N11, Star Clouds

MY OBX REC LIST, part four

( ☾ = angst, ☆ = head-canon, ❀ = fluff, ✧ = smut )

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I saw “Do you think we are soulmates?” and immediately thought of Bill!! He’s always said he believes and wants that true love, that love at first sight moment and someone to grow old with. It just felt like the perfect prompt for him and I would love to see your take on it! 🖤

a/n: i love Bill's idea of true love.

the wind blew his ponytail in the wind, the stage makeup removed so you could see all his natural features under the pale moonlight. he was beautiful to you. his soft pink lips and eyes that sparkle carved by Gods themselves.

he looked at you the same, the long touches he gave you on top of the chilly patio floor with the longer glances at your features.

thoughts ran through your heads, thoughts about each other, thoughts about the future, anything that held each other in it.

with a soft intake you brush his baby hairs out of his face softly. "Billy," you started, rubbing the tips of your fingers against his cheek. "Do you think we are soulmates?"

the excitement rose onto his face within seconds, his toothy smile emerging as he eagerly nodded. taking both your hands into his own he stared into your eyes. "If i don't spend the rest of my life with you, i'm going to burn cities to the ground."

you giggled, covering your face with your hands while facing away from him.

the white veil covering your face washed back into your vision as the memory faded away and you blinked tears out of your waterline, your eyes looking at your fiance as you walked to the stand to marry your soulmate.

you guys were fifteen, how could he be so sure?

» texting atwow characters pt 3!

pt 1 & 2:

Thessaloniki, Greece

THE ATTRACTIVE THINGS JJ MAYBANK DOES

calls you a plethora of nicknames. he is a nickname kind of guy, i don’t make the rules! whether he is in the mood to tease or just simply acknowledge you, nicknames are his way of going at it. jj enjoys the way you roll your eyes and look away, slightly annoyed at him (and the butterflies that erupt in the pit of your stomach). he started doing it as a joke, but after a while, it just stuck. his favorites are definitely baby, pretty girl, and princess.

he does not hesitate to take the blame for you. with you being one of the most, if not the most, important thing in his life, he would much rather take the fall for something you did than have you face the consequences. even if it is something incredibly small, he’ll gladly take a step forward for your sake.

lets you fiddle with his rings. as a ring girlie myself, i will fight anyone and everyone who objects to this headcanon. when you’re bored in class, tired of listening to mr. sunn drone on and on about some history lesson, jj will pick up on your weariness and just offer you his hand. and, of course, you happily toy with the rings on his splayed fingers, spinning the jewelry that reflects daylight from the classroom windows. you can’t help but enjoy the warmth of his palm under your touch, forever content running your fingers over the smoothed out calluses and warm metal.

wears sleeveless shirts under your request. knowing you have quite the obsession with his arms (as you should), he likes to show them off. when he wears muscle tees or wife-beaters he is always sure to be extra smug about it, often wrapping his strong arms around your waist and shoulders. occasionally, when you’re feeling a little bolder than normal, you’ll even take the initiative of linking his elbow with yours as the two of you either walk or simply just stand side by side, not missing the opportunity to have his tanned skin against yours, bicep within your hold.

is the “wear whatever you want, i can fight” type of boyfriend. jj loves seeing you in provocative and revealing clothing (not including a bathing suit). whether you wear it often or not, you can count on the fact that he will immediately rush to tell you how gorgeous you are, his eyes bright and lips pulled into a flirtatious smile. “you look nice, baby.” the expression on his face always tell you he’s thinking you look more than just ‘nice,’ but you let his hidden yet obviously dirty thoughts slide. however, if someone else makes comments, or their eyes stay glued to somewhere they shouldn’t, jj is quick to give a warning. whether they choose to listen or not is up to them, but god help the motherfucker who decides to give not just give you a hard time, but also him.

shares his hobbies with you and vice versa. one of his love languages is quality time, and seeing you enjoy the same things he does instantly puts a smile on his face. additionally, if you want to take the time and teach him about some of your own hobbies, this man will do anything in his power to get good at it. you both like the closeness and intimacy of being somewhat vulnerable with each other.

open to hugs at any given point in time. his hugs are just…out of this world. you like the way time just seems to pause, even if it’s only for a second, the moment his front is pressed against yours. and the way he holds you—as if you are both the sturdiest and most fragile thing in the universe. his hugs make your heart beat wildly, and you’re certain there are times when he can feel it thumping against his own. the feeling of being swallowed by his existence makes everything just seem utterly complete. and this includes back hugs; jj is an enormous fan of these. the familiarity of your body against his, while he is able to be working on another task, is such a heavenly concept to him. multitasking, am i right?

is always there, ready to protect you at a moment’s notice. whether it be physical or verbal, you can count on your lovely boyfriend to be right by your side the moment something goes south. while he will gladly let you handle a situation on your own, the moment you send him a look he will happily step in and defend you. if the problem turns into something more dangerous, and more than a verbal assault, he’ll rush in without consulting you about it first. he would rather you be okay and mad at him than hurt and full of regret.

does things just to see you happy (but also contradicts you just to be annoying). being the way that he is, jj will always be a vexing combination of charming and irritating. he loves to see you happy and will do anything to get even the slightest grin on your face, but that also means he loves to annoy the absolute fuck out of you just for kicks. if you are trying to study for school or do something alone in a quiet space, he is there to make the one-person job a two-person job. will not take ‘no’ or ‘go away’ as an answer when it comes to being around you.

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ATWOW MODERN DAY AU

Messages between you and Lo'ak if he was your bf pt 2 🫶

Pt 1!!

I wake up before her in the morning, cuddling her while she sleeps before waking her with little kisses. Lips touching her cheek, gentle hands caressing her skin. My mouth moves down from her face to her neck, inhaling the scent as my lips brush below her jawline.

My hand is on her hips, her waist, her tummy. Moving under her shirt, dragging it up with my hand as I move it up along her body, my fingers tracing lines onto her ribcage. I move even further up, touching her breasts, running my fingertips playfully over her nipples.

Moving down a little, continuing to cover her in kisses until my mouth reaches her breasts. When I take them into my mouth, my hand moves down her body again. Reaching the lining of her panties, I slide in underneath the soft fabric. My fingertips press against her clit as I'm licking and teasing her nipple, touching her most sensitive areas. Rubbing in circles between her legs, pushing my fingers onto her.

My hand shifts down a little, stroking along her folds, spreading her wetness around. A finger slides inside, feeling her tighten around me when I finger her. Even with just my finger, she feels so good around me.

I want to be inside her. Immediately.

With a playful bite at her nipple, I move back off her so I can roll her over onto her side, facing away from me. I position myself behind her back, putting my hand on her ass and on her hips, loving how she feels under my touch. I slide her underwear off, halfway down her thighs so I can stroke my cock against the smooth skin between them. The tip of it rubs against her little pussy when I do, and soon enough she feels me press up against her opening.

She's so wet and slick already when I push the tip of me inside. Working slowly back and forth, I bury myself deeper inside her with each stroke. My hand is gripping her hip while she has her hand between her legs, rubbing herself when I fuck her.

We move like that for a while, enjoying the pleasure of hard cock inside wet cunt. But I feel myself getting more and more worked up from the sensation. Pushing myself deep inside of her, I lift my leg up over hers. I use my weight to roll her over on her stomach, putting myself on top of her.

Mounting her like a bitch, my actions are getting rougher. I grab a fistful of her hair when I start to move again, forceful thrusts that pushes her face into the pillow. Harsh, degrading words come out of my mouth. She woke up as my princess, but now she's nothing more than a dumb slut, my whore, good for nothing other than pleasing my cock.

My hand falls to her ass, repeatedly slapping it until it's red and bruised. Satisfied with that, I lean over her to grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back before spitting in her face. I smear it across her cheek before giving her a hard slap.

I shift myself around, leaning down above her. My face close to hers now, my weight pushing her down into the mattress. Her ass is pressing against me every time I thrust. My hand around her throat, fingers bruising her neck with how hard my grip is. My pace quickens. Fuck, I'm going to cum soon.

I'm not sure if she can hear me, but I'm certain that I don't care if she does. Regardless, I growl into her ear that I'm about to cum. That I'm going to breed her, my filthy little slut. That I'm going to fill her womb with my seed, force my baby inside of her.

And I cum, thrusting violently into her, using every bit of strength to hold her in place when I climax, convulsions running through my body with the intense pleasure that comes from it.

After I'm fully spent, I relax on top of her. I let go of her throat and of her hair, caressing her instead. I'm back to giving little kisses on her cheek, behind her ear, whispering sweet words in the moments between kisses. I ask if she's okay, thanking her for making me feel so good. I roll off her and pull the covers over us, snuggling her close. After kissing both of her eyelids, I hug her tightly, holding her to my chest while I stroke her hair.

SEPTEMBER

poem beginning and ending with my death by zeina hashem beck // memory of water by reina maria rodriguez // a girl ago by lucy brock-broido // marta alvarado, history professor by marjorie agosin // mosiac by tim seibles // the bones of august by robin ekiss // peggy tony horton // september by deborah landau // september by h stuart // angel of repose by wallace stegner

[image id: 1) "I loved September best: / without fail, rain—the clear illusionist— / fell on the first day of school, always brought / the earth with it: the soil's fragrance rose raw / even in the alley." 2) "september is a month like any other and unlike any other. it seems in september everything awaited / will arrive: in the calm air, in a particular scent, in the stillness of the quay. when september comes, / i know i'm going to lose myself." 3) "Extinguish me from this. / I was sixteen for twenty years. By September I will be a ghost" 4) "In September / beyond the / breezes and the smoke / when autumn unveils its / fiery shell, / I think of you / fragile and severe, / small and immense" 5) "September: / the spiked fence freshly painted." 6) "not to carry the bones of August / into September, foiled with redness / and nothing to squander" 7) "Ah, September! You are the doorway to the season that awakens my soul... but I must confess that I love you / only because you are a prelude to my beloved October" 8) "Meanwhile August moved inward its impervious finale. / A mood by the river. Gone. One lucid rush carrying them along. // Borderless and open the days go on—" 9) "'The dark brown Inners brim / From little lake to lake, / Rustle and fall in slim / Streams down the mossy side / Of stone, while dim ferns shake / Their level spread of leaf, / Dust-grey beneath the wide / Cold light that these days take, / Gathering the calm grief / Into the face of the skies / Out of the heart-ache / The mortal heart denies." 10) "That old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, / vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air ... / Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual / autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer." /end id]

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