#jack lowdown

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Charlie Vickers & Jack Lowden as SAURON THE RINGS OF POWER: 2.01

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It physically hurts

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FIONN RECENTLY. LOOK AT OUR TINY BOY’S HAIR. THE LORD HAS SAVED US ALL 😂😂

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Fionn is so done with Harry’s shit 😂😂

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AHHHHHH ❤️❤️

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Fionn Whitehead Fanfiction: The Dressing Room ❤️

Hello everyone! I’ve FINALLY got around to posting something. I really hope you enjoy this, I know it’s a short one! Don’t worry, I am working and loads of series for you guys, so stay tuned! Enjoy!

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Y/N POV

“I don’t think I can wear that, Fionn.” “What’d ya mean? You’ll look gorgeous in this dress!” he says holding up a white, skin tight dress. That, quite frankly, is more of a top that covers the top half of your bum. “I really hope your joking,” I say with a giggle. “I’ll get a small and a medium,” he says grabbing the dresses. I roll my eyes at his action and continue looking for dresses. “How about this one, love?” Fionn says holding up a red dress that has a high neck, mini waist, and flares out near the hips. I roll my eyes at his choice, and he picks up more dresses. “Okay, I think that’s enough!” I say holding up all the dresses already in my arms. He shrugs and grabs them from my arms, allowing me to easily look through more dresses. I’m looking for a simple dress that isn’t too flashy, but isn’t too concentrative. We’re having dinner with both of our parents next week, so I need to look good. “I think we’re good now. I don’t see anything else I like,” Fionn says. I let out a loud and obnoxious laugh and receive strange looks from people in the store. “Nothing else suits you, huh?” “Nope. I’ll be in the dressing room waiting for you.” “You mean, you’ll be sitting outside of the dressing room.” “Sureeee.” Fionn walks over to the lady at the counter to request a room. She gets a key and the two of them walk to the dressing rooms. I can’t believe him. I decide to go to the dressing room. There’s no sense of looking for more dresses when I have so many already picked out. I’m bound to find one that looks good. When I walk into the dressing room area I see Fionn, marker in hand, writing my name on the mini white board that’s planted to the door. I shake my head and smile. I can’t believe that he is the boy that swept me off my feet. “Thankssss,” I say. “Sure, love.” He opens the door and I walk in. He follows and shuts the door behind us. “And what do you think you’re doing?” I ask. “Helping you, of course,” he says cooly. Fionn’s been acting quite strange lately. He usually never comes into the dressing room, let alone comes dress shopping with me. He always complains half way through the day about how long I take. But today… Today he asked if he could come, and of course I said no! I knew that he would complain, but to my surprise he hasn’t… Yet. “You shouldn’t be in here,” I whisper. “The lady said it was fine. They’re closing in an hour and no one else is here.” “So you asked her if we could have sex in the dressing room?” “Indirectly, but yes.” I feel my face turn bright red. I start taking my top off when he stops me. “That’s my job,” he says in a hush voice. He moves his hands to my hips and slowly pulls the top over my head and drops it onto the bench behind us. “Now for these,” he says moving his down to my skirt. He unzips the side zipper. I can sense  he’s nervous and the shaking of his hands. He lets the skirt drop to the floor, and I step out of it, leaving me only in only my underwear and bra. He carefully cups my breasts and ever so slightly places a kiss on my forehead. I smile and attempt to grab a dress on rack, but he grips my wrist to stop me. “That’s for later,” he says. His eyes are wild for me. I start unbuttoning his shirt and strip his pants off. He pulls me close to him and places his hands on my back to undo my bra. I let the straps fall, allowing the bra to fall to the floor. He moves me over to the bench in the overly large dressing room, so I’m laying on my back. He takes off his underwear and grabs his pants from the floor. He starts rummaging through the pockets before he pulls out a condom. He walks back over to me and strips my underwear off. I take the condom from his hand. “That’s for later,” I whisper.

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Thinking of expanding on this idea!! Please, send in your fanfic request! My ask box and dms are always open! 😋

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Bitch, what?

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Hehehehe