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babycakezfix · 10 months

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🍒Favorite Fics🍒

MDNI, 18+

all of the following contain smut

Last Updated: 01/30/24

*none of these are my works, just wonderful amazing fics that ive found, all credit goes to the wonderful authors, also none of the gifs are mine💋*

ps: I will continually update when I find more gold 🫶

Joel Miller

ONESHOTS

Dangerous - enimies to lovers, post breakout, slight angst, smut

Starving - strangers to lovers, smut, slight angst, post-breakout

For Science - friends to lovers, period sex, comfort/fluff

Crave - strangers to lovers, smut, sex worker reader

stranger than a stranger - manipulation, very dark joel, NONCON, perv joel, smut

patrol - caught masturbation, patrol w/ joel, smut

lazaretto - sex pollen, feral joel, !!!!NONCON!!!!

hunger - sex pollen, dubcon, after starving you and joel eat mysterious berries, slight brat!reader, age gap

healed - injured!reader, freinds to lovers, almost noncon (but joel saves reader)

one bed - smut :), stubborn joel (as always), pining (kinda)

alone and forsaken - cockwarming, hurt/comfort, horny!reader, their desperate

buzz - dbf joel, innocent (ish) reader, alcohol, smoking weed, age gap (legal)

truth or dare - dubcon!!! (but reader initiated everything), reader had a sex dream about modurn!au joel and was dared to see how far he'd go, age gap, rough, actually disgusting :)

SERIES

his favorite girl, part i - absolutely amazing, slight smutish? guitar playing joel, no outbreak au, angst

sensational; part ii - find part one on the fic, innocent reader, friends to lovers, smut, angst

Aches - perv joel (🫶), friends to lovers, innocent reader, smut

thoughts - part 2 to aches, friends to lovers, smut

monsters - enemies to lovers-ish, joel and reader clash, reader used to be innocent but now both her and joel are kinda "monsters" as the title says, but they both have a soft spot for ellie

teeth - tension finally breaks, smut, joel makes it seem like a business transaction but they are literally in love with each other <3

one thing i'm missing - literally the sweetest, most amazing joel fic out there. soft!joel, and soft!reader, they're blind, pining, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

feelings on fire - reader is back home from college to her extremely religious parents, joel miller is the new neighbor, corruption, age gap, inexperienced/virgin reader, joel kinda scares me in this ngl

Din Djarin

ONESHOTS

First - (a03 link) virgin din, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, angst

where to start - virgin din (virgin din owns my heart), slight dom reader, fluffish

virgin mando - virgin din, shy din, slight dom reader, fluff

holy terrain - friends to lovers, sex pollen, clueless readrr, reader gets sex pollen, smut

sex pollen - sex pollen trope, fluff, smut

in the darkness - slight noncon? but enjoys it? smut, jedi reader, entering mandos dreams

midnight excursions - late night surprises, friends to lovers, awkward reader, smut, slight dom mando

just like that - virgin reader, dom mando, one bed kinda, fluff, smut

body heat - filth, absolutely wonderful, dom mando, its cold, basically anything by @absurdthirst is actually amazing, please read their whole ass masterlist 🙏🙏

blue crush - sex pollen, dubcon, rough, it's your birthday

gut wrenching - sex pollen (theres gonna be a lot of these), dubcon, thigh riding, kinda mean mando

chemical feelings - sex pollen (again), mando affected, slight voyeurism

heat - broken air conditioning and forced proximity

to be taken care of - drunk!mando, soft din, drunk sex, feeeelinggss

just a little taste - inexperienced!din, brothel, sex work (but not reader)

focus - telepathic reader, established situationship, slight dom!din, fantasies

cherry waves - sex pollen, affected!reader, mando lends a helping hand

cutting it close - din and reader are bounty hunting in a busy club, they cant be seen, fake dating-ish?

somno - very!dark!din, NONCON, somnophilia, alcoholic reader

one stowaway, why not two - sex pollen, bounty!reader, service top din, helmet stays on, dubcon

take good care - sex pollen, dubcon, service top din, this is so good, please read

deep into the wilderness - sex pollen, dubcon, din gets bit by a snake, desert sex (tatooine)

Frankie Morales

SERIES

pt. 1 endorphins - addict!frankie, best friend reader, (sex instead of drugs), this fic is actually so amazing

pt. 2 addicted - shower sex, masturbation

Ezra (Prospect)

ONESHOTS

sex pollen - (what did we expect guys, im obsessed) dubcon

Bucky Barnes

ONESHOTS

dry humping - sub bucky, smut

win you over - bathroom sex, pining, distractions, fake dating

try to relax - forced proximity, enimies to lovers, locked in a room for hours, weed!use, slight? dubcon cause of said weed, pining

SERIES

kneel, pray and obey - father barnes, literally unholy, smut, innocent reader

unholy sacrifice - 3some, smut, unholy, smutttt, innocent reader

Natasha Romanoff

ONESHOTS

stimulation - sub nat, nipple play, smut, fluffish, established relationship

straight a student - dom nat, smut, teacher x student

Wanda Maximoff

SERIES

cute little family - dark, daddy nat, mommy wanda, wandanat, innocent reader, smut, part 1 is linked to fic

Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto

ONESHOTS

the panic of love - fluff, angst, smut, very fluffy smut, feeelinggss (ik, but its worth it). hes such a gentleman

Tate Langdon

ONESHOTS

ouija board - tate has been watching reader for awhile, she and her friends decide to use an ouija board, kinda? dubcon?, soft!tate, smut

eyeliner - pining, idiots in love, tate being a teenage boy!, he's honestly feral in this one

Jimmy Darling

ONESHOTS

i held my nose and took a drink - this fic is so good trust me, reader is hypnotist, love potion (sex pollen trope), drunk jimmy, its sex pollen so dubcon, they've always had a crush on each other

chantilly lace - virgin!reader, soft smut, the tupperware party, friends pressure reader into seeing jimmy, jimmy being so sweet so charming so amazing i love him so much. oh also prostitute!jimmy

Kyle Spencer

(these are probably all going to be franken!kyle cause he's so babygirl)

ONESHOTS

in the end of the night, i can feel your warmth - franken!kyle, primal?ish?, kyle does stuff off of instinct, praise, sweet kyle, sexual guidance/coaching

feed my frankenstein - primal!kyle, franken!kyle, stripper!reader, zoe and madison are irresponsible(in this), biting, rough smut, blood

unsupervised tablet time - kyle somehow comes across p0rn on his tablet, he comes to you for help, slight dubcon? at the start, so fluffy, the fluffiest

Kai Anderson

ONESHOTS

howlin' for you - dubcon, slight NONCON? reader is winters best friend, rough, enemies to lovers (but not really), halloween :) this one is honestly so hot

Peter Maximoff

ONESHOTS

Bitchin - smut without plot, slight public stuff, he's so babygirl

sunlight - smut, clairvoyant reader, porn with plot, virgin reader, its honestly so good, please read it

SERIES

pt 1 pt 2 honeysuckle - sex pollen (I'm so sorry its my favorite) smut, porn with plot, this is amazing, beautiful, so hot.

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bvnnyholly · 5 months

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the evans and their favorite arctic monkeys album (gn!reader x the evans)

note: this only consists of tate, kit, kyle, jimmy, jpm, rory and kai— their seasons are the only ones i've watched LMAO. they're also the only ones i think would listen to the monkeys.

CAUTION: opinions, slight mentions of intercourse, mentions of being impregnated, cursing, and ahs spoilers.

tate langdon - favorite worst nightmare

-he's definitely a big fwn guy, alex turner wrote 'do me a favor' just for him I JUST KNOW IT. the album title fits him too.

-he found out about arctic monkeys through you when he was looking at your spotify playlist. he found the band name a little bit silly so he played it but to his surprise, he actually liked it.

-his favorite songs have to be brianstorm and d is for dangerous.

-he probably also like 'humbug' and 'whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not'.

kit walker - the car

-not so sure about this but considering that he works at a gas station, 'the car' kinda fits him and it also sounds kinda old and funky so i think kit would like that

-he probably listens to arctic monkeys when you play it in your record player. he wasn't really a big fan of it at first but he grew into it and the band reminds him alot about you so he really likes it now.

-his favorite song is probably 'i ain't quite where i think i am' and 'body paint'

-he also likes tranquility base hotel and casino and plays it after a long day at work

kyle spencer - whatever people say i am, that's what i'm not + humbug

pre-death

-he definitely likes wpsia and relates to it.

-he discovered it at a frat party and liked it. he probably listens to them after class. you both became friends because you also liked the monkeys.

- his favorite song has to be 'riot van', 'certain romance', and 'mardy bum'

-he also likes am because who doesn't

franken kyle

-humbug is his favorite because of how slow it is and how it's not as fast paced like the other albums.

-he listens to arctic monkeys when you play it and cuddle with him. you play it so much while you guys cuddle to the point where he associates the band with cuddling.

-his favorite songs are 'secret door' and 'cornerstone'

-he also likes tbhc because it's calm, he gets jumpscared when 'she looks like fun' plays though. he also likes 'i wanna be yours', the calm stuff basically.

jimmy darling - am

-jimmy definitely likes 'am'. his hair is also just as musty and covered in hair gel like alex in his late 'sias' and 'am' era.

-he heard 'am' through the local radio and really liked it. he sings 'r u mine?' for you in one of his performances on the freak show, and you absolutely love it.

-one of his favorites are 'do i wanna know?', 'fireside', and 'snap out of it', but absolutely despises 'why'd you only call me when you're high?' because he says "the lyrics are too real".

-jimmy stays loyal to his beloved 'am', probably because he doesn't know other albums exist, you're trying to get him into 'sias' though.

james patrick march - tranquility base hotel and casino

-james adores 'tbhc', he thinks the storytelling and the story itself is genius. but even how much he likes it, he wouldn't be caught alive listening to it (probably because he's dead).

-he first listened to the monkeys when you asked him to play something that isn't jazz. you forced him to spin one of your records, so he picked 'tbhc' because he found the title intriguing. he loves it but would never admit to you.

-'star treatment', 'one point perspective', and the title track are always on repeat for him. he thinks 'golden trunks' are the two of yous' song.

-james probably doesn't explore the arctic monkeys much, he listened to 'the car' but it was too modern for his taste.

rory monahan - suck it and see

-assuming that rory lives in california, he would definitely listen to "sias'. he also fits the album's aesthetic very well.

-you both discovered arctic monkeys at a record store. he picked 'suck it and see' as a joke and because he's a borny little shit. to his surprise, he ended up liking it though.

-'black treacle', 'piledriver waltz', and the title track are his favorites. you'd both debate on which one is better: the 'sias' version of 'piledriver waltz' or alex turner's version, he always defends the 'sias' version for some reason.

-he probably listens to the other albums but not as much as he does to 'sias'.

kai anderson - am

-he doesn't listen to 'am' that much, he doesn't listen to music that much in general. he thinks it's something sacred and should only be listened to when doing something holy, like creating a messiah with your sister through your gay boy toy twink cult member.

-he discovered 'am' through the internet, and plays it typically when he works out or attempting to "create a messiah" with you.

-he only listens to 'do i wanna know' because it's average republican behavior—he also only listens to mainstream music so like it's the only song he knows.

-as i said, mainstream music type of guy, so definitely only am.

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ashes-writing · 1 year

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All the works I have posted so far for can be found below the cut. Happy reading!

– Ashes, your friendly local bimbo and queen of chaos and fuckery.

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♥ filth alphabet (a to z ) | mature, gn/female readers ● see all warnings/tags.

FLUFF ALPHABET

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NSFW HEADCANONS

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SFW HEADCANONS

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ONESHOTS ● DRABBLES ( y/n )

♕☁ ♡ at last | angst / fluff ending ft. Mars!Female reader. | angst; you're leaving and Jimmy Darling realizes he loves you.

♕♡♥ red (kinktober 22 ) | mature ● see content warnings ft. Mars!Female reader. | an au to the above linked fic ; you offer your virginity to Jimmy Darling when he comes to confess his love for you.

♕♡♥ bliss (kinktober 22 ) | mature ● see content warnings ft. Mars!Female reader. | you're happily married, Jimmy comes home to you after a long day at work. sequel to red.

ONESHOTS ● DRABBLES ( oc )

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AESTHETICS ● SOUNDTRACKS

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FICS MASTERLIST

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#jimmy darling #jimmy darling fanfiction #jimmy darling fanfic #jimmy darling x reader #jimmy darling x y/n #american horror story ● jimmy darling #<- warning; adult content.#my writing ● jimmy darling #-- if there's not a masterlist / mention of the character or fandom on my about I don't write for them.. just an fyi.#fandom ( ahs ) | season ( freak show ) | character ( jimmy darling )

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likablenightmare · 6 months

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I.. uh..YES. I’m down. Sorry guys.. are u mad at me?

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kai-anderson-whore · 5 months

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The summoning (jmp x tate Langdon x reader smut)

Summary: you had always been fascinated with serial killers and true crime, one day you decided to try and summon your two favourite killers

Warnings: smut, three way, oral (tate receiving), p in v sex, doggy style 😏, summoning a ghost, ouija board,

Word count: 1,3k (another short one it was supposed to be longer)

A/n: this is a request by @villains-are-hot, thank you for the request and once again I apologise that it was very rushed at the end and I took ages to post this 😊

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For as long as you could remember you had a unhealthy obsession with true crime/ serial killers. Some may say it's far from normal, it was frightening. You knew stories of cases watched all the documentaries and more.

Some people say it's the type of obsession you hear killers having before they kill. You didn't care it was a interest that you were so passionate about. You preferred learning about serial killers, how their mind works, what drove them to do it. The ones you liked learning about the most was Tate Langdon who got shot dead in his bedroom after shooting up his school one day in 1994. And the other was James Patrick march a well known serial killer from the 1920s to the early 1930s. Legend has it they both still reside in their place of death.

You didn't know if that was true or not, you visited the hotel that James Patrick march resides in but nothing, you couldn't exactly go to the murder house since people live there. It intrigued you deeply, the thought it could be true or not.

You didn't know what you were doing when the idea popped into your head, you thought it won't work but it was worth a go. Now researching things to do, how to summon ghosts, some where a bit far fetched others seemed fake but you were willing nonetheless. Finding a method writing down everything that had to be done.

You sat in front of the oujia board your fingers delicately on the triangle piece. You took deep breaths trying to stay calm circling the board three times before saying "James Patrick march and Tate Langdon I invite you to this space" waiting a few seconds you felt eerily quiet and cold.

"Is there anyone here?" You asked the board, you felt something pushing the triangle to yes, you gasped in shock now feeling nervous but your fingers still remain on the piece. "How many sprits are here?" You then asked feeling uneasy slightly regretting your decision. The piece moved to the number 2 you didn't know if it was you or if it was actually two spirits here but you slowly asked your next question "w-who are you?".

The board moved to around spelling out two initials JMP and TL you gasped removing your hands from the board standing up. Completely forgetting to say goodbye. You immediately grabbed the board putting it away "what the fuck, it's probably me doing it it's got to be" you whispered to yourself.

"Not quite dear" a voice chimed making you yelp in fright. "What the fuck!?" You turned around seeing two guys there awfully familiar to you, they looked identical like discrete descent, "w-who are you?" You asked in fear.

"I'm James Patrick march and this is-" "Tate Langdon" they said, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion "you're both dead no this can't be true." You couldn't believe what you were seeing they looked exactly like the killers you knew so much about. "How are you here?" You asked a thousand questions running around your head.

"Well you summoned us" Tate chuckled pointing to the ouija board. That's when you realised "shit I forgot to say goodbye" mentally cursing yourself, "it's quite alright dear, but I must ask how did you manage to get us free?" James asked.

"Dude she used the ouaji board to get us out" Tate said like James was dumb. "That's fascinating" James eyes light up "I don't know how we could ever thank you" James added. Tate's eyes on you like you’re his prey, swallowing a lump in your throat as his steps grew closer to you from behind. "I've got an idea" Tate's breath on your neck sending shivers down your spine. "Y-you don't need to thank me" your voice was above whisper unsure what they mean.

"Well boy enlighten us with your idea" James's velvety voice made you shiver more. You couldn't deny they were both very attractive despite their tendency to killing. "Well she's pretty isn't she? Don't you agree?" Tate smirked his hands running down the soft skin of your arms. "I do agree with you she is quite remarkable" James agreed beckoning his steps closer to you.

You didn't know if your body was filled with fear or anticipation maybe both. Closing your eyes feeling their breaths breeze across your features. James colds fingertips grazing gracefully along your bare arms bringing goosebumps to their wake. "I think we shall reward her for setting us free from our eternal resistances" James smirked his pencil moustache raising up.

"I was thinking the same" Tate chuckled with a devilish smirk, you didn't know what to feel scared? Or turned on? Maybe both. Feeling their cold hands on you but you didn't protest instead you let out a small sigh tugging on your shirt removing it from your body your head felt like it was spinning feeling their lips on your neck. You felt yourself being guided to your bed. Seeing Tate now above you with a mischievous smirk on his face.

You didn't know where James was until Tate pull away from you, seeing James now in his briefs flipping you over on your hands and knee. You whimpered in anticipation for what's to come feeling James's cold fingers hooking into your underwear peeling the fabric of your underwear off you and into the floor. Tate in front of you his impressive length in-front of you, holding yourself on one hand stroking him, earning a low groan erupted from his mouth. You felt cold fingertips teasing your folds collecting your arousal bringing it to your clit circling it in slow torturous motions.

A small gasp left your lips, your body automatically responding to James's touch "that's it dear" he says huskily, Tate still knelt infront of you his eager length desperate for attention. You took Tate's cock in your hand stroking him kitten licking the tip making him buck his hips into your touch more. You took Tate in your mouth swirling your tongue along the tip, gasping as you felt James enter your heat.

James thrusted into you slowly you moaned against Tate's length. A low groan rumbled from his throat his hips bucked further in your throat. James thrusts grew more faster and harder, tears forming in your eyes. "Fuck" Tate hissed his hips essentially fucking your throat.

"You feel wonderful darling" James hissed his grip on your hips tight, nails digging into your skin only adding to your pleasure. "Fuck" you moaned feeling Tate twitch in your mouth signalling you that he was close. You kept your movements along Tate's cock till he releases into the back of your throat, swallowing every drop. James kept his movements thrusting harshly into you you felt close to the edge "I'm so close" you moaned. Tate was watching you and James with a smirk, his skin flustered. James didn’t stop his movements hitting that spot guaranteed to make you see stars.

With a few more harsh deep thrusts, your body trembles, back arching releasing over James’s length trigging his own release deep inside you. His thrusts became sloppy till they came to a halt. Trying to catch your breath “that was something else” you chuckled. James and tate shared a wicked smile between them, “oh we’re don’t done, we’re only getting started” Tate’s voice make a shiver run down your spine waiting on what’s to come.

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 10 months

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A Different Kind of High

Tate Langdon x f!reader

warnings: use of marijuana, smut, p in v, unprotected, slight fingering, lose of virginity, slight innocence kink? lmk if there’s any others!!!

summary: you died a virgin, but that doesn’t mean you need to be one as a ghost…

word count: 1.9k

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“I stole some weed from the newbies, you want some?” Tate asks as he hops up on what used to be your bed.

You’ve been dead for only a few months, living in the imfamous Murder House for a year prior. It was strange being dead, seeing people pass by on the street everyday knowing that’ll never be you again. You suppose this was what you deserved, after all you committed suicide. But never during your life did you think this was what being dead would be like. Trapped in a house with a dozen other ghosts for eternity.

Tate has been your friend since before you died, of course you didn’t know he was a ghost until you joined him on the other side. He’s charming, very down to Earth. You really don’t know much about him, even now. You’ve heard whispers about him being crazy, and you believe it. Sometimes through the night you hear his screams, his murderous laughter. It doesn’t bother you though. You’re already dead, what’s the worst he could do?

“I’ve never smoked before,” you reply.

He chuckles. “Are you serious?”

You turn red. “You saw my parents, they never let me do anything. When I used to go out they’d make me be back by nine. Even on weekends. I always figured they’d know so I didn’t bother.”

“At least tell me you’ve drank.” You shake your head, a small laugh escaping at the face Tate makes. “Have you done anything?”

“I kissed a boy when I was twelve,” you answer honestly.

“Was that your only kiss?”

“Yeah…” You mumble.

“Wow, I can’t believe you’re this innocent, I always thought girls with strict parents did the dirtiest things,” he replies. He grabs the baggie of weed out of his pocket and holds it up. “You’re going to try this, and you’re going to love it.”

You don’t object, and instead watch as Tate begins to role a joint. He does it effortlessly, he’s done it many times before. You know from previous conversations that he’s done drugs much stronger than weed, the main one being cocaine. You had asked him how it felt to do it, to be alive and on a drug so strong. He told you it felt like he needed to run a mile while he was high. He also made you promise to do it with him one day.

When he finishes rolling the joint he offers it to you. “You want the first hit?”

“Fuck it, yeah,” you say.

He gives you a smile that makes butterflies swirl in your stomach. Though the two of you are only friends, you can’t deny how attractive Tate is. Even though everythings only been platonic, sometimes with certain looks and phrases, he makes you feel some special type of way.

You take the joint inbetween your lips, your eyes locked on Tate. He grabs a lighter and lifts it to the other end of the joint.

“I’d usually say take a small hit, but usually it takes a little more to get us high so take as much as you think is necessary,” he explains before lighting the end.

You inhale deeply, the smoke it hot and you know if you were alive it would burn your lungs completely. Thankfully though, it only stings a little. After a few seconds Tate takes it from your lips and you exhale slowly, watching as he repeats your actions. You lean back against the pillows, you feel a little something.

“How long does it usually take to get high?” You ask.

“I dunno a few minutes I guess, why? Do you feel it?”

Your head feels light and the room looks brighter. “I think so, I feel… lighter.”

“Oh yeah, you’re high,” he replies with a laugh.

He lays beside you on the bed, both of you staring at the ceiling in silence. You hear him take a few more puffs of the joint, wondering how he does’t feel anything yet. Your whole body feels electrified, every muscle alive and thriving. You almost feel like how you did before you died, almost. It makes you smile.

“Why did I never try this before…” you mumble, a small laugh leaving your lips. “Fuck I feel good.”

“I know right, it’s pretty great.”

You turn your head and stare at him. “Can I tell you a secret?”

He meets your gaze. “Of course.”

You don’t know where the sudden burst of honesty comes from. Usually, you’re embarrassed to talk about anything you did or more specifically didn’t do in your life. However, as you stare into Tate’s dark eyes you feel the urge to tell him every little detail about you.

“I died a virgin,” you whisper. “Like I never even got fingered or anything.”

You stare at each other for another few seconds before you both burst out into laughter. You don’t know why it’s so funny, but it is. You feel amazing, like you’re on top of the world. But you also feel like every word that comes out of your mouth is hilarious.

“I shouldn’t have said that I’m sorry,” you say as the laughter dies down. “I’m so stupid.”

“Hey, you aren’t stupid. I know a few other ghosts died virgins, like the nurses,” he replies, that stupid smirk on his face.

“God don’t say that!” You exclaim. “At least they chose to die virgins, I tried to hard to be fucked before I died but every time I started to become interested in someone my stupid parents ruined it.”

Tate props his head up on his hand so he’s now looking down at you. “Well on the brightside your parents are gone now so you can fuck anyone you want.”

“Yeah but the options aren’t exactly ideal. There’s really only Travis, but he’d definitely not be the best option for a first time,” you laugh.

“I’m here too you know.”

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“You know what I mean,” Tate answers, his voice quieter than before.

Your laughter stops at his words, and you meet his eyes once again. This time, you can sense something lingering behind his eyes, something you haven’t ever noticed before. You smile, trying to ease the tension that’s filled the room. He’s probably just messing with you. However, he doesn’t smile back at you, his expression stays the same.

You’re in disbelief. Is this real? Is your best friend really telling you he’d take your virginity? This can’t be real, you think. Maybe it’s just because of the weed, maybe it’s doing something to your head. You can’t deny the butterflies that form in your stomach at the thought of it though. Tate would be a good first. He’s experienced, but not with too many people. You find yourself suddenly imaging it, how it would feel, sharing that experience with someone you truly enjoy being around. It wouldn’t be so bad, you decide.

“All right,” You say. You kick your shoes off without breaking eye contact. “Is it going to hurt?”

He smirks and follows your actions. “It usually does the first time.”

You smile and start undoing the buttons on your jeans. You know if you hadn’t taken that puff of the joint you’d be selfconcious getting undressed in front of Tate. He watches you carefully as you remove your pants, your shirt, even your bra. It’s silent, but not an awkward silence, more of a comforting silence. You only look away from him as you slowly pull your panties off and throw them into the newly formed pile of your clothes.

It’s your turn to watch now. Your eyes trail up and down Tate’s body as he slowly undresses. He’s so beautiful, his body is perfect. You can’t stop yourself from reaching over and running your fingertips over the toned muscles of his abdomen. Your eyes meet once again and you almost shiver at how full his eyes have become with lust.

Quickly, he leans his head down and connects your lips to his. The kiss is slow at first, like you’re treading the water. But as you start to understand how it works, you move your lips against his, following his motions. The soft gentle kiss becomes full of passion. You twirl your fingers in his soft blond curls, loving the way his breathing gets heavier as you do so.

He moves on top of you, hit body fitting between your legs swiftly. Your body feels like it’s on fire, your skin feels like it needs to be touched. Tate rests one of his hands beside your head and the other begins to slide down your chest, your stomach, till it reaches the place it was searching for. You feel him smile into the kiss.

“So excited already…” he mumbles.

His fingers run between your folds, collecting the wetness that’s already begun to drip out of you. He circles them on your clit for a few minutes, making you moan from the new but amazing feeling. After that he slides his pointer finger down to your entrance.

“Is this okay?” He asks.

“Yes, thank you.”

“Thank you?” He chuckles. He begins to slowly push his finger inside you and you grab his free arm.

“Thank you for doing this,” you clarify.

“I like how innocent you are, but I can’t lie I’ve always dreamt of being the one to rip that innocence away,” he whispers.

Before you can reply he lowers his head to your neck and begins to leave sloppy kisses along your skin. You can’t believe this is really happening. Once his finger is fully inside you, he starts to thrust it in and out at a slow pace. You moan, your back arching off the matress. He continues this for a few minutes before adding a second, preparing you perfectly for what’s going to come next.

He kisses down your chest until he’s at your breasts. He sucks and licks your nipples, it feels amazing. You can’t take it any longer, you need him. You grab his chin and connect your lips. He kisses you harder than before, biting and sucking your tongue into his mouth. You love it. You can’t get enough of it.

“I’m ready Tate,” you say breathlessly as your lips part. “I want to do it.”

“All right.” He pulls his fingers out of you and you watch him position his hard dick on your entrance. He looks down at you, brushing a piece of hair away from your face. “If it hurts to bad just tell me and I’ll stop okay?”

You nod, and before you can say anything else he starts to move. It hurts, but not too bad. Tate kisses you as he does this, it makes the pain more bearable. You wrap one of your hands around his back, your nails slowly dragging across the skin of Tate’s back. He only kisses you harder. His thrusts are slow, but your thighs still clench around his hips.

After a few minutes he asks if he can go faster, you tell him yes. The pain slowly morphed into a small pleasure that you enjoy. You continue to claw at his back, even more as his pace inscreases. You’re out of breath, the only sounds in the room being your moans along with Tate’s heavy breathing. It’s pure bliss.

The end comes faster than you want, but you don’t mind. You love the way Tate whispers your name as he cums, and how strongly his dick pulses inside you. You hold him close after it’s over, his skin against yours makes you feel alive again.

“Was it okay?” he asks as he lays on you.

“It was perfect,” you answer.

And so it was.

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TAG, YOU’RE IT

— Kai Anderson x fem! reader

WARNINGS: 18+. mdni — porn with plot. violence. vaginal fingering. unprotected p in v. size kink. implied murder. english is not my first language. not proofread as usual

WC: 2.7k

A/N: this was kinda rushed due to school exams and college applications, sorry in advance for the poor quality. but i adored this idea so much, hope it’s not too awful.

Vanity tables were crammed into the limited space, each adorned with a haphazard array of makeup and tools. Sighing, you grabbed the clown mask that was sitting on your table and pulled it over your head, its cool, rubbery texture making your skin crawl. In the mirror, the grotesque reflection stared back— sickly pale skin mottled in patches of green and blue, reminiscent of moldy cheese. Painted in garish shades of red, the mouth stretched open in a nightmarish grin, revealing rows of jagged teeth.

As you tucked in the stray strands of hair peeking under the latex, your thoughts drifted to your less-than-enthusiastic job as a scare actress in a haunted house. It wasn't as fun as it had been when you first started a year ago, but it paid the bills. Plus, you needed the money, having broken up with your boyfriend whom you discovered was cheating on you. You used to share an apartment together, but now you were on your own, struggling to make ends meet in order to afford a small, dingy one-room apartment in Michigan.

Disgusted at your reflection, you finally tore away your gaze, fingers fumbling to adjust the straps of your tight black and red corset. The garment cinched tightly around your waist, flaunting your assets in such a whorish way that it made you cringe inwardly, and its scandalously low neckline revealed more cleavage than you were comfortable with.

“So, guess who showed up earlier?”

Your eyes flicked over to where your colleague was hunched over her mirror, tying her mousy blonde hair into a ponytail.

“Who? Not Alex again, right?”

“Yes of course I’m talking about Alex.” Lena rolled her eyes, not bothering to hide the disgust she harboured for your ex-boyfriend.

“He came during break time, asking about you,”

You rolled your eyes, annoyed.

“Ugh. The fuck did he want this time? I’ve told him, I didn’t take his stupid DVD-”

“-said he wanted to talk.”

she pulled her mask over her head.

“Well, I’m not interested,”

“Way ahead of you, I told him you were swamped.” Lena's voice came through muffled, her words slightly distorted by the mask she wore. Before you could thank her, a booming, deep voice interrupted from the door frame.

“Hey, scream queens,” Terry, your boss called out, tapping the doorframe. “We’ve got our last visitors for the night. You two are up in five.”

“Just so you know,” Lena added as she finished lacing up her boots, and started for the doorway, “if he keeps on pestering you, I’ll slash his tires.”

Even though she couldn’t see your face through the clown mask, you couldn’t help but smile.

“Thanks,”

“Don’t thank me, I know you’d do the same for me,”

———

Stepping out of the hidden door, you melted into the shadows, waiting for your target to show up. From your vantage point, you could hear footsteps echoing through the dark corridor, signaling their arrival. They turned around the corner, and just as you were about to make your move, a sudden blur of movement startled you. Before you could react, the man swung his arm, the paper cup in his hand spilling its lukewarm contents all over your front.

Stumbling back in surprise, you felt the brown liquid seeping through the eye holes of your rubber mask and trickling down your cheeks, the scent of coffee invading your nostrils.

Furious, you ripped off your mask, wiping the droplets from your cheeks before staring incredulously at the man before you.

“What the fuck?! You asshole!”

He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, a mop of electric blue hair cascading to his shoulders. Hands tucked casually into the pockets of his jeans, he looked down at you.

“Oops, sorry… you scared me, miss,” he apologised somewhat lamely, though you doubted his sincerity, judging by the smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His attention shifted from your face to your revealing clown girl costume, taking in the corset with its low neckline, the miniskirt, and fishnet leggings.

The lasciviousness of his stare made you feel a twinge of unease, as if he was mentally undressing you with his gaze (which, in truth, he probably was). Despite feeling violated by his blatant eyefucking, a small surge of pride bubbled up within you. After all, he was undeniably a prick, but there was no denying his attractiveness—much to your deep annoyance.

“If I wanted to see a cheap Harley Quinn ripoff, I could’ve stayed home and watched porn on my computer. Nice tits, though-”

You were a good, law-abiding citizen, and you certainly weren’t an advocate for violence, but this douchebag was really pushing your limits.

Without thinking, your hand shot out, aiming to wipe that smirk off his face. But before your palm could make contact, his fingers closed around your wrist like a vice, halting your movement mid-air.

“Feisty, aren’t we?”

“Let go of me, you creep-”

“Name’s Kai, by the way.” he snarled, twisting your arms behind your back.

“Kai Anderson,” exerting pressure, he forced you to bend your knees until you were lying on your back, helplessly pinned beneath him.

“I don’t care who the hell you are-”

You spat, thrashing wildly and driving your knee towards his groin. But instead of hitting your intended target, your knee collided with his lower abdomen, which was packed with hard muscle. He must’ve hit the gym alright. Kai’s nostrils flared, but he didn't flinch. If anything, he seemed irritated by your resistance.

His jaw clenched and his eyes hardened. With a sharp crack, his palm connected with your cheek, sending a jolt of pain ringing through your skull and causing your vision to blur momentarily at the edges.

“Y’know,” he began in a voice that was dangerously calm. “If it were someone else disrespecting me like this, I’d do more than a slap. Hell, I’d snap their fucking neck,”

“Wha- what do you want from me?”

Your voice came out in a weak croak as your vision swam back to focus. Strands of blue hair tickled your cheeks as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against your skin. Your faces were inches apart.

“I’m just trying to help you, can’t you see that? You're better off without that worthless piece of shit, Alex.” You blinked, your dazed mind trying to register his words.

“Alex? How’d you.. wait, did he set you up to this? Is this some sort of sick joke!?”

Anger and betrayal flared up, prompting you to resume your struggle. His grip around your wrist tightened, and you could feel your pulse racing in tandem with his.

“No, I’ve been watching you,” his tone was devoid of shame or guilt. “studying you. And I can see that you're too good for him.”

“Aren’t you tired of being the giver, while all he does is take?” he continued. “Everything you do, you do it for him. And how did he repay you? By fucking a random girl at a party. Doesn’t seem fair to me.”

Your limbs slackened in defeat. He was twisting the knife; that part was unmistakable, and he was close to succeeding. The sting of tears threatened to blur your vision, but you staunchly refused to let them fall. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

“So, let me guess,” you drawled, “next, you’re gonna tell me that you, will treat me better than any man ever could. Yeah, right.”

To your surprise, the corners of his mouth quirked into a wry smile.

“No, I’m not gonna tell you that,”

Kai paused, then took your silence as permission to keep talking.

“You, are an independent, strong woman. You're gonna take what you want and deserve, on your own terms. You don't need a man to do that for you,”

His thumb brushed gently against your bottom lip, dark eyes roaming greedily over your features as if he was trying to commit every single detail to memory.

“Now tell me.. what exactly do you want?”

Heat burned on your cheeks. You had a feeling that you both knew what you wanted.

“Go on,” he coaxed, “You can tell me,”

“You,” your voice was barely unrecognisable to your own ears.

“I want you,”

He smiled, as if he’d been expecting that answer all along. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to yours. Warm, soft. For a split second, your mind seemed to disconnect from your body. He sighed into your mouth before slipping his tongue inside, swiping lazily against your hard palate. You bit back a moan when you felt his clothed erection rub against your thigh.

“Thank you, lamb. Because I want you too,”

A few moments later, he pulled back and let go of your wrists. His hands started to travel down your neck, stopping at the frilly neckline of your corset. With one swift motion, he jerked the cups halfway down, freeing your breasts from their tight confines. You could hear a low groan escape him as he took in the sight of your hardened nipples.

“Fuck… look at those pretty tits. Someday, I’m gonna cum all over them.”

As if driving the point home, he traced his thumb against your nipple, alternating between palming the soft flesh of your breast and pinching your nipple, making you whimper and arch your back, desperate for more stimulation.

“Patience, patience,” he chided teasingly, “There’s something I wanna check first.” His tone was light, but you could sense the effort he put into maintaining his composure, his voice laced with a thinly veiled lust that dripped from every syllable.

Kai’s hand slid lower, skimming past your abdomen and disappearing under your skirt, coming to rest on your inner thigh. He gave the soft, sensitive flesh a squeeze before slipping a finger under your panties. Leaning forward until his face was aligned next to yours, he took your earlobe gently between his lips and sucked it once, the sensation making you shiver in pleasure, before releasing the flesh with a wet pop.

“Hm, just what I thought. So wet for me already,”

He pressed the back of his index between your folds, collecting some of your slick and dragged it up to your clit. Your knees buckled involuntarily when he applied more pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Do you want me to stop? Because-”

“No,” you gritted out. “Don’t stop,”

He smiled.

“Wasn’t planning to, anyway,”

Without warning, he unceremoniously shoved two fingers into you, sinking in knuckle deep. A wet, guttural noise escaped your throat at the sudden intrusion and your cunt clenched— once, twice when his sizable digits curled against your sweet spot.

“Like how it feels?”

Unable to form coherent sentences, you nodded, your mind swimming in a lustful haze at the delicious stretch of his fingers scissoring inside you. As soon as your legs began to quiver, Kai retracted his fingers, making you clench around nothing. You couldn’t help but let out a needy whine of indignation. He yanked your soaked panties to your ankles in one, swift tug.

“Good girl. Time for your reward,”

Kai flashed you with a set of pearly white teeth. Triumphant and somewhat predatory, the effect made you tremble in anticipation. He unbuttoned his jeans and yanked down the zipper, shifting his hips to pull his cock out from his boxers.

You had only suspected he was huge, but now it was confirmed—seeing is believing, after all. Quite veiny, too.

Unable to tear your gaze away, you simply gawked as he wrapped his fist around his impressive length, giving it a couple of harsh pumps before positioning himself between your legs.

You moaned in unison as he pushed inside you, pleasure accompanied by pain shooting straight through your cunt to your entire body. The mere size of him stretched you; filled you up in a way that nobody else had ever done before. Made you wonder if your body was physically capable of accommodating him. It stung, but it also made you feel whole. Squeezing your eyes shut, you dug your fingernails into his shoulder, leaving crescent indents.

“Hah— oh fuck, baby…you’re so perfect for me-”

Kai’s voice cracked as he bottomed out, his handsome features twisting in rapture as your walls clamped down on him. He paused, giving you a moment to adjust before pulling back slowly, just to slam back into you with a grunt. You swore that you could feel the tip of him touching your gut and you mewled. He soon established a rhythm that was both harsh and punishing, prompting your pussy to tighten around him ominously.

“Nngh—ahh…Kai, please, it’s to much-”

Curling an arm behind you, his hand snaked to the back of your skull, fingers tangling in your hair before finally, finally, he crushed his lips onto yours in a searing kiss. You felt him throb inside you as his thumb worked against your clit furiously, and that was all it took to send you over the edge.

The hot coil finally snapped, and your hands found purchase in his hair to hold him in place as your orgasm crashed over you. You keened as a wave of white-hot pleasure rippled through your veins, leaving your nerves tingling and muscles twitching. Through your pleasure-induced haze, you watched as Kai continued pounding into you. A raw moan that sounded almost like a whine tore through his throat, accompanied by a final thrust of his hips. He came inside you, thick, hot spurts of come filling your womb as a string of indiscernible curses tumbled past his lips.

Panting heavily, he lowered his head to rest his chin on your shoulder, ragged breaths hitting your skin as he waited for any residual spasms to abate.

A film of sweat coated his forehead, and his hair clung to his face. Juxtaposing with the brutal way he had been fucking you only seconds ago, Kai brushed his thumb against your cheekbone, lips pressing softly against your forehead before he pulled out with a satisfied groan.

———

“Shit,” you muttered under your breath, heart pounding in your chest as you pulled on your panties.

“There are cameras everywhere, I’m gonna get in so much trouble for this-”

“Don't worry,” his voice was surprisingly calm.

“I’ll take care of it later.” Instead of heading towards the neon green exit sign as you’d expected, Kai made a beeline towards one of the supply rooms, you trailing behind with growing confusion.

It struck you as odd how familiar he seemed with the layout, as if he had been there many times before.

“Hey, what are you—” you began, but the rest of your words caught in your throat the moment he pushed open the door.

There, tied up in a chair was none other than your cheat of an ex-boyfriend. Alex’s eyes widened in recognition as he spotted you, and he began thrashing wildly, his muffled screams stifled by the duct tape stretched across his mouth. As if things weren’t confusing and fucked up already, your friend emerged from the back of the small room.

“He wouldn’t stop screaming, sorry,” Lena explained, reaching out and pinching his cheek. Another girl, her long, bleached blonde hair peeking out from under a black beanie hat, caught your attention. With a casual nudge of her toe, she pushed aside some spare rope before shooting a flinty stare at Kai through long eyelashes.

“Took you long enough,”

“Hey, since when am I not allowed to have fun?”

Kai’s combat boots echoed against the linoleum floor as he strode towards where your ex was being tied up. His expression was unreadable as he leaned in closer, their faces just inches apart. As if in a trance, you found yourself drawn towards Kai, anticipation and adrenaline pumping through your veins as you relished the delicious fear emanating from Alex. You watched as Kai reached for something from his pocket—a glint of metal catching light. A switchblade.

“Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,”

He murmured in a low, almost sultry whisper, toying with the blade between his fingers.

“-blood and revenge are hammering in my head.” You finished softly.

“Titus Andronicus, right?” you smiled back. Kai’s expression morphed into one of sadistic pride, a devilish grin spreading across his face as he nodded slowly. The blonde girl groaned quietly in the background, “Another Shakespeare nerd,”

“Give me your hand,” You immediately complied, reaching out your hand.

“No, no. Palm up,”

Kai corrected gently, and you adjusted accordingly. His calloused, much larger hand enveloped yours. Still holding your hand, he lifted it to his lips and pressed a kiss on your knuckles. The gesture was strangely intimate, and it made your stomach flutter with warmth.

“Are you ready?”

You nodded.

“Good girl,”

He smiled at you, then you felt the weight of the knife handle being pressed into your open palm.

“You know exactly what you have to do, don’t you?”

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jellyluvr · 11 months

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Tastes delicious

- Peter maximoff x fem!reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

So I'm making peter sub in this one cuz y not. Plus he's definitely not the type to become some daddy so we're going for a sub Peter. No mommy stuff, but there's like typical nicknames. Kinda slow burn

Warnings: sub peter, Dom reader, oral sex, kissing, and actually a little mommy action

Summary: peter is watching a movie with you and there's a scene that gives him a boner.

Word count: 1.6k

(Got gif off pinterest)

Peter was sitting on the couch in the mansion, the lights turned low. It looked pretty gloomy, but your invisibility helped you hide. Peter was watching a 'spicy' movie, which caught your eye. Peter seemed to be enjoying all the kissing and grinding, the bright flashing lights also showing the sexual scenes.

You creeped behind the couch, it sitting in the middle of the lounge, the tv on the wall, a fireplace under it, obviously not lit.

You wanted to stay in there as a secret. You wanted to see what was going to happen, and while peter chomped on his popcorn loudly, the tv also got loud.

But, in a millisecond, peter appeared with a popsicle while he sucked on it. It was about to make you giggle, the way he decided to eat his popsicle.

But now, the scenes were getting a little too much, and it was obvious that peter liked it, a slight, but obvious bulge appearing in his overly tight pants.

You, still hidden in the shadows, finally decided to lean on the couch, it making a squeak noise from it being leather. Peter turned his head immediately, seeing the indent in the couch, no person.

He immediately knew it was you, you were the only one that had invisibility. His face turned a pink color while he looked at you, the movie still playing.

"Hey y/n..." he smiled sheepishly while you showed yourself finally.

"Hi Peter." You smiled back before finding a place on the couch next to him. It was clearly too close for comfort, but peter didn't say anything. Bless his innocent soul.

You were aware of his boner. His very obvious boner. But, it became even more noticeable when you sat down next to him. He didn't do much, he just sat there and continued to watch the movie, you watching his pants instead.

You were wearing a skimpy skirt, 'small as a belt' and a camisole with white lace. You liked wearing white, it brought out the whole invisibility thing. Plus it gave you the nickname ghost. Or ghosty.

But, unfortunately for peter, your skirt was too much for him. For his little goofy brain to comprehend. Yeah, he watched porny movies, but he never tried to do things with girls. It wasn't like he had a chance anyway.

The silence was thick. The only thing in the room making noise was the tv, oddly lewd noises coming from it.

But, the silence broke with you.

"Can you pass me the popcorn please?" You fluttered your eyes at him. Why did you sound so.. seductive..? It was all peter could think about. He didn't even register what you had asked.

"Or don't.. that's okay too." You chuckled lightly before moving your hand over his lap, purposely touching his sensitive boner. He let out a whimper in response. And a cute plea.

"H-hey!..." he said, looking down at your hand. You just giggled slightly.. "what?" You knew exactly what, but it was better to act clueless.

Peter was clearly flustered by this, his face red and his boner almost twitching. The tight restraints of his pants held that back, only making his boner more painful.

Grabbing the popcorn, you placed it on your lap before eating some, making sure to keep peter in view the whole time. You took peice by peice, placing it in your mouth slowly.

"What are you watching anyway? This movie sucks." You reached over to take the remote, not touching his boner this time. He was obviously flustered, he needed touch. His hips even jolted up when you reached your hand over again.

"It's uhm.. nothing. Just change it.. it's fine.." he said, his voice soft and quiet. That was unusual for him. Most of the time he'd be beaming with pride. Now his pride was the equivalent to a squashed berry. Or bug.

"Nothing? Really?" You teased, poking him jokingly. He didn't react, he was still hot, his body acting like a furnace.

"Mhm. Maybe we just shouldn't watch a movie.." he said, still acting like he had been traumatized or something.

"So what do you suggest?" You placed the remote down, also moving the popcorn over.

"No.. I know just the thing actually." You smiled, peter now even more afraid.

And it all made sense when you moved over right onto his lap. He let out a soft gasp, your clothed cunt rubbing right on his boner.

"What..?" He asked his hands staying on the couch, gripping into them slightly.

"What?" You teased again before grabbing one of peters large hands and placing it right on your chest.

"This is okay, right?" You asked. Even though this had all been really sudden, you still asked for his consent even though you knew it'd be yes.

He only nodded, his eyes staring at your chest. You giggled a bit, putting your hands on his shoulders before kissing him lightly.

It had started out sweet and slow, but over the time peter got comfortable and let his tongue enter your mouth. The two of you pulled from the breathy kiss, you smiling and peter just panting, his face a cherry red.

Your hands traveled down his chest before stopping right at the button of his jeans. Before you could even say anything, he said it first.

"Y-yes.." he pushed out, his hands moving down to your waist and rubbing slightly there.

Your smile stayed while you unbuttoned his restraints, his baggy boxers popping out. You pulled his pants down to his knees before placing your fingertips over the little wet spot, stained with precum on his boxers.

"Such a pretty boy.." you rubbed his tip through the fabric while he squirmed a bit, his grip on your waist tightening.

He hummed while you teased him, his hips rolling into your thumb and finger.

"Patience hun.." you purred, letting your fingers travel along his length. He jolted his hips up again, whimpering as you touched him.

"Please..." he cried and you finally moved your hand up to the waistband of his boxers.

"Please what? Use your words, baby." You looked up at him, your finger playing with the waistband. Peters fingers rubbed into your waist while he looked down, huffing a breath.

"Please, momma.." he was desperate for touch clearly. And you had to be good to him, he deserved a little reward, after all.

"Good boy." You praised, letting your fingers go down to touch his rough silver bush, then to his piping hot shaft.

You moved the boxers down more, letting his cock spring free, it letting some pre cum drip out. His tip was a rosey pink, his veins active.

He let out little moans when you touched him, them being perfect in every way. The sounds he let out when you rubbed your thumb over his tip made you feel a little spark in your stomach.

"Mmm.." he moaned, his hips rolling a bit to feel more of your touch. You didn't mind, you just wanted him to feel good.

Your hand slipped down his length, feeling every vein and pulse in him, hearing ever moan and whimper.

All of it got you worked up too, but peter was more worked up.

You moved your hand up and down at a steady pace, his pre cum acting as a sweet lubricant.

But, your hand went quicker with no warning. Peter bit his lip but noises still seeped out.

And peter became a mess. Like melting butter in your hands.

His hips jolted up again, but went down as you pulled your hand off. He was about to say something before you stuck your mouth on his tip, your tongue swirling around skillfully.

His breath hitched and whatever he was about to say became letters on a fridge. All scrambled and incoherent.

He couldn't help but let a moan slip when you tucked your tongue under his shaft and began bobbing your head. His tip hit the back of your throat, you gagging a little.

Drool seeped down his shaft, it making him squirm a bit more.

"OooOoh!~" he moaned, his hands grabbing onto your hair tight. His short fingernails dug into your scalp as you sucked, pulling off and slurping a bit before returning to your previous position.

It drove peter crazy. The way you moved your tongue, the way you felt on his cock.. he loved it. It was like a drug he couldn't get enough of.

He moved his hips into your mouth, making you gag some more.

"Fuck- I'm gonna cum.. I'm gonna cum.." he said breathlessly, his eyes shut while he took a few deep breaths.

You pulled up, your mouth secure on his tip while you looked up at him. Your tongue continued to assault his slit while your hands went to his shaft, moving with no mercy.

He let out a loud moan, squirming a bit. You sucked harder, your cheeks hallowed while he became a moaning mess infront of you.

"F-fuck!!~" he said, just under a shout. Then, warm thick cum filled your mouth, it landing right on your tongue.

You pulled off, swallowing what he left in your mouth before standing up and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

His chest rose frantically while his mouth stayed slightly open, his dick finally softening up a bit.

"Tastes delicious." You smiled at him while he just tried to calm down. His face was still hot, and you were still extremely horny.

"W-wait..." he said, his head turning to you, his eyes half lidded.

"Hm?" You hummed, that cheeky smile still on your face.

"Can I return the favor..?"

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Sorry if it's kinda choppy. I tried tho! 🤧

And should I make a taglist? 😭

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greenxgloss · 1 month

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omg okay only if u want to but the mission is have for u is:

playing 7 mins in heaven w charlie, jill, kirby, etc and you spin the bottle on charlie and end up giving him head in the closet.

“do you want to kiss me charlie?”

“you can touch me wherever you want char”

and a mumbling stuttering charlie who’s never had head and he’s asking a hundred times over “do i do it like this?” or “is this okay?”

i just rewatched all of the scream series and even tho i’m in love with r!euro i can’t stop thinking ab charlie walker :,)

AHHHH OMG I LOVE THIS YOU CLEVER MIND there's just something about cinema geeks

7 Minutes (Charlie Walker)

Summary: you and Charlie join a game of 7 minutes in heaven and when you get your 7 minutes you give the shy virgin more than just a kiss Warnings: NSFW, sub!charlie, charlie receiving oral, soft!dom!reader, praise kink, fem!reader, use of Y/N

"do you plan on making a move tonight?" Kirby asked and you shrugged at her question. "he's totally into you he probably barely even notices me. I'd definitely tear that up if I got the chance though." you said causing the both of you to burst out laughing.

"it got really quiet out there." you joked as you sat on the counter of Jill's kitchen talking to Kirby. you both grabbed your drinks and walked out to the main room to see everyone playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. "now we're talking!" Kirby exclaimed as she pulled you to sit in the circle. "Uh I don't know if I should play." you tried to fight her but she glared at you. "you are playing you prude." she joked causing you and the rest of the group to laugh. "okay jills turn." Robbie said, passing her the bottle.

7 minutes later Jill and Trevor walked back into the room, Jill looking upset and Trevor embarrassed causing you to giggle. he definitely got a lecture in that closet. "okay my turn!" you exclaimed snatching the bottle. "please never make me do that again... Who even invited him??" Jill said, sitting back down next to Charlie. you spun the bottle hoping it would land on him. you'd been fantasizing about Charlie for months but just didn't know how to approach him. you were also sure he was interested in Kirby so you never made a move.

sure enough, it landed on him and you reached for his hand and led him to the closet while everyone giggled and teased him. you blushed though you tried to keep it cool and collected. you were screaming inside. you finally got your hands on him.

you walked him into the closet and closed the door. "uh I've never.." he began but you interrupted him. "it's okay Charlie we don't have to do anything you don't want to do." you told him but he stayed quiet, eyeing your lips, glancing at your cleavage. "Do you want to kiss me, Charlie?" you asked. he nodded but it wasn't enough. "use your words." you pulled him closer and pressed up to him. "I do. I want to kiss you." he said, quietly almost mumbling and something about it made your skin tingle. he wrapped his hands around you and you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.

when you pulled away you could see the tent pitched in his pants. "that's so cute." you cooed as you palmed him gently, causing him to quietly gasp. "Do you wanna touch me? you can touch me wherever you want char." you told him, kissing him again and feeling his hands press to your tits. you moaned quietly into each other's lips. "is that okay?" he asked, whispering. "yes baby you're doing so good." you told him, reaching into his jeans and lightly stroking him and his body tensed.

"its okay you're safe. you have no idea how long i've wanted to get my hands on you." you told him. he blushed. "you fantasize about me?" he asked in a low whisper as you got on your knees. "mhm" you hummed as you unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his cock. "oh uh-" he stammered, his hands waving around in confusion.

"put your hands on my face." you told him as you guided him. you licked his tip and hooked your tongue under his hood causing him to throw his head back in pleasure. "oh fuck." he moaned out and you immediately put your thumb in his mouth to quiet him. you pull away. "you have to be quiet baby they might hear us. and we have 4 minutes left is that enough for you?" you asked him while you continued to pump him with your free hand.

"yes yes oh fuck yes." he kept his moans quiet. his quiet needy voice soaking you. you couldn't wait to watch him beg for you. "am-am i doing okay?" he asked, pulling away from your thumb. "of course baby you're doing so good for me. you taste so good." you told him and quickly shoved his length into your mouth and bobbed your head. he lightly tugged at your hair, causing you to moan, the vibrations sending him over the edge and he came in your mouth. "fuck Y/N oh god that was so good." he said, hot ropes of cum pouring down your throat.

"you're a virgin but you definitely keep prepared." you laughed. "what? how do you know?" he asked, helping you stand up. "well you were oblivious to what to do but your cum was sweet." you told him as you wiped your mouth and kissed him hard. "times been up for like 2 minutes you dirty dogs." Kirby yelled, banging on the door. charlie and you looked at each other before you giggled and his face flushed.

the both of you walked out and Kirby made a face. "smells like sex in there." she teased, all the boys patting Charlie on the back.

"to many more yeah?"

A/N: this may have been a little rushed but only because my ideas and endings kept leaving my brain and I kept coming up with new ones omg I can't I love yall requesting Charlie, the ideas are endless with him cuz he's basically living a double life

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yes-divine-ruler · 10 months

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tate langdon

one-shots

smut

Caught

Ghosts Aren’t Real x kai anderson

Hide and Seek

Sorry Mommy x sub!tate

Every Inch

Whatcha Reading?

Please Touch Me x sub!tate

drabbles/blurbs

riding tate’s face

‎‏‏‎‎kit walker

one-shots

smut

Daddy Doesn’t Know —— Part 1, Part 2

40 Lashes

She Dominates x sub!kit

You Win This Time

Your First Time”

kyle spencer

one-shots

smut

Give it to me, Baby x pre death!kyle

Daddy Needs a Study Break x pre death!kyle

You’re Forgiven x franken!kyle

fluff

Spring Sun x franken!kyle

drabbles

frankenkyle nsfw prompts (1)‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‎‏‏‎

jimmy darling

one-shots

angst

I’m Gonna Marry Her Anyway

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quicksilversg1rl · 10 months

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MY PRONOUNS ARE USA

RAHHH 🦅🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

#evan peters #evan peters fanfic #evan peters smut #screaming crying moaning throwing up #evan peters x reader #kai anderson #jimmy darling #tate langdon smut #frat kyle spencer

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marchswifey · 7 months

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HC • How they call you

Evan & his characters x reader

a/n: I know this is the most basic headcanon but is coming more. Also the requests are open so if you have any idea let me know 🙈

Tate Langdon

babydoll

cutie

gorgeous

Kit Walker

sugar

hun’

angel

angel eyes

Pre-death Kyle Spencer

love

baby

hottie

idk but he would call you ‘muffin’ because they’re sweet like you

Jimmy Darling

sweetheart

candy

doll

sweetie pie

James Patrick March

darling (of course)

my sweet

sweetness

dear, dearest

precious flower

Kai Anderson

Of course Kai is a mix between ‘kitten, little lamb, ladybug, dollface’ and ‘slut, bitch’

Austin Sommers

my one

pookie

honey bun

pumpkin

Evan Peters

babe

sweetie

babygirl

boo

#american horror story #evan peters #ahs fanfic #fanfic #headcanon #ahs cult #kai anderson #tate langdon #james patrick march smut #kit walker #kai anderson x reader #tate langdon x reader #x reader #ahs asylum #ahs coven #kyle spencer #jimmy darling #austin sommers #x y/n

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babygorewhore · 9 months

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Texting the Evan’s. They get jealous.

Your boyfriends text you after noticing another male is around. What do they say? WARNINGS! Kai being a dick. And James being a murderer. Requested by @ceramlacrimula

Tate Langdon.

“Hey, babe. You still hanging out with friends?”

“Yes, my best friend and Steve (idk boy names)

“…Steve??”

“Yes.”

“Well damn. I guess you don’t want to talk to me then.”

“Tate.”

“Yeah?”

“He’s gay.”

“Oh-“

Kit walker.

“So-I uh-saw that guy be real close to you in that picture you sent me.”

“Oh yeah, he was being a little shit.”

“I see. He still bothering you?”

“Not really. Just a little handsy that’s all.”

“Handsy? What does that mean?”

“He keeps putting his arm around my shoulder, and shit like that. Nothing that serious.”

“Beat his ass.”

“KIT!”

Kyle Spencer.

“You’re mine.”

“What?”

“Mine.”

“Why are you saying that, babe?”

“The picture. Mine.”

“Kyle, sweetie, that’s my brother.”

“…👀”

Kai Anderson. Oh lord.

“When you get home, I’m going to punish you.”

“For what?”

“You know exactly what. Don’t act so innocent.”

“Kai. I told you. He was just being nice.”

“Yeah, I know exactly what all ‘nice’ guys think. I used to be one of them.”

“Yeah, right.”

“So, now you wanna have a smart mouth. You just want to be punished.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“You will always know you belong to me.”

Jimmy darling

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“What? Jimmy, of course not! Why do you say that?”

“You seemed awfully cozy with that guy earlier.”

“It was nothing. He just happened to be in line too. Were you stalking me?”

“No, I was just waiting and I saw you. Does he need a Jimmy Darling ass kicking?”

“Jimmy, you can’t beat up every single man who talks to me.”

“Watch me.”

James Patrick March.

“Darling, I’m afraid one of my best suits needs cleaning. I fear I won’t look as dapper for our dinner tonight.”

“I thought you just had it cleaned?”

“I did, dearest. However, events led to it becoming tarnished.”

“Such as?”

“Well remember that, scoundrel who came to the Cortez yesterday? The one who couldn’t keep his hands off you?”

“James. Tell me you didn’t kill him. You promised.”

“But my little mouse, you didn’t hear him speaking after you left. I simply didn’t have a choice.”

“You killed him because you were jealous. James, I thought you were above that.”

“I’m afraid not, my pet. And now for the rest of his eternal life, he will only see that you’re mine.”

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likablenightmare · 6 months

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"i could fix him", good for you. i’ll be joining him in his insanity.

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kai-anderson-whore · 6 months

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Ghost boy (Tate langdon x fem reader smut) kinktober fic 6

Summary: you and your friends go to the abandoned murder house, where you met Tate

Warnings: smut, sex against a wall, sex with a ghost, teasing, clit stimulation somewhat public sex (since it’s a abandoned house 🤷‍♀️)

Word count: 1,5k

A/n: this was shit and the ending was so rushed, I’m so behind on this so I might not post the full ten fics but if I do they may be some after Halloween

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You heard all the rumours about the infamous murder house, how it's haunted, people who step foot there get killed, how the ghosts that live there aren't really ghosts they're just like humans only cold 'bullshit' you thought. You were always a sceptic about all that paranormal stuff, never believed in it one bit.

So when your friends came up with the idea of visiting the murder house you were more than willing to go and see. You wanted to prove your friends wrong, there was no such thing as ghosts. Now outside the old run down building, wooden barriers barricaded the windows except for one on the side of the house.

"So we going in or what" you spoke up unfazed by the eerie sight of the abandoned house. Your friends on the other hand looked if so they already regretted coming here. "Maybe this isn't a good idea, I mean have you heard the stories y/n, once you go in there's a high chance you never get out to tell the tale" your friend Chelsea's scared tone making you chuckle.

"Yeah and that's what it is a tale, it's just to scare kids from going in here and get drunk, all bullshit" you laughed climbing into the house. "What are you doing, are you crazy!?" Your other friend Oliver hissed. "Oh come on you two wanted to come here in the first place now your chickening out" you scoffed your leather jacket nearly getting caught on an overgrown branch connecting to the brick wall.

"Yeah it's fucking creepy" Oliver admitted you just laughed once again one of your legs on the ledge of the old window, the other inside the house barely touching the ground. "Fine I'm going in, I bet I'll make it out alive" you mocked dismissing them and jumping fully into the old house.

You heard their pleas for you to come back, never did you listen once you got something on your mind you do it. Going further into what you expect to be the dinning room, nothing was really out of place like someone had been living here. Dust was collecting on some parts of the house, no graffiti on the walls or smashed glass like other places you been to 'weird?'.

Nothing really sparked your interests downstairs, deciding to take your attention upstairs. Searching room to room all you found were some old photos of the Harmon family that lived here. Entering another room all dark 'this is probably a boys room' you thought to yourself looking around the room.

Spotting a record collection mostly grunge and rock music nirvana, Alice and the chains, hole and some artists who inspired the grunge scene. "Good taste" you hummed to yourself out loud. "Thanks" a voice chimed making out yelp in fright, clutching your chest.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" You snapped turning your head to find a boy with blonde hair with a amused smile and arms folded over his chest. "Didn't mean to scare you" he defended holding his hands up. "Who are you?" You asked not feeling scared anymore. You couldn't help but find this mysterious guy attractive he wore a knitted sweater with baggy jeans and converse.

"I'm Tate, I live here" he shrugged.

"What you live in a abandoned house yeah right" you scoffed not believing it. "I'm a ghost so yeah I live here" he says in a serious tone. "Sure and I'm the pope, did Chelsea and Oliver set you up for this, if they did nice try" you laughed which only made Tate a little bit frustrated.

"No" Tate unfolds his arms taking a step towards you. "Okay Tate prove your a ghost" you challenged standing from your kneeled position. "Why would I need to prove I'm dead" he scoffed rolling his eyes. "Because your not dead, but you are kinda cute" you smirked, Tate couldn't help but blush at your compliment. "Well thanks I guess, not so bad yourself if I may add" he returned his voice somewhat dulcet but a smirk always playing on his lips.

"Thanks Casper" you smiled biting your bottom lip. Standing up from your kneeled position. Leaving the room exploring more parts of the house. "You know shouldn't really be here alone" Tate speaks up you turn your head, raising an eyebrow. "And why's that Casper?".

"Because you never know what's in here" he shrugs. You chuckled dismissively, "oh yeah the boogeyman is going to get me is is". Tate smirked at you he couldn't lie he thought you were beautiful, with your leather jacket, the way your hair would flow as the breeze of the house swished past you. He oddly felt nervous around you but wanted to be close to you.

You notice his nervousness, smirking to yourself. "Do I make you nervous Casper?".

"What no" he blushed.

"I do" you laughed stepping closer to him, you could practically feel how nervous he was, swallowing a lump in his throat. You smiled seductively at Tate standing in front of him, "maybe just a little" Tate chuckled blushing. A new wave of confidence washed over you, you couldn't deny he was extremely attractive even if it was weird that he was randomly in this abandoned house.

"And why do I make you nervous Casper?" You teasingly asked using your newfound nickname. Tate swallowed a lump in his throat "w-well your really pretty that's why" he mumbles. Now face to face with him. "Oh really I'm pretty?" You teased now playing with the hem of his flannel.

"Yeah" he chuckled, you couldn't deny your attraction to the boy. Now with the sudden wave of confidence you kissed him, feverishly. Tate's eyes blown wide at your sudden action, but responded to your lips nonetheless. Your hand cupped his cheek deepening the kiss.

A moan left your lips feeling Tate's hands on your body, he was cold but you assumed that it was because of the cold air in the abandoned house. Tate grew the confidence to pin you to the nearest wall you gasped feeling the cold wall come in contact with you.

A smirk crept on his lips, his hand on your waist now slowly creeping under your skirt, his thumb coming in contact with your clit, you let out another gasp and he rubbed you through your nearly soaked panties. You grew wetter by the second, your hand gripped his shoulder to steady yourself. "Your so wet" Tate chuckled retracing his hand from your underwear.

His lips attacked your neck leaving purple marks along your delicate skin. You sighed your hand cupped his bulged rubbing him through his jeans. Before unbuttoning the button. "Eager are we?" Tate chuckles. "Just fuck me" you sighed. Tate pulled down his jeans and underwear just enough for his cock to string free.

His hands on the backs on your thighs signalling your to jump, which you did. Your underwear moved to one side he lined himself up with your entrance teasingly. "Don't tease me" you whined. Tate chuckled slowly pushing himself into you. Your eyes rolling back in pleasure your grip on his shoulder tightened.

Tate bottomed out inside you before retracting his hips from you, thrusting in you. Moans slowly crept their way out your lips, he stretched you out perfectly. Your head resting on Tate's shoulder, "harder" you panted your body jolting with each thrust, "I don't think you deserve it yet" Tate grinned, you immediately felt frustrated with his disapproval of your request. "Please, please Casper, I need it please" you begged, Tate's thrusts got even more slower.

"You know that's not my name, say my name and I'll maybe consider it" Tate's voice was more deep and dominant, "I'm sorry Tate, please fuck me harder please tate" you pleaded. “Well since you asked so nicely” he smirked.

His hips thrusted into you in a much faster pace, you almost screamed out in pleasure and pain, it felt so good. Tates hips were erratic the pace they went you were sure he would split you in two. Your head resting on the wall behind you. Your legs pulling him closer.

You felt dangerously close to the edge, Tate could tell “you close?” He asked, you nodded your head humming in response. “Use your words” Tate coaxed, smirking wickedly. “I’m so close” you panted out. Feeling that knot form in your stomach.

“Let go baby” he whispered, you let go over his cock with a loud moan. Your nails digging into his flannel, your orgasm triggering his own release. He pulling out of you spilling his seed on your thigh. You panted trying to catch your breath.

Tate set your feet down on the floor, you fixed your underwear and skirt. “That was fun” Tate smirked tucking himself back into his pants . You smiled nodding “yeah I gotta go my friends are outside waiting on me” I giggled. “Oh okay maybe I’ll see you around?” He asked. “Sure I’ll see you around” you smiled Leaving Tate.

You made it outside seeing your friends by the gates of the abandoned house. “What took you so long we were about to send a search party out for you” Oliver says. “Keep your head on, I’m here now I just found some cool stuff that’s all” you smirked blushing a little. “Come on let’s go” Oliver sighed, the three of you walked away from the house you looked at a window seeing Tate. You smiled and waved as you walked away.

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