#the stone of farewell

[headcanonsandmore]

Me, starting "The Stone of Farewell": It's been ages since I read the previous book, so I'm looking forward to reconnecting with these characters!

Me, barely a chapter in: I forgot how annoying Simon is-

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

The Stone of Farewell by Donato Giancola

[tometraveling]

[telekineticseance]

CLOSER TO THE HEART

pairing: matt stone x f! assistant reader

summary: matt’s away for a trip and you miss him

genre: smut

word count: 2344

cw: legal age gap, phone sex, dom!matt, f!masturbation, finger(f!receiving), unprotected sex, edging, breeding kink (if you squint)

author's note: the final part has arrived. i’m really happy with how this series has grown and all the people it has introduced me to. this was my first matt fic i’ve ever written and i’m so happy to continue writing and i’m excited for the future.

this is part ten to a series if you haven't read the first part check it out here: "CIRCUMSTANCES"

“I really do miss you.” Matt’s voice rang on the other line of the phone. You let out a small sigh, your chest aching from the tone in his voice, “I know..I miss you too.”

It had been a couple months since you and Matt had started your relationship and every moment with him just continued to be better than the one before. Even though he was currently back in Colorado for some finishing touches on Casa Bonita, he called you when he got back to his hotel room and still tried to convince you to come to Colorado to spend a weekend with him.

“Matt, I have work.” You would tell him, it was true, you were technically working for Matt by house sitting while he was away. You would do it for his trips normally before the two of you got together and since you were still trying to keep it a secret, you insisted on staying at his place instead of leaving with him like he wanted. “I know.” He would sigh back, but tonight was different. The tone in his voice was off and he seemed more pushy than usual.

“I just wish you were here..ya know?..” You heard more shuffling from the phone as Matt moved around and you nodded, barely awake since it was almost 2am for you, meaning it was 3am for him. “Wish I could see your face..feel your skin on mine..”

You let out a small hum, listening to his voice as it got softer and lower. “Mmhmm.” You hummed out. He let out a soft chuckle, “You tired?” You curled up more in Matt’s bed, tugging the blanket closer to you in the process, “I could be.”

He let out another chuckle as you heard a few more shuffling sounds, “Well don’t go to sleep quite yet.” He mumbled into the phone. “Okay. I won’t.”

As much as you tried, you struggled to hold your eyes open, especially with Matt mumbling some nonsense to himself on the other line, his voice making you drift even further. “What would you do if I was with you right now?” Matt’s voice rang through, causing you to shoot your eyes back open as you were almost completely asleep.

You rolled over on the bed, to where you were now facing the wall before thinking, “What would you want me to do?” You could tell from his pause, he was letting the thoughts run laps in his brain before he spoke up, “Well what I would do is I’d definitely kiss your lips, maybe kiss in the spot behind your ear that makes you squirm.” He let out a small chuckle before continuing, “Leave a trail of hickeys down your body, before looking up to that pretty face of yours. Watch as your eyes plead for more.”

You let out a hum in response, tightening your legs together as you listened to him continue talking, “Maybe run my fingers along your slit, listening to your gasps as I touch you.” You bit your bottom lip, closing your eyes as you imagined everything. “And then what?”

“Fuck you with my tongue, holding you down by your hips as you thrust against my face.” You let out a small sigh, “Matt..” You breathed out into the phone, rubbing your legs together as it started to create friction against your panties.

“Yes baby?” He asked, his voice getting low. “Keep going.” You begged him, your breathing getting a little faster as you continued rubbing your thighs together. “You’re not getting off to this are you?”

“No.” You whined out, biting your bottom lip, “I don’t feel like you’re telling me the truth.” He tsked on the other end of the phone, “Are you?”

“No sir,” You responded, letting out a small whimper as you continued rubbing your thighs together, not wanting to completely touch yourself until Matt gave you permission himself. “You know I don’t like it when you lie to me.”

“I know..” You mumbled into the phone, “If I were there I’d have you begging me to let you come, you know that don’t you?” He questioned, followed by more shuffling.

“Yes sir.”

“I want to hear your whimpers. Touch yourself for me.” He commanded from the other line. You obeyed, slipping your hand under your pajama shorts, rubbing yourself through your soaking, red, lace panties. The ones Matt bought you specifically for pictures for when he’d be away. You let out small whines as you continued rubbing yourself, earning a soft groan from Matt.

“I wish I were there so I could watch you be the filthy slut you are.” He groaned into the phone, you could almost picture the way his eyes squinted as he tugged at himself through his pants, leaning his head back so he could picture his own hand as yours.

You moved your panties aside, dipping a finger in between your folds as you started thrusting it. “Matt..I miss you.” You whined into the phone. “I know. Fuck.” He whispered the last part under his breath, as you let out a little gasp into the phone, hitting your g-spot with your fingers, curling them in the process.

Being without Matt was bringing you so much built up frustration that no matter how often the two of you would Facetime or even just talk on the phone, your fingers wouldn’t bring that same relief that you knew he could bring. You didn’t know if you wanted the feeling of his tip repeatedly hitting the back of your throat or if you wanted him bending you over the edge of the bed as he pushed your face down into the mattress as he fucked you. You just knew that you wanted him.

“M-Matt..” You moaned out his name, continuing to pump your fingers through your core. “Are you close?” You bit your bottom lip as you closed your eyes, your grip on the phone getting tighter as your hand started to get shaky. “Y-Yes.”

“Yes what?” The tone in his voice raised slightly, before he let out a puff of air. “Yes sir.”

“Good girl. Now I want you to do something for me okay?” He asked, in which you nodded in response, ignoring the fact he couldn’t see you. “I want you to stop.”

“B-”

“No buts. Do as you're told.”

You bit your bottom lip as you slowly pulled out your fingers, breathing heavily into the phone, a whimper coming from your mouth with every other couple of breaths, earning a small chuckle from Matt once more. “What are you wearing?”

“Hmm…a tank top, shorts, those panties you bought me…” You trailed off, playing with the hem of your tank top. “Take it off.”

“All of it?” You asked, starting to pull your tank top off your head. “All of it.” His voice darkened even more. You pulled off your clothes, putting them on the floor next to the bed before bringing the phone back to your ear.

“Okay..”

“Start touching yourself again and don’t stop unless I say otherwise.” He told you before you heard the line cut off. You looked at your phone and saw that the call had been disconnected. Immediately you called back, only to be sent to voicemail after a couple of rings. Your heart started racing at the thought of something happening to him before you heard heavy footsteps outside the door.

Your eyes widened before you climbed off the bed, pulling your clothes off the floor to put them on, but before you could, you watched as the door to Matt’s bedroom opened and his silhouette filled the door frame as his eyes scanned your body.

Your heart stopped beating for a moment as you watched the man stand in front of you, his face stern as he watched you, showing no reaction as you let the clothes slip from your hands, back to your feet. “What did I tell you?” He asked, his feet heavy as he walked closer to you.

You opened your mouth to speak but he placed his index finger over your lips before running his hand down from your lips to your chin, pinching it with his fingers as he looked into his eyes. The moonlight from the window next to the bed shined in, reflecting off of his face as he looked at you. He licked his lips before taking his bottom lip in between his teeth, pulling his hand away before motioning to the bed.

You felt your body pull away from the heat radiating from his before you leaned back on the bed in front of him, your feet dangling off the edge of the bed as you kept them spread in the process. He continued watching you, his hand rested on his chin while his finger tapped lightly on his lips as he scanned you. “So?” He asked, raising his eyebrows.

You reached your hand down before you started running your fingers through your folds again, thrusting them in as Matt continued watching. You let out a moan as you closed your eyes, tilting your head back into the mattress. When you looked back up, you noticed that Matt was now on his knees in front of you, the only thing you could see was his eyes as he continued watching. He pulled his shirt off over his head, throwing it across the room before he placed his hand over yours as you continued pumping your fingers.

You felt his own fingers thrust in with yours, stretching your walls as you curled your toes lightly, a gasp coming from your mouth. His eyes focused in, continuing to watch as he thrusted his fingers. “Did an old man like me really get you all heated like this mama?” He asked softly, another one of those dark chuckles following behind as he did so.

You let out another moan, unable to speak from the feeling that the combination of fingers brought you, only you could let out a small hum, signaling to Matt that you were about to reach your high again. “I don’t think so yet.” He pulled his hand away, dragging yours along with it as his eyes went to your face.

You looked down at him, the throbbing coming from your core as you felt him tease you with something that was so close. He rose up from the side of the bed and sometime when you weren’t paying attention to him he had pulled off his shorts, revealing the boxers he was wearing underneath.

He slowly placed sloppy kisses along your body, slowly reaching up to your chest before licking his tongue along the valley between your breasts. His mouth went to one nipple, taking it between his teeth and giving it a light pull before going over to the other one and doing the same as his eyes continued watching your face through his brows. You felt your hands move up and grab onto his head before he placed his hands over yours, pulling them away and pinning them on either side of your head.

“Not yet.” He spoke softly before he continued kissing up your chest, going to your neck, then your jaw, and then you felt his lips against yours. His tongue slipped into your mouth as your tongues began to fight for dominance. When you felt defeated, you let his tongue roam around your mouth as you whined into the kiss, fighting against his grip, wanting to touch him. Wanting to run your hands along his arms.

He pulled away before looking into your eyes, “You know I’ve missed you too.” He teased, raising his eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes, giving him a huff, “Matt…please.” You begged him, giving him the pleading eyes that drove him mad.

You continued to feel your center throb and ache, begging for his touch, begging for him. He pressed his lips into yours again, before pulling his hands away from yours to pull down his boxers. You felt his facial stubble poke your face as he kissed you, causing you to give a small smile into the kiss.

The smile soon dropped when you felt him slip his cock into your aching walls. You let out a moan into his lips, feeling the stretch as he thrusted. “Matt..” You moaned out into the kiss. He bit your bottom lip, giving it a small tug before deepening the kiss as he thrusted at a slow pace. His hands trailed up your sides, before grabbing your hands and pinning them down once more, this time inlacing his fingers with yours as he did so.

He pulled away from your lips, kissing your neck, nippling on it in the process. The noises between you two sounded like music to your ears. Filling that void, and that need that you’ve wanted since Matt left for Colorado months ago.

“I missed you so fucking much.” He groaned into your neck, the grip on your hands tightening as he thrusted faster and harder.

His thrusts deepened as he started hitting your g spot rapidly, causing you to arch your back as your nails dug into the back of his hands. “I-I’m close Matt. Please.” You begged, wanting him to let you release.

“Come on my cock.” He breathed out onto your lips. The command made you release almost instantly, you rapidly flexing around him as he thrusted. You felt his thrusts grow sloppy as he started to pull out before you stopped him by wrapping your legs around his waist. “No..” You stopped him, “I like it when you..”

He gave you a small smirk before nodding. You felt his tip twitch inside before he released his fluids inside, his body shaking slightly as he did so. He pressed one more kiss to your lips before he pulled out, looking into your eyes. “I love you.”

You felt your heart stop at his words, the first time he spoke them to you.

“I…love you too.”

[codenameantarctica]

Ingen Jegger

Artwork by Donato Giancola for Grim Oak Press' "The Stone of Farewell"

DonatoArts on Twitter

Grim Oak Press Website for "Stone of Farewell"

[sushi-flavored]

I want you to meet, my favorite EVER sengen fic.

[rainintheevening]

I'd forgotten Prince Josua gets a "King Alfred and the cakes" scene.😆

[milkbreadtoast]

random but... I tried (roughly) translating the lyrics to "skipping stones" by txt for fun/practice..! It's a really beautiful song 🤧

[immamapletreekid]

playing pokemon black... started tearing up at skyarrow bridge

[red-moon-at-night]

Are you going to apply to the milgram zine?

*rises from my grave*

IM SORRY... I really went back and forth over the past month about this, and unfortunately I won't be applying :::::(

I really really wish I could - but I just do Not have The Time™️ nor energy nor mental or physical resources right now to commit to a zine project 😣

I feel that it would be unfair on the team and other artists applying if I were to join, when I know with my current workload and personal life shenanigans I simply cannot take on that kind of responsibility. Saying yes to something then failing to turn up and do my part is far worse than being honest and declining an opportunity I would really like to take on... so that's the low down.

Making the right and mature decision doesn't make me feel any less sad about it though TwT *cries for 500 years*

STILL THOUGH... I am excited to see the charity fanzine come to fruition and I wish everyone who's applied the best of luck!! 💜 You bet I can't wait to get my grubby hands on a copy when the time comes!!!! Screams

[tometraveling]

My favorite fantasy series.

[august-anon]

lol the issue is, the only thing i can focus on rn is critical role. which you think would at least allow me to write for critical role. but no, brain says i am only permitted to Consume it

[stonecoastweather]

Stray thought for a title for Lue: The Vehicle- as in like, a vehicle of the story for the farewell arc. or mote like, the lenses at which the player views the game? if i ever manage to achive those lofty goals of way too much playable regions that one person could reasonbly achieve

but back to it, since it's unlikely that i would have anything "solid" to show about *guestures vaugely* all of this, here's the gist forthe future arc: A final farewell(?) ((idk, name still kinda in flux, the rest of the stuff below is some more 3am rambling))

The farewell arc starts at Peals of Rippling Stone's insistence of comfort. His perception on the world lain askew by Trespass of Query's quest, and Silent Surface's condition deteriorating, he sets it upon himself to say goodbye to Silent, despite his previous reservations on "pointless tasks unrelated to solving the Great Problem".

He modifies one of Si's stray overseers and enlists the help of a young slugcat for this endeavor. With the commaneered overseer, he's finally able to see the world without the filter of information that TQ had placed. Was it a comfort to see the world unmasked and unvarnished? It is certianly different.

The slugcat, Lue (uncreatively mamed Blue before dropping a letter at TQ's insistence to "name it something better than a simple color!") has been made the "bodyguard" of the commandeered overseer- to handle threats that it may otherwise cannot account for. But the real purpose of Lue is simple. It's a comfort, it's support. As the distant landscapes and structures loom ever-closer with each transmission the overseer sends, seeing one flash of blue, a patch of thick fur and gleaming eyes, must be enough to put his mind at ease.

And at the end? Would knowing how his mentor persists in some ways yet decays in much more worse states put his fears to rest?

[codenameantarctica]

Donato Giancola's Artwork for Grim Oak Press' edition of "Stone of Farewell"

From top left to bottom right:

Attack of the Giants

High King Elias with Sorrow

The Fire Dancers in Granis Sacrana

Guthwulf touching Sorrow

Ingen Jagger on his way to Jao-é-Tinukai'i

Josua vs Utvard

Maegwin and Eolar on the descend to Mezutu'a

Kilpa attacking the Eadne Cloud

Pictures were posted by Donato Giancola on the website for the 'IX Art Show', October 23-27, 2024 in Reading, PA

[theblackestofsuns]

“Farewell!”

Fantastic Four #29 (August 1964)

Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, Chic Stone and Stan Goldberg

Marvel Comics

[trapangeles]

J Stone & DJ Drama - Farewell (Official Video)

J. Stone has released a new solo rap track titled "Farewell," which is hosted by DJ Drama. The song is a poignant tribute to Stone's close friend and fellow rapper Nipsey Hussle, who was tragically murdered in 2019.

In "Farewell," Stone reflects on the life and legacy of Nipsey Hussle, paying tribute to his friend's contributions to the rap game and the impact he had on his community. "We lost a soldier, we lost a king / But your spirit lives on, it's forever within," Stone raps in the opening lines of the song.

The track features a simple and stripped-down beat that allows Stone's poignant lyrics to take center stage. His flow is smooth and emotional, as he speaks about the pain of losing a friend and the enduring love he has for Nipsey Hussle.

DJ Drama, who hosts the track, adds his own touch to the song with his signature ad-libs and interludes. His presence adds an extra layer of depth to the track, and helps to create a sense of unity among the artists paying tribute to Nipsey Hussle.

In conclusion, "Farewell" is a powerful and moving track from J. Stone that pays tribute to the late Nipsey Hussle. With its emotional lyrics and stripped-down beat, the song is a fitting tribute to a beloved and respected figure in the rap industry. Hosted by DJ Drama, the track is sure to be a hit among fans of both artists.

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