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naeviskz · 9 months ago

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WHIRLWIND ๑‧˚₊ ─── HHJ

synopsis ; you overreact just a teensy bit when you see hyunjin talking to another girl, but when you find out the actual reason why … you try everything you can to make it up to him.

genre 숌 non-idol au, boyfriend!hyunjin x girlfriend!reader | established relationship

words - 3.6k tags/warnings 숌 fluff, (some) angst? pwp, smut, reader gets very jealous easily/has possessive tendencies, small mentions of insecurities, v v v clingy & needy gf, marking, dry humping, dirty talk, oral (m), lowkey daddy kink, hj has a big cawk, breeding kink cause that’s my fave tehe. i will preface that oc kinda has a toxic way of thinking and it’s def not healthy to act this way irl !!

now playing 🎧 : cool with you by newjeans, streets by doja cat

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[ this my first ever writing that has smut in it so bear w/ me pls ;-; i’m still learning how to do this right haha, but lmk if you enjoyed this at all <3 **not proofread btw ! ]

“Let’s go on that one next Jinnie!!” You squeal like a giddish teenager as you point to the ride up ahead, violently pulling on Hyunjin’s hand his entire arm might just fall off.

It’ll be your 1 year anniversary in approximately a week, and what better way to pre celebrate than going to the amusement park and watching fireworks at night? You haven’t been to one in years, reminiscing all those times you were a kid innocently frolicking around, not having a single care in the world. Since you’re a fully grown adult now it’s an altered experience, you’re able to pick up on social cues and no longer need parental supervision. You forgot just how thrilling it was to let loose and have fun, all while spending it with your lovely boyfriend.

The current ride you’re both getting on is essentially a giant wooden pirate ship that swings in a horizontal motion, elevating you high up in the air. You don’t do heights very well but Hyunjin’s a little daredevil who gets off on the adrenaline rush. He’s tried convincing you to do skydiving but that’s just something you refuse to compromise on. Before going on the pirate ship ride you went on the teacups, which was probably your favorite one of today. You couldn’t stop giggling and teasing Hyunjin over how incredibly fast he was spinning the turn-wheel, almost forgetting that you were also supposed to contribute. Spending quality time with your boyfriend like this means everything to you, he makes you feel like you’re floating on a pink cloud whenever you’re together. Like nothing else matters but you and him.

As the day progressed, what was once a milky, pale blue sky has now become a smoky dull atmosphere. Night was approaching any minute, making the temperature drop dramatically— you regret leaving the house in just shorts and a crop top. Your limbs shaking and trembling involuntarily from gusts of cool air the wind casually blows, Hyunjin seems to take note of this and takes action immediately.

“Want my hoodie babe?” Hyunjin asks out of concern, ready to yank it off the minute you agree.

You profusely nod at his offer, unable to withstand the frigid weather for another second. He pauses momentarily to grab the hem of his Versace sweatshirt with his free hand, swiftly drawing it over his head and handing it to you. Underneath he wore a thin plain white tee, now suffering from the cold— but any sacrifice is worthy of making for his precious babygirl.

Quickly putting it on, your body feels instantly warmer from his body heat still embedded into the soft fabric. “You saved me Jinnie, I almost turned into a human popsicle!” Were you exaggerating a bit? Maybe, but that’s beside the point. You’re all cozy now in Hyunjin’s oversized hoodie, loving the fact that only you get to wear his clothes.

His eyes shape into crescents as he flashes an adoring smile, “my diet would only consist of peach flavored ___ popsicles for the rest of my life then.”

You swear he’s just the cutest, most adorable, sweetest thing to have ever walked this earth. Sometimes you wonder how you got so lucky to end up with a person as charming, and perfect as Hyunjin. He’d say the same about you too but there’s another layer to how you feel. You’re often very over protective and territorial over him, needing to know exactly where he is at all times and who he’s hanging out with. Most of the time he’s with you, either at your place or at his. There was a set routine you two had at this point, after he’s done with work he’ll call and let you know he’s on his way to yours. Hyunjin knows how paranoid you can get when he’s gone for too long so he makes sure to communicate with you as much as he can throughout the day. It’s hard to deal with someone as high maintenance as you but he makes it work, he likes that you’re always worried and concerned about him — he’d rather have a girlfriend like that than one who doesn’t care about him.

“Looks like the sun should be setting soon.. won’t be much longer ‘til the fireworks start!” You cheer out of excitement, part of the reason you wanted to come was to see them.

He nods in agreement, “you’re right, is there anything else you wanna ride before they start?”

As if your brain answered before you could even think, “You.”

His doe eyes widened at your bold reply, never quite getting used to your subtle dirty mind. “I’ll give you that in due time, don’t worry mamas.”

A little bit later on you challenged Hyunjin to try the ‘test your strength’ game and of course he couldn’t pass up a moment to impress you. He gets into a competitive sports stance, gripping the hammer tightly before he swung hard at the puck. The meter flew straight up and hit the bell on his first try, able to win whatever prize he wanted from the largest section. He lets you choose whichever plushy you wanted, a giant fluffy pink stuffed unicorn that you held in your other hand that wasn’t occupied with Hyunjin’s.

“Hyunjinnieee, ‘m getting kinda hungry,” you childishly whine in hopes of getting him to buy you both food.

Before he could even get a response out your eyes were already fixated on something. The glowing neon lights of a food stand selling mozzarella corn dogs, you’ve always wanted to try those as you see them all the time on TikTok. Without hesitation you make a mad dash for the line as you drag your innocent boyfriend along for the adventure. As you got closer you realize the lines pretty spread out, there was at least 20+ people waiting but you were willing to stay as you really wanted one.

Hyunjin detaches his hand from yours, making you question his sudden intentions, “be right back babe, m’gonna go to the restroom.” He politely excuses himself, “here’s my card just in case I don’t make it back in time.” Pulling his credit card from his wallet to hand you before venturing off.

“Don’t be gone for too long please, or else I’ll come find you myself.” You were dead serious too, honestly speaking you didn’t necessarily want him out of your sight but you trust that he’ll come back in a reasonable amount of time. Hopefully.

“I promise babe.” He reassures, giving a quick peck to your forehead before vanishing into the crowd.

After what seemed like an eternity, you manage to secure the corn dogs and pay for them with Hyunjin’s card. Realizing now that your boyfriend is still gone, it’s been a good 15-20 minutes and he promised that he’d be back. Now you have to go looking for him like a mother who’s just lost their child. Scanning every area of the park you came across, you begin to feel anxious when you don’t see him anywhere. A range of negative thoughts intrude your mind with possibilities of where he could’ve gone. What you weren’t expecting was for your intuition to be exactly spot on.

There he was standing in front a taco truck, talking and laughing with another girl. A girl you absolutely do not recognize and have no clue why or what she’s doing even having a conversation with your man. You couldn’t move at all, frozen in place as you watched the scene fold out in front of you, making you more livid as it continues. The mystery girl was pissing you off by the minute, the tiny skirt she wore barely left anything to the imagination and her body language was way too close for comfort for your liking. You had to put a stop to this immediately.

Slowly you make your way up to them, examining the situation further. The blonde girl tries to loom even closer to Hyunjin but he backs away a bit, a sheer look of fear and paranoia in his eyes. She keeps talking to him but he doesn’t really say much back, only half smiling and nodding. What makes you pick up your pace at lightning speed was when he pulls his phone out from his back pocket, as if he’s about to ask for her number.

You’ve seen enough, it’s time to intervene now.

Practically sprinting up to them you see the girl perk up when she sees you, giving a friendly wave and inviting smile as if she wasn’t just trying to steal your man a second ago. You’re ready to rip this bitches hair out and show her that she’s picked the wrong one to mess with today.

“Oh hi, you must be ___, it’s so good to finally meet you!” Her voice was so squeaky and high-pitched, not even in a cute way, just obnoxiously loud and annoying.

…How the fuck does this girl know who you are?

“Who the hell is this?” You snap at Hyunjin, completely ignoring the girl’s presence, “How does she know you?”

“I’m— ”

“I believe I asked my boyfriend, not you. Who is she?” You rudely cut her off to reiterate the question.

Hyunjin looks like he’s just witnessed a murder, his own murder to be exact. “This is Valerie, we went to high school together, I was just showing her your freelance work and all the cool designs you make ‘cause she’s looking for graphic designers and I think you’re really talented babe.”

Your heart just sank to the pit of your stomach. The balled up fist your right hand was clenching soon released itself, no longer in fight mode but flight mode from the sudden embarrassment you’re internally battling.

“Oh..”

“Uh, well it was nice talking to you Hyunjin! I’ll go find my husband now, but your graphics are incredible ___ and I’d love to hire you for a couple projects I have lined up. Here’s my business card!” She hands you the flimsy card stock and leaves in an instant.

Now you feel totally ridiculous for almost causing a scene and cursing out the girl and your boyfriend for just wanting to promote your work. You owe him an apology big time.

“I thought you were…”

“Flirting with another girl, seriously? You think I have a death wish or something? Of course I’d never try something like that. The first thing she saw was you as my lock screen when I checked the time. Plus she’s married, I don’t think she’d be that dumb.” Hyunjin further proves his case, making sure not to leave any details out.

“M’sorry baby, please forgive me.” You plead for forgiveness, regressing back to your softer, more gentle side “lemme make it up to you daddy.”

“Nngh! Hyunjin-” you keen into his ear as you rub your clothed heat against his toned thigh, holding onto him for stable support.

You seriously felt bad for acting out like that earlier, all you want to do now is make him feel so good he forgets all about your previous unhinged behavior. Lord knows what you’d do if you ever lose someone so important to you. You can’t think about that right now though. Right now was all about him and making him feel good, but you can’t help but get something out of it as well.

The backseat of his car was a bit cramped as he decided to take his smaller convertible instead of the SUV, not exactly bargaining that later on you’d be getting freaky in his vehicle. Nonetheless you enjoy each other’s company, not needing much space anyway — if anything you wanted to be as close to him as possible. If you could get inside his skin you probably would. You love Hyunjin more than yourself, often feeling like you aren’t good enough to be with him. Maybe the reason you’re so protective and jealous is because you fear he’ll leave you for someone better.

Lazily trailing your lips down further, placing small pecks here and there until you land on his neck, adorned with a dainty silver chain, nuzzling your face into the crook of it. He smells so good, the cologne he’s wearing along with his natural pheromones is an intoxicating concoction. You stick your tongue out, gliding the wet muscle over his bare skin, still feverishly rutting into him while listening to his ethereal moans.

“Mmm.. I love you.” He murmurs under his breath, slipping his hands underneath (his) your hoodie to feel you up. His hands travel upwards to find the valley of your breasts, still covered by the bra you’re wearing he slides underneath the cups to lightly squeeze them.

You nibble on his neck in response, harshly sucking on the flesh to leave visible love bites, you want to make it abundantly clear to the whole world Hwang Hyunjin belongs to you.

“I love you more Hyunjinnie,” you stop for a brief moment to say, “gonna prove it.” Which you will once you’re satisfied with marking his entire neck and chest with dozens of purple and red hickeys.

Even though he’s touching you, grinding his hard length into you and purring out your name, you need more. Craving to see and feel more of him, you tug at the hem of his t-shirt in hopes he catches your drift.

“Off. Now.” You demand sharply, getting more impatient by the second.

He obliges instantly, stripping the garment off his body to reveal the most gorgeous set of abs you’ve laid your eyes upon, he’s so unreal it makes you constantly question if you’re dreaming. You went from his neck to kissing his plump lips, his hand cupping the side of your face to deepen the kiss, both so desperate and horny for each other. Running your manicured hands down his beautiful body, just the tiniest flexing Hyunjin does with his muscles makes you go crazy. You need him to manhandle you, have you bent over and get fucked senselessly.

“Lie back Jinnie, m’gonna suck you off.” You command him to move, getting up from him so he can pivot into a more comfortable position.

He shuffles around, leaning into the leather seat before quickly undoing his pants and sliding them down his ankles. You get on your knees, disappearing between his legs to come in contact with his stiff erection. Tracing figure eights on his thighs, he hisses from your delicate touch. You couldn’t resist planting a chaste kiss to his stomach, leaving another wet kiss to his v-line. Any little touch makes Hyunjin’s heart beat out of his chest, he can’t get enough of you just as you can’t of him— high off each other like an addictive, psychoactive drug.

As you finally free his cock from the last barrier, his boxer briefs, you’re in awe from just how much precum he’s leaking already. His length stood straight up resting on his stomach, faint veins protruding around the shaft. You kiss his pretty pink tip while looking up at him with innocent eyes, grabbing the base of his cock, opening your mouth just a little to provide a few kitten licks. You’ve only just started but he feels like he’s going to come undone already.

“Shit-” he lowly grunts, feeling his cock pulsate in your tiny hand.

Taking him further in your mouth now, you manage to fit half of his length, bobbing your head up and down while keeping a tight suction on his cock. Hyunjin involuntarily rocks his hips into you, making you gag just a little from how big he is. You could never fit all of him (except for that one time you were super drunk and magically forgot what a gag reflex was) but you still try your best and that’s all that matters to him. He loves that you’re always willing to give him random blowjobs whenever and wherever, you both love public sex and the idea of possibly being caught. You take a short break to collect more saliva, spitting on his cock and spreading it with your hand to make it even messier. His mouth was permanently agape, staring down at you with lust filled eyes, not knowing how much longer he can last. When you start pumping his cock much faster along with swirling your tongue around it , he thinks he might just lose it. Panting heavily, he shifts underneath you in attempt to get you to stop but you keep sucking like the cock hungry slut you are for him. He’s seriously going to nut any minute if you continue at this rate.

“Babe.. you’re gonna make me cum if you keep this up…” he closes his eyes, almost giving in to what’s inevitably about to come.

“Isn’t that the goal?” You ask quickly before going back.

“No,” he says, slightly frustrated with you for not obeying, “fucking this tight little pussy is.”

You’re confused when he’s pulling you away from him, moving you from the floor and back onto his lap all in one swift action, manhandling you for real this time. “What’re you doing!” You raise your voice at him like a brat, to which he spanks your behind in response.

“Shh.. relax.” He shuts you up by pulling you in for a slow, sensual kiss.

You moan into his mouth, melting right into his touch like always. “Need you so bad please..” you whine for to feel more of him.

“Tell me what you need, I’ll give it to you baby.” He promises, lacing his fingers in your hair, looking at you with pure admiration.

“Your cock.. need your big fat cock inside me now,” you beg like a good girl, “please daddy, i’m literally soaking for you.” Shameless at this point with how you talk, but you know the dirtier you get the more Hyunjin likes it.

He can’t say no when you ask so polite that. “I’ll give it to you, I’ll give you whatever you want princess.”

And he does.

Once he rids you of your shorts and underwear, you’re back on top of him, lining yourself up with his thick cock that slides right in from you being so ready.

“Fuck you’re so wet baby.. you take this cock so well cutie,” he praises you in the hottest way possible. You’ll never get tired of hearing him talk like this to you, hence why you love to have sex so much.

“Only for you daddy.” You breathlessly spoke, getting used to his length for a moment before beginning to move. Slowly bouncing up and down his member at first until Hyunjin slams his cock into you, walls clenching as you feel every inch of him. You shifted from grinding on him in slow motion to picking up your speed, placing both hands around his neck. Hyunjin throws his head back in pleasure, wrapping his hand around your waist as the other grips the soft flesh of your ass.

“Mine… your cock is mine,” you’re going faster and faster, crying out as he matches your movements, thrusting back into you hard. “Only I get to ride this everyday.”

He doesn’t hesitate to agree, letting you know exactly who he belongs to. “I’m all yours babygirl, can have this cock as much as you want, use me to get yourself off..”

You feel like you’re about to come soon, legs shaking and spasming from his girth splitting you open. “Yes baby..” you couldn’t think straight anymore, “love your cock so much Jinnie..” You mewl from being so full and cockstuffed “mmph.. wanna have your babies.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill your little cunt with all my cum and get you pregnant, hmm ? That what you want pretty girl?” He sounded so pussy drunk he couldn’t even blame you for wanting to any of this.

One more thrust was all it took for the thread to unravel inside of you, seeing white, glowing stars as you get closer to your orgasm.

“Jinnie kiss me.”

He does as he’s told, grabbing your face to kiss you roughly, entering his tongue in your mouth to intertwine with yours. He’s so good at everything he does it’s insane. Maybe if the dick wasn’t so damn good you wouldn’t be half as crazy.

“I’m so close princess..” he announces, slipping one of his long, slender digits onto your clit, coaxing your release.

“Me too.”

Everything feels ultra sensitive to you as you approach your climax, whimpering as Hyunjin sucks on your perked nipples while you continue riding him. A sudden rambunctious crackling sound startles the both of you, but what you weren’t expecting to see outside were fireworks lighting up the night sky. You’d completely forgot how excited you were to see them, watching in amazement as all the vibrant colors morph together. Leaning in to tenderly kiss your boyfriend who was also momentarily distracted, you get back right to business, chasing after your highs. Hyunjin finishes inside you like you wanted, feeling his hot seed spill into your aching heat. You came undone shortly after, holding onto him while your bare chests collide. Fireworks detonate inside your body as they do outside.

As if the universe had orchestrated the perfect 1 year anniversary pre celebration just for the two of you; a perfect moment to seal your love with the glittering magic of romance and fireworks combined. Hyunjin’s so happy to have met someone like you, someone who loves him so passionately and so deeply. He may not understand why you think the way you do sometimes, or react with such brash methods, but he knows that you do it out of pure love. It’s a whirlwind of emotions dating you but he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world or have it any other way.

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angelbrainrot · 3 months ago

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❝ leather black and eyes of blue. . . BLUE, BLUE, BLUE 𓂃 ⋄ 🎸 ❞

maisie and matt have always clashed heads with one another. growing up across the street from each other, they’ve never gotten along. maisie’s parents have classified matt as a danger she should stay far away from and she has no problem doing such. it’s not until after she goes to a party his band is playing at that she realizes all she needs is a little bit of alcohol to see that her real problem is the attraction she feels towards him. enemies are still enemies if they’ve slept with one another…right? maisie’s too drunk right now to care about anything she usually would when it comes to someone like matt, so she decides she’s okay with hating herself tomorrow if it means he’ll be on top of her tonight.

words: 7.1k

pairing: matt sturn x fem!oc

context: this is a flashback scene for my original fanfic, so there may be a heap of confusing background characters mentioned if u are reading this as a stand-alone ! guitarist!matt. (he also has shady shit going on) bratty!oc. enemies to lovers but they drunkenly sleep together once and this is them in the car otw to go sleep together. (this is from his perspective so u can kind of tell he’s always wanted her tho) ocs friend = sunny (fem!oc) + sunny = chris’ gf.

story: national anthem

WARNINGS: SMUT, oral (m receiving), unprotected p in v, petname usage (“baby”), nickname usage (“mason”)

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after the party, when time came for the triplets, their bandmates, and their tag-alongs to pack into the band's van so that they could all leave together, it was decided that matt would not be the driver for once. he is actually just as plastered as the people he usually picks fun at for drinking so much.

it is obvious, however, that the reason being for such has to do with maisie's attendance tonight. sunny had already planned to come home with the triplets, but maisie's intentions were to simply walk across the street to her home after the party. matt just happened to come up lucky in changing her mind with the magic workings of his lips.

now, sunny has scrambled to the very back of the van with chris, and the two are very clearly appreciating their seats next to one another by sucking each other's faces off. maisie and matt are sat in the next row, matt rubbing at his forehead since he's still trying to get his dick to calm down from being around maisie all night as the girl herself seems peaceful in her drunken haze. then nick and roddy sit together, nick tipsy enough to make roddy smile a little more than usual and roddy as sober as always. quinton is driving, and dylan is more occupied with shooting amused looks into the back of the van every five minutes than picking the right songs for aux.

as matt's hard on is finally beginning to subside, maisie sits up a little straighter in her seat to turn and peak around at whatever sunny and chris are doing. matt purposefully keeps his head down as her eyes widen at sunny practically on top of chris, his hands cupping her breasts through her dress in the midst of their passionate make out. they're so slouched over the seats that they're out of most of the passengers' view, and maisie finds herself muttering, "damn," as she turns back around in her seat. she hasn't seen her best friend acting like such a freak in a long time.

she looks down to her lap and realizes she forgot to put her seatbelt on when she climbed into the car. chris and sunny clearly never bothered to do so either, so she isn't really worried about it. she glances over to matt and finds no belt keeping him safe either. her stare lingers though, specifically just on him.

he looks dangerously good tonight—good enough to make her ignore every raging red flag of his which has stopped her from ever getting to this point with him. but now she's next to him in a car with plans to go back to his place, and all she can think about is how bad she wants him. in this moment, it feels worse than anything she has ever wanted before. he's more-so a craving. he's been in the background of her life for ages now, but she's never been this close to him before, and now that she is, she's completely okay with hating herself in the morning.

if she really is finally giving into her deepest, darkest desire, she'll be damned if she doesn't have fun doing so.

she continues to unabashedly stare at him when he starts subconsciously rubbing the edge of his jaw with his hand, his eyes finally jumping to her in the lack of light the car's windows provide around them. his brows pull together slightly at the sight of her already looking at him, his voice low when he quietly asks, "what?"

maisie doesn't know how to answer. she can't come out and say "i just want you," when her ego would never let her say such a thing—not even drunk—but it's all that's floating her mind right now. wordlessly, she bites her lip. she knows it's a pathetic action just because it's in hopes he'll catch her drift, but she sticks by it as his hand drops from his face.

she watches the scrunch between his eyebrows deepen before his tongue darts out to wet his lips. "maisie," his voice has more rasp in it than before, and it has her biting down harder on her lip. his eyes shine extra due to the glimmer of the streetlights passing by through the surrounding windows, and maisie finds herself pushing her legs together at the saliva barely coating his lips being highlighted in her vision.

matt's eyes jump to the tightening of her thighs, noticing it just as the sound of chris and sunny's hushed moans overshadowing the music dylan is playing causes maisie's face to grow flush with some form of anger. it feels like she's missing out on fun she could be having as well when her best friend is getting it on right next to her. swiftly, she lets out a frustrated sigh. "matt," she breathes, turning in her seat to face him.

matt hears the whine in her voice and feels his pupils expand with lust, losing all train of thought as he finally reaches out to touch her. his hand smoothly slides onto her bare thigh, the instant warmth of her skin relieving some of the tension he feels, but not nearly enough. she’s been unattainable in his eyes for so long now through all of her fury, that knowing he can touch her however he likes is almost overwhelming. his hand creeps up further her thigh, reaching the bottom of her tight-fitting dress as his low-lidded eyes peer up to her. he leans his head back against the back of the car seat and softly murmurs, "mason..." the heat radiating off her skin warms him up entirely, and he wishes he could skip to the part where he gets to feel it everywhere.

letting out a mix of a huff and a grunt at matt's gentle whisper, maisie can officially not take this any longer. abruptly, she leans forward and firmly grabs his face with her hands to turn his head towards hers and push their lips together. she can practically feel matt's surprise at her sudden actions, his lips taking a second to catch up to hers. as soon as he's aware of what is happening and adjusted to the feeling of her mouth on his, however, his hand slides off of her thigh in attempt to begin to take control of their positioning.

he sits up as their lips work against one another, turning in his seat to face her as she is him. his back presses against the window behind him as he feels satisfied in their new position, now able to fully focus on maisie all over him. she gets closer and closer to him the deeper their kiss becomes, and matt is desperate to find the best place for his hands, them wandering from her waist, to her hips, to her neck.

once maisie breaks away from him for their first breath of air, she takes a moment to bring her hair behind her shoulders. matt's legs subconsciously spread to lean against the cramped walls of the other seats around them, and he doesn't think anything of the action until maisie is leaning into the space between them. his eyes widen as she comes close to him again, but this time, there is significantly less distance between them with her newfound positioning between his legs. he sucks in a sharp breath when their faces are inches from each other yet again, raising his hands to travel down her backside to the end of her dress.

maisie leans in to connect their lips once more, and this time her hands reside on the back of his neck. the kiss starts off slow, just as matt's hands find her ass, and it feels as if he could memorize the pattern of her lips in this sitting. it quickly grows passionate when her lips part and he smoothly slides his tongue into her mouth, her hands trailing up into the ends of his hair. her fingers slide through his short locks of hair, and he grunts at the way her acrylics scratch his scalp, squeezing her cheeks as a reflex.

it's at this time that his previous problem quickly becomes a reoccurring one. when maisie's hips rock against him sensually, his eyes suddenly snap open. suddenly pulling away from her, his hands slide off of her bottom to her hips instead. he clearly takes her off guard when he attempts to push her back, her eyebrows furrowing and her hands coming atop his to stop him. "what's wrong?" she whispers.

"i'd fuck you in this car if i could. you make me so fucking horny," he says hushedly, maisie's eyes widening almost instantly. she wants to laugh, but she'd be lying if she said she's not in the same boat as him right now, so she remains serious. she presses her lips together as her hands move to rest on the sides of his neck, watching him suck in a breath before whispering lowly, "i don't want anyone to see me hard."

maisie can't fight her wicked grin that follows; he should know by now that, that would only make her feel good. "i don't care," she responds confidently before ignoring his previous hesitancy completely and bringing his lips back to hers.

matt feels the blood shoot to his cock immediately and knows he shouldn't, but he melts so easily into maisie's kiss that it becomes a weakness of his he can not fight. his hands grip onto her ass again, and he can now pick up on how it arouses her by the sloppiness of her kissing when he does it. he continues to do it just to feel her struggle to keep up with him, and pulls away from her with a smirk so that she can catch her breath.

as maisie attempts to get her breathing back to normal speed, she can't help but pay attention to the way matt is pulling her against him. it seems to be something he's doing subconsciously with his hand placement, but it's distinctive to maisie as it causes his crotch to press further into her. their bodies are nearly perfectly aligned with her being between his legs, so feeling his cock hard underneath her has heat going right between her legs.

she bites down on her lip at the pressure of his dick rubbing against her through their clothes, quickly making an effort to try and push herself further onto him. matt's eyes widen at the action not going unnoticed in the slightest, his hands freezing as he looks at her. "what are you doing?"

"i can feel how big you are," she whispers to him lowly, taking pride in the shock of his expression following her bold words. she smiles at the panic which floods his features, surely because her sensual tone adds to his literal growing problem. she leans forward and moves her mouth down to his chin, beginning to kiss there and enjoying the feeling of his heart pounding against her.

"fuck, mason," matt's voice comes out disheveled as her mouth continues to lower down to his neck. he closes his eyes and enjoys the feeling of her sucking on his skin, finding this to be something he's only dreamt of before.

it's not until the music playing that they were barely paying attention to stops and nick loudly calls, "we're here!" that either of two take into account the presence of any other person in the van.

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matt's dick is in pain and he's not sure it's the pleasant way anymore by the time him and maisie finally make it to his bedroom. he swings the door open and practically rushes for her to come inside, closing it the instant she's inside the room.

he lets out a sigh as he slowly turns around to face maisie and his bed, lifting a hand to quickly run it through his hair. he watches her stop stood in front of his bed and then glance around the room silently. while he expected her to take a moment to analyze his bedroom, of course, he's been fighting to get a real moment alone with her all night, so now that it's here, he just wants to make the most of it. he doesn't have time for this, so he steps forward.

he wraps his arms around her waist from behind, causing her to first tense up before she relaxes at his touch instead—much to his smugness. he lowers his lips to her neck and whispers against her skin, "i've been waiting for this."

maisie's eyes flutter shut at the little trail of kisses he presses into her skin. his lips are so much softer than she ever could have imagined and it makes this all the more worth it. with a deep breath, she maneuvers to spin around in his hold and come face-to-face with him. matt's eyes immediately flicker to her lips with their sudden closeness as she grabs ahold of his jaw. he expects her to pull him in for a kiss, when she instead says, "all i want to do right now is suck your dick."

matt's face practically lights up and it makes her want to laugh out loud. he breaks out into a schoolboy smile and his hands drop to give her ass a squeeze. "whatever you wanna do, baby."

she grins, turning the both of them around so that his back is to the bed rather than hers, and then pushes him back onto it with the shove of her hand. matt watches her with a smirk as he takes his cue to sit at the edge of the bed, his eyes lighting up with danger when she puts both of her hands on his knees to spread his legs before kneeling before him. his own hands move to rub the spots hers previously took after she moves to reach for his belt buckle.

he eagerly watches her undo it and then raises his hips to pull his jeans to his feet for her. he notices her eyes widen at the imprint of his dick through his boxers, his usual length intensified with how hard she's made him. when she sucks her bottom lip between her teeth, he feels his internal thought process break for the millionth time tonight.

she scoots close to him, resting her hands on his thighs and impossibly shooting more blood rushing to his dick. "i wish you had let me known what you were working with earlier, matt," she says lowly, her eyes trailing from him down to his boxers. she leans closer to his dick, keeping her eyes on the area as she finally lifts one of her hands up. she slowly manages to wrap her fingers around a bit of his length, matt's eyes closing at the sensation of finally feeling some relief. "so much time wasted..." she mutters, her other hand joining her current one to begin completely palming him through the fabric of his boxers.

"fuckkkk, mason," matt feels embarrassed in the fact that he already wants to moan, so he lifts his hips and causes her hands to drop. "let me take these off already," he says underneath his breath, not missing her drunken giggle at his rush to get undressed.

her laughter disappears the moment he peels back his boxers, however. matt's dick springs out immediately as he drops his boxers down with his jeans, and he feels smug in the awestruck look which takes over maisie's face. he notices the way she takes in a sudden breath, and the slight narrowing of her eyes as she takes a second to stupidly stare at it.

when her knees drag across the carpet to get as close to him as she needs to be, he grins to himself. he watches her struggle to push all her hair behind her shoulders and refrains from chuckling, deciding to bunch it all in his hands for her. he then feels her appreciation in the small action when her hands finally wrap around the base of his cock. his breath hitches, feeling her spit on the tip to create moisture before she spreads it by beginning to slowly pump his length. his eyes close almost automatically.

he lets go of her hair so that his hands rest on the bed next to each of his sides, giving him weight to lean back on when maisie opens her mouth and smooths her lips out to fit just the tip of his dick into her mouth. he feels her tongue swipe across the top and exhales a grunt, opening his eyes to watch her in action.

slowly, she lowers her head to fit more and more of him into her mouth until she has to lower one of her hands still lightly pumping his base. then, she begins to bob her head up and down, looking up at him to catch the first moan that leaves his mouth. she watches his head go back and feels motivated to only do better.

she picks up speed and matt is quickly pleased, judging by the bucking of his hips as an inaudible grunt falls from his mouth. "yeah," he mutters through breaths, keeping his eyes open through his quiet moaning to maintain eye contact with her. he grabs her hair once more, tightening his grip before becoming unable to fight closing his eyes and throwing his head back any longer. "just like that, mason."

she manages a hum, the vibration being felt on his cock and causing him to instinctively push down her head. maisie drops her only hand still on the base of his length to allow herself to fit as much of him in her mouth that she can with matt's sudden pushing, and in result, an ungodly gag leaves her mouth. the movement causes matt to suddenly lean forward, his lips parting. "fuck," he breathes. "fuck, mason, i'm about to-" he cuts himself off, struggling as his hips instinctively buck forward. maisie's head bobs quicker and quicker as matt closes his eyes, allowing his impending orgasm. "'m gonna cum."

maisie hums yet again, causing matt's grip to tighten further in her hair as the sensation was the last thing he needed. he moans audibly as liquid shoots straight from his tip into the back of maisie's throat, her head raising up and leaving his cock wet as she immediately swallows it all at once. matt grins, very pleased with the sight. "good girl."

she smiles amusedly at him as she catches her breath, raising a hand to wipe the back of her mouth and scooting back on the floor to take a second to breathe. matt feels like he has to catch his breath too, taking the moment to get his boxers back on. he doesn't bother with his jeans, leaving those on the floor with the shoes he also has to take off. that's when he glances over to maisie and notices her shoes still on her feet behind her. he raises his eyebrows. "you just did that with your heels on?"

maisie looks down to her feet, realizing he's right. she was in just a rush as him that she hadn't even noticed. quickly, she slips them off and stands up with a lazy shrug. "i'm a talented girl."

the corner of matt's lips turn upwards for obvious reasons, and he reaches out for maisie's back to pull her towards him still sitting on the bed. "clearly," he says playfully, glancing over her short dress that's been killing him the whole night before asking her, "does this zip?"

when she nods her head, he spins her around and moves her hair to the front for her to hold onto. he then unzips her dress from the top to the bottom, the noise filling up his quiet bedroom. his skin doesn't even touch hers, but he can still feel her warmth from being so close to her.

he spins her back around so that he can see her face, and then he begins to pull her dress off from the back. his eyes stay on her face at first, enjoying the tension in the eye contact, but as he slides the dress down past her chest, his eyes magnetically drop. he bites his tongue at the red lacey bra she has on underneath, feeling turned on all over again at her nipples peaking through the sheer parts of fabric.

matt must have stopped undressing her with the dress halfway down her body, because he can't focus on anything other than her tits until he notices her begin to finish the job for him. his eyes jump down to the rest of the dress sliding down her body, instantly sucking in a breath at the matching panties she has on. of course.

"do you like the red?" maisie asks in a whisper as her dress hits the floor, then stepping out of it and back between matt's legs.

"i love it," he answers unashamedly, his hands sliding from the back of her thighs to her ass—where they linger for an extra moment longer before roaming to her back, and then around to the front of her torso. his eyes roam her body hungrily as if he doesn't know where to explore first. he has a clue though, suddenly standing up from his bed as he rests his hands on her backside. "let me show you."

the corner of maisie's lips turn upwards wickedly, wordlessly nodding her head to comply to his wishes. his grin matches hers before he turns her around, maintaining eye contact as his hands linger around her sides before sliding off completely. maisie feels cold without his touch before he instructs her, "lay down."

maisie smirks, murmuring a playful, "yes, sir," before she turns around to face the bed. she is acutely aware of how this leaves her ass facing him as she crawls onto the bed, a secret smugness building in her chest at the sigh she hears leave his lips from the sight. once she's reached the pillows, she turns so that so she can rest her head back on them. her body is on display right in the center of the bed for matt still stood at the end to admire openly, maisie's ego boosting tremendously with the way he licks his lips. feeling hot and bothered, and ready for him to get on with it already, she tilts her head in the midst of his staring. "are you going to keep that shirt on the whole night or what?"

matt's eyebrows shoot up, amusement swirling in his eyes before he dryly laughs at her comment. the raspiness of the sound has maisie crossing her legs on the bed in anticipation as he is quick to listen to her, reaching for the end of his shirt and swiftly pulling it over his head with one hand. "you've got quite the mouth on you, mason," he says hoarsely as he approaches the bed, watching her prop herself up with the back of her elbows. his knees press against the bottom of the bed as he starts to climb on, a devilish look flooding his features when he teases, "need me to shut you up that badly?"

"i've only been waiting for it all night," she replies pointedly, growing frustrated with the strong want she feels for him.

matt smirks, coming further onto the bed and finally glancing down to her lower half. maisie feels herself grow bashful under his stare, subconsciously pushing her legs further together as his eyes scan over them. he notices the movement and gently places a hand just below her knees, sliding it over her smooth legs crossed together and looking up to her red face. "relax for me," he says softly, removing his hand as maisie nods and slowly begins to uncross her legs.

matt watches her move and waits until she's laid flat so that he can slide his hands underneath her, smoothly sliding them up the back of her thighs and feeling the goosebumps his touch he creates. he looks up to maisie as he continues furthering his hands enough to reach the lace trim of her panties bunched at her hips. he feels the corner of his lips raise when he smoothly slides his fingers underneath the fabric and maisie raises her hips up instinctively, prideful in the way she can't keep her lip out of the in between of her teeth.

he doesn't remove her underwear instantly as she was expecting, and instead, removes his fingers from underneath the sheer fabric completely. maisie huffs in frustration, letting her hips hit the comforter with a grunt as matt chuckles underneath his breath. he wants to take his time with her, so he leans forward after removing his hands from her entirely and moves his focus to the damp area in which the fabric is covering her core.

matt reaches one of his hands out to lightly graze his fingers over her panties, feeling the wetness and inhaling sharply. a smirk plays on his face when he hears maisie's breathing audibly change, and he feels lust take over him entirely when he retracts his hand and his fingers are left damp. he gazes up to maisie's face growing flusher at the minute. "all this for me?" he asks sensually, feeling his dick wake back up after his previous orgasm when he gets somewhat of a whimper in response from her. immediately, he reaches a hand back up to her panties, now feeling her wet folds through the thin fabric and getting his own pleasure in the loud breaths that leave her lips. "you're soaking through your panties, baby."

"can you just fuck me already?" she whines, arching her back to try and relieve some of all the tension she is feeling at the moment. matt's eyebrows raise, removing his hand from her panties and raising both of his hands to her legs instead. maisie whines at this too, surprising matt more and more with the neediness she is not hiding. she pulls her feet up to fold her legs against him as she desperately looks at matt, silently pleading with him when his hands slide up her legs.

"let me make you feel good first," he replies, still set on returning the favor when his words only seem to make her groan in disapproval.

"matt, please," she whines, shaking her head repeatedly as matt feels his jaw go slack. he feels awestruck at the sound of her begging—the sound of her begging for him. finally leaning her head back against the pillows once more, maisie looks at him serious and lust-driven. "i just want you to fuck me."

matt's hands freeze on her legs, the realization hitting him that his dick is as hard as stone in his boxers right now. it feels like the winds been knocked out of him, but he still manages to lean forward into the space between her legs. "are you sure?"

maisie rolls her eyes into the back of her head, taking the initiative to wrap her legs around him completely. "don't make me say it a third time," she says frustratedly, causing matt to finally realize she's being serious.

the fact that he's been given the green light dawning on him, he shoots forward in a quick effort to find her lips. after he situates his hands on the comforter above her head, maisie lets out a relieved grunt the second his mouth meets hers, and desperately reaches her hands around to his back. she grips onto his back muscles for the life of her as he slides his tongue into her mouth, nearly moaning at the broadness of his tattooed body underneath her fingertips.

he draws his lips from hers to give them a moment to catch their breath. "i've wanted this for so long," he just barely murmurs through the loudness of their breathing. and he doesn't even give her long enough to process his comment before his tongue is back in her mouth, making her forget he ever spoke entirely.

maisie sinks her nails into the skin of matt's back and he moans into her mouth, nearly creating a second pulse at her core. instinctively, she tightens her legs around him, causing him to moan again before he breaks their kiss to catch his breath in her neck. maisie feels something pressing into the warmth present between her legs and can't contain her gasp when she realizes what it is. "hard again already?" she can't help but tease, trailing her hands on his back to the end of his neck, and feeling him groan into her neck. "are you usually this easy to get bothered?"

"it's just you," he murmurs his response against her neck, causing her to sigh delightfully. he then begins softly kissing the skin there, maisie's eyes beginning to flutter close at the sensation. when it turns into sucking instead, her hands find their way to his hair.

she grips onto his hair like her life depends on it the more intense his sucking becomes. he purposefully allows his teeth to graze her skin before letting go and pressing a soft kiss to soothe the area. maisie finds herself wanting him more because of his ability to act so tender in such a passionate moment between them. she sucks in a breath as his kisses trail further down to her chest area, looking down to watch him treat her with such care.

as he begins sucking at a spot on her collarbone, one of his hands finally venture to cup her breast for the first time. he squeezes her tit through her bra, causing her to gently moan his name out, "matt." he continues to squeeze the tender area, growing more aggressive as her skin is nicked between his teeth. "matt," she repeats, growing louder in hopes that he'll pick up the pace they're going at.

she hears him let out a frustrated breath against her skin before he raises his head to peer up at her. he slides his hand underneath her bra, watching her breath hitch as he swipes his thumb over her nipple. "can i take this off?" he whispers.

"mhm," she just barely responds, matt smiling smugly before he raises himself up still in between her legs. he allows his hands to travel underneath maisie's torso, keeping his eyes on her as he undoes her bra while he can not see the back. maisie bites down on her lip once it pops undone, both of their gazes lowering immediately with the sound. seeing the sheer fabric grow loose has stars forming in his eyes, and he quickly pulls at it to try getting it off.

maisie raises her arms to get out of the straps when it becomes loose enough, and instantly, matt is only looking at her tits. "my god..." he mutters to himself as maisie tosses her bra onto the pillows behind them.

when she turns her head back around, she can't help but grin at the way he seems so awestruck seeing her naked. her grin is automatically wiped off, however, when matt shoots his hand forward to grip one of her tits bare. she lets out a surprised moan, catching the pleased expression on his face before he dives his mouth right onto her other one. she moans again at him kissing onto her soft skin all the while he continues squeezing and squeezing the other one, desperately bundling some of his hair in her hands. his mouth moves to her nipple, swiping his tongue over the sensitive area to hear her moan, "matt."

it's when maisie's nails begin to scratch at his scalp that his grip on her tit loosens and he grunts against the other one, looking up to see maisie's lustful features. "fuck, i could cum just looking at you," he says with the shake of his head, raising himself up just as she whines in reply to him. he closes his eyes, the sound going straight to his cock. "i need you on top of me," he tells her once he opens his eyes back up, her eyes widening as his hands suddenly slide around her upper back.

his words catch her off guard at first, but the thought of riding him has her complying the second she processes what he said. immediately, she loosens the hold her legs have on him, and he breaks out into a grin at the movement. quickly, he tightens his arms around her before pushing all of his weight to the side, successfully rolling himself onto his back and taking maisie with him.

she readjusts on top of him, moving her legs to where they're comfortable all the while matt feels her up. "that's better," he says more-so to himself. his hands slide up her sides to her bare tits, squeezing there eagerly and grinning a little too excitedly when she finally looks down at him.

it feels like he's staring at a goddess floating before him as he watches her flip her hair behind her shoulders. she lowers her hands down to her waist and matt's eyes follow her every step of the way, knowing she is moving to remove her underwear. he watches her bundle it up at the sides, sending chills down his spine when she looks at him before pulling it down. she brings it to her knees, then removing it from each of her legs one by one before throwing the red fabric onto the floor.

once maisie lowers her hips and rests her weight against him, matt immediately sucks in a breath at the feeling of her core right against the ache in his boxers. "oh shit," he instinctively begins to sit up, attempting to get a better look at her on top of him. "i can feel you—“ he struggles with the overwhelming sensation at his crotch. "fuck, i can feel how wet you are on my—“

"shhhh," maisie shushes his lust-driven ramble, forcing him to lay back with the push of her hand. his eyebrows shoot up to his forehead at her boldness, the twitch in his boxers leading her to believe that she just turned him on more. taking in a deep breath before, she suddenly pushes her hips forward to create more pressure between them. matt's jaw drops, barely containing his moan as maisie lets hers free. his eyes jump all over her face as she throws her head forward, looking at him to say, "you already feel so good, matt."

matt lets out a groan full of pent up sexual frustration, desperately gripping onto her hips and following her lead to pull her further against him. she closes her eyes, continuing to throw her head forward as she hears matt murmur through his own muffled moans, "just wanna be inside you."

maisie gasps as he pulls her against him more and more roughly. her need for him only growing worse and worse, she finally cries out, "okay, stop, stop, stop!" matt stops abruptly, his movements freezing at her sudden exclaim. she opens her eyes to find his expression panicked, so she simply catches her breath, diminishing his worries when she scoots back to give herself access to his boxers. matt internally calms himself once she begins messing with the waistband.

once she pulls the fabric down, matt's cock springs out immediately, causing him to sigh of relief. maisie is as quick as she can be when dragging his boxers down his legs, but matt shakes his head, urging her to stop with his nagging at her hips. "not enough time, baby," he mutters, catching her attention once she gets it just past his knees. she sighs and immediately gives up with his permission.

focusing her attention back on his hard dick stood stiff in front of her, she takes in a sharp breath. her eyes jump to the precum leaking out of his tip and reaches forward to swipe it off with her thumb. matt's hands instantly tighten at the sides of her hips, and maisie raises her thumb to her mouth, then sucking it agonizingly slow. "for fucks sake, maisie," he throws his head back against the pillows, causing her to smirk when he impatiently complains, "don't tease me, just fucking ride me."

"sure," she replies simply, smiling smugly before she slides her hands onto his stomach. he lets out a relieved sigh at the touch, watching her use him to hold her own weight up long enough to line herself up with him. she straightens her posture as she hovers above him, reaching down for his cock with one of her hands and aligning it perfectly with her core. matt is already softly moaning at the sensation of his tip being right at her entrance, forcing himself to nod his head when she slides her hand back to her other one on his stomach and looks to him for the go ahead.

slowly, maisie lowers herself onto his length, immediately overwhelmed with her own pussy stretching out to fit him. "oh my god," she gasps as his tip sinks into her, closing her eyes automatically as her mouth stays agape while forcing herself to continue. "fuck, matt, fuck, oh my go—" she continues to moan the further inside her he gets, instinctively opening her eyes as she gasps again the more she feels him stretch her out. "you're so big," she manages through her struggling, her hands sliding up his stomach as she finally fits all of him inside her. he's the biggest she's ever had, that's for sure.

"yeah, baby?" matt responds, his hands sliding up her abdomen as she instantly nods her head for him. she forces herself back up his length, and he smiles at her face of concentration, no longer able to resist himself before starting to readjust them so that he can sit up. he leans his back against the headboard so that he can get a better view of her, and maisie adjusts herself on his lap, her eyes rolling into the back of her head at his dick moving inside with her. he buries his face into her neck now that he can, whispering praise against her skin, "you feel so good." he hears a moan escape her and kisses her skin right as she begins to lower herself on him again. "so fucking tight," he exhales deeply as all of him fits inside her more quickly this time.

maisie lets out a pleased noise at his compliments, thanking him by beginning to pick up her speed now that she can grip onto his shoulders. she pushes his length in and out of her using all of her upper body strength, and the effort is immediately noticed, matt's hands desperately cupping her bouncing breasts as his breathing is hot on her neck—moans included and all. "so good, mason," his voice is barely heard through their loud breaths, but it's all maisie can hear, leaving her to moan as she pushes herself down onto him completely. an ungodly moan falls from his mouth. "so. fucking. good," he says through breaths.

maisie's moans seem to grow higher and higher, and hurried and more hurried the longer she goes on riding him. "oh, matt," she says through moans, leading matt to raise his head from the crook of his neck to take a look at her pre-orgasm face. seeing her all red and open-mouthed has him moaning extra as he leans his head back onto his headboard. "oh my god, matt."

dropping his hands from her breasts to her hips, he sees her nearing a climax and wants to help her get there. without a warning, he decides to switch their positioning by swiftly connecting their lips for a heated kiss. the sudden movement causes her to lose momentum in riding him as she tries to keep up with kissing him instead, and it grants him the perfect opportunity to lift himself up and turn her so that she'll switch places with him.

she breaks away from him when her back suddenly hits the bed, her eyes shooting open in surprise to find him now smirking down at her. "surprise, mason," he teases. her lips part in shock as his single chain hangs down in her face. she glances at his hands, which have found their place resting above her head, before she looks back to his prideful expression.

she sucks in a sharp breath, deciding to let him successfully silence her when he starts pushing himself in and out of her ferociously. his thrusts are full of much more force, causing maisie's claws to immediately dig straight lines into his back. "fuck, matt," she gets out through moans all in which matt keeps his eyes open to see. "oh, fuck, matt." the way her eyes close as her face scrunches up is getting him there just as much as her pussy. "i'm so— i— i'm—“

"i know, baby," he speaks breathily, finally closing his eyes to focus on his thrusting so that they'll both get there together. "me too."

he hits just the right spot for maisie to let out an ungodly moan underneath him, feeling her retract a hand from his back before it reaches out to instead grab the single charm hanging from his chain. his eyes shoot open just in time to see her breathily moan once more before she's pulling his lips down to hers. matt welcomes the action immediately, his tongue quickly passing through to her mouth. she's very sloppy with her kissing, and he takes that as a challenge, quickly speeding up his thrusts to feel her struggle more against him.

he can tell now that her orgasm is right around the corner, as her moans become the loudest they have all night. he chuckles against her lips, muttering, "trying to wake up the whole house, huh?" as he feels her grip on his chain tighten.

"shut u-up," she manages through the moans she begins to attempt to muffle, only amusing matt further as he watches her ride out her impending high. she forces her eyes open to get a good look at his smug face, their mouths still on top of each other as matt hits the right spot for the second time. unable to fight her eyes rolling back into her head, she moans into his mouth, "i'm about to— 'm gonna cum."

"keep moaning into my mouth like that and we both will," he replies to her without missing a beat, his own eyes screwing shut as he means his words completely. he can feel his movements grow sloppy as he roughly pounds in and out of her, his own climax coming just as hers is.

matt feels his orgasm nearing as maisie reaches hers while he is still inside of her, her hands meeting one another desperately at the back of his neck. she cries out matt's name repeatedly through all of her hushed moans, sending him right to the point he needs to get to. "louder, mason," he breathes through his own moans, his thrusts growing weaker as her chanting his name grows louder. "fuck, i need to— c-can i—“

"fill me up, baby," she interrupts him once she predicts his words, massaging his scalp with her nails as he immediately closes his eyes due to the pet name.

the sound of her calling him baby sends him into overdrive, managing a few more weak thrusts in and out of her before he defeatedly drops his head into her neck at the feeling of his hips bucking forward. he grips onto her sides roughly as he finishes inside her, muffling his moans into her neck until he's able to finally pull himself out of her completely and roll over onto his back.

the two lay there wordlessly for a few minutes to catch their breaths, and when matt finally turns his head to look at her, he's taken off guard by the sight of her bare breasts all over again. instantly, he looks away. "you've gotta cover up before i start trying for another round."

"gross," maisie instantly responds, spreading a grin across matt's face at her usual self coming back out to play so fast. he watches her get up from the bed, completely enthralled by her naked body, and raises his eyebrows when she turns to face him with her arms covering her tits. "where do you keep your clothes?"

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WELLLLL THAT WAS CRAZY! literally half of this is them just moaning fuck. sry i physically can’t deal w pet names in every line it kills me. and i feel like this is way too detailed it's just the way i write :/

hopefully this gives u all some insight into why matt is so obvious w how bad he wants maisie cus THAT WOMAN LITERALLYYYY MATCHES HIS FREAK. regular maisie and drunken maisie on tumblr r 2 diff breeds i fear…

not sure why i forgot condoms exist in this so just go ahead and pretend maisie’s on the pill for me pls n ty 💖

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Earn It

Ch. 3 :

Heaven being a hot tennis (sorta) gf before she saw her (sorta) man lose:

Note: Okay, once again, thank you so much for the love you guys have shown this story. I'm really inspired by Challengers right now and think I have a lot of ideas for this story. Once again, this oc is not meant to be perfect, she is just as messy and just as young as the characters in the movie. She is a college student and will act like an (albeit messy) one. I'm very grateful for all of the replies, likes, reblogs and interaction in general. It really inspires me to see what you all think and see that people are enjoying it. Regarding the tag list, I am going to try this again, but for some reason, every time I do it seems to not work for people, so let me know if it works this time. Finally, MDNI, like for real, not playing, stay out of grown folks business, if I find out you'll be blocked. Love you all and hope you enjoy! <3

Warnings: Sexual content, strong language, slight themes of cheating(idk if it counts yet)

Taglist: @spookystitchery @anehkael @fkaams @butterflyybabe @sun2flower @holierthancunt @silkenthusiasts @wolflover384

“Holy shit.” Tashi murmurs under her breath as she climbs the cobblestone walkway to the address Heaven had given her. This was gonna be their first time hanging outside of the gym or school. Tashi knew they lived in different neighborhoods, but they share a school zone, she hadn’t realized Heaven’s family had money. The girl didn’t seem different from her. They both liked the same games, same music minus the classical that she kept playing that Tashi found herself falling asleep to recently.

She turns and waves to her dad, trying to encourage him to pull off before she rings the doorbell, sighing as he stubbornly remains still, watching her get up to the door from his car window.

The large, wooden door opens as some obnoxious bell rings into the house, the noise spilling outside. The sound of heels clacking gets closer and closer until the door opens revealing a woman with a stern look on her face. Her brown hair is slicked back into a bun and she’s wearing a crisp white button down shirt with pressed jeans and heels. Tashi can’t remember the last time she’d seen her own mother wear heels. She looked so…put together. “Can I help you?”

“I’m Tashi Duncan. I’m Heaven’s friend, we go to school together. She hasn’t been in school the last few days, so I have her make-up work. I called and asked her if it was okay if I dropped it off and she said yes-”

“Heaven is training right now. I can take that, and she’ll be back in school when we get back from our trip.” The woman offers a smile but otherwise quickly takes the binder from Tashi’s hands and goes to retreat into the house only to be stopped by a voice behind her.

“Mom, wait-” Out from behind the woman comes Heaven. Her skin is glistening from sweat and her hair is curling at the nape. She’s dressed in a black leotard with worn, tan ballet shoes on her feet. She smiles brightly as she sees Tashi, pulling her into a hug despite her unkempt state. “Tashi, hey, thank you.”

Tashi is almost hesitant to hug the girl back in front of her no nonsense appearing mother, but opts to return the hug regardless, letting Heaven intertwine their fingers as she pulls back. “No problem.”

Heaven’s brown eyes scan Tashi’s own outfit and her smile drops a little. “Were you about to go play tennis? Mom, Tashi’s the best tennis player ever. She’s gonna be like Serena Williams.”

“Is that so?” Heaven’s mom’s brow raises as she looks down at the girl standing at her door.

Tashi got it. It sounds like a lofty goal. Even at such a young age, Tashi was confident in her abilities. She knows what she can do. But Mrs. Whitlock had never seen her play. If she did, she’d know that Tashi Duncan is tennis. For now, Heaven stating it like it’s a fact is enough to satisfy her. “I just got back from practicing. And yes, ma’am. I’m the best.”

Mrs. Whitlock looks impressed at that, pursing her lips and nodding in approval before nudging her own daughter. “I’d bet she’s the best because she trains. Which is what you’re supposed to be doing.”

Heaven bites her lip, rocking on her feet, causing her shoes to make a clack sound on the floor. “Can Tashi watch?” she grabs her mom’s sleeve and pleads harder at the disapproving look on her face. “Please? She’ll help. She helps me run drills at the gym all of the time. I haven’t gotten to see any friends all week. I’ll keep practicing, mom.” Her fingers tighten around Tashi’s in a way that has her clenching back, glancing at her Dad’s car to see him climbing out, noting that he probably hadn’t expected this to take so long. “Please, mom.”

“I can help, Mrs. Whitlock.” Tashi adds. “I promise, I won’t distract her.”

After some begging, from Heaven and promises to be useful from Tashi, Mrs. Whitlock allowed them 90 minutes. As long as Heaven kept practicing while Tashi was there.

Apparently, Heaven’s dance company was putting on Sleeping Beauty and this was the first year that Heaven has been old enough to play Aurora. Tashi learned that last year Heaven had been snubbed for Cinderella and made a Season Fairy instead. In Heaven’s words, if she ‘earned Cinderella, she should’ve been Cinderella’. But this year, there was no excuse. She was a little taller, she was 13 and she wouldn’t let them take it from her.

“Again.” Tashi says, stepping away from Heaven, folding her arms.

If she’d thought Heaven’s family had money from outside the house, she knows they do now. Here she stood in Heaven’s ‘dance studio’. She concedes that it’s just a room with mirrors, ballet bars and wooden floors, it looked pretty damn official to her. It’s not like her parents had failed to provide. She’s a member of a tennis team, has two coaches, and frequently attends the courts in town. But to have it in her home? She’d give anything.

“Water. Then again.” Heaven huffs, walking over to one of the mirrors and grabbing her water bottle.

The Rose Adage. Arguably the hardest part of Sleeping Beauty the ballet. Heaven showed a video of a professional performance to Tashi and still pointed out mistakes. The dance is all about stamina and balance. As far as Tashi could tell, Heaven had mastered all of it except the last part.

The balance.

She’s hitting every beautiful move, every pose. But the last part. The very last part of the dance where Aurora has to rely completely on her partner to be steady enough to guide her as she’s en pointe in attitude pose. She’s essentially meant to be a figure in a music box. Heaven had done it at least 20 times since Tashi had arrived and started being her stand-in partner.

But her leg. Her damn leg kept quivering in the last few seconds. She doesn’t fall out. She doesn’t lose her position. But her goddamn leg quivers in the turn. Tashi sees it. She sees it.

Neither of them are satisfied.

“Talk to me about something else. I’m getting annoyed.” Heaven says, taking a deep swig of her drink. She hands the bottle to Tashi, leaving the mouthpiece up for the other girl to get a drink too as she walks off to grab her towel.

Swallowing a gulp of water, Tashi shrugs, sitting on the floor and criss-crossing her legs. “Jacob and Tammy broke up again.”

“Really?” Heaven tosses her towel to the corner and goes over the bar closest to Tashi, perching one leg up on it. Holding true to what she promised her mother and continuing to practice. “They just got back together last week. That means Jacob’s gonna ask you to go to the dance with him next week.”

“Shut up.” Tashi scoffs with a smile, watching her friend stretch.

“He will.” Heaven hums. “You gonna say yes?”

Tashi laughs, stretching her own back before laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. “Why would I do that? I don’t like Jacob, he’s boring.” She turns her head to look at Heaven again. “I figured we were going together.”

“Why would you think that?” Heaven grunts as she switches legs. “You haven’t asked me.”

Tashi rolls her eyes, pushing off of the floor and moving back to the middle of the room. “Break time’s over, let's go.”

“I didn’t take a damn break.” Heaven laughs, nonetheless moving over and getting into position. “You’re not gonna ask me?”

“Straighten your back.”

“It’s straight.” Heaven says, going up onto her single foots, eyes following Tashi as she spins her in place, not even noticing how much time is passing. “Fine. I’ll do it then, come to the dance with me.”

Tashi stops spinning the girl, stepping back once again, this time with a smug smile on her face. “Sure why not. It’ll be fun dancing with a princess.”

Heaven lowers her foot slowly and as the realization hits her, her own smirk forms on her face. She’d done it. And her leg didn’t shake.

“Let’s show your mom, maybe she’ll let me come hang out more when she sees that I’m basically teaching you ballet.” Tashi jokes, only to be pushed by Heaven.

“Shut up and spin me again.”

“Call me when you make it back, okay?” Heaven smiles, removing her arms from Tashi’s neck and stepping back. “Love you.”

“You call me when you get the lead.” the girl smiles back, pulling Heaven in for a brief peck before walking over to get back into Patrick’s car. “And I know.”

Art doesn't manage to look away in time for that one, but quickly turns his head away as Patrick pulls the girl in, teeth grinding as he hears their lips separate.

“I’ll visit after the first leg of my tour.” His friend mumbles behind him. Art can feel his lip curling as he tries to work a neutral expression onto his face. As he looks at the car he can see Tashi looking back at him with a pensive stare and immediately turns his back to say his own goodbye.

He tries to wait until Patrick is standing at the window of the passenger seat, speaking to Tashi to pull Heaven a little further away. “Hey, are we gonna talk about before?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about-”

“Heaven.” Art says, a pleading in his voice that drags her gaze back to him.

The girl shifts on her feet, glancing over his shoulder at the car and back at him. “Okay, we kissed. So what?”

“So what? Is that how you feel about it? So what?” Art asks, the hurt in his voice is clear as he looks down at the girl, brows furrowed in confusion. “I’m just saying we had a moment.”

“Fuck.” Heaven breathes, shaking her head. “Yeah. Okay. Are you gonna tell them?”

He straightens at that. He wants to say yes. He wants to be selfish, and ruin whatever the fuck is going on between the three of them. He doesn’t even know what he’d do once he did, he just knows he wants whatever this is, with them, to stop.

But how can he? Looking at her face, pleading up at him. Watching her all morning, curling into Tashi and Patrick like it would undo what happened the night before. Like it would change the looks they’ve been sharing over their shoulders all morning. “You asked me not to.” he says softly.

Heaven nods quietly at that. “Thank you.” And with that she turns, arms wrapped around herself as she goes to climb the steps to get to her building door. Art watches her back. When he gets in the car he’ll make something up. He’ll say he just wanted to make sure she got inside safe. He definitely wasn’t waiting, hoping, praying she’d look back. Give him one more look. Something.

She doesn’t.

But a few days later while he’s on the court practicing with one of the guys from the team, thinking for the twentieth time that Patrick may have been a little right wasting time considering he was absolutely destroying the kid with about half of his effort, he gets a text from an unknown number.

12:41 p.m. : I got the lead.

He can’t help the smile that starts forming when he sees it on his screen.

“Donaldson, are you up for another set or what?”

Heaven huffs in irritation as her leg bounces on the bleachers. Shifting in her seat again her cheek dimples with a frown as she watches Patrick’s racket go flying. “Fucking ridiculous.” she sighs, crossing her legs.

She’d been in school for a couple of weeks now and Patrick had a match not too far from her. She’d decided to be a good..whatever she is to him and come out and show some support. Tashi is preparing for her own match coming up, and to be honest, his performance on this leg hadn’t been impressive enough to encourage her to want to come see.

Heaven was trying to be supportive. Despite his broke boy act, he had sent her flowers to her dorm the week of her auditions. So had Art, something that the girls in the dorm had been scandalized by when they realized the cards were not addressed by the same person. Tashi had called her to remind her of her schedule that week, meditated with her over the phone. She wanted to give the same support to them.

When the match ends she’s already reaching for her phone and sure enough, its vibrating in her purse. “I know.”

“Did you see that shit?”

“I know. I don’t know what the fuck he’s doing. Seriously.” Heaven stands from her seat, scooting passed the small crowds of peeople and making her way down the bleachers.

“Fucking around. He gets lazy-”

“In the third, yeah. He was better than this guy.” She squints to see him storming his way into the building to go the locker room and starts following him. “He’s pissed.”

“He should be embarrassed.” There’s the sound of something snapping closed on the other end and Heaven knows Tashi slams her laptop. “He was off screen for me, how are you seeing him?”

“I drove out here, it’s pretty close.” She says, balancing her phone on her shoulder with her cheek as she pushes the door to the building open and starts looking around for the men’s locker rooms. “Figured he could use the support.”

There’s silence on the other end of the phone for a moment and Heaven pauses in her steps, waiting for Tashi to say something. “Hm.”

“What?” Heaven sighs, leaning against the hallway, waving away an employee politely that seemed alarmed that she was on her way into the men’s locker room. “Babe, what?”

“Nothing, I’m sorry you didn’t get to see a win. He wasted our time. You could be rehearsing.”

“S’fine, he just needs to get his shit together before-”

“I’ve gotta go.” Tashi cuts in. “I’m gonna hit the ball with Art. Hang out a little, we’ve been busy. Tell Patrick to call me later.”

Tashi hangs up before Heaven can say anything else. Breathing out in irritation, she pushes off of the wall and enters the locker room, putting a hand over her eyes and laughing at the men either scrambling to cover up or pausing to check her out.

The guy Patrick just played against wraps a towel around himself, making his way over to her with a smile. “You lost, sweetheart?”

Keeping her hand over her eyes she giggles, making her voice sickly sweet. “No, I’m a really big tennis fan, and I wanted to see if I could get that really hot guy Patrick Zweig’s number.”

“What?” He asks.

One of Patrick's tourmates peaks his head out from behind a locker and rolls his eyes. “Zweig, your girlfriend’s here.”

Heaven can’t help but think to herself that as Patrick rounds the corner he doesn’t know exactly who he’s talking about. It makes her wonder, is that what she is? She, Tashi and Patrick have been hooking up since after his match with Art and it’s been fun. She likes him. He’s funny, and snarky, talking to him has been like…being with a male Tashi.

But does she consider herself his girlfriend? Does he? She knows he dumped the girl he’d been seeing when he’d met them, but does he still hook up with girls while he’s on tour. And even then, is she a stop on his tour?

Suddenly, she’s feeling a little like what she was just pretending to be. A groupie.

“Oh fuck yeah, hey.” He grins when he sees her. He’s changed out of his clothes from before into a ‘fuck you’ t-shirtand sweats. He immediately throws his arm over her shoulders, knocking her hand from in front of her eyes and replacing it with his own. “What do you think this is? A peep show? Huh? I missed you.”

Heaven laughs as she lets him guide her out of the humid room out into the hallway again, once they’re there, pulling his hand away and hugging him. “Hey.”

“Hey.” He smiles, pressing his lips to hers. Heaven pushes up onto her toes to meet him, giving him a few more pecks before pulling back. “You came up here by yourself?”

Translation: where’s Tashi. “Yeah…but, um, she wants you to call her later.”

“She was watching?” He asks, placing his arm back around Heaven and walking them back outside toward concessions. “Okay, so you both saw, that was bullshit, right?”

Yeah, we saw some bullshit. Heaven squints, trying to read the menu at the stand despite the sun beating down, trying not to look Patrick in the face. “Did you get tired or something?”

“No, but the calls were fucking stupid, they were robbing me.”

“Hm.” Heaven raises one shoulder and drops it, turning back to the man at the stand. “Small vanilla ice cream please.

Patrick laughs humorously, reaching in his pocket and pulling out his wallet. “Large.” Turning back to Heaven he shakes his head in disbelief. “You guys are just alike, you know? What does ‘hm’ mean?”

“I just think you could’ve beat him, he was fuckin’ scared of you the first half of the match.”

“I should’ve won.”

“I agree.” Heaven huffs, crossing her arms.

Patrick, raises his eyebrows and throws his arms out a little, “Okay, so…”

“I just think you didn’t because you didn’t care to. It got hard so you made the decision to give up.”

The older man in the stand clears his throat, holding out the cup of ice cream out with one spoon, eyeing the arguing pair. “Did you all need another one?”

“No.” Patrick says, shoving his hands into his pockets and turning to leave. “She can have the whole damn thing.”

Heaven’s eyes widen as she watches him walking away toward the building. She grabs the ice cream from the man walking over to a bench just outside of the courts.

He’s walking slowly. He doesn’t wanna really leave. He’s just fucking like her.

“I’m not fucking gonna chase you, Patrick.” Heaven chuckles, scooping some of the ice cream into her mouth. She watches from her seat as he stops. “And you’re proving my point. But I drove all the way here to see you. Are you gonna leave me on this bench?” When he doesn’t immediately turn, Heaven nods to herself, taking another bite. “M’not getting up, Patrick.”

She watches as his shoulders rise and fall with his deep breath and he turns to face her again, marching back over and sitting roughly on the bench, jostling her a little but she keeps her face neutral. “I should have won.”

“I still agree.” Heaven says, scooping some of the treat onto the spoon and holding it to his mouth, knowing he was cooling off when he accepts it. “So why didn’t you?”

The brown haired man just sighs, dropping her head back against the bench with a thunk, staring up at the sky. “I dunno.”

“He was pissed at me.”

Art nods his head along as he steps out of the shower, wiping the condensation gathered on his phone on the towel before wrapping it around his waist and bringing the phone back to his ear. He knocks his hand on his suitemate’s door to let him know he’s out of the bathroom before he makes his way to his own room, closing the door. “He didn’t leave you out there, right?”

“No, he just did that thing he does, you know, storms off. But he calmed down and we had some fun. Could’ve done without the fight though.”

Art wets his lip as he places the phone on speaker on his desk, letting Heaven’s voice fill his room. He never asked her what made her get his number from Tashi’s phone. He figured he shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. They’d been texting every day since he’d gotten it, talking on the phone every other day. They’ve talked about everything.

Where they’re both from, their families, interests outside of tennis and dance. He learned her favorite colors are baby blue and bright orange. That she used to want to cheerlead too but her mother made her choose ballet because she preferred it and said she couldn’t do both at the same time. That her dad left when she was two but she has a great relationship with her stepfather.

She learned that while Art loved tennis, he’d tried to quit his boarding school three different times when he first got there, but each time he’d won a match and the sport pulled him back in. That he, despite complaining, loves seeing his grandma because she was the one who really raised him because his parents were busy. That he always wanted a younger sibling but never got one, so when he was still at the school, he and Patrick would help teach the younger students tennis when they weren’t dicking around.

What she doesn’t know is that he could do without talking to her about dating his best friend.

“I’d bet.”

Heaven laughs ruefully on the other side of the phone, and the sound has him melting immediately. Sits at his desk, letting himself air dry as he listens to her giggles ring out. “I’m being shitty. How’s school, Arthur?”

And that sends a shiver down his spine. He clears his throat, sitting up as he stares at the phone as if she was in its place. “It’s good, you know, I’ve been staying busy. Between classes and tennis. The guys here are kinda shitty, beating them doesn’t really mean shit.”

“Well, not everyone can be Art Donaldson. You must be hanging out with Tashi too much, you’re sounding cocky over there.”

“Nah, it’s just that bad,” he says. Determined to steer the conversation away from Tashi, Art thinks hard. “What ballet are you doing? I gotta make sure I know what I’m watching when I come watch you.”

“You’re supposed to watch everyone so you can understand the story.” she says. He can hear the sound of creaking letting him know that she’s climbing into her bed. Art follows suit, pulling on his boxers and pushing up into his own twin sized bed.

“Heaven, if you’re there, I’m gonna be watching you.” he breathes, smiling to no one but himself.

There’s a soft, ‘Okay’ on the other side of the line, and then nothing. Just the soft sound of her breathing. When they have moments like these Art feels the sting of knowing that he lost to Patrick and in a way Tashi, that day in a different way. I should’ve won. I don’t know why I didn’t win. All I’ve done since then is win. “So, um, we’re doing Romeo and Juliet. Off the record I think the choice is corny, but as a principal dancer, Juliet, I love it and can’t wait to do it.”

“Lucky Romeo.” he jokes, earning him another breathy laugh. He can’t help it. He tries not to say anything and clenches his jaw tightly, kicking himself for opening his mouth again. “I’m sorry, did you tell them that you got the lead?”

“Art-”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry. It’s just…you drove out there for his match. I couldn’t even go. Did he ask you how your auditions went? Did she?”

“She told me I should rehearse, that’s how we talk to each other.” she says.

“And him? Did he ask?”

“I’m not talking about this with you, that’s not why I called, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t vent to you about him. Or her. I know how you feel about her.” Heaven sighs.

“Do you know how I feel about you?” He asks. Silence. “Heaven, come on-”

“What would you do differently?”

“Wh-” At first he doesn’t know what she’s asking. And once he realizes it, he knows she’s made it vague on purpose. Giving him an out. Giving herself an out. Asking too upfront would make it too real. But he wants it to be real. And he’s not gonna miss this opportunity. “I’d have been there the day you auditioned. You have a process and I know that, so I’d have called you before. Wish you luck. Tell you that you were beautiful. That I knew you’d get whatever part you wanted. And then I would have been there when you got out. I would’ve given you flowers. I’d tell you I’m proud of you. And I’d take you to get dinner.”

“Okay. Where?”

“We’d get your cheat food. And I couldn’t have it because I’m starting my season and I know you wouldn’t let me, but we’d get seafood and ice cream, and take it back to your room because you were probably so tired.” Art pauses then, waiting to see if she wants him to stop. He would stop, if she wanted him to stop, he would stop. This could be innocent. This could be advice from a friend who thinks she deserves better. But, that’s not what he wants. That’s all he thinks he has to offer her. “Heaven?”

“I’m…still here.”

“And…” Art thinks back ironically to all of the times Patrick has told him to take what he wants. To be forward and put himself first. “We’d take a shower together. I’d kiss you and massage you while I got you clean. Because, you deserve to relax, and you worked hard. And you were probably so sore, baby.” He hears Heaven’s breath hitch and shifts on his bed, continuing tentatively. “I’d touch you so good, Hev. I’d massage your breasts and kiss your neck. I’d mark your perfect skin. I…I’d want people to see it. To know who made you feel like that. To know who took care of you. I would put my fingers between your legs and make you feel so good. I’d hold you up so you don’t have to do anything. And I’d watch your face while you come for me.”

Art can feel his own labored breathing. He tries to tune the sound of himself out, only wanting to hear the whimpers that have started to come from his phone. He swallows back the last ounce of guilt he has as his hand slides down into his shorts, grabbing himself and biting back a moan as he thinks about his hands on Heaven, hearing her in his ear, feeling her under him. On top of him. Any way she wanted.

“Fuck.” she gasps.

Art bites his lip briefly, willing away the jolt in his lower abdomen that comes from her sound, muscles flexing as he seizes upward slightly. He slows his hand on himself to a stop, pulling his hand out. Not until I hear it. Not until I get her there. “I’d carry you to your bed and lay you down. And I’d start at your feet. I’d kiss my way up your beautiful legs. People dream about your legs, Heaven, I dream about them. When you dance, when you walk, the way they look…fuck-” he groans, digging the hand that hadn’t grabbed the phone into his hair. “I’d push them apart and put them on my shoulders, and I’d taste you. I know you taste amazing, baby. I’d do anything to taste your cum.”

“Art-” she whines, and he lets his eyes slip closed. Behind his eyelids he can see her. In the bed, touching herself to him. Biting her pillow and crying out his name. Arching her back because it feels so good.

“Tell me it feels good, Heaven, please.”

“I…it feels good, Art.”

He’s close. He can tell, with every sound she gives him, he gets closer, barely holding it together. He needs more. Just a little more. “Again.” he demands softly.

“You feel so good, Art.” she cries before dissolving into gasps and whimpers of his name.

He almost feels like he blacks out. Art doesn’t think he’s ever come so hard in his entire life. He literally rolls over onto his side to try to catch his breath and quiet his moans. He doesn’t think he could live it down if his suitemates came knocking at his door and he had to explain that he was trying to get his friends’ girlfriend off and accidentally worked himself up to the thought of taking her on a date and eating her out.

Then there’s quiet again. The only noise is their shared rapid breathing crackling through the phone. They stay like that for a few minutes and Art thinks about how badly he wishes that it wouldn’t be absolutely crazy to tell her he wanted to drive the hours to UCLA, do exactly what he said on the phone and then hold her while they fall asleep. But, he knows better. And she speaks.

“I have to go.”

“Yeah.” Art breathes, sitting up grabbing tissues from his desk and starting to clean himself up. “I know.”

He’s not gonna be the one to hang up. He wants more. He wants her voice. He wants her breaths. He wants to falling asleep on the phone. If she’s ready for the call to end, she’s gonna have to end it.

But she’s still here.

“Art, I did tell them and…I don’t really know why but…I told you first.”

Click.

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smilingcrittersthingig · 2 months ago

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A lotta you said I can show some ocs so you can have these guys I made and my friends created/helped, who I call the Ugly Critters! (edit: for no reason other than it sounded funny, it's not meant to be degrading)

I'll start it off with Gar the strange creature, my lil guy. Awkward and quiet. Gar is usually not that talkative. On the rare instance he does however, he usually speaks in single words or broken english. Despite looking off-putting, he's a very sweet guy.

His pendant's a button

Next is Bitu the blib, created by my friendo and co-creator of ego critters @thenightmarestudio He's just a lil blob who tell you fun facts, his face are emoticons that can change depending on his emotions and is a pretty silly dude. He loves to go off about the things he love and will gladly talk to you about it if you are willing to listen. His pendant's his face

Kloob, a blobfish! suggested by my friend, Child He's pretty good at most stuff, only problem is he's too sad to do anything. He tends to sit at the corner or lay on the floor. Though, on good days he might even stand up! He's willing to go along with whatever his close friends drag him to. His pendant's a sad rose I think

Make way make way, for it is Manaso the snake! Suggested by my friend, Ducky He's a witch who entertains people with his magic and spells, Whether or not his magic is true is still a mystery. He acts as if he doesn't care, but say one wrong thing around him and you might never be heard of ever again. His pendant's a star

Roquefort the Lamprey! Suggested by @theonetruegnome A simple con artist, scamming you with fake medicine. He has quite a sharp tongue as well, only being a little nicer to a couple close friends (Manaso's his mortal enemy). He sells effective medicine sometimes too, though those ones are a tad more expensive His pendant's a medicine bottle I think

Glorbok, weird creature created by @mateom31 He will bite ur ankles hard. Unless he likes you, then you will simply be gently bitten. Despite how he appears, Glorbok is quite a cute buddy to have around, well unless you're fine random gremlin moments. His pendant's a bitten off piece of styrofoam

It's just your luck, it's Lucky! Suggested by my brother A very unfortunate dino with a very ironic name. He tries his best to look on the bright side of things, but it's quite difficult when the bright side feels like it's avoiding you. His pendant's an umbrella

It's Birdie Tree the bird! Suggested by my gf Appears at random times to surprise people and disappears abruptly without warning anyone. He gets a vision of something from 3 months in the future and talks about it vaguely to his friends who has no idea if he's being legit.

That's all of them, thx for reading through this

#smiling critters #smiling critters oc #ugly critters #gar the beast #bitu the blob #kloob the blobfish #manaso the snake #roquefort the lamprey #glorbok the creature #lucky the dino #birdie tree the bird

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wintfleur · 5 months ago

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ᥫ᭡ EEPY ETHANS B-DAY! — Stella Hughes AU!

au masterlist - you can find everything under #👩🏻‍🎨 ͡ ꒱ Stella Hughes!

°. — summary ( ITS ETHANS BIRTHDAYYYYYY 😽 )

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( I love Stella and Ethan sm , he’s really her brother from another mother 🫶🏻 hope you guys enjoy !! It’s very short because I have a migraine )

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🏷️ edwards.73

🎵 22 (Taylor’s version) - Taylor swift

stellahughes; happy birthday to my fav brother 🫶🏻 from almost killing me with a snowmobile, almost drowning me in the lake, to being by my side whenever I make a irresponsible decision, thank you eepy ethan for everything ily 🩷

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📍edwards.73 stells ur the sweetest sis ever love you 🩷

stellahughes pls stop before I sob 💔

edwards.73 STELLAAAA 😭

edwards.73 wait a minute…

edwards.73 I don’t know if I should feel offended or not from the caption 🤨

stellahughes shhh close your eyes and just enjoy the moment

jackhughes HES NOT EVEN YOUR REAL BROTHER ???

carmenbarlowe I think I still have water in my ears from that night

markestapa awee little eepy ethan is a big boy now 🫶🏻

edwards.73 only stells can call me that 😐

_quinnhughes each day i become more worried for you when your in the presence of Edwards

edwards.73 I’m offended, I’m a great influence.

lhughes_06 ethan has never done one thing wrong in his life.

stellahughes he’s almost killed me… MULTIPLE TIMES ‼️

lhughes_06 get better ig

rutgermcgroarty 69 ??? More like 73 😍

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stellahughes babe what🧍🏻‍♀️

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ahndaesee LEAVE ME ALONE YOU TWILIGHT FREAKS

_alexturcotte are we just gonna ignore the part where you almost died from a snowmobile and almost drowned?

stellahughes yes 🩷

_alexturcotte okay.

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[caption1: came over too early and ruined the bday cake surprise (she does the same thing every year)] [caption2: she made me a cake, who would have thought @/stellahughes 🥹]

markestapa replied to your story ‘someone give this man an Oscar with how surprised he acted’

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smoooothoperator · 9 months ago

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untouchable

16: You Belong With Me

Lando Norris x OC (Violet Sinclair)

same group friend, unrequited love, acquittances to lovers, ski trip, love triangle, life as lovers

Warnings: someone you don't like at the end ;)

a/n: hello my darlings!! This is a SMAU I wanted to do becuase I think there's no other way that narrating their trip! I'll try to make a chapter before next week because I'll go to a trip.

Oh, and a big shoutout to the beautiful @racinggirl that helped me with this chapter!!

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violetsinclair added to their story

pietra.pilao what??? Where????

violetsinclair Egypt🫣🤭

pietra.pilao omggg bring me something from there!

violetsinclair of course 😗

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carlossainz55 and Spain when??

landonorris soon! This trip was part of her Christmas gift

carlossainz55 so you finally asked her? Is it official?

landonorris a McLaren wag, yep

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landonorris Day 1. History and Ancient Languages student gf= free guide on a museum🧡

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egiptioanmuseumcairo can we borrow her for our tourguide?

landonorris I think you have to ask the British Museum...

user5 is he really hard launching???

f1_gossip I think he is, yep

mclaren was is good tho?

landonorris Oh yeah, 10/10, totally recommend. Violet is a good one

violetsinclair you're welcome 😌

user9 I bet she's dating him because of his money

user6 totally, it's like he is her sugar daddy lol

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violetsinclair Day 1. The Egyptian Museum in Cairo. Needed water because I talked too much

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pietra.pilao how tall was that statue?

violetsinclair taller than Lando, for sure

maxfewtrell easy to be taller than him, did you see pictures of him as a kid?

landonorris you traitor

violetsinclair I went to his parents house, of course I know how short he was🤭

landonorris how dare you?😱

user2 finally a girlfriend that is not a model!!!

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landonorris Day 2&3. I made a friend and saw the pyramids

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oscarpiastri not that pose again...

landonorris oh yeah😎

user4 HAHAHA THE THIRD PIC OMG

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violetsinclair Day 2&3. I still have sand in places where it shouldn't be...

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landonorris need help to wash it off?😏

violetsinclair LANDO DUDE

maxfewtrell keep it in your pants mate...

oscarpiastri you and your obsession with OnlyFans...

user1 they act like they are a married couple already ffs😒

user2 they are in love, let them be

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daniel.jpg you are alive! Finally!

lando.jpg I just needed a muse

daniel.jpg simp

lando.jpg and proud of it!

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violetsinclair For more New Year's next to you, my love, my Osiris, my Ramsesses🧡

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landonorris my love, my Isis, my Nefertari🧡

mclaren happy new year Violet!🧡

violetsinclair happy new year admin🫶🏻

f1 we can wait to meet you! Happy new year

f1_gossip happy new year!!!

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landonorris Happy New Year, for more years next to you, you queen🧡

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carlossainz55 Is it official??

landonorris we have been soft launching for some weeks already... So yeah🥰

maxvertappen1 No way! Finally!

user19 they are so cute 🥺

user12 sorry but no, she kinda screams golddigger vibes

user16 lol? Do you know her? I saw a week ago in London buying Christmas presents and even with Lando next to her she paid everything she bought?? Like, she freaking went to Dior and Gucci stores??

user13 True! I was the one that attender her in Gucci and she paid everything with her phone! She was really sweet and Lando and her were so cute together! He even took a picture with me and Violet took it

f1_gossip 👀

It's not fair.

IT'S NOT FAIR!

How dare she? How dare she do everything she's doing right now? How dare she be with that man he warned her about. He will use her, he will play with her like a toy and then throw her away like trash.

That smile on their faces… It makes him sick.

How dare he? How dare he take the only thing he ever wanted? How dare he touch her and kiss her and expose her that way? She will suffer again.

He has to fix it. He has to take him away from her, make sure he doesn't touch her again.

But how… HOW?!

He has been staring at the screen of his laptop for God knows how long, his eyes are dry because of the light of the screen and the darkness in the room. The pictures, the comments, her smile, his smile.

Another notification from that phone.

He grabbed it, reading the text, smiling at it.

Vivi💜: Guess where am I now? Egypt!

Vivi💜: Lando and I came here to spend the New Year! It's really amazing!

Vivi💜: please, just say something… I'm really worried

He smirked reading it, looking at the multiple texts she sent to her friend.

It was kinda easy getting rid of Eloise. There's nothing better than a broken brake in the car to make sure she can't stop it while driving through a frozen road on her way to her village, making her have a crash.

It was easy acting desperate when he received the call from her parents, going there and looking at that girl he happily got rid of laying lifeless on a coffin. It was so easy convincing her parents saying that Violet, her childhood friend, is no longer her friend, making sure they don't even talk to her.

But now he has someone else on his radar. He has to make sure Lando is away from her, forever. He tried to warn him, sending him some gifts, some friendly reminders. But he's too stupid to use his brain and think that he should get away from her.

Lando Norris needs to get away from her, or else he will put his hands on the matter.

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lewdcoffeeaddict · 17 days ago

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I dunno if anyone's interested BUT i'll post it anyways...

Meet my GF Oc, Elizabeth "Eli (E-lai)" Miller

* Younger years:

Eli's mom, Emily Miller, passed away when giving birth to her. Her dad, Eric Miller, hated her for it. Eli looks exactly like her mom, her being also a girl alongside that fact made Eric's hatred grow towards her even more... So he made her pretend to be a guy. Eric made her cut her hair short, made her wear boyish clothes and made her act boyish, he made her cut her eye lashes short and he made her convince everyone that she's a guy... Or else she won't be able to leave the house ever again. (Which is her nightmare cuz Eric was an alcoholic and abusive towards Eli).

Eric even made a duplicate of her birth certificate. Her name there was changed to Eli (pronounced as E-lai) and her gender there was "male", that's what he gives when people ask for it (like school and stuff).

Relationship with the twins:

Eli was Stan and Ford's childhood best friend, she was 2 years younger than them (They didn't know that Eli was a girl).

Eli was fairly smart for her age so she managed to skip 1 grade level, making her the twin's classmate. She and the twins were the odd ones out in the class so they got along pretty quickly.

* Teen years:

Eli was still Stan and Ford's classmate and they still haven't figured out that Eli was a girl.

She wraps her chests with bandages to flatten it out, she wears loose clothes to hide her curves, she still keeps her hair and eyelashes short, she can also hit lower notes (she uses that to deepen her voice).

Stan found out about Eli being a girl when he followed her towards the men's locker room during gym class (she goes there after making sure that there's no one there anymore).

After that, she told the twins about her situation. (Additional info: she has a crush on Stan since they were kids).

After finding out that Stan got kicked out of his house:

Eli was devastated and stopped talking to Ford after finding out what had happened.

After finishing high school, she ran away, she couldn't take Eric's abuse anymore.

She went couch surfing at her friends' houses, just until she found a job and got a really cheap apartment of her own.

*Middle age years:

Eli worked 3 low paying jobs at the same time just to support herself. When she couldn't take it anymore, she resorted to doing illegal stuff for cash (Stealing, being a drug seller, selling her body in exchange for cash).

She found out about the military allowing high school graduates to be a part of the military, so she signed up there.

She did everything she could to rise to the top, she became the very first female Navy SEAL in just 10 years of being there.

She met Stan again while she was off duty from the Navy. Stan told her about his situation (living in a car and stuff), so she helped him by giving him some cash and paying for his motel room.

Just after a few days of meeting Stan again and hanging out with him, she received a deployment letter from the Navy. She had to go overseas to fight in a war.

She told Stan about her feelings towards him ever since they were kids, one thing led to another and they hooked up (It was the night after she received the letter).

She waited for Stan to fall asleep before packing her stuff and leaving.

She left Stan without telling him that she was in the Navy and was about to fight in a war, she thinks telling him that would only make Stan stop her from going. (She told him about it in the note she left before leaving).

Additional Info: (Eli told Stan about her letting guys whatever they want to her body in exchange for cash. She told him about "guys doing weird stuff towards her", she told him that its the reason why she has so many scars on her body (it was really because of her time in the military).

*Present

Eli found out about "Stan's death" while she was still in the Navy, she was devastated. After retiring from the Navy, she found out that "Stanford" was currently living in Gravity Falls Oregon, she went there in order to reconnect and also mourn the loss of Stan Pines with him. When she got there, she heard the familiar voice of Stan, it's not too hard for her to find out that Stan was pretending to be Ford since she knows that only Stan would commit crimes out of the twins. (At least from her knowledge).

They got into a big fight. Stan is mad at Eli for leaving him at his worse without a word and Eli is mad at Stan for not understanding her decision.

After calming down a bit, Eli asked Stan about why he was pretending to be Ford and Ford's whereabouts. Stan at first lied about it, but knowing Eli would find out about it sooner or later and Eli also being Ford's best friend... He gave in and asked her to come back to the Shack later at midnight. Stan showed her the portal and told her about the fight he had with Ford.

Eli told Stan that she's gonna help him rebuild the portal, Stan refused at first but the desperation of seeing his brother again made him agree.

They made the decision to take turns of running the Shack and rebuilding the portal to make things faster.

Fun Fact: Eli has been abusing her status as an honorary, first female Navy SEAL status in order to get Stan out of trouble

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mrrwsoup · 8 months ago

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a bit of an intro post for my ocs, been meaning to do one for awhile

Most of them are all interconnected in some way and involved either directly or indirectly with two different fronts for organized crime (circus which is run by my ocs, and importing company which is run by my bf's) but there's a few that are outliers and belong to different time/setting.

i also have more ocs lol but these are the ones that are most involved with my bf and I's headworld. There's more i could say about each of them but since theres so many i'll keep it short LOL.

Heres my toyhouse for more.

And the intro post i did for my bfs ocs.

Dirge

graverobber. non-employed misanthrope, prefers the company of the dead.

involved with Mamba

Micajah

chainsmoking magician and animal handler, with a lot on his hands.

involved with Jackson

Rueben

trickshooting necrosadist who's charming in front of an audience, and insufferable one-on-one.

involved with Elias

Kryl

circus ringmistress. takes discipline seriously. likes cards, roses, big fur coats, and weather that allows for them.

involved with Westley

Jules

acrodancer. flexible in multiple regards. always on the lookout for a good time, especially one he can sink his claws into.

involved with Ruckus

Nova

trad goth knife thrower's assistant, getting blades thrown at him in the ring while secretly inclined to wield them outside of it.

involved with Zero

Trinity

dirty crook, and mama's boy. bashing skulls in the alley but still escorting his mom to church on sunday.

involved with Morrigan

Midas

gunrunner. disfigured from a malfunction in an altered firearm. recreationally lovesick.

involved with Rowdy

Meyer

up and coming trick rider

involved with Blythe

Feliks

circus manager. working hard behind the scenes chugging coffee and pulling out feathers over paperwork. just wants peace and order (rarely obtained).

Jaime

former competitive martial artist, hired as "security" at the circus but acts more as general assistant. patron of dive bars.

Rama

circus promoter. incessant gambler, not above leaning the odds in his favour by any means.

involved with Saul

Saul

runs a sideshow oddity cart. once involved with black market sales but is completely law abiding now, for sure. absolutely…

involved with Rama

Wolf

back-alley doctor. dwelling within his family's dilapidated estate, tirelessly working to procure the bride of his dreams.

involved with Doll

Seth

swagless aspiring hacker. tfw no gf

involved with Ryker

Grimm

sullen black dog cemetery groundskeeper

involved with Cadence

Sinclair

identity document forger for hire, family shame. evading penalization thanks to his lawyer older brother

Silas

a higher demon, posted to the mortal world and hellbent on sowing seeds of corruption.

alternatively in modern au, struggling black metal artist and occultist, performing rituals to capture an angel and bring himself fortune

involved with Valentine

Cyril

victorian player, flexing his position as he moves up the ranks of society.

involved with Julian

Kaan

under the influence of an inherent instinct to put wolves in their place.

involved with Hutch

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heartofmortis · 4 months ago

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✶ Evenstar

gif by @houseofamidala

PAIRING: Anakin Skywalker x OC

TROPES: tragic romance, princess x jedi, forbidden love, secret relationship, kate & anthony coded enemies to lovers, anakin’s pov, mandalorian anakin skywalker, fluff & angst, found family, artist gf x mechanic bf, canon divergence, original planet, big old tragedy

WARNINGS: major character death(s), depictions of war, pregnancies & miscarriage, grief, violence, eventual smut

TIMELINE: post-tpm – post-rots (31bby–16bby)

✶ . *. ⋆ READ ON AO3 ! // PLAYLIST !

chapters 1 – 14 completed (last updated july 12th 2024)

━━ ACT ONE (complete; 5/5)

━━ ACT TWO (currently writing; 13/15)

━━ ACT THREE – SIX (coming soon)

current word count: 40k+

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Elia Valarys is a graveyard. A display case for all the former, torn up iterations of herself. Her innocence, her girlhood, her youth. She has died so many times before it is like a memory. She is no longer flesh and bone, but tendrils of smoke, a mournful spectre. Not a girl anymore, only a ghost.

She was not always so tragic. She was her parents' miracle, born nine years after they were told they would not conceive again. She was their ray of sunshine. Her three older siblings showered her with love, despite being nine and thirteen years older than her.

For her first nine years, Alana Uttara was happy. Her mother's role as a handmaiden to the Queen of their homeworld, Aphelion, allowed her to spend time running circles around the vast palace with the princesses and her little niece. Alana's niece was born when she was five years old. Violet was the daughter of Alana's oldest brother, Aerrik and his girlfriend, and she became Alana's favourite person in the galaxy. Alana and Violet were always more like sisters than aunt and niece.

Her first death came when the sky was lit by brilliant fireworks.

As Aphelion celebrated its liberty with a fine party, Alana's world collapsed around her. As sparks showered behind her, she learned that two of her siblings and parents were dead. She wanted to scream until her throat was raw, until the stars trembled above, until the universe gave her family back. Until she had nothing left to give. (Fate is not kind to little girls with big dreams.)

Aerrik Uttara begged the Queen of Aphelion to allow him to adopt his sister — they were all each other had left. But the Queen took her instead.

Her second death arrived a year later.

Alana Uttara was buried in cotton dresses and sunlight smiles next to her parents and twin siblings. Her soft heart was not built for such anguish. (Her mother always said her heart was as vast as Aphelion's great oceans. Alana's heart and gentle nature were no curse, no weakness. It was her greatest strength.)

In her place, Elia Valarys was born. At last, she was official. A Princess of Aphelion, the Third Daughter. Not an heir; a false princess; a royal without a crown. Her people adored her, and Elia Valarys shone bright as the sun, hiding her grief behind tiaras and balls. She refused to break. But when she did, she built herself back up like a mirrorball. Elia and Alana became two different people, but their hearts were still the same.

Alana let her pain drown her, Elia grew despite it. When death stole from her, her heart flourished and made room for more love. If she could not be happy herself, she would make the galaxy better for others and make them happy. She had two new sisters and a new father who loved her like she was his own. Until little Violet turned nine years old, the last of the Uttara family would visit the Palace as often as possible — much to the Queen's disapproval.

But Alana Uttara still stalked Elia like a shadow. She was the bottle which Elia poured her heartache into. When the novelty of being part of the royal family wore off, Elia had two people living within her: the lost girl and the quiet princess.

She died a hundred times during the war.

Like a blossom in winter, her famous heart grew brittle. Her hands turned to frost as she cradled dying children. She tried so hard to protect them all, to keep them safe and take them far away from the war. Even though she saved hundreds of children displaced by the war, she was tormented by the ones she lost. After you watch a child fade away in your arms, you cannot be the same.

When she believed she could not suffer through anything worse, the betrayal arrived. It cut through her knife, twisting in her heart. Finally, she surrendered to her stone heart. Nothing can hurt you when you cannot feel anymore.

The final death caught her a lifetime later.

(The worst betrayal came as a blade through her stomach as she clung to her lover's arms. He could not protect her anymore. She could wonder forever if his last words were a lie: “I love you.”)

In any universe, Elia Valarys and Anakin Skywalker were not destined for a happy ending. (But they still fell for each other like Icarus fell for the sun every time.)

#anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x oc #anakin skywalker x original character #fic: evenstar #oc: elia valarys #star wars #star wars fanfiction #anakin x oc #attack of the clones #the clone wars #revenge of the sith #prequel trilogy #princess oc #jedi x princess #original planet #forbidden love #secret relationship #anakin smut #ao3

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unamused-boss · 11 months ago

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Take out Night

Billy Hargrove x Fem oc Hello! Just before we begin this is a fic that will introduce another Oc that I have created. A Billy x Oc to be more precise. I have seen so many other creators, some whom I am mutuals with, make amazing oc. And I wanted to jump on the train with it. Plus I really want Billy to have a weird gf! So I have made a character for Billy hargrove and I hope you like her.

It was all strange when the two first got together. If you mean the Cali boy going after probably the weirdest hot girl in town then you'd be correct. Because that is what happened when Billy Hargrove asked out, and is still going out with, Phoebe Brown.

Yep, Hawkin's local weirdo. Has been seen walking bare foot within the woods. Constantly seeming like she has consumed an intense amount of drugs even though she doesn't even drink or smoke. Claiming it ruins the soul of the body. Her dark brown hair always done up in a new style. Along with her clothes matching her presence, comfortable.

It was a month long gossip train as to why Billy would ask out such a peculiar girl. Many of Billy's, so called, friends said it was because he lost a bet or was looking for something easy. But what the masses do not know it took Billy a whole month before Phoebe even said yes to a date. Billy claimed he has never liked Hawkin's heifers, as much as Phoebe has told him to stop calling them that, he wanted something he thought would bring him excitement. So when he laid eyes on Phoebe Brown, he knew it was her.

Well to get that out of the way with all the sentimental shit that we will get into later. Lets focus on where our couple is at presently. It is the middle of December for Hawkins with a blissful, not to Billy, cold outside. And in front of a little chinese food restaurant sat a charged blue camaro where our couple sits. It is just another of their many at home date nights tonight. Let's see where the night will take them.

“Do you have to do this every time?” Billy asked his girlfriend. Who at the moment has her nose deep within a menu of said Chinese restaurant.

“Yes, what if I wanna try something new?” Phoebe said back to him, still with her face in the pamphlet of the menu.

“Babe there is no doubt in my mind that you have not eaten the whole menu since we have discovered this restaurant.” Billy reasoned with her. “Can we please order the food so we can go back to your house”

Phoebe faced him with a smile gracing her face. “You know, for such a big strong guy, you can be very soft and cute.” The statement flusters Billy, she knows this. But he will always keep his tough guy act up till they get home. So in response to his girlfriend's statement, he turned his head away from her. Which did not help because she could see his ears turning red which meant he was blushing. Phoebe just giggled at him, “Get out of the damn car.” Was all he said to her, but not with any mean intent behind it. So that is what you did. You both got out of the car to make your way in to order your dinner for the night.

“Hey Billy, Hey Phoebe” The cashier greeted, “What can I get ya?”

“We’ll get the spicy chicken combo and spring rolls to go with it.” Billy answered to the cashier.

“We will also take the Lo mien and crab rangoons.” Phoebe added on with confidence.

“Um, who paid?” Billy sassed to her.

“Um, who’s job is it to pay?” She simply sassed back. “I also paid for your gas, be a good boyfriend and pay for your girlfriend's dinner.” Billy just rolled his eyes to her.

“Alright coming right up.” That was all that needed to be said for the two to take their seats in front of the window to wait on their food.

“Hey, can I ask you a question?” Phoebe asked.

“Okay, hit me.” Billy said thinking it was gonna be a challenge.

“Why did you ask me out?” She asked simply.

Billy was silent for a minute. “This isn’t a trap is it? Last time this happened my tire got slashed.” Billy panicked.

“No it’s not… I just- I just think there is someone more suited for you than me.” Phoebe admitted.

“What like some cow on the cheer team?” Billy said very aggressively.

“Billy- I’m serious.”

“The reason I asked you out was because you were different from every other girl I have ever dated.” Billy told her, looking into her honey colored eyes.

“But-”

“I don’t wanna hear it.” He stopped her. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and if I had to go another month of chasing you around to simply look in my direction then I will. I know I’m not the best guy, but you have made me realize that I will do whatever it takes for us to stay together.” Billy’s eyes softened as he looked at her. Phoebe's once tired looking eyes became wide while staring at Billy as he spoke. No guy has ever said something like that to her. Yeah, she knows she’s weirded Billy out before but he still stayed with her.

“Billy” She spoke softly, a smile making its way onto her face. He smiled back at her, taking her hand into his on the table.

“Order 37!” Was shouted out, to which brought the couple out of their trance.

Once the food was picked up. The couple made their way to the camaro to go home. The drive was silent, it was warm and comfortable. Just the quiet tone of one of Billy’s rock tapes playing from the window. As Phoebe was looking out the window to the dark outside of the night. She saw the glimmer of snow, she gasped as her eyes lit up. Even though it had snowed for the past few weeks, with every new snowfall Phoebe got excited. She loved the cold weather unlike her boyfriend. Billy heard her small gasp from beside him; he made a small glance over to her to see she was staring out the window. He just smiled at her expression, he couldn’t have asked for anyone better. The couple usually didn’t express too much emotion in front of others, not too heavy on pda other than a quickie in the janitor's closet. But the nights such as these were Billy could get away from his house to go home with her. To spend the night cuddling and watching trash movies they can make fun of. It was pure bliss for Billy, He loved it He loved her.

The car came to a stop in Phoebe’s driveway. With her parents out of the house for the next few days that meant more time with Billy, and being able to eat in the living room. The food was set out on the coffee table, blankets were prepped, movies prepped to be watched, and Billy’s side ready for Phoebe to cuddle into. The chosen pick from the Family Video tonight were American Ninja, obviously Billy, and Smooth Talk, clearly picked out by Phoebe, the two had very distinct tastes. The two watched and ate with glee for being in the other mere presence. In the middle of one of the movies Billy pauses it out of nowhere.

“Heey?” Phoebe said in confusion to his action.

Billy turned to her, now her side is cold. “Why did you ask me that question at the restaurant tonight?” Billy was curious. He wanted to make sure no one said anything to her and so she wasn’t in her head.

“I just- I just started thinking about the types of girls you went after before you got with me.” She said, “And I felt like I was a downgrade.” Hearing this broke his heart. “ I’m noy like Tammy, Tina, or Nancy… It's stupid but I can’t help but feel insecure sometimes. You were told about me from people that judged me and still chose me after everything. I just don’t get it sometimes.”

“Like I said before, you are unlike any girl I have ever been with, and I love it. I love you.” Billy said.

“You said the L word.” Phoebe giggled at him. Billy’s smile broke out after you said that.

“What are you gonna punish me?” He teased. In response Phoebe places her soft lips onto Hargroves. It felt like a puzzle being completed when they kissed. Phoebe became more forward and started to slowly push Billy back until he was on his back while she was sitting on him still kissing on her couch. The kiss slowed and the two started to pull away. Looking at one another for a moment. Until a sly smirk appeared on Billy’s face.

“I should say the L word more often if that’s my punishment.” He flirted. Phoebe just laughed at him then pulled him up right to continue where they left off. In the movie obviously. Billy played the movie and Phoebe snuggled back into his side.

“Just so you know.” Phoebe started. “I love you too.” Billy smiled and kissed the top of her head. The night was perfect, as always.

Hope you enjoyed! Like always if you have feed back I would love to hear it.

if you wanna see anything specifically with Billy and Phoebe just request or comment.

Thank you, love ya bookies!

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x oc #billy hargrove x female #stranger things #fanfiction #billy hargove imagine #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #dustin henderson #eddie munson #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove fanfiction #80’s #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #stranger things billy

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iggyguyy · 7 months ago

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if you ever wanna lore dump about your ocs I’m here I GRHRHRHEHKRHEJ I NEED TO MORE ABOUT THEM

You are now one of my favorite people ever I hope you know that <3

INSANELY LONG LORE DUMP UNDER READ ⚠️❌️

The over-all story of the silly guys:

It's about this 5 person band filled with weirdos in the very real Texas town named Round Top Senior (better version of round top). They live together in a small apartment and have a lot of playing gigs at the local all inclusive bar. Their main problem is money. Money for a new apartment. Their non human drummer is still growing, and is slowly outgrowing the current apartment. They are desperately looking for money to buy one that can actually house their huge drummer. One day this all changes when a 6th person gets sort of kidnapped by the banjo player and has to stay there for a while. No one really likes him and he has no idea how to act around neither queer people nor non humans. Chaos ensues when he finds himself slowly falling in love with the weirdo who got him in that situation in the first place...

THE 6 MAIN CHARACTERS:

Mama 🌞🪕: No one knows who or what he is, but he is sure there! His warm pink skin, his bright green hair and his huge chest make him very loved around the town; you'd recognise him anywhere! His species, age, gender, past and motives are all unknown, even to him. All he knows is that he likes stringed instruments (He plays the banjo, guitar, bass, electric guitar and harmonica) and that he loves befriending humans and learning more about them. There's something about him that really drives people to love him. His huge list of past lovers really shows this!

While most people (including him) don't know, he's actually an impressive 2723 years old. He's the last stander of a species that went extinct around year 700 B.C. I could do a post just about this species but good lord it's so much

He / him used on him mostly, he couldn't care less. He has a vagina and seems to be able to reproduce, no one has really tried. He has a very deep voice and a strong Cuban accent. 200 cm / 6'6 ft. Doesn't have body hair below the face, 0 fingernails and never wears underwear. He also REFUSES to wear shirts / cover his titties. His "titties" are actually holding a very sweet and intoxicating liquid, and the "lines" under his chest are shallow slits that excrete the smell of this liquid.

No Canon gender or sexuality but he will be with anyone who wants him. His favorite band is Buffalo Springfield. Old ass drawing but its still one of my favs!

Richard Kelly / Dickhead 🕶🎸: He thinks that he's the coolest guy ever but oh god he is STUPID! He tries so hard to be likeable that most people just end up hating him instead. From his neglectful parents and bullies in school, he's ended up being a very pretentious and dismissive person. He doesn't really "get" queer people, he thinks most people are beneath him and he doesn't even slightly respect non human people. Why is he even here? Good question! After getting mad at Mama for "stealing his girl" (His gf Jill broke up with him because he was yelling at her in front of Mama), he got so mad in his drunk state that he fainted mid-punch and woke up on Mama's couch the next day. The rest is history! He tries to pretend that he hates the band but oh god he's starting to love them so much. He also canonically loves goth girls.

He / him, cis male. 175 cm / 5'7 ft. Has a HUGE ass. Stubby beard paired with sad mustache. Cis straight man in the beginning of the show, cis BI man at the end! 25 years old, birthday is the 15th of August. His favorite band is Gorillaz. Haven't drawn him in ages whoopsies!

Julius Amadeus Usoro 🍎🥁: Big guy! This huge monstrosity is the head honcho of the band, their drummer and the one who owns the apartment! He has a huge fear of birds and insane abandonment issues. He tackles having 3 jobs at once, drummer for the band, ASL teacher for their deaf neighbour and he also teaches the drums! His other hobbies includes competitive eating, cooking, anything that has to do with apples, going on runs and walks, cooking even more, napping and cooking again. He is a mix between a sewerian and a Häll-horn, hence his purple skin! Most people just know him as "the demon" though. His brain is very small and he's not that bright, but he has a big heart and he is very loved by the band. He is illegal in many places and the band literally have to say that he's a guide dog to get out of some situations. The people of texas really don't like "demons". He legally adopted Marv in high school. Won't say his whole long ass backstory either but he was raised by a Russian lesbian couple who owned a big apple farm. He is also mute! He communicates through ASL or messy writing!

He / him, cis grayromantic bisexual male. 255 cm / 8'4 ft. 21 years old, birthday is the 10th of October. Huge titties on this guy. Gets winter fur but is pretty hairy all year round anyway! Paw-like hands. His favorite band is The Beatles.

His current design has him wearing headphones more times than not, but these old drawings still work to shoe his design :3

Marvin Juhani Usoro / Marv 🎺💣: The youngest in the band, but also the smartest by far! With 150 IQ and a concerning love for violence and explosives, this little pyromaniac is the main singer in this already weird band. He is completely blind, literally not having eyes at all under his opaque glasses, two of his limbs are amputated and his scarring is painful, so he uses his trusty crutch-cane wherever he goes. He's in and out of asylums and switches back and forth between psychologists, which is awful for him due to strong noscomephobia [fear of hospitals or care facilities]. He's diagnosed with bipolar disorder, autism and borderline personality disorder. His mother got killed by a faulty bomb he made, and his dad disowned him afterwards; making Julius and the band his only family. He was born in Borås, Sweden, to two Jewish finns, so he speaks english/finnish/swedish/jiddisch.

He / him, cis aroace sex+romance repulsed male. 177 cm / 5'9 ft. Big part of his nose gone due to explosion. 16 years old, birthday is the 3rd of March. His favorite band is either Insane Clown Posse or Children of bodom. Ignore that his foot is only missing on one drawing it's a pretty recent change !

[Dead name] Hernandez / Buddy 🎹🤙: They are the backbone and most street smart one in the band, without them the rest of them would be completely lost! They love messing with the others amd pulling small pranks. They're diagnosed with Adhd. As a side gig they like to play piano and sing during nights at the club without the band, usually with a bar specific backup crew. They are a recovering alcoholic and struggle with smoking. They used to be very ablelist and cruel to people, but they decided to leave that life and they're trying to become the bigger person. They write pretty much half of their songs [other half being by Julius], and being in this band is the best thing that ever happened to them. They've completely cut off the ties to their family who still lives back in Spain. They pride themself in their big amount of friends, always making sure to check in on them and hype them up. They don't use their dead name ever, except for legal instances, but it doesn't make them that uncomfortable so they can't be assed to legally change it.

Any pronouns, mostly they / them. AFAB genderfluid lesbian. They still view gender for them as fluid, but still primarily fem! They are 28 years old and their birthday is the 1st of April. 167 cm / 5'6. Their favorite band is Queen, but fav artist is Cass Elliot.

Dominic Smith / Dom 🎷🖼: The half raccoon half human who ran away from home and just happened to meet Julius! This sax playing maniac is so obsessed with Julius that he clings to him 24/7. He has autism, adhd, strong maladaptive daydreaming disorder and even stronger schizophrenia. He basically lives in his own little world and sees things as a jumbled mess of bland colours, and that's why he loves Julius and the band so much; they're a break from the same old same old! He grew up on a corn farm for most of his life, living with his mother and 2 older brothers. His dad was nowhere to be found, and Dom cant remember meeting him ever. He loves sporting his beautiful knockoff slipknot merch and jeans. He has a very hard time remembering things. His special interest is spongebob! [Although he calls him "monty spumbop" for whatever reason ?]

He/they/xe, amab but pretty much completely unlabeled. No one has ever explained the concept of gender to him in a way he understands, but if someone managed to do it he would most likely use xenogenders. He's silly like that. 155 cm / 5'1 ft tall. 19 years old, birthday is the 17th of January. His favorite band is slipknot.

SOMEWHAT IMPORTANT SIDECHARACTERS;

Barbra Scarlette Wilson / Barb 💄🎀: A 32 year old 190 cm tall texan dragqueen millionaire! He has the biggest, pinkest house in town, and he is PROUD of that! He uses he/him and is a cis gay man. His drag name is Scarlette Darling. He is absolute besties with Buddy and even gave them a specific pink flip phone that only has his number, so it's easier to contact him! He has a crush on Julius that pretty much everyone except Julius himself has noticed.

Kino 🟦💢: 29 year old unlabeled Häll-horn whos Ukrainian and Russian, very traditional one too. He has embraced the "demon" culture and is completely against all humans. He absolutely hates Julius because he thinks that he's a disappointment and embarrassment to the whole species, with how human influenced he is. He is very aggressive and mean.

Kaleb 🟥❔️: 20 year old trans ftm pansexual Sewerian whos Ukrainian, not very traditional one. He doesn't care too much about traditions or hating humans, he just wants to relax and live as he likes. The only reason he hangs around Kino is because they can relate over both being non human and "demons". He had to pretend to hate Julius just to make Kino happy, secretly he thinks Julius is extremely attractive so whoops that's not what Kino wants!

Oscar Pérez 🍊🍺: A 37 year old cis male gay human from Mexico. He used to date Mama and planned on getting married to him while Mama was in Mexico, after getting left alone completely randomly by him, Oscar swore to find him and get revenge on him. Now he's found him again, but he still loves him too much to go through with it. So now he's just in an abusive relationship with him instead! Oscar gets a lot of pent up anger he usually takes out on Mama, since he thinks he deserves it. Mama doesn't even remember who he is or that they're even together, but he still keeps letting Oscar treat him as if they're an item.

Jill Dimitry 🖤💫: Richards ex gf. She loves rock and is trying to learn the guitar. She is cis female and bisexual. She can get fed up very easily, so it's a surprise she didn't break up with Dickhead earlier! She doesn't talk to Richard anymore but she's talking to Buddy and Mama every now and then.

Rita Salvador ✏️💛: Julius' old high school roommate and girlfriend. She was a huge beatles fan and collected spongebob merchandise! She was a transfem autistic girlie who always wore her socks over her baggy sweatpants. She died when Marv was working on a bomb and accidentally knocked it to the floor, the explosion happening close enough to Rita to kill her, but only knock out Marv. Julius just lied to Marv and explained that she died of a heart attack, not wanting Marv to feel guilty. Rita named herself after the beatles song "Lovely Rita" !!

Alia 🌼🫒: The local florist shop owner! She sells handmade and homegrown bouquets and all kinds of flowers! She was very close friends with Rita. She loves meeting Julius during the week, even if she can't understand his ASL! She's a transfem Muslim who always sports her cool handmade skirts! ALSO SHE WAS CREATED BY THE LOVELY @animatronicthing [art in the photo below was made by schyr!!!!!!!!] GO CHECK THEM OUT

There are a few more characters worth mentioning who don't have a decided design or aren't that relevant but still!!!!!!!!:

The Abdullahi family. They are the band's neighbours whi recently moved here from Nigeria. Mrs. and Mr. Abdullahi don't know a lot of English, and their daughter Sani is deaf and autistic. Julius spends his free time teaching ASL to Sani!

War veteran neighbour: old man in wheelchair who lives across the street to the sillies and often goes out on his balcony at the same time as mama, making them greet each other every now and then.

Freddie: he's the local pizzeria owner and he absolutely loves getting visited by Dom and Julius, it really makes his day!!

That's pretty much all characters who are somewhat developed, but oh god there's more! TY sososososoosososoosososoososososoososo much for this ask i am literally going insane !!!!!!!!!

That's my sillies, bye ! ✌️

#GRAAAAGHHHHHHHHH SILLIES #Also fun fact my folder of silly guys fanart has 579 images #almost half of that artwork is naked drawings of Julius #insane #art #oc artwork #the silly guys #original character #asks / requests #gay people #bitches love my mustache #long ass post

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