#my husband 💍

[loganscyangutspill]

He is such a baby girl

[sstan-hoe]

𝑺𝒆𝒙 𝒐𝒏 𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒔

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — boyfriends dad!andy barber x fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — Andy and you fuck and almost get caught

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, slight breeding kink, p in v, unprotected sex (well readers on the pill), you fucking use protection in real life

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — please I hate this, I wanted to make a hot boyfriends dad!Andy fic where i cab make more parts and add characters and they have a gangbang and now look what came the fuck out. like, reblog and comment if you like!

A hand was clamped over your mouth to keep your moans from escaping as his hips thrusted inside you. Moving your body and causing that desk under you to shake.

Light creaks could be heard from the maple wood. The sound made you feel anxious that your boyfriend could hear the sins you did with his father. As if Andy could feel what went through your body his hand let go of your mouth and grazed your cheek.

"shh darling, don't worry he won't hear a thing. He's too busy playing that video game," his words were meant to smooth you.

However, knowing how Jake played his video game. First it all went normal, then he shouted into the headset, then got angry and then threw the headset on the ground.

In one of the last moments he could hear you.

"Andy what if he's searching for me after ending the game? What if he lost, got angry, stopped and put the headset away?"

"Darling I'm balls deep in you and while I enjoy the thought of getting caught, I'd appreciate if you stop talking about my son." your cheeks heated up and you were about to apologise when Andy thrusted full force inside you.

A high pitched moan flied your mouth, but in the last second Andy stuffed his fingers into your mouth.

"Just can't keep quite can you little girl?" Andy murmured against your ear. He loved the noises you made but it was dangerous when his son was in the house.

His hand pressed sharp circles on your clit. You could burning pleasure flood the pit of your lower stomache.

Andy felt you tighten your walls around his cock, he retrieved his fingers from your mouth. "you're gonna cum baby? Cum for your daddy like he asked you."

The wave of pleasure consumed you, stars forming in front of your eyes. Andy always had a way with words.

"Now, baby...mouth or pussy?" Andy asked as he slowed his movements, "pussy please...." With a smirk Andy picked up his movements. Knowing it was wrong to get off on the thought of seeing your round and swollen with his baby he couldn't help himself.

With a held back grunt Andy released his white seed inside you. "going to look so beautiful round and swollen with my baby."

"Yes, please fuck a baby into me daddy." You were going to kill him someday with this filthy mouth.

Andy came to a stop, his hands rested on either side next to your head. Supporting his weight above you, his lips capturing yours in bruising kiss. Your hands cradled his face keeping him close. His tongue darted between your lips, your tongues fought over dominance. You knew Andy would always win, he made you weak in so many ways.

A knock interrupted the intimate moment followed by Jake's voice cutting through. "Dad? Have you seen y/n, she said she would go to the kitchen but I checked there and she wasn't in."

You let go of Andy, eyes growing wide. The feeling of pleasure left and was replaced with panic.

"She went out to buy a few grocery, should be back soon!" Jake accepted Andy’s answer and went back to his video game.

Andy turned his face to you, instantly he wrapped his arms around you to help you calm down. "He almost caught us! Oh my god, how can you be so calm Andy?" You went to get of the desk but realised Andy’s dick was still in your cunt.

Without hesitation he pulled out knowing it would be better and help calming your nerves.

"Hey, hey its okay. Jake thinks you're not here...we're gonna take a bath now and then I will make up a lie about going to a friend while we're actually getting groceries!"

You looked at him, asking yourself if he was serious. This could have all been avoided. Yes you shouldn't have gotten involved with your boyfriend's dad but that man was sex on legs.

[mad-aims]

And done! @thestrangestperson 💛

I really enjoyed working on this! 😚💖

….I’m crazy for Crowley’s chest hair! 🥵

[artismeyou-12]

WHY HE LOOK SO HANDSOME 😭😭😭😭

I'm simp this guy help-

I NEEED MARRY HIM 👹👹👹👹👹👹

[avalkyriessinfuldream]

🌹{ I knew, I was the one he cared for hehe }🌹

I just woke up from a long nap which I feel behind on my tumblr. It’s okay though I’m up now and will be posting and re-blogging now that I’m up.

Both Gorgeous fucking men 🤍🗡️

[mrsoharaa]

No, I don’t wanna fix him (he’s perfect the way he is! Could use a slight attitude adjustment- actually, no we keep the sassy man the way he is lmao. He wouldn’t be Miguel without the broody attitude 😍😋 but he is literally perfect!) 🥰❤️🫶🏼

[tw1nkee28]

Fanart for a friend on discord! FRIEND'S ACCOUNT-> @duskmidnight7331

(*COUGH* he told me I would get a date with him if I made fanart *COUGH*)

[straysketches]

As a Brooklyn fangirl, I am being FED this year 😭🙏🏾🙌🏾💯✨️

[sebsxphia]

Alright. Here we go. We’ve all seen Glen’s story. Him looking down at you like that? Jail.

Jake in that black suit and you in formal attire as well having come home from some event. You’d been a brat the whole time. Teasing him, whispering what you wanted him to do to you when you got home.

He’s now got you on your knees. Gagging you with his tie while he secured your wrists behind your back with some sink 😵‍💫

- Teddy 🧸💖

@thesluttyarchivist i b-lined so quickly to this i’m not even ashamed 🥴 for reference -

you sauntered through your doorway and into your hallway first with jake trailing behind. the car ride home had been tense the whole way home to say the least. your incessant teasing didn’t stop at the navy event, oh no. you’d continued it in the car with your hand squeezing his thigh and getting cosy into his side, whispering the worst things you wanted to do to him. jake could barely focus on his driving, his jaw set firm and his knuckles gripping the wheel so tightly they turned white.

the door was shut behind him and clicked and locked shut. no one was getting in or out for the rest of the night. you were trapped. you had already made your way upstairs to your en-suite, not before turning on your heel and flashing him a shit eating grin, your hips swaying as you fled to the safety of your bedroom.

you caught jake’s hungry gaze in the reflection of the mirror as you shedded your earrings and took down your hair. what you failed to notice was the thin stretch of rope jake had somehow retrieved from your bedroom drawer without you realizing. he ran it through his palm with a ‘whip’ sound causing to ripple through the air.

“ooh. gonna tie me up, lieutenant? i wished you would’ve done that earlier.” you taunted him.

jake let out a snarl and his lip curled upwards. in mere seconds he hoisted you up onto the bathroom counter top and he had your wrists attached to the faucet behind you with the rope.

“you do wish you had that earlier didn’t you? want all my squad to watch as i fuck you.”

you let out a yelp as he secured your wrists tighter.

“mm, i wish they could. maybe it would even help me come.”

jake barked out a laugh.

“you won’t be coming tonight.”

you let out a whine in protest but jake had already un-done his black tie and was placing it in between your teeth. “shut that pretty mouth up. you’re so fucking needy. can’t you go one night without practically begging me to fuck you? i shouldn’t even give this to you right now. you don’t deserve it.”

jake zipped down his trousers just enough to free his painfully hard cock from your night of being a total fucking brat. your dress was hitched around your thighs and jake seated himself inside of you so easily it earned a low chuckle from the blonde.

you were bucking into his pelvis and trying to meet his thrusts, trying to gain any sort of friction you could on your clit but the restraints behind you kept you from moving too far forward. you babbled out some nonsense but it was muffled by jake’s tie gagging your mouth.

“hm, what was that sweets? not so talkative now are you? oh wait, that’s because you’re stuffed with daddy’s fucking tie like a needy brat.”

there was drool dripping out the corner of your mouth and off your chin. jake lazily reached up and smeared it across your cheek, laughing again in your face. jake barely had a hair out of place, while you had your own saliva drying on your rosy cheeks and your thighs stinging red from his vice like grip.

jake let out a taunting ‘tsk’ sound followed by his cruel words that turned you on an embarrassing amount. “fucking look at yourself, you made a mess. you’re such a messy slut.”

thank you so, so much for this thot my beloved!! i’m not even embarrassed how quickly this thought was conjured up between the two of us 🥴💌💖

[hippolotamus]

Hiiiii, I have a Buddie sentence for you 🥰🥰

"Baby.... baby please"

Well, damn, Sir... you certainly do! On it 🫡

"Baby... baby please." Buck cradles the tiny bundle in his arms, gently bouncing her as he paces the hospital floor, hoping he can settle her. She's been fed and changed, cuddled endlessly by her dads, older brother and extended family. Still her tiny face is flushed deep red, adorably scrunched as she wails, showing off an impressive set of lungs.

She was born several weeks early, surprising himself and Eddie. Not so early that there were many complications, but enough to warrant a few extra days in the hospital as a precaution before she could be discharged.

Loathe as Buck is to admit it, he's spiraling more than just a little with the surprise delivery. He's sure this is a moment his husband would tease him about having triple checked the car seat, setting the bassinet up two months earlier, and attending every birthing class and ultrasound with their surrogate.

Chim and Maddie also added their fair share of mild ribbing about the stack of What to Expect type books Buck seemed to carry with him everywhere. His brother in law cautioned him about becoming over attached to the content, telling him that it's all great in theory, but goes completely out the window once the baby arrives.

But, well, the thing is... that's great for everyone else to say. To do their best to reassure him. They've already walked this path and know what to expect. Buck feels like he's been studying for the most important exam of his life and he's failing miserably. He's exhausted - mentally and physically - from this new little life they're caring for. And they have all the help they could ask for! From nurses and family. How the hell is he gonna do any of this when they take her home?

"Maybe this was a mistake," Buck whispers, his voice cracking on the last word. "Not that you're a mistake!" He adds hastily, because she could never be.

"No, baby girl, never you. Just me." He huffs out a humorless chuckle. "I can't even settle on a name for you. Papa and I have all these wonderful ideas we thought would be perfect. None of them are right though. How awful is that?"

He strokes her forehead, down her button nose, over her puffed up cheeks. He feels so massive and clumsy when he compares the size of his finger to her miniature features.

"What if- what if I never figure this out? What if I can't be the dad you need? It's just-" He blinks rapidly, sniffing back his own tears threatening to fall. "I want everything to be perfect for you. To make sure you're loved and that you know you're loved. I never want you to doubt what I feel about you. What we feel about you. Me, Papa and your big brother, Chris."

As if she's taken his words as some kind of truce, her cries begin to quiet to small snuffles and whimpers. Her cheeks return to more of a rosy pink and her mouth opens in a wide yawn before closing again. Bright blue eyes seem to meet his for brief moments at a time between slow blinks, until the need to rest overtakes her.

Buck stares in awe at little eyelids, smaller than his thumbnail, closed tight. What may as well be microscopic eyelashes fanning against creamy, pale skin. She's perfect.

He tiptoes to the glider chair, slowly easing himself down when movement in his peripheral vision catches his attention. An enormous smile forms when he realizes it's Eddie who is already beaming, soft and sleepy, at both of them. His husband leans down to press a kiss to her forehead before also giving one to a very pouty Buck.

"You know," Eddie says, lightly scratching through the short hairs at the nape of Buck's neck and making him hum with delight. "I wouldn't sell yourself quite so short. None of us know what the hell we're doing."

The implication registers, smacking Buck in the face like he’s been doused in ice water. "You heard all that?"

"I may have stood around in the hallway to give you two a minute," Eddie confesses. "Sure, I had Chris and my nieces. Maddie and Chim have Jee. Hen and Karen have their stories from Denny. But every kid is different. What worked for them might not work for us, or for her." He nods toward their daughter. "What I do know is you are going to be an amazing dad, Buck. You already are. If you didn't love her and care as much as you do, you wouldn't be so affected by this."

"Thank you. I- I really needed to hear that," Buck answers, his words more than a little wobbly. He does his best to wipe his eyes on his shirt sleeve without disturbing their little girl. "Oh, and, uh, I was looking at more names and there's one I want to run by you."

"Yeah?" Eddie crouches next to the chair so he can be closer to them both. "What is it?"

"I, uh, I know it's kind of old fashioned, but I really liked the meaning behind it." Buck swallows, hopeful but preparing himself that this might not be the one either. "What do you think of Evelyn? It means 'desired and wished for'."

"Evelyn." Eddie studies her tiny face before a grin, warm and full of adoration, takes shape. “Evelyn Celia Buckley-Diaz. I love it, mi amor.”

“Celia?”

“It just sort of came out. I thought it sounded nice, but if you don’t like it-”

“Eds, it’s perfect.”

“Just like her.”

“Yeah,” Buck agrees. “Just like her.”

[hellaephemeral]

[sstan-hoe]

◇ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐬 ◇

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — andy barber × fem!wife!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — Andy bought you new shoes and you love them, you wear them everywhere at any chance you get. The only downside is that after a little while they get uncomfortable…

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT, p in v (unprotected), mention of edging, light degrading (very light) spanking (like once), idk what else

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — I won't be posting for a little while now, my plan is to finish some fics and have them ready for all of you!! reblog/ comment and follow!

It wasn’t a new thing that Andy carried you around. He always had the excuse “you’re my wife why would you need to walk?”

However, a few weeks ago he gifted you a pair of black Louboutin heels and you adored them.

You would wear them on every occasion, yes, they were painful but who wouldn’t want to look hot? 

Besides, anyone who wants to look beautiful must suffer.

Recently the two of you attended a party with some of Andy’s colleagues. Of course, he knew you would wear the heels, but if he talked against a wall, he would have had better chances.

As Andy rounded the corner, he saw you standing in front of the mirror at the entrance, wearing a black cocktail dress, golden hoops with a matching necklace and the black Louboutin.

He wanted to ask you if you really wanted to wear them, but he already knew the answer.

So instead, he just snaked his arm around your waist pulling you against him and laying his hand softly on your cheek.

He titled your head up giving you a loving kiss on your lips.

Andy’s lips left yours, but you chased after him to capture him in a passionate kiss. While you were concentrating on the kiss, Andy sneaked his hands down your body.

His plan was easy: seduce you, you're horny and want to stay home and prevent you from being in pain.

Andy softly withdraws his lips from yours once again. He kneels down while kissing down your leg. His hands felt soft against your skin as he lifted your leg with his right hand.

The other one slid down to your feet until it reached your shoe.

A small chuckle escaped you as you realized what he was doing, lifting your foot pressing the sole against his forehead like Margot Robbie in Wolf of Wall Street.

“What do you think you're doing?” you asked in a low voice.

„Darlin‘ I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” Andy gave you those concerning eyes. “Andy they’re painful but sexy and you gifted them to me, I want to wear them all the time.”

Andy sighed in return, “my love you can wear other heels you know I won’t be mad, and you look sexy in everything you wear,” he stood up cupping your face in his large hands, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“No, I will wear them,” with that you turned around and opened the door stepping into the cool air of the beautiful autumn night.

With a sigh Andy walked after you, this was going to be a long night.

The car came to a stop in front of the bar where you would be meeting Andy’s colleagues. Your man turned to face you, “you can still change your mind darlin’,” he said gently but you shook your head, “no, let’s go, we don’t want to be late,” you said and got out of the car.

Andy stayed back for a moment, his mind running wild as he thought of a way to help you. In the end he could only watch you and make sure you were comfortable. After all you were his stubborn wife who he loved with every cell in his body, he’d do everything for you.

Quickly he walked after you, interlocking your fingers with his as you stepped inside the bar.

Said bar was filled with Andy’s colleagues, some you recognized, others you didn’t - not that you minded as most of them were arrogant assholes.

“Ooh, look at you, you look amazin’,” gushed Marta, the wife of Andy’s assistant. She seemed like a nice woman, but god you didn’t like her. She was always chipper, but it often looked like she was faking it.

“Thank you, you look great too,” you answered with a polite smile while guiding Andy’s hand around your waist and pressing yourself against his side.

Andy smiled to himself as he noticed what you were doing, gladly he tightened his hold on you.

Then Marta began talking, she talked like a waterfall and at some point you needed to escape. “I’m gonna get us some drinks,” you excused yourself and took a deep breath once your back was turned to them.

As you walked towards the counter you could already feel your feet hurting. You hated that Andy was right, but these shoes were too beautiful not to wear.

You hopped onto the bar stool and ordered a juice as well as a beer for Andy. Once you got the drinks and stepped from the chair, you hissed at the burning sensation. There would definitely be blisters by the end of the night.

Giving Andy his beer, he noticed the slight distress on your face. He decided to ignore it for now, knowing you wouldn’t say anything.

The conversation continued for a little while, in the middle you had shifted almost a lot of your weight onto him. Andy didn’t mind, but this only showed him how right he was. However the two of you couldn’t quite leave yet.

You kept your posture up, no one but Andy noticed how much your feet started to hurt.

“Look at this sweet arm candy you got there Barber,” a man said who came to stand next to your husband.

Andy turned his head to the man and glared at him, “my wife, looks beautiful and is not arm candy, Chad,” his tone was harsh.

God, some of these assholes could just go fuck themselves and you’d love to slap the shit out of them.

After another thirty minutes you needed to sit down, you nudged Andy’s arm and gestured to a table to sit on. Not asking questions Andy walked with you towards the table, before you could sit on one of the tables there was an extra step to go.

As you lifted your foot to step up, your knees almost buckled in once your foot hit the parquet. Luckily Andy was there to support you.

He didn’t say a word but you knew what he was thinking, “I’m fine,” you said quickly. “I didn’t say anything,” he countered with a knowing smile.

Both of you finished your drinks and you only hoped Andy didn’t want another beer. Seeing how uncomfortable you were, he did the only right thing.

With a sigh he slipped out of his shoes and pushed them towards you, “come on, take ‘em of darlin’,” he told you. Pouting you slipped them off and handed them to Andy before putting on his - way too big, but comfortable - shoes.

“What will your colleagues think?” you asked concerned, eyes dropping, “I don’t care what they think, I don’t want my wife to feel uncomfortable. Now, let’s get ya home,” standing up in his socks, he held his hand out to you.

“I wasn’t even that uncomfortable,” you argued as you walked out of the bar.

Then almost over the curb and falling into Andy, "okay, darlin'," chuckling he scooped you up into his arms.

He carried you the rest to the car, putting you in the passenger seat and buckling on your seat belt. Kissing the top of your head before giving you the heels and closing the door.

slutty bonus, you whore's

"You're lucky I love carrying you around," he stated as his hand came to rest on your thigh.

"You know, if I didn't know it better I'd say you're disobeying me on purpose…," he growled into the crook of your neck as his hips bucked into you.

"I'm – fuck – sorry!" you have been apologizing for thirty minutes now, being edged three times and you begged Andy wouldn't make it a four. "See, I don't think you're sorry," his tone was almost mean, he mocked you.

"Can feel how tight you are, how you keep squeezing me. I know it turns you on, don't lie to me darlin'," as if you ever could.

You gripped onto the satin sheets, Andy picked his pace up not caring for you – this was a punishment after all.

Not much of a punishment though if you enjoyed it.

"Andy," you rasped, feeling your stomach tighten. You desperately need to live the euphoria.

Complete joy and pleasure building up, "please, please, please," you moaned when he hit that spot.

"Hold it," Andy demanded, railing you, splitting you open. "No, no, I can't!" you cried, shaking your head. Your husband didn't care, he gripped your throat, "yes you can, if you don't…then you won't come at all."

Shutting your eyes, you tried to concentrate on keeping the orgasm inside until Andy allowed you.

He was close himself and already felt his cock twitching, "come, fucking hell," he muttered, rutting into you like a starved man.

You reach the mind-blowing release of endorphins. Clenching to hold onto the feeling until you finally give in and let go. Moans howling through the walls.

Before you could register anything you were turned on your stomach. Ass slapped twice.

"Let's paint that pretty ass of yours, shall we darlin'?"

𝑩𝑶𝒀𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬 — @smile1318 @wintasssoldier @xcaptain-winterx @georgiapeach30513 @alina02 @broadwaybabe18 @jobean12-blog @buckymcu12 @shara-ne @lou-la-lou @pomarildreams

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | @sstanhoe-updates blog where new fics will always be reblogged in case you're not interested in the taglist as it has conditions

[azaleakoneko]

My hand hurts 😵‍💫 but here you go, here’s what I was working on! I had to stop but I figured I’d let whoever was curious see it. I know it’s not the best, but I’ve never really been much of an artist 😭. Anyway, enjoy my unfinished sketch I guess 🙈

[dabislittlemouse]

Burnt raisin am I? I should put you over my knee and spank you silly for that one doll. Although you’d like that wouldn’t you? And what a pervert you are. Staring at me while I’m half naked. I guess it’s okay since it’s you. I’ll make sure to put on a show just for you babydoll~

After all I can’t go disappointing my wife now can I?

HUH-

Wait..I mean.. in a sense that.. yk *panic*

[avalkyriessinfuldream]

{ Good Morning }

I changed my pinned page and put up some Astarion in it, hopefully Thorfinn won’t be jealous~ I’ll always be madly in love with Thorfinn I’m just having a side vampire that came ever take my heart no matter how good looking he is. I’m Trinity Karlsefni & Thorfinn Karlsefni 💍♥️🗡️

More like a hyper fixation because no matter how good the game is and his back story being sad, Thorfinn out does him 💯 & he also was a real amazing person when he was a like during the Viking era.

I guess we all go threw that way when there’s such good looking characters but you have a character that can’t ever put beat that one you love the most and it is Thorfinn Karlsefni♥️💍🗡️

Still can’t wait get mg merch of Astarion, I’m going to shop a bit this morning so I’ll be back and HAPPY MONDAY~ even for those who hate Monday’s enjoy being health and alive 🥰

[silverselfshippingchaos]

husband... he's so cute...