#zsakuva andrew marston

[aestheticpearl]

𝐞𝐱 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐟 ! 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧

calling (more like texting, ha i’m hilarious) all andrew simps

.love always <3 pearl

.masterlist

#pearl’s ❤︎ works #zsakuva #sakuverse #sakuverse texts #sakuverse andrew marston #zsakuva andrew marston #zsakuva andrew #andrew marston #zsakuva audio #zsaku headcanons #zsaku fan fic #zsakuva fan fic #zsaku

[azulaoi]

Old AA writings: Life with Andrew (Revised ver.)

Andrew x Darling (M4A)

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: idk lol, see end of notes.

✨This writing is SFW✨

Life with Andrew

By: Azulaoi

"Goodness, I'm so tired," you sighed as you put your highlighters aside and stretched. Its been a rough start ever since you started working as a part-time writing editor, with an overload of papers needing to be tended. Although it was truly difficult, you knew taking a job opportunity would be very important for you and Andrew's income. This was also a great chance to build up your work experience.

With so much in mind, you thought, "hm... I want to relax. I don't want to put too much thought into this." You look around the room, "seems like Andrew isn't home yet.". Andrew started working full-time at the British Museum. It wasn't too surprising since he was previously a university professor. Plus, he's been working on achieving his PHD for the time being also. Seeing him busy most of the time, made you feel somewhat lonely... But you knew that he would make time for you. Even if it's the littlest time, you both cherished it nevertheless.

You got up and walked towards the kitchen to hear the front door handle twist. The door opens swiftly, revealing a tall slender suited man with string glasses. "Andrew! You are finally home!", you smiled and blushed as you rushed towards him, giving him a big hug. He chuckles, "heh, missed me?". You nuzzle your head against his chest, "of course I have! Why wouldn't I? To be honest, I've been missing you ever since you walked out of the door this morning.". He smiles, giving you a kiss on your forehead, "I also missed you too, [name].".

You slightly pull away from his embrace, caressing his cheek gently. "He looks... Tired," you thought. Moving your hand smoothly against his soft skin, he couldn't help but hold your hand in return. "Your hands are cold...", he says raising his eyesbrows. You quickly moved your hands away apologizing, "I am sorry! It's been cold for the past couple of days. My hands have been freezing drastically...". He shakes his head smiling, "aha, it's alright. Your hands aren't that cold, darling. So, don't apologize.". He pats your head and makes his way to the bedroom.

You follow him towards the room, only to see him undressing himself; loosening his tie, removing it with his slim fingers. Your eyes widen when he begins to unbutton his shirt, slowly sliding it smoothly off his elegant torso. You felt your cheeks burn at the sight of his exposed chest. "How long are you going to stand there?", he says slightly raising his voice. Caught from your stare, you jumped. You walked into the bedroom, your cheeks blazing hot in embarrassment. You sighed, "alright... You got me.". He throws a smirk at your direction and continues to undress.

He sits on the edge of the bed, tilting his head to the side, giving you a desired look. You apologized once more, "I'm sorry for lurking like that.". He laughs, "haha! No, it's okay. I don't mind it, I kind of like it. Love the way you look at me, especially when your cheeks are bright red.". You pout in response as he gets up and grabs a towel from his nightstand. "Are you going going to bathe?", you asked. He replied, "after a long day of work, of course. As you said earlier, it's been quite cold for the past few days, including today. A warm bath should suffice.". He walks towards the bathroom but stops midway, turning to you, "you are free to join me, if you like. I wouldn't mind some company.".

Many thoughts whirled around your mind, like a whirlwind. But only a question remained, "should I join him? I don't want to seem like a bother to him. Then again, he did say he wouldn't mind some company.". You were indecisive and couldn't make up your mind at that moment.

After much deliberation, you decide not to disturb him. "I think I'll join him next time. I want him to have some time to himself," you thought to yourself, "while I'm at it, I'll brew him some tea for now.". As you begin to turn on the stove, you were suddenly reminded of something, "crap, we don't have anymore tea...". You thought of heading to the store to get more, but you were too tired to go out. To make up for the loss of tea, you settled on some wine.

Other than wine, there wasn't anything else to drink. "I think it's best to go grocery shopping tomorrow. We are missing a lot.", you sighed, "maybe I'll order dinner tonight, but I'll wait to see what he wants to eat.". You patiently paced around the kitchen for a bit, then sat by the counter; watching Oscar and Wilde swim aimlessly in their fish bowl.

Not much long, you hear the bathroom door click, revealing a handsome wet hair figure standing in front of bathroom door way. "Sorry for the long wait. Showers really do take up a significant amount of time," he laughs. Your cheeks once again, began to flush wildly from the sight of him. You wanted to look away but you couldn't take your eyes off him. He looks at you with a confused look on his face, "are you... Okay? Is something the matter?". You couldn't say anything, but simply stand there as your cheeks continue to blush brighter.

Your eyes and mind wander about his wet features. Seeing his gorgeous messy dripping hair, droplets of water draped alongside his delectable skin, and a white towel wrapped around his waist. You've seen the same man half naked a thousand times, yet you still get flustered by the sight of him. You stare at his bare chest, avoiding his gaze, but catches your stare soon on. "[Name]? What's wrong? You've been staring at me for awhile. Do I have something on my face?", he asks raising an eyebrow. Your heart skips a beat and peer upwards to see his concerned eyes looking down at you. You blinked rapidly smiling, "I'm fine... Nothing to worry about!".

You didn't want to admit that you were staring and admiring each frame of this man's physique. You wanted to lessen the awkward between the both of you but your mind couldn't stop salivating about his body. Before you could speak up, Andrew sighs, "you don't need to tell me if you don't want to. I understand-", you interrupted him laughing, "haha! I wasn't holding anything personal against you. It's just...". Before you could express yourself, you gaze at his pecs making you hold your breath. "I want to tell him so badly...", you kept repeating to yourself.

You cleared your throat, "ahem, could I... Tell you something?". He replies with a small hmm. "Are you hungry?," you asked. He seemed a little surprised by your response but didn't question it, "not going to lie, yes. Other than a sandwich, I haven't eaten anything else today. What about you?". You two continue to converse about what you two wanted eat for dinner. You lose yourself in the conversation, forgetting the awkward moment you had a few minutes ago. However, you felt something suspicious behind those brown chocolate eyes of his. "Does he know?", you thought to youself, "no, I don't think he does...".

When you finished ordering the food you two agreed upon, Andrew heads back to the bedroom to change. You called out to him, "wait... Could you stay here a bit longer?". He turns and smiles at you, "don't worry, I'll be back. What? Do you like what you see?". You felt your heart go berserk as you screamed internally, "he knows!!". He chuckles, "aha, I'm joking! Unless?". He throws another smirk at you, sending a shiver of excitement down your spine. You roll your eyes at him, "oh my goodness, just go change! I don't want to be staring at you and your bare beautiful chest-," you clasp your mouth shut before you could elaborate any further.

Andrew looks at you wide eyed for a moment, followed by a few chuckles, "heh, I knew it. Staring at is no surprise when it comes to you, [name].". He then proceeds back into the bedroom. You slap your face grunting in disappointment, "he always gets me... But how though? Do I make it that obvious? Or is it because he's that good at catching people off guard?". Guess you'll never know...

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This writing is one of my writings from Twitter, originally part of my little "Life with Andrew" series. I went back to this writing to revise it a little bit since the first draft didn't look the best. If there are grammatical errors or just errors in general, I apologize 🥹.

FYI, if it says "Old AA writings" it means Old Azulaoi (AA for short) Writings.

Love y'all Crumpets!

- Azulaoi 💙

#zsakuva #zsakuva andrew #zsakuva andrew marston #andrew marston #zsakuva fan fic

[soscarlett1twas]

reunion

#sakuverse #zsakuva #andrew marston #isaac rhoades #zsakuva andrew #zsakuva isaac #isaac x andrew

[faeskiss]

ANDREW MARSTON??????

#sakuverse #zsakuva #zsakuva andrew #andrew marston #he’s pretty

[xzhdjsj]

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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♡ Xanthus

♡ Andrew

♡ Isaac

♡ Elias

♡ Jonah

♡ Kayson

♡ Zaros

♡ Azirel

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Man I love making these so muchhh‼️‼️

I hope you guys like them too muah😘💕

#zsakuva #sakuverse #asmr #xanthus #xanthus claiborne #andrew #andrew marston #isaac #isaac rhoades #elias #jonah #kayson #zaros #azirel

[belladonnadawn]

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 

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. 

Pattern banner from Cafekitsune

#zsakuva #sakuverse #andrew marston #but daddy i love him

[c-t-r-l14]

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. ❤️

#sakuverse #zsakuva #alex zsakuva #Andrew marston #Andrew zsakuva #reminding ya’ll yet again that Alex is the absolute worst and deserves nothing in life #Andrew is the true mvp #i really hope karma gets Alex back

[zsakuva]

Hello Saku :D Moi again, my apologies...

Before I ask the question, I just wanted to say that it's amazing to see a content creator interact this much with their viewers. I think I speak for us all when I say that you're awesome for creating such high-quality content and a fun community, King Crumpet! 👑

Ahem, now, I inquire something for incredibly important and serious science:

Andrew and Isaac. Who was the top?

I love reading all of your comments and responding to these questions!

This is such a vital question, isn't it? XD

To appease all those curious: Isaac was the top.

#zsakuva #sakuverse #isaac rhoades #andrew marston

[claiestve]

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

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

“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

#zsakuva #asmr #sakuverse #zsakuvaxreader #andrew #andrew marston

[pocketisla]

I love your drawings sosososo much 🫶🏽

could you draw Isaac Rhoades, our fav PI next?? 🤭😍

Sure! I miss Isaac as well as Andrew so have both Aaa

I love them both

He's my favorite sleeping aid I'm glad there's a sakuverse character I can relate to it's comforting

I'll draw more of daddy Isaac My art drafts of Isaac are so intimate sweet sad and hot 🪭💨😮‍💨🫣 Ill post them when they're done

If you want me to make free sakuverse feel free to use my ask box chuchu you can also tell me what you want them to do (⁠´⁠(⁠ｪ⁠)⁠｀)ﾉ It'll mostly be in black and white though and Ill color them if many peeps want But Luca's will be colored most of the time I MISS LUCA how dare he cremate him in stream 😤🫵🏻

#sakuverse #zsakuva #andrew #marston #isaac #rhoades

[elleneedsleep]

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:

#zsakuva #sakuverse #isaac rhoades #andrew marston

[aestheticpearl]

— 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭

[𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫] andrew marston

“what happened to the show you were watching darling?” andrew asks without even looking up from his work.

his question snaps out of your lovestruck daze and makes you realize that you’ve been staring at him in complete silence for longer than you’d care to admit.

“oh uh it just ended.”

andrew glances up at you through his glasses to look at your ‘caught-red-handed’ expression and chuckles lightly.

“darling your show ended a half hour ago. have you been staring at me the whole time?”

you pause before thinking of a response.

“the couch gives me the perfect view of you at your desk, i couldn’t help it.”

andrew returns his focus back to his work while shaking his head to himself at your response.

“so what’s the real reason for the long loving stares hm?” he asks, curiosity peaked.

“i just like to soak in the detail of your face that’s all, you’re very handsome you know.”

he can hear the smile in your voice when you call him handsome and he can’t help but grin to himself.

“so i’ve been told.”

“you should be told more often.”

andrew thinks back to when he was teaching and how he would often catch you stealing glances of him whenever you passed a class he was teaching that you weren’t in. originally he thought nothing of it, until you turned in that paper and flipped his whole world upside down.

“i think i’m told just enough.”

“you’re right, i won’t want you to get an even bigger ego.” you laugh as andrew redirects his attention back to you after the comment.

“even bigger?” he questions.

you nod your head and bite back a smile.

“i do not have an ego!” he exclaims, trying to fight the smile growing on his face due to your contagious smiling.

“okay professor.”

andrew stands and walks over to you as you sprawl yourself out more on the couch.

“wow not even going to make room for me?” you shake your head and he sighs.

“okay fine, i am going to make up some tea and by the time i get back you better have made room for me. the great british bake off is going to be on soon.”

“yes sir.” you give him a small salute as he exits to the kitchen to start the tea.

you flip the television on to the correct channel just in time for andrew to come back with tea in hand. you move to make room for him and he hands you your tea gently.

“thank you~”

“you’re welcome.” he plants a kiss on your forehead before sitting down next to you and you instinctively curl into him.

“i love you.”

“i love you too darling.”

you watch as andrew sips his tea and watches the show playing on the television. the sound seems to fade out as you continue watching him peacefully until you feel his finger placed on your cheek that moves you to face the television. you laughs and kiss andrew on the cheek before finally focusing on the show.

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[azulaoi]

𝘼 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

Andrew x Darling (M4F version)

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: You recently receive a package at your front door. Upon opening it, was the one thing that made your night worth fulfilling.

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This writing is for older and mature audiences only! Viewer discretion is advised. Enjoy :)

A Lovely Rainy Night

By: Azulaoi

Rain, lots of rain. That's all you heard. You and Andrew were stuck indoors for the entire day. You were so eager to go out and enjoy the Summer, only to get rainy weather for some reason. "It's been a week of nothing but rain! When is it going to end?" you thought to yourself. It was quite boring to stay inside with nothing to keep yourselves entertained. You both try to occupy yourselves... However, it became obviously dull.

Lost in thought, you didn't realize the door abruptly ringing for the past two minutes. You shake yourself to your senses and walk towards the door. Opening it, you see a big box on the door mat. You scratch your head in confusion, "what did I order? I don't remember ordering anything recently,". You grab the box and shake it. "It sounds pretty light," you thought. You peek your head out from the door to see if the delivery person was still around, yet you only see an empty hall. With a shrug you bring the box inside.

You set the box on the kitchen counter and read the sticker carefully, "[Name]. White lingerie 2pc.". "Lingerie?!" You said aloud. You read the box once again to see if your eyes were deceiving you. They weren't. It was the lingerie you ordered last week. You sigh and close your eyes in disappointment, "oh my gosh... How did I forget? Am I that stupid to remember anything nowadays? Do I have short term memory loss?!". Your mind begins to jump conclusions until you hear a gentle voice ring in your ears. "Are you okay, [name?]" he says whilst tilting his head to the side. You jolt in response, "I have short term memory loss!!". Blinking a couple times, he laughs at your response, "haha, no. I don't think you do.".

His eyes wander towards the box on the kitchen counter. Already knowing what he was going say, you spoke up, "I know I know... It's a box.". He raises his eyebrow, "a box of what?". You held your tongue back. You didn't want to say that it was a white 2pc lingerie set; it would've been an embarrassing response. So, you kept it as a surprise to him. "It's... A surprise! Yes! A surprise! It's my gift to you.". You smile at him, whilst he remained puzzled.

You give him a quick nudge on his shoulder, "haha, don't worry! You'll see when I put it on.". His confused expression slowly fades into a smirk. Seeing such seductive look on his face, you couldn't help but blush. "Wait, do you know what's in this box?" you asked. He hums while putting his index finger on his chin, making a thinking pose, "hmm... No? There are a few ideas mingling around but... I want to see for myself without spoiling it.". You nod at his response and gesture him back into the bedroom.

He lays on the bed, grabbing his book and glasses from the nightstand. He leans back against the head board, wrapping his hand behind his head. His slender fingers gracefully flips the pages to his bookmark, continuing where he left off; he lets the book consume his focus. You stare at him for a good five minutes until you realize that your white lingerie was waiting to be unboxed. You quickly head towards the bathroom to change, blushing at the thought of his reaction.

A few moments pass and you finally manage to put the outfit on. "Oh my gosh... I feel so naked," you said to yourself aloud. "I hope he'll like it... I didn't throw 84 quid out the window for nothing.". To add more suspense, you slip on a robe to hide it. After tying the robe, you look at yourself in the mirror. You took a few deep breaths to calm your beating heart. Even after taking in a couple deep breaths, your mind couldn't stop wandering. "Alright, let's go get laid," you sighed as you open the bathroom door softly.

You tip toe towards the bedroom, to see the door slightly closed. You were able to peek through the gap of the door, to see Andrew still glued to his book. You took another deep breath and quietly opened the door. You stood in front of the bed, waiting to gauge his reaction. He didn't notice you.

You stood there for a moment, still waiting for an answer. He kept flipping the pages of his wondrous book; his eyes never leaving the page. You knew that standing there wasn't going to get his attention, so you cleared your throat loudly. "Ahem, Andrew?". He blinked rapidly as if you broke him from a magical spell. He glanced up at you, raising an eyebrow. "Now that I got your attention," you said confidently as you untied the ropes, sliding the robe off your body. It felt as if your soul left along with the robe itself.

His gaze widens and his cheeks flush at the sight of his beloved. Your eyes pulled away from his stare, looking down at the floor. He puts his book down to examine you closely. You felt a pair of lustful eyes studying each inch of your body. "So... What do you think? Looks weird, doesn't it?" you nervously laughed. The man closely observing you was too stunned to speak, only the sexual silence between the both of you spoke.

Without breaking his gaze, he puts his book back onto his nightstand. "You..." he gasped. "You... You look... Absolutely breathtaking. With such a beautiful angelic face and as sinful of a body as yours... You are beyond gorgeous, darling.". You blushed wildly at his praises. "Come. Sit on my lap, [name]. I want to look at you more closely.". As you walk towards him slowly, you feel his gaze follow your every step. Taking off his glasses, you crawl onto the bed, and sat on his lap.

You smoothly let your hands rest on his shoulders whilst his hands met your waist. You look down at him as his lips form into a devious smirk. His thumb caressed your lips, letting out a sigh escape from his lips. "Goodness, I want you so fucking bad.". He then passionately plants his lips onto yours, making your heart race. Both of your tongues desperately dance together with grace. Gasps and sighs were shared in between kisses. His lips disconnect from yours, trailing his wet kisses down your delicate neck. You tilt your head to the side softly moaning, "Please mark me, Andrew...". He chuckles in response, "Much obliged, [name].". He presses his lips against your jugular, sucking it and biting it as he pleased, resulting in a hickey.

His lips drift across your neck down to your collar bone, leaving sweet kisses along your skin. Once his lips reach your cleavage, he stopped. You tilt your head downward, peering at him. "Hm? Why did you stop?", you asked in a vulnerable tone. He didn't answer, but instead cupped your right breast gently. "Andrew..." you moaned his name faintly. He pulls down your bra and lays his delectable lips on your nipple. He twirls his tongue around it, teasing you as you whimper under your breath.

He cups your other breast, fondling both of them. Wrapping your hands behind his head, you rustle his wavy brown hair. He takes his time to leave a few marks on your breasts, yet just as his kisses grew more intense he pulled away. He knew you were desperate for more, but something below his pants was saying a lot more. You felt his bulge in between your legs harden when you grind yourself on it. Hearing his groans and moans as you grind against him, he leans back and sighs in pleasure. "T... That's it, that's a good girl.". Hearing him say good girl flow through your ears not only made your cheeks flush, but it also fastened your hip movement.

The more you spent grinding against him, the more his bulge hardened. He was desperate for you and couldn't help himself anymore. So he grabs you and pins you down below him. Clasping his hand over yours above your head, whilst the other was still pasted on your breast; you look up at him to see him panting heavily. "[Name]..." he calls out to you. "May I?". You nodded. Not knowing what he was going to do, he unbuttons your lingerie and slowly takes it off.

His cheeks lit up as he pulled the last pieces of your lingerie off, leaving your body fully exposed. Your body heats up as his eyes wander aimlessly. His eyes peer downwards, licking his lips seductively. You try to cover your bare naked body with the blanket, which made him a bit concerned. He looks at you with a worried gaze, "there is no need to hide. It's just you and I. I'll be the one touching you, kissing you, and marking you. Nobody else but I myself. Understand?". Hearing his reassuring words, truly did put your mind and body at ease.

He slithers in between your legs, spreading them apart. "Ah, wet already? I'm guessing from the thought of me pleasing you got you this excited," he teasingly says as he inserts 2 fingers inside of you. You squirm and look away from him, covering your mouth shut. You wanted to grind against his fingers but you held yourself back. He hums and ponders, "hm... Should I keep fingering you like this? Or should spoil my dear a bit more?". You whined, "s.. Spoil me? What do you mean?". He throws another smirk at you slipping his fingers deeper inside of you. He leans closer towards your honey pot, playfully licking your clit.

The sound of heavy rain can be heard outside, yet nothing as pleasant as the rain can compare to hearing your insides get devoured by Andrew. Feeling his velvet lips and slithering tongue on your vertical lips felt like absolute heaven. Bringing your hips closer, eating and slurping you out. You continuously moan as he deepens his tongue inside of you with no interruption in between.

You felt a pair of brown eyes peer up at you; the eyes of a hungry animal enjoying their delicious meal. You run your fingers through his messy soft hair as you slowly reach your climax. You buck your hips against his lips, signalling him your arrival. He wraps his arms around your thighs tightly, moaning and slurping into you. As your clit became overstimulated, you moaned loudly, "Andrew!! I'm going to... I'm going to cum!!!" thrusting your hips against him, overstimulating and squirting all over his face. He groans in response and takes a huge slurp into you.

After he was done slurping you up, he pulled away, "my word... You never fail to amaze me.". You look away once more, hiding your contorted pleased face. He giggles at the view of his beloved's embarrassment and gets up. "Heh, cute. I'll be back, I'm going to bring-", before he could continue his sentence you tugged his arm, "Andrew?", you said in a soft tone, "can we... Try not to use protection this time?" His eyes widen, filling with worry.

You've been meaning to ask him about this for a very long time. Though, you didn't have the courage or time to properly ask him; you wanted to at least try out something new with him. He looks at you with a serious expression, "are you sure you are ready for this?".You give him a smile in return, "of course I am. I mean... If you aren't ready, we don't have to if you don't want to. We can wait a bit longer if you like.". He thinks for a moment. It was a strange request to ask out of the blue but you were in desperate need to know.

"[Name]," he sighs, "if we are going to be doing this together then... I'll make sure to take great care of you, I'll promise you that.". You tilt your head to the side, "so is that a yes or," he leans in and caresses your cheek, "yes. That's a yes, dear.". He gives you a reassuring smile as you pulled him close, reconnecting your lips with his. Pulling him closer towards you, he takes off his shirt without pulling away from your kiss, his torso exposed you wrap your arms around his bare back.

All you could think about, in that moment of ecstasy, was Andrew and nothing else. Hearing his moans and gasps in between kisses left your mind spiraling with continuous thoughts of desire, wanting him to indulge and devour you fully until you fall helplessly for him. Amidst the rainy storm occurring outside, only added more comfort and warmth to the action.

He pulls away once more, breathing heavily. His eyes scan your body as he spreads your legs apart. He unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants, indulging in the view of his beloved's naked body under him. You peer down below his torso, gasping at the sight of his erection perking upwards. He chuckles and grins at your reaction, "didn't expect me to look this hard, hm?".

As he positions himself in between your legs, you look at him with pleading eyes, "please go slow with me. I want this to be a leisurely sensual experience.". He answers back in a gentle yet playful tone, "of course. Though I can't promise you I won't hold back. I mean, look at you... How can I not react if you look this amazingly gorgeous in front of me?". Your heart races at his compliments and admiration; even in his arousal, his flattery is still expressive.

You wanted to savor his compliments longer but soon enough, you see him align his cock at your entrance. "Are you ready?", he asks. You give him a flustered nod and a small whimper as he pushes it slowly inside of you. Once he was inside, he raises your chin towards his direction, "are you alright? Am I hurting you? You are tightening quite a lot...". You give him a tensed smile, "I'm... Fine, Andrew. Don't worry about me. I'm ready when you are.". He nods as his eyebrows furrow, concentrating at his pace.

After much stretching, he then began to thrust into you thoroughly. Feeling his raw cock pulsate and twitch inside of you felt so different. Not only you felt a throbbing cock inside of you, you felt much more connected to Andrew. It was the feeling of trust, faith, and safety; trusting him to fulfill you like this was one of the biggest decisions in your life so far, with of course, with no regrets.

However, your thoughts were interrupted as Andrew quickens his thrusting pace. The spontaneity of his fast thrusts made you moan and whimper in pleasure. You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him to go deeper and faster. As he does so, he groans in response, "goodness me, [name]... You feel so fucking good.". He slams into you, causing you to drag your nails against his naked back, gasping and moaning in bliss.

Throughout the stormy night, your and his moans echoed, whilst the sound of the creaking bed filled the room. You both drowned in each other's ecstasy to the point you both didn't care if the next door neighbors heard. It was your night, no one could've stopped you and Andrew.

You dig your nails deeper into his back as his thrusts became more sloppier and desperate. "F... Fucking christ", he stutters. "I'm going to cum...". You could only reply back with a whimper, "let's cum together, dear.". He smacks his lips into yours, twisting and twirling his tongue along with your vulnerable tongue.

He rams into you, hitting your g-spot flawlessly in an accelerated pace. He curses under his breath as you both approach your climax. You hold onto him tightly, moaning his name loudly whilst his thrusts fasten desperately within you. Your insides were soon overloaded with a sudden feeling of warm fluid. You threw your head back, moaning in pleasure as he fills you up. He groans heavily in return and you look at him with glossy eyes. Your lips meet his once more, kissing him as you move strands of his messy hair behind his ear.

You pull away from him, observing his glistening naked body towering over you. You caress his cheek gently as droplets of sweat roll down from his forehead. "You did me so well, [name]", he says in a breathless tone, "you were... Remarkable.". You give him a weak smile and a long sigh as he pulls out. He lays down next to you, staring at you with a weary expression.

You rest your head onto the pillow, intertwining your hand with his as you both gaze at each other's eyes. He smiles, wrapping his slender fingers around your delicate hands, "Are you feeling okay? Did I hurt you?". You shake your head, "No, not at all. I feel... Amazing but extremely tired.". You both let out an exhausted laugh as you both cuddle closely together. You rest your head against his bare chest, trailing your fingers against his pecs.

You two rest for a moment to catch a few breaths. "We should clean up. I wouldn't want you to sleep in a messy uncomfortable state. Especially after...". He clears his throat, "sex...".You giggle at him in response, "haha, sure. My legs feel quite sore so... I might need some time getting up. You can go ahead first, I'll be there in a bit.". He rolls out of bed, stretching and rustling his hair to the side.

He grabs two towels from his nightstand as you attempt to get up. Your legs tremble drastically whenever you try to stand, forcing you to sit back down. "Do you need help getting up, [name?]", he asked. You shake your head, "no no! I'm okay, I got this...", but he couldn't stand there and watch you struggle. He wraps the towel around his waist and steps close to you. Your eyes widen as he wraps his arms behind your knees and back, lifting you up in a princess style manner. You embarrassedly cling onto him, demanding him to put you down, "Andrew! What are you doing?! Put me down please...". He laughs, "haha, no. I have to help somehow... I can't bother to see you struggle like this.". He was right. It would've taken you awhile to keep yourself stable and your legs felt like absolute jelly. All you could do was pout as he carries you towards the bathroom.

After a nice warm shower, you both return back to the bedroom. Fortunately your legs were able to keep up; not for long as you stumble and flop onto the bed in exhaustion. "I'm not even going to bother changing... I think I'll just sleep like this.". Andrew chuckles, "you are going to sleep in a towel?". You sit up and ponder for a moment, "Should I?", you thought out loud. He gives you a shrug as he puts on some sweatpants.

You get up again, unwrapping your towel. "Never mind... I think I'll slip into something more comfortable.". He raises an eyebrow at you as you rummage through the closet. "I think... I'll wear this.", you pull out a white button up shirt and wrapped it around your shoulders. You button it up half way, leaving your cleavage exposed. You look to see his reaction until your legs began to quiver again and immediately laid back down.

Andrew crawls back into bed, pulling up the bed sheets over your bodies. He holds you close against him, letting him run his fingers through your hair. "Tonight felt great", you thought. Though your legs were still trembling in soreness you didn't pay any attention to it. All you cared in that moment was his warmth and his presence alone.

You felt your eyes get heavier as you hear his heart beat lull against your ear. "Heh, are you getting sleepy?", he slightly laughs. You nuzzle your head against his chest yawning, "kind of, but I don't want to sleep yet...". He laughs and wraps his arm around you, "haha, are you expecting round two or something? To be honest, I feel completely drained from the first round.". You two share a few giggles and laughs. It sounded fun and exciting, but it was too late and you both felt extremely tired.

"For now, let's sleep. You must be very exhausted from all of that.". He sighs as he closes his eyes, "and later... I'll cook you something special for breakfast.". Your lips curve into a smile at the thought of it. The sweet aroma of tea, toasted bread, and pancakes lingered about as you cuddle closer. "Sunrise scenarios, huh...", you said to yourself. "If it's him I get to wake up to every morning then... I would love to experience this for an eternity.". The lovely thought of Andrew and his sunrise scenarios fill your mind as you fall into a deep slumber.

Hearing his steady breathing and synchronized heartbeat not only calmed you, but made you feel safe. It all felt like a dream; the dream of sharing a life with someone, the feeling of having someone to wake up with every morning.

You and Andrew have successfully made that dream into a reality.

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This writing was written a year back during Summer of 2023 but I hope y'all enjoyed this writing :)

Thanks to my friend/beta reader happiesttbearr for helping with the grammar work on this writing~

Love y'all Crumpets!

- Azulaoi💙

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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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[beeblelady]

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) ✨✨✨

#zsakuva #sakuverse #andrew marston #andrew x listener #andrew zsakuva #zsakuva andrew #mary colette fontaine #Andrew X Mary #Fanart #kisses

[xzhdjsj]

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

♡ Andrew

♡ Xanthus

♡ Dontis

♡ Elias

♡ Jonah

♡ Kayson

♡ Zaros

♡ Asirel

Extras

♡ Fran

Frannn I miss her :(

Okay I'm goibg to bed now GOOD NIGHT!❤️

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