#🪞𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 🎀

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𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀 (A. Donaldson, T.Duncan)

𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: A. Donaldson x Fem!Reader, T.Duncan x Fem!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ MDNI, SMUT, Sugar Baby! Reader, Female Manipulator Reader(Wolf in sheeps clothing), Daddies money reader 🤭, Age Gap! (Early 30's art and tashi, early 20's reader), power imbalance, language.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When Tashi and Art see Pro! Tennis player reader they cant help but be infatuated. She's just so perfect, on court and off. When she starts moving up in the tennis world, they decide to take up on this oppurtunity. Offering to coach her and take part in her success and her life.

𝑩𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘. 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐. 𝑶𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒐? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.

You were used to getting what she wanted, growing up the golden child with daddies money. Always winning, in tennis and in life. Being signed to NIKE. Truly a born stunner. And thats just what tashi and art needed.

When they went to a standford tennis game, only for the nostalgia (lies, they saw you play at standford and needed to have you). Sitting down after finally getting away from the crowds of fans. Thats when they saw you, stretching and getting ready for your match. Getting ready to win.

Seeing you play gave them the rush, the hope they needed. With each grunt, each step you took, each roar of victory. They grew more and more hungry for you. You were so power hungry, so ambitious, just like tashi. Just perfect. After winning the match (of course you did) they came up to you.

"Y/N L/N" tashi spoke walking up to you.

Turning around hearing your name, you were met with the stars of the tennis world.

"Oh my god, tashi duncan, art donaldson. Its amazing to meet you." You beem shaking their hands. "We've been watching you" tashi speaks " you're good, really good." Art finishes for her.

"We would like to make an offer." tashi says, art looking at you up and down. Observing everything you have to offer. "How would you like us to coach you?" Tashi offers. This isnt the first time you've gotten an offer to be coached, theres been many more instances to which you've declined.

But not now, you couldnt pass this up. So you said yes. And the rest is history.

They wanted to make you better at tennis ( they really just wanted to have you to themeselves). You gave them something they both needed. Giving art something perfect to worship, a star. And tashi, a lover and a winner.

They worshiped you, giving you anything and everything you wanted. Making sure their stargirl was always fed and never left hungry. To the victors go the spoils. Shopping sprees, fucking you till you couldnt handle it, even then giving you more. More, more, more, always more, what you deserved.

Controling your each and every move, and you let them. You were really the one in control. Only letting them think they were to boost their ego. Letting them do whatever they wanted, aslong as you got what you wanted.

Now you're here. Art between your legs, drinking in everything you have to give him. Tashi next to you, making sure you'll make her proud at your match tomorrow.

"Mmmm a-art m'gonna cum" you moan out

"Only winners get to cum" tashi whispers in your ear. Shivers going down your spine.

"Are you a winner prinncess?" Tashi asks you, biting your neck. Thats when art cuts her off with a harsh suck to your clit. Whimpering into your cunt when you pull at his hair.

"Answer me now or i wont let you cum" tashi whispers in your ear.

"F- fuck, yes im a winner!" You moan out pathetically

"You gonna win tomorrow? Gonna make us proud, princess?"

"Mhm!" You grab at her, reaching your peak.

And thats what you did, you won. Like a star, a winner, a born stunner.

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imagine art with like a younger gf! who like forces him to make silly little tiktoks or smth and hes just happy to be there aweeee

Nonnieee this is so sweet 😭🩷

Thinking about older! Art not having ANY social media besides instagram, which he doesnt even use cause it ran by his manager since its a business acc.

I can just imagine you setting up your phone and him being confused and asking what you're doing. Doing the "tell me that you love me" victorious trend and him being so confused and being like "wtf even is victorious" and also the watch my s/o for me trend. Hes just doing whatever you ask him to, looking at you with lovesick plastered all over his face. Eyes full of adoration. Also imagine doing the moon river trend with him 😔✊🏻.

Imagine setting up your phone and him being like

"What are you doing" and then you telling him to just stand there. Waiting to see if he'll pass the victorious trend. Looking at him expectantly, then he finally gets it and is like "i love you" and "you take my breath away" 😮‍💨😮‍💨

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𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

Based on the "Challengers" movie.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Meet y/n l/n, tennis golden girl. A winner, a star, a born stunner. What happens when tashi duncan and art donaldson take her under their wings and coach her. Taking it too far, and coaching her in more ways than tennis. And what happens when patrick zweig gets involved in the mix.

🎾𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊🎾

💋 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 💋

!!!Feel free to send in questions or asks!!!

☆Born Stunna -A. Donaldson, T. Duncan

☆Why you do the things you do- p.zweig

☆Love in a hurricane - p. Zweig, T. Duncan, A. Donaldson (part 2 of why you do the things you do)

☆ I see her in you - A. Donaldson, T. Duncan

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𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 (P. Zweig)

Apart of my fic "Born Stunna"

𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Patrick Zweig x fem! Reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ MDNI, Smut, language, cheating, brat! Reader, manipulative! Reader (wolf in sheeps clothing)

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: when tashi and art start going to hard y/n with tennis, she decides to take a break from them. Confiding in none other than patrick. 🎀apart of my fic "Born Stunna". Enjoy!!

Idea from @doll-0f-flesh

𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍

Karma takes form in Y/N L/N. It had been a rough week for her. Art and tashi getting on her ass and her nerves. Sure she had been slacking with tennis, but could you blame her?

So much stress and hard work was bound to get to her. So, she looked for a stress reliever. That stress reliever taking form in patrick zweig. She saw the way he looked at her. His eyes following her wherever she went.

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔, 𝑰 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔

So, why not play it to her advantage? She told art and tashi she was going for a late night drive to clear her head. What she didnt tell them was that the passanger was none other than patrick.

"You sure about this?" He asks nervously, not wanting to get in the middle of her, art, and tashi.

"Yes pat, dont act like you dont want this as much as i do" she smirks, carressing his thigh softly.

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐.

"God- fuck" she gasped out as patrick bounced her on his cock in the driver seat of her car. Rain pouring down. Background noise to the sound of skin slapping skin.

"Shit" patrick moaned, bruising grip on her hips. Sure to leave marks she'd have to find a way to explain to tashi and art. "Fuck you feel like heaven" patrick groaned, eyes screwing shut and jaw falling slack. "Y'see that princess" he chuckled, looking down to see the bulge off his dick in her stomach "im in your guts." He giggled, pressing on the bulge.

Making her let out a mewl. His cock reaching places she didnt even know existed. The sting of the stretch bringing pleasure and pain. Leaning down to put her head in the crook of his neck, she started leaving open mouth kisses on it.

Making him moan, cock twitching as she lets out a particular moan. He knows that moan, thats how he knows shes close. This isnt the first time theyve done this.

"You close princess?" He speaks, grabbing the back of her neck making her look at him. "Huh?"

She nods, going to put her face back in the crook of his neck. "Nuh uh princess" he tuts, making her look at him again "want you to look at me when y'cum. Can you do that?" Nodding, she lets out a silent scream, cumming. "Atta girl" he smiles moving to kiss her neck. "Mm no marks" she whispers, earning an eyeroll from him. "Wonder what art and tashi would say if they saw you be such a slut for me" he smirked

The feeling of her cunt spasming around him getting him close also. "Fuck, m'gonna cum" he pants. "Where do you want it baby?" He asks. "Want y'to cum in me"she replied, gasping at the overstimulation. Just those words pushed him to the edge. Groaning as he came in her.

After getting redressed, they get to talking. Giggling like idiots, her phone buzzes. Rolling her eyes opening to see a texts from tashi and 3 missed calls from art.

"Oh shit" she spit out

"What? Whats up?" Patrick furrows his eyesbrows from the sudden change of atmosphere.

Looking over to see a message that reads

'Y/N'

'Where are you?'

'Y/nnn'

'Answer your phone'

'Are you with patrick?'

oh fuck.

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𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄? (A. Donaldson, T. Duncan, P. Zweig)

🎀 18+ NSFW Blurb 🎀

𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 (𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕) 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 (𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕)

Fucking was never just fucking with them. It was always a way to subtly express their undying love for you. Their actions and words held something much much deeper than they intended.

𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 (𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌) 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉 (𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉)

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 (𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌) 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒅 (𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒅)

It had been like this since college. Meeting tashi, then art, then patrick, the domino effect. Soon, their obsession with you started. The obsession with you, having you, winning you.

𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔? (𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔)

𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔? (𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔)

After finding out you got engaged, all hell broke loose. Why him? Why not one of them? Or all of them? They loved you more than they could express. But it was more than love, it was also hunger.

𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅? (𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅) 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎, 𝒊𝒇 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕? (𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕)

You didnt know how it got to this, truly. One minute you were greeting art, tashi, and patrick at your engagement party. Next, you were at tashi and arts house spread across their bed naked. Tashi behind you, you laying your head on her chest. Art inbetween your legs. And patrick peppering kisses on your neck.

𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅? (𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅) 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅? (𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅)

Like old times. It was making your head spin. Tashis soft touches on your clit, arts cock pistoning in and out of you at an inhuman speed you didnt even know was possible, and patricks soft yet harsh nips at your neck. Surely leaving marks youd have to cover tomorrow morning so your fiance doesnt see.

𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅? (𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅)

It was so much at once, too much. Yet, it made you feel better than anything else could. Not even your own fiance. That when tashis voice broke you out of your trance as she spoke

"He could never make you feel this good could he?"

With the lack of response she slapped your clit, making you jolt and let out a pathetic moan

"Huh? Answer me baby"

"N-no" you moaned, voice breaking as patrick took one of your nipples into his mouth.

"leave him" patrick spoke

You barely even registered it was him, being fucked dumb and all.

"What?" You moaned out head tilting back as you were aproaching your high

"Leave him" tashi spoke, rubbing harder as she sensed you were about to cum.

"Stay with us" Art spoke almost begging.

you couldnt even think, let alone come up with an answer. Which was perfect for them. Succumbing to them mindlessly.

"Say yes baby" tashi whispered in your ear. Pushing you to the edge. Cumming, you nodded. Confirming you were theirs. Undeniably theirs.

And no one would change that.

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 (A. Donaldson, T. Duncan)

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Tashi Duncan x Fem! Reader, Art Donaldson x Fem! Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Tashi hating on art 😭, Angst, Dialogue from "YOU", Language, College! Art and tashi, let me know if theres more!!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Tashi argues with you about whos more important, her or art. Art overhears and thats when you are forced to make a painful choice.

𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕, 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇

You really wish tashi didnt chose to have this argument in the middle of stanfords tennis court. Such a stupid argument too, one that started because of telling tashi you couldnt practice because you had plans with art.

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑨 𝒕𝒐 𝑩, 𝑰𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑬𝒚𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒚𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒈𝒐

"Tashi i dont understand why you're making such a big deal out of this." You pause mid serve due to tashi chewing your ear off cause of you saying no to practice tomorrow.

What you didnt know was that art was over hearing all of it. He was just going to practice, when he heard his name in the sound of tashis voice.

𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞

"Im making a big deal because lately it seems art is occupying way too much of your time." She yells at you

"Whatever tash." You scoff rolling your eyes

"No, not whatever. Have you even been paying attention to tennis? At all? Cause right now is NOT the time for mistakes."

There it was.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈-𝐈-𝐈

"Of course this is about fucking tennis" you scoff "get a fucking grip tash! My whole life isnt gonna revolve around tennis!"

"This isnt just about tennis y/n!"

"Then what is it about!?"

"About you ditching me for art!"

What? Now this is where you were stuck.

And so was art.

"Like you dont ditch me for tennis? And plus, im not even ditching you. You're always busy, so what is there to ditch?" You scoff stepping closer to her

You do admit you had been getting closer to art, but he was kind, caring, and actually made effort to spend time with you.

"You cant leave me and expect me to follow behind you! You cant have your cake and eat it too!" You yell, angry tears brimming "Atleast art is actually there!"

𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟 '𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭

"Art is nothing!" She says stepping up to you "Im your family, i would kill for you! Would art?"

'In a heartbeat.', art thinks.

"Fuck this" you scoff, walking to get your stuff and leave the court.

"No y/n, you cant just walk away from this." She grabs your wrist turning you around "Whos it gonna be?" She asks

"What?" You breath out, baffled that shes even asking this question.

"You know what i mean y/n, whos it gonna be. Me or art?"

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈

Arts heart was beating faster than it ever has in his life. Who would you pick? His thoughts were cut short as you shoved past him while wiping your tears. Bumping in to him, you looked up to apologize.

"Fuck sorry- oh, art" you look at him, your eyes being full of nervousness and sadness. "Did you hear that?" You ask nervously, fidgetting with the ends of your tennis skirt.

He nods softly, confirming your worries. The silence that followed, making you uneasy. Breaking the silence he spoke up.

"I would do anything for you, you know that right?" He spoke, hoping you would believe him. He would do anything for you. He couldnt let tashi get in the way of you guys. Not now, not after everything.

𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨-𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞

Slowly, you nod sniffling.

"Ill see you around art." You try to smile, walking away. Left alone with your thoughts. Now you were faced with the hardest choice you'd ever had to make. Art or tashi?

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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑! 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒' 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐇𝐂𝐒

🎀18+ MDNI🎀

☆Def shotguns with you when smoking. The buzz of the weed and anticipation of your lips not quite touching as he blows smoke into your mouth, it makes his brain go brrr.

☆only rolls for you using cherry rolling papers, he cant have his pretty girl using anything but the best

☆Hates taking you on deals. Hates it when the guys gawk at you. I mean how could they not with you looking like the prettiest pinup doll

☆Loves dressing you up and picking out your clothes

☆also loves tying bows in your hair

☆taking you shopping is a MUSTT

☆loves buying you stuff, knowing he can always take care of you and give his favorite girl what she needs

☆def smokes while fucking you, hence the shotgunning. The way you feel and the high the weed gives him is unmatched

☆got hard as a rock when you asked if you could tie a bow on it

☆bows on everthing, wad of cash? Bow on it, his bicep? Bow on it, his dic-

☆takes you EVERYWHERE, he deals with some bad people so he doesnt like leaving you by yourself

☆gets jealous sooo bad, like let a guy look at you a second too long and its going down

☆saves up money to eventually buy a place for the both of you

☆late night drives when he needs a stress reliever (road head + fucking in the car while its raining)

☆always sitting in his lap (like a bunny)

☆plans to spend the rest of his life with you

☆LOVE LOVE LOVES when you give him hickey or leave scratch marks. Making it known his yours and vice versa. Like people to know whos making you feel good.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk 🩷🤭

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 (T. DUNCAN, A. DONALDSON, P. ZWEIG)

𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

Apart of my fic "born stunna" and p2 to my fic "why you do the things you do"

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Art Donaldson x fem! Reader, patrick zweig x fem! Reader, tashi duncan x fem! Reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ MDNI,smut (edging, choking, bondage, being called a brat), angst, language, age gap (early 30's tashi, pat, and art early 20's reader) manipulative reader (wolf in sheeps clothing), sugar! Baby reader!, cheating, comfort sex with patrick and reader.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: y/n goes home after hanging out with patrick, to which tashi and art scold her. What happens when patrick decides he cant get enough and goes to her match the next day. Arising conflict. Enjoy!! 🎀🩷

THANK YOUU TO MY GIRL @doll-0f-flesh FOR HELPING ME OUT IMMENSELY

Y/n learned from a very young age that she could get whatever she wanted. Growing up the golden girl with daddies money. All she need to do was flash her million dollar smile and she was in. That didnt mean she didnt work hard. No, she worked harder. Why use a minimum of your abilites to get something when you can get anything.

She was smart, ambitious, power hungry, always wanting more. She was good at using things to her advantage. A rich scholar and outstanding tennis player. Tennis was almost everything. Playing since 13, getting a scholarship to stanford at 17, going pro by 19, getting signed to NIKE a year later, and being coached by one of the best tennis players by 21.

Tashi and art have been coaching her for 2 years. Her now being 23. The word failure wasnt in her dictionary. It wasnt win or lose, just win. And tashi loved that. Tashi also loved her. And so did art. They both found themselves falling in love with her 3 months into coaching. To which they decided to go on a limb and make her theirs.

"Where the fuck were you" tashi spits out, walking towards y/n as she puts her keys on the counter.

"Taking a drive, i told you this before i left." Y/n rolls her eyes. "Dont roll your fucking eyes at me." Tashi says putting her finger in y/n's face. "When you said 'drive'" tashi airquotes "i didnt think you meant come home two fucking hours later! You have a fucking match tomorrow y/n!" tashi yells

Turning her head, y/n see's art leaning against the doorway, arms crossed with a dissapointed look on his face.

"Were you with patrick?" Art speaks up, walking towards her. Now its tashi and art infront of her. By the she gives him, the answers clear. "You fuck him?" He asks, walking behind her. Moving her hair out of the way and placing slow kisses on her neck. He already knew she did. He just asked to mess with her. "Course you did" tashi scoffs, gripping y/n's jaw.

"You know whats gonna happen now right?" Tashi asks, recieving a nod from y/n.

"Tashi please" y/n pleads, arms tied above her head. Tashi's strap hitting all the right places.

"Why'd you fuck him huh?" Tashi ask gripping her neck, though not enough to restrict any airflow. To be met with incoherent mumbles. Squeezing harder she asks again "fucking answer me" she gritts out, using her other hand to slap y/n's cheek. Not hard, just a tap.

"Mmm, cus y'were being mean" y/n babbles "bein too hard on me with tennis." She moans, getting closer to her climax.

"so you're telling me you did this cause you were being a whiny brat?" Tashi scoffs, pulling out. Ruining her orgasm for the second time tonight.

Letting out a pitiful whine y/n begs "tashi please, i just wanna cum" tears starting to brim. Turning her head to try another tactic. Locking eyes with art as he sits in a chair in the corner of the room. "Art" she whines, hoping he'll help tashi go easy on her.

"Nuh uh brat, hes not gonna help you" tashi spits, lining up her fake cock with y/ns entrance, slaming into her. Standing up, art walks over to the bed. Sitting behind y/n, pulling her to rest her back against his chest. Trying to lessen the blow, kissing her neck, fingers groping her front softly. The softness of his touch contrasting with the roughness of tashis.

It was gonna be a long night.

𝑮𝑨𝑴𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝒀

Stepping out of the car, y/ns nerves are all over the place. She knows she cant lose. If she did, they would blame it on patrick and what happend yesterday. She would never hear the end of it.

Now here she is, stepping out of the locker room. Stretching and getting ready for the match to start. She doesnt see art or tash. But she knows they see her. She feels a weird presence. Like someones watching her. Turning to look behind her she sees...oh shit. Patrick.

Locking eyes with her he send i small wave and smile. Why the fuck was he here? Did he want tashi and art to kill him?

She couldnt let him throw her off her game. Not win or lose, just win.

The match is almost over, y/n dominating the court. Walking her opponent like a dog.

"oh fuck no" tashi scoffs

"What? What happened?" Art asks, worried something happened with you.

"Patricks here" tashi shakes her head in disbelief "the fucking nerve on him".

Watching him get up to go to the bar, they stand up to follow. If he thought he was just gonna get away with this, he was sorely mistaken.

"Patrick" art calls out, him and tashi walking towards pat. "Why the fuck are you here" tashi narrows her eyes.

"Woah guys, dont get your panties in a twist" patrick chuckles "just here to support my girl" he smiles.

Oh no the fuck he didnt.

"you mean OUR girl" tashi spits "what on gods green fucking earth made you think you could go for her. None the less, come here."

"we already told you yesterday, dont ever try coming for her again. Are you trying to get us mad?" Art says

"Dont-" patrick begins, getting cut off by y/n

"Where the fuck have you guys been" y/n speaks, her words laced with venom "you missed my whole fucking game"

"We're handling something" tashi dismisses her

"Handling something, or being petty"

"Dont act like you didnt start this" tashi turns to y/n

"If i upset you then talk to me about it, dont scold me like a fucking child and pick a fight with patrick"

"Guys-" art tries to calm them down

"If you didnt act like one i wouldnt have to" tashi retorts

"you know what, fuck this." Y/n scoffs, reaching into her tennis bag "i hope you're happy to hear that i fucking won" she says, shoving her medal into tashis hands. "Dont even bother taking me home, im calling an uber" y/n turns around and walks away.

Tashi and art felt like shit. The whole car ride home being completely silent. Tashi staring at the medal and art driving, thoughts swarming his head. When they got home, y/n was no where to be found. Her keys and car gone , everything else still there.

They called out her name, looking everywhere. They didnt think the fight couldve had affected her to the point where she just went MIA. Calling and texting her countless times. Only to be met with the call going straight to voicemail. Meaning one of two things, they were blocked or her phone was on airplane mode. Both bad scenarios since it meant she didnt want anything to do with them.

The only one who knew where she was, was patrick. She didnt go far, just to some hotel. He was the only person she answered the phone to. She knew he wasnt the one who started it, since he explained what happend. Now here she was, crying into the bed as he rubbed her back soothingly.

He had never seen her cry, unless it was tears of pleasure or joy. Tears of pleasure when he made her feel good. And tears of joy when she won. It broke his heart.

Making her sit up, he cupped her face and spoke "what you thinking about pretty girl" he said softly, brushing her hair out of her face. "Dont wanna talk about it" she sighs "can you just...hold me?" Without skipping a beat he pulled her into a hug and sooths her. This had been the most intimate moment theyve had.

"Just wanna forget" she sniffled

Moving to kiss her neck, he whispers "can i help you forget?"

Sighing, she nodded. She needed this, and he needed her to know that he was always there. Whether art and tashi wanted him to be or not.

When tashi said patrick had no dreams she was wrong, soso wrong. Because he did have a dream. And it was y/n. She was all he wanted, all he needed.

She was arts star, tashis winner, and patricks dream.

His dream, his fantasy, his happily ever after.

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄 (Art Donaldson)

SFW blurb!!

Dating tashi while art YEARNS for you. Like him being DOWN to the ground bad for you but not making a move cause he doesn wanna upset tashi.

Seeing her push you away for tennis breaks his heart. He knows he would treat you better. He knows its bad when you start showing up in his dreams. Hes met with sadness when he wakes up, realizing it wasnt reality.

Thats when he starts getting closer to you. Too close. Walking you to class, tennis practice, having lunch with you, movie nights. Spending more time with you than your own girlfriend does.

One night, when you show up to his dorm crying and venting about tashi. He realizes, this isnt a normal crush. No, its so much more. It love. He loves you. Shit, is all he thinks while you rant about not seeing tashi in a week, her being too focused on tennis.

Thats when he makes the biggest mistake. Leaning in and kissing you. But then... youre kissing back? This is when he comes to a conclusion. Fuck tashi, fuck her keeping you from him, and fuck her not treating you like the queen you are. He will. No matter what.

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𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 (T. Duncan)

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Tashi Ducan x Fem! Reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ MDNI, implications of sex, tashi cheating art, language, small angst.

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: Y/N knows its wrong to do these things with tashi since shes married. But what happens when y/n tries to break it and meets up with tashi one last time on newyears, for closure.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: Im sorry this is so short 😭

Y/N knew this was wrong. Tashi was married for godsake! But she couldnt stop. The feeling tashi gave her was too good to give up. Until now.

Y/n broke it off, for good this time. Or atleast she thought she did. There was many failed attempts. But now, it was final. Atleast it was. Again, until now.

It was muscle memory at this point, getting the same text, going to the same hotel, going to the same room. The sound of fireworks a new edition.

Standing infront of the door, reading the gold plate that read '3B1'. She thought about turning around and going back home, but she was already there, so why stop now. Lifting her fist, knocking at the door, she sighed. This was just closure

Hearing tashis footsteps she grew nervous. Reapeating the same words in her head. 'This is the last time, this is the last time, this is the-' her thoughts were cut short as tashi opened the door.

"Hey baby" she spoke softly while smiling as y/n walked through the door. Closing the door, tashi grabbed her face and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Happy new years baby, i missed you" tashi pulls away, smile on her face.

"I missed you too tash" y/n giggled, smiling like a fool in love. Fuck, like a fool in love. She cant be in love. Especially with a married woman.

Pushing y/n gently on her back, tashi spoke while unbuttoning her top. "Show me how much" tashi smirked

Y/n blurred the lines between love and lust. Y/n layed her head on tashis chest. Listening to the soft thump of tashis heart. Y/n knew tashi would never leave art for her. He was her only way in. But she could hope. Maybe one day, right?

"You know i love you right?" Tashi looked down at y/n, stroking her hair. That was it. That restored y/ns hope. Y/n nodded, looking at tashi then turning back to look at the golden fireworks outside their window.

"Happy new years pretty girl" tashi kissed the top of y/ns head. "Happy new years tash" y/n sighed happily. This wasnt the last time.

Maybe there was still hope, right?

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Teaser for my upcoming fic "playing dangerous"

Read here!

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Theo nott needs a hispanic gf that speaks spanish to match his italian

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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐅

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𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐀

Art and Tashi having an infatuation with Pro! Tennis player reader. Offering to coach her when she starting to move up in the tennis world. Her reminding tashi of herself when she was in standford. Always having her way.

Moodboard for my upcoming fic, "Born Stunna"

𝑩𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘. 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐. 𝑶𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒐? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.

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