Andy Barber hasnt made out like a horny teenager in years until he met you. It's his favorite passtime now.

You in his lap on the couch late at night, the TV the only light illuminating you both. Those large hands were groping every bit of your flesh he could, your hands were in his hair and on his neck to pull him even deeper into your kisses. You were devouring his lips with such fervor and determination that he had to beg for a breath.

"Wait, wait, holy fuck, I need a breather, give me a moment," he sighed with a breathless chuckle. You smiled softly.

"Of course, take your time," you whispered back and kissed along his jaw, choosing to assault his neck and throat instead. He was moaning and tipping his head back to give you more access. God, he loved this.

HNNNNNNG

Head empty only thots

A Great Mentor: Tattoos

A One Shot

Summary: Your daughter likes hearing about her daddy’s tattoos but doesn't understand why he doesn't have one for her. Partly inspired by an idea a lovely anon gave me 🥰

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader, Andy Barber x Daughter

Warnings: None

Word count: ~1,200

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*Flashback in italics

“What about this one, daddy?” 

You faintly hear your daughter’s voice as you begin to wake up. If you had to guess, it's probably the rustling of the bed that woke you up. Andy tries to contain Evie to his side of the bed in the mornings, but her inability to sit still usually overpowers his efforts. 

“Umm,” you hear your husband hum after her question. That one means daddy was young and drunk and let his equally-drunk friend choose his tattoo, is what he wants to say. “I just thought that would look pretty on my shoulder. What do you think?” 

“It’s ok,” she shrugs, tracing the dark black lines with her small finger. 

By now, you’ve caught on that she's asking about his tattoos, and you almost laugh out loud at her blunt indifference. You want to speak up and agree with her knowing exactly which one that was about, but you always enjoy listening to their morning conversations, so you keep your back toward them and let them think you're still asleep. 

DESTT! This is so adorableeee! Love how sassy Evie is loool, takes no prisoners!

Loved this cute lil interaction so much!!😍😭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲’𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦—𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞; 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟒𝟗𝟕 (𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 😮‍💨)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲). 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲😭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

𝐀/𝐍: 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @boxofbonesfic 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐰 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 🥺 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 🥳

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 @sweeterthanthis 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐞 🥰

𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 @firefly-graphics 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐲 @maysdigitalarts

God DAMN that hit the spot. It was hot, angsty, and that twist, uff! Killed it! My resolve to be Andy's wife has become stronger 🤤🔥🔥😈

Loved this so much!!

Ozzie, HOW DARE YOU

I AM WET WEAK WILLING AND WANTING UGHHHHHHHHH

I loved this Andy so so so much. Soft!Dark Andy is the best and you write him so fckin well. Loved it!!

Jfc i'm frothing at the mouth.

I want Andy 😭😭😭😭

A New Friend

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Summary: Turns out moving in with Andy isn’t the only big life change happening.

Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, frazzled Reader, sweet, sweet boyfriend!Andy, fluff

Word count: ~1,300

a/n: This is my submission for lovely Eun’s (@dadplease) 5k writing contest!!! Congrats on the milestone, friend <3 Everyone go follow her 😤💕

﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏𓂃﹏

He’s met with the beginning of your trail of disarray as soon as he walks in the door. His eyes fall on the boxes you’ve left in his kitchen for now, full of utensils and towels you brought from your place. Stuff is haphazardly piled on the counter instead of put away though.

Setting out to find you, he moves on to his–and yours now–bedroom. It’s worse than the kitchen, the way you have boxes half-emptied, but nothing is really put away, just strewn on the floor and bed. He walks in on you rummaging through another box.

“What are you doing?”

His voice startles you, not having heard him get home. You avoid looking at him though. “Just…” Frustrated, you drop the heap of clothes you were going through. “Ugh! Just trying to find something.”

He can’t wrap his mind around what would be so important for you to have now but yet not important enough for you to remember where you even packed it. Furrowing his brow, he sets his jacket and briefcase down and steps toward a box he can tell you haven’t gotten through yet. “What, honey? I can help you.”

“A stuffed animal I had as a kid,” you sigh quietly. Not once have you allowed yourself to meet the concerned gaze he’s casting on you.

ℐ 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇

Pairing: best friend's dad!Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Summary: Andy plans out a Valentine’s Day weekend for you.

Warnings: Age gap (reader in her early 20s), first time giving a blowjob, fingering, unprotected sex, reader’s first time on top, multiple orgasms, creampie, check-ins, pet names (babygirl, princess, pretty girl, sweetheart), calling him “daddy,” aftercare, super soft!Andy because I can’t help it, 18+

Word count: ~2,700

a/n: This can be read on its own, but here are the related parts if you so wish to read those too.

· · ┈─────── ⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭ ───────┈ ·

Stepping into the elevator, you both consciously keep a distance between each other, attempting to ward off the looks you've been getting from the front desk clerk since you walked into the lobby together.

Andy only waits for the doors to slide shut though before reaching for you, gently pulling you to stand in front of him so your back is against his chest. His arms go around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder a moment before standing back up straight to search his pockets for the room keys he just got.

You let him at it for a couple seconds, resisting the urge to laugh, before finally reaching into your own pocket and pulling them out. “Gave them to me, remember?” Placing the cards in his open hand, you shake your head and lean back against him. “What are you acting so nervous for? You didn't have to do anything for me. I'm sure as hell not going to complain about you bringing me here.”

Necessary Arrangements: Part 13

Pairing: Andy Barber x Fem!Reader; Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader; Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader Word Count: 10,150 Summary: Ransom tries to apologize; The Barbers take baby steps; and Ari can’t stay away from his girl any longer. Warnings: Explicit language. Explicit sexual content. Reference to dub con. Reference to blackmail and coercion. Angst. Lots of feels, trying to navigate emotions, and relationship stuff. Reference to having children. Unprotected sex. Cockwarming. Dirty talk. Reference to oral sex (f receiving). Reference to mob elements like gun violence/shooting and arson. Mentions of blood. AU. 18+ only!

A/N: ::nervous laughter:: Well, here we go. 😅🙈

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Ok.

Ok.

Ok.

What have you done, Siri?!

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐩𝐭. 𝐈𝐈

Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader

Summary: Part two of physical touch being Andy’s love language 🥰 So more of his favorite things that you do!!

Warnings: None

Word count: ~700

━━━─── • ───━━━

You're close to finally drifting off when you hear him quietly walk into the bedroom, his soft steps rustling the carpet as he gets closer to the bed.

Not wanting to wake you, he quickly strips his clothes off, putting on some sweats and a t-shirt, and lays in bed next to you. He faces away from you though, typing out a quick to-do list on his phone before putting it down for the night.

“Nice of you to finally join me,” you tease, rolling onto your side behind him, snaking an arm around his waist. You can't help but laugh when he jumps at your voice coming out of nowhere.

He immediately puts the phone down, turning his head back to try to look at you. “Did I wake you? I'm sorry.” 

DESTTTTT BESTIEEE this was adorable adorable and adorable, beyond compare!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 soft!domestic husband Andy Barber is the SEXIESTTT. Full disclosure i would blow off all meetings to kiss Andy🥲🥲🥲🥲

I'm melting💖💖 i have a soft!Andy Boner, and I fully blame you for it

#AndyBarberHoldMyThighChallenge

Can’t Keep Coming Back To You: Part I

Pairing: Ex-boyfriend!“It’s obvious but let’s pretend we don’t know who he is yet” x reader & Coffee shop stranger “identity to be revealed at the end of this part” x reader

Word Count: ~ 1.8K

A/N: LMAO I know both characters are so freaking obvious (maybe it’s not as obvious as I thought, idk… maybe it’s because I know, so it’s obvious? anyway..) but I still wanna keep it as a not-so-surprise surprise, at least for the first part🙈 and it’s angst that I almost never write and it’s a SERIES (omg who is she) so please be gentle with me😳👀 and I shouldn’t have too much expectation on this but I really hope you will enjoy this first part🥰 

Warnings: fluff, past relationship, lying, implied-cheating, breakup, heartbreak, angst, memories/flashbacks, coffee shop meet-cute?, did i miss anything else?

It’s been a couple of months since the breakup, and you keep finding things that remind you of him, even the simplest thing like a cup of coffee.

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This...this broke my heart. But put it back together again. I don't have to guess who the ex is, I think I can guess who it is. Prick. But Andy. Oof. He is a sight for sore eyes. I'm sure he'll mend her heart or at least, make the process easier on her.

This was so beautifully written, Christy. It was a perfect mix of angst, fluff, and a coffee shop meet-cute. I loved it so much! Can't wait for the next part!!

𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒

Pairing: best friend’s dad!Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Summary: Andy isn't a hit it and quit it type of guy.

Warnings: Age gap (reader in her early 20s), smut right out of the gate on this one – phone sex, fem masturbation, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, slight degradation (one “slut”), ass slaps (literally just two), overstimulation probably, pet names (princess, babygirl, pretty girl), 18+

Word count: ~1,200

a/n: This is technically part two of Someone Like You, but it's all just PWP 😵‍💫 so this can def be read separate!!

· · ┈─────── ⋆៹ ✩۪۟۟≭ ───────┈ · ·

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay away,” he teases, pressing a hand on your back to hold you down, other hand on your hip, keeping you in place as he takes his time thrusting into you, letting you get used to the feeling of him again.

“Not when you, ah–” You gasp, his cock filling you to the brim in a swift, final motion. “Not when you left me hanging the other night.”

His call shocked you. You tried to push what happened three weeks prior to the very back of your mind, knowing it probably wouldn’t–it shouldn’t–happen again.

“Andy?” You answered, rolling your eyes at yourself for how hopeful you sounded. “I didn’t think…”

Good HEAVENS DEST. WHAT. WAS. THIS.

Sir, i'm gonna need you to sTOP- 👀👀✨💫💫💦💦💦💦

This was beyond amazing and I am a whore for Andrew Barber. I AM IN LOVE, MA'AM, AND I HAVE ONLY YOU TO BLAME😭😭

The Witness (7)

Summary: Your testimony is set to put away one of Boston’s biggest mobsters - your former boss. Stuck on an isolated farm with Marshal Steve Rogers, unexpected threats and complications arise as the trial approaches. [Angst, touched starved Reader, emotionally withholding Steve, anxiety, panic attacks, references to violence/murder, and other untagged themes.] 

Word Count: 3.2L

Pairing: Marshal!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader and Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Author’s Note: Thank you @emmabarnes​​​ for your fantastic beta work as always and for @whoknowsanymore124​​​ for holding my hand with this and letting me scream at you in the DMs. Reblog or comment if you enjoy!

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You wake up, mouth like cotton, body achy. It’s still dark outside. There’s warmth along your back, Steve’s large body curled around yours. The way his soft breaths fall over your skin lets you know he’s still asleep. When you shift he inhales and tightens the arm around your middle, burrowing closer. The tip of his nose presses against the nape of your neck. His long fingers rest on your collarbone, twitching every now and again.

It feels incredibly good to be held like this, to have Steve’s scent and warmth surrounding you. Safe and protected. You don’t want to wake him, terrified he’ll pull away and you’ll lose this small bit of comfort. You dip your head, pressing your face against the back of his hand and take a deep breath. He smells good, familiar. Like his sweaters. Even though there’s no clock you can tell dawn is close and he always gets up shortly after. There’s only minutes left to enjoy this. You close your eyes and snuggle closer to him, committing the feel of being held so carefully to your memory.

When you next open your eyes Steve is gone, the sheets behind you cold. You have to blink and shield your eyes from the mid-morning sun streaming through the windows. It’s almost 10 am according to the digital clock on your nightstand. You can hear Steve moving around downstairs, glasses clinking. Your nose twitches at the smell of food.

Your limbs are stiff when you hobble towards the door, stopping to pull on the sweater you left on the chair last night. At the bottom of the stairs, you watch Steve move through the kitchen, flipping a pancake and refreshing his coffee. He’s wearing the same gray sweats as last night and a tight white shirt through which you can see the muscles in his back move.

“Breakfast is about done,” he says without turning around, startling you. “Sit down. Drink your tea.”

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WHAT

THE

FUUUUUUUCK

The cliffhanger is making me suuuuper anxious and HONESTLY? Worth it. This chapter was:

ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ

pairing: andy barber x reader

summary: andy taking care of you after an injury

warnings: leg injury (not explained), andy’s a little annoying, but he's just trying to help 🥺, talk about marriage

word count: ~500

a/n: just another little idea from my recurring daydreams doc that no one asked to read 😌💕

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“Ah, ah, ah” he tuts, gently grabbing your apartment keys from your hands. “I’ll get it.”

“Andy–” You sigh, laughing a little. It’s only been approximately thirty minutes since you were released from the hospital with a cast on your leg, and his insistence on taking care of you is already teetering on annoying. “I have a broken leg. Still totally capable of opening my door.”

“I know, but you're still getting used to balancing on the crutches too.”

Instead of arguing about it, you just nod, letting out another sigh, and follow him into your place. Setting down the bags of yours he's holding, he's quick to be at your side again, holding his hands close to your waist in case you wobble on your way to the sofa.

SO STINKIN' FLUFFY😭❤️❤️❤️

Dest I am wet now. Thanks.

Nononono you CAN'T leave us hanging pleasepleasePLEASE

UHHHHHHHH I AM A HOE FOR ANDY