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all i need
His red hair era 🔛🔝
. 𓏲͝ ﹎ 𑄻 𝄒﹕Evan Peters Moodboard﹕♡ִ 𝄒 𔖱֢ ៱
(He doesn’t exist)
❀ Not mine creds to: odeneest on Pinterest!! ❀
so excited!!
🝮 made by me 🝮
can you do evans reacting to you giving them head unprovoked lol
𝜗ϱ ┆ GIVING (UNSOLICITED) HEAD .ᐟ
── THE EVANs ‧ h e a d c a n o n s ೃ࿐
ft. tate ‧ kit ‧ kyle ‧ jimmy ‧ james ‧ kai ‧ austin ‧ peter ‧ warren ‧ colin
⟣ TAGS ‧ NSFW | f! reader | mdni
a/n: cackling at this rn… thx anon
⟢ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍.
a devious smirk would appear on his face
because this is basically one of his (many) fantasies coming true
plus he’s like horny all the time
a whimperer and a moaner. everyone in the house would know that he’s getting head
⟢ 𝐊𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑.
needs a bit convincing (scared of getting caught— whether it’s by the orderlies in briarcliff or the kids in the house)
there’s a bit of hesitation at first
don’t get me wrong, he loves the feeling of your pretty lips wrapped around his dick
it’s just that Kit is more of a giver than a receiver (aww)
would definitely offer to return the favour after you’ve pleasured him
⟢ pre death .ᐟ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑.
if you’re intoxicated at a party and offered him, he’d definitely refuse
even if he’s your boyfriend
he’d switch from party animal mode to protective mode and look after you
steering you clear from doing anything you’ll regret afterwards
e.g offering random guys blowjobs because he knows his frat brothers don’t have morals or common decency
⟢ franken .ᐟ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑.
would happily accept it
and who can blame him?
⟢ 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆.
would stare at you with almost a comical expression of confusion
but he’s not gonna pass on a free bj from a pretty girl like you
real sweet afterwards. helping you clean up, giving you a glass of water etc.
would return the favour. he really knows how to please a lady with his hands ;)
⟢ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇.
would be mortified at your wanton behaviour
maybe if he’d just finished murdering someone and you offered him head, James would happily accept
but under most circumstances, he couldn’t approve of your “unladylike” behaviour (as if murder is socially acceptable… this man has double standards.)
“you little minx…”
expect to be punished later lol
⟢ cult leader .ᐟ 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍.
surprised but wouldn’t show it
would take it as his due
takes great pleasure in gagging you with his cock while calling you a slut
it’ll become a regular occurrence, where he’d expect blowjobs from you wherever and whenever
not that he cares if his followers see
⟢ 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒.
would accept in a heartbeat
moans like a total slut on the couch
he’d be very vocal and talk dirty
tells you that you have world-class, olympian level mouth game
⟢ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐊𝐀.
are you fucking kidding? hell yeah
a whore for sloppy head
grunts and groans
might be unintentionally rough and grab your hair
makes up for it by getting high with you and probably more sex
⟢ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐅𝐅.
he’d laugh it off, thinking that you weren’t being serious
but when you’ve made it clear that you were serious, he’d be a flustered mess
really sensitive
whiney and fidgety
⟢ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋.
his face would blush fifty shades of red
palms sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
tries to maintain a somewhat calm facade but he’s a total mess
would instinctively place his hand on the back of you head then wonder if that made him seem too dominating or eager
would be at a loss of words
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8/8/2024
The fag of the day is Paul McCartney!
quick lil kyle blurb
“i still don’t understand how this revival thing works.” you mumble as you stare at the blonde boy in-front of you, his fingers messing with a beaded bracelet you gave him earlier.
you had been left to watch him while the rest of the house went out, which you didn’t know why they picked you out of everyone.
“so, uhm, kyle?” you cleared your throat while pushing yourself off the wall, grabbing the laptop zoe left and sat down across from him on the floor, placing it in his lap and gently slipped the headphones onto his ears. “we’re just gonna do that..”
despite giving him clear directions his hands tugged off the headphones, shaking his head as he pushed the laptop back your way.
“okay, none of that then.” you sigh and looked back at him, seeing he was staring at you, almost like he was scared you would disappear.
“pretty..” he mumbled under his breath, watching the obvious hear rise to your face.
surely he didn’t know what he just said, right? he was practically zoe’s boyfriend, but now he was calling you pretty.
“thanks, kyle.” you spoke with a slightly forced smile, standing up and put the laptop back onto the bed, sighing while running a hand over your face.
today would be a long day.
“fertilize us!!” my eggs scream in unison
Tate Langdon Headcannons <3
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<3 Life dating Tate <3
<3 Tate x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Tate, murder, suicide, p in v, fingering, oral (both m and f), grinding, humping, I think that’s it
<3 I lost the request, but someone did request this, hopefully they see it lol. Thanks for the request, it's appreciated!! I might make a post about who I write for so people can send requests, but I'm not sure yet. Love you!!
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SFW
Listening to old rock (i.e Nirvana ofc)
Borrowing his sweaters
Cuddling in bed
100% the little spoon, he wouldn't like being the big spoon but will do it if you're sad (or simply ask)
He's kind of a creep, so he'll stare at you all the time. silently.
Anything you do, he's watching admiringly
He thinks your perfect in every single aspect
Movie nights on Fridays
He totally seems like he'd enjoy horror and true crime
Misses you when you leave Murder House for anything
Would be scared you're going to leave him constantly
Helps you through anxiety attacks, depression episodes, mental health struggles
Listening intently whenever you vent to him
Does anything to protect you
He would try to hide his past from you for a while until inevitably find out
You don't argue often, but when you do it's usually not over serious things. An exception being when you find out what he did before (school shooting, Vivien, murder, etc.) ... You can decide if you want to forgive him or not
Reading with him, both of you silent yet still resting against each other
Introducing him to social media and him begging you to follow fan pages of bands he likes
You die in Murder house, which shouldn't come as a surprise, since everybody dies in that damn house. Maybe you commit suicide for him or something, but another ghost or entity killing you is a high possibility as well
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NSFW
Riding his thigh while he softly encourages you, whispering in your ear as you do so
I get switch vibes from him, but heavily leaning towards being more submissive, and when he would be dominant, he would definitely be a soft dom. He wouldn't want to hurt you; he doesn't seem to be into that
You giving him blow/hand jobs and his hips buck up slightly>>>>
He whimpers and I will not hear ANYBODY out.
His pull-out game seems weak, and he's dead, but as we've seen before, his sperm certainly isn't- so I'd use some contraceptives babe
Missionary and cowgirl are your top two- and the one where you're like sitting on his lap
Average, maybe on the bigger side, but he isn't packing a foot long cock
He really values your pleasure, and wants to make you cum first
Your back would be pressed against his chest and you're sitting on his lap while he slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you
He seems like the kind of guy who does not give a fuck about periods
He likes when you're sitting on a chair or the side of your bed and he's kneeling on the ground eating you out
As he said before, gay porn is hot, so you two watch porn together, usually ending up with you and him acting out what you just viewed
He'd be gentle and respectful the entire time
Enjoys watching you masturbate when you don't know he's there, especially when you grind against a pillow. His heart races every time you whisper out his name when you think he isn't there
Shower sex, car sex (when he can leave the house), beach sex (on Halloween), any possible place that you could imagine, he's not opposed to
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To Hell and Back ☆
tate langdon x fem!reader
summary: Tate, your obsessive boyfriend, traps you in the Murder House on Halloween
warnings: nsfw, bondage, gagging, asphyxiation, pills, death, manipulation
a/n: hello, hola, bonjour, marhaban !! this ‘oneshot’ will probably be longer than any other one i’ve written since there’s a lot that goes into it. I know Tate is a crowd favorite (and one of my favorites), so i wanted to make this as descriptive as possible! love you, love you, love you, and i hope you enjoy this oneshot <3
Spirits were real. You knew it for sure. Especially because your obsessive, clingy boyfriend was one. Tate Langdon. He’d been your friend since you moved to the infamous Murder House. You’d never see him leave the house, or come in. One day you had enough and confronted him. Tate hesitantly admitted he wasn’t alive, but you didn’t believe him. That was, until you saw how he died, and the events leading up to his passing…You knew Tate was dangerous, a man that could strike at any moment in time. He could kill you. But that’s what you were drawn to, right?
”Alright honey, we’re leaving. Don’t answer the door,” Your mom chuckled, clinging to your dad as they were both ready to head out to a halloween party.
“Joyce, don’t tell her that. It’s Halloween,” Your dad retorted to your mom. Your mother scoffed, ultimately starting a small debate with your father on the crime rate of LA, especially on Halloween. You crossed your arms, staring up the staircase of the house. A figure swooped by quickly, running across the hallway of the house. You stumbled back subtly, swearing on your life you just saw something move. You parents ignored you, of course. They didn’t much care for the paranormal bullshit rambles of their daughter.
Your parents finally headed out the door. ‘Finally. Some alone time without the constant bickering.’ you thought to yourself. You stood in the doorway of your bedroom, eyeing your walls with great care, wondering what you could do to spice up your boring-ass, half unpacked bedroom.
You felt a presence behind you. Something dark. Something malevolent. A black, latex hand grabbed your waist, the second hand going over your mouth. ‘oh shit. this is how it ends.’ you panicked. The figure pushed you against the wall, keeping its hand clasped over your mouth. It’s free hand pinned your wrists above your head. The figure was complete black latex from head to toe. You whimper into its hand, turning your head as you prepared for the kiss of death. It took its hands off of you and took off the black hood. It was Tate, your boyfriend.
“Hey, Y/n,” He smiled, grabbing your face as he pulled you into a kiss. The moment you saw him, your panic subsided. It was a shitty prank, sure, but it was just Tate. No extreme reason to worry.
“Tate,” You groan with a chuckle after pulling away from the kiss You noticed he was wearing a backpack for some reason. Maybe it had candy? “Why’re you wearing that shit?”
That ‘shit’ that Tate was wearing was an old sex suit that you found when your family first moved into the Murder House. It was sitting in the attic, along with a few other kinky things. Tate was currently rocking it, his toned figure showing out against the tight latex. You leaned into him as he kissed the side of your face.
“I dunno. Thought it was funny,” Tate smirked, ruffling your hair playfully. He pulled you into a hug, and you leaned into it. Tate’s hands made their way down your figure, grazing your back. His hands cupped your ass and squeezed a little, making you squeak softly.
You pushed him back with a smile, grabbing your flip phone. “I gotta head out, my friends invited me,” You smile, dodging past him slightly. Tate grabbed your wrist, a hurt look in his dark eyes.
“Woah, what? I thought we were gonna spend Halloween together..?” Tate asked, cocking his head with a feigned look of confusion on his face. There he goes again, manipulating you. You never once planned to spend Halloween with him. For months, you and your friends have planned on hanging out, and now Tate was manipulating you again.
“When did we agree to that?” You chuckle, slightly confused.
“Last week,” He lied, grabbing both your wrists and pulling you closer. “Don’t you remember, Y/n?”
You shook your head. Tate grabbed your shoulders, pushing you backwards into your room. He forced you down to your bed, pinning your wrists on either side of your head.
“C’mon, Tate,” You say nervously, looking up at him with furrowed brows. Tate straddled you, keeping your wrists pinned down.
“Y/n, you’re not going anywhere. You’re gonna spend Halloween with me, okay?” Tate said shakily. He threw his backpack off, setting it next to him. Tate sat on your stomach, pinning your wrists down with his knees. You struggled slightly, hoping to get away from him.
“Moira!” You call, hoping to get the attention of your housekeeper, Moira. She was a kind, caring soul, but also a bit cold. Luckily for you, she liked you more than she liked your family or any of the other ghosts in the house. Tate pulls out a red ball gag, shoving it into your mouth before securing it at the back of your head. He moved your hair, prodding you like you were one of those porcelain dolls.
“Shh..calm down, Y/n..” Tate cooed, stroking your cheek with his knuckles. You whimpered into the gag, looking up at him with scared eyes.
“Hey-! You know i won’t hurt you!” Tate said sternly, shaking your shoulder. He took your wrists and handcuffed them to the bars of your headboard. You watched him pace the room, looking through his backpack. Tate was nervous himself, but the scared look on your face make him feel even worse. Tate pulled a small pill bottle out of his bag. He rushed back over to you, holding the bottle.
Tate sat next to your bound body on the bed, cupping your cheek in his hand. His other hand held the pill bottle in front of you. “Y/n, Y/n, look. I need you to take these, okay?”
Tate pulled the gag out of your mouth so you could speak. You hyperventilated, looking up at the boy who was supposed to take care of you, supposed to love you. He took his hand off of your face and grabbed your throat, tightening his hand around it. He held your throat tightly and popped the cap off of the bottle.
“Tate, I don’t wanna..” You cry. Tate grabs your throat tighter, looking down at you with tears in his eyes.
“No, c’mon Y/n! If you take ‘em, we’ll be together forever, okay?” Tate spoke quickly, clearly in a panic. You shook your head, whimpering.
“Just open your fucking mouth,” Tate growled, pushing your jaw down with one latex hand while the other shoved two little white and blue pills into your mouth. He forced them down so far that you had no choice but to swallow them.
“Swallow…Swallow them, babe. Swallow them and we can be together,” Tate cooed as you coughed and cried, your tears soaking your face. Once you swallowed the pills, he pulled his fingers out of your mouth.
Tate wrapped his hands around your neck, closing them tightly. His fingers dug into your neck, closing your airways. You looked up at him, wide eyes as you gasped for the air that you’d never receive again after this moment. Tate looked at you, swallowing hard. His warm, salty tears fell onto your face. He was sobbing now, sobbing as his fingers tightened around your throat.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry, Y/n, but this was the only way…” Tate cried softly. His hands tightened as hard as they could. Harder and harder and harder until your airways snapped in your throat. Tate took his hands off your throat the moment he heard your airway collapse. He gasped, tears continuing to fall like a flood from his eyes Tate brushed his fingers over your eyelids, making sure they were closed.
“You’ll wake up in a few days, okay?” Tate sniffled, kissing your neck. He stroked your hair, kissing all over your neck and face as he cried. “I’m sorry..but we’ll be together now, okay…? You and me forever, Y/n..”
mmm maybe a headcannon where peter maximoff and reader are making out (is his first relationship) and he gets hard and all embarassed?
peter maximoff x f!reader. | nsfw. mdni
a/n— omg it’s been years since i watched the x-men movies… sorry if i fucked this up lol
it had been a while since the two of you were alone together, away from your teammates.
(technically, you were in his mom’s basement making out, but you’d take that over nothing.)
the couch creaked under your combined weight. running your fingers through his hair, you gripped it tightly as you deepened the kiss, feeling his tongue rove against the roof of your mouth, savouring the artificially sweet taste.
must be twinkies.
the thought of your boyfriend’s obsession with that peculiar snack made you smile inwardly. as your hands traveled up his chest, you could feel his heart pounding wildly against your palms, heat radiating from his body.
the moment you felt his erection pressing against your thigh, you knew you’d got him that turned on. the realisation caused a warmth to spread through your chest like a forest fire, as if every neurone in your body had come alive, sparking with desire.
“oh, peter,” you moaned into his mouth. in response, his hands wandered up your thigh before coming to rest on your ass, gently squeezing. you’ve always known that your boyfriend was a bit of a kleptomaniac, but you never saw him steal touches like this.. you instinctively rocked your hips forward, rubbing against the hard bulge in his jeans.
you felt him stiffen beneath you, his body slightly and twitching. before you knew it, peter was pulling away from the kiss. your eyes met, and you could see the embarrassment flicker in his eyes. his face flushed a deep red, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down.
“hm, looks like someone is enjoying himself,” you hummed, leaning in to nip at his earlobe. you traced a finger along the prominent outline on his crotch, giving a soft squeeze. this earned a groan from peter, and you could feel his cock twitch against your palm through the denim.
“ahhh— shiiiit, ‘m s-sorry,” he apologised, trying (and failing) to discreetly adjust his jeans.
“it’s just… my first time kissin’ a hot girl like this, and i– got kinda worked up…”
a breathy chuckle escaped your lips. “hey, peter. it’s fine. totally fine,” you assured him, gently booping the tip of his nose with your finger. a pink hue spread over his cheeks, and peter looked away, biting his lip.
“you’re even cuter when you’re flustered.”
you reached out your hand and cupped his cheek, turning his face back to yours. “besides, it's a good sign, you’re really into me,” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “-and that makes me happy.” you leaned in and pressed your lips back to his mouth. peter immediately reciprocated by sliding his hands up to settle on your lower back, pulling your body flush to his.
this time, there was no more hesitation.
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here’s some of my stuffed animals as the evan’s
we don’t talk abt kyle’s
hiii pookie!! so i was wondering if you could do the evans if you were like ignoring them for whatever reason. whether it be just being petty or something else. idk just an interesting thought! love you!! 🎀🎀🩷🩷💋💋
𝜗ϱ ┆ GIVING THEM THE COLD SHOULDER .ᐟ
── THE EVANs ‧ h e a d c a n o n s ೃ࿐
ft. tate ‧ kit ‧ kyle ‧ james ‧ kai ‧ austin ‧ peter
⟣ TAGS ‧ SFW | gn! reader | fluff. not proofread
a/n: thx for the request pookie!! i had so much fun writing this, luv you ♡
⟢ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍.
very hurt and frustrated like a kicked puppy
follows you around but keeps his distance
stares at you wistfully
will accuse you of becoming distant
kind of manipulative tbh
⟢ 𝐊𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑.
hurt but won’t show it
will give you some space at the beginning
quietly reflects on the possible reason behind your sudden aloofness
always trying to be a better partner for you
⟢ pre death .ᐟ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑.
lowkey worried that you’re going to break up with him
he’d be on his toes when he’s around you. silently taking note of everything he did and every reaction you gave in response
even his frat brothers could tell something was up, Kyle wasn’t his usual self
he’ll eventually ask you what’s wrong, because he’s big on communication and sees no point in the silent treatment
⟢ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇.
clearly affected but tries to hide it
but those who know him could tell that it was eating him alive
brings back bad memories from his time with elizabeth
will try everything, and i mean everything to get back into your good graces
gets liz or iris to give you a “talking to” and gather information
paranoid about you having a new lover
⟢ cult leader .ᐟ 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍.
being super observant, he’ll immediately notice the sudden shift in your behaviour
feels insulted and deeply betrayed
ignores you like a petty ass bitch
pretends he doesn’t give a fuck (in fact he does give a fuck)
tries to get it out of you via pinky power
⟢ 𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒.
wouldn’t care in the beginning. you’re probably in a creative funk
when he finally notices, he’ll constantly try to get your attention
like showering you with expensive gifts
or taking you to the bar and singing you “your song” then dragging you into stage with him
⟢ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐅𝐅.
confused and worried, unsure of what he did wrong
he’ll fiddle his hands (or fidget some with some random object) asking you repeatedly if you’re okay and what’s wrong
he’ll make funny faces, tell jokes, and even use his super speed to perform goofy stunts, hoping to make you laugh or at least crack a smile
realising humor isn’t working, he starts bringing you your favourite snacks and little gifts. he’ll leave them in places you’re sure to find, with notes that say things like, “still mad? here’s a bribe :) ”
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He's the only man i actually like 💔
just saying being a bitch to random people doesn't make u cool ❤️❤️ ur not being 'iconic' ur a fifteen year old girl lying on tumblr abt how ur history teacher is gonna leave his wife and kids for u.
No u dont understand hes my real boyfriend
cool girls had an obsession with a series of unfortunate events
obsession •
stepson!anakin x stepmom!reader
mdni 18+ ~~~~
word count - 3k+
warnings- reader met anakin when he was a minor, age gap, stepson/stepmother, perv!anakin, unprotected piv, praise, sub!anakin/dom!reader, breeding kink, overstimulation, forcing, multiple orgasms (anakin), oral (f recieving), cheating
info - marrying a skywalker definitely wasn’t on your things to do, but when working led you to meet kahn skywalker. your life changed.
until his perv of a son lets you know just how much you mean to him.
not proofread.
dating kahn was fun, you guys have been casually seeing each other for about two months now. nothing serious. just a fling you thought. until kahn mentioned how he wanted you to meet his son, you were taken aback.
"kahn are you serious?" you question.
he smiles, "yes, i want him to know the woman i'm going to marry."
you felt odd, you guys have only been together for maybe two months, this wasn't appropriate.
"kahn, maybe it's too soon" you trail off, peeling at the hangnail on your pointer finger.
kahn's smile falters, "oh" he looks down at his lap, "i'm sorry i didn't think"
you feel bad, he obviously cares about you, and for him to want you to meet his son. he must think of you as special.
you start to smile, "okay, i'll meet him. when do you want to do it?"
kahn lifts his head up, smile plastering his face, "right now?" he says.
again, shock hits your face, "my son should be home from his mothers house any minute now"
you couldn't believe it, he was going to make you meet this kid no matter your answer.
you were mad, rightfully so, but before you could say anything this door swings open.
"dad i'm home"
"anakin, my boy, how are you?" kahn jumps up to greet his son with a hug, releasing the hug kahn turns to a very red faced you sitting on the couch. in a not so "meet the son" outfit.
you had on some short shorts and a tight baby tee.
you were mortified.
"anakin this is the woman i've been telling you about, y/n this is anakin" kahn says not seemingly to notice the discomfort on your face.
you stand to shake the boys hand, not ignoring the fact his eyes rake over your entire body, taking in every curve and arch.
if you weren't embarrassed before, you sure were now.
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it's been about three months since meeting anakin, and he's been nothing but friendly. you're happy the meeting went so well. you've been spending more time with him. coming over after work when he texts he's having trouble with his calculus homework.
being a 17 year old in high school is hard, he'll say the entire time you try and explain an equation to him.
you would laugh and tell him to focus and get it over with. he'd laugh and turn his attention back to his homework, not forgetting to glance over his arm to watch as your chest moves when you slouch back into the dining room chair.
"ani, im home" kahn's voice is heard from the entry way, "oh honey, i didn't know you'd be here" he says kissing the top of your head.
"little ani here needed help with some homework"
you said, turning to look back at anakin and you swear you saw the grip on his pencil tighten after hearing you use his nickname.
"well, i'll get started on dinner for three. rather then two" kahn says walking back to the kitchen. setting his keys on the island.
anakin finishes his last problem before putting everything away, you get up and start walking to the kitchen to be with your boyfriend before feeling a slight touch in your wrist, turning you face anakin.
his eyes are on the floor, fidgeting with his fingers, "can you come upstairs? i want to show you something" he says with a whisper.
you nod and follow him to his bedroom, the farthest room from the stairs.
stepping inside you take notice to all the knick knacks placed around the room, all the scattered clothes and papers.
you step in first, heading to sit on the end of his bed.
"what's up ani?" you question as he doesn't turn from the door.
you're confused, and question the boy again.
he finally turns to you, eyes a darker shade of blue, something you haven't seen before.
"ani?" you say quietly, but loud enough he hears.
a small groan escapes his throat, "say it again"
"what? anakin what is going on?" you're confused, this isn't typical anakin behavior.
he grabs your hands, rubbing his thumbs across your own.
"please say it again mommy" anakin says just above a whisper, hands gripping just a bit tighter on yours.
you're shocked, in utter disbelief. never once has anakin called you mom, never have you asked him either. this shouldn't be happening.
"ani? what are you talking about?" a soft moan leaves his mouth when you say his nickname again.
"you do crazy things to me" he says, eyes still not meeting yours.
you don't say anything, too confused and shocked to even think of words at this moment, anakin takes notice
"i'm sorry" he says, tears brimming his eyes, looking to the floor
"hey anakin, it's okay, come here." you say bringing him into a hug.
you feel unsettled by what just happened, but to an extent you understand. he's a horny teenager.
"i won't tell your dad, okay?" you say grabbing his chin to make him look at you. his eyes are filled with tears as his face is completely red. tears threatening to fall, "thank you" he says pulling you into another hug, inhaling deeply to never forget your scent.
-
the wedding was beautiful, you never expected to get married to someone so quickly, but kahn skywalker just has that effect. he proposed to you during your seventh month together. getting married very soon after that.
honeymoon was amazing. you and kahn travelled all through greece for a month, before returning to your shared home, with your now stepson.
as soon as you guys stepped in the door, anakin was there to greet you guys, not hiding the fact he went to hug you first. despite his fathers arms out, wrapping your arms around anakins shoulders, you can feel him squeeze slightly as he inhaled deeply.
"missed you so much" he whispers into the crook of your neck, before pulling away and hugging his dad.
you didn't want to admit it, but the butterflies in your stomach was something you enjoyed.
anakins birthday came and went and you had an 18 year old in the house.
he was still the same anakin, sweet and shy, tending to follow you around the house like a lost puppy.
"ani, im gonna shower, i'll make dinner when i'm done" you say to the boy on the couch in front of the tv. he gives a sound so you know he heard you and you went upstairs.
walking to the bathroom, with a change of clothes, and a towel. turning the shower on and stepping in.
you needed this shower after the day you had, work was hell, your manager was berating you all day. you couldn't seem to do anything right.
thirty minutes into the shower you decided it was enough and got out. getting dressed and doing all your nightly routines. you got to grab you dirty laundry, something missing from the pile.
you look around everywhere for the pink pair of panties you were just wearing, were you wearing them?" you question as they are seemingly gone.
not wanting to keep anakin waiting any longer for dinner you throw your clothes in the hamper and head downstairs. anakin gone from his spot on the couch.
cooking dinner was easy, you decided on something quick tonight. some chicken alfredo noodles.
dinner was done, warming on the stove to keep warm until kahn got home from work.
you haven't heard anything from anakin in the time it took you to cook. you go to look for him.
stepping to his door, reaching for the handle. you stop.
moans and whimpers fall quickly, you're about to walk away, not wanting to disrupt, when you heard you name fall from the boys lips.
you stop, frozen.
"nghh y/n mommy please" can be heard, your name being said like it's a prayer.
your thighs press together, this is wrong you think to yourself, yet you don't move. placing an ear to the door to hear better.
more moans and whimpers are fallen from the red and swollen lips of anakin. your name being repeated over and over again as he rubs his leaking cock with your used panties.
you listen for a few more minutes before the sound of his hand grow louder and more erratic, whimpers falling from his lips as it gets harder for him to be quiet while reaching his climax.
few seconds later and your name is being said as all motion stops.
he came to the thought of you while using your dirty underwear.
you quickly rush from the door, down the stairs to the kitchen to finish plating diner as kahn should be getting in any minute.
do you tell your husband what you heard?
you couldn't, you didn't want to get anakin in trouble.
dinner was good, beside the fact all you could feel was anakins eyes on you, and the feeling in your stomach.
this is so wrong.
you needed to stop this.
-
you decided the week kahn would be on a business trip was the best to confront anakin, better to have his dad away so he doesn't find out.
it's a little past 9pm when you walk to anakins door, knocking slightly.
"ani? can i come in?"
your met with some shuffling before the door is open, and a tired looking face greets you with a small smile.
"oh did i wake you?"
"no, was just laying in bed. what do you need?"
"can i come in and talk?"
he moves from the doorway to allow you in, you walk towards his bed. him following after shutting his door.
the only light in the room is his bedside lamp, illuminating a nice orange hue.
"ani, i need to talk to you about something"
he nods
"a week ago, i came up here to grab you for dinner but i stopped when i heard noises coming from your room." you started.
anakins face instantly grew red, and his face dropped to the floor.
"i went to walk away, but then i heard my name, ani you can't be having these thoughts about me"
you stopped talking, giving anakin a second, you just embarrassed him.
he doesn't speak, so you continue "i'm your dads wife. this isn't appropriate"
he looks up at you, teary eyed, " 'm sorry " he slurs out, obviously fighting back crying.
your heart broke, you didn't want him to feel bad for what he did, "hey, anakin. it's okay, im not mad at you" you say grabbing his cheek, wiping his tears.
he leans into your touch, with a slight whimper.
"i'm sorry, please don't leave me" he says, grabbing your wrists.
"i'm not gonna leave you ani, please calm down"
he's still crying, "i just love you so much, i need you" he's now practically in your lap, your rubbing your fingers through his hair.
"ani, i'm your step mother"
he cries more, grabbing at anything he could.
"mommy" he sobs out, bringing his head up to look at you, he's broken. face red and puffy with tears.
your heart breaks, you little ani feeling this bad, "ani it's okay, stop shhh" you try and soothe him.
you lay him back on the bed, letting him rest on you as you cuddle him.
thirty minutes pass, he's calmed. hiccuping in your lap now.
"wanna talk?" you say running your fingers through his hair. he nods and sits up to face you.
"i'm so sorry y/n" he says, grabbing your hands, "please don't hate me"
"i could never hate you, it's okay"
he stares at you, eyes wide, so innocent.
"please let me be a good boy for you"
you tilt your head, "ani no, this isn't appropriate"
"i hear the way you moan with my dad, how fake it sounds, let me show you how much you mean to me" he says, his once blue eyes, dark and lidded.
he listens when you and his dad have sex?
such a naughty boy.
his hands go up your arms to your shoulders, "please let me be good for you mommy"
you can't deny the heat forming, this shouldn't turn you on.
but to have anakin, sitting in front of you. BEGGING for you, crying for you, it's something you'd never imagine.
"ani.."
he stops you, "please, i've loved you since i met you, look" he jumps up to grab his camera off his desk.
he flips through all the pictures, you doing normal things, you cooking, you showering, and worst of all. you sprawled out in your bed, dildo in hand pleasuring yourself.
fuck
this is insane, you thought. this is wrong. he's been watching you??
he wasn't done, he pulled a box out from under his bed.
all your missing underwear, you knew the washer wasn't eating that many.
"see, i want you. i crave you"
he says. on his knees, infront of the bed.
you can't deny the throbbing in between your legs, this was disgusting.
but you loved every second of it.
you knew anakin was attracted to you but you didn't think he was a pervert.
"such a dirty boy anakin, what do you do with all this?"
he moaned, "i touch myself" he says shyly.
how can he be so shy after showing this to you.
you loved it.
"show me"
his head jerks up, confusion on his face. but your serious. sitting back to make room for him on the bed.
"be a good boy anakin, show mommy" he waste no time in undoing the strings to his pants, pulling them down and climbing on the bed.
god he was big, much bigger then your husband.
"oh ani, you're so pretty baby"
you moans, before grabbing his throbbing cock, red angry tip leaking precum. just for you.
his pace is slow, agonizing, he's wanting this to last for ever.
"baby you can do better then that, i want you to cum for me. think you can do it?" you say running your fingers through his hair before reaching the base and jerking.
the moan that fell from his lips, was nothing but sinful. the pace on his cock increasing, rubbing himself raw.
you say nothing but praises, letting the boy know how well he's doing, and how you're so proud.
you can tell he's getting close when your movements become sloppy and erratic. whimpers escaping his mouth, before his release shakes his entire body.
you help him through it, kissing his head and rubbing your hands on him to help ground him.
he's on cloud 9, he feels so good and to have your hands on him. he's soft cock, slowly getting bigger again, the thought of your sweet pussy engulfs his mind.
the sweet smell he's gotten from your panties, he wants the real thing.
"m-mommy need your pussy, please" the redness on his cheeks, the mess he's made on his stomach. is all too much for you to keep your composure.
"since you've been such a good boy, you can eat mommy out"
you barely finished your sentence before your pants and underwear are being thrown off and his head his between your legs, lapping up all your sweet juices, inhaling your scent.
he takes you clit into his mouth, sucking harshly, inflicting a harsh groan from your throat.
he's eager and eating like this is his last meal, he starved. wanting nothing more then your pussy in his face.
"oh ani, you're so good to me" you moan out cause him to rut against his mattress. he’s pussy drunk, letting his tongue touch every inch of your soaking pussy, you’ve never felt this good.
you didn’t think it get better, until you feel a warm finger entering you. your back arches, god he is making you crazy.
“anakin, oh my god” the right coil in your stomach burning. anakin continues his actions, curling his finger as his lips are attached to your clit.
“ani, im gonna cum, keep going, don’t st-“ you were cut off by your own orgasm, ripping through your entire body. you’ve never came this hard.
anakin moans, face soaked with all your juices, lapping up what he could.
“mommy did i do good?” he asks with innocence in his eyes, you brush his blonde curls out of his face, “so good baby”
he climbs up to lay with you, cock still painfully erect, taking notice, you reach down and touch him so gently. he moans and thrusts into your hand.
“should mommy help you baby?” his head nods frantically, hoping you’d give him what he wants.
“lay down on your back” you say pushing his chest till he’s laid flat. climbing up to hover above him. his cock so close to you, he could feel the heat radiating from you.
moaning as you grab him, guiding the tip through your folds, pushing it slowly into you as you sink all the way to the base.
he stretched you so well, reaching every part of your body. loving how full you felt.
he looked beautiful under you, absolutely stunning. hair all disheveled, lips red and puffy, tears staining his face, you wanted to ruin him.
lifting yourself so slowly, feeling every inch of his beautiful cock, humming as you sing back down, with more force.
picking up pace, bouncing so heavenly on his cock, anakins brain cannot think straight. his mouth agape as the only thing falling from it is moans, sweet boy can’t even think straight.
fucking yourself, using anakin as if he was just some fuck toy, he loved it. his hands finding your waist gripping it so hard you’re sure there’ll be bruises. loving the thought of him leaving marks on you drove you to bounce harder wanting to reach your climax.
anakin became frantic, “mommy gonna cum, inside please, fill you up” he’s ranting.
“hold it anakin, not yet” not wanting to lose your own orgasm. fucking your self harder, ignoring his pleas.
anakin cums, cums hard inside you. filling you up, making such a mess. his eyes open wide, “mommy, im so-“
“disobeying mommy, what a bad boy” you say still with his cock buried deep inside you, rocking back and fourth.
“too much mommy” anakin says, lightly pushing you. you hold yourself firm on him, “baby mommy’s not done, mommy wants to cum around your pretty cock. you’ll do that for me right?”
his head shakes, wanting nothing more then to please his beautiful mommy. “yes yes let me make you feel good” you feel his cock twitch inside of you.
you slowly pull off, and lay down at the head of the bed, “come here baby, make me feel good” motioning with your hands.
he climbs on top of you, eager to please, you spread your legs so he fits so perfectly. you nod your head, giving him permission to re-enter you.
he does so with a fast thrust, beginning his relentless pace, wanting nothing more then to make you cum around him. feel as your pussy flutters, squeezing his cock.
“mommy” he rambles, “so good so good”
you’re in bliss, he’s fucking you so good. your husband long forgotten. he’s never made you feel this good, you never knew this much pleasure was possible.
“oh baby, you make mommy feel so good” he moans into the crook of your neck, loving hearing how good he’s doing. making you feel so good. he lives for it.
your close, the way his cock is abusing that spot inside you, has your toes curling. you tell him how close you are, he’s holding out for you, you can tell how he so badly wants, no needs to cum.
“such a dirty boy, fucking his mommy like a bitch in heat” you couldn’t help but toy with him. edging him on.
few more thrusts and he’s coming again, filling you up for a second time.
“ ‘m sorry mommy” anakin says, slowly thrusting into you, not wanting to upset you.
“baby, it’s okay, we can stop-“
“no, need your cum”
he thrusts back into you, cock rock hard.
how does this sweet boy have this much in him, you didn’t question it when he started pounding that one spot, with his hand moving to you clit rubbing it in slow circles.
“ani” you moan out. “please like that”
he just moans as he continues his rapid pace, bringing you to your climax, squeezing down on his cock as your juices spill making a mess of his bed.
his fourth orgasm isn’t long after, chanting about filling you with his cum.
he slumps down on your chest, soft cock still inside.
“such a good boy for mommy, you did so good baby” you say while rubbing circles on his back.
he sits up, and pulls his cock out, watching all his cum ooze out of you. mesmerized in how you squeeze down on nothing.
he takes his finger and pushes his cum back inside of you, leaning his head on your shoulder, “want you pregnant with my baby” he whispers into your ear
who knew he could be so dirty.
he lays next to you, cuddling into your side, arm wrapped around your waist.
“i love you mommy”
you smile, dragging your fingers through his hair, “i love you too baby”
“i made you feel better then my dad?”
“yes, god yes”
you could feel the smirk on your skin, “is this a one time thing?” he asks so shyly. as if he wasn’t just pounding your pussy with such disrespect.
“no baby, you’re mine forever. understand? you’re all mine.”
he smiles, pleased with your response.
“what about dad”
you completely forgot about your husband, what the fuck were you gonna do?? your just fucked your stepson.
his cum still leaking out of you, you realize how fucked you were gonna be.
“guess this has to be our secret, okay?”
anakin nodded, half asleep. absolutely exhausted from his multiple orgasms.
you sighed, pulling the blanket over the two of you, drifting to sleep yourself.
wishing that hopefully, your husband never finds out so you can keep fucking his sweet innocent son.
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a/n :
WOAH
first post, please tell me what you think.
i just love the thought of anakin being so whipped for you, he’s so submissive.
Tate, Kai, and James being the definition of hot in PSYCHOTIC
bf !!
Evan "bear" Peters🐻
St. Louis Airport
📸fb: Cameron Michael
Harry Potter as your boyfriend
pairing: Harry Potter x reader (gender neutral)
warning(s): none
masterlist // taglist
early stages
so you’ve been friends with Hermione for a long time
you’ve known each other even before going to Hogwarts
so when the both of you came to Hogwarts, you’ve started to get to know Ron and Harry
you became a friend group of 4 and hung out every day
you slowly started to develop feelings for Harry but you didn't want it to get in the way of the friend group
so you decided to not act on them
however
Hermione saw straight through you
she told Ron and he didn't notice a thing lmao so clueless
Hermione told Ron to check with Harry, if he has any feelings for you
he kinda? confessed his feelings towards you
well, basically he just said you look pretty and smell nice wtf harry
which was enough for Ron to tell Hermione he is deeply in love with you
sooo that's when Ron and Hermione started to play cupid
they were good at it though
eventually, Ron got Harry to ask you on a date
he was so nervous but eventually gathered his courage
with a bit of stuttering, he asked you out it was so adorable pls
and instead of the relationship getting in between the friend group, it actually made everyone closer (:
the relationship
harry is actually so goofy
he makes a lot of jokes when you two are together
is such a fun person to be with
he is a really good listener
he loves to give you his sweaters
don’t try to give this man hints because he is so clueless
you have to be 100% clear with him, whatever it is, he will not get hints so frustrating but so cute
listen, if anyone disrespects you, it’s over for them
he will get so angry at anyone who insults you
also, he doesn’t get jealous often, but when he gets jealous…
he becomes so quiet in public but will show you you’re his when you two are alone iykyk
okay moving on, you will always get him out of trouble
you always look out for him and he loves you for that
he trusts you so much
stargazing while having deep conversations with snacks are his favourite kind of dates
affection
he's not that comfortable with showing affection in public
he doesn't mind it when you initiate it though
however, in private he is so affectionate with you
he loves hugs
begs you for more hugs
you won't say no though because you just can’t resist him
kisses on your cheek
cuddling, lots of cuddling
he likes to be the little spoon
plays with your hand when he gets overwhelmed or anxious
arguments
he can be so stubborn
his stubbornness occasionally shows in arguments
it’s difficult for him to admit he’s wrong
sometimes this can get in between you guys
when it comes to that point, he makes sure both of you are alright though
he doesn’t want anything to get in between you
he will calm down at that moment and take a moment for you to calm down as well
he will make you a cup of tea
after that, he will hold you in his arms while you two talk about the problem you are dealing with calmly
during arguments where you end up crying, he will freeze and feel so guilty
he will dry your tears with tissues while apologizing constantly
thank you for reading!
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"can I DM you?" babe we're mutuals, we can touch tongues if you want
(NSFW)
Just because Simon and Johnny kidnapped you doesn’t mean they won’t treat you like a doll…
There’s no cold basement floor, no, you have the comfort of their soft bed to lay in. Handcuffs are unheard of, you’re tied up in silky ribbon. You’re given baths, despite against your will, with gentle hands.
It’s so hard not to fall for them when they kiss you softly on your forehead when you start to cry, missing your family and friends. They tell you that everything you need is here now.
And when you start to come around and stop crying, they fuck you gently and hold your hand through it. ❤️
Heaven | Kai Anderson
kai anderson x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, unprotected p in v, p in v, smut with little plot, just downright egotistical shit, not proofread
req by @jazz-berry
Kai Anderson. The blue-haired, crazy rightist politician…but also the leader of the cult you were in, your deity, your god. You were his follower, Kai’s good little lamb, and you loved him. Even when you were currently standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a thin, white robe that was almost translucent, or what Kai called a ‘sacramental gown’.
Kai had convinced you that as your God, he had the ultimate right to take your virginity. Kai stood before you, dropping the robe he was wearing. He inhaled deeply, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Your eyes rake greedily over him, taking in each of his spectacular features.
You were always taught he was perfect, that he was God. Sure, you had your occasional skepticisms, because why would this greasy, blue-haired man wielding guns and knives be God? But now? Seeing him naked, bearing it all to you? You knew..
Kai laid you down on the bed, spreading your legs slowly. It was like the moment he touched you, you felt yourself become drenched. Kai climbed over top of you, pulling your ‘sacramental gown’ from your body. He let out a soft sigh, his hands sliding to your hips.
Kai lined himself up with your entrance, your sexes pulsating against each other. Kai smashed his lips down against yours, his tongue making its way into your mouth. At that same moment, he made a rough thrust into you. You squealed into his mouth, grabbing onto his back. Kai winced, feeling your fingers prying into his skin.
“fuck..” he breathed after pulling away. his lips grazed your ear, his teeth nipping your helix gently. “you’re a good girl, huh..? a good little lamb. you’ve always been so devoted..”
You exhale a broken whimper as you feel him shifting inside you. Kai loved making you moan, making you emit any sort of submissive sounds. He pulled out just enough so you could only feel his tip.
“Kai, i need to—..” You mewl, not even finishing your statement before you felt him thrust back into you as hard as he could. This time, he moved at a steady pace. Your vision fazed in and out as you looked up at him, his blue, greased out hair in his face.
This whole ‘sex’ sensation was completely new to you. You had never felt this form of penetration before, that knotted feeling in your stomach. Or the impending feeling of your oncoming orgasm.
“Fuck…You’re coming already? You can last a little longer, can’t you?” Kai questioned, grabbing your chest. He kneaded your breasts in his calloused hands. With the amount of force he was using, it felt like he was about to rip the flesh right off of your bones.
You felt the tingling sensation of your orgasm about to flood your body. Kai sensed that as your cunt tightened around him, making him suck in air through his teeth. He grabbed your neck, hovering his face just above yours.
“Come, lamb..Come and remember that I was the one who made you this way,” Kai said in a gruff voice. You look up at him, your jaw dropped as you emitted almost silent squeaks.
“Y-Yes, Divine Ruler— AGH!-“ You squeal, your orgasm crashing over you. Kai pulled out with a loud groan, grabbing himself in one of his hands. He held his cock right at your pulsating folds, shooting out that warm, sticky liquid right outside of you.
While he was doing that, you were practically convulsing. Leftovers of your first ever orgasm rippled through you, making you let out moans and whines from the back of your throat. Kai pushed your hair from your face, lowering his face near yours.
“Thank me,” He said, shoving himself into you once again.
“A-Ack! Mmnh…Th-Thank you, Divine Ruler,”
tags: @fear-is-truth , @dangeroustaintedflawed , @newwavesylviaplath @dangeroustaintedflawed @coentinim @lacucarachapisser @evansonlylove @dearlizzies @oceanblvd111 @foreverviolets @emmasshitblog @jazz-berry @xrag-dollx
“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.”
bf
When he isn’t pulling an expression and actually serves face so hard.
i love all yalls versions of rafe but please for the love of God, i want to read something with ACTUAL rafe, like we all know rafe wouldn’t call someone kiddo !! please i need new fic recommendations 🤷 .