that last time, Sweets," he says as he enters the room fully, taking his place behind you to massage the tense muscles of your shoulders. "C'mon," he whispers softly as his thumbs dig into the taught knots in your shoulder perfectly, and you almost cave.
"Not yet, I'm almost done," you whine playfully and slump back in your office chair to look up at Andy, already feeling yourself losing this battle.
"Yeah, well you're done for tonight, boss" he hums before kissing your forehead and reaching over to shut your laptop, "time to spend time with me."
"Awwww whaaaat? Work is so much more interesting," you sarcastically pout. You fight off a laugh as best you could at the look Andy gives you.
"Really? This is how you treat me? After all I've done for you?" He feigns hurt, his dramatic tone has you giggling. He smiles at the melodic sound of your laughter and suddenly scoops you up into his arms, carrying you to the couch. "For that comment alone, you owe me 2 hours of cuddle time."
"Whatever you say, boss."
#andy barber x female reader#andy barber x reader#andy barber#andy barber is a menace to my heart#fluff#drabble fest#chris evans fic#chris evans x reader#chris evans
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thorned flowers ; andy barber x fem!reader
status — completed oneshot
word count —8,528 words
summary — in which andy barber mourns the loss of his family, until he finds another reason to be hopeful for the future.
warnings —SMUT, DARK THEMES, stalking, drugging (like putting some fertility things in their food and drink, oral (female receiving), unprotected penetrative sex, andy being sad, SOFT!DARK!ANDY, dubious pregnancy/breeding
pairing — soft!dark!andy barber x fem!florist!reader
a/n — DNI IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!,, this is my entry for @imanuglywombat‘s “is that even a sex position” challenge. and the certain position was the special breakfast(you can find it liked in the smut part)... anyway here is the second oneshot for my folklore series! next is either a oneshot for the same series or a preference... feedback is appreciated!
tagging — @la-cey @pedropcl @iloveshawnieboi
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As Andy drove closer and closer to the graveyard, he felt the sweat from his hands drop onto the steering wheel — making it even more difficult for him to grip onto the leather. The last time he visited Jacob was when they buried him a few months ago; the pain was too much for him to bear, making it difficult for him to go and visit his deceased son — the son he loved, cared for, and protected. The son whom he once had precious memories with was now gone.
It wasn’t that he had fully grieved his loss, but he was getting there. But he didn’t just lose his son in that fateful accident that happened nine months ago, he had lost — or more accurately, divorced — Laurie when she confessed that she still had doubts about Jacob’s innocence and crashed the car for she couldn’t believe the monster her son had become. Every ounce of self-control was used by Andy the moment he got the chance to speak with his ex-wife in the middle of her hearing; every curse word he knew was thrown at her for her brutal actions that led to his untimely death.
Now as he faces the aftermath of every single thing that has transpired over the past months, he couldn’t help but feel empty. Happiness was something he longed for; he once had it all, but a series of events reversed that situation quickly. He would do anything to once again look forward to going home, knowing that he had a loving wife and joyful child; instead of coming home to his house filled with silence and agony for it serves as a reminder of what he once had.
Well, maybe not what he had — it wasn’t perfect and the ideal picture he always dreamt way back then. A fresh start, he thought silently, a new start with someone who can fulfill my dreams.
Parking in parallel, Andy looked to see if there were oncoming cars before going down to enter the flower shop. The soft bell that hung above let out a small chime as he opened the door, his blue eyes scanning the different floral arrangements that were littered across the store. Roses, lilis, orchids, sunflowers — all of them looked and smelt lovely. It made him smile how pleasing to the eyes every bouquet was, making it difficult for him to choose what to get.
“Hi! How can I help you?” A voice spoke up which made Andy turn his attention to the girl wearing overalls who just came from the back room. Once he quickly took in her appearance, though her face sweat a bit and her overalls had patches of greens thanks to the plants, he thought she looked adorable and cleared his throat, “I was hoping to buy some flowers.”
Smiling widely, she wiped her forehead with a towel draped on her shoulder as she said, “I’m happy to help,” She stood by the shelves as she pointed through some flowers, “These have just been arranged today. Oh! And these lilacs and peonies just came in today, too.” Andy couldn’t help but chuckle softly upon seeing how cute her excited state was. “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s the occasion or for whom these flowers are? Just so I could suggest a few things to you,” She turned to him after listing some of the fresh flowers she had.
“It’s for my son, I’m visiting his grave today.” Y/N wanted to smack herself; her shop was located less than ten miles away from the nearest graveyard. His gloomy, silent aura should have been a clue on how he was mourning, she thought. “I’m so sorry to hear that, sir. How an arrangement of lilies and roses?”
Following her as she walked towards the opposite side of the store where a shelf containing an arrangement of lilies and roses were displayed. With a nod, Andy confirmed, “I’ll take that please.” Grabbing the vase, she excused herself to move onto the counter. Placing it on the wooden surface, she went to get a watering can to place some more water for the flowers. Wanting to talk with her more, he decided to initiate a conversation, “Slow day?”
Peering her eyes up as she returned the can, she nodded her head a bit, “We’ve had customers, but there’s no rush, you know?” Mindlessly, he bobbed his head up and down as she continued, “Some are for their wives, some for their mistresses — but don’t tell!” She placed her index finger on her lips to make her point and the lawyer couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore and shook his head at her goofiness.
“And you’re the first to buy then go to the cemetery, usually they don’t come this time of the day,” She gasped upon realizing what she said; as she punched in his total she didn’t have time to analyze what she said, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry about that, sir!”
Eyes widening at her apology, Andy wondered why she was saying sorry for, “What for?” Looking down as she played with the denim material of her outfit she muttered shyly, “Well you know, I didn’t mean to bring you up. Or the whole cemetery thing.”
Catching her drift, he nodded and genuinely smiled as he reassured her that he took no offense, “It’s alright, you didn't mean harm with it, yeah?” She nodded as she changed their topic before she could embarrass herself any further, “Your total comes to $26.25; how would you like to pay?”
“Credit,” He curtly replied as he took out his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans; as he was inserting the PIN, he found himself wondering why she suddenly meant all business. Staring at her focused expression which included her lips slightly pursued gave him a faint clue that perhaps she didn't want to embarrass herself any further.
“Here’s your receipt,” She slid the paper across the counter; as she placed her hands on the glass jar to move it closer towards the customer, Andy placed his on top of hers as he too made a move to grab the vase. Surprised with the warmth and spark she felt when their skins grazed against each other, the florist shyly smiled as she moved her hands away from the vase, “Thank you for visiting us, sir.”
“Andy,” He introduced himself as he carried the vase with one arm as the other extended to her direction, offering to shake hands, “And your name is?” She shook her hand as she gave him her name — the lawyer repeating it as he liked how it rolled off his tongue. Disentangling their hands, Y/N fiddled with her hands nervously as the attractive man waved at her one final time as he left the store, not before promising, “Gonna see you real soon, petal.”
Placing the floral arrangement on the front passenger side, Andy couldn’t help but feel giddy with himself as he jogged to the driver’s seat. “Y/N,” He repeated to himself as he began the drive to the cemetery. In their short, yet sweet interaction, he couldn’t help but feel lighter upon meeting her. Could this mean something? He wondered as to why he was feeling this way with her.
Once he found a decent parking spot, he went out of his car with the flowers and walked to where Jake rested. “Hey buddy, how you doing?” Placing the flowers by the stone where his name was engraved, he sat by the grass as Andy looked up in the sky. “I’ve been doing good, I think. Work keeps me busy and I’ve been doing some outdoor exercise as an excuse to get out of the house.”
Picking at the grass as he recalls what has happened the last nine months, “And I think your middle school named something after you. Though I wasn’t paying too close attention to know what it actually was — sorry about that, buddy. But your friend Sarah, she asked for some of your things and clothes. Think she has, or had, a crush on you,” Exhaling deeply as he paused, the lawyer couldn’t help but mourn about the endless possibilities and chances his son would have had if it wasn’t for her.
“Anyway, Laurie has been sending some letters. I don’t if I should read them — part of me wants too, I still want to know if she’s doing well. But there’s this part of me that wants nothing to do with her, because of what she’s done to you, us, and because of what she failed to do,” Hooking his chin on the palm of his hand as he could feel the slight sharpness of his elbow against his thigh, he contemplated a bit, “What do you think I should do, Jake?”
Grass slanted towards the east as sharp gusts of winds prickled Andy’s skin which made him smirk slightly as he looked at the name of his son, “I take that as I need to be the bigger person and reach out to your mother?” When the grass was left unmoving, it was seen as a confirmation that his son did want him to reconnect with her. Nodding to himself, he guaranteed he would do so, “Okay then, Jake. I’ll do so.”
A softer wind brushed and swayed the flowers he bought, making it look even more graceful than it already was — which reminded Andy of the woman he met earlier. “And I met someone earlier, on the way here, actually.” His lips formed into a smile as he thought of how charming and sweet she was as he was being accommodated ; he wondered something out loud, “Do you think I should do uh, what term did you use? Shot your shoot? No, it’s shoot your shot, right?” He scratched the back of his neck as he racked his brain remembering how he’d be teased for finding it difficult to familiarize himself with this decade’s lingo, “Anyway, she just seems so kind and welcoming; and there’s something about her that makes me feel like I could have a second chance at happiness.”
Should his headspace not have been in a remorseful one, he would have found it frightening how it seemed the wind only moved the arrangement of lilies and roses in an almost ludicrous fashion. Whether it was a sign his child had sent him or something his mind was making up, he interpreted it as a sign he should go for it. “Guess I will shoot my shot, Jake.”
Kneeling by the slab of marble, his thumb was rubbing against his son’s full name as Andy sadly smiled, “I love you, buddy. See you soon.” Standing up, he walked away and to his car feeling lighter. Being able to go to his son was progress for the lawyer as he was slowly coming to terms with the events that happened. Reaching out to Laurie was also another way of him acknowledging the past and coming to terms with — and it would probably give him the closure he needed as he ventured on to the future.
The future, he thought, seemed to be brighter right now. And the sole reason why he thought that way was because of someone he had just met. Normally he would be rolling his eyes at the thought of love at first sight; but now things are different since he’s a changed man. Hastily exiting his parked car, he entered through the back door where he discarded his shoes and socks by the doorway. Flipping his laptop open, he opened his browser and searched for the name of the flower shop he visited.
This was far from the usual search engines — like Google or Ecosia — for this allowed him to know every single thing there is to know about what he searched. Usually, he would use this solely for work; and this was the first time he ever used it for his own selfish reason. Not only the reviews, location, and services offered by the flower shop appeared on the screen after a few minutes. The business and clearance permits were shown; but so did the owner's name appear. “Y/F/N,” He read out loud as he highlighted her name and searched again.
Social media accounts, educational background, cell phone number, and her address shown up in an instant. A smile settled on his lips as he took in everything there was to learn about her. Part of him was glad that she didn’t post too much of herself online for he couldn’t see how pretty she was — but he considered it a good thing for it wouldn't attract anymore competition or creeps. Flowers filled her feed and by reading through each and every one of her posts, relief washed over him upon knowing that these were flowers she arranged and were not gifts to her by a beau.
Peeking at her phone records, he noticed how there had been only a few register of incoming and outgoing calls — the fact that her most called number was of a restaurant that delivers had been slightly concerning for him — and digging into her text history, there was no hints that she was in a relationship. As he searched for her address online, it was brought to his attention how she lived not too far from where he was residing, in just twenty minutes he could be over with her. As he closed his laptop it was clear to Andy how perfect Y/N was for him — and that she would be the perfect woman for him to build a family with.
Going to the living room, he grabbed for the letters sent by Laurie. There were a total of four, and until now he hasn’t opened a single one. After reading them he was relieved to find out that she was doing well and that she wasn’t being mistreated by anyone over there. She also has repeatedly apologized for what she has done. Fear and uncertainty were just some of the two overwhelming emotions that affected her decision-making. Sentiments of how she misses their son and long for how they once were.
Grabbing a pen and paper, Andy then wrote his own letter in response;
Laurie,
I apologize for taking too long to reach out to you — it took me a while to come to terms with everything that happened. What you did came as a shock to me. I never knew about how still had your apprehensions about Jacob. I wish you would have talked to me about it, or even to him. Perhaps by doing so things would have been resolved better.
I won’t lie to you so I will just tell you that I believe it was harsh of you to end Jacob’s life like that. He had so much waiting for him — so much potential and fire within him, and to see it all disappear breaks my heart. After his trial ended, I thought of it as a chance for all of us to have a clean slate — granted it didn’t feel like it — and have the chance to redeem ourselves and build another life for all of us. But I didn’t imagine for it to be this way — us divorced while you’re in jail and our son buried six feet under.
Nevertheless, I won’t dwell on what has been. I will focus on the future. Speaking of, I would like to apologize as well for shoving the divorce papers in you. It might seem like a “heat of the moment” decision; but I think we both saw it coming. Having our marriage and relationship built on a lie, it all would have led to this moment — one way or another. It was neglectful of me to lay it on you when you already had your plate full, but I guess there was just really no perfect timing for it either, no?
The frequency of my letters to you might vary, but rest assured I will write to you as much as I can. I hope that you will find peace and safety despite your current situation. I wouldn’t fully say that I have forgiven you for what you did, but I am on the path of reaching that point.
Take care always,
Andy
As he folded up the piece of paper and slid it on an envelope, Andy felt lighter. Somehow there this part of him knew how shitty the content was. But that was what he felt. What he wanted to tell Laurie. Sealing the envelope, he then pasted a stamp on it then stood up to place the letter on his coat jacket; that way he won’t forget to drop it off.
Returning to his work desk, he then looked over the information he had collected. Another thing that the letter made him feel was that he has already made closure with his past; and now he can venture on and look forward to the future. And he sees one with Y/N.
*
Having worked at a flower shop for almost five years, Y/N almost memorized the frequent visitors of the cemetery. She always engaged in polite conversations with them. Another thing is that she noticed a pattern as well. If one visits every week, it was a sign that they have yet to come to terms with the loss of their loved one. Once their visits became less frequent, say with two weeks in between, she took it as a sign that, slowly but surely, they were getting over their grief and sadness. And when the gaps between their visits stretched over a month or so, it showed that they had reached the final stage of grief — acceptance.
That’s why as much as she enjoyed her small talk with the customers — which ranged from their daily activity to workplace gossip — she felt fulfilled for them once their visit became less and less frequent than their initial ones. Besides, there were always new friends that she could make along the way. It just so happens that Andy happens to be one of her potential friends. Having never seen him before and their brief conversation, led her to believe that the death of his son was fairly recent.
“Hey, Y/N,” His warm, deep voice rang through her shop. Fortunately, she was in the front checking the sales so far when he entered. It was exactly seven days after he dropped by her shop on his way to the cemetery — and then her hunch was somewhat confirmed. “Hi, Andy. how are you?”
He carried with him a tray with a couple of drinks — one was his preference for coffee while the other was her favorite kind of drink to start off her day. Placing it on the counter he smiled at her, “Busy day?” Placing down the clipboard she was holding she rested both her hands on the counter, “It was, yeah. Wedding bouquets, centerpieces for events, any occasion you can possibly think of suddenly needed flowers. Not that I’m complaining! But I'm just thankful I’m gonna be having a break in a few.”
Laughing at her dilemma he then casually brought up, “Well I was in the coffee shop earlier and they gave me a spare drink,” Pushing the cup of her favorite drink to her, he offered it to her, “Do you want it?” Not wanting to seem ungrateful, she brought the cup to her nose, she smelt it and was surprised to find out it smelt like her favored drink. Taking a sip a bit, she smiled after she placed it down, “Thank you so much for it, Andy!”
Hiding a smirk, he simply nodded at her as he took a sip out of his own drink too, “I have two orders of flowers for today. White carnations on a small vase, and yellow orchids on one of those small boxes,” He pointed behind her, where mounted on the wall were some packaging ideas for the flowers. Nodding her head, she pushed the hot beverage aside as she got to work.
A slow, melodious song played in the background; and the lawyer just found it even more adorable with how she hummed along to it. While working on his purchases, she shifted her gaze to look at him. However, she quickly turned away due to the intensity of his stare — no one had ever looked at her with so much interest. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” She cleared her throat, as she tried to diffuse the tension. With every move she made while cutting the orchids to fit the wooden box, she could feel his eyes trailing her in an instant, “It certainly is.” Her eyes were focused on trimming up the stems of the carnation, so she missed the way he was looking at her and not on the flowers.
Placing the trimmed up carnations on the vase, she then grabbed for the watering can to fill them up a bit with water. “Here you go, Andy,” She shyly declared as she was done with the yellow orchids and white carnations. Heading over to the cash register to punch in the items, he spoke, “Do you have any plans for the rest of the day?”
Shaking her head no, “That’ll be $45.17,” She turned the card machine towards him, “No plans tonight. Just gonna be staying in. How about you?” After entering the card details he was asked for, he slid his card on his back pocket as he joked, “Well I’m gonna try and stay in with you then.”
Hearing her giggle made him wonder if she realized how serious he was. He truly wanted to be a part of her life; and she didn’t even know the effect she had on him. Handing him the receipt, Y/N watched closely how Andy only grabbed for the white carnations, “Andy? Are you forgetting these?”
As she held the yellow orchids, he shook his head and smiled warmly, “They’re for you. I’ve read somewhere that they represent friendship.” Taken aback with what he said, she nodded her head and confirmed, “They do, yeah.” A hand then reached over as it caressed her cheek before settling it under her chin, lifting her head a bit to stare at his passionate eyes, “And I hope that this is a start of a beautiful one.”
His thumb tapped her jaw softly before letting go and walking out of the store; it was only then that Y/N managed to let out a breath she didn’t realize was being bottled up inside her. Holding the box with one hand as the other patted the flower’s petal, she spoke to herself, “I really hope that it is the start of one.”
“I’m going out with Y/N tonight, Jake,” Andy told his son as he sat on the grass after placing the wonderful arrangement she made near his name. “Well, it’s not really a date. She wrote down on her schedule app that she’ll go to the grocery store today during her break. So I’ll just casually bump into her there.” It was incredible that with today’s technology he was able to even see what was in her phone. Using it to his advantage, he tried to pattern most of his schedule with hers; and so far this was the first one that lined up.
As his legs crossed, his hands were rubbing against his shin while recalling what the past week looked like for him, “I also finally wrote back to Laurie. The letter I wrote might have been shitty but it’s still been a struggle for me to put into words what I feel.”
Like the last time, a cool breeze of wind prickled his skin even as he wore a gray henley, “You’re right. It was harsh. But I’m hoping that as time goes on, I’ll be more of a friend to her.” He once again found himself staring at the flowers and smiled, “I’m gonna be honest and tell you that I was planning to divorce her either way. It just wasn’t working out anymore, bud.”
Memories of their fights that happened in the garage so Jacob wouldn’t have to see them yelling at each other flashed through his mind. “And somehow I can’t help but think that maybe Y/N would have been the perfect stepmother for you. She’s really nice and sweet. Based on what she listens to, I feel like you two would have gotten along well.” Once again his heart aches at the thought of how his son had his future right in front of him, and yet it was all snatched away from him.
Kneeling down, his fingertips brushed against Jacob’s name, “Anyway, gonna let you know how’d the date go next week. I love you, buddy.” Walking to his car, he felt giddy at the thought of going to the grocery store. He never imagined doing something so mundane would make him feel this way.
Noticing that the Oreos had a two for one deal, she didn’t hesitate to grab two packs. Pushing the grocery cart down, she was proud of herself for not getting every snack she craved for. Stay on budget, she reminded herself mentally, you’re saving for that new laptop, remember? And that explained why she’d always buy what was on sale; brand loyalty be damned!
Checking her list, she now had toiletries, vegetables, a small selection of fruits, meat and fish, as well as her snacks and drinks. She even managed to buy rice that was on sale. As her eyes scanned for pasta, she let out a small huff how the last one was at the very top, pushed at the back. Standing on her tippy toes, she tried to reach for it — but as her nails scratched the container, it only pushed the item further away.
Feeling a warm body press against hers as they reached for the box, she turned around and was shocked to see it was Andy, “Here you go.” Grabbing the item from him, she smiled at him after placing it on her cart. “Thanks, Andy. would have ended up climbing my cart just to reach it.”
That’s dangerous! Can’t have you risking your body when it’s soon to be carrying our child, He scolded her in his mind. But what he really told her was, “Well we can’t have that happening; some are gonna think that you’re a die hard pasta lover.” They both laughed at what he said as they both walked. She noticed how he only had a basket with him that was filled with a few personal hygiene products and a reusable bag.
“I don���t think I’ve seen you shop here before,” She’s shopped at this market in different times and days, and not once has she seen his face before. Already having prepared an answer, he smiled, “Well this is further from my home. But it was on the way back, since I did just come from the cemetery.”
Shaking her head as she cursed herself, she turned to him to express regret, “I’m sorry for that. It seems like I always unknowingly bring that up.” Bopping her nose with his finger he reassured her, “Like you said, unknowingly. You didn’t know that it would somehow lead to that — so don’t sweat yourself about it.”
Bashfully, she just kept her head down as she lined up for the cashier. Andy didn’t follow her directly as he opted for the self-service check out. Still, after he was done paying he waited for her at the end of the lane. When he noticed that she struggled to carry her items, she took two of her bags — leaving her to carry only one.
“Andy! Let me get it, there’s no need for you to do that,” She tried grabbing for her bags as they walked out of the market. Bringing the bags to his side so she wouldn’t reach it, he stuck his tongue out, playfully, “No way! Plus these are too heavy for you. So allow me to be a good citizen and carry it for you okay?”
Deciding that it wasn’t worth her time and energy to fight him, she just nodded and began to silently lead him to her car — but what she didn’t realize was that not only did the lawyer know what kind of car she had, but also where she had parked it. “You know it feels like I’m taking advantage of you.”
What she said had him interested as they both neared her vehicle, “And why is that?” Opening the trunk of her car, she placed the bag she carried before reaching over to him and grabbing the ones he brought, “Well you buy flowers from me — and this morning you even gave me one — and then you carry my things like you’re my servant.”
Oh if you only knew, love, he thought to himself. But he smirked at her as he closed the trunk before placing his own bag then resting his elbow on the car, “Well how about a repayment then?”
“Done! Your next order, or orders, of flowers are on me.” Her quick response had Andy laughing, “I didn’t mean for it that way, petal.” The nickname he used had her stuttering for a bit as her brain felt like it was being transformed into a melted mess. “What’d you mean then?”
“How about we text? You know, we exchange numbers and just get to know each other a little better,” For some reason Andy felt nervous as he proposed the idea. Insecurity lingered on his head as he tried to gently weasel his way in. But it brought him comfort when she smiled and nodded, “I’d love that, Andy!” While she grabbed for her phone that was in the pocket of her leggings.
He already had her number registered in his phone, it was only for formality’s sake that he put in his number on her cellular device so as not to raise any suspicion. “I look forward to chatting with you,” She giggled at the term he used, causing him to raise an eyebrow at her. “I just found it silly how you said chatting. It’s silly, really.”
Placing a hand on his chest as he pretended to be offended, he defended himself, “I may not use today’s terms but I sure am a great person to have a conversation with.” Chuckling, she just bopped his nose before heading to the driver’s seat, “Only one way to find out, yeah?”
Nodding, he winked at her before grabbing his bag and heading on over to his car, “Only one way. See you soon, Y/N. Take care on your drive.” As she entered her car, she unlocked her phone and sent out a text to Andy:
take care as well, Andy! thank you once again for helping me out :D ‘til next time!
Placing her phone on the seat beside her, she turned on the engine and was preparing to leave when she heard her phone chime. Surprised with how quickly responded, she then decided to read the message now:
Can’t imagine this will be the last time I’ll be helping you out. (I’m kidding of course! Unless…)
Shaking her head at his goofiness, she began her journey back to the shop where she decided it would be best to not reply to him right away. They’ve only interacted twice but she couldn’t help but find him attractive. He had this charm in him and the way he carried himself was amazing. It also helped that he was pleasing to the eye and quick-witted. Perhaps this could be more than just a friendship; but Andy had already had an entire plan hatched out in order for that to happen.
*
Andy was having a bad week. He wanted to have gone to visit Y/N on Wednesday since those were the days of when he had previously visited her. Granted, they have been texting throughout the previous week, it still doesn’t compare to seeing her actual face and getting the chance to touch her skin. But having been swamped with work since he was assigned to a massive, imperative case; and now that it was almost being resolved, he thought to unwind and relax. And what better way to do so than spending time with his best girl?
The moment he stepped foot in her floral shop, his sweet, positive attitude he had quickly turned out to be a sour one. “Andy, hi!” Her excited voice made him put on a fake smile, stopping his earlier activity which was piercing daggers through the back of the man’s head she was earlier talking to. Cautiously, he stepped forward to stand behind the till as the man stood off to the side as he held out his hand, “Hey, man. I’m Scott Lang!”
“Scott here just delivered the flowers,” She pointed to the crates of flowers that she has yet to unpack. “Oh? And he’s still here because?” Despite being serious, the two took it as a joke and just laughed it off. Scott even hit his palm against Andy’s muscular bicep as he threw his head back laughing, “Well I was just catching up with Y/N, it’s been awhile since I got assigned to her little shop. And i’ve got a few more deliveries to make, so I’m gonna go ahead.” The relief that the lawyer had when Scott waved goodbye was short lived for he heard him call out to Y/N, “I’ll see you on game night, okay?”
It even pained him when she nodded her head while she placed her elbow on the crate on the counter, “So, Andy, what can I get for you?”
“White chrysanthemums on that white box, please,” Patting down his pants, he shook his head and scowled, “Shoot, I forgot my wallet in the car. Hold on, I’ll be right back.” He didn’t even wait for her reply as he was quickly heading out the door. Looking to his right, he noticed Scott’s delivery trunk and how he was reading something off a tablet as he stood with his back leaned against the door to the driver’s seat.
Scott was taken aback with the sudden force on his shoulders, prompting him to look up from the tablet and on the face of the man he just met, “Andy? What?” The bearded man had his hands pressing onto his shoulders, shoving the delivery man even more into the car’s material, “Stay away from, Y/N.”
“What? What are you talking about?” Leave it to Scott to find the current situation he was in hilarious as he chuckled out his response. Andy, however, didn’t find humor in the situation; the intense gaze his eyes trapped Scott in partnered with the firm grip he had on his shoulders made it clear how serious he was. “You heard me,” He spoke after gulping down the tension he was bottling up, “Stay away from Y/N; she’s mine.”
Breaking into a heartfelt smile, Scott cooed, “Did she tell you about her crush on you? Are you finally together? She has been gushing to me and Hope about how nice and handsome you were being.” At his statement, the lawyer released his solid grip on the man; confused at what he said he questioned, “She said that? Who’s Hope?”
Chuckling at his confused state, Scott playfully hit his arm, “Hope’s my wife! She and Y/N are close friends you know? And my daughter, Cassie, absolutely adores Y/N. We try to have her over as often for game night. We’ve only seen her once in the past few weeks, and she talked our ears off about how great you are!”
Andy could feel himself getting all shy and warm with how his girl was crushing on her; Scott shook his own head as recollection of how dreamy his florist friend was at the thought of this man. And to think he was being the same right now! The expression he had on his face also gave him a clue that two weren;t officially an item yet. With a final nod, he hopped into his van, “Next time I see the two of you, you better be a couple already! ‘M sick of this pining and puppy dog looks of love!”
Laughing out, Andy shook his head as he waved off to Scott who was already driving away. To think that I saw him as a threat, he scolded himself as he began walking back to her shop, when all this time he was a big help.
“Hey! You found your wallet?” She inquired upon seeing his smiling face walking right back in her shop; she thought that he looked even more handsome in that state — there was something about him sporting a boyish look despite looking dignified made her undergarments wet. Nodding, he moved to the counter and admired the arrangement she had made, “Wow! These look wonderful, Y/N. How much do I owe you?”
“Just $19.35. So, you finally got a break from your big case huh?” Tapping his credit card on her machine, he nodded as he let out an exaggerated sigh to which she giggled at, “Finally! I think my back’s starting to ache from all those long hours of sitting down!”
Pushing the floral arrangement to him, she decided to tease him, “You sure it’s not your old age catching up to you?” With wide eyes, he feigned offense as he gasped out loud, “I’ll have you know I am extremely handsome and even look young for someone my age!”
“Don’t I know it,” She mumbled lowly, but still wasn’t soft enough for the lawyer to miss. So he asked her with a smirk etched on his face, “What was that, petal?”
Like a deer caught off guard by headlights, she shook her head, “Nothing! I didn’t say no thing.”
“Well that’s a double negative; so it definitely means you said something,” Both his hands grabbed for one of her hands from across the counter as he held it delicately, “What kind of tree can you fit in your hand?”
Unsure where this was going, she asked, “What? What kind?” Bringing her hand up, he placed a gentle kiss on her palm before answering, “A palm tree, of course!”
Snatching her hand from his grip as he said his joke, she laughed as she teasingly chastised him, “You and your dad jokes, Andy! I swear to God!” Loving how flustered she was, he decided to tease her even more, “Does that mean you’ll call me daddy?”
By now she was a stuttering mess, “Ha, very original, Andy.” Bopping her nose, he bid her adieu as he carried out the arrangement out of her store — walking away with a wide smile on his face. Now feeling more relaxed than ever.
Giddily, he placed the flowers by the top right end of Jacob’s grave as he sat down and told his son, “You’ll never believe what I found out today, Jake!”
*
Are you busy tonight?
Andy bit his lip in anticipation as he stared at his phone, waiting for a reply. Considering how it was just 3 in the afternoon, he gave her the benefit of the doubt that she was busy with the flower shop — maybe counting her inventory or checking her sales. His blue eyes lit up when she replied:
well depends on who’s asking :P but after work i have no plans…
Perfect, Andy thought. He had enough of waiting and he’d like to think that his plan was working out well. They’ve been texting each other consistently for the past two weeks and whatever she hasn’t told him yet, he already knew thanks to his research. She also began to open up to him and so has he. The more he got to know her, the more he was assured that she was the right person for him to begin a new chapter of his life with.
Would you want to come over for dinner then?
Y/N’s breath hitched as she read his text; she was in the middle of watering her flowers when that invite dropped onto her like a ton of bricks. Over the past few days that they’ve gone talking, she felt herself getting more and more attached to the older man. In her mind she had doubts about if this was just a simple dinner or a proposal for a date — so she voiced out her uncertainty:
i will if you answer my question… is this a date? or just like a simple dinner??
Andy had to laugh at her question — she must have been confused and understandably so. So he decided to smooth things out:
If you’re fine with it, it’s a date. But if you’re not, it can be just a friendly dinner.. No pressure on anything, petal.
Squealing as she twirled around, Y/N had to compose herself before sending out a text:
well looks like we’ll be having a date later, andy… can’t wait to see you!
Thankful that time cooperated as it went by quickly, Andy looked over the table one more time — he lit up candles to make the scene even more romantic, brought out napkins to make it seem even fancy, and added some of the flowers he had bought from here the previous day.
Hearing the knock on his door, he put up a bright smile as he opened the door and greeted her, “Hello, petal.” He stood at the side and let her in. surprising the two of them, Y/N surged towards him and hugged him; but it was a welcome surprise as he too wrapped his arms around her. “Missed me too much, hm?”
She could only hit his arm lightly as she shook her head. Sliding her coat off her body, he hung it on his coat hanger and guided her to the dining room. “Smells great in here. Is that,” She trailed off and looked intently where Andy removed the cover of the pot to reveal her favorite meal.
“My favorite!” She gasped out loud excitedly, “Are you a mind reader, Mr. Barber?�� She squinted her eyes suspiciously at him. “Well that is exactly what I am, petal! How did you find out?” Though she took it as a joke, Andy knew better that it wasn’t her mind that she read; instead it was her entire online profile that he monitored.
With that, they began dinner that was filled with laughs and chatter. It seems that despite their difference in age, they always found something to talk about. “Wait, so you really hid your cousin’s clothes in the freezer?”
Nodding her head, she drank the last bit of the wine before answering, “She had it coming her way! She told me I had no chance of marrying Harry Potter!’ There was a baseless jealousy forming in the pit of Andy’s stomach, but he reminded himself that it was just her silly, childhood crush.
“Let me help you with that,” She offered once she noticed that Andy was clearing up their plates. Waving her off, he shook his head as he told her, “You’re my guest — more accurately, my date,” At the reminder of that, she looked down on the floor and Andy smirked, “Why don’t you go wipe off the table instead?”
Nodding, she proceeded to do so as a pleasant silence hung over them; Andy loaded the dishwasher as Y/N wiped off the table. Heading to the trash bin, she threw the trash and the paper towels she used —leaving her to stand beside Andy.
“Look at you, like a real housewife,” His comment had her taken aback. She didn’t know why, but part of her was delighted in the idea. “My, Andy, this is just our first date and you’re already thinking of marriage? What’s next? You wanna knock me up with your kid?”
Oh petal, you have no idea, do you? Andy smirked mentally, but his hands circled around her waist as he laid a gentle kiss at her nose, “And if that is my long term plan?” Pursing her lips, she could only tilt her head down; though it might be too soon for what he had said out loud, there was a tiny part of her that wanted that.
Lifting her head up with a hand, he smirked down at her, “I’m guessing you do want that, do you, petal?” She gave a slight nod which only fuelled Andy’s lust as he kissed her feral, leading her to walk backwards onto the dining table. She gasped as she was being lifted up to sit on the mahogany; granting the lawyer access to let his tongue enter her mouth. He groaned upon relishing the sweet taste that was her while his nimble fingers brutally tore the fabric of her shirt, “No bra? Why petal, were you hoping the date would end this way?”
She shook her head but quickly stopped as she let out a moan when she felt his lips and teeth nip at the skin of her breasts. Her hands clawed at his hair as he sucked on the nipple. “God these will fill up with milk,” He groaned out, but it was too indistinct for her hazy brain to fathom.
His lips trailed down to her stomach as he groaned against the flesh of her stomach, “Such a glorious stomach.” Upon feeling the coarse hairs of his beard, she giggled against him which allowed her to miss his husky moan of, “Gonna swell up with my seed.”
“Andy, please,” She moaned when his lips pressed kisses along the hemline of her pants. “Since you asked so politely,” He hastily shoved off her pants and panties in one go as he placed her thighs to rest on his shoulders, lifting her slightly off the table, while she planted her elbows firmly on the table. “Fuck!” The cuss she let out was dragged out caused by Andy furiously licking from her clit to the opening of her pussy. Her thighs trapped his face firmly, the rough texture of his beard contradicted his silky tongue lapping at the inside of her tight cunt.
“Can eat you all damn day, petal,” He caught the juices she was leaking with every flick of his tongue as his left hand rubbed on her hardened nub; while the other hand lowered his sweatpants until he was able to stroke his erect cock. Feeling her walls close in on his tongue, he smirked as he drove his tongue deeper inside her and rubbed her until she mewled out loud, “Fuck, Andy! I’m cumming!”
His beard was splattered all over his lower face, coating his beard. With a few more final licks, he let her legs fall from his shoulders and hang limply by the edge of the table. Standing up from the dining chair, Andy quickly removed his gray shirt as her hands weakly, but successfully, slid his sweatpants off legs. Her hands jerked his length while looking into him with desire, “Gonna fuck me real good, Andy?”
Loving the way she sultrily said it, he kissed her lips roughly as he pushed her by the hips, closer to the edge of the table. His right hand guided his cock to slide right in her, their tangled tongues moaned out loud upon being intimately connected. She tried to rut her hips against him, wanting to feel more of him. “Oh petal, let me do it for you.”
Both his hands settled on her thighs, using them as leverage to match his harsh thrusts as he slid in and out of her tight canal. Her walls gripped onto him tighter every time he slid back in, making him groan against the skin of her neck. The sting of her nails as they raked down on his back only added to his pleasure as it motivated him to plow her harder and faster, until she felt his tip hit her sweet, sensitive spot.
“‘M so close, Andy,” She whined, accentuating her point by digging her nails into his shoulders. Maybe it was the way she was piercing to his skin, or the way was falling apart under him beautifully, or the fact that he felt confident that after this she was going to be carrying their child, but it drove him feral which was evident when the table moved and shook in time with his relentless thrusts.
“Open that fucking cervix for me, petal,” He moaned out as his hand rubbed her swollen clit, “Let me shoot my seed in you.” Perhaps in the proper mindset, she would have viewed it as a red flag — bringing up marriage and having kids at the first date would have freaked her out. But in the heat of the moment, she found herself submissive and compliant with all his desires.
Her hands pushed his back closer to her, making her rub her stiff nipples against his chest as she begged, “Please, Andy. Cum in me.” And just as she moaned out the last word, she could feel her body tense as she clenched on his cock and cum at the thought.
Smirking, he continued his harsh assault on her pussy as pinched her clit to milk out more of her orgasm. Gasping out, she tried to restabilize her breathing — which was a challenge given that Andy was grunting wildly as his thrusts slowed down while the force remained. Feeling his cum fill her up surprised her, but she didn’t protest it.
Carrying her over to his bedroom, Y/N could feel herself getting tired from their activities. She willed herself not to close her eyes, but sleep seemed so enticing. The way Andy rubbed her back and lay her down on the bed gently didn’t help either. The lawyer smiled upon seeing the peaceful expression on her face; he kissed her forehead before reaching over to the nightstand and fish out the plug he bought and cleaned for her.
The plug was snug inside her as he slid his cock out. Laying down beside her, he cuddled her as he stared at her features, “I just know you’re gonna be pregnant, petal,” Her breathing was even and her closed eyes gave him the impression she was now falling asleep, “I checked your period tracker app, you should be ovulating now. Plus, I have been slipping some vitamins in your food and drink to help make you even more fertile.”
Wiggling around, his breath hitched when she nuzzled her face even more to his chest, “Goodnight, Andy,” Plus a kiss to his chest made his heart swell up even more. Smiling despite the joyous tears leaking in his eyes, he kissed her forehead once more before bidding her goodnight as they both slept.
“Here’s to new beginnings, petal.”
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Hey babe!! Can I request Andy x Desi!reader with these prompts:
“how about this. i go out, get your favorite ice cream while you take a nice bath and by the time we’re both done, we can watch our show.”
and
soothing kisses
Thank you so much and congratulations again!!!
Liquid Love
a/n: hi heather 🥺🥺 love u sm. this turned out to be autistic!desi!reader but ofc everyone's experience is different. i hope it doesn't take away from the story 🫶🏻💕💕banner by @/cafekitsune
“Feeling better? Hm?” Slowly, Andy runs his big palm in circles around your belly button, adjusting pressure unconsciously when you whine, gaze focused on the drama playing on the TV, volume as low as it can go.
You’re a sweet otter on its back, half-heartedly mouthing at a Kirkland kulfi bar, warm and cozy after your everything shower; traces of coconut oil waft from your head, his careful massaging lulling you to forget your soreness.
Every month, he prepares for the war your body wages on you, beating you down with bloating and aches and pains that overwhelm you in their intensity. This time, it’s no different, with you coming home and melting down the moment the door shut behind you; the world is so cruel, darling.
Carefully, Andy moves closer, smiling when you tuck your head underneath his bearded chin, right where it belongs, rubbing slightly to stim as you finish your treat.
You frown a little, “too icy...” one last taste, “no mango.” He hums apologetically, landing a kiss on your forehead, two, three, five; he’ll make up for it and buy something from a proper brand tomorrow, but tonight, he'll stay by your side as you fight through the pain again.
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as always, if i include something in my writing that is incorrect or inaccurate, pls let me know!! im not desi, possiblyyyy undiagnosed autistic(?) so i might get stuff wrong. send me an ask (be nice pls) and i'll make changes.
come celebrate my first fic's 2nd anniversary with me
#andy barber x you#andy barber x reader#andy barber x desi!reader#andy barber self insert#seven sentence celebration: 🥭#brandy answers#astrorogers <3#my asks#my writing
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R.L.W Blog Information
About Myself
hi my name is kristen but i prefer if you call me kris or even lupinswhore.
i am a twenty year old female with a pea size brain, it's a shock that i attend university for some.
i am attracted to males and female which simply defines me as bisexual.
i will not share any further information about myself, i will only if i find it necessary.
About Rules for blog
my blog is open for individuals over the age of 16. however i do not condone minors {17 and under} interacting and reading my writing which contains adult themes {smut}.
i will not accept disobedience and offending comments on this blog as i hope it is a safe place for my followers/ readers.
no kink shaming is a HUGE rule. i do not allow or accept that sort of behavior.
HOMOPHOBIC AND RACISM STATEMENTS AND SLURS ARE PROHIBITED!
->i write most of my work using my phone {pls send me a message or ask if links aren't working}
About Requesting
main rule for me when requesting is that you state specifically what you want and the person you want me to write for.
i have a prompt list that you can request from if you desire.
i DO NOT follow the term first come first sevred, i write your request based on interest.
i prefer if you name yourself if you want to be a known anonymous asker on my blog. you can do this by randomly naming your anon or name yourself with an emoji.
be polite when requesting, start of with a little hello or something lol, i dont mind.
About Genres
fluff, this includes soft themes and the affection displayed between two or more characters platonic or not.
smut, this is self explanatory for some but it includes pornographic content in writing. {i will not specify what i will write for in this category, i will inform you if i'm able to write your request or not.}
dark, this genre contains triggering content such as {rape, gas lighting etc}, this tag is NOT for minors. please do not interact or read dark fanfics if it triggers you in anyway.
angst, this goes down the line of emotional, sad moments experienced by reader or character.
People I write for
1. MCU
Peter Parker
Steve Rogers
Tony Stark
Natasha Romanoff
Bucky Barnes
2. Celebrities
Chris Evans
Tom Holland
Paul Rudd
Sebastian Stan
Zendaya
3. Harry Potter
Remus Lupin {lightning era}
Sirius Black {lightning era}
Draco Malfoy
Hermione Granger
4. Other
Andy Barber
AU's
mob au, ceo au, dilf au, poolboy au, milf au, single parent au, stepmother/stepfather au, frat au, stripper au, bodyguard au and etc.
Random Rules
i do not write incest fanfics but i will accept stepcest.
state if you would like me to write a certain ship with reader {eg: buckynat x reader}
i only write reader inserts {male!reader, fem!reader, bi!reader and etc}
i try my best not to describe reader's body type etc.
i do not write age regression fanfics but i am okay with age gaps.
please if you have feedback on anything on my blog tell me. i appreciate it.
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Writer’s Spotlight | Angrythingstarlight
Happy Writer’s Wednesday! I am here to spotlight another amazing fandom fanfic writer! This week is my friend @angrythingstarlight Super talented and amazing. Let’s go!
The Basics
Any other names you want people to call you?
Starlight (its better than the random name I let tumblr pick for me)
How long have you been writing fic?
About 8 months now, I wrote a lot of poetry before this.
What fandoms and/ships do you write?
RPF (Henry Cavill and Chris Evans), MCU (Steve, Bucky and Stucky only), Andy Barber, Sherlock, Clark Kent and August Walker
How did you get started writing fic?
I joined Tumbler in April 2020 to read more fics, I stumbled across this site by accident. I only planned on reading/lurking but I had an idea for a story that was purely self indulgent, I took the leap and wrote it. One story turned into two and snowballed from there.
Story Recommendations
Which of your stories are your favorite?
Ride me Sweetheart, Get Comfy, Nimble Fingers, You're My Heaven, Love Down Soft and Sweet, Pull It Harder and Golden Boy
Which story are you most proud of?
Golden Boy Its a dark Steve story that took on a life of its own.
Which of your stories do you think is the most underrated?
I'm honestly surprised anyone reads my stuff so I don't think anything is underrated.
Someone is new to reading your stories, which story/stories should they read first?
I would start with my newer fics and go from there. My Jan mini list has stories that I enjoy and my newer Bucky stories are some of my favorites.
Which Story did you do the most research for?
Light of My Life which is a dark Bucky story based on The Shining.
Which Story was the easiest to write?
Get Comfy and Nimble Fingers equally. I wrote those so fast, everything flowed out perfectly.
The Writing Process
What is your favorite part of writing?
When an idea comes to me and I can simply write, I try to plan stuff but I write better when inspired.
What is your least favorite part?
Editing and discovering multiple errors after people have already read the story.
Describe your style in 1 to 2 sentences.
Its chaotic. I don't think I can say I have a specific style.
Who are some of your writing idols and/or influences?
@sapphirescrolls, @jtargaryen18, @littlefreya, @imanuglywombat
What programs do you use to write and/or edit?
Prowritingaid
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
Pantser
Do you write RPF or not?
Yes.
Who is your favorite character to write and why?
Bucky Barnes because there are so many paths you can take his character. He has so many layers and he can be the Winter Soldier, Beefy!Bucky etc. I love the character, I love what I can do with him. Most of fics centered around him are self indulgent. A close second is Andy Barber because he is my dream husband.
What do you think are your writing strengths?
I have been told that my dialogue is good. I like creating tension and being descriptive, I hope that with my more serious fics that people are able to see what I'm describing.
What do you struggle with?
Dirty talk and ending a story.
Favorite Trope?
There was only one bed combined with huddling for warmth.
Favorite word to use?
Salacious ( I dont use it enough)
What is the best piece of writing advice you have heard?
I was told the following: write for yourself and not everything you're going to write is going to be good. And that's okay because either you like what you did and/or you learn how to improve.
What would you say to a new fanfic writer starting out?
Don't let the number of notes influence your work, write for yourself. Have fun and the second this becomes a chore, or you feel like you have to write, take a break . Rediscover your love of fanfiction by reading, re watch that movie or show. Don't feel like you have to put something out for the sake of it.
Reach out to other writers, we all love talking to each other and will gladly welcome you to the fandom.
What is a random bit of research you have not managed to work into a fic yet?
The most popular ice cream flavors in the 1940s.
What is your favorite random detail from one of your stories?
Bucky loves to collect things and will take you for a ride anywhere you want to go.
Any goals or WIPs you want to share?
I have a mafia series that I hope to have started by the time this is published. I will be putting out a Feb Mini Masterlist with new writing goals. So far, I managed to meet a lot of my Jan. ones.
This or That
Fluff or Angst
Neither Smut or Fluff
Reader Insert or OC
One Shot or Series
Canon Divergent or AU
Pepsi or Coke (Cherry Pepsi)
Coffee or Tea
Sweet AND Savory
Anything else you want to say or share?
Thank you to everyone who has read my stories. That means more to me than you know. Thank you to everyone who has followed me and I'm sorry for the mass posts that bombard you everyday. This community has gotten me through some rough times and I appreciate every single one of you.
Until next time, toodles!
#writer's spotlight#angrythingstarlight#bucky barnes#bucky barnes fanfiction#steve rogers#steve rogers fanfiction#fanfic recommendation
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inbox + ask rules!
please do not send:
-threats
-politics (this is the one place i don't have to debate with everyone in my life)
-anything depicting graphic violence
-self harm/suicide
request rules
-just because you request something doesn't mean it's guaranteed!
-please do not harass me if i do not get it out on time/don't write it!
i write:
angst, smut, fluff
au's
reader inserts
i do not write:
incest, including step relationships
male readers
character ships
water sports, dark content, un consensual somnophilia, noncon
smut with minors
i do not like writing pregnancy or having children, but i will if it's asked for!
although i do not write it, i may reblog content with dark themes so be aware of the warnings!
who i write for:
steve rogers, bucky barnes, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, tony stark, monica rambeau, jimmy woo, peter parker, sam wilson, thor, loki, t'challa, stephen strange, valkyrie, agatha harkness, peggy carter, gamora, shuri, kate bishop, yelena belova, kang the conqueror, shang-chi, pretty much all marvel characters.
chris evans, pedro pascal, oscar isaac, ewan mcgregor, james mcavoy
andy barber, ransom drysdale
armin arlert, jean kirstein, levi ackerman, reiner braun, mikasa ackerman, erwin smith
spencer reid, derek morgan, aaron hotchner, emily prentiss, jennifer jareau, penelope garcia, tara lewis, luke alvez
who i will not write for:
drax, mantis, may parker, happy hogan, morgan stark, john walker, korg, miek, alexei shostakov, mobius
robert pronge (mr freezy)
eren jeager, historia reiss, annie leonhart, bertholdt hoover, gabi braun, falco grice, grisha jeager, carla jeager
ashley seaver, erin strauss
thank you for respecting my boundaries.
now that you've read over my rules, please feel free to send me asks!
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For @the-ss-horniest-book-club HBC Kinktober - Day Twenty One - Anal Play AND @happygowriting Let's Get Kinky - Day 21 - Biting/Hickies
These boys are quickly rising up the ranks for me, and this is my first boy on boy action without my shameless self-insertion. This is Dandy (Dayton White x Andy Barber) and is 18+ for m/m anal sex, language, daddy kink. Hi, it's me and I'm vague.
The clothes made the man. That was the saying, of course, and seeing Andy Barber in his smart suits and Dayton White in his racing coveralls no one could deny that the clothes made the men - accentuated their many attributes. Even made men and women wonder what was underneath.
Underneath was proof that they belonged to one another, in endless marks forged in the fire of their coupling. Faded purple bruises in the shape of Andy's fingers on Dayton's hips, from where he dug in his fingers while fucking him. A deep imprint of Andy's teeth on Dayton's shoulder, from a bite just before he filled him with his cum, chuckling at Dayton's whines for daddy as he plugged him up afterwards. Lines of hickies on Andy's chest from Dayton's eager mouth, desperate to taste his lover's skin in the aftermath.
All marks hidden, known only to the two men, a secret roadmap of pleasures discovered and bookmarked for later travels.
And if a spare bruise found it's way above the collar of Andy's dress shirt or Dayton's race attire, then the world would know that they were claimed - held up by each other in the fire of pleasure and pain.
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WIPs
I have no idea why I’m making this, I guess it’s an attempt to organize myself and to maybe see if there’s any interest in what I’m working on. Anyway, here’s a list of all my WIPs and what’s going on with them.
Series:
When You Were Mine: A good chunk of chapter 3 is written, I’ve slowly been working at it
Angels Cast The Shadows of Demons: Haven’t started Part 3
You Are The Daybreak: I have a little bit written for chapter 3
Jealous of The Nights: I have both a good chunk written for Part 2 and some for Part 3.
Among The Pines: I’ve written one sentence for chapter 11, no inspiration for it.
Random things that I hope are only one shots: some of these you may recognize from the snippets I’ve posted
1920s!cop!au: Another Clay Appuzzo piece, I just have the first half written. I dunno if I’ll post it, I feel like not a lot of people read Clay fics anyway.
The Night That Never Ends: My first Stucky fic. A fic I’m trying to tell in the form of one of those murder shows. I dunno, its weird and angsty. So angsty.
18th Century au: Okay, this kinda covers several fics. A Bucky fic that's only got the beginning done. A Steve fic that has a bit of the beginning and a couple scenes
Duchess!Peggy: A couple of scenes written
Untitled Lance Tucker: Lance rips his lucky jacket. I’d say this is probably more than half finished.
Untitled Project: I dunno, I can’t explain this one. It would be my first enhanced!reader fic. Right now it’s really just a bunch of scenes & dialogue that I’ve had for it.
House Restoration au: Kind of a self-insert, I want to restore a super old house with Bucky. There are several ideas that I’ve had for this and I’m not sure which one I wanna go with.
Till Then: Sort of a mash-up of Turn & MCU set in modern au. Only the very beginning is written, not sure if I’ll continue.
Serial Doubter: Vamp!Laf piece, around halfway finished. I even wrote a prologue for it.
I’ll Wear Your Ring: I dunno, a Bucky fic (featuring Turn characters) I started a while ago. Sort of angsty. Mostly written
First Meeting: This was started for a write-a-thon forever ago, it’s set in the Too Late To Ever Feel The Same au, it’s the reader meeting Ben for the first time. About half written
Viking!Bucky: Sort of inspired by s3 of The Last Kingdom, viking!Bucky & seer!Reader. Just the very beginning is done.
ABO Ben Tallmadge: My first attempt at the whole a/b/o thing. Not even halfway done.
John Andre vs Bucky: Okay, so yea. A very self indulgent fic. Working at an art gallery, you meet artist!John Andre and art collector!Bucky
Goddess au: Being the daughter of two gods and being asked to help correct the Snap
Andy Barber x Lawyer!Reader: An attempt at smut. Not really an enemies to lover thing but it also kind of is
Killer husband au: A dark fic if it isn’t clear. Bucky is bored with his life and tries to change it.
Escaped!Ransom: Another possibly dark fic. Ransom escapes from prison and stumbles across your homestead
Worst Day: Meeting Bucky on the worst day possible
Funhouse: You go missing on a mission and Steve is determined to bring you home
Lance x Reader x Ransom: You and Lance have a channel on pornhub and Ransom is a fan
Neighbor Stucky: Steve and Bucky retire to a boring life in the suburbs. They become suspicious of their new neighbor. I think I might go dark with it.
Worst Smut scene: You have to pick out this years worst sex scene for Literary Review, you choose Bucky’s book as #1. He’s not happy and wants to find the person who picked his book. Possibly a dark fic
Porcelain: Another sort of historical based fic. Bucky, the son of a servant, comforts you, the sheltered daughter of a noble family, when you realize not everything is a fairytale
Dating App au: Being in quarantine can get pretty lonely, so you decide to sign up for a dating app. You match with a man that is too good to be real, you’re convinced that you’re being catfished, until you set up a facetime date. Inspired by all the zoom interviews Chris has been doing lately
Step Dad!Steve: A dark fic.You and Steve makes plans to be together
Stalker!Stucky: You’re being stalked and no one believes you, so you decide to move as far from the city as you can. Steve and Bucky aren’t about to let you get away, so they decide to become your neighbors
Fae!Reader: The team take down a human trafficking ring that specializes in selling enhanced humans.
Anticipation/Single mom!Reader: A BBB fic from last year. You meet Bucky in one of your college classes. A couple fics during your relationship with Bucky
The Energy We Have Can’t Be Broken: It’s been ~6 years since your first husband, Bucky, died. As hard as it was, you've moved on and you’ve remarried and have started a new life with your new husband. Strange things start happening and you can't help but think Bucky is haunting you. Inspired by The Matrimonial Bed
Author!Bucky: Bucky’s lost his inspiration and is dealing with writer’s block
Bucky x bakery owner!Reader: Owning a little bakery/cafe inside the upstate compound and meeting Bucky
#jesus i have a ton of wips#wip#WIP update#bucky barnes x reader#steve rogers x reader#lance tucker x reader#ransom drysdale x reader#andy barber x reader#benjamin tallmadge x reader#john andre x reader#stucky x reader
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tagging system
honestly, saying there’s a system gives myself way too much credit but here are some of my common tags. post will be edited as things change.
general:
masterlist - the big posts where i link my works. i have a main one, and i have ones for series. main one is linked in my bio
hh masterlist - the main one
hh info - stuff you should know about me or my blog.
long posts - thumb cramper bitches
triggers:
note: there are all sorts of triggers. if you need something tagged, just ask.
all triggers are tagged “tw ____”, insert the trigger in the blank.
food tag - only exception to format.
tw flashing
tw abuse
tw blood
fic reblogging:
comment reblog - someone commented on my story and I reblogged it
sweet reader - a comment reblog that is special to me
timezone reblog - a scheduled reblog of a new fic. they happen at different times during the day to maximize y’all seeing new content. :)
note: i reblog comments in addition to the normally scheduled timezone reblogs. if you’re seeing too much of me on the timeline, i suggest blacklisting one of these tags
im up to something + writer stuff:
update - usually if it’s been a while since I’ve posted, these posts tell you what I’m up to
future fic hints - usually me dropping the moodboard for a new story, or reblogging something on theme with it
writing resources - usually info on how to spice up vocab, or general reference things
fic ideas rising - something inspired me and i may write something about it
various vibes tags:
the vibes - things that just have the vibes
pretty pocket of peace - peaceful places
dream tag - my longing
florals? in the spring? - pictures of flowers
clutch your pearls (nsfw):
domme tag - uh things that make me snap into domme mode
men i could eat up - men that make me snap into domme mode
get me pregnant - hot guys doing hot things
the way women just - me dying over how lovely women are
whew - usually a smut reblog, or just general sin
steamy - usually like... a nsfw scene from a show or maybe actually porn, but don’t worry i have a porn blog for the worst of it. ( @helawhore )
character / people tags:
my baby daddy / space king / my sun and stars - thor
my darling - steve rogers
andrew the thot destroyer - andy barber
space queen - brunnhilde
my sweet boy - bucky barnes
space baby - poe dameron (star wars)
amor de mis amores - oscar isaac
mi amor fatal - natasha romanoff
my witchy lover - wanda maximoff
my long haired warrior daddies - bucky x thor
chris evans tags:
note: i was putting him with everyone else, but he has too many im sorry sksksk
my husband
chris
chris details - little things about him, usually physical details like his HANDS
reasons to love chris - yknow
chris is a black queen loving king - where i catalogue the receipts of that statement
daddy christopher - he did something hot
personal things:
self care tag - friendly reminders to myself and to you
happy tag - a variety of things for me to look at if im feeling sad
its a baby! - usually a cute animal or baby or both
love tag - just love. either pictures of intimacy or just concepts or art.
in the feelings tag - something that made me emotional, not necessarily—not usually, in a happy way
ouch - something angsty
that shit hurted ouch - something angsty
im upset about something:
rant tag - me ranting
marvel fucks up tag - usually me reblogging discourse about those fucks mistreating our characters
outside world stuff:
film and tv
real history - the kind of historical stuff that was omitted from history books and covered up, or not widely known
black lives matter - anything blm. i don’t tag every single thing though.
blm resources - ways you can donate, stay safe, or protest.
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