#likedovesinthewindd

[likedovesinthewindd]

fancy dress dinner — f. catton

The night air always felt warm at Saltburn. It was no different tonight, as you made your way to the pond by the estate. Still dressed in your finest from the night's dinner as your heels scrunched against the dry grass. The portable radio Felix brought along swinged with every step he took; static filling the silence until it found the perfect area and the music continued.

"What are we doing here?" you asked as you watched Felix place the radio on the ground and take of his suit jacket. "Going for a swim," he said with a smile, by now in the process of unbuckling his belt. You hummed. "I don't have my swimsuit?"

"Then swim in your underwear. Or naked," he added with a smirk, now only standing in his boxer briefs, waiting for you to strip. When you were down to your underwear, you made your way into the water. The water was wonderfully cool against your skin, a juxtaposition to the warm air.

"Are you enjoying Saltburn?" Felix asked after a few moments. "Yes," you replied, "everyone's so...nice." That made him scoff before he decided to make his way to you. "I'm glad you could come, y'know," he said after a while before kissing you. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his snaked around your waist, before deftly lifting you so that your legs wrapped around his waist.

He broke the kiss to give you a chance to catch your breath, entranced by the way your chest rose and fell with every rapid breath and how plump and kiss-bitten your lips looked; inviting him back for a second taste. He had one of those dopey smiles on his face that made the corners of his eyes crinkle and you couldn't help but smile as well, sighing happily. "My pretty girl. All mine," he breathed before kissing you again, this time with a new vigor and sense of urgency.

"You didn't tell us you guys were going skinny dipping," Farleigh's voice rang from a distance. You reluctantly broke the kiss, turning around to find him and Venetia making their way to the pond, also still dressed and Venetia with a bottle of champagne in hand and a smile. You could feel Felix groan against the skin of your collarbone, his nose poking into the divot there and tickling you. You kissed the top of his still-wet hair before making your way out the water.

[wavyinterludee]

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[kaylasficrecs]

peter parker recs - part 2

shy frat!peter | au, imagine, fluff | @webslingingslasher

baby me | tasm, drabble, fluff | @p3terparker

twenty-bucks | imagine, flangst | @deathbyathousandspiders

likes having you close | imagine, fluff | @sacharinee

hospital heart monitor | imagine, fluff (bit of angst) | @parkerpeter24

no need to hide it | one shot, flangst (more fluff) | @spider-man-199999

best friends couch cuddles | two shot, fluff | @deathbyathousandspiders

stacked against you | tasm, imagine, fluff | @delicate-dorothea

meeting at the grave | imagine, flangst (more angst) | @electrosspidey

apologies | imagine, flangst | @bruh--wtf

hurt | one shot, flangst | @just-jordie-things

so cold | one shot, flangst | @just-jordie-things

i'll keep your brittle heart warm | au, imagine, fluff | @darling-im-wonderstruck

open arms | tasm, drabble, fluff | @delicate-dorothea

only you | imagine, flangst | @ivyquill

you're a very good kisser | drabble, fluff | @ddejavvu

reader thinks she's ugly | imagine, flangst | @selfcarecap

just so you know | imagine, fluff | @literaila

eventually | imagine, angst | @peterthepark

chilly | imagine, fluff | @presleyanswrites

2:54 am | tasm, one shot, soft flangst | @likedovesinthewindd

where'd you get your medical degree | tasm, imagine, fluff | @literaila

soothing | insomniac, drabble, comfort flangst | @multi-fandom-imagine

i'll be right there, sweetheart | tasm, imagine, flangst | @urrockstar-xe

mastermind | imagine, fluff | @moonstruckme

the mechanics of a soul | imagine, fluff | @irndad

two normal arms | one shot, fluff | @waitimcomingtoo

angel unaware | one shot, trifecta (fluff/smut/angst) | @silkscream

making out for hours | drabble, fluff | @ptergwen

physics and english teacher love affair | insomniac, imagine, fluff | @certifiedlovergirlsstuff

azalea | two shot, flangst | @writings-of-a-hufflepuff

spidey senses | one shot, flangst | @forever-rogue

not so innocent | imagine, fluff | @spider-quackson

far from home, far from you | one shot, flangst (more angst) | @neverlandparker

your kiss, my check | au, imagine, flangst | @hollandweather

shy shy shy | tasm, imagine, fluff | @biblio-smia

identity crisis | one shot, fluff | @heliads

kissing reader any chance he gets | tasm, drabble, fluff | @madwcman

just hold me | drabble, flangst (comfort!) | @oneawkwardwriter

snap | imagine, flangst | @tomholland1996simp

it's supposed to be fun, turning 21 | imagine, flangst | @loverwebs

only you | imagine, flangst | @devotion

i can see you | one shot, fluff | @waitimcomingtoo

peter thinks he's slick | imagine, fluff | @weird-is-life

night in | imagine, fluff | @blissfulparker

come home | tasm, imagine, flangst (more angst) | @dameronology

worth it | drabble, fluff | @miley1442111

come in with the rain | one shot, flangst | @pasukiyo

be here for her | au, imagine, angst (comfort!) | @lovelettersforthedamned (tw)

promise | imagine, flangst | @shayyprasad (tw)

[liseytopia]

i get everyone had their cute little itsv / atsv phase and moved on but i'm still head over heels fucking obsessed. i jumped around other fandoms for a few months but in the end i'll always come back to spiderverse. atsv came out in june, i'm still emotionally attached and it's NOVEMBER. i miss the spiderverse fandom and i want it to come back because i'm still obsessed and all my fave creators MOVED ONNNN!!! ughh cultrise & likedovesinthewindd if you're seeing this please come back and make one last hobie brown fic ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

[softtdaisy]

Hi everyone and welcome to a new fic recs! You can clearly tell my heart has gone full f1 this month and oh my god what a wonderful journey it has been to read all those beautiful and amazing stories. As always, remember to reblog and/or comment your favorite fic, author needs support for their beautiful works 🤍 

SUMMER RECS | SEPTEMBER RECS  | OCTOBER RECS | NOVEMBER RECS | DECEMBER RECS |JANUARY RECS | FEBRUARY RECS  | MARCH RECS

* indicates work that contains nsfw contents

CHARLES LECLERC

La route vers toi by @pitlanepages​

Pretty visitors by @strawberrysainz​

Dogs of war series by @schuvries

A Dulcet evening by @f1daydreamers

Wildest dreams by @maseyfilms

Shoulder to lean on by @supersainz

For as long... by @ghoststann

Love affair (ft Arthur Leclerc) by @thatsdemko​ *

Positive by @fleetwooods​

Starry Night by @kiwisa

A kiss, a cake, a flight and a heart attack by @hey-kae

Attention for you by @micksfilms *

For the last time by @kaihavertzfc

It’s called love by @racinggirl

Summertime happiness by @thatsdemko​

LEWIS HAMILTON

Stupid Love by @kiwisa​

MICK SCHUMACHER

You are in love by @thatsdemko

In between by @bharlesbeclerc

Sweet nothing by @bharlesbeclerc​

I love you by @vamossainz55​

A Vettel and a Schumacher walk into a bar by @monzabee

This is what it feels like by @formulakatya

Birthday flowers by @shaarlslec

Cherry Flavour? by @paddockbunny

Slow down by @formulakatya​

PIERRE GASLY

Where do we go now by @estevries​

Close by @uchi5s​

Jealousy, jealousy by @thatsdemko

Shamless by @f1version *

DANIEL RICCIARDO

Getaway car by @silverstonesainz​

MAX VERSTAPPEN

Blissful ignorance by @supersainz​

STEVE HARRINGTON

A sunny day by @likedovesinthewindd

Why don’t you ever date? by @cherrrygirl

EDDIE ROUNDTREE

(I’ll never be) your beast of burden by @coneyislandbabey

[vickyzangels]

% mini fic recommendations

a/n ; ok so i KNOWW this isn’t a fic but maybe if i drop this and run it’ll distract you guys while i rip my hair out trying to force myself to finish my wips but for now take (AND APPRECIATE 👁️👁️) gorgeous gorgeous writings i’ve recently accumulated based off fleeting hyperfixations even if that means digging into very old hastags

🥝 - includes smut, 🥥 - multiple parts

# hobie brown (spiderman: across the spiderverse) ;

-> nail polish by: @mcondance 🥝

-> hobie w an awkward girl by: @likedovesinthewindd 🥥

-> selfish by: @szasfuckingwife 🥝

-> unlikely clash by: @hobie-enthusiast 🥥

-> opposites attract by: @mochifilm

# connor (detroit: become human) ;

-> gray area by: @uncouth-the-fifth 🥝🥥

# tate langdon (american horror story) ;

-> oujia board by: @taintandviolent 🥝

# steven grant (moonknight) ;

-> cock therapy by: @whatthefishh 🥝

a/n ; i’ll do another one of these next time i procrastinate

[dinasmoon]

— WILL YOU CRY?

︵︵͜⏜͜︵ ⋆ ୨ I HATE HOW I LOVE YOU ୧ ⋆⏜͜︵︵͜

⇢paring: ellie williams x reader

— ᰔ↝ summery: Ellie has changed after the death of Joel and not for the better. Over the years it only got worse to the point that you slowly was leaving her

— ♡. warnings Joel's death, depression, mention drinking, shitty end cuz I'm too lazy makes serious one, Ellie n reader has been together since before Joel's death, real toxic relationship (thats all I think)

— ꕺ↝ inspo songs— exile by taylor swift, will you cry? by gracie abrams

a/n: not proofread, a lil drabble of 500-ish words, i hope you enjoy angels!! ︵͜⏜͜︵︵͜⏜͜︵⏜͜︵︵͜⏜͜︵︵͜⏜͜︵

When you saw ellie again your heart was filled with the blues. All beat up on the floor, bleeding and bruised. In that moment you know what it meant. You knew you had lost her, in that very moment you knew. But you were latching on to something that didn't exist. The Ellie you knew, was forced to an painful death, without really dying. She was there, present, barley. Her eyes holding a deep sorrowful and detached emotion. You had spent years with her now, years and nothing changed. Your love was long gone and so was Ellie.

Her actions had no meaning to them. Broken mirrors with the frustrations her heart had. She was gone. You were sleeping with a stranger. Every word she'd say felt an echo to your words, like you were talking and she was repeating it but louder, emptyier. And when the nights would be the worst, she'd be panicking talking babbling giving you a heartache the size of the world. You know how people say that, after losing someone you don't really move on, you just accept it but don't let it consume you. Not for Ellie, she was stuck in a loop of Joel's death.

The first period was the most difficult time, Ellie was barley sleeping and when she did she was relieving Joel's death. You had found her in the middle of the night, sleep walking, crying and mumbling about something you can't for the life of you make out. Things were really dark for a while.

But you thought it was something that was going to leave her, something temporary. But by the years you realized she it was a part of her, slowly eating at her, making her a bitter liar. She would say she's getting "better" lying her teeth off. Your name coming out of her mouth barley sounded as your name. After a year and a half the fighting started. First it was just Ellie throwing tantrums over trivial things that never bothered her before.

yearning for a past that has been destroyed. You understand Ellie, so you never argued back. Conflict was your weakness, you hated conflict. But after a while it became a regular thing, a routine.

the breaking point was when ellie turned agressive, drinking and cursing making you wish you never had met her in the first place. The silence between you was louder than anything you've ever experienced, heart breaking and healing itself. The longer you were in this, the more fragile you felt but it also turned you stronger. Her words didn't make you cry yourself to sleep anymore. You knew that this relationship was ending.

🌊tags: @princesspookieforevs @xioriae @likedovesinthewindd

[aleluvsuu]

Spiderverse fic recs !

Miles Morales

earth!42 miles x plus size reader @shipperssafehaven

doing earth!42 miles hair @spider-pvnk

sleepover earth!1610 miles @luvjunie

movie night earth!1610 miles @lqveharrington

somethin' soft for someone tough earth!42 miles @kombuuuu

soccer troubles earth!1610 and earth!42 miles @berriweb

ice skating with miles earth!1610 miles @luvjunie

te pertenezo, mi amor earth!1610 miles @moralesie

classmate earth!42 miles @axeoverblade

solace earth!1610 miles @cyberg4n

calling earth!1610 miles @carpecaelo

kisses with miles earth!42 miles @mysemantics

sing it for me earth!42 miles @juneberrie

Hobie Brown

labels @autumn-hiraeth

where's my love @autumn-hiraeth

back scratch imagine @spider-pvnk

honour @love-bitesx

stubborn @love-bitesx

spider kisses @kombuuuu

hobie brown x insecure!reader @autumn-hiraeth

comforting reader after a long day @likedovesinthewindd

crafting dates with hobie @bruisedboys

hobie with a pink!gf @redstarwriting

hobie x flirty!reader @spyder-junkie

jammin' out @junewritesstuff

real @redstarwriting

california @autumn-hiraeth

not a morning person @famwhy

family business @fishsticksloser

promise - laufey @zackolanternzz

pretty boy @gh0stsp1d3r

guitars and stolen jewelry @wingedsirens

Gwen Stacy

i don't like dorks @kombuuuu

sleep @fish-eat-fish

gwen x "thief" reader @unluckiestmember

matching tooth gaps @spxdxrpxnk

dr. gwen stacy @lu-vin-it

relationship hcs @dearsnow

comforting gwen @kairiscorner

Pavitr prabhakar

only you @kombuuuu

made for eachother @uramakimochi

stu(dating) @pinpurin

luscious locks @scarthefangirl

dating hcs @hearts4hobie

Miguel O'hara

useless promisses @planetspiderzz

platonic!miguel x daughter-like!reader @pearlsandcoconuts

[akairawrites]

✩𝐴𝑘𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑎’𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦

Welcome to my library! These are stories from other writers that I think you should check out if you haven’t already.

| 𝑀𝐶𝑈

sᴛᴇᴘʜᴇɴ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ

➤ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴀsᴋ -ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1 @brunchable

| 𝐸𝑢𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎

ꜰᴇᴢᴄᴏ

➤ ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ ꜰʟᴀᴠᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡʀᴀᴘs @stxrkiss

➤ sᴛᴜɴᴛɪɴ’ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ @likedovesinthewindd

➤ ʜᴜɢs ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀʟᴇʀ @bubblegumspacebxtch

➤ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ’s ᴀᴡᴀʏ @unhoelyplaces

➤ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ, ᴍᴀ @onlyfezco

➤ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ɢɪʀʟ @jeyramarie

➤ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴏʀs @no-fate-but-what-we-make

ᴇʟʟɪᴏᴛ

➤ ᴜɴᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ @cryonme

| 𝑃𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟

ᴀɴᴅʀᴇᴡ ɢᴀʀꜰɪᴇʟᴅ

➤ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀᴘᴏsᴛ @loeyparker

| 𝑋-𝑀𝑎𝑛

ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ʜᴏᴡʟᴇᴛᴛ

➤ʙʟᴀsᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ @lune-hime

➤ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ 𖤹

| 𝐷𝐶𝑈

ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ ᴡᴀʏɴᴇ

➤ ᴡᴀs ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɪᴛ? @elletheactualmenace

ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴅᴅ

➤ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ @urmoonlightbebe

➤sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴀᴅɪᴀ ᴀᴜ! Pt2 Pt3 @eyeheartboobiez

➤“ʜᴇʏ, ɪᴛs ᴏᴋᴀʏ. ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ sᴀꜰᴇ ɴᴏᴡ.“ @iriascend

ᴅɪᴄᴋ ɢʀᴀʏsᴏɴ

➤ ɪ’ʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs @thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels

➤ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴜʀs @agentofkrypton

| 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟

ᴏʟɪᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴏᴅ

➤ᴄ’ᴇsᴛ ᴍᴀɢɴɪꜰɪɢᴜᴇ @wondernimbus

| 𝐴𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟

Nᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ

➤ᴛo ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ @ghoul-bonez

| 𝑇𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

ᴊᴀsᴘᴇʀ

➤ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏɴ @junkdrawerfics

[likedovesinthewindd]

request: I wanted to request a Farleigh Start x fem reader. Where they are both American and he asks that she helps him with an essay. During the process, he starts having feelings for her because of her honesty towards him but she doesn’t realize it until he says it out loud.

★ tags: @darkeyesshine

You were surprised when Farleigh had initially approached you for help on an essay. You knew him, not personally, but the two of you attended tutorials under the same tutor, and before that, you've seen him around campus plenty of times, usually accompanied by his plethora of friends.

You were, however, not at all surprised when he hadn't shown up the next day as he promised. You checked the time on your wristwatch; thirty something minutes passed since you had arrived at the library. You couldn't say it was uncommon for him, considering he wasn't exactly known for his punctuality or perfect attendance, but you'd be dammed if he was going to waste your time when he was the one who needed your help.

You huffed in annoyance, beginning to pack away your books and call it a day when you noticed Farleigh's tall figure appeared from behind one of the bookshelves, eyes darting around until he saw you sitting by one of the long tables. He took a seat at the chair next to yours rather than the one across from you as he started rummaging through his bag.

"You're late," you said, reopening your books and trying not to show too much irritation at his tardiness and still remain cordial. "So sorry ma'am. Won't happen again, ma'am," he said sarcastically as he dropped his books on the table with a loud thud before sighing. "But in all seriousness, I really am sorry. So, uh, shall we start?"

To his credit, he stayed true to his promise (kinda) and would always be early enough for your sessions, most days looking like death itself due to a previous night of partying or studying. Farleigh was actually very smart; people always seemed to forget that considering strings had to be pulled to get him into Oxford due to his past behavior and poor choices. You still liked him, though, and had grown used to his sarchotic personality and the playful banter that came with it.

He himself had grown quite fond of you, too. He liked that you never spared him his own verbal lashings and never sugar-coated anything; whether it was critique on his writing or telling him he wasn't going to see 30 with the way he needed a smoke break every five minutes.

Today was the last session before he was to submit his work for moderation, and as you read through his work for the last time, you could feel his eyes burning holes into the side of your head. You chalked it down to him being really eager to get all of this over with.

"It looks really good," you smiled as you slid the file back to him. You were half expecting him to simply take the file and be on his way with a half-assed thank you thrown your way, but he actually seemed very grateful for your efforts. "I owe you one," was the last thing he said before he was already halfway across the library. Later that night, he would be at your dorm room door with a gift bag in hand.

"A thank you gift," he smiled as you took the bag from him. "It wasn't necessary, but thank you," you said. "It definitely was," he argued, "You saved my ass."

"I also kinda wanted a reason to come and tell you about Anabel's little get-together tomorrow night. The Christmas party?" he added. "I know about it. And I heard its invite only," you said, crossing your arms. "That's why I'm telling you. I'm inviting you," he said very matter-of-factly. "Why do you want me to go, don't you have friends?"

"Are we not also friends?" he said, sighing when your eyebrows knit together in confusion. "C'mon, are you really gonna make me beg?"

"No, I don't mind going with you, I just didn't think you liked me that much," you said truthfully. "Well, I do like you. I really like you," he said with a smile. "Tomorrow night. Seven," he added before he was gone.

[shinydixon]

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[liseytopia]

not to be sappy, but since i'm almost at 50 followers (yes i know it's not a lot but it is to me) i wanted to thank everyone who's ever supported me and interacted with my posts! it means so much to me that people genuinely enjoy reading my work and talking w me. thank you again!!

thank you to all my moots <3 : @littleacrxbat @roxxstarrrr @70spunkstars @likedovesinthewindd @wife-of-all-dilfs

thank you to my most supportive followers <3 : @mee-iykyk @hobieszeze @m0cha-bunny @reidsslutywaist @myylleessss

[likedovesinthewindd]

PLEASE i BEG the farleigh girlies are STARVING

I HEAR YOU POOKS !!! I have so many ideas omgg but tbh I'm lazy lmao but here's a little something while I get my shit together (fem!reader)

"I would kill for a sandwich right now," you mumbled as you rested your head against Farleigh's shoulder (or more realistically the very top of his arm) as the two of you made your way back to campus. Even after a full night you could still smell small traces of his cologne, the bergamot invading your senses and making you dizzier than you already were. You closed your eyes with a sigh, trusting Farleigh to lead you as you stumbled on your feet blindly.

He only hummed in agreement next to you, one hand holding onto your heels as the other found its place inside the back pocket of your jeans, his thumb mindlessly tracing the embroidery on the outside.

A night out with Farleigh and his friends always ended in one (or both) of you way beyond happily buzzed. Tonight was no exception as you huffed at the sight of stairs that led to your dorm room. The two of you struggled your way up the small flight till you were standing outside your door.

"You wanna stay the night? My roommate's at her boyfriend's for the weekend," you asked as he handed you your keys from his pocket. "I'd love to, but I've got a full day tomorrow. Classes and shit," he said, smiling at the pout on your face. He mimicked it, pursing his lips playfully before placing a kiss to yours. That only opened the floodgates, and you placed your hands on either side of his face to prevent him from pulling away and to deepen the kiss.

He accepted it gladly, soft lips molding themselves to yours as his hands rested on your hips to pull you impossibly closer. You were preening, relishing in the heat that radiated from him. The kiss continued for a few moments, both of you getting more and more lost in each other until it caught up to him that you were still outside in the half-lit hallway. He pulled away reluctantly, smiling at the annoyed whine that left your mouth.

"Stay the night," you tried again, hands migrating to his chest as you absent-mindedly rubbed ofter the material of his shirt. "I can't," he said, voice filled with remorse. He ducked his head to where your hands rested on his chest. Your eyes weren't on him, but focused on your hands till another whine left your mouth.

"I broke my nail," you frowned, turning your hand towards him to show the broken nail. "Aww," he cooed, voice dripping with faux sympathy. He brought the hand closer to him, placing a kiss to your finger. His lips moved to the inside of your palm, placing a few more kisses there and to your wrist before placing a final kiss to your mouth.

"I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" he said softly, watching you nod begrudgingly before finally turning the key in your door to unlock it. You two exchanged your last goodnights before he was stumbling down the hallway and on his way to his own dorm.

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You'd think after spending the majority of your summer at Saltburn, you'd know your way around the lavish estate by now, but you still felt like a mouse in a maze.

You couldn't sleep, never really could when it always felt like someone or something was watching you; the ceiling paintings and hallway portraits keeping their eyes on your every move.

The cold air outside made you tighten your robe around your body as you made your way to one of the dozen concrete stairways that surrounded the building. You took a seat on one of the steps, digging around in the pockets of your robe in search of the small carton of cigarettes. You had gotten one out before you realized you didn't bring your lighter along, an annoyed huff leaving the corner of your mouth.

You hadn't even heard Farleigh walking your way until he plopped down next to you with a smile, handing you his lighter, which you accepted gratefully. He lit a cigarette of his own before turning his body towards you. "How'd you know I was outside?" you asked, tapping the end of your cigarette to dispose of the build-up of ash. He pointed up towards his bedroom window, curtains drawn halfway. You hummed before a silence fell over the two of you.

"So," Farleigh started, seemingly tired of the silence, "have you been enjoying Disneyland?" You huffed a laugh, shaking your head at his comparison. "I have. Especially the 'dress up for dinner' part," you joked, turning your head towards him. He wasn't looking at you, attention focused on the full moon that lit up the sky. You never thought much of Farleigh; he was funny and good company and sometimes a bit of a cunt. But right now, you couldn't help but realize how attractive he really is. "It gets boring after a while, trust me," he said, shifting his attention to you and giving you a smirk that made a similar smile tug at the corners of your mouth.

"You're quite pretty, Farleigh," you whispered, taking another puff of the nearly-done cigarette. His smile doubled in size, eyebrows raising in surprise. "I know," he snarked playfully before placing a hand on your upper thigh, giving it a tap. "Anywho, d'you wanna do something fun?" he asked, stubbing out his cigarette before straightening out his pajama pants and standing. "Like what?" He simply extended his hand, which you took as he led you back into the house.

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pookie!!! saw u are taking saltburn requests!!!!

thoughts on farleigh + reader with the same amount of snark as him?? like initially not being able to STOMACH each other & biting each other’s heads over (both ignoring felix’s groaned requests to “keep the peace”) and then being like…. wait why r u….kinda……

just that back and forth banter would be so good with him + ur WRITING!!! big smooches mwah

ugghh your mind!! love this and love you, sending smooches back ×100 !!! (fem!reader, wc: ±1700)

"I don't understand what's wrong?" you asked, briefly looking over your essay again before sparing your tutor a confused glance, waiting for his input instead. "There's nothing wrong with it," Farleigh's voice only deepened your frown, "It's just a little... loose."

"Loose?"

"Yeah, loose. You don't have a really strong argument," he continued, head resting in his palm as he peered at you from where he sat on the couch. "I'm sorry, but I don't agree with you. My argument is quite coherent right throughout," you said. "Maybe, but is it convincing?" he said, small smile on his lips that made your blood boil.

"Okay," you sighed softly, "How about your essay, Farleigh?" you asked, internally reveling at the way his cocky smile faltered. "I'm working on it," he huffed after a short pause. "Well until then, keep your comments to yourself."

"I was just trying to help," he retorted.

"Oh, screw you."

"Alright, I think we can end tonight's session early. Give you some time to finish up," your lecturer interrupts. "And give you, mister Start, time to actually begin?" he gives Farleigh a pointed look.

You hastily packed your things away before wordlessly making your way out. Your poor tutor must've been used to the two of yours constant arguing by now, seeing as that was how many of your sessions ended. You never saw eye to eye and the banter was stupid most of the time, but Farleigh had a way of getting under your skin like no one else could.

You were beginning to think he had some sort of personal vendetta against you, even though you really couldn't think of ways that you've wronged him in the past that deserved that sort of behavior. He loved embarrassing you, and as many times as you've tried to be the better person, you just couldn't help from slipping your own little comments, satisfaction only really gained when you managed to wipe the smug smile from his face.

Farleigh had completely spoiled your mood, and you figured the best way to forget about your day would be to go out for a few drinks. You definitely felt like a loser going to the pub alone but you wouldn't have been great company anyway. You however, very quickly regretted your decision when you saw the very source of your foul mood sitting by one of the tables causing a commotion as he often did. Felix saw him before he did, excitedly calling out to you and asking you to join them.

Farleigh wasn't as excited as the rest of the table at your presence, but you refused to let him ruin your night.

"Funny seeing you outside." Farleigh said, ashing his cigarette in the ashtay in the middle of the full table. "Why would it be funny?" you asked. He pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows. "You're just such a homebody, hardly see you anywhere," he said. "But it's probably for the best, right?" he added, and you already sensed a verbal lashings following. "You'll need all the extra study time if you're gonna keep up."

"Farleigh," Felix silently scolded, but by now your heart was already beating in your ears, irritation setting deep inside your chest and making you feel hot with rage.

You bit the inside of your cheek. "You always seem to forget that you got into Oxford on favors," you said, watching the way the corner of his mouth twitched, facade still holding strong. "I'm not the one partying my life away. If anyone needs extra study time, it's you." In retrospect, it probably was a low blow, but the ethical line was hardly visible when it came to Farleigh.

The silence at the table was all consuming, and Felix, like the godsend he was, decided to speak up and end the wordless staring competition between the two of you. "Okay, uhm, shots. We need shots," he said, everyone quickly agreeing with him. "C'mon Farleigh, come help me," he said, practically dragging the boy along with him.

From there it only got worse the more time the two of you spent together, which was quite frequently because you ran in the same circles. You were friends by chance, only really connected through Felix, who you've known for years. Your mothers were friends, and the two of you quickly became close through her visits to their sprawling estate, often dragging you along. You've met Farleigh through Felix, and though it was evident the two of you didn't get along, Felix was still determined to try and make it work.

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You were beyond relieved to be able to spend the summer away from uni and get a chance to breathe again without any academic stress. You had planned to visit your mother back home until Felix had asked you to come to Saltburn to spend the summer with them instead.

"C'mon," he tried, "Venetia will be so happy to see you again. And mum." You bit the inside of your cheek, contemplating his offer carefully. It wasn't an extremely difficult decision; the days at Saltburn served as some of the best memories you've ever made.

You certainly didn't regret accepting his offer either. The last few weeks have been amazing at the grand estate, exciting and overwhelming in the best way. It would've, however, been much better if Farleigh wasn't looming over you like a dark cloud. You genuinely tried to keep the peace, but he knew exactly how to aggravate you. You could see it was beginning to irritate everyone around you, especially Felix.

"Will this work for tonight?" you asked, smoothing your hand over the soft material of the dress. It was so easy to run out of appropriate attire when you had to give your best every night at Saltburn. Tonight was special, and although you weren't specially dressing up for the Henry's, you still didn't want to embarrass Elsbeth by being underdressed.

Venetia was lounging in the bed while you paced around the room. "You've already worn that dress," she said, making you huff. "I know," you whispered. "We can get something from my closet," she said as she stood up from the bed and made her way to you. "Or we can ask mum. Don't worry," she added with a smile.

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The dinner was kind of dull, the Henry to your left not nearly as entertaining as the one to Venetia's left judging by the quick glances she spared you every time one of his jokes fell flat. Every now and then, your attention would sneak over to Farleigh; a pensive look thredded between his furrowed brows when his eyes caught yours.

The highlight of your night was definitely after dinner, when sir Catton had suggested karaoke. You were quite amused by Henry's rendition as the lot of you watched as the man made a fool of himself. Farleigh took a seat next to you on the couch, sparing you a smile.

"You clean up nicely," he smiled, sparing a look down at your dress, the sparkly material reflecting the warm light from the fire. His hand ghosted over the necklace around your neck, fingers tracing over the small pendant. You prayed that he didn't notice the way your breath caught in your throat at the little bit of contact.

"Thanks," you answered, smoothing a hand over the lapel of his suit jacket. "You don't look too bad yourself." He only scoffed, eyes now focused on your hand as it retracted from his chest. You didn't spare him another look, attention refocusing on Henry's recital.

The whole affair was getting boring, and before you knew it, your thoughts were back to Farleigh, a question on your mind that you've been burning to ask him. "Can I ask you a question?" you turned, asking before you lost your confidence. He raised his eyebrow in interest, urging you to continue. "Why do you hate me?" you asked. The question caught him off guard, rendering him speechless for the first time since you've known him.

"I don't," he started before scoffing, "I don't hate you." You pursed your lips, shaking your head in disagreement. "You do. At least you act like you do." He only smiled, shuffling closer on the couch, face impossibly closer to yours as he gave you a once-over.

Even though the topic was quite loaded, it was ironically the calmest conversation the two of you have had in a long time. It was reminiscent of the time the two of you were younger and still getting to know each other. Somewhere along the line, something shifted, and he started treating you like shit. You only returned the favor.

"You weren't always this mean either," you added. His eyes still examined the expanse of your face; trailing down the slope of your nose and into the dip of your cupids bow. His attention made you feel self-conscious in a way, tongue poking out to wet your lips.

You had no reason to even feel self-conscious, but Farleigh had a special talent for making you feel small in his presence. Somewhere beneath the irritation and resentment hid a feeling that made warmth settle deep in your belly everytime you saw him. It's a feeling you only gave yourself the luxury of experiencing in the dead of the night when your thoughts were all that kept you awake. The overbearing anger would subside and then that funny feeling would settle over your body and deep inside your chest in a near painful way.

You never called it by it's name, too scared that if you did it would manifest itself and become reality. But now as the two of you sat on the couch, the cheering and singing fading into background noise as a pair of deep brown eyes stared into yours, you finally had to courage to admit it to yourself.

"I don't hate you," he repeated one more time, voice slightly breathless and a sullen look on his face. "On the contrary, actually." That made you laugh almost too loudly. "So what," you scoffed, "you act like a teenage boy and pick on me because you had a crush on me?"

He shrugged, the motion causing the refined material of his suit to rub against your arm. "Maybe I just wanted your attention," he smiled, placing a brief kiss to your cheek before briskly getting up from the couch to cut Henry's musical number short. You uncleanched your balled fists that were bunching up the expensive material of your dress, the tension leaving your body with a sigh once Farleigh's words register.