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day 17: fingering <3

authors note: sorry only headcanons today.. i got the flu and COVID vaccine and i am now sicker than ive ever been :)

with most things related to sex, you have to teach art how to finger you.. it's not like hes never watched porn, hes seen guys do it before and heard patrick brag about how many fingers his latest hook up took inside her, but he doesn't exactly get how it works, or how it feels good for you <3

you really have to start with the basics, and art isn't mad about the fact that you show him how you finger yourself, leading to a heavy makeout session that distracts the both of you <3

hes embarrassed, but he lets you guide his fingers inside of you the first time, having to hide the fact that hes immediately harder than hes ever been after feeling how warm and soft you are on the inside <3

he starts off with just one, letting you show him how to curl his finger to hit the spongey spot inside of you. art is thoroughly excited to have slight dominance over you, even though he knows you are still in charge, like always <3

art stays attentive to your facial expressions, learning what you like by the way your eyebrows furrow and your cheeks flush, he also holds your hand, letting you squeeze it as you clench around his fingers <3

"y-youre s' warm inside.."

"is- does it feel good for you?"

"i-is that the spot?"

"do you want me to go faster?"

"y-youre clenching so tight i can't.. i can't move.."

"add another one..? o-okay but promise you'll tell me if it hurts.."

"are you gonna cum? p-please i really wan' you to.."

hey y'all, im so sorry things have sort of slowed down on my page, i won't be posting much newer stuff for the next few days because i am making the difficult choice to put my cat down on monday. i am almost done with a short fic that will probably be posted tonight, but otherwise i just wanna spend time with my kitty, thank you for understanding <3

can confirm i will always be at the restaurant

Guys can you believe we lived through challengers spring, summer and autumn this year? Like can we all collectively agree to never leave the restaurant?

i am doing a complete overhaul of this blog!!!

-to my followers/mutuals/friends thank you for supporting me!! as you may have noticed i have deleted basically all of my posts, not including the ones that are personal, because im not interested in the fandom i used to write fics for!!! (also my writing back then was quite embarrassing).

-i have been lurking in the shadows a little bit for a while as i decide what to do with this blog!! upon seeing challengers in theaters like 3 times and becoming obsessed with it/the work that people post about it on here.. i am deciding to become a challengers centered blog!!

-i know that i will probably lose most of my followers because of this dramatic shift but im hoping some of you will stay!!!

-im updating my whole blog so may not write things for a little bit.. but very soon!!!

i am in an extreme patrick zweig mood rn.... send help

his nose

his eyes

his freckles

his lips

his face

i’m dead

i know im mainly an art donaldson blog but y'all can also send me asks about patrick... hes my cute little scumbag and i love him very much <3

these are so cute... feel free to send in as many as you'd like!!! im working on drafts rn but if y'all wanna get to know me better... <3

sanrio asks ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ ~) ₊˚⊹

kerroppi: what's your comfort film?

chococat: what do you miss the most about your childhood?

gudetama: which animal do you think you're most like?

hello kitty: if it were possible, which planet would you want to live on other than earth?

pochacco: are you a naturally flirty person?

little twin stars: how would you describe your style?

my melody: what is your dream job?

badtz-maru: favorite place you've traveled to?

pompompurin: how tall are you? do you wish you were any taller or shorter?

tuxedo sam: what is your love language?

cinnamoroll: favorite dessert?

pekkle: beach or mountains?

kuromi: if you could have any hair color, what color would you choose?

pandapple: what genre of music do you listen to the most?

charmmy kitty: what are your favorite video games?

chi chai monchan: are you more introverted or extroverted?

lloromannic: what are your favorite pizza toppings?

bonbonribbon: do you have any tattoos? if so, how many?

dear daniel: can you sing well?

my sweet piano: which social media app do you use the most?

sorry it's gonna have to be pushed back to the next day!! i had to get loads of blood drawn today and i feel like i need to take a 24 hour nap and im sure nothing id write rn will be understandable.. but i have a pretty free day tomorrow so it'll be out then!! sorry for the delay <3

I'M COOKING RN... this halloween fic is gonna be great y'all.. probably will be done tmr.. <33 angel art is almost yours!! 🪽🤍🕊✨☁

just saw someone talking about art being a pillow humper and... yes.

i truly believe patrick taught art to jerk off and then art did it so much he just couldn't cum that way anymore :(( so he had to find some other way to get off!!

he actually usually sleeps with a pillow either between his legs or cuddling it, and one night he had a little wet dream and woke up with his hips canting against the pillow.. and he's been addicted to it since..

he doesn't always do it for only pleasure either.. sometimes if patrick is gone in a class and art is frustrated, he'll get on all fours and place the pillow between his legs, basically fucking it doggy-style until he's drooling into the mattress and has to sneak the cum stained pillow case into the laundry.. he also does it just to fall asleep even.. hugs the pillow to his chest and nuzzles his face into it, maybe even sucks on it to keep his mouth busy.. and it really helps him fall asleep! poor art gets so tired after he cums that it's his go to way to fall asleep when hes having trouble <33

art donaldson pillow HUMPER 💜

ME ESPRESSO! (art donaldson x fem! reader)

say you can't sleep, baby, i know/that's that me espresso

the vibration of your phone on your bedside table causes you to halt your nightly routine, sitting cross-legged on your cozy hotel bed. art was currently paying for you to live there while you found an apartment closer to him in the city. speaking of art, his contact picture flashed on your phone screen, causing you to smile as you pick up. "i can't sleep" art cuts right to the chase, not beating around the bush. "aw why?" you feign ignorance when you respond, you know exactly why, only about an hour before you'd sent art a selfie in nothing but the hotel-provided robe, a payment of sorts for letting you stay in the lavish hotel. "you know why baby.."

holy shit/is it that sweet? i guess so

you can't stop the giggle that escapes your mouth. "you're sweet art.. i only wanted to show you how comfy the robe was!" you lie through your teeth, when art is needy and missing you is when you like him best. "cmon baby you were practically naked.. you know what you do to me.." he almost whines into the phone, you can hear him shifting through the speaker. "what do i do to you?" you can imagine the look on arts face now, as he shifts uncomfortably in the plush chair in the corner of his room, running his fingers through his cropped blond hair.

im working late, 'cause im a singer/oh, he looks so cute wrapped around my finger

most of the time when art calls or contacts you it's at night, you both have busy schedules (his being a little more flexible now that he's retired) and since art is in the midst of a messy divorce, it's better for both of you if you don't live together currently. and maybe it's easier for art to save face a little bit and not drool all over you if he can't see you all the time. as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and art is extremely fond of you. obsessed is a strong word, but it does remind you of arts attitude towards you, it's not an exaggeration to say that he would absolutely jump off a bridge for you.

my twisted humor make him laugh to often/my honey bee, come and get this pollen

art chuckles, an attractive sound that echoes through the speaker. "what do you do to me? baby you make me crazy.. you know i would give a whole lot to be with you right now, yeah?" you sigh, imagining what you would do if he was there with you. "yeah i know.. just wish you could teleport over here with me" art wishes the same, but he can't come and see you now, tomorrow he has to take care of his daughter and whenever he comes over you two always end up sleeping in till noon.

too bad your ex don't do it for ya/walked in and dream-came-trued it for ya

you only knew part of the situation with his ex, tashi, you think her name was. art, by nature is a private person, preferring to keep his personal life personal. he only came clean to you about their tumultuous relationship and the subsequent fallout when he felt that he trusted you enough. simply put, when art decided to retire from tennis, he decided to get a divorce from tashi because he knew she would only come to hate him, and maybe he had come to hate her too. when he met you, you're everything tashi wasn't. caring, nurturing, supportive, loving. it only motivated art to move forward with the divorce, even if it meant that the life he used to live was over. but it wasn't all bad for art.. he finally had a girlfriend that would be there for him no matter what (and put up with his clingyness).

soft skin and i perfumed it for ya/i know i mountain dew it for ya

arts sweet voice brings you back to reality. "did you get that gift i got you?" you remember the sweet gesture with a smile on your face, a couple days ago art had gotten you a basket full of self care products. face masks, body wash, moisturizers and lotions, all in your favorite scents. the note card attached said "take care of yourself for me. -thinking of you always, art <3" you swooned at the personalized details. "yes i did art.. thank you.. ive been using the lotion you gave me and i feel so soft.." you truly don't realize how much art is affected by your words. but you can tell he's smiling through the phone "is that right? im glad you like them.. i have to admit that i had to hold back from stealing a couple things, all that stuff reminds me of you and it really does it for me"

that morning coffee, brewed it for ya/one touch and i brand-newed it for ya

"you know you should really go to sleep art, it's late" you say, trying to test him and see if he'll stop talking to you for just that simple reason. "i know, but like i said, i can't sleep, and i didn't even have any coffee today" he reminds you, making you recall his old addiction to caffeine, one that he still has to fight to this day, but it's easier now that he isn't working so much. "you should just stay on the phone then" you suggest slyly, "i mean if i can't go to sleep touching you i at least want to go to sleep talking to you" you add. arts heart melts, no one had ever expressed interest in him like you do.

now hes thinkin' 'bout me, every night, oh/is it that sweet? i guess so

art agrees to your proposal quickly, both of you settling into your beds for the night as you set your phones next to you. "when can i come see you again?" art asks breathlessly, and he really does feel breathless when he isn't around you, searching for the fresh air that only you can provide him. "in two days, okay? it won't feel too long i promise" you reply, knowing he'll be disappointed, but also knowing the two of you still lead seperate lives. "alright, and we'll do something special together okay? ill try to pull some strings and get us a reservation at that restaurant you love" art, always the eager one, is already planning out the day to the minute detail. you sigh dreamily "that sounds perfect art.. you're too good to me" and it's true, he really does spoil you to his hearts content. "no way, you're so sweet im only giving you what you deserve" he replies quickly, blanketing you in flattery like usual. a few more minutes go by of back and forth compliments before you yawn, art taking notice. "you tired? go to sleep princess. ill be here, i mean- not really there but- you know what i mean" art always stutters over his words when he tries to be suave, a cute habit you hope he never quits. you giggle softly "alright alright.." you let your head sink into the fluffy feather pillow beneath you. "i love you art" the words leave your lips more naturally than anything you've ever said. "i love you more" art replies. well, you can't argue with that <3