#lloyd hansen

[thezombieprostitute]

Hello Zombie!!! I’ve been hyperfixating on Chris Evans recently, and I absolutely devoured your Domestic Lloyd series. As a result, I have been plagued with thoughts of Lloyd cooking and all the sweet, naughty things that can come with that, and I simply must share them, lest my brain explode.

I like to imagine that he’ll cook your favorite foods for you, but there’s like, a competitive edge to it? You’ll order something you like at a restaurant and maybe you offer him a bite and he’s like “Nah, I can make this better.” and the next day he’ll quietly hand you the same dish that he’s made himself. It’s even funnier to me if he doesn’t even try the dish first. He just knows he can make it better. (His version is better, but do you really wanna give him the satisfaction of knowing that?) (I also feel like he’d be less likely to do this for a mom and pop shop. Like, if you order something from an Italian restaurant run by an old nonna, he’s less likely to challenge it. Game recognizes game)

And then of course, there’s the sexual potential of this particular skill. Maybe he’ll make a strawberry or blueberry syrup to drizzle all over your body (bonus points if it’s still a little hot). He’ll lick it up slow, making sure every little drizzle is cleaned off your skin before he eats you out. The more you whimper and squirm, the slower he’ll clean you up (the absolute bastard).

And maybe sometimes he likes to order you to strip and lay on the dining table. When you do, he carefully arranges the dinner he’s made for himself on your body, setting it all up like a display. It’s artistic. He takes his time with this. He’s got the main dish, the sides, maybe even a little desert, all laid across your torso. And he has table settings too. Maybe a little hot wax dotted between the plates and some more of that syrup from earlier drizzled on your limbs. Maybe he sets up candles and leafy garland around you.

And when he’s happy with the arrangement, he’ll take a few pictures, then settle in to eat. He’ll moan around his food and pay little attention to you. But if he’s feeling generous, he’ll give you a bite or two of what he’s made. He might let you lick some sauce off his fingers or drip some of his wine into your mouth. It’s intense for him. And of course, once he’s finished, he’ll wordlessly switch to licking any sauce, syrup, or anything else off your body. Then he’ll fuck you into oblivion on top of the table, praising you for being so good and still and patient (he’s had to buy many new dining tables, and at this point he’s got his favorite woodworker on speed dial). He’ll tell you that you still taste more delicious than anything he could ever make, and he’ll put his mouth to good use. Anytime you do this, he loses all inhibitions and cums really quick. He can’t hold back when you’ve been so good for him (and when he’s just eaten a fucking fantastic meal). He gets lost in praising you and thinking about his dinner and he’s just done for. (Will make dinner for you after or take you out to your favorite restaurant. He’s not letting you go hungry after that)

Basically, Lloyd cooking is the most genius-brain headcanon to ever exist, and I am endlessly inspired by it. Thank you for coming to my LloydTalk™️

(I’m sorry this is so long omggg)

(I’m sorry this is so long omggg)

No worries! Domestic Lloyd has that effect and is proud of it!

I can absolutely see Lloyd viewing restaurants with a competitive eye. Only his cooking is allowed to make you moan with pleasure!

I actually got the idea of Lloyd being a good cook from talking with others. I think it was @alicedopey and @bigtreefest but it was so long ago it's just kinda become canon for me. 😅

As far as laying you out on the table, making you part of the set dressing, I think this Lloyd prefers you being a more active participant, but he also very much enjoys seeing you "dressed up" for him. 🤭

[paperweight91]

The Family Meeting

Summary: Ari runs the first family meeting in a long time, with several interruptions from Lloyd.

Characters: Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, Steve Rogers, Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale, Curtis Everett

Pairings: none

Warnings: Mob AU, implied violence, implied murder, implied torture, no actual violence, Minors DNI.

A/N: Hopefully this one isn’t too chaotic! But I thought it was time to bring all our boys together! Special shout out, as always to my wonderful friend @krirebr without you this AU wouldn’t be happening at all. Thank you so much for all your help with it ❤️

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[paperweight91]

hiiii idk if i’m just being picky but i feel like i don’t see a lot of writers for lloyd, and hes my fav chris evans character!!!

so i really appreciate you writing sm for him :,) pls never stop, youre so talented <3

Ahhhhh thank you for this sweet, sweet compliment! I’m so glad you enjoy my vision of Lloyd. He truly is my favourite to write so I always have something cooking for him!

[paperweight91]

How would a friends to lovers scenario go with Lloyd? I can't decide if he'd go all in, run in fear, massacre a drug ring to distract himself. He's a man of extremes, I'm just not sure which here.

Ohhhhh Anon! I love this! I’ve added my thoughts below the cut!

Because I’m pretty sure Lloyd just doesn’t have friends. Not in the traditional sense at least. His idea of a friend is the person who can get him into a restaurant he wants to try, even if he had to threaten the guy to get it.

But I think if Lloyd did have a friend it would be someone he was very close with. I can imagine him meeting you in college, and at first of course he hit on you to get your attention, but of course you turned him down.

After that, you started studying together, hanging out. It was something right from a rom-com. Except, neither of you really felt that spark.

So after the CIA goes terribly for him and Lloyd branches off on his own he call you, his best friend. The person he trusts more than anything.

Because of he’s out snapping necks, he needs someone he trusts to run the business. And the only person he trusts like that is you.

And that’s how it starts, you handle the business, while he handles the business.

There’s probably one day, when it’s been one of those days. You know the ones. Where it just seems to go on forever. You’re both eating Chinese food in his office, making fun of the jack-off from legal.

And then the spark hits.

It hits you both like a freight train out of nowhere.

Before you know it, you’re in his lap making out like teenagers at the prom.

After that night, your relationship shifts. Neither of you talk about it, and yet you both know. There’s no going back to being friends, there’s no turning the car around.

It takes about six months before you move in, and another six before he awkwardly asks you to marry him.

It’s not a big to-do. In the middle of dinner, he slides a ring box across the table, while he chews on his filet. His eyes darting between his food and you. Just as quietly, you take the ring out and slide it on your finger.

Some people might say it wasn’t romantic, but for Lloyd? He may as well have hired a skywriter.

So yes, I think you’re right, Lloyd is a man of extremes. But I think if you’re friends with him first…he’s gonna be a lot quieter about them. 🤣

[witchywithwhiskey]

Your father thought he'd stab in the back certain men who showed his company mercy before. But they don't give second chances and their retaliation is vicious. Beside driving him bankrupt and shamed in public eye, they will also take his most previous gem. You.

Which three men take you to pay the price?

ohhh this is such a fun premise, thank you for sending it in, Eva! now, who are the men......hmmmm 🤔

because it's a business sort of setting, my mind immediately jumps to Andy Barber and Ransom Drysdale. they're both the type to want retribution if they'd been wronged, so they make sense. then, i considered Curtis as the third, but i think it'd be more fun if it's Lloyd Hansen. he definitely seems the type to want to retaliate against anyone who wronged him.

Andy, Ransom and Lloyd would be an overwhelming, chaotic trio—they're also vicious and petty. they'll turn you into their perfect little trophy wife in public, dressing you up and showing you off at all their events (taking devious pleasure in the world knowing you belong to all three of them), and then they'll take you home and turn you into their perfect little fuck toy. you'll learn how to please each and every one of them, and you'll do it with a smile and a "yes, sir." 🤭

[krirebr]

Im so sad I never got a chance to submit a pairing for your poly drabbles 😭😭

I'm so obsessed with the Lloyd and Andy pairing!! I feel like normally they're so opposite in fics, so seeing them together makes me so happy 🥰

That's okay!! I would be so surprised if i didn't do another poly prompt weekend! Once I finally finish all the ones I got from the first one.

And thank you!! That's the same way I feel about the Andy and Lloyd one! They're just so opposite that they actually work really well together. I've been thinking about them a lot.

[paperweight91]

Imagine You suggest a get away camping weekend with Lloyd alone in the serenity of the woods.

I can imagine just how reluctant he’d be, but he’d do it for his girl.

Heat, bugs and his revulsion to the outdoors.

ohhhhh Rachel! I went a little bit of a way with this! I hope you like it!

The Call of the Wild

Summary: You convince Lloyd to go camping, and he really wishes you hadn’t

Pairing: Lloyd Hansen x reader

Warnings: Fluff, implied smut

"Did you hear that?" You could hear a string of something that almost sounded like fear in Lloyd's voice. It took everything within you to stifle the giggle that was bubbling up your throat.

"I think it's just the breeze, Lloyd, are you sure you wanna do this?" You reached up to cup his face, "We can go home, I promise, I won't be upset."

The look Lloyd turned on you then was fierce, like he knew you had sensed his fear. "I didn't say that, did I Princess?" He tried to fold his arms across his chest, but the look of him sitting up, with his neck bent at an odd angle from the roof of the tent sent you into hysterics. 

He huffed, a hand coming up to smooth his hair back. "Fine! I hate this! But you said this is your favourite thing, besides Lloyd Jr," He sent you a dazzling smile and a wink at that, "So we're here. 'Enjoying nature' or whatever." 

Smoothing your hand up his chest, you cupped his cheek again. His plump lips were pouting down at you, even from the odd angle. You pulled him down into a kiss, and murmured against his lips. "You wanna know my favourite thing about camping?"

He chased your lips as you pulled away, a frown pulling his features in a way you always hated. You kissed the corners of his mouth a few times to help smooth the lines away. Leaning into him more, you reached behind him for the flap that covered the mesh window at the top of the tent.

You pulled him to lay with you, and he huffed before rearranging you both so you were laying with your back pressed against his chest. "My favourite part about camping, is being able to lay naked under the stars, and no one can see you."

You could feel the grin before Lloyd spoke behind you, "Well there's just one problem, Princess." 

You hummed and put a finger to your chin pretending to think, a mischievous grin lighting up your face as you rolled to lay on your stomach and face Lloyd. "Hmm, I can't think of anything?"

He snorted at your obvious lie, "Well I think we're both wearing far too many clothes, for this to be considered 'naked stargazing.' Probably gonna have to fix that myself." He followed that statement with a long suffering sigh.

His waggled eyebrows were your only clue, before he was jumping you and tearing at your clothes, both of your laughter carrying on the breeze and away into the night.

After that night, Lloyd decided camping wasn't as awful as he first thought. But next time, he was definitely getting a cabin.

[paperweight91]

How is Lloyd when it comes to gross heat and humidity? 🤭

Okay listen. Heat and humidity are awful, full stop. (The humidity finally lifted here after what’s felt like forever 😩)

Lloyd’s such a simple guy when it comes to life: he just wants to be comfortable. And if he can’t be comfortable you bet your ass he’s gonna buy that comfort.

So I imagine him in the morning laying out by the pool, drinking some fruity drink with a leopard print Speedo. He tends to enjoy the early morning more, because neither the heat nor the humidity have settled in yet.

Just as you’re about to call him in for a mid morning snack, he comes stomping into the kitchen, sweat dripping down his chest.

“Who ordered all this fucking heat?”

You’d simply shrug and offer him some lemonade, because he did the same thing every day. A small smile on your lips as you turned to the fridge and you mouthed his next words.

“I swear to God I’m getting a place in Siberia so we don’t have to deal with this shit anymore.”

When you turn around you’ll have already schooled your features and you’ll reply, just like you did the day before. “But I love seeing you in your bathing suit.” The extra little pout may be a bit much, but Lloyd loves it.

His chest will puff out, and he’ll shoot you a wink before going to pull you into his arms.

“Lloyd, no! You’re sweaty and gross, go take a shower!”

That’s when a spark lights up his eye, “I’ll give you the count of three Pumpkin, better hope I don’t catch you.”

You don’t even wait for him to start counting before you’re bounding away, you hear him yell “Three!” From the kitchen before you know he’s tracking you through the house.

You both know it won’t take him long to find you, but pretending was half the fun. In almost no time he has you cornered in the laundry room, a smirk pulling at his features.

“Well…I guess we’re both sweaty and gross now. Let’s go have a shower.”

With that he tosses you over his shoulder and carries you to the master bathroom a swat to your ass as you squeal with mirth.

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I think it’s a great way to spend a hot humid day, don’t you? Thanks for the fun ask Siri! ❤️