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kit-walk3r · 10 months

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The Evans as parents

Here’s something a little different 🙈 Enjoy!

Tate

I hate to break it to people but Tate would not be too involved as a dad

He’d probably be one of those dad’s who pops up every once in a while to do something fun then drops the kid back off at home and disappears for another 6 months. Obviously he can’t do that because he’s, ya know, dead but you get the vibe

Ooo, maybe Halloween is the day he does something with his kid. Since he can leave the house Tate goes somewhere, maybe the park, and meets them and they spend the day together before Tate has to go back to the house. Honestly it’s the child’s favourite day of the year and even though they do notice that their father never ages they don’t ask questions because they’re just happy to be with their dad, and Tate is happy to be with them (since it’s just one day he can have fun with them without full parental responsibilities)

⬆️ If the kid isn’t Satan. If that child is anything like Michael then Tate isn’t interested and will continue spending his days being miserable in the murder house

Kit

Isn’t it obvious? Father of the year

Kit spent a good few years as a single father between Grace and Alma’s deaths, Jude moving in (and then dying ☹️) and remarrying and let me tell you, he was the best father to those kids there could ever be

He’s mother and father to those kids. He does everything for them. He makes their lunches for school every morning, braids Julia’s hair, cooks them dinner, makes sure their clothes are washed and ironed etc., everything a mother is expected to do. He plays games with them both in the backyard, as well as with their trucks and dolls, he helps them with their homework, reads them bedtime stories. Anything those kids ask him to do he will do

When he remarries Kit is hesitant about going back to sharing parental responsibilities because he’d spent so long being the sole parent to Thomas and Julia but he slowly lets that go and welcomes you to into the family as a mother figure to the kids

He’s still the only one allowed to braid Julia’s hair though

Kyle

Kyle tries to be the best dad he can be. He didn’t have a great relationship with his own dad since he walked out on him and his mum (which Kyle hates him for since it was a catalyst for what his mother did to him) so he wants to offer his kid a much better childhood than he was given

He doesn’t have the money to buy them expensive gifts or take them on days out or vacations but he tries to make up for that in any way he can. Almost every weekend is spent out doing something that is free, like park or perhaps a museum when they’re older. He just wants to give his kid fun memories that will stick with them

Kyle’s a young parent, barely twenty, with not much life experience so he’s not perfect and he’s going to make mistakes. He has some days where he acts more like a brother than a dad which can often lead to some trouble but he’s doing his best and that makes him a good dad

He completely cuts ties with his mother after his baby is born. He can’t allow her in his life anymore when he’s caring for someone so vulnerable

Jimmy

Jimmy’s probably the most scared of being a dad, mostly because he’s scared that his kid will have hands like him and will face the prejudice and hate Jimmy has faced his whole life and that he won’t be able to protect them from it

His kid has his hands? Jimmy will teach them from day one that they have nothing to be ashamed of and that there is nothing wrong with them. He’ll instil into them that they should be proud of who they are and that they’re special.

His kid doesn’t have his hands? It sounds mean but Jimmy can’t help but feel a slight bit of relief knowing that they won’t be subjected to the things Jimmy was growing up. He’s still as protective over them as he would be if they did have his hands (especially if they’re a girl) but there’s other things he has to worry about (like someone breaking his little girl’s heart because Jimmy is that sort of a father)

Jimmy would make sure your family live a stable lifestyle. No travelling all over the country as a spectacle like Jimmy did growing up. No, you’d all live in house in a nice, safe neighbourhood where the kid(s) can make friends and have a fun, happy, loving life

James

The child would be his pride and joy but let’s be honest, James is rich and from the 20s. He’d have someone else do most of the parenting

James has plans for the child to become his little protege once they’re old enough and he wants to show them all the perfect ways to kill someone (like how he taught the other serial killers from Devil’s Night)

Even if they were just a few months old James would talk to the child as if they were an adult. He refuses to do baby talk and finds it demeaning. No child of his will be spoken to in such a way

Would definitely name that child after himself if they were a boy. James March Jr. If it’s a girl you can choose, he doesn’t necessarily care

Rory

The ‘fun parent’

Rory is essentially a big kid himself so the most caretaking he does for that child is playtime, and at the most inconvenient times. You’ve just got them settled for bed and then Rory comes in and suddenly there’s a game of hide and seek or tag playing

Rory uses his kid to help him rehearse for auditions. If they’re a baby then he’ll just sit them in front of him whilst he practices his lines and pretend they’re the casting director but if they’re older he’ll give them a copy of the script and have them play the other part

Rory will invite his kid to set all the time, much to the director’s frustration. He says it’s because they want to see what their daddy does but it’s really because he likes to show off to them, but also give them a fun day. He’ll let them meet all the other actors and stuff, give them a really fun day

Rory is definitely the type of parent who does matching halloween costumes with his kid

Kai

Kai finally has his Messiah baby

He has a rota for all the girls of the cult to take turns taking care of the child as that’s the woman’s job

He will spend time with the child and will be their dad but he won’t do any of the actual proper parenting stuff. He’ll occasionally read a bedtime story but it will be about some cult leader or something else traumatic which really isn’t appropriate for like a 4 year old but Kai decides that the kid needs to be toughened up straight away

Although he’s quite angry with everyone else, Kai tries to keep his temper to a minimum around the kid. He still clearly resents his own father and the anger and abuse he inflicted on the Anderson family and although Kai has very questionable morals he doesn’t want to be such an awful figure to his child and cause any sort of emotional hurt that could have a lasting effect on him

Austin

Even if he wasn’t taking the pill Austin would have enough inspiration from his child, who would become his muse

This kid would be so impeccably dressed, all their outfits would be perfect every single day. Austin is a fashion icon, why can’t his kid be?

Austin’s self control gets a little better once he becomes a parent. Kids are very accident prone so Austin has had to deal with his fair share of cuts and bruises, meaning he’s had to learn to control himself around blood so he doesn’t do anything stupid (like suck the blood out of their finger like Harry did)

When he’s taken the pill and is writing a new play Austin can be a little… distant. Not neglectful, just that he is so focused on his play that everything else around him is kind of irrelevant? It’s not as if he leaves the kid alone, they’re being looked after obviously, but they’re just not his number one priority when he’s in writing mode :// when he’s not writing he’s the complete opposite and that child is his world

Austin and his kid definitely do karaoke together. Move over Belle, baby Sommers is Austin’s new partner

Peter

Peter’s like Rory and is the fun parent. Remember what he was like with Billy and Tommy in Wandavision? He’s like that 24/7 with his own kid

Good luck if that child ends up a speedster like Peter. They’ll rarely be around. Peter will be racing them all the time. Sometimes he’ll let them win and then act really sad that he’s been beaten by his like 7 year old

If his kid doesn’t have super speed then once they’re old enough Peter will run around with them on his back to make them feel better about it. He even gives them their own mini goggles so they can feel more like dad 🥺

Yet another Evan character with daddy issues who wants to make sure he’s there for his kid since his dad was never there for him

Colin

Colin’s not necessarily the fun parent but he’s the softer parent

He’s the parent the kid will go to whenever they want something because they know he’ll say yes. He’s kind of a pushover like that. He can’t say no to them. He tries to, honestly. He tells himself ‘no more. I’m not letting this kid walk all over me’ but fails every time. All they have to do is pout and suddenly Colin is down $20 or is driving the kid somewhere you’d not let them go

He does have his stricter moments, but they’re rare. If the kid does something pretty serious then this side of him comes out and he will be dishing out punishments like grounding them but he hates doing it and feels awful afterwards, even though he knows it has to be done

He’d do anything for his kid and has considered quitting being a cop just so he can be at home and see them more. Honestly, he kind of struggles being a cop after becoming a dad anyway. He thinks about some of the stuff he’s seen in the past and knows he wouldn’t be able to stomach that if he saw it now he’s a parent

He’s pretty protective, but not overbearing. He’s seen how cruel the world can be and just wants his child to be safe

Dad!Colin fic based on this here

A couple of these I feel like would make cute fics. Would anyone be interested in me fleshing some of these out into oneshots? Let me know!

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yes-divine-ruler · 1 year

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Can I request rory monohan and fem reader smutt. In this scenario they are both actors and the reader visits him on set. She waits in his trailer until the day is over, getting ready. Rory had recently suggested making a tape with the reader. When he returns they make the tape, smutt (obviously), a lot of extreme degrading and dirty talk for the camera (rory has one of those old home video cameras), a lot of the reader exaggerating their actions for the camera and so on.

I guess this could be used as a base for an Evan fic BUT this is based around my idea of Rory being sort of naive and air-headed and being a guy whose really into porn scenarios.

Please have fun with this idea and go extreme to the max, excited to see what you make of this 💗

Rory Monahan (Evan Peters in AHS Roanoke) x Fem!Reader Smut - “My Little Pornstar” (18+)

i haven’t actually got rory in my character list but I rlly wanted to write this so I hope it lives up to ur expectations 🥺

CW: dirty degradation, porn shooting, oral (m receiving), cream pie, unprotected penetrative sex, fingering

Word count: 1864

"Hey baby, how much money do you think we could get from a sex tape?" Rory had asked once while the two of you sat on the sofa in your high rise apartment in Los Angeles.

You only laughed, thinking that his question was inconsequential, until you answered.

"Probably a few grand."

"You think? I think way more than that, look at us, we're such a hot couple." Rory tackled you down onto the sofa, peppering your face with kisses as you laughed at his conceitedness.

You didn't think that he'd keep bringing it up after that. He was so adamant on this sex tape, that he suggested you'd film one at almost every meal, until you finally caved, and watched him as he fist pumped the air in victory.

You didn't mind being seen on film, even if it was while you shared an intimate moment with your partner. Rory's camcorder was so outdated that you didn't think that anyone could even make out your face if it was filmed on it. The resolution was so shoddy, any video he tried to take always came out grainy.

Your compliance had led to you doing your make up in Rory's film trailer. He was on set, filming his next tv series, when he'd suggested that now was the right time to do it. The spontaneous nature of your impending sex tape almost made it more thrilling.

When your make up was finished, you did a once over in front of the mirror, scrutinising your reflection for any faults in your work. Your eyes wondered over to Rory's film camera, perched on the table behind you. You wondered that despite all the thrill, if you really wanted to go through with it. He could always film it, and if you weren't comfortable, you could keep it for your own viewing pleasure, if that's what you ended up deciding. Having options eased your anxiety, and just in time, Rory swung open the door of his trailer.

"Well if it isn't my little porn star," he purred, turning immediately to the camera and flipping open the screen.

"How was set?" You asked, looking over again at the mirror and fixing a strap of your lingerie. Rory thought that if you wore red lace it would compliment his hair colour.

"Good, all I could think about was this though," he came towards you with his camera, crouching down to set it on the vanity in front of you. You watched as he adjusted the angle, using the mirror to get the placement right.

"I'm kinda nervous Rory," you confessed, pouting as he turned to you with a frown, cupping your cheeks in his hands.

"You'll do great baby, we'll do great, it'll be fine," he reassured you, pulling your head forwards to plant a quick kiss on your lips.

"Okay, you ready? You remembered how we planned it? I've taken the viagra," He said, standing in the middle of his trailer and luring you over with outstretched arms. You nodded reluctantly, getting up and striding over to him in six inch heels.

"It's filming now but- we'll cut out this part, or maybe, we leave it in for authenticity," he rambled, grabbing you by the hips, the smile on his face wide as he looked at you.

"Shut up and let's get this over and done with," you teased, pulling him in by the collar of his plain t-shirt and pressing your lips to his.

Rory didn't hold back, pulling you closer to him so your chests were pressed together, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Your fingers tangled in his short hair, your tongue begging to enter his warm mouth. Almost in an instant, you'd forgotten the camcorder was there, and it felt like every other time you'd expressed your carnal desire for one another.

His hand ran up your back, to the nape of your neck, his fingers grabbing a hold of the ends of your hair. He jerked your head away, a gasp leaving your lips from his roughness, as he forced you down on your knees.

With one hand still in your hair, his other worked at the zip on his jeans, pulling down his boxers next to reveal his already aching erection to you.

"Now be a good girl, and take my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours," he said, running his tip along your soft lips. You nodded graciously, wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, and guiding it towards your open mouth.

You sucked softly on the tip, moaning loudly as you tasted his pre cum, sure to make sure the camera pick up every one of your euphoric noises.

"Oh, just like that, such a little fucking whore," Rory groans, pushing your mouth further onto him, taking almost all of it in your mouth. You tried to withheld your gags, as his tip brushed the back of your throat.

“Gag on it, I wanna hear it,” Rory seethed, his grip on your hair only getting tighter. You whimpered, looking up at him through wet lashes, as he continued to pound his cock into your mouth. He watched you with shuttering eyes as you took his hard length in his mouth, seamlessly leaving it costing in your saliva. You enjoyed giving Rory head; especially when he was rough, you fed off every grunt and every “fuck”, knowing that you were making him feel like he was on cloud nine.

“My god I need to fuck you right now,” he groaned, pulling his cock from your mouth and pulling you to stand. You didn’t get a chance to catch a breath, before he pushes you over to the vanity, right in front of the camera. He bends you over the table top, your ass in the air, as he unclips your lingerie from the middle. It pulls apart in two pieces, your already soaking wet folds on display for him to now marvel at.

Rory crouches down, now face level with your pussy, his fingers reaching out to rub against your swollen clit. You let out a moan of pleasure, as he touches you, his finger toying at your entrance.

“So fucking wet, you like it rough don’t you?” He asks harshly, before plunging a finger inside you, his knuckle grazing your folds. You let out a gasp as he adds another finger, moving them in and out of you at a steady speed. Your fingers grasp at whatever they can, as your eyes screw shut, stars painted across the inside of your eyelids.

“Oh fuck baby,” you breathe out, a whine escaping your lips as his fingers suddenly leave you. Everything was moving so fast, but you craved for his well-endowed length as much as he craved to give it to you.

Before Rory stands, his spreads your folds with his thumbs, spitting directly on your opening. The fire in your lower abdomen burned with passion as he stood, grabbing onto his length and positioning his tip at your entrance.

“How bad do you want it?” He asks, his tip running against your slit teasingly.

“So fucking bad, please Rory, I need you,” you plead pathetically, your face almost directly in front of the camera.

Rory doesn’t wait another moment, pushing his tip inside you, immediately stretching out your walls. He lets out a low groan, as he grips onto your hips, his fingers digging into your skin, only pushing himself further inside you. When he was all the way in, he slowly pulled out. Waves of bliss pulsed through your body from the stimulation on your core, making sure to part your lips and clench your eyes shut for the film, so everyone else knew how good it felt.

“You’re so fucking tight, such a needy cunt between your legs,” Rory said, more to himself, as he thrusts all the way back in slowly.

Suddenly, he picks up pace, moving you back onto his cock by your hips as he rocks all the way in, and all the way out again. Soon he was pounding into you to the beat of a silent drum, every thrust enticing loud moans and profanity from the pair of you.

His head hung back in pleasure as his lips parted, enjoying the feeling of being inside you, feeling you contract around him in titillation. It was an undeniably good feeling, having sex with Rory, but also knowing you could watch back on it later, that the moment didn’t have to end and could be on a continuous loop at your fingertips.

“You like when I fuck you like that?” Rory asks seductively, his thrusts slowing for only a moment as he awaited an answer.

You whimpered at the loss of traction, reaching behind you to try and pull him back into you. He only chuckled, moving his body away from your searching hand.

“Yes, please, more,” you choke out, your head falling forwards in desperation as Rory then continues to pound into you. His hand snaked around to your front, his fingers making contact with your throbbing clit and rubbing small circles.

Reaching behind you, you spread your cheeks and arched your back to help drive Rory’s cock in farther. The deep penetration sent your body into overdrive, falling into a moaning mess, feeling every push up against your g spot.

“That it baby, spread out for me, I wanna feel you cum around my cock,” Rory’s lips were by your ear, whispering words of dirty encouragement to you as you felt yourself approaching your sweet release.

With Rory massaging your engorged clit, and his balls slapping against your dripping pussy with every fast, deep thrust the knot in your stomach finally untied. Gushing around him, Rory let out a low growl, feeling every contraction and working you through your orgasm.

“That’s it baby, fucking cum for me,” he nipped at your earlobe, your legs shaking as you tried to take his last few thrusts before his own release.

“Gonna cum,” Rory said briefly, his fingernails digging into the skin of your hips as he finally met with his climax, his warm load coating your pulsing walls.

He pulled out shortly after, hastily reaching for the camcorder, as you remained bent over the vanity, breathless, feeling like you’d just had the best sex of your entire life. Rory crouched down behind you again, his camcorder viewing his semen as it dripped from your exposed core, down the inside of your thigh, mixed with your own arousal.

He turned off the video, pacing over to his laptop on his desk, pulling up his pants as he walked.

“That’s a wrap baby!” He said excitedly, earning a small defeated laugh from you.

You finally stood up, taking a deep breath of composure, following him over to his desk and taking a seat in his lap.

He reached around you to plug in his camcorder, pulling up the footage of your prior activities, waiting for it to transfer over.

“Now we get to watch it,” he said, pressing soft kisses to your neck, “you were so good, my little pornstar.”

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chiptaylorsfirst · 1 year

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Kinkmas: Day 10

Day 10 - Sextape

Word Count: 1,523

Pairing: soft!dom!Rory Monohan x sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Smut, sex tape, fingering, oral sex (female receiving)

Summary: Rory wants to make a movie of his own and luckily, you get to be the stars.

Rory was in the public eye for quite a while since he won a Golden Globe award for Best Actor in a Motion Picture and since he decided to publicly be engaged to you. He was congratulated by many not only for winning an award but for making something so official with the love of his life. To celebrate, he’d partied long and hard the night before, getting drunk and passing out. You ended up dragging him to the car and driving him to your shared home. Now, he laid beside you, his eyes fluttering open as he awoke. “Morning, beautiful,” he said, his eyes fixed on you as he woke up. “Good morning, feeling any better?” He nodded.

“Yeah, my head hurts a little bit but I’m okay.” You nodded, deep in thought. “You need some breakfast then and a large glass of water. I’ll make sure you get a pill for too.” “Okay then, doctor,” he responded, slightly surprised at your decision to take care of him this morning. After eating the breakfast you made, drinking the water, and taking the pill, Rory felt much better and he felt his hungover state fade away. You kissed him on his forehead, watching as he started to wash his dirty dishes. “Baby, is today the day that you leave,” you asked.

He was supposed to be leaving in a few days so he could start on acting in another movie and getting scenes done. You wished that their filming location was closer to home so you could see him everyday instead of having him away. “I leave in 4 days. That’s plenty of time for me and you to enjoy ourselves and I packed extra early so we wouldn’t have any loss time.” You smiled, loving how thoughtful your fiancé was. “What are you planning, Rory?” He turned to you, finished cleaning his dirty dishes.

“I don’t know, giving you a little something so you won’t miss me as much. I have a gift to you.” You waited for him, watching him walk away to get something. It was a gift box with a large bow on top. You could tell that whatever was in that box cost a plenty penny that didn’t take much for Rory to spend. You undid the bow, taking off the top then taking out the tissue paper, desperate to see what your actual gift was. When you finally saw what it was, your face beamed with excitement. “It’s for when I get back from filming.” It was pastel blue lingerie. It was mostly mesh material. The designs were little butterflies embroidered in the thread. You saw that the outfit came with a matching garter belt and you immediately thanked him for it.

“Rory, it’s so pretty and cute. Thank you so much.” He smiled and kissed you. “I knew you’d like it.” You put it back in the box, placing it somewhere for later. Your mind was filled with memories of how Rory would fuck you in lingerie. The outfit never came off and he’d always pull the fabric to the side. “You thinking about something, baby?” You looked up at him, your face flushed. “Mm hmm.” He smirked at you. “What about,” he asked, already knowing the answer by your body language. “Something,” you responded. He wasn’t one to press answers out of you unless it was very important so he looked over it, deciding not to make you admit it.

“You know, I still have another something to tell you.” You wondered what he could be speaking to you about, your brain full of thoughts and ideas of what he could be planning on doing. “Come here,” he said, his voice just over a whisper. You went to him. He smiled. “So, I decided that because I’m leaving in a few days and I’m really gonna miss you that we should probably make a movie of our own for me to watch.” His voice was the normal high energy and joyous one you were used to in contrast to how it sounded before. “You want to make a sex tape,” you questioned, unsure about your emotions on this. “Yeah, baby. It’s for whenever I need some ideas and I’m away from you.”

“But what about the press, the public eye, the internet? You do realize how easily a video can get into the wrong hands and tear up our reputation, right?” He sighed, shaking his head. “I’m not gonna let that happen, I promise. You have my word, okay?” You nodded. “Okay, we’ll do it but no funny business, or I’ll chop your dick off, got it, Rory? He acted as if he were in fear, running to your couch and falling on it. “Oh, my dearest darling Y/N, please don’t do that to me. That’s the most useful part of myself I have.” You laughed, putting your hand out for him to take. “Get up so we can get started before I change my mind.”

He got up almost immediately as the sentence slipped from your mouth, his eyes fixed on yours as you started to walk hand in hand to your shared bedroom. The two of you got in the bed, your lips on one another as you kissed passionately, desperately, lustfully. The kiss was indescribable, making you melt inside. “Babe, you’re so fucking hot,” Rory exclaimed, getting out of the bed to set up a camera that was far enough to capture the two of you but also away so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable by seeing it. When he got back in the bed, your make-out session continued. You both moaned in one another’s mouths, getting more and more aroused as time went by.

When the kiss eventually broke, he took this as the time to move on to the next thing he wanted to do. He lifted up the skirt of your nightgown, proud to see that you hadn’t worn any underwear. He then lowered his head down, getting comfortable in between your thighs as he began to work his magic. He only kitten-licked you at first, your fresh arousal on his tongue as he proceeded to taste you. Soon, he went feral, his tongue curling and flicking, making you squirm underneath him and moan.

When you felt him add his fingers, all control that you tried to keep over yourself went away. His fingers curled inside of you as he lapped at your cunt, thoroughly enjoying giving you the pleasure you deserved. You came on his tongue and fingers and he drank it all like a man whose thirst could never be quenched. Your brain felt slightly hazy from your very recent orgasm. He got out of the bed, grabbed a condom and put it on. “Are you ready for the main course, baby?” You never understood how he could switch from giving you the most mind-shattering of orgasms to turning back into the sweetest and cutest person alive.

“Yeah, Rory. I hope I haven’t been fooled by the appetizer.” You both giggled and he walked to you, getting in bed before lining himself up with your opening. You both moaned at the feeling of your bodies being connected, his hard cock fully inside of you. His elbows were on each side beside your head, his eyebrows knitted and his strokes slightly rough. It made you feel blessed that Rory existed so you could see such a sight. When he opened his eyes again, they bored into your own.

You felt so vulnerable yet safe in his arms. The action was intimate and pleasurable between the two of you, both feeling the same towards one another. He shifted a bit, still fucking you through it all. His hands grabbed your legs, placing them on his waist, providing a better angle. You felt his hair tickle your collarbone as he leaned his head down, kissing your neck and marking it. “Rory,” you gasped out as you felt him hit that special spot inside you. “Mm hmm,” he responded, focused on getting you to your second climax. “Fuck, you feel so mm, so good, baby. Please don’t st-stop.” You felt the knot in your stomach come loose, your arms tightly wrapping around him before you kissed him. You swore you scratched his skin off as you came but he hadn’t cared, too blissed out by you.

You felt overstimulated as he went on, stopping when he got his release and pulling out from you. He threw away the condom and walked back to you before kissing you on your cheek and getting back in the bed with you. “That was fun, Mr. Monphan.” He smirked as he cuddled up against you. “It sure was, soon to be Mrs. Monohan. You think you’d like dessert?” You smiled and nodded. “Yeah, desert sounds delicious both literal and metaphorical.” Before you knew it, the two of you were at it again, only this time, you were on top. The day went on with kisses and cuddles, making you wish that Rory would stay longer but excited for when he’d come back from his trip.

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just-john-and-me · 2 months

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MEETING RORY MONAHAN AS AN EXTRA ON SET

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slutforgarlogan · 2 months

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First time | Pre death Kyle Spencer x F! reader

Summary: Kyle and reader have been seeing each other for a while and the reader loses her v card to him

Warnings: smut, p in v, hair pulling like once, praise, first time, pretty basic vanilla shit its just Kyle being adorable, oral (f recievering), kinda rushed at the end i have 3 overdue assignments to attend to

His lips softly meld with yours and his tongue darts out his between his lips, swiping over your bottom lip as a silent request for you to open your mouth. You obliged, and your tongue slips into his mouth too, wrestling for dominance.

You and Kyle had known each other for almost a year now, you'd met him at one of his frat's parties, and you fell for him instantly. Making out was a regular thing for you both, though you'd never taken it any further - you were a virgin. You weren't ashamed of it by any means, you just weren't interested in losing it to someone who didn't mean anything to you. But it was moments like these with Kyle that you wish you had just a little bit of experience. Just to be confident enough to take it further.

His hands run down your body, tracing your figure, and he stops when they're cupping your ass to squeeze it a little. His tongue is still exploring your mouth, winning the battle for dominance as you keep your arms tightly wound around his neck.

Eventually you broke apart for a second, locking eyes breathlessly. He gives you a soft smile, before moving in to kiss you again, one hand holding the side of your neck in a way that made you want to take him right then, and the other on the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair as he kisses you. You instinctively wrap your arms around his torso, pulling him closer to you.

You match the rhythm of how he's kissing you, and you feel his hand tug at your hair. You let out a small whimper by accident, and you feel your face flush out of embarrassment. He moves the hand from your neck down to your shoulder, pushing one of the straps of your dress down your shoulder as he pulls away.

You look at him, not sure what you can say, but he opens his mouth before you can, smirking "Oh? You like that dont you?" You just look at him doe eyed and nod meekly. He lets out a soft chuckle, continuing what he was doing, reaching his hand out to push the other dress strap down.

You watch his hand, not saying anything for a second and not daring to look him in the eyes as you regain the ability to speak, though your voice comes out as barely a whisper "Kyle"

His eyes flick up to look at your face again, and you still don't dare to lock your eyes with his. He hums a little "mhm" in response, waiting for you to speak. You feel a little embarassed, and you look at the little space of floor in between the two of you's feet, tone still hushed. "I've never.. I'm a virgin"

He puts his finger under your chin, and tilts your head up to face him. You reluctantly let your eyes lock with his, and his gaze is soft, a small smile painted on his pretty face. "We don't have to do anything. It's up to you, really"

"No no, i want to" you almost stammer it out. You'd been longing for something more for a while, but you were scared you would mess up and you would hate to embarass yourself in front of Kyle.

He raises an eyebrow, keeping his expression soft and warm, and the comforting smile never left his lips "You sure?"

You nod, and he smiles, slowly moving his hand back over to pull your dress down and moving back a bit to let you step out of it yourself. You do so, and you feel a little self conscious stood in front of him in just your bra and panties. You look at his face, and you can't actually read it. Your mind is racing, overthinking like crazy, but Kyle smiles and whispers lowly "You're so beautiful"

You exchange a small and cheesy smile with him as your cheeks turn pink once again, and he points at his bed behind you. "Sit, let me take care of you" You back up, sitting down when you feel the side of the bed against the back of your legs. You're already soaked through and he's barely touched you yet - you can feel it too, your body aching deliciously for him to touch you.

He sits on the floor in front of you, on his knees, and he presses an open mouthed kiss on your chest, in between your boobs. He trails kisses down your torso, softly sucking on the skin a couple times, leaving light marks that make your breath hitch. Your eyes stay trained on him as he gets closer to the place you need him most, and he gently hooks 2 of his fingers over the waistband of your underwear, looking up at you with a soft gaze. "Is this okay?" he asks, just to give you the opportunity to back out if you weren't sure. You nod a little at him, and he notices how quiet you've been the whole time, not taking the small nod as a real answer. "Words baby"

Your eyes are still trained on him as you reply softly, and you can hear a bit of desperation in your voice. "Yes, Kyle please"

He's clearly satisfied with that answer, as he pulls ur panties down your legs, watching a string of your arousal connect from your core to your panties for a second before it breaks. You're absolutely soaked, and Kyle is obssessed with the effect he has on you. He grins to himself as he tosses your panties to the side, not commenting on how wet you are in case he embarrases you.

He uses his big hands to carefully push your thighs apart, putting them over his shoulders as he teasingly blows air onto your core. You mewl quietly, looking at him with desperate glossed over eyes. silently begging him to not tease you. He lets out a quiet breathy chuckle, and licks a stripe from your hole to your clit. You take a sharp breath in, arching slightly. "Kyle please dont tease"

He is relishing in how desperate you are for him, and he wants to tease you more but he decides to be nice since its your first time. He dips his head down fully, and presses a feather light kiss to your clit, and then kitten licks the sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hands fly into his hair, tangling your fingers in his soft blond locks as he licks and sucks your clit.

He moves a hand down too, pressing a finger to your hole and slowly pushing it in, before pulling it back out and pushing it in again, continuing to pump it at a steady rhythm. Your breathing starts to get heavier, as you let out quiet moans and whimpers arching your back on his sheets. He adds another finger, stretching you out ready for his dick, scissoring the two fingers inside you, and then curling them upwards to his the spongy spot inside you that makes you moan out.

"fuckk Kyle, right there" He smiles againsg your pussy as you moan. He latches his mouth on your already overly sensitive clit, sucking it quite harshly and tears threaten the corners of your eyes at the heavy stimulation. You whimper out a string of curse words along with pleas of his name "im so close"

He brings his other hand off your thigh to press your abdomen, sucking your clit harder and keeping the pace with his fingers. You feel the coil in your stomach start to tighten, and it snaps with a particularly harsh suck on your clit. Your legs tremble a little around his head and you snap your thighs shut, locking his head in place as you moan out his name like a mantra, walls clenching as you cum around his fingers.

He pumps his fingers in and out a couple more times as he pulls his head away, letting you ride out your high. "Good girl, you did so well for me. Do you think you can do another?"

You take a second to catch your breath, and then nod at him "mhm, want you inside Kyle"

He smiles again, unbuttoning his trousers in a hurry as you unclasp your bra, throwing it across the room. He crawls onto the bed, hovering over you as he takes his shirt off, tossing it across the room, and you can feel his dick brush against your thigh.

He looks down at your face as he lines himself up with your entrance, smiling softly and pushing himself in. He bottoms out, stretching out your walls and then stills, looking at you for a signal to move. It hurt a little bit, but the pain was bareable, and a bit pleasurable. You nod gently, breathing out a small "please"

He gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead, thrusting in and out of you lovingly at a pace that wasnt fast by any means, but it wasnt slow either.

He picks up the pace after a while, kneading your breast with one hand. Kyle lets out a low moan, eyes fluttering shut, "Fuckk baby, you feel so good" you just whimper in response to it, still feeling sensitive from cumming not long ago.

Kyle snakes his hand down from your breast, moving it down to your clit to rub soft circles on it, thrusting into you harder and faster, making you moan and whimper underneath him. He's getting closer, and he tries to concentrate on not cumming - wanting to get you to finish before he pulls out. His dick twitches a little and his thrusts become just the slightest bit sloppier. He puts pressure on your clit with his finger, and you whimper out a string of desperate pleas.

He leans down to place a kiss on your shoulder. "I know baby, let go" You whimper, and pulse around him, cumming all over his cock. "Good girl" his voice comes out as a broken moan. He pulls out at an insane speed and you whine at the abrupt loss of contact.

You watch him as he gives his dick a couple pumps before he spills his load onto your stomach. The noises he makes are nothing short of sinful, the sight and sound of him making your aching and sensitive cunt clench around nothing and he collapses down next to you, kissing your shoulder as he does so, catching his breath for a second.

"I love you Ky"

He smiles at you softly, reaching his hand out to rub a thumb over your cheek as he locks eyes with you. "I love you too"

He stands up off the bed. "Lets get you cleaned up baby"

#evan peters smut #evan peters ahs #kyle spencer #kyle spencer smut #kyle spencer x reader #kyle spencer x you #evan peters x you #evan peters ahs smut #ahs smut #american horror story #smut #tate langdon #jimmy darling #kit walker #james patrick march #rory monahan #kai anderson

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greenxgloss · 29 days

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haaaiii mootie pie!! i'm here with a lil request :3

so like, i don't have any actual ideas BUT soft fluffy gentle sex with charlie hhrnmmggnghnrhhrnrm 😵‍💫 idk sorry, bye bye mwahh!!

MOOTIE PIE I LOVE THAT AND THE DRAWING this is so cute

Movie Date (Charlie Walker) NSFW

Tags: @romanroyapoligist @nevvdrinksteaa @444rockstargf @wildathevrt

Summary: you ask Charlie on a movie date at home and you escalate the moment, unable to hold yourself back Contents: Fem!Reader, NSFW, Use of Y/N, Soft!Dom!Charlie (cuz ik you like that one pooks), unprotected sex, p in v, reader receiving oral

You slipped on your black lace set as you got ready for your date with Charlie. you finally worked up the courage to ask him out knowing he wouldn't make the first move and you planned to put out on the first date of course.

You finished getting ready, sitting in excitement waiting for the clock to hit. and suddenly you heard the knock on your front door. quickly you got the popcorn out and ran to the door to answer it. "Hi!" you exclaimed, your eagerness getting away from you. And you would have been embarrassed if it wasn't for the grin already glued to his face with flowers in his hands. "You sweet boy." you said pulling him inside and closing the door behind him. "Hi." he said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath and immediately you could tell he was nervous.

"I got some new horror movies for us to watch." you said, bubbly and excited, taking the bouquet from his hands and leading him to the kitchen to search for a vase. "That's actually the sweetest thing." he giggled. all he could do was look at you endearingly like he was staring at his dream girl. "you haven't kissed me yet." he said, holding his hands behind his back like a boy waiting patiently for his turn. you giggled. "in time my sweet boy." you teased, taking his hand and leading him to the living room after putting the flowers in water.

You plugged in the first movie and sat next to Charlie, crossing a leg over his lap and snuggling into him, making sure you jumped into him when a scary scene came on. obviously, you weren't scared you just wanted him to hug you tighter. your hands unconsciously slipped down his waist.

He let out a forced yawn and wrapped his arm around you, causing you to giggle. "you're such a cliche." you told him. "i-is that bad?" he asked, looking down at you. "no I like it, I like the cliche, I like when you touch me." you whispered, causing him to reach around and gently lay his hand on your lower stomach. your breath hitched. "like this?" he asked quietly and you nodded in response as he inched his hands lower. "you know why I haven't kissed you yet?" you asked, getting up and turning to straddle him. "to torture me?" he asked, looking up at you and placing his hands on your hips. "no I just knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself once I started." you told him as you leaned down to kiss him.

You tugged at his shirt and he pulled away to take it off. you sat back and watched him, running your hands down his chest. "God Charlie you're so fine." you whispered. he pulled you in, kissing you softly and sensually, raising the hair on your arms. "Charlie." you spoke. "yeah?" he breathed out. "I need you." You began unzipping his jeans as you began getting undressed. "oh you planned to put out on the first date huh?" he asked almost out of breath eyefucking you in your matching set and it made you more eager, you just wanted to put your hands all over him. "of course I did." you giggled, wiggling out of your jeans. you saw his eyes falter for a moment, thinking you probably did this with most guys. "only for you Charlie." you whispered, getting back on his lap.

Charlie already had a hard on, begging for your gentle hands to wrap around it. you began grinding your hips down and his mouth opened right up. "oh fuck it feels so good, Y/N." he gripped your hips gently, scared to bruise you. charlie leaned in to gently bite down on your neck, leaving hickeys. "brand me, baby. I want to be at school showing people I'm yours." your words tasting like sugar slipping through your lips. though his mouth wasn't on yours, Charlie groaned into your skin at how sweet you tasted. he reached down to pull your panties aside and lifted you to slowly slip himself into your heat.

he craved you so bad, wanting to please you and listen to you whine out his name. This being exactly what you did as it slipped deeper and deeper. "oh Charlie fuck." the sound of your moan pushing Charlie to lightly buck his hip up. "yeah? that feels good? tell me what you want. faster?" he asked, watching you close your eyes in pleasure. "no keep going slow I like it. please please just keep going." you said reaching down and rubbing tight circles on your clit. "that's my job baby let me do all the work." he said, gently pulling away your hand and flipping you on your back now in missionary.

he replaced your hand and began rubbing those quick tight circles while keeping his slow pace. you were now a moaning mess begging him to speed up. "you feel so good Y/N." he said both of you now sweating and feeling your release approach. "I'm- I'm close Charlie." you stuttered as his thrust became sloppy. you gripped the pillow behind you as you felt yourself untangle and melt under his touch. he moaned out, collapsing on your chest.

"you're so beautiful." he let out as you both caught your breath. "and wow you sound just as beautiful." you could hear his smirk as you said this, running your hands through his hair. "speak for yourself loser." you joked. "right I'm the loser but you couldn't kiss me because you wouldn't be able to hold back from fucking." he said looking up at you, leading you to lightly pulling his hair. "watch it pretty boy." you said, leaning over to kiss his forehead.

"Can I.." he trailed off, reaching his hand down to your heat. "UM YES? Be gentle I'm still sensitive" you exclaimed. "I love it when you ask for permission like I'd ever say no." you said, rushing to sit up when he got off you. he spread your legs and kissed up your thighs until he reached your dripping heat. "I'll make sure to do it every time." he said before licking a stripe up your pussy. you let out a quiet moan, your hand flying up to your mouth. "don't cover your mouth baby I wanna hear those sweet moans." he whispered up at you, pulling away. you nodded. he went back down, sucking and gently biting causing your back to arch as you gripped his hair. "oh god it's so good." you whimpered as his tongue dipped into you and before you knew it you spilled your release into his mouth. "you taste so good Y/N." he said, getting up to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips, biting his lower lip. "you can have a taste whenever you want, my love." you said, pulling away. the both of you cuddling on the couch the rest of the night, switching the movie over to a romcom and feeding each other popcorn.

there would definitely be more dates.

A/N: i worked a little bit more on this one HOPE YOU LIKED IT ARTIE!!

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akillerbeforeyou · 2 months

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Anything.

(Kai Anderson x fem!reader)

Authors note: Heyy! This is my first time writing for Kai (and writing on Tumblr in general) so please feel free to tell me how you feel about it! It will be a two-parter (smut in the second part) because I'm lazy and didn't feel like writing more. Also, this is barely proofread.

Also! This fic is heavily inspired by a Kai bot from @fear-is-truth I wouldn't have had the motivation to start writing again if it wasn't for that bot so thank you!

Word count: around 1k

Content warning: implied sexual content, implied violence, that's pretty much it for now.

read part two here

It was my fault. I had fucked up, big time.

From the very beginning, Kai had taken a liking to me. I've always been good at following rules to a tee with little to no hesitation. So naturally, I became one of Kai's favorites. When the role of his devoted girlfriend was first assigned to me, I assumed it was just that- a role to play- just another tactic to sway the voters in favor of him. I mean, who doesn't love a candidate with family-oriented values? it would be a way to humanize him and soften his image to the public. and who better to play the part than the one woman who had been willing to walk to the end of the world for him since the very get-go? Over time, I realized our relationship was more than just a facet of his public persona. I genuinely cared about him- and in his way, he felt the same. He would ask something of me, and I would do it. Never once since joining the cause did I feel threatened by him. Until now.

I woke up confused, not remembering having laid down in the first place. As my vision cleared, I recognized the basement, dimly lit and empty. The grogginess I had originally woken up to started to fade as I looked down to find I had been completely tied down in the chair I was seated in. That's when I reminded myself of the previous 'mission' I had gone on with the rest of FIT where we had to retreat early to avoid getting caught after I had been the one to draw too much attention to the group.

Fuck. Kai wasn't anywhere in sight, but I could feel his presence. I had been by his side since day one and I knew all too well how this would end. The sound of his footsteps broke the silence in the room, followed closely by his voice.

"Now. What am I going to do with you?" I could feel his hot breath tickling the back of my neck as he leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Divine Ruler. I'm sorry. I really am." I did my best to get out full sentences but every few words I was interrupted by involuntary sniffles. "Good girls don't fail their leaders. I thought you'd learned that by now.." he paused, and I held my breath as I remembered the multiple occasions I had watched others being brutalized for mistakes smaller than the one I had just made. "You know I have to punish you, right? It wouldn't be right for you to get away with screwing up this big." he circled me as I bit my lip, trying to hold back tears and completely unable to respond. "Say something, little lamb." he paused before feigning concern "Aw, are you scared? is that it?" I looked up and nodded my head. "Well, you should be. I'm furious with you. and you know what I'm like when I'm furious at someone." my heart pounded in my chest as I scrambled to find the right words to say- if that was at all possible. "Please Kai-" I stop myself midway through using his name, knowing that will only further my punishment "-Divine Ruler, I'm so sorry I am. you know I would never purposely sabotage you, sir" I say as my lips tremble and hot tears begin to stream down my face. He leans in, impossibly close to me before continuing to speak. "How cute. Look at how much you're crying for me when I haven't even hurt you- yet." "Yet..?" I stutter watching a sadistic grin spread across his face. "That's right, little lamb. I haven't decided how I'm going to punish you yet, but there'll be a punishment, I can assure you that much." Another moment of silence as I try and think of some sort of response- to no avail, of course. "Perhaps it's time I really whipped you into shape, little lamb. Maybe then you'll learn how to behave properly like a good little girl would." His tone is cruel and sharp enough to cut glass. I inhaled deeply "Please- Divine Ruler don't you think there isn't any need for that" I looked up at him with doe eyes "I've never failed you before sir it won't happen again- don't I deserve to be let off with a warning" Normally, talking to Kai like this would be a sure-fire way to end up being thrown in a ditch- but I knew deep down he'd be somewhat more lenient with me than the others, considering our relationship. "Oh, you think you deserve to be let off with a warning? Why's that? Because you're my special little lamb, and you've been a good girl up until now?" he pauses with a light chuckle to himself "Well, I'm in a bad mood now, Y/N, so I don't really care what you deserve. I want to punish you, and no amount of pleading and weeping is going to change my mind." he said, with eyes as cold as ice and words as harsh as nails. "I've been such a good girl" I plead with both my tone as well as my eyes "Please baby, I love you" the second sentence I speak in a whisper, knowing Kai would either react extremely negatively to me calling him baby or extremely positively, but no in between.

To anyone else, it would seem as if he did not react- but I could see his face soften as he soaked in my pleas. He would never admit it, but he liked it when I called him baby. And he liked it even more when I was begging and at his mercy.

"Baby" my voice quivers as I look up at the man I adore- as well as fear. Kai's expression softens some more, and the cruelty in his eyes has almost completely faded.

"Again."

I take a deep breath of air and try my best to smile sweetly through the tears "Baby, every single thing I do is for you. for us. please" I watch as Kai's breathing becomes heavier. his mouth curls up into an almost predatory smile as he hears my words. "That was perfect," he says, caressing my cheek. I lean into his touch as his thumb circles over my cheekbone. His gaze remains locked on mine, filled with something seeming more like affection than hatred. He continues in a gentler tone "You are my good girl, aren't you?"

"Of course I am. I would do anything for you." I watch as his grin returns, less sinister and a lot more warm. As fucked up and unhealthy as it was, there isn't anything that turns Kai on more than devotion.

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Good girl," Kai says sweetly as if he had completely forgotten about his earlier anger

"You know what I want from you now, don't you, my little lamb?" I bite my lip, mascara stains my face "Just say the word, and I'll do whatever you want" "Hm... I could still punish you, couldn't I? You failed me when I needed you most.... you've got to atone for that somehow, don't you?" my stomach flips as he leans in even closer to me. "But... maybe I can forgive this time. I am feeling particularly generous today, after all. I've got a better idea."

"Thank you, divine ruler. you really are good to me. please tell me, what idea are you talking about sir" I ask in my softest tone, letting Kai take the rails. "Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart... you know very well what I'm talking about." he draws his hand even lower, moving it up my thigh, slowly inching upward. I throw my head back and hiss slightly as his hand trails up my thigh, a shock of pleasure courses through my body at the small contact he makes. "I'll do whatever you want. I live to serve you. Just please- untie me from the chair, baby" Kai takes a moment to think to himself before he begins unties to me. As the bonds are undone, I can feel the blood rush to my limbs once more, relief washing over me after what seemed like an eternity of suffering.

"Good girl. Now... get on your knees."

Feel free to give me constructive criticism! I am also thinking of starting a taglist so let me know if you want to be tagged in part two/future fics. Thanks!

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embraceanewmaneachnight · 2 months

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y’all are SLEEPING on Austin Sommers like that bloodthirsty theatre kid is fucking hot

#we all need to collectively step up our game 😭😭#he’s too pretty to be underrated #american horror story #AHS #ahs fandom #austin sommers #ahs red tide #austin sommers x reader #evan peters #kai anderson #tate langdon #rory monahan #Kit Walker #james patrick march #jimmy darling #kyle spencer

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kai-anderson-whore · 1 year

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Late sleepless nights (smut) (evan peters x fem reader)

Summary: you had trouble sleeping and evan wanted to help you with that

Warnings: smut , fingering, oral(f receiving) , p in v sex.

A/n: I'm still doing request also if anyone has any ideas feel free to ask 😊

The crisp wind blowing through the bedroom you shared with your boyfriend evan,laying on his stomach, the soft snores coming from his lips, his arm draped across tour waist.

The room was dark looking over to the alarm clock, on your bedside table to see it was only 3:45AM, you sighed the third time this week you couldn't sleep.

You hadn't voiced your issue with evan, not worrying him since he's already under a lot of stress with the dahmer series. You learned to deal with it, just staring up at the ceiling, thinking about anything your mind could.

Feeling evan stirring beside you, cringing that you had woken him up somehow, "baby?" He mumbled pulling you closer, feeling the warmth of his body, on you.

"Sorry did I wake you?" You asked as he placed his head on your chest using your breasts as a pillow, "no felt cold why you awake?" He sleepily sighed, as your fingernails ran through his scalp lulling him back to his slumber.

"I don't know I've been like this for days I don't know what it is" you said, evan placed a kiss on your chest through your vest top, his leg drapped over you.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, lifting his head up to meet your eyes, "because I didn't want you worried I'm sure it's nothing probably just overtired that I can't sleep" you concluded.

"We'll call the doctor in the morning" he said, placing a kiss on your neck lazily on your sweet spot, making you let out a soft sigh.

Evan kept sucking, biting that spot, a string of sighs and whimpers escaping your soft lips, your hands on the nape of his neck holding him in place, evan moved his body essentially hovering over you.

"Since you can't sleep let's pass some time" he mumbled againt your now bruised skin, "evan please don't tease me" you whispered, your core now damping your thong.

Evan brought his knee to your cunt, you shamelessly grinding against it, "fuck" you moaned, evan sat up discarding you vest, exposing your breasts, his hand grabbing onto your right breast, his mouth on your left nipple.

"Feel good?" He asked, you couldn't speak still moving your hips on his knee, giving him a small nod, his hand abandoned your right breast, along with his knee, leaving you frustrated, at the loss of pleasure.

Evan took notice of your frustration, his hand now snaking its way down your body, disappearing into your panties, effortlessly massaging your bundle of nerves, you eyes immediately shutting, shocks of blissful pleasure shooting through you.

Evans lips tugging into a smirk as he slipped a finger into your cunt, pumping his digit, your back arching as he added another, eyes rolling back, pornographic sound, leaving your lips.

Pumping his fingers, curling them hitting that spot perfectly, bringing you closer to the edge, "evan I'm close" you sighed your body moving in sync with his fingers.

"That's it fuck yourself on my fingers, then I'll fuck you with my tongue and my cock" he informed, hearing him day that made that coil snap in your core, that euphoric pleasure of your orgasm.

Cumming hard on his fingers, evan pulling his hand away from your cunt, pulling your underwear all the way off your legs discarding them on the floor, his arms wrapped around your thighs, hands holding your wriggling hips down.

Evan licked a strip up for folds, collecting your juices, a small moan leaving his lips, your hand instantly tugging on his locks, your thighs closing around his head as he sucked on your clit.

Evan spreading your legs further apart, pinning your hips to the mattress, his tongue kitten licked your clit, you moans now unbearable to maintain, your body jolting with each lick of your boyfriends tongue.

"Fuck evan don't stop please" you panted, your hands still on his head holding him where you want him, his tongue now darting inside you, his nose brushing the bundle of nerves his Tongue once occupied.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" you screamed letting your juices coat his tongue as he licked every drop from your dripping pussy, your back arching, your body jolting with the overstimulation.

Evan removed his tongue from you, hovering over you so he was face yo face with you, capturing you in a heated passionate kiss, allowing you to taste yourself, before removing his boxers.

Freeing his erection, you drooling at the sight, evan placed his lips back on yours, lining himself up with your entrance, you gasped into the kiss, your nails digging into his back, turning evan on more.

Thrusting into you, your walls blissfully warm and inviting to him, fluttering around his cock, evan swallowing your soft moans.

His soft, passionate thrusts captivated you in euphoria, your legs caging around him keeping him close, "you feel so good baby" evan groaned holding your leg over his body.

You couldn't even form words, the pleasure blurred out any thoughts you had, "fuck" was all you could let out, Evan's lips back on your neck, sucking on the skin leaving more bruises.

You didn't care, you always got more turned on when evan marked you, branding you as his, "I'm close" you moaned, evan thrusted faster chasing his own release, "wait for me" he grunted.

A few more thrusts you couldn't hold it much longer, your begs and pleas to evan for your release,"go on baby cum" he said both cumming at the same time.

Feeling evan spill his seed into you, as you coat his dick in your arousal, evan slowly thrusted through your orgasms, before proceeding to flop down ontop of your, "tired now?" He panted.

"Yeah you wore me out" you chuckled playing with his hair, evan pulled out of you grabbing a towel, cleaning you up.

"Thank you" you smiled sleepily, evan climbed into bed, pulling your frame closer to him, giving you neck a kiss, "whenever you can't sleep just let me know from now on" he mumbled wrapping an arm over your waist.

"I will, I think you needed that aswell if I'm being honest" you said earning a chuckle from your boyfriend, "Yeah I did as well" he said drifting back to sleep.

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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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kit-walk3r · 9 months

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Rory Monahan SFW alphabet

The little redhead deserves some loving so here it is

Warnings: none

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Rory is annoyingly affectionate, to the point where it’s almost too much. He’s very physically affectionate which can get distracting. You’re trying to do something and he’ll come up behind you and interrupt whatever it is you’re doing, trying to get your attention by wrapping his arms around you and pulling you towards him instead. It’s nice, but always at the most inconvenient moments.

If/when your relationship is public he’s got no issues being seen affectionate with you out and about, holding your hand, wrapping arm around you etc. He actually likes looking at paparazzi photos of the two of you and commenting on how you are a good looking couple.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Being Rory’s friend comes with a lot of perks. He’ll invite you to set, premieres and awards after parties (it’s up to you if you want to go). But he also values your privacy so if you want to keep to yourself and not be in the spotlight then Rory will do what he can to keep you away from it all (he also does this as a partner).

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Rory’s favourite cuddles are the ones when comes home to you after being away for months filming something. He loves a cuddle anyway, but there’s something special about the ones when you’ve not seen each other for so long. He also loves that these cuddles often lead to something less innocent.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

To Rory, settling down means letting his career take a back seat and he’s not ready for that. He might want to settle down with you eventually, but he’s at a point in his career where he’s making a name for himself and doesn’t want to let that go. He likes the chaos of his actor life. But don’t let this make you think he doesn’t want a life with you, he really does. (Obviously settling down doesn’t mean giving up on your career, but it’s now Rory views it).

Also, he is absolutely hopeless at household chores.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Here’s one way it could go: Rory messages you that you need to meet up and talk. The two of you can’t find a time where you’re both free so instead of trying to properly negotiate something Rory would just end up dropping you a message saying that he was ending things, although he would add “it’s not you, it’s me” at the end to try and make it more sensitive.

If you’d been together a while then he’d have the decency to do it in person, but still wouldn’t be the most sensitive guy when it comes to it. He’d buy you a slice of cake to try and “ease the blow” and would still add “it’s not you. It’s me” to be nicer. Then, he would use the emotions of the breakup as inspiration for his next emotional scene to film.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Ironically, Rory is the type of guy to propose to you after like six months of dating and wants to get married straight away. He might not want to ‘settle down’ just yet but he is more than happy to get married, they’re two different things for him. Also, proposing and marrying you is his way of saying he wants to spend his life with you, even though he’s not ready to live domestically.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Rory’s not always the most emotionally gentle person. He tries to be, but sometimes he can’t help but be blunt or a little insensitive. It’s not intentional and he doesn’t mean to upset anyone but sometimes he just doesn’t think before he speaks. However, he’s physically very gentle (unless you don’t want him to be…). He worships you and wants you to know it and since he’s so physically affectionate he does it through his soft and gentle touch.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Everything about Rory is dramatic, so of course his hugs are too. He can’t give you a normal hug. No way. Whenever you hug he’ll lift you off the ground and spin you around. Of course he’ll give you soft, gentle ones too but he’s much more of a spinning bear hug guy. You can’t deny that you love it, the feeling of his arms wrapped around you as he spins you both. You really love it.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Rory says I love you within a month of dating you. He’s quick, but certain. He also just says it completely randomly. Nothing special, nothing dramatic (surprisingly). You’re in the middle of a conversation and he’ll just blurt out “I love you”.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Rory doesn’t get too jealous. He knows that you’re attractive and that people are going to say certain things online but honestly, even though he wishes people wouldn’t objectify you in such a way he does agree with some of the stuff that’s said, the stuff calling you beautiful and stunning. The only times he’s ever gotten jealous has been when famous celebrities (more famous than him) have spoken to you when the two of you have been at an event. That’s when a little jealousy begins to burn.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

If Rory goes in for a kiss expect a full on make out session. Rory can’t just do one kiss. He’s insatiable when it comes to your kisses and can never get enough. He loves them so much, it’s like he’s addicted. Quick pecks are not enough for this guy.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Rory’s essentially a big kid himself so is great with children. A make-a-wish child came to the set of a movie he was working on once and Rory made it his mission to give this kid the best day ever. He gave them a tour of the set, introduced them to all of the cast and even played video games with them in his trailer when he wasn’t needed.

You and Rory have talked about kids and Rory wouldn’t mind having them, just not yet. Like the settling down thing, he wants to be in a solid place in his career before making that big step.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

If Rory is working on a project you will often be woken up at random hours of the morning when he has to be at set early. Rory is not quiet. He’s also not organised and if you’re not already awake he will wake you up to ask where his phone charger is, even though he had it yesterday.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Chances are if Rory is working on something he won’t get in until late in the evening/early hours of the morning so it’s rare for you two to have a free night together. However, when Rory’s not working

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Rory’s a pretty open guy, he doesn’t hide much. He’s very much a wear your heart on your sleeve kind of person, as opposed to someone closed up with lots of secrets. He’ll tell you anything you wanna know.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Rory’s pretty chill, so it takes a lot to get him angry. He can get frustrated (often at things like an audition going badly) but to get proper angry? Yeah, it’s hard. One time he did get angry was just after your relationship went public. He was promoting a movie and an interviewer kept insisting they talk about you and your relationship, even though Rory said he didn’t want to. The interviewer continued to pester him about you, adding in some crude remarks, so Rory told them to fuck off and got up and walked out (This went viral).

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Rory, the poor thing, is kind of forgetful. Birthdays and anniversaries he remembers but anything else? Chances are it’s gone and forgotten. He’ll remember that you’ve told him but won’t remember what the actual thing is, even though tries his hardest, bless him. You’d think it would be annoying but it’s surprisingly not, and sometimes you’ll have a little fun and tease him, pretending you’ve told him something that you haven’t just to watch him squirm when he can’t think of the answer. He finds it funny, though.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Probably when you came to the premiere of a movie with his first lead role. Obviously Rory is very proud of his career and getting to have you by his side and feeling your support at the premiere of his first lead means the absolute world to him. That premiere was a special moment for him anyway, but to have you by his side made it perfect, especially you tended to avoid things like premieres until later on in your relationship.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Rory is super protective of you, especially from the media. When you first started dating he did everything he could to conceal your identity so that you wouldn’t be harassed and could carry on living normally. However, when your relationship inevitably became public he was protective in a slightly different way and instead of protecting your identity he was protecting you from things such as internet trolls. He turned off comments on his Instagram so that no one could write horrible ones about you, he reported a lot of tweets, posts and even accounts for posting/saying awful things about you and at one point posted a video telling people to be nice (in a general sense, not mentioning you directly but your relevance was implied). And boy, is he quick to shut down interviewers who bring up personal questions about you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Big, dramatic gestures are Rory’s thing. He’s not always around because of work but he will make sure he’s home for your birthday and he will throw you a great party to celebrate. He likes to buy you nice things since that’s another way Rory likes to show his affection: showering you with gifts. You mention in passing that you like something? Give it a week and Rory has bought it. At the start of your relationship you couldn’t really go out on big dates because of Rory’s growing fame and you wanted to keep the relationship private so giving you gifts was Rory’s way of apologising for that.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Rory can be a terrible flirt, particularly in interviews. When doing promo for a movie/show he can often be seen flirting with the interviewer if they’re female. You know you can trust him and that he wouldn’t cheat, but sometimes you are concerned about his flirtatious nature. He doesn’t mean anything harmful by it, it’s just how he is.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Rory’s so vain. He has a stylist who’s usually just for premieres but Rory always has them on call for when he’s doing interviews or public appearances. Even if it’s just a simple date with you (like a walk in the park) he will still spend ages sorting out his hair. He definitely looks in every mirror he walks by.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Rory lives a pretty busy life so he wouldn’t have time to think about you if you’re not there/you’re over. This works for Rory though, since it keeps him distracted. Once he’s on his own, away from the hustle and bustle of work and is in the quiet of his own head he’ll start to feel incomplete without you as the loneliness creeps in.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

You can’t watch movies with Rory because he will just explain how they do things, tell stories about when he met some of the actors or will tell you what he would have done differently if he in that role. You just want to watch a movie but Rory gives you a full running commentary.

Also Rory would take part in the writers and actors strike.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Anyone who is too stuck up and doesn’t know how to let loose is a big no no for Rory, he wants someone who will have fun with him, not someone who will get frustrated at his lighthearted, fun loving nature. Also, anyone who is clearly using Rory just for clout or just wants a famous boyfriend. Sometimes he’s not the most aware guy and might not realise that these are someone’s intentions but as soon as he figures out things are over (and he’ll break up with them over text out of spite). He’s a little hurt by them though.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Absolutely dead to the world. Once Rory’s asleep there’s no hope in waking him unless you’re his alarm clock. He will also fall asleep in the most random places.

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yes-divine-ruler · 10 months

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james march

one-shots

smut

For Eternity

rory monahan

one-shots

smut

My Little Pornstar

‎‏‏‎‎‏kai anderson

one-shots

smut

Make Love to Me

Ultraviolence

The Death of Peace of Mind

Bottoms Up x pre-cult!kai

Your Personal Trainer ------- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Get it Up

Vengeance

Worst In Me

Cake

Razor Sharp

Humiliated Man

Sexting the Councilman

All Part of My Plan

So Easy

Doll x bimbo!fem!reader

Obey by my Rules

Benefactor x virgin!fem!reader

Sweet Dreams

Mr Anderson x student!fem!reader

Off Limits x warren lipka

Cam Girl

angst

Love The Way You Lie

Protected

headcanons

Falling Pregnant with Kai Anderson’s Messiah

Reader loves crotchet and gardening

drabbles/blurbs

bratting out in public

overstimulation

overstimulation 2

“first one to cum is a loser”

series

“Rivals” Masterlist

All Parts (5/? posted)

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thatswhatthepoetssay · 1 year

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MASTERLIST

ahs

Sunshine Boy 1 , 2 | Kyle Spencer |

synopsis: A typical story of girl meets boy…and maybe some trouble along the way.

Born In Flames | Tate Langdon |

synopsis: Can the devil himself find comfort in simple things? Or does he crave something more cynical..

Study Buddy | Tate Langdon |

synopsis: You have been feeling quite unmotivated recently so Tate shows his support by helping you out.

One Way Ticket | Tate Langdon |

synopsis: Seven months worth of empty promises. Seven months of waiting for things to change yet somehow they always stay the same. Trying to change the outcome of an already released film, is just as pointless as trying to leave the Murder House.

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pineapplepunchhh · 3 months

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Party Protector

Tate Langdon x Reader

Summary: Tate protects you from a creep at your party. Friends to lovers, no mention of ‘Y/N’ or ‘(name)’ readers name isn’t mentioned at all.

Not Proofread.

It had been a while since you moved into the huge house on 1120 Westchester Place, also known as the Murder House, but it wasn’t as bad as people made it seem to live there, you had made it your home.

You knew about the ghosts living in the house unable to leave but you had made peace with most of them, especially Tate, Tate was an interesting soul to you, you two had gotten acquainted almost as soon as you took your first step into the house and you quickly became very close, when Tate told you he was actually a ghost stuck in the house you didn’t believe him at first, obviously.

“Sorry, you’re actually dead? You’re a- a ghost?” You had said trying not to laugh at what seemed like the lamest prank of the century. “No no, don’t laugh it’s true! Watch okay?” Tate tried to convince you but you weren’t having it, until he magically seemed to teleport back into the house when he tried to leave… “So you’re a ghost? Like ghost ghost?” You were sort of freaked out, I mean who wouldn’t be? He had been your bestfriend for these past few months and he’s dead! “Yeah, ghost ghost..”

It was an interesting day to say the least, but after a lot of thinking and processing it ended up not mattering, he was still Tate anyways, ghost or not. He was still the Tate that you loved, adored, cared for.. maybe a little more than just as a best friend, but you couldn’t risk ruining your friendship, you’d rather love him as a friend than not love him at all.

You thought about Tate way too much, if he loved you like you loved him, so much that you needed a distraction, and what’s a better distraction than a classic high school party? You didn’t have too many friends at Westfield High, but the people you knew knew others and you knew word of your party would get around.. just maybe not this far.

Currently you were standing in the middle of your living room surrounded by a sea of sweaty teenagers grinding and dancing against each other, some making out on the couch, some throwing up in the kitchen, Moira was surely going to kill you. You were surprised at how many people showed up despite the house being known for its tragedies, but when alcohol is included the location doesn’t seem to matter.

You tried moving around the room to find a place you could sit down and chill at, Tate had been following you around all party, he actually sort of talked to some of the people there, you’d never see him come out of his shell like this before but you were proud of him. You sat down on a chair in the dining room, you set down your cup on the table and watched Tate as he conversed with some people about who knows what.

You were lost in thought staring at Tate’s beautiful blonde curls and his charming brown eyes that you’d barely noticed the guy who took a seat next to you. “This your party?” He spoke loudly to try and make his voice heard over the blasting music from the speakers. “Yeah it is.” You replied, not taking your eyes off of Tate. “You with that blonde guy?” He asked, tapping your arm to get you to turn your head to his, which you did. “Well.. not really but sort of you know.” You answered him, now seeing the guy who had been speaking to you, he had brown eyes almost like Tate’s and you could see locks of brunette hair sticking out from under his beanie, he had chiseled features and a smug smirk on his face. “How long have you two been together?” He questioned you, you didn’t really have an answer to give him as you guys weren’t truly together but you just told him a few months to which he replied, “and how longs it gonna last? Wanna know when it’s my turn.” He gave you a wink and you were a little struck, nobody’s ever flirted with you before, you’d rarely gotten male attention at all.

You rolled you eyes at the guy who told you his name was Felix, you shook his hand before excusing yourself and walking to your kitchen to refill your drink, as you closed your fridge you were spooked by Tate standing behind you. “Who was that guy?” He asked you, his tone made it feel like an interrogation and he had his fist balled up. “I don’t know, said his name was Felix.” You shrugged and walked past him, filling your cup with some fruity juice. “What’d he ask?” Tate came standing behind you again, his breath was on your neck.. you felt your cheeks heat up and tried to play it cool by turning around, sipping your drink and telling him, “he just flirted with me, nothing big.” You thought it wouldn’t matter that much but Tate’s knuckles turned white and his eyes were filled with anger, but why? You grabbed his fist with your hand and told him, “it’s fine Tate, he’s just some guy, don’t worry about it.” You knew Tate could be protective but wow, you’d never experienced him like that before. He relaxed his fists and took a deep breath, he muttered a small “if you say so.” Before offering to take you back to the party, to which you gladly said yes.

Upon re-entering the party Tate was swept away by the same group of guys as before and you were left to fend for yourself, you walked around a bit trying not to bump into anyone before you felt a hand on your shoulder, “we meet again!” A voice behind you spoke, you turned around and were met with Felix’ face standing with who you presumed was his friend. He swiftly threw his arm over your shoulder. “Why don’t we just go upstairs huh, the two of us? Show me your room.” Felix whispered into your ear, tightening his grip on your shoulder, you grew highly uncomfortable at the guy you barely knew trying to get with you like this, who does he think he is?

“Uhm no thank you.” You laughed awkwardly, you tried to get out of his grip but it felt like his hand was superglued onto your shoulder. “Come on.. you know you wanna.” You internally cringed at the words leaving his lips, you silently prayed for something to happen so you could get out of this guys grip, you nervously laughed again before frantically looking around for help, you felt your heart pounding inside your chest, why couldn’t this guy just take no for an answer? Felix started to try to push and pull you towards the stairs with him, you tried to push back but his grip only became tighter. “Stop struggling so fucking hard!” He snapped at you, you saw a few eyes in you two and your anxiety just got worse, tears started to well up in your eyes, you thought things couldn’t get any worse from now on and you considered accepting your fate until you heard a loud BANG and Felix was on the floor with Tate on top of him pounding into his skull, Felix threw some punches back and they rolled over a few times but Tate ultimately overpowered him and he was left bloody and bruised on the floor to be picked up by one of his friends.

Tate stood up and for the cherry on top he spat at Felix, his spit a little red from the blood, it landed right on his beanie. Tate’s breath was heavy, his chest rose up and down, he wiped some blood off of his face with his arm before turning to you, his eyes were dark, his lips were bruised and his nose was bleeding. “You okay?” He asked, his voice was low and he sounded out of breath, you simply gave him a nod. “Alright everyone get out of here! Now!” Tate turned around and screamed at the party people to leave, he then grabbed Felix’ friend by the collar before telling him, “and you better get him far away before I beat the shit out of you too.” He let go of him and he scrambled to pick Felix up from the floor, within a matter of minutes the whole house was empty and Tate had gone off to the bathroom to clean himself up, you picked up some trash off the floor before heading to the bathroom too.

“Hey, are you alright Tate?” You peeked at Tate from behind the bathroom door, watching him clean himself in the mirror, he winced when the cold wet cotton pad touched the bruises on his face. “Im alright, I was more concerned about you.” He chuckled as he tried to clean the blood on his face, you entered the bathroom and took the cotton pad from him and started to clean his wounds for him. “How does this hurt anyways, aren’t you like invincible to this?” You questioned him, trying to wipe away as much as you could. “Well it still hurts, I just heal way way faster.” He explained and you nodded, you thought for a second before asking him, “why did you beat him up anyways?” His eyebrows furrowed slightly and his eyes darkened. “He was hitting on you, you obviously didn’t want him and he didn’t leave you alone.” He shrugged his shoulders like it was the most normal thing in the world and you chuckled. “You didn’t have to beat him to a pulp though, you could have talked to him.” You stated, but Tate didn’t look too happy about this. “He was a massive creep, I just wanted to protect you, I care about you, you know.” He mumbled the last part but you still heard him pretty clearly. “I know.” You talk-whispered, you ran the cotton pad over his lips, you felt him looking down at you as you cleaned him up. “You know I’d do anything to protect you, right? Keep you safe.” You nodded and threw the cotton pads away, Tate took a seat next to you on the sink. “I really care about you, I can’t stand seeing other guys do that type of stuff to you.” He spat and looked away from your eyes to his shoes. “I care about you too Tate, don’t worry too much about guys, this was just a bad one, a good one will come along eventually.” You shrugged and kicked your feet, you felt Tate’s gaze land back on you. “I don’t mean just the bad guys, all guys, I can’t stand any guy talking to you.” He said as if it was the most normal thing ever.

“Any guy?” Your eyes shot up to meet his. “Any guy.” Tate stated again, it went quiet, you looked at him and he looked at you, and for a few moments you swore he looked down at your lips. “W-well what do you mea-“ You attempted to ask before Tate cut you off, “I want you, I can’t stand any guy talking to you because I want you. I like you, I think I might even love you.” Your eyes went wide and your heart stopped for a second and your feet stopped kicking. “I.. I like you too Tate, I think I might even love you too..” You declared, you turned your face away from Tate to avoid him from seeing your embarrassment and red face, that didn’t work out too well though because in a matter of seconds Tate had your face in his hands and his lips on your lips, you shared a passionate kiss for a while, you took in the moment and made sure to cherish it, you hands were on his face, in his curls or on his neck, Tate pulled away and gave you a cheeky smile. “Am I in love with a dead guy?” You questioned sarcastically, slightly out of breath, Tate laughed and replied, “yeah, you creep.”

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mattsonly · 10 days

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about me!!

♡ my name is aimee, but i actually prefer ayz or aims.

♡ i'm 19, turning 20 this august

♡ i'm currently in university studying law (i hope to be a barrister)

♡ i've been writing almostt my whole life (got a grade 8 in english language💪)

♡ i'm autistic, and suprise suprise, the Sturniolo triplets are my special interest.

♡ i'm a very diverse writer, so long as your requests arent morally fucked or borderline disgusting i'll probably write it :)

♡ i am obsessedddd with small trinkets like smooth rocks, pretty stones, those glass pebbles, colourful rubber bands just anything i find aesthetically pleasing (just naming trinkets i've obtained in my little jar🥰)

♡ i'm an extremely picky eater

♡ i'm bisexual!! ;)

♡ i LOVEEEE pink, but i have little to no proof (everything about my style and personality is pure black)

♡ AND i won't only write for the Sturniolo's, but also: Tara Yummy, Mattheo Riddle, Theo Nott, Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James March, Madison Montgomery, Cordelia Goode and Zoe Benson

#writing #matthew sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #tate langdon #kit walker #kyle spencer #jimmy darling #james march #rory monahan #madison montgomery #cordelia goode #zoe benson

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slutforgarlogan · 2 months

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Matching Wounds | James Patrick March x F! reader

Summary: James Patrick March killing you while hes fucking you (sorry guys i had a dream about it and had to write it)

A/N: this is so toned down i got too into the killing part the first time

Warnings: blood!, p in v smut, restraints, reader gets killed but shes in the cortez so she'll be conscious again guys its fine

You tug at the restraints, which are currently making sure both your hands and feet are secured onto the bed. Your chest is heaving and you're getting increasingly nervous, heartrate quickening and inducing you into a panicked state wondering what on earth had made you think this was a good idea.

When you had asked James to do the honours of killing you, so that you could be together forever, it hadn't occured to you that you'd actually have to go through the feeling of being killed. You had just wanted him to shoot you in the head or the heart or something, but it was never going to be that simple when you put your life in the hands of James Patrick March.

James on the other hand, felt the complete opposite to you in this very moment. He was absolutely ecstatic when you had asked him to kill you, and he ran through all the possible ways to do it. Choke you to death, cut you somewhere fatal, snap your neck, shoot you. But what he immediately knew for sure, was that he was going to fuck you while he did it.

After a few days of thinking, also giving you time to go back on the request, he had decided exactly what he was going to do. He was going to slit your throat, so you'd have a permanent wound that matched his own. Which is rather romantic in its own twisted, yet endearing way.

He watches you tug at the restraints that hold you down to the bed, laughing a little bit. "Don't worry darling, i promise this isn't going to be a bad experience for you. I'll make it quick, you wont even notice his happening"

You nod feverishly, though you were scared out of your mind right now, you could never deny the effect that he had on you, pussy clenching around air just from hearing his voice.

You try to relax your body against the sheets, keeping you eyes trained on him carefully, as he sheds himself of his 3 piece and boxers, and uncovering his open neck wound - which you'd only seen him do once before.

You're already squirming by the time hes hovering over you, soaked and desperate for his touch. You lock your gaze with his dark eyes - his gaze somewhat ominous, but loving at the same time.

"I love you, darling" He whispers to you, placing a soft kiss on your temple as he slips his dick into your soaking wet cunt. You whine a little at the stretch, and whisper back to him "I love you too, James"

His hips snap against yours roughly, as he snakes his hand between your bodys to toy with your clit, making you whimper underneath him. The moans that escape his parted lips sound glorious, as breathes out his words "fuck darling, you're always so good for me"

His skin is hot and sticky against yours, and the feel of him buried inside you makes your toes curl as you writhe and whimper beneath him.

He can see you're getting closer, your body giving him the same telltale signs as always. Clenching around his cock, squirming and shaking. The restraints that tie you to the bed leaving deep marks on your wrists at the way you're thrashing beneath him.

As your eyes roll back and you throw your head back, James reaches his free hand over to the bedside table, grabbing his knife and dragging it across your throat as he feels you coat his dick in your release.

He lets out a gutteral groan at the sight in front of him. Your fucked out expression, blood pouring down your neck, trickling down your breasts, and he runs a thumb over your nipple, smearing your blood around it as he waits for you.

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