#american carnage

[writing-rat]

Car Troubles

Pairing: Camila Montes x Reader

Content warning: Car sex, semi-public sex, fingering, sex, G!P Camila, Scratching

Summary: Your car breaks down so you hire the local company when you realise you don't have enough cash

You sighed in anger. Your car had broken down again for the second time that week and you finally caved. You were going to take it to a mechanics. You only knew one close by and had heard good reviews so you gave it a chance. Calling Auto-Repair, a voice quickly picked up. “Hello, my name is Camila. How may I help you today?” the voicenasked, an obvious accent there. You admittedly got flustered at it but didn’t make it obvious, answering the girl.

“Hi. My car has broken down. I’m only 2 miles down the road,” you spoke, embarrassed at your predicament. “I’ll get my truck and tow you to my shop then,” the voice responded before it hung up. You sighed in relief before waiting for her, deciding to browse on your phone, a yawn slipping out of your mouth. 

That was when a big truck pulled up and a shorter girl walking out the car. “Alright, let’s get her towed up and then we can discuss prices, that ok?” the girl, Camila you assumed, asked. You nodded.

“Yep,” you spoke with a smile.

“Come. Join me in my truck,” she stated then walked away. You nodded before looking her up and down. She was wearing a pair of clearly old, blue jeans and an old top as well that was covered in oil. She was definitely working on cars as proven by that. Quickly following behind her, you watched as she had already hooked up your car while you admitted her. You hoped she didn’t notice you checking her out before you went into the passenger’s side. Relaxing, you let her drive and didn’t dare talk as a random Spanish song was playing. 

After 5 minutes you were at the shop. “Take a seat, I’ll be quick with your vehicle and give you an invoice quick. You are in no rush right?” she asked you. You shook your head.

“No. Was just going to get groceries but that can wait,” you spoke. She nodded and was quick to exit in the back. That’s when you realised you only brought enough money for groceries. You wondered how else you would pay and that made you nervous. How would you pay? Would she threaten you? You decided to not think about that at the time being as she went to work on your car. That’s when you went on your phone and just relaxed, listening to your favourite band.

An hour later, your shoulder was touched which caused you to jump. “Your car is ready, now we can talk payment,” the Latina spoke. You flushed red. “I um… only have enough for groceries,” you admitted, embarrassed. That’s when you saw a smirk appear on her face, making you embarrassed. You thought something was going to go wrong, until she shifted and sat down next to you. She seemed to be shuffling a lot however so you looked down… to be greeted with a dick straining against the jeans. “Why don’t you pay with your body?” she asked, humming. You blushed hard. “You do this to people often who don’t have money to pay?” you asked raising an eyebrow. Camila shook her head. “Nope, I give them an invoice usually. But you have caught my attention,” she admitted. You thought about it as you rubbed her thigh, leading to her dick. You noticed it twith as she gasped before you nodded.

“I always wanted to do it in a car,” you hummed out innocently enough. Camila was excited as she was nodding immediately then. “Yours or mine?” she asked. You just stood up and held her hand, leading her to your car. “I see,” she spoke as she was soon unlocking it. That’s when her confidence rise as she shoved you against the car gently enough to not hurt it before she was pressed up against you. “No one gets to dominate me,” she growled out. Whimpering, you nodded embarrassed as you felt her grind her bulge against your ass. “Now get in the car and be good,” she spoke. You immediately nodded, embarrassed as you let her dominate. You were in the back of your car, already stripping down as Camila joined after pulling her jeans down and pulling off her top revealing no bra. You gulped as you saw it, slowly getting more and more needy for the girl. Camila trailed her eyes up and down your body before she laid down on you and kissed you deep. 

Kissing back, you moaned when you felt her fingers rub at your clit, slowly making you wetter. You knew she was going to make you loose enough for her dick so you didn’t mind. You were a virgin after all. Slowly but surely she slowly entered entered a finger in, her thumb still rubbing your clit. Gasping and moaning, you threw your head back and closed your eyes due to pleasure as you opened your legs wider for her. Camila was seeing that as it was soon fully inside, just thrusting it in slowly but surely. She was being gentle as she was kissing your jaw down to your neck and was sucking gently. “Good girl,” she praised quietly as she was soon trying to enter a second one in. A whimper slipped out your mouth but she was kissing you after that to help distract… and it worked.

After a while she was done fingering you and was making sure you was loose enough for her. “Ready baby?” she asked. You nodded, eager. Immediately she entered in fully, soon letting you adjust as quick as she had entered. You whimpered, clenching onto her forearms before lifting your arms over onto her back and scratching it. Camila let out a grunt as she liked the scratching and was soon enoug bruising your lips. She was doing slow and gentle thrusts as she was holding your sides, her hand soon running up to your breast and groping it before her other hand also went down and rubbed at your clit. A whimper came out of your mouth, causing you to let out a small moan before moving with Camila’s movement. She was moaning louder as hse noticed that and was also getting more pleasure from that. She was soon starting to kiss you again, licking your bottom lip before you let her dominate your mouth. You gasped louder when she  hit your sweet spot, before you felt her smirk. That’s when she went rougher and faster.

You widened your eyes as a light moan slipped out and you had to open yor legs the widest they could go in the back of the car before you held her tighter, nails digging in and causing red scratches down the Latina’s back, who didn’t even care. She was just pounding into you, grabbing your breast and rubbing your clit. She was soon moving her hand on your clit to your ass and groped at it while having a better hold as she went deeper while hitting your sweet spot. You whimpered in pleasure before you couldn’t help but cum all over her dick. 

“Want me to cum inside or outside?” she asked, moaning out loud as she was going harder, riding out your high. 

“However you want,” you moaned out, not caring at all. That’s when you felt her tense up then she came inside you. You was panting as you soon held her closer, tired now. You held onto her for a while before she finally spoke. “Want to keep doing this? Also need food and water?” she asked with a smile. You nodded.

“Yeah, we can do this. We can have some takeout and cuddles after?” you offered. Camila nodded with a grin.

“Great, let’s go!” she spoke and was quickly changing you.

You felt happy.

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[sw-33-ts-stuff]

Mine

3rd Person POV (Camila Montes X Reader)

“Future wife 3 ‘o clock” your head snapped to the cafeteria doors the short girl with pink highlights dressed in her usual baggy pants and tight shirt. You felt your mouth begin to salivate the longer you stared.

Fingers snapped in front of your face as you were brought back to reality.

Your best friend laughing at you.

“Dude she’s way out of your league.”

You sucked your teeth pushing the boy away from you.

Camila Montes had been your friend since middle school, you weren’t exactly close but you lived two blocks away and she never seemed to mind your company whenever you were paired for projects.

“You’re just mad Megan rejected yo’ ole ugly ass…AGAIN!” JP shoved you this time making you fall out the seat. His cackling catching the attention from everyone near by including the girl you were just drooling over.

His sister Lily coming over to the two of you.

“Y’all are losers.” JP narrowed his eyes at his sister.

“Y tu eres mi hermana. Making you a loser too. Te quiero mucho.” He puckered his lips pressing a juicy kiss to her cheek making her groan in disgust. Hands wiping the excess saliva off aggressively.

“Hey Lil’.” The girl gave you a small smile and a wave.

“You guys going to Micah’s party tonight?” Your eyebrows furrowed as well as JP’s. Micah was a mutual friend but after she got

into cheerleading you guys had seen less and less of her.

“Wasn’t invited.” You shrugged as you looked down at the lunch tray.

Big Mac, the wide receiver for your schools football team, ran up to you grabbing you in a hug.

“What up Y/N? JP? Lily?” He winked at the girl in glasses making you and JP glance to each other in amusement. She scoffed walking away as Mac watched her ass.

“I hate to watch her leave but I love to see her go.” He whistled.

“Bro!” JP hit his chest making the boy rub himself in attempt to soothe the sting,

“Sorry man but your sister is fine and thick. And you know those are two things Big Mac loves.” You laughed lightly.

“Anyway y’all coming to the party tonight?” You threw your hands up in exasperation.

“Who doesn’t know about this fucking party?!” Chris popped up behind you and just as he did your hand smacked his face.

“Fuck! What did you do that for?” He whined as he bought his shirt to his nose as if he were bleeding.

You rolled your eyes. Big Mac just clapped his heavy hand on your shoulder.

“I’ll grab you first at 8 then we’ll grab some food while JPs working when he gets off we’ll head out together.” You nod as he heads back over to his team.

.

.

.

Loud music, heavy smoke and the smell of liquor invading your senses the minute you stepped foot in Micah’s house. The familiar structure feeling foreign as you’d realized just how long it had been since you’d been over.

A small hand clamped on your shoulder breaking you from your thoughts.

“Hey,” the house owner spoke in your ear. “You made it.”

You looked at her confused and somewhat irritated. “Wasn’t aware you were expecting me when you didn’t even invite me.”

She looked to the ground biting her lip in guilt.

From the top of the stairs brown eyes watched curiously at the exchange. You weren’t happy with the red haired girl in front of you, it was obvious however the ginger bitch kept trying to get your attention by touching. With a quick tilt of her head the girl drank the rest of her Hunch Punch and slid down the post landing next to you,

“Hey Y/N/N.” You turned starstruck at seeing Camila not only was she beautiful but she looked happy to see you. You gave her a small smirk.

“Hey Mimi.” Her eyes narrowed annoyed that you said that nickname in front of the ginger bitch.

“Wanna go smoke?” The both of you dismissing Micah as you went out back by the pool.

You both sat by the pool passing the joint back and forth.

“Didn’t take you for the partying type.” She broke the silence.

You shrug. “JP’s trynna get laid and Big Mac doesn’t like me being home alone.”

She hummed eyeing you for a second. “So what’s going on between you and the cheerleader?”

“Micah?” You scoffed. “Beats me she’s the one who decided she was too cool to hang out with us.”

The shorter girl laughed. “Wow. You really don’t see it.”

You glance at her taking a hit a harsh cough following. “See what?” You choked out.

Camila took another hit holding the smoke in as she grabbed your cheeks turning your face to her and blowing it out.

“Ginger bitch wants you.” You got lost in the smoke before you realized what she said.

“Nah her and JP were a thing up until two months ago.”

“What if she didn’t want JP?”

You grew quiet as Camila started kicking her shoes off, jeans following after. You kept watching until she was in nothing but her bra and panties. She looked over her shoulder smirking.

“You coming?” You stripped quickly almost falling over. The smaller girl giggled before she ran, curling into a ball and jumping in the water. Her hair sticking to her as she came back up.

You tried taking a more cautious approach dipping a foot in to test the temperature but Camila grabbed your leg dragging you in.

You came up sputtering and cold as she laughed at you.

You splashed water at her.

“Fuck you.”

“Right now?” Your head whipped towards her at her suggestive tone. You stared as she swam closer to you, her usual smirk gone as her small hands went to grasp your shoulders. Your head leaned down a bit to meet her lips halfway.

“Mind if we join?” Camila turned to glare at the audience as you both found JP, Micah, and Big Mac watching the two of you.

Camila and Micah kept staring at each other as the boys went to get in the pool. Big Mac pulling you to the side whispering.

“You and Camila?” He hit you. “My dawg got game.” You looked over to see her eyes still locked in with Micah’s. You placed your hands on her waist breaking her trance. She looked to you brown eyes shining in the moonlight. The usually hard exterior nonexistent the longer you stared.

A shaky breath left her as your thumb started stroking her hip bone. Micah glared over your shoulder as Camila put one hand on the nape of your neck. Her eyes staring into yours before moving to your lips.

Soft, full lips pressed into yours gentle at first but quickly becoming more passionate and hungry.

You vaguely remember hearing hollering from your friends but your focus was on the small girl in front of you.

The faint taste of cherries on her lips making you groan. Her legs wrapped around your waist as her arms snaked around your neck. She pulled away for a moment taking you in your dazed state. Lips still slightly puckered, eyes dropping half open, it made her smile. Not her usual smirk but a genuine grin.

She’d glanced over your shoulder to see a seething red head watching intently. Her middle finger sticking up at the popular girl. She leaned in again grabbing your neck and making sure her eyes were looking at the girl as she kissed you. This time her lips were possessive, harsh, yet you found yourself unable to get enough.

Mine.

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[wol-fica]

-𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕖-

parings - camilamontes x fem!reader

summary - micah overstepped a line, so camila put you in your place.

warnings - painful sex, strap-on sex, jealousy, degrading, swearing, p in v, semi-public sex, oral (c giving)

an - was unsure abt this fic but whatever i guess

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“And that is why you are incredibly flawless.” Micah said to you, twirling a piece of hair in between her fingers.

You giggled, shifting in your seat as you readjusted to a more comfortable position. You were curled up in a leather lounge chair, one of Camila’s hoodies thrown over your body paired with the typically provided medical pants.

Speaking of her, Camila was sitting near you, her brown eyes watching your every move. Her protective trait was activated, making sure that you were a-okay and comfortable while being around others; though her jealous seemed to be seeping through the cracks of her personality.

She was very possessive of you, down to only letting specific people even give you a high-five at times. She was always trailing behind you, following your schedule patterns, and made sure to be your partner in taking care of the elderly at the facility. Her focus was always on you, every second of every day.

“You should come to my room tonight.” Micah suggested, giving you a flirtatious look as she bit her lip.

A wave of uncertainty hit you, your nerves spiking at the idea of going to her room late at night, with no one around. Camila would never allow it, not even a step in the general direction of Micah’s dorm. You were her property, and she would not let you be utilized by someone other than her.

“She’s busy.” Camila said, sitting on the arm of your chair, her hand sliding behind your neck.

“No she’s not, she never does anything other than work and look pretty!” Micah cheesed, pursing her lips, “I would love to see her down and dirty in my-.”

“Absolutely not.” Camila snarled, standing up and bringing you with her, “Let’s go.”

You sighed, knowing what was coming, and gave Micah an apologetic smile as Camila led you away. Her hand was tight on yours, her fingers interlaced and locking you with her. A few complaints could be heard from Micah pouting behind you, but you were to far to make out what she was saying.

Camila dragged you farther along, shoving open a bathroom door and yanking you inside. As soon as the door swung shut, you were shoved against it with her lips on yours.

She kissed you aggressively, her jealously clearly showing as she grabbed and pulled at you. Her lips molding into yours while her hands gently squeezed your hips.

“Mine.” She growled as you both made out, one of her hands sliding into your pants.

You moaned softly, head lolling back as Camila bit at your neck. Her fingers traced your underwear, no doubt feeling the wet patch forming on the fabric. She was mumbling nonsense into your skin as she pressed your clothed mound, eliciting small whines from you.

“Camila…” You gasped, trying to get her lips back on yours.

She hummed, retracting her hand and mouth from you so she could bring you to the bathroom counter. Her strength was far greater than her height, and she easily picked you up and set you on the cool surface, her lips returning to your neck once again.

“C-Camila.” You said again, desperate for her to do something more.

“Shut your fucking mouth.” Camila snarled, pushing you onto your back before pulling your slacks and panties off.

She brought your legs over her shoulders, quickly pressing a small kiss to your thigh before diving into you. Her mouth worked wonders, licking and prodding at your entrance as you moaned in satisfaction.

Her tongue was experienced, licking at your drenched lips before shoving inside of your hole. The soft muscle pumped in and out of you at a simple pace, your insides twisting as she ate you out. Vibrations from her humming into you made you come, your orgasm washing over you as your head flew backwards.

“You taste delicious Y/N.” Camila murmured before standing up properly and messing with the tie on her slacks.

“Thanks?” You responded, wide-eyed as she pulled a large red strap-on out of her pants, “How long were you wearing that for?”

“Long enough.”

She pushed your legs back, aligning the head of the toy with your entrance before moving to push in. You yelped at the feeling, the cold plastic and the large expanse of the strap irritating your walls.

You’ve only ever had sex with Camila all but three times, and each time she had either ate you out, fingered you, or just both. She had mentioned trying out a strap at some point, but had never gone through with it because you claimed you were not ready; you’re assuming she is not going to listen to you at the moment.

Centimeter after centimeter she pushed, slowly stretching you out and filling you to the brim. You breathed erratically, wincing and short-breathed as your walls readjusted for her strap. It hurt, it really hurt, but your body was slowly relaxing to her advances.

“Babe, slower please.” You begged, reaching out to place your hand on her shoulder.

“Not happening.”

What?

Did she just say no?

“Camila.” You warned, hissing at the pain, “It hurts, I just need a minute.”

“I said no. You want to act like a useless slut in front of Micah, so you deserve to be treated like one.” She growled before pushing the last few inches in.

You gritted your teeth, pain and pleasure overwhelming you as Camila began to rut in and out of you at a fast pace. She was unforgiving as she fucked you, using degrading sentences to edge you on while you sobbed in satisfaction.

“What a needy whore, just wanting her pussy to be owned.” She sneered, flicking her index finger at your clit, “No wonder you’re so annoying.”

You cried out, feeling the bulbous head of the strap hit that deep spongy spot inside of you. You were sensitive, extremely sensitive; your nerves were on high alert as Camila fucked the living shit out of you. You’ve never been fucked with a strap, and your current state shows that.

“With how much you whine i’d assume you would have came by now.” Camila noted, now doing slow and deep gyrations as you whimpered, “God, you are so hot.”

After one more nasty thrust from her, you finally did what she wanted, your cum covering the strap and her shirt. She chuckled, pushing the toy in and out as you calmed down.

“C-camila, no more…” You whispered, biting your tongue.

“I don’t think so, I want more out of you.”

And that’s what happened, she got more, much much more. She kept thrusting and thrusting away, stretching you so far you thought you would rip at the seams. The grooves of the strap were rubbing your velvet walls raw, your cum now dripping into a large puddle on the floor as Camila kept on fucking you.

“You’re mine, I hope you know that.” She hummed into your ear, your legs shaking on her shoulders as you came for the fifteenth time that afternoon.

How no one had walked in to the bathroom, you didn’t know.

Your eyes woefully glanced down at your hips, watching with a lustful expression as the strap disappeared and reappeared rapidly. Your folds were puffy and red, definitely irritated with all the attention your genitals were receiving, and your clit was a blushing pink while being rolled yet again between Camila’s thumb and pointer finger.

“My girl.” She murmured possessively, kissing your lips fiercely to swallow your wails of distressed pleasure.

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[fandomnerd9602]

More Possessive!Camilla Montes?

Camila jumps on Y/N’s back…

Camila: listen up! This one’s mine! All mine!!!

She holds up a fork to another nearby girl…

Camila: stay away! This one’s mine.

Y/N: baby, they all know. And you’re all mine too.

Camila blushes…

#american carnage #camila montes x reader #camila montes imagine #camila montes #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #possessive girlfriend #prisoners of love

[ayoedebiris]

I'm an asshole, JP. Not a quitter.

JENNA ORTEGA as CAMILA MONTES AMERICAN CARNAGE (2022) dir. Diego Hallivis

#jenna ortega #american carnage #american carnage spoilers #filmedit #horroredit #jennaortegaedit #latinesource #pocedit #ccnet #filmgifs #moviegifs #wlwgif #lgbtsource #dailylgbtq #femaledaily #userbru #userrachel #userjacko #* #a gay goth jenna character is something that can be so personal. #flashing tw

[tomorrowusa]

Bad news for Republicans: violent crime is down across most of the US.

Donald Trump and far right media want people to believe there is a massive crime wave sparked by hordes of bloodthirsty migrants charging in waves across the southern border. In fact, the spike in crime which began with Trump's botched response to the COVID-19 pandemic is over.

To hear the latest version of Donald Trump’s “American carnage” narrative of a country lost without him, you would think law-abiding citizens are cowering in their homes or stockpiling weapons to deal with a massive crime wave that’s due to illegal border crossings caused by various nations emptying their prisons and by leftist “Soros-funded” prosecutors gleefully opening our own penitentiaries. The idea of an ongoing crime wave is incorporated into all sorts of MAGA rhetoric, including claims that prosecutors pursuing cases against Trump in New York, Atlanta, Florida, and Washington, D.C., should instead be frantically trying and jailing predators who are cavorting on the streets. The alleged threat of murderous “animals” who entered the country illegally has been crystalized by Republican agitprop about the tragic death of Georgia nursing student Laken Riley, who was murdered while jogging, allegedly by an undocumented Venezuelan migrant. But graphic, horrifying anecdotal evidence does not an actual crime wave make. And the more we learn about what’s actually happening in our major cities, the clearer it is that the surge in violent crime that did occur during the COVID-19 pandemic continues to subside. The COVID crime surge largely ended in 2022. Then the incidence of murder and other violent crimes dropped significantly in 2023, according to preliminary federal data, as CNN recently reported:

Fact check: Trump falsely claims US crime stats are only going up. Most went down last year, including massive drop in murder

To the degree that migrants are involved in criminal activity can now be attributed to Trump's blockage of border security legislation in the House by his spineless minions on Capitol Hill.

Bipartisan border deal hits legislative wall as Republicans say they will block bill

Republicans are now officially the owners of border chaos – not the solution to it.

Back to the featured article...

[W]hen a long upward trend in crime during the 1960s, ’70s, and ’80s — a true crime wave — finally came to an end, then dramatically reversed. The current numbers are beginning to show that we’re more than likely in a long period of stable (and, by past standards, relatively low) crime rates that were briefly interrupted by the many dislocations the pandemic caused in American life (and police effectiveness). So the myth of a deadly threat to Americans stemming from liberal policies on the border and in the justice system is mostly just that. Perceptions of public safety, of course, aren’t always in line with objective reality, and violent crime is horrifying even if it’s not as prevalent as law-and-order demagogues suggest. An October 2023 Gallup survey that coincided with growing evidence of dropping crime rates showed 77 percent of Americans agreed there was “more crime” in the country than in the previous year.

Spectacular crime stories are always going to grab headlines. If it bleeds, it leads has been one of the mainstays of American journalism for centuries. You'll never see a headline in the NY Post like Murder Rate Plummets!.

One thing that is often overlooked is that the "long upward trend in crime during the 1960s, ’70s, and ’80s" mentioned in the article came to an end in the 1990s during the Clinton administration.

For ideological reasons, Democrats have been too restrained about publicizing their own law and order successes. As with the 1990s, another drop in crime is taking place under a Democratic administration – despite GOP attempts to exploit individual incidents of crime.

Donald Trump himself is a "one man crime wave".

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[love4jennaortega]

Camila got my SOUL.

#camila montes #american carnage #jenna ortega #camila montes x reader

[yourartmatters-itswhatgotmehere]

#JennaOrtega as #CamilaMontes in #AmericanCarnage #AmericanCarnage2022

“If she were into girls, i'd try to hit that too.(..) Then again, maybe I can change her mind about that.”

https://twitter.com/ThisIsGSage23/status/1600430443819454464?s=20&t=rjxua38Z9q8kabNQT_5JXA

and also those edits:

https://twitter.com/jennaortvga/status/1538559679634231296?s=20&t=-rK0k6gFY-n12Hnc5sb_AQ

https://twitter.com/tamberluvbot/status/1580647817655119872?s=20&t=oveWMm6ul60IGZfEqrcEjg

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[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: The Fallout

Sample Size: 48 crossover stories

Source: AO3

#the fallout #a good girls guide to murder #wednesday #scream #american carnage #the babysitter #a taste of christmas #x #family switch #fanfiction #ao3 #statistics #phantom statistician

[freddycartercl]

Freddy as Scott | American Carnage

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[slashericons]

Jenna Ortega as Camila Montes in American Carnage (2022)

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[writing-rat]

In Plain Sight

Pairings: Camila Montes x Reader

Requested by: @duck-at-midnight

Warnings: G!P Camila Montes, Camila has a penis, Vaginal Sex, Blowjob, Public Sex, Rough sex, Overstimulation, AFAB Reader

Summary: Camila was horny when they were going to be departed by the cops. When they get to the facility, Camila gets what she wants.

It had been an eventful night. You and Camila were just cuddled up in her room. You was having a sleepover as your car had broken down and Camila had promised to help you fix it in the morning. Little did you know what would happen next. You had just been cuddled up, watching a random horror movie as you was being big spooned by her. You smiled as you kissed her cheek gently, when banging was heard. The door was kicked in and multiple police officers came in. “Hands up, on the ground. You are being departed,” the officers spoke. Quick to obey, you and Camila did as told as your heart was pounding. You knew that the girl next to you was happy that her mother wasn’t in at least. You were both quickly surrounded before being handcuffed and brought to the same car. 

“Are we being kept in the same place?” Camila asked. The police officer glared at them before nodding.

“Now rest, don’t need to hear you lot anymore,” he spoke strictly.

After a while you was at the detaining centre. You looked around nervously, grasping at Camila’s hand who was holding it back and was putting her mask on. She was acting confident as she was looking around. You was hugged to her practically though. You was soon at the place you would be staying at and was pushed in rather roughly. Immediately Camila hugged you tight and glared at the guard before she was sighing and found an empty spot in the middle that wasn’t as crowded. You was staying with her as you gulped. “And to think I’d fuck you on my couch,” she hummed out. You couldn’t help but smile at that as you was sat down on her lap. “I was hoping for that,” you hummed out. You was glad both of you had on your normal clothes instead of the jumpsuit at least as you could feel the hard-on that Camila had. She was rubbing your hip bone meanwhile, as she smirked.

“I know you did, especially with how you dressed so slutty for me,” Camila murmured out against your neck, before she started to kiss, suck and bite all over it. You let out gasps of pleasure quietly as you were both aware anyone could see. You had on some short jean shorts that just reached mid thigh as well as a crop top. You was wearing a bra at least. “I have an idea if you want to listen to it?” Camila then asked, tilting her head. You nodded.

“Of course I will listen,” you spoke gently, kissing her cheek as you held one side of her face.

“What if I fuck you right here, right now?” she then asked. You blushed hard then nodded. 

“Yeah, I would be down,” you spoke, glancing the girl up and down. She was in a pair of jeans that didn’t hide her bulge. She also had on a shirt where her erect nipples could be seen. You bit your lip, grinding against her. 

That’s when she grunted and quickly pinned you down as she was kissing you. One hand was groping at your chest hard, the other keeping your arms pinned down. You couldn’t help but gasp as you leaned into the touch, closing your eyes as you was kissing back. She soon licked at your bottom lip, asking for permission to frenchkiss you. Eagerly you opened your mouth as you was grinding against her as much as possible still. She soon pushed her hand under your shirt and bra, rubbing at your nipples. You couldn’t help the whimper that slipped out as you was kissing deep, feeling the eyes on you. You didn’t care as long as Camila touched you. “Please daddy, need you,” you moaned out as your breast was constantly touched. She was kissing your jawline now, marking it as you grinded harder. Camila smirked. “Take your shorts off for me honey, and then take off my own jeans,” she spoke. Nodding, you quickly unzipped your jean shorts and slipped them off, revealing no underwear. “Such a perfect slut,” you heard Camila murmur out as you kicked them off to the side then slowly started to go on your knees, spreading your legs while doing so. Slowly but surely you was unbuttoning her jeans, making direct eye contact before you unzipped her jeans by using your teeth. You heard her breath hitch as she was rubbing your hair and was looking down at you with lust-filled eyes. That’s when you pulled her jeans down as well as her boxers, freeing her dick that was immediately erect. You started to lick it up and down before you was taking it in your mouth. “Such a good girl,” Camila praised you as you was sucking up and down, stroking whatever else you couldn’t suck. You was loving the praise as you was sucking deeper and was rubbing yourself against her shoe. She was smirking at that as she was noticing the wetness spread. “Keep sucking slut, make everyone jealous,” she moaned out as she patted your hair, seeing everyone was starting. The males had erections even. You nodded.

Soon, Camila was close as she grasped at your hair and was pushing your face deeper into her cock, causing you to gag as she came. Quickly you swallowed it as you was wanting her inside you now. “Please fuck me hard, make me scream and beg for you ro stop,” you spoke, looking at her with the puppy dog eyes that usually worked. She was nodding. “Lay down for me baby girl,” she commanded. You quickly obeyed, keeping your legs spread open. That’s when Camila put her entire weight on top of you, her hand grasping at your neck as she entered, not giving you chance to adjust to the sudden intrusion. She was also thrusting rough and hard immediately as she choked you. You couldn’t help but moan louder before she was taking off your top and bra, watching your breasts bounce as she fucked you hard. “Such a beautidul slut under me,” she growled out as she sucked at your neck, marking it all over. You was nodding as you wrapped your legs around her, aware of the staring and people jacking off. You kept moaning however, Camila not caring at all as she was pounding into you like it was your last time. That’s when she hit the sweet spot, whimpers and moans slipping out before you came all over her dick. Camila didn’t stop however. “I’m close myself, but I’m going to make sure you beg me to stop,” she grunted out. She soon came inside, you grunting as you felt her fill you up… then her pounding into you again. Panting, you was clawing at her back from under her shirt as you knew she was bleeding. You needed to grasp at something that wasn’t the floor after all.

Camila kept thrusting into your G-spot as she was grasping your hips hard then and was sucking all over your shoulders. “I’m going to mark you all over, so much so that everyone will know and talk about you,” she was grunting out as she was holding you closer. You knew you was going to be overstimulated and bruised but you didn’t care. You trusted Camila after all, and her judgement. “Fuck, harder please,” you moaned out as she was soon starting to go harderat your request. You was drooling against her shoulder as you bit, muffling your moans slightly as she was growling and moaning freely before she was sucking on your nipple. One hand was grasping at your other tit again and the other hand was working on your clit. You was panting as you couldn’t help but cum again over her dick.

“Getting sensitive now?” she asked with a smirk. You was nodding, whimpering a lot more than moaning as she kept going rough and fast. Soon, she came inside again. “Please stop,” you whimpered out, feeling more pain. Camila quickly pulled out and held you afterwards. 

“Good girl,” she spoke gently and kissed you before she dressed you slowly first, then herself. “Cuddle and sleep now?” she asked. Yawning, you nodded and cuddled up closer to her. She rubbed your back as she was ready to defend you from any perves that watched. You felt safe with her. 

“I love you,” you spoke gently.

“I love you too,” she responded and kissed you gently. “Now sleep,” she added on. You was nodding then closed your eyes, cuddling up to her breasts before you fell asleep there, being held protectively. You smiled, no matter what else would happen.

#american carnage #camila montes #g!p camila montes #camila montes x reader #ratboy writes #ratboy writing #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader

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Home (Camila Montes X Reader)

“Get Out!”

You were tossed on the small lawn in front of your house, your father standing above you seething and throwing a suitcase next to you clothes scattered everywhere.

“Where am I supposed to go?”

A car slowly came to a stop as a familiar face from school peaked at you.

Your tears were endless as you looked to your mom for help. She simply shook her head stepping back into the house, before she came back out your journal clutched tight in her hands. You glanced at the book and her, eyes widening in mortification at what she could’ve read. Your deepest thoughts were laid bare in that book: every good day, bad day, significant event, such as you realizing your crush on your long time best friend and many others to follow. You wondered why you’d get so upset when they’d discussed their crushes on boys or when they’d talk about first kisses.

“Mom..” you spoke shakily a hand raised and before you knew it that same hand smacked you. Leaving behind a sharp sting. Her eyes were watering as if she were the one in pain.

“We won’t have you in our house with these disgusting thoughts.”

She tossed the book at you and went back inside her husband following. You sniffled calmly picking up your clothes and throwing them in your suitcase.

“Mija que esta sucediendo?”

“Espera mama.”

Platform boots came into your line of vision and you found yourself looking up into the brown eyes of your classmate.

Camila Montes was notorious for her explosive attitude.

She’d sent a boy to the hospital just because he was staring at her on her first day.

To see her standing before you at the moment worried you. According to most that knew her, (not any friends she didn’t do friends) she was a “cold hearted bitch”.

“You good?”

You gulp trying to fight back more tears as you nod beginning to scramble quickly when you hear another noise come from your home. No, not your home anymore your mother and father made sure the whole neighborhood knew this.

Camilas dark eyes glanced to the house, her car and then you. Her mother watching with interest as she knew her daughter had a tendency to keep to herself. She felt a smile form when she watched as the teenager helped pick up your clothes.

“What happened?” Her voice was gruff as if she were trying not to yell.

“I uh..” you took a deep breath. “I just got kicked out of my house.”

The girls eyebrows furrowed she knew better than to ask anything else, everyone had seen exactly what happened. She picked up the suitcase and tilted her head towards her car.

“Come on.” You stood quickly confused as she took your suitcase to her car placing it in the back seat. You sat down quietly as the older woman began to speak.

“Quien es?”

“Y/n mami”

Camilas eyes shift to yours through the rear view mirror. You sat quietly confused as to why she was telling your mother your name and how she knew it.

“Ella necesita un lugar para quedarse”

Before you knew it, you were bought to a small house Camila going around to assist her mother. You stood by the car unsure of what to do making the girl roll her eyes.

“Come on I already have my hands full, I don’t have time to hold yours.”

You follow and help her get her mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

“Gracias Nina linda.” She patted your cheek eyes closing as she went to put her head back and rest a moment.

“She said thank you pretty girl.”

You jump forgetting she was there with you.

“You can put your stuff in my room, and sleep on the futon,” she turned abruptly looking up to you slightly finger raised.

“But don’t touch my shit you’re not special.”

You nod following and placing your suitcase to the side. You went to take a shower.

Camila waited until she was sure you were in the bathroom to snoop through your wallet she’d opened it to find your ID, a few bills, and a small picture of an older woman with a young girl sitting on her lap. She looked closer at the date squinting before she looked at her phone.

When she heard the shower shut off she put everything back where it was and went to tend to her mother.

“Mami?” Her mom snored from her spot making the girl smile a bit, she kissed her forehead placing the blanket over her.

After you showered and gotten dressed you followed the path to the kitchen smelling food. You were surprised to find Camila standing by a few containers of food and a small box.

“They didn’t have a lot of options since it’s late but..” painted nails pulled back the lid and revealed a small cake. You looked to the girl surprised.

“How did you-“ She scoffed.

“You’re seriously gonna ask questions right now?” You gulp nodding and sit down the both of you eating in comfortable silence. Camilas mom walking in with a cane.

“Mami-“ the older woman cut her off with a wave of her hand before she lit a candle and placed it on the cake as she began to sing

“Cumpleanos Feliz”

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.

You’d been at Camilas for a few months. Her mother adored you and was determined to teach you Spanish, Camila herself was a lot nicer than she was at school. Still stoic most times but she was helpful and considerate without thought. She had gotten you a job at the bodega and helped make the futon more comfortable, it almost felt like home.

Her mother would sometimes speak a lot faster in Spanish whenever Camila was around smirking each time her daughter would dismiss her or change the subject.

“What Camila it’s true are you really going to defend that Fag-“ the sound of a body being slammed to the lockers.

“If I were you I’d shut the fuck up.” You ran to see a crowd forming in the hallway, Camila holding your old “friend” Gabby against the locker. You cautiously walked up placing a hand on Camilas shoulder.

“Camila come on I don’t want you to get in trouble.” The other girl laughed.

“Is that why you’re defending her?” She turned her head to you. “News flash Camilas just a hopped up slut who’ll-“

Everyone gasped at the sound of a punch being landed but it wasn’t Camilas hand it was your.

“Oh shit.” You whimpered shaking your hand. You didn’t mean to punch her but you didn’t like how she was talking to Camila, she wasn’t a slut she was nice and took you in when you needed help without question.

You were in the nurses office getting your hand wrapped as Camila sat nearby. Luckily Gabby was also 18 and there were witnesses that stated she instigated the fight, the principal decided detention after school would be the best punishment for you.

Camila stood up to look at your hand. Her dark eye liner making her brown eyes even deeper somehow.

“I could’ve handled it.”

You shrug.

“You’re not a slut, even if you sleep with everyone in town that’s your business.”

“I haven’t, that rumor started because I was stupid enough to sleep with ONE guy after I broke up with my girlfriend.” You nod.

“Kind of makes me feel better not liking men.” You joke weakly. The girl smiles slightly at you nudging your shoulder.

“I’ll see you later yeah?”

You got back to Camilas late, her mom on the couch watching some new telenovela.

Camila already filled her in that you’d be late.

“Tu comida esta en la estufa.”

“Gracias senora Montes.” She smiled happy you were learning but quickly frowned.

“Solo llamame mama o mami por favor.” Your eyebrows furrowed you knew parts of what she said but not all of it.

“SHE SAID CALL HER MAMI OR MAMA!” You nod.

“Mama.” She smiles patting your cheek and shooing you to the kitchen.

Camila sat at the table eating a plate already ready in front of her.

“Thank you.” You said softly sitting across from her.

“QUE?!” Her mom yelled. You both laugh.

“Gracias Camila.” Her mom cheered going back to her show as the two of you ate in silence.

It was late for some reason and you couldn’t sleep.

And apparently neither could Camila.

“Y/n?” She whispered.

“Yeah?” A soft hand grabbed yours making you sit up as you were dragged to her room.

She shut the door behind you gesturing towards her bed.

“You couldn’t sleep either?” She shook her head one of her hands inching towards yours.

Your eyes scanned her head to toe. Her usual make up gone nothing but freckles and fair skin covered by a giant t-shirt.

Her hand slowly made its way to your shoulder making you shiver.

Dark eyes searched yours before leaning in.

“GET DOWN!”

“Y/N!” There was glass everywhere a sharp sensation on the back of your skull.

“Y/N!” You struggled against the strong body against you as you watched Camila kick and scream. Her mothers voice also ringing out in the distance.

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“So I either go to the nursing home or go to jail for being an accomplice to an accomplice to an “illegal” immigrant?”

You tilted your head at the lawyer who hummed.

“I know it’s hard but if you cooperate you’ll free not only Camila but her mother as well.” You bit your lip looking at the pamphlet. You owed them everything, working with the elderly was the least you could do.

“Ok I’ll do it.”

After a series of questions and a long drive in a school bus, you’d finally made it to the nursing home. Next to you a curly haired girl with glasses.

“I’m Lily.” She whispered.

“Y/n.” You whispered back offering a small smile, it dropping as a man in the corner looks to you intently. “Is it just me or is that guy staring?”

Lily subtly looks around the room before her eyes land on James. “No girl he’s staring at you real hard, be careful.”

You nod.

It feels almost like prison with how the cycle works. You eat, work, sleep and repeat. For some reason you’re the only one who can remember going to bed and what day it is. The other three besides Lily really don’t talk much. James seems to be nice though always having you help with simpler tasks and even bringing you things that only the staff have access to.

You try to take comfort in seeing some kindness here but you find yourself constantly missing a certain brunette wondering if she’s ok and if she was going to do what you thought she was that night in her room. You look to see Lily being taken somewhere and go to follow only to be stopped once again by James.

“You should get back to the garden, the new groups coming in and we need the hall cleared for the tour.” You nod as he puts his arm around your shoulder leading you away.

Camila steps off the bus and into the building eyes scowling at everything in sight until they widen at the sight of familiar hair.

“Y/n?” She goes to walk towards you but is quickly stopped by another guard. He points back to the group and moves them further into the hall.

It’s when you get to the garden and look around you see none of your group with you. Shyly you ask James if he knew anything of this but the man just redirects your attention to another task at hand. It’s when his walkie talkie goes off that there’s an issue in the cafeteria that runs him off. You looked down seeing a flash of silver smiling, you make sure no one notices by pretending to tie your shoe.

It’s late, it smells weird and Camilas pretty sure some of the old people next door are getting freaky either that or dying, she rolls her eyes to herself. She can’t sleep as she thinks of you and her mother, praying you’re both safe. The group she came with, misfits at best, weren’t horrible. Micah seemed decent she supposed, JP obviously having the biggest hard on for her, Chris was a pussy and Big Mac was just an idiot, an entertaining idiot but still an idiot.

A quiet knock shook her from her thoughts and she almost stayed in her bed until she heard it again. She got up to toeing to the door swinging it open.

“Y/n?” A small smile makes it way to your face as you look at her in the shorts and tank top provided by the facility.

“Cam-“ your relief was short lived as your dragged into the room. You’re pulled into the room abruptly by the collar of your shirt.

“What are you doing here?” You both ask at the same time.

You laugh softly. “They told me if I cooperated that they’d let you and your mom go.”

She scowled crossing her arms. “They told me the same thing.”

“I’m glad you’re ok though.” The shorter girls eyes softened as she uncrossed her arms. “I was worried about you.”

Dark brown eyes continued to stare at you and you felt a lump begin to form in your throat.

“How’d you find me?”

“Would you believe me if I said I went knocking on every door down this hallway?” Camila continued to stare at you as you rubbed the back of your neck.

She stepped closer to you. “So you turned yourself in for a girl you met a few months ago, risked getting caught sneaking around to find her in the same place not knowing what might happen after?”

You flush a bit. “Well when you say it like that it sounds crazy.”

She deadpans. “It is.”

You laugh. Damn I missed her. A hand on your shoulder brings you back to reality. Those same brown eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips then back again. Unconsciously, you both lean in, you dipping slightly to help her reach. Soft plush lips press to yours softly at first before they grow in intensity. Short black fingernails dig into your shoulders as you place yours around her waist, hands grazing the exposed skin eliciting a soft moan. You feel yourself stumble as you’re pulled more towards the bed, Camilas hand reaching back until she feels the soft surface.

She turns pushing you on the bed aggressively. The mattress spring making you bounce a bit. She wastes no time climbing on your lap as you sit up, hands greedy to feel more of her as they travel up her back. Hers tugging your hair as your lips slide against one another. It’s when her tongue licks your lips begging for entry that your breath hitches. You both groan when there’s another knock on her door she signals for you to stay as she goes to answer.

JP stands at the door smile on his face as he wiggles his keys.

“Employee swim?”

Camila tilts her head. “Didn’t take you for the bad boy type…” she pauses “I wonder why or should I say who?” She quirks an eyebrow.

The boy sputters.

“I’m just kidding bro, I get it. She’s hot if she were into girls I’d hit that.”

You felt yourself slowly start to stand up. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea you winced.

“Then again maybe I could change her mind.”

Definitely a bad idea. You look around to see if there’s another way out of her room but sigh when you see it’s only the door you sit at the desk and wait.

You hear more laughter before the door closes. You stand as Camila makes her way back to the bed.

“So where-“

“I think I should go.” Her eyebrows furrow.

“Wait what I thought-“ You quickly make your way to the door.

“Yeah I’m tired anyway but it was good seeing you.” The door slams shut making Camila huff.

What the fuck just happened?

As you make your way back you see Micah following JP and Big Mac to the pool. Your eyes widen as you realize you haven’t seen your group in a week and Micah is the last person you spoke with. You quickly turn back to Camilas room knocking urgently. She opens the door glaring.

“What? You gonna throw mixed signals again?”

“Shut up and listen. Everyone in my groups disappeared, everyone except me and Micah.”

“…Micah came with us.”

“Exactly somethings wrong here, Lily and I would stay close but one day she asked a question and I just haven’t seen her. I thought maybe they were just keeping us separate but-“

“Y/N! Relax it’s an old folks home you’re just being paranoid what if Micah has family too and they just look alike?”

“With the same name?”

The girl shrugs. “I think you’re looking too deep into it.”

You scoff. “Fuck it, good luck with the white girl I hope you get to “hit that”.”

You slam the door once more putting the keys in your drawer after getting to your room the ankle bracelet secured the minute you crossed the threshold.

Camila lays down agitated. At you, at this place, and especially at JP for interrupting. All because he wanted to impress Micah.

It’s in the garden when they find a mark on Camilas neck.

“What’s that?”

“Hey watch it creep!” JP rolls his eyes before Big Mac helps.

“There’s something on your neck girl.”

“Something weirds going on.” JP catches sight of something familiar.

“Hey Greta, you know my sister loved making those too..” the woman begins to freak out making James and another staff member step in pushing aside JP who clutches the forgotten cootie catcher between his fingers. Big Mac appearing next to him.

“Yeah definitely something weird.”

Camila looks around the garden, the pool, and the cafeteria before she finds you in the common area helping someone play bingo.

“Y/N!” You spin to her in surprise eyes going over her to make sure she’s ok before going back to the task at hand.

“What camila?” She sits next to you attempting to control her breathing.

“You we’re right somethings going on and-“

“Great I was right!” You smile sarcastically. “You can go now.” The girl stares at you incredulous.

“We have to get out of here-“ she whispers urgently.

“So now you want to listen to me.” You scoff. “Look Camila I did this for you and your mom I can’t go, I have nowhere else I belong.”

You lower your voice to whisper. “The ankle monitor key is in my drawer room 10. Take it and run.”

You sit back up with a smile and return to stamping bingo slots for the man next to you.

Camila stared for a moment. “Y/n-“

James appeared next to placing a strong hand on your shoulder.

“Everything ok here y/n?” You nod and smile politely.

“Yeah James I was just telling Camila they could use more hands in the cafeteria.” He smiles back at you before sneering at Camila.

“Well?” She gets up huffing.

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A weird bird sound hits your ears before a big man drops from the ceiling.

“You y/n?”

You nod eyes widening as he shows the key you only told Camila about. “Camila said I can only trust you.”

“Where is she?” You sit up.

“I cant find her or JP.”

“Ok we need a plan.”

“Right. But first things first….you single?”

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James laid unconscious on the floor by your feet as you snuck further into a testing lab. A quiet whisper yell filling the room.

“Camila?”

“Camila!” A small groan responds you find her strapped to a bed next to the nice elderly woman Greta. The longer you’d stare at her the more familiar she’d look.

“Y/n?” You turned back to the small girl clutching her had and looking over her features they hadn’t gotten to her yet. You tugged off the restraints as she went to help the girl.

“Lily you have to wake up.”

Lily? You looked again feeling your eyes widen, the boy was her brother JP. You almost smacked your forehead not realizing you should’ve made the connection sooner.

“What a shame.” James limped towards you. “I really did like you Y/n, we still have a chance to make this right between us.”

You yelled running towards him trying to tackle him he hit you in the back making you fall to the floor in a heap. He went to inject you with a needle when Camila jumped on his back. Lily in a wheelchair looking for a nearby weapon. She tossed you a bed pan as you got back up. James throwing Camila off him, when he turned you smacked him across the face with the metal.

“We gotta go.”

The doors opened revealing Big Mac and a giant group of old people.

“LETS GO!”

You, Lily and Camila went to find JP and Big Mac distracted the guards and find an exit. You all stopped when you’d seen him tied to a chair being circled by Micah and Eddie (the founder of the nursing home). Around you were meat grinders and body bags, you felt yourself grow nauseous as you realized what was actually being put into the meat.

“And this is why I’m a vegan.” You gave a dirty glare to Camila as you tried to find a way to help JP. She shook her head at herself. “You stay with Lily I’ll help JP.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“No”

“Yes”

“No”

“No”

“Yes! FUCK Camila why can’t you just-“

Soft lips pushed into yours once more before the girl took off towards Eddie, you followed after when you saw Micah reaching for her. Lily slowly rolling to get JPs ropes loose.

Eddie had tossed Camila aside breaking your concentration. Micah took advantage and tased you. She knelt by you a small sadistic smirk on her face.

“You were right Camila is cute too bad you won’t live to ask her out.”

A body slammed into her pushing her onto the meat grinder. As she went to get up her hair got caught on the belt.

“EDDIE!” The man in question was in no better predicament. Lily not only released her brother but a pent up Chris who was sitting in a cage ready to be the next burger for Dennys. Chris slammed himself and Eddie onto the belt wrapping his legs around him and holding him still as he ripped out his throat. The sound of the trios bones and flesh permeating the factory.

You walked over to Camila who was grabbing her side.

“You good?” The angry teen gave you a grin as she pulled you into her for another kiss. it took a moment before you finally responded but once again got interrupted by JP.

“Not to cockblock but we should probably get out of the old people meat kitchen.”

You both nod exiting the facility and meeting up with Big Mac.

“MAMA WE MADE IT!”

You look down to Camila who shakes her head at him. You dip down to place a kiss in her cheek making the girl smile and look up at you.

“Let’s go home mi amor.”

“Oh shit y’all lesbians?”

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #wlw post #camila montes #camila montes x reader #camila montes imagine #american carnage #camila montes x female reader

[mysoftboybensolo]

Rating Freddy Carter's Characters Goodness

Pure Cinnamon Roll- Ellis: The Convent. He is the goodest of good boys; ready to risk his life for those he loves, honest and kind. Truly, a pure cinnamon roll, too good for this world. You just want to bundle him up and protect him from demon possessed girls, creepy convents and weird old ladies. Deserved better, he did.

Good Dudes- Pin Hawthorne: Free Rein, David Friedkin: Masters of the Air. They may be a rough around the edges, a bit flawed, but you love them for it! Also, even though Masters of the Air hasn't been released yet, but since he is based on a real life person, and in my research (x), he sounds like a good man, and judging from the trailer, his character might butt heads with Austin Butler's character.

Grey Area Fella- Kaz Brekker: Shadow and Bone. While he is not the greatest man, could definitely benefit a good therapist, he is a good man underneath it all, who cares more than he let's on. He steals, he threatens, even kills, but the people he killed are assholes who take advantage of sex workers and nearly killed his wraith, so he's forgiven. Plus, he says trans rights are human rights, so he's really not as bad as people think!

Handsome Losers- Jason Ripper: Pennyworth, Scott: American Carnage, Gideon Fletcher: The Doll Factory. What losers, they aren't great, maybe a bit of a creep, classist, and dumb, but damn, they look good doing it. They aren't far gone, but you could fix him, I believe you can.

Puts the "Hot" in Psychotic- Tom Davies: 15 Days, Benjamin Stableforth: Death in Paradise. They started off fine, not great but they could have had a chance to at least be a loser, but family drama lead them to murder and there is no turning back from that. We get it, families are rough, but murder, really? Oh well, at least you looked good while doing it, but that's as far as your goodness goes.

#freddy carter #the convent 2018 #pin hawthorne #free rein #david friedkin #masters of the air #kaz brekker #shadow and bone #pennyworth #jason ripper #american carnage #the doll factory #gideon fletcher #tom davies #15 days #death in paradise #benjamin stableforth

[fandomnerd9602]

Yandere Camila Montes

Camila slams Y/N against the jail cell wall…

Camila: I want you. I need you!

She slams her lips into Y/N’s

Y/N: Camila-

She slips handcuffs over Y/N’s wrists and clips them to the bars…

Camila: I won’t take no for an answer

Y/N: (smirks) who said I was saying no?

#american carnage #camila montes #camila montes imagine #camila montes x reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #prisoner #prisoners of love

[lilyresources]

JENNA ORTEGA IN AMERICAN CARGAGE 

#jenna ortega #american carnage #gif : mine #**mine #flash tw #epileptic content tw #rph