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changeover au
all asks/blurbs tagged here
đ¤ changeover || art x reader, patrick x reader
đ¤ tie break || art x reader, patrick x reader
+ BONUS (Patrickâs POV, Fall 2006)
+ BONUS (Valentines Day, 2007)
+ BONUS (March, 2007)
+ BONUS (Patrickâs POV, Summer, 2007)
+ BONUS (Artâs POV, Spring, 2008)
+ BONUS (Spring, 2010)
sex lessons au
all asks/blurbs tagged here
đ¤ One
đ¤ Two
đ¤ Three
đ¤ Four
blurbs (all smut, all 18+, read all warnings)
đ¤ Patrick x Art x Reader
đ¤ Patrick x Reader
đ¤ Patrick x Reader
đ¤ Tashi x Reader x Art
đ¤ Art x Reader
đ¤ Patrick x Reader
đ¤ Art x Reader (Olympics AU pt. 1)
đ¤ Art x Reader (Olympics AU pt. 2)
đ¤ Patrick x Reader (good luck babe au)
đ¤ Virgin!Art x Reader
đ¤ Art x Reader (waxing fic)
đ¤ Art x Reader (munch)
đ¤ Puppy!Art x Reader (dry orgasm)
đ¤ Religious!Virgin!Art x Reader
đ¤ Art x Reader x Patrick (guessing game)
đ¤ DILF!Art x Reader (affair)
đ¤ Puppy!Art x Reader x Patrick (drugging)
đ¤ DILF!Art x Babysitter!Reader (kiddo)
đ¤ Stanford!Art x Reader (after practice)
đ¤ Patrick x Reader (intox)
đ¤ Patrick x Reader (small town hookup)
đ¤ Patrick x Reporter!Reader (interview)
đ¤ Stepdad!Patrick x Reader (drugging)
đ¤ Patrick x Art's Ex!Reader (f2f)
đ¤ Patrick x Art's GF!Reader (just the tip)
đ¤ Patrick x Reader (throat fucking)
AU LIST
Patrickâs Sister AU - Prodigy AU - Role Reversal AU - Polycule AU - Puppy!Art AU - Artâs Sister AU - Corrupting Art AU - Sex Lessons AU - Stepbro!Patrick AU
EMOJI ANONS LIST (outdated... updates in the works)
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Not to bring That Man to your anons again but even tho i love the show, think hes a good lestat, i really hate him as lestat, like the voice and his face and just everything even though hes done nothing wrong, like no personal hate to him or his looks i just hate that hes lestat and that i have to look at him
I wish I have no license and horrible social anxiety đ Iâll probably just wait for it to come out on illegal websites or gaslight a friend that itâs not actually scary đ
If it helps I didnât really find it that scary!!
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Just accidentally tortured myself knowing I had like 2 to 3 hours to get off i still rushed bc I wasnât feeling to do a whole thing but basically ended edging myself and getting some weak ass orgasms if I can even call it thatđ
daddy cat!!! i've missed you too!!! i see that you're liking bobby from backrooms which is so so so awesome bc when challengers died i found myself with aerion targaryen + a knight of the seven kingdoms. finn bennett has brought us back together papa!!!
He's just so fine... it's sickening. And I didn't even realize he was the young cop in true detective night country!! I loved that season and his character sm
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bobby franklin x reader [mdni] â your boyfriend splashes out on a new camcorder and insists on testing it out on you.
âState your name for the record.â
âYou know my name, Bobby.â
âThe camera doesnât.â
Said camera has barely left Bobbyâs hands since heâd brought it home two days ago, much to your chagrin. It had taken the entirety of those two daysâwhen you werenât at work, anywayâfor him to convince you to be his muse on your day off. You werenât even sure what you were signing up for.
Now you sit cross-legged on the bed with one of Bobbyâs shirts hanging from your frame, sweating in the summer heat. The fan in the corner rattles noisily, doing little to combat the warmth, and the heat of your annoyance at a camcorder being shoved in your face isnât exactly helping.
You roll your eyes at him, unimpressed. âThe camera isnât a person. I'm not introducing myself.â
âWellââ He kisses his teeth, ready to argue his case.
âIf youâre just using this as an excuse to roleplay, I want no part of it,â you interject, arms folding stubbornly over your chest.
Bobby zooms the camera in on your deadpan face. âSubject displays signs of hostilityââ
âTurn that thing off.â
The warning in your voice only seems to amuse him. The viewfinder hides his expression, but you imagine him grinning, which only exasperates you further.
âHostility increasesââ
âBobby.â
âFine. Fine,â he relentsânot by turning the camera off, obviously, because that would have required him to possess even a shred of self-restraint, and heâs thoroughly enjoying pestering you right now. Instead, he zooms back out and lowers the camera enough for you to see his face. âThis image quality is insane.â
Despite yourself, you feel a little endeared by his enthusiasm. âWell, it better be. That thing is worth, like, a monthâs rent.â
The number still makes you feel vaguely ill. The conversation where youâd discovered exactly how much his new equipment cost had almost given you a heart attack. Bobby, however, appears completely unbothered. In fact, judging by the distant look in his eyes, he probably hasnât heard a single word youâve just said.
Heâs more focused on staring at the tiny flip-out screen again, adjusting the focus ring, watching you reluctantly unfold your arms again.
âThough to be fair,â he says, âyou make it easy.â
Your frown deepens. âThatâs a terrible line.â
âLine?â He replies absently.
âThat.â You gesture vaguely towards him. âWhatever that was. You make it easy.â
A smile curls at the corner of his mouth. âIt wasnât a line.â
âIt absolutely was.â
âIt wasnât.â
âYou called me pretty.â
âI did not,â he denies.
You sit upright. âSo now weâre lying?â
Bobby laughs. âI said the image quality was good.â
âBecause of me. Therefore you implied I was pretty.â
âI did no such thing.â
âLiar!â
The grin spreading across his face makes your stomach flip unhelpfully. You considered yourself immune to his charms by now, but his boyish grin and the way heâs admiring you through his camcorder makes you want to swoon. Which is exactly why you immediately scowl at him.
âStop looking so pleased with yourself.â
âI canât help it,â Bobby says.
You huff an amused breath despite yourself. The sound seems to encourage him, and he adjusts something on the side of the camcorder and squints through the viewfinder.
âHmm,â he hums thoughtfully to himself.
Naturally, such a sound is immediately enough to warrant suspicion. âWhat?â
âI need the subject to move around. Test how it picks up motion.â
âSo now Iâm just âthe subject?ââ You raise a challenging brow at him, and he immediately backtracks.
âI need my hot supermodel girlfriend to move around,â he corrects.
You roll your eyes, but it does make something stir in your chest despite its sheer ridiculousness. Bobby lowers the camera again and you catch the mischievous look on his face.
âMaybe you should model.â
âNo,â you deny instantly.
âYouâre not even going to think about it?â He says, a whine catching in his voice.
âI donât need to. I donât want a video of me stripping, or whatever the hell you want, sitting around our apartment. I babysit my niece here twice a week.â
âOkay, and? Itâs not like she knows how to work one of these. She barely knows how to brush her own teeth.â
âItâsâ itâs the principle,â you insist, cheeks burning. You wouldnât consider yourself a shy woman, far from it, but the idea of there being a physical record of you attempting to seduce your boyfriend is offputting. âIâm not a slut.â
He groans and throws his head back. âNo, youâre not,â he agrees as patiently as he can. Heâs using the same voice he uses to console your aforementioned niece, which isnât exactly helping his case. âYouâre very loyal, in fact. Dedicated, too. Itâd be really nice if you could show me that dedicationââ
âGross.â You stick your tongue out. âDonât make it weirder than it has to be.â
âFine. Fine.â He raises his free hand in surrender. âIâm not making it weird.â
A silence falls over the both of you, and you worry at your bottom lip in consideration. It just goes to show how much you adore him, because you should be sticking with your gut answer and telling him to fuck off. AlasâŚ
âYou promise you wonât show anyone?â
Bobby perks up instantly. âPromise. Scoutâs honour.â The boyish salute that follows makes your shoulders ease up a little, and you briefly question why youâd even consider stripping for such a childish individual.
âFine. But just a little. To⌠test your motion, or whatever.â
âWhat?â He blinks stupidly, before realising thatâs the excuse heâd used just a moment ago. A sheepish grin tugs at his mouth. âOh, right. Exactly. Just a little is fine.â
You swallow, shifting slightly on the bed. The frame creaks, and you canât help but think the moment feels incredibly unsexy. Youâre sweating in the sweltering heat, and itâs probably picking up the whirring sound of the fan, andâ
Now youâre just psyching yourself out. Itâs fine. Itâs just Bobby.
âOkay, so⌠what do you want me to do?â
âI donât know. Didnât think Iâd get this far.â
âBobby.â
âJust do what feels right.â He waves a vague hand. âTake your shirt off, or something.â
Such a request should make you sputter with indignance, but itâs no surprise coming from the man who seemingly spent upwards of eight hundred dollars on a camcorder just to record his girlfriend in their shitty apartment. You force some more confidence into your posture, shoulders squaring as you look down at your shirt. Slowly, your fingers drift down to the hem, curling around it.
You glance up at him for reassurance, met with an eager nod. Stifling a sigh, you drag it up slowly, revealing inch by inch of warm skin. âLike this?â
âJust like that,â Bobby breathes, voice lower now.
Encouraged by that, you pull it up further, dragging it up past your bra. Bobby wets his lips at the sightâyour breasts spilling over the cups, soft and enticing. Up up up it goes until youâre pulling it over your head, letting it fall to the floor in front of you.
You want to shift uncomfortably, clamp your thighs together, cover yourself with your arms. Itâs not like heâs never seen it before. Itâs just unnerving with the camcorder directed at you. But you force yourself to stare directly at it, spreading your thighs slightly to give him a proper view of your panties.
âFuck, yeah,â he murmurs. âTouch yourself.â
âWhat?â You say, alarmed.
âNotââ He laughs a little, shaking his head. âNot there. Sorry. Just⌠your tits, or something.â
Your shoulders sag with relief. Thatâs a little too much for now, but youâre content enough to give him at least some form of show. Your fingers skate back up your stomach, goosebumps prickling beneath them. Then you cup your breasts over your bra, watching his reaction through half-lidded eyes.
âYouâre so pretty, babe,â he says, and the approval goes straight between your legs. âDoing so well.â
You reward him by hooking your fingers under one of your bra straps, inching it down. His breath catches audiblyâselfishly, you hope the camera caught that reactionâand he shifts a little on his feet. The thought of him getting visibly aroused by your display emboldens you further.
The other strap follows, and you palm at yourself over the cups a little more. âI would have worn a better set if I knew we were doing this.â
âI like this bra,â he says, only half hearing you, zeroed in on the sight of you squeezing at yourself.
You release them and he almost groans in disappointment. Before the sound can escape, you reach behind you, unclasping the bra and letting it fall away. His eyes widen cartoonishly, and you bite your lip to mask a smile, trying to remain as sultry as possible.
âShit, can I touch you?â Bobby takes a step forward. Your eyes flick down to his jeans. Theyâre tight, but you think you can make out the forming bulge beneath the denim.
âCanât touch âthe subject,ââ you quip.
Hands skim along your chest again, and he seems enraptured as you grope yourself. Youâre surprised he hasnât caved already, but his restraint is admirable as he nods sagely in agreement. Still, you hear him groan under his breath when you focus on a nipple. It stiffens under the touch, already sensitive enough to make you bite the inside of your cheek.
âIs this enough movement?â You ask, rolling your nipple between your fingers while your other hand palms at the flesh of your other breast. Youâre hardly moving, so the answer is definitely no, but he indulges you with another one of those enthusiastic nods. You're certain you could sit entirely still with your bra off and he'd tell you it was enough for his little 'motion test.'
âYeah. Looks, umââ His gaze moves to the viewfinder, which he realises he hasnât actually looked through since you took your shirt off. He can only hope the camera was pointed at you properly. âLooks great.â
âThe movement, or me?â
âThe movement,â he says, laughing at the indignance that crosses your face. âYou look more than great. You look perfect.â Heat crawls up your cheeks, but heâs not done. âWhich is exactly why I really canât keep my hands to myself right now, and I donât think you should waste your day off sitting in bed alone when we could be having sex.â
You bark out a laugh as he switches it off, setting it on the dresser and advancing towards you. âWell, thatâs an improvement from your last line.â
He stands between your parted legs, ducking his head to give you a quick kiss. âFor the record, it wasnât a line,â he insists as you reach for his belt.
âLiar,â you mutter against his mouth.
The smile he gives you when he pulls back is so hopelessly smitten that your own laughter softens with something warmer. He ruins it by breaking the silence with:
âMaybe we should invest in a tripod. Then we could really record something sexyââ
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This is a different anon but maybe journal or write down important things or feelings itâs what Iâve started doing bc Iâd forget how bad I used to feel and then look back at what I wrote and remember I really only do it for how people made me feel and their actions so I donât forgive them easily if that makes sense
Iâm so bad at journaling it always reads as so alarming
sertraline/antidepressant nation does your memory also suck
i have like very limited memory of my entire college experience bc i was on an SSRI </3 I hate it so much bc I think I need an ssri to function well but Iâm scared of having memory gaps again
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