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zsakuva · 24 hours
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Would Andrew have any social media?
Maybe a LinkedIn.
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soscarlett1twas · 17 hours
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A Twin's Anger
I've been thinking about Twin Marston lately
I don't think "Twin" ever hated Andrew. Or, at least, not to the extent he did his parents. Because for how terrible the dismissals were, the neglect he faced for the sake of Andrew, Twin doesn't seem the kind to have hated him solely for that. After all, with how Andrew talks about them, they seemed like best friends in their younger years. Playing video games, sneaking out, etc. Was he jealous? Absolutely. Hatred? Eh..
Then Isaac and Darling happened.
Canonically, Twin didn't (at the time) know about Andrew and Isaac's relationship (see here) and there's no way to tell if he saw the video/knows about Andrew's current relationship, but this entire post is in the realm of speculation so let me indulge.
Because if he did know about both relationships? Oh god.
Isaac's the difficult one. It lends credence to both forgiving and despising Andrew. On one hand, it's rational to think that maybe Andrew didn't speak up because he was in a similar situation to Twin (that is, being queer). But, from another perspective, Andrew also being queer gives more reason to help his brother - what's being a golden child worth if it's spent at the expense of a man scorned from your shared vice?
That’s where the disdain begins. For Andrew to silently choose their abusive parents before him, despite also being queer, it solidifies Andrew’s indecisiveness. Or perhaps he thinks he’s better than Twin. That even if he’s into men, that can be forgiven because he’s him.
Either way he feels, Andrew is a hypocrite. And Twin leaves. And they’re both left to deal with the fallout, each emotionally constipated.
Years pass. Twin’s only exposure to Andrew is the occasional call or text. Voicemails left unheard. And then the scandal happens.
News is plastered everywhere on his phone, curated from the years he googled Andrew’s name in midnight depressive spirals: Professor caught… professor groomed… there’s even more headlines. A video. Two videos. Thrown drinks. And him, the disgraced professor, defending the relationship.
And Twin is reminded of when he didn’t.
In defending someone he had barely known (because Andrew and Darling really didn’t know each other, they lusted after each other) Andrew showed that he was willing. He was able. Just not for his brother. Because what does it say about Andrew, who was willing to defend a near-stranger in some selfish desire to keep his relationship and wasn't for the man whom he shared a womb with?
Andrew had given up everything for Darling, we know this: But to Twin? Beyond the obvious, Andrew essentially threw away every year, the decade of abuse he suffered because of Andrew's "intelligence" for the sake of lust. And he was allowed to stay working at the university! Twin's love, the kind that got him thrown out and a reason he was discarded, was probably painted as just lust, not real love. But where he was so severely punished, Andrew didn't even loose his job — he made the choice to leave.
And if Andrew has a male listener? Then all this would be amplified ten fold. Golden-child Andrew is in a very public relationship with a man, defending them in some vain attempt to justify it! And they go out to museums together, they eat at nice restaurants, they get to be happy together. And Andrew is happier than he’s seemed in so long, because Twin knows his brother’s joy, and it sure as shit wasn’t there when he was alone and isolated as the young, prodigy professor. Andrew has turned Twin's eternal sin into his saving grace.
Could you imagine the anger? The bitterness? The feeling of watching the man you once called a ‘brother’ further drive the knife in your back?
That’s where the anger comes from. Not the original offense, but everything that came after. The ricochet of it all. If Twin wasn't coming back before, he certainly isn't now.
I guess the beauty of it all is how many parallels there are. A Marston is in a forbidden relationship, which is only forbidden due to the direct surrounding environment as outside of it there's really nothing wrong, and is found out by the very creators of said environment. They defend themselves, but upon lacking support from those he thought he could count on (Andrew or, in his case, the faculty) he leaves the situation completely and gives up on a huge factor of his life.
Crazy.
(Of course, this post doesn't take into account Andrew and Darling's POV, because Twin doesn't have that. We know that they argued and broke up, but he doesn't, and I really wanted to explore just how he may feel about all of this without further context.)
(Please somebody talk to me about Twin Marston I'm dying over here. Severe droughts in content for him I'm STARVING)
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beeblelady · 1 day
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"Here have some Wholesome Content and AUs."
I am so preparing for the upcoming angst after getting wholesome slice of life content and AUs, I'm getting ready.
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faeskiss · 23 days
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ANDREW MARSTON??????
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xzhdjsj · 2 months
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Since we're talking abt fighting rn, here's
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How'd they'd react if you got into a fight
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♡ Andrew
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♡ Isaac
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♡ Elias
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♡ Jonah
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♡ Kayson
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♡ Azirel
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Man I love making these so muchhh‼️‼️
I hope you guys like them too muah😘💕
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belladonnadawn · 23 days
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But Daddy I Love Him
“Say they want what’s best for me. Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I’ll never see. Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me.”
A day off with Andrew made you think about your domestic life and life before it. CW: mentions of sex 
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It's been years after the incident, yet your heart still aches whenever your mind drifts towards it. To say that it was hell was an understatement; you've been isolated, called every name under the sun, and met with condescension from the people who ‘want to save you’. The crowd was torn between dragging you to the mud and lifting you up in their arms. It was a painful, overwhelming, and disturbing experience. But all their noises fall deaf on your ears once you're with him.
Between bated breaths and heated touches, a scandalous tryst– not unheard of; you both found something deeper, something beyond lust and desire. Your nights of passion muted any screams from the world, drowning you in him and him only. In his bed– and yours, you were two lovers lost in paradise. 
All the men you've been with pales in comparison to him. Andrew was sweet, caring, passionate, and teasing. A true gentleman. It was painfully cliché, but it's true– no one knows him like you do. And if others did, they'd understand why you loved him like you did. 
Dusk crept in, it was peaceful as both of you had your day offs. You sat on his lap, mindlessly playing with his hair as he read his book. He looks good focused, handsome as ever. Smile crept into your face as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 
“Darling?” Andrew's soft voice dragged you back to reality. You hummed in response, wearing that same love struck smile. “What do you want for dinner?” His hands gently caressed your back in a gentle manner. Even after being with him for years, you were still electrified by his touches.
“I found this new recipe on the internet. Do you wanna try?” You suggested.
“Of course, darling.” He leaned closer, sealing it with a kiss. It was as sweet and loving as always, you had to fight the urge to pull him closer, wrap your arms around him for a full on make out session. “Do you want me to cook it for you?”
“No, I want us to cook together. I want to spend as much time with you while we have our day off.” 
He chuckles, closing the book and placing it on the table. “You’re quite needy today.”
“Is it bad that I want to spend time with my boyfriend?” The title rolls off your tongue smoothly, it feels nice knowing he’s the one holding it. 
“I understand, our time together these past few days was scarce. I missed being with you too.” Andrew pulled you closer, trailing small kisses on your jaw and neck. He pulled away with a grin, “We shall prepare then so we can go to bed early.”
You were disappointed as you both pulled away as you both walked towards the kitchen, wanting more of his physical affection; but you understand that that can wait. 
The apartment was small and cozy, enough for the two of you. Life with him so far was domestic and comfortable. You remembered your parents’ faces when they knew about your relations with him. And once you announced that you’re ready to move out, they immediately protested; screaming how he might be manipulative, dangerous, and what you and Andrew had was nothing but fleeting desire.
But you were firm, almost petulant, laying all the proofs that you had. It felt like a court case, justifying everything that you could to assure them. At last, they finally conceded after you told them that once there’s a problem you’ll immediately move out. They were still suspicious, you can’t blame them, but over time you could see how they were starting to accept him as a significant part of your life– your significant other.
“What’s on your mind, darling?” Andrew wrapped his arms around your waist. “Mind sharing it with me?” 
You gave him a small smile, knowing that you can’t lie to him due to how observant he is. “It’s just things… about us.”
His brow furrowed as his face became filled with concern, “What about us?” He asked gently, caressing your cheek with his thumb.
“Like what happened…” 
He nodded, but you could see a glimpse of sadness in his face. “I understand, sometimes our mind wanders in places we never expect to be in. But that’s all we do, we wander not stay” 
“I know, Andrew, I just think that it still feels surreal. Living this life with you domestically was something that I never thought we could achieve, back then I thought we’ll be apart after they almost tore us to shreds. I’m happy we’re not.” You gave him a soft smile, giving his lips a small peck.. 
As you pulled away, you looked at him, blush evident on his cheeks, “I am happy too, darling.” He responded softly. You could see his eyes glance at your lips, blood rushed to your cheek as you closed your eyes and leaned closer. 
A sigh escaped your lips as you felt your lips touched. It was magical and passionate as you expected. His arms around you tightened, you ran his fingers through his hair. Andrew leaned closer, deepening the kiss causing you to let out a sound of satisfaction. You were both insatiable, drunk on each other.
You both catch your breath as you pull away from each other. His hands on your cheek, the other on your thigh. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, darling.” Andrew’s eyes half lidded, filled with desire and love as he looked at you.
For a moment you were just two lovers in the kitchen, doting on each other endlessly. The past was far enough to reach you as you both ran away to your own world– the one you never wanted to escape from. 
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c-t-r-l14 · 4 months
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Why Alex’s Break Up Audio Made Me Appreciate Andrew’s Character More
A couple of days ago, as I was drafting the dialogue for the second part of Alex’s story, I started to think about Andrew Marston, our beloved Literature Professor. I remember when I first listened to the Alex’s break up audio, in the description of the video, Saku states that this was the first break up audio he’s ever done. But that isn’t true, ‘cause Andrew broke up with his partner at some point in his story, too. And then I started thinking about Andrew’s break up audio—and what I realized is that throughout that breakup audio—It never felt like Andrew was trying to get rid of listener.
One of the biggest things that pissed me off about Alex was his blatant disregard of the person he claims to love. He absolutely refused to try and make the relationship work, he gaslights listener and blames the failure of their relationship all on them, makes dumbass excuses that hold no merit whatsoever, and tried to make it seem like it was such a hard decision to come to, when in reality, it probably wasn’t. He tells them that he loves them and how he wants to be with them so badly, but never gives them actual chance to make that happen. And it honestly feels like he made all of these excuses and blamed listener for their relationship falling apart so he wouldn’t feel bad for leaving them behind. It was quite obvious that he saw listener as a burden that was holding him back, and he wanted nothing than more to get rid of them so he could finally be free and run away from them. He is a selfish, manipulative, gaslighting asshole with a victim complex. If he really loved listener as much as he says he does, then none of the excuse making or gaslighting would be necessary; but it seemed like to him—doing all of that would be the only way out without feeling bad about it. So, instead of being truthful about how he actually feels and just straight up telling listener, “I don’t want to be in a long distance relationship,” or “I’ve fallen out of love with you”, or literally ANYTHING ELSE, he decided to make things a lot more harder for them by pulling any excuse out of his ass and praying that it will work. It just felt like he was just throwing them away—like how a child throws away a toy after they’ve outgrown it—and it’s SICKENING.
But, Andrew was never like this.
Through his entire break-up audio, you could feel that he truly felt like he was making the right decision here—because above all else, Darling was the only thing that mattered to him. Something I’ve learned from Alex’s audio is that it’s really easy to point the finger to someone else and put all the blame on one party. It would’ve been all too easy for Andrew to straight up tell listener that it was their fault for perusing him—and if they’d just simply looked somewhere else to find love, then their exposé would’ve never happened—and both of their reputations would be spared from online scrutiny and embarrassment. But he didn’t. He and Darling both perused this relationship with the consequences in the back of their mind. They knew what would happen if they got caught, and repercussions that will follow. Andrew had enough integrity and honesty within himself to pour his heart out to Darling and told them how much he loved them. And you can tell that he was doing it because he thought that it was the best thing he could do for them—and that’s because he was HONEST. He never once made excuses, or gaslit them into thinking this was entirely their fault. And it never felt like he was just throwing them aside when it suited him.
And it shows more even when he came back to apologize for his behavior. Even then, he realized that it was wrong to make definitive decisions about their relationship without talking to his partner first—and was ready to accept the consequences of his actions because he realized how much he hurt Darling. He was honest about everything—even when it was hard for him. He made sure to put in the effort in his relationship to make sure he keeps Darling by his side. Even when people came after him—even after he got publicly humiliated—even after he lost his job. He tried so hard because he told Darling how much he loved them—and he meant it.
I respect the living hell out of Andrew because his actions always matched his words.
I want to make this clear—I’m not saying that Alex has to stay with listener. And I’m not mad that he wanted to leave. I’m mad because of the way he broke up with them. There was absolutely no reason to blame them for everything. There was absolutely no reason to gaslight and manipulate them. And there was certainly no reason for his dumbass to make such stupid excuses. He tells listener he loves them and yet does everything he could to get away from them. He wasn’t even man enough to be honest during their break-up. His actions matched the opposite of his words and that makes me sick. Alex makes me sick.
When he sees all of his friends move on to the next level in their relationships—whether that be marriage, or having kids—his stupid, sorry, good-for-nothing-except-crying-and-making-excuses headass will be ALONE. And he’ll stay that way until he realizes that being unwilling to put actual effort in a relationship and having no integrity is a rather unattractive trait of his. Although, I highly doubt that he’ll be smart enough to realize that AT ALL—because he has such a victim complex.
In short, fuck Alex, and stan Andrew. ❤️
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claiestve · 1 month
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𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 ꨄ Andrew
˜”* ❝𝙄'𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙣' 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚.❞
⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯
ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅʀᴇᴡ
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“Andrew?” You called out into the next room waiting for an answer. There wasn’t a response so you thought to try again. You also didn’t want to text him if he was just in the next room, “Andrew?” You called out again. Again, no response. 
You sighed, standing up and walking to the bedroom, where he was. Upon reaching for the handle, you noticed something. ‘Hmm,’ you hummed to yourself and frowned. The door was closed and locked. You didn’t have a problem with that but now it sparked your curiosity. You gently knocked on the door. 
“Yes, Darling?” You heard. He sounded frantic but not in a bad way. More suspicious, he’s hiding something way. 
“Can I come in?”
You hear shuffling for about ten seconds circling the room you were standing outside of. Now, you are more curious than before. There wasn’t even a lot in that room so what the hell would he be moving around? And why was he so panicked? 
The doorknob trembles in front of you before the door slowly unfastens. There you see Andrew suspiciously standing in front of something while looking like he just ran a mile. 
“What are– never mind. I just came to ask what our exact plans were for tomorrow. I know we have everything down except for times. I don’t want it to be like…” You trail off as you focus on Andrew’s stance in front of… whatever he’s standing in front of. He looked so still and concentrated. “Okay, no.”
“What?”
“Andrew, what’s behind you?”
“It’s not important, continue, darling.”
You moved closer to him and pulled him away from the item behind him. He tried to block you from seeing it but by now you’ve already known it was some kind of surprise. 
“What is this?”
He sighs and moves the object closer to you. “I was saving this for our date tomorrow. Now that I think about it, it would’ve been difficult to carry this around without you seeing,” He makes a hand motion to you, “Open it.”
As you open the box, you can’t help but giggle a bit. You saw something that you’ve previously mentioned you wanted but you never explicitly asked for. A big bear with a giant bouquet of red roses. 
“Aw, Andrew! You didn’t have to, you know? I would’ve been fine with your presence alone.” You say feeling a tiny wave of guilt. This was the way Andrew was. He’d do things for you that you loved but it felt like a lot. Sometimes, you feel like you don’t deserve it all. Especially what you did to him. Taking his teaching career–
“Don’t. I know you’re thinking about it. I’ve already made it entirely clear that I like doing things for you just as much as you do for me. You know I don’t ever want to appear empty-handed when it comes to you.”
You catch a feeling in your heart, a good one at that. The feeling travels up to your neck, then to your face, and reaches your eyes filling them with warm tears. You didn’t like crying in front of Andrew as much as he didn’t like crying in front of you. However, you weren’t sad or angry this time. You were crying and it all stemmed from the feeling of love. Your love for him emphasized itself and caused a wave of emotion in your body. You tried turning away from him but he already noticed. 
“Darling? Are you crying?” He asks as he concerningly blanketed your body with his arms, “Did I do something?”
“No, I just– I think I fell in love with you again.”
“Ah, that happens to me with you daily, Darling.”
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eugh i dont think i could write for andrew again unless i made the reader a total badass. (cuz i partially hated this)
im so excited to finally move on from this and finish the next one
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aestheticpearl · 2 months
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𝐞𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐟 ! 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧
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calling (more like texting, ha i’m hilarious) all andrew simps
.love always <3 pearl
.masterlist
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elleneedsleep · 1 month
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Call me crazy, but I was reading Speak of the Devil (a bl manhwa) and you cannot tell me that there is no similarity between these two and Isaac & Andrew:
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sakuverse · 13 days
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i cant be the only person who listen to Saku's series to help sleep right
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zsakuva · 1 day
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Hii saku!!
How would Andrew and Elias feel with a listener who smokes weed??
Like would they let them smoke on the house? Would they be unbothered or would they have smth to say abt it?
Would Andrew ask to try it??
(Would they ask the listener to make them edibles?? 👀)
That’s all, I hope you’re doing well!
Andrew would be sceptical and wouldn't want them to as it's illegal to have in the UK. Elias wouldn't care as he's probably smoked it himself.
Andrew would not ask to try it.
Andrew would not consider doing any kind of illegal drugs, but Elias might ask.
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soscarlett1twas · 1 month
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reunion
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beeblelady · 1 month
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In His Office
Mary visits Andrew in his office 💗💗💗
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This lovely fanart is by: gloothz56239 from Twitter (I got permission to post it as long as the watermark is there) ✨✨✨
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literary-motif · 3 months
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Andrew's listener is known to be a bit of a workaholic. Soooo how would he act when listener has a stress induced mental breakdown?? (totally not having one right now as I type this i swear)
Burn Bright
So, when I saw your request I already had three quarters of The Morning Light typed out, which is basically this one but in reverse. Take care of yourself, anon.
Andrew Marston x Reader
You were hunched over your desk for hours now, pouring over your work to get it done so you could start on the next task because the deadlines were coming closer steadily and you still had a mountain of things you needed to get through. Your hands were shaking from all the caffeine you drank to stay focused and push the tiredness away that was weighing you down since forfeiting sleep last night to get more work done. The sleep deprivation had caused a headache to blossom behind your forehead, but it was a small price to pay for being more productive.
“Darling?” Andrew called from the kitchen. You could hear him setting down his keys as he walked towards the living room. When he spotted you at your desk, the bright smile on his face slowly vanished and he frowned in concern. “Are you still working?”
“Just a minute,” you replied, not looking up from your keyboard as you continued typing, barely paying any attention to Andrew. You needed to get this done. First the E-mail. Then the essay. Then the presentation, with the hope the classmate you had been paired with had at least looked at the work you had done and commented on it. There was an assignment of homework you still had to do, and obligatory reading for another course. 
Exams would start soon, and you really had to start revising, but your brain was filled with all the things you still had to do that it was impossible to truly concentrate on a task when you had half a dozen piling up and needing to be done as fast as possible. 
The stress was pushing you to the brink, but you did not have time for a break. You did not have time to break down.
Andrew had moved to stand behind you, his worry only increasing as he saw how your hands shook. You were barely hitting the right keys on your keyboard. “Darling,” he said softly, placing his hands on your shoulders and hissing at how tense they felt under his palms, “That’s enough now, come on. You’re trembling.”
“I have to finish this,” you mumbled, continuing to type furiously, “This one thing at least. I already have the outline for the essay, I just need to type it up and then—”
“Enough, darling,” Andrew cut you off, turning the desk chair to stop you from continuing your work. “Look at you. I can see you haven’t slept and I know how you get when you are absorbed in your work. You haven’t taken a break in hours. Come on, stretch a little, and eat dinner with me.”
The annoyance at being interrupted vanished at Andrew’s words. You felt a shiver run down your spine and dread settling in your stomach. “Dinner?” you asked shakily, looking at Andrew with wide eyes, only then realizing that his presence alone confirmed that it was already well past 8 PM. You whirled around to look out of the window. The lights of the city outside shining through the darkness blurred together as tears gathered in your eyes.
It was evening already, meaning you were horrendously behind schedule. 
“Fuck!” you cursed, trying to turn back towards the desk, but Andrew held onto the chair, swirling you to face him instead. “I need to— I’m so far behind!” you said, voice strangled from the tears trailing down your cheeks. “I’ll never get this done in time. It’s just too much. It’s all too much.”
“Come on, come here,” Andrew said gently, pulling you up from the chair and moving you towards the couch. He wrapped a blanket around you, making you lean into his side as he stroked your back. You buried your head in his chest, sobbing from stress and sheer exhaustion. “I’ve got you,” he said soothingly, moving his hands to start massaging the tense muscles in your neck. “I’m right here, it’s alright.”
“I’m gonna fail everything,” you sobbed, “I can’t do anything right, I’m too weak to—”
“Don’t even finish that sentence,” Andrew said sternly, tilting your chin up to make you meet his eyes, “You are one of the most hardworking people I know. You can do anything you set your mind to and I’m so proud of you. You have achieved so much, but now you need to rest. I cannot stand watching you work yourself into the ground, so just relax with me, alright? Breathe. The world can wait until tomorrow, now it’s just you and me.”
The earnestness you could see in his expression warmed your heart, and you leaned up to kiss him despite a fresh wave of tears overtaking you. Andrew broke it after a moment, peppering your face with kisses and wiping them away. 
“What would you like to eat?” he asked when you had settled back against his chest, his hands working through the knots in your shoulders. “I was thinking takeout?”
You hummed in agreement, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. The sleep deprivation was catching up to you as Andrew’s gentle caresses slowly got you to unwind. 
He chuckled, brushing your hair back to look at your face. “It’s alright. I will take care of everything. Just rest, and I’ll wake you up once the food is here.”
“Thank you,” you mumbled against his chest, the warm feeling of being loved and cared for lulling you to sleep in Andrew’s arms. 
“Anything for you, darling.”
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xzhdjsj · 28 days
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hiii pookie 🤭💗
was wondering if you could do a (nsfw?) text fic of the Saku verse boys getting jealous of someone talking to their listener?
Ask and you shall receive pookie🤭
Warning: suggestive/slight nsfw for some chars
(Also sorry if this is bad I have a fever and pretty sure I'm high off the meds rn)
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When they get Jealous
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♡ Isaac first because ik how much you love him
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♡ Andrew
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♡ Xanthus
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♡ Dontis
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♡ Elias
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♡ Jonah
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♡ Kayson
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♡ Zaros
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♡ Asirel
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Extras
♡ Fran
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Frannn I miss her :(
Okay I'm goibg to bed now GOOD NIGHT!❤️
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