how do u get into writing fics, i wanna start but idk how to go about it omg đ«Ł
okay.. first of all im so flattered you're asking me đ second of all...
ive been writing for a while, but i definitely studied how my favorite creators wrote/fics were written, and pick and choose the language, pacing and details and put them all together! but honestly if i could give one piece of advice, id say just write a fic that you'd want to read, most likely, other people will want to read it too! and remember, art takes time, and your writing style will change and grow over time!! <3
thank u all for the nice bday wishes ily!!! we will be back to our scheduled programming ASAP!!
how do you feel about tashi? personally, i think she's a pretty princess who can do no wrong. who cares that she manipulated men? đ
hmmmm this is a hard question... personally i don't like her as a character BUT i understand her point of view and i too had an injury that stopped me from playing a sport i love, so i can sympathize with her that way.. i just love artie so much and it makes me sad to see him sad with her đđ all that to say i think she's a complicated character but i love zendaya!
more challengers + more tennis
howâd the date go!
it went amazing!!!!! we went to this cute little italian restaurant and they were so nice, asking me a bunch about myself and just letting me drone on and on.. and they paid for everything <33 very very nice and will be seeing them again!!!
the urge to take care of him in a motherly way is frankly concerning...
He's literally drinking his sippy cup
it's nighttime so it's horny time...
i wanna suck on the tip of arts cock like a lollipop <333
currently dying in my bed rn.. i need this so bad đ
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 letâs be honest a lot of time toilet paper is not cutting it and you need a clean up in between showers. midol, aleve, maybe heâd buy you a pair of comfy underwear to have on hand too âșïž.
⥠changing your sheets for your before and after your period.
⥠snuggles all the time. heâs your personal heating pad. puts bud big hand on your bare tummy when youâre having cramps :( rubbing it ever so gently. telling you itâll get better. heâs right here. and heâs spooning you whenever he can. insisting you sit/lay down the moment youâre 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 thatâs not stopping him from having an entire cupboard full.) you just have to say salty or sweet and heâll 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,
âyouâre so strong, thereâs so much going on inside you right now.â
âi donât know how you do it.â
âyour bodyâs so amazing, sweetheart.â
⥠buys a heated blanket AND a weighted one after you menstruate around him for the first time. heâs nothing if not prepared. if he canât 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 wonât be noticeable. much. better than sleeping on a towel. as soon as youâre onto the next phase of your cycle it goes into the wash ! simple !
⥠if heâs away at a tournament heâll doordash you your go-to coffee and a breakfast sandwich. heâll send you a message at the same time everyday, each a variation of:
Hey, I know youâre probably grumpy that you have to get up and work while youâre in pain. So hereâs a little something. Please take care of yourself while Iâm gone. Be back soon baby xx
y'all i just reached 1,000 reblogs.. tysm.. the growth on this blog has been so so crazy and i only have y'all to thank!! my one ask though.. please don't forget me when you move on to other interests because i will still be here talking about this silly movie <3
ok before we get into the Thick of citygirl!readerâs return to the small town i was plagued by visions of her and ranch hand!art from earlier in the summer.
the townâs summer rodeo was coming up, and coming from new york, you didnât really have a clue what that meant. youâre also bored bc your preferred form of entertainment for the summer was avoiding you. youâve been chewing on your straw for the past ten minutes as you look out onto the ranch from the porch, brows furrowed.
it had been the third time you seduced art; him taking you in the toolshed after you bent over in front of him in a white sundress, the hem riding up to show your glistening cunt. he knew you had played with yourself earlier; it was the flush in your cheeks and the glossy lidded look you gave him over your shoulder. âoops, guess i dropped that,â you had drawled to the other ranch hands who were oblivious to your flirtations with art. he was pounding into you so hard the flimsy wood walls were shaking, but his hips stilled when he heard the other ranch hands coming back from feeding the cattle. âfuck,â he hissedâpartially because the fear of getting caught wracked through his body and partially because you clenched on his cock in a way that brought him right to edge. of course he came in you and zipped himself up like normal, but there was a tenseness in his shoulders that hinted at something else.
well, itâs been five days, and you desperately needed him. you knew that he was avoiding you, but he couldnât avoid his work, and if you were working alongside him, he canât avoid you. so as the summer sun beats down on your back, you help pick strawberries alongside the ranch hands. âyou cominâ to the rodeo, sweetheart?â patrick asks from a few rows down. he was eating more strawberries than he was picking. ânow iâve been hearing a lot about this rodeo, but i havenât the faintest clue what it entails,â you respond. âwell youâll see a few of us bull ridinââ patrick starts, âyouâve ever seen that before up in that big olâ city of yours?â you shake your head.
âdonât know why you do it, patrick,â art interjects. you shiver at hearing the timbre of his voice again. âgetting bounced around, risking getting hurt like that? for what? a few seconds of adrenaline and pride,â art shakes his head, âidiotic.â
âyou only say that because lily doesnât let you do it anymore,â patrick retorts, and at your interested expression, he turns to face you. âart used to be the best in the state but once lily made him an honest man, he stopped. said she was scared every time he got on, and he couldnât do anything that would hurt her or make her sad. but you? you look like a girl that enjoys a bit of danger.â
you do, and heâs standing next to you watching you with an expression that lights your skin on fire. âwell, i wonât say iâm not intrigued,â you start, âalways wondered what itâs like to ride a cowboy.â a low whistle comes from another one of the ranch hands.
ânow what about this,â patrick starts, âi last long enough on that bull tomorrow, and you give me the honor of taking you out one night.â art stiffens next to you. the other ranch hands laugh and keep their eyes on the scene entertaining them during the dayâs menial task. the plan lays itself out in front of you.
ânow how bout this,â you say, sweeping your eyes over the men leering at you, âwho ever lasts the longest on that bull tomorrow gets to take me out and help me fulfill that cowboy fantasy of mine.â
ânow thatâs a deal, sweetheart,â patrick says.
so riddle everyoneâs surprise when art shows up in his gear and sets the town record bull riding. of course all the ranch hands grumble that your promise and prize was now wasted because artâloyal, cuffed artâdid not need your prize and would never ever cash it in.
but he does that night when you ride him on his bed, bouncing and mewling on his cock the whole night wearing his cowboy hat. lucky for him, the following morning was his day off because he was DRAINED (in all senses of the word) and felt no desire to get up out of bed, staying curled up behind you with his arms firmly wrapped around your waist.
(but yes! iâm going to be a primary school teacher, so teaching the littlest children đââïž more ranch hand!art will be coming slowly once iâm more settled into my job)
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WOOOF WOOOOOOF WOOOF
please art is so petty - can't handle anyone else having reader even though he can't claim her as his publicly, anyway. think this is where reader starts to fall for him - no ones ever really fought for her before. and arts display of possessiveness, even if she's the only one who knows it for what it is, when everyone else just thinks he's being a gentleman and keepin' the men of the town from harassin' you, you know what it's really for. can see it when he catches your eyes after he dismounts and a rush of butterflies take off in your tummy. the look says, you're mine.
and when lily comes busslin' up to him to fawn over him he doesn't even have it in him in the moment to feel guilty for not thinking about her at all, head full of all the ways he plans on collectin' his prize from you - your eyes meet his over his her head and he knows you'll be waiting for him by his truck later.
and late when he fucks you on his cock you can feel some of that rushed clumsiness of the first few quick fucks vanish as he takes his time - on his bed - a room he hasn't even allowed lily in, because it's improper - he takes his time feeding you his fingers - watching the way your body twitches and writhes for him - you're so reposnsive - so wet and tight - and he feels some part of him come out that he's always strugglin' to suppress - that he claims isn't there in the first place, but is now, with you naked and hot on his lap - "you wanted to ride a cowboy? s'that what all this is about, honey? you just needin' some rough and tumble dick in that city girl cunt?"
he eases you down onto him before you can answer - "take it, then -" because if you're here giving him hell just to get your rocks off, the least you can do it bounce on his dick like the whore you are. you're a wicked, wicked girl - you're also the only thing that's makin' him feel alive, his blood buzzin under his skin as you arch your back and slam your hips up and down on his cock like you're laying down your claim on him.
"how are you so - fuckin' good at this -" he doesn't really want to know - it's just insane - how he sinks inside you and immediately loses thought. some witchcraft in your pussy the way he can't stop thinking about it, even when he shouldn't be. he grips your ass in a punishing way, spanks you once, hard - "give me my prize, honey - ride me harder, c'mon -" and he spanks you again, like he's urging on a horse, spurrin' you and you go buck wild for it - squeezing his dick with your pussy, makin' his goddamn toes curl as you fuck him harder. the bed shakes on its hinges - your hands comes down to his bare chest to balance yourself as you rock back and forth wildly.
"fuck, that's it." you cry - "it's your pussy - you earned it - fuck me just like that. fuck that pussy - yeah - show me who's boss around here -"
cause you know he fuckin' hates your attitude - can see his need to straighten you out burning under his skin everytime he looks at you, know he blames you for his own weakness and you love it - love his anger and his hatred because it's passion and it's hot and you can feel how fucking badly he wants you when he grabs your waist and sits up so your chest to chest and wraps an arm around you, yankin' you against him, and then you're moving together, bodies slick and sliding and your mouths are a hairs breath apart and he's so deep - he's so fucking deep you can feel him in your throat - robbin' you of breath -
you don't have to beg for him to cum inside you like you usually do - it's just a known fact that he's gonna. you grab his face and press your forehead to his and you lock eyes and his fury looks alot like raw fuckin' desire when he pumps you full of his seed.
you're both so breathless and fucked out after, he doesn't think to tell you to get out - he tips to the side with you in his arms, holding you to him as you both come down. he thinks he'll tell you to get cleaned up and get goin' in just a few minutes. just needs to catch his breath.
you both fall asleep within minutes.
nsfw alphabet for art donaldson.. not requested but i wanted to do it so.. enjoy it!!! <3
A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex): i think that art definitely feels the pressure of society to be the dominate person in a relationship, so he does all the classic stuff, cleaning you up, brushing your hair cuddling with you.. but as he gets more comfortable in your relationship i think that he is open about the fact that he wants to be taken care of too.. he wants aftercare to be mutual, and he wants you to clean him up and tuck him into bed just like he does for you <3
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs): art definitely isn't one to toot his own horn.. but if he was being honest i think he'd say his abs! he's worked so hard for them, training everyday + he likes when you rake your fingernails down them <3 for his partner.. i think he would say their hands! i think that art just generally runs cold, so having his partner warm him up with their hands would be like... a dream. also he just loves getting shoulder massages and getting his hair played with! (and all the other good things you can do with your hands) <3
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): the one thing challengers fandom can agree on... art cums a lot and is loud. he always wants to jerk off but the cleaning after is a total buzz kill! whether he's humping his pillow or fucking his hand, the amount of cum he has to clean up is frankly.. embarrassing. he's also extremely loud.. he's just very sensitive and can't help but whine and moan and pretty much cry when he cums <3
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): when he was younger, arts dirty secret was definitely jerking off, growing up in a strict household made it seem like masturbation was taboo.. but now that he's older, he definitely keeps his kinks close to his chest, so id say his secret is that he enjoys being dominated, yet again he feels pressure to be the dominant one in a relationship but there's nothing he enjoys more than being dominated and taken care of by his partner <3
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?): i think that by the time he's in college, art has had his fair share of girlfriends but has rarely had sex with them, he just feels like sex is the ultimate connection with someone.. and it makes him nervous to do it with someone he even has a bit of doubt about. art is actually naturally gifted at sex for some reason, the first time you're together, you get ready to give him a little tutorial on eating you out, but he immediately gets to work, doing exactly what he should do <3
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): any position in which he can see your face is arts favorite, he's a classic guy and he loves missionary, and he loves when you ride him too (you may be able to convince him to let you do a freaky little amazon position too) <3
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): art is totally serious, he just gets very nervous that he's gonna mess something up or embarrass himself or hurt you, that he couldn't make a joke even if he tried! <3
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): college art definitely shaves everytime he showers, he just hates the feeling of body hair on him, and he loves the way his body looks soft and shiny when he is shaved. older dilf! art definitely gets waxed, he makes regular appointments because it's easier than shaving for him, and it still makes him feel pretty <3
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): art is romantic to a fault, he absolutely puts you first in every aspect of your relationship, especially when being intimate so he tries to set the mood as best he can, being sweet and romantic (more than usual) almost like the first time you had sex, every time <3
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): art jerks off a lot. he just has a high sex drive, and it relaxes him, there's nothing more he wants to do after a long day than hump his pillow and fall asleep <3
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): i think that art only explores his kinks when he feels really comfortable in a relationship and they kind of come out one by one.. first he says he like to be dominated.. then he amps it up to say maybe he wants you to rim him.. then it's pegging and before you know it he's calling you "mommy" <3
L = Location (favorite places to do the do): in bed. seriously the only place he'll do it. once, he got a little too tipsy and you guys did it on the couch but never again. he sees sex as a private thing, and that's what a bedroom is for! <3
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): literally just looking at you.. i mean you could just be sitting doing your homework at your desk and he'd only be thinking about you sitting on his cock <3
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs): many things i can think of.. but mainly he isn't into anything "gross" aka bodily fluids, or pain, the occasional love bite or hicky is okay with him, but i think he just can't really wrap his head around why you would want to hurt him during sex in the first place, after all he'd never hurt you <3
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): art could 100% go both ways, eating you out pretty much gets him off too (you can't count the number of times he's came in his pants just eating you out), but the feeling of your hot mouth on him is as close to heaven as he thinks he'll ever get <3
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): at the start, art goes slow and deep, really angling his hips to find that soft and squishy part in you that makes you scream. once he gets closer to his orgasm.. it's like he's in his own world, he doesn't even really pull out to thrust anymore, mostly just humping into you faster and faster until he does one last push of his hips to get his balls as snug as they can be against you when he cums <3
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): art doesn't like quickies, he prefers to do all the romantic parts of sex, like kissing, making out, foreplay etc. you can't really do that in a quickie, it leaves him feeling unsatisfied <3
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): in any part of his life, art likes for others to take the lead and make decisions, so you'd have to be the one to bring something up, and you'd really have to encourage him to be honest, because it's in his nature to say yes to everything in order to please you, even if he maybe doesn't want to do something <3
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): art is completely drained after one round, he just gets so overstimulated and sensitive after that it would just be painful to go again, he'll totally eat you out after sex though, if you're still not satisfied <3
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): i firmly believe that patrick got art a fleshlight for his birthday one year and.. art didn't leave his room for a week. but once he has you, he doesn't really see the need for toys for himself, and it would take a little bit for him to see your toys as partners instead of competitors <3
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): art is not a teaser at all, i mean he will get on his knees for you at any time, especially during sex, so he's never be able to tease you about something since he's just as eager as you are <3
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): like i said before, art is loud. he moans, whines, pants, every noise under the sun. "mmmf.. more.. more" "fuck 'm gonna melt you're so warm" "'s feels so good" "k-keep squeezing me like that.." "fuck 'm close.. please- please keep going" "i wanna cum.. i needa cum for you.." <3
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): as a birthday present, patrick got art a pack on flavoured condoms but art had no one to use them with so art just fast tested them by himself đ <3
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes): i think that art is average thickness, maybe a little on the long side, like 6.5 inches, nothing too uncomfortable. a cute pink tip that drools pre and gets almost purple when he's about to cum.. and pretty round balls that slap deliciously against you and feel great to suck on <3
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): art is horny 99.999% percent of the time, he just can't help himself. but for art, horny doesn't necessarily mean he wants to have sex with you, it just means that he wants to be close to you, i mean he gets a boner every time you're around, so it's just his way of saying i love you <3
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): art gets extremely tired after sex, if he could just stay inside you after sex and go right to sleep he absolutely would. but he's responsible.. so he cleans up, forces you to go pee and then presses his face into your chest and is out like a light in approximately 5 minutes <3