fandom: girl meets world ship: riley matthews x lucas friar word count: 1,652 summary: riley matthews thinks that lucas friar’s lips are their own special kind of magic and she’s completely under their spell // or riley just really loves lucas’ lips notes: this is just a lil drabble that i was inspired to write, 99.9% of the inspiration came from this amazing drabble by my girl @friarlucas who also was the major encouragement for me in writing this. not much happens plot wise, but there are feelings. enjoy!
At the tender age of twelve, Riley Matthews has yet to have her first kiss.
She knows that it isn’t that big of a deal, there are plenty of other girls her age that haven’t locked lips yet, but she’s waiting and the wants the moment to be perfect. Her only problem is that none of the boys in her class have lips that she wants to kiss. Dave’s are too chapped, constantly cracked and look unpleasant to touch. Wyatt’s are too wet, due to his constant lick lipping and smacking. Farkle’s are always moving too fast, she’s never able to get a good look at them as he’s always spewing words from them at a mile a minute, far too fast for her to keep up with it.
It isn’t until she meets Lucas Friar that she knows what perfect lips look like, and she wants nothing more than to kiss them.
“Thank you, Molly Hooper,” he said in a low voice before he took her head in his hands and lowered his mouth to hers.
Her eyes widened when his Cupid’s bow lips touched her thin and unkissable ones. Is he kissing me? Holy shit, he’s kissing me! She did not wait another moment before she wrapped her arms round his neck and kissed him back.
But it only took a few more moments before he pulled away and chuckled at her frustrated groan. (x)
i was thinking about this (yea i know, it can be a dangerous thing for a woman to think - lol) in the context of all the blogs of having men corroborate women’s tales of infidelity, of abuse, etc. in order for others to believe said women.
could it be possible that sansa remembered correctly, that she was not an unreliable narrator afterall and that sandor is the one in denial (afterall he was quite hammered that night and alcohol related blackouts not uncommon, not that i know)?
he must have been really close to her, atop her, his face so close to hers. i always visualize his forehead touching hers at some point in the encounter (false memory perhaps - love the irony in that self confession). perhaps his lip touched hers but he did not feel it (numbed by the alcohol or scar tissues or both).
and furthermore, even if it did not in fact happen, it happened in her mind, therefore part of her reality (perception being truth). clear to me that he wanted her.
hey! sansalayned suggested i message you :) can you talk a bit about sandor clegane and sansa stark? i am not a shipper but i am not against the ship either if that makes sense so i do not want you to think im being critical or sending hate i am just very curious! and i want to hear your thoughts! so he protects her, this is true, but he also tells the queen about her period and he tries to force himself upon her so i dont really know what to make of this. and the whole "kiss" situation (1/2)
like we dont know if the kiss really happened. what are your thoughts?
Hi! Thanks so much for coming and asking.
I’m sort of unsure where to begin, in all honesty. I don’t know if you realize it (maybe you do) but you kinda hit the nail on the head with this ask about the very core of their dynamic which makes it simultaneously a tough ask to answer.
I think ultimately I can only really in good conscience address the last bit of your question, which is about the UnKiss. I say that not because I don’t have stuff to say about their dynamic on a more broad level, but rather because I feel like I’d be regurgitating stuff I’ve already said (which I’ll probably link to over the course of this response), and I feel like the one topic I’ve never really talked about specifically is the UnKiss.
Before I start, though, I should say–I’m going to be talking (as I do most of the time) specifically book canon dynamic. The show muddled stuff up IMO (like, as you mention, Sandor being at all present for Sansa’s first period, which he isn’t in the books). If anything, I think the book dynamic is stickier than it is on the show, which is part of what I like so much about it.
So..... How long do you think Hannibal and Will waited after that spectacular cliff dive (which they were just diving for pearls ok) until they went back and had hot gratuitous sex?!
I wrote this all out to Marz and Erin over Viber like a week ago so i will just post it here now.
The first night they are warm and safe and comfortable. They slide into bed naked together and cuddle. And Hannibal kisses Will all over. Leaves no inch of him unkissed, even kisses his hole and his cock and EVERYTHING but Will is completely relaxed because IT IS IN NO WAY SEXUAL. it is just Hannibal confirming to himself Will is there and alive and confirming to Will he does care about him and will cherish him.
Most nights they sleep together, naked because both are so touch starved but again…nothing sexual. Like they almost never even wake up with hardons and when it does happen on occasion it’s like whatever nd Hannibal is ALWAYS touching Will. Caresses to hand and back and leg and he is apparently addicted to running his hands through Will’s curls and sometimes just comes up and hugs him tight, hands resting over the scar.
Will returns the touches but not near as much as Hannibal and almost never instigates touches. Will is always aware of where Hannibal is and will appear suddenly and just watch Hannibal with a small smile. Hannibal doesn’t acknowledge him, he doesn’t preen but something relaxes between them in moments like this.
Time passes and…nothing happens. They were just recovering and being happy with each other. Hannibal still hasn’t killed yet. He never NEEDED too and since he hardly goes out, he doesn;t meet a lot of rude people and when he does…well if he went after them he would lose sleep time wth Will.
NOT WORTH IT!
Plus Will never would say Stop. if you loved me you stopped. Because Will knows Hannibal would and Hannibal knows Will knows he would. The killing will start, or it won’t. Maybe because Will initiates it but…it;s ok if it doesn’t. Hannibal got to kill with him and knows it will never be as good as that first time.
Eventually, after about a year, Hannibal takes lovers on occasion and Will just has no fucks to give. Like get yourself some Hannibal. They NEVER stay the night and Hannibal NEVER lets his partners in THEIR bed or in THEIR room.
Their bedroom is sacrosanct, for them only. Hannibal has his own room for his fun activities just as Will has his…though Will’s is actually used as a place he does his flys. He would fix motors there but Hannibal said HAYUL NAW. So Will fixes them in the garage and bliss reigns.
All Hannibal wanted was to kill with Will and have Will be with him, know him, see him and accept him. He has that now. Also, he knows Will is straight so since sex was never a motivator it doesn’t matter,. Hell he encourages Will to go sleep with someone if he wants and Will says he will, when he wants to and they laugh and snuggle down under the covers. And ALWAYS they are naked because they are already mentally and emotionally naked with each other all the time so physical nakedness is nothing.
Plus it lets them feel each other as much as possible with no barriers.
Will does go on a few dates but aside from some good laughs and genuine fun he has no desire to sleep with any of the women he dates. And for Will, it’s ALWAYS women.
Despite Hannibal’s encouragement, Will never takes a lover. He is still recovering from everything and just…he’s happy and content and gets his fill of physical touch and he was so used for so long to not having sex that eh. He is not opposed but he has not found anyone who hits that right button
One day, nearly two years since the fall, Will, waking up groggy and lazy, gets curious and asks Hannibal if he ever wanted to have sex with him. Hannibal laughs and strokes his curls and says from the moment he smelled that atrocious aftershave,. They share a laugh and a few more cuddles then go about their day.
A few nights later, Will comes to bed…and Hannibal smells the aftershave.
It’s not overpowering, in fact, if it were anyone but Hannibal they might not even have been able to smell it but Hannibal does and he laughs and Will, who was laying on his stomach, laughs and hides his face in his pillow and, like their first night, Hannibal starts kissing him, every, single, inch of him.
Once they do start having sex, it reawakens Will’s dormant libido so sex is had fairly often but, mostly, they just kiss. Will straddling Hannibal, both naked, neither one hard and just kiss and cuddle, like teenagers. Deep long kisses that lave them gasping for air, short sweet little “chu” type kisses that make them giggle. Will does that a lot to Hannibal.
It’s not always sunshine and motherfucking light though.
One night Will wakes up ands tarts sobbing. Not silent sobs, the kind that rench your whole body and leav you feeling beat up for days after. It’s everything, EVERYTHING coming out. From even before he met Hannibal, to his pain over Hannibal’s betrayal, his guilt over betraying Hannibal and guilt over leaving Molly and happiness he is where he is and guilt over being happy and fear he will become a killer and lose himself and just EVERYTHING,
Hannibal just holds him, unmindful of tears and snot and spit dripping on him and he doesn’t try to let Will stop, or calm him. He just lets Will get it out
When Will is done, an hour, a minute, a year, later, (he is not sure how long he was crying), he gets up and goes to the kitchen to get some water. He comes back with an ice pack, some painkillers, and a washcloth to clean up the mess he made on Hannibal. Once done he hauls back and punches Hannibal hard enough to borderline dislocate his jaw.
Hannibal takes it in stride. Will kisses where he just punched and gives Hannibal the painkillers and icepack he brought then cuddles right back up next to h im. Hannibal has a happy duckling smile and nuzzles Will’s curls as they both settle back down.
The bruise takes a week to fade and swelling to go down enough for Hannibal to eat anything aside from liquid but he never complains and Will never apologizes. Will knows he does not need to.
Know any angsty drarry fics where Harry is injured an Draco helps him with recovery? Or where Draco is there when Harry is injured/finds him injured severely? Hurt/comfort, and no MCD please! (Also, I love this blog!! You're so kind)
Thank you! Here are some;
Hello, China! by Nattish (19k) In a world where Voldemort has been defeated but the Death Eaters remain at large, Harry Potter is a war colonel leading a regiment across Muggle Eurasia. When he’s injured in the line of duty, he refuses treatment from anyone except Healer Malfoy, who is befuddled but perfectly willing to find out what this means.
Bad Medicine by Playout (25k) As an Auror, Harry is no stranger to St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries but he has reached his limit with his confidential information appearing in the Prophet after every visit. He’s angry enough to give even his childhood nemesis’s private practice a go. At least if Harry’s secrets show up in the paper now, he’ll know who to hex.
Broken Dreams by Queenie_Mab (30k) When Healer Malfoy answers an Auror field emergency summons, being stuck experiencing Harry Potter’s memories while he sleeps is not at all what he wants to be doing, but it seems that the curse that joins them is only the tip of the crime about to be unravelled.
Doctor! Doctor! (Is this love I’m feeling?) by Khasael (20k) For the first time ever, Harry agrees to seek medical help when he feels ill. His Auror colleagues are amazed, and most of the St Mungo’s staff are starstruck, but when it keeps happening, Draco suspects Harry has a hidden agenda. And he’s right.
Sex on Fire by Gypsyflame (11k) A life-threatening injury brings Malfoy back into Harry’s life.
Conquering the Dark by noeon (23k) Harry’s a Healer specialising in the care of children, Draco Malfoy’s an expert in neuromagic at St Mungo’s. A difficult case forces them to work together and, in the process, unearths some of the trauma of the past, as well as the chance for healing in the present.
Dawn by kedavranox (28k) The Aurors tend to assume that someone broke in That Night, and Harry doesn’t want to make them think otherwise. He doesn’t want them to know that it wasn’t a break in at all. That it was Harry’s fault… that he let it happen.
The Ties That Bind by Phoenix_Writing (61k) Upon Andromeda’s death, Harry and Draco are given custody of Teddy. Their lives will never be the same again.
Talk to Me by Saras_Girl (15k) When the usual channels of communication are shut down, the most surprising people can find a way in. A strange little love story.
All Life Is Yours To Miss by Saras_Girl (115k) Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.
Any Instrument by @dictacontrion (131k) Draco Malfoy wouldn’t go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can’t control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify.
Potential Gravity by zeitgeistic (32k) Draco is not good at Cards Against Humanity, but Harry’s not good at being human, so it all works out. Except for the explosions. And Harry’s inability to live when Draco’s not around.
Progress by evilgiraff (7k) Five years after the end of the war, and Harry’s taking part in a remembrance pilgrimage across the country. When he realises another old schoolmate is also taking part, it’s all too easy to fall back into the habit of watching Draco Malfoy.
After Eden by Rickey (15k) Life threatening injuries are an occupational hazard even for a seasoned Auror, but Harry Potter never considered the possibility of life altering injury. And why is it that Draco Malfoy has to be the one to help him?
Healing Touch by arineat and digitallace (18k) After an accident forces Harry away from professional Quidditch and back to Hogwarts, he discovers the healing abilities of a certain former Slytherin…
Eternity With You by Winnett (18k) One moment with Harry was worth more than an eternity alone.
Amnesty by sesheta_66 (21k) Draco Malfoy, shunned by the masses and turned away from the Aurors more times than he’d care to admit, is taking out remnants of the Dark Lord’s fan club himself – by being the best assassin money can buy. When the stone-cold killer happens upon a body lying in the alley, however, he can’t leave the man for dead. When the man turns out to be Harry Potter, he does what anyone in his position would do – he brings him home.
The Importance of Blood by slytherinishh (10k) Watching Harry Potter die was a lot less dramatic than he’d imagined.
Life Debt Number What? by chibitoaster (6k)
Harry saves Draco’s life again. It’s becoming quite a habit. This time, however, there’s actually a chance that Draco can pay him back using the beltane rituals.
Thou Art More Lovely by writcraft (8k) When Harry Potter is cursed by an innocuous looking book, he is rendered incapable of speaking in anything other than rhyming verse. Harry struggles through his treatments with a gleeful Healer Malfoy all while faced with the prospect of becoming the Wizarding world’s worst poet in living memory. Things take a turn for the worst when Harry discovers that the curse has its own unusual and typically poetic cure.
But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung; Else it were better we should part, and go, Thou to some lips of sweeter melody, And I to nurse the barren memory Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.
—Silentium Amoris / The Silence of Love - Oscar Wilde
He’s had a lot of first kisses, kissed a lot of people, but his real first kiss had been a fumble of awkward teeth, and the first kisses that followed, they had been of little note at all.
But this one, this one creeps in a funny sort of uncertainty, bashful almost, tentative, as he leans forward, Hannibal’s eyes watching him, determined, until he pauses centimeters from his face in pointed wait, and they surrender to closing. This one feels like a first.
He leaves Hannibal there, in the hanging balance between unkissed and kissed, breath caught and defenseless, waiting for the hovering touch to land. He seems small, Will thinks, somehow, the warm summer sun casting shadows along his cheeks as the salt sprays sultry mists into the air.
Small in this moment, waiting to cross another divide. Waiting for Will to kiss him, hope of triumph, but as Hannibal sits still before him, fingers laced across his lap, back straight, all of him aware, it remains entirely in Will’s hands.
He kisses Hannibal and it’s sweet, which doesn’t really follow, because neither one of them are even close to that. They’re scarred and gnarled, cut up and pasted together - bitter with losses, sour with fears. But somehow together, it’s fragile.
He kisses Hannibal again and pulls away to watch the lids slowly lift, a tumultuous blend of crashing joy so strong it mars to pain, and a seeping sort of curiosity, childlike and eager, greeting him all at once. And something steeling lurking also, waiting.
He laughs. “Don’t worry, I won’t push you overboard this time.”
And just like that, the spell is broken. Hannibal blinks, though, notably, it takes more than one, two, three, blinks to get everything settled again and they go back to being themselves the way they always are these days.
Luke would look at you awkwardly, not really knowing how to react. How could you not have had your first kiss yet? He would look down at your lips; unkissed lips. Should he kiss them? Would that be weird? How would you react? He would look back at your eyes again. He would wonder what you were thinking. Did you want him to kiss you? Was it wrong for him to kiss you? Finally, you would smile, and he would lighten up. Maybe he should kiss you…
Ashton would laugh like you just told him a joke. You were wayyyyy to pretty to not have been kissed. There was absolutely nothing that anyone could find wrong with you. Why wouldn’t someone want to kiss you? Ashton definitely wanted to. You smiled up at him, whispering “maybe we could kiss?” Ashton’s heart would race, his hands would get sweaty, and his lips would smile before he took away your first kiss and something else down the road ;)
Michael would shake his head. “You’re lying,” he would smile. “I’m not, honestly,” You would reply. He would smile at you, still thinking this was all one big joke. “Michael, I’m not joking,” You would finally say. Michael realized this harmless game of truth or dare had turned into something he didn’t understand. He was positive you had your first kiss. You had to! If Michael could have his first kiss, you definitely have had to as well. When the lightbulb above his head lit, Michael knew what he was going to do. He leaned over to you on the couch, grabbed your face, and closed his eyes…
Calum wouldn’t hesitate to sneak a kiss from you somehow. He had a crush on you since you two met, but he didn’t know how to say it. Now, as roommates, Calum was practically dying when it came to you. He always wanted to kiss you and hold you in his arms. Why couldn’t he? When you finally opened up to him about not having been kissed, Calum took his chance. “Can- Can I kiss you?” He would ask quietly. You nod, and Calum takes your chin in between two of his fingers, and brings your lips up to his…