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darling-i-read-it · 10 months

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Babysitter

Dandy Mott x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: dandy being dandy, straight up murder, descriptions of a womans dead body, gloria is trying to like sell dandy to women

Author’s Note: i do not know how to feel about this but dandy is still crazy adn sometimes that calls for a weirdly sectioned fic

Requested: by anon, Hey! Your Dandy Mott fics are absolutely scrumptious and I can’t think of anyone better to hand over this idea to. I was thinking Gloria hires Reader as a personal nurse/kinda nanny for Dandy to get him used to being close to ladies his own age but it totally backfires on her cause Dandy gets interested in Reader and throws huge tantrums when his mom tries to get him to pay attention to other (rich) women

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You really needed a job. The summer had started and now that you were out of school there was no excuse for you to be lingering around without a reasonable way to spend your time. You had scoured the town for help wanted signs, dropped off your resumes at every available desk and even visited the local circus to see if they needed someone to hand out tickets.

Some places answered.

None of the places were as interesting as Gloria Mott’s phone call. You hadn’t even been by her house, had no actual idea that she was attempting to hire. You had heard the horror stories of the Mott’s. Dandy had walked around town and caused ruckus but you had never actually met him.

Gloria’s phone call was high pitched and concerned.

“A babysitter? I’m sorry Miss. Mott, I was under the impression that Dandy was around my age.”

“Oh yes, he is! He’s just…a little stunted. In the most affectionate way possible! I would like someone his age to get to know him, get used to the idea of regular people.”

She said regular people like it was a slur. You had no idea what kind of abnormal people she was speaking about or if she was directly talking about Dandy. Regardless, she was willing to pay far too much money for you to just hang out with Dandy. You had babysat before, granted, no one close to your age.

It was between that or stocking shelves at the general store for below minimum wage.

That was how you arrived at the doorstep of a large house. You knocked on the door nervously, unsure what to expect. You teetered back and forth on your feet, peeking through the side window that had the curtains drawn. You jumped when the front door opened.

A woman answered the door wearing an apron. She had a disgusted look on her twisted face.

“You’re the new help?” she questioned.

“I…I guess so.” She didn’t move aside.

“I’m Dora Brown. Welcome to the freak show.” She finally backed up. “I’m the maid here. Gloria said you were here to babysit Dandy?”

“Yeah, I suppose. Though isn’t Dandy my age? Gloria didn’t really specify what my duties here would be.”

“Dandy’s behavior is obnoxious and unreasonable. He’s a spoiled brat who doesn’t know manners,” she seethed. You followed her through the house, trying not to be too amazed at the decor. You hadn’t realized how rich the Mott’s really were. You couldn’t imagine having this much money, enough to decorate the walls with unnecessary pastels.

“So I’m here to make sure he doesn’t act out?”

“I think you’re here to get him used to other people.” She stopped in front of a door. “Good luck with that.” Her tone of voice was not reassuring. She left you there, walking back down the long hallway with no instructions. You looked at the door, unsure what you were going to find behind it. You wondered if this was worth the money. Dora didn’t seem exactly happy. But who was happy at work?

You knocked on the door.

It swang open without much of a delay. Behind it was Gloria, her face pinched into a forced content look.

“Oh good! You’re here.” She moved aside and took your bag from you. “Dandy’s just in his room. If you could just make friends with him.” Her instructions remained vague and you didn’t think you were going to get anything else from her even if you pried. You cleared your throat.

“Why can’t Dandy make friends-”

“You’ll see dear, you’ll see.” She was ushering you towards the door at the end of the room. You suddenly felt unsafe; like she was leading you to slaughter. You had no room to protest because suddenly the door was open and you were being shoved inside.

The door shut harshly behind you.

It was like a children’s play room but enlarged. Toy horses the size of real ones were at the corners of the room. There was a bike and a chandelier. You looked around, absorbing everything rather slow, when your eyes finally landed on Dandy. He was sitting at the front of the room, in front of what looked like a puppet show stage. He stood up when the door shut behind you.

“You’re the girl my mother is paying to watch me?” he questioned. His tone was closer to singing than speaking. You cleared your throat and nodded. You had never seen Dandy in person, only heard the rumors. He was your age. Handsome, if it weren’t for the childish scowl on his face.

“Hi Dandy,” you breathed. “I’m Y/N.” You straightened your back. You had to do what you were paid here to do.

“Y/N.” He played your name on his tongue. He said it again, whispering it and then saying it loudly. “Like a toy.”

“Sure. Like a toy.” You approached him, still looking around the room. “How are you today?”

“Fine. You shouldn’t have to be here. My mother thinks I’m still a child.” He sauntered over to you, landing just in front of you. He observed it curiously, like you were nothing but an object. He put his hand on your arm, brushing down it, like you were made of practice.

“You’re not a child,” you told him. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Right?”

You nodded once.

“What do you like to do, Dandy? This room is pretty magnificent. I can’t imagine you getting bored.”

“I’m so bored,” he promised you. “All the time.” He gestured to everything. “My mother doesn’t like it when I speak about the circus or the clowns. I want to go to the circus Y/N.” You furrowed your brows.

“I haven’t heard much about the circus. What goes on there that’s so exciting?” You sat down on the round green couch in the center of the room. He turned to look at you, eyes wide.

“You haven’t heard?” You shook your head, a small smile on your face.

“No I haven’t.” He sat down beside you, words starting to tumble out of his mouth. He liked to hear himself talk and it was easy to get him going.

You weren’t quite sure what Gloria and Dora were going on about. Sure, Dandy was high maintenance. But he loved hanging out with you. He was a clingy mess, the second you allowed him to speak to you he never wanted you to leave. Multiple nights he insisted on you spending the night. You got used to him fairly quickly and had no issues getting paid to spend time with him.

Frankly, after a while, you grew to enjoy your time with Dandy. Having someone fawn over you endlessly and obsess over your every move was more enjoyable than anyone else gave him credit for. He had no interest in the circus after a while. Why would he, when he had you?

You got him fun trinkets from there when you passed by, pictures of the abnormalities he would go on and on about. He kept them on the wall and in the corner, a shrine to your presents.

Dandy was napping. He had to nap once a day, like a child, otherwise he would get cranky. Typically you read in the same room as him so he wasn’t surprised when he woke up without you. Dora liked to call you ‘Dandy’s favorite teddy bear’.

You had curled up beside him, holding the book open with two fingers. Gloria opened the door slowly, not wanting to wake him up.

“Afternoon,” you whispered. Dandy grumbled at the noise but didn’t wake up. She gave you a curt, whimsical nod.

“Tomorrow evening I’m having some ladies over. Your services won’t be needed.” You nodded once.

“Are you sure? Are they friends of yours or-”

“Potential suitors for Dandy,” she explained. “It’s better if you’re not here to distract him. Though your services have been increasingly valuable,” she admitted. Her voice was wispy. You nodded slowly, glancing down at his sleeping figure.

“No worries. Should I let him know?” She shook her head.

“I’ll let him know,” she said.

“Alright.”

She stared at you for a moment, awkwardly, like she wanted to say something else but nothing else came out. You watched her, evenly, until she left the room. You weren't sure when you had started to hold the cards over Dandy but it felt like you had more sway than her.

Dandy groaned. You brushed his hair out of his face and he nuzzled against your touch.

He reached forward, grabbing at your leg. You hummed and he put his head in your lap. You hummed till he fell back asleep.

It was odd not going to the Mott’s the next day. You wondered how Dandy was handling it. You spent the day pursuing the shops in town, finally having the money to spend. When you arrived back home your phone was ringing. You set down your bags and removed your sunglasses before picking it up.

“Hello?”

“Oh thank goodness.” You recognized Gloria’s phone voice. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for an hour. Where on Earth were you?”

“I was out, I thought I had this afternoon off,” you said. “Is everything alright?” You asked the question, despite being able to hear the ruckus in the background. There was a crash and a yelp from Gloria. You heard some muffled calling from Dora. Then an exasperated groan from Dandy.

“No! No, everything is not alright! Please come over!” It briefly occurred to you to ask for more money. Clearly your services were needed and Gloria’s pockets weren't exactly hurting. Instead you heard another annoyed groan from Dandy and nodded.

“I’m leaving right now.”

When you arrived you could hear the chaos from outside. Glasses shattering, plates breaking, screaming from an annoyed mother. You didn’t bother knocking, instead you just used your key and let yourself inside.

You followed the noises to the dining room.

“I don’t like those ladies' mothers! I don’t want those women, those foul overpriced women!” Dandy explained loudly. “I want Y/N!”

“Y/N is not a- stop throwing things!” Gloria’s strained voice exclaimed. You pushed open the door. There was glass shattered on the ground and beside it, a dead woman. She had a singular gunshot wound in her forehead. Her lips were still open, drool escaping her lifeless mouth. Your eyes floated around.

“Thank goodness you’re here,” Gloria exclaimed. “Dora will come clean this up. Please, please, just deal with him-”

Dandy ran over to you, throwing his arms around you. Your receptive actions were halted for a moment, as you took in the events in front of you.

“What happened?” you asked him as he held him against you.

“My mother tried to have me marry a different woman,” he seethed. “Doesn’t she know we’re supposed to be married?” Your eyes opened wide. You couldn’t exactly deny your connection to Dandy but neither of you had talked about anything exactly romantic.

“Oh Dandy,” you whispered. You brushed his hair out of his face. “Did you do this?”

“She wouldn’t leave me alone,” he explained, looking at the dead woman. She was older than him. Much older. Closer to Gloria’s age and status. You narrowed your gaze at her. Dandy was easy to annoy but he was worse when he was uncomfortable.

“I assure you, she was just being friendly,” Gloria said absentmindedly. You watched as she left the room to find Dora. You wondered if this unnamed woman’s death would be talked about at all, or if they would sweep it under the rug like everything else Dandy does.

“I didn’t like her,” Dandy whined. You nodded. He was still holding onto your arms, his grip tightening. You nodded once.

“That’s alright,” you whispered. “Let’s go get some air.” You dragged one of your hands down to his hand. You gripped it, lightly dragging him out of the room. He watched the unmoving woman as he walked. You led him through the front door and to the courtyard. It was empty of any other staff. You were grateful to be alone.

“I want to go out,” he muttered. “I don’t want to be here.”

“We can go somewhere else. Where would you like to go?”

“I don’t care,” he admitted. His hand remained in yours. He looked down at it, observing the intertwined fingers. He hummed, flexing his fingers in and out. “This is nice.”

“I’m sorry your mother tried to set you up with that other lady,” you whispered. He shook his head. Just the reminder of her made him upset. He had disposed of her and now would need no other reason to think of her.

“She’s gone now,” he told you. He said it like it was a promise, as though he had done it to protect you. “Where were you?”

“Your mother said you were having friends over. She said I didn’t need to come by.”

“You always need to come by,” he insisted. He raised his head and let go of your hand. “You’re not like mother or Dora. You listen when I speak,” he said, head straight. You gave him a gentle smile and he gave you one back.

You gestured down the courtyard.

“Should we take a walk?” He thought about it for a moment and then offered his arm. You wrapped your arm through his. He leaned against you and used you as a crutch. You wondered if you were going to get a phone call from Gloria, complaining about where Dandy was. She might even try to fire you, hire a new ‘nanny’ for Dandy, and try and set him right again.

“Do you think we could stop at the circus?” he questioned, voice suggestive. You both knew you weren’t supposed to go there.

“That’s a long walk.”

“We can take one of my cars.” He paused. “I have many.” You nodded slowly.

“Do you have the keys?” His lips turned up into a mischievous smile.

“I may.”

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marchsfreakshow · 4 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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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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lcnelyghost · 1 year

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Hi! I love your writing, can you please do how your first fight with the boys from AHS please? Like the reason why you fight and whatever else you think would be good? Thanks xx

troubled lovers//the ahs boys

pairings; fem reader with tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer, jimmy darling, james patrick march, tristan duffy, dandy mott, rudolph valentino, and michael langdon.

rating; potentially pg13

warnings; mentions of murder, alcohol abuse, drug use, and slight harsh language

tate langdon;

• It was you suddenly remembering what he did. And those horrible memories made you terribly uncomfortable whenever the thought of them happening again crept in. You forced yourself to interrogate him and ask why he did what he did

• Hates screaming, hates shouting, hates the whole lot

• He’ll get so frustrated to the point he’s tempted to rip his own hair own

• Passes out in you’re arms from the exhaustion of crying

• He makes himself psychically ill seeing as he cries way too hard and simply won’t stop

kit walker;

• I hope you’re expecting him apologising to you every other second of the day, because that’s just what the poor love does

• His Mom and Dad never got along when he was a kid, so he always feared raising his voice to anyone growing up

• You began to rant about something that was completely out of Kit’s control. His work hours. You felt like you never got to see him anymore and it finally pushed you over the edge

• He can’t help but defend himself in this situation. It’s something he can only try to fix but there’s no promising that he can convince his boss to stop the night shifts completely

• Even if it’s a screaming match, Kit REFUSES to say anything rude about you’re image, how you are, and you in general

kyle spencer;

• Kyle is terrified of fighting with anyone. He hates the atmosphere after all those horrible harsh words are said

• You grew tired of Kyle refusing to do anything he isn’t fond of doing. Not anything major, but more like things that a person simply just needs to get through in life. If it was something extreme he didn’t like, obviously you know there’s boundaries

• He can’t go to sleep until he knows you’re not mad at him anymore

• You feel like slapping yourself the minute you see tears trickling down his cheeks

• Lots of hugs and kisses after everything’s okay again

jimmy darling;

• You can’t put up with his non stop drinking. You practically stay up all night worried sick when he hasn’t arrived back home safe

• You’re so pissed if he’s that drunk he can’t leave his trailer because he’s unable to step away from the toilet without vomiting five minutes afterwards

• Even if it’s one little snide comment, if Jimmy feels anything is directed at him, he’s the one to turn it into a full blown argument

• He’d never put his hands on you. Hell no. But Jimmy tends to say a lot of things he ends up regretting

• You kick him out the trailer for about a day or two and that’s enough to make him grovel on his knees for you

james patrick march;

• He finally snapped after you admitted that you would still like to be alive as of now, and didn’t like the fact that James wanted you to take you’re life so you could be with him in the Cortez. You just weren’t ready yet

• If you flinch in any sort of way during the argument, the temptation of bursting into tears hits James hard

• He could never allow himself to put his hands on you in the wrong sort of way. Let alone leave any marks. He may have been a man who had good skills when it came to narcissism and manipulation, but he simply would never bring himself to hit a woman

• You storm off to bed, leaving James just sat there, slowly sipping on whatever beverage he currently had. And when he finally thought about what had just happened, he’d begin to sob with his head in his hands

• He’d come running back to you, apologising a million times. He knows you’ll always be loyal to him. So all you do is tell James that when the right time comes around, you’ll take you’re last breath in the Cortez, and spend the rest of eternity with you’re beloved

tristan duffy;

• He got real pissed at you when he finally noticed how close you were being with the rest of the male ghosts at the hotel. You yourself knew that it would annoy him, but you didn’t care. You felt so greedy when it came to the other men that roamed the halls of the Cortez. And unfortunately, Tristan was the one to suffer from it

• Whatever you do, don’t make ANY insensitive comments about him and his past drug use. It deeply hurts him inside and makes him feel like a total waste of space

• He sees the influence these other guys have on you, to the point it begins to terrify him

• Tristan loves you and everything you do. He truly admires you, and the thought of losing you to some sad fucker like Donovan makes him go crazy

• You realise that in the end, you were just being a total bitch. And you hated the fact that it took Tristan to eventually hit breaking point for you to see that

dandy mott;

• Y’all, it’s Dandy. THE MFN KING OF ARGUMENTS FOR GOD SAKE

• He isn’t satisfied when you tell him that you’re going out with you’re friends for the night. In fact, he knows how bored he’ll be, and he simply won’t allow it

• Literally begs you not to leave and swears he’ll take you out somewhere fancy, just don’t leave him by himself at all..

• He kicks up a stink and rants, and rants, AND RANTS..

• You grow tired of this so instead of leaving to stop him hurting you’re ears, you just take him out for ice cream lol

rudolph valentino;

• You guys NEVER fight. Like never fr. Never have, never will!

michael langdon;

• You try not to start a fight with Michael seeing as his past was a bit fucked up, but you’re the kind of girl who takes no one’s shit 💀

• You were really close with some of the witches, and after finding out Michael killed half of them? UH UH..

• You don’t wanna be like Constance here but you feel he NEEDS to know the kind of shit he’s done. Like you won’t stand for it at all. You couldn’t care less if you’re boyfriend was the Antichrist..

• You’re even more upset at him that this has rocked the boat with the rest of the witches and you’re the one they all keep throwing these comments at. Michael knew better than to put this on you..

• He tries to keep you out of the situation and knows he can’t hurt you. Even if one bit of anger is tempting enough for him to put you in any sort of danger, he can’t. Not you. You could be angry at him for all eternity and he’d still be madly in love with you. His people were annoyed by the fact that even the Antichrist could fall in love, he wasn’t supposed to, but this was the one thing Michael couldn’t control

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amomentsescape · 8 months

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Dandy Mott Masterlist

Dandy Being Jealous Headcanon

Love at First Sight

Dandy meets Reader at the Freak Show and immediately knows he must have her.

Friends Until the End

Platonic! Reader walks in on Dandy’s terrible outburst on his mother.

Past Problems

Reader takes ownership of the Freak Show property, running into a few ghosts along the way.

#ahs #american horror story #ahs fanfiction #ahs freakshow #american horror story freakshow #ahs dandy mott #dandy mott #dandy mott imagine

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 2 years

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Dandy Mott Masterlist

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americanhorrorstoriesimagines · 1 year

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Merry Christmas, enjoy 🎄

CW- Mentions of smut, overstimulation, pregnancy, body horror, period typical misogyny.

You were on your way to help your brother out for Christmas, he had called and told you that he was feeling overwhelmed. Kit had said to you that he wanted to put together a special surprise for Alma, but things weren’t coming together as he had initially planned. You pulled your car into the gas station parking lot and smiled at Kit. You parked and slipped your engagement ring into your glove compartment. You hadn’t told your brother about your fiance, Dandy, quite yet, mainly because you knew he wouldn’t like him. You got out of the car and hugged him tightly.

“Hey sis, it’s so good to see you.” He said happily.

“It’s great to see you, now give me the grocery list and I’ll start getting things ready.” You instructed and he led you inside to grab the list.

“You are a lifesaver, I just really want this to be special.” He told you and you nodded. He handed you the grocery list and you looked it over. There were a lot of things to prepare, but it was doable.

“I should be able to have everything ready by the time you both get home.” You assured him and you could see the relief wash over him. He retrieved his wallet from his back pocket. “Oh, no need, I’ll take care of it.” You stopped him.

“Sis, this is going to be pricey, are you sure?” He asked, never one to accept a handout.

“Consider it a Christmas gift.” You said and he hugged you again. You left and went to the grocery store. After a few hours of shopping, you went to Kit’s house and started cooking.

Halfway through boiling potatoes the phone rang and you answered it.

“Walker residence, could I take a message?” You asked, assuming the call was for Kit or Alma.

“Can you tell my fiancee that I miss her dearly?” You heard Dandy say and you smiled.

“Oh, Dandy what a lovely surprise, I miss you too.” You beamed, he was very thoughtful and he spoiled you.

“Well I have another surprise, I’m on my way to your brother’s house so we can spend Christmas together.” He announced and your face fell.

“Dandy I haven’t really told Kit about you yet, my brother can be overprotective.” You explained and you heard him sigh, which sent a chill down your spine. You sometimes sensed a darkness in him that you couldn’t name.

“If we are to be married I should meet your family.” He said plainly and you knew that was the end of it.

“Alright, I’ll set another place for dinner.” You told him.

“Good.” He said and hung up. You put the phone back on the hook and went back to the now overcooked potatoes. You heard the door open and the sound of Kit’s boots on the hardwood.

“It smells amazing in here.” He said as he walked over to you. You smiled and set the table, he raised an eyebrow. “Why are there 4 plates?” He asked.

“Kit there is something I need to tell you, I’ve been seeing someone and things have gotten serious.” You announced and he crossed his arms across his chest.

“How serious?” He questioned. You grabbed your ring out of your pocket and slipped it on. “That’s pretty serious, why didn’t you tell me?” He pressed.

“Dandy grew up a bit differently than we did, he is well off and some would say he can be difficult at times.” You explained and his face fell further than you thought possible.

“Wow sounds like you really love this guy.” He scoffed and you sighed.

“Just please be nice.” You requested and he relented. Alma soon came home and she was very happy with the dinner you had prepared.

Dandy soon arrived and you met him at the door with a kiss. He handed you his coat and asked you to make him a drink, and you did. You could see the anger radiating off of your brother.

“So Dandy how did you and my sister meet?” Kit asked and narrowed his eyes at the man. Dandy smiled and took his drink from you before pulling you onto his lap. Kit’s nostrils flared.

“I was judging the pie baking contest at the Jupiter county fair, her cherry pie is the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” He told him and smirked. You flushed, knowing that story was completely untrue and when he said cherry pie he wasn’t talking about food. The two of you had actually met at the diner where you worked and Dandy had fucked you in the bathroom. The only reason the two of you were engaged is that you were pregnant and out of options.

After a few uncomfortable hours, you and Dandy retired to the guest bedroom. Dandy kissed your neck as you sat on the edge of the bed brushing your hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Dandy I’m tired and I need to be up early to help make breakfast.” You told him, he huffed and pulled away.

“I came all the way here to surprise you, I’d think you’d be more grateful.” He sneered. You sighed and kissed him.

“Ok, one quickie.” You said, of course, with Dandy it never was just one and you didn’t get much sleep at all. To say Dandy was a selfish lover isn’t entirely true, he was mostly selfish, but sometimes he enjoyed giving back, only to torture you with overstimulation.

You got up and helped Kit make breakfast, despite the aching in your legs. Kit looked angry, he didn’t even speak to you as the two of you cooked.

“Kit, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” You spoke up and he sighed.

“I really think you should reconsider your decision, this guy isn’t right for you.” He sighed. Dandy walked in and poured himself a cup of coffee.

“And who is right for her? I can provide for her and give her whatever she likes. How many men can say that?” Dandy questioned, Kit glared at him.

“Do you two even love each other?” Kit demanded to know.

“It doesn’t matter, not when she is walking around with my seed in her belly. I’m so glad I didn’t use a prophylactic.” Dandy bragged and your face reddened. Kit punched Dandy hard in the face and you jumped in to pull your brother off of him.

“Stop it you two!” You screamed just before a bright light bathed the room. The commotion stopped temporarily as deafening sounds surrounded you.

When you came to the first time you were no longer in your brother’s home. You were laying on a cold operating table, there were strange gray creatures all around you. One grabbed a knife and cut into your abdomen, you screamed in agony as everything went dark.

The next time you woke up you found yourself on the dirt floor, under a circus tent. You sat up and touched your stomach, finding messy stitches and an eye where your belly button had been. It looked up at you and you shrieked. People filled into the tent and inspected you, and a man in a tank top with gloves on approached you.

“It’s alright doll, you’re home.” He said and helped you to your feet.

#ahs #ahs fandom #american horror story #fanfic #fanfiction #imagines #ahs icons #reader insert #ahs freakshow #ahs asylum #kit walker #jimmy darling #dandy mott #christmas

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chubbyreaderwriter · 3 months

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Play House Pt 2

Dandy Mott x Chubby/Plus Size Reader

Imagine: Dandy always makes you play House with him whenever you visit.

Word Count: 4.8k

Warnings: smut

Part 1 Masterlist

The LONGGGG awaited Part 2!!

It had been two peaceful weeks since the last time you had seen Dandy and you couldn’t get him out of your head. Every night in your dreams, the scene of what might have happened had you not been interrupted played in your mind. Your feelings were conflicted and you didn’t want to return to that house until you knew what you wanted. With every single call to your home, you regretted being nice to him more and more. He demanded you to return to him, offering more and more money to your mother. You knew she needed it but she declined because of your wishes. But she had run out of excuses for you now and you had to go back.

Your mother drove you once more towards the house much grander than your own and you felt nervous. Dandy had always been unpredictable but you were worried how he would act with you now. The car had stopped but you still hadn’t got out yet. Your mother turned to you, “It’s just one night, what’s the worst that can happen. I’ll make sure to come by as early as I can to pick you up, okay?” You didn’t respond, just nodded in agreement and stepped out, hesitantly walking up to the door as you heard your mother’s car driving away. You lightly knocked on the door, looking down at your feet as you waited for someone to answer.

Dandy’s mother opened it this time and she looked relieved to see you, “Oh thank goodness, Dandy has been having one of his tantrums today and I just know that seeing you will put him in a good mood.” Before you could even say hello, she dragged you inside and closed the door, calling out, “Dandy, come look who’s here.” You heard a thud and then a door being opened and Dandy’s voice replying, “I don’t care mother, leave me alone.” His mother, not wanting to spoil the surprise, continued, “But she’s come all this way, just to see you dear.” You heard heavy footsteps as if he was stomping his way over to the stairs where he could see you standing next to his mother.

Almost instantly, his whole demeanour changed and he perked up. He practically ran down the stairs, excitement on his face, then anger, turning to his mother, “Why didn’t you tell me she was coming, I needed time to prepare.” His mother stuttered but Dandy ignored her in favour of taking your hand and leading you upstairs towards his room. The doors to his playroom were open as you were dragged past it and you saw everything was tipped over and thrown all over the floor. Dandy opened his bedroom door and was only too happy to pull you in and lock the door behind you. He turned to you, a strange smile on his face, “Oh, it has been far too long, hasn’t it.” You didn’t say anything, you couldn’t think of anything to say. Your mind was reeling from what had just happened within the span of the last 2 minutes and how you’d gone so quickly from being safe outside the doors to being trapped in Dandy’s bedroom once again with no ways of escaping until early morning.

If Dandy was agitated by your lack of response, he didn’t show it, seemingly all too content with just having you back in his presence once more. He stayed close to you, keeping you cornered against the wall, his hands pressed flat either side of your waist to stop you from moving away. He leaned his face in close and took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your neck. Your chest rose and fell quicker than normal, your nerves getting the better of you. Dandy seemed to be entranced by the movement of your breasts rising upwards, having them spilling out over the top of your corset style dress that was tapered in at the waist and layers of soft fabric flowed over the curve of your hips and down past your knees to your mid calf. It was a modest dress with short puff sleeves and one your mother had bought you for your birthday last year. It seemed wearing it was a mistake as Dandy slowly licked his bottom lip, eyes slowly raking over your plump form, “Such a delightful body, I wanna see what it looks like underneath it all.” He grinned and your eyes widened, “N-now hold on a minute Dandy, you have to charm a lady first.” You were panicking, you weren’t the type of girl who just went about stripping for the first guy who asked. Dandy raised a confused eyebrow, “But darling, I’ve already charmed you, you’re my wife remember and we need to make a baby to start playing a proper game of house don’t we?”

You let out a nervous laugh and raised your hand, “But Dandy if I’m your wife I would have a wedding ring and since there is no ring on my finger, I can’t play the role of your wife. A-and it would be improper to engage in such activities before marriage, wouldn’t you agree?” Dandy said nothing but his brow was furrowed and you wondered if you had perhaps pushed your luck with his seemingly bipolar personality. He sighed and pushed himself back away from you, smoothing his hair back with his hand, “Hm I suppose you’re right, wait here, I’ll be back in a moment.” He walked out of the room and headed down the corridor into another room. You stood still for a moment wondering whether it would be worth it to try and leave but your thoughts drifted back to your mother and how much she needed this money. Your father had passed away a few years ago and ever since your mother had been struggling to make ends meet for the two of you, even with both of you working. If you did as you were told and stayed the night, Mrs Mott had promised your mother a lot of money to compensate for your company. As much as you found him insufferable, you knew there was worse situations to be in, so you decided you’d suck it up and deal with it for your mother.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of shoes clicking on the marble floor outside. Dandy re-entered the room with his hands behind his back. You moved away from the wall and Dandy took your left hand into his, keeping his other behind his back. He had a large grin on his face, the sight of which stirred up your nerves as you could only imagine what he had planned that would make him so giddy. He bounced forward on his feet and giggled to himself, placing a soft kiss on the back of your hand as he went down onto one knee, bringing up his other hand to show off a small navy blue velvet covered box. You couldn’t stop the gasp from escaping your mouth at the sight of it, putting two and two together. Your right hand came up to place itself on your chest, as if you could try to stop your heart from racing on the outside. You swallowed as Dandy let go of your hand to open the box, revealing a very beautiful ring inside of it. You couldn’t deny that it was a lovely ring and it looked incredibly expensive, “Oh my, Dandy I-”

Dandy grinned at your reaction, mistaking your nervousness for excitement, “I know dear, nothing but the best for my darling wife.” He took the ring out of the box and placed it upon your ring finger, his grip was firm enough you didn’t dare attempt to pull your hand away from him. As Dandy stood up, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from your hand, the ring felt a bit tight on your finger but not uncomfortably so, perhaps you just weren’t used to wearing much jewellery as you couldn’t afford to buy real gold and silver. As you lifted your hand to look at the ring, you noticed the ring band held small diamonds all around it as well as the main stone which was a soft oval shape. Your words caught in your throat as your mouth gaped, your finger held probably a years worth of rent right then. Your eyes drifted back to Dandy who was staring at you with a huge grin on his face, his hands clasped behind his back, seemingly very pleased with your reaction, “I knew you’d love it, though still not as beautiful as you, my love.”

“Oh Dandy, this is too much, especially for a game,” if possible, Dandy’s grin only widened, “Well that’s just it, I don’t want to play a game anymore. I want you as my betrothed, picture it, my darling wife.”

Your eyes felt as though they were going to pop out of their sockets, you were in such disbelief, ‘what is happening?!’ you thought to yourself. “You can’t possibly be serious, I’m no one, we just played together a few times as kids! You want me to be your wife? You could have anyone why me?!” From the sudden anger in Dandy’s eyes, you wondered if you’d perhaps said the wrong thing. Dandy took a single step closer, but it was enough to close the distance between you. You didn’t dare to open the gap again in fear of riling him up further. Dandy looked over your face, his hand coming up to lightly brush the back of his knuckles over your cheek. “I don’t have to explain myself, I want you my dear and I will do everything in my power to have you. I would give you everything you desired.” Your heart was sure to thump its way out of your chest, you couldn’t believe this was happening to you. Before you could think of a response, he continued, “There’s something different about you, you’re not like other people, you’re special. You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, the best woman a man could wish for and I deserve nothing but the best. I will settle for no one else.”

Your cheeks flushed as he spoke, he was so passionate about this, about you. His words were genuine and you couldn’t deny the warm feeling you felt in your stomach from the way he spoke so fiercely about you. Your brain was unable to form a competent reply and so in the heat of the moment, spurred on by his declaration of affection, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his. Your kiss was soft and gentle, your hand lightly pressed on his broad chest. You slowly pulled away, eyes opening to watch out for Dandy’s response wondering if you had made the worst mistake of your life. You couldn’t help it though. In all your years, you’d never heard someone, much less a handsome man, talk about you with such desire, such passion. You couldn’t deny, it moved you and you felt like he deserved some kind of reward for that at least. Dandy seemed to be frozen until his eyes slowly opened, his brown hues alight with a deep fire. Your mouth opened with the intention of asking if he was alright but you were interrupted by his hands cupping the sides of your face, pulling you towards him for a much deeper kiss, his tongue seeking out yours for a battle of dominance. Obviously, he won and as much as you’d refuse to admit it, he was a very good kisser. His lips were soft and his clean shaven face meant there wasn’t any stubble scratching against your chin. Before you could stop it, a soft moan left your mouth. Dandy halted for a moment before he started moving closer towards you, making you move backwards until your legs unexpectedly hit the back of his large bed. You fell back and Dandy was quick to move atop of you, one hand laid next to your head, the other still cupped your cheek, his thumb lightly brushing over your face, “Such beauty. And it’s all mine.”

“Dandy wait I-” a breathy gasp escaped you, cutting off your sentence as the man in question had started kissing down the side of your neck. It felt nice, really nice actually, and your hands hesitantly placed themselves on Dandy’s shoulders, feeling the hard muscle underneath his buttoned shirt. You felt his hands wriggling underneath your back to pull at the strings of your corset and with each tug of his hand, the fabric became looser around your torso. Without thinking, or perhaps you knew what you were doing but didn’t want to admit it, you arched your back to give his hands the access they needed to compete the task easier. This meant your breasts had lifted towards Dandy’s face which he seemed only too happy about as you felt his hands move faster as they got closer to the top. You felt relief as the corset was fully loosened, until Dandy’s hands pulled the dress down from the waist to bunch the fabric up around your hips. Your torso was now fully exposed.

Your face turned red and your hands immediately covered your breasts, “Dandy!” Said man made quick work of grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head with one hand, enjoying watching you squirm to try to pull yourself from his grip. His strength impressed and terrified you at the same time as he made holding you down seem easy. His free hand slowly cupped your breast and you heard a shuddered gasp leave his lips. “Don’t you ever hide yourself from me, do you understand. You’re my wife now, I am your husband and it’s my right to touch you, to please you. And I will please you.” His words silenced you once more and you could only watch him caress your chest, pressing your lips together to stop any sounds from coming out and encouraging him.

It didn’t take long for his mouth to join in, a muffled moan filling the silence as he sucked on your exposed nipple. Your thighs pressed themselves together as his actions had spread a warm feeling throughout your body, settling in your lower stomach. The more he continued, the more you felt an unfamiliar ache grow between your legs. “We shouldn’t be doing this..” Dandy ran his hands down your sides, his touch being surprisingly gentle as he did so, stopping to grab your hips. “If you don’t want this then push me away.” You glanced down at him and it was at that point you realised he was no longer holding your wrists up and you moved your hands down. Seeing this, Dandy switched sides to attack your other nipple, the sensation forcing a moan out of you. Instinctively, your hand buried itself in the back of his hair. His teeth grazed against it in a soft bite and your reflex had you pulling on Dandy’s hair before you realised what you were doing. Your actions drew a long moan from Dandy and so you curiously pulled again, harder this time.

Dandy rushed to get off the bed, his hands going for your dress as he stood up. He quickly but carefully pulled the dress off you completely to throw to the side, his next target being your stockings and shoes. After removing those from your body, his fingers made quick work of the buttons down his shirt. You felt a little self conscious as his eyes raked over your almost completely naked form as he undressed himself but you remembered his words and didn’t hide yourself this time, not wanting to upset him. Once his shirt was unbuttoned, he shrugged it off and threw it in another direction, making a separate pile for his clothes.

There was no denying that Dandy was conventionally attractive. He was tall, handsome and now you had proof that he was in great shape as well. Had his personality been a little more, stable shall we say, he would’ve been the complete package. Looking at his toned muscles, especially his abs and biceps, had you blushing and you curled your fingers into fists to stop yourself from reaching out and touching him. Dandy saw you checking him out and practically crooned like a bird in mating, flexing for you as you looked over him. A large smirk stretched over his lips as he slowly undid his belt, very much enjoying the way your eyes followed his fingers as he did so.

His impatience outweighed his need to have his ego stroked and he made quick work of stepping out his trousers, kicking his socks and shoes off as he did. Both of you were left in your underwear. Unconsciously, your gaze found its way down to stare at his tight white undies and the bulge sticking out. His movement caught you off guard and you leaned up onto your forearms as Dandy started flexing into poses to show off his body. “What do you think?”

“Um, I think..” He returned to his previous position leaning over you and staring deep into your eyes, waiting for your answer. You decided to be honest with him, “I think you’re very handsome. Much too handsome to be interested in a girl like me.” Your voice was a soft whisper as you spoke. You couldn’t tell if Dandy was confused, angry or speechless, perhaps it was a mix of all three. You were stunned as you saw his eyes watering, why was he crying? His lips curved into an unnerving smile, his hand coming up to pet your hair, “I think I love you (Y/N).” Was there something wrong with your ears or did he really just say that? You barely knew the guy! Sure, you knew each other as kids but that was a long time ago and clearly a lot had changed since then, like Dandy’s psychotic tendencies.

Just as you started your disagreement, you were kissed once more, his mouth swallowing any words you’d planned on saying. His movements were more rushed. Erratic. His hands started grabbing at your skin as if trying to commit every curve to memory. You barely registered Dandy moving himself between your legs. He wouldn’t give you much time to catch your breath before he was back to kissing you, it was turning your brain to mush. A soft touch along the waistline of your panties sent a shiver down your spine. As much as the rational side of you knew that you should’ve shut this down ages ago, a much more curious side of you had taken charge and was allowing Dandy to take control over you. It had felt good so far, it could only get better right?

During your thoughts, Dandy had shuffled his hand into your panties and his middle finger reached down to lightly trace the curve of your lips before pushing down to separate them, exposing your pussy to his eager fingers. His fingertip found your clit pretty easily, applying a gentle pressure before slowly moving around in circular motions. Your body took charge over your conscious and spread your legs a little wider, soft pants leaving your lips as you held onto his shoulders. His mouth had grown bored of your lips and found its way back to your breasts. The combination of teasing to your breasts and clit had you melting into the bedsheet fairly quickly; a lot quicker than you hoped. But you couldn’t help it. You’d touched yourself before but it didn’t feel as good as this, as good as Dandy was making you feel.

Dandy felt on cloud nine. No, higher than that. He had the girl of his dreams in his bed, with his ring on her finger and his hand in her panties. He’d waited too long for you to come around to see him again and he was determined to give you a damned good reason to not want to leave again. Even if you did try to leave, he wouldn’t let you, not now that you were his. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you as his fingers sped up a little. He took in every gasp and moan. He followed the curve of your neck as your head tilted back and traced the swell of your breasts with his eyes. You were perfect, just like he knew you would be.

Your pants grew louder as the warm feeling in your stomach turned into a tingling sensation, your lower half starting to squirm. Dandy didn’t stop, his fingers kept at it, not daring to disrupt as he watched your hands try to grab at the bedsheets before giving up and throwing your arms over your head. A small whine followed by a short cry bubbled in your throat, feeling yourself climax from Dandy’s fingers. You immediately felt too hot and tired, your chest heaving as Dandy moved his fingers down to coat them in your cum. He turned your face with his clean hand to look at him as he brought his other hand up to his mouth. The eye contact had you turning red with embarrassment as you watched him suck your juices from his fingers. “Just as sweet as you, my darling.”

He crawled over you, settling between your legs once more, placing your thighs over his hips. He lowered his crotch, pressing his clothed erection against your wet panties. You pressed your lips together to avoid making any sound, though it did feel good. That was the worst part about this situation. You were enjoying everything he was doing and you felt ashamed at the fact you wanted more. ‘Screw it,’ you thought, cupping his face in your hands to pull him down for another passionate kiss. He let out a whiny moan into your mouth as he started grinding against you. Your hips shifted underneath as that achy feeling had returned tenfold. Dandy’s movements suddenly slowed and now the friction wasn’t enough to get you close but enough to leave you wanting more. A series of whines left your mouth, trying to lift your own hips to set a new pace but the way Dandy was holding you down with his own body made it impossible.

Dandy was thoroughly amused by your impatience and chuckled in your ear, “What’s the matter love?” You huffed and tried again to move your hips, “I-I want more.” Dandy brushed his lips along your neck, his hands moving to your thighs to possessively grab at your skin, red marks being left behind. “More what? I’ll do anything for you darling, but you have to tell me.” You threw your head back in frustration, closing your eyes to avoid his gaze, “I want you to fuck me. Please!” He let out a deep groan into your ear, “Say it again.” His hips jerked against your own with a newfound ferocity and you sighed in relief. Dandy whined, “Say those words again (Y/N)”

“I want you to fuck me!” You didn’t intend to shout it but he was teasing you and it was making you frustrated. Dandy visibly shuddered from your words and in what felt like milliseconds, Dandy had both of your underwear off of you and throw to the side to join the scatters of clothes already littering the floor. You couldn’t help yourself to look at his dick, needing to see what exactly you had just asked for. Not that you had other experiences to compare it to but it certainly looked bigger than you were expecting. Dandy held eye contact with you as he rubbed his cock down between your pussy lips, wanting to watch every moment of this. You started squirming again after a few moments and Dandy was all too happy to pick up the pace, lining himself up. You gasped and your hand reached out to place against his chest, “Wait! I-It’s my first time, be gentle.” Your words only spurred him on more. He got to be the one to deflower you, to be the one and only man to see you like this, to touch you like this. It was almost enough to send him over the edge right then. He grabbed your hand on his chest and lifted it up to press a kiss to your palm, “Of course, princess.”

He pushed forward and almost immediately your back arched at the feeling. It burned but in a good way? It was painful to start but it was slowly filling your ache inside you. He halted in his movements, watching your face twist in agony, his heart caught in his chest. He forced himself to stay still though his body wanted nothing more that to ruin you for other men at that moment. But if he didn’t wait it would ruin the experience between the two of you and he didn’t want that. No, he only wanted to be associated with pleasure. Maybe some pain but not unwanted pain. A few moments went by with Dandy remaining frozen until you experimentally moved your hips. The burning hadn’t gone completely but it had lessened and there was a new feeling building. One that had your toes curling it was so good.

Dandy took your movements as a green light and slowly thrust himself deeper, forcing a moan from you. He was addicted to your sounds, thrusting deeper inside to elicit even more from you. You twisted your head to try to push it into the pillows beneath, your hands grasping handfuls of the covers underneath you. Dandy held the back of your thighs and pushed your legs up, creating a new position that had him angling into you to hit spots you didn’t know existed. A loud cry left you as he went faster, it felt amazing. Your hands come up over your head to grab onto the headboard, feeling like you needed to ground yourself somehow. Dandy’s eyes were glued on you, trying to burn the image of you taking his cock into his brain. You felt so good around him, he wasn’t sure he was going to last very long.

He leaned down whilst still keeping a harsh pace, “Does it feel good (Y/N)? Do you love the way your husband pleasures you?” You didn’t answer him, you couldn’t. Your mind was mush and all you could focus on was the oncoming orgasm you felt approaching. A series of pants and soft moans left you, slowly growing in volume. Dandy fucked you harder, only too eager to help you finish. His own orgasm was fast approaching too and he was quickly won over on the notion of you finishing together. His moans merged with yours and it was difficult to tell who was who as you both came close.

Your stomach moved up and down as you felt yourself right on the edge, when Dandy forced himself deep inside you, pushing you right over. Your legs shook as you came, turning your face to hide it in your arm and muffle the long moan that left your mouth. His own moan echoed in your ear as he leaned over you, your sweaty bodies pressed against each other. You gasped as you felt something warm inside you and it was then your brain unfuzzed itself and the reality of what just happened hit you. Your mouth felt incredibly dry. He had just came inside you without protection. You stayed frozen as he wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling his head into your neck. He didn’t pull out, apparently content with staying exactly where he was for the time being.

Your hand hesitantly came up to stroke his dark hair and a pleased sigh filled your ears. Dandy hummed, “I love you (Y/N), my dear wife.” You mentally groaned and slammed your head into the pillow. You sighed, you know what? You were exhausted, you could deal with all of this after you’d had some sleep. You made a move to roll out from underneath him but Dandy had seemingly already fallen asleep on top of you. You groaned, what exactly had you just gotten yourself into? Dandy’s arms wrapped tighter around you, holding you closer and a soft mumble of “mine” was barely heard in the silence. The hand in his hair, you gently ran your fingers through it, looking around the room. Okay, maybe it wasn’t completely horrible but certainly not where you expected it to end up. You looked down again at the ring on your finger, would this really be so bad?

#chubby reader #plus size reader #x plus size reader #x chubby reader #dandy mott x chubby reader #dandy mott x reader #dandy mott #ahs #ahs freak show

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aresthelostboy · 8 months

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Requests

Rules:

No female reader

No female characters

This is all gay shit

Seriously, I won’t be answering shit like ‘x fem!reader’ or anything

Might do FTM reader

No NSFW

I do poly!couples (from the same fandom)

I do angst, fluff, suggestive, headcannons, imagines, fics and such

Fandoms:

Metal Family (Dee, Glam)

Tokyo Ghoul (Uta, Nishio, Juuzou, Shuu, Ayato)

Twilight (Carlisle, Jasper, Aro, Caius, Marcus, Emmett, Alec)

Vampire Diaries (Damon, Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Finn)

Horror (Predator, Michael, Ghostface (Billy and Stu), Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Deacon Frost, Eric Draven, Leatherface, Pyramid Head, Hannibal, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out.

The Boys (Homelander, Black Noir, Lamplighter, The Deep)

Kingsman (Agent Whiskey)

Creepypasta (Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, EJ, LJ, Jason the Toymaker, Bloody Painter, Ticci Toby, Candy Pop, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out

Resident Evil (Heisenberg, Leon Kennedy)

Spider-Man (Hobie, Pavitr, Miguel)

Call of Duty (Ghost, König)

American Horror Story (James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Tate Langdon, Dandy Mott)

Obey Me (Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos)

Helluva Boss (Moxxie, Blitzø, Stolas, Striker, Fizzaroli, Asmodeus)

Other: Le Chiffre, Howl Pendragon, Jonathan Crane, SCPs, Billy Hargrove, Sally Face…

If a specific character isn’t here, please feel free to ask but be aware that I may either not know the character or dislike writing for them!

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coopermorrow · 1 year

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Who I Write For

Hi! My name is Cooper and I am hoping to be a writer one day so I thought what better way of starting off than by writing about my favorite celebrities and characters? I am in many fandoms but not all, so if you don't happen to see one of your favorite celebrities or characters on my list you can still ask me to write about them and I'll do my best!

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Nora Montgomery

Lana Winters

Kit Walker

Sister Mary Eunice McKee

Queenie

Madison Montgomery

Zoe Benson

Cordelia Goode

Misty Day

Kyle Spencer (pre and post death)

Dandy Mott

Tristan Duffy

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Michael Langdon

Mallory

Brooke Thompson

Xavier Plympton

Montana Duke

Harry Gardner

Slashers/Horror Characters:

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Bubba Sawyer

Vincent Sinclair

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Tiffany Valentine

Baby Firefly

Doomhead

Brahms Heelshire

Darry Jenner (Jeepers Creepers)

Norman Bates (Bates Motel)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal)

Art the Clown

BTS:

Kim Seokjin

Min Yoongi

Jung Hoseok

Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

Jackass:

Johnny Knoxville

Steve-O

Ryan Dunn

Bam Margera

Chris Pontius

Rachel Wolfson

Marvel/Avengers Characters:

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Steve Rogers

Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

IT (2017 and 2019):

Richie Tozier

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Mike Hanlon

Stanley Uris

Ben Hanscom

Beverly Marsh

Patrick Hockstetter

Henry Bowers

Reginald "Belch" Huggins

Victor Criss

What's Eating Gilbert Grape:

Gilbert Grape

Arnie Grape

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ronald Weasley

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

It's Always Sunny In Philadeplphia:

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Deandra "Dee" Reynolds

Ronald "Mac" McDonald

The Last Of Us (show):

Joel Miller

Ellie Williams

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Morticia Addams

Xavier Thorpe

Miscellaneous:

Javier Pena

Kevin Khatchadourian

Jay (Jay and Silent bob)

Jareth the Goblin King (The Labyrinth)

Mort Rainey

Victor Van Dort

Tarrant Hightopp/The Mad Hatter (Alice In Wonderland)

Edward Scissorhands

I will not write rape, 18+ content for underage characters, or anything where the character is another species. I will not take requests containing pedophilia, ablism, racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, or any other form of bigotry. Comfort imagines for things such as depression, eating disorders, and anxiety are fine as long as you do not want them to be very descriptive and/or explicit. Please make formal requests through my ask as I will not take comments as formal requests. I write for multiple genders but only smut for afab people as that is the anatomy I am most understanding of. I do take "x reader" requests. I can try to write crossovers, though I'm not too experienced with them and I do write for celebrities as well.

Requests are open now so if you do decide to make one, please include the character(s) you want and at least a small description of what you would like the plot to be. Thank you! <3

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lanawinterscigarettes · 2 years

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Sub Dandy Mott

A/N: look at this little bitch boy smh, he needs to get the shit pegged out of him

Warnings: nsfw, swearing

He's actually a switch, but don't let that fool you because he loves to be dominated

He prefers to be topped, but of course he would never tell you that

It's always a fight for dominance with him

Like he'll call you pathetic and weak and you'll grab him by the throat and tell him to shut the fuck up

Having your hand around his throat and speaking to him harshly like that always gives him the biggest hard on

He's a total masochist so he loves being choked until he blacks out

The first time you did it you were super worried you'd actually hurt him, but when the first thing he did when he woke up was roll his eyes and complain about how "soft" you'd been you decided maybe he wasn't actually hurt after all (you still established a safe word after that just in case)

Gloria loves arranging "playdates" for the two of you since she knows you're the only person who can get him to behave

Little does she know what you're really doing together

Enjoys misbehaving just so you'll have an excuse to spank him

Can and will call you mommy if you let him

Loves riding your cock/a strap

Cockwarming is especially one of his favorites

You'll have him sit on your lap and cockwarm you while he's watching tv

He always complains that it's difficult for him to concentrate on the show, but you know he was never really paying attention to it in the first place

Enjoys when you put your hand over his mouth and nose while you're fucking him so he can't breath

Extremely bratty, like so bratty it's not even funny

You're punishing him ever other day at this point

Sometimes it's for being rude to you, sometimes it's for being rude to his mother, sometimes it's because he threw a fit because he didn't get what he wanted- the list goes on and on

His punishments vary depending on what he did, but a few of them include spanking, edging, and forcing him to watch you get yourself off without him

He rarely apologizes from the goodness of his heart, so you typically have to coax/threaten him to

He's super whiny after sex, always complaining that you're doing something wrong while at the same time not wanting to get up and do it himself

Try to be patient with him, because as soon as you wrap him up in a blanket he passes out

Taglist: @langdonsoutpost @anxiously-sad @iloveentrapta @ghot-girl @taecube

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darling-i-read-it · 3 years

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Dandy's Sanity

Dandy Mott x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: murder, nudity but nothing sexual, violence

Author’s Note: shush...he was just very pretty and annoying which meant i had to love him...Also it’s been a hot minute since I watched freak show so this may have some errors

Edit: Im posting this at 2:11am like four months after I wrote it cause I just reread it and wow the superiority of finn wittrock ahs characters

Summary: You are the only person to keep Dandy from killing and Gloria has a problem with that.

Song: Carousel by Melanie Martinez

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You noticed the freak show one afternoon when you were on a walk. You liked to get out of the house during midday. Dandy got testy during midday. So you walked around and noted that the large tents were out and set up.

You had never gone before. You barely even knew it existed. You looked back toward the way you had come and then over at the colorful place in the middle of a field. If you weren’t back Dandy might wonder where you went.

He would get over it.

You walked across the field and into the small community. There were people out and about, talking and smiling. The sun was out and shining on the outside of the tents. They gleamed in the light, illuminating the people underneath them.

Their faces lifted as you walked by.

You didn’t belong here.

“Can I help you?” You turned around and saw an older lady standing outside of a tent. She had short blonde curled hair. She was wearing a light blue suit that matched her music. She stomped up to you. “We don’t have a show today.”

“Oh! I’m sorry. I was just walking by and hadn’t noticed the tents before. When are there shows? I would love to attend.” She pursed her lips. For a moment you thought that she was going to yell at you to get out but she stopped herself. A small girl ran up behind her and tugged on her jacket. She looked odd, a small bit of hair in a ponytail, her teeth wrangled. But she gave you a smile and you smiled back at her. The woman noted that.

“We have a show tomorrow,” she said stiffly. You nodded pleasantly.

“Wonderful. I’ll try and make it. Perhaps I’ll bring my husband, he loves this kind of stuff,” you said. You thought about Dandy watching an act. He might hate it but then again it wasn’t hard for Dandy to hate something.

“That would be nice,” she said. “I’m Elsa. This is my show.” She held out her hand. You shook it. “This is Pepper.” She gestured to the girl at her side.

“Hello Pepper,” you said gently. She smiled brightly and hid behind Elsa. You nodded a bit.

“I’ll just be going then. I look forward to seeing the show.” You turned to walk away and found a man standing beside you. He didn’t look threatening and at first glance you couldn’t tell if he was part of the act at all. As you backed up a bit you noticed his hands. Like claws. You showed no evidence of that affecting you by your expression.

“Kit, let her pass,” Elsa said gracefully.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I’m sorry again. I was just walking past and didn’t notice this here.” Kit took a step back and you were able to walk away.

“Hope to see you at the show!” Elsa called as you waved goodbye. She hit Kit. “You can’t drive away customers like that.”

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You walked back home, thinking of the people you had just met. You thought you were married to the most interesting character in town but there was a whole group you had never met.

You opened the door to your home. There was a crash. Gloria ran up to you, grabbing your arm tightly. You gave her a warning look but she didn’t back away. She looked frazzled. That wasn’t new for her.

“What-”

“Oh he’s losing his mind! Please! Please get him,” she said. You took your arm away from her. You and Gloria had never gotten along well. She always seemed slightly jealous of you but then came begging when Dandy got bad. You walked further into the house. You found Dandy in the dining room. He was throwing dishes around.

“Doraaaa!” he called out. “Come and clean this!” he yelled.

“Darling,” you said. Dandy’s head quickly snapped over to look at you. He let out a sigh of relief and ran over to you. He threw his arms around your shoulders and buried his head in your shoulder.

“Where have you been?” he asked childishly.

“I was just out for a walk. I saw a freak show out in the fields and I wanted to see if they were having any shows we could attend,” you told him easily. He pulled away from you and put his hands on your cheeks.

“Are they?”

“Yes. We can go and see one tomorrow. Why were you throwing plates at your mother and Dora?”

You and Dandy had always been betrothed to each other. His mother was rich and so was your father. It was expected from you at a young age to get married and though you were still children, you married at 18. You were both in your early 20’s now.

Gloria almost allowed you to back out of the marriage. She couldn’t imagine someone ever loving her Dandy. She could barely love him. But then something miraculous happened.

You could control him. He listened to you. He loved to listen to you. He loved you.

No one saw it coming but you. You knew how he acted and how to bring him down from his fits. In the end you were the only person Dandy could ever marry and he showered you with love. Love and gifts. Lots and lots of gifts.

“They made soup,” he told you. You furrowed your eyebrows.

“They know you don’t like soup.”

“Exactly!” He kissed you harshly and then smiled at you brightly. “You know me so well.” You laughed a bit.

“It’s my job dear.” You grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently. “Let’s go have a bath.” He nodded and then quickly passed you and walked to the bathroom. You locked eyes with Dora who cautiously entered the room. “Are you going to be alright handling this?”

“Yes,” she said. “Thank you.” You nodded a bit and turned to follow Dandy. He was waiting for you impatiently by the bath. You walked up to him and ran your hands through his hair. You held his face in your hands.

“You’re gorgeous,” you whispered. He scoffed.

“Yes I know.” You laughed a bit and started to run the water. “Will you join me?” he questioned.

“I’d rather just help you bathe, if that’s alright.” He nodded pleasantly.

“That’s just fine.”

He underdressed and got into the water happily. You sat on the edge, running the water carefully through his hair so it didn’t get in his face.

“Tell me more about the freaks you saw,” he said.

“There were a lot of them. I didn’t get a good look at most of them. There was a man...Kit I believe his name was. His hands were glued together like they were like claws of somesort. There was a woman there that looked like a child, teeth wrangly...Pepper I believe.” You washed his skin and he eased to your touch.

“That sounds wonderful. Were there any clowns?”

“None that I saw,” you said. “But I wasn’t there very long. Maybe we’ll see some tomorrow,” you said. He nodded quickly.

“That would be very nice.”

After a couple of minutes you left him to finish and wash up. You walked back into the kitchen where it was almost completely cleaned up. Gloria was standing there, looking stressed out. Her hand was on her head, rubbing her temples. She looked up at you as she took a deep breath.

“I’ll never understand why he listens to you,” she said honestly. “I’m his mother.”

“And I’m his wife. Dandy’s incredibly special and that’s why I love him.” You leaned your side against the wall. “I think he listens to me because I understand what he needs. Or maybe he just likes me better.”

“Y/N!” Dandy called from the other room. He walked into the room, head held high. He grabbed your arm. “Aren’t you going to take a bath?” You nodded a bit.

“I suppose I could use one.” He smiled a bit and dragged you to the bathroom.

You gave Gloria a wave as you went. She pursed her lips in anger. That was her son. He was supposed to love her. Instead he simply yelled at her, barked orders, acted like nothing but a child.

Why did he love you so much more?

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You slept soundly that night. Dandy was sleeping beside you, his arms sprawled about the bed. He had one arm over you, holding your hand tightly. You were more bunched up but you weren’t uncomfortable.

Gloria watched your breathing. It was even and calm. You looked peaceful. You always looked peaceful. She carefully walked up to you and kneeled down beside your face. She watched your features. This was the face of her daughter-in-law.

Gloria felt a stab of envy that was all too familiar.

The knife in her hand felt heavy. She held the hilt. Her knuckles were turning snow white with how tightly it was in her hand. The anger only seemed to spread as she thought about all the times you had calmed Dandy down. You were his sanity. All those times he looked at you and there was nothing but adoration in his eyes.

All she could see was red.

She didn’t even feel herself bring the knife up above your body until it was high enough to come down. She started to bring it down until a hard hand grabbed her arm. She gasped, turning around.

Dandy stood there. He tilted his head at her.

“Dandy I-”

“Shush, don’t wake her,” he said quietly. He took the knife from her and made her stand up. She looked at him, nothing but fear in her eyes as he held the knife out in front of her. He started to stab her. She yelped and ran out of the room, breathing loudly as she found her way through the dark huge house. Dandy was hot on her heels.

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You woke up slowly. The sun seeped through the curtains. You smiled a bit and stretched. You turned around to see Dandy asleep next to you and froze at the sight of splattered blood on his face. You sat up quickly. It had stained the sheets. It was all over his chest.

His eyes opened slowly.

“Good morning,” he whispered.

“Dandy dear, what did you do?”

“My mother tried to kill you. So I killed her.”

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#dandy mott x reader #dandy mott imagines #freak show imagines #ahs imagines #ahs freak show imagines

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marchsfreakshow · 11 days

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Loving The Fool [Dandy Mott]

Small bit of angst :) fluff ending because I'm a softie

Despite not being 'a freak', Elsa likes to let you stay at the Freakshow as long as you clean up after shows and help cook. Dandy always comes after hours to come see you even though you protest.

Guys I can't lie I've been thinking about this idea for a while.. Dandy trying to convince you to move in </3

I use y/n like once or twice lol.

No one's perspective

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Dandy was a fool.

Such a fool.

Loving someone in the Freakshow?

Not particularly unheard of for the spoilt brat, but still a shock.

Bette and Dot were your best friends. You'd always go to them with an issue or just to spend your free time with them. Recently they told you about their experience with Dandy Mott. Wait Dandy? That name sounded so familiar. "He is a rich man, his family is one of the most powerful. I wouldn't be surprised that you've heard of him before." Dot added, shaking her head slightly.

"no, I think they know the name from something else." Bette sighed, looking slightly concerned at you. It was true, your mind was thinking about where else you could've known that name before. Oh to hell with it. You were thinking exactly of Dandy. You were thinking of every single day on the outskirts of the land, holding you close, kissing every exposed part of your skin in the dead of night. At this point, you were addicted to his touches. "Hey Y/N, you're just zoning out."

"Oh. Oh, sorry. Um, yeah I think I've heard of Dandy." You muttered, brushing off your lewd thoughts of him. Bette gave you a lingering look.

Both the girls sighed at you, almost being able to tell what you were thinking. But the three of you didn't say anything for a while. "...Be careful there okay?" Bette mumbled as they got up, and left you alone. What on earth had you gotten into?

Hours passed, and you were sweeping the stage of confetti, lost in your own thoughts again. Was Dandy going to come to see you tonight? Should you tell him to leave you alone tonight? Fuck it was so confusing. Did he want the same for you as he did for Bette and Dot? The sound of sweeping stopped as you were frozen in place. "Lost again daydreamer?" Jimmy's voice rang out from the side, bringing you out of your wonders. "You doing okay?"

A shrug left as an answer, finishing off the sweeping quickly. Mentioning your conversation with the girls probably would've brought more bad than good so it was shrugged off. "Fine.."

Letting out a small sigh, Jimmy took the broom off you and stood in front of you. "Not good enough. Something's on your mind. You feelin' left out again? You've been here long enough to practically be family." He chuckled. It was an attempt to reassure you, and it worked slightly. You definitely were family to everyone, you'd been at the Freakshow long enough. Just, maybe not enough for your wandering mind.

"it's.. something outside the freakshow Jim."

"oh?" He questioned, sitting on one of the seats by the stage, almost intrigued by your words.

"I uh...I dunno." You scratched at the nape of your neck and sat on the edge of the stage. "It's a difficult talk Jimmy, and I might be hated for it. Shun...shunned from here."

Jimmy shook his head and rubbed your knee as a comfort. "Talk to me, daydreamer."

"...it's uh..." You started, giving another sigh. "It's Dandy.." the name came out as a whisper and as you bit your nails, you gave a little look to Jimmy.

"D-dandy? Him? Has he done something to you?" His voice raised, full of concern and worry. It felt wrong to be talking to someone about the ideas you had in your head. So many worries that you'd be cast aside from your found family, just for liking and giving a kiss to the enemy. Sweetly kissing the anger he felt away, and making sure to park his car far from the Freakshow so he couldn't get caught whilst everyone was asleep.

"No, no it's not a situation like with Bette and Dot." You shook your head and Jimmy just nodded, silently thanking god that Dandy didn't want to keep you. "It's just...I like him, Jimmy. And, it feels really fucking wrong."

A few minutes of silence passed before he moved to sit next to you and gave you a side hug. Did he not know how else to respond or was he about to soften the blow? Every second of silence that passed made the air thicker, and the thoughts rushed this way and that way past you. You were about to get kicked weren't you? "Nothing wrong with a crush, daydreamer. But, you know you gotta be careful there."

"Bette already told me that...I know."

"you're lucky he doesn't come around that often anymore." Jimmy sighs again, rubbing the side of his head a bit. Absolute lie, and you knew it. Dandy was making you sit on his lap evening after evening. Looking out over the lake, resisting the urge to take you right then and there. You felt like a jester. An absolute fool in love with the wrong person.

"I'm sorry Jimmy. I'm sorry..." A sniffle left you as you rested on Jimmy's shoulder. Apology after apology, and nothing but shushes and rubs on your back.

"It's alright, it's alright.." Repetition of comforts and reassurance, and it worked slightly. Sure Bette, Dot and Jimmy were okay with your 'crush' but it was Elsa you were worried about. A chance at a better life? Take it. Take it now. That's what she would think anyway. "... you're worried about Elsa aren't you?"

A nod. "It's just a crush daydreamer. Elsa can't do anything about a crush, besides, not everyone needs to know about it." Jimmy stood up and held your hands so you were also standing. But you looked down at the ground, an overheard of thoughts clouding everything. "Go sit by the river for a little yeah? Maybe that'll calm you."

"yeah. Maybe." Reluctantly, you agreed. Jimmy lead you out of the tent, an evening sun immediately blinding you. Both of you were walking slowly, the sun's warmth making you feel a bit better. The lake was shimmering with every small wave that happened. In the back of your head, a wish you made was that you'd love to be with Dandy in front of this lake, instead of Jimmy. It was too romantic looking for you to be here with someone who felt like your brother.

"alright. You gonna be okay here for a bit?"

"yeah I'll be okay don't worry." The reeds almost hid you as you sat cross-legged by the water. A hum as a response, and then Jimmy headed back towards his own caravan.

Only a few minutes passed before you felt a hand on your head. Looking up, you cringed as the sun hid the face. "Why are you out here on your own?" Ah, Dandy.

"just needed a moment."

"you can stop having a moment now. I'm here." Dandy mentioned dryly, sitting by you. As soon as he sat next to you, the brat placed you on his lap. "that's better isn't it?"

"Dandy. It's not nighttime."

"I don't care."

"People will see! Elsa will see!" You argued, getting off his lap and standing up. Dusting off your clothes, you nervously looked around, worried someone might see you two from a while away. It was still light out, and you had plenty of worries.

"I'm tired of coming to see you at night time!! I want to see you during the day!" Dandy stood up too, stomping his foot and raising your voice. Now you really were worried about people seeing you. While you were used to his antics at this point, it only worried you now since any of the freaks could hear the two of you. "I need you to move in."

"Dandy...What are you doing here?" Dot asked. Ah, just the people you needed right now...

"It's fine Dot. It's fine." You weren't very convincing. Your voice was shaky and laced with worry. Your eyes were darting around, looking for maybe another onlooker. In the background of your panic, Dot started arguing with Dandy. But it was muffled. Everything was muffled. So muffled you didn't hear Bette calling for you as you ran. Flight or fight? Flight. Running like a cheetah.

Stopping in Elsa's tent. I'm sure she wouldn't mind, you were her favourite at the moment. Catching your breath, you sat on one of the small couches. You were now a nervous wreck, convinced everyone knew you were secretly dating Dandy. Realistically only Bette, Dot and Jimmy know. They intended to keep it that way. Sure they all hated Dandy, but they were closest to you and only had your best interests at heart.

Your name was called after about half an hour of quiet worry and calming down. Your head shot up. Dandy stood there like the man-child he was. Arm resting on the other nervously, feet posed inwards a bit. And, a black eye appearing? Oh god. "Oh, Dandy..." Despite how upset you were at him, you could never turn anyone with an injury away. The black eye just overtook everything in your head. "You're such a fool.." The whisper escaped you as you examined the damage. You were lost in it as Dandy admired your own eyes and face. Eyes puffy from tears flowing. Face red from the...well crying.

"Why do you always think you need to stay here.? I can give you a much better life." He quietly mentioned, now avoiding your heartbroken gaze. You thought about it for a while. No matter what, the response was sure to upset him.

With a sigh you replied, "I've been here for as long as I can remember darling. living anywhere but here? It's not something I can ever imagine. I'm..I'm sorry Dandy." Sheepishly, you looked up to him as he wrapped his hands around your torso. He wanted to argue again. He has everything! Why shouldn't you be able to drop everything and go to his place with him? You're good at cooking, you'd be able to help Dora.

"...how about $500? Every month." His face scrunched up a little as he replied, obviously this was the best solution he could find. "And you take that money to buy food for the other freaks."

500 dollars? Every month? That counted up to more than you could imagine in a year. "500? Oh my... Dandy.."

"$750 then."

You shushed him. And placed your finger to his lips to shut him up for a second. "Darling that sounds like so much, I could never imagine what we would do with that much. We don't even make that much in 2 months!" It overwhelmed you again, and when you retracted your hand from Dandy's mouth he picked you up and hugged you close.

"I will give you as much as you need." Well he wasn't gonna shut up until you accepted so he tried the best thing you could. Still being held by the man child, you kissed him. A long kiss that kept him shut up for a while even after you pulled away from him.

"...i'll think about it darling."

"You should. It'll help you."

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maria-akira · 3 years

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how the signatures & penmanships of the ahs boys would look like — PART 1

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hello !! this is a little idea that I had while I was in class.

please do understand that these are MY own interpretations on how it would look like, please do not attack me if you think that they do not fit your standards or ideas. i did these myself.

this was so difficult for me to do because i had to do different penmanships, and i only write in cursive 😭 i had to bring back my dip pen skills for this. if they all look similar i’m so sorry!! i tried my best to make them look different.

dm me if you would like a png/pdf of the signature :)

enjoyyy !! <3

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~♡ TATE LANGDON:

actually has decent penmanship!!

Constance tried to teach him cursive but gave up, because Tate didn’t like it at all.

this boy doesn’t really get the concept of signatures

so he just made a fancier version of his actual penmanship

~♡ KIT WALKER:

let's all admit that this guy would have the 'typical dad handwriting'

writes in all caps

BUT HIS SIGNATURE THOUGH?!?!?! he has a very pretty signature

people always compliment his signature because it's really pretty

~♡ KYLE SPENCER:

PRE DEATH:

LITERALLY gives off 'pretty college boy' handwriting

writes in semi-cursive (???)

probably uses a black pen for everything

practiced his signature because WOW??? it looks so fluid and professional

POST DEATH:

this boy makes me go 🥺❤💗🤍😤❤💗💗💕💓💟💖❣💘💝💓❣💕💗💙🧡💚🧡💙💗💙🧡💟🧡💜

HE'S TRYING HIS BEST OK :(

he definitely has one of those writing workbooks for children

at the moment, he can only write his name and the word 'stupid'

~♡ DANDY MOTT:

Gloria also tried to teach him how to write in cursive BUT Dandy would rage quit and write 'i hate you'

has a book full of 'i hate you''s

writes with crayons and markers ONLY

literally doesn't have a signature :/

~♡ JAMES PATRICK MARCH:

WRITES WITH A DIP PEN !!!!! his favorite nibs are probably Nikko G and Leonardt

has a complicated signature 🙄

only writes in black ink and nothing else

practiced his cursive ever since he was a child

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tags mwah mwah !!!!! 😚💗: @kitwalker02 @tatestripedsweater @mrs-march-ahs @iheartfrogs101 @hawtghostgirl @deademobitch @angelicmichael

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lcnelyghost · 1 year

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Hey if u don't mind, can u pls do an imagine with jpm where the reader is gen z and sometimes James has trouble relating to her/ him/them but he still tries? And also pls pls pls a part two of introducing James to modern music

Ps, ur writing is fucking incredible, and ur one of my fav tumblr blogs, take care sweets :) <3

yk, that last little comment really made me smile. i’m glad to know my writing actually interests people! thank you sm lovely <3

the fascination of our modern world//jpm

pairings; james patrick march, female reader

rating; pg!

warnings; none <3

Oh, where could you even begin here. Let’s just say, having a boyfriend from the 1920’s was occasionally difficult at times. Even though he had a thirst for taking the lives of the innocent, James was a total gem. A gentleman who would spoil you and give you everything he had. Everything you wanted!

But.. the poor dear had a hard time understanding how the modern world worked. He found it incredibly uncomfortable. Certainly quite confusing in many ways, though Mr March found a way to avoid being included in anything that involved this generation. That was until he met you.

Now, James was left to face the supposed joys of finding out about even more sources and objects that now existed in this world. If it meant trying to understand more about you, he’d clearly have to go right in and start learning.

***

“Darling?” James called. He could faintly hear someone singing softly in the sitting room of his suite.

Inspecting this odd noise, James proceeded to enter the sitting room, just in time to see you with you’re back turned whilst singing within the dead silence.

Mr March was quite confused that you were just randomly singing to no tune in particular. No music was playing, so he chuckled quite a bit at this current sight.

“Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. But the very next day.. you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears! I’ll give it to someone special!” You sang with glee, you’re back still turned to you’re ghostly lover.

James smiled in awe but slowly made his way over to you and tapped you’re shoulder. He immediately flew back when you jumped in surprised, going on to giggle at his reaction.

“James! You gave me quite the fright. Is something wrong?” You asked.

James slowly shook his head. “No, no. Not at all my love. Just.. erm.. remember the record player I own?”

You furrowed you’re brows and looked at him funny, pausing the song on you’re phone as it was still blaring through the AirPods a tad bit too loud in you’re ears.

“Yes?”

“Well, i’m sure you are quite aware that you’re more than welcome to use it for some of the albums that belong to you. Don’t feel that you have to sing to yourself rather than the actual piece of music, dear. I know we all like a bit of singing to ourselves sometimes. But it’s better to join whoever may be singing in the song we like.”

You laughed at his slight confusion. “Oh James, you’re such a sweetheart. But I wasn’t singing to myself in pure silence..”

“You weren’t?”

“No. I was listening to my music through these,” You took the AirPods out of you’re ears and went on to present them to him.

He stared at them curiously, taking one of the small white speakers into his own hand. He inspected it before giving the AirPod back to you.

“Ah yes.. these are uh, something that connects to one of you’re electrical devices?”

You nodded and placed both of them in his ears, going back onto you’re phone and playing the song you were last listening to.

A grin began to spread across his face as he slowly tapped his right foot to the beat of the song.

“My my! This is quite the invention!” James beamed, his body now swaying slowly to the smooth sound of music.

You both laughed and you’re heart practically melted at his joy. Now usually, things like these utterly disgusted Mr March. He’d most likely say it was too loud for his ears or it hurt him. But perhaps now, you’re partner wouldn’t be so quick to judge.

***

“So, what do you fancy watching?” You asked James, searching on Netflix and Disney+ as you cuddled into you’re boyfriend further.

The two of you were comfortably sat in bed in you’re pyjamas. You’d taken James to bed a little earlier tonight, explaining to him that you wanted a ‘movie night’ or so you called it.

“Hmm, i’ll let you decide dear. Just maybe something that fits both of our tastes.” He said, twirling you’re hair around with his finger.

“Oo! How about Twilight?”

“Sorry?”

You giggled slightly. “Twilight. It’s a romantic movie. It’s about a vampire who falls in love with a human in high-school. And it becomes his job to protect her. He sort of stalks her a bit though. There’s also wolves in it! Maybe we could watch the full franchise!!”

James blinked at you, not knowing what to say. He eventually sighed and told you to put it on if that’s what you wanted.

Half way through you guys watching the full saga, James became bored and was just cringing at how there was too much going on. Far, far too much for his liking.

“Dearest, I think it’s time for me to settle down for the night.” He stated, faking a yawn and excusing himself.

“Aw, ok! We can finish it tomorrow.” You smiled sweetly, James only just smiled back before kissing you goodnight and rolling over. His smile fell shortly after he’d realised he actually had to finish these lot of movies tomorrow night.

***

“Mm, i’m feeling a bit peckish. Maybe we should have lunch now?” You said to you’re lover, rubbing you’re stomach as it growled loudly with hunger.

“Yes, I was getting ready to ask you that actually. Wait- where is Miss Evers?” James searched around the place but didn’t manage to find his loyal laundress, (and chef for that matter)

“I told her to go to the bar and enjoy herself for the afternoon. Don’t worry though. I’ll order us something in.” You pulled out you’re phone and went into Just Eat.

“Darling, I thought you said you gave her the afternoon off. How are we meant to request to her what we would like if she’s gone?” He frowned.

“I know, that’s why I said I would order it in.”

James frowned ever more. “I don’t understand.”

You sat down beside him, showing him what app you were currently in.

“Look, this app allows me to order food to the Cortez. I can text Liz to bring it up to us and that’ll be our lunch for the day.” You told him. He looked shocked and wildly fascinated at the same time.

“So.. you are able to get someone to professionally make us something to eat and they are willing to deliver it right here to the Cortez?”

“Yup.”

“Oh Darling.. when I said I had a huge dislike for the modern world.. I don’t think I meant it quite literally at all..”

***

hope y’all enjoyed this little imagine! it was quite fun to make actually :)

taglist: @v-love @cabin10hufflepuff

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