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So the characters I love just aren’t doing it for me like they used to at the moment. I need some new options for fics or new writer suggestions. Maybe a different writer writing for them will give me the energizer juice I need. I did see one of my faves started writing for Mr. wick let me go read that real quick. But I’m open to suggestions. No matter the character of the fic is written well I can always become a fan. That’s how it usually starts when you can’t find fics for a fave mostly anyways.

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CALLING ALL WRITERS!

Once upon a time, the Tumblr community of Aaron Pierre fans made a fun tradition of writing and sharing fanfiction works and series related to the actor or characters played by him, many of which were incredibly enjoyable. That tradition has since been disrupted by a certain subset of individuals within this community. In an effort to reverse that, I have created The Aaron Pierre Writing Contest.

I hope this brings back the fun times and gets our creative juices flowing. Happy writing!

Additional details for clarification:

- Writers can use any character played by Aaron, as long as the work itself remains on theme.

- You are allowed to exceed 2,000 words.

- You may write under any and multiple genres - fluff, horror, smut, etc.

[iwudbutnah]

🤣 not her gifting the cactus. Her sense of humor is hilarious. I don’t consider that a punishment if you get me but then again I can’t do much while sitting there so maybe it is.

Cherry Bomb (Snippet)

A/N: Written for Sexy September Scribbles. September 6 "prompt: “Can you be good for me?”

A/N2: Reader is female, shorter than Steve. No other physical descriptors used.

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"I still don't see what I did wrong," you pout, squirming on Steve's cock as he went through his paperwork.

"You know what you did," Steve calmly tells you before giving you a spank. "Now stay still."

"All I did was give Bucky a nice present for his birthday."

"You gave him a cactus," Steve deadpans. "Specifically the same cactus you attacked him with when he tried to get protection money from you. The same cactus that made it almost impossible for him to sit down for at least a week after getting the barbs in his ass removed."

You giggle. "In my defense, it was funny. Just ask Curtis!" Steve grips your chin and gives you a look that has you clenching around him.

"I'll let that one go, because I know you can't help yourself sometimes. But no more squirming or clenching. Can you be good for me?"

Pouting, you lay against him and whisper, "I can try."

"That's good enough. For now."

Tagging: @alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @irishhappiness; @iwudbutnah; @kmc1989; @lokislady82; @peaches1958; @ronearoundblindly; @thiquefunlover63

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This update to the look of tumblr is a 🤔. I’m really curious how she will break down Steve’s walls he is so in the mindset that this is an obligation and has no intent to really give her a chance. Yet he keeps seeing things about her that not only intrigue him but also give him different opinions of her. I find it funny her favorite artist is none other than her soon to be hubby. I like that his parents are so down to earth it’s so refreshing that they aren’t snobbish and total nightmares to be around. They are actually nice and don’t let the titles define them as a person. Steve’s not a fan of Hansen. Not surprised but hansens not a fan of him either if I remember from hansens story lol.

Royal Arrangements: Proper Introductions

Summary: You and Steve go on your first public outing since your engagement was announced.

Warnings: Sexism (Patriarchal society). Please let me know if I missed any!

A/N: Reader is female. No other physical descriptors used.

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If nothing else, Steve was going to make sure he was polite to you, his fiance. He knew almost nothing about you, except that you were from Carga. The arrangements had been made and you would be moved into the guest wing of the palace for the duration of the engagement. Steve had made sure to ask Jonathan to keep an eye out for details that might reveal more of your character, easing the transition from strangers to married couple.

When he learned you were an appreciator of art, Steve had made sure to prioritize taking you to some of his favorite art galleries for one of your first public outings. Only some, though. He wants to avoid the ones that have his own artwork on display. Sure, they were presented under the false name "Simon Kirby" in an attempt to keep his status from biasing people and critics, but he was worried he'd let something slip. His art is his most closely guarded secret, known only to a few people in the entire world, and he'd like to keep it that way.

As you moved into the palace, you'd had more opportunities to talk, though really it was all just polite small talk for the cameras. If nothing else, Steve knows he can at least count on you to be calm, cool and collected under pressure. A valuable skill he greatly respects.

You've been given an itinerary for your first "date" with Prince Rogers. At first you were excited to see that there were a number of art galleries but, when looking into them, you were sad to see none of them held any works by your favorite artist, Simon Kirby. He wasn't the most popular artist but you loved his interpretations of the world. Sometimes, looking at his works, it felt like each brushstroke spoke to you.

Hopefully this wasn't done because the Prince doesn't like the artist. No one actually knows who Simon Kirby is but it's always possible Prince Rogers doesn't like him. You'll have to resign yourself to a life without your favorite artist. Well, what's one more sacrifice for your kingdom?

Sighing you mentally prepare yourself for a day of agreeing with the man who will rule your life as he will someday rule his kingdom.

The King and Queen insist that you join them for breakfast with Prince Rogers. You'd been hoping for an extra day or two to get settled into the guest wing but you know better than to argue with your future in-laws. It was also a good sign that they had sent Jonathan, their butler in charge of the palace. His high ranking shows that they hold you in some esteem and respect your status as Princess.

Upon entering the dining room, King and Prince Rogers stand and give a small bow. You smile genuinely at the politeness, and give a curtsy.

"Your Majesties," you greet them.

"No need for such formalities," The Queen smiles. "You'll be joining our family soon enough. And our family doesn't use titles when addressing each other." Your eyes widen a little with surprise as you stand up.

"Yes, Steve and I stood up at your entry, but such is the way of proper gentlemen," The King adds. There's a kindness in his eyes you're not used to seeing from men in power.

"Oh, thank you," you nod, moving towards your seat. Your smile grows as The Prince, Steve, holds out your chair for you. You'd heard horror stories about future brides being greeted warmly while the cameras were rolling only to be treated coldly, cruelly, behind closed doors. Maybe there are people watching right now? You push away the thought. For once, you feel hopeful and you don't want to lose that.

"Of course, when the press is about, or we're in public, formalities must be observed. But while we're all here, please do us Sarah and Patrick," The Queen, Sarah, smiles at you while gesturing to herself The King, Patrick.

"Our older son, Ari, is currently in Rumica negotiating with Hansen," Patrick informs you. "But he should be here for the wedding, at the very least."

"Better Ari than me," Steve grumbles. "King Hansen is an embarrassment to the title."

Definitely no one else watching, then, you think. No way would Steve speak so plainly if there was a risk of it getting caught.

"Thankfully for everyone, Ari is much better at diplomacy," Sarah chuckles, shaking her head. "But let us talk of happier things, shall we?"

"Oh yes, your first outing as a couple," Patrick says with a smile. From the corner of your eye you see Steve somehow become even more rigid than he was before. "I understand you were given a copy of the itinerary?"

"Yes, Your---yes, Patrick," you correct yourself. "I was very happy to see that there will be a number of art galleries."

"Oh yes," Sarah perks up. "The kingdom of Bellin has some truly wonderful talent and we are happy to show off a bit of it. Is there a particular artist you're looking forward to seeing?"

You try to hide your wince at the question but Sarah seems to notice so you decide to be honest. "I was hoping to get the chance to see some of the works by Simon Kirby," you explain.

Steve momentarily loses control of his fork and it clatters onto his plate. He clumsily grabs it and tries to quickly get himself back under control.

"I take it you know the artist?" Patrick asks politely.

More than you know, Steve thinks. Even his parents are not privy to his secret. "He's a less popular artist," Steve tries to explain. "Not well known even within Bellin. I was surprised she'd even heard of him."

Your heart drops. It's clear he doesn't want you going anywhere near the artist. It's not fair, but you know better than to question.

"Well we simply must remedy this itinerary," Sarah pushes. "I'm certain it would do wonders for the people to see how one of their less classical, less popular creatives is adored by their new princess."

"Oh, I couldn't impose," you shake your head. "That would be a lot of last minute changes for the security teams, the press, and more."

Steve's breath hitches at your words. You'd already shown yourself to be calm, collected, respectful under pressure. Now you were willing to forego something you truly wanted, the one thing you'd asked for yourself, to keep from being a problem for others. He finds himself considering you in a new light.

"Perhaps on our second outing?" he suggests, surprising even himself.

"Oh, a lovely idea!" Sarah smiles.

Patrick nods in agreement. "This first outing can be spun as simply an introduction of Bellin's culture and highlights. The second outing can be more...specific? Targeted? Showing the people that their new Princess is getting more interested in them and theirs."

"Provided it's based on genuine interest," Steve inserts. "We um...we don't want to lie to the people, right?"

"Of course," Sarah nods. Looking to you she adds, "please do not hesitate to let us know your preferences or your interests. Just like with our sons, we are happy to encourage you in areas where you will actually want to help serve the people."

"And it will be a prime opportunity for all of us to get to know each other," Patrick adds. "You will be family, after all."

All you can think to do is smile and nod as you go back to eating. All your life family has only ever been obligation. You had no idea it could be any different. But maybe, just maybe, you could find something here.

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[iwudbutnah]

I’m sorry out of her sister’s, Princess Evie can kiss my ass. She’s annoying as hell. I like how Lexie is the more reasonable out of the three. The more level headed when it comes to them scheming or coming up with plans. Evie comes across as a spoiled entitled brat. Lexie wants reader to be happy and find love. Whereas Evie only cares about herself. The note behind her sisters back I wasn’t expecting. It’s nice that she is rooting for Nick and her sister to get together. I love how she’s scheming to turn his interest away from her but the opposite keeps happening it makes him even more interested than before. I can’t wait to see how that dinner and proposal go down.

Royal Decree: Perspective

Summary: You continue to try to deflect Prince Nick's interest.

A/N: Reader is plus sized and over 30 years old. No other physical descriptors used.

Warnings: Ageism, Body/fat shaming, Sexism (Patriarchal Society). Please let me know if I missed any!

Word Count: ~2.1k

Part of the Royal Vows AU.

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Nick is woken up by his alarm and he freezes for a moment before remembering where he is. Last night's dreams were particularly vivid, adding to the initial disorientation.

If there's one thing he can say about the Zotia Royal Family it's that they make sure their guests are comfortable. The bed they gave him is the largest and softest he's ever been in. Unfortunately it just made him feel lonely.

But, soon enough that wouldn't be a problem. Standard protocol with these kinds of negotiations is a marriage. He and Bucky had talked things out and Bucky agreed to be the marriage candidate if one of the eligible daughters would be a good match. Then Nick met you and he knew that wouldn't be needed. He'd be happy to fulfill the marriage requirement himself.

His thinks about you as he readies himself for the day ahead. You didn't back down from him. You defended your sisters. You're polite to the servants. And damn you are gorgeous. That dark green dress accentuated everything about you.

Nick had asked his personal guard, Conrad, to see what the general consensus of you was. Knowing how fastidious Conrad could be, he should have a full report for Nick by the time he was dressed.

Sure enough, as he stepped out of the bedroom and into the main room of the guest area, Conrad was standing, waiting.

Nick gives a hand gesture, a silent way to ask if the room was safe for free talk. Conrad gestures back indicating listeners, though not hostile ones. Nick nods his understanding. Even allies need to be watched.

"I have the itinerary for the tour today," Conrad says evenly while handing Nick a small folder.

"Any surprises?" Nick asks calmly while flipping past the itinerary to Conrad's findings.

"The eldest Princess will now be our primary tour guide," Conrad replies, his voice giving away nothing.

Nick's heart flutters for a moment thinking you had changed your mind from last night's comments. But then he reads about why you and your mother were delayed to the press conference. Though the exact details were unknown, it was clear you were upset at leading the tour.

He's scared he was too forward and it upset you, made you not interested. He'd genuinely enjoyed your company, your conversation. But if you didn't feel the same...

Nick's attention is drawn to the bullet points about how you are perceived by the media. Competent and strong willed, loved by the people but also already designated as a spinster. Nick huffs at the idea.

He'll figure this out. He just needs more time with you, which the tour will provide.

"Any news from home?" Nick asks as he returns the report.

"Nothing urgent," Conrad reports. "The people do look forward to your return and are already preparing for the engagement announcement. They are under the assumption that the wedding color will be emerald green." In their coded language, Conrad assures Nick that his own people are less judgemental about you as their perspective Queen. Less so one of your sisters.

"You will be accompanying the tour security?"

"As always, Your Majesty."

Nick nods. "I think the people are right about the wedding color."

Conrad returns the nod. "The emerald is especially your color."

Nick smiles at his guard essentially saying, "she's definitely your type."

You and your sisters are awake earlier than usual so you can talk. You have ideas to make sure Prince Fowler loses interest in you and chooses one of them instead.

"At no point is he to sit next to me," you instruct them. "The two of you will take turns sitting next to him in the vehicles and walking next to him at the locations. I'll say I can't because it's easier for me to guide the tour from the front seat or something."

"And when we get to our segments of the tour, Lexie and I can stay next to him, maybe even hold his hand, saying it makes it easier for us," Evie smiles.

"Exactly!" you clap. "Hand holding can do wonders!"

"I'm not sure," Lexie hesitates. "Mother won't be happy."

"What is she going to do? Yell at us in front of the public?" Evie rolls her eyes. "You should be on board with this. It might net you a handsome husband. Unless you're really not interested and then we can just focus on getting me in his line of sight."

"Besides, we're still doing everything Mother wants us to do," you reassure Lexie. "I'm still leading the tour and we'll all still be on our best behavior."

"And if he doesn't change his mind?"

"He will," you and Evie say at the same time.

"Why don't you want him?"

"It's not that I don't want him," you concede. "He's handsome, polite, intelligent, yes. He'll make for a great husband, I'm sure. But I'm too old so I want to make sure my sisters get good husbands, like Prince Fowler."

"I'm still not sure," Lexie sighs. "But I'll do my part."

"Thank you!" Evie beams as she hugs Lexie.

You smile softly at the two of them. Sure, Evie was spoke harshly about your looks, but it's not like she said anything that wasn't true. Besides, you found your happiness in being too old, too large. You can be a good sister and help them find their happiness.

Nick knows what's going on. He sees through your and your sisters attempts to take his attention off of you. He was disappointed at not getting to sit next to you in the car, but accepted your excuse of it being easier to guide from the front seat. That didn't stop him from sitting behind the driver so he could see you better.

From his seat, Nick has been glancing looks at your phone as you read from it or refer to your notes on it. There have been a high number of missed phone calls and notifications. When you'd said you were more involved in the kingdom's day-to-day items, he'd thought it was more working with charities, doing story time readings at libraries. The way your phone is going off indicates much, much more.

It was a struggle to keep up his good manners, though. Especially with how forward Evie was being in trying to get his attention.

"If you will kindly excuse me, Princess," Nick smiles at her, forcing his tone to remain polite. "I am attempting to listen to your sister. I should not wish to be rude as to ignore the hard work I'm certain she's put into this."

Irritation flashes in Evie's eyes but she maintains her polite smile. "Of course, Prince Fowler. I am only overeager for my own section of the tour and to have such a captive audience as yourself."

"I understand," he nods. "I remember being young like you."

Evie's eyes go from irritation to confusion, all while her smile remains fixed. It's another reason Nick isn't interested: she will never challenge him like you already have. Evie and Lexie will never advise on or question his policy decisions. You will. And that's what he wants from his Queen.

You hear Nick's comment about the age difference between him and Evie and your heart flutters a little before you quash it down. Not many men would sound so negative about the age gap between them and their bride. But while he might be hinting at preferring someone older, he could be talking about Lexie. Still on the younger side, but older than Evie. Besides, you need to look out for your sisters and help them find good men. You shouldn't be so focused on yourself, a lost cause.

As the tour gets to the art museum, Evie is only too happy to take over the tour. Normally Nick does appreciate fine art, but considering his tour guide insists on him holding her arm and continually talks about how her patronage has improved the place, it rather detracts from the beauty around him. Especially since you are not on this section of the tour.

You'd excused yourself under the pretext of needing to tend to your businesses. Considering the last minute nature of the tour changes and how active your phone has been, he believes you. More so, he marvels at how well composed you're able to keep yourself.

He already misses your voice and your calmer nature. But he is a new ally to the kingdom of Zotia and so he will behave. Especially since he's certain that if he even accidentally hurts one of your sisters, you will eviscerate him. Treaty or no.

Lexie's section of the tour is more enjoyable if only because she actually talks about the parks and the kingdom's work on natural conservation. And because she doesn't insist on being uncomfortably close to Nick the entire time. Evie is still closer than he'd like, but he will be polite and not say anything, especially not in front of the press.

Still, Nick's smile grows when he sees you return for the final section of the tour before returning to the palace. Despite your ever professional, polite demeanor he senses your fatigue and is extra glad he's behaved for your sisters. The last thing you need is him adding to your workload. Though he does take your return as an excuse to get a break from Evie.

In the downtime between the tour's end and the start of dinner, where he's expected to propose, Nick finds himself back in the guest suite. A nice time to recover from his excursion as he meets with Conrad. The two men sit close so as to speak relatively free without being overheard.

"I received a note from one of the park rangers," Conrad whispered.

"The same one who was giving Princess Lexie heart eyes?" Nick smiles, prepared for it to be a threatening or pleading note to stay away from a lover.

"The very same," Conrad nods. "Though they were not the one who wrote it."

Nick raises an eyebrow but accepts the note.

PN,

My eldest sister speaks highly of you.

PL

Nick smiles. "Just enough information. She's quite smart." Conrad nods in agreement. "I'm glad I'll have an ally with the actual proposal."

In your own chambers you're surprised by a note from one of your servants, a loyal woman who has been in your corner since your first marriage rejection.

"Your Majesty," she curtsies, signalling to you that she has a private message.

You excuse all the other servants under the guise of being frazzled and saying your sisters will need their help more than you. You're not the star tonight, after all.

When the room is clear, she hands you her phone. It's open to one of the newspapers from Hoviriand. There are photos of you and Prince Fowler and your breath hitches. You start reading the article, certain you'll get the confirmation you need that he's out of his mind. Instead, you find the article complimentary.

"This is just a one-off," you shake your head. "It doesn't mean anything."

She takes the phone back and shows you another story talking about your achievements and comments from the people of Hoviriand looking forward to seeing what you could do for their kingdom.

"Why are you showing me this?" you sniffle.

"His Majesty's personal guard asked me to," she smiles. "I do hope you'll consider accepting His Majesty's proposal."

"He can't ask me," you shake your head, unable to control the tears. "He can't."

"Why not?"

"It's...I'm not...I don't...I..."

"He could be good for you. And you deserve good things."

"So do my sisters."

"And as a Queen, you can do more to ensure that they get good matches."

"Let's just get to the dinner," you deflect. "Maybe a sour mood will sour his interest."

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[iwudbutnah]

Random shows I started/watching just because

I started The Bear and I like it I’m only a few episodes into the first season so I have a ways to go to really get a feel for it. I also started Alien: Earth it’s good different but good. Twisted metal S2 and Foundations S3 also. Let me know what/ if any of these shows you have watched/watching and thoughts oh and some recommendations when I have downtime I wanna binge.

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Remembering Chadwick Boseman

11-29-1976 - 08-28-2020

[iwudbutnah]

I’ve been MIA, but I’m excited for your upcoming fics. Looking forward to all of them.

Upcoming fics-

Yandere Sierra Six- reader- Request

Lloyd Hansen x reader- Request

Are you mine (Stucky x reader)- one shot request

Dad Bucky

Steve x reader x Bucky series.

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Damn I’m sad I missed this I for sure would have asked for some of him.

If anyone still reads this blog… drop me a gif of a man and I’ll write something.

The first THREE to do it… I’ll write it tonight.

The catch: no CE characters 😂.

[iwudbutnah]

Love some Tony this was just right. Ha bet he won’t stay away for so long going forward it maybe he will seeing as he knows what’s waiting for him when he comes home.

Skin

This is for @smittenbyvillains. Thanks for the inspo pic!

Tony Stark x Female Reader

Warnings: 18+, handjob, language, unprotected sex, a little light bondage.

Summary | Iron Man to some, Tony to you.

Candlelight flickers in the dark space, the cool breeze skating over his bruised chest, his fingers raw from the work he’d done on his tech toys.

You smirk to yourself.

Tech toys.

The very ones that keep you safe while he’s away. Sentries who know you by name and by heat signature. The ones that could neutralize a threat before it even got within twenty feet of you.

His fingers curl when you tie the silk ties to the headboard, your tongue pressing between your lips.

”Silk,” he hums. “Interesting choice. Is this from your Hermes stash?”

”These are from the trip in Milan,” you answer him, tying them as best you can.

They won’t last all night.

You know him well.

That smirk of his doesn’t leave when you tie the last one, straddling him to look at your handiwork. He looks impressive like this, silver at his temples and the laugh lines worn into his handsome face. The age of a man who has lived and battled the worst of the worst and still managed to come out the other side.

You lean down, kissing his forehead, your hands on his chest. He’s warm under your fingers, the puckered scars a map of the life he’s lived since he decided to be a hero. 

“Each time you come back, you get a new one,” you murmur, kissing his nose and then his mouth. It’s soft, lingering enough for him to close his eyes and feel the distance slowly melting away. You’d been all fire while he was away, knowing he’s at war with something larger than you could ever describe but in here, this space - he’s yours and there is no official title, no trademarked man with the tech.

Here? He’s Tony.

“You see what happens when I’m gone for so long?” He asks, brown eyes full of mischief as he gives a slight tug of the ties. “You get into a little bondage. Who taught you?”

”A lot of research,” you say against his lips. “Impressed?”

You slide down his body, kissing his neck, down his chest as his breath slows slightly to almost a shudder.

”We’ll see.”

You don’t let him see your smile, kissing another scar near his hip before you settle on top of him, feeling how hard he is underneath you.

“Smart mouth for a man who’s tied up and at my mercy,” you say. “Especially since it’s been at least a month since you’ve had me.”

Your fingers pull at the drawstring of his pants, on a mission to make sure you make the most of the newfound boldness that you’ve found since he’s been gone.

The minute your hand wraps around him, his head falls back, his teeth on his bottom lip.

”Maybe not impressed yet,” you whisper, giving it a few strokes as you cup his cheek. “But I haven’t even started yet.”

You look at the clock. He’s got a meeting in less than five hours.

You rise up for a moment, lining him up before you lock eyes.

”I hope you aren’t planning on sleeping,” you tease, sinking down as his hands pull at the ties at the sensation, a low curse spilling from his lips. “Because I plan on making sure you don’t sleep at all tonight.”

[iwudbutnah]

You already have me excited to see what you have in store for this story. I love strong readers who don't take shit from anyone and don't just accept the disrespect that they have been given. I can't wait to see her soon to be ex-husbands face when he sees the divorce papers and she takes him for everything he has. She deserves better and I'm glad she realizes that.

A marriage affair (Prologue)

Summary: You will make him regret.

Pairing: ??? x Wife!Reader, Andy Barber x Client!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: angst, mentions of cheating, strong reader

Your marriage doesn’t end in tears, screams, or sleepless nights spent mourning the loss of the love of your life.

It ends silently, with one last glance at the framed picture of your wedding day.

If you are honest, you expected it to end much sooner.

Your husband was sneaking around for months, believing you were blinded by love.

The gifts he brought home after every work trip or the many nights he spent at the office spoke volumes. The cheap perfume clinging to his clothes and the red lipstick on his collar did the rest.

A guilty conscience is an expensive thing, isn’t it? The gifts, though, remained unpacked in your storage room.

You didn’t want to see what he got you for you. He didn’t do it out of love but to stop you from doubting his love for you.

While he was planning to make an even bigger fool out of you and himself by making things official with an intern half his age, you planned your exit out of this marriage.

You listed every bank account, even the ones he believed you did not know about, and everything he owns for your lawyer.

Andy is an excellent lawyer, reliable and smart. After he quit his old job and divorced his wife, he became one of the most infamous divorce lawyers on the West Coast. He and his team are undefeatable.

He’s passionate about helping the people who have been cheated on. Andy was in the very same situation. Sadly, he lost the house he built for his family to his wife and a son who wasn’t his.

Losing everything to his unfaithful wife turned him into a passionate divorce lawyer. He was all too happy to take over your case.

If you learned one thing while being married to him, it’s that your husband loves money, his reputation, and the home you created for him.

You’re a vicious bitch and will take everything he cherishes away from him. You will make your husband regret cheating on you with an intern.

Andy watches you stand in front of the picture. He stops talking for a moment to give you time before he asks, “Did you change your mind? If you want to give him a second chance… I'd understand.”

“NO!” You rip the framed picture off the wall and toss it into one of the boxes standing on the ground. “Garbage.” You huff, straighten your skirt, and go back to preparing your exit. “I want out, and I want it now. Make him bleed, Mr. Barber.”

“He’ll wish he never looked at that woman,” Andy grins before putting his poker face back on. He cannot deny that there’s something about you that fascinates him.

The experienced lawyer met many women seeking his help. Most of them cried, whimpered, or even went back to a loveless marriage.

Not you. You are standing tall, using the pain your husband’s betrayal brought upon you to move on and pay him back.

“I kept my vows and never looked at another man. He broke all of our promises. Whenever I wanted to talk about having children, he came up with excuses. Now I know he was always looking for a way out. He never settled for me. I was just a side project.”

“What do you want me to do?” Andy looks up from the notes he took during your last appointment. “Y/N?”

“I want him not only to lose money, Andy, but the will to live,” you sit at the dinner table, running your fingertips over the surface. Andy silently watches you, once again, giving you time.

"I can do that," he finally says.

“Do you know how many nights I spent sitting here, waiting for him to come home? Not only during the last months but throughout our marriage. I never complained, never cried, or nagged. I supported him unconditionally so he could build his career while I built mine in silence and without any support.”

Andy nods. “You shouldn’t have to go through all this, Y/N. He’s a fool, like all men looking for fulfillment in another woman’s bed.”

“No, he’s an idiot who thinks with his dick,” you scoff. “I have spent years waiting for him to pay attention to me. Now he pampers an intern who can barely speak in coherent sentences.”

“I admire you for your strength. Anyone else would’ve broken down, gotten mad, and cried facing such heartbreak.” Andy says, in between checking on the papers you gave him today.

"I don't get mad," you huff while looking your lawyer straight in the eyes, "but I will get everything."

Part 1

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i adore him so deeply, but this also gave me a little bit of relief for sam. kinda. a bit. idk we never know anything until it actually comes so i’m never holding my breath but my god anthony deserves his flowers!!!!!

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Bucky Barnes + Knives