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longgentlekiss · 2 years
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"My name is Luke cooper, I like films." ︴✧
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wiha-jun · 6 months
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RAÚL CASTILLO
AMERICAN HORROR STORIES Organ
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ahslilmonsters · 2 years
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Dominique Jackson & Quvenzhané Wallis as Bloody Mary in AHStories S2E5
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zanephillips · 10 months
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American Horror Stories S01E04 "The Naughty List"
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comeupwithadamnname · 2 years
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whatever you do don’t imagine wearing matching christmas sweaters with him…
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dracaesusurro · 2 years
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“You’ve got to be kiddin’ me”
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Pairing: kit walker x reader
Warnings: angst, swearing, violence
Summary: kit and reader had a huge fight and reader makes him jealous and it works….
“Oh kit I have had it up to here with you and you constant goddamn paranoia” Y/n yells hands flying all over, voice enraged.
“Oh how can you be so stupid that guy was hittin’ on you harder than a hammer and your too blind to see it” Kit yelled equally as loud, retaliating with her statements.
This had been going on for an hour, yelling, screaming, insults and points practically spat at each-other in order to prove a point that neither were getting across. If it wasn’t it for some guy who happened to be gawking at Kit’s girlfriend all night and having the nerve to come over and flirt with her knowing damn well who she was here with, this fight wouldn’t even be happening. This was according to kit of course. And if it wasn’t for kits total lack of self control and anger management, if he hadn’t indented that guys face in at the pub, then they wouldn’t be fighting like two lions in one den.
“Your jealous ALL the damn time. I get it kit I’m yours, we’re together, why, gosh why on earth can’t you get that into your thick skull!” Kit wasn’t about to let that slide.
“Jealous?! Excuse me for not lovin’ the idea of that guys arms and filthy slobber all over ya’ just cause your too nice to say NO!” The whole fight was pointless they knew this, but neither wanted to back down.
They’ve been in a loving relationship for 4 years. To say they loved each other to death was an understatement. They rarely fought or had any disagreements but this was different. Not in a good way at all.
“Look listen y/n i don’t Like to share and I don’t like people thinkin’ they can come and Harass whatever they see. Yeah I was jealous but he was the asshole here not me” kit lowered his voice slightly in order to slow the fight. It only made y/n more furious.
“Oh baby i don’t need no knight in shining armor to come save me, if I was uncomfortable I would’ve said something, and I certainly don’t need you starting fucking fights wherever we go. Is that clear or do I need to yell some more in order for you to take a hint” The sarcasm and bitterness sting like venom coming from her. Kit had no idea had to response, if she was uncomfortable? She was ok with a douche hittin’ on her?
He wanted to yell some more, finish the argument, but he was confused and honestly tired but he wanted to hit her back just as equally, so he did “maybe if you like being hit on everywhere you go, you should go back right to that bar and finish what he started. I don’t care, act like some fucking tramp all ya want” He said the words slowly, and bitterly.
Y/n gasped slightly, too silent for him to hear but her face spoke louder than words in that moment. Kit was a respectable man, no matter how big the fights were shit never got to far, not this far. But he stepped out of line and Y/n was hurt. “Alright darlin’ whatever you wish for” She said loudly arms flew in-front of her gesturing anger. He gave her confused face, not sure what either meant or what they were going to do. Normally a situation like this would be resolved- well hours ago but the length of this fight secretly worried both of them.
What did this mean.
Was this their end.
Before kit could open his mouth to say anything, anything at all, the door slammed and the truck turned on and just like that she was gone. And he didn’t know where.
“God fucking dammit” he went back into their room and didn’t come out.
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It had been hours and still no sign of her.
This had him worried shitless at this point, he wasn’t one to back down from anything easily, he was no quitter, but he didn’t care right now not if it brought her back.
He had no truck, no car to go find her a taxi wasn’t a valuable option at 2 in the morning. So he walked to the bar they were at previously hoping to find her downing a beer, forgetting about the fight and giving him one of her famous, gorgeous smiles.
The night was cold and the music from the bar echoed in the silence of the night. She must be here, where else would she go this time of night?
He opened the door to the bar and walked through, warm air and loud noises vibrating through him. He walked over to the bar bench. Not there. Walked around the bathrooms, poked his head into the woman’s. Not there. “You have got to be fuckin’ kiddin’ me!” Well the search is over, there she was, sitting on that assholes lap from earlier, he was whispering something to her but kit didn’t care to know. Something in his chest hurt, like when you tripped as a kid, fell on you chest and couldn’t find your breath for a couple minutes until the oxygen forced its way through your lungs only for you to come to you senses and feel the pain that the fall inflicted. This was like that, first his breath hitched, then came the pain. No anger. Oddly enough just plain pain.
Kit slowly walked over to their booth, maybe he was imagining it. The sound of her sweet laughter got louder and so did the pounding of his heart against his rib cage. “Mhm” he cleared his throat loudly trying to gain their attention.
“Kit, nice of you to join us. Took your advice honey” she smiled sarcastically, that hurt even more. “Ok enough let’s go…” he waited locking eyes with her. She didn’t shift. “NOW” this startled her and she got up to look him eye to eye wanting to threaten him but the asshole beat her to it. He got up with a grunt “Not cool dude back off. She can do what she-” kit swung one right on his oddly large jaw and he went flying back. Booze will do that to ya.
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Or do you wanna go for a round three big boy” kit towered over his slumped body, only to be dragged back by her frail hand and pulled outside. “Ok. Ok enough of this shit, what do you want huh?” Her nose was red she was cold. Kits eyes softened, the hurt still fresh on the surface. He lifted a finger and pointed right in her face, “ your cruel you know that, plain fuckin cruel” he felt tears coming up but he did not want to cry here. “And how’s that walker, how am I the cruel one?” She challenged still riled up, not noting his sad face. Walker? She never called him that! “God whatever your a- a AGH” his frustration is only to cover his pain, she saw through that. Her guilt surfaced and she reached over to him “kit? Talk to me?” She didn’t know what to say, they’ve already said too much already. “Why would you do that?” “Gosh cause you told me to!” What? Oh. “You can’t honestly believe I’d want to see you with another guy!” “Well you seemed super keen on it” gosh things were getting heated again. The exhaustion was present and they didn’t need any more. “I’m sorry your right” y/n looked at her feet and started walking to the truck, kit grabbed her arm and pulled her- rather harshly- into his chest and hugged her tight. “I’m sorry too darlin’. Won’t happen again” she sunk into it. Happily.
They sat in bed under the cover, cuddled up, “I’m glad that’s over” she let out in the silence.
She heard a sigh escape his lips, the ‘I have something to say but I can’t get it out’ type. She recognized it, “what is it kit? You can talk to me you know that love” she got up on her elbows and face him. She noticed his red eyes and sad posture “I was kinda scared ya know. Really scared hah” he chuckled dryly. “What? Scared of what kit” she reached over and cupped his face “you know….” He waited to see if she got it, she didn’t “us breakin up” he whispered so lightly she almost didn’t catch it. “Kit honey, you really think I can live without you? I love you more than life and I ain’t kidding” he smiled something sweet, those dimples gosh, “well mrs walker I love you too very much so” he said what now? Mrs walker? “I’d be your misses any day mr walker” she kissed his lips. “Glad to hear it, now let me show you exactly how much I love ya”
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Sunshine Boy Chapter 2
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Franken Kyle Spencer X Reader
Word count: 1,241
Summery: A typical story of girl meets boy…and maybe some trouble along the way.
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St..uu..upid” He mumbles as he points his pointer finger at his chest.
“I know you’re not Kyle. You’re not stupid, okay?” I say while giving him a small smile.
Immediately I am engulfed in a tight hug. His arms wrap around me and his head goes to rest on my shoulder. After a few seconds, my hands start to stroke his hair in a soothing matter.
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Before I arrived at Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, I thought that I was destined to be alone. A certain blonde proved otherwise, he showed me kindness that no one ever has.
Even though he had difficulty talking, somehow I always knew exactly what he wanted to say.
At one point I even thought I was a clairvoyant, but after a few other tests it turned out to not be the case.
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“An Ouija board huh?” I say while leaning on the wall next to the closet.
“Madison wants us to find her and we can't afford to lose a single witch if we want to survive.” Replies Zoe as she pours a drink into multiple shot glasses.
After Queenie’s terrifying story about her grandma and a spirit board, I was even less excited about the whole plan.
“There are four of us, and if we want to find Madison we need to witch up.” Says Zoe as she places the now empty shot glass on the board.
After a while of trying, and later contacting the Axeman, we finally managed to reach Madison. All four of us went up to the attic as the spirit board instructed.
It was a horrifying sight, Madison lying there with her arm severed in half. It looked like her body already started to decompose. Yet despite all of the horrific things that happened to her, she still looked peaceful.
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Ever since Madison’s return, the academy felt more like a war zone than a school. Fiona was going after possible supremes and rekindling old feuds with neighboring covens.
Despite everything that was going on, I could still seek comfort in my two closest friends at the academy. Due to the fact that I was getting closer to Kyle, it also meant that I was getting closer to Zoe.
Since the day I met her I knew that she was going to be a big part of my life.
“Hey YN, can you help me gather some herbs in the garden?” Asks Zoe, interrupting my thoughts.
“Yeah of course, I’ll grab the baskets.” I reply while getting up and going towards the kitchen.
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After spending about a half an hour out in Cordelia’s garden, Zoe and I head back inside.
“So Kyle seems to like you quite a lot..” Says Zoe as she empties the contents of her basket onto the table.
“Yeah I like him too, he’s a really good friend.” I reply while doing the same.
“Mhm.. he’s definitely the light this place needed.” She responds while looking at the dark hallway outside the kitchen.
Following our little chat in the academy’s kitchen, I went upstairs to clean up. Before getting in the shower I decided to pay Kyle a visit in his room.
After knocking a few times and getting no answer I figured that it was okay for me to come in. As I went through the door and into his bedroom, I saw him sleeping peacefully on his bed.
His body was fully under the covers except for one arm which was tangling off the bed and he had a light smile resting on his lips.
He looked almost angelic under the golden light of the sunset.
I was about to leave the room when I heard a quiet whisper of my name. I turned around and saw Kyle sitting up on the bed, he was smiling like a kid on christmas morning.
“Hey Ky, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.” I say as I walk up to him.
In response he just shook his head which made his blonde curls fall onto his face.
Instinctively I brought my hand up to his face to try and fix his hair. Immediately after my fingers connected with his golden curls, I noticed that Kyle closed his eyes and his dimples were now visible.
As I continued to play with his hair I realized that he started to lean on my shoulder. After a few minutes I removed my fingers from his hair and tried to get him back into bed.
“H..ha…p..py.” Stuttered Kyle as I pulled the blanket over his body.
“I’m happy too Ky.” I responded while giving him a small smile.
For the first time in a long time I could say that I was truly happy. Sure the coven played a big part in that happiness, but the main reason was Kyle.
“Okay I’m gonna go make you some dinner, in the meantime try and get more sleep.” I said as I finished tucking him in.
“N..no..sta..y.” Kyle hesitated for just a moment before taking my hand into his own.
At that I gave him a small nod and decided to lay down on the bed. After making sure that it was okay with Kyle, I got under the warm blanket.
After getting situated I noticed that Kyle was already drifting off to sleep. I moved a bit closer so that way I could be the big spoon and he the little.
Turns out that Kyle was a big fan of that idea. A few moments after my arm wrapped around him, he began to let out soft snores. His hand also went up to hold mine, as if to make sure that I wouldn’t get up and leave.
If there was one thing I knew for sure is that I would never leave Kyle Spencer.
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The following morning I was woken up by the sun which was seeping through the curtains. I turned to face Kyle and noticed that he wasn’t sleeping. His eyes were focused on my face, when he realized that I caught him staring he just gave me a goofy smile.
“G..g..ood..m…mm..moor-“ I smile as Kyle attempts to communicate his thoughts.
After a few seconds he lets out an irritated huff and burries his face in the pillow.
“Hey hey it’s alright. Good morning to you too Ky.” I comfort him as he continues to wallow.
I gently place my hand on his shoulder and tell him that I was going to go get us some breakfast. Once again he protests, but I still exist the bedroom telling him that I would be right back.
As I walked into the kitchen I noticed Zoe standing over by the fridge.
“Hey Zoe!” I greet her while grabbing two bowls out of the cabinet.
“Oh my god YN where have you been? I thought something happened .” Says Zoe as her face pales ans her arms go up to her heart.
“I was with Kyle, sorry didn’t mean to give you a scare.” At that she seems to slightly calm down, however her face remains a few shades lighter.
“With Kyle? Wha.. what do you mean?” She questions as she closes the fridge.
After a quick retelling of yesterday’s events, Zoe’s face regains its color. I knew she felt protective over Kyle ever since his death. What I didn’t know was the reason why..
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PS: Im currently working on a Kyle Spencer one-shot which should be posted soon. I also started working on the 3rd chapter of “Sunshine Boy” and let me tell y’all.. I already cried twice. The next chapter is no joke but Im so excited for you guys to read it! I will also be making a tag-list so let me know if you would like to be added! As always my requests are open so feel free to send them my way!:)
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callmebrycelee · 6 months
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HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY, RONEN RUBINSTEIN!!!
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thelovewittch · 2 months
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AMERICAN HORROR STORIES: TAPEWORM
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possession · 2 years
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NICO GREETHAM as PAUL THEODORE WINOWSKI AMERICAN HORROR STORIES – DRIVE (S02E03)
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chr0llossexygf · 2 years
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what if i write for tate 😍😍
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longgentlekiss · 2 years
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"It's a filthy world we live in." ♡ ✧*。
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reyesdiazbuckly · 2 years
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Nico Greetham - American Horror Stories "Drive" 2.03
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editfandom · 2 months
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Sasha - American Horror Stories, S03E04
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hart269 · 2 years
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Blasé
Pairing : Michael Langdon x GN!Reader
Summary : You feel your husband grow distant from you and one day everything just snaps.
Warning : Angst and a little bit of violence with swearing.
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Masterlist / Part 2
The wind blew cooling your flushed body as you jogged through the woods just behind your backyard. You and your husband Michael had moved into this new house a year after your marriage.
You two had been pretty young when you got married. It was a nice ceremony and everything, but as most marriages do, yours also has been grown stale over the years.
You did love him, but you weren't so sure of your feelings being reciprocated, surely not the last couple months. Michael had been nothing but cold and distant and the occasional mean when you've done something you're not "supposed" to do.
He had never physically hurt you but you were becoming less and less sure of it as time went by. This all had started slowly, Michael had started loosing interest and started spending more time outside the house rather than inside. His touches and hugs had slowly disappeared and when you tried to initiate it, he quickly brushed it off saying he was either too busy or tired. You didn't think he loved you anymore.
Your suspicions were pretty much confirmed when you went to an office party with him, he had ignored you most of the night instead opting to speak to his seniors and the new co-worker Mallory. You couldn't deny that she was beautiful. It saddened you but when you tried to talk to Michael about it he just called you jealous and that you were making up stuff.
You shook your head as you continued on your trail, maybe you should have left him but you loved him too much to consider leaving him just yet. So you did what you usually do, sitting in the shade of the big tree near a flower meadow.
It always provided with an odd sense of comfort, you felt like as if someone was holding your hand saying it'll be alright or maybe you had started to become delusional, you were not sure.
It had been pretty much your daily routine until one day Michael was home late, he did sometime had work come up but he texted you about it. But today, none was the case, it was after midnight when he returned, stumbling through the door.
"Michael, are you drunk" you exclaimed gazing up to his red eyes and loosened up tie.
"I'm not, I'm just a little tipsy" he defended himself doing his best not to slur his words.
"Michael you drove here, something could have happened you should have called me, you didn't even tell me you were going to be late" you pointed out.
"So, what now I have to take your permission for staying out late" His tone was acussing as he leaned down on you, making you take a step back.
I'm not saying that, I am just saying you could have told me, so I wouldn't have been worrie-"
Your words were cut off as he slammed you against the wall, you gasped as pain shot up in your back. Micheal's fingers dug into your shoulders as you whimpered.
"Do not tell me what to do, I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT" he yelled, glaring as his piercing blue eyes dug into your watery ones.
You were speechless, you had no idea what to do or what caused this outburst. Michael stepped back and went to wear his shoes back up as if nothing happened.
"I'm going for a walk" was the only explanation he offered before he disappeared into the woods into the dark.
You slid down the wall as tears flowed freely as you sobbed bringing your knees near you and leaning your head against the wall, and you cried until you fell asleep there on the cold hard ground.
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comeupwithadamnname · 2 years
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spot the difference
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