Its So Sad How Many People Are Dropping Like Flies In The Evan/ahs Fandom

i’m BEGGING yall talented ass writers to write more for zach justice yall 😭🙏🏽

“He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in every woman’s head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn’t contain himself. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him. And in that way, I understood him and I loved him.”

this was the best thing i have ever fucking read .

Bite | A.V x Reader

warnings: kinda smutty but not? smutty themes?? biting, mentions of blood, uhhh

a/n: thank you to @agirllovespancakes who hyped me up enough to actually write a bite scene 😭 slowly getting over my fear of writing smut (i’m not sure if this even counts but WE ARE ONE STEP CLOSER BABAYYYY)

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“What does it feel like?” You blurted out the thought before you could stop it and Alec hummed as he looked down at you, frowning in confusion.You lifted your head from where it rested on his chest, unlacing your hands from the absentminded fiddling with his fingers you had been entertaining yourself with.

“When you bite someone… what does it feel like?” He watched you for a moment, taking in the way your head tilted in curiosity and how your eyes searched his own. He sucked in a breath before moving to take your hand in his once again, reinterlacing your fingers together.

“Well, I can’t say I really remember what it felt like-”

“That’s not a good answer.” You cut him off with a grumble. Playfully glaring at you for the interruption, he attempted to brush your pout away with the thumb of his free hand, smiling at you teasingly. Cupping your cheek softly he scolded you. “Stop sulking and allow me to finish what I was about to say.”

“Fine...” You playfully turned to nip at the palm of his hand. Alec let out a soft chuckle, the sound rumbling through his chest whilst pressing a kiss to your interlocked fingers before he continued.

“Initially it hurts- a sharp sting at the very least…” He paused to take in your reaction, and you raised your eyebrow. “However I have heard before that it can be rather… arousing?”

“Arousing?”

“Mhmm”

There was a short pause of silence before you spoke your mind again.

“ As in for you or-?” He thought over your question before he answered.

“Well, in a way yes. Human blood can send any vampire into a sort of… pleasure filled frenzy.” You scrunched your face at his words and he laughed softly, stroking his thumb along your jaw.

“But depending on the circumstances of the bite and whether the vampire allows for the venom to enter your bloodstream or not, it can feel pleasant.”

“So… it’s the venom that makes it burn?” You looked at him in mild wonder and he nodded.

“The initial bite will be painful, if we allow the venom to follow it makes it even more excruciating. Why do you ask? You want a demonstration?”

Your cheeks flushed crimson, burying your face back into his chest momentarily to compose yourself. You lifted your head up after a few seconds, scowling at him playfully.

“I was just curious. I want to be prepared for when I have to be… bitten.” You stumbled over your words for a moment making him frown.

“There isn’t a need to be worried, sweetface. I’ll be right there with you the entire time.”

You beamed at him happily though your nerves did not dissipate. He smirked, moving his hand from your face and removing his other hand from your grip to push your shoulder gently, forcing you to lay back on the bed as he moved to hover over you. “Perhaps I should give you a demonstration to get rid of those nerves”

You giggled loudly as he began pressing kisses down the side of your face, along your jaw, across your neck, before stopping and sucking lightly on the soft spot where your neck met your shoulder. You let out a shuddering breath as he lapped at the supple skin gently, occasionally pressing his tongue and grazing his teeth against you. Your hands fisted his hair, a breathy moan of his name spilling over your lips before you could stop yourself. He placed one last gentle kiss before pulling away to watch your face.

“Why- Why did you stop?” Your voice was small, an underlying sense of desire hidden beneath. With you half-lidded eyes you began searching his face for discomfort - you found none. A wave of embarrassment flooded over you, blinking them closed for a moment of composure whilst pressing the palms of your hands against them. Alec’s hand brushed across your forehead absentmindedly, moving away the hair which had strayed across.

“You really want me to?” The surprise was clearly evident in his voice. Almost nervously, he shuffled to hover fully above you, using his thigh to push your legs apart so he could slot himself between them, both hands now planted firmly on your waist. Your eyes opened fully, bopping your head enthusiastically and wrapping your own arms back around his neck. A low groan echoed through the room, and he tightened his hold on you. Goosebumps rose on your arms, a small wave of arousal washing through you before it went away just as quick. Only for a moment.

“You are certain?” The vampire buried his head back into your neck to continue the kisses he had stopped, only this time they were directly below your pulse point where your scent was much more potent.

“A hundred and ten percent sure.” You mumbled before taking a sharp inhale as his lips brushed a sweet spot once again. Arching into him, he removed one hand from your waist to wrap an arm around your back, pulling you against him and whispering softly, seductively into your ear.

“I’ll try to be gentle.”

You whimpered loudly as he pressed a rougher kiss against you before his teeth cut through you like a hot knife through butter. A loud gasp followed, and he just barely pulled away to hush you softly, using his thumb to brush soft circles on your lower back in comfort. He returned to the bite, sucking some blood from the wound and groaning as it hit his tongue.

“Amore.” The husky way he spoke, paired with the way his lips brushed against your neck and the soft circles he traced across your back drew a lust filled moan from you and you moved to tug the hair at the nape of his neck, releasing another moan from him, softer this time. Pleasure spiked across your body, down your spine and creating a pit in your stomach the more he drank from you, and all you could do as he licked and sucked at your neck was whimper and moan pitifully. He inhaled a few more mouthfuls before pausing to collect himself, unsure whether his control will allow him to take anymore from you.

“You taste fucking divine.” He moaned into your ear. He used his nose to gently trace across your jawline momentarily, a subtle attempt at comforting you. His eyes caught sight of the blood escaping your neck, leaning down and using his tongue to clean the droplets which attempted to drip down to your collarbone. You whimpered - much louder than you had previously - and made an attempt to pull him even closer than he already was. You felt your hips move on their own accord, desperately seeking some friction as he lapped at your throat. Teeth pierced through the bite one last time, taking a few more mouthfuls, followed by a larger gulp before he forced himself to pull away, sealing the wound shut with his tongue.

He moved himself off of you and onto his back, pulling you onto your side. You were still as you rested next to him, seeking to regulate your breathing before you tried to say anything. Your own eyes were closed as he watched you intently, frowning as he watched you shakily inhale. After a moment you opened your eyes, meeting his own with a lopsided smile on your lips.

“Hi…” You spoke shyly, making him laugh - properly laugh.

“Hello to you too, beautiful girl.” You shuffled and buried yourself into him, breathing him in and he smiled, still stroking your back with his head resting against your hair. Another moment of silence fell upon the both of you before he spoke again.

“Felt good?” He mumbled, kissing your forehead. You hummed in response, body still trembling irregularly and a petulant look upon your face as you looked up at him.

“Mhmm… but now I need help.”

He smirked at you, leaning down to press his lips against yours. The remnant taste of your own blood sent a fresh wave of arousal through you, moving so you were now on top of him, straddling his waist.

“I’m sure I can be of help.”

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taglist: @your-next-daydream @agirllovespancakes

cool girls had an obsession with a series of unfortunate events

Why does this make me think of biker! Alec and his bratty! Mate 💀🥴

19 yr old boy…(?) man…(?) mess.

i’ve never actually talked to 95% of my mutuals but that doesn’t stop me from automatically thinking “friend!!” whenever their icons pop up in my feed

thinking about neil perry a little bit too much today.

Branded|| 𝘔. 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳

*Gif not mine*

Pairings: Mitch Marner x gf!reader

Summary: You get Mitch’s number tattooed right above your ass.

Word count: 606

Warnings: fluff, ass slapping mentioned🫢, Mitch getting handsy, jealous Mitch.

Requested: no

Note: totally based off of One Tree Hill season one episode nineteen. Also keep sending requests

Reckless decisions.

One sober fun night out with the girls caused me to end up at a tattoo parlour and get the number sixteen tatted right above my ass. I made them swear to secrecy that they wouldn’t tell Mitch nor bring it up.

I’ve been hiding it from Mitch by keeping my pants high waisted and since Mitch is an ass guy, it makes it harder to hide it. Late at night, I’m sitting at my desk trying to get some emails answered. Mitch walks into the room. “Hi baby,” He greets taking a seat on the bed.

“Take a break.” He tells me in a whining tone. “I’ve got to get this done.” I try explaining, pulling the back of my shirt down. “It’s getting late and you’ve been answering emails all day.” Mitch slams his head back on a pillow.

I look over to the clock notice that it’s half past eleven, deciding that it’s getting late I shut off my computer and lay down on Mitch. I wrap my arms around him and rest my chin on his chest, looking up at him, batting my eyelashes.

“You’re pretty.” He coo’s, pulling my hair behind my ears. I blush in response, snuggling into his chest. “We should get to bed.” I yawn into his chest, unraveling my arms from him getting up and walk away with my back facing him.

Walking out of the bathroom makeup free and a set of pyjamas on, I settle myself into bed waiting for Mitch to get ready as well. “Babe,” Mitch calls softly getting onto bed. “If you ever did something you’d tell me right?” I furrow my brows, panic rising at the fear of him seeing the tattoo.

“Of course I would.” I respond quickly, turning my back to him on the comfortable side I sleep on drifting off to a dreamless sleep.

꧁꧂

The sound of a shifting body and the bed moving with it wakes my mind and ears up but I have yet to open my eyes. Slowly opening my eyes I turn to the right seeing Mitch’s bare back facing me, clearly tense.

“Mitch.” I whisper, resting on my elbow caressing his back. Mitch’s back flex’s at my touch. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks in a low voice, turning to look at me. Confused I sit up, leaning on the headboard. “What do you mean?”

“The tattoo Y/N, the tattoo with my number right above your ass.” He grumbles, sitting right beside me. “Mitch, it’s just a tattoo. It was one decision and I made it.” I try to explain. “It’s not about the tattoo, it’s the fact that I wasn’t there and some guys hands were all over your.” He glares.

A smile graces my face realizing that Mitch is jealous. “Mitch, are you jealous?” I ask tilting my head and crawl into his lap. Mitch places his hands on my hips without thinking, pulling my closer. I rest my hands on his chest waiting for his answer.

“Just wish I was there.” He mumbles, tightening his grip. “Well if you must know, it was a girl.” I say laughing quietly. He furrows his brows in confusion. “A nice woman did the tattoo.” I explain, running my hands up his chest.

“Fuck, so all of this for that.” He sighs, grasping my ass. “Technically you’re the one who took it far.” I retort, squealing as his squeezes my ass. “But you were a bad girl for getting it without me there.” Mitch changes position so I’m laying against his legs with my ass in the air.

“Start counting.”