#Andrew Garfield

[a-m-w-worlds]

As someone who with an odd affinity for weird/awkward/otherwise note worth line delivery, HECK YEAH I'm reblogging this!

this line delivery has lived in my head for 10 years

[aurynsia]

Like Real People Do

Remus Lupin x Animagus!Reader

Summary: Fox Animagus!Reader falls in love with Remus after waking up next to him in the hospital wing...

Warnings: Mentions of injuries and scars, reader is fem presenting and referred to with she/her pronouns, mostly fluff with a sprinkle of angst, only one mention of the other Marauders

Word Count: 1.1K

Masterlist

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Streams of light trickled down your face, soft skin slick with sweat that reflected the natural glow beaming from the window above. A beating pulse ran through your head, only worsening with every slight move you made to sit up in a bed that wasn’t your own.

You groaned at the feeling of hospital sheets weighing your body down, cascading down your form to pool around your hips as you straightened your back to stretch.

Your body ached with harsh evidence of the night before, and a pained cry bounced around the walls as you twisted and turned. A cry that was not your own.

Blinking once, twice, you turned your attention to the figure sat beside you, positioned to mirror you in a bed adorned with thin sheets that had crumpled under the weight of a restless sleep.

Remus Lupin stared wide-eyed at your torn body after stretching a muscle or two, gaze flickering from your face to the scars trailing down your back. You observed him with a similar curiosity, memorising every cut and tear blessing his soft skin.

“Seems we both got into some trouble, then…” you mused, voice laced with the remnants of sleep. The Gryffindor gazed at you with a shy blush dancing on each cheek, smiling bashfully despite his aching pains.

His gaze fell below yours once again, eyes growing wider before looking away towards his own torso. You followed his previous stare with a puzzled expression before grabbing at the sheets around you to cover your exposed bra, blushing in a deep embarrassment that Remus could only describe as endearing.

“I suppose you also…transform?” He said cautiously, careful to not expose himself as an Animagus if he misjudged you. “Yeah I- transform,” you responded with his own word choice, “Though sometimes I can’t control it, last night wasn’t meant to happen…” you trailed off.

He gave you a pitiful smile, shifting to face you while stretching his arm behind his neck, “I know what you mean, I transform every full moon…” he hints.

Remus was a quiet, caring boy, completely unlike his Animagus form. You had spoken a handful of times before about your shared love for Defence Against the Dark Arts. You had clearly underestimated your overwhelming similarities that you unpicked like the sleeves of an unraveling sweater over the unlikely pillow talk that followed your chance encounter.

You quickly discovered that you were the sly, red fox to his dark, brooding wolf, a fact that made you all the more drawn to the boy. You carefully moved to sit on his hospital bed despite your growing pains, whispering in soft understanding as you both awaited Madam Pomfrey’s dotting care.

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A few months later and the leaves have shifted to a golden hue since that bright summer’s morning, only visible under the full moon. You stalked through the forbidden forest, walking in line with Remus’ large dorm.

Aching from a night of battles and mischief, your sleek auburn body began to shift uncomfortably in your pace as you found yourself becoming more human by the minute.

You had grown all but inseparable with the werewolf after that fateful morning, quickly falling into a comfortable routine of tracing each other’s scars while muttering praises of admiration.

The bright moon illuminated your path, your boyfriend’s fierce eyes softened with a lidded gaze under the rays of light.

The sun threatened to tip over the horizon in a mere few hours as you slunk home side by side with the strong wolf. You fought back sleep, foxy red hair shining in Hogwarts’ glow as you clambered along the stone path.

You had never longed for the awkward feeling of hospital fabrics across your aching body as much as you did on this tiring night. Your monthly visits to hospital beds were no longer lonely as you entered hand in hand with the tall boy every time, relaxing under the cooling touch of mattress to skin.

Fully transformed and gripping the walls of the castle, you groaned as you began to sulk in the direction of Madam Pomfrey, as you had done every other treacherous night out.

“L-love, wait a minute,” Remus called in a stutter, “why don’t we just tend to ourselves tonight?”

Stopping in your tracks, you pondered his proposition for a moment, head aching as you turned to look between your boyfriend and the entrance to the hospital wing further down the hall.

“I’ll fix you up while you tend to me. We…we can fall asleep in each other’s arms, just for one night,” he continued to hiss and groan, holding his side with one hand while reaching for you with the other, “Like a- a normal couple…”

Silently, you nodded at the pleading boy with a pained smile, moving into lean against his tall body, adorned with scars. You limped in tow towards the Gryffindor dorms, contact unwavering at his decorated side.

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The door to the Marauder’s dorm closed with a soft thud, Remus making sure to not alert his roommates to your arrival.

You tossed yourself onto his bed, closing the surrounding curtains as Remus fetched various remedies from his desk. He slid between the fabric enclosure as you muttered a silencing charm before letting out a pained sigh.

Remus made quick work of your wounds, applying ointment to your bare back before you did the same. The night air pushed a refreshing breeze through the dorm’s open window that shifted the fabric surrounding you like waves over land.

Overwhelmed with relief from the mutual healing, you pushed yourself down to splay across the bed, joining your boyfriend with your head to his pillow.

“We are a normal couple, you know,” you murmured, “well, as normal as we can get. Hospital wing visits will never change that.” Remus gazed into your glossy eyes, slick with sleep. “I know, love, I know. It’s just- nights like these make me want to fall asleep with my girl in my arms, like real people do…”

You hummed at his reply, lips forming a soft smile as you inched closer to the werewolf. “We are real. This is real.” You planted a delicate kiss to his pink lips, his eyes fluttering closed at the contact, in sync with your own.

“This is real.”

You encircled his legs with your own, blending your face with his chest and your hands with the back of his neck. He nuzzled into your hair, muttering sweet nothings as you drifted to sleep.

“I love you, sweet fox,” he spoke softly, only to be met with the quiet snores of his sleeping girlfriend, before joining you in slumber.

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[urheartswells]

so sad los campesinos isnt on there </3 my hair is so much darker irl but hey

open to anyone who wants to do this!

Found this picrew and thought its cute

Here is me atm

Npts: @t3mpest98 @varpusvaras @tinyduckies @insertmeaningfulusername @ihaventpiickedausername @cookiemonsterv3 & anyone who wants to do this (u also dun have to if u don’t want to kdkdkdk)

[sabagon]

Andrew Garfield

[leakinos]

✶ Spiderman & Spideypool matching !!

like ou reblog se usar, créditos não são obrigatórios, mas são bem vindos!

[billskaarsgard]

Andrew Garfield talks to Elmo about grief and the passing of his mother

[forever-ev]

This reminded me that I need to go get my weighted blanket out of the closet

Just a fluffy lil bf tasm!Peter x fem reader blurb! Hope you enjoy! 🩷

Weighted blanket?

You were half-asleep, wrapped in Peter’s arms, when you could feel him slowly and carefully trying to slip away from you.

“No,” you mumbled drowsily. “You have to leave now?”

He leaned over and kissed you. “Not because I want to.”

“Yeah, yeah, great responsibility and all that crap.”

You could hear him chuckling in the dark as he got dressed. As you became more lucid, that familiar fear started whirring in your chest. It was infinitely easier to sleep when you knew he was safely tucked in next to you. Your fears were getting worse, each time it took him longer to come back, and each time he came back with more cuts and bruises….

You could feel your breathing turning ragged and panicked.

“Hey, hey.” Peter brought his forehead to yours, and his brown eyes glistened in the moonlight. “It’s going to be okay. I’ll be back as soon as I possibly can. Where’s your weighted blanket?”

“I don’t know. Probably at my place.”

He was studying you carefully. “Do you want to try what we did last time?”

You were already feeling around for the scissors on the nightstand. “Yes,” you whispered.

“Okay. Lie back.”

You did as you were told, and Peter began to craft a web that pressed your body firmly but gently to the bed. You kept one hand outside of the cocoon, able to reach the scissors if need be. That was your agreement; he would only leave you like this if he knew you could set yourself free, should you change your mind.

“I feel like I’m wrapping a present,” he chuckled. “Can I unwrap it when I get home?”

“You better.”

He hovered above your face so you were able to kiss him.

“Is it too tight?”

“No, it’s perfect. Well, no, not compared to you, but it’s good enough.”

The two of you kissed again… and again…

“Okay, okay! Ah! The sooner I get out of here, the sooner I get back.”

“I love you,” you said, wishing the words could also convey some sort of protection.

“I love you too, sweetie.” And then he was gone, out the window, Peter no more, your boyfriend no more. Now he was everyone’s. The entire city’s Amazing Spider-Man. Which was fine—except that you knew Peter Parker to be even more amazing. And you liked when he was yours and yours alone.

Tucked into the gentle pressure of the web he had made you, you tried to put fear out of your mind and eventually dozed off.

Peter might have been the one with heightened senses, but you were a light sleeper and could hear him slip through the window as the sun came up. He seemed to be okay, though he was moving slowly, probably in pain, and you could see bruises forming on his face.

“Hey.” You reached out your free hand toward him. He smiled as he stripped off his Spider-Man garb. “I would ask if you’re hurt, but you wouldn’t tell me anyway.”

He chuckled softly, kneeling on the bed. “I hope you got some sleep,” he said as he carefully began pulling apart the web that enveloped your body.

“Some.” As soon as you were able, you sat up and hugged him tightly, hoping not to make any pain worse. You sat nestled like that for a few moments, your head on his shoulder, your hearts practically beating against each other’s.

“Okay.�� With a sigh, you let him go. “Now you need your sleep. Come on, lie down and roll over. No, the other way.”

He laughed. “Um, how am I supposed to hold you if I have my back to you?”

You lay down beside him, pressed against his back, and wrapped your arms around him. “You’re not,” you murmured, kissing the back of his neck where a bruise was beginning to purple. “I get to hold you now.”

He took one of your hands and kissed it before bringing it onto his chest. What a relief it was to feel his heartbeat and lean into his warmth.

[ayo-edebiri]

Andrew Garfield on consent and privacy

[saintlaurentproblems]

Wait that’s fucking weird lol

[stevenrogered]

im begging you to please read this excerpt from an interview of florence pugh and andrew garfield promoting we live in time you wont regret it lmao

[bitchycheesecakecat]

[andrew-garfielld]

ANDREW GARFIELD BuzzFeed’s Puppy Interview

[animentality]

[henwilsons]

WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE Andrew Garfield about losing his mom on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert

[cosbug]

Someone on here said “I love the way you draw Andrew” and that was enough for me to draw for the full 48 hours after HDHAH

Thank you so much to that person for the compliment and the motivation RAH <3

I’m going to clean up the linework some more but was way too excited to share, I’m kinda proud of this one

(Edit: I cleaned it up a little >:D TOP LEFT SPIDEY GAVE ME ISSUES FR 🫡)

[djarin]

Just let me go. Anything but... knives!

The Amazing Spider-Man (2012) dir. Marc Webb