Calisthenics

Ruby Garden universe

It's just a composition of very short flashes of each pairing and some form of workout 🙃

warnings: none; this is pure fluff, with some teasing

Upon rewatching episodes 5 and 8-9, I do wonder if Agatha's powers are a sort of defence mechanism.

We're told that she actively killed witches for their power, but also throughout Agatha's life, each time she was attacked, she drained their magic and life force. Even Alice, although she was trying to save Agatha, she had to do it by attacking her, which was why Agatha couldn't control it.

Of course Agatha knew this, and as we saw, she exploited this fact for centuries to feed her ego and lust for power. That's on her.

But compare that to Billy - who offered his magic to her. For the first time in her life, she was taking magic from someone who wasn't trying to hurt her, he was trying to help her. She was able to control how much she took because her body wasn't trying to defend itself by cutting off the source.

When you're worried you might have made a zombie.

SOMETHING HAPPENS AND I'M HEAD OVER HEELS - L.H.

The familiar burn of whiskey stings the back of his throat. Logan rests his head against the couch, second-guessing his decision to babysit Laura's cat while she's enjoying her night out. Her tireless attempts of pestering him at last working in her favour so he can finally meet his 'copy-kitten' - her words.

A quick glance at the time reveals he should probably head out now. Logan rises, groaning as his muscles protest after weeks of just slumping around the apartment. Even Al had pointed out how lazy he'd become lately. And that unsolicited observation gave him half the mind to consider finding new roommates. But who was he kidding? As much as he also barely tolerated that one incredibly maddening little prick's incessant jibber-jabber, he wasn't going to find anything for what he's currently paying.

lotus

a/n: this has been sitting half-written on my pc for i don't even know how many months (tbh at least half a year. i was living somewhere else when i started it wow). finally took a deep breath and finished it (though with an ending that kinda flies by a bit because just wanted it to get done. i was scared that the story would never see the light of day, so zooming through the ending was a better option)

summary: a nervous breath then escaped his lungs before he uttered, “you do know what kind of massage this is, right?” to which you only blinked back at him all the same, none of your shock evaporation at his words, “you know that I’m here to give you more than just a regular massage?”

warnings: massage therapist!bucky barnes x reader, smut, sex worker!bucky, bucky doesn't have the metal arm in this one, thinking that your friend just signed you up for a normal massage but then it turns out to be an erotic one, kissing, dirty talk, manhandling, fingering, toys, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, anal, double penetration

word count: 4000

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With a hand tangled up in one of the ties of the robe you wore, you answered your front door after finally hearing the bells chime.

“Hi,” a soft smile swiftly warmed up the features of the man standing on the other side of the threshold, “are you miss Y/l/n?”

“Yeah, I am,” a tingle of nerves flickered through your body as your gaze washed over him, “you must be the masseuse.”

Why did he have to be so attractive? If it was this difficult to remember to breathe when he was standing completely out of your reach, then how were you going to survive a guy such as him touching you?

Following your gaze down to the folded-up table he carried, he nodded, “guilty,” before setting down the duffle bag he clutched in his other hand and extended it for you to grasp, “my name is Bucky.”

another man’s marks

pairing: toxic!bucky barnes x toxic!female reader

summary: you're texting with your situationship when he asks for a nude photo—but you're covered in marks left by another man. wanting to see what he'll do, you send a photo of yourself, and you're rewarded with a very torturous and enjoyable reaction.

warnings: 18+ content (minors dni!!!), established situationship, smut, piv sex, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering (f receiving), masturbation (m), come play, bdsm elements, a lot of biting and marking, orgasm delay, choking, some breath play, some pain play, some dacryphilia, dirty talk, daddy kink, praise kink, degradation kink, pet names (baby), begging, teasing, some aftercare, taking and sending nude photos, possessive behavior, toxic behavior, jealousy, referenced but not shown situationship between reader and john walker, very anti-john walker behavior

word count: 7.3k

a/n: so this post came across my dash and i had the thought 'ok but what if you sent a situationship a picture covered in another man's marks?' and i started thinking about how toxic situationship bucky might react and then i wrote the first draft of this fic very quickly 🤭 i actually really love toxic bucky but i'm a little nervous to share this because i just want you all to love him as much as i do 🥺 (and, actually, he's not as toxic as i originally intended but y'know what, that's ok i think). i hope y'all enjoy ♡

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The text message drew a huff of noise from you, one that was half laugh, half scoff. You were laying in bed, already wearing your pajamas—an oversized tee and panties—and catching up with your situationship, Bucky Barnes, before you went to sleep.

His request wasn’t entirely out of the blue. After asking how your day was, Bucky had started complaining about his day, and you’d known the man long enough to know those kinds of conversations often led to him asking you to send a photo of yourself—though he usually wanted a picture of what panties you were wearing.

Most of the time, you didn’t hesitate to take a picture to send to him. But that time, you paused.

Hold You Tight: Part 13

Pairing: Club Owner!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Fic Summary: The owner of The 107th wants you to be his girl whether you like it or not.

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Chapter Word Count: Over 4.8k

Chapter Summary: You're on edge, but try to enjoy the day of freedom that Bucky promised you.

Chapter Warnings: DARK AU, mild dubcon (kissing, touching), tension, unease, possessiveness, inner turmoil, gaslighting, manipulation, stalking, slight feels, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?), more warnings to come.

A/N: More Hold You Tight and thank you for sticking with me! Bucky edit by the beautiful @nixakimbo . ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby , but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

For his part, Bucky behaved once you were back in the shop. He waited patiently while you tried on a couple of the dresses and didn't attempt to go back into the dressing room or force you to come out and model them. You were thankful for that since there wasn't anything to jam under the doorknob and you didn’t need him to corner you again. Who knew how much he’d push the envelope the next time.

Marisa Abela as Amy Winehouse BACK TO BLACK (2024)

The Green Light

Summary: Full Story! Andy is over the moon when you finally get the green light to be intimate again after the birth of your babies. But how do you explain to him that you're not quite comfortable with your post-pregnancy body just yet? Check out the sequel: The Green Light Afterglow.

Warnings: Mature Themes, Light Smut, Daddy Kink, Insecure Reader, Discussions of Post-Pregnancy Body, Discussions of Intimacy, Slight Lactation Kink Reference, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: I know this took a while. Thank you all for your patience and I sincerely hope it's okay. Prompt courtesy of an anonymous reader. Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Warnings subject to change. All mistakes are my own. Please let me know your thoughts!

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“Well, I’ve gotta tell you, my dear, by all appearances you’ve healed just fine.” You let out a sigh as Dr. Wilson, your OBGYN, removes the speculum. God, how you hated that thing. “You can go ahead and sit up.” You watch as he removes his gloves to make some notes on his mobile workstation. “Everything looks good. How have you been feeling lately? Raising four kids is no easy feat, especially when half of them are newborns.”

“Andy and I try to split the shifts as best we can. If he’s helping with the twins then I’ve got the older girls, and vice versa.”

Hello World: The Barber Twins

Summary: The twins decide to make their appearance a little earlier than Reader and Andy likes. Andy Barber x Black!Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, Distress, Fluff, Babies, Minors DNI.

A/N: Please welcome the twins! Let me know your feedback. All mistakes my own!

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It was too soon. 

Your water had broken too early. 

The girls were at school. Andy was in court. 

You were almost a month and half too early. This couldn’t be happening. You grip your belly as a force of pain washes over you. You’d been through labor before - twice now - but this was something altogether different. 

Lord, fuck, it hurt! Shit, it hurt! Where was your cell phone? You had to call someone. Dear God, you couldn’t drive. 

You grab your phone off of the counter before giving into your urge to curl up on the floor. You hit Carol’s number, your nextdoor neighbor.

Thankfully she answers. “Hey there, Y/N. How are you - ?”

You’re quick to interrupt her. “Carol - Carol, I need help. Oh, God!” Another wave of pain hits you. “I think it’s the babies! Please!”

“I’m comin’, honey.” She promises. “I’m comin’ right now. I’m runnin’ out the front door for you. Can you unlock it for me?”

“I’m tryin’! I’m tryin’ to get there!” You swear as you crawl towards the door. Taking a small moment, you reach into your pants to feel at the unwelcome wetness. 

You pull them out and look at your fingers.

Blood.

The Question

Summary: Your girls ask an innocent question that triggers Andrew’s anxiety and, as a result, your pregnancy hormones.

Warnings: Fluff, Angry Reader, Anxious Andy, Apologetic Andy, Discussions of Puberty, Arguing, Pregnant Reader, Confused Barber Girls, Minors DNI

A/N: I’m going to try to write something else tonight as well. But I figured after the last couple of serious fics, we could use something a little more light-hearted. We all know Andrew doesn’t want to see his baby girls grow up…and we all know he doesn’t handle it well. Please enjoy. Written on my phone. I own all mistakes. Please send feedback if ya feel like it.

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You and your little family were enjoying a quiet dinner of chicken and rice when the question came up. The meal itself was a simple one, something that your mother used to whip up when she was short on time.

You sautéed some diced celery, carrots, onions, and mushrooms in butter and olive oil. Then you shredded your chicken - she used to like to boil legs - but you’d cheated this time around and used a rotisserie chicken that you’d purchased at the store. After that, you boiled some rice in chicken stock and mixed everything together, before adding a couple cans of cream of mushroom soup.

And then wallah! Instant dinner. Fast and delicious, at least you four seemed to think so.

Bianca is on her second helping when she pauses to ask: “Mama, when are me and sissy gonna get get boobs?”

Andy immediately begins choking on his glass of wine. You roll your eyes as you gently thump his back while he sputters and coughs.

Your husband was a special fucking kind of man.

Happy World, Interrupted: The Aftermath

Summary: You and Andy are forced to deal with the aftermath of your violent encounter with an old ex-boyfriend. Takes place directly after the events in Happy Life, Interrupted.

Warnings: Smut, Violence, Injured Andy, Protective Andy, Upset Reader, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Written for everyone, especially @shecamedowninabubble and @9daykrisr - please enjoy folks. Part of my Growing Pains Series. Written on my phone. All mistakes my own. I love feedback!

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Numb.

That’s what you are as you watch Andy file a statement with the police.

Numb.

As you watch them arrest your ex-boyfriend, Malcolm.

Numb.

When Malcolm looks at you and yells “how the fuck could you do this to me?! I fucking love you!” as they place him in the back of a squad car.

You’re not sure how much time has passed, but eventually you feel Andy’s hand on the small of your back.

“Let’s go home.”

“But Andy…” You don’t know what to do or say.

“Home.” He repeats, his voice gruff. “I need to get you home where it’s safe.”

Unexpected Consequences: A Growing Pains Drabble

Summary: It's hard to talk trash when your husband keeps your naughty mouth stuffed full. 

Warnings: Light Degradation, Mean Daddy Andy, Punishment, Oral Sex (male receiving), Face Fucking, Daddy Kink, Cum Swallowing, Ass Slapping, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Prompt courtesy of @writer84 who wondered what would happen if Reader referred to Andy as “old”. Feedback is always welcome and appreciated, so please let me know what you think. This is part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Semi-proofread but not beta’d. All mistakes are my own. Thanks for reading!

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You hadn’t meant to say it. The words had simply flown out of your mouth before you could stop them, and now you were about to pay the price.

“What did you just say?” Andrew asks, taking a moment to look up at you from his legal journal. 

“Erm…nothing.” You squeak out, hoping against hope that your man might let you slide this one time.

“Oh no, Y/N. Say it again. I want you too.” His silky tone is laced with challenge.

“Pass.” You mumble, taking a tentative step away. Your hands reach behind you to grab the wall as you begin to inch towards the door. 

“And where the hell do you think you’re going, little girl?” He raises a tawny brow.

“To check on Katrina. Make sure she’s still napping.” You tell him, throwing in an innocent shrug for good measure. 

“Did I give you permission to leave?”

“Um, no but…”

“Then stop fucking moving.” His impatient growl reverberating in his chest as he rises from the bed, his big hands going to the waistband of his pants. “I’m not quite done with you yet, Y/N.” 

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Ten minutes later, you’re kneeling at your husband’s feet with your hands tied behind your back, courtesy of his favorite brown leather belt.

Andy's POV: Regarding the Curious Case of the Chicken McNuggets

Summary: When Andy’s pregnant little wife sneaks out of bed in the middle of the night to satisfy a particular craving, it doesn’t go so well. Andy Barber x Black Reader 

Original version of the story can be found HERE. 

*Warnings: Frantic Andy, Angry/Protective Andy, Pregnant Reader, Naughty Reader, Daddy Kink, Spanking (mentioned, plus a few swats), Chicken Nuggets, Smut, Vibrators, Anal (mentioned), Minors DNI

A/N: For my friend @birdie-girl who requested another version of my previous fic, but written from Andy’s point of view. Let me know what you think! Part of my Growing Pains Series. Semi-proofread. Not beta’d. All mistakes are my own.

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Andy rolls over when he feels the bed dip. Without thinking, he instinctively reaches out a hand, frowning when he finds his wife’s side of the bed empty. He had been so tired lately. Things at work had been rough. Tough cases, long hours. But no matter how exhausted he was, he still had a hard time sleeping if his baby girl wasn’t next to him.

“Mmm.” He cracks an eye open. “Where you going, baby?” 

“Bathroom, honey. And then to get some water. I’ll be right back. Go on back to sleep.” His sweet little wife tells him. Made sense. She complained all the time that their baby treated her bladder like her own personal trampoline. He had vowed that he and his Bippity Boop would be having a talk about that sooner rather than later.

But right now he was tired. 

“Okay, see you in a min…” Is all he can muster before he drifts off again. 

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Fifteen Minutes Later…

Andy wakes up once again, only to frown when he realizes that his wife had yet to return. Hadn’t she said something about the bathroom and getting a glass of water?

He looks at the clock. Yeah, she’d been gone for a while. Something wasn’t right. 

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Distant

Summary: Your husband has been pretty neglectful lately. Late nights, cancelled plans, missing dinner. Is it possible that he doesn’t want you anymore? Andy Barber x Black Reader

*Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Daddy Kink, Insecure Reader, Angry Reader, Remorseful Andy, Ass Slapping, Smut (implied), Rage Cooking, Minors DNI

A/N: This idea is courtesy of the genius mind of @writer84. Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. As always, I’d love your feedback, so please let me know what you think. Semi-proofread. Not beta’d. All mistakes are my own.

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You blow out a frustrated breath as you end your call with Andy’s assistant, Samantha. Apparently your lunch plans had been canceled. Again. For the fourth freaking time in as many weeks.

And you were extra pissed because your husband of nearly a year hadn’t even had the decency to call you himself. 

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