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《1st book in gawsten series》 debauchery- indulgence in sensual pleasures awsten was quiet even under the loud, outgoing blue head of hair and never spoke his mind, even when he should probably stick up for himself. geoff always was loud and spoke his mind, even when he should probably keep his mouth shut. *intended lower case* Copyright @kiwivevo 2017-2018 REWRITTEN 2020

in which awsten runs a NSFW account that no one knows about. not even jawn. geoff meets awsten, but something seems off about the innocent boy. [fluff/heavy smut] [long hair!daddy!geoff // little!fem!awsten]

Sequel to "This is just peachy." (Awsten Knight x reader) You thought you finally caught a break and could finally live a normal life, but nothing really goes your way. There has been mysterious killings in your local area. Despite his past, Awsten says he wants to save lives. But little do they know that the killer is after your blood next. Will you trust your friends and lover to keep you safe? Or are they after you too? It's a game of life or death. You only truly know someone if you are them or inside their head.

-Awsten Knight x reader- Being the photographer of the band, "WaterParks" was a thrill and was the core of your happiness. You mainly took pictures of the lead singer Awsten. But you always wondered why he never spoke a word to you. The only time you hear his voice is when he sings. Was he nervous or protecting himself? He sure wanted to protect you from the voices in his head. Maybe a little too much.

《 2nd book in gawsten series 》 resplendent - shining brilliantly awsten couldn't have asked for better friends and family. he still has troubles with speaking, but he knows geoff can help with that. that is, if awsten can get over his fears and doubts about it. *intended lowercase* Copyright @kiwivevo 2018 REWRITTEN 2020

Awsten gets a letter. Geoff gets a crush.

my bitchass stayed up until 3 in the mf morning on a school night to write this shit lmao i have regrets also i hAte writing smut it makes me so uncomfortable but i did it for the meme ur welcome

I resent the party scene with a part of me that's hard to see

It begins when you're sixteen. Every little mark your soulmate makes on their arms appears on yours. Mindless doodles. Class notes. Dicks from their annoying brother. Appointment reminders. Stray slip-ups. Intricate pieces of artwork. Everything. But you can never write back. For 19 year old Lacey Oaks, it was beautiful, detailed, intricate pieces of art. Buildings. Trees. People. All very Victorian. The occasional dick, which was quickly scribbled out. For 21 year old Emerson Barrett, it was mostly cuts.