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her-favorite · 1 year

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COLLEAGUES

Luke Cooper x F!Reader

Summary: You and Luke always tried to convince yourselves that you hated each other, but once you both come to your senses.. things heat up..

Warnings: SMUT!!

a/n: the office is and has been one of my fav shows so I'm really happy to be able to write about it 🤭, i made luke really sweet to the reader bc I can

wc: 3938

"You think they did it?" Meredith took another bite of her sandwich, looking over at you and Luke by the shelves in the annex. Everyone sat in the break room, eating their lunch.

Angela scoffed at the question, rolling her eyes and picking at her salad. There were many hums across the room.

"Totally! Do you see the way he looks at her butt?"

"Kevin!" They all groan, looking away from the man. He threw his hands up, ready to defend himself.

"They totally have. I mean, have you seen the way they look at each other?" Phyllis ignores the man next to her, looking back at you two.

"The way who looks at who?" Michael walks in, putting his hands in his pockets. He had a smile on his face, ready to hear the drama.

"No one!" Pam quickly declines, shaking her head and looking back down at her food. She always knew that you had to stop Michael before he could start.

"If one of you doesn't tell me, I will start screaming." He threatens, giving a look to everyone.

"Y/N and Luke." Phyllis answers fast, not wanting to deal with her managers ridiculous antics. All of the employees sighed once they saw Michael's face light up. "Michael please don't.."

"I hired them! Matchmaker!" He points his thumbs to himself, smiling wide and looking at the camera.

"Michael, they're not together. It's just gossip." Pam tries to explain, looking at her husband to try and back her up.

"Yeah, it's just talk." Jim agrees, nodding his head.

Michael turns his head around, looking at the two together. They stood close together, the personal space rule being broken. You both were looking through files, occasionally talking or mumbling something none of the others could hear.

"Look at them, though! They're in kissing distance!" He pointed at them, many of the others hissing at him to put his finger away because of how obvious it was. He quickly shushed them, rolling his eyes.

"Michael, just please don't make this a big deal."

"Hey, Y/N." You jumped slightly as you heard your bosses voice beside your ear. You looked to your right, Michael Scott's face staring back at you.

"Yes, Michael?" You sighed, leaning back in your chair. Your desk was out in the main area, but near the back. There had been an extra desk by Creed (despite the crazy amount of protest by you and the others) and Michael decided that it was fine for you since no one was there. Thankfully, Creed was always too busy by writing down his thoughts on Google Docs and eating mung beans to pay enough attention to you.

"So," He dragged out the vowel, moving up to lean against your desk. He looked at the camera, his lips puckered then back at you. You took a quick glance at the camera lens as well, confused about what this whole situation was about.

"You and Luke, huh?" He smirked, nudging his shoulder forward into the air. You furrowed your eyebrows, crossing your arms against your chest.

"What about me and Luke?" You ask, genuinely confused on what he was questioning. He sighed, sitting up slightly.

"You know.." He looked at the wall, trying to think of the right words. "You two are together." He said, more as a statement than a question.

"What?" You laughed. "No. No, definitely not." You shook your head, chuckles escaping your lips. You sat up, leaning forward on your elbows that rested on your arm chairs.

"Wha.. What?" He freezes, staring at you.

"Did you think that we were.. a thing?" Your face showed your honesty, your eyes wandering around the rest of the room. The others that worked in the room were watching your conversation, only some looking away when you made eye contact with them. "You guys thought that I would date him?" You get up from your chair, looking around.

"I mean.. we see the way you guys look at each other." Phyllis defends, playing with her pen. "That's how Bob and I looked at each other before we were together." She smiled, looking at Stanley who rolled his eyes.

"What? We hate each other. Don't you see how annoying he is? He can't even do his job!" Your arms were accentuating your disbelief.

"Hey! That's my nephew!" Michael pointed at you, but stood back a little when he mumbled, "Yeah.. I guess you're right. But, hey!" His voice lowered again.

"She is right, Michael. Luke hasn't done anything we've asked of him." Dwight gets up and walks behind him. "Every time we ask him to send something to a client or the post office, he says he'll do it later and we end up finding it in the trunk of his car. Which is way too slow, by the way." He looks at the camera, his hands on his hips. "You want a fast car if you're going to try and catch an animal. The tactic is.."

"Dwight. Dwight!" Michael waves him off, watching you walk off into the kitchen. "Great job, Dwight!"

"You were the one that interrogated her!" He exclaims, throwing his hands up to his sides.

"Why don't we just leave it alone? Let them just work?" Jim suggests, leaning back in his chair and pointing at them with the pen that was in his hand.

Michael scoffed and Dwight made the same sound right after his boss did.

"Yeah, right, Jim. Let two assistants live their own lives and do their own work." He put his hands on his hips and made a face at the camera.

"Yes, do that." Jim mumbled to the camera, shaking his head and looking back at the paper on his desk.

"Hey, Y/N/N." Luke walked into the kitchen through the annex door, smirking at you.

"Don't call me that." You reply sharply, pouring your water into the white mug on the counter.

It was true that you hated Luke Cooper.. at least that was what you told yourself. You weren't as new as him, having been here for around a year. You've gotten used to Michael's antics and the crazy stuff that goes down at the office, but you weren't expecting a new addition any time soon. Especially when you found out it was your bosses nephew.

You should've known that he was going to be trouble.

"Why not, Y/N/N?" He came up beside you, resting his frame against the counter that you were facing towards. His irritating smirk overtook your mind, aggravating you even more.

"What do you want, Luke? Don't you have a job to do?" You gave him a look and walked around him to put the pitcher away and back into the fridge. Before you could make your way back, you stood in front if Luke who took your mug in his hands.

"Nope. But thanks for the drink, babe!" He smiles at you and sends you a wink, taking a sip of your water and walking back into the annex.

You stood still for a moment, before letting out an annoyed groan and running your hands through your hair. You walked fast towards the door that lead outside, your pace showing your irritation.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Pam called out, but you were already out the door.

Dwight looked towards the camera, "Lovers quarrel."

"Luke? Wha.. Why do people keep asking me about him?" You ask the camera crew, standing outside. The sun was shining right in tour eyes, your hand trying to cover the brightness. You sigh, looking around to make sure no one was around to talk to the camera.

"He gets on my last nerve. He was hired just because Michael wanted to see his nephew for the first time in 15 years. We didn't need another person." You shook your head. "I was doing all the work before, but now that there's two of us, both of us should be splitting it up; I shouldn't being doing the work for two people." You held up your fingers, thrusting them towards the camera lens, making sure they knew how mad you were.

"Y/N? She's fine, I guess." Luke sat at his chair in the annex, leaning back and letting his hands link together lazily in front of him.

"She says that you purposely annoy her."

Luke laughs, throwing his head back. "Of course she says that. She also says she hates me, but we all know that's not true. She only says that because I don't do any work. And get the coffee orders wrong... And steal a lot of her stuff." He pauses for a moment before shrugging his shoulders.

"But, I mean, yeah, she's fine, I guess."

You let out a heavy exhale as you sat at the little table in the kitchen, picking at your food. You had a book to your right, but it was long forgotten once you started to zone out.

"Hey, Y/N!" You look up once you hear Pams cheery voice. You smile at her, watching her pour some coffee for herself.

"Hey, Pam." You end up shutting the book completely as she walks over and sits near you. "What's up?" You pick up a grape with your fork and eat it.

"Uh, I wanted to apologize for everyone in the office. I know everyone's been acting weird around you and Luke, it's ridiculous." She starts to explain.

"It is! I don't understand what's going on? Why does everyone think we're together?" You ask on rapid fire, desperately trying to figure out what was happening around the office. Your eyes showed your confusion, Pam could see and sense it.

"You know how much this office loves drama," she sends a look your way, you nodding in agreement. "And I'm sorry you had to be the main subject of it. If it makes you feel any better, Jim and I totally believe you, so you have two of us on your side." She consoles, sending a soft smile your way. Your mood brightens a little, sending one back.

As soon as you opened your mouth to thank her, the door squeaked open again. "Oh, hey!" Michaels voice echoed off the walls of the small room. The both of you sighed, deciding to look away from the man and down at the table or at each other. "Girls talk! What're we talking about?" He quickly walks over and sits across from you with a wide smile on his face. The camera followed right after him (without the knowledge of you, it was recording the whole other conversation with Pam as well).

"Michael.." Pam started, but he cut her off.

"Come on, tell me!" He put his hands down on the table. "Oh, I know." He sends a smirk to the camera then at you. "This is about you and my nephew!" You sigh at his words, debating your next move. "Okay, listen, since you are dating a Scott relative, I need to give you the run down, young lady." He tries to sound series, but ends up laughing and glancing at the camera again. "You are definitely Luke's type. I mean, I can only imagine the sex-"

"Michael." Pam cuts him off, watching you walk away and out of the room.

"What? I didn't say anything?" He defends himself, now watching Pam walk out as well.

"Guess they aren't getting any."

"Luke, can I talk to you?" Michael asks, putting his hands on his hips. Luke was standing by your desk, clearly bothering you. You had a certain look on your face, showing your indignation.

He looks over at his uncle, taking a quick glance at you before getting up and grudgingly walking towards him. Michael leaned out of the way and his open palm pointing towards his office. Luke gives him a glare, but walks in and lazily takes a seat in the chair across from the desk.

"So, my dear nephew," Michael sits down in his chair, fixing his tie so it didn't sit on his desk. He folds his arms on the dark wood. He stares at him for a while with a smile on his face, taking quick looks at the camera.

"What?" Luke snaps, his patience running thin. If he was being honest, he would rather be annoying you by your desk then be talking to his uncle.

"So.. I heard from the grapevine that you and little ol' Y/N were together." He says, tapping his fingers on the desk.

"What? We're not together. Who told you that?" He shook his head, sitting up slightly. He did hear about all the talk around the office, but he pretended he didn't. He wasn't really sure how to react to it. He never thought of you in a way more than a frenemy. He always knew you were beautiful as soon as he walked through the office door, but he never told you that. He didn't really think much of his feelings towards you, any time he saw you he knew that he had to bother you some way. Maybe it was just his instinct, but maybe it was because it was his only way of trying to talk to you.

"I, well, uh.." Michael smacked his lips, looking off into the distance, grimacing. He rested his hand on his lips, trying to think of something.

"I am a master at improv. I've took it for years, I know what I'm doing." Michael sassed at the camera."

"Well.. Luke! Wait!" He stood up from his chair as he watched his nephew walk out of the room. Ever the drama queen, Luke ran into the annex, going straight for the break room. He groaned, rubbing his face with his hands. He say down at one of the empty chairs, putting his head in his hands.

Did he have feelings for you? The more he thought about it the more scared he got. He annoyed you because he never truly knew how to talk to you. He didn't have a problem giving people attitude, everyone knew that. But something about you made him nervous. There was no way you could like him back now.

"You okay?" His head shot up from his hands, looking at you. You stood there, leaning against the doorframe. Your question was genuine, something that surprised Luke.

"Uh, yeah. Just a little.. confused?" He tried to explain, but couldn't find the right words. He watched you walk over to him, pulling out the chair across from him and sitting down. The camera outside of the room zoomed in and out from both of you.

You let out a long sigh. "I know that we never really got off on the wrong foot. I guess I was just upset that Michael thought that I wasn't very good at my job since he had to hire another assistant to do the same job as me." You rung your hands together, a nervous habit Luke seemed to pick up on. "If I'm being honest.. I'm sorry that I treated you like that. I never meant to be rude to you, especially with the fact you're my bosses nephew." You both let out a light chuckle. You took another deep breath, "But I never really thought of you in another way than the man that was hired by his uncle." You admitted. "I never meant to cause you any harm, truly. But I never had such strong feelings for someone before." You confessed, looking at your hands, avoiding his stare. "I always tried to convince myself that I hated you, but it was never really true. At least not until now. I know you can be a pain in the ass since you never do your job," You both laugh again, making eyes contact. "But if I don't tell you now, then I probably never will." You go to leave, but you felt his hand on yours, stopping you.

Luke looked at your eyes, noticing all of the emotions in them. "I never considered it until now. I mean, I knew you were pretty, but the thought of us never crossed my mind before today. And I've realized how happy it makes me. And I know I'm an asshole and I'm mean, but I never meant to hurt you if I did. If I'm being honest with you, you mean more to me than any of these asshats in this office." You let out a chuckle, squeezing his hand.

"Can I do something stupid?"

"Depends what you mean."

Luke leaned across the table, cupping your cheek with his hand. He hesitated for a moment, before pressing his lips against yours. You didn't waste a second to kiss back, your hand reaching back to cup the back of his head and tug at his curls.

Once you break away for air, you're both smiling. It was almost as if you were knew what you wanted as you both got up from your seats and connecting your lips again. He took your hips in his hands leading you out of the room and pushing you into an empty closet. He slammed the door behind you, never taking his lips off of yours. His tongue swiped over your bottom lip, your mouth immediately granting him access.

"You're so beautiful." Luke whispered against your lips, making you smile. He pressed his lips against yours again, fumbling for the hem of your shirt. You broke apart and lifted your arms up to help him take it off. He threw it on the floor, leaning down to kiss your neck. His hair tickled you, but his cold hands on your body made you shiver. His hand cupped your bra covered breast, kneading the skin. You quietly moaned, arching your back in his hand. He sucked on the skin, biting and licking at it to leave a deep mark.

"Luke," You breathe out, your hands trying to work on his belt and the buttons on his shirt. He undid his tie, his lips hovering over yours. You helped him throw his shirt on the floor, both of your lips only ever breaking apart to take in an inhale of air.

It wasn't exactly necessary to rid both of yourself of your clothing, but you both needed it. Neither of you could deny it.

You helped him out of his pants and vice versa. His fingers grazed over your panties, stimulating your clit through the damp fabric. He pulled them down, bringing his fingers back and groaning. "You're so fucking wet." His voice sounded deeper in your ear, making you shiver. Your hands braced yourself on his shoulders, occasionally digging your nails into his soft skin.

He pushed a finger inside you, your head leaning against the wall behind you and your mouth opening in pleasure. He added another finger, curling them and letting out a strangled breath every time you moaned.

When he pulled away, you sounded in protest, but quickly shut your mouth when you felt his tip against you, scared to be too loud.

Once he pushed inside, you both groaned, your nails carving crescent moons into his shoulders. His beautiful brown eyes pierced into yours, your left hand moving up to brush into the nape of his hair. He leaned down to kiss you, quickly adding his tongue. His groan was muffled by your lips when you tugged at his curls.

His hand reached down to grab your thigh and hooking it around his hip. It have him a better angle, thrusting harder inside you, pace becoming faster as you both felt knots form in your stomachs.

"God, Y/N. You feel so- fuck- good." He whimpered against your lips, both of your chests heaving together. You felt his hand move up your body, squeezing your boob. His thumb and forefinger twisted your nipple, your mouth opening in a silent plea. Your body erupts in chills when his cold hand moved down your body again to press against your clit.

"Fuck- Luke!" You moan, your mouth not being able to stop your sounds. He groaned again, your name rolling off his tongue. His nails scratched into the skin on your thigh, knowing it would leave marks. "I'm gonna cum." You almost want to scream it, your back arching, basking in the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

"Me too. Cum for me Y/N." His thumb pressed harder on your clit, rubbing rougher circles. You clenched, the knot inside you breaking. You came with a shout, your hand immediately reaching up to cup your mouth to silence it.

Luke came shortly after with another groan of your name, his face hiding in your neck. His nose rubbed against the newly formed hickey on your skin. You both breathed heavily, your chests touching while you tried to catch your breath.

"I really like you, Luke." You whisper, the hand that was still in his hair was twisting his curls with your fingers. "I don't want this to be a passing thing." You confess, looking at the closet wall.

You felt him move, looking up at him. He had a smile on his face, leaning down to kiss you. "I really like you too. I'd also really like it if you would let me take you out on a date." He mumbled, his thumbs rubbing your cheekbones. You both smiled wide, your kiss telling him you accepted.

Once you both were done, you put your clothes back on and you tried to fix your hair with the help of Luke's compliments. Luke didn't even try to hide anything, his already wrinkly shirt even worse than usual, as well as his unbrushed hair.

He opened the door, letting you walk out in front of him. He closed the door behind him, smacking your ass, then walking away with a smirk. He sent you a wink, opening the door to the kitchen, knowing you'd have to follow him out to your desk either way.

Your face felt hot as you followed his steps, watching him pour a drink in his mug. He leaned his back against the counter, one hand resting on the hard surface. He watched you from behind the mug, noticing the way you freeze when you look out the window of the door that leads out into the main office.

Everyone stood outside of the door, looking into the small room. Kevin and Meredith had a smirk on his face, Angela the opposite, others with suggestive expressions.

"Good luck out there, babe." He teased, slapping your ass again, which you quickly glared at him for. He sent another wink your way, before going back into the annex to sit at his desk.

You looked back at the door, taking a deep breath trying to compose yourself. You knew that you were about to be bombarded with questions and statements.

You took quick steps towards it, twisting the doorknob, attempting to move the door open, the others moving out of the way. You headed straight for your desk, taking a seat and picking up your pen and looking between your computer and the papers.

"I called it!"

#evan peters imagine #evan peters #evan peters x you #evan peters x y/n #luke cooper #luke cooper x reader #luke cooper smut #evan peters x reader #tate langdon x you #kit walker x reader #james patrick march x reader #tate langdon x reader #evan peters fluff

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ghostlypeters · 4 months

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𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭.

My boy, my boy, my boy...

P.s. Well.. I came back after a little rest that I had arranged for myself. So, let's continue our "show."

and yes.. "The cover" is not the same as usual today.

#evan peters #cooper day #max cooperman #quicksilver #ross griffin #american horror story #james patrick march #jimmy darling #kai anderson #kit walker #kyle spencer #tate langdon #jeff pfister

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shescallinmedaddy · 1 year

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too much.

kit walker x f!reader .

warnings - smut, dirty talk, cursing, cunnilingus, fingering, lmk if im missing any.

wanna write something inspired off the first scene with him and alma??? i had to get something out for my baby daddy. but send in some requests cause writers block.

word count - 684 .

it was as if kit couldn’t get your clothes off fast enough once he returned home, barely even getting out a hello before his lips were on yours. his sense of urgency seeming to leave once his palms were finally on your bare skin. while at first they rub up and down your waist, they soon still opting to back you up into the dining room table. kits lips separate from yours before his palms trail to the back of your thighs before lifting you onto said dining room table, and gently pressing your back onto the cool wooden surface. spreading your legs, and slotting himself in between them he just looks down adoringly at you as his hands begin to explore your body as if there’s an inch he hasn’t explored yet.

“you’re fucking gorgeous, darlin’.” kit mutters, before his lips meet your again,

his lips are soon trailing to your jaw, before leaving marks for him to admire later on your neck. and while he’d love to tease you longer as he usually does, he finds his sense of urgency returning once again. so his lips trail lower and lower, skipping where you need him most and instead littering your thighs in kisses and marks. soon his breath is fanning over you clit, while he looks up at you with a lustful eyes, and bites his lip.

“stop teasing, kit” you complain and pout to him.

“oh darlin’, don't worry,” he starts, laying a kiss to your clit, “you’ll be begging me to stop.”

once the words leave his lips, he’s licking a bold stripe from your hole to your clit with a moan leaving his mouth before diving in like a man starved. lapping at the juices your cunt offered him as if it was some sort of refreshment. you find your fingers tangling into his hair at the pleasure his tongue gives you, and the tug you give makes kit release a groan which vibrates through you making the pleasure of his tongue all that much better. you tugging at kits hair also does nothing but egg him on.

his lips soon wrapping around your clit, and his fingers prodding at your entrance. he gently eases his two fingers into your cunt, until finally slipping them all the way into you. at the way your thighs try to tighten around his head and his wrist, he uses his free hand to give his wrist just enough space to thrust into your cunt.

his fingers plunging into your cunt and his tongue lapping at your clit making you a panting moaning mess, making kit nothing less than euphoric as he can feel the damp spot in his boxers worsening. you cant help but huck your hips to get more, more of his mouth, more of his fingers, more of him. you thighs once again threatening to close around his head, he adjust his wrists so he can still thrust his fingers into you and feel your plush thighs around his head.

“fuck, feels so good, k-kit” you stutter out, yanking at his hair.

kit can't help but speed up had ministrations at your confession, and with his free hand no longer keeping your thighs spread, he begins to palm himself through his work jumper. his fingers curling in to you to hit the perfect spot, his tongue lapping at your clit with some sort of need, nearly pushing you over the edge.

“gonna cum for me, darlin’?” kit questions seductively, immediately returning to his prior actions.

you feel your thighs tightening even more, and your back arching off the table at the question before you’re giving him exactly what he wants with a string of curses leaving your lips. but even once you do, his fingers don't slow and neither does his tongue, and you find yourself yanking at his scalp at the overstimulation.

“s’too much b-baby” you finally manage to get out, trying to push him away from you.

at first he just shakes his head from between your thighs before muttering, “baby, you’re gonna take whatever i give you.”

a/n : i kinda hate this but idk lmk what you think

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 10 months

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Master List

evan peters + his characters

Tate Langdon:

A Cruel Punishment smut

A Different Kind of High smut

His Obsession angst/ mild smut

Lovefool angst/ smut

Kit Walker:

Love in the Darkness smut also kinda fluff

Hell on Earth angst

Kyle Spencer:

none yet

Jimmy Darling:

none yet

James Patrick March:

none yet

Kai Anderson:

none yet

Luke Cooper:

Office Secrets smut

Max Cooperman:

Old Friends (1) (2) smut

Alex (adult world):

The Late Shift smut

Quicksilver:

none yet

Warren Lipka:

Behind the Crime smut

Evan Peters:

none yet

~~~

marauders

Sirius Black:

Cherry Bomb smut

Linger smut

James Potter:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 2) smut

Remus Lupin:

Cherry Bomb (pt. 3) smut

Innocence (pt. 1) (pt.2) smut

Regulus Black:

none yet

~~~

other characters + people

Ethan Landry :

none yet

Coriolanus Snow:

none yet

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taronstrange · 1 year

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Evan Peters as Alex in Adult World (2013)

like or reblog if you save

follow me on twitter @taronstrange

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yandereunsolved · 1 month

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I am kind of obsessed with the idea of Evan Peter's characters with a magic system like Steven Universe. If you aren't familiar, the most bare-bones way to explain this is that certain characters are able to fuse with each other because of their bond. Their mind, body, and soul become one and create an entirely new being. If their fuse is unstable, then they will defuse. If they take a lot of damage, they will defuse. They can also stably defuse and return to their separate forms. If you want to know more about what I am talking about, go to the Steven Universe Wiki under Fusion Gems.

Now imagine Evan's characters fusing to create new characters. Tehe. Especially in a yandere setting.

Your toxic boyfriend Kai Anderson takes you to the Cortez to spend the night because every other place is booked. You both meet James Patrick March. Kai and James click together like puzzle pieces. One is an aspiring cult leader and the other is a mass murderer. They both have grown to be madly obsessed with you. Kai is only willing to share because James is even better of a manipulator than he is. They fuse and create a new being— their obsession and individual abilities multiply tenfold.

Giggling and kicking my feet in the air rn.

Quicksilver and Tate? Peter moves into the Murder House and you're their neighbor. Peter acts like Tate is his brother. Tate is totally a normal human boy. Nothing to see here. They both are all lovey dovey with you... so they fuse by accident once because Peter runs through Tate. Then, they decide to show you their fusion.

The yandere Evans forcing you into an unstable fusion??? Uh, oh. :( Darling, you don't understand. You are precious to them. This is the only way you can be with them in mind, body, and soul. They need this. They need to be one with you.

The wholesome babies being Kit and FrankenKyle. Kit doesn't really understand the entire undead thing but he helps Kyle become more human. You are the witch/warlock/[insert other magical thing] that is currently taking care of Kyle. Kit just adores how sweet and loving you are with him. They both fuse over their mutual attraction to you. The fusion is a bit unstable because Kyle is undead— so his scars show up on the fusion. Imagine those eyes??? Kits look and Kyle's innocent baby expression??? You have an oddly charming, himbo boyfriend now. Sometimes he struggles to speak and maintain eye contact.

Austin Sommers and Mr. Gallant. More giggling. It would be such an odd pair but it'd work. It'd work. You totally know that it would.

Luke Cooper & Colin Zabel. Shh... Lordy, lordy. Give Luke some credit. He never intended to fuse with anyone. He thought the idea was fucking stupid and useless to begin with. Ugh, a detective— so how did they fuse? You work for Michael Scott and therefore with Luke. Someone broke into the office after hours (Michael bribed you into helping teach Luke office skills. It was coming along horribly and Luke just kept flirting with you.) and that person tried to kill both of you. A masked gunperson. Colin comes in to help solve the case. Both Luke and Colin... end up fusing when Luke shows he gives a shit about something. Which is you and your safety.

This is already so long. Anygays, do you want me to expand on this idea:? Genuinely curious. Cause I would love to see what people come up with... and what if there was just an au of Evans fused characters??? (Even non-ahs related— I write a lot of ahs. that is why I am saying this.)

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fear-is-truth · 2 months

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࣪₊ 𐙚 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑻 ࣪₊ ࣪

i love these two pinterest accounts:

ahs_aesthetic

evan_thomas_peters

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rockyromantic · 1 year

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Four evan peters characters I'd date (one of them definitely would kill me but it's fine I forgive him)

#evan peters #ahs #james patrick march #luke cooper #alex adult world #tate langdon

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radical-ghostface · 2 years

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No bc i am so down horrendous for this man

#evan peters #quicksilver #tate langdon #jimmy darling #kit walker #kai anderson #american horror story #ahs #peter maximoff #peitro maximoff #james patrick march #kyle spencer #jeff pfister #luke cooper #seth wosmer #ralph bohner

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newwavesylviaplath · 20 days

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spot the difference

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eventually27 · 1 year

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I need me a colin. His smile is everything😫🥹

#evan peters #colin zabel #mare of easttown #american horror story #fanfiction #evan peters fanfic #james patrick march #quicksilver #ahsedit #tate langdon #kit walker #kyle spencer #jimmy darling #pietro maximoff #warren lipka #peter maximoff #luke cooper #max cooperman

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ghostlypeters · 5 months

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𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭.

a few collages I made with Evan Peters characters.

#american horror story #evan peters #james patrick march #kai anderson #kit walker #quicksilver #warren lipka #luke cooper #austin sommers #tate langdon #cooper day #colin zabel #Spotify

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princessbun-ee · 1 year

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evan peters is so lana del rey

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mrswalka · 8 months

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damaged. - kitson walker.

s: after kit got out of the asylum, things have been different. he has been less lovable and gets frustrated with things easily. he’s stopped showing his wife, y/n, affection and smokes a lot more than before. y/n and kit have an argument about this but it just leads to something else..

w: sexual content, cursing, mention of the asylum, toxic relationship, cigarettes, etc.

keep scrolling if you want the alternative version.

wc: 3K

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Kit walked through the door, the cold breeze hit his face. He sighed as the coldness was finally gone. He took a look around the house, everything looked so untouched. The table in the middle of the room had no food on it, he hasn’t eaten all day and he was expecting Y/n to have made dinner. He sighed.

The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked in and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s times when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Y/n clenched her jaw. “Go to hell, Kit, you know ever since you came back, you’ve changed. You don’t even spend time with me anymore, you never touch me.. You’re distant and it really hurts me, I feel like you don’t love me anymore and it feels horrible.. and you just don’t care!”

“So, this is why you’re so mad at me all the time? Because I don’t give you enough atten-... you know what, I don't have time for this right now.. I need to relax, I have a headache, and you—“ Y/n cut him off angrily. “See! That’s exactly what I mean! You can never just listen to what I have to say! I just want to talk, we have to fix this relationship somehow..it’s like you don't love me anymore! You never kiss me, or hug me, or even talk to me anymore, it's like I'm invisible.."

Kit scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don’t act stupid, you know what I mean, Kit.”

Kit rolled his eyes, "Oh my god, you're ridiculous." He said, walking closer to her. "I don't have to deal with this right now, I'm not dealing with your bullshit."

"Bullshit? Kit, I'm telling you that I want to be in a happy marriage, and I'm not asking for the world, I just want to talk. Why is that so hard for you? Why can't you just listen to me and have a normal conversation with me? Are you afraid of that, Kit? Afraid to just have a nice talk with your wife?"

"Oh my god, why do you have to be so dramatic? Just stop. I just got off work! I have a stressful job, and when I get home, I don't want to hear you complaining!" Kit said, his anger rising.

"So, instead of talking, you're yelling at me and getting angry with me, great way to solve our problems." Y/n said, looking into his eyes.

"You know what? You are such a pain in the ass." Kit said, raising his voice.

"Yeah, well you're an asshole."

Kit shook his head. "You're crazy, y'know that? All you do is complain and nag, and you expect me to do everything you want, like I'm some puppet.." Kit said, looking into her eyes. Y/n scoffed, “I don’t know why I married you..i really don’t..” She said, looking into his eyes.

“I don't know why I married you, either." He said, his jaw clenching. Y/n shook her head, the anger building up inside her. “You're an asshole, I don’t understand why I can’t just have a civil conversation with my husband. I don't want to fight, and then you get all mad. I just wanted to have a conversation and try to fix our marriage, but it seems like you don't even want to."

Kit took a deep breath, "Listen, I understand what you're saying, but I am stressed, tired, and angry. I can't take this right now.." Y/n rolled her eyes, but suddenly Kit had one hell of an idea in mind.

"Screw you, Kit—“ Y/n didn’t finish her sentence, Kit grabbed her by the throat. He looked at her, putting his face closer to hers, his lips almost touching hers.

Y/n gasped, his grip on her neck getting tighter. He pulled her in, and kissed her roughly, his hands still around her neck. He bit her lip, drawing blood, she tried pulling away but he just gripped her tighter, her vision started to get blurry. Kit pulled away, smirking at her.

His fingers brushed against her soft skin, his fingers trailing down her neck, his lips moving close to her ear, his breath warm on her cheek. “I barely touched you, and already, you're wet." Kit whispered in her ear, his voice low. Y/n closed her eyes, feeling him breathe in her scent, her body shivering at his touch. She didn't want him to stop.

Y/n whimpered softly, her body quivering as she felt his fingers slowly moving down her stomach, his hand stopping at her inner thigh. “Stop.” She said out of the little pride she had left, her voice cracking. She wanted to tell him that it wasn’t going to work, but her words wouldn’t come out. She tried to fight the urge to moan as she felt his hand on her thigh, his fingers trailing up, getting closer to her center. He moved closer to her, his lips inches away from her ear.

Y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, trying not to let out a moan, the heat in her core growing. “You sure you want me to stop, suga’? Cause, I think you like it..don't ya'?" He said, his fingers lightly rubbing against her panties. Y/n closed her eyes, trying her best not to show any reaction.

Kit smirked, his other hand reaching down to her thigh. He started rubbing it gently, his fingers grazing over her sensitive spot. She shuddered, letting out a moan.

"You want more, huh?" He asked, his hand moving to her waist. She didn't respond.

"Answer me, sweetheart..do you want more?" He asked again, his finger slowly stroking her inner thigh, sending a wave of pleasure throughout her body.

"Yes..please." She said, her voice shaky, her legs trembling. He chuckled softly, his finger tracing the outline of her pussy. "So wet..." He teased.

He started kissing her neck softly, his lips brushing against her skin. He moved closer to her, his body pressed against hers. She bit her lip, feeling his cock through his pants.

"Tell me what you want, suga'..I can feel how wet you are for me, tell me what you want me to do..what do you want me to do to you?" He said, his voice low.

"I-I fuckk..” He cuts her off by pushing his finger inside her, slowly pumping his finger in and out.

Y/n let out a soft moan, her body quivering, her pussy clenching around his finger.

"You're so tight.." He whispered, his tongue running over her lips, teasing her. She whimpered, her hands gripping his hair, her body trembling. He started pumping his finger faster, his thumb pressing down on her clit, her wetness dripping onto his fingers. He pushes her little body on the bed, his hands on her waist. He pulls her legs up, and pushes them open, revealing her slick pussy.

"Fuck..." He says, licking his lips. He unbuckles his belt and takes his cock out, stroking himself as he watches her. She swallows hard, her breathing was shaky. With no hesitation, he plunges his cock into her pussy, his hand reaching up and grabbing her breast, his nails digging into her skin.

He starts thrusting his cock into her, grunting and groaning, his breathing ragged. He went at his own pace, not slowing down or changing the rhythm. He fucked her hard, his fingers gripping her hips, her nails clawing at his back, leaving scratches. The aggression from him had her feeling pain, her body shuddering with each thrust, his cock slamming against her walls, making her scream.

"Kit..please..n-not so hard..." She begged, her voice breaking. He grinned, his hand gripping her neck tightly, his eyes locking with hers, her mouth parted, her chest heaving. “No, no, you wanted this right? You wanted attention from me, right, babe? Now you have to take all of it.” Kit said, his pace increasing. It was more pain than pleasure for y/n, he had never been so rough with her, she knew her body was going to be sore the next day. She screamed, her nails clawing at his back, drawing blood, her pussy clenching around his dick, the pain becoming more intense. He started groaning loudly, his cock pulsating inside her, her screams getting louder, her body trembling, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh…ohh.." He moaned, his cock pulsating again, his cum spurting out and filling her, his grip on her neck loosening, his thrusts slowing down, his breathing ragged. He leaned forward and puts his head on her chest, his eyes closing, his breath hot on her skin.

"God damn.." He mumbled, his cock still inside her, her body still trembling, her breathing ragged. She lay there, her body limp, her mind numb, her vision blurry, her heart racing. It wasn’t exactly pleasurable for her, the aggression from him made it hurt, but it also made her feel alive. But he also didn’t last that long..

She felt his hands grab her face, and force her to look at him, her eyes fluttering open, his gaze meeting hers. He gave her a small smile but she didn’t return it, the pain of him fucking her still lingered, and his attitude towards her made her feel weak.

"You okay?" He asked, his eyes scanning her face.

"I-I'm fine." She managed to say, her voice raspy, her throat dry. He gave her another smile, his eyes full of concern, his hands still holding her face. “Just get off me.." She says coldly, pushing him off her. He was confused at her coldness, she normally wouldn't act this way.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked again, his voice soft.

"Yes, I'm fine, now leave me alone." She replied, her voice monotone, her eyes blank.

He stared at her, his gaze piercing into her soul. "Alright then.." He said, his tone changing, his voice sounding distant. He reaches over to the night stand, opening the small drawer pulling out a cigarette and a lighter.

She watched as he lit the cigarette, inhaling deeply, his eyes staring straight ahead, the smoke blowing from his mouth, filling the room. She sighed and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up.

alternate version/scrapped: a more nicer kit.

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The male walked to his bedroom, seeing if his wife was in the bedroom. He walked into the room and saw her putting on a robe.

“You didn’t cook?” Kit said with an attitude, taking off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook. Y/n turned around to look at her husband. Her face expression was unamused.

“I didn’t get to go to the store today, I have a job too, you know.. And besides, there’s time when I cook and you don’t even eat it.” Y/n said, getting defensive. Kit shook his head.

“Whatever.. I thought maybe you would be a good wife for once, but I guess not.. Why am I surprised, huh? I guess I expected too much from you..” Kit said, sighing.

Kit sighed, running his hands through his hair, looking at his wife, noticing the tears that were welling up in her eyes. Y/n wiped her eyes, taking a deep breath and looking away. “Y/n, it's not that I don't love you. I've been through a lot of stuff, you have no idea what I've been through. It's been hard to adjust back to life, like nothing has changed.”

Y/n scoffed, looking at her husband. "That's exactly what I've been talking about, you just never tell me anything! We never talk anymore, I have no idea how you are, how you're feeling, you just close yourself off and I don't know what to do anymore.. It feels like a wall is up, and I can't get past it, no matter how hard I try."

"Y/n, please.."

"I just wish you'd open up and tell me about your feelings, and just treat me like you used to. You don’t tell me you love me anymore, you never even try to kiss me.. It's like you don't love me at all.."

"Y/n, stop crying, please.."

Y/n sniffled. "I can't. I can't do this anymore." She began to sob. Kit walked closer to his wife, grabbing her and hugging her. "Shhh, stop crying, Y/n." Kit tried to calm his wife down, stroking her hair. Y/n sobbed into his chest, her tears making a wet stain on his shirt.

Y/n cried, backing away from him but he tries to bring her closer to him again. "No, don’t touch me! Get away from me!" She pushed him, not doing much since he was bigger and stronger. Kit stepped back a little, “And since I’m such a bad person, kit, why did you marry me?”

Kit groaned, his anger rising. "I married you because I LOVE you, Y/n! You know that!"

"You have a funny way of showing it." Y/n wiped the tears off her face, her eyes were red and puffy.

"Stop being so dramatic, Y/n! You're my wife, I love you, and I would do anything for you, okay?!" He says.

"No, it's not okay. If you really loved me, you would treat me better, and talk to me. It's like you're a completely different person, and I don't know what happened.”

"I've changed, yes, but you have to understand, I'm trying my best. It's been a difficult time for me." Kit said, shaking his head. “And I’m trying to help you and you just push me away and it hurts so bad, and you just don't seem to care about me at all, and I don't know how much longer I can deal with this.."

"Y/n, that is not true. You know I care about you. You know I do. Stop being so ridiculous, Y/n." Kit says. Y/n glared at him.

"It's not ridiculous. It’s true, and you know it. You're selfish. All you think about is yourself, and your problems, and your feelings. You don't think about me, and what I'm feeling. You don't even try to make me happy anymore, it's always about you, and your feelings. You're self-centered, and it's disgusting. You don't love me."

"I don’t? i don’t love you?! Oh, my god! I would give my life for you, Y/n! You know that!” Kit said, exasperated. Y/n shook her head.

"Whatever.” She looks away. “You never show me affection anymore, it's like I'm just an object to you. I don't mean anything to you, I'm just some person who happens to be your wife. You don't care about me, and I know it—”

Kit couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed Y/n's face, and kissed her roughly. Y/n moaned, shocked by his sudden movements. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

They broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Kit looked at his wife, his eyes filled with lust. "Don't ever say that again, Y/n. Don't ever doubt my love for you. You're my wife, and I would do anything for you. I love you more than anything, and nothing will change that. Do you understand me?"

Y/n nodded, still a little breathless from the kiss. Kit stared into her eyes, and he pulled her close, kissing her deeply. Y/n gasped, surprised. She closed her eyes, and leaned into the kiss. Kit pulled her body closer to his, pressing his erection against her thigh.

Y/n moaned, grinding her hips against his, feeling his arousal through his pants. Kit groaned, his grip on her tightening.

"Kit.. please.." Y/n begged, her voice breathy. Kit smiled, his eyes dark with desire. He pushed Y/n onto the bed, climbing on top of her. Y/n gasped, her heart beating fast.

Kit began kissing her neck, biting and sucking on her soft skin, marking her. Y/n moaned, her body shivering with pleasure.

"Oh, Kit.." Y/n breathed, her nails digging into his back. Kit moved his hands under her robe, sliding them up her thighs, and gripping her hips tightly.

Y/n bit her lip, her legs shaking with anticipation. "Kit.. please.." She begged, her eyes full of lust.

"What is it, Y/n? What do you want?" Kit asked, smirking.

"Please.. I need you." Y/n whined, her voice shaky.

Kit chuckled, his fingers teasing her entrance. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes.."

Kit inserted two fingers inside her, curling them. Y/n arched her back, moaning loudly. "Oh, God! Yes!" She cried out, her eyes fluttering shut.

Kit continued to pump his fingers inside her, his thumb brushing against her clit. Y/n bucked her hips, grinding against his hand, her body quivering with ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her walls clenching around his fingers. The first time in a while she’s felt this.

"That's right, baby, cum for me.." Kit growled, his voice husky. Y/n cried out, her climax hitting her hard. She shuddered, her body shaking as she orgasmed.

Kit removed his fingers, licking them clean. "Mm.. you taste so good.." He whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine.

Y/n laid there, panting, her mind clouded with pleasure. She could hear the sound of kit undoing his belt, and the rustling of his clothes. She looked at him, her eyes hazy.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her thighs rubbing together, trying to create friction.

"That's it, baby.." He murmured, his hands pushing her thighs apart, spreading her legs wide. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin.

He aligned his throbbing cock at her entrance, teasing her, his tip brushing against her. Y/n whined, her hands clawing at his back, desperate for him to be inside her.

"Please, Kit, I need you.." She moaned.

Kit groaned, his patience wearing thin. He thrust into her, filling her completely. Y/n moaned, her nails scratching his back.

"Oh, Kit.." She breathed, her hips bucking, her walls clenching around him.

"Fuck, Y/n, you feel so good.." He growled, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Y/n was in complete bliss, her mind foggy. All she could focus on was Kit's cock stretching her walls.

"Fuck, Kit.." She moaned, her nails scratching his back, leaving marks.She hasn’t felt this much pleasure since a few months ago.

"Oh, Y/n, you're so tight.." He groaned, his pace becoming faster, his cock slamming into her, hitting her g-spot. Y/n screamed, her legs shaking.

"Fuck, Kit, I'm gonna cum.." She cried, her orgasm approaching quickly.

"Cum for me, Y/n.." Kit growled, his eyes locked on her.

"Oh, fuck, Kit.." Y/n moaned, her walls spasming, her climax crashing over her.

"Y/n.. oh, god, yes, Y/n.." He grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppy. He buried his face in her neck, his body shuddering as he came, spilling his cum inside her. Y/n gasped, her body quivering, her climax continuing. Kit panted, his breathing ragged.

"Oh, God, Y/n.. I missed that.." He whispered, his voice husky. Y/n giggled, her head spinning.

"Mm, I did, too." She said, her voice breathy.

Kit smiled, pulling her close, his hands stroking her hair. "I-im s-sorry, you know, I really do love you.." Kit kissed her forehead, his arms wrapped around her waist. Her head rested on his chest, her eyes closing.

"I know." She sighed, her heart full of love. “I love you, too."

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