#andrew siwicki imagine

[badbishficrecs]

I randomly had a dream with this man in it so of course I had to find a sweet little story as well…

hii !! i just found your blog and i love your writing so much :) i was wondering if i could request some andrew siwicki ? maybe a friends to lovers or fwb to lovers ?

𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Andrew Siwicki x Reader

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: the wedding you and Andrew are attending inspires him to confess.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff, marriage proposals, friends to fiancé's.

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: just as a preface: i'm not caught up on Sweet Boys podcast, so idk if he wants to get married or not lmao.

don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

you giggled as Andrew spun you out from his body, and then pulled you back, your black flowing dress fluttering around your calves.

you were Andrew's date to his wedding, and you were relishing in it. you'd been a wedding date for your guy friends before, and you were expecting Andrew to act the same way as they did. usually your friend would ignore you and find another person to flirt with, but Andrew wasn't like that.

he kept you with him the entire night, and even asked you to dance as soon as you finished eating dinner, and never left you by yourself. "i know how nerve-racking it can be to be somewhere new and not knowing anyone," he'd said when you questioned him about it. "i don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

the music changed, and he pulled you close to him, his arms circling his waist as slower music began to change.

"you ever want to get married?" he asked, smiling down at you.

you smirked at him. "one day." you said. "i always thought i would be engaged to someone by now, but my time will come. do you want to?"

he nodded. "yeah. definitely." he said, his hand raising up your back and stroking the skin that was exposed by your dress, causing goose bumps to rise on your skin.

"who do you imagine getting married to?" you asked, and he let out an infamous giggle.

"a beautiful girl." he said. "a girl who's my best friend. who understands me, and is on my side no matter what. who puts up with Garrett's bullshit ideas." he whispered as he pulled you closer.

butterfly's swarmed in your stomach as you look up at Andrew. you couldn't deny that you had a crush on him. you'd had a crush on him since you met him, but despite Garrett's nudging, you hadn't said anything. Garrett had told you that Andrew felt the same way, but you refused to believe it.

but now, you were starting to. the way he was looking at you had you second guessing what you originally thought. before you had time to dwell on it, however, he spoke again.

"i wanna marry you."

you felt your breath leave your body, and you stopped dancing, opting to just stare up at you.

"w-what?" you asked in disbelief.

he smiled shyly, red dusting his pale cheeks. "i wanna marry you. i wanna have babies with you. i wanna live with you." he explained, ducking his head towards you. "i'm in love with you."

you blinked your tear filled eyes, and swallowed the lump in your throat before placing your hand on the back of his neck, and pulling his mouth down to meet yours.

Andrew moaned into the kiss, and pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. "i love you, too." you whispered, and he closed his eyes with a smile.

he pressed another kiss to your lips.

"will you marry me?" he asked, and you nodded, a tear fell down your cheek.

"yes, of course i'll marry you." you said, stroking his cheek. "i love you so much."

[unicorndads]

Okay but imagine you commit a crime and then you look to your jury and you see Andrew Siwicki

[h3rmitsunited]

Imagining chaotic duo Dirk and Todd with the same energy as Garrett Watts and Andrew Siwicki

Plus Elijah Wood laughing would sound a whole lot like Andrew

I may need to do some Brotzly comics using some of their moments because the vibes are absolute manic and wild and very in line with a Dirk and Todd that have been working together for a while and are just hyping each other's crazy energies

[storiesforallfandoms]

master plan ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 1721

request?: yes!

@harryskittenxox​ “ Omg thanks so much! I feel honoured lol I was thinking something along the lines of the two of you flirting constantly and Garrett gets his friend to flirt with you to try and make Andrew jealous and finally get him to admit his feelings but after a bit of arguing and angst and all that good stuff please? Totally happy for you to take control of it though, I love your writing concepts so much you just always hit the nail in the head!”

description: when andrew refuses to admit his feelings for the girl of his dreams, garrett enlists the help of a friend to push andrew along

pairing: andrew siwicki x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist

“Why is Bruce flirting with me?” I whispered to Garrett as we both went to refill our drink glasses.

A group of us had gotten together at Garrett’s apartment - myself, Andrew, Caleb, and Bruce. Garrett invited us over for some drinks and snacks, not an unusual thing for Garrett to do. What was unusual, however, was for Bruce to be very openly flirting with me in front of everyone.

I was the only girl in our immediate friend group, so everyone assumed that Andrew, Caleb, and Bruce were constantly trying to get with me. This couldn’t be further from the truth. Besides the fact that Caleb already had a girlfriend, both he and Bruce were basically like my brothers and treated me the same way they treated each other and Garrett.

Andrew, however...well I could never tell what was happening with us. I sometimes thought that Andrew was just treating me the way he treated everyone, but I also came to realize that he was much more physically affectionate with me than anyone else. We talked a lot more than I talked to any of the other guys. But we never took it further than just friendship, which just confused me about...everything.

Garrett barley glanced at me as he responded, “Maybe he just likes you.”

I rolled my eyes. “That’s definitely not it. If he liked me, why wouldn’t he have flirted with me before now?”

“Maybe he has but you haven’t noticed.”

I gave him a look. “Garrett, for real. Do you know what’s happening with Bruce?”

He looked up at me and passed me a drink. “I swear, I know nothing.”

I didn’t believe him, but I knew I wasn’t about to get any sort of info from him.

We both returned to Garrett’s living room. There were two open spots: one next to Andrew and one next to Bruce. I looked between the two, wondering what my best course of action would be.

Andrew looked up at me first and smiled. My heart fluttered and I knew the right choice almost immediately.

As I started moving towards Andrew, Bruce spoke up, “(Y/N)! Come sit next to me!”

“You’ve been hogging her all night, Bruce,” Andrew said, his glare enough to kill someone. “Maybe let the rest of us have time with her.”

Bruce attempted to glare back, but I could tell it wasn’t as sincere as Andrew’s. “Maybe (Y/N) can decide for herself.”

I looked between the two before inching myself towards Andrew. “I - I’m gonna sit with Andrew.”

The look on Andrew’s face could only be described as triumphant. As I sat next to him, he put an arm around my shoulder, causing my face to burn. Garrett gave me a knowing look before sitting next to Bruce.

“Y-Your drink looks a little low,” I said, trying to think of something - anything - to say. “Want another?”

“I think I’m okay. Feeling a little fuzzy so I should probably slow down.”

He’s drunk, he’s not flirting, I reminded myself.

With his arm around me, I had to stop myself a few times from leaning into Andrew’s embrace. However, my alcohol started to kick in as well, and his smell was just as intoxicating as my nearly empty cup. Eventually I just couldn’t stop myself from letting my head drunkenly roll onto his shoulder. But he didn’t stop me from putting my head on his shoulder, either. He actually wrapped his arm around me, letting me stay there for some time.

Eventually, Andrew did get up to get another drink. I watched him go, immediately missing his warm body next to mine. A slight annoyance rose within me when Bruce quickly stood and sat next to me again.

“Bruce, what is your fucking deal?” I asked, shoving him away from me.

“What? We haven’t hung out in a long time! I’ve missed you!” Bruce argued, although it was a very paper thin argument.

“You don’t have to be all over me though, dude. It’s annoying.”

“You heard her, Bruce,” Andrew said, now coming back from getting his drink, “it’s annoying.”

“Well maybe the rest of us find it annoying the way you’re always stealing her,” Bruce retorted.

The room went silent. I snuck a glance at both Garrett and Caleb, who looked more shocked at Bruce’s statement than in agreement with him. Garrett even looked...worried? He definitely has something to do with this, I know he does.

Andrew’s face went red. I couldn’t tell if it was with anger or embarrassment. I could definitely feel mine ignited with the latter.

“If you guys have a problem with (Y/N) and I hanging out so much, you can tell me,” he said, his voice calmer than I anticipated. “You can tell me, too, (Y/N). You know that.”

I tried to respond but I was so shocked that I couldn’t get any words out. I couldn’t understand what was happening.

“But for real, man,” Andrew said, turning back to address Bruce specifically. “You’re bothering her, so fucking lay off. I’m gonna go get some air.”

The minute Garrett’s front door closed behind Andrew, Garrett was to his feet. “Okay, that was too far, man. This whole thing is over now.”

“What whole thing?” I demanded. “Garrett, what did you do?”

“I’m sorry for being too pushy, (Y/N),” Bruce said, suddenly back to being the Bruce I knew. “I didn’t mean to actually annoy you. I thought...Garrett, why didn’t you tell her about the plan?”

“What plan?” I snapped. “Will one of you tell me what’s going on? Please?”

“Garrett had this plan to try and make you and Andrew admit your feelings for one another,” Bruce explained. “That involved me flirting with you in front of Andrew and making him jealous. I didn’t mean to take it as far as I did, but that last part slipped out before I could think about it.”

“What?!” I turned to face Garrett. “Why would you do that?! Why wouldn’t you tell me?! Poor Andrew...”

“I’m sorry!” Garrett said. “I didn’t expect it to go as far as it did! Fuck, I’ll go after him.”

Before Garrett could even move, I was already out the door. I nearly stumbled over Andrew, who was sat on the front steps of the house. He looked up at me and gave me a small smile as I sat next to him.

“Are you okay?” I asked him. “You know what Bruce said isn’t true, right? About you and me hanging out too much. None of the guys think that at all.”

“I know. I, uh, I heard Bruce and Garrett discussing their little plan just then,” Andrew responded.

“What the fuck were they thinking?” I said, still angry about the situation. “That’s...all of that was so wrong. And then they took it too far and you got hurt. I’m fucking angry.”

“I’m not too mad,” Andrew admitted. “I mean, I’m glad they’re not all annoyed with us hanging out a lot, but I find it awkward that they don’t mind cause they just want us to date.”

I winced at his wording, wondering what he meant by that. Did he mean he didn’t want to date me? Or just he didn’t want the guys meddling in his love life? Or did it even have any meaning?

“Yeah,” I finally managed, forcing a light tone in my voice. “That...that is awkward.”

A silence fell between us. I looked down at the ground for a long time, unsure of what else to say. I debated on just getting up and going back inside. I didn’t even really want to be there anymore now that I knew how Andrew felt about the situation. I knew it was a long shot that he’d have feelings for me, but hearing him actually say it felt like a sharp knife through my heart.

“Were you jealous?” I found myself asking, shocked by the boldness I was feeling in that moment. “Or were you just annoyed with Bruce, too?”

“A bit of both I think,” Andrew responded. “Obviously I was annoyed. He was bothering you and acting like a dude who doesn’t understand the meaning of the word no. But I was also jealous of the way he was acting around, and the fact that he kept trying to take all your attention.”

“But like...in a friendly way? Like...were you jealous he was taking your friend?”

“Are you trying to ask if I have feelings for you (Y/N)?”

I shook my head and started to get to my feet. It was stupid of me to try and ask him that. Of course he didn’t have feelings for me, he was my best friend. Just my best friend.

Andrew quickly stood, too, grabbing hold of my arm to stop me from going in. “Hey, hey. Don’t run away so fast. I want to know, are you asking me if I have feelings for you?”

“Yes!” I finally responded. “Yes, that’s what I’m asking you. Do you have feelings for me, Andrew? Because I really want to know what’s going on between us. Are we flirting, are we just being really friendly, are we just friends? I wanna know what’s going on in your head when you think about me, and when you see me and hang out with me.”

“You really wanna know?”

“Yes, I do.”

The response to my question came in the form of Andrew’s lips against mine. It was so easy to relax into his kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and holding him to me. His hands rested perfectly on my hips, like they were meant to be there. I leaned into him as close as I could be, taking in as much of him as I possibly could.

The sound of cheering broke us apart. We turned to see Garrett, Bruce, and Caleb looking out the living room window at the two of us. Upon realizing they had been caught, the three of them quickly pulled the curtains and backed away from the window.

“Do you wanna go back in there?” Andrew asked.

“No,” I responded.

“Me neither. Wanna go back to my place to finish our night?”

I smiled back at him. “I’d love that.”

[yourlocalsmutwriter]

The trials and tribulations of seeing your boyfriend while studying - Andrew Siwicki x reader

Being in college was stressful. Being in college and trying to find time for a date with your boyfriend was even more stressful.

You loved Andrew with all your heart, but between all your projects and him editing Shane’s series you two barely had time to see each other. Your time together was reduced to late-night FaceTime calls and quick dates where you’d just walk around or grab a coffee. You knew that realistically this moment would come sooner or later in your relationship, but you couldn’t help missing your boyfriend like crazy. Maybe you just needed one little distraction and the perfect opportunity presented itself.  

‘’You know you should quit moping around and enjoy this.’’ Morgan said to you as you were getting ready in your dorm room. She was in a cute dress and extravagant makeup, clearly prepared for the college party you invited her to. You, on the other hand, were in plain jeans and a T-shirt. Playfully shooing her from the mirror, you applied your lipstick and said.

‘‘I know but I wish Andrew was here.’‘

‘‘Girl, you are whipped,’‘ she remarked and even did the stupid whip motion above her shoulder, looking ridiculous. That caused you to erupt in laughter, slight tears forming at the corners of your eyes. Even if this party was a bust, you had your friend to cheer you up. Once you calmed down Morgan gave you a determined look.

‘‘Okay, but seriously now. Well. as serious as I can be. You and Andrew are cute and everyone ships y’all. But we know you two have been handling this time apart well. But if you need Shane to give him a day off or something, you know you can tell us, we’re not gonna bite your head off for wanting a date night with your boyfriend.’‘

‘‘Yes, I know but it’ll be incredibly selfish of me. Hey guys, I know you’re working on possibly the most important thing on this channel so far, which will earn you a huge amount of new subscribers, views and revenue. But can you pause the project that you’ve been putting your blood, sweat, and tears into just for a day? No, not to catch up on sleep and to ease your minds, just so I can spend the day with Andrew. Morgan, I can’t do that.’‘

‘‘You worry too much, you know. Look for now let’s just go to this party, relax and who knows, maybe soon Shane and Andrew will wrap up the series and you and your beloved will have all the time in the world together.’‘

‘‘First of all, no one says beloved. Second of all I’m already ahead of you and so is our Uber.’‘

As you got into your ride you didn’t notice how Morgan sent Shane a text. You got to the club and admittedly it was fun. You danced with Morgan, talked to your colleagues and you were managing to not think about how your boyfriend should’ve been there instead. Andrew with his dorky dance moves, Andrew with cheesy pickup lines, when he pretended that he was flirting with you for the first time at this party, Andrew signing or rapping along to whatever the DJ decided to play and Andrew’s chaste little kisses on the dancefloor. Even social media was against you because as soon as you posted a story on Instagram he had decided to reply to it with a wish I was there followed by a stay safe. You just sent him an I will followed by hearts and shut off your phone. Time to go back to Morgan. And you stayed with her till 4 AM when the club closed. You were basically falling asleep in the Uber on the way to your dorm, grateful that the party was on a Friday night and you had the weekend to yourself.

At some point in the morning, you woke up to see a note from Morgan that she’d go out to grab breakfast and she’d be back in a bit. You tried to stay awake and wait for her, but your eyes were too heavy and you ended up falling back asleep. You were woken up once again when you heard your door opening.

‘‘Took you long enough, Morgan. Where did you go for coffee, Hogwarts?’‘. Instead of a normal reply, you only heard laughter. But that laugh could only belong to one person. You almost fell out of bed and still, you couldn’t process that you were seeing Andrew holding coffee and a bag of groceries. Smiling he, said.

‘‘Has my girlfriend been replaced with Garret Watts.’’ referring to your Harry Potter inspired question.

‘‘This ain’t a fanfiction or the Youtube comments under Shane’s videos, so no. Also please tell me you’re actually here and this isn’t a dream.’

‘’I’m here. And this is your proof.’’ he replied as he pressed a kiss against your lips.

‘‘Okay, but how. I mean you have the thing with Shane and everything and’‘

‘‘Last night Morgan texted Shane, who texted me and I have a whole day off with you. Now we can go on a proper date later, so how about a movie in bed for now.’‘

‘‘Okay.’‘ You scooted over in your bed, and you let yourself be enveloped in Andrew’s strong arms. You laid your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as he stroked your hair.  You half-watched the movie he put on, more focused on his cute face. When he caught you staring, he’d give you a quick kiss, which would soon turn into a full-blown makeout session.

‘‘You know, I missed this a lot,’‘ he said in between kisses.

‘‘Yeah, me too. You know I have my break soon.’‘

‘‘And by then the series will be finished, so you'll have me all to yourself.’‘

‘‘I’d love that.’‘

[thehuntresswolf]

Imagine; posting about your relationship with Andrew, and his ex commenting on your post

y/n.dawson; couldn't be happier 😍 i love you ❤ @andrewsiwicki

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andrewsiwicki; i love you so much 💙💙

shawndawson; where's my shoutout for getting you two together???

y/n.dawson; thank you @shanedawson ! 😒

y/n.dawson; i love you too 😘 @andrewsiwicki

gabbiehanna; 😂😂

y/n.dawson; again with the drama sweetie? @gabbiehanna

morganadams; you two are so cute!

rylandadams; just back off @gabbiehanna

[whereyoustand]

Take A Break

Summary- Andrew starts to lose control of his OCD and his friends don't even know he was diagnosed.

Warnings- Swearing, My terrible writing, Angst, Mental Health, Anxiety, OCD

With the upcoming Jeffree Star series Shane was working on, Andrew could not stop thinking. Thinking about failing, thinking about making Shane look good, thinking about what would happen if he fucked up.

Because of it, Andrew tried to distract himself by only editing or cleaning. He could get all his frustrations out of cleaning and it'd do his apartment good.

His showers were fast to avoid thinking and he would only eat either when someone reminded him or order something. He became a hermit, staying indoors and awake until he passes out. He kept forgetting about his basic needs and focused more on the series rather then his own health.

His friends noticed his habits. Garrett was first, when they were having a movie night. Andrew left the room for a 'pee break' when Garrett spoke up.

"He's working really heard on the series huh?" He commented, motioning to the laptop that Andrew was previously working on.

"I know right." Shane exclaimed before Ryland, who was cuddled into his right side, shushed him. "Should we be worried?"

"Knowing Andrew, he won't talk about until he feels better."

"Oh my God, Kelsey is telling Robert how much she loves him!" Morgan exclaimed as Andrew walked in and everyone turned their attention turned back onto the movie. Well, everyone except Andrew who continued to edit.

Ryland noticed it next when he convinced Andrew to do some yoga. Andrew had tried to protest but Ryland found a response to everything. Also, his laptop was on 13% anyway and a bit of yoga might help his muscles to wake up.

"Now the downwards dog!" Ryland mumbled and got into position. When Andrew bent over, his hoodie rolled downwards revealing his bare skin. Ryland glanced over to notice the amount of weight Andrew lost. He used to be fit but now he looked as though he could be snapped in half. That scared Ryland. He knew the unhealthy body types like the back of his hand. Suddenly, Andrew's phone rang from the other room and Andrew shot up and excused himself. Shane walked in and noticed Ryland's shocked face so he ran forth and helped him up.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"Andrew isn't well." Ryland stated as Shane rubbed his arm.

"We know. " Shane's eyebrows furrowed. "We said we would let him come to us when he was ready."

"So we're just gonna wait around and see if he gets better?" Ryland backed away from Shane and threw his hands up. "I'm not doing that Shane. No way!" He hissed. "He is skin and bones, Shane. If you saw I was like that, you'd help me in a second! We need to help Andrew."

"Okay we'll talk to Morgan and Garrett and get a plan. Yeah?" Shane asked. Ryland nodded as a sigh escaped his lips.

"I just don't want to see him hurt-" Andrew walked back into the room.

"Hey guys, I have to go. I'll see you soon."

So, the next week, Shane, Ryland, Morgan, and Garrett got together at Shane and Ryland's place and discussed Andrew.

Morgan mentioned how when she ordered food, Andrew went to collect it and nearly dropped it 'like five hundred times!'.

Shane brought up the fact he kept sending him video edits asking if it was okay more then normal. And how sometimes he would repeatedly ask him if it was okay even though he said it was.

Ryland brought up his figure and how thin he got. He also noticed how it's not an active thing to avoid eating but how he would just forget.

Garrett how suddenly clean he got. How he had spent ten minutes scrubbing the same spot in his kitchen.

The whittled it down to stress and invited Andrew over for an early movie night the next week.

Andrew arrived with his laptop and a few bags of popcorn. Shane opened the door to greet him.

"Sorry, it's all I could bring." He said bashfully. He then went to greet everyone and repeated the phrase to each one of them.

As they all settled on the couch, Andrew got opened his laptop and started to work with one earphone in. Shane put on Kati Morton's stress playlist on YouTube and slowly leaned into his seat.

The video plays and, throughout it, everyone glances at Andrew to see his reaction.

All of a sudden, Morgan noticed Andrew had lost focused and stared into space. She glanced his fingers and noticed he was tapping a pattern. She went to reach for him when, suddenly, he flinched away and shot up before running to the bathroom. He didn't lock the door behind him. he was far too focused on getting air into his lungs.

There was a knock at the door and Shane's voice came through. "Hey, man, what's going on?"

"I need- air." Andrew gasped.

"Can I come in?" Shane asked softly.

"No!" Andrew screeched before gasping. "Air."

"Okay, can you breathe in for a five seconds?" Andrew did what he was told. "Hold for three. And out for four."

Andrew followed Shane's instructions for what felt like hours when his breathing evened out. He stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He splashed some water in his face.

"I'm okay." He muttered to himself. "I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay." Andrew felt some relief from finishing a task. He opened the door and saw all his friends stood outside the door.

"What's going on?" Garrett asked. "And I swear to God if you say nothing-"

"Can I-" Andrew coughed. "Get a drink first?" He pushed past his friends and pulled out a glass and filled it up with water. Once he finished he scrubbed the glass, trying to get out all his stress.

Once finished, Andrew made his way to the lounge where his friends sat.

"What's going on?" Ryland asked first once Andrew sat down opposite them all. "You've been acting weird lately. We're worried."

"Sorry." Andrew mumbled. "Promise you won't be mad?"

"We promise." Shane said softly.

"Do you promise-"

"Yes, Andrew, we all promise." Garrett smiled. "What's going on?"

"I have OCD." Andrew started before his voice sped up. "And it is getting really bad recently because I'm so stressed and I know it's dumb and I should be taking care of myself but nothing is as important to me as this series! If I don't get that I will not function at all and I'll look like a failure and I'll make myself look stupid and-" Andrew threw his hands up as Ryland inturrupted.

"Why didn't you tell us? About your OCD, about your worries, about anything?"

"I couldn't figure out how and the only people who know are my parents and people I don't see any more." Andrew explained.

"What kind of habits do you have? That we can help with to keep your anxieties low." Shane asked.

"What do you mean by habits?" Morgan asked shyly.

"People with OCD typically have habits that they have to complete to feel less anxious." Shane explained briefly.

"Um I have to repeat things sometimes." Andrew shrugged, embarrassment flooding him. "If it's a good day only three times, on a bad day four or five. I tend to count stairs or steps."

"Is that why, at the hotel, you walked up thirteen floors?" Ryland asked and Andrew just nodded.

"Um I get really bad cleaning habits." He said. "If I'm particularly anxious I'll go at one spot for hours but that's usually not people. If it's a really shit day, I have actually scrubbed my skin raw. Also, I forget to take care of myself probably. I lose weight or gain weight, I stop working out or work out too much, I get too much sleep or too little."

"Is that why you've gotten really skinny?" Andrew flinched at Shane's words. He used to get picked on at school for his constantly changing weight.

"I need things to be balanced like all the time. Some days are an exception. I used to take meds but I haven't in four years." Andrew shrugged again.

"We're here for you Andrew." Morgan smiled. "One hundred and ten percent!"

"You can take a break from editing. It'll be okay I promise." Shane said kindly.

Andrew nodded and walked to his friends where they engulfed him in a group hug.

Despite the shock of finding Andrwq had a mental disorder, the group of friends managed to incorporate his habits into their own lives. Shane pushed back the publishing time of the series in order to give Andrew some rest. Andrew was never going to be free of OCD but he will always have a supportive group of friends to help him through it.

[badbitchparty224]

Being Best Friends with Morgan Adams

(Taking requests)

[softsiwickii]

Muse (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Request: Can you write an imagine thingy about being Andrews muse? Like he’s always snapping pics of you, wherever you are and posting them on Instagram with cute captions and the squad would obviously tease the shit out of him for it. That would be so cute.. can you imagine hearing him giggle behind the camera/his phone after he snaps a pic of you? I love him so much aw

By now, you were used to it. Andrew randomly taking pictures of you while out in public. It’s about 65% of his camera roll on his iPhone. 

Sometimes it would just be straight up goofy. He’d tell you to do whatever dumb pose your heart desired, to which you obliged. He’d always giggle behind the camera, making you break and laugh with him. Those were some of his favorites. The ones of you laughing.

Sometimes it was completely off guard and you wouldn’t notice him taking them at all. Sometimes you would catch him, but you wouldn’t mind...just because it was him. It was ironic because it was normally your preference to be behind the camera, as was Andrew’s (that’s why you took the job of Shane’s 2nd videographer in the first place), and you were by no means a model at all, but there was something about you that Andrew felt the need to savor in a sneaky picture from time to time. And it would be in the most random places as well. You would be sipping on your iced coffee across from him nonchalantly while out with the squad at Starbucks, and then 10 minutes later, you would look down at your phone to see that notification pop up:

@andrewsiwicki tagged you in a post.

To which you would always blush, the rest of the squad always catching you.

“Stop taking sneaky pics of her, you stalker!” Morgan would tease.

“Yeah aren’t you SHANE’s cameraman? Huh Andrew?” Ryland would poke fun as well, all of them getting the biggest kick out of it.

“C’mon. You can’t tell me this isn’t worth posting.” Andrew would argue, showing them all the picture.

“Fuck! You look so good!” Shane exclaims, taking the phone while everyone else crowded around it. You rested your cheek in the palm of your hand while a huge grin was spread across your face. Andrew shot you a wink. You’ve never cared for or wanted to be the center of attention, but the way Andrew looked at you in these pictures made your heart want to burst out of your chest. It made you feel so special. So beautiful.

———

Garrett, Andrew, and Shane were on their way to target a few days later to buy props for a video. Suddenly, you came up into the conversation.

“Wait, Andrew, can I ask you something?” Shane questioned.

“Uh yeah sure” Andrew replied

“How come you take pictures of y/n so much? Like I see you doing it in public sometimes and I’m just genuinely curious.”

Andrew blushed and smiled at the ground. “I mean, if I’m being honest, there’s just something about her that makes her so photogenic. The way she lives in the present and absorbs her surroundings..it’s beautiful. She doesn’t need to fake it, it’s 100% natural. And I try to sneak them because I don’t want to interrupt that moment that she’s having with herself.” Andrew rambles. Shane and Garrett turn to each other, exchanging the same adorable smile.

“I don’t know. She’s kind of been my muse lately I guess..” Andrew sighs and nervously scratches at his beard.

“That’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever heard, Andrew” Garrett added.

“I’m like, gonna cry” Shane snorted. “But, Andrew, why haven’t you asked her out yet?”

“I want to. So bad. I just want to know how she feels.”

“Believe me” said Shane “the fact that she even lets you get away with those pictures is some sort of sign”

[falcqns]

Could I request a Andrew Siwicki fluff fic please? Love your writing too :)

𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖙

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦��𝔤𝔰: Andrew Siwicki x Reader

☼ 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Andrew comes home after filming in the St. Ignatius Hospital with Garrett.

☼ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔤𝔰: mentions of ghosts, eating (donuts), Andrew being a cutie pie, fluff.

☼ 𝔞/𝔫: i added smokey glow into this bc ive been obsessed w her and Hailey Elizabeths vids lmao. thank you for the request and i hope you enjoy!!

you heard the door of your apartment in Los Angeles unlock, and Andrew step in. you rolled over in bed, and glanced at the clock. 1:18 am.

"Y/N?" he called softly. you furrowed your brows at the sound of his shaky voice. you climbed out of bed, and entered the hallway. "oh, there you are." he asked, breathlessly.

"are you okay?" you asked, as he approached you and wrapped you up in a hug. he shook his head. you ran your hand up his back, and he burrowed his head into your neck, his body shaking.

"it was so scary." he whispered, as you eased the backpack off of his back. you set it on the ground, and lead him to the bedroom.

"i bet, honey. it's super haunted." you said. "was it really bad?" you asked, as he climbed in bed with you. he nodded, and scooted down the bed, burying his head in your breasts.

"yeah. there were noises constantly. i kept seeing orbs and shit, but i couldn't freak out fully because i was holding the camera. at one point something whispered my name in my fucking ear." he said as a full body shiver ran through his body.

"i'm sorry, baby. that must have sucked." you said, your fingers playing with his orange curls. knowing he wouldn't do well in complete silence, you grabbed the tv remote on the bedside table, and turned on the tv. you logged onto youtube, and ended up choosing a random Youtuber Evolution by Smokey Glow. "weren't you guys not supposed to be home until tomorrow?" you asked as you saw the date.

he nodded. "yeah. we were in the morgue, and i got really freaked out, so Garrett decided to leave. he didn't want me more freaked out that i already was. we got donuts and headed home."

"of course you had to stop for donuts." you said, a joking tone in your voice, and you smiled, your heart warming when you heard your boyfriends cute giggle.

[countlessimagines]

No PDA! [ Andrew Siwicki x Reader ]

Summary: Andrew can’t seem to find his favorite hat or his girlfriend.

Warnings: None!

A/N: I love him with all my heart.

Also, this is really short, sorry!

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“Shane, have you seen my hat?” Andrew asked while looking through the kitchen. He came out unsuccessful.

“No,” Shane called out from the living room where he sat with his computer and a diet root beer in hand.

Andrew stopped in his tracks, “Actually, has anyone seen (Y/N)? I could have sworn she was just here.”

“Wow, Andrew. You lost your hat and girlfriend. Your life is spiraling like mine,” Morgan chuckled at the small table where she sat with Ryland.

“I think she went outside,” Ryland said, putting his blog camera down, and pointed to the window. Sure enough, you sat in the small bench in front of the door with your boyfriend’s hat on and taking selfies.

Andrew laughed softly before accompanying you outside, “I thought I lost that hat again.”

You turned around to face him, “Oh, sorry. I just love everything you own.”

He smiled at you to which you returned and beckoned him over, “Let’s take a pic.”

He sat behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

You smiled brightly as you leaned back into his chest and took pictures. The last one you took was of Andrew kissing your cheek.

“No PDA!” You two suddenly heard Shane yell as the front door slammed open.

Looking away from Andrew, you both saw Shane standing there crazily while Ryland recorded.

“Oh, lighten up, Shane. It’s just a peck on the cheek,” Ryland scolded his boyfriend.

“You should be worried if we were making out,” You said then winked at Andrew.

“Oh no, not while Morgan is here!” Shane said dramatically then covered her eyes with her hands.

You shook your head then wrapped your arms around Andrew’s neck and kissed him straight on the lips. Ryland squealed happily along with Morgan but Shane said, “I guess I ship it.”

You of course knew he was joking. He was the one who brought you two together after saying how cute of a couple you would be.

And although your group of friends were crazy, they were still family.

And you even got a cute boyfriend out of it. One who was blushing crazily as he pulled away slowly from the kiss.

[ackermancurse]

i’m in love with andrew siwicki help

[storiesforallfandoms]

wear my hoodie ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 1066

request?: yes!

harryskittenxox “Omg please can I request an imagine with Andrew siwicki?! One about how you’re on Shane’s sofa watching the final draft of an episode all cuddled up and after you all decide to have some drinks ans get drunk and Garrett gives you his hoodie or something ans Andrew is like ??? You should be wearing mine and all fluffy🥺🥺 thanks so much!”

(i made it that it’s just garrett, andrew and the reader cause uhhhhhhh i’m kinda not here for shane right now)

description: in which he gives his favorite hoodie to his favorite girl

pairing: andrew siwicki x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist

Garrett’s tipsy giggle rang through the apartment again as I got myself a second drink. Garrett was leaning into Andrew, watching him try to edit their latest video.

“You sure you don’t want a beer honey?” I asked Andrew.

“I’m good, babe. I wanna finish editing before I start drinking.”

“It’ll be funnier if you edit while drunk,” Garrett insisted as he finished yet another drink in one gulp.

Andrew and I shared a look as I took Garrett’s glass from him. “No more for you for a while mister. Drink some water first.”

Garrett groaned and shot me a dirty look before getting up to get a glass of water. Over my shoulder I called after him, “And if you come back with another drink I’ll pour it over your lap!”

Andrew chuckled as I sat next to him and cuddled into his side. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me to him.

As strange as it was to admit, spending a night in with Andrew, Garrett, and a couple of drinks while editing some videos was my ideal night. Especially when it involved cuddles, which it normally did.

Garrett returned with a glass of water and another drink. Before Andrew and I could comment on it, he said, “It’s for Andrew! He’s so behind, by the time he catches up we’ll both be tipsy!”

Andrew laughed and leaned forward to pick up the drink. He cringed as he took a sip. “Fuck Garrett, that’s strong!”

“I told you, you gotta catch up!”

I couldn’t help but laugh as Andrew managed to choke down another mouthful of Garrett’s strong drink.

We kept a steady flow of drinks coming as Andrew finished editing Garrett’s video and scheduled it to upload the next day. With that finished, he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap. I giggled as he buried his head in the crook of my neck, tickling me with his scruff.

“You guys are gross,” Garrett teased.

“You’re only saying that cause you’re single,” I told him. “When you start dating someone you’ll be all gross and romantic with them, too.”

“Don’t give me false hope, (Y/N).”

I playfully shook my head as I laid back into Andrew’s arms. He gave me a slight squeeze and kissed my cheek, earning the two of us another sound of protest from Garrett. To this, I picked up one of his pillows and threw it at him. Garrett gasped as the pillow hit his drink, spilling some of it onto himself. This resulted in a brief fight between the two of us, causing Andrew to laugh and get out of the way as I hurled another pillow at Garrett.

I felt the alcohol starting to hit me as I settled back into Andrew’s arms. Everything was spinning, but not in a bad way, and I was starting to feel all fuzzy inside. I smiled up at Andrew, who smiled back and kissed my forehead.

I felt a chill run through me and shivered. I wasn’t sure when it got cold in the apartment, but suddenly I was feeling it.

“You cold?” Andrew asked, giving me another squeeze.

I nodded. “It just got cold. Maybe it’s the alcohol, I don’t know.”

“Want a sweater?” Garrett asked. “I have so many, you can borrow one.”

As I started agreeing, Andrew moved away from me and started pulling his hoodie off. “That’s okay, she can have mine.”

“Are you sure? You might get cold.”

But he already had his hoodie off and was passing it to me. “Yeah, it’s fine. I don’t get cold that easily, I just like wearing the hoodie.”

I accepted it from him and pulled it on over my head. As it passed over my face, I held it close and took in Andrew’s familiar scent. It filled my nose and surrounded me fully. It made me feel extra warm and fuzzy inside.

Some more time and drinks passed and I felt my eyes growing heavy. I leaned into Andrew and felt myself starting to fall asleep. I was so close to sleep when Garrett noticed first.

“(Y/N) has succumb to the alcohol,” he commented, causing me to sleepily open my eyes a little to look at him.

Andrew moved to look at me. “You tired, baby?”

“So tired,” I responded, my words slurred and sleepy.

I felt Andrew shake against me as he chuckled. “Can you grab us a pillow and a blanket? I’ll turn in for the night, too.”

“What?! It’s only 2am,” Garrett said.

“Only,” I mimicked him. “Some of us sleep at a normal time, Garrett.”

He playfully rolled his eyes and got up to get a pillow and a blanket. He took a glass of water to his room and said goodnight to us, making a joke about not hooking up on his couch.

Garrett’s couch was definitely only for one person. It was very small, which made sense because the only people that really ever stayed over to Garrett’s was me and Andrew. But Andrew and I were both very stubborn people. Andrew kept trying to convince me to take the couch while he slept on the floor, and I kept doing the opposite. Eventually, we both gave up and decided to squeeze together on the couch. Neither one of us really complained about the tight space, though, as it gave us a reason to be closer when sleeping together.

I settled myself in Andrew’s arms, still wearing his comfy hoodie.

“You can take that off if you want, we have a blanket now,” he told me.

“I like the hoodie,” I responded, rolling over to bury my head into his chest. “You didn’t have to give it to me though. I’m sure Garrett could’ve parted with one sweater for a night, and you wouldn’t have to give up yours.”

“I like when you wear my hoodies. You look adorable when you wear them, and it just reminds me that I have the best girlfriend in the whole wide world, and you’re mine.”

I smiled, although I knew he couldn’t see it. “You’re drunk.”

“I’m actually only a little tipsy. I would say this if I was completely sober, too. You know I love you so much, (Y/N).”

I moved my head to smile at him. “I love you, too. Now, go to sleep. I’m tired.”

[yourlocalsmutwriter]

Dressed to impress - Andrew Siwicki x reader

This was inspired by a post from @whenthepeptohits , so I'm giving them credit.

Summary: post Shorty awards smut, because Andrew in a suit makes us all thirsty

The Shorty awards were coming up and you were nervous as hell. You weren't nominated but Shane Ryland and Tyler were, so the whole squad was gonna go to New York to support them and the fake baby. Being Andrew's girlfriend meant that you would be his plus one. Deciding to coordinate your future outfit with his, you texted him, knowing that he was working.

"Hey babe, what are you wearing to the Shortys?"

"A navy suit, why?"

"I wanted us to match."

"That's cute. You'll look gorgeous in whatever you decide to wear. 😘"

"💕💕. Well, I have to be, so I can be like my handsome boyfriend."

You left it at that, opting to text Morgan instead.

"Hey, have you picked an outfit for the Shortys? Need your help."

"Not yet. We can look for ones together."

While Morgan went with a white dress and a beige trench coat, you decided to buy a short navy bodycon dress. Well, more like you wondered while your friend just added it to your cart and said

"If you wear this Andrew won't be able to pick up his jaw from the floor.".

When it arrived you quickly tried it on to see if it was the right size and then immediately packing it for New York, not wanting to get it dirty or forget it.

It was time to leave and you were all set. Unfortunately, the plane that Shane, Morgan, and Ryland were taking was full, so you and Andrew had to book an earlier flight. That gave you two some time to go sightseeing and of course get some Starbucks, which led to caffeinated Andrew rambling on Instagram stories about Starbucks on every corner here. Feeling overwhelmed by his cuteness, you started peppering kisses all over his face as soon as he finished the video.

"What are these for?"

"Cause you're too damn precious and I love you."

"Oh yeah, then I owe you some kisses too.". With that Andrew pressed his lips to yours, his kisses gentle, yet needy. With the new series, he was at Shane's almost constantly, which meant that you two didn't spend much time together. At least now no one was going to interrupt you. Just as Andrew started kissing your neck, there was a knock on the door.

"Ignore it. It's probably a maid or something." he whispered in your ear. But a second after that a key card was swiped and Morgan dashed in, searching for the bathroom. You and Andrew pulled apart, as Ryland apologized.

"Sorry for interrupting. Shane, I told you we should've booked a second room for them."

"I haven't uploaded in months, I can't afford that. Plus the apartment was boujier. So, when Morgan's ready, we should all start preparing for the ceremony."

You were in the bathroom, pulling on the bottom of your dress, trying to make it longer.

"Morgan, do I look good? What if he doesn't like me?"

"Would you relax? Andrew's used to seeing you in his hoodie and jeans, I'm sure he'll like you, even more, when you're all dressed up."

"Are you sure it's not too short, or too revealing. I feel like I'm overdressed. This was a bad idea, I want to change." You were ready to go out the door and pick an everyday outfit from the closet when your friend stopped you.

"Nope. You look like a million bucks in that dress, now wear it. Plus you already did your matching makeup, it's too late to back out."

"I hate it when you're right."

"Good. Now let's go, we need to see everybody's reactions and then vlog." Morgan walked out, covering your eyes with her hands.

"Damn, you two look good." said Shane

"They do, but that doesn't matter right now. Morgan on 3 you uncover her eyes and I uncover Andrew's." added, Ryland.

As he slowly counted to 3, you wondered at their antics. Why couldn't you just see Andrew right away, it wasn't like he's a different person just because...

"3"

You could finally see him and he was more gorgeous than ever. The navy suit fit him perfectly and the grey tie was a nice touch. Andrew was smiling at you, and he had a little twinkle in his eye as if this was your first date.

"Wow, you look breathtaking." he said, voice slightly shaky.

"Sorry, you in a suit left me speechless for a moment." you laughed nervously after that, walking over to give him a peck on the lips. Shane had filmed the whole thing on his phone.

It was time to go and you were all sat on the assigned table, Morgan holding Tyler in her lap, then Ryland and Shane and you and Andrew. As Morgan was vlogging and she confused the awards yet again, you laughed and leaned your head on your boyfriend's shoulder.

As you waited for the 3 most important categories, you held Andrew's hand for comfort. You cheered for Morgan and Ryland presenting, then for him as he won the vlogger of the year. As Kathy Griffin started presenting for YouTuber of the year, you held your breath. It had to be Shane, he deserved the recognition with all his new content.

"And the Shorty award goes to Shane Dawson." Shane stood up, bringing Andrew to the stage with him. After their speech, you could barely pay attention. All you knew is that you sorta booed when Tyler lost, which was crazy.

You were back in the hotel room with Morgan vlogging when Andrew asked

"Who wants to go to the after party?"

Everyone but you raised their hands. The squad looked at you, as if to say "come on, it'll be fun."

"I think I'll sit this one out, I'm a bit tipsy" you said, hoping that Andrew caught on to your plan.

"I can stay with her, so she's not alone." he added quickly.

"I see what's going on. Okay lovebirds, we're going to the party, just don't break the bed." replied Shane

"I'm so glad I'm sleeping on the pullout couch here."

"I'm sorry for both of them." Ryland apologized and rushed the 3 of them out the door.

Andrew led you to your room, unbuttoning his shirt. He kissed you passionately, letting you wrap your legs around him and sitting you down on the bed. Rummaging through his suitcase, he pulled out a box of condoms and sat you in his lap. The way he was kissing your neck and grinding against you was almost sinful.

"Babe, unzip me." you asked, wanting to feel him against you.

"I want you into this fucking dress. I could barely contain myself after seeing you in it."

His fingers traced the lace as he lifted your dress and took off your panties, rubbing one finger against your slit.

"Andrew please."

"You beg so nicely for me, babe. How could I say no." He slid his finger, curling it just in the right way. You let out a gasp and buckled your hips against him.

"God, you're so wet. I want you so bad."

He quickly added another finger, stretching you out. Getting close to your orgasm, you were ready to come, when Andrew pulled his fingers away from you.

You whined at the loss of contact, rubbing against him, desperate for friction.

"Fuck, babe. Stay still for a moment." He opened the condom and put it on.

"Okay, sweets, you can move now."

His hands were on your hips, helping you move and establish a rhythm. As you got closer to your orgasm, you started riding him faster. You placed your hands on his chest and took him as deep as you could. Thrusting up, he hit your g-spot and you come, arching your back. You're too spent to move, as he pounds into you. A few more thrusts and he finished too, spilling his seed in the condom.

After you two had washed off and gone to bed, you cuddled up to him and said.

"You should wear suits more often."

"Only if you wear that dress again."

"It's a deal Siwicki."

[avenging-fandoms]

requested: FSM about Shane and Friends' reactions to your engagement to Andrew, maybe? Thank you lovely 💙

[the-real-mrs-winchester]

Garrett Watts "Imagine" Pt3

Garrett: *dragging you over to the group*

You: *thinking* Wow. I came to get something to drink, and to read and now I'm getting friends... how?

Shane: Oh my god Garrett you can't just steal a girl!

Garrett: I DIDNT! She looked so lonely so I wanted her to have some friends.

You: *Giggle* Uh... I looked THAT lonely?

Morgan: Garrett you don't even know her name!

Andrew: Whats your name? *turns the camera off polietly*

You: Y/N

Shane: Why is her name better than mine...

You: You seem familiar *trying to think*

Shane: Hold up *grabs a sandwich* How about now *does one of his thumbnails*

You: Oh your Shane!