Every Time I Go On C.ai I Wish I Had The Patience/ability To Make Bots But I Don't 😭😭 Shout Out

going on a date today... quite nervous but when i get home i will write all my feelings away <33

currently dying in my bed rn.. i need this so bad 💔

So, i've thinking about how cute and fluffy Art would be on reader's period: worried about her cramps, buying snacks, cuddling and spoiling her all week... (i love your fanfics and you make the best fluffy ones)

aw thank you so much ! fluff soothes the soul.

♡ art is getting one of those aesthetic rolling carts to keep in his bathroom for you. it has the brand(s) of pads and tampons you prefer. flushable wipes cause let’s be honest a lot of time toilet paper is not cutting it and you need a clean up in between showers. midol, aleve, maybe he’d buy you a pair of comfy underwear to have on hand too ☺️.

♡ changing your sheets for your before and after your period.

♡ snuggles all the time. he’s your personal heating pad. puts bud big hand on your bare tummy when you’re having cramps :( rubbing it ever so gently. telling you it’ll get better. he’s right here. and he’s spooning you whenever he can. insisting you sit/lay down the moment you’re home !

♡ a lot of massages. kneads your hips.

♡ we know he shows love by giving, so providing for you during this time comes naturally.

♡ makes sure he has all your favorite junk food on hand. (he may not be able to eat it but that’s not stopping him from having an entire cupboard full.) you just have to say salty or sweet and he’ll arrange a little tray.

♡ keeps you hydrated. as an athlete he has lots of liquid iv and gatorade and such on hand. sneakily adds electrolytes to your water. what a good boyfriend !

♡ honestly just has a lot of empathy for you. forehead kissed while he whispers soothing things in your ear,

“you’re so strong, there’s so much going on inside you right now.”

“i don’t know how you do it.”

“your body’s so amazing, sweetheart.”

♡ buys a heated blanket AND a weighted one after you menstruate around him for the first time. he’s nothing if not prepared. if he can’t take away his girls pain, he can sure soften the blow.

♡ would get a thick comfy dark red blanket and put it on his bed during your period. if you do bleed through your clothes during the night, it won’t be noticeable. much. better than sleeping on a towel. as soon as you’re onto the next phase of your cycle it goes into the wash ! simple !

♡ if he’s away at a tournament he’ll doordash you your go-to coffee and a breakfast sandwich. he’ll send you a message at the same time everyday, each a variation of:

Hey, I know you’re probably grumpy that you have to get up and work while you’re in pain. So here’s a little something. Please take care of yourself while I’m gone. Be back soon baby xx

muahaha... cozy art christmas fic coming soon (with some spice cuz i know my audience) and yes i know it isn't even thanksgiving yet so shush!!!

love to keep me warm (art donaldson x fem! reader) 🧣❄

i love the winter weather/so the two of us can get together

the knock on your door isn't surprising. you stop the whisking of your cookie batter to open the door, met with art donaldson and his adorably ruddy cheeks. "hi" art says quietly, his breath creating a misty cloud in the chilly air. you usher him in, watching as he removes his fuzzy hat (given to him by you last year when you were briefly infatuated with knitting), his hair a little messy. you step forward and reach out for him, sweeping his blonde hair out of his face for him. art, ever shy, gives a small "thank you" <3

there's nothing sweeter, finer/when it's nice and cold

art is happy to help you sprinkle chocolate chips into the dough, popping a few into his mouth with a smile. he watches you put the cookies into the oven adoringly, trailing after you like a puppy when you make your way to the couch, laying next to you and finally relaxing as you lean your head against his shoulder, his nose filled with the scent of your sweet shampoo and the cookies currently baking in the oven <3

i can hold my baby closer to me/and collect the kisses that are due me

art smiles as you snuggle closer to him, wrapping a long arm around you as you both watch the window, looking outside at the fluffy snow that is starting to fall on the ground. it makes you cold just looking at it, and you shiver just a little. art can tell though, and he reaches and grabs one of the thick blankets on your couch, wrapping it around you both. this act of kindness warms your heart, inspiring you to pull his face closer to you and kiss him softly <3

i love the winter weather/'cause i got my love to keep me warm

art kisses you back, as always, following your lead and letting you take control. you're not interested in taking it further right now though, so you break the kiss, smiling at arts quiet whine when you do. you lay your head on arts chest, sighing when he wraps the blanket around your shoulders. art runs his fingers through your hair, making little curls with his finger. even as the weather becomes increasingly cold outside, you don't feel the chill at all, and you doubt you will ever again. all because you will always have arts love to keep you warm <3

i love this sm 😭😭😭

what are your own like personal headcanons about art donaldson!!! i love hearing about silly thoughts people have <333 (i love your writing btw!!)

(thank you bby <3)

random art donaldson headcanons

• at 31 years old, art donaldson still can't grow a full mustache. it's as if god took all the body hairs meant for him and gave them to patrick zweig instead.

• art wears tom ford’s azure lime, a fragrance that is fresh and crisp, with none of the heavy muskiness you might expect. some might say it smells a bit feminine, but it suits him well, at least, it always smells clean.

• he named his daughter lily after his grandmother, liliane. although she didn't raise him, they shared a special bond. it was liliane who introduced him to tennis.

• he is a secret fan of the lord of the rings and occasionally quotes gollum, much to tashi’s annoyance, who rolls her eyes at the nerdy side of her husband.

• his favorite food is lasagna, but not the kind you'd expect. he doesn't crave the gourmet freshly made lasagna his personal chef prepares. what he really loves is the store-brand frozen lasagna, the kind that comes in a box and is microwaved. tashi only allows him to eat it on his birthday.

• out of all his body parts, hands are probably his favorite. which is why he finds holding hands to be one of the most intimate gestures. he prefers sturdy hands with slender fingers and manicured nails.

• art had never blocked patrick’s number all those years, just so he could one day say "the phone works both ways" if patrick ever tried to blame him for their falling out.

• he has an irrational fear of spiders. if he spots one in a room, he cannot bring himself to sleep in there, even if tashi has killed the spider for him. in his mind, the spider’s family might be plotting revenge, and that thought is enough to keep him awake at night.

• art donaldson hates the taste of coffee, no matter how many times he had tried to like it in an effort to appear more mature. to him, it always tastes like straight-up dirt. he prefers to stick with vanilla milk.

• he has tried the curly girl method countless times, hoping to restore the curly texture his hair once had as a teenager. despite his efforts and the many products he has tried, his hair remains persistently straight.

• art chews his nails when nervous. and he will chew on anything else he can get a grip on as well. tashi tries to break this habit by painting his nails with bitter nail polish but it doesn't stop him from biting them, it just tastes like shit now.

• art rarely swears or gets angry, but when he does, tashi knows he will spend the entire day brooding. it's all about muttered complaints and scowls. the only thing that typically soothes him is a warm bath.

• when lily was born, art sobbed so loudly that the nurses had to ask him to quiet down to avoid disturbing the other babies in the hospital wing. tashi was so mortified that she pretended not to know him.

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• he wears those tiny underwears because he doesn't feel supported in anything else. he needs his pink fuzzy balls to be secured on the court. a lesson he learned the hard way. when he was fifteen, one of his balls slipped through the leg of his loose boxers during a match, and patrick teased him about it for months. ever since that day, he has sworn off boxers entirely.

• when patrick taught art how to jerk off, art waited for patrick to be asleep to look closely at the sock patrick had used. he studied the slimy stains, comparing the cum to his own, just to make sure everything was normal with him.

• he isn’t a fan of quickies. he prefers to take his time with tashi, believing that making love is about enjoying every moment and taking the time to bring her to the edge. to him, it’s not really making love if she doesn’t climax too. however, there are times when he becomes so horny after a particularly intense practice session, where tashi had pushed him harder than usual, that a quickie becomes necessary.

• he has incredibly sensitive nipples and gets easily aroused when they’re touched or teased. when tashi wants to make him shut up during an argument, she just pinches them and he starts whimpering.

• sometimes he can't help but think about the fact that patrick had been with tashi before him, and it turns him on. the thought of them together becomes a driving force, turning into a personal competition. he feels the need to prove to tashi that he is the best sex she will ever have.

• tashi used threats of her strap-on as a way to motivate him during his matches, but now, instead of fear, it has become a source of excitement. art knows that each victory means tashi is waiting for him at home with her silicone cock, ready to celebrate.

artrick they both have an oral fixation (could also work w all 3 of them) i beg

I’m deep into my Art brainrot so I’m gonna say smth about that little blonde bitch.

It’s clear that he has some sort of oral fixation bc he always needs to have smth in his mouth, whether he’s biting you or chewing gum. But whenever the two of you have sex he HAS to suck on smth like it’s life or death for him and he’s a whiny little bitch if you don’t help him.

He likes to suck on your fingers alllllll the time, sometime not even sexually. If you have any food on your fingers he’d always gently grab your hand and put it in his mouth and if he’s feeling really kinky he might just sit then with his tongue hanging out waiting for you to get the hint.

His fav is when you’re riding him and he gets to suck on your tits. Looking at you from below and having you soft flesh in his mouth while you ride him painfully slow so you could hear all those beautiful noises come out of him.

He never talks too, he’d rather die than take his mouth off you, noises do the trick usually. He’d main and whine against you, not taking his eyes off you like a loyal dog.

I wouldd love to read about art x Patrick’s twin sister headcanons. Like them pining over each other or like getting caught by Patrick🙏🙏

omg yes you can i love this idea <33

-i definitely think art feels guilty for pining after you at first, because he feels like it might ruin his friendship with patrick, but he also feels guilty because you remind him so much of patrick, and maybe it's a way for him to live out his childish fantasies of being more than friends with him...

-whatever the reason.. hes been around you forever, always coming to family dinners and sports events and vacations, he felt bad when patrick would tease you and pull your hair, he would always tell patrick to stop, trying to distract him with a game or something else to take the heat off of you..

-the first time he kissed you was (in his mind) perfect, he was on vacation with your family as usual, enjoying his time with patrick and you at your families beach house.. it was the last night of vacation and the whole time art was hyping himself up to finally confess how he felt for you. eventually patrick left the two of you alone so he could sneak some cigarettes from arts parents. you and art were sitting on a couple of beach chairs, watching the embers of the campfire die down.. art swears his heart is in his throat as he inches his fingers close to yours, hoping you don't completely reject him like he worries about in all his morbid fantasies.. at the first touch of his pinky to yours your head snaps towards him, and he thanks all the gods above that you make the first move, leaning towards him and pressing your lips on his and he swears he sees fireworks when he closes his eyes, it's everything he wanted and more..

-from then on it's all holding hands under the dinner table (patrick wonders why art wants to sit next to you but doesn't say anything), stealing glances at you on long car rides and showing off at his tennis matches, looking at you in the crowd..

-art is truly the best thing that ever happened to you, of course you both decided it was best for patrick not to know about it yet, but art finds a way around that, every time you look at your phone there's a new message from him, asking you how your day went, complimenting your outfit and such, as for when you're gonna tell patrick about art... well you'll cross that bridge when you get to it <3

day 10: rimming <3

a/n: im sadly only going to be able to do headcanons for days 10 and 11 because i have no time to write rn 😇

art is initially very nervous about letting you anywhere near his ass, not quite understanding why he's okay with you touching his dick, but extremely nervous about letting you rim him <3

the part he's most nervous about is that he's always felt the pressure to he more "masculine" and be the dominant one in the relationship, and getting his walls down and letting him admit that he likes being submissive took some time, but it's worth it <3

setting the mood is always important when you're intimate with art. you lay out a fluffy blanket on the bed, turn down the lights and light a couple candles, knowing that it's crucial that art feels comfortable <3

you have to reassure art throughout the whole process, pressing kisses into his legs as you spread them open, and reaching up to hold his hand while you take his dick into your mouth, opting to get him more relaxed before you try something new <3

the moment art feels your tongue on his hole he wonders why you two haven't been doing this the whole time you've been together. warmth blooms through his lower stomach as he squirms against the sheets, reaching a hand down to rub at his dick as you busy yourself against him <3

art (as always) cums embarrassingly quick, but it's understandable when you look up from your place between his legs and see the expression of pure ecstasy on his face. all of the stimulation keeps him twitching even after he cums, milky ropes of cum reaching as far up as his chin <3

there's only one thing that you regret about choosing to finally rim art.. it's that you can't give him a regular blowjob anymore, he always finds a way to gently push your head lower and lower until he finally get you where he wants you.. he's such a fiend <3

okay wrote a request for chiropractor!art or some type of body worker!art a few nights ago very late and stoned so sorry if it was messy or phrased impolitely. if you would be so kind as to bestow some of your artistic talent upon the proposed concept, i would be very grateful, obviously no pressure or rush. please and thank you!

if you’re open to it, picture art being immediately smitten upon seeing you. you’re a little taken aback by his appearance and charm, but resolve yourself to focus on tending to your long aching body and focusing on pain management and healing to whatever capacity you may achieve.

little do you know, art is growing exponentially enamored. he was initially smitten by the way your eyes met his, your voice when you greeted him, and countless other little wonders about you.

he is the picture of professional, externally. no one needs to know he anticipates your sessions all week. schools himself into not losing his composure over the forced proximity prompted by the setting. he grows obsessed with trying to untangle and pinpoint the layers of your smell when he’s all up in your space. he’s being so normal about pushing up your legs as far back as they can go, slowly gaining more and more ground. he definitely doesn’t think about the ways he can bend and fold you right here right now, or the positions he could use his profession to help you work up to. he doesn’t feel his ethics hanging by a thread every time another lovely sound is pushed out of you. tells you to breath makes intense eye contact while coaching you through breathing in spite of overwhelming pain when addressing a tight spot. tenderly talking to you through any pain. touching every inch of you, to get to the root of any discomfort only, of course. he has immense respect for you, especially considering you’ve been carrying immense pain so gracefully for so long.

he knows he can’t date a patient but that doesn’t mean his mind can’t wander…

wonder what he thinks about… gets up to…

anyhow, thank you for entertaining this ask and full respect however you choose to engage with it or not.

thank you good sir.

holy fuck 😭😭 i mean what can i add to this perfect ask?!?!

im imagining that you didn't exactly know that your chiropractor would be a man.. i mean all your previous ones weren't, so when you walked into the clean, organized office and were met with the most gorgeous man you've ever seen.. yeah, you were a little surprised.

but you tuck those feelings deep down and try to be professional, telling him how it hurts when you raise your arm too high, and how your calves keep cramping no matter what you do. and art listens, nodding his head every once and a while and taking little notes on his clip board. but despite trying to he professional, you can't help but look away when his pretty blue eyes meet yours.

then he gets to work, telling you to lay on your stomach while he digs his thumbs into your leg muscles, and you're fighting the urge to make absolutely embarrassing sounds, but art couldn't even notice that if he wanted to.. he's in his own world, letting his hands massage and bend your legs gently, the soft skin sending him almost into a trance, sometimes interrupted by thoughts of rubbing lotion into other places on your body.. wondering if you're this soft everywhere.. wondering how far he could take this without you noticing his erection in his pants.. but art is a professional.. he wouldn't put his job on the line just to get his dick wet.. but that doesn't stop him from thinking about it..

in the next session you two have together (which art has been not so subtly preening himself for), art works on your shoulders, asking you to sit up while he presses his palms into your shoulder blades, biting his lip when you make a noise of discomfort, torn between wanting to comfort you, and wanting to hear more..

after he books your next appointment, art sends you on your way with his signature sweet smile, before shutting himself in his office and cancelling all of his appointments for the rest of the day.. definitely not because hes rubbing the sweet lotion that he always uses on you at your appointments into his hands.. groaning and spreading his legs in his chair to grant himself better access to shallowly thrust his hips into his hand.. the pink head of his cock peeking out of his fist every once and a while.. when the thought of your noises from earlier that day pop into his head.. arts a goner, shooting white rivulets onto his navy blue work pants.

cleaning himself up, art sends you an email insisting that it would be in his best interests if you would have a session with him 2 times a week.. of course just to help you feel better quicker, not because he needs more inspiration for those lonely nights alone at the office <33

tiktok just got banned.. where will i watch my horny art donsldson edits now...