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little help (oliver quick x m!reader)

plot: places after the events of saltburn, where oliver had already inherited the estate. he sees someone who caught his eye, someone who reminds him of who he was when he was younger.

a slow sunday afternoon was bestowed upon oliver's day. the usual rustle and bustle of people as they went about their day on the streets, the car honks when there was a mild amount of traffic, the cloudy season of london—everything appeared to be in order. well, except for one thing…

him.

oliver was seated in a small café, typing on his laptop as he worked on some reports for his job as a journalist. with a sip of his cold brew in hand, he took a deep breath and came to a stop. he looked at the word file he had open, the blinking of a single text line jarring. he had hit a block, not knowing what to do next. he took this moment as a sign to rest, stretching his arms outward as he let out a yawn. the feeling of his bones cracking brought him some relief. he looked around the café—no one was there except for the new barista.

ah yes, the barista. from what oliver had gathered, he was a college student, eighteen years of age, studying at oxford just like oliver had. tall, active, and most importantly—diligent and honest. and attractive, but that was beside the point.

oliver had grown intrigued by the younger man who served him coffee every day. he noticed how sweet and alluring the boy seemed, an abundance of innocence and charm surrounding his aura. the folds in his eyes when he gave that toothy grin as he greeted oliver with his coffee, wishing him a good day—it made oliver's stomach swirl with a familiar feeling he hadn’t felt in years. it seemed strange having a feeling remind him of his past, but he couldn’t help it. the college student working diligently behind the coffee bar… he reminded him of him.

young, naive, filled with curiosity and infatuation for the world yet driven—it was something oliver knew all too well.

oliver noticed that the barista was just relaxing, taking his fifteen-minute break earlier than usual. he cleared his throat to get his attention, raising his hand for the young man to see. luckily, the barista saw him and made his way over with a beaming smile. the two of them had shared a fair number of conversations, mostly casual greetings and small talk about how their days had been. they were familiar with each other, so the barista had no problem walking over to him. the barista sat down across from oliver, leaning back against the chair. "hello, mr. quick," he greeted. "hope the coffee's good. we tried new roasted beans today to see if there was a difference."

oliver let out a small bemused sigh, nodding. "it's good, y/n. i wasn't going to mention the sweeter taste until you brought it up."

oliver placed his laptop to the side of the table, resting his elbows on the wooden surface as he propped up his head. "so, how have you been? i assume you're still studying?"

y/n nodded. "yeah. uni has been a bit heavy lately. i can barely balance work and the interims i have." he let out a sigh through his nose. "but i have to do what i have to, to survive."

"what about you? how's work?" y/n asked out of curiosity.

it was oliver's turn to grunt at the mention of his job. "same old, same old. but it's getting rather… monotonous." he leaned back in his chair, mimicking y/n's stance. "journalism is about facts and objectivity, but with the whole internet spewing out rumors left and right, it's getting tiring to follow up on a story."

y/n nodded. "i get it, though i don't do journalism. reading any news article nowadays feels like a double-edged sword," he muttered. "i wouldn't blame you if you wanted to take a break. i'd certainly do so if i could afford it."

oliver cocked his head to the side. "may i ask why you can't?"

y/n licked his dry lips, crossing his arms as he blew out some air. he was hesitant to share, but after knowing oliver for a few months, he decided he could open up. he cleared his throat. "well, for starters, i'm working two jobs just to pay the monthly rent for my apartment," he mentioned, causing oliver's eyes to soften. oliver felt a pang of sympathy for the young man as he listened.

"academic workload is catching up to me, and i'm falling behind just a tad," y/n explained, running a hand through his hair. "there's just so much going on, i can't even think of what to do first."

oliver raised a brow. "isn't term break nearing?" he asked.

y/n shook his head. "yeah, but… i'll need to catch up on my rent. i'll probably work most of the week."

oliver hummed, the gears in his mind turning. for some odd reason, he felt bad for the guy. working two jobs just to make ends meet while also battling the workload and school duties at a prestigious university. he didn’t know his family situation, but it must be difficult if his parents weren’t at least helping to assist him. maybe a certain someone’s savior complex had rubbed off on him, or perhaps since inheriting wealth, he had become more generous. in a twisted sense, maybe it was sympathy.

oliver couldn’t just leave him to suffer, much to his dismay. he wanted to help. he was hooked, intrigued by this young man. he knew he wanted y/n to need him. to be dependent on him for his needs. his eyes darkened slightly as he took a shallow breath, speaking after making up his mind.

"tell you what," oliver began. "i'll help you with your rent."

y/n's eyes widened at the sudden offer, and he let out a laugh of disbelief. his laughter faltered when he noticed how serious oliver seemed. "… are you serious?" he asked.

oliver gave him a small, crooked smile. "of course. why wouldn't i be? it's just to help you get some of the weight off your shoulders," he said in a convincing tone. he noticed the way y/n stared at him, knowing he was probably weighing his options as he looked down at his lap.

"i can't possibly accept that kind of offer, mr. quick. i…" y/n's sentence trailed off, his mouth slightly ajar as oliver waved a hand dismissively.

"i'm not asking if you want to accept it," oliver said, crossing his legs. "i'm telling you that i'm helping you. think of it as a treat for working so hard."

y/n was flabbergasted, not knowing how to respond. for a moment, his eyes squinted and his brows furrowed. "…is there a catch?"

oliver snickered slightly, feigning nonchalance. "no, no catch."

y/n whined slightly. "but i need to pay you back somehow, mr. quick."

"call me oliver."

y/n cleared his throat. "oliver, i…" he tried to protest, but it seemed oliver had made up his mind. with a sigh of defeat, he relented. "alright… thank you so much, oliver. it will really help. a lot." he added, "please, if you need anything from me, i'll do my best to help."

bingo.

oliver smirked internally. "i'll keep that in mind."

a few days later…

y/n returned from work, exhausted, as he collapsed face-first on his dorm room bed. today was the day the rent was due, and he groaned as he got a ping on his phone. unlocking it, he checked the message, tapping the icon to open his inbox. he rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the tiredness. squinting slightly to read the message, his eyes widened. he couldn't believe what he read.

"greetings, mr. l/n, here is confirmation that your past and current rent have been settled. as for the remaining rent for this school term, it has been paid in advance. the individual who covered your dues has included a message for you, which is enclosed below. good luck with your examinations.

'see you soon, y/n. - o.q.'"

______________________________________________________________ author's note: just a little drabble here since someone asked for some oliver quick love. might make sequel to this or a part two, depending on how many people like it. it's quite rushed and i just wrote it in between classes so... yeah. hope you enjoyed!

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Oliver quick x m! Reader when?(not forcing u tho)😵‍💫

give me a request or a prompt and i'll do it, anon! Literally send me as much as you want and i'll try to write them soon

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happy pride month to my favourite evil queer

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New fic guys :>>

may i request transmasc reader/farleigh smut pls 🙂‍↕️ maybe late night with farleigh sneaking in to readers room to come see him and confess some feelings and it ends w reader riding him 🫣

confessions (farleigh start x transmasc!reader)

notes: this story uses he/him pronouns, as well as some terms that refer to their privates that may be different than usual. i wasn't sure what to refer to them as, so i just chose the safest options. this is my first time writing smut in a while, so please be kind. thank you. warning: DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SMUT. MDNI! smut at the cut, so if you don't want to continue reading, you can stop. half-assed editing, just sort of fixed spelling mistakes. anon, hope you enjoy this. i tried my best!

it was a boring saturday night in the webbe college as the wind blew through the cold night. the hallways in the dormitory were dimly lit, and empty as every student was in their room doing homework, drinking, or chatting with their friends. y/n was doing the former, diligently studying for his upcoming quiz as he caught up on some work that he missed. being an active member of organizations around campus, and also being on the honor roll has caused the male to miss some of his work. it was inevitable, but luckily his professor was more than generous to let him catch up when he had time.

as y/n looks at his homework for a bit, he hears a knock on his door. slightly disturbed by the sudden interruption, he wonders who it could be. it was 2 am, and he doubted that any of his friends were still awake. he gets up from his chair, adjusting his jacket slightly as he opens the door, peaking through it to see farleigh start- one of his closest friends. well, friends would be an understatement. you see, the two had begun their friendship through small waves in the halls. they'd pass by each other, greet, and leave. But their relationship gradually grew when they paired up for a school project. ever since that day, the two had grown closer and closer. so close in fast that when y/n told him about his transition, farleigh didn't even hesitate to accept him when his family shunned him out.

y/n would be lying if he said he didn't feel a deeper connection with farleigh. no, he'd be completely wrong. every time he saw the tall, slim, curly-haired male… his heartbeat naturally hastens its pace. his face flushes, his palm turning sweaty, breath hitching- he was enamored. dare he say it, but he liked farleigh. maybe even loved him. so to see the tall male at his door at this hour, a grin on his face as his eyes lit up to see him- it makes y/n's heart swoon.

"hey y/n." farleigh whispers quietly, while y/n returns the same expression. "hi farleigh," he greets as he hugs the tall male. farleigh reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around y/n softly before letting go. y/n internally calmed himself as he felt the hug being returned, pulling away at the same time as the former. "may i come in?" farleigh asked, and y/n nodded. the latter opens the door wider, letting the other male inside his slightly messy and dimly lit room.

farleigh observes the room for a bit, seeing papers strewn everywhere on y/n's desk, with his warm lamp being the only light source in the room. the windows were open, the cold breeze greeting their skin as they danced along it. farleigh lets out a small sigh, putting his hands in his pocket as he turns to y/n with a soft gaze. y/n closes the door behind them, "so, what brings you here at… 2 am?" he asks nervously as he checked his wall clock.

farleigh chuckles as a twinge of anxiety hit him, "sorry, i know it's late but… I just," he pauses, feeling his face heat up as his heartbeat quickens. "I just wanted to see you."

y/n smiles, a heat rising to his cheeks. farleigh clears his throat, "I wanted to talk to you about something, y/n."

"it couldn't wait until tomorrow?" y/n jokes, sitting on the chair by his desk as he gestures farleigh to sit on the edge of his bed. farleigh lets out a small laugh through his nose, "no, it couldn't. It's kind of…"

farleigh pauses, leaving y/n in anticipation. y/n was nervous, he didn't know what farleigh wanted to talk about, nor if it was bad or good based on his expression. y/n looks at farleigh's eyes, a little bit concerned. farleigh bites his dry lips, before looking away as he runs a hand through his hair. "how should I say it?" he asks himself.

y/n chuckles, "come on, you're scaring me, farleigh."

"it's not a bad thing, i swear. it's regarding us," farleigh says after a brief moment of silence. y/n's heart drops upon hearing this, his palms sweat as he lets farleigh continue. farleigh shifts a bit so he is closer to y/n, reaching out slowly to hold his hand. y/n's breath hitches at the touch, feeling farleigh run his thumb across his knuckles softly.

"i've always found you so mesmerizing." farleigh starts, with y/n listening quietly. he lets out a soft chuckle, "you are so sweet, and kind… and you put up with my shit, so that's already an amazing feat." farleigh jokes, making y/n let out a snort. y/n felt his heart pump louder in his chest, almost as if it was about to burst out. he had a hunch one what farleigh wanted to say to him, but he couldn't get his hopes up.

"but, for me, there's no more sugarcoating it," the brown-skinned male pulls y/n gently to him. "i really… really like you." he finally admits, making y/n turn red and freeze. y/n doubts if he heard it right- he felt like he could levitate away. farleigh… likes me? he thought, his face turning redder by the second. farleigh continues, pulling y/n in for a hug as he buries his face into his torso. "ever since the day of the project, i just… each day, you get so much more endearing to me. i think…"

"…i think i'm in love with you." farleigh finishes.

nico snaps out of his dreamlike state, looking at farleigh with wide eyes. he feels farleigh pull him closer, gently dragging him down on his lap. y/n didn't protest, his gaze on farleigh as the two didn't speak. the way farleigh holds him so gently, the way he looks at him- it was enough to make any person melt. they almost didn't even need to say anything as y/n wrapped his arms around farleigh's shoulders, their faces inches apart. farleigh swallows his saliva nervously, "i know you don't have to reciprocate but-"

y/n shuts him up with a kiss, which sends shockwaves through farleigh's body. slowly, farleigh reached his hand up to gently wrap it around the side of y/n's neck, kissing back as he tilted his head. y/n slowly rakes his hands up in farleigh's curly dark brown hair, gripping on it softly as he deepens the kiss. the kiss was slow and gentle, and once they pulled away, they looked at each other with a soft smile. y/n looks down at his lap, "farleigh, you have no idea how long i've…" he leaves the sentence unfinished. he knew farleigh knew what he meant. farleigh brings leans forward to give more kisses, "i know. i guess we were just too afraid to say it, hm?" he teases in between the pecks. y/n nods, "i guess so," he said as he lightly giggled.

------------spicy stuff starts here, you have been warned-------------

slowly, the two's ticklish kisses get deeper and more feverish. farleigh shifts their position so that y/n is lying against the headboard, never breaking the kiss as he lets his leg go in between y/n's legs. y/n softly whines into the kiss, feeling farleigh's tongue explore his mouth. their tongues move against each other, teeth clashing slightly as farleighs lets his hands roam on y/n's body.

he pulls away, "is this okay?" farleigh asks in between kisses. y/n nods, pulling farleigh back through the grip on his hair. "yes," y/n says breathlessly. soon, farleigh lets his hands travel up in his shirt, letting his hands glide against the latter's chest as he lifts the shirt. he softly caresses y/n's chest, his kisses moving from the latter's mouth down to his neck, traveling further down south as he kisses his chest. y/n lets out a sigh as he leans against the kisses, feeling like his mind is getting hazier by the second.

farleigh could feel y/n buck his hips slightly, letting out a snicker. "eager, are we?" he teased, placing a small kiss on his lips before he let his hand roam down underneath y/n's pants, feeling how wet his groin was through the soaking underwear. y/n rolled his lips into farleigh's hand, wanting more friction as he felt farleigh rub his sensitive parts with his fingers. farleigh bites his lip, seeing y/n, his close friend- the one he had been pining for since the day they met, it makes his heart beat faster. he tentatively rubs the opening of y/n's groin looking at y/n for permission.

upon seeing the other male nod, panting as his legs tremble, farleigh slowly slips his finger inside of y/n. he gently moves it in and out as he watches the way y/n tries to cover his mouth with his hand. the muffled moan, the sweat gathered around his forehead with his shirt up, exposing his chest that was rising at a steady yet quick pace- farleigh bit his lip as he thought, 'he's gorgeous.'

it took so much for farleigh to stop himself from pouncing on the other, the restrain he had to do despite y/n's consent, it was painful. but he knew better than to do so. he wanted to savor this moment with y/n, to feel every inch of him, to mark his skin, their bodies pressed up against each other- he wanted to show how much he loved him. he was not going to let this opportunity to make y/n go crazy for him to go to waste.

farleigh slips in another finger, stretching the latter out as he sucks onto y/ns nipple, his teeth softly grazing against the nubs. y/n moans softly, tilting his head back as he grinds against farleigh's fingers. his lips were swollen from how hard he bit them, turning cherry red. "farleigh…" nico says, his breath hitched as feels the former curl his fingers up, hitting a bumpy part of his sopping wet groin. his legs instinctively close, squeezing farleigh's hand between his legs as he shuddered from pleasure. farleigh continued rubbing that part, making y/n huff as his breathing quickened. he grips onto farleigh's shoulder, whining as he arches his back.

farleigh captures y/n's lips into a heated kiss, teeth clashing once more. as they pulled away, y/n sat up to push farleigh down, handing him a pillow for his head. farleigh feels y/n slowly move his hands towards his pants, unbuckling it with one hand. "y/n…" he whispers lowly, eyes rolling back as he felt y/n pull his waistband down, his member springing free from his briefs. nico lets his hand wrap around his flesh, stroking it softly before placing his sopping-wet cunt on top of it. he slowly grinds against it, making farleigh groan. farleigh grips y/n's hip, pressing him down as he moves in time with y/n's grinding. "fuck, you're so wet…" farleigh says.

y/n looks at him with a half-lidded gaze, whining softly. seeing y/n on top of him, grinding desperately against him. you can feel the heat radiating between the two, the air heavy with the smell of sweat, the look of lust on each other's faces. slowly, y/n's grinding comes to a halt as he positions his soft cunt above farleigh's hard member.

"don't force yourself…" farleigh says gently.

y/n shakes his head, "i want you so bad… please," he pleads.

y/n slowly sinks himself, mouth opened as he does so, getting all of farleigh inside of him easily thanks to the prep farleigh did on him.

farleigh almost felt the air get knocked out of his chest as he tightened his grip on y/n's hips, sitting up slightly to crash their lips together. leaves a trail of kisses down y/n's neck, softly sucking on the skin to leave a mark. y/n tilts his head to the side, his hands running through farleigh's hair once more. after farleigh leaves his love bites, he lays back down and watches y/n begin to grind against him.

the sound of y/n's desperate mewls, the way he clenched and tightened up against him, it was such a sight to see for farleigh. y/n's moaning gets louder as he moves himself up and down, back arched as he puts his hands down on farleigh's chest to support himself. farleigh groans, letting his fingers rub against y/n's cunt, making y/n pant heavier as he bites his lip. his riding gets more and more sloppy, losing himself in the feeling of pure bliss. farleigh slowly starts thrusting upward, shifting their position as he hooks his arms underneath y/n's legs and begins to thrust at a steady and quick pace. y/n gasps as he lets out a mewl, his string of moans only motivating farleigh further.

the heat, the moans, the pressure- it was too much for the two of them. farleigh gives Y/n one last kiss before his thrusting gets sloppy, feeling himself nearing the edge as y/n's groans and whines drive him over the edge. he pulls out and comes onto y/n's boy pussy, painting it with his thick white fluids. y/n moans as his legs tremble, feeling his edge as he rubs his high out against farleigh's member. "fuck…" farleigh says, taking in the beautiful sight of y/n beneath him, his body flushed with a tint of red, his neck and chest marked with lovebites, and his body splattered with his come.

farleigh lays on top of y/n, whispering sweet nothings into his ear along with a string of 'i love you's' being shared between them. farleigh places a kiss on y/n's forehead, "i love you so much." he whispers. y/n chuckles as he places a peck on farleigh's soft lips.

"i love you too."

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may i request transmasc reader/farleigh smut pls 🙂‍↕️ maybe late night with farleigh sneaking in to readers room to come see him and confess some feelings and it ends w reader riding him 🫣

confessions (farleigh start x transmasc!reader)

notes: this story uses he/him pronouns, as well as some terms that refer to their privates that may be different than usual. i wasn't sure what to refer to them as, so i just chose the safest options. this is my first time writing smut in a while, so please be kind. thank you. warning: DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SMUT. MDNI! smut at the cut, so if you don't want to continue reading, you can stop. half-assed editing, just sort of fixed spelling mistakes. anon, hope you enjoy this. i tried my best!

it was a boring saturday night in the webbe college as the wind blew through the cold night. the hallways in the dormitory were dimly lit, and empty as every student was in their room doing homework, drinking, or chatting with their friends. y/n was doing the former, diligently studying for his upcoming quiz as he caught up on some work that he missed. being an active member of organizations around campus, and also being on the honor roll has caused the male to miss some of his work. it was inevitable, but luckily his professor was more than generous to let him catch up when he had time.

as y/n looks at his homework for a bit, he hears a knock on his door. slightly disturbed by the sudden interruption, he wonders who it could be. it was 2 am, and he doubted that any of his friends were still awake. he gets up from his chair, adjusting his jacket slightly as he opens the door, peaking through it to see farleigh start- one of his closest friends. well, friends would be an understatement. you see, the two had begun their friendship through small waves in the halls. they'd pass by each other, greet, and leave. But their relationship gradually grew when they paired up for a school project. ever since that day, the two had grown closer and closer. so close in fast that when y/n told him about his transition, farleigh didn't even hesitate to accept him when his family shunned him out.

y/n would be lying if he said he didn't feel a deeper connection with farleigh. no, he'd be completely wrong. every time he saw the tall, slim, curly-haired male… his heartbeat naturally hastens its pace. his face flushes, his palm turning sweaty, breath hitching- he was enamored. dare he say it, but he liked farleigh. maybe even loved him. so to see the tall male at his door at this hour, a grin on his face as his eyes lit up to see him- it makes y/n's heart swoon.

"hey y/n." farleigh whispers quietly, while y/n returns the same expression. "hi farleigh," he greets as he hugs the tall male. farleigh reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around y/n softly before letting go. y/n internally calmed himself as he felt the hug being returned, pulling away at the same time as the former. "may i come in?" farleigh asked, and y/n nodded. the latter opens the door wider, letting the other male inside his slightly messy and dimly lit room.

farleigh observes the room for a bit, seeing papers strewn everywhere on y/n's desk, with his warm lamp being the only light source in the room. the windows were open, the cold breeze greeting their skin as they danced along it. farleigh lets out a small sigh, putting his hands in his pocket as he turns to y/n with a soft gaze. y/n closes the door behind them, "so, what brings you here at… 2 am?" he asks nervously as he checked his wall clock.

farleigh chuckles as a twinge of anxiety hit him, "sorry, i know it's late but… I just," he pauses, feeling his face heat up as his heartbeat quickens. "I just wanted to see you."

y/n smiles, a heat rising to his cheeks. farleigh clears his throat, "I wanted to talk to you about something, y/n."

"it couldn't wait until tomorrow?" y/n jokes, sitting on the chair by his desk as he gestures farleigh to sit on the edge of his bed. farleigh lets out a small laugh through his nose, "no, it couldn't. It's kind of…"

farleigh pauses, leaving y/n in anticipation. y/n was nervous, he didn't know what farleigh wanted to talk about, nor if it was bad or good based on his expression. y/n looks at farleigh's eyes, a little bit concerned. farleigh bites his dry lips, before looking away as he runs a hand through his hair. "how should I say it?" he asks himself.

y/n chuckles, "come on, you're scaring me, farleigh."

"it's not a bad thing, i swear. it's regarding us," farleigh says after a brief moment of silence. y/n's heart drops upon hearing this, his palms sweat as he lets farleigh continue. farleigh shifts a bit so he is closer to y/n, reaching out slowly to hold his hand. y/n's breath hitches at the touch, feeling farleigh run his thumb across his knuckles softly.

"i've always found you so mesmerizing." farleigh starts, with y/n listening quietly. he lets out a soft chuckle, "you are so sweet, and kind… and you put up with my shit, so that's already an amazing feat." farleigh jokes, making y/n let out a snort. y/n felt his heart pump louder in his chest, almost as if it was about to burst out. he had a hunch one what farleigh wanted to say to him, but he couldn't get his hopes up.

"but, for me, there's no more sugarcoating it," the brown-skinned male pulls y/n gently to him. "i really… really like you." he finally admits, making y/n turn red and freeze. y/n doubts if he heard it right- he felt like he could levitate away. farleigh… likes me? he thought, his face turning redder by the second. farleigh continues, pulling y/n in for a hug as he buries his face into his torso. "ever since the day of the project, i just… each day, you get so much more endearing to me. i think…"

"…i think i'm in love with you." farleigh finishes.

nico snaps out of his dreamlike state, looking at farleigh with wide eyes. he feels farleigh pull him closer, gently dragging him down on his lap. y/n didn't protest, his gaze on farleigh as the two didn't speak. the way farleigh holds him so gently, the way he looks at him- it was enough to make any person melt. they almost didn't even need to say anything as y/n wrapped his arms around farleigh's shoulders, their faces inches apart. farleigh swallows his saliva nervously, "i know you don't have to reciprocate but-"

y/n shuts him up with a kiss, which sends shockwaves through farleigh's body. slowly, farleigh reached his hand up to gently wrap it around the side of y/n's neck, kissing back as he tilted his head. y/n slowly rakes his hands up in farleigh's curly dark brown hair, gripping on it softly as he deepens the kiss. the kiss was slow and gentle, and once they pulled away, they looked at each other with a soft smile. y/n looks down at his lap, "farleigh, you have no idea how long i've…" he leaves the sentence unfinished. he knew farleigh knew what he meant. farleigh brings leans forward to give more kisses, "i know. i guess we were just too afraid to say it, hm?" he teases in between the pecks. y/n nods, "i guess so," he said as he lightly giggled.

------------spicy stuff starts here, you have been warned-------------

slowly, the two's ticklish kisses get deeper and more feverish. farleigh shifts their position so that y/n is lying against the headboard, never breaking the kiss as he lets his leg go in between y/n's legs. y/n softly whines into the kiss, feeling farleigh's tongue explore his mouth. their tongues move against each other, teeth clashing slightly as farleighs lets his hands roam on y/n's body.

he pulls away, "is this okay?" farleigh asks in between kisses. y/n nods, pulling farleigh back through the grip on his hair. "yes," y/n says breathlessly. soon, farleigh lets his hands travel up in his shirt, letting his hands glide against the latter's chest as he lifts the shirt. he softly caresses y/n's chest, his kisses moving from the latter's mouth down to his neck, traveling further down south as he kisses his chest. y/n lets out a sigh as he leans against the kisses, feeling like his mind is getting hazier by the second.

farleigh could feel y/n buck his hips slightly, letting out a snicker. "eager, are we?" he teased, placing a small kiss on his lips before he let his hand roam down underneath y/n's pants, feeling how wet his groin was through the soaking underwear. y/n rolled his lips into farleigh's hand, wanting more friction as he felt farleigh rub his sensitive parts with his fingers. farleigh bites his lip, seeing y/n, his close friend- the one he had been pining for since the day they met, it makes his heart beat faster. he tentatively rubs the opening of y/n's groin looking at y/n for permission.

upon seeing the other male nod, panting as his legs tremble, farleigh slowly slips his finger inside of y/n. he gently moves it in and out as he watches the way y/n tries to cover his mouth with his hand. the muffled moan, the sweat gathered around his forehead with his shirt up, exposing his chest that was rising at a steady yet quick pace- farleigh bit his lip as he thought, 'he's gorgeous.'

it took so much for farleigh to stop himself from pouncing on the other, the restrain he had to do despite y/n's consent, it was painful. but he knew better than to do so. he wanted to savor this moment with y/n, to feel every inch of him, to mark his skin, their bodies pressed up against each other- he wanted to show how much he loved him. he was not going to let this opportunity to make y/n go crazy for him to go to waste.

farleigh slips in another finger, stretching the latter out as he sucks onto y/ns nipple, his teeth softly grazing against the nubs. y/n moans softly, tilting his head back as he grinds against farleigh's fingers. his lips were swollen from how hard he bit them, turning cherry red. "farleigh…" nico says, his breath hitched as feels the former curl his fingers up, hitting a bumpy part of his sopping wet groin. his legs instinctively close, squeezing farleigh's hand between his legs as he shuddered from pleasure. farleigh continued rubbing that part, making y/n huff as his breathing quickened. he grips onto farleigh's shoulder, whining as he arches his back.

farleigh captures y/n's lips into a heated kiss, teeth clashing once more. as they pulled away, y/n sat up to push farleigh down, handing him a pillow for his head. farleigh feels y/n slowly move his hands towards his pants, unbuckling it with one hand. "y/n…" he whispers lowly, eyes rolling back as he felt y/n pull his waistband down, his member springing free from his briefs. nico lets his hand wrap around his flesh, stroking it softly before placing his sopping-wet cunt on top of it. he slowly grinds against it, making farleigh groan. farleigh grips y/n's hip, pressing him down as he moves in time with y/n's grinding. "fuck, you're so wet…" farleigh says.

y/n looks at him with a half-lidded gaze, whining softly. seeing y/n on top of him, grinding desperately against him. you can feel the heat radiating between the two, the air heavy with the smell of sweat, the look of lust on each other's faces. slowly, y/n's grinding comes to a halt as he positions his soft cunt above farleigh's hard member.

"don't force yourself…" farleigh says gently.

y/n shakes his head, "i want you so bad… please," he pleads.

y/n slowly sinks himself, mouth opened as he does so, getting all of farleigh inside of him easily thanks to the prep farleigh did on him.

farleigh almost felt the air get knocked out of his chest as he tightened his grip on y/n's hips, sitting up slightly to crash their lips together. leaves a trail of kisses down y/n's neck, softly sucking on the skin to leave a mark. y/n tilts his head to the side, his hands running through farleigh's hair once more. after farleigh leaves his love bites, he lays back down and watches y/n begin to grind against him.

the sound of y/n's desperate mewls, the way he clenched and tightened up against him, it was such a sight to see for farleigh. y/n's moaning gets louder as he moves himself up and down, back arched as he puts his hands down on farleigh's chest to support himself. farleigh groans, letting his fingers rub against y/n's cunt, making y/n pant heavier as he bites his lip. his riding gets more and more sloppy, losing himself in the feeling of pure bliss. farleigh slowly starts thrusting upward, shifting their position as he hooks his arms underneath y/n's legs and begins to thrust at a steady and quick pace. y/n gasps as he lets out a mewl, his string of moans only motivating farleigh further.

the heat, the moans, the pressure- it was too much for the two of them. farleigh gives Y/n one last kiss before his thrusting gets sloppy, feeling himself nearing the edge as y/n's groans and whines drive him over the edge. he pulls out and comes onto y/n's boy pussy, painting it with his thick white fluids. y/n moans as his legs tremble, feeling his edge as he rubs his high out against farleigh's member. "fuck…" farleigh says, taking in the beautiful sight of y/n beneath him, his body flushed with a tint of red, his neck and chest marked with lovebites, and his body splattered with his come.

farleigh lays on top of y/n, whispering sweet nothings into his ear along with a string of 'i love you's' being shared between them. farleigh places a kiss on y/n's forehead, "i love you so much." he whispers. y/n chuckles as he places a peck on farleigh's soft lips.

"i love you too."

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OH EM GEE someone requested!!! ive never written for a transmasc reader but ill do my best! ><

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that feels like something he would think about doing tbh

so if we go off of felix dying on oliver’s birthday, would oliver eventually kill himself on felix’s birthday? just so they’re in this forever loop with the same two dates on their gravestones? forever cementing their eternal inseparability after death or something idk.

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Radiohead-All I Need

Emerald Fennell-Saltburn

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Send in requests plsss i cannot

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school's been making me so busy i cant even write

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GAHAHAHAHAHAH OMG 😭

SO, I have this twins!au with Nate and Felix, but what if Oliver doesn't know Nate until Felix's funeral????

Like, I imagine that in the middle of the funeral Nate came and Venetia just ran to him and hugged him and cried, and Oliver looked at Nate in shock.

And Oliver is like "SECOND CHANCEEEEEE"

And Oliver called Nate "Felix" and pretend nothing happened and Nate feels uncomfortable

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Id read this shit and eat it up

I'm thinking about making a Felix x M!reader x Oliver fanfic... basically following the plot of the movie, just adding reader in and changing some of the scenes slightly while also replacing Felix with reader in some... but spoiler, only one of them ends up dating you or well... having you at least

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😭😭😭

thoughts on this?

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one of my deepest held beliefs about felix is that he wouldn't feminize oliver physically or mentally. i truly believe his attraction to oliver is because he is a man, and not in spite of it. i can never see him pretending he's a girl or wanting him to be one. in my mind he very much has that kind of misogynistic attitude that girls are a mystery box and overly complicated, they won't let you kiss them when they have makeup on, they take forever to get ready, dumb dumb shit like that. they're good for one thing only... and he pretty plainly shows you what it is in the film. boys, though, boys are easy. he's been in insane male-only environments for most of his life. they make sense. oliver makes sense. oliver likes the things he likes and never complains about getting dirty or playing on rooftops or eating greasy kebab at 2am. he stinks when he sweats and his face is rough with stubble at the end of the day. felix loves BOYS and masculinity lmao

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I HAVE IDEAS MY GHAD it might involve farleigh and oliver for once uwuuuuuuuuuu not that i hate writing for felix, i just find it difficult to use various words to convey the right emotions