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[hanasnx]

INDY I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU TO INDY-FY ANDY BIERSACK HE WAS MY FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH I NEED HIM SO BAD -🍊

“ EVERYTHING’S CLEAN EXCEPT FOR MY THOUGHTS ” — andy biersack.

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ WARNINGS: fem reader | dom andy | size difference | sexual content | established relationship | p in v | mating press | spitting | use of good girl.

Something about ANDY BIERSACK has you thanking the evolution of human anatomy to create a specimen so pretty. Everything from his batting dark lashes when he blinks, to his filling ribcage when he takes a breath has you mesmerized. Even his long and nimble fingers captivate you, especially when they pinch your jaw to tuck your chin in the web, all to angle you up to look at him as he towers over you. "What're you lookin' at, pretty?" he purrs, an amused curl to his plump lips as he searches your spacey expression.

"I like you." you tell him, that same spacey way about you. Lost in thoughts about the events of last night and devising a plan to recreate them.

Endeared, Andy scoffs through his nose at such an innocent confession, one he knows all too well. "Yeah?" he asks anyway, goading you on to keep telling him what he already knows. "Yeah, baby, you like me?" That clamp on your cheeks tightens, squishing your lips together while you nod, brows upturning from the motion shooting straight to the space between your legs. His smile only stretches, embossing his subtle dimples as he gazes at you through his lashes. The act of his head held high when you have such distance between your heights makes you feel infinitely smaller.

"I really do." you respond to his shameless bait, and your lips in this position muffle your words so in turn he chuckles at you. That grin of his makes you go weak in the knees, held up by his grip on you. He leans in—and very sweetly—plants a kiss on your pliant lips that are unable to pucker further than he's manually forcing them to.

That little move he does to you manifests in other circumstances apart from heart-warming exchanges of PG kisses. Later on that night when he's got you on your back, he tucks your cheeks between his fingers and thumb again for a different purpose. "How you feelin', sweets?" he asks, voice husky from effort as his full body flexes with the endeavor of fucking you, having folded you over yourself to get at your hole. Your ankles have found their rightful home on his shoulders, plowing into you while his lips hang open watching yours be pried apart.

The tips of his fingers dig in, effectively separating your jaws as you flinch from both the ache in your buccal and the stretch of your pussy accommodating his length. His weight gradually presses you further into the mattress, and you feel the burn in your thighs from your flexible position. Unable to form words with your occupied mouth—quickly drying as you pant hard through it—you moan out various "uh-huhs" enough for that dreamy grin to reappear on his handsome features. Draped over you, his hair and silver chain alike flop with each roll of his hips. His tongue peeks out to moisten his lips, and he constricts your breathing room as he lays atop you, close enough for his nose to brush yours. You recognize the ripple in his jaw, and you know exactly why he's got a hold on yours now.

Obediently, you raise your head as he reaches for you, forming a gob of spit only to spit it directly into your willing mouth. That ache in your face doesn't subside as he keeps it open, watching with interest as you take his spit and let it slide down the pad of your tongue. Only when he twists his wrist to palm the underside of your chin and shut your trap do you swallow like the good girl he knows you are.

[lucycore]

Pov: You're sucking him off

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Okay so i hope im doing this right!

I saw your post about you wanting to write something about Andy Biersack, so i was thinking about make-up artist x singer. Like we/the reader(?) are his new make-up artist and since andy used to wear a lot of bodypaint i think that would make some interesting scenarios.

So if possible i would love to request something like that! If its to vague i will think of a more detailed scenario!

~C

An: Omg YASS!!! I hope you don't mind I just did head cannons. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! I will probably make more out of this idea because I love it so much so if you want more just send in more requests!! 😊💚

Warnings: none idk maybe like one swear word lol

• Andy would probably make a sexual joke when your doing the body paint on his stomach

• you would have to redo the paint on his face like a billion times before a show because he'll go to move some of the hair out of his face then accidently touch his face

- he would also fuck up the paint on his arms and hands by running into other BVB members or like a wall lol

• if y'all are dating you will have to redo his lip stick because he will leave kiss marks on like your cheeks and forehead

• He would be doing a interview and if they brought up his makeup he would pull you in the veil of the camera and rant about how amazing of a makeup artist you are like:

• "This is the wonderful person that dose all of this..." He gestures to his face ect. "They are so amazing making me beautiful for the BVB army! This is the real talent!" (I would literally blush so much )

• I imagine that you both would be really close (because it's not like you like all up in his face or anything lol)

A bonus Andy because I also love this era of Andy 💚

[devilsqueen722]

Does anyone write for Andy biersack anymore

[fangirl94stuff]

Andy Biersack (Black Veil Brides)

Requested on Wattpad

You're awakened by the baby monitor on the bedside table, your little girl hadn't been sleeping well since Andy had gone on tour with the band. But the two of you had fallen into a routine so this morning would be like any other.

Getting out of bed, you put on your dressing gown and head out of the bedroom. Andy was due back today so he could take over baby duty for a while. Your daughter's bedroom was two doors down situated at the top of the stairs. You are taken aback to see a bag and suitcase at the top of the stairs and the bedroom door was open.

Leaning against the open doorway the sight in front of you shocks and melts your heart. Andy had come home early and was bouncing his daughter on his hip, causing her to giggle and in the low light Andy's face lit up at the cute sound. When you had become parents Andy was paranoid about touring and his daughter forgetting him, but she'd never forget her father because she was a daddy's girl.

'How's my little princess?' Andy coos, poking your daughter's belly.

'Ah' she replies, the sound cute enough to warm anyone's heart.

'Have you been good to mummy?' he asks, aware she couldn't answer with words but with sounds. He loved to have full conversations with her.

She nods and cuddles against his chest. Andy leans down and kisses the top of her head, 'good girl, god I've missed you.'

'I'll leave the two of you alone,' you whisper, just loud enough for Andy to look over at you.

'Thank you y/n, I love you,' he answers back, wearing a warm smile.

You turn around and leave heading back to bed.

MORNING

Waking up, the space next to you in bed was slept in but Andy must have already been awake because it was empty. You get up and leave the bedroom, taking note that your daughter wasn't in her room either, but you could hear Andy's voice downstairs.

In the kitchen, Andy is cooking something, while chatting to your daughter who was in her high chair gurgling and laughing.

'Here's some more fruit for my princess,' he says proudly, putting a bowl of grapes in front of her.

You chuckle, 'she has you wrapped around her little finger Andy.'

Andy winks in your direction, 'just like her mother then.'

You shake your head, unable to keep the smile off your face, and of course, your daughter has to reply with a firm nod of her head. Andy picks her up and starts to spin around gleefully, 'I'm going to spoil you rotten now I'm back.'

You shuffle around Andy and continue making breakfast where he'd left off while he plays with your daughter. He was a massive softie, and you didn't want to interrupt his bonding time. In the background, you hear the two of them laughing and the smile still hasn't left your face. Never in a million years did you think you'd start a family with Andy and hear him coo and talk in baby talk, while on stage he had an aura and a presence that enthralled and intimidated a little. But this was your family dynamic and you wouldn't have it any other way.

[bleached-latina]

Nightmare (Biersack Family)

Summary: Young Tommy Biersack wakes up from a nightmare on Amber’s last night of her current tour.

Emma & Ella Sixx-Gaskarth created by the oh so lovely @youlightmeupfinn

It started off as soft whimpers in the pitch blackness. Soft whimpers leaving trembling lips before the sound of feet padding on carpet added to it.

Tommy gripped his stuffed bear that his grandma Amy gave him on her last visit to LA as he made his way to his parents’ room.

Andy was laid on the bed, sweatpants hanging off his hips as he was flipping through Netflix to find something to watch. It was then that the door creaked open, and Andy’s eyes moved to meet his son’s hazel ones, the same ones as his wife.

“Tommy, buddy, what are you doing up?” Andy asked softly, sitting up and opening his arms for his son to run into.

“Where’s mommy?” The three year old asked, tightening his grip on his bear and blankie in the doorframe.

“Buddy, we’re picking up mommy from the airport tomorrow,” Andy reminded him before standing up and picking his toddler up into his arms.

This was the first tour that White Rabbit had gone on since Amber gave birth to Rose, and the first tour that Tommy was aware enough to realize that his mommy wasn’t home. Addison had done the same thing when this happened with her, and Andy assumed that it would happen with Rose.

“Did you have a bad dream buddy?” Andy asked softly, gently moving strands of sweaty brown curls from his face. Tommy nodded and Andy tightened his hug, knowing the little boy needed comfort more than anything.

“Do you want to tell Daddy about your bad dream?” Tommy shook his head, soft sniffles coming from him.

“Okay buddy. It might help, but if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. Do you want to sleep in mommy and daddy’s bed tonight?” He asked, transitioning from moving curls from his face to rubbing circles into his back. Tommy nodded and snuggled his face into his father’s chest while Andy walked back over to the bed and placed the toddler on his wife’s side of the bed.

“I promise buddy, mommy and auntie Ella are fine. They are getting on a plane tomorrow and we’re gonna go pick them up from the airport and then we’ll come back home and you guys can all get as much snuggles from Mommy as you want,”

“I miss mommy,” Tommy said, his bottom lip quivering.

“I know buddy. But she’s coming home tomorrow. Do you want Daddy to try and see if she’s still awake?” Andy asked, hating to see his little boy in pain from whatever nightmare startled him out of sleep, but he could guess. Tommy nodded and moved to cuddle up into Andy’s side while Andy grabbed his phone and sent a text to his wife.

‘Goddess, you awake? Our little man woke up from a nightmare and wants to FaceTime if you’re awake,’ Before he even had a chance to tell Tommy about the text, he was getting a FaceTime request from Amber. It didn’t look like she was asleep, regardless of the fact that she was supposed to be on a plane in a matter of a few hours.

“Hey baby,” Tommy’s head snapped up at the sound of his mom’s voice. He was definitely a mama’s boy.

“Mommy,” his bottom lip quivered and Andy passed the phone to the toddler.

“Daddy said you had a bad dream. Do you wanna talk about it?” She asked softly, hating that she couldn’t comfort her baby, but she knew Andy had it covered back home.

“Y-y-you d-d-didn’t c-c-come home,” Fat tears welled up in Tommy’s eyes before cascading his chubby cheeks. Andy tightened his grip on his son and kissed the top of his curls. It was just like he thought.

“Oh baby. That would never happen baby. Mommy and your aunties are coming home tomorrow,” Amber promised.

“Do you p-promise?” Tommy hiccuped, and Amber nodded.

“I promise baby boy. How about I call you right when we get on the plane and I’ll send you messages while I’m on the plane. Would you feel better if mommy did that?” Amber suggested with a comforting smile and Tommy nodded.

“Do you need a tissue from daddy?” Amber asked and Tommy nodded.

“Please daddy,” he asked and Andy nodded.

“Of course baby boy,” he smiled and handed Tommy a tissue from the box on the nightstand.

After a few hours of watching White Rabbit and Black Veil Brides videos, Tommy finally fell asleep on Andy’s bare chest. While sunlight peeked through the curtains, Andy could see their oldest at the door.

“Is Tommy okay?” Addison asked softly. Andy nodded his head and pulled the covers higher up and kissed his forehead before grabbing the baby monitor and getting up and walking with Addison downstairs to go make breakfast and get everything ready for when Rose woke up or they needed to go to the airport.

‘Morning baby. I love you. How did our little man sleep? I love you guys and I’ll FaceTime when we get to the airport,’

‘I love you too goddess. It took a while. I had to play our videos for him to relax. He and Rosie are still asleep, but Addy is awake,’

‘I’m glad he got some sleep last night. I’ll give him more snuggles. Hopefully he’ll sleep better tonight,’

“Daddy?”

“Sorry honey. What did you say?” Andy asked, placing his phone on the counter and giving his undivided attention to the seven year old in front of him.

“I asked when mommy’s plane lands,”

“In about four hours. She and your aunts are going to the airport now,” Andy told her and she gave him a smile.

“I missed her. Do you think she got us anything?” Addy seemed to be bouncing in place.

“Knowing your mom, she’s got a whole suitcase just for souvenirs,” Andy laughed.

The last big tour White Rabbit had, there was a suitcase that he was sure was right at the limit of being considered an oversized bag exclusively for souvenirs. Also, a bag that he’d never seen before.

A cry pierced the air from the baby monitor.

“Figure out what you want for breakfast and I’ll make it after I grab your sister,” Andy told Addison before turning on the tv to cartoons and taking the steps two at a time to Rosie’s nursery.

“Hi my littlest princess, are you excited? Mommy’s coming home today,” The year old infant just cried, the smell of a dirty diaper accosting the lead singer’s nose.

While Andy got the youngest Biersack child ready, Tommy had woken up and grabbed his teddy bear and blankie tightly and made his way down the carpeted stairs to where he could hear the tv in the living room playing cartoons. Addy’s head snapped back at the sound of feet hitting the bottom step.

“Morning Tommy! Watch cartoons with me?” Addison smiled at her little brother.

“Alright, attention to all Biersacks! Please proceed to the car! Mommy just texted and said that her plane is going to be landing in less than an hour,” Andy told his two older kids while getting Rose ready for the slight chill that settled over Los Angeles on this January afternoon.

“Yeah, mommy just sent me the message,” Tommy smiled. Amber had kept to her word to text Andy’s phone periodically throughout the plane ride to let Tommy know where they were and how much longer until he could get snuggles from her and his aunts.

“How was Tommy?” Ella asked when the drummer explained why she was so tired.

While the rest of the band was getting some shut eye before their early flight, Amber had to make sure her baby was okay. So now she was slamming energy drinks. Katie had found a few that tasted just like candy.

“Andy said that he was able to get him back to bed by showing him White Rabbit and Black Veil videos,”

“That’s because he loves his auntie Lizzy’s voice,” Lizzy piped up from the seat right behind the cousins.

“More like he likes his godmother’s lyrics and bass,” Ella teased, earning Lizzy sticking her tongue out.

“I just forgot how much I miss being there for those tough nights until I’m not. Addy was the same way. Still is sometimes,”

“Yeah we both know it sucks for them. But you and Andy do a good job about making sure one of you is always home with the kids while the other is on tour,” Ella tried to sooth the other mother, who nodded.

“Yeah I think that’s why you and Jude were mostly good when Uncle Nikki went on tour. You always at least had your mom at home with you,” Amber conceded before they all noticed the seatbelt sign on and prepared for landing at LAX.

“Addy, do you have the banner?” Andy asked, and the oldest child nodded with a big smile.

“Can I help?” Tommy asked with his puppy eyes.

“You can help me hold it,” Addison told him and Andy smiled when he saw his wife’s dark curls descend the escalator at LAX.

“Alright guys, here she comes,” Andy told them and Tommy held the banner as high as his little arms would let him, Addison next to him. Ella spotted the banner first since Amber was looking back to talk to her.

A smile split across on Ella’s face before her green eyes searched for her own husband and toddler as they came rushing through the door.

“Amber, look,” Ella told her and the drummer turned around, happy tears pricking her eyes as she ran towards her family.

“Welcome home Mommy” Addy spoke as her arms tightened around Amber’s neck.

“My babies,” Amber smiled widely and nuzzled her face into their cheeks before pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks.

“I like the banner. Did you guys make it yourself?” Amber asked with a bright smile.

“Yeah and Gamma helped!”

“Oh you guys hung out with Gamma? I’m so jealous!” Amber smiled and kissed their cheeks again. The handmade sign read

“Welcome Home Mommy,” and underneath, it said “White Rabbit is #1” with a picture taped on of the newest promo picture for the band’s sixth album.

“Rosie, baby! You got so big!” Amber cooed as she rose to her feet before walking towards Andy who held Rosie in his arms while the kids flocked to Ella and gave their godmother a huge hug. Because yes, while both older Biersack kids missed their mom, they missed their godmother just as much.

“How are my two favorite gremlins? I missed you guys so much on tour,” Ella smiled and kneeled down to pull them into a hug.

“I lost my wife to my niece and nephew,” Alex laughed and Emma joined her cousins in their hug.

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[settlingdownwithandybiersack]

Touch Me (A list of things that make me go AHHHH)

This is most literally just a list of actions etc involving Andy that make me feel things. Let's begin! (If you'd like any of these to become a story/Short I am down!) Also, No doubt I will be adding to this list frequently.

*Language*

Pleasing Andy in such a way that you can hear his breath catch. (Gasps) This also includes breathless "fuck"s

His fingers gliding across your body effortlessly/Mindlessly.

Andy grinning while kissing

Hip kisses.

Lightly strokes your bottom lip with his thumb while his other fingers caress your bottom jaw, So softly it almost tickles.

Collarbone kisses

Pulling you closer while he's sound asleep.

"You feel so fucking good."

Looking back at photos and videos of you two together and easily seeing how in love he is with you.

Hearing him say "I love you" and knowing he means it with every ounce of his being.

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Smut:✨ Fluff:🌙 Angst:🌑 Headcanons:🌹

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Thou Shalt Not Kill ✨📚 (IN PROGRESS)

- chapter 1 - chapter 2 - chapter 3 - chapter 4*

- chapter 5 - chapter 6* - chapter 7 - chapter 8

- chapter 9 - chapter 10* - chapter 11 - bonus chapter

Andy Biersack (Black Veil Brides)

See This One Shine ✨🪽

Behind Closed Doors (with Noah Sebastian) ✨ 🪽(alternate ending) ✨🪽

MOODBOARDS 💜

credit to @saradika-graphics for the dividers used on all of my posts!!

[motley-cunt]

mothefucker come on…….

[lucycore]

You with bvb as couple:

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Threesome with Andy and Spencer

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Warnings: SMUT, threesome,dirty talk, choking, spanking

An: this is straight up smut so enjoyed

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"Such a pretty girl, so eager to take us both at once." Spencer says, giving you a tender kiss. Andy kneels behind you, squirting a mess of lube onto his length. He spreads it around with his hand, hissing at the coolness of it. He takes hold of your waist with the other hand, guiding his cock to your behind. You whimper at the tip meeting your flesh, wanting him to

enter you hard and fast.

"Go ahead, Andy. Put yourself inside me, I wanna feel you." You encourage him to move this along, sounding so goddamn needy. He does as you ask, his cock gradually breaching your tight entrance.

"Oh, god!" You shout, and he keeps going. Inch by inch, he fills you up

just the way you want. He can feel himself brushing against Spencer through the layers of tissue

separating them, and he groans very loudly until he bottoms out.

"Shit, so fuckin' tight for me." Andy mutters, waiting for you to adjust.

"I can feel you through her, Andy. I'll never get over that." Spencer chuckles in disbelief,

desperately wanting to start moving. You take a moment to enjoy the sensation of both these men filling you to the brim. It's unbelievable how good this feels, so full, so snug. You flex your muscles around them to make them whimper for you, you just can't help yourself.

"Mmm, good boys." You say with a breathy laugh, you'll never get enough of their helpless noises.

"Can we start moving, babygirl?" Spencer asks, squeezing your hips in hope you take the hint.

"Please do." You grant them permission, anxiously anticipating how amazing it's going to

feel. Spencer starts first, thrusting himself upwards into your g spot. "Fuck!" Andy waits for him to set a healthy pace before adding himself to the equation. Timing is everything in this position, especially to keep from hurting you. He grunts slightly as Spence's cock brushes against his in a secondary way, it feels so fucking good.

"You can move now, Andy. I need you, baby." You moan. He wastes no time in pulling out and shoving himself back in, stealing your breath away.

"Oh, god, yes! Just like that, fuck, feels so good."

"Damn, sweetheart. You're so vocal tonight." Andy chuckles, taking your ass cheeks in his hands while he thrusts forward with just the right amount of force. His rhythm is staggered from Spencer's, overwhelming you with incredible sensation.

"What can I say? You two bring out the best in me." You quip through your moans. You arch your back slightly, allowing the both of them to hit harder and deeper inside your holes.

"Shit, this feels fuckin' incredible." You gasp, your head falling forward onto Spencer's chest.

"You say that every time, babygirl. But you're not wrong." Spencer replies as he continues to

thrust upwards unto your pussy. You're completely soaked, a continuous trickle of your arousal keeps his cock warm and slippery as it moves in and out. Combine that with the feeling of Andy's cock running against his through the thin layer of flesh separating them, and he's riding high on cloud nine right now. His right hand clings to your back to hold you down tight to him, keeping you close. And the other snakes around to reach your neck. You can't see him as your head is turned to the side, but your excitement dials up to eleven when his thick fingers wrap around your throat. You moan as he squeezes lightly, your eyes falling shut at the added stimulation.

"You like it when I choke you, baby?" He growls.

"Yes, I love having your big, strong hand around my neck." You manage to force out the

words, your head feeling light at the loss of blood flow to your brain.

"That's a good little slut." He raises his head a bit to speak in your ear. His hot breath rushes

over you, sending a chill up your spine.

"Mmm, I love it when you call me that." You say sensually when Spencer loosens his grip to let

you breathe.

"Slut." Andy says, slapping your right ass cheek, hard.

"Fuck!" You cry out at the pleasurable sting.

"You like that, sweetheart? Should I do it again?" He asks, wanting so badly to keep spanking

you. He can't get enough of the deep red marks it leaves on you, making you sore for a day or

so afterwards.

"Yes! Please, do anything you want to me, I want it all. I'll be such a good girl for you."

You're begging again, but you can't help it. You want them, no, need them, to give you

everything they've got.

"Fuck, I can't possibly say no when you beg like that, angel." Andy replies, bringing his palm down on the other side of your ass. You shout at the contact, a massive flare of pleasure rushing over you. There's a buildup quickly growing inside you again, but you're trying to delay yourself in order to enjoy as much of this as you possibly can.

"More." You whine, arching your back even more to present yourself to him.

"Such a dirty girl, begging me to spank you 'til your ass turns red. You're gonna have a hard

time sittin' down tomorrow." Andy remarks, hitting the other side again, even harder this time.

"Fuck, Andy!" You shout. You begin to lose the capacity for words. All you can focus on is Andy and Spencer fucking you silly, the stinging slaps of skin against skin, and the harmony of moans and grunts filling the room. You're all a total mess in the best possible way, laser focused on every pump of in and out. Slippery, sticky sweat coats the three of you, making it

difficult to hold on to one another as your orgasms build in sync. Andy grips your ass roughly, throwing in another slap every now and again, yanking more beautiful screams from you. Spencer keeps his hand around your neck, alternately tightening and loosening it. And you're clinging for dear life to Spencers shoulders, clawing at him like a wild animal.

The boys keep making the sweetest noises as they feel one another thrusting rapidly inside your orifices. Their balls slap against each other as well, adding to the sense of closeness they

feel while technically separated by you. "I'm getting close, my loves." Andy pants out, reaching for the lube as it's getting a little difficult to keep fucking your ass. He squeezes the bottle over himself while continuing to thrust, and you feel the cool liquid slowly entering you.

"So are we, Eds." You and Spencer answer together.

"Can I go a little faster, sweetheart? You're just so perfect inside, hugging my cock just the

way I like." Andy asks, needing to completely let loose before nearing his end.

"Yes, please. Fuck me harder, Andy." You whimper, coming very close to the edge yourself. He takes you up on your offer, picking up speed and strength to take you down with him.

"Spence, choke me, baby. I'm almost there." You plead, and Spencer tightens his grip on your throat. You squeak out a moan, sensing the oncoming waves of bliss once more. He thrusts up into you

quicker and harsher as well, and his stomach is starting to tense.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Spencer groans, his hips bucking outside of his control. His load spills into your pussy, coating your insides with sticky ropes of white. His toes curl in ecstasy, and he keeps going to make you lose it too.

"Such a good boy, Spencie. Filling our girl up just the way she likes. Fuck, I can already see

what a mess you've made inside her." Andy says, watching as the thick fluid flows from the small gaps between your cunt and Spencers dick as he continues to fuck into you.

"C'mon, angel. Be a good girl and cum with me." He growls, smacking your ass again.

"I'm so close, Andy. Hit me again, make me cum. I need you so bad. Wanna feel you fill my ass." You whimper, needing just that little bit more before it all comes crashing down. Andy spanks you even harder, making you gasp so loud. Your walls are fluttering, and your thighs are beginning to shake. You can feel it, you just need one more smack to get you there. He

anticipates your needs, slapping the other side the hardest he ever has before.

"Oh, god! FUCK!" You scream, feeling your orgasm finally taking over. Your muscles clench around

the men moving inside you, making them groan. Spencer continues to thrust working you through your bliss despite how overstimulated he is.

"Fuck, Y/N." Andy moans, his own release rocking through him. His hips buck almost violently, pushing your pleasure even farther into the extreme. His cum fills you up, thick and warm. You're gasping for air, moaning repeatedly as you feel like you've caught fire from the inside out. A gush of juices burst from your cunt, soaking the three of you between your

thighs and the bed below.

"Oh my god." Spencer mutters, the rush of your cum flowing over him is so goddamn good.

"That's our good girl, making a mess just for us." Andy huffs, slowly coming to a stop before

collapsing on top of you. Spencer stills his movements as well, unable to think straight. There's

no sound except your collective heavy breathing for a while, your hearts pounding within your chests as you try to calm down.

"That was amazing." You say softly, still struggling to string words together. You're completely fuckstruck, it's like your bones have been removed from your body.

"It sure was, babygirl. You two are fuckin' insane." Spencer says with a light chuckle, he couldn't believe some of the shit you were saying. He'd contributed as well, obviously. But you and Andy are the true masters of dirty talk.

"You're pretty crazy yourself, Spence. You're clearly the best at choking, give yourself a little

credit." Andy retorts cheekily from the top of the pile.

"Mmm, it's definitely your enormous hands, baby. They're the perfect size." You chime in,

lifting your head to give Spencer a gentle kiss.

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[fangirl94stuff]

Andy Biersack (Black Veil Brides)

Y/N

Have you ever woken up one day and an old memory hits you like a tonne of bricks? That happened to you today. You woke up before your alarm which was rare, but when you reached for your phone something flashed in your mind about a time you'd like to forget and a person you hadn't thought about in over eight months.

FLASHBACK

'ANDY! LOOK AT ME, WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE!!' you shout at the top of your lungs, making your boyfriend stop in his tracks with his back still to you.

'Why would I talk to you y/n?' Andy sneers, 'You don't understand anything about my music anymore, Black Veil Brides are going to be big and I need to make some changes.'

'What are you going on about Andy?' you ask, scared at what he meant by changes.

You and Andy had been together since the start of high school, you loved and supported him, but you were complete opposites. Andy liked the colour black and you liked colour, it made your relationship stronger. Since the band's debut album Andy had changed, staying out late getting drunk and you didn't like what he was becoming. You refused to change to appease him.

Andy finally faces you, his expression cold, 'We're over y/n. I need to move on and you're keeping me in the past. Pack your things and get out of my apartment.'

END OF FLASHBACK

Andy threw away years of happy memories, his ego turning him into a monster. He left the apartment and you packed your belongings and crashed on a friend's sofa. You were broken, and it had taken you months to get over him, though you'd never fully forget your first love.

You managed to get your design company up and running and had done a few commissions for band merch. You were finishing up a design for Escape The Fate when someone knocks on your front door.

Not expecting anyone, you get up and instead of looking through the peephole like normal you simply open the front door.

'Hello, how can--' you stop mid-sentence, freezing on the spot, eyes wide at who stood in front of you.

This couldn't be the same Andy from your flashback, that Andy was cold and emotionless, while this Andy looked dishevelled and had red puffy eyes from crying. You could still get lost in his blue eyes, which used to twinkle but now looked dead.

'Err y/n, I know I have no right to come here after what I did, but do you think we can talk?' he mumbles, his usual confidence gone.

Your mind screamed at you to slam the door in his face, but your heart yearned to hear him out. If you didn't like what he had to say then you could ask him to leave. Maybe you could finally get answers to all your unanswered questions.

You nod and step aside, 'You can come in, but I'm working so not for long.'

Andy walks into your apartment trying to avoid eye contact with you while you take a deep breath and close the door behind him. He stops at the end of the hallway before entering the lounge and motions to a framed photograph on the wall.

'You kept that?' he asks, astonished, 'I assumed you'd thrown it away.'

He was referring to a black and white photograph he'd taken of you just before going to a graduation party with him, which he'd had blown up and framed because he said you were beautiful and wanted to capture your beauty on camera. You weren't looking at the camera, you were smiling and laughing at what someone said to your left while playing with the hem of your white lace dress. It was one of your favourite photos and memories.

'I liked it, reminded me of the good old days, now talk Biersack,' you say a little blunt.

Andy shuffles into the lounge and sits down on the sofa, 'nice design,' he mutters, pointing at your laptop.

You nod and sit down next to him, closing the lid of the laptop not letting him get distracted anymore, 'if you're not going to speak then let me. Do you know how broken I was? How I sunk into depression over analysing every part of our relationship and how you must have been right about me being the problem. I was a wreck Andy and only in the last couple of months have I gotten my life back on track, realising one day I wasn't the problem you were.'

Andy's lip quivers but he stops himself from crying again, 'I have no excuses y/n, I was the problem. You were right about me becoming a monster, I was blinded by the sudden success and let people around me fuel my ego and fill my head with thoughts of being better off without you. But those people aren't in my life anymore.'

Your heart and mind were at each other's throats right now, you wanted to both hug him and slap him.

You roll your eyes, 'did you come here thinking a simple explanation would win me back Andy? Did you think I'd forgive you and beg to get back together again? The distance between us has made me a stronger person.'

Andy's eyes widen in shock and he grabs your hands in his shaking his head, 'If anything I should be the one begging you. The explanation was simple and I never thought you'd forgive me. Yes, a part of me thought there was a chance of reconciliation and I hate and admire at the same time how much you've grown. You might not need me anymore y/n but I still need you.'

This was the most honest and vulnerable you'd ever seen Andy, his frantic state reminded you of your depression since here he was overthinking everything. This Andy reminded you of the scared and slightly intimidated boy who didn't think his voice was good enough to be a lead singer, but you'd encouraged him to go for his dreams.

You pull your hands out of his and stand up so that you were staring down at him, 'we can't make this work Andy. I'm not going to let you back in to hurt me down the line.'

Andy bites his lip and bows his head in defeat, 'I'm not asking to go back to what we were y/n, I'm asking you to give me a second chance to start from scratch. Turn over a new leaf for both of us to move forwards.'

You tilt your head to the side a little confused, 'what do you mean?'

Andy gets up and stretches out one hand, 'Hi I'm Andrew Dennis Biersack, and you are?'

You stare at his hand, torn at what to do. He was putting the ball in your court. If you were going to do this, then you weren't going to make things easy on him.

You shake his hand, 'I'm y/n y/l/n, don't make me regret this.'

Andy's eyes come back to life and the twinkle you remembered seems to return, the twinkle that made your heart skip a beat, 'a blank slate y/n, and you won't regret this.'

Well, this wasn't how you expected your day to go when you woke up. This was going to be a long journey, but fingers crossed that the two of you came out the other end unscathed and in a relationship stronger than your last.

[fever-daydream]

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[the-nation-of-today]

Do you ever think about the alternate timeline where Andy made a cameo on Hannah Montana??? Because now I do