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coltrainbat · 1 year

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Wow i'm glad you do. For Nick Vaughan i want to ask for a fluff. (i never say no to smutt by the way :) ) Reader came from another country to new york. They met while reader is walking at the city at night. They start dating and fall so hard for each other. They decide to movie in in a small apartment which is a safe, sweet home to both. The first one that they have❤

Also, a request that is deserving of multiple parts! 🥰

Nick Vaughan X Reader Series

Take Me Home | Part 1: Meet Cute

A/N: Ooft... did this take a while! I am so sorry for the delay for my love @atoosa22 but i hope you enjoy the first part of what is sure to be a very fluffy (and soon to be smutty) series. ☘️😘

“Yeah mom, of course, uh-huh... yeah I’m heading home now… yes… it’s freezing here.” You pulled your keys out of the lock of your workplace, holding your phone between your shoulder and cheek as you listened to your mothers worries and concerns knowing she stood halfway across the world powerless while you were alone in the big city.

But there was no such thing as being alone in New York, all the sounds, the lights, the people. It never slept. But you certainly did.

3am and all you could think about is your nice, warm fluffy bed at home.

“Yeah mom, ok well I gotta go… I love you have a good day!”

You hung up, slipping your phone into your pocket. Tightening your coat around you, noticing the misty cloud that appeared when you breathed out. Fiddling with your keys in your hand, manoeuvring the teeth of the metal between your knuckles (just in case).

It was a 20-minute walk back to your apartment. What could happen in the 20-minute direct route to your apartment? 20 blocks. 20 minutes. Head forward. Shoulders back. One foot in front of the other.

Stragglers lined the street; sleeping homeless people, drunk patrons who have called it a night and a few bold individuals walking their dog.

You’re not alone. Never in New York.

You reached block 12 of your journey. With the building above it under construction a makeshift tunnel of plasterboard and wooden beams was your path. Poorly lit by a singular low functioning flood light above but with the rest of the street cut off, it was your only option.

The sound of your boots on the floor was drowned out by the sound of drunk male laughter. “Not every drunk man is a bad man” you thought as you followed the sound hoping to make it to the other side unfazed.

The tunnel was narrow, and the group of men took up most of the path, leaning against the walls, huddled in a group. Taking in a shaky breath you approached them, eager to pass without being perceived.

“Hey pretty girl where you going?” Mission failed as the man snarled at you. You bowed your head, suddenly becoming interested in the tips of your shoe that was until the presence of another matched you toe to toe.

He had blocked your path, forcing you to look up. “Hey when a man’s talking to you, you respond.” His voice was louder this time, agitated. You had heard it many times before in men. Angry men. Men who always got their way by force.

You clenched your fist around your keys, feeling the keychain make indents on your skin. The man had an audience, and he wasn’t going to relent.

“Why don’t you smile a little…” His hand edged towards your face but shot away suddenly at an echo from behind you.

“Baby hey why you walking so fast!” A man came up beside you, wrapping his hand tightly around your waist.

“Excuse me guys.” He gave a firm shoulder nudge towards the man in front of you, pushing him the side. Frozen in fear you let him lead you towards the exit.

You both walked in silence to the next block, far gone from the narrow tunnel.

“Thank you.” You finally let out.

“Oh, foreign that explains it.” He mutters. The fear in your body had now left, replaced with annoyance.

“What’s that supposed to me?” You pushed out of his grip around your waist. Now face to face with the man who technically saved your life.

He looked down on you, while a little wayward in appearance, he was tall and handsome a scruffy beard curving around a strong jaw. Even with layers he looked as though he packed a decent bit of muscle, enough to push your average creep down if needed.

“It means anyone whose actually from New York knows that when you look like that you shouldn’t be walking around it at 3am.” He spits, cocking his head to side in a condescending manner.

“For your information, I’ve done that walk many times since I moved here and that has never happened. And since when is it a woman’s responsibility to reconfigure their whole lives so creepy assholes don’t have a chance to take advantage of them?”

“That’s not what I meant.” He pinched his eyebrow in frustration.

“Well thank you for very much again and I hope you enjoyed your knight in shining armour moment.” You continued to walk, leaving behind your handsome saviour.

“Hey wait.” He jogged up behind you. You stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.

“God you do walk fast don’t ya?” His joke was met with your scowl.

“Let me at least walk you the rest of the way home?”

“Oh so you can know my address and then break in and kill me?” You scoffed.

“I would of been happy with a cup of thank you coffee.” He rubbed his neck, smirking at you.

“I don’t even know your name and you want to come back to my apartment?” You looked at him like he had two heads.

“Well, it’s Nick, and if that’s not good enough its Nick Vaughan born 14th of June 1981. Professional failing trumpet player, full time adored son, part time knight in shining armour, and my social security number is 79-.”

You put your hand up to stop him “Ok ok I get it you’re not a murderer.”

“Hey you cut me off at the best part!”

“Oh really?”

“I’m also the guy who makes sure a pretty girl who just had to deal with a drunken creep gets home safe.”

You pursed your lips inward to hide the smile threatening to come up as he called you pretty.

“Fine.” You let out.

“Wait a minute…” He stepped closer, holding out his pointer “What if you’re…” His finger threatening to push past your coat and touch the exposed skin of your chest. “The murderer.”

“Y/N, foreigner, passport holder of [your country], professionally [dream job] but also full time, loving daughter and occasional victim of drunken creeps.”

He thought for a moment, looking up at the skyscraper above him “Yeah that checks out.”

He held out his elbow, edging you to thread your hand in it. You looked at his arm in confusion.

“You’re cold I promise it’ll make you feel better.”

You were cold and his strong arm was inviting and with your limited experience of his arms around you, you knew that you liked it and it wouldn’t hurt to be able to savour the feeling this time. You begrudgingly slid your hand through.

Nick: “Is it rude to ask why you are walking home this late?”

Y/N: “Pushing it but if you must know I was closing at work.”

Nick: “Alone? They make you do it alone?” His voice laced with concern.

Y/N: “I’m not 15 so yes, they make me, an adult women close up shop at the end of the day.”

Nick: “Remind me not to start questioning the independence of a clearly very strong-minded woman.”

Y/N: “You learn quick, too bad you seem to be 30 years too late.”

Nick: “3 sisters, so excuse the natural instincts.”

Y/N: “Fair enough.”

Nick: “How do you drink coffee from where you’re from?”

Y/N: “In a mug.”

Nick: “Funny.”

Y/N: “I know. Now my turn.”

Nick: “Shoot.”

Y/N: “Why are you walking alone this late?”

Nick: “I’m a musician.”

Y/N: “Yes, but not a vampire so…”

Nick: “Most gigs are at night as well as drunk people are more likely to give up their cash.”

Y/N: “So, you’re a hustler?”

Nick: “I prefer the term opportunist.” He smirked at you.

“This is me.” You motioned towards the front step of your building.

“It’s pretty late-”

“I should let you go-”

You looked at each other, letting out soft laughter.

"Thanks for walking me home. I guess I owe you that cup of thank you coffee."

Nick grinned. "I'll hold you to that. How about tomorrow morning?"

"Sure, why not?" you replied, surprised by your own eagerness.

"But you're buying, you know struggling musician and all."

"Fine.”

"Goodnight, [Your country]."

“Goodnight, Nick.”

As he walked away, you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach. Opening the door to your apartment, your back hitting the door as you slid to the ground, grinning like an idiot.

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hollybee8917 · 2 years

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Il était une fois nous

Pairings: Nick Vaughan x Penny Barron (OFC), Andy Barber x Penny Barron (past)

Warnings: Mentions of past cheating, slight angst if you squint

She saw him as he entered the coffee shop. A beard covered his face but she would know that walk anywhere. She sat in the corner hoping that he wouldn’t notice her but no such luck. After he had placed his order, he turned and his eyes landed on her. Penny Vaughan was struck by the drawn appearance of his handsome face and the tiredness of his eyes. Slowly he approached her, “Penny? Penny Barron?” She smiled sadly, “Andy Barber. It’s been a long time. It’s actually Penny Vaughan now.” He motioned to the empty chair across from her, “May I?” She nodded and he sat down, “Where do I start?”

Penny let out a small laugh, “Where can one start after so many years?” Andy sighed, “I guess I deserved that. How have you been?” The woman shook her head, “Don’t. Don’t do that. Don’t pretend like you care.” Tears began to pool in Andy’s eyes, “I’m sorry, Penny. I truly am. I do care though. God, I hope you your life has turned out better than mine.” He dropped his head and turned it slightly away, “I made so many mistakes. I just wish I could take them back.” Penny reached across the table, “I’m sorry I was cruel just now about your questions. I know you only meant well. I’m married now. Twelve years. He’s an accountant.” Andy looked into her eyes, “Any kids?”

“Four. Two boys, two girls. You?” Andy couldn’t meet her gaze and began to cry, “I only had one, a son, but he’s gone now. Both he and his mother were killed in a car accident.” For a moment, Penny felt great pity for the man before her, “I’m sorry, Andy, truly I am. It couldn’t have been easy for you.” A barista came up to the table, “I have your coffee, Mr. Barber.” He accepted it. After the worker walked away, Andy turned his attention to Penny, “Thank you. It’s been a hard year. I wonder sometimes how things would be different if we had been honest with each other.”

“What happened to--” Andy paused, “to us?” The brunette glared at her ex-boyfriend, “I know you just lost your family and I hate speaking ill of the dead but you cheated on me Andy. Did you forget that. Do you expect me to forget that? You cheated on me with Laurie Whitten. The woman you impregnated and later married. You made your choice the day you were swayed by a pair of thin legs and brown eyes…” The man across from her hung his head, “I live with that regret every day. I tried… I tried to break things off with her but she threatened to keep me from taking the bar if I didn’t take responsibility. I tried to get her to keep the baby and sign my rights away but when I saw him on the ultrasound, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t abandon them. I tried to divorce Laurie later and find you to tell you I still loved you. I wanted to make it right but you were long gone.”

The woman snorted, “Of course I was. Did you really expect me to stick around? I got a transfer and got out of dodge and the only way to do that was to leave without telling you where I was headed. I unfortunately have an appointment to get to. Goodbye, Andy. I hope your life gets better.” Andy whimpered, “Please don’t go.” Penny stood up and wandered over to the counter. A man approached her and took her hand, “Hey sweetheart. You ready to go?” Penny kissed him on the cheek, “I’m ready, Nick.” He glances back at Andy who is sitting alone at the table, tears flowing down his face, “Who is the guy you were talking to?” Penny didn’t look back, “He’s no one.”

@chuckbass-love @the-fallen-nightmare @time-for-a-library @joannaliceevans-fanficblog @patzammit

#andy barber #laurie barber #chris evans

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secretswiftymarvelfan · 3 years

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Niamh’s Reading List - October 7th - 14th 2021

Here are some more recommendations based on what I’ve been reading! It’s fairly short this week since I’ve barely had enough time to read anything, that and I’m still binge reading Life After the Snowpiercer by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork its such a goood series so if you’re only gonna take one of these recommendations then take that one!

Accidentally Dating Ransom & Andy - @theycallmebecca Ransom x Reader, Andy x Reader

A Royal scandal 4 - @donutloverxo King!Steve x Reader

Hypnotic Stirrings: Then It All Turned Black - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork Nick Vaughan x Pregnant!Reader

Consciousness Of Guilt Chapter 16 - @wiypt-writes Andy Barber x Reader

Chris Evans Characters and Bulges - @wayward-blonde

Higher Love Chapter 54 - @k-evans-writes Chris Evans x OFC Nickie Morrison

Trick or Treating with Dad - @theycallmebecca Andy Barber x Reader

If you’d let me - @marvelouscharlie24 Steve Rogers x Reader

Workplace Harassment - @river-soul Steve Rogers x Reader

Gold Rush - @thefallenbibliophilequote Steve Rogers x Reader

Necessary Arrangements Ask: Ransom - @stargazingfangirl18 Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Hypnotic Stirrings: Turned Into A Hallucination - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork Nick Vaughan x Pregnant!Reader

#Niamh Reads #ransom drysdale #Steve Rogers #nick vaughan #andy barber

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theycallmebecca · 2 years

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Masterlist: Mood Boards

Chris Evans x reader

Just Chris (or not specified)

Chris & Love Interest

Chris & Family

Chris Evans as a Dad

Misc (includes Alternate Universe)

Characters

Andy Barber (Defending Jacob)

Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort)

Colin Shea (What’s Your Number?)

Frank Adler (Gifted)

Nick Vaughan (Before We Go)

Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out)

Steve Rogers (MCU)

Characters (misc)

Chris Evans x OFC

Chris & Ellie (The Chris & Ellie Series)

Chris & Wren (Perfectly Imperfect Series)

Chris & Violet (Be My Valentine series)

Mood Board Collection

2K Follower Celebration Masterlist (2021)

30 Dates in 30 Days (2022)

#!masterlist

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darkesttimelinejeffparker · 2 years

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Tag Game

Tagged by: @cowboyshit and @definitelydivergent (thank you both so much 🖤🖤🖤)

Tagging: (i have been off Tumblr most of the past few days so if you already did this, I am sorry!) @brittsdmd @mrsmatt @dreambig63 @simoneinside @thatgirlforever5 @alyhull @thenerdybaker523 @dancingwithsilhouettes (i know most of your answers, Aimee, but like everyone should love you as much as I do) @from-wherever, @lancearchers/@schreiberpablo

favorite color: Gold

currently reading: Killing The Business by Matt and Nick Jackson. Dark Disciple by Christie Golden, Butts in Seats by Tony Schiavone, and a few volumes of Saga by Brian K. Vaughan and Fiona Staples are all on my nightstand or Audible queue. I also reread a few autobiographies every February and am on the Autobiography of Malcolm X.

last song: “Texas Man” by The Chicks. I was belting out the whole album on my drive back.

sweet, savory, or spicy? It depends for sure, but more often than not savory. I can’t have a lot of sweet and usually would reserve it for when I baked for my coworkers. But I have been remote for two years now and so my standing mixer is bereft and I have not made a lot of treats or indulged much (though I do keep chocolate on hand for hard days™️). So I am much more a cook and more savory and trying different flavor profiles when cooking or dining out. Spicy if I am feeling spicyyy~

currently working on: I have two requests — a Lance Archer/OFC story with like 8000 words written and like 2-5k more to go (hi, I am Amanda. If you pointed a gun at me and said “write a drabble” I would be dead), and an Ethan Page one I now have inspo for because he was INCREDIBLE to meet today. Also, I need to write chapter 5 of my Nick Jackson story but he made my OFC so mad at him in chapter 4 that I an residually mad at him 😂. In non-writing, I have been teaching myself to make gifs over on @hikuleo and it is going marginally bad to decent. And I am crocheting more wrestling dolls like the ones I gave Ethan today (Orange, Brandon Cutler, Matt and Nick Jackson, Hanger, Kenny, Nyla, Britt, and Hikaru are all on my list).

#tag game #amanda talkie post

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artemiseamoon · 4 months

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Preview: Autumn in New York

A Nick Vaughan x ofc mini fic

Status: complete

Fic info & Moodboards

Summary: Two strangers, a wedding, and one unforgettable night.

Warnings: angsts, mild implied sexual content.

An: who wrote a sappy fic during hiatus??? Me. I did. Not back yet, wips likely resuming in February, but here is some fluffiness all inspired by a movie I was just gonna watch as background noise 😂 (is this bringing my Chris E crush back??? Dammit!)

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Myrlande

Myrlande chewed the inside of her cheek as more people filed in, the wedding would start in 20 minutes.

Each time she glanced back and didn’t see Andrew, relief washed over her. But there were still about 15 empty seats, and Brian would kill him if he didn’t show.

Myrlande was close to the bride, Grace, they'd known each other since grade school. Grace met Brian 6 years ago, and he’s been around ever since. Friends came along with the package, in Grace’s case, she came with Myrlande and Ani. Brian, the groom, came with four of his own childhood friends, one of them being Andrew.

“Honey, you’re making me nervous.” Ani placed one hand over Myrlands. “Breathe,” she whispered.

Myrlande blew out a breath. “Am I that obvious?”

“Only because I know you so well, plus, you’re looking at the door, a lot.”

Myrlande laughed to release some tension, “I haven't seen him since that night I fucked up.” …

Noon, in midtown Manhattan, Nick POV

As the crowd spilled off the train, Nick stayed seated.

Everyone around him was in a rush, except him. He said yes to this, but from the moment he got the invite months back, it only filled him with dread. She would be there.

The tall brunette captured his attention and heart in one night and he was smitten, all in, from the start. He’d never seen her before sophomore year of college, she just appeared, out of nowhere, like she was there just for him.

And once it was over, she was gone, like she had never been there; well, if it wasn’t for his broken heart and all the memories that haunted him like ghosts, even 6 years later.

I should be over it by now, he even told himself in the mirror sometimes, but no matter how many times he said it, it never worked…

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Back from hiatus in Feb!!!! Wips will resume then!

#Nick Vaughan #Movie: Before we go #Nick Vaughan x ofc #fic: autumn in new york #completed fic #a03 fic

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artemiseamoon · 1 year

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Completed fics (so far)

Summer 2022 onward

Follow @artemiseamoon-updates and subscribe on A03* Registered users

There are older finished fics too, pre summed 2022, Just look at my masterlist.

If this is our destiny | Mayans | Angel, f reader, Manny

The longest ride | SOA | bad boyfriend Jax Teller x ofc ft Jon Bernthal as an omc

The world we no longer know (via Sideblog) | TWD | Shane Walsh, Ofc, Rick Grimes +

Nostalgia antiques (bonus chapter added) | Prospect 2018 | Ezra x f reader

Chasing the moon | Mandalorian | Mando, grogu

Back to Start | TF | Family man Frankie x family x ofc

A little bit of hope | TF | ex Santi, omc (fc Ben Barnes) , f reader

Nocturna Sanguine | Original w/ Ivar (Vikings) Roman (Hemlock Grove) and Kat Graham as my oc

After this is over | Narcos Mx | Smash & Grab crew, Walt, Calderoni, Slate (oc)

A lighthouse in the dark | triple frontier | Amara x Will, the guys

Milk & Honey | vikings | werebear Bjorn x ofc

Flirting with Danger | narcos mx | Ramón x rc

The barmaid & the Spaniard | Pero Tovar x rx

Outshine the sun | TF| Frankie Morales x ofc ft Benny

Neptunium | Vampire John Wick x f reader

Under a Golden sun | Benny Miller x f reader | omc x f reader

Wisteria & Moonlight | Werwolf! Will Miller x Ofc (ft Benny & more)

Elysian | Soulmate AU , Ezra x ofc

Stay in the light | Pitch black au | Johns x ofc

A place to call home | Isabella Bautista x ofc (narcos mx)

When the lights go out | Lights out | Omar Assarian x f reader

Sin | Narcos Mx | Bi! Pacho x f reader, Miguel x f reader

The Edge of Dawn | Donald Pierce x Brandi Cross (Ofc) | Modern western / post apocalypse au

Queen of poisons | Werewolf Ezra x the huntress Nyx

Death Kiss | Vampire Hunter Mayans, ofcs, | JC vampires au

Deep in the woods, the goat-man lives | Creature! ubbe x ofc | Vikings

Decided by fate | Tyler Rake x ofc

Labyrinth | Klonnie (a03)

Artes year of whump (plus fluff and comfort) challenge

What the heart wants | Secret sabra fic | Pero Tovar

Autumn in New York | Nick Vaughan x ofc

#completed fics #so far

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