#tate langdon

[starboye]

starring: tate langdon x male reader

request: omgg can u do a tate langdon obsessive boyfriend fic

warnings: smut, cursing, flff, bondage, kinda sub!tate and dome!reader at times, mentions of offing someone, jerking off, some pervert actions, jealous!tate

he'll never actually say it but you know he's an obsessive boyfriend and that's why you love him, he'll do absolutely anything for you, just name it and he's one it, you want him to get you something to eat? done. you want him to give you a massage? done. oh you want him to fuck you till you can't walk? well he'll do that without you having to ask.

but one thing he will never admit even over his dead body is he's jealous, he doesn't know why but when he sees another man even make a small compliment about you he's thinking of the many ways to hide a dead body, only calming down with your words and soft touches across his face.

and damn it was he a sucker for you, putting up a immovable wall in front of everyone else but the second it's just you two alone he's begging you to let him be little spoon during cuddling and pleading for some head scratches, most of all becoming a brainless dildo the moment you take charge in bed, ordering him around makes his knees go weak.

he will occasionally bring you little trinkets or gifts just to show his appreciation for you or even smother you with kisses once you're alone, sometimes even gifting you pictures of yourself that you have no idea how he took them but you still never minded.

if you do the right things he'll become a whimpering mess under you, starting off with slow kisses that turn into making out while you detail everything you love about him, he doesn't even realize you're on top of him while he's laying on the bed, to drunk off your lips and the sudden feeling of your slipping your hands into his pants and jerking him off moaning and whining out your name the whole night like he's high out of his mind.

he would definitely make a playlist about which songs remind him of you and you treasure each and every one of them like they're gold because to you both they are.

he would definitely try bondage if you beg hard enough, like how could say no to those cute eyes and you didn't disappoint, tying his hands to the head board and teases him over and over knowing he couldn't do anything, it was fucking torturous as hell but why was he so turned on by it, maybe because he liked the feeling of being used by a pretty boy like you.

he's to shy to admit it but he jerks off to picture of you, some nights when he can't sleep due to the overwhelming thoughts of you riding him he'll bring out his phone and scroll through your instagram, jerking off to the mere sight of your face, so pretty for him and those lips look so cute he wishes you were the one jerking him off.

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[tatesprncess]

do y’all fw meowing at random times in the day?

[moonlighttviolett]

“I used to think you were like me. You were attracted to the darkness. But, Tate you are the darkness.”

[evanpetersbf]

my man, actually!

[j1mmys-darl1ng]

rubberman!kai smut perchance? as in kai having a rubber suit

ur literally my favourite fanfic writer 💙

pairing : kai anderson x reader

Warnings : p in v, rough sex, degrading, its literally kai, improper use of kool-aid, spit

A/n: aaaaah thank you 🫶🫶🫶 im really feeding yall with 2 sober fics back to back

NOT FOR MINORS COMSUMPTION! IF YOU READ FURTHER THIS IS YOUR FAULT NOT MINE!!

"look at this peice of kinky shit i found" kai huffs, throwing a latex suit onto the table your sat at, the material shining under the dim light of the lamp.

"what is it?" you ask kai gently, knowing anything can set him off.

"some fucking rubber suit, i wanna try it out" kai says blankly, cutting straight to the point.

"is it clean? Where did you even find it?" your words are hesitant, not wanting to cause him to snap.

"doesn't matter. Hop up on the table. Or do you want me to force you down instead?"

Without a second thought, you hop up on the table. His lips crash into yours imediately, his fingernails pulling so hard on your shirt that you can hear the thread begin to snap.

He practically rips your shirt off you, not breaking the aggressive kiss at all. You both discard the rest of your clothes.

Kai leaves the room momentarily with the rubber suit, leaving you to desperately roll your hips as you try to cause some sort of friction.

He soon returns, his cock standing proud as i grabs a cut and a pack of kool-aid from the kitchen. After a few more minutes of trying to get any pleasure, he returns, the cup containing kool-aid mixed with something else...

"if you wanna be such a slut then go ahead and drink it" he growls, spitting into the cup and forcing it to your lips.

You reluctantly begin to drink it, the liquid thicker than water. Then it hits you.

Without saying or doing anything, you force yourself to finish it. Placing the cup aside while your thighs rub together needily.

"please kai... I really need you" your voice pleading. You see his eyes turn dark as you call him kai.

"that's not my fuckin' name. Try again or ill leave you like this. All needy and desperate with no way to relief it."

"s-sorry... Master.." you manage to whimper out, your eyes begging for him not to leave.

"that's my good little slut" he grumbles as he tightly grips your cheeks, forcing your lips together as he drains his saliva into your mouth, leaving you no choice but to swallow it.

Without any warning, he roughly pushes your thighs appart, ramming his dick into your silky hole. Your nails dig into his shoulders, loud moans and whines slipping past your lips as his dick burries itself inside you.

Hes so deep inside you swear you can feel it nudging you stomach.

"you like that you fuckin' slut? Just taking all of me like a greedy whore aren't you? Its like you want this or some shit." he groans, his balls slapping against your ass with each aggressive thrust.

You begin to feel a knot forming, your nails begining to draw blood from his shoulders due to how hard your holding onto him.

"AGH! You fuckin' bitch!" kai yells out, slapping you across the face. This is all you need for your walls to tighten around him. This causes him to slap you again as your climax crashes down.

"did i say you could cum yet!? I dont fuckin' think so! Your gonna get punished later you filthy cum slut." his voice is still loud as he clamps a hand around your throat, not tight enough to cut off your breathing but not loose enough for you to move.

After a few more thrusts, his sticky seed paints your walls white. He practically fucks it into you, wanting to increase his chance of you having his messiah baby.

"clean yourself up. I have a meeting to get to" he huffs, quickly giving you a hesitant kiss on your nose as he speedily gets changed. You would have never expected in a million years for him to give you a kiss so it was a pleasant surprise.

Guess you'll have to wait till later to see what your punishment it.

A/n: this was a 2 day process 😭🙏. This was so fun to write because i kinda ran wild with it

Thank you so much for reading! <3

[elodiewinchester]

"he's so babygirl😍"

Babygirl in question:

~A middle aged white man who is a murderer,a sociopath,has mommy issues and is traumatized af~

[evanchantingpeters]

Ready for How I met Evan Peters Part 7?

Great, me too.

Until then, catch up on the juicy details with the previous releases:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

[milf-semen-666]

Imagine hating me and I’m just in my room like:

[whoreseason]

AHS EVANS X READER:

REACTING TO YOU GETTING A BUGBITE ON YOUR ASS

Warnings: hurt/comfort

Tate: hunts the bug down and tapes it to a table and tortures it and records it and jerks off and cries

Kit: kisses you and tells you it'll all be alright

Kyle: dies in a bus crash

Jimmy: goes "that no good bastard... why I oughta!" and tries to beat the bug up and fails

March: throws your dead body down the murder chute

Kai: tells you that no one will ever love you now and he's the only person you have left

[tatesprncess]

i hate sensitive ppl …like go cry somewhere else

[dealerandagoodone]

i always love this photo

[acrosstheunivcrse]

tate langdon i’m a psych major i could fix you….

[venusbyline]

i can fix him (no really i can)

[nareclipwse]

*being obsessed with fictional blonde psychopaths is a crime*

me:

[blac-ivy]

One thing golden era Wattpad writers had going for them was that they knew the importance of a buildup. I'm of the opinion that the sexual tension is WAY more satisfying to read than the actual sex and quite frankly there is a serious lack of non smutty writing.

Like I really miss reading fics/ x readers that start from scratch. Meeting the characters, initial reactions getting to know them, the tension the jealousy the TENSION the freaking tension.

Looking and looking away when they get spotted, touches that feel like they linger but perhaps they didn't and they're both so hot for each other that they think it's wishful thinking. And I don't mean just sweet sunshine romances, darker works can have a buildup too but it seems like so much is just about getting to the smut instead of the psychological aspect.

Bring back the build up!!!!!!!

[j1mmys-darl1ng]

a fic where kit is insecure of letting reader know and see all his scars from briarcliff but she comforts him abt it pls 🙏

Pairing : kit walker and reader

A/n : honestly give me more requests because i need to start distracting myself more 🫶

Kit had just gotten out of the shower, his towel hung low on his hips to the point you can see the faint scars from his days at briarcliff trailing on his lower back. You knew he was insecure of them. Hell, he never even spoke of them exept for the one time you two here having a heart to heart conversation about your pasts.

"hey kit?"

"mh?" he grunts, not in a rude way but in a way to show hes listening.

"your scars... Have they always been like that?"

He goes silent, he feels his body practically paralyse just at the word 'scars' alone. You can see his expression, its tense and closed off.

".. Sorry.. I didnt mean to upset you"

"... Its fine. I just... God i dont even know how to say the words.." kits eyebrows knit together, his eyes closing as he leans against the wall.

"its... Fuck... I dont like talking about them because of all the stuff that happen'd at that shitty asylum.. Y'know? Like just having them is a constant reminder, even if i cant see them" your eyes soften as you hear the words escape his mouth. Sympathy hitting you faster than the wind in a storm.

Without saying anything, you slowly walk to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders into a hug. Your warm body a nice contrast to his cold one.

He lets out a small noise of satisfaction, burring his face into the top of your hair as he wraps his arms around your waist. You can feel the gentle breeze of his breath and the occasional droplet from his wet hair.

"personally, i think they add a story to you... They make you less boring and gives you a story to tell the kids if you ever have any" you mumble against his chest, relishing in the moment.

"you might think their ugly or that they remind you of bad things but everyone has things like that. Some people even have scars just like you to show because of it"

"mmhm" is all he hums, his grip tightening.

A/n : this was actually kinda fun to write since i have scars myself from various things

Thanks for reading! <3