#ms. mayberry x reader

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[IT'S TIME] Mayberry x Fem reader :D : Finally you realize I love you....(enjoy ;3)

Alive relationship

: You met Mayberry when she was alive ( around the mid way of college.) You and Mayberry used to be best friends until she got married to her husband{idk his name} she loved him but clearly he didn't love her. [ 'cough' Martha 'cough'}. You always said he was bad for her but she always believed it always a story so she would divorce him and you take him for your self.

:But that wasn't the case you wanted HER not him [hehe gay]

:You always hinted at it but she never got it....

: you died before her due to either offing yourself or sickness no one really knows but you but that's a story for another day

:She was devastated so that didn't help weeks or months later her husband cheats on her then bahda bing bahda boom she's in hell

relationship hell ( beginning till confession)

: the way you guys met again you work for I.M.P

:you were told to bring the client to Blitz to tell her the job was done since she decied to stay a little longer to see how things work

:Hey the boss said to get you-

: cue a crying mess of Mayberry and once you realize she is...

:your both crying now

:[Blitz is being an ass and recording of course!]

:You both leave and decide to catch up

: you kinda had a "I told you so!" moment when you found out why she got them to go after Martha

~ few months later~ { if you feel like you would confess in a different way feel free to skip to the end :3 }

: You finally decide to tell her the feelings you've had for so long due to them coming back strong or you just decide it was time

:You took her to a pretty spot on a cliff {and ik this is cliche but I feel like she would like that :3} you give her a gift and say this...

:"Mayberry I have loved you since college.....you don't have to feel the same and I know you have a bad history with dating but would you take that leap and date me?"

: It was quite for a bit or time about ten minutes

:You then got your answer....A teary eyed practically tackling you in an embrace saying yes over and over

:and once again you're both crying and Blitz is some how here and recording -__-

: she ask why you hadn't told her sooner

: " well I didn't want to lose you and you loved him I told you he was bad from the beginning but you thought I was after him when I did say he was but really secretly deep inside I hoped you would so I could have you."

: In all you both have a very sweet and loving relationship you're both very happy with each other

I LOVE THIS FIC WITH MY SOUL!!

This is my second fav write besides just under my Sallie Mae fic I love Mayberry so much she is so under looked in my eyes never really wrote about either at least for my lesbians and bi bitches that simp for her

Ok see you later my lovely fellow simps and sinners ;3

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How bout some cute fluff. Charlie, Loona, Ms Mayberry and Millie playing Video games and horror vr games with there male s/o

Sure thing! This sounds like fun!

Charlie - She'd probably be a big fan of cute slice of life games like Animal Crossing. She likes casual fun with video games. - She isn't familiar with VR but is willing to try! - The Exorcist: Legion VR will scare her pissless. She's used to this kind of stuff in books but not with her own eyes. She's glad to have tried it but it isn't her thing.

Loona - Loona would probably not be a big gamer. It doesn't seem like her thing, but if her s/o introduced her to the world of gaming she'd probably like something casual that doesn't take a lot of work. like creative Minecraft. - She knows what VR is and knows what to expect but she'll let her s/o pick the game. She isn't expecting a horror game. - A Chair In A Room: Greenwater will engage her. She'd like the puzzle solving aspect surprisingly and is interested in the plot. As a Hell-born she isn't familiar with sinner games but likes them so far. She'd be willing to play VR again.

Ms. Mayberry (finally) - She's a modern woman so she knows what VR is. As a previous teacher she probably is only familiar with educational games and will beat ass at CoolMathGames hide your children. - She isn't sure about a horror game but will give it a whirl. Anything for someone who isn't Gerald, her ex husband. - Wraith: The Oblivion - Afterlife will pique her interest. She likes the idea of the game but is creeped out by the setting. She isn't sure it's for her but she'll try it a few more times and try to get familiar with it.

Millie - She already plays mobile games. She likes Animal Crossing Pocket Camp and Stardew Valley, which she encourages her s/o to play with her. - She's totally up to a VR horror game. She doesn't know what she's in for, she's about to shit her pants. She can't handle horror but refuses to admit it. Phasmophobia taps into her interest in ghost hunting but the jump scares and setting put her off. - She has a fun time but isn't sleeping alone that night.

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The Curse Word: A BiBi Barber Drabble

Summary: Bianca drops a curse word in a public place. Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Bianca Barber

Warnings: Language, Bianca Barber, Nosey Old Ladies, Callbacks to The Andy Griffith Show, Minors DNI

A/N: An old request from @writer84​ Please enjoy. Part of my Growing Pains Series. Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own.

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You, Andy, and your two-year-old baby girl were walking around Target. Your happy place. You all had had a lovely day so far. Your husband had even cooked breakfast! Shocker. 

It hadn’t been anything fancy. But you were beginning to like pesto eggs. And apparently he could also cook bacon. Slowly, but surely, you were going to get him to accept turkey bacon, but hey - change took time.

You only liked pork bacon if it was crispy and cooked in the oven. 

You grew up on turkey bacon and turkey sausage, because your Dad didn’t eat pork. He claimed it gave him a headache. Whatever. 

But anyway, it had to be the right brand, otherwise the products ended up tasting bland.

“Tell me, baby.” Andy mutters. “Do we really need a whole new set of towels?”

“Yes! Unless you want us to keep drying ourselves with the equivalent of steel wool!”

“Oookay…” Andy responds as he tosses an assortment of towels into the cart. “And wash cloths?”

“Yep. What else would you use?”

“My hands.” He grumbles.

“That’s not how you get clean! You just spread the filth!” You tell him. 

Without thinking, you hand BiBi a package of cloths as you get ready to move on. Only for her to accidentally drop them. 

“Shit.” Her little voice squeaks. 

You and Andy immediately freeze in place. “Andrew?”

An old busybody gives you a look from over by the sheets and comforters section. 

Not a word from you, Ms. I Still Wear A Beehive from 1975. 

“Y/N, I’ve been through this before. Don’t say anything or make a big deal out of this and she’ll just move on.” He tells you.

“Alright. Alright.” You bend down to pick up the cloths and then hand them back to her with a smile. “Everything is all good. There are no tiny people cursing around here. In public. We’re all fine.”

Taking them from you, she proceeds to drop them again with a laugh.

“Shit.” 

Lips puckered as if you’ve been sucking on all of the lemons in the world, you pin your husband with a glare. “This is your fault.”

Andy stares back at you incredulously. “My fault how?!”

“Because you curse like a sailor. And now our toddler has picked it up! She sounds like a flipping delinquent!”

“Oh.” He growls. “And you don’t curse? Is that what I’m hearing?”

“Ha! I mean, I do. But not like you. And not in front of her and -” You realize Betty Beehive is staring at you three, with disapproval written all over her face. 

Oh, hell no. Take your judgment somewhere else. 

“Hey, Aunt Bee!” You call over to her. “Don’t you need to get back over to Mayberry R.F.D. before they notice you’re missing?”

The woman immediately turns and walks away. “Yeah, that’s what I thought!” You growl. 

“So this is my fault?” Andy snarls. 

“Yep. Already covered that. You know what? After this, we’re all going to church or something. I cannot have a potty-mouthed two-year-old!”

“I’ll work on it, Y/N.” Your man grumbles. 

“Shit!” Your baby giggles again.

You look over at the Starbucks nestled in the corner of the store. “Baby, stop saying that word and Mama will buy you a chocolate crossaint, okay?”

She chews on her fingers and mumbles something about “chocky chips”.

END

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I'm doing Mrs. Mayberry that's it I can't wait anymore if ya'll find any Mayberry writers send me their way I need this shit in my LIFE!