#andrew siwicki x y/n

[dino-boyo-agere]

Giggles, Tears, Fun & Feels

little!Garrett Watts & cg!Andrew Siwicki x little!reader

╰→ all platonic!

cw: nothing really, all fluff and a wee bit hurt and comfort (because I can't help myself..)

! Gender neutral pronouns & "Y/N" are used to refer to the reader.

Plot:

Your caregiver, Andrew Siwicki, takes you along to a video shoot with his best friend, Garrett Watts. At some point he has to leave, resulting in Garrett babysitting you. While playing, you  and Garrett himself, discover a whole new side of him.

Word count: 1829

.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.

.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.

Andrew, was finally able to take you along to his best friend - Garrett's - place. You are really happy to meet him, since you always loved his videos. Speaking off, they have to shoot a video while you are here. But knowing how their work days normally go, they probably won't start before midnight, so you have plenty of time to get to know Garrett first.

Even though you didn't plan on it, you quickly begin to slip when you arrive at Garrett's house. Seeing all the fun, weird and interesting things he has laying around everywhere and the excitement of finally getting to know one of your favorite content creators, there is just no avoiding it. You try and fight slipping, at first, worried you might ruin their schedule. But Andrew and Garrett reassure you that it's okay and that they'll be able to handle both, little you and making the video. 'Besides, they most likely won't start shooting until way past your bedtime anyways.'

Setting up the lighting and cameras, Andrew notices that he's forgotten to bring batteries. Garrett confirms that he also doesn't have any at home, so your caregiver decides to drive to the store and get some, as Garrett insists that they absolutely need them for the spirit box. Andrew promises he'll make it as quick as possible and asks if it would be okay for you to stay with Garrett, until he's back. Obviously, you agree.

Garrett is way more quiet in person, than you thought he would be. Of course, you didn't expect him to be as chaotic as he is in his videos, but you definitely pictured him not as apprehensive as he showed to be. But you didn't mind. You're just happy to finally meet him in person.

You are playing with some of his miniature items as he watches you, making sure you won't try to eat any of them.. 'But maybe, if you move just slow enough, he might not-' "Hey, Y/N! What are-"

You flinch at the sudden loud voice. 'Oh no, Garrett sounds angry, what if he hates me now?'

Your worries quickly subside, wen you hear his all to familiar giggle. "Ahahaha.. Don't eat that old lady, that's SO rude!"

You giggle along with him. ¹* "Sowwy ol lagy!" You say apolitically, before placing her next to the fridge.

Grabbing two stuffies, you excitedly approach Garrett. ²* "Wan pay?"

"Uh, sure.. What do you want to play?" He sounded hesitant.

³* "Weally? Yu dun as to if yu don wan!" Seeing how you try to make sure he is comfortable with the situation, Garrett flashed you a warm smile.

"Yes, I'm sure. Sorry, if I seem a little.. off, today. I've been all up in my head lately... Aaand you're a child.. so, I probably shouldn't unload my mental health stuff on ya.. uh.. I'mma stop talking about that now."

You stare up at him with troubled look, unsure how or if you should respond. "I'm fine though, don't worry! It's just stupid adult brain stuff and I think playing with you could help me feel a bit better, actually." He adds, ruffling your hair and making you giggle by doing so.

⁴* "Tay." You say, holding one of the stuffies up to him, before explaining what you'd like to play. ⁵* "Yu take dis n we pay tea paty, tay?"

Garrett's face begins to beam. "Oh, fun!! I love tea parties!" He exclaimes, excitedly grabbing the plushie. His excitement quickly jumping over to you as well. "Ya!! Fun, fun, fun!" You begin bouncing up and down, with Garrett swiftly joining in.

"Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun!" The both of you chant, hopping around and giggling, until you let yourselves fall to the ground.

Out of breath, you just lay there for a few minutes, until you look over, as you hear Garrett giggling.

He repeatedly lifts his stuffie in the air, before bringing it back down to give it a kiss on the nose, making a "mwah!" sound and giggling each time.

He seems.. small.. and happy.

Loving his silly giggles, you decide to make him even more happy.

'If kisses from one plushie make him titter, kisses from two plushies will most definitely bring double the fun!' You think to yourself.

So, you take your stuffie, bringing it to his cheek, making a "mwah!" sound aswell, following his example.

Bewildered, he stops and stares at you for a second, before breaking out in giggles again and returning the favor, making his plush friend give you a kiss on the cheek too.

The two of you are goofing around on the floor, fighting a kissies-war against each other's plush toys, when Andrew arrives back home.

Hearing you both giggling, like a couple of maniac's, he basically flys into the room, hoping to join in the fun.

"What are you guys up to, huh? Having fun, are we?" He asks, also laughing.

⁶* "Ya, fun out yu!" You blurt out teasingly, still unable to stop giggling.

Andrew ghasps dramatically. "Oh, the betrayal!! Y/N, how could you?!" He exclaimes, falling to the floor theatrically.

You giggle even more. ⁷* "Cuz Gatet way moa fun! Gatet fun lik meh n no boin laik yu!"

Andrew laughes, as he playfully grabs your foot. "Unacceptable!" He exclaimes melodramatically "I will have to eat you as compensation for the emotional turmoil!" He declares further, before pretending to chomp down on your foot, to try and eat it, making you squeal. ⁸* "Nu eat meh, peas! m sowy, pomis!" You plead, still giggling.

Andrew gives you a kiss on your forehead, "Okay, Y/N, I forgive you!" before averting his attention to Garrett.

"And what do you have to say to your defense, Mr. Watts? Trying to steal my little rae of sunshine? How dare you?" He performes his lines in the same dramatical manner as he did with you, but Garrett doesn't seem to be as exited as he was a few minutes ago.

Now, that you thought about it, he has been notably quiet throughout your and Andrew's whole theatrics.

Your caregiver also seems to notice the shift in Garrett's mood just now. "Hey, Garrett. Are you alright?" He inquires.

Getting no answer, he persists. "Gare bear, tell me what's wrong."

Garrett stares at the ground, as his shoulders begin to shake and tears roll down his cheeks. "Mh.. s- sorry.." He whisperers.

Andrew's face paints a worried expression. "Sorry? For what? You didn't- I was just joking around Gare! I'm not actually mad at you, I promise!" He says, resting a hand on Garrett's shoulder in support. "You did an amazing job, taking care of-"

He is interrupted by Garrett. "No! I not! Did bad!"

Andrew shakes his head no. "That's just not true. You both where laughing like mad men, when I arrived. You where having so much fun! How's that 'doing bad', huh?" Andrew asks, bringing one hand to his chin, making Garrett look up at him.

His eyes where puffy and red and his nose was runny from crying. ⁹* "Ezacy! I giggle n play. Buh I sposed be big. I no smol. I neva been smol. Why nao? It Selfis! Sorry.. I s- sorry for bein selfis.."

Your caregiver gives the dishevelled boy a kiss on his forehead. "No, I'm sorry. You know. I had a hunch. Kind of, like.. a feeling that you might be an age regressior, without even realizing it.."

Garrett looks at him in bewilderment. "H- how?"

Andrew scratches his head. "Honestly, I'm not too sure myself. Ever since I met Y/N and became a caregiver, I just had a feeling you might be a little one aswell."

He pauses, getting a nod from Garrett as response, before continuing. "That's actually why I insisted on Y/N coming along. I was hoping you might regress, when you guys hang out a bit."

You pout slightly, prompting Andrew to add "..aaand because I want to take them with me, whenever it's possible, of course!!"

Satisfied, you smile at him, so he continues to comfort Garrett.

"Obviously, I shouldn't have left you alone with such a big responsibility, especially seeing how I knew you where a little.. I'm sorry, Garrett."

The boy sat quietly for a little while, seemingly trying to comprehend everything and to come up with a response.

"No kno." He mutteres, after a few minutes of silence, only getting confused looks from both you and Andrew.

¹⁰* "Yu no kno I smol, Yu jus tink. No kno." Garrett clarifies, causing your caregiver to laugh.

"Okay, well I was right though.. So it's basically the same as knowing, alright.." he explains, playfully poking Garrett in the belly, finally coaxing another giggle out if him again.

You breathe a sigh of relief, also laughing lightly, before tilting your head in a curious manner. ¹¹* "So, Gatet smol tu?" You ask, trying to make sure you understood the situation correctly.

¹²* "Tink, ya. Dat kay?" He replies, fiddling with the stuffed animal, still in his hands.

You blankly stare at him, not sure if he's seriously asking you - an age regressor - if it's okay to be..well.. An age regressor.

Your silence unsettled Garret a little. ¹³* "I smol gud, or no gud?" He elaborates, guessing that 'maybe you just didn't understand his first question'.

You think for a few seconds, pondering about your reply.

¹⁴* "Mak Gatet hapi?" You finally ask in return.

"Ya." He replies with a smile.

"Dan gud." You simply state.

"Gud.." He agrees. Adding "tank yu!", before opening his arms, asking for a hug.

You basically jump into his arms, with Andrew joining in, embracing the both of you.

After about twenty minutes of warm, comforting snuggles, Garret and you begin slowly dozing off.

Noticing that, Andrew nudges the both of you lightly. "Hey, kiddos. I think it's bedtime, okay?"

Almost in sync, Garrett and you reply, "Tay..", looking up at your caregiver sleepily.

Andrew helps the both of you to get ready for bed, brushing your teeth, washing your faces, putting on your PJs and tucking you in, together.

"Want me to read you a story?" He asks. You decline the offer. "m tired." Garrett states. "Ya, tired." You agree.

"Okay then! Good night, Munchkins." Andrew cooes to the both of you, kissing your foreheads, before turning on the night light and going to bed himself.

You're already half asleep, when Garrett turns around to face you. Using the stuffie you gifted him, he lightly nudges your shoulder.

Turning to face him aswell you ask, "Hm?" without looking at him. Your eyes where to heavy already.

Garrett giggles a little. "Pay tea paty morow?" He asks in a whisper.

'Oh, right, you almost forgot.. The both of you didn't even got around to have your tea party, with all those big feelings getting in the way.'

"Ya, tea paty morow." You agree, flashing him a sleepy smile.

You cuddle up next to him, before dozing off, grateful for your new found friend and exited for tomorrow's adventures.

.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.

Thank you for reading my little story!

This was my first try at a reader insert type story, so let me know your thoughts!!

.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.

�� Footnotes - real life people & fanfiction

I know some ppl dislike fanfiction about real life people (YouTubers, actors, etc.).

But personally, I think it's okay, as long as you don't do anything... Uncomfortable.

And I couldn't help myself, not just because Garrett is one of my favorite people on this planet, but also because I think he might actually be an age regressior, maybe even without knowing it..

Especially after watching → this ← video, with the following clip:

I mean like.. he's so baby coded.. I literally can't.. too cute!

.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.

² Footnotes - babbling translation:

¹* "Sorry old lady!"

²* "Do you want to play?"

³* "Really? You don't have to (play), if you don't want to!"

⁴* "Okay."

⁵* "You take this (plush) and we play tea paty, okay?"

⁶* "Yes, (we had) fun without you!"

⁷* "Becauz Garrz (is) way mre fun! He (is) fun like me and nor boring like you!"

⁸* "Don't eat me, please! I'm sorry, I promise!"

⁹* "Exactly! I giggled and played. But I (was) supposed (to) be big. I'm not small (a regressor). I never (have) been small. Why now? It's Selfisz! Sorry, I'm s- sorry for being selfish.."

¹⁰* "You don't know I'm small, you just guessed. Didn't know."

¹¹* "So, Garrett (is) smmal too?"

¹²* " (I) think (so), yes. (Is) that okay?"

¹³* "It's me being small good, or not good?"

¹⁴* "(Does it) make (you) happy, Garrett?"

.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.ﾟ»･⁠°✧ ↓ DNI ↓ ✧°･« ﾟ.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.

banner by @froggy-clubhouse

･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.ﾟ»･⁠°✧ ↓ hashtag ↓ ✧°･« ﾟ.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.･

#nates stories

[falcqns]

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

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

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: 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.

[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.”

[sleepywriter84]

Locked In: Chapter 2- Quiet Movie Night

An Andrew Siwicki x Reader Fanfic

Quiet. Laying on the couch, y/n strolls through netflix. She had decided earlier that she was going to sleep in the living room tonight, giving Morgan the whole bed in the guest room they shared. Clicking on a movie, she turns the volume down, not wanting to wake anyone up.

Pulling the blanket up over her body, she adjusts her position to lie in the corner of the couch. As her eyes grow more tired, a sudden loud crash draws her out of her drowsiness.

Jumping to her feet, y/n makes her way towards the source of the noise. Maneuvering her way towards the front door, she carefully moves along the wall.

As she turns the corner, she sighs in relief at the sight in front of her. Andrew sat near the front door and the staircase, a broken vase right in front of him.

“What the hell are you doing?” y/n whisper yells, pointing towards his feet where the shards are.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted a water, but I missed a step on the way down and fell a couple, took out this vase too” Andrew explains, grabbing onto the railing and pulling himself up.

“Stay right there, I’ll get a broom” y/n calls out to him, going towards the kitchen. Once she arrives back at the site of the fallen vase, she sweeps up all of the shards and disposes of them.

“Thanks for saving me back there”

“No problem, next time try not to be such a clutz, that’s Morgan and mines thing”

“Sorry” Andrew replies, rubbing the back of his neck and walking up behind y/n. Looking over the kitchen island, he glances towards the tv, the movie she had put on earlier still playing.

“What are you watching?”

“I honestly don’t know, it just looked interesting. I was about to fall asleep, but then you startled me” y/n explains, turning around to face Andrew.

“Ya know, you can stay out here and watch it with me. I could use some company”

“Why not go bother your room partner?” Andrew questions, crossing his arms.

“Because knowing Morgan, she’s probably fast asleep, happy to finally sprawl out like a starfish in the bed without feeling guilty that she’s taking up all the space”

“You have a point there, I guess I can stay”

“Okay, cool. And just a warning, I’m probably going to pass out soon”

“That’s fine by me”

Walking back towards the couch, Andrew sits on the opposite side of the couch that y/n claimed earlier. Getting comfortable, the two sit in silence as the movie goes on, and y/n grows more tired with every passing second.

[emeraldwatts]

Y’all, does Esme deserve rights after making us read that brilliantly hilarious y/n x andrew siwicki fic? Be honest

do i deserve rights? sound off below! 😌

oh i have more coming 🤪

[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”

[avenging-fandoms]

avenging-fandom’s fake social media posts

THE FSM I CAN MAKE!!

- instagram

- twitter

- snapchat

- text messages

- facetime call

ACTORS:

Love / Ross Butler

Traveling / Ross Butler

Admit / Ross Butler

Adopting a Dog / Ross Butler

Engagement / Ross Butler

Marriage / Ross Butler

Zoo Date / Ross Butler

First Born / Ross Butler

Disneyland / Ross Butler

Italy / Ross Butler

Night In / Noah Centineo

Visits / Noah Centineo

Facetime/ Noah Centineo

Love / Dylan O’Brien

Twins / Richard Madden

Instagram Photo Dump / Drew Starkey

Instagram Photo Dump / Drew Starkey

Instagram Photo Dump / Rudy Pankow

SHAWN MENDES: 

Wedding

Thank You

Song for y/n

Supportive Girlfriend

Revealing The Relationship

Traveling

Baby Announcement

His Birthday

VMAs - Twitter

Photographer Girlfriend

New Song

Day Off

Trip to NYC

Italy Tourists

HARRY STYLES:

Relationship

Missing you and his baby

New Song

Quaranting Together

Going Public

1D Fan

In The Studio

SHAMELESS:

-

POWER RANGERS:

Work Out / Jason Scott

MARVEL:

-

MARVEL ACTORS:

Love / Tom Holland

Best Friends turned Lovers / Tom Holland

Secret Spilled / Tom Holland

Daughter!Downey / Tom Holland

Cheater / Tom Holland

Best Friends / Sebastian Stan

Young / Sebastian Stan

His Birthday / Sebastian Stan

YOUTUBERS:

Cute / Andrew Siwicki

Engagement / Andrew Siwicki

Comments / Andrew Siwicki

Show Off / Andrew Siwicki

Babysitter / Garrett Watts

Best Friends / Garrett Watts

Relationship / Kian Lawley

New Car / Ethan Dolan

BILLY HARGROVE:

Underwear

Admiration

Photo shoot

STEVE HARRINGTON:

Appreciation

Lovely

Love / steve x male reader

STRANGER THINGS:

Girlfriend / Nancy Wheeler

DACRE MONTGOMERY:

Internet Girl

Joe’s Sister; My Girlfriend

Engaged

Date Night

Painting

Cast Love

Cook

Husband (male!yn)

Wedding

2 year anniversary 

High School Sweethearts

..Surprise?

Soccer Player

Studying

Accident

#AdoptDontShop

Traveling

JOE KEERY:

Disneyland

Honeymoon

One Year

Photo shoot

Lazy Day

Pregnancy Announcement

Spa Day

Girlfriend

RIVERDALE:

Girlfriends / Betty Cooper

Pregnant / Sweet Pea

New Baby / Sweet Pea

Prom / Sweet Pea

“Just friends” / Sweet Pea

New Serpent / Sweet Pea

Southside core five / Sweet Pea

Mechanics / Sweet Pea

Protective / Sweet Pea

Secret / Sweet Pea

Graduation / Sweet Pea

Color Party / Sweet Pea

Baby Shower / Sweet Pea

Work Out / Sweet Pea

Break Up / Sweet Pea

Break Up / Sweet Pea (pt. 2)

Long Distance / Sweet Pea

Summer Lovin’ / Sweet Pea

Sext / Sweet Pea (NSFW)

Hockey Player / Fangs Fogarty x male reader

Recover / Fangs Fogarty

Arts and Crafts / Fangs Fogarty

Girlfriend / Toni Topaz

Road Trip / Southside core four

Amusement Park / Southside core four

RIVERDALE ACTORS:

Cast appreciation / All cast

Jealous / Drew Ray Tanner

Off-Guard / Drew Ray Tanner

Behind the Scenes / Drew Ray Tanner

Love / Drew Ray Tanner

Facetime / Drew Ray Tanner (NSFW)

Work Out / Drew Ray Tanner

Cast Posts / Drew Ray Tanner

Dad / Drew Ray Tanner

New Baby / Drew Ray Tanner

Backyard Drive-In / Drew Ray Tanner

Announcement / Jordan Connor

Show Off / Jordan Connor

Doctor / Jordan Connor

New Girl / Jordan Connor

Crush / Jordan Connor

Baby Announcement / Jordan Connor

Break Up / Jordan Connor

Love / Cole Sprouse

Marriage / Cole Sprouse

Good ‘Ol Days / Skeet Ulrich

Announcement / Skeet Ulrich

Date Night / Charles Melton

Risqué / Charles Melton

Baby / Charles Melton

Date Night / Charles Melton

Hiking Trip / Charles Melton

Newborn / Charles Melton

Text Messages / KJ Apa (semi-NSFW)

Date Night / KJ Apa

Puppy Love / KJ Apa

His Birthday / Casey Cott

“Friends” / Lili Reinhart

Hype / Lili Reinhart

Hawaii / Lili Reinhart

Love / Camila Mendes

Relationship Revealed / Camila Mendes

Girl Crush / Vanessa Morgan

13 REASONS WHY:

Love / Jeff Atkins

Pool Date / Zach Dempsey

Basketball / Zach Dempsey

Road Trip / Zach Dempsey

Driving / Zach Dempsey

Surprise Date / Zach Dempsey

[falcqns]

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."

[falcqns]

dancing to the rhythms of the shooting stars I

pairing: Andrew Siwicki x Actress!Reader, Garrett Watts x Reader (platonic), slight Garrett Watts x Anthony Mackie

summary: you invite Garrett and Andrew to the premiere of your new movie.

warnings: smut, 18+ ONLY, fingering, hand job, angst, fluff.

a/n: hope you enjoy!

you swore you never had been more nervous.

you had been given two tickets to the premiere of your new movie, and decided on a (drunken) whim to invite Garrett Watts. you loved Garrett and his videos, and you knew that he would love to attend a Marvel movie premiere, so you sent him a message asking if he wanted to come, and that he could bring a guest.

you were sitting on your hotel room bed the day before the premiere, shaking with anxiety. you had no faith that he would message back, but the last time you checked your phone, he had read the message and was typing. you thought for sure that he wouldn't say yes. he probably had no idea who you were, and if he did, it was probably too last minute for him to accept and find clothes suitable for the red carpet, but you thought you would try anyways.

Anthony and Sebastian were in the same room with you, laughing at you. you had no idea why they were even in there with you, they had their own rooms, yet they decided to be in yours and torment you every time you checked your phone.

your phone dinged, and you swore. "holy fuck!" your head fell in your hands, and you took some deep breaths before looking at the screen.

"why are you so nervous?" Mackie asked, laughing his ass off at your reaction. you gave him a look that said 'are you serious', and unlocked the phone.

"what did he say?" Seb asked, trying to peak at your phone. you angled it so he couldn't see and read the message. a smile are on your face, and hope bloomed in your belly as you read the words.

"he said yes!" you exclaimed and almost dropped your phone at the next line.

'would it be okay if I brought Andrew?'

your heart rate increased, and your mouth went dry. he wanted to bring Andrew with him? you'd had the biggest crush on Andrew since he had been revealed as Shane Dawson's camera man. you took his and Garrett's side in the fallout between them and Shane, and with that, your crush only grew.

the thought of meeting him, hours before you were going to walk your first red carpet, only added to your anxiety, but also brought you immense happiness, and you immediately messaged Garrett back, letting him know that Andrew could come. as soon as you sent the message, Anthony ripped the phone out of your hands, and started typing another message to the YouTuber.

"ANTHONY!" you screeched, and dived for your phone, he jumped up from the bed, and ran out of the room, you and Seb following behind him. Mackie stopped at his room and pulled out his card. he slid it into the slot, and unlocked the door, darted in, and shut the door, all within the 5 seconds that it took you and Seb to run around the corner from your room.

"MACKIE!" you shouted, pounding on the door, but you were only given giggles as a response, so you turned to Seb. "can you unlock the door?" you asked, and Seb furrowed his brows.

"you know I'm not actually Bucky, right? like I don't have a metal arm?" you rolled your eyes at his smart ass response.

"don't you have a key to his room?" you asked, and he shook his head. you groaned, exasperated. "why not?"

"I'm not in the habit of taking other peoples room keys!" he said, and you groaned again.

"so why did you take mine?"

"that's a different situation, what if someone breaks in!"

"who the fuck is going to break into my hotel room? no one knows who the fuck I am!"

"why do you have to run so damn slow? if you'd ran faster, we wouldn't be in this situation?"

your jaw dropped. "says you mr 'they had to speed up my running in Falcon and The Winter Soldier because I wasn't going fast enough'." you said, and just as Sebastian opened his mouth to retort, the hotel door was thrown open, and you were handed your phone.

"there ya go," he said, before the door was shut and locked in your face once more. you looked down at your phone again, and swore. he'd messaged Garrett again, inviting him and Andrew over to your room that night to hang out and get to know each other before walking the red carpet. Garrett had accepted, and seemed to be freaking out at the prospect of meeting the three of you, as Anthony had assured they would both be there. he had also told Garrett about your crush on Andrew, and how you talked about about him all the time.

"I hate his guts." you said, and showed the phone to Sebastian, who burst into laughter when he realized what Anthony had done. "now I gotta clean my damn room and figure out a way to not be heartbroken when I get let down because Andrew fucking Siwicki is coming over." you complained and headed back to your room.

Andrew's mind blanked as soon as you opened the door to the hotel room.

when Garrett had called him less than 8 hours ago and told him that you had contacted him and invited him to the premiere, he didn't believe it. he definitely didn't believe the part when Garrett said you had a crush on him, because how could you know who he was? he thought it was a prank, but when he showed up at Garrett's house and Garrett showed him the proof, he instantly became anxious. you weren't a huge actress, but this Marvel movie was definitely going to kick start your career, and he couldn't wait. he had seen everything you'd done, and was how insanely nervous as him and Garrett approached the hotel room. he was even more nervous because you had admitted that you had a crush on him, and all he wanted to do was impress you. maybe that way he'd a slight chance with you.

as soon as you opened the door, Andrew's mind blanked as he took you in in person for the first time. his heart rate increased as his eyes roamed over your beautiful face, one that he had drifted off to sleep wishing it was you in his arms rather than the pregnancy pillow that Garrett had gotten him for his birthday. he took in the colour and style of your hair, and the outfit you were wearing. you looked comfortable, wearing leggings and a sweatshirt, yet you still looked insanely beautiful to him, like you always did.

"hey!" you exclaimed, and hugged Garrett, before turning to Andrew and giving him a hug as well. as he hugged you, Andrew swore he was going to hyperventilate. you smelled so good, and your hugs were so warm. god, he was falling even harder for you if possible.

you invited them inside, and you both heard Garrett gasp as he saw Anthony and Sebastian. "oh yeah," you commented, stepping over Seb who was laying on the floor for some reason. "I don't know why they're in here, they have their own rooms but they insist on taking mine over." you said, and pushed Anthony over. Andrew let out a giggle and took a seat on the bed opposite to Anthony and you.

the night wore on, and eventually the 5 of you ended up playing never have I ever. you had a Smirnoff Ice in your hands, while the men had beers of different varieties.

Seb looked down at his phone for the list, and cackled when he saw the next question.

"never have I ever given a lap dance," he read off, and you groaned internally, but took a sip of your drink anyways, and you swore that every single one of them screamed, which you were expecting. what you didn't expect was for Garrett to drink as well, and your jaw dropped. "GARRETT!" you exclaimed, and he just shrugged.

"hey! alcohol does things to people!" he defended, and you would have laughed, if it wasn't for Andrew's expression.

his eyes were darkened with lust, and was staring at you. if it was anyone else, you would have found it creepy, but when it was Andrew, all it did was set you entire body ablaze. his gaze travelled over your body, and you squeezed your thighs together slightly as arousal pooled in your panties under his gaze.

the party continued, and eventually everyone drifted off to different areas of the room. Garrett had somehow charmed Mackie, and the two of them were now sitting on one of the beds having a conversation that was turning slightly flirty. Sebastian was sitting at the table, while you and Andrew were on the other bed, watching a horrible movie you found on the hotel tv.

your thoughts soon drifted from the horrible movie to the following day. you were going to be on the red carpet in less than 12 hours, and it scared you. you weren't completely new to acting, you had done some small jobs here and there, as well as a regular on a tv show, but none of those involved walking a red carpet. you felt the anxiety push it's way into your body like a virus, and suddenly, without warning, it was all consuming, and you couldn't breathe. you stood up shakily, and headed out to the living room of your hotel room, and onto the balcony.

you slid against the wall to the floor, and your head fell into your hands. you tried to control your breathing, but you could feel the tightening of your chest. hot tears rolled down your face as you tried to get your body, inside and out, under control, and climb out of the mental quick sand that was your anxiety.

in less than 12 hours, the entire world would know who you were. everyone would be watching, taking photos, and judging you based on your looks and your acting ability. this movie could literally make or break your career, and that was a seriously terrifying thought. if you were amazing as the director, Mackie and Seb told you you were, this would mean an amazing career as an actress. but if you were horrible like you were imagining? there was a high chance you would never work again, and you'd be known as the 'Marvel Failure'. you knew what you were getting into when you auditioned for this role, but you definitely weren't expecting for it to affect you this much.

you started slipping into an anxiety attack, when a warm blanket was draped over your shoulders. you welcomed the warmth the blanket provided, and your stomach dropped when you saw familiar red hair in your peripheral.

"s-sorry," you choked out. "I didn't want you to see me this way." you said, and Andrew shook his head.

"don't be. I'm sure you're nervous about tomorrow." he said, and you nodded, more tears rolling down your face, a sob escaping.

"I'm terrified," you admitted, and you were enveloped in warm arms seconds later. your head fell against Andrew's chest, and he held you as you cried. one of his hands rubbed up and down your back while you sobbed, and he gently began rocking back and forth.

"it's okay, let it out." he whispered, and you clutched his sweatshirt while you let out all your emotions and fears. he brushed your hair out of your eyes before his hand drifted to rest on your jaw. his thumb brushed away your tears as you calmed down, and he pulled you closer. he saw you open your mouth, but he cut you off again.

"don't apologize. don't." he said, and you nodded. "it's a scary thing, going from no one knowing who you are, to virtually the entire world having its eyes on you. it's not an easy undertaking, and it's understandable that you're nervous." he explained, and you nodded once more.

"thank you for calming me down." you said, and he let out a giggle.

"I couldn't leave my favourite person out here to freeze, now could I?" he said, and you giggled in response. you bit your lip, and glanced up at him.

"I'm your favourite person?" you asked, and he nodded, a faint blush blooming on his cheeks, and you smiled.

"of course you are. you're amazing, and I've wanted to meet you for a while. I never thought, in a million years, that you would know who I am as well. but you do, and I've never been happier." he admitted. you brought a hand up to his jaw, your fingers running through the coarse hairs of his beard. your thumb traced his lips, and a small, almost imperceptible moan escaped his lips of the contact of your flesh against his.

you bit your lip, and smiled up at him. his eyes darkened once more, and you smiled in happiness and slight arousal at the fact that he indeed feel the same way for you that you did for him.

"do you have to go back with Garrett tonight, or can you stay with me?" you asked, and it took Andrew a second to understand what you were answering, but he chuckled when he did. "of course I can stay here. there's no place else I'd wanna be, baby." he said, and you let out a giggle. Andrew closed his eyes, his head resting on your own.

"god that's my favourite sound in the whole world." he said. you shook your head at him.

"no. yours is cuter. it was always my favourite part of Shane's videos." you said. "kind of the only reason I watched the Jeffree Star series was your adorable giggle." you admitted, and the next thing you knew, Andrew had grasped your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours.

you sighed into the kiss, and wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him impossibly closer. he understood your intentions, and pulled you onto his lap. his back was against the wall, while yours was facing the city behind you. he pulled the blanket around you even more, ensuring that you were protected from peering eyes and the chill that was present in the air despite it being mid-June in LA.

he pulled his lips off of yours briefly. he moved his head to the left the slightest amount and slotted his lips against yours once more, his tongue licking into your mouth. a shiver ran through your body as your tongue collided with his, and you both let out a moan. your hips ground down on Andrews on their own accord, but Andrew welcomed it nonetheless. his hands found their way to your hips, and pulled you flush against his body. your hand drifted down, and guided one of his hands to your bum, which he grasped in his hand without hesitation.

he pulled his lips off of yours, and looked you in the eyes. "I want you, so fuckin' much, but I need you to want it too." he said, lust dripping from his voice like honey from a honeycomb, and you nodded.

"I want this, you, so much Andrew." you practically whined, the heat from both Andrew and the moment enveloping your entire body, arousal crackling in your veins like static, throwing shiver after shiver over your body. Andrew smiled, and his hands found the hem of your sweatshirt. he pulled it up and over your body, and his eyes widened when he was met with your bare breasts. the blanket fell as he tossed the sweatshirt onto the ground, but he pulled it back up immediately. you grasped his shirt and seconds later it joined your sweatshirt on the ground.

you could see him eyeing your breasts, and when you saw him lick his lips, you pushed them into his face. he dropped his lips to explore the flesh, and you gripped the back of his head as he sucked your right nipple into his mouth. his tongue roamed over it, and you ground your hips into his more fervently. he repeated the action with your left nipple, before his hands gripped your legging and pulled them down your legs, your thing coming with it.

he pushed them over your knees and towards your ankles. as you leant behind you to tug them off, two of his fingers had plunged into your dripping centre, and you cried out.

"so wet," he commented as his thumb swiped over your clit. the sensations rolled through your body like waves, and you breathed heavily as you reached down, and gripped his hard cock that was straining against his Adidas jogging pants. he moaned out as you undid the tie on the front and plunged your hand down his pants, and you pulled him out. you dropped your head against his and you took him in for the first time. you ran your hand from his base to tip, watching as a small amount of precum dribbled out of his head.

"ahh, fuck." he moaned, his head falling back, fingers still working in your core. "oh yeah, baby. that feels so much better than my own hand." he commented, and you giggled.

"what do you think about when you touch yourself?" you whispered, and his eyes widened. you kissed his cheek to give him the okay to tell you, and he opened his mouth.

"I think of you. how beautiful you are. how stunning you'd look completely bare, my cock plunging deep inside you. how you'd feel, how you'd moan, all of it." he said, hissing as you continued to work him with your hand. "I imagined all the places I could take you. my bed, my couch, my shower, all of it. even imagined you sucking me off while we were filming on The Queen Mary, fuck." he continued to admit, and you threw your head back and moaned at his last revelation.

"oh, baby you looked so good in that video. Texas one too." you whispered, and you cried out as you felt yourself approaching your orgasm, and by the way Andrew's thighs were tensing underneath your own, he was as well. "mmm, need you in me now," you practically pleaded.

you saw him reaching into his pants, most likely for his wallet, but you shook your head. "I'm clean and on birth control. don' need one," you said, and Andrew breathed out a moan.

"oh, sweetheart, I get to feel you completely bare and wet on me the first time? I'm the luckiest man ever." he said, and guided his cock to rest at your entrance. he pushed just the tip in, and his hands traveled to your hips as he waited for you to adjust. when you started rocking back and forth on him, he gently helped you lower yourself onto him, and his head fell back against the glass behind him, his eyes locked on your pussy swallowing his cock. "Jesus fuck, baby." he moaned when you were fully seated on his cock.

your grip increased on his shoulders as he helped you move back and forth on top of him. "oh shit, taking me so well," he moaned, and you moved even faster.

"s'big!" you exclaimed, unable to think of anything other than Andrew inside of you. Andrew pulled your head down, and connected your lips again, nipping on your bottom lip in between kisses. his lips traveled from yours to your neck.

"how low cut is your dress, baby?" he asked huskily, and you threw your head back. "j-just above my breasts," you whimpered as his mouth attacked the underside of your breasts, leaving hickeys in his path.

you felt yourself climbing that familiar mountain, and you ran your hands throw Andrew's curly red hair. "b-baby, gonna cum." you expressed, and he immediately removed his lips from your body. he rested against the cold glass again as he watched you.

"c'mon, baby," he encouraged, his thumb traveling to the small bundle of nerves in between your legs. "takin' me so well, gonna fill you up as soon as you cum. c'mon baby, I'm so fucking close, holy shit." his hands gripped your hips, and pulled you down on to him as you reached your orgasm, your body convulsing and shaking from the waves of pleasure bearing down on it.

Andrew thrusted up into you once more, before he was crying out in ecstasy as well, the warm cum hitting your insides. you fell against his chest moments later, and his arms encased you. a kiss was pressed to your forehead, and you drifted off to sleep seconds later, just as Andrew was pulling his now softening cock out of you.

when you woke, you were in bed, your clothes back on your body. Andrew was snuggled up beside you, playing with your hair. you smiled up at him before a loving and warm kiss was pressed to your lips.

"thank you," you said, and Andrew kissed you again.

"I should be thanking you." he said. "I finally get to hold you in my arms, and I couldn't be happier." he said, and you giggled before nuzzling your head into his neck.

"in that case, be my date to the red carpet tomorrow?" you joked and he cackled.

"of course."

[falcqns]

𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖈𝖖𝖓𝖘 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 - 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠.

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 15/12/2020

𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅: 14/2/21

𝐢 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 @falcqnslibrary 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!

𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏!! 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝑾𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒖𝒎𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔. 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅.

𝖒𝖞 𝕬𝖀'𝖘

𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫

𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐞

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢

𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐢𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢

𝗺𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐫

𝗺𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝗼𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝗼𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝗼𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧

[falcqns]

i’ve almost hit 2000 followers on here and i can’t believe it! so as a thank you, i’ve decided to hold a celebration/sleepover!

𑁍 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧?

it will take place this friday-sunday!

𑁍 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝗼𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧?

friday - 23

𑁍 blurbs about real people

𑁍 henry cavill

𑁍 chris evans

𑁍 lewis capaldi

𑁍 andrew siwicki

𑁍 harry styles!!

𑁍 tom cruise

𑁍 ask me anything!

𑁍 about me

𑁍 about my job

𑁍 about miss lavy

𑁍 anything really!

𑁍 asks that are basically uquiz questions - creds to @just-ask-games

𑁍 ONE DIRECTION!!

𑁍 its the 11 year anniversary, lets talk about the best boyband in the world!

saturday - 24

𑁍 blurbs about characters!

𑁍 chris

𑁍 ransom

𑁍 andy

𑁍 steve

𑁍 johnny

𑁍 seb

𑁍 bucky

𑁍 chris beck

𑁍 tj hammond

𑁍 henry

𑁍 auggie

𑁍 geralt of rivia

𑁍 captain syverson

𑁍 charles brandon

𑁍 mgg

𑁍 spencer reid

𑁍 get to know me asks - creds to @just-ask-games

sunday - 25

𑁍 send me your unpopular opinions/headcannons

𑁍 send me the first sentence of a fic and i'll write it!

𑁍 book asks - creds to @just-ask-games

tagging some mutuals to get the word out: @lovebittenbyevans @viking-raider @belovasbrat @a-little-counter-esperanto @agentofbarnes

[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.”

[storiesforallfandoms]

beautiful to me ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 1861

request: no

description: you go on the beauty brand trip with morgan and you both had the absolute worst time. when you get home, andrew is there for you while you recover from the experience

pairing: andrew siwicki x female!reader

warnings: swearing, insecurities (is that a warning? it is now)

masterlist

Andrew stood with Ryland and Shane in the airport, holding a sign with his girlfriend’s name written on it. Both Morgan and (Y/N) had been given the opportunity to go to Hawaii on a brand trip with Tarte cosmetics, and of course neither of them could turn down that opportunity.

It was the longest time (Y/N) and Andrew had been apart since their relationship started and it truly felt like forever. He hadn’t heard from her a lot over the trip, so he was dying to hear all about the trip.

Fans who were waiting for the beauty gurus started to cheer when the first few familiar faces came over the escalators, smiling and waving to the fans. The three men excitedly looked for their girls, but were shocked to see that they weren’t part of the big group.

Finally Morgan came down first. She looked less than enthusiastic and could barley muster a fake smile for the fans. Andrew kept looking behind her, waiting for (Y/N) to come down over the escalators as well.

When Morgan stepped off, she immediately hugged Ryland and Shane. The prolonged hug alerted all three men that something was very off.

“I want to warn you before (Y/N) comes down,” she told them. “The two of us had a really shitty trip, but hers was like far worse than mine. Don’t ask her about it, wait till she offers to tell you.”

“Where is she?” Andrew asked.

“In the bathroom. She...spent most of the flight crying. She wanted to look presentable when she saw you.”

Andrew felt his heart drop. He couldn’t understand what would have happened on the flight that would make (Y/N) that upset. She and Morgan were so excited to go, and now Morgan looked so deflated and broken, and (Y/N) apparently would be more so.

Andrew looked up in time to see (Y/N) standing at the top of the escalators. She had her sunglasses on, even though she always said people who wore sunglasses indoors, especially in LA, always looked pretentious. She was looking down at her phone, purposely trying to avoid any fans or beauty gurus who were still around.

When she stepped off, she smiled at Andrew, but he couldn’t tell if it was real or not. She hugged him tightly and kissed him.

“Hi baby,” she said. Her voice sounded off. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too,” Andrew responded. “Let’s grab your bags and get you home, babe.”

The ride home was absolutely silent. (Y/N) didn’t even sing along to the music on the radio like she always did. She had taken her sunglasses off and Andrew could now see the sadness in her eyes. He wanted more than anything to ask her what had happened and to know why she was so upset, but he didn’t want to make her more upset by prying into it.

When they arrived home, (Y/N) flopped herself down on their bed and sighed. “God, it feels nice to lie down on our comfy bed again. The bed in Hawaii was so lumpy.”

“You think a cosmetic company would’ve been able to provide you guys with more comfortable beds,” Andrew said, lying down next to her.

“You think they would’ve had a better brand trip, too,” (Y/N) muttered.

Andrew propped himself up on his elbow, looking at (Y/N) with concern. “Not a good trip, babe?”

(Y/N) stared at the ceiling for a long time. Andrew could see her eyes beginning to water, but she quickly shook her head. “I don’t wanna talk about it. It’s over now, and I’m home with you.”

She tried to smile but it was still fake. She kissed Andrew’s nose before sitting up again. “I’m hungry, are you hungry? I’m gonna make a snack.”

“We can order some pizza or something if you want,” Andrew suggested. “I don’t know how good Hawaiian pizza is, but it can’t be better than Dominos.”

(Y/N) stopped in the doorway. Andrew watched her shoulders rise and fall with a heavy sigh. “No, I think it’d be healthier to make a snack here.”

“Healthier? Since when do you care about being healthier?”

“Since now, okay?” she snapped. “Just leave it be. I’m gonna make something to eat.”

Andrew watched her leave, not wanting to cause a fight. But he knew something really bad happened on that trip. Something that was changing (Y/N).

~~~~~~

Over the next few days, Andrew watched as the girl he once knew and loved became someone else.

She started becoming conscious of what she was eating, going as far as downloading apps to keep track of her calorie count of the day. She started waking up early in the mornings to go for runs and started going over to Shane’s place when his personal trainer was there to work out. She started doing her makeup more often, and not her usual, subtle, nude looks, and when she took her makeup off she’d do a “nighttime skin care routine” she claimed she learned while away.

Andrew didn’t say anything about it at first. Although he knew that these things were not (Y/N), he thought maybe they were making her happy, and after having an awful brand trip he figured she deserved to be happy. But after two days he could see that these things were not making her happy. She still looked miserable. Whenever she had to turn down a date night at a restaurant or to get some take out, he could see how much it hurt in her eyes. He knew she wasn’t doing this for her.

One day, after (Y/N) came back from a run, Andrew was awake and waiting for her. “Hey babe, can we talk?”

“Yeah, just let me grab a shower. I’ll be right out,” she said, starting to walk past Andrew.

He took hold of her arm, stopping her. “No, like now. Can we talk now?”

“It can’t wait?” she asked.

“I don’t think so. I think we need to talk about this now.”

(Y/N)’s face fell. She sat down with Andrew at their dining room table. She knew what he was going to say, and she was really hoping she could’ve stalled by getting a shower and maybe making Andrew forget what he wanted to talk about.

“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way,” he started, “because I think it’s great that you want to get in shape. I’d love to be able to go for runs or go to the gym together. And there’s definitely nothing wrong with the two of us eating healthier since we definitely eat way too much fast food, but where did this change come from? Why are you so worried about this stuff all of a sudden?”

“I figured it was just time to get healthier,” (Y/N) responded with a shrug. She was looking down at her lap when she said it.

“You look away when you lie,” Andrew pointed out. “It’s more than wanting to be healthy. What happened on that brand trip, babe?”

(Y/N)’s eyes started to water as she thought about the trip to Hawaii. She thought that if she came back and threw herself into the lifestyle that those beauty influencers lived, she’d feel better and she’d forget the trip. But that wasn’t the case. She was still constantly thinking about it no matter what she did. She could still see the looks of those other influencers, their voices in her head insulting her with snide comments that were dressed up like compliments.

A tear slipped down her cheek. Andrew reached forward and wiped the tear. “Please tell me, (Y/N). I hate seeing you upset like this. I should’ve talked to you about it sooner.”

“Morgan told you not to talk to me about it, right?” she asked him. “I told her not to bring up me being upset, but when I went to the bathroom and came out to see that she had already found, and you were basically tip toeing around asking me about the trip, I knew she had.”

“I just didn’t want to upset you further, but I want to know what really happened that you changed your lifestyle so drastically like this.”

(Y/N) looked down at her lap again and sighed heavily. “The beauty influencers there...they weren’t exactly the nicest to me or to Morgan. They um...they were all just...very fake. They would only ever get together to take pictures, and all they wanted to talk about was how their social media following was growing by the minute while they were there. They kept comparing the plastic surgery they had done and would talk about how many people they had slept with. And whenever Morgan and I would come up to them and try to join in on the conversation...they’d just look at us. Sometimes they’d even walk away.”

Andrew took (Y/N)’s hand in his and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “Did they...did they say anything...to you?”

“Of course they did,” (Y/N) told him. “They would ask me if I had anything done, like plastic surgery wise, and I said no. One of them told me I should look into like a boob job or something. I ran into one of them one night when I was getting a late night snack and she made this snide comment about how she thought I should cut back on the late night snacks and start going for early morning jogs instead. They told me all the time that the only reason I was there was because I am dating you and because I’m friends with Morgan. They kept telling me that my following is so small that I’ll probably never be invited back for another brand trip.”

Andrew stood and took (Y/N) in his arms. She started sobbing again as Andrew patted her back and let her cry.

“Don’t listen to them, baby,” Andrew told her. “You’re so beautiful.”

“But they’re right,” (Y/N) said, pulling away from him. “I don’t have an online following like any of them do. I never really did makeup either, so the only reason they asked me to go is because of you and because of Morgan. And I could use to lose a few pounds.”

“Baby, your body is beautiful, and if Tarte asked you to go on the brand trip it means they wanted you to go, no matter who you’re affiliated with.” Andrew cupped her face and kissed her forehead first. “You’re so beautiful, baby. I love you so much.”

(Y/N) smiled through her tears and kissed Andrew. “I love you, too. I needed to hear that, thank you.”

“I know you did, and you’re welcome. I’ll always remind you of how beautiful you are, whenever you need to hear it.”

(Y/N) wiped the tears from her face and finally managed to calm herself down. “Okay, with that out of the way, can we get pizza from Dominos?”

[storiesforallfandoms]

secret first date ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 1314

request?: no

description: when you and andrew finally get the time to go out on your first date, the squad comes to find out that you two are dating by accident

pairing: andrew siwicki x female!reader

warnings: none really

masterlist

You were friends with Garrett first. He introduced you to Shane, which meant you met Ryland and Morgan shortly after. Eventually, Andrew joined the group and the six of you became “The Squad”. You joined in on many of their series and adventures, which is how you and Andrew became so close.

“The Squad” was filming a spooky video overnight in a supposedly haunted building. After some investigating and finding some pretty convincing evidence that it was haunted, you were having trouble sleeping. Andrew, whom you were sharing a room with, noticed your struggle and stayed up talking with you all night.

After that, the dynamic between the two of you changed. You had become much more flirty with one another, and you found yourself becoming excited at the thought of getting to see him. You nearly jumped for joy when Andrew asked you out on a date.

The only hitch in your first date plans was how busy Andrew was with Shane. They had been filming Shane’s new series with Jeffree Star all year and the past few weeks they had been non-stop editing. You had both decided to keep the date a secret from the group until it happened, just in case it didn’t go well, so asking Shane if he could take a night off for the date was off the table.

Finally, when they finished editing the first two episodes and made sure they were perfect, Andrew called you.

“We’re taking a break from editing tomorrow, whatever plans you have cancel them. We’re going on that date.”

The next night, Andrew picked you up at your apartment. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a white button up dress shirt, which matched your jeans and blouse ensemble.

“We’re almost matching,” he pointed out with a slight chuckle.

“That’s what happens when you say it’s ‘kinda casual’,” you teased.

“I don’t know how to dress for a first date, this is my go to.” He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. “Are...are you ready to go?”

You nodded, feeling unable to speak. You didn’t know why you were so nervous, it wasn’t like this was a random date. It was only Andrew, you knew Andrew. But maybe that’s why you were so nervous. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship with him, or ruin the dynamic within the friend group.

The car ride to the restaurant was quiet besides the music coming from Andrew’s radio. You were trying to find something to talk about, but you felt like there wasn’t anything to discuss. You had known Andrew for a few years now, so you knew him pretty well. You didn’t want to ask about work since this as technically his day off. That left you with very little to discuss.

You arrived to the restaurant and Andrew was a true gentleman. He held both his car door and the restaurant door open, and held your chair out for you when you sat down.

“You’re such a gentleman,” you told him. “How has no one snatched you up yet?”

Andrew shrugged. “There just hasn’t been a spark with any of my exes. Recently it’s been a lot of girls on Tinder just trying to hook up with me because I’m Shane’s cameraman, and I’m not into that. I want a real relationship with someone.”

“I get that,” you nodded. “I gave up all the dating apps I was on because they were mainly sleazy guys trying to hook up and that was it. I’m more of an old fashioned type of person when it comes to dating anyways, I prefer to go out and meet someone face to face, get to know them through dates before getting physical.”

“What kind of physical would we be, then, since we know each other already?”

The question wasn’t sexual, he wasn’t being cheeky or flirty. He genuinely wanted to know where you two stood.

While you weren’t the type of person to “put out” on the first date, you would do anything to go home with Andrew tonight, and to wake up in his bed, in his arms, the next morning.

But you didn’t want to weird him out on the first date, so you responded, “I think holding hands.”

Andrew’s eyes widened in mock shock. “Only holding hands?”

“You’ll need to work towards other physical contact, like hugging or cuddling.”

“How far do I have to go for a first kiss?”

The question took you by surprise. Your face was on fire and you looked away so he wouldn’t notice. “We’ll see.”

After the restaurant, Andrew exercised his hand holding privilege while on a short walk together. Your heart skipped a beat when his hand touched yours, and you felt dizzy when he laced his fingers through yours. You wished you had some preparation so you could wipe your undoubtedly sweaty palm. You tried not to think too much about it, it was just a hand hold. It was nothing big, nothing to freak out over.

As you opened your mouth to try and make some sort of conversation, Andrew’s phone rang. He stopped to take it out of his pocket and check the caller ID.

“It’s Garrett,” he said. “I won’t get it, I feel like that’s the number one bad thing to do on a date.”

“No, you should. He’ll be suspicious if you don’t,” you told him.

Andrew answered Garrett’s call, putting it on speaker. “Hey man, what’s up?”

“Hey Andrew,” came Garrett’s voice. “I know it’s technically your day off and you’re probably sick of Shane but we’re having drinks at his place if you wanna join us.”

“Sorry dude, I actually can’t right now.”

“That’s okay!” You couldn’t help but smile at Garrett’s cheery tone. Very little ever brought him down. “Have you heard from (Y/N) recently? I tried calling her but she’s not answering.”

Your eyes widened and you pulled your phone from your pocket. Sure enough, you had three missed calls from Garrett and a text asking where you were.

Without thinking, you said, “Ah shit.”

It came out louder than you intended. You and Andrew looked at each other and you suppressed a face palm at your own stupidity.

“Who was that?” Garrett asked.

Andrew sighed, realizing there was no use in lying, and said, “It was (Y/N). We’re...sort of on a date.”

You both waited in prolonged silence for Garrett’s response. Suddenly, he exclaimed in excitement.

“Oh, I knew it! Shane owes me $20!”

“Wait, what?” you questioned. “You and Shane made a bet on Andrew and I going on a date?”

“Well yeah!” Garrett responded. “I’ve seen how flirty you two have been recently, I knew something was coming. Shane kept denying it, but I know my two best friends.”

“So, you’re okay with this then?” Andrew asked.

“Of course! We all are! Have fun on your date, I want details tomorrow!”

With that, Garrett hung up. You and Andrew looked at each other for a moment before you both started to laugh.

“Well, that’s one weight off our shoulders,” Andrew said.

You looked up at him and smiled. You weren’t sure what came over you next - maybe it was the way the moonlight was shining down on him in this romantic way, maybe it was the relief of knowing that the group knew about you both and they were okay with it. Maybe it was both. Whatever the case, you leaned into Andrew and kissed him.

The action took you both by surprise, and you pulled away before Andrew had time to react. He was smiling brightly at you.

“Does this mean I’ve made it far enough to kiss you more often?” he asked.

You giggled. “That’s definitely what it means.”

Andrew took that as his opportunity to cup your face and kiss you again.

[storiesforallfandoms]

a regular guy ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 2245

request?: yes!

@acscvf “You’re such a good writer! Loved your Andrew Siwicki one please do another with him? Maybe where he falls in love with a famous actress and she loves how he’s just a sweet regular guy.”

description: when the squad is invited to a red carpet premiere of a movie, andrew finds himself falling for the leading actress, and is surprised to find her returning the feelings

pairing: andrew siwicki x actress!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist

If anyone told me when I started filming and editing videos with Shane that I’d end up invited to the red carpet of a Marvel move, I never would’ve believed them. And yet here I was!

I was stood wit Shane, Ryland, Morgan, and Garrett, who was freaking out the most in our group. We had received the invite just days before and of course were all beyond excited for the opportunity. Just two short years before, we were just a group of friends making videos for YouTube, and now we’re on a red carpet!

I wasn’t sure how I should be acting. There were so many big named celebrities walking the red carpet, looking professional and like they belonged as they posed for the cameras and signed autographs for fans.

“Oh my God, I think that’s Samuel L Jackson!” Garrett exclaimed excitedly as another celebrity started walking the red carpet. I tried to keep my cool, but he was right. it was totally Samuel L Jackson.

“What do we do?” Ryland asked. “Do we walk the red carpet?”

“Are we even famous enough for that?” Morgan asked.

“Well, we can’t just keep standing in the corner like losers,” Shane said. “Let’s walk and see what happens.”

The minute we started walking, fans started calling for pictures and autographs. The paparazzi took our pictures, although we could tell that they weren’t really sure who we were. We were being treated like big movie stars. It was a weird feeling.

Suddenly, all the attention turned to the start of the red carpet. I recognized the actress getting out of the limo as the star of the movie. (Y/N). She was mainly big within action movies, and was a newbie to the Marvel franchise. I wasn't one for super action-y movies, but Garrett loved the Marvel movies and had me watch them all with him.

To say I had a crush on her was an understatement. I was completely star struck as I watched her walking towards us, smiling and waving to fans.

“It’s her!” Garrett exclaimed, grabbing on to my arm. “Oh my God, I can’t believe it’s her! Do you think we’ll get to meet her?”

“We can sure as well try,” I told him, pulling my arm so I could lead him down the carpet. I’d love to stand there and watch (Y/N), but we were already getting weird looks.

The place where the premiere was being held was a theatre that had been shut down specifically for the premiere. The lobby was set up with snack and drink tables for the guests. Now that awe were inside, we were thrown into the mix with the other celebrities. I was feeling much more nervous now.

“We have assigned seating,” Shane told us. “So we can go do whatever now, then meet up when the doors open.”

We agreed and broke off. Garrett and I immediately went to one of the snack tables. I expected it to be mostly those foods that you see rich people eating in TV shoes or movies, but it was a lot of good looking snacks; some sandwiches, fruit and veggie platters, cheese platters accompanied by some crackers.

“Do you think one of these tables will have any Cheez-Its?” Garrett asked as he stuffed a whole grape into his mouth.

I started laughing, about to tell Garrett that Cheez-Its definitely were not a snack you’d find at a movie premiere (although I wouldn’t doubt that he had brought some with him) when a voice said, “God, I wish. I could devour some Cheez-Its right now.”

Garrett yelped as I looked over my shoulder. I came face to face with none other than (Y/N), smiling brightly at us both. I found myself suddenly tongue tied, unsure of what to do or say. This felt like a dream, it couldn’t be real. There was no way she was actually there in front of me.

“You eat Cheez-Its?” Garrett finally asked after a moment of silence.

(Y/N) laughed. “I love Cheez-Its! They’re my favourite snacks. I don’t get to eat them enough because I’m supposed to be on a strict diet for workouts and stuff.”

“I think I’d die if I had to give up Cheez-Its for exercise,” Garrett commented. I was shocked at how calm he was being, but I could tell by looking at him that he was freaking out on the inside.

“I’m Andrew, by the way,” I said, finally finding my ability to speak. “This is Garrett.”

“Oh, I know,” (Y/N) said, Just as quickly as she said it, her face turned red. “I - I mean I’m a fan of you guys on YouTube, Shane too. God, that sounded so stalker-y didn’t it? I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s an honor to know you watch us,” I said.

I shared a look with Garrett and I could tell he was thinking the same thing I was: Holy shit, she watches our videos!

“I’m gonna grab a drink,” Garrett decided. “Then I’ll be back to discuss ways to sneak Cheez-Its while you’re on your diet.”

(Y/N) laughed as Garrett walked away. Her laugh was beautiful. I couldn’t help but smile at her.

“Don’t tell him, but I already sneak Cheez-Its,” she whispered to me. “Don’t tell anyone, really. If my trainer catches word that I sneak snacks she’ll make me do the most extraneous exercises she can think of for a week straight. I won’t be able to walk for at least two weeks.”

“When people talk about how strict their diets and their trainers are, it makes me not want to work out anymore,” I commented.

“It’s definitely not easy,” (Y/N) confirmed. “Especially when your technical days off from workouts are days that you’re shooting action movies, so out of technicality I’m always working out.”

“Wait, do you do your own stunts?”

(Y/N) nodded, a proud smile on her face. “That’s why I have such a strict diet that I try and follow all the time. I want to make sure I can actually do the stunts I have to do. The one’s that aren’t terribly dangerous, that is. If it’s something that’s way too dangerous I have a stunt double.”

We started talking for a while about all (Y/N) had done for the movies she was in; besides the strict diet and her workout routine, she had also learned different types of martial arts so she could accurate do her own fight scenes, such as karate, taekwondo, Jiu Jitsu. Basically, she knew how to fight and how to defend herself.

She told me the rigorous process of her first audition or an action film; the casting director thought she looked too young and not looking strong enough for the role (”Just a way of saying I wouldn't get it because I was a young woman,” she told me). Due to this, she started practicing martial arts and started ending in video after video of her fighting, and of her workout routines. Finally, the director called her and told her they had made a mistake in turning her down and casted her in the role.

After a while, she stopped mid sentence and smiled. “I’m sorry, I’m talking all about myself.”

“No, don’t apologize. I’m enjoying listening to your stories,” I told her. “I don’t have anything to talk about that’s even close to being that interesting.”

(Y/N) shrugged. “You don’t have to try and top whatever I’ve said. I just want to know about you.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Was filmography always your passion? Did you always want to make movies or videos?”

I shook my head. “Growing up, doing anything within the entertainment business was seen as a farfetched dream. I went to college for psychology, I have three degrees, actually. It wasn’t until YouTube started taking off that I realized that making videos as a job could actually be possible.”

(Y/N) was smiling at me as she picked up a snack from the table and ate it. She was looking at me as if every word I was saying was the most interesting thing on the planet. Although I figured I was just imagining that because she’s a fucking actress! There’s no way she could think anything I was saying was interesting.

Garrett returned with two fancy glasses of champagne then. He passed one to me and addressed (Y/N), “I didn’t have enough hands to bring one for you, too, and I almost knocked one over just taking two so I didn’t get the chance to bring you one.”

(Y/N) chuckled. “That’s alright. I’m not a fan of champagne anyways. I’m more of a beer or a rum and coke sort of girl, but they never have anything like that at these fancy events.”

“I love a good beer,” I admitted. “I don’t get a lot of time to go drinking lately because of filming and editing and stuff.”

(Y/N) opened her mouth like she was about to say something else when suddenly someone announced that the screening was about to start. They warned about cell phone usage during the screening and asked us to keep what we witnessed tonight a secret for at least two weeks after the movie was released. Suddenly, all the people in the lobby began moving towards the theatre, getting between (Y/N) and myself and Garrett.

“I’ll see you after the screening!” she called as the crowd of people started moving her towards the doors.

Garrett and I found Shane, Ryland, and Morgan, and as we walked to our seats we told them about meeting with (Y/N). When we sat, we realized we were only two rows behind her.

“I’m gonna throw food at her till she notices us,” Morgan decided, taking a handful of the popcorn that was provided for us.

“Don't you dare!” Ryland scolded, grabbing hold of her hand.

It didn’t take food throwing for (Y/N) to notice us. She turned around, scanning the seats behind her until her eyes landed on us. A small smile spread on her face as she waved. I smiled and waved back.

The movie, as expected, was really good. It got a standing ovation when it ended. (Y/N), her cast members and the crew stood to bow and to thank everyone for coming out. They made quick speeches, talking about how the film was dear to them and they were glad we enjoyed it, but asked again for us not to speak of it with anyone else until after its release.

The whole time, (Y/N) was looking at me. Whenever I locked eyes with her, she’d smile. I couldn’t help but smile back.

When the event was over, the Squad and I stood to exit the building. I had just walked out of the theatre when I heard a familiar voice say, “Andrew!”

I turned around to see (Y/N) pushing through the crowd towards me. “Sorry, I just wanted to catch you before you left.”

“That’s alright,” I said. “The movie was really good by the way. We all loved it.”

“Thank you!” she said. “Listen, you said you haven’t had the time to go drinking lately, but do you think you’d have the time sometime this weekend to go...with me?”

I was shocked by the question. I could hardly believe she actually asked. I was back to believing that this whole night was a dream. How could I, just a normal guy that liked making videos on YouTube, go from just that to being at a premiere for a Marvel movie, and being asked out by the lead actress afterwards? This was crazy!

“Really?” I found myself asking.

(Y/N) giggled. “Yes, really. You don’t believe me?”

I shrugged. “Honestly, not to stereotype, but I figured you’d already have a boyfriend. Someone who’s in your profession. You’re incredibly cute and you have a great personality after all.”

Her face turned red again, matching my own no doubt. I couldn’t believe I had said that. What was this night?!

“I’ve dated guys in the business,” she admitted. “But I’d rather date someone who’s...not. Don’t get me wrong, you are incredibly famous, but you’re also still a sweet, down to earth, normal guy. Most people who hit this level of fame let it go to their head. Most guys I’ve dated are so full of themselves, or they only date me for leverage on their own career.”

I shook my head. “You deserve someone who wants you for who you are, not for what you are.”

(Y/N) looked down as she admitted, “If you want to, I’d kind of like for that to be you.”

I’d be crazy for turning down that offer. I meant what I told her, she did deserve someone who saw her for the person she was, not for the fame she had. She was beautiful and had an amazing personality. If I said no to this beautiful woman asking me on a date, I’d be completely insane.

“I’d like for that to be me,” I told her. “I’m free Saturday night for a drink. I could pick you up wherever you’re staying, we can go somewhere quiet where you wouldn’t be recognized.”

(Y/N) looked back up at me, the brightest smile I had ever seen on her face. “Okay, I’d love that.”

This is kinda shit, I’m so sorry

[sleepywriter84]

Locked In: Chapter 1- Laughter

An Andrew Siwicki x Reader Fanfic

Laughter. Sitting on the couch, everyone was watching an Alisha Marie video. Shane kept repeating what Alisha was saying, while Ryland kept trying to hush him. Garrett was playing with the two dogs, Honey and Uno. Whenever one would jump up to grab the toy from his hand, he would let out a tiny giggle, taunting the dogs some more before finally throwing the squeaking object. Andrew sat next to y/n, watching the chaos his best friend was making, trying so hard not to burst out laughing. Morgan just sat by, covered in a bunch of blankets and trying to actually watch the video that was playing.

Quarantine had been going on for about a week now, and the gang had decided to room with each other. With how big Shane’s house was, no one had a problem with settling in. Everyone was given their own room, and there was plenty of food. Ryland kept joking that they would soon have to divide up the food if everyone kept eating so much. Shane and Garrett would just gasp at this, while Morgan would silently giggle at their reactions, sometimes gasping herself.

So far no one was driving each other crazy, but y/n said to give it a bit longer and things would get to change. She was sure that chaos would ensue sooner than later, especially with Shane and Garrett’s little adventures they would have, usually leading to a go wrong diy or cooking experiment, Andrew always filming them.

As a loud snort echoes through the room, she looks to her left where Andrew sat, now covering his mouth with his hands. Y/n could practically see his smile behind his hands. Garrett was in a similar position, his eyes watery from holding in his laughter. Looking towards the ground, where both boys were staring at, she finds the source of their amusement. One of the dogs must have gotten enough of Garrett’s teasing and ripped the head off of the toy he was using to play with them. Now both dogs were chewing on the squeaky toy, one had the squeaker and the other the head of the once whole stuffy.

Shaking her head, y/n looks towards Morgan who just shrugs and shrinks further down in her pile of blankets. Taking that as a sign to crawl over to Morgan, y/n makes her way to the pile, laying on top of it once she reaches it. Once Morgan registers what’s happening, she pushes the lump on top of her, off towards the crowd. Y/n falls to it in a loud thump, causing everyone to look towards her. As they all lay eyes on her body, they look back to where Morgan is, readjusting her blankets.

Bursting out in laughter, there was no containing it this time. First Andrew cracked up, raising an eyebrow towards the girl who was thrown at the ground. Then following his best friend, Garrett breaks out, soon leading Morgan, Shane, and Ryland to join them in the joyous breakdown. Staring around at the group, y/n starts to laugh too.

Everyone was dying in fits of laughter, and as they did, y/n thought that just maybe everything would be fine during this quarantine, and nothing bad would happen.