he is half my soul, as the poets say

kat | libra | she/her requests are open

[katsuniverse]

N A V I G A T I O N ☀︎•°☆

About me

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edit update: I don’t use a google form for tag lists anymore so if you want to be added, just message me to ask! also not everything is consistently updated so feel free to ask my anything!! and ignore that my masterlist doesn’t match the blog rn pls!

[katsuniverse]

challengers masterlist

art donaldson

stanford art hcs

bestfriend!art

rebound!bsf!art

tashi duncan

nothing yet…

patrick zweig

nothing yet…

[katsuniverse]

I’m sorry but your latest post literally made my night and i just find it insane it only has like thirteen likes rnnnn… I’ve been missing sub art so bad and finding your account was like winning the LOTTERY!

omg thank you sm!! i wish it could’ve been longer and stuff but i was so tired lol. i miss art and sub art so much it kills me.

[katsuniverse]

wait what about using art as a rebound from ur ex (maybe patrick maybe not) and he’s had a crush on u for ages since u guys have been friends, and he’s so in love he’ll do anything and he’s just happy to be near you in any way.

idk i just think most art pieces now are pretty much the same but i love your take on him as a puppy almost

pairing: bsf! art donaldson x bsf!fem! reader

cw: lowk toxic reader, whipped art, smut but not explicit, highkey angsty sorry

a/n: i’m so sorry i took this long to respond. i have been in such a writing slump and ironically the only thing to give me motivation to write is the lack of art donaldson fics rn. also i’m sorry idk if you wanted this to be more fluffy or smutty but i unintentionally made it really sad lol.

art knew your go-to movie theater snacks. he knew your your favorite top. he knew your favorite comfort meal. he knew your favorite authors and bands. he knew when you needed a laugh, or a cry, or a hug. he also knew that no man would ever be good enough for you, maybe even himself included.

your ex, however, knew little to none of that. why is exactly why is cannot understand how someone as amazing as you could ever shed tears over someone like him.

it took less than 10 minutes for art to knock on your door after you called him crying post-break up. he heart sunk at ever sniffle and sob and he spent the night watching movies with you, holding you, and ordering your favorite food. maybe it was selfish, but he allowed himself to savor the feeling of you in his arms, to cherish every crumble of affection you had so graciously given him.

sure, you guys had cuddled before. but now at least there was no irrelevant boyfriend in your ear telling you to drop art.

the following week after the break up, art was more dependable than ever. he cleaned your room for you. he took notes for you in the classes you skipped. he brought you meals. he even did your laundry once.

art’s kindness was never lost on you. in fact, you often wondered why he was single. art was a unicorn compared to the dating sea of men. with a heart and a face like his, you would think he would be someone’s boyfriend.

after 2 weeks of feeling sorry for yourself you finally decided to end the pity party and go out. art was more than thrilled to be the person to take you to a weekend party at some random fraternity. it helped that you looked absolutely gorgeous.

he promised you before-hand that he wouldn’t let you drink alone and that you could find an uber home. he only began to realize his mistake after the alcohol made his brain fuzzy enough to think about kissing you as he watched you dance in the musky living room.

maybe it was the lights reflecting off your hair. maybe it was the genuine smile that graced your lips that he had missed seeing in so long. maybe it was the way you looked at him like there was nobody else in the room.

it didn’t matter who or what was to blame though as he couldn’t help his feet from walking to you and putting his hands on your hips. it was as if you had hypnotized him in a way that left no room for consideration. it didn’t matter that you were fresh out of a relationship. or that you were just friends. it didn’t matter that you were in a less than romantic setting or that he could smell the alcohol out of everyone’s breath around him. all that mattered to him was that you were in his arms and your eyes were on his lips.

truly, nothing could stopped him from connecting his mouth with yours, just like nothing would’ve stopped you from letting him.

that night you took art to your dorm and let him hold you like you were his. he devoured you like he had been waiting his whole life too (he had). you rocked back and forth on him like it was what your bodies were made to do. and you kissed eachother like it would never be enough.

you kissed his forehead afterward as he wrapped around you like this was completely normal.

it wasn’t until the next day when you went to class and continued talking to him like nothing happened that he thought he made a mistake.

but like clockwork you would come to his dorm or he would come to yours. you would intertwine your bodies in the sheets and moan eachothers name. he briefly wondered if you ever thought about your ex during it. be wondered if you had to hold yourself back from saying his name instead of arts just like art has to hold himself back from saying ‘I love you’ every time he watches you come.

sometimes he cries when you finally fall asleep. maybe because you might still love your ex. maybe because you might never love him. maybe because this is the closest he may ever be to you and yet he feels so far away.

art knows that it doesn’t matter anyway, because he would do it all again if it means being with you.

[musingsofheaven]

People’s husband is back for a few sightings. Get ready to get ghosted after!!!!

[trinabreakingdown]

MIKE FAIST IN EAST OF EDEN BABY YESSS

[delicqteheart]

MIKE FAIST SIGHTED ??? AND WITH TAYLOR RUSSELL ??!?!? NOBODY TALK TO ME

[katsuniverse]

oh my god

[musingsofheaven]

this man literally makes me feel parasocial everytime he comes out of hiding

[savannahcore27]

[queensunshinee]

what a time to be alive

[katsuniverse]

AHHGGHHGHH

he looks amazing omfg

[katsuniverse]

hi wifey can i be 🪽 anon

i am very much here for any sort of vampire!art fic you can make

YESSS ofc!! my very first anon <33

[b6rntosdiee]

[katsuniverse]

girl u have got to continue the bsf art for mike’s bday, maybe u ask him for help on a date or smt and he gets all pouty and convinces u to stay, and it happens too often so u confront him abt it and he breaks down and confesses. WE NEED MORE SUB ART 🙏 i beg

ty have fun 💗

this request truly speaks to my soul so ty for this.

a/n: might wait to post after i edit bc i want to do justice. also didn’t have time to make it nsfw so i’ll have to save that for another time bc i wanna do right by sub art <33

pining!bsf!art donaldson x reader

cw: confession, whiny art, reader dates men and is fem presenting, slight kissing, sfw

it was the same old, same old.

you have a date. you get nervous, because first dates make everyone nervous. you call art. you ask him to come over because he’s your friend, he’s a guy, and he always says to call when you need help. he comes over, starts acting weird, and doesn’t help. starts complaining until you cancel your date or ignore him and go.

tonight seems like one of those nights.

“art, if you’re not gonna be helpful, why come over?” you tug at your lashes with mascara in your mirror as your blond friend sulks on your bed.

he flips over, shoving his face in your pillow and wrinkling your just-made bed in the process. “because, you could be hanging out with me instead! i don’t understand the point of this anyway. you don’t even know if you like the guy, and you’re just wasting your night by meeting some rando when you could be seeing that new sci-fi, with me at the movies!” art whines, gripping onto your pillow like it’s the very thing that frustrates him.

you roll your eyes at his moping, not surprised at his typical attitude to your love life. finishing up your makeup with a lip gloss, you stand up to put your boots on, simultaneously ignoring him in the process.

“oh great! now you’re ignoring me already like i’m not even here. how could you leave me like this?? i’m your best friend! this guy is a stranger who probably won’t even ask you a single question about yourself all night.” he turns his head to watch you spray perfume on your pulse points, hoping to distract himself from the fact you’re getting pretty for a guy that’s not him. wearing earrings he bought you.

“sorry if I don’t want to die alone! it’s normal to date, and even if it goes terribly, at least i’ll know that I made an effort to find a guy worthwhile.” you walk over to drag his legs off the bed, sitting where they were and placing them back on your lap. at least he made the effort to take his shoes off, knowing you would hate them on your covers.

art takes the opportunity to face you fully, sitting up on your bed to be your level, as he offers a puppy pout. “you’ll never die alone! you have me for a reason.” you snort at that and he once again shoves down the slight ache that comes it. he grabs your hands with his own, unintentionally warming them as a means to whine more.

you only meet his glance with an unimpressed one that slowly morphs into an unreadable expression.

“why are you doing this?”

he drops his pout at your curious but genuine tone. he wants more than anything for you both to go back to laughing. anything to avoid answering your questions with truths that he feels too terrified to share. avoidance was a game art loved almost as much as tennis. he knew your friendship meant the world to him, so if sacrificing his feelings mean to keeping you close, he would allow himself to be silent forever.

he also knew you were smart. just as you were funny. and kind. and beautiful. and strong. and that keeping’s things from you was never his strong suit. avoiding came easy when it’s the only way out of lying to someone you love. until they figure it out.

art swallowed and tried to laugh it off, awkwardly. “doing what?”

the uneasiness that rolled of the boy wasn’t something to go unnoticed. “this? what you always do. what’s so wrong with me dating? you don’t do this when my girlfriends are in town?”

he wanted nothing more in that moment than for the ground the swallow him whole, taking his pride with him. this is it. he was going to tell you about his feelings and you would reject him and the friendship would be ruined.

“because i don’t want you to date other guys. i don’t want you to date anyone. i want you to myself. and i know it’s selfish and stupid and immature and you’re probably thinking i’m a pathetic loser that completely ruined our relationship but i hate lying to you and it’s been killing me and whenever we hang out all i can think about is how i wish you were mine and we’d be so good together and i need to shut up, i’m so sorry-“

you interrupt art by lifting his head and closing your hand over his mouth, needing him to stop avoiding your gaze.

“art, are you done now?” you tease him with a barely concealed smirk, watching as his wide-turned eyes dart everyone on your face. he nods slowly, unblinking.

you remove your hand from his lips, taking in the wild flush that covers his pale skin.“good. now why did you wait this long to ask me out when i’ve been dating douchebags for months?”

art laughs stiffly for a moment before his eyes widen once again cartoonishly, watching your grin grow and waiting not a second more before he pounces on you.

his lips are soft, eager, and everything yet nothing like how you imagined. maybe you knew deep down, all along that this was the right thing. art understands you in ways no other guy has come close to. and although you didn’t intend to end the night with your bestfriend’s tongue down your throat, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[katsuniverse]

hi y’all!

i promise i’m getting on the requests (and there’s some im def excited abt), but i have had a lot of deadlines bc we just started our spring semester and i’m still recovering from a surgery i had last week and doing rehearsals for a show so pls have some patience, tyyy!

[katsuniverse]

i would love to write something for art donaldson for mike faists bday so pls pls pls send me a request!!

[digitaldeathx-deactivated202605]

self-awareness check, list five things you like that aren't media pieces in the tags now ‼️

[dilfluvrgirllxoxo]

came back to tumblr and only have one thing to say: THE PEOPLE NEED MORE SUB!ART DONALDSON !!!!!! PLEASE. JUST LOOK AT HIM.