andy biersack one shot

Uncomfortable

Characters: Andy Biersack/You

Band: Black Veil Brides

telarnidaniela suggested: y/n confides in ashley when a secruity guard from the tour has been making her feel uncomfterble and getting too touchy feely and she doesn’t know what to do and andy finds out

A/N: WOW, this has been sitting in my drafts for a while. I apologize for the lack of imagines recently; I’ve been super busy studying for finals and everything :/ Butttt, school ends this Friday, so after that, I’ll have a lot more time to write for you guys! Thanks for sticking with me :)

Black Veil Brides had been touring for about 3 months now, and you were tagging along with them. You had started to date Andy a little over a year ago, so of course he asked you to come along with him on tour.

After a concert one night, you and the band were just sitting around in the tour bus chatting. Andy had left to go to the bathroom, so you took this opportunity to talk to someone about something that had been bothering you for a while.

“Hey, Ash, can we talk outside for a sec?” you asked, standing up.

“Oh, uh, yeah of course,” he nodded, following you out of the bus. “What’s going on?” he wondered when the door had closed, turning around to face you.

“Um, well, you know Steve, right?” you questioned, wanting to make sure he knew who you were talking about before you complained.

“The security guard? Yeah, I know him. What about him?” he replied.

“He’s just, uh, been making me feel kinda…uncomfortable,” you muttered, looking anywhere but at Ashley. Now that you were saying this out loud, you realized how stupid you must sound.

Ashley didn’t seem to think it sounded stupid, though. He tilted his head and said, “In what way?”

“I dunno, it just seems like he’s been taking every opportunity to touch me…like, yesterday, I was walking backstage before the show to meet up with Andy, and he bumped into me in the hallway and grabbed my ass. Like, actually grabbed it, not just brushed it. And it’s happened more than once,” you explained, sighing heavily. You didn’t want to be making a big deal out of nothing, but you were beginning to grow tired of being harassed.

Ashley frowned. “Really? I wish I knew…do you want me to say something to him?”

“I don’t really see what that will do. He’s not going to listen to you; I’ve already asked him to stop, but he hasn’t,” you groaned, rolling your eyes. “I just want it to stop,” you whispered the last part, pressing your lips together.

“Hey, it’ll be okay,” Ashley assured you, coming over to you and hugging you. .You hugged back, glad for his support. “I’ll tell Andy, and he can-”

“No,” you interrupted, pulling away and looking into Ashley’s eyes. “You can’t tell him. I don’t want him to know.”

“Don’t want who to know what?” you heard a voice say. You jumped in surprise and turned to see Andy standing there, crossing his arms. He looked accusingly at you and Ashley, and you suddenly realized what he thought must be going on.

“Nothing,” Ashley said, shaking his head.

“Really?” Andy asked. “Cuz if you don’t tell me, I’m pretty sure I can connect the dots on my own.”

“Ash, it’s okay. I’ll just tell him,” you sighed, not wanting Andy to think that you were cheating on him.

“Okay, I’ll let you guys talk things out,” Ashley muttered, going back into the bus and leaving you and Andy alone.

“What’s going on, y/n?” Andy wondered, moving closer to you.

You took a deep breath before explaining everything that you had just told Ashley. Throughout your explanation, Andy’s facial expression depicted rage.

“How come you didn’t tell me that you were feeling uncomfortable?” he asked. “I could have done something to prevent you from feeling like that.”

“I didn’t want you to do anything you might regret later,” you explained, shrugging.

“C’mon, y/n. I’m never gonna regret keeping you safe.”

You blushed and nodded, realizing that there was no reason for you to worry in the first place about Andy knowing.

“First thing tomorrow morning, I’ll go up to Steve and ask him to stop. If he doesn’t agree, he’s gone. How does that sound?” Andy offered.

“Great,” you smiled, hugging him. “Thank you so much.”

“Of course,” he chuckled, hugging you back and squeezing you lightly.

I didn’t really know how to end this?? I hope this is sufficient…


Request here
Forever Yours - Andy Biersack Imagine

Originally posted by emobananas

Anonymous asked: “Can you please please do an imagine where Y/N and Andy B. are dating an he finds out she self harms and almost commited suicide while he was on tour?”

Word Count: 1,174 | Warnings: Trigger warning?

I waited patiently at the airport for one particular figure to show up. He should be here any minute, I thought to myself, glancing occasionally at my watch. Thinking of him, I smiled to myself. How I got so lucky to have a man like him, I do not know. All I know is that I’m more than thankful of having found such a lovely person who loves and cares for me, who never fails to give me stomach butterflies, who can magically transform my storms into rainbows.

“Boo.”

I jolted awake from my daydream and saw the face of Andy, smiling down at me. I was too busy thinking about him I didn’t realize he was already here. I let out an excited screech and wrapped my arms around him tightly. Tears nearly streamed down my cheeks since I was just so happy to meet him. He just finished his Europe tour and I thought it’s about time; our apartment is really getting lonely without him around.

“How’s my baby been?” Andy looked down upon me whilst stroking my hair.

“Terrible. I’ve missed you so much it kills me,” I said as I nuzzled his chest. He had no idea how I long to be in his comforting presence; to indulge his sweet scent and to feel him on my skin.

“I’ve missed you so much too,” he pulled off and gave me a long, warm kiss. After what feels like forever, we broke the kiss and he said, “C’mon let’s get home.”

When we reached home, he immediately dropped his luggage and picked me up. “Oh, how I miss being home with my favorite person in the world,” he sang as he spun me around, making me giggle. He’s such a dork I love him. When he put me down, I pulled him to me to give him another kiss. It’s so good to have him home again, and getting to kiss him whenever I want to.

“Why don’t you relax and I’ll prepare us dinner?” I spoke softly, our faces only an inch from each other. He nodded, and then placed a little peck on my nose.

I went to the kitchen to get cooking and he went to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up. What I have completely forgotten about was a razor blade that I had left sitting on the sink, on its sharp end was a crimson-tainted liquid. Once Andy took notice of it, he immediately stormed right out the bathroom.

I stopped from cutting some vegetables when I saw him come to me. “Hey babe, what’s—“

My sentence was abruptly cut off when Andy grabbed my left arm and yanked the sleeve upwards, revealing a line of fresh, new scars. I stood frozen, unable to speak whilst he examined each and every one of the slits upon my arm. He then lifted his head to look at me; his eyes a mixture of confusion, disappointment, slight anger and sadness. I opened my mouth to try and say something but the words seemed to have stuck on my throat. Tears started welling up in my eyes and before I could cry, Andy pulled me into a massive hug. I started to cry aloud but Andy didn’t try to silence me; instead he hugged me tighter, gently stroking my back, allowing me to cry as much as I needed into his shirt. He didn’t say anything at all, he just wrapped me firmly in his arms whilst I cry a river. Once my tears have subsided and my cries turned to sobs, he sat us down on the couch.

“(Y/N)…” He began, his voice so smooth and soothing like an angel. “You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. Ever since I laid eyes upon you I can’t seem to take them off, and once I got to know you I know that all I want is to have you as mine. Now that I do, I will never waste this precious opportunity and I will treasure you and treat you as my queen. It is my job to always make you feel happy, safe and contented. Seeing this,” he gestured at my scars, “I feel like I have failed to do my job. What’s wrong, baby? Why didn’t you tell me?”

He waited patiently until I was actually able to speak. “I… I just feel really sad sometimes… I feel like I’m not worth it, that I’m not good enough for anyone,” I sobbed, “I really needed you to comfort me as usual but you were so far away and I’m not strong enough on my own. I like to think that I am but I’m not.” My head dropped as I was trying hard to prevent myself from crying again. Andy put two fingers beneath my chin to lift my head up.

“What else have you done while I’m gone, babe?” he stared deep into my eyes so tenderly, assuring me that everything is going to be fine, that he is not going to be mad at me for what I’ve done.

“I just… got to my old habit of cutting,” I told him. There was a short pause before I continued, “I… also tried to… kill myself… by drinking bleach.” I wasn’t going to tell him this, but I thought it’s only fair that he knows. Upon hearing this Andy pulled me into another hug again and I just lost it; tears started streaming down my cheeks again, followed with agitated sobs. He planted multiple kisses on my forehead and then lifted my arm to put kisses onto my scars as well. He then pressed his lips onto my forehead once more before wrapping me in his arms again.

“(Y/N)… I’m sorry…. I’m really sorry,” he said softly, “I’m sorry I had to be away when you were in your hard times… I’m sorry I couldn’t be here for you when you needed me the most.”

“It’s not your fault,” I said inbetween sobs, “It’s mine, Andy.”

“Sshh,” he silenced me, his thumb rubbing circles on my arm. “From now on, every time you feel like you need to go for the blade, think of me. Every scar you create on yourself, will appear on me too. Every time you slit your wrist, you slit mine too. When you hurt, I hurt, (Y/N). I want you to remember that. You’re far too precious to do this to yourself. Please baby, please stop hurting yourself. I love you so much I can’t live with myself if I let you get hurt. I’m always here baby, I’ll always be here for you.”

My sobs started to soften and my breathing started to relax, “I’m sorry, baby. I love you.”

“I love you too, angel,” he said and kissed the top of my head, “Can you promise me that this won’t happen again?”

I paused for a while and nodded, “I promise. As long as I have you.”

“I’m forever yours, baby. I’ll never leave.”

(I gotta say that I feel like this is one of the best imagines I’ve ever written! I’m starting to put more details into my stories to give it more feels ya know :p I’ve been learning a lot by reading other people’s fanfics and realize I have a lot to catch up. Anyways, let me know what you think!)

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Jealous Friends

Note: I don’t do requests in order. I write whatever I’m currently feeling so I’m sorry if you’ve requested something and I haven’t responded to it. As I’ve said before, sometimes I’m just not motivated to write about certain people or scenarios.

Request: I was wandering if you do Andy Biersack imagines? If so, could you maybe make a jealous Andy? Kinda similar to your Jared Leto one? Except a little bit of jealous reader as well? And somehow they end up together?

Pairing: Andy Biersack x Reader

Words: 2442

Warnings: swearing

***(Y/BF/N) = Your best friends name

“What?” (Y/BF/N) exclaimed. “Since when?”

“Since yesterday.” You smiled.

“So, you and Jordan?” She asked as if making sure she heard you right.

“Me and Jordan.” You clarified.

“Wow.” She was silent for a moment. “I’m gonna be honest and say that I didn’t see that coming.”

“I know you don’t really know, much less like, Jordan, but once you get to know him, he’s not half bad.” You had recently been asked out by one of your best friends, Jordan. You hadn’t considered having those kinda feelings for him, but when he asked you out on your first date a few weeks ago, you decided why not?

“I bet.” There was another pause. “Are you sure?” She asked

You couldn’t help the laugh that left your mouth. “Yes, I’m positive.”

“Damn, been dating for less than 24 hours and you’re already pregnant.” She teased.

“Mature.” You replied with a light chuckle.

“Always. Well, I’m gonna go. I’ve got some Uni work to catch up on.” (Y/BF/N) said as she concluded your guys’ conversation.

“Alright, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” You ended the call and smiled to yourself as you went to get ready for bed.

You were about to go to the bathroom and start your nightly routine of washing your face, when your phone started ringing. You groaned as you turned back around and picked it up to see Andy was calling you. You smiled to yourself as you answered the phone and were greeted with Andy’s deep voice.

“Hello.”

“Hey, I was actually just about to get ready for bed.” You replied.

“Sleep is for the weak.” he faked a scoff. “Besides, you know you wanna talk to me.” You could practically hear the smirk on his face.

“Fine then, what’s up?” You shook your head with a smile as you sat back down on your bed.

“Well, I’m gonna be in town tomorrow and wandered if you wanted to grab a bite to eat or something?” He asked.

“You’re actually gonna spend time with me?” You asked, referring to the last time you two hung out and he wouldn’t stop flirting with the waitress.

“Ugh, of course you’d bring that up.” Your smile grew at his words.

“Obviously.” You replied.

“Tell you what, I’ve got my hand on my heart as I say this, I solemnly swear to spend time with my best friend and avoid big boobed waitresses.” You laughed as he finished.

“Ok then, but as soon as you become the horny mother fucker we all know you to be, I’m leaving.” You warned.

“Can’t have that, now can we?” You shook your head again.

“Goodnight, Andy.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N).” You hung up and sighed.

Andy was your best friend, well, besides (Y/BF/N). You two didn’t get to hang out that much anymore with you going to school and him working on his music career, but you tried to hang out whenever you could. It saddened you, to be honest.

You weren’t going to deny your feelings to the tall singer. It was one of the reasons you decided to go out with Jordan; you needed someone to get your mind off of Andy. You didn’t want to say you were using Jordan, you did have feelings for him, but you knew they were nothing compared to how you felt for Andy. You would go as far as to say you were in love with him.

You pushed those thoughts out of your head as you went to get ready for bed.

***

You heard a knock at the door as you finished putting your shoes on. You jumped off of the couch you were sitting on and opened the door to reveal a smiling Andy. “Ready to go?” He asked.

“Yep.” You replied as you stepped outside and closed the door behind you. “So, where are we going?”

“Your favorite.” He winked and you two started walking in the direction of your favorite cafe. You lived almost in the middle of town so taking a car seemed irrelevant.

You arrived at the cafe and placed your order before sitting next to the window and waiting for your drinks to be ready. “How’s the album coming?” You asked as the waitress laid your drink next to you. You noticed her checking out Andy and you wanted to punch her in the face.

Andy only offered her a small smile as she placed his drink in front of him and lightly touched his shoulder. He turned his attention back to you as he responded, “Pretty good. We’ve almost got it finished.”

“Well, when you’re done with that, you can bang that waitress that’s eyeing you like a piece of fucking cake.” You said after you took a sip of your drink.

He shot a quick glance over his shoulder and saw the waitress wink at him while poking her butt out as she leaned over the counter to write something on her notepad. She looked like a complete air head in your opinion. He smirked as he looked back towards you. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”

“You wish.” You scoffed.

“I know you’re in love with me, and who could blame you? Have you met me?” He tested while gesturing to himself.

“Yes, I have met you, and I know exactly why a girl, such as myself, wouldn’t want to date you.” You replied.

“You love me.” He pointedly stated after taking a drink out of his cup.

“You keep telling yourself that, Biersack. Meanwhile, I’m the one whose actually in a relationship because people can tolerate me.” You shot back with a smirk of your own.

“What?” He asked, surprised.

“Yep.” You nodded.

“Who? Since when?” He leaned on his elbows that rested on the table.

“Jordan, and since two days ago.” His eyebrows raised.

“Jordan?” He asked, in the same tone (Y/BF/N) had last night.

“Jordan.” You confirmed.

“But he’s an asshole!” He said louder than you liked.

“You barely know him.” You scoffed and took another sip of your drink.

“I know him enough to know he’s no good for you.” He pressed.

“How would you know what is and isn’t good for me? This is the first time we’ve hung out in weeks.” You were starting to get annoyed.

“Because I’m your best friend.” He stated, sounding almost as fed up as you. How had things escalated so quickly?

“And? I don’t say anything about your relationships. Or should I say hook ups since that seems to be all you do with girls?” You retorted.

“Is there a problem? Cause if so please share.” His eyes showed anger as he looked at you and you were certain your expression mimicked his.

“I don’t need this.” You said as you stood up.

“Where are you going?” He asked as you grabbed your jacket and pushed up your chair.

“Away from you.” You spat and stormed out of the cafe. Was it dramatic? Probably, but you didn’t care right now. You barely made it four feet from the front door before Andy grabbed your arm and pulled you to face him.

“(Y/N), I’m just trying to look out for you.” His voice was much calmer than earlier.

“I think I’ll pass.” You said as you pulled out of his grasp.” Just leave me alone.”

You stormed away from him again and made your way back to your house. How dare he say that. He didn’t even know Jordan. He had met him maybe once or twice. He had no right to say he wasn’t good for you when he himself only fucked girls and left the next morning.

You knew he was following me, you could hear his footsteps behind you before he spoke again. “(Y/N), stop! Just slow down for a minute.” He said as he grabbed your arm again.

“What?” You hissed as you looked back towards him.

“Please, I don’t want us to fight on the one time I get to see you.” He said, desperate to get you to listen to him.

“Should’ve thought about that before you were a dick.” You replied.

“I’m sorry.” You rolled your eyes. “I am. Look, let’s just go sit somewhere and talk about this. Yes, I was being a dick. Yes, you’re right, I don’t properly know Jordan. Which is why I don’t like you dating him. I just don’t want you to get hurt.” He spoke quickly, afraid you wouldn’t let him finish.

You sighed as you thought about what he said and the desperation painted all over his face. You didn’t want to fight with him either. In fact, you just wanted to sit and watch Batman with him while throwing popcorn at each other. You just weren’t sure how to respond.

“I’m sorry I overreacted.” You began. “You wanna go back to mine and watch a movie or something?” You asked with a small smile.

You watched as a smile of relief made it’s way onto his expression. “That sounds great.” He said as he let go of your arm and walked beside you the rest of the way in silence.

You made it back to your apartment and Andy set up a movie while you made popcorn. You came into the living room to see Andy sitting on the couch waiting for you so he could press play.

You sat next to him and positioned yourself so your legs were in his lap. He stole the bowl of popcorn from you and laughed as you glared playfully at him. He was about to press play on the movie when your phone started ringing.

“Ugh.” You heard Any say as he laid his head back.

“Oh shut up.” You giggled as you pulled your phone out of your pocket and saw the Jordan was calling you. “Hey.”

“Hey, (Y/N). So, I was wandering if you were busy today?” He asked.

“Um,” you began glancing at Andy who was staring at you with impatience, “yeah. I’m hanging out with Andy today.”

“That fag?” He asked. His question took you back. You could tell Andy noticed by the way your expression completely changed.

“Excuse me?” You asked.

“God, why do you even talk to him?” He scoffed.

“The question is why do I even talk to you.” You corrected and ended the call before slamming your phone on the coffee table. “You can press play now.”

“You’re not gonna tell me what the hell that was about?” Andy looked at you with utter confusion.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“I will worry about it. (Y/N),” he said as he turned his body completely towards you, “what happened?”

“Just Jordan being a dick.” You answered.

“What did he say?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes, actually, it does.” He placed the popcorn on the coffee table and placed his hand on your shin. “Talk to me.”

“He asked if I was doing anything today, I told him I was hanging out with you, he said ‘that fag?’, and then asked me why I even talked to you. I answered his question with a question and hung up.” You replied, annoyance clear in your voice.

He was quiet for a moment before he looked down. “Do you want me to leave?” His question too you back as well.

“Why would I want you to leave?” You asked.

“Well, I don’t wanna come between you and him.” He looked back up with you.

“Andy, you’re my best friend.” You paused for a moment as you played with your fingers. “And that means I should listen to you when you say someone isn’t good for me.” You sighed. “You were right Andy, he is a dick.”

“Hey,” he moved closer to you and wiped a tear that had unknowingly slid down your cheek. “don’t cry. He isn’t worth it.”

“It’s not that.” You sniffled, pissed that you couldn’t control your tears.

“Then what’s wrong?” He asked.

“It seems like no matter how hard I try, I can never find someone who gives a damn. What do I have to do to get into a relationship with someone who cares about me?” You growled in frustration. Andy knew about your past relationships that consisted of only two guys whom both cheated on you.

“Maybe you’re just looking in the wrong places.” He mumbled.

“Yeah, let me just go to China to look for someone who loves me.” You replied sarcastically.

“You know what I mean.” He replied. “Maybe you’ve already met someone like that you just haven’t taken the time to notice him that way.”

“Andy, you know I hate it when you talk like that. If there’s something or someone I’m missing here, please say s-“

“Me.” He interrupted you.

You looked at him like a deer in headlights. Did you hear him correctly? Did he have feelings for you? Since when? Why hadn’t he said anything before? Well, to be fair you hadn’t said anything either. “You?”

He nodded and looked down again. “Truth is, I’ve liked you for so fucking long now. It’s just with my touring and your school I didn’t think we’d have time for a relationship. Plus, I wasn’t sure if you felt the same. I still don’t know if you feel the same. I’m just tired of watching you date these worthless pieces of shit and not being able to be there for you the way I want to.” He looked back up at you. “I want to be there for you in ways that only I can. This already sounds way to sappy and too much like a fucking romance novel but it’s the truth.”

You sat and stared at him, almost emotionless. You had prayed for the day when he said something like this, but now you had no idea how to respond.

“Please say something. Are you happy? Are you mad?” He asked.

“The only thing I’m mad about is the fact that you didn’t say anything sooner. Andy, I’ve had feelings for you since before I was even with both of those douches.” He smiled as you finished and wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug that you happily returned.

“I’m glad I finally did.” He smiled as he buried his face in your neck. “You know what,” he said as he pulled away from the hug and grabbed your phone.

“What are you doing?” You asked, not able to wipe the smile off of your face.

You watched as he pressed a few things and then held the phone up to his ear. He pressed a finger to his lips and smirked. “Hey, this is Andy, you know the fag? Yeah, I just wanted to let you know that your girlfriend is sitting beside me and she wants nothing to do with you anymore. So, you can go ahead and loose her number.” He said before hanging up and placing your phone back down.

“An-“ you were interrupted as he leaned in to you and pressed a kiss to your lips. You smiled as you placed your hands on his cheeks and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

He pulled away and smirked at you. “How about that movie?”

Make Me Wanna Die

*Trigger Warning and smut*
(this was requested on the website blackveilbridesfanfiction.com)

You were in your room. You were staring in the mirror and crying. The mascara and eyeliner running down your face in black streaks. You had a horrible day today. You just found out your boyfriend was cheating on you, what was worse was that he was cheating you with your best friend. Your world was crashing down on you and you didn’t know what to do anymore. Not only did your best friend and boyfriend ruin your trust, but your father has just passed away a month ago and this was especially difficult for you because you two were close. He was the only one that got you, that understood you and your quirks. Now, you felt as if you had no one. Sure you had your mom, but she was upset because of losing your dad. Some nights you didn’t even see her at all. She would lock herself in her room with a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes, not reemerging until the next morning. So right now you’re still standing in front of your mirror. You’re looking yourself up and down, hating every square inch of flesh you see. You walk over to your dresser and open your jewelry box. Under the little drawer is a razor blade. The metal silver, and cool against your skin. You walk back over to your bed and sit down. You’re begging and pleading with yourself.
“Just stay strong." You whisper to yourself. More tears sneak their way out of your waterline and own your cheeks. You break down, and your positive thoughts no longer have impact on you. You slice the blade through your flesh, leaving a stinging, red line behind it. You go just beneath the first cut and make a new one, then again, and again until your arm starts to feel numb and you no longer feel the sting of the blade scraping your skin. You go into the bathroom and wash the blade off and then your bloody arm. You wrap your arm in a bit of gauze from medicine cabinet and go back into your room. You lie down on your bed and sob. You start to feel guilty for what you’ve done. You think of your dad. He wouldn’t have wanted you to do this to yourself. He would be heartbroken if he knew. You then decide to call your best friend, Andy. He would know what to do, and how to help you. You dial his number and anxiously wait for him to pick up.
"Hello?” His deep gravely voice said on the other end of the phone. You can’t do anything but cry.
“(Y/n), what’s wrong?” Andy asks concerned.
“I-I did a bad thing.” You sob into the phone.
“(Y/n), did you cut again?” Andy’s voice sounded a little disappointed and you cried harder.
“Y-Yes, I’m sorry Andy, I can’t do this anymore.” You sob loudly.
“(Y/n) just take a breath, breathe. I’m on my way over to pick you up.” He says. You feel relief flood through your veins. You did not want to be alone.
“Okay.” You say weakly into the phone. You guys hang up and you anxiously await Andy’s arrival. A few moments later you get a text from him.
“Out front.” It says. You put your phone in your back pocket, and grab a jacket, wincing at the pain on your arm when the fabric of the sleeve passes over it. You walk down stairs and to your mom’s bedroom door. It’s shut. You knock softly.
“Momma, I’m going out. I’ll be back.” You say quietly. Silence. Like normal. You sigh and walk out the door and rush to Andy’s car. He looks at you for moment. You could feel his icy blue stare. He was penetrating you with his eyes at the moment, and you could tell he was disappointed.
“(Y/n).” He started. “What the fuck is going on with you?” You bite your bottom lip and fidget with your hands in your lap.
“My boyfriend cheated on me with Kelsey.” You say weakly, Andy knew Kelsey was your best friend and he hated her from day one. He could see right through her and he saw her for what she was. A slut.She was all over him at the party you took her to at his house a few weeks ago. He didn’t like her. He knew she was too easy and that was a major turn off for him.
“Well that’s no surprise.” Andy said with a chuckle, running his hand through his smooth black hair. You give him a look of shock.
“Don’t laugh!” You shout. “It’s not funny!” You cross your arms over your chest, truly hurt.
“I didn’t mean to laugh, (y/n). You know Kelsey is a slut. This was bound to happen.” Andy finally put the car in drive and he drove to his house in silence. He parked the car and you guys walked in.
“Have a seat.” He motioned to the couch. You did as he said. He lit a cigarette and sat next to you, taking a hit and blowing the smoke out of his nose.
“So open up to me. Tell me what’s wrong.” He said, flicking his ash into an ashtray.
“My mom is still having it rough over losing my father. She locks herself in her room all damn day with a bottle of wine and pack of Pall Mall Reds. She won’t come out unless it’s to use the bathroom. She doesn’t even make dinner anymore. I don’t even think she eats anymore.” You admit, shrugging your shoulders and looking in your lap.
Andy put one of his beautifully tattooed arms around your shoulders.
“If it’s any consolation, I’m sorry (y/n). I remember when my grandfather passed away. It was hard on all of us, but we have to remember them in life. We need to celebrate their life and remember that they’re no longer suffering.” He put his hand on your thigh. Tears were starting to form in your eyes again. Andy noticed and wiped them away.
“Don’t cry.” He said, and did something unexpected. He cupped your chin in his hand and kissed you softly on the lips. You kissed him back, deepening the kiss. It took him by surprise, but he liked it. Soon you were wrapped in each other’s embrace, kissing deeply and passionately. He moved on to your neck at this point. Sucking it gently, being careful not leave marks. You straddled his lap on the couch, and you could feel him hardening under your leg. You lick his neck up to his earlobe, nibbling it gently and he let out a small whimper. You found his lips again and he nibbled your bottom lip.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom.” He whispered. Once you were there he helped remove your clothing and his.
“Lay on the bed with your butt on the edge.” He commanded, rolling a condom down his large shaft. He wrapped your legs around his waist and entered you. Filling you completely, and causing you a little discomfort. His thrusts started off slow, letting you get accustomed to his size. He grabbed your left breast with his right hand, gently rolling your nipple with his thumb and index finger, and you moan slightly.
“You’re so tight.” He growled, his thrusts getting faster and deeper and filling your belly with pleasure. He soon told you to flip over on your hands and knees and he entered you from behind, bouncing you off his hip bones, and digging his fingers in your hips, sliding you on and off his cock. You throw your hair back and moan his name as your climax rocketed through your body, making you tingle from head to toe. Andy still hadn’t finished yet, he was still pounding into you, his breathing getting heavier and his thrusts becoming sloppier. He was almost finished.
“I’m gonna cum, (y/n).” He said breathlessly. He came hard, grunting as he buried his cock deep with in you and emptied his balls into the condom. He pulled out and disposed of the condom and came back over to you and pulled on a pair of boxers. He handed you one of his shirts and you put your panties back on.
“That was fucking awesome.” He said, lighting another cigarette and lying back against the headboard. You hopped in his bed next to him and snuggled into his chest. He offered you a hit of the cigarette and you took it. The smoke tingling in your throat.
“(Y/n), I know your boyfriend hurt you. I know it’s probably hard for you to trust another guy, but I’m not like that. I would never cheat on you. The truth is (y/n), I really like you. I’ve liked you since the first day I met you. That guy was an asshole and you deserve so much better…” You cut Andy off to give him a deep kiss.
“I like you too.” You admit to him.
“Be my girlfriend?” He asked. You smile and kiss him again. “I take that as a yes then?” He smiled and pinned you to the bed playfully, bending down and kissing you again.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said, making butterflies dance in your stomach. You blush, looking into his beautiful blue eyes.
“Time for round two?” Andy joked, and you laughed. He truly did make you happy, and you were truly happy that you guys decided on being together. You both then snuggled up to each other and fell into a deep sleep.

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Imagine this #7

You sit on the edge of the roof. You sigh.
Just jump already.

You breath in and out again and again. You start to get ready to drop.
Oh come on. No one will miss you.

You hear footsteps coming closer. Someone sits next to you.
‘’You don’t need to do it.’’ he says.

You laugh dryly.

‘’I used to come here and tell that to the people who were going to jump…’’
There was a silence until you continued; ‘’I told them that everything would be okay one day.’’

‘’Then why are you here trying to jump?’’ he questioned me.

‘’Because I lied to them. It doesn’t get better.’’

“How do you know? You’re here giving up.” the man with long black hair says as he sits next to you on the edge of the high building “Those other people could be having the time of their lives right now, being glad that you got them out of the horrible thing they were about to do.”

“They could also be dead, in a mental hospital or starving to death on the street.” you aren’t the most optimistic person in the world. Maybe that’s what got you into this mess you call life.

“But are you willing to take that risk? Few years from now you might have achieved everything you ever wanted, you could be doing that thing that makes you happy or then you could be dead, just bones, missing out on everything good that happens.”

“I’d also miss out on everything bad that happens.” very optimistic..

“Stars can’t shine without darkness.” he says, chuckling little.

“Really? Is that the best you got?” you can’t help the sarcasm that just naturally comes out of your mouth.

“I believe that we all fall down sometimes.”

“Never heard that one before.”

“It’s a song that me and my band wrote, you can listen to it if you don’t jump.”

“What’s your band called?”

“Black Veil Brides.” he gives you the most beautiful smile you have ever seen.

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“This is our last song, In The End. It was great to play here again!”

You hold up your sign that says;
“YOU saved me. Thank you so much.”

Andy skans the crowd and his eyes stop on your sign. After a few seconds later he looks at you and seems to recognize you.
He smiles just like he did back then.

Whose This Other Woman Andy!

Can I have an imagine where y/n and Andy biersack have a 5 yr old girl named rebel and andy is running errands with her and they bump into Juliet and they hug and talk. Later rebel tells y/n about the “other woman” and y/n thinks Andy’s cheating on her and you can decide what happens after that :)

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Sometimes You Need Help To End A Fight (An Andy Biersack Imagine With Cassandra)

Cassandra’s POV

I was in the kitchen baking. Trying to relax. Andy and I have been fight for the past about 2 weeks and today we had another fight about him not telling me that he was going out with the guys after practice. I’m not trying to say he cant hang out with them, I just want him to tell me where he’s going. He was out till 3 and I was really worried. He slept on the couch last night and I felt cold without him, I couldn’t sleep. All I wanted to do was go curl up with him on the couch or tell him to come to bed. I know he would be to stubborn for that. Anyslut, when I woke up this morning he wasn’t there, or anywhere in the house. I figured he was at practice so I called Jinxx and he said they had the day off. Now I was curious where he went off to.

I just put the cupcakes in the oven and started cleaning up when I hear Andy walk through the door. I get excited and I smile grows on my face, but than I remember that he’s mad at me.

“Andy?” I call out pretending not to know that he’s home.

“Yes.” He says flatly.

“Where were you?” I ask in a fake perky voice trying not to cry again. 

“Why do you need to know?!?! Its not like I was out fucking another chick! Maybe I just went for a drive to clear my head! Maybe I had shit to do! Stop being so clingy!” He yells and walks into the bedroom. Half way through his little spiel I couldn’t hold the tears back anymore, they started flowing out. As soon as the bedroom door shut, I slid down the kitchen wall and started sobbing.

After about a half an hour of constant sobs and tears, I hear a knock at the door. I get up and wipe my eyes as best I can. I open the door to see Matt. ya’ know, Matt good from D.R.U.G.S. .

“Oh uh, Hey Matt what’s up?” I ask with a raspy, shaky, wet voice.

“Uhh, Andy left his wallet in my car…..? More importantly, Are you okay?” He asks with concern in his voice.

“Umm, yeah. Yeah I’m fine…..” I tried to sound convincing…. I don’t think it worked.

“No your not.” He says simply as he pulls me into a hug and I cry into his shoulder. “Here, lets go sit down.” I nod and we walk over to the couch, but than the timer goes off. I get up and take them out to cool than go sit down again. “Talk to me. What wrong?” He asks with a kind voice.

I explain to him what’s been happening that Andy and myself have been fighting almost everyday for weeks. He pulls me into another hug and I stay there for a minute or two before Andy comes out and there’s a knock at the door. I go to get up but Andy just tells me to stay sitting.

“Its Danny. Just don’t get up.” He says in the same flat voice as earlier. I give a slight nod.

“Why did you invite Danny over, Andy?” Matt asks sounding slightly upset.

“I wanted to talk to him.” He walks over and opens the door. Andy and Danny greet each other and do the bro hug thing.

“Smells fucking delicious in here!” Danny states making me lightly smile. “Hey why so sad Cass?”

“I’m- I’m fine. No big deal.”

“Cass, stop lying if your gunna fix this your going to have to tell him what your feeling.” Matt says trying to convince me.

“Danny has nothing to do with this.” I say with a small tear as I look at Andy.

“I’m not talking about Danny, I’m talking about Andy.” I lean over into Matt’s ear.

“I guarantee he wont want to hear it!” I whisper as tears start to flow out. I get off the couch and run to my room before anyone else can see me cry. I fell down the wall beside the door, this position causing me to be able to hear everything being said in your tiny apartment.  

“What the bloody hell was that?” Danny asks completely baffled.

“Andy… You know I’m not trying to be rude, But from what she told me… the way your treating her is kind of uncalled for. I mean she was just worried about you. And that’s all she’s ever been was worried. Especially when you don’t check in when your out till 3 in the morning!” Matt tries to talk some sense into him.

Andy’s POV

What Matt was saying was making sense. I really didn’t mean to be so rude to her. I mean I love her… Like more than anything! I have no idea what I would if I lost her. I cant even think about it without tears coming to my eyes. Which wouldn’t be a surprise for me if I started crying….. AGAIN! I haven’t stopped crying for the past 2 weeks. I miss my relationship. I miss the fun and joyful days when we used to do everything together. Every since that meeting with john though…. I’ve been super shot tempered and I guess I haven’t realized it till now. 'God I’ve been a complete dick to her, just because we’re going on tour again!!‘ After those word streamed through my retarded skull, I broke I just broke, I burst into tears.

“I’m so stupid! I’m so fucking stupid!” I muttered between my sobs.

Cassandra’s POV

I was now only crying silently instead of my body convulsing in hysteric sobs. I was listening to the boys in the living room. Matt was explaining the situation to Danny, than I heard something that caught my attention. Was that…. was that CRYING? I knew it couldn’t have been Danny or Matt. Andy was crying? My Andy was crying! He than said something but I couldn’t quit make it out, I only heard the last word: “Stupid!”. Was he calling me stupid? Was he calling Danny or Matt Stupid? What was he saying. I wanted to know! I was torturing myself to the point where I started sobbing again but louder and more obnoxiously. I tried to hold myself together and quiet down but I couldn’t. I was broken…. and had no help to pick up the pieces.  

Andy’s POV

As I was crying and hating myself for everything I put her through, I heard something coming from the bedroom. Cass was crying. Like REALLY crying, it almost sounded like she was on the verge of hyperventilating! I quickly got up and ran to the bedroom door, I slowly opened it not wanting to scare the poor thing more than I already have. I looked on the floor beside the door and saw her body violently shaking with sobs. I sit down next to her and pull her into my lap and gently rock her back and forth. She didn’t push me away so I guess that’s a good sign.

Cassandra’s POV

All of a sudden I hear running down the hall and the door slowly creep open. I didn’t want to look up so I just kept crying. Than I felt someone sit down, pick up and start rocking me in their lap. I knew that smell, Those arms, Just the pure feeling and atmosphere about it him, I was familiar with. I didn’t want to push him away. I wanted him close. Very close. I just wanted my Andy back. I have no idea what’s been going on with him lately I just couldn’t stand the thought of loosing him. He’s my absolute everything! I wanted the funny, amazing, Batman loving, smart, comfortable, full of life, Andy back. Scratch that…. I needed him back.

He kept rocking me till I calmed down. As soon as I stopped crying and it was just small, stray tears leaving my eyes, I sat up and look at him. His eyes red and puffy, tear streaks down his face, completely pale, and incredibly sad. He looked me in my eyes.

“I miss you being in my arms…” He whispers and looks away as he says it.

“I miss it too….” There was a small silence before I continued, I had so many questions that I needed answers to. “I felt cold without you beside me last night.” It was my turn to look away. “I’ve missed waking up to seeing your amazing face every morning. I cry every time I see you on the couch. I miss you Andy!” I kept my voice low and I chocked on the last sentence as the tears started again. I looked into his eyes, he as well started crying again.

“I’ve missed you more than you can imagine. I hate sleeping on that couch. It reminds me that I’m not with you and I feel you slowly slipping away. I love more than I could ever scream.” I giggled at him quoting himself. He flashed me that award winning smile. “I missed your smile. I missed everything about you. And its all my fucking fault. I’m stupid…..for letting you slip away like that.” So he was calling himself stupid… Not me, Danny or Matt. After about 10 minutes of silence, we hear someone at the door.

“Are you guys fucking?" Obviously Danny. I swear that’s all he thinks about.

"Piss off Dan! Their finally talking it out!” Matt jumps in. It was obvious they were at the door eves dropping by how clear their voices were. 

“Why don’t you both leave!?” Andy yells through the door.

“Are you going to Fuck?” Danny prods on.

“No.” Andy and myself answer simultaneously. We both know that the answer to that question was a lie.

“Than I’m leaving! You don’t need me here!” Danny says than we hear the front door open and click shut.

“Well, I might as well stay than!” Matt states.

“Or you could leave as well.” Andy pushes, obviously wanting some alone time, which quite frankly I think we are in desperate need of.

“Wait……. You guys wanna be alone don’t you…?!?”

“YES!!” We both yell through the door.

“Alright well, remember…. In the words of Tony Perry, 'Don’t be a fool, Wrap your tool!’” With that we hear the front door close and I look over at Andy.

“So we’re alone…..” I say running my hand up and down his arm.

“We are indeed!” And replies placing his hand at the top of my ass. “What would like to do…?”

“Ohh I don’t know……. Maybe something we haven’t done for a while….?” I suggest moving my hand to his chest and start drawing shapes with my finger.

“And what would that be?” Andy says with that ovary exploding smirk.

“Are you seriously gunna make me beg? We just got back on track….. I’m pretty sure you know what I’m talking about!” I whine.

“Oh I do!!” With that he kisses me and flops me on the bed. The kiss deepens and hands start roaming.

I’m pretty sure you can figure out where I’m going with this!

A/N: I hope you liked it and this is somewhat along the lines of what you wanted! Anyways, I’m done for tonight! I might get one out tomorrow but I’m going to an amusement park so I’m not sure! Anywhore… Toodaloo!

This Is Letting Go,

Sophie xx :)

Silly Little Cut

TITLE: Silly Little Cut

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine finding out the guys had been turned into vampires while they were on tour when they start acting strange around you after you get a really bad paper cut

PAIRING: Andy Biersack/OC (if you squint)

RATING: T/M

SUMMARY: The boys have changed since they left for tour.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I clicked the random button on my blog for inspiration and this happened.

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Request:  Hello :) I love your work and was wondering if you could take a request for an Andy Biersack smut were it’s your first time and your scared so he tries to relax you and let you know everything is ok and it can end in fluff or whatever you’d like ✌

A/n: @chillin—villain Here you go hun. Hope you like it xx

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I haven’t posted a one shot in a while and I’m sorry!! I actually deleted the entire book off of Black Veil Brides Fanfiction because it wasn’t getting any requests at all. But here’s one that I wrote recently for a friend of mine. I hope you all like it. ♥️


“I bought something for you.” Andy said, opening the closet door and pulling out a garment bag. You smiled sweetly.
“Andy, you didn’t have to get me anything.” You say, feeling your cheeks turn pink.
“I had to. We’re going out to dinner tonight with the band at a fancy restaurant.” He walked over to you and kissed your temple. His lips were warm and soft. You felt your breath hitch in your throat. “Get ready. We have to leave in an hour.” Andy was already dressed up. The dress he bought you was a short black one, it was form fitting and had long sleeves. You put it on and it fit perfectly. The bottom hugged your butt and continued down about an inch or two.
“Easy access.” You said yourself grinning. You did your hair and makeup and glanced at the clock.
“(Y/n) are you ready babe?” Andy called up the stairs. You made sure your curling iron was shut off and put on a pair of black high heels and grabbed your purse.

Andy opened the car door for you and you got in on the passenger seat, he walked around front and got in and smoothly backed out of the driveway. He placed a hand on your knee causing an electric shock through your body. He was so attractive when he drove. The way the wheel slid through his hands expertly. You were studying his profile. Admiring the cute way his nose sloped upwards, his full lips, his nose ring. He was so incredibly beautiful. He slowly slid his hand up.
“I picked this dress out on purpose.” He said to you, taking his eyes off the road briefly and smirking. You swallowed.
“Why?” You asked innocently.
“You’ll see.” He replied, a devilish grin spreading across his face. Your heart began to race.

You got to the restaurant and the boys were already there. Andy placed his hand on the small of your back as you entered. When you got to the table his hand slid down your ass and tapped it lightly before he pulled the chair out for you. The little spanking made you jump a little, causing confused looks from Ashley and CC. You smiled politely. Andy placed his hand on your knee under the table. You shifted in your seat a little. Your heart was doing flip flops in your chest. The waiter came and asked you all what you wanted to drink. You got a glass of water and Andy got a beer. Andy was casually talking to Ashley about an upcoming tour and you started to feel Andy’s hand wander up your thigh. You cleared your throat and took a sip of your water. His hand was under the hem of your dress now, running his finger up and down your panties, making you jump. You banged your knee off the table causing Ashley to give you another confused look. Andy looked at you and smirked.
“Are you okay love?” He asked. You nodded and gave him the ‘what the hell are you doing look’ and he just half grinned and took a drink of his beer. He slid his hand down to your inner thigh and nudged them apart. He slid a finger into the side of your panties. How could he be doing this? In the middle of a restaurant with his band mates just sitting around and bullshitting. His finger traced circles around your clit. You cleared your throat nervously as he just continued to talk to Ashley like nothing was happening whatsoever.
“Mmm.” You let escape from your lips ever so quietly, just loud enough for Andy to hear and he pinched your inner thigh. His finger went back to work, rubbing you and making you wetter by the second.
“(Y/n), are you okay? You look a little flushed. Are you feeling alright?” CC asked, crinkling his brow at you in confusion. Andy didn’t stop his movements. You could feel yourself edging towards a climax and it was taking everything in you not to moan loudly.
“I-I’m f-fine."You stutter, your breath was hard and you could feel your cheeks grow hot. The waiter came and Andy stopped his movements abruptly, and put his hand lovingly back on your knee like nothing happened. You ordered your food and ate and then finally it was time to go home.

On the car ride home Andy slid his hand over the console and slid his hand up your skirt again.
"You were such a good girl in the restaurant. No one in there knew what I was doing to you. I’m going to let you cum right now. Take those panties off.” He growled. You unbuckled your seatbelt and slid them off your legs and let them fall to the car floor. He put his hand back in between your legs and rubbed your clit with his finger. You ran your hand through your hair and moaned loudly.
“Yes baby. Moan. Moan my name.” He growled. Picking up speed with his fingers and not taking his eyes off the road.
“A-Andy… Yes. Mmmm.” You moan sweetly for him. You’re dripping wet and you could feel a climax start to build. “Baby don’t stop. Right there.” You moan, the climax was getting closer. He picked up the speed of his fingers and finally your orgasm exploded, sending you on a wave of ecstasy. You cried out his name and he removed his fingers from you and licked them clean.
“Good girl.” He said. He pulled into the driveway and you both practically ran to the bedroom. He ripped the dress up and over your head and unhooked your bra and threw it across the room. His face was in between your thighs in a split second.
“Andy, I’m too sensitive.” You groan as you feel his tongue circle around your clit. He looked up at you from in between your thighs. You groan and run your hands through his soft black hair and bite your lower lip. He ignored your complaint and continued to lick you up and down, entering two fingers in you and pumping them in and out slowly.
“Cum for me (y/n).” He groaned. “Cum for me baby.” He was pumping his fingers in and out fast and hitting all of your right spots. A pleasurable ball started to form in your belly. Your breathing got faster and you moaned again. He kissed your inner thigh and sucked on your clit and finally he had you orgasming for a second time. He quickly undid his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear. His delicious erection sprang free. He began stroking himself, smirking at you, standing up between your legs. You sat up and wrapped your hand around the thick shaft, running the tip of your tongue from his balls to the head of his dick and then put the tip in your mouth. Andy let out a groan and ran his hand through his hair. He started to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt. He threw them both on the floor. He grabbed your hair up into a pony tail and thrusted into your mouth, making the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat. You gagged a little and he smirked at you. He grabbed your hair tighter.
“That’s a good girl.” He thrusted a few more times and then stopped. “Now get up for a second.” He said pulling out of your mouth. He was standing at the edge of the bed. He guided you over to your vanity where he bent you over it. His hand came down hard on your ass cheek making you jump a little. With one quick movement he was inside of you. Filling you completely and stretching you out. He started to bounce you off of his hips and into the vanity. He was fucking you so hard that your perfume bottles were toppling over.
“God (y/n), I love the way you feel.” He groaned. “You’re so tight, and so wet. Wet only for me.” He groaned. He dug his fingers into your hip bones, pulling you onto his cock harder and faster.
“I’m gonna cum baby. Are you ready for it?” He said through gritted teeth and he pulled out of you and jacked himself off until he came in spurts over your back, groaning and mumbling profanities. You could feel the thick warm liquid ooze onto your sensitive skin.

You guys showered together and then got into bed.
“Tonight was amazing. I love you Andy.” You said. You were laying on your side and he was behind you, holding you closely into him. He trailed sweet kisses down your neck and shoulder.
“I love you too (y/n).” He replied. He pulled you tighter into his body and soon you could hear him lightly snoring behind you and it made you smile and soon you also fell asleep.


Thank you for reading and I have a watt pad now if you’d like to make requests on that. It’s under biersackayyy.

Anon asked if I could write a cinderelle story with Andy. I might have gotten carried away with this one ^w^ """

I walked down the hall way at school holding my books as tight to me as I could. The poster were plastered to all the walls announcing the senior prom. I sighed wishing that I had a normal enough life to be able to go. I took a deep breath in and tried to smolder the feelings away. They would eventually make me weak. I continued walking towards my locker only to be pushed out of the way by my sister. “Get the fuck out of the way!” She spoke while walking up to one of the boys in our class.
My sister, Amy, was the type to wear pink and have the short shorts on. She was in the swim team which meant that she had an awesome body of course, while I was in show choir. I was the weird one who wore too much black and carried around composition notebooks with doodles and music lyrics.
The boy that Amy walked up to was Andy. He didn’t want anything to do with her but she only persisted because she knew that I liked him. She thought that if she could get to him then maybe it would make my life miserable enough to most likely end it. “Get off me Amy!” I heard Andy say as him and his friends tried to get away. Even Ashley, Andy’s friend didn’t even want anything to do with her.
I walked my way home that day feeling like shit. Amy gets to stay after school and get out of the house while I have to go and try to take care of mom. She drank….. a lot. It was a good day if she got off the couch and went out side but other than that. She sat there drinking and yelling to us about how we were failures and whores. I walked into the house and started things for dinner trying to get everything ready in between the phone ringing.
I let it go a couple of times figures that it was some bill collector but after about the fifth time I was annoyed. “Hello?” I asked with a bit of tone in my voice.
“Yeah, Hi! Is (y/n) there/” some guy on the phone said.
“Yep, this is her.” I responded slowly afraid of what this could be.
“Awesome, umm, this is Andy. I was just wondering, well, if you like… Would you like to go to the prom with me?”
I had to stop and think about what he was saying. “What?” I asked.
“Only if you want to!” He said sounding a little worried. “ It’ll be fun! We’ll dance and make fun of all the stupid people we go to school with and eat way to many cookies… ” Andy went on as a smile started to stretch across my face. He painted a very sweet picture.
“Umm, yeah. Sure I’ll go.”
We talked for a couple more minutes and then got off the phone. I made dinner in a daze thinking about all the possibilities that this night could hold. Amy walked in to the room after a while and immediately sat down at the table. “What’s up freak. ” She asked trying to be decent. “Well, I got a date to prom.” I said hoping vainly that she would be excited for me. “The fuck!! WHO? ” She asked staring at me angrily. “Uh, Andy” I said a little afraid of what her reaction might be.
“Why the hell would he go with you?” She yelled. She got up from the table and threw her plate in the sink breaking it. “You’re some little piece of shit! And, if you know what is good for you, you wont go with him.” she said then grabbed her gym back and went up to her room locking the door. I sat down at the kitchen table and started crying. She was right. Why the hell did he want to go with me?
The next day at school I sat at my usual table at lunch doodling in my notebook all by myself, thinking about how stupid I could be and wondering why he even wasted his breath talking to me on the phone the other day. Then I heard someone sitting down in front of me. I looked up to see Andy with a tray full of tacos. “Hey!” He said looking at my with a smile that nearly made me faint. He wasn’t normal.
“What’s up?” I asked staring at him a little bit confused.
“What do I have taco on my face?” He asked looking for a napkin.
You laughed allowed and shook your head no.
“So what color is your dress?” he asked. There was one dress I had been thinking about but I wasn’t sure.
“Should we do this Andy?” I asked as I saw Amy walk into the lunch room. She looked at me pissed off and walked over to sit beside Andy. “ Hi Andy, why are you sitting with her?” she asked staring me down. He picked up on of his tacos and put the saggy mess down on her purse. “Here have a taco.” He said patting it down further into the fabric. She looked down horrified. “That was a hundred dollar purse!” She nearly yelled grabbing it and walking away with cheese still clinging to the thing. “Isn’t she your sister?’ he turned back around and asked me. "Sadly. ”
“So what color?” He asked. Okay I was going to humor him. “Black and silver lace.” I said laughing. “What?” He asked.
“Okay, now you have taco on your face.” I said as I handed him a napkin.
When I got home Amy was waiting on me. I guess she had skipped practice. “You little bitch!” She said as I walked in the door. She grabbed my arm and threw me down onto the stairs as hard as possible. I hit my side on the stairs with a loud crack. She continued to wail on me hitting me in the face and chest when finally she grabbed my hair and pulled my face to look at hers. “Okay this is what you are going to. Yeah, you’ll go with Andy but you are going to leave early at about ten, breaking his heart. Then I’m going to swoop in and steal his heart. if you don’t do this so help me god, you will be in a lot worse pain than you are now.” She spit on me then and walked around me up stairs to her room. My phone buzzed in my pocket then and it was a text from Andy. “Hey, what’s up?”
Sooner than I wanted prom night came. I had an alarm on my phone set for ten and was ready to go when Andy pulled up to my house. “Wow.” He said when I opened the door and he gave his heart breaking smile. I blushed as he took my hand and wrapped the little flower around my wrist. “You look so beautiful.” He said and with that he took my hand and lead me out to the car.
The gym was decorated with streamers and balloons. Lights were strung up and flashing everywhere as loud pop music played. “Oh my god, it’s so tacky!” I laughed with Andy. We made our way to a table and sat our stuff down. Andy’s friends made their way to us. We exchanged greeting and pleasantries before making our way to the dance floor. A couple kids had started a train and were making their way threw the crowd. Others were slapping balloons around and into the huge crowd of dancers. Our little circle of friends was amazing. We all jumped up and down to the beat of the music, and even had CC trying to show off his moves.
Then a slow song came on. Andy wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. I was nervous but loving this. He was really amazing. “So why me?” I asked curiously looking up at him. “Well, if you think about it were perfect for each other. Were both into music, creepy things and, your just … your lovely.” He said. I blushed again at his words and he smiled. How could he be thinking this now. He began to lean towards me letting his eye fall closed. I stretched up wanting nothing more than to kiss him when I felt my phone buzzing. I looked over to the clock hanging in the gym. It was ten o'clock. I saw Amy walking into the gym in a bright red dress. I pulled away from Andy. “Are you alright?” He asked looking at me concerned. “Umm, yeah. I need to go. This has been amazing Andy, but I’ve got to go.” I said before walking away. I ran back to the table and grabbed my stuff as quick as I could with Andy following behind me calling for me. I tried to ignore him as I ran from the school. I only looked back to make sure that Amy had grabbed him before he could come after me.
I ran to a little park a couple blocks away and sat on the little swing in the night air. I felt like Cinderella, having to run away from the ball knowing what was good for here, and not wanting to bring pain onto anyone. I looked down at my wrist and saw that my little flower was gone. And with that little reminder it was like the whole night was gone. Nothing to keep me from thinking too much about it.
Soon the sun was coming up and I decided to walk back to my house I didn’t mean to stay out all night long. I had walked back to my house barefoot to avoid getting blisters from my heels. The bottom of my dress was ruined from dragging across the ground and my hair was wind blown and damp from the humidity. When I finally reached my house Andy’s car was out front. Oh lord, please tell me he didn’t stay the night with her. I took a deep breath and walked inside the house. Mom was passed out on the couch and Andy was sitting in the arm chair passed out as well. I looked him over for a few seconds before setting my shoes down and walking up stairs. I was to tired to even get out of my dress I fell down onto my bed and fell asleep for a little while.
I only awoke when I heard my door open. I figured it was Amy coming in with some other reason to beat me up. “(y/n)?” I heard him say. I shot out of bed. “Andy, you cant be here!” i said panicking. He held his hands up. “Don’t worry Amy told me everything.”
“She did?” I asked confused.
“(y/n), why didn’t you tell me?” He asked.
“I was scared.” I said.
His face fell soft as he moved into my room. He took my hands and pulled me up off the bed to my feet. “You owe me a dance.” He said and wrapped his arms around me pulling me close. That is when I felt it. I was safe here in his arms. He knew me more than others did, and he liked what he saw.
“(y/n), I love you.” he said.
I looked up into his blue eyes. His face was calm as he looked over my own face.
“I love you to Andy.”

Walking The Red Carpet In Style

Could you please write an imagine about walking the red carpet with Andy biersack at the APMAs Ps love the work


Your Point of View

I swept on one last coat of mascara and looked in the mirror. I looked pretty dam good. “Andy are you ready?” I called “Yea.” he called walking out of the other room in an all black outfit. I smiled, he looked pretty dam good. “Wow.” Andy said as he looked me up and down I smiled and did a little twirl for him. I was wearing a floor length black dress with an open back and a V-neck front. It hugged my curves in all the right places and I matched it with a pair of black heels and I was almost Andy’s height. “You look fantastic baby girl.” I smiled and Andy walked closer to me and grabbed my hand. “Let’s get goin.”

I followed Andy out of the car after the rest of the guys down the red carpet. People were screaming to Andy who smiled and waved. We posed for pictures and the guys signed autographs. I smiled and felt so incredibly proud of the guys. It was truly magical to see how much their fans loved them. 

Steamy Penguins (An Andy Biersack Imagine With Flame/firepower15)

A/N: You work as a zoo keeper. It’s the only job I know. ;)

‘Baby, I’m home’ I said as I walked through the door. I got no reply so I walked into the living room to see Andy sleeping on the sofa. I smiled at how cute he was and quickly took a picture and posted it on instagram. 

‘TO THE BATMOBILE!!’ Andy shouted in his sleep and ended up waking himself up. 

‘Fun dream?’ I giggled. 

‘You could say that!’ Andy rubbed his eyes and sat up. 

‘Busy day?’ I asked, looking at how tired he was to say it was only 6 o’ clock in the afternoon. 

‘Yeah, there was a lot of arguments in the studio so I’m pretty warn out’ he mumbled. I sat down next to him, not caring if I was still in my work clothes. 

‘Yeah, arguments are the worst’ I said and sunk back into the sofa. 

‘Yup, how was work?’ Andy asked, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my hair. 

‘It was alright, we almost had a penguin escape but other than that it was all good’ I smirked. 

‘Was it Leo trying to escape again?’ Andy laughed. 

‘Isn’t it always, I just have a feeling if he did actually escape then he’d want to make friends with the lions or something’ I giggled, leaning my head on Andy’s shoulder. 

‘Aw, I just got the image of a penguin trying to make friends with the lions and waving at them and the lions… yeah, you can guess the rest’ Andy said. 

‘Aw, little waving penguin’ I said in a baby voice. 

‘You are so cute’ Andy smiled, I looked up to him and he looked down, kissing me softly. I felt the coldness of his lip ring against my lips and smiled, this gave him the advantage to slide his tongue into my mouth. We battled for dominance and I won, able to explore his mouth. He moaned and I bit down on his lip and pulled away. 

‘Aw, I was enjoying that’ Andy pouted 

‘Yeah, so was I’ I smiled and kissed his pouting lips quickly, ‘but I really want some food’ I added. 

‘My cum is food’ he mumbled and smiled innocently. 

‘I knew you would say something like that… probably got it from Ash’ I laughed and rolled my eyes. 

‘You know what? I actually did!… wait, he didn’t say it to me though’ he defended himself. 

‘Course not, what happens on tour, stays on tour, right?’ I winked. 

‘Well, yeah but nothing happened between me and Ash’ he defended himself again. 

‘Relax, I was just teasing’ I smiled and he looked at me raising an eyebrow, ‘what?’ I asked

‘Nottthhhiiinnngg’ he said, dragging the words out. He had that glint in his eyes that meant he was up to something. 

‘I don’t believe you Biersack!’ I said and looked into his eyes, he pushed me back against the sofa and started tickling me. I giggled, ‘get off me!’ I said between laughs. 

‘Nope’ he said, in his deep, sexy voice as he carried on, making me wiggle underneath him. 

‘Ugh, meany’ I pouted as he kept going and running his hands up and down. 

‘That’s the best insult you have?’ he laughed. I had to do better, but he gets shit ripped out of him every day with every possible word you can think of, I had to do better. 

‘Useless paperclip!’ I said, and he stopped and looked at me. 

‘What the hell?’ He laughed, I managed to wriggle out from underneath him. 

‘I don’t know, but it got me away from you’ I laughed and he looked at me. 

‘WHAT?’ He asked shocked and I smiled and ran away. I ran up the stairs as he followed me and ran into the bedroom and to the other side of the bed, hiding below it. 

‘Where have you gone?’ Andy asked, sitting on the bed. I peeked over the bed to notice he had his back to me, I smiled and pounced at him. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, making him jump slightly. 

‘I love you so much, Andy!’ I said and kissed his neck. 

‘I love you too’ He said and moaned as I bit down on his soft spot.

(Written By Co-Writer Becky)

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Andy Biersack Imagines

Blind date or

Positive

Blue hair black heart

Daviour

Special place

Mirror

A day at warped tour

Empty

Sorry

Demon

Stranded

Ashley Purdy Imagines

Idiot

Snow and cupcake

Not this way

Beast

Just a bite

Paint

Too late

Ya talking back to me

Christian Coma Imagines

Alone

Auf

Furry

Hunt

This isn’t pain

Kill or kiss?

Curry and cologne

Ashleys sister

A fairy tale

A glistening white coffin

The farthest lunch table

Jake Pitts Imagines

Stars

The mermaid

Having fun

The rollercoaster

Both ugly

Jinxx Imagines

“Best friend”

It means nothing

Love Jinxx

First date

The werewolf

You x Person One shots

Brendon Urie - One hell of a date

Boy x Boy One Shots

(Andley wont be written anymore since Ashley doesn’t like it)

Andy x Ashley - Auf 

Andy x Ashley - I have feelings for him

CC x Ashley - Fuck.My.Life

Andy x Kellin - Caught

Chris x Rciky - Stormy Weather

Chris x Ricky - Movie cuddles

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White Robe Grooms

Andy Biersack Imagine

You are a rock star in a band that used to be a BVB cover band, but now you are making a name for yourself as a real band, but BVB, Andy in particular, isn’t very appreciative of that.

(Y/N) - Your Name

(Y/S/N) - Your Ship Name (Make a ship name for you and Andy)

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The roaring of another crowd soothed your tortured soul. No matter what had happened, no matter what you’d been through, you could come here, to a stage lined with screaming fans, and know that none of it mattered, because they wanted you.

They were chanting your name, your bands name really, but you identified as much with the title as you did the name you were given at birth. It was the sweetest kind of music, and as the beginning of “Never Give In” played you ran out on stage.

You’d started as an all-girl cover band of your rock idols, Black Veil Brides. None of the five of you had intended for it to go anywhere big, you just wanted to play few gigs and bring your own flavor to a beautiful set, but it had become so much more.

Over the years you’d begun writing songs, as well as doing covers, until you weren’t really a cover band anymore. The shows you played got bigger and bigger, and people actually wanted to see you preform. It was a surreal moment when you and your girls got together and said, to hell with it, and went for a music career. It wasn’t easy, and it was a long road to get here, but it was all worth it to hear the fans begging for your personal brand of rebellion.

“White Robe Grooms!”

“White Robe Grooms!”

“White Robe Grooms!”

You regretted not changing the name a little bit, but it was a part of who you were at this point, you didn’t want to change it.

As you came onto the stage and began to sing the crowd began to roar with excitement. Yes, this was it, this was the rush that you loved.

You began singing, and, just like you knew they would, they sang every word along with you. It was a tradition of yours to begin every concert with a cover to keep true to your roots, and which one it would be was always a surprise. You loved the surge of energy and nostalgia you got hearing them all love you for being a cover band, and couldn’t keep away a wicked grin when they loved you even more for doing you own thing.

By the time the concert was over you were drenched in sweat, and ready for a shower, and a long night’s sleep, but not likely to receive either. The girls were all excited about your upcoming interview with Bryan Stars, and the very distinct possibility that they were going to get to meet their idols. You weren’t sure you wanted to meet them though. You were almost positive that they wouldn’t be as good in the flesh as they were in your head, people rarely were, but you would think about that tomorrow, there was always the off chance that Bryan had a different kind of “Special Guest” lined up. But then again, that wasn’t very likely at all, was it, who else could it possibly be?

“Well, I’m ready to get out of here.” Your pink haired drummer ,Collette, laughed, wiping the sweat off of her brow.

“Yeah, me too.” Your clad in black pianist/ guitarist, Eve, affirmed. The five of you had a pretty in punk look, as you’d deemed it, wearing small specks of pink here and there, expect for Eve, who hated pink and refused to have anything to do with the color. You had made your mark on the world of rock, and while not everyone appreciated it, it was your mark, and you had made it, and you were proud of it.

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Anonymous said: Can you do one where Andy is drunk and is all looney and saying random things and almost trips over his own feet and he's all giggly and then when they get home he snuggles with her and falls asleep?

Andy had been really stressed lately and you wanted to make sure he was alright. You all went to a local festival and after the fire work show Andy was starting to get a bit silly. “They were all like BOOM!!!” He yelled and flung his hands up into the air. He lost his balance then and fell back onto the plaid blanket and looked up at the sky. You looked down at him laughing. did you want to head home?“ I asked wondering if he waas a the limit of public intoxication. He reached he hand up and sloppily put a fingure against my lips. "Shhhhh, just look up and there is pretties.” he said. I took his instructions and laid down beside him on the blanket looking up at the sky. The smoke was clearing and you could see the stars coming into view.
You laided there for a while thinking about how nice the evening had been. It was filled with funnel cake, chicken of a stick, cotten candy and ballons. We ran into old friends and talked to loads of people. We watched the couple of live bands who performed before the fire works and finally found our spot to watch the fire works.
Andy shot up at once and looked to me. “I have to piss.” He said seriously. I laughed out loud.
“Okay we will go find a bathroom.”
“No, we must go home!” He stood up and grabbed his gaint cup of alcoholic lemonaid and nearly yanked me off of the blanket. We started walking to the exit of the fair and towards my home. Luckly I lived about two blocks down. Andy stumble his way home nearly tripping over curbs and nothing at all. I still could help but laugh.
He nearly busted my door down and ran down the hall way towards the bathroom. “Be careful!” I shouted and at that moment he rounded the corner too soon and smacked his face into the wall. I feel to my knees laughing as he crawled his way to the downstairs bathroom.
I was still laying on the ground when he came out of the bathroom. “Did you wash your hands mister?” I asked closing the front door with my feet.
He leaned down towards my head and rubbed his hands all over my face and hair. “NOOOOO!!!!” He whispered. This only turned into slap battle then which lead to us slipping and sliding around the floor. Finally I got up and walked into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of whiskey. “Let’s go lay down.” I said and started climbing the stairs to my bedroom. He followed behind the best that he could and soon we were both falling down on the bed.
He wrapped his arms around me of which I was not expecting at all but I figure that it didn’t mean much. He was drunk and I was just his friend. “ You know what?” He asked.
“What?” I asked wondering where he was going with all of this
“You’re so much fun. And theres awesome stuff we do together. We should do this all the time. And stuff.” He slurred every other word and pulled me in tighter to his arms. “What the hell are you talking about?” You asked him. Once again he pushed his fingure into my lips. Shhhhhhhhs, you’re pretty. Nope wait. Thats stupid!! You’re more than pretty. I love you.“ he said.
I looked up at him and he stared down at me with his big blue eyes. I had known him long enough to tell when he was joking or not, even if he was drunk. He was not kidding. "What?” I asked wanting to clarify what he was saying. “I’m pretty sure I love you.” He said looking at me and smiling. You didn’t know how to feel about that. You thought for a moment about how this could affect your friendship. Then you looked up to see those blue eyes had closed. He lay asleep and you looked over his face. “ I think I love you to.” You whispered and leaned up to kiss his forehead before falling asleep as well.

Originally posted by andy-biersack-is-perfection

Can you do a fic where the reader is 17/18 and homeless, and after a bat shit crazy night Andy ends up alone with no phone and wallet. So she gives him some food and water and what little money she has before she runs off. The next day Andy goes looking for her but it’s raining and she’s really sick so he nurses her back to health. Sorry it’s weirdly specific, but I really love your writing. Thanks

Cars zoombed by on the street, people walked about chatting about their plans for the evening, work, their relationship and other hot topics. The sky was dark but the city lights kept the area bright and blocked out the light from the stars above. If someone were too look hard enough they could see maybe one or two stars shining brightly despite the lights of the city. The smell of car fumes, peoples perfume and cologne, food, and garbage left in dumpsters wafted through the air, it was the typical smell of the city.

You sat in an abandon alley way. Your hair was a mess, knots had taken over the once beautiful locks of hair you had. Your jeans were faded, the bottoms were shredded, faded and stained with dirt, and holes had formed on the area that covered your knees. You had on an old, ragged black tee shirt and a blue sweater. Most nights weren’t too cold and the sweater served in keeping you warm, at least for now. Your sneakers were worn down and holes had begun to form around the edges and at the tow but they were still served their purpose and protected your feet so new shoes wasn’t at the top of your priority list.

You focused on trying to find a place to sleep, getting something to eat and finding clean water to drink. You spent most of your days sitting at the corner asking people if they could spare any money. Some people didn’t give you anything, others gave you food and others gave you spare change they had or a dollar or two. Some days were better than others. A few days you could get some food and enough to money to buy something to eat or drink. You had put aside a couple dollars in order to save up and hopefully get a new pair of shoes or a sweater, but that would take some time.

Today hadn’t gone very well. In total you had received a bag of apple slices and five dollars. You sighed but at least you had something. You decided you could eat the apples tomorrow and ration throughout the next few days, the five dollars could buy you some water and you could put the rest with your small amount of savings for a sweater. You leaned up against the brick wall of the building and pulled your knees close to your chest. Pulling the hood of your sweater over your head you rest you head on your knees and closed your eyes. You were exhausted and needed some sleep. After a few minutes of listening to the drone of the noises of the city you finally fell asleep.

“Damn it!” Someone yelled causing you to wake up suddenly from your sleep. You weren’t sure what time it was but you guess it was pretty late. You looked up to see a man on the ground, he was rubbing his hand on the back of his head he could have possibly been injured. You watched him for a couple of seconds to see what he would do.

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One Shot: Andy And Pheonix

“Hey baby!” Andy says as he walks in the apartment we share. He just got back from the gym and boy do i love it when he comes home from the gym.

“hey honey!” i put my book down and walk over to him.

“ooh! you don’t wanna hug me; I’m all sweaty and gross!” he tries to contain me by just holding my hands but i really love it when he’s sweaty.

“yes i do! i love it when your sweaty! its sexy!” i pull him into a tight hug.

“oh is that so?” He pulls away just enough to look at me. “well i don’t like being sweaty….. so I’m going to go shower; care to join me?” I can tell what he wants and i want it just as bad.

“is that even a question anymore?” I giggle and follow him into the bathroom attached to our bedroom.

I walk in and start slowly peeling off my shirt, just get Andy a little flustered. Than i turn so my ass is facing him and slide off my jeans and wiggle my butt while i do it. I turn back around and walk towards Andy, i snake my arms around his neck and kiss him; Hard! He glides his hands down to my panties and pull them down and i flick them off my toe. At this point i realize Andy is still completely dressed, ‘Well that has to change….. NOW!’ i think to myself. As he starts to move his hands up to unhook my bra i stop them and unbuckle his belt, unbutton his jeans and pull them down along with his boxer briefs. He springs out immediately and i love how big he his and i cant stop myself from pumping him slowly. He groans in pleasure and i love the sound of it. I pull his shirt off at the same time Andy takes off my bra and flings it off to the side. The water is finally hot enough and i grab Andy’s hand and pull him into the shower; only for him to slam me against the wall and slamming into me hard and fast, not giving me any time to adjust. Not that i care i love rough sex and Andy knows it! he starts pumping fast; REALLY fast. I scream in extreme pleasure.

“Holy fucking- YES!! OH GOD, HARDER!!” a string of profanities falling off my lips. I am almost positive out neighbours can hear us, but i don’t actually give a shit, it feels waayyy to good! The feeling of his incredibly hard, incredibly big cock throbbing inside me, as fast as he can possibly go. I’m going to be very, very sore after this; but i love every single second of it and i DON’T want him to stop! He starts get very sloppy and i know he’s close. The thought of him exploding inside of me sets me off and i release all over him, the hot water washing it away instantaneously. I scream his name followed by some other, extremely foul words as i do so. Andy grunts in my ear a couple times and i feel his seed shoot up inside of me, making me want him even more. But to be honest i don’t think i have the energy to keep going. Andy slowly rides out both our orgasms, with me moaning quietly, but frequently. He slides himself out and puts me down, but my legs are so weak and shaky, that i almost fall but Andy catches me and holds me until I’m stable.

We wash each other just goofing around and having fun until the water starts to run cold.

“Holy shit! thats freezing!” Andy shrieks and jumps out of the waters direct line of passage.

“your right! lets get out!” I respond stepping out and grabbing the only towel in the bathroom.

“where do you think your going little miss?!” He grabs my hips and pulls me towards him, my ass grazes his crotch the slightest bit, but it was enough to make him the tiniest bit hard. “that, ma’ dear….. is the last clean towel at the moment.” I giggle a little at his husky voice.

“I’m aware….”

“and you are not going anywhere with it!” He undoes the towel, spins me around and wraps it around the two of us.

“hey babe?” i ask trying to get him to give me his full attention,

“hmmm?”

“do you wanna cuddle on the couch?” i did somewhat feel like a round two, but i was way to exhausted and sore, so i thought cuddling would be the next best thing.

“of corse i wanna cuddle! its my second favourite thing to do!”

“oh? and whats your first?” We still haven’t left the steamy bathroom yet. I was just standing there, half wrapped in a towel and half wrapped in Andy’s arms.

“well obviously its watching batman!”

“seriously?” i say flatly, but with a slight giggle.

“No. My first is having sex with you!” He starts nibbling my neck and made me laugh, cause it tickles.

“Annndddyyy!! that tickles!” i keep laughing.

“good!” He stops for a minute and Re-attaches his lips to my neck.

“Andykins? i Love you, but i don’t really feel like a round two right now. please?” i pull away to get his attention while i speak.

“thats completely fine PhePhe! Now….. lets go get changed, grab a blanket, curl up on the couch, and watch a movie shall we?” I nod in agreement.

We finally stop being massive children enough for me to get into a pair of panties and one of Andy’s oversized shirts. He gets into some sweats and no T-shirt.

We get comfy on the couch. Andy puts in some action movie and i pick up my book where i left off and start reading again.

“hey Pheonix?” This strikes me as odd because he never uses my full name unless its serious. I give him my full attention and look up, to feel his lips on mine, gentle and sweet and full of passion and love. “i love you Phe!”

“i love you too Andykins!” I kiss him again quickly before snuggling into him even more and continuing my book. i fell asleep in his arms i didn’t mind at all, as long as he’s with me and holding onto me, I’m comfortable!

A/N: kay idk if this is gunna be all squished or not so bare with me! and I’m sorry if it is! and idk how many I’m gunna get done cuz my internet is still fucked! anyways i hope you like it! and in sorry it took so long!