Hey do you have any reblog drafts or saved links i can use on the wayback machine to find the "Velvet Haze" fic? I'm trying to find it since the author deactivated. plzzzzz helppp
Hello dear! I tossed and turned around and reviewed all the fanfic reblog tags, and found almost every chapter of this amazing fanfic called "Velvet Haze". I couldn’t find chapter 2, I'm so sorry. The others are here:
Chapter 1: Green Green Dress
Chapter 3: Sweet Disposition
Chapter 4: A Sufficiently Clear Admission
Chapter 5: Tortured By The Expectation Of Pleasure
first things first, let’s not dig too deep and try to be too realistic about this, it’s a cute and fun idea ALSO this shit can very easily be assigned to Peter because... i don’t know... reasons
andrew absolutely does have the means to fly business class BUT for whatever reason he ends up flying economy this once, and it is as awful as we can all imagine right? babies are screaming, some guy is already throwing up and the flight attendant asks him to switch to some other seat for whatever reason, which he would not mind, he has headphones and a book, he has a bunch of episodes of the tv show he’s currently watching saved in his ipad, it doesn’t really matter to him where he sits
as annoying as it is, he manages to plough his way through the boarding passengers to his newly assigned seat which happens to be on the other side of the plane, he is very much certain that one of the levels of hell looks like this because there is only so many pushes into his back and nudges into his ribs that he can take after having waited for this plane for hours
he believes to have reached his destination, puts his things away and gets comfortable on his seat, just when an elderly lady speaking very fast and in a language that is completely unknown to him approaches him, he does not speak her language, but numbers are luckily consistent in their numeric form and in the moment she starts waving her boarding pass in front of his face he realizes what’s the problem
one desperate look around, hoping to see a flash of a fly attendant somewhere to get this issue sorted, he is certain that this is the seat he was sent to but the lady does not have the patience for any of that and so he retreats
his eyes land on a presumably empty spot nearby, well empty as it can be with the young woman who seems to be getting comfortable on this neighbouring seat of hers, her face is filled with joy and he understands why, two sears for yourself does feel like a jackpot in here
and then he ruins it, the glee fades away and he cannot even feel offended when she just huffs at his apologies and explanations, after all, it has been a long day for all of them
the plane takes off and while up in the air he catches her stealing looks at his screen, it’s the soft and quiet chuckle at one of the scenes that gives it away, his own amusement is bubbling in his chest but he contains in order to not disturb the drowsy passengers around them
he glances at her with a smile on his lips, a friendly expression she turns away from, probably feeling too embarrassed by being caught in the act but once he tilts the screen some more, ensuring that she has a good enough view from her spot, she shifts a bit closer
two episodes later her sleepy head has unwillingly dropped to his shoulder and her hair are tickling him on his neck but he doesn’t have the cruelty in him to move her but rather closes his eyes as well and allows the exhaustion of the day to take over
𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 ; ahhh!! hi everybody it’s been so long sense i’ve consistently been on here and i wanna get back to writing!! however, i’ve been in a bit of a funk and i have a bit of writers block. i have no shortage of ideas but i have no idea how to start with my writing so i thought hey what if i did an event? and let all you lovely beautiful people help me get started :] so lets have some fun as this is is my first event therefore please be kind. now, lets get down to what you are all waiting for-
𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 -
→ just like my bio states my whole blog is 18+, this event is no exception. there will be fluff as well as smut and therefor minors please do not interact!! be respectful of my boundaries please.
→ 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 : all i ask is you be respectful and kind when asking me to wrote for and do not pester me if i don’t write yours right away. my writers block pay prove to me more stubborn and it might take me some time. also please do not send me asks after the time duration for the event has passed.
→ 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 : june 10th - june 20th
→ 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 : andrew garfield, tasm!peter/peter 3, moonknight/marc sceptor and steven grant, tom hiddleston, loki laufeyson, bucky barnes
𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 -
headcanons — send me one or some of your favorite headcanons, weather that be common ones or personal ones. i will gladly write about it even if it isnt something i personally headcanon about said character. only rules are you have to tell me who the head cannon is for and it has to follow my blog rules which can be found in my navigation which is in my bio. if you send me one of a character not on the participants list i will not be writing it.
one word titles — give me a simple short and sweet one word title and a character and ill write a little blurb maybe even more depending how far my brain wants to run with said title. it can be any word as long it follows my rules and its not something id be uncomfortable with.
dialogue prompts — send me a prompt from now of the lists below (please please specify which prompt as well as which list its on) and one of the characters listed before and i’ll write a little blurb surrounding said prompt.
→ smut prompts
→ fluff prompts
→ soft & sweet prompts
→ angsty prompts
daily thought — send me your random thoughts about any of thr participants or just any marvel characters etc. id love to talk about those even which i don’t write for or aren’t listed for this event. ill let you know what i think as well as maybe write a little something depending if it inspires me. send me any kind of thoughts; sweet, angsty, slutty, anything you think of :]
𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧 ; and off wet go my loves don’t be afraid to just start up a conversation with me as well my loves. i’d love to just chat about our favorite characters, i have penalty other fictional crushes which i don’t write for :] so don’t be scared to send me an ask or even a message just to talk!!
summary: you and andrew kept falling into each others' arms, no matter the tears and the sadness that comes with it
words: 789
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You woke up in a bed. A bed you knew by heart. But a bed that wasn’t yours.
You tried to make as little noises as possible while you put the cover away. You were not surprised being naked underneath. Wasn’t like you considered dressing up after having sex with Andrew. But now you had to search for your dress. And the only light you had was the one coming behind the curtains.
While looking for it on the floor, you had to contain yourself from looking back at the man in the bed. You couldn’t see Andrew’s face: he had in his arm over the bottom half, and his hair was hiding his eyes. It was probably better like that. You knew you would fall if you gave him one look.
It was so easy to fall for him each time. “I miss you,” he would whisper while kissing your neck. “It’s not the same without you [y/n],” he would cry in your hair while his hand is going under your dress. “You’re the only one I love,” he would promise against your lips while his fingers are working under your underwear.
You tried to fight it last night when you saw him at the premiere. You tried to smile politely, hoping he would understand that you wouldn’t resist him if he came closer. You tried to ignore him when you saw him walking to you. But you let go all your resolutions when you heard his voice calling your name. He was so charming. You really wished this could work out.
But after trying too many times, you knew now that it was a losing battle.
You only had put on your dress when he talked. “Don’t…” was the only thing he said. Don’t run away. Don’t leave me.
Don’t break my heart, you wanted to say. But you couldn’t. Because no matter the number of times Andrew Garfield would break your heart, you could never be mad at him. Because you knew it wasn’t his fault. You were two burning souls who kept running back into each other’s arms to consume their love. But once it was over, there was just aches from broken heart.
“I can’t do that, Andy.” You replied, still not looking at him. You knew his eyes would be shinning because of the tears in it. You knew his lips would be trembling because he wanted to cry at the thought of losing you again. You had to be the strong one. That’s why you kept looking for your shoes and your bag.
He didn’t want to let you go this easily. Andrew sat up on his bed and bent to catch your arms. Your skin was so soft against his touch, just like it was last night when he made love to you. “Maybe we can find a way to…” you didn’t let him finish. You turned over him and the first thing he saw was the single tear coming from your eye.
“I can’t Andrew, don’t you get that? I can't be your friend. I can't be your lover!” you screamed with a broken voice. A knot formed in your throat. You thought you wouldn’t be able to finish. But you had to. “I can't be the reason we hold back each other from falling in love” you broke down. Tears were now running down your face.
Andrew didn’t hesitate a second, despite his own tears blurring his vision. He took you his arms and rocked you slowly. He knew how hard it was for you. Because it was hard for him too.
Being with you was like a drug. When you were there, it was amazing, the most beautiful moment of his life. But once it was over and you were gone, he was having such a hard time. And each time he promised himself he wouldn’t do it again. And each time he saw you, he fell for you.
Once you started to calm down, you looked at him and meet his sad eyes. “I need you to stay a good memory to me. We had to stop before my love for you becomes hate.” You whispered like a shy request. Saying it at loud would make it more real. Maybe like that you would both be able to convince yourself that last night was a fever dream. And that this dream ended with a silent promise.
Because Andrew didn’t answer with word. He just gave you a kiss on the forehead. Like he did every time, you would say goodbye.
And like that, you knew it was your time to leave this bed you knew by heart.
For the past week, I've been indulging in the scenario of Andrew attending his high school and he's asking his girlfriend (reader) to come with him. But reader tells him that they have a performance/something to shoot on that day so she can't attend. Of course he understands and goes to the reunion without her. During the reunion, there is an announcement that there will be special performances then the melody of "Come to Your Senses" from Tick Tick Boom starts playing then the curtain rises to reveal the reader singing Alexandra's part and beside her is Emma Stone singing Vanessa's part
Hey, first of all your imagines give me life, second of all, I've been thinking about how andrew would act if the reader was a virgin and/ or if she was like 19 years younger than him (definitely not me). In my mind it wouldn't be weird 'cause he has a teen spirit but yeah if you can right a blurb about that I'd really appreciate it! 🦋
Heya! :)
Here are some thoughts I expressed about him dating someone younger - i think i still stand by this one lol, so give it a read if you'd like
With the virginity thing.... I think it would very much depend. How do they feel about virginity? Do they view it as something precious that should be treasured or just a concept that society makes way too much fuss around?
If it's the first, he would be way more thoughtful about that and probably would like to discuss and check that the partner does feel sure, confident and secure about this because it's obviously something that is very important for them.
If it's the second, he would just make sure that they have a great time.
Andrew helping a reader who’s stressed with work and assignments? Like he’d be so supportive and would be all sweet like bringing cups of tea whilst you’re sitting at your laptop giving you a little forehead kiss and saying “I’m so proud of you” before leaving you to get on with it but he just keeps coming in every hour or so to check how you’re getting on and will put his arm around your chair as he leans down to check you’ve spelt something correctly or what you’re trying to say makes sense? Ugh please my stressed out brain needs relief
I feel you.
And so would he.
You are at your wit's end and just rest your head on the table, hoping for the sky to collapse or whatever because it honestly sounds like way more fun than what you are currently dealing with. He's at home, trying not to disturb you but occasionally peeks in to check on you, sometimes he walks in, sometimes he sees you deep in thought and so he tiptoes away again to not interrupt anything.
When he sees you like this though, he knows that things aren't good and carefully makes his way in, asking if there's anything he can do to help? Sometimes you just need to rant and so he listens, sometimes you need to tell those things you've been writing out loud and to someone to see if they even make sense. It happens once or twice that you cut yourself off in the middle of a sentence because "this is complete bullshit" and he frowns, prompting you to continue. Maybe the issue was in your head and caused by the fact that you wrote, read, re-wrote, deleted and then wrote the same sentence bunch of times now but objectively.... there's nothing wrong with it. Or maybe he tilts his head a bit to the side and scrunches up his nose ever so slightly before saying "yeah, maybe let's go give this one a bit more thought"
Blurb: detective Andrew?! Not going to be able to cope when under the banner of heaven comes out🤠 something about it is just so attractive to me
detective!andrew is hot okay, your coping concerns are valid
i'm torn between the following ideas:
detective!andrew is way more experienced than you and you're sort of shadowing him, which lowkey pisses him off because while he sees the benefits in it for someone who's just starting out, you do have A LOT of questions and ideas that slow him down, but then you save his ass and he obviously cannot be a douche anymore?
your ass doesn't get put in prison so that you can help them with a case they have been working on and you have a shit ton of information about, and while some fellow detectives jokes about how at least he got stuck with someone better than the usual type of dudes they get, he does not see it as an advantage at all because his physical attraction and his moral compass battle with each other every day
there's also the concept of a morally corrupted detective!andrew, which makes me feel some type of way
