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fear-is-truth · 2 months

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⬩ 𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑳𝑰𝑨𝑹 ── kai anderson

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ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⟡ 𝓙: here’s a lil playlist to make up for the bad writing

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“I hate you, you piece of shit,”

“You know, this would be so much better if you’d just shut up,”

Kai retorted through gritted teeth, his voice strained with exertion as he leveraged another sharp thrust into you, the kind that hits something deep inside and steal all the air from your lungs.

He was nothing but a beast; a feral dog that presses your back so hard against the wall that you ache, grips at your thighs and spreads them wide to groan in animalistic pleasure at the sight of you split open by his cock.

Damn him to the fiery pits of hell, you hated Kai Anderson with every fibre of your being. But here you were, fucking him for the third time this week, just the same.

The funny part? It was only Thursday.

“Fuck you,”

Your eyes squeezed shut as you fought back tears, nails digging into his shoulders with enough force to leave marks, to hurt.

Kai retaliated by tangling his fingers in your hair before tugging hard, the sting igniting a sharp pain that shot through your scalp.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit late for that, cupcake?”

The words were punctuated by an extra brutal thrust. A rising moan bubbled in your throat, but you swallowed it back before sinking your teeth into his bare shoulder. Hard.

“Fuck,”

you whispered against his sweat slicked skin, tasting the familiar metallic tang as you realized you had bitten hard enough to draw blood.

“Taste like divinity to you?”

he hissed into your ear, taking advantage of the position to latch onto your neck, kissing your skin and nipping you hard enough to sting, making it feel even better.

“More like delusion,”

A strangled moan tore from your throat when he shifted the angle and began grinding relentlessly against your clit.

“Hmm. You're one to talk,”

Kai pressed his forehead to yours, forcing you to meet his gaze. Dark pupils were blown wide, a slow curl of a grin tilting his lips. The gesture was far from intimate; it only served to intimidate, a reminder of who held the power in making you fall apart.

And yet, you found yourself wanting it—needing it, even. If you were going to shatter, you wanted it to be at his hands.

It was a sickening realization.

He leaned in, pinning you harder against the wall and began fucking you in earnest. You knew how badly he wanted you to break, to scream for him. So you stayed silent.

You clutched his wrist when your orgasm crashed over you, a dry chuckle escaping your lips when you felt him tremble against you.

“Fuck,” he muttered into your hair, hips still rocking shallowly as your combined release dripped down your thighs.

The room was silent, broken only by the sounds of your ragged breathing.

You knew what would follow next. Tonight would unfold as it always did, cycling through the five stages like a worn-out script— resentment, annoyance, self-loathing, regret, and finally, numbness.

In the morning, you'd still despise him, revile his misogynistic ways, and regard him as nothing more than a loathsome creature. And he'd still regard you with equal disdain, seeing you as nothing more than a human fleshlight to be used at his whim.

Tomorrow, you'd still be at each other's throats, bickering over politics, while Winter tried to pry you apart.

You knew all that.

When he lowered you back to the floor and pulled out, you knew. When he tucked himself back into his hoodie and pulled up his jeans, you knew. When you made to brush past him and walk up the basement stairs, you knew that, too.

And it was okay.

It had served its purpose—an outlet for the anger he inspired, the fire he stoked, the rage he ignited inside you. His political views, his allegiances, none of it mattered in those moments. When you walked away, it was just a simple release of anger, accompanied by a rush of endorphins to sweeten the deal. nothing more.

“I hate you,”

This time, you were unsure if the words were meant for him or for your own ears, a feeble attempt to convince yourself.

So when Kai intercepted your attempt to leave by caging you against the wall with his arms, you knew something had changed. Your fingers instinctively reached for the gun in your pocket, but he was faster. His lips met yours, and gone was the usual roughness and scrape of teeth, replaced by only tenderness.

“You’re not that good a liar,”

he murmured against your lips before pulling away. You remained there, dumbstruck, as he pushed off the wall and sauntered up the flight of stairs.

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americassoldierboy · 1 month

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Kai Anderson

#american horror story #American horror story: cult #ahs cult #kai anderson

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sapphiccharacterstournament · 5 months

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Canon Sapphic Characters Tournament Round 1 (Bracket 6)

#chanel 3 #scream queens #sadie swenson #american horror story #american horror story: cult #winter anderson #billie lourd #canon sapphic characters tournament #tumblr bracket #tumblr poll #fandom polls #wlw #lesbian #bisexual #horror tv series

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coolscreenshotsbro · 11 months

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#american horror story #american horror story: cult #kai anderson #evan peters

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ultrav2givald · 2 years

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call me mrs anderson

#kai anderson #american horror story: cult

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sunflowerharrington · 2 years

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sorry, can’t talk right now. too busy trying to get into the mind of kai anderson for this oneshot im writing. i wanna capture him as best as i can because so far i haven’t been able to do that

#american horror story #ahs #evan peters #ahs fandom #kai anderson #ahs fanfiction #ahs cult #fanfiction #method writing #american horror story: cult #american horror story cult #cult #kai anderson fanfiction #kai anderson x y/n #kai anderson x reader

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dolly-macabre · 2 years

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All the best horror has homicidal santas. You can't change my mind.

#ahs #american horror story: asylum #silent night deadly night #black christmas #horror #american horror story: freakshow #american horror story: cult

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mycabinet · 1 year

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