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slasherscream · 3 months

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my girl can wear whatever she wants tiers please for crazy ass boys gang!!!

CRAZY ASS BOYS GANG + MY GIRL CAN WEAR WHATEVER SHE WANTS TIERS

❥ my girl can wear whatever she want cause I can fight ❥

Billy Loomis - When you look particularly good his arm might as well be glued to your waist. He's both possessive and protective. He hates the way everyone's eyes devour you, but can't help how prideful it makes him either. Yeah, you want her. Of course you want her. Everyone does. But only I have her. God help the idiot that's stupid enough to open their mouth and not just look.

Jordan Li - They love watching you put your outfits together. They make suggestions from your bed, glancing up at you every few minutes. They can't help it. Their eyes are drawn to you permanently. No matter how crowded the room they can find you in a second. Whenever there's a party Jordan loves watching everyone try to sneak quick glances at you. They jump like rabbits when they wind up meeting Jordan's eyes and watch that smile that Jordan only wears around you fall back into the usual scowl. No one wants to be caught staring at Jordan's girl.

Arvin Russell - It's not possible for you to feel fear in public when you're with Arvin. You could be wearing straight lingerie in the most dangerous city in the world at 2 am and be safe. He's not just ready to protect you but hungry for it. Every time he proves he'll fight till his knuckles are bloody and bruised over you he watches you walk a little more confidently. Shine a little brighter. Knowing that he's there to protect you has only made you more yourself every day. And Arvin? He's obsessed with the transformation that the safety net of his fierce protection has ignited within you.

Jason Dean/JD - You wish he'd only fight people over what you're wearing. Unfortunately, this is not the case. JD pulls out a gun. Not every time, granted. Just a large majority of the time. In his defense, how is he supposed to act when someone has the audacity to cat call you? Do you expect him to just watch and not care as you experience that brief shiver of fear that runs up your spine when a man whistles at you before following it up with even more salacious words? If you feel fear, he'll make them feel fear. Simple.

Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - If someone is stupid enough to not recognize him before they say anything to you about what you're wearing they will quickly recognize the tentacle wrapped around their throat. "Apologize." He hisses through gritted teeth, increasing the pressure, knowing just how much strength he can use before it would break their neck. How he ever expects anyone to apologize to you with a giant tentacle wrapped around their wind pipe you don't know. This is the second time this month. You're running out of night clubs you're not banned from.

David Mccall - You walk out of the house with the confidence that only someone who's done 12 tours over seas should have. But no, you just have a boyfriend who is incredibly scary. You've watched him almost break a man's hand for brushing it against yours at a crowded bar while he reached for his drink. You don't even think before you throw on an outfit anymore.

❥ my girl can wear whatever she want because she a hoe and I knew that before we started dating ❥

Josh Washington - Could he fuck someone up if needed? Yes, but he feels no need to. As long as you're not in danger or being disrespected Josh loves the way you express yourself through your look. You're hot and beautiful, of course you wear stuff that's short or tight, or both. If he looked like you he'd do the same thing. People don't usually say anything to you anyways, since he's always pressed to you like a second skin. He's not a jealous guy, but he is a chronic clinger.

Stu Macher - Is probably the person wolf whistling you in the first place. Points at you from across the room when you're talking to other people and says, "That's my girl right there. She's smoking, right?" He will always be smug he pulled you and NEVER shut up about it. The more wild you dress the more smug he gets. People can look all they want. But you only want him. What's there not to brag about?

Kevin Khatchadourian - Kevin above anyone else would thoroughly understand your psyche before dating you. He's involved with you because, somehow, you intrigued him against all odds. He already expected and predicted with near perfect accuracy every step of the relationship. Skimpy outfits are not throwing him. Can he fight? Yes. But, frankly, if someone pisses him off by hitting on you swinging on them is not gonna satisfy him. He's more of a "put their fingerprints at a crime scene so their life is ruined" type of get back. If he decides not to kill them.

Sebastian Valmont - Sebastian is the one buying you more hoe clothes. He loves your style and is not insecure. If either of you wanted someone else, you could go get them. But you two were practically made for each other. He wants to show you off. Is never going to be the type to try and dull your shine. He wants to walk into a room with you and have jaws drop from the deadly combination of the way you look together. He thrives off of seeing how much people want you. Knowing how futile it is. How hopeless. He pulls you tight into his side and grins like the devil himself (also, and this knowledge is of utmost importance, he cannot fight for shit.)

❥ my girl can wear whatever she want cus I’m scared of her ❥

Nathan Prescott - Is possessive, jealous and insecure enough to absolutely want you to change what you're wearing. With anyone else he'd even be bold enough to tell them to change. You are not anyone else, though. You are you. Considering every other behavior you tolerate from Nathan on a monthly, weekly, daily, and hourly basis you would snap on him like a twig if he tried to bring one more red flag on board. He knows this. You know this. When you slide on your low rise jeans and the tiniest crop top known to man, you make eye contact with one another in the mirror. He looks away first. You go back to peacefully fixing up your hair. Upside, no one is crazy enough to actually hit on you when you're at parties held on campus together. Which means Nathan won't have the cops called on him. Hooray!

#crazy ass boys gang #billy loomis x reader #jordan li x reader #stu macher x reader #josh washington x reader #arvin russell x reader #jd x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #sebastian valmont x reader #david mccall x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #nathan prescott x reader #tiers are so fun you should all send more #kevin jordan and ben kinda showing they crazy in this one adjkl

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mrs-mag1c · 9 months

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𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

BILLY LOOMIS

"I Wanna Make You My Final Girl"

STU MATCHER

"When you scream, it drives me nuts If you hang up, I'll spill your guts"

PATRICK BATEMAN

All I Want For Christmas Is You

You and Patrick need to get ready for the upcoming Christmas party, but suddenly your preparation turns out into something spicy.

No One But You

Even a man like Patrick Bateman needs some love and care when he's sick.

ETHAN LANDRY

Ego Boost

ethan doesn’t understand why you’re limping

Surprise Getaway

Ethan loved you more than you could ever know, but the problem was he was trying to get himself to understand he could choose you over his family - someone who could give him a life of happiness and not murder. So when you surprise him with a trip to your cabin normally used for trips in the winter before you both go off to college, he finds out he could live a life with you he initially didn’t think was possible. And maybe, just maybe, he can get away from his family once and for all, and stay with you.

Ethan Landry As Your Boyfriend

I Understand Im Not The Only One For You

jealous and pouty ethan with a popular gf

BO SINCLAIR

Prom

Bo tries to do something nice for his s/o

KEVIN KHATCHADOURIAN

New Neighbours

eva practically begged kevin to go with her to welcome the new neighbors. just to mess with her, he went, but god was he surprised to find you.

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dollepins · 7 months

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kiss me, comfort me

kevin khatchadourian x reader. fluff, kisses, reader is afraid of the dark. might be a little ooc because it’s my first time writing for him. very short, 0.4k words.

warnings — none, unless the dark triggers you i guess? but it’s really nothing, and i use a curse word or two.

kevin, of all the things he did understand, did not for one second comprehend how someone could be afraid of something as simple as the dark. the logic did not add up, in his opinion. darkness is natural; the sun sets and moon takes its place, humans turn off their lights and drift to sleep.

why does that scare you?

you honestly didn’t know why you told him. all he did was smile a bit and poke fun at you, but when he turned away, you couldn’t help but feel it in the pit of your stomach—how stupid you were. how silly. why would you ever go to him for comfort when he barely ever offers it to you anyway? you bite the inside of your cheek.

maybe you thought there were monsters in the corner of your room sometimes. maybe it was just irrational and dumb, with no reasoning to back it up other than a simple cliché.

either way, you knew that later, when he turned the lights off to lure you both into sleep’s grasp, the teasing would begin once more. well, you thought.

your eyes were shut tight for a moment after the room encased itself in black, and after a moment you felt the weight of the bed shifting and kevin’s slender hands pulling you closer to him. it was easy for you to allow him to pull your back flush to his chest. this was your routine every night, but it felt different now that your secret was out.

kevin’s words—his words that, usually, never carry an inch of sympathy—possessed a certain protectiveness to them now. worry, adoration, whatever you’d like to call it. still, you heard a raspy, “you okay?”

your eyes snapped open. is he really concerned? or is this an elaborate trick?

“i’m fine. jus’ sleepy, kev,” and it was the truth, but not fully. the darkness was still scaring the shit out of you, but being in kevin’s arms added to your drowsiness made things a little better. you were calmer, not as tense.

his hum thrums through your ear and to the rest of your body. “okay. i’m here with you, you know?”

he says it quietly, almost unsure. it sounds foreign to you because you almost never witness him so— hesitant. your breathing slows a little as you begin to get the picture. he is offering you comfort. despite not completely understanding the concept, he wants to give it to you.

instead of choosing to respond directly, you sigh contently and say, “g’night.”

you’re happy when he presses a light kiss to the top of your head and says it back, even gentler. “goodnight, honey.”

— ( dollepins # 2023 )

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ang3lik · 7 months

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KINKTOBER

(masterlist.)

hi!! so basically i thought instead of doing a celebration for 2k i’ll just do a kinktober and ficmas!! i want to thank you all so much for all the wonderful support and feedback i’ve received, even though writing has been a pain, thankyou all for being so kind and patient! i love you all so much! <3

there’ll be 4 fics each week starting on the 03/10 and finishing on the 31/10.

week one ::

• 3/10 — bill kaulitz x size kink…. • 5/10 — owen x public sex… • 7/10 — sophie d’or x temperature play…. • 9/10 — jacob black x breeding kink…

week two ::

• 11/10 — tom kaulitz x daddy kink… • 13/10 — vampire!bill kaulitz x blood play…. • 15/10 — faith lehane x degradation… • 17/10 — never!tedros x throat training…

week three ::

• 19/10 — kevin khatchadourian x dacryphilia… • 21/10 — edward cullen x monster fucking… • 23/10 — gustav schäfer x praise kink… • 25/10 — cordelia chase x mommy kink…

week four ::

• 27/10 — carlisle cullen x spit kink… • 29/10 — georg listing x phone sex… • 31/10 — tom kaulitz x roleplay/fearplay/knifeplay…

i really hope you enjoy this event! and of course enjoy the spooky season!! 🎃

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kevinsbabydoll · 10 months

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🏹— victoria’s secret, k. khatchadourian x fem!reader

kevin doesnt like the mall. he thinks it’s a colossal waste of time to spend hours upon hours shopping for things you don’t really need. ‘it’s mindless consumerism,’ he’ll say whenever you ask him if he wants to come shopping with you. he’ll drag along behind you, and won’t bother to mask his disgust. ‘do you really need another dress? he’d ask, ‘your closet is overflowing with unnecessary excess’ he’d say.

what he does like, however, is telling you what to buy. does he particularly care if you buy a pink dress or a blue one? not at all, but the thought of manipulating you into dressing for his personal preferences and aesthetic gets him giddy.

so he’ll come with you to try on some new clothes, even give his input here and there. and that’s why he’s standing here outside the dressing room of some clothing store he doesn’t know the name of with a look of apathy on his face. the music playing is starting to get on his nerves, so he hopes you’ll be done in here soon.

“kev?” you peek your head out of the curtain to see if he’s still there. he raises a brow and looks at you expectantly, waiting to see what you’ve picked out now. you step out and give him a shy look. you’re not sure about this one, since kevin was glaring at it particularly harshly when you had grabbed it off the hanger.

it’s a brown babydoll style top, you liked the way it accentuated your breasts, but you weren’t sure that kevin would like the colour. one look at his wrinkled brow and unimpressed expression and you can tell that you’re not going to buy it. “you don’t like it?” you ask innocently, waiting for a verbal answer.

“brown? really? that color is so dull and uninspiring...” kevin says plainly, staring at you with a look of indifference. you nod and turn back into the dressing room, “yeah… you’re right..i don’t think i’m gonna get it.” once you’re behind the curtain, kevin smiles. he likes to give you the illusion of a choice, even though he knows you’ll do exactly what he wants you to.

you look like a kicked puppy when you come out holding the discarded top. you leave it on the rack and kevin sighs once he sees your expression. “if you’re just gonna pout about my opinions, why do you keep asking for them?” he’s scowling now, and you know you shouldn’t have been so apparent, “i’m not pouting, i’m just disappointed i haven’t found any nice tops yet..” you say shyly, looking at your boyfriend’s expression.

the two of you walk out of the store, you’re carrying some bags filled with a few skirts and some flared jeans. you found out that kevin likes pink on you, since it’s pretty much the only colour of anything you’ve tried on that he hasn’t blatantly said he hated. you’re walking towards another store, but stop outside of victoria’s secret.

kevin sees your eyes light up, and he plays the role of the doting boyfriend once again. “you wanna try something on in here?” he wasn’t expecting this. you nod and lead him into the store. you walk towards a pink babydoll with a black bow around the waist, and hold it up against your body. “what do you think, kev? do you like it?” you ask excitedly. he gives you a smirk, “you should grab a few like that and try them on,” this was the most enthusiastic you’ve seen him all afternoon. (which is to say, not sulking and being slightly hurtful) you nod excitedly and grab a few more sets. your arms are full and you walk towards the dressing room.

you get undressed and the babydoll over your head, admiring how it flatters your curves and makes your breasts look perfect. with the baby pink and black, it’s the perfect combination of innocent and sexy. you’re excited to show kevin, so you unlock the door and position yourself on the doorframe. you try to pose seductively for him, but kevin thinks you look more like a baby kitten.

“look at you, all dolled up in that pretty lingerie” he teases, sliding a hand onto your waist, sliding up upwards past your breast. you feel your breath catch in your chest as your boyfriend’s face gets closer to yours. you admire his pretty face, and lean in for a kiss, but he pulls his lips away; he’s teasing you. you whine, and close the space between the two of you. his lips are slightly chapped, so you think he must’ve bitten them. you smile into the kiss and kevin pulls away, so you turn to go try on the others.

as you walk into back into the dressing room, you notice kevin following you in. before you can ask what he’s crashing his lips against yours. the door slams and he shoves you against the wall. “kev.. i thought you wanted me to try these other—”you’re cut off by a moan escaping your throat. kevin wastes no time unbuttoning his jeans and pulling out his cock. the tip is flushed pink and leaking, and you figure his boner must’ve been really uncomfortable in those tight jeans of his.

you should’ve known that this was a bad idea, you can tell just by the way he’s looking at you that you’ll be screaming his name. you’re pressed up against the mirror and kevin has a hand around the fabric covering your tummy. he pushes his cock inside you, making you moan. his hips are snapping into yours roughly and you’re trying not to scream his name in the middle of the store.

“oh god, kevin…!” you moan, “we’re in public…” kevin doesn’t seem to care, as he only thrusts harder. “yeah, so you better keep your mouth shut,” he growls into your ear, and bites your earlobe. kevin’s cock kisses your cervix; you start feel overwhelmed with pleasure, and the coil in your tummy is about you unravel. “oh god! kev.. ‘m gonna cum…” you moan, trying to keep your voice down. the shameful thought of one of the employees catching you and kevin fucking in the dressing room is enough to push you to orgasm. you’re worried about the babydoll getting ruined, but kevin shows a level of uncharacteristic restraint.

he enjoys the lingerie. usually, kevin prefers you wear nothing at all, but there’s something about seeing you in the lingerie that makes him feel something deep in his gut. it reminds him of your innocence. he finishes in you with a soft whimper. you feel his cum fill you up and he leans on your shoulder for a brief moment.

you take a deep breath and look at kevin. “i can’t believe we just did that” you whisper with wide eyes. he smirks at your expression and pulls his pants back over his hips. he walks out coolly without saying a single word. you get dressed again and head out of the dressing room. you decide you’re gonna get all of the lingerie you picked out, even though you didn’t try the other ones on. you walk with kevin to the till and give the cashier all of the garments.

“oh.. i dunno if i’m gonna have enough for all of these..” you frown once the cashier rings them all through and you see the total of $250. you’re trying to decide which ones to keep and which ones to put back when kevin speaks up.

“i’ll get them for you,” he smiles with faux chivalry, pulling his credit card out of his jeans pocket. the cashier takes it and starts to bag your lingerie once its all been paid for. “kevin, i didn’t know you had a credit card..” you say dumbly as he throws an arm around your waist loosely. you take the bag from the cashier and begin to walk out of the store. “i don’t,” he smirks at you and pockets eva’s card. as you’re leaving, kevin decides that maybe the mall isn’t that bad.

#🏹—kevinsbabydoll #kevinsbabydollfics #we need to talk about kevin #kevin khatchadourian imagine #kevin khatchadourian #kevin khatchadourian x reader

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sakuraxxharu · 11 months

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Hey! I loved your Kevin Khatchadourian Relationship Headcannons, and I was wondering if you could write more, but in Kevin’s way of appreciation, and affection? Thanks!

THE WAY KEVIN GIVES YOU AFFECTION AND APPRECIATES YOU | HEADCANONS

Firstly, thank you for your request. I was not really online recently so i just saw this cute request. Please don't forget, your requests always makes me happy <3.

✓Female reader (i can edit and change it if you want.)

I already wrote he is a toxic, terrible boyfriend in my other post about Kevin. Which means he will not give you affection or appreciate you easily.

I think most of us have times that we just want a warm, soft cuddling session. If you would just go and hug him or tell him you want to cuddle, he would make fun of you.

If you really want it, you must beg him.

But, if he is the one who wants affection , which is kinda rare, he will pull you to himself and just hug you from behind.

Now, let's talk about his favorite ways of physical affection. I think he would love almost everything includes hair. He loves it when he puts his head to your legs and you play with his hair. He also loves to tease you with tousling your hair. But don't do the same thing to his hair (for your sake).

He loves the nights when he lays down with you on his bed. Slightly smelling your perfume and maybe playing with your hair. When you two sleep together he will not hug you. It will be more like arms or legs slightly touching each other. There is a little touch but definitely not too much.

Sadly, i can't say too much about other ways of affection or appreciation. He lives his emotions inside so he won't tell you that you did a nice job or you are a perfect girlfriend. Probably he will treat you better when you do something he appreciates.

When he really appreciates you he will let you do something you always wanted to do with him. He will not go to cinema with you (he finds it cringy) but you can make a movie night together.

You need to do a lot even for bare minimum if you are dating with Kevin Khatchadourian. He is a poison that is killing you but you are not able to quit it. So, just drink it until the end.

#kevin khatchadourian x reader #we need to talk about kevin #kevin khatchadourian #headcanons #kevin khatchadourian headcanons #thank you for requesting!

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kausstar · 11 months

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I HAVE TOO MANY FUCKING DRAFTS I CAN’T KEEP UP ANYMORE!!!

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 2023 starpdfs !

if you steal my photos, ideas or layout, you’re daddy probably don’t love you- and if you think he do? i bet you he don’t.

#k talks ˎˊ˗#ethan landry x reader #elliot x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #tate langdon x reader #nate jacobs x reader #peter sutherland x reader #daryl dixon x reader #gwi nam x reader #batman x reader

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satrryeys4eva · 4 months

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.....soo ....... After basically being gone for literal years...... I'm back...sooo pls send requests for

Damon Salvatore

Aegon ii Targaryen

Oliver Quick

Homelander

Gotham! Bruce Wayne

Henry Bowers

Vance Hopper

Michael Langdon

Hunter Sylvester

Kevin Khatchadourian

Miguel Diaz

Koby (opla)

Luffy (opla)

Buggy (opla)

(yandere and dark mostly pls and if you don't have a plot that's ok just send in a character, a song and a vibe!)

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09827 · 1 year

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yandere kevin khatchadourian.

prompt. reaction to breaking up. | cw. kevin khatchadourian.

kevin doesn’t flip out when the words “i'm tired of feeling like the only one putting effort into the relationship.” come out of you. he actually knew this day would happen eventually. that's what he loved about you, you think you're able to control your own life. you don’t believe he's capable of being an absolute asshole to you the way he is to everyone else. he just hates to break it to you, but this isn’t the mean to everyone but me wattpad troupe.

he lets you leave his house but best believe he's not letting you leave his life. he throws a huge tantrum as soon as he knows you're gone for sure. papers have been ripped, walls have been marked up, broken antiques. not in his room though. the room eva put hard work into making for it feel like an actual home for her. kevin's dad told eva to excuse his behavior, saying he’s just heartbroken after his first relationship. “he is just being a boy, going through a hard time.”

it's been a few days since the total shit show, he acts like he doesn't care but he’s behaving like a feral animal. undercover, though. he still is a master manipulator under all that hotness. he'll start looking at other people. not ever talking to them, but kevin knows how to make you jealous. if you show signs of not caring, he'll start leaving anonymous gifts to them to piss you off more.

and if that doesn't work, he'll start actually harassing you. rarely physical, mostly mental. point is, motherfucker is crazy. he won't admit he's in love with you. he won't let you leave him, either. he'll get you back, willingly or not. he will not let you see him sad, but he will let you see him the most psychotic anyone has seen before.

i'm trying to imagine him standing at your door with a cute teddy bear and chocolates. it's too funny. plot twist, the chocolate is his own cute little recipe he made for his mom on mother's day. dirt & mud.

#yandere kevin khatchadourian x reader #yandere kevin khatchadourian #yandere slashers #yandere slashers x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #yandere blurb #mrsk. blurb.#mrsk. reaction.

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santacarlatourism · 1 year

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May I please request Kevin Khatchadourian, spending time together headcannons? I love your work so much, it’s genuinely under appreciated! Take your time ! <3

Aw, I'm glad you like my writing, tysm!!! here are some headcanons <3

⮞ one of the quotes in the book is "kevin was a shell game in which all three cups were empty" and i think about that a lot and i think it applies here. the version of kevin you're getting can vary wildly, depending on how he wants you to perceive him, and there's not necessarily a rhyme or reason for the choice he makes.

it's likely if he's voluntarily choosing to spend time with you, though, that you get something closer to his authentic self. and i think that makes him question why you're choosing his company. you're not like lenny-- some loser who idolizes kevin and is easy to manipulate.

so it creates a cycle. he keeps spending time with you to figure out why you like to spend time with him, and the more time he spends with you the more curious he is about why you keep spending time with him.

⮞ you're still initiating most of the hang outs because kevin is not interested enough in most things to suggest anything.

⮞ tell him you need to grab something at the mall and ask if he wants to run over with you. he'll agree and he'll hate it.

however, you spot a sporting goods store and suggest you two dip in there, aware of kevin's love for archery. this... somewhat alleviates kevin's mood. archery is one of very few things kevin has an interest in, and as he peruses the equipment you can probably even get him to explain some of the sport to you and answer questions like what makes a good bow, are there different kinds of string, etc.

the more specific your question is, and the more they build off of previous answers he's given you, the more you seem to really be listening... well, the less likely he is to ask if you're stupid in response to one of them. and, admittedly, the more likely he is to decide that perhaps this trip was worth it.

don't get any ideas about buying him anything though, as a friendly or romantic gesture. something about that, especially so early on, is too easy to kevin. it's too transparent what your motivations are, and he'll stare you dead in the eye, "what, you want to buy me a little surprise just so i'll like you more? my parents can buy me this shit. doesn't make them special either."

gift giving, with kevin, should come much later, where he's less likely to see it as you initiating some sort of bribe or transaction.

⮞ i think i maybe mentioned this in another post, but i think a lot of hanging out with kevin comes down to parallel play more or less. he's on his computer doing his own thing, reading his copy of robin hood, outside shooting arrows, etc. and you're nearby, doing something. and while he looks like he's paying no attention to you, he's analyzing the situation. why isn't he as bothered by your company as he is by frank's, eva's, celia's, or even his ostensible friend lenny?

eventually, kevin realizes that the reason for this is that when he's with you, he feels like he does when he's alone. by this i mean... to some extent, kevin's actions with everyone are performance. this is the case with both franklin and eva, with his sister and with his peers.

but when he's with you he feels as himself as he does when he's utterly alone. except, perhaps, less bored.

this is where, if it hasn't already, kevin's interactions with you take a turn. his fascination grows beyond why you enjoy his company-- all though it's still a question-- and more on to you as a whole.

⮞ he starts playing hot and cold more. he wants to know how you react when plans with him fall through due to him cancelling last minute. do it back so he can be surprised by how displeased he is. it's going to be apparent he's testing with you, playing with you, but not necessarily why.

he may start suggesting hang outs here, but be warned, they're things he thinks you'll hate. he's curious to see if he's right, if he knows your tastes that well. but he's also just as curious to see if you're willing to put up with something you hate for his company.

while out you notice he's not enjoying himself either, and call him out on it. you ask if he even likes this activity. "nope," he'll respond, with a little smirk. you roll your eyes.

but honestly? he grows to find that he enjoys reveling in his contempt for people in your company more than he enjoys doing it alone. your sarcastic agreement with his snide remarks, the little light swats you give his arm when he's just far too harsh.

⮞ before you and kevin are really dating, people around you would have just grown to assume that's what was going on because your hang outs and time together had grown towards increasingly romantic activities in part because those were things you two simply hadn't done together yet.

in person or on the phone, kevin mentions to franklin that he's taking you to the movies. franklin teasingly tells his son not to do anything he wouldn't do and kevin freezes for a moment, realizing the implications, but it's not going to be clear how he feels about them for awhile. but it makes sense, kevin supposes: if you two are going on dates then you are, by default, dating. he's not too perturbed by it: dating isn't the same sort of romantic commitment as a relationship.

but even when it develops into a formal relationship much of the way he interacts with you is the same. for kevin putting a name to it is more so just to officialize what's already been going on for awhile. To keep you from getting any ideas that you can just easily dip out without warning at any time. Similar to dating, by the time it becomes a formal relationship you two will arguably have been in a relationship for awhile.

⮞ once kevin realizes he actually enjoys your presence and perhaps even likes you as an individual, he becomes more indulgent at times. he may show you how to fire a bow, or walk you through some of his computer knowledge so you can get your own to work better. share some knowledge with him in return-- if you know him well enough to know what he'd actually value learning.

#kevin khatchadourian x reader #post: hcs #by santacarlatourism

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slasherscream · 6 months

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the crazy ass boys and that punisher scene *would* be kooky crazy and you absolutely should do it - the FLAVOR…

A/N: do i feel bad for reader? yeah, of course... but lowkey this shit kinda funny. TW: the kevin and josh parts of this feature attempted sexual assault of reader. if you get the urge to community label this block me and don't read it instead xoxo.

crazy ass boys gang + reader kills someone based on that one punisher scene

billy loomis:

He deserves it. The hands wrapped tightly around his throat, his mind going foggy from the lack of oxygen. Head pounding in pain from the several blows he’d taken to it. His vision swims as he stares up at the monster he himself had created: Ghostface.

One thing he’d never considered about making it so he and Stu were the sole survivors of the Woodsboro massacre was what tantalizing targets they’d become for any Ghostface copycats. He curses himself for it now. It was ridiculous to think that infamy like theirs wouldn’t inspire other bloodthirsty maniacs.

To be murdered in his own home, the way so many of his own victims met their fate, is particularly insulting.

‘What an ironic way to go,’ Billy thinks as he starts to black out.

And that should be it. There shouldn’t be anything after the blackness. But suddenly he’s taking large, greedy gulps of air again and rolls to the side heaving. He finds himself face to face with the Ghostface copycat who sports a new accessory: a kitchen knife in the side of their neck.

Senses coming back to him, he slowly begins to hear the miserable animal-like whimpering of another person in the room and rolls onto his back. Standing over him and his cheap knockoff is his partner, Y/N, blood splattered across their trembling hands.

“Did I kill them? Are they dead?” Before you’ve even finished the sentence Billy is shaking his head no.

“No, baby, no you didn’t kill them. It’s okay.” The words hurt to get out but he forces them anyway. He has to reassure you that you aren’t like him. That you aren’t a killer.

Believe it or not, he never wanted this for you. You aren’t like him or Stu. You aren’t built for this. But here you are, blood on your hands because it came down to Billy or a stranger and you’ll always choose Billy, no matter what the choice costs you.

Billy forces himself to move when he notices the way the rise and fall of the Ghostface’s chest slow to the jerking heaves of the dying.

He yanks the knife from their neck and they make a gurgling, wet noise of pain. It’s the sound people make while they drown in their own blood. Billy is more than used to it, and barely registers it. But as quiet as the room is, the noise is deafening for you, and you turn to retch.

“You didn’t kill anyone baby, I promise.” Billy slits their throat so quickly it’s done before you even turn back around. “I killed them, okay?”

josh washington:

Josh’s hearing these days is inhuman, which is only fair since Josh himself isn’t quite human these days.

Also inhuman is his bond with you. He’s in tune with you, to put it lightly. His abnormally cold body forever seeks out the heat of your own. He relishes in your calming scent. He listens eagerly for the sound of your breathing, your heartbeat, your voice.

That’s why, even with the music at this party turned up to deafening volumes, he registers the sound of your scream as if you were standing side by side.

The noise awakens something animalistic in him. His mouth, already half split into a permanent, razor-toothed snarl, pulls back even further. He looks monstrous. He pushes and shoves violently through the crowd of mindlessly gyrating bodies in a panic.

‘Where are you, Y/N?!’ He thinks, sick to his stomach.

Even through the heavy smells of sweat, alcohol, and weed, he’s able to follow your scent outside. Here he’s in his element. The air is clear and damp, and it’s easy to track you. You’re in the woods just beyond the house, still screaming, when he finds you.

Immediately he gathers you in his arms, snarling and growling into the open air at any potential threats.

“I killed him. I killed him, Josh.” You shriek, voice high and sharp with panic.

He nuzzles his cheek against yours comfortingly. It takes him a second to remember he’s human and can speak. That’s when he smells the blood. His pupils dilate at the sweet, metallic scent and he searches for the source, eyes seeing perfectly even in the darkness of the night.

His eyes land on a man laying haphazardly on the ground, head bent at an odd angle on a rock. Blood oozes sluggishly over the stone and Josh’s heart stops at the sight.

“I was just trying to get some air and this guy followed me out here and he wouldn’t leave me alone, so I ran, but he followed me. He followed me! And he tried to…” You sob on the words that won’t come and Josh knows instantly what happened. His mind paints the rest of the horrible picture. “... all I was doing was trying to get him off me. That’s all I was trying to do! I didn’t mean to kill him, Josh. Oh god, I didn’t mean to kill him.”

You’re not a killer. Josh isn’t one either… but if he has to choose which one of you will have to bear the weight of taking a life he knows he won’t let it be you.

He crosses over to the man, who looks up at Josh with unseeing eyes. There’s only one thing to do. Josh bends down low and braces himself for the way your attacker's blood will taste when he rips out their throat with his teeth.

stu macher:

text from babygirl/babyboy: [ stu there is someone in the house pls hurry im scared ]

He glanced down at the pocket of his jeans ready to roll his eyes when he heard your text notification.

You were probably texting him because you’d checked the kitchen and realized you needed some spice or vegetable ‘desperately’ to be able to make dinner tonight. He almost felt like ignoring it and telling you he hadn’t seen the text until he pulled into the driveway of your home.

But begrudgingly he paused, shifted the grocery bags around in his arms, and pulled out his phone.

His heart stopped.

Instantly, he knew you were serious. He might fuck with you like this but you’d never do the same to him. He dropped the groceries on the ground and ran to the car.

He doesn’t text you to ask if you’re okay. He’s terrified of the answer he could get. More terrified of getting no answer at all, so he just drives. He focuses on the thought of you at home, needing him, and breaks every speeding law there is to get to you.

He parks down the street so as to not tip off the intruder. He grabs the hunting knife he always keeps in his car even though Billy tells him not to and stalks like an animal toward the home you’ve built together. The rage he feels is indescribable. Someone is in his house terrorizing what’s his.

He creeps in through the wide open back door of the house. He pauses and listens for a sound over the pounding of the blood in his ear.

Nothing. For one soul crushing moment there’s nothing at all.

Then he hears the sound of you crying from upstairs and it makes his heart stop. He runs up the stairs as quietly as he can and throws himself into the bedroom ready to do anything to save you.

But you’ve already saved yourself, it seems.

You’ve curled yourself up in the corner closest to the door, watching as the man who attacked you bleeds out from the stab wounds you put in his stomach.

Stu stops moving and watches as the man tries to stop himself from bleeding out, his own cries blending with yours. You were smart enough to keep the knife and you hold it towards the man, shaking with adrenaline and fear.

“Baby-” Stu’s voice breaks the spell you’re in and you turn to him and begin to cry in earnest. You were holding yourself together, waiting on him to save you and he came too late.

“He’s dying Stu, I killed him. Oh god, I killed someone.” Blood from the knife you’re holding drips onto the hardwood floor of your bedroom.

“No, baby, you didn’t kill him.” Stu already failed you tonight. He’s not going to let you become a killer because someone broke into your house and you had to survive.

He crosses the room, kneels in front of the burglar, and stabs them twice in the neck. The warm blood hits his face and he doesn’t even relish in it. Just waits for the light in the burglar’s eyes to dim. When it does he turns back to you.

“I killed them, honey.”

jd/jason dean:

The sound of a gunshot rings through the basement loud and clear.

JD freezes, mind racing as he thinks of what to do next. It’s not every day that you’re caught planting bombs in the building where the Dean’s office happens to be. This was his last stop.

All the other bombs have already been carefully placed throughout campus. Even if he’s caught now, the detonator is only just out of reach. If he can reach it, the plan will still be a success. The only minor hiccup would be dying beneath a couple thousand piles of rubble. But that’s a small thing. It’d be worth it. For you, JD would do anything.

This university had taken everything from you. He’d watched it happen. Had sat by, rage simmering just beneath the surface as he tried to let you handle your own problems. You’d insisted he’d let you handle the situation. You’d let yourself get walked all over, is what happened. But JD doesn’t blame you for how everything turned out.

You’re too gentle. Too sweet. You don’t have that animal instinct to fight or go to war. It was one of the reasons you endeared yourself to JD so quickly. You were intensely vulnerable in a world so resolutely cruel that you were breathtaking just by existing. To watch you come to harm of any kind was painful. But it all ended today. Even if it killed him.

“Oh no, oh please no.” Your voice makes JD turn in bewilderment.

“What on Earth are you doing here-” JD’s eyes go wide at the scene before him.

There’s a security guard on the ground, unconscious, a pool of blood seeping from them. He can see the entry wound on their back. He wonders if the bullet is lodged in them or if it went straight through.

“I didn’t want to kill him. I was just- I was coming to stop you from doing this but I didn’t… I saw the guard coming up behind you with a gun, and… and his finger was on the trigger. He was gonna kill you. He was gonna-”

JD steps gracefully around the puddle of blood the guard is making and takes you into his arms. You fall into them with a wet sob.

He feels his heart go warm, the way it always does when he holds you. You came here to stop him from protecting you and wound up protecting him in turn. Whether you like it or not, the two of you are soulmates. You’ll always come first to one another. Damn the rest of the world entirely.

But JD knows you’re too tender for this. Knows that killing will break your spirit, not free you the way it freed him.

He gently pries the gun from your fingers (and almost laughs at the thought of you trying to confront him with his own gun), turns, and shoots the guard execution-style in the back of his head.

“You didn’t kill anyone, darling. You don’t have it in you.” He pulls you back into his arms. “But don’t worry about that, you’ll never have to when I’m around.”

kevin khatchadourian:

Kevin told you the guy was bad news. But generally, Kevin was an untrustworthy judge of character because he hated everyone, especially anyone who pulled any of your precious attention away from him. So, you decided to tutor the other man despite Kevin’s insistence you do no such thing.

You should have listened to Kevin.

Of course, your classmate didn’t actually need tutoring. He was just trying to get close to you. He said as much as he pinned you against your couch, rough hand sliding up up up your leg, to the juncture of your thighs. It quickly became clear that your classmate didn’t care whether or not you wanted to become close to him as well.

You’d shoved him away from you as hard as you could once he started trying to remove your clothes. It was a good shove. He’d landed right on the corner of the coffee table. There’d been a sickening crunch as the back of his head hit the wood. Then there was nothing. And now he was making a low, animal noise from what seemed like the very pit of his stomach. He must’ve been in agony.

You didn’t move a muscle. You were probably in shock. You just sat, holding your ripped shirt to your chest. All the while knowing that if you didn’t do something soon, this man that had tried to force himself on you would die.

Kevin walked in through the front door of your apartment. You heard him take off his shoes. Throw his keys onto the table in your entryway. Heard him begin to shuffle his way toward the scene of the soon-to-be crime.

“Y/N?” He’s suddenly kneeling in front of you, blocking the view of your attacker, who still keeps on with that miserable whining.

“Kevin?” Numbly, you reach for him, place your hands on his shoulders and grip them tightly. You try to pull him towards you but he holds himself away, staring at you.

“What happened?”

You glance a little to the side and can see the other man still sprawled across the ground. “I should have listened to you.”

Kevin’s thumb gently drags along your freshly busted lip, smearing blood along the length of your mouth, “What happened?”

His voice is so unusually tender that the haze of confusion and fear breaks and you sob. You try again to pull him towards you and this time he comes willingly, enveloping you in his arms. For someone so distant, who adopts and discards emotions and feelings as easily as a mask, Kevin’s embraces are always tight and all-consuming.

You stay like that for only a few minutes. When Kevin pulls back, he wipes away your tears with your own ripped shirt. You stare at one another. You never know what he’s thinking, now being no exception, but for once you let yourself get lost in the inky blackness of his eyes and feel comforted, not unnerved.

“Go take a bath.” The command comes out of nowhere.

“What? Kevin I-” A slightly louder moan than the rest cuts you off and the look on Kevin’s face fades from whatever was there when he was looking at you to his typical viciousness.

“I’m going to put him out of his misery. He’s already dying. There’s no use calling an ambulance, and I wouldn’t let you anyway. So you’re going to let me do what I need to do, and you’re going to go take a bath while I do it. Then you’ll go to bed, and when you wake up, it will all be over. Understand?”

He doesn’t give you the option to disobey. He helps you to your feet, guides you to the bathroom, and even starts the bath for you. Then he goes back into the living room to kill a man as if it means nothing to him.

You sit in the bath with your knees to your chest, and listen to the sounds of running water instead of focusing on the fact that the man has finally gone quiet.

#crazy ass boys gang #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #jd x reader #josh washington x reader #kevin khatchadourian x reader #heathers imagine #scream imagine #until dawn imagine #we need to talk about kevin imagine #ran out of steam to do nathan sparrow ben and david #maybe one day #if you see any typos respectfully no you didn't lmao #ENJOY y'all been waiting for this one

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sxvenz · 2 years

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horror / psycho masterlist.

Scream.

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Tatum Riley

Poly! Billy + Stu

AHS.

Tate Langdon

Kyle Spencer

Zoe Benson

Madison Montgomery

James March

Elizabeth “The Countess” Johnson

Misc.

David McCall

Jason “JD” Dean

Jennifer Check

Kevin Khatchadourian

O-Ren Ishii

Gogo Yubari

… … …

I may consider writing for slashers in the future ! Maybe even dbd, but for now this is my horror list !

#poly ghostface #kevin khatchadourian #Kevin khatchadourian x reader #yandere ghostface #yandere billy loomis #yandere Stu macher #tatum riley x reader #David McCall x reader #jd heathers #jd x reader #yandere jd #jennifer check #jennifer check x reader #yandere Jennifer check

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rippanasworld · 1 year

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He doesn't have a crush on you, he has a fixation on you. He has this image in his head that he wants you to live up to.

He has specific rules that he wants you to follow. If you break one of these rules then he will gladly punish you.

He likes to purposely hurt(not physically) you or bring you down. bored he likes to bring you down, break you and humiliate you. He likes to test you to see how far you can go until you break. If anyone else makes you feel this way then he’ll simply get rid of them. He is the only one that can break you.

He never wants you to leave his side. He expects you to follow him. If he wants you to go away he'll tell you.

He doesn't like to be touched without being asked, but he is allowed to touch you whenever he pleases. He can touch you but you can't touch him. If you do touch him then he’ll get mad.

Spending the night with Kevin is nice. You like to watch Kevin sleep because he looks peaceful when he'

NSFW! With Kevin‼️

Sex with Kevin is sadistic and rough. You would hardly have vanilla sex with him. He would pull your hair, slap, spank, choke, bite, and scratch you. The more he inflicts pain on you the more he gets turned on.

This man can go about 5 rounds.

He wants to see your face red in tears and sweaty after he's done with you.

Don't accept aftercare from him. You two shower together after sex but showering with isn't too romantic.

He’ll silently stand behind you and wait for you to finish washing until it's his turn to wash.

Don't try to wash or touch him in the shower he’ll get mad.

#kevin khatchadourian x reader

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violetsixx1981 · 10 months

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Kevin, we need to talk!! Part 2

Word count 809

WARNING ⚠️ READER FINDS KEVINS PLANS TO SHOOT UP THEIR SCHOOL!!!

“SHIT, babe, wake up,” Kevin yelled, jumping out of the bed. You yawned and opened your eyes. “What’s going on,” you asked? “My mom is home, I just heard her car door,” Kevin said as he threw his clothes back on.”Oh fuck,” you said jumping up and scrambling to find your clothes. “You get dressed, I’m going to go distract my mom. I’ll text you when it’s okay to come downstairs,” Kevin said as he shut the door behind him.

You got dressed and sat down at Kevin’s desk. Leaning all the way back you knocked the back of the chair into the dresser that was next to it. You heard something hit the floor. Swiveling the chair around you noticed that a notebook had been knocked free from between the desk and his dresser. Shimmying your hand into the gap, you grabbed it. You were just going to put it back, but the cover said KEEP OUT, and let’s be honest you’d never been good at following instructions.

You opened the notebook and found a list of your classmates, noting that they were all the super popular, and super smart kids. You flipped to the next page and found a sketched diagram of the school with all the exits marked. You were starting to get a sinking feeling in your stomach. The next page was a drawing of metal bike locks and a bow and arrow. You knew that Kevin loved archery, and he was very good at it. It was actually the reason you’d noticed him.

He’d been on the archery field at school, his face had been in such a state of concentration. The way his shirt rode up his stomach when he pulled the bowstring. He was gorgeous.

You flipped to the next page and your entire world came crashing down. There in black and white was a full laid out plan to shoot up the school with his bow and arrows. There was even a part about using the metal bike locks to lock the students in. You sat there staring at the notebook in your lap, you couldn’t breathe.

“Babe? I texted you. My mom is bringing in groceries. So if we head down now we can just pretend we were in the living room the whole time,” Kevin said as he walked into the room. You jumped up and the notebook went flying across the room. Kevin walked over and picked it up. “Where did you get this,” Kevin asked, as if he didn’t know exactly where you’d gotten it from. “I knocked the chair into your desk and it fell,” you said. Kevin looked pissed, more pissed than you’d ever seen him. Even more pissed than when Nathan Mercer had grabbed your ass in the hallway. He slowly walked over to the desk and put it back where it came from. All the while you stayed against the far wall, unsure of what to do. "Kevin? P-please tell me that’s not what I think it is,” you said, stuttering. Kevin sighed. “I think you should go,” he said sitting down on his bed. “What? No! Kevin, please talk to me,” you said. “No please go,” he said. “I’m not going anywhere,” you said crossing your arms. “Y/N, GET OUT,” he yelled causing you to jump. “Why,” you asked biting back tears. “BECAUSE IF YOU DON’T GO I’M GOING TO HURT YOU, AND FOR SOME FUCKING REASON I DON’T WANT TO DO THAT ANYMORE!! SO DO US BOTH A FAVOR AND GET THE FUCK OUT,” Kevin roared. You quickly grabbed all your stuff and ran out of his room and down the stairs. Tears were clouding your vision and you nearly collided with his mom bringing in groceries. You muttered an apology and ran out the door. “Y/N? Are you okay, sweetheart,” she yelled after you. But you didn’t turn around, you just kept running until you got to your car. You jumped in throwing your things into the passenger seat. Starting the car you pealed out of his drive way, not even bothering to put on your seat belt.

“What did he mean by he doesn’t want to hurt me, anymore,” you said aloud. Then it suddenly made sense. When you had first started trying to talk to Kevin he was very cold towards you. Almost like he hated you. Every time you tried to talk to him he always seemed angry even if he’d been smiling or laughing just before. You’d almost given up trying to ask him out entirely when out of nowhere he had asked you out. “Was he planning on hurting me,” you asked yourself out loud? It was then you realized that the rumors were true, Kevin Khatchadourian was in fact a sociopath. You were in love with a sociopath. You had just lost your virginity to a sociopath.

#we need to talk about kevin #Kevin khatchadourian x reader #Eva Khatchadourian #mentions of school shootings #established relationship #reader insert

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