Patrick Zweig - Blog Posts

Omg I love challengers the musical

Imagine being secret fwb with Patrick UGH you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off each otherrrrrrrrrrrr

omg i loveeeee this sm...

no one knows about the two of you.. surprisingly patrick is able to keep it a secret, even from art. it's definitely a situation of convenience for him.. you fuck like rabbits when he comes back from tour to visit art.. and he never texts you while he's away (except for an occasional picture of him in the shower after a game).

i feel like one time he didn't tell you he'd be visiting art, and you see him at a crowded frat party from across the room.. you head into the kitchen to grab another drink to fill your red solo cup, and when you turn around you're face to face with him.. you make small talk because your friends are watching, wondering what you're doing with a guy who obviously doesn't go to stanford. he walks away.. but a moment later you get a text from him saying "meet me upstairs ;)"

you two are on each other immediately, patrick skillfully unhooking your bra and you slipping his jeans down his legs.. you're lucky the party downstairs is so loud, or else everyone would be able to hear the sound on the headboard banging against the wall.. "best pussy i ever fuckin' had.." he groans lowly against you. you almost wish he wasn't being responsible when he cums inside of the condom, only a thin latex shield stopping you from feeling just how much he missed you..

you both stumble downstairs afterwards, staggering your exits so no one could realize the two of you were upstairs together.. you don't see him at the party after that, but when you get home and get in bed, your phone dings with a notification from patrick..

"thanks for being such a great friend" <3

NEED more p links PLEEEAASEEE 🙏🙏🙏

challengers p links: part 3 (18+ under the cut)

the type of videos art sends you while he's away at tournaments <3

art donaldson:

patrick zweig:

art gets so stressed out.. so you help him relax <3

he looks so pretty when he sleeps <3

art loves getting overstimulated <3

leaving kiss marks all over his pretty dick <3

amazon position is arts favorite <3

he's obsessed with how soft you are <3

just let him use you after tour <3

he feels bad for being gone so long.. let him make it up to you <3

patrick gets so hard from eating you out <3

slow sex late at night <3

a new position with patrick <3

need to have relationship with patrick and art thats centered around ART instead of centered around me (the reader) like ik we're all little horny freaks who want patrick and art to fight over us but.. what about fighting with patrick over art..? just food for thot :)

i need to have a three way kiss with art and patrick at midnight 🙏

actually started tearing up when i saw this.. challengers x hamilton pleases both my current self and my very annoying 11 year old self 🥲

Hello I volunteer as tribute

I can't get out Patrick your fingers in his mouth zweig. Or the way he's fine w tashi slapping him. Or spitting on him. Like clearly he's fine with being degraded. He gets off on it. I get off on it (who said that...)

NO FRRRR

like just his willingness to literally get treated like a doormat is strangely attractive to me.. there's nothing i love more than a man who acts like a stray dog.. i mean y'all saw how happy he was to have tashis fingers in his mouth, i feel like you wouldn't even have to ask him to do it.. you'd just have to scratch at the stubble on his jaw and he'd let you pop your fingers right in there.. normally i don't have the urge to be a mean dom but like.. i would literally make patrick zweig my bitch. end of story.

Artitck x fem reader comfort? reader on her period and usually they're so bad she gets sick and out of commission for the whole week. she just cries into patricks chest while Art plays nurse :(

love me more (artrick x fem! reader)

you were being punished for something. you had to be. you woke up this morning with cramps that made you curl up in pain, only allowing you to hobble to the bathroom before getting back in bed. you send a hasty email to your professors before shutting your computer and getting cozy in bed again, the fetal position you're currently in is the only way to feel some small relief. you're passed out before you can alert your boyfriends about staying home, a mistake that will soon start knocking at your door.. literally.

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if you were awake, you would currently hear muffled voices outside your door, ones that are easily recognizable to anyone on the same floor of your dorm since they are almost always cracking jokes and laughing loudly. these voices belong to your boyfriends, art and patrick, who, at the moment, are arguing about who should've brought the extra key to your dorm. "dude she gave the key to you, why don't you have it?" the hushed voice of patrick zweig echoes through the hallway, looking pointedly at art. "i gave it to you remember? i had that match and you wanted to come over here.." art argues back, pointing at patrick. patrick rolls his eyes, rattling the doorknob. "fuck.. what if she's hurt in there or something?? she's not answering my texts" patrick all but bangs on the door, as art sees if you've texted either of them.

waking up with a groan, the loud bangs on your door make you sit up, heart racing. you immediately reach for your phone, wanting to call art or patrick but you're met with missed calls and unanswered frantic messages. you hop out of bed, despite feeling weak from the current cramps wracking your body. you unlock the door, pulling it open and being met with art and patrick, looking at you like they've seen a ghost. "what the fuck!" patrick sighs out, obviously relived to see you. art immediately rushes forward, hugging you tightly. "you scared the shit out of us you know that?" he pulls away, hands on your shoulders, "you don't show up to any of your classes or our practice and then you don't answer any of our texts or calls?" art is clearly happy to see you, but the adrenaline of being concerned about you hasn't worn off. "you scared the shit out of us babe" patrick says, shaking his head. "im really really sorry it's just-" you try to continue your sentence but you're interrupted by a particularly bad cramp, causing you to hunch over and groan in pain. both patrick and art move toward you, making sure you don't fall. "holy shit babe are you okay?" patrick is completely overtaken by concern for you, finding it hard to see you in pain.

"im sorry.. ive just been sick in bed all day you guys.." you explain, letting them guide you back into your room. you sit back in bed, art taking a seat in your desk chair, while patrick makes himself at home in your bed. "ive been sleeping all day.. it's like the only thing that makes me feel better.." you describe the current situation, curling into a ball holding your lower stomach. art and patrick exchange a sympathetic look, with art reaching out to hold your hand. "you've been stuck in here all day?" art frowns at you, his extreme sense of empathy kicking into high gear. you lean into the soft pressure of patrick sitting behind you as you nod. "yeah.. usually i can make it through the week but none of my pain meds are working" patrick nods and brushes a hand through your hair. art, forever the worrier, sits on the chair next to your bed, frantically looking up "how to stop period cramps" and "are period cramps dangerous" you see arts phone screen, smiling at his obvious want for you to be okay.

"art it's okay.. it'll pass.. its bad but it's normal" you reassure him, smiling through the pain. patrick laughs, smoothing his hand through your hair. "cmon art don't be stupid, don't you know anything about women?" he jokes, obviously trying to distract you from the waves of pain. "shut up patrick you hardly even knew what a period was until college!" art fights back, face slightly pink with embarrassment. you let the two of them battle it out, feeling yourself sinking further into the mattress with the feeling of arts hand in yours and patricks fingers weaving through your hair. they don't even notice you've passed out again until patrick needs you to help him fact-check art and you don't respond. their petty argument is forgotten as they get you more comfortable in bed, turning off your light and pulling soft blankets over you. you toss and turn in your sleep, unable to feel actually relaxed enough to fall into a true sleep.

a particularly bad cramp causes your eyes to snap open, a groan of pain escaping your lips as you open your eyes, seeing art and patrick sitting on your floor together. they both rush towards you when they see you're awake again, your pain stricken groan pulling on both of their heartstrings. patrick moves to lay beside on on the bed, guiding your head to lay against his warm chest. "where does it hurt sweetheart?" art asks, sliding himself between your legs to lay his head on your stomach. weirdly, the pressure of his head relieves the pain for a moment, allowing you to answer. "just all of my lower stomach.. the cramps just won't stop.." you feel tears well on your eyes, trying to blink them away to no avail. patrick takes quick notice of this, brushing his thumb under your eyes to wipe your tears. art almost looks like a kicked puppy, gazing up at you with his baby blue eyes, unable to help. art lets patrick continue to comfort you while he pulls out his phone again, researching ways to help relieve your cramps.

"okay.. pat here it says that we should get something warm for her.. that'll like relax her muscles or something" art jumps up and grabs his bag, rooting around in it frantically. finally, he pulls out a little blanket looking thing with a cord coming out of it. "it's a heating pad" he explains, "my coah gave it to me for my muscle spasms but i think it could really help.." you nod and he plugs it in, helping you press it against your lower stomach and hold it there. yet again, art rests his head on your stomach like a puppy, while patrick continues to cradle your head against his chest. the relief from the heating pad starts quickly, and the warmth send you to sleep once again, along with patrick and art.

for the rest of your absolutely miserable week, art and patrick stay by your side, giving you massages and chocolate and everything you could ask for.. anything to make you feel better again. art and patrick could be annoying at times.. but you're positive that you've never felt so loved <3

what if I said after all this time I actually still ship art and patrick more out of the whole throuple??

when the movie first came out, people were saying anyone leaving tashi out of the dynamic was giving misogyny, but like sorry their story was just more compelling for me 😩

i still like her character, but I just wasn’t invested in her love story with either men…what do you think?

i definitely agree... idk thinking about them makes me cry im just an emotional girl what can i say.. i do think that undermining tashis role in the story/her character is definitely just being ignorant 😭 but yeah art and patrick are endgame for me.. there's just something about childhood best friends who part ways and then get back together that is so scrumptious to me!!!

literally call me cringe i don't care but the only way i can fall asleep rn is imagining cuddling with patrick and art.. cuddling up to patricks chest while art falls asleep with his head tucking in your neck.. yeah.. im cringe but i am free..

i have a super busy week this week so sadly my full length fic will be out as late as thursday.. but ill try to post some small stuff in the mean time!! (also a teaser for that longer fic <3)

writing an artrick x reader fic.. the world is finally at peace （｡>‿‿<｡ ）

late nite (10pm) thoughts...

thinking of spending halloween with artrick.. they're wearing stupid matching costumes they found at spirit halloween, and they see you at a frat party on campus, wearing a.. less than modest costume, sipping on spiked punch in the corner.. all alone

they decide they need to have you.. art, the charmer, talks to you first, leaning up against the wall and making you laugh with silly jokes, before he introduces patrick, the one with dark hair and even darker eyes, who not so secretly looks at you chest now and again, not that you mind.. but art distracts you, complimenting your hair-do and makeup.. and before you know it..

art sits behind you on the bed upstairs, passionately kissing you while patrick kneels on the wooden floor under you, his big warm hands pressing your legs wider and wider for him so that he can basically make out with your pussy..

and then of course.. art being as greedy as he is.. has to hump fuck you into the mattress, while patrick makes you gag on his dick.. what you don't see is them locking lips over your arched body, moaning into each other's mouths..

eventually you emerge from the bedroom with no one suspecting a thing.. except for.. how did art and patrick end up with their costumes switched? <3

Art or Patrick walking in on you pillow humping what

what omg who said that...

it isn't your fault that it's the only way you can get off... + it's much easier to imagine one of them is under you this way..

im imaging that you had such a hard day at school.. all of your professors were giving you shit and when you get back to your dorm all you want is to relax in your favorite way.. but you totally forgot that you invited them over to help with a group project (aka do it for them)..

and you aren't stupid!!! you make sure to lock your door and close the blinds, conveniently forgetting that you gave them a key a while ago when you asked them to water your plants.. and you're just on the edge of ecstasy thinking about them when they burst through the door, walking in on your little scene.. patrick just stands there and stares.. while art comes to his senses and pulls patrick out of the room and slams the door..

you're so embarrassed you just wish you would fall through a hole in the earth.. but maybe it's just your imagination but you swear you saw matching tents in their pants when they saw you.. <3

i am in an extreme patrick zweig mood rn.... send help

his nose

his eyes

his freckles

his lips

his face

i’m dead

the urges to write things that are extremely self indulgent are getting stronger by the second...

yet again i know this is an art donaldson centered blog but.. i am really in a patrick mood rn.. i wanna cuddle him and kiss him and play with his hair and tell him he deserves all the love in the world.. but at the same time i also wanna have the absolute nastiest sex with him ❤

i need to be sandwiched between patrick and art RIGHT NEOWWWWW

Patrick giving you the sloppiest head you’ve ever seen

yessss anon omg... he doesn't even eat you out just to eat you out, he does it cuz it makes you feel good, yeah, but mostly because it makes him feel good!!! he gets so lost in the taste of you that he doesn't even have a strategy of how to eat you out.. he just pretty much makes out with your pussy, letting your slick and his spit drip down his chin.. if he's eating you out in bed, dont be surprised to look and see his hips rocking into the bed, if you let go on long enough, patrick will absolutely cum just from eating you out <333 what a sweetie

i know im mainly an art donaldson blog but y'all can also send me asks about patrick... hes my cute little scumbag and i love him very much <3

thinking about Patrick and Art qualifying for the olympics... thinking about wether they would share a room or not... thinking about the adrenaline when they win... thinking about the booze that's gonna be flowing through their veins when they win...

omg anon you're so right.. theyre both so excited to have qualified at all, art definitely cries when he hears the news, and patrick pats him on the back as if he doesn't have tears brimming in his eyes too. the trip to the olympics is quick, and from the moment they step into the village it's like their bodies are buzzing, looking at each other with both excitement and.. something else. when they get to their shared room patrick is more casual about it, telling art it's like their tennis academy days, but art is more bothered, worried about being in such close proximity with patrick. and to his credit, patrick definitely doesn't help.. art comes back into the room after a shower and sees that patrick has pushed their beds together, claiming that "you like to move around too much, you need more space than me". by the time night falls on the first day patrick is completely passed out on his side of the bed, just in a pair of his boxers. sliding into the bed far away from patrick, art falls asleep. waking up at the crack of dawn, art immediately freezes when he realizes patrick has absolutely moved closer to him, now practically wrapped around his back. art gets up quickly and takes a cold shower to wake up (and calm down the uncomfortable bulge in his shorts). the competition day goes by in a flash, with patrick cracking his usual jokes about their competitors and art wound up so tight he could snap in a second.

the whole game, art feels like time is moving in slow motion, hes never felt closer to patrick, the two of them communicating without saying or doing anything, just knowing what the other one wants to do. of course they win, and patrick does his signature move of jumping into arts arms, but this time it feels different.. as if the whole crowd was drowned out and it was just the two of them on the court. when they break away patrick is immediately looking towards the crowd and preening himself, and art is left to just watch him (which the tabloids do talk about, but that's for arts manager to deal with).

that night at the after party they are swarmed with admirers, buying them drink after drink and looking at their shiny new gold medals, art and patrick are pretty much split up from the moment they enter, patrick swarmed by already tipsy fans, grabbing at his clothes and skin and art is swarmed by professional tennis wannabes who are looking for quick advice and tips.

hours go by and without patrick, art is bored, deciding to slip away from the party and go back to his room, almost smashing into patrick on the way there. laughs and teases echo through the hallway as they struggle to open the door in their state, finally getting it open and pretty much toppling on the floor. theyre both flushed and sweaty, big wide smiles on their faces, art flops onto the bed on his back, staring at the ceiling that's slowly spinning. a big thump startles art out of his stupor as he turns his head and is met with patricks curly head of hair, smushed into the mattress. before art can stop himself hes reaching over and playing with patricks hair, the dark pretty curls calling to him in his state. laughing into the sheets, patrick pushes himself up onto his elbows, hovering over art and before either of them say anything, patrick drops himself down and presses his lips to art, more aggressive and needy than he may have wanted, but the alcohol running through his veins doesn't give him much choice. art doesn't even try to pull away, why would he, when he knows deep down in his heart he was wishing that would happen. the kiss deepens, and a rush of adrenaline causes art to flip them over, now patrick is on the bottom, his fingers woven into arts and his legs straddling his waist. art swears hes dreaming when he feels the pressure of patricks bulge against his own, rocking their hips together like it's second nature. never taking their lips off eachothers, art gasps into patricks mouth when his hand dips into his shorts, grasping his throbbing dick with his warm palm. both of their heads swimming with lust (and liquor), all of the sensations are heightened for both of them, patricks hand on arts cock feels better than any hook up he's ever had, and the feeling of arts hips rocking against patrick makes his eyes roll back. the frantic movements from both of them pushes them both to the edge embarrassingly quickly, arts hips stuttering when he paints patricks hand in cum, and patrick finishing in his pants like a virgin. pulling away, both of their cheeks are red and their lips are swollen and slick with spit. climbing off of patrick, art changes into pajamas, his bashfulness quickly returning as he facing away from patrick to change. patrick doesn't feel the same shyness as art, just stripping down and immediately passing out on the bed. even with his embarrassment, art does lay down next to patrick smiling when, in his sleep, patrick still turns his body towards art, his head flopping onto his shoulder. before arts eyes flutter closed, hes happy to know he's leaving the olympics with more than a gold medal <3

mmm could you give me some dirtbag tennis coach! patrick x barely legal! reader. she’s just freshly 18 as of a few weeks ago and she’s been waitinggg to get her hands on an older man. who is he to deny her that?

dirtbag coach! patrick zweig x barely legal fem! reader (headcanons)

- patrick first comes into your life to coach your younger sibling during summer break, you observe him from the kitchen window, sipping on a glass of lemonade and watching him stretch and swing the racket <3

- your parents actually catch you staring at him, but they assume it's because you want to learn tennis too, so they ask patrick to teach you as well <3

- as your coach, patrick is very strict, he always corrects your form, standing closely behind you as he guides your form with his big warm hands... and you definitely notice the bulge pressing against your lower back <3

- patrick isn't stupid, he has enough experience to know that you like him, i mean a dumbass could tell that when you come out and watch him coach your sibling, sucking on a lollipop and making eyes at him <3

- it annoys you that patrick won't do anything about the mutual understanding youve reached, he won't even talk to you outside of your lessons :( but, of course patrick is no beginner when it comes to lust, so, against the judgement he might make with his dick (which he desperately wants to ram inside you), he uses his brain, thinking things can only get hotter if he keeps resisting your advances <3

- patrick (surprisingly) does have morals and does feel bad that he's so much older than you, he knows it's wrong but after he leaves your lessons he sits in his car and fists his cock furiously to the thought of being your first real man <3

- it hurts him to grit his teeth and pretend that all is well when you flash your lacy panties at him from under your skirt, or roll your hips back into his when he's behind you correcting your form <3

- but, as we know, patrick isn't perfect, and of course he snaps, telling your parents he's taking you to his car to show you a new racket he picked out (a dumb lie, but they believe it), you immediately find yourself pinned down in the backseat, his hairy, meaty thigh between your legs and the scruff on his face tickling your cheeks <3

- he's surprised to find out you're a virgin, despite acting so sensually towards him, but the minute he sees blood at the base of his dick he can't help but pound you so hard into the backseat that the car rocks, he knows you're a keeper when you slip him your underwear to hang on to as you prance back to your house <3

please please please send asks to my inbox please 😭😭 y'all im so ready to write but i need some guidance!! it can literally be about anything just please slide into my inbox <33

am i a loser because of the fact that AS SOON AS my head hits the pillow at night im immediately wishing that patrick and art were snuggled up next to me.. :( i know that patrick will fall asleep anywhere and everywhere in less than a minute but art needs to be in a specific position with exactly 2 blankets on top of him completely in the dark with a fan on low for him to fall asleep.. just laying on arts chest while patrick spoons you from behind.. they're so warm and cozy and yes the thought of this sends me to sleep if im having trouble <3

Could u write some Patrick angst where you guys are in a solid relationship but Patrick tries to breakup w reader bc he’s never been in a genuine relationship so his own insecurities take over? Happy ending tho if possible🥹

yes i can <333 sorry this is long and it kind of takes a while to get to the point i hope you like it anyway 😭

- as long as you've known patrick he's been known as a "playboy", previous room mates attesting to the fact that a new girl was leaving his room every night. patrick didn't know what he was looking for, there were no common links between his flings and he didn't care, he would buy them a drink and nod at their stories before he invited them back to his room, sending them on their way once he got what he wanted.

- you met patrick through a mutual friend in college, you didn't see too much of him because he was always late to class or never even showed up. of course, his grades started to slip and his parents noticed, immediately looking for a tutor for him and settling on you, since you were "friends". as it turns out it's pretty hard to contact someone who doesn't even have contact names for people, just " brunette from bar" and "chick from biology". you finally got a hold of him and told him the arrangement, he didn't like it (to be expected) but his parents threatened to not support his dreams of becoming a tennis star if he didn't get good grades, so he settled.

- outside of his frequent escapades, patrick was a nice person, he actually did listen and ask questions the whole time you were explaining problems to him. once he actually get to know you a little bit (simple things like how you always complain about being thirsty but never bring a drink, or only use pens and never pencils, not caring if it's more trouble when you make a mistake), he respects you and your time more and doesn't skip lessons as much and actually does his homework.

- once you become friends on a bit of a deeper level, not just tutor and student, he talks to you about tennis, eventually inviting you to come watch him play. usually he's playing doubles with art, but you personally prefer the days when he's playing solo, you really get to focus on his talent and passion for the game that way. and patrick comes to look forward to seeing you in the stands at his games, art makes fun of him and pushes his shoulder whenever patrick gets distracted. he notices a weird feeling in his stomach when he does find a moment to look at you, smiling at how you're biting your nails and leaning forward on your seat.

- that night, patrick invites you to come to his victory party, he reasons that you helped him archive this victory by bringing peace to his academic life so of course you should come. you spend the night sipping on a drink in the corner of the room, given you only knew patrick and art, who were surrounded by admiring friends and family. just when you were picking up your coat and keys to leave, patrick was able to escape his fans and come over to you, his brows furrowing as he sees you're about to leave. "what do you think you're doing?" he asks, "you haven't even said hi tonight", if you were looking closer it would almost seem like he's pouting. you explains that you're tired, you don't really know anyone and honestly you'd rather just be in bed. "well lemme walk you to your car then yeah?", he helps you to put your coat on, ushering you out the door into the quiet street, ignoring your argument that it's really not necessary, fighting back with "a pretty girl like you shouldn't be walking alone late at night" and that shuts you up as you walk next to patrick, neither of you saying anything. it's a comfortable silence though, and you think back on your time with patrick and realize you've never really felt uncomfortable with him.

- once you get to your car safely you lean against your car to continue talking to him, thanking him thoroughly for walking you to your car, even though he had to leave his own party. maybe it was the glasses of champagne you had at the party or the way his skin glowed in the moonlight but you leaned in and kissed his cheek as an act of thanks. as you opened your car door to leave patrick did something he's never done to a girl, he made the first move, cupping your face in his hands and kissing you. he didn't know what it meant for your relationship but he didn't care in the moment, all he knew was how soft your lips felt against his. when he pulled away it was clear you were both quite awkward, so he gets you into your car and told you he'd text you the next day. and another first, he actually did text you the next day.

- from then on your relationship blossomed, for how experienced patrick was, he wasn't experienced in the more romantic aspects of a relationship, but just like you taught him chemical symbols and equations, you taught him how to have an actual healthy relationship. but still, patrick feels like he should know all these things already, you shouldn't have to ask for flowers or ask to go on a romantic date, you should be with someone who knows how to treat you right. about 4 months into your relationship he couldn't stop himself from thinking this way, knocking on your door right after practice and praying you'd answer. when you do, he makes you sit down on your bed and explains the whole ordeal, ending it with "you deserve someone better than me, that can treat you better.. we have to break up". you're immediately confused, the reason that he wants to break up is so stupid you feel like you need to slap him. you don't, of course but you certainly give him a firm talking to, reminding him of all the things you love about him and he feels like crying, his head falling into your lap as he holds your hand. he'd never imagined being in a relationship like this, and he promises to make you feel as lucky as you make him feel everyday <33

PLEASE DO OTHER LINKS FOR PATRICK

✴challengers p links pt 2✴

(same as last time.. 18+ under the cut)

Art Donaldson:

art just needs you after a long day of tennis practice <3

you told art he can't put it in until he wins a game <3

dilf! art can't keep his hands off of you when you wear the lingerie he bought you <3

the first time art fucks you without a condom he cums so fast <3

art just loves your thighs <3

Patrick Zweig:

you told patrick you wanna wait until marriage but he convinces you to do this <3

patrick can't keep his hands off of you.. even on a camping trip <3

patrick knows you have a hard time sleeping.. so he has a solution <3

he likes to tease you and make you ride his thigh when you're really needy <3

patrick using your ass as a stress toy after an annoying day <3

✴ challengers p links ✴

very much 18+ under the cut..

Art Donaldson:

eating you out in your dormroom <3

dilf! art prepping you for him <3

helping art with his morning wood <3

art is always so needy when you get home <3

you just can't help yourself when art wears those grey boxers <3

dilf! art is addicted to making you squirt <3

Patrick Zweig:

patrick just can't get enough of your tits <3

he loves the feeling of his balls against you <3

how patrick fucks you after being away for a long time <3

he promised he'd just put the tip in <3

patrick just needs to have his hands and lips all over you <3

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✴currently obsessing over: challengers, art donaldson (mike faist) & patrick zweig (josh o'connor)✴

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I understand Patrick’s pining so femininely