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just-my-type-x · 1 year

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Little White Dress

A/N: please don't be mad at the fact that i don't open my requests, but i know i wouldn't have time to get through them since I'm currently working on my thesis and i wrote every day for it. So this is a way of me coping with stress and writing something else other than theoretical stuff haha. I hope u enjoy ♥️

Maybe a tw: drinking/clubbing, but not very much, mentions of sex.

Angst

Italics - flashback

I keep my glass raised high as i pass a few dancing people, trying to reach Tristan and Connor on the other side of the club. I excuse myself when i walk between a couple and brush off their cringey comments of how I'm trying to break them apart.

Tristan spots me from a few meters apart and holds his arm out for me to grab on as a wave of people almost sweep me up in their walking direction.

"Thank you", i chuckle and he puts a protective arm around my waist, watching the group walk away from us, unaware of what almost happened.

"Drunk idiots", he swears under his breath and looks at me. "Are you ok?", he smirks and i nod.

"Thanks to you, yeah. Otherwise i would've been back at the bar and not because i wanted more of this", we both laugh when i take a sip of my cocktail. Connor joins in our conversation and it's not long after that the DJ starts playing real music that we can have fun on. We start dancing around, screaming the lyrics of the songs we love, while Con's friend, Lorrie, decides to take pictures and videos of us having fun together. When the alcohol finally sets in, i let myself feel the rhythm and dance around with Lorrie spinning each other around and laughing a lot. It's not long after that Tristan grabs be gently by my arm and pulls me closer to him to dance with him, while Con takes my place. Tristan's hands are on my waist and mine arr around his neck, while we dance to a remixed version of Hips Don't Lie.

I take one more sip of my drink before going back to Tris, who's quick to position his hands on my hips, moving them around, while we try doing some Cha-Cha dance moves.

"You're playing such a dangerous game, Tris", i shout in his ear and he pulls me in closer. His head is glued to mine, his lips close to my ear, his fingers brushing my hair away.

"Dangerous is more exciting", he smirks and i bite my lip as he spins me one more time before the song drastically changes to another one. I need to catch my breath and sit next to Tristan who was already on the couch, drinking from his glass. His eyes follow me closely and i smirk at him. I pull on my short white dress while sitting, so it could cover my legs more and Lorrie is quick to ask us if we want some pictures taken. We both agree and i move closer to Tris, whose eyes still follow everything i do. I position myself on the side, my back touching his side and his arm snakes around my waist, his hand on my thigh. She takes a few photos of us and i start taking pictures of her and Con, then selfies the four of us. I look through some of them, when i feel an intense stare on my back. I turn around and i see Tristan's eyes scanning my body up and down, clearly ditching the conversation he has with Con and Lorrie. I walk over to Tristan and tell him to get out of there, leaving our friends in the club. We get to the hotel and Tris is quick to throw me on the bed, attacking my neck with his lips and teeth, leaving hickeys down my neck and exposed cleavage.

"Fuck, take this down immediately", he groans, his hands caressing my curves through the dress and then quickly taking off his suit jacket. We're both in our underwear when we start kissing each other, heat radiating off our bodies.

"About last night.. We're not gonna talk about last night. That's a great Instagram caption, y/n, but i think it's a bit too much for a picture of you and Tristan at a club", Brad comments about the post of Tristan having his arm snaked around my body while we're backstage. I yawn, still tired after the club and, well, Tristan. I wear a zip up hoodie, so i put the hood on my head to not hear Brad too much.

"That's an amazing caption and it fits the picture very well", i bite back and hold my head against the back of the sofa.

"Well, did something happen? Other than Tris being significantly close to you", Brad chuckles and i roll my eyes. I've had a crush on Brad for years, but you can tell him straight in the face and he still won't figure it out. I know it was wrong of me to sleep with Tristan and he knows it too, but last night neither of us could help it.

"No, everything is alright.", i pull on my hoodie upwards to make sure my hickeys aren't visible at all, but Brad shifts in his seat.

"Are you cold or something? You've been pulling on that hoodie since this morning", he frowns and approaches me, but i take off my hood and frown back at him, letting him know I'm alright.

"I'm just tired and to be honest you're irritating me right now", i try to laugh to make it sound like a joke, but he knows it's true. We've been best friends since high school, he figures out everything. Almost.

He laughs at me and then pulls me by the arms to get up and do something so i wouldn't feel so sleepy anymore. I sigh and give in, standing off the couch. When Brad let's go of my arms, my hoodie falls off my left shoulder and i hurry to place it back up.

"Ok, stop, what the fuck is wrong with you?", Brad asks irritated, trying to grab the collar of my hoodie, but i push his hands away.

"Stop it, it's nothing, why are you so worried?"

"I'm not worried, I'm frustrated, what are you hiding from me?", he reaches back to my collar, his free hand catching one of my wrists. He manages to pull the material away from my neck, stopping in his tracks to analyse my love bites. He follows the trail to my collarbones and swallows hard. "Whose are these?"

"Mine"

"No shit dumbass. Who gave them to you?"

A few seconds of silence fall between us until the doors of the backstage open and Tristan, James and Connor walk inside. Brad's eyes fall on Tristan's neck, that also has hickeys here and there. The plan was that i would wear something to cover my neck, while Tris would be good to go since it's not a surprise when he shows up with some. Brad's grip on my hoodie intensifies and i feel the material tightening between his fingers. His face is white, lips parted and his eyes look like they're about to fall out of his head.

"You've got to be kidding me. You two fucked and had the audacity to even post from the night you fucked?", Brad's angry voice makes the guys' attention turn to him. Tristan's face goes blank, while James and Connor look confused at the three of us. "You have some fucking nerve to even look me in the eyes", he points to, Tris and he swallows hard. Brad turns to me and i pull the zipper up, crossing my arms at my chest. "Are you fucking for real? My best friend? What the fuck, y/n?", his voice cracks because of how angry and how high pitched his tone became.

"What is going on?", James asks confused and Con rubs his temples

"Oh my God.. I should've left with you", Con holds his hand on his forehead

"You knew?", Brad almost jumps next to him, his voice loud

"No, but now it makes sense", he answers and puts his phone in the back pocket

"What makes sense?", Brad's burning stare pins Con

"We left earlier", Tristan almost whispers and Brad tightens his fists

"You what?", Brad's question is barely audible

"What happened last night?", James asks again, almost laughing. I pull down my zipper and capture their attention, their heads turning in my direction. I uncover my hickeys, the trail being observable on my breasts, until my tank top covers it. Brad scoffs and shakes his head.

"You fucking made sure you marked every single piece of her, didn't you?", his voice isn't angry anymore, he's just disappointed. "So you left earlier, didn't you? Did you enjoy having sex with y/n?", the exasperation in his voice makes James and Con move away not wanting to intervene. I walk closer to him and Tristan.

"Can you please stop talking about me like I'm some kind of object? It's the first time it happened and i don't understand why you're so upset. You're supposed to be my best friend, why does it bother you so much who my sex life involves?", angry, i step closer to Tris, crossing my arms at my chest.

Brad scoffs. "You know what, fuck off. I hope y'all are gonna have banger sex from now on. Don't even bother having my phone number anymore, y/n", he says while walking fast away from us, exiting the backstage doors with loud bangs.

"For fuck's sake mate.. His best friend?", Con rubs his temples again. "Y/N, his best friend, really?"

"Stop blaming us ok? He told me a few weeks ago that if he'd let anyone near her ever it would be me. I never thought that if it happened, he'd react like this", Tristan falls on the couch, holding his head in his hands.

"Con, you've had sex with half of our friend group back in Birmingham, he never acted like this.", frustrated, i throw a haribo pack at his chest. "Thank you for having our backs, backstabbers", i say while throwing some tea bags to James too.

I leave the room and hurry outside the venue, seeing Brad lean on the wall, his fists every now and then hitting the wall behind him. He notices my presence and i start walking towards him, him doing the same.

"Why Tristan? Why him out of every male in this world?", he yells and i take a step back. "He fucking.. Look at your fucking neck! He fucking.. For fuck's sake, he covered your breasts! He had access to every part of your body!", his voice breaks and he walks away, his hands in his hair, almost pulling at it. I approach him, but he flinches.

"Brad, please calm down, the fans are on the other side of venue", i talk quietly,not being able to look him in the eyes.

"i couldn't give a damn right now."

"Why the fuck are you like this? Talk to me?", i raise my voice and he faces me, his eyes full of tears.

"The nerve to ask me this.."

"No, Brad, tell me why it bothers you. It's not like you haven't seen me with hickeys before. It's not like you didn't tell Tris you'd trust him with me. Why all this?", i ask, waving my arms around us. He exhales loudly and turns his back at me, staring at nothing. He turns back, looking at me with the same tear filled, red eyes.

"You have no idea how much i regret telling him that now that he's done it. I regretted it even afterwards.", he brushes his fingers over his mustache and chin and takes one deep breath. "I have feelings for you", Brad's voice breaks and a tear falls down his cheek. "And I've had for a while i guess. I just never had the courage to tell you, i thought it will happen naturally and i was wrong. Like i always am", he walks away from me and leans on the wall, holding himself up against it with his arms, hitting it hard with his fist. I immediately walk next to him and take his fist in my hand, covering the bruises with my palm.

"Are you crazy? Why did you do that?", i almost scream and he scoffs, taking his hand away.

"Stop, please. Go back to him, I'll calm down and I'll join you afterwards. I'll be fine.", he turns his back to me but i refuse to walk away. I hug him from behind and refuse to let him go, even tho he struggles to get out of my grip. He gives up and sighs.

"I've been in love with you for years", i confess, his posture stiffening

"I can tell", his voice breaks and i tighten my embrace

"I'm serious. But you can't recognise someone having feelings for you even if they're right in your face. I'm the perfect example", Brad laughs quietly. "Last night was a mistake, we both know it, but it happened and we can't change that.", i say quietly. I let him go and he faces me. He pulls me into a hug and i shed a few tears because of the intensity of the moment.

"I thought i lost you forever", he confesses and puts his hand on my head, kissing my forehead. "I thought I'll never be more to you than your best friend"

"Well, this is the main reason that happened. I never expected you to have feelings for me, so why not live my life? I'm so sorry it had to happen with Tris. It was so wrong of us", i watch his face soften

"Do you still want me in your life?", i ask, my voice cracking

"Don't be sorry. I'm pretty glad it was him tho and not some random dude. I know he took care - good care", he pulls the hoodie away to show the hickeys, "but he didn't have a reason not to be with you, i was always open to a relationship between you and any of my band mates. Until now", he chuckles, "when i realised it's only me i want you to be with. I'm sorry i acted like that. I never thought my best friends will actually fuck", his body stiffens again and i look somewhere else.

He nods, "more than ever. Only if you want me too", he tries to smile, but another tear falls on his cheek

"more than ever", we hug each other, sighing in relief. We decide to go back to the backstage and he bumped fists with Tristan and hugged, before a wave of apologies and and a band group hug.

"You know, she's not really your type, so things wouldn't have worked out anyway", Brad laughs and i roll my eyes as Tristan agrees

"Oh shut up"

A/N: Let me know if u want a part 2 ♥️

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imaginesxthevamps · 2 years

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I want to introduce something new on my blog, I want to do 'smut Saturdays'. So basically everyone can send in some smut requests for Brad or other members of The Vamps during the week and I will write them all (or choose a few to write when it's too much) to post on saturday. Let me know if you would like that idea :))

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slutforgarlogan · 2 months

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Request Rules !

➳ My reqs are always open unless my bio says otherwise

➳ You can request fluff, smut and angst. If it takes a while dont fret! i havent ignored it i just have college and i dont answer reqs until ive written the fic (organisational reasons)

➳ I will write anything except: shit, vomit, r@pe/sa, abuse, pedophilia. so like basic no one sane writes it typa stuff

➳ Characters u can request: Any ahs Evans, Finns and Codys, Luke Cooper, Peter Maximoff, Duncan Shepherd, any Cillian Murphy character (ive seen everyhthing hes in so literally go nuts)

➳ Characters i may add if anyones interested: Gar Logan, Charlie Dalton, Spencer Reid (pls tell me if u want this)

➳ ALSO!! feel free to put things in my inbox that aren't fic reqs, i would love to just chat w some of you guys and ur welcome to ask me anything!! <3

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sadgirlbaby · 1 year

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hiii! i was wondering if you still did matchups? if you do i would love to request one with an AHS character <3 you can choose the season you want tbh i really don’t mind!!

i’m 20, i use she/her pronouns and i’m pansexual if that helps lmao 🥲 i have brown hair and brown eyes, i’m 5’1, i have a septum piercing and some tattoos

i’m a scorpio and an infj so i can come of as mysterious i guess (i wouldn’t say that but i’ve been told 😭) apparently i also have a bad rbf syndrome 💀 i’m very shy and quiet but if people come and talk to me i try to be very friendly! i’m open minded, respectful and empathetic. i like to listen to people and try to help them with their problems but i have trouble with opening up about mine.

i love music, fashion and movies. i want to study cinema and i love to spend my time watching very obscure movies. i particularly love horror. i workout occasionally, mostly yoga or pilates. i don’t have a distinct aesthetic or style, but it could be kind of witchy or inspired by some music groups that i like which have rock influences. i used to be very enthusiastic when it came to learning languages! so i can now speak french (my first language) and english fluently as well as some spanish and german.

that’s about it and thank you for taking the time to read this <3

wow… when I read that you’re a scorpio and you love fashion I immediately though about…

TRISTAN DUFFY - season 5 / hotel

this post may contain mature content which includes - sex references, killing/blood references.

HOW YOU MET

you guys met during a catwalk. you were just sitting there and watching the fashion show when you noticed this gorgeous model. tristan noticed you as well, feeling mesmerized by your beauty.

when tristan arrived at the end of the runway, he walked back and passed next to you, then he grabbed your hand and kissed it sweetly.

when the fashion show got over, you left and walked out to call a taxi. you suddenly heard someone screaming “hey! girl !” so you turned around and saw the beautiful model running towards you. “wanna hang out tonight?” he asked you smiling.

THINGS YOU HAVE IN COMMON (which make you compatible to each other)

you’re a scorpio and I bet tristan has a soft spot for scorpio girls

you both love fashion. you love watching fashion shows and he loves be a part of fashion shows.

you wear witchy clothes while tristan is a vampire, what an awesome matching.

THINGS I ASSUME YOU DO

you love watching horror movies at night. just imagine the scene - you guys laying and cuddling on the bed, the tv showing a creepy movie, a few corpses on the floor (whom their blood have been sucked by tristan) and the moon outside spreading its beauty to you.

tristan loves you so much but sometimes you guys don’t talk to each other for a long time because of your behavior - you never want to hear about his excuses and you get angry easily. you always think that you’re right so you guys often argue.

tristan doesn’t like yoga or pilates. he thinks that those things doesn’t help to relax, that’s just bullshit for him but he respects you and your opinions/mindset.

he likes keeping fit instead, sometimes he works out with you and it’s so funny because tristan often stumble in the gym and he’s definitely a troublemaker with everybody.

rough sex. I MEAN- ROUGH SEX ROUGH SEX ROUGH SEX ROUGH SEX ROUGH SEX. tristan is such a dirty minded guy and gets horny easily. he’s not willing to be sweet while having sex with you.

ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITIES

you’re definitely too polite with others. that’s a good thing, but you are literally naive (don’t take it personal !) tristan is more a selective person, he chooses the people he wants bubto deal with and he would never blame himself for others’ mistakes.

tristan often opens up to others and express his feelings but he is hardly ever willing to help others, while you are the opposite - you like helping people but you seldom open up or talk about your feelings.

tristan madly loves provoking people, especially you. he is way too narcissist, he mostly looks arrogant and has a reckless attitude. he LOVES making you upset.

other possibility: dandy mott.

p.s. you and finn wittrock’s characters are so compatible!!!!

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notes: it’s december 26 here so christmas is over :( but merry christmas anyway! I love you guys and I wanna thank you all for all the support<3

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reminder: requests are always open and you can request about whoever you want. I consider any type of headcanons/one shots/stories/smuts/matchups!

+ I accept any kind of tip about my writing/grammar and also about the structure of the imagine/preferences post.

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awritessomething · 4 months

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I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.

Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :

Formula 1:

Max Verstappen

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Riccardo

Mick Schumacher

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

David Rossi (preferably young)

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Thor

Sam Wilson

Deadpool

Steve Rogers

Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ

Simon "Ghost" Riley

König

Phillip Graves

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

John B. Routledge

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Draco malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Regulus Black

Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Sirius Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Oliver Wood

The Walking Dead:

Glenn Rhee

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Miscallaneous:

Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)

Patrick Bateman

Batman (Christian Bale)

Johnathan Crane

Finnick Odair

Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)

Rodrick Heffley

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Tristan Dugray

Dylan O'brien

Jude Bellingham

Joao Felix

Bellamy Blake

Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)

Joe Goldberg

Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)

Minho (The Maze Runner)

Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler)

Jim Halpert

Farkas

Ulfric Stormcloak

Miraak

Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)

Brock Purdy

Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Robby Keene

Zuko (atla dallas liu)

Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)

Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)

Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)

What I wont do:

Pedophilia

Beastiality or anything animal-y

Waterworks

Male reader (sorry)

Character x character

Threesomes or anything not 1x1

Character x oc

Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)

Daddy/mommy kinks

Incest or stepcest

(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)

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lanawinterscigarettes · 2 years

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American Horror Story masterlist

Key:

Fluff: ♡ Angst: ♤ Smut: ♧ Headcanons: ◇ May contain triggering content: ☆

Tate Langdon

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Tate Langdon dating someone who's transmasc ◇

Nail Polish and Nirvana ♡

Violet Harmon

Soft dom Violet Harmon ♧◇

Billie Dean Howard

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Moira O'Hara

Duster Fuck ♧

Kit Walker

Kit Walker dating someone who's transmasc ◇

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Lana Winters

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Cordelia Goode

Trans fem Cordelia Goode ◇

That a Girl ♧

Caught In the Act ♧

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dirty A-Z headcanon game: B, D, L, P, Q, R, S, W, Y ♧◇

Kyle Spencer

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Madison Montgomery

Picnic Baskets and Confessions of Love ♤♡

Dance With Me ♡

Madison Montgomery Fluff Alphabet ♡◇

Punishment and Bargaining ♧

Madison Montgomery nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Moral Of The Story ♤♡

Jimmy Darling

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

You're Not A Freak, Doll ♤♡

Bette and Dot Tattler

Baking With Bette and Dot ◇

Good Girls ♧

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dandy Mott

Sub Dandy Mott ♧◇

Maggie Esmeralda

Run Away With Me ♤♡

James Patrick March

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

James Patrick March x reader with anger issues ◇

James Patrick March being nervous around the reader ◇

James Patrick March x deaf reader ◇

Sally Mckenna

You Can't Leave Me ♤☆

Hypodermic Sally x reader who tries to leave her ♤◇☆

Sex With A Ghost ♧

Sally Mckenna x reader who's a songwriter ◇

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dirty A-Z headcanon game: C, R ♧◇

Liz Taylor

Liz Taylor and Tristan Duffy x reader who's a writer ◇

Tristan Duffy

Liz Taylor and Tristan Duffy x reader who's a writer ◇

Shelby Miller

Hot Tea and Rainstorms ♡

Audrey Tindall

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Rory Monahan

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Kai Anderson

Evans characters with a clingy reader ♡◇

Whores Get Nothing ♧

Kidnapping Confessions ♤♧

Cuddling With Pre Cult Kai ◇

Ally Mayfair-Richards

The Clown In The Kitchen ♤♡

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Winter Anderson

Winter Anderson fluff alphabet ♡◇

Winter Anderson nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Nighttime Terrors ♤♡

Dom Winter Anderson ♧◇

Michael Langdon

Michael Langdon eras x reader with daddy issues ◇

Mornings With Michael ♡

Michael Langdon in a maid outfit ◇

Alphabet Boy ♤♡

Sucking on Michael Langdon's fingers ♧◇

Spanking Michael Langdon ♧◇

Happy Halloween ♧

Enemies With Benefits ♧

Murder House Michael Langdon being soft ♡◇

Calming Techniques ♤☆

Wilhemina Venable

Dom Wilhemina ♧◇

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Jeff Pfister

Having an online relationship with Jeff Pfister ◇

Brooke Thompson

Late Night Anxieties ♤♡

Date Officially Canceled (Brooke x Donna) ♧

Montana Duke

Montana Duke when she gets jealous ◇

Xavier Plympton

Sub Xavier Plympton ♧◇

Xavier Plympton being needy ♧◇

Big Trauma Can Come In Small Packages ♤♡

Donna Chambers

Roller Rink Romance ♡

Date Officially Canceled (Brooke x Donna) ♧

Margaret Booth

Sugar mommy Margaret Booth ♧◇

Harry Gardner

Protein Shakes ♤♡

Poly! Harry Gardner x reader x Doris Gardner general relationship headcanons ◇

Doris Gardner

Poly! Harry Gardner x reader x Doris Gardner general relationship headcanons ◇

Austin Sommers

The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow ♤♡

Austin Sommers nsfw alphabet ♧◇

Crimson Sheets ♧

Tuberculosis Karen

I Promise ♤☆

Sarah Paulson characters dating someone who's very affectionate ♡◇

Dr. Calico

Blue Moon Tears ♤♡

#american horror story #american horror story imagines #american horror story x reader #american horror story fic #ahs #ahs imagines #ahs x reader #ahs fic #ahs smut #ahs fluff #ahs angst #american horror story smut #american horror story fluff #american horror story angst #american horror story masterlist #ahs masterlist #evan peters x reader #sarah paulson x reader

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mrsarnasdelicious · 8 months

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Smut Masterlist

Solo x Reader

Bang Yongguk [1] [2]

Christian Linke

Jack Gilinsky

Kian Lawley

Luke Hemmings [1/2]

Moon Jongup

Nash Grier

Sam Wilkinson

Shawn Mendes

Son Hyunwoo Don't Talk, Just Kiss

Tristan Evans

Multiple x Reader

Shipping

Derek Hale x Isaac Lahey

Nate Maloley x Jacob Whitesides

Jo Halbig x Mäx Schlichter

Shawn Mendes x Christian Linke [II]

Timo Sonnenschein x David Bonk

Bang Yongguk x Jung Daehyung

#masterlist #master list #masterpost #master post #smut under the cut #wip #far from complete fam #my archives are vast and I am slow #W I P

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moonlitmeeks · 2 years

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who i write for! (italics = favs atm)

marauders ; james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, peter pettigrew, regulus black, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald

stranger things ; steve harrington, eddie munson, nancy wheeler, robin buckley, jonathan byers, mike wheeler, lucas sinclair, max mayfield

gilmore girls ; jess mariano, rory gilmore, dave rygalski, tristan dugray, paris geller, lane kim

grishaverse ; kaz brekker, jesper fahey, inej ghafa, nina zenik, matthias helvar, wylan van eck

dead poets society ; neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, knox overstreet, steven meeks, gerard pitts, richard cameron, chris noel

misc ; lord tewkesbury

if a character isnt on my list, don’t fret! request anyways, and if i fancy it, i’ll write for them!!

what i will / won’t write!

will ; fluff, angst, smut/suggestive content, platonic!reader, poly!relationships

won’t ; toxic/abusive relationships, extreme violence/gore, sexual assault or cnc/dub-con, incest, any topics surrounding eating disorders, a gendered reader that goes against canon sexualities (e.g robin buckley + male reader)

other ;

i write fics, headcanons, blurbs, drabbles, dialogues anything!

can ask for a headcanon set for a group of characters (e.g, marauders first kiss headcanons)

please don’t request any nsfw content if you’re under 18!

please specify if you’d like a certain gendered reader! i’ll likely write gn!reader otherwise

#🕯; bee speaks!

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jimmysdarling · 1 year

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To every one that reads my posts, please read this!!

Hello guys, I will be uploading stories so here are some things you should know or keep in mind!

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Characters I write for:

Evan peters

Tate langdon

Micheal langdon

Kit walker

Lana winters

Kyle spencer (fraken or not)

Jimmy darling

James patrick March

The countess

Tristan

Edward Phillipe Mot

Kai anderson

Winter anderson

Xavier

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Warnings that may be included in my posts:

Smut

P in v

Murder

Blood

Suicide

Over-stimulation

My shitty writing or spelling

Cumming

Impregnating

Cheating

Mention of SA

Cursing

Crying

Cutting

Eating

Insecurities

Secret relationships

Adult nudity

Dirty talk

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Zee woo mama (💀💀) that was a lot to write (I'm definitely over exaggerating)

Bye my darlings ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

#idk

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lickmesimpson · 3 years

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are people still here? like.... it’s 2021 it’s time to get back to writing some casual smut/imagines and talking about my faves. so like send ideas and stuff.. xx.

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twoghostsch · 6 years

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My man is out there, not looking like a snack but like a whole meal

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just-my-type-x · 1 year

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Honey, You Got All Of Me

Smut

Part 1 here

✨ Inspired by Nasty by Russ, if u wanna listen to it while reading

✨ Combined with: idk if u take requests or not but can u please write something abt brad having a breeding kink?

We enter the house and i take off my shoes, sitting on the couch, where Brad joins me. We spend some time calming down after the huge rush we've been into ever since leaving the restaurant and after the whole fight with Brad, we decide to take a minute to really feel like ourselves.

"Do you want to stay the night? You already have a pj here", i offer and stand up off the couch

"Yeah, that sounds good, i do", he gives me a quick, warm smile

"I'm gonna go take a shower and change, i'll meet you in my bedroom", i go upstairs and close the bathroom door behind me and i turn on the hot water before i take off my clothes. I close the glass door of the shower cabin and i hear the bathroom door open, revealing a shirtless Brad. "What are you doing?", i giggle as he hurries himself to get his pants and boxers off

"Making up for earlier", he smiles and enters the shower cabin, grabbing me by the waist and glueing our bodies together as he's kissing me, his tongue pressing on mine, our kisses blissfuly syncing. As the water is running down our bodies, he presses my back on the cold tiles, making me moan at the sudden cold touch. "Mmm, such a beautiful sound", he moans into the kiss and starts kissing down my neck and collarbones, down my stomach and finally between my legs. I suck in a breath when his tongue licks between my folds, the warm feeling making my head rest on the tiles while Brad's tongue works on my swollen clit. I grab a handful of his curls to keep his head in one place and he takes my leg and positions it on his shoulder, so he would have more access to my pussy.

"Oh, fuck, Bradley, just like that", i moan, looking down at him, who was sucking and nibbling on my clit, making me weak in my knees. "I'm close", the words barely come out and i feel him smile, picking up his pace, sending me over the edge. My whole body trembles and Brad stands up and holds me in a hug, his hand on the small of my back, kissing me slowly, my fingernails running down his back, leaving red marks on their way down.

"I want you, love", he almost whispers and looks me deep in my eyes.

"I want you too, Bradley"

"No, not like i normally want you. I want to fuck you. Bareback.", my cheeks heat up and his eyes study my every feature for a second reaction.

"Are you sure? I'm not on any kind of pill", his eyes sparkle with lust and bites his lip, burying his head in the crook of my neck

"I know, and it drives me crazy. I want to fuck you so bad, to feel every single angle of you.", Brad groans and bites on my earlobe. I hold back a moan as i start smirking. "To cum inside you..", he kisses my jaw, making his way up to my lips and then back to my neck and chest.

"I never thought you'd be the type with a breeding kink", i feel his smile on my skin as he presses a wet kiss on my neck, leaving goosebumps behind

"I heard you like surprises", his voice is lower than usual and he sends shivers down my spine. He turns me around, so my chest is pressed on the tiles, his fingers tracing down my back and over my ass, offering a slap on each cheek. Brad grabs me by my hips and positions me closer to his body, being able to feel his hard length pressed on my ass. He bends me over, allowing him to slip in me with ease.

The skin on skin feeling is driving me crazy and Brad's moans make me believe he also enjoys it. His thrusts are hard and almost hungry, wishing for more. His fingers dig deep into my hips, helping himself get a grip to thrust in me in a constant manner.

"Oh my God, y/n, you're so fucking good", Brad moans and let's go of my hips, only to grab on my hair. I support myself on my arms, having them on the wall in front of me. "Look at you doing such a good job, wrapping your pussy around my bare dick", he looks down at the way his dick slides in and out of me, each time becoming wetter and wetter. "You're taking me so well, you deserve a crown. Fuck, love, you're so wet for me.", i moan at his words and his grip intensifies on my hair. "You like it, don't you?", he smirks and kisses my back, letting go of my hair and grabbing my hips. "I may not be the only one enjoying this scenario".

"I might get addicted to fucking raw", i smile sweetly, turning my head for him to see me. With a groan, he starts thrusting hard again

"Mmm, such a good girl", after a few more thrusts, Brad's movements become sloppier and i feel his dick hardening. "I'm so close, are you sure you're ok with this?", he asks out of breath, supporting his head on my shoulder.

"Mhm", i manage to say as i feel myself getting closer to the edge too. With a groan, Brad cums inside me, biting on my shoulder to hold back his moans. I cum soon after him and i whimper as he rides both of our highs, feeling sensitive. I turn off the water that's been running this whole time and i sit down in the shower, Brad copying me. Breathing heavily, we sit next to each other, trying to calm ourselves down. "You made me see stars", i chuckle and he laughs

"You made me want to put a baby in you, i think you win no matter what", we both laugh and he kisses my forehead. "This felt incredible", he holds his head on the tiles

"Oh, yeah. I think i want a second round", i bite my lip and Brad's eyes scan my face to see if I'm joking or not.

"Y/N.. ", he warns and i smile devilishly at him

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Jealous Brad and the reader, u choose the concept, very dominant Bradley bby

You're mine | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 1.7k

Date: 20/08/2022

Proofread: yes (spelling/grammar mistakes are still possible)

Warnings: +18 content, sexual content (fingering, dom, rough), swearing/cursing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, Brad Simpson x reader, smut, fanfiction, Dom!Brad, Jealous!Brad, smut Saturdays

A/N: Hii! Thank you for your request! Hope you enjoy it! Btw, dom and jealous Brad is such a concept!💛

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In the background, you can hear the waves crashing on the beach. People are laughing, and children are screaming out of pleasure. They run into the sea. The sun is burning on your skin. The warmth feels good, it makes you feel relaxed. It's the first time in a long while you're on vacation. Now it's slightly less busy with the band, Brad has found some free time to come along with you. It's the first time you go on vacation with your boyfriend and it has already been amazing so far.

"I'm going into the water", you say to Brad, "you want to come with me?".

"Maybe later baby, I like to watch you", he says with a wink.

"Okay, your loss", you say to him playfully.

You turn around and walk down the beach to the water. You see a group of guys around your age watching you. They are whispering and smiling. They are not doing it in a pervy way.

"Ciao bella", one of the guys say and you smile at them.

You've got a lot of attention from the boys here. It's not the first time someone says you're beautiful. You're kinda enjoying the compliments. The only one who isn't is Brad. He says he is not jealous but you can sense that every time a boy gives you a compliment he gets a little bit angry.

You go into the water and close your eyes. It feels good to feel the sun on your face. After a hard year of work and work only it's something that you deserved.

"Hiya!", you hear someone shout and you open your eyes.

There are men, somewhat older than you smiling at you. You guess they are a few years older but not more than that.

"Hi beautiful", they say and you smile back.

"Do you have something planned tonight?", they ask.

"I'm sorry but I already have a boyfriend and we already have something planned", you quickly decline their offer.

In your eyes nothing is wrong. Boys always give you some attention but you will always decline their offer as there is only one man for you. You would never put Brad aside or cheat on him, you love him way too much for that.

Meanwhile, Brad is boiling at the beach. He saw how these boys were looking at you. He saw how you smiled at them. He saw you talking to the other boys. It made him jealous as hell and he is furious. Brad is the only one who can look at you like those boys did and nobody else. He has to show you you're his and only his.

When you come out of the water and you arrive back at the place where you and Brad are laying, Brad is already picking up all of your stuff.

"Are we going?", you ask.

"Yes".

"But I'm still wet".

"I don't care, it will only make things easier"

He puts the bag on his shoulder and takes your hand. He starts dragging you towards the hotel you're staying at, it's not far from the beach. You can sense how angry he is and you guess it's probably because of the boys.

The whole walk to the hotel is silent. You can see that he is breathing fast and his neck vein is on show. This always happens when he is jealous. When you arrive in your room Brad puts the bag somewhere quickly. He walks over to you again and pushes you against the wall, your belly against it. You hold your face to the side. Brad pins you against the wall. He stands close to you, his legs are spread so you can't escape.

"Those boys never had the right to look at you that way and I saw you smiling at them, I saw you fucking smile", Brad says in an angry tone.

"Did you like how they were looking at you?", you nod your head.

"I think I have to show you that you're mine, I have to show you who can give you the most pleasure. I have to show you who can fuck you the best"

Brad starts kissing your neck, sucking on the skin. He knows it turns you on when he is so rough and dominant. His hands search for your tits which are still covered by your bikini top. He squeezes them hard and you let out a moan.

"I have to admit I enjoy the compliments but you know you're the only one for me baby", you say to him.

"I'll give you a ton of compliments if you want to", Brad answers in an angry tone.

Brad steps back and you can finally look at him. His eyes are filled with hunger. When he is jealous his dominant side shows up and you like it. You like how he handles you so roughly.

"Bend over ", he instructs you.

You stand in front of the bed and you bend over. Your hands are on the bed, keeping you steady. You feel Brad's hands on your back. They are sliding down, taking your bikini bottoms and pulling them down. You feel them falling on your feet. Your ass and pussy are totally exposed.

One of Brad's hands starts sliding over your pussy lips. He slowly goes over them, spreading the wetness that already came out of your pussy.

"You were already so wet for me babygirl", Brad says.

"Yes baby".

His finger slowly enters your pussy. When it's totally in it you can't help but moan. His finger goes in and out of you at a slow pace. The more you moan the faster Brad goes. He enters a second finger, adding more pressure. His other hand finds your clitoris and he starts rubbing it. The combination of his fingers sliding in and out of you and his hand rubbing over your clit lets your legs shake. You feel that you're already close. Your breath is heavy. You can't take it anymore. Brad's fingers are moving so fast in and out. Your legs are shaking uncontrollably and you let go.

"Oh my god", you scream when you cum.

"That's my good girl", Brad says and slides his fingers out of you.

You turn your head to look at him. Your wetness is dripping off his fingers. He puts his fingers in his mouth and makes them clean again.

"You taste amazing", he says.

Brad bends over you so he can say something in your ear. You can feel his boner against your ass.

"Now it's my turn", he whispers and stands back up.

You turn your head around again. You can hear Brad taking off his shirt and unbuckling his belt. The next thing you hear is the wrapper of a condom being torn apart so he can slide the condom around his dick.

Brad rests his hands on your ass and slowly enters you with his dick. You gasp at the feeling of being filled. Slowly he starts thrusting into you.

"Fuck, you're always so tight", he moans.

Brad starts thrusting harder. He takes your hair into a ponytail and holds you like that. You feel your second orgasm building up. Brad's other hand takes your bikini top off. Leaving your breasts exposed. Brad takes one of your breasts in one hand. He massages it before he starts to play with your nipple.

"Brad baby, this feels so good", you moan out with your eyes closed.

"Say that I'm the only man who can make you feel this good", he demands.

"You know you're the only man who makes me feel this good"

Brad takes you by the hips and slows down his pace.

"Why are you stopping?", you ask disappointed.

"Turn around, lay on your back", he asks you.

You do what he says and you lay down on your back. Brad takes your legs and spreads them apart. He enters you again with his dick. He picks the pace up again. He lays your legs over his shoulder. In this position, he goes deeper.

"Fuck me harder Brad", you moan out.

Brad listens to you and his thrusts are getting more intense. The sound of skin slapping fills the room. Both of you are panting hard, not able to say another word. Your head is thrown back and your eyes are closed. Pleasure is radiating through your body.

"You feel so good babygirl oh god", Brad moans out, "I'm so close".

You feel Brad's dick twitching inside you. His moans are getting harder. His thrusts are getting more sloppy and he is losing power holding your legs. You know he is losing it.

"Fuck y/n", Brad moans out, he is holding on tight on your legs to keep himself steady while he cums.

Brad gently puts your legs down while he catches his breath. You sit up again on the bed. You take his hands in yours and squeeze them.

"Why are you always so jealous?", you ask.

Brad doesn't dare to look at you.

"I don't know, I just- I just don't want to lose you", he says.

You stand up and hug him tightly.

"You'll never lose me, baby".

You can sense that Brad is smiling. He hugs you even tighter and you almost can't breathe.

"If you're going to choke me you are in fact going to lose me", you say in a funny tone.

"I'm sorry", he laughs while letting you go.

"I'm going to take a shower", you say.

"Maybe I should join for a second session", Brad says in a naughty tone.

You run to the bathroom so you can close the door before he can get in but he catches you. You start to laugh.

"You're not hard to catch", he says and starts tickling you.

"Stop, please, Bradley", you squeal.

"Only if I can take a shower with you", he says.

"Okay, okay, you win", you laugh.

You take his hand and take him into the shower.

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americxn · 3 years

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Take What is Given (Tristan Duffy x The Countess x Fem!Reader x JPM)

wordcount: 3.2k warnings: NSFW, minors dni, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, penetration, group sex, swearing

taglist: @kitwalker02 @forevercountess @kitwalkerangel @milly-louise @thecountessesglove @undeadcortez @kitwalker64 @samsassinparvismagna @xmaximoffic @divineruler @tatesweaterweather @evanmybeloved @vi0lentvi0lets @ikkleroniekins @ananad1 @shlutnutt @sanni333 @mossybank @tatesimper @sallyscigarettes @copy-of-a-cheeto @whiiiiplaaaaash @colinsbagel @nerdydoesstuff @fictional-men-that-i-stan @spidergirlmcu @depressedvamp @slightlyvicked @kaiscumsl4t @thirstyforevan @usuck (dm to be added or removed <3)

The Countess, her head buried between your thighs and her lips gleaming with your wetness, made another swipe up the exterior of your pussy with her tongue, relishing the whine of desperation emanating from above her as her tongue nudged at your clit. A wave of warmth cleaved through your centre at the minimal touch and your head turned into the warm chest you were sat against, the owner’s hand reaching to take a hold of your jaw and force your head forwards. Your eyes fell on the mess of blonde curls between your thighs, stray strands brushing against your feverish skin.

Your fingers clenched and unclenched at your sides as she repeated the simple action, a low groan working its way out from your throat. They had been at this for at least an hour now, cruelly holding you on the verge of orgasm, taking immense pleasure in toying sadistically with you. You made to say as much, your mouth parting in Tristan’s hand; his fingers reached up your face, palm settling over your mouth to block any words from falling off your tongue.

He shushed you softly, his breath warm at your ear. “You’ll take what we give you.” You sucked in a sharp breath behind his fingers, your eyes pricking with tears of frustration. The Countess hummed at the apex of your thighs, the sound reverberating through your core and your stomach tightened in response, desperate to utilise the minimal stimulation to push you over the edge. But your efforts were futile. You would have to take what you were given and feign gratitude that the two were even paying you any attention at all. Tristan reached with his free hand for your chest, his soft skin warm as he cupped one of your tits, rubbing the area sensually for a moment before allowing the tips of his fingers to latch onto the engorged bud at its centre and circle his digits onto it with cruel precision.

Your thighs clenched around The Countess’ head in weak protest, your hips bucking into her face. She merely laughed breathily, amused by your desperation and pushed them away, her grip on your upper thighs unforgiving as she pinioned them apart on her plush mattress. She withdrew her face, cocking her head slightly as she beheld your glistening cunt, the entrance clenching and pulsating around nothing. “Tristan,” she began in a honeyed tone, “I don’t think they’re wet enough yet.” Tristan’s mouth curved into a cruel smile at her crooned words, his fingers stilling on your nipple. His mouth parted as he withdrew his hand, bringing his digits up to his mouth to wet them before bringing them back to your chest, resuming his idle tracing around your nipple before answering.

“No? Then maybe we need to up our game.” Your eyes fluttered shut in defeat at his lowly spoken words, your exhaled breath from your nose pouring onto the side of Tristan’s hand as you fought to keep your despair concealed. The Countess straightened, standing on her knees and slowly making her way up your body, her gaze trained on Tristan as she moved up your torso, her legs splaying over your hips to straddle you and her silky locks of hair brushing against your cheeks, your cunt forgotten as she locked eyes with her new target.

Tristan returned her passion filled gaze, your eyes flicking up to watch as she leant in, slowly bringing her lips to his mere inches above your face. A breathy whimper slipped out from behind Tristan’s fingers as you watched them kiss, The Countess pulling away after several moments with Tristan’s lower lip caught between her teeth. She released her hold before chasing after his mouth once more, her tongue darting to trace over the small hurt before prying his lips apart and flooding into his mouth. Tristan hummed in satisfaction, tasting your wetness on her tongue and serving as his reminder that you were still lounged against his chest; the hand that had stilled on your nipple began to slowly trail downwards, tracing the curve of your beast and brushing against the skin above your bellybutton with tantalisingly light strokes. You relaxed under his gracious attention, your chin lifting slightly beneath his palm to watch as the show of arousal above you got more and more heated. The Countess reached for Tristan’s face, taking a moment to mindlessly run her fingertips up the valley of your breasts with a ghost’s touch before cupping his defined jaw.

You squirmed beneath them, the temptation to delve your own fingers into your own cunt overwhelming. You forced yourself to refrain, knowing that if you lifted your hands from your sides, you would get nothing from the two Cortez residents kissing, nipping and licking at each other’s lips above you. Tristan moved his hand downwards, turning it over to scrape his knuckles across the plane of skin of your abdomen before venturing to your mons, beginning to trace idle patterns there with the tips of his fingers, his nails teasingly scraping every so often.

Your eyes dipped to The Countess’ figure, his tits hovering above yours. You so desperately wanted her to lower them to your own, to feel her hot skin pressing against yours. Your fingers twitched and you risked lifting them to her sides, eyes flicking back up to the view of the underside of her jaw to gauge her reaction as you ran your hands up her ribs with a sparing touch. She didn’t seem to take any notice and so, emboldened, you repeated the action once more, groaning quietly when she moved her knees up slightly, planting them on either side of your hips and reaching for the hands you had lingering at her waist, taking them in her grip and bringing them back down to your sides, using her body weight to keep them pinned there. You shifted in annoyance, Tristan’s exposed hard-on pressing into the small of your back.

Above you, their lips disconnected, The Countess grinning in feral delight as she moved her lips up the length of his defined cheekbone to his ear, leaving a trail of kisses in her wake. Her jaw worked as she whispered something to him. You strained to listen but gathered nothing, hot arousal pooling in your loins as you felt Tristan’s cock twitch under you in response to her hushed words. Tristan’s hand left your mons, coming to instead settle on your hips and easily lift your weight off him. He maneuvered out from underneath you, pushing your body further down the mattress and straightening, his knees planting into the mattress just above your head. You watched, desire quickly melting away into frustration as The Countess lifted a leg, removing her body from above yours. She paused to bat Tristan’s hand away from your mouth, leaning down to replace it with her lips in a lingering kiss. Your stomach fluttered, your head lifting off the mattress to chase after her mouth as she withdrew it, all hands lifting from your body and leaving you pinned to the mattress by your own desperate obedience.

She smiled softly down at you before turning herself around, her knees coming to rest at either side of your head and her arms bracing beside your hips. You glanced up, almost drooling at the sight of her parted pussy exposed above you, Tristan’s thumb coming to run from her opening to her clit in one smooth motion. You were about to verbalise your desire to taste her when Tristan walked his knees closer to her, his long fingers wrapping around the base of his fully stiffened cock. His hand made several journeys up and down his length before his hips pressed forwards, Tristan guiding his cock into The Countess’ cunt, her velour walls enveloping his impressive length easily. You moaned freely, devouring the sight of her back arching as she leant back into his cock, a sigh of satisfaction leaving her mouth. Your lip caught between your teeth, biting down hard as Tristan leisurely withdrew his length beside sliding it all the way back inside of her, repeating the almost lazy action several times before grasping onto her hips and establishing a deep, steady rhythm. The moans leaving her mouth were exaggerated for your benefit, your cunt slickening even more at the sight of Tristan’s cock pounding into her, more and more of her gleaming wetness gathering at the base of his thick shaft.

After several more moments of this, The Countess dropped onto her elbows, her tits pressing against your lower abdomen and her face coming to hover inches above your throbbing cunt. You lifted your hips slightly, silently begging her to taste you but the attempt to lure her in was futile; her nails dug into your hips and she forced them back down onto the mattress, gripping onto you with enough force to leave crescent shaped indents in the skin as her pleasure began to mount. You groaned, the dull pain welcomed as pleasure amongst your desperation to be touched, Tristan’s hands tightening on her hips as he began to snap his own with more ferocity, the tendons bordering the column of his throat shifting as he tipped his head back towards the ceiling. Your neck strained as you lifted your head, unable to resist any longer and reaching with your tongue for the cock pounding in and out of her dripping cunt.

Tristan smirked at the ceiling as he felt the tip of your tongue nudge against the base of his shaft, his pace unrelenting, leaving your tongue no room to swirl around The Countess’ weeping entrance as it was fucked. You moved your attention up to her clit that had revealed itself from its hood, pressing the tip of your tongue against it and allowing Tristan’s powerful thrusts to move her against you, her sweetness coating your tongue. Meanwhile, your own cunt lay forgotten, still attempting to clench around nothing and your hips gyrating of their own accord beneath The Countess’ hands in a search for any friction that might refuel your retreating sensitivity.

He didn't bother to knock, smoothing out an imaginary crease in his pristine suit jacket, his pale fingers at stark contrast with her black double doors as he raised a hand to push one open, his scolding complaint poised on his thin lips; she had failed to attend this evening’s organised monthly dinner.

He stepped into her suite with a scowl, the charming decor all too familiar to him as he stormed through the doors. Every thought dissipated from his annoyance clouded mind as his gaze fell on the large bed in the centre of the room. She looked up at him, offering a feral grin that was mirrored by the person rutting into her savagely from behind. Tristan.

His mouth parted, a flurry of shameless arousal cutting through him at the sight of his ex lover, her eyes clouded with pleasure, her pristinely painted lips swollen, her face contorting in pleasure as Tristan continued to have his way for her, not bothering to consider him as an interruption. Then his dark gaze dropped to the spread legs beneath Elizabeth’s face, gleaming with wetness and pulsating pathetically. The Countess’ eyes drifted shut, dismissing his presence as she indulged herself fully in the show of pleasure he had stumbled into.

The door closed softly behind him and he took an uncharacteristically unsure glance at its dark polished surface before flicking his eyes back to the bed, the cunt winking at him from beneath Elizabeth’s face leaking juices, beginning silently to be played with. His cock hardened.

He weighed his options for a short second longer before approaching the scene, a blissfully erotic moan drifting from Elizabeth’s neatly painted red lips as he took another step closer. His eyes drifted downwards, to the body beneath the fucking couple, their elbows braced on the bed in order to lift themselves up to where they dined upon The Countess’ cunt. A crimson lipstick stain was painted on the inside of their upper thigh, another, slightly more faded version, mirrored onto the skin of the opposite leg. He closed the rest of the distance between him and the bed with predatory intent, wanting nothing more than to free his cock from the confines of his tight pants and stuff it deep into the moaning mouth of his desired lover, the imagined sound of her groans stifled around his length echoing through the darkest part of his mind.

But the poor cunt that went unattended to - an even sheen of wetness coating its surface, dripping to the bud of their asshole and smeared onto their upper thighs - called to him. And so he discarded his cane on the bed beside the tangle of bodies and lowered himself to his knees on the edge of his mattress. Elizabeth’s eyes drifted open, finding his wholly dark stare already boring into hers as he lifted a hand off the mattress, leaning down slightly to blow cruelly on the pussy before him, his eyes never once straying from hers. She managed to offer him a satisfied smile before her pleasure took her in its grips once more, her face scrunching in erotic bliss. A squeak of surprise emanated from beneath the bodies, the muscles in the thighs splayed before him fluttering. James lifted a hand, pressing the tip of his index finger against the very top of their cunt and running it through their wetness, over their clit and through their glistening folds before poising it above their entrance, circling the opening idly. “Who’s this?” He murmured, loudly enough for the subject of his question to hear his voice from where they attended to Elizabeth’s clit with their tongue. “... A plaything.” She responded breathlessly, her eyes still screwed shut. James smirked, the tip of his finger making a second journey up through their engorged labia, coming to trace his initials onto their clit with cruel precision before trailing it back down and finally plunging it into their core.

A low groan sounded from beneath Elizabeth, barely audible over Tristan’s pants of pleasure as he forced his cock even deeper into her cunt, his mouth falling open as his release neared, manifesting in the glowing tension slowly beginning to unfurl deep in his gut, spreading its sweet warmth into his loins.

He slowly withdrew his finger, swirling it around their gleaming opening once more before embedding it to the hilt within them, repeating this simple action several more times before adding a second finger, then a third. Their slick inner walls clenched around his digits, desperate to pull them deeper and as he established a steady pace, twisting and curling his fingers expertly, he relished in the string of whimpering groans that fell from their softly parted lips as they struggled to continue attended to Elizabeth’s clit.

The stranger’s fingers began to coax the orgasm that had been so cruelly warded off by The Countess and Tristan’s expert toying and the sight of Tristan’s hips stuttering as he struggled to maintain his brutal thrusting was enough to make you come undone. The velvet tongued stranger matched Tristan’s pace, quickening the curling strokes that his fingers made within you, the rough pads of his digits reaching deeper than expected and coaxing ribbons of pleasure to form and swarm to the bundle of ecstasy building and building in your gut. The Countess’ grip on your hips tightened, the dim pain barely registering amongst the pleasure being provided by the skilful fingers buried deep in your cunt. Your head fell back to the mattress, the sweet musk of your temporary mistress lingering on your tongue.

You watched through a lens of mounting pleasure as Tristan’s thrusts became messy, his head falling forwards and his mouth parting in ecstasy as he came, spilling his cum deep into The Countess, her awaiting walls becoming slick with his hot seed as she clenched around him, her own orgasm barrelling into her in turn. She gasped loudly from between your legs, her head lolling forwards, the sound of James’ fingers entering you again and again filling the room, your wetness pooling at the base of his fingers as he pushed you closer and closer to the overhanging edge of the depthless pit of dizzying euphoria yawning open beneath you.

With one final thrust of Tristan’s hips into The Countess, a mixture of their cum spilling from her opening and gathering at the base of his shaft and with a low groan from both of them, the stranger’s expert thrusting pushed you over the edge and your back arched as you freefell into the whispering pit of rapture, the man between your legs chuckling as he felt you clench around him. His fingers ceased their furious thrusting, stilling deep within you and curling at the perfect angle, giving you something to grip onto as your eyes rolled, a wave of pleasure slamming into you as you finally reached orgasm. Tristan and Elizabeth floated down from their highs, sated smiles curving their lips as they listened to the small noises of gratification pouring from your lips and regarded the slight quivering of your body beneath them.

Tristan reached around the Countess’ body, his fingers finding your mouth and parting your lips before delving into your warmth. You hummed around his digits, allowing his touch to ground you and lead you back to reality after your mind shattering orgasm, your tongue flicking about the smooth pads of his fingers.

He withdrew them after several moments, your body falling back to the mattress with a sharp gasp as your reeling mind was released from the strong throes of orgasm. The Countess dipped her head to press a single kiss to your pulsing clit and the small touch made you jolt, the brush of her lips against your wetness too much to handle this soon after orgasm.

She smirked, rolling off your body and gazing up at Tristan, the two of you laying side by side on your backs, her head beside your upper thighs, the soft locks of her hair brushing lightly against your skin. You peered up at Tristan, his cock hanging limply between his legs.

There were only three of you in the room by the time you had pieced your mind back together enough to weakly raise your head to survey the spot between your parted thighs. But there was no one there. The stranger who had granted you your orgasm had disappeared entirely. You frowned, glancing around the room in confusion. Tristan read the confusion in your eyes but simply smiled down at you and reached out a hand to help you up, the question on your lips chased away by his mouth as it found yours, The Countess sitting up behind you and beginning to press a row of open mouthed kisses along the length of your shoulder.

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sadgirlbaby · 1 year

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ALL YOU HAVE TO KNOW 💋

INFO:

- STORIES

one shots (basically just smut/fluff one shots rn), facts & headcanons about a character, matchups

smut (“appropriate” smut, nsfw +18), fluffy

male and female characters (character x fem!reader only! I just feel more comfortable as a girl writing for a female reader).

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WRITING & TAKING REQUESTS ABOUT:

- THE CHARACTERS

American Horror Story:

Evan Peters

tate langdon

kit walker

kyle spencer

jimmy darling

james patrick march

rory monahan (coming soon)

kai anderson

austin sommers (coming soon)

+ Evan’s other characters

warren lipka (american animals) [coming soon]

peter maximoff / quicksilver (x-men, wandavision) [coming soon]

alex (adult world) [coming soon]

max cooperman (never break down) [coming soon]

Finn Wittrock

dandy mott (coming soon)

tristan duffy (coming soon)

harry gardner (coming soon)

Lady Gaga

elizabeth (the countess) [coming soon]

!! “coming soon” means that I haven’t written about them yet, but they’re available for requests !!

+ *REQUESTS ARE OPEN because I might also consider to write a story about other characters from ahs. just request me! feel free to ask me whatever you want <3

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LINKS:

Evan Peters:

a night with evan peters - evan peters x fem!reader

Tate Langdon:

tate langdon x fem!reader (facts & headcanons)

tate langdon x fem!reader (headcanons)

about a girl - tate langdon x fem!reader

sex with a ghost - tate langdon x fem!reader

family trip - tate langdon x fem!reader (part 1)

family trip - tate langdon x fem!reader (part 2)

having dinner at langdons’ - tate langdon x fem!reader (part 1)

having dinner at langdons’ - tate langdon x fem!reader (part 2)

the rubber man suit - tate langdon x fem!reader

Kit Walker:

kit walker x fem!reader (facts & headcanons)

the gas station - kit walker x fem!reader (part 1)

the gas station - kit walker x fem!reader (part 2)

busy day - kit walker x fem!reader

“daddy needs mommy too” - sub!kit x fem!reader

“your boyfriend won’t hear about this” - kit walker x fem!reader (part 1)

“your boyfriend won’t hear about this” - kit walker x fem!reader (part 2)

Kyle Spencer:

hide and seek - kyle spencer x fem!reader

from hell to heaven - kyle spencer x fem!reader

“I ︎♡︎ you” - kyle spencer x fem!reader

Jimmy Darling:

magic hands - jimmy darling x fem!reader

James Patrick March:

forever mine - james patrick march x fem!reader (part 1)

forever mine - james patrick march x fem!reader (part 2)

honeymoon sex - james patrick march x fem!reader

“will you be mrs march?” sub!james x dom!fem!reader

Kai Anderson:

the punishment - kai anderson x fem!reader

a kidnapper falling for his hostage - kai anderson x fem!reader

AHS Matchups:

sally mckenna x @voidsmind

tristan duffy x *anonymous

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bradtomlovesya · 3 years

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ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ

Hello Hello! I'm back with a request ;). Sorry for the delay.

Based on this request --Here--

I wrote this with my bestie @brad-is-my-dante :)

Warnings: Fluff

Word counter: 999

Enjoy ♡

It was 6 o'clock in the afternoon. Brad had gone to the studio to record a few songs with his band mates because the UK tour would start soon and they needed to get everything ready before the tour. I was alone at home (Except for Jesse that was accompanying me) and I decided to do our cleaning every Saturday. Today was the turn of our closets and the small closet in which we kept other varied things, such as his golf clubs.

As I packed up, Jesse was beside me watching me with her tail wagging until she walked towards one of Brad's golf bags.

"Oh, this is in need of a wash isn't it?" I ask Jesse and she answers me with a bark

When I picked up the bag, I could see that it was a little heavy because there were things inside, so I delicately placed it on the table for fear of having something expensive that could break inside it.

I opened the zipper and slowly took things out I had headphones, a speaker, sneakers, a T-shirt that was definitely sweaty, some golf balls and curiously there was a ring box at the bottom of the bag amid the small pieces of few grass spread

"I guess your dad never gets tired of buying him rings, Jesse" I smile at the dog who looked happy as I show her the box "Well I'll put this bag to wash and this shirt too, they're terribly dirty, stay there I will be back in a moment"

Quickly descending the stairs and heading towards the laundry room, I put the bag and T-shirt into a quick wash and went back to the bedroom to find Jesse playing with a sock I had laundered.

"Hey Jesse" I laugh "This is not a toy and by the way I just washed it" I gently take the sock out of her mouth

"Well, let's finish this mess" I pat her head "But first I'm curious about your dad's new ring, is it another one from Dolce Gabbana?" she answers me with a bark

Turning my attention to the table I take the beautiful little velvet box and open it slowly, it was a beautiful silver ring with a stone set in the middle and some around it, this ring is not masculine

"Fuck..." I look at Jesse amazed "I think I screwed up a surprise" I feel myself sweating, Will Brad ask me to marry him?

Jesse barks and runs out excited, I think someone has arrived

“Jesse!” I hear Brad scream happily. “Love, I'm home!” He shouts.

"Fuck!" I whisper to myself and then I answer him with a yell "I'm up here babe! Come to me!"

“I’m coming!” I hear footsteps in the stairs. “Babe you won’t believe what just happened at the studio” He says laughing and stops in front of me.

"I bet it was fun" I smile at him "Brad I didn't know you were going to try on women's rings" I show him the ring and try to be as nervous as possible

“What?” He asks confused until he sees the ring in front of him, “Fuck…” He gulps. “W-where did you f-find that?” He stutters.

"I was cleaning your golf bag to put it to wash and…" I sigh and bite my lip "Accidentally I found this…" I look at him fondly "Is that what I'm thinking?"

“Uhh…” He scratches his chin. “Well… You never take my golf bags so I thought it was a good hiding place” He giggles but I could feel the nervousness in his voice. “But yes, I guess you’re thinking what I’m thinking so yes.”

"I spoiled your surprise, didn't I?" I bite my lip and put the ring back in the box and look at him "I'm sorry my love" I give him a tender kiss "When were you planning to do this?"

“No no” He shakes his head. “Don’t apologise” He kisses my forehead “I have had it for some weeks…” He bites his lip “I was just waiting for the perfect moment but then i saw you so sad because I will leave for some months for a tour and i was scared that you said no just for that so decided to keep it a secret until tour has passed” He takes my hands.

"oh babe..." I feel tears in my eyes "I would never say 'no' to you" I smile "I love you and only a crazy person would tell you 'no'" I squeeze his hand and pet it with my thumbs "If you think better, I can pretend I never found the ring, so you can propose to me after the tour, what do you think?"

“Actually…” He takes the ring and stands on one knee in front of me. “I don’t want to keep waiting for this. I already know that you are the love of my life, y/n” His eyes fill up with tears. “I have known since the first time I said ‘I love you’ and you said it back. You’re absolutely and completely perfect for me and if you’re okay with me leaving for tour i hope you’re okay with me being yours and you being mine for the rest of our lives” He lets me see a big smile “Y/n Y/l/n, would you give me the honor of being my wife?” He was crying and sobbing already.

"Brad… I..." I hiccup just noticing now that I was crying "Yes my love, I accept to be your wife" I hold my hand out to him and as soon as he finishes putting the ring on we hear a bark that slightly scares us

"I think someone was extremely happy" he gets up and gives me a kiss "I love you, my fiancée"

"I love you too, my fiancé" I giggle and we hear another bark, "We love you too Jesse" we laugh together

A beginning of something even happier...

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