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i made a shitty c.ai bot if anyone wants to check it out <3

#it’s so bad #like all of my bots #i really need to get back into making them it’s so fun #any moots who see this i was too scared to tag you

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If you listen to the song (which you absolutely should) it sounds exactly like Evan (if you’ve ever heard him sing the cover of ‘Come as you are’ by Nirvana, In an episode of the season ‘Freak Show’) You could definitely hear his voice in this song.

✨Enjoy 🎀

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

Management ☆

alex × fem reader

summary: you and your boyfriend work at the same sex shop

warnings: nsfw, porn with little plot, unprotected p in v, hair pulling, semi-public sex

you met your boyfriend, Alex, a few months ago. you were a broke college student, and needed a job. so, you applied at Adult World, a sex shop in the downtown area of where you lived. Alex was the manager, who you had taken a liking to. turned out, he liked you too. so, you two had hung out one night, had sex, and got into a relationship.

You were currently standing behind the counter, sighing. it was slow, obviously; since no one buys sex shit or rent a porn in the middle of the day. you felt arms wrap around your waist, a kiss being planted on your neck.

"hey.” he said, his voice just as low as ever. you smile, sighing.

"hey." you say back. you feel him planting more kissing down your neck. his left hand trailed down your waist, his middle and ring fingers sliding between your thighs.

"Alex." you laugh, pushing his hands away. "we're at work."

"yeah, no shit." he laughed, massaging you from outside of your jeans. he continued kissing your neck, his fingers applying light pressure. “it's really slow today. Mary Anne and Todd aren't even in"

you sigh, leaning into your boyfriend. you two could get fired if Mary Anne and Todd decided to make a surprise visit. Mary Anne and Todd were the two people who owned the shop. it was quite a surprise, considering the two were in their late 60s.

“we can’t take risks like that at work,” you smile. “i literally just got this job a few months ago. really don’t feel like getting fired.”

“c’mon…we’ll flip the closed sign, unbox some vibrators or something, and we can do it in the inventory room,” Alex laughed. you let out a heavy, exasperated sigh.

“fine,” you agree.

Alex’s face lit up. he grabbed your hand, dragging you along across the store before dragging you into the inventory room. he pins you against the wall, the fingers of one hand dragging through your hair. you unbutton your jeans and take off your shirt, leaving you in your bra and panties.

“you’re so cute,” he laughed, pushing his lips against yours. you kiss him, your mouths opening and closing with each long, wet kiss. his tongue slipped into your mouth. his fingers moved down your body, fingers rubbing your clit in a circular motion.

Alex unzipped his jeans, pushing them, along with his boxers, right below his cock. he grabbed your ass, lifting you as you wrapped your legs around his torso. you pushed your panties aside before he plunged you down onto his precum-soaked cock. you gasp softly, wrapping your arms around him. you two kiss as he pushed you against the wall, pinning you there with his body as he pushed you up and down over his length.

one of his favorite things about you was how you tightened around him when you were about to come. it always milked his orgasm perfectly. he pressed his lips to your neck, leaving purple-ish hickies every time he pulled away.

he bucked his hips up, thrusting into you roughly. he chuckled huskily, watching your face contort in pleasure. “are you coming?” he chuckled.

you nod, letting out a squeaky moan, as your head pressed back against the wall. you took a sharp inhale of air, putting your forehead against his shoulder. he scoffed playfully, patting your back.

“attagirl, breathe…just breathe” he smiled, kissing your head before ruffling your hair softly.

taglist: @fear-is-truth , @dangeroustaintedflawed , @newwavesylviaplath @slutforgarlogan @nickrhodeslittledarling @coentinim @cultw3b

#imagines #oneshots #alex x y/n #adult world oneshots #adult world imagines #alex x you #why doesn’t alex have a last name 😭 #my apologies for an inconsistent upload schedule

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

Hru?

i’m surviving <3

how about you ?

[am3ricanh0rrorwh0re]

don't fucking interrupt me when i'm reading my x reader fics it's rude

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I only read other peoples tarots because I know im fucking cooked. I don't need my divine eyes to see that.

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Possibly a cooper day one ???🥺🥺🥺

yes yes pookie i’ll get to it dw

i js haven’t had the motivation for cooper 😭😭

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Hii girl! Can I request a Max cooperman fic? 🥺👉👈 I think he's so cute and I'm sure you can do him justice with your writing ❤ I don't wanna throw in anything specific so write anything you want!

(P.S. your fics are amazing 💓)

thank you oh em gee !! 🤍🖤

so it’s the fact you requested this and i’ve had a max cooperman fic in my drafts 🫣 don’t worry, don’t worry, it’s almost done !! like really close !! it’s fluff, but i can totally make a smut one

(love it when you hit up my inbox btw. you’re so awesome 🖤🖤)

— faye

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we always talk about frat kyle and franken kyle but what about 7 wonders kyle 😭😭

he needs more appreciation

#evan peters #kyle spencer #7 wonders kyle spencer #he’s such a cutie #we never talk about him like what

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you wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

#murder house #female hysteria #femcel #girlblogging #american horror story #manic pixie dream girl #i actually dont like taylor swift but this fit perfectly #my actual location if you even care

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luke cooper x fem!reader

summary: Luke Cooper, the nepotism hire at Dunder Mifflin, starts to get a little crush on you.

warnings: nsfw, car sex, fingering, unchecked writing, smut with little plot

a/n: i had nothing to title this one ✌️

”Coffee monkey has arrived,” You heard Luke’s voice say as he walked into the office area, holding a cardboard carton of coffees. An audible sigh of annoyance escaped the workforce of Dunder Mifflin as a whole, including yourself.

Luke Cooper. Michael Scott’s nephew, who apparently Michael hasn’t seen because he was cut off from that side of his family. No fucking wonder. Luke was lazy, incompetent, ignorant. But Michael still ordered that everyone had to not nag or bother Luke. Nepotism in its finest form, just like fine cut cocaine. Except cocaine actually gave some form of pleasure and satisfaction. Unlike Luke.

“You got my order right, Luke…” You say. Luke gave that smug-ass smile. Luke’s eyes looked you up and down with a smile. It’s like he always got everything right about you. It was weird.

“Just the way you like it, right?” Luke asked, smiling. You roll your eyes, unimpressed by his antics of giving you special attention.

You walked back over to your desk, sighing as you stared down at the cup of Starbucks. Why the fuck was he so lazy with everyone else? He was so lazy, that all he practically did was sit there, smile, and laugh like he was fucking high. But for some reason, you found that…endearing?

About half an hour later, Luke came up to your desk. He smiled at you, tapping his hands on the wood of your desk. You look up a him with a sharp exhale. You put on a fake smile and looked up at him.

“Hey,” You smile.

“Hi,” He smiled back. It was a really bland start to a conversation. He looked exhausted, like always. Exhausted or high.

"What do you need, Luke?" You asked, looking up from your computer screen. Luke had been known for coming around your desk just to annoy you with his antics, but you always brushed him off.

"Nothing, nothing," He replied, scratching the back of his head nervously. You could already guess what he wanted to ask you. But since he hadn't stated it yet, you gave him a chance to spill before you did. 

“I just thought, we haven't hung out ever. Wanna go smoke in my car?" He suggested, smirking slyly.

Letting out a small sigh, you begrudgingly agreed, “Fine. Let’s go.”

soon enough, you two were sitting in the backseat of Luke’s red car, sharing a cigarette with the windows rolled down. “Why do you always get my order right?” You ask.

“Well,” Luke began, taking a drag from his cigarette before blowing out a cloud of smoke. He looked away, clearly trying to come up with a believable excuse. 

“It's simple, really. I pay extra attention to your order so I can get it right. It’s not that hard.” He grinned, trying to hide his nervousness. Maybe he could sense that you saw straight through his lie.

After a few moments of silence, he continued, "Besides... I like making sure you're happy." He muttered, glancing at you sideways. His eyes met yours for a brief moment before he quickly looked away again.

“And I enjoy spending time with you.” He couldn't help but blush as he admitted that last part, the truth behind his actions slowly slipping out. He took another drag from his cigarette, watching the tip glow with each puff. He then offered you his pack of cigarettes, holding it out to you so you could have one if you wanted.

 "Want another? Or should I take it as a sign you're mad?" He joked, trying to lighten the mood. You shake your head, sliding closer to him.

Luke sighs, looking out the window as you scooted closer. He smiled, starting with a quick place of his hand on your thigh. Soon though, you were on his lap, naked from the torso down.

Luke’s fingers slid in and out of your core with precision, like he’d done this a million times before. But you knew he hadn’t. No one would ever in a million years want Luke Cooper’s fingers up their pussy. No one except you. You moaned, your fingers digging into his pants like you were hanging onto a cliff.

“L-Luke-“ You whine, your legs shaking. He laughs at you, moving his fingers in and out quicker now, curving his fingers upwards inside of you. You squeak, exhaling shakily.

He grabs your hips, placing you down next to him as he pulled his fingers out of you. Luke unbuckled his belt before sliding down his pants and boxers. His cock shot up, flushed and covered in precum. He twitched as he looked at you, sighing. You straddled him, hovering just over his tip.

“You’re such a tease,” He whined, grabbing your hips as he forced you down onto his cock gently. A lot more gently than you thought he would. You let out a sharp gasp, your eyes closing as you panted softly.

Luke held your hips, bouncing you up and down on his cock. You never knew you had feelings for Luke until you were riding his dick. Well, you never knew your feelings were this strong. No matter how much he annoyed you, you always wanted to fuck his brains out

. The tip hit your g-spot, making you moan loudly. One of Luke’s hands covered your mouth, his other holding your neck.

“Shh, shh, shh…slower, slower, okay? we can’t rock the car, they’ll see us from up in the office,” He chuckled, panting softly as he held your neck. Luke squeezed your neck, his hand coming off of your mouth to unbutton your shirt.

“That’s it…that’s it. perfect…” He said huskily as you slowed down your bounces. Luke unbuttoned your shirt, peeling it off to kiss your chest. “I knew all these coffee runs would get me somewhere,”

taglist: @fear-is-truth , @dangeroustaintedflawed , @newwavesylviaplath @slutforgarlogan @nickrhodeslittledarling @coentinim @foreverlovestruck

all rights reserved !!

#luke cooper #luke cooper oneshots #luke cooper smut #luke cooper imagines #never thought i’d be writing this so that’s cool #evan peters #evan peters oneshots #luke cooper x fem!reader #luke cooper x reader #luke cooper x you

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Your Tate fic is amazing girl! ❤

thank youu !! 🖤

i’m so sorry i’ve been starving you guys 😭

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her : “are you fucking stupid?”

me :

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Alive For The Night ☆

tate langdon x fem!reader

summary: your clingy boyfriend Tate takes you on a late night beach date on halloween

warnings: none

a/n: here’s a post as an apology for starving you all 💞

The waves whispered against the shore, a rhythmic lullaby that serenaded you two as you walked hand in hand along the moonlit beach. The air was cool, salty, and alive with the fragrance of the ocean. It was the perfect night for a rendezvous, away from the prying eyes of the world and of the Murder House’s infamous ghostly residents.

Tate stole a glance at you, the soft glow of the moon illuminating your features, casting a halo around your silhouette. You were beautiful to him, ethereal even, your eyes reflecting the shimmering stars above. He couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in his chest, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. Not since he was alive….

"So, why the sudden urge for a late-night beach date, Tate? On Halloween no less…planning to kill me?” you asked, your voice a melodic harmony in the tranquil night.

Tate shrugged, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes like a flickering star. "Just felt like it, you know? Sometimes you gotta seize the moment, live a little."

You chuckled softly, leaning into him as you two continued your leisurely stroll. "I like that about you, Tate. Always spontaneous."

You guys walked in comfortable silence for a while, the only sound the gentle crashing of waves against the shore. Tate couldn't help but marvel at the serenity of it all, the way the moonlight danced on the water, painting everything in shades of silver and blue.

As they reached the water's edge, Tate kicked off his shoes and rolled up his jeans, the cold water sending shivers up his spine. He turned to you with a playful grin, his brown eyes shining in the moonlight. "You coming in, or are you too chicken?"

You raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corners of your lips. "Oh, you're on, Langdon."

With that, you kicked off your own shoes and waded into the water, squealing as the cold water enveloped your ankles. Tate laughed, splashing her playfully as you retaliated with her own waves.

For a while, you forgot about everything else, lost in the simple joy of each other's company. The couple chased each other along the shore, the laughter of youth echoing in the night.

Eventually, you grew tired, collapsing onto the sand in a heap of laughter and exhaustion. Tate lay on his back, the sand cool against his skin, as he stared up at the night sky along with you beside him.

"You know," you said, your voice soft and contemplative, "I never thought I'd find happiness again after everything that's happened. But with you, Tate, it's like… I don't know, everything just falls into place."

Tate turned to you, his heart swelling with emotion. "You're not alone, you know. I've been lost for so long, but being with you… it feels like I've finally found my way home."

You lay there in silence, the sound of your breathing mingling with the gentle rustle of the breeze. In that moment, you two were infinite, two souls intertwined in the vast expanse of the universe.

As the night wore on, you watched as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon of the coast, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold. It was a new beginning, a promise of a future filled with endless possibilities.

And as you walked back along the beach with him, hand in hand, Tate knew that no matter what trials lay ahead, as long as you two had each other, they could weather any storm or any apocalypse life threw your way.

taglist: @fear-is-truth , @dangeroustaintedflawed , @newwavesylviaplath @slutforgarlogan @nickrhodeslittledarling @coentinim @foreverlovestruck

#tate langdon imagines #american horror story #imagines #tate langdon #evan peters #tate langdon x reader #tate langdon x you #american horror story murder house

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hey y’all !! i wanna apologize deeply for my unstable and inconstant updating schedule. my last day is on may 31st, so over the summer (when i’m not working), my schedule should be back to normal. i love you all so so much and thank you for the support while i’ve been inconsistent. this is NOT a goodbye message !! it’s merely an update yall.

i have 10+ current drafts which i’m editing/writing still. they should be out periodically. thank you again for all the continued support and i should be back soon !!

@dangeroustaintedflawed @slutforgarlogan @newwavesylviaplath @cult-of-lambs @fleetwoodviolet + any of my other mutuals 🖤

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no please no i love him this isn’t gonna work 😭😭 this man cannot adopt me no

@dangeroustaintedflawed @newwavesylviaplath @marchsfreakshow @fleetwoodviolet @brunette-being-bad + anyone else <3

Last fictional character in your camera roll just adopted you.

Thanks for the tag, @hiddenvioletsgrow! 💙 As much as I love Coulson, I know what being adopted by him means, and I want no part of it.

No pressure tagging @brekker-by-brekkerr, @profwonderbearthementalista, @redvanillabee, @likea-black-widow-baby, @redwidow616, @aintinacage, @accidental-spice and @child-of-the-tardis256!