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marchsfreakshow · 3 months

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Oh, The Sleeping Beauty {Dandy Mott}

SMUT.

To Dandy, you were a sleeping beauty. But he felt lonely in the night and needed you desperately.

Urm holy fuck I started writing this as a silly lil drabble but oops it became a whole fic. I hope you enjoy it anyway!

Warnings!; oral (F recieve), pnv, small bit of body worship, crud smut writing, bare bones plot.

18+! MINORS DNI - READ MY SFW WORKS

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Fuck you were perfect. You were perfect when you slept. Your chest, your delicate face. Your hands, placed anywhere and everywhere. The soft little groans that escaped you as you adjusted your unconscious self in bed. It was perfect. Always perfect.

Dandy stayed up nearly all night watching you sleep. Gently tracing your face, the shape of your eyes, nose, mouth, where your spots were, where the 'imperfections' were. It was all his in his mind. His girl forever. Nothing would feel better to him than feeling if you were having a wet dream or not. His fingers flowed down to your legs and gently gripped one of your thighs. The light touches to your body made you stir a bit, and he almost jumped back when you shuffled around under the sheets. Your sleepy mumbles went unnoticed, and Dandy just laid there, watching and watching.

"Mine." He whispered, holding onto your waist, and refraining from taking his trousers off and jerking off to your beautiful, sleeping face. Your eyes fluttered open slightly, and your eyelids felt heavy. His face was right in front of yours, smiling. You smiled back, resting your hand on his arm that was on your waist. He never wanted you to waste your words.

But now you were awake, he couldn't touch you. Not without permission. He never wanted to hurt his princess by accident. All Dandy wanted was to reach under your nightgown and feel you. He wanted to know what dreams you had, how many of them were of him, and if he had to kill someone. "Dandy.?" You quietly asked. His attention snapped back to your face, after looking over your ridden up night-wear. Dangerous thoughts had come over him, and he wanted you to say 'Ravish me Dandy. Take all of me.' but he knew he had to wait.

Waiting hurt. Night after night, after you had gotten into bed, he sat himself in an empty room. He said fuck it and jerked off. In the darkness of a room, the thoughts of your moans and screams made him whimper and groan to himself. The grip you could have on his arms, and how you instinctively wrapped around him. Inside and out. He wanted to hear you scream out his name when he left bruises on your neck, legs, and torso. He was an addict. Addicted to your scent, and making your perfect skin damaged only by him.

Dandy's thoughts about you were distracted when you pulled him towards you in the bed and kissed him softly. Your soft kisses could make him cum right then and there. Gentle skin and lips pressed against his. Feeling you lose control of where your hands are moving. Your bodies were pressed together, the only thing stopping your contact was your pyjamas. Dandy ended the kiss quick, immediately moving to take your nightgown off. Your body in the darkness was like heaven. He knew your body so well and could touch every spot perfectly in the pitch black. You felt your thighs get risen up, as they were held in place on Dandy's shoulders.

The silence was shaken when Dandy pressed his tongue to your warm clit. It elicited a long moan from you, and Dandy couldn't help but buck his hips into the mattress, wanting friction on his cock. Every single move he took while eating you out, it drove him insane. Your taste, your warmth, your everything. The way your legs shook when you were close. As skilled as he was with his hands, he was even more skilled with his mouth. Fingers and tongue replaced each other when he moved from your clit to inside you. Your heavy eyelids fell and scrunched up when you screamed his name. Dandy revelled in hearing your name when he tasted your cum. It was like candy to him.

"You're perfect." The man whispered, staring into your soul from where his head lay. The warmth was felt on your face by your fingertips unconsciously. He was a god at making you blush and never stopped. Dandy never let go of your thighs, even after making you come. He gripped them, hard, and left small trails of kisses and bite marks on them. Even if they were on your inner thighs, he needed proof on your body that you were his.

The destruction of his precious doll had begun now.

But no matter what he did to you, Dandy still thought you were a perfect, precious, pretty toy for him. "Dandy..." You whispered, beckoning him in the night. Kisses were quickly exchanged again, you could taste yourself still on his tongue. Making you know how tasty you were to Dandy was important to him. He could have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner if it was possible. But it was your turn. Your prince was still wearing his pyjamas, and you felt exposed being the only naked one under the sheets. The buttons were almost broken when you both pulled and ripped Dandy's clothes off him. Even in the musk of the night, you could see him. You traced his torso whilst straddling him. Feeling him all the way down to his pelvis made you chuckle quietly.

Your pussy was sensitive still after being touched and tasted the way it was, and his dick just moving naturally against you always earned another moan from you. It must've been 3am, and lord you were about to wake up the whole house. Even if it was Gloria and Dora who were asleep. Dandy never failed to make you lose your mind, stretching you out always, filling you up to the brim, nearing tears every time he thrust himself upwards in you. That's exactly what he did. You find your own entrance and sink down, feeling yourself get full. "Fuck." You whispered, laying your hands on Dandy's shoulders. The way he almost always hit your cervix could have killed you every single time.

His rhythm started and was quickened whenever you let out a moan that was a little louder than the others. The man under you grinned when it happened and felt proud. He held your waist like a trophy as you bounced on him. His constant trophy was distracted when a gasp of pleasure bubbled in his throat. Slamming yourself down on him occasionally made him whimper and get closer to coming and warming you up. Soon enough you were screaming out for Dandy, leaving faint claw marks on his arms and shoulders.

Dandy came as fast as he blinked, but kept his hold on you, wanting you to stay sitting in him. Neither you felt like moving, but you did roll yourself off of Dandy slowly, immediately cuddling onto his side and catching your breath. It was still dark out, and you just felt like falling back asleep. And you did so very quickly. Your chest's normal rise and fall came back, while Dandy watched you in awe. When you fell asleep, Dandy attempted to get up out of the bed quietly so, as to not wake you. He rummaged through your pitch-black room, picking up a random piece of cloth, whether it was clothing or not, and turning back to your sleeping self. Your legs were once again opened, and you stirred slightly with every touch of the clothing item onto your inner thighs. Both of your releases stuck to you, and you seemed to forget already.

Silence came back once Dandy cleaned you up, leaving you to sleep peacefully. He went back to staring at you, watching you sleep. It made him happy, knowing you were satisfied, and his forever.

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yandereunsolved · 21 days

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Hey!

Can you do a yandere jimmy darling x important figure reader

Her father is a very important person and dotes on his daughter (reader) and the freaks came to a gathering he organized and the reader defended them.

From then on she came to the shows to apologize for the others ignorance and jimmy is always looking at her

He loves her praise, her touch everything

He always wants something more but his insecurities wont let him so he just more stalker-ish

Sweet Tea & Stalking - ,, yandere Jimmy Darling with a famous reader

tw(s): yandere themes, mention of eugenics, internment camps, and forced sterilization, abuse (by readers father), toxic 1950s ideals/toxic masculinity, drugging, reader mentioning/threatening suicide

ꨄ︎ It was really a horrible accident that he fell so madly in love with you. It was supposed to be just another night with the rest of the freaks. Until Elsa announced that the entire group that was paid by the governor of Florida to perform at one of his campaign banquets. Some of the freaks were ecstatic, while others were nervous to be around so many people in public. Elsa stated that it would be a great way to spread word-of-mouth about the carnival. The party was hosted at your father's mansion. Many high-class donors were there that night. The freaks dressed their best, yet wary glances were still shot towards them. That's when Jimmy first met you—such a pretty young thing among the seas of mundane small talk. You graciously invited them all into your father's house. You seemed more curious than fearful of their deformities. You didn't outright run when you saw him, so he'll take that over nothing. He gave you a cheeky smile and a flirty wink, and you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Apparently your dear ole' daddy never allowed any man near his sweet lamb. Perhaps he could change that. Although those are just pipe dreams, You're just doing what your daddy told you.

ꨄ︎ You invited them to eat before their performance. The head chef refused to serve them, which left you utterly distraught and embarrassed. Elsa assured you that it was nothing they hadn't dealt with before. She said that the performance is worth more than any food you could serve them. Yet, your luscious little mouth insisted that all of them eat. You brought them to a quiet hallway within the mansion and brought food from the kitchen to them. You allowed them privacy and dignity—two things none of them were ever allowed.

ꨄ︎ When it came time to perform, it was an absolute disaster. They were all standing in an outdoor amphitheater. It was gigantic; many people of status' higher than them filled the luxurious lawn. Your father promised a speech before the 'show'. He went on a long rant about how these were the types of people he promised to get rid of if he was re-elected. He promised the most horrid things to his possible voters. He talked of sterilizing all freaks, putting them in camps and isolating them because that is where they belonged, and making them get surgery to look more presentable to the public. He pushed eugenic rhetoric, and all the while, you were forced to stare at them while on the lawn. You nearly burst into tears. They all stormed off the stage, and a few of them had to hold Jimmy back from attacking your father and killing him.

ꨄ︎ You weaved through the thick crowd to catch up to them, but by the time you got there, they were all gone. You got hit by your father multiple times that night. He called you a freak fucker and a whore because you dared to show kindness to those genetically flawed monsters. You were banned from ever seeing them again. You were locked in your room and denied food or water. You understood what this meant for you. You understood the horrors of your father's wrath and what was still to come. You had no choice. You are to be seen, but not heard, around your father and his companions.

ꨄ︎ The next morning, you escaped the house with a bag of your belongings in tow. You pulled out as much money as you were able to using a faulty check with your father's foraged signature. You were lost. You went to the lost place you knew of—Fräulein Elsa's Cabinet of Curiosities. They were less than enthused to see you once again. Jimmy went off on you before you were able to reach Elsa.

"How dare you show us kindness and then spit in our faces? Do you know what it's like to be like us? No, you don't! You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You only take it out so you can laugh at us!"

He was so utterly heartbroken. He thought that someone actually cared about them.

ꨄ︎ He only realized his mistake when the clouds cleared a little and he could see the bruises forming on your body. Such a sweet little thing as yourself had a breakdown right in front of him. With shaking hands, you pushed the check into his deformed hands. He felt his jaw fall open. All of this, for them? Then, you begged. The stories of how monstrous your father was to you fell from your lips. A righteous fire ignited within Jimmy Darling. He realized it in that moment. The man upstairs gave you to him. He's never claimed to be a religious man, but this could only be the work of divine intervention. An innocent little lamb such as yourself crawls into his arms and speaks of the woes of your evil parental figure. It was like something out of a moving picture. He was blessed with you. He was meant to protect you.

ꨄ︎ He brought you to Elsa, and she was overjoyed at the money. She promised you a home here. She waved both you and Jimmy off, as she had to spend time mulling over what she was going to do with all of this money. You had given them a $1,000 US dollars ($11,710.42 US dollars in 2024). Jimmy was grinning ear to ear, rubbing your back as he showed you around. Word spread about your generosity and your woes. Soon enough, the freaks welcomed you into their home. You became the 'darling' of the show. They called you the human doll because of your ethereal beauty. You would surely help bring in the big bucks like Bette and Dot.

ꨄ︎ It becomes routine for you and Jimmy to sit down, have sweet tea, and talk about your day. It all started as an accident, really. He invited you to his trailer the first day you were there. He had some left-over sweet tea that had been sitting out in the Florida sun. He gave it to you, and soon it became a ritual between you two. He was always too shy to express his feelings about you. He knows that they've grown into something abnormal. Not to mention that real men shouldn't share such silly things.

ꨄ︎ Having sweet tea with you practically every day was such a good way for Jimmy to probe for information about you. He could learn about everything and anything. You just loved to speak about your day, and Jimmy was obsessed with how your eyes would light up when he asked you. He could also learn who was getting too close to you if any of the other performers had their disgusting little eyes or hands on you. He couldn't do it when others were around because he was always so busy keeping them at bay. You are the circus doll, after all. However, you only really belong to him. Dolls need to be taken care of. He wouldn't allow any part of you to chip, crack, or fade.

ꨄ︎ He occasionally drugs your drinks, just so you are forced to depend on him. You get all sweet and touchy while being woozy. He isn't one to take advantage of someone while in such a state, but if you are persistent, he won't necessarily say no. He's just so obsessed with your hazy blabbering. His heart swells when you lean your head against his chest and murmur about how sleepy you are. It's equally as effective when he has to kill someone for you. Like your father.

ꨄ︎ He understands you still have responsibilities because you are the govenor's child. You may officially live with them, but you still have to tolerate your father for now. You still have to argue with him about your choices. The only reason you are allowed to stay with them is because you threatened to kill yourself if your father made you go back with him. This, naturally, worried Jimmy. So he takes care of you. He just follows you around without your knowledge. It isn't that bad. He's always had to hide in the shadows because he is a freak. So him just casually strolling behind you, out of your eyesight, isn't anything out of the norm. He's just here to take care of any problems that may arise. He's just being sweet, see?

ꨄ︎ Outside of your sweet tea time and the stalking, he doesn't talk to you much. He's way too insecure about his hands and how he appears. You aren't another freak he can flirt with; you aren't some easy waitress either. You are a high-class person who chose to live with him. He puts an excruciating amount of pressure on how he presents himself because of that.

ꨄ︎ On that note, his insecurities are so deeply ingrained in his being that the first time you compliment him, he thinks you're trying to make fun of him. He can't even think of a flirty remark to retort with. A stunned 'really?' is the only thing that escapes him. He becomes enamored with your compliments. He'll do anything for one of them. He'll show off the strength he gained from working at the carnival. He'll do his best to try to flirt with you. He'll spend all of his dollars and coins getting you that thing you wouldn't buy yourself just to hear a meek 'thank you' escape from his lips. He'll tell off that woman who won't stop hitting on you and brutally murder her. He'll mutilate himself for you. He'd cut off all of his fingers if it made you more comfortable. He'd do anything just here those addicting praises escape your lovely lips. They taste even better when those words are pressed against his lips.

ꨄ︎ Jimmy melts if you do anything to his hands: touch them, caress them, compliment them. He feels a shudder run down his everytime. He says one thing everytime, testing the waters of how attracted you are to him. "Doll, if you really wanted to feel them all you had to do was ask." He makes a scissoring emotion and always bursts into a set of nervous chuckles. Once he learns you don't mind touching his hands he's always holding yours. He's always touching some part of your body with them. Maybe he's even a little more confident because of your praises.

ꨄ︎ He craves something more intimate between you two. He's just so terrified. You are the first 'normal' person that has ever accepted him. He wants to marry you on the altar. You'd look so sexy in wedding attire. He wants it so badly. He wants the house, the white picket fence, and two and a half children. He's never dared to tell anyone that, much less dream about it. He's always been a monster in the world's eyes. He never thought to think of more until he laid eyes on you that fateful night.

After all, you have affirmed all those obsessive thoughts in his mind just by continuously interacting with him. You have healed his insecurities enough—just enough to hold him back from anyone who looks at you. What? They might be trying to take you away. He can't have that.

ꨄ︎ You are going to have to make the first romantic move to evolve your relationship from purely platonic. Once you do, it's over. He is yours, and you are his now. Forever ♡.

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ahsgirlblogger · 4 months

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#ahs freakshow #ahs fandom #sarah paulson #bette and dot #ahs #coquette #girlblogging #girlblogger #just girly things #american horror story #im just a girl #gods and monsters #american horror story freakshow #girlhood #hell is a teenage girl #femcore #girl boss gaslight gatekeep #fictional characters #girl interupted syndrome

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taintandviolent · 5 months

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"Sometimes, I can't take it. The way they look at us, the way they treat us -- it ain't right." "That's showbiz."

#my towering queen!!!!!!!! my ginormous angel!!!!!! i love her your honour!!!!!#NOBODY EVER MAKES GIFS OF EVE SO BE PREPARED TO HAVE HER ON YOUR DASHES FREQUENTLY #wooooooof these gifs are smooth #Amazon Eve #Erika Ervin #Jimmy Darling #Evan Peters #AHS Freakshow #American Horror Story #American Horror Story Freakshow #mygifs #my gifs

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rainthespiritual · 28 days

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hi! Can we get some dating Jimmy darling headcannons! I loved your Tate ones, they were so cute

sure fuck it!

JIMMY DARLIN HEADCANNONS :3

Trigger warnings: honestly none except some talk about alcoholism, daddy issues, and harassment he's gone thru due to his yk hands

While your cooking dinner or making lunch he'd totally come up behind you and hug your waist

he'd also put his head in your neck and smell you / tell you about how much he loves you

I feel like he deffinetly needs alot of reassurance mainly because his hands he will constantly be asking you if you are sure you love him

"You promise?"

"Yes Jimmy, I promise i love you with my whole heart."

then he'd blush and try to hide his face from you awe

he'd always try showing off his strength infront of you, asking if you saw how fast he ran, asking you to look when he carries heavy things, flexing infront of you, things like that

aka he wants you to think he's sexy

which cmon now.. ofc he is 😏

speaking of which he'd be super protective of you and would defend your honor in a second if need be

jimmy would sing love songs to you for fun

he'd even try writing one for you I can just imagine him sitting there for hours thinking of the right lyrics and everything

"I hope she likes this.."

"nah that's not right..."

"that doesn't sound quite right..."

#idk if these are good but i like them #jimmy darling #aka jimmy darlin cuz thats how i say it #DARLING GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAILL #If you know you know LOL #(its a tiktok audio my bad my bad)#Jimmy darling headcannons #american horror story #American horror story freakshow #freakshow #ahs fandom #ahs #ahsfx #ahs freakshow #ahs jimmy darling #american horror story jimmy darling #jimmy darling ahs #evan peters #headcannons

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horrorsfrombeyond · 2 years

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coulrophobia - abnormal fear of clowns

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fand0mh03 · 1 year

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How would they react to seeing an old photo of you with an ex?

Could be turned into an angst if the photo shows a lot of love in your eyes and they get really fucking insecure, saving those emotions for later

Could be turned into a smut if you let it run it’s natural course

Could be turned into a fluff if you do the angst one and then show the reader being all cuddly and loving

So many possibilities

How the Evans react to seeing a picture of you and your ex

Tate Langdon:

He would for sure be jealous

He just is a jealous person

I mean we all have seen him trying to kill that guy that Violet brings over

So naturally, when he does see that picture of you and ex, your ex kissing you on your cheek, and you smiling brightly at the camera, he’d be pissed

He would roughly grab you, tossing you into the bed, and start kissing your neck

Rough sex

He then burns the picture afterwards

Kit Walker:

He was helping you move out of your old apartment and into his house, when he stumbled across a photo of your ex and you, your ex was giving you a piggy back ride

Kit, being the normal, healthy bbg that he is, went to show you and said “what a cute picture of you!”

Nothing meant behind it

Just admiration for you

Kyle Spencer:

I feel like it’s the same with Kit, he doesn’t fucking care

He likes the photo of you, and that’s all that matters!

He knows you’ve dated other people before, but he also knows they weren’t the best of people, and a lot of them ended up cheating

So he knows that he wouldn’t do anything like that to you, so he doesn’t care because he knows you’d rather be with someone who wouldn’t cheat, then who would cheat

And I’m talking to all of you Kai Anderson hoes

(Which includes me)

Jimmy Darling:

He’s the type of guy to get angry jealous

It’s because he’s insecure of his hands, so whenever someone flirts with you, he’d be pissed and not like it

There’s usually a fight involved

So when he saw the picture of you and your ex, he ignored you

You kept asking why and if he was okay, until you put the pieces together

You were lowkey annoyed

He got over it eventually, he just needs time

And by time I mean a solid 6 hours of simmering until he’ll talk to you again

James Patrick March:

bros not worried

He’s rich, hot, AND crazy

Three defining factors

But if your ex ever walked through the doors of the hotel, he’d kill them and then throw them out the window before they could be doomed to eternity in the hotel

Because that would suck for all parties involved

Kai Anderson:

you hide and throw away any photos of your ex because Kai will literally punish you for a past relationship

You loved another person before him? How dare you

The audacity honestly 🙄

But if a photo did manage to sneak by, he would scream and yell, and then have really rough sex

That hurts

But if your into that then slay ig???

I have too much fun writing these for Kai

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multifandomfix · 1 year

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Dandy Mott Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

Dandy shows his love by buying you extravagant gifts, mostly and it can get ugly if he doesn’t think you appreciate it enough.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

So messy. That doesn’t matter to him in the slightest. Someone bothering you? Not anymore they can’t.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

He cannot stand to be ignored. Any time he’s around he expects your full and enthusiastic attention.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

Dandy will be very upset if you turn to anyone but him to protect you. He’s very codependent and despite his outward confidence, also insecure.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

He’d spoil you rotten. Any wish or whim and whatever it is, it’s yours.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

He would kill you but only if you pushed him to it. And then he’d probably kill himself afterward. And he’d certainly kill for you with ease and he’d enjoy it.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

Really, next to nothing. He’ll say he sacrifices for you, but it’s not anything that he’ll ever actually miss.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

He’ll lash out at you, maybe even slap you which he’ll regret and try to make up for later.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

Unless it’s his idea, it’s rare for Dandy to not be with you. He totally feels lost without you and tries not to stay away for any length of time.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

Childish rage. He’ll throw an outright temper tantrum. Then he’ll forget about it and start from scratch until you eventually do accept him.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

He definitely would. You’re his prize, and once caught, you’ll be kept in his house unless he took you out himself.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

Dandy will cross any line he has to. He tells you he hates to, but you know it’s a lie. He’ll do whatever he wants whether you like it or not.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

He won’t really manipulate you, simply because he’s deluded enough to think you’ll already do exactly what he wants when he wants.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

He doesn’t like a challenge, so staying pliant and agreeable is your best way of staying safe around him.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

He’s 100% possessive of you. You’re his and his alone. He doesn’t even like anyone to set eyes on you if he can help it.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

He’s very moody and extremely easy to anger. He does put on a very sweet act around you but it can turn on a dime.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

No. God no. You’re just his pet, his possession. He’s not going to change for you.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

His main rule is to never leave the house. And he’d teach you all of the correct ways to be his. If you don’t follow them, you can expect serious anger.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

Before he brought you home, he for sure stalked you. It’s how he became so fascinated with you in the first place.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

He just wishes to have you, to look at you like you’re some kind of doll and to make you love him.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

He puts a fair amount of effort into keeping you happy. But he doesn’t like it when you’re not appreciative of those efforts.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

Probably, yes. He’s prone to violence, but he’ll always get all sweet again and promise you he didn’t mean it.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

Certainly. He’s only concerned with his own will, so get on board or face the consequences.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

He would revere you as the pinnacle of his collection. And he’d go to great lengths to win you over so that you stayed his forever.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

He has made you cry, but he doesn’t like to see your tears. He’ll kiss or sometimes lick them away and soothe you, even if he’s the one that caused them moments ago.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

Yes. If there was no other way you’d stay and behave, he’d break you so you would.

For @arianadevareux

Dandy Mott: @bluenystic, @peggycarter-steverogers, @gothtrash6969, @callsigncrash, @words-of-holly, @somelonelywriter

#dandy mott #dandy mott yandere alphabet #dandy mott x reader #american horror story #american horror story freakshow #ahs #ahs freakshow #request

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user9898657876655667 · 1 year

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DANDELIONS - dandy mott x fem!reader (fluff/smut)

CW: slight smut mentions, killing & blood references

SUMMARY: you and dandy barely get time to go places together. most likely because he’s either distracted by something or the temptation of taking another life right there and then is pestering him. so, you thoroughly enjoy certain days where you both just have a little picnic somewhere peaceful and spend time with one another.

“Ah,” You breathed. “Now isn’t this wonderful.”

You were sat on top of a blanket placed on the fresh green grass within the grounds of the park you and your beloved boyfriend were having a time of relaxation on.

It was another beautiful summer’s day. The sky was that breathtaking blue colour, and the heat from the sun radiating onto your skin, oh.. it was tremendous.

All the birds were singing with glee as you took the time to admire this wonderful sight. Dandy however, was resting his eyes whilst laying down with his head in your lap. He practically purred each time you stroked or played with his hair. He too was enjoying this warm weather. Jupiter could go from sunny to having rain pooling down from the sky within seconds, so everyone knew better than to take advantage of the weather forecast.

“What time is it?” Dandy asked, smirking smugly to himself as you continued to stroke his hair.

You looked at your watch. “Only quarter past twelve. We’ve still got plenty of time until we should return home.”

“Good. I like it out here.” Your lover beamed.

You giggled and took a bite out of one of the juicy strawberries the maid decided to pack for you when you’d asked she prepare a picnic.

“Do we have any of those fudge bites left?” Dandy said.

“No,” You replied. “You ate them all already.”

Dandy groaned. “Aww..”

You tutted jokingly. “Don’t spoil the fun just yet.”

Without hesitation, you plopped one of the strawberries into his mouth. He hummed in satisfaction and sat himself up.

“Don’t you think we should do this more often?” Dandy wondered, gulping down another apple juice carton.

“Well..” You began. “We can. Perhaps if you stop causing your Mother to hire a new maid each time you run the other one out. Or should I say, make them disappear, Mr Magician.”

Dandy scoffed. “They don’t even do anything properly. I spotted multiple bits of missed dust the last time I saw Marie before she finished up for the day. Maybe I should have let Dora last a bit longer..”

You looked away for a second. The aftermath of Dora’s murder was a horrible morning for you all. Even though you knew it was coming sooner or later, seeing her like that was still devastating in a way.

You’d only awoken to the sound of Gloria screaming bloody murder. And after both yourself and Dandy rushed downstairs, that’s when you immediately knew of the latest actions your lover had decided to take part in.

Dora’s bloodied corpse was only the first of many victims Dandy would tragically kill. It was frightening that so many people roamed the streets, taking the lives of the innocent, yet it could go unnoticed for god knows how long.

Finally, you snapped out of your unsatisfying memory.

“I’ll make sure to inform your Mother about Marie’s lack of effort whilst working. Hey! You ate all the strawberries!” You laughed, tackling him. He chuckled along, playfully making his way on top of you.

The laughter came to an end and you looked at each other. You felt your heart flutter as you stared into his sparkling, blue eyes.

His lips met yours and you kissed him with that fiery passion you’d always had since the very first moment you met him.

Dandy’s hand cheekily snuck into you’re panties, and you rolled over giggling again.

“Now, now, this is no place for such immature behaviour.” You said sarcastically, removing his hand from the spot it was just about to touch.

He lay down next to you, yet again lovingly staring into your eyes. It was moments like this where you felt safe with Dandy. You were his. And you were well aware that he’d make sure everyone else knew that.

Dandy loved every bit of you. Every, last bit.

He made you feel pleasure no other man was able to give you the chance to experience. You both relied on each other to satisfy your deepest desires, and that was something that connected the two of you even more than you were already destined to be together.

You suddenly looked to the side and gasped. “Ooo, a dandelion!”

Dandy chuckled sweetly at how adorable you always were when you got excited. He watched as you ripped out the fluffy flower from beneath the grass, holding it out in front of him.

“Come on, make a wish.”

He laughed again as you eagerly egged him on.

Dandy blew on the dandelion, making his wish. Little parts of the flower flew into your hair. Both you and Dandy exchanged a soft smile before laying back down.

“So, what did you wish for?”

“Something I already have. But I want to make sure I keep it forever.” He smirked, booping you on the nose as he kissed your now rosy cheeks.

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demxnicprxncess · 1 year

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"Get on your knees" Part 2 Kai Anderson x FEM!Reader

Taglist: @kitwalkersgfff, @ppawmpkin, @yes-divine-ruler, @quicksilversg1rl, @charsdunkie lmk if you would like to be added or removed my dears.

Warnings: Kai Anderson, public sex, sex tape, oral (f), degrading, unprofessionalism, talks of racism, I used MY BELIEFS in what was said by interviewer.

After that day I had refused to do another interview with Kai. However, I didn't need to; I was in the process of shopping when I saw him. Crap, I gotta move a bit faster to avoid him. "(name), you never sent me that video..." I turned around almost scared for my life. "Oh, darn... I've actually deleted it." "What a shame. We should remake it. I'll come over tonight." I looked at him and went to protest but he walked away. Holy shit he doesn't know where I live though so I'm safe.

I laid down but heard knock on my door. I was in a shirt I got five years ago and panties... so instead of opening the door I looked through the peephole only to find Kai pointing a gun at the circular window. "Open sweetheart." I immediately opened the door watching as he put the gun down and eyeing me. "Damn, you were ready huh baby?" I couldn't do anything. I froze in my place before feeling him kiss me. "Don't be rude, show me to your room." I looked at the gun in his waistband now and walked to my room. "It smells just like you." I turned around. "How'd you find my house?" He chuckled and motioned me to hush. "On the bed." I obliged this time not because I was scared, but rather because I wanted him. "Look at you listening to me so well, you're doing better than last time baby." I felt my heart flutter at the nickname, I had never felt love and figured this was what it was. Maybe I was wrong, but I doubt it. He pushed my tee-shirt up and pulled my panties down. "Look how wet you are." I shut my eyes in shame before feeling his tongue in my hole, I gripped his hair screaming. "Kai, holy shit-" He pulled up looking at me while he stood up and removed his pants. "Are you a virgin?" I nodded softly before he pushed in. "That sucks" That night will forever be embedded in my head as he thrusted into me and then continuing to snap them forward harshly, making my back arch as I wrapped my legs around him tightly. "That's not a good idea baby, you might end up with my kid." I only wrapped around him harder. "Oh you'd like that huh?" I smiled at him still moaning. "Oh fuck." I felt him spill deep inside of me. I watched as he got up to leave. "Let me know if you're pregnant sweetheart." I sighed and laid back completely drained.

#kai anderson smut #ahs kai anderson #kai anderson imagine #kai x reader #ahs cult #ahs fandom #evan peter american horror story #american horror story hotel #american horror story #american horror story freakshow #evan peters x reader #evan peters #evan peters smut #evan peters imagine #kai anderson

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marchsfreakshow · 11 days

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"Aren't you a sweetheart?"

A shy shrug and a sweet smile.

"It's a safe ride, it's totally okay. Just hold onta me alright?"

Slight nod and a small hop onto the backseat, wrapping arms around his waist. Resisting the urge to feel all over. They only just met the man! Odd gloves, but it got shrugged off by his attractiveness.

"Couple minutes, I won't go too fast."

Sun setting by the end of the drive. The pretty pinks melting into baby blues. Almost like mystery man's top and his lips.

"Your place is beautiful. I love it."

Holding out a hand to him, inviting him inside.

"oh you're sweet, I really couldn't."

A little bit of begging, and sad, innocent eyes at the mystery man.

"yeah? A few minutes though okay?"

A not so innocent giggle leaving them, and dragging him inside. Such a sweet, small home, potentially ruined by his insecurities. Resting on the couch for a little bit, just to end up on his lap, pressing kisses to his neck. Little groans escaping him, his hands moving around their waist.

"well...I'm sure no one would mind if I stayed here for a bit."

A wink and mixed giggles. Heated kisses carrying on.

#ahs #evan peters #american horror story #Jimmy darling #jimmy darling x reader #jimmy darling x you #x reader #ahs imagine #ahs freakshow #American horror story freakshow #freakshow #Evan peters x you #evan peters x reader

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elyangelofdeath · 7 months

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#american horror story #ahs #ahs freakshow #american horror story freakshow #freakshow #season 4 #edward mordrake #evan peters #jimmy darling #clown #dandy mott #serie tv #tv series

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ahsgirlblogger · 5 months

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my-st0ff · 8 months

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Curse

Chapter One

Fandom: American Horror Story

Pairing: Dandy Mott x female reader

Chapter Song: Curse of the Balckened Eye - Orville Peck (lyrics in bold)

Story Summary: When you, a devoted to work detective, are put on the case of the Motts, you rise to the challenge. Though you do your best to focus your attentions on all aspects of the case, the son of Mrs. Mott seems to be doing all he can to take up your time.

"Why and how did you leave Aubrey, Miss Mott?"

You hold focused eye contact with the woman that sat on the velvet couch opposite the one you warmed. One leg crossed over the other, and a notepad rested upon your thigh.

Mrs. Mott: "Please, again Detective, it's Mrs. Mott. I'm still lawfully wed"

You: "My apologies... So, about Mr. Mott"

Mrs. Mott: "Yes, of course. Well, by 27, I was planning on how I would get away. I always said, "I should work on my escape" to Dandy but stalled so much"

You: "Dandy was, what? Seven?"

You knew how wrong it was to try and have a child process their parents' separation. But you were not here to express any sort of opinion. So you remain stone faced.

Mrs. Mott: "Two"

You couldn't have heard her right. You think.

You: "Hm? Sorry, I didn't catch that?"

Mrs. Mott: "Little Dandy was two"

Her gaze drifts from yours, images of her son as a toddler replaying in her mind. This was only when your pupils flickered up to the topic of discussion. Dandy stood behind the sofa with a hand resting on the back of it, one by each of his mother's shoulders - a few inches from them. His towering stature had to lean a little for his palms to reach the back of the sofa. He had not yet said anything, as you had made it clear you had to talk to Mrs. Mott first. But it still felt so much like he was in charge of this whole ordeal.

You: "Okay, so"

You clear your throat.

"I must bring us back to topic. How and why did you leave Aubrey?"

A glimpse of offence flashes over her eyes before they join yours again in a polite manor.

Mrs. Mott: "He was suspicious, and it made me nervous in my own home. Coming home late in a scruff, yelling and hitting"

Though hearing things like this disgusted you, it barely had an effect on you after all the cases you had dealt with.

You: "Was this around the time he had committed his first murder? Is that correct?"

Mrs. Mott's jaw clenches, and as it does, Dandy's sinister glare you had been doing your best to ignore finally drops from you and lands on his mother.

Mrs. Mott: "My Aubrey did not murder anybody"

She says, avoiding eye contact. Urges to argue were drowned out by professionalism as you mustered up your next question.

You: "Did you have any other children, Mrs. Mott?"

Mrs. Mott: "No, I've been hiding out, running from the curse. I wouldn't dare bare another child. I got so very lucky with Dandy"

She answers instantly.

You: "The curse?"

Mrs. Mott: "Oh, don't play coy, detective"

She smiles down her nose at you.

"You've heard what people say about this family"

You: "You believe in the Mott curse?"

You felt silly asking something like this.

Mrs. Mott: "How could I not. Every man related to Aubrey displayed concerning behaviour similar to his. I was so lucky to have him, and not one of them"

The repetition of 'lucky' was curious.

You: "What about the women? Have any of the women in the Mott family tree been known to become violent or even just very abrasive?"

Mrs. Mott: "No, dear"

She smiles sweetly.

Mrs. Mott: "More tea?"

You peer down at the tea you had forgotten about and not touched once. Now presumably cold and staining the china.

You: "Um- no, thank you, ma'am... and what can you tell me about the disappearance of Tomas Mott?"

Dandy: "Oh, please, don't upset my mother"

The mystery chips in. Though you needed him to remain quiet until it was his turn to be interviewed. You were somehow so intrigued by him that you did not become irritated by this. You only realised after the fact how out of character it was for you to agree to him being in the room for hers. Dandy Mott held a threatening authority in this household, and the moment you entered the grand doors you could feel it.

You: "I understand this is a very difficult topic, for the both of you. But this would be so much easier for all of us if you would provide me with anything you know so that I don't have to dig deeper"

You return your now empathetic gaze to his mother.

"Either way, I fully intend to find out what happened to your son, Mrs. Mott"

Mrs. Mott: "I don't want to- I won't discuss this. I think I have given you enough, detective"

Her voice pitches up a sylobal.

You: "Of course, but I will need to hear more about your son from you personally at some point or another, ma'am"

Dandy: "Goodie, my turn"

He rolls his eyes and moves impatiently around the sofa as his mother leaves the room.

Mrs. Mott: "I'll be reading in my bedroom if I am needed"

She calls back without giving a second glance.

Dandy finally enters the light upon stepping in front of the couch and then sitting. He had glass skin and stiff-with-jell hair. His thin lips lay permanently downturned, and his hands clasped together between his lap. His legs a bit apart. You smile at him modestly.

You: "Right, let's begin"

You clear your throat once again.

You: "As you already know, I am Detective y/n y/l/n. I am here today to ask you a few questions regarding the disappearances surrounding the Mott family"

The fail to continue when you notice Dandy's yawning habit.

Dandy: "Why are you telling me all this crap?"

You smile and huff in a laugh. Remaining polite and professional.

You: "I have to, Mr. Mott"

Dandy: "Yes, but I've just heard you give this whole schpiel to my mother. I was in the room, remember?"

He continues, his bratty tone grinding on you just a little.

You: "You really weren't supposed to have been but-"

Dandy: "My house, my rules, right?"

He smirks.

You: "Of course, I can make small exceptions to make sure I am respecting people's comfortability"

Dandy: "It is appreciated, detective"

He gives a small stirring smile. No clear signs were given as to if it were genuine or not. Before you could voice any questions, Mott leaned forward, his elbows on his knees.

Dandy: "May I ask you a question before we begin?"

You curled your lips inwards, as you did when thinking, for a moment.

You: "Go ahead"

Dandy: "Are you being paid for all aspects of what you're putting into this case?"

You: "I beg your pardon"

Your brows knit softly in confusion.

Dandy: "Are you just doing what you're assigned to be, or are you doing, how do I say vigilante work on this case also? Since police and detectives have been investigating this family for years, they don't seem very interested anymore. But you do"

He studied your whole form as he spoke like a fish in a tank.

You: "I just take my work very seriously, Mr. Mott"

You choose a short and non-fuffiling answer. You pushed on to keep this interview professional.

Dandy: "That I see... just wondered"

He retreats back from his lean.

Dandy: "Please continue"

You: "You and Tomas were twins, is that correct?"

Dandy: "Yes"

You: "Were you close growing up"

Dandy: "Very"

Though he answered you promptly, his attentions had already been stolen by the window behind you.

You: "How so? What sort of things did the two of you get up to together? How did you bond?"

Dandy: "We went fishing"

He smiles fondly.

You: "Sounds nice. And do you remember exactly how old the two of you were when he went missing?"

Dandy: "16."

You: "What year was it?"

Dandy: "42, 1942."

You: "And what month was it?"

Dandy: "March."

His eyes flick back into yours.

Dandy: "What the actual hell are these questions?"

He laughs. You push on.

You: "And where were you the night he disappeared?"

Dandy: "At home, asleep. It was in the middle of the night."

You: "Was it?"

Shit, you think. Shouldn't have asked that. That surely made him nervous. This isn't an interrogation, y/n.

Dandy: "Oh, please, we both know he ran off in the middle of the night"

He come backs strong.

You: "How are you sure?"

Dandy: "He was to be married in a month's time to a servent lady, realisation took him a while I'll admit but when it hit him that he was bringing that sort of dishonour to the Mott name he thought his only option was to run."

Your almost impressed.

You: "You've had a lot of time to think on it, and you have been using it, I see"

Dandy's face screws into a disappointed glare.

Dandy: "Of course I have. He was my twin brother, for heavens sake"

Was.

You: "The whole ordeal hurt you alot then, yes?"

Dandy: "To this day, detective. It hurts. I sat around wishing so many times that I would die... but I learnt that eventually, there really is no point dwelling on the past"

Dandy stands with dominance.

Dandy: "That's all you need, yes?"

You: "As a matter of fact, no. May I ask you to sit back down, sir?"

Dandy: "As a matter of fact"

He mocks.

"Look, it's true, if that is what you want to hear"

You stand as well, notepad in hand and pen in the other. In an attempt to catch up with his movements.

You: "What is, Dandy?"

You accidently use his fist name in a state of urgency.

Dandy: "True it follows me around. The Mott curse, I'm sick like the rest of the men that have come and gone"

He gives you a side glance from where he stands away from you.

Dandy: "I'd keep an eye on me if I were you, y/n"

He repeats the use of informal referral. Then casually leaves the room.

Dandy: "Dora will show you out"

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letsgetreadytotumble · 1 year

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2023 Tumblr Ultimate Fail Son Competition Round 1: Spoiled Stupid (Dandy Mott vs. Prince Charming)

AH TO BE BORN IN THIS LIFE UNTO A FAIL SON OF PRIVILEGE, TO HAVE SUCH ACCESS TO WEALTH AND SUPPORT YOU NEVER EVEN HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO REACH FOR IT, FOR THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL, THE VALUE OF A LIFE

THESE TWO FUCK WITS ARE AS DEPENDENT ON THEIR MOMMIES AS THEY ARE DERANGED IN THE BRAIN, THEIR DUMB AND DANGEROUS, PACKING THEIR WEALTH AS A WEAPON.

FROM KILLER CLOWN TO PSYCHO PRINCE THESE TWO BADDIES ARE ABSOLUTE FUCKING BABIES

#Shrek #shrek 2 #AHS #AHS4 #ahs freakshow #Dandy mott #AHS dandy #shrek prince charming #poll #polls #fail son #failson #tumblr failson round 1 #American Horror Story #American Horror Story Freakshow

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fand0mh03 · 1 year

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What would they do if you gave them a bracelet? Throw it across the room… treasure it even in their grave… silently take it and leave… just push your hand away and not accept it at all?

The public must know.

How the Evans would react if you gave them a bracelet

This one was so cute to write 🥹 thanks for the request sweetie!!

Tate Langdon:

He would cherish it until the day he died

That didn’t age well, but you know what I mean

He would wear it 24/7, even in the shower, he would never take it off. Ever.

He loves it, and he loves that you went out of your way to make it

If it breaks, he will cry, no joke, I feel like he would actually be heartbroken and be so upset to tell you, in fear of you being mad at him

Although when you wiped his tears away with your thumbs and told him you weren’t mad, and that you could make a new one, he was so excited and relieved

He then treated the new bracelet the same as the old one

Kit Walker:

He would be so happy

You made him a bracelet? Well be prepared to be bombarded with kisses and hugs, as well as him wearing it all the time

He wants to make sure that it doesn’t break, so he’ll take it off to sleep, shower, and while he’s working on cars

He loves it so much though, and he thinks it’s adorable that you made him a bracelet

Plus it reminds him of you, and whenever he misses you, it makes him feel better to look at it

Kyle Spencer:

He loves it

He wears it all the time

The other frat boys make fun of it, but he just tells them they’re jealous they don’t have girlfriends and he does

He’s not wrong

He doesn’t sleep with it on, but he’ll put it on his nightstand and stare at it before falling asleep

He always asks you to make him another bracelet because he likes collecting them and putting them on display on his nightstand

He switches them out throughout the days and sometimes he wears more than one

You’ve made him about 5 so far

Jimmy Darling:

This godamn stupid man

You present to him and try to give it to him, but he just stares at you with a questioning look

“I made it for ya, Jimmy.” You say with a sweet smile on your face

“But, it’s a bracelet,” he said, dumbfounded

“Yeah…?”

Lowkey wouldn’t take it for a while

He wouldn’t think it mattered to you

You pouted when he just stared at you, waiting for you to do something, but as soon as you pouted he grabbed it with a sigh and put it on

He doesn’t wear it because he thinks it’s “girly” but he does keep it on his nightstand

James Patrick March:

this man is so sweet 🥹

You present the bracelet to him, and unlike Jimmy, his face lights up, a bright smile forming on his face as he picks the bracelet up and holds it to the light

“This is magnificent, darling! Truly wonderful,” he exclaimed to you, giving you a soft kiss on the cheek

He isn’t a big jewelry person, and certainly won’t wear it, HOWEVER, he does always have it on him!

He keeps it in his pocket and will go up to you randomly to show you he still has it

He never leaves the room without it

Kai Anderson:

He would 100% be insulted

Glares at you

You dare question my masculinity? MY masculinity??!

He will grab it from your hands, and throw it against a wall

He’s so bbg 🥹🥹

He then proceeds to throw you down the basement stairs and will keep you down there until he’s not as mad

Emphasis on the “as”

Because he’s still pissed and will be for a while

On the other hand, Winter would love it and wear every day and would then retaliate and make you a bracelet that matches her

Date Winter

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