#yandere!andy barber

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Bad Neighbour

Pairing: Dark Andy Barber x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY: Your neighbor is set on having you, no matter what you say. 

WARNINGS: Harassing.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

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“Andy, just leave me alone!” you almost yell but a small whine from your baby girl reminds you to keep it low.

You bounce your daughter on your chest, a hand protectively holding her tiny head, as if it would keep Andy’s attention away from her. You definitely don’t want her to grab his attention. 

“I just want to talk to you, c’mon. Talk things out for our future together.” Andy takes a step closer to you, forcing you to quickly bounce backwards to put the couch in between you.

Trapped, that’s exactly how you feel. Andy is placed on the door’s way, your phone is upstairs and your husband is gone on a business trip. Andy couldn't have had a worse timing. 

Your hands are starting to get clammy and it makes you hold your daughter with more vigor. 

“Listen, Andy.” you carefully start, transferring weight from one leg to the other. Andy gives you an encouraging smile and you try to avoid looking into his eyes.

The baby on your chest mumbles something in her sleep and you rush your words out, anxious to get him out of the house. 

“I’m really sorry for what happened to Laurie and Jacob, I really am. You know that me and Scott supported you guys and it was really sad what happened. But you need to move on with your life, Andy, and leave us alone.”

Andy’s smile dies down and he stares at you with a frustrated expression, but you continue.

“I’m happily married and I’m not going anywhere with you. You have to stop calling me all the time, stop following me around and just leave me alone. I’m not going to run away with you and abandon my daughter, my family.” your voice is shaky, but you manage to speak.

The smile disappears from Andy’s face and it’s replaced by an irritated frown, his jaw clenched tight.  

“I’m not asking you to abandon your daughter. She can come with us and I’ll treat her like my own kid.” he declares, taking a predatory step towards you. Your heart pounces on your chest and your legs start to lightly shake. 

“We’ll be happy together. It’s a fresh start for both of us, it’ll be good.” Andy’s voice gets lower as he approaches you, his usually composed appearance now disheveled, dark circles around his eyes as if he hasn’t slept for days.

After Laurie and Jacob’s death, you’re sure he hasn’t slept as he’s too busy harassing you. 

“Trust me, we belong together and we’ll be so happy together, I know it. So you can either pack your bags and leave with me quietly or we can do this the hard way.”

[barnxyes]

moth to a flame - dark mob andy barber x fem actress reader | Chapter 2 SNEAKPEAK👀

- Summary: You have captivated the boss’s heart much to your obliviousness.

A/N: So sorry it took me so long to get back to y’all! Here is a sneak peek for part two of MTAF! Chapter 2 should be here soon. :)

“Welcome, make yourself at home, my lady. Mr. Barber will be here shortly. In the meantime, he left this here for you.” In the center of the foyer, a round table sat, an envelope and a velvet blue box in the middle as a flute of champagne awaited you. “We were made aware that this is your favorite.”

You nodded, mumbling a small shit when you took a hold of the velvet box, the weight making you place it on the table where it sat. Gasping at what lay inside the box: a tremendously beautiful necklace, a grayish sapphire blue diamond surrounded with a halo of sixteen smaller white stones.

The chain seemed to follow with similar stones, only bigger and with square cuts and ovals.

It’s beauty was almost indescribable.

“Le bleu de France.” Nora announced.

“The Hope Diamond.” You muttered, taken aback by such surprise. “Isn’t this worth millions of dollars?” Though the career as an actress gave you a fortune, you could not imagine spending such a big amount of money on a necklace, even more so gifting it to a random person you’ve never even met.

“I believe so.” She smiled. “Come, we must sit you for dinner.”

With a shaking leg, you studied the dining room, messing with the silverware whilst doing so. “Mr. Barber will be here shortly, madam.” Sensing your uncomfortableness from the lengthy wait, she simmered. “Can I get you anything?”

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Before you, the epitome of a gorgeous man walked in, tall and lean. You blinked, taken aback by his appearance, dark blue suit fit on his body. He offered his hand. “Andrew Barber, it’s a pleasure. Forgive me for the wait. I had things to take care of.”

He seemed so incredibly familiar, like if he was someone known, hidden in the back of your mind.

You stared causing the gentleman to chuckle lowly as he kissed your knuckles, gently caressing the side with his thumb. You smiled of course, always set to perfect first impressions, ignoring the dollop of what seemed to be blood on his white dress shirt, almost hidden behind his blazer.

Andrew Barber

You were so incredibly fucked.

[princess-of-thebes-1995]

Today was another important day of your life. Why? This house party is your gender reveal! That is right, your six month baby will be revealed.

You could not believe your good luck. You were born into poverty, misfortune, and difficulty. Like Vivan in the Pretty Woman movie.

A rich man took you from rags to riches. Took was a gentle word. He forced you by threatening you. Andy Barber was a lawyer. He knew a lot of American laws and secrets.

He almost sued you for a small reason. You gave in for your baby's sake. Andy was the sperm father of your child. He then forced you to marry him months ago.

Despite his craziness which scared you. You began to love your new life. You now live in the Suburbs of Newton, Massechusets. No work, labor, or bills. Andy saved you from the cruel world. All you had to do was "take care" of Andy, the house, and your baby.

You wore this elegant dress Andy bought.

"Are you ready?" Your new husband poked his head inside his shared roo with you.

You looked over your shoulder and smiled. You used to hate him but you felt your love growing a little each day. He was not your type at first. But, now, you like how he is not your type. Love is a strange thing.

Andy walked over to you and drank you in. "You make the dress more beautiful."

You blushed and thanked him. Andy wrapped his arm around your shoulder and led you downstairs where the guests were. Andy was grinning like an idiot. He found his dream girl.

He just hated your life story. Money ruined your life. Or the lack of it. He was determined to give you the life you deserved.

The guests were all Andy's friends. You had no friends. The ghetto neighborhood you used to live in had drug addicts, liars, and thieves.

But, since Andy pays for your life. You ignored the way his male friends ogled you. Many times, men offered money for your body. It gave you bad memories.

You remembered crying in bed with Andy shushing you like an infant. A lot of men told you that with your face you were born to suck penis. As if you were a sex object.

Andy treated you like a sex toy sure. But, not all the time. During the day, he treated you like a pet kitten. In bed, he tied you up and whispered dirty curse words. He never degraded you in a way you hated. You hated spitting, hair pulling and all that. You loved him biting you, sucking, and pining your wrist. Stuff like that.

Andy pushed you down to your seat and made a speech. He grabbed champagne and toasted you. Everyone looked at you.

"My wife and future mother of my child..." Andy continued.

Your red face felt really hot and you kept smiling. You were excited to pop the balloons. But, that is where it happened. Your feet began to swell. You looked down and it was true. You kicked off your shoes and sighed.

"To family." Andy finished. "To family." The crowd cheered.

Andy drank and noticed your feet. He set his drink down. "I will get you a wheel chair."

Andy left you alone and then he came. A dirty blonde man with green eyes and tan skin walked with a grin.

"I do not think we met before. I am Max." He took your hand and kissed it.

Out of manners, you smiled. You told him your name but Max interrupted and said he already knew you. You blinked in surprise.

The two of you chatted. Max was looking at your swollen chest. He kept licking his lips despite his drink in his hand.

Grimacing, you knew his thoughts. A sex doll is what you are to the world.

Andy cleared his throat and you saw his annoyed expression. Max smirked in amusement. He patted Andy and whispered something in his ear. Andy glared as Max left.

You asked Andy and he muttered that it was nothing. He easily picked you up from your seat and placed you on the wheel chair. You touched his face but he moved away.

He did not say anything but rolled you to the nearest room. The guest room with the chimney.

He locked the door and he turned to glare. "What the fuck was that? Flirting behind my back." He hissed. He crouched to your level and placed both hands on your arm rest of the wheel chair and was facing you.

You flinched. You assured him that Max walked to you first.

Andy shook his head and stood up. "You seemed to be enjoying his attention."

"I guess it is not your fault. Your pregnancy is making you a horny slut."

You gasped. "How could you, Andy?" Tears leaked out.

Andy’s arms were crossed together as he shrugged and studied you with a clenched jaw.

That is where you lost it. "I thought you trusted me." You also mentioned how like others he assumed the worst of you.

"The fuck are you talking about?" Andy frowned.

The whole town treated you badly. Calling you a gold digging slut. A woman who trapped a man by pregnancy.

Andy blinked. He did not know that. He never heard of those rumors.

You then covered your face and sobbed.

Andy felt ashamed of his childish and unjustified jealousy. He blamed you. Max was guilty. Poor you.

Andy pried your hands gently away from your lovely face. He kissed your cute nose. Without more words. He picked up and gently laid you on the guest bed. He unbuckled and unzipped his pants and he just tossed your panties but kept the dress on. He just moved the skirt folded up to get access. "My poor baby." He peppered your neck with smooches.

You used both hands to caress his face and then trailed to his wide shoulders.

This time, he did not moved away from your reach. He let you touch him. He was slow but then became a wild dog once more. He collapsed and was sweating hard. He dressed himself and looked at you.

"What are you thinking?"

"I have so many names to choose for both genders. I am debating."

Andy grinned. "Do not worry. Who said we will have only one baby?"

You giggled and it made Andy laugh.

The two of you returned to the party. Andy made you dizzy. You wanted to sleep after your make up sex.

You asked Andy to popp the balloon for you.

Licking his lips he popped it.

"It's a boy!"

[hansensgirl]

❆ 𝑭.𝑯: 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑷𝑻𝑺 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑)

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info. — in honour of the holiday season, mr. hansen has decided to open requests! how kind is he? they will be posted in the next week or so, and will be written by me (sab). if you ask nicely, the man himself will even make an appearance!

format. — the requests will be submitted to this form. you will select one character, one AU (if desired), one dialogue prompt, and one kink/key element. all concepts will be dark, no matter what. there is an option for you to leave your username so i can tag you when i post your request. you may always remain anonymous. all prompts were created by me, please don’t use them without my permission.

time. — concepts will be written and posted as fast as possible. by january 7th, 2024, they should all be completed. please bear with me, as i can be quite a slow writer. thank you for your patience.

note. — concepts that are bolded and have three asterisks (***) will be turned into full fics. the list can be found under the ‘read more’ cut, along with all the drabbles i’ve posted.

the form is now closed. thank you for all the submissions! requests will be posted in the next two weeks.

show mr. hansen your gratitude by sending a request! isn't he such a sweet man?

NAVIGATION. ❆ @hansensfics. ❆ NEON PALM.

Andy Barber + Yandere + “Think an old man like me can keep up?” + conditioning/grooming.

Andy Barber + Roommate/Tenant + “Isn’t it beautiful? Bullet proof, too.” + dumbification.

Andy Barber + Bookstore + “Come out, come out, wherever you are!” + kidnapping.

Natasha Romanoff + Neighbours + “I’ll always love you, even if you don’t feel that way. But you will.” + sex pollen.

Johnny Storm + Sugar Daddy + “The night’s still young.” + obsession.

Jake Jensen + Step-brother + “C’mere. I can’t see you from all the way over there.” + thigh riding.

Steve Rogers + Stepfather + “Don’t you think you’re a little too old to be playing this game?” + face-sitting.

Natasha Romanoff + Mob boss + “I think I like you better when you’re gagged and crying on my dick.” + humiliation.

Steve Rogers + Boyfriend’s dad + “You’re so cute when you’re struggling like that.” + cum-play.

Lloyd Hansen + Yandere + “I’ll always love you, even if you don’t feel that way. But you will.” + sir kink.

Ari Levinson + Dad’s best friend + “I dreamt of you last night. Every night.” + daddy kink.

Andy Barber + Professor + “You want something from me? You gotta ask nicely.” + abuse of power.

Andy Barber + Dad’s best friend + “I just want to take care of you.” + daddy kink.

Steve Rogers + no AU + “Don’t be a brat.” + manhandling.

Lloyd Hansen + Sugar Daddy + “Merry fucking Christmas, princess.” + captivity.

Steve Rogers + Mob boss + “I just want to take care of you.” + stockholm syndrome.

Curtis Everett + Boxer + “C’mere. I can’t see you from all the way over there.” + dom/sub.

Lloyd Hansen + No AU + “Merry fucking Christmas, princess.” + daddy kink.

Lloyd Hansen + Sugar Daddy + “That’s no way to speak to your future husband.” + daddy kink.

Robert Pronge/Mr. Freezy + Amnesia + “Don’t you love it when I touch you like this?” + stockholm syndrome.

Pete Brenner + Camgirl + “I can’t help it, I love you too much.” + dumbification.

Lloyd Hansen + Mob boss + “I love hearing you beg. You’re much sweeter that way.” + pet play.

Lloyd Hansen + Mob/mafia + “You have no idea what you do to a man like me.” + overstimulation.

Andy Barber + Boyfriend’s dad + “Come out, come out, wherever you are!” + cheating.

Ransom Drysdale + Step-brother + “Don’t you love it when I touch you like this?” + innocence.

Steve Rogers + Yandere + “You know what I hate more than broken promises? Liars.” + kidnapping.***

Pete Brenner + Camboy + “You ask too many questions. Just relax.” + drugging.

Lloyd Hansen + Maid + “Where do you think you’re going?” + abuse of power.

Johnny Storm + College/University + “I thought you hated me.” + stalking.

Ari Levinson + Stepfather + “Don’t be a brat.” + vaginal sex.

Steve Rogers + Fake Marriage + “What did you just say?” + sex pollen.***

Jake Jensen + Neighbour + “I had to—you gave me no other option.” + obsession.

Lloyd Hansen + Sugar Daddy + “Isn’t this so pretty? It reminded me of you.” + daddy kink.

Lloyd Hansen + Neighbour + “The least you could do is be grateful.” + humiliation.

Ransom Drysdale + Yandere + “Merry fucking Christmas, princess.” + captivity.

Ari Levinson + Soulmate + “Don’t fight me. You’ll only make it worse for yourself.” + overstimulation.

Steve Rogers + Boyfriend’s dad + “You have no idea what you do to a man like me.” + cheating.

Natasha Romanoff + Camgirl + “C’mere. I can’t see you from all the way over there.” + scissoring.

Ransom Drysdale + Step-brother + “You ask too many questions. Just relax.” + drugging.

Ari Levinson + Dad’s best friend + “You ask too many questions. Just relax.” + corruption.

Andy Barber + Dad’s best friend + “Can’t you see I’m trying?” + cum-marking.

Ari Levinson + Mob boss + “You want something from me? You gotta ask nicely.” + innocence.***

Robert Pronge/Mr. Freezy + Neighbour + “The least you could do is be grateful.” + drugging.

Steve Rogers + Mob boss + “You ask too many questions. Just relax.” + corruption.

Ari Levinson + Camboy + “Isn’t this so pretty? It reminded me of you.” + innocence.

Lloyd Hansen + Boyfriend’s dad + “I think I like you better when you’re gagged and crying on my dick.” + creampie.

Natasha Romanoff + Yandere + “You’re so cute when you’re struggling like that.” + mommy kink.

Natasha Romanoff + Boyfriend’s mom + “You’re shaking so much, honey… Just wait until I get my tongue on you.” + obsession.

Lloyd Hansen + no AU + “Where do you think you’re going?” + pet play.

Natasha Romanoff + CEO + “Go on. Let’s see how far you’ll make it.” + mommy kink.

Natasha Romanoff + Sugar Mommy + “You want something from me? You gotta ask nicely.” + begging.

Lloyd Hansen + Mob boss + “You have no idea what you do to a man like me.” + choking.

Ransom Drysdale + Sugar Daddy + “You’re so cute when you’re struggling like that.” + abuse of power.

Ari Levinson + Amnesia + “Take you home? This is home. You aren’t going anywhere.” + obsession.

Natasha Romanoff + Dad’s best friend + “You have no idea what you do to a woman like me.” + creampie.

Curtis Everett + Mob + “Don’t be a brat.” + squirting.

Andy Barber + Mob/Mafia + “Take you home? This is home. You aren’t going anywhere.” + stockholm syndrome.

Ransom Drysdale + Soulmate + “That’s no way to talk to your future husband.” + captivity.

Andy Barber + Professor + “Take you home? This is home. You aren’t going anywhere.” + finger-sucking.

Lloyd Hansen + Boss + “Aw, are you gonna cry?” + overstimulation.

[nickfowlerrr]

working on it

main masterlist

this is a list of all my wips (including requests) so we can all be on the same page in regards to what i have coming up 🖤

*these aren’t in any particular order - as you guys know, i write what i have inspiration to write and not in order of when requests were received or series were updated.* if you don't see your request on here, and did not get a response from me letting you know i'd be unable to write it, then i didn't receive it. feel free to send it in again if you'd like.

i saw @sweetpeapod’s “to do list” and it’s such a great idea i literally never would’ve thought to make one myself so all credit to her for this! 🥰

updated: 06/06/23

legend: actively writing • on hold/writer’s block • haven’t started

series

bucky barnes:

if i could - chapter five

keeping secrets - chapter seven

stucky:

trust me - chapter two

drabbles, one shots or continuations (not series)

andy barber:

waiting - pt 2

dark!professor andy

bucky barnes:

soft!dark bucky - basement wife

dark!brat tamer bucky

you can’t - pt 2

dark!ex bucky - pregnant reader (might not end up dark lolll)

when a stranger calls bucky

yandere mechanic bucky

“enemies” to lovers bucky

iou - pt 2…possible miniseries

enemies to lovers - one bed trope

die happy - chubby!reader

first time for everything - drabble

call it what you want to - pt 2

mean!bucky one shot

duke!bucky x duchess!reader (soft!dark?)

pro wrestler!bucky

charles blackwood:

dark!charles halloween fic

lee bodecker:

dark!lee - traveling!reader

dark!lee - salem witch trial

lloyd hansen:

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ransom drysdale:

delivery - one shot

mean!ransom one shot

nick fowler:

dark!nick - daddy’s dead - one shot

steve kemp:

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steve rogers:

mean!steve one shot

stucky:

dark! road trip fic (two stories in one/choose your own adventure)

royalty au

fumbling - drabble

fawn - pt 2

requests

humble request to the queen of my lil dark heart for your sluttiest a/b/o with your man of choice inspired by ‘hurt you’ by the weeknd 🖤

bucky barnes:

request/imagine: mafia bucky x reader where bucky is very obviously obsessed/infatuated with the reader and just wants her to be his but she plays hard to get (for some time) and starts hanging out with other men so he gets jealous and punishes her (smut if you want with degradation/humiliation kink idk💀) very new to tumblr so idk if im doing this right or not. thank you! 💘

Dearie write some angry seggs with Bucky barnes

Scenario 5 10 17 22 please & Dialogue prompts 32 and 38 please with bucky 😭 he’s a total grinch throughout but seeing the reader happy makes him happy and I love the grumpy x sunshine trope🤤😮‍💨

Hey yo! I'm not sure if you're still accepting Christmas prompts or anything (I've absolutely loved reading them) But I've been listening to this song on repeat and idk, I can just imagine the reader singing it to Buck on their first christmas together, and him falling even more in love with them. Anywho, happy holidays, can't wait to read anything and everything you bless us all with 🥰❤️🎄

What would have happened in a AU version of your dark biker Bucky finding his soulmate finally…and also meeting her husband?

What if the reader had a really toxic husband who wouldn’t let her go or let their divorce proceed unless she cheated on him? Only the man she picks for her affair, Bucky Barnes, is WAY worse than her husband and she doesn’t realize until it’s too late? (No idea though if this is like a mobster Bucky or Winter Solider or some other profession)

a bucky fic of any length based on this text exchange with my husband (who’s deployed) ((i’m the red bubble lol)) 🥹 you work is magic so i trust however you wanna take this

Bellllaaaaa hiiii:) I’m hooked on biker/bartender bucky(even tattoo artist bucky) with fucking Tats right now and I’d totally love if you could maybe write him and chubby/plus sized reader having a flirty relationship, maybe they’re like a fling or something. She works at his bar/tattoo shop, whichever au you pick, and they’re just fucking flirty and so naughty together lol. Smut is always welcomed!! Thank u bby in advance<3 mwahhh🥺💋

Was curious if you could do a TFAWS Bucky request? Reader is a curvy plus size gal, and Sam has been trying and trying to get Bucky to ask her out. Then one day, he finds her really upset and self conscious… He finally lets his true feelings show, trying to make her feel better… maybe it turns into more? 👀🥰 Like…. ‘Let me just show you how beautiful you are..’ kinda thing lol. I really hope that made sense ☠️☠️

charles blackwood:

Hello there I want to ask... Do you still write Charles blackwood x reader fanfic? It has to be very romantic but very naughty. Charles being very sexy and dominating. It is also the reader's very first time with him too. Can it include a photo of Charles as well? Thanks x

max burnett:

Hi can I request a max Burnett x plus!size reader.

nick fowler:

Okay, speaking of thots, having the Nick Fowler says something sexy in Romanian and leaves gifs back-to-back with the 'no, I'm not okay; I should be sucking his dick rn" thot was— 🥵 Think you could combine those two into a little (or big, would not complain 😉) something something? 😘🤍 👉🏻👈🏻

I’m reading a book about the history evolution of dating, and it has this section on sugar daddies and babies. Apparently a lot of sugar babies are warned not to fall for their daddies, but the women report that usually it’s the other way around and the men fall for them. So what about a soft dark mafia Nick who quickly gets obsessed with his sugar baby reader? He just get more intense the more she denies an emotion connection because it’s just bad business on her end.

pwyc! bucky:

Hi I loved your Pretty when you cry series read it twice already and you did a amazing job 🥰 I was wondering if you could write the reader from that series being catcalled by some creep and dark biker Bucky witnesses it and completely losing it and defending her and maybe it ends with some fluff I hope you have a lovely day or night ❤️

OK maybe After Reading your Dark Soulmate Story I want/need more 😁 So I was thinking about Bucky and the Curvy Reader. Was there ever a time when Bucky Breaks down and cry? Like, He is so Hurt that he is Not Angry but gets really sad? How would the Reader react? How would Bucky himself react? Thanks again For creating These two and thank you For your time🖤 i Love them.

Hi Bella! So you’re my fav tumblr writer and I’m never gonna get over pwyc cause it’s pretty fucking amazing, and I don’t know if you’re taking requests for drabbles or anything like that, but I thought I might as well ask! So imagine that Bucky and Y/N have been living together for a while and things have been great, but Bucky is thinking of proposing, but Y/N is so not ready to get married or have kids, and her and Bucky get into a huge fight over it, and maybe she briefly moves out, and Bucky is basically lost but like also super angry cause we all know he doesn’t take rejection too well, but in the end they make up and by that I mean smut, and you can decide if they get engaged or not, but yeah that’s basically it

Hi! I love pwyc so much then when i saw the new trust series was from you I did a little happy dance! I was wondering if i could request a little drabble of what would happen if reader found out she was pregant and how biker Bucky would react? If not no pressure honestly love all your fics thanks for sharing them with us!

Belllllllaaaaa I have a request to make for pwyc series💕❤️ Imagine bucky getting possessive and jealous of readers coworkers, the reader trying to escape when he thought they were finally getting somewhere in their relationship…..😬😬 would he be angry or upset just love feral bucky 🫣😭🥵

Pwyc reader having nightmare about that night Bucky raped her. While dark!pwyc Bucky is sleeping right next to her. So reader started crying in her sleep,tears and all (cause that's what she does best) from the nightmare with him in it and woke Bucky up. Bucky can tell what it was about and started to soothe her nightmares the only way his perverted ass knows how. He started nuzzling and kissing her neck all over and kiss all her all over her face including her lips,eyes and her tears away while his hands roam all over her body to wake her up. Reader woke up still crying and Bucky ended up giving her the most gentlest (?),angsty or passionate sex? Idk,it doesn't have to be gentle. Just like really angsty and passionate in a really pwyc dark!Bucky way to show reader he's her only choice no matter what so she just gonna learn how to love him and get over her fear and nigthmare with the fear and nightmare himself. And maybe some angsty stomach flipping aftercare afterwards. Dark! request ofc. This can be during pwyc or after pywc,it's up to you. Reader being a crybaby makes this fic special to me :,D Been looking for a pic like this. Thank you so much and sorry if my English sucks a lil. I try. Tysm again 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hiii Bella!! I love your writing so much, you're very talented 😍 I found the pwyc series about three days ago and I've read it twice 😅 I wasn't that productive at work ig 🤣 as a curvy girl myself who falls very close into the description of the reader/soulmate who loves Bucky, I felt very satisfied. So... I'm rubbish at requests but I thought I would like to ask for something and it's nice that you're kind and understanding so I don't feel too anxious about doing so 👀 so... what about reader going out shopping a dress for an occasion (idk what exactly, something formal-ish ig... a birthday party/dinner maybe?) and the shop assistants make her feel bad by saying things like "we don't have clothes in that big of a size, miss" or "this doesn't suit your fat thighs/stomach" (this has happened a lot to me, unfortunately)? And she gets home sad and spends all week self-loathing and insecure, wearing very baggy clothes and starving herself and pwyc bucky doesn't exactly get what's going on because she doesn't want to discuss it but he feels how down she feels and worries. Then he hears her explaining the experience to eva and he becomes a man on a mission. He has one thing in mind; to shower her with compliments, sweet nothings and have beautiful, passionate and rough sex with her 😏 (and also decides to punch whoever said sh*t about his girl). Thank youuu 💜💜 P.S. Sorry if this was too long☺️

hiii so i just thought of pwyc fluff (bc i love two hopeless romantics) so uhhh what if reader gives bucky a pet name? calls him "love" in front of his friends and bucky just melts and swoons

I just want pwyc reader and bucky to have kids 🫣😬😂 it would be so unexpected and I’m sure bucky would be super excited even if the news comes out of the blue 🥺🥺💕💕 it would be so funny though 😂😂

Just finished your dark soulmate Bucky fic-absolutely loved it, stayed up WAY too late reading it because I couldn’t stop. I was wondering if kids are ever discussed between them? I feel like no for both of them because Bucky seems too greedy to share the reader/lose time with her and I don’t know if the reader would really want babies with him after their start, even if she’s forgiven him. But I do wonder what would happen to Bucky’s mindset-does having a daughter make him realize any new aspects of what he did? Does a son make him worry about raising a man who could do what Bucky did to his own soulmate?

I have a pwyc prompt! Reader borrows Bucky’s beloved car as hers is in his shop. He tells her to be careful as it’s his baby. She misjudges a turn and wrecks it, only gets minor cuts/bruises but goes hospital to get checked out in case concussion. She doesn’t want to see bucky - freaking out about seeing him and admitting she crashed his baby but of course his main worries lie with someone else’s welfare!

what if reader wasn't bucky's soulmate but he wants her anyway. (long request)

Sorry in advance if this is too indulgent even for fanfic, but would you be interested in a prompt where pwyc Bucky is thrilled that the reader is gaining weight? Either because he takes it as a sign that she’s happy so she eating more, they’re going out on fun dates and have delicious things to eat or they’re spending too much time together for her to work out, etc etc. but he’s super into it. And loves to show it, especially during moments when she’s upset about it? So it’s something positive instead of negative.

Hi Bella. Love your work and love that you write curvy/plus size reader as I’m a curvier girl myself. I was wondering if you could write a Drabble/fic with pwyc bucky worshipping/praising reader’s bigger body - maybe she’s having a bad self image day or similar and he kisses all of her curves and lumps/bumps because he genuinely adores her figure and also is very much turned on by her even if she sometimes worries his muscular frame would be better suited to smaller partners as he’s so in shape.

This but she hurts herself bad?🤔🥺

“You come across any other kinks you wanna try, you just let me know. You know I’ll do anything for you, pretty girl.” Hmm how about breeding kink combined with marking kink. I believe the possessive side of Bucky here would absolutely eat this up and be feral. Would love to see your take on this, but if you don’t want, that’s okay! Thank youuu! 🫶🏻

Hi Bella! I have an idea for a PWYC Drabble please don’t feel obligated to respond or make it. So today I was walking and some total jerks yelled out the window calling me fat. I wonder how Bucky would either comfort reader or handle it. I know you have something similar with your knight drabble. Thank you for all of the incredible work you’ve given us, this is my favorite series of all time— you’re a great writer. ♥️🥹

Hi! I’m a huge fan of PWYC and I was wondering if you thought about doing a pregnancy one shot, or multiple shots related to Bucky and reader starting a family? I’m curious how the dynamic would be considering how Bucky already acts towards reader and how he tends to be very loving but also on consistent watch over reader. If you don’t like the idea or aren’t interested that’s totally okay too!

steve rogers:

I would love to see a stalker Steve Rogers who thinks he’s “courting” you when he buys you presents off your (private) wishlists, takes care of chores around the house when you’re sleeping or away, has lunch delivered to your workplace for you, etc. (sure it’s scary and weird all these things are happening to you, but I would also like to come home to packages on my porch and my lawn mowed, you know?)

[barnxyes]

moth to a flame - dark mob andy barber x fem actress reader | Chapter 1

- Summary: You have captivated the boss’s heart much to your obliviousness.

Warning(s): Mentions of stalking, kidnapping, obsession + mentions of guns + needle, armed men, reader is drugged.

WC: 4.6k

AN: Let me know what you thought! Reblogs, Asks & Comments are much appreciated!

With a sigh of exhaustion, your head plopped against the window of the vehicle, eyes heavy as they closed , desperately calling for sleep.

The AC hummed with peace, your driver's hand thumping against the wheel with the music coming from his ear as he continued to drive. Night was yet to come, the sun hidden behind the curtains of gray, dark clouds with shocks of lighting emerging.

Your peace was stolen, taken suddenly with a gasp of alarm as screeching tires resounded, your body lurching towards the driver's seat with force as the car came to a halt. The pain from the seat belt jamming onto your chest wasn’t comprehend from the fear that took over when your eyes set on three vehicles that surrounded yours

“What - what the fuck is going on?”

You couldn’t see it, but Ari gulped, his hand on his holster, ready to unveil his handgun at any second. But yet, he knew he couldn’t do much because an entourage of men in suits made their way out of their black SUV’s, five or six in each.

It was months ago that your management had upped the security after a man tried - but failed to take you as his own.

If anything, you felt bad for the guy, expending his time, YEARS of stalking, and spending his last dime all for you until he realized that you’d never be his to keep. He planned it all, but unfortunately for him he was only one and he was taken in seconds.

But, all extent security seemed a bit too extreme and stupidly you’d only taken Ari in because the man was trustful and the most loyal man to date. “Stay calm ma’am. They might just ask for money.”

“Money? Ari, look at them. They don’t need money.”

Surprisingly, he took to rolling down the window with not an ounce of fright in his voice or expression. But, you on the other hand trembled slightly, giving a tight lipped smile when the eyes of the man who approached the windom connected with yours. He dressed simply, a black leather jacket wrapped around his upper torso with washed out blue jeans and aviator sunglasses that he took off and handed to a man behind.

The man stopped just next to Ari’s door, his hand wrapping around the front of his pants as his other dragged through his shaven head.

“May I help you gentleman?” Ari started.

“You very well can, sir, Mr. Levinson. I’m gonna have to ask you to step out of the car. The three of you.”

Ari didn’t miss a beat. “Why?”

The man’s eyes traveled once again to yours, a hint of a smirk forming on the corner of his lips. “Boss’s orders.” He shrugged. “Curtis, pleasure I’m sure. Please, don’t make this difficult. Oh, also hand over the sidearm that I know you’re holding.”

It seemed he didn’t know patience, for he sighed, his hand immediately pressing the SUV’s buttons that unlocked the vehicle. Ari was quick too, taking advantage of what the man standing before him did, pointing the gun straight at him.

Curtis smirked, raising his hands up in the air with mockery because as soon as Ari raised his firearm, more were soon to follow from the entourage of men that stopped your car.

“Well…this is awkward. You brought a knife to a gunfight.” He pouted with a derisive laugh as he shook his head with faux disappointment and sighed. “Get her out.”

“Don’t you dare touch me!” You grunted, kicking at the two men who came for you, their hands gripping your forearms with a harshness that made your skin burn. “Ari! Let me go!”

“Please, ma’am!” One of them spoke. “Don’t be difficult. We truly do not mean you any harm.” His sentence fell on deaf ears for you kicked one where the sun did not shine and punched the other just as Ari had taught you. They both cried out, tending to their injuries with grimaces and while they did, you took the opportunity to run, dashing through the barrier of cars that stood around you.

But Curtis was faster, and with a cackle he wrapped his arms around your middle, his grip tight as your body flailed. “Not so fast Ms. Hollywood.” He gritted. Behind you, you could hear Ari’s grunts of struggle against the hold of multiple men holding him back from getting to you.

“Why are you doing this!”

Curtis was strong, holding you in his vice grip with one arm as his other went inside of his leather jacket, fishing something out of it and when you saw it, the thin and clear syringe in his hold, you cried out even more, thumbing your legs against his boots.

He hissed, annoyed with the slight sting. “Like I said -,” he spoke, gritting the top of the needle with his teeth before spitting it out on the ground and inserting it inside your skin.

“No, no no.” Mumbling, your body sagged against his as your vision blurred and your body felt heavy.

“ - bosses orders.”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Hello Again! Yes Bad neighbour with Dark/yandere Andy Barber. It was so good I was wondering if you were going to make it a series or make a second part?

Ohh the Andy drabble, yes now I remember. At the moment, I don't have plans for a part 2 especially cause my Andy Barber fixation has passed 😭

[sarahowritesostucky]

Lost my poll so let's have a redo:

Vote and please re-blog!

[navybrat817]

I know its late to send this but i was rereading your sugar daddy Andy barber and the "He phrased it like a statement instead of a question. How did he know you were single? Or was he guessing?" lines make me feel like Andy is also a stalker and kind of a dark character? Idk i just like my sugar daddies dark and obsessed with me

Is he dark, lovely, did he do his research, or was it a lucky guess? Funny you mention that because I've had a couple of people ask if he's going to be soft!dark or dark. If I had a chance, I'd write a path A and path B where he's sweet in one and dark in the other. 😏

Love and thanks! 💙

[slothspaghettiwrites]

Dirty Andy thought...sex with Laurie just isn't the same anymore, Andy's so fixated on you and how you make him feel that when he's going at it with Laurie, he just sighs frustratedly like "This isnt working anymore. It just isn't the same with you than it is with her"

I'm in a Yandere mood thanks to @danneelsmain so now all I can think about is... (Dark, Yandere vibes below, oh and murder)

You and Andy have one "drunken" night, have a few too many after winning a big case and fuck in the back seat of his car. It's sloppy and desperate and so fucking thrilling. Andy can't remember the last time he felt so good and alive. He'll never forget the way you whispered in his ear, confessed to him that you've wanted him for a long time, that even though you know it's wrong, you wanted him to fuck you just this once.

He doesn't care that Monday at work you apologized, he doesn't care that you beg him to forget about it, that it won't happen again, and that you two should remain professional colleagues only. Andy's had a taste at living again and his isn't going to let it go. Every time with Laurie feels like he's cheating on you now. She doesn't make the same sounds, she doesn't grip his cock right, her lips don't make him feel anything. She isn't you.

Andy's got connections now, despite what he's said to Laurie he's patched things up with his Dad. It's almost too easy, with you going away for a weekend and Laurie being so disposable to him now that he knew what she'd done. He follows the vague instructions he'd been given, filling in the blanks with what he knew from years of putting away killers. Laurie doesn't even put up too much of a fight. It was easy stuffing her into her own trunk with a suit case full of clothes she'll never wear. He drives out to meet up with a guy who used to be cellmates with his dad. The exchange is quick and painless. He drives back to the house and picks up his bags.

When you get home on Sunday, you almost call the police. The fresh roses in the entryway, an extra pair of shoes that don't belong, the smell of your favourite pizza saturating the air. But then you see Andy, corkscrew in one hand and bottle of wine in the other, wearing sweatpants and freshly showered.

"Perfect timing, honey, let's eat. I got your favourite."

[hansensgirl]

summary. | Mr. Barber’s feelings for his cleaner are more than professional.

prompts. | Andy Barber + Yandere + “Think an old man like me can keep up?” + conditioning/grooming, requested by @baalsgurl1913!

pairing. | Dark/Yandere!Andy Barber x female!reader.

warnings. | NON/DUBCON (mostly dubious consent), abuse of power, stalking, yandere, obsession, spying, orgasm (f), large age gap (reader is legal), grooming/conditioning, gaslighting/manipulation, and more. 18+ MINORS DNI!

author’s note. | this is a part of my Dark Concepts (2023) request form. thank you for taking part in this event! please enjoy and don’t forget to reblog. MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY! taglist: @hansensfics

You’ve always had a soft spot for Mr. Barber—and it seemed he had one for you, too. 

You would clean the Barbers’ house every now and then when Andy and Laurie’s jobs made them too busy, and their son couldn’t bother to learn how to help out. You didn’t mind it. They paid a good amount and were always so kind to you.

But that was before it happened. And now Mr. Barber hires you because he’s grief-stricken, and you’ve known him for so long.

It’s not hard to tidy up behind him. He has manners, and you can’t help but feel bad for him. Andy’s entire life fell apart, and everyone watched in amusement.

Everyone except for you. No, you would never. You’re a good girl; he knows it. So sweet with your patterned dresses and adorable sweaters. You tell him ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ for every little thing, giving him those eyes that make him want to wreck you on the spot.

It really isn’t his fault that he watches you outside your work hours. He has to keep you safe anyway—don’t you know there are dirty criminals on every corner? And, plus, you made him do this. You’re too pure, too wholesome—and all his. Even though you don’t know it yet.

“That’s it for today, sir. Is there anything else you need?” you hum, light jacket on your shoulders with your purse on the chair since you just polished the countertops. “Actually, there is something else you could do for me,” Andy says, grunting as he stands up from his spot on the couch. 

He stayed there the entire time, making sure you did your job well. You didn’t mind.

“Oh, what is it?” you ask, already shrugging your windbreaker off. “Have a drink with me?” he offers, walking to the fridge. He grabs a beer for himself and a coke for you, knowing that you wouldn’t want to drive home with alcohol in your system. But you don’t have to worry. Not anymore, at least.

“Er, thank you. You’re always so kind to me, sir,” you tell him, sitting down on the couch. He joins you, his thigh touching yours. You involuntarily try to make yourself smaller, nervously giggling at the contact. When you look up at the much older man, he looks different. Pained, almost, with dark eyes and a clenched jaw. Is he upset? Did you do something wrong? Worry gnaws at you.

Andy looks down at you and remembers when you first started working for him. It was a warmer day than usual, and he had come home early at Laurie’s request. She was worried a young thing like you—who had turned eighteen a few months prior—would steal something valuable from the house.

She didn’t know that the only priceless thing had become you, and the worth of their home would decrease drastically when you weren’t there.

You take a sip of your chilled drink, resisting the urge to chug it after all your hard work.  

Andy places a hand on your thigh, but you don’t think much of it. He’s done this before, especially when he feels you’ve been exceptionally good that day.

“Y’know, honey… I really appreciate you coming here so often,” he starts, patting your leg. You smile, slightly embarrassed by the attention. “Really. I mean, you’ve put up with me for so long—through everything…”

You nod sympathetically, knowing what he’s referring to. 

“I just feel like I owe you. More than a raise or a gift,” Andy admits, and you start shaking your head. “No sir, really. I’m fine—thank you for everything. I already have so much,” you say. He quirks an eyebrow.

“Do you?” he asks, puzzling you. You take a larger gulp of the Coke. “Yeah…” 

“Don’t lie, sweetie. I know you don’t. Going back to that little matchbox of yours? With your slob of a roommate waiting for you to clean her messes?” he scoffs, and your eyebrows furrow in confusion. “What do you mean, sir?” you question.

“You know what I mean. I’ve seen it all, honey. I can give you so much more—haven’t I already?” he reasons, and it’s only when you feel a chill of air that you realize that your dress has been lifted up, and he can see your underwear. Oddly, you don’t fight him. It’s Mr. Barber—kind, sweet Mr. Barber, who cracks dad jokes and isn’t afraid to order pizza nearly daily. He’s been touchy before, but you’ve never paid any mind to it. Maybe that’s how he shows love.

“And please, call me Andy. You’ll have to, eventually,” he says, inching his fingers closer to your core. Your breathing gets heavy from nerves and desire. “I– I just don’t get it, sir—I mean, Andy. I’m a little scared?…” you confess, and he coos at you.

“That’s alright, sweetie. I’m here for you. Don’t you know how much I love you? I would never hurt you.”

His words make you dizzy. You feel his large, warm hand dip into your panties, and you let out an exhale. You’ve got a vice-like grip on the glass bottle he gave you, but it nearly slips when Andy finds your clit with ease. 

“Now, I know you’re young and all…” he starts, rubbing slow circles on your nub. He can feel your wetness, and it takes all of him to not pounce on you right then. You gasp from the pressure, and your free hand reaches down to grab his wrist, but you don’t push him away. Instead, you keep him there as if he has threatened to pull his hand away and leave you a writhing mess on his couch. “Think an old man like me can keep up?” he asks, and your eyes flash to his face. He’s got mild wrinkles and a slew of greys peppered into his hair and beard. You’ve always admired the look, even though he was married. “It’s been a while, but I can go a few rounds. You get me so hard, honey.”

You quickly come undone on your boss’ fingers, and he drinks in the sight, even though it certainly isn’t the first time he’s seen you have an orgasm. And it will never be the last. 

[ficstoreadinthedark]

I’ve reached a new milestone with this blog even though I’ve only posted like once or twice a year.

I’m thankful you guys are still following even though my blog has been very inactive, I wanted to give a little back to you guys with opening requests for a series of themed drabble fics.

I’m stuck between something dark, like a series of yandere Drabble fics for marvel actors, or going semi-fluffish with series of arranged marriage fics going from little light-hearted stuff to dark-ish.

The choice is yours guys~

[bonkywobble]

Hi can I ask for

🐣- "I want a baby. What about you?"

🍫- "Did you say something?"

💚- "I'd hate to have to share these photos to your parents"

With a female reader?

Have a nice day regardless, stay hydrated and well!

Tender

Prompts: 🐣 - “I want a baby! What about you?” 🍫 - “Did you say something?” 💚 - “I’d hate to have to share these photos to your parents.”

Pairing: Dark!Andy Barber x F!Reader

Word Count: 1,195

Warnings: implied smut, implied noncon, mentions of drugs and drug abuse, blackmail. This blog and all works associated with it are 18+ only. Minors do not interact or follow. Please heed the warnings - if this makes you uncomfortable then click away. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION.

Disclaimer: I do not give anyone permission to take, repost, copy or translate my stories, regardless of whether or not they are credited. This blog and all works associated with are 18+ only. Minors please do not interact or follow.

A/N: Finally got around to writing some Andy Barber, guys! Y’all keep hydrated as well.

You look up at the clock as it hits 7, a tired sigh escaping you as your coworker finally, blessedly, packs up her things and leaves. You do your best to ignore the side eye she gives you as she walks past, so sure she knows the real reason you’re staying late tonight.

You know why she did that, and most of the time she’d be absolutely right. You were sleeping with your boss, after all. But the glares and gossiping of your colleagues had begun to outweigh the temptation that was your handsome, dominating employer, and the whispered rumours floating around were quickly replacing the harsh praises he would murmur into your ears as he bent you over his desk.

No matter how good that man fucks you - and god, was he skilled at fucking you, marking you, making you feel him for days after - it wasn’t worth ruining your reputation permanently; no one wants to be known as ‘that’ employee, the one who only works best on their back.

No, after weeks of sneaking around with Andy Barber you were done. It was a mistake to begin with.

Collecting your purse and phone you stop, eyes briefly closing in resignation. Really, the only ones at fault were you and him, and considering you’d been living here for only three months? There was nobody who’d jump to your defence anytime soon. Your only option was to hand in your resignation letter now and hope that he understands. That, and pray he doesn’t have a twin running shit at your next place of work.

Adjusting your handbag, you rap your knuckles against the door of his private office.

No response.

Realising there was a high probability he was too wrapped up in his latest case file to be paying attention - despite how well you managed his schedule - you quietly push the door open.

When you saw him, you realised just how right you were. Rubbing his chin with one hand, another holding what is most likely information regarding his latest client. You took a moment to drink the sight of him in, imagining those pink lips pressed against yours, consuming you just one last time.

C’est la vie.

“Andy?”

He jerks his head up, his attention abruptly torn from the pile of forms. He blinks and you see his professionalism slowly creep away. “Did you say something?”

“Yeah. Mind if I come in?”

A gesture to the chair in front of you is all the permission you need. Taking a seat, you do your best not to respond to the way his hungry gaze rakes over you.

“So, what can I do for you this time? Need my opinion again?”

With a man as good looking as Andy, it’s hard to not take the bait. You swear you can still feel the marks on your thighs from last week’s ‘opinion’. From the way his middle finger rubs against his bottom lip, it seems he hasn’t forgotten either.

Tearing your eyes away, you reach into your bag. Your search doesn’t last long.

“Actually,” you say, straightening yourself, “I’m here to give you this.”

Finding the piece of paper you hand it over, ignoring the slight tremble in your hand. Not even a few seconds into reading it Andy’s face grows dark.

“This is a joke, right?” He asks as his eyes lock with yours, all traces of light teasing now gone.

Despite how pissed off he’s getting, you continue. “No Andy, it’s not. Four weeks from now should be enough notice for you. I’ve even organised some notes and instructions for your next assistant to look at when they start-“

“Fuck that,” he interrupts, rising to his feet. Palms flat on the desk he leans towards you, his anger palpable, “you’re not leaving.”

Hating how confrontational he’s becoming you quickly get up, determined to stand your ground. “I’m done, Andy. If you won’t accept the notice then I quit, effective immediately.”

As you turn to make your escape, you hear him call your name. You push against his demands, and your hand touches the door knob.

"I'd hate to have to share these photos with your parents!”

You freeze, his desperate tell silencing all but the sound of blood rushing in your ears.

“What the hell do you mean?” You spit, desperately attempting to dampen your panic.

The clatter of photos on the desk draws your eye. You can barely make them out, but once you do your breath hitches, stopping the bile from moving further up your throat.

“You’re lucky they caught you the first time you went out of control, sending you to rehab before you could get arrested,” he monologues while you shuffle over, “but imagine how they’d feel if they found out you were still smoking?”

Your lips quiver as you pick up a photograph of you lighting a joint while you stand on your back porch, and you’re not sure which is worse - the fact that he knows you do this, or thinking about exactly how managed to get those photos.

“I’ve come a long way since then,” you feebly protest, “it’s only every once in a while.”

He tuts in amusement, rounding his desk. “I know, and credit where credit’s due. But unfortunately for you, I read your patient file. And in it, the psychiatrist notes that you made a promise to your parents that you’d never, ever, touch another substance again.”

The deep, sinking horror you feel at the thought of Andy violating your privacy so blatantly is overshadowed only by the feel of his chest against your back. The cage around you shrinks.

“What do you want?” You whisper, struck with terror.

You flinch when a broad hand settles on the back of your neck, gripping you tightly before turning you slight to face him. The expression he wears is simultaneously cruel and soft, and you find it hard to believe it’s on a face you’d been happy to smile at.

“I want my life back to normal,” he starts, “I want something to be proud of. I want a beautiful wife, and I want a baby.”

A low sigh leaves him, air brushing against the side of your face. “I just want to stop feeling so damn lonely.”

Had he not just admitted to wanting any of this with you, you might feel a little more sorry for him. The townspeople have never let go of the misfortune that surrounded Andy Barber, and within a week of moving in you’d joined them in offering some kind of silent support.

But you never signed up for this.

“What about me?”

“What about you?” He scoffs, pressing himself further into you. “I’m the one who calls the shots here. Honey, you’re just here to listen and do as you’re told.”

The hold on you neck tightens momentarily before you’re shoved against the desk. You shriek as you struggle against him, paperwork and photos flying onto the floor. You can feel his heated length against your ass, his feet kicking your legs open.

He chuckles against your ear, “After all, that is what I hired you for.”

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

Masterlist

Be aware that these are fiction works made for entertainment purposes. It includes yandere behaviours and several triggers so make sure to READ THE WARNINGS at the beginning.

I do not support any of these toxic behaviours.

Please, be 18+ to read this, no minors are allowed. 

EVERYTHING IS YANDERE/DARK.

Reader is always female.

YANDERE CONCEPTS

↪ Masterlist

MY HERO ACADEMIA (BNHA)

↪ Masterlist

LUKE CASTELLAN

↪ Masterlist

THE BOYS

↪ Soldier Boy

STRANGER THINGS

↪ Billy Hargrove

DRABBLES

▶ Sad Story - You and Billy have a fight but he knows exactly the right cards to play to make you come back to him. (Emotional Mnaipulation)

▶ Bad Manners - Billy has to teach you a few manners, even if it’s the hard way. (Domestic Violence; Slapping; Toxic/Abusive Marriage)

DEFENDING JACOB

↪ Andy Barber

DRABBLES

▶ Bad Neighbour - Your neighbor is set on having you, no matter what you say. 

WEDNSDAY

↪ Xavier Thorpe

DRABBLES

▶ Him as a boyfriend

(No more works about him)

SCREAM VI

↪ Ethan Landry

UMBRELLA ACADEMY

↪ Five Hargreeves

DUNE

↪ Paul Atreides

GOTHAM (TV Show)

↪ Bruce Wayne

OUTER BANKS

↪ Rafe Cameron

BULLET TRAIN

↪ Tangerine

GOT

↪ Masterlist

HOTD

↪ Masterlist

HARRY POTTER

↪ Tom Riddle

↪ Regulus Black

MARVEL

↪ Peter Parker

↪ Steve Rogers

↪ Tony Stark

↪ Bucky Barnes

↪ Pietro Maximoff

[georgiapeach30513]

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

We’re back with some more smutty, kinky, and dark fun for the month of October.  These one shots are not from any existing AU.  These will get very dark so read ALL warnings before hand.  My blog is an 18+ ONLY space.  All minors and hate will be blocked.  This is fiction, have fun.  This year I’m introducing a few more characters instead of just Chris and Sebastian characters...

Ablutophilia with Chris Beck Breath Play with Ari Levinson Candaulism with Nick Vaughan Dacryphilia with Mike Weiss Ejaculating Toy with Chase Collins Forced Voyeurism with Nick Fowler Grooming with Napoleon Solo Hate Sex with Ransom Drysdale Innocence Kink with Frank Adler Jealousy with William ‘Ironhead’ Miller Key Party with Andy Barber Lactation Kink with Jake Jensen Mutual Masturbation with Mickey Henry Non-Con with Jax Teller Objectification with Lance Tucker  Possessive Behavior with Angel Reyes Quirt with Steve Kemp Ravishment Fantasy with Jefferson Somnophilia with Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes Tea Bagging with Dean Winchester & Soldier Boy Uteromania with Justin Capshaw Vampire Gloves with Sam Winchester Water Play with Captain Syverson  Xenophilia with Tyler Rake Yandere with August Walker Zipper Dinner with Lloyd Hansen Electrostimulation with Mr. Freezy Harpaxophilia with Curtis Everett Housewife Kink with Clark Kent Kidnapping with Walter Marshall Coercion with Carter Baizen & Bryce Langley

[navybrat817]

Im thinking how any of the mafia men would let me have the home library i want so much

But especially soft dark ones. After kidnapping and isolating me they knew i would get bored pretty easily so they just let me make my own library in one of the biggest room in their absolutely-not-so-small manor.

I just want a room to chill and read and keep my precious books. Maybe also want to get fucked against a bookshelf or on my reading table or on the leather couch.

Would you like that Navy? Having a library of your own?

Lovely, I'm not going to object to having my own private library. Allow me to share this AMAZING Nix edit again of librarian!Bucky that I used for Prized Possession.

Librarian or Mob, Bucky is allowed to keep me, give me my library and fuck me against every single shelf. He's MORE than allowed. I welcome it. Please. ❤️

But you know who else would be good for that? Andy.

Andy appreciates deep conversations and would ask about the books you've read after he has completely and utterly wrecked you. Whatever book you want or design for the library, you'll have it. He wants you to be happy. All you have to do is keep him happy.

Love and thanks! ❤️