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dino-boyo-agere · 1 year

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Giggles, Tears, Fun & Feels

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

╰→ all platonic!

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

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

Plot:

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

Word count: 1829

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He seems.. small.. and happy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ya." He replies with a smile.

"Dan gud." You simply state.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Thank you for reading my little story!

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

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¹ Footnotes - real life people & fanfiction

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

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

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

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

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

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² Footnotes - babbling translation:

¹* "Sorry old lady!"

²* "Do you want to play?"

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

⁴* "Okay."

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

⁶* "Yes, (we had) fun without you!"

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

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

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

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

¹¹* "So, Garrett (is) smmal too?"

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

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

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

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countlessimagines · 6 years

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No PDA! [ Andrew Siwicki x Reader ]

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

Warnings: None!

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

Also, this is really short, sorry!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#andrew siwicki #andrew siwicki x reader #andrew siwicki imagine #shane dawson #shane #shane dawson imagine #shane dawson x reader #garrett watts #garrett watts x reader #ryland adams #morgan adams #youtube #youtuber #youtube imagine #youtuber imagine #imagine #x reader

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avenging-fandoms · 6 years

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requested: omg best friend!garret x reader fsm post!! (sorry it’s only two posts, it’s the only photos i could find that’d be garrett related)

#garrett watts #shane and friends #harry potter #garrett watts x reader #bestfriend!garrett

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thetrashwriter · 6 years

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Imagine being the boyfriend of garrett and having this conversation with him

#garrett watts #short imagine #garrett #garrett watts short imagine #garrett watts x reader

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garrettwattsaesthetics · 6 years

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Queen Mary

Chapter 5/?

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Section Title: “Chipotle Tattoo”

Pairings: Garrett/Reader, Shane/Ryland

Warnings: Mild swearing, Fear of Needles, Comforted Self-dislike

Word Count: 1,615

Prompt: Garrett/Reader in the entire Queen Mary series

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Last time in “Queen Mary”:

“Garrett, did you already start eating?” Shane asked, and you noticed Garrett had begun eating some Cheez-its.

“Ew, you opened it from the bottom,” Morgan accused, genuinely disgusted.

“Me,” Garrett giggled out and you rolled your eyes.

Now:

“We should do it at the top of the Jeep!” Shane offered.

“All of us? There’s no way we’ll all fit up there,” You pointed out.

“Triggered!” Shane sang, admitting that you were right. Instead you all opted to sit on the concrete edge of the parking lot.

You sat with your legs over Garrett’s and to his left. Next to Garrett to his right was Ryland and Morgan with Shane on the farthest end opposite to you. Andrew stood with the camera so that he could capture everyone with a focus on Morgan, who would be answering the questions.

“Okay, time for a Q and A,” Shane chuckled. Ryland pulled out a phone and took a photo of everyone to his right. You took this opportunity of being off the camera’s focus to snuggle closer to Garrett.

You placed your arms around his neck and he placed his at your waist to hold you against him sideways.

“Question number one; are you single?” Shane prodded, making his signature expression.

Morgan threw on her glasses and smoothly replied, “Oh. Always have been, probably always will be.”

“Who’s your dream man?” Shane added as a follow up.

“Josh Peck,” she replied without hesitation.

Garrett’s eyes went wide, “That is very obtainable.”

Cutting through the unintelligible murmuring she added, “or Kevin Jonas. Both are married but that never stopped anyone.”

“You need to find somebody that is available,” Ryland sighed.

A handful of other questions were thrown around before one caught your attention.

“If you had to choose between dating Garrett, me, or Ryland—“ everyone paused at the addition of Ryland before moving on and choosing to ignore it, “—Who would you pick?”

Your grip tightened slightly on Garrett and he rubbed your back.

“Oh god,” Morgan laughed, “I would pick Shane.”

“Woah, woah, woah,” Ryland threw his hands up defensively, “You’re coming for my man?”

“Really? Why?” Shane exclaimed.

“I feel like we relate on a lot of levels. And that Y/N would kill me if I said Garrett,” she answered.

You laughed and nodded, “Probably.”

You zoned out as they said everything else, lost in watching Garrett’s small quirks and twitches as he spoke.

All of a sudden Shane called for you both, “Stop making out over there! What do you guys think we could do to get Chipotle to give her a celebrity card?”

You both pulled away slightly and Garrett was the first to answer, “Oh! Higher an airplane to write Chipotle in the sky! Oh my god.”

“You know what gets attention in the media? Tattoos,” You added.

“Oh yeah! People get crazy tattoos,” Garrett smiled.

“Like across my forehead?” Morgan spoke as she drew a line where she imagined the tattoo would be.

“Have you ever wanted a tattoo though?” Garrett asked, hesitantly.

“Not a permanent one, maybe only one in here,” she showed the inside of her lip.

“You would get Chipotle tattooed on your fucking lip?” Shane attempted to confirm.

Her smile widened, and as she agreed Ryland interrupted, “No, as her brother I have to step in and say no here.”

“Why?” Morgan pouted.

“Because! I’m her older brother and my mom isn’t here, we’ll just send her back and I’m going to die,” he explained.

“But it is a good title, a good thumbnail, and a good video; Chipotle on her lip,” Shane retorted, then shifted his focus to Morgan, “Would you actually do it?”

As they figured out the intricacies of whether or not she would get a tattoo, you zoned out and stared at the clouds.

“Garrett, find a tattoo parlor!” Shane ordered.

“Wait, are you serious? Are we doing this?” Garrett’s voice raised two octaves as he spoke, clearly surprised that it was going to actually happen. You remained silent on this one. You were sort of squeamish around needles, but for a video you figured you could handle it.

A young girl interrupted to ask for a picture and you all happily obliged. Garrett then called the tattoo parlor and stepped away from the group to talk to them over the phone.

“So, Y/N, how are you feeling about this?” Shane prompted, cameras now off.

“Pretty good, I guess,” you weren’t going to say anything about your fear, but you couldn’t help but blurt out, “I’m kind of afraid of needles.”

“Oh! You don’t have to stay inside while she’s getting it, if you don’t want to,” Ryland offered.

You smiled, “I think I’ll be okay, but I’ll keep it in mind.”

“For sure. Don’t worry about the video if you have to step out,” Shane added.

You nodded and Garrett came back into the group, “I found a place! It’s all set up for an hour and a half from now.”

“Great!” You grinned, “What should we do in the meantime?”

“I don’t know, actually. We can’t go get food, because we’re going to Chipotle when she gets the tattoo,” Shane contemplated for a moment, “Might as well head over there.”

“We could just sit in the cars and talk,” Ryland suggested.

“That seems a little boring,” Morgan pointed out, “But I guess we don’t have anything better.”

As you began to get into the Jeep, Morgan asked if she could go back to the G wagon, “The Jeep smells and it’s so gross.”

“Fine,” Shane rolled his eyes. Andrew hopped in next to Morgan, while Shane and Ryland took the two front seats with Ryland driving, of course.

“Guess it’s just us again,” Garrett chuckled, and you both got in.

“There’s no one I’d rather be stuck with,” you replied, clicking your seatbelt in.

He pulled out and began to drive first in order to have them follow. It took just under fifteen minutes to arrive.

The parking lot you were in had a nice view of the city and the sky. You let out a sigh and he took your hand.

“What a day,” You whispered, filling the silence of the night.

“Just wait until we get to the Queen Mary,” he grinned knowingly.

“I have a confession to make,” your eyes fell and his hand squeezed your softly.

“Oh?” He started, “I mean, go ahead. You can tell me anything.”

“I’m afraid of needles,” You cringed inwardly at your own childishness.

He let out a sigh of relief, “Okay, we’ll hang out outside then.”

“I don’t want to ruin your fun,” You frowned, turning away from him. It might have been hard for him to comprehend, but this fear of yours was something you were deeply ashamed of. It wasn’t an easy thing to admit.

“Hey, hey...” His voice was soft and careful, “Look at me..”

You reluctantly turned your head, tears threatening to pour out, and you felt so stupid for the entire situation.

“No, don’t cry,” he smiled sympathetically and placed his hand on your cheek. A single tear fell from your eye and he wiped it off with his thumb. You attempted to laugh in order to alleviate some of the tension and to prevent more tears.

His eyes grew watery seeing you like this, and you rested your forehead against his.

“I’m such a burden..” you tried to keep the thought in your head, but it made its way out anyways.

“Y/N... That’s not true at all,” he reassured, “You’re not a burden. You’re a blessing.”

Both of you were such a mess, and you couldn’t hold back from hugging him. It was moderately awkward since you were in the front seat of a car, but you managed.

He held onto the back of your head and rubbed your back as you cried into his shoulder. You choked out a laugh and muttered, “I don’t even know why I’m crying anymore.”

“Me neither,” he mimicked your laughter and you tried to comfort him by giving him a gentle squeeze.

When you began to regain your composure he placed a soft kiss on your lips, “I’m going to let them know that we won’t be going in, okay? Do you think you’ll be alright here alone for a minute? You don’t have to be.”

You appreciated his concern but you brushed it off, “Garrett, I’ll be fine. I’m sorry for this.”

“Don’t be,” He pecked your lips one last time and smiled, “and don’t go anywhere.”

With that he turned around and walked over to the G wagon.

You saw their faces wash with concern and you hated making them feel that way. You hadn’t been around needles for a while, but even you weren’t aware that it was this bad. You figured that most of the crying didn’t come from the idea of the needles, but rather that you didn’t want to be a burden to them.

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falcqns · 3 years

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

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

☼ 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Andrew Siwicki x Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#andrew siwicki imagine #andrew siwicki x reader #andrew siwicki #andrew siwicki x you #andrew siwicki x y/n #garrett watts

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garrettandadnrew · 2 years

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Ngl this Tumblr update kinda ugli

#garrett smile #garrett and andrew #andrew and garrett #garrett watts #garrett #andrew siwicki and garrett watts #andrew siwicki x reader #andrew siwicki #andrew and Garrett #soft boys #soft boys youtubers

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aesthetixhoe · 3 years

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wasted A.S

warnings: drinking

word count: 619

pronouns used: she/her

Garrett, Andrew, and [Y/n] never expected their break-into-Coachella-heist to work...but it did. They'd all planned on getting kicked out, just admitting defeat. Instead, they were dancing, laughing, and drinking (more [y/n] doing the drinking than anyone else) while music was bumping through the speakers.

[Y/n] was on around her fourth, fifth cup. She couldn't remember at this point, the only thing keeping her standing was the music which she tried to dance to, and using various locations to hold her up.

"Aaaaandr... Andrewww!" she slurred out trying to be louder than the music but failing.

"[y/n,] are you ok?" the ginger asked, at her pale complexion. She simply nodded through another drink.

"I-I.. I think-k I n-need to go..." she said dragging out the "o."

Andrew looked at Garrett seeming happy talking with other people Andrew couldn't quite recognize because of the lights. He grabbed [Y/n]'s arm gently setting her cup down, and walking over to Garrett.

"Hey! I'm taking [Y/n] home. She's really drunk!" he yelled over the music.

Garrett looked behind him watching [Y/n] lean her body completely against Andrew's, clinging onto his hoodie for support.

"Yup, she's wasted!" Garrett giggled out. "Yeah, go ahead and take her home. I can get a cab!" he laughed again.

After a long car ride of [Y/n] letting out "ooh" and "ahh"s at all the neon signs from the street. He pulled into the drive, unbuckling his seat belt, [Y/n] following suit. He also opened his door, expecting the girl to do the same, except this time she didn't.

Andrew looked at her, silently asking for an explanation, which she gave a few moments later.

"I can't move... It makes me dizzy." she frowned. "C-Can you carry me?" she asked, smiling excitedly.

He groaned before answering. "Fine, but you have to open the doors and hold the camera." he said looking her in the eyes, knowing her answer when she smiled wider.

He managed to get her up and out of the car, scooping her up and her grabbing the camera off th top of the car. They opened the various doors on the way to the bedroom.

Andrew laid [Y/n] down getting a water bottle and a bottle of Advil from the kitchen and bathroom. Walking back into the bedroom he found she'd manage to not throw up.

He'd sat the bottles down on the bedside table. Getting her purse and finding her phone in it, placing it beside the bottles. He managed to tug off her shoes. He'd pull the covers over her and basically tucked her in. She hadn't said a word until he started to leave, choking out a "stay."

"W-What!?" he stuttered, cheeks turning refer than they already were.

"Stay. At least till I... Fall asleep. I wanna cuddle..." she trailed off, pulling the covers back beside her.

He pulled off his shoes and hoodie trying to cool down. He thought he'd managed to, sliding under the covers, until [Y/n] threw her arm over his stomach, nuzzling her face into his neck.

There it was. The oh-so-familiar feeling of butterflies in his stomach. He'd get them almost all the time he was around [Y/n,] them starting about three months ago and they never subsided.

He'd just roll with it, she was drunk after all. He'd thought that until she un-hid her face, looking up at him adorably, whispering a quiet "I like you Andrew."

He looked down shocked, a matching red tint on both their cheeks as their eyes met. "I like you too, [Y/n.]"

#andrew siwicki #andrew siwicki x reader #garrett watts #cochella #x reader #reader insert

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storiesforallfandoms · 3 years

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wear my hoodie ~ andrew siwicki

word count: 1066

request?: yes!

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

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

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

pairing: andrew siwicki x female!reader

warnings: swearing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I told you, you gotta catch up!”

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

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

“You guys are gross,” Garrett teased.

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

“Don’t give me false hope, (Y/N).”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Are you sure? You might get cold.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What?! It’s only 2am,” Garrett said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#andrew siwicki #andrew siwicki imagine #andrew siwicki x reader #imagine #one shot #request #garrett watts #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom

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toomanyfandomssos · 4 years

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sleepywriter84 · 4 years

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Locked In: Chapter 2- Quiet Movie Night

An Andrew Siwicki x Reader Fanfic

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thanks for saving me back there”

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

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

“What are you watching?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That’s fine by me”

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

#andrew siwicki #andrew siwicki x reader #shane dawson #andrew siwicki imagines #ryland adams #garrett watts #morgan adams #quarantine

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magebang-blog · 5 years

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Part 1 Garrett Watts x Male Reader

So heres the thing. You were definitely intrested in dating men, but you weren't quite as out there with it as some of your friends. So tonight really came as a shock to one of your friends. Shane, his editor went out of town so you were taking his place to help Shane edit his videos. You were sitting on his couch with your laptop, Shane had went outside to meet the postmate.

[So nobody is confused we are now in your perspective.]

I was trying to cut down some of the more empty sections of his video. I was making good time considering I was about done with this episode. It wasn't 'til this last section that i got distracted. Garrett was on the screen just being himself and making jokes. Granted, they were funny but the clip really wasn't going to make sense to anybody but the small group. However, I was to distracted by his sweet smile, and boisterous laugh, to actually work. I wasn't pulled out of my stairing until Shane sat down next to me with the food.

"What is this? " Shane asked while he pulled out his chips and guac.

"Oh, nothing it's just Garrett." I said clearing my throat slightly as i set my work aside to eat. Shane's face took the expression I could only read as confusion. "What?"

"I don't know, you sounded weird ." He half joked, I laughed shaking my head. "Wait no, I'm serious. Something seemed really wierd about what you just said." He didn't seem upset just curious.

"It's nothing. It's just...can I tell you something?" It's not that big of a deal. Shane isn't homophobic by any means, but it's still one of his best friends.

"Well yeah, I mean technically I asked."

"Okay, well, I just have some feeling for Garrett. It's not anything huge, it's just. I don't know like I said it's nothing." Shane shifted with his shock, trying to comprehend what I just said. He grabbed his camera and pointed it at me I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, so repeat what you just said!"

"Shane stop, Why are you recording?"

"Because this is a big deal!"

"I literally just said it wasn't" I was trying not to laugh but failed. Being serious isn't always my strong suit.

"Tell the camera what you just said." Shane said once again, I groan and comply.

"I was just telling Shane that I have a small thing for Garrett."

"So your telling me, that you have a crush on Garrett, the most AVAILABLE person on the planet, and you didn't think to say anything till now?" He was being serious but obviously trying to keep the mood light so I wasn't uncomfortable.

"Well I don't really date often so even if he said yes I wouldn't know what to do with myself anyway."

"Thats what I'm for!" Shane suddenly laughs. "This is Andrews understudy by the way." This time I laugh to. "No but seriously the only reason Garrett hasn't said anything is because he thinks your straight. Much like i did five minutes ago."

"Yeah but I don't want to go through the awkwardness of telling him not only do I like guys but I also like him."

"Okay so let's say the option to go out with Garett was out there. Would you do it?"

"Yes hudred percent."

"Well hopefully that situation will arise." Shane laughed as he looked at the camera.

"Wait no!" I laugh

"It's to late I already planned the wedding!"

#garrett watts x male reader #garrett watts #shane squad #shane dawson

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countlessimagines · 6 years

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Tomorrow Morning [ Andrew Siwicki x Reader ]

Summary: Andrew, his girlfriend, and Garrett go on an adventure.

A/N: So many people requested Andrew so here is another imagine with the cutest person in the world!

Dedicated to : @hannahz3

Warnings: If you count the level of cuteness, drinking

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Andrew was currently filming Garrett trying to dance while you both laughed at him. He looked ridiculous and you couldn’t bear to watch him humiliate himself more.

You snaked your arms around Andrew’s waist as he continued to film the idiotic dancing.

“Garrett, you’re going to literally break your back,” You said over the music, which made both men laugh loudly.

“Okay, fine, I’ll stop!” Garrett dramatically, walked off but came back into the camera’s view and danced crazily.

“And to think, I could have been cuddling with you at home right now,” you whispered into your boyfriend’s ear as he shut off the camera.

Andrew turned to you, worried you weren’t having fun, “We could go home if you want-“

“Nah, I’m enjoying you two making fools of yourself,” You giggled.

The three of you were obviously tipsy, so you all headed out more into the festival because Garrett was being Garrett.

“Okay, if I proposed to you right now, what would you do?” Andrew asked you while Garrett went around trying to get people to high five him or give him a hug.

You stopped walking, turned off the camera yourself, and looked Andrew dead in the eye, “What are you playing at?”

“Just askin’,” He mumbled and put one arm around your waist. “I mean, we’ve been dating for three years now.”

“Okay, we’ve had too much to drink, I’m cutting you off now,” You told him and placed a hand on his cheek. “If you want, you can ask me again tomorrow morning.”

You then simply grabbed the camera from his hand and followed after Garrett who was most likely going to get slapped if he didn’t calm down.

Andrew smiled from where he stood, briefly touching the velvet box in his pocket.

The next morning, you woke up in Andrew arms. With a groan, you buried your face deeper into his chest to avoid the sunlight.

“Well, good morning, sleeping beauty,” He mumbled before placing a kiss on your head.

“I feel like death,” you said to him, looking up at him slowly. “All I remember is Garrett being bizarre and drinking and dancing and - oh.”

“‘Oh’, what?” He said, playing with your fingers absentmindedly.

“Nothing, nothing,” you grinned as a blush took over your cheeks. “Just something about a proposal, but it was probably just the alcohol speaking.”

“Oh! That!” Andrew said and momentarily slipped away from you to grab something from the night stand. He wrapped one arm around you again and placed the small velvet box in your hand.

“You’re kidding me,” You said with wide eyes. “Andrew-“

“Before you say anything, if you do want to wait, I’ll willing to also. If you don’t want to at all, I understand. And if I start acting nervous, I’m sorry,” He said in a jumble of words.

“Andrew, sweetie,” you said and placed your warm hand on his cheek. “I want to marry you.”

He jumped a little in the bed, “Seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously,” You smiled brightly at him.

“You don’t know how relieved I am to hear that. I was panicking the other night thinking you’d say no-“

You knew he would keep rambling on so you leaned in and met his lips with yours. He kissed you back eagerly with gentleness.

With a slow pull away, a smile was on both of your faces.

Then, Andrew said, “Morgan said you wouldn’t say yes. She now owes me twenty bucks.”

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softsiwickii · 6 years

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Muse (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

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

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

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

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

@andrewsiwicki tagged you in a post.

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

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

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

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

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

———

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

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

“Uh yeah sure” Andrew replied

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#andrew siwicki x reader #andrew siwicki #shane and friends #shane x ryland #shane dawson #Andrew siwicki blurbs #andrew siwicki imagine #andrew x reader #shane dawson x reader #garrett watts

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