I had to think about this one for a minute, but I really like the direction this ended up going in.
You leaned against the bar, forcing yourself to take a deep calming breath; it didn't help much.
"First time here?" a deep voice next to you asked. He was dressed all in black, the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up to his elbows; he radiated dom so strongly you almost couldn't look at him.
"Is it that obvious?" you asked, embarassed by the slight tremor in your voice.
"I'm Andy," he said, extending his hand for a shake, ignoring your question. "Let's go somewhere and talk, see if we might be able to have some fun together tonight."
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for the ask game, "un-bear-able" and your choice of babe 🤭
Brandy!! It took me a little while to figure out where I wanted this to go, but I think I found it🤭
Un-bear-able
Lloyd Hansen x Reader
Imaginary fic title masterlist
You huffed, cheek smushing into the palm of your hand, the other twirling a pen, as you stared at the teddy bear on your desk. Its eyes were peering into your soul, big and bright, so similar to his when he asked for forgiveness three days ago.
Using your pen, you turned the bear around, unable to stand its inanimate gaze any longer, instead letting it face the plethora of gifts lining the opposite wall of your office.
Lloyd smirked at his computer screen as he watched the world spin, stacks of flowers and gift baskets instead filling the frame. You weren’t giving in, but that was okay, he just needed to step up his game.
can i have a Glammr match pls? 🥺✨️ i'm not an adventurous monsterfucker and unusual textures/temperature play are not for me 😔
Name: Jake
Species: Bird Man 🪶
The door opens from the slightest push of your fingertips. Your roommate—and best friend—inside.
“There you are,” you sigh, watching as he moves blankets around and picks up fallen feathers with his talons.
He glances up, pushing his glasses up his nose and smiling. He beckons you in, offers to let you rest in his nest.
You happily accept. Have loved cuddling with the bird man since your college days. His wings wrap around you like the coziest and softest blanket you’ve ever felt.
The two of you lay in his nest, exchanging updates about your days. He cracks jokes and watches as you giggle.
When your phone pings, you wiggle to reach it and pull it out. A Glammr notification. A giddy noise of delight trills past your lips.
Jake’s turn down at the corners in a frown. His wings lift and he stands to give you some space. An excuse about having to preen some feathers down his back.
You pause. Looking up from your screen to watch his retreat. A pang sharp in your chest.
You follow him into the bathroom, tucking your phone away. Asking if anything is wrong. He doesn’t reply right away. A tentative smile on his lips as he turns.
It’s fake. Not reaching his eyes. Something pained behind it. Your brows tilt in concern and you step forward, begging him to tell you what’s wrong.
“You’re the only one for me, chickadee,” he says, using the nickname he gave you so long ago you can’t remember exactly when.
You blink. Realization dawning right along with overwhelming joy. And when you jump into his hold, his wings catch you, wrapping you in their familiar and loving embrace.
im so upset right now i cant even speak 😣😭his nervous hands :(( he's so scared and lonely :((((
gif frm @avengerscompound
noooooo devastated nervous anxious stevieeee 😥😢 when i think about the man out of time deleted scene, i could cry for a million years 😭 we have to comfort him!!!! we have to wrap him in love, tenderness, and give him something to live for!!!! 😖
Anew
pairing: Steve Rogers x reader
word count: 394
warnings: none, but also fresh-out-of-the-ice sad Steve :-(
He looks so sad, almost like you that time you actually cried on this train. Nobody paid attention to you of course, but you still inwardly cringe when the memory finds you. He's rubbing his hands together like he’s trying to soothe himself.
This man seems like he’s strong enough to hold back until he goes home, but you feel so bad for him, bad enough to hand him a metaphorical tissue.
“Umm… excuse me, are you lost?”
He turns his head towards you, and his eyes widen ever so slightly when he figures out you’re addressing him. You ask again, “Are you lost? Do you need any help?”
His lips part a little to speak, but then he stops. He looks like he doesn’t even know where to begin answering your questions. Something about him makes you want to help, so you continue talking. “If you don’t know where to go or when you need to get off the train, I could help you.”
He nods in acknowledgment of your offer. “I… uh, thank you. My stop is coming up soon,” his voice trails off. He looks down at his lap where his hands are still clasped together. “I’m-... I’m new here,” he admits. His every word is crammed with nervousness and hesitation. His eyes move back up to yours and you hope your facial expression is properly conveying the empathy you feel for him. Maybe he’s from somewhere far away with fewer people and a different pace of life.
“This city does move very fast, but you’ll find your footing soon,” you respond. Trying your best to reassure him, you add, “If you’ve made it this far, there’s definitely something here for you.”
His eyes are now the color of gratitude and his mouth lifts into a small smile. “Thank you. I appreciate your words.” Lowering his voice, he continues, “I’ve had a hard time… adjusting, and I just-... I really needed to hear that.”
Thankfulness is written all over his face, and knowing you told him the right thing makes your heart sing. Any more of this and it might be the second time you cry on this train.
He brings his hand out for a handshake and introduces himself as Steve. You shake while giving him your name, and he says, “I’m glad to meet you.” You think so, too.
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if the new years lottery is still open 🤭 jake jensen?
Brandy, love, entries for the babe lottery closed on Sunday 😞
Buuut, for you to start your new year with a happy smile, let me gift you this small thing ❤️
Jake's hair disheveled more than usual and his glasses slightly askew when he abruptly wakes up from a nap, for a few seconds confused about where he is and what's going on;
going clothes shopping with him - not only having him be attentive to whatever pieces you want to try on, but also spending long minutes browsing t-shirt racks together and picking the funniest, cutest graphic tees for him;
Jake's slightly terrified (but turning into horny) expression after he taught you how to play some game and you yelled "Die motherfucker!" while killing off the brutal enemy onscreen;
Jake bringing home huge box of pastries, because he can never decide which one you might like the most, so he buys a lot of them;
dramatically acted out scenes of his own "death" when you team up with his niece against Jake in watergun fights, or laser tag;
cuddling tightly under a blanket, being all soft and clingy;
having silly corny, dirty talk while cuddled, without actually making out;
Jake holding you in his arms and reading romance books with you (voicing his outrage at the mmc's dumb behaviors, as well horny disbelief at how filthy some of the smut scenes are);
Jake sending you pictures of dogs and cats he meets and always asking if you maybe want him to steal it for you;
