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the masterlist.
please note that some chapters are hosted on my old side account, before I created this separate one!
this is a low. (in progress) - read it on AO3. a collab with @better--oblivions
“Witty,” her glass is empty, a useless prop in this exchange. She imagines throwing it against the wall so it shatters right by his head, just to watch him jump.
“I’ve heard.”
“Arrogant, too.”
Their eyes meet.
“Confidence, actually.”
“Semantics.”
He observes her coolly. Her heart pounds in her chest. She wonders where he’ll go in this verbal sparring match, if he’ll push back even further. She’s struck by the sickening thrill of their barbed words, eager to see what he’ll do.
“Nice to meet you,” he says finally, turning on his heel and leaving her in silence.
Matty can’t stand Ray, he knows that much. But he admires her. And he finds her devastatingly attractive. And she surprises him at every turn. And he feels an inexplicable urge to catch her when she falls. And, in his moments of weakness, she even brings out a side of Matty that he hasn’t seen before - but it’s one that he really doesn’t like. So, to be clear: he can’t stand her.
souvenir. (72k words) - read it all on AO3 [please note this is currently being rewritten! check back soon for a premium version lol]
‘Have you seen Blow-Up?’ I asked offhandedly.
‘Yeah,’ Matty dropped his head again, taking two more cherries and rolling them between his fingers. ‘Does this make you David Bailey?’
I took one of the fruits from him and bit into it delicately, catching the juice with the back of my hand. 'Yes.’
Alma takes photographs at parties, at her studio and for prestigious commissions. She’s critically respected and highly sought after, but her photographs are only meant to capture a transient moment - there can be no messy entanglements, no interplay of emotions. But Alma and Matty are utterly fascinated by each other, against their better judgement. So when she takes his photograph, what is she really capturing? And what is she taking for herself?
aphasia. (81k words) - read it all on AO3
'My ability to stay awake was waning, and I could feel myself dropping off, the darkness and warmth enveloping me. But somewhere in that liminal space, between consciousness and a blank stupor, I vaguely registered a hand finding mine across the sheets, fingers interlinking and holding it there, in the space between our faces.’
Wary of the decadence and skewed morals that her burgeoning music career might impose upon her, Joanna feels out of place at the rite-of-passage Notting Hill party her new manager has invited her to, until she encounters Matty - practically an old hand in the business, but sweetly untouched by their strange surroundings. The instincts and values Joanna used to cling to don’t guide her now as well as they used to, and as the venues get bigger and the radio plays rack up, it becomes increasingly difficult to know what her friendship with Matty is really about.
see below for one shots... smut marked with an asterisk.*
after the party.* - meeting a sleepy matty the morning after a house party.
pretty boy. - she really wants to dislike matty. but she notices everything about him, and she likes what she notices.
soft sound.* - in which matty is an old friend/flame, and has some making up to do for being a bit of an idiot. but he makes up for it VERY well.
drunk drunk. - two people have been fighting what they feel... and one of them is matty.
grazes. - matty gets into a sticky situation and calls in on his ex.
indecision.* - a shameless matty & george threesome oneshot.
tights.* - self-explanatory really.
patience.* - edging, kinda subby.
feel good.* - a soft-dom George oneshot.
who loves you?* - a fluffy, smutty George Xmas oneshot
