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Casual dominance SO TRUE like hand placement and stuff, like😩😩
YEAHHH. this is all lowk more dilf art to me but either works tbh
art always having his hands on you in some capacity. a hand in your back pocket or the small of your back, you standing in front of him with his arms draped around your shoulders, standing between his legs (or sitting on his lap) any time he's sitting. he's not the possessive type but he knows how these college boys get so he's just making it clear you're not available.
he isn't the type to tell you what to wear, but he does make sure your skirt isn't riding up too high. "let them look. they can't touch, can they?" he does like when you wear stuff for his matches, though. whether it's one of his shirts or something ridiculous like a white tee with the text TITS FOR DONALDSON or some other bullshit (... patrick is definitely rubbing off on him.)
he never says "you decide." he's happy enough calling the shots for the both of you. where should we eat? what's the plan for today? next date? you don't need to worry your pretty little head about it!! you're his girl, after all.
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umm i know i said bots tn but plans change !!! bf made a miraculous appearance so i do not have my Laptop rn. will prob just work on asks while he honk shoo mimimis
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PLS elaborate on pride and prejudice! art??? my shayla???
shoutout to whoever sent the original req i love you. writing this in car very rushed i fear just Thinking
mr. donaldson who moved into the estate of netherfield park next to your family's. an eligible bachelor according to your mother, the sole male heir to his family's fortune. an entire £5,000 a year!
mr. donaldson who you officially met at the ball in meryton, alongside his closest friend, mr zweig, and his two sisters. well-mannered but a little awkward in his own charming sort of way, and very handsome.
mr. donaldson who couldn't wait to ask you to dance, despite his family's disapproval. he steps on your toes a few times, but the bashful smile he offers as an apology each time makes the pain worth it.
mr. donaldson who invited you to tea with his sisters so that he could see you again without coming off as too eager. when you catch a cold from the rain on the ride over, he spends the next few days at your bedside to nurse you back to health, brushing off your complaints that you don't want to spread your illness.
mr. donaldson who brings you flowers each day you're sick (sometimes a little crushed from being in his satchel) and insists he should hold your teacup while you drink. "your hands are shaking. allow me, my lady," but it's really just an excuse to sit on the edge of your bed with you.
mr. donaldson who writes you letters despite the fact longbourn is only a few miles from his own home. he delivers them in person to your door, but never stays to chat. he hasn't worked up the courage to ask your father for permission to court you.
mr. donaldson who lights up every time he catches a glimpse of you at high society events, whether it is a luncheon or a ball. he always looks rather flustered when asking to fill your dance card, but as soon as you're moving through the crowds together and you're smiling up at him so sweetly, the tension leaves his shoulders.
mr. donaldson who is absolutely heartbroken when patrick and his sisters tell him you have no interest in him and he should find a young lady with a better fortune. he spends several months back in london, and none of the letters he attempts to write you ever make it to you.
mr. donaldson who finally sees you again following a long spring and summer of fruitless pining. you're just as beautiful as he remembers, and he has to resist the urge not to pull out the heirloom ring he's carried in his pocket ever since your first meeting at meryton.
mr. donaldson who finally declares his intentions to court you to your parents. your mother's approval is a given due to her longing to climb the social ladder, but it's your father who gave him sweaty palms. following a long discussion about how he absolutely worships the ground you walk on and would be honoured to call himself your husband, your father agrees.
mr. donaldson who brushes off any mention of a dowry. he has more than enough incentive to make you his wife already, and he does everything by the book. chaperones present where required, tea with your families, and bringing you little gifts ranging from jewellery to a new stationery box to keep exchanging letters.
mr. donaldson who flushes scarlet when you begin to affectionately dub him as "artie" the closer the pair of you get. he doesn't even bat an eye when patrick makes fun of him for the nickname. he just thinks everything you say is lovely.
mr. donaldson who asks for your hand in marriage less than two months later. it's not the most romantic proposal ever, just during a walk on his estate during which he couldn't keep it bottled in anymore. but the impassioned speech he gave you, and the way he dropped to one knee and took your hands in his, was enough of a gesture in itself.
mr. donaldson who marries you in a joint ceremony alongside mr zweig and your younger sister. despite being surrounded by your families and every nobleperson your mother could think of inviting, he's focused entirely on you. gazing at you as if the sun rises and sets solely for you, even as his friend delivers his speech.
mr. donaldson who insists on writing his own vows just to tell you how much he loves you. he rambles on for so long that someone has to cut him off. despite blushing furiously, he doesn't regret his display of adoration in the slightest.
mr. donaldson who is very happy to consummate the marriage with you, and is surprisingly well-built under all those tailored suits. he spends the night nestled between your thighs, showing you exactly what else that romantic tongue of his is capable of.
#jo asks ⋆˚࿔#literally just a summarised version of the book off the top of my head lmfao#will prob write something Real for this eventually#pride and prejudice!art#art donaldson#art donaldson x reader#art donaldson au#challengers#challengers au#patrick zweig#mike faist#pride and prejudice
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Totally agree. I live for frat!art. Need more content of him just being a whoreman

someone take one for the team and feed the masses
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𐂐⋆.˚ ´- please. you guys know i don’t write like this please please please give me grace. okay loaf you



THE REVIEW – chef!patrick x reader
“i mean, who the fuck do they think they are?!”
you’d known patrick could get… passionate about things like this. it’s been two weeks since the whole great-cat-escape of apartment 6A, and the guy has just about embedded himself in every part of your routine. he knows when you get home, he knows when you wake up, when you go to sleep, when you’re in the shower, when you smoke your last cigarette of the night. on the rare occasion he’s back at his place before you’re back at yours, he’s fucking itching for you to get home.
but this new found ‘romance’ is besides the point.
since he’s gotten into your apartment he hasn’t shut up about some mystery review that baker friend sent him. “east village’s notoriously unimaginative ‘chef’ patrick zweig has left me less than stunned after three courses. again.” now, that’s what got him. it wasn’t the reference to his not-so-orthodox path to cooking, not the jabs at his failed pop-up attempts in brooklyn — no, it was the fact that they didn’t like his steak tartar.
“it’s classic, you don’t fuck with classic!” he laughs bitterly, stalking behind you as you clean up the kitchen. “you had the same thing they did the other day, the same exact thing, and you said it was amazing!” you can’t help but pray the sink starts to drown him out at some point. “classic’s boring, patrick, you know that. no one’s looking for more wagyu, or whatever you use-”
“it’s like if i came here tonight, ate the chicken, smiled in your face, and texted someone about how dry it was- and on top of that, compared you to art!”
“you’re saying my chicken was dry?”
“i’m saying it’s rude.” patrick stands behind you while you scrub at the admittedly dry bits of chicken stuck to your cast iron, his hands mindlessly boxing you in against the counter. he leans his forehead down on your shoulder, an all-too-exasperated sigh leaving him. “and what does art have to do with this?” you mutter, shrugging him off of you.
“nothing, i just…” he stands up straight, leaning against the counter behind you. “i can’t fucking escape her. everywhere i look, it’s her, i have to be as good as her. it makes no sense, it always comes back to her…” the silence that stretches between you two after that is nauseating, the only thing breaking it up being the sound of running water and clanking dishes.
her. this unknown evil, a constant, nagging entity who constantly leaves him ten steps behind. but as soon as the silence starts, it’s over, a sharp inhale breaking the barrier between you two.
“it was bad, baby.” he laughs, turning around and scurrying to the living room to grab your laptop. “i mean, you have to read this thing-”
“it’s dead.” you shout from the kitchen, drying the soapy water from your hands and following closely behind him, grabbing at the computer the second he opens it. your favorite thing about this ‘relationship’? you both have a knack for dismissing shit. even if it’s getting hard to, he bites, his hands dropping to his sides with a suspicious silence.
close. too close.
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this is SO real like sub art is my baby but dom art??? DHSKSBEKANSNW i actually need him carnally like literally in my skin
soft dom!art or not is the question… he’s so casual dominance to me too idk.
but simultaneously Pleaaaase call me a slut !!! him winning an important college game and using you (Quite Literally) to celebrate….
“think you even deserve this? i’m a winner, after all.” “could have picked anyone but here you are. c’mon, say thank you.”
either way. red snapback stays ON during sex
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all roads lead back to home 🩷


thinking about his veins rn
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I need him IMMEDIATELY.
dom!art don’t let them silence you!!!!
he’s so princess baby angel… but i also need him to slut me the fuck out. Please 😇
smth ab frat (or just general stanford ig) art in particular. like he isn’t in patrick’s shadow anymore so he can be a complete manwhore. thinking thoughts…
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Ok as promised 😁😁 Roger thoughts inspired by my recent rewatch of Minx (which I recommend!!!)
Anyways, Roger really needs a writing job. Really really needs one. His mattress is on the floor, his landlord is itching to kick him out… he just needs a paycheck. Maybe that’s why he circles your classifieds ad in red marker— SEEKING SKILLED COPYWRITER TO WRITE REAL ARTICLES FOR LEWD MAGAZINE.
It’s not exactly going to be award winning, but the pay seems decent enough, which means you must really be desperate for a writer. He shows up to the shitty little office building where you’ve set up your headquarters carrying his briefcase and copies of his writing.
When you see him you just look up lazily from the desk and tell him to take off his pants and you can get started. And he’s a little confused, but he thinks maybe it’s in the spirit of the magazine. Free love, or whatever.
He strips to his boxers, wearing a sheepish little blush as he holds his briefcase to his chest. You just sigh and tell him he doesn’t have to be shy, you’ve seen like 30 other dicks today. Yeesh, tough job market!
He puts his briefcase down on your desk and tugs down his boxers. You blatantly ogle him, pushing down your glasses as you lean over your desk to take a good look. And you give him a final once over before you say, yeah, you’d definitely be a good candidate for our first centerfold.
He scratches the back of his neck and clears his throat before he asks, uh, did you want to read my writing samples?
Maybe he should’ve called first, or bothered to read the sign on the door that read CENTERFOLD AUDITIONS INSIDE. But, hey, why can’t he do both?
ok idea finished I just want to imagine slutting him out for a playgirl style magazine <3
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favorite from ATP?
oh yeah it's— *GUNSHOTS*
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requests bot dump: 13/4/25









the bear:
𖦹- Carmen Berzatto - sign language - working in a busy, loud kitchen whilst being deaf must be terrifying, but Carmen is willing to learn, for you. (carmy x deaf!user) sign language by eric clapton and bob dylan.
𖦹- Carmen Berzatto - little brother, goodbye - Carmen knows that you're mad that he didn't show up to Mikey's funeral, but he just wants to look after his baby sibling. (carmy and berzatto-sibling!user) coyote, little brother by pete seeger.
𖦹- Carmen Berzatto - depollute me, pretty baby - Carmen has been in love with you for years, and now that the time has come for the two of you to get intimate, all he wants is to impress you. we'll never have sex by leith ross.
𖦹- Michael Berzatto - the only exception - you've saved Michael, and he's so scared of hurting you, but he just cannot resist whenever you come to check up on him (michael x younger!user) the only exception by paramore.
shameless:
𖦹- Lip Gallagher - strangers again - Lip seems to have moved on from you after the summer, but he'll still happily use you to look after Liam. strangers by celeste.
𖦹- Lip Gallagher - one of your girls - you've always been the only girl in Lip's life, but you don't know how to cope when he starts becoming more popular. one of your girls by troye sivan.
𖦹- Lip Gallagher - sunday morning- a rainy sunday morning seems to be the most perfect time for the two of you to get cuddly and sappy. sunday morning by the velvet underground.
𖦹- Lip Gallagher - you are not alone - Lip has always been your safe space, and you've always been extremely anxious, and all he wants to do is comfort you after you come back from a new mom's gathering in tears. you are not alone by stephen sondheim (into the woods).
𖦹- Lip Gallagher - cut your hair - Lip cannot cope after another lice outbreak at Freddie's school, so the hair gets shaved in the middle of the night. common people by pulp.
music:
𖦹- Bob Dylan - i got mean - Bob doesn't like to show his stage fright like a normal person, so he lashes out. i know the end by phoebe bridgers.
𖦹- Bob Dylan - shelter from the storm- Bob doesn't like how people talk about him, you help him feel like a man. shelter from the storm by bob dylan.
the iron claw:
𖦹- David Von Erich- power of love - David loves to talk in the ring, especially about you, and especially when he gets to announce your marriage. power of love by jennifer rush.
brooklyn nine-nine:
𖦹- Jake Peralta - just a silly thing - an undercover stakeout leaves you wanting more. i'm not in loved by 10cc.
stranger things:
𖦹- Steve Harrington - the air that i breathe - Steve and you have practically become the same person, so when you get to work together at family video, he starts to love you even more. the air that i breathe by the hollies.
criminal minds:
𖦹- Spencer Reid - sesame syrup- addiction is a nasty thing, and as Spencer gets better, all he wants to do is help you (tw!substance abuse). sesame syrup by cigarettes after sex.
𖦹- Spencer Reid - nobody- Spencer and you are both terribly lonely, and it only hits him how much he feels like he's using you when you're injured after a case. nobody by mitski.
note: some of these requests are a year old and i'm so sorry that it took so long to get them out! i'm hoping to release some more bots and update my fics over this next week while i have a break. thankyou x
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jo! what's your ideal slumber party/cozy night in?
omg this question is so cute
for slumber parties i'm such a horror movie girl!! drinks (whether that's hot chocolate or rum...) w yap time first and then when it gets late enough scary movies!! (or we have one person play a horror game and we all take a shot every time we jump 😭) snack wise i could eat endless maltesers by myself it's so bad
for a cosy night in, i normally just read/write or play video games. love sitting by the fire w a book !! my sister and i have been rewatching the barbie movies together recently though <3 we try to get through at least one a week
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mickey rourke gone :D
YAYYYY I KNOW took them long enough
i didn't watch but it seemed like they made the decision after he got rude with someone else (chris I think?) which is lowk annoying because as soon as he's disrespectful to a man they take it seriously... but oh well perhaps i'm just being too woke
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Bot release tonight or no? no pressure btw!
got home later than expected so prob not :( tomorrow for sure though
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panic is good so far! kinda cheesy but i'm enjoying it lmao. dodge and heather are my favourites but ray is kind of growing on me which probably says a lot about me - 🦕
dodge and heather my #1s !!! i'm glad ur enjoying it :)
no shame ab the ray thing btw he's kinda... heart eyes emoji
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