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lightonmercury · 2 days
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"I’m still the same person. Yeah?"
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taylorswiftcoded · 2 days
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THEY SAY HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS, BUT GOD I LOVE THE IRISH
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cannibaled · 2 days
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my bf felix catton headcanons
semi-nsfw ☆
boob + ass man. —
it's just true. not even in a relatively sexual sense always, either. he likes lying on your breasts when you cuddle or even your ass if you're laying on your stomach and reading or something. also playfully smacks it, though.
cigarette sharing —
he also likes holding out his cigarette so you can take a hit. like farleigh, he shotguns, and he'll also light your cigarette or joint for you!
pda —
he's big on handholding, and keeping an arm around you. let's be real. he's possessive, and this is a silent way of telling other people to fuck off.
music —
rock music all the way. when you're studying or he's driving you guys somewhere, it's always on blast — his playlist consists of the killers, kings of leon, the strokes, and muse. there's probably some classic rock in there, too. i'm sure he likes parking somewhere at times to kiss to it.
size difference —
referring back to him being a breast man, this is where this especially comes into play. his hands are HUGE. and no matter what size you are, he likes showing that through gripping your breasts. your waist, breast, hips, face... he fucking loves it.
sex life —
he's all about foreplay, but while he likes giving you head, he prefers using his fingers. that way he can hover over you and kiss you, and talk you through your orgasm while also being able to feel it. he's freaky.
pet names —
'love', 'darling', 'baby, 'babe'... there's a variety of pet names he uses for you tbh
i love yous —
i can see him actually being sort of nervous and shy to say i love you. he's had relationships, but none serious. you're different, and he's scared. probably stutters when saying it, and gets the biggest puppy-dog smile when you repeat it.
arguments —
he's popular. he's popular and getting used to actual commitment. so, there may be things he says or does that he doesn't register as wrong because of that. old habits that he has to kill. i also see him being a natural flirt, so that's probably a big argument kicker. almost all your arguments end with him storming away, or grabbing your face and kissing you feverishly.
hopeless —
a big image and post sender. also, voice notes! he likes sending you posts and songs that remind him of you. also, he feels voice notes are more sentimental than regular texts.
party life —
he's the life of the party, but that doesn't mean he can't still be a good boyfriend. ALWAYS dances with you, if not his friends and keeps you in his line of sight. gets drinks for you, and bringing you along for smoke breaks.
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peng-lads · 19 hours
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Saltburn Behind the scenes
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thirstyvampyr · 3 days
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nice try dressing him like a nerd. like i can't tell this man is jacked.
his bazonkas are bigger than mine, his biceps are struggling for air
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his pants are one wrong move away from ripping at the seams (save me thick thighs)
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u can tell his body is dense
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l-bkeoghan-l · 1 day
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evbevworld · 3 days
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saltburn had to be set in 2006 because if it was 2024 Felix would’ve become friends with anyone who let him hit their vape and all Oliver would’ve had to do was buy an elf bar and hit it in Felix’s general vicinity.
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ib3li3v3you · 3 days
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CALLING ALL YOU WONDERFUL AO3 AUTHORS 📢📢📢📢
Plsplspls can someone write a fic where its just ollie and felix *TRYING* to study but rlly its just felix being a clingy adorable pain in the ass. where hes just staring at, or kissing or touching oliver cos hes an adorable little brat and oliver is decided whether he should chop hi head off or give him the biggest smooch on his forehead. n its just the fluffiest shit ever like i want my teeth to fall out bcos its so sweet. thankyou for your time, yours always a greedy bitch <33
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curtsbigspoon · 2 days
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I hope you all know I creamed so hard when Gale shouted go in german, sweet baby jesus mary and joseph, i about saw stars. I heard every national anthem in the world co-existing for one peaceful moment. idk man, something about the raw anger, the grief, the demand, the fact he said it in his enemy's language and not his own.
someone fucking sedate me, nothing good will come from this.
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pr0fessional-cunt · 19 hours
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lisa frankenstein is so cattonquick coded
oliver reading stories about felix catton and becoming enamored by him. he goes to visit his grave every day, leaving flowers and having picnics. oliver wishes he knew felix when he was alive (felix still died in ‘07 and now it’s 2024).
olivers crush is a dead man <3
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feral-peacock · 12 hours
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Listen I understand Amazon is evil but this is 11/10 marketing
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icantspellthings · 2 days
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Fucking gnawing at the bars of my enclosure rn
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demonmoonsupreme · 15 hours
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Oliver Quick, SALTBURN
“He had a tremendous wang, incidentally. You never know who’ll get one.”
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cannibaled · 2 days
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farleigh start x reader
— wanted to challenge myself, since i'm used to only writing for ocs. i thought it'd be fun doing something different with a preexisting character and self insert :]
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it was difficult being felix catton's best friend. much less, his younger best friend.. which, happened to only be by a year, by the way.
despite this fact, he treated you like a child. as if he was an overprotective college brother, holding control over his high-school sister. except, you both attended college. the. same. one. you were schoolmates, for gods sake.
there was a set of unspoken rules felix expected you to follow. with you both attending oxford, it only made it that much easier for him to watch you.
you could be friends with his friends, but not too close with the guys. you couldn't hook up at parties if he was there. he would make a scene, and bust the poor guys ass. it was aggravating. you were grown, desperate to explore college hookup culture with an itch that needed scratching, and despite how annoying he was, he was sweet. you couldn't just snap at him. just imagining him looking like a kicked puppy enough to scar you for years. and, he did he mean well, really. his execution just sucked.
you took a drag from the joint that hung lazily between your fingers, inhaling the smoke that escaped from your lips. loud music, muffled due to the barrier of doors separating you from the party inside, caused the large house to vibrate. it was late, and the summer air had cooled into a refreshing breeze. something you needed desperately, having felt suffocated from the hot, sweaty bodies that trapped you in.
the door opened and closed, slamming shut with forcefulness that demanded attention. you turned, looking up curiously at the person who interrupted your pity party. there farleigh start stood, in all his 6'5 glory. he quirked a thick eyebrow at you and took a seat next to you on the step, leaning back with a sort of lazy confidence that caused your lips to twitch.
"well, look who it is," the boy drawled sarcastically. "little (L/N)."
"shutup," you groaned, giving him a glare when he plucked the joint from your fingers.
he took a drag himself, playfully blowing the smoke in your face. it was always difficult, with farleigh. you never really knew if he was playing around, teasing, or genuinely being mean-spirited sometimes.
"i'm finding it difficult to understand why the hell you're out there, when the party is in there."
you didn't respond, still pouting over the joint. his lips quirked into an amused grin, and he held it back out to you.
"what? will felix crucify you for joking back or something?"
"ha ha ha." you responded dryly, snatching the joint back. you took one last drag before putting it out, slipping it back in the little case you carried around. "i'm just having a bad night, and i'm not in the mood for your bullying."
"what's up?" he was still leaning back on his elbows, but when you looked at him - really looked at him, you could see a twinkle of concern in his pretty brown eyes. you swallowed, feeling annoyed. pulling your knees towards your chest, you rested your elbow upon them and your head in a hand. "it's embarrassing."
"oh, come on. i'm not going to make it a big deal." you shot him a suspicious look, and farleigh held his hands up in surrender.
"just..it's annoying. not being able to date, and stuff. felix is really overprotective, and it's annoying. and of course, everyone listens to the tall golden boy."
"i see," farleigh tsked. "so, you need to fuck, but felix is preventing that."
you turned your body so you could smack at him, causing him to laugh and grab your wrists. "way to be blunt, dude," you hissed, cheeks red with embarrassment.
"c'mon, it's nothing to be shy about. sex is perfectly natural." your eyes flickered down to his large hands, which swallowed up your wrists. you took a shaky deep breath, but made no move to pull away.
"why am i even having this conversation with y-"
"i can help."
you blinked. "huh?"
"i said, i can help. i'll fuck you. luckily for you, i happen to be the only guy in this preppy ass school who isn't afraid of felix."
you stared at him in surprise, and he simply raised his eyebrows at you, an amused smirk on his lips. "well? you can say no."
"..fine."
you remembered every detail from that night. from the way you felt eyes burning into your back as you and farleigh kissed hungrily, almost devouring each other. from the way the feeling of being watched intensified as you and him left to his room - or, more so, how he dragged you along, and you struggled to keep up. everything was clear in your mind from the moment your lips locked once more in the privacy of his room, the way his hands eagerly but gently undressed you, to after, when you tell asleep on his chest.
that's why, it was difficult for you to understand why he was denying anything had happened. you remembered him saying he wasn't afraid of felix, so, why?
you had woke to pure chaos, alone in farleigh's bed. you rushed to your room to get dressed before heading downstairs, tired eyes falling onto a pissed off felix, and annoyed farleigh. oliver sat quietly, his icy eyes observing the two quietly.
"what the fuck is going on?" you huffed out, almost jumping when felix turned to face you.
"did you and farleigh fuck?"
"w-what? excuse me?"
"oliver said you did. he saw you two leaving together and making out."
you stared in disbelief.
"yes." you said finally, crossing your arms over your chest.
"oliver is a lying, delusional little bastard." farleigh spat, and you shot him a hurt glare.
"yeah, i find it hard to believe you can't keep it in your pants, far," felix shot back, sarcastically.
"i wouldn't fuck her if we were the last two people on earth, felix."
that did it. your face stung with anger, hot and red, your eyes burning with tears. the room was quiet and still, and the irritated furrow in farleigh's brows dropped. he knew he went too far.
"you know what - this is bullshit. im a grown ass woman. so, believe what you want, but i can have sex with whoever the hell i want. you don't own me, and you can't protect me forever."
jaw clenched, you turned on your heel and stormed upstairs, slamming your room door. the old estate shook, but all you could do was throw yourself in bed, and scream into your pillow.
you stayed holed up in your room all day. meals were brought to you, courtesy of duncan and you guessed, venetia, who felt bad and requested it. you only opened your curtains to smoke by the window, attempting to avoid the three as much as possible. you knew you wouldn't be able to stay in there forever, but you needed to calm down. to breathe. you didn't go out to seek them, and they left you alone as well.
it was late when you heard a knock on your room door, and you peeked over the pillow that you buried your face in. you were restless, eyes swollen from crying. how ironic was it that you visited saltburn to celebrate another successful year, to get away from the stress of school, and let go; but, yet, you were more stressed than the exams and studying could have possibly made you.
you didn't answer to whoever was at the door, instead turning away. regardless, whoever it was decided to let themselves in, and you sat up angrily, eyes locking with farleigh's.
"what do you want?"
"i was worried about you."
"great. you see that i'm very much alive, so... bye."
his eyebrows twitched with annoyance, but, surprisingly, he didn't make a snide mark in return. he took a seat next to you, his large body taking up most of the space in your little bed. you scooted away, as if you had been burned, curling into yourself and leaning against the headboard. neither of you said anything. you stared, and he fidgeted with the bracelet that hung loosely on his wrist.
"i thought you weren't afraid of felix." you spoke, your voice cold. he looked up, peeking over at you from beneath his lashes. you suddenly felt angry again. why did he have to be so pretty? and why did he have to look so.. vulnerable?
"i'm not afraid of him. but i'm afraid of losing him." you said nothing. you supposed that was fair.
"but," he continued, his deep voice raspy from yelling earlier. "i should've stood up to him. lets face it, you're an adult. i am, too. plus, oliver is a nosy little shitstarter." you hid your amused smile in your knees.
"you know, i wasn't even all that angry with you. i was hurt. felix and oliver? i was pissed. but, it's just, like.." you took a deep breath when farleigh looked at you, and outstretched your legs.
your hands shook ever so slightly, but you rested them under the backs of your knees. "i really like you. you're always so catty, and sometimes really mean. but i still like you and i don't know why. i mean, i know why," you scratched your cheek awkwardly, your face burning. you avoided looking at him. "i was really happy when you made a move on me last night. but i don't know, when you said what you did today, i felt scared that you just wanted that to be a one time thing."
"baby, i purposely went looking for you," he responded, just as blunt as ever. but, he was gentle. soft. he gingerly gripped your ankles and pulled you closer to him until your butt was flush against his thigh, and propped your legs over his lap. his large hands rested on your legs, rubbing circles into your skin. "it's hard for me to commit, and shit. you've known me for a while, so you know that." you simply hummed. "but, i want to apologize for being a major dick, and make it up to you."
you felt dizzy. sick, almost. resting your head on his broad shoulder, you peered up at him, taking in his pretty features. how annoyingly clear and smooth his skin was, how his lips were naturally pouty.
"and how do you intend to do that?"
"fuck, i'm not a date person, but-" you gave him a look. he swallowed, and gave you a lopsided grin in return. "butttt, i would like to take you out. okay?"
"i thought you were supposed to be making it up to me."
"yeah?"
you looked at him expectantly, and his head fell back into the wall behind him. groaning softly, he closed his eyes, his smile widening. "god, okay. please?"
"please what?"
"please, go out with me."
you hummed, pretending to think, and plucked faux lint from his shirt. he narrowed his eyes at you, squeezing your calves roughly. "c'mon."
"okay, okay. i guess i could, since i'm free and all."
"you'd be free, anyway. i'd have you make time for me."
with a toothy grin, you scooted closer and closer until you could throw yourself over your lap, pressing a brief kiss to his lips. his hands found their rightful place on your hips, before slipping down to grip your ass.
"farleigh start, you are spoiled."
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supercap2319 · 1 day
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Ikaris: *Walks into the room* "Where's Ajak? We have an emergency."
Sersi: "What happened?"
Gilgamesh: "Druig fell down the stairs."
Kingo: "Correction. Y/N pushed Druig down the stairs."
Sersi: "Why?"
Y/N: "Because I hate him. It was fun. And I wanted to see if Makkari would make it in time. She didn't."
Druig: *Comes into the room, panting and sweating* "You little fecker! I've been falling down the stairs for twenty minutes!"
Y/N: "Because you're an asshole… so you, like deserved it."
Druig: *Runs towards him*
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Credit to @jmmjk21
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thirstyvampyr · 1 day
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