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the-ace-with-spades · 10 months

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Unhinged buddie fic idea again -- Tia Pepa starts setting up Eddie on dates but with a bit of an AU twist.

Tia Pepa starts setting Eddie up on dates. Which Buck is fine with. Obviously. Why wouldn't he be? Eddie is his best friend, he wants him to be happy. He's also straight and maybe Buck liked having him all to himself but realistically, that couldn't last forever.

Whatever. He can get over it. Or he can at least pretend he got over it.

So Eddie is complaining at the firehouse about another set-up date and Buck tries to be positive and encouraging and says something about how Eddie could at least give them a chance - even if every word is said through gritted teeth.

And Eddie is appalled and says something along the lines of, "Maybe my tia should be setting you up, if you're so open to the idea." And everyone from the team claws at the idea, teasing Buck about being single and wanting to marry into the Diaz family through Eddie's cousin or something (which, a bit too close to the truth, ha).

Eddie finds the idea so hilarious that he tells Pepa about it. And regrets it not a minute later when she says, "Why not? I could set your Buck up with someone nice."

This actually makes Eddie grit his teeth, there's just something that makes him itch, even just thinking about Buck going out with any of the women Eddie went out with---Just no.

What he doesn't know is, Tia Pepa goes over his head on this --- just calls Buck (because of course she has his number, he's family and Eddie's and Chris's emergency contact). She sweet-talks Buck into it over the phone, telling him how Eddie told her about how he's single and how she knows just the right person for Buck and it'll be nice to keep Buck close in the family if it works out.

Obviously, Buck is skeptical --- there's just one Diaz he wants to be with and he's unavailable --- but then Pepa keeps on going how she knows just his type and how he's not going to regret it and just one date never harmed anyone and, well, Buck caves in because he's weak against most Diazes it seems.

He doesn't tell anyone about it. Not even Eddie. It's probably just going to be one date that he'll ruin like he always does and the girl will tell Pepa all about it and then Pepa won't even bother to set up another poor girl with him.

He gets a text with the place and time, a small hole-in-the-wall place that's just about Buck's thing, and an ominous message with Addy will wait for you there, look out for a red bandana.

And Buck is expecting some cute girl in dungarees and with a bandana holding up her hair but when he enters the place, it's almost dead and there's just some elderly couple, a group of teens, and a guy. A guy in jeans, a white t-shirt, sunglasses, and with a red bandana tied around his neck.

Turns out Addy is short for Adam, not Adelina or Adriana like Buck thought.

Adam is also gorgeous. Dark hair, chocolate eyes, tan skin, fit and strong. Addy has a six-year-old daughter, is no longer in contact with his ex-husband, works as a nurse in the ER, loves quiet indie places, and would love to travel the world every chance he has.

When after the date --- which goes on for so long the cafe's owner has to ask them to leave because they're closing --- Buck calls Pepa to tell her how it went and when can't really make his mouth produce words, she just tells him, "I told you I know your type, mijo."

Needless to say, Eddie finds out about that fast because Addy is his cousin and texts him for ideas for a second date with 'his friend Buck.'

His brain resets. Then restarts. Then resets again.

He did not know that about Buck. He would've known that about Buck.

He's calling his tia before he knows it and demanding answers.

Eddie, well, Eddie is fuming inside but Buck seems happy and Addy seems happy and they're both good guys so he shuts up whatever unreasonable, surprising anger he's boiling with and helps Addy prepare a date --- tells him about the water show in the aquarium he was planning on taking Buck and Chris to.

But the day of the show comes and Buck isn't answering his texts and he's just walking in circles around the kitchen table and before he realizes what he's doing, he's packing Chris into the car and, "Oh, look at that, what a coincident we're meeting you here."

He feels like an absolute madman when Addy tells him, when Buck and Chris are distracted by colorful fish, "If you didn't want me to date him, you could have just said so."

And a couple of days later both Pepa and Buck are at Eddie's for dinner and he feels like an absolute asshole when Pepa tells Buck Addy doesn't want another date. For about five minutes, that is, because after that Pepa looks Eddie straight in the eyes, he swears, and says brightly, "Don't worry, I know plenty of young single men that are just your type, Evanito."

The history repeats, obviously, and Eddie uses Chris to just 'run' into Buck on his date with another of his cousins. At some point, his cousins probably start to warn each other about it because they stop talking to Eddie about Buck's favorite activities and foods.

But they tell Buck the date places. And Buck tells at least one person on the team, always, and Eddie might be a madman but he's a madman on a mission so he always tricks the info out of someone -- Chim is usually the easiest and Hen won't admit but she likes to gossip about people's love lives. He even manages to trick Bobby into telling him where Buck is on his next date under the disguise of concerned 'Buck sure is going on a lot of dates lately,' etc. and Bobby actually falls for it and Eddie feels guilty about it until he hears Buck is going on a date with his godawful cousin Marco.

(Meanwhile, every time Buck 'runs' into Eddie on a date, he's cursing the universe and its stupid, obvious signs... Like, he knows he's in love with Eddie, the universe can shut up and stop screaming at him.)

Eddie is at Pepa's again and she comes back from where she was talking to someone on the terrace and silently sits down opposite Eddie with that look and says, "So, that was Marco."

"Yes, exactly. Marco. How could you set him up with Marco of all people?"

"Well, I'm running out of candidates because someone keeps on scaring them off."

Eddie doesn't look her in the eyes. He's truly become a madman since the whole thing started happening but like hell he'll admit it.

"You know, Eddie, if you don't want Buck to date any of your cousins, there's an easy solution that will solve this dilemma and will let us keep Buck in the family."

"Pepa---"

"Tell you what, I'll set one more date for him, tomorrow at seven at that ice cream sandwich truck Chris likes," she says, raising her eyebrows pointedly. "You decide if his date stands him up or not."

He never ever again wants to see Buck going out with any of his cousins.

Which doesn't mean he isn't a coward. He doesn't tell Buck. He tries to leave the house three times, changes his clothes about six times, and by the end of it, he's late.

Buck is easy to find between people, towering over most.

Buck smiles when he sees him but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Let me guess, he decided it wasn't worth it and backed out last minute," he sighs. "And Tia Pepa sent me a personal cheer squad to humor me up and pay for my ice cream."

"No, he's here," Eddie says because the it's me doesn't want to leave his mouth.

"Oh," Buck says, and his shoulders don't look so slumpy anymore but he still doesn't look, well, happy. "Where is he then?"

Eddie makes an elaborate wave with his arm and deadpans, "Ta-da."

There's a moment when those big baby blues blink at Eddie dumbly and Eddie swears Buck stops breathing for a few seconds before finally managing to push out, "Oh."

#chris is a willing participant in this I believe #originally this was supposed to be pepa setting buck with one of eddie's sisters btw and eddie being jealous as hell #buddie #911 fox #911 abc #evan buck buckley #eddie diaz #pepa diaz #she's the MVP here really #fic ideas I'll never write #its free real estate people take it away and do whatever you want with it #fic ideas #op #charlie writes

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stucky-headcanon-bot · 7 months

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#Steve never gives up a chance to brag about being married #He wants everyone to know he got to be Buckys #Could have made a whole neighbourhood jealous back in the day #married people drama #steve rogers #james barns #james buchanan barnes #stevebucky #white wolf #stucky #steve bucky #chris evans #sebastian stan

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reggies-fake-horcrux · 10 months

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james: oh hey, eduar-

james: I mean regulus..

regulus: ...

James: ...

regulus: who the fuck is Eduardo

james: oh no no no, don't worry about it

regulus: ...

james: I don't know any Eduardo, like I swear to god

regulus: ...

james: ...

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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can you do a imagine from lloyd hansen where he gets jealous?

Ugh!! Where he's jealous, why does a jealous Lloyd do something to my lady bits?? So I do have something with Lloyd and Ransom 😏 and there is a bit of jealous in that, so this is going to be a bit different.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Property of Lloyd Hansen

Summary: Lloyd does not like Nick’s hands on you.

Pairings: Lloyd Hansen X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (F receiving), fingering, edging, sex in public, creampie, jealous and possessive Lloyd, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.1K

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You had wanted to go out. You had also wanted to dance, which he does not do. So he gave you the next best thing, to take you out with someone who would. Nick for the most part was an alley to Lloyd, but as he watches the two of you, he’s seeing him as the number one enemy.

He picks up his highball glass, taking a drink of the smokey liquor. His eyes watching Nick’s hands closely. More than once he told himself the lights of the club were creating terrible shadows.

Running his pinky finger up the glass gathering a bit of condensation. Ice clinking around, when he sees Nick’s hand drift too low on your back. He pulls your body into his, and you have the audacity to lay your head against his chest. Clenching his teeth as he watches the two of you. Getting extremely riled up when Nick rests his chin on your head. Looking up at Lloyd with an eat shit grin. Nick lifts your chin up, whispering something to you, when Lloyd leaps off his chair. Charging towards you, and pushing everyone out of his way.

He’d had enough. You got to dance, but he was not going to sit back and watch Nick put his hands all over you, that was his job, and he was going to take it, wherever he could.

Reaching your side, he’s pulling you back to the VIP suite. Pushing you into a plush couch in the corner, and you shake your head at him. “You think you’re going to parade him in front of me, and me not take what is mine?”

“Baby, it was your idea. You said you didn’t dance,” he does stop, though. Pulling up your dress, your arms circle around your tits, but his hand goes under your panties to cup your mound. “This, this right here, is mine, right?”

You nod your head giving him a pout. Your eyes looking around to see if anyone can see. “Eyes on me, Barbie doll, tell me who this cunt belongs to.”

“You, baby. My pussy belongs only to Lloyd Hansen.”

He presses down, palming you, and pushes aside your arms. Giving you a quick little smirk before kitten licking each nipple, “And these? Who owns these pretty tits?”

“Lloyd Hansen.”

“You know, if you weren’t so fucking wet, I would think you weren’t enjoying yourself. So, I’m going to fuck you here, that way everyone knows who you belong to. Because I own every part of you, huh, Barbie?”

“All of me. I’m your doll, but Lloyd…”

“No buts, unless you’re finally gonna let me fuck your ass,” when you shake your head no, he jerks your panties off before burying his face in your cunt. Proving to you very quickly with that first whimper that he can destroy you with any part of him. His favorite is his mouth, so your scent lingers on him. Making him needier for you pussy anytime he’s away.

His mustache creating the best added stimulation. Giving you just the right amount of tickles with his added sucking and nibbling. Laving up every bit of your juices like the finest bourbon. Giving you the kindness of stretching you out with his fingers.

You can feel him smile on you when your pussy emits loud squelching sounds. His fingers dripping and coated in your juices. Nice and sloppy, just the way he craves it. You essence scenting him up like his favorite cologne.

Running your fingers through his hair, getting the most pleasure from his soothing tight cut. Keeping him tight against his pussy, and you feel your walls start to flutter around his fingers. Getting you right on then edge, and he starts to pull away, but you try to hold him in place.

“I want to fuck you.”

“And I want to cum,” you almost growl at him.

“You will, on my cock, Barbie. I need you around me right now. Let’s put on a show for your Ken doll.”

“You’re my Ken doll, though.”

Moving up your body, he pulls down his tight pants. Your hands move under his shirt, needing his heated and sticky skin on your own. Slinging the shirt to the side of the suite, he crashes into your warmth.

You feel amazing wrapped tight around him, and if it wasn’t for him needing to see you smile and to show you off, he’d keep you locked away in your doll house. “I have a cock.”

“The biggest, baby,” your voice breathless as you grip his back tight. Your nails the only thing he allows to mar his skin. Leaving the most beautiful marks up and down his back.

“Ken dolls don’t. Because this pussy…”

“Is yours.”

He ruts into you with a fiery fervor. Your body bouncing over the velvety couch, and you see his figure behind him. Nick standing watching Lloyd dominate what is his. Lloyd won’t mind, a constant reminder of how Nick can not touch you.

Seeing your eyes watch Nick, has Lloyd glancing back at his associate. “She’s pretty when she’s being stretched out, huh?”

“Sure is.”

“Just wait until you see her cum,” his eyes back on you, his cock spearing into you with a need to prove his comment. “Aren’t you pretty, when you cum?” biting your lip, you nod your head. A small scratch down his back, and he’s slamming into you deeper.

Your head lolls around, and when he presses onto your lower stomach, feeling himself deep in your womb, you scream out his name. Nails scratching down his back, and your cunt clenches down on his cock.

“Fuuuucckkk!” he screams, with his harsh pounds into you. His hot thick cream ribbons into you, and you see stars staring up into his crystal eyes. He continues to fuck into you, letting your tight channel milk him dry, until you feel his seed seep out of you and onto the couch.

“Wanna see how fucking pretty my greedy little pussy is?” Lloyd pulls himself out of you, slapping his cock on your swollen nub, before stepping back. “Show Nick how full she gets.”

The two men gaze at your gaping hole, Lloyd’s spunk bubbling out, and you whimper again at their heated stares. You push Lloyd’s cum out of you. Moaning when it oozes down your slit, “That’s enough of that,” Lloyd grunts fingering the cream back into you. “No panties. I want you dripping of me when we walk out of here, so everyone knows that pussy is property of Lloyd Hansen. Don’t whine, Barbie doll, I’ll let you play dress up for me later as a reward.”

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jadedvibes · 2 years

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Innocent

Summary: Andy gets upset when he discovers that Neal asked you out for drinks.

Pairing: Andy Barber x reader

Warnings: 18+ only, jealous!andy, swearing, things get a little rough.

Word Count: 900

A/N: Inspired by this gif @maladaptivexxdaydreaming sent me! 💜✨

Like, comment, and/or reblog to put a giant smile on my face ♡

“Why did Loguidice smugly walk out of here with a smile on his face?” Andy asked as he walked towards you.

“Hmm?” you furrowed your brows, looking up at him with a pen between your lips, feigning innocence. “I don’t know,” you slowly pulled it out. “He just offered to take me out for drinks to give me a couple pointers to strengthen my memorandums.”

His jaw ticked as he inhaled a heavy breath. “Your writing is perfect, what did you say?” he interrogated.

You tried to suppress your smile at his compliment and obvious agitation. You’d done well in your legal writing class and thought you were pretty great too, but your true reason for letting Neal Loguidice think he was taking you out on a date was to get under Andy’s skin.

Your clerkship with Andy was ending soon, and after this, you weren't certain where you’d end up for work. Although, as you watched the jealousy run across his features you knew there was one place you’d very much like to be – bent over your desk as he pounded into you mercilessly.

Of course it was unethical to want him that way, but the long hours coupled with the close proximity made you long for him. Those broad shoulders, that perfect ass, and that self-assured attitude – like he knew he could bend anyone to his will. They didn’t make men like Andy Barber anymore, and that’s why you had to have him.

Looking up at him doe-eyed, “He said I could be more clear and concise in a couple places, so I said yes.”

“You’re not going,” he declared harshly.

Your eyebrows raised at his sharp tone. “I… he’s my boss Andy. I want to be the best lawyer that I can be someday, and if he’s willing to –”

“He’s not your boss, I am. And I said you’re not going. Be sure to let him know that.”

Standing up from your desk, you walked around to get closer to Andy so that you could meet his eyeline. “But I want to go, I wanna see what he can teach me,” you smiled coyly.

“I’ll teach you, I’m a better writer than him. He’s just trying to get into your p–” he cleared his throat. Neal Loguidice was a slimeball, and he didn’t think his sweet little law clerk needed to know all the details.

You stood as close as professionally suitable, and then took one more step so that you could gaze deeply into his icy blue eyes. “Trying to get into what, Andy?”

He stared down at you for a moment and then blinked, trying to process what was happening. Sure, he flirted with you, you were too gorgeous and always so eager to please, he couldn’t help it. Even so your beauty carried an air of innocence too, one that he respected – but a deeper part of him desperately wanted to sully that. A twisted part of him wanted to know what you tasted like. Morality and honor out the door, he wanted you.

He was planning on telling you after Lynn offered you a post-bar full time position at the district attorney’s office at the end of the week. However, now with the way you were looking at him, talking about that bastard Neal taking you out, Andy knew he had to act.

“Neal is trying to get into your pants, or better yet, your skirt,” he declared, his eyes slowly trailing down your body, studying you.

You bit your lip, watching as he took you in with hungry eyes. He’d often hide his desire; every time you bent a little too low in front of him, or when you’d take off your blazer and reveal a top that showed more than he expected. You’d see the way his eyes would flutter shut, simultaneously suppressing a groan in his throat as his breathing went shallow.

“Maybe someone should,” you closed the little distance left, bringing yourself toe to toe with Andy. Knowing your time with him was limited made you bolder than you thought possible.

His eyes came to yours, and a trace of a wicked smile crossed his lips. “That what you want, honey?” he lightly trailed the back of his hand down your arm, leaving goosebumps as he went. “Want me to fuck you… right here in this office?”

You nodded, unable to push a word through your lips.

He charged you, grabbing your face in his large hands as he kissed you. His tongue slid through your lips as he backed you toward your desk, pinning you there with his hips.

You threaded your fingers into his rough beard as you kissed him back with everything you had – electricity buzzing through every cell in your body as you felt him harden against your covered core. His grip on your face was near painful, but damn did you love the way he felt, his tongue passionately dancing against yours.

His lips, his touch, his power, felt like a perfect preview for what was to come next.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you,” Andy growled against your lips.

Eager and aching, “Please,” you whimpered, your heart beating so loud you swore he could hear it.

Andy gave you a devilish grin, his eyes flickering in satisfaction at the sight of you wrecked and ready for him. “Go lock the door.”

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chriscaprogers · 7 months

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if you still think the marriage is fake and you agree with the ‘pr team’ delulus (aka @captregina and co) you can kindly go fuck yourselves and block me because i’m tired of your shit

#this fucking sick person called me a missed abortion and said i should die… but were the bad guys for telling her to shut the fuck up #chris evans #alba baptista #ffs let the man be happy and have a life #he doesn’t even know you exist #and alba is so gorgeous y’all are just evil and jealous

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bookishtheaterlover7 · 5 months

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You are jealous of alba and you have too much time on your hands .

Again?! Wow, you racist fuckers never learn!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Excuse me, bitch. Why the hell would I be jealous of a flat ass hoe, who's only asset is getting naked in front of the internet or some old guy paying her to get inside one of her holes? Who's "husband" can't stand her long enough to actually touch her, let alone fuck her?!

I said it!

I'm sorry you are a sad lonely racist who nobody loves because you have time to go into MY page and tell me what I can or cannot do.

Since you're so interested in what I do, let me tell you, I spend more time with my family in the past few days than you have ever in your whole life, considering you emulate a racist Nazi with zero career, money, husband, but lots of clients.

And not the clients that will get her Hollywood Fame like you think she does.

Now, I've officially wasted 30 minutes of my life on your pathetic, waste of space ass, so I'm going to go and spend time with my Mother, because it's the holidays, and like I said, I don't know if this is our last together.

So, take your probably flat ass, and get off my page before I blow up. There's a reason why you're only the third Evil Anon with a weak ass insult, supporting your favorite slutty Nazi, do you really wanna test me? Or the rest of the Fandom?

#evil anon ask #booky reacts #booky answers #chris evans #chris evans fandom #they're daring us again #the only way I'll ever be jealous of Albitch is if she has the entire collection of Jane Austen and read and reread them thrice #and is able to discuss said books in an intelligent way.#since that's impossible... 🖕#go fuck yourself since her sugar daddies won't 🙃

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 2 years

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I swear this man's eyelashes are something else.

If he blinked really fast, we all feel a breeze.

#chris evans #and thickest eyelashes ever #im a bit jealous?#i want nice thick eyelashes #seriously why

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cevansbrat0007 · 1 year

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Time for my random thought how would Andy react to the reader being annoyed with his over protectiveness and telling him to Fuck off! What about the trio of Daddies?

I'm in the process of working this into an upcoming fic where Andy witnesses Reader out on a "date" with another man that he "knows" is an asshole.

Really, it's a late afternoon business meeting between the Reader and one of her agency's big time clients. And yes, said client is a womanizer as well as an asshole. But our girl is prepared for this. She knows how to handle herself. And she's been doing it for a long time, since well before she met Andrew Barber. Something she informs him of when they're fighting about it later.

I'm still fleshing this out, of course. But please stay tuned. We've got some growly jealous/possessive Andrew Barber coming soon.

Thanks!

#cevansbrat007 asks #chris evans #andy barber #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #chris evans x reader #andy barber x reader #cevansbrat0007growing pains series #growing pains #jealous andy barber

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florida3exclamationpoints · 8 months

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Horrible news (local girl's not age appropriate celebrity crush got married)

#im kidding im happy for him #but i will say. i never understood fangirls being jealous when their Famous Men were in relationships #until i adopted Chris Evans as my Famous Man #and now i kinda get it sjdhskdhskdj #chris evans

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crazyunsexycool · 2 years

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That puppy really looked into the camera and said “you wish this was you huh?” 😂😂😂