So Sadly I Cannot Do Day 4 Of The 31 Days Of Smut Because... I Have Adopted 2 Cats!! I Am Currently Just

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.

look im an art girl but josh o'connor is so beautiful i need him RIGHT NEOWWW

it would fix me to experience this

well... i just made an appointment to get an IUD so..

god i hate america

art x volleyball reader!!!!! you need to do a second part to this it’s so so cute!! yearning art will always be my fav 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

after the two of you finally couple up, art follows you around like a puppy, more present at your practices than he is at his own! it gets a little problematic, with you having to convince him to attend his own practices with the promise of weekly sleepovers at your dorm. art becomes a constant presence at your games, making silly signs and cheering the loudest out of anyone. he even helps you practice, trying his best to return serves to you even though he misses terribly 70% of the time. sometimes it's hard being in a relationship where the both of you are busy with school and sports, but to art, it only brings the both of you closer. talking about sports and supporting each other during playoff seasons. the both of you are together whenever time permits it, even convincing your roommate to let art stay over most nights. you have fun going to the gym together, stretching, and massaging each others muscles (which most of the time turns into something else.. ;)) nothing compares to the feeling of jumping into arts arms after a win, having him twirl you around and exclaim how proud he is of you. and for art, theres nothing better than you wrapping your arms tightly around him after a win, kissing his cheek and telling him that you knew he'd win <3

day 13: shy sex <3

authors note: sorry this is so late!! i was so tired last night i literally fell asleep writing it..

every time you have sex with art it's shy sex.. but the most shy he's ever been, was the first time you two had sex.

art is nervous. more nervous than he's ever been, probably ever in his life. he'd said he was going to the bathroom to "freshen up" after you'd scooted closer to him on your bed. it's not like he didn't want to have sex with you.. he really, really did, but he's just so scared of embarrassing himself and having you laugh at him that he needed to excuse himself. art splashes water on his face, taking a deep breath and using one of your towels to dry off, lingering and smelling the left over scent of your shampoo. art doesn't want to keep you waiting though, so he checks his hair in the mirror, smells his breath and walks back out to meet you on your bed.

"s-sorry i- i had to wash my hands.." art explains, not really realizing that his excuse doesn't make sense. you nod, smiling at him. "it's alright art.." you know why he left, and you want to confront him about it. "you know.. we don't have to do anything tonight right? if you're nervous, we can wait, you know id wait forever for you, yeah?" you reassure him, tilting your head to the side. art blushes, realizing he's been caught. "n-no! it's not that.. i- i don't know.. it sounds stupid but you're just so smart and pretty and nice and-" before he can continue to ramble, you press your lips to his.

"well if you want to.. we can go slow, okay? ill take care of you.." art nods at your words, pretty much hypnotized by you. yes.. he wants to have sex with you.. yes he wants you to take care of him, he needs you to take care of him. you smile, pulling him closer by the sides of his face, and kissing him again, satisfied with how easily his mouth opens up and lets you swirl your tongue around. art mewls softly against your lips, spurring you to move his hands to rest on your hips. He moves so he’s pressed against your side, with his arms slung around you to hold you closer.

you can feel that he's hard and drooling precum against you, getting even wetter when you slide your hand down his chest, cupping him through his jeans. art groans, and muffles his whines in your hair. he's extremely eager, slipping his slightly cold fingers under the hem of your shirt, helping you pull it up and off. art doesn't even open his eyes and look at your breasts, waiting for your signal that it was okay. you giggle, grabbing his hands and placing them on your boobs, watching as his face flushes.

art is blushing like a maniac as he opens his eyes. he isn't a virgin by any means, but there's something special about you that makes him more nervous than anyone has ever made him before. it’s cute how quickly he got so shy, but you tell him it’s okay. art nods, lowering his head to suckle at your breasts like it's second nature to him. you don't know how he's so good at it, but you don't question it, allowing him to soothe himself while you pull off his shirt as well, rubbing your hands on his milky, freckled skin.

you're practically straddling his lap at this point, letting him roll his hips into you. you help art lay down on your bed, shucking off his jeans and watching his cock slap against his stomach, strings of precum sticking to his skin. art whines, flinging an arm over his face to cover his blushing cheeks. you smile, taking off your shorts as well, pressing your body to his. you move his arm away from his face, pressing kisses on his cheeks and nose. art whines, squirming on your sheets as he bucks his hips against nothing, the flush in his cheeks spreading to his chest.

you lean over art and grab a condom from your bedside table, sitting on your knees to pull it over his cock. art muffles his groans by biting his lips, embarrassed about the moans that threaten to escape them. you finally meet his eyes, "are you okay? we can stop any time if you want to.." you coo at him, trying to calm his mind. art nods eagerly, pulling you closer to his neck so he can nuzzle into you. you hover over him and sit down on him slowly, unable to stop yourself from squeezing tightly around him. art throws his head back, moaning loudly before he realizes how loud he's being.

you start to move up and down on him, scratching down his chest with you nails. art wraps his arms around your lower back, pulling you to lay against his chest as he plants his feet on your bed, fucking up into you with abandon, his previous shyness gone completely. you can't do anything but fall limp against his chest, letting him take what he wants from you. art pants and whines against your neck, licking and biting the soft skin there. you can tell that arts getting close by the increasing loudness of his whines, combined with the fact that he's jackrabbiting his hips into you, using all his adrenaline he's built up all night. art is trying to stay focused on making you cum.. but when you pop a couple fingers in his mouth to quiet him down, he's a goner.

art moans around your fingers, giving you deep strokes that you're sure would get you pregnant if he wasn't wearing a condom. art is content to lay there and let you take what you need from him, watching you rock your hips back and forth until you too tremble and shake with the force of your orgasm. coming back to earth, art sighs shakily, helping you slide off of him and lay down beside him. "are you okay?" you turn on your side and rest your head on your hand, swiping a couple of golden hairs from arts forehead. "y-yeah.. im great actually.. can we just.. stay like this for a little bit?" art looks away as he talks, his shyness taking over once again. you giggle and nod, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "of course art.. as long as you like" <3

actually started tearing up when i saw this.. challengers x hamilton pleases both my current self and my very annoying 11 year old self 🥲

just got back from seeing coraline in 3d! it was so good but the first 40 minutes were blurry cuz the theater messed up😭 im working on many wips rn but the first one to come out will be more p links cuz yall are horny❤

im obsessed with this edit and i need to share it with all of you...

him and this song UGHHHHH i got butterflies 😭😭

mmm could you give me some dirtbag tennis coach! patrick x barely legal! reader. she’s just freshly 18 as of a few weeks ago and she’s been waitinggg to get her hands on an older man. who is he to deny her that?

dirtbag coach! patrick zweig x barely legal fem! reader (headcanons)

- patrick first comes into your life to coach your younger sibling during summer break, you observe him from the kitchen window, sipping on a glass of lemonade and watching him stretch and swing the racket <3

- your parents actually catch you staring at him, but they assume it's because you want to learn tennis too, so they ask patrick to teach you as well <3

- as your coach, patrick is very strict, he always corrects your form, standing closely behind you as he guides your form with his big warm hands... and you definitely notice the bulge pressing against your lower back <3

- patrick isn't stupid, he has enough experience to know that you like him, i mean a dumbass could tell that when you come out and watch him coach your sibling, sucking on a lollipop and making eyes at him <3

- it annoys you that patrick won't do anything about the mutual understanding youve reached, he won't even talk to you outside of your lessons :( but, of course patrick is no beginner when it comes to lust, so, against the judgement he might make with his dick (which he desperately wants to ram inside you), he uses his brain, thinking things can only get hotter if he keeps resisting your advances <3

- patrick (surprisingly) does have morals and does feel bad that he's so much older than you, he knows it's wrong but after he leaves your lessons he sits in his car and fists his cock furiously to the thought of being your first real man <3

- it hurts him to grit his teeth and pretend that all is well when you flash your lacy panties at him from under your skirt, or roll your hips back into his when he's behind you correcting your form <3

- but, as we know, patrick isn't perfect, and of course he snaps, telling your parents he's taking you to his car to show you a new racket he picked out (a dumb lie, but they believe it), you immediately find yourself pinned down in the backseat, his hairy, meaty thigh between your legs and the scruff on his face tickling your cheeks <3

- he's surprised to find out you're a virgin, despite acting so sensually towards him, but the minute he sees blood at the base of his dick he can't help but pound you so hard into the backseat that the car rocks, he knows you're a keeper when you slip him your underwear to hang on to as you prance back to your house <3

halloween (aka my fav holiday) is coming up and literally all i can think about is dressing art up in an angel costume and taking his virginity <3 would anyone wanna hear about this or am i just speaking into the void...