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love-is-embarrassing · 4 months

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Jill Roberts ･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

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CW: Fem!Reader, Mean!Dom!Jill, bdsm

Aftercare

Giving aftercare is not Jill’s strong suit. She doesn’t really care about it and only does as much as it takes to keep you complacent. She actually likes being the recipient of aftercare though, she doesn’t need it but she likes being the centre of your attention and having you fawn over her.

Body part

On herself: Though she thinks highly of her body in general Jill doesn’t have a favorite part.

On you: Your cunt …Yeah... Like, sure, she likes the rest of you but she definitely objectifies and over-sexualises you a lot so if she has to pick, your cunt it is.

Cum

Jill isn’t squeamish about cum but if either of you make a mess you better be ready to lick clean it up.

Dirty secret

Jill’s entire sex life is a dirty secret honestly. She comes across as very demure and innocent, and the first few times you get sexual she’s the same. Then once you’re comfortable BAM, she’s hard-domming you and using dirty talk that would make the most avid porn viewers blush.

Experience

She has barely any experience but Jill doesn’t half-ass anything. She learns the ropes quickly and never wavers in her confidence.

Favorite position

Sitting on your face is her number one favorite, followed by taking you from behind. They’re not very affectionate positions but they are super carnal and dominant.

Goofy

Absolutely not. Jill can joke around a little bit during the foreplay but when you really get into it she takes everything so seriously. You’ll literally feel the temperature drop if you so much as giggle while she’s in the mood.

Hair

Being so image-obsessed, Jill doesn’t want you to see her if she’s not perfectly smooth down there, even if you couldn’t care less.

Intimacy

Your sex life is very passionate but you’d need to be wearing rose-coloured glasses to think there’s anything romantic about it …most of the time. It’s rare but sometimes Jill does want to have more vanilla and tender sex, usually when she feels insecure or wants something from you.

Jack off

Jill would much rather get off with you and she’ll be annoyed if she can’t, but she’ll definitely masturbate. She’s not going to just suffer until she can get her hands on you.

Kink

She’s into a lot of branches of bdsm, things like bondage, degradation, pain play, orgasm control -all of these being inflicted on you of course. She also fucking loves being praised.

Location

She has the most freedom in private so usually in one of your houses. She is into public sex sometimes but only if you’re very well hidden.

Motivation

Complimenting Jill is the quickest way to turn her on, especially if you’re really flustered and subby while you do it. Though she’s at her absolute horniest when she knows she’s making you horny, especially if you’re really bad at hiding it.

Anything that involves a third person, she’s far to possessive and jealous for that. Also, being on the receiving end of degradation.

Oral

Jill’s a pillow princess. She loves having you pamper her pussy and reminding you that your head belongs in between her legs. She will go down on you but more often than not she’ll just tease you, not letting you cum so easily.

Pace

She goes hard and usually fast, but sometimes she’s more fond of taking things torturously slowly, she loves to deny you.

Quickie

She doesn’t love them but if she’s horny and low on time she’ll definitely drag you off for one. They tide her over but they don’t wholly satisfy her, most days you have a quickie you end up having proper sex later.

Risk

Jill wants to keep up her good girl persona so she only takes calculated risks. She’s totally fine with danger but not just danger for the sake of it.

Stamina

Jill has nearly supernatural stamina, she’s athletic and has an unflinching pain tolerance. Even when she does start to tire (which isn’t often) you’d never know with how well she conceals it.

Toy

She doesn’t use toys every time but she definitely knows how to make the most of them when she does. She likes using vibrators the most, taking her time toying with different parts of you, or leaving you tied up and writhing on the bed with one inside you while she studies.

Unfair

No question, she’s a giant tease. She loves turning you on in public and denying you in private. She hates being teased herself but it’s worth it because then she gets to punish you for it.

Volume

Aside from degrading you and general dirty talk Jill doesn’t make a lot of noise. She’s very composed and doesn’t like to give you the satisfaction of knowing the effect you have on her. The most you can usually get out of her is heavy breathing.

Wild card

When you first started having sex Jill was more of a sub, or at least she pretended to be. As her trust in you grew she got more comfortable being the sadistic dom she is.

X-ray

Jill’s body looks very delicate and her underwear is quite innocent too -ironically, because of course delicate and innocent are the last words you’d use to describe her.

Yearning

Jill actually only has an average libido but when she is in the mood it hits her hard. She’s in a hurry to get off and the longer she has to wait the more irritable she becomes.

Zzz

Sex doesn’t really tire her out so no. She honestly does like cuddling afterwards though and even some pillow talk, especially if it includes you telling her what a good job she did.

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sawyerconfort · 10 months

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Hey. Could u do a prompt 50 & 52 with Madison Montgomery. Her just dominating fem!reader and being soft at the same time?

Hi anon, sorry it took so long! I know it's been a while since you asked, I hope you're happy anyway…

I'm loving that everyone keeps asking me for Madison stuff around here, I really do. I understand the hype, she's super powerful and she's a bad girl after all.

I already advance that smut requests won't always come out well, because I'm terrible at these things, but I hope you like it, I do my best.

And you, reader who hasn't asked yet, don't bother asking, feel free! I take a while, but I write!

Enjoy!

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50. "let me unzip your dress, please." 52. "use your words."

The Seven Wonders exam was stressing everyone out. Not just Cordelia and Myrtle, the possible authorities, but the younger witches. The competition had become a game of life and death, and it was terrifying to think that others would need to die for just one to rise as the new Supreme.

Only one witch in particular seemed unaffected: Madison Montgomery.

"Lift your head, open your eyes, wear some makeup, (Y\N), come on, cheer up!" "Everyone knows what the outcome will be, but maybe the tables will turn, and you'll be our new queen, who knows?"

You huffed, throwing yourself on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. "I don't know, Madison."

"You know, sweetie, I bet you do."

Her voice was so convincing that you could easily assume she was just training her mind control skills on you. It was common to want to improve the gifts that you could have, gifts that would help you reach the "throne".

"I know exactly what you need, (Y\N)…" she said, biting her lip. "You need a girl to convince you of your potential… And you're in luck, even more so today."

"Am I?" you frowned, confused.

Madison didn't give you time to think. She simply slithered across the bed like a snake and sat between your legs, wrapping her arms around you with a teasing giggle that automatically had you looking at her mouth.

"Let me unzip your dress, please", she asked in a whisper. "Just to show you how good it can be." You frowned again. "Don't worry, it's just a massage. I promise."

Her reputation didn't help much, but you allowed Madison to unzip your dress, relieving you of at least one pang on your conscience. You didn't know whose idea it was to wear these dress clothes, but they didn't help matters.

Madison started with her hands roaming over your shoulders, gently going over every corner of your skin and every corner of your insecurities. She was relishing the opportunity, you could hear her chuckle as you moaned softly with relaxation. Of course, with someone like Madison Montgomery, a massage would never be just a massage.

"Like that, don't you?" she asked, leaning very close to his ear. "That's good, I didn't even need to read your mind to know that… It never fails." That made her laugh for some reason.

Inevitably, you found yourself wondering how many girls Madison had fooled with Muggle "chill out" speeches, and even how many boys. Suddenly the doubt seemed genuine, and you couldn't resist the urge to ask:

"How many people do you fool a day with that speech of yours?"

Madison was still laughing, and then her hands came out of the massage to support her as she leaned over and whispered in your ear. "Why? You think I'm fooling you, do you?"

Without waiting for an answer, she bit her earlobe and chuckled, a cold, villainous laugh, just like her type. You felt your body shiver with the contact, and suddenly, she threw you on the bed, stopping on top of you.

"We're not going to do anything you don't want to, but you can let me prove I'm being sincere, right?", she whispered, cupping your cheeks and squeezing them. "There's a high possibility that one night of sex will calm you down, you know?"

You rolled your eyes and Madison smiled.

"Oh, no, no, no mockery, let me get rid of these clothes and show you what I'm capable of!", she said, dominating your entire body while kissing you and going through ways to take your clothes off while doing so, taking advantage of your distraction. "Blimey, (Y\N), you're obedient, hm?"

"Yeah, but don't take advantage, okay?", you laughed. "I want to dominate this shit too."

Madison smiled, but it was more than clear that she was the only person who could rule here, within the four walls. You just gave in, because there was nothing more desperate and breathless than her kisses all over your body, wet on your lips and especially too long to take. And then there were her fingers, running over every part of your most intimate parts.

She started in slow strokes, one finger, rasping as she bent her body to reach your pussy better. The other hand, which was useless at the moment, traced full circles across your nipples and made you forget to breathe.

Still feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, you arched as Madison inserted two fingers at once, laughing happily at your reaction. However, your shortness of breath made her alert, and she lifted her head instantly.

"Are you okay? Shall I continue?", she whispered, not wanting the others to hear the onomatopoeia coming out of that room.

You took a deep breath, lifting your head slightly, but you couldn't say anything other than "I…"

"Use your words." Madison insisted, still whispering.

"Just fuck me, Madison Montgomery."

She smiled and took a deep breath, relieved, as she came back more calmly, but with the same intensity and euphoria in her body, introducing the same fingers inside you. She loved seeing you delivered, moaning for her and for her only. And then, after a while, you melted and came for her, sliding until Madison tasted you all over.

You took a breath and lay down side by side, with her head on your chest, smiling from ear to ear.

"Hmmm, really nice… We could do this more often, honey," she whispered, running her fingers over your exposed skin and giggling when she noticed you were flinching and getting goosebumps.

"Okay, I guess…", you whispered back. "But you're going to let me dominate next time, right?"

"All for you, my love," she said, before kissing. "You know, I don't care about missing the Seven Wonders test anymore. I already have my private Wonder right here, and I know, with all my might, that she's going to come back to me for the rest of her life. Because she is tied to me, for all eternity."

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nyrasbloodyclover · 7 months

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why is no one talking about how relatable emma's character in adult world is??? she literally locks herself in her room and drinks while writing smut about alex (evan peters)

#????#also i love that movie sm #?????? hello #evan peters #adult world #emma roberts #evan peters moodboard #evan peters smut #evan peters fanfic #evan peters x reader #ahs #american horror story

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awhorrerstory · 11 months

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Madison Montgomery x f! Reader

Warnings: Smut per usual,Soft Madison, a lot of non-canon fanfic. Madison tops

It’s been a while but I’ve been going through some stuff, hope you guys enjoy the stories!

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As the cameras started rolling, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. This was my big break, my chance to shine as a child actor on a popular Nickelodeon show.

I had been cast as the best friend of Madison Montgomery, a famous child actress who I had always admired on tv. I couldn't believe that I was going to be working alongside her, but as soon as we met, I realized that things weren't going to be as easy as I had hoped.

Madison acted like she hated me. She barely spoke to me when we were off-set, and when we were filming, she would roll her eyes and make snarky comments under her breath. It was like she couldn't stand to be around me, and I had no idea why. I tried my best to be friendly and approachable, but nothing seemed to work. It was like Madison had already made up her mind about me, and nothing I did could change that.

But then, something unexpected happened. We were filming a scene where Madison's character was supposed to comfort mine after a tough day at school, and I don't know if it was the emotion of the scene or what, but something clicked between us.

All of a sudden, Madison was opening up to me, telling me about her own struggles as a child actor and how hard it was to maintain friendships when you're constantly in the public eye. And as she spoke, I couldn't help but feel my heart beating faster.

It was then that I realized that my crush on Madison wasn't just a crush. I had real feelings for her, and I didn't know what to do about it.

But Madison seemed to be in denial about her own feelings. She still acted mean towards me, but I noticed small changes in her behavior. She would glance at me when she thought I wasn't looking, or touch my arm lightly when we were filming intimate scenes. We were both girls, and we were both confused about our sexuality. But I couldn't deny the way I felt, and I knew that Madison was struggling with her own emotions as well.

As the season progressed, we grew closer and closer, both on and off set. Madison brought me to dinner with her parents and brought me to the sets of a few films she was in. She had many relationships with guys and I never approved but just tried to be happy for her but we’d always argue more when she was dating someone. When we were 15 the show was on its final season and honestly I was scared of loosing Madi, not only was she my best friend but also the girl I loved for 2 years. Eventually, Madison couldn't deny her feelings any longer. She kissed me one day after filming in her trailer and it was like a weight had been lifted off both of our shoulders. “Please don’t tell anyone…” she whispered against my lips as they part, each of us gasping for air. “I won’t, I promise…” I say looking into her green eyes and running my hand through her dirty blonde hair. She bit her lip hesitantly, “it’s okay madi…” I whisper cupping her cheek to reassure her. I knew she had a lot of trauma and trust issues so I knew it would be hard for her to let herself trust me. She looked into my eyes for a moment, searching for dishonesty and soon enough she leaned in and kissed me again, more passionate this time as if all her life she waited for this moment. I hugged her wanting to be as close as possible with her and she placed her hands on my waist awkwardly. From then on we began dating in secret. After a year Madison was still my girlfriend and everything was going well. Our families still didn’t know about us because Madi’s wouldn’t take it well. I didn’t really have any other friends to talk to about Madison either so I just kept it to myself.

It was a regular Friday, after shooting all day Madison brought me to a restaurant for dinner. We usually have our date night today after shooting so that’s what we were doing. We talked about work and Madison told me her mom was pressuring her to try and date Peter, the actor who played Emma’s love interest on the show. I felt jealous as soon as I heard this but madi reassured me that I was the person she wanted. After we pay the bill Madison walks me to her car, hand in mine and is talking to me about her favorite movie she worked on. She was so passionate and adorable and I couldn’t help but kiss her. She kisses back of course and smiles against my lips; “If you wanted me to shut up you could’ve just said that.” She jokes as we pull apart. I giggle, “You’re just so cute when you’re passionate about something.” I tell her before getting in her car. Madison gets in too and drives us to my house to drop me off; “okay, here we are.” She says a hint of disappointment in her tone. I lean over the counsel and kiss Madison gently, her arms wrapping around me and attempting to pull me closer to her. “Madi,” I giggle as I’m basically on the shifter. She giggles back and pulls me onto her lap causing me to blush as I’m wearing a skirt. Her hands rest on my thighs as her lips continuously met mine, her breath hitches as she feels me on her, “pretty…” she mumbles kissing my neck, “what?” I ask her shifting slightly on her lap. “You’re beautiful y/n.” Madison states looking up at me. I smile and blush looking at her, her hazel eyes filled with love and something more. I kiss her again, her hands cautiously resting against my thighs. “Do you want to come up? My parents aren’t home…” I was nervous of course but I wanted to give Madison all of me. She blushes and nuzzles into the crook of my neck; “I’d like that…” She says softly. We make love for the first time that night and Madison slept over, her arms wrapped around me and holding me tight all night.

Things changed quickly. After a few weeks she started acting cold and distant. She still took me on dates and had sex with me but something was wrong. Her attitude was different. I found out she was doing hard drugs and drinking a lot, I often took care of her. One night when I was bringing her to her room she told me what happened; our producer Dave made advances towards her. I held her that night and comforted her as best as I could. From that night on Madison was different. As much as I love Madison, I know that her addiction has changed her. It hurts to see her struggle, but it's even harder to see her push me away and prioritize her drug use over our relationship. I've tried to be there for her, to support her through rehab and therapy, but it seems like she's stuck in a cycle of using and hurting those around her.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I’m so worried about losing her that I knew I had to say something…

I stood in front of her, my heart pounding in my chest and my palms sweaty. She had always been the light in my life, the one who made everything brighter and more beautiful. But now, as I looked at her, I could see the darkness creeping in around the edges.

"You can't keep doing this," I said, my voice shaking. "You're hurting yourself, and you're hurting everyone who loves you."

She looked at me with glassy eyes, and I could see the fear and anger warring within her. "I'm not hurting anyone," she spat. "I'm just having some fun."

"That's not fun," I said, my voice rising. "That's self-destruction. You're better than this, you're stronger than this. I know you are." She turns angrily, “maybe this is who I am y/n! Maybe I’m too fucked up…it’s my fault the shows getting canceled and it’s my fault you hate me-“ I took a step closer to her, reaching out to touch her arm. "I'll help you," I said. "We'll get through this together. You don't have to do it alone." She nods and hugs me. “I’m sorry…I don’t deserve you y/n��”

I really thought after that she’d stay true to her word and let me help her but she kept using and soon I found out she cheated on me at a party.

Cheating on me was a low blow, and it's made it hard for me to trust her. I know that she still loves me, but I'm not sure if that's enough. I don't want to be just a physical release for her when she's high, I want a real connection, like we used to have.

I'm torn between wanting to be there for her and wanting to protect myself from the pain she's causing me. It's a difficult situation, and I know that there are no easy answers. For now, all I can do is take things one day at a time and hope that Madison will eventually find her way back to me, and to a healthier life.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” She says over the phone. I’m hurt and angry that she didn't tell me where she was going and left me wondering if she even cared about me at all. “My parents sent me here for rehab, and after the light hit Dave they think I had something to do with it.” I can hear the annoyance in her tone but the truth is we all think she did have something to do with light killing Dave. She tells me about her partying in New Orleans but then tells me about her rehab. But as she talks, I hear a change in her voice. There's a clarity and a strength that wasn't there before. She tells me about the work she's been doing in rehab and how she's come to understand the damage she was causing through her addiction and her abuse. As i listen, I start to feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe this is a turning point for her. Maybe she can change. Maybe I can forgive her. I decide right then and there that I’ll visit her in New Orleans and see how she's doing.

When I arrive, I’m a fucking mess; Nervous and uncertain. It’s been 2 years but as soon as I see Madison, i know that something has shifted. She looks healthier than she has in a while. She hugs me tightly and tells me how much she's missed me. I can't help but smile.

Over the course of the weekend, we spend time together exploring the city and talking about everything that's happened. Madison is honest with me about the mistakes she's made and the pain she's caused. She doesn't try to make excuses or shift the blame. She takes responsibility for her actions and asks for my forgiveness. It's not an easy conversation, but it's a necessary one. As I listen to her, I finally start to see the girl I fell in love with again. The one who was kind and funny and caring, though sometimes a bitch. I start to remember why i loved her in the first place.

She introduces me to her classmates at her new school, Miss Robichaux's Academy. They all had a certain aura about them - a kind of otherworldly energy that I couldn't quite place. Madison, always one to pick up on my confusion, quickly explained that these were her roommates at the school which was a boarding house for witches.

At first, I couldn't believe it. My childhood best friend and ex-girlfriend, a witch? It sounded like something out of a fantasy novel. But as I watched her move a pencil across the table with a flick of her wrist, I knew it was true.

"How long have you known?" I asked, still in shock. "Since I was a kid," she replied with a shrug. "It's just part of who I am."

I couldn't help but feel a little scared. What if she used her powers for something dangerous? But then she lit a candle with a wave of her hand, and I couldn't help but be impressed.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask her softly. “And how would I do that? Y/n guess what? I can move shit with my mind! Yeah that would’ve went well.” She rolls her eyes. I sigh and take her hand in mine, “you know I wouldn’t tell anyone…” I say to her gently. She shrugs.

As we talked, she showed me more of what she could do. She levitated a book off the shelf and made it spin in mid-air. She even conjured up a small flame in the palm of her hand. It was all so surreal, but at the same time, it felt like we were just two old friends catching up. And in a way, we were. Despite the fact that she was a witch, she was still the same person I had known since childhood. As the night wore on, I found myself growing more and more curious about her powers. And who knows, maybe there was a little part of me that wished I could do those things too. But for now, I was content just watching in awe as she worked her magic. Zoe and I grew close and Cordelia, the headmistress, said I was always welcome and that Madison hasn’t been this talkative since she got there.

The whole week was amazing and I grew to care about all of them. I could tell Madison was jealous but I know it’s because of her trust issues and insecurities so I just try to reassure her in small ways.

During the week we’d watch movies in Madison’s room and she’d fall asleep cuddled up to me. I didn’t have the heart to leave her and when I tried to go back to the rental one night Madison sleepily clung on to me so I stayed.

The night before I was supposed to leave Madison showed up at my door. I stand there, frozen in shock as I watch her standing in front of me, drenched in the rain. Memories of our past flood my mind, the good times and the bad. I remember the day she left me, the day she turned to drugs, and the day I gave up on her. But now, seeing her in this vulnerable state, I can't help but feel a surge of emotions.

“Please stay…” she mumbles looking at me desperately. I want to hold her, comfort her, and tell her that everything is going to be alright. But at the same time, I know that it's not going to be easy. I take a deep breath and step forward, wrapping my arms around her. She sobs into my chest, and I can feel her shaking with fear and uncertainty. I stroke her hair and whisper softly, "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

Madison kisses me softly, her hands resting in my hair as we do, her lips soft and needy for mine. I pull her into the rented house and we kiss passionately for a good 3 minutes until she pushes me against the kitchen island. She begins to kiss my neck and I tug at her jacket; “M-madi-“ I moan her out her nickname as I arch my back slightly wanting to be close to her. “Haven’t heard that in a while…” She says kissing me again as I take off her jacket and throw it to the floor. I look at the movie star, her eyes searching mine, “you chickening out already y/n?” Madison teases, a sense of nervousness laced in her tone. I shake my head and hold her close as she kisses me, “It’s just…It’s been a while for me…” I mumble nervously. Madison hums, “How long?” She asks gently as she pulls away and takes my hand, walking with me through the house. “Well…since we broke up.” I say truthfully. Madison looks at me in surprise and I take the minute to lead her to my room and I look at her, “two years?” She asks in surprise , “yea…” I mumble shyly. She kisses me again, “Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.” She says as she pushes me on the bed. I blush looking up at Madison as she looks at me lustfully. She kisses me again, the kiss soon becomes sloppy and desperate as Madi straddles my waist.

My hands grip the sides of her thighs before traveling up to her hips, she subtly rolls her hips, before she pulls away to tug at the hem of my shirt and I pull away from the kiss to allow her to push it away. Her eyes lock with the blue bra I had on, which happens to be her favorite color. Madison takes a breath before she kisses me again, the kiss more loving and passionate this time, her lips pressing against mine repeatedly. “Fuck y/n…” She curses as she cups my breasts over my bra. I feel a sudden jolt of arousal when her hand skillfully slipped under my back and unclipped my bra and I couldn’t help but moan at the feeling. I look at the blonde breathless as our eyes meet just before she takes my nipple into her warm mouth. I gasp and my hands automatically slip into her hair as she sucks and lightly trails her teeth over my right breast before moving onto the left. She pulls away to kiss me and I take the opportunity to slip my hands under her shirt that read ‘bite me’. I decide to take the advice of the shirt and begin to suck and bite along her neck causing her to moan softly. I push her shirt up past her small perky breasts and I bite my lip realizing she’s not wearing a bra. She grabs my jaw and pulls me into another hungry kiss as I blindly grope her boobs, “fuck…I missed you so much.” Madison mumbles before our lips met again. I pull away from her slightly to kiss down her chest and run my tongue over her hard nipple before sucking on it. Madison groans and throws her head back in pleasure and as I’m distracted by her she pushes me back on the bed roughly and pulls down my shorts and panties in one go. “Do you want this?” Madison asks gently as she kisses my cheek and along my jaw, her body settling between my thighs, “yes.” I reply, wanting her to touch me desperately. She hums and begins to grind herself against me causing both of us to moan. “God…you feel so good…” Madison mumbles. I hum and pull down her shorts leaving her in her panties. She looks at me and smirks at me under her as she straddles my thigh. She begins to rub herself against my thigh desperately as she kisses me, her hips moving quickly as her panties began to dampen, her wetness on my thigh. “Fuck…” Madison moans, her nails digging into my shoulders as she desperately rubs her clit against my flexed thigh. I kiss her again, keeping her close as she pleasures herself. I place my hands on her thighs to help her and she whimpers in response and drags her nails down my back, her thighs tightening around mine as she moans out, “baby I’m close…” she mumbles before kissing along my jaw. I hum and turn her head so our lips connect and she curses as she cums in her panties, moaning out my name pornographically as she rides out her high.

“We weren’t even fully naked…” I say smirking at her. She rolls her eyes, “shut up or I won’t let you cum. I haven’t actually been with someone who can make me cum in a while so…” she admits while pushing me fully onto the bed and pulling my leg around her waist as she kisses me passionately. She rubs herself against me causing my breath to hitch and she rubs my nipples as I pull down her panties and her hands go to mine and do the same for me then slipping her fingers through my wet folds, slowly running down my slit, and into my hole cautiously. “Are you ready?” She asks softly as she kisses at my cheek and jaw, “yes.” I respond, rubbing her sides and breasts. She begins to suck at my neck and kiss me as her fingers enter my wetness with ease. “Madi-“ I gasp as her fingers moved in and out of me slowly at first but gradually going faster and faster, “Mads…mmm~” She smirks and kisses me before fucking me harder, her thumb going to rub my neglected clit, “Ah! Madison!” I moan out, as she touches the twitching bud. Madison chuckles and keeps going while matching her pace, “take it baby…you’re such a good little slut for me hmm?” I lost it at her words, moaning and gripping onto Madison’s back as my body shook with pleasure, my pussy clenching and soaking her fingers with my juices, “still such a good girl for me y/n.” She mumbles as she continues to rub my clit and slowly fuck me with her fingers, “so hot…” she mumbles kissing me once more before pulling her fingers out of me and licking them clean, my body shuttering from the loss. “Madi…” I mumble out totally fucked. She kissed me before laying on my shoulder, her lips pressing against the skin of my neck every now and then as she rubbed my hips and mumbled sweet nothings. I got up to pee and wash up and madison followed me doing the same. After we shower together we get back into bed and watch horror movies until we fell asleep, Madison’s arms wrapped around me and her head resting atop of mine. The next day we went back to the coven where Madi asked Cordelia if I could stay with them for a while. Delia knew how happy I made Madison so she agreed making us both happy.

#smut #gxg #lesbian #emma roberts #madison montgomery imagine #madison montgomery #ahs coven #ahs #american horror story #ahs imagine

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michaelangdonsslut · 2 months

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𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 // 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞

hey pookies! here's the first chapter of tales of the shadows ౨ৎ

please read the introduction post before reading this chapter!

hope u enjoy <3

𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 : 1.5k

no warnings! (yet hehe)

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- 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐻𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐸 .

Riley Bennett felt the wind brushing her face faintly as she opened the window to her dad's car. It was a cloudy Wednesday morning when they finally decided to move all the way across the country.

Riley was a 17 year old troubled teenage girl who often struggled with fitting into her new surroundings.

They were a typical wealthy family from LA and had everything, so why did they decide to move to a small town in Massachusetts? This is what Riley has been wondering all the time ever since her dad talked about moving to Chesterfield. "I don't even know why we have to move here It's so cloudy and looks boring. I already miss LA and my friends.", Riley said nonchalantly looking at the window trying to look for anything interesting about this town. "Come on Riley don't be so grumpy, it can't be that bad!" her dad tried to reassure her but it didn't really work. She was going to miss LA and there was nothing they could say about it.

About 20 minutes later, they finally arrived in front of the house. It was a beautiful Victorian house, a mix of light pink and dark blue, and Riley couldn't help but admire the huge house in front of her. It looked so old and vintage, that house actually reminded her of Coraline, she loved this movie as a child. “ So what do we think ?” Mr Bennett looking smiled at Riley knowing how much she loved old fashioned houses. " This house is beautiful Peter, and look Riley there's a swing!", said Mrs. Bennett eagerly. "I'm not a little girl anymore mom I don't really care about that" , Riley said rolling her eyes as the family parked in the driveway. “And besides, this house looks kinda haunted.” Mrs. Bennett scoffed taking her sunglasses off. After some time, they finally get out of the car and start grabbing their stuff from the car boot when a lady approaches them. "Hello, I'm Dina the real estate agent! I'm here to show you around the house" A huge smile was plastered on her face as if she was happy someone was finally interested in this house.

" Oh hello! I'm Peter Bennett and this is my wife Marie " they both shake Dina's hand, her smile never leaving her face. " It's really nice to meet you. Oh and I suppose this is your beautiful little sweetheart ", she says as she walks over to Riley; " Uh yeah. I'm Riley. " Dina shakes Riley's hand and Riley can't help but find her a bit... eccentric .

“ All right, I’ll show you the inside of the house right now !” Mrs. Bennett smiled eagerly looking at her husband with stars in her eyes.

The family stepped into the foyer, greeted by the grandeur of a bygone era. High ceilings adorned with intricate molding loomed overhead, while a majestic staircase beckoned from the center of the room. Sunlight filtered through stained glass windows, casting a warm, ethereal glow. Dina, with a practiced smile, gestured towards the sprawling rooms adorned with ornate details - antique chandeliers, mahogany wainscoting, and a fireplace steeped in history. A sense of both elegance and mystery enveloped them as they took in the timeless beauty of their potential new home.

"This house is goddamn beautiful. We're taking it!" , said Ms. Bennett eagerly with a huge smile of anticipation.

"Yes, this house sure is beautiful although I must mention, it comes with a bit of a past." Dina seemed unsure and anxious, but she kept going; " full disclosure requires that I tell you about what happened to the previews owners.

“Jesus, don’t tell me they died in this house did they?” Mrs. Bennett turned around to look over at Dina with a concerned look plastered on her face. "Yes actually, both of them died here. Murder-suicide. I sold them the house too. They were the sweetest couple. You never really know what happens behind those walls I guess.

"That explains why this house is half the price of every other house in neighborhood I guess." Mr Bennett sighted, crossing his arms.

“Where did it happen?” Riley asked curiously.

“In the attic.”

Riley pauses for a second, a smirk forming on her face as she decides to speak up; “ We’re taking it.”

After the initial excitement of choosing their new home, the Bennett family embarked on the task of settling into their Victorian mansion. As they unloaded boxes and furniture from the moving truck, Riley couldn't contain her curiosity about the attic. She'd always been drawn to mysteries and the thought of living in a house with a dark past only fueled her intrigue.

Once they finished moving the essentials into the house, Riley dashed up the grand staircase, eager to explore every nook and cranny. She pushed open the attic door, the creaking hinges echoing in the vast space. The attic was dimly lit, dust particles dancing in the sunlight that filtered through the small windows. Old trunks and forgotten relics littered the space, each one holding a piece of history.

Riley's eyes widened with excitement as she imagined all the stories hidden within these walls. She spent hours rummaging through the forgotten treasures, uncovering vintage clothing, dusty books, and antique toys. Despite the tragic events that occurred here, Riley felt a strange sense of belonging, as if the house welcomed her with open arms.

As the days passed, the Bennett family settled into their new life in Chesterfield. Riley's room became her sanctuary, a reflection of her eclectic personality. She adorned the walls with vintage posters and fairy lights, transforming the space into a cozy retreat. She spent hours scouring antique shops and thrift stores, searching for unique pieces to add to her collection.

One afternoon, while exploring the local flea market, Riley stumbled upon a mysterious key hidden amongst a pile of trinkets. Intrigued, she purchased it for a few dollars, wondering what secrets it might unlock. When she returned home, Riley headed straight for the attic, her heart pounding with excitement.

She searched every nook and cranny until she found a small locked chest hidden beneath a pile of old newspapers. With trembling hands, she inserted the key into the rusty lock, the mechanism clicking open with a satisfying sound. Inside, she discovered a collection of letters tied with a faded ribbon.

As Riley read through the letters, she uncovered the tragic love story of the previous owners. Their words painted a picture of a forbidden romance torn apart by societal expectations and family obligations. Riley felt a pang of sadness for the couple, their lives cut short by tragedy.

And as she looked out the attic window, watching the sun set over the sleepy town of Chesterfield, Riley saw a shadow lurking behind the trees, It was like someone was staring at her. She rubbed her eyes thinking she probably hallucinated, and just like that, the shadow was gone.

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As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sleepy town of Chesterfield, Riley found herself drawn to the attic once again. She climbed the stairs with a sense of anticipation, eager to lose herself in the stories of the past. But as she reached the top, she was met with an unexpected sight—a boy standing in the dimly lit space, his silhouette illuminated by the fading light.

"Who are you?" Riley asked, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

The boy turned to face her, his features obscured by the shadows. "I'm Andy," he said, his voice soft and haunting. "I live next door."

Riley took a step closer, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. Andy's appearance was striking, with tousled hair and dark brown eyes that seemed to hold a hint of sadness. He reminded her of a character from one of her favorite movies, mysterious and enigmatic.

"What are you doing up here?" Riley asked, her voice tinged with suspicion.

Andy shrugged, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Just exploring," he said. "I like to come up here and think."

Riley nodded, her curiosity piqued. She had always been drawn to people who were different, who didn't fit into the mold of society. And there was something about Andy that intrigued her, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Are you new here?" Andy asked, breaking the silence that had settled between them.

Riley nodded. "Yeah, my family just moved in a few weeks ago. What about you?"

Andy smiled wistfully. "I've lived here my whole life," he said. "But I've never really felt like I belong."

Riley understood the feeling all too well. She had spent her entire life searching for a place where she truly felt at home, a place where she could be herself without judgment.

"Well, you're not alone," Riley said, her voice soft but determined. "We can be outsiders together."

Andy's eyes sparkled with gratitude, and for the first time in a long time, Riley felt a sense of connection—a bond forged in the darkness of the attic.

"You should probably leave now tho, before my parents see you here and call the cops thinking you're here to rob us or something", she giggled slightly, looking at the boy right in front of her who's been smiling at her. It was like he was admiring her, feeling safe by her presence.

He got up and left the attic without saying a word to her, leaving the house so quietly It was like he was never there.

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a/n : idrk what to think of this but i truly hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, lmk if you wanna be in the taglist !!

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kaiscumsock · 10 months

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if ‘when emma falls in love’ is about emma roberts (known friend of taylor) and taylor wrote it in the 2010s that means this song is also about evan peters

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robertpattinsonslut · 2 years

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𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 (Cedric Diggory)

Series Masterlist!

Warnings: Violence, Sexual Language, Smut!18+, Alcohol/Drug using, Steph has both Daddy and Mommy issues. Draco being a dick as always.

Pairing: Cedric A. Diggory x Fem!Oc!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst ( Enemies to Lovers), Smut.

Summary: Stephenie Malfoy is known as the first daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. She is attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy and she is in her sixth year at the time. Stephanie or "Steph" as she likes to be called by her friends, on the first day of her sixth year gets seated next to a Hufflepuff boy who she hates from her heart, but the feeling is not mutual.

A/N: Hi guys! I got a request for this and I liked the idea of it sadly I lost the request but whoever sent it I hope you like it!

Playlist

Prologue coming soon!

Moodboards!

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #cedric diggory smut #cedric diggory #draco lucius malfoy #cedric diggory x reader #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy x sister!reader #slytherin #hufflepuff #rawenclaw #gryffindor #slytherpuff #robert pattinson x y/n #robert pattinson smut #tom felton #emma watson

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olivers-tinybrokenheart · 1 year

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Evan Peters UMASS Interview on Vimeo

im a die hard fan and ive never seen some of these clips, hes so funny istg, WATCH IT ALL YOU WILL NOT REGRET

#evan peters #evan peters smut #baeissofunny #he says he fantised about choking emma roberts #they ask him his turn ons?

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mxlti-fand0m-imaginess · 2 years

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Maggie Esmerelda Masterlist

Dating The Emmas Would Include

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eddies-ashtray · 2 years

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#wait #i’m thirst watching adult world #bc evan peters #and emma roberts is a virgin writing smut #with inspiration from the pretty boy she works with #(evan peters)#and i #me

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mypoisonedvine · 9 months

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awhorrerstory · 1 year

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Return

Brooke Thompson x f! Reader

After Redwood, Brooke went to jail. I went to see her as much as I wanted to but I knew I couldn’t all the time. We called the days I couldn’t visit and I wrote to her. When they told us she was getting executed I felt my heart shatter and ran over to my girlfriend immediately.

“Y/n, I promise I didn’t Do it, please…”

She sobs against my shirt holding me tight,

“I know Brooke, I’ve never doubted you.”

I tell her kissing her temple as fear built inside me, I couldn’t lose her, she’s my world.

“Hands off.” The guard says to Brooke grabbing her hands and putting them behind her back. I grab her face and kiss her passionately and she kisses me back, “I love you y/n, I love you so much…” she says between sobs as we’re pulled away from each other,

“Brooke, I love you too, I’ll wait for you.” I say as my hand is pulled away from her face and she’s pulled away from me completely. When they take her away I completely break down and curse myself for letting her go to that camp or not going with her. Brooke asked me to be in that room, she wanted to be as close to me as possible and wanted to be close to me in the end. I sat in the front next to the real killer and her husband and after Brooke was talking to her she looked to my side; “y/n, I think you’re there, if you are I just want you to know that you’re everything to me and that you’re always going to be the love of my life. I wish we had time for more but you know…just…goodbye baby…” She says softly placing her hand on the glass. I place mine over hers a few moments before she pulls hers away and I watch as she gets pulled to the chair,

“n-no Brooke…” I begin to sob as I see my girlfriend being injected;

“Brooke! Brooke!“ I start yelling and banging against the glass. The guards grab me and i struggle in their grasp. Of course they escorted me home where I cried over my dead girlfriend. I look at the promise ring She gave me before she left saying she’d stay loyal. I hugged her and told her I loved her before we went to bed that night, knowing I’d miss her and she’d be gone for a while. My anxieties of her leaving me were intense but she promised me it would be okay. I wish we could’ve gotten married or have made love but maybe it would’ve made this so much more painful.

I’ve called out of work for a few weeks so I could mourn and I cuddled one of Brooke’s sweaters for comfort. I thought of everything we could’ve been and what we could’ve had but then thought of how it was all taken away from me.

-a month later-

I hear the doorbell ring and get out of bed. It was midnight and raining I don’t know who it could be. I look through the peep hole and couldn’t believe my eyes. Standing there was the woman I’ve been in love with for 2 years now, who was supposed to be dead.

I open the door, my eyes wide as I look at Brooke. She was soaked wearing a red jacket and black top and black jeans, blood on her forehead but otherwise okay. I stood there frozen in shock when Brooke let herself in and closed the door;

“it’s raining.” She says, her hand not leaving the doorknob.

“B-Brooke…” I whisper as my hand cups her cheek. She was soft and warm like I remember and I felt a tear slip down my face. She wipes my tear away and kisses me gently proving to me this was my girlfriend. I hold her face in my hands and move my hands to her hair causing her to jump slightly,

“I’m sorry baby are you okay?” I ask worriedly. She nods and I pull my hand away slowly seeing blood, “Brooke…” “it’s nothing don’t worry, just a scratch compared to last time.” She says with a soft smile. I bring her to our bathroom upstairs and take off her wet clothes causing her to shiver slightly. I grabbed a towel on the shower rod and put it around her bare shoulders. She held it close as I get some stuff to clean her up. I clean up her cut and we go to our room. “Listen y/n, I’m not the same as before…” I nod, “it’s okay Brooke, I just missed you so much, I’ll always love you.” I say stroking her cheek. She nods and stands up, “good.” She states as she pulls away her towel. “I need help with this.” She says pointing to a bandage with blood on it;

“shit Brooke,” “don’t worry, we just need to change the bandage.” She says pulling me towards our room. She hands my the supplies and lays down, “okay just peel it up,” I obey her and peel the bandage up, “take the old one out,” I do, “put the new one in.” I finish and look at the wound, “what happened baby?” I asked her gently as I cover it back up.

She told me everything that happened as we cuddled. She was tense talking about it (obviously) but told me everything. I held her through whatever she told me. After she finished talking I held her and cried, all of my emotions finally releasing. I feel her stroking my hair and kissing my temple every few minutes causing me to relax after a few moments, “are you really here Brooke?” I ask her softly squeezing her slightly. “I am, I promise.” She says moving my face away from the crook of my neck. “Brooke,” I stare into her green eyes and feel my heart melt looking into her soul. I feel Brooke’s hand cupping my cheek, stroking it gently with her thumb, “I’m not going anywhere okay?”

She says softly before biting her lip nervously and going towards me for a kiss. I reciprocate immediately and she pulls me closer. I feel one of her hands on my waist the other still against my cheek moving to the back of my neck to guide the kiss. I hear Brooke moan slightly as our tongues meet. I’ve never heard her like that. I feel Brooke tug at my sweatshirt and I gasp against her lips honestly surprised at her action; “Brooke…” I mumble out, “I-I know this isn’t like me but…god you’re all I’ve wanted for 3 years and I want you. So so bad…”

she kisses me again and I feel her begin to kiss down my jaw and to my neck, “I thought you wanted-ah-“ I gasp as she reaches a spot on my neck, causing Brooke to smirk and suck at it slightly, “oh Brooke…” I moan gripping her hair, “I’ve tried that, first time didn’t go so well and I almost died twice now. I don’t want to waste anymore time.” She says softly, “marry me.”

She says looking up at me her eyes looking at me seriously, “yes.” I say beginning to tear up and pull her into a kiss again. She starts to press wet, warm kisses down my neck, the odd but enticing sensation sparks a wave of heat that settles down in my core. “You’re so gorgeous you know?” Brooke says smiling softly at me causing me to blush harder somehow. I help her pull the sweatshirt off and she bites her lip as she looks at my full breasts. I throw my head back letting out a loud moan once her amazing mouth meets my breasts. Her mouth encases one of my nipples, the wet warm sensation sending a surge of pleasure to spread throughout my body, the way her tongue flicks and sucks my pink nub makes me start to loose all my hesitations about this and finally figure out that this is what Brooke wants. “Brooke yes, that feels so good…” I whimper my fingers gently grasping at her dark brown locks.

“Good, Montana told me about this but I sure wasn’t sure, I was hoping it would be good-“ “it’s amazing, keep going.” She nods then swaps her attention to my other nipple, using her fingers to tweak the nipple that she had just sucked. “Sorry.” She mumbles with a blush causing me to giggle at the small flare of old shy rambling Brooke. She releases my nipple with a pop, she then starts to kiss down my stomach while she uses her hands to remove my sleeping shorts, staring at my green panties,

“my favorite, that’s convenient.” I giggle at my fiancé as her head dips farther down spreading open mouthed kisses along my stomach and down my legs. I can start to feel my arousal start to drip out of my core, as I can feel her hot breath getting closer to the place I needed her the most. “Fuck Brooke please…” I feel her pull down my panties and she looks at me, “shit…” she mumbles, “you’re drenched baby.” I whimper at her words as she dives into my pussy, making me scream out in pleasure as I finally get to feel the touch of Brooke’s tongue. “Fuck! Just like that Brookie” I cry out as I clamp my legs around her head, keeping her face buried into my weeping cunt. She lets out a low moan at the feeling of my legs around her neck, the vibrations sending a pleasurable jolt right through me. I feel something start to press into my entrance and slowly push into me, I let out a small hiss at the odd feeling but after a few moments of getting adjusted to it I start to thrust my hips back and forth, fucking myself desperately against Brooke’s fingers,

“oh my god Brooke.” I groan letting myself get overwhelmed by my need to be fucked so I meet each thrust of her fingers with a thrust of my hips, while making sure her mouth doesn’t stray from sucking my clit. Moans of her name and the grip in Brooke’s hair is all I can think about as the built up pressure on my stomach intensifies, “Brooke, I’m fucking cumming! Brooke oh-“ I feel myself riding her tongue as I orgasm, Brooke letting out sounds of pleasure as she continues to lap up her meal. I begin to stroke her hair as she continues to lap up my juices. “B-Brooke…”

I whimper as she smiles softly at me. “Shit that was hot…” she mumbles laying on my stomach, “fuck…Brooke, I love you.” I say stroking her cheek. “Love you too.” She says, “is it okay if I touch myself?” Brooke asks looking at me, “I’m just…I’m so wet and I need, fuck…” she blushes intensely and shakes her head, “I need to be fucked baby…” Brooke says shyly. I feel myself blush hard hearing my girlfriend’s words, “wait Brooke, I have something…” I say shyly. She nods and lays next to me as I lean to the bedside table and take out my green vibrator, “can I use this on you?“ I ask her nervously. “Y-yeah…” she says causing me to smile and kiss her perfect lips. I take off her belt then pull down her pants seeing her soaked black underwear, “sorry I didn’t know about today-“ “it’s okay baby.” I say smiling softly at Brooke. I place the vibrator against the wet spot where her clit was causing her to jolt when I turned it on, “oh-mm-“ She begins to squeeze her thighs together as she’s pleasured causing me to giggle as I move between them and begin to kiss Brooke as I rub the vibrator against her clit. “Ahhh Fuck y/n, shit oh my god!”

Brooke begins to hump my hand and grabs at her own tits through her bra causing her to moan loudly, “I’m cumming! Oh my god!” Brooke moans as her underwear turns a darker black, “shit…sorry…” mumbles softly, “it’s okay Brookie.” I say rubbing her sides my hands sliding up to her breasts and pushing up her bra rubbing her already erect nipples of her small breasts, “oh-“ she whimpers immediately. I begin to kiss her harder as I take the vibrator with my free hand once again and circle her nipples causing her to whimper. I smirk against Brooke causing her to grip my shoulder, I trace the toy slowly down her chest and stomach before slowly going to her thigh and then her drenched core.

“Please take them off y/n, please baby.” Brooke begged causing a heat to burn once again in my core. I pull her underwear down and she flings them off somewhere among the room. I spread her lower wet lips and press the toy directly on her sensitive bubble of nerves. She jolts and whimpers immediately, “y/n, oh my god…it-it agh-“ she whimpers and lets out a strangled cry as I begin to tease her throbbing entrance with one of my fingers, “have you ever masturbated Brooke?” I ask her moving the vibrator slowly against her clit as I began to finger her slowly. “Y-yes, when I was in prison I used to a lot, even when we were together you’d do stuff to t-turn me on and-and I couldn’t help myself-ah.” She throws her head back in pleasure as I rub her clit with the vibe and finger her slowly. I bite my lip and add another finger, watching her reactions closely. “What did you think about Brookie?”

I ask her innocently causing her to moan, “I-um I- thought of you humping my sweatshirt or my thigh and choking from my hand wrapped around your neck as you ride me.“ I slip in one of my fingers into her again, “oh please-“ she stops as I pound into her, sliding in one finger, then another. Moving them easily inside her wet pussy, “Brooke…” I moan softly panting against her ear. She curses and moves my hips against her thigh causing me to whimper at my overstimulated clit, “I want you to cum too.”

She says breathlessly and I whimper as I begin to bounce on Brooke’s thigh. She makes me hump her faster and I moan louder and louder as my wetness drips onto her thigh, “oh my god oh my god Brooke…” I whimper before I move her leg and position myself so our cores are against each other and the vibrator touching both of us, our moans in sync as we hump into each other. “Brooke!” I moan leaning my forehead against hers and kissing her as I ride out my orgasm. Brooke moans and whimpers as she follows me right after, her hands pulling me against her chest, our bodies twitching because of the still active vibrator. I reach between us and Brooke trembles as I remove the toy, “I-shit that was…”

she mumbles her fingers playing with my hair, “it was amazing.” I say to her softly. We both just lay with each other, her arms around me and her head resting on mine, “I love you Brooke.” I mumble panting. “Love you too y/n.” She says back turning us on our sides and closing her eyes as she held me.

#ahs #brooke thompson #gxg #ahs 1984 #american horror story #smut #Emma Roberts

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kai-anderson-whore · 8 months

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Hi!!! Could you do an imagine where y/n is the first serious girlfriend he’s had since Emma so she’s insecure and she gets hate because she’s a good bit younger and has to deal with the fact Evan and Emma still work together on AHS so their fans still want them together. Lots of fluff with a touch of smut? Thanks!!!

Insecure of the ex (Evan peters x fem reader slight smut)

Warnings: hate comments, doubting a relationship, being compared to an ex, smut, heavy kissing, p in v sex nothing too major, fluff

Word count: 1,4k

A/n: in my flop era xoxox

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The dim light lit up the room the coffee cup in your hand, your phone in the other. Evan your boyfriend of two years sat on the other side on the room watching tv. You had just posted a picture of you both on instagram it was a picture one of your friends took when out for dinner you were cuddling into Evan, his lips on your head hugging you close with the caption "here's to two whole years with you my love, and many more 💕💕".

You loved the picture one of your favourites. You received nice comments from your close friends and family congratulating you both on the milestone. But you couldn't help but notice the negative comments. "They won't last any longer", "I miss Emma", "he's probably going to go back with Emma", "she's so much more younger than him probably only with him for the money", "god I hate her #evan&emma". You knew you shouldn't have let it bother you but it did.

Sure you were a couple of years younger than Evan five years to be precise but you weren't with him for his money. You loved Evan you both met at a convention and hit it off from then on sure it wasn't too long after his split from Emma roberts. He still worked closely with her in ahs which did make you feel unsettled but you learned to get on with it since Evan loved working on the show despite his ex girlfriend being there too.

But the comments on each post didn't stop you from getting into your head. You wondered why he was with you, was he just using you to get over Emma and you were just sticking around to something that means nothing to him. You didn't know. Every time Evan was filming for ahs you knew Emma would be there and with their history you didn't know if there was still feelings or not between them. Their fan ship them more than you and Evan it was just something you learned to become accustomed with.

You glanced over at Evan his eyes focused on the screen in front of him. "What time is it?"you asked you already knew the time it was past midnight already but you wanted him to notice. "Twelve fifteen- oh happy anniversary babe" he says after pulling out his phone getting off his seat giving you a kiss on the lips. But you couldn't help but feel hurt at the fact you had to tell him.

"What's this?" Evan asked his eyes glued to your phone. 'Shit' you thought you forgot to lock out phone so he wouldn't see all the comments. "It's nothing Evan really" you tried to dismiss but Evan wasn't having it. "Come on let's see the post it's obviously us" he smiled taking your phone from your hand his smile grew at the picture remembering the day clearly.

With a short scroll of his thumb his boyish smile dropped seeing all the horrible hate comments you were receiving for the first time. Evan's brows scrunched in confusion reading all the comments. "How long has this been going on for?" He asked the tears pricked your eyes uncontrollably you felt like you couldn't breathe.

"Almost the whole of our relationship, I delete the comments so no one can see but there's so many of them" you started to sob. "Sometimes I think they're right what do you see in me Evan, they're obsessed with you and Emma I can never compare to her" you started to sob. Evan just placed your phone down engulfing you in his arms.

He smelled of your favourite cologne hints of wood, tobacco and citrus notes it was all so comforting to you. Your tears staining his white t-shirt but Evan didn't care about that all he cared was making you feel better and putting a stop to these comments. "Listen to me" he started cupping your chin so you can meet the gaze of his brown eyes.

"They might be obsessed with me and Emma and can't get it in their heads we're history. But I'm obsessed with you okay your the best thing that's happened to me what I see in you is a beautiful, smart, independent woman who loves me just as much as I love her and no dumb comments will change that you can't compare to Emma because your better and I mean that". His words made you cry more but a smile crept on your lips which Evan didn't hesitate to kiss.

"I love you so much Evan I'm sorry for-" you tried apologised which Evan placed his index finger to your lips shushing you. "Don't apologise you have nothing to be sorry for it's natural to get upset and let these comments get to your head and I know me working with Emma still isn't necessarily helping but your the only one for me". you could see the hurt in his eyes Evan hated seeing you upset. Nodding your head you whisper a small "I'll stop apologising" to him before burying yourself back into his arms.

"I'll put a stop to these comments I'll log back into my instagram account and say something I promise" he added kissing the top of your head. You still felt shitty these comments really have took it's toll on you. "Hey look at me" you looked up at Evan again who placed a kiss on your lips, "I - promise- I'll- sort- this" he said in between kisses. His lips continued to kiss you your hands roamed his hair. His body pushing you further down on the couch slotting himself between your legs.

A giggle escaped your lips Evan took those thoughts away a smile once again invaded your lips, "there's that beautiful smile" he sighed happily. His lips peppered themselves along your neck, your head moved to the side slightly giving him more access to you. "Happy anniversary babe" he mumbles against the hot skin of your neck. "Happy anniversary" you sigh in satisfaction completely forgetting about those comments you knew they shouldn't matter all that matters is you and Evan.

His hand roamed your body slipping under your sweater feeling every curve. His lips continued its work along your neck and collarbones. "Evan" you hummed desperately, Evan knew what you wanted and wasted no time in giving you it helping you out your sweater and sweatpants leaving you in just your undergarments. Evan then proceeded to remove the remaining articles of clothing from his body, you took the time on getting completely bare for him showing him every curve and shadow of your body.

"How did I get so Lucky with you" he smiles his eyes drinking all your beauty before him. He slotted himself back between your legs your arms wrapped around his neck, your legs hooking along his waist. Evan gave himself a few tugs before lining himself up with your entrance. Your body quivered as he started pushing into you slowly.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as evan thrusted into you in a slow passionate way. Your arms still wrapped around his neck bringing him down to meet your lips. Your lips moved in sync swallowing each others moans. Wanting to be more closer to him if that was even physically possible. “I love you so much” he whispered against your swollen lips bringing his back upon your own.

Soon enough you felt that knot form within you. Evan picked up the pace a little more bringing you closer to the edge. Your moans got louder as you came undone beneath Evan. He stopped for a moment drinking you in a smile forming on his lips, “god you so beautiful” he thought out loud coming down from your high Evan started to chase his own high coming undone on top of you.

You both felt limp laying on the couch not saying anything just trying to collect yourselves. Evan had his arm slung over your frame a small smile on your lips completely forgetting about the comments. “I’ll sort all that out I promise” he broke the silence nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck placing a lazy kiss there. “I know thank you Evan” you sighed tracing your fingertips along his back.

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Callum Turner x Reader - The match-maker (Pt. 1)

AN: A few months ago (oopsie), someone requested that I write about Y/N meeting Callum Turner through Austin Butler, a common friend. TW: none except maybe drama regarding past relationships. No smut.

I've changed the set from L.A that was originally requested to New York but it's only to squeeze in gowns and a red (pinkish?) carpet. Part 2 will be up very soon.

If you have any requests, do send a message, I love receiving them. I take requests on Hozier, Callum Turner and Robert Pattinson mostly but feel free to contact me for whoever :)

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Y/N could count on Austin to get her through ups and downs. Ever since they had met in primary school back in Anaheim, they had grown a strong relationship. They had been through so much together and considered each other to be like brother and sister. When Y/N was not at Austin’s, then it was Austin being at Y/N’s house.

If at some point, they had thought of getting together as they knew each other so well and had grown out to be beautiful young people besides being beautiful souls, they had abandoned the idea as they cherished their friendship too much for any of the drama. That being said, they LOVED talking about their more or less chaotic experiences when it came to the subject of relationships. Austin had far more luck on that one than her as, after being with Vanessa Hudgens for so long, he had found his significant other responding by the name of Kaia Gerber.

Kaia was great to her best friend and Y/N sensed that she was ready to commit to such a relationship as she noticed the two blooming. For years, Y/N had nourished disastrous relationships with men, between those who cheated on her, those who needed a nurse rather than a lover and those who just ghosted her. Austin had always been there to support her through break ups and was ready for her to meet someone new that she could trust. It pained him to see her feeling less and less self-confident because of the attitude of some jerks.

*** On the set of Masters of the Airs. Newland Park, February, the 14th of 2022 ***

Austin had begun working on an upcoming TV show in which he was fulfilling one of his boyhood’s dreams of becoming a pilot. It was one of many perks of becoming an actor and he had the chance to fulfill that dream with his colleagues that he had learnt to call his friends. Among them, he mostly loved working with Callum Turner.

He had seen him in productions such as War and Peace and Emma but never had the opportunity to work with him, nor to meet him. Since the beginning of the show’s filming, the two of them had become good friends, sharing most of their time on and off set together.

They found themselves to have many shared interests but what Austin liked the most about his colleague and friend was his integrity. He had not met a humble actor like him in a while and it was a fresh view for him who had gotten used to obnoxious people in the industry.

Austin did not think of Callum to be a great match for Y/N from the beginning, nor in fact did he think of taking the role of a match-maker at all. But it struck him on a strange day, in February of 2022. Well, to put some context there, it was Valentine’s Day and Austin hated not having the opportunity to spend it with Kaia. He grunted all day about this missed chance to which Callum, always so light-hearted, made him aware that he could be happy to have a Valentine to wish it to.

Callum was not the sort of man to talk about his personal life to anyone but he had known Austin for the past seven months. He felt as though he was ready to share more information about him, such as his traumatic past when it came to dating. And of course, that resonated with what Austin was hearing from Y/N.

By 2 pm London time (6 am L.A time), Austin was trying to comfort Callum about the fact he had no Valentine to celebrate while by 9 pm London time (1 pm L.A time), Austin was receiving a text from Y/N complaining about not having a boyfriend to go on a date with. It did not take much thinking for Austin to come up with a plan.

In the next few weeks, he tried to convey some hints towards Callum, letting him know that his best friend was the greatest person he had ever met while simultaneously texting Y/N about how excited he was to be playing with no less than Callum Turner.

Mind you, Y/N had already heard of that name somewhere. It rang a bell but she did not know much about his filmography and quite frankly, did not bother looking any further than that. She was just happy that her best friend could play with someone that he apparently was fanboying over.

And Callum… What is there to say? He was completely oblivious about those hints that Austin made more and more obvious. It was as though he did not think to be worthy of her if she was as great as Austin described her to be.

Austin was convinced that the two should give it a go as Callum expressed interests for things Y/N was crazy about or that time when he mentioned that he had a dog that was looking just like Y/N’s childhood dog. And yeah, lots of people have a dog growing up and like music and photography but Austin was a sucker for a good love story. Screw that, he would be a match-maker, he decided as the Met Gala was near. He had to do something about it.

*** Met Gala. New York, May, the 2nd of 2022 ***

Finally, Austin had gotten back from the set of Masters of the Airs for a stay in New York. He was determined to enjoy his night at the Met Gala along with his girlfriend and had insisted that Callum join him, letting him know that it would do him good to go on a trip and forget about yet another date gone wrong.

It did not take much convincing as Callum was tired of staying in England for so long and had not seen New York in years because of Covid. Though he was not invited to the Met Gala, he was more than happy to attend it vicariously through his friend and his friend’s girlfriend.

It was somewhat more difficult to convince Y/N to come to New York as she was a girl from the West who only came to the East in case of an emergency. The Met Gala surely was no emergency from her but Austin could not let go of his plan that easily.

If there was something Y/N cared truly about, it was Austin of course but also her career as a photographer. And though she personally had no intention of following the Met Gala, Austin had made calls here and there to squeeze a spot as one of the official photographers of the event.

Y/N had repeatedly asked Austin not to go full-on nepotism with her as she saw him getting famous. She wanted her career to be defined only by her work and not by the people she counted as friends so when Austin told her the opportunity he had ahead of her, she first scolded him for that but it also was clear that she had no job offer as huge as this one.

She made him promise that it would be last time he interceded in her career while thanking him for the occasion. She packed her suitcase and left to the airport.

#callum turner x reader #callum turner #fluff #fanfic #met gala 2022 #austin butler as side character

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