#west side story fics

[toto-dreamer]

TFW an author you love apparently deleted their existence from ao3 and this screenshot is literally all you have of them now

If anyone knows their socials please please please I need to know they still exist or something

[veryberryjelly]

i would stay forever

art donaldson x gn!reader

prompt ; 'wait, don't go, please'

[ please excuse the fact that i know nothing about tennis XD. also, my first attempt at any kind of smut !! ]

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

you could feel arts frustration from your place in the crowd.

this had been the match he had been most anxious about. and as much as you had assured him he could kick cole friedman's ass on the court, it didnt take away from the fact that the guy was good.

and that much was proved by the score of today's match.

c. friedman - 4

a. donaldson - 2

you watched as your boyfriend stalked off the court, heading through the doors and back into the building.

manoeuvring out of the rows of chairs was difficult when everyone was taking advantage of the break between matches to get drinks and go to the bathroom.

in other circumstances you would've been with your boyfriend a lot quicker. you knew how in his head he got after he lost a match and you wanted to be there before he could get himself into too deep a spiral.

you managed to push your way through the crowd to get to the changing rooms where you swiftly pushed the door open, immediately met with groans of protest from the few other players that you completely ignored.

you spotted a familiar mop of strawberry blonde hair and your legs carried you towards it.

the closer you got, the more details of your boyfriend revealed themselves to you, and the more your heart broke for him.

he was bent over on the bench, his head in his hands, his shirt discarded beside him showing off the bruises he often got from practicing.

" oh, pretty boy " you muttered quietly, moving to kneel infront of him and get his focus on you and get him out of his head.

your hands rested on his knees and the contact seemed to be the thing to grab his attention and bring it to you.

a weak smile twitched at his lips and his arms dropped to rest his hands ontop of yours.

your hands turned to grasp his in yours and you pressed a kiss to the back of his hand.

" you did so good, baby. 'm so proud of you " your voice was quiet enough to keep this conversation between the two of you, but you made sure art could hear your voice.

you needed him to hear you over the voices in his head.

a soft nod of his head and a squeeze of your hand was enough for you.

" c'mon, i'll take you back to my place " you stood from the floor, your hands remaining clutched in art's grip.

when he tilted his head up to meet your gaze you could feel your heart breaking for the boy infront of you.

after a quick kiss pressed onto his forehead, you walked out of the changing room, giving him a couple of minutes to collect his things and change if he wanted to.

you leant against the wall just outside, ignoring the few glances you got from the guys walking out of the changing room who had seen you waltz straight in.

but you didnt care about them, you cared about the boy who came out and his arm went straight around your shoulders.

it was almost a reflex for your arms to wind around his torso, and the looks from the guys coming out of the changing room didnt cease.

" ugh, get a room " you heard from one of the players which usually would elicit a soft laugh from you, but today you just unwound one of your arms from your boyfriend and began leading him towards your building.

the walk was short but by the time you both arrived outside your door you could practically feel the exhaustion radiating off the boy beside you.

once the for was open you moved swiftly inside and art fell down ontop of your bed with a soft *thud*

you walked straight into your bathroom and knelt down to turn on the tub.

you could only imagine the amount of pain art was in right now, both physically and mentally. to your knowledge he hadn't slept in over two days and every spare minute had been spent on the courts, practising.

you knew he needed to relax, now more than ever.

after adding a soak to the water along with some salts you made your way back to your room to coax art into the bathroom.

at the sight of him already curled up on your bed ready to sleep you almost caved and let him stay there, but you knew he would thank you for making him get up.

you could let him lay there for a few minutes while the bath filled up.

and you spent those few minutes perched on the edge of your bed with your fingers running through the small knots in his hair enjoying the way his muscles seemed to relax at your touch.

getting him into the bathroom took a little bit of convincing, namely including bribery in the form of little spoon cuddles with a movie.

you pulled him through the bathroom door and reached down to pull his shirt up over his head.

this routine was both usual and unusual. after a loss art was usually a bit down, and he's both end up in the bath or shower at one of your places before just relaxing with you the rest of the afternoon.

but with the loss, ontop of how exhausted he was, you didnt mind doing that little bit extra.

you turned to drop his clothes into your laundry hamper while he climbed into the bath and when you turned back to face him he was coming up from the water after wetting his hair.

you couldnt resist leaving a kiss onto his forehead.

" i'm gonna go and get us some food, i'll be back in a little bit " you said quietly, moving to stand before you were stopped by a hand on your wrist.

" wait, don't go...please " his voice was quiet, but the raw edge on his voice pained you.

you didnt need to be asked twice as you knelt down beside the tub again.

" ok, i won't go " there wasn't a question about it. if he wanted you to stay, you would stay.

his head rested back against the wall behind the tub and his gaze was locked on you.

" will you get in here " it wasnt a question so much as a request.

but you recognised the look in his eyes. a tired need that often appeared in the dark of night along with a quiet whisper of ' just need to be close to you '

who were you to deny his gorgeous baby blue's.

you released his hand to strip yourself of your clothes and drop them onto the laundry hamper across the bathroom.

art offered his hand out to you to help you into the water and you sank down onto your knees, your arms looping to wrap around his neck.

you hovered slightly in the water while art lined himself up at your entrance.

once you felt the head of his cock pushing you open, you sank down onto his lap, shivering slightly at the whimper that escaped his lips.

his hands moved to rest on your hips as you both got used to the feeling of him being inside you.

you could tell when he was settled because his head dropped back against the wall and his arms tightened slightly around you, pulling your chest against his.

his nose nudges at the side of your neck and you tilted your head to the side to press a kiss onto his damp skin.

" 'm so proud of you, sweetheart. y' did so well. " a soft mewl interrupted you when you felt him twitch inside you.

" keep talking t'me, baby " he rasped in your ear, his fingers digging into your hips a little.

a soft smirk twitched at your lips. you knew his intentions had been pure, but your words seemed to have tripped something in his head.

" i know you're so tired, handsome. haven't slept in days. i just want to take care of you "

as you continued, you felt yourself slowly rising and falling on his length at a pace that caused the water around you to create small waves up the side of the porcelain.

his whimpers spurred you on.

" y'gonna let me take care of you, baby? want to shut your pretty brain off for a little while ? "

his answer was almost instant

" yes, please sugar " his voice was rough against your skin and you could feel the movement of his lips against your shoulder.

" ok, pretty boy. just relax f'me " you hummed in his ear, your lips moving to pepper kisses from his shoulder up to the spot behind his ear that you knew drove him crazy, all the while never ceasing the movement in your hips.

you could feel yourself getting worked up alongside the boy beneath you, but you tried to focus your mind elsewhere.

this was about art.

you recognised the slight tensing in his shoulders and the stiffening of his neck and your last few movements against his hips were a little more vigorous, to the point where a bit of water splashed over the edge of the tub.

but it was worth it to hear the groan that rumbled in your boyfriends chest and erupted from his mouth as he finished, a recognisable warmth spreading in your stomach.

your hips slowed to an eventual stop and you remained entwined in each others limbs for a few minutes.

eventually you pulled your head back to look at the boy in your arms.

his eyes were half closed, his hair sticking to his skin. he was truly a vision.

with a soft kiss to his lips, you made that reluctant move to ease yourself off of art and out of the tub all together. you wrapped yourself in your robe and pulled the spare one off of the back of your door that exclusively belonged to art.

somehow the boy climbing out of the tub now seemed to be even more exhausted than the one you had found in the changing room, and yet he looked better.

he looked...calmer. less plagued by worry as he took the robe from you and slid it onto his arms.

his arms wrapped around your waist and held you close to his chest.

" thanks, gorgeous " he whispered before pressing a kiss to your neck.

" y'don't have to thank me. go put some clothes on, there's some of yours in my top drawer " you turned in his grip, practically ushering him out of the room so he could change and you could pee and give your hair a quick brush.

when you emerged from the bathroom you found your boyfriend in a pair of boxers and one of your t-shirts. not one you'd taken from him, one of yours.

this must be how he felt to see you in his clothes. if it was you were never going to stop wearing his shirts.

he had pulled your laptop from your bag and opened it up to netflix, ready to argue with you for the next five minutes about a movie and then cave and let you watch whatever you had suggested first. after changing into one of his t-shirts and some underwear, you deposited the robes back in the bathroom and crawled into bed beside him, laying your head down on his chest when he guided you into his side.

" so, what're we watching ?"

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y’all, let me know what you think. should i start writing more smut or cut my losses at this XD

[m00nchi16]

I’m taking requests!

I’m gonna start posting fics/one shots/smuts on here for yall so if you have any requests I’ll take em!

Fandoms I write for: X-men (2000s & prequels), criminal minds, smosh, challengers, west side story, hunger games, some celebs

(The main) People I’ll write for: Spencer Reid, Matthew gray gubler, Emily prentiss, Aaron hotchner, Jennifer jareau, Elle greenway, Art Donaldson, Rogue, Bobby Drake, Logan Howlett, Raven darkholme, Hank McCoy, Ian hecox, Courtney miller, Rachel zegler, Mike Faist, Maria (WSS), Riff (WSS), Lucy gray Baird, Peeta melark, Katniss Everdeen

This list is mainly full of people I personally love or know well personality wise but I’m open to doing others 🙏

Disclaimers: I will not be doing any cnc or anything like that due to my own trauma and will not write any rough smut or anything to do with children obviously, if you do put in a request just wait plz don’t continue to ask when it’ll be out that’s just kinda annoying (if it’s been like a month obviously you can ask about it but don’t do it like the day after or anything like that)

[sinofwriting]

The Sun Rises - Riff

Words: 376 Summary: Riff refuses to let her out of bed.

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She groaned as the sun hit her eyes, her body after years of waking up as the sun did had never failed her before, but she did wish it would wake her before the sun was up so high or so bright that blinded her when she first opened her eyes. With a sigh, she reaches across the mattress, resting her hand on Riff’s shoulder, before giving it a shake. “Wake up, Riff. It’s time to get up.” He mumbles into his pillow and she gives him another shake. “C’mon we both got work today.” He lifts his head from the pillow, “no.” the word is drawn out. “Yes.” She laughs. He grumbles, but turns onto his back.

Figuring that’s it, she throws the blanket off of herself, ready to get up for the day only for a body to roll on top of her.

“Nope.” Riff says, sounding a little more awake than before. “Riff.” She warns, trying to wriggle out from underneath his body. “We have work, I have work.” She corrects, knowing that Riff could give a crap about going to his construction job on time or at all today. It was Sunday, which meant it wasn’t mandatory for any of the boys to go. “Skip.” He mumbles, brushing his lips across the skin of her neck. “Jenkins will kill me.” “Jenkins, thinks the sun shines out of your ass, doll. I think he could forgive you for missing a measly Sunday.” She sighs, knowing that he did have a point. Jenkins was more sweet on her than any of the others. Reminded him of his granddaughter, she was pretty sure it was she got the job in the first place. “Fine. But, I’m not missing another day for the next three months, Riff.” She tells him, voice stern. “What you say now.” “Riff!” “I’m joking, I’m joking.” He laughs, rolling off of her but intertwining their fingers to keep some contact between them. “Now rest your eyes for a bit more. I’ll make you breakfast when the birds stop singing.” “The birds never stop singing.” “At nine then, when people should actually be up.” She lets out a mumble, but closes her eyes, relaxing further into the bed and into sleeps’ clutches.

[orcaofmyheart99]

My brain whenever I'm doing something that doesn't relate to my hyperfixations

[stuckasmain]

He calls her beautiful

Not cute, not adorable or pretty but beautiful, no one has ever called her that. Maria is infantilized by everyone in her life, she is a child to them despite coming of age. She’s a silly little girl who doesn’t know anything, who must be guarded and locked away. She’s old enough to be married off but not to make her own decisions, Bernardo makes this clear upon bringing her home.

She’s stuck in a box of cultural and familiar expectations which she wants badly to break free of and gets called beautiful. Tony sees her. It’s such a huge moment both for her and narratively and It’s so much bigger than just a compliment. He becomes that escape and that something she’s been looking for just as much as she’s that something he has and it’s oughhhh

[keerysfreckles]

will you accept requests of mike faist characters? love uuuu

i will!!!!!!! in my mike faist era HEAVILYYY literally love him with all my heart 💌

[luwritesomething]

if requests r still open i would love to request some jealous riff from west side story headcanons! Just some simple stuff of riff meeting genderneutral!readers ex lol. ty for reading <33

Riff Heacanons: Jealousy.

Warnings: Swearing lol

Edited?: Like always, no.

Reader's pronouns: Not stated, gender neautral.

Summary: Just some headcanons with our little boy Riff.

Author's note: again, sorry sorry sorry for taking so long to answer :( i've been busy and unmotivated. i feel like this is very short, sorry again, but i hope you like it!! criticism is appreciated, and request are still open.

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riff is a jealous dude.

it's not that he doesn't trust you --- he does, especially if he's daying you for real ---, it's more like he doesn't trust other people around you because, for him, you're everything good in this world, the hope he had lost.

but he still trusts you to tell them to fuck off if they try to make a move.

he's very physical, not only when he's jealous, but when he is you can bet he's gonna have an arm around your waist or directly eat your face out in front of whoever you are.

he's the kind that watches from a corner that interaction he thinks it's shady, narrowing his eyes and with his jaw tightly clenched.

barging into your conversations like that has always get him in trouble with you because you love him but you like your bondaries and the trust, but he swears it's because he loves you.

poor baby is so scared you'll find someone better than him (in his opinion, this is incredibly easy) and leave him.

reassuring is something you had never imagined you would have to do with him, but it's very common for him to end up going mute as you try to tell him there's no one that could steal your attention like he still does everyday.

anyways, going to the point,,,

let's say that your ex isn't part of the jets (not of the sharks, either), and neither are you because that would include a whole shit ass explanation of why you ended up with riff --- you just did, alright? :D

okay so let's say you're going on about your day in the jet part of the neighborhood, running some errands, knowing that riff is watching you from the corner of the street where he's at with his boys.

you've grown very fond of his attention, little gestures like those --- he watches over you from the place he's at, so he doesn't overwhelm you contantly with his bubbly persona but showing he still cares.

and uh-oh, now you're facing your ex.

things didn't end up great between you two, although it wasn't too bad either. still, you would've liked to run away from that situation, but before you can turn around and act like you haven't seen them before they lay eyes on you, they wave their hand at you and you're doomed to make some small talk with them.

your ex has always been a very charismatic and friendly person, which leads into you two talking probably more than what you've expected.

and riff noticed this from his place in the street.

he's able to wait for ten solid minutes before he pats diesel in the shoulder and he starts walking towards you two, unbothered face but a strong glimmer in his eyes.

you know it's him as soon as he rests his calloused hand on your waist, squeezing lightly --- the kind of squeeze he gives when he gets jealous.

the signs of him being jealous are easy to pick on, but you still look up to him when he reaches you, watching amusedly how serious yet cool he looks --- he tries too hard, you'd notice even with a blindfold.

"hey, buddy boy."

that's the cue for you to put your hand on top of his, to keep him grounded from saying something too harsh.

it makes him relax every time, that touch of security that let's him know he still has that special connection with you he can't describe.

your ex is a nice person and them doesn't notice that riff is jealous, and you're smart enough to instantly introduce riff as your boyfriend.

the thing ends happily, like it usually does.

sometimes, though, riff would go a bit out of leash when the person talking to you is shamelessly flirty to you with him still there.

he has never throw hands because he knows you don't like violence, especially not when it's about you.

but sometimes his snarky remarks annoy you a bit.

you always forgive him, though, because he ends up apologizing sooner or later and you'll always work things out <3

[moonlightpirate]

Masterlist

This is getting long so time for the keep reading cut!!!!

Return to The Madding Crowd

Chapter 1: The Storm

Chapter 2: A Fall Day

Chapter 3: To Love or Not to Love

Chapter 4: Proper Lady

Chapter 5: The Letters

Chapter 6: The Wedding Ball

Law of Destiny

Chapter 1: Stuck in Cintra

Chapter 2: The Journey Home

Chapter 3: Wide Awake

Chapter 4: Love and Dreams

Chapter 5: Damsel in Distress

Joey Batey and Jaskier

Secret Worlds series

The necklace

Together again

Dancing Under The Stars

Inkpot Gods

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Meeting the Lettenhoves

That Unwanted Animal

Part two Meeting the Lettenhoves

Adam Warlock

Goldilocks

Chapter 1: Thunderstruck

Valentines Day One Shots

Someone To Say

Madly

West Side Story

Somethings Coming

[mediumorange]

i get along without you very well (except sometimes)

by hoagy carmichael and jane brown thompson. this version is inspired by chet baker and by the fic that glued this song into my brain: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37180426/chapters/92759461

i had fun with this one! as a classical musician, improvising off a lead sheet is something new for me. please enjoy the mistakes! they were made from the heart 💗

[anton-wyzek]

Appalachian Moon//Lucy Gray Baird

[live-laugh-lesbian80083]

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Marvel

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DUNE

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⭐ The Politic of Love*

When Night Comes

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Paul Atreides

Photographs

His Oasis

HEATHERS (1989)

Jason Dean

⭐ "I love you"

JURASSIC PARK

Alan Grant

Safe and Sound

THE HUNGER GAMES

Johanna Mason

You Are My Sunshine

TOP GUN: MAVERICK

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

A Change To Everything

Sunday Morning

I'm Goin' For A Run

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Dancing With You

The Captains Daughter

He's All That

Here Comes The Bride

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[veryberryjelly]

college!art headcanons

i watched challengers on saturday and i have not stopped thinking about this man since so here are some of my headcanons for him ! please send in some requests for challengers & top gun !

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

college!art who takes you to a drive in movie for your first date.

college!art who will use literally any excuse he can think of to see you before you're officially together. leaving things in your dorm, not reminding you if you leave something in his car, asking for help in classes he doesnt even take.

college!art who you practically live with after you've been dating long enough. whether its at your dorm or his, it is rare that you spend a night apart.

college!art who has a drawer in your dresser and gives you one in his so you can stay at his dorm comfortably.

college!art who tells you you're his good luck charm so you come to all of his matches.

college!art who goes straight to you after a win and you've learnt to go straight to him after a loss. either way you both end up in bed together.

college!art who absolutely love seeing you in his clothes. a t-shirt, his hat anything.

college!art who just adores being cuddled but won't admit it to anyone but you.

college!art who is such a slut for head scratches.

college!art who is fiercely protective. if you're out together his arm is wrapped around your waist to keep you by his side and also show to everyone eyeing you up that you're his.

college!art who doesnt really wear jewellery but if you get him any he is never taking it off. even if it turns his skin green.

college!art who tries to teach you tennis but ultimately gets distracted seeing you in those outfits.

college!art who is the subbiest motherfucker on the planet. but only for you.

college!art who always feels the need to have his hands on you in some way.

college!art who is the ceo of back hugs

college!art who will come running if you say you need him.

college!art who is essentially wrapped around your finger.

[zakizendetandi]

im figuratively crying on the floor atm because my comfort west side story fic got deleted from ao3 :'''''''( so this is a reach in the dark for the tiny possibility that someone was smart and downloaded it

description below the cut <3

so its relatively short, between like 4k and 15k most likely, and tony x riff (though theres a lot else going on too, personal emotional baggage themes). its set during the time of the film (im picturing the 2021 film), where tony has gone to prison (pre-narrative in the film). im not sure if that part is shown, but properly starts when tony is days away from coming home again. riff is lowkey freaking out and having a crisis, and so he leaves his home, missing tony's return.

the scene I remember quite vividly is when riff comes back. its raining, I think he bumps into bernardo who is more concerned than aggressive. then he runs into tony who has been out looking for him for days. tony is super mad and shoves riff into the wall of a side road, and he's acting furious, but the whole time riff just can't believe his eyes and is trying to get him to calm down so he can just see his face again </3

they go inside they are soft and theres a smut scene but its less smut and more feelings. during this, tony sees the scars on riffs torso and gets distracted, but riff just wants to brush it off lalalala probably the fluffiest scene of the fic, much comfort

hmmmm and then the rest of the fic I don't remember so well, theres just a lot of heavy emotional angst and im not sure it ends happy. it might actually continue with the film's plot and so end in that angsty way, but im not totally sure

<3

its definitely been deleted off ao3 since I saw my deleted bookmark, rip me, but if this rings a bell for anyone and they somehow have a copy of it pls!!! pls!!! pls!!!!!!!! ill give you the biggest virtual hug if you send it to me <33333333

[idkaguyorsomething]

19 for the fanfic ask game !

a headcanon i always incorporate into my fics:

this is definitely dependent on which fandom i’m writing for, so i’ll just limit myself to the main two i’m doing right now.

for west side story, i will never shut up about how i think that if they’d actually met, chino and anybodys could have formed a deep connection. friends, lovers, homoerotic rivals in a qpr, who knows, but literally all the setup is there for them to be basically perfectly matched foils. they may have shared maybe two frames together maximum, but it is my mission to spread this one around to the (admittedly very limited) west side story fandom.

for doctor who, i like to write rose as… well, willfully ignorant isn’t the right word. when she spots injustices she’ll definitely call them out. but when i write her, if there’s something sketchy in a person that she likes her mind is very willing to just… brush past it.

[bornforastorm]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 🤍

oh gosh babe thank you. I have only within the past year or so become open about my fic writing and openly proud about it, so this is a nice ask to get 🥰🥰 This was hard to do because if I've posted it, I'm proud of it. So I'm actually basically very proud of everything I've published in the past 5 years, but here are some I'm extra pleased with

For the Birds Philip Marlowe/Terry Lennox, written in 2016!

I'm pretty proud of all my Marlowe fics, honestly, and really am tinkering at Marlowe/Terry fics all the time. Of the published ones, I like this one best. The slightly melancholic nature of it, the hazy romance, Marlowe looking at guys much younger than himself who aren't scared to be in love and opening up himself to try it too... I love writing in that period where Marlowe and Terry are having drinks and nothing has gone wrong yet, and this is one of those + fake relationship stuff (fun trope to write!)

And Back The Mummy 2017, Nick Morton/Chris Vail, written in 2017!

this fandom is small and niche but I (brag) do think I wrote the best fic in it. this movie was full of potential and I had a lot of fun unpacking some of the implications of that world. What if your boyfriend brought you back from the dead and now you're kinda fucked up and weird and he's VERY fucked up and weird but you're all you've got. The concepts.... 🤌🤌

Route 117 The Lost Boys/Stephen King's The Body, what if Ace Merrill was David, written 2017

This is just a concept and execution I'm really proud of, brought to you by Kiefer Sutherland being insane hot in the 80s, and me reading a lot of Stephen King and going... yes this disaffected, horrible boy who needs a dad could become a disaffected, horrible vampire boy with a dad

Crabapple Crabs MASH, Hawkeye/Trapper + Hawkeye/BJ, written 2022!

Undeniably proud of this one. Impossible not to be. My big contribution to MASHblr. This big fic that's really mean to BJ, is deeply HawkTrap Endgame, and is deeply steeped in MASH Goes to Maine. Ben Majorbaby, this one is for you and because of you and you made it better, and I'm very proud of the result. Someday I'll finish the prequel HawkTrap fic and that will be for you completely.

Hey Lover Won't You Treat Me Right Perry Mason/Pete Strickland/Hamilton Burger, written 2023!

It would be wrong not to include my big Perry Mason threeway fic. I do not really feel confident writing smut, so this was a big leap for me and I'm very proud of how it turned out! Perry Mason is everything to me and I am proud to have written the first threeway fic for our little fandom 🙏🙏