#Andre Harris x reader

[herweirdass]

field trip fate | andre harris

the museum buzzed with groups of students. they had clearly double booked. it was packed. andre stood near the sculpture exhibit, half-listening to robbie ramble about ancient artifacts when his gaze drifted across the room—and froze.

you were standing by the paintings, your plaid skirt uniform catching the light as you tilted your head to examine a canvas. andre barely noticed anything else in the room.

“yo, andre, you okay?” robbie asked, waving a hand in front of his face.

“who is that?” andre muttered, his eyes glued to you.

robbie followed his gaze and grinned. “looks like St. Mary’s, the all girls school. you’re bold if you think she’s gonna give you the time of day.”

andre smirked, already stepping forward. “watch me.”

he weaved through the crowd until he was close enough to hear your voice as you chatted with one of your classmates. something about the way you smiled made his chest tighten.

“hey,” andre said smoothly, his signature grin in place.

you turned, your eyes meeting his, and for a moment, he swore the world slowed down. but instead of melting at his charm like most people did, you raised an eyebrow.

“can i help you?” you asked, your tone polite but guarded.

andre chuckled, undeterred. “i just had to come over and say hi. i’m andre.”

“okay… andre,” you said, glancing at your friend, who stifled a laugh. “and?”

“and… i think you’re stunning,” he said, his voice softening. “figured we could start there.”

you couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at your lips. “that’s a bold opener. does it usually work?”

“depends,” he said, leaning slightly against the exhibit railing. “does it work on you?”

you tilted your head, pretending to think. “not yet.”

andre laughed, loving the challenge. “alright, how about this? what if i gave you the best museum tour you’ve ever had?”

“you think you can top our guide’s spiel on renaissance art?” you teased.

“easily,” andre said. “i make everything better.”

your friend nudged you, whispering something in your ear, but you waved her off, turning back to andre.

“i’ll give you ten minutes,” you said finally.

andre grinned like he’d won the lottery. “ten minutes is all i need.”

he spent the next ten minutes walking you through exhibits, mixing facts with jokes, and sneaking in little compliments that made you roll your eyes but secretly blush. by the time the tour wrapped up, you were genuinely enjoying yourself.

“okay,” you said as you reached the final gallery. “that wasn’t terrible.”

“i’ll take that as a compliment,” andre said, his grin never faltering. “so… what do i have to do to get your number?”

you smirked, crossing your arms. “hmm. i’m not sure.”

“come on,” andre said, taking a step closer. “you can’t leave me hanging after all this. what if this is fate?”

you pretended to think again, then sighed dramatically. “fine. but only because you’re persistent.”

you scribbled your number on the back of a museum flyer and handed it to him just as your teacher called for your group to head out.

“don’t waste it,” you said with a wink, turning to leave.

andre watched you walk away, clutching the flyer like it was gold. as soon as you were out of sight, he let out a triumphant laugh.

“got it,” he said, tucking the number into his pocket as he walked back to his friends.

“you actually got her number?” robbie asked, wide-eyed.

“of course i did,” andre said, confidence radiating off him. “she couldn’t resist.”

but deep down, he knew he was the one who couldn’t resist you.

[infiniteimaginings]

Hi!!! I was just wondering if you could do general dating hc with Andre or Robbie from Victorious! It's alright if you can't have a good rest of your day/night!:)<3

We look good together (Andre Harris x GN!Reader)

Summary: The students of Hollywood Arts talk about what it's like seeing you two together. Pronouns: You/Yours, They/Them Warnings: None Word Count: 2.3k A/N: I don't write head cannons! Sorry I'm just bad at them! I had an idea of how I was writing this in the beginning and then it turned into something completely different, lmao. Here's the friend group talking about how healthy the couple is lol! <33

André Harris was the guy everybody liked. He was handsome, he was kind, smart, musically talented, supportive, and one of the most laid back people at Hollywood Arts.

No one was surprised when André started dating you, it was going to happen at some point. They were mainly surprised with how the dynamics of your relationship worked.

The relationship everyone was used to, wasn’t the best example for relationships. Jade and Beck broke up multiple times and the entire school was still questioning how and why they were still together.

Regardless, everyone was rooting for you guys since your relationship seemed to be the opposite of theirs. In other words, you’re a couple that people actually enjoy inviting places.

The main group: Tori, Beck, Jade, Cat, and Robbie, (and Rex), all sat at their typical lunch table, waiting for you and Andr é.

Jade groaned, placing her hand in front of her eyes, “Why are we waiting?” She asked, face in it’s typical neutral fashion but, it was clear she disliked having to wait in order to get lunch. 

Tori scrunched her nose at Jades current discomfort, “We’re waiting for André and-” 

“Yeah, yeah, his obsession. What do they have to do with anything?”

Beck looked over to Jade and put his arm around her shoulder, “They’ve been dating for months.”

“Yeah, get over yourself.” Tori told her, moving her bag to grab her phone. She began typing out a message to André, asking when he would get there since Jade was already antsy.

Cat ran her hand through her vibrant red curls, adjusting her top. “I think it’s sweet, they look cute together.”

Jade tapped her fingers on the table, “You think everything is cute.”

The redhead simply laughed, showing her dimples as she shook her head, “You don’t think anything’s cute!” 

A voice from the end of the table spoke up, “You’re just mad that everyone likes their relationship more than yours!” 

The comment caused everyone to turn to that person and Robbie was looking down at…Rex. 

Jade smiled with closed eyes, “Shut your puppet up or I cut off all his little limbs and run his plastic head over.” She spoke, eyes widening slowly before narrowing into a nasty glare.

Robbie rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, “He’s not really wrong, it seems like you don’t like them coming together because they get invited to more things than you.” He mumbled, cowering under the dark haired girl's gaze.

“Why would I care that they get invited to places? I barely like anyone here.” She grumbled, leaning into Beck with a roll of her eyes. “Besides, I unfortunately hang out with the same seven people everyday.”

As she said that, a voice spoke from behind them, “They get invited because they bring the energy up instead of dragging it to the dark parts of our memories that we don’t want to touch.” The voice caused everyone but Jade to jump. 

When they all turned, they were met with the oddest friend they’ve ever made at the school, Sinjin Van Cleef. They had no idea whether that was against their will and he was just around a lot, or if they knew him by choice. They never questioned it. 

Beck shook his head at the typical antics of the boy, “What do you mean?” He asked.

Sinjin lit up and moved his way in between Beck and Tori, “I am so glad you asked.” He spoke, already beginning his story, “Just last week…”

It was tech week, preparing for the next show was a usual occurrence at Hollywood Arts. What wasn’t a normal occurrence was Sinjin being the only person to work everything for a few hours since his crewmates had a project during that period. He was the only person with a free period and had to work on the tech since it was currently a disaster.

As he was trying his hardest not to get frustrated and ultimately give up, you and André walked in, smiles on your faces as you talked about anything and everything. André left his phone during practice before the bell, so you guys decided to get it during your free period instead of interrupting class.

You had continued talking to André, looking around at the lights on stage until you looked up and noticed the curly haired boy tapping on his board for some portion of the tech. You tapped on André, bringing his attention to the seemingly irritated boy.

“Hey Sinjin!” He called, grabbing the boy's attention. Sinjin took off his headphones and gave a half wave to the two, “Hey guys.” 

You waved back but, both of you could tell something was wrong. 

André walked a little closer, Sinjin leaning over the rail to keep eye contact. “What’s up man?” André asked, concern lacing his voice since he could see Sinjin's face was blotched with red, as if he was about to cry.

Sinjin sighed, rubbing his eyes and explained the situation. “The rest of the tech crew can’t come in for this period because of some project.” He began, you and your boyfriend nodding along as he spoke. “We have checks tomorrow, so I have to get all this done before the period ends or we’ll have to delay the show.” 

You hummed, “What all are you guys getting checked?”

“Mics, lighting, and the electric steps.” Sinjin answered, reminding them of the scene where the two characters run up the moving stairs, singing with each other. “Without the crew it just takes longer to hear the feedback from mics, to test the steps and see if they really work, and if the lighting hits right.”

You and André looked at each other, almost having a silent conversation before shrugging and turning back to your friend.

André put his phone back on the chair and took your hand, leading you to the stage. 

Sinjin stood to look at you guys better, “Um, what are you guys doing?”

You shook out your nerves a bit and tilted your head, “What does it look like we’re doing?”

“We’re going to help you set up for checks tomorrow.” Your boyfriend answered, walking to the table on stage with the mics. He handed you one of the mics, strapping his own on, “Do all the mics need testing?” He asked, adjusting his hair so the mic would sit comfortably. 

Sinjin sighed with a smile, relief filling him when you guys said you would help and he shook his head. “Just mics 4, 7, 19, and 23.” He informed, to which the two of you nodded. 

You put your mic on, André making sure it was on right. “So, two runs with the mics, alone. Then we could do…” You trailed off, André finishing your aloud thoughts, “A couple runs with mics and lighting, then a few with the stairs.”

And that’s exactly what the two of you did. The two of you knew the choreography since you were in the performance.

You both helped Sinjin with everything he needed and even a bit more with your personal sights, even going as far to hear from outside the door just to check the feedback. All three of you spent the free period finishing up what Sinjin needed.

Once he reached the floor where you guys were packing up, he adjusted his glasses and thanked both of you profusely.

You waved your hand, “Don’t worry about it, anything to help!”

André shook his head, “You’re our friend Sinjin, if you’re ever in that situation again just text us.”

“He’s serious, and so am I. We’ll always be free.”

 Sinjin finished the memory with a sweet smile on his face, “I have never been helped like that.” He told the group, hands clasped together. 

“That’s because you’re a borderline stalker.” Jade replied, head bobbling as a thin smile painted her face at how Sinjin's expression fell.

Beck sighed, huffing out a breath, “Stop it.” He mumbled to her and she rolled her eyes and shook her head, placing her chin into her palm.

Tori hummed a bit, “I think they’re just helpful people on their own.” She shrugged, playing with the holes in the table. “As a couple they just have a different type of…energy.” She tried to explain, which everyone understood.

Cat nodded and smiled widely, “That’s why I think they’re so cute together! I mean have you seen them when they’re near each other?” She asked, remembering each time she’s seen the two of you together.

You were practicing choreography for a project you had with two other students, in one of the empty practice rooms. André was helping with the original music aspect, and he was the only other one there since Cat and the other person in their project hadn’t arrived yet.

When Cat finally did get there, you were near the end of the choreo, and she felt terrible. She entered the room quietly, trying not to interrupt.

When you did finish the choreography, André stopped playing and turned to you with a bright grin, his eyes shining as he looked at you. You walked over to him with a matching grin and stood in between his legs, hands on his shoulders.

“That was absolutely amazing choreography.” He whispered to you, rubbing your sides.

You were breathing a bit heavy but chuckled nonetheless, “Your fantastic original song is why it feels so put together.” You whispered back, your comment causing him to laugh a bit.

The two of you stayed in that position, whispering sweet nothings to one another as you both felt the warmth from each other's hands.

André pulled you in a little closer, lifting his head up to meet your gaze in that position and you lifted one of your hands to cup his face. You leaned down and placed a small kiss to his lips, humming against them when you pulled apart.

Cat couldn’t hear it well but she was sure she heard the two of you whisper,

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Impossible.”

Tori poked her bottom lip out as her eyes were wide in adoration, “That is so sweet.”

Cat pointed to her before clapping a bit, “I know! It was so cute!” She responded, smiling and shimmying her shoulders.

Robbie didn’t quite understand, and he tilted his head, “I don’t get it.” 

“Of course you don’t get it, you have no romance in your life…ever.” A ‘voice’ called from below him, belonging to Rex.

Robbie shook his head and ignored the puppet, “I mean I don’t get it, they’re supposed to like each other. So what if they do it in private?” He asked, his point getting across to all of them.

Tori tilted her own head, “It’s not just in private though. They show that kind of affection all the time and…” She paused, trying to find the right words.

Beck apparently knew the right ones as he swooped a hand through his hair, “Their affection towards one another extends to how they treat other people.” He explained with a nod of his head. “Therefore, making them an extremely likable couple.”

Jade pursed her lips, “Those are just two experiences, for all we know they probably don’t even…what is it..” She mumbled, “Communicate, or whatever.”

Tori raised her brow, pulling up her phone before showing Jade a few pictures. “They got André a custom guitar and a keyboard that his favorite artist used in concert.” She began, holding her finger up when Jade tried to speak, “And his grandma likes them.” She nodded along with her own words, dropping something everyone was surprised about.

“That doesn’t mean-”

This time, Beck actually cut in, “André pulled strings and got them as a backup dancer for their favorite singer's music video.” 

“But do they communicate? You don’t know.”

Cat pursed her lips to the side, “I’m sure they communicate if they’re still together.”

“I mean Beck and Jade are still together, so clearly communication doesn’t mean much.” A voice from Robbies direction spoke out.

This apparently brought Jade to silence as she clenched her jaw and her eye twitched. That was until she suddenly stopped and she blinked at the group with a weird look, “When did this become a share circle?”

“When did what become a share circle?” A voice asked from the side of the table.

You and André sat at the end of the table, it was a little cramped and once they all realized, the main group's eyes went straight to Sinjin. The curly haired boy stood with his mouth in a line, waving goodbye as he walked away.

André’s arm was around your waist and you were holding both of your phones. “Sorry we’re late, the teacher held us back for a minute.” You explained, André confirming with a nod of his head.

“What were you guys talking about?” André asked, raising a brow at everyone, minus Jade, smiling at them.

Tori stood up and shook her head, “Nothing.” She spoke suspiciously with a smile, everyone standing up after her, including you and André.

Jade rolled her eyes, “They were all talking about what a great couple the two of you were.” She spoke, her expression neutral.

The two of you looked at each other and then back at your friends, “What?” You asked simultaneously.

Beck walked with Jade, his arm around her shoulder still, “You two just look good together is all.” He spoke, walking past you. 

The rest of your friends agreed, beginning their walk to the restaurant you guys decided you were going to for lunch.

The two of you were a little shocked so you were stuck, hand and hand, standing in the lunch plaza of your school.

You looked at your boyfriend and shrugged, “I mean, they aren’t wrong.” 

André laughed and shook his head, “Nope, they’re not.” He hummed, walking with you to catch up with your friends. “We do look good together.”

[whyareyouhere66]

SOMEONE PLEASE WRITE ABOUT HIM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEA

[rafegetinmybed]

WAIT???? ARE REQUESTS OPEN???? If they are could i possibly get headcannons of robbie shapiro with a GN s/o that used to deal with SH? You're aloud to ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable! Bye!!! <3333

pure shock: at first, robbie is taken aback when he learns about your self-harm. he might not have suspected it, and the news hits him hard because he cares about you deeply.

concern and worry: his instinctive reaction is to feel concern for your well-being. he worries about how long you've been struggling and whether you've been feeling alone during this time.

gentle approach: Instead of jumping to conclusions or making you feel guilty, robbie takes a gentle approach. he creates a safe space for you to share your feelings without judgment.

comfortable serenades: when the mood strikes, robbie plucks the strings of his ukulele, often strumming simple, soft tunes that bring a smile to your face. he enjoys sharing music as a way to connect with you.

all-ears intimacy: robbie is a fantastic listener. he encourages you to express your feelings and worries, creating a safe space where you can share your experiences without fear of judgment. he values open communication and is always there to lend an ear.

creativity: he suggests adventurous, spontaneous projects together, like writing scenes for a play or crafting unique songs. his enthusiasm for creativity makes every moment enjoyable.

gentle reminders: he often leaves little notes of encouragement for you to find, whether they're tucked into your backpack, under your pillow, or on your bathroom mirror. these notes remind you of your strength and how far you’ve come on your journey.

patience: robbie exudes calm, soothing energy, making even your darkest days feel lighter. he wraps his arms around you, playing with your hair while reminding you that you’re safe, cherished, and never alone in this journey.

supportive silence: sometimes, all you need is his presence. robbie is comfortable with sitting in silence together – the two of you simply sharing quiet moments, lounging close together. the soft sound of your breathing mingles with silence, creating an atmosphere thick with understanding and connection.

self-care: robbie plans lavish self-care days to pamper both of you, complete with scented candles, soft music, and indulgent treats. he knows how to set the mood, making sure you feel like royalty. he emphasizes the importance of taking care of yourself and believes that taking time for you is vital to your well-being.

celebrating milestones: whenever you achieve a personal milestone, no matter how small, robbie makes a big deal out of it. whether it’s treating you to ice cream or throwing a mini celebration, he celebrates your progress and reminds you of your strength.

informed advocacy: robbie educates himself about mental health and self-harm issues so he can better support you. he participates in conversations about these topics with sensitivity and care, showing his commitment to understanding your experience.

resources: he often looks for resources—books, support groups, or articles—that might help you in your healing journey. he values your mental health and wants to empower you with the knowledge and tools to navigate your feelings.

mindfulness practices: robbie introduces you to mindfulness and grounding techniques, guiding you through breathing exercises or meditation when you’re feeling overwhelmed. he joins you in these practices to foster a sense of togetherness and support.

[cantstoptheimagines]

Like You (André Harris | Victorious)

Summary — You broke up with André a long time ago, but he can’t seem to let go.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Second chance romance; mentions of breakups, crying, and other typical ex-relationship hallmarks; André being the best character from this show (per usual).

Notes ➳ ‘Can’t Stop the Love’ Event (13/14)  ➳ Word Count is 173. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Another late addition to my event from a few months ago, but whatever, lol! I only have one more to go! <3

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“There’s no one else like you.” 

Your expression softened at André’s words. It was nearly midnight and he had somehow found his way to your doorstep. His eyes were puffy and filled with sadness. It wasn’t difficult to tell that he had been crying. 

“André,” you sighed.

“Please,” he muttered. “I miss you. I just...”

His words trailed off quietly. You could tell he wasn’t the same. His friends had occasionally been letting you know about his downward shift in personality. He wasn’t as cheerful as he had been before your breakup. 

You glanced over him. The hood of his pullover was up and he had on some plaid pajama pants that you had given him last winter. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, probably frigid from the cold.

After what seemed like forever, you stepped out of the doorway. André nearly collapsed into the warmth of your tight hug. With a hand slowly caressing his back, you felt him hide his face as your neck.

“I miss you too, André.”

[oxangejuice]

hii,, would you please write an andre harris x f!reader please, as a university au?

i'm not too picky about plot or amything like that,, i'd just like it if reader had a sort of grunge/quiet aesthetic (similar to jade's visual aesthetic, but personality wise is still sarcastic but more quiet) and is at hollywood arts for theater tech and vocal performance <3

thank you for writing requests for others,, it means a lot hehe

hi! i didn’t know if you wanted the college au or have hollywood arts in a college setting, so we can just imagine hollywood arts as a college setting with the characters aged up. :)

for sure though, lol. i love to write so why not try to do it on tumblr as well.

♯. okay — andre harris

warning: none

she/her pronouns and fem terms are used

HOLLYWOOD ARTS was a school that could be simply defined as: chaotic.

The school held plenty of students from different backgrounds, talents,... Sinjin.

Regardless, everyone at Hollywood Arts had an exceptional talents, including her. Her various talents didn’t shock anyone that seen her work. Vocally gifted and a wiz with the technology that made every single show at Hollywood Arts phenomenal.

She had an amazing friend group who always supported her in every aspect of what she deemed possible in her life, and that never went unnoticed. Still, her boyfriend, Andre Harris, had always been her number one supporter.

They said opposites attracted and the what people loved to say about her and Andre, but the two had much more in common than what meets the eye.

The couple had very different styles; she had a very grunge look, and Andre’s style held a more laid back and “easy to approach” type of vibe. But both had unique talents of art and production that no one could deny.

That’s exactly why Tori Vega enlisted the two of them to help with newest her newest play that just had to star her scene partner, Jade West.

Andre was a wonderful songwriter and she had an amazing voice, so of course the both of them were willing to help their friend.

“How’s the sound?” She asked into the mic.

“Sounds good.” Andre smiled.

She sat in the Blackbox theater, and only she and Andre had been inside. Tori and Jade had constantly been arguing about what they should or shouldn’t keep in the play, but that didn’t matter to the couple. They wanted to get the songwriting process done so they could do something other than work, even if it was on something they enjoyed.

Andre soon joined his girlfriends side, pulling a chair forward as he held his keyboard close and moving his girlfriend closer.

She giggled softly and held the notebook in her hands. She was definitely was shyer than her outward appearance showed. She kept to herself most days, and when she wasn’t alone, she stuck with her friends and Andre.

But she liked that about herself. It was her... her.

“Tori said we could try and complete the song her and Ryder end up ditching for the Full Moon Jam.” She signed, “They never finished writing the lyrics for the song. Maybe we can reword something and try and come up with something.”

Andre propped the notebook against a nearby chair and began to play a random tune.

“I like your smile, but even introductions need to last awhile.” She sang softly., almost to herself.

Her voice had always memorized Andre, and as cheesy as it sounded, he would compare her voice to something as an angel’s touch. No one else’s voice could compare to hers.

She continued to absentmindedly sing words that flowed with the lyrics next, “Deep in my head now it's like a dream.” She trailed off, “So? What do you think?”

She finally looked towards her boyfriend, his eyes never leaving hers as he continued to play the repeated tune over and over again.

“Andre?” She laughed, “Are you okay?”

“Mmhmm.”

She held a bright smile, wrapping her arm around Andre’s neck. She scrunched her nose as she place her forehead against his.

“It’s was very. Definitely something we can work with.” Andre smiled.

“I’m sure you’ll get it done, Music Man.”

She gently kissed Andre’s forehead before standing from her seat, “I’m going to see if the soundboard still works. Sinjin spilled soda all over it.”

She waved a small goodbye to him, even though she would only be up on the banister fixing the soundboard that someone else had ruined.

Andre Harris was lucky. He had a beautiful girlfriend with a beautiful voice, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

lucy’s notes: BRUH this is was kinda all over the place </3 but i hope you liked it 🙏

reminder: request are open :) check who i write for just to see what i can try and do :)

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Finally I am branching out to write here, sorry ao3. This is a note just to inform you all what I write and for what fandom/character!!

I am new to using Tumblr, I used to post fics on ao3 and Wattpad (back in my middle school days), so please bear with me for now.

Now for the information ✰

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Firstly,

→ I only write for fem!readers and gender neutral!readers, very sorry. I won’t be writing for male!readers as of now

→ I am open to writing smut, fluff, angst, and headcannons. Be specific, I don’t mind!! This is a judgment free space ♡

→ I can write y/n or ships as well, but I do not write about actual people, just the characters!! So please do not request for a reader x celebrity or any of that sort

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As of 04.06.2025 all requests are open!

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Fandoms/Characters I Write For:

Mostly ATJ characters 🫶

→ Peter Parker

→ Pietro Maximoff

→ Tori Vega

→ Jade West

→ Dave Lizewski

→ Tangerine

→ Beck Oliver

→ Andre Harris

→ Robbie Shapiro

→ Gilbert Blythe

→ More characters to be announced…

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And now lastly, this is targeted toward any victorious fan that this page may reach;

→ I don’t write reader x Cat Valentine or Cat Valentine x Character fics because her behaviour is really childlike and I don’t feel comfortable writing anything regarding it! I was debating like maybe to write s1 Cat but I decided no overall

→ Ship wise, Jori for life

[randomperson46]

Grand Masterlist

TV Shows

💃Victorious💃

Games

💅Obey me💅

[ma1dita]

both of them. NEXT!

INTERVIEW 028. ANDRÉ HARRIS & BECK OLIVER murdrtober oct 28th. glory hole

Beck and André find a glory hole in a bar. It would just be wrong not to test it out, right? 1.2k+ words MDNI 18+

“You’re fucking with me.”

Beck shakes his head, sending his shaggy hair side to side with the movement. 

“Honestly, I wish we were fucking with you,” André speaks first. Leaving Beck to butt in right after. 

“But we aren’t.” Beck places his hands on your hips, starting to steer you towards the men’s bathroom. “C’mon. Let us show you.”

So you let them. The three of you make a tiny train through the crowd, pushing further and further until you end up at the hall towards the back. There’s no line, shockingly, so you push the door open and step in. It’s a small bathroom, only two urinals and two stalls, but that makes it better for the three of you. 

You’re busy looking around. You don’t notice the man standing at the sink washing his hands. Not until he clears his throat and you turn to look at him, surely resembling a deer in headlights. You’re about to think up an excuse until André rubs your back and Beck pulls you into his side. 

“Wasted,” Beck claims. 

André hums affirmatively. “Everything’s about to come up,” he lies, “Might even come out the nose.”

The man eyes you, his eyebrows raised and his top lip curled. You don’t think before lowering your eyes, and leaning your weight into Beck’s side. You make a gagging sound, lurching forward as if you’re about to spill your overpriced drinks all over the sticky floors. It doesn’t take long for the man to clear out of the bathroom after that. He scurries past André, wishing the two guys luck without sending you another look. 

And then the three of you are alone. 

“There. Second stall.” 

Beck gives you a slight push, but he doesn’t follow, leaving you alone to find what you came for. You pull the second stall open and step inside, and sure enough, right on the barrier connecting both stalls  is a hole. Large enough to fit a dick, maybe two if they were crammed next to each other, ineptly made with duct tape around the rim.  

“Holy shit.” 

“We told you we weren’t fucking with you.” Beck appears right behind you. Yet again, his hands are on your waist, fingertips pressing into the thin fabric of your shirt, pinkies hooking beneath the flimsy hem. 

He steps closer until his back is against your chest, circling his arms around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder. “You wanna try it out?” 

You knew where this was going. You saw the excitement in Beck’s eyes earlier when he practically ran to tell you about the glory hole he and André found in the bathroom. You knew he wanted to do more than just show you, and still you followed him into the bathroom. Of course you want to try it out, but you look back at André, attempting to decipher what he wants to do. 

He’s leaning against the door, his arms crossed over his chest and his fingers hooked into his armpits. He shrugs when you make eye contact, shaking his head just a bit. “You two go ahead. I’m not putting my dick into a random hole.”

Beck starts to kiss the side of your neck. “André’ll keep watch for us,” his lips trail down, “we’ll make it quick,” he pulls the strap of your top down and sucks at the mark he left the night before, “there’s nothing to worry about.” 

You were going to give in anyway, Beck didn’t need to sweet talk you, but it just comes naturally to him. You thought about pushing back, just because you know he likes it, but there’s only a small amount of time before some drunk guy pushes past André and walks in on something he shouldn’t be seeing. 

So Beck goes to one stall and you go to the other. 

It’s easy to feed into the purpose of a glory hole when you’re on your knees, blind to everything except the cock right in front of your face. You know what Beck looks like, you’ve studied him in awe many times before, but it’s fun to pretend he’s a stranger. 

You want to tease him, leave him guessing for what you’ll do first and then next, make him groan in ways that only you and André know how. You want to make this fantasy complete, but you have to be quick. 

Welcoming Beck into your mouth, you suck as his semi until he’s hard on your tongue. Immediately, he’s more vocal than he usually is. Groans echo around the bathroom as you hollow your cheeks when you pull back. There’s a thud from the other side, and it takes you a second to realize it’s his forehead hitting the wall. You’re barely doing anything, nothing different from what you usually do, but he’s so appreciative. 

You imagine his fingers twitching, begging to push into your head or caress your cheeks. It’s weird for him not to be here touching you, you feel empty without his touch, but barely a second later there’s a hand pushing your hair out of your face. 

You glance up at André, your eyebrows pushed together with confusion. 

“I got you,” he affirms. 

You focus on Beck with more vigor now. With one hand, you hold his cock steady, and you push the other hand beneath your skirt. The first touch of your fingers against your cunt has you moaning around Beck, and he groans, deep and from his gut. 

“Jesus, what’s she doing, André?” 

“She’s getting herself off.”

Beck makes a sound akin to a laugh, just a little less committal. “Yeah? You’re touching yourself, baby? Getting off to this?”

Your eyes flutter closed. You don’t mean to stop, but it’s hard for you to split attention between tweaking your clit and pleasing Beck. The way he talks to you just puts your own pleasure at the forefront of your mind for a second. 

But it doesn’t matter because Beck makes up for your lack of effort by sliding his cock in and out of your mouth, using you as if you’re nothing but a toy. 

His voice wobbles when he speaks. “Talk to me, André. Tell me what’s going on.”

“Yeah, she liked that.” 

Snitch. 

“Keep talkin’.”

So Beck does. In a turn of events, he practically talks himself to his own orgasm, and to your own as a byproduct. When you come, you slump forward, pushing Beck all the way down your throat. You gag, and he swears to the Lord above just before he shoots his load right on your tongue. 

For a moment, you’re scared you’ll actually have to throw up, but then André is right there stroking your head and coaching you through your breathing, making sure you’re taking slow breaths through your nose. 

You can’t last like that for long, though. You pull off before Beck is even finished, leaving a few drops of cum to land on your lips and drip down onto your shirt. 

You’re trying to catch your breath, weighing spitting or swallowing, and trying to come down all at the same time. It’s overwhelming, almost to the brink of breaking, until Beck leans down and smiles at you through the hole. 

“Lemme see.”

You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out for Beck to see. 

His smile widens. “Let André see, too.” 

“Aw, come on, man, you know I don’t—” But just as you turn to look up at André, letting him see the mess Beck has made of you, he stops speaking. He stares down at you, blinking twice, before relenting. “Damn.”

[neeksparksg]

Not so Secret

Tori Vega had always believed herself to be good at reading people, and recently she had noticed something weird about Jade

It all started during lunch when Beck wasn’t there. He’d called in sick that morning, Tori had half-expected Jade to sulk in the corner, growling at anyone who dared approach, but instead, during a class she saw Jade quietly texting someone, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. And then there was Y/N.

Y/N had been friends with Jade since childhood, a fact Tori had only recently learned. It is not that Tori didn’t knew him, He tend to hang out with them quite often, but  He was the kind of guy who preferred to stay under the radar, but then he was sitting with Jade, a bit too close Tori found it odd, but she didn’t think much of it until later that afternoon.

It was during a lull in her day that Tori saw it: Jade and Y/N walking off together. she spotted them slipping out the side door of Hollywood Arts. Jade glanced over her shoulder, her fingers brushing against Y/N’s arm before they disappeared around the corner.

“Okay, that’s weird,” Tori murmured to herself.

Her curiosity got the better of her. After all, Jade and Y/N had always seemed close, but not that close. And with Beck out of the picture for the day, Tori couldn’t help but wonder what they were up to. She followed at a safe distance

They walked down the street, talking in a way that seemed far too casual for Jade. She seemed Relaxed. Even... affectionate? Tori’s eyes widened as she saw Jade playfully shove Y/N, a smirk tugging at her lips.

“No way,” Tori whispered. “She’s not... cheating on Beck, is she?”

Her heart pounded as she continued to follow them. She needed proof before she said anything. This was Beck and Jade’s relationship on the line, and she wasn’t about to jump to conclusions. Still, the way Jade and Y/N were acting set off all kinds of alarms in her head.

By the time they reached Y/n’s house, Tori’s mind was racing. She couldn’t see much from where she was, looking around she notice an old tree house near a window, she probably shouldn’t do it, but curiosity got the best of her, so she climbed it from inside there she had a clear view of what she assumed was Y/n’s room, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. She needed backup.

“Andre I need your help” she hissed into the phone after Calling Andre. “I think Jade is cheating on Beck.”

“What? Tori, are you serious?” Andre’s voice crackled through the speaker.

“I’m outside Y/n’s house right now. She’s with Y/N. They’ve been sneaking around all afternoon.”

“Alright, we’re coming,” Andre said, his tone serious. “Don’t do anything until we get there.”

Within ten minutes, the rest of the group had arrived. They all silently climbed into the three house, peeping through the window to catch a glimpse of what was happening inside. Jade and Y/N were in his room, they were sitting on his bed and to everyone’s shock, Jade leaned in and kissed him.

“Oh my God,” Cat whispered, her eyes wide.

“I can’t believe this,” Robbie said

“We have to do something” Tori said, her voice low but determined. “This isn’t right. Beck deserves to know.”

While they discussed on what to do Beck walked in, looking pale but otherwise fine. The group froze, they half expected him to start screaming or to confront them, but Jade and Y/N greeted Beck warmly. And then, to the group’s utter disbelief, Beck kissed Jade... and then Y/N.

“What the...” Andre whispered.

The group watched in stunned silence as the three of them sat down on the bed and start making out. Tori’s mind raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing.

“Are they... all together?” Robbie asked, voicing what everyone was thinking.

“It looks like it,” Andre answered, they keep watching out of shock, they didn’t expect that, and soon stared wondering for how long this had been going on, however as thing started to escalate inside the room, Tori was the first to react

Tori shook her head. “We should leave” the others agreed with her, not really wanting to see what was happening

“do we? I mean we could-“ Rex started talking but Robbie was quick to shut him up, as Andre was going to step down the latter it fell down leaving them trapped, and if it wasn’t bad enough it was loud enough to alert those inside the room

The window opened revealing a very angry looking Jade “What Are you doing here?” she ask her tone ice cold, she glaring daggers at them, with both boys behind her, Beck looked confused, and Y/n had his arms crossed

Tori hesitated, suddenly unsure of what to say. “We, uh... we saw you guys through the window.”

“Why?” Y/n asked

“well, I saw you and Jade sneaking out” Tori said, her voice faltering. “and well We may have thought she may be cheating on Beck with You?” Y/n couldn’t help but laugh, he couldn’t blame them for thinking that, but he found the situation funny, the same couldn’t be said of Jade and Beck, Jade just seemed even more angry and beck was still as confused

“you thought I was cheating on my Boyfriend with our Boyfriend, how stupid are you?” she was clearly pissed, not only because they interrupted her but because of the accusations, however Beck was first to intervene, he gently pushed Jade towards Y/n arms, and looked at their friends

“you guys didn’t know we are dating?” he ask, as if their situation was obvious

“uh no” Answered Andre,

Beck, still calmer than anyone expected. "well, Jade, Y/N, and I have been together for a while now. We thought you guys knew."

Andre blinked, looking between the three of them. "but then why all the secrecy and and the sneaking around."

Y/N chuckled, his hands resting lightly on Jade’s shoulders trying to calm her. "We weren’t exactly sneaking, Andre. And neither have we been secretly, we have been very openly about it as far as I can remember”

"Wait, so how long has this been going on?" Robbie asked, still holding Rex mouth shut.

"About a year now," Beck replied casually, shrugging. "We’ve been figuring things out since Jade and I realized we both had feelings for Y/N. It wasn’t easy at first, but..." He glanced at Jade and Y/N with a small, genuine smile. "It works for us."

Cat tilted her head, her expression wide-eyed and curious. "But... how does it work? Like, do you all kiss each other? Or—"

"Cat," Jade snapped, her tone sharp though her cheeks flushed slightly. "That’s none of your business."

"But it’s cool, though!" Cat quickly added, her hands waving in front of her. "I mean, as long as you’re all happy!"

Tori shook her head, still overwhelmed. "I guess I just don’t get why you didn’t tell us."

"Maybe because it’s not something we owe anyone," Jade shot back, her glare unwavering. "And honestly, we didn’t think it was that complicated. I thought you guys were supposed to be smart and had figure it out, I have been making out with both of them all over Hollywood arts."

Andre raised his hands defensively. "Hey, no judgment here. We were just... surprised, that’s all. We didn’t mean to barge in on your business."

"Yeah," Robbie added nervously. "We only followed you because, well... Tori kind of thought you were cheating, and..."

Cat’s interrupted Robbie "um, can we maybe talk about this somewhere not in a treehouse? I’m kind of scared of heights."

Andre started down the ladder "Uh, yeah... About that..."

Beck raised an eyebrow. "Wait, you’re stuck up there?"

"Yeah, the ladder broke," Andre admitted sheepishly.

Jade’s eyes narrowed dangerously, a wicked smile tugging at her lips. "So, let me get this straight. You spied on us, invaded our privacy, and now you want us to help you?"

"Jade," Beck said softly, though he couldn’t entirely hide his amusement.

Jade turned to him and Y/N. "You know, we do have those plans, remember? We’re running late now thanks to this little... treehouse party."

Y/N caught on quickly, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Oh, right. Those plans. Very important."

Beck sighed, though there was a hint of a smirk on his lips. "Guys, you’re not seriously leaving them up there, are you?"

"Why not?" Jade shot back. "They can reflect on how stupid this was while we’re out."

"Jade!" Tori called after her as she began walking away, dragging Y/N and Beck by their hands. "You can’t just leave us here!"

"Watch me," Jade called over her shoulder. "We’ll be back... eventually."

[herweirdass]

field trip fate: part 2 | andre harris

andre spent the next two days staring at your number like it was some kind of sacred text. he’d drafted at least five messages, but every time he went to hit send, he’d chicken out.

“just text her already,” beck said, lounging on the couch in the blackbox theater. “what’s the worst that could happen?”

“she doesn’t reply,” andre muttered, running a hand over his face.

“if she gave you her number, she wants to talk to you,” tori chimed in. “you don’t come off as too desperate, so you’re good.”

“thanks for that vote of confidence,” andre said dryly, but their words pushed him to finally type out a message:

andre: hey, it’s andre—museum guy. any chance you’ve been thinking about me as much as i’ve been thinking about you? ;)

he hit send before he could second-guess himself, then immediately set his phone face down on the table.

“it’s out of my hands now,” he said, leaning back with a dramatic sigh.

on the other side of town, you were sitting in your room, scrolling through your phone when the message came in. you couldn’t help but laugh at his smooth approach.

your friend, who was sitting on your bed, looked over. “what’s so funny?”

“museum guy finally texted me,” you said, holding up the phone.

“oooh, what are you gonna say?” she asked, leaning closer.

you smirked. “keep him on his toes, of course.”

you typed back:

you: oh, i don’t know. i’ve been very busy.

it didn’t take long for his reply to come through.

andre: too busy to think about me? ouch. you’re breaking my heart already.

you smiled, shaking your head. he was persistent—that much was clear.

you: guess you’ll just have to make a stronger impression.

andre read your message and grinned. you were definitely playing hard to get, but he was up for the challenge.

andre: how about i make my impression over dinner this weekend? i’ll even wear something fancy.

you bit your lip, trying not to smile too much.

you: dinner? bold move for someone i’ve only known for ten minutes.

andre: more like the best ten minutes of my life. give me a chance, y/n. you won’t regret it.

you paused, pretending to think about it, even though you already knew your answer.

you: fine. but if it’s boring, i’m leaving early.

andre: deal. but trust me, you won’t want to leave.

andre pumped his fist in the air when he saw your reply, earning a curious look from jade, who had just walked into the blackbox.

“what are you so happy about?” she asked, her usual skeptical tone in place.

“just locked down the best date of my life,” andre said, already thinking about what he’d wear.

“wow,” jade said flatly. “she must not know you well yet.”

“real funny, jade,” andre shot back, but nothing could ruin his mood.

that saturday, andre showed up at the restaurant early, dressed in a sleek black button-up and sneakers that were just the right mix of casual and cool. when you walked in, wearing a simple dress and your signature confidence, andre felt his heart skip a beat.

“you clean up nice,” you said as you sat across from him.

“you look amazing,” he replied, his grin making you feel butterflies you weren’t ready to admit to.

as the evening went on, the conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter, playful teasing, and a growing connection. by the time the night ended, andre knew one thing for sure: you weren’t just someone he wanted to impress—you were someone he wanted to keep around.

when he walked you to your car, he hesitated before asking, “so… was this better than the museum?”

you smiled, leaning closer. “maybe. i’ll let you know after the second date.”

andre chuckled, watching as you got into your car and drove away, already counting down the days until he could see you again.

[infiniteimaginings]

「𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴」

Started: February 19th, 2024 Updated: February 19th, 2024

Characters I write for in the show 'Victorious'

Andre Harris Beck Oliver Cat Valentine Jade West Tori Vega Trina Vega

[cantstoptheimagines]

MAKE THE FRIENDSHIP BRACELET TAKE THE MOMENT AND TASTE IT

“Make the Friendship Bracelets, Take the Moment and Taste It” (André Harris | Victorious)

Summary — André longs for something more than just friendship.

Requested by anonymous — MAKE THE FRIENDSHIP BRACELET TAKE THE MOMENT AND TASTE IT

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Fluff; secret, unconfessed crush on a friend; André is an idiot in love.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 225. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Send me your favorite Taylor lyrics to receive a blurb.

FAQ | Masterlist | Fandoms | Requests | Coming Soon | Schedule

andré watches with a smile as you carefully examine a pile of beads in front of you. he’s relaxed deep into the various pillows on your bed, arms crossed over his chest while a movie quietly plays on the tv in your bedroom.

every now and then, you gently thread a new bead onto a thin, braided cord. the beads cascaded down the unfinished bracelet in a pattern of andré’s favorite colors. his name was spelled out on a few in the center, creating a decorative focal point.

“almost done?” he asked.

you hummed in response. andré couldn’t help but chuckle when you absentmindedly stuck out your tongue in an effort to concentrate. you maneuvered the thread until you had successfully created a knot. with a grin, you leaned back to lie next to him, sinking into the pillows as well.

you held the bracelet up for him to see, and exclaimed, “ta-da! your friendship bracelet, good sir!”

sensing your excitement, he allowed you to place it around his wrist. as you did so, he tried his best to ignore how you referred to him simply as a friend. he supposed, however, that there was no such thing as a i’m-so-in-love-with-you-please-notice bracelet. he was, for what seemed like the millionth time, left with no choice but to shove aside the deep ache in his heart.

[geekgirl750-writes]

The Quinton Reviews iCarly/ Victorious/ Sam & Cat series has awoken something inside of me that I feel like I will die if I don't write a fic about

Here me out:

Victorious College!AU where the reader is a student at Hollywood Arts but it's a college and you're roommates with all of the Victorious characters.

And I kinda want to add either a Friends to Lovers! arc with Robbie x Reader or an Enemies to Lovers! Jade x Reader for a little spice

Basically I want to heal my inner child by living precariously through Tori Vega

[infiniteimaginings]

〔𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴〕

Started: February 19th, 2024 Updated: April 30th, 2024

All my writings for André Harris - Nickelodeons 'Victorious'

I. We look good together || Romantic | Fluff

∙ One shot | Rating: General Audiences | Pairing: André Harris x GN!Reader The students of Hollywood Arts talk about what it's like seeing you two together.

[kingofvipers]

Comment if reader should be gender neutral or male