#andre layton x reader

[elocinnicole]

Hey! I love your writing so much can you do a Snowpiercer fic? 👀👀👀 Andre and Reader used to be a couple instead of him and Zarah

1,001 Cars 

Rating: M 18+ Minors DNI

Paring: Andre Layton x OFC Black!Reader (Paige Knight)

Summary: Paige and Andre see each other for the first time in years.

1,001 cars wasn’t long enough. It’s been four years since Paige has seen Andre. She didn’t even want to be on this God forsaken train but Andre insisted and back then she did any and everything for him. Well, now it was her turn to be selfish and fuck anyone who had a problem with it. 

She was probably the most hated person in the Tail behind Wilford, but she did what she had to do. A decent job in Third Class was enough for the two of them, it was far from the glamours lifestyle in First or even Second Class, but her small restaurant was better than fighting for small scrapes in the Tail that wasn’t what she imagined for them. 

Paige remembers the day clearly when they heard there was an opening in Third Class cooking. This was it. Their chance out of the Tail. Or at least she thought, when she told Andre of the news she hoped he would be excited to get ahead even if it’s just a little bit. Andre immediately shut her down, told her it was betraying the Tail and everything they stood for to leave it all behind.

“You really want me to turn my back on everyone back here. Just for some funky ass job in Third? Come the fuck on Paige.” Andre whispered loudly, so as not to wake the other Tailies trying to get their rest.

“We’re not turning our back, we—talked about starting a family before all this train shit. I don’t want to have a child in the Tail. I don’t want them growing up like this. What’s wrong with giving a child a better life?”

Andre sighed heavily, “We’re not leaving, not when we’re so close to this rebellion.” Now it was Paige’s turn to sigh

“Come on Andre, you’d rather risk your life for a rebellion than to better ourselves. First, it’s Third Class and then maybe I can finally get a teaching job in Second Class, and you can convince them to give you a job, you used to be a detective.” Paige pleaded, desperately wanting Andre to see her point of view. “Hot food, a shower, God knows how long it’s been since we’ve had good food.”

“You’d give up everything we’ve stood for, for food?” Andre asked, disappointed

“Andre, I’m tired. I didn’t even want to get on this fucking train, but you promised me that we’d get good tickets and look at us. Eating God damn rats!”

“Shush!” Someone whispered loudly

“We’re not leaving, end of discussion.”

“That’s it?”

“We’re on the brink of something here Paige, we can change how this train is run. Just believe in it, us, me. Change is coming to the train. I promise.”

Exhausted with the conversation, Paige merely nodded her head. There was nothing else to talk about.

“Do what you need to do, Andre.”

With that Andre kissed Paige before turning over to go to sleep. That would be the last time she would feel Andre’s lips on hers.

Paige can still hear the insults and the feel the judging eyes on her as she made her last walk in the Tail of the train to move to the Third Class. She remembers Andre not even saying goodbye to her or even being within eyesight. Paige held her head high despite the insults thrown at her, not even giving them a second glance, she left with Ruth forever leaving the Tail behind or at least she thought.

What started off as a job in Third Class led her to teaching the children of the Second Class. Paige started tutoring some children when she closed the restaurant in Third and word traveled that Paige would host weekly sessions with the children. Word moved throughout the train, and she was offered a job in the school which she graciously took. Paige missed being in the classroom, she was a second-grade teacher before Snowpiercer and is what she originally applied for when Andre suggested they get tickets for the train.

Life was going well for Paige until tragedy hit Second Class. A coworker of hers was found dead in her cabin and her right arm frozen solid. Paige found her body when she opened the school that day. She instantly knew there was foul play involved and immediately went to the police.

Paige was supposed to be interviewed by the new train detective after the school day. She had been on edge since finding the body, who could’ve done such a thing and why? Is this what Andre was talking about? The sound of knocks rapping against the door sliding open pulled Paige out of her thoughts. She straightened out her clothes and slide the door open, not prepared to the man standing on the other side.

“Paige Knight?”

“Um, yes.”

“I’m Bess Till and this is Detective Andre Layton. We have a few questions to ask about the death of Ciara Young.”

“Please, come in.” Paige couldn’t bear to look Andre in the eyes. The past couple of years haven’t been kind to him, she could see it all on his face.

“So, here’s how this is gonna go. Detective Layton is going to ask you some question and you’re going to answer those questions truthfully.” Paige nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

“Great, I’ll be standing outside the door while Detective Layton conducts his interview.”  Till removes the handcuffs off Andre’s wrist, before giving him a stern glance and leaving Paige’s suite.

“So, this is what selling out gets you.” Andre lamented as he rubbed his sore wrists.

“Just ask me your questions so you can get back and tell everyone how much of a traitor I am. I’m sure, Josie will love to hear that.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Whatever you want it to.”

“Let’s just cut to the chase, when was the last time you saw the victim—”

“Ciara, her name was Ciara Lane.” Andre looked up and saw that she was struggling to hold back tears.

“Sorry. When was the last time you saw Ciara alive?”

“Yesterday evening, we were having drinks in my suite and she left around 11:00 at night.”

“Was she intoxicated?”

“No, we only had two glasses of wine. We’re teachers, it takes more than two glasses to get us drunk.”

“Did she mention anyone else when she was leaving. Did she give any indication that she wasn’t going back to her suite.”

“No,” Paige answered quickly which Andre noticed but decided to leave it alone...for now.

“So, when did you find her?”

“Around 7:30 in the morning. We usually walk together, but she wasn’t in her suite. So I assumed she got an early start, that’s not uncommon. I can in her classroom there she was at her desk…strangled and her arm had been frozen and cut off.” Andre frowned.

“I would like to ask more questions but let’s go to your suite. Since that was the last place you saw her.” Andre suggested

Paige frowned, Andre motioned to the corner of the room where a security camera was watching and listening carefully.

“Okay, we’ve canceled school for the week, we need to find a new teacher. Do you need to ask permission or…?”

“I’ll handle it.” At that moment, Till entered the classroom.

“Finished?”

“I would like to visit Ms. Knight’s suite, as it was the last known location of the victim.”

“Very well,” Till roughly handcuffed Andre, Paige growing angry at the way she was treating Andre.

“I think they’re tight enough.” Till gave Paige a sarcastic tight-lipped smile. It was a silent walk from the classroom to Paige’s Second-Class suite.  Upon entering the room, Andre could smell lemongrass. Paige’s favorite scent, he remembered her apartment always smelling like lemongrass.

“I know all about your history with Mr. Layton here. So don’t try any funny business.” Till said before stepping out of the suite.

“No one’s been in here since the murder, right?” Andre asked, searching her living space.

“No, not that I know of. What are you looking for?”

“Anything that could point me to where Ciara might’ve gone.” Andre noticed an outplace vase on the mantle.

“Have you always had that?”

“Hmm, I’ve never noticed it, no I don’t remember getting that.” Andre grabbed the glass case and found a microphone inside.

“What the fuck—” Andre held up a finger to his lips, signaling her to not speak.

“Can I get some water please?”

“Sure,” Paige quickly poured Andre a glass of water he then put the microphone in the glass.

“Someone’s been listening to your conversations. Do you have any idea why?”

“No, I don’t all I do is go to work and come home.”

“Withholding information can land you in serious trouble. Who knows what fucked up ways they have of making you talk. If you know something you gotta tell me.” Paige sighed as she plopped down on the sofa.

“Ciara was talking about a Rebellion; she had a contact in Third Class. I told her to be careful,” She lamented.

“What happened the last time you saw her?”

“She came over after school and she was talking about the Rebellion finally starting. She said she was getting notes at her door…warnings. She was going to meet her contact in Third and I told her to be careful, there are eyes and ears everywhere. I begged her to stay the night, said she would be fine. When she left a man was waiting for her outside, her contact from the Third class.”

“Did you get his name?”

“Cole. Cole Peterson. That was the last time I saw her.” Andre could see the sadness on her face and couldn’t help but feel bad for her.

“I promise Paige, I’m gonna find her killer and make sure that she gets justice.” Before Paige could answer, the door burst open.

“Ma’am you can’t go in there.”

“Ma’am I told you I’m dropping her daughter off.” A girl no more than three years old, came running into the room. A head full of curls bouncing with each movement.

“Mommy!” the girl said, launching herself into Paige’s arms.

“What happened?” Paige asked looking at the woman.

“She got sick and then I went by your classroom…” while the woman whom Andre assumed to be a daycare worked explained the situation all he could do was stare at the young child and realize how much she looked like him. She couldn’t be, could she? It’s been almost four years since he’s seen Paige, this little girl could very well be his daughter.

“Mommy, who’s that?” The little girl asked, Andre locked eyes with Paige, one question on his mind. Knowing what thought loomed in his head, Paige nodded in confirmation.

“Thanks for bringing her home,” Paige said to the daycare worker.

“No problem, let me know how she’s feeling.” Once again they were alone, the tension in the air thick.

“Mommy, who is that?”

“He’s your Daddy. Andre, meet your daughter, Aaliyah.”

Tagging: @nikole-witha-k @iknowthekoolaidflavor @ramp-it-up @wreakhavoconmacroissantdiggs @blackpinup22 @chrisevanswife0405 @mellie-teh-goblin-queen @azxulaa@luckyfriess @thatdamnlyssa @endless-romantic-stories @daveeds-wife @emilia-i @gothic-slaherfan-weeb@slashersluxsworld @chattykathysquietsister @aliyahsomerhalder @crystalannetem @tuhnayshuh

[daveedsfeet]

i kinda miss posting on here tbh

[hunkjodiefoster]

I have decided to officially write for her!!! Jen my baby here I come so requests are open! (No nsfw please and thank you)✨

[deadguydeathmatch]

Welcome to the Dead Guy Death Match Elimination Round!

Due to the broad nature of death as a concept, most of the submitted characters only received a few votes each causing a massive tie. I figured the fairest way to sort out this issue would be to hold an elimination round to let you guys vote on who you want to make it into the bracket.

There will be two elimination rounds the first of which will start on Monday the 3rd of April at 3pm BST and the second will start on Saturday the 8th of April at 3pm BST.

Elimination Round 1 will feature polls of 5 or 6 unrelated characters (all of the matchups were generated randomly) for you to vote on. The lowest voted character will be eliminated and all of the remaining options will progress to the bracket.

Elimination Round 2 will feature polls of differing numbers of characters from the same or similar media and only the highest ranked character among them will progress to the bracket, all of the others will be eliminated.

Both sets of polls will last 24 hours.

I've tried my best to only include official images for all of the characters on the polls but I'm not familiar with every series listed so, when the polls go up, if you notice I've used a fanart or cosplay image without permission or credit please let me know and I'll add credit and correct it for any future appearances of that character.

The matchups are listed under the read more and hyperlinked to the polls

I apologise if I’ve accidentally spelled something wrong or used a wrong name for something, I’m not familiar with every series listed.

There will be spoilers for many series ahead.

Round 1-

Poll 1-

Leif- Bug Fables

Claire Foley- Professor Layton

Magne- My Hero Academia

Koki Kariya- The World Ends With You

Matsuri Kanroji- Demon Slayer

Tiso- Hollow Knight

Poll 2-

Polly Geist- Monster Prom

Beetlejuice- Beetlejuice

Kim Namwoon- Omnicient Reader’s Viewpoint

King Arthur- King Arthur

Chidi Anagonye- The Good Place

Duncan- Dragon Age

Poll 3-

Breakdown- Transformers

Varl- Horizon

Captain Orimar Vale- Skyjacks Podcast

Deep Throat- The X-Files

Connor Murphy- Dear Evan Hansen

Poll 4-

Catherine Earnshaw- Wurthering Heights

Johannes Cabal- Horst Cabal

Mr Boddy- Clue

Galivar Kholin- Stormlight Archive

Seth Gordon- All For The Game

Poll 5-

Jay Gatsby- The Great Gatsby

Billy Loomis- Scream

Esmeralda- The Hunchback of Norte Dame Novel

Kili- The Hobbit

Charles Vane- Black Sails

Poll 6-

Ned Stark- Game of Thrones

Hua Cheng- Heaven’s Official Blessing

Skelly- Hades

Nate- Levarage

Owen Carvour- Spies Are Forever

Poll 7-

Andre Grandier- Rose Of Versailles

Ash Lynx- Banana Fish

Jade Irinka- Chuubo’s Marvelous Wish Granting Engine

Hugo Oak- Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts

Evelyn Hooper- Less is Morgue

Poll 8-

Pandora Hearts- Xerxes Break

Bow- Inanimate Insanity

Sam Cortland- Throne of Glass

Matoro- Bionicle

Tigerstar- Warrior Cats

Poll 9-

Deadman- DC Comics

Bunny Corcoran- The Secret History

Adam Faulkner-Stanheight- Saw

Tobias Tattersall Hawthorne- The Inheritance Games

La Signora- Genshin Impact

Poll 10-

Erik- The Phantom of the Opera

Diggory Graves- Hello from the Hallowoods

Max- Sam and Max

Nicholas D Wolfwood- Trigun

Pip Pirrip- South Park

Poll 11-

Pedro Madrigal- Encanto

Midori- Your Turn To Die

Charles Foster Kane- Citizen Kane

Rufus Emeterio- They Both Die at the End

Tuuri- Stand Still Stay Silent

Poll 12-

Manny Calavera- Grim Fandango

Howard Hamlin- Better Call Saul

Tanya McQuoid- White Lotus

Diallos Hoslow- Elden Ring

Sayaka Miki- Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Poll 13-

Meiji “Menma” Honma- Anoha: The Flower We Saw That Day

Chiyoko Fujiwara- Millenium Actress

Mari- Omori

Simon Karin- Pathologic

Lee Everett- The Walking Dead

Poll 14-

Rachel Amber- Life is Strange

Jason Grace- Riordanverse

Violet Harmon- American Horror Story

Vylad Ro’Meave- Minecraft Diaries

Chara- Undertale

Poll 15-

River Song- Doctor Who

Queen Serenity- Sailor Moon

Sliver of Straw- Rain World

Manny- Swiss Army Man

Mr Nobody- Transistor

Poll 16-

Shizu- Slime Tensei

Michael Afton- Five Nights at Freddy’s

Neil Perry- Dead Poet’s Society

Silhouette- Watchmen comics

Garret Jacob Hobbs- Hannibal

Poll 17-

Junpei Yoshino- Jujitsu Kaisen

Okudera- Yakuza 5

Shinichiro Sano- Tokyo Revengers

Yuri Nakamura- Angel Beats

Emily- Corpse Bride

Round 2-

The Owl House-

Flapjack

Caleb Wittebane

Star Wars-

Kanan Jarrus

Obi Wan Kenobi

Fives

Torchwood-

Owen Harper

Ianto Jones

Ace Attorney-

Mia Fey

Deid Mann

Critical Role-

Laudna

Mollymauk Tealeaf

Star Trek-

Jennifer Sisko

Spock

Tasha Yar

Hamlet-

Hamlet

Ophelia

Dracula-

Quincey Morris

Dracula

Marvel-

Loki

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Final Fantasy-

Haurchefant

Aerith Gainsborough

Ysale Dangulain

The Last Of Us-

Joel Miller

Sarah Miller

Riley Abel

The Vampire Diaries-

Nora Hildegard

Stefan Salvatore

Klaus Mikaelson

Avatar: The Last Airbender-

Avatar Kyoshi

Avatar Roku

Jet

Hatoful Boyfriend-

Nageki Fujishiro

Ryuuji Kawara

Black Butler-

Grelle Sutcliffe

Angelina Dalles

How To Train Your Dragon-

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock 2

Stoick The Vast

Les Miserables-

Gavroche Thenardier

Eponine Thenardier

Supernatural-

John Winchester

Castiel

Buffy The Vampire Slayer-

Jenny Calender

Tara Maclay

Arcane-

Silco

Vander

Infinity Train-

Tuba

Simon Laurant

Sally Face-

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ghosts-

Pat Butcher

Pete Martino

[bloodmoon-bites]

i swear-

there are too little andre layton x reader stories, please gimme some x reader asks for this man! he needs more love, i mean look at him! (please link me to any x readers for this man, i need it lol)

[valwrite]

the rock between us; andre layton

masterlist

summary: the train changes everything: faces, futures, feelings.

warnings: angst, hints of infidelity. 

fic style: drabble.

word count: 968

author’s note: okay, hear me out, there is not nearly enough andre layton related fics out there and it bothers me. so, i’m writing a seven part andre layton series and this drabble is a little peek into what the dynamic between andre and the reader will be. please know that the actual series will deal with dark themes such as murder and trauma, there will also be a theme of infidelity throughout the whole fic, which will be told from andre’s point of view for the most part and will alternate between the present time on snowpiercer and the past before the planet froze over. anyways, i’m excited to share the series soon but, for now, please enjoy this drabble. as always, any feedback is appreciated.

There’s an unusual quiet that’s fallen over the Tail, a place where the poorest souls of the surviving humanity are so often yelling and hollering for a chance at a better life. Tonight, it seems like the only things yelling are the train’s wheels as they squeak along the ice coated tracks below, shaking the cabins.

In this moment, she’s thankful she doesn’t deal with motion sickness.

A cringe takes over her features as she hears the unmistakable sound of some of the Tailies, the more sinister ones, chewing away at whatever comrade had overstayed their welcome. Andre brought it up last week- she thinks it was last week but, really, it’s becoming hard to tell the difference between night and day- and she has to silently praise him for it. He's the only one brave enough to bring up their monstrous behavior.

Erik would have never brought it up.

The dull pencil moves in her hand at it’s own will, branding the scrap of crumpled paper with swirls and lines and shades of gray. She knows she’s drawing a face- a man’s face - yet she carries no recollection of when it had even started to take shape. When her eyes flicker over her work in progress, she notices the little things about his face that have changed since the cold struck: his hair has grown out; the bags under his eyes have become more noticeable; he’s lost the softness of his cheeks, the drastic decline of daily meals taking it’s effect; his wrinkles are a little deeper when he frowns.

She used to draw him before the cold, too. When the dim light of a hotel room or the flickering bulb of the station kitchen was all that illuminated them both, he’d let her sketch him a portrait of what he looked like right then and there. The station sketches were always prim and proper, his badge peeking at the bottom of it and his so called “serious detective” stare encapsulated his eyes. The hotel sketches were more free, more messy. She’d sometimes add the tiniest detail of herself into them: her hand on his bare chest, her naked thigh draped over him, the tips of her hair splashed across his pillow. He always loved the hotel ones best.

“I see Miles gave up some of his paper, huh?”

Her eyes strip themselves away from the drawing of his face to his actual face. He’s waiting for her to invite him to sit next to her and she’s never appreciated his gentleness more. Maybe that’s why she pats the empty space next to her.

Maybe that’s what she tells herself to avoid the fact she’s missed being so close to him.

“He’s a sweet kid.” She doesn’t know what else to say. Conversation between them just doesn’t seem to come as easily as it once had. They always worked best when there was a case to work on or clothes to rid each other of. 

“Sweet, my ass.” He grumbles jokingly and it almost makes her laugh. God, she misses laughter. “He’s got a crush on ya.”

“What can I say? The boy’s got good taste”

“Sure does.” The deeper meaning behind his answer isn’t lost on her but, what would she have to gain from acknowledging it? “Listen, I wanted to thank you. For earlier, with the rest of the Tailies.”

“Oh, yeah, no problem.” She’s folding the paper over now, hoping he’s not aware of her artwork. She knows, deep down, that he noticed it the second he arrived. “S’not a problem at all.”

“I know they all think we should leave the whole cannibalism issue alone. Think it’s easier because they haven’t killed us yet. But, I mean, it’s only a matter of time, right? Guess we’re the only two that get that.”

She thinks of how, when he was giving his big speech to the group, he seemed so much like the detective he’d once been. All self-righteous and justice seeking. If she hadn’t been missing him before, she certainly is now. “Sorry about Erik, by the way. You know he can be a little, y’know, quick to anger.” She misses speaking comfortably with him, as if there wasn’t constantly a pair of extra eyes on them. She wonders if Andre misses it too. Misses her too.

“I can handle Erik, don’t you worry.” He could handle Erik, and then some. “I know it can’t be easy to speak against your own husband. So, thank you, again.”

She knows that he’s focusing on that word just as much as she is. Husband. But, of course, there’d been a time where she was going to separate herself from Erik, in the same way that Andre was going to separate himself from Zarah. Unforeseen circumstances came in the way of their happiness.

She couldn’t help but feel it was karma for all the harm their little secrets would cause.

“Are you happy, Y/N?” It’s been so long since the last time she’d heard him say her name, as if he were fearful of using it. “With Erik, I mean.”

Zarah left the Tail a while back, and it wasn’t like her and Andre had been getting along before she’d left. There’d been a point in their history where she would have jumped at the opportunity to be with Andre. But there was Snowpiercer now, that was their life. A life where Erik would always exist between them, for better or for worse.

“As happy as I could be.” She swallows, fearing the disbelief for her own words will seep into her voice. “On Snowpiercer, of course. Erik’s just, uh... He’s my rock.”

“We all need rocks, don’t we?” Andre’s eyes are burning as they stare into her own. She’s always loved how he was so passionate. “You’re lucky, Y/N.” She bites back a plea to hear him say her name again.

[itevilhag]

994 cars long

Andre Layton x Reader! Wordcount: 502 Summary: trouble comes sideways... again. A/N: this one is just re-imagine of that scene form ep.10 where mc’s like the Melanie in this story. I rewatched it last weekend and i noticed something about Melanie and Andre’s relationship that i didin’t notice when i first watched it and i thought i’d write this thing.

“Y/N, talk to me” You turned to Andre, who clearly looks confused at the moment and is desperate to find an answer, you sighed softly. With a sense of realization of the situation that you all are in, you explained. “He’s gonna try and board us” Andre’s eyes went wide momentarily, but it still held confusion. It wasn’t really the answer he’s expecting to hear from you after what you said earlier about the other train. He was hoping that it would bring them good; but apparently it doesn’t. “You don’t know it’s him, Y/N/N” Ben interjected, turning to look at you “Who else could it be then? Another merry band of arc pirates” you reply sarcasm dripping off your tongue, the annoyance evident on your face. But that was all a cover up, to mask what you were actually feeling; you were scared, because you are certain that it’s him and knew the man to bone. And once he gets a hold of Snowpiercer, who knows what’s he’s gonna do to everyone. But Andre knew you better than anyone, he can see right through your mask of annoyance. He knew that you’re scared “Hey, Y/N let’s not panic yet. We can do this alright? We’re gonna fight Wilford if we have to. It’s going to be fine” Andre tried to assure you (even though he knows that it probably won’t) he took a step closer to you, reaching to find your hand, you held on to it tightly. “Well, what if it doesn’t?” your replied, nearly snapping, you saw Andre wince at your voice raising, you calm demeanor chipping itself little by little away from you. You hated this, all of it because you didn’t want them to see your vulnerable side. You were suppose to be this calm and poise woman in front of everyone, every single day since you boarded this train, but finally for once you let go. “What If Wilford does board us? You don’t know him Andre. We’re gonna be in something far worse than anything we’ve just come through” you felt Andre’s hand tighten around yours as he looked at you warily. You heard him sigh softly. “Then I’ll get a war party downtrain to make sure that doesn’t happen” He said, reassurance evident on his voice, your gaze to him soften but your current emotions didn’t waver “Andre, remember. When the passengers realize it’s him, they’ll be divided” you remind him, as he started to turn away from you “I can keep us together” he said, with confidence in his voice which made the corners of your lips twitch up slightly “You have to” you simply replied, he looked at you one last time before he turned the other way, away from you. He was just a feet away from the door when you called after him, making his movements stop. “Andre… be careful. Please” you pleaded, he nodded a soft smile forming on his lips, he turned away and walked out the door.

[writingsnmusings]

i finally have an updated masterlist!

and i’m taking requests again!! the list of who i write for is in the ‘about me’ link in my bio

send some requests, prompts or even just a starter sentence + a character and i’ll see what i can do

[alexander-hamilhoe]

DAVEED HIT 1M

[alovesuprem3]

T-SHIRT: Daveed Diggs x Reader

word count: 856

Daveed had left you to tour with clipping. for a short while. He’d been gone for about two months when the loneliness inevitably kicked in. Of course, you loved him very deeply, so cheating was never, and never will be; an option.

Your typical house outfit consisted of one of Daveed’s white shirts (much too big for you), no bra, panties, and your favorite fuzzy socks. You waltzed around your wooden flooring listening to Destiny’s Child over your stereo when you hear your front door jostle.

To your surprise, Daveed was home, three weeks early. As he came through the door, bags in hand, you turned around in complete astonishment. Dropping his bags and closing the door behind him, he looked up at you. Your eyes met in the time and space between the two of you, stilling there for hours, it felt like. Daveed’s honey browns peering into yours, the yearning in the air was palpable.

With the music still playing in the background on repeat, you and Daveed closed the space between you, joining in each other’s embrace. His body was warm, toned, and all for you.

“Hi, honey. I missed you.” Daveed says, tilting his head to look down at you. “I missed you too. You know I can never do too long without you, but I do understand that absence does really make the heart grow fonder.” you say, standing on your toes to kiss him.

The kiss is sweet, loving, and almost makes the two months he was away feel like two hours. Daveed separates the two of you to look down at your attire. “Missed me that much huh? You look good in my shirts, girl.” The two of you laugh heartily while he spins you around.

Smiling, he takes your hand and leads you to the living room couch. Sitting on it, Daveed spreads his legs so you can straddle him. Holding your hips at first, he starts to rub your sides. You cup his face in your hands and assault his lips with yours.

Pulling his shirt up over your head and off of you, he moves to kiss your neck. Throwing your head back, you close your eyes, recounting the memories of the sweet love you two made before he left. He moves from your neck to your breasts, showing each one the same amount of praise.

“You’re so lovely, Y/N. I missed you so, so, so much while I was away.” Daveed mutters between kisses, bites, and licks. He was always so sweet to you, being thorough when he came home after long periods away. Unbuttoning his jeans and moving past his briefs, your hands reached for his thick cock, gently stroking it. Rubbing your thumb over the tip, you felt Daveed’s breath hitch as your finger swirled around it.

Daveed moved his hands from your breasts to your hips again to slip your panties off. Sliding the fabric down, you raised your hips so they could come down and off your legs. Taking his dominant hand, Daveed slipped a finger into your wet heat, relishing over how much you wanted him. Teasing your clit with his thumb, you threw your head back once more, riding your boyfriend’s hand.

You gasped as Daveed removed his hand from your cunt, and as he was bringing his finger to his mouth, you grabbed his hand and sucked your own slick from it. Looking him dead in the eye, your tongue moved around his finger. Leaning forward to kiss you, Daveed’s tongue besieged yours in a hot affection.

Raising your hips and positioning your cunt over Daveed’s cock, a wave of euphoria rushed over you as you sunk down on his length, moaning softly while doing so. “Is it good to you, baby?” Daveed asks, looking up at you with his big, brown doe eyes. At a loss for words, you shake your head feverishly, biting your lip and wrenching your eyes closed.

Moving slowly at first, Daveed guided your hips up and down his cock. Inch by inch, he was filling you perfectly, like lock and key. His thumb finds your clit once more, circling it languidly.

Quickening your pace, Daveed meets your hips halfway, pulsing up into you. With your hands on his shoulders, you feel your stomach tighten. “Come on baby, tell me. Who’s is it?” Daveed asks cockily, keeping up his thumb/hip pace. “Yours. It’s yours, I’m yours. I love you.” you say in a throaty exhale.

With your stomach releasing, you fall over that blissful edge, with Daveed not that far behind you. He kept riding you through your high, making sure you were satisfied; before chasing his own.

Releasing warmly into you, Daveed found bliss similar to your own. “I adore you, Y/N.” Moving off of him, and to his side, the two of you let your breaths fill the room. Taking his shirt, he cleans the two of you up; then pulling up his briefs and jeans, he lays out on the couch and brings your body flush up against his, falling asleep in the crook of your neck.

[myreygn]

rey's fandoms - shows & movies

back to the masterpost

rey's fandoms

characters and ships i especially love to write for are those written in green, characters and ships i will not write for are those in red

[NO NSFW] | [NO X READER] | [NO Y/N]

shows

♡ Game of Thrones (show & books finished)

Sansa Stark | Jaime Lannister | Robb Stark | Jon Snow | Margaery Tyrell | Brienne of Tarth

Melisandre | Cersei Lannister | Daenerys Targaryen | Ramsay Bolton | Shae

sansaery | throbb | bramie | jongritte

jonsa | jonerys

♡ Snowpiercer (Netflix) (finished)

Andre Layton | Bess Till | Bennett Knox

Joseph Wilford | LJ Folger

melandre

♡ Ragnarok (Netflix) (s2 finished)

Laurits Seier | Oscar Bjørnholt | Saxa Jutul

Ran Jutul | Vidar Jutul | Fjor Jutul

osrits

♡ Outer Banks (finished)

JJ Maybank | John B Routledge | Barry | Sarah Cameron | Chloe

Ward Cameron

jiara | mayward | chliara | chlope

♡ Stranger Things (finished)

Steve Harrington | Eddie Munson | Robin Buckley | Nancy Wheeler | Lucas Sinclair

Martin Brenner

steddie | ronance | lumax

stancy | stonathan | harringrove

♡ Alice in Borderland (show finished)

Arisu Ryohei | Usagi Yuzuha | Chishiya Shuntaro | Kuina Hikari | Aguni Morizono

Niragi Suguru (dramatic character studies only)

Queen of Hearts

takuni | usarisu | kuann

Chishiya x anyone (for angst purposes only)

live action movies

♡ Mean Girls

Janis Ian | Karen Smith | Gretchen Wieners | Kevin Gnapoor

♡ Little Women

Amy March | Laurie

♡ Descendants

Harry | Evie | Carlos

hevie | huma | jarry | jaylos | sea three

Mal | Audrey | Doug

♡ The Hobbit

Kíli | Fíli | Bofur | Thranduil | Tauriel

♡ The Lord of the Rings

Aragorn | Boromir | Eowyn

Faramir | Denethor | Frodo

♡ The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair | Johanna Mason | Clove | Cato | Cinna | Effie Trinket | Foxface | Thresh | Cressida | Messalla

clato | odesta | joniss | cressalla

Alma Coin | Peeta Mellark | Gale Hawthorne | Beetee

rueniss

♡ The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Tigris Snow | Coriolanus Snow | Casca Highbottom | Reaper | Lucy Gray Baird | Coral

snowjanus | snowbaird

snowcest

animation movies

♡ Tinkerbell

Vidia | Silvermist | Rosetta | Iridessa

Periwinkle | Pirates | Queen Clarion

♡ Disney Movies

Encanto | Atlantis | Treasure Planet

Frozen | Raya and the Last Dragon | every movie with a main cast consisting of talking animals | every princess fairytale adaptation that came out before the year 2000

♡ Dreamworks Movies

How To Train Your Dragon | The Rise of the Guardians | The Road to El Dorado

Shrek | Home | The Boss Baby | every movie with a main cast consisting of talking animals

♡ Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse

Hobie Brown | Pavitr Prabhakar | Miles Morales | Gwen Stacy | Margo Kess

Miguel O'Hara

chaipunk | flowerpunk

♡ Nimona

Ambrosius | Nimona

goldenheart

[iknowthekoolaidflavor]

And there was ONLY. ONE. BED.

There's so many!!

Thom x Alex

Thomas x Laf

Herc x Laf

Andre Layton x tailie!reader

Collin Hoskins x reader for sure!

Johan x reader as "friends" sharing a bed during his family reunion

[daveedsfeet]

daveed for style magazine italy.

he’s literally thriving im so beyond proud of bub

[elocinnicole]

Master List (UPDATED 10/20/23)

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

This blog is for adults, if you are not 18+ DO NOT ENGAGE

Requests are OPEN right now. Read my request rules here.

All OFC Readers are BLACK, everyone is welcome to engage but don't come up in here incorrect.

I mainly write for Daveed Diggs, Blindspotting, and Hamilton.

If you want to be tagged click here.

I love to write and share my work with everyone, please enter my house respectfully or you'll be asked to leave and that's on Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Hamilton RPF

Daveed Diggs

Family is Everything COMPLETED (02/20/23)

A Fool For You COMPLETED (01/17/22)

Blindspotting 

Collin Hoskins

Butterflies Series UPDATED (07/30/21)

Thomas Jefferson (HIATUS)

Forbidden Love Masterlist Updated (07/18/20)

Forbidden Love Character Profile Updated (07/09/20)

Blindspotting

No One Else Coming Soon!

Daveed Diggs

Gym Rats (Updated 01/04/23)

AO3 Link

elocinnicole

Blindspotting

Date Night

Not Dating. Just Friends

Daveed Diggs

Mistletoe

Rafael Casal

America’s Ass

To Be Loved

Daveed Diggs Drabbles

Red Carpet (Daveed x Black!Reader)

Hamilton Drabbles

“On a scale of one to ten, how angry do you think Eliza is going to be?” (Alexander x Eliza)

Blindspotting Drabbles

Bad Religion (Collin Hoskins x Shauna Lewis)

TikTok Challenge (Collin Hoskins x Shauna Lewis)

27. I’m Pregnant (Daveed Diggs)

7. I Almost Lost You (Daveed Diggs)

2. Have You Lost Your Damn Mind (Daveed Diggs)

3. Please Don’t Leave Me (Daveed Diggs)

36. I Wish I Could Hate You (Collin Hoskins)

30. It’s Not What It Looks Like (Daveed Diggs)

12 & 28 How Did you Get in Here/Well I am pretty irresistible (Collin Hoskins)

38. You owe me, Fine, Whatever you like (Collin Hoskins)

Pool Day (Collin Hoskins)

Confession (Daveed Diggs)

Confessions Part Two

Home (Daveed Diggs)

Only for a Night (Collin Hoskins)

Red Cup Girl (Miles x Ashley)

gfg Pt. 1 (Rafael Casal/Daveed Diggs)

Daveed Diggs Request

Collin meeting Zan

1,001 Cars (Andre Layton x OFC Black!Reader) NEW!

[twdbegins]

A Better Life

__

Pike x Fem. Reader

Warnings: Language, Mentions of violence and gruesome acts, Sex references.

A/N: Decided to give this a go. I want to make a full disclaimer. This was a challenge considering we know very little about Pike (hopefully we get a season 2). Personality wise, I sort of created him to be rough but *maybe* has a soft side? So, this might be lacking detail, but I attempted not to lead it in a direction where it was necessary. This is purely a trial run fic. Hope you guys like!

Word Count: 1,774

“But this is the only way we can at least try to get some satisfaction out of living.” 

__

You would even be the one to admit that The Tail was definitely not where any normal person would want to be. Some of your fellow tailies would do anything just to have a shot at being in third. The chance to have decent food, nicer clothes, rewarding labor, entertainment, etc. Life in The Tail just plain sucked most days. Food rations constantly being cut, sickness always lingering in the air, being packed together like sardines, and everybody being treated like they weren’t worthy of breathing? Yeah, not exactly a great life. 

Despite all these things, you tried your hardest to be positive. After all, you could be a frozen corpse in what was left outside somewhere. Maybe this life wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, but it was still precious to you. You valued every moment that your heart was beating. You cherished the relationships, the family, that had been created in The Tail. You had seen more loyalty in the last six years than you had ever seen in your entire life. Sure, there had been some people leave for the wrong reasons and would forever be marked a traitor. But not everybody is built for surviving in The Tail. So you tried to let it go.

You were the one everybody went to if they needed to talk. You were often referred to as “The Tail’s Psychiatrist”. You encouraged your peers, reminding them what they were surviving for. The little ones in The Tail needed positive reinforcing to be able to live a healthier life. You had no problem being that reinforcement. All of these people in The Tail had been through hell and back. Every living soul here was here for a reason. They had lost loved ones just trying to survive. It was heartbreaking. You had seen so many people reach their breaking point.

Andre was a great leader. The kids looked up to him a lot, Miles especially. Layton was great with kids. He reinforced a little bit differently than you. He encouraged them to fight, but not always to resort to violence. Pike, on the other hand, was another story. He took the violent approach most times. He was all hard exterior, but he was a broken guy inside. Everybody was. 

He rarely was able to see the light side in things. He was a textbook pessimist. Which is why it was so weird that you two worked as well as you did. You still bumped heads (sometimes literally considering The Tail’s overcrowded space) from time to time, but not nearly as much as you would think. Your running theory was that his negativity and your positivity balanced each other out. Either way, you had a “steady relationship” going for you. Still, you often had to use the same positive energy skills you used on the kids on him as well.

He had been walking towards you when he accidentally banged his foot into one of the metal frames sticking out from one of the shelves. He yelped in pain and lifted his foot in his hand;

“Shit,” He hissed with a growl; “Why the hell have I done that three times today?” 

You looked up from what was the beginnings of a small blanket you were currently knitting in your lap. You gave him a scolding look and furrowed your brows;

“Language.” You warned. 

He lowered his foot to the ground and made a face that read what-the-fuck-are-you-on-about as he responded;

“These kids have heard it all. I don’t think anything I say will be a new word to their vocabulary.” He said truthfully.

He had a point. Mostly everybody in The Tail cursed like sailors. It was just another hand in the whole rough and tumble crowd. The kids usually had pretty clean diction, but you still tried to shield them from it. 

“I’m just saying, you could always set a better example. For all we know, they could be the future of this train.” You commented, knowing that Pike probably wasn’t listening to a word you were saying.

“[Y/N], come on. For now, their futures are here in The Tail and that’s it,” He said sitting next to you, resting a hand on your leg; “Poor kids.”

As positive as you tried to be, you were often discomforted by the thought of the younger ones being left behind to run The Tail. You were pretty sure that was ones of the main reason there had been talks of a rebellion...again. Although, the rumors were slowly coming true. You believed a rebellion would only be successful if done for the right reasons. Revenge and anger didn’t need to be the root of it. And the tailies had plenty of anger to go around. You didn’t love the idea of it. Sure, if there was a chance for a more equal opportunity at a “normal” life then you were usually down for it. However, this was different. 

If this rebellion failed, and you had a sneaking suspicion that it would, there was no telling what Mr. Wilford or Melanie Cavill would do. They could cut rations even further, kill everybody involved, put people in drawers, or even detach The Tail portion of the train. That way, nobody here would have a future to look forward to. Pike knew your concerns with it. You didn’t like the bloodbath that was probably going to entail. You didn’t want the attempt to improve living to end up making it worse. He had much more bravery and was always more willing to take a risk than you. 

“Hey, P?” You asked quietly so you wouldn’t draw any unwanted attention from anyone around you. 

He had been leaning against the wall, but sat up to be closer to you upon hearing your tone change. 

“Yeah?” 

You sighed heavily, feeling a growing anxious feeling in your chest;

“I know we’ve talked about it already, but are you and Andre absolutely sure this is going to work?” You asked looking to him for an honest answer. 

That was one thing you loved about Pike. He was usually a pretty straight-forward person. He gave a breathy chuckle;

“No. But are we ever sure about anything?” He asked rhetorically. 

You shrugged in understanding. I guess that was kind of the point of taking a risk after all. 

“Baby, I know you’re worried and that’s okay,” He said keeping his voice low; “But this is the only way we can at least try to get some satisfaction out of living.” 

You didn’t want to admit it, but he was right. The Tail had a lot riding on this rebellion. You knew what would have to happen if it failed. You set your knitting craft aside to fully invest your attention on him. 

“I just want to make sure that all of you know what’s at stake here. The punishment if it doesn’t work...” You trailed off, not able to complete your thought. 

Pike only shook his head. He didn’t want to think about that. The Drawers were not where anybody wanted to be. Being put into a medically induced sleep for an undetermined amount of time was a horrifying thought. It was worth the risk to Pike though. A silence fell between the two of you. The only sounds were the train itself and other bits of scattered conversations across the car. You fidgeted with your hands, not able to look at him. You couldn’t bear the thought of losing him. 

“If we are successful, which I’m sure we will be, just think of all the things we’ll get to have that we’ve been missing out on.” He said diverting the conversation. 

You were still stuck on thinking of Pike knocked out in one of the Drawers with no sight of being awakened. You shook your head;

“Or the things we’ll lose if you’re not.”

His hand was still on your leg, his thumb leaving soft strokes. He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty that you felt this way. However, he did smirk and laugh with his reply;

“That’s not very positive is it, sweetheart? When did I become the optimist of this relationship?” He asked nudging his knee against you.

You returned a laugh. It was rather ironic how the tables had turned. He pulled you back against his chest so you were both sitting against the wall of the train together causing another round of laughter to escape you. 

“Think about it,” He began to say; “Clean sheets every night, being able to actually know what the fuck you’re eating, a shower...” He said naming all the benefits of the higher classes.

You hummed dreamily, continuing his list;

“Warmer clothes, the nightclub, maybe even a glass of wine here and there.” 

Pike wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Your skin tingling when his next sentence rumbled low in your ear;

“Think about having more than enough time to ourselves. Or not having to be quiet at night.” He mewled.

Your eyes dashed around the surrounding area to make sure nobody was listening as a hard blush and grin appeared on your face;

“Pike.” You whispered back, knowing where he was going.

“A room to ourselves. Oh God, you don’t even know the half of the things I’d do to you. I’d make some of the fucking prettiest noises come out of you.”

You were a deep shade of red now. He knew how to get you excited. Of course, physical intimacy was near impossible in your situation. If you wanted to have sex, it was always going to have to be a hard, fast quickie in the very, very back where there was a curtain with a silent prayer that nobody would come in for just five or ten minutes. Even then, you had to be quiet and not draw any attention. That was fun at times, the thrill of being caught made it a little more passionate. But sometimes you just wanted to be able to moan his name louder than a whisper. 

“Okay, well, for now that’s going to have to wait until post rebellion.” You said clearing your throat afterwards to shake off his dirty comments.

Pike kissed your head and grinned;

“Then by hell and high water, this will be a damn successful rebellion.” 

He just wanted a better life. Everybody did. You never once blamed him for that. For now though, you’d just have to make the best of where you were. Just a bunch of tailies just barely getting by. It wasn’t a total loss though. You were together and depended on one another.

You were a family.

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Cell- Andre Layton

Pairing: Andre Layton x Reader (Platonic)

Characters: Andre Layton

Warnings: N/A

Request: N/A

Word Count: 408

Author: Aaron

“Psst.” You peered at Andre’s almost lifeless, beaten body that hunched in the corner of the small jail cell. “Layton!” Still no reply, he was clearly awake but either didn’t care to be harassed by another member of the law or clearly didn’t care for guests. You found a small something at your feet, upon closer inspection it turned out to be a pen lid but it would be more than good enough to throw at him without causing any damage.

“What?” He scoffed without raising his head.

“Layton, it’s me, y/n… I left the tail like… 3 months ago.”

“Huh?” He slowly brought himself onto his unsteady feet. “What the fuck, we though you were dead?” With heavy feet he shuffled over to you. “They… they told us you were dead?”

“They pulled me one night whilst I was sleeping, real scary shit. Turns out they needed people to help cultivate the crops and they found out that kind of used to be my forte. Turns out it’s kind of a rare speciality around here so I managed to bargain myself a cushy life in second.” Layton sneered and backed himself over to where he originally slumped.

“It’s alright for some, glad to know your shit’s all together. They are using me as an unpaid, beaten homicide detective but you don’t see me swanning around second class.”

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you all, I got stuff going on! I’ve got schedules noted down.” You turned your voice down to a whisper. “I’m figuring out whose running what, what would be the biggest hits, if you know what I mean?”

“Don’t give up your new life for us, don’t be a fool.”

“Please! As soon as they’re done with me I’m either gonna be chucked out of the train or thrown right back in the tail, these guys don’t care what happens as long as they get what they want. I haven’t forgotten about you all. Besides, life in second isn’t all It’s cracked up to be, you work all day, barely get any time think, never mind anything else. I’m still getting those shitty rations you get and I’m looked down on by everybody I work with and pass in the hall. I’m keeping everybody fed and all I’m getting is a slightly comfier bed.” Layton chuckled.

“Well once you get out give us what you know, maybe then we can bring some justice to Snowpiercer.”